where is my mind?

i feel like we don’t make the most of the (canon) idea that barty was most likely 3 or 4 years younger than the marauders. and lily. academic rivals bartylily eats down of course, but COME ON there’s so much more potential!!! petitioning for cougar lily immediately.

barty as the court jester, lily as one of the favourite ladies, and their clandestine, debauched affair. what starts out as cheeky winks at dinner ends with quiet moans echoing through stone hallways. he flirts with everyone, but is soft with her. she is gentle with everyone, but is nasty with him. elegant velvet gowns and leather juggling balls and intricately decorated knives/jewellery. they think they’re being sneaky but every single person in court knows and finds it utterly riveting.

when he says “let’s role-play” he’s thinking of some teacher and student shit meanwhile i’m intricately planning the slow burn 150 000 words pirate and mermaid, princess and knight, witch and soldier storylines in my head

sometimes i’ll be discussing my life goals with someone and then have the soul-crushing realisation that not everyone’s dream is to become a tumblr celebrity

honestly, hunger games au where barty goes insane in the arena and evan is the exploited heartthrob of the capitol…do you see where i’m going with this?