#teddy lupin imagine

[aacciorriptide-writes]

dating Teddy Lupin would include...

summary: a few ideas on how i think Teddy would act as a boyfriend a/n: i'm rewriting a bunch of old headcanon lists from my wattpad - find the full list here content warnings: n/a next gen masterlist

Neck/jaw kisses

Nose kisses

VEEERRRRRRRRRRY soft kisses

Stealing A L L of his jumpers.

Him calling you love/my love/baby ajadarfxreafgezvb

Neck/jaw kisses.

Him making a complete fool of himself whenever you're around.

Always sitting at the hufflepuff table

Cheering on hufflepuff in quidditch matches even tho you're not a hufflepuff.

Neck kisses.

Him always having his hair your favourite colour.

TEDDY BLUSHES EASY.

He always blushes.

When kissing. Touching hands. Just being around other people in general.

B.L.U.S.H.I.N.G.

Him making lots of jokes.

Teddy being the only one able to cheer you up.

Neck kisses

Him freaking out over the littlest things.

Harry and Ginny love you.

Always getting teased by his siblings (JAMES, ALBUS AND LILY ARE HIS SIBLINGS, FIGHT ME)

DID I MENTION NECK KISSES?!

Just - Teddy being sweet and adorable and perfect

[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

[padfootastic]

Hear me out:

Sirius Black 🤝 Harry Potter

Being their godson's scary dog privilege and are completely unashamed about it

oh man oh man i am SO obsessed with this!!!!

sirius, being the literal grim and harry, being Harry fkn Potter (man who vanquished, boy who conquered etc etc etc)

and just. little baby godsons being given all sorts of liberties that others won’t even dare ask for. ugh. love this sm.

i had a ficlet somewhere about baby harry being the only one allowed to call his godfather siri bc he hated the name but there isn’t a thing he’d deny his godfather. and i can see helicopter parent harry never letting teddy out of his sight, even having to defend his choices to well meaning friends and family.

[itsriotmotherfuckers]

Sirius Black’s dad-lore would go crazy. He’s like: “oh I just remembered that time I became an animagus when I was 15 to hang out with your other dad on full moons” and his kid is like “bestie what.” or he says “oh yeah I broke out of Azkaban to kill my ex-best friend who framed me for murder” and the kid just stares at him like “you fucking what now???”

[bunny-1111]

Theodore Nott Fanfic - navigation <3

Dark Marks and Forbidden Hearts

Wattpad:

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Ao3:

DMFH

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.

[teacup-gathering-itself]

Harry raising Teddy is all perfect until you realize they are all that is left of the Marauder’s.

They’re the orphan sons of the Marauders.

They were supposed to be raised in houses overflowing with love and mischief, yet here they are, war orphans with seemingly impossible legacies to follow and live up to.

They are unique in that they are alone without the other.

[cursedwithwords]

James: Lyall, why is there a huge pair of rusty iron scissors on the dresser in Teddy’s room?

Lyall: Don't close those.

James: Yeah they're rusted to hell I don't think I could if I tried. What are they for?

Lyall: Ward off the faeries so they don't kidnap my grandson.

James:

James: That’s valid.

[emmie-tt]

hello writer,

hope you're having a good day, can I request you a Harry Potter X reader post war where they both are raising ted together as friends but then Harry falls for the reader and reader doesn't know it.

Just Friends...

Description: Raising a child with your best friend is all fun and games until feelings start forming

WARNINGS: death, yelling

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Y/N POV

This was not supposed to be happening..I look down at the people I called my parents for the past year as they lay dead on the ground. I look at Harry, my best friends, as his arms wrap around me. I hug him back as we cry together.

After a few minutes I remember something- more like someone. I pull back and look at Harry with wide eyes. "harry...teddy.."

His eyes widen as he stares back at me, after a minute of what looks to be a staring contest he grabs my hand and takes off running out of the great hall straight to where Ted was staying with one of Tonks friends house.

As we arrived I look at him and take a deep breath "what- who's gonna care for him? I mean- they didn't have any family did they?"

Harry shakes his head then looks at me "no...but they had us, they cared for us so the least we could do is care for their son."

My eyes widen at what he was saying. He noticed and sighed before continuing "y-you dont have to...I didn't mean to throw that on you.."

I shake my head "no- no I want to help...just didn't expect you to say that"

He chuckles softly and grabs my hand "we've got this...let's go get him.."

I nod and start walking into the house, we explain the situation then pick up baby Teddy...

Tears fill my eyes as I stare down at the small baby in my arms..the baby that didn't even get a chance to know his parents, the baby that was born into a world full of hate...

Harry gently wrapped his arms around me and Teddy attempting to comfort me

My body leans back against him as I attempt to keep my tears from falling, Teddy slowly stirs in my arms and looks up at me. A small smile takes over my face and Harry slowly leads me outside after grabbing Teddy's bags.

After a few hours we make it to the burrow. When we walk in all eyes land on us, Molly makes her way over to us and wraps her arms around us in a warm hug.

