Ben Barnes The Man That You Are…

looks like they could kill you, could actually kill you: lily evans

looks like they could kill you, is actually a cinnamon roll: sirius black

looks like a cinnamon roll, could actually kill you: remus lupin

looks like a cinnamon roll, is actually a cinnamon roll: peter pettigrew

will kill you with their cinnamon rolls: james potter

james potter

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Sorting Hat: SLYTHERIN

Sirius: *Walks over to Gryffindor*

Sorting Hat: I said Slytherin!

Sirius: *Spanish accent* Oh I no speak English I stay here at lion table

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!

When the Marauders found out Remus was a Werewolf

Remus: You don't hate me? But... I'm a werewolf!

James: Remus. See this arm? It's actually shorter than my other arm but you can't really tell. Especially when I twirl like this.

Peter: I'm lactose intolerant.

Sirius: I'm OBNOXIOUS!

enemy: i have kidnapped your friend.

lily: and i assume you want me to pay ransom to get him back?

enemy: no, i will pay YOU to take him back.

snape from a tent behind them: tie it tighter, i can still feel the bloodflow!

When they finally have a flat of their own, James carries Lily through the threshold in his arms, and they survey the walls that will soon contain their small family. Boxes litter the house, spilling out over here and shoved in corners over there. But that doesn’t stop them from enjoying their newfound freedom.

Hand in hand, bodies pressed together, James and Lily dance around the empty hallways, twirling in the living room and dipping in the kitchen, sliding on the wood floors with their socks. The record player is packed away, so James supplies the music, humming an off-key melody teeming with laughter and effervescent smiles. For a few hours, nothing else matters but this; Lily’s auburn hair swaying around her shoulders, her green eyes shining bright in the fading sun, their future together, exhilarating and endless.

James (chanting over a bubbling cauldron with a witch hat on): Chaos, mischief, terror, fright

Sirius (chanting with a witch hat on): Sun, moon, day, and night

Remus (chanting with a witch hat on): Rat, dog, wolf, and stag

Peter (chanting with a witch hat on): Four Marauders, a sickly Victorian child, and red headed hag

Lily (snatching her witch hat off): Screw you. This is the last time I hang out with you guys

Regulus (adjusting his hat): Yeah, she’s right. Is this all necessary? Also, I’m not sickly or Victorian. I’m from London you dolt

James: You guys wanted to be Marauders. This is the initiation ceremony. And put the hats back on, you’re ruining the aesthetic

Jily passing notes in class in 7th year 

Jily getting caught by McGonagall and told to read it out loud and everyone thinking it'd be all cute and adorable now that they're dating but the first sentences go:

"Hey. Ging, go to Hogsmeade with me." 

"We're dating you bum. of course i m going with you. Got to make sure you don't fall on your face since you're that clumsy" 

"I'm quite coordinated actually. In the air, on the ground, in a bed ;)" 

Jily snickering as the class laughs and McGonagall never asking them to read out their notes out loud again.