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[oneawkwardwriter]

So High School

pairing: James Potter x fem!reader warnings/tags: none except some teeth rotting fluff, possibly inaccurate Quidditch team (I didn't know everyone's positions), allusions to suggestive content?, no use of Y/n summary: just James being an absolutely amazing boyfriend totally not self-insert what- a/n: and thus begins the saga of me taking Taylor Swift songs and turning them into stories about fictional characters. Don't even act like you're surprised, you shouldn't be by now <3 Also, I've been wanting to write for James but couldn't get it right, so a little thank you to Miss Taylor for making this possible wc: 0.8k

"And another goal made by Gryffindor chaser James Potter!" Remus shouts into the microphone while he reacts to the latest Quidditch match between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw. "That is three in a row for Gryffindor. Sorry, Ravenclaw, it seems like you'll have no chance of winning today, better forfeit already-"

He is cut off by Professor McGonagall taking the mic out of his hands, "Don't get forget to stay objective, Mr. Lupin," She says, just loud enough for the microphone to pick it up, but the crowd is too busy cheering to hear it.

James does a victory lap on his broom, flying close to the crowd. When he comes close to your section, he sends a quick wink in your direction. You lightly chuckle and roll your eyes when a couple of first years nearly faint from being so close to their unrequited hallway crush.

Not that you can entirely blame them, seeing as you yourself still can't shake the giddy feeling of butterflies whenever James wraps his arms around you. Sure, you'd been dating for about half a year, but somehow he still managed to make your heart skip a beat.

Not long after, the match is over when Marlene manages to catch the Snitch. Louds cheers erupt once more from the spectators on the stands, and soon enough, they're running onto the field to greet the victors.

You're pulled along in the flood of people, practically carried towards the field until the crowd parts for the Gryffindor team. You smile as you lock eyes with James, who practically storms right at you before trapping you in a bear hug, slightly lifting you off the crowd.

"That was amazing!" You say as you wrap your arms around his neck, kissing his cheek. "You did so great out there."

"Only because my lucky charm was in the stands," James replies, burying his face in your neck as he grins, "Couldn't have done it without you cheering me on." You chuckle, knowing arguing against him would be pointless even though you know he's a great player whether you're there or not.

The celebrations continued in the Gryffindor common room, the firewhiskey flowing while people cheered, laughed and talked to each other. Throughout the entire night, James held you practically glued to his hip: always an arm around your shoulders or waist, kissing the top of your head or your cheek.

"-And then Mary fired that Bludger at the Ravenclaw Seeker, and I ducked down for the Quaffle, and then-" James rants about the game, completely caught up in his story.

"Remember to breathe, James. We don't need you passing out," Remus says, making everyone laugh and James shake his head.

"Oh please, as if I could breathe when this one here takes my breath away the entire time," James quips, "Not that I mind, though. I'd gladly pass out if it meant you sitting next to me in the hospital wing."

"James!" You exclaim.

"What? It's true," He responds shamelessly as he shrugs, making the others shake their heads and chuckle.

As if you weren't already glued to his side, James pulls you even closer to him, making you laugh when his breath tickles the nape of your neck.

"Oh come on, can you two act even more like high school sweethearts? We're getting cavities from looking at you " Sirius groans, to which you only raise an eyebrow and reply with, "That's rich coming from the guy who had his tongue down his boyfriend's throat less than a minute ago."

"I don't see the relevance of you pointing that out, but alright," Sirius replies with mock-ignorance as he sits close to Remus, who nuzzles his face in Sirius's nape and softly smiles.

As the night progressed, the firewhiskey started to take over your systems, making you a bit more bold and unfiltered.

"You know, sometimes I still don't understand how we got together," You say, slightly slurring your words as you look at James.

"Oh god, here we go again," Sirius sighed, turning to Remus, "James is going to confess his undying love for her again."

"Hey, I can't help it that this perfect angel walked into my life, you have Remus to blame for that," James shrugged as he kisses your cheek for the millionth time that night.

You and Remus had been friends ever since first year, finding companionship in your shared love for literature and classic history. James swears he fell for you when you were rambling about the works of some ancient philosopher, claiming that you could light up an entire city with the energy you put into it.

"Well, I don't know about perfect angel, but thank you anyway," You say, resting your head on James's shoulder as you whisper in his ear. "I love you, James."

"I love you too, love."

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[themessedupsonata]

You will be my world.

James Potter x Fem!Reader

Summary: James Potter never liked how the Autumn made everything seems so unsightly and boresome. That was until you steal his heart and make him change his mind about the autumn.

Word Count: 1.8k

Warnings: none, just tooth-rotting fluff. A slight mention of the first wizarding war, maybe?

A/N: Actually, my favourite season is spring, but I love the song ''we fell in love in october'' and I just couldn't stop myself from writing this.

James Potter hated autumn.

He loved summer because he could feel the sun kissing his skin and making him feel alive. Spring was the perfect time for him to gift his mom flowers and watch nature's beautiful cycle where animals found their mates. Winter was synonymous with Christmas (James' favourite holiday) and it was when he could play with his parents in the snow.

Autumn was just three months of sheer boredom. Nothing special happened in the Autumn. Everything was so… unsightly.

That was until he met you.

It was the middle of October and James' least favourite season was in full swing. Most of his neighbours were adults without children, leaving him with no one to play with for nine years, but that all changed that year when a moving truck pulled up in front of the house next to his with a car right behind. A couple got out of the car with a… Child.

A child his age.

James immediately turned away from the window and was already pulling on his coat to leave the house to greet you when Fleamont Potter stopped him.

''We live in a Muggle neighbourhood, Jamie, and you still don't know how to control your magic very well. I'll invite them to afternoon tea and we'll find out if they're wizards.''

