These one shots and imagines are not mine. I have found these on tumblr and thought they deserved to be shared further as they are great. I will give credit for all of them :)
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Even at Hogwarts everybody hated Monday mornings, as they symbolised the end of the weekend, the return in class and especially, implied a lot of exhaustion. In fact, everybody except the 6th years, because to them Monday morning meant Defense Against the Dark Arts. Here you were, at your usual seat next to the wall on the first row. The classroom 3C had probably the biggest windows out of all the Turris Magnus, unfortunately you were too short to observe the view- everybody was- but you still tried to take a look every time. You were on tip-toes, taking advantage of the fact that your teacher had not yet arrived to make another attempt.
"You know Y/N, I really enjoy the view you're offering me when you stand up like this in front of me, but I think you should sit down as our dear professor is here." Whispered Sirius behind you. Your cheeks turned red as you did what he said, sighing in exasperation and trying to focus on the tall man standing in front of the class. Sirius knew his little seduction game made you feel a bit flustered and that was exactly why he liked doing it so much, he didn't want you to be uncomfortable, he was only joking and you knew it. Out of the four Marauders, you spent most of your time with him or Remus, who actually introduced you to the others after meeting you at the library.
"Today I will try, and please notice that I said try, to teach you something that I know most of you have been waiting for." Said your teacher solomely, holding his hands together behind his back. "The majority of witches and wizards are not able to produce it for it requires patience, concentration and determination. You probably guessed it already, I am talking about the Patronus charm, one of the most powerful defensive charms that exist."
Immediately, everybody started to whisper enthusiastically to their neighbors, and even Lily who usually was he definition of the model student seemed hysteric. You smiled when you saw her, her dazzling hair flying in the air while she turned around towards the boys, already beginning to discuss on the shape their Patronus would take. James had already managed to produce one and it was a deer just like his animagus. He could be turbulent, sometimes even insolent, but nobody could deny that he was an incredibly talented wizard just like Remus who was sitting next to him. Strangely, he stayed away from the general euphoria which spread in the class, playing almost nervously with his hands. You frowned, ready to ask him what was going on when your teacher knocked two times on the desk with his fists. The noises stopped and everybody looked at him once again.
"To produce a Patronus, it is necessary to concentrate on your most beautiful memory, and only this one. Find the memory that warms you heart the most and say clearly, wand in hand: Expecto Patronum." Suddenly, a silver eagle flew from his hand and in the classroom. It was both beautiful and captivating. "This requires training, today we shall satisfy us with approaching the theoretical side of it and in the next class, I hope that you will be ready. Just know that it is difficult to obtain a corporeal Patronus, and that its purpose is not to be beautiful, but to protect you from dementors. Whether it is a rat, cat or lion, its power will be the same: the Patronus is a shield, a messenger and a protector."
