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liarist · 9 months

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Phantoms and Whispers

Sirius Black

In the Prophet and various parts of the magical world, the news spread that Sirius Black had escaped from Azkaban, a criminal who killed a large number of Muggles, known for working for the one who must not be named. My parents warned me to be very careful, as there was a criminal on the loose, but I don't believe he would come to Hogwarts; it would be like turning himself in.

I boarded the train and looked for Theo in the carriages; fortunately, he was alone, which means we'll have a peaceful journey.

"Hello, Theo." I greeted him.

"You took longer than usual." he said. "Did something happen?"

"Just my parents warning me to be careful this year" I replied. "They're worried about the whole Sirius Black situation."

"Don't speak as if it's a trivial matter" he scolded. "He's a dangerous criminal on the loose."

"Yes, he's a criminal and all that, but do you really think he would come to Hogwarts? That would be like giving himself up." I said.

The train suddenly stops, confusing both of us. I look out the window, and there is still a stretch left to reach Hogwarts. The window edges start to frost, and the glass fogs up; the temperature drop has been too abrupt.

"Lock the door." I tell to Theo, and he obeys quickly.

I hug myself, rubbing my arms to warm up. The lights flicker slightly, and through the door window, we see a creature in a black cloak passing by. A shiver runs down my spine, and I stand still, waiting to see what's going on. The lights return to normal, and the train starts moving again.

"What are Dementors doing here?" I ask.

"They're searching for Sirius Black." Theo says. "You said it would be foolish for him to come to Hogwarts, but if he escaped from Azkaban, nothing else will be a problem for him. I believe it's obvious what he's looking for."

"To find Potter?" I ask, and he nods. "Poor Harry, at this rate, he won't have a peaceful year."

"I'll go to the restroom to put on my uniform; you can change here," he informs me before leaving the compartment.

I close all the curtains to change my clothes. When Theo returns, I'm finishing putting on my shoes. When we arrive at Hogwarts, we get off the train and head to the carriages.

"Do we have to travel with them?" I ask, looking at Draco Malfoy's group.

"Would you prefer to walk?" Theo responds.

"Fine, but if any of them say something stupid, I'll throw them out of the carriage, that's for sure."

I enter the carriage, and Theo looks ahead for a moment before joining me. He's one of the few who can see what pulls the carriages. He witnessed his mother's death in the past.

"Potter fainted on the train" Malfoy says. "He was surely scared by the Dementors."

"Can you talk about something other than Potter?" I ask to Malfoy. "I'm not interested in his existence, I don't need to know everything about him. So, I kindly ask you to shut your damn mouth."

"My father will know about this" he responds, causing me to burst into laughter.

"You say it like you're five years old," I mock.

Silence falls in the carriage; Malfoy doesn't say anything, and his entourage follows suit. The rest of the journey is quiet and calm.

In the Great Hall, we wait for the first-year students to be sorted before starting to eat.

"Welcome back to another year at Hogwarts," says Dumbledore. "I want to say a few words before we begin the feast. First, let's welcome the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Professor R. J. Lupin. Among other news, the beloved Care of Magical Creatures teacher, Professor Kettleburn, has decided to retire to spend more time with his remaining arm. So, let's welcome Rubeus Hagrid as the new Care of Magical Creatures teacher. Most students cheered with enthusiasm; Hagrid is indeed well-liked."

"Now, some not-so-pleasant news. By order of the Ministry, Hogwarts will be guarded by Dementors from Azkaban until further notice. The Dementors will be stationed at every entrance. Although they claim not to interfere in daily activities, be cautious; Dementors feed on your fears and cannot differentiate their prey from someone who gets in their way. I must tell all students not to provoke them. It is not in a Dementor's nature to forgive. But don't forget, happiness can be found even in the darkest of times if one only remembers to turn on the light."

"That was quite poetic" says a ghost not far from me, a different kind of ghost from those at Hogwarts. Only I can see this one.

"Are you alright, Ara? You seem somewhere else" says Theo.

"I was just thinking about Dumbledore's speech" I reply.

I begin to overhear some whispers from women saying that Sirius escaped from Azkaban, and they are happy about it. I'll have to talk to Dumbledore about this.

"Will you tell me which electives you chose? You left me curious" Theo asks.

"Ancient Runes, Arithmancy, and Care of Magical Creatures" I answer.

"So, you don't like Divination, but you like Arithmancy?" he guesses.

"You know the answer very well" I respond.

"I have two guesses: either Divination is at the same time as Ancient Runes, or you prefer to work with a more reliable foundation like numbers" he replies.

"You're right on both counts. What electives did you choose?" I ask.

"The same as you, and I also joined the extracurricular study of Ancient Studies. Judging by your reaction, I assume you're also in Ancient Studies" he says with a smile.

"What's the first class? I haven't seen the complete schedule because I'm afraid to find out how many classes we share with Gryffindor" I say.

"We start with Ancient Runes and then have Care of Magical Creatures with Gryffindor" he replies.

"Some people just like to see the world burn. They know that snakes and lions don't get along, so why insist on putting a million classes together? In the end, it just backfires" I comment.

"Well, then, when you graduate from Hogwarts, you'll work on something to change that" he suggests.

