James Potter (I)

James Potter woke up buzzing with excitement. HE WAS GOING TO HOGWARTS! James was currently in platform 9 ¾.

“Now, be good James, not too many pranks, and only small ones,” Euphemia Potter said.

James smirked at this. His father, Fleamont Potter had given him the Potter’s invisibility cloak. That would allow James to do a lot more mischief.

“I’ll be good mum!” James said cheerfully hugging his parents. James sped off onto the train and slid into a compartment. There was already a boy there.

That boy had long black hair, like some muggles James had seen before. He was pale with grey eyes, very different from James’ hazel eyes.

“Hello! James Potter!” James said very cheerfully.

The boy stared at him for a moment, as if didn’t know how to respond. “Sirius,” the kid said.

Suddenly, two other people walked in. One of them was a girl, with long red hair and large almond shaped green eyes. Had green always been that beautiful? James’ favorite color was red, not green.

The other boy was pale, with longer black hair. He looked poor, different from James, who grew up in a rich household. Sirius didn’t look poor either, and the girl looked middle class.

“I don’t want to talk to you,” the girl said in a constricted voice.

“Why not?” the boy asked.

“Tuney h-hates me. Because we saw that letter from Dumbledore.”

“So what?”

She threw him a look of deep dislike. “So, she’s my sister!”

“She’s only a —” He caught himself quickly “But we’re going!” he said, unable to suppress the exhilaration in his voice. “This is it! We’re off to Hogwarts!”

“You’d better be in Slytherin,” he said.

“Slytherin?” James asked, gaining some interest.

“Who wants to be in Slytherin? I think I’d leave, wouldn’t you?” James asked Sirius.

“My whole family have been in Slytherin,” he said.

“Blimey,” said James, “and I thought you seemed all right!”

Sirius grinned. “Maybe I’ll break the tradition. Where are you heading, if you’ve got the choice?”

James lifted an invisible sword. “ ‘Gryffindor, where dwell the brave at heart!’ Like my dad,” James said.

The boy made a small, disparaging noise. James turned on him.

“Got a problem with that?” James asked.

“No,” the boy said, though his slight sneer said otherwise.

“If you’d rather be brawny than brainy —”

“Where’re you hoping to go, seeing as you’re neither?” interjected Sirius. James roared with laughter.

“Come on, Severus, let’s find another compartment.”

“Oooooo . . .” James and Sirius imitated her lofty voice; James tried to trip Snape as he passed.

“See ya, Snivellus!” James called out.

“So, let me guess, whole family in Slytherin, named after a constellation, you’re a Black?” James asked.

“Unfortunately, yes,” Sirius said, looking down.

“Well, you are easily the best Black that I’ve met,” James said.

“How many Blacks have you met?” Sirius asked.

“2 of them,” James replied, with a smirk.

Eventually, they arrived at Hogwarts.

“WE ARE HERE!” James yelled out.

Chapter 3: Assignments (Part 3)

Sirius sighed happily, stretching out on the dusty wooden floors as if it were a bed of feathers. "I'm so glad you decided, Moony."

"Let's just hope I don't regret it," Remus replied, walking slowly around their new kitchen, letting his hand trail on the simple tiled island.

"Either way, it's ours! We're real adults now, free to do what we please."

"Have you ever done anything except exactly what you pleased?"

"Occasionally. Only when that little nagging voice in my head was being too persistent."

Remus chuckled and turned back around, seeing Sirius now making snow angels in the thin layer of dust. "Get off the floor, Padfoot. That's disgusting."

He sighed wistfully. "There's the voice."

Thoroughly ignoring him, Remus flicked his wand and the dust disappeared. Soon, the dust was slicked clear from the kitchen surfaces, the windows, and the single ratty couch that the old owners kindly left for them–or were too scared to get rid of based on the state of it. The faded green fabric looked like it might disintegrate upon touch.

"Come help me clean out our two bedrooms before my parents and the Potters come with our things," Remus said, walking down the short hall where two bedrooms and a single bathroom lay waiting for them.

"I don't exactly please to!" Sirius called after him, already sitting up.

"Then I get first dibs!"

Instantly, Sirius jumped to his feet and raced after Remus. "I'm coming!"

"What are they doing up there?" Lily asked with an amused smile as they heard loud footsteps pound down the hallway above them.

