Harry Potter Universe Fics
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The result of listening to Taylor Swift's "Folklore" on repeat, an unhealthy obsession with Harry Potter, and the fact that the name "James" was already in the lyrics. Loosely based on "betty," "august," and "cardigan," but it's jily. Muggle AU, modern setting.
His eyes snap to her as though she’s standing beneath a spotlight. Her hair is loose, tumbling in soft waves beyond her shoulders. She’s wearing a yellow dress the color of sunshine. Her green eyes are sparkling, the twinkling lights above her reflecting in them like starlight.
She’s beautiful.
And she’s wrapped up in Benjy Fenwick’s arms. -
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James seeks Lily out to apologize for the incident by the lake, and it doesn't go at all the way Lily expected. He's an arrogant, bullying toerag... so why on earth is she snogging him against a wall?
Canon-compliant, takes place immediately after the events in "Snape's Worst Memory."
“You’re sorry?” she asked, her voice still with an edge.
“Yes,” he snapped. “For all of it.”
“Well, alright then.”
They stared at one another, still breathing deeply as though they’d just run a great distance. Her eyes met his. They were hazel, she realized, with little flecks of snitch-gold in them. They looked warm. -
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Well, this is a bit grim, isn’t it? Lily thought. She couldn’t think of a single happy memory. Was her life truly this mundane?
Lily has trouble conjuring a Patronus until she thinks about a spectacled idiot with messy black hair. Have some seventh-year, canon-compliant, Jily.
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There's just something about James Potter that always causes Lily to make the worst decisions. That's probably how she ends up throwing away a month of her seventh year on a bet with a boy she can hardly stand. A story of growing up, identity, and falling in love.
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- Part 1 of The Bet & Collected Stories
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One day, a young girl sits on the edge of a well. On this day, she falls in. Then the next, she’s not even a ‘she’ anymore. He’s Peter Pettigrew — doomed to die at the hands of his (betrayed) friend’s son.
Peter is selfish, bitter and brash. He’s not some fairy tale hero, he doesn’t care if everyone around him dies, as long as he lives. The marauders are annoying and childish. Survival is his priority, and he can’t afford to face distractions.
This just makes the fact that soulmates are now apparently a thing all the more godawful.
(And then another day years later he falls into an entirely new impossibility, Remus Lupin in tow, right into the third book of Harry Potter. Smack bang on the other Peter Pettigrew’s grave).
It’s confusing and graceless, and entirely something that would happen to him of all people.