"Theo! You sounded just like my father!" I protest. "I don't plan on working on anything related to the school" I assert.

The first class went quite well. Nothing is more interesting to me than Ancient Runes; it's a subject that truly captivates me. On the other hand, Arithmancy is something I take just to see what happens. Care of Magical Creatures also catches my attention. There are hundreds of different creatures, each requiring a unique approach. Every creature is a new world to explore.

The Care of Magical Creatures class started at Hagrid's house before heading to the forest. The book we were given seemed special; it looked like it had a life of its own, as if it had teeth and everything.

"Open your books to page 49" Hagrid instructs. I look at my book for a moment, unsure of what to do.

"How are we supposed to open this?" Draco asks.

"Stroke its spine" Hagrid responds.

"This place is a mess," Draco says, along with his group. I can't help but roll my eyes. "I'll tell my father that Dumbledore put this fool in charge of the class."

"Shut up, Malfoy." says Potter, walking towards Draco challengingly.

Draco approaches in the same manner, making funny faces, and then points behind Potter.

"Dementor, Dementor" Draco says. Everyone turns around, and when they see nothing, they look back at Draco, who now wears a cloak, saying "Boooo" to scare them.

"What a bunch of idiots and immature people we have as classmates," I comment.

I move away from them with Theo to start the class.

"Hagrid, what animal is that?" Ron asks.

"This, Ron, is a Hippogriff; they are very proud creatures" Hagrid explains.

The creature is about the size of a horse, a mix between a horse and a bird. It has wings and beautiful feathers. It seems like the kind of creature that once it trusts you, it's fiercely loyal. The kind that doesn't forget if you've done something good for them.

Theo pulls me back a few steps, and I look around; everyone has moved back except Potter.

"Well done, Harry! Come here!" Hagrid exclaims. Potter approaches the Hippogriff and bows, the creature imitating him. Hagrid helps Potter mount the Hippogriff.

"Don't pull its feathers; it won't like that" Hagrid advises.

"I wish I could ride it" I say.

"Are you sure about that?" Theo ask. "Potter's face doesn't say that he liked it"

"It's so much like his father" A blonde girl nearby says. She isn't wearing the school uniform, which makes me curious. I stare at her for a few seconds, and she turns to look at me. "Can you see me? I'm not sure if this is right" she says before disappearing.

When Potter returns and dismounts the Hippogriff, his Gryffindor classmates applaud him. Draco, who I assume is green with envy, approaches the creature roughly, causing it to startle and hit Draco's arm with its paw.

"It broke my arm! I'm dying!" Draco exclaims. "You'll pay for this, you and your damn chicken."

"Draco, the drama queen. More injury means more time in the infirmary, which translates to not seeing Draco," I comment.

"That equation has two answers," Theo says, "either not seeing Draco or having him whining all day."

"I hate it when you're right."

"Meaning always?" he jokes.

"Don't get clever with me, not with me," I say. "I have to go talk to Dumbledore before dinner. Can you survive without me?"

"Just go," he tells me, and I laugh.

I hurry to Dumbledore's office. The sooner I go, the quicker I'll be free. Wait, what was the password again? Lemon Sorbet? Lemon Pie? Lemon Curd? Anything with lemon is a good password, according to Dumbledore.

"Oh, Miss Fawley, a pleasure to see you. Were you coming to my office?" he asks.

"Yes, Professor Dumbledore, there are some things I'd like to discuss with you in private," I say. Inside his office, I explain about my inherited ability and what I've been seeing and hearing.

"By the way, you describe it, I believe you're talking about Miss Marlene McKinnon. She was a former student here, died in an attack by Death Eaters several years ago." he explains. "She was a friend of Harry Potter's mother."

"I understand. What should I do, Professor?" I ask.

"There's much you're not telling me, but you needn't say it. I already know. For now, I can offer you a small help. If you ever feel overwhelmed, there's an entrance to the Shrieking Shack beneath the Whomping Willow. There you can be alone, and if you ever feel the need to scream, you can do so freely. Just be careful, and I'll teach you a spell to pass safely."

"Thank you, Professor."

As planned, I arrive at the Great Hall before dinner. There seems to be some commotion, so I approach the crowd to find out what's going on. Out of the corner of my eye, I see a copy of the Prophet on the Gryffindor table with the news that Sirius Black was spotted nearby.

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kizzer55555 · 23 days

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DP x DC: The Most Dangerous Card Game

Ok so Danny has essentially claimed earth as his. And he is fully aware that there are constant threats to the planet. Now he can’t stop a threat that originates on earth (that’s something he’ll leave to the Justice league) but he can do something about outside threats. Doing some research on ancient spells, rituals, and artifacts, he cast a world wide barrier on the planet to protect it from hostile threats so they cannot enter. This will prevent another Pariah Dark incident. However, barriers like this come at a price. You see, there are two ways to make a barrier. Either make one powered up by your own energy and power (which would be constantly draining) or set up a barrier with rules. The way magic works is that nothing can be absolutely indestructible. It must have a weakness. The most powerful barriers weren’t the ones reinforced with layer after layer of protective charms and buffed up with power. Those could eventually be destroyed either by being overpowered, wearing them down, or by cutting off the original power source. No, the most powerful barriers were the ones with a deliberate weakness. A barrier indestructible except for one spot. A cage that can only be opened from the outside. Or that can only be passed with a key or by solving a riddle. So Danny chooses this type of barrier and does the necessary ritual and pours in enough power to make it. And he adds his condition for anyone to enter.

