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You know something really great about the Harry Potter Universe? It's not really Rowling's anymore.
Legally, she owns it.
But creatively? The Fandom has come up with so much! There's even stuff that she made "official" that we came up with!
Dumbledore being gay? That was OUR idea! That was the fandom!
And Dorcas/Marlene? We all know that wasn't JKR.
She only gave the marauders as much of a past as was necessary for the story she wanted! But we've done so much more!
She may have laid the groundwork, but we've taken the story and made it our own!
So, f*ck JKR, but I'm not gonna let the fact that she's an asshole stop me from enjoying what Harry Potter has become. I don't want to read the books she wrote! I've done that already! I wanna read what the fans wrote!
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soulsintheashes · 2 years
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as much as i'm against the secrets of dumbledore as a film, that grindelwald x dumbledore fight scene was hot with sexual tension. the part where they stop, breathing heavily, hands on each others hearts like... just kiss already!!
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awkwardly-sean · 2 years
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DUMBLEDORE!? A HOMOSEXUAL?!
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hanmegumi · 9 months
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LMAO
edit: turning off reblogs because some of the people that are reblogging are extremely fucking moronic. holy shit
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drywalledtupperware · 9 months
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starting a dumbledore hate club who's with me?
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gellertalbus · 1 year
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starchaserdreams · 2 months
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I want to start a club called the Anti-Dumbledore Army, who's with me?
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ashes-to-ashesxx · 2 months
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as much as I hate dumbledore, he really was in it for the plot and I respect him for that cause bitch same
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sneakyyyshadows · 6 months
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Harry Potter ships
Day 14
Grindeldore
Grindeldore 🪞
Gellert Grindelwald x Albus Dumbledore
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lulublack90 · 1 month
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Prompt 20 - Manegro Potion
@wolfstarmicrofic March 20, word count 465
The Marauders had always been pranksters. Even before they’d started calling themselves Marauders. But since Sirius and Remus had gotten together, the pranking had escalated. It was as if their being together had opened up a new pranking platform. 
Today’s prank involved a vast amount of Manegro Potion that Sirius had charmed the House Elves out of the way so Remus could pour the potion into the barrels of Pumpkin Juice and all the tea and coffee pots. They’d even put it in the water pitchers and placed a glamour over them so they appeared empty. It was going to be massive. 
Remus, Sirius, James and Peter watched with glee on their faces as the entire school, including the professors, all enjoyed their breakfasts and drank their beverages.
It started slowly. Emmeline Vance’s ponytail grew from halfway down her back to the edge of the bench. Gideon and Fabian Prewett grew matching mullets, and Marlene's fringe snuck down into her eyes.
Soon, the entire school was sprouting hair at an alarming rate. Snape’s greasy locks looked even more like curtains as his hair grew down to his waist. Dumbledore looked like a yeti as his already long hair and beard flowed across the floor. 
Remus jabbed Sirius’s side and pointed at the Slytherin table, where Regulus sat in horror as his hair grew to the same length as Sirius’s. 
“Ha, mini Sirius!” James barked out loud enough for Regulus to hear him, and pure rage covered his face. Sirius didn’t find it funny either and sulked until he saw Peter lift a glass of water to his lips. 
“PETER!” But too late. Peter drank the potion. 
“What? What?” He squeaked as his sandy hair grew from his head. 
“Peter, we did say not to drink anything at breakfast.” Remus shook his head at his friend. 
“Oops,” Peter blushed as his face disappeared under his mop of hair. 
Sirius snuggled into Remus’s side. 
“Remus, my love. I think we have outdone ourselves.” He sighed happily as they observed the chaos they had caused. 
“SIRIUS BLACK, REMUS LUPIN!!! DETENTION!!! ONE WEEK!!!!” They flinched as Professor McGonagall screamed at them as she hurriedly undid the rapidly expanding neat bun at the back of her head before the weight of it caused neck damage. 
They turned to James, wondering why he hadn’t been given detention as well and nearly fell off the bench as they laughed uncontrollably. James, feeling left out, had drunk the potion-laced pumpkin juice and currently, his thick, messy, black hair was growing straight up and showing no signs of falling. Sirius and Remus looked at each other, tears of joy spilling from their eyes as they silently decided that the week of detention had been worth it just to see James’s two-foot-tall tower of hair.     
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Dear, James -4
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Harry has seen his Papa in many states before, whether he remembers them or not is different, but he knows he was there.
He has never seen Papa as angry as he is now, clutching at the front door, rage rolling off him in the form of magic, causing the ceramic key and trinket holder near the door to crack and the wood under his feet to splinter. He can see how Papa is clutching at the door so hard his fingers turn white as he peaks into the front hallway.
