Remus Lupin Headcanons.
Full moons become progressively worse as the werewolf grows. As a child, Remus was in pain, but since his body was still developing, it was a bit more bearable.
Double full moons were the worst because Remus’ body would barely have any time to recover before it’s forced to transform again. The second full moon of the month would leave the poor guy with gruesome internal injuries that take much longer to heal, broken bones, and more.
Remus gets physically sick whenever he’s around silver. He’ll get lightheaded, struggle to breathe properly, and feel nauseous (or throws up, depending on how close the silver is). All of this is multiplied whenever he accidentally touches it, plus it burns his skin.
Lupine flowers are another weakness. They cause the same symptoms of a regular allergy, so it’s easier to play off, but it can cause him to pass out or struggle to breathe. If he consumes it, it will kill him.
Embarrassingly, Remus follows the stereotype of werewolves fearing fire. It’s why he always sits as far away from the fire in the common room as possible, and why he always yells before running away whenever he encounters fire unexpectedly.
Remus has a younger sister (by five years) named Caron B. Lupin. They adore each other despite their age difference.
Remus is always trying to spoil her as much as he can because he believes that she deserves to have the childhood he didn’t have.
Caron is always doing everything she can to bring her brother comfort after full moons.
Caron is a squib (or just not a witch, I’m not sure if half-bloods can be squibs).
Hope is Remus’ best friend. She’s quite a hippie; she has a garden of medicinal plants for Remus, and smokes quite often (sometimes her cigarettes smell suspiciously of weed, though she would never admit that they are). She’s also generally accepting of pretty much everything, hence why she barely blinked when Remus came out to her.
Lyall, on the other hand, was much more complicated. He wasn’t a bad father, per se, but he made a lot of mistakes while trying to deal with Remus being a werewolf. He does try his best, in his own way.
The Lupins have a Great Dane male dog named Arawn. He’s supposed to be a security dog, but Caron softened him up after she was born. There’s nothing intimidating about a dog wearing a tiara and a bedazzled scarf.
The Lupins visit Hope’s family very often. It’s a big family, which has five children including Hope herself.
Because Lyall is often absent, Remus and Caron grew up mostly speaking Welsh. They both have heavy accents whenever they do speak English.
Hope was a Historian who specialized in (Welsh) Mythology. She had to quit her job to take care of Remus after the incident. Once Remus left for Hogwarts, Hope enrolled Caron into a muggle public school and started working again.
Lyall and Remus are the only ones who enjoy reading books, it’s one of the few things they bond over.
Hope likes taking the kids into the woods so that they can catch little animals like frogs, bunnies, etc.. They let them go afterwards, but it’s always fun to chase the small animals.
Lyall always takes Caron very seriously when she asks him to check for monsters under the bed, and does a complete sweep of the room. He will not make the same mistake twice.
Remus is afraid of the dark, so Lyall made him a small nightlight that illuminates the room to his liking. Hope hopped in and made it so that it would spin and carved some stars so that the room looked like the stars were dancing around his bedroom.
Remus brought the nightlight to Hogwarts, though he would only turn it on behind closed curtains.
Lyall disappeared for ‘work’ whenever the full moon neared. He wouldn’t return until a couple of days after, and he would always bring Remus a small bag filled with chocolate. This is why Remus is so attached to his chocolate, especially during and after full moons.
Caron has the habit of kissing Remus’ wounds because “kisses make everything better!” and Remus loves it.
Remus started using a cane during his fourth year, after a double full moon.
That month (October, 1974) was also very traumatic for a lot of people. After the second full moon, Remus was tired of being babied by the matron, his friends, the headmaster, and Head of House, so he snuck out of the Hospital Wing to attend his classes as if nothing. Even though he was feeling like absolute crap. Long story short, he started coughing up blood, passed out, busted his already problematic hip while falling, traumatized everyone present.
Loves reading books, hates anything school-related. If it weren’t for James’ constant harassment, Remus would be failing every class.
So petty. And I mean this in a will-perform-a-sticking-charm-on-your-bed-and-stick-it-to-the-ceiling kind of petty. The pranks are relatively harmless (most of the time) but they’re such a hassle to undo.
He’s the funniest member of the Marauders. He always makes the snarkiest remarks, but only loud enough for his friends to hear. You’d always see the boys absolutely pissing themselves from laughter while Remus sits in the middle as if he’s just as confused as everyone else.
He doesn’t hesitate to throw his friends under the bus just so he doesn’t get detention. He has a very good poker face, so it’s easy to get away with it.
Harry Potter Rewrite: Help!
