Welcome to my cornor of the Wizarding world... Here you will find Sneaky Marauders, Rivaling classmates, and a whole lot of magic. Main blog located at: @Lizzieluvemm
a kind of useless emperor to be nominally loyal to
obsessively devoted relationship with an advisor
at least one strategically useful territory you repeatedly lose and recapture and at this point it just feels like a personal vendetta and everyone is begging you to cut your losses and move on but how could you move on from something you’ve pumped so much of your own blood into?
Jegulily can be simplified to Jily being the bisexuals of greed and corruption. Like no, being the hottest couple of gryffindor tower wasn’t enough. They need that slytherin twink too. Yeah that one with the pretty big eyes and penchant for murderous revenge mhm that’s the one.
family gathering. playing monopoly. getting close to the end. 12 year old turns to 8 year old brother and says it’s time to become esteemed colleagues. i say what? he says esteemed colleagues. they merge their money and assets and beat me at monopoly
the smaller graffiti on the doors say "bisogna stare in silenzio quando i bambini dormono... non quando muoiono!" aka "you need to be quiet when children are sleeping... not when they're dying!"
Steve who goes on a Bake Off type show after Robin, Dustin, and Max set him up as a contestant. He doesn't want to, doesn't think baking or cooking should be stressful, but he's been wallowing since his knee surgery took him out of work and basketball, since his divorce.
His first day on set, he's totally gobsmacked by the sexy host with all the tattoos and long, curly hair. Just, cannot take his eyes off the guy, blushing and stammering whenever he comes around to do interviews, obviously can't stop starring.
After the first day, where he manages to stay comfortably in the middle of the pack, he calls Robin to complain about what a mess he becomes around this gorgeous dude.
Her response is to cackle and say, "Steve! How do you not know who Eddie Munson is? Oh my god, you're a disaster."
Turns out, Eddie Munson is the lead singer of Dustin's favorite band, Corroded Coffin, and also pretty well-known for his dnd YouTube channel. He's been a host on the show for years, only Steve doesn't really pay attention when the others watch it and didn't know.
Eddie, for his part, is losing his mind. He'd known about the beautiful contestant for this season, former college basketball superstar turned coach, having a hell of a shitty year after dislocating his kneecap in a charity game. Eddie--foolishly, it turns out--thought he wouldn't be as attractive in person. He also expected Steve to be terrible and egotistical, a jock through and through.
So, when Steve Harrington walks into the tent in a short-sleeved polo and obviously ironed jeans and is still drop-dead gorgeous, he's fucking flabbergasted. And then Steve has the audacity to be nice? Kind and thoughtful and running to help other bakers when he still has work to do himself? He also blushes so pretty, high across his nose and cheeks, and god does hewant to be the reason Steve blushes like that.
Eddie is beside himself.
Leading up to the second week, Steve schools himself into being calm around Eddie. He can't afford to lose his cool like that every time the host is around. Except, this week Eddie flirts with him shamelessly. Winks at him, leans into space, calls him "m'lord" with this deeply resonant voice that makes Steve want to drop to his knees. Steve doesn't mean to, not really, but he flirts right back, feeding Eddie tidbits of his bakes and looking for any excuse to touch him.
Steve does well for the first half of episodes. He never wins the technical or star baker, but he's regularly within the top contestants. On episode five, though, something is off. He's distracted, forgetful, doesn't leave enough time for his custard to set in the signature. Eddie asks if he's okay, but Steve shrugs and smiles, says "off my game today."
But then, in the technical, he curdles his buttercream more than once, and his genoise sponge burns. Eddie watches as Steve folds his arms above his head and disappears from view. He doesn't hesitate, he sprints from his interview, falling to his knees in front of the contestant.
"Stevie, sweetheart, what's going on?"
"I get migraines," Steve whispers. Trails of wet streak down his cheeks. "I've felt one coming all morning, been trying to stave it off but--"
"Okay, okay," Eddie shakes out his hands. "You can sit out this challenge, yeah? Or take this weekend off. It happens. You'll come back next week--"
"I don't want to stop." More tears fall from his eyes.
"What do you need?"
Steve shakes his head, wry little smile pulling at his lips. "Time to breathe."
