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imaginejamesandsirius · 1 year

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Can you do something like.. Muggleborn James who was raised in a abusive orphanage, comes to hogwarts and he is all jumpy and flinching whenever someone touches him and Sirius is his friend (Love interest) notices it and asks him about him and he is all nervous and something like that...? May be with Walburga and Orion as nice parents? LOL I know that wont happen but still.. And with getting together fic or pre-relationship? Thank You!! They are like 15 years old.. 💖💖

((A/N: In keeping with the prompt, there are references to child abuse, though there is no real discussion of it.))

Strictly speaking, Sirius didn't have friends.

He didn't care for his dormmates all that much. At first it was because they were weird, and then it was because they were dumb. He didn't really mean it as a judgment, but it was true. They couldn't keep up with him in any of their classes, and when he was younger, he didn't know why they didn't understand it because it was so simple, and by the time he figured out that his pre-Hogwarts education was more extensive than virtually everyone else's in his year, he'd already ostracized all of them.

It got better as the years went by. They were all stuck in the same room after all, and it was easier to feign pleasantries than hold a grudge for the remaining years of their schooling.

They were friendly, but they weren't friends.

That suited Sirius just fine, as the only company he could stand was that of his family. One of his cousins was set to graduate this year, and his little brother was finally at Hogwarts.

Sirius figured it would be a good year with two people he could talk to. Next year, there was no telling, but for fifth year, he would take having two family members and tolerable dormmates.

All of that changed when someone new transferred to Hogwarts.

James Potter, muggleborn, Gryffindor, and fifth year.

Sirius had never believed in love at first sight before, but the moment he laid eyes on that wide smile and his sparkling brown eyes, he knew he was lost.

"D'you want to sit with me?" Sirius asked. He'd already sat at the Gryffindor table, so he looked up at James as he asked it. Was there any angle James didn't look wonderful from? This position better let Sirius see the dimple in his cheek when he smiled, and Sirius's heart skipped a beat.

"Sure. Thanks."

They sat through the Sorting, and Regulus gave Sirius a wave once he was sat further down at the table after being Sorted into Gryffindor.

"You know him?" James whispered.

"My brother. Can't you see the family resemblance?" Sirius asked with a smirk, elbowing James playfully.

James flinched at the touch, and Sirius pulled his arm back to himself quickly. "Er-" James glanced down the table at Regulus again, then gave Sirius a small, awkward smile. "Guess so."

That was a strange reaction, but Sirius wasn't going to call attention to it when their friendship was so new and the Sorting was still happening.

As time went on, Sirius noticed that James always did that. Flinched at unexpected touches. Flinched at anything that was a gentled version of a hit. Slaps to the shoulder, a poke to the ribs, hell, even hugging him got that reaction if he didn't see it coming.

Sirius didn't know the cause of James's behaviour, but he did know that he didn't like it.

James was amazing. He was a drop of sunshine bound in human form. He laughed so freely and loved so much. He didn't deserve so much as a hangnail, much less whatever happened to him to make him flinch all the time.

Sirius, as the wonderful best mate (and potential boyfriend) that he was, did his best.

He made sure that James could always see him coming before he put an arm over his shoulders, he only ruffled James's hair when he was already touching him, and he'd stopped hugging him from behind entirely, even though he loved to lace his fingers across James's stomach and press his forehead against the back of his neck. Mild sacrifices had to be made for the greater good, sad but true. And James's happiness was the greater good, as far as Sirius was concerned.

James wasn't solely his first real friend, he was his best friend. Sirius could be friends with every other person in Hogwarts, and James would still be flying ahead of them all as first. They did everything together, because a moment apart was a moment wasted. They never got tired of each other, and it was a miracle, because even Regulus, as much as Sirius loved him, grated on his nerves if they were around each other for too long. That didn't happen with James. All Sirius did was crave more of his time, more of his attention, more of his laughter, more of his touch, just more.

And yes, Sirius fancied him, but that wasn't all this was. If he stopped fancying him tomorrow, he'd still want more in a way he couldn't describe in a few words.

After a few months, Sirius felt they had been friends for long enough that he could ask James straight out what was going on.

