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hogwartschronicles · 3 years

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INFORMATIONS AND NOTES FOR READERS

Hello everyone,

in my first post I want to explain to everyone the basic information about shifting and answer the most common questions I got after experiencing it myself.

If you have doubts about shifting, if you do not believe in it or if the topic upsets you, I respect your opinion, but if you are slightly interested in learning more about it you can continue reading.

If you are interested in more, feel free to ask me a question in the comments, I will be happy to answer.

Enjoy.

What is shifting?

Today shifting is a term used to describe the act of moving one’s consciousness from this current reality (CR) to one’s desired reality (DR). This idea uses the multiverse theory, stating that every decision or action we make shifts us into a new reality, with every possible decision or action we could’ve made creating an alternate reality.

How does the multiverse theory work?

The multiverse is a hypothetical group of multiple universes with countless different outcomes of our decisions. Each of these universes differs in the smallest detail from the other because of the possibility that we have done something different in any process achieved or unachieved throughout our lives.

So only one different detail creates a new universe as it changes the course of action. Based on each example in the image above, we can conclude that the action would have taken place differently. For example, Harry’s girlfriend is Luna, Ginny takes on a new role and enters into other relationships and probably has a different role in the story.

How did I manage to shift?

There are a few tips on how to shift realities, what I want to mention is that my experience may not be effective with every person because everyone’s mind works in different ways. The thing is, I knew a lot about shifting but I didn’t expect it to happen the moment it happened. I was sometimes thinking what it would be like to shift to Hogwarts, but I didn’t have any plan or script, so it was much easier for me to get into my DR than to manage it without help when I first arrived.

My daily routine consists of meditating in the morning as soon as I wake up and just before going to bed for an hour. With the meditation I started two years ago, I meditated for 20 minutes for the first five months, for 40 minutes for the next seven months, and then I switched to 60 minutes, which is two hours a day. Personally, I do not prefer music during meditation but isolate myself in a quiet room where I recite my chosen mantra. This allowed me to have a free and calm mind at the very beginning of the day and at the very end of the day. After a year of meditating, I began to have lucid dreams frequently. When I devoted myself to collecting and studying the effects of crystals, I felt that their energy further contributed to certain possibilities, such as entering into other people's dreams. On several occasions before I shifted my boyfriend and I had an experience where we dreamed the same dream. Namely, I woke up in the middle of the night when I heard him call my name, but when I turned to him he was asleep. When I woke him up I told him what had happened and then the facts started to line up and we realized we were in the same dream. This was repeated several more times.

Before my shifting happened my boyfriend and I were hanging out with friends where we were supposed to sleep and watching movies including Harry Potter. I did not meditate or sleep that night. Before I continue it is important to note I regularly listen to my playlist on Spotify; Hogwarts with Fred and I'm a passionate fan of the Harry Potter series, but I've never tried to shift before, even though it was very popular during the Dracotok period and I have been curious about it. I spent a total of 20 hours without sleep because we had a full on movie marathon. When I got home I managed to meditate, I went to bed and wrapped myself in a blanket and then I played the songs from the already mentioned playlist. I felt like I was sinking and melting, for a moment I thought I wasn’t breathing anymore and then I found myself sitting in Albus Dumbledore’s office.

Tips for successful shifting!

Drink plenty of water. If we take enough water into our body, we raise good vibrations. We also hydrate our body, which I think is very important if you intend to shift because it can be very tiring mentally, and you want your body to be in the best possible condition. From my own experience, I recommend rose petal tea and plain water, 2 liters a day. In addition to being used for the purpose of shifting it is healthy for your body.

First, rest, cleanse and prepare your mind for shifting. As I previously mentioned, attempting to shift and shifting successfully can be extremely draining. Do not push yourself, but slowly open your mind and consciousness. Start with lucid dreams. Once you master them it will be easier for you to move around in your DR.

Write down in detail about the reality you want to go to.This is done to finetune which specific reality you would like to shift to as there are infinite possibilities. You can be as detailed or as brief as you want. It’s important, though, that you write in the present tense. While scripting is not necessary I recommend it because without it you do not have complete control and many things can go wrong and unwanted conflicts can occur - this has happened to me.

One key part of being able to shift is staying calm and relaxed. I think meditation has helped me a lot to make my shifting happen. Like I said there are situations that can upset you in your DR and bring you back to CR prematurely.

Find your method. There are loads of methods that people have made up in order to visualize your DR, some of which require that you fall asleep in order for it to work, some of which don’t. A few of these methods include the Estelle Method, Staircase Method, Train Method, Alice and Wonderland Method, Julia: I Am Method, Seren Method, Falling Method, Melt Method, Pillow Method, and Raven Method.

Hogwarts Subliminal:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b01HtjuiHsU&t=1014s

Alice in Wonderland Method:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UlrMaLJlXTc

Julia Method:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mu_PAJbPkxU

Sunni 4/5 senses Method:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f14VlEFctfQ

5 senses Method:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QoBB_QK6t_4

Is shifting dangerous?

Aside from being mentally exhausted when you come back, shifting is not dangerous whatsoever. Some creators on TikTok claim that you can get stuck in your DR, but that’s just simply false. You can make a safe word to come back to your CR, or just simply think really hard and set your intentions on coming back. It was pretty hard for me to go back considering I wasn’t prepared.

How long was I in my DR?

I went to bed at 5pm and woke up the next day at 3pm. I slept a total of 22 hours. When I arrived at Hogwarts it was October 14, 1991 which would have meant I shifted into my third year there. I spent 8 years in my DR.

Have I ever shifted again?

No, I was extremely mentally exhausted and it was enough for me to experience once everything I wanted there. I was lucky considering I didn’t have a script to end up at Hogwarts at all, but luckily the meditations and my playlist did their thing.

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samyistrying · 4 years

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I just wanted to say, I read your fic 'curse of the sea', and I'm having alot of trouble commenting on ao3 so I thought I'd tell you here, that it's absolutely amazing. I love the way you describe mermaid Draco, like he's mesmerizing but also still dangerous. And Harry's 'Helper syndrome' *chef's kiss* hilarious.

THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! My heart... Glad you like it!

And because you took the time to reach out, have a little deleted scene from Chapter 6 (I guess you could read this without context, it’s basically just fluff lmao)

AH and this is also for you @pauleonotis ;) (I did it! I wrote the scene omggg)

Drarry // Mermaid AU // 8th year // Fluff // Scroll for the German version

Tail-Touching

"Don't you think that's a little ridiculous?"

