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ardentmuse · 5 years

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Hi, Lovely! May I request #41 with a Mr. Remus Lupin, please? Low-key feel like he's a Chidi.

Tiny Miracles

Harry Potter (Marauders Era) - Remus Lupin x fem!Reader

41. What’s the secret? Is the secret more books? How many more books do I need?

Wordcount: 1.6k

Warnings: talk of death, talk of pregnancy, angst, lots of angst, but comfort too, also AU where James and Lily live and Sirius doesn’t go to prison. Post first war

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A/N: Remus is totally a Chidi! And while this quote is fun and light, my brain went a little heavier with it. I love this turned out and I hope you do too.

Remus searched the indexes of each book piled before him, basically every one on his condition that this and a few neighboring libraries had, desperate for a sentence that might guide him just a little. A few times, he was able to flip to a chapter or passage, but even then, the words that popped out to him proved useless:

No known cases…

Blood and saliva…

Lycanthropy…

Lupine wolf cubs…

Kill mother from the inside…

Remus slammed closed the book and pressed his palms into his eyes to hold down the tears. He hadn’t slept in nearly 30 hours. His head was pounding with hunger and dehydration and, more than anything, fear. The pile of books around him was nearly obscuring his vision but there had to be an answer somewhere.

This wasn’t supposed to happen. He was infertile, or at least that was what the doctors at St. Mungo’s had told him parents when he was five.

“Werewolves are incapable of procreating with uninfected humans,” they had said. “And mating together can only happen during the full moon and will produce wolves, not humans.”

His mother had cried a lot, he remembered, mourning the loss of her future grandchildren since she was no longer capable of having more babies of her own. Remus remembered those muffled cries a little too well. He had mourned too for the life he couldn’t provide his parents and the life he couldn’t provide himself. But over time, he had grown to accept it. To be willing to watch Harry and whatever other little ones his friends would have grow would be enough for him.

But then you came into his life, his perfect angel of care and kindness and silliness and he mourned all over again. He knew it was selfish to date you. You deserved a home full of mini ones with your eyes and your smile, so much joy surrounding you all. You would be a fabulous mother — of that he had no doubt — but you chose him and everything that entailed, empty nest and all.

He never in a million years anticipated this.

Maybe that time he bit you by accident during sex and you suddenly could smell very clearly had made your womb open to his seed. Maybe when your patrons changed, you grew a little more wolfish as a result. Or maybe werewolves can only mate when they find true love.

Whatever it was, the answer had to be in a book somewhere.

A soft knock on the top of his book fort woke him from his tearful daze.

“Hey, Remy,” Lily said, “How you doin’ in there?”

Remus looked up to meet her face. Lily’s cheeks were full and flush, her hands gently supporting the large swell of her belly, carrying the second child to join the Potter clan. The war had ended less than a year ago and Lily and James immediately decided to continue their family. “No more death, only life,” they had said. This one was a girl to join little Harry, one they had agreed to name Alice in honor of Longbottoms whose untimely end had left a baby alone in the world but also stopped Voldemort for good. Lily and James knew too well how, if they had had less loyal friends, it could have been Harry orphaned and alone.

“I feel like death.”

Lily laughed, “And you look like it, too,” before taking a seat beside him a pushing the books far out of reach.

“This wasn’t supposed to happen, Lil. In fact, it has never happened in known medical history if these books are to be believed.”

“Miracles happen every day, Remus. Shouldn’t this baby be something we celebrate?”

Lily reached out to grab Remus’s hand but he jerked it away. He pulled himself to standing on his wobbly, sleep-deprived feet.

“No, we shouldn’t!” Remus shouted, “And that thing inside my wife is not a baby. If it is anything like me, it is a cold-blooded killed controlled only by the waning of the moon and its desire for flesh. And it lives inside my wife, just waiting to grow enough strength to murder her!”

Lily persisted despite Remus’s ranting, grabbing him by the shoulders and leading him back to his chair. Remus was tired and his breathing swallow. He followed her guided movements with ease. Soon, Lilly was kneeling before Remus, her belly brushing against his knees.

“Or inside your wife resides a beautiful, precious little baby, just waiting to grow so she can meet her daddy, drink some milk, learn some magic and make all of our lives better just by being here. If that baby is anything like you, it is kind, smart, sharp and human.”

Remus was crying again, and his palms couldn’t hold back the flood gates this time.

“I’m just so scared, Lil.”

“And what do you think Y/N is feeling? You left her all alone these past two days. She told you something very scary, something about which she needs you both to be brave, and you ran away.”

The soft circles Lily was drawing into his knee were juxtaposed to the harsh way those last three words spit from her mouth. Lilly wasn’t here to comfort him, he now understood. Lily was here to force him to toughen up for your sake. Lily’d probably spent the past two days listening to you cry about how your husband left you pregnant and alone and Lily simply couldn’t take it anymore.

He felt like utter shit just picturing it.

“What do I do, Lily? What’s the secret?… Is the secret more books? How many more books do I need?”

Lily pushed away the few books that were still in Remus’s reach.

“No more books. There isn’t a book to learn how to talk to your wife,” Lily’s voice was heavy but then she laughed. “But if you find one, send it to James, yeah? Boy’s an idiot.”

Remus laughed a little, too, and with it, Remus looked up from his hovel for the first time since Lily arrived. James, Sirius, and Harry were standing in the alcove leading to the stacks, giving Lily space to talk to you but providing support regardless. Harry was holding a stuffed niffler and bounding it off the archway.

“Think he heard you,” Remus said.

“Twas the intention.” Lily smiled at Remus and with it he felt some life returning to his limbs. Though, seeing Lily like this, full and jovial with her rounded belly, made him miss you all the more. He wondered if you’d look as striking and radiant as Lily seemed to during her pregnancies, just beauty and grace flowing from her. He ventured you’d be even more so. You were far more striking already in his eyes. He’d be lying if he said he hadn’t ever imagined such a thing.

“She could die,” Remus whispered like a secret, as if saying it out loud made it real.

Lily’s eyes had drifted to the place where her family resided just a ways off. At Remus’s words, her gaze snapped back and she frowned deeply.

“You’re right, she could,” Lily said, not trying to soften the blow, “But so could I. All women put their lives on the line to bring life into this world. That’s our burden. But we’ll get the best healers and we’ll keep her on bedrest as needed and we’ll make sure there is a lot of red meat in her diet just in case.”