Now the Justice league? Find out about the barrier when Trigon attempts to attack, they were preparing after he threatened what he would do once he got to earth. How he would destroy them. The Justice league tried to take the fight to him first but were utterly destroyed, so they retreated home to tend to their injuries, and fortify earth for one. Last. Stand. Only when Trigon makes his big entrance…he’s stopped.

The Justice league watch in awe as this thin see-through barrier with beautiful green swirls and speckled white lights like stars apears blocking Trigon and his army’s advance. The barrier looks so thin and fragile yet no matter how hard the warlord hits, none of his attacks can get through and neither can he damage said barrier. That’s when Constantine and Zatanna recognizes what this barrier is. Something only a powerful entity could create. For a moment, the league is filled with hope that Trigon can’t get through yet Constantine also explains that it’s not impenetrable. And clearly Trigon knows this too for he calls out a challenge.

And that’s when, in a flash of light, a tiny glowing teenager appears. He looked absolutly minuscule compared to Trigon and yet practically glowed with power (this isn’t a King Danny AU though).

And that is when the conditions for passing the barrier are revealed. And the Justice realize that the only thing stopping Trigon and his army from decimating earth. The only way he can get through….is by beating this glowing teenager in a card game.

Not just any card game though. The most convoluted game Sam, Danny, and Tucker invented themselves. It’s like the infinite realms version of magic the gathering, combined with Pokémon, and chess. And Danny is the master. So sit down Trigon and let’s play.

(The most intense card game of the Justice league’s life).

After Danny wins, this happens a few more times with outer word beings and possibly even demons attempting to invade earth, yet none have been able to beat the mysterious teenager in a card game. Constantine might even take a crack at it and try to figure out how to play. He’s really bad though. Every time this happens, the Justice league worry that this might be the time the teenager looses. Yet every time, he wins (even if only barely).

Meanwhile, Danny, Sam, and Tucker have gotten addicted to the game and play it almost daily. Some teachers might seem them playing the game are are like ‘awww how cute’ not realizing this game is literally saving the world. Jazz is just happy they aren’t spending as much time on their screens playing Doomed.

#DPxDC #dcxdp #Danny makes a card game to save the world.#Technically he worded the ritual so that they had to ‘beat’ him as those are the most powerful barriers and most reliable.#keys can just get lost or stolen (like the one to Pariah’s Coffin)#A riddle would be useless once someone figured out the answer. Like how no one takes the sphynx seriously anymore.#(Sorry Tuck. But it’s true).#And there is NO WAY Danny is just leaving a hole open for anyone to pass through. No thank you!#So…beating him. But it’s not like Danny wanted to fight so…he edited the ritual a TINY bit. Card games are good. Much less painful too.#Danny Tucker and Sam made the most complicated card game they could imagine.#It’s based on their strategies for fighting ghosts. Capturing them in thermoses. And MUCH based on a on field battle strategy.#It often requires spontaneous thinking on the spot. So Danny? In his ELEMNT. It doubles as practice for his actual ghost battles too.#They had SO much fun making this.#Sam added an entire series of plant cards that act as traps and healing ointments and duds that just take up the field.#Tucker added legitimate hyroglyphics combined with Latin as well as English and ghost speak.#Yes. You actually have to speak that language to play. With proper pronunciation. (Amity Parker’s think the three are talking gibberish.)#I headcanon Sam and Tucker are fluent in Ghost.#Constantine WILL figure this game out SO HELP HIM!#Some of the cards also have combinations related to constellations either in name or placement on the board.#By the way the board is based on a Hexagonal summoning circle with Rhunes along the edges #And the placement of the cards on the board and on what rhune MATTERS.#Also the cards move disintegrate and have certain abilities. Think of Harry Potter Wizard Chess.#But they are normal when Danny plays at school. This is just for ✨effect✨ Against invaders.#Danny faces multiple opponents. He also halts alien invasions.#While Danny COULD stop crime on earth he’s not sure how to fight a normal human and hold back so he sticks to ghosts.#The Justice league are going crazy trying to figure out who this entity is and after deep research are convinced this is some sort of #Ancient being who has protected earth for millenia. They have paintings on ruins and everything.#Danny is not aware they think this.#Raven starts praying to Danny as if he is a god and wrangles the other Teen Titans into doing so as well. Danny is still unaware of this.#Danny is not a King or an ancient. Just a very VERY strong ghost.

