#jily pirates like who am I!

[clare-with-no-i]

I need you to know I have never interacted with ANY PJO media but your snippet has me like 👀👀👀

(Also I did a NUMBER of things in that chapter hehehehehe sorry about that)

KELSEY you continue to be far too kind. also I am cobbling together in my mind the things that made me say out loud to my empty studio apartment "KELSEY!" from RW ch2, and the list requires bullet points already. luckily I have a long bus ride coming up soon I have time to write it all down

[maluceh]

That painel was AMAZING, thank you thank you thank you! ❤️

Sorry for missing a few references, could you share a list of all the universes?

damn ok… ummm (from top left to right and so on with every row)

brooklyn nine nine (amy and jake)

morticia and gomez

modern family (claire and phil)

tangled

they’re just drinking chescos in this one

band au

i got lazy so kissy time

dinosaurs

the last of us au

game of thrones au

10 things i hate about you

celebrity au but i tried to do the cinderella concept art cause 50s

old people

slasher

sapphic jily victorian era

mexican folklore dancers

i got lazy again and i just sketched them as spooky cartoons

deleted scene from dead poets society but it’s not them as dps characters, i just wanted a snowy scene

barbie

pirates of the caribbean

anne with an e

legos

elevator love song by BeeDaily (it’s a fic)

cowboy au

how to train your dragon (astrid and hiccup)

percy jackson (them as percabeth)

sapphic jily in the 14th? 15th? century with princess jamie and her loyal guard lily

this is just a kids drawing so you can interpret it as you want (harry drew it or little james or little lily)

vampire au

couple selfie!

sapphic jily with a reference to glee (the cheerleader uniform). so this one is kind of like cheerleader x outcast type of thing

pride and prejudice au (bingley and jane)

set it up (it’s a movie on netflix)

rocks

greys anatomy au (them as mark and lexi)

role swap (quidditch player lily/muggleborn james)

ice skater couple au

juno (reference to the intro credits from the movie where there’s like drawings and stuff, i thought it would be cool idk)

the office (them as jim and pam)

haikyuu (tanaka and kiyoko are literally jily in another font)

patronuses

genderswap jily

romeo and juliet (2013)

before sunrise (1995)

titanic movie

ferris bullers day off (i think they fit sloane and ferris A LOT)

friends (chandler and monica)

maurice (1987)

detectives au (i tried to emulate 1940s drawings but alas i’m only a girl)

mermaid au

mlm jily as Pedro Infante and Jorge Negrete I BELIEVE this is Dos tipos de cuidado (1953) i wanted to draw them as homoerotic mexican actors from the golden age of mexican cinema

canon jily

sapphic jily in bly manor (as dani and jamie)

animal crossing jily

big fish (2003)

sapphic jily as pirates who got caught

idk i took it from a pinterest pic

shadowhunters jily

fantasy jily (?

sapphic jily kissing at sunset

worms

idk what movie this is, i wanted to draw them as silent actors from the 1930s i also tried to use the same art style they used in that era but alas i’m just a girl

widow victorian lily and ghost james (this is a direct reference to Anders Zorn the widow 1883 i believe)

how to lose a guy in 10 days au

shadow and bone au (them as nina and matthias)

ballet dancers au

romeo and juliet AGAIN (1996 tho)

anastasia (1997)

the princess diaries 2 (them as Mia and nicholas)

them with a cat (it’s algernon, the cat is algernon by the way)

spiderman (itsv spider-man to be exact)

i got lazy again and i just doodled them listening to music together

ants

genderswaped jily as emma and mr. knightley (2020)

mamma mia (2008) (love that movie, sophie and sky made me the bisexual i am with that one beach scene)

the hunger games mockingjay part 2 (them as katniss and peeta)

hogwarts professors

coworker rivals

mlm jily but at hogwarts

sapphic jily just vibing (heartstopper vibes??? idk i put the leaves)

shelf awarness by GhostofBambi on ao3 (one of my favorite jily fics)

and that’s it

[thequibblah]

do you have any book (or movie recs) that have similar characters to James and Lily? I feel like when I am looking for enemies to lovers books, the characters are just off, or it's just like an aggressive perversion of a great trope. I just want more stories about two good people falling in love lol

i will say that it's so tricky to find media that has the same dynamic... it's usually missing a few ingredients from the special sauce, imo — like, the way the characters interact feels the same but the social positions are inverted... or the vibes are similar but some key detail is kinda off... which is good AU fodder lmao but anyway i say this because the same is true of all of what im gonna recommend here and i want to set ur expectations to where mine tend to be when my jily vibe radar goes off. i.e., i will take the parts i like and enjoy what is there for what it is and then dream up an AU

if you're the same anon who asked @clare-with-no-i about this late last year, you will already kno this, but i'm going to mention some of the classics people mention in terms of starter jily, plus some crowdsourced thoughts:

anne of green gables (which i never read as a child) // anne with an e (which i did watch and adore)

anastasia (1997)

parks and rec (for ben and leslie — i am not a watcher of this show but people do be saying this)

brooklyn 99 (for jake and amy — obviously not perfect but i do see this)

lockwood and co (my jily girlies do seem to love this show)

rogue one (yes the star wars movie, trust)

pirates of the caribbean (ALSO TRUST!!!!!)

here are some that are my stupid little opinions and some books i think r worth trying:

pride & prejudice BUT ALSO emma (james is emma, lily is knightley # real ones know) BUT ALSO persuasion — u can watch the first two but u simply must read the third

palm springs (2020)

a lady's guide to fortune hunting by sophie irwin

shipped by angie hockman

a crown of wishes by roshani chokshi

if you could see the sun by ann liang

the nonesuch by georgette heyer

been watching the artful dodger recently and this is an example of the inverted social status thing but it's real fun and i love it

and trust me on this: anything w george clooney and julia roberts as love interests

[marsmarauders]

OKAY! LET ME GATHER SOME.

(these are just my opinion!)

cardigan - wolfstar obviously.

"you drew stars around my scars, but now i'm bleeding."

cassandra - dorcas meadowes.

"cause they killed cassandra first. cause she feared the worst and tried to tell the town."

champagne problems - remus post prisoner of azkaban.

"how evergreen our group of friends, don't think we'll say that word again. and soon they'll have the nerve to deck the halls that we once walked through."

clean - regulus when he drowned lol. cause he was free from everything. he died knowing he'd made the right choice.

"rain came pouring down as i was drowning, that's when i could finally breathe. and by morning, gone was any trace of you, i think i am finally clean."

exile - wolfstar during the second war.

"i think i've seen this film before, and i didn't like the ending. you're not my homeland anymore, so what am i defending?"

fearless - jily. jily. jily.

"i'm trying so hard not to get caught up now, but you're just so cool. run your fingers through your hair, absentmindedly making me want you.

happiness - regulus post jegulus.

"haunted by the look in my eyes that would've loved you for a lifetime... i hope she'll be your beautiful fool who takes my spot next to you. no, i didn't mean that."

it's time to go - sirius orion black.

"sometimes, giving up is the strong thing. sometimes, to run is the brave thing. sometimes, walking out is the one thing. that will find you the right thing. fifteen years, fifteen million tears, begging 'til my knees bled. i gave it my all, he gave me nothing at all then wondered why I left"

my tears ricochet - regulus arcturus black.

"i didn't have it in myself to go with grace. and you're the hero flying around, saving face. and if i'm dead to you why are you at the wake, cursing my name, wishing i stayed, look at how my tears ricochet."

(also works for the black brothers relationship in general because of these lines!)

"and i can go anywhere i want. anywhere i want just not home. and you can aim for my heart, go for blood, but you would still miss me in your bones. and i still talk to you, when i'm screaming at the sky. and when you can't sleep at night, you hear my stolen lullabies."

seven - james to sirius.

"and i've been meaning to tell you, i think your house is haunted, your dad is always mad and that must be why. and i think you should come live with me and we can be pirates, then you don't have to cry or hide in the closet."

the archer - if this song isn't james fleamont potter's entire personality, idk what is.

"combat, i'm ready for combat. i say i don't want that, but what if i do?"

