#muggleau

[mrsfrecklesmarauders]

Can we imagine James and Lily actually practicing parenting while they were Head Boy and Head Girl at school? I like to imagine they were mother and father figures to the other students, especially the Gryffindors and most especially the first and second years.

Just imagine Lily being a authority figure but not that strict, allowing certain stuff now and then. And being ideal to give advice. I imagine younger girls telling Lily about their crushes because she is a good listener and a hopeful romantic. I imagine her being so good at comforting people when they are sad or crying. She really knows what to say to make them feel better. And even if Lily is having a bad day or she is stressed, she would always put an smile and try to help others.

She takes this job seriously. She is constantly finding ways to make the students more comfortable and have a better life at school. I mean these are all kids full of hormones that have no parents around. So they need guidance.

And James... James is absolutely the cool funny dad. He makes friends with a lot of younger students. They like to play pranks on him and viceversa. He allows mischief more than Lily and is definitely making sure everyone is having fun or at least smiling. I imagine him calling younger girls "darling", and younger boys "little mate" and rubbing their hair a lot. I imagine him lending his expensive Rugby equipment and his expensive video game consoles to other students around Gryffindor.

And his favorite students, are a group of second year boys who do mischief like pros, who he thinks can be the successors of the Marauders when they leave school. He is constantly helping them out and they consider him a hero. (The other Marauders help too).

He is constantly high-fiving everyone around, just filling the room with good mood. But when he needs to be serious or strict, and set some boundaries, he has no problem with that. Everyone listens when he speaks. He gives the best speeches. He is a natural leader and people follow him around.

And also, at first, all the students tease James and Lily as a potential good couple. They call them "Mr. and Mrs. Potter". Or straight up consider them their parents. And Lily is constantly blushing because she actually fancies James but is not ready to admit it. And James just beams and says: "I wish" with a wink. Which makes everyone ooh and cheer for them, which makes Lily blush even more. Until they start dating and it is pretty obvious for everyone. They are just the perfect couple.

And they are exact the same with Harry in the future. The best parents in the world. Harry is a lucky kid. (And they don't die in my universe, of course).

#James and Lily are our mum and dad and we know it #They are really good parents #Parent material since before they were actually parents #marauders #maraudersera #marauders headcanon #muggleau #james potter #lily evans #jily #harry potter #james x lily

[kncwitall]

𝕛𝕠𝕚𝕟 𝕞𝕖 ℍ𝕖𝕣𝕞𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕖 & 𝕨𝕖 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕝𝕕 𝕥𝕠𝕘𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣

#tom marvolo riddle #hermione granger #tomione #tom hughes #emma watson #muggleau #fanfic #past and present #after hogwarts

[pieceofchocolate]

“Aren’t you supposed to have life guards?” Regulus mutters as he turns to face the door. He’s standing slightly in front of the other man, so he won’t have to look at him. Nevertheless, Potter’s smug face is reflected on the shiny metal doors of the lift.

“Why?” Potter asks. “Are you planning to assassinate me?”

“I might be,” says Regulus coldly. “You wouldn’t know.”

“Hmm,” says Potter, eyeing him up and down. “You don’t look like you’re carrying a gun, or even a knife.”

“I could strangle you with my bare hands,” Regulus points out.

“Ah,” says Potter, looking very calm for a politician who was just told by a stranger that he could be about to get strangled. “Well, I could think of worse ways to go than having you choke me to death.”

Okay, what the hell? What is that? Is James Potter flirting with him? Regulus finds this upsetting for more than one reason.

First of all, James Potter is gay? That’s really fucking annoying. Potter already has the immigrant-background-card. Can’t Sirius just get to have the gay-card to himself?

Second of all, ew. Where on earth would James Potter get the idea to flirt with him? Regulus despises him, and hasn’t been particularly nice in either of the two interactions they’ve had so far. He literally just implied that he could kill him.

James Potter is likely the kind of bastard who’ll flirt with everyone because he thinks it will get him votes. He probably thinks he can charm his way into people’s hearts, making them believe in his hopeless drivel, or just make them find him handsome enough not to care about his stupid opinions.

Regulus just scoffs as a response.

“I’m James Potter,” says Potter, reaching out his hand towards Regulus.

“Yeah, duh,” says Regulus, keeping his own hands in his pockets. “I know your name, obviously.”

“And yet, I don’t know yours,” says Potter.

The lift dings, and Regulus steps out without looking back.

#jegulus #jegulus fic #james potter #regulus black #starchaser #sunseeker #politics!au #harry potter fanfiction #marauders era #muggleAU #modernAU #dead gay wizards

[imsiriuslyreading]

thousands of good deeds

The smart, safe thing to do would be to pause all operations for the time being, at least until the heat from the feds had cooled down a little. But… there was just something about that photo.

He tutted at himself, walked over to the bin, and lifted the crumpled article back out. He meticulously smoothed it over on the window, so he could have another proper look at it. The headline: “DCI Black Brought In To Lead Good Deeds Killer Case, After 8th Body Found In London.” was glaring at him above the picture of the most…entrancing man he’d ever seen.

Remus had read every single word in the article at least 4 times now, but still, his eyes were invariably drawn back to the photo of Black. Even in the shitty-grained black and white photo, Remus could make out he was handsome. That the inky hair pulled into a bun seemed to make his eyes look somehow even more striking. It was hard to tell the colour of them in the photo. For all he knew, they could have been blue, but Remus had a sneaking suspicion they were something different. Something like a storm. Remus’ mouth twitched into a smirk. He'd always liked storms, and this one looked a little too appealing to stay away from.

#wolfstar #muggleau #crime boss remus #hitman remus lupin #police officer sirius black #yep #rosekiller too #dorlene #wolfstar fic recs #criminal remus lupin has my heart #remus lupin #sirius black #harry potter fanfiction #i’m not gona lie i’m having so much fun with this #it’s the gayest shit i ever wrote #accidentally put my life story in there

[trulymadlydeeplyfest]

Feature #23

🖤Voldemort Calling by Squibnation10 (@blackseatwenty)

🖤Pairing: Harry Potter/Tom Riddle

🖤Prompt: Without Words by Extreme

🖤Link:

🖤Summary: Muggle AU: The plan was to score his GCSEs, land a scholarship and leave his shitty home life behind.

But strange dreams about Voldemort and Magic disturb his peace of mind. Tom doesn't understand what they mean, especially the ones that show him hurting Harry Potter.