Remus nodded, not because he felt any better, but because he knew there was nothing else to do. You had already said you were keeping the baby, the miracle life inside you, and you weren’t willing to hear arguments against it. You had spoken with the healers and while no one knew for sure what was going to happen, they knew you and baby were currently in good health.

You definitely were being much braver than he was. He felt like he should give back his house robes.

“I just love her so much,” Remus said into his hands.

“I love you, too.”

Remus’s eyes popped up again and behind Lily you stood. You were bundled up in your robes, the weather growing chillier with each day, and while Remus couldn’t see the tiny protrusion of your uterus that had just started pushing past your hip bones, the knowledge that it was there made him burn with protective love for you.

His gaze continued up to your face. Your eyes were puffy with crying, their rims red and angry. Your hair could use some attention and your smile wasn’t reaching the corners of your mouth.

Immediately, Remus stood and ran to you. His arms crashed around you as his lips showered your cheeks with kisses.

“I’m so sorry,” he whispered into your ear as he held you close, squeezing as hard as he dared given your state.

“I understand,” you whispered to him, “I can’t imagine how scary this is for you.”

Remus grabbed your shoulders and pulled away to see your face. You were smiling at him somehow. Somehow, you were seeing his pain beyond all your own.

“Our baby needs a father who’ll be strong for him. The world is a cruel, cold place for their kind and I promise you I’m ready to step up. I love you.”

Your gaze stayed trained on his face as your eyebrows scrunched in what Remus thought was fear.

“Their kind?” you asked.

“Babies,” Remus assured you. “It’s a difficult world for babies.”

You laughed and Remus did too. And as he straightened his back and pulled you tight to his chest, Remus felt like himself for the first time since you had shared the news. Only now, he felt like one thing more — a father.

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jokususa · 6 years

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I love your drawings. Your Felix makes me think of Ben Barnes in Dorian Grey. I kind of think of him looking a bit like Gaspard Ulliel so he's fully French.

Thank you! I like to think Felix has the same aesthetic as Dorian Gray! Although I have not even seen the movie, googled it just now. Also googled Gaspard Ulliel. He seems great! (ㆁᴗㆁ✿)

#ask #hogwarts mystery #felix rosier #justducky0423

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baseballbitch116 · 4 years

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Not So Identical

Pairing: Fred Weasley x reader

Prompt: The twins are unable to trick you because you like Fred

Word Count: 701

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Fred had developed a big crush on you, something that George had been taunting him about relentlessly over the last few weeks. His brother managed to keep it to himself for the most part, which he was thankful for - he did not want you to find out yet. He thought that he was so slick about keeping his crush on you a secret - completely unaware that you knew.

The twins had been following you around through the courtyard for the last fifteen minutes, purposefully trying to annoy you. Fred was mostly trying to make you laugh while George tried irritating you - but you found both of them adorable.

“Y/N, tell George to shut up please.” George exclaims from your right, shooting a look at his brother. You turn to face George and raise an eyebrow, looking him up and down.

“No, George.” You respond, a smug smirk on your lips as you successfully dodge his attempt to confuse you.

George raises his hand to his chest and gasps dramatically, exchanging a look with Fred. “I am Fred!” He exclaims at you as he pretends to be offended. You roll your eyes and look over at Fred. He gives you a smirk and takes a seat beside you. “I thought you knew us better, love.” He says, playing along with his brother.

“I do know you, Fred.” You respond, crossing your legs and smiling at him.

“You couldn’t possibly.” George argues, pouting at you. “I am Fred!” He continues his game.

“Oh really?” You challenge, tilting your head at him. He nods apprehensively, wondering what you are planning. You look between the two brothers, neither letting up on the silly game. So you stand up from where you were sat beside Fred and approach George, looking up at him. You see him gulp, probably from your close proximity, and your smirk grows. “Okay then, Fred. You win.” You say, placing your arms around the tall boy and giving him a big hug, watching Fred as you do so. George stands stiff in your arms, exchanging a look with his brother.

You watch smugly as Fred tenses in his seat and glares at his brother jealously. “Hmm,” You mutter as you snuggle into George’s stiff chest further, smiling right at Fred.

“Okay okay that’s enough!” Fred exclaims, crossing his arms over his chest and dramatically pouting.

“How’d you know?!” George exclaims when you release him. You shake your head and retake your seat beside Fred, leaning your head on his shoulder, making him perk up. He stiffens for a moment before relaxing under your touch - unlike his brother.

“It’s easy. I know you guys better than you think.” You say, nuzzling closer to Fred. “I also know that George has the biggest crush on Angelina, and not me.” You continue, winking at the standing brother. He looks between the two of you for a moment before realization hits him and he points at you guys.

“She knows!” He hollers at Fred, who stiffens once again. “Freddie, she knows!”

“Shut up, moron!” Fred scolds, making you chuckle.

“If you’re referring to the fact that Fred here has a bit of a crush on me, no, I don’t know anything about it.” You announce. George’s eyes widen before he doubles over laughing. You move away from Fred to take a look at his blushing face as he glares at his brother. “Aw Freddie, it’s okay. You’re just not as subtle as you may think you are.” You say, leaning your arm on his shoulder, looking up at him. He huffs and you think he is just the cutest. “You’re also a bit oblivious.” You continue, raising a brow at him, waiting for him to get the message. He looks between you and George, wondering what he is not understanding.

“Bloody hell mate! She’s all over you!” George shouts. Realization clicks in Fred and you laugh.

“Ah ha! You noticed!” You exclaim, moving back from him.

“Hey, get back here.” He groans, pulling you back against him, tossing his arm over your shoulder.

“Eww, oh no is this what I’ll have to deal with now?” George complains, making you laugh and Fred glare at him.

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cultureaddictconfessions · 4 years

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URL Playlist Game

rule: spell out your URL using song titles, then tag as many people as there are letters in your URL.

thank you @designatedtrash for tagging me!! ———————————————————————————————————

C(all Me Baby by EXO) U(ptown Girl by Billy Joel) L(aura Palmer by Bastille) T(rouble Is a Friend by Lenka) U(nder Pressure by Queen & David Bowie) R(adio by Lana del Rey) E(verything I Wanted by Billie Eilish) A(lmost [Sweet Music] by Hozier) D(ear Maria, Count Me In by All Time Low) D(eath of a Bachelor by Panic! At the Disco) I (Won’t Say I’m In Love from Hercules) C(ontrol by Halsey) T(ears Dry On Their Own by Amy Winehouse) C(ough Syrup by Young the Giant) O(ne Day More from Les Miserables) N(o You Girls by Franz Ferdinand) F(riday, I’m In Love by The Cure) E(arned It by The Weeknd) S(he’s American by The 1975) S(ad Dream by Sky Ferreira) I(f I Ain’t Got You by Alicia Keys) O(nly Girl In the World by Rihanna) N(o Interruption by Hoodie Allen) S(uper Rich Kids by Frank Ocean)

——————————————————————————————————— Should I make this into a Spotify playlist? I’m pretty happy with how it turned out, considering that it’s somewhat eclectic. It feels very true to my personality and to my URL. It’s nice to find things to do during the absolutely shitshow.

