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You're immature and disrespectful. I pity Lily.

Have you forgiven yourself for past personal failures? Why or why not?

I don't think one can fully forgive themselves for past personal failures... for little things I do, I guess.

Why would you like to be married some day?

Er... because... I love Lily? That's what you do when you love someone. You marry them, then you have kids with them, then you grow old with them.

When Sirius turned up at your home that summer when he ran away, what went through your head?

First thing that went through my head: I'm going to kill his family. Those bastards gave up on him the moment he was sorted and that's wrong. A family sticks together no matter what. But that mattered not. The moment he popped up on my doorstep, my parents accepted him into our family, so he didn't need them.

If a man has problems maintaining an erection on a regular basis, what would you try to do?

Uh... go to a doctor?

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March 14, 1979 | Shoulder To Lean On | Hestia & James.

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Hestia wasn’t entirely sure how she was supposed to conduct herself at her own father’s funeral, she supposed the done thing would be to burst out in tears or read a heartbreaking speech to haunt the audience for days to come. But that wasn’t her deal, whether it would please the mass of guests in attendance or not, she refused to break down in front of a crowd of people she didn’t know. She doubted that it would be what her father had wanted anyway, his pride had always been as important to him as it was to her. It seemed like a better option to just remain blank, expressionless and suffer through the judgemental looks due to her appearing seemingly fine.

Making her way through the crowd, she struggled to remain inconspicuous, giving everyone a quick nod as they attempted to share their condolences, which in all honesty didn’t mean a lot to her. Pausing in her step, she turned to face the voice obviously directed at her. Taking a deep breath, her eyes rested on none other than James Potter, a rush of surprise falling over her. Although the two had never actually associated in any way, she knew him well enough by his trouble-making reputation to be shocked about sympathetic smile he was sporting. But more than anything, she was relieved to find someone else below the age of thirty five that wouldn’t give her a questioning look at the content of her drink, which surely wasn’t pumpkin juice. “I doubt you would be surprised how many times I’ve be told that today.” She chuckled humorlessly under her breath, her eyes flickering back up to him.

She doubted he did know how she felt, as far as she was concerned, he hadn’t faced any tragedies within his family and even if he had, the news had completely flown over her head. Taking a moment to think it through, she found herself slowly giving in against her pride telling her to keep it to herself, as per usual. “We don’t know each well.” Hestia nodded in agreement, pausing to quickly come to a decision. “But I would like that.” She sighed, a sheepish smile forming on her lips, not entirely sure if she was making the right choice in the matter.

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James nodded in understanding. “It’s maddening, isn’t it?” He asked as he slowly glimpsed around them. “This reminds me a lot of my parents’ funeral, actually. I’m sure I know exactly how you feel. People keep giving you sympathetic looks, expressing how sorry they are for your loss, how great your father was. That’s all true, but in the back of your mind you’re just thinking ‘Who the hell are you?’” He explained with a dry chuckle. “Almost three hundred people attended to send their farewells to my mum and dad, and honestly, I knew maybe twenty of them,” he admitted, glancing down at her. “It’s kind of sickening… to know what people would do for the public eye, even give fake – but making it seem as real as possible – condolences.”

“Sorry,” he apologized. “Not for… well, I am for both, but I meant for the rambling,” he quickly caught himself, giving a shake of his head. “Just sentimentality, I guess,” he said with a shrug of his shoulders. “How’s your mother handling the ordeal?” He asked curiously. He wasn’t even sure if Prosecutor Jones had a wife; it was just a guess since he had a daughter. He didn’t know much about the Jones’ family at all, just what he read in the case. But he didn’t want to treat this as a normal mission given to him by the Ministry. This was a funeral and he should still be offering support to those grieving, or do his best so as a guest of the funeral.

“Would you like a drink?” James asked curiously. “You’re seventeen, right? I’m sure a shot would do good,” he pondered with a grin, trying to lighten the mood as he gestured back towards where some refreshments had been sat out. “Is there anything you need? ‘Cause if so, I can pop out and get it,” he offered, “I usually like to suck on Sugar Quills when I’m being forced to stand in a public crowd,” he admitted sheepishly.

#Mar 14 79 #shoulder to lean on #hestiap

Do you think you'd make a good father one day?

... I'm not sure. If I ever get the chance to be a father, I'm going to try my hardest to be the kind of father mine was. I know I'll never be that close, because, well, to me he was perfect. But, yeah, I'm going to try my hardest and that's all I can promise.