"I no longer care," James announced.

"Oh yeah? And why is that?"

"Because the only thing that seems to matter right now is the marvelous fact that I get to live with you, Miss Evans." James smirked, walking towards Lily who was standing in the middle of their small living room.

She turned from the fireplace and grinned sheepishly. "I'm pretty sure I've been living with you at your parents' place for a little bit now."

James shook his head, taking her hands in his and rubbing his thumbs over the backs of her palms. "That does not count in the slightest. I love my parents, but they don't really help with the romance."

"I don't think we'll have much time for romance with training and potion making and eventually we'll have missions on top of that and–"

"Not with that attitude we won't," James murmured, leaning forward to kiss her gently.

She smiled against him and muttered, "I suppose I can make time."

He kissed her again, wrapping one arm around her waist and pulling her closer against his chest. "How generous of you."

She smiled again but her brain could not seem to fathom a response. Her mind was entirely focused on the tingles that James had sent racing down her limbs as the kiss deepened. She grabbed onto the front of his t-shirt and pulled him forward as she stumbled backwards until her back hit the kitchen island. With barely a pause, Lily pushed herself onto the island and wrapped her legs around James' whose hands found themselves resting on her thighs. His fingers traced under the hem of her shorts and her stomach erupted in a swarm of butterflies.

"Oi! Lovebirds!" A knock shattered their blissful silence, knocking them out of their own private world. "They're here!"

James sighed and rested his forehead against Lily's. "Why did we think living below Padfoot was a good idea?"

"You tell me," Lily said, lying one more kiss against his lips before ducking under his arm onto her feet. She walked backwards towards the front door with a teasing smirk dancing across her lips. "But what did I tell you? There's hardly any time for romance."

"Oh, I'll make time."

Sirius's voice came through the door. "Stop your snogging and get out here!"

Lily threw open the door which Sirius was apparently leaning against and he stumbled into their living room as she walked past, completely unphased. "Good afternoon, Sirius."

James grinned as Sirius righted himself in front of him. "So dramatic, as ever."

"Oh, shove it," Sirius laughed as James walked past him. "But you were snogging, weren't you?"

Turning to face him, the familiar mischievous light dancing in his eyes, he replied, "Obviously."

The afternoon was then filled with flying furniture and parents surreptitiously wiping their eyes and the new leasers hurrying their families out when the day started to drag into the evening and they had to prepare for their training. When the front door was shut behind the Potters at last, James and Lily stood side by side, staring at the door in the silence that seemed to bounce around their flat.

Their flat.

They had their own flat.

Well, 'own' plus Sirius who didn't seem to realize that front doors were not meant to be barged in through. Yet, that is precisely what he did without so much as a knock.

"Ready for training?" he asked as a greeting. Remus was rolling his eyes in the background, refusing to step over the threshold without being invited in.

"Yes, we're ready," Lily replied, scooping up her wand from their small and slightly lopsided kitchen table James' Mom had bought from a friend.

"We can't be late. I don't want to see what Moody makes us do if we're even a second past five," James added. Before he shut the front door behind their group, he peered into the flat once more.

The furniture was sparse and unorganized. Their things were in boxes against the walls. Half of the kitchen appliances needed to be fixed. Yet it was home. Their home that they were renting with money from their own jobs.

Though his blissful smile was wiped off of his face as soon as he landed in the clearing that Remus had dubbed "the Inconvenience" because when James opened his eyes, he saw Moody with his wand pointing straight at him. A stream of freezing cold water showered over him and with his wand safely stowed in his back pocket, James was powerless to do anything but stand there and be glad he was wearing glasses to keep the water out of his eyes.

The stream of water ended, leaving a dripping James Potter glaring straight ahead while his friends, all of whom were lucky enough to not apparate next to him, stifled their laughter behind their hands.

"Constant vigilance, Potter!" Moody said with satisfaction. "Never apparate into an unknown area without your wand ready."

Moody turned on his heel to face the rest of the group, hands clasped behind his back, while James fished his wand out of his jeans and dried himself. He approached his friends and muttered, "Not a word" while the rest carefully arranged their faces into looks of compassion.