Anyhoo, I’m tagging @supremequeenofthenerds, @re04, @shehassomuchsoul, @couragetocontinue, @baegarrick, @formersovietunion, @chronicleofapeacefulwarrior, @resume-rewind-repeat, @wizardwritings, @youareafeverdream, @angstycatthatlikestea, @aredhels, @mydarlingfool, @boxedraggedydeams, @serenefreakgeek, @candybunnieholic, @justducky0423, @jeniouis, @vivalaregina, @chrissykinz, @november-chills, @bibimagines, @youreonlylow, @futuristicallythoughtfulharmony and anyone else who would like to participate! ;*

Stay safe out there, kittens! xx

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la-fille-en-aiguilles · 5 years

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The Beautiful & Damned (7/7)

Female Reader x Young!Remus Lupin | Female Reader x Young!Sirius Black

Chapter 7 - FINALE: The Beautiful & Damned

A/N: Yeah, well, this one took me forever to finish. But it is here, and I hope you are going to like it, especially those who have a soft spot for Sirius Orion Black. I didn’t really have to think long about the name of the series when I started writing it. It just sorta came to me (thank you Fitzgerald, I owe you one). The reader and Remus are both beautiful and damned in their own way (reader because her beauty makes her seem so inapproachable, and Remus because he doesn’t even realise that he is, in fact, beautiful). This final chapter is Sirius-Reader-friendship centered.

Enjoy x

New to the series? - Accio Chapter 1: The Golden Couple - Accio Chapter 2: No, Definitely - Accio Chapter 3: Misread - Accio Chapter 4: Bravado Falls - Accio Chapter 5: Marauders to the Rescue - Accio Chapter 6: Selfness & Camaraderie That Know No Bounds

It was a dull October evening, with rain hanging close overhead - such a striking contrast to the way you felt, it seemed unreal. Constantly smiling to yourself and even going as far as humming quietly the Double Double Toil & Trouble under your breath, you motioned for the last batch of the squeaky clean cauldrons to jump into the armoir. You swore you could almost hear them purr in pleasure, having been scrubbed spotless for the past week.

With a content sigh, you closed the heavy wooden door and stood still. You listened carefully for any sound of activity, and having identified none, moved towards the exit from Slughorn’s new class - apparently, the dungeons proved to be not as fancy as professor’s posh persona deserved. Sirius and you weren’t the ones to complain - you’d trade dungeons for an actual class with actual windows any day.

As you stepped outside, you realized the blanket of darkness and stars, looking like small round-like windows to heaven, had already covered the sky entirely. With his velvety eyes shining bright, Sirius sat on the window sill with his legs kicking the night air. Not able to suppress a smile, you went on to join him.

“Oh hey there, Mrs. Moony”, Padfoot teased you, making place for you to sit next to him. “How did the last of your detention go?”

“You mean our detention, Black? Very productive, no thanks to you,” you answered sarcastically, slapping him lightly on the chest. He chuckled softly, looking back at the starry sky.

You followed his gaze, admiring the midnight blue canvas with light, shimmering patches, clusters of faint light. The constellations whispered their stories in a language you couldn’t understand, revealing the secrets of the universe to anyone who could decode their cool, hushed conversations.

You sat silent for a while, you couldn’t tell for how long exactly. Resting your head on Padfoot’s shoulder, you felt his hand dance its way across yours back, bringing you closer to him.

“Me being with Moony changes nothing, you know that, right, Sirius?” you whispered barely audibly, because this seemed like a perfect time to voice what’d been gnawing at the corners of your mind since that scene with Parkinson in the Great Hall. “You will always be the bestest friend of mine”.

You felt, more than heard him chuckle once again, his shoulders and his chest vibrating, producing the warmest of sounds.

“Uh-huh, sure, whatever you say, Mrs. Moony”, he brushed your words off with such light-heartedness, you knew he wasn’t convinced.

“I’m serious, Pads,” lifting your head for a moment, you turned to face him, with the most solemn expression you could manage.

Turning his head so he could face you too, Sirius nodded slowly, releasing his bottom lip from under his pearly teeth.

“Yeah, so am I”.

You stayed still for a moment, staring at each other, before, as if by command, both of you chortled at his stupid pun.

Once you regained your breaths, trying your best not to burst out laughing at the mere sight of each other’s face, you made an effort to switch to a more thoughtful tone.

“I will always be there for you, I want you to know that,” you said, looking straight ahead into the sparkling sky. “No matter what”.

He blew a raspberry at your words, mocking your determination. You felt his humorous gaze on you but refused to rise to the bait, refusing him the reaction he hoped to entice from you.

“Sure you will,” after his weak attempts to make you smile had failed, he finally said almost indifferently.

Biting your tongue in order not to say something you wouldn’t mean, and barely keeping the urge to shake the stubbornness out of him, you narrowed your eyes.

“Fine,” you uttered, slapping both of your hands on your thighs. “Try me”.

An incredulous expression showed on Padfoot’s face as he considered your proposition. He frowned a bit next, weighing his options.

“Okay,” he surrendered, probably out of sheer curiosity. “So what you’re saying you’d follow me to a party in Slytherin Dungeons after what happened last week?”

Your eyes went wide at his choice of venue, and he smirked, obviously pleased by your reaction, wanting nothing more than to prove a point.

It’s like he didn’t know what kind of person he was dealing with here.

“In a heartbeat,” you reacted straight away, challenge ringing in your voice. “But let’s face it, you’ll never step a foot in Slytherin Common Room.”

“Good point,” Sirius laughed softly, winking at you. “Well, what about… a nightly detention in the Forbidden Forest?”

You raised an eyebrow at his question.

“Honestly, Sirius, is that all you’ve got?” you teased him. “Been that, done that. Plus, I saved your ass from a nasty little troll, I’ll have you remember, you bloody owe me!”