After a minute she pulls back and Ginny walks over and gently takes Teddy from my arms, after she walks away to take him to bed I turn around to face Harry as my arms wrap around his body.

We stand in the burrow kitchen hugging, crying and comforting each other for the next few hours before we finally head to bed deciding to sleep together since neither of us wanted to be alone.

-6 months later-

Y/N POV

It's been a long 6 months, Teddy has officially started crawling. Me and Harry made the decision to buy a small house together so we weren't staying at the burrow anymore.

Since living with Harry I've slowly started falling for him...how could I not? Watching him with Teddy makes my heart explode with happiness.

A few weeks ago Teddy started calling Harry Dada..We knew it would happen but it still surprised us to say the least. It made me realize that we aren't just Teddy's older siblings that have to care for him...were his parents...at least the closest thing to them now...

As I stand at the kitchen in the window lost in thought I feel a small hand touch my leg causing me to jump, then I hear a laugh coming from the kitchen doorway.

I look down and see Teddy sitting next to my leg staring up at me with his adorable smile..I pick him up and hold him close, my smile grows as he nuzzles his face into my neck

-HARRY'S POV-

I wake up to a small cry, I reach over and grab my glasses and put them on before turning to see if y/n was still asleep, I had came into her room last night after another nightmare.

I frown slightly when I see the bed is empty. My gaze snaps over to the crib in the corner of the room that has a whining baby in it. I get up and walk over to him and pick him up.

As we make our way out of the room and downstairs to make him his morning bottle I see y/n in the kitchen zoned out. I stand and admire her for a moment before snapping out of it.

I smile and set Teddy down when he starts squirming, he crawls his way over to her and grabs onto her leg causing her to jump. A laugh escapes my lips as she looks down at him before picking him up. I continue watching them as Teddy snuggles closer to her, watching her with Teddy is my favorite thing...She's so gorgou- wait. no she's my best friend...

A small sigh leaves my lips as I shake my head to try and get rid of the thoughts

Y/N POV

I turn around to face Harry only to find him leaning against the doorway with only his sleep pants on..

I look away from him to hide my blush, he makes his way towards us and kisses my forehead softly whispering a "good morning..."

I nod and say a small good morning back before busying myself with making Teddy his morning bottle, after it's made I take him into the living room and lay him down in his bouncer seat (were gonna say they have those things-) and give him his bottle before heading back to the kitchen

When I get there the kitchen is empty so I start with the dishes from last night before making some breakfast. As I flip the pancakes I feel arms wrap around my waist causing a gasp to fall from my lips.

I turn around and look at Harry who has a smirk on his lips, I gently smack his chest "you scared me!"

He laughs "your very jumpy this morning, everything okay?"

I nod and turn back around "just...another nightmare last night is all" I finish the food and set it onto plates before moving myself out of his arms and handing him his plate

He nods and rests his head on my back before huffing in annoyance when I move away. He takes the plate while looking at me with a playful glare. A giggle erupts from me as I kiss his cheek and walk off to the living room, I sit on the couch and start eating.

-HARRY'S POV-

After y/n took Teddy to the living room to give him his bottle I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth. After I finish with that I walk back to the kitchen to find her finishing up the dishes, a smile forms on my face.

I know I shouldn't be feeling like this, she probably doesn't feel the same way but...the heart wants what the heart wants right?

After a few minutes of just admiring her I walk over as finishes up breakfast and wrap my arms around her waist, she jumps again causing me to laugh softly.

She turns around in my arms and I stare down at her pretty face laughing harder when she gently smacks my chest and says "you scared me!"

"your very jumpy this morning, everything okay?'

She nods and turns back around which allows me to rest my head on her back and hold her close, a frown overtakes my face when she says "just...another nightmare last night is all"

An annoyed huff leaves my lips when she moves out of my arms. When she hands me my plate I playfully glare at her causing adorable giggles to leave her pretty lips.

I watch as she walks out of the kitchen and into the living room, she takes a seat on the couch so I walk in and sit down next to her and start eating.

-TIME SKIP 9 HOURS-

Y/N POV

As I finish getting Teddy ready for dinner, just into some comfier clothes. I sigh and head back to the kitchen somewhat glad when I find it empty.

Harry has been extremely touchy all day..It's driving me crazy. Also making it very hard to ignore my feelings for him. I set Teddy in his highchair and start getting stuff out for dinner when Harry comes inside.

He walks into the kitchen and over to Teddy kissing his forehead and nodding along to the small babbled that Teddy says. I watch them for a minute but quickly look away when he looks over at me.

As I finish dinner I make me and Harry's plates before giving Teddy things he can eat.

We sit down at the table and start eating. A very thick tension settles over us only letting up when we focus on the small boy who is making a mess..again

After we finish dinner Harry takes Teddy to give him a bath, I stay downstairs and clean up everything from dinner. Just as i'm about to finish up cleaning I hear someone clear their throat.

My head turns and I see Harry standing the doorway. He makes his way over to me and leans against the counter "you okay?"

