#young!james x reader

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my adorable prongs, i love u so deerly ❤️

[princesse-de-ravenclaw]

I JUST FINISHED ALL THE DRACO TALK ASKS AND NOW I KINDA WANNA TALK ABOUT JAMES.... JAMES TALK ANYONE????

Send me some James Potter 😉

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gift: james potter

A pink wrapped gift was levitating above your blanket when Y/N woke up, it sparkled in the sun and you didn't want to ruin the ever careful wrapping of the paper. Nevertheless, you did and a squeal fell from your lips as you saw the gift. It was the first photo of James and you, beautiful carvings of flowers were on the photo frame. The joy you had now was like the joy you had when James asked you to be his girlfriend.

No matter how hard you tried to stop it, the corners of your mouth lifted up into a smile. It felt like a dream as you walked down the corridors to the Great Hall. Spotting the mess of hair, Y/N walked over and sat next to James.

“Hey.” A glow of pure happiness on your face.

“What's got you all smiley?” Remus asks, who only just woke up and all he wanted to do was to fall asleep again.

“Well me, of course,” James boasted, he too had his own smile spread across his face.

“Did you like it?“

“Liked it? I loved it!” You exclaim, hoping your eyes told it all. You did mean it, after all.

“I haven't got anything for you though,” you sigh, the smile on your face faltering. He lifted your chin with his pointer finger and gazed into your eyes.

“The fact that you're here is the best gift you could ever give to me,” he replies, sincerity in his eyes. As if on queue, a rose appeared in front of you and carefully, your fingers grasped it.

“Happy Valentines Day,” he says, looking at you in awe as you looked at the rose with pure joy.

“I should have gone a long time ago!” Sirius announced, the sickening love becoming too much for him. He made a bee-line for the door and was gone in mere seconds.

“Thank you,” you mumble, kissing his clothed shoulder and leant your head against it. James kisses your hairline and whispers an, “I love you.” It was something that you could only hear despite the ever close proximity of the Gryffindor table.

[princesse-de-ravenclaw]

'S Your Name, Isn't It?

Word Count: 2,977

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“Can you blokes slow down? My legs are littler than yours!” Y/N called after the four rowdy boys. “You speed up, Mini Moony! We’re gonna miss the train!” Sirius yelled back to her, not slowing down in the slightest. A few sprints later, the five teenagers made it to the train, quickly shuffling into a cart just as it began to move. “Padfoot, if you ever wait until the last minute to pack again, I will personally make sure that the rest of your life is miserable,” Y/N threatened, trying to catch her breath. “We made it, didn’t we?” He smirked, earning a glare from Y/N. “Take It easy, Little Lupin. We got here before it left, and we’re heading heading home for the summer,” James smiled. Y/N grumbled a “whatever” in response and rested her head on her brother’s shoulder. 

Y/N had let go of her nickname long ago. It had started as “Little Lupin” but when “Moony” came about, it was quickly transformed into “Mini Moony,” which irked her a lot in the beginning, as Remus was only 17 minutes older than her. As they got older, the nicknames became harder to escape as she grew up to be extremely petite, With Remus standing over a foot taller than her. “Why don’t you take a quick nap?” Remus suggested. “You were up late last night, and you’re getting real pouty,” he chuckled,“Mum and Dad wouldn’t want you to be upset the first time they see you since Christmas.” “Yeah, yeah,” She rolled her eyes, and let herself drift into sleep as the train rolled on. 

“MINI MOONY WAKE UP, WE’RE ALMOST AT KINGS CROSS!” Sirius yelled, laughing loudly when her eyes flew open and she shot him a wild glare. “Pads…” Remus scolded, as Y/N spoke up. “Padfoot, my tolerance for you is growing smaller by the minute,” she warned. “C'mon, Baby, You love me,” he grinned, nudging her from across the cart. “Gonna have to deal with him for a little while, love,” James reminded her. James’ parents were on vacation, so he and Sirius took the opportunity to spend the first half of the summer at the Lupin’s house. When they stepped off the train, they said goodbye to Peter, and were quickly found by Mr. and Mrs. Lupin. “Goodness, Remus! You’ve gotten taller since Christmas!” Mrs. Lupin exclaimed as she embraced her children. “’M glad one of us is growing,” he smirked, nudging Y/N. “At least I don’t have to crouch down to fit in the shower,” Y/N shrugged. “Got him there,” Sirius piped up. Remus had long passed being shorter than any normal shower-head. “Let’s get you all home, your father and I are making a special dinner for you,” Mrs. Lupin smiled, leaving her arms around her two children as she led the group out of the train station.