Four hours in and sweat had built up on each of their foreheads despite the cool night air. Their jackets all lay in a pile to one side and it was with no small amount of relief that James dropped his wand arm when Moody called them to a stop after hours of practice duels in every pair imaginable. They practiced in assigned groups in various assortments of one-on-ones, two-on-twos, one-on-twos and more while Moody and the rest watched. After one side "defeated" the other or the duel went on for long enough, Moody would call a pause to give them pointers, alter their stances, offer corrections, criticisms, and ever so rarely, a possible compliment. Suffice to say, they were each exhausted and ready to collapse on the nearest surface to sleep for as long as allowed.

But when Moody called the entire group towards him for a closing announcement, James' exhaustion seeped out of him and excitement rushed in.

"Starting next week, you will each be given a few small assignments. Mind you, these are information gathering assignments only. You are not to engage in any magic whatsoever. But essentially, Dumbledore has predicted that Voldemort will soon be turning his attention to the Ministry. We need to find out what we can about what influence he already has and where he might be looking to make his next move. The seven of you are perfect candidates for this because anyone your age could be looking for an intro job at the Ministry."

Moody dug around in his coat pocket until he was holding up a small stack of envelopes. "In my hand, I have separate assignments for each of you with different departments or jobs you are to apply for and people you must get an interview with, as well as what kind of information you should be after. Your homework tonight is to read these envelopes and start getting ideas for how you would get the information out of people without them ever being the wiser. That being said, tomorrow's training will be far less hands-on. We will go over what techniques to use on weedling information out of even the most tight-lipped of people, yet that is a long way off of being useful. You first have to do what you would be doing if there was not a war going on right now. Does anyone know what I mean?"

After a beat of silence, Lily answered. "Make resumes?"

Moody grinned. "Precisely. That is your second homework assignment. Make your resumes and make them well. If this is to work without arousing any suspicion, your resumes and interviews must be as realistic as you can make them. Any questions?"

"I have one," Remus said quickly. "Are we allowed to tell each other about what our assignment is?"

"Ah, Dumbledore said one of you would ask that. All of that information will be found within your envelopes as well. Here is yours, Mr. Lupin." Remus walked forward to collect his envelope and he stared through the parchment as if he could see the words printed inside it. When all of the letters were passed out, Moody gave them a curt nod and disappeared, the lights going out with him.

Too tired to offer much in ways of good-byes, the trainees all disapparated a moment later and James, Lily, Remus, and Sirius headed dolefully towards their flat from the alley near the trash bins. They paused at the ground level front door and glanced uncertainly at each other.

"Well… I guess we should open these on our own, then," Remus said, holding up his own letter. "We don't really know how secretive we have to be about it."

"I'll tell you whatever I'm allowed to," James promised.

"Same," agreed Sirius.

"Let's read them tonight and we can go over everything tomorrow morning with breakfast," said Lily.

"See you tomorrow," Remus murmured, already heading up the stairs.

"See ya," Sirius added, following close behind.

James sighed and slung an arm around Lily's waist as she opened the door to their flat. "Dumbledore better not expect us to keep any big secrets. I feel like that's not a great way to build a relationship."

"Either way, I trust you completely. Any secrets he wants us to keep is for a good reason so it won't be a reflection of our relationship."

"That's true. But if I know what you're doing, I'll be less worried about you."

Lily smiled as James curled his arm around her waist tighter and kissed the top of her head. "I'll always worry about you."

"And I'll always worry about you," James sighed. "I guess that's part of the job."

"Guess so…"

James hastily unwrapped his arms from Lily and clapped his hands, making Lily jump at the sound. "Well. This envelope is not going to open itself. Let's see what boring job I'll be applying to." He collapsed onto their sofa and tore open his envelope.

She watched him read whatever was written on it, trying to gauge how excited or miserable he was by the assignment from the back of his head. Meanwhile, she leaned against the kitchen island and carefully slit hers open too, a mixture of excitement and nervousness racing through her core.

Chapter 3: Assignments (Part 1)

Too many thoughts, opinions, and worries were swirling around through James' head, combining into a slurry of a confusing mess that was pressing against his skull, on the verge of causing what would surely become a blaring headache. He stomped up the garden path, barely pausing at the front door and storming straight through the few rooms into their back garden where he instantly began to pace, flattening the grass into a flat trail in his wake.

"What's up, Prongs?" Sirius asked as they trooped into the garden after him.

James started in surprise. In his haste he had completely forgotten that the others would be following him home.