(i also see it as dorcas cause of this line.)

"all of my enemies started out friends."

the lucky one - mary macdonald.

"it was a few years later i showed up here, and they still tell the legend of how you disappeared."

the man - LITERALLY EVER FEMALE CHARACTER IN THIS FANDOM!

"i would be complex. i would be cool... if i was a man, then i'd be the man."

tolerate it - the black brothers's relationship with each other.

"i sit and watch you. i notice everything you do or don't do. you're so much older and wiser, and i, i sit by the door like i'm just a kid."

who's afraid of little old me? - i've so many people debate over which character suits this song the most, but i think it's peter? i do think peter was a great friend during their hogwarts years, but during the war he made his choice. and that choice was to betray his friends.

"so i leap from the gallows and i levitate down your street. crash the party like a record scratch as i scream. "who's afraid of little old me?" well you should be."

wonderland - extremely jily coded in my opinion.

"didn't they tell us "don't rush into things", didn't you flash your green eyes at me?"

"how long could we be a sad song til we were too far gone to bring back to life? i gave you all my best me's, my endless empathy and all I did was bleed as I tried to be the bravest soldier. fighting in only your army front lines, don't you ignore me. i'm the best thing at this party. you're losin'gme."

you're losing me - wolfstar during the first war lol.

you're on your own kid - andromeda tonks and sirius black.

"you're on your own kid, you always have been."

~

i went a tad bit crazy there but if you want a part two let me know!

having a swiftie sister who believes half of the songs are written about the harry potter series is the best experience ever 10/10 would recommend.

(I've convinced her that the songs are about the marauders tehe)

[blueishfood]

Wind in our sails

Fandom/Ship: Maraudrer era in a Pirates of the Caribbean au! Jily, Dobby x Winky, Alice x Frank, 

Summary:

“Lily Evans, a young Lady of El Puerto Del Rey, meets Lucius Malfoy for the first time as she is promised to him. Malfoy is one of the few counts of Slytherin Island, a persuasive and revolting man. Miss Evans sees no way out of the nightmare her parents has landed her in. 

That is until the infamous Marauder, a known and feared pirate ship sailed by Captain James Potter, attacks The Serpent on their way to her wedding. Lily sees and escape and grabs on tight. 

Set sail with Lily Evans as she joins Captain James Potter and his mates in swashbuckling adventures of romance, mystery and lionhearted bravery.”

Warning(s): Only a little bit of fighting, what is pirate life without it?

Words: 1,3 K

A/N: This is an old fic which I have tried to fix up and make better. If there are any mistakes from my young years as a writer, I would be very happy if you pointed them out to me. Also; I actually really like this story so I hope you enjoy it!

Chapter 2

A young man dragged a hand through his hair, enjoying the burn of the sun. His earlier white, now light yellow shirt snapped in the wind, and he popped open another button.

"We're wait'n for yer orders Cap'n!", one of the older members of the crew shouted, turning towards the man with a wicked look in his eyes.

"Aye, I know.", he answered resting his hand on the hilt of his sword. He heard the shouting from the pirates behind him and a pleased smirk spread across his lips. With his raven black hair whipping in the wind, he swirled around.

"Prepare the cannons, get ready to board." The captain grabbed the wheel, and grinned to his first mate. "And hoist them colors!"

A few days earlier:

A young woman stood on the balcony of her fathers house. She sighed heavily. With her hair flowing in the wind, she looked towards the stables. What she had not given for a ride now.

"Miss Lily? M- miss?" She turned her head towards her maid. The young girl looked concerned as she fidgeted with the sleeve of her pink dress.

"Yes Winky?" Lily looked curiously at her maid as she turned away from the setting sun. Winky glanced up at Lily, then back down to the floor.

"Your father and grandfather wants to talk to you," she muttered quietly.

One of Lily's eyebrows lifted and she squared her shoulders. "And why is that?"

"They did not tell me, I'm afraid." Winky looked at the ground, but Lily only shook her head.

"That's alright, Winky." Lily took in the large house in front of her and wondered what horrifying surprise her parents possibly could have waiting for her on the other side.

Winky lifted her large brown eyes to look at her Lady and said carefully, "Miss, if it is not my place to say; do tell, but I saw a man with them. He looked quite rich."

Lily frowned and found herself straightening without thinking about it. A man she said? Then, she turned her head towards Winky and smiled.

"Thank you. Where do they await me?"

"In the dining room miss, it's down the hall a- " Lily nodded to stop her sentence.

"I know my way around the house, Winky. You're dismissed." The maid curtsied and walked away.

Lily drew a large breath before walking down the hall, towards the three men. She knew this could bear nothing but bad news for her, but she forced herself to swallow the fear. An Evans never showed her emotions.

The dining room was large and white, the columns on each side decorated with gold, but Lily did not stop for a second to admire the beautifully done handwork. Three men were arguing in front of her. Before Lily could listen in on the conversation, the shouting promptly stopped, and her father gave her a warning look.

"Mr. Malfoy." He said to a man with long, white-washed blonde hair.

"I want you to meet my daughter; Lily Evans." The man took a few steps towards Lily and kissed her hand slowly.

"You're more beautiful than I could have imagined." Lily nodded politely, and carefully pulled her hand from his grip. She didn't know him, but he was clearly a man with connections. Like many of the men in her life, she had to be careful when she was around him. Her father cleaned his throat loudly, and Malfoy turned, slightly miffed, to look at him.

"Lily, your mother and I have decided that this man will become your..." he trailed off, hesitating before he uttered the word, but Lily knew what was coming. "...husband.", her father said, sounding defeated.

Lily tried to hide her rage, but a look crossed her face before she could catch it. How could they? How could they bind her to a man she had never spoken to? She didn't know if he was kind or cruel, at least if they chose the commodore, she would know he was an honest man.

Lily took a deep breath and nodded. Her parents would not have done this if they did not have to. Lily knew very well that if she uttered a word about her opposition in front of this man, her -now- fiancé; she would be punished hard. She did not say a word. She would say a lot after Malfoy was gone, but for now; she let him push the ring on her finger and talk shamelessly to her. As he said his goodbyes, he kissed her cheek, and Lily had to keep herself from retching in disgust.

"Someday soon, love; you are going to end up in my bed." He whispered to her. Lily closed her eyes to hide the tears of frustration. "I am looking forward to our next meeting, Miss Evans. You will not have any qualms of this marriage when I am done with you." His whispers were louder now, and Lily tried not to snap at him.

She failed.

Lily slapped him as hard as she could, and felt his sideburns scratch against her palm.

Without any remorse Lily ran to the stables. She shouted at the stable boy who quickly fastened the seat on Moonlight. As Lily galloped away from the estate, she could hear her mother screeching after her. But the young Lady had to get away. Away from her life. She knew that she would have to return, but for now; she would like to forget.

"Do you even know what troubles you could have made?!"

Vivida Colarenta Evans talked fast and the air was filled with tension. She was mad. Mad at her daughter; with her father's red hair and therefore also his read-hair temper.

"Of course I know mother!" Lily's green eyes struck lightning. Those eyes could scare even the bravest of men, but Vivida Colarenta was not a man.

"His words were shameful and I don't regret a single action." Vivida fumed in front of her daughter, but calmed herself so her words were low and completely in control.

"You shall thank the Lord that Mister Malfoy is a humble man, and forgave you." Lily laughed loud at her mothers words.

"Humble? My arse!" She scoffed and missed Vivida's eyes widening.

"Language!" She shrieked at her daughter, face reddening, but Lily ignored her. She turned her back to her mother and stabbed her dagger into her bedside table. It already had many marks from the same knife.

"The man probably said something like; Oh she's just a wench! I'll get her to bed, you mark my words!" Vivida did not answer Lily's statement, and so the redhead knew she was right. She stood up and pointed at her mother with the glinting knife in her hand.

"How could you bind me to such a cruel man?!" Vivida had no mercy left now, she stared at her daughter with no love in her eyes.

"You shall trust your parent's decisions!"