#trulymadlydeeplyfest #harrypotterfanfic #hpfanfic #fanfiction fest #harry potter fandom #harry potter fest #fanfiction #harry potter #fic fest #tomriddlefanfic #muggleAU

[elisedonut]

The moment i figure out how to write MuggleAU!Percy in a way that doesn't disappoint me it will be all over for you people

#percy weasley #Because I will write far too many #No I still haven't figured out how to translate the fight(tm) #to a non magic world where the characters are not playing a large part in a war

[mundrakan]

Day 13

Usually I like to give the stage for the rec-fest to less known works. But I just don't read that many longfics, and the others that might apply are already used elsewhere... so here it is, the incredibly successful, unbelievably loveable

Did you miss me by Krethes and Fantismal

A wolfstar chatfic, MuggleAU, combining so many things I don't like, and still be incredibly good and readable. Because they do those things well, where other authors fail. They don't get lazy and take the simple solution. They make it hurt, where it needs to hurt and make you smile where you need to smile.

One thing as a warning, or maybe two things: mind the tags, and if you are a die-hard Severus fan, this isn't for you. He's not... exactly likeable here.

@hprecfest

#hprecfest2023

[tomionefinds]

what’s your dream fic? not looking for a rec but just what boxes would tick all your tomione fantasies.

for me, i like academic rivals, jealousy, banter, tom to be slightly evil but not a full killer, hermione to be a bit meaner than canon, and a good ensemble

Hey Anon,

Well this definitely going to be a lot. Sorry, and just remember, you asked for this! Honestly what I'm looking for in a fic really depends on my mood at the time.

I am a sucker for academic rivalries, nerdy discussions between the two, great banter, possessive Toms, jealousy from either party, angst (esp from Tom being his own worst enemy and fucking shit up through his actions), Tom underestimating Hermione, Hermione putting Tom in his place, Tom catching feels, Tom in denial, horcrux!Toms, naive Tom/experienced Hermiones (battle worn Hermione are tops), muggleAUs, medieval AUs, time travel, student/teacher, classmates, step-siblings, met: as adults (my current mood), historical settings, time jumping shennanigans, sci-fi, action, duels (OMG fucking badass duels are a weakness of mine), Grindelwald as a common enemy (or Dumbledore I'm not picky), correspondence/pen pals. As you can see almost everything and anything, and then some probably that I've not had the fortune to read yet.

Essentially, I'm all over that fucking Tomione bingo card in what I want to read and what most people could come up with. I will say lately I've been on a magical world kick, so I've not read as many muggleAUs lately. At this point its easier for me to say what I don't read rather than what I do and will if time and life will allow.

I tend to like a very wide range of Toms. He can be extremely evil, like so dark I'm upset with him and myself for still loving him. Because I do love to read a dark and disturbing Tom from time to time, one that almost makes me question my ship. I will read and enjoy snake-faced Tom or pretty boy Tom; I'm long past seeing them as separate entities at this point. However, I'm not limited to only liking dark Toms. I love setups in a reverse scenario where his deeds/misbehavior can be seen as slightly good or somewhat redemptive. I am okay with redemption stories, because as a person who grew up with fairytales; I do like a HEA. I like to keep things mixed up, which is why I love the variety to this ship. I am not too much of a fan of overly fluffly stuff; I prefer Tom have a bit of edge. He can simp but I don't want him too mushy.

As for Hermione, I do love when she's a bit of a bossy swot. Confident and self-assured is my favorite type of Hermione. I like BAMF Hermione's a lot. I admittedly can do a range for her, but my least favorite Hermiones are when she is a doormat in a fic. She has to have some spine and self-respect; if she's too mild-mannered or takes too much of Tom's bs without putting up some manner of fight or defiance, that really kind of pushes it too far out into ooc for me to enjoy. Admittedly, I am not usually into pureblood Hermione, since I love the complication and complexity her blood status brings with her being a muggleborn as her back story.

Also I'm a bit of a monogamous shipper. I'm a jealous, possessive person irl, so it's hard for me to have people I ship be super open and sharing. It's something I'm trying to work on, but it's probably main reason I mostly read this ship only. It's a fault I know, but I'm working on branching out. I have sort of gotten to the level of being okay with triads.

Anyways, sorry to anyone who read all this, I got bored. This shouldn't really even be on Tomione Finds. My apologies. This should be on my personal blog, as I don't know how we'd get the whole of all the admins to try to contribute here when we're all on so infrequently as it stands already. Just a reminder, this is just one person's preference and doesn't represent the whole of the team or any sort of guide as to what anyone else should read. Everyone is entitled to their own likes/dislikes and opinions on their reads, I'm merely answering the ask, way too late at night. -JD

[mrsfrecklesmarauders]

James and Lily together made lots of people happy. Most of the school expected them to end up together at some point. After so much they went through. So their new relationship was the hottest news. There were cheers and congratulations from students and teachers.

Of course not everyone was happy. Snape had ran away from the Great Hall as quickly as he could, looking mortified. Some envious girls that used to be after James looked jealous. Other Slytherins simply didn't care.

But most Gryffindors were happy for their Head Boy and Head Girl. Especially their friends who had seen mutual pinning from both parts.

So Remus didn't understand why Marlene looked sentimental and was quiet.

"Everything okay, Marly?" he asked wrapping his arms around her from behind.

"I love James and Lily, and I am happy for them. But I am angry that for everyone that is normal" she sighed pointing at the new couple "You know, boy and girl... But when Dorcas and I got together everyone thought we were some crazy girls having a phase. They still think that we will eventually marry some blokes when we are done with these 'nonsense'"

Remus, being gay himself, and trans (aka different from what was expected), understood perfectly what his friend was saying. He had recently come out to his friend group and although they were supportive, Remus knew what the rest thought.

Plus, he knew he could never be with the boy he fancied that way. Even if Sirius had kissed him. It would be harder even to be open like James and Lily. Or even admit their feelings like them. Sirius had asked him for time to figure things out. With girls, Sirius had been open to snog them in front of everyone though.

"This bloody society sucks, doesn't it?" Remus commented with sorrow.

"Yeah" And Marlene was the same. Cause even if she and Dorcas were happy together, they were always going to be criticized. Stupid Homophobia.

"But I am with you, you know?" Remus whispered in her ear "I think you and Dorcas are cute together. And I am happy that you are happy with her"

"Thank you, Remus" Marlene gave him a sweet smile and a kiss on the cheek "You are adorable" and a chin squeeze "I am pretty sure any bloke would be lucky to have you"

Remus's eyes immediately went to Sirius, almost unconsciously.

"Thanks Marly" he hugged her tighter. "Gay power?" he asked showing her his fist.

Marlene smiled "Gay power" she hit his fist.

At least Remus was glad to have queer friends who knew his struggle.