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moronicromantic · 2 years

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“english isn’t my first language sorry for any mistakes” —proceeds to write the most beautiful work of art ever created with grammar ten times better than an english professor

#if an author says english isn’t their first language #that’s how you KNOW it’s good #the punisher #the darkling #logan delos #daredevil #marvel #harry potter #criminal minds #spiderman #remus lupin #sirius black #spencer reid #peter parker #billy russo #aaron hotchner

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maralarsen · 21 days

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Does he love me? >⁠.⁠<🎀

~Theodore Nott x reader~

WARNING: cursing

Fluff/Little angst

° | friends to lovers| °

° |Summary: Theo starts to be too nice and the reader wants to solve it

° | I'm starting to feel that my stories are boring even though I've only written 3 of them and one of them is supposed to have a sequel

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"Who ever thought that the important books would be the highest," I jumped to grab the book on the elixir, but of course like the two attempts before and now I missed. "Sh*t!" I sinned, "pretty girls shouldn't swear."

I turned at the sound of a rather familiar voice. "Theo stop kidding and help me," why am I jumping for a book when he just reaches out and has it right away.

"Try to ask," he said with a smirk.

"I can see how much you enjoy watching me struggle with my height, Mr. Supreme!" but he just smiled and sat down on the nearest chair. He probably won't really help me if I don't ask.

Well, I'm sorry, but I'm not one of "his girls" who will ask him for something. I've known Theo long enough to not be naive that he likes me even though I had him. It's too much to say that I she could admit that at all.

But I'm not going to ask him for one stupid book.

CHAIR.

God, why didn't I think of that sooner. I walked over to the chair that was next to him, on which he was sitting, and moved it to the bookshelf.

"Why don't you just use a wand?" he asked me. "Because I probably forgot it?!" I reached for the book and took it in my hand, "ha, finally!" I raised my hands in the air as a sign of victory and I jumped from my chair to push her to her place.

"What are you planning for the evening?" I turned to face him, "I definitely don't intend to sleep under the image of God." I answered his question truthfully.

I wasn't the type to go to a party and then go to sleep and wake up in someone else's bed in the morning.

"Too bad, I thought you would come today," I raised an eyebrow at him, "and why?" he smiled at me and got up from his chair and slowly walked towards me.

He brushed a stray strand of my (c/h) hair out of my face and tucked it into place, behind my ear. "I don't even know myself, I had a feeling that you would say yes this time," I looked at him in disbelief, I was shocked by his actions.

There was always a friendly atmosphere between us and none of us ever crossed it. Why he suddenly behaves like that is strange to me.

"But as you can see I said no," I pulled away from him and left the library with the book in my hands.

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A week later:

Interactions with Theo became more and more frequent.

Touching hands more often while walking. Hugging more often when saying goodbye. More frequent peeking during class. And more often compliments.

It didn't bother me because one side of me screamed after every touch of his, but the other warned me against this and shouted to be careful.

But as it usually happens with a teenage girl in love, the first page won me over. I longed for his touch, for his caress, for every compliment. He was literally making me a desperate pile of misery. Well, I didn't show anything on the outside. At least I tried, I don't know if it really worked.

I wanted to talk to him about this. Because all he gave me was a sweep. I didn't know what to expect from him. Is he serious or just kidding?

This is how I ended up in Pansy's room. "Pansy please give me some advice," I begged her with desperation in my voice. "I think you should go see him…ouch!" she tried to give me advice while doing her makeup for today's Slytherin party.

Unfortunately, this combination ended with a pencil sticking into her eye. "Are you okay?" "Ow. Hey, I just pricked myself, shit." she put the pencil down and sat on the bed next to me. "Listen, go after him," "but what if he..." I started playing with the laces on my sweatshirt.

"No problem! F*ck you woman, you're only young once, so f*ck him if you love him. And also everything points to the fact that he loves you too!" I looked at her.

"But what if I don't love him, what if it's just an infatuation that we'll regret later?!" I threw up my hands. That's what I was most afraid of, that it was just an infatuation, nothing more than a little romance. And I will hurt him and our friendship.

“Listen, (y/n/n)! If you didn't love him and it was just a romance, just an infatuation, you wouldn't be despairing over it now. You wouldn't care. And something tells me he feels the same way. At this time she's always on the astronomical tower smoking." I smiled at her and hugged her.

"Why did I deserve you Pans, thank you!" she grabbed my hands and said: "You'll thank me later now run," definitely I didn't hesitate any longer and ran to the door.

I literally ran through the corridors to get to the astronomical tower as soon as possible and catch him there. When I finally got there, I stopped in front of the stairs. What if he rejects me...NO! Enough of the doubt it's now or never!

I confidently walked up the stairs. I saw him leaning against a pillar smoking. My self-confidence left me the moment he noticed me and put out his cigarette. "What are you doing here?" he asked me. "Theo, we need to talk!" he raised his eyebrows "Did I do something?" Yes you did! I walked closer to him "Damn you realize what you're doing to me. The unexpected affection. Why Theodore, why now. If you just want me in bed then do it right now stop. Because you won't get me there even though I love you so much that I'm afraid to admit it to myself. God, you can't even imagine how much I was bothered by all those girls clinging to you and..." it was so fast that I didn't even have time to react .

One moment he was leaning against a pillar the next his lips were on mine. It was a kiss worth a million unheard words. A kiss that confirmed mutual affection.

