#teddy lupin x james potter

[sun-kissy]

hi baby!! for your christmas sleepover can i request the 🧸 with poly!marauders and prompt try to eat please!! thank you so much love bug!!

thank you for the request, my lilypad! hope you like your teddy bear, love you loads 🧸💛

muffin | poly!marauders

— “Try to eat.”

poly!marauders x reader

summary: you feel sick because you haven’t eaten in a bit. your boyfriends take perfect care of you.

tw: nausea, implied ed recovery, just a whole lot of hurt/comfort, our boys are angels fr <3

“Sweetheart,” Sirius coos worriedly as soon as he’s within sight, clearly tipsy as he stumbles towards you and Remus. James follows close behind, one hand on his boyfriend’s back and a pinch between his eyebrows.

You’re crouched on the cold floor of the bathroom, Remus right beside you with his hand on the small of your back. Everything looked like nothing but blurry dots, fading in and out of your vision. You can faintly make out the silhouette of one of your boyfriends flushing your sick down the toilet.

Mary and Lily were throwing a Christmas party at their new place. You and your boyfriends had been here for a couple of hours, Sirius going straight to the food table while James was immediately dragged away by a couple of old pals from the team back in school.

You could see Marlene beckoning to you across the room from the corner of your eye, but opted to stay next to Remus instead. It wasn’t that you didn’t want to spend time with your friends, you really did miss them. You just felt really, really sick. It had started as a quiet upheaval in your stomach on the way here, but then started to feel like a full-on tornado. It was as though someone was slamming a hammer against your temple, the metallic taste of bile quickly rising up your throat.

You knew you probably looked worse than you felt. Your hair clinged to the sweat on your forehead, breaths coming out in small, painful huffs. Even your makeup felt smudged, mascara mixing with the perspiration and further adding to the irritation on your skin. It was obvious that Remus had noticed. He asked you if you were okay a couple of times, and you waved him off. His instincts told him to stay right next to you. He was glad he did, because less than a half hour later, you had your hands pressed tightly over your mouth as you gagged, wide-eyed and panicked.

Now you were sat pathetically on the marble tiles of the bathroom, tear-streaked cheeks and burning throat. Sensing your need for space, Remus had resorted to rubbing his thumb over the curve of your ankle while you leaned against the wall opposite. He had quickly texted James about the situation, who gathered up Sirius, in all his inebriated glory, before rushing into the bathroom.

You feel a hand wrapping around the nape of your neck, some things cold and metallic, though not unpleasant, digging into your skin. Sirius’ rings. The same sensation hits you someplace on your hips as you’re steered into another person’s arms. Your back falls snug onto a hard wall of a chest, gentle arms wrapping around your waist.

“Baby? Can you hear me?” James’ voice is soft near the shell of your ear, hands loving where they rub the fat of your stomach. You blink a couple times, vision still hazy but clear enough to pick up on your surroundings. The buzzing in your ears seemed to quieten at your boyfriend’s murmured words.

Your voice comes out as a quiet croak. “Yeah.”

Remus’ hand stills on your ankle, knowing you’d feel overstimulated by the sensation of two people touching your skin in different places. It’s no matter, though, because Sirius is quick to take your hands in his and squeeze them. He looks dangerously close to tears from where he’s kneeling in front of you.

“Are you okay? Do you feel better?”

You clear your throat, trying to muster a weak smile for his sake. “I –”

“What happened? Why did you feel sick? Did you –”

“Siri,” Remus is quick to take initiative, wrapping his arm around Sirius’ shoulder and gently pulling his boyfriend against him. “Relax. She’s okay,” he murmurs, unclear whether he’s trying to reassure Sirius or himself.

The long-haired boy frowns, but doesn’t say much else. Satisfied, Remus turns his attention back to you, eyebrows bunching up concernedly. “Do you feel better, lovely?”

You nod, and it’s a little more convincing than the smile you just tried to flash them. You feel yourself sinking more and more into James’ embrace, the feeling of his thumbs on your stomach distracting you from the searing pain in your gut.