 After getting everything unpacked, and a wonderful meal, Y/N decided that she was tired, so she headed up to her room for bed. Unfortunately, Remus, James, and Sirius had also gone up to Remus’ room, which was right next to Y/N’s, and they had no intention of going to sleep any time soon. The walls weren’t thin enough for Y/N to be able to make out what they were saying, but she was able to hear their constant yelling and thumping around. What on earth could they possibly be doing?! She groaned to herself. It was as if they were jumping around, shaking the furniture, and hollering loudly as they did so. It was 4:00 am before the boys in the room next door settled down enough for Y/N to finally fall asleep.

“Y/N,” a voice whispered from next to her bed. “No,” she pouted, not bothering to open her eyes. “Y/N,” the voice repeated, a little louder. “No, Remus. I am not making you breakfast,” she said, shifting so her back was to him. “Mum already made breakfast. It’s waiting for you in the kitchen. That’s not why I’m here,” Remus shook his head, speaking at a normal volume now. “Then what do you want?” Y/N whined, turning to face him and opening her eyes to find him fully clothed and ready for the day. “Mum and dad are going into town for the day and we’re going to go with them. Would you like to join us?” He asked. “Not really, I’m exhausted,” she said truthfully. “We keep you up last night?” Remus asked sheepishly. “Only until 4:00,” Y/N muttered, closing her eyes once more. “’M sorry, Sissy,” Remus mumbled. “It’s okay, Brubby. Now please leave,” Y/N reached out and patted his hand before shooing him away. Y/N and Remus admittedly had lots of little nicknames for each other, but “Sissy” and “Brubby” were the ones used most often, and they always got laughs when used around company. “’M leaving,” Remus chuckled. “Just a heads up, we couldn’t get Prongs out of bed this morning, so we’ll probably leave him here if you’re going to stay,” Remus said as he walked out. “Great, I have to babysit,” Y/N muttered, earning a chuckle from Remus. “I’m sure he’ll behave just fine without Padfoot.” And with that, Remus shut the door and left his sister alone in her room once again.

 After checking the clock and seeing it was well after 11am, Y/N decided she might as well get up. She threw on some leggings under her large long-sleeved shirt and headed to the kitchen to find some leftovers from breakfast. After making herself a plate, she took it into the living room and plopped down on the couch, turning on the telly while she ate. About an hour after she finished her breakfast, she heard feet shuffling into the room, and turned around to see James, still in his pajamas, tousled curls everywhere. “Where is everybody?” He asked Y/N as he rubbed his eyes, his voice thick with sleepiness. “Good morning to you, too,” she laughed in reply. “Morning love,” James hummed. “Where is everyone?” He repeated. “They decided to spend the day in town. Remus and Padfoot tried to wake you up, but apparently you were out,” Y/N shrugged, turning back to face the tv. James wandered into the kitchen to find something to eat. 

“Why didnt you go?” He called to her. “Was tired,” she answered simply. “A couple of bampots in the room next to me were dicking around until 4 in the morning,” she quipped as James re-entered the living room with his breakfast. “Did we really keep you up that late?” He asked, wide-eyed. “It’s not a big deal,” Y/N shrugged. “’M sorry, love,” James plopped down next to her on the couch. “Whatcha watching?” He asked after a few minutes of silence. “I honestly have no idea. I haven’t been paying any attention,” Y/N shook her head. “You seem sleepy,” James poked her cheek. “You seem sleepy,” Y/N retorted, mussing his already messy hair. James chuckled and continued eating his breakfast. 