I nod and go back to washing the dishes only to have my arm grabbed, my head snapped up to look at him "your not- what's wrong? did i do something?"

I sigh and set the plate down that I was washing "nothing is wrong. i'm fine."

He scoffs and pulls me close to him "right. you done lying to me yet?"

I groan and and push myself away from him. "this! this is what's wrong!"

He stares at me confused "what are you talking about?"

I sigh and motion back and forth between us "this. you. you and your touchiness! i-it's driving me insane! i'm trying so hard to not fall for you- well to ignore the feelings I have for you but you make it so hard! with the constant touching and helping and being an amazing dad! a-and the no shirts, and the sleeping in my bed! i'm in love with you but i'm trying to not be but your making it so damn har-"

He cuts me off with a kiss, a very passionate yet sloppy kiss. I gasp softly and kiss back while wrapping my arms around his neck as I deepen it slightly only to be interrupted by a small voice "Dada! Dada!"

We pull back and look over at Teddy who's crawling his way over to us with a smile. Harry smiles and leans down and picks him up before looking at me with a smile "you are supposed to be in bed little man"

I smile and kiss his cheek when Teddy laughs " awe did Dada try and put you to bed hm?" I take him from Harry's arms and hold him closely.

Harry smiles and kisses my forehead and chuckles "let's get you both to bed hm?"

I nod and start walking towards my room with Harry behind me following us. I set Teddy down in his crib and give him his pacifier.

We both stand and watch over Teddy as he falls asleep. Once he falls asleep I turn and look at Harry who's already looking at me. I smile as he leans in and kisses me softly.

We make our way to my bed and lay down facing each other. As we stare at each other I finally speak up "what does this mean..?"

He smiles and cups my face gently "I'm hoping you'll be my girl.."

I smile and nod kissing him again. He kisses back and pulls me close to him. After awhile we finally settle down and rest my head against his chest and relax.

He holds me close while rubbing my back gently. "goodnight my love.."

I smile cuddling close to him "goodnight..."

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@notthewaythatiloveyou

I love this so much!! I'm so sorry it took so dang long o write but I hop you like it!!

[elliebyrrdwrites]

The Heist pt. 5

You can Read the series from the start here.

The Museum

“So, you’re kind of like my cousin.” The young, blue haired wizard said to Draco as they both gazed up at the building across the street.

The corner of Draco’s mouth pulled tight as he jiggled the box of malted chocolate balls he had picked up from the corner store on his way over. He estimated he had about 10 left in the box.

“It would appear so.” He lifted the box to his mouth.

“It’s you, isn’t it?” Teddy Lupin asked and Draco merely slid a glance sidelong to the kid before refocusing his gaze on the museum entrance. He was waiting for Granger to arrive next. Theo and Potter arrived first, followed by Seamus. Teddy was set to enter with Draco, so that he was specifically instructed on what to look for. What to swipe.

Teddy continued, “My grandmother told me about the anonymous person who sends her a monthly check. It’s quite generous, of course, but the donor had written to her with the first check that it was meant to be spent on me and my school supplies, clothes...things like that.”

Draco shifted uncomfortably as the young man continued to look at him. “Your hair is blue.” He threw a chocolate ball into his mouth and said around his bite, “You’re going to draw attention.”

From Draco’s peripheral, he briefly caught the shift of bright, cobalt blue morph into an inconspicuous mousy brown.

“So, why didn’t you ever just come and visit me and grams?”

“Grams?” Draco frowned and shook his head just as a disguised Granger emerged, from a crowd of college students. She was dressed in a posh little black dress with the same big round sunglasses but instead of her usual glossy brown waves floating behind her, she had transfigured her hair to a sleek, straight black. While she drew attention from the male students she passed, Draco found he much preferred the brilliant brown that was almost golden in the light of the sun.

“Time to go.” Draco pushed off the wall, tossed the remainder of the chocolates into his mouth before crushing the box and tossing it into the trash bin nearby.

Teddy followed behind, his hands stuffed into the pockets of his coat. While summer had finally approached the city, it had not yet reached the peek of heat, or else Draco was certain the young man would have looked utterly out of place.

Draco pushed the openings of his black coat back as he slid his hands casually into his pants pockets. Having refused to transfigure his hair for casing, he opted to throw a baseball cap over his blond hair and shadow his very distinct grey eyes.

They slipped, seamlessly into a crowd of people entering the museum, as part of a tour.

“Count the guards and find the most vulnerable one.”

Teddy nodded Draco had to admit, he was impressed by the relaxed nature of the young man as he browsed the museum. While Teddy kept tabs on security, Draco spent his time murmuring a spell as the tip of his wand poked from the arm of his coat.

This bit of magic was one he had developed after going to great lengths to find the blueprints of every place he robbed. It gave him the ability to scan the room and later display it in a three dimensional image that could then be burned onto parchment, giving them the most detailed and accurate blueprint to work off of.

Theo and Potter were posing as a couple that enjoyed day trips to the museum and Seamus was looking for the main security room, in order to better access the camera’s footage.