Lily was about to interrupt again, but Vivida silenced her with a harsh slap in the face. Lily clapped her hands to her cheek and looked at her mother with wide eyes. Vivida clenched her jaw.

"Why can you not be more like Petunia?! She was married willingly to Dursley and is now bearing his child!"

"I am not Petunia!" The dagger hit the door with a thud and Vivida rolled her eyes.

"Yes I can see that.", she said, loathing lazing every word, "When she was playing with dolls; you went talking to that stable boy! You have never been one of us."

Lily smiled bitterly. "And thank God for that."

Vivida blinked, ignored the comment and finished what she had come to say.

"Tomorrow, you will board Malfoy's ship, and sail to his land. The maids have already packed your bags."

Vivida walked out of the room, closed the door and flinched as she heard another dagger hit the wood behind her.

She had never understood Lily, the girl had always stayed with ether the horses or begged her father to teach her everything on his ships. It was almost as if she were a boy! Now that she got a husband who could buy her everything she wanted; was she not pleased? Vivida herself, had never disobeyed her parents orders, so why should Lily?

[naireides]

are you working on any fics rn? can you share with us?

my wip list is several feet long so see under the cut for a full breakdown if you wanna know what’s up

also i just wanna reiterate that i am in school. literally in medical school. i am a baby doctor who’s gonna be on rotations in a few months time which means pulling 12hr shifts and being on call in addition to exams and shit so pls be gentle with me and give me 2-3 business years to finish something

JILY

i’ve been planning/ plotting a jily crazy rich asians au for like. months now. loosely based off of it ofc because mama potter is a sweetheart. 

still have that jily supernatural au thing where the marauders are werewolves and lily is a vampire because why not

cheesy christmas fics!!

lowkey toying around with a revamped pirate au for them *insert eye emoji here* i never finished the one i had planned out like 6 years ago and frankly i might combust from embarrassment if u make me read it but ya *youtuber voice* lemme know in the comments down below if you’d like to see that from me

also i have a jily youtuber/ social media au thing that i’m psyched about

BELLARKE

first of all, i’m retiring from blarke so jot that down. i just wanna finish my wips and leave this damned ship in the mariana trench where it belongs good riddance

the only fics i’m gonna do for those would be my wips so all of my multichaps (hogwarts au, anastasia au, s1 fwb au, etc) and the bellarke bingo stuff i have written thus far (more on that later). i had plans for a blarke bon appetit au and a blarke cheating au but yeah that’s probably never gonna see the light of day idk if you guys really want it i might try to finish it but my past couple of fics flopped so lmao

this is my bellarke bingo sheet as u can see i have 4 fics planned which covers all the tropes and yes the purple one (without the dark we’d never see the stars) is a twilight au because what else do you want me to do with a vampire trope that’s just asking for it)

[paranymf]

Answer 21 questions tag

Tagged by @crazy4dragons (thank you!) rules: answer 21 questions and tag 21 people

Nickname: My friends just call me Soof (I think?), but my mother has a special nickname for me and my sister. Her name is Lydia, which could be shortened to Lyd. Lied (same pronounciation) is Dutch for the word "Song". When we were little, our mother would call us Liedje (Dutch for "little song") & Versje (Dutch for "little poem") and sometimes she still calls us like this.

Zodiac: Capicorn (birthday is 9th of January!)

Height: 1.72m

Last movie I saw: Avengers: Endgame

Last thing I Googled: "Elsa Frozen Fever" 😂 It's a cosplay I am currently working on and I need to check the reference every now and then. Why don't I just download one picture? I forget to do it every time 😅

Favorite musician: Yeah, so, ehm, how do explain this... I don't have a favourite musician. I just jump from genre to genre and I love it all. Every musician I admire did something personal for me. Within Temptation was the first real band I ever obssessed about and I still love their music. Christina Aguilera has so many songs I love and relate to. Hans Zimmer made me fall in love with soundtracks and the power they can give to a movie. Katy Perry, Big Time Rush, Lady Gaga, Ed Sheeran, Avril Lavigne, Black Eyed Peas and many more helped me through my teenage years and the struggles of finding myself and what I want. Honorary mention to John Powell who managed to do what Hans Zimmer did to me with Pirates of the Carribean and take it to another level. Never thought I could love a series of soundtracks more than PotC but John Powell proved me wrong.

Song stuck in my head: None.

Other blogs: None. I already stress out about my personal insta and my cosplay insta, so I am going to keep it easy here, Haha.

Followers: I don't keep track, but just saw it's 18. Just started with Tumblr so yeah 😅

Following: Apparently 216

Amount of sleep: Night premiere of Endgame disrupted my sleep yesterday, but my average is about 7-8 hours.

Lucky numbers: Ever since Harry Potter (the books) announced that 7 is the most powerful and magical number, I just keep saying my lucky number is 7

Dream job: I would love to be a costume designer for theatre and films. And combine that with a writing career and a Bed&Breakfast. (I always aim for the impossible lol.)

What am I wearing: Sketchers, skinny jeans, a sleeveless top with little purple hearts on it and MY BRAND NEW CAPTAIN MARVEL SWEATER

Favorite food: Anything with cheese is heaven for me, but I have a soft spot for cinnamon rolls

Language: Dutch, English and my LinkedIn still says Latin, but I don't know if that's accurate anymore lol

Can I play an instrument: Yes, I play piano! And I sing, but that's not an official instrument...?

Favorite song: Same answer as favourite musician: please dont make me choose! I have different playlists for different moods.

Random fact: I started writing when I was around 11/12 years old (23 now). I started with little stories, most of them historical based (something with a destined love story in around the 1600s -I dont know the details anymore- and a revenge story about a village on the border of the Roman Empire being destroyed, but one boy survives and becomes this archery prodigy who kills every Roman who dares to cross the border and helps the villages that are being threathened by the Romans. I never finished them, sadly. I actually still want to write the last story again, someday.) Around 12/13 I started with fanfiction, but only little stories from Harry Potter and, in Dutch. I was 14 when I started my first big multi-chapter fic. I was active on a Dutch website, but they didn't have any Jily (shipname for James Potter & Lily Evans) fics, so I started my own. After a year or two I had developed too much as a writer, I didn't like my writing from the beginning of the story, so I started from scratch. And after 115K+ words and 5 years, I finished the story at the age of 19. After that, I got a major writers block (probably caused by a depression) and I stopped writing. But now, having found Tumblr, AO3 and most importantly: the HTTYD fandom, I was inspired to write stories again! And I am so happy that I gave in to the urge, because I am so happy with all the kudos, comments and all the other writers I have found! It's a challenge, because I had to switch to English, but my boyfriend is the kindest for being my own personal beta-reader. Also, because of AO3 I read so much again and I am so happy with that!

Describe yourself in aesthetic things: Idunno what exactly are aesthetic things, but let me try: a measuring tape on a dress form; a cooking knife on a board with a whisk in a bowl; a open book with all kinds of fantasy things coming out of it; a castle in the morning sun; an arch in a garden with blue rain on it; a sofa with a blanket and a very large television with a very expensive sound system and a chaotic mess of papers with a pen next to a laptop.

Tagging: @hiccupfound @alsoaleteia @frosinn @corona-the-nightcutter @tysonrunningfox @martabm90 and yeah 21 people are a lot and I just feel too socially awkward to tag a bunch of people who don't know me lol

[gryffindormischief]

Hey I’m wondering if you can give recs for your all time favourite fanfics? Like the ones that are just so fucking good, as good as some life changing books you’ve read, and you finish it and you’re just sitting there like woah that was really fucking good

I am not committing to these being all time favorites because then I will wake up at 3 am and be like WAIT I FORGOT ONE.  So here are some favorite fics, but not THE favorite fics because is that even possible? Also idk if you wanted Jily or Hinny so I picked some of both?

Jily

Sunshine in My Eyes by monroeslittle

Mr. and Mrs. Evans are killed when Lily’s only a girl, and she’s supposed to go to a home with her sister. Instead, a relative they didn’t know they had comes to collect them, and introduces Lily to manners, magic, and a life that’s just the slightest bit different from the life she was supposed to live.

Or, an AU in which Minerva McGonagall raises Lily.