James and Remus share a look. “Dove,” Remus starts softly. You meet his gaze curiously. He reaches out to wipe the tears off of your cheeks, palm settling on the dip of your chin. “You haven’t been eating enough.”

You sigh exasperatedly, opening your mouth to brush it off like you always do. But you’re cut off by James, tone slightly harsh though his touch remains gentle. “He’s right, angel. You’ve been skipping meals these past few weeks.”

“Yeah, and… and when you do eat,” Sirius pipes up, eyes narrowing like it’s taking him tons of effort to form a coherent sentence. It probably was, given the alcohol in his system. “You barely touch your food. You nibble on it, like… like um, a mouse.”

“Guys,” you speak up, feeling their eyes trained on you. Your breathing starts to pick up speed, and you try to ignore the anxiety slushing around in the pit of your stomach. “I’m fine, okay? I eat enough, and I didn’t puke because of that —“

“That’s bullshit and you know it,” James murmurs from behind you. You expect a telling off, maybe even a fight — but there’s nothing but sadness and worry in his voice.

You swallow, feeling your eyes start to sting again. “I’m not doing it on purpose, I swear. I’m trying,” your voice turns shaky as you lock eyes with Remus. He softens, moving forward slightly to take one of your hands in both of his. “We know you are, sweet girl. It’s not your fault.”

“Yeah,” James adds quietly, dotting a kiss into your hair. “You were doing so well. You still are. Just let us help you, okay?”

You nod, and almost don’t notice Sirius clumsily pulling himself up and staggering out the bathroom. Remus frowns, turning around and calling out to him, only to receive silence in response. He sighs and turns back to you, continuing to thumb at your palm comfortingly.

The three of you sit in comfortable silence for a bit, the only sound being that of soft kisses as James presses his lips to different parts of your cheek. His hands move sideways from your stomach, coming to rest against the curve of your hips. He feels the empty space between your skin and jeans — jeans which fit you snugly just a month ago. He says nothing, but you feel the disappointment radiating off him and seeping into your skin.

That’s when Sirius bursts in through the door, causing all three of you to glance up startledly. He marches towards you with a hint of determination in his eyes, sitting back down in front of you. He takes one look at you, and everything hard about his expression melts into softness.

“Here,” he mumbles, holding a muffin out to you like a child would. “Try to eat.”

You don’t miss the hint of adoration in Remus’ gaze as he smiles at his boyfriend, then at you encouragingly. “Go on,” James says softly, hands resuming their movement on your stomach.

Letting out a shaky exhale, you reach forward and take the muffin with a quiet murmur of thanks. You swallow and stare at the muffin. It glares back with hostility.

Sirius starts to babble, like he always does when he doesn’t know what else to do. Only this time, he knew exactly what he was doing. He tells you about this weird girl at work who tried to flirt with him.

Between the animated storytelling, Remus’ soft smiles and James’ touches, you find yourself quietly biting into the muffin. You still didn’t feel like you deserved to eat. But you did feel safe. And you wanted to try, for them.

You even let out a laugh when Sirius mentioned the girl’s disgust at finding out about you guys, making him grin. It takes a while, but you finish the muffin. Your boyfriends tell you just how proud they are. You believe them.

san’s christmas sleepover

[messervixen]

At his core Remus is just that one teacher who “has a wife and kids”

[leavemeqlone]

Sirius: so as I was saying-

Remus: it’s too quiet in here..

James: weird

Teddy and Harry run down the stairs giggling.

James: what did you do?

Regulus from upstairs: EDWARD REMUS JOHN LYALL LUPIN AND HARRY JAMES FLEAMONT BLACK-POTTER!

Sirius: uh oh

James: What did you do?!

[outromoony]

Happy Father's Day to James Potter and Remus Lupin. You would have been the greatest fathers.

[lupinsversion]

𝐑𝐞𝐦𝐮𝐬 𝐋𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐧 - 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐒𝐨𝐧

• summary: when reader and remus’ son gets ill at school.