Harry lifted his head in surprise at Draco's question and examined the blond in detail. "What do you mean?"

"Your staring."

Harry remained silent and let his gaze wander again over the surface of the pool, under which he could clearly see the iridescent fishtail, which he truly enjoyed watching. "Not really."

Draco snorted, pulled himself along the edge of the pool, closer to Harry, who dangled his legs carelessly into the water. Harry tried hard not to make a sound. Draco was no fool, he would see what was going on inside Harry much too soon anyway. He could still blame his nervous reactions to Draco's touch on the surprise effect, but at some point even that wouldn’t be enough to explain himself.

But that night, it would still be enough, so Harry allowed his leg to tense up as soon as Draco laid a hand on it to hold on to Harry. But he suppressed the gasp, that would take things too far.

"Do you want to touch it?"

Harry raised one eyebrow but didn’t dare to look into the silver glowing eyes, instead he devoted all his attention to Draco's hand on his leg. "Are you serious?"

Harry's cheeks burned just at the thought of it. He had thought too often about how Draco's fishtail would feel, how the shimmering scales would react to his touch, but he would never have thought of expressing his interest out loud. It felt too intimate, almost forbidden.

"No, I offered, because I would rather die than let you touch me," Draco replied, clawing his sharp nails, or rather claws, tighter into Harry's trousers leg. "Potter, don't be stupid!"

"I'm not stupid," Harry protested, staring defiantly into Draco's face. "It's just weird," he added, more quietly.

"Bloody weird." Draco sounded bitter, maybe even hurt, the two emotions went hand in hand in the Slytherin anyway.

Harry bit his lip to make sure he wouldn't say the wrong thing. He could hardly confess now how much he was consumed to accept Draco's offer. Then he might as well admit that Draco was probably the most beautiful thing he had ever seen and that went too far. Way too far.

"I - uhm, I'd still like to... Well, uhm - yes." Harry’s mind smacked himself while his last bit of self-respect disappeared into thin air. God, why why was he so insecure? It was Draco. Just Draco.

Very well. It was Draco in his mer-creature form, who could compete with a predator on one hand, and on the other, was truly the most beautiful thing Harry had ever seen. And then there was the life-threatening situation Draco found himself in and, oh right, Harry's feelings and body, which simply betrayed his mind and reacted so clearly to the blond that it was downright ridiculous. Perhaps his insecurity was understandable after all.

"Come on, then." Draco's voice had no right, no right at all, to sound so seductive. But Harry didn’t complain, allowing Draco to grab his wrist and then almost gently pulling him from the edge of the pool into the water.

Looking at Draco's face, Harry forgot to notice that his clothes were getting wet, forgot to think about since when the pool in the Prefects’ Bathroom had been so deep and even forgot to breathe for a moment. But he caught himself as soon as Draco let go of his wrist. Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap!

A smile plucked at Draco's lips before he lowered himself backwards and dived under. Harry's heart skipped a beat. A blue-silver shadow ghostly passed close to his hip and disappeared towards the middle of the pool where the water was deepest. Not sure exactly what to do now, Harry stared stunned at the shadow for a few seconds, but then he made up his mind and took a deep breath.

It was easy to glide through the water, diving along the bottom of the pool. The engaging silence and warmth swallowed him up, but all his attention was focused on the glow. Draco's glow. Draco.

Draco moved under water as if it were the most natural thing in the world. He seemed relaxed, as if the peace and quiet here was the best remedy for everything that went wrong at the moment. And then there was this elegance. The elegance with which he had been blessed as a human, but in this form, it became tangible.

Harry's eyes fell on the fishtail, it was so close by now that he could probably have touched it if he had stretched out his hand, but a pull in his stomach prevented him from doing so. Fuck, that really felt too intimate. But slowly, curiosity took over.

With one last look at Draco, who was clearly too amused watching him and floated effortlessly on one spot in the water, Harry decided to do justice to a Gryffindor.

With a few skillful breaststrokes, Harry swam around Draco until he stopped behind him. Then he stretched out his fingers and touched the scattered scales on Draco's shoulder blades. This wasn’t new, he had done it before, yet it was as fascinating as the first time. The glow under his fingers, the tingling sensation that ran through his entire body... truly bloody fascinating.

Draco had tilted his head to one side and was watching Harry closely, but wasn't moving. No, he just let himself be touched. Allowed Harry's fingers to slide deeper down, along his back, down to his waist and then right and left to his hips where there was hardly any skin left between all those scales.

Harry paused. It was all a bit much and he just wanted to take a deep breath but then he felt Draco put his own hands on Harry’s and forgot that he was supposed to be panicking.

Guided by Draco's hands, his fingers glided feather-light down, along the bluish scales that turned silver under his touch. The fishtail felt powerful, like snakeskin, but better. Somehow smooth, but also silky and soft. Harry couldn't get rid of the feeling that whatever was happening to him was completely indescribable and the realization made his thoughts woozy.

Everything was suddenly woozy. Everything became foggy, the feeling of dizziness overcame him. The silence of the water became overwhelming, Harry's chest began to hurt. Darkness overpowered him. And then he felt fingers reaching for his wrist and barely a moment later Harry emerged from the water panting.

"Salazar, Potter! Remember to breathe!"

And breath Harry did. Very hectic and uncontrolled, because he had truly forgotten the need for oxygen and his lungs had some catching up to do.

"Why are you so..."

"Shut up, Malfoy! I-" Harry interrupted the Slytherin, who scornfully scrutinized Harry and surely had something to say about his suicidal tendencies.

"I-" Harry started again, but was held back by his too fast breath, so instead Harry reached straight for Draco's shoulder to hold on to. Draco only raised an eyebrow, he didn't seem to mind the extra weight. Of course the bastard didn't mind.

"You...?" Draco interjected helpfully.

"I was distracted!" By you. I was distracted by your bloody beauty. Harry could barely keep himself from shouting the truth out into the world.

"Flattering, Potter. I never knew I was so breathtaking!" Draco's lips curled into a smug grin that said he definitely knew he was absolutely ravishing.

Harry just rolled his eyes; he finally had his breath under control again and was clearly too tired for Draco's teasing. An answer was denied him anyway, as Draco already broke loose from his grip and turned away from him.

"Last one on the edge of the pool is a rotten egg!”

Harry groaned and watched Draco disappear beneath the surface of the water. Fairness was an alien concept for The Little Mermaid, but somehow Harry would probably be able to get used to it. With a sigh, Harry set about losing the race.

