#jily meets ron and hermione

[aspionagee]

ao3 masterlist

Thought I might compile all of my fics in one place, so here they are! (ao3 username is aspionage)

completed:

A Patchwork Family(350k): In the summer before third year, Harry is sent to live with Snape and Draco until school starts again, and the three of them gradually begin to realise how wrong they are about each other. Lots of angst, Harry and Draco brotherly bonding and non-biological Severitus.

Whispers in the Castle(38k): Nine-year-old Harry Apparates himself to Hogwarts, and tries to hide in the castle to escape Little Whinging. Meanwhile, Severus attempts to put a name to a new, particularly tiny first-year. Fluffy with a little angst, and a fun Christmas-y undertone!

The Parent Trap(87k): Harry Evans, raised by single mother Lily Evans and her best friend Mary Macdonald, begins at Hogwarts and is shocked to meet his twin brother, Simon Potter. The two of them quickly begin plotting to get their parents back together, and switch places over the summer. Closely based off the movie.

Sybillance(457k): A Wrong-Boy-Who-Lived fic where Harry Potter is taken back from the Dursleys aged nine to live with his family. He has to learn to try and bond with his parents and siblings after growing up without them. Features parental Sirius Black, Slytherin Harry and lots of angsty family moments.

oneshots:

Evening, Prime Minister!(5.6k): Minister for Magic Hermione Granger tries to cope as she is forced to deal with Boris Johnson's incompetence during the pandemic.

have yourself a merry little christmas(9.1k): The marauders all gather in Godric's Hollow for Christmas, all with secrets they're trying to hide from each other. Entirely Christmas fluff. Wolfstar and Jily.

Harry Potter and the Duke of Edinburgh Award(11.9k): Harry and his Gryffindor yearmates go on DofE together, featuring all of the drama that brings.

wips:

The Rat Trap: Sequel to the Parent Trap. Peter Pettigrew escapes from Azkaban, and Harry and his family must cope with the fallout, including the revelation that Simon may not actually be the Boy-Who-Lived. Also features Seer Ron, and a Regulus Black who isn't as dead as some might think.

[lostdrarryfics]

THE BIG FIND 2023: Day 1

The Big Find is a 10-day long Drarry fic-finding marathon to celebrate the blog’s anniversary. Below is the Day 1 compilation of lost fics, both old and new, that we’ve been unable to find. Our aim is to get as much attention to these lost fics as possible, to help people finally find their missing fics! Anyone can participate by reblogging, reading through each list, providing additional fic details, and informing us the title, author, or link of a fic, and their respective number in the comment section. Happy finding!

1.1 It’s a fic where after Draco is sentenced to live in muggle world and Draco first works in a cofee shop and then in a pharmaceutical company formed by a witch. then on a full moon day he suddenly turns into a werewolf and then with bill helps him adjust, and then he becomes potions professor meanwhile Harry adopts teddy and becomes defence professor and Harry magic goes haywire

1.2 it has Draco, Hermione, Ron, and Harry but the main scene is basically just Draco and Harry in the Room of Requirement. Premise is that Harry had been using magic to glamour himself to cover up the signs or the Dursley’s abuse FOREVER so no one has actually seen what he looks like. Somehow I think Ron and Hermione convince Harry to let someone in so he decides to show Draco who he’s dating what he actually looks like and Draco is so shocked/aghast Harry thinks he’s disgusted and one of them (though i don’t remember who) runs away back to the dorm and Harry is deeply upset. I believe it’s relatively short (2-10k?) and i feel like it’s 2-3 chapters or parts but could be wrong. It’s probably AO3 but slight possibility it was FFN (HIGHLY unlikely tho). If it is AO3 then unfortunately it’s not tagged for any of the things i listed.

1.3 Harry and Draco were out with Teddy, and they ran into Neville who questioned Harry about Draco and their relationship. I believe it was winter. There’s another scene that I can remember and I don’t know if I’m conflating two different fics but there’s a scene where Harry and Draco are shopping in muggle London and they’re looking at weird shirts and they run into Vernon who makes some homophobic slurs.

FOUND! 1.4 I’m looking for a fic that was on ao3. Draco is some sort of an artist, not sure if professionally or simply something he pursues as a hobby for his healing. Writer or painter maybe. He has a mentor who tells him to go a retreat by the seaside in a little hotel which he does and he runs into Harry by accident. Harry is overall happy and open to him, but Draco has a lot of anger towards him I think. They start a dom/sub relationship, Draco being the dom, taking pleasure out of humiliating Harry. Towards the end there’s a scene where he makes Harry suck off a stranger in a bars bathroom or maybe the stranger sucks Harry off while Draco watches. But I think this is a where Harry has enough because ultimately he only wants Draco. It’s a happy end if I remember well.

1.5 i read this fic on ao3 it was unfinished and a muggle au. harry works at an office (I think) where he is the boss and he meets Draco at a bar. Jily is still dead so Halloween is hard for him. He also dated Cedric I think and Cedric died. Draco helps bartend with Theo, and Draco is dressed like a cat cause of Halloween. Draco then gets assaulted and harry punches the guy. after that they hangout in Harry’s car.

1.6 Draco and Harry had a one night stand (I think?) and Draco gets pregnant, he doesn’t tell Harry and then leaves the baby with him once it’s born, Harry didn’t know that he is the father but keeps the baby. Said baby gets sick and the treatment involves the father so he publishes about it in the Prophet and ask the baby’s dad to please show up. Draco does and had some test done, they start the treatment and Harry asks him to stay.

FOUND! 1.7 been looking for this fic for a long time. i think draco is some sort of healer in the fic and harry always come to him injured and he helps patch him up also they’re close friends and by the end of the fic they go to ginny’s quidditch match and the gang helps them realise they have feeling for each other?

1.8 I believe it was on AO3 but I could be wrong, I think it was a number of fics in a series but it could have been chapters but I’m fairly sure it was complete. It was set post-war, Harry had become an Auror and was apparating home from an alley while buzzed. There was a line about how the whores don’t hit on him anymore because he never takes them home? He hears a weird noise and his magic automatically sobers him up. The noise is Draco, who got kicked out by parents and got roofied. Harry rescues him, I think Draco passes out? and then Harry is annoyed because his buzz is gone and he has to deal with this. The second fic (or chapter) opens from Draco’s POV. He’s looking around the bedroom he’s in and he figures out it’s the old Black house because of the furniture and that Harry must have rescued him but taken him home instead of the hospital. He decides to seduce Harry and he’s able to conjure like a mirror and brush? and there’s a line about how this is the only spell he’s able to do wordlessly/wandlessly? I think the POV then switches to Harry and there’s a line about how Draco has managed to get like a single ray of light from the curtains to fall on him perfectly. Harry is aware he’s being seduced but he’s into it. Then I think the next chapter has Harry confronting the Malfoy parents about how they’re going to get married and they’re not going to hyphenate names, Draco is going to take his last name. The final fic is maybe from Lucius pov (or narcissa?) Draco threw Harry a really big birthday party and reveals he’s pregnant which causes Lucius to faint? And there’s a line about how the baby has brought both Harry and Lucius to their knees.

FOUND! 1.9 harry tells draco that he wants to wait until theyre eight years into their relationship to get married so that hed have spent more time loving him than hating him before they tie the knot

1.10 auror fic where Draco and Harry have to work together to arrest some child abuser and learn about each other’s past. I don’t remember if they were in relationships or it was drarry but the focus was the work in the auror force and their building relationship.

1.11 major plot point is ginny and Molly Weasley being behind some sort of plot and eventually are imprisoned. I know Ron is an ass for much of the fic, hermione helps solve a case or problem with Harry and involves draco. Not a lot much else I recall fic is not The Haunting of Harry Potter by Alexandria_ofCiro

1.12 was either 1 or 2 chapters, it was on ffnet. Set in the eighth year. The plot is somewhat similar to the show/manga “boys over flowers”. Also Draco was being bullied due to receiving a howler (I think, sorry it’s been a long time since I’ve read it) Neville has an unrequited crush on Draco and they are friends.

1.13 takes place in the eighth year but some of it also takes place after the war but before the eighth year. Draco receives an inheritance from a high ranking Veela who died which made him a Veela. Most of what I remember takes place before he goes back to hogwarts and is basically him learning how to be a Veela and stuff

FOUND! 1.14 Draco cursing his family name (Malfoy) because he wants to feel pain each time someone says it to it. So i think the fic starts with Draco working as a cafe barista in the human world and harry walks into the shop and calls him Malfoy, so the curse is kinda unlocked and Draco gets sick so he has to stay under surveillance in Harry’s house 

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Favorite fanfic: Running on Air by eleventy7

-> Fav Quote(s): “Do you remember when we were eleven? Let’s go back to that…” | “We could go anywhere.” “Anywhere?” “Anywhere.” | “So give me my wand, or give me a timeturner.”

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Harry Potter

-> Golden Trio + Marauders

Characters: Harry Potter/Fem!Harry, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Sirius Black, James Potter, Luna Lovegood, Tom Riddle/Voldemort, Lily Evans, Severus Snape, Delphini, Albus Potter, Scorpius Malfoy

Ship(s): Hinny, Drarry, Romione, Rarry|Ronarry, Romionarry, Jily, Prongsfoot, Harmione, NottPott, Deamus, Linny, Huna|Lunarry, Scorbus, Scorose

Supernatural

Characters: Dean Winchester, Castiel, Bobby Singer, Crowley, Charlie Bradbury, Benny Lafitte, Jack Kline, Jody Mills, Claire Novak, Rowena MacLeod

Ship(s): Destiel, Sam/Jessica, Bobby/Jody

Hannibal

Characters: Will Graham, Hannibal Lector, Abagail Hobbs, Bedelia Du Maurier, Alana Bloom, Jack Crowford, Freddie Lounds, Margot Verger, Clarice Starling, Molly Graham

Ship(s): Hannigram

The Boys

Characters: Hughie Campbell, A-Train, Starlight, MM, Frenchie, Black Noir, Billy Butcher, Kimiko Miyashiro, Ashley Barrett, Ryan Butcher, Sister Sage

Ship(s): [X]

Naruto

Characters: Sakura Haruno, Naruto Uzumaki, Kakashi Hatake, Hinata Hyuga, Itachi Uchiha, Shisui Uchiha, Madara Uchiha, Obito Uchiha, Ino Yamanaka, Sai, Shikamaru Nara, Gaara, Neji Hyuga, Genma Shiranui, Yamato, Lee

Ship(s): Naruhina, Narusaku, Sasusaku, Sasunaru

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[cheapbananas]

niche but i saw someone compare shawn from boy meets world to sirius black so lemme just elaborate on that real quick:

james potter: cory (also eric but ill get to that later)

sirius black: shawn

lily evans: topanga

regulus: jack

mcgonagall: feeny

other guy: hagrid

euphemia + dad: corys parents

remus: youre gonna hate me but veronica

peter: kinda feeling morgan here ngl but also minkus maybe?

some of these are kinda a stretch ik but do you see the vision???? (notice that by giving james to both cory and eric i have included both jegulus and jily (dont tell me jack ans eric arent in love because i wont believe you))

(also side note but riley, maya, and farkle are harry, ron, and hermione)

[startanewdream]

Fate

Summary: The morning after Harry faces Quirrell - and Voldemort -, James and Lily meet Harry's best friends.

I always wanted to write something about James and Lily meeting Ron and Hermione, but this turned out harder than I imagined. So please enjoy probably the only interaction between these four characters I'll ever write.

Read on AO3 or below the cut:

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The halls are empty as they walk by and Lily feels grateful. From everything they’ve heard, the news of Harry’s little night adventure will soon be known by the whole school - as if their son is not already on the spotlight for that scar on his head. The boy-who-lived.

The boy-who-lived again, she thinks somberly, not at all happy with everything that Harry did the last night.

He was supposed to be safe at Hogwarts, and yet his first year had been far from normal. Dumbledore had explained how Quirrell was working with Voldemort - possessed, she remembers with a shudder -, how he was responsible for almost killing Harry on that first Quidditch match and then last night, in his attempt to find the Philosopher's Stone.

She should have known something was bound to happen after Harry had first told them about how someone had jinxed. And she should have noticed how weird he was over Christmas, spending an strange amount of time in the library of their house - which now Lily understands as him searching for clues for who Nicholas Flamel was.

Something Harry had kept a secret of, not once asking his parents if they knew anything about it, which Lily will admonish him later, when he wakes up.

When. The uncertainty of it all makes her shudder too.

At her side, James’ face is troubled. Lily knows he is feeling fiercely proud of their son, of what Harry faced, even though he is worried for Harry’s condition, for what it meant.

The hospital wing is deserted but for its only patient. Madam Pomfrey assures them that Harry is still in the same condition, in that deep sleep of someone who has spent too much of his magic. He will recover, Madam Pomfrey had assured them early in the morning when they had first come to see him, and Dumbledore had also guaranteed it; Harry just needs to replenish his energies.