Thank Merlin they were.

The L/Ns were a Muggle-born couple who met through their work at the Ministry of Magic. Their only child, Y/n, had inherited her parents' magic.

They were a very likeable couple and Fleamont and Euphemia quickly made friends with them.

''It's not dark yet, you could go out and play.'' Mrs L/n suggested.

Of course, James was over the moon to finally have someone to play with, but he felt uncomfortable being alone with you because so far you both only exchanged a ''Hi''.

The square that was a few meters from James' house was pretty empty at this time of day. You noticed that, so you suggested the two of you go over there. James happily agreed, but as soon as you turned your back to go down to the square, James scowled. He never went to the square in autumn precisely because everything was ugly. But he agreed because he wanted to please you so that you would like him and become friends with him.

Apparently, you didn't mind the dead look of the leaves on the trees. On the contrary, you seemed to be… Delighted with them.

''There are so many leaves on the ground! We can make piles of leaves to jump on!'' You suggested excitedly.

The idea didn't seem too unpleasant, so James nodded.

He never knew jumping in piles of autumn leaves could be so much fun.

The feeling of jumping on top of the leaves to feel their slightly hard texture, but not to the point of being uncomfortable, was strangely cool. For some reason, you two couldn't stop laughing and the banter went on for hours but you both could have sworn you were only playing for a few minutes.

When the two of you finally collapsed from exhaustion onto the floor, still giggling like the kids you were, you started moving your arms and legs. James watched you in confusion until he realized you were making an angel out of autumn leaves. He had never seen anything like that, but it looked fun and he decided to imitate you.

''Your angel looks great, Jamie!'' You smiled at him as you two finished your autumn leaves angels.

Tiredness had made your face redder and despite the slightly chilly temperature, there was a little sweat on your skin. your eyes were bright with teasing and your smile was so beautiful that James smiled back without even realizing it.

He hadn't realized what a pretty girl you were until that moment, and he felt like an idiot for feeling his cheeks and the tips of his ears heat up.

The moment was interrupted by James' mother, who said that it was time for you both to go home and that there would be plenty of time to play tomorrow.

James couldn't wait.

***

He had been looking for you all afternoon.

Until he finally remembered about your favourite tree and James felt stupid for not thinking of it sooner.

There you were, exactly where he'd assumed you would be, sitting against the big oak tree at the back of Hogwarts grounds reading a book.

''This one is new, isn't it?'' James asked, moving closer to you.

At age 13, you were both in the growing-up phase. This meant that James was a lot shorter than you and you never stopped teasing him about it.

''Yes Jamie, I started this one today because I finally finished Animal Farm yesterday.'' You replied, patting the space beside you on the floor for James to sit down.

''What is your new book about?'' He questioned as he rested his head on your shoulder.

He let you talk animatedly about your book while he was lost in thought without you noticing. He admired the orange and red tones of the leaves of the trees that made a strange but beautiful combination. He closed his eyes for a few seconds to feel the wind ruffling his hair even more and letting the slight chill envelop his soul. All this while he enjoyed the sound of his favourite person's voice.

You've been inseparable since that day in 1969. You played together daily. Your families travelled together and you studied at Hogwarts together. You were his best friend and he could never thank you enough for coming into his life and making everything more colourful.

But last week, he overheard a conversation between Dorcas and Marlene (He knew it was wrong to listen to other people's conversations, but the topic really caught his attention).

Dorcas spoke passionately about soulmates. How two people were born to meet and complete each other. How a soulmate could make you see the world more beautiful and make your heart feel at peace just being close to your soulmate. Soulmates could live a thousand lives without forgetting the comfort and love that the other made them feel.

It was then that James Potter knew.

You were his soulmate.

But he was too embarrassed to tell you. He wanted you to think he was cool, just like Peter, Sirius and Remus did.

Maybe you would think he was silly for being so sensitive when it came to you.

But one day he would tell you. You were his safe haven and damn him if he never told you that.

***

A war was approaching.

Very soon, a threat would come to terrorize the wizarding world and James feared for everything he loved daily.

His life, because James had dreams and plans and he wanted to try harder every day to be a better person.

His parents, who always had only given the best for James and provided him with a wonderful childhood that he would always be grateful for.

His friends, who stood by him in the good times and made him come to his senses when he was acting like an idiot. Who made him smile and taught him a lot about life.

You.

He didn't want to think about it too much.

Due to the thousands of thoughts plaguing him, James had been having trouble sleeping properly. Usually, he admired the stars in the astronomy tower, but today he decided to take a different route.

Just to end up finding you.

He knew how the threat to the Muggle-borns lives was being very difficult for you. And despite knowing how strong you were, he desperately wanted to take you in his arms and protect you from the cruel world that didn't understand that you were an extraordinary person who was so much more than a ridiculous blood status.

''Couldn't sleep either, Y/n/n?'' He asked quietly so as not to startle you.

You took a deep breath before answering.

''No, Jamie. I wasn't able to.''

You were sitting on a small hill, which was covered with orange leaves. You repeated your habit of patting the vacant space beside you and James sat down next to you.

''You know I'm going to die before I let anything happen to you or your parents, right?'' He stared at you, his face as serious as ever.

''Don't say that. Please… Don't say that.'' You started to cry.

James pulled you closer and you immediately buried your face in your best friend's chest and wrapped your arms around him.

He rested his chin on your head and stroked your back, letting you get it all out.

When you finally calmed down and pulled back a little (Just enough to look him in the eyes. You weren't quite ready to leave James' arms) before muttering.

''Thank you for always being there for me, Jamie. You're the best.''

Suddenly, the handsome boy with glasses grinned devilishly before attacking you with tickles.