"Where to even begin?" he replied, continuing his pacing. Sirius snorted and leaned against the house wall in amusement.

"I assume you're thinking about Dumbledore's reasons for secrecy?" Remus prompted with a raised eyebrow.

"Partially."

"And…?" Peter egged on.

"And what do they want Lily for? And how many others weren't at the meeting? And how long will training take?"

"Well we'll find out what they want Lily for whenever she gets back," Remus answered.

"If they'll let her tell us," Sirius added with a grim smile.

"It is an odd rule…," Peter mused, more to himself than anything.

"Definitely not one that I would think of, but one of the reasons that I signed up for this was because Dumbledore is leading it and he has experience. He knows what he's doing. I say we trust him," Remus said, feigning confidence.

Sirius snorted incredulously. "Sure, but basing the Order off of the Death Eaters?"

"It's not only the Death Eaters. It's also a common thread among a lot of other large scale rebellions. Take the goblin revolution of eighteen–"

"Moony, I swear on Merlin's left incisor, if you start spouting some History of Magic nonsense–"

"Yeah, I'm with Padfoot on this one," James laughed. "We graduated for a reason."

Remus smiled. "Fine. All I'm saying is that we've literally been to one meeting. Who are we to assume that we know better than everyone else there?"

"Yeah…" James ran a hand through his hair and stopped his pacing, staring instead at the lawn beneath his feet. "We can always just tell each other what we can, right?"

"Definitely. And hopefully we'll be placed on the same missions together so then we can tell eachother everything anyways!" said Peter.

"I hope we can get out there sooner rather than later. I just want to start any mission, I'm not too picky on what it is at this point," Sirius bemoaned.

"I'm sure Moody will whip us into shape in no time!" James added cheerfully, the knot in his stomach slowly unraveling and untying itself as he fell back into the familiar rhythm of things. All he needed now was the same dorm beds surroundings them or the Common Room fireplace to really ease his worries.

"Hey!" Lily said breathlessly nearly an hour later as she threw open the back door, a bag slung over one shoulder. "Sorry that took so long."

"Lily!" James cried, jumping up from the grass where he had been lounging, dusting off the back of his pants.

"What did they want?" Sirius asked instantly.

"If you're allowed to tell us," Remus added.

"It's okay, I can tell you," Lily smiled. "I even asked to make sure. I'm just helping Henry brew some of the basic potions the Order needs to start making a stockpile while he focuses on the more advanced stuff. Isn't it great?"

"Good for you, Lils!" James said.

Sirius, on the other hand, groaned dramatically and flopped onto his back fully spread eagle. "It's day one and you already get to do something!"

"Calm down, Padfoot. They'll be having you blow up Death Eaters and playing the knight in shining armor soon enough."

Sirius scowled and raised his head just enough to stick his tongue out at her.

"So what potions are you making? Can you share more specifics?" Remus asked politely as Lily joined their circle.

"I made a short list with Henry. Mostly different healing potions: some cleaning wounds, some internal healing, some for nerves, that sort of thing. Henry is sticking to the ones specific to each of the missions, but then we'll be taking turns delivering some of the standard potions to different stockpiles since it's less suspicious to see a bunch of injured people always going to the same house. So I think I'm going to take the first delivery–"

"Good afternoon, boys! I didn't know you were all over. Oh, and Lily! Sorry dear, I'm so used to just saying 'boys.'" Mrs. Potter chuckled to herself from the back door.

"Hey Mum," James said weakly, his heart hammering at the intrusion.

"I'm not sure what delivery you're talking about Lily, but do you want me to have Missy deliver you some dinner or snacks soon?" She smiled at her own word play, missing the nervous glance that passed between the group.

"That's okay," James replied. "We'll come in for dinner in a bit."

"Okay. I'll tell Missy there'll be extras tonight."

Silence stretched between them in her absence as Mrs. Potter went off to discuss dinner with their house elf. No one was entirely sure what to say or what was safe to say anymore.

Eventually, James broke the silence. "We really need our own place."

Sirius laughed. "Agreed. We should just sign that lease. I don't think we're going to find anything much better, no matter how long we wait."

"What we really need is to be more careful about when and where we talk about these things," Remus said pointedly, trying to steer the conversation away from what he knew was inevitable.