Granger’s job was to work out the kind of wards the museum had in place and how many before figuring out the wards individually placed around the exhibit with The Wand, itself.

Which is where he found her when he finally made it into the room with the Tuniit exhibit.

When they found themselves standing beside one another in front of the ivory Wand, Granger took a break from her murmuring to toss a look at him.

“This is full of advanced wards.”

Draco hummed in ascent. “What are we looking at?”

“Most of it, I can do in under five minutes.”

“But?”

“But there’s this one in particular,” She sighed and crossed her arms, her wand sliding into the arm of her coat. “It’s blood magic.” She hissed as Draco continued to murmur his spell and his wand continued to subtly flick around the room.

Draco’s wand nearly loosened in his grip.

“Are you sure?” He asked through tight lips.

“Yes.” She whispered back, pressing closer as she leaned over the plaque, pretending to read the script. “We need to find out whose blood set this ward.”

Draco smelled tangerine and honey as she pulled away, casting a small gust of air into his nostrils. Temporarily thankful that transfiguration had no power of scents, Draco frowned down at The Wand.

“We can figure it out.” He assured her, though despite the conviction in his voice, his mind raced with who all of the possible wizards might have been involved with the placement of this piece within the museum.

She chanced a glance up into his shadowed eyes and swallowed. “I hope so.” She whispered as she passed him.

Draco angled his body so that he could watch her go. The sway of her hips as she moved at a leisurely pace, the way the coat hugged against her body, tied and buttoned in the front. Draco found himself enthralled in the way she moved, the lingering scent of her hair causing his mouth to water.

He’d decided that he was in the mood for a fruit salad as he moved into the next room, where Teddy Lupin had just left with a simple nod of his head as they passed. Confirmation that his job was done or was indeed going smoothly.

Just as Draco finished the blueprinting of the next and final room of the museum, a soft voice carried over the exhibits and dug into his ears.

It was a voice he knew well. Ducking behind a large totem pole on display in the middle of the museum, Draco peeked around to find Astoria Greengrass was walking through the museum, dressed in feminine, muggle business attire. Her raven hair was pinned into a bun atop, and her pale face was pinched in thought as she discussed something with the museum curator. The curator, Draco had researched, was an gentlemen by the name of Warren Locksley. His salt and pepper hair was wiry and thin, a contrast to the heavy beard around his mouth.

Astoria passed the Totem Pole and Draco quickly sank back against the exhibit as he listened to their murmured talk fade away.

“Who are you hiding from?” Harry Potter startled Draco, causing him to frown deeply at the man before pushing away from the exhibit.

“Who did you see?” Harry’s eyebrow lifted when Draco shook his head and glanced around the museum, careful not to run into any other possible member of the Greengrass family.

It was during this moment, however, that Draco recalled something about The Greengrass’. His frown drifted into a smirk as he tilted his head to take in the Famous Harry Potter.

“What do you know of the Greengrass family, Potter?”

Harry’s hands stuffed themselves into his pockets as he shrugged. “Not much. They made a rather generous donation towards the rebuilding of Hogwarts after the war. I also remember the youngest one sending me a letter once, thanking me for my bravery and...wait a minute.” He stopped and eyed Draco, suddenly recalling some vital information. “Weren’t you engaged to one of them after the war?”

Draco’s smirk fell. “That’s not the point,” He nodded his head towards the exit and started walking.

Harry fell into stop just behind Draco, careful to keep enough distance.

“Astoria Greengrass took over the family image and convinced her family to bridge the gap between Muggles and Wizards. She may be the sole purpose of things evolving the way they have been. But her father found that the bridge between our world and theirs was really quite lucrative.”

“Okay.”

The men stepped into a courtyard and Harry immediately pulled out a mobile phone and began to swipe his thumb over the screen.

“What does that have to do with any of this?” He paused and looked up at Draco, squinting through the glare of the sun. “Wait, is that who you were hiding from? Astoria Greengrass?”

Draco nodded and glanced around the courtyard. “When we were together, she pushed me to get in touch with you over and over.”

Harry chuckled.

“Point is,” Draco narrowed his eyes on a group of people passing by. “I think it’s time you and she arranged a meeting.”

“Okay...”

“I’m thinking you should set up a couple of meetings. We’ll have to get in there fast. And we’ll have to ensure you’ve set one up for, lets say...” Draco eyed a bench that had just been emptied of its occupants. “Four days from now?”

“But that’s the day of —” Harry paused, catching on, as he looked up from his mobile. “Oh.” The device in his hand buzzed and Harry grimaced as he looked down at the screen. “I have to stop by the house. Ginny won’t stop texting me. Meet you back at your place.” Harry slipped the mobile into his pocket as the men parted ways.

Draco settled himself on to the bench, and absorbed the warmth of the sun. He tilted his head back and inhaled slowly as he basked.

“Where’s Potter?” Theo’s voice whispered.

Draco’s eyes adjusted to the light unshielded against his closed lids and found Theo sitting on the opposite end of the bench.

“Had to go see the misses. What do you think?”