That was a terrible habit he always had. From childhood, he would start tickling you whenever you were feeling down. He had learned to control himself over the years, but that bizarre nature of James was still there.

You immediately broke free of his grasp and started running while laughing at the ridiculousness of the situation. James was laughing like crazy as he chased you and unfortunately you didn't stand a chance against him. Now you were both adults and James was much taller and stronger than you.

James threw himself at you, but you tripped and that's how you both ended up on the floor. Your chests pressed against each other and his lips were just inches from yours.

''Y/n/n… Can I kiss you?'' He asked with something glinting in his eyes.

You were completely frozen by the wonderful and at the same time torturous closeness because it still wasn't enough. His hazel eyes has always been your weakness and you could spend eternity admiring James Potter. But a few seconds later, you finally processed the words of his question and responded by pulling him by the back of his neck so that his lips finely met his.

***

If James had told his version of 10 years ago that his favourite season was autumn, little James would have laughed in his face.

But that was an undeniable truth.

He met you in an autumn, fell in love with you in an autumn, finally got to love you in an autumn, and now he was making you his wife.

In an autumn.

Despite all the devastation the war was causing, he found peace and genuine joy today. Watching you walk down the aisle in a beautiful white dress, looking like an angel, while promising to spend the rest of your life with him.

James Potter loved autumn.

And he could never thank you enough for that.

[brokenmenswhore]

Hi! I see you wrote that you’re going to start writing for Marauders? I was wondering if maybe you could write a fic where the reader is dating one of the boys and they keep doing stuff in front of the others, and the others are all frustrated and horny? You can decline if you want!

don’t look | poly!marauders

pairing: poly!marauders x fem!reader, remus lupin x fem!reader

warnings: smut (MDNI 18+), voyeurism, language

part 2

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Remus was never shy around his friends, but he wasn’t decent, either. He didn’t understand what the big deal was about fucking you when they were around. He wanted what he wanted, when he wanted it, and he didn’t care if James or Sirius heard you, as long as they didn’t look.

He started touching you when they were around, causing you to blush and push him off of you.

“Relax, Y/N, they don’t care,” he said.

“I care,” you retorted, “you aren’t gonna rub me off in front of everyone in this dorm room.”

“Why not?” he pouted, continuing his actions no matter what. It felt too good to stop him, and besides, what did you have to be ashamed of? You always spoke of sex positivity, and it isn’t anything the other boys haven’t heard before.

When Sirius and James started to hear your whimpers, they looked over at you from their beds, and Remus glared at them.

“What the fuck are you two looking at?” he asked, slowly inserting a finger into your hole.

“Fuck do you mean?” James asked, “you’re fucking her in front of us.”

“Doesn’t mean you’re allowed to see her like this,” Remus replied, and that was enough to make it clear to the boys that they were not to look at you when they heard Remus work you up.

But there you were, spread eagle on the couch, Remus’s tongue inside of you while his thumb circled and flicked at your bud.

You couldn’t stop the moans that poured out of your lips, your hands pulling at Remus’ hair, causing him to moan into your hole.

“Shit, Rem,” you sighed out, whines and whimpers filling up the room.

Sirius was sat across from you, trying his hardest to keep his attention on the books in his lap.

You let out a particularly filthy moan, and Sirius couldn’t help but sneak a peek. You threw your head back, your chest rising and falling rapidly. He thought you looked so pretty.

Remus had his back turned to Sirius since he was kneeling on the floor in front of you, so Sirius saw no issue in keeping his gaze on you.

Remus ate you like a man starved, gripping your thighs to keep them open as you pushed his head closer to your cunt.

Your moans were growling louder, and you were completely unashamed of it. “Rem!” you squealed as the feeling grew and grew.

You tilted your head down to watch Remus eat you, and your eyes caught Sirius’ on the way down. He was looking straight at you. You thought about maybe signaling to Remus, but you honestly didn’t care. “Don’t look” was Remus’ rule, not yours, and besides, Sirius was hot.

You whined as you stared Sirius, Remus’s fingers moving faster and faster as you began to clench around his tongue. Your high hit you like a train, and you fought to keep your eyes open and trained on Sirius.

Sirius shifted in his seat, clearly uncomfortable in his pants, as he watched you come and then come down from your high. Your breathing started to still and Remus looked up at you, noticing you staring forward. He whipped his head around, making direct eye contact with Sirius.

“Sirius!” he screamed.

Sirius shot up and leaped over the couch, running out of the room as Remus chased him.

[marypaol]

Hey, are you still taking requests?

A Harry angst plss, my boy's so underrated in his own series 😭

Why hello there! Of course I’m still taking requests, and I will for sure write that for you! It’s just gonna take a while since I recently created new blogs and new blogs mean more stories to write so I’m quite busy, but since it’s for my dear Harry I will find a way to fit it in my schedule!

Thanks so much for requesting, and I totally agree he’s so underrated like what?? 😭🫶🏻

(I’ll tag you in the finished product, that’s how I do it if that’s alright)

[futurewriter2000]

Memorable Pain

James Potter x reader 

REQUEST: hey can you please do a oneshot of you and james being best friends, and then he blows you off for lily and you have a massive fight? and the marauders take sides and tensions are high, idk u can decide the ending. reader is also captain of quidditch and loves james, and is like romantically head over heels. you can decide the ending! ps: love ur writing!

Part 1 

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4 

~ Fin

[forthehpfanboys]

i feel like harry would be really bad at comforting people when something is bothering them. so it’s like you’ve been dating him for a while and he doesn’t know what to do when somethings bothering you. you’re having a really tiresome and stressful day and you walk into his dorm and just plop on the floor with your arms and legs spread (like a starfish). instead of saying anything cause he thinks he’s not good at it he just lays down on the floor with you.

