Sirius : Dear Santa, I've Been Good This Year.

Sirus: We should do a prank with updogs.

Remus: What's updog?

Sirius: Nothing much. You?

Remus:

Remus:

James & Sirius: *High five*

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..

Sirius’s ‘Magic Touch’

James laughed. "I don't know if she's interested, mate."

Sirius scoffed. "Of course she's interested, Prongs. You see, I happen to have something called the magic touch."

"You have the what?" James asked, unable to control his laughter.

"The magic touch," Sirius repeated, a touch of defiance in his voice.

"So you have 'the touch?'" Remus asked with a grin. "That sounds like something you should get looked at."

"What? No, you idiots, the magic touch -- how do you not know what I'm talking about?" Sirius protested.

"We're all magic," James stated, with a grin identical to Remus's.

"So we literally all have the 'magic touch,' Sirius," Remus added.

"So really, you're just saying you have 'the touch,'" James said.

"Sounds terribly dirty," Remus said, unable to keep a straight face any longer.

"Sounds diseased, really," Peter chimed in.

"You know what," Sirius said loudly, "You're all terrible friends."

James gaped indignantly. "Sirius!"

"Don't listen to him, James. It's 'the touch' talking,"  Remus said, smirking.

My dumbass: Woah wish we could have seen how that whole shrieking shack prank in the movie

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.

Ok this is such a cool picture I couldn't help but post it 😛 @ viria.tumblr.com

James: Rules were made to be broken, Moony.

Remus: Nothing was made to be broken. That doesn't even make sense.

Sirius: Piñatas.

Lily: Glowsticks.

Sirius & Lily: *High five*

TODAY IS JAMES POTTER'S BIRTHDAY

and that's all i have to say about that

(This was posted on 3-27-2018)

Probably every single class that James & Sirius had together

Professor: Let's copy down notes on practical charms

then.

*Sirius & James whisper arguing*

Professor: Boys, why can I hear you talking?

Sirius: Uh... Because you have ears?

Professor: And why are you talking during my class?

James: Well, why are you teaching during our

conversation?

Professor: Detention, both of you

James: Oh deer

Sirius: This place has gone to the dogs

*muffled giggles of the Marauders*