 "So what are we doing today?“ James asked her has he got up from the couch to bring his dishes from breakfast back to the kitchen. “We?” She raised an eyebrow. “We,” he grinned, plopping back down next to her. “Well, I’m babysitting,” she told him. “Oi! You’re only two weeks older than me! And I’m bigger than you, so I win,” he stuck his tongue out at her. “Well I’m still older, and I’m smarter than you. So I win,” she shrugged arrogantly. “Rubbish. Really though, what are we doing today?” He said, beginning to poke her cheek repeatedly. “Well first, you’re going to stop doing that,” she grabbed his hand. “And then, we can do whatever. What do you want to do?” She asked him. “I don’t know, what kind of muggle things do you guys do around here?” He replied. “We could go to the mall, maybe catch a film?” Y/N suggested. “Sure,” James nodded. “Okay, then go get changed,” Y/N ordered, jumping up and speeding away to her own room to change. After about 30 minutes, James and Y/N we’re both ready, so Y/N grabbed her keys and the two headed outside to her car. 

 "Wait a minute, you’re telling me that we’re going to sit in this box and it’s going to take us somewhere?“ He asked her. “James, have you never been in a car before?” Y/N laughed. “No, as a matter of fact, I have not. Why don’t we just apparate?” He asked. “Because you asked for the muggle experience. Left side. Go, sit down,” Y/N ordered. It took all of three seconds once she pulled out of the driveway for James to start acting out. “This small box is moving way too fast. What if another one hits us? This is unsafe!” He whined. “James, you literally fly around on a broomstick with no protection all the time. Take it down a notch. You’re fine,” Y/N told him as she reached to turn on the radio. “Oh, I love this song!” James exclaimed, reaching his hand over hers to turn the volume up even more. Y/N laughed, causing him to snap his head to her, “What?” “You’re just like a giant child,” Y/N shook her head. “You’re a giant child,” he mumbled. “Actually, you’re child sized. You’re a child-child..” he trailed off, trying to find a decent comeback. “Okay, buddy. Whatever you say,” Y/N laughed. 

“Yeah, whatever. How much bloody longer?” He huffed, causing Y/N to laugh again. “What now?” He whined. “Are we there yet? How much longer? Turn the radio up,” Y/N mocked in a high pitched voice. “Really, this is what it’s like to drive with a five year old,” she laughed. “I don’t like you very much, Mini Moony.” Y/N looked at him briefly to see a pout resting on his face, his messy, yet cute curls shining in the sun. He was quite adorable. She turned her attention back to the road. “I don’t fancy you very much either, Prongs,” she grinned, giving him a light nudge. He made a face. “What?” Y/N asked him, afraid her teasing had upset him. She and James hadn’t ever spent a lot of time together, just the two of them. “I’ve never noticed how weird it is for you to call me Prongs,” He told her. “You call me Mini Moony all the time,” Y/N shrugged. “Well thats Because you are a Mini Moony. You guys are exactly the same, except you’re pretty,” James chuckled. Y/N feigned a gasp, “You don’t think Remus is pretty?” “I think Remus is bloody beautiful. You’re just a different kind of pretty,” it was James’ turn to shrug. “Well okay, then,” Y/N smiled as she continued the drive to the mall. “A different kind of pretty.” “I meant that as a good thing, you know,” he told her. “I took it as such,” she smiled.

“What are they wearing?” James asked, amazed by all of the people around the two of them. “Muggle clothes,” Y/N replied with fake fascination, then a laugh. “Why are you laughing? Muggle clothes are weird!” James huffed. “I’m wearing Muggle clothes,” Y/N laughed. “Yeah, well you dress like Remus,” he rolled his eyes. “You dress like Remus,” Y/N retorted. “We all dress like Remus. Every single one of us, aside from Padfoot, have you noticed that? We all dress the same,” James pondered. “I reckon we do. I’m pretty sure half the stuff in my closet belonged to you guys at one point,” she agreed. “Now that you mention it, I think the flannel you’re wearing was actually mine,” James chuckled, grabbing one of the buttons and giving it a gentle tug. “You want it back? Y/N laughed. “Nah. Looks better on you, anyway,” he shrugged.

