Here’s Part One Of What I Don’t Know When I Finish Cause, What Can I Say, I Just Have A Lot Of Work

She must have been!! No way she was the one and only lame Black woman, I refuse to believe it. I will get to her in my idea of portraits of women of house black at some point when i’m not so caught up with other works.

okay i’m sorry but why the fuck no one ever talks about lucretia black??? like she married into the prewett family, a well respected pureblood family of which we know nothing about except for fabian and gideon involvement in the order and molly marrying into a well known blood traitor family: the weasleys.

at which point in history the prewett turned blood traitors too???

like was she rebelling because they were already consider that and she loved ignatius anyway? was an arranged marriage?? did her family turn her back on her immediately? during the war? like what happened???? and how did it shape orion’s views on the world, marriage and what he wanted for himself? and the rest of her cousins? she wasn’t erased from the family tree SO WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED? 🙃

i picture marlene being tall, with a small frame, but oh so mighty.

sirius was genuinely shocked the first time he saw her throw a bludger at yaxley's head and send him to the medical wing with a fractured skull.

marauders au where they all are in their fifties dealing with their own little couples and family issues.

marlene and sirius are not married and one of them is going through a health situation that makes them feel a bit suffocated by the concern.

lily and james have been married for so long they don’t even realize they lost their spark and come across as having settled with each other.

peter and gilderoy aren’t married either as it wouldn’t be “on brand” for gilderoy who is a celebrity that thrives on gossip around his love life and peter keeps having to defend his relationship to his friends but maybe even possibly to himself a little too?

remus is recently divorce and his friends think his relationship with tonks is the product of a middle life crisis but is it really or he just found real love later in life in someone younger than him?

okay i’m sorry but why the fuck no one ever talks about lucretia black??? like she married into the prewett family, a well respected pureblood family of which we know nothing about except for fabian and gideon involvement in the order and molly marrying into a well known blood traitor family: the weasleys.

at which point in history the prewett turned blood traitors too???

like was she rebelling because they were already consider that and she loved ignatius anyway? was an arranged marriage?? did her family turn her back on her immediately? during the war? like what happened???? and how did it shape orion’s views on the world, marriage and what he wanted for himself? and the rest of her cousins? she wasn’t erased from the family tree SO WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED? 🙃

Bellatrix is ​​the kind of person who, if she loves you, protects you from everything, but if she hates you, she tries every way to destroy you.

mid-story line tag

(10 lines from the middle of 10 fics & tagging 10 people) this looked like fun and got tagged by @astracoreiisblog. i don't have 10 works and at least half of them on ao3 are the translated versions of some of them, but still.

Like a bludger to the heart

—Shouldn't you be up in the tower celebrating with everyone else? —She asked, hiding her surprise at seeing him there in front of her. —What a curious thing, McKinnon —Sirius took a step closer—, I was about to ask you the same thing. McDonald and Evans are worried, they haven't seen you all night. —A light breeze moved the cloud that covered the moon and its faint waning light reflected off Sirius's profile, his angular features becoming more prominent as he took a drag on his cigarette. —I'm surprised you noticed. —She returned her gaze to the surface of the lake, determined to ignore her interlocutor. Sirius said nothing, but he didn't move either. —Have you nothing better to do? Surely you didn't sneak away from the castle, from your own party, to keep me company —she added after a few minutes of silence. —Would it surprise you to know that I came here for that very reason? —Marlene couldn't help turning her head sharply, but Sirius had finished his cigarette and stood with his head down, stubbing out the butt on the sole of his boot. —Do you have another cigarette? —she asked back, because it was easier to pretend it was a complete coincidence that Sirius was there.

Strangers

She still remembered how she had felt when she had finally decided to leave the party on her own, hours before Sirius. The way she had, for the first and last time, felt intimidated by the way the rest of the women had looked at him or tried to get close to him. Maybe it had more to do with her, with that feeling of having become invisible lately, as if she had completely lost her purpose in life. Perhaps it was a projection of her own insecurities to imagine that Sirius had lost interest in her. Whatever it was, as he accompanied her to the street to wait for the uber that would take her back home and he approached her, his flannel tied at the waist and his shirt untucked around his neck, from where minutes earlier Marlene had grabbed him to plant a kiss on his lips, trying to convince herself that it was her imagination that Sirius would rather she hadn't accompanied them that night, the words “I think we should break up” had been there, on the tip of her tongue, but she hadn't been brave enough to utter them. Instead, she got into the vehicle when it finally arrived and left with the agonising feeling that she had lost something that night, although she wasn't sure exactly what it was.

One to many nights stands

For a week, he left her tiptoe her way around the flat, flailing for something to do, to make it less obvious she was delaying until he offered her to stay. It was completely ludicrous to him that Marlene needed to be invited, but she always insisted on making everything unnecessarily complicated.  She always complained he often oversimplified things.  That was exactly the reason why they never managed to be a thing, a couple, an institution, and instead they were always half of something, driving everyone around them mad, themselves included.  Sometimes, though, they met somewhere in the middle.  That night, Sirius couldn’t keep acting like they repelled each other. Early in the morning they all have been caught in the fray of battle. It had caught them unexpectedly, neither were on duty, much less a mission. And yet they barely made it out unscathed. That was why they had reunited in his flat, too much on edge to depart from one another so soon.  James and Lily finally decided to leave and took Remus with them. Peter had fled to his parents house through floo.  Sirius felt Marlene’s body trembling under his hands, placed carefully on her hips, and saw the same hunger in her eyes that was pleading from his insides. 

