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tbh the only evidence i need that harry’s a gryffindor is the fact that he kept going back to the forbidden forest after voldemort tried to kill him, aragog tried to eat him, lupin turned into a wolf and attacked him, the dementors tried to kiss him, barty crouch was murdered and turned into a bone, umbridge was kidnapped by centaurs,, boy had to die in that forest before he stopped going back
we have no evidence he stopped
Women of Harry Potter: Lily Evans
I’m not a freak.
Some angsty times with jily bc those years after Hogwarts must’ve been pretty intense
ao3:
me:
Did Lily ever find out James scribbled her initials in his exam papers? Did the marauders tell her? Did she use this against him for the rest of their life? I hope so.
Biracial Harry is my favorite Harry
Destress doodle before bed
moodboard: quidditch (requested by anon)
“One keeper. One quaffle. Three chasers. Two bludgers. Two beaters. One snitch. One seeker.”
A New Year’s Eve
Someone asked for a New Years followup literally a year ago and here it is now because I am the worst and wrote half of this a year ago and half of it today. Happy New Years! Follow up to THIS: (x)
It’s New Year’s Eve and Lily Evans is standing in front of James Potter’s front door, and isn’t entirely sure how she got there. She planned to be alone this New Years, to cry and think of her mum and how she would make her proud. Get some really good wallowing in. Instead here she stands. Then Mary squeaks with excitement and she’s reminded how this all happened: since James invited her to New Years last week at the Christmas party, Lily has had no peace. Sirius sent an owl a day and Mary kept just popping up at her house, looking at her pleadingly and telling her about a cute dress she bought just for the occasion, please let’s go to this party, Lily. And Lily is exhausted and sad and misses her mother and hates that she’ll never see this new year. So she couldn’t put up much of a fight. So here she stands, tugging at the very short skirt Mary made her wear and nervous, stupidly, to see James Potter. Who has been so nice to her since her mum passed. And who she’d really like to hug again. Sirius opens the door. His eyes fly open in mock-shock and he cries, “Stars and Spells, it’s Lily Evans in the flesh!” “And Mary McDonald,” Mary huffs. “I—wow, I’m shocked! Shocked I say! Seeing you here!” Sirius cries, pulling the girls both in.
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“I’ll be your best friend, lil’dude!” said Hagrid
A Christmas Party
Summary: Lily is having a tough Christmas break. James is having a party. Features a drunk Sirius, a supportive James, and a defensive Lily. (x)
It’s Christmas break of her sixth year, and Lily Evans is sitting at her kitchen table, staring at a letter in her hands.
“What’s that you’ve got, dear?” asks her father, tottering into the kitchen to find something for breakfast.
“What? Oh—nothing. An invitation,” she says, slipping the piece of parchment back into its envelope and slipping it into her pocket. “For a party. A couple days before Christmas. I’m not going.”
“Oh, go. You could use a party. It’s been a tough winter,” he says. He’s found a bowl and the bottle of milk. He’s looking for their cereal, but Lily already knows there is none left. They used the last of it yesterday for dinner.
“No, no, I’d really better not,” she says in the way that her father knew meant that she wouldn’t be swayed.
Instead of pushing, he says, “Could you pop out for some cereal? We’re out.”
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ao3 // ff.net
She had a way of seeing the beauty in others, even, and perhaps most especially, when that person couldn’t see it in themselves.
J.K. Rowling, The Prisoner of Azkaban (via dailydoseofstuf)
okay the Jily spook ones are fabbbb could you be dear and write another spook one set on Christmas Eve/Day??? Thank you!! Merry Christmas!🎄xxx
(Part One) (Part Two) Merry Christmas, anon! James is pretty sure Lily is too comfortable with their relationship this Christmas.
Lily Apparated in after spending Christmas morning with her family, and James and Sirius both tackled her on sight.
“Let her up, let her up,” Mrs. Potter said as she hauled Sirius up by the back of his shirt collar. “Lily, dear, so good to see you. Happy Christmas.”
Once Lily was back on her feet and Mrs. Potter was on her way to the kitchen to ask the house elves for cookies and ciders, James and Sirius pulled her into the living room. Lily’s eyes were wide as she took in the house; it was a beautiful home on a good day, but with the amount of tinsel and garlands and the elaborately decorated tree, it looked more like a picture in one of her mum’s magazines than a family home. James flopped into one of the plush armchairs and pulled her into his lap, kissing her on the nose gently and grinning.
“Oh Merlin,” Sirius groaned. “I’ll keep Mum Potter away long enough for you two to be disgusting together,” he drawled, dragging his feet behind him and dragging his hands across the string of bells hanging from one of the shelves. “You’ve been apart three days. Ridiculous.”
“Happy Christmas,” James said quietly when Sirius’s elaborate exit was through.
“Same to you,” Lily grinned. She kissed him gently but pulled back quicker than James was ready for. His face was slack and lips slightly open when he popped his eyes open in surprise. “Do you think he’s right?”
“What? Who?”
“Sirius. About us being ridiculous.”
“It’s Christmas and I get to spend it with you for the first time. Sirius is lucky I didn’t make us matching sweaters and write a song,” James said lightly. He tried to lean forward to recapture her lips but she dodged him and placed a hand on his chest. He groaned and lowered his forehead to rest against Lily’s.
“Just sit for a moment,” she whispered. She burrowed her face in his neck and inhaled. “I just want to enjoy you.”
“You could enjoy snogging me,” James grumbled but he made no attempt to change what was happening. His heart felt too full just then to really complain. After a minute he kissed her cheek and chuckled. “You’ve made yourself just right at home here, Lils.”
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‘Harry, look!’ She was pointing at the war memorial. As they had passed it, it had transformed. Instead of an obelisk covered in names, there was a statue of three people: a man with untidy hair and glasses, a woman with long hair and a kind, pretty face, and a baby boy sitting in his mother’s arms. Snow lay upon all their heads, like fluffy, white caps….
Two paintings that I’ve made to illustrate a Christmas atmosphere (that I imagine :D) inside of Hogwarts.
Harry opening Dumbledore’s present: his father’s Invisibility Cloak. Harry, Ron and Hermione spending Christmas at Hogwarts - playing chass in Gryffindor Common Room.
Merry Christmas! ♡
insp. & insp.
They are my BOYS (actually my favorite friendship of all time tho)
ENDLESS LIST OF FAVOURITE CHARACTERS → neville longbottom
“I’ll join you when Hell freezes over.“
