#Mexican James Potter

[ecstarry]

i want james taking reg to the fair in mexico and reg just absolutely worried about the safety of everyone in the mechanic games, especially the one that spins and has someone dancing in the middle. them sharing lots of food and walking around all the stands and then going to the palenque like come on the potter’s just know everyone there and reg is just so happy to be there with his kittychela and is taking pics of everything because he fr feels like he just walked in another reality

[theonyxstate]

even though i have my head set on my hc marauders era characters' nationalities, i LOVE seeing new ones being added. this fandom went from white british frat boys to a whole new range of diversity and its a mf GLOW UP

romanian barty belongs to @crescenthistory and part norwegian remus with japanese sirius to the author of this fic, bless them both https://archiveofourown.org/works/17614478?view_adult=true

[the-sun-is-also-a-star]

although i am a desi james truther, i know a lot of people like latino james (and its a close second for me i love it) so i have a proposition for a latino james fc...

may i present, Xolo Maridueña

he's literally so james potter coded

[siriusblackdevotee]

James does the Huapango dance (I have no idea if I'm using the term correctly, lmk PLEASE) w someone COUGH Regulus is both memorized and jealous COUGH and Sirius is like, wtf that's so cool teach me.

So James would ofc, start teaching Sirius the dance. COUGH Remus is slightly jealous at the proximity and he kinda hates himself for it COUGH so it's fairly normal to see them dance in the dorms.

Sirius gets pretty good from so much practice sorry Remus, I wouldn't say he's perfect but James is def proud.

There's also the prongsfoot route, James is falling in love with Sirius because the close proximity is making him realize how gorgeous he is!! Also, James appreciates how Sirius is taking the time to learn a bit of his culture, a bit too much appreciation perchance... Then Sirius is blushing cause of all the touching (which obviously he's not used to) and close proximity (he was always in love).

Being pureblood and all, James and Sirius were probably taught to dance...the elite way?? Idk, but the point is, can't really use the teaching the other how to dance troupe cause they already know. But then I remembered POC James so here we are.

[underwxrldprincess]

I need someone to draw fanart of the Potters eating Rosca de Reyes. The Black cousins and Rosier siblings eating a galette des rois. Alice receiving presents from the Befana.

[emmawithtwoms]

And what if I said Mexican James Potter who died, racist Petunia who never told Harry about his heritage, so he knows nothing about Dia de Los Muertos, and when Harry then reunites with Sirius he sees him preparing the ofrendas, and Harry’s so confused bc he doesn’t know what they are, and Sirius starts explaining the festivity, and what he is doing to remember James and Lily, and Harry finally feels a deeper connection with his parents, expecially James, and Harry and Sirius celebrates el Dia de los Muertos togeather?

What if I said that???

[gender-thief2]

NOO WAYY people are fancasting effie potter as anne hathaway…effie is a plus sized indian woman (or mexican based on you hc) argue with the wall.

[killerofrose]

mexican harry but he doesn't know the language because the only person he could've spoken with is dead.

[pretentiouswreckingball]

im certain you've talked about this before but pls pls pls pls gimme anything about mexican james potter !!!

al público lo que pidaaaa 🗣🗣

I’ve said this before but James knows how to dance pretty good, like, really good, he’s the kind of guy who knows how to dance cumbia like a pro, yk twirl and everything and also he’s the kind of person who dances with the tías y abuelas en las fiestas.

That being said, James dancing quebradita is a force to be reckoned with, Regulus made the mistake to accept James’ invitation to dance it once and James fucking throw him in the air like a rag doll lmaooo

His favorite chips are Chips fuego even if se enchila every time he eats them

He was one of those kids who always played soccer at recess and came home with his white shirt stained with dirt and red splashes of paupau jajajaj

Effie is a big fan of la virgencita and therefore James always has an estampita in his wallet (next to a pic of regulus lol)

When he is sad he listens to la gata bajo la lluvia on repeat 💀 I said what I said

He’s an amazing cook, he learned everything he knows from Effie, he even knows how to make tortillas A MANO (he’s a catch)

Remus makes fun of him because he likes ate de guayaba y pepitas, like an old man jajajaja

He will deny this until his dying day but he knows all the lyrics of las divinas’ nadie pasa de esta esquina, he begged Effie to buy him the pens with the pom poms on the top

His red convers are hanging on the light cable near his childhood home so even if he doesn’t live there anymore, a part of him remains

[crowsmischief]

james taught his friends how to swear in spanish but with like, mexican slang.

[padfootsaphrodite]

Punjabi James or Mexican James. Either way I don’t care, both are perfect because both are James Potter.

[zsrntyouil]

Feliz días de los muertos!!!!

Espero que todos recordéis y celebréis a vuestros muertos y les mostréis vuestro amor! 💜💜💜

James is probably celebrating his parents rn

[honora-antares]

Latino!James wishing he had some fabuloso/pinol to clean the floors/tables/trophies/literally anything & everything with during detention so he begs Effie to owl/floo/however they communicate across the ocean her mama for some because they DONT SMELL CLEAN

[xsadbambi]

6 year old James and his first lost baby teeth (Euphemia took a picture)

[underwxrldprincess]

Marius Pontmercy is actually Jegulus's son

[starless-gaze]

día de muertos

hi hi hi ok so today is día de muertos (day of the dead) and i wrote a quick oneshot abt marls and jamie bc i hc them mexican and it's my favourite holiday so here u go. enjoy!!!

Everyone knew not to bother Marlene on November 2nd, the only person who she could be around was James and no one dared break that rule. It’s not that she wanted to shut everyone out during that day, it was just a very hard day for her ever since she was ten years old and James is the only person who really gets it. The others tried to understand and Marlene tried to include them a couple of times but she just couldn't handle having to explain the whole thing so many times without breaking down.

She, of course, didn’t have to explain anything to James since he grew up with the same culture, so he understood perfectly why it was hard for Marlene and always knew exactly what she needed.

Luckily, McGonagall was aware of the situation and excused them out of classes, so they started building the altar after breakfast, gathering all the necessary things to set it in a hidden alcove by the Gryffindor common room.

They always made a day out of it, and this year was no different. Marlene never felt safer than when she was setting the altar with James, she felt such a relief that he didn’t mind and even enjoyed helping her out with this even though he didn’t have to.

Time flew by sharing stories back and forth, laughing, crying a bit, until the sun started to set and all that was left to add were the pictures (always the hardest part for Marlene, no matter that it had been over seven years since it happened, not a day passed by that she didn’t miss him with all her heart).

“It’s time, Marls,” James said, knowing that she needed the push or she wouldn’t get around to actually doing it.

The altar they’d just made was waiting for her, filled with orange and purple cempasúchil petals, candles on every tier, a pack of cigarettes, a bottle of tequila, and lots of traditional food. It was quite a sight; Marlene knew they’d really outdone themselves this year but it was so worth it for them. For him.

Marlene sighed and placed the picture of her father on the top tier, right between the pack of cigarettes and a bowl of homemade pozole (his favourite). James set a picture of his grandparents on the middle tier along with all their favourite things and started to light the candles one by one, giving Marlene a moment to breathe, having noticed that she needed a second.

“Te quiero, papi,” Marlene said, adressing the picture of her father. She’d started tearing up.

“Tengan un buen viaje, aquí los esperamos,” said James, putting an arm around Marlene’s shoulders and squeezing her just enough to let her know that he was right there with her.

They stayed for a few more minutes after the sun set completely in a solemn silence, waiting for their dearly departed to cross through and hoping they enjoy the offerings made for them.

“Feliz día de Muertos, Marls.”

“Feliz día de Muertos, Jamie.”