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need i remind you that ronald weasley, aged eleven, didn’t know that he had just sat in ~the harry potter~’s compartment and offered half of his sandwich to this random boy on the train who he’d only just met, because he was all alone and seemed to have no food,
i’m sick of the ron slander
[open picture for better quality] in order from top left to bottom right, james potter, sirius black, remus lupin, peter pettigrew, lily evans, severus snape, harry potter, ron weasley, hermione granger
also i’m sorry i genuinely didn’t realise that i put james and harry in the exact same outfit !!
some remus lupin headcanons i have that literally no one asked for
will never admit it but he actually loves history of magic
swears all the time
except during sex where he just uses merlin instead
queen is his favourite band by a long shot
sirius learns some queen songs on guitar so he can play them for remus to impress him
remus rolls his eyes but is secretly very impressed
hates coffee
pretends to hate when padfoot licks him but secretly loves it
jumpers galore
really likes joseph and the amazing technicolour dreamcoat for some reason
hums his favourite songs all the time without realising
long attention span
like he could sit and watch the sky for hours
or james and sirius messing about on their brooms
or the raindrops going down the windows
he likes when it’s sunny because he gets to watch the sun illuminate sirius’ face
but his favourite weather is when it’s crisp and dry, or when there’s a rainstorm
loves sirius’ head in his lap whilst he reads
loves hands running through his hair (mainly sirius’)
hates water but drinks it anyway
“it has no flavour whatsoever” “why are you drinking it then” “it’s good for you innit”
i’m convinced that he talks in proper english all day up until around 6pm where he gets lazy/tired and starts muttering in bristolian
m o r n i n g p e r s o n
will only go shirtless in front of the marauders bc he’s insecure of his scars :((
never likes to cut his hair, but it’s ok because it never grows past his ears
he has a lip piercing because why not
buff but he doesn’t often show it
it’s a sight for mainly sirius
loves it when sirius gently tickles or touches him because it makes him feel human :,(
has never worn skinny jeans in his life
and never will.
has to help sirius tie a tie for events (weddings etc)
no allergies but pretends to be allergic to tree nuts because he just hates them and he doesn’t want to seem picky
chocolate cake is his favourite (to eat and to make)
chocoholic
doesn’t really like champagne all that much but he drinks it to feel posh
sirius was the first person he was properly attracted to, not just based on looks
hates slughorn.
likes his name but prefers “moons” or “moony” usually
always twirling his wand or tapping his feet
fidgeting all the time
cisgender but prefers he/they
james, being oblivious, had always assumed sirius would be a top. i mean he took control of situations and was always confident. one day he accidentally walks in on him and remus doing the do, and witnesses some very disturbing things “what do you want pads?” “need you, moons, need you so bad” “beg for it” and after realising his best friend is, in fact, a power bottom, he does not hestitate to tease thef u c k out of him for it
what if only the marauders and their descendants can see them on the map. it would explain why harry could see peter on there, since he’s james’ son, but why fred and george couldn’t see peter with ron every night, or ever
I CAN’T STOP THINKING ABOUT THIS
ok so trans!neville and he is so scared to come out to his friends because all his life he’s been told by his gran that he’s a sweet little girl
so he doesn’t tell anyone until one day he meets remus lupin, his third year dada teacher.
late as usual neville rushes into the room, an apology on the tip of his tongue, when professor lupin goes “hi! if you don’t mind me asking, what are your pronouns? oh and a name would be helpful as well”
he is so shocked he can barely respond.
“that’s ok, maybe we can talk privately, after class. is that alright?” neville just nods and slips into his seat
at the end of the lesson remus beckons him over. “so, i never got your name”
“yes professor, um i just- i,” he really hadn’t thought enough about how to word this “i haven’t told anyone this but, i think i might be transgender” neville looks down in shame, tears brimming at the corners of his eyes
“oh, that’s ok! that must have been hard for you to tell me, i’m very proud of you. so, what pronouns would you prefer me to use?”
he’s shocked for a moment as he looks up into his professors kind, gentle eyes, before taking a deep shaky breath and saying, “he/him. yes i prefer he/him” confirming it more to himself than anyone else
this was his first time saying it out loud before. it felt so good. he felt on top of the fucking world.
“that’s great! unfortunately, i’m still short of your name”
“oh, yes, sorry professor. neville. i’m neville longbottom.”
“well it was nice to meet you neville. now, i believe you have a few people you might want to speak to” remus points behind him to the door where his friends are standing wide eyed.
“i’m sorry. i understand if you don’t want to be my friends anymore but, i don’t feel like a girl, i never have”
“neville why would think that! of course we want to be friends with you.”
“neville?”
“yeah, of course.”
and then he realises he has some amazing friends and a pretty amazing defense against the dark arts teacher too.
just imagining bi harry in third year, on the hogwarts express admiring everyone because goddamn they’re all so hot now but then he sees draco malfoy and his brain s t o p s f u n c t i o n i n g