But despite knowing this and despite having already seen it, her heart still clenches at the sight of Harry laying on that hospital bed, looking so tiny there, his face pale with cuts on his cheeks, and his neck and arms with purple spots where a devil’s snare had bound him.

A devil’s snare. Her eleven-years-old son faced a deadly plant - not to mention that three-headed dog and living chessmen and, of course, Lord Voldemort.

‘He looks so young’, James mumbles, caressing softy Harry’s hair to mess it like Harry enjoys.

‘He is young. Too young to meet Voldemort again - we were at least of age when that happened’.

‘Yeah, but Harry is marked since birth’, James sighs. ‘And at least now we know what this does’.

He touches Harry’s scar carefully, tracing the lightning bolt before rearranging the hair to hide it as Harry always does. Harry always hated that scar, how everyone would look at it when they were out in wizarding places; he always avoided the spotlight.

And then he went and got himself an adventure everyone will know about in Hogwarts, she thinks. 

‘It’s really a love protection’, Lily whispers. ‘I know that Dumbledore always suspected, but -’

‘Oh, don’t talk about him’, James grumbles. ‘I am still a little mad. I get it that he gave Harry all the tools for this quest, but -’

‘But he didn’t warn us’, Lily agrees, sighing. ‘Or told us about. You know why’.

‘We would not allow it. We would want Harry to be protected no matter what’.

‘He already is’, Lily notes, watching her son’s sleeping face. ‘I know it’s not really a comfort, but if he needs to face Voldemort, I will sleep easily knowing that he really can’t touch Harry or get near him at home’.

‘I can’t believe he tried to get back’, James says heavily. ‘I mean, I can, but… I think I let myself believe it would never happen’.

Lily smiles sadly. The shadow of Voldemort hung over their heads for the last ten years, a topic they almost never mention but they can’t forget either. And now, to think of everyone who could have discovered about the Philosopher’s Stone, who could have faced Quirrell - it feels a lot like it was supposed to be Harry, as if it’s his destiny to face -

No, she says to herself, even as she remembers that old prophecy supposedly binding Harry’s fate.

‘And I can’t believe Harry didn’t say anything’, James adds, though Lily thinks he sounds more exasperated than annoyed.

Well, knowing James, he is probably a little impressed that Harry, always dutiful, got to keep a secret about everything and got an adventure that’s undeniably remarkable.

‘Don’t congratulate him for it’, she warns him.

‘Oh, no’, he agrees lightly. ‘I may have found that story with the dragon amusing, but keeping things from us? Especially when he was suspecting old Snape of all people?’

She lets out a reluctant laugh.

‘He is really your son, isn’t he? Barely knows him and already has a grudge against him’.

‘We Potters have good taste; and in any case, he was wrong, wasn’t he?’ James stops, looking at her rather concerned. ‘And how do you feel about it?’

‘About what?’

‘What Dumbledore said. About Snape trying to protect Harry all year and even dealing with Quirrell -’

‘He said it was because of his life’s debt to you’, Lily cuts him off, with fatality in her voice. ‘He probably never got over that, just like he never moved on -’

‘You?’, James asks softly, and Lily pretends to not have heard it.

‘ - on his feud with you’, she finishes. ‘It doesn’t have anything to do with me. We haven’t talked for - what? - over ten years now?’

James just shrugs.

‘I just meant - if you want to talk to him -’

‘There is nothing to talk about’.

He raises his eyebrows, not believing her, and Lily keeps her gaze locked on Harry’s face without betraying any emotion. She is telling him the truth; she feels like there is nothing more between her and Snape - he never once tried to contact her, and for all she has heard now and then as how Snape is as a professor - favouring Slytherins and mistreating other students -, she is not sure she even wants to be near him again.

And she is positive that all he did to help Harry was thinking only to somewhat not feeling more in debt to James. She remembers how sour he had been about that.

There is no reason for Snape to do anything thinking of her.

‘Well, if you are sure, I just thought -’

But whatever James thinks is lost, because they hear a noise coming from the door of the Hospital Wing. Someone is trying to open the locked door, moving the doorknob.

‘You can try Alohomora’, a boy is saying.

‘Not in the Hospital Wing. We will get into trouble’, says a girl.

There is a muffled laugh.

‘More trouble, you mean? And we just want to know how Harry is, it’s no crime -’

‘Well, Madam Pomfrey didn’t let us in earlier. Maybe - maybe we should wait -’

‘We’ve been waiting since yesterday!’

Madam Pomfrey appears after hearing the commotion outside, but Lily raises, shaking her head with a reassuring smile. The nurse frowns, but she nods, returning to her office as Lily approaches the door.

‘Or I can pretend my head is still hurting. Better yet, I can throw myself from some stairs and then - oh!’

Lily opens the door. Facing her are two kids she has never seen before, a tall ginger boy and a girl with a bushy brown hair, but she can deduce who they are from Harry’s description - he mentions them in every letter he sends home and he had talked about Ron and Hermione over Christmas, evidently missing his best friends.

‘Hello’, she greets pleasantly, amused by the fact that they are both frozen staring at her, embarrassed to be caught.

‘He-Hello, Mrs. Potter’, Hermione says, nudging Ron when he stays silent.

‘We didn’t mean to disturb’, he says hurriedly, the tip of his ears burning. ‘We just -’

‘Wanted to see Harry, yes, I heard you. Please come in. Harry is still sleeping but you can stay a little - it’s better than injuring yourself’.

Now his whole face is as red as his hair, but Ron nods, entering the infirmary with Hermione. They look both shy, their steps slow as they approach the bed Harry is sleeping in, throwing brief glances at James. When Lily turns to him, she sees James is frowning, looking strangely stern, his face unsmiling.

‘Hello, Mr. Potter’, Hermione says with a tentative smile.

‘Er - nice to meet you, Mr. Potter’, Ron adds.

James just nods, quiet and unmoving. Ron and Hermione exchange a look, apparently unsure of what to make of him - Lily supposes that Harry shared with them stories about his father’s years at Hogwarts and that his somber face is nothing like they expected; but, to their credits, they keep moving until they are on the other side of Harry’s bed.

And then their stress with meeting Harry’s parents finally turns completely into their stress for Harry; Lily sees the worry on their faces, how upset they seem contemplating the injuries on Harry - despite the fact that Ron has the same purple marks on his neck, she realizes - and how they really care for Harry.

‘Is he okay?’, asks Hermione, her voice heavy as if she is refraining from crying. Ron takes a step closer to her almost without noticing it.

‘He will be’, Lily assures them softly, coming to James’ side, but his eyes are still on the pair in front of him, slightly narrowed.

She resists the urge to sigh. They've already shown they are his friend…

'He could have died', James says grimly. 'He faced Voldemort'.

They both shudder, and Lily throws a warning look at James now. They are just kids.

‘Was really him?’, Ron asks in a scared whisper.

‘And Professor Quirrell?’, Hermione adds, equally trembling. ‘Was he really working with You-Know-Who?’

‘Yes’, Lily says simply, arranging Harry’s blanket around him. There is no reason to lie to them - and they need to understand. ‘You could have all been killed’.

Ron and Hermione exchange a look and now Lily sees resolution in their faces, all traces of fear disappearing.

‘We couldn’t let Harry alone’, Ron says quietly. Lily feels his loyalty, but there is none of it in his voice as if it never occurred to him to do anything differently.

She fights back a smile, glancing briefly at James and hoping it’s enough for him - it certainly is enough for her, but James just crosses his arms.

‘And you didn’t think of calling someone?’, he asks, raising his eyebrows, watching them flush under the seriousness in his voice.

‘We tried Professor Dumbledore’, answers Hermione, and Lily remembers Harry saying, exasperated and fondly, that Hermione always feels a need to provide a right answer. ‘It was the first place we went, but we found out he was gone and… and Professor Snape suspected us, and we thought - well - he seemed so suspicious - ’

‘That old bat really looks like your typical villain’, James agrees, making Ron chuckle in appreciation. The corners of James’ mouth twitch too and he almost breaks his stern parent character.

‘James…’, she calls him, just a little bit reprehensive. They are the parents there after all.

‘Well -’, Hermione continues, looking uncertain of what to make of James making fun of a professor. ‘There was no time to call anyone - we didn’t know who to trust and Harry knew there was no time to contact you’.

‘He wrote you a letter’, Ron says, a little hesitant. ‘Just in case… he said’.

Lily shudders.

‘He knew what was at stake’, Hermione adds, her voice very low. ‘And so did we’.

‘And you went anyway?’, James asks.

Ron and Hermione seem bewildered by James’ question.

‘Harry was going’, Ron answers at last as if that explains everything. Hermione nods.

‘He said… Harry said that if he didn’t do anything, he would only risk... dying... a bit later than he would have, because he was never going over to the Dark Side. He said he was going through the trapdoor because - because You-Know-Who had tried to kill you and he had to act’.

Her breath catches in her throat and Lily glances over to Harry, to that small kid laying on the hospital bed, her heart filling with a pride of him that protects her from the flood of fear Hermione’s account also brings her.

She had wondered why Harry had gone over to face Quirrell when he knew Voldemort was somehow involved, and she had thought it was just an impulsive streak on him, a desire to do the right thing because James had taught Harry since he was very young to be brave and selfless and to stand up. But she had never guessed that Harry had thought of them, as if somehow he felt the need to protect his parents too.

‘Oh, Harry’, James whispers at her side, his voice tender as he stares at his son as if he wants to take Harry and run away with him to the safest place he can find. Then he blinks and turns to Ron and Hermione, his face serious. ‘So - instead of telling your friend that his idea was crazy and that you should find some adult to deal with it, you just went with him to face an evil Dark Lord?’

There is another look exchanged between Ron and Hermione, and it suddenly occurs to Lily that they can talk to each other without exchanging any word at all.

‘Hum. Yeah?’, Ron says, again sounding as if it is obvious to him.

‘Even when you could be expelled?’, James adds, looking at Hermione. Her face is all flushed, but she nods.

‘There are worse things than being expelled’, she says, making Ron throw an amused look at her.

‘Now you think that?’

‘Well, I learned, didn’t I?’

‘Who would have thought that Miss Know-it-all would -’

James coughs loudly, interrupting them, and they turn to him with a guilty expression on their faces, looking like kids who have just been scolded by their parents.

They are, Lily thinks, and James is a parent. Despite everything they’ve been through that year - that story with the troll, stopping the jinx on Harry on his first Quidditch game, searching for Nicholas Flamel, that weird story with the baby dragon and then a detention on the Forbidden Forest (she is not sure what Dumbledore was up with that) -, which she feels are adventures enough for a lifetime instead for just their first year at Hogwarts, they are just kids.

Kids who are Harry’s friends and considering Harry’s involvement in all those adventures, how he seems a magnet for trouble, she thinks they will need to be ready for any challenge if they want to be by Harry’s side. 

No, not if they want. Considering where they were last night, considering the resolve she sees in their eyes, it seems that decision is already made for them. It fills her with pride that Harry radiates loyalty to his friends just as much as it fills her with dread that he may need it.

And still, there is a warmth in her heart now as she contemplates them, a sudden fondness for both of them, but Lily waits for James. She knows trust is much harder for him and that James is always sensitive about friendship values.

‘If I were you’, James begins, his voice strict before he breaks into that contagious lopsided grin that is his trademark, ‘I would have done the same’.

‘Hmm, what, Mr. Potter?’, Hermione asks, confused.

‘Oh, everything you did, except I would never forget my Invisibility Cloak on top of the Astronomy Tower’, James says genially. ‘And it’s James, Mr. Potter was my old dad’.

‘You mean… you are not mad with us?’, tries Ron.

‘I am a little mad that Harry didn’t tell us sooner, but about you two - oh, no, I’m very glad that you are friends with Harry’.

They smile tentatively.

‘Not that we approve you didn’t call an adult to solve everything’, Lily adds lightly. ‘But, yes, we are happy Harry has friends by his side’.

‘Who helped with that dragon?’

‘My brother’, Ron says, bewildered, looking at James. ‘He sent some friends to collect him’.

‘Baby dragon’, James says, amused. ‘Now that’s something I’ve never thought before’.

‘And Hogwarts is a safer place because of it. Imagine if you ever laid a hand on a dragon’, Lily says, grinning at him. Then she turns to Ron and Hermione. ‘You should come stay with us for a few days in the summer’.

‘I - Harry too, I mean -’ Ron flushes up to his hair. ‘It’s not a big house, nothing like you must have, but Mum told me to invite Harry too’.

‘Molly, isn’t it?’, Lily asks, smiling at him. ‘I loved the sweater she sent Harry. I have to thank her for it’.

‘We knew her brothers’, James adds, with a sigh. ‘But we were never very close to her and Arthur. Time to fix that, huh?'

‘We should have a family dinner. We can call both your parents - yours are Muggle, right?’, Lily asks, turning to Hermione, who nods.

