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womp womp, 16, they/he

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Lily Evans who people only viewed as valuable due to her relationships with other people. Lily Evans who was a soldier at 17 years old. Lily Evans who faced down Voldemort. Multiple times. Lily Evans who is only spoken about as a love interest. Lily Evans who was a prodigy. Lily Evans who never got to fix her relationship with her sister. Lily Evans who got married young. Lily Evans who fought back. Lily Evans who spent of all of Hogwarts being told to choose "the right guy". Lily Evans who had dreams and goals of her own. Lily Evans who will always be known as the mother of the chosen one. Not the witch who saved his life through her love alone. Lily Evans who was spoken about as an accessory. Lily Evans who is only called Lily Potter.

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Somewhere in the ministry archive there is a memory labelled:

"The phone call from Remus Lupin to Mary Macdonald informing her the war had been won."

This is what it contains.

“Mary.”

No.

No it can’t be. 

Anyone but her.

Anyone but Lily.

“Mary. Lily and James they’re, they’re just gone. Peter is dead, fuck, all that was left was his fucking finger. And Sirius is the bloody traitor. He killed them all. Everyone is dead.”

Her and Remus, thousands of miles apart; her in her dingy apartment living off a junior journalist's salary and him off fighting a mythical war, have never been more the same. They share choked off sobs and gasps of desperate air. The bitter tinge of impossible denial rests on their tongues only sweetened by the promise joining them or bloody revenge. Her shoulders sink with the weight of another responsibility, another fate she had tried to run from but will now carry for those who died taking it.

“Harry. Remus what happened to Harry? Is he?”

“Dumbledore has him. He uh, he killed Voldemort.”

“Dumbledore did?”

“No. Harry did.”

“I’ll be right there.”

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Hear me out Pandora and Xeno in the middle of the war decide to have lavender marriage because both are gay as fuck. That way Pandora can fully leave the Rosier family name behind but still stay safe because while Xeno is a little odd he comes from a fairly respected family. and Xenophilius gets to do whatever the fuck he wants and write his articles in peace. his family gets off his back because his wife is super successful and 'carrying on the legacy' whatever that means. And they have Pandora because they both want a kid and their besties who knew they would make great parents

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Have you ever considered that Mary had been Harry's godmother? That even at eighteen she had seen that this war was a death sentence and wanted nothing to do with it. That perhaps the first call Lily made when she found out she was pregnant was to the one person she knew could protect her son and raise him in peace? And of course Mary would have agreed, Lily was her best friend. They all hoped that it would never be needed. But then came the day it was, everything had fallen apart and with tears in her eyes she went to Dumbledore and asked where the fuck her kid was, because that what Harry was now her fucking kid. He told her no, that Harry had needed to go to Petunia who Mary had only heard terrible things about. Of course she would have protested but had no defense when told that was the only way to ensure his safety and the chance at a normal life. Have you ever considered that reason Mary obliviated herself was out of guilt? That after everything all her remaining friends were dead or as good as and she couldn't protect their son?

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Mary was off to America, to get the journalism degree she dreamed of for years. To change the world her way, without the blood and wands but a paper and pen. She never did ask the others what they thought of it, she was far too scared that they would call her a coward for that. So Mary went to school and the others went to war.

At the start she managed to visit but soon all travel in and around wizard london was monitored and dangerous. Then they moved to letters and phone calls. As the war picked up their calls across the sea decreased. The only one to visit her was Sirius, and even that was just the once, right after his brother was declared dead. He popped in while her roommate was gone and simply sobbed on her bathroom floor. Sirius told her he never did get around to calling Regulus, he thought they would have time later. Later when they were no longer dictated by the colours they wore or burning marks on arms. Regulus Black was seventeen when he died, no one knew if he had hopes let alone plans for the future. But what he did have was a big brother who Mary thought was going to follow him to an early grave.

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Regulus Black was not innocent lamb you gently lead to the altar, you do not pet him and soothe his distressed cries as you draw the knife. Regulus Black was the Canary you sent into the coal mine. He would fly among you and watch over the miners who may have sentenced him to death. Regulus was the one who would get sick and suffer just for a chance to save those he cared for. He would fly and fly until he no longer could. The miners made it out, even if he didn't. But that's ok he is just the canary in the coal mine, he is just the second son.

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pandora as an anna delvey au?? Do you see my vision??

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"Narcissa your exhausted, why don't you take a nap?"

It was Regulus, but that wasn't right-

"Seriously Cissa, your exhausted, I'll take Draco for a bit and you can relax at the very least."

Then her baby cousin was coming out from behind her and taking the fussy toddler into his arms. Regulus, with an ease she never expects from the younger boy, starts bouncing and cooing at the blonde bundle in his arms.

Draco was nearly two now but was still so clingy, he would grab onto anyone he could and just hold on for hours. Normally it was just about Narcissa's favorite thing but her and Lucius have been fighting lately and she's just been so alone and-

She must doze for a while because when she wakes she sees her two favorite boys playing out in the garden. Regulus sweeps a giggling Draco up into his arms and swings him around. The youngest Black brother smiles more these days and always has a grin around his godson and Draco always smiles back at him. He sets the little boy back on his on two feet, the tot manages to stand on his own for a moment before collapsing into a pile of giggles.