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German version:

„Findest du das nicht ein wenig albern?“

Harry hob überrascht den Kopf auf Dracos Frage hin und musterte den Blonden eingehend. „Was meinst du?“

„Dein Starren.“

Harry schwieg und ließ seinen Blick wieder über die Wasseroberfläche des Pools gleiten, unter der er deutlich den schillernden Fischschwanz erkennen konnte, den er wahrhaftig gerne beobachtete. „Nicht wirklich.“

Draco schnaubte, zog sich am Beckenrand entlang, näher auf Harry zu, der seine Beine unbedacht ins Wasser baumeln ließ. Harry gab sich Mühe jetzt bloß keinen Laut von sich zu geben. Draco war nicht dämlich, er würde ohnehin viel zu schnell erkennen, was in Harry vor sich ging. Noch konnte er seine nervösen Reaktionen auf Dracos Berührungen hin auf den Überraschungseffekt schieben, aber irgendwann würde selbst das nicht mehr genügen, sich zu erklären.

Aber in dieser Nacht würde es noch genügen, also ließ Harry zu, dass sich sein Bein anspannte, kaum legte Draco eine Hand darauf, um sich an Harry festzuhalten. Das Keuchen unterdrückte er jedoch, das war zu viel des Guten.

„Willst du ihn anfassen?“

Harry hob eine Augenbraue, wagte es jedoch nicht in die silber-leuchtenden Augen zu blicken, stattdessen widmete er Dracos Hand auf seinem Bein seine gesamte Aufmerksamkeit. „Ist das dein Ernst?“

Harrys Wangen brannten alleine beim Gedanken daran. Er hatte zu oft darüber nachgedacht, wie sich Dracos Fischschwanz wohl anfühlen würde, wie die schimmernden Schuppen auf seine Berührung reagieren würden, doch er wäre niemals auf die Idee gekommen sein Interesse laut auszusprechen. Es fühlte sich zu intim an, fast schon verboten.

„Nein, ich habe es angeboten, weil ich eher sterben würde, als mich von dir anfassen zu lassen“, gab Draco zurück und krallte seine scharfen Nägel, wohl eher Klauen, fester in Harrys Hosenbein. „Potter, sei nicht dumm!“

„Ich bin nicht dumm!“, protestierte Harry und blickte Draco herausfordernd ins Gesicht. „Ist nur merkwürdig“, fügte er etwas leiser noch hinzu.

„Wahnsinnig merkwürdig.“ Draco klang bitter, vielleicht auch verletzt, die beiden Emotionen gingen ohnehin Hand in Hand bei dem Slytherin.

Harry biss sich auf die Lippe, um ja nichts Falsches zu sagen. Er konnte jetzt ja schlecht gestehen, wie sehr er sich danach verzehrte Dracos Angebot anzunehmen. Dann könnte er nämlich gleich zugeben, dass Draco wahrscheinlich das Schönste war, was er je zu Gesicht bekommen hatte und das ging zu weit. Viel zu weit.

„Ich- Ich, ähm, würde es trotzdem gerne… Also, ähm… Ja.“ Harry Verstand knallte Harry gerade eine, während sich sein letztes bisschen Selbstrespekt in Luft auflöste. Gott, warum warum war er so unsicher? Es war Draco. Nur Draco.

Nun gut. Es war Draco in seiner Meerwesen-Form, die einerseits einem Raubtier Konkurrenz machen konnte und andererseits wirklich das Schönste war, was Harry je zu Gesicht bekommen hatte. Und dann war da noch die lebensbedrohliche Situation, in der sich Draco befand und, ach ja, Harrys Gefühle und Körper, die seinen Verstand einfach betrogen und so eindeutig auf den Blonden reagierten, dass es fast lächerlich war. Vielleicht war seine Unsicherheit doch nachvollziehbar.

„Dann komm.“ Dracos Stimme hatte kein Recht, wirklich überhaupt kein Recht, so verführerisch zu klingen. Doch Harry beschwerte sich nicht, ließ zu, dass Draco eine Hand um sein Handgelenk legte und ihn dann fast schon sanft vom Beckenrand ins Wasser zog.

Den Blick auf Dracos Gesicht geheftet vergaß Harry zu bemerken, dass seine Klamotten nass wurden, vergaß sich darüber den Kopf zu zerbrechen, seit wann der Pool im Vertrauensschülerbad so tief war und vergaß sogar für einen kleinen Augenblick zu atmen. Doch er fing sich, kaum ließ Draco sein Handgelenk los. Heilige Scheiße, heilige Scheiße, heilige Scheiße!

Ein Lächeln zupfte an Dracos Lippen, bevor er sich nach hinten sinken ließ und untertauchte. Harrys Herz setzte einen Schlag aus. Ein blau-silberner Schatten geisterte dicht an seiner Hüfte vorbei und verschwand in Richtung Beckenmitte, wo das Wasser am tiefsten war. Nicht sicher, was genau er jetzt machen sollte, starrte Harry einige Sekunden nur perplex dem Schatten nach, doch dann besann er sich eines Besseren und holte tief Luft.

Es war einfach durch das Wasser zu gleiten, am Beckenboden entlang zu tauchen. Die einnehmende Stille und Wärme verschlangen ihn, doch seine gesamte Aufmerksamkeit galt dem Leuchten. Dracos Leuchten. Draco.

Draco bewegte sich wie selbstverständlich unter Wasser, er wirkte entspannt, als wäre die Ruhe hier das beste Heilmittel für alles, was momentan schief lief. Und dann war da diese Eleganz. Die Eleganz, mit der er schon als Mensch gesegnet worden war, doch in dieser Form wurde sie förmlich greifbar.

Harrys Blick fiel auf den Fischschwanz, er war mittlerweile so nah, dass er ihn wahrscheinlich hätte berühren können, wenn er seine Hand ausgestreckt hätte, aber ein Ziehen in seiner Magengegend hielt ihn davon ab. Fuck, das fühlte sich wirklich zu intim an. Doch so langsam nahm die Neugierde Überhand.

Mit einem letzten Blick auf Draco, der ihn deutlich zu amüsiert beobachtete und mühelos auf einer Stelle im Wasser trieb, entschied sich Harry einem Gryffindor gerecht zu werden.

Mit ein paar gekonnten Brustzügen schwamm Harry um Draco herum, bis er hinter ihm innehielt. Dann streckte er seine Finger aus und berührte die vereinzelten Schuppen auf Dracos Schulterblättern. Das war nicht neu, das hatte er bereits gemacht, dennoch war es ebenso faszinierend wie beim ersten Mal. Das Leuchten unter seinen Fingern, das Kribbeln, was seinen gesamten Körper durchzog… wahrlich verdammt faszinierend.