#marauders #maraudersera #muggleau #remus lupin #marlene mckinnon #dorcas meadowes #dorlene #sirius black #wolfstar #james potter #lily evans #jily #queer #gay solidarity

[icepower55]

Variations on Intimacy

For @chestercompany

When he sinks into you, his eyes close, mouth parting. You touch his face, stroke his cheek. “Kiss me,” you tell him, and he stops mid-thrust and wraps his arms around your neck, lips finding yours. It makes you want to cry, so you close your eyes, thread your fingers through his hair.

Afterwards, you stare at his ceiling, eyes tracing the thin cracks spidering into the center. “Do you ever feel like we’re just play-pretending at intimacy?”

He doesn’t answer for a long while.

“No,” he finally says. “That’s not what it feels like for me, play-pretend.”

AO3

#dramione #dramionfanfiction #hookupculture #fearofintimacy #dracoxhermione #muggleau #hpfandom #intimacy #fanfiction

[someusername]

It’s my cat’s birthday

I saw this and thought about Remus and Sirius, so this happened.

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*Ping* Remus’ cellphone announced that he had received a message. When he opened the text, he sighed. It was from James.

James: Hey, Rem! Wanna have lunch? My treat

He had been inviting Remus for lunch almost every Friday since the beginning of the semester. It was a nice gesture and Remus loved free food, but it was not as innocent as a simple lunch between friends. No. James had hidden intentions. Well, not that hidden. His intentions were clear as water, but he liked to think he was being subtle.

On Fridays, Remus had a class with Lily, just before lunch break. And every Friday James would send the same text to Remus when his class was ending. Remus would exit the classroom with Lily, only to see James waiting for him (them) outside. James would then ask Remus if he was ready for lunch and, using his not-so-good acting skills, turn to Lily exclaiming something on the lines of “Oh, Evans, what a coincidence. Do you want to tag along?”

Lily used to refuse at first, but after a couple of weeks of constant insistence, she accepted to have lunch with them. After some more weeks, Lily started being more friendly with James and he was over the moon. However, instead of going for lunch just the two of them like a normal we-are-quite-not-dating-yet-but-yes-we-are couple, James was still inviting Remus as an excuse to invite Lily along.

Remus replied to James’ text and busied himself again.

Remus: Sorry, James. Can’t today

James’ answer didn’t take long.

James: What? Why? Come on, Sirius is also coming today ;)

Sirius… For the last two Fridays, James’ friend, Sirius, had been joining them for lunch. It was a welcomed addition to their lunch dates, as Remus had someone to talk to and share his third-wheeling. Over those two lunches, Remus and Sirius had gotten to know each other a bit. Enough for Remus to take a special liking toward Sirius, but not enough for him to know if Sirius could possibly be interested. It was not very likely, and he tried to maintain his little crush as hidden as possible. But apparently, he had not been too sly about it. James had noticed.

Remus: It’s Leo’s birthday

It sounded like a pathetic excuse, but it was true. Today was his cat’s first birthday and Remus wasn’t going to let him spend the day alone, so he had skipped a couple of classes to be at home earlier. He could ask Lily for the notes.

James: What?

Remus sent a photo of Leo with a tiny birthday hat, in front of the wall on which he had put a sign reading HAPPY BIRTHDAY.

James did not answer after that.

About half an hour later, his phone pinged again with some new messages. This time it was from an unknown number.

Sirius: Hey! I hope you don’t mind, James gave me your number after I asked him why are you not joining us for lunch today. He didn't want to tell me, so I hope it's nothing bad? Are you okay?

Sirius: It’s Sirius, btw

Remus stared at the text for a moment. He blinked and read it again. It was from Sirius. He was worried about Remus, about why he had not joined for lunch.

Remus felt a little smile tug at his lips, and replied to the text.

Remus: Hi!

No, I don't mind. I'm fine, nothing bad happened. It's Leo's first birthday and I couldn't leave him alone all day.

A couple of beats passed before the reply came through.

Sirius: … What?

He sent Sirius the same photo he had sent James.

Not a second later, his phone chimed in his hands.

Sirius: OMG! It's your cat's birthday!

Sirius: Look at him with his little party hat!

Sirius: I think it's true what they say about pets looking like their owners. He is one of the cutest things I have seen ;) 

Remus didn't know how to respond to that. He felt himself blushing. He didn't want to get his hopes high about Sirius flirting with him, so he settled on confirming that yes, Leo was the cutest cat, indeed.

After some more time, another text from Sirius arrived.

Sirius: How does Leo feel about dogs?

That was a weird question, and not what Remus thought would follow in their conversation.

Remus: He's very friendly with all the other animals he has met. So I would say he does feel kind of okay about dogs. Why?

Another silent moment, followed by the next Sirius' text.

Sirius: And how does he feel about dogs' handsome owners that were looking forward to meeting his owner for lunch and finally asking him on a date?

Now was Remus' turn to be confused. Was Sirius really saying that he wanted to go on a date with Remus? That he was going to ask him on a date today over lunch?

Remus: … What?

The next text was accompanied by a picture. It was a selfie of Sirius hugging the biggest black dog Remus had seen.

Sirius: I was thinking, if Leo and you are okay with it, Snuffles and I could come over to celebrate Leo's birthday. We could bring snacks and take out?

Remus stared at his phone. Was Sirius really asking him on a date? Was he suggesting that he wanted to come to Remus’ flat and spend time with him and his cat for his cat’s birthday?

Remus: Leo says it’s alright as long as you bring snacks ;)

Sirius: Perfect! It’s a date then!

Yes, Sirius was going to spend time with him and his cat on his cat’s birthday. Remus sent him the address and busied himself organizing a bit around the flat.

Two hours later, Remus and Sirius were sitting on his sofa watching a movie, while Leo and Snuffles shared the pet friendly cake Sirius had brought. The two animals took a liking for each other immediately after meeting, and even took a nap cuddled around each other after finishing the cake.

Remus looked around to his little flat. He looked at Sirius at his side and to their pets on the floor. He couldn’t believe how this could be one of the best first dates he had ever had. Definitely not a common one, but it was certainly one for the books.

#Remus Lupin #Sirius Black #remus x sirius #Sirius x Remus #wolfstar #muggleau #modernAU #first date #kind of #i wrote something! #based on a reddit post #my writing

[overthemoon4themarauders]

Wolfstar Coffee Shop

Crap. Remus swore under his breath. If he didn’t hurry, he would be late for class. And heaven knows what Professor McGonagall would say if he was late again. But, Remus thought, but hot chocolate. Remus wouldn’t make it through the day without his daily dose of chocolate. As much as his studies were important to him, chocolate ALWAYS came first. With almost no hesitation, he decided that class could wait a few more minutes. In his hurry to walk quickly, Remus had passed up his usual coffee shop. Luckily, there was another small coffee shop up ahead.