I could NOT have said this better.

He's so much better with actions than words, so he tries to do anything to get you to cheer up at least a little bit. I can see him sneaking you to Honeydukes for some of your favorite candy or like a flying session around the grounds on his broom.

And you understand he's trying because he' working his ass off. Someone made a class for social skills and make him go,

[putthestaffdown]

Personal headcannon

Bucky is a huffelpuff

[mischievousmoony]

Side Effects May Include || pt. II

Pairing: James Potter x Reader 

Summary: After snagging Veritaserum from Slughorn’s office, Sirius is convinced he has concocted the perfect prank for his next victim, you. And what better way to start the day than revealing all your true feelings about your friends. 

Warnings: none, unless being cliche counts 

Masterlist 

Part I // Part II

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You furiously wiped away your tears as you searched the library for Remus. You hated that you were crying. You hated that it was because you were embarrassed and humiliated. 

But you probably hated Sirius and Peter most of all. Mostly Sirius, because this so-called prank was just his style and you knew it was all his idea. 

“Remus.” You called once you saw him hunched over a transfiguration textbook with Lily.

When he turned around he was smiling, but that quickly changed when he saw the state you were in. 

Remus sprung up from his chair and soon his arms were around and you were led to sit down.

“Hey, hey, you’re okay. What’s wrong?” He asked in a gentle tone.

Having to relive your humiliation seemed to make you cry more, which only increased your hate for Sirius since you despised crying. Especially in front of others. 

But as much as you didn’t want to explain the veritaserum was still in your system. 

“I-It was Sirius and Peter–” you hiccuped–“and they used firewhisky! And then James walked in and– oh I don’t want to say it!” You buried your face in Remus’ shoulders. If you hadn’t, however, you would see how angry he looked. 

He took hold of your shoulders and gently pushed you away so he could look at you, “It’s alright, you don’t need to say anything else. Listen, I’ll be back. Just stay with Lily.” And with that, he was gone and Lily had taken his seat. 

Lily didn’t know what to say. Sure, the two of you were friends, but she had no clue what happened with Sirius, Peter, and James and she did not want to say the wrong thing. 

But the peace and quiet allowed you to calm down, and soon you stopped crying and were now just sullenly leaning on Lily’s shoulder. 

“Y/N!” James shouted, earning a “Shh!” from Madam Pince.

Although Lily did not say much to you, she had a lot to say to James. 

“Would you get out of here, James! Haven’t you done enough?” Lily said angrily. 

James shook his head, “N- No it wasn’t- Lily please, let me talk to her.”

Lily frowned, “I don’t know what happened, but you obviously upset her. So no, you can’t!”

“Lily, please, give us a moment,” James begged.

“I’m not leaving.” She said forcefully. 

You sighed, you’d have to talk to James sooner or later, so why not the former, “Lily, it’s fine.”

She looked at you, concerned, “Are you sure?”

When you nodded, Lily gave in and gave you and James some space. 

James didn’t know what to say. He needed to talk to you, but once he was finally standing in front of you he was at a loss for words.

You took his silence as an invitation to speak first, “Look, James, it’s fine if you don’t feel the same way about me than the way I feel about you. I mean it’s not fine, it totally sucks and– shit the veritaserum is still in my system.”

James chuckled and took the open seat next to you, “Y/N, what Sirius did to you was terrible and I promise we’ll get back at him. But first, don’t say things like that, because ironically to your situation, it’s not true.”

You looked up at James, “Sorry, what?”

James chuckled, “Y/N, truth is I like you too. In fact, I have since the beginning of the year.”

Your eyes widened. All you could think was that Sirius must have put some kind of hallucinogenic potion in your firewhisky in addition to the veritaserum. 

“I- I thought you liked Lily,” you said, beyond confused.

“I did, but then I accepted the fact that it was never going to happen. And not pining of Lily made me realize she wasn’t even the one for me. You were.” James explained with complete sincerity.

You shook your head, “But you talk about her all the time.”

James scratched the back of his neck, “In all honesty, I was doing it to see if you’d get jealous. I was being quite stupid.”

You opened your mouth and closed it again, but the words you really wanted wouldn’t come out. So, you looked down at the table and admitted, “No matter how much I try I literally cannot say you weren’t being stupid because you really were. I’m sorry, but it’s true.” 

James erupted in laughter, causing you to giggle as well.  

Taking you by surprise, James gently placed his hand on the side of your face and turned your head to face him. 

Your breath hitched in your throat, “Your awfully close,” you blurted foolishly.

“I suppose I am.” He responded in a whisper.

In a matching whisper you asked, “And is there a reason for that?”

His eyes trailed away from yours and down to your lips, “None other than that I really want to kiss you right now.” 

“So do it.”

With that, he pressed his lips against yours. At first, it was gentle, but as his free hand wrapped around your waist and your hands found themselves in his hair things escalated. 

Your skin exploded in each place he touched, and you melted when he moaned as you tugged on his hair. It seemed you both had put all the passion you could muster into the kiss, and it being very long overdue only added to the fire. 

And soon passion turned into need and the two of you were clinging on to one another as if the pair of you had evolved and no longer needed oxygen as long as you had each other.

Clearly, you were very distracted. You had forgotten where you were and were too involved in the kiss to notice the clicks of a pair of heels becoming louder. 

Much to your horror, it was Madam Pince, “No PDA in the library! That’s ten points. Each!”

You both jumped in shock and all of a sudden you were back in reality. However, as the pair of you quietly laughed at the situation really seemed to be a bit altered in the most positive means. 

“Twenty points from Gryffindor?” James spoke, “Even if she took a hundred, it would still be worth it.”

“Would it?” You asked and James froze, believing you were serious.