"That too," Lily agreed. "But what do you think, Moony? I liked the last set of flats we found, but I know you're feeling a bit more hesitant."

He sighed, hoping the pressure wouldn't turn to him. "Give me a day or two to think about it. I'll let you know."

"Well you have until Friday I think. That's when we have to decide by before they give them to someone else," James said.

"But if you're not sure, we can always ask for an extension," Lily said, sensing his unease.

"Yeah, but they'll raise the price and make it a whole negotiating tactic and…," Remus shook his head with a heavy sigh. "No, I'll decide before then. I will."

Chapter 1: The Last Train Home (Part 2)

Lily Evans woke to the now familiar sound of her door being cautiously opened and closed, followed by James padding over to her bed and sitting carefully on the opposite side of her. She heard him reach out and before his tentative hand could touch her shoulder, she said "Good morning" without opening her eyes.

"You beat me to it, yet again," came the reply from somewhere behind her.

She rolled onto her back to look up and see James' grin beneath his untidy black hair and glasses. "And you woke me up trying to sneak in here, yet again."

"It's not my fault that you're such a light sleeper," James teased.

"Then who's fault is it?"

"Your parents," James replied happily, falling onto his stomach and elbows so that his hands were resting on Lily's spare pillow.

"I'm too tired to argue over nothing with you," Lily said, not bothering to hide the yawn that temporarily took over her face. She readjusted herself to lay on her side facing James and propped her head up on one hand, though her eyes remained steadfastly closed. "What time is it?"

"According to Padfoot, sometime past six thirty."

"And you woke me up this early, why?" Lily demanded, a hint of annoyance coloring her voice.

"Because it's our last day as Hogwarts students! We should enjoy this!"

Lily opened her mouth to respond, but James cut her off quickly.

"And don't you dare say you'd rather enjoy it by sleeping! Sirius already used that excuse!"

Lily chuckled but pushed herself into a sitting position, quite literally rubbing the sleep from her eyes. "I wasn't going to. But if we are going to fully enjoy the next twelve hours, I'd like to at least brush my hair before leaving the dorm."

James grinned and leaned over to kiss her cheek. "That's why you're my favorite."

"Don't tell Padfoot. He'll never forgive you," Lily teased, sliding sleepily off the mattress and opening her packed trunk in search of a comfortable t-shirt and jeans.

"I'll tell you what. I'll change and get ready too, then I'll meet you in the Common Room for a morning of peaceful relaxation as Remus calls it."

"And what does that entail?" Lily asked, one eyebrow raising skeptically as her trunk lid thudded closed.

"No idea, but we'll figure it out." He strode out the room and across the hall into the Head Boy's dorm, leaving Lily to smile to herself as she made her Gryffindor bed for the last time.

Here are some of mine

marauders au where instead of peter it’s hatsune miku and no one dies or goes to azkaban or anything bc miku would NEVER snitch on her friends or join the dark side bc she’s cool like that and harry grew up with parents and sirius and remus kissed or whatevr couples do idk i’m arospec and everyone lived happily ever after and we all read a book series called neville longbottom and obsessed over his parents and their friends when they were in gay wizard school

and then some close-ups

goodbye sengen AND magical cure love shot reference in on post? on MY account? it's more likely than you think...

sorry for disappearing for three hundred years without saying anything it will happen again

you may have to click on the first one for better quality idkidk. if it don't work try viewing it on tumblr idkidk

Firstly, I like the Marauders being bffs with a brotherhood. So I think any romance between them, be it Starbucks or Woflstar would just ruin that dynamic and this is usually what happens in the Wolfstar fanfics and headcanons I come across. Also, in NO WAY is this post meant to be an attack on anything LGBTQ.

Secondly, I think Wolfstar is mostly based on headcanons and even fanon rather than canon. There’s nothing indicating compatibility in canon. Or even if we can use certain canon info to support their compatibility, there’s definitely more canon info supporting James and Sirius’s compatibility. In other words, there isn’t anything indicating them as more compatible than J and S. Yes, James was straight and married Lily, but Remus was also straight and married Tonks. And Rowling has said that not only was Sirius not gay, but that he was too busy being a rebel to settle down in a relationship (let alone getting married). So if we dismiss Starbucks on James’s canon sexuality, we’d have to do the same with Wolfstar on their canon sexualities.

