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Old memories (One-Shot)

Summary: Albus and Minerva reminisce in old memories and realize just how much Harry and Ginny are like James and Lily. (Potter's and they're red heads am I right? Hehehehehehe :)

Notes: Takes place during Harry's 6th year ( or Ginny's 5th year) aka the Half Blood Prince. Honestly, I don't feel like the characters are too OOC this time or there at least more on point!

Characters: Harry Potter, Ginny Weasley, Minerva Mcgonnagal, Albus Dumbledore, Lily Potter, and James Potter.

Warning(s): Mostly just fluff and a bit of angst/bittersweetness since James and Lily are dead. This makes me sense when you read it.

Rating: General Audiences

Hope you all enjoy <3

Author's POV

It was a bright sunny day at Hogwarts. It was particularly unusual due to Who-must-no- wait that's not his name, his name is Voldemort and as Hermione Granger says “Fear of a name only increases fear of the thing itself.” I'm not one to narrate while writing a story or for you to narrate while reading a story. But to me I've always loved stories with a narrating author or character. I've always felt that the best stories have had author narrations no matter if it's a book or a movie. I might be a bit impartial due to the fact that my favorite show started with a good narration but you know what that doesn't really matter at the end of the day. Anyways, let's get back to the actual story, not the story of my life. 

As I was saying before I started rambling on, it was a bright sunny day at Hogwarts, it was a bit unusual due to Voldemort's gloom ever since he's been back. But as you know today wasn't one of those days, today was one of the good ones. Where everything seemed to be better and you could almost forget he was back. Well, almost for Harry Potter. It seems in his case, he's looking over his shoulder waiting for the day he will strike. Again with the gloom, this story on the other hand is supposed to be a happy one like when the Prince and the Princess live happily ever after. Sadly, this story isn't a fairy tale but the happy couple of this story will eventually have a happily ever after. But on this day all Harry Potter's worries are put to a halt and he does have his taste of happily ever after. Especially since a certain Redhead is with him. 

In View was a boy with messy black hair with emerald green eyes alongside a girl with flaming red hair with chocolate brown eyes holding hands happily laughing together and enjoying their time together. 

The couple came to a halt once the girl with fiery red hair said something "You know I've always loved this spot. The girl said, looking at the beautiful tree. She moved over to touch it admiring the beauty of it. The boy smiled at her and said "The tree is beautiful but of course not as beautiful and stunning as you." The girl blushed a deep red just like her auburn hair, she looked to the side for a split second and then back at the boy. The boy had a slight blush on his face as well. He smiled softly at her. 

"You know Harry, it's no fair how much you can make me blush!" The girl said to Harry. 

Harry smirked for a second while the girl smiled mischievously. She must have had some bright idea with a face like that. She stepped closer looking as if she was leaning in to kiss him but instead she used her other hand and grabbed his glasses. 

"Hey, Ginny that's no fair!" Harry said, trying to reach out but she had stepped away and without his glasses Harry was blind as a bat. Ginny snickered as she waved his glasses for about a minute. 

"What are you going to do Harry, hmmm?" Ginny said playfully but little did she know after going in circles he turned around he could see the blur of her red hair. Harry smirked as he ran up to Ginny and twirled her around and grabbed his glasses from her hands. After he put his glasses back on he continued to hold onto her waste and tickle her stomach. "How does it feel, hmm Gin?" Harry teased, as Ginny said "H-h-harry p-please i-im s-so s-sorry." Ginny managed to get out while laughing. She let out a squeal as Harry tickled her side which was the most sensitive area. Harry leaned on Ginny's ear and whispered "How doesn't it feel Gin?" "Not good!" She let out. Harry finally stopped, to Ginny's pleasure, they both looked at each other and burst out laughing. Harry went back to holding Ginny around the waist as they settled down and took in the peaceful breeze. 

As this was happening Albus Dumbledore watched out the hall window from afar, "Albus what are you doing?" Minerva asked, walking up to the headmaster. "I just realized how much they look like Lily and James." The headmaster said to his colleague. Minerva studied the pair and said "Yes, I guess they are. This brings back old memories." Minerva said with a small bittersweet smile on her face.