‘They are… Harry told me you are Muggleborn too, Mrs. Potter?’

‘It’s Lily, and yes, I’m Muggleborn’. Their eyes meet and Lily sees something flashing in Hermione’s eyes, something she remembers sharing with Mary McDonalds many years ago - that acknowledgement of what it means to have Muggle parents in the wizarding world. They smile at each other.

Then Hermione turns to James and says timidly: ‘Harry also told me you are a transfiguration theorist, Mr. Potter’.

‘James’, he reinforces, though his smile shows he knows he doesn’t expect Hermione to immediately call him by his first name. ‘I wouldn’t say a theorist, I do enjoy some practical applications’, he says, but Hermione’s puzzled look tells them Harry didn’t share with them that his father is an animagus. ‘You like Transfiguration?’

‘I love it!’, Hermione says excitedly, just as Ron groans and shakes his head. ‘It’s my favourite subject - Professor McGonagall is amazing and everything just makes so much sense -’

‘Hermione’, Ron calls her, exasperated. ‘Keep talking about Transfiguration and Harry will refuse to wake up for the boredom of it’.

She flushes, but James lets out a chuckle. ‘Harry never appreciated Transfiguration’, he says, winking at Hermione. ‘That’s fine, we true connoisseurs  of the most noble of the magical arts can discuss it later’.

Hermione looks simply delighted at the idea. Ron laughs.

‘Watch it’, he warns James, good-hearted. ‘There is not a thing Hermione can’t discuss for hours’.

He is teasing, but there is such fondness in his voice that shows how he really feels about Hermione’s obsessions.

‘As if you are not the same with chess’, Hermione replies, in the same voice, smiling.

‘Oh, that’s true, you were the one that beat Minerva’s chess’, James says. ‘I was impressed - I only beat her once. You should try playing with her sometime’.

‘With Professor McGonagall?’, Ron asks, surprised. ‘No, I couldn’t -’

‘Minerva doesn’t bite’, James assures him. ‘Beneath her stern face there is a soft kitty’.

Ron raises his eyebrows, clearly unsure if James is playing with him or not - Lily knows that James has a soft spot for Minerva, but she isn’t certain if anyone could describe her as a soft kitt

'She also has the best biscuits', James adds, eyes sparkling. Ron's smile is brighter now, which sparks a memory on Lily.

'Have you had breakfast yet?', she asks and they both shake their head. 'Go on then, you should eat'.

'Ah…', Ron hesitates, even as his stomach rumbles. Lily resists a sudden urge to pass her hand through his red hair, like she would with Harry. 

'You can come back later', she promises, knowing what's on their minds. Her smile falters a little. 'Harry will be here for a while'.

They turn to Harry, somber too.

'He will be okay', Hermione whispers, more to herself, and Ron takes a step closer to her, bumping her shoulder with his arms; he is much taller than her.

'Sure he will', he says confidently. 'It's Harry'.

She turns to him, smiling and nodding, and Ron's ears turn red. Lily fights back a smile.

Harry will have a full plate with these two someday.

'We will come back later then. See you, Mr. and Mrs. Potter', says Hermione, practical, grabbing Ron's arm so they can leave. Ron nods to them.

Lily watches them go with a soft smile before sitting on the closest empty bed.

James sits next to her, his arms around her waist and Lily rests her head against his shoulder.

'Harry will be fine', James whispers and Lily knows what he is talking about.

She thinks of watching James with Sirius, Remus and even Peter all those years go, back in their first year at Hogwarts. She remembers being annoyed by them, those boys that were always involved in some prank and that never left Snape alone, but also impressed by their friendship. Whatever reservations Lily had with them back then, she would never deny they were true friends, always together, always with each other's back.

There is also a sadness when she thinks about them, as she remembers how that bright group of Marauders almost broke from inside - the dark time when they were at war, when they mistrusted each other. She thinks of how James had been broken then, having to admit there was a traitor among them and not knowing - not believing - who it could be.

And she remembers the darkness on his face as he understood Peter had betrayed him. Peter, who James had protected so much, had comforted in the most difficult times and to whom James had trusted the things he most valued in his life - his family.

When Peter had died, something had died in James too. Lily always thought that his death had broken James mostly because now he would never understand why Peter had betrayed them.

And as Harry's letter began mentioning more and more Ron and then Hermione, when it became obvious that Harry was attached to them with a fierceness that spoke of his love and loyalty, James had been worried. He understood the betrayal and heartbreak that came with losing a friend - something Lily shared too. They both knew what it meant to give a piece of your heart to someone who broke it without hesitation.

But now… after seeing Ron and Hermione worried about Harry, knowing that it never occurred to them that Harry could go alone, she knows James is right.

Maybe Harry's destiny is really predicted by that prophecy, maybe he was always meant to face Voldemort the night before. But Lily thinks of the coincidences that meant Harry and Ron would share the exact same train compartment and then how, of all students, they would be the one to face a troll with Hermione, and she thinks that maybe fate meant for them to be friends.

It's a comforting thought. 

[floralembarrassment]

I have a very sad thought but you know how regulus is raising harry knowing French? What if canon events occurred but instead of jily, jegulus dies protecting harry. What if when harry meets fleur for example he has to awkwardly say that he cant speak french, even if in another universe he was brought up with it all the time.

Oh you said very sad thought and my brain went oh how about this scenario... this one is for you anon.

I'm sorry I can't (1/1) (post jegulus golden trio)

"But Harry I thought you knew French?" Ron said as Fleur tried to ask them for help navigating the castle. Harry looked out the window of the great hall. It was was raining and he was thankful he could get lost in drops because he didn't realize he would be holding back a few welling in his eyes.

"I do... I just- I can't speak it." Harry stammered. He didn't have many memories of his parents, but his Papa's voice was burned into his brain. His lullabies were what still calmed him on his most desperate nights and really, you don't forget the language you were born with and spoken to in your first year. Of course, he was never allowed to speak it after but he never could bring himself to connect with the language without thinking of his family anyway. A lot of it came back to him too after Hagrid had gifted him a scrapbook full of pictures of James and Regulus happy with Harry. There was also a small portrait in the back of it where both Regulus and James spoke to him, he could hear their voices and while it was everything it was also beautifully and harrowingly emptying to know he could never have them back.

"It's okay Harry, you don't have too." Hermione put a kind hand on his shoulder and kicked Ron under the table.

"Maybe ask Francois, yes in the yellow tie. He is from France actually," Hermione pointed and out and shooed Fleur away.

"Sorry Mate, I uhh I didn't realize..." Ron said leaning across the table. "No no, it's alright. I um... I think I'm gonna go send a letter to Sirius. I'll catch up with you later." Harry said standing quickly and giving them both a weak smile. Harry knew Sirius would be able to help him feel better, since he too couldn't bare to utter a word in French any longer but for different reasons. He could, however, tell Harry stories about James and Regulus and that always left them both feeling a bit better and more connected to those they love so much.

[twelvegods]

dating harry potter headcanons

pairing/s; harry potter x gn!reader

warning/s; suggestive content

summary; what being harry potter’s s/o would be like.

a/n; i... want to write more about this boy pLS THAT LAST LINE CAME OUT OF NOWHERE IT SCARED ME,,, i had to pump the brakes i feel like i was averting a little ways away from the original request but lordie do i have so much more to offer oh my god he’s literally so underrated in his own fandom like i was looking through the harry potter x reader tags and i’m literally coming up blank like ??? he’s the bloody chosen one,, do better

☆ let’s be clear here; harry potter is a simp for anyone that can put him in his place fight me on this do not,, you will lose

☆ the brainer the better

☆ that said he definitely had a crush on hermione second year

☆ no i will not elaborate

☆ you’re most likely friends with hermione brightest-witch-of-her-age granger because you’re not just a brainiac but you’re also an achiever so it’s most likely you hang out with the brainiest of the bunch in hopes of either a.) them rubbing off on you or b.) learning all their secrets

☆ that and most of the time she’s one of the people on the same wave length as you

☆ so prior to your relationship, you best believe he had a raging crush on you to the point that he won’t stop gushing talking about you to ron and hermione

☆ and hermione’s just like “harry i already know all this, they’re my friend, i see them everyday?”

☆ “‘mione you don’t get it, they’re perfect—”

☆ ron’s so close to dunking his whole head into a bubbling cauldron: "mate we do get it; they’re pretty, they’re smart, you want them to break your bloody heart, but please we’re in the middle of flunking potions, get your shit together.”

☆ reminds me of jily but make it golden trio era

☆ he was just listening in on your conversations with hermione one time and was completely hooked by your entire vibes like talk about absolute boss

☆ whenever you’re in the same room as him, he literally forgets how to breathe

☆ it’s the one and only time he actually shuts up about you because you’re right there and he’s flustered and frozen and red in the face and his friends are just holding in laughter at this point

☆ you meet his gaze and smile and he short circuits, leaving you blinking in confusion as hermione and ron drag a shocked harry away, smiling and nodding sheepishly

☆ scours the stands for you during quidditch matches and, moments after ron points you out, devours the feeling of warmth he feels when he finds you looking his way

☆ despite everything, hermione and ron are actually very supportive in his obsession with you because he deserves to be happy and you make him happiest

☆ so of course they set you two up

☆ ron and hermione, straightforward as ever, literally just approach you just as you leave your common room with harry cluelessly in tow, hermione’s red in the face and ron’s a little awkward but they outright blurt “he likes you!�� before frantically running in two different directions

☆ leaving the two of you blinking in bewilderment, heat rushing towards both your faces

☆ harry sheepishly admits his crush on you and you do the same, and let me tell you his heart just about stopped

☆ takes you to madame puddifoot’s on the first date because hey, plenty of dates happen there for a reason, right? he’s a little awkward but he’s regaining bits and pieces of his confidence as he sees you enjoying yourself in his company

☆ you maybe harry’s s/o but you were hermione’s friend first

☆ he can be seen pouting in the distance whenever you’re hanging out with the bushy haired girl

☆ accompanies you to the library to try and get stuff done with you but he literally just falls asleep on your shoulder

☆ let him sleep, poor boy’s been through a lot

☆ not a fan of pda, being the chosen one and all that already gives him plenty of unwanted attention. he just wants something private for once and you’re the perfect recluse

☆ doesn’t mean he wouldn’t proudly show you off in public; you’re hands are practically glued together or he has an arm slung around your shoulders or waist.

☆ kisses the crown of your head a lot

☆ don’t be fooled, he’s touch-starved so when it’s just you two, he will literally smother you with his whole self. just straight up spread eagles himself on top of you and will not move, baby just basks in your warmth.

☆ loves spending time in your dorm better because bonus points you read to him and he just loves the sound of your voice mixed with the comforting rise and fall of your chest and the sound of your heartbeat as well

☆ you’re let in in a lot of things now about the whole you know who situation and you’re his rock. he’s tired, not just physically but mentally and emotionally too and often times he breaks down in front of you

☆ being harry potter meant he had a lot of responsibility weighing him down, and you tried to the best of your ability to lift that weight and he appreciates that so much

☆ you both come to each other with your troubles

☆ he takes you on plenty of romantic dates and sometimes he can’t afford to do a lot of grand gestures but he always makes up for it with absolute quality time with you

☆ he isn’t the jealous type, you are in the relationship

☆ harry can quickly tell when you are though and teases you a little before eventually showering you in affection and reassures you

☆ “don’t tease me like that, you don’t understand how many people would kill to be in my shoes, potter.”

☆ “yeah, but i don’t want those people, i want you. i only have eyes for you.”

☆ “four eyes,” you mumble, looking away when your boyfriend’s eyes widen comically before gathering himself with a small smirk

☆ “double the attention, then.” he winks before throwing his head back in shared laughter

☆ he positively lights up whenever you’re around

☆ compliments you all the time

☆ absolute shared glares and resting bitch faces when it comes to draco malfoy trying to bully him, or anyone for that matter

☆ the power that glare holds resonates power couple

☆ all the more powerful when it’s you and harry and ron and hermione just,,, imagine draco literally being blown away by the sheer power

☆ gives you the weekly password to the portrait and in return you give him the answer to your common room (unless you’re in gryffindor then just ignore this one)

☆ loves it when he’s studying in the common room and there’s only a few people and you come in and plop yourself on his lap like you belong there

☆ you do

☆ he was flustered at first but eventually it becomes such a common happenstance that he just kisses the side of your head in greeting before wrapping your legs around his waist and leaning your head against the crook of his neck like you’re a baby while he continues on with his homework

☆ don’t worry he does the exact same thing in your common room

☆ being there for every nightmare and soothing him down

☆ kisses you so sweetly and passionately like he can’t get enough of you but once you take the reign and start nipping at his lips, his legs turn to jelly and he’s putty in your hands

☆ he really, really doesn’t want to lose you, he’s lost so much already

☆ in his head, you’re the only constant

[lilahisntsadanymore]

Tried to write some cozy, Christmas vibe fanfic where everyone is happy. Ofc Y/n is Sirius' daughter because I like this trope in Golden Trio era fanfics idk sorry aaaa

The reader pronouns: she/her (I decided to start adding this instead of writing it in the pairing thing like a character x pronoun!reader)

Pairing: friends!Golden Trio x reader, dad!Sirius Black x reader, hints at Fred Weasley x reader, a bit of Jily

Words count: 4.1k

Tw: none, everyone is safe and happy (well, except Y/n’s mother and Regulus who still died but Sirius knows he was a good person), this is an AU where James and Lily lived but Peter didn’t want to go to Azkaban so he made everyone think Sirius killed him, also there might be some typos because I wrote it on the laptop during online classes lol

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Christmas at Grimmauld Place

Sirius sat in the living room of his house impatiently. He was finally able to meet his daughter after so many years. This could have been done earlier, but Remus advised it's better to wait. So Sirius waited. But now it was finally the right time. The Christmas break.