Draco hatte seinen Kopf zur Seite geneigt und beobachtete Harry genau, bewegte sich jedoch nicht. Nein, er ließ die Berührung einfach zu. Ließ zu, dass Harrys Finger immer tiefer glitten, seinen Rücken entlang, hinab zu seiner Taille und dann rechts und links zu seiner Hüfte, wo kaum noch Haut zwischen all den Schuppen zu finden war.

Harry hielt inne. Das war alles ein bisschen viel und eigentlich würde er gerne tief Luft holen, doch dann spürte er, wie Draco seine eigenen Hände auf Harrys legte und vergaß, dass er eigentlich gerade in Panik ausbrechen sollte.

Geleitet von Dracos Händen glitten seine Finger federleicht weiter hinab, die bläulichen Schuppen entlang, die sich unter der Berührung Silber färbten. Der Fischschwanz fühlte sich kraftvoll an, wie Schlangenleder, aber besser. Irgendwie glatt, aber auch seidig und weich. Harry wurde das Gefühl nicht los, dass, was auch immer ihm gerade passierte, völlig unbeschreiblich war und die Erkenntnis machte seine Gedanken wirr.

Alles war plötzlich wirr. Alles wurde neblig, das Gefühl von Schwindel überkam ihn. Die Stille des Wassers wurde erdrückend, Harrys Brust begann zu Schmerzen. Dunkelheit überwältigte ihn. Und dann spürte er Finger die nach seinem Handgelenk griffen und kaum ein Moment später tauchte Harry japsend aus dem Wasser auf.

„Bei Salazar, Potter! Atmen nicht vergessen!“

Und Atmen tat Harry. Sehr hektisch und unkontrolliert, weil er die Notwendigkeit von Sauerstoff wahrhaftig vergessen hatte und seine Lunge einiges nachzuholen hatte.

„Wie kann man nur so-?“

„Halt die Klappe, Malfoy! Ich-“, unterbrach Harry den Slytherin, der Harry spöttisch musterte und garantiert etwas über dessen selbstmörderische Züge zu sagen hatte.

„Ich-“, setzte Harry erneut an, doch wurde von seinem zu schnellen Atem aufgehalten, also griff Harry stattdessen geradewegs nach Dracos Schulter, um sich daran festzuhalten. Draco hob lediglich eine Augenbraue, ihm schien das zusätzliche Gewicht nichts auszumachen. Natürlich machte es dem Bastard nichts aus.

„Du…?“, warf Draco hilfreich ein.

„Ich war abgelenkt!“ Von dir. Ich war abgelenkt von deiner verfluchten Schönheit. Harry konnte sich gerade so davon abhalten die Wahrheit in die Welt hinaus zu schreien.

„Schmeichelhaft, Potter. Ich wusste nicht, dass ich so atemberaubend bin!“ Dracos Lippen verzogen sich zu einem selbstzufriedenen Grinsen, das aussagte, dass er definitiv wusste, dass er absolut hinreißend war.

Harry verdrehte nur die Augen, er hatte endlich seinen Atem wieder unter Kontrolle und war eindeutig zu müde für Dracos Sticheleien. Eine Antwort wurde ihm ohnehin verwehrt, da sich Draco schon von seinem Griff löste und sich von ihm abwandte.

„Wer zuerst am Beckenrand ist, hat gewonnen!“

Harry stöhnte und beobachtete wie Draco unter der Wasseroberfläche verschwand. Fairness war ein Fremdwort für die kleine Meerjungfrau, doch irgendwie würde sich Harry wohl damit anfreunden können. Mit einem Seufzen machte sich Harry daran das Wettrennen zu verlieren.

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twoidiotwriters1 · 4 years

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Written In The Stars LXV (Harry Potter xF!Oc)

A/N: I’m soft and EXCITED cause we’re starting book four next week and you guys have no idea what’s coming -Danny

Words: 1,798

Warnings: None! Tooth rooting fluff

Series’ Masterlist

Previous Chapter // Book IV

Chapter Twenty-Four: Good Omens.

Dumbledore left when Harry walked out of Lupin's former office, he stopped when he noticed Mel was outside.

"Oh," He said, "I thought you'd be with Ron and Hermione."

"I was talking to Dumbledore," She replied simply. "Is everything alright?"

"Yes," He moved to where she was standing. "I talked to him too, when you left the office..."

"You did?"

"I was... I told him that I felt like our mission hadn't made a difference," He explained. "He told me I was wrong... sort of."

"Sort of?" She smiled.

Then Harry told her everything. Including the prophecy Trelawney had told him on their last day of exams. She had to admit, it sounded terrifying, but their teacher was known to be a bit dramatic. Still, the part about the dark lord rising... she didn't like that bit at all.

"What he said about the people that loves us never leaving..." Harry frowned, trying to put his thoughts in order. "They help us when we're in trouble, one way or another... I'm lucky to have you, Ron, and Hermione. Emily, and Sirius... they care and they'd help me if I needed them to... Not everyone is that lucky, though."

"I suppose so," Mel tilted her head, patiently waiting for the rest of whatever he was trying to say.

"Erick," It was the second time he'd mentioned the boy's name and it still sounded completely strange coming out of his mouth. "What you said about his family... he doesn't have many people helping him. I guess... I understand why'd he go out of his way to talk to you... You're brilliant and all..."

"Thanks?"

"What I mean," Harry pressed on, having a hard time expressing himself. "What I want to say is, I think you're a good friend and you're right– I shouldn't judge people without knowing their story first, that's what made me think Sirius was trying to kill me... I'm sorry I reacted that way, my interactions with the Slytherins haven't been nice, but I get that not everyone has to be the same. I trust you–"

Harry's speech was interrupted when Mel threw her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly (no kisses this time, though- She wasn't going to do the same mistake twice) and apologized profusely.

"I know... Mellow, I can't breathe!" He complained.

"Sorry!" She stepped back. "Sorry..."

"So... I'm your hero now, right?"

"What?" She frowned.

"You said that whoever made the dementors disappear the other night was your new hero, turns out it was me," He smirked.

"I was also there!" She exclaimed. "That was my Patronus too!"

"Well, you can't be your hero!"

"Says who?"

"It doesn't make sense!"

"I say it does. I'm my own hero," She teased. "For all I know, I saved your life this time."