Remus turned into the shop named Blue Moon Cafe, he noticed curiously. Upon entering, he was blasted with a gush of warm air. Looking around, he noticed it was much smaller than some of the coffee shops he had been to, but there was much more of a homey feel in the atmosphere at this one. The smell of coffee permeated the air, but it was pleasant. Walking to the counter, his phone buzzed.

(8:45) Lily: Where are you???

(8:45) Lily: Class is going to start soon!

(8:45) Lily: REMUS

(8:53) Lily: Hello?!?!?!?

(8:54) Lily: I’m going to tell Professor McGonagall you were hit by a car if you don’t answer…

Hastily, Remus shot off a text to her saying yes, he was still alive and he was going to be late. Just as he finished typing, he had reached the counter. He looked up at the menu and found that a large cup of hot chocolate was $2.00 instead of his usual $3.50. I might have to come here more often, Remus thought. He was feeling better about this place than his usual

A voice startled Remus out of his thoughts. “Hi, what can I get for you today?”

As Remus started to order, he looked at the cashier and immediately froze. He was looking at the most beautiful man Remus had ever seen. His long, shiny, voluminous black hair was chaotic yet neatly resting just above his shoulders. He had flawless pale white skin and very sharp cheekbones and jawline. And his eyes, Oh his eyes, Remus thought. He didn’t know where to begin with them.  They were piercing grey eyes mixed with hints of blue and shone in the light. I could look into those eyes forever, Remus thought. He was fit, and Remus could see the muscles bulging underneath the sleeves he was wearing. Every part of his outfit broadcasted the beautiful parts underneath. Everything about this man screamed perfection and aristocratic.

“Um,” the man cleared his throat. “Are you alright?” Even his voice is perfect, Remus thought

“Oh, um,” Remus felt his cheeks warm and stuttered, “Yes, um, I’m fine. Yes.”

“What can I get for you, then?” The man asked, unfazed by Remus’s obvious nervousness.

Remus blushed and said, “I’ll get um, an-um. A hot chocolate, please.” Remus silently willed for his cheeks to stop burning.

“Alright. One hot chocolate coming up.”

Remus paid and went to wait for his drink. Remus stared blankly at his phone to distract himself from the man. Little did he know that the man was staring at him. After finishing the drink, the man was disappointed that he couldn’t catch the other’s eye. With a sudden burst of imagination, he took his Sharpie and started scribbling away on the cup.

“Sir, your hot chocolate is ready.” The man said and watched Remus as he walked to get it. The man’s eyes on Remus made him slightly uncomfortable and insecure, but it also gave him a bit of a thrill. Remus collected his cup and quietly thanked the barista.

As he made to open the door, he had a sudden burst of confidence. “May I have your name?” Remus asked.

The man looked surprised but answered with an amusing look on his face. “Sirius.”

“Are you serious?” Remus asked. Then he wanted to slap himself for his choice of words.

The man, Sirius, laughed at this. He has the type of laugh that sounds like a dog bark, Remus noticed. “My family never was one for normal names. My name truly is Sirius. Sirius Black.”

“Like the star?” Remus asked.

Once again, Sirius looked as surprised as he felt.  “Yes actually, I was named after that star. And now for the million dollar question, what is your name?”

Blushing again, Remus answered, “Remus.”

“Like Remus from the story of Remus and Romulus?” He asked.

Now it was Remus’s turn to be surprised. “Yes. Exactly like that.”

“Huh. Interesting. And does Remus have a last name?” Sirius teased lightly as he leaned onto the counter and awaited his response.

“Lupin. Remus Lupin.” Remus responded with a small chuckle.

Again, Sirius barked out a loud laugh. “Your name essentially translated Wolfy Mc Wolf.” Remus had no response to that. The man then looked thoughtful. “Well, your name is wolf wolf, and you’re pretty cute,” Remus blushed even harder at that. “I’m nicknaming you Moony.”

Remus liked the sound of that. The moment between the two men was ruined by the ringing of Remus’s phone. The Caller ID showed that it was Lily, Remus’s best friend. Remus knew she was just going to yell at him for being late again, so he decided to let it ring.

The man cleared his throat and said, “It was nice to meet you Remus, I hope I get to see you again.”

“Yeah, uh, I should get going.I’ll see you around. Thank you!” Remus said. He wished he could have stayed here longer with this beautiful man, but he also really needed his degree. With his last bit of confidence, he asked, “How can I find you?”

“The cup,” was the only response Remus got. “Bye, Moony,” were his parting words as he turned around and went back into the back.

Although confused, Remus cheerfully said his goodbyes and rushed back out to the cold and to class. Arriving only one minute late, Remus rushed in, silently apologized to the professor, and sat down next to a huffing Lily.

“Is there a reason you were late and ignoring my call?” Lily then shifted her eyes to his cup, smirked, and said, “Nevermind. I know exactly why you were late.”

Bewildered, Remus asked, “How do you know?”

Lily motioned to the cup. Scribbled on the cup, in Sharpie, was a phone number and the words “Call me.” Remus smiled and blushed, and tried to push Sirius to the back of his mind so he could focus on his class.

Here's a link to part 2:

https://overthemoon4themarauders.tumblr.com/post/622054473565650945/wolfstar-coffee-shop-pt-2

#wolfstar #muggleau #remus x sirius #remus lupin #sirius black #coffeeshop #fanfic #harry potter #hp #marauders era #sirius x remus

[hufflepuffmommy]

Now Complete!

Draco Malfoy - Wedding Planner Extraordinaire is now complete! I have posted chapters 5 and 6 today, thus completing this short story!

FFN: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13467551/1/Draco-Malfoy-Wedding-Planner-Extraordinaire  AO3:  https://archiveofourown.org/works/22045204/chapters/52613344

Thank you all for reading and stay tuned for my next story, which I hope to start posting soon!

#Dramione #NowComplete #The Wedding Planner plot #MuggleAU

[bibliophilesnowflake]

Chapter 2 — Of Strings that Spiral Down and Down

Narcissa smiles and gives me a hug. "Let loose a little, dear. You're too stressed. But it was nice seeing you again and I would love it if you come to Wiltshire for Christmas."

"Oh, sure. I'll come and visit."

She's studying me. Her lips are curled downward and it's making me worry. Do I have dirt on my face? Or maybe I put on a little too much blush. Oh no.

"My son really is an idiot..."

I'm confused. I tilt my head a little to the side, questioning her statement. But Narcissa smiles again and pats my cheek. "Nothing, dear."

For AO3, read here.

For FF.net, read here.

I also made a playlist for this story on Spotify.

#Dramione #Fanfiction #Harry Potter #MuggleAU #dramionefanfiction #dracoxhermione #hermione granger #draco malfoy

[thedrarryfeels]

Harry: [trying to light a candle in a power-out]

Harry: Can you turn the light on quickly, I can’t see what I’m doing.