Y/n was more than excited to go home this Christmas break. Well, home, her new home. So far, she lived with her godfather Remus, but this year she was supposed to visit the house her father inherited and lived in. The house at Grimmauld Place. Y/n was anxious, but still couldn’t wait until the train arrives at the destination.

"How do you feel about meeting Sirius?" Hermione asked.

"I've got mixed feelings." Y/n answered truthfully. "Imagine meeting your dad for a quick moment after him being in Azkaban for twelve years, not seeing him for over a year and eventually spending Christmas together."

“Don’t worry, Y/n, he’s awesome!” Harry assured excitedly. He, Ron and Hermione had spent some time with Sirius last summer. Y/n didn’t understand why she coudn’t while they could, but she didn’t want to argue with Remus.

Suddenly the train stopped and the passengers were able to exit it. Finally. It were just a few hours but to Y/n it felt like eternity. The quartet rushed to get off of the train. Y/n looked around the station. She saw Lily and James, but neither Sirius nor Remus were nowhere to be seen.

“Mum, dad.” Harry smiled at his parents.

“Good afternoon.” Y/n, Hermione and Ron greeted in unison.

The older couple greeted them and explained they came to pick them up alone to not catch unnecessary attention. The more people, the louder it would be. So Sirius, Remus, Molly and Arthur were supposed to stay at Grimmauld Place.

As they waited for the rest of Weasley kids to join, they talked about school. Well, Lily tried to keep the conversation about grades, classes, the teachers, while James talked about quidditch.

“When I was 16,” the man recalled as he put his arm around his son’s shoulders, “I became the captain. After that happpened, your mother didn’t miss a single match.”

“Let me remind you it was the year Marlene finally got on the team, she’s my best friend.” Lily pointed out, laughing. “I still hated you back then!”

“Oh please, you loved me.” James teased.

Y/n, Hermione, Ron and Harry started giving looks to one another as they all beamed. Despite graduating many years ago, James and Lily sometimes still did act like teenagers (as much as Lily would never admit it). Their little squabble was interrupted by the arrival of the rest of Weasley children.

“Alright, is everyone ready to go?” Lily asked, when she and James finished greeting them all.

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The Potters apparated the kids to the house at Grimmauld Place. Well, outside of it, because of all the safety charms put on it. Lily used her wand to reveal the house. Two residential blocks of the number 11 and 13 were shoved away by the house of the number 12 suddenly appearing between them.

Old stairs were leading to the front door, which surprisingly didn’t have anything that could be the handle or even just a hole for the key. A thing that draw Y/n’s attention was a silver knocker in a shape of a serpent. There was a doorbell, but before anyone could press it, James pointed at it and warned:

“Don’t use the doorbell. It wakes up the portrait of Sirius’ mother, your grandmother, Y/n. And it’s so bloody loud.”

The door could be opened either by someone from the outside or with the use of magic. Of course, James used magic, but in the matter of seconds Molly Weasley appeared in the hallway, greeting everybody.

“It’s good to see you too, Mrs Weasley.” Y/n beamed at the woman after receiving a tight hug.

The girl looked around. The hallway looked gloomy and dark, it had a scary vibe. Y/n didn’t expect the rest of the house to be different. Maybe somehow she could get used to sleeping here, but she felt that the first night could be difficult.

“Sirius!” Harry exclaimed as soon as the door of the dining room opened. He ran to the man to hug him.

“Dad...” Y/n whispered as she felt a weave of both happiness and anxiety overwhelming her body. She put down her trunk as the man walked closer to her.

Sirius looked at his daughter with the biggest smile ever. Y/n was beaming as well. Compared to the last time they saw each other, both of them changed. They saw each other for a short moment in the end of Y/n’s 3rd year. Y/n grew up. And Sirius, well, he was clean and had normal clothes instead of a prison suit.

“I’m sorry for leaving for so long, but your safety comes first.” Sirius embraced Y/n. “I promise it won’t happen again.”

“It’s all good now.” The girl assured. “I’m not angry.”

Sirius and Y/n pulled away from each other. Neither of them knew how to act or what to say. The man turned to the rest and proposed to show them their rooms. Hermione, Harry and the Weasleys occupied the same rooms as they did last summer. 

Sirius showed Y/n her room. It was near Hermione and Ginny’s room. There was a big bed with scarlet and gold bedsheets. Other necessary bedroom furniture like the wardrobe, the desk with a chair, some shelves and a nightstand were made of a pale brown type of wood. There was a dark carpet on the floor in a colour between brown and grey. The walls were covered in scarlett wallpaper with gold stars.

“It was renovated just for you.” Sirius announced. “I hope you like it.”

“Like? I love it!” Y/n assured. “I can’t wait to properly move in after this school year.”

“Since you’re planning on moving in, with Remus’ permission of course, there is one more thing you have to see.”

Sirius led Y/n to the drawing room, which was on the first floor. It had huge windows through which the street was visible, even though the building was theoretically hidden for anyone outside. Y/n’s attention was drawn to the big tapestry of what she figured was her family’s family tree.

“The Noble and Most Ancient House of Black,” the girl read out loud, “Toujours pur. This thing is old, isn’t it?”

“Very old.” Sirius nodded. “It was made somewhere in the 13th century. I despise this bloody thing, but I figured you should see it. Here’s your grandmother. An awful, spiteful woman with a violent temper.”

Sirius pointed at a small porait of a woman, under which was written ‘Walburga Black’. Her either black or very dark brown hair were put in an elegant hairstyle. Y/n noticed something weird. She was born into the Black family, same as her husband Orion Black.

“Did she marry her second cousin?” Y/n asked and made a puking expression after her dad confirmed that.

Under Walburga and Orion there were two sons - Sirius and Regulus. The girl knew from Remus that her father was disowned, so she wasn’t surprised to see his portrait burned off of the tree. Under him, there was an empty portrait. It was Y/n’s. It was signed with ‘Y/n Black’.

“They used to not keep track of descandants of disowned relatives,” Sirius began explaining, “but after mother found out I ‘killed’ a few muggles and a half blood, she probably regretted burning me off. And that’s probably why she left me this house in her will.” A chuckle escaped his mouth.

“Turning in her grave right now, isn’t she?” Y/n laughed.

“Spinning violently, I suppose.”

The both of them burst out with laugher. Y/n knew Walburga would hate her and was really glad that Sirius wasn’t like his mother. Their little laughing session was interrupted by some screams coming from the hallway.

“STAINS OF DISHONOUR, FILTHY HALF BREEDS, BLOOD TRAITORS! HOW DARE YOU BEFOUL THE HOUSE OF MY FATHERS!”

“Speak of the devil.” Sirius muttered under his breath and rushed out of the room. Y/n walked after him.

After watching the adults trying to close the curtains on Walburga’s screeching portrait, Y/n asked Sirius to continue the house tour. The next stop was was a room on which’s doors was a sign Do Not Enter Without the Express Permission of Regulus Arcturus Black.

The room looked like nothing was changed since Regulus died, as Y/n assumed. The drawers of his desk probably hid many interesting things that would tell the girl more about him or the rest of the Black family. But out of respect to him, Y/n didn’t want to open these drawers.

The decorations proudly highlighted that Regulus was a Slytherin. The walls, the windows, the bed, everything was in green and silver. A thing anyone who entered the room noticed firstly, was a big crest of the House of Black over the bed along with the family’s motto.

Sirius’ room, which Y/n saw later on, was very different from Regulus’ room. In this room, the Gryffindor colours played a big role along with muggle posters sticked to walls.

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The first day at Grimmauld Place was quite...intense. Y/n got into bed with many thoughts on her mind. From how deranged her grandmother was, to what could have happened to her uncle. Or her mother, whom she didn’t get herself to ask Sirius about. All she knew from Remus was that her name was Cynthia, she was a Ravenclaw and a friend of Luna Lovegood’s mum.

On the next day’s very early morning, sudden knocking ripped Y/n out of her sleep. Who could it be at such early hour? It was a bit after 5am. The girl stood up and walked to open the door.

“What happened?” Y/n asked in a whisper when she saw the Weasley twins on the other side of the door.

"Good evening, Pupcake." They said in unison. It was a nickname they made up for Y/n.

“Are you gonna look for presents with us?” Fred asked, whispering.

“It wasn’t exactly what I would do at 5 in the morning, but alright.”

The girl slowly closed the door of her room and tiptoed to the stairs with the twins. Of course Y/n wanted to find out what will she get for Christmas. Who wouldn’t? Well, while the present from Mrs Weasley was obvious, Y/n was eager to know what Sirius planned on giving her.

As the three friends were quietly sneaking down the stairs, Y/n’s hand brushed Fred’s hand on the banister. Thankfully it was still dark, so the twins couldn’t see how Y/n blushed. Yes, Y/n had a crush on her friend’s older brother and no, she didn’t want anyone to know. It was so cheesy, she was sure she would be made fun of for it.

The reason why Y/n wasn’t on the Gryffindor quidditch team was that she was a quite clumsy person. She could stumble over her own feet sometimes. Exactly how she did this time. She fell off of the last step of the stairs.

“Bloody hell.” Y/n swore as the portrait of her grandmother began screaming. The curtains slid away, revealing Walburga Black once again yelling several mean things.

Y/n’s heart sped up, she didn’t know what to do. Thankfully, the twins were 17 already, which meant they could apparate. Fred gently grabbed Y/n by the arm and apparated to another room.

Taking a look around, Y/n figured she’s in the twins’ room.

“Thanks.” She managed to say, still in panic from what has just happened.

“Did you think I’d leave you there?” Fred asked.

"Shhh, quiet, lovebirds." George shushed. "We don't want anyone to hear us, do we?"

Y/n nodded, pretending she didn't hear the nickname. Fred did the guesture of zipping his mouth shut.

A moment later, they heard Walburga's scream quiet down and eventually disappear. But then another sound disturbed the three teenagers. Someone was coming to the room as they could tell by the sound of steps, which was getting closer and closer with each one.

"Fredrick Gideon Weasley and George Fabian Weasley!" Now it was Molly's scream filling the house. "Can't you behave just this once?!"

The woman violently opened the door. She had a furious expression on her face, which softened immediately when she saw that Y/n also was in the room.

"We're so sorry, Mrs Weasley." Y/n began, knowing she can always talk a way out it. "It's my fault, I woke up early and asked Fred and George to go to the kitchen with me to eat earlier. I tripped over my own feet and woke the portrait up."

"It's all good, sweetheart. It's almost 6, we all needed to wake up anyways." Molly smiled at the girl.

"I didn't mean to do it. I didn't know it's so easy to make her start yelling and everything..."

"As I said, it's alright. How could you know? Will you come help me with breakfast?"

"Of course, Mrs Weasley, that's the least I can do to express how sorry I am."

"And you," the woman turned to the twins, "you will help me clean up after breakfast. Without magic!"

Molly left the room. Y/n winked at the twins and walked behind the woman. The girl knew she could also convince Molly to not punish the boys. That was a thing Y/n was known for - if there was anybody who could persuade people out of something (or into something) it was Y/n. She often used this skill with teachers.

Sirius and Remus were in the kitchen, drinking coffee. They heard the conversation Y/n had with Molly, it reminded them of their times at Hogwarts. Sirius smiled at his daughter, she reminded him of young himself.

"Good morning, Molly." Remus said.

"Good morning, Remus, Sirius." The woman replied.

"I'm sorry," Y/n chimed in, "you know, for the wakeup."

"We were up anyways." Sirius assured. "You know, the full moon's coming up and-"

"That's enough, Padfoot." Remus interrupted him.

"Oh no," Y/n's face saddened, "does it mean you won't be with us for Christmas?"

"Unfortunately. But Lily and James are here. Not to mention it's the first Christmas in many years you'll spend with your dad."

"I know, I know. But I'm just worried about you. As always."

"And as always I'll be as good as new after the full moon."

Y/n gave a hug to her godfather and her father, then began helping Molly with breakfast.

Of course the girl felt bad about what Remus had to go through each full moon, but there wasn't anything she could do about it.