"I've saved your life before," He pouted.

"Now you're just being pretentious..."

"I went to see Professor McGonagall this morning, just before breakfast. I've decided to drop Muggle Studies," Hermione commented once they were settled on the train's compartment.

"But you passed your exam with three hundred and twenty percent!"

"I know, but I can't stand another year like this one. That Time-Turner, it was driving me mad. I've handed it in. Without Muggle Studies and Divination, I'll be able to have a normal schedule again. Besides, I asked Erick and he told me he'd be happy to tell me all about what he studies in class."

"I still can't believe you're friends with him," Ron rolled his eyes. "And I still can't believe you didn't tell us about the time-turner. We're supposed to be your friends."

"I promised I wouldn't tell anyone," said Hermione. "And you know how important it is to keep secrets when you're not the only one involved..."

She looked at Mel, who was looking at Harry, who was looking out the window with a sad expression.

"Oh, cheer up!" said Hermione.

"I'm okay," Harry jumped lightly. "Just thinking about the holidays."

"Yeah, I've been thinking about them too– Mel, Harry, you've got to come and stay with us. I'll fix it up with Mum and Dad, then I'll call you. I know how to use a fellytone now —"

"A telephone, Ron," said Hermione. "Honestly, you should take Muggle Studies next year..."

"Or ask us more about muggle life, like Erick does," Mel teased.

Ron ignored them.

"It's the Quidditch World Cup this summer! How about it, Harry? Come and stay, and we'll go and see it! Dad can usually get tickets from work."

Harry did cheer up at that.

"Yeah, I bet the Dursleys'd be pleased to let me come... especially after what I did to Aunt Marge..."

"I'd love to see the World Cup!" Mel said excitedly. "I can picture it already, all the wizards from around the world..."

They wasted a whole hour playing and talking when Hermione pointed out to the landscape.

"Harry– What's that thing outside your window?"

It was the smallest owl Mel had ever seen. It dropped a letter onto Harry's seat and began zooming excitedly around the place. Hedwig clicked her beak while Grey and Crookshanks sat up, following the owl with their eyes. Ron caught the owl safely and threw a disapproving look their way.

"It's from Sirius!" Harry said happily.

"What? Read it aloud!"

'Dear Harry, I hope this finds you before you reach your aunt and uncle.

I don't know whether they're used to owl post. Buckbeak and I are in hiding. I won't tell you where, in case this owl falls into the wrong hands. I have some doubt about his reliability, but he is the best I could find, and he did seem eager for the job.

I believe the dementors are still searching for me, but they haven't a hope of finding me here. I am planning to allow some Muggles to glimpse me soon, a long way from Hogwarts, so that the security on the castle will be lifted.

There is something I never got around to telling you during our brief meeting. It was I who sent you the Firebolt —

"Ha! See! I told you it was from him!"

"Yes, but he hadn't jinxed it, had he?– Ouch!"

'Crookshanks took the order to the Owl Office for me. I used your name but told them to take the gold from my own Gringotts vault. Please consider it as thirteen birthdays' worth of presents from your godfather.

I would also like to apologize for the fright I think I gave you and Mel that night last year when you left your uncle's house. I had only hoped to get a glimpse of you before starting my journey north, but I think the sight of me alarmed you. I am enclosing something else for you, which I think will make your next year at Hogwarts more enjoyable. If ever you need me, send word. Your owl will find me.

I'll write again soon. Sirius

P.S. Mel, if Remus tells your mother what happened during the school year, will you please send her my regards? I miss her, I'm hoping I'll find a way to communicate with her soon.'

"I absolutely will," Mel smiled widely. "What else did he send, Glasses?"

Harry looked inside the envelope. She saw his eyes grow in surprise and then he was grinning, handing the small piece of parchment to her.

'I, Sirius Black, Harry Potter's godfather, hereby give him permission to visit Hogsmeade on weekends.'

"That'll be good enough for Dumbledore!" said Harry. "Hang on, there's a second P.S."

'I thought your friend Ron might like to keep this owl, as it's my fault he no longer has a rat.'

Ron's eyes widened.

"Keep him?" he repeated.

He looked closely at the owl for a moment; then, he held him out for Crookshanks to sniff.

"What do'you reckon?" Ron asked. "Definitely an owl?"

Crookshanks purred.

"That's good enough for me," said Ron. "He's mine."

"You know," Mel said to the boy once they arrived at the station. "I'm really sorry you can't live with Sirius, but there's a good side!"

"Which is?"

"I'll still be your neighbor!"

"I thought you'd be happy," He teased. "Finally getting rid of me, a well-deserved break."

"I was happy because Sirius cares about you and you would've had a good life... besides, I get to see you in school, which is almost the whole year."

"Well," Harry put an arm around her shoulders. "We'll still have to stand each other for the years to come."

"I think I can live with that," She chuckled.

"I'll call about the World Cup!" Ron yelled after they parted.

Mel saw her mother standing a few feet away from the Dursleys and ran to meet her.

"Hello!" She said cheerfully. "Do you think we can stop by that place we like to get lunch? I'm– You know everything, don't you?"

Emily was looking down at her with such a severity that Mel prepared herself for the impact.

"Time-turners, dementors and sneaking out of the castle after curfew," Emily whispered angrily. "Helping a convict escape, attacking a Professor–"

"Snape had it coming!"

"Are you trying to drive me insane?" Emily hissed. "I swear, every time I get a letter I feel like I'm about to hear you murdered a teacher!"

"You're exagerating–"

"Watch me overreact all the way to our house, young lady!" She retorted.

"Very well," Mel sighed. "Can I tell you two things first?"

"What things?"

"I spent a whole year having a normal period -dreadful and gross, not reccomended– but that means I can take the potion now! Second, Padfoot says hi."

Emily's mouth opened and closed, her eyes never leaving her daughter's face.

"How do you–"

"Didn't they tell you the whole story?" Mel asked. "I'll have to do it myself, then..."

"What's that?" They heard Mr. Dursley spat at Harry while they walked past. "If it's another form for me to sign, you've got another —"

"It's not," Harry smiled brightly. "It's a letter from my godfather."

"Godfather? You haven't got a godfather!"

"Yes, I have– He was my mum and dad's best friend. He's a convicted murderer, but he's broken out of wizard prison and he's on the run. He likes to keep in touch with me, though. Keep up with my news... check if I'm happy..."

Mel and Emily shared a look and left quickly, holding back their laughter until they were safe inside their car. There, both of them laughed until their stomachs hurt.