Theo scoffed and crossed his ankles as he leaned back to enjoy some of the summer sun on his skin. “Piece of cake. Where’s Granger?”

Draco shrugged, despite the fact that Theo’s eyes were closed as he sunbathed. “I last saw her checking the wards on The Wand.”

“Hmm.” Theo hummed in response. “Didn’t I tell you she was a whizz?”

Draco stared at his best friend. “You did. She’s quite lovely.”

Theo turned his head and peered through his squinting eyes. “Easy there, Draco.”

Trying his best to look affronted, Draco shrugged. “Is she not lovely? What’s the matter with calling her lovely? I’d call you lovely if asked to describe you.”

Theo grunted and closed his eyes.

Frowning, Draco leaned into the bench and closed his eyes. The warmth of the sun tended to lull him into a state of stasis if left out too long. The allure of sleep was quickly hurtling toward him when he caught the scent of sweet citrus.

“Boys,” She crooned and Draco felt her hips brush against his.

He opened his eyes and found Theo smiling down at her.

“Reminds me of Amsterdam,” Theo said and Draco grinned at the sudden rush of blood that filled her cheeks.

“Why do you keep brining up Amsterdam. This is nothing like Amsterdam.” She hissed and adjusted her ass against the bench, apparently nestled in between the two men.

“We’re at a museum, are we not?”

“You can’t keep bringing it up. We agreed to never bring up Amsterdam again and you brought it up twice in one day.”

She was staring at the open brochure, pretending to read the material, when in fact she was hiding the scowl on her face as he hissed at Theo.

Theo grinned broadly behind a hand that rubbed at his jaw.

Draco was chuckling and that was enough for her to direct her ire at him. Her head whipped to look at him, her sleep black strands whipping Theo in the face.

“What are you laughing at? You don’t even know what happened in Amsterdam.” She paused then narrowed her eyes. An act he could just barely make out behind the large, bug-like lenses on her face. “Do you?”

“He doesn’t.” Theo answered for her.

Draco just tilted his head and grinned at Granger, welcoming an explanation.

“Well, why don’t we tell him.” Granger shrugged. “Why not? Let’s tell Malfoy how you ended up in a pair of knickers and—”

A hand came around her shoulder and clamped itself over her mouth. “You’re right.” Theo chuckled nervously. “Let’s not speak on it again. Amsterdam never happened. As a matter of fact, let’s obliviate it from our minds now. And this. Let’s obliviate this entire conversation. That includes you, Draco.”

Draco was openly chuckling but Granger pouted when she removed Theo’s hand from her mouth. “I’d never! How could I obliviate the thing that led us here?” She slid her hand into the inside of Draco’s elbow and Theo rested his hand on her shoulder.

“You’re right, Granger.” Theo patted the rounded curve of the witches shoulder. “Right here is good. I like here.”

She pushed her left hip into Theo and rested her head on Draco’s shoulder. “Me, too.”

Draco shook his head in amusement but couldn’t shake the pulse of energy between his arm and the feel of her little hand holding on. It was the same arm that was left branded at a young age.

She touched him without fear, without an ounce of hesitation. And he realized then that being near Hermione Granger was easy. Befriending her was natural, as she seemed to have accepted him into her life with open arms as well.

“Here is good.” Draco murmured and patted her hand affectionately.

A sudden explosion jolted the three of them out of their moment of peace. It wasn’t the kind of explosion that led with a bang! but the kind that elicited cries of fear and alarm.

Granger pulled away from the wizards at her side and stood.

Theo sat up straight and let out an exasperated sigh.

For what had caused such an alarm, was the sudden eruption of flames at a corner of the courtyard.

And in the corner, Draco realized with a frown, was a camera aimed directly at the spot they sat in.

Seamus approached them with a lifted brow but stood a distance far enough away to disallow anyone to believe they were together. “You’re causing a scene. I had to take proactive measures.”

Draco grinned as Granger sighed obscenely.

Theo lifted an impressed brow at Seamus as they all watched her march away from them and out of the courtyard.

Teddy passed her on his way into the courtyard and grinned broadly at the three men.

Draco took that as a job well done and mentally began to prepare himself for what was surely be the most difficult task of this particular job.

Which was, unfortunately and impossibly, to obtain a bit of blood from Astoria Greengrass.

[impishtubist]

Okay but Imp!!! I need to know, Does grandpa Sirius get tattoos for his grandkids?!?

Of course Grandpa Sirius gets tattoos for his grandkids! Idk what those tattoos would be because I have zero imagination and am so bad at coming up with unique tattoos, but he would definitely have tattoos for his grandkids. (And also for Harry and Teddy. I think he got Harry's tattoo already when Harry was born, and then he adds one for Teddy when he's born).

Lovely followers, what tattoos would Grandpa Sirius get for the grandkids?

