Regulus: Mary, come here. I want to show you something in the bathroom

Mary: Oh, Reg, grow up!

Sirius: Hey, what’s behind your back?

Regulus: Nothing. Just something I want to get Mary’s opinion on for Valentine’s Day

Sirius: You don’t want my opinion?

Regulus: Not really

Sirius: Come on, I’m your older brother, ask me!

Regulus: All right, big brother *holds up two lingeries* Which of these do you think would make your little brother look hotter, so your best friend would want to do him?

Sirius:…

Sirius *mumbles*: The red one

more Marauders era characters

Mary MacDonald, Alice Fortescue/Longbottom, Frank Longbottom

The Marauders as conversations between me and my friends pt. 2

Sirius, to Mary and Marlene: Why do you two always say that Mary is less gay than Marlene?

Mary and Marlene: *expecting some homophobic shit*

Sirius: but isn’t it Marlene who is less bi than Mary. Cuz she’s a lesbian?

Currently doing my book project over All The Young Dudes and I’m trying to decide if I should just bite the bullet and use their names in the analysis. Do I just fess up to doing this project over a piece of Harry Potter fanfiction? Or should I just try to subtly skip over their names, or use the nicknames moony and padfoot (maybe my teacher hasn’t read Harry Potter) orrrr if I should just make up names. I chose quotes that I could easily erase their names from but then I realized when it comes to talking about the quotes, I need to talk about Remus like 17,000 times and I can’t just skip over his name that many times without it looking weird. Hmmm idk.

(Also, luckily I started saving quotes from the fic into my notes during like year 3 and so I already had 100 quotes in my notes)

Happy national toast day! Enjoy some moony toast, you deserve it!

I thank god every day that all the young dudes ended before Sirius died. Because I cry every day over having to read Remus‘ reaction to the deaths of Marlene, Lily, and James. In the epilogue we hear Grant like briefly mentioned remus briefly mentioning Sirius’ death, and that made me cry, but if I had to read Remus react to his death I don’t think I would ever recover as a human being, I’d always be an empty husk.

I just thought y’all should know his exists and the first 15 chapters are out so far!

⚠️SPOILERS FOR ALL THE YOUNG DUDES⚠️

I cant catch my breath, I’ve literally been sobbing for hours, this hurts so bad. I literally made my mom hold me, I am going to be 17 soon and I made my mom hold me as I cried over this story.

How do I go on knowing my favorite written thing ever is a wolfstar fanfic??

I just finished year 7 and I can’t move on to The War chapters. I emotionally can’t do it, I’ll never stop crying. So while I put that off, will you guys tell me your favorite quotes or moments from All The Young Dudes. Thank you in advance. I need some happy or romantic moments, the idea of reading the last chapter of the war is breaking my heart.

So I have just started the first chapter of year 7 and I have had the realization that I’m going to never stop crying. It’s canon compliant. I’ve never cared about James and Lily all that much because we didn’t really know them, and now I love them endlessly and would die for them. How am I supposed to go on reading knowing I love all of these characters so deeply and almost every single one of them will die. Like they are all enjoying their last summer before everything changes, before war. The couples took so long to finally get together and they won’t have enough time. I’m not ready for them to graduate, I want more time of this group I love just living peacefully together.

There is a certain cruelty not being able to put down this amazingly written story, knowing that every single one of your favorite characters will die.

Ok so, doing a book project over All The Young Dudes, and this is how I decided to start it, hopefully my teacher doesn’t mind it’s a fanfic.

I just finished “all the young dudes” after reading it for two days straight and fuuuuuuucccckkkk. It hurts!

Ok first of all. Its amazing! The writing is so good and the characterisation is on point. Wolfstar is portrayed so well and I ship them so much now.

James and lily were amazing in it as well as Mary and Marlene.

The plot(non canon) was so thought out and played off so well.

And yeah I did cry for the last like 15 chapters.

But I highly recommend it if you haven’t already read it.

I MADE THE MARAUDERS ERA PLAYLIST

it’s very sad and i cried

i have decided that i shall kin dorcas meadows because i can so be prepared for dorcas content

/: An old fic I wrote ehe. I’m a sucker for angst what can I say. Hope you dearies are ok and enjoy!

: Remus Lupin × Reader

: around 3000

: Fluff/Angst

// . .

