#harry potter pub crawl

[hekate1308]

I'm right and I should say it

[performing-personhood]

The most relatable thing ever to happen in DS9 was Quark, a bar manager and lead bartender, finding out about that his bar is catering a gigantic private event twenty minutes before the doors open.

STAR TREK: DEEP SPACE NINE - S7E18 'Til Death Do Us Part

[literarylondonhq]

We Sold Out!

Obviously tickets. Never principles! A lovely sell out crowd on today’s #edinburghLondonLiteraryPubCrawl. @thepleasance @edfringe

[realitybitesyouknowit]

Chapters: 14/14 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter, Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley, Neville Longbottom/Ginny Weasley Summary:

Seven years out from the war, Harry learns the hard truth of old history: it’s never quite as far behind you as you thought.

[lupine-trees]

toil & trouble

a fic for those rainy-dark-bright october nights. mischief-adjacent. you know the ones.

inspired by the @drarrymicrofic prompt “eerie” - word count: ~380

The October chill settles in over the city streets, fog creeping in amongst the alleyways as night crawls on, darkness falling early.

Draco stands on the sidewalk, rain-spattered, watching the shop lights streak on the oil-slick pavement. The cigarette between his teeth glows in the dimness, orange, a faulty mimic of the far-gone sunset.

Harry exits the pub behind him, the paper bag in his hand warm with the scent of fresh chips and vinegar. He meets Draco’s easy gaze, kicks his boot, restless, against the concrete. “Those things’ll kill you,” he murmurs, miming the cigarette at his lips.

Draco takes one last inhale on the half-smoked Marlboro, then pulls off it, Vanishing the rest with a snap of his fingers. “Old habits,” he answers, smoke low in his sternum.

“It’s awful dark,” Harry says, casting his eyes skyward.

“Fog,” Draco says, noncommittal, “and the new moon.”

“It’s eerie,” Harry replies, glancing down the street.

An hour ago, it’d been full, loud, bright. But with the drizzle and the cold, the crowd had moved quickly indoors, the clubs’ and pubs’ expansion charms working at full capacity to meet the demand.

“Halloween,” Draco answers, a restrained flutter of his fingers for effect.

Harry hums. “What are you meant to be?”

Draco grins, all teeth. “A dragon.”

Harry sees it then, the sharp glint of his charmed incisors, the dark, curly horns rising up from his pale hair, the iridescent emerald scales made-up across his cheekbones.

Draco exhales, his breath like a puff of smoke. “What are you?”

Harry glances down at his denims, his leather jacket, stompy boots, white T-shirt a size too small. “Trouble?” he offers, a crooked smile settling.

Draco barks a laugh, shakes his head. “Alright, Potter.”

Harry steps up to his motorbike, throws a leg over. He holds up the takeaway bag in invitation. “You coming? I’ve got two orders.”

“Presumptuous,” Draco answers lowly, all timbre, approaching anyway.

“Get on the bike,” Harry says, mischief materialized, leaning up to him, nearly pressing a kiss to the curve of his throat.

Draco steps back, difficult, rolls his eyes. “Alright, Potter,” he says again, throwing his long leg easily over the seat, pressing up behind Harry, chin tucked in at his shoulder, lips at his ear. “Go on, then.”

[ocean-anchored]

Dear future self... December 13, 2023

It's been a week. I don't fully remember where I left off, if I talked about going for bunch with Daniel last last sunday but starting last week - I went over to Annerieke's again for dinner which wasn't too bad, I kept it light and tight, didn't stay too long but it's been nice to see J. Tuesday I didn't do anything, just relaxed which was good, wednesday went out for wing night with Shane, ugh that's when my instagram got hacked. Seriously still so frustrated about it. I was trying to make peace that I lost everything but then a few days later when talking to Cass my hair dresser she said the process she went through and it took a week to get back but she got it, I had randomly tried friday night to get into it which allowed me to go through the steps of verifying and taking a selfie of myself so I had hopes, but been trying again and still nothing. I'm more just mad I lost everything, like all my stories and highlights which finally I was happy with, I lost all the accounts I was following that was good, I had 740 followers which took years like ugh and all my saved things... like man so so frustrating. Im still holding a bit of hope that it might come back by the end of the week but I guess I have to carry on. I mean its kind of nice because now I've literally barley been on it because there's nothing to look at, I think I follow like 70 people and there's not much to scroll so I'm not inclined to be on it so maybe it's a blessing in disguise... anyways, then Shane came over & we watched some Harry potter. Thursday I did nothing, Friday I got my hair done, my once a year annual time, it didn't turn out how I actually wanted it but thats ok I still like it and it'll be really easy to grow out. I was supposed to go for a xmax pub crawl with Sasha and Shruti that night but they cancelled due to weather, I still tried to see if they want to go for drinks or hang out but they said no which was fine but then I found out later that they hung out together so that was kind of annoying. Saturday I went for santa photos with Nova and then it was Shane's christmas party with 24/7. It was good, I was nervous at first cause I didn't know too many people but it was fun overall. Buffet, comedy was funny and then we played pool for the night which Shane & I won against Tera & Chloe. Shane came over, nothing happened though but it was alright. Kept my boundaries, I'm glad he respects them at least. Sunday afternoon I went to amber & naythan's to dog sit and house sit. Nova did so so good, they all were great for most of the time, only the next morning Rue got grumpy with Nova but ultimately it was great. It was nice to stay there and chill. They came home sunday evening and bought me dinner & we just chatted & hung out for a while. We were talking about NYE and Amber wants to do a murder mystery & asked who I'd bring, I jokingly said Troy and we talked about it more, she said I should invite him but I was nervous cause we really haven't ever talked outside the twice Ive seen him this year in a group setting. I ended up msging him later that night on FB messenger (literally out of nowhere mind you) and invited him & he responded pretty quick & said yes to my surprise.

[optimisticglitterqueenmagnusbane]

Butter beer 😁🍺

[plounce]

i just looked thru a little bit of my faiblogging tag and i can feel my soul, brain, and heart leaking out thru my ears

[tsugua-rebmetpes]

101 Cute dates & bucket list

Little fire pit on the beach (middle of the night, private)

Toasting marshmallows & making cute smores

Observing the night sky through a telescope together / watch the stars on a clear sky in the middle of no where

A midnight dip in water (lake, ocean, etc. As long as it's safe)

Skinny dip under a full moon & to kiss passionately on a platform on the lake

To go on a small camping trip just the two of us

To visit the candy shop and pick each other's candy bags for only us to share them between us anyway

Getting crepes with you and eating them side by side

Taking you lingerie shopping so you can see the outfit as I buy it and the level of excite I know you have knowing you'll get to tear it off later

Sharing a bath with you (where we both fit comfortably or just tucked in a little where we can laugh about it)

Baking cookies so we can have them with our coffee in the morning

Taking you to a coffee roaster hut so you can experience amazing coffee

Going to a little tea house & plantation so we can support local business and enjoy the joys of freshly brewed tea

Picking what the other person must eat off the menu at a new venue / a place we've never been to before

Throwing a dart on a map and going to where ever it lands for a small holiday / trip (could be a city map, regional, state, national or global)

Decorating and making a floating lantern to release into the night sky (a la tangle)

Icing biscuits to look like things we like (e.g. ourselves, frogs or whatever your heart desires)

Smooshing whipped cream onto your nose and kissing/licking it off ♡

Making something together in a pottery class for ourselves n one another

Volunteering at a farm to help around (muster, harvest, etc.)