Draco: ...

#dracomalfoy #muggleau #drarry #harrypotter #dracomalfoyxharrypotter #dracoxharry #otp #hogwarts #gay #voldemort #gif

[matrixaffiliate]

Patient

Chapter Update! FFN and AO3

One more chapter my friends, and then we'll call this little story finished. Thank you so much to all of you who went on this journey with me. I can't thank you enough for the support!

Last chapter posts on August 24th.

Chapter 8

Harry lay in his back garden on a blanket, much the way he remembered his father doing once the weather finally started warming up. Harry had his arm wrapped around his fiance as they watched the sun set over the trees.

And he was happy.

If you went back two years and described this scene, he would have called you crazy and cruel. If you went back one year and described this scene, he would have called you unrealistic. But being in the scene, feeling it, Harry was just grateful. He was grateful to be wrapped up in Ginny's arms, in his childhood home, healing from his trauma, and getting ready to be married in less than seventy-two hours.

It had been the kind of journey that rips your heart out before putting it back in your chest, somehow stronger and better. He couldn't explain it to anyone, how he would bring his family back in a heartbeat but at the same time, he was grateful for what had happened. But there was just so much of his happiness that he had to attribute to the years of anguish. It sounded crazy, but it was no less true.

So Harry just focused on being grateful, on holding onto Ginny and planning their future together.

"Deep thoughts?" Ginny's voice pulled his eyes back to her and away from the colors of the setting sun.

"All good ones," Harry kissed her nose and smiled when she wrinkled her face at him. "What about you?"

Ginny chuckled, "I was thinking about how grateful I am that I finally saw reason and let Josh plan our wedding. It's nice to feel so calm before a wedding. I've never felt calm before a wedding since I took this job, and this is like a breath of fresh air."

"Helps that you trust Josh," Harry nodded. "If it were your mum or sisters-in-law I don't know if you'd feel so calm."

Ginny shivered, "I think I'd just take over at that point."

"Well, I'm glad that we have Josh then," Harry chuckled, "because I like you all relaxed."

"Oh, really?" Ginny slid a teasing finger under his shirt.

Harry's mind slid very rapidly.

"You know," Ginny continued as her hands wandered, "we should really capitalize on this downtime we have."

"Early honeymoon?" Harry pulled her flush against him to kiss her neck.

"Something like that," Ginny sighed as she rucked his shirt up his chest.

At some point, Harry tired of the chilled evening air and carried his bride back to their bed. It was much later, while Ginny carded her fingers through his hair, that she decided the care-free atmosphere they had wrapped themselves in could wait.

"Children."

Harry paused. She hadn't said it as a question, more like an incantation, as though a baby would appear on the bed beside them at her word. He tilted his head up to look inquisitively at her, but she simply smiled back down at him.

"Er, children?"

"When, love," Ginny rolled her eyes like it was an obvious question.

Harry shrugged, "Whenever."

"I'm serious," Ginny gave him a nudge and Harry smiled at the old joke from his past.

He sat up and pulled her into him, "I'm not joking around Gin. I want children with you, and I want them when you want them."

"You have no preference at all?" Ginny huffed.

"Don't you?"

Ginny sighed, "I don't know, part of me feels like we should be trying already and part of me feels like we should give ourselves a couple of years and part of me thinks that maybe we're too old and this is a bad idea, and all of me feels overwhelmed thinking about it."

"Whoa, hold on," Harry pressed a kiss to her forehead, "I really don't want you stressing about this before we've even decided to try."

"Easy for you to say Mister 'whenever you want;' you put the whole decision on my shoulders."

"Good point," Harry sighed, "alright, I'll be honest, I'd like children sooner rather than later. We're not twenty anymore and raising Teddy in my twenties was exhausting."

"See you've done this before," Ginny huffed, "you know what to expect."

"Not entirely," Harry chuckled. "I wasn't around Tonks much for the time that she was pregnant, and most of Teddy's first couple of years I wasn't his sole guardian. I stepped in at the point where little boys are ready to run for hours and destroy everything in the name of 'I wanted to see what happens,' and when you aren't sure how they got so dirty because you swear you just bathed them."

Ginny laughed and Harry tucked some of her tousled hair behind her ear. "But I do know that raising Teddy was one of the best things that happened to me. And that any children we have will be too."

"Okay," Ginny sighed, "I'm still freaking out a little, but it's good to know that you'd be all for kids right away."

"And I'm happy to wait as well. But from the way Vic talks, you've had your fair share of helping raise your nieces and nephews. She went on and on after dinner one evening about the sleepovers you had with her. You aren't a total novice here, Gin."

Ginny grinned, "They were wicked sleepovers."

"See," Harry pinched her sides, "you'll be an amazing mum."

"And you're already an amazing dad," Ginny brought a tender hand to his cheek and Harry swallowed hard.

"Can we not make me cry right now? I'm sure you'll do a fine job of it once we get to Saturday, but I'd really like to keep the tears from destroying me until then."

Ginny laughed, "Since you asked so nicely, I suppose I can save all of my sentimental thoughts for our vows and just make you bawl like a baby in front of everyone we love instead."

Harry groaned theatrically, "You are so mean to me."

"It's called tough love, I think, " Ginny pushed him back against the pillows before straddling him.

"I can live with that," Harry laughed before pulling her down to him.

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There were things Ginny did that Harry wasn't sure he would ever understand.

For example, Friday night Ginny decided that she wanted Harry to go have dinner with Josh. Why he was having dinner with their wedding coordinator, and not with his bride, was beyond him. Josh was a nice enough bloke, Harry genuinely liked him, but Harry had hoped to spend the night before his wedding with his bride, not his wedding coordinator.

But Harry caved when Ginny told him it would mean a lot to her if he'd just have dinner with Josh and promised him a quiet evening at home after.

"You didn't want a stag do, so just let Josh take you to dinner," she had slid up against him and looked up at him with a small pout before biting her lip and Harry knew he was whipped.

And, oh, how he loved it.

So Harry drove to the swanky restaurant that Josh had suggested with the promise of later with his bride near the front of his mind.

The restaurant was loud and a large part of Harry wanted to drag Josh out of there by his shirt collar to a much less chaotic venue for dinner, but he'd promised Ginny, and so he stuck it out.

"Harry!" Josh cried when he spotted him. "Harry, Harry, Harry, how are you?"

"I'm well aside from our current location," Harry gestured around them.

"Oh you'll love what I've got planned though!" Josh was almost bouncing. "Follow me, this will be so much fun!"

He grabbed Harry's hand and pulled him back through the tables and around the bar until they came to a door.

"I don't suppose I could convince you to wear a blindfold?"