Marauders: The Untold Story

When I pitched the idea to my editor to write an article on Marauders, my sole purpose was to have a professional excuse to dig into a music scene that interested me and earn a paycheck in the process.  It was always clear to me that in the end I would end up writing a short piece, a general overview of their history. Even when I ventured to contact James Potter, the only former member of the band known to be open to continuing to engage with the media, after encountering all the news and speculation about the last few months of their tour, I was prepared to get the same statement they made in November 1981 when they made the band's abrupt dissolution official, though deep down I wished he would go off script and give me even a single quote that I could use to tell the public something new.  What I wasn't expecting was that he was not only willing to answer each and every one of my questions, but also to put me in contact with other former members, and end up discovering a completely unknown side of the band.  And that's exactly what happened.

Through the Years: A Blackinnon History

[This is only out in spanish but still.]

She didn't even need an answer to realise that he had probably been playing pranks with James Potter in the corridors, as they had been doing for the past three weeks, and now he needed somewhere to hide for a few minutes. "I'm just avoiding Filch, I wasn't trying to annoy you," Sirius replied defensively, holding up his hands to show his palms in a sign of peace. Marlene felt something in her chest loosen, her envy temporarily assuaged by the conciliatory gesture, but then she tensed again when Sirius insisted. "But seriously, what the hell are you doing here alone?" Marlene wasn't about to explain that she couldn't study in the common room, or in her own room, because she was avoiding her classmates. Or that she couldn't study in the library and risk Finnean seeing her sitting at a table by herself. Much less was she going to explain to him why that was the case. "Minding my own business instead of meddling in someone else’s," she replied irritably and pointed her wand at the largest book in her collection, the History of Magic. Sirius's eyes widened as he realised what was happening and he managed to duck out the door before the book slammed against it where his head had previously been.

I honestly doubt I can manage to tag 10 people since a lot of them have been already tagged and other authors I enjoy I haven't manage to find lol

I'll leave it open to anyone who wants to join!

If your reason for not shipping Ron and Hermione is because of all their bickering... you have a child's grasp of their characters.

Ron has five brothers and a little sister. You have to be quick witted to keep up with the amount of friendly fire going on inside that house. The loudest gets heard. He's always ready for a fight.

Hermione secretly judges people by their ability to keep up with her intellectually. Condescension is a reflex. It pushes people away before they can actually match her (because god forbid she lose).

Unstoppable force meets immovable object. Ron can't stop once he gets started and Hermione is too stubborn to admit she's wrong. And, the thing is, they both clearly love it.

Hermione wouldn't want a "yes" man and Ron wouldn't want someone who can't handle teasing. He challenges her intellect, and she gets an intellectual challenge. It's a win win.

no thoughts just shirtless sirius black with a small constellation of tattoos all over his chest and arms with a scotch in hand.

how i think sirius understood he had feelings for marlene- i'm so canon u can't prove me wrong.

sirius was glad that the only person in the room was james. it was easier for him to let go of the breath he was holding in and slack his shoulders.

james, of course, knew right away that something was wrong.

"what's gotten into you? why are you wet?"

he was indeed soaking wet from the rain.

james was sat near the window, he was looking outside while playing with the stupid snitch of his.

"the rain got to me," sirius responded, closing their distance and throwing himself into the chair nearest to james. he let out a well held grown. "what are you doing?"

"i was waiting for you, mate? you're late. we made plans-" "oh, shit-"

"yeah, no shit you forgot-" james rolled his eyes. "i told remus and peter to go on. tell me what's up. there is no way you would forget a day out."

"i-" sirius looked around the room, "i fucked up."

"when don't you?" james snorted.

sirius kicked his chair, "prongs, man."

james snorted, after he regained his chair's balance, "so?"

"i was with mckinnon," sirius leaned on his knees, "i was helping her train. you really did a number on her the previous match."

"she knows me, i get heated up when shit gets fucked," james shrugged.

"i know. she said the same thing," sirius laughed, "and as mckinnon-"

"she wanted to prove me wrong?"

"yeah," sirius nodded, "so, i helped. it started to rain, she wanted to keep going. i had completely lost track of time- my bad, again, let me finish- and she reached a record- she got happy- smiling, laughing, she jumped on me before we could even land properly- and- and fuck- i don't know- i bloody tried to kiss her!"

"you what?!" james jumped from the chair.

"i did," sirius pinched his nose, "i just- she jumped, i caught her, and we were close and i just leaned in, and- and she leaned in- i think-"

"you think?! how does one think that?! weren't you there?!"

"i don't know! it felt like i wasn't- and-!"

"the last time i have seen you this worked up was when you lost your motorcycle magazine, mate-!"

"shut up-!"

"well, what happened?!"

"nothing! we just got up immediately as soon as i drew back and we said very awkward goodbyes-"

"the last time i saw you being awkward-"

"james, shut up!" sirius groaned "- and it hit me, james... when i was coming here- i think i like her. a lot."