1. Lily wear the red heals at an order meeting (the ones she wore for James Birthday Surprise) which leads James to become a bit horny


    So this is a continuation, I suppose, of this prompt, if anyone is interested in the origin of the red shoes concept. 

    She was doing it on purpose.

    She had to be. She had to know that every time she shifted in her seat he caught sight of those bloody shoes, and his mind catapulted him straight back to his birthday and the sight of her in skimpy red underwear as she lay draped across his bed. He’d said as much at the time. 

    He’d wondered why she’d sat down on the other side of the room, leaving no room directly next to her. He was pretty confident that she’d done it so he’d have to sit far enough away that he could see and notice all the nuances of her movements. That was practically bloody Slytherin

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  2. siriuslyblackrules:

    Sirius finds Marlene beaten up in the streets and takes care of her, for anon.

    It hasn’t been the first time that Marlene and Sirius fought. Usually it was over nothing, and they would make up very soon, even after yelling and insulting each other. But this time, their fight ended differently.

    They were already fighting on their way to the muggle club. As usual, they fought so loudly that they ended up forgetting why they were mad at each other in the first place. That resulted in a pissed off couple trying to make each other jealous in a club. They spent the night separatedly, Sirius having his arm swinging on a rather fit lady’s shoulders, while Marlene let a muscular man buy her a drink. Occasionally, they glanced at each other and made sure that they were being seen.

    But after sometime, Sirius was unable to find Marlene among the crowd. He frowned, his pulse speeding up as he let go of the lady he was standing with to look for his girlfriend. But she was nowhere to be found. Thinking she might have leaved to club to have a smoke, and hoping that she wasn’t with that bloke he saw her with, he walked out into the fresh air. But she wasn’t near the entrence.

    "Marlene?" He called. A few people turned around to look at him, but Marlene didn’t respond.

    He quickly walked down the street they had arrived from earlier in the evening, calling her name again and again, feeling his heart pounding in his chest. Suddenly, a cry echoed in the silence, a couple of feet away from him. A cry he could have recognized even in the loud club.


    He ran down the street, glancing in every possible directions to find her, until the street crooked to the right. A couple of meters away from him, a hiccoughing silhouette was curled in a ball on the ground. Sirius’ heart sank in his chest.

    "Marls?" He breathed, hurrying towards the silhouette.

    Marlene gasped and looked up at him. Her left eye was bruised and swollen. Her lip was cut, and her nose was bleeding. Tears were rushing down her face, blending with her own blood.

    "Sirius!" She whimpered, her arms clutching her stomach.


    He took off his jacket and wrapped it around her, taking her in his arms. She sobbed and hiccoughed on his chest, shaking uncontrollably and still clutching her stomach tightly. He hushed her, rocking her back and forth gently.

    "Who did that to you?" He asked through his clenched jaw.

    Marlene’s sobs grew quieter, but she didn’t answer. Sirius pulled back and cupped her face with his hands, looking into her red eyes. He could barely recognize her. She looked so small, so different from the sassy and loud girl he knew. He needed to know who took her away from him.

    Tell me.” he ordered.

    Marlene’s eyes filled with tears once more, and a hiccup escaped her lips. She shook her head.

    "It’s my fault… it’s all my fault…" She whispered, as if something was stuck in her throat and didn’t allow any sound to come out of her lips.

    Sirius’ eyes shut on their own, and his jaw clenched even more. He knew it was his fault. If he had acted like the man her was, and not like a teenager, he would have stayed with her, and should would have been okay.

    "I’m going to kill him."

    "No! Sirius, please!" Marlene cried, gripping his wrists. "Please forget about it… he’s gone, it’s over…"

    He looked down at her, his own eyes burning. He wiped her tears with his thumbs, still cupping her face, and bent down to press his lips against her forehead.

    "I’m sorry." He whispered.

    Marlene’s eyes filled with tears again, and she leaned against him once more, sitting on his lap. Sirius brought her closer and rested his chin on the top of her head, fighting to cool down.

    "Nobody will ever touch you again, Marls." He said, dropping a kiss on her head. "I promise."

    (via maraudershelpff)

  3. hatepotion:

    'You could've taken anyone!’ said Ron in disbelief over dinner. ‘Anyone! And you chose Loony Lovegood?’

    'Don't call her that, Ron,' snapped Ginny, pausing behind Harry on her way to join friends. 'I'm really glad you're taking her, Harry, she's so excited.'

    (via maraudershelpff)

    by viria13 (most of it)

    (Source: maraudershelpff)

  4. Marauders headcanons:


    • they used to put bets on whether Lily would turn James down every time he asked her out
    • when it became apparent the answer was always ‘no’, the bets changed to ‘how badly would Lily turn James down this time’
    • when Lily found out, she made them give her all the money they had collected and used…

  5. heart-ablaze:

    “I don’t dance.”

    Her hand was still stretched out towards him, and his arms were folded tightly across his chest. She narrowed her eyes, and smirked at him. James almost regretted the influence he’d had over that smirk since they started dating,


    “I don’t believe you.”

    “It’s true.”

    “Gryffindor’s golden boy can’t dance?”

    “Shut up.”

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    (Source: hummely, via stilesbaby)


    Welcome to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

    (via randomfandomforfangirls)

  6. History Remembers


    “… Maybe we shouldn’t get married.”




    Her voice about breaks his heart, but not enough to make the heavy picture in the back of his mind disappear. There isn’t enough love in her voice for him to risk her life.


    “James…” she hesitates, biting her lip. He can already see the tears gathering in her eyes, feel his heart breaking a little bit more, feel the pain cement with the knowledge that he is doing this to her. “Of course we should get married!”


    He sniffs, unable to look away from her. How is it that even when he’s about to shatter everything she is, she still has a gravity over him? “We can’t. I— I can’t.” He breathes deeply, for all the good it does, and tries to keep his voice level.

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  7. maraudeurish:

    Seventeen years ago, you were a different person. Seventeen years ago, you were getting ready to get graduate from college, along with your three best friends. 

    Seventeen years ago, you thought your life had only begun and the best was yet to come.

    Seventeen years ago, she was by your side.

    Seventeen years ago, you could say you were happy, and you wouldn’t be lying.

    (via fandoms-endgame)