"You know," Her mother said breathlessly. "Prongs would've been so proud of his son..."

"I know," Mel smiled, looking out her window and watching Harry's gleeful face as he walked out of the station with a terrified uncle following close. "We all are..."

Next Part —>

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bitchiha · 4 years

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Can I get a Naruto, Harry Potter and Marvel ship please? I'm average height with hazel eyes and long, dark-brown hair. I'm sarcastic, stubborn, laid-back, down-to-earth and very open-minded. I love reading, writing, listening to music and taking naps. I love animals, nature, the winter and the fall. I daydream a lot and I'm terrible at social situations (unless I'm really comfortable with the people that are with me). Thank you so much!

Voila!

I ship you with...

Shikamaru Nara!

When he first meets you he’s already like 0-0 wow pretty, but he doesn’t say that of course. He likes that you’re not loud or overbearing, but at the same time you’re not too quiet. You won’t let yourself get pushed around by anyone and you’re also pretty sarcastic, which is a bonus because that means you’ll get each others humour.

One day when he’s walking around the village and he sees you laying on the roof of your house. He was kinda curious as to what you were doing, so he goes up there to check and it turns out your cloud watching. You make some sarcastic comment at it him which he’ll chuckle at, but lay down next to you anyways and watch the clouds with you. Then it kinda all goes downhill from there.

He’ll like lazy things you do together like laying on the grass and cloud watching or more like he cloud watches while you go walk around looking at all the animals in the forest. He likes when you daydream because you look cute when you do it and it’s also an opportunity for him to tease you, but don’t be afraid to be snide back, he lowkey likes it.

WILL TAKE NAPS WITH YOU 24/7!! Like you two may not have been planning to have a nap, but you both wanted one so why not? Sometimes you both won’t get anything done tbh

Will complain about going on little nature walks or exploring for animals, but he secretly likes it. He will definitely make you rest periodically for ‘cloud watching breaks.’ Since your both really go with the flow and down to earth, your dates are more spontaneous. Like he’ll knock on your door and ask if you wanna get some barbecue, or you’ll knock on his door and say it’s a perfect day for a walk. You two can listen to music together while you’re on walks or cloud watching. He thinks his music taste is superior though and will always want the aux cord.

Bonus if can bring you cloud watching and you’ll read a book instead, putting your head on his lap as you do so. He just lives for the little quiet moments like that and will definitely make a routine of asking to cloud watch with him. Also likes if you just talk to him while you’re together like that. It can be about your book, about a new song you like or a decent mission you went on. He just lives for your voice.

Will wanna play Shogi with you, he likes that you really put an effort into the game. You may not be the best, but you’re trying and that’s all that matters. It also really boosts his ego everytime he beats you at Shogi because he wants to make sure you know he’s really smart.

Thinks that both your awkwardness with social situations and your daydreaming are really amusing. He won’t tease you too much about daydreaming all the time because you look pretty when you do it and he doesn’t wanna deter you from it. However, he will get a real kick out of your awkwardness though. Like he won’t be a bitch about it because he wants you to be comfortable, so he’ll try and ease your stress. But beware, if you do something embarrassing or stupid by accident he will laugh his ass off.

You can definitely push him around a bit too. Like you’ll only take the lazy shit 50% of the time. Plus, if you didn’t push him around he would never do anything, so don’t feel bad about it. You’re doing him a favour.

Remus Lupin! (marauders era)

Andrew Garfield is his face claim I don’t give a fuck that’s his face claim fight me

He’s probably been crushing on your for timeee. Like since first year time. Despite your own awkwardness in social situations he’s still too nervous to talk to you.

It isn’t till like fourth year, when you’re hanging around the black lake trying to find the giant squid, that Remus Lupin actually approaches you. Sirius, James and Peter were all hiding behind a tree waiting to hear what your answer would be. They had noticed Remus’ interest in you since first year and they teased him endlessly about it. It wasn’t until this year that they actually managed to get him to ask you out.

When he comes up to you his face is all red and his hands are clammy. You’re really nice to him though, minus the fact that you were a little bit awkward around him. I mean you had little conversations before about animals (you were always reading books about them) and your classes. You were more than happy to hear him ask you out on a date to Hogsmeade though as the feelings he had for you were mutual. That begins the start of a cute and wholesome relationship.

Since you like nature so much, you usually end up lounging outside on lazy school days. Like if its spring and the weather is amazing, you’ll lay on the grass together and read. He’ll love it if you read to him, or sit in his lap so you can both read the book. If it’s fall, you two would walk around the castles courtyard and watch the leaves fall and crunch them with the soles of your shoes. You would probably listen to music on a Walkman Sirius smuggled in for him as you walked around.

If you’re dating a marauder, you basically become one. So that means you’re involved in a lot of antics. You fit in pretty well, you’ve got that sarcasm to bark back whenever Sirius or James want to get sassy. You’ve also got the stubbornness that keeps their plans going, if the prank fails the first time, it will just have to be even better the next time. They’ll love you like a sister and will never allow you to get introuble for their pranks.

Will also love to read the works you’ve written yourself. He will be super supportive and even come up with ideas for you to write about and they’re surprisingly good! Can proofread your work if you want him too bc we know he’s smart asf

When you find out about his ‘condition’ he’s embarrassed, but you reassure him that you aren’t afraid of him and he won’t hurt you. Sometimes he can be too self concious and you’ll have to knock some sense into him.

Will die of happiness if you buy him chocolates. Like make it a routine thing where a certain day of the week, or month you would give him chocolate. He will brag about it constantly to the other marauders. He’ll like whip out the chocolate and be like “oh yah, look at this? Wanna know who got it for me? Y/n!” And there just like: he does this every fucking time

Peter Parker!

So you meet him at school, I can see you being a friend of Michelle’s. You’re definitely more approachable than she is, so he talks to you more and more and eventually Michelle just starts saying “go out already” when ever you two talk. So then he finally works up the courage to.

He’ll come up to you after school at your locker and he’ll give you a flower or something bc he knows you like nature. He’s so nervous when he actually asks you and you can see his face get red and he’s sweaty. You say yes ofc and he’s so happy. Anyways, the first date will be at Central Park bc that’s like the only form of nature he can find in New York. Then he’ll take you to that Thai place he usually goes to with Aunt May.

After that you two become inseparable. You’ll come over to his place and read while him and Ned build their LEGO Star Wars shit. Sometimes you’ll help but other times you’ll read or watch them.