[nightingale2004]

Harry Potter next generation: Harry x Ginny vers. (The cursed child)

James Sirius Potter ii

Faceclaim: Louis Partridge

The first and oldest son of Harry Potter and Ginerva Weasley

Chaotic older brother

He lives up to his namesake, but at the same time, he will not hesitate to scold his siblings and cousins for either almost getting in trouble or getting in trouble without him (he wants to be included too)

Best friends with Teddy

Loves teasing his siblings

Quidditch lover and player (plays seeker, beater, and chaser. Prefers chaser, tho)

He is a BIG drama queen and is incredibly dramatic

Has the attention span of a fruit fly

MAJOR ADHD!!!!!!!

Gryffindor and proud

Incredibly reckless and awkward

A man of action

Loves pranks and planning them

Loves Albus and loves teasing him

He loves that his dad is the DADA professor

He is a people pleaser and is very insecure about if people actually like him as himself or if it's his name

Was diagnosed with Cyclothymia

He considers himself the life of the party

Patronus is a lion

He has an animagus form, which is a dog

Favorite classes are transfiguration, flying, charms, care for magical creatures, and defense against the dark arts

He can fly on a broom and ride a skateboard with absolute grace but literally trips over air when walking (it's one of the Potter family's greatest mysteries)

Will protect his family with everything that he has

He loves karaoke

Looks absolutely ridiculous when dancing, but it never stops him

He has no braincells left

Has very confusing logic

James likes to grow out his hair and tie it up in a messy bun or ponytail. But when he gets absolutely devastated when he has to cut his hair

He has a snitch that was given to him by his father on his birthday

Wears glasses

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Albus Severus Potter

Faceclaim: Joe Locke

The second son and middle child of Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley

Literally the king of sarcasm and minor emo boy

Slytherin with his Bf Scorpius

Prefers to be called Al or Verus (mostly by Scorpius)

Is incredibly aggressive and short-tempered (Scorpius and James have to hold him back)

His patronus is a scorpion (surprise surprise)

Like his namesake, he is really good at potions

He loves baking (it helps clear his head)

Whenever he bakes or cooks, his family steals extra, leaving nothing, not even a crumb

He is jealous of James and hates how different he is most days, but Scorpius helps him through his insecurities

He will say he hates physical contact but he secretly craves it

Is deathly afraid of thunder storms

He feels like he contains the only braincell in his family

Often questions if he was switched at birth

Would write to Scorpius every day during break if one or both of them went home

Has great respect for Severus Snape

Hates being the center of attention

Found out he was gay in his 3rd year

When he and Scorpius became boyfriends, it was the happiest he had ever been

Incredibly sneaky and could get away with murder

Discovered his magic when he was 9 years old while his siblings discovered them early on

Short king (you can't tell me otherwise)

Is a math genius

He found the marauders map and managed to change it to fit his and Scorpius's needs

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Lily Luna Potter

Faceclaim: Francesca Capaldi

The third child and only daughter of Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley

Sass queen

Loves people judging

Chaotic younger sister

Throws a mean punch

Loves and lives for family drama and gossip

Gryffindor girl

Quidditch lover and Quidditch player (she is a chaser and beater. Prefers beater)

Will not hesitate to hex you into next week if you talk badly about her brothers

She is fiercely overprotective of her family

She knows everything about everyone inside and outside of Hogwarts

She is her mother's daughter

Is really laid back and chill

She's more of a hex first, ask questions later.

If you ever needed someone to help bury a body, Lily already has an Alibi and will be ready with a shovel.

Her patronus is a dolphin

Both Lily and James get detention.....a lot

Lily is James's hype man

Gives great advice and constantly gives Albus dating advice

Is never afraid to speak her mind

Incredibly goofy

Loves her family very much

She and her brothers have a new baby brother named Cedric Remus Potter

Was given the invisibility cloak on her birthday as a kid and uses it a lot to sneak around

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+ Nymphadora's child

Edith (Edward) "Teddy" Sage Karasu Tonks

Faceclaim: Terry Hu

The only child of Nymphadora Tonks and Tulip Karasu

Edith was originally born as Edward Tonks, but as she grew up, she didn't feel like a boy or a girl so she decided to be a bit of both

Teddy is non binary, and their pronouns are they/them

Prefers to be called Teddy

Nymphadora Tonks married Tulip Karasu and had Edith a few years after they graduated from Hogwarts

Now it's just Teddy, Tulip, and their grandma Andromeda

When Teddy came out to their mom and grandmother, they were surprised, but they accepted Teddy for who they were no matter what

Teddy's patronus is a Jackrabbit

Has a pet Toad named D.J (short for Dennis Jr.)

Hufflepuff 4 life

They are a few years older than the Potter kids and see themselves as an older sibling

Teddy is closer to James and Lily than with Albus but loves them all and their cousins nonetheless

Teddy and James are thick as thieves and talk to each other about anything and everything

When Teddy told James that they were non binary, it was awkward for a few seconds, but James immediately accepted them and told Teddy that it didn't matter because "they were his best mate no matter what."

Is a metamorphmagus like Tonks

Teddy prefers to dye their own hair and teach the Potter kids along with some of their cousins how to do it without magic

Is thinking of becoming a hairdresser when they graduates.