About half an hour later, the breakfast was almost ready. Molly asked Sirius and Remus to carry plates, cups, forks, knifes and all that stuff to the dining room. In the meantime, Y/n was finishing pancakes.

"Pupcake is making pancakes," Fred chuckled, apparating into the kitchen,"I hope you didn't poison them."

The boy suddenly appearing in the room was a little surprising, but also expectable. Y/n didn't let it scare her.

"I poisoned only the ones for you, Freddie." The girl announced, trying to make her voice sound serious.

"We all know you love me too much to actually poison me." The boy sat on the kitchen counter, knowing Y/n is joking. “Besides, how would you know which ones I’ll eat?”

"You should know by now that I can easily read your mind and predict your actions.”

“Oh, really? Then what am I thinking about?”

“Easy one. Me.” The girl said undoubtfully as she put the last pancake on a plate.

“Damn it, you really can read my mind, Pupcake.”

Their cute little moment was interrupted by Sirius clearing his throat. Y/n turned around and Fred nervously jumped off of the kitchen counter. The awkward moment when they all just stood in the kitchen silently felt like eternity but lasted only about a few seconds.

“Seems like everything’s ready,” Molly announced as she walked into the room, “kids, could you two call the rest for breakfast?”

“Sure thing.” Y/n replied with a smile. She grabbed Fred by the wrist and dragged him out of the room.

The girl went to wake up Hermione and Ginny while Fred was supposed to wake up the boys. Good thing they didn’t have to wake up Mr and Mrs Potter, because they passed by them on the stairs.

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The breakfast was huge and delicious, very similar to breakfasts at Hogwarts. Pancakes, french toasts, some fruits and veggies, tea, coffe, orange juice. After the breakfast, it was the time to put up the the Christmas tree and decorate it.

With so many people, decorating the tree wasn’t so easy. Maybe it was a little chaotic, but at least it was fun. Sirius stood a few meters away, just watching everyone putting the ornaments on the tree and chattering. Of course there were some tiny agrues and squabbles, but what would be Christmas without these?

He looked at Y/n discussing the decorations with Harry, Ron and Hermione. They reminded him of himself and his friends. Such a shame Peter was a traitor. Hopefully this new generation didn’t have to deal with people like him.

Sirius heard about this group Harry and a few other students (including Y/n) made. Dumbledore’s Army. James and Sirius were the only adults that knew about it so far, because they overheard Harry and Hermione talking about it. They both approved of this idea.

Later on, Y/n sat alone by the firepace in the drawing room. She was on the floor, looking at the dancing flames. It was the evening to the fire was the only source of light in the room. Out of a sudden, Y/n felt someone sitting next to her. Dad, the girl thought.

“What are you thinking about?” The man asked, noticing that his daughter looks a bit worried.

“I wish mum was here with us...” Y/n said in a dreamy tone. Maybe she was kind of avoiding answering the question or maybe she was sharing a part of her thoughts. “Dad, how did mum die? Remus never wanted to told me, he said he wasn’t sure if you’d want me to know.”

“I knew you’ll ask about it someday,” Sirius sighed, “although I kept hoping you won’t. But you deserve to know what happened. Cynthia, Pandora and Regulus had their little group and their shenanigans. Nobody knew what were they plotting about-”

“So they were just like you and your friends?” Y/n interrupted, chuckling.

“I guess you could say that. Everyone was shocked when me and your mother announced we’re getting married. They thought she went dark, because Regulus was a deatheater and she was hanging out with him a lot during our Hogwarts days.”

“My uncle worked for Voldemort?” Y/n felt chills run down her back. She despised Voldemort and his pathetic supporters, but at the same time she was terryfied by the thought of them. She didn’t get why would her dad let his brother become a deatheater.

“Partially. In the end it turned out that he, Cynthia and Pandora were making up a plan to destroy him. It all was between the three of them, even I barely knew anything. Then Reggie disappeared, so your mum went to look for him and never came back. I’ve lost all contact with Pandora, but I know she was working on something that would help with defeating Voldemort...”

“Pandora is Luna Lovegood’s mum, I’m friends with Luna-”

“Really? Cynthia hoped you’d be. She and Pandora had it all planned out, they even promised each other that your middle name was going to be Luna and Luna’s middle name was supposed to be Y/n.”

“And it is! We had many conversations about it, many theories were made.” Y/n chuckled, “Anyways, she said her mum died when she was 9. She was working on some new spell. So, are there any clues left on what mum, uncle and Pandora were doing? Maybe stuff they left? Some advice or something?”

“I see what you’re trying to do. I liked this idea with that group you joined, but I can’t let you end up like your mother. This is the real world, this is dangerous, if you make a mistake, there won’t be Harry to correct you.”

“I didn’t ‘join’ Dumbledore’s Army, I co-founded it with Harry, Ron and Hermione. I understand I can die, but I’d gladly die fighting for what’s right, so that the younger wizards could grow up not even knowing who Lord Voldemort was-” Y/n began explaning in a violent tone of voice. She felt offended by her father thinking she isn’t good enough to fight the deatheaters.

“Hey, hey, hey, calm down,” Sirius chuckled, putting an arm around his daughter’s shoulders, “it’s good to see you show off your mother’s will to fight and that violent temper so typical for the Black side of your family, but calm down. I need you to understand you’re the only family I have left and I don’t want to lose you.”

≫ ──── ««•◦ ✪ ◦•»» ──── ≪

When the house is packed with two Blacks, one Granger, three Potters and six Weasleys, nobody expects mornings to be calm and silent. Y/n was woken up by someone banging quickly and loudly on her door. She groaned, but opened the door to see Hermione, Harry and Ron.

“I’m so glad you’re awake!” Hermione exclaimed.

“Mione, I’m pretty sure your bloody knocking woke her up. ‘I’ll just knock lightly to see if she’s awake’, yeah, lightly my arse.” Ron cursed, imitating the girl’s voice.

“My voice does not sound like this!”

“Oh, yes, it’s more of ‘my voice does not sound like this’.”

“Stop it, Ronald.”

“‘Stop it, Ronald’.”

“Seriously, stop it, you two.” Y/n chimed in, since Harry looked too entertained by their squabble to stop them. “Something happened?”

“Yes! It’s Christmas, Y/n!” Hermione poined out, giving Y/n a hug. “Happy Christmas!”

“Thank you, happy Christmas to you too!” Y/n hugged Hermione back and gestured the boys to join in the hug. “Happy Christmas, everyone!”

The four friends walked downstairs together. The decorated Christmas tree was in the dining room, so that was were they headed. As they walked in, they saw everyone was waiting for them. Lily, Molly, Arthur, Ginny, Fred and George were already sitting by the able. Only Sirius and James were missing but Y/n guessed they were asleep.

After greeting everyone, Ron took a seat on the side of the table where his siblings were, Harry sat on the opposite side, next to his parents. Next to him sat Hermione and next to her Y/n. Mrs Weasley handed out her gifts to everyone.

Y/n, as she thought, was given a handmade sweater. It was sweet how every year Mrs Weasley gave gifts also to Ron’s friends. At this point Harry, Hermione and Y/n could feel like a part of the Weasley family.

Suddenly everyone heard the door open. Not long after that, Sirius and James walked into the dining room. Y/n remembered it was the full moon last night, so they most likely spent the night keeping an eye on Remus.

“Happy Christmas, everyone!” The men exclaimed in unison.

It was so good to finally spend the Christmas with so many people. It was exactly what Sirius needed after so many years in Azkaban. He felt as if he turned back in time to Christmas at Jame’s parents’ house. They were carefree teenagers, right before everything fell apart just a few years later.

“I think Cynthia would like you to have this,” Sirius said to Y/n, giving her a small present box, “it’s been passed from mother to daugher in her family for many, many ages. Happy Christmas.”

Y/n opened the box and carefully took out the thing that was inside it. She was holding a beautiful silver necklace with a moon. Y/n saw her mother wearing it on a few photographs she saw in the past. The girl really liked it, she hugged Sirius as a way of saying ‘thank you’. She was sure she would start crying the second she tried to form a sentence.

“It’s really gorgeous.” Hermione admitted once Y/n had the necklace around her neck. “And it makes so much sense. Cynthia is the Greek moon goddess. And your middle name is Luna, which is Latin for the moon.”

“I’ll never take this off.” Y/n smiled, fiddling with the little moon hanging from her neck.

For the first time in many years, Sirius was happy again. It wasn’t same as before his perfect not-so-perfect life fell apart, but it was way better than Azkaban. And now every Christmas and every summer was supposed to be like this. The thougt of it mixed with today’s Christmas spirit filled him up with happiness. True happiness.

[read-a-hinny-fic]

Hi!! Do you know the name of a fic (its an older one) that: Jily lives, Lily is president of the US, Ginny is an ex-boxer who moved to the US for college, Harry is struggling to find his way/what he wants to do, Sirius is Harry's bodyguard, Ron comes to visit and meets Hermione, Ginny lives with Luna? It was completed and the sequal was started to be posted and I can't remember what it was called anymore... Thanks!

This sounds like half awake and almost there by Annerb though i'm a bit thrown by it being described as older, but it's probably my perspective that's skewed...

[arianatwycross]

masterpost of my fics

Updated 2/06/22

Jily

Multi-chapters:

The Art of Fake Dating - WIP written with @vertraymer

For the Mixed Up Writer Fest 2022

Prompt: Fake dating AU! They fake a relationship to get *annoying person* of Person A's back. It's not real. Definitely not. Except everyone believes it's real, and they just might start believing it too.

Unlearnable - WIP, Rating M

this is a story about lost love, growing up too fast and needing to unlearn how to love

Strawberry Lipstick State of Mind - Rating E

Coming back to Hogwarts as Head girl, Lily shocks James as she walks onto the train with a sense of confidence she hadn't had in years. Her head held high, and a devilish smirk that makes James shiver.

Just a touch - Rating E

A collection of prompts put together to tell the story of a very horny James Potter and Lily Evans. (Still ongoing so pls send in prompts)

Teenage Kicks - Rating M

It all starts with Lily being hired to be the bands tour photographer, then she actually meets the band and she quickly becomes absorbed by their fast lifestyle, their pranks and the hot lead singer. But its not exactly simple to be crushing on a famous Rockstar, is it? Celebrity AU for the September jilychallenge

One Shots:

The One Where Petunia Can't Drive - Rating T

APRIL JILYCHALLENGE meet uglies theme + prompt "i hit you with my car/broom and was the only one to visit you in the hospital"

two fools - Rating T

JILY CHALLENGE romance theme + prompt " “It’s not like I've thought about kissing you, or anything…”

please please go check out the masterpiece that is @constancezin's artwork that accompanies and embodies this fic perfectly!

Shut up & Kiss me - Rating M

December JILYCHALLENGE winter theme + prompt: "i was trying to rush home for the holidays when we got stuck in a broken lift and this might actually be the worst way to spend the friday before christmas if you weren't so ruddy charming"

Crush Phase - Rating T (One Shot)

James has to live with the fact that him and Lily will never happen. Lily lives for the crush phase, the chase, the casual flirting but James wants Lily in her entirety, he wants the cheesy, romance that comes with commitment. So he settles for being her friend, or so he thought.

A Year Later - Rating M (One Shot)

JILYCHALLENGE August 2021

Prompt: This water fight was such a good idea but oops now your shirt is see-through and Damn you look good

James is plagued with a bikini-clad Lily that acts friendly one minute and flirts with him the next. Muggle AU

you are the sun - Rating M (Three-parts)

She feels someone brush a piece of her hair behind her ear, a flyaway from her messy ponytail. She turns to her side to find Daniel smiling sweetly at her, he leans over to grab his beer from the table before lounging back in his chair. She stares dumbly for a few seconds, before her eyes hesitantly reach the man opposite her. James is staring openly at her, one eyebrow raised in question. She tries her best to stop a smile gracing her lips but she loses miserably. Muggle AU/Secret Relationship

consciously unaware - Rating GA

From an outsider, it would seem that Lily Evans and James Potter were already dating, but that wasn't necessarily the truth. Jily acting couple-ly but really they’re just friends, for Jilytober 2021 bingo (5 prompts in one)

Say my name - Rating T (One Shot)

here we take a steamy move from 'Potter' and 'Evans' to 'James' and 'Lily'

Romione

Multi-chapters:

Backseat Rider - Rating T

He pulled up and somebody else was sitting in the passenger’s side, so she sat in the backseat. She tried to not let it bother her at first, but five weeks of sitting in silence behind her, which he talked of movies they’ve never seen. She realised that’s how they used to be.

One Shots:

Willow - Rating GA

Fifth Year, Christmas Break at Grimmauld Place. Hermione's crush on Ron has snowballed. Written for M.Windsor for the 2021 HP Romione Discord Secret Santa!

It’s better In the front seat… - Rating M (Backseat Rider One shot)

A Backseat Rider story - Ron & Hermione revert back to their old/new ways - this time Hermione's in the front seat.