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Name: Charlie, Maxine, and Lucille Potter. Gender: Female(s).General Appearance: All of them have blonde hair and brown eyes. [LINK.]Personality: Charlie is the most like James. She’s the trouble-maker and often drags her sisters along. Maxine is most like Marlene and often tries to control the group, if Charlie speaks up against this control it is not unknown for Maxine to kick her much like she sees her mother do when James gets out of control. Lucille is the bashful one of the group. She usually just follows along with whatever her sisters say, but of course, she’s also the smart one.Special Talents: Charlie: Qudditch, pranking, and really any sport. Maxine: Defense Against the Dark Arts, and Dueling. Lucille: She has a talent for all her classes, really, especially Potions.Who they like better: Charlie: James. Maxine: Marlene. Lucille: Her Aunt Lily.

Who they take after more: Charlie: James. Maxine: Marlene. Lucille: Really, both.

Personal Head canon:

“Mommmmmy,” Charlie called.“Yes?” Marlene responded as she headed into the kitchen with three small coats.“You’re getting fat,” Charlie pointed out.“Thank you for pointing that out, James Jr,” Marlene said, rolling her eyes as she put the coats on each one.“Mommy isn’t fat! You’re fat!” Maxine huffed at her sister.“I am not fat!” Charlie shouted back.“Both of you stop fighting-“ Marlene interjected.“I don’t think anybody is fat,” Lucille said, not taking her eyes off the book. “Mommy is carrying a baby, that’s not fat, she’s accommodating the baby. Right, mommy?”“You’ve been around Lily too much,” Marlene pointed out, tapping Lucille’s head to make her stand up sending the three off into the living room.“I’m home-“ James called as he entered the room.“Daaaaaadddy!” All three girls called excitedly, running towards the door to each give him a hug.“Where’s your mommy?” James asked after hugging the girls.“I’m right here,” Marlene interjected as she came out of the kitchen. “You three go upstairs and finish packing. Your daddy is taking you to the zoo,” she said with a smirk.After the three left, James frowned. “Why am I taking them to the zoo? Where are you going?”“I’m going shopping with Lily—““Do you know how hard it is to control them all by myself—““Yes, I do,” Marlene said, “but you deserve whatever pain they bring upon you.”“Why do I deserve it?” James asked.“Because…” Marlene began as she came closer to her husband, raising her leg to kick him hard in the shin.“Ow! What the hell!?” James yelped, leaping up.“This new baby, is,” another kick, “triplets,” another kick, “again!” another kick.“Ow!”“Three kicks! Damn Potter genes,” she huffed before walking out.

#HC #James Potter #Marlene McKinnon #James and Marlene #Marlene and James

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March 18th, 1979 (GIF Chat)

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Hey -shoves away hand- why the bloody hell should I care about blood donations, anyway? You bloody well don’t go talk like this and bring up that you’re been at the hospital giving blood, git!

‘Course i — No worries, mate, I won’t go on a random trip to Canada of all places. Chill man. Could we? That’ll be smashing! Smashing them birds and bathing in the lake and cooking over a fire. Telling ghost stories and eating pounds of pounds of pudding…

You stressing me out, man! My heart’s gone crazy. No kisses, though, no need for that at all. Like I’d want your body fluids. No offence taken.

… Wha - .. What!? Bollocks! Shut up - what? Best, I’m gonna be a best man!? Wh - Okay. OKay. Ohg, Merlin’s ball, Prongs! Are you for real? You’re not, you’re not bloody fantasisin’ again are ya? Lily’s said yes!? Oh man… -punches James in the arm before attack hugging him, a big nice matecuddly hug-

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I didn't say I was in the hospital. I was visiting there! To give a few pints. No biggie. I didn't pass out at all. And about the pudding and stuff, yes. We have to do that. Make a weekend of it, mate. Invite Peter, Remus, you, Lily, and I. It'll be a good time.

My body fluids are sexy. I'm offended. Absolutely horribly offended, I might cry. Then Lily is going to punch you.

Lily Potter that is, soon to be. -Jumps at the punch before returning the hug.- She settled, mate. She settled for me. Can you believe it? I'm in total shock. I'm just... I'm pretty sure I've hit myself several times just to make sure... I'm not dreaming, you know? I just.. she deserves a lot better, and she said yes, I feel like I'm going to wake up soon. If you ever wanted to swing me in the jaw, just... now would be a good time just for final proof that I'm not in some coma dreaming all of this.

You like tuxedos, right? 'Cause I was thinking we could wear them instead of traditional robes. We can look like penguins together.