Pas De Deux by petals-to-fish

James leaned against the cold door and stared at Lily in curiosity as she made her way back to the shop counter. She was like nothing he’d ever come across in Levinstown. James knew he’d come searching for a Christmas gift for his mother, but he felt like he’d gotten a gift of his own just by meeting Lily. (muggle christmas AU)

Good Luck Charm by corny sloth

If Lily Evans was notorious for something, it was for the fact that she was extremely superstitious. Oneshot.

Fighting Fate by scared of clouds

It may have taken him a while to get to this point, but James Potter is happy with his life; as the captain of the pirate ship Fawkes, no-one tells him what to do or where to go. But when he agrees to carry a passenger - for a fee, of course - his life takes a rather interesting and wholly unexpected turn, and the past may be about to catch up with him. Jily AU, cover art by Viria.

The White Album by cgner

James poses as an advice charm in Lily’s diary. He’s really got to start thinking through his shenanigans.

You and Me Both, Kid by twilightstargazer

Because standing in front of him with her green eyes blown wide and mouth shaped in a small ‘o’ is Lily Evans and James is just about hoping that the ground would open up beneath his feet and swallow him whole.

To Locronan by livy_bear

James and Lily meet on a plane to France.

An au simply described as “you fell asleep and i started making funny faces at your kid to keep them amused and the steward mistook us for a couple au”

Deliverance Disorder Descent by Tedd.E.Bare

It’s 1989, an election year; Lily and James are agents working for Phoenix, the secret security organisation that ensures members of parliament are kept safe from terrorist threats during times of crisis, in both war and peace. When a former foe returns for a new round, they’re sent in undercover to reveal what their enemy is planning. Will they survive the mad man? All-Muggle AU.

Seven Things by Apalapucian

“James leans in. Lily hears the script crumple in his hands, but she doesn’t look to check. His lips touch the corner of hers, a hand coming up to cup her face. He is moving. So. Maddeningly. Slow… She curses in her head, makes up about a hundred thousand excuses for the next second—and then grabs him down by the back of his neck and kisses him fully, desperately, fervidly.” AU.

The Blockout by glassycry

I open my eyes for the first time and look around. The room I’m in is blurry. Extremely so. Where am I? Who are these people? What is this room? Why can’t I see properly? Am I in danger? How did I get here? - L/J One-Shot from James’ POV

Question Time by fetchalgernon

Newly-elected Prime Minister Potter has his work cut out for him. If only a certain red-headed MP weren’t deliberately making life harder for him.

Hinny

No child of mine by AmiliaPadfoot

Harry makes a silent pledge to all his children and vows never to break it. He keeps it in mind at all times, determined to raise them right. Next-gen One-shot.

When Harry Nicked Nicholas by Fics by Fumph

Harry makes an arrest in the early hours of Christmas Day.

A Life Closed Twice Before Its Close by tosca1390

On Halloween, a recurring figment comes back to Harry’s life.

Arse Over Kettle by Laury the Latrator

Three years since the end of the war, Ginny is proud to say she is moving on with her life. She has a growing career with the Harpies, a solid group of friends, and her family is closer than ever. So what if she’s single! She’s perfectly content, right?

Bedside Manner by jk-salmeier

As Harry comes down with a bad case of the flu, who should come to his rescue, but his good friend Ginny Weasley? Slightly AU as H/G never got together in 6th year.

The Tale of Jenny and Henry by The Treacle Tart

Jenny liked to sit in the garden and play with gnomes…and to remember. HP-GW, RW-HG COMPLETE

A Cannon’s Harpy by st122

Ginny begins her life after school and a career in Quidditch. How will her new coach change her life? AU

A Good Weight by keeptheotherone

During Ginny’s seventh year, Harry sneaks into Hogwarts to spend an evening with her.

The First Day by little0bird

The first year after the battle.

Atropos by Luna Plath

Harry is brought in to St. Mungo’s after an auror mission gone wrong, and it’s up to Ginny, a potions expert at the Ministry, to save her boyfriend’s life after he is exposed to snake venom. H/G in four parts.

In Every Universe: All in One Piece by Brightly Bound

'This was lightness. This was love. This was right.’ After spending a moment alone with Harry during her eldest brother’s wedding, Ginny finds herself pregnant and must forgo her education for hiding. One-shot AU, set during DH.

As for books, I love:

Jane Eyre

Six of Crows & Crooked Kingdom

Byzantium

Little Women

The Hunger Games (series)

Antigone (play)

Twelfth Night (play)

The Lion The Witch And The Wardrobe

Death on the Nile

Hood

There are a billion more…

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Unexpected problems. Part 3

Lily Evans stared at herself happily in the mirror. The grin on her face nearly blinded her but she continued the act, sometimes letting a giggle burst through.

How very insane, how maddening, how palpitating.

She was getting married.

Married.

Would you believe it?

She, Lily Evans, was getting married to James Potter at exactly seven thirty today and was three seconds close to screaming.

It wasn’t so much that she never thought she would get married. Well, it was partly that if she was being honest. Petunia’s constant cheers of encouragement-note the sarcasm- helped her self-esteem. In a very negative way.

Moreover, she was a romantic at heart. Late at night, she had read dozens of cliché romances by the flicker of the torch and to the sound of crickets while her parents snored upstairs, blissfully unaware that their perfect daughter heart swooped when Mr. Darcy held his lover’s gaze.

And it wasn’t like she held a pillow behind her head and pretended it was a veil- she did do this, for the record but she likes to imagine technicalities could go to hell-  but it was more the fact that she had found the man of her dreams.

James Potter was technically a boy since he was only nineteen as she merrily liked to rub it into his face. He was her bloody nightmare just a few springs ago but now, she couldn’t stop blushing every time his hazel eyes grinned at her and his smirk kissed her lips as he murmured, “Alright, Evans?”

She shivered at the memory and willed the butterflies to settle down. Most brides got cold feet on their wedding day and many of them climbed out of the window, perhaps, slid down the pipe she was looking at now after they wrote a note, stained with tears and consisting of either only two words, I’m sorry or some heartfelt speech that would most definitely not translate into a vow.

But Lily?

If cold feet were the phrase, she thought she might have warm feet. Paradox, indeed. The only way she would ever jump out of the window and ruin her beautiful dress would be to marry James sooner. She was scared, of course, of the war. Of what it might entail and what she might lose. Several of her friends got married, recently and quite a few of them had lost their spouses rather soon. Lily was adamant that they’d both survive this war together.

And Merlin, she wanted to marry him. She really bloody wanted to marry him.

Memories flood her mind but a one sticks out. The first time they said, ‘I love you,’ funnily enough.

They were on rounds and Lily was frustrated with school and how it hardly allowed her to spend time eating. James kept pestering her about it and eventually, he decided to take matters into his own hands. That night, they snuck to the kitchen and he forced her to eat a satisfying burger. (It was her mother’s specialty and she was feeling homesick with all the terrible news going around.) While they were eating dessert, a sizzling brownie with ice cream on its top, he just took one look at her, chewing happily and blurted it out. ‘I-Merlin, Lily, I love you.’

Not very poetic, sadly but so James. She nodded and resumed her consumption. He stopped though and slid his pink (not that she noticed how his tongue looked like because that would be ridiculous) tongue over is front teeth.

“What?” She had said, finally. “Are you waiting for a response?”

His eyes rolled. “If you’d be willing, yeah.”

“I effing kissed you in front of the whole tower, Potter. If that doesn’t say I love you, I don’t know what will.”

He grinned so hard, she worried his cheeks would hurt. They didn’t say anything else but before they went to sleep, they kissed for a few seconds longer.

They had been so childish then and hid their feelings, their joy from the other. Lily didn’t know that James had whooped and woken up his friends. None of the Marauders were happy to be woken up at an ‘ungodly hour’ and shoved James with many pillows.

And something James didn’t know? Lily had screamed into her pillow for five minutes straight.

Almost nostalgic, she searches for a mirror and once located, stares at it for a second before she tucks a strand of hair behind her ear.

Clearing her throat, she calls out, “James?”