• a/n: i really wanted to write something including teddy, but tonks is not his mother in this, it would be you my darling

• contains: father-son duo

• word count: 911

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It was a Monday morning, a day that every student dreaded. It was another Monday that meant the school week was in full swing and a whole seven days of classes stretched into the future. For Professor Lupin, it was just another day where he’d go to class, check in with Teddy, and then continue working on the assignments for the class he instructed.

However, Teddy had other priorities. He’d woken up feeling sick. Not sick enough to skip class - he’d never even think of that - but sick enough that he looked it. Pale, sweating, overall just looking worse for wear as he struggled into class.

It hadn’t taken Remus long to spot the clear state that his son was in. The moment that Teddy had stepped into the class, the man’s gaze had snapped up from the stack of papers on his desk and he’d frowned. Teddy didn’t get sick very often, which meant that if he was, he probably felt pretty terrible.

As class went on, he would occasionally glance at his son, finding that Teddy looked worse and worse by the minute. And he had a feeling he knew exactly why; the boy had gone out in the rain last night.

But as class came to an end, Remus rose to his feet, his gaze flickering back to Teddy again. The kid looked downright miserable, the only thing keeping him upright seeming to be sheer stubbornness.

When the rest of the class began filtering out, Remus stepped up to Teddy’s desk, placing a gentle hand on his son’s shoulder. “You okay, Teddy?” The question was said quietly, a hint of concern laced in his tone.

Teddy looked up at his father groggily, offering him a weak smile. “Yeah, I’m fine. Just a little tired.” He didn’t want to admit that he was sick, not wanting his father to worry about him.

Remus wasn’t convinced, his gaze flickering over the boy as he took in just how rough he looked. “Uh huh,” he said skeptically, his hand moving up to press against Teddy’s forehead.

Teddy couldn’t help a shiver that shot through him, both a result of the coldness of his father’s hand and the burning fever that was clearly making itself apparent.

Remus’ frown deepened as his hand met Teddy’s skin. He was definitely warm; far too warm to be healthy. Taking a step closer, he crouched down so he was level with Teddy, his hand gently taking a hold of his chin and tilting his son’s face towards him.

Despite trying to force himself to keep a neutral expression, Teddy couldn’t hide the exhaustion that was written across his face. Remus noticed it immediately, his eyes narrowing in his assessment of his son’s health.

Seeing just how exhausted his son appeared, Remus couldn’t help but shake his head a little. Teddy was, if anything, too much like his mother. Stubborn enough to try and deny that he was sick even when it was painfully obvious.

“You, my boy, are not fine,” Remus spoke, a hint of sternness in his voice. “You’re burning up and look like you’re ready to fall over.”

Teddy frowned, not keen on being fussed over, especially by his father. “I’m fine, honestly. Really, I’m alright.” He insisted, his cheeks starting to get pink from the fever and the pressure of his father’s intense gaze.

Remus simply raised an eyebrow at his son’s words. He knew how stubborn Teddy could be, especially when it came to hiding any sort of weakness. “Uh huh, sure you are.” He said, his hand resting reassuringly on Teddy’s shoulder. “Then you won’t mind going to the hospital wing to let Madam Pomfrey take a look at you, will you?”

Teddy’s eyes widened, knowing that going to see Madam Pomfrey would end in him being pulled out of classes. He opened his mouth to protest but was interrupted by a sudden attack of coughing, his body shaking with the force of it.

Remus watched as his son’s protests were interrupted by violent coughs, the action causing Teddy to hunch forward as it wracked through him. He rubbed his hand reassuringly against the boy’s back, a frown on his face as he did so.

Once Teddy had caught his breath after the coughing fit, his father stood up and moved to stand next to him. “Come on," he instructed, his hand resting on Teddy’s shoulder. “You’re coming with me to the hospital wing.”

