James And Lily On Their First Date And Lily Can’t Seem To Understand Why James Gets Pissed Off When

on social distancing…

Remus helping the rest of the Marauders study for the O.W.L.s

"Okay," Remus said slowly, making sure his friends were following along. "Let's go over this one more time. If you bite it and you die, it's poisonous. If it bites you and you die, it's venemous. Got it?"

"I think so. . ." James said, trailing off uncertainly.

"Wait! I have a few questions!" Sirius yelped. "What if I bite it and it dies?"

"That means you're poisonous," Remus responded dryly.

"What if it bites itself and I die?" Sirius asked.

"That's voodoo."

"Okay, but what if it bites me and someone else dies?"

Remus was starting to get annoyed. "That's correlation, not causation."

"All right, but what if I bite it, and neither one of us die?"

"That's. . . kinky?" Remus said uncertainly. Peter laughed.

Mrs. Potter: I have to ground you. I am grounding you. You are grounded.

James: What about my job at the Quality Quidditch Supplies?

Mrs. Potter: Okay, fine. Other than work. And no owl.

James: My owl is sick.

Mrs. Potter: Then no wand.

James: I need my wand for school. Mrs. Potter: Then, no... uh... *glances at Sirius* No Sirius.

Sirius: What?! No Sirius?!

Mrs. Potter: NO SIRIUS!

James: Why is your camera roll half Sirius and half chocolate?

Remus: I keep what I love.

Lily rejected James. Again.

me 🤝 watching this video a thousand times

another study

dancing James and Sirius

i spent hella loooots of time making this look good and want to spend again, because it’s also in progress and i really want to finish it

Ok but like can you imagine after the wedding Sirius calls Lily “Evans” because of force of habit or because he’s teasing, whatever and just can you imagine James’s smug happy beautiful triumphant face when he gets to correct “Potter, actually” IM DYING NO ONE TOUCH ME

james potter

marauders: we’re just so cool and rebellious

marauders: spend hours upon hours in the library meticulously studying hogwarts, sketching maps, researching magic way beyond their age level 

 marauders: skool sux get rekt filch

Bitches be obsessed with a group of fictional friends that grew up too fast in the middle of a war in the 1970’s at Hogwarts and raised hell and laughed and spent nights under the full moon in pure selflessness and loved each other without limit because they were home to each other. It’s me, I’m bitches.