Based off of this request: ‘’Can I pls get a James potter X fem!reader fluff with baby harry’’ @slut4benbarnes
characters: James Potter, female!reader, Harry Potter
warnings: I don’t think there are any, maybe kissing? This is just pure fluff, this is pretty short though. NOT PROOF READ!
plot: James gets home early from a long day of work, only to find reader and Harry ready to surprise him.
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James Potter had a difficult job, of course he wouldn't complain since he got to work with his best friends but being an auror meant almost never being home with his beautiful wife and son, which is why he was so excited when he heard he could go home early.
As he passed the front door of the small cottage the Potter family lived in and heard the giggles of his (y/n) and Harry, his heart felt like it was about to burst with love. He followed the angelic sounds to the kitchen, where Harry giggled as his mom played pika-boo with him by putting some of the freshly baked cookies in front of his eyes.
James couldn't help but smile himself at the display, quietly coming over and hugging his wife from behind causing her to let out a small scream before realising it was the love of her life. She kissed him as Harry called out to him.
How could James ever complain when he was blessed with such an amazing family?
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The Red Thorns adventures (Harry Potter Marauders era fanfiction ) (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/299037654-the-red-thorns-adventures-harry-potter-marauders?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=Marauders_Aesthetic&wp_originator=nj7a24lHqPPQBY77R6MFrw8wvRQ45PSEolp6K%2BcAqUCseZ%2BGfqWQWvGtjHuBgYwitw5unoEuJUbSGy0KPF2abMi4iQDIA%2FO9kqXlquXJNyboR46iHDTJ9KrEihmQ107V Hogwarts, 1975 Bloom and her gang of friends are not your average kind of witches. They are in a gang called the Red Thorns. What is their goal ? To beat the Marauders and out prank them in every possible way. This year they are starting their 5th year and this is the year that will change for better or for worse. Read this story to discover the story behind the 4 girls who beat the Marauders at their own game. Disclaimer : I do not support JKR This story is based on the HP universe and all of my characters are OCs.
I had a plan... James was going down.
My throat burned as the flames of the Firewhiskey trailed down my throat. Lily eyed the discarded shot glass warily. "If you were going to drink this much you could have just told me."
I barely even registered her words as I scanned the room, a fire in my soul. Or that could have just been the bottle of giggle water from earlier. But either way, my gaze was drinking in every jawline and every male teen my age calculating which male would make the attractive "perfect" James Potter jealous.
"I can get some boy to make out with me, Psht, boys are stupid, I can get one to make out with me, no problem," I murmured under my breath, I gave the room another scan. Teenage boys were all horn dogs they'd screw a pillow if you drew some nice ass cheeks on it.
"What? Sorry Y/N, I couldn't hear you over the music," Lily said, knitting her brows and cupping a hand around her ear. "Could you repeat that?"
"How would I get a guy to kiss me?" I asked, louder this time, my lips pursing in thought as I continued. "How.." I sighed in embarrassment, "you know.." I trailed off.
Lily eyed me up and down as if I was crazy and then cocked her head, eyebrows raised. And chucked "You're really going for James tonight?" she asked, a grin breaking out across her face.
I nodded, still slightly distracted. "Yeah, well... let me explain."
She looked more curious now, she put down her drink. I dragged on "Well Sirius said I should kiss another guy to make James jealous.." she snorted
"Are you sure that's who you want to take advise from?" I nodded
"Lily, Sirius has been with a lot of ladies, he can’t be too far off can he?"
"Well just be careful and if you really want to the way to get a guy to kiss you, you have to get close to him, touch his arm, lean in, that sort of thing."
Lily had spotted Peter who was shitfaced in the corner of the room about to take another shot she immediately went into mother mode running to stop him from killing himself I went to take a step forward to follow them, but then paused, recognizing my mission, my plan, my purpose tonight I make snooty James fall in love with me.
Taking a deep breath, I turned my attention back to the room, turning on my availability radar. Some of the faces were vaguely familiar but that wasn't what I wanted, I just needed to find someone who was either from another house or too shitfaced to remember me Now I just had to strike up a conversation with one of them, talk boy things. Boys liked quidditch and... and I don't know, And boobs. I could do this. At the very least- while boobs were not physically my forte, I could do quidditch.
I marched with my Hope's and dreams straight into the middle of a group of not so bad looking boys. Who all paused mid-chug as I squeezed myself between a cute blonde and a shorter redhead speckled with freckles. They both stared at me. I swallowed awkwardly. Boy things. Talk boy things.
"How do you guys feel about boobs?" I asked, blinking, with an awkward grin. They said nothing. Nothing at all. Just stared, at me as if I had carrots for earrings soul-sucking eyes boring into me like to dementors. No words...
"I'm just gonna- I'm gonna leave now.
“Thank you. For this fabulous conversation. I'll take this as my cue."