Papa told him to stay in the kitchen, to continue eating, but he didn't listen, shoveling in the last of his cereal so it didn't get soggy in the milk before he carefully walked to the front door. Harry can't see who's past the door, Papa has the door mostly closed and his body in the opening. He wants to know so badly, he itches for it, but Papa always said that curiosity isn't a good thing. But Papa is also very angry right now, and maybe Harry can get a kick in before he's sent to his room...
"I heard of what happened... Mr.Black" The voice of the stranger paused between the words oddly, and Harry watched as the wood on the door started to peel from where his Papa was gripping it.
"Sadly I still insist, you have the wrong house. Please get off my property." Harry can see how Papa's jaw clenches, and well, Papa is wrong, he is a Mr.Black, and he did also get fired from his job recently. It was upsetting, but as Papa said, they still had enough money so that Harry could have seven children and those seven could have seven children each and they'd still be comfortable for life and then some.
He doesn't want to have seven kids though, but that's not important.
"I don't believe I am ever wrong," The voice said, and Harry wrinkled his nose. Apparently Papa has the same reaction because when he opened his mouth to speak, the stranger spoke again.
Harry is glad they have magic, as the ceramic piece by the door finally shattered, keys and rings and one of his mini plastic dinosaur from several years ago that he keeps forgetting about scattering along the surface of the hall table.
"You're son is very like you, despite appearances." Shit. Caught. He tried to shuffle back to where he wouldn't be seen, but Papa turned his head too quickly, a glare being pinned on him, and Harry couldn't help to shuffle in place before rushing up to his parent's side, holding the back of Papa's shirt. He's been caught already, why not ride it out?
"Get off of my property." Harry nods enthusiastically, frowning at the old man in front of him because his Papa is right and the man needs to go.
Though the stanger's beard is very long, it's funny, the grey compared to the colorful... something or other that the man is wearing. He still isn't welcome hear though.
"I have a job opening for you, Mr.Black." The man says and Papa rolls his eyes, groaning, giving up all pretenses of pretending. Harry would have kept with it though, if he was Papa, just until the man gave up.
"Oh? What a coincidence. I just get fired from my job as an astronomy professor and suddenly you're here, telling me you can solve my problems." Harry has to fight down a smile at his Papa's tone. So sassy.
The stranger raises an eyebrow, and Harry can feel the anger flare again, so he tries his best, leaning against Papa and he thinks it works. He can't feel it much anymore, but Papa is still so angry.
"I wouldn't know what you are implying Mr. Black."
"Really." Papa doesn't ask a question, keeping his glare and, personally, is Harry was in the strangers position he would have already been sent up to his room.
"I believe it would be best to talk about inside however." The stranger smiles and Harry can't point it out, he's never been too good at that, but it doesn't feel like a nice smile. Harry doesn't know how that's possible.
"How about you go and suck the dick of the lover you left rotting in prison again." Harry should tell Papa to put a coin in the swear jar, but he holds it in. It can be excused just this once he thinks. Papa deserves a swear once in the while.
The stranger doesn't say anything, just staring and staring until finally Papa bites out a "Fine." and lets the man in.
Harry would have just shut the door on the man, but oh well.
The stranger walks in like he knows where to go already, and after a few seconds Harry is surprised that the man does, walking right past them and going to the sitting room. Papa sighs and turns to Harry.
"I thought I told you to stay in the kitchen."
Harry shrugs, "You were taking too long."
Papa sighs and rolls his eyes, but still kisses the top of Harry's head as he passes while Harry hangs back, looking at what Papa will have to fix later, because despite Harry having a wand already and knowing how to use it, Papa says it's just for emergencies, and a few peeled pieces of wood, a cracked photo frame, and a broken ceramic is probably not an emergency. He bites his lip, but still turns to follow the older two into the sitting room.
When he gets there, Papa is on one side while the stranger is on the other. There's almost like an invisible line across the room and Harry doesn't hesitate before standing next to Papa.
"Did you get the letters?"
"Harry isn't going to Hogwarts."
The man raises an eyebrow as Harry looks up to his parent with a puzzled expression. He knew he wasn't going to Hogwarts, that's not what he's confused about, he already has most of his stuff for Beauxbatons anyways. What he doesn't understand is why the man is bringing it up.
"We need an astronomy professor, and with your recent gap of employment, I thought we could come to a conclusion Mr.Black."
"I'm perfectly fine where I am."
It's silent for a second before the stranger sighs, shaking his head, "I heard that another Mr.Black and a certain Mr.Potter are quite distraught as of late."
Harry watches as Papa stands up straighter, and he can't help the uncomfortable bubbly feeling in his stomach because Papa clearly doesn't like this man, and suddenly he's bringing up people who Harry knows he's related too. They've always been sensitive subjects when it come to his parent.