Go fruit picking together recreationally

Go to as many different distilleries and breweries as we can

Try to make bread together

Have our own Minecraft world together

Complete stardew valley & cattails ♡

Take a cooking/pastry lesson

Take Polaroid photos of our time together (on a trip or small adventure)

Go for a little hike together

Go swim in a little unknown ish water hole and push boundaries of comfort

Go to a cinema late at night (last screening of the evening, maybe wear matching pajamas) and buy popcorn / sneak snacks in. Cuddle in the cinema and watch a cute film together (be one of the only people in the cinema)

Have s/o read my favourite book to me aloud before bed time

Make jam & preserve food items & dry ingredients to make tea, etc.

Make chocolates for you (home made)

Grow my own flowers for us to admire

Start a small veggie patch & harvest our own produce to have a "self sufficient" dinner night

Volunteer at an animal shelter

Go to a farmer's market together / local fruit market and buy ingredients we will make into a meal together that evening

Become animal foster parents & successfully get our lil foster a fur-ever home

Do a hot food challenge or some sort of food challenge together

Go to a day spa for a "couple's retreat"

Make your favourite food (lasagne) on your birthday 🥰 / a random day

Steal a shopping trolly and race around an abandon area of the car park thinking we are in go karts & take photos

Dress up as the cool ghosts in the "blanket ghost" trend and take cute photos in odd locations

Explore an abandoned building together and theorize about the past / research about it

Have a little picnic in a field / park

Take a dance lesson together (ballroom) and be clumsily cute on trying something "new"

Sleep next to you & wake up beside you 🥺

Make your lunch for work & wake up early to make an awesome meal!

Make a random meal really late in the evening spontaneously to satisfy a craving

Have a new years kiss

Look at Christmas lights on houses together

Watch all the Harry Potter movies one after another together

Finish a series that either person is interested more initially in but both like towards the end

Do a cute skincare date! (Face masks)

Go to a food festival and try as much food as we can, get creative - pick the other's meals out to switch it up a little

Go paint balling together and try it out (even if I may not be as good as you. :< I'll try!!)

Try laser tag if paint ball doesn't go so well, feel free to invite friends to both events for more fun :) or go karting (something I've never done before)

Go horse riding together sometime

Cook with a campfire / burring our food in the ground for it to cook (Like damper)

Volunteer to plant trees

Become regulars at a small bar

Play pool/billards together

Check out a timezone arcade and play as much as we can :3 see how many prizes we can win and be merry

Have a board game night (catan, uno, monopoly, dnd etc.) Together with friends or strangers

Visit movie world (theme park) and dress up a little! / usj / Disneyland

Play pinball and we swap between balls to see how far we can go together!!!

Have a little date with the power off (candles, moon lit dinner, board games and no electronics! Be cute and creative)

Donate blood, with moral support or together :3

Go foraging for edible fruits, vegetables, etc. And make a meal out of it :3 research and have fun

Make a little stone tower together and take a photo of the creation (balancing stones)

Plant sunflowers and look after them for a whole season ♡ alternatively pick said flowers when ripe and give them as a gift to love ones

Do a Lego / puzzle set together ♡♡

Capture a little froggy and set him free (clean him up and take him to somewhere safe)

Watch horror films or movies we haven't seen before even if it's silly (.e.g the room )

Visit an aquarium and stare at the little jellies in the jelly room

Go to see a musical, play or ballet together 🥰

Dress up and go on a spontaneous date around town, over dressed for the occasion but having fun

Sunset and nibbles planned date 🥺

Go on a theme crawl, e.g. coffee, tea, wine, pub, cocktail, ramen, etc.

rent bikes to travel around on whilst doing a theme crawl

Dinner theatre or dinner murder mystery event together! Something a little less tame and wacky but still just as fun (something I've never done before)

escape room (challenge ourselves to do it within the time set!)

Ice skate together, trip & fall and catch one another on the ice being cute (maybe rent the kiddy pusher to help you out and be dorks)

Mosh and go to A small band performing concert together / go to A concert for an artist one or both like

Hot air balloon ride ^-^ (waking up early and having our own "Up" moment)

Ride in a helicopter one day to see the world like the birds that fly in the sky

Buy a plant or two at a nursery and take them home to look after

Go roller skating, reliving our teenage years with a limited budget, eat old skool candy and slushies.

Surprise birthday party

Outdoor cinema, watch a film on a projector and have fun on some outdoor cushions

Have a little boho tent and lunch date set up as a surprise

Dance under the moonlight and shining stars together just swaying and holding one another

Overnight at a bed & breakfast together, sleep in and enjoy breakfast in bed whilst away from phones

Have a little bonfire moment at home, write down your deepest desire, secrets, fears and burn them

Take a personality test together just to see the results

Read books in a little book cafe & drink our favourite drinks whilst snuggled up in a book nook

Do a little tarot reading & see a psychic or medium

Raise a pet together

Buy some helium balloons & change our voices whilst doing something (e.g. a speak type board game)

Wake up with you kissing me / wake you up with kisses

Plan a vacation together

[lqtraintracks]

WIP Snip

Thank you for the tag @wolfpants and @teacup-tai! I enjoyed both of yours so much! 

I’ve been sharing from my trans Draco/werewolf Harry fic, and this week I finally decided to go ahead and make it a self-prompt for @hp-bodiceripper, so I’m very excited about that! I’ll share a sweet scene here, one of the very few with no sex. ;) Content: werewolf-based fatigue, mild hurt/comfort

And I’ll tag (only if you feel like it) @corvuscrowned @nerdherderette @mintamintathings @maesterchill and @3lvendork

***

Summer began, and then it was my birthday, and Harry insisted we go out to celebrate even though it was during a full moon.

“It’s the first day. It won’t be as bad as the second,” he said. When I gave him my most sceptical frown, he went on. “I’ll take my regular Wolfsbane. Come on, I want to take you to the pub.”

It was a very Gryffindor-type celebration: all our friends at The Leaky, mixing like oil and water if you shook them together really hard. It was very sweet of him to put it all together. Blaise and Pansy came. So did Theo and Greg and Daphne. I was surprised at how many of Harry’s friends came as well: Ginevra, Longbottom, Lovegood, Finnigan and Thomas. I wondered if he had bribed them with an offer of free drinks, but Potter only bought his own and mine.

And though he tried to act like he felt okay, I could see that it was wearing on him as the evening turned to night. He laughed at the story Finnigan told, his friend gesticulating so wildly his pint sloshed and Thomas reached out a calming hand with a murmured, “Alright, love, they get it.” But I saw the pallor, so unnatural looking on him. I saw the strain in him, his eyes tired, haunted even.

After a couple pints, I got him a peppermint tea instead, and he gave me a grateful nod, that hang-dog expression passing over his face. I took his hand, kissed his knuckles. “I’ve had a good birthday. Why don’t we get you home now?”

He’d insisted on staying a bit longer. I finally got him to make his way toward the Floo sometime a little before midnight. But when I stumbled into Grimmauld after him, it was to find him still on the floor.

“Sweetheart,” I gasped, dropping to my knees beside him. “Do you need to go to Mungo’s? Should I ring someone?”

“No,” he said weakly. “No, this is what happens. I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry, you dickhead.”

He gave a fatigued laugh. “Can you just side-along me to bed, please?”

“Of course,” I said, my hand soft over his brow.

I got him to his bed, and he let me take off his shoes.

���That’s good,” he said, curling under the covers in the remainder of his clothes.

“What do you need?” I asked, hurting for him, that he overextended for me when I didn’t need him to.

“You,” he said, lips barely clearing his blankets. “Hold me?”

The sweet innocence of the request nearly knocked me off my feet. I ditched my own shoes, crawled into the bed behind him, and I wrapped him as best I could in my arms.

“Happy birthday,” he said miserably, ironically, and I squeezed him gently close.

I waited until I was sure he was asleep to answer. “Oh Harry. You have no idea.”