Unfortunately, when Sirius asked, "Why do you flinch when people touch you?" he didn't get a real answer.

Not unless he considered, "What? I don't," a real answer.

Which he didn't.

It was certainly not a real answer, it was a denial of it existing at all, and Sirius was sure that it did. He was obsessed with James; he was sure that he was right about its existence. But if James didn't want to talk about it, then Sirius wasn't going to push it.

"Have you got plans for Winter Hols?" Sirius asked.

"Other than staying here?" James asked with an ever-present smile as he tossed himself on Sirius's bed.

"You're staying at Hogwarts over break?"

"That's what I said." James raised a hand and traced over the constellations Sirius had charmed to the roof of his four poster. He did this near every time he laid in Sirius's bed, and it made Sirius warm to witness.

"What about your family?"

"Haven't got any," James said, a feigned casualness to his voice-- as if Sirius couldn't see through that in a second. "I was in a muggle orphanage before the Headmaster tracked me down."

"How's that possible? Did you- did you not know about magic until this term?"

"No, my parents raised me until I was eleven. Apparently they told Professor Dumbledore they were going to homeschool me, so no one thought anything of it when I didn't show for first year." He rolled his head to the side to grin at Sirius. "Imagine what we could've been getting up to if I'd been here the whole time."

"Hogwarts would no longer be standing," Sirius said with a mirrored grin.

There was a pit in his stomach at James's words, though. His parents raised him until he was eleven but then he'd been in a muggle orphanage? He was leaving important details out, and while Sirius wanted to press him until he got answers-- until he knew every single thing that was possible to know about James-- he knew that he didn't want to talk about it. James had changed the subject to happier topics-- their friendship-- so he would let it go.

For now.

He was not, however, going to let James spend the Winter Hols alone in Hogwarts when Sirius had a home more than big enough to host him, and plenty of events that could entertain the both of them. Although he would like to think that James would be more than happy with just Sirius for entertainment, there were parties and such Sirius had to attend, and they would be so much more fun with James at his side. And with James out of the magical world for however long, maybe he would find it fun to attend the Black's Winter Ball.

Sirius wasted no time in writing a letter to his parents and sending it off-- asking for a prompt answer, of course. Usually he let them answer his letters in their own time, but he needed to lock James in for break as soon as he could.

Luckily, over breakfast the next morning, the family owl dropped him a response. Sirius tore the letter open and offered Starry-- this is what came from letting a five year old Regulus choose the name-- a piece of bacon absently. Starry took the food, gave Sirius's fingers an affectionate nip, then took off.

"What's that?" James asked, accustomed to Sirius sharing every little detail of the day with him.

Sirius's eyes scanned the letter quickly. He picked up the words 'of course' and 'always welcome', and he grinned victoriously. He looked over at James. "Care to spend Winter Hols with me?"

"What?" He looked blind-sided by the offer, as if it had never occurred to him that Sirius might go this route. It was quite strange, considering there were times when Sirius could swear James had read his mind.

"I asked my parents and they said it was fine. So?"

James hesitated.

Sirius needed to act fast, or James would come up with a suitable excuse and he would feel like a pillock for forcing him to agree-- even though he did truly believe James would enjoy his break more with Sirius than in Hogwarts. "I'm only asking to be nice. You're coming with me whether you like it or not. No way am I standing through another family ball while Mrs. Huntington tells me how well I'm growing up." Sirius was adept at avoiding her, but she creeped him out and standing by Regulus (now that he was old enough to attend) wasn't a good deterrent for her. "You can't possibly leave me alone with all those people. I see them every year."

"I- I don't have anything to wear to a ball."

"You can wear something of mine," Sirius said with a shrug. He stole James's cup of pumpkin juice and took a drink before returning it. "We're pretty much the same size, so it'll only take a few alterations to make it presentable on you. Any other ways you want to try and get out of this?" Sirius asked with a smirk.

James sighed as if he was put upon, but there was a hint of a smile playing at his mouth. "Fine. I suppose spending Winter Hols with you won't be all bad. I'll get to see your house. You've talked about it so much I feel as though I know the layout already."

Sirius had only talked about it so much to try and get James interested in visiting. "Good, then you'll be right at home."