Eddie glances up, eyes catching on the camera crew hovering in front of them. He throws both middle fingers up and says, in the most reasonable and even tone, "fuck!" Everyone in the tent looks at him, but he doesn't stop. "Shit!" "Bitch!" Motherfucker!" He goes on and on, saying the filthiest series of things he can think of. The camera crew steps away, another contestant brings Steve a glass of water, and Eddie sits with him.
The other host announces that there are thirty minutes remaining in the challenge.
"Well. That's that, then," Steve says. He stands, patting the naked skin of Eddie's knee where it shows through the rip in his jeans as he goes.
"Wait, what do you mean?"
"Out of time, no cake, no buttercream."
Eddie hops to his feet. "You're going to let that stop you?"
"Well." Steve laughs. "Can't serve this." He gestures to his discarded bowls of frosting, his burnt cake.
"You have time to make another buttercream."
Steve raises an eyebrow. "Sure, but not the cake."
"Cut the burnt off. Cover it in the buttercream. Easy peasy."
"Okay..." Steve stares at his station. "Okay, that could work. It won't be pretty, but--"
Eddie, knowing he's no longer needed, steps away, and Steve gets to work.
Steve tells Robin all about it and, as soon as he gets home from the taping and she's immediately like, "Eddie Munson, huh?"
He shoots her a look. "It's nothing."
"Yeah, him leaping over a table to check on you is surely nothing."
"Robin," he warns.
"What?"
"Eddie would never want a guy like me."
She laughs but quickly grows sober. "Steve. Of course he would. He likes you."
"It's nothing, really." He walks towards the kitchen. "What do you want for dinner?"
Eddie experiences the same harassment from his band members and their manager.
"That would be a little bit of a professional conflict of interest," he deadpans. He doesn't look up from his guitar.
A puffed Cheeto smacks him square in the forehead. "Hey!" He shrieks.
"He means once the season is done, Edward," Chrissy says.
He wipes the cheese dust from his forehead. "Not a good enough reason to call me Edward. Anyway, I'm pretty sure he's straight."
Jeff guffaws. "C'mon, dude. No way. He's so into you he might as well have a neon sign."
"He divorced a woman."
"That doesn't mean anything, and you know it," Chrissy says.
Eddie rolls his eyes. "I may be considering asking him out. Maybe."
Everyone cheers. More Cheetos hit him in the face.
---
To Steve's great surprise, he makes it to the finals. Not just makes it, he gets a star baker, gets first in the semi-final technical. He's baking in the final and might have a fucking chance.
It's with great surprise, once it's all said and done, that he hears his name announced as the winner. He doesn't have much time to process it, because Eddie is striding towards him. He's not carrying the cake stand trophy or flowers, it's just Eddie.
Eddie who stops in front of him, eyes shining. Eddie who leans in and whispers, "I knew you could do it, baby, I'm so proud of you." Eddie who twines his fingers through Steve's hair, pulling him into a soft, sweet kiss.
The internet explodes as the season airs. Everyone is obsessed with Steve and Eddie. They have fics on ao3, a dedicated tumblr community, edits, playlists, gif sets, a ship name all dedicated to them. The fandom grows after episode 5 airs. Not all the footage makes it, thanks to Eddie, but they still witness him tenderly taking care of Steve and directing the cameras away. Fans start scouring their social medias, looking for any hint of their relationship status; even beg them in comments and DMs to reveal if it was just a showmance.
Eddie and Steve, however, are happy in the quiet little world the carved out for themselves after filming. They aren't ready to reveal anything, even hints, whether or not the show would let them.
Then, the final airs and the kiss is revealed to the world. The ending title cards show a picture of Steve with the rest of the season's bakers and the caption, "Steve threw a party for the other bakers..."
The picture then changes to one of he and Eddie, arms wrapped around each other. This caption says: "...at the home he shares with his boyfriend Eddie."
That night, in bed, Steve says, "I'm really glad Robin and the kids made me go on the show. But do you think it's bad that the thing I'm happiest about, way more than winning, is that I met you?"
Eddie places a slow circle of kisses in the dip of Steve's lower back. "Sweetheart, I'd be disappointed if you said anything else. Now, hush, I have a baking champion to congratulate."