[roseharpermaxwell]

NottPott Recs

NottPott is my favorite Dramione side pairing. There's something very endearing about Harry and Theo together. Credit to @olivieblake for the introduction to this pairing, which features in many of her works. One of my favorites is a chapter in Amortentia called Brick. It's not necessarily the typical Dramione characterization of Theo, but it's very compelling.

I'm such a huge fan of Theo as a canon character who is essentially a blank canvas! I have a specific favorite flavor of him: the self-deprecating, snarky, good friend, which seems unique to Dramione. It’s a little difficult to just sort for those types of NottPott fics in Ao3, because not all stories have the same vibe/dynamic.

I’ve listed lots of Dramione fics where NottPott show up as a side pairing at the end, but here are some main courses:

The Blowjob Negotiation by Frumpologist. M, 1.1k. Harry is working late (again), and Theo is annoyed because he had the perfect evening planned. (A blowjob—he wanted to give Harry a blowjob).

figure it out by @ambpersand. E, 1.1k. Theodore Nott was about to come in his trousers.

Yes, Easy Question by macxboyle. T, 1.1k. Because what began as an innocent crush on the quiet cursebreaker who so frequently consults on Harry's investigations has worn itself into the sort of bone-deep longing that makes itself known during those calm hours between middle of the night and first thing in the morning.

Those calm hours when Harry finds himself very much awake and very much thinking of Theodore Nott.

The smirk before he says something clever. The ink stains on his fingertips. The lilt of his brogue. The dimples.

Those fucking dimples.

Worse Things by @indreamsink. T, 1.3k. Only for Harry Potter would Theo willingly ride in a Muggle vehicle.

In Finding You, I Found Myself by @caitlincheri28. T, 1.3k. Harry Potter has always been lost. He has always felt like he's stumbling around in the dark. Will he ever find the light switch?

Round and Fluffy by @caitybellfics. M, 1.5k. Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter arrive at the DMLE to retrieve their spouses.

In My Blood by WritingFicariously. T, 1.6k. The war is over but Harry Potter still suffers with nightmares that plague him night after night. A new Auror partner helps, but so does the process of being inked, of having his loved ones immortalized on his skin and in his veins.

Flyboys by @misdemeanor1331. G, 1.7k. Harry gets arrested, Theo bails him out, and a bigot’s life is ruined.

The Not-Birthday Party by @faeorabel. G, 2.8k. Harry freaks out when he realises he didn't know Theo's birthday was coming up. Draco helps him come up with a plan for a surprise party, never letting him in on the fact it's not actually Theo's birthday.

Rendezvous Receipts by @mightbewriting. G, 3k. Harry wasn’t sure Theo had looked at the front of the class a single time since the lesson had begun. His entire focus, and a substantial amount of his quite overwhelming charm, seemed centered exclusively on Harry.

Pub Crawl by In_Dreams. M, 3k. Three Animagi walk into a bar; Harry Potter is over this shit.

The Quest for Potter’s Pants by @frumpologist. T, 3.4k. As a dare during their 8th year, Theo has to take polyjuice and infiltrate the Gryffindor common room and return with Harry Potter's trunks. But as the night turns to dawn, Theo learns the truth about what it's been like for Harry and the even harder truth that he might want more from the Golden Boy than just his trunks.

Apprehending the Auror by @dumbledoodlewriting. M, 3.8k. When Alaric Hardwood turned out to be Nott who he seemed, Harry Potter thought he was going to have an aneurysm. Or a wank. Or both.

be my good boy by @korabethart. E, 4.2k. Harry’s breath quickened, and his pulse thrummed in his ears as Theo looked him over. They’d been intimate before but tonight was different. Tonight, there was a promise of something more. Harry was ready to give it all.

Yes, Chef by @whimsymanaged. M, 4.5k. When Harry joined Yes, Chef! to prove himself as the best cook of the season, he didn't expect to win the biggest prize of all.

Prom Kings by @scullymurphy. M, 4.6k. “Empty again,” Harry said as Nott cut the engine. He took a moment to wonder what exactly they were doing here, glancing over at Theo’s profile, his heart racing.

Theo Nott. He was alone in a dark, private lookout with Theo Nott. Beautiful, eccentric, sardonic, gay-as-fuck Theo.

Part of him was fucking thrilled. Part of him was terrified. Everyone knew about Theo, but Harry wondered if Theo knew about him.

Theo shifted and turned to Harry. “Well.” His brow went up. “You want to get high?"

A Gryffindor Party by @crochetawayhpff. E, 5k. Theo and his friends attend a party hosted by the Gryffindors and discover that perhaps all the animosity over the years was really sexual tension all along.

Proper Pronunciation by @heyjude19-writing. E, 5.9k. Theo’s request for assistance with a cursed heirloom bounces from the Cursed Artefacts Office to Magical Law Enforcement.

Because the Ministry employs exactly one Auror fluent in Parseltongue.

And now Harry Potter is standing in Theo’s study, speaking harsh sounds at a jewelry box encrusted with emerald serpents.

Pleasure in the Prefect’s Bathroom by serpent_and_sage. E, 6k (more than just NottPott going on here, lol) A late night trip to the Prefect's bathroom with four wizards ends well for Hermione Granger.

Miraculous by @ravenpuff-love. M, 6.3k. It starts with a memo, it ends with a baby. . .

Hail the Conquering Hero by frumpologist. T, 6.6k. Theo’s fascination with Potter started during the second task of the Twi-Wizard Tournament. It survived through the Ministry invasion of Hogwarts, the death of their beloved Headmaster, and the fall of the Dark Lord. They’d won—almost. *this one's a gutpunch and has an untagged (to not spoil the ending) heavy plot point; feel free to message me if you want spoiled.

No Expectations by In_Dreams. M, 6.9k. To avoid attending Hermione's promotion dinner solo after a breakup, Harry agrees to a blind date for appearances only. But his resolve crumbles when his arranged date is the disdainfully gorgeous Theo Nott.

Just Gryffindor Enough by In_Dreams. M, 7k. After being assigned to a class project with Harry Potter, Theo's life takes an unexpected turn that he isn't certain he cares for. But he doesn't exactly dislike it, either.

With Every Single Word by @caitlincheri. E, 7k. After the war, Harry is lost and directionless. It only takes falling in love and running away to discover that what he's searching for is right back where he started.

I WANNA SEE SOME ARSE by @the-francakes. E, 10k. Harry Potter has a beautiful arse. Round and plump. Made of pure muscle and just enough fat that it'll probably give a lovely jiggle if you spank it. It’s like a peach that bounces with each step; a bruise would be both a shame and delight.

Theo is sure he’s about to drown in the amount of drool in his mouth that he can’t swallow down fast enough. And he’s a good swallower. He’s been told that multiple times.

“You and Potter will be rooming together,” Draco says, slapping the hotel key into Theo’s chest.

Theo chokes on his spit. “What…fuck? Why!?”

Songbird by @thusatlas. E, 11k. Theo burned when he was hidden by shadows. It was simply a fact of his life. After all these years, after everything he had gone through, why did he find his light in the shadowed tomb of Azkaban?

Harry Potter: Cupcake Wars by justasnake. T, 11.8k. Following the Second Wizarding War, the cast of Harry Potter competes on the Food Network show Cupcake Wars, for vague reasons about unity and reconciliation. It's pretty silly.

Shine a Light by @canttouchthis87. M, 12.6k. Harry’s life is unrecognizable, a long forgotten painting that’s slowly been chipped away. But lost in the thicket of shadows, it can be hard to see the light.

Moonbeams and Heartbeats by @malfoysraven and @noxsoulmate. G, 15.8k. After owning and running her own coffee shop for a few years, Luna has had the pleasure of interacting with a wide range of personalities. Even when famous musicians started coming in because of Twin Weasley Records opening a new branch nearby, she didn’t bat an eye. After so long working with the public she feels like she can read people pretty well by now, maybe even see when there’s a connection between them. And never had she been so sure than when she witnessed the first meeting between indie singer Theo Nott and internationally renowned singer Harry Potter. Ever since their first interaction, Luna had a feeling these two could be a perfect match. Now if only the two parties involved could get with the program.