When James met Sirius's parents, they embraced him as if they'd known him for years-- as if Sirius had been bringing him to visit every year that he'd been gone at Hogwarts.

Sirius didn't see it coming in time to stop it from happening, but he did see the usual twitch to James's shoulders at the unexpected touch. He also saw the way his parents noticed James's reaction. His father met his eyes over James's head, and understanding passed between them. Sirius gave a small shake of his head; he didn't know why, only that it was.

"Nice to finally meet you, James," Mum said as they pulled back. "Sirius talks about you so much, it's nice to put a face to the name."

"Mum," Sirius groaned as heat rose in his cheeks.

"Oh hush up, you finally have a friend I can tease you about. It's well within my motherly right to take advantage of such an opportunity."

That did not help his blush lessen.

"Leave off the poor boy, Walburga. Regulus, how was your first term at Hogwarts?"

"It was amazing," Regulus said, and then he was off, filling in their parents on every little thing he enjoyed (and didn't) about school.

"Sorry about them," Sirius muttered.

"Don't be, I think it's sweet," James said, a soft smile on his face.

"Sweet? How so?"

"I dunno," James said, shrugging one shoulder. "I guess I like that you like me as much as I like you, y'know? Sometimes it feels like you put up with me."

"Put up with you?" Sirius repeated incredulously. Since James was already looking at him, he lifted an arm and put it around James's shoulders, pulling him a little closer as they walked behind the rest of his family. "Mate, I put up with the rest of the blokes in our year. I haven't had any problem ignoring them for the last four years. You are my best friend, and it would do you well to remember it."

"I suppose I can do that," James said, ducking his head shyly.

Sirius wanted to coo over how buggering cute he was, but he managed to restrain himself. Barely.

Sirius showed off a bit when they got home, wanting for James to be impressed by him. Normally, all he had to do was be himself and James was impressed, but now that they were away from Hogwarts, he felt like he had something to prove.

He showed him the family tree and the portraits that lined the hallways, the heavy dining room table, and the most comfortable couch in the world that sat in front of their fireplace.

It was only after Sirius dragged James to his room and asked if he thought the bed would be big enough, that he noticed how awestruck James looked by everything. Sirius stopped speaking abruptly as colour filled James's cheeks when he glanced at Sirius's bed.

"You alright?" Sirius asked.

"We're going to share?"

"We don't have to," Sirius said slowly, trying to puzzle out why James was blushing. "Another can be brought in. Or," he added, not wanting to suggest it but knowing that he should, "you can sleep in a guest room. I just thought- you know, that it wouldn't be a big deal if we shared. We've done it before at Hogwarts, and those beds are a lot smaller."

"Smaller, yeah, but that was different."

"How?" Sirius asked. He hadn't felt this confused by James since the first week of term when they barely knew each other.

James shifted his weight awkwardly. Awkwardness didn't suit him. It sat wrong on his shoulders, like it had been placed there by accident. "Er, I dunno. It was just- different."

"Okay," Sirius said, drawing out the word for several seconds as he tried to parse out what was going on in James's head.

All at once the answer came to him, and his shoulders slumped.

James must've realised that Sirius fancied him, and he thought it was too awkward to bring up! He must've figured it out recently, since there's no way he would've agreed to spend the entire break with Sirius if he'd known the whole time.

"Look, I didn't know you'd be this bent out of shape over how I felt, but it's not a problem, yeah? We have like, twenty guest rooms in this place. It won't be a problem to clean one up for you."

James blinked at him. It looked like he'd gotten caught up in something Sirius had said at the very beginning, which didn't make sense.

It didn't make sense until, that is, James said, "How you feel?"

"Well, yeah. Isn't that why you thought it would be weird for us to both stay in my bed?" Sirius didn't know what to do with the way this conversation was going. He'd been sure that he figured out why James was being weird, only now it looked like maybe that wasn't the case. If he was wrong, then what had been the reason? And, almost as importantly, how was it only the first day of break and he'd already managed to bugger this up?

This was the real reason he didn't have friends; he couldn't maintain a relationship with anyone he wasn't related to.

"I- what feelings?"

