#mwpproject 2024

[moonstainn]

My first prompt for @marauderswithpalestineproject !

Wolfstar band au for astronomybrainrot :]

[valexarts]

My prompt for the @marauderswithpalestineproject 🍉

I was assigned prompt number 247 “James and Regulus dancing next to the lake” by anonymous donator

It was really fun to do. Thanks for donating!<3

[battii-art]

Prompt 3 for @multiimoments !! I hope you like it, Jily meeting in a bookshop was so fun to draw

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[popcornhee]

My Doods for the Marauders with palestine project. ( @marauderswithpalestineproject )

Promt 106 (anonymous) "Jegulus One or both of them trans, sleepy cuddles, emotional hurt/comfort relating to dysphoria"

Promt 113 (Blue.jae_creatior) "Evan rosier x barty crouch jr. - cuddling on couch or bed"

[squintclover]

My prompt was Wolfstar; Raising Harry; Fluff provided thanks to the donation from @lemonlans - I hope you like it!

Huge thanks to the team behind @marauderswithpalestineproject such a great initiative for an incredibly worthy cause. If you would like to donate to the Palestine Children's Relief Fund, you can do so here

Last One to the Gates

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore

(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. Of Wizards)

 

Dear Mr Potter, 

We are pleased to inform you that you have been offered a place at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Term starts on Sunday 1st September; your seat for the Hogwarts Express will be reserved once we have confirmation of your attendance. Lessons will begin on Monday 2nd September. 

We would also like to invite you and your family to visit Hogwarts on Friday 16th August for our new Family Fun and Magical Mingling Day. This will be a chance for potential new pupils to familiarise themselves with the grounds, afford you all the opportunity to socialise with your peers before the Sorting on September 1st and ask existing pupils about their experience here at Hogwarts. It is the hope of all Hogwarts staff that this event will not only strengthen ties between Wix and Muggle families, but also between houses at Hogwarts.

Please complete the slip below to confirm your attendance. Confirmation will trigger a secondary letter containing your list of books and equipment for the school year. 

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall,

Deputy Headmistress

 

 

“Papa! Dad!”

Sirius looked up from his copy of The Daily Prophet, immediately discarding it on the kitchen table at Harry’s frantic cry. He turned around on his chair, ready to leap in the direction of Harry’s voice. “Harry?”

“Papa!” Harry’s voice carried from just outside the kitchen, the high timbre of it echoing in the vast hallway of Potter Manor. Moments later, Harry - already tall for his age but still soft around the edges - ran into the kitchen. “Where’s Dad?” 

Before Sirius had a chance to answer, Remus appeared in the doorway, hands muddy and damp grass-stains on his knees. “I’m here. Are you okay? What’s happened?”

Worry, twinned with Sirius’ own, was etched over Remus’ face and Sirius turned back to Harry, eyes scanning over his body to check for visible injuries. He could see none, and with the visual reassurance came a little clarity. Not only was Harry unharmed, but his eyes sparkled in a way that was far more exhilaration than alarm. 

“It’s here! My letter for Hogwarts! It’s arrived!”

Sirius pushed himself up from the table, immediately enveloping Harry in a hug. Remus joined them, squashing Harry’s other side, his arms coming to wrap around Harry and Sirius both.

“Harry sandwich!” Remus said, rocking them all from side to side.

“Da-ad!” Harry complained, though, looking down, Sirius caught the pleased smile tucked alongside his pre-teen eye roll.

Sirius pulled away, stepping back to sit in his chair again, beckoning Harry to join him on the chair next to him. Remus sat on Sirius’ other side at the head of the table and flicked his wand at the kettle, setting it to the stove. Sirius gave him a grateful smile. 

“So come on then, Scamp, let’s see your letter!”

Harry slapped it on the table so both Sirius and Remus could see, the two of them bending over slightly to read it.

“Look at all that crap under Albus’ name,” Sirius scoffed under his breath, shaking his head a little.

Remus smirked. “Now, now, Sirius,” he replied in equally muted tones, though Sirius could hear the amusement in it. 

“Well, it’s true isn’t it? Only a right cu-”

“Ahem.”

"Only a complete prat would put all that under their name on a school letter," Sirius paused, then added "spoilsport" with his own smirk at Remus. Focussing back on the letter, Sirius glanced to the bottom. “McGee is deputy now, look. Sounds about right, she always was a fierce one.”

“Come now, Padfoot. Of all of us, she was least fierce with you.”

“What’s a McGee?”

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[angel-daydreams]

deep in the meadow

G | 3.1k | jegulus | an afterlife au

written by angeldaydreams on ao3.

Before Regulus blinks awake, he hears the distant voice of an angel, smooth timbre singing lowly above him, breath casting warm over his cheeks.

Deep in the meadow, under the willow // A bed of grass, a soft green pillow // Lay down your head and close your eyes // And when they open, the sun will rise

Regulus settles closer to the warm body beside him, humming along to the tune. He lays his head gently against his chest, feeling the low rumble against his ear. It settles him, calms him—he feels safe and secure within these arms.

Or, somewhere beyond the unknown, the afterlife is something soft and lovely—sometimes it’s a peaceful meadow with a shaded willow tree, and this is where you will find the sweetest of lullabies; this is where Regulus Black learns to love and let go.

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this is written for the @marauderswithpalestineproject with prompt #23 by an anonymous prompter!

[chericheribaby]

As warm as the Calabrian sun

jegulus | G | 8.4k

Sometimes, when the planets are misaligned and the odds are not in his favor, James Potter gets sick. But even when all seems lost, James hasn’t run out of luck because, when he least expects it, said luck knocks on his door, taking the shape of someone very dear to him. James only has to let him in. *** Featuring a sick James, a cheeky little Harry, an orange cat named mandarina and an unexpected —but not unrequited— feverish confession under the stars. And love, so much love wrapped between white linen sheets and soft summer breeze.

Written for @marauderswithpalestineproject. 🍉

Thank you @wordsofwilderness for your donation and for such a lovely prompt!! hope u like it :)

[lesbians4omori]

Prompt #41 for the MWPProject 2024!! @marauderswithpalestineproject

for @hxlda-hxlda hope you like it!!