NottPott Chronicles series by @amarillis39 and @missmrah (art and fic collabs). T-E, 27k. A series of moments from Theo and Harry’s lives as they learn to navigate their relationship, deal with their demons or just simply revel in each other’s company.

Lethal Combination by olivieblake. M, 28k. It occurred to Harry that Theo Nott was something of a rarity; a prince among fakes, or a fake among princes. He was definitely also a liar, though Harry didn't know what kind. He figured he was about to find out. Nottpott, modern university AU.

I’m not a huge self-rec person, but my love for this pairing emboldens me, so I wrote one as well: Chaperones (M, 5.5k, with a side of Dramione). "I'm going to court Granger," Draco said around a mouthful of toothpaste. He spat into their sink and rinsed his mouth, leaning against the doorframe with a casual air that belied the enormity of such a statement. "We need you to be our chaperone."

Theo closed his astronomy textbook, using a thumb to hold his place. "I'm sorry, what?"

Draco nodded, as though he'd expected disbelief. "Courting Granger. That's something I'm doing now."

Multiple Pairings/Triads:

Someone Else by Maurauve. G, 2.8k. (Also present: Ginny/Harry, Blaisy/Ginny).

Closer by @shayalonnie. E, 7.9k. (NottPott, Haphne, Harry/Theo/Daphne).

Unraveling a Nott by WritingFicariously. T, 15k. (Theomione, NottPott, Dramione, Hermione/Oliver).

Divination for Skeptics by olivieblake. M, 98k. (multiple pairings).

Modern Romance by olivieblake (multiple pairings). E, 280k.

How to Win Friends and Influence People by olivieblake. M, 386k. M (multiple pairings).

Drabbles:

Truth Serum by mightbewriting. E, 478 words.

Parseltongue by HeyJude19. E, 498 words.

The Alcove by @wish123dramione. T, 567 words.

Hot Chocolate by GhostIsReading. 598 words.

Serendipity by @sunflower-swan G, 630 words.

Christmas Traditions by @sophhao3. G, 697 words.

Secrets and Mistletoe by @notamugglemiss. T, 800 words.

Alone Together by happy_valley. 805 words.

Last Drabble Writer Standing NottPott drabble collection

NottPott side pairings, all with main pairing Dramione unless noted:

It Ended with Fanfiction by Frumpologist. M, 1.1k

Some things, however by Frumpologist. T, 1.2k

Faith by @kyonomiko. T, 2.3k

Proper Party Etiquette by @ladykenz347. E, 3.5k

Rendezvous Interrupted by BoredRavenvlaw620. M, 4.2k.

Apples With Benefits by Frumpologist. E, 4.3k (main pairing: Sirmione)

SPF50 by @purplesugarquills. T, 4.4k

Loving Her Was Green by @niffizzle. E, 4.9k

Liquid Courage by In_Dreams. M, 5k

Dare to Dream by @dreamsofdramione. E, 5.4k (main pairing: Jamione)

The One Where Hermione Finds Out by Maira. M, 5.4k.

An Inconvenient Flutter by niffizzle. T, 6.4k

There and Back Again by Frumpologist. M, 6.5k

Lead Me Straight Back Home by me, again. E, 7.8k

Phoenix by @kedavranox. E, 9.2k (NottPott, Harry/Blaise, Seamus/Harry, main pairing of Drarry).

The Start of Forever by In_Dreams. M, 9.3k

Riptide by @acciomjolnir. M, 11k

The First Rule of Fight Club… by LadyKenz347. M, 15k

Stag by In_Dreams. M, 16k

Snowy-Peaked Promises by In_Dreams. E, 16k

Every Little Thing She Does (Is Magic) by @monsterleadmehome. E, 18k

Penance by Frumpologist. M, 19k

Tea and Necromancy by @saveourskinship. M, 40k

Never in Heart by In_Dreams. E, 47k

Safe Home by khakis. E, 57k.

Waifs and Strays by kyonomiko. M, 118k.

Adrift by In_Dreams. E, 177k

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they get lost (come find yourself)

Between being the Boy Who Lived and the Chosen One's Chosen One, and being just Harry and just Ginny, they get lost. The press seems to know everything about them (in truth they know nothing): each kiss is "reckless behavior," holding hands when exiting pubs are "shameful displays of affection," and giving lost strangers of the opposite sex directions on snowy evenings translates to "cheating on his/her partners."

Mostly, they laugh it off. sometimes, they fight. their fights are heated to say the least; accusations are spat, past mistakes brought up and there is shameless ridiculing. but in the aftermath, they reach for each other, needing warmth, strength, and relishing in the fact that they're alive, that they're able to fight. when they make love on those nights (they never fuck on those nights, no), they look into each others' eyes, whispering i love you, i love you, i love you.

on one such night, when their fight has become a dream you can't recall, ginny says, "let's go somewhere. somewhere we can be who we truly are." harry is still catching his breath, he says, "what d'you mean, 'somehwere we can be who we truly are'?"

she doesn't respond for a long time, like she doesn't know the answer, then she says, "where I don't have to drop your hand when I see a reporter. somewhere we can kiss without having that printed in the Prophet the next day." she pushes herself onto her elbows, peering into his green eyes, she says, "take me somehwere where I can love you like I truly do: no charms to keep the house locked, no locking our Floo." he reaches to tuck a strand behind her small ear, "i'm sorry you have to put up with the press." 

"i love you, i love you, i love you," she whispers over the scar that Voldemort's Killing Curse left on his chest a year ago.

/

a rusted key in his broad palm, ginny's calloused palm in his other hand, backpacks fitted across their shoulders. then they go spinning (oh boy do they go spinning.)

when the world shifts into view again, volterra is perched quaintly atop a green hill, looming over them, as if to say, "come find yourselves."

/

they rent a room in a white-washed hotel and the shuttered windows are painted green. theirs is a simple room: one master bed, a sunmica paneled closet and a low coffee table with two chairs in the wrought iron balcony. they dump their bags on the soft carpet beneath their feet, then harry crawls onto the middle of the bed on all fours. behind him, ginny has started a slow strip-tease.

/

the lady at the reception is an old widow. the skin at the corners of her milky blue eyes are puckered and her teeth are yellow. she warms upto them quickly, in spite of their shitty italian. she goes out of her way to arrange an english breakfast once in two weeks, runs her thick nails across shiny pamphlets to point out the tourist spots. the lady has a son who lazes in and about the place in cotton slacks and wears a blue cap front-to-back, like the skater boys on the poster in sirius' room. whenever they walk into the bright foyer, hand-in-hand, after one, two, three, sometimes four rounds of spectacular sex, harry sees the boy eyeing ginny. her bare legs and her toned arse and her flat stomach, and the faint outline of her bra through his shirt (turns out ginny packed no blouses of her own.)

when they visit a cathedral, their sweat drying on their skin in the coolness from the old stone walls, he tells ginny, "that bloke back at the hotel stares at you all the fucking time. i feel like fucking murdering him."

ginny laughs, low and breathy. she presses back to him, two lovers admiring the stained glass. she says, "very hypocritical of you harry potter. weren't you doing the exact same thing back in my fifth year?" harry breathes his yes onto the back of her pale, freckled neck.

"i still want to kill him."

she leans back further into him, rubbing her arse onto his crotch, "now, now, potter, would you really do something that sinful in a holy cathedral?"