He looks down and tugs an arm away from being crossed against his chest and holds that hand. He thinks some moral support could help, but Papa still crumbles the same, letting his other arm drop and pushing his shoulders back as he stares at the man.
"What about them?"
Harry knows that his papa still cares about his brother and his ex, but Harry doesn't. He's never even met them for Merlin's sake, they never even bothered to visit or see either of them despite how lonely Papa has been.
Yes, they still have Aunt Pandora and her wife Aunt Lily, along with their daughter who is Harry's best friend, but Harry knows that Papa still misses them, from how he gets caught staring at the letter writing supplies late at night, how even after all this time Papa will stare at a photo album that Harry once managed to sneak a peak into only to see the so called family that left the both of them to fend for themselves. And Aunt Pandora. She was also in the photobook.
The stranger purses his lips, and Harry squeezes on his Papa's hand. "It seems they recently got a letter that was quite disturbing. Left them both in shambles, my dear boy."
Papa wrinkles his nose, but apparently let's whatever comment he had saved up go.
"A letter from the name Regulus Black."
"That's not new." Papa sounds bored, but Harry can tell by the sudden slight squeeze on Harry's hand.
"Ah, my boy, but it is. See, apparently they miss you. I've seen them for years, and despite everything now is the time they seem quite torn up."
Papa lets out a breath of air and Harry watches as his free hand clenches. He's almost tempted to reach over and hold that one too, but then he wouldn't be able to frown at the stranger. Somethings are a higher priority then helping his papa. Like discomforting this random old guy. He doesn't seem to be fazed, but Harry swears it's working.
"If they regretted it, a letter would have sufficed instead of you coming here."
"They believe it's been too late for far too long. I thought I'd go out of my way."
"I'm still not taking your shitty job, I'm fine right here. I can find another if needed."
The stranger walks closer, "Can you truly, Mr.Black?" The way he says it means something that Harry either doesn't know or hasn't caught onto yet, but one look at his parent and it seems like he's the only one, face paler then normal, eyes slightly wide as he stares as the other man. A noise of confusion escapes him and Papa's head shoots down, looking at him for a second before turning back.
"I can, I know I can."
The stranger smiles a little, like something Papa said was funny, and now the weird feeling in Harry's gut traveled up to his chest. What does the man mean? Why is he hurting Papa in their own home? Sure it might not be physically, but that's not the only way someone can hurt. He knows that, so why doesn't the stranger? Is it because that is what he is? Nothing but a stranger?
Papa's jaw clenches and his eye twitches in a way Harry doesn't think he's seen before, "What did you do?" The stranger doesn't answer though, smiling the same weird smile as he has in the past before speaking himself, already moving out of the room.
"I'm sure you'll make the right choice my boy."
Papa is still standing there as the front door shuts and Harry finally asks the question that has been on his mind since he saw the man.
"Who was that?"
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design-men · 11 days
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𝑃𝑟𝑜𝑓. 𝐴𝑙𝑏𝑢𝑠 𝑃𝑒𝑟𝑐𝑖𝑣𝑎𝑙 𝑊𝑢𝑙𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑐 𝐵𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑛 𝐷𝑢𝑚𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑑𝑜𝑟𝑒… 𝐵𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑎𝑏𝑦 𝐴𝑏𝑒𝑟𝑛𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑦 𝐿𝑒𝑒 … 𝑆𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑢𝑠 𝑆𝑛𝑎𝑝𝑒..𝐻𝑜𝑔𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑠 𝑆𝑐ℎ𝑜𝑜𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑊𝑖𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑐𝑟𝑎𝑓𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑊𝑖𝑧𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑟𝑦 ..
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HARRY POTTER IS A GREAT WIZARD
Harry is an amazing wizard. Yes, he might not be as exceptionally powerful as Dumbledore or Voldemort or as smart as Hermione but he is nonetheless a great wizard. He took out the sword of Gryffindor at the age of 12 and killed a Basilisk. He produced a Patronus at the age of 13 and fought about 100 Dementors which only Dumbledore was said to be capable of. He resisted the Imperius curse(by Voldemort nonetheless) at the age of 14 in the graveyard. Heck, even the death eaters were surprised. He became a teacher at the age of 15 and instilled so much confidence in Neville who would later turn out to be one of their bravest fighters. People need to understand that Harry was just 11-17 during the series so all of this really is a big achievement.
On a side note he got 7 OWL's even after dealing with all the shit he does
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maraudersoncrack1981 · 3 months
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I can just imagine lily leading an army of everyone who died because of Dumbledores stupidity just to beat the sh!t out of him when he died and the moment Dumbledore is begging for forgiveness Regulus just walks up and says womp womp
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lesbi-and-epressed · 3 months
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They got married. They just didn't put the wedding in the movie
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Fantastic Beasts: The Secrets of Dumbledore (2022)
Albus Dumbledore & Gellert Grindelwald + LOVE
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