"I fancy you?" Sirius ventured, less sure of himself than ever.

James's eyes went wide behind his glasses. "You do?"

"Something tells me you didn't already know, like I thought you did," Sirius said. His heart fell, but he refused to be embarrassed about it. Clearly, James wasn't going to run away screaming, so he was fine.

"Why did you think I knew?"

"Because you didn't want us to stay in the same room! It made sense ten seconds ago. Alright fine, that wasn't it," Sirius said, waving his hand through the air dismissively like he could physically remove that from the conversation. "What was bothering you, then?"

"I wouldn't say bother," James hedged, but it was weak. He sighed a second later and crossed his arms over his chest. "I didn't say we should have separate rooms because you fancy me, I was saying it because I fancy you."

Sirius laughed, loud and bright. "That's hilarious. We're not too good at this feeling business."

He didn't respond for a second, and Sirius worried that maybe it was funnier to him than it was to James and he'd just cocked this up. But that second passed, and he was laughing along. "Maybe in the future we should leave each other notes when we need to talk."

“Sounds good to me.”

#prongsfoot #fanfic #marauders #james potter #sirius black #hogwarts time #getting together #no voldemort au #muggleborn james #siriuslystarbucks

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shootingthe-stars · 9 hours

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with every god awful take about james potter on the internet an angel loses its wings.

what do you mean he didn’t care about the dark arts and death eaters until it affected him personally. what. you mean the famously blood traitor potter family? you mean one of the only actual canon things we have about james being that he hated the dark arts? you mean the james that yelled at snape for calling lily a mudblood?? you mean the james that went on the front lines of a war he had the privilege to not fight in????

please anti blood supremacy is literally ingrained in his core beliefs can we just keep this ONE THING about him 😭

#james potter #morally gray james potter #yeah he was a bit over his head and bullied snape #but if there’s one thing about james it’s that he does not FUCK with blood supremacy and death eaters #he married a muggleborn without a care for what it could do to him #HE SUPPORTED HIS WEREWOLF FRIEND AT EVERY STEP #sorry i saw shit on twitter this is why i hate that app #jily #marauders #the marauders #using that take to defend that ship too like u know you can ship it without destroying his character right…

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kayrma · 1 year

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no way i'm going through the jily tag and being bombarded by jegulus posts when i literally have jegulus blacklisted i fucking hate this new wave of marauders teenagers

#stop shipping james with his brother's brother you're weird!#like the ship definitely only came about because teenage girls love gay ships like aw straight fujoshis but this time they say they're gay #also james would have hated regulus like regulus still joined the death eaters and james would stick by sirius no matter what #also what the FUCK is jegulily like regulus definitely still hated muggle borns and lily is still a muggleborn lmao #jily #marauders

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fanfictionroxs · 4 months

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I headcanon Lily as more of a loner who honestly grows a bit afraid/vary of friendships after Snape and Petunia. She is popular and has acquaintances, but they are kept at arm's length because her trust has evaporated after being betrayed by people most close to her. I think she would genuinely let only muggleborns come close to her which is why I think her and Mary could have been somewhat good friends.

The fact that she gave James a chance to get close to her after he seemed to have cleaned up his act.. it seems like a miracle and a good step towards healing and moving on. Theirs might not have been the most perfect relationship at the start of their dating life, but he was what she sorely needed.. someone who would stick by her without any prejudices. James accepted all parts of her, muggle and witch, and he fought for all of it which I think was really helpful in showing her how much he valued her and her kind.

Another reason why I feel she's a loner is because she doesn't want anyone else. Petunia and Severus? They were it for her.

I always think that Snape was to Lily what Sirius was to James. Letting him go was difficult, but she did it, she had to. Add to the fact that she knew somewhere that she was losing Petunia too.. Snape was the last vestiges of her childhood. Losing him must have felt like she was losing everything that marked her childhood, her sister and her best friend. Accepting that must be so difficult, so hurtful, so lonely because it was so much more than a simple end to a friendship.. it was prejudice ruining another one of Lily's relationships. A magical freak to Petunia, a dirty product of muggles to Severus.