"It reminds me of the time when Lily and James first kissed. It was October 14th of their 7th year they were by that very tree. Because they were Prefects they had started to get a bit better or Lily wasn't yelling at James for his crazy antics 24 hours of the 7 days of the week. Anyways, I remember there had been a nice breeze and fall colors all around, there was a certain feeling about that day that was somewhat warm even though it was fall and it was cold. Perhaps it was the fact that day Lily and James got together and shared their first kiss. Lily wasn't as cheerful as usual, her red hair wasn't as vibrant, her cheeks had less of rose to it, and her pep had been nothing of any sorts. But James had other plans that day he knew what just to do to cheer her up." Dumbledore listened intently, 'I think I remember hearing whisper or rumors that James kissed Lily and they were finally together'

"James asked Lily 'Follow me' 'Why?' 'I'm going to cheer you up!' And of course he had signature smirk plastered on his face as usually normally it would mean trouble but this time it was far from it. Minerva paused, smiling as she thought of what happened next. "He had managed to walk over to the tree and started tickling her, she couldn't resist. After a few moments she started laughing her head off. She smiled like there was no tomorrow and all her worries just vanished. They're laughter slowed down and James leaned and kissed her and the rest is history. Minerva smiled to herself remembering the old memory so long ago but so close at the same time.

"And how do you know so much about what happened?" Album asked raising his eyebrow.

"Well, Albus everyone was talking about it for at least a month and do you really think I don't know a single rumor about my lions?" Minerva said swiftly with a sly smile that quickly turned back to a warm smile watching the couple outside.

"Of course."

Minerva was quite for a few moments and then spoke up and said "I miss them Albus I wish Voldemort never got to them and Harry had his parents,"

"Me too, Minerva, I miss them. Harry deserves his parents but as fate has it doesn't always mean that's why you get."

"That's very true, they'd be proud."

"They would." Albus with a twinkle in his eyes.

"Is it just me or do Potter's have a thing for Redheads?"

Albus laughs softly and says "I believe I do." They both smile fondly leaving the blissful couple.

The End

What if James and Lily's ship name was Lames instead of Jily?

for remus, maybe a fic where he has a crush on fem!slytherin reader, and maybe the rest of the gang disapproves (at least initially) because of the silly house rivalry between gryffindor and slytherin? hopefully they’ll warm up to her because she’s actually really sweet and likes remus back, and they see how good for him she is :)

Hi darlingg! Thank you for this request, this is so adorable, and it was so fun to write :) I somehow made it a bit angsty...sorry about that I got carried away. Hope you enjoy! Pictures are from pinterest, credits to the owner!

Beyond The Surface

Pairing: Remus Lupin x Fem! Slytherin! Reader CW: Sirius being dramatic, Remus getting angry, and Language

He never really planned to fall in love. Remus thinks it would be better if he just lives his life in solitude; away from the confusing and complicated world of romantic relationships.

He doesn’t think anyone should bear the responsibility of having a werewolf boyfriend. Remus wouldn’t be able to forgive himself if he even touched a single hair on your body during that time, he desperately tries to convince himself that his friends and their future children will be enough to warm his heart who secretly yearns to have his own family.

‘It’s for the best, they wouldn’t suffer because of me.’ Remus thought, being the selfless person he was. Although, his plans that he so desperately tried to put up all came crumbling down when you came into the picture.

He didn’t think of it much at first. Remus thought it was just a simple crush that would go away in about three days or so. He was completely wrong.

“Remus Lupin, right? I’m Y/n Rosier, we’re assigned partners in potions.”

You sat beside him, beaming a smile that Remus was certain you were a gift for him from the Gods above. Merlin- you were simply breath taking. That was the first time he felt butterflies on his stomach, feeling his cheeks heat up as you offered a handshake.

“N-nice to meet you, Rosier.” He took your soft hands into his rough, and scarred ones. Shaking it as he desperately tries to ignore the sparks that seemed to go off inside him. Your face grimaced as your last name rolled off his tongue.

“Y/n is fine.” Remus nods, noticing your reaction. He was wondering how someone like you managed to survive other annoying Slytherins as your housemates.

“Alright then, Y/n. Call me Remus, yeah?”

That marks the beginning of an unlikely friendship of a Gryffindor half-blood with a Slytherin pure blood.

“Shall we begin?”

