#james animagus form

[meakajamespotter]

Spotted: James and Regulus just greeting their lover

[itsriotmotherfuckers]

Now, I know that Remus’ patronus is a wolf (in cannon, I mean— I usually headcannon it as a massive dog) because he’s a werewolf, but I don’t think that that would be his animagus form. I also don’t think that Lily’s patronus being a doe makes her animagus form a doe, because that’s boring as all hell.

Personally, I think that Remus’ animagus form would be either a mouse or a sheep. A mouse because they’re incredibly clever, but also very kind, and I find it funny to think that the werewolf’s animagus form is one of the smallest mammals out there, also he kind of just reminds me of a mouse (plus, it would be sweet to see Peter not being the tiniest Marauder— I think that him not being the smallest would’ve prevented him from building resentment and then betraying them). A sheep just for the irony of a wolf in sheep’s clothing puns.

I think that Lily’s animagus form would be a mountain lion. They’re notoriously good mothers, they’re strong, they’re fast, but they’re pretty nice (by big cat standards). Also, I just think the gives off big cat vibes. She’s either a mountain lion or a lioness.

[weirdtinkerbellversion]

Dec 13. Prompt: Jail. Word count: 242 @jegulus-microfic

Regulus loved being an animagus. He found so much comfort and peace in transforming because despite maintaining full consciousness, his feline form’s brain felt quieter. On bad nights, when he couldn’t sleep or the nightmares were haunting him, he would turn into a small black cat and rest.

But Regulus loved using his cat form the most to comfort his friends and boyfriend (and his brother at times, but he’ll never admit he loves that). He sometimes curls up next to Remus after a full moon since his purrs calmed him. That’s how Sirius finds them in Remus’ bed and starts dramatically yelling, without much bite behind it, something about stealing my boyfriend and betrayal. When Sirius gets close to shoo him away, Regulus hisses at him and scratches him.

“Jaaamess. Come get your abusive boyfriend away from mine!”

At that, James gets off his bed and kneels next to Reggie so they’re face to face. 

“What did we say about attacking Sirius, huh?” he tries reprimanding him with a big smirk on his face.

Reg growls (as aggressively as a small cat can) and tries to swing at him.

James picks him up with one hand and holds him up high by his tummy.

“That’s it. Air jail for you until you start being nice to me again.”

“And apologize to me!” Sirius interjected.

The cat just meows disapprovingly and considers changing back into a human just to crush his boyfriend.

[daddiesdrarryy]

Regulus: Did you put on cologne earlier?

James: Er, yes, totally, I did. It smells great, right?

Regulus: What happened?

James: …I ate a candle

[forestdeath1]

Slytherin!Sirius x Bella AU vibe

[lionmythflower]

hc that all of the Skittles animagus' are cats (ill make a separate post explaining more) and theyre always hanging around james. And so everyone just assumes that cats love James but in reality it's just bc none of the Skittles (besides Pandora) would be caught dead cuddling w James while human

[coyotelip]

tell me there's any fic about regulus servive the cave, but he need to stay low, so he's coming to potter's in animagus form and living as their cat/some crow who's just always there/little rabbit in the garden, with whom harry likes to play.

[dnfrust]

No way they werent in the Forbidden Forest

[valoflunar]

Sirius turning into padfoot bc he’s told to act out a dog during a game of charades with the valkyries and the other marauders

[archiveofpiaandkathi]

If an Animagus dyes their hair, does that chance the fur, feather or skin colour of their animagus form too?

[prtfrmhrtbrn]

i had so many thoughts on this and tagged them ALL my LORD. this is so cute i think i may have cried! but in a nice way <3 a very nice way

OK but what if you're a baby animagus when you first do it and you need to grow into an adult form

[wingsmadeforflying]

Some Pads and cat Reg ft Smol James as a treat

Reg is grumpy and fluffy, Pads is takin a lil snooze

[justagirlobsessedwithwizards]

regulus black in animagus form will definitely knock things off of desks to get james’s attention

[deathnguts]

Ok but think about knowingly off putting little brother regulus and obliviously supportive older brother Sirius who still get along so Sirius excitedly introduces his wonderful brother to his friends and is just completely unaware of how regulus is purposefully freaking them out and much it’s working, like

Regulus: … your animagus form is a stag right?