(Before any haters get onto me. THIS IS MY HC AND MY OPINION ON THE CHARACTERS. I can change it up if I want to. So leave it alone if you don't like it)

[sun-kissy]

hi!! so for your Christmas sleepover (which is so cute btw) can i do 🧸 with Remus and the prompt 'just tell me!'

thank you for the request, angel! here’s your teddy bear :) 🧸

cookies | r.l.

— “Just tell me!”

remus lupin x reader

summary: remus tries to surprise you for christmas, and fails

tw: fluff fluff fluff <3, remus is boyfriend material. actually remus is boyfriend.

You let out a soft groan, flopping onto your side as another thud resonates from downstairs. Your mind feels muddled with sleep. You instinctively reach for your boyfriend, arm outstretched as you pat down the mattress beside you. There’s nothing to your touch but empty space.

Remus’ absence adds to your sleep-addled confusion. There’s one more loud bang from somewhere in the house, jolting you awake. You roll onto your back, grunting as you sluggishly pull yourself up into a sitting position.

You crack your eyes open to the darkness of your room, trying to rub the sleep out of them. The blanket you were cozied up in pools at your waist, chilly air immediately stinging your skin as though it had been waiting to strike.

Metallic, clanging noises continue to reverberate off the walls. You think you hear some silent cursing too.

Sighing irritably, you drag your blanket off the bed with you, pulling it over your shoulders as you stumble out the room. The night before Christmas and you still couldn’t get uninterrupted sleep — you thought Santa might have been nicer to you.

You tiptoe down the stairs, remembering the faulty heater in your living room; tug the blanket tighter around yourself. The festive green garland twined around the staircase railing looked silver-streaked, reflecting the soft light from the kitchen.

You peer around the corner, blanket trailing behind you like a cape as you inch closer towards the kitchen. You involuntarily grimace as a strong stench wafts your way. It had hints of smoke, as though barbecued. Maybe even burnt.

You’re too drowsy to panic about the house burning down, but awake enough for your heartbeat to start picking up the pace.

Sneaking your hand out from under the cocoon of blankets, you curl your fingers around the cold metal of the knob. You’re beaten to it by the person on the other side of the door.

It’s the curls which you catch sight of first, followed by his lovely brown eyes peeking out — then widening, from behind the door.

“Hey, sweetheart,” Remus mutters as he quickly steps out, casting backward glances as though someone in the kitchen was holding a gun to his head. “What are you doing up?”

He hurriedly closes it before fully turning to you, instantly softening at how endearing you looked. Sometimes, he wonders how he got so lucky, and you chide him till he admits that he deserves you. Right now, he could see how close you were to falling asleep right then and there — too close to berate him, close enough to look like an angel worth falling in love with all over again.

“I could ask you the same —“

Remus cuts you off mid-sentence, stepping forward to cup your cheeks and kiss you. You indulge him. He smells nice, you note. Like chocolate and peppermint.

He pulls away but doesn’t let go, sliding his hands around the back of your neck to rub comfortingly at the nape.

“So,” you start again, already visibly much happier and awake, “why are you not in bed?”

He sighs and shrugs, trying, but failing, to look nonchalant. Something in his heart tightens as you tug the ends of your blanket closer to each other. He presses a kiss to your blanket-laden shoulder, smitten. “Couldn’t sleep.”

“And you decided to come down to the kitchen to do… what, exactly?”

“Oh, nothing much,” he shrugs again. “You know, just cleaning up a little bit.”

You narrow your eyes suspiciously. “You needed to wear an apron for that?”

“Oh, um — well,” he looks down at his apron, chuckling sheepishly as he looks back up at you. “I mean, yeah. You know how much I hate the dust and stuff getting on me.”

“Right, right,” you mutter, squinting as you step closer and rake your eyes over him. Ah ha. There’s flour dusted on the top of his shoulder, and you’re quick to swipe some of it onto your finger. “This is said dust, huh?”

He looks down at your finger, struggling to keep a straight face upon seeing the white powder. “Mhm.”

“Liar!”

“I’m not lying, I swear,” he grins upon seeing your frown, leaning forward to give your nose a peck.

You swat him away. “Yes, you are. Tell me what you’re up to.”

“I’m not up to anything, pretty girl,” he mutters as he moves up to kiss the soft spot under your eye.

You try to back up, but he takes your wrist and pulls you closer. At this point, you’re fighting to keep the smile off your face. “Just tell me!”

Remus chuckles. Like the flirt he is, opts to avoid the question and capture your lips in a kiss instead. You involuntarily lean in.

“If you’re trying to distract me,” you mutter in between kisses, “it’s not working.” You feel his smile on your lips.

He pulls away slightly to rest his forehead against yours, hands going up to thumb at your cheeks. “You really wanna know?”

You decide to change tactics, putting on your best puppy eyes and pout as you look up at him. You nod, and Remus’ heart melts in record time.

“Okay, well,” he sighs. “You know those choco chip and peppermint cookies you really like?” He lets go of you to push the door open. “Since tomorrow’s Christmas, I was trying to, you know… bake them for you.”

