Hi. Happy Jily Day. If Anyone Needs Me, I’ll Be In The Corner, Sobbing My Eyes Out.

SIRIUS FLIRTING WITH LITERALLY EVERY TEACHER TRYING (and failing) TO GET OUT OF DETENTION

He tried it with Dumbledore once and the man laughed so hard it almost worked, but then McGonagall came around the corner. Sirius brags until his dying day that he once seduced Dumbledore himself.

James never actually believes him until one day Sirius gives Dumbledore this huge dramatic wink and then Dumbledore winks back.

James stands up and walks out of the Great Hall.

Remus: *talking to a girl*

Remus: Would you like to go to Hogsmeade-

Sirius: AWw is little Rem tryna get a date?? that's so CUTE

Remus: Hold on one second

Remus: *reaches in messenger bag for a tennis ball*

Remus: Fetch. *throws ball*

Sirius: *starts sprinting after the ball*

Remus: Where was I?

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: I'm not a nerd!

Lily [skeptic]: Mm hmm..

An hour later

James, reading a Transfiguration book before bed: So, crinus muto is one of the hardest transfiguration spells to get correct— but the wand movements here are all messed up. Huh.

Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs.

ah, to be an unfinished jily fic from eighth grade...

Prompt: James is a fantastic hugger and Lily, more often than not, gets caught up in his spell.

"You look like you need a hug, Evans. And I'd be happy to offer you one."

Lily glared suspiciously at James. He grinned angelically. "Please?"

Sighing, Lily reluctantly allowed herself to get swept into James's arms. James wrapped his hands around her and rested his chin on her head.

"Has anyone ever told you that you are extremely adorable, Evans?"

"Bloody flirt," Lily murmured into his shirt.

She could sense him smiling. "I try."

There was silence as James tightened his hold around her waist. Lily involuntarily found herself cherishing every moment of the hug, never wanting to let go —

James finally broke away, leaving Lily weak-kneed and dazed. She already missed the comfort and warmth of James's arms, as corny as that sounded. Lily did not understand why the hug made her feel like this. In all logical senses, a hug from James Potter was supposed to be as repulsive as he was.

But it wasn't.

In fact, the hug was good. Great, even.

And that's what scared Lily the most.

James beamed at her as she regained her senses. "Feel better?"

"Worse," Lily lied through clenched teeth.

"Want another hug?"

Yes.

"No."

"Your loss."

True that.

"So." James put an arm around Lily's shoulder, but she shrugged it off. "What's new?"

McGonagall: Where's Mr. Black?

Peter: Doing stuff.

McGonagall: I don't like the sound of that. Where's Mr. Lupin?

Peter: Trying to stop Sirius from doing stuff.

McGonagall: Mr. Potter?

Peter: Trying to stop Remus from stopping Sirius from doing the stuff.

McGonagall: I see. And what are you doing here, Mr. Pettigrew?

Peter: I'm supposed to stop you from stopping James from stopping Remus from stopping Sirius from doing the stuff.

I saw something once where Sirius liked the Sex Pistols because of the name. Also I think Sirius would like the Beatles too

omg yes i completely agree. 

Lily rejected James. Again.

The Mirror of Erised

One night under his invisibility cloak James Potter wandered, it was quite abnormal to find him alone like this. He had been feeling pretty down lately for one reason or another and decided once everyone was quiet in their beds to take a walk. He came across a room with a very large mirror and decided to play the game of having no reflection under the cloak. This always gave him a chuckle for whatever reason.

However when he stepped in front of the mirror he nearly jumped, for in the mirror was a picture of himself, a little older, and Lily Evans, also older, holding something wrapped in a blanket. Then a little hand reached out and James, in the mirror played with it, and he realized it was him and Lily, together, with a baby. He must have been watching the mirror for at least an hour when something dropped down beside him making him jump. Then worrying him even more he realized it was Lily and with huge eyes asked what she saw.

“A mirror silly, what are you doing up anyways?”

“oh, couldn’t sleep, but look if I move away…”

as he did Lily whispered oh so soft he couldn’t be sure that he actually heard it. After a few moments he asked her what she saw, she responded quickly, her cheeks flaming.

“Well I believe from reading it somewhere that its the mirror of Erised, which shows your deepest wants and desires, I see myself working as an auror for the ministry of course…”

James spun a story about the house cup.

They sat for quiet awhile staring, just far enough away that they could both see their images. However, what neither told the other was that their pictures were the same..