Peter can be a sassy little shit, but guess what? so can you. Will have sass offs of sarcastic remarks for a good half an hour.

You’ll find out his identity as Spider-Man at the same time as Ned. Like the two of you were supposed to hang out at Peters and finish the LEGO Death Star and then spider man crawls through the window and your both like: bitch wtf

Anyways he will 10/10 swing you around New York with him. You’ll probably lay on the roofs of a building and watch the sun go down. He will web a lil hammock for you two to lay on and it would just be so chill.

Likes to listen to music with you while you’re on the subway together. You two are just commuting to school and whips the AirPods out, one for you and one for him. The two of you will alter in who will play the music that day. Also will get sandwiches with you after school and treat you everytime, even if he’s borderline broke.

Will brag about you to aunt may 24/7 and will get all his romantic advice from her. So sometimes the romantics gestures he makes are a little sappy but you can tell he’s trying so you don’t care. Since you really like nature he’ll put an effort into doing things that involve it with you. Like you’ll go out of the city to pumpkin patches in the fall or in the winter you could have a snowball fight on the way to school and in the summer you’ll go on walks in the parks a lot.

Will also brag about you to the avengers and show you off through pictures on his phone and they’ll be like: bruh we get it shut up twerp. But they ship you guys anyways so.. and when he’s on missions he misses you a lot so expect him to ft at odd times. Like he’s fighting a bad guy but he misses you? Expect a ft call. He’s on a top secret mission that is deeply classified? Expect a ft call.

Also he will send you memes 24/7 and expects memes in return. It’s common courtesy, jheez ppl.

#harry potter #harry potter headcanon #naruto imagines #naruto headcanons #marvel headcanons #naruto shippuden #match up #ship

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neveroutoftime · 5 years

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Hey all! It's been quite a bit since I've actually made a post of my own on here, so I'd thought I'd do so since I'm feeling a bit sentimental tonight. So long post ahead. Just warning y'all now lol.

For years Artemis Fowl has been one of my absolute favorite book series, ranking way up there with Harry Potter, always competing for the #1 spot. I was once super active in the fanfiction community on the wonderful site known as Artemis Fowl Confidential, going by the name of Troublelover16. Quite cheesy yes, but I was 16 and just really getting into this sort of thing, so well... Yeah. Quite the fangirl. (Who am I kidding, I still am. I'm just a bit older and not as... I don't want to say cringy, so let's just go with overly enthusiastic.)

Well, continuing with the sentiment, I've got a lot to thank this fandom for, I suppose. I'd never considered writing until I got dragged head first into fanfiction. Lmao...and what a ride it has been. I discovered a passion and it wasn't "just a phase" as I continued on to take creative writing classes in college and move on to writing my own original works. My fanfiction pieces got left in various states of completion and now most of them are technically unpublished since they were all posted to AFC Fanfiction, a site that is no longer functional. Thankfully I do have copies of all the stories saved to my computer and to a flashdrive. What can I say? I'm a hoarder when it comes to this stuff.

I fell out of the fandom for a bit, which honestly it was dead for a good 3 or 4 years. I had a few friends still that I had made from my days on forums, but I wasn't writing anymore. I tried a couple of times but it just wasn't the same. The community wasn't active and there wasn't the same level of writers supporting each other as I was used to. Real life also contributed to this as well, as I had to really dedicate my time to my studies.

Now, things are starting to change, for the better I think. For one thing, I've graduated and have more time on my hands now that school work is non existent. But from a fandom perspective, the Fowldom is thriving for the first time in ages. I thank the movie and of course the upcoming Fowl Twins series for that, since it's drawing everyone back and even bringing in some new fans. It's absolutely fantastic, even if some people are just salty since the movie isn't what we all wanted or expected. But it's something. This post isn't about that though, so I'm not going to get into my opinions on the movie drama.

Lately, I've been working on this exciting new project and hopefully making a comeback into the fanfiction scene as long as time and life allows. As many of you might have seen, there is an Artemis Fowl Fanzine in the works. A Fowl Mood I believe it's being called? I was absolutely thrilled when I learned of this and caught a glimpse that they were taking applications for fics and art. The nostalgic side of me immediately knew that I had to apply for this.

Needless to say I was accepted and honestly I nearly screamed when I saw the email. I've never been involved with a Zine, so this opportunity is amazing. Shout out to all the fantastic mods and all the hardwork they've put into this already. Thank you all so much for this. The Fowldom is back baby!

So anyway, here's a little snippet of what I'm working on. I've posted to archive of our own and fanfiction.net as well. It's not all of what I have written, but merely a little teaser for those who might be interested. Comments are always appreciated! Trouble is still my fave even after all this time, so it's only right that I use this to give him the attention he deserves. 👌

Well that's it I suppose, there will be more to come for this fic and the full piece will be released in the zine! Keep an eye out for it in the coming months! There are so many amazing artists and writers working on this and I'm so honored to be working alongside of them!

Stay Fowl ya'll! ✌️😊

#artemis fowl #AFZine #a fowl mood #afzine #trouble kelp #artemisfowl #fowldom #artemis fowl fanfiction #fanfiction

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helly-watermelonsmellinfellon · 6 years

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Random anon here. I recently saw your ask about Severus Snape and I wanted to know, what are your reasons for supporting him? I'm not trying to start an argument I swear (personally he seems to fall more on the "love to hate" side of morality, but that's my opinion, not yours!) I'm just struggling to find my own opinion and I've seen both extremes on the topic. I realize this is kind of a racy question so feel free to just ignore me if'n ya want!

Okay, so I am not well off, and it was especially worse when I was younger. I grew up in a ghetto, on the worst side of the city. I didn’t have friends for the longest time. It was hard, and even then, I wasn’t aware of just how hard it truly was for my mom and I.

When reading Harry Potter, I never saw Severus as a bully. In fact, I just really didn’t take him seriously because he came off exactly as McGonagall, which is really strict. I’ve had teachers do far worse things than he’s ever done, so to me, Professor Snape was just really strict like a nun. At least he couldn’t hit the kids, which is different compared to the school I went to for years. Comparing my experiences at school, to his actions toward students, is nothing.

For the longest time I didn’t hold an opinion on him, other than why the hell does he care what happens to Harry if he doesn’t like him, you know?

PoA starts to put it together really. Dumbledore’s stupid comment in PS wasn’t really considered because I was more angry over Slytherin getting shafted out of points after being declared winners. (I was 6 when I saw the film the first time, and my sister was only a year older when she saw the film the first time and that was her first reaction too.)