“Shouldn’t have brought this one up,” Sirius admitted, earning another slap across the chest from you. “Okay, I’m upping my game. Ready?” He smiled smugly at you. “What about the Shrieking Shack?”

You stared at him, taken aback just a tad.

“The Shrieking Shack?” You repeated in disbelief. “What business can you possibly have there?”

“You’ll know soon enough, I suppose”, his smile getting more and more secretive to a point where you were dying of curiosity but you wouldn’t make him happy by showing it. Swallowing hundreds of questions threatening to fall of your tongue, you continued:

“Sure, why not. I’m up for anything that’ll allow me to make fun of your ass for getting scared shitless”.

“Keep on dreaming, princess”, Sirius tsked at you, making you roll your eyes at the nickname.

“You want scary, princess?” He repeated deliberately, just to watch you squirm in annoyance. “Would you follow me to Azkaban then?”

The night fell completely silent and still, Padfoot’s question making your eyes pop. You lifted your head off his shoulder again, staring him down as if he had gone mental.

“Excuse me?” you finally managed. “What kind of a stupid question is that?”

“Aha!” the victorious notes in Sirius’ outburst broke you out of the stupor somewhat, wicked smile crooking his lips. “Not so certain anymore, are we?”

Clenching your hands into fists, you took a good look at this idiot you loved so damn much before you destroyed him for thinking what he just voiced.

“Azkaban?... Peachy!” you exploded. “Perfect even! That should be fun! You can bet your ass I’ll book a solitary right next to your stupid ass!”

You expected Sirius to laugh out loud at your reaction, to keep the fire burning, so to speak. He gave you a long look instead, his face unreadable. You refused to go on with your monologue, and frankly, you weren’t sure you were able to without crying, for some reason. Something lit up in Sirius’ grey eyes: sun chasing the fog away.

Still silent, Padfoot put on of his hands on your shoulders and brushed his lips across your forehead. Now he understood.

Understanding did something truly wonderful to Sirius’ body and soul. Every inch of him, and especially his eyes glowed a soft milky golden colour; looking at him now, you thought that never before he belonged in the sky among the stars as much. Love turned Sirius Orion Black into a work of art.

“For the record, you are never going to Azkaban,” he suddenly said in a croaky voice. “Not on my watch”.

The concern lacing his voice made you beam at him.

“You and James better be careful with your pranking then,” you winked at him. “Avoid killing somebody, okay? If it ain’t with love and kindness…”

Before you fully realised the reminder that your words carried for the ever-forgetful Sirius Black, they were already out in the open. You knew what was coming next.

“Hold on for a sec there, Siren,” Sirius’ grin was growing wider with each passing second. “Are you saying that Slughorn did tell you how to brew Amorentia?!” Watching you search for words, he shrieked, “I knew it! I bloody knew it!”

Half regretful, half amused, you knew that this was yet another time when the fate of one Sirius Black and possibly the entire Wizarding World depended on your ability to talk the former down.

“Sirius, no.”

“Sirius, yes!…”

Thank you so much for reading!

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batgirl-87 · 5 years

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Tagged by: @cptaincarswell - Thank you so much!!! I’ve been wanting to do this! 💞💕💝

Rules:

Use three gifs on tumblr to explain your HPHM MC & Jacob

(Just want to say I’ve seen this going around and no one has stuck to 3 and have been doing like 5+ for each character - tsk tsk =p So thanks @cptaincarswell for sticking to the rules!)

Nereida Adelyn-Keira Black

(I have so many gifs saved for Keira it’s so hard to choose only 3 but I’ll do my best!)

I have so many Blair Waldorf gifs saved for Keira but I think this one is good in capturing the overall attitude. That is someone who just played everyone like a cheap kazoo and got what she wanted, even if she had to do some ‘morally grey...dark grey’ things. Don’t mess with the head bitch in charge.

Keira and Bill after a Curse-Breaking adventure that probably caused a lot of destruction and a huge mess after an epic battle but they came out with the artefact! *ancient temple crumbles to the ground behind them*

Classic Keira. She’s beauty, she’s grace, she’ll punch you in the face and look good doing it (also she’s a mini, female Sirius =p)

Alpharden Jacob-Taylor Black

The illegitimate Black children are here to intimidate everyone with their good looks and kick some arse - Sup? We run this bitch. (Also, this shows their fashion style well too so bonus!)

BEWARE! Well... we have a mischievous streak in this family... also unsuspecting to newbies who don’t know the calm, chill Keeper well enough. He likes to play fight/rough house, particularly when he’s excited/in a good mood. (but also he’ll take anyone down who messes with his teammates or family. He can mess with his own family but as soon as someone else does he’ll end them! Also has been known to hit and shove opponents who are in his way!) This is why Keira knows a bit about how to fight/defend herself because she lived with this!

It's like a playful warning not to mess with him =p But he can be a prankster and can sneak attack, particularly to his fellow Quidditch teammates! Also known to hoist his sister up, over his shoulder and carry her off, either before she starts a fight or when he’s just bored and wants to go and her conversation is taking too long - let’s go, he’s hungry! =p (Very useful if she’s ever stuck doing some interview with Rita) Also known to just pick his sister up and throw her across the room (into something soft, like a couch!) Again, why Keira has some skills in fighting and defending herself and can take a hit =p She had to live with this! Guess it made her resilient and tough? If not anxious that danger is lurking around every corner!

Jacob hanging out in a Quidditch goal hoop (after his teammates pranked him and stole his broom and left him up there =p Dork, but he has a good sense of humour to laugh at himself)

(Honestly I was going to have another git but then I found this one of Flower and I immediately thought of this scenario and couldn’t pass it up)

He’s a Keeper, he’s a dork, but don’t mess with him because he can and will kick your arse, and we love him (also because he looks like that =p)

Tagging (if you haven’t done it already and want to): @arnyan @wilhelminafujita @missnight0wl @sly-vixen-up2nogood @gryffinpuffthunderbird @justducky0423 @changeling-fae @thatbritishcanadiangirl @dahlwyn and anyone else who wants to! =)

#thank you for tagging me #hphm #hogwarts mystery #hphm mc #hphm jacob #my mc #tag game

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softfairies · 5 years

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🎒🔑 :)

🎒 Are you in college, major area of study: I'm still not in college! I'll actually start next year

🔑 Key to your heart: Oof being yourself, It's not very difficult to make me love you!!

