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rahhhhhhhbrobro · 1 year

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harry james potter hc list i've compiled over a week or two---

part one??

-can fall asleep anywhere. literally. people have found him sleeping in the weirdest places around the castle 24/7 and the first years are always confused but everyone else is like "yeah no just leave him be, he's got a lot of shit going on."

-when sirius told him that harry could live with him if he wanted to, harry was so exited and nervous and like overwhelmed that on the way back to the castle he puked in a bush (he makes ron and hermione swear to never mention it to anyone ever)

-his memory is actually so shit, and he has no clue as to why it is. you tell him anything and he will immediately ask you "wait say that again"

-when remus was his professor, he would wait after class and risk being late because he knew remus would give him one of those bite sized chocolates he always has in his pockets.

-somtime he explores the castle at night when he gets nervous about the O.W.L.S, and it calms him down

-he once had to send hedwig out to get him quills because he always looses them and he apologized so many times to her because of how she was going to have to,, "carry her family's plucked out feathers" back to him.

-he can walk in heels effortlessly and he has no clue how

-his favorite color is actually purple but he tells everyone it's red

-he hates socks. despises them. will actually refuse to wear them in his shoes no matter how hard hermione begs him to.

-he still has the sweater molly made for him in his first year because that was the first christmas present he had ever gotten

-is secretly is a cat person but can't find it in himself to tell sirius

-he hates holidays, and despises halloween the most. he doesn't tell remus and sirius though because he knows that was the last week of their lives that everything was ok for them and everyone was alive and happy, and he'd feel horrible ruining that for them.

-goes on "dates" with luna in muggle restaurants just to "propose" to her so they can get free cake. they have hit at least 23 places with this method and it hasn't once failed.

-didn't know how to read very well until hermione taught him in 2nd year

-ron and him are literally the most homoromantic best friends out there and half the school is convinced their dating

-has shaky hands and can't tie his shoes that well

-is quite literally the casanova of griffindor tower and remus finds this hilarious

-grows his hair out to his shoulders and eventually cuts it all off when he's 18.

-he asks hermione how to shave because he has to much pride to ask remus or sirus

-sirius ties his tie for him because no matter how hard he trys he just can't get it right. sirius thinks of his brother every time he does this for him, and when harry grew his hair out and it looked almost identical to regulus's, he cryed.

-harry has such a horrible sleeping schedule that somtimes he just passes out and literally had no control over it. like one moment he's awake and the next hes on the floor snoring.

-stayed up with ron for like 4 hours in his first year one night making a cool looking signature for himself because so many ppl were asking for it

-buys ron anything he wants off the trolly and refuses to let him feel bad for it because it's "only twice a year ron" and "let me spoil my best mate alright?"

-thought had a crush on hermione in first year because he had those "butterflies" that everyone always talks about, but it turned out that he was just going to be sick.

-has the immune system of the average toddler. bro breaths and hes like dead on the common room couch for 3 days under mrs. weasleys hand made quilt, being hand fed soup

-has said "fuck it, we ball" on one to many occasions.

-knows a surprising amount of french because of a french-english/english-french dictionary he found in the closet he use to sleep in.

-is the kind of person to say "whoopsies" when he does literally anything

-anytime he drops somthing he says "that wasn't me"

-has no concept of time. what's the day? he has no clue. time? month? what even are those. he just guesses when he writes the date on his papers.

-prefers the blue gatorade to the red one

-he hates carbonated drinks. literally cant stand them.

i might post a part two if anyone wants it

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accio-barricade · 2 years

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Harry: Happy father's day!

Remus: Thank you, prongslet.

Sirius, winking: Happy daddy's day!

Remus:

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blue-lupins · 2 years

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A Sirius and Harry Saturday Snippet

Hi! I haven’t posted a fic in a Long Time and thought I’d throw my hat in the ring for a Sirius and Harry Saturday. (Remus is in this too.) This is a snippet of one that I’ll probably (?) never post. This is set during Harry’s fourth year—he was adopted by Sirius and Remus the summer after third year.

Harry climbed the stairs back up to his dormitory on Friday afternoon, biting his trembling lip. His day had just been getting worse, and the tears that he had been choking back for what felt like hours were finally threatening to overflow. Between his fight with Ron and Hermione, the not-so-inconspicuous whispers from passerby in the corridors and yet another zero in Potions from a joyfully sneering Snape, he had finally had enough. All he wanted was to go home.

After dropping his backpack on the floor by his bed and wiping away a couple escaped tears, Harry took the two-way mirror out of the drawer in his bedside table. He took a deep breath, trying to compose himself before calling. After a second, he said in a trembling voice, “S-Sirius Black.”

Sirius picked up the mirror after less than a minute. He brushed his dark hair out of his eyes and gave Harry a broad grin. “Hey, pup! How are things?”

The lump in Harry’s throat grew and threatened to suffocate him. “S-Sirius, I...” But it was no use. He could go no further before bursting into tears.

Sirius changed gears immediately, concern etching itself into his face. “Harry, oh, puppy, what’s wrong?” He cooed.

Harry crumbled even more. Sirius called him “pup” all the time, but only “puppy” when he was worried. It just made him miss home all the more.

“Are you hurt?” Sirius asked.

Harry shook his head. “N-no,” he sniffled. “I want to come home.” He let out another sob.

“Okay, okay, pup. Shhh,” said Sirius gently. “Did something happen?”

Harry hiccuped. “I just - I’ve had a really b-bad week and I miss you and Remus s-so much,” he said miserably.

“Do you want to tell me about it?” Sirius asked, his voice still gentle.

