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thewritingofspencerrose · 2 years

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meeting peter pettigrew

fred weasley x original potter!character

a short from a book in progress on wattpad called after it all by spencer rose

"Fine, kill him," Remus's voice that has always soothed me says, reaching my ears as I stow away under Pop's original invisibility cloak, just outside the door. "But Harry has the right to know why."

"I know why," my brother's voice trembles. "You betrayed my parents. You betrayed my sister. You're the reason our parents are dead!"

"And you will not be the reason my brother joins them," I state, interrupting the scene and stepping in, pulling the cloak from my head and pointing my wand at Uncle Remus and the Sirius Black from the wanted posters, a man more disheveled than my memories store. "Now, I must request, no, not request... demand, that you hand over your wands."

"Sc-"

"Lily?" Sirius questions, interrupting Moony and taking a step forward.

"Take another step and there won't be anything left for the dementors to return to Azkaban," I warn, him taking one back. "And you must have me confused with my mother, the woman that you killed."

"No Harry, Scarlett, it wasn't him. Somebody did betray your parents but it was somebody that until quite recently we all believed dead," Uncle Moony states, earning the slight lowering of my wand, although I move myself around the room, taking place in front of my brother and his friends.

"Who was it then, Moony?" I question, directing the question to the man that helped raise me.

"Bambi, the answer is Peter Pettingrew!" Sirius exclaims, using the nickname he and the Marauders had crafted for me based on Pop's animagus. "And he's in this room right now! Come out, come out Peter!" The man yells, crazed. "Come out, come out and play!" He continues.

"Expelliamus!" Professor Snape spells, announcing himself in the removal of Uncle Moony's wand from Sirius's hand.

"Ah, vengeance is sweet," Snape comments, his eyes drifting to me for only the slightest moment. "I had hoped I'd be the one to catch you."

"Severus-" Uncle Moony tries to interrupt, only gaining the man's wand to be moved to him, making him shy back.

"I told Dumbledore you were helping an old friend into the castle and now here's the proof," Snape continues, Uncle Moony slowly joining the man who was once Uncle Padfoot.

"Severus," I interrupt this time, him dismissing me in a simple shake of his hand.

"This is not the place for a child," He dismisses.

"Brilliant Snape," Sirius cuts in, stumbling forward. "You've once again put your keen and penetrating mind to the task and it has as usual come to the wrong conclusion," He states, tone edging mocking. "Now, if you'll excuse us, Remus and I have some unfinished business to attend to," He continues, only ending when he's come too close to Snape, the professor placing his wand to the fugitive's throat, making Moony step forward once more.

"Give me a reason, I beg you."

"Severus, don't be a fool," Uncle Moony tries to intervene.

"He can't help it, it's habit," Sirius runs his mouth.

"Sirius be quiet!"

"That's it! Expelliamus!" I exclaim, Snape's wand flying from his hand and surprising the three men, who had seemingly forgotten of the children in the corner.

"Scarlett! What did you just do?!" Ron exclaims, eyes wide.

"You attacked a teacher!" Hermoine points out, horror in her voice.

"Enough of this, tell me about Peter Pettingrew or I will make you wish Snape had had his way with you," I threaten, wand pointed to Sirius.

"He was in school with us, we thought he was our friend, he was your Uncle Wormtail," Uncle Moony explains, resulting in my wand on him.

"No, Uncle Peter is dead," I remind, moving my wand back to Sirius. "You killed him."

"No he didn't!" Uncle Moony corrects, moving between my wand and Sirius. "I had thought so too until your brother mentioned seeing Pettingrew on your father's map!"

"The map was lying!" Harry explains, coming up behind me.

"The map never lies," I mumble, voice low.

"What?" Harry asks, turning to me.

"The map never lies," I tell, speaking louder this time. "Uncle Moony spelled it himself."

"Peter Pettingrew is alive!" Sirius states, dead certain. "And he's right there!" He adds, pointing at Ron.

"Me?!" Ron asks, panicking. "That's mental!"

"Not you!" Sirius corrects, shaking his head. "Your rat!"