The mirror shimmers for a second, almost like a ripple in a lake and for a second, she takes note of the silence in her room and then, a flurry of noise clangs through her ears.

“You’re not supposed to see her, James!” Sirius is saying loudly. Lily rolls her eyes at the so und.

“It’s bad luck!” Remus agrees, somewhere behind.                                                                  

James protests. “It-but you guys, she called me. What if she needs something?”

The trio collectively scoffs. Lily can almost hear the scowl in Sirius’s face when he draws out his words, “Lily only wants to see your pretty face, don’t you, flower?”

“Hey! I resent that! I do not have a pretty face. More like, a handsome-“

“I do!” She calls out ironically. She hears James’s warm laughs and a fond smile overcomes her face. Could it be possible that she was marrying this man? “Give me the mirror, Padfoot.”

“I shall not! Superstations be ringing true.”

She nearly misses the familiar ebony messy hair flashing into view when Sirius pushes her fiancé behind and raises the mirror.

James curses. “-you for being taller.” Directing his words to Lily, he calls out, “You’re not thinking about backing out, are you Lily?”

Lily mocks a sigh. “It’s rather late for that.”

“Wait-Lils,”

“Merlin, James. I’m kidding.”

Lily almost smirks at the breath of relief James emitted.

“You’ll see her soon, James. Say goodbye like a good boy. Can’t tempt fate, now can we?”

She knows James is rolling his eyes. Neither of them were superstitious. That title belonged to the eldest Potter. “I love you, Lils.”

“Love you too, sweetheart. Hey1” Lily abruptly cuts off her sentence. “Reckon we should get married, yeah?”

“Took you long enough. Hey, say we elope right now?”

“I find the idea brilliant.”

“Well, I rather am brilliant.”

“Don’t forget arrogant!” And before he can continue with some protest or worse, a self-compliment, she continues, “Oh! Our ship name is Jily, by the way.”

“Wait, what?”

“What’s a ship name?” Peter articulates.

“It’s basically when someone ships- “Moony, the all knower, begins.

“Ships? You mean, they’re pirates?”

“Well, not exactly.”

“Disconnecting in three, two- “Sirius cries. “Also, Red, I need to know more about this later but your ship name is Lames but it doesn’t include me so we’ll have to change it later. Two-one”

They both call out a quick I love you before the light and noises fade away.

The wedding was a warm one and quite magical, if things went to plan. She’d walk under an arch coated with pressed flowers and petite birds would fly down and hand them their rings. James and she had wanted some muggle aspect to their otherwise wizarding wedding and the symbolism for rings was one way to achieve that.

Lily plucks a chocolate dressed strawberry from the plate and chews it thoughtfully. She’d invited Petunia but highly doubted that her sister would show up. After her sister sent back a letter in the post saying, ‘I’ve got other plans.’ Just the five words, Lily thought about it in great length (thought being sobbing on James’s shoulder miserably for several nights and him convincing her that she was not a freak, she really wasn’t and pressing a million kisses on her hair) She decided that she wouldn’t invite her parents.

“It wouldn’t be safe for them. You know, how it’s like with Death Eaters.” James had reasoned multiple times when she started to bite her nails in worry. “-they killed Andrew’s, you remember him, right? Big blue eyes and curly blonde hair? Yes-that guy who charmed McGonagall to puff up cats. Still can’t believe he had the guts to do that. They killed his parents, Lily solely for the reason he’s a muggleborn. I-Merlin, their house looked like a bloody murder sight. It was but you get the point. Bloody nightmare.”

“Poor guy,” she only murmured. And she didn’t-not even for the love of Merlin- want to be regarded as a ‘poor guy.’

Still, her guilt remained. It was hard not to invite her parents, the two people who had seen her bloom into the woman she was today. Her mother was immediately in tears when Lily told them about the wedding. And now? She wasn’t even inviting them. It would have been good too for them, some celebration. Times were dark and rough, not only in the wizarding world but in the Evans household too. Had been ever since Mr. Evans coughed up blood before he fainted last winter.

Decisions were set in stone, however and it was too late to do anything. (Did she really want to?) James had been wonderful to ease her plight.

If asked, Lily wouldn’t tell you the first time she realized she loved James Potter. She’ll say, “I reckon I always did, now don’t give me that cynical look. It’s a funny thing, I realize since it’s known fact I hated Potter. Believe me, that wasn’t a lie but when we did become friends and he brought me hot chocolate when I was sick, made me laugh like a loon while we did rounds, it wasn’t surprising that I loved Potter. He was my friend and obviously, it was a platonic love but then, he’d ask this girl out and my stomach just burned, you know? So, when he asked me out, I just-I had to say yes to understand why. Guess the love I felt for James Potter wasn’t platonic, after all.”

A rather long speech for an introvert but love makes you a poet or in Lily’s case, a bloody satisfactory rambler.

Someone knocks at the door and she’s interrupted from her musings of conjuring up how her fiancé would look like a suit. (Scoff you might but Lily had never seen James in a muggle suit and it send shivers down her spine, imagining it. How the rays of light would fall on his messed-up hair and the way his abs would be seen with the light sheen of sweat. Merlin, he’d make a fantastic and hot Olympian.)

Marlene enters, her rustic brown dress twinkling in the room. She was a fine beauty and Lily’s best friend. They’d been stuck to the hip ever since Lily introduced the former to ‘nail polish.’ Being a pureblood, Marlene had been awestruck. “It makes your nails looked all dolled up, ain’t it?”

With a beautiful brown bob that bounced with each step and star kissed eyes, Marlene had no problem finding a suitor if need be. Adding to her appearance, she had an eccentric personality. She was constantly so kind to her friends, so warm to strangers and so bloody callous to assholes. Honestly, she was one of the few people who didn’t find all Slytherins wicked and it was refreshing to be friends with someone who wasn’t predisposed. It wasn’t shocking when Lily appointed her maid of honor.

She blubbers at the sight of her best friend and Lily beckons her over and they sit on the cozy and luxurious bed.

“You look stunning.”

“Look who’s talking. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were the bride with the way you’re glowing.” Lily teases and bumps her best friend’s shoulder playfully.

Marlene shakes her head but she’s grinning. “You know I shipped you and Potter since day one. It was like some bloody romance that you found in books and movies, you know. Tags: Sexual tension, mutual stupid pining, enemies to friends to lover’s trope.”

Lily snorts and Marlene scrunches up her brow. “Ratings: Some teenage fluff.”

“Oh hush, Marls. You’re ruining my makeup with your hilarious rubbish.”

“I can’t believe you’re getting married.”

Lily smiles fondly and hugs her friend as she rubs her nose.

“Me neither. I don’t reckon I’ve told you but do you know the groom is Potter?”

Marlene gasps.

“You’re kidding me!”

Frowning, Lily nods as she sighs wearily. “I can’t imagine it either.”

Mirth bubbles from the duo. Abruptly, Marlene seizes her friend in a hug. “I love you, alright?”

“I love you the most.”

“You’ve got the wedding we’ve dreamed of as children. A posh wedding, albeit cheap which I do not approve of in an art bleeding history museum.”

“The wedding band looks strange, though.”

Marlene makes a noise of agreement. “True. Someday, The Weird Cauldron will get famous.” (Spoiler Alert: It didn’t.)

“Maybe.”

“Potter’s going to pale when he says you. I’ll bet a galleon on it.”

Lily really did look beautiful. A blushing and glowing bride, sentimental ones would tearfully sniffle. While she did look the role, several of her friends would praise her on owning a badass gown. Certainly, not very easy to pull off. Her hair was in ringlets, all ruby embers twirled down and her eyes were coated with a thin black mascara. Her v- neck dress was ankle length and hugged her curves in all the right places as she spun around. Lace decorated the borders of her cleavage and concluded at her toes.

Someone’s fingers dance on a piano, playing some long and forgotten melody that made people hum and ponder their own weddings or wonder at the posterity.

“Ready?”

With a smile biting at her lips, Lily says, “Marauder Ready.”

And her maid of honor rolls her eyes and murmurs about a perfect pair.

