prongsfoot but it’s model sirius black who spent his life in champagne, lavish dinners, expensive clothes, lust and sex, and rising sports stars james potter, a certified mummy’s boy whose father trained him ever since he was little. they run into each other at a charity event and fall in love

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Sirius Black knew glamour—lived it, even. he’d grown up surrounded by champagne flutes, designer suits, and smiles that were anything but genuine. his life was a parade of beautiful things that meant nothing. he was used to it all, even the thrill of the spotlight, where he felt like some stagnant piece of art rather than a person. until James Potter walked into the room.

James was nothing like the men Sirius usually saw at these charity events. where Sirius was polished, sharp angles and tailored 3-pieces, James was all warmth and effortless charm, like he’d been born to live and laugh in the sunlight. a rising Quidditch star with a reputation as his team’s golden boy and a laugh that practically lit up the entire room.

they met by accident, both reaching for the last flute of champagne at the bar, James’s grin easy and bright as he raised his glass. “cheers, mate,” he’d said, and Sirius found himself captivated. for once, he didn’t have to act, didn’t need to filter himself through layers of practiced charm. James looked at him like he was real.

the night moved in a blur of laughter and quiet conversations as they moved from corner to corner of the bustling event. James told him about his mum, about how he was training to make her proud, about his dad teaching him to love the game. and Sirius listened, really listened, feeling more seen in one night than he had in years.

by the end of the evening, they’d escaped to the rooftop, the city lights spread out beneath them, champagne long forgotten as they leaned closer, quiet smiles lingering between them. Sirius found himself laughing at James’s terrible jokes, feeling the warmth in James’s hand when it brushed against his own. in that moment, under the stars and away from the glittering crowd, they were just two boys on the edge of something real.

and as the city hummed below, Sirius knew he’d found something he never realized he’d been looking for: a person who made him feel like more than the life he’d lived—a person who looked at him with a heart as open as the sky.

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marauders hc #2

Lily Evans is the kind of person who remembers every little thing about you, and she makes sure you know it.

she’s the type to notice your favorite snack and always has it stashed somewhere in her bag, “just in case you need it.” James found that out the first time she nonchalantly tossed him a chocolate frog during a late study session. he’s been in love ever since.
Lily gives the most thoughtful, personal gifts that aren’t just nice but downright uncanny in how well they suit you. she’ll find the perfect charm bracelet for Marlene, with charms representing every silly thing they’ve done together, or a new set of muggle watercolor pencils for Remus because she caught him doodling flowers on the corner of his parchment.
she knows your quirks. Sirius can’t walk past her without her smirking and saying, “hair’s a little off today, Black, everything alright?” because she knows he only fusses with it when something’s on his mind.
Lily knows everyone’s coffee order by heart and will show up with their favorite when it’s “one of those days.” she’ll grab an extra-large cup of tea for Remus during exams and sneak a sprinkle of sugar in for James just to mess with him. and everyone knows that when you’re going through it, she’s the one who will sit up with you late, listening without judgment, her hand on yours, and say, “right. we’ll get through this.”
she’s fierce, loyal, and funny in ways that stick. a bit of her seems to stay with everyone she meets, and you can bet if she cares about you, you’ll know it. because with Lily Evans, love is in the details.

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marauders hc #1

listen, it’s canon that the Marauders invented “boys will be boys.”

like:

James trying to flirt with Lily constantly, but the moment she’s in a three-foot radius, his brain resets to “quidditch facts and random trivia.” imagine Lily’s face when he blurts out, “did you know a hippogriff’s wingspan is six meters on average?” like…that was supposed to be, “hey, do you want to grab butterbeer with me?”
Sirius has main character syndrome but, unfortunately, so does James, which means there’s an ongoing competition over who the main character actually is. Sirius once convinced James that “real heroes sleep with one eye open,” and James, dead serious, gave himself a black eye trying to test it. Remus had to stop him from giving Sirius a broken nose.
Remus is 100% the “tired single parent” friend, but he’s also the one enabling the absolute worst ideas. “no, Pads, you can’t set the quidditch stands on fire… unless it’s after the match.” Sirius: “that’s the spirit, Moony!” James: “right, I’ll bring the firewhiskey.”
Sirius went through a phase where he’d hide all the mirrors in the common room so people would “rely on their natural beauty, James,” and Remus would have to go around collecting them and putting them back. the whole house thought they had a poltergeist, but it was just Sirius’s weird way of getting James to stop fixing his hair every five minutes.
James and Sirius once convinced the entire Gryffindor house that “Moony has a sixth sense and can smell lies.” Remus played along, and the power got to his head for a bit. cue him walking around giving people advice like a cheap mystic, muttering things like, “the stars tell me you’re going to fail potions unless you stop stealing my chocolate.”
James would absolutely throw himself in front of a curse for Sirius or Remus without a second thought. Sirius would do the same… but with a dramatic speech. Remus would throw himself in front of a curse for them too, but only because “if I have to listen to you two arguing one more time, I’ll hex myself.”

the Marauders: heroes of Hogwarts, masters of chaos, and quite possibly the reason the faculty has a secret support group.