#euphemia potter

[lextrow-writes]

[ourstarman]

Im having wayyyyyy too much fun with this

[catchafalling-star]

sirius loves giving remus forehead kisses because he learnt physical affection from effie, and she always gives them to him

[moonyhowlsforthestars]

If Euphemia Potter was alive during the Halloween of 1981, she would grab dumbledore by his beard and demand her grandson be returned to her. She would threaten the Minister of Magic to give Sirius Black a trial. She would know with her whole being that Sirius would never betray her son like that. She had already lost one son and would not stand to lose another.

[moonyswarmsweaters]

Kidnapper: We have your kid.

Effie Potter, adoptive mother of more than she can bother counting : Which one?

Kidnapper: Which...? Um...dark hair, light eyes-

Effie: *tired sigh* You're going to have to be more specific.

Kidnapper: P-pissed off, super snarky-

Effie: More

Kidnapper: M-more?

Effie: More specific than that.

[my-castles-crumbling]

watch - jegulus - effiexmonty - @jeggyverses-jegulus-microfic - word count: 295

“I was right,” Euphemia Potter muttered under her breath to her husband as she dried the last of the dishes, slowly sliding it into its proper place in the cabinet.

“Of course you were, darling,” Fleamont grinned, eyes crinkling adoringly while he pressed a kiss to her temple as he entered the kitchen. “I’d never disagree. But maybe share what about?”

“Our son,” Effie replied with a chuckle, turning to pull the man into a proper kiss that warmed him from the inside-out. “He’s rather taken with Regulus.”

Monty’s dark eyes widened in surprise. “Did he already tell you? They’ve all hardly been back here three hours,” he commented, voice full of shock. It was true, the three boys had only shown up there, back from Hogwarts for winter break, a few hours prior.

“Darling,” Effie chuckled, rolling her own eyes, “James is you, in every sense of the word. Just watch him around the boy for five minutes. You’ll see.”

This took Monty off-guard for a moment. He knew his son was very much like him, but he wasn’t sure what to watch for, to prove that. Especially when it came to proving his son was in love. Still, he crept into the sitting room, determined to figure it out for himself.

It didn’t take long, though. As soon as he caught sight of the two boys, he heard Regulus drawl, “You know I’m right, Potter!” a smirk on his face as he crossed his arms triumphantly.

And James’s slightly-dazed, completely loving, faintly-sarcastic response: “‘Course, love. You always are.”

Fleamont saw the adoring, mesmerized look on his son’s face, and something swooped in his stomach.

Oh.

Yes, once again, his ridiculously smart wife had been right.

Not that he’d ever dream of doubting her.

[knighthans]

Euphemia and Fleamont cooking the best pakistani meal and some excellent meals from all over the world just for James to one day come back from Peter’s house saying “dino nuggets are my favourite food!”

[classicearthworm]

Headcanon:

After James and Regulus got married, Regulus decided to take James' surname. Not because he hated his own (he did), but because of the looks on Effie and Monty's faces when he first brought up the fact that he might want to become a Potter in name too. Monty absolutely cried and Effie's smile was blinding.

[After it does become official, James fucking teases the shit out of him, because what do you mean you WILLINGLY made your initials (that you use for EVERYTHING) RAP? Regulus pretends it bothers him, but when James raps everytime he sees Regulus' initials somewhere, he can't hide his smile.]