The Marauders’ Hogwarts Host Club Masterlist
characters: the marauders and friends<3
warnings: it’s kinda an ouran high school host club au, all my work is 18+ so minors dni, not canon compliant, coarse language, (warnings will be updated as i add on to this fic, i do know for sure that this fic WILL NOT include any smut), wolfstar 💖💗💞💓💕❣💝💘💓💗💓💗💖💕💘💝💟💕💞💓💖💟💕
summary/sneak peak: “Finally, after centuries of thousands of werewolves suffering, a concoction is invented that at the very least will make sure I keep my mind and I can’t even bloody afford it”
Remus angerly huffs as he slams James’s copy of the Daily Profit on the table, almost knocking over Peter’s tea.
“In fact, I don’t even think there’s a lycanthrope on this hole green earth that can afford to drop 70 galleons on a vile of potion as small as it is, I mean that’s practically a month’s rent on a flat that you SHARE with a roommate!” his voice was now raised.
“Alright Moony alright, I get that this absolutely sucks arse and I’m sorry, but please keep your voice down mate”
“Pads is right,” James said in a tone much softer than his usual “This sucks but we don’t want to draw too much attention to ourselves, especially you Moony”
“Especially when we are talking about what we are talking about” Peter over emphasized in a dramatic whisper.
“Yeah yeah I get it,” Remus sighed “Don’t want people finding out about my…what is it you lot call it again?”
“Furry little problem” the three other boys said proudly in unison.
“Right, that” Remus’s head was now in his hands, all the anger he was once feeling had now melted down into exhaustion.
It was quiet for a moment.
“We could try to round up some money between the four of us and see-”
“One,” Remus interjected “I could never let you lot do that for me”
James and Sirius were about to open their mouths to say something
“And two,” Remus continued “What money? None of us have jobs.”
“I mean…we could ask our parents-” James started
“Absolutely not.” Remus cut him off once again and started to pack his things “I’ve really got to get to advanced runes so that’s is the end of this conversation”
“I really do appreciate you lot but you do too much for me…besides I do actually have to go” he started to head for the doors of the great hall “see you at lunch!”
The three boys all responded with their own apathetic versions of “see you latter Moony”
“We’ve got to do something”
“But he’s so difficultttttt” Peter whined as he laid his head on the breakfast table in defeat
“Well then that settles it,” Sirius began “It’s time for the marauders to come up with another one of their master plans” he placed his hand in the middle the the table “For our Moony!”
The two other boys followed suit and cheered
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Potions 606, James Potter’s first class of the morning and dear lord was he shit at it. Thank god Lily was in his class or it would be absolutely unbearable. It wasn’t that he didn’t try, he did try, really hard actually. Sometimes it felt like his brain just wasn’t built to remember so many gaddamn details. He did catch one detail this morning though,
His beloved Lily Evans was avoiding Snevilis like the plaig
She was looking for a different desk partner but almost all the other seats were taken except for one.
Klaus the Ravenclaw boy who usually sits beside James was recently hospitalized because he caught dragon pox
James Fleamont Potter this is your chance.
Don’t make a fool of yourself.
Holy shit she’s walking across the room
Lily finally reached his desk and stopped about a meter in front of him “Potter,” she started
“Evans.” James tried to respond as nonchalantly as possible but it came out as more of a nervous squeak
“I’ve heard that your desk partner will be spending the next little while in the hospital wing so as much as this pains me to say, would you mind if I sit with you?”
James shot out of his seat faster than the speed of light and pulled out Lily’s chair for her “Of course Evans, anything for you” he said way too enthusiastically
“um… thanks” Lily responded awkwardly as she sat down
A piece of warn chalk then started to levitate and magically write a note on the board at the front of the room
Professor Slughorn will be around 15 minuets late due to some unforeseen delays, please keep yourselves busy by reading through your text books or a book of your choice.
Class is NOT cancelled and anyone who decides to leave now will receive a month of detention and several points taken away from their house
Lily pulled a muggle magazine from her bag as James sat staring at her
He probably looked rather dumb-
“What exactly is your problem Potter” she snapped
“I- I’m sorry” James stuttered out quickly not meaning to offend her
God that was the last thing he wanted to do
“It’s just you’re usually such a star student, I didn’t expect you to pull out a magazine of all things”
“Yeah well… I don’t really feel like potions right now… I’m tired”
Without even looking at her James could tell something was wrong, but when he looked at her eyes he could see something very unfamiliar behind them
“But you love potions” he tried “Is something going on?? Do yo want to talk-”
“For christ sake James can’t you let me read my magazine in peace?!” she snapped
James barley whispered “Right,,, sorry” and drew his attention to the other side of the room trying to make himself invisible to Lily
It had been about five minutes since Lily snapped at him when James decided to dare and look back at her, Lily was so immersed in her reading she was completely unaware
James noticed something strange about the page she was on
He would admit that he was pretty unfamiliar with a lot muggle culture but this was something he had never even heard of
Are Japan’s Host Clubs The Entertainment Of The Future?
Now what on earth is a host club?
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A/N: This is the byproduct of re-watching ohshc for like the 20th time and my absolutely bizarre shower thoughts so please forgive me. I’ve barley even started this project and so far I have learned that j.k rowling is even more of an idiot than I originally thought and wizard currency is incredibly confusing. Even after reading this article I’ve decided to stick with what she said and assume that 1 galleon is worth around 5 pounds in today’s society (remember that the marauders went to school in the 70s and yes I know she said that in 2001 so it’s not technically today’s society anymore). So yeah the harry potter wiki is gonna be my tool for figuring hot how much shit costs. As I said before I understand that the marauders went to school in the 70s and money’s worth has changed a lot since then because of inflation, I’m not going to make this more complicated for myself and do the math, we’re just going to pretend that 5 pounds is worth the exact same now as it was in the 70s. I also read that the wolfsbane potion was invented sometime between 1985-1991 but we’re going to scrap that and pretend that it was invented in 1976 at the beginning of sixth year(if it’s not clear this fic takes place during sixth year). The last thing that we’re going to pretend is that the prank DID NOT happen the year before, this is just supposed to be a silly goofy feel good, slow burn, fluffy fic and I don’t feel like being depressed right now:) Anyways I hope you enjoy!!