It took all my effort not to run to my dorm and hole away like freaking golem. I didn't, mainly because of the heat of the moment and partly the booze that was still fueling my crazed mission plan. At least the buzz that was clouding brain made it a tiny bit bearable, although morning Y/N was probably going to jump off the astronomy tower, or it was a possibility that she would let the giant squid eat her. For now, at least, I had the rest of the night to most likely kill myself with embarrassment
Just as I had poured myself another drink I saw James sat in the corner he was surrounded by 5 girls all giggling I sighed when I felt a tap on the shoulder. I turned around and was greeted with the very man that had fueled the fire that was my imagination.
"Sirius are you sure about this.."
"Yes love, I'm sure it will work."
"Maybe you could just kiss me it would be a lot easier." He chuckled at the notion.
"Nah mate, James would kill me,"
"Wait, what did you say.."
His eyes grew wide," nothing I didn't mean anything by that at all,"
"Sirius if you are lying to me I swe-"
He cut me off
"Ok-ok," he held his hands up defensively, "Fine the man is in love with you ok but I thought it would be funny if you randomly kissed a random dude." I took another two shots off the table and stormed towards James before Sirius could stop me I downed both of them. James had got up when he noticed me storming in his direction.
"You!" He looked worried at this point I had reached him. I grabbed his tie an pulled the tall man to my height.
"What are you doing Y/N?"
before he said anything else I pressed my lips to his and to my surprise he kissed me back. I felt him smirk against my lips,
"I knew that one-day y/n l/n would steal my lips as well as my heart." We laughed,
"Shut up and kiss me you dork."
I figured the reader would have died in the first battle so here we go, grab some tissues and chocolate bc we’re going to get super sad :-))) Warning: MENTIONS OF BLOOD • at first he wouldn’t cry • because he couldn’t believe it • and then he would kneel down and pull your body into his lap • your limp, cold and bloody body • there was so much blood • it was pooled around the two • his hands were slick with it • the hands she held • on walks • on the sofa • when they made love • or when they were just falling asleep • it felt as if Remus had just been injured too • he finally breaks down, crying on your bloodstained chest, staining his already bloody face even further • James and Sirius running to him because they see him fall but stopping when they see you • Dumbledore and Minerva watching it all happen • and Minerva breaks down into Albus' shoulder • they both had watched Remus' hardships, and y/n was the one thing that gave him hope • and now that was gone • lily running to James and sobbing when she sees the scene • a week later, the group holds a proper funeral for you • so Remus has closure • but he's never the same • he often has nightmares • moreso than usual now • and he wakes up looking to your side of the bed, only to realize it wasn't just A dream • he never finds love after that • because he thought you were the one for him • and only you
James Potter x Lettore: Bacio di mezzanotte (parte 2)
PARTE 1
James era consumato da una gelosia bruciante. (T/n) aveva baciato qualcun altro a Capodanno, meraviglioso. E lui era perfino ubriaco! Eppure quella notte aveva sognato di baciarla… ed era stato così reale, così vero.
James scosse la testa e distolse lo sguardo dalla snella figura di (T/n) intenta a parlare con Sirius e Lily. Sapeva che non doveva essere geloso del suo migliore amico, ma vederlo ridere con (T/n) e gli faceva provare una sensazione bruciante al petto che lo mandava fuori di testa. Come se non bastasse erano passati diversi giorni dal primo dell’anno e sembrava che l’unico argomento discusso nel loro piccolo gruppo fosse il misterioso principe azzurro di (T/n). A James non importava chi fosse, lo detestava.
-Calmati- si disse, asciugandosi i palmi sui pantaloni, prima di alzarsi dal divano e avvicinarsi al terzetto.
-Allora, James sa davvero del bacio?- stava chiedendo Lily con un sopracciglio alzato.
Certo che lo sapeva! Ed era per questo che si sentiva così dannatamente invidioso, così geloso nei confronti di chiunque avesse osato baciare la ragazza di cui era innamorato da così tanto tempo.
-Si! So del meraviglioso bacio che la nostra cara (T/n) ha condiviso con un perfetto sconosciuto! Ora scusatemi- sbottò, livido. Tutta la sala comune di Grifondoro aveva gli occhi puntati su di lui. James recuperò la sua borsa e, sbattendo la propria spalla contro quella di (T/n), se ne andò.
-Ramoso!- gridò Sirius. (T/n) mormorò una scusa e gli corse dietro.
Il vento scompigliava i capelli scuri di James mentre faceva il giro del Lago Nero. Aveva sbagliato, lo sapeva, ma non poteva più sopportare quel peso enorme sul petto. Desiderava da morire fregarsene, ma semplicemente non poteva. (T/n) significava tutto per lui e sperava che lei se ne fosse accorta dopo tutti quegli anni passati ad ammirarla da lontano, ad amarla in silenzio.
-James!- si sentì chiamare. Oh no, pensò. Si girò e vide (T/n) correre verso di lui, i capelli che danzavano mossi dal vento. Lo stomaco gli si serrò.
-(T/n) io… mi dispiace okay? Ho dato di matto e ora mi sento un perfetto idiota. Solo che…-. (T/n) alzò le sopracciglia e incrociò le braccia.
-Solo che?
James respirò a fondo.
-Solo che tu mi piaci davvero e sono morto dalla gelosia quando…- (T/n) scoppiò a ridere e James aggrottò la fronte, perplesso.