"wouldn't dare."

 he dares, though, he more than dares to commit a sin. after dinner that night, he smuggles them inside that same, godforsaken, abandoned cathedral and he fucks her against the rugged walls, on the dust coated confessional, bent over the platform which was perhaps used as an altar back in time. her moans and shouts echo off the ancient stones.

spent, he asks her, "did you want to do this when you said you wanted to visit someplace."

"something like this, yes."

"are you happy?"

"i'm happy, very happy. but no where near satiated," she says, climbing on top of him.

"minx, minx, minx," he says.

"i love you."

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look at all those starter slots!! wouldn’t you love to fill them just in time for hidden’s second mini event?? i know i would if i were you. but then i would be writing with myself which.. nvm please come react to this for some starters !! below the cut will be some information about what my girls are doing, if they’re dressing up, if they’re really enjoying the faire, if they’re working, anything really! you all know i love to ramble!! but some quick rules, cause man do i love rules :) please specify who you want your starter for or else i will not complete the request !! i am also capping this at THREE requests per writer, just so i can write with everyone !! other than that, come click on through for details about my lovely angels !! 

ginny weasley || harry potter || 5/5

ginny is always down for something new, a new adventure, a new place to visit, what have you. she’s definitely gotten a lot of people on her tiktok fyp who are doing like renn faire outfit ideas, so she’s kinda excited to go to one here. she will be dressing up, but only because she was able to find a cute outfit with pants. you can find that here. she’s not here to work, just here to enjoy herself. you can most likely find her hanging around the smithy, the jousting competitions, axe throwing, and the pirate pub crawl! come hang out !

hermione granger ( swan )

fred weasley ( marie )

bill weasley ( annie )

molly weasley ii ( chany )

marcus flint ( j )

leia organa || star wars || 4/5

leia will most definitely be in attendance, and in full costume, which you can find here !! she thinks it’s important that she show face at any major gathering the city has, to be a face amongst the crowd so that people do not feel as though she is some higher being that is never around. she will especially be there, having fun with her family since a certain someone will not be in attendance. you can find her perusing the shops, attempting to pull excalibur from the stone, watching the performers and joining in on some of the dances! stop by and say hello!

isabelle lightwood ( swan )

padme amidala ( marie )

obi wan kenobi ( salsa )

ben solo ( jodie )

marlene mckinnon || hp : marauders era || 4/5

marlene will not be dressing up for this, those outfits look itchy and uncomfortable. you can find what she will be wearing, a normal outfit for her, here ! she will be enjoying some of the faire, mainly here to follow only with the pirates, maybe check out the mermaids and definitely figure out where people are getting those giant turkey legs. once the pub crawl is through.. she will definitely be trying her hand at some sword fighting, or maybe axe throwing. something that seems more exciting than just wandering around! but you should come hang out and enjoy her chaos! 

gwen stacey ( websncardigans )

alastor moody ( salsa )

felicity mckinnon ( j )

sirius black ( jodie )

omega archeron || sw : the bad batch || 4/5

omega has put on a nice flower dress and that’s about as much dressing up as you’re going to get from her, you can find that outfit here !! despite not being into the dress up aspect of the faire, omega is genuinely excited for this. she will probably go once or twice, mainly cause it’s an excuse to actively train with her bow. she’ll be down at the archery fields, maybe checking out some shops before ditching the hot outside air for something air conditioned and selling coffee outside of the faire grounds. feel free to join her in that escape!

evie grimhilde ( char )

stiles stilinski ( sam )

sion val palpatine ( alex )

gir ( mia )

pj halliwell || charmed ‘98 || 4/5

pj is thriving !!!! she is so so excited. she was debating opening her own flower stall, but figured someone else would’ve beaten her to it, so instead she will be living her best life at this faire dressed as a fairy, going around and doing little magic displays and handing out flowers. she is here to make everyone’s days a little bit more magical so come hang out and get a little bit of magic !! she’s definitely having fun going to all the stalls, joining in on the dances and having just too much fun, please let her give some of that excitement to you!

martin blackwood ( ollie )

nie mingjue ( kasey )

eddie kaspbrak  ( salsa )

parker halliwell ( jodie )

rowena ravenclaw || hp : founders era || 4/5

rowena has been breathing a sigh of relief friends. finally people are dressed normally, for her, she can put on a dress that she is most comfortable with and is just happy to not feel out of place doing it. i won’t lie, she’s being a little annoying, pointing out historical inaccuracies and making comments that certain things wouldn’t have existed at that time, but she’s trying to not do it tooooo much. she will be spending some time at these potion stands, wondering just what someone without magic is claiming as a potion. will definitely be watching some of the jousting though, just for a little bit of something fun and exciting, but mainly she’s just enjoying the atmosphere of the faire! 

zhongli ( sunny )

albus dumbledore ( britt )

salazar slytherin ( j )

aloth corfiser ( mia )

sella palpatine || star wars || 5/5

this is so cute and a great excuse to get out of work! she has rented a costume, which you can take a peek at here! honestly, this is just such a nice distraction from everything she’s been dealing with outside of work, all of the stress she’s been going through, she is excited to just cut loose a little and have fun in a nice dress! she will be around hanging out at some of the shops, taking part in the dancing, trying to win some of the prizes, maybe contemplating getting a job as a mermaid!

noah czerny ( ollie )

han solo ( marie )

allana solo ( kasey )

claire novak ( char )

silco ( alex )

sophie hatter || howl’s moving castle || 3/5

another one of my babes who is highkey relieved for some clothes that feel far more within their comfort zone. honestly, if sophie could wear what they’re wearing to the faire every day, they would be very happy. they are currently running ‘sophie’s hattery and flower stall’ where you can find any and all beautiful hats to complete and outfit, or some flowers to make your day just a little brighter and smell a little sweeter! they will be dragged to enjoy some more of the faire by someone running a potion shop across the way, so if you see them out and about, just know she is probably looking for her way back to the stall, but you are more than welcome to grab her and make sure she enjoys the festival and doesn’t just exist to work.

wednesday addams ( britt )

elosie bridgerton ( annie )

asmodeus alice ( mia )

suki || avatar the last airbender || 3/5

honestly, suki is kinda just here to see what all the fuss is about and then probably dip. she definitely is not dressing up, and is looking like she does on most days off. but if you see her around, feel free to come hang out, maybe convince her to stay around for longer. she will probably stay to watch a joust, or try out some of the sword fighting, but really that’s about it. but come hang out while she’s still around in the faire grounds !!

katara ( swan )

kyoshi ( sunny )

ty lee ( kasey )

tatum riley || scream ‘96 || 4/5

tatum is not really dressing up, but she is telling everyone she did. wearing a cute dress with a corset top is a good outfit right?? please come tell her it’s a good fit, she really did not think she was going to go to this until like a day before and decided ‘fuck it might as well.’ she’s probably going to just be hanging around the shops, maybe get a cute flower on her cheek, or be very concerned about the sword swallowers. either way, she’s here to just kinda check it out and see what the faire has to offer!

lumine ( kasey )

anne shirley cuthbert ( britt )

eddie munson ( sam )

peter ballard ( alex )

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Hole to Feed 

Harry Potter meets The Menu| Explicit | Draco/Harry| 34k 

Draco tunes them all out, watching as they fly through the water, when familiarity on his glass catches his eyes. The writing – because it’s writing, he realises, when he brings the glass closer – is barely there, blink and you’d miss it. But he would never miss it: the writing is in his dreams, under his fingernails, in his blood. It’s runes.

OR

The Malfoy-Black Foundation is celebrating its 25th anniversary. But why does the whole staff consist of Hogwarts graduates? And why does Chef Evans seem familiar?

