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Sirius Black

Imagines ↳ Orestes — in which Marlene McKinnon is very very gay ... but her sister isn’t. ↳ Attention to Detail — in which Sirius is desperate to learn to tell when Lola is uncomfortable, especially after he figures it out the hard way. ↳The Linguist — in which rockstar!Sirius goes to visit his old friend—or were they more?—while on tour.      ↳Part 1: The Bouquet      ↳Part 2: The Bookshop      ↳Part 3: The Bistro (coming soon ...) ↳Strings — in which rockstar!Sirius reconnects with the girl of his dreams at the symphony. ↳Part 1      ↳Part 2

Blurbs ↳ The Rebel Black Boy — in which neither Sirius nor Freya want to be here, but at the very least, they can find solace in one dance together. ↳ Screaming Portraits — in which Sirius has been anxiously waiting at Grimmauld Place for ages before his girl comes home. ↳ What Do You Want To Be? — in which Sirius’s panic attack takes a sudden but very sweet turn. ↳ Squint And You'll See It — in which Sirius can't imagine why his potions partner won't wear her glasses.

Definitely Don’t Imagine ... (special series) ↳ ... Sirius Admiring from Afar  ↳ ... Sirius’s First Encounter with an Electric Blanket ↳ ... Sirius Getting You out of Class

Tiktok Trends ↳ Lipstick Stains — in which Y/N and Sirius do the trend in which one partner covers the other’s face in lipstick stains. ↳ Favorite Photo — in which Sirius does the trend where he can’t stop staring at his favorite photo of Y/N and himself

Remus Lupin

Imagines coming soon ... requests always opened!

Blurbs ↳ Smuggle-Born — in which James, Sirius, and Peter get the wrong idea about where Remus is going every couple days.

James Potter

Imagines ↳ September — in which James falls in love far too easily.

Blurbs ↳ Cute Kid — in which James Potter falls in love with one of his first graders' mom. (This is a blurb-headcannon-list-story-series thing? idk but it's cute so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ) ↳ Parent-Teacher Conferences ↳ Seeing Each Other Around Town ↳ Career Fair ↳ Liam and James Make You A Birthday Gift ↳ James Takes Liam to School ↳ You Get A Visitor in the ER ↳ Kindergarten Graduation

Smuggle-Born

Summary: James, Sirius, and Peter get worried when they notice their close friend sneaking off every couple days.

Notes: Harry Potter Universe, Marauders’ era, Remus Lupin x muggle-born!OC, blurb

James, Sirius, and Peter watched from under the Invisibility Cloak as Remus peered down a corridor, checking if it was empty before slipping into the furthest classroom on the left. Three pairs of shoes scuttled after him, all concerned for their friend. Inside, the classroom seemed empty, but Remus only stood near the window, peering out absent-mindedly. The hidden friends exchanged a confused look, but they were quickly interrupted by the door opening behind them. James, Sirius, and Peter barely made it out of the way before she walked into them. Lisa Whitlock sauntered in, a cigarette dangling lazily from her smirking lips. The three friends looked at each other in confused awe as Remus blushed. 

“I’ve got your shit, Lupin,” said Whitlock, casually dropping her leather satchel on the nearest desk and unlatching it. 

“Thanks, Lisa,” Remus mumbled, terribly shy in the girl’s presence. 

“We’ve got to do something,” whispered James desperately, and Sirius took initiative. Very dramatically, he threw the Cloak off of him, James, and Peter, looking incredulous.

“Moony!” he shouted, sounding aghast. “What are you doing?! There are better ways to deal with your mental issues than drugs! I can tell you from experience!”

Remus looked at his three idiot friends with wide eyes as Lisa glared at him.

“What the hell, Lupin? This was supposed to be secret!” she hissed, and James turned to her.

“What—you selling narcotics to my mate?” he snapped, and Lisa turned to him with a withering glare.

“If you ever took the time to get your head out of your ass, you’d know what he’s here for,” she spat.

“What is it then?” squeaked Peter, trying to appear ferocious. “Alcohol? Pills? Sex?!”

Lisa rolled her eyes as Remus cringed, his blush deepening. Without a word, she quickly retrieved a thin box and a floppy packet, which she shoved into Remus’s chest before walking away. “Here’s your shit. You get me caught again and I’m never selling to you again. Understand?”

Remus nodded hastily and watched as she left the room, his eyes shamefully falling to her swaying hips. The room was silent as James, Sirius, and Peter eyed the products in Remus’s hands in confusion.

“What kind of weed is that?” asked Sirius finally, and Remus rolled his eyes, smacking his friend over the head with the packet.

“They’re Muggle things, bonehead,” he snapped. “Pencils and graphing paper for Astronomy. She buys them from London and sells them here to help with classes.”

James, Peter, and Sirius all went wide-eyed. Remus shook his head with a sigh, tucking the things into his schoolbag as his friends murmured apologies. Of course, he didn’t care enough to hold a grudge, and the Marauders left the abandoned corridor behind. But after several minutes of silence on the topic, Sirius couldn’t take it.

“So she’s a … a smuggle-born?”

September

Summary: James falls in love far too easily.

Notes: Harry Potter Universe, 1975-78, James Potter x Remus’s cousin!OC, non-Jily AU, imagine.

It was that time of the month.

Remus Lupin was curled up on the couch in the living room of the Lupin residence. He was wearing a large patched sweater, sweatpants, and thick wool socks despite the warmth of this particular summer morning; the sun was barely up and it was already quite warm outside. 

James Potter and Sirius Black sat on the opposite end of the couch, both with worried looks. They had arrived at the Lupins’ the night before to provide support—both emotional and physical—to their lycanthrope friend, but at this point, they weren’t sure what to do. Remus had a seemingly-unbreakable fever, and Sirius had been attentively dabbing away at his brow for the past three hours as Remus shivered under his layers of clothing.