As I ran along the corridor, late for class, I bumped into someone with a loud ouch.

“I’m so sorry”

“Hey its no problem, let me help you,” a soft voice responded. As I reached for my potions home work, a hand brushed mine.

Remus John Lupin, my rival. The only person who’s intelligence rivaled mine. The person who makes my life living hell. The sweetest gum-drop to everyone, loved by all. However, I’m not “all.”

“Y/N?” he asked, looking at you with those big brown eyes.

“I’m fine Lupin,” I responded as I grabbed my book from his hand.

“At least let me-”

“I said I’m fine.”

He slowly got up, and offered me a hand. I huffed and shoved it as I stood.

“You know I was only trying to help y-”

“I’ll see you in class Lupin,” and with that I stormed off, leaving a very confused boy.

Now you’re probably wondering, what makes one hate Remus Lupin, the sweetest guy, the glory of the marauders. Well let me tell you, not much.

My mother and his were the very best of friends, there by, we became best friends. Every holiday, every weekend, every opportunity we got, we were at the Lupins. Remus and I grew close. He shared his love for reading with me, a love I always had but never felt so confidence to share with him.

From fantasy to romance, I read it all, but I never shared it with him. The vulnerability I felt knowing he’d see what I enjoyed, what I loved, what I wanted, it was too much. His mum told my mum about his “illness.” He thought himself a freak, a monster. He would cry about it, the pain he felt, the embarrassment of scars. To me, he was all but an angel sent from heaven, beautiful and pure.

Before we began Hogwarts, we made a promise to never leave each other’s sides, to remain best of friends, no matter the houses or the circumstances. As it turned out, we weren’t sorted in the same house. Everyone was shocked knowing that studious Remus was sorted in Gryffindor while me, odd-ball and awkward, was sorted in Ravenclaw. At first we were both shocked, but we kept the promise.

Until one faithful day.

Now while I never shared my love for reading with him, I did share everything else. My love for baking, knitting and potions, you name it, he knew. We shared our darkest secrets with each other. He shared his insecurities about his scars, and me my insecurity about being “fat.” We made plans to open a book/tea shop, he would supply the books and I the tea, obviously. He knew everything about me, except for my reading and I knew everything about him. And for that, I loved him, but he never loved me.

In the beginning of the first year in Hogwarts, in the middle of a potions class, we were presented with amortentia. Why we were presented with such a complex potion at such a young age, I couldn’t tell you. Perhaps Professor Slughorn was feeling cheeky. I smelt him in it.

I smelt the soft worn out pages of the books that he read, I smelt the roses he always grew, his chocolate he always carried and something entirely him. After class, we met at the lake, our place where we’d meet and study. As I approached him, he seemed really tired, as usual, and something I thought I never imagined he would posses, anger, raw and bitter anger.

“Hey Rem, you alright?” He turned to me with puffy eyes and tear stained cheeks.

“Rem oh Gods, whats wrong?” I rushed towards him and slowly wiped his tears away.

“Talk to me, please,” I asked softly while I wiped all evidence of tears.

He looked up at me, those beautiful kind eyes, eyes that held so much emotion but always the best ones.

“I don’t want to talk about it,” he said batting my hands away.

I awkwardly fixed my glasses, “Okay well whenever you’re ready, you want to start studying for our potions exam?” I began to unpack my bag when he got up, fuming.

“You know what, yeah I do want to talk about it” I sat up, completely confused.

“Remus?”

“Y/N how is it, the one person, the one person who hates reading, detests it, passes every exam without fail? And not just passes, but tops every class. How?”

I sat there gaping, “Well I-”

“Don’t lie to me, don’t you dare.”

I stood up, a feeling of anger consuming me. “What do you mean Remus? I study just like you, just like everyone.”

He grunted and groaned, “Stop lying to me,” he screamed, “I read everyday, I study all the time, and yet you, you get all the awards, all the academic glory”

I felt myself begin to heat up and tears begin to form, tears I begged not to fall.

“What do you want me to say Remus? That I cheat? That- That I use spells to make me remember? Is that what you want to hear?”

He stared at me, his gaze hardening.

“I’ll give you one chance, and one chance only, tell me the truth.” I step back, gaping, confused.

“I already told you Remus, I do the same as you, I study.”