"Scabbers has been in my family for -"

"Twelve years!" Sirius fills in. "Curiously long life for the common garden rat! He's missing a toe, isn't he?" Sirius questions, moving towards Ron as the boards of the shack creak.

"That's close enough," I interrupt, moving closer to the boy who over the years has become a brother to me.

"So what?" The kid asks, still panicked.

"All they could find of my Uncle Peter was-" I begin, Sirius continuing.

"His finger! Damn coward cut it off so everyone would think him dead! And then he transformed into a rat!"

"Show me," I demand, "Ron, give him Scabbers."

"But-!" He begins, although I don't let him get another word out.

"Ronald, now."

"Yes, ma'am," He agrees quietly, handing the rat to Sirius, him moving away from Ron, Hermoine, and Harry with it as Remus grabs his wand from the ground. Sirius puts the rat down, it running about the room, looking for an escape as the grown men run around, pointing wands at it until it finally transforms back into a man. A man who once was indeed Uncle Peter.

"Remus? Sirius? My old friends!" He exclaims, Remus and Sirius pointing their wands at him.

"Harry! Look at you! You look so much like James! And Bambi! You are so much like Lily! We were all the best of friends!" He rambles, moving up and too close to myself and my brother.

"How dare you speak to them!" Sirius defends, running between us and sending Peter running back. "How dare you talk of their parents to them!" He exclaims, trapping him behind a piano with Remus on the other side.

"You sold James and Lily to Voldemort, didn't you?" Remus questions.

"I didn't mean to!" Peter exclaims, earning a gasp from me. "The dark lord... You have no idea the weapons he posses... Sirius, what would you have done? What would you have done?!"

"I would have died!" Sirius yells, making Peter drop to the ground, beginning to crawl away. "I would have died rather than betray my friends!" He exclaims as I move myself in front of the doorway, pushing Harry back to his friends in the corner as I moved, cutting off the traitor.

"Scarlett!" Peter exclaims, placing his hands on my shoulder. "James wouldn't have wanted me killed, Lily would not have wanted me killed," He tries to reason, although I may be just a bit too much like my mother.

"Funny," I state, deadly calm and making the rat back up, Uncle Moony and Uncle Sirius taking ahold of him. "My parents wouldn't have wanted their children to be orphans."

"You should have realized Peter, that if Voldemort didn't kill you that we would! Together!" Sirius exclaims, pushing Peter back into the piano as he and Remus point their wands.

"No!" Harry exclaims, earning my attention and part of Remus's.

"Harry, this man-"

"I know what he is," H assures, moving to my side. "But we take him to the castle."

"Bless you boy, bless you!" Peter thanks, reaching for Harry.

"Get off!" Harry demands, Peter shrinking back. "I said we'd take you to the castle, after that the dementors can have you," He finishes, making Peter shake in fear.

"That's my brother," I commend, wrapping my arm around his shoulder.

#fred weasley #harry potter #harry potter's sister #remus lupin #hp #harry potter and the prisoner of azkaban #ron weasley #x fred weasley #oc x fred weasley #potter!oc #sirius black

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luckyquaffle · 9 days

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#harry potter #fanfic #daphne greengrass #harry x daphne #harry x hermione #hermione granger #harry potter's sister #lily potter

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gryfflepuffinthetardis · 2 months

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The Girl Who Lived Heads Up

Heads Up

*I felt saying Warning would make it seem like there was something to warn of*

This series will be of a combination of the books, movies, and StarKid’s musicals.

I am American, so I will spell things as an American would

I’m not sure how to handle some of the dilect such as Hagrids or Tonks (who will appear in the Sorcerer’s/Philosopher’s Stone as she is seven years older than Harry but she will be in her last year)

This book will be mostly paraphrasing of the books’ descriptions which I will have copied from online but just about everything goes to J.K. Rowling for Credit

There will be changes such as Tonks in the first book and I plan for Newt Scamander to appear in several books, recalling Grubbly-Panks as the substitute Care of Magical Creatures.

This book has been written by a Hufflepuff, so there will be Hufflepuff Pride in this book.

