Headcanon where Lily drew inappropriate things with a sharpie all over James’ face while he was sleeping and then just sat there giggling madly and twiddling her thumbs until he woke up and when James realised what she’d done he just looks at her like ‘really, lily? what a child you are’ but then he does this to the other marauders all the time from then on bc he secretly thinks this muggle trick is the most hilarious thing ever
legit photo taken by Remus Lupin
also James is wearing reindeer antlers because Sirius makes him do it every Christmas and you cannOT CONVINCE ME OTHERWISE
I make good use of my free time
imagine if lily and james were still alive and ron could come and visit harry at his home during the holidays
Lily is half asleep, crawling over James as she gropes for her wand on the nightstand. She’s about to question the funny look on his face when she realizes that the grain and weight of the wand in her hand is all wrong. Her cheeks burn with the realization that it’s not her wand, but his, she’s holding. She releases it instinctively, dropping it to the bed, an apology half formed on her lips.
James scoops up the wand-his wand-and turns it in his fingers. He surprises her by pressing it into her hand, wrapping his fingers around hers, closing them around the wood. His movements are slow, deliberate, his eyes never waver. This feels every bit as intimate as his kisses, his touches, the weight of him on top of and inside her. He presses a kiss to her temple, whispers into her hair that it’s alright, he’s just never seen anyone use his wand before, and while it caught him off guard, she can use it any time.
James Potter’s wand feels strong, steady, warm in her hand. Lily wonders if any wand would feel that way or if it’s that he so willingly gave her his consent. She casts her first spell, something small-an accio for her own wand, which seems to have gone missing. She gasps in surprise at how foreign her own magic feels channeled through this strange piece of wood; different, but not wrong.
James catches Lily’s wand, which was buried in the heap of clothes by the door, and upon receiving an encouraging nod from his girlfriend, flexes his fingers around the handle. It’s smaller, yes, and it feels a bit wild, but so very, very Lily. He contemplates which spell to try only for a moment before he notices goosebumps on her exposed shoulder. Understanding her original intentions, he casts a warming charm over the quilt that covers them. Much appreciated, apparently, as he is rewarded with an enthusiastic kiss.
Some time later they are side by side, snuggled together under the quilt, backs against the headboard. They stay up until dawn experimenting: casting spells with increasingly complexity, comparing the differences and similarities, learning the nuances of each other’s wands.
In the months and years to come this will become second nature, each other’s wands as familiar as their own. Now, however, it’s hard for them to imagine, for that desire-a life together-is only beginning to take shape in their hearts. But it is starting, and it grows on nights like this, with whispers and kisses and confidences and firsts. It feels a lot like love.
Record players don’t have shuffle… Nothing to Lose - Emblem3
I can tell by the way that you’re rolling your eyes you get a lot of attention, probably fed up with guys, and I could try to convince you that I’m different but you look so good it’s hard to put together a sentence.
Separately, they didn’t stand a chance.
Well, that’s the magic of James and Lily.
Together, they could do anything.
Everyone goes through phases with their obsessions, that’s only natural. If you love Jily and HP then you might have a ‘meh’ period but I’m sure you’ll find your way back to it eventually. I’m that way with my fandoms at least :)
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