#Siri Chat

Let's make our love-child: James/Sirius. <3

Name: Regulus Charlus Potter-Black.Gender: Male.General Appearance: Untamable black hair, bright grey eyes, a smile that could make one melt, and a beater build.

Personality: It’s surprising how unlike his parents’ he is. He’s not egotistical, he knows he’s a handsome guy but he doesn’t feel the need to show it off. He’s not arrogant. Honestly, he’s like his godfather Remus. He’s studious, and a hard worker. Don’t get him wrong though, this Ravenclaw can plan a prank on even the best one of ‘em when he’s in one of those moods.Special Talents: Talented beater, duelist, and Transfiguration user.Who they like better: Sirius.Who they take after more: His Uncle Remus.

Personal Head canon:

“Sirius!”

Sirius glanced up from the telly towards the stairs, his eyes slowly moving to fall on his son who sat in a chair, hiding a giggle behind his head.

“You’re in trouble.”“What do ya’ think he’s mad about?” Sirius asked, lifting up his beer to take another sip.“I don’t know,” Regulus said with a shrug.“Hm… probably left dog hair in the bed…” Sirius guessed.In perfect timing, James came stomping down the stairs. “Sirius!”“What?”“Don’t what me. Do you know where our oldest thought he was going tonight?”“… Is that a trick question?”“Sirius.”“Okay, I don’t know. Where?”“A party.”“Alright?”“A party without parental supervision, with alcohol, and two hours away from here so his friend suggested he could ‘stay the night’,” James explained in greater detail.“Pft, no he isn’t. Where’d he get an idea like that?”“It’s the oddest thing, Sirius. He told me this morning, you said he could go.”“I did not!”“Yes he did,” Regulus interjected.“Oh? You heard this conversation, Reg?”“Yup, papa. RJ came in before dad had his first coffee.”“And what did he say?”“RJ said ‘Dad, can I go to a study party with my friend’ and then dad asked if there were going to be parents there, and RJ said yes, then dad said sure.”“See?” Sirius interjected. “I asked if parents were going to be there!”“Technically there,” Regulus pointed out, “There’s this one girl, she’s eighteen and has a kid, so…”“You were going to let our son go out to a party, Merlin knows where, with alcohol and girls who are sexually experienced—“ James began to rant.“Oh, don’t act like you never tried it when you were younger.”“Of course I did,” James admitted, “more than half of those times it was with you, too. And we got away with it. Hence why you should know-“ James gently swatted Sirius’ head “-That RJ is a remake of us!”Regulus giggled. “Get him good, papa!”“Don’t cheer against me,” Sirius ordered, pouring a bit of beer on his hands and flicking it at their younger son, who flailed in his seat.“Sirius!” James swatted him again before chuckling.“That’s utterly disgusting! I smell of beer!” Regulus huffed, standing up. “I’m going to Uncle Remus and Aunt Lily’s!”“He’s leaving us, Sirius…” James gasped, holding a hand over his heart.“You’re breaking our heart, son, oh why would you break an old man’s heart?” Sirius asked, clutching his own chest.“Got the old men part right,” Regulus replied.“Cheeky brat!” Both of them called before they threw Rictusempra’s at their fleeing son.“I’m not old, am I?” Sirius asked.“I don’t know, am I?”“This is a trick question. No, you’re not old,” Sirius answered expertly.“Then I suppose you’re not old either,” James replied, pushing a quick kiss to the other’s lips. “Though you are getting a bit of grey…” Sirius reckoned.“I DON’T HAVE GREY HAIR!” James argued, fleeing on his own to the bathroom as fast as he could.“That heart attack’ll teach you to yell at me, git,” Sirius added after James fled, grabbing his beer and sitting back on the sofa to continue watching the Muppets.

#HC #Sirius Black #James Potter #Sirius and James #James and Sirius

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Name: Charlus James Potter II.Gender: Male.General Appearance: Mop of red hair, green eyes, smile like James’, and a Seeker build.Personality: He’s a wonderful mix of his parents. He loves Quidditch and he has a knack at getting into mischief, but he can easily talk his way out of most situations. He’s quite brilliant when it comes to grades and things. He’s loyal as a Gryffindor can be, and a force to be reckoned with when he’s angry.Special Talents: He has a particular talent for Charms and Transfiguration. Who they like better: Mommy’s boy.Who they take after more: Lily for the most part.