There will be some Hermione “hate”, I don’t hate Hermione but she annoys me sometimes with how stubborn she is with how she’s right. IF something doesn’t fit in what she thinks is true, she has to argue against it and while I agree that House Elves are basically slaves, she seems to think that tricking them into taking clothes is the right way to do things.

I am basically a Hufflepuff Luna Lovegood so…

This will be a mixture of the books, movies, and A Very Potter Musical.

There will be another cast list after they’re sorted as I’m bringing later characters and character that aren’t really paid any attention to will appear and may be played by different actors.

#the eccedentiast #Harry Potter #harry potter has a sister #harry potter has a twin #harry potter's twin #harry potter's sister #Not a Hermione hater but...#I actually love Hermione #Newt Scamander #Rolf Scamander

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hxuse-xf-black · 1 year

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[Bellatrix's first ride on the Hogwarts Express] Bellatrix, leaning out the window: Bye Reg! Bye Cissy! Bye Andy! Bye Reg! Bye Siri- Sirius: You said bye to Reg twice. Bellatrix: I like Regulus best.

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redhoodie1723 · 9 months

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“Harry, however, had never been less interested in Quidditch; he was rapidly becoming obsessed with Draco Malfoy.”

I just KNOW HBP Ron was SICK and TIRED of Harry

#he’s got that empty look in his eyes #ron should be glad it isn’t his sister but the fact that it’s draco malfoy is somehow worse #ron weasley #harry potter #draco malfoy #drarry #harry james potter #reds art tag #draco x harry #im sorry im a drarry shipper and a dramoine hater #im also a book hinny shipper and a movie hinny hater #romione for life tho #harry potter fanart

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meemoop · 2 months

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”Malfoy keeps looking over this way, but he’s yet to ask for a dance. Do I look odd, Andy?”

“He adores you, I can tell. He is probably just shy.”

(whoever asked me to draw them…. I’m addicted now, thanks)

#the noble house of black #narcissa black #the black sisters #narcissa malfoy #bellatrix lestrange #andromeda tonks #draco malfoy #draco malfoy art #harry potter art #harry potter #drarry art #hp art

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rubusart · 10 months

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✨The witches of Black family✨

#bellatrix lestrange #narcissa malfoy #andromeda tonks #the black sisters #harry potter fanart #hp fanart #harry potter

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maluceh · 3 months

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my contribution for lily evans week

if you wish to know more about the prompts so you can participate go check @/jilynation on twitter! :)))

#lilyevansweek #fan art #the marauders era #harry potter #the marauders #lily evans #the marauders fanart #petunia evans #the evans sisters

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lonelywitchv2 · 1 year

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Strawberries

summary: it’s safe to say you didn’t expect company when you snuck out for a picnic with Regulus, your relationship more forbidden than the forest itself.

content: the marauders basically being your older brothers after you grew up next door to the Potters, protective and angry James and Sirius, Sirius and Regulus still being on bad terms, fluff turned slight angst, short, food, teasing, mentions of Sirius and Regulus’ parents

wc: 587 (just a little blurb)

part ii part iii

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“So you’ve never read Pride and Prejudice?” You asked, almost offended by your discovery.

“No. Do you happen to remember that my parents are blood supremacists who forbade me from reading muggle literature?” Regulus responded.

“Okay, maybe I forgot. Either way, this is unacceptable. Reggie, it appears we have found our next book to read.” You announced, picking up a strawberry that Regulus had been reaching for.

“Oi! I was gonna grab that one!” He exclaimed, trying to reach for the red fruit, only to have you pull your arm away from him.

“You snooze, you lose,” You said with a shake of your head.

However, right as you went to bite into the sweet berry, Regulus tackled you, his body hovering over yours and your wrists pinned against the picnic blanket laid on the grass.

Throughout being tackled, you somehow managed to continue your hold on the strawberry, refusing to yield to him.

“You could’ve just asked to split it and I would’ve done it, love,” You pointed out, cocking your eyebrow.