Y/N enjoyed taking James around the mall. He was so fascinated by everything he saw, it was adorable. “Y/N let’s go there!” He grabbed her hand and dragged her into a sports shop. “Oh, bloody hell,” Y/N muttered as he gazed around the store with wonder. “What is that?” He asked, pointing to a football. “That’s a football. The players kick it around the field and try to get it in a net. It’s a bit like quidditch, except they aren’t allowed to touch it with their hands,” Y/N explained. “They can’t touch it with their hands?” He asked, wide eyed. “Nope. They kick it around, like this,” Y/N picked up one of the balls and dribbled it around him. “And then they pass it off and try to kick it into the net, called a goal. And the goalie, which is just like the keeper, tries to keep it out of the net, except the goalie is allowed to use their hands,” Y/N explained, trying to fight the smile that his child-like fascination was bringing. “Y/N, will you teach me how to play football?” He asked, earning a light laugh from her. He gave her a questioning look. “You called me Y/N,” she smiled. “’S your name, isn’t it?” He shrugged, causing her smile to grow. “Yes. I’ll teach you how to play football.”

The two had a good time at the movie, other than the fact that Y/N couldn’t get James to bloody shut up for more than three minutes. He found it necessary to make a joke about every single thing that happened in the movie. “I thought I did a good job of keeping quiet!” James exclaimed as Y/N teased him about being so chatty. “I thought they were going to throw us out! You wouldn’t stop bloody talking!” Y/N laughed. “But I was talking quietly!” He protested. “You weren’t supposed to talk at all!” Y/N kept laughing. “How could anyone go that long without talking?” James cried, causing Y/N to laugh even harder. “What?” He asked, but Y/N was laughing too hard to be able to answer. It took her two and a half minutes to compose herself. “Mind telling me what was so funny, Pet?” He asked again, causing Y/N to smile at the nickname, a light pink tinting her cheeks. “You’re just a different kind of special,” she grinned at him. “’S that so?” He cocked an eyebrow. “Yes it is. Now come on, we’ve got to head home,” Y/N grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the parking lot. “Oh, no. Not the fast box,” he groaned. “Yes, the fast box,” Y/N laughed and gave his hand a squeeze.

When they arrived back at the Lupin’s house, it was almost dark and the others had still not returned. “Where in the bloody hell are they?” Y/N murmured as she put her keys away. “I dunno,” James shrugged. “Well, since we’re still waiting for them to get back, how about you and I go play some football?” Y/N suggested, causing James’ eyes to light up. “Muggle sports!” He cried, racing outside, causing Y/N to laugh and roll her eyes. She grabbed her and Remus’ old football and followed James out the door. Once Y/N went over the rules with more detail and gave a few demonstrations, James picked it up rather quickly and was naturally quite good at it. Once he was sure he had the hang of it, they decided to play one-on-one, which quickly intensified, as they both were extremely competitive. They decided to play until one of them got 10 goals, and James was at 9 and Y/N was right behind him with 8. She chased him down the field and finally made it close enough to leap in front of him, attempting to steal the ball and move it in the opposite direction, but her feet got tangled with his, causing both of them to fall over, James landing directly on top of Y/N.

“You did that on purpose!” He laughed. “I didn’t, but hey; you didn’t score, so that works for me,” she shrugged with a laugh. “That has to be cheating!” He declared, still laying on top of her. “Not if it was an accident,” she smirked, causing James to pretend to be shocked, and Y/N to laugh at his feigned astonishment. “James, you’re really heavy, you know that?” she laughed softly. “You-You called me James,” he smiled down at her. “’S your name, isn’t it?” She raised an eyebrow, earning a laugh from the sweaty boy before he looked into her eyes for a moment and then let his eyes flick down to her lips. He glanced back up to her eyes for a brief second before leaning down and closing the gap between them, pressing his lips to hers in a soft kiss. Y/N reached up to cup his cheek with one hand and tangle the other in his curly locks as he deepened the kiss. “Ya know, Y/N,” James panted as the kiss was broken. “Hm?” Y/N smiled, her eyes still closed.