He pulled away first with his right hand on my waist and his left on my face. When did he manage to put them there? "F*ck! You don't even realize how long I wanted to kiss you. Feel your lips on mine. I love you. And I'm finally not afraid to admit it. I've loved you since the day I saw you for the first time, even though as an 11-year-old I didn't even realize it and didn't know what love was. Hence all the affection. That's why now. Because when I saw you in that library. That's when I realized that I don't want anyone but you. Only you and your personality." when he spoke, I couldn't believe his words. I had never seen so many emotions in his eyes in my life.

"Theo I don't know what to say," I dreamily looked into his stormy blue eyes.

"Don't say anything just love me. Love me like your life depends on it because I already do," he loves me.

Theodore Nott loves me! Me!

Now I wanted only one thing: "Kiss me." Please!" I begged him. "Are you seriously begging? You (y/n) (y/l)?" "Yes please. And now please do it!" He smirked and his lips met mine, but now with more softness than if they were made of glass and he has to take care of them and protect them so they don't break.

I kissed him back and my hands tangled in his hair and they pulled him closer. He pushed me against the wall in return. I finally felt complete as if I had always belonged in his arms.

I pulled away from his hungry mouth "I love you! Theodore Nott," "I love you too (y /n) (y/l). More than you can imagine," I smiled at him and pressed my forehead to his.

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• English is not my first language, so I apologize in advance for the mistakes

• If you have any requests for a story, write to me ☺️

#theodore nott #slytherin boys #harry potter x reader #harry potter fanfiction #harry potter #harry potter fandom #theo nott #theo nott x reader #theodore nott imagine #theodore nott x reader #theodore nott x you #theodore nott x y/n #theodore nott x slytherin!reader #theo nott x y/n #theo nott x you #theo nott imagine #english is not my first language

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syndromealice-blog · 3 months

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Yes.

Neville was bullied by his grandma. Literally, this mad bitch said Neville is not as good as his parents while they were in the psychiatric ward not even remembering their own son.

Macgonagall always seems to be annoyed by Neville. She talks with him like he is worse than any student.

But Snape got all shit. First of all, there is no normal teacher in Hogwarts, they are all problematic. Second, Snape is a potion teacher. Potions are very dangerous and Neville puts everyone in danger. Of course Snape is pissed off.

I don’t say it’s okay to be so stern and mean to literally children. But come on, why Snape got all shit while there are worse teachers. And I am not even talking about fake Moody or Lockhart. Or Quirrell.

Hagrid was a bad teacher. He puts his students in danger. Lupin was a bad teacher, he didn’t drink potion and could kill any student. Trewlany literally says to the children they will die tragically.

Boohoo, Snape is the worst because he called Neville an idiot and was angry with him.

Hermione had a boggart as Macgonagall and I don’t think that’s healthy studying.

But when there is an ugly man, who isn’t nice, that’s the problem. And because of what? Because snaters don’t have brains.

Also I don’t think that means Snape isn’t kind. Man literally does anything to protect children from dying and tortures. I could write a whole new book why Snape is kind character but honestly I don’t have so much time lol

#severus snape #pro snape #snape defense #snape fandom #harry potter #hp #snapedom #snape community #snape content #sorry for any mistakes it’s late already and English isn’t my first language lol

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silverystardustt · 6 months

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“Words! Mere words! How terrible they were! How clear, and vivid, and cruel! One could not escape from them. And yet what a subtle magic there was in them! They seemed to be able to give a plastic form to formless things, and to have a music of their own as sweet as that of viol or of lute. Mere words! Was there anything so real as words?” - The Picture of Dorian Gray

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cinematic-literature · 4 months

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Saltburn (2023) by Emerald Fennell

Book title: Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows (2007) by J. K. Rowling

#jacob elordi #saltburn #emerald fennell #harry potter and the deathly hallows #books in movies #english literature #j. k. rowling

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pearlynia · 3 months

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I love how both Harry Potter and Marauders fans has all sorts of disagreements but we can all agree that Umbridge is no better than a stinky trashcan but at least a trashcan is useful.

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somecunttookmyurl · 2 years

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"english speakers vastly overestimate the spread of so called '''world literature'''. dracula isn't that well known you just think it is because you speak english"

yes this is an english language thing. famously only native spanish speakers know don quixote. only italians know the divine comedy. only french speakers know les miserables or dangerous liaisons. war and peace? knowledge of that never left russia. don't know what you're talking about. never heard of her

stories are known for never becoming widespread actually

#ma'am you not knowing a story that has been adapted hundreds of times across many forms of media in A GREAT MANY LANGUAGES #has nothing to do with it originally being in english #yes it has been printed - many times - in that person's native language i checked #bet you £100 they know harry potter

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standingappa · 15 days

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headcannon that albus is a math genius he just never knew because they don’t teach fucking math at hogwarts

#scorbus #scorpius malfoy #albus severus potter #harry potter #hpcc #headcannon as well that after mcgonagall retires the new headmaster implements normal fucking classes like MATH and english #how u gonna teach only magic these kids are going to be dumb asf #HOW ARE YOU NOT GOING TO TEACH MATH AT HOGWARTS???? whoooooo is managing the finances of wizarding companies because it sure as hell is not #goblins

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the-luna-scamander · 8 days

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Omg: I saw an absolute stunning show yesterday in Hamburg and the emergency cover of Albus, Nikko Forteza, was amaaazing. There were so many small scorbus coded details in his acting. It was insane:

A few examples:

- At the owlery when Scorpius and Albus sit next to each other, their hands were almost touching. In an glimpse of an eye Albus tries to grab Scorpius Hand but stopped.