Harry Potter meets The Menu (2022)

here as I am

Stranger Things| Mature| Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson | 5.8k

He was always good at holding his desires back, hauling them behind a fence of his ribcage. They try to crawl through the bones, but they get buried underneath, in the soil of Steve’s body. Releasing them feels too selfish and his ribs have held his heart intact for so long he doesn’t remember how to react on the impulse.

or

Four years after their last meeting, Steve goes with Robin and the kids to a music festival not knowing who's the headliner (it's Eddie.)

We Will Fill the Cracks Together

Harry Potter | Mature | Sirus/Remus | 23k

Remus works in a library and at his parents pub in a small, Welsh town.

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Waiting Words

Harry Potter | Explicit | Sirus/Remus | 19k

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Newspaper Blues

The Witcher | Explicit | Jaskier/Geralt | 21k

Working in the industry as a music journalist is tough, more so if your co-worker is one of the most famous journalists himself, is handsome and asks you for a favour.

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And that's what he will do. When he gets all the clues. Or if.

Don’t You Know?

Harry Potter | Teen | Draco/Harry | 19k

Harry just wants a case that isn't filled with politics, Daily Prophet's journalists, and all the stuff that includes taking photographs (of him) and interviews (of, also, him). He wants to show that he is a good Auror, that this line of work is where he is supposed to be. He begs for a new case, something with less press. He gets one. What he also gets is one curse breaker, and apparent fairy expert, Draco Malfoy.

fire in your soul

Harry Potter | Explicit | Sirus/Remus | 40k

Remus would love to be calm about Saturday mornings like this one; him on the couch, drinking his perfectly made coffee, eating omelette that Sirius made and listening to the sexual exploits of the man he has been in love with for the better part of his life. He is fine. (He has a pillow, a big and fluffy one, that covers his entire face and perfectly mutes all sounds. He will use it to scream into it, in anguish; until his throat is raw, until the only words he can speak are whispers, until his heart will stop bleeding for a second, until his bones aren’t hollow and aren’t filled with the sheer pain of existence. He has done this before and will do it again. He is, in fact, not fine)

Remus Lupin, in love with Sirius for years, finally snaps. After an argument he decides to leave everything behind and travel the world with a botanist, Theodora Allen, as her secretary slash researcher slash helper. He realizes that there's more to life than he ever thought and maybe, in fact, people can change for the better.

The Gods Among Us

Hades | Teen | Zagreus/Thanatos | 3k

Time passess. Thanatos never knows how much of it, he’s never sure, he never has checked. But if there’s one thing that work has taught him is that, with time, things change.

A little character study of Thanatos, stretched throughout the game.

Sober

Bond | Teen | James Bond/Q | under 1k

Q is too sober for this mission.

Whistle

The Witcher | Teen | Jaskier/Geralt | under 1k

“Well, thank you Jaskier for saving my life!” He says, half mockingly and half absolutely not, as he tries to stand up from the ground. His foot gets caught in something and he prays to gods its not some poor fellows bones.

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[startanewdream]

Godfather duty

Summary: When James is surprised by Sirius and Harry coming home drunk four in the morning, he questions himself when he got too old for that.

For @theblueocean 

Part of the Jily Lives AU

Rated M for mentions of underage drinking and some swearing.

Read on AO3 with all the correct italics, or below the cut:

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His eyelids feel heavy, but James keeps writing. He is almost finishing the first draft of the article for Transfiguration Today; it's due Sunday and he still has five days to finish it, but James is really anxious for presenting it. It's not his first paper for that magazine, but his article will be the headline this time, and he promised himself he would send them in advance as much as he could - and he still needs to send it to Minerva for her to read and review.

It feels a lot like he is back in school doing essays, but James doesn't remember being that excited back at Hogwarts - well, not about homework anyway.

He puts the final dot and lets the quill rest, satisfied. He will proofread in the morning, maybe even rewrite altogether from a different perspective, but it's done and it's a competent article, he knows.

Human transfiguration was always a point of interest to him.

He raises, stretching up and looking at his watch. It's past four in the morning already; he really lost track of time. He remembers Lily calling him to go to bed - and then he promised her he would go in a minute, which he clearly forgot.

He suppresses a yawn as he leaves the library, thinking only of sinking on his bed when he hears a sound coming from the front porch.

All his sleepiness is gone instantly, and he turns with his wand already raised, alarmed and with his instincts screaming even though it’s been months since the war ended; someone is turning the doorknob. The spell is almost leaving his lips when the door opens wide and he sees Harry's joyful face.

Harry is not alone; Sirius is with him, their arms around each other in a brotherly gesture and for a moment James has a flashback of himself with Sirius with that same easiness, both of them beaming happily and goofy; it's a memory of twenty years ago, of a night they went around Muggle London joining a pub crawl that ended up with James' mother finding them passed out in the middle of the Potter’s living room in Godric’s Hollows.

A lot of things happened that night - a flight from the Muggle police when they tried to climb Cleopatra’s Needle, an attempt to perform a serenade to Lily only to realize they were on the wrong street and throwing eggs at Grimmauld Place number twelve - but what he remembers clearer is the smell of the alcohol on him as he woke up next morning - and then the taste of it all as he threw it all up.

And right now Sirius and Harry have that same smell of cheap whiskey mixed with beer.

James blinks, confused. As far as he thought, Harry had been back from work hours ago - James was sure Harry had been sleeping on his bed right now.

It’s evident he was wrong.

‘Hi, Prongs’, Sirius says, grinning from ear-to-ear, sounding much steadier than James would have guessed from the smell coming from them. ‘Care to let us in?’

'What's going on?', James asks, worried, stepping aside to let them enter. Both of them are stumbling, but James has the impression that Sirius is supporting Harry more than the opposite.

For some reason his question makes them look at each other.

'What I said?', Sirius asks Harry as if they are sharing some old joke. Harry lets out of one of his rare carefree giggles. 'What d'you think we are doing, dear Prongs?'

'Coming home drunk in the middle of the night?’

‘Chill out, Dad’, Harry says, winking at him.

Chill out?

‘It’s four in the morning of a Tuesday - I thought you were home already!’

‘I had to work late’, Harry answers immediately, grinning. Sirius takes him to the living room, trying to help him on the couch, but Harry slides to the floor, falling on the carpet.

‘On a bar?’

‘It’s for work’, Harry insists, eyes open as if that was obvious. 

‘It was a very important mission’, Sirius agrees. ‘Stealth. Mixing with locals. Spying on people’.

‘Oh, were there Death Eaters on that bar?’, James asks, rolling his eyes.

‘It could have been! Harry needs to know how to handle his alcohol!’

Harry giggles.

‘I handle it very well’, he says proudly, clapping his hands. ‘Tell him, Sirius’.

‘He won us money on darts. He even closed his eyes for the last shot. You would be proud!’

‘That you were letting my barely out-of-age kid bet on games?’

Sirius rolls his eyes.

‘Everything was under control, he won. Stop worrying, I was on godfather duty tonight -’

‘Between a drink and another, you mean?’

‘ - and I brought him home, right?’

‘Speaking of that’, James raises his eyebrows, now sounding openly reproachful. ‘How did you come home? Don’t tell me you drank and apparated’.

‘I would never!’

‘Or that motorbike - if you came here flying, I swear I will -’

‘Relax, Dad!’, Harry intervenes, now raising on a jump, ignoring how he tumbles in the process. ‘We got a cab. Eeeeeeverything under control’.

James watches his son go to the cabinet in the room, searching for something until he takes out a feather to doodle something on a parchment, not realizing it’s a grocery list.

‘I see the control’, he says dryly. ‘What are you doing, Harry?’

‘I am making a howler’.

‘What? What for?’

‘To howl, duh - hey!’, he turns to Sirius, his eyes sparkling madly. ‘Remus never sends letters - he only sends howlers!’

Sirius chuckles. ‘I howl too! Owoooooo!’

‘Hey, hey, you are going to wake up Lily!’

‘And?’

