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ALICE LONGBOTTOM’S PATRONUS: SKUNK (corporeal)

Skunks are some of the most peaceful animals on the planet. They’re not afraid, they’re not mean, they’re not aggressive – they’re calm and confident and steady. This is because they don’t have much to fear. No predator with any brains messes with a skunk because skunks possess the ultimate weapon and every wild animals know this, and know not to tempt their wrath.

When a skunk raises its tail, you run.

There isn’t much that phases them, isn’t much that upsets them. Messing with their kits is one of those, and anyone who has made the mistake of crossing a skunk knows exactly how much suffering this small, innocuous little creature can bestow when its ire is raised. It’s the sort of stink that lingers in the memory even after it has – mercifully – at last faded from the nose.

Skunks aren’t bothered by it. Skunks aren’t bothered by much of anything…because they know there isn’t much that’s going to take the risk of bothering them. And those few creatures that do are likely to fast regret it.

Alice was a little startled when she saw the form her patronus took. Not being much of an animal person, she didn’t know enough about skunk personality or habits to realize how fitting the form was for her. The rest of the N.E.W.T.s-level D.A.D.A. class laughed a little at the “stinky animal,” although the fact that she was one of the first students to muster a fully corporeal patronus helped mitigate the potential for mockery.

The fact that Alice was never much of one to be bothered by light mockery helped, too. Everyone had learned quickly that she wasn’t much fun to bait and tease because she either shrugged and took it in stride or, when backed into a corner or pushed too far, struck back hard. Much like a skunk.

And much like a skunk, Alice is very protective of those she considers under her care. Her laid-back attitude evaporates at any sign of threat to them, and the full-force of her fighting instincts come out instead – usually much to the regret of whoever roused her wrath. Alice doesn’t pull her punches.

Maybe that’s why she’s been considering bolstering her dueling skills with Dark Magic these days. If she’s going to do what it takes to protect the people in her charge, then she needs to be ready to do whatever it takes to protect them. Even use the enemy’s weapons against them, if need be. After all, mama skunk doesn’t hold back when her kits are threatened, either.

It’s not difficult for Alice to cast a corporeal patronus, although it’s not as effortless as it was for a while there, either. In her first years of work as an Auror, her first years of marriage to Frank, the spell bubbled up almost effervescently, strong and steady and luminous. Dumbledore’s trick of attaching more than just happy thoughts but specific thoughts – and translating those thoughts into audible words – to the spell took a little bit to master, because Alice had become so comfortable and confident in casting the spell that tweaking it was difficult. But she figured it out, and now finds it an extremely useful trick. After all, a patronus is one thing the other side can’t fake, no matter what.

The war has cast a shadow over things of course, but Alice still has enough happy memories in her past – and as a trained Auror, is focused enough to channel her emotions when needed for her spellwork – that she can conjure a corporeal one even during the darkest or most stressful of times.

That doesn’t mean it’s quite as bright as it was, once. Doesn’t mean it’s quite as easy. But the light is still there, steady and stubborn. Even as the world seems to be falling down around Alice, the light is still there.

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found this in a tiktok comment section

“they were like the sun and moon, though they needed each other, they could never be out together”

I DARE YOU TO TELL ME IT ISNT NARCISSA AND ALICE

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marauder era playlists

🦌🌕⭐🐀

james "prongs" potter

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0FZ9DgWzhVISQASvkkROB7?si=X-T0OVlpSy6mOvZk3-JmQA&utm_source=copy-link

wolfstar (remus lupin/sirius black)

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/3dpi2OUsC0iYb4Il8lo4qX?si=5x9eRU22TjiBQyKl01amGw&utm_source=copy-link

#wolfstar #marauders #marauders era #harry potter #james potter #prongs #sirius black #padfoot #moony #mooney #remus lupin

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this is by far the best explanation of how asexuality and sexual attraction works

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sirius: oi prongs! get off my brother!

james: i'm trying!

#i dont even ship jegulus but i thought of this #sirius black #james potter #regulus black #jegulus #marauders #marauders era

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screenshots from conan gray's memories because he is just so sirius black

#conan gray #aesthetic

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"your cooking is so good, what's your secret?"

you say as you shovel mouthfuls into your mouth. I smile and shrug.

"My secret? Love"

I reply and as I turn away, I smile even more knowing that the real secret?

the real secret is having no idea what a recipe is and just throwing shit in as I go

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prinxiety prompt:

virgil and roman (strangers) trying to study in a library (or classroom etc.) and Roman has his headphones in, playing his music

Virgil taps Roman on the shoulder and says in an annoyed tone:

"your music is playing really loudly"

Roman, embarased, goes to turn it down and apologizes. before he can put his headphones back on, Virgil laughs a little.

"and musicals? really?"