- When Scorpius told Albus at the owlery that he wasn't by his side in V-World but he was fighting with him in his heart, Albus comes sooo close to Scorpius' face and he turnes his head a little...like they almost kiss until Delphi disturbs.

- don't have to adress the heartbreaking screams when Delphi tortures Scorpius

- In Godrics Hallow, when they hide because James and Lilly showed up Albus cuddles into Scorpius chest.

- Albus told Ginny in St. Geromes that he thought he likes Delphi and she's like, yeah but now you're getting clear about some things, he turns around and looked up to Scorpius who's standing at the front door of the church.

- During the fight albus walks over to Scorpius at the left door and grabs his face to get sure, he's okay

- After their last hug, when they separated he does the self-hugging at the stairs and also kind of a winner-pose. Just like "yes, he's my boyfriend now".

There was sooo much tension between Scorpius and Albus. I freaked out!

#sorry for my bad english #scorpius malfoy #scorbus #harry potter and the cursed child #cursed child #albus x scorpius #albus severus potter #harry potter #albus severus x scorpius #harry potter next generation #scorpius hyperion malfoy #scorbusisreal #i think about it all the time #hp next gen #harry potter cursed child #cursedchild #the cursed child #scorpius

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liarist · 10 months

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Phantoms and Whispers

Prologue no warnings

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, since I was little, I always wanted to go there. I wanted to learn as much as possible, to be the best, which of all. My parents believed I would be sorted into Ravenclaw, but they were very wrong.

Most of my family has been in Hufflepuff, except for my mother, who didn't even study at Hogwarts. She studied magic and witchcraft at a school in Portugal. I still don't understand how my parents met, maybe it was during a vacation. The important thing is that I inherited something curious from my mother's side. No, I'm not talking about lycanthropy. My mother's family has a few seers, not those who see the future, but more like mediums, people who can see and communicate with the dead. I inherited the sight, and not only that, I could also sense when someone was going to die. I didn't have these visions when I was little, but as I grew up, they started happening, subtly but consistently.

"You can trust Dumbledore," my father had told me. "He always knows what to do. He can help you there."

The first year at Hogwarts is always exciting for everyone, so it's normal for there to be some commotion on the train. But that year, there was more excitement than usual because of Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived, starting his first year. Everyone wanted to know which house he would be sorted into.

I remember Draco Malfoy trying to convince him to join his group, but he didn't succeed. Potter ended up staying with Ron Weasley. When it was time for the sorting, they started calling us one by one in alphabetical order. When I sat down and Professor McGonagall placed the Sorting Hat on my head, it took its time to decide which house I belonged to. Finally, it told me I was in Slytherin. The rest is a blur in my memory, as if it all happened in fast-forward. I reacted to the applause from the Gryffindor house. Harry Potter had been sorted into the house of the lions.

My first days at Hogwarts were lonely. Most of the snakes already had their cliques formed before arriving, and people from other houses didn't usually hang out with us, which left me in that situation.

I met Theodore Nott thanks to the potions class. While everyone else was talking, he was reading a book at his desk. Since there was no place for me to sit, I went to sit next to him, intending not to bother him too much.

Snape was strict, but he was a very good teacher.

"You're doing it wrong," Theo told me. "Let me explain."

"Thanks. By the way, I'm Aramia."

"Theo."

That was our first conversation, him telling me I was doing things wrong. Throughout the rest of the class, we continued talking in whispers to avoid being caught by Snape. During free time, we had the opportunity to get to know each other a little more. Theo was my first and only friend. We grew closer and closer to the point where it was hard not to see us together.

I would be lying if I said it was a perfect year. There were dramas and stupid conflicts between Malfoy and Potter, which I stayed out of, quietly scolding Malfoy every time he made us lose points.

When we thought we had won the House Cup, Dumbledore started giving points to Gryffindor, making them the winners.

"He might as well have given points to Potter for breathing," I said dryly.

Second year wasn't easy, and I don't mean because the classes were difficult, but because of the Chamber of Secrets incident. Slytherin was under scrutiny, as was Potter, who spoke Parseltongue in front of everyone.

We can't forget the great Defense Against the Dark Arts professor we had. Note the sarcasm. I suppose there's no worse teacher than him. He took credit for other people's work. How did he do it? With an Obliviate charm.

Malfoy joined the Quidditch team just to annoy Potter and show off the amount of money he had by buying Nimbus 2001 broomsticks. Anyway, my second year at Hogwarts was over, and now it was time to start the third year.