“I think it would, but only if you agreed to go to Hogsmeade with me this weekend,” you finished. 

James sighed in relief, “Only if we go as boyfriend and girlfriend.” 

Your heart swelled, “In that case, I think we are in agreement.” And you pressed your lips against his once again. 

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@harrypotterlovi  

Note: a good amount of people were hyped for this but I feel like it didn’t live up to the expectations sorry about that

[fandommingg]

Ok, but how sad is the fact that Harry didn't even know that the initials that his dad was doodling belonged to his mum

[readersimagine]

Peter: Lads, what are your biggest fear?

Remus: Hurting people I love

Sirius: Never being good enough, being alone and forgotten

James: Not being able to give my all

Peter: Damn... that's deep. Mine is not having enough room for dessert. Now I kinda feel stupid.

[sky-full-of-imagines]

Book Smart, not Street Smart (Remus Lupin x Sirius Black)

In honor of Pride month, here’s some fluffy Wolfstar goodness.

 It was Remus’s third year at Hogwarts and so far everything was going as usual; some of the first years looked absolutely petrified at the possibility of being sorted into the wrong house and some of the seventh year Gryffindors looked ready to snatch some of them up, and make them Gryffindors themselves. Remus idly paid attention, waiting patiently for the actual feast to start. He made small talk with some of his fellow Gryffindors, laughing as his friend Lily tried to hide herself from one James Potter.

“You know Rem, I’ve never been so thankful for your towering height until now… move a little to your left and I’ll be golden.” She whispered.

“Only if you give me your stash of chocolate frogs.” He bargained.

“Deal.”

And so the rest of the feast went without a hitch, Lily was well hidden thanks to Remus and the two of them caught up. Soon enough they were both making their way towards the Gryffindor tower, Lily went ahead spotting her friend Marlene as Remus took his time walking towards the painting of the Fat Lady. He stopped dead in his tracks as he heard shouting, it wasn’t like Remus was trying to eavesdrop but he couldn’t help but hear the small squabble going on by the Gryffindor common room.

“Well at least our parents will finally have a son whom they’re proud of!”

“Sod off, Regulus! Why don’t you go back to your fellow slimy snakes?” A black haired teen said, enunciating the last bit of his sentence, both boys were glaring at each other so fiercely that Remus could’ve sworn that one of them was bound to make the other combust right there and then.

“At least I’m not a blood traitor.” The younger of the two said before turning on his heel and walking away from the older boy before the later could say something back.

“Come on, Sirius, your brother’s not worth it.” A third voice spoke up, patting the tall boy on the shoulder as he sighed, grumbling something that Remus couldn’t make out.

Sirius Black… he thought as he also made his way into the Gryffindor tower and towards the boy’s dorms.

 His first day of lessons were uneventful, it wasn’t until the second day that things took an unexpected turn.

“Alright class, this term I’ve decided to switch up your partners, you’ve known each other for what, 2 whole years? It’s time to learn how to work with someone new! So please gather your things and make your way towards the back of the class as I read off the new pairs.” Slughorn announced, as he made his way towards the front to pick up his clipboard.

“Potter and Evans…” Remus stifled his laughter as his friend Lily began complaining to Slughorn about her seating arrangement. Slughorn only had 6 students left to partner up, himself included.

“Let’s see here…ah yes, Lupin and Black, and please Mr. Black, don’t set your partner on fire this time around.” Slughorn warned. Remus’s eyes widened as Sirius chuckled before saying, “I make no promises Sluggy.”

The first lesson with his new one was an odd one, from what Remus could tell, he was going to have to be the brains between the two of them. Sirius was sitting there, doodling, adding the wrong ingredients and stirring too harshly. When he scrunches his nose up in concentration he looks quite adorable…Remus thought before shaking his head and going back to chopping the daisy roots needed for the Shrinking Solution.

They finally finished making the solution, well Remus did, he began bottling it up as Sirius cleaned up their area. Remus handed it to Slughorn just as class was dismissed, he made his way back to his seat to collect his book bag but before he could leave the room a hand stopped him.

“Hey, thanks for doing most of the work, Merlin knows I need all the help I can get.”

“It’s no problem, thanks for not setting me on fire.” Remus said timidly, trying not to blush by the physical contact and close proximity.

“Nah, you’re too cute to be set on fire.” Sirius said with a wink, exiting the room and leaving a blushing Remus behind.

 Weeks had gone by and now the two of them were close friends, Remus was even friend with James as well, which earned a glare and the nickname of ‘traitor’ from Lily but Remus would laugh her off knowing that she okay with his new found friends. But as the days went by, his crush on the dark haired lad was getting deeper and deeper. It wasn’t only him that noticed it, James and Lily had two. Both Remus and Sirius would make up excuses just to spend more time with the other, from “I just need help with that potions essay.” To “Sirius just stole a tray full of sweets from the kitchen and I need to try this Belgian chocolate.” Their friends were already making bets on just when they would actually start dating because quite honestly it was exhausting seeing them pine for the other.

“What if we just lock them in the room of requirements? They wouldn’t starve or die in there…”

“No, Remus is too smart to be lead into a trap… although we could probably lure him in there with a chocolate trail…”

“This is not some Hansel and Gretel shit, come on Potter, think.” Lily said, turning down another one of his ideas. They stopped talking as soon as said pair walked into the common room Remus carrying an armful of cookies and other treats.

“Merlin! Did you rob the house elves at wand point?” Lily laughed as he saw Remus struggling to balance everything in his arms.

“Not quite, Sirius baked all of these when he went home this weekend.” Remus said with a smile.

“Yeah, you know as a thank you for doing most of the work during Potions.” Sirius added, blushing slightly.

“But we had a textbook lesson last class… we didn’t make a potio-“ James didn’t finished his sentence since Lily elbowed him to stop him from talking.