Harry scoffed, "Not on your life, Josh."

Josh shrugged, "I tried. Now, before we go in, know that we all love you and we all want you to remember that."

"Josh," Harry stepped back, "I was told I was having dinner with you tonight."

"Yes," Josh nodded impatiently, "and Ginny was told that she was grabbing a bite with Emily. We all tell lies sometimes, so buck up buttercup and come on."

With a strength that actually surprised Harry, Josh opened the door and pulled him through to a private dining room where several of his friends and family were seated around them. But Harry's eyes immediately found the beautiful red-haired goddess that had beset him from the beginning, smiling and looking just as surprised as he felt.

"Surprise!" Josh shouted.

"Yes," Harry laughed, "I'm very surprised, but what is this?"

Emily pulled Ginny over to where Josh and Harry stood by the door.

"Everyone!" Josh called out, ignoring Harry's question. "I asked you all here because our wonderful couple of honor told me that they didn't need any parties to celebrate their last nights as single people."

Harry rolled his eyes. He was nearly forty, he was too old for this.

"Tonight was organized to show them that they still needed to celebrate something. Tomorrow we'll celebrate with them as they join together forever. Tonight, we celebrate being alive and having friends and family that love us. So without further ado," Josh grabbed Ginny and Harry's hands and held them in the air, "to Harry and Ginny!"

"To Harry and Ginny!" The small group echoed.

When Josh finally let go of Harry's hand, Harry turned to Ginny. "Josh says you were just as clueless as I was about this?"

Ginny sighed and nodded, "I thought Emily was taking me to dinner."

Harry chuckled, "So much for a quiet night in, eh?"

"This isn't so bad," Ginny shrugged, "and just think, our quiet evening tomorrow night will be that much more special."

"Always my optimist," Harry kissed her and Ginny smiled against him.

"I have to keep you from becoming a crotchety old man."

"I thought I was already a crotchety old man."

"Nah, but you show tendencies for it so I'm going to keep you young and hopeful with all my abounding optimism."

"I knew I kept you around for something," Harry placed a teasing kiss along her jawline and laughed when Josh tsked next to them.

"Yes, yes, you're both beautiful people and we all want to age just as perfectly as you both do, but there are guests that I went to all the hard work to collect and get here, so please don't be rude to them."

"You got it, Josh," Harry pulled Ginny into his side. "Let's mingle like we like these people."

"Don't pretend on my account," Teddy's voice called out from behind them.

Harry grinned at his godson, "Don't worry, I won't pretend anything on your account." Then he pulled Teddy into a hug.

"You've both been scarce around the house," Ginny pouted as she pulled Vic into a hug.

"You sound just like Mum," Vic laughed.

"I am going to be your godmother-in-law," Ginny teased. "How many girls are so lucky to have grown up with a member of their husband's family?"

Vic rolled her eyes, "Probably more than just me."

"Point being," Harry gave Ginny a squeeze, "we want to see you more when we're home from our honeymoon."

"Drinks are served!" Josh called out from the door.

Harry looked over and saw trays of champagne being wheeled in. He smiled when Josh walked over with a small tray.

"For my lovely sober friends," he handed them four glasses with a small bow.

"Thanks, Josh," Harry took his glass, "I appreciate it."

"Anything for my favorite clients and better friends," Josh winked at him before sliding away to return the empty tray to one of the carts.

"You three really don't need to keep this up for me." Harry sipped his drink. "I'm not under any illusion that you don't drink when I'm not around."

Teddy quirked a brow at him, "Really? You'd be alright if I went and got sloshed?"

Harry felt the anxiety build up in him but he took a moment, breathing deeply as he worked to maintain the happiness and calm that he had just seconds ago. It wasn't easy but Harry managed to keep control.

"I would honestly prefer that you did it in the safety of your own home," Harry even managed to chuckle, which he was rather proud of, "but as long as you didn't get behind the wheel, yes, I would not think less of you for gorging yourself on champagne."

Teddy grinned at him, "I'm proud of you. But I'm going to decline the offer. I am driving tonight and while I might take a drink on occasion, I'm not the biggest fan of the effect." He held up his glass, "So cheers."

Harry clinked his glass to Teddy's and took a moment to be grateful, grateful that he'd managed to be in control of his anxiety, grateful that he'd been able to separate his happiness from the actions of those around him, and grateful that he was surrounded by people who loved and supported him regardless of his no-alcohol quirks.

He and Ginny continued to mingle around the room, spending time with Arthur and Molly, Nev and Hannah, Bill and Fleur, Ron and Hermione, Luna and Rolf, and Josh and Emily with their spouses.

Dinner was served shortly after and then Harry was surprised how laid back the rest of the evening was. Where it could have been an excuse to have a full party, his friends and family seemed content to just lounge about at the table and chat as if they were all sprawled out in his back garden watching the sunset.

Speaking of the sun...

Ginny was pressed against his side, the back of her chair might as well have not been there. Periodically she would slide against his chest, her sweet-smelling hair rubbing against his shirt and shoulder and completely distracting him from whatever his train of thought had been.

"Harry?" Nev's voice pulled Harry back to the present moment.

Apparently, Harry was doing a shite job at hiding the effect his bride had on him.

"Er, sorry, I guess I'm getting old, completely forgot what we were talking about."

"I'd say you're getting married," Arthur chuckled, "because the only one old enough to make old jokes here is me."

"Am I distracting you, love?" Ginny's sing-song voice was teasing as she batted her eyelashes at him.

Harry could feel his face turning red, but he couldn't really be bothered to care as Ginny's hands wandered under the table.

"Very much so," he managed to sound somewhat composed.

"We all should probably head home," Josh stood, "since all of us have a wedding to attend tomorrow, and at least one of us is in charge of making sure it's perfect."

Harry raised his glass, "And I have full confidence in the man."

Josh winked at him.

"You drove?" Ginny asked as she reached for her purse.

"Yep, I'm guessing Emily picked you up, I didn't see your car when I parked."

Ginny nodded and pulled her arm through his. "Josh really thought of everything."

"I get the sense that as long as a wedding coordinator isn't planning their own wedding, they tend to be rather brilliant at it." He teased.

Ginny elbowed him in the side but laughed, "Why yes, I think we're all rather brilliant."

They said their goodbyes before heading out the door and climbing into his car.

"Did you enjoy teasing me?" Harry asked casually as they drove home.

"Hmm...I don't recall teasing you…" Ginny put on her most innocent face, and Harry grinned.

"Really? You don't recall anything about rubbing bodies or wandering hands?"

"Not a thing," Ginny shrugged.

Harry took his hand off the gear shift and moved it to Ginny's thigh. "Perhaps I can jog your memory?"