James: how… how do you know that?

Regulus: I know a lot of things, is it a stag?

James: uh, yeah?

Regulus: cool. Have you shed your antlers yet?

James: … what 😀

Regulus: deer shed their antlers every year. It’s really gruesome, look *shows him a picture from a book* you should tell me how it feels when it happens.

James: 😟

-Later-

Sirius: isn’t he great? 😊

James, fidgeting with his head where his antlers are in his animagus form: yeah… yeah he’s something…

[mlekom3]

Omg whats the fic name???

Imagine regulus keeps encountering this weird ass deer,and eventually he starts talking with it and finds it relaxing to lay out his troubles to the deer.Meanwhile james is shitting himself from fear,realizing he's bisexual and overall confusion on why does he find his best mate's brother so damn atractive.

[ellecdc]

*chanting* One of Us

request from @redeyesthicthighs : I was thinking about a fox animagus… maybe a slytherin reader, in England red foxes can be seen as more of a pest & reader using the pest title as a way to get away with shit in her animagus form. maybe the boys don’t know it’s an animagus they are seeing high tailing it out of rooms after some disaster has struck but it’s happened now one too many times to be a coincidence

poly!prongsfoot x animagus!reader who is totally one of them [1.2k words]

CW: implied fem!reader, feeding laxatives to birds (is not cool, do not do this)

“Well,” Lily announced with a sigh as she sat down heavily beside Remus at the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall, across from James and Sirius, “your little pet was at it again.” 

“Now, that’s no way to talk about Pete, Evans.” Sirius chided, causing Peter to nearly choke on the bite he just took as he made to defend himself. 

“Not him, you sod.” She grumbled, though Sirius could see the ghost of the smirk she was working hard to fight off. “That pesky little fox you guys love so much.”

At this, both Sirius and James froze, the latter letting his fork fall from mid-air and the former placing his cup of pumpkin juice rather forcefully beside his plate.

“She was back!?” They chorused, causing Remus to snort.

“She? How do you know it’s a she?”

“Just a hunch.” James offered with a shrug whilst Sirius grilled Lily.

“Where? When?”

“Here we go…” Remus muttered. 

“The greenhouses. When I got to Herbology, Professor Sprout was chasing it-”

“-her-” James corrected.

“-her out of greenhouse three,” Lily continued, narrowing her eyes at the Head Boy to her Head Girl, “she’d eaten all the shrivelfig fruit, dug up all the knotgrass, and made herself a little nest out of the dittany! It took the whole class period just to help the Professor clean and repot everything.”

And though Sirius could tell Lily was quite perturbed by the whole thing, he couldn’t help the bark of laughter that escaped his lips. “Okay, that’s the fourth time this week alone.”

“Fourth time, what?” Peter asked then.

Sirius and James shared a smirk before turning back to their friends. “The fox is one of us.” James declared.

“One…of us?” Remus asked slowly, clearly not following. 

“She’s a fellow prankster.” Sirius offered simply.

Lily snorted. “I hardly think a fox doing very fox-like things constitutes pranking, boys. They’re known to be pests.”

“You take that back!” James hollered rather suddenly, causing Lily to recoil slightly and Sirius to wrap a comforting arm around his waist in consolation. 

“I think this fox is a little more mischievous than typical foxes.” Sirius clarified. “Earlier this week, she could be found in the library stealing nearly finished essays right out of the hands of Mulciber, Avery, and Snape before tossing the torn up parchment into the fire.” 

“There’s no way that was accidental.” James stated solemnly. “And after Gilderoy Lockhart was heard bragging in the courtyard that he’d snogged nearly half of the school, the fox chased him in circles before she tripped him, causing him to land right in the fountain!”