And no, I don’t ship Starbucks. But the reason I bring up Starbucks is because I never understood why Wolfstar is shipped more than Starbucks when canon clearly shows Starbucks with a deeper connection. Even J and S scene shows them in synch with each other. The same can’t be said for Wolfstar who also have problematic elements like Sirius’s werewolf prank, Sirius saying he wished it was fullmoon in SWM, and them mistrusting each other with the whole ‘I think he's a death eater spy because his family is dark/because he's a werewolf.’

Another big problem with Wolfstar is how their ship often takes away James’s importance in Sirius and Remus’s lives as their bff and downplays his relationship with the both. Most of the time when I come across Wolfstar fanfics or headcanons, it always involves them being closer than J and S. It always downplays the close relationship that both Remus and especially Sirius had with James. It always show Sirius being closer to Remus and being annoyed and belittling of James. It even often shows Sirius getting jealous and threatening James if he hugged Remus or complimented Remus. That’s clearly not canon because canon makes it clear James was the one who both Remus and Sirius were the most closest with in their group and that James preferred these two (especially Sirius) the most.

I’ve so far never come across any Wolfstar fic that didn’t at least at some points annoy or frustrate me with downplaying James’s relationship with both Sirius and Remus and taking away James’s important role in both their lives. I dislike anything that takes away his importance or downplays his relationship with any character, be it Sirius, Remus, Harry, Lily, Dumbledore, McGonagall, or Hagrid.

Conclusion: There’s nothing that makes Wolfstar any more canon that any fanon ship for most fans to agree it’s canon. Saying they’re essentially canon doesn’t make them canon. There’s no evidence for any romantic entanglement between them. So they aren’t canon. There isn’t any evidence they’d make a good couple either. Plus, Rowling has confirmed that neither Remus nor Sirius are gay when a fan asked. So they definitely weren’t canon. But of course they’re just as valid of a ship as any fanon ship like Harmony, etc.

September 1, 1971: A muggle-born Lily Evans joins Hogwarts along with Severus Snape, James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, and Peter Pettigrew.

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Now, before I get into my hot take, I just wanna say that I do like Snape's character. It is complicated and I like that. Even though it might feel like I hate Snape, I don't actually hate him. Just saying that before I get into this

Now this is the part where I'm PROBABLY gonna get hate for. Severus Snape is not a misunderstood character. I do get that he was bullied by James Potter and Sirius Black, and he was actually working for Dumbledore this entire time. However, James and Sirius actually grew up from that. Snape never did and he was bitter about it for the entirety of his life. And I also get that he lost Lily, the love of his life. But before AND after that, he was just obsessing over her even when she said no multiple times. That's just to the next level of pathetic.

(By the way, if I was saying I wouldn't be bitter about being bullied for most of my Hogwarts years, I'd be lying. I would be bitter, but not to the extent Snape was.)

Snape was so upset about it that he literally bullied children for no good reason other than "Oh, James bullied me. So, I should bully kids!" I thought people who were bullied would know not to do the same thing that the bully did. But apparently Snape doesn't know.

I feel especially bad for Harry and Neville here. Snape absolutely hated his guts because he was related to James, his lifelong enemy. Now some of you Snape defenders might be like "Oh but he had to, so he could stay being a Death Eater!" Still absolutely no excuse for what Snape put him through. Also, Neville was bullied so hard by Snape that he LITERALLY was his worst fear. Come on man... imagine being so terrified of your OWN teacher that they are your worst fear. That's actually so messed up

Ah well, I'm outta here lol. If you still think he's misunderstood, I will respect that and leave you alone. But this is just my opinion

Edit: Can't believe I forgot to mention Hermione here! I feel bad for her as well. She did NOTHING to the guy and he hates her. He literally neglected her

(example: she raised her hand because she knew the answer in the first ever potions class we see and he called on Harry anyways)

Also, didn't Draco put a curse on Hermione in GOB that made her teeth grow alarmingly fast? Yeah, I'm pretty sure Snape was like "I don't see anything different". Meanwhile with the curse that Harry put on one of the Bronze Trio members (can't remember which one he put it on) he was like "Go to the hospital wing". Seriously...