Ginny grabbed his hand. "You're driving!"

Harry laughed and pulled his hand back. "Alright, I'll drive and you think about all the ways I'm going to tease you as payback once we're home."

Ginny bit her lip and leaned across to whisper in his ear, "Promise?"

For a second Harry forgot who was teasing whom.

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Harry's wedding day dawned late, just as Ginny had wanted.

Well, they slept later than normal at least, but Harry admitted privately to himself that twenty years ago he would not have thought of waking up at nine in the morning as "late."

That aside, Harry spent much of the morning on his own. Ginny was off to the salon to have her hair done and her nails touched up and her make up applied before heading to the venue to slide into her gown and be ready for the main event. Harry, however, had very little to do before he needed to head over to the venue, and so after kissing Ginny goodbye, he walked into his office.

There was always work to be done: a scan to look over, suspicious activity on a network to look into, or just the regular monthly summary he sent to each client. After an hour or so he made it to a ticket from Nev's office and sent off the finished report to him. A few moments later, Nev's number appeared on Harry's mobile.

"Nev?"

"What in the hell is wrong with you?"

"Something wrong with the report? I thought I understood what you asked for." Harry pulled the ticket back up on his screen. "Did I miss something."

"No you dimwit," Nev sighed, "except that you sent that on your freaking wedding day!"

"I'm not getting married until this afternoon," Harry chuckled. "It isn't like I sent it from my phone while Gin was reading her vows."

"Okay, therapist Neville and cyber sleuth Harry are officially off the clock. Your best friend from A-Levels is coming over and kidnapping you for lunch."

"We went around in my car I'll have you remember." Harry chuckled.

"And we would today, but I'd be worried you would drive us to look at freaking retirement homes." Neville laughed and Harry easily joined in.

"Fine, but we'll have to be back in time for me to pick up my car so I have a way to get my wife home." Harry loved saying that out loud. My wife just had a nice ring to it.

"Be ready to go in twenty minutes and turn off your damned computer." Neville disconnected the call and Harry smiled as he moved his mouse to shut everything down.

"Where to Boss," Harry teased as he climbed in Nev's car, "And where's your wife?"

"Hannah's waiting for a phone call and sent me on ahead. She'll be at the wedding, so no worries there. But the boss wants a sandwich so you're coming along for the ride."

"Sandwiches are always good," Harry leaned back in his seat. "And thank you for kidnapping me. This is much nicer than killing time with work."

"What are friends for? You saved me a time or two from cramming for exams if I remember."

Harry laughed, "I doubt that I'd call those times a favor. Usually, we were chasing girls or football games."

"But we had fun," Nev laughed.

"Remember when we drove all the way to Devon and joined a pick-up game?"

"We wasted so much petrol driving all the way out there. Remember that red-haired kid who let us on his team?" Nev turned into the sandwich joint and started looking for a place to park.

"He didn't even worry about if we were any good," Harry nodded, "what was his name?"

Nev shrugged. "I don't remember."

Harry paused, trying to bring the boy's face back into focus. Slowly his mind's eye cleared and Harry laughed.

"What?" Nev quirked a brow at him.

"I'd bet a tenner that boy was my future brother-in-law."

Nev shook his head. "Are you sure you're not just creating connections?"

Harry pulled out his phone, "Only one way to find out."

He hit Ron's picture on his phone and waited.

"Harry? Everything alright, mate?" Ron's voice was concerned and Harry could hear Rose fussing in the background.

"Everything's fine, I just have a quick question. Did you ever let a couple of strange teens who drove into Devon randomly play a pick-up game with you?"

"Er," Ron paused, "yeah, I reckon we did. I always let anyone who wanted to play on my team."

Harry chuckled, "I'm pretty sure Nev and I were those blokes at one point."

Ron was quiet.

"Ron?"

"Hold on," Ron's voice sounded, "I'm stalking your social media for images of you as a teenager."

Harry laughed.

"You know I think I do remember you two," Ron laughed finally, "Small world, eh?"

"Very," Harry agreed. "I'll see you later today then?"

"You better," Ron paused before adding, "and I'm glad you found your way back to us, Harry."

"Me too, Ron," Harry smiled as he sat down across from Neville.

"So it was him?" Nev asked Harry slid his phone back into his pocket.

"Yep, which I believe means you owe me a tenner." Harry grinned.

"I'll buy you lunch instead you cheeky git," Nev shoved him and laughed.

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Neville dropped Harry back at home with just enough time to shower and grab his things before driving to the venue. Harry quadruple checked the list he and Ginny had made of all the things he should bring before climbing into the car and heading toward the rest of his life.

That thought made him smile. The rest of his life no longer seemed bleak. It gleamed with hope in front of him. It was something to look forward to. And that was an amazing feeling. It was exhilarating to the point that it put a rather goofy smile on Harry's face, which he normally tried to keep rather stoic. But today he didn't care. He was getting married; wasn't he supposed to have a goofy smile?

Harry walked into the venue with that goofy smile on his face and ran right into Josh.

"Oh good, you're right on time!" Josh exclaimed before pulling him into a quick hug. "Now handsome, I need you in that tux yesterday and then we're going to get you flowered up."

Harry chuckled, "Just point me to my room and tell me where flowers are."

"Oh no, no, no," Josh shook his head. "You're the groom, I'm taking you myself." He plucked Harry's tux and duffle bag from him before linking his arm with Harry's and pulling him down the corridor.

"I'm alright, Josh, really," Harry tried to grab his things back but Josh tsked at him.

"There are only so many days you get to be a king, Harry, enjoy them when they come."

"I've never wanted to be a king," Harry countered.

"You're a much better man than most, my dear. Trust me, because you don't want to be a king makes you all the more deserving of being treated like one today."

"You're too good, Josh." Harry chuckled as Josh opened a door that had a chalkboard sign with the word groom scrawled across it.

"Nah," Josh switched on the light before hanging up Harry's tux. "I'm just good to good people. I'm a nightmare to those I don't like."

"Josh," Harry took his duffle bag back, "I hope you know how much I appreciate this. You taking our wedding on has made things so much easier on Gin, and I really can't thank you enough for that."

Josh grinned, "You're wedding has been a welcome break from some of the chaos on my plate, so thank you. Honestly, having sane people to work with has been so refreshing."

Harry grinned, "I'm only sane with those people I like. I'm a right nutter to those I don't."

Josh burst out laughing, "I see what you did there. Alright, clever specky git, I'll be back in ten minutes to take you to flowers and then your godchildren should be ready for pictures with you."

"What no bow on your way out?" Harry teased.

Josh flipped him off before closing the door.

The next hour or so was reminiscent of Teddy and Vic's wedding. Harry had flowers pinned to his jacket before being led to the photographer where he and Teddy and Vic took pictures. It was comforting, the familiarity of it all.