Personal Head canon:

“Mum!” Charlus called as he ran down the room.“No yelling,” Lily ordered as she quickly made her way around the kitchen, sorting out the food James had cooked before jumping into the shower for work. “I got my owl, mummy!” Charlus said impatiently, not willing to wait the few more minutes for her attention. “Did you? Let me see it, then,” Lily ordered, sitting aside the plate she was fixing to pull out the opened letter, green eyes following the worlds. “I believe congratulations are in order. Maybe when your daddy comes downstairs, he’ll make you a chocolate chip hotcake—““Why am I making chocolate pancakes when I made blueberry hotcakes?” James interjected.“Your son—““My son? What did he do? What did you do, Charlus?” James questioned as he took a seat at the table.“Our son,” Lily corrected with a grin, holding out the parchment, “got accepted into Hogwarts.”“Did he?” James asked, grabbing the paper and wearing a mask of surprise. He wasn’t surprised at all, but he knew Charlus would be upset if everyone in the family wasn’t as excited as he was. ”Chocolate hotcakes it is.”“YES!” Charlus jumped up in excitement before climbing into his chair.

A scoff interrupted the family just as James rose from his seat to cook.

“Lily, you can go take your shower,” James said, pushing a kiss to the woman’s cheek, “and I see you finally woke, Harry.”“Hn,” Harry mumbled into a tone, slipping into his chair.“You sleep like your godfather,” Lily pointed out, pushing a kiss to the mop of black hair before walking out of the kitchen.“Mhmm.”“Harrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrry!” Charlus whined for his attention.“What?”“I’m going to Hogwarts!” He said excitedly.“Ooh, first year bait—““Harry,” James warned but it failed as he chuckled.“What’s first year bait?” Charlus demanded to know.“It’s where fifth years like me shove you into a trash can.”Charlus took a sharp intake of breath. “You wouldn’t!”“No, but Ron would,” Harry said with a grin.“And you’d let him?” Charlus asked, offended.“… Nah,” Harry responded.“Really?”“Nobody will throw you into a trash can, I promise.”“What if I get Slytherin?” Charlus asked with a frown.“Then Sirius and dad will throw you into a trash can. But I’ll do my best to protect you from the overgrown first years.”“Thanks, Harry! You’re the best brother ever,” Charlus grinned, stabbing a fork into his blueberry hotcakes to take a taste, wrinkling his nose and pushing them away. “Dad, hurrrrrry,” he whined.“Dad,” James whined back, “Hurrrrrry,” he childishly mocked.“How very Potter-like,” Harry said with a grin.“And how very Evans-like you are.”“Hah,” Charlus interrupted with a grin.“Now he’s allowed to throw you into the trash,” Harry scoffed.“What? No. Moooooom! Dad and Uncle Sirius are going to throw me into the trash if I get Slytherin!” Charlus whined loudly.“If they do that, then they’ll have to deal with your godfather!” Lily called downstairs.“Hey!” James called, “You tell old Snivelly anytime he wants to go, we’ll brawl!” He shouted upstairs.“I’ll tell him when I see him this afternoon!”“… Never mind, don’t do that! Last time he turned my hair pink. Fuckin’ git.”“Dad said a bad word,” Charlus interjected.“Charlus…” James said, pulling out a galleon from his pocket, “who said a bad word?”“Uncle Remus said a bad word,” Charlus corrected, taking the galleon.

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If they had a kid meme

send me a pair name and I’ll tell you what I think it would be like if they had a child.

Name:

Gender:

General Appearance:

Personality:

Special Talents:

Who they like better:

Who they take after more:

Personal Head canon:

#Thieffffffffffffffffff.

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I don’t think I know of a single person with a name longer than nine letters….

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Christopher. Now you do.

#Lily chat

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Yes, an adorable idiot. You do realize that your name is only two letters longer, right?

Mm, sorry…Tim who? I got distracted there for a moment. You’re stuck with me, I’m afraid. I haven’t got eyes for anyone else…even if your name is a bit silly…

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Five letters is perfectly acceptable for a name, love. So is four. 'Cause Lily is a perfect name. Se, four to nine letters is perfectly fine for a name. Anything over that, is ridiculous, anything under is stupid.

#Lily chat

they rutted at a party. you should ask one of them.

I just might now.

that doesn't answer whether or not you shagged vance you pussy. not only are you a coward, but you're a liar. what kind of gryffindor are you?

I don't see how it's any of your business at all who I shag.

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You’re ridiculous, James Potter.

You’re lucky I love you.

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I am, and you do love me. Very much. Not that Tom guy... or Tim. His name isn't even worth remember. 'Cause... who has a name with three letters? That's stupid.

#Lily chat

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