#game ask #justducky0423

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ardentmuse · 4 years

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Congrats lovely on 3k followers. Description : 5 ft 2. Slim. Dark wavy/curly hair and dark eyes. Glasses Personality: chatty. Slightly dark sense of humor. Can be outgoing. Talks with hands. Hobbies/interests: baking, crochet, quilting, gardening, science, art, and languages. What I find attractive: kindness, likes animals, some moral compass, somewhat intelligent, passionate about their interests, close with family. ENTJ, Slytherin, True Neutral, Taurus. Hogwarts Mystery would be fun. Thanks!

I ship you (unsurprisingly) with Barnaby Lee.

Okay, Barnaby is enamored with you from the drop, no question. He’s never met someone whom he can listen to with such rapt attention for so long. Sure, he’s not always sure what you’re on about. He doesn’t actually understand much about crafting or herbology but he understands that they make you excited and seeing you so happy warms him in ways he wasn’t aware he could be warm. You’re his first crush (besides that creatures researcher in all his children’s books that he wanted to marry when he was five).

But when it comes to making a relationship work between you, things aren’t so cut and dry. Barnaby can be a little lost for words at time, unsure of how to express his feelings. But he is a man of great feeling and depth, despite what he might appear on the surface. And with everything he’s been through with his family, it’s easy to understand why he might have some trouble letting you in the way he wants to. But it’s your outgoing nature that helps him. You pull him into your fold and by fifth year, when you’ve had the time to be true friends — simple crush pushed to the back-burner in favor of something deeper — Barnaby is finally able to express what’s been brewing under the surface for so long. You’re his family. You understand him and love him in ways he needed and he’s ready and willing to give that love back to you with passion and commitment. He’ll never treat you like the girls who lust after his cute features. He wants to put you on a pedestal instead.

Post hogwarts, you both settle down in the country. Barnaby breeds creatures for the ministry. You let your love guide you as you find excuses to host friends at the house, explore new places, and learn new things together. But more than anything, you find time to shower each other in affection. Barnaby refuses to end a day without a kiss and with you beside him in bed, holding his hand and promising him you’ll be there in the morning too, with all the love you started to day with, and a little more for how much you fall for him with each passing day.

Ships are closed

#lia's 3k celebration #hphm ship #barnaby lee #justducky0423 #lia talks

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jokususa · 6 years

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justducky0423 replied to your post “I love your drawings. Your Felix makes me think of Ben Barnes in...”

Look up Gaspard Ulliel in Hannibal Rising and it's perfect.

Sweet jeSUS

#justducky0423

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baseballbitch116 · 4 years

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Y/N Lestrange

Request: Hi can you do a imagine where the reader is the daughter of bellatrix ( she a hufflepuff) and in a relationship with George weasley please and thank you

A/N: Thanks so much for 2,200 followers everyone!! ♥

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George was very, very surprised when you informed him of who your mother is

You expected him to break up with you when you told him

He was the most serious you had ever seen him when you did

He asked questions about your childhood and when the last time you saw her was

He ended up giving you a big hug, unsure of what else to do in the situation

When you asked if he wanted to break up, he was shocked

“What?! No! This doesn’t change anything!”

He would be a little serious around you the next two times or so he saw you before going back to normal

Anytime someone brings up your family or parents he gets pretty protective, sometimes snapping at the unsuspecting person

When all the stuff with Voldemort started happening again, he became a little overprotective of you

When you actually saw her the night she killed Sirius, George almost got himself killed trying to protect you from her

He always reassures you that you’re nothing like her and that he isn’t afraid of you or your past

His family eventually found out but after having a long discussion about it, all while holding your hand and defending you, that understood the situation and did not have any bad feelings toward you

Everyone was a little protective over you in a similar way to Harry because of your dangerous past/family

George never even told Fred about your secret, which was how you knew he was the one for you

When Draco ended up discovering it and harassing you about having a fate to become a death eater, George punched him in the face and got detention for a month. He was furious

If Fred hadn’t stepped in, he would’ve done much worse to Malfoy

The main time you ever see George serious is when you are discussing your family

Because of your lack of a mother, Molly and you become extremely close

Arthur had a long, private talk with George about you and your family before, making sure that he knew exactly what he was involved in

Your mother never affected how George felt about you and only made your relationship even stronger in different ways

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la-fille-en-aiguilles · 5 years

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The Beautiful & Damned (2/7)

Female Reader x Young!Remus Lupin | Female Reader x Young!Sirius Black

Chapter 2: No, Definitely

A/N: Thank you so much for taking your time to read this, and for your feedback. I love hearing from you guys.

Not much action in this chapter - calm before the storm. I hope you enjoy!

New to the series? - Accio First Chapter!

(Please note, that in this story there are no indications of reader’s skin, hair or eye colour. Blake Lively is simply featured in this gif because I think her very beautiful)

With music blasting and lights dimmed in the room full of blues and silvers, the party was in full swing. Leaning onto the backside of a couch, Remus slowly took a sip from his butterbeer, barely paying attention to the lazy conversation he’d been sucked into. From the corner of his eye he noticed James make a terrified face, obviously illustrating McGillan’s mask of terror once he found himself hanging head down from the Astronomy Tower. The students surrounding them, at least two thirds of whom were Ravenclaws it’s just so appeared, roared with laughter. Smiling almost automatically, Reus nodded slowly, not even knowing why. The truth was, the gesture comforted him.

Remus was never particularly at ease in the room full of people, but tonight a different kind of anxiety coursed through his body. The truth was, Lupin was restless. The mere idea of you walking through the door a couple of feet behind his back made his skin shiver.

Get a goddamn grip, Remus commanded himself. Stay calm, stay calm, stay calm... Act normal.

“I wonder what’s taking Padfoot and Siren so long,” James spoke once the awing crowd of students dispersed. “It’s a good thing Ravenclaws hated their prefect, otherwise nobody would have let us in here without those two lovebirds...”

“Friends,” Remus heard someone speak in a rough and nearly angry voice. When James’ eyes fixed firmly on his face, he suddenly realized he was the one that spit the word out.

Moony cleared his throat, adjusting the collar of his light sweater.

“They’re friends,” he repeated quietly. “You think someone caught them on their way here?” he changed the subject skilfully.

James narrowed his eyes at him suspiciously.

“No, otherwise we’d all be discovered already. Are you sure you don’t want to share anything, Moony? Anything at all?” James’ gaze was quickly becoming difficult to endure, and Remus’ brain was frantically trying to come up with a neutral answer to the provocation.