He looked to me and said in a tone I never believed he could conjure, “Fine, if that’s what you want to tell me, don’t talk to me at all.”

“Remus you can’t be serious.” The tears I tried my best to hold, began to spill furiously as his words made me crumble.

“Y/N, I don’t ever want to talk to you, I don’t want to see you, I don’t want to study with you and I sure as hell-”

“I smelt you in the amortentia today,” I blurt surprising myself.

“You what?”

“I smelt you, the chocolate, the roses, your books,” I say sniffling.

He laughed, a cruel sarcastic laugh, “Oh really? Me? You must be joking?”

I stared at him, confused and hurt.

“You think I’d ever smell you, or like you. Y/N you’re bloody lying to me, I could never like, or for that matter, love someone as hideous as you.”

My eyes began to gush now. How dare he? The one person I trusted, my best friend.

“Remus you don’t-”

“Oh but I do,” he said while he picked up his bag and looked at me.

“What about our plans?”

He looked to the school, “I could never work with someone like you Y/N, I’ve never disliked someone as much I dislike you now.”

He began to walk to the school,

“Remus wait I-”

“Leave me alone forever Y/N, and don’t come here anymore, I have other plans here, plans that don’t include you.”

With that, he walked away, leaving me, my tears streaming, my glasses foggy and my heart broken.

So you see, I never really hated him, but I obliged to his wishes. We never met again, he hung out with his friends, James and Sirius and Peter. As for me, I hung out with the first person I spoke to in Hogwarts, Andromeda Black. Now, Andromeda and I are two very different people, but we shared a love for potions . She knew of my love for reading, she saw me reading on my first night at Hogwarts. We became quick friends, and she soon became my best friend. She’s like a sister to me, but I never did tell her about Remus.

After I left Remus on the corridor, I ran and met Andromeda in potions.

“Hi dearie, saved me a seat?” She laughed and moves her bag.

“Students, please note, today we will be brewing potions in pairs,” the class sighs, “pairs that have already been chosen.” I sighed loudly.

“Cmon its not that bad, you could be paired with that cute Hufflepuff guy.”

We laughed softly. Remus and another guy ran in and swiftly sat down. Professor Slughorn began to call the list of pairs.

“Andromeda Black and Xenophilus Lovegood,” with that Andromeda groaned and got up.

“Y/N Y/L/N and Remus Lupin,” and my mouth fell open.

Remus came to my seat and we began to collect and prepare the potion. No one knew the potions name, only its ingredients. However, these ingredients seemed familiar but it never clicked. I felt his eyes stare through me.

From the first year to the fifth year, my body didn’t really change, I still remained a “fat girl” but hey I grew some boobs. Does he still think I’m hideous, I thought. I shook my head and we worked in silence.

“So how are you Y/N” he asked softly.

Those beautiful innocent eyes stared right through me. Nope, not happening.

“I’m fine Lupin”

“Quite the tumble you took today, I-”

“Let’s just finish this okay?” He shook his head and we worked in silence.

He seemed, nervous? Sad? Distressed was the word. After finishing the potion, we all gathered at the front. Dread began dawn on me as I fit the puzzle pieces together.

“Now, who can tell me the name of this potion hmm?”

“Amortentia , sir,” I said in a soft voice.

“And Y/N can you tell me what happens when you smell this potion?”

“You smell things that you love sir,” I answer shakily.

“Very good Miss Y/L/N, please, do us the honours of smelling the potion first.” Dread filled me, but I still walked towards his desk. Please, I silently beg, please.

“Well Y/N what do you smell?” I inhaled the the aroma.

“I smell- I,” I gulped, “I smell roses, chocolate a-and books.”

Professor Slughorn applauded

and awarded Ravenclaw 20 points and I return to my original place. I felt his eyes on me, but I only felt pain. After four years, how can I? As class is dismissed I began to rush outside, but he grabbed my hand.

“Y/N please wa-”

“Let go of me Lupin”

“Y/N, please I-”

“Lupin let go of me,” I heard my voice break with emotion. He heard it too and let me go.

Later that evening, at the brink of dusk, I sat in my room reading. Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen, a favourite of mine, and one of Remus’ too.

I sighed and stared out the window. Its been four years Y/N, pull yourself together. Those four years were one of the most brutal years. Thank goodness for Andromeda, without her I’d be so lost and defeated.