-Davvero ti piaccio?- chiese (T/n) quando si fu ripresa. Lui annuì. (T/n) sorrise e il viso le si illuminò, James la fissò ammirato. Si era sempre chiesto se una singola persona potesse essere bella, intelligente, simpatica e generosa allo stesso tempo, ma a quanto pareva (T/n) ci riusciva.
-James, non c’è nulla di cui essere geloso, in realtà. Ho baciato te quella sera, ma credo tu lo abbia dimenticato, il che, se vuoi, può essere abbastanza comico.- disse quando vide che l’espressione confusa non lasciava il volto del ragazzo. Una gioia indescrivibile lo invase improvvisamente e, senza nemmeno rendersene conto, si stavano baciando. Le labbra morbide di (T/n) sulle sue gli riportarono alla mente quei pochi secondi di Capodanno, quando il bacio sapeva di alcool e di desiderio. Ma ora era diverso, più intimo, più calmo e dolce. James era attento, ogni più piccola parte di lui concentrata su loro due soltanto.
Getting to King’s cross Station was always difficult. I had to get to the portkey on time, but with Mother always fussing about my appearance. I hurry with my luggage, bag full of books and my guitar. I look like I was going on holidays. Well not exactly! I’m a witch you see! And I need to get to get to platform 9¾. It doesn’t exist you say? I’ll let you in on a little secret… It does! It is located between platforms 9 and 10, you just go through the wall and voila! I’m currently doing that with my pet fox-squirrel Teto.
I can see it! The Hogwarts Express, it’s recognizable red color with its impressive black smoke coming out of it, here to take me home! I walked to my compartment to find Eireann already there. She is one of my best friends. She is a muggleborn Hufflepuff! What is a muggleborn? Oh well it’s someone like me! Who have non magical parents! She lives in Cork, Ireland with her parents who are writers and artists. She has blond hair and blue eyes. She has a younger sister who is in the same house as her. Eireann looked up to see me.
- Bloom, she shouted and hugged me
- Hey Re! How are you?
- Aaaaaah There you are, exclaimed my other best friend Saoirse as she let her bags drop at her feet.
Saoirse is a Ravenclaw, she has brown eyes and gorgeous long chocolate hair. She is a pureblood from Dublin, that means both her parents are wizards. She is an only child and she is a fighter, black belt in judo and karate and she is a pro horse rider.
She sat down next to Re:
- What happened love? I asked
- What do you think? she snarled, My parents! They want me to be nicer to the Slytherin Purebloods this year!
- What? Why… I don’t understand…., whispered Eireann
- DAMN RIGHT IT’S WRONG! shouted my bestie Shannon Murphy
She was wearing her signature leather jacket and combat boots. She was holding her bike helmet while letting her beautiful black hair down.
- Shan don’t shout, I exclaimed
- Her parents are going to marry her off to some rich pureblood who can’t even fight for his own life, she snapped in her Belfast accent, Oh and by the way, I just ran into you know who!
- Oh no, said Re scared
- She doesn’t mean Voldemort, I reassured
- Don’t say his name, snapped Saoirse
- Sisi! Fear of a name increases fear of the thing itself, I said eyeing them, she meant the idiots, I added
Shan sat next to me. What you need to know about Shannon is that she is from Belfast like my own father. Her dad is a muggle while her mother is a witch. When her dad found out about this, he threw her mom out the door. Shan still sees her mom of course; she lives outside of town and is a herbologist. Shannon has two older siblings, Marl and Niamh who are non-wizards. Shannon is my best friend in the world. She rides a motorbike and is an amazing photographer. She looks tough on the outside but I know better. She is passionate about English Lit. She was wearing an oversized sweater today!
- Shan… what are you hiding, I whispered urgently
- Can we not? Please…
- But … fine! But you will tell me when we reach Hogwarts, I sternly said
Shan looked away to talk with Sisi. I looked at my friends, our group of 4, The three musketeers! We were known as the Red Thorns. Why? Because we always wore a rose pin on our clothes. We started to talk about the year, our 5th, that was about to start, that’s when Snow mentioned her costume designs:
Re took out her sketchbook out and showed us drawings of our new costumes. They were amazing! This year we were sure to win, the group costume contest. Every year our rival gang, the Marauders, would beat us. We needed to beat them! It was a matter of Pride as the Red Thorns. Oh! You must have heard how Sisi called Re, Snow? Well before the end of our 4thyear, the girls and I became what is called Animagus. That means that we can transform into our spiritual animal. It is a very difficult process and very dangerous. But we managed. Re is a snowy owl, that is very rare! Sisi is a mare but her Patronus (spiritual animal if you wish) is a Abraxan Winged Horse, we call her Spirit. Shan is a phoenix but her Patronus is a Thestral, I still don’t know how that happened… She goes by the name of Flame. And what about me? Well, I’m a cute bunny. The name is Midnight, but beware….
What is it? what are our costumes? Hahaha a player never reveals his cards my friends. You will have to wait and see. Anyway, we have arrived. We have arrived to our home for another year, Hogwarts…