“I have really enjoyed spending the day with you,” James declared, pressing a kiss to her small nose. “I have really enjoyed spending the day with you as well, James,” she smiled, leaning up to place a kiss to his jaw. “I like when you call me James,” he hummed, leaning down to press a kiss to her lips, and then her nose once again, earning a soft giggle in response. “I think I know why they’ve never left us alone together before,” James decided, earning a laugh from Y/N. “Oh yeah?” “Yeah,” James agreed with a contented sigh. “You think we should tell them?” He asked. “Probably not while you’re living at my house,” Y/N shook her head with a small laugh. “I think you’re absolutely right with that one, My Love,” James decided. “Hey, Jamie?” Y/N spoke up. “Yes, darling?” James pecked her forehead. “You’re still really heavy.” James gave her a cheeky grin,“’M sorry, babe. Let’s get inside where I can cuddle you properly, yeah?”

A/N: This one wasn’t requested, just an idea I had a couple of weeks back. I hope you like it! I’ve been working on it forever lmao About halfway through it I got a request to do a Remus x Sister! so I hope this works for you! (If not just let me know and I’ll do another one :)) Thank you all so much for your support. I love you♡♡♡ @a-proud-huffleclaw

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[princesse-de-ravenclaw]

Being part of the marauders and people always gossiping and thinking you're dating a different one each week and the week they start thinking it's James who you're dating, he goes along with it until even the other marauders are convinced that you guys are dating and when you tell them it's a joke, Peter kind of looks down, Remus looks between you two in shock while also giving James a kind of knowing look and Sirius just laughs. Like please. I need this to happen somewhere for someone.

I might write a fic about this because I love it so much 

we’ll see

ok

but it would be lots of: 

hand holding

“No, really, we’re in love!” 

his arm is constantly around you

suddenly he just wants to cuddle you everywhere????

“James, I’m trying to eat lunch”

“But we’re in love”

pretending to get jealous

“Padfoot, stop hitting on my girlfriend”

actually getting mad when other guys flirt with you because

“they don’t know it’s a joke! They think we’re actually in a relationship and they’re going after you anyway!”

pretend love notes that look beautiful and romantic, but usually consist of “did you write down the homework” 

And when finally everyone is convinced, you’re telling the other marauders you’re just joking and they’re genuinely shocked

“Wait, really?” 

“Shit, Moony! Give me my 5 galleons back, I told you she wouldn’t go for him!” 

“Did you guys make a bet about us actually getting together?!”

James is offended 

“What do you mean she wouldn’t go for me?!”

“Well, we’ve all pretty much figured that Prongs is in love with you, Padfoot just figured you’d have higher standards.”

And James would be all hurt

 “Pads! I am bloody fantastic”

“Sure you are, mate. Y/N is just out of your league.”

“She is not!”

But then the joke would be over. And everything is weird bc James isn’t constantly by your side pestering you for your pretend affection. And you realize that you actually liked fake-dating James. And then 

“holy shit, I’m in love with him” 

and you’re freaked out because he’s James

and he’s your best friend, this is so messed up

he’s James

Who likes James????

you do

you really really like him

because he’s James

and then you’re worried because it’s gonna ruin everything

these feelings are going to ruin your life

except about an hour after you realize it, he comes up to you

“I’m gonna need you to be my actual girlfriend because this whole ‘not being together’ thing is not working for me at all”

Remus gets his 5 galleons back

[princesse-de-ravenclaw]

alright, my dudes. let's talk about James Potter💕

[princesse-de-ravenclaw]

Can you imagine the Marauders being older than you and your a first year and on the train you start getting picked on cause 'shes a first year!' And protecting her then the marauders seeing her as a little sister and protecting her all the time??

Ok but the marauders are actually the most protective people ever fight me on itN O B O D Y messes with the people they care about •Except them•But it’s okay •Bc it’s all in good fun•Until they go to far•But then they make it up to you 100x more than you were upset•But when someone else messes with you•Pray for them•Seriously•They’re gonna regret it, bad•Like forever•They’ll never mess with you again

[princesse-de-ravenclaw]

James is a huge cuddler that is all

Ok but literally THE MOST obnoxious cuddler to exist ever. Like, he’s always on top of you, or next to you with his arms AND legs wrapped around you so you can’t move. And any time you try to shift or adjust, or even move just a little he’s all whiny like “babyyyyy why don’t you love meeeee” and you’d just roll your eyes and be like “just trying to regain the feeling in my arm, James..” but secretly you’d love all the attention bc he’s so cute and needy and u love him