“Well, as much as we want to stick around, James here has to help with the Quidditch try-outs. Come on, James.” Lily said, dragging a confused James from his seat and out of the common room.

Remus and Sirius sat in a comfortable silence as Remus ate his sweets. After a couple of minutes, Remus finally broke the silence.

“You know, James is right, we didn’t brew a potion during our last lesson, it was a straight off the book lesson. So what’s the real reason you made these cookies?” Remus asked, raising an eyebrow and looking intently at Sirius.

Sirius gulped, shifting uncomfortable in his seat and clenching his fist, Well here goes nothing…

“For someone so smart you’re actually quite dumb.” Sirius started, making Remus choke on the cookie he was eating.

“I beg your pardon?” he coughed out.

“I’ve been flirting with you for the last month and nothing! So this is my grand gesture, I know you love chocolate, quite honestly I hate chocolate but for you I’m willing to spend an afternoon being glared at by my weird house elf, and make you some chocolate frogs and chocolate chip cookies.” Sirius confessed, leaning back on the couch, rubbing the back of his neck nervously.

“You ought to be nicer to old Kreacher…” Remus pointed out, a playful smile on his lips.

“That’s beside the point! What I’m trying to say…REMUSLUPINWILLYOUGOONADATEWITHME?” he said, screaming the last part out so fast that if it wasn’t for Remus being used to decipher Sirius’s and James’s fast and loud rants when they were planning a prank, he would’ve been lost.

“Yes.” Remus answered.

“REALLY?”

“YES! I’ll go on a date with you, now stop shouting, you’re going to scare the first years off.” Remus laughed, grabbing Sirius’s hand with his own as Sirius fist bumped the air with his other hand.

 Weeks had passed since their first date and soon enough everyone in Hogwarts knew that they were a couple, the cutest couple if anyone were to ask. They bickered constantly because let’s face it, Sirius was like a toddler on crack, and Remus had to constantly make sure that he wasn’t endangering his life or that of the others around him.

Remus, Sirius, James and Lily were all lounging around the common room, Remus was reading a book, Sirius was sitting next to him, aimlessly twirling his wand between his fingers, James was playing with a snitch and Lily was finishing up her History of Magic assignment.

“So mum invited you to dinner this weekend.” Remus spoke up, glancing at Sirius briefly as he turned a page in his book.

“Hm, really? Alright, I’ll bake her something, what’s her favorite flower?”

“Yellow peonies and orange daisies.” Remus answered with a smile.

“Well I hope she’s ready for a dozen of each.”

“You guys are too cute, how come you don’t try to get on my mum’s good side, huh James?” Lily asked, a playful smirk on her face.

“I’ll bring her flowers next time…” James grumbled as Lily ruffled his hair.

“I need to make a good first impression.” Sirius shrugged.

“Aw, but it’s not the first time you’re meeting my mum.” Remus said.

“Yeah, but it’ll be the first time I’ll be meeting her as your boyfriend.” Sirius replied with a lazy grin as he booped Remus’s nose, causing the lanky boy to roll his eyes playfully at him.

“Are you fucking serious?” James chuckled.

“I am, I thought you knew.” Remus said, nonchalantly as Sirius fell off the couch laughing.

“Oh fuck you Lupin.” James said rolling his eyes.

“Sorry mate, that’s my current job and I don’t want to be unemployed.” Sirius answered back, between laughing fits.

“You guys are the worst.” James grumbled out, as the rest of the gang kept laughing.

Things at Hogwarts will certainly remain interesting with that power couple around.

[smolcriminal]

[marlene pranking sirius]

sirius: hey babe, what's up?

marlene: i'm pregnant

sirius: FROM MY FINGER???!

[saggsun]

“AU where people age until they reach 18 and then stop aging until they meet their soul mate so they can grow old together.”

so i’ve been thinking about this post, and it made so much sense in the harry potter universe.

like i need a fic where tom riddle started killing his soulmates so that he would never age

the newest reencarnation? 

harry poter

but because mother’s love is a thing, harry survives and spends 7 years in hogwarts surviving his soulmate’s attempts to kill him

but he doesn’t know until he has to die because he was raised like a pig for slaughter

and he is moved

wasn’t he supposed to be loved?

and then young potter walks to the forest alone because

it was he’s fucking soulmate

and it was his fuckig problem

and maybe he survived (again) because his soul mate killed what made them soulmates ?

dumbledore would explain it better

also, when you find your soulmate you start aging but when they die you stop

and years after the battle of hogwarts harry notices he is still aging

and he’s 

terrified

but then realices he’s been around ginny weasley a lot lately

ginny noticing but not saying anything because harry is so traumatized

he has had enough soul mate problems for a lifetime

also

IMAGINE DUMBLEDORE THINKING HE IS SOUL MATES WITH GRINDELWALD

BUT

NEVER AGING

and that + all cannon is why he left

so hey we have 18 years old dumbledore being the best wizard ever

i’m laughing here

O M G IMAGINE THE PHILOSOPHER STONE BEING BASICALLY AN ANTI-LOVE POTION

SNAPE

OMG

SNAPE BEING SO FUKING SCARING

BUT

 looking 21 years old. 

18 !!! YEARS !!! OLD !!! REMUS !!! LUPIN !!!

WHO STARTS AGING WHEN MEETS TONKS !!!!!

molly and arthur (also narcissa and lucious) beeing the romantic idea behind this au - aging together since they where teens

18 YEARS OLD UMBRIDGE & BELLATRIX

or maybe

bellatrix expecting to start aging when she starts to follor the dark lord

but nope

and don’t get me started with teen dursleys! 