Dropping to his knees Regulus blows bubbles into the squirming toddlers stomach, making a real show of it to. Draco all flying limbs and clumsy fists but still manages to escape his laughing uncles clutches and starts sprinting towards the house screaming "Mummy uncle Reggie is mean! MUMMY-"

And then Narcissa wakes up.

Draco is still screaming, Lucius is nowhere to be found, and Regulus is dead.

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rosekiller have one of those dates where you paint each other except when evan's not looking barty cuts his palm and does it with his blood. evan meanwhile draws barty's face but no skin just the muscle layer and it's shockingly anatomically correct. they both think this is the most romantic thing in the world

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MaryLily are so chappell roan coded and I will fight quite literally anyone who says otherwise

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Do you think Narcissa saw Regulus in her sons eyes?

Do you think she saw the fear as the war raged on and the horrors came knocking to their doorstep? The anger of not believing in this maniacs words but valuing his life over rebellion? The spark of life whenever that potter was mentioned, a spark of something that was certainly wasnt hate? They may not have had the same eyes but they were near identical when they begged her to do something. Or maybe she was trying to humanize the person her darling cousin had become in those last months. To believe that the fool might be out there living his life, abandoning his duty to the family. Selfishly wishing that was the choice her son would make, not to follow his uncle into the gravesite of the to young soldiers. Do you think she would look into those eyes and wondered what could have been?

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Recently got back into the shadowhunter universe by cassandra claire so here is who I think would be parabatai's

James and Sirius - do I need to explain? alone they are one half of a whole, share thoughts, closer than brothers, always each others first choice

Pandora and Regulus - it just makes sense, they complete and compliment, the one's sent to do the dirty work, they would use the bond as an excuse for regulus to escape his parents, grumpy and sunshine y'know?

Bellatrix and Andromeda - a little unconventional but they were as thick as thieves, makes the betrayals hurt just that little bit more, i think Andromeda for a time would have stabilized Bellatrix a lot

Mary and Marlene - the duo no expects til their already kicking ass, one's willing to play the politics while the other is fighting, can't imagine a world without the other in it, (marlene is also Alec coded in the meaning she was in love with her parabatai for a hot minute)

It is important to me that you know Lily and Remus are Warlock besties (yes, wolfstar are malec variants here) and Dorcas is a vampire in this AU. Barty was a shadowhunter but got turned into a werewolf because his father betrayed him

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Milk town by Nep except its regulus and lily who got married and then both fell in love with james

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I like to imagine quite a few professors just, boarded themselves in their classrooms on April first while the marauders attended school, it did not save them but at least they can say they tried.

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RIP Lily Evans you would have slayed the pastels of spring

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Don't think about Pandora and Remus, who were never very close, but always friendly, meeting for coffee after each funeral.

First was Regulus, none of the order could be seen at his public funeral, so they had a private one. Them meeting for coffee wasn't even intentional, Remus was trying to find something to comfort Sirius and Pandora couldn't stand the thought of going back to her and Reg's apartment alone just yet. They didn't say anything but they do smile (wince) at one another across the shop.

Then it was Evan. There were more and more funerals these days but this was the second one that really hurt. Pandora couldn't keep it together after the funeral. Two of her boys gone with in a year, her mind and her soul. All she could do was pray to a god she did not believe in for him not to take Barty, not to take her heart. To not take Dorcas who would not look her in the eyes, not to take her lungs. Remus found her crying in the safe house kitchen and made her a mug of coffee before slipping out of the room.

She did the same for him at Marlene's funeral.

Dorcas went two months later and no one surprised. Pandora had left Barty (who couldn't stop sobbing, she hoped a hot drink would help his inevitable sore throat) when she found Remus chugging whiskey. for some reason it made her start crying all over again, they didn't say anything as she she cried and made three cups of coffee. Eventually she snagged the whiskey and put it away while nudging a cup of coffee closer to the werewolf. Remus had been there when Dorcas died, it was a miracle he got out alive (remus didn't think so). they still didn't say anything.

Lily, James, and Peter were thrown the most extravagant funeral of the century. All anyone wanted to talk about was their sacrifice, the son who defeated the great evil, the order member who went down saving muggles. no one wanted to talk about the people who died, who Remus's friends were beyond their deaths. no one wanted to talk about the traitor who killed them. No one wanted to acknowledge the young boy with a lightning scar who was now an orphan. Pandora and Remus went for coffee after the funeral, they talked about anything that wasn't death for an hour, desperate to escape this crushing grief with someone who understands for just one more minute.

Remus brings Pandora a coffee after she's detained for trying to kill Dumbledore after Barty was sentenced to life in Azkaban without trial. All she could say is that Dumbledore lied, he promised to protect them now they were all dead or gone. This was as close to a funeral Barty Crouch Jr. would ever get.

A few years later Remus sits with Pandora and drinks a coffee wondering what the hell he supposed to do now.

He leaves a coffee on her grave, it only felt right.

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RIP Regulus Black you would've been mortified by booktok