#fanfic #ao3 #wattpad #harry potter fandom #harry potter fanfiction #harry potter #regulus black #regulus x reader #Harry potter english

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mysmuttyy · 4 months

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LORENZO BERKSHIRE

#louis partridge #lorenzo berkshire #hp fancast #mysmutty #harrypotter #slytherin boys #lord tewkesbury #enola holmes #english actress #english #harry potter fancast

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steddieforlyfe-defunked · 8 months

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Marlene: *walks into the common room* Marlene: why does it smell like cigarettes in here? *James and Regulus making out in the corner* Marlene: Marlene: oh, that makes sense

#because fag means cigarette #in british english #marauders incorrect quotes #harry potter incorrect quotes #jegulus #regulus black #james potter #regulus x james #james x regulus #harry potter #marauders #marauders era #starchaser #sunseeker

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maralarsen · 23 days

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He is my misfortune 🎀

~Lorenzo Berkshire x reader~

WARNING: cursing

°Nepriateľ milovníkov°

Fluff

Summary : You unhappily end up tutoring a boy who brings you more misery than life itself

• |Reader is in Hufflepuff

• | I plan to make another part/parts. But I don't know if you will like this part, so I'll see 🎀

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Lorenzo Berkshire. A lot of people think of this name as a smiling face of a boy who is always positive, laughing and sometimes even kind. The only thing that comes to mind with this name is disaster. Everywhere he goes something always goes wrong. Either I'm unlucky with him or I really don't know anymore.

For example, my Hufflepuff friends and I were in Hogsmeade. It was cold, so we went to the Three Broomsticks to warm up like every student at Hogwarts. A pleasant atmosphere prevailed there, at least I felt pleasant until I saw his face. At that moment, I sighed and realized that another problem was on the way.

We sat down at the table next to his. And why ? The reason was clear. Berkshire wasn't sitting there alone, he was there with his crew. For my friends, it was literally a feast for their eyes. I don't understand what they like about guys who just drink, smoke and change girls like socks.

That's not my type at all. I'd rather have some nice boy who likes to cuddle, go on cute dates, buy me flowers and..."What the f*ck?!" I was snapped out of my reverie about a boy who might not even exist by the boy who was the most annoying to me. nerves. "Sh*t Berkshire watch out! Great, I'm all wet now," oh of course who else but Berkshire could have tripped over his own feet and spilled butterbeer on me. "I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to, this really wasn't on purpose," Berkshire apologized with a smile on his face.

I heard how his friends started laughing in the back, especially Malfoy, another icon of the school. I wanted to cry. I don't understand why he always has to do this to me. "I said sorry, don't be so relational, it's just beer, it will dry out," I looked at him in disbelief.

"Yes, it will dry out. But it's your fault that it's wet!" I stood up and left the room. Why does he always have to do this to me? Fool. I got on the first carriage I saw and went back to the castle.

This happened about a month ago, I'm currently sitting in the library completing an assignment on herbology. I really don't enjoy this subject, but somehow I still manage it. Unlike Berkshire. Whatever he is, I feel sorry for him. He's been sitting here in the library since lunch, and I can see he's still doing the same thing, with a herbology book spread out in front of him.

During that time, I managed to make elixirs, astrology and now also herbology. Maybe I would help him, but that's what he needs. Unfortunately, the butter beer cannot be washed off. He's lucky he covered my old sweatshirt and not a new one.

Curfew is in a moment. I pack my things in my bag and I look at Berkshire, but he is already looking at me. Why is he looking at me? Better do your homework, moron. I smirk, take my bag and leave the library.

The next day I enter the greenhouses, as I expected, I had a good homework and so did the others except Berkshire. "Mr. Berkshire, I don't want to worry you, but you're failing Herbology," Mrs. Sprout said sternly. Berkshire didn't say anything, just stared blankly at the ground. "Are you going to do anything about it, Mr. Berkshire?" the teacher asked him. "

Well...I...I don't know..." Mrs. Spraut just sighed and announced: "Mr. Berkshire, I suggest that someone tutor you. He will tutor you for 3 weeks, 2 times a week. And I already know who ." She suddenly turned her gaze to me. Wait. NOT. He probably can't be serious. After all, one more moment in the same room with him, and that boy will set my hair on fire with his happiness.

"M...Mind..Mind me?" I stammered back to her. "Huh? Do you have a problem with that Mrs. (y/l/n)???" "Um, no?" I replied, more of a question than an answer, "excellent! You can leave at the end of class!"

What on earth did she dip it in, and why me? I ran out of the greenhouses into the corridor to make it to the next class. "Hey! Wait!" "oh god what do you want?" I turned to face Berkshire. "Wouldn't you like to go...ah!" I reached for his shirt and pulled him to the side "You were standing in way, Lorenzo," "Oh, thank you." So wouldn't you like to go for a beer with me? We could..." "No! There's no way I'm going anywhere with you anymore. The last time you had a beer in your hand, it ended on me. So no!" I said even before he could finish the sentence and I turned to leave "Jesus, you're terrible," he said with a laugh in his voice "but I still don't like you!" I said and went into the corridor.

As I expected, it happened. He chased me. "Why are you following me like a lost puppy?" "I was waiting for you to calm down," I looked at him in disbelief. "You're kidding, aren't you?!" "When was I kidding," he replied with a grin. I swear if that boy was closer I would slap him. "Oh well, well. So what do you want so urgently that you're chasing me," "I just wanted to ask about the date of the first meeting," he said quietly. "Why didn't you ask right away?"