I’ve been outlining more or less what I want the final result for my Harry Potter rewrite to look like but I’m stuck on two outcomes of Hari’s childhood:
NOTE: I have a headcanon in which the Potters are Indian, so James names his son Hari. I think I mentioned this before, if I didn’t, feel free to ask about it.
Petunia’s marriage starts falling apart when Lily dies.
Vernon didn’t let her go to her sister’s funeral because he was sure that the place would be crawling with “freaks”. Even if Petunia begged, he would still prevent her from going.
Vernon made nasty comments about Lily and James’ death, saying that they’re two less freaks to worry about.
Eventually Petunia leaves her husband and moves back in with her parents (who are alive in this version).
Petunia decides to go to college, a decision supported by her parents since they promised to help her financially and with the boys.
She studies to become an English teacher.
She loves her job. Also, she might fall in love with the History teacher.
She remarries, and it’s a man who treats her right and is good with the boys.
Both boys are treated equally while with her.
Dudley and Hari get along well. Although whenever Dudley returns from his weekends at his father’s, they fight a lot.
Hari grows up knowing he’s a wizard and knowing (more or less, because Petunia didn’t have all the details) what had happened to his parents.
Many more…
Remus, along with several other people who believed Sirius was innocent, start protesting and putting pressure on the Ministry so that they can give Sirius a proper trial.
Sirius is renamed innocent.
Dumbledore still refuses to hand Hari over to them, even though they were the rightful guardians of the child.
The last straw is when Dumbledore casually corrects them and says that Hari’s name has been changed to Harry.
They whitewashed his name. They were livid.
Remus and Sirius, along with some handpicked friends to help them, manage to kidnap Hari.
They take him to Wales, further away from Remus’ former home. They cast an insane amount of spells to hide themselves from Dumbledore. They were untraceable.
Other than the protections needed, they lived a muggle life.
They have other children (the names I’m still working out), there’s five kids in total.
Two of those children are werewolves, attacked at a young age by another wolf pack that’s not Fenrir Greyback. They—Remus, especially—wanted to bring them comfort when he found out about them.
Hari lives in a loud, chaotic household in the middle of nowhere.
Lyall Lupin eventually moves in with them because Remus worried for his father—the man was old and alone.
And many more…
NOTE: The outcome of the votings will determine the overall plot of Hari’s era. Choose wisely, what do you want to see?
Being in college is like riding a bike. Except the bike is on fire. So is your money, your brain, your soul, and your will to live. And I’m barely passing my classes because they told me to read this article and then I didn’t but still aced the test yet my assignments are not doing so well. College is great, guys.
It's the Gujarati Anon here!
First off, those are some pretty great headcanons. Just one thing, if you headcanon Euphemia as Gujarati as well you may want to reconsider her lastname being Gill. Since Gill is generally a last name from Punjab with Sikh origins. I love the Jigishu part by the way! But I don't think it's something someone would actually name their kid but more of a affectionate nickname if their name was something like Jignesh.
Thank you! I apologize for mixing up the surnames, I’ll be changing it to something that fits where she’s from. Any suggestions?
Also, thanks for the Jigishu part. I’ll change James’ name now.
I appreciate the help! May I ask what you, as a Gujarati, like to see in James and his family?
Harry Potter Rewrite.
I’m just going to reinvent the Harry Potter world as a whole, because with each new detail I add to my fic, i stray further away from canon. Like, there’s just so many plot holes with simple solutions, and I just refuse to write stories in a world where they would shit right on the spot and then carry on like nothing. I refuse.
Now, is there any plot hole about the worldbuilding that bugs you? Tell me about it, maybe try to explain a solution you have as well?
Do you have a specific headcanon that diversifies the character/plot? Let me know!
I wanna hear all of the ideas you may have, and I’ll do my best to portray it in a way that makes sense for the era.
Thinking about women with penises. Women with pussies. Men with penises. Men with pussies. People who are some configuration of being with penises, people who are some configuration of being with pussies. People who are a beautiful mixture of two extremes in any manner. Just the wonderful ways that human beings can exist.
God I love gender
Not me obsessively reading my first comment on ao3 (which I apparently got 5 days ago and only saw this morning because my dumbass doesn’t know how to use it yet) 🙄 it made my day though, please send more
I’m coming back very briefly after being gone for a while to say that the marauders would’ve absolutely loved the Twilight series. It would be a whole thing.
Remus would try to focus on how toxic the whole thing is, but no one’s gonna listen to him because they’ll be busy fighting anyone who says they’re team Edward because “werewolves are clearly superior and if you don’t think so, you’re stupid and tasteless”.
Like nobody really cares about the series itself, but they’ll be damned if they let a person be a team Edward in peace.