Confessions - Rating E (One Shot)

Ron and Hermione take turns confessing their thoughts after the Battle of Hogwarts.

Books & Freckles - Rating T

A collection of Romione prompts (still ongoing - so pls send me prompts)

Nobody Compares - Rating T (One Shot)

Hermione runs into professional football player, Ron Weasley at the local pub.

[al-longbottom]

Rating Harry Potter Ships, Part One

I have decided to share my unwarranted opinion about Harry Potter ships. Feel free to suggest more ships for me to rate, ask me to elaborate on my opinion for a ship, or even debate me about my rating. Who knows, maybe you'll change my mind.

In this Part:

Draco/Harry, Sirius/Remus, Remus/Tonks, James/Lily, Hermione/Ron, Hermione/Draco, Harry/Ginny, Harry/Tom, Hermione/Harry, and Fred/George

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Draco x Harry:

4.5/10

Pre war would be enemies/rivals to lovers where they come across each other 'accidentally' in back hallways and empty classrooms and end up making out or hatefucking until someone comes a little too close to catching them and it freaks them out and Draco would say something like 'don't mention this to anyone' but Harry would still tease him and make innuendos around other people, confusing both their friends, until finally they get together and eventually come out to their friends.

Post War I feel like it would be one of those heat of the moment things, like we're really the only two who understand each other because we were in similar situations and now we're both depressed and craving comfort so let's meet up to have sex while barely talking to each other otherwise. Very toxic, Draco would probably be jealous and borderline emotionally abusive, and Harry would be depressed and emotionally fragile. Both those boys need at least a decade of therapy before he pursues a romantic relationship.

Sirius x Remus

... 6/10

Same as before. I was obsessed until a couple months ago but I've sort of grown out of them. I think of Sirius in the same light as Draco. Needs therapy and would be too toxic for the kind of relationship Remus deserves after everything he's been through but with the being said

Remus x Tonks

0/10

My reason for not shipping this isn't because I think Remus and Tonks are both queer (I do think Remus and Tonks are queer, that's just not why I don't like Remadora). It's because if Tonks was 2 years younger she would have been Remus' student which is all fine and dandy for fantasies or roleplaying but in all actuality Teacher/Student relationships cause a severe power imbalance and it would be incredibly ignorant on Remus' half to partake in such a relationship. Not to mention it just feels pedophilic, even if she's over 18.

James x Lily

1000/10

Perfect, beautiful, couldn't ask for anything better, yes yes yes yes yes! This is my favorite canon ship and I believe the two of them are soulmates.

Hermione x Ron

9/10

Now I am on the fence about this ship. I used to think Ron was immature and childish, the kind of spouse that would want a traditional relationship from Hermione (you're the wife so you do the chores and raise the kids and I'll go to work) but after reading some Romione fanfic <3<3<3 Himbo simp supporting his genius wife. Love to see it.

Hermione x Draco

-10/10

No. Worse than Drarry. I cannot stand Dramione. My biggest thing is he literally calls her a slur on multiple occasions, which is not husband material. Also, like with Drarry, he needs therapy not a significant other. Maybe they could be friends years down the road once Draco has grown and matured and finally apologizes for all the shit he did to her as kids.

Harry x Ginny

8/10

They're cute. They're alright. They're like Jily and I love them for that. But they're like... the Target version of Jily. Not quite the Walmart version but definitely not the original. I think they would be cute together though, and Harry would be the supportive husband Ginny deserves.

Harry x Tom

?/10

I thought this was a joke. This is a joke right? Why is the internet telling me this isn't a joke. No, that is weird, Tom is literally a ghost from like 50 something years ago manipulating an 11 year old into doing his evil bidding. Harry and Tom are a no from me.

Hermione x Harry

4/10

I don't hate it but I don't like it either. I think they're the kind of people who would try dating each other because they're so close and then after like 3 weeks they break it off mutually and become lifelong bestfriends. With that being said, in a world where Ron and Ginny don't exist I could see Harry and Hermione getting married for the marriage benefits.

Fred x George

Siblings/10

No.

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Disclaimer: this is just my opinion. If you ship something I gave a low rating, or hate a ship I gave a high rating, I'm not saying you're in the wrong or a bad person or anything. I'm just saying we have different likes and dislikes. Cool? Cool.

[theroomofreq]

THEROOMOFREQ'S MASTERLIST

AO3 ACCOUNT

SUNDAY BREAKFAST

James/Lily, minor Harry/Ginny // T 400 words // Parents who embarrass their children are cool, right? - Asking for some friends.

THERE'S NO BETTER VERSION

James/Lily // T 900 words // For clarewithnoi's november prompt challenge "I think you're severely underestimating how long I've waited for this." & chasing pavements by adele

PERSONALITY BEFORE PUNCTUALITY

James/Lily // T 10k // Muggle AU, In which Lily is always late and James looks tougher than he is. Baker!Lily & Musician!James

IF LOVE RETURNS

James/Lily // T 700 words // Bitter-sweet drabble collection. Lily and James letters to one another throughout the war.

THROWING CHANCES

James/Lily // T 4k // Coffee Shop AU, written for august jilychallenge, “I’ve spent the summer climbing through your bedroom window so no one sees, please won’t you give me a chance?”

ALL AROUND YOU

Harry/Ginny // T 4k // “Your sister is a professional football player?”

Ron stops and turns around to face Harry. “Yeah? I thought I told you?”

“No. Ginny? Ginny plays professional football?”

BEMUSED FRIENDSHIP *(WIP)*

James/Lily // T 2k* // Lily Evans wanted the person next to her to know she was hell-bent on living up to a challenge.What challenge, you ask?A challenge presented to her by two incredibly frustrating Gryffindors, two Gryffindors who didn’t realize the precarious situation of going against Lily Evans and her intensely stubborn personality. *unpublished to ao3*

CHANGE OF PACE

Harry/Ginny // G 500 words // Missing OTP moment, written for clarensjoy's hinny ficfest

HER

James/Lily // T 5k // Shirtless JP may, but FEM. But what do you say to a dorm mate turned friend who you might be a little bit gay for? Fem!Jily

ALL I THINK ABOUT IS YOU

James/Lily // T 2k // James and Lily are both aware of their changing relationship but oblivious to each other's feelings. AKA, they are pining fools, your honor.

SIMPLE THINGS YOU DO

Harry/Ginny // G 400 words // Harry and Ginny let the noise fade out post-war.

ADORING FANS

James/Lily // G 900 words // Tumblr prompt: I'm sorry to bother you but my son thinks you're famous and he wants your autograph.

WHOSE PARTY IS THIS, BY THE WAY?

James/Lily // G 3k // Jamie has one more year of attending these fancy balls and then she will be free. While she isn't exactly royalty, she can't really escape suffering through these events year after year. Her only hope is someday she might meet someone else who doesn't care much for nicely dressed men either. Fem!Jily

NOT IN THAT WAY

Lily & Remus // G 1k // “We are both in love with a friend-” Lily’s voice came out quieter than she had intended. Despite the softness in her words, Remus flinched. Fem!Jily

DRAWN CLOSER TO YOU

Ron/Hermione // G 400 words // The crack of overburdened branches in a near-silent forest, a missing Deathly Hallows moment.

SNOWY COMPETITION

Harry/Ginny // 300 words // Winter prompt: Being unable to go anywhere because you were snowed in.

MILDLY UNCOMFORTABLE

Harry/Ginny // T 700 words // Harry and Ginny get happily drunk from spiked eggnog.

WE LOST TRACK OF TIME

Harry/Ginny // G 800 words // We accidentally got married in Vegas, Oops. Male!Ginny Female!Harry

2 AM

James/Lily // T 2k // Becoming close friends with Jamie Potter had never exactly been on Lily’s to-do list, but seeing the way Jamie laughed reminded Lily that it was one of her favorite accomplishments. Fem!Jily

ARE WE ON A DATE RIGHT NOW?

Harry/Ginny // G 6k // Harry is abandoned at the Three Broomsticks and gets some unwanted attention, shenanigans ensue as Harry tries to escape.

NOT TOO SUBTLE

Harry/Ginny // G 600 words // A missing HBP moment ficlet. Harry is rather obvious about his feelings toward Ginny, but it’s Luna who helps her realize how he feels.

[amomentathogwarts]

this or that drarry edition

canon or au | during hogwarts or after hogwarts | hogwarts eighth year or mid 20s fic | time loop fic or deaging fic | auror partners or teachers | EWE or post divorce | enemies to lovers or mutual pining | kids or no kids | grimmauld place or malfoy manor | mental bond fic or stuck in an alternate reality | lucius was abusive or lucius was a loving parent | harry winning narcissa over or harry winning lucius over | harry feeling guilty about draco’s scars or draco feeling guilty about the war | harry being fascinated by the dark mark or harry is adamant it’s just a scar | draco meeting the weasleys or harry meeting the malfoys | ginny is their friend or jealous ginny | draco redeems himself before getting with harry or draco redeems himself while with harry | ron/hermione or blaise/ginny | smutty or innocent | teaching draco to do a patronus or teaching harry occlumency | “you’re such a gryffindor” or “you’re such a slytherin” | eighth year students get along right away or the slytherins have to win them over | roommates or surprise meeting

*inspired by the Jily version made by @thejilyship

[theoriginalcarnivorousmuffin]

Hey. Thanks for answering my last ask. I did like Tom/Lily back at my day (lol as if I'm that old) but to be fair...any ship with Lily is better than Jilly.

One question. What you think of Hinny and Luna x Ginny? Cause nit gone lie I think Luna x Ginny has more potential than Hinny. But maybe is because I love the trope "pop falls for unpop"

... I’m not sure I’m supposed to feel as insulted as I do that I apparently barely cleared the very low bar that is Jily. 

Moving on.

I’ve given most of my thoughts on Ginny and shipping here.

Harry/Ginny

To sum up for what you’re asking though, I think Harry/Ginny is a complete disaster. Oh, Harry’s the only one she has eyes for but... it is not a good relationship.

Both of them are attracted to the idea of one another and barely seem to know who the other is.

In the case of Ginny, she tries to be someone who she thinks Harry will be attracted to. She takes note of what failed with his relationship with Cho and goes out of her way not to be that. All of her actions in the sixth book are geared towards desperately getting Harry’s attention. More, she projected this heroic persona onto Harry Potter that she never seems to see anything beneath it.

Harry for his own part... likes Ginny’s skin? His attraction to her in Halfblood Prince is one of the weirdest things I have ever read. He seems to lust after her, sort of, we get this green rage monster that throws a fit every time he sees Dean Thomas with Ginny. However, he really doesn’t know much about her and proceeds to barely spend any time with her even when they start dating. That he leaves her in Deathly Hallows is very telling, and very chilling to me. Not only is Ginny not a part of “the gang” and not invited to their club house, Harry is effectively leaving her to be taken hostage by Voldemort. This doesn’t bother him, at all, but then nothing really does.

I also think Harry’s gay (he spends a lot more time drooling after attractive men in canon then he does attractive women), he just doesn’t know it.

So, I think his and Ginny’s marriage is likely a disaster. Ginny has affairs all the time as nothing works out the way she thought it would but is too in love with the fame, the money, and the dream of being Harry Potter’s wife to ever leave. Harry’s utterly oblivious to his wife cheating on him and has to have it pointed out by James Sirius. Harry doesn’t believe him.

I’ll put it like this, their marriage is worse than Ron and Hermione’s. And that, my friend, is a low bar.

A Tangent: Ginny’s Not Popular

I’m actually going to argue that Ginny’s not at all popular. In fact, I imagine she’s actually severely disliked. Harry’s just too oblivious to notice.

So, first, Ginny is the youngest sister of the Weasley family. We see the hit this has on Ron, who has a massive inferiority complex, but we don’t see what it means to Ginny. What we can assume though, is that she’s known, and that the instant she walks into school she has a reputation that’s not necessarily good.

Percy, her brother, is that smarmy asshole prefect.

Fred and George are those assholes who constantly prank everyone. Some think this is hilarious, usually when they’re not the victims, others aren’t too keen on this.

Ron’s that guy who’s constantly getting into trouble with Harry Potter, is a known dumbass who doesn’t even have a working wand in his second year (wizards are elitist like this), and earns hundreds of house points at the end of the year for committing arson.

All of this will feed into how people perceive Ginny before even meeting her. For better or for worse, she is a Weasley, and that means people will see her a certain way.

And then Ginny has the worst first year imaginable.

She isolates herself and pours her heart and soul into a diary. Every second she’s spending talking to Tom Riddle is a second she’s not making friends. More, Ginny’s behavior becomes more and more erratic as Tom Riddle begins to possess her. She starts missing classes, acting strangely, etc.

And I think it’s damning that no one noticed.

No one is watching Ginny, no one is even around her, so if she disappears for a few hours and wakes up covered in blood in the bathroom, nobody knows. Had Tom not written a message informing the entire school that Ginny had been kidnapped, no one would have noticed, Ginny would have died down there in the chamber and it would have been days until someone, maybe, put it together.