#thomas sanders #sanders sides #roman x virgil #ts roman #roman sanders #ts virgil #virgil sanders #prinxiety

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fanart of Virgil in Romans jacket from the fanfic WhatYouCanStand by @manyfandomsonelog

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I am in love with Roman Reyes

[virgil gave him the necklace]

(If you haven’t read “What you can stand” on Ao3 please do it’s my favourite fic of all time and i love it far more then cannon it’s so well written and the final chapter was just posted after 2 years i cannot recommend it highly enough)

The very talented author: @manyfandomsonelog

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hsm fanarts in 2021? it's more likely thank you think

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lily evans wore a name badge for her first week of hogwarts and tried to make everyone else wear one

james immediately wore one to impress her and coaxed sirius, remus and peter to aswell

she tried to get severus wear his, but whenever he did it mysteriously got hexxed to read "smelliest snape" (before the ingenuious "snivellus" was thought into existence)

marlene and mary would doodle hearts and flowers onto theirs, and gave lily a little lily flower in the corner of hers. eventually they convinced sirius to draw his constellation on his

and soon the name badges became a competition for who can get the most flamboyant, most decorated badge

it definitely made it easier for mcgonagall to give out detentions to James F Potter for his badge that exploded with fireworks anytime anyone read it, and Lily J Potter, who's badge grew actual lilies when you said her name

#remus lupin #marauders #sirius black #james potter #lily evans #peter pettigrew #marlene mckinnon #mary macdonald #professor mcgonagall #minevra mcgonagall #minerva mcgonagall #drabble #marauders era #flowerpott #jily #severus snape

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Sirius was the best, out of the marauders, the gryffindors, his whole charms class, the muffliato charm, and that was unexpected and surprising for him for some reason.

when he first heard about it, he knew it could use it for so many exciting, mischievous things. at first, he'd cast them in classes to plot and scheme with his fellow marauders (or just talk about how down bad James had it for a certain ginger, or which mold Snivellus looked most like today)

then as he grew, he found it was wonderful for if he brought someone into his bed with the curtains drawn, while his roommates would pretend to be asleep more than usual. he would mumble it with ease as he stumbled down corridors, a messy hurricane of tangled limbs and didn't want to get caught in a broom closet (especially not with Moony, his very close very platonic friend)

everyone knew these reasons, but there was always one that no one knew. or at least, Sirius didn't think so.

when he gets certain letters signed The Noble and Most Ancient House of Black, when the youngest Black son sneers instead of smiling back, when something so little as McGonagall being genuinely disappointed in his class performance, he'll shield himself away with the curtains on his bed and the last thing anyone would hear would be:

"Muffliato!"

Surprisingly, Remus was the first to notice how Sirius would sound as he cast it. His usual confident demeanor would evaporate like the smoke from his stress cigarettes, and if you strained your ears (or just had unnaturally efficient hearing) you could hear how his voice broke off before the deafening silence the spell left behind.

It was fourth year, Regulus' birthday when Lupin figured out the greatest mystery of Sirius Black.

In his blind fury, a hasty hash that even James knew not to intervene with, Sirius' curtain rings screeched like a mandrake, followed by his best charm. But he had left a sliver open, only visible on Moony's side of the room.

Curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back.

Needless to say, satisfaction is not what Remus got from snooping.

Creeping, not to stir the storm (he had often wondering what he animagus form would be - he entertained the idea of a mouse), his eye hovered by the fabric separating him from his friend. He simply stood there for at least a minute, trying to figure out what was happening while the scene in front of him played on mute.

After a while, he got it.

Sirius' mouth was wide open, his eyes screwed shut so tight it was a wonder that he didn't have wrinkled like Dumbledore. His pale hands grasped and pulled at his covers, veins popping with stress and strain. Like drops of silver, thick, hot tears fell down the usually smiling (smirking more like) boy.

So this was how Sirius coped. When cigarettes, shagging and firewhiskey couldn't suffice, he would seal himself away and just scream.

The next morning, after Remus returned to his own cot, Sirius looked relatively normal, as in he didn't look like he was screaming his lungs out the night before. He croaked slightly when he replied to Peter with his usually cheery "Morning, Wormy." But passed it off as a cold.

Months and months after Remus' discovery, when they finally crossed the line of "non-queer platonic snogging" and shared a bed while wearing clothes more than once a week, Sirius had been called for a meeting with his brother in Slughorn's study. When he came back, he looks shaken and immediately made a move for his bed, his safe sanctuary and tried to draw the curtains, but before he could, Moony more or less threw himself onto the bed, facing Sirius.

"Talk to me."

Three little words. Three little words and Sirius could feel the walls he built up crumble.

That night, he did cast Muffliato. That night, he did cry. But that night, he didn't scream or yell or twist and tangle his bedsheets.

That night, instead of screaming until his throat was raw and crackling and felt like he swallowed a cactus, he just talked. He talked to Moony about what it was like in The Noble and Most Ancient House of Black, how him and his brother's relationship shredded a little bit more every year until now, when the young Regulus declared he no longer had a brother, it was severed like a tie being held onto like a lifeline. He talked about everything and anything - big things, small things. And when he woke up in the morning, voice soothingly not croaking like Frank's family toad, and in the safe confines of Remus' arms, he let himself smile.

#marauders #sirius black #remus lupin #wolfstar #projection #basically sirius screams as a coping mechanism #drabble #angst #hurt/comfort #regulus black #james potter

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do you celebrate valentines day?

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young sirius black cosplay :]

🌟🖤🌕

tiktok - @/batwinged.cherub

#marauders #Sirius black #young Sirius black #cosplay