Teddy groaned, slumping forward and resting his head on the desk. “But-” He started to protest but was quickly cut off by his father’s stern glare. With a defeated sigh, he lifted his head, a pout on his face.

“No buts.” He said firmly. “Come on, up you get.” He reached out, gently tugging at his son’s arm in order to coax the complaining boy to his feet.

Teddy grudgingly stood up, leaning a little heavily against his father as the world spun around him. Taking a careful step forward, his legs felt weak beneath him, a testament to just how ill he felt. Remus instantly wrapped an arm around his waist, holding the boy up.

“Steady there.” He said, his voice laced with concern. He didn’t like seeing his son like this, so obviously suffering from whatever illness he had. “Lean on me,” Remus instructed, taking a step forward and pulling Teddy along with him out of the room and towards the hospital wing.

© lupinsversion 2024

[hogwartsthenextgeneration]

Sometimes I forget that these kids would literally be famous. Like tabloid stories written about them every week and being stalked by the paparazzi famous.

I now imagine them all gathering round the lake every week to read about the new and exciting things they’re up to.

Rose: “Oh wow Dom you have been seen getting steamy with 4 whole boys this week”

Dom: “Oh my god I’m such a little slut please don’t tell my girlfriend!”

James: “Well Vic has threatened the life of several students who called her a bitch”

Vic: “It was one student and they didn’t just call me a bitch. Anyway you have been caught getting drunk in Hogsmede again”

James: “oh my god I was barely tipsy!!”

Roxanne: “this one’s hilarious, Albus Potter has been seen sneaking into broom cupboards with a certain blonde slytherin on numerous occasions”

Hugo: “HAHA that’s ridiculous”

Fred: “Albus and Scorpius imagine oh my god”

Molly: “they’re obsessed with a potter and a malfoy dating they just won’t accept it’ll never happen”

Albus: “haha yeah that’s insane literally crazy who would ever even think that…”

Everyone: “wait…”

[hereforagoodtimenotalongone]

i need to write a fic where albus and scorpius start dating but albus hasn’t told his family yet and they end up spending some of summer together and james proposes a scheme to do together because he feels guilty about not being a better brother to albus.

and james, being slightly oblivious, thinks albus sees scorpius as a brother and out of guilt and his desire to prove that he really does care about his little brother he keeps pushing to spend more time with him but it just comes across like he doesn’t like scorpius.

and albus, thinking that james hates scorpius, is super nervous to tell his family about them dating because he thinks james will be mad.

rose and lily know exactly what’s going on on both sides but neither with intervene because; rose doesn’t think it’s right to meddle in their relationships and thinks they should sort it out and; lily sees this as an opportunity to cause chaos.

hugo’s vaguely aware of what’s going on but is mostly interested in helping lily cause problems.

teddy is the only one who knows about albus and scorpius dating and james’ fears from the people themselves and is the person they defer to for advice. unfortunately for them, teddy has decided to play the role of “older sibling that encourages your worse impulses”

harry: the children are getting along really well actually :)

teddy, staring out the window at the children recreating lord of the flies in real time: yeah they’re getting along so well :)

[fangssss2006]

Chat I keep thinking about Harry Potter next Gen and I just want that fandom to be as good as the marauders please can we build it 😭🙏🙏🙏

I WILL start building it myself I already have headcannons

[lulublack90]

Prompt 17 - Dust

@jegulus-microfic June 17, Word count 585

Previous part First part

James thrust the giant lion teddy into Regulus’s hands. He’d won it at the basketball stall. He beamed happily at Regulus’s stunned face. Remus had a matching look as he stared down at the giant wolf teddy Sirius had pressed into his hands. 

“Thanks,” Regulus finally smiled after he’d collected himself. 

“Thanks,” Remus echoed Regulus. Sirius grinned broadly and tossed James the keys to his car. 

“You know where you’re going,” He said before dragging Remus into the backseat. 

“Ugh,” Regulus groaned. “They’re going to be gross,” James chuckled and led Regulus over to his side of the car. 