“Alright, but you lead. My skills are no good in potion making.” He jokes, making a small chuckle escape your throat. “I am quite aware.” She teases.

Being partnered with him for a Potions project meant that you would often meet up in the library, spending long hours sitting beside each other in silence, flipping page after page as Remus occasionally puts back books but returning with 5 more.

“Remmy, look here.” You pointed, not noticing how Remus blushed at his newfound nickname as he leaned to your seat, placing one arm on the back of your chair, his tall frame nearly engulfing you as he reads the contents of the page you found interesting.

He suddenly pales, his eyes transfixed on the title of the page. “Wolfsbane potion…” He whispers, eyes scanning the page quickly before looking at you. You hummed, flipping into another page to see how to make the said potion.

“Right, I figured we should make this for our project. What do you think? I think Polyjuice potion is a tad bit boring, hm?” She mused, seeking his opinion on the matter.

Remus parted his mouth to speak, yet the words seem to vanish at the back of his throat. You shot him a worried look, “Do you not like it? You could say so, don’t pretend nothing is wrong, Remmy.”

He blinks, trying to compose himself. “Ah, no-nothing’s wrong. It’s just that…”

You raised your eyebrows curiously, urging him to continue. “What? You know someone who’s a werewolf?” She jokes, trying to lighten the atmosphere as she lightly elbows him.

“I do.” He chokes out, the confession was unexpected, even to him. Remus doesn’t even know why on Earth he’s about to tell you one of his darkest and deepest secrets. It was probably because of your warm and inviting aura. It’s like you wouldn’t judge anyone based on first impressions, appearance, and what you’ve heard about them until you can see for yourself.

Remus felt like he could trust you, and his instincts are almost never wrong.

“Well, maybe the potion we’ll brew can help them?” You offered a smile.

“It certainly would be of help to me.”

You stilled; your hand that was about to get your quill hovered as you looked at him in shock.

“You’re a werewolf?” You whispered quietly; eyes that were surprised stared into his nervous, amber ones. Remus could only nod, an inkling doubt and regret slowly crept up to him. Did he make the right decision? Was he wrong this time? Would you hold it against him?

Your face turned serious, clasping his hand on the table with yours, you looked at him in the eye. “Your secret is safe with me; I would never tell it to anyone. If it helps, I will even make an unbreakable vow, Remus.”

He widened his eyes, “N-no! It’s alright, I trust you, Y/n.” You visibly relaxed, smiling lightly, squeezing his hand, a soft look was sent his way.

“Thank you for trusting me, Remus. If you’d like, I’ll brew you a supply of wolfsbane from time to time.”

If Remus wasn’t in love before that, he certainly is now.

“Out of all the people you could’ve chose to like it was a Rosier?!” Sirius screeched, a horrified look on his face as he grabbed Remus’s shoulder and looked at him straight in the eyes. The said boy frowned “What about it?”

Sirius blanched, “Are you daft, Moons?” He threw his hands up in the air, looking at the rest of the marauders and Lily, wanting them to side with him. Lily’s lips pressed into a thin line; she does not quite agree with Sirius but there’s still a possibility. It doesn’t help the fact that you are a Slytherin; the house that reeks of cunning pure-blooded wizards.

Peter looked anywhere to just not meet the eyes of Remus, clearly uncomfortable. While James frowned, a troubled look on his face as he clasped Lily’s hand. “The Rosier family… they’re not exactly known for their…,” he started, but Sirius cut him off.

“Rosiers are evil! Slytherins! Pureblood Supremacists! Death Eaters!”

Remus frowns, reading the room and the reactions of his friends. The message was clear without words: none of them supported Remus’s interest in a Slytherin, a Rosier no less.

“Give her a chance, she’s different.” Remus tried to make his friends listen to him. Sirius scoffed, rolling his eyes. James sighed, looking at Remus. “Moony, it’s just… We never thought you would fancy a Slytherin.” Remus pursed his lips, “Yeah, I never thought you and Lily would end up together but here we are.” James grimaced at his words.

“There’s tons of girls who fancy you, Moony.” Peter tells him. Remus frowned, feeling annoyance stir inside him. “They’re not her, Wormtail. All I’m saying is that Lily and you blokes should give her a chance before you make assumptions.” He spat, glaring at Sirius before leaving the room.