“I...” Remus finally spoke, staring at the bottom of his plastic cup, when suddenly his chaotic train of thought was brought to an abrupt stop.

Like a touch of wind caressing the tops of the Forbidden Forest’s pines, a soft whisper rolled across the room. It even seemed that the music played a lot less loud now, the party coming to an almost complete standstill.

“They’re here”, was all Moony needed to discern for his heart to start beating double time. As if in slow motion, Remus turned his head to get an eyeful of the entrance, the plastic cup groaning as he clutched it tightly.

Overwhelming sensation of beautiful awe settled over the entire place. Looking at Sirius and you standing in the doorway was like looking at a constellation of stars. His heart sank in a wonderful ache.

Skin like silk over glass, passion and wit that turned your eyes into the orbs of merciless fire, soft cushion of your rosy lips… Every single detail of you, it cut him to the very core. He felt exposed, raw and pure, watching you throw your hand holding a bottle of amber liquid up in the air, everyone cheering loud at your gesture. Sirius half-smirked, his hand snaking around your waist so spontaneously, like it always belonged there… Moony couldn’t feel his chest, his heart threatening to bash its way out of his ribcage as Black and you exchanged bright glances, plunging headfirst into the crowd of admirers.

All these hours of anxious drinking and pacing around weren’t going to amount to anything, he knew it now. He always knew it really, but for some reason couldn’t let go of that twinkle of hope, sparkling every time you smiled at him, or whispered his name.

It was decided. He was going to spend all his life getting over you. In silence. Without a single living soul knowing what kind of dreams he went through on the nightly basis.

“Earth to Moony!” James roared into his ear, proper deafening sound. Remus winced, but quickly got a hold of himself. “Are you even listening to what I’m saying?”

“No,” Lupin answered without thinking. “I mean yes!”, realising from the quizzical look on James’ face that his response was out of line, Remus blurted out. “You know what, Prongs, I’m actually not feeling very well…”

With a serious expression taking over his features in an instant, James put a hand on Remus’ shoulder and squeezed it lightly.

“You are chasing heartache, my friend,” he observed, following Remus’ stare, fixed on you, surrounded by the usual group of admirers, Sirius’ hand making its home on your delicate, naked shoulders.

“I am not,’ Remus said.

I definitely am, Remus thought.

It was at that very moment that his eyes met yours. Silver fire swallowed by a frozen lake. For a moment, Moony panicked: they seemed to see everything he was trying so hard to hide. Out of breath, Remus turned away, and slamming his plastic cup on a nearby table, power walked out of the room, followed by your confused stare, a warm smile slowly disappearing from your face.

James scratched the back of his neck, shaking his head. You threw him a questioning glance, but before you could get an answer, Sirius leaned closer to your ear.

“I told you so,” he whispered. You looked up at him; his stormy grey eyes emanated sadness and a fair dose of encouragement, but also a sentiment of understanding. Padfoot’s eyes were indeed the window to his soul.

You quickly looked away and didn’t answer. Before you could go off and hide in a group of people who couldn’t even aspire to know the real you, Sirius grabbed your hand and interlaced your fingers, giving them a reassuring squeeze.

“Talk to him,” tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear, he caught your eyes and gave you a soft smile.

“I can’t,” you bit your bottom lip hard, searching Padfoot’s eyes for support. “I can’t, Sirius, not tonight”, you pressed, watching a knowing smile bloom on his lips.

“Tomorrow morning, then”, giving you a quick forehead kiss, Sirius led you straight to Lily, Marlene, James and Peter.

Party rolled on smoothly. Music roared on like thunder, and the crowd jumped to the rhythm in huddled groups, like Bertie Bott’s Beans, shaken in their boxes.

Accio Chapter 3: Misread

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#young remus lupin #remus lupin imagine #remus x reader #young sirius black #sirius x reader #sirius black x reader #sirius black imagine #marauders era #marauders imagine #moony x reader #Moony #padfoot x reader #padfoot #moony wormtail padfoot and prongs #prongs #harry potter reader insert #harry potter imagine

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batgirl-87 · 5 years

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Answer 21

Answer 21, tag 21 people you would like to know better

Tagged by: @sly-vixen-up2nogood 💗💞

1) Nickname/s:

Aim

Batsy/Batgirl

(Open to more 😉 )

2) Zodiac Sign:

Gemini

3) Height:

5′2″/157 cm

4) Hogwarts House:

Slytherin (Slytherclaw)

5) Last thing I googled:

I’ve been looking for apartments in Seattle and Vancouver, BC that I can never afford =(

6) Favourite musicians:

How does someone just pick one when there are SO MANY?!

I primarily listen to rock music (and all subgenres) and musicals (I’m so versatile =p)

Avenged Sevenfold, Panic! At the Disco, The Pretty Reckless, Fall Out Boy, Halestorm

Gin Wigmore

There are plenty more

7) Song stuck in my head:

I’ve had Candy Store from the Heathers Musical and Greatest Show from The Greatest Showman stuck in my head for the past couple days (what you get for listening to musical playlists on repeat =p)

8) Following now:

318

Really, that’s all? I feel like it’s much more

I need more HPHM people to follow and make friends with!

9) Followers:

946

No, that can’t be right... Probably a lot of bots. I got to go through and clean it out

Seriously that’s too much, there’s no way that many people are following me

10) Do I get asks?

Sometimes, I’ve been getting some more recently than I ever used to, which I love, and it’s all thanks to the wonderful HPHM fandom - love you all!

Primarily @wilhelminafujita @cptaincarswell who are the real MVPs 💗

11) Amount of sleep:

It’s either like 3-5 hours or a surprising 8-10 hours

12) Lucky number:

13) What I’m wearing:

Pittsburgh Penguins shirt and grey sweatpants (I know, sexy 😜)

14) Dream job:

Creator, writer, and actor in my own Batfamily Web Series, co-host of 'corresponding' podcast

Co-star with Domhnall Gleeson in a Bill Weasley centered movie about his curse-breaking adventures in Egypt (yes and Charlie’s in it too =p)

Basically actor, writer, and creator (I have so many ideas for things it’s ridiculous and I miss acting more and more lately)

Host of a web show for the NHL

Head of NHL =p (I have so many ideas to make it better, honestly...)

15) Dream trip:

Greece/Southern France

New Zealand

Japan

Egypt

Wizarding World of Harry Potter (I'd love a trip for my dirty 30 but I need friends to go!!!)