After that day where Remus and I fought, he moved on well, he was constantly surrounded by his friends and well I, I was alone. I spent my time helping Madam Pomfrey.

I learnt how to conjure spells to fix injuries and how to fix bones and so on. Although Remus and I stopped speaking, I never told anyone about his “illness,” but I did help make the potion to control it, Madam Pomfrey taught me how to.

He didn’t know this either, not that he’d care or want to talk to me or- Pull yourself together Y/N, he forgot about you, he kept his promise and you did too. I sighed and began to turn in for the night, my mind racing.

To say I avoided Remus for the next week was an understatement, I ran from him. I spotted him the corridor, I ran the other way. Saw him in class? Sat away from him. Saw him in the library or lake? I’d be gone before he could say quiditch. It hurt, but I needed to do it, our last conversation played in my head over and over again. I couldn’t bear his venom again, but I missed him, but could I manage without him? Hell yes.

On the Sunday that week, I walked down the stair well of my common room, wearing a fluffy sweater and cozy joggers. It was exactly midnight and I’d gone avoiding Remus perfectly.

The heavy monsoon of October interrupted my sleep, but otherwise the school was sound. I crept down and checked for anyone. No one, lovely. Now I know what you’re thinking, Y/N what on earth are you doing? Its bloody midnight. Well, I’ll tell you. I was going to read. Due to my hectic schedule and lack of free periods, I spent most of the day working. But at night, it was the only time I read. I grabbed my wand and made my way to the library, my footsteps muffled by the pitter patter of the rain.

As I reached the library, I sighed in relief. No hiccups on the way, thankfully. However, the scent of chocolate lingered in the air. I tensed but brushed it aside, he was here today Y/N, I said to myself. I shook my head and began to search for a new book.

I gently tapped my wand against a lantern and held it. Tonight was a mellow night, I wanted some excitement, a bit of comfort. I sighed, laughing to myself as I grabbed Pride and Prejudice from the bookshelf.

I made my way to my reading nook, a cozy little spot, very hard to find, between the ends of the furthest bookshelves. As I read, my eyes became droopy. Five minute won’t kill me, I convinced myself. As my eyes grew heavy and began to shut, a loud crash jolted me awake.

Who on this bloody earth would be in the library at this hour, I thought to myself. I extinguished the lantern and hid between two bookshelves. I held my breath and counted silently as I heard footsteps approaching. I exhaled slowly as I heard them fade away slowly. I stood up and sighed, picking my book from the ground, making my way back to my nook. Or I would have, if it weren’t for the hand that grabbed me.

I spun around and was promptly shoved against the bookshelf, a warm lean body pressing into my cold soft one. They covered my mouth but I saw no hand, their other hand trapping my hands above my head. They slowly removed their hand from my mouth, and removed their cloak. The warmest brown eyes, eyes filled with emotions I’ve only read about, met mine.

“Remus,” I exhaled in a mix of shock, hurt and relief.

He stared at me, those big thoughtful eyes watching my every move. He took his hand and fixed my glasses that slipped down.

“Hi Y/N,” he said softly. My heart caught in my chest and my throat felt thick with emotions.

“Let go of me Lupin,” despite me being a larger girl, Remus was still stronger, by a lot.

“Cmon Lupin, let me go, I’ll leave and you can have your private time,” I begged looking into those beautiful hazel eyes.

“If I let go,” he whispered softly, his breath tickling my ear, as he leaned in,“will you let me talk for a minute?”

My heart hammered, “Yes.” He slowly let go of my hands and stepped back. I sighed with relief, and then shoved him and ran.

I ran out the library, down the hall. I heard him calling my name but my tears that streamed my face answered why I couldn’t stay. After four years, I never did stop loving my- the big goof. I reached the end of the corridor and ran onto the lawn, a stitch forming in my right side. I gasped as I felt myself begin to freeze in the cold rainy night. Bloody twit used a hex on me. He approached me with a vigor and I stared at him, tears streaming, and my heart hurting.

“What the hell Remus, let me go,” I gritted as I tried to move. He took my wand away and held it.

“Look, I just want to talk, I’ll let you go but please, please listen to me,” he pleaded.

How could I ever say no to that beautiful boy? I nodded as best as I could and he unfroze me, my wand still in his hand.