“Rem? Mon amour, what’s wrong?” She frowns, placing her book down as Remus entered the library, heading straight to her usual place but the window. Remus sighs, shaking his head. He couldn’t possibly tell you what happened, how Sirius thought you were just those pesky Slytherins they pull pranks on.

“They do not like me.” She stated, looking down with a frown as she fiddled with her thumbs.

“Honey, it’s not your fault.”

“I know, amour.”

Remus felt his lips press into a thin line, gently taking your hands in his, trying to stop your nervous habit. “They’re still wrapping their heads around it. They’ll come around, don’t worry about it love.” You sighed shakily, “I hope so.”

Remus traced shapes across the back of her hand, “Anything interesting happened today?”

“Evan and I got into a fight; said I was a blood traitor…” You trailed off, noticing how Remus’s jaw tightened and his stare hardened. “But it was alright, we made up. He just told me to be careful.” To say Remus was surprised was an understatement. “He couldn’t be angry at his twin sister for a long time.” She smiles.

“Black! What the fuck did you do?!” Remus roars, grabbing a fistful of the said boy’s shirt, pushing him against the wall as James tried to pull him off, “Come on, Moons-“

“Don’t bloody touch me, James!” He bellows, pushing off the Potter boy who stumbled away, shock evident in his features. Peter quickly got up from his bed, “Moony, why are you so angry? What did he do?” He drops shoves Sirius off as he stared at his friends.

“It was you guys who pulled a prank on her right? “Remus’s eyes brimmed with unshed tears, pointedly looking at Sirius. “Well congratulations, she’s being treated by Madame Pomfrey right now.”

Sirius felt shame and guilt ate him up. The prank was never supposed to go that far.

“Ever wondered why I was suddenly so calm during the full moon? It’s all thanks to her. She makes me batches of wolfsbane potion every month, without fail.”

James choked, “You told her?”

“I did”

“What if she tells everyone?” Peter frowns, concerned for Remus.

“If she wanted to, then the whole school would’ve already known, she even suggested an unbreakable vow.” Remus uttered out, sitting at his bed, looking away from them “Some kind of friends you guys are. I care about her, and if you hurt her, you hurt me too.”

Sirius cautiously approached him, “Moons, I’m sorry.” He began. James placed a hand on his shoulder, “I know, we’re knobheads. Sorry, Moony.” Peter nods, “We messed up, it won’t happen again.”

“Don’t apologize to me, apologize to her.”

“We will, Moony.”

An hour has passed after you got treated by Madame Pomfrey, you wanted to leave as you already felt alright but she insisted you stay for an hour or two just so she could monitor you. Having no choice but to oblige.

“Love?” Your ears perked up, the sound of Remus’ voice calling out to you. You turned and smiled at his direction, although suddenly dropping it as you saw the rest of the Marauders and Lily following him.

Trying to alleviate the awkward atmosphere, Sirius pulls out a bouquet of flowers. “Remus told us you like Tulips…” You were about to take it but stopped, James seemed to notice this. “It’s not jinxed, or anything like that.” You bit your lip, silently looking at Remus as if asking was it safe, he nods. “I was there when they picked it out love.” You finally took the bouquet, nodding gratefully. “Thank you.”

“We wanted to say we were sorry.” James started; Lily nodded. “It was quite shameful that we made such accusations and judged you before even getting to know you.”

“I’m sorry, Y/n. We…we were just looking out for Moony.” Sirius sighed; shame visible in his features.

“I understand, I probably would have done the same. I’d also look out for the people I care about.” You softly replied. “It’s okay, I forgive all of you.” You looked at them.

James stepped forward, “We hope you can give us a chance to make it up to you.” Sirius cleared his throat, “And maybe, if you’re up for it, join us for a butterbeer at the Three Broomsticks?” His attempt at a smile was hopeful.

Your lips curved into a genuine smile, your body slowly becoming relaxed. “I’d like that,”

I can still recall our last summer…

This ask got a little out of control…and it’s going to be 3 parts or something…i´ll post  the next part tomorrow

Illustrating my new headcanon about Lily being part of Hogwarts’ choir and James watching, genuinely enchanted by them.

Then there was this time at age 17 that Lily’s eyes were on his and he couldn’t believe it.