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Fandom stuff (Marauders), also random things sometimes

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Just a headcanon I wanted to share but just imagine one day Sirius and Madam pomfrey meet one day after the full moon (Sirius as padfoot obviously) and she just kinda lets him follow her and accompany her to the shrieking shack? Like one day Remus sees her arrive with a familiar black dog and learns he's Pomfrey's new helper. New way to get to Remus faster lol

Sirius would absolutely do this, also this hc is so genius. I can js imagine Madam Pomfrey assuming it’s a stray and sort of taking Padfoot in. Remus would prob scold him for it but Sirius would definitely be smug for thinking of this!

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Is there any ship in the Marauders' fandom that you hate ?? Like, you'll never ship them ??

(if u alr got this ask pls ignore !! my prev. one that i typed out showed that there was an error 💔)

I dislike certain ships but I wouldn’t say I hate them (ex. barty x pandora, remus x lily, etc…) but ships that pair wolfstar with other characters don’t rlly tickle my pickle so there’s that. Obviously ppl are allowed to ship wtv they want cuz there are no rules to this and that’s what makes it special.

ALSO tysm for the question 🫶

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Mary who’s used to only being wanted for her body being pleasantly confused when Peter takes her to his dorm for the first time and deadass starts showing her card tricks.

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Morning

“Is it a rat?”, Harry’s little head tilted in confusion as he dug into his pancake, “It looks like uncle Wormy!”, he giggled.

James turned from the stove, apron swishing as he did, “Hey! It’s very obviously a bunny. Your favorite animal”. He had to admit the pancakes were turning out a bit wonky but it wasn’t that bad.

Harry shook his head, “That was my favorite animal yesterday”, the gap from his missing front tooth flashed when he smiled, and made him say his S’s kind of funny “It’s giraffes now”.

“I see,” James stifled a snort that was interrupted by a long exaggerated gasp from upstairs.

“I hear intruders in my kitchen!”, Lily called, and James could hear the smile in her voice as it grew closer, “Somebody must have broken in last night!”.

“Muuumm, it’s only me and Dad!”, Harry erupted with mirth when Lily’s head poked around the corner, still mussed from sleep.

“Oh! Thank Merlin”, she sighed in faux relief before bounding over and planting a fierce kiss to Harry’s cheek. She whispered something in his ear that made them both laugh, and James could have sworn he’d never heard a more beautiful sound.

“So how’s breaky coming along? I’m famished,” Lily came from behind to rest her chin on his shoulder, she kissed his temple, smelling of toothpaste and coconut shampoo and home.

“Good morning to you too”, James bumped her with his hip and she only rolled her eyes, capturing his jaw and kissing him properly.

James barely registered Harry’s fake gagging noises over the floaty haze it put his head in. He was convinced that centuries could pass before Lily Evans Potter ever failed to turn his insides to goo.

“Morning”, Lily grinned against his lips when they broke apart, “Uh, love?”, her voice was more urgent now, “It’s burning”.

“Agh fuck!”,

“Oi! No bad language in my kitchen!”,

“Dad! You said that’s not a nice word”.

James shot water hastily at the pan with his wand, “Sorry Haz, that wasn’t very Dad-like”, he chuckled, and stared ruefully at the black lump of a pancake in the now flooded pan.

“What was that even supposed to be?”, Lily peered at it skeptically.

“It’s obviously a lily flower! It was supposed to be yours”, James groaned in faux exasperation, “No appreciation for true art around here!”.

Harry and Lily threw their heads back, and there was that beautiful sound again. James thought in that moment, that it could be the only thing he’d ever get to hear until the end of his life and he’d never tire of it. How could he, if it was what he lived for?

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so incredibly bored, so i’m accepting asks now cuz why not

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The days leading up to the full moon, everyone has a way of comforting Remus. James quietly leaves chocolate on his bedside. Lily brings his tea to the library so he doesn’t need to get up. Sirius massages his achy muscles and lets him be the little spoon. But when he’s truly miserable? Peter just nods knowingly, and offers him a blunt like the real one he is.

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Wolfstar definitely need to sneak around when they’re at the Potters. Not because Effie and Monty don’t approve, quite the contrary, they’re just very aware of how teenagers are. Like they’ll be fooling around in Sirius’ room, and suddenly Effie bursts through the door with a hamper of laundry Modern Family style.

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James Potter, Headboy, Quidditch captain, among top in his year. Lounging miserably in bed because Lily Evans was talking to some fit Hufflepuff bloke in the hallway, while Peter feeds him biscuits and pats his head, Remus gives him a wonky pep talk that involves a lot of weird history metaphors, and Sirius just calls him a twat and starts painting his toes.