Ginny in her first year has no friends.

And then it’s too late.

We see with Harry that people in Hogwarts form friendships fast and they rarely change. You get your clique in you first few weeks of Hogwarts, and if you’re unlucky like Hermione then it takes a few months and a troll nearly killing you to find your group, and then you stick with that group.

Ginny comes back second year, everyone already has their best friends, there’s no room for her. She tries to integrate into a group, they just give her weird looks, and more remember her as that sickly lunatic.

Because remember, that she was possessed is not known beyond a few people. It’s never publicized, and most probably think Harry or Hagrid was behind the Chamber of Secrets Fiasco II: Electric Boogaloo.

So, you get a bunch of kids who don’t want to hang out with Ginny. And, Hogwarts houses are so insular, that Ginny can’t really go and hang out with anyone else.

For all that Ginny joins the quidditch team, for all she joins the DA, I don’t think she ever really has friends. She’s just the youngest and weirdest Weasley.

And then comes her fifth year.

Ginny decides she’s going to date every guy in Hogwarts to get Harry’s attention. Now, good or bad, this is going to get Ginny a reputation, a very negative one. To the male Hogwarts population: Ginny’s an easy lay. To the female Hogwarts population: Ginny’s that bitch who will steal your boyfriend.

Halfblood Prince will not make Ginny any friends.

Ginny/Luna

It has more potential than Harry/Ginny but I personally don’t think it’s going to happen.

Like everyone else, Ginny looks down on Luna, which is a bit hilarious as per the above I don’t think Ginny’s rolling in popularity either. Luna’s weirdness is tolerated at best in a sort of, “Oh, look how cute and nuts she is, let’s pat Luna on the head.”

More, as I explained in the Ginny shipping meta linked, Ginny only has eyes for Harry and I think it would take a lot for her to look in any other direction. And to go for Looney Lovegood instead?

Part of Harry’s appeal is that he’s Wizarding Jesus, he’s important, wonderful, charming, a prince in Ginny’s eyes. Luna’s that batty girl who lives down the street and has radishes in her ears.

I just don’t see Ginny ever going for it.

As for Luna, she’s hard to get a read on, but I believe she’s fully aware of what different people think of her. She’s a very kind and generous person who overlooks this for her friends, but in a romantic partner... I think Luna is waiting for someone who truly understands her or if not that then at least truly likes her.

I don’t think that will ever be Ginny.

[harryronfest]

Masterlist of Prompts

Trope Prompts:

Meet Cute

Historical AU

Eighth Year AU

Jily lives AU

There is only one bed

No Hogwarts AU

Fake Dating AU (see the more specific prompt we got for this HERE)

Marriage Law AU

Coffee Shop AU

Roommate AU

No Voldemort AU

Soulmate AU

Neighbors AU

Situation/Quote Prompts:

"I'm Potter, Harry Potter!"

Harry & Ron babysit Teddy or one of Ron's nieces/nephews

Ron feels insecure

This party sucked until...

Anonymous notes/letters

Healer x Auror

Because of growing up with the Dursleys, Harry doesn't really know what a healthy relationship is. Ron shows him, however many times Harry needs him to.

Ginny sets Ron up on a Blind Date

Harry and Ron go camping together

"How about...forever?"

Hermione helps Ron or Harry to surprise the other

Harry is bottling up his feelings

"Never Have I Ever"

Their first vacation together

Word/Item Prompts:

Kiss

Tattoo

Tea

Mirror

Ice Cream

Blanket

Moon

Glasses

Ford Anglia

Fireworks

Tie

Ring

Shoes

Scars

Location Prompts:

Godric's Hollow

Room of Requirement

The Burrow

King's Cross

Theme Park

St. Mungo's

Astronomy Tower

Library

Beach

Grimmauld Place

Pub

Madam Malkin's

Quidditch Pitch

The Ministry

And don't forget the Open Prompt option where anything goes, should these prompts not work for you!

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[startanewdream]

What are the parallels between Jily and hinny( similarities and differences)?

Hey! I know this wasn't a prompt, but I felt that there were already so many good insightful essays about their parallels and I couldn't add more. So instead I went... creative. I hope those 4k words down here make sense:

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i.  the setting sun

“Oh, are you starting at Hogwarts this year?”

The worst part is that Ginny knows what she would like to answer him.

Hi, Harry. Yes, I’m starting Hogwarts this year. I can’t wait to see the castle, meet the ghosts, start classes, and lfinally earn to do magic! You could give me a tour, tell me about your favourite spots at Hogwarts.

However, the words get stuck in her mouth, her tongue absolutely refusing to form any coherent sound. Warmth spreads through her body, her face in flames; her body twitches, fighting an urge to just run away, and then her elbow is in the butter dish.

*-*-*-*-*

There’s something about Evans.

James isn’t sure why the mistery about her attracts him so much, and yet he simply can’t ignore it. His eyes seem drawn to her figure – he always looks for her first when entering a classroom, he changes direction so he can sit closer to her in the Common Room.

And he doesn’t think she has even noticed his curiosity, until, one day, she turns to him from the next couch and asks plainly: “Do you have a problem with me?”

There are many fun ways to answer this, but under her gaze, James realises he can’t form any sentence. He can only stare and she knows she is staring and that makes him feel self-conscious. Everyone seems to be looking at him, waiting for James Potter’s witty hilarious answer, and the room is now suddenly warm.

“James—” Sirius’ voice is amused. “Are you blushing?”

ii. get on with your life. relax a bit.

There are tears at the corner of her eyes, but Ginny can’t tell if they are from anger or shame.

“And then, that stupid git of my brother told Harry he could go with me!”

Hermione grimaces. “Ron is not the most tactful person. What did you say?”

“I just said I was already going with Neville… Ugh, the kind of answers I could have give him—”

“Why didn’t you?”

Ginny looks away. “It’s just—Harry was there, and the situation was already too awkward, so I just left afterwards.”

“Hum.”

“What?”

“Do you ever think that Harry might take more notice of you if you—”

“Didn’t become a mute reddish freaky in front of him? All the time.”

“I was going to say if you move on, actually.” Hermione fidgets with her hands. “You know, let go of your—your crush—on him, go on with your life, maybe meet someone else, just be yourself. Give Ron the snarky answer he deserves when he’s obnoxious.”

“And this would make Harry—what? Realise he has deeply hidden feelings for me?”

“I don’t know that, but it would make him realise that he wants to be your friend at least. Your sassy humour is just the kind of thing Harry appreciates, only he never gets to see this side of you.”

“Oh.”

“Just think about it.”

*-*-*-*-*

James can’t help it. It’s his eyes’ fault; for someone who is practically blind without glasses, his eyes work just fine when it comes to noticing Lily Evans’ presence, and then his body reacts at once. Heart racing, cheeks in flame, hand flying to mess his hair, chest puffed out, and his voice becomes louder, smoother.

“They will confirm in the old records, but McGonagall assured me in private that I hold the record for most goals scored in one season—what do you think about it, Evans?”

Evans blinks. She raises her eyes from the book she’s reading, and then she does a double-take as if she is noticing everything about him; only she never seems pleased with what she is seeing.

“About what?”

“My record for most goals scored in one season. I heard there will be even a trophy.”

“A heavy one to match the size of your ego, I expect.”

And then she shakes her head, moving on to see closer to her friends. James sighs heavily.

In front of him, Remus bites his lips, watching him before saying in a very wary voice: “James—do you ever think that maybe this isn’t the best approach?”

“What? What approach? I wasn’t—”

“I mean, if I wanted to engage in a conversation with Lily, maybe Quidditch wouldn’t be the first topic.”

“But Quidditch is the best topic in the world!”

“Except… this wasn’t about Quidditch, but about you.” Remus looks to be regretting even starting this conversation. “Never mind, I—”

“What should I talk about with her? Because everything I try…” He shuts his voice. James hates showing any kind of despair, and yet Lily Evans manages to make him doubt himself every time.

“Well… she was holding a Transfiguration textbook, so instead of talking about your record—which is great, sure, we’re all happy for you and you deserve it—, maybe you could have offered to help her with her studies. Maybe relax a bit more around her so you don’t act all—all—”

“Desperate in love with a girl who hates me?”

“Sirius says she doesn’t. But, yes, less desperate. Maybe actually act like a friend. Talk to her as if you were a decent human being. She might take a bit more notice of you if you weren’t trying so much.” Remus shakes his head. “I know I’m not the best one to give relationship advice, but… just consider it, okay?”

iii. a strange twinge of annoyance

The Common Room is buzzy with the talk; Ron and Hermione invite him to dinner, and Harry denies it, ignoring the looks of concern they share, keeping his stare deeply in the embers of the fireplace as his mind pounders over the same trouble. It must be Malfoy’s fault, that is the only explanation…

And then a wave of a flowery scent suddenly drives away any concern from his mind, and Harry knows who just sat next to him even before he turns towards her.

“Hi, Ginny.”

“Hey.” She gives him a restrained smile due to the circumstances. “I heard what happened. Is Katie—”

“She is stable for now.”

“Thank goodness. Merlin, what an awful thing…”

She closes her eyes and presses her temple, distressed. Harry’s eyes move over her figure; Ginny is still wearing gloves, cloak and scarf, and her hair is all windswept, strands escaping her ponytail as if she had just been flying. It creates a rather charming effect.

“Did you just come back?”

“Yeah, we were strolling around the village, it took a while until we heard the news.”

“We—”

“Dean and I.” Ginny rolls her eyes. “He wanted to visit the Shrieking Shack, and it was so distant.”

For a moment, Harry’s mind plays a trick on him, and then he is seeing himself and Ginny by the fence over the Shrieking Shack, only neither is watching the building. Instead, they are looking at each other, and strands of Ginny’s flaming hair are whipping her face, so Harry puts her hair behind her ears, closes the gap between them and then—

“Then Seamus, Dean and Parvati showed up, and it was only when we got back to the Three Broomsticks that we heard what happened,” Ginny finishes, shattering the vision in Harry’s mind. He blinks furiously. “Are you okay?”

“I—yeah, sure.”

“Okay.” She doesn’t look as if she believes him. “Have you had dinner yet?”

“No, I’m not hungry.”

Again, Ginny throws him a disbelieving look, but what she says is: “I don’t want a full dinner either—how about we sneak off to the kitchens and grab a sandwich?”

Something inside him stirs approvingly at this, but then Harry suddenly remembers all the invitations he has made to Ginny lately and she refused, much to his discontentment, and much unlikely all the time they would spend together in the summer. “What about Dean?”

“He went to dinner.” She shrugs. “I’ve spent all day with him already, he can live a few hours without me.”

The thought of Dean alone makes him feel strangely satisfied, but Harry pushes this thought away, standing up, all troubles suddenly gone. “Sure.”

*-*-*-*-*

James lets out a heavy sigh as he throws himself next to her on the couch; his eyes are closed and he is pinching the bridge of his nose, looking so comically tired, that Lily can’t help her giggle.

“Oh, enjoying my misery, are you?” He asks without even looking at her.

“Your misery is mine as well, remember?” She nudges his shoulder. “I had the same week as you.”

“We are never again planning a Halloween Feast and a Hogsmeade trip in the same weekend. What a stupid idea.”

“I told you, and what did you say?” She deepens her voice, in a loose imitation of his. “Come on, Evans, it will be a challenge! We will have so much fun!”

“Evans, Evans.” He opens his eyes; Lily’s breath catches for a moment. There’s something very enticing in the way his eyes blend green and gold, almost like a kaleidoscope that demands her attention. “I’m the reckless one in this relationship. You are supposed to be the voice of the reason.”

Lily looks away. Lately, the voices in her head haven’t sound reasonable at all.

“Everything worked out in the end,” she says. “Our feast was a success.”

“Best Halloween feast ever, according to a very trustable survey.”

“How many people did you interview?”

“Hum. Four.”

“You and your friends are hardly trustable.”

“You hurt my feelngs, Evans. And for your information, it wasn’t just my friends. It was only Peter—and three First Years.”

Lily grins; that seems to be a common reaction in James’ presence lately. “Peter who never disagrees with you, and First Years who never saw any other feast?”

“The survey is closed, Evans, you can’t question it anymore.”

“Too bad, because if I could give my opinion, I would agree it was the best feast ever.” She can feel James’ gaze on her, but Lily keeps staring at her hands. “You were a good partner, Head Boy.”

There is a short moment of silence. “You were not bad yourself, Head Girl,” he says, voice very softly, as if he too can remember every moment they spent together this week. And then he stands up. “Well, at least now it’s over we will get normal hours of sleep again. No more staying out together late in the night.”

Something itches inside Lily, but she can’t find the right spot. She forces a smile now. “Well, at least Sirius will stop complaining I’ve stolen you.”