16) Favourite food:

Seafood, desserts (cheesecake, ice cream, creme brulee, etc.), chips, crunchie bars, anything maple =p (I’m a sweet and salty person =p)

17) Instruments:

Piano, a little

18) Languages:

English

Some French

Some Russian

Some ASL

19) Favourite songs:

Again, how am I to decide this when there are SO MANY!?

Anything Linkin Park (and aforementioned artists)

Heaven Knows - the Pretty Reckless (my personal hc of a Slytherin anthem)

Dead Man's Ballet - Sixx: A.M.

Not Strong Enough - Apocalyptica feat. Brent Smith

White Rabbit - Egypt Central

My Name is Human - Highly Suspect & the Violence - Rise Against (both songs I've thought of as like an intro song for my Batfamily web series - I think about it a lot!)

(To show some versatility) I really like Ariana Grande's No Tears Left to Cry, thank u, next, and 7 Rings & Bruno Mars 24k Magic and Uptown Funk

I can't get into musicals or this will be way too long

There are tons more

20) Random fact:

I have no idea....

I pick up accents very easily (maybe too easily, so I constantly worry someone is going to think I'm mocking them when I'm not!)

I've been speaking in a Russian accent the last few days after binge watching Killing Eve

I should have won gold in swimming 😐

21) Aesthetic:

Fall/Autumn, Leather Jackets, Boots, Hockey, Old Notebooks, Coffee, Rain, Underwater Photoshoots, Woods/Forest, Kaleidoscope Eyes (it’s what my cousin called mine anyway), Capes (batsymbol? =p), Dark Colours

(Idk, I feel like these are more aesthetics but I can think of so many more. I’m open to others perceptions of what my aesthetics are)

Tagging (Ignore if you’ve already done this; Doubtful I’ll have 21 people):

@wilhelminafujita @bluerosesburnblue @arnyan @missnight0wl @thatbritishcanadiangirl @emberkyrlee @cptaincarswell @unforgivablecurse-breaker @sungoddessra @no53472 @jedifromravenclaw @dahlwyn @poulaind @ledenicvet @thesafewordispeaches @electriclemons @changeling-fae @plasticdodecagon @justducky0423 @cycat4077 @werewitchling @bexeris

I'm sure I'm forgetting people, sorry! If you see this and want to do it please do! 😊

#personal #tag game #thank you for tagging me

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whatthefrenchcat · 10 years

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Question Time!!

I was tagged by the amazing: firegirl741

Always post the rules:

Answer the 11 questions and ask 11 more.

Tag 11 people.

Tell them you tagged them.

The questions I got:

Last album you bought/were given. Bastille's Bad Blood

Your middle name. Angela

What size is your bed? It's a tiny as fuck twin at college, but a queen at home

What chinese year were you born in? (Like monkey, rabbit, tiger etc) Rooster

Do you sing in the shower? If I take my iPod with me

Who do you want to see in concert? More like who wouldn't I'd like to see. But currently it's Bastille

What color are your eyes? Brown

If you could be in any mythical universe which one would you choose? Probably Narnia or any other place with talking animals

What’s on song you could listen to over and over again without getting sick of it? Icarus by Batille

What were you doing three hours ago? Taking a nap

Weirdest thing you’ve ever ate. Ice cream with salt and vinegar chips.... it was finals week, do not judge me.

Firegirl741's Questions:

How often do you watch porn?Getting right to the interesting stuff, eh? It usually pops up when I'm trying to stream a tv episode online

If you were to be eaten alive by an animal of your choice, which one would it be? An orca, or something big that wouldn't chew on me too much

If you were gay who would your celebrity life partner be? ALEX KINGSTON!!!!! That woman is gorgeous

Have you ever been skinny dipping? Oh yes ;)

How many Pillows do you sleep with? About four or five, depends on the night

Whats your favourite swear word? dick-sock

If you could breed two animals together to defy the laws of nature what new animal would you create? I'd breed an Irish Wolfhound and a horse then ride that majestic beast into battle

What would be your dream sandwich? Anything with a ton of pickles and no onions

As a kid were you ever frighted of a monster under the bed or in the cupboard? Yes, even now as a 20 year-old the closet still needs to be closed completely.

Do you have any lucky items, objects or traditions? I have rituals if thats what you're asking.

If evil-doers invaded your country would you rush to the battlelines to defend the motherland or hide in a box? See answer to number 7. Now add me wielding a sword bathed in the blood of the patriarchy

My Questions:

What's your favorite color?

Have you ever been abroad? If so, where? If not, where would you like to go?

Favorite ice cream flavor?

Have you every been to any of the Disney theme parks? If so which one?

Do you talk in your sleep?

Pet peeve?

How much do you understand and follow politics?

Weirdest dream?

Do you live in a place where it snows?

If you could go on a shopping spree with a black amex card, what's the most expensive thing you'd buy?

Favorite childhood memory?

I’m tagging:

michellemedinaaa

noselikeringo

garththetoothfairykiller

justducky0423

river-motherfucking-song

sorrysurrealist

smindersonfan

mygalfriday

onewiththegigantichead

wilfulwilf

ohmyfreakinggodric

#questions #michellemedinaaa #noselikeringo #garththetoothfairykiller #justducky0423 #river-motherfucking-song #sorrysurrealist #smindersonfan #mygalfriday #onewiththegigantichead #wilfulwilf #ohmyfreakinggodric

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crochetdork · 10 years

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My background before crochet consisted of needlepoint and sewing with the occasional weaving and latch-hooking. I was 18 and living with my grandmother. She and I were taking care of my grandfather (who was on hospice) and one night I asked her to teach me. She's predominantly a knitter but she still knew crochet basics. She taught me the basic stitches and then I just searched for patterns.

I did not like the beginner patterns so I decided to challenge myself with a blanket. It actually turned out well and I was pleased. Then I tried doilies and learned that I love making them. Now, my grandmother says that I am as good at crochet as her mother was (which is awesome because my great-grandmother could see a pattern and replicate it with no problems).

Roughly two years later, I am still challenging myself and trying new patterns.

#origin stories #submission #justducky0423 #crochet discussion

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baseballbitch116 · 4 years

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I Am Not Jealous!

Pairing: George Weasley x reader

Setting: Takes place in Goblet of Fire - twins are in their sixth year, reader’s fourth

Prompt: The reader gets jealous when another girl flirts with George

Request: Hi hi! I absolutely love your writing. I was wondering if you can do numbers 3 and 6 with George Weasley where the reader is Ron's age and yeah

A/N: Hi Love, thanks so much for your support! I hope you like this ♥

Word Count: 1304

Warnings: A little angsty

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It wasn’t very often at all that you got jealous. More often than not, Fred and George tended to hangout with each other more than other people. They had friends of course, but you knew all of them.