Lily wants the people she knows she can't have because the only way to have them is to betray her values, her dignity and herself. She will not turn her back to magic to appease her sister and she will not turn her back to muggles or muggleborns, her own kind, to appease her best friend.

So.. Lily stays alone. Better be alone than be scarred again. Tending those wounds is not easy when she is daily wounded on the battlefield. It's best to be alone like a bat in its cave than seek out new ways to hurt herself. James is a risk enough already and who knows when he too will turn against her and abandon her just like Petunia and Sev?

So.. Lily stays alone.

#lily evans #petunia dursley #severus snape #james potter #hp meta #character analysis #harry potter #mauraders #the marauders #jily #snily #muggleborn #harry potter and the deathly hallows #fanfictionroxs writes

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tantalizingdaydream · 26 days

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every once and a while ill go back to my roots and read a marauders era fic and i just need to say jily is so cute like they invented enemies to lovers they invented golden retriever boyfriend i love them so much im currently reading this one fic and its so insanely good i just finished another jily fic yesterday that i was following i need more jily-focused fics

#jily #james potter + lily evans #marauders era #marauders #james potter #lily evans #this fic has marlene being a BITCH but thats okay because i understand her #i love lily muggleborn angst like i just want to tuck her into bed and give her a kiss

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fanfic-lover-girl · 2 months

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Double Standards: Malfoys vs Weasleys Edition

I'm on a roll, baby! TWO double standards today! All from book 4!

Nepotism/Favoritism

Moody’s magical eye spun around to stare at Ron; Ron looked extremely apprehensive, but after a moment Moody smiled – the first time Harry had seen him do so. ‘You’ll be Arthur Weasley’s son, eh?’ Moody said. ‘Your father got me out of a very tight corner a few days ago …”

. . . my husband, Arthur, has just managed to get prime tickets through his connections at the Department of Magical Games and Sports.

Fudge, who wasn’t listening, said, “Lucius has just given a very generous contribution to St Mungo’s Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries, Arthur. He’s here as my guest.”

Bonus from Book 5

Harry distinctly heard the gentle clinking of what sounded like a full pocket of gold. ‘Really, just because you are Dumbledore’s favourite boy, you must not expect the same indulgence from the rest of us … shall we go up to your office, then, Minister?’

What I find most notable here is the difference in nature between the scenarios. The Malfoys' nepotism is more quid pro quo. Charity donations and political bribery. Whereas Authur Weasley seems to have used his position to help people like the Bagmans skirt the law. A government official helps another official's relative with a sketchy situation and in return, he gets expensive, premier seats?! Sounds a bit corrupt to me.

But hardly anyone in HP fandom has an issue with nepotism when the Weasleys do it. Nope, it's only bad when the rich Malfoys do it, duh!

Discrimination

Mum’s writing to the Muggles to ask you to stay. We’re coming for you whether the Muggles like it or not, you can’t miss the World Cup, only Mum and Dad reckon it’s better if we pretend to ask their permission first. Ron, it’s all OK, the Muggles say I can come.

Mr Malfoy’s eyes had returned to Hermione, who went slightly pink, but stared determinedly back at him. Harry knew exactly what was making Mr Malfoy’s lip curl. The Malfoys prided themselves on being pure-bloods; in other words, they considered anyone of Muggle descent, like Hermione, second-class.

Bonus: Weasley hypocrisy

“That’s sick,” Ron muttered, watching the smallest Muggle child, who had begun to spin like a top, sixty feet above the ground, his head flopping limply from side to side. “That is really sick…”

What I found very fascinating is how the discrimination is presented. The Weasleys' disgusting prejudice towards muggles is very casual. It's treated as normal and acceptable: for heaven's sake, Harry (our wonderful hero) even participates in dehumanizing his relatives. I bet most HP readers don't even bat an eye - JKR has trained the reader to accept muggle dehumanization. Yet, what I find strange is that Harry has to literally spell out the Malfoy's distaste for Hermione. Why is JKR wasting her time with this? By book 4, we already know how the Malfoys feel about Hermione. I think it's another indicator of JKR's crappy writing.

Anyway, after we see the appalling way the Weasleys treat the Durselys and the Grangers, JKR expects her readers to swallow Ron acting as a moral compass when he sees the muggle family being tortured? Please.