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Pebill making it a game for Sybill to guess what kind of snack Peter brought for their date. They’ll be sitting on a picnic blanket, with Sybill covering her eyes the moment Peter opens their little basket. Then in a few minutes she guesses and it’s right like 95% of the time. Peter is in awe.

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tiny sirius onstage for his very first school play, searching the crowd for his parents, his beaming smile fading a little more every passing second

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js rip my heart out will you 😭

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Hc that some of Sirius’ habits are actually super unnerving. Like Remus will come home to their flat and Sirius is just sitting in the dark staring at the wall. Or when he lived with the Potters he would dangle like half his torso off the balcony because it gave him a rush. And in the common room fire back at Hogwarts, he’d throw in strands of hair just to watch it curl up and burn with morbid fascination.

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Date.

Marlene felt sort of stupid for ordering butterbeer, the cold glass stung against her already frigid fingers, but when Madam Rosmerta came to their table she just blurted out the first drink that came to mind.

Gods did she need it, her mouth was strangely dry today. “So.. Did you bring the stuff for the project?”, Dorcas looked up from her wiser decision, a mug of steaming mulled cider.

Fuck. She’d forgotten it. That’s what they were even here for. To work on the project. Right. Dorcas’ eyes roamed over Marlene’s face and despite the winter chill her cheeks began to heat up.

“I—I finished it!”,

“What?!”,

“It’s, uhm, it’s done already!”,

It was an easy lie, enough to anger Dorcas but also acknowledge Marlene’s capability. She’d have to pull an all nighter today and actually finish it, then tomorrow it won’t matter so much because it’ll already be due and—

“You finished my portion? Why’d you still take me to Hogsmeade then?”.

She’d expected Dorcas to be livid. But her voice was quiet, fingers picking at the grain of the table, and eyes cast down.

“Maybe I just wanted to take you”, The words popped into her head out of thin air and escaped Marlene of their own accord. What on earth had gotten into her?

Those dark eyes lifted from the table now sporting a raised brow, “Yeah?”. An ankle hooked with Marlene’s own, climbing just slightly up her leg, vanishing all the breath in her body.

“And what for?”, Dorcas finished, the corner of her mouth hiding the shadow of a smile. A smile? At her? The window framing Dorcas’ head formed a sort of halo, and for a second her infuriating perfect teeth peeked out to bite her bottom lip.

“I must say Mckinnon, you have much less lip on you today”,

“Lip.. Wait, sorry what did you say?”.

Dorcas laughed, and Marlene noticed dimly that she had dimples. She felt sort of dizzy. Must be something wrong with the butterbeer.

After a few minutes Dorcas said her friends would be waiting for her by now, and the two of them left out into the snow-lined street.

“Uh—See you, Meadowes”,

“See you Marlene”.

She’d called her by her first name. Something about that caused Marlene to grin. Idiotically, she cradled her own warm, still grinning face, and stared at the ground for a moment.

“Looks like the date went well then”, Out of nowhere James appeared at her side, punching her shoulder before wiggling his brows knowingly, Lily running up to join him.

“It was not a date!”, The thought made Marlene’s stomach do a strange little summersault. Probably out of disgust.

“Oh, don’t tease her Potter,” Lily shook her head before taking on her own cheesy expression, “I for one think it’s cute”,

“You shove off too Evans”, Marlene groaned, before letting herself be corralled across the road with them to meet the rest of their friends.

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Bartender Lily exasperatedly climbing up onto the counter to give Barty his 4th hurricane shot of the day

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Sirius as a dad spending weeks building a treehouse in the backyard for the kids, playing pranks on Remus with them, sending them to Hogwarts with pockets heavy full of ‘Hogsmeade funding’.

But at the same time he freaking out when he catches one of them with a cigarette, incredibly skeptical when they get into relationships, and literally bursts into tears during their graduations.

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Greta Gerwig was right, being a teenager in Sacramento is an experience worthy of a film.

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What if Lily had postpartum depression? What if having a child so young in the middle of a war took its toll more than she expected? What if the guilt of not being able to take care of Harry while being forced into hiding made her compensate by spending as much time with Harry as possible once the depression subsided? What if she tried to do it all herself, tried to give Harry a ‘good enough’ mum? So she sewed him a Halloween costume all on her own without using magic, and made them homemade pastries the way her nan taught her and—then there was a knock on the front door.

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Hc that Peter is that white boy who sky dives and takes trips to explore the amazon rainforest and enters himself into chili eating competitions. Just because.