You feel your heart soften at his words, beaming up at him as you enter the kitchen. “Seriously?”

“Yeah,” he smiles bashfully, rubbing the back of his neck. “But um…” he gestures at the state of the kitchen.

You turn away from him to look around, your exhale coming out on a giggle. The place was a mess. A few batches of burnt cookies on the counter, flour here and there, broken egg shells scattered all over the floor. You can’t wipe the smile off your face. “You did this for me.”

He laughs quietly. “Mess the kitchen up? Sure, I —“

“Fuck the mess, Rem. We’ll deal with that later,” you grin, lovestruck. Suddenly it feels like the first time you're meeting Remus, and you're falling in love with his softness all over again.

“You're such a sweetheart. Thank you," you gush, leaning over to peck his cheek. He smiles like the mess was all worth it for a kiss.

“Well, I tried.”

“And you tried spectacularly,” you smile encouragingly as you go over to inspect the burnt batch. “They’re actually not that bad, just a little burnt is all.”

“You’re an awful liar, do you know that?” Remus huffs as he comes to stand behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his chin on your shoulder.

You giggle. “Better than you anyway,” you tilt your face to nuzzle his nose. “Why don’t we clean this up, and tomorrow we can bake the cookies together? I’ll even let you tell James you made them yourself so he feels jealous.”

He laughs and rubs your hips adoringly. “Sure thing, dove. Just let me obliviate you tomorrow, so I can surprise you too.”

“That is not happening!”

Remus assures you that he was not going to wipe your memory. You shrug your blanket off, and the two of you get to cleaning the kitchen in between kisses, laughter, and handfuls of flour hurled at each other. It was the perfect start to Christmas.

san’s christmas sleepover

[padfootastic]

hello miss padfootastic, today I am thinking about godfather Harry who would move mountains for Teddy, when Remus never moved mountains for Harry. :(

yES!!! miss imp ur so so right for this

i don’t care how ooc it might be but i truly fully believe teddy was a traumatised harry’s salvation postwar. he kept that boy alive. physically AND mentally. harry will literally do anything for him and nothing is ever too big or too much for his godson.

i’m thinking of—harry, parenting teddy, wondering about how easy it is (it’s not, really. he’s a child bringing up another child. but take away the nappy changes and the constant crying and the keeping a living being other than yourself alive part, and it really is easy. bc he loves parenthood. loves teddy. so much) and wondering why remus never wanted this. how he could have given it up so easily. it’s honestly just really sad? like makes him hold teddy tight and never let go? primarily i think he just pities remus at that point.

i can ALSO see harry being offended, not on his behalf, but primarily on teddy’s. because this wonderful, amazing child should’ve not had his father attempt to walk out on him, shouldn’t have had to grow up an orphan but that’s what it is. i’ve only read one fic w a similar premise but i rly need more where harry is just. mad at remus postwar for his treatment of teddy lmao.

[teddy-the-teddybear]

Angstmas

Rules!: Listen.. here's how this works... you get to send in for someone out of the list I have.. and I'll write an angst story for it... now this week and the week after Thanksgiving I have drivers ed so I'll probably start the week after that. All the way up to Christmas... maybe even new years if you want. When you request please send in the quote not just the number it is... it makes it easier. If there is anyone you want to request for who isn't on the list.. just message me and ill let you know if ill write for them. Thank you! Merry fucking Christmas!

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☆People in the angstmas☆

☆harry potter (any era)☆

☆harry

☆Ron

☆Fred

☆George

☆Remus

☆Sirius

☆James

☆Teddy lupin

☆James Potter (Harry's son)

☆albus potter

☆Big Mouth☆

☆Judd birch

☆Fnaf☆

☆Mike Schmidt

☆Abby (platonic only thats just weird)

☆Scream☆

☆Billy loomis

☆Stu

☆Ethan

☆Chad

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☆Prompts☆

☆Angst prompt

☆Reactions to 'I love you' (yes I will make them sad no matter what)

[rewritingcanon]

reading through my abandoned tedoire longfic and i forgot how unhinged i had made teddy 😭😭 he’s a sweetheart to people who know them but hes just an asshat to just as many people outside her circle

[teacup-gathering-itself]

Imagine for a second with me Teddy Lupin.

We know how children, no MATTER who raised them and how legendary they are, will ALWAYS think someone else is cooler just because they don’t live with them, yes? Awesome moving on.

So Harry Potter, Savior of the Wizarding World, raises this kid. And who would be the funniest person for Teddy to fan over?

Draco Malfoy.

Imagine the hysterics all of Harry’s friends get into.

“The Malfoy Obsession: Is it nature or nurture?”

Or “like father like son”

Or “wait wait I’ve seen this before, no wayyyyy!!??!”

Or even “Malfoy is UP to something, I just KNOW it”

But yeah Harry trying to be cool in front of his own child and failing miserably to the amusement of everyone alive. Draco included especially.

Add in a precocious crush? Let alone a celebrity crush on Draco? They’d DIE. Die you hear me.