And maybe that was why he didn't see it coming. He should have, really. Not only did he know they were doing pictures before the ceremony, but Vic had also done it to Teddy, and Harry had been witness to it. Regardless, it still felt like it had come out of left field when after walking to where the photographer had indicated, he turned around and saw Ginny.

He'd seen the dress. It had hung in their room for more than a week now. But he hadn't seen the dress on Ginny.

And he was floored.

It was a cliche, to think that seeing Ginny in her wedding dress would somehow be awe-inspiring. But until Harry saw her in the dress, the whole day had lacked the magic he'd been told to expect.

Which made sense, because up to that moment, the day had lacked the most magical person he knew.

"Wow," was all he managed to say.

It seemed to be enough as Ginny beamed at him and closed the distance between them. Harry quickly met her halfway, and while somewhere in the back of his mind he could hear the sounds of a camera clicking, none of it mattered as he wrapped his arms around his bride.

Ginny pulled back far sooner than he would have preferred.

"There'll be plenty of time later love," she whispered, "the rest of our lives, really."

Harry had never had a problem with his age before. But at that moment, he wanted to go back and find Ginny sooner, find her when he was twenty or sixteen or even eleven because he wanted to spend more than just the rest of his life with her, he wanted his entire life with her. He wanted hundreds of years with her.

But at least he was getting her now before his life was completely spent when they still had decades ahead of them.

"I can't wait," he finally whispered back, stealing one last kiss before letting the world back into the little bubble of solitude he'd imagined around them.

The next hour was taken up with more picture taking, mostly of just him and Ginny. But the last bit served as a reminder to Harry for how big Ginny's family was as each brother and his family were given a chance to have pictures taken with Gin and him. Then the group picture was an exercise in controlled chaos as they worked to get as many of the nieces and nephews to look at the photographer, as well as trying to organize everyone so they all fit in the frame, while keeping Teddy and Vic firmly to Harry's left, and Ginny on his right arm.

By the end of it, Harry was ready for the honeymoon to start for no other reason than it would lack the need of a photographer.

And then Josh was there, swooping in like a saving grace, directing everyone to the hall where the ceremony would be held. He slid next to Harry and handed him a flask.

"It's Diet Coke. You look like you could use some caffeine."

"Josh, if you've been carrying around a flask of Diet Coke just for me today I might threaten to pay you." Harry teased but gratefully took the flask.

"It's for Ginny too," Josh pulled it from his hands and handed it to Ginny. "Although fair warning I might have taken a drink on accident, but I've had all my shots so you should be fine."

Ginny rolled her eyes before taking a drink and handing it back to Harry. "Does Ted have our rings?"

"I have them right now, I'll hand them over before they start the music."

Ginny pushed up and kissed his cheek, "Thank you."

"Thank you," Harry tried to pull her in for a much more serious kiss but Josh pulled Harry backward.

"Alright, my liege let's wait for you to actually marry your queen before you completely ruin her makeup. Besides I need you both in your places in thirty seconds if we're going to stay on schedule."

Harry rolled his eyes as Ginny laughed. "Let's get this show on the road."

Things went very quickly after that. The only repose being when Ginny walked down the aisle. But Harry couldn't remember anything that was said in the ceremony, and he was incredibly grateful they had written their vows down because there was no way he would have been able to come up with anything to say. Plus he couldn't remember what Ginny had said. He remembered how he felt, how his heart had ached with how much he loved her, and his eyes had been wet with tears, but he very much wanted to read Ginny's vows when things were slower and he had time to process it all, remember it, words and feelings together.

The rest of the afternoon didn't slow down. The meal seemed to slip right past him and then suddenly they were cutting the cake and he turned around and they were dancing their first dance. And before he knew it, he was sitting outside Ginny's room as she changed so they could drive home.

"I've got everyone lined up to see you off," Josh sat down next to him.

"Thanks, Josh, tonight has been amazing." Harry rested his head back against the wall.

"Welcome to the brotherhood of married men," Josh tapped his knee against Harry's, "I think you'll like it here. It's full of compromise and personal growth, but also a lot of happiness."

"I'm rather looking forward to it all," Harry chuckled, "mostly because it includes doing all that with Gin."

"You'll be just fine," Josh grinned.

"I think your right," Ginny smiled from the open door as Luna and Molly helped her with her things.

"We'll get these to your car, dear, then off you go." Molly readjusted Ginny's dress in her arms. "What time is your flight?"

"Noon, so we'll be a bit pressed but I think we'll be alright." Ginny winked at Harry who smirked back at her.

"Set an extra alarm or two," Molly laughed before kissing her daughter and son-in-law goodbye. Luna did the same before dancing along behind Molly as they moved down the corridor.

"Ready you two?" Josh pushed up off his chair.

"Definitely," Ginny snuggled in close to Harry's side. "Take me home, husband."

"But of course, wife," Harry laughed when Josh rolled his eyes at them.

"You two are adorable." Then he wrapped them both in a hug. "Now go give these people the send-off they deserve and get out of here."

When they pushed open the doors, Harry was honestly surprised by the crowd. They'd opted for a small guest list, but it felt like there were a great deal more people than they'd invited.

His car thankfully had only a "just married" decal on the back window. He'd have to take Teddy and Vic to dinner to thank them for that. It was one of the few things he asked Teddy to make sure didn't happen at the wedding.

Harry helped Ginny into the car, waved goodbye to the crowd, and climbed into the peacefully quiet car.

"Holy shite, we survived," Ginny threw her head back against the seat.

"Let's get out of here before you jinx us," Harry buckled his seatbelt before pulling onto the road.

"Can we stop and get food?" Ginny tossed her phone in her lap. "I only managed to eat some of my dinner between all the toasts and cutting the cake with you was all the more cake I got."

Harry nodded, "You're brilliant, you are. I had about the same. What do you want?"

"Pizza," Ginny said after a moment. "We'll take it home and eat it naked on our bed."

"Kinky."

"Just get me pizza, Potter."

"Right away, Mrs. Potter."

Pulling up to their home felt right in so many ways. Most couples choose to find some hotel or bed and breakfast to spend their wedding night, but for Harry, this symbolized a new beginning. Spending their wedding night in the home that he grew up in, lost, and then found again, felt like he was coming full circle in his life. That where everything had started and ended was now going to start again. He was being given another shot at happiness in the place where it had all fallen apart, and marrying Ginny was a major part of finding that happiness.

And drifting off to sleep, pizza box tossed somewhere on the floor, Ginny pressed against his side, five alarms set so they wouldn't miss their flight, Harry smiled, completely content and sure that this happiness would follow him through the rest of his life.

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