Given his so called popularity, James's appointment as headboy would have gone down pretty well with a lot of students except for most of the Slytherin students. As you may know, James wasn't exactly popular with a lot of Slytherin students (except Andromeda Tonks). Gryffindor and Slytherin have a 1000 year history of fierce rivalry and James Potter was often at the centre of it, whether it be through fierce clashes against Slytherin at Quidditch matches, or getting into arguments and fights with Slytherin students. There were even some nasty scenes when the two houses met on the Quidditch pitch during the 70s and 80s. If James Potter was appointed headboy, here is how I feel the Slytherin students would have reacted:

Slytherin 5th year prefect: "Professor Dumbledore has already got on with the job and has already appointed new prefects, a headboy, and a headgirl. On behalf of Hogwarts, we've got James Potter. He's the man who is going to assist the school and lead us prefects and the entire student body.

"If you were to think of the Gryffindor common room as a temple, well, Mr Potter is the high priest. A fanatic. In fact, there is only really one supremacist in this room and it's you [James] because you want red and gold flags, house anthems, house Quidditch coaches... you are a Gryffindor supremacist. "I frankly think that this appointment amounts to pretty much a declaration of war on our house (Slytherin)."

"I would argue what we really need is to have a sensible, common sense approach and for Dumbledore to recognise he has made a mistake and to find somebody who actually likes Slytherin to represent all of us."

This same 5th year Slytherin prefect later told her head of house Slughorn that Gryffindor Quidditch captain James Potter "dislikes" Slytherin and will be determined to give Slytherins a hard time. James did not appear to be at all ruffled by this Slytherin prefects speech and said a defiant response shortly after: "All the houses want to be governed and treated equally. Fair enough. It is our duty to make our roles as headboy and headgirl an advantage for everybody, no matter who they are or what house's they belong to."

A 7th year Slytherin prefect (someone in the same year as James) also made a similar complaint: "I cannot believe that Professor Dumbledore has selected Mr Potter as someone who will be leading and representing us prefects as well as the entire student body. I have been in this school for six and a half years and I have heard the ramblings of Mr Potter: I am telling you now, he is no friend of Slytherin.

The last time I spoke, I said that we need to be cool, we need to be calm, we need to ensure that we all get a balanced approach for all four houses. Mr Potter’s appointment is no good for the fairness of the points system, and no good for Slytherin Quidditch players who train hard for their. We all need the best balanced approach between the four houses as possible, and I ask you, please, to rethink Mr Potter's appointment and come up with a more neutral candidate."

Evan Rosier (7th year Slytherin) was pretty angry at this appointment: "James Potter hates everything we stand for which should mean a much harder time for us."

However, not all Slytherins were dissatisfied at James's appointment as this 6th year Slytherin shows: "Mr Potter, first of all, congratulations on your new appointment as headboy. I always enjoy listening to you because you're always determined and you're always consistent about what you believe in, and you described how there should be an equal number of people from all four houses in both the Order of the Phoenix and within the Auror department. Do you agree with me that there should be an equal proportion of people from all four houses in these two organizations and if I can assist in any way to achieve this, I've written a little in how it can be done quickly and I can give you a copy of one. Do you agree?"

James's response: "Well first of all, I have to thank the young lady for giving a positive assessment of my appointment, that's first time I've heard it from a Slytherin, and my answer to her is yes."

Throughout the series the only animagi we see are Gryffindor's McGonagall, James Sirius, Worm tail, etc the series makes it seem like only Gryffindor's can be an Animagus it has nothing to do with their animal forms it just that we only see a Gryffindor be an Animagus.

We should've seen at least one Animagus that wasn't a Gryffindor, this witch or wizard would've been a Hufflepuff, or a raven claw the animal form could've been a panther, an elephant a hippo or a bull. any animal that can survive in the wild or fight other animals, having an Animagus outside of Gryffindor would've provided some diversity at Hogwarts.

Say if you were in Dumbledore's position, and you've just had a meeting with James and Lily telling them that their infant son and entire family have been marked for death, how would you have dealt with the whole secret keeper business with them?

Okay, we all know that Sirius was initially chosen by the Potters to be their secret keeper (despite Dumbledore offering to be secret keeper himself) and they later (after Sirius's persuasion) switched to Peter in the last minute.

However, I was wondering how you think all this went down like? How do you think Dumbledore, James, Lily, Sirius, and Peter acted or said during all this secret keeper drama?