I know andromeda gets custody of teddy after remus and tonks die but exhausted and confused single teenage dad harry is actually something that can be so personal,
after 5 consecutive panic attacks over a misplaced shapeshifting baby on a muggle playground harry enlists hermione to knit the most outlandish baby clothes possible so there's never a chance of him matching another kid
babies aren't supposed to have meat until at least 6 months old but its a full moon and he's got a 2 month old half-werewolf snarling for a bite of his steak and he's really wishing wizards had google
oh God and we KNOW teddy is gonna be even more accident prone than tonks ever was....the second he starts walking harry's on red alert. his apartment is padded like a gym. so many instances where teddy will be safe on the ground and harry will look away for a SECOND only to turn back just in time to see the baby falling head first off the top of the fridge
SKDHDKK he takes him to the zoo one time and teddy pulls the vanishing glass accidental magic harry did when he was 10 only on the exhibit with wolves in it and hops right in while harry is just like
the iconic scene from full house where jesse and joey destroy the kitchen in their panic while trying to change a diaper, only it's harry and ron and it's only like 3 days after the war ended and hermione is laughing at them so hard she actually throws up
It was one day after the incident when Sirius Black found himself holding an ice pack to his, now swollen and black, eye.
James had wasted no time in telling Remus exactly what Sirius had done and what would have happened had it not been for him intervening in the last minute.
To say Remus was absolutely pissed would be an understatement.
He marched right up to where Sirius was talking to Lily by the lake, lightly pushed the red head out of the way, and swung as hard as he could at Sirius’ face.
He hit him with so much force that the boy nearly went flying into the lake, catching himself just in time as he clutched a hand over his eye.
The look Remus was giving him could only be described as murderous, and it sent chills down Sirius’ spine as he straightened back up.
Sirius felt his heart shatter right then and there as Remus flung curse word after curse word at him, not holding back in the slightest. Even as tears slowly started to drip from Sirius’ eyes.
Sirius had never seen Remus like this before —it almost reminded him of what he had imagined Remus would be like if he gave way to the wolf just a little— and Sirius never wanted to see this side of him again.
Sirius would rather be dead.
—
It was five days after the incident when Sirius Black found himself bleeding out on the quidditch pitch for the first time.
Snivellus and his band of Deatheater Slytherins had found him laying on the grass watching the stars with tears streaming down his face when they had decided to hex him. As soon as the first wand flashed, Sirius was in an overwhelming amount of pain.
Or at least he would’ve been if he hadn’t already felt so numb.
They stopped casting hexes and left when they noticed that Sirius was hardly breathing, all of them being too scared to stick around and get caught with hurting, or even possibly killing, another student.
Sirius hoped for the latter.
And had it not been for Dorcas and Marlene sneaking around past curfew, that might’ve been the case. They found him blacked out, blood staining all of his clothes with a deep crimson that reflected sickly in the moonlight.
He woke up a few days later with Madam Pomfrey beside his bed, bandaged up from head to toe. She informed him that he would heal up just fine and that there was no permanent damage. He simply thanked her and did his best to muster a smile, but there was no feeling behind it.
Sirius would rather be dead.
—
It was two weeks after the incident when Sirius Black found himself in detention for getting into a fight.
He had passed by a third year boy in the hallway and overheard him having a conversation about a certain werewolf and his suspicious new scars.
The behavior was so unlike Sirius that Professor McGonagall had to do a double take when she forcibly pulled him off of the innocent boy he was pummeling, nearly gasping at the sight of his emotionless and empty grey eyes.
She pulled him to the side, dispersing the crowd of onlookers the fight had caused, and stared down at him with a gaze that was enough to tie Sirius’ stomach into knots.
She wasn’t the first person to give him a look of pure disappointment.
James Potter made sure to give him one of those looks every single day.
He was aware that she knew exactly what had happened just fourteen days prior and he had fully prepared himself to be scolded by her, but instead she just asked if he was alright and if he wanted to talk about it.
Of course he didn’t want to talk about it.
Sirius would rather be dead.
—
It was a month after the incident when Sirius Black found himself having a panic attack in the middle of the Great Hall.