But in PoA, Harry gets dragged into Snape’s office where he mouths off and Severus reveals that Harry’s father and his buddies nearly got him killed, and that whatever Dumbledore said, was greatly watered down to make James appear great. However, I was still very young and didn’t comprehend everything. Only that Remus literally admits at the end of the book, that Severus would have died because of Sirius using Remus to play an awful prank, and Dumbledore made Severus stay quiet about it, which wasn’t fair.

Sirius allows Severus’ unconscious form to bang into everything, Severus conjurs stretchers for everyone, including Sirius, and there was banging in sight.

In GoF Sirius tries to make him out to be someone super horrible but I couldn’t take him seriously because he obviously hates Severus and is really immature about it if we use the banging his head off of stuff as an example. How would he know that Severus was evil before coming to school?

The next time I truly consider him beyond that of a strict teacher, is in OotP when Harry rudely rifles through his memories and we see a scene that I have personal experience with. We see his ‘worst memory’, meaning it’s bad.

As stated earlier, I grew up in a ghetto. Mom and I were the only ‘white people’ in said ghetto that was African/Mexican. And while most people backed off when they learned that my sperm donor is a black man with many large, black brothers, some still bothered me. And when I transferred to the public Elementary School down the street, I wasn’t safe there either. I got bullied in my neighborhood, and bullied at school by the popular kids.

So we all know James was supposedly well-liked, meaning popular. And Severus wasn’t. And with how the series treats Slytherins, it’s not shocking Slytherins are bullied just for their House.

Severus is assaulted by 4 people on one, which annoyed me because I was used to that. Sometimes even more people. And if I fought back, they would claim I was the bully and try to get me in trouble at school. I had a bad reputation, and no one questioned the favorites because how could they ever do wrong?

The unfairness of a many on one scenario, made me so angry as a tween and to see him going through that just immediately put me off to James Potter. They held him down and choked him and stripped him, and a similar situation happened to me once in the park down the street where they struggled to pin me and managed to get only my pants off before I got free. 5 boys against 1 girl. Just because Severus has a dick, doesn’t mean the situation is any better with him in it.

James says he does it ‘because he exists’. Something else I’m familiar with. And then we get right from Lily’s own mouth, that the Marauders are arrogant and cocky and pick on anything just because they feel like it. She makes that observation. Severus saying a bad word once in the whole series wasn’t really enough to suddenly get me to hate him. I was disappointed with him, but was more hyped up at the time, on the fact that the great and wonderful Marauders, were just a group of bullies.

And then 1 chapter later, Sirius and Remus confirm EVERYTHING, but try to play it off as something simple. They said they never stopped bothering him, but that they got better at hiding it so Lily wouldn’t know. The bulling continued all throughout school. They graduated as bullies. It was very clear to me.

Effin wonderful.

And by the end of the book, we see that Severus was giving water to Umbridge instead of a truth serum. That he alerted the Order to Harry’s vision and told Sirius to remain behind on Dumbledore’s orders. That he went into the FoD to search for them when they didn’t return with Umbridge. He did all this when he didn’t have to.

I was a mixed bag of emotions in HBP because I don’t like Dumbledore at all so Severus killing him didn’t affect me in the least. His supposed betrayal though, hit hard and I was so sad. I read that book during the utter height of my Depression, so it was especially hard for a character that I formed a close bond with due to mutual experience, would truly be Voldemort’s man. This was before I understood that liking an evil character doesn’t make you evil. And it just contradicted all I knew about Severus’ actions during Harry’s school years and was difficult to come to grips with.

And yet in DH his actions made no sense. Sending Ginny to Hagrid for detention instead of to the Carrows? That was supposed to be a punishment when he knew they were friends?

And then all is revealed and we got more back story. He was just as poor as me, bullied before school even. Petunia bullied him for being poor. She bullied her own sister for having magic. Like, seriously, she’s horrible.

On the first day, James and Sirius began picking on him for wanting to be in Slytherin. They hadn’t even been sorted yet and they were already bothering him.

And I felt Lily, the Prefect, expecting him to control his Housemates who aren’t even his friends, wasn’t fair since he was at the bottom of the ranks in Slytherin for his blood status. She made no attempt to control the actions of the Marauders, which Remus didn’t either as he too was a Prefect. They actually had power in those situations and never used it, which isn’t Severus’ fault.

Dumbledore’s plan comes into the light and nooooo, Severus was never on Voldemort’s side! Thank God!

And then he died to see Voldemort taken down.

It was pretty cut and dry in my eyes. He worked for Dumbles the whole time, just to make up for his mistake.

I am much older now. I know more things. I am in a better mental state than I was when I finished HP. I love Voldemort and I am unashamed of it, because I know that I can like an evil character and not approve of their actions.

I have seen other people’s thoughts of Severus and looked at his actions from different points of view.

How he treats his students is still nowhere near to what I was used to growing up. From my personal experience, he was very easy on his students when in such a dangerous class. It however, is bullying. I know that now, and I am disappointed in it, though can understand that half is for show, and the other half is because he’s a bitter asshat.

I too am bitter. I don’t like kids. I hate people in general. I lack tolerance for most things that annoy me. I am not mentally healthy despite being better than I was.

Harry had similar experiences to Severus. People use him somehow coming out perfectly as the only possible example of an abuse victim to become. He is in fact, unrealistic. To the extreme.

I understand now why Severus is the way he is. I understand why I am the way I am. That will not excuse the shitty things we’ve done, but it makes sense. Our experiences shape us, and people expecting someone who went through what Severus went through, to come out fine, are stupid.

I connect to Severus Snape very deeply. And with wiser eyes, I can see even more problems deeply entrenched in the things that happened. The stripping of someone without consent is sexual assault for example. Every now and then I re-read and pick up the more abusive aspects of what I read, and Severus was on the receiving end of some terrible shit that people overlook or excuse.

And it angers me when people ignore his plights as a teen because to them, he was the world’s biggest bully as an adult. Yes, it’s immature that he took his justified anger at James out on Harry. No, it is not okay behavior. No, he is not the biggest bully to ever live. No, his actions to stop Voldemort are not diminished simply because he was an ass to kids. Yes, he earned his redemption for joining the Death Eaters by helping to end Voldemort. Plain and simple.

If people can blame 15 year old Severus for what he did then and in the future, I am allowed to hold the Marauders accountable for the shit things they did as teens. Simple concept.

My #Severus Snape tag would take you on a trip.

#Severus Snape #Snape

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