   A FEW METRES AWAY:

The trio huddle around James like he’s a rugby player about to be mauled. (Well, he envisages it so. He never understood the damned game. A frustration that Mr. Evans shared. Lily’s dad had tried to make him understand the rules and other shits ‘bout the game but judging by his skill and intelligence, you can assume it did not end well.)

“-so typical of James to dream about something else than his wedding day. “Sirius is saying as he shakes off his reverie of things he can’t do. (James assures you that it is the only thing he cannot do, if you know what he means.)

The lot of them were rather attractive in their own sense and they looked identical. A muggle might have looked at them and assumed them to be in a boy band. Despite his heritage, James finds himself wanting to hum a muggle tune. (Tell me why, ohh)

“Shut up, Padfoot. I was thinking about Lily.”

“Mate,” Remus says as he adjusts James’s Gryffindor tie, “-we know you better than that and the face you were sporting was most definitely not your, uh Lily face.”

“I have a Lily face?”

Peter pipes, “You have a lot of faces.” and shuts up promptly, almost like he can’t believe he had the gall to speak.

“Like what?!”

“Well,” Sirius says lazily as he sips his complimentary champagne, “Your Lily face is soft eyes, like a doe, mate. And you have this weird grin on your face like you don’t know whether you want to laugh or cry and your nose gets pink.”

Testing it out, James thinks about the last time he had seen Lily. They were in bed together and she was reading a book. Just the sight of her, emerald orbs completely hooked on the poetic words, her plump and pink lips as she murmured, “Oh, Nasuda” and the crease on her forehead and the blush on her cheek as she pronounced, “Murtgah.” (James had kissed her then, overcome with adoration for his fiancée. How happy he was that they adored each other and partly jealous of a fictional character.)

Laughter cuts his out of his thoughts. Remus barely restraining his chuckles says, “That’s your Lily face.”

Only Peter seemed to fake his laughter. James squints his eyes at him and studies his friend. The boy is looking rather pale, almost clammy with sweat beading on his ears. A telltale that something is not alright.

“Mate,” James says, “You good?”

The three of them all stare at Peter who is furiously biting his nails. With a jerk, he looks up when the room falls silent as if he’s forgotten there’s a crowd. “Oh-um, yeah.”

James knows not to push it but he can’t seem to help himself as Peter’s eyes look downcast. “You know you can tell us everything, right? I know you’re not- “

“I’m fine.”

Sirius cocks his head at the boy. “Well, if you’re su- “

“I have a girlfriend!” Peter blurts out, seeming it out of his non- volition as his hands tremble soon afterwards and he shuts his eyes in a remarkable display of acting. His friends are speechless but before they can interrupt, he continues, almost whispering the words like he’s afraid his ex is going to apparate, “I-well, I had one. I’m sorry I never told you guys. I really did want to but Samantha, that was her name said it was too much of a big deal and stuff.” Peter stops his monologue to groan. “And-And I know it’s wrong but you and Lily are getting married and you guys are so happy and I don’t know if I’ll ever get that again.”

The room is enveloped by silence like fire being iced by a thick blanket, so very heavy and you feel like choking.

“I-Merlin, Peter.” Sirius begins, standing up quickly and lending a hug to Wormtail who now has tears running down his face.

Moony doesn’t say anything but instead, stares at Peter with confusion. James blinks and he misses the look Peter sends to Remus. Please, the rat seemed to implore.

“Peter, I wish-no, that doesn’t matter. Look Pete, you of all people should know that it was terribly hard for Evans to like me. Wait, that came out wrong. She’s not obligated to like me or anything but urgh. I never thought I had a chance with her, remember? It might take years but have hope! Everyone deserves love, Pete and you deserve it more than others.”

Orator, he is not. It’s not really a great speech but the topic was sprung up on him and half of his thoughts are Lily related, but it’ll have to do and gathering by the wince Peter barely manages to hide, his immediate thought was to start again but with better vocabulary and more depth. Peter nods and then, James nods. And then, Remus and Sirius nods. That’s how it goes amongst them. If one does something, the others follow immediately.

“We need to go.” Remus says, glancing at his watch. Peter looks relieved. They can’t really blame him. They’ve had conversations with Peter like this. He was always the helper; the motivator and it threw them off course when the intelligent boy came to them with a problem.

The trio stampede over to the door and Remus calls out a good luck before the door shuts. A second later, Sirius throws it open and launches himself onto his brother.

“Merlin left saggy- “Sirius mumbles onto James’s shoulder. “I can’t bloody believe you’re leaving me.”

Prongs rolls his eyes and reciprocates the hug and they clutch each other tightly like men that have just won the bloody war.  “I can’t bloody believe Lily is marrying me.”

Sirius laughs through his tears. “Yeah, me neither.”

“Oh, shove off.” James admonishes but the tone is soft as he punches his brother’s arm.

Sirius raises a hand and for a moment, James has a weird premonition that Sirius is about to lean in but then he ruffles up James’s hair and runs out a moment before the poor groom can even groan.

The bespectacled boy stares at himself in the mirror.

It’d be alright, he told himself, Lily would show up and they’d go off in the sunset wide grins. Merlin, the woman of his dreams would be saying I do to him in a few minutes. They’d have the rest of their lives together and it would be jovial with their dogs, cats and children. Hardly human and more angel-like, Lily Evans would soon become Lily Potter and he’d wake up to her scarlet lips and emerald jewels of eyes every day.

He groans.

Now was not the time to be fantasizing.

It was hard not to when your fiancée looked like she belonged in the bloody museum.

He was wearing a fine suit which looked almost crisp against his skin. The white shirt was almost transparent because of the thin layer of sweat but it contrasted well with his tanned, lean and muscular body.  Against his will, he smirked as he thought of Lily. (When does he not, really?)

“I knew you were vain, Potter but I never guessed how much.”

James spins around at the voice and a grimace forms as he locates Severus Snape sitting idly on the sofa, wand rolling around his palm. Although annoyance surged through him, he was hardly to see the man. He was bound to make an entrance on his ex-best-friend’s wedding.

Despite the anger, some intelligent subconscious urged to call Sirius but he decided that it wouldn’t bode well with his character and instead retorts, “Here to stop the wedding, Snivellus or lost your way to the dumps?”

The man grits his teeth at the nickname but makes a great show of rolling his eyes. “Now, why would I want that?”

James shrugs and plucks out his wand, almost casually and points it at the Death Eater. “I can think of many reasons why. None of which I want to bother myself with but I’m afraid, oh wait, I’m not afraid but actually happy you’re too late.”

“I wouldn’t bet my money on it.”

“Well,” James smirks. “You don’t have any money in the first place to begin with so I recommend not betting anything.”

Almost growling, Snape makes a noise of dissatisfaction. “You’ve always been a fool, Potter.”

It was strange that there was no retort but James let it slide and mocks. “I suppose you hope to stop the wedding with your greasy hair. I hardly think the priest would consider that as an objection but we all know Lily would prefer mine.”

James is stalling. They both know it. Despite him being a Gryffindor, he knew not to underestimate Snape. Coming here was a huge risk after all and surely, the man had some sense not to break up a light wedding. So, why did he come?

The man winces at the mention of the bride.

“It’s not just me, Potter, this once.”

James curses internally. “Look Snape, it’s my wedding day and I really really don’t want to hex you today. Contrary to popular belief, I’m actually a pacifist.”

“Lily was right when she called you an arrogant toe rag.”

“Funny,” James bites out. “That’s not the only nickname y ’all used that day. At least toe rag sounds better than Extraordinary Death Eater.”

Scoffing, Snape shakes his head as if he’s almost reproaching James. “I, fortunately, do not have time for this insolence, Potter. I hope you rot.”

“Well, you had time for yourself.”

“CRUCIO!”

He’s expecting it. “PROTEGO!”

Time for pleasantries were over, James guesses. The room is immediately basked in a blue glow and both men are blasted with jet beams of light and are thrown feet backward, neither spell marring their skin. James rolls over to a chair and arching his neck, calls out a body binding spell.

Snape roars. “Sectumsempra! You shall pay, Potter!”