It was the first time he had been in there since Remus had found out what he had done, and Sirius just couldn’t bare the thought of sitting at that god forsaken Gryffindor table.
But he finally forced himself in, taking a seat on the opposite end of his friends, next to a sweet looking second year girl with blonde pigtails. She smiled up at him and he felt his heart clench out of guilt when he couldn’t smile back.
It was only when he looked down and saw that the food in front of him was none other than Remus’ favorite meal, that the air was viciously ripped out of his lungs.
It was all too much.
He started clutching his tightening chest, heaving, gasping, wracking for the breath that he suddenly couldn’t seem to get in through his trembling lips.
The young girl reached her hand out to him, concern pooling in her deep blue eyes, but he simply flinched away. Standing up from his seat, he weakly stumbled out of the Great Hall and into an empty corridor.
He couldn’t let Remus or James or Peter see him like this, he didn’t want them to think he was weak.
Sirius would rather be dead.
—
It was four months after the incident that Sirius Black found himself clutching his knees to his chest as he cried in his bed.
He was in the bathroom when he had heard Remus and James walk in, the two having no idea he was in there. For the first time in months Sirius finally felt an emotion other than heartbreak and self loathing.
“Do you still love him?” James had asked Remus.
“Yes.”
The one word nearly made Sirius scream out with joy, he couldn’t believe it. Moony —his Moony— just admitted that he still loved him. For one, brief moment, Sirius felt a small tinge of hope.
“But I wish I didn’t. And I hate the fact that I do. And I want to stop.”
Then the world came crashing down on him again.
It took everything in him not to break out into crying sobs right then and there, but he waited until they were gone and slowly emerged, staggering blindly to his bed.
The tears were stinging his eyes as he replayed Remus’ words over and over again inside of his head. He had forgotten what hope felt like and wished on everything that he hadn’t had such a small taste of it just then. Sirius would rather be miserable his entire life.
Sirius would rather be dead.
—
It was six and a half months after the incident when Sirius Black found himself staring up at Remus Lupin from the ground.
He was drained, hadn’t slept in at least a week and a half, hadn’t eaten in the past four days —he was getting dangerously skinny— and was hardly able to walk correctly. The dark circles under his eyes looked sickening against his tan skin, but he had long since lost all cause to care.
His head hung heavily between his shoulders, eyes trained to the ground, as he rounded the corridor corner. A weak huff pushed past his lips when a body slammed into him, knocking him down onto his back.
“Shit, are you alri—”
The boy’s words cut off as soon as he saw who he had caused to knock down, Sirius looking blankly up at him. For a second, Sirius nearly thought he saw a wave of concern flash over Remus’ face, but he knew it was just his imagination.
He turned his eyes back down, collecting the books that he had dropped due to the fall, and struggled to push his frail body off of the ground.
“Sorry,” he mumbled, nearly too quiet for the other boy to hear, before continuing his walk to class.
He couldn’t stand to wait around and chance seeing the look of disgust he had grown so accustomed to seeing on Remus’ face reappear. He couldn’t stand to see those pretty pink lips he loved so much curl up into a snarl one more time.
Sirius would rather be dead.
—
It was eight months and three days after the incident when Sirius Black found himself standing on the ledge of the astronomy tower.
His entire body was shaking —whether from the strength it took to stand or the wind billowing past him, he didn’t know— and silent tears were streaming down his flushed cheeks. His knuckles were turning white as he gripped onto the stone, the only thing keeping him in place.
He just couldn’t anymore.
He couldn’t wake up one more day knowing that Remus —and his other two best friends that he loved more than anything in the world—hated him.
He couldn’t go through another potions class watching Remus’ hands shake any time a Slytherin sent him even the smallest glance, sometimes even causing him to drop a vile altogether.
He couldn’t walk through the hall all by himself as the people he cared for most brushed past him like he was nothing more than a vapor, a nonexistent ghost floating by.
He couldn’t spend one more night staring numbly up at the top of his red and gold four poster bed, curtains tied shut, as he listened to Remus’ laughter.
He just couldn’t.
