Harry: So Today, Snape Pointed At Me With His Wand

just thoughts

only thirty days until james and lily’s untimely death halloween 

If the Marauders texted, this is what it would look like.

like the beatles, but cooler. artofpan on tumblr

james potter

The Marauders going through wedding photos

*picture of james and lily*

James: So this is me and my wife

*picture of james and sirius*

Remus: This is James and his other wife

*picture of james and his broom*

Lily: And this is James and his other other wife

"What's this?" Lily asked aloud, picking up the folded piece of parchment from the floor. It was blank on both sides. She tried prodding it with her wand, but nothing happened.

"Specialis Revelio!" she whipered.

Again, nothing happened.

Frustrated, Lily tried speaking to it instead. "My name is Lily Evans."

At once, jet black writing began spreading across the map. Lily squinted to try and make out the words.

Mr. Moony would like to ask Lily if she could put the map down now before things get crazy.

Mr. Padfoot would like to tell Lily not to put the map down because he's quite looking forward to Mr. Prongs pooping his pants.

Mr. Moony would like to tell Mr. Padfoot to be quiet.

Mr. Wormtail would like to tell Lily that her hair looks nice today and would also like to ask if Mr. Prongs is doing okay.

Mr. Prongs is not doing okay.

Mr. Padfoot would like to ask Lily if she could find this piece of parchment more often.

Mr. Prongs would like to say that Mr. Padfoot is an arse and would also like to ask Lily if she has ever had feelings for a lad named James Potter.

Mr. Mooony would like to slam his head against the wall.

What is going on? Lily wondered as more writing appeared on the surface of the map.

Mr. Wormtail still thinks that Lily should put this parchment down and walk away.

Mr. Prongs does not want Lily to put this down as he's still waiting for an answer about that whole James Potter thing.

Mr. Padfoot is having the time of his life.

Mr. Padfoot would also like to add that this James fellow seems like an awful human being that smells like dung. Or, at least, that's Mr. Padfoot's impression.

Mr. Prongs would like to tell Mr. Padfoot to SHUT UP.

Mr. Moony apologizes to Lily.

Mr. Prongs would like to say that James Potter is in fact a wonderful bloke and Mr. Prongs has heard that James would make a wonderful boyfriend.

Mr. Padfoot thinks Mr. Prongs is good at being subtle.

Mr. Prongs thinks Mr. Padfoot should go shove his head up his abnormally large arse.

Bitches be obsessed with a group of fictional friends that grew up too fast in the middle of a war in the 1970’s at Hogwarts and raised hell and laughed and spent nights under the full moon in pure selflessness and loved each other without limit because they were home to each other. It’s me, I’m bitches.

Ok so I found this really cute picture on Pintrest.... I’ll paste the link here.

https://www.pinterest.com/pin/336362665904795359/

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*