‘And maybe you don’t want her to see what you did to Harry - Harry, stop that, you are not sending anyone a howler’.

‘I have to tell Ginny I love her!’

‘She already knows, I am sure, you’ve told her’.

‘But I never yelled it!’

‘And she loves you more because of that, come on, give me that letter’.

‘I knew he wouldn’t let you send it’, Sirius says, his voice now smug. ‘Prongsie is old’.

James rolls his eyes.

‘Same age as you, Pads’, he remembers distantly, taking the letter from Harry, though now he realizes he didn’t need to worry. Harry’s letter is unintelligible and he doubts he could cast the spell to turn into a howler.

Harry pouts.

‘Sirius is right, you are square’.

‘What?’

‘We can never have fun’.

‘And you are so serious - more than me, haha!’, Sirius adds, now laying down lazily on the couch, his legs spread. James is about to complain that his shoes are all muddy and Sirius should take them out, but he stops.

Oh, Merlin, he is really getting a bit square, isn’t he?

‘I can be fun’, he stresses, making Sirius let out one of his bark laughs.

‘Yeah, years ago. Before you were a dad - no offence, Harry’.

Harry doesn’t seem to have heard him, which James considers a shame. Harry would surely defend him - he was a cool dad to Harry.

No, he is still a cool dad. The kind that Harry can feel at will to talk about anything, that supports Harry and that is always there for him.

Except that Harry didn’t tell him about working late tonight or going to a bar. Except Harry and Sirius didn’t ask for his company.

And if they did - he thinks of the paper he just finished and how excited he was for it.

He would have said no.

That’s not very cool of him.

‘I will take a flight!’, Harry declares, his eyes shining with this idea and for once James doesn’t feel satisfied with the mischievousness in him.

‘No drinking and flying’, James says sternly, and he decides that he will have to remain uncool for a little longer. ‘You - you stay here! Sirius - watch him. Better than you did so far, I mean’.

Sirius grimaces, evidently annoyed, but he sits next to Harry, who is now mumbling something incomprehensible, though Sirius seems to be listening to him with attention. James leaves them in the living room, locking the door behind him just in case, and goes to Lily’s office hoping she has stored a Hangover Potion. He is in no luck, of course; it’s been years since he and Lily even needed one - James believes it comes with the age knowing when to stop - and there was nothing in Harry’s latest behaviour that showed them they would need it.

For a second James almost considers waking up Lily, knowing she would make the potion in minutes, but he doesn’t want her to see the mess Harry is right now; it’s far better she hears it later than witnessing first hand. He grabs a small cauldron and the ingredients he will need and returns to the living room.

In the few minutes he was out, Harry and Sirius managed to make things strangely worse. There is snow in the room, that he sees Sirius casting from his wand; Harry is perfectly still, the snow making a sort of white hat on his head, his arms wide open and also covered in snow.

‘What -’, James tries to ask, but he just blinks at the weirdness on the scene.

‘Shhhh’, Sirius says, a finger on his lips. ‘Don’t distract him!’

‘What is Harry doing?’

‘Isn’t it obvious? Disguise training! He is a snowman!’

‘He is missing a carrot nose’, James notes, grimacing, and that makes Sirius turn his wand to Harry’s face. ‘I am joking!’

It’s too late; there is a flash of light and then there is a carrot on Harry’s face, replacing his nose.

‘Sirius!’, Harry complains, raising his hand to touch his new nose. His voice is muffled. ‘I can’t have a nose this big! How can I snog Ginny now?’

‘That’s your concern?’, James asks, half-amused, now taking out Sirius’ wand to make sure he doesn’t cast any more magic.

‘I will poke her in the eye!’, Harry says, moping, scratching the tip of his pointy nose thoughtfully.

‘I will transform you back as soon as you drink this potion, now lay still’. Harry sighs, sitting on the couch. Sirius sits next to him, patching him in the back as if he weren’t the one that turned Harry’s nose into a carrot in the first place.

‘Your nose matches her hair’, he says bracingly. ‘You will look beautiful together’.

‘I am not sure this is much comfort, Padfoot’, James notes, placing the cauldron in the fireplace and starting to throw in the ingredients. He could add something for the taste, but he believes the bitterness helps build character.

‘Well, I got him quiet, didn’t I?’, Sirius asks, pointing at Harry who is now sitting on the couch, still playing with his carrot nose.

‘You could have messed up so badly’.

‘I am not that drunk - I watched over your kid, no matter what you think of me’.

James shakes his head.

‘Letting him drink that much? He barely can stand - what if someone -’

‘The war is over, James’, Sirius tells him, sounding much grim now. ‘And like I said, I was there. Me, half-a-dozen junior Aurors and some seniors too’.

‘Unless any Death Eater threat would be a challenge to a drinking contest, I don’t think it would make much difference’.

‘Oh, Merlin’. Sirius sighs, walking to the drink cabinet and opening it to take a bottle of firewhiskey. ‘Here, drink this’.

‘What?’

‘You are sober, I hate talking to sober people when I am pissed. Sober people are boring’.

‘I am not boring’, James complains, pushing away the bottle that Sirius extends in his direction. ‘And I am past the age of being forced to drink to look cool’.

‘Then drink because it’s nice!’, Sirius says forcefully now. ‘Drink because you are alive! Drink because you are happy! Drink because for the first time in his life your son is properly pissed!’

‘That’s not a reason -’

‘That’s enough reason! He is eighteen! What age were we when we first got pissed?’

‘Seventeen’. Sirius raises his eyebrows, waiting for him, and James flushes, turning his attention to the cauldron. The potion is almost over. ‘Fine, fifteen - but it didn’t count, we weren’t thinking straight then’.

‘Yeah. Our first transformation’, Sirius remembers, but there is something heavy on his voice now.

‘What is the problem, Padfoot?’

‘Nothing’. 

That makes James stop. He takes the cauldron out of the fire, to let the potion cool down, and turns to Sirius, watching him. Sirius’ eyes are watery as he always gets when he drinks, but he sustains James’ look for a surprisingly full two minutes before he sighs.

‘Fine, you are the problem’.

‘Me? You take my son out for a drink without telling me, return home four in the morning and I am the problem?’

‘Look at what you are saying! He is of age! He was with his friends - and his very trustable godfather! He was having fun for once in his life, instead of living that responsible life you want for him’.

‘Responsible?’, James repeats, dumbfounded. Nobody had ever accused him of wanting to do the responsible thing. ‘I am just being his father’.

‘Well, maybe Harry doesn’t need his father anymore’.

There is a long pause after that. James blinks, once, twice, very slowly, trying to understand what Sirius means by that, and it’s only when he reaches for the drink cabinet to get a glass for the potion, that Sirius moves.

‘Shit - I didn’t mean like that - sorry, James, it’s not -’

‘No, I get it’, James says, his voice forcefully steady. ‘Harry wants the cool father figure that allows him everything - and, well, Sirius “what’s life without a little risk” Black is perfect for that’.

‘Don’t be absurd - that kid worships the ground you walk upon -’

‘And yet he was with you, not me. I get it. I am a father, not a friend’. He offers Sirius a full glass. ‘Drink this, you’ll feel better tomorrow’.

‘No, I deserve the hangover tomorrow, but that’s beside the point. It’s my fault’.

‘I don’t think you forced Harry to drink’, James notes dryly, sitting next to Harry to help him drink the potion. Harry seems to be in another world now, but he obliges to James’ help without questioning.

‘No, that was all on him - I mean it, he’d make you proud, he won a drinking contest with Thompson and he is twice Harry’s size - er, not helping, sorry’. Sirius sits on the other side of Harry. ‘He was going to tell you we’d be out for a drink. And I didn't let him'.

'Why? Why would you -'

'Because I thought you would overreact. Worry too much about him. Don't let him have any fun'.