18 years old petunia & vernon saving money so that they can pay surgey and look older??

petunia doing themselves makeup & dying their hair grayer!

WE WOULD BE ABLE TO SEE YOUNG REMUS, SIRIUS AND PETER!

let’s suppose sirius soul mate was marlene mckinnon

so

sirius looking the age he was when they killed her- 

the age james and lily were when they died

sirius looking in the mirror and feeling destroyed - this is what he looked like the first time and everything is happening again

james & lily

living together and noticing little changes 

james “i knew it” potter

lilly “shut up it’s just a wrinkle” evans

ron and hermione aging together like they do in canon because some things don’t change

i don’t know

peter looking 18 also? 

or

peter having his soul mate and being brave together and she was the only one to know he was so tired of fighting but also giving him strenght

this soul mate who always found him when he was hiding becasue everyone in that room would die for him - but would he die for them? 

he didn’t like his answer

this wonderful soul mate aging until they are twenty and

dying?

this could lead to him doing all he did

but, if he had this person who knew him, loved him, and understood him, would he betray her?

or

imagine she never existed

but he is so sure she is out there and he is not fighting just because these are their friends but because he knows there’s someone out there who will love him no matter what

but that would be another stoy right?

so let’s say she died?

so twenty-something peter betrays their friends and the real story begins

imagine remus and sirius when they first met after all that had happened - and they looked the same they did that night

except for their eyes - those tired eyes, those destroyed expressions

there’s so much more but i’m sleepy so im going to bed

hope you enjoyed my ramblings 

:)

[futurewriter2000]

Salvation - pt. 3

A/N: So I need to write more and I’ll try do it a lot. But man, so little ideas. But Imma do it. 

xx

All your life there were ten fingers, ten toes, double the laugh and double the trouble and always one to have your back for the rest of your life... Or not.

“(y/n). How many times do I have to apologize?” he walked after you while you only sped up, turning your heal into the classroom.

“As many as it takes for me to believe you.” you turned around, glaring at him and slamming the books on the desk. “You just stood there- no wait. “you scoffed with a laugh. “You sat there and let me be dragged away like an animal that misbehaved.”

“You did, (y/n). You did misbehave! You should have just listened to him and do what we do. Submit.” he tried to reason but that only angered you more.

“I am not submitting to him like a slave!” you now shouted and made sure that all eyes were focused on you. “ Lucy was hell. I’ll admit that.” you now lowered your voice. “But I’d rather go through it again than let myself be thrown in the marriage like we’re in the 17th century.” you sat down behind your desk and turned your head away from him and leaving him to stand there with his books by his side.

He was still your brother though. And since the two of you were sitting together since the First year, you couldn’t let him just not sit beside you.

“Just sit, Evan.” you sighed and with a few doubts in his head, he did just that.

---

When the class was over you left first from the classroom, making your way around the corridors and down the stairs, ready to enter the library when suddenly someone grabbed you by the elbow and pulled you into a small, cramped room.

You were pressed against someone you couldn’t quite see due to the darkness. You quickly reached for the light switch and when there was light, there was a prick.

“No.” you reached for the doorknob and was about to leave the room.

“Rosier.” he reached first and stepped in front of the door, backing you against the shelves filled with silver polishers and cloths.

You looked up at him, his eyes serious and his hands trembling a bit.

“Black?” you glanced down at his hand then later back up at the blue of his eyes. “What do you want?”

“Wha-what happened when we left?” he asked, his eyes watching your and his hands slowly leaving the doorknob.

“What do you mean?”

“You know exactly what I mean. You clearly weren’t excited to hear the news and neither was I-”

“And here you are. Away from them. You’re free, Black. You don’t get to marry me. Why would you still care?”

“Because like you said. We were still best friends once upon a time.”

“Yeah. Once upon a time, long long ago until you found another replacement for us.” you were about to push him away, but he didn't budge and you were the one who got backed away against the shelves, making a few items fall on your scarred back.

You let out a wail of pain, falling on your knees and letting out light tears of burning to suffer. It hurt, it burned and it scorched everything inside of you. “(y/n)!” he kneeled down to you and took your head in his palms. “(y/n). What’s wrong?”

The numbness was taking over but it still left pulses of pain moving up and down your back. “You really want to know?” you moved your head away from his palms and slowly stood up. “When you left, dad pulled me into his study and brought out Lucy.” you glared down at him and he felt he had heard the name before.

“Lucy-”

“Sounds familiar, doesn’t it?” you scoffed and stepped over him and out of the broom closet, wiping away the wetness from your soaked cheeks.

You started walking faster and faster because as much as you continued to brush away the old tears, fresh ones kept falling.

“(y/n)!” a shout came behind you and before you could see the blue in his eyes, he was pressing you against him. His hands were around your neck, careful not to wrap themselves around your back. One hand was pressed against the back of your head and the other continued to pull you closer. “I’m so sorry.” he whispered in your ear. Your hands wrapped around him as well, squeezing him tightly as you cried in his chest.

And never have you thought that from all the people who would see you cry beside Evan, that Sirius would be one of them. But you felt safe and you felt that you can trust yourself with him this moment.

[lilmaymayy]

Always loving rem and his protectivenesssjehisbdi

Hi! I see you wrote that you’re going to start writing for Marauders? I was wondering if maybe you could write a fic where the reader is dating one of the boys and they keep doing stuff in front of the others, and the others are all frustrated and horny? You can decline if you want!

don’t look | poly!marauders

pairing: poly!marauders x fem!reader, remus lupin x fem!reader

warnings: smut (MDNI 18+), voyeurism, language

a/n: small little drabble to kick off writing for these characters :)

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Remus was never shy around his friends, but he wasn’t decent, either. He didn’t understand what the big deal was about fucking you when they were around. He wanted what he wanted, when he wanted it, and he didn’t care if James or Sirius heard you, as long as they didn’t look.