“What should we do?” said James after a while, and Sirius sighed, furrowing his eyebrows anxiously.

“I don’t think there’s anything we can do,” he said. “He’ll be fine after the transformation tonight, but until then, all we can do is—”

Old wood floors creaked from the hall. James and Sirius looked at each other before their attention turned to the new arrival. 

Shuffling from the narrow hallway came what could only be described as a walking load of laundry. Blanket upon blanket was layered on top of a form—though the only way anyone could tell there was a person under it all was the two feet scuffling about in slippers and the pair of glasses similar to James’s that peered from under a winter hat and two upturned hoods. 

The pile of blankets dragged itself to the kitchen, where a delicate hand ventured out of the cocoon of warmth to fetch a mug, then a carton of milk, and finally a tin of something Sirius and James couldn’t quite catch. 

A solid minute passed in which the laundry pile prepared something in the mug before turning and trudging into the sitting room.

“‘M cold, ‘n m’cr’mps ‘r bad,” a small voice said from the depths of the pile, holding the mug out to Remus’s shivering form, who gladly took it. The blanket monster waved James off of the couch, who stood out of the way very confusedly, before taking his place and reclining over the expanse of empty space. 

Then, very suddenly, it opened its blanket-webbed arms.

Inside the blankets, there lay a girl around James, Remus, and Sirius’s age, who was wrapped in many items of winter clothing, much like Remus. The lanky boy wasted no time in taking a gulp from his mug—James and Sirius now realized that it was hot chocolate—and scrambling into the girl’s warm embrace. 

“Owww,” the girl groaned as Remus situated himself, and he froze, moving more carefully.

“Sorry, Ember,” he muttered, removing his elbow from her gut. The two lay there together, covered in blankets and in quite a bit of pain, leaving Sirius and James to stare at them as if they were completely foreign.

Finally, James was brave enough to break the silence. 

“What the actual fuck?”

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Remus’s fever eased up in the afternoon, and, upon a multitude of questions about the mystery girl he had been cuddling with all day, explained: she was September Jane Howell, Remus’s cousin (on his mother’s side; she was a Muggle, but she did know about Remus’s condition and the wizarding world), though she lived with the Lupins for reasons Remus didn’t let on. James and Sirius still weren’t sure how they had never heard of her before today—they had known Remus for nearly six years now—but they had enough sense not to pry.

James and Sirius stayed at the Lupins’ for a week, and James swore it was the most painful seven days of his life.

Despite their rocky introduction, September was a fantastic person. She was kind and very intelligent—not to mention the most beautiful person he’d ever seen in his life. Her short hair was occasionally tied up in two little buns, which James tried very hard not to find endearing, and her olive skin was completely covered in freckles that only darkened with the summer sun.

But James knew better than to fall for September. He was already in love with Lily Evans, and he’d be damned if he didn’t marry the red-headed beauty. 

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It was a year before James saw September again.

He, Sirius, and Peter were all staying at the Lupins’ once again to help Remus (and just to hang about) and, of course, that meant that September would be there. James knew—or he thought he knew, at least—that he had overcome his childish infatuation with Remus’s cousin.

But when James entered Remus’s house only to see September with her head thrown back, laughing at something Sirius had said— 

He nearly passed out on the spot. 

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Yet another year passed before James gathered the courage to do something about his interest in September. Lily had rejected him for what felt like the millionth time just before the winter holiday, revealing that she would never date him, ever—

—even if she were interested in men.

Although he was a bit embarrassed—he had been pining for a girl who physically couldn’t be interested in him for the past six years—James was barely sad. He had felt his crush on her dwindling for a while, at that point, and he honestly wasn’t even sure why he kept up the charade. 

Remus had decided to host a small New Year’s Eve party for his friends (plus September, of course), and all of the Marauders were invited, along with Lily, Marlene, Dorcas, Mary, Alice, and Frank. Remus was usually very reserved, never one for attention, but with a lot of persuasion, Sirius got him to invite more people than just the Marauders. 

Everyone had arrived by half past nine with the exception of Marlene, Dorcas, and James. September was on Sober Friend duty with Remus since neither really fancied the idea of going without their wits for the night, and she was in the kitchen when James arrived.

She heard him before she saw him, though. James shouted a boisterous greeting to Remus, Sirius, and Peter, hugging each in turn, before saying hello to everyone else. (He strategically avoided Lily, still mildly embarrassed with the whole thing.) Almost immediately, Sirius dragged his best mate to the counter in the kitchen that was designated as the bar, and there she was. 

Time slowed in James’s mind as September turned, her hair falling perfectly over one shoulder. She smiled and walked to him, her hips swaying in an effortlessly sultry fashion under the skin-tight pine dress she wore. Before he knew it, she was hugging him, saying hello and offering him a red solo cup full of what smelled like fruit punch spiked with Firewhisky. 

Sirius hastily dragged James out of the kitchen and away from September, knowing immediately that James was in for it now. 

“James!” Sirius snapped in front of James’s face, trying to retrieve him from his dazed state, and, much to his relief, James blinked rapidly. 

“What?!” he shouted, slightly too loud, earning strange looks from a handful of people. “What?” he whispered harshly to Sirius.

“Mate, are you alright?” asked Sirius. “You saw Ember and just … blanked.”

As if he had forgotten, James remembered his recent encounter with Remus’s cousin. The way her lips curved into a smile … her shining eyes … her chest pressed against his ….

“James!” Sirius snapped in James’s face again. “Mate, stop that!”

“Shit.” James cleared his throat. “Sorry.”

Sirius chuckled and shook his head. “You’ve got it bad, Prongs.”