When I was 13 years old and curious about sex and love, I asked my mom if she had had sex before marrying my father (of whom she is still married to, and has been since before I was born). She said that that wasn’t really a ‘yes’ or ‘no’ question. I said ‘sure it is, you’ve either had sex before him, or you haven’t’. She brought me onto the couch and sat me down and told me about the boy she liked when she was young and how one night she snuck into his house while his parents were gone and they were kissing and he said they should have sex and she said that she wanted to save sex for marriage and he laughed and basically took all her clothes off and he raped her and as my mom was telling the story she cried and this was the second time I had ever seen my mom cry. She was 12 when it happened.
In grade 8 I got a call from my friend in the middle of the night and she was drunk in the park crying and told me that she went out that night with some other friends and they drank a little and her guy “friend” starting flirting and yes she laughed at first but then he tried to pull her shirt over her head and she pulled away and he ripped her shirt and it was her favourite shirt and then he pushed her to her knees and HIS BEST FRIEND HELD HER JAW OPEN WHILE HE FACE FUCKED HER. And so I went to the park and picked her up and took her home and slept in her bed with her except we didn’t sleep because she just cried and her mouth bled and this was four years ago but I still have to be the one to bring her items to the till it the cashier is a man, and she still has anxiety attacks and she’ll get a rash all over her body and I just want to kill those boys but instead they are still walking around. And I’m in the bathroom with her, dabbing at her skin with a warm cloth until it returns to its regular colour.
And in grade 9 one of my closest friends was kinda seeing this boy and so they hung out one night and then she said that she really had to be getting back home and he said that she wasn’t going anywhere until she gave him what he wanted and he parked the car and took off her clothes and she said no and he ignored her and so she laid in the backseat totally limp and just cried and it wasn’t even sex, he just masterbated by using her body instead of his hand and she came to school the next day with vodka in her water bottle and she drank all day and I had to fight her to get the alcohol away from her and she just cried and threw up and I skipped class while I held her hair back and that same boy texted me a month later, asking if I ever wanted to hangout sometime.
And in that same year my very best friend who has never even kissed a boy, confessed to me that when she was 9 years old, her 12 year old cousin made her give him a hand job and he told her that was what cousins do and he gave her a chocolate bar afterwards and she told me that he probably doesn’t even remember it but that it’s something that she’ll never have the luxury of forgetting.
And in grade 10 I knew a girl who invited her best friend over to watch Disney movies and then he started to put his hands down her pants and she said no but she is 130lbs and he is 220lbs and he called her a tease while she tried to fight him but he used one hand to hold her down, and the other to put inside of her and i was the one to push her inside of a classroom and stand in front of her while calling the police when he showed up at our school looking for her and she was so damn scared.
And a few months later I skipped class and was in the car with a guy who i had had unprotected sex with in the past while under the influence of cocaine but this time I was sober and I insisted we use a condom but he told me he couldn’t feel anything while the condom was on so he ripped it off and I said I refused to have unprotected sex again and so he just grabbed me and forced himself into my mouth and I was crying and he pulled me onto him and I just came saying “stop” over and over like a broken record but he must’ve heard something different because he went until he came and I just sat naked in the backseat while he drove me back to the school and said “we should do this again sometime”. And I had five showers that night and I scratched at my skin so hard to try and rip his fingerprints off of me, I still have the scars.
And I found out soon afterwards that that same guy had raped a classmate of mine, 5 months earlier and she told me about how he brought her McDonald’s first, and how he said they could take things slow and she told me about how he didn’t listen to her either. And he goes to our school and so after she told me about her incident and I told her about mine, we decided to report it to the police and the trial is currently still going on and he told people about it, except in his version we are just “asking for attention” and all his friends talk about how bad they feel for him. As if HE is the one that still wakes up screaming. As if HE felt like his skin no longer was beautiful, no longer belonged to him. And I held her in my arms as she bawled after giving the police her statement. And she did the same for me.
And I met a woman a year ago in a paint store and she had a service dog and I asked what the dog was for and it turns out that she had been so brutally raped and abused in her life, that the dog is literally trained to keep men away from her.
And I’m so FUCKING SICK AND TIRED OF THIS WORLD WE ARE LIVING IN. How many rape victims eyes have I already looked into? How many more will I? And how many more friends will I hold while they shake? Because I don’t know how many more I can take. And who the fuck still has the nerve to make rape jokes? And… Something just has to change. Please, someone just start being that change.
-16 year old girl
arguing with terfs sucks so much cause it just feels like youre making litterally the same exact points as them but somehow they still refuse to accept the truth
they take what you say and twist it, strawmanning your words into something you never said. because at the end of the day, they refuse to accept that they are in any capacity incorrect. you can't even argue on the note of compassion, because they fundamentally do not fucking care.
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