“They can’t reach the radio from back there, and I’ve heard that screaming chimps are supposed to be excellent for a driver’s concentration.” His stomach flipped when he saw the devilish look firmly plant itself on his boyfriend’s face. 

“How about something for the ride,” He heard Regulus say cheerily as he walked to the driver’s side of the car. 

James was glad his house was only ten minutes down the road and that the roads were mostly clear because the screaming chimps coming over the speakers and the equally loud screaming chimp in the back seat, cleverly disguised as a man with long black hair, were not good for a driver's concentration. He pulled into the gravelled driveway and crunched his way up to the house, relief flooding over him. 

“Damn, Potter, are you loaded or something?” Remus asked, pushing Sirius back from between the front seats where he’d been trying to reach the radio, fighting against Regulus for the last ten minutes. James felt his neck flush with embarrassment. 

“It’s my parent’s house, but yeah, the family is pretty wealthy. My dad invented the Harmony Hair Range.”

“NO WAY!!!” Sirius shoved Remus aside and yipped excitedly into James’s ear. “That’s what I use!”

“Wow,” Was all Regulus said, as he looked at the outside of the house again. He desperately needed to get them off the subject.   

“Come on, let’s get inside or Mum’s going to come out and drag us in by our hair,” He watched as Sirius automatically gripped his curly hair as though she was already heading towards them. 

He opened the front door and breathed in the smell of his childhood home. He loved this house. It might look immaculate to the untrained eye. Everything was tidy and not a speck of dust to be seen. But James could easily pick out the notch in the door frame where he’d crashed his brand-new bike when he was five. The glass pane on the left that was slightly different to the others where he’d tried to kick his shoe off and sent it sailing through the window, the discolouration in one spot on the ceiling where he’d decided it would be a good idea to test out the coke/mentos theory. It worked, and he’d been grounded for a month.

“Darlings, you're just in time,” Effie called to them as she entered the living room and enveloped each of them in a hug before ushering them into the dining room. James turned and pecked a kiss on her cheek before she could disappear to the kitchen to bring everything through. 

“Do you want a hand, Mum?” He asked quietly. 

“No, sweetheart, you go sit down, I won’t be a moment,” She replied, pushing him gently towards where Regulus was standing awkwardly. “Besides, I think he needs your help more than I do,” She said chuckling before twilling around into the kitchen.   

Next part

[iamademigodandwizard]

Imagine the Potters playing pass the phone (some based on head cannons)

Albus Severus: I'm passing the phone to someone who named me after his dead mothers ex best friend

Harry: I’m passing the phone to someone who wrote me a poem when they were in first year

Ginny: I’m passing the phone to someone who is all of the marauders in one

James Sirius: I’m passing the phone to someone who is half werewolf but full swearwolf

Teddy: Im passing the phone to someone who’s only named after one dead person

Lily Luna: I’m passing the phone to someone who is friends with the son of our fathers biggest childhood enemy

Albus Severus: *Cuts recording*

*When Harry dies, if he ever does*

Harry: I’m passing the phone to someone who really should’ve had their wand on Halloween

James: -_-

Also James: I’m passing the phone to someone who also should’ve had their wand on Halloween

Lily: I’m keeping the phone

[sun-kissy]

san’s christmas sleepover! ⋆⁺₊❅⋆ ⁺₊❆⋆ [closed]

welcome to my christmas sleepover! ❄️☃️🎀

i wanted to throw a little celebration, and christmas seemed like the perfect time <3 thank you so much to everyone who’s made this app such a wonderful place to be in and shown me love and support along the way! i’m so grateful for all of you, and love you endlessly 🤍 i hope you enjoy :)

pick a character(s) from the list below

❅ james potter

❅ sirius black

❅ remus lupin

❅ poly!wolfstar

❅ poly!marauders

pick a christmas gift, from me to you <3

🧣scarf — send me a character + a cold prompt, gentle love prompt, or cuddling for warmth prompt, and i'll write a drabble

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🍪 cookies — send me a character + a scenario/trope/etc and i'll send you some headcanons

💐 bouquet — send me a character + a scenario/trope/etc, and i'll make a moodboard or a short playlist (your choice!)