I stared at him, my tears flowing in torrents, just like the rain,

“What do you want Remus? I did as you asked, I left you alone,” I shout over the boom of thunder. He looks at me and I saw tears flowing down his face too,

“Tell me the truth Y/N”

“Remus I di-”

“No Y/N, tell me why you wake up every night, why you sneak off to the library every night.”

“I-Remus b-”

“Why didn’t you tell me?” he asked, his voice cracking, “You made everyone believe you were uninterested, bored by reading. You lied to me,” I sobbed.

“I didn’t want you to-”

“To what Y/N to judge you?” he stepped closer to me as the rain and soaked our clothes.

“To what, think you a nerd? Like me?”

“No I-”

“Y/N is that really what you think of me, well than-”

“I lied because I couldn’t let myself be vulnerable around you,” I say as I sob looking away, “Remus, I- I didn’t want you to see what I liked or what makes me cry, or angry or happy,” I sniffed as thunder boomed, making us both jump.

“Then why did you tell Andromeda?” I gape at him, “Yeah why?” I felt my anger build up,

“She found me reading one day Lupin, I don’t have to explain myself to you,” I huffed as I began to walk away.

“I smelt you, in the amortentia,” he admitted, his voice thick with emotion.

“In our first year, I smelt you,” he said, stepping closer to me,“I smelt green apples, like your perfume, cookies, like what we baked, and books. Books.”

I stood staring at him but he continued.

“I smelt you but you never told me about how you read, why you’d come to class tired, or why you stayed up all night. I thought you trust me Y/N”

“I did Remus and I do,” I cried, “I just couldn’t afford to be vulnerable around you.”

“Wh-”

“Because I love you Remus,” he stared his mouth ajar,

“I’ve always loved you Remus, I love that you trust me, that you showed me everything, your likes, dislikes, loves, hates, the good and bad.”

The thunder boomed but I continued,

“I didn’t tell you because I was scared Remus, it felt like sharing a piece of my heart with you, and I didn’t know if I wanted to share so much, knowing that you didn’t love me.” I sobbed miserably as tears flow slowly down his cheeks.

“I’m sorry Y/N, I never meant to hurt you,” he cried stepping closer to me,“I know what I said that day, and I’ve never forgiven myself for it,” he said as be wiped his eyes, the thunder rolling.

“I’m sorry and I know I hurt you, I thought you hated me,”

“Remus I-”

“I thought you hated me and preferred Andromeda to me.”

“Rem, you were my best friend, and I loved- I still love you,” I admitted, defeated, “I didn’t want to show you everything, I didn’t want you to hate me.”

He held my hands and intertwined our fingers,

“How could I hate you when you’re my love?” he asked, as he crashed his lips to mine.

My eyes widened but I slowly melted into his embrace. He dropped my hands and pulled me in gasping softly. His hands wrapped around my waist and mine, tangled in his chocolate locks. I never felt such passion, such emotion, emotions I only read about. I felt tingling sensations stretch across my body but his touch soon soothed it.

He pulled away slowly, both of us gasping for air.

“I’ve always loved you Y/N,” he said as he pulled me close, his hands wrapped around my waist,“I’m sorry I hurt you, I’m so-,”

I silenced him kissing him softly,

“It’s okay Rem, I would have probably gotten mad too,” I said sniffling.

He chuckled stroking the small of my back. “Well, I think of a way I can make it up to you.”

“Oh?” I sniffled as I look at my beautiful boy.

“Y/N, you are the love of my life, I love, love, love you,” he held my chin and and makes me look up at him. Raindrops and tears mixed and fell down both of our faces.

“Be my girlfriend, and maybe one day-maybe one-,” I kiss him and he sighs, relieved.

“Yes Rem, I’ll be your girlfriend.”

He hugged me and kissed my forehead. We held hands and walked in the rain, talking and laughing.

“So how on earth did you know that I read in the night?” I asked him.

He laughed and pulled us into the corridor, sopping. He showed me the marauders map and explained it.

“I’m sorry I spied on you,” he apologized blushing. He held my hand and led me back to my common room.

When we reached, I turned to him.

“Thank you for the walk Rem, I’ll see you in class today?”

He smiled his signature gorgeous grin,

“How about we skip today?” I laughed and I kissed him,

“Whatever you want Rem, Whatever you want.”