According to Ron, apparently this girl named Angelina had taken a liking to George. Being that you were two years younger than the twins, you didn’t have any classes with them, so you weren’t able to see how Angelina and George interacted in class - if they did at all.

You tried not to let it bother you that some girl liked your boyfriend. It was normal - he’s a wonderful guy, it’s no surprise that other girls would take a liking to him. For the rest of the day, your insecurities flooded your head. Angelina was an older girl, surely prettier and could give more to George than you... You found yourself growing more agitated as the day went on, the lack of George’s presence looming over you.

Finally, the next tournament was being held today and you joined the others around the docks to watch the Champions get ready. You bid Harry good luck alongside Ginny, worried about the disappearance of Ron and Hermione. George was nowhere to be found either, minutes before it was set to begin, and you couldn’t help but wonder if he was hanging out with that girl.

“Cedric!” You shout, making your way over to the older boy. You weren’t exactly friends, but dangerous events like this made you want to say something encouraging to him. He turns and smiles when he meets your eye, a few people between you guys. “Good luck!” You shout over the crowd of people, holding a thumb up to him. He raises his own hand in a thumbs up over the people before turning back around when Dumbledore began speaking.

You followed Ginny to somewhere slightly less crowded to watch, searching for her brothers in the process. “Where the bloody hell is everyone?” You mumble. Eventually, you spot a tall red head making its way through the crowd and recognize it to be Fred. “Finally! Exactly where have you been? Where’s George and Ron?” Ginny demands, sounding a lot like her mother. Fred raises his hands in defense and laughs at his little sister.

“Georgie was just behind me... Dunno where Ron is. With Harry?” Fred asks, making Ginny smack his arm.

“Harry’s in the tournament, dummy!” She shouts. You finally spot George making his way through the crowd toward you guys, his red mop of hair easy to spot over all the other people.

“There are loads of people out!” He shouts, slapping his brother on the back when he gets over.

“Have you seen Ron or Hermione?” Ginny demands. George shoots you a lopsided smile before shrugging at his sister.

“No. They’re not with Harry?” He asks, making you giggle under your breath. Sometimes they were very oblivious.

“Bloody hell! Harry’s in the tournament! How would they be with him?” She shouts angrily.

“I’m sure they’ll turn up, Ginny.” You assure your friend, getting shoved by some students in front of you as everyone begins clapping and the horn blows. You turn in time to see all the Champions dive into the water - Harry more or less being shoved. An arm over your shoulder distracts you and you glance up to see George hooting and hollering along everyone else.

“Where’ve you guys been?” You ask once the noise dies down. George looks down at you and shrugs, leaning into you with his arm secure around your shoulders.

“Moody gave us detention for giving Shamus Puking Pedestals. The lad blew chunks all over his desk, it was golden.” He laughs at his own story, rubbing his thumb over your arm. You are about to comment when you spot what looks like blood on his other hand. You are quick to lift up his right hand and examine it, looking for injury.

“What happened to your hand?!” You shout. There isn’t a lot of blood, just a little over his fingers and palm.

“What? Oh, ew. I guess I got her blood on me.” He explains, removing his arm from your shoulder and moistening his left fingers with spit, trying to wipe away the dried blood.

“Whose blood is that?” You demand, utterly confused.

“Angelina Johnson’s. She cut her leg on one of those big rocks, I helped her clean it up.” He shrugs, continuing to try to wipe the stained blood from his hand, not looking at you as he focuses - missing your face dropping. So he was with her.

You don’t respond, crossing your arms over your chest as you absently watch him, your mind racing as you try to swallow your temper.

“Ew, mate. You got her blood on ya?” Fred asks, watching his brother from his right side.

“Yeah, bloody hell this is spelled on me or something!” He groans, giving up and dropping his hands. He finally looks back over at you and takes notice of your sour face. “What’s wrong?” He asks, furrowing his brows.

“Nothing.” You mutter, looking out into the lake for any signs of your friends.

“George!” You hear a female voice shout, catching your attention. You look up in time to see none other than Angelina Johnson waving over at George from a few people away. You roll your eyes as Fred and George wave back at her, his attention stolen away from you once again.

“So you’re friends now?” You ask, thankful that she did not come over to you guys.

“Hmm? I guess so, don’t know her well. Why?” George asks, looking back down at you. “What’s with the glum face?”

“Nothin,” You repeat, unwilling to confess that you were jealous of the older girl.

“I think she’s jealous, Georgie.” Fred comments, getting a shove in the ribs from Ginny at his remark.

George studies your face before breaking out into a grin.

“You’re jealous?” He presses.

“I am not!” You shout, a little harsher than necessary.

“Aww you are! Why, Love?” He asks, tossing his arm back over your shoulder. The people in front of you move away slightly, probably annoyed with all your talking.

“I am not jealous, George.” You mumble, crossing your arms further into your chest. He pulls you closer into his arm and laughs.

“Okay, okay. Are you not jealous because I hung out with her?” He asks. You shoot him a glare before huffing.

“You know she likes you right?” You demand, finally meeting his eye.

“No way!” Fred exclaims, shoving his twin’s other shoulder. George shoots a look at his brother before returning his gaze to you.

“Who told you that?” He questions, actually becoming serious for a moment.

“Ron. He overheard her talking telling Cho.” You explain dryly.

“Oh... Well, so? I don’t fancy her.” He shrugs, acting bored. “I got you.” He smiles. Your heart lurches slightly and your cheeks heat up.

“You sure? She’s really pretty-” You start, but George raises his hand, stopping you with a dramatic serious look.

“None of that! I only fancy you, Y/N. You’re stuck with me!” He exclaims, lowering himself slightly to your level and placing a bunch of kisses all over your face, finishing with a sweet kiss to your lips.

“You’re such a child.” You tease, grinning up at your dorky boyfriend, wrapping your arm around his torso and leaning into him.

“That’s why ya love me!” He giggles, ruffling your hair lightly. Fred pretends to gag and Ginny smiles over at you from the other side of Fred. Clapping erupts around you as Viktor resurfaces, losing his shark face as he brings Hermione up onto the dock. “So that’s where she was!” Ginny exclaims. Leave it to that trio to get into trouble.

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