“Oh, and you should have seen the look on Filch’s face when he found muddy paw prints all over the Trophy Room, right after he’d given some first year Hufflepuff’s detention for “snickering too loudly” - outside, mind you - and made them clean the entire room without magic.” Sirius continued, still rather indignant on the first years’ behalf. 

“Well…ripping parchment, tracking mud, and running around are all typical fox behaviours.” Peter tried, but both Lily and Remus hummed thoughtfully. 

“No, no…I think you’re right, James.” Remus offered, looking at James pointedly. “I think you’re absolutely right, she is ‘one of us’.” 

Padfoot did his best to hold his breath when he heard movement in the greenhouses, recognizing that the noise wasn't coming from where he’d left James under the invisibility cloak. 

Sure enough, after the sounds of snuffling and foliage rustling ceased, a small red fox popped out between two large bushes. 

An excited yip left her mouth as she hopped up onto the workbenches, carefully tiptoeing - if foxes could even do such a thing - around everyone’s pots until she made it to McLaggen’s workbench, knocking the pots clean off before they fell with a shatter to the stone floor, terracotta splintering and soil spilling out of them as the fox looked over the edge to appreciate her handiwork.  

Padfoot took that moment to step out from his hiding spot, making it almost right under the foxes nose before she happened to notice that she wasn’t alone. She arched her back not unlike a Halloween cat and made some sort of breathy spitting sound before she spun on the spot and made to launch herself off of the table in the opposite direction.

Unfortunately for her, James had been standing on the other side of the bench waiting for her to do just that, catching the fox in a throw blanket from their dorm and wrapping it tightly around her. 

“Easy, easy. Oi! You’re fine!” James placated, wrestling with the fumbling ball of linen before arranging it so the foxes body remained snuggly in the blanket but her head poked out. “No biting.”

James flinched at a snap of her jaw, though Padfoot noticed she didn’t even try to reach for the hand that was currently holding the blanket shut which was well within her reach - she didn’t actually want to bite him. 

Padfoot shifted back into Sirius and leaned his elbows against the workbench. “You’ve been giving us a run for our money with the mischief.” He commented, causing the fox’s head to whip towards him where her eyes narrowed comically. “I’d say I’m miffed but, I hate lying.”

If foxes could scoff, this one just did. 

“The jig is up, L/N.” James whispered, causing the fox to return her attention back to James as she stared at him incredulously, Sirius’ lips twisting into a smirk. James had been hiding under the invisibility cloak with the map as they waited…he’d seen exactly who it was that was sneaking into the greenhouse. 

“Don’t worry,” Sirius called over to gain your attention, “your secret is safe with us.” And to punctuate his point, he spun on the spot to turn back into Padfoot to prove that - Remus had been right - you were one of them.

You let out what had to be a sigh as you went no bones in James’ hold - clearly in capitulation - as he released you from your blanketed prison and placed you back onto the workbench. 

You melted back into your human form, sitting prettily on the edge of the table with your legs crossed looking casual for all intents and purposes as you looked between James and what was now once again Sirius. 

“Why foil my fun just to promise not to tell?” You asked sceptically. 

“Oh, you misunderstand, gorgeous,” Sirius drawled, relishing in the way your burning gaze narrowed at his endearment (or for insinuating you’d been wrong about something, Sirius wasn’t sure), “we don’t want to foil your fun at all.”

“We want in.” James explained, a wicked glint in his eye (that never failed to turn Sirius on) as he smiled at you.

And that's how the following day, one could find a fox and large black dog near the Black Lake herding a flock of seagulls - that had just feasted on chips dusted with heavy amounts of fibre - towards a group of unsuspecting fifth years who had just destroyed some first years’ forts built out of branches for a laugh.

Well who’s laughing now?

(James, mostly, from his place at the bridge where he watched the chaos from a safe distance from the eliminating birds.)