“EXPELLIARMUS! Need a loan?”

“Imperio!”

James almost gets hit with the spell in shock. This wasn’t some retribution. Snivellus-and perhaps the Death Eaters- were out for something. Oh bugger, Lily. She wouldn’t be safe here. He had to warn her somehow.

“Imperio!”

Where was that blasted two-way mirror?

Answer: Sirius had taken it. James had thought it’d be sensible, in case there were any wedding fiascos.

He was a fool. A stupid-stupid- fool.

Crying out a jinx almost instinctively, he jumps out of the way as a table hurls at him. (Couldn’t furniture be at his side, at least? Really bloody unfair.)

The spell hits his target and James is rewarded by the sight of blood dripping down the shins of Snape’s knee. Amazingly, it doesn’t seem to bother him. The only sign he showed of pain was a slight wince.

Where was everybody? Dead and deaf? The question has an answer.

“You cast a silence charm.” He thinks out loud.

Really ass-effing unfair.

The room was in ruins but James was positive that it he was captured; the room would return to being spotless. He supposes they want him to join the Death Eaters. The very thought makes him barks a laugh. As if he’d ever agree to that. He’d rather die. Rather live and marry but he thinks he might have to cut his losses.

It’s like he appears in thin air for Snape stands in front of him, arm poised for attack. James kicks his leg in a defense that Lily and Mr. Evans had taught him and pushes away. (Muggle techniques were brilliant, weren’t they?) Severus-the bugger-is also fast though James did not know how. (You’d think his grease would weigh him down, right?) The positions are awkward enough for James to suddenly lose control of his wand as the expelliarmus is called out.

Satisfaction or regret flashes on Snape’s face for a second but James’s doesn’t bother deciphering it. If he can’t get away, he needs to save Lily at least. Jumping up, he runs like his life is dependent on it, ducking behind furniture when the need calls for it.

Suddenly, the cold dims a little as the door opens. “Got him?” A voice calls out from the doorway and he’s so surprised to see Pettigrew that he stumbles. “Wormtail?” The boy looks at him and shifts his glance away.

Got him? Got whom? Oh. Oh no. No, no, no.

“You’re-you’re with him-them?” He manages to splutter. It had to be impossible, surely. Maybe he was imperio-d. Or maybe, they wanted to take him out for another stag party and got Snape involved?

He dismisses either of his suspicions. They boy’s eyes are clear. James almost slaps himself. Of course, Peter wouldn’t have a girlfriend. He didn’t even have one in Hogwarts.

“IMPERIO!” Snivellus calls again, almost booming the curse.

James falls on the ground and stares at his friend in shock who’s standing up casually. “Peter?” He calls out in a pained voice. His sadness evolves into anger.

“I hope both of you rot in hell.” He knows he’s lost but he tries to take on Peter and both brawl. James tucks his shoulder into Peter’s armpit and jabs and the boy falls and his escape is right there and so clear. He’d see Lily again. And he’s running and he’s hollering. Then:

“This has gone on for far too long.” Snape bites. “Imperio!”

There’s nowhere to duck and he goes down but Snape’s anticipated that and he’s full on hit by the incantation. And James is submerged. It’s like his thoughts are befuddled and time stands still or the seconds tick past in honey. He’s in his own bubble. It’s like being in the ocean, he manages to tell his friends later, but when someone wants you to drown, you can’t push up, you’re sinking instead.

“Go somewhere no one will find you.” Snape murmurs, velvety and caressing.

Several steps forward, James hacks onto their plan. They’re monsters, worse than that. At least, monsters are born cruel. These, these people want to be terrible. He tries to wrangle his way out of the spell, tries to make a move for his wand but it’s so painful that he’s desperately tired and run out of energy after the first time he tries to break free.

They overpower him in no time and then he seemingly walks out the door out of his own will and he walks on the empty corridor in silence except for a steady ticking voice at the back of his mind saying, Leave.

James listens.

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Wind in our sails (Chapter 2)

Fandom/Ship: Maraudrer era in a Pirates of the Caribbean au! Jily, Dobby x Winky, Alice x Frank,

Summary:

“Lily Evans, a young Lady of El Puerto Del Rey, meets Lucius Malfoy for the first time as she is promised to him. Malfoy is one of the few counts of Slytherin Island, a persuasive and revolting man. Miss Evans sees no way out of the nightmare her parents has landed her in.

That is until the infamous Marauder, a known and feared pirate ship sailed by Captain James Potter, attacks The Serpent on their way to her wedding. Lily sees and escape and grabs on tight.

Set sail with Lily Evans as she joins Captain James Potter and his mates in swashbuckling adventures of romance, mystery and lionhearted bravery.”

Warning(s): Only a little bit of fighting, what is pirate life without it?

Words: 2,4 K

A/N: It has come to my attention that people might actually like this fic! Thank you for that, I will now proceed to post all the chapters I have already posted on my AO3 account plus a new one :)

Chapter 1

Chapter 3

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Lily was lying on her silk bed when the first servants carried in her suitcases. She tried not to let the tears fall, but couldn't stop them when she thought of her near future. She cried till her head was worn out and her eyes were red and puffy. Sometime in between; Winky came in to her room and tried to speak to her.

"M-miss, i must congratulate you on your engagement,", she flinched as Lily sobbed loudly. "M-Mister M-Malfoy is very rich, he will p-probably give you everything you w-want." Lily tried to sit, but settled for looking up at Winky from where she lay. She tried to force a small smile, but could not manage it.

"I hope you two find real love..." Winky whispered very quietly. Lily couldn't help but break back into tears. She already felt exhausted, but trying to stop herself from crying would drain her of even more energy.

"Oh! I-I am s-so sorry m-miss!" Winky was on the verge of tears; terrified that she had gotten her mistress to cry. She tried rubbing Lily's back carefully, but when the misses flung herself at tiny Winky and hugged her tightly, the maid had no idea what to do. Lily soaked both their dresses in tears, and did not recognize Winky's surprise nor her calming whispers.

"W-will you c-come with me?" Lily asked Winky between tears and hiccups. The maid's big eyes widened and she sat back a bit to see Lily's face.

"Oh miss! I do not know if I am allowed." Lily dried her tears with a fleak of the light pink sheets under her and smiled at her maid.

"If I had you with me, I'm sure this would be much less terrifying, and do call me Lily." Winky smiled back at Lily. She stood up from the bed and nodded.

"I will ask the mistress, L- Lily." Lily laughed, her eyes glimmering.

"Don't be afraid of saying my name! We are friends, are we not?" Winky's smile grew to the size of the moon. She had never had a real friend in El Puerto del Rey before.

"Yes! Of course we are friends!" Winky stuttered, her smile wider than Lily had ever seen it. Lily smiled back and hugged her new friend again.

"And do me a favor and ask dad, not mum?" Lily laughed when Winky nodded fast and hurried out of the room.

When Lily once again was left alone to think; she cried until nightfall, falling into a restless sleep in the bed dampened by her own tragedy.

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Lily stood on the port, looking at the big ship owned by Malfoy. It was better to have Winky there, she had to admit, but she was still afraid that Malfoy was going to force her to bed her first day on the island. But he could not do that... could he?

Lily was seriously considering to run away then and there, but then Lucius saw her. He looked much older than her, she realized, maybe in his forties. Lily shuddered under his stare.

Lucius was standing on deck, looking down at her and Winky with a smirk. He shot them a wink. Lily ignored him, walking on board with her purse tightly gripped in her cold hands.

Every day from Lily was seven years old until she was twelve, she was on board her father's ships; learning everything, from tying ropes to standing at the wheel. She even learned how to use a sword. Her father believed she could do almost anything a man could do. She was surprised by the mere thought of him marrying her off to a random man. Either way, walking on board the ship, she felt more like herself than any other time during the last week.

Lily and Winky's room was not big. It was slightly crammed and much less exquisite than Lily was used to. Still, it was bigger than most rooms on the ship. It had two beds, one small closet, a window and a water bowl that was hammered to the wall. Lily was admiring the view of the ocean when Winky came down to their room and smiled at her.