People need to remember that we are the muggles. Would you prefer the Malfoys who hate all things muggle and mainly want their world to be separate from muggles and keep to themselves (which Draco said way back in book 1 when he met Harry)?? Or would you prefer the Weasleys who have little respect for muggles and have little qualms about invading your home and bodily autonomy?

As a black woman, I prefer a KKK racist who lives far away from me and who I will probably never see in my lifetime. Compared to a white liberal who causally asks me degrading questions every day like why my English is so good when I am from Jamaica. Or anyone else for that matter who makes me feel insecure about my culture and abilities. All under the guise of being a so-called ally.

Truly, between the Malfoys and Weasleys, who has caused muggles more harm on screen or on paper?? I don't know how many people Lucius hurt as a DE besides the poor Roberts family but given JKR treats muggles as NPCs in her books, I guess those rando people Lucius may have killed don't matter :(. And why were muggles there anyway?! At a wizarding event?! That poor Mr. Roberts being treated worse than a dog by people who are supposed to be pro-muggle leaning.

At that moment, a wizard in plus-fours appeared out of thin air next to Mr Roberts’s front door. “Obliviate!” he said sharply, pointing his wand at Mr Roberts. “Been having a lot of trouble with him. Needs a Memory Charm ten times a day to keep him happy.”

Sigh. Muggles deserved better. Forget Draco calling Hermione a mudblood. Like that slur means anything to Hermione anyway. Or has any meaningful impact. Muggles are the true victims in these books.

#double standards #weasley family #malfoy family #weasleys vs malfoys #anti weasleys #lucius malfoy #authur weasley #harry potter series #goblet of fire #nepotism #muggle and muggleborn discrimination #muggles are the true victims of hp #muggles deserved better #anti jkr #ron weasley critical #harry james potter critical

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aj-lenoire · 2 months

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i do not enjoy harry potter anymore and even when i did, snape was not a character i ever liked, but for some reason my ‘for you’ page is just full of dedicated snape stan accounts and i hate it

#anti jk rowling #anti severus snape #anti harry potter #like okay i remain a strong proponent of ‘you are allowed to like whatever fiction you like’#but it’s important to consider whether the author—when presenting certain subjects—critically evaluates their own opinion on those subjects #like how stephanie meyer in twilight thinks it’s funny to have all the vampires make dog jokes at jacob because he’s a werewolf #but he’s native so it comes off as REALLY racist #(and also in the case of jkr specifically she’s using her money from hp to fund terf shit LET HP DIE)#and the dozen-ish snape takes i’ve seen seem to demonstrate these accounts are either not interested in or cannot critically evaluate snape #a character written by a woman to be a redeemable asshole who take out a petty schoolyard resentment against a kid’s dad ON THE KID #the orphaned abused kid i might add—when the redeemable man in question is implied to have come from an abusive home himself #i just saw one like ‘oh if it’s okay to call him ‘snivellus’ then it must be okay to call luna ‘loony’ right?#sorry when was luna joining a hate group against muggles and muggle-borns #i don’t deny james and co bullied snape quite viciously but he gave back just as much and also never grew out of that pettiness #not to mention he only turned from voldemort because he was specifically going to kill lily #all other muggleborns dying was apparently just fine by him #i still don’t get the love of this character not because it’s a bad thing to like villainous characters #but it’s ALWAYS the justification of his actions—as if he was in the right to bully harry (an orphaned abused child) because of harry’s dad #there’s no criticism consideration of the author’s biases in there #should you not be a bit concerned that she thinks calling your best friend a slur ‘ONE TIME’ is something that should be just forgotten #aj abstractions

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ch1llyic3y · 1 year

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Sirius: Alice, lovely as usual.

Alice: Cousin.

Sirius: Come on prongs *looks over his shoulder* EAT DICK LONGBOTTOM

James: He’s your cousin too.

Sirius: every arsehole around here is my cousin!

(From a jily fic I read earlier)

#harry potter #the marauders #marauders era #lily evans #James Potter #prongs #padfoot #moony #wolfstar #jily #alice fortescue #frank longbottom #muggleborn #purebloods #severus snape #wormtail #remus lupin #jily fanfiction #marauders incorrect quotes

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mediocre-daydreams · 2 years

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you go pumpkin picking with james

(769) // james potter has no idea what a pumpkin looks like...