'I would not -'

'And because I thought he'd ask you to come’.

James blinks. Between them, Harry lays his head on James' shoulder, now watching Sirius with mild curiosity.

‘I would ask’, he agrees, a note of pride in his voice. 

'Am I that bad company?', James asks in a low voice. Sirius shakes his head.

'Would you come with us?', he challenges. James keeps his gaze for a few seconds, but just like Sirius didn't lie for him before, he wouldn't dare speak anything but the truth.

'No, I had things to do today'.

'That article', Sirius scoffs. 'You don't talk about anything else'.

James frowns.

'It's really important - a chance of -'

'Getting yourself a name, I know, I know. But see -', his grey eyes are burning over James now, somewhat desperate. 'The Prongs I know would never care for reputation'.

'Sirius…'

'The Prongs I know would be honest with me'.

'I am - what are you -'

'I heard you and Kingsley, ok?', he blows off. 'Registering as an animagus? After all this time?'

There is another silence, broken only by the crackling fire.

'I was going to tell you', James says finally. 'I didn't think it was important - you don't have to register too -'

'That's not the point - you are breaking our trust -'

'It's just an entry on a list. It doesn’t change anything, I will keep our full moon nights -'

'When Remus has time, you mean?', he asks, sounding bitter now. 'He missed the last two, he'd rather stay home -'

'He has a kid now -'

'So do you and… you guys are getting old and responsible and too serious for me'.

'Nobody is more serious than you', James says, smiling at him, but Sirius just rolls his eyes and grabs the bottle of firewhiskey on the coffee table, taking a sip.

James extends his hand. Sirius raises one eyebrow, in disbelief, and his expression only relaxes a little when James takes a long sip of the firewhiskey. The drink burns his throat, infusing him with that weird dose of courage and a will to do something, but James just sighs.

'You are no less serious because of it', Sirius notes.

'I got serious - the war, the first one and then the second one and everything - and I think I forgot how to relax - but that doesn't mean… you are my brother, Sirius'.

'The annoying prettier baby brother?'

'You are older', James says, grinning, and after a second of hesitation, Sirius smiles too. 'You can invite me - I mean, we can do things together. Even if it sounds - or is - stupid'.

'Things together like… registering our animagus form?'

James rests against the couch, and Harry moves his head to rest more comfortably on his shoulders; James thinks he will sleep soon.

'You don't need to do it too - Kingsley already knows about you and he is the bloody Minister of Magic, isn't he? This was not about doing the responsible thing'.

'Then why -'

'I want the credit'. James presses his lips, before admitting something he didn't even share with Lily yet. 'I talked to Minerva - if I get back to my studies, get enough recommendation to be approved by the board, I could get her position'.

Sirius blinks, startled.

'Her position? You mean -'

'Transfiguration professor, yeah'.

He looks away now, feeling somewhat embarrassed. It had never really been an ambition - teaching was much more something Remus had always wanted to do than him; James had been glad to focus on his studies and develop new theories of transfiguration until then. 

But ever since Minerva had vented that possibility to him a few weeks after the end of the war, when they were repairing one of the halls destroyed in the battle, that thought had been on his mind. He wasn't in a rush, but the idea of getting back to Hogwarts, this time as a professor, watching other students learn from him as much as he had learned from Minerva McGonagall… he couldn't deny that idea had taken root in his mind.

James always teased her that he had been her favourite student, but the fact was that she was his favourite professor and there was some part of him that wanted to impress her and prove himself good enough to replace her someday.

He waits for Sirius' response, but there is only a silence that doesn't seem good.

'I know it's huge', James mumbles. 'There are others far more capacitated than me, I am starting now to -'

'Shut your mouth, Prongs', interrupts Sirius, and James turns to him. There is a grin on his face. 'Being humble never suited you'.

James laughs softly.

'I wasn’t trying to', he assures him.

'I thought - I thought you had wanted to do the right thing. You know, registering just because you wanted to follow the law, as if… as if you were ashamed of what we did illegally -'

'Now it's you who needs to shut up, Padfoot'. He takes another sip of the firewhiskey. ‘Animagus at age of fifteen? I’m damn proud of it. Also, that’s the only thing that I have done that’s cooler than half the stuff Harry got into’.

‘Yeah, I suppose it’s hard when your son is a bloody hero’.

Harry chooses that moment to start snoring loudly, which sends James and Sirius into a fit of laughter. James raises, careful to let Harry sleep on the couch, and Harry doesn’t look remotely close to waking up.

‘I am glad you took him out for a drink’, James says, taking out Harry’s glasses. ‘I was just jealous - it should have been me’.

‘I am sure there will be another occasion’, Sirius says dismissively. ‘He will probably forget every embarrassing thing he did, you know how that works’.

‘Oh, he embarrassed himself?’, James asks, a glint of fun on his eyes. Sirius smirks.

‘That happy giggling Harry you saw? Just the last stage. He was all cocky at first - that’s how we got into that darts bet’.

‘Harry? My son? Cocky?’

‘Oh, yeah, he reminded me a lot of you’, Sirius’ smirk increases. ‘He was strutting and all’.

‘Tell me you took pictures of it’.

‘I would never’, Sirius declares, though James isn’t sure he believes him this time. ‘And then he got very… honest’.

‘That doesn’t sound good for that stealth mission’.

Sirius shakes his head.

‘If he was spilling out Auror secrets I would be happier - no, instead I had to hear about the time he and Ginny -’

‘Nope, nope, I don’t want to know’.

‘Well, me neither, I won’t ever use your Invisibility Cloak again, you can be sure. But anyway - that’s why he got here so drunk. I decided vodka was the only way to shut him up properly’.

Sirius looks so satisfied with himself and his choices, that James knows what he has to do.

‘It’s late’, he says pleasantly. ‘Crash here tonight’.

‘Oh, I think I will - I am not fit to apparate’.

‘Let’s go upstairs then’.

‘And Harry?’

‘Oh, look at him. He is sleeping so well, he can stay here tonight’.

‘If you are sure’.

‘Yeah, yeah, everything will be fine’.

_________

James has slept barely four hours when he wakes up with Lily’s cry. He puts on his robe lazily, waiting a few minutes to go downstairs; when he passes Sirius’ room, the door is already opened.

Good.

He finds them all together in the toilet next to the kitchen, and by the sounds coming out of there, his Hangover Potion wasn’t very efficient.

‘We were working late, Lily’, Sirius is saying, sounding properly desperate. ‘And we went out for a drink -’

‘It was a Tuesday night! He has to work in one hour!’

‘So do I - but you see, I’m his boss, so everything is fine! Also, I don’t think any of the boys will show up -’

‘Perfect’, Lily interrupts him, her eyes sending daggers in Sirius’ direction. ‘Then you can take care of him’. She sees James. ‘Did you know about this?’

‘Me? I was working late on my text, you know’, he answers, yawning and looking very innocent.

Sirius waits until Lily is out for the kitchen to turn to James, his eyes narrowed.

‘You knew she would be mad. That’s why you told me to stick around’.

‘If I knew how my dear wife would react to knowing you got our son pissed? How could I?’

Sirius grimaces as there is another retching sound coming from the bathroom.

‘Oh, you better go there and don’t forget to keep Harry hydrated’.

‘Watch it’, Sirius says, but he goes into the bathroom anyway. ‘I won’t ever show you the pictures’.

James shrugs, undisturbed.

‘That’s fine. Next time Harry gets drunk, I will be there’.

‘I won’t ever ever ever drink again’, Harry moans, hugging the toilet seat now, his face sweaty.

‘Oh, kid, we’ve all been there’, Sirius sighs, flushing down the toilet and helping Harry raise.

James grins to himself, glad that Sirius is doing his godfather duty once again, and leaves them alone.