"It is going to be okay, miss." Lily nodded and glanced at Winky.

"One would think so," she answered, and looked back out. Winky saw the sore spot and changed the subject. She walked over to Lily and glanced out at the glittering water.

"Do you know where we are going, miss?"

"I do. But I would rather go with a pirate than going where we are headed." Lily sighed and were not even amused when Winky staggered backwards. She had not thought of how her friend would react to the word pirate, not many dared say that word.

"I know where it is, yes.", Lily muttered, slowly sitting down on the bed. "He is a cruel man, he lives on an cruel island. We are sailing towards Slytherin island." Winky gasped.

She had heard of Slytherin island, everybody had. It was an island where even the noblest of women drank, and they served the most vile of kings; King Voldemort. They said that he was a king, but everybody knew he was a pirate.

There were good and bad pirates, Winky knew because she had worked on one of the better pirate ships once. King Voldemort was the worst pirate known to man, and Slytherin island was the worst pirate port.

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After three days on board the ship; Lily was going mad. She could not hide anywhere! Every time she wanted to be alone, Malfoy would come and talk to her to get to know her better. Yeah, right, Lily thought, more like getting to know the underside of her skirt better.

The only way Lily could get away from Malfoy was by talking to the crew, or standing in the birds nest because he was afraid of heights. Lady Lily would stay up there for hours, waiting for the sun to go down and for Malfoy to retreat to his cabin. There was not much to entertain her in the birds nest except from the occasional sailor on duty. Lily often busied herself by singing a song she had heard on a pub she had visited with her father once. He realized his mistake when Vivida attacked him with her sandal the morning after, but Lily had still gotten to experience life outside her boring mansion.

"We're rascals, scoundrels, villains, and knaves Drink up me hearties, yo ho", Lily sang, giggling to herself quietly.

"We're devils and black sheep, really bad eggs Drink up me hearties, yo ho Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me. "

"Is bad luck singin' 'bout pirates." Lily pushed herself from the railing she had been standing on and looked at the man who talked to her. She had been able to retire back to the main deck after seeing Malfoy return to his quarters. She had figured she would be almost alone at this hour of the evening, but Lily had not been able to sense the man that was now standing before her.

He had a big crooked nose and long black hair, but that was not the most attention seeking detail about the man. He had lost one leg and an eye, in addition to the scars on his face. In short, the man looked like he had been in a sword-fight against ten people, and lost. He was Lily's imagination come to life. The picture perfect idea of an old pirate.

"They sail these waters, all of em. You wouldn't want him comin' after us, now would ye?" Lily shook her head fast, even though she did not know who he spoke of.

"Alastor Moody, pleasure to meet your acquaintance, miss." The man took her hand and shook it firmly.

"Lily Evans.", Lily said, and pulled her hand back to her side. Alastor grinned slightly and asked her if she still held on to her old name.

"I am an Evans until I officially marry Malfoy." She stated stubbornly. Looking back to the ocean bathing in sun, she sighed.

"Not a happy arrangement I wager?" He placed his arms on the railing beside her.

"Not my arrangement.", Lily countered, without taking her eyes off the waves.

Alastor would have given a witty reply as always, had it not been for the fact that he was no longer focused on the miss. He saw a ship in the horizon.

It was not big enough for the normal eye to see, but his eye had been trained for a long time, so he saw it. The Marauder. Filled with the phoenix order; he guessed. The best fighters in the known world, and pirates without qualms of killing. Moody already hated the captain of Serpent's Head, and the crew were terrible fighters. The Marauder would win easily.

But, hey, it would be fun to look at, and Moody would have a front row seat.

"Should we call for the captain?" Lily watched the ship with a careful eye. 'She has good eyes.' Moody thought.

With enough of a warning, the Serpent's Head might be able to out run the Marauder. Moody glanced at Lily, and realized she didn't seem more in favor of Malfoy winning than Moody was.

"Rather not..." he answered after a while. Lily lifted an eyebrow, but didn't call  down to any of the crew.

"I've always been Cap'n of this ship.", Moody explained, "I won't give that title away to some city kid with money." Lily's eyes widened, but she nodded and Moody thanked some foreign sea goddess he wouldn't have to knock her out. He rather liked this girl.

"That title is supposed to be earned.", Lily agreed, and turned back to look at the ever closing ship.

"They have hoisted their colors. It's a pirate ship.", she stated, seemingly not concerned of the fact. Moody nodded.

"Good eye.", he muttered. Glancing down to see if anyone had noticed the threat except from them. A few minutes passed, and now the ship was a threatening shadow on the horizon. A few of the men had picked up on the fact, but they all saw Malfoy and decided not to do anything about it.

"I'll wager they will be able to reach us no matter what now, don't you?" Moody pulled out his telescope and measured the speed of the Marauder. Finally he nodded his yes to the woman beside her.

"I won't bet against you, miss.", he said, as he headed for the quarterdeck. "Better lock up safe and sound, Evans. This is looking to be one hell of a fight." Lily saluted the former Captain with two fingers, and laughed as she heard his commandos echo behind her retreating form.

"Constant vigilance, men! N' give me that bottle o' rum, I'm going to need it."

"Winky!" Lily shouted for her maid as she ran down the slippery hallway. She felt her heart pound in her ears like the boots on the deck above her. She heard shouting and stepped out of the way as five armed soldiers marched past her on their way to the battle. The Marauder had yet to reach them as Lily did not hear any canons, but she figured she did not have much time.

"Winky!", Lily shouted again, more desperate this time than the last.

"Miss?" Lily did not have time to correct her on using her name, she just took Winky's elbow and dragged her towards Timmy's cabin.

Timmy was one of the crew members she had gotten to know better. There were many members, and Lily was certain she had yet to talk to all of them, that was why she figured her plan would work.

"What are we doing here, Miss?", Winky asked, hesitating before stepping into the cabin. Timmy was about 16, he was the youngest worker and therefore had the clothes that would fit Lily the most. He wouldn't be mad if she borrowed some clothes of him, would he? Probably not.

"Lily, what a-are you doing?" Lily sighed, did Winky really not understand?

"Borrowing some clothes from Timmy. Take these on." Lily said, throwing some black breeches and a plain white shirt at Winky. Then she threw on some for herself and sat course for the weapon storage.

"Miss? Why are we doing this?" Winky asked as she tied a belt around her waist and tried to keep up with her Lady.

"Because I want to fight and because we do not want to be kidnapped by pirates." Winky's eyes got big as plates. Thankfully she understood the situation and nodded.

"Right," she muttered, and looked at the closed door in front of them, "armory." Lily tried to open the door, but it was firmly shut. "Damn it," she growled, and tried smashing her shoulder to the piece of wood. Lily found out she did not weigh nearly enough.

Winky shoved her away rather forcefully, and picked a few needles out of her up-do. Lily watched Winky work with a surprised look on her face, but didn't ask. She knew Winky's earlier occupations had been less than honorable.

When Winky opened the door, Lily grabbed the first two swords she saw. She threw one of them to Winky who caught it with ease. Lily stopped only for a millisecond to allow a fraction of a frown to form on her face. She knew that all the workers in her dad's house were trained for emergencies, but she did not know that they were this good.

The two girls nodded to each other and with an excited smile, Lily sprinted up on deck. Winky f on followed on her heals. Cannon shots could be heard over their heads just before they arrived at the scene. Lily felt the ship rock from the force and she could only separate a single shout from the mayhem.

"Board the ship!"

When Lily finally stepped outside, the first thing she layed eyes on were the dead bodies sprawled around. The nauseating sight made her want to puke. Was it really smart to fight grown men? Lily knew she was good, but out here it was life or death. If she lost, she would not get a new chance like she did when she trained with her dad.

Lily snapped back to the reality when Winky elbowed her in the side. Her eyes calmed Lily. She knew then, Winky would be by her side.

Lily for a second wondered what was wrong with her. She knew how to fight, and fear had never stopped her before. She straightened her back and charged into battle. She picked up the hat of one of the few fallen pirates and put it on her own head. Pushing it down to hide her face, she smirked and drew her sword; "Let's fight."