He couldn’t live with the fact that he had hurt the one boy he swore on his entire life he would always protect. It was all too much for him to bare and it was crushing him and the pain was just so excruciating.
So his hand let go, and he lifted his foot to step off the ledge, eyes trained forward to the waning moon in the sky.
Sirius would rather be dead.
And he would’ve been.
Had it not been for the pale hand that wrapped around his wrist just in time, yanking the weak boy back into the tower and into a firm chest.
Sirius could hardly stand, his knees finally giving out beneath him, his body only being held up by the arms wrapped tightly around his waist. Looking down at him, tears spilling out of his amber eyes, was a very heartbroken Remus Lupin. Sirius was confused, holding onto his consciousness just long enough to hear one sentence slip from the scarred boy’s mouth.
You are bound, be it by blood, be it the monster in your head.
I will cut the ties, the shackles, break the chains.
You will find, beneath my sails, there is no power in a name.
You are more than just what runs inside your veines.
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
Part 5
Part 6
Part 7
Part 8
Part 9
Part 10
Because the blood of the crew is thicker than the water of the womb.
A series of letters between friends after the death of lily and james parents the summer before 7th year.
Dear James,
You haven’t responded to any of our letters this summer and Sirius said you locked yourself in your room. He also said you aren’t eating anything. You were already so thin last we saw you. Please let us help? We are worried about you. I know you thing we are being too hands on but we just want to be able to help you. What can we do? What do you need? We are really good cooks, we won’t make you eat anything that Sirius cooks. Marlene and I are planning on going to Diagon ally in a week to get supplies for this year. Are you interested?
Please respond,
Dorcus
Dear Dorcus,
I know you are worried but I am doing fine. I am not interested in going shopping with you although i appreciate the offer. There are things that need seeing to this summer before I continue education with you if that is where my path lies. If I am to return this year I will be seeing you at Kings Crossing.
Warm regards,
James Potter
Dear lily,
Remus told me about this summer. I am so sorry about your parents. Things are getting worse than we thought. How are you holding up? I would have written sooner but I didn’t know if you wanted to be bothered. I just thought that you might want a little company now as you haven’t visited yet. I had an idea: come school shopping with us? It’s Me, the lads, Dor, and Marls too so I thought you might be interested. I don’t want you to have to do this alone. This year is going to be hard enough without having to fight though it lacking a support system. Call it a peace offering for all the trouble the Marauders have caused you. I’m sorry for all that and I am so sorry for this. Please let me know? We can set up a time to meet up.
-Sirius
Dear Sirius,
I’m not feeling up to a peace offering right now. I don’t know when I will be. I’m tired of listening to people tell me how sorry they are and the pity looks I keep getting so please don’t offer any more apologies. Please don’t take this as an insult but I just need more time than a few weeks to heal. I don’t want to be surrounded by strangers in the shops. I will order my things to be delivered. I’ll see you at school.
-Lily
Prongs,
The trip to Diagon alley was not the same without you this year. We have two weeks before start of year and this is the longest time we have gone without seeing you. We miss you. This is going to be a tough year and I don’t want you to think that you have to do it alone. Sirius said you still aren’t speaking. Let me know if you need anything. I really am worried you might require some broom time before school starts.
-Moony
Dear Lily,
Just so you know what’s happening, Dorcus agreed to meet my parents this summer. I spent the first part of it in her town so that she could show me around. There is this huge tree in the park one town over that we went to after her mum called me sweetheart and kissed my cheek. I thought it was going to be so different. Her mom spends so much time on her gardening and it is really paying off. You should see her rose bushes they are beautiful. She said she does it the muggle was because they smell better and that must really be it because I have never smelled anything so sweet.
We went to mine after the trip for supplies. Mum really likes Dor but she got a little worried about the oncoming war. She said that love is really going to be tested but she thinks that we can make it. We are going to spend the rest of summer her and help mum and dad get the shop together before school starts back up. Let me know if you want to meet here and head to the station together. It’s a farther journey from your home than it is from mine.
Sending my love,
Marlene M.
Marlene,
I think I’ll head to the station on my own thanks. I don’t think I’m ready to deal with James and all his loud jokes and laughter right now. The marauders are just too much. I am so happy that yours and Dor’s parents are so supportive and are positive about the future. I’m going to see you at the feast.