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

“i thought they’d be… smaller.” james stares down at a pumpkin with his arms crossed and a disappointed look on his face. “and i thought they’d be cuter.”

“hey, don’t talk to gourdon like that!” you pressed yourself to james’ back and looped your arms through his. your head poked out so you could admire ‘gourdon.’ gourdon was admittedly not the prettiest. he was slightly dented on one side and coated in a layer of dry, dusty dirt.

“gourdon?” james wondered, craning his neck to look back at you. you raised your eyebrows, challenging him to question you. james grinned. “okay, okay, gourdon.”

“have some respect, would you? this is a very important muggle tradition and i feel like you’re not taking my culture seriously.”

james crouched down and brushed the dirt off gourdon. he examined the pumpkin for a moment and then patted it decisively. he looked up at you, pouting. “gourdon says he doesn’t want to come home with us.”

“yeah, because you were being mean to him.”

“babe, look me in the eye and tell me that gourdon is cute.”

“cuter than you,” you mumbled.

“hey!” james wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you close until you were flush against his chest. james was tall. he bent down until his face was close enough to yours that his breath tickled your cheeks. it was cold enough to see the puffs of air coming from his mouth. “are you gonna leave me for gourdon?”

you shook your head and your nose scrunched in distaste. “don’t be stupid,” you chided. james opened his mouth, most likely to protest the teasing nickname, but you were quick to shut him up with a kiss. when you pulled back, james was smiling—smiling stupidly.

“okay, whatever, you win,” james conceded, rubbing his nose against yours.

you gave him another chaste peck before gently pushing yourself away. “we still have to find a proper pumpkin,” you said. “we can find a small one, if you’d like, but that’ll make it harder to carve.”

james took your hand, threading his fingers through yours. despite having bundled up this omrning, the october chill had made the tips of your fingers numb. james was always warm, and you melted into his touch like a chocolate chip softening in the oven.

james swung your intertwined hands as the two of you wandered through haphazard rows of pumpkins, smiling to the little kids running around the field. “i used to be one of those kids,” you said, watching as a boy with a thick, wool sweater waved furiously at his parents to come see the pumpkin he’d chosen. “i can’t imagine not doing this every year. i mean, have you never gone pumpkin picking to make pumpkin juice or pumpkin pie or anything?”

james hummed. “well, you know i’m not much of a cook. we buy our pumpkin juice and my mom’s only made pumpkin pie once, but not with the whole pumpkin.” james hesitated. “don’t laugh, but i honestly thought pumpkins were like… berries. y’know, like strawberries or blueberries in fruit juice.”

you looked up at james, whose cheeks were pink—from the cold or from embarrassment, you weren’t sure. “you’ve… you’ve never seen a pumpkin before?”

“well, i have now!” james pouted at you.

you sighed, smiling contentedly at him. you imagined you must’ve looked stupidly in love too. “i’ll cut you some slack, but only because you’re paying. now hurry up! i wanna find a good one before they’re all gone.” you started to walk again but didn’t get far. james hadn’t followed and was firmly rooted in place, holding you back. you peered back at him in confusion.

“c’mere,” he said, tugging on your arm. james fiddled with your scarf, straightening it out and securing the knot tighter. he stepped back to admire his work.

“what was that? my scarf is fine,” you frowned.

“no, it wasn’t fine. i didn’t tie it for you,” james countered. “but now it’s got the potter touch, and all is well. however, i do require payment for my services.”

you rolled your eyes. your hands went up to cup james’ cheeks and he shivered at your frigid fingers. tipping his head down, you planted a kiss on his rosy nose. “you just want kisses.”

“you caught me,” james said, throwing his hands up in defeat. “but it worked, didn’t it?”

you clapped your hands, signaling the end of the discussion. you rubbed your palms together. “okay, greedy boy, it’s pumpkin-pumpkin-pumpkin time!”

“okay, pretty girl. let’s go go go pick some pumpkins-pumpkins-pumpkins.”

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