💌 love letter — tell me about yourself (likes/dislikes, favourite book/movie, personality, favourite winter activity) and I'll match you up with any character from the marauders era

guidelines

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[gayeilgeoir]

Kid- @taylorswiftmicrofic prompt December 21 (trigger warning, parent death and just really quite sad”

“You’re alright kid, it’s only a small cut” Fleamont says to James, putting a Spider-Man player on his knee after he fell off his bike at 9

“You look handsome kid” Fleamont says to James, when he’s 10 and dressed up for his first fancy dinner with his parents

“Good luck kid” Fleamont says to James, watching him board the hogwarts express at 11

“I’m proud of you kid” Fleamont says to James, when he makes the quidditch team at 12

“Just give her time eh kid?” Fleamont says to James at 13, when he confides in him about his crush on lily

“They’re going to be fine kid” Fleamont says to James at 14, after james starts having panic attacks about if his friends are gonna die after the first attacks begin on muggleborns

“You’ve done so well kid” Fleamont says to James, finding him crying in his room after Sirius arrives at their doorstep at 15

“Nice job kid!” Fleamont says to James when he brings home his owl results at 16

“Are you sure kid?” Fleamont says to James at 17 when he’s joining the order

“You look handsome kid” Fleamont says to James at 18 on his wedding day, walking him down the isle

“Be strong kid” Fleamont says to James at 19, when he’s trying to help a pregnant Lily and his sick mother

“I love you kid” Fleamont says to James at 20, when he’s clutching James’s hand on his death bed, having succumbed to dragon pox

“I love you kid” James says to Harry at 21, when he’s rushing down the stairs to lay his life down for his wife and son

“I love you kid” Harry says to Teddy when he leaves for the Battle of Hogwarts, at 17 knowing he has to lay down his life

[raven-dor]

HARRY POTTER NEXT GEN MASTERLIST

updated: 12/24/24

requests closed!!

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james sirius potter

right where you left me pt.1 // pt.2 // pt.3

meddle about

you give me butterflies

albus severus potter

i'll look after you

tis the season, i guess

fred weasley ii

so it goes

close to you

hugo weasley

louis weasley

teddy lupin

scorpius malfoy

let me back in... coming soon 12/29

lorcan scamander

lysander scamander

[souptastical]

getting into next gen™️ like it's 2011 all over again whattuppp 👏🏼

[bunny-1111]

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Dark Marks and Forbidden Hearts

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Dark Marks and forbidden hearts - Briar, Theodore, Draco, Matteo, Lorenzo, Pansy, and Blaise—are thrust into the perilous world of dark magic when the Dark Lord recruits them in the summer of 1996. With the weight of their families' expectations and the threat of war looming, they must navigate the thin line between loyalty and resistance. As they face an impossible task, the group must decide whether to succumb to the allure of power or fight for their souls before the darkness consumes them.

[hogwartsthenextgeneration]

James Sirius Potter Facts

• He loved quidditch. Like really loved it. Knew he was expected to be a seeker like his dad but being a chaser like his mum is way more fun.

• He thought he was only popular because of his family but people actually really liked him for who he was.

• Has a lot of muggle born friends because at least when he started school they had no idea who he was.

• ADHD.

• Struggles to open up to people, even the ones he’s closest to. Only started opening up more when he was diagnosed with cyclothemia.

• Even though Fred is his best friend he is probably closest to Teddy or Dom.

• He was kidnapped for 5 days when he was 9 by some remaining death eaters. He tells everyone he doesn’t remember anything but he does.

• Didn’t actually care that Albus was in Slytherin and was first to stand up and applaud after his sorting.

• He wasn’t actually that good at school. He struggles a lot with the theory side of things but he was one of the best duellers at Hogwarts so people didn’t really notice.