Thank you for the letters,
Lily
Lily,
I thought Sirius told you. The Potters succumbed to Dragon Pox at the end of last term, that’s why James and Sirius left before the feast. Sirius said James is dealing with the family estate as the heir to the Potter name. James doesn’t think he’s coming back to Hogwarts for 7th year.
This is a collection of masterposts, from my longer Harry Potter roleplay threads!
Just in Case
A short collection of short stories set during the First Wizarding War.
Bane of the Wolf
Set during the marauders’ last year at Hogarts.
James Potter gets up to his usual mischief, despite being a Head Boy, especially when he gets the bright idea to smuggle a vial of Wolfsbane potion into his best friend, Remus Lupin.
Hopefully, the discovery of this new elixir, will bring a more peaceful encounter with the beast within…
Malice of Malfoy
James Potter is being tortured in the basement of Malfoy Manor, and if he doesn’t think of something quick, he might end up worse for wear. The Death Eaters are after a weapon. Will James spill the beans?
As Severus Snape comes to grip with his new role in the war, he is met by one of The Dark Lords most ruthless (and unstable) followers, Barty Crouch Jr.
For the Greater Good
A short story, depicting a young Albus Dumbledore and Gellert Grindelwald, fleeing from witch hunters, as they meet a crossroads in their relationship, and Albus is forced to make a choice. Obedience or revolution?
The Tragedy at Godric’s Hollow
A scene from Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows, telling the story of the attack that killed James and Lily Potter, broke The Dark Lord, and sealed Harry Potter’s fate as “The Boy who Lived.”
Set during the First Wizarding War, James and Sirius explore their new home, and comes to grips with their place in the war, wondering where this war might take them…
The Grin
As Sirius Black is forced to deal with James Potter and his manic smile, it all comes crashing down, as he demands to know what made him so happy.
Cabin Fever
set during The First Wizarding War, Sirius Black visits the Potters, as they hide away in Godric’s Hollow. Things take a dark turn, as James gets impatient, wanting to know how the war is going, and is told that distrust is threatening to tear his friends apart.
In a time of war, there isn’t always time for being kids. As James and Lily finish up their last years at Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry, they soon realize that everything is not as it always has been, both outside the castle walls…and between the two Gryffindors.
Head auror Harry Potter has been fed information from an unsuspected ally. Their partnership has solved one of the biggest cases in Harry’s career, sending multiple Death eaters to Azkaban. Harry decides to thank his ally, the ex-Death eater, Draco Malfoy.
Is it possible for him and Harry to burry he hatchet?
Regulus Black comes face to face with the side he has chosen in the Wizarding War, and indulges in a final moment of protest, hoping for some sort of redemption before facing his inevitable death.
(Excerpt from Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban)
As Professor Severus Snape tries to unlock the secrets of the Marauders Map, four pioneers of troublemaking and mischief give him more than he bargained for.
as James Potter tries to focus on his homework, his girlfriend reuintes him with his long lost love.
The golden snitch.
To Dwell on Dreams
A year after the downfall of Lord Voldemort, Harry Potter returns to the Forbidden Forest, and when stumbling upon the resting place of the resurrection stone, he decides to use it once more, to have a last conversation with his late father, James Potter.
Set during the First WIzarding war, when an unexpected emergency prevents both Marlene and Dorcas from visiting Marlene’s family farm, Marlene must go alone and face terrifying forces… and certain death.
(Excerpt from Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows)
While the trio survives day to day on the run, Ron loses all hope as they continue their horcrux hunt, taking his aggressions out on his best friend. Is this it for the two Gryffindors? is there any coming back from this?
(Script Adapted from Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, Chapter V “An Excess of Phlegm”, adapted by @egdramaqueen)
When Harry Potter wakes up after a strange journey, he is met by his friends, as they update him on the struggles of living under the same roof as a certain french beauty…
James Potter and Sirius Black, proud troublemakers at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry are confronted by Minerva McGonnagall, the wise yet strict professor of Gryffindor house, as they boast about their latest mischief…
Letters From Hogwarts @lettersfromtunie - Tumblr Blog | Tumgag