He started touching you when they were around, causing you to blush and push him off of you.

“Relax, Y/N, they don’t care,” he said.

“I care,” you retorted, “you aren’t gonna rub me off in front of everyone in this dorm room.”

“Why not?” he pouted, continuing his actions no matter what. It felt too good to stop him, and besides, what did you have to be ashamed of? You always spoke of sex positivity, and it isn’t anything the other boys haven’t heard before.

When Sirius and James started to hear your whimpers, they looked over at you from their beds, and Remus glared at them.

“What the fuck are you two looking at?” he asked, slowly inserting a finger into your hole.

“Fuck do you mean?” James asked, “you’re fucking her in front of us.”

“Doesn’t mean you’re allowed to see her like this,” Remus replied, and that was enough to make it clear to the boys that they were not to look at you when they heard Remus work you up.

But there you were, spread eagle on the couch, Remus’s tongue inside of you while his thumb circled and flicked at your bud.

You couldn’t stop the moans that poured out of your lips, your hands pulling at Remus’ hair, causing him to moan into your hole.

“Shit, Rem,” you sighed out, whines and whimpers filling up the room.

Sirius was sat across from you, trying his hardest to keep his attention on the books in his lap.

You let out a particularly filthy moan, and Sirius couldn’t help but sneak a peek. You threw your head back, your chest rising and falling rapidly. He thought you looked so pretty.

Remus had his back turned to Sirius since he was kneeling on the floor in front of you, so Sirius saw no issue in keeping his gaze on you.

Remus ate you like a man starved, gripping your thighs to keep them open as you pushed his head closer to your cunt.

Your moans were growling louder, and you were completely unashamed of it. “Rem!” you squealed as the feeling grew and grew.

You tilted your head down to watch Remus eat you, and your eyes caught Sirius’ on the way down. He was looking straight at you. You thought about maybe signaling to Remus, but you honestly didn’t care. “Don’t look” was Remus’ rule, not yours, and besides, Sirius was hot.

You whined as you stared Sirius, Remus’s fingers moving faster and faster as you began to clench around his tongue. Your high hit you like a train, and you fought to keep your eyes open and trained on Sirius.

Sirius shifted in his seat, clearly uncomfortable in his pants, as he watched you come and then come down from your high. Your breathing started to still and Remus looked up at you, noticing you staring forward. He whipped his head around, making direct eye contact with Sirius.

“Sirius!” he screamed.

Sirius shot up and leaped over the couch, running out of the room as Remus chased him.

[fandomvariousness]

Anytime

Harry Potter

Affection, fluff

Fandom: Harry Potter

Request: "hi dear!!! i was hoping i could have a Harry James Potter request where the reader is the same age as the golden trio during the Goblet of Fire and she would be Hermione's sister & she is super shy & anxious and this would take place during the Quidditch World Cup & during the Death Eaters attack she gets knocked out when she gets separated by the others when she's with harry & when Barty Crouch Jr. casts the spell of the dark mark Harry gets really protective of her on the camp grounds?"

Word count: 558

gif is not mine.

It’s probably not that common for the twins to be born in a muggle family. That is, the twins with such abilities that their parents haven’t. It’s you and your twin Hermione – brightest witches of your age.

You were almost identical, not to mind a few character differences. Hermione was ambitious and extremely diligent, and you were as well, but your shyness often made things worse for you.

As Hermione was more social, she made a handful of friends, two of them being her best – Ron and Harry. Yes, Harry Potter himself.

As the years passed, you started to feel something different than friendship for Harry. Every time you’d see him in a hallway some weird tingling sensation would pass down your stomach, making you want to scream, and legs felt a bit wobbly.

But that’s it, you never had the courage to tell him how you feel, or even show him or give him hints, so you tried to convince yourself that watching from the side would be for the best.

~

Crowds made you feel anxious, so the Quidditch World Cup was no exception. The only thing that helped you stay calm, was the fact that all of your friends were here. You braced yourself for good memories and experience and as calmly as you could you waited for the events to unfold.

~

The night came, you all stayed inside the tent, goofing around and eating sweets, when Ron’s dad stormed in, apprehension evident on his face.

It appears that the Death Eaters are ravaging outside, burning everything in their way; you saw those flames for yourself as all of you were evacuating.

Unlucky you, your eyes stayed too long on the flames – it only took a second – and you got separated from the group. Another second after, your legs got tangled together in the frenzy of everyone fleeing, and so you fell, hit your head on something and everything went black.

~

“Y/N, Y,N!” someone was whisper-shouting.

You lazily opened your eyes to see Harry’s face hovering over you, looking worried, face sooty.

“…Harry?” you drawled, sitting up.

“Shh!” he crouched down next to you, hugging you with one hand while motioning his hand to the direction where some unknown person stood further away.

He looked up at the sky and pronounced some incantation, emerald sparks shooting from the tip of his wand, seconds before a colossal, blurry silhouette of a demonic skull appeared in the night sky.

It was a Death Eater, evidently, even though he looked like an ordinary person – he wasn’t dressed in those occult robes, but you two still couldn’t make out his identity.

The next moment your heart sunken, because the person surely had noticed you two, as he was determinedly stepping towards you, when some sound in the distance made him, including you two, look away.

When you looked back, the person was nowhere to be seen, and you and Harry were almost petrified by a group of grown ups.

~

“Thank you, Harry.” You gathered up your courage just to thank him.

He looked at you with a warm smile. “Anytime, Y/N.”

You were so happy at the moment you couldn’t help but to lock Harry into as strong an embrace as a girl could give.

You could feel Harry smiling even wider as he weaved his arms around you too.