“I j-just really want to go home,” Harry sobbed. “Please, just - just for the weekend?”

“Okay, baby. It’s okay. Of course you can,” said Sirius. “Can I leave you for a second and go find Moony?”

Harry nodded, scrubbing at his eyes.

“I’ll be right back. Try and take some deep breaths.” And Sirius set the mirror down, disappearing.

Harry took the opportunity to start packing a bag for the weekend, longing starting to take him over. He wanted nothing more in the world than to be back in the little house that had become the only real home he’d ever known. He had never known what homesickness felt like until he had somewhere, and someone, to go back to.

A moment later, a second familiar, gentle voice came through the mirror. “Harry?”

He immediately picked up the mirror again and felt a fresh set of tears well up. “Hi, Remus.”

“Hi, cub,” Remus said with his usual kind smile. It faded a little when he saw the tears. “Sirius says you want to come home?”

Before he could stop himself, Harry broke down in sobs again, nodding.

“Oh, sweetie...” said Remus soothingly. “Okay. We just need to Floo Professor McGonagall and then I’m going to come get you, okay?”

“O-okay,” Harry sniffled, past the point of caring that he was completely breaking down.

Remus turned around for a second and said something to Sirius before turning back to Harry. “Sirius is calling her now. Do you have everything you need?”

“Y-yeah,” said Harry.

“Have you just had a bad week?”

Harry nodded, whimpering. “Yeah.”

“I’m sorry,” said Remus gently. “How about we get you some good food and you can tell us all about it?”

Harry nodded again.

Sirius said something to Remus from across the room, and Remus nodded. “Okay, cub, I’m on my way. Can you meet me in the front entrance hall?”

Harry felt a few more tears escape his eyes, this time from relief. “Okay,” he said shakily.

“I’ll see you in a minute.” With that, Remus ended the mirror call.

#sirius and harry saturday #harry and sirius #Harry and remus #wolfstar raising harry #harry potter #sirius black #remus lupin

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bloodbruise · 5 months

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the bitches traumatized by saltburn would never survive the fics in my ao3 history

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thatboisus · 4 months

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“english isn’t my first langua—“ say no more.

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amomorii · 5 months

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Last winter in Hogsmeade ❄️🤍

#wolfstar #marauders #sirius black #remus lupin #wolfstar fanart #harry potter #hp fanart #my art

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the-sun-is-also-a-star · 11 months

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me, reading my own incomplete writing : *gasp* and then what happened?

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that-bitch-kat3 · 8 months

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walburga: you’re not good enough for my son

remus: you’re not good enough for your son

walburga: excuse me?

remus: you heard me.

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lunarlivs · 1 month

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pov: you’re harry being born to a bunch of 21 year olds

their thoughts and doodles below the cut <3

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plantsonplutoart · 2 months

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Moonflower study dates! Because it’s possible to be both academic rivals and the best of friends 🌙🪷😌

James and Sirius are definitely sitting across the table drooling over them

#James and Sirius exclusively hangout in the library to oogle their SOs #moonflower #they’re my platonic otp #lily and remus #they’re study buddies #my art #their friendship is everything to me #remus lupin #sirius black #marauders era #lily evans #lily potter #james potter #boy who lived and his legacy #more doodles from my harry potter lit class

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moonstainn · 2 months

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Until one day he'd been standing with James and Peter, in the hallway. James had said something, Sirius can't even remember what. But he'd laughed. One of those big laughs. The type that fills your belly. That makes you cry. And when he'd looked up, he'd found Remus's eyes on him.

*Oh.*

That was something.

That was world altering.

The atoms in his body rearranged themselves under Remus's eyes. They needed. Needed. Needed him.

He'd asked Remus, several years later, what had made him look, since it couldn't have been the noise. And he'd only shrugged and said:

"Your laugh is so bright. It's impossible not to notice it. Like not noticing the sun is in the sky."

Kill your darlings by @sophsicle

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lovelylily16 · 3 months

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I physically need someone to draw this as wolfstar🙏🏼

#wolfstar #remus lupin #sirius black #remus x sirius #harry potter

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wolvesandshine · 3 months

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Sirius: Momma didn’t raise no quitter

Regulus: Actually our mother didn’t raise us at all so I am in fact, a quitter

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thatboisus · 5 months

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he wants me so bad (he’s fictional and i read a fanfic about him)

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jaioes · 4 months

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Hot chocolate and tricks, moony’s books and coffee shop!

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sleyu · 10 months

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in regards to perv!marauders . . . theyd so get off on the more innocent pics of you— it could be a polaroid of you smiling and it’d be covered in cum by the end of the summer bcos your innocence is so hot to them

i am losing my mind at the thought of this. the mere thought of corrupting you torments perv!marauders and something about the contrast of their filth paired with your seemingly pure disposition makes their cock throb.

the photo usually always comprises you beaming, presumably looking up at them through the camera, batting your eyelashes prettily, looking so radiant and cute. i can picture a photo of you leaning against their palm, their large hands caressing your cheek while you peer up at them. maybe it’s that sleepy look of yours; maybe it’s your flushed face or your puffy, watery eyes; or perhaps it’s the gloss on your lips that makes you look so girly and kissable that has them groaning into their pillow as they fist their aching cock late into the night, feverish and frantic to cum to the sight of you.

it's not only your innocence that gets them off, but it's the thought of ruining it that drives them to the edge. all of them would repeatedly fantasize about making you just as desperate as they are for you. they want nothing more than for you to look up at them—a betrayed, foggy look in your lust-filled eyes—begging them to take you again because three rounds simply aren’t enough and you're far too addicted to their cocks stretching out your ruined cunt to stop.

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