"Because you didn't let me talk you into it?! Did you!?" that bastard... "When is convenient for you?" I asked him with a sigh. "Whenever you want, I can do it any time," "Then Wednesdays and Fridays. I want to have peace from you during the weekend," "Mrs. (y/l/n)'s order!" he turned and left. Oh god it's going to be a month.

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• | This is my second story so I apologize for any mistakes + English is not my first language ✨

#slytherin boys #harry potter x reader #lorenzo berkshire x reader #lorenzo berkshire #lorenzo berkshire x you #enzo berkshire #enzo x reader #enzo berkshire x reader #enzo berkshire x you #enzo berkshire fluff #fluff #enemy to lovers #tutor #english is not my first language #hp fandom #harry potter fanfiction #harry potter fandom

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James' in a hurry, running the corridors of the castle without much attention. He's terribly late to his class with McGonagall. His breathing is already a bit labored, he's been running quite a bit, the place he was and his class are on completely opposite sides of the castle.

And James forgot all about when he went there, but fuck if he's not remembering next time.

He bursts through the classroom's door, his wand thrown hastily somewhere in his backpack, alongside his books. His glasses are a little bit crooked from all the running, he sets them right and looks up to Minnie's stern gaze. He throws at her a little, sheepish grin. And her gaze softens just a little.

"I'm really sorry, Professor!" He says, and remembers the rest of his clothes, they're messy just like his hair. He tries to fix his tie, while putting his things on his seat next to Sirius. Sirius, who's looking at him like he's grown a second head, but amused all the same. It makes James frown a little, confused. Then, he hears Minnie's voice again, in the dead silent classroom:

"Mr. Potter, I was not aware of your resort into another House." She says, and looks pointedly to his tie, and James looks down with her. And— oh. It's a green tie. Slytherin tie. He can feel his face heating up the more she looks. He bites his lips and hears his classmates laugh a little, sees Sirius at his side laughing too, and he already knows he will never live it down.

"I—" James starts, but never finishes. There's another commotion on the classroom door he just came through, he looks up and it's him.

Regulus. He and his friends are standing at the door, James' red, Gryffindor's tie clutched tight in his hands. His face is also red, just like James' and his tie, and his beautiful curly hair is a mess. James can also see Barty, Evan, Pandora and Dorcas behind him. They're laughing just like everyone, and Evan gives Regulus a little push that makes him completely enter the room. He gets even more red.

"Excuse me, Professor. I came to get my— my tie." He stutters a little, and says it in a small voice. He's looking everywhere but James and Minnie. Regulus' blushing is already spreading down his pale neck, and James can't take his eyes off him. He's so bloody pretty, James thinks. There's a love bite escaping the collar of his uniform shirt, his top buttons still undone from where James' hands and mouth passed through earlier.

"May as well, Mr. Black. And make sure this will not happen again." Minnie says, waving her wand hand in James' direction. James, who hasn't moved since he saw Regulus again. He bites his bottom lip again, waiting as if rooted in his place for Regulus to come to him. And he does.

He brings his hands to James' tie— no, his tie—, and slides it off James' neck, and looks at him in the eyes, then. And he fixes James' shirt, smooths it down, buttons it up, and wraps James' tie on him correctly, instead of just throwing the red tie back to James, like he could've done. But no. He did it with the same care he does everything when it comes to James, like he needs to be careful or he'll ruin them. He already has, James thinks. Regulus does it naturally, quickly, presses his lips into a flat line and then he looks away. Oh. He seems to have done it unconsciously, James realizes.

James' blushes harder, if that's possible.

Then, Regulus takes a step back. Clears his throat, and looks at the Minnie, red like a strawberry, he bows politely.

"I apologize for interrupting your lesson, Professor. And yes, I shall make sure it won't happen again." He says in his posh, polite way. Even if he's embarrassed, he's still the most polite and composed boy he always is. And, Merlin, James loves him so much. Regulus wets his lips, looks up, clears his throat again and looks at James, eyes full of mischief. "We shall make sure it won't happen again, shall we not, James?"

Damn him. Only calling James his first name in public in a situation like this. It steals James' breath away. No, Regulus does. He wants everything from James, and James hands it over willingly.

"I— Yeah. Yeah, love. Whatever you say." James says back, still feeling inebriated by this boy. James' absolutely weak for the way his name rolls out of Regulus' bitten red lips. It's absolutely happening again. All of it. He just knows. And Regulus does, too. He smirks at James, even if his blush, that was going away, comes back brighter, acts like it's nothing, and looks away from James again.

James sighs. He wants him so much. All of him.

"Then, please excuse us, Professor. I'll be on the way to my own class. Apologies again." Regulus says, all polite again to Minnie, who nods at him, and then he's going for the door. He doesn't say anything else, even if he swats his hands at his laughing friends, who were waiting for him outside the classroom. He glances back to James once, and closes the door. James sighs again, quietly.

He's still looking at the door when he's startled by a voice that he knows all too well, coming from beside him.

"This is the most put-together your uniform has been all year, Prongs. Enjoying my little brother doing your tie now, are we?" Sirius drawls, very much like his brother likes to do and glares at James.

Fuck. Fuck.

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