James laughs. He nods at her, and then he is gone. The Common Room feels colder now, strangely empty; Lily’s mind keeps replaying all the nights they’ve shared this past week, trying to finish every detail of the Halloween feast while also making sure the trip to Hogsmeade would happen without any problem, while also keeping with all their other obligations.

It had been tiring, consuming, and yet she hadn’t felt miserable at any moment, as if with James she thought anything was possible indeed. She accepted the challenge only because he would be involved—and now they were back to their regular schedule, James with his friends, not a constant presence by her side anymore…

She buries her nails into the palm of her hand and goes up to her dormitory.

iv. in a bit of a dilemma

Harry can’t take his eyes off Ginny.

It should be a normal thing to do, since he’s the captain of the Quidditch team, they are practicing right now, and he should be noticing the way Ginny is flying—even though she isn’t holding the quaffle, even though he’s been standing still for over a minute now, and that’s a dangerous thing to do in the Quidditch field—

He hears the swooping sound of the bludger but he is too late; the bludger hits his side, and he tries to not wince in pain.

“Sorry, Harry!” cries Jimmy at him, though he is not to be blamed at all. “I thought you had seen it!”

“Distracted, Harry?” Ginny asks, flying closer to him. There’s a smirk on her lips that he would very much like to kiss away. “Don’t you have something to do?”

Ask her out. Yeah, that’s the main obligation on Harry’s to-do list and yet he can’t find the right moment. Somehow, fifty feet above the ground, with deadly balls floating around them, doesn’t seem the perfect scenario.

“If you don’t do it, I will have to do it myself,” adds Ginny. Her eyes are sparkling, and she is moving even closer. His heart pumps furiously on his chest.

“You will?”

She spins her broom suddenly, almost hitting him, and then her laugh fills the night. “Here, Seeker.” She shows him the fluttering Snitch, safe in her hands. “It was just next to you, how didn’t you notice it?”

“I wasn’t paying attention to the Snitch.”

“You should, it’s worth 150 points.” Her gaze remains on him as she gives him back the Snitch, their hands brushing together. “You don’t wanna miss your chance, do you?”

And Ginny winks at him before drifting away.

*-*-*-*-*-*-*

James is laughing and somehow, even with all the sounds of conversations and jokes and music around them, Lily can hear it.

It’s a nice laugh, happy, joyful; dimples appear at the corner of his lips—lips that have been a constant presence in Lily’s dreams—, his eyes wrinkle and Lily wants to join this. She wants to take the ten steps that separate them from each other, push all those people out of her way and then—

Then what? She can never decide. Snog him in front of everyone? Ask him out? Ask him to ask her out? Just engage in a conversation with him and keep all her urges to herself?

Except this one is all she has been doing for a couple of months now, and it doesn’t seem to be helping at all. If anything, it’s making all the other urges just increase, in a fight that will probably end up with Lily Evans doing something very reckless and stupid. And that was James’ style, not hers.

If only he’d ask her out once again… or maybe he isn’t because he is not interested anymore… All these doubts are not helpful at all, and neither is his presence; when Lily blinks, she finds James in front of her, offering her a bottle of butterbeer.

“We can’t have anyone not drinking, Evans,” he tells her, with a wink that races her heart. “I would be a lousy Quidditch captain if I wasn’t making sure everyone is celebrating our victory.”

“I’m celebrating.” She raises her Gryffindor flag. “See? Go, go, Gryffindor!”

James chuckles. Lily’s life would be easier if the sound didn’t reverberate inside her.

“Good game, James.”

He beams at her. “It was, wasn’t it?” He looks around. “Did you see how Hestia avoided all those bludgers? I’ve never seen anyone catch the Snitch so fast as Dylan! And Mark and Gwendolyn seemed to be reading each other’s thoughts, the Slytherins couldn’t grab the quaffle from them at all—”

“Watch out,” she says playfully. “Your record will be broken.”

James shrugs. “That’s the thing about records, right? Someone will always break them. It’s just an incentive to be even better.” His hand suddenly flies to his hair. “What?”

“Nothing.” She lowers her head, knowing that she had been staring at James too intensely. “You’ve just really grown, that’s all.”

“Oh.” He hesitates for a moment. “Is this a good thing?”

Lily looks back at him; James’ hazel eyes are sparkling behind the lens of his glasses, and she is aware of the small distance between them, of how close they are, and how James doesn’t seem opposed to it.

She smiles. “Yeah, it’s a very good thing.”

There’s a smile on his lips full of secrets she wants to unveil. “I’ve changed—only not about everything, Evans.”

She can only hope so.

v. and without thinking, without planning it…

Kissing Harry feels… right.

In a moment Ginny is noticing everything; the smell of butterbeer in the party, the cheer of the crowd, the wings of the Snitch fluttering in her hand, the way Harry’s eyes are sparkling with determination, the warmth of his hands as he pulls her closer and the softness of his lips as he closes the gap between them.

And then there’s nothing else but Harry and Ginny, as if they are the last people strand in a desert island in a quiet sea, neither willing to leave their santuary. 

It’s an illusion that’s quickly shattered as they break apart, the room erupting in giggles and cries and wolf-whistles, but as she accepts Harry’s hand and follows him outside the portrait, she couldn’t care less about their audience.

*-*-*-*-*-*-*

Kissing James at the back of the Three Broomsticks feels reckless, and that’s something so appropriate for him that Lily can’t help but smile, their teeth crashing for a moment.

James breaks away, watching her with a dazed expression. “Are you laughing at me, Evans?”

“No.” She brushes her lips against his, unable to stand apart. “I’m just happy.”

“Good, because I’m happy also. Thrilled. Overjoyed. Sparkling.” He pounds each word with a kiss; her cheek; the corner of her lips; her neck.

Her heart beats loudly on her chest. “Shouldn’t we come back inside?”

“Nah.” Another kiss; she is short of breath by the time they break apart. “I think I’ll keep this moment just for the two of us.”

vi. happily oblivious

“I heard her brother acused him of betrayal.”

“I heard they were the reason she broke up with her boyfriend — they’ve been secretly together for months now!”

“I thought he still had a thing for Chang.”

“No, she broke up with because Potter was dating Granger.”

“And now he’s dating Weasley? That’s so messy.”

“Yeah, I always thought Potter would date the other Weasley… Oh, shut it, they are heading here.”

But the happy couple walks past their bench without turning around.

*-*-*-*-*-*-*

“Oh, I can’t believe they are finally a thing.”

“How dense are you, Wormtail? They’ve been making eyes at each other for months now.”

“They are together for months?”

“No.” A chuckle. “I don’t think Prongs would have managed to keep it a secret. Look at him.”

“Yeah, yeah, our dear Prongs is glowing. Who knew that a bit of snogging was all he needed?”

“Not any snog. He’s too smitten with Lily.”

“How adorable—hey, do you think he’ll notice it if we borrow his Cloak?”

“Normally yes, but…” Remus glances at the couple laughing over a Potions essay, oblivious to their discussion. “I’m sure James won’t mind today.”

vii. best source of comfort

The days following Dumbledore’s death are one of the most beautiful days Harry has ever lived at Hogwarts. Everything seems at peace, as if time is suspended; the sun shines high, the afternoons are warm, birds sing in the trees.

It’s so easy to imagine the other version of himself, the one without any scar, without the weight of the world on his shoulders. The one who’s enjoying the end of the exams with the promise of a happy long summer ahead, instead of dreading his future, instead of mustering courage to end the one thing that had made him the happiest he has ever been—

He glances at Ginny at his side; his heart misses a beat. Ginny looks beautiful, wearing her Hogwarts robes, the skirt rose up to the middle of her tights to enjoy the sunlight over her fair skin; her head is thrown back as if she wants every bit of her skin to absord the warmth; the wind waves her hair; her eyes are honey pools in this light, the pupil barely visible.

She feels his gaze, turning to look at him; for a moment Harry fears she will ask him what he was thinking, that she will realise what he’s been postponing all these days. But all Ginny does is extend her hand to him, and Harry accepts it, lets her pull him closer until his head is over her lap.

She stays quiet as she brushes his hair, messing it, taking his fringe out of his forehead. Harry lets her, because when he is with Ginny, he never spares any thought to the lightning-bolt scar marking his skin.

*-*-*-*-*-*-*

The days following his graduation are nothing like James imagined before. No rush to find a nice place for him and his friends at London; no invitation from major Quidditch teams for him to join them; no nights celebrating their new found freedom.

Instead, only one week after finishing his education, James finds himself at St. Mungo’s, waiting for Sirius to wake up from a curse that he never saw coming; or maybe Sirius did and ignored its potential anyway. That would be what James would have done, too certain nothing could kill him.

And why should anything kill him? He is barely eighteen. He was great at school, why wouldn’t he also great out here, in real life? Who is to say he will be killed in this stupid war — and yet it’s been two days and Sirius hasn’t woken up yet and Sirius would never let anything stand between himself and his life, his friends…

“James.” Lily’s voice breaks through the darkness surrounding him. He looks at her, knelt in front of him, offering him a cup of tea that he accepts without feeling its heat. But when Lily holds his face, when her eyes demand his full attention, and when she places a soft kiss on his lips, he feels her warmth, her light.

Something to keep him going. The reason he is fighting for. The reason he has to live for.

“Everything is gonna be okay,” she promises, and James believes in her.

viii. and the feel of her lips on his—

There’s a light breeze that seems to come out of nowhere, bringing it with him a soft scent that Ginny would recognize until her last breath. Harry’s scent, faint but still lingering.

She glances around, squinting her eyes against the darkness of the grounds, but there’s no movement. Harry isn’t there; he’s probably inside of the castle with Ron and Hermione, planning the next move, trying to push away any guilt he must be feeling — and she knows he does — until this battle is won And then Harry will sink into his guilt, will think everything is his fault to blame, and he will say he would give up his life if that meant saving those who are gone—

And Harry would mean it from the bottom of his heart.

Uneasiness fills her. She glances again towards the forest, frowning, thinking; Harry wouldn’t really sacrifice himself, would he? He must know that this would not end the war, it would not make Voldemort stop neither would make them give up. He has to know that as much as she loves him, this goes beyond him…

Except he doesn’t know she loves him. Ginny never told him.

She closes her eyes for a moment, one hand supporting herself against a column of the castle, and the other touching her lips. It’s been months since her last kiss with Harry, and still she recalls that moment, how close they had been in those short few seconds, how she poured a part of her soul into that kiss and how, instead of breaking her apart as the diary made her feel, it had fulfilled her.

Where Tom Riddle had brought her only misery, Harry was happiness and sunlit days and the promise of the morning come.

Her gaze strays one last time to the forest before she enters the castle. Harry will be fine, she has to believe in this.

*-*-*-*-*-*-*

“The first time we kissed. No, the moment you accepted to marry me. Wait, when we actually married and Sirius was weeping, I thought I was going to faint and you—you looked amazing.”

Lily shifts in bed to look at him.

“What?”

“I was thinking—just something Sirius said. Never mind.”

“Go on, James.”

He holds her hand, massaging her knuckles. “That time he almost died… he said he saw his life flashing before his eyes. My—my dad used to say the same thing. About your last thought before dying.”

Her chest feels heavy. “Don’t—”

“I’m not trying to be a pessimist,” he assures her. “But if I die tomorrow or in one hundred years… you would still be my last thought.” He caresses her face, eyes boring into hers as if he could look at her for a long time and never tire of it. “I love you.”

“I—” But her breath catches; James pulls her closer, burying her into his chest, pressing his lips to his forehead and Lily almost wishes she could live in this moment forever. “I have something to tell you.” She presses his hand. “I’m pregnant.”

All sorts of emotions shine through his face; disbelief, panic, numbness, more fear, until James’ smiling, beaming at her, despite everything, and this is all what Lily needs right now. With James everything seems possible.

She saves the memory of his smile in her heart; that would be a worthy last thought.

ix. all is well

The potion glows blue. Neither Ginny or Harry were the best potion makers in school but after their first attempt, all with the same results, there’s only one conclusion.

“I’m pregnant,” Ginny says, and somehow hearing her say it finally makes all of this turn into something real. Her hand touches her flat belly. “We are expecting.”

He hears the amazement in her voice, and that brings him a relief Harry didn’t know he needed. Having a kid had always been part of their plans, but with their careers and the calming notion they don’t have to rush anything, those plans had always seemed to belong into a distant future.

Except this future just became the present.

“I—” There aren’t enough words to explain how happy he feels at this moment, but luckily Ginny always seemed to understand him even when Harry couldn’t express it. She opens her arms, and he spins her around her until everything he feels floods into touches and kisses and still doesn’t seem enough. He loves her. He loves them together.

Later, laying in bed, his hand caressing her belly, he asks: “Is it too soon to think about setting up a room? Buying clothes? Ask for a break at work?”

Ginny laughs. “It might. Let’s see how far along I’m first, then we figure everything else.”

Harry nods. “And about names—”

“Oh, no.” She kisses him softly. “We already know what he or she will be called, Harry.” She closes her eyes. “It’s only fitting.”