“Well, this is much more fun. Isn’t it?” Regulus’s voice dropped to a whisper, his face lowering closer and closer to yours.

“It is…” You breathed out, lifting your head up until Regulus’s lips were pressed against yours, his hair brushing against your forehead.

The blissful silence was broken by a loud shout.

“What the hell is this?!” Sirius yelled, causing the two sixteen-year-olds to quickly break apart, scrambling to opposite sides of the blanket with their eyes wide in horror, the strawberry long forgotten.

You opened your mouth to respond but faltered at the rage burning in Sirius’s eyes.

“What is it Padfo- what in Merlin’s name is going on here?!” James’s eyes fell upon the sight of Regulus and you, his big brother mode immediately activating.

All words of defense and explanation quickly disappeared from your tongue, unsure of how to respond to the obvious rage emitting from the two boys.

“James, Sirius, I... I can explain- we can explain, please-” You stuttered out, struggling to get any words out of your mouth as your panic set in.

“No. No, c’mon Y/N, we’re leaving,” James said, his voice as firm as his grip on your arm as he pulled you off of the blanket, glaring at Regulus and dragging you away from the Black brothers- one of which was frozen in horror, the other seething with rage.

“Y/N-!” Regulus called out, going to stand before falling back from a shove from Sirius.

“What the fuck, Regulus?!” Sirius exclaimed, “Why her? Out of every girl in this school, you chose the one who’s like a little sister to me- is it to get back at me for leaving?”

“It’s not that, Sirius- I…” Regulus faltered.

“What? Spit it out!”

"Listen, I... I really like Y/N- really like her. Please, I'm not doing this out of vengeance, Sirius. I wouldn't even think about hurting Y/N! Siri… I’m not lying to you, I swear," Regulus stuttered out, the childhood nickname accidentally slipping off his tongue, "It's... real and I've never experienced anything like it before.”

“Godric… I just don’t…” Sirius paused, chewing on his lip, “I can’t do this right now.”

Sirius turned around for a moment, but turned to face his brother once more, “We aren’t done, Regulus. But this? This is.”

Regulus sat there speechless as his brother jogged to catch up to James and you, looking down to see the red strawberry sitting on the blanket, miraculously untouched.

#regulus black x reader #regulus x reader #marauders x reader #marauders #harry potter #james potter #regulus black #sirius black #sirius black x platonic!reader #james potter x platonic!reader #james potter x reader #sirius black x reader #marauders fanfiction #remus lupin #peter pettigrew #sister!reader #hogwarts #love you #~°~ miranda ~°~

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starry-bi-sky · 2 months

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I'm in A Mood™ (stressed) so im going back to my roots of melting two character together into one person. So bruce wayne!danny fenton. Danny Fenton who, for eight years, grew up in a beautiful gothic manor with his mom and dad under the name "Bruce Wayne". Playing piano with his mother, running around the manor with his father.

Then when he's eight it's ripped away from him. There's blood on his hands and pearls pooling at his feet, and both his parents are dead in front of him.

And he gets shipped off to distant relatives "the Fentons" shortly after, Alfred close on his heels because someone needs to take care of him, someone that knows him. Bruce goes to the Fentons for the safety of anonymity. Gotham's press wants to sink its teeth into him.

Danny misses his city even if it took everything from him. There are shadows in his eyes and he's pale as a sheet even beside his distant cousins, and they change his name to "Danny Fenton' because nobody should know that their newest child was illustrious orphan Bruce Wayne.

They call him Bruce behind closed doors. Danny prefers it that way, he clings onto the name -- the one his parents gave him -- like a lifeline. He makes friends with Sam and Tucker. Tucker takes one look at the willowy, morbid little boy standing in the corner like a shade, ghosts in his eyes, and drags him out into the sunlight, and takes him over to Sam.

When Danny is twelve, he's still not over it -- and he's a little obsessed with the Fentons' research, with the morbid. He has books upon books on death, murder, detective work. Anything he can get his hands on. And stars. He loves stars.

Alfred owns the apartment next to them and comes over regularly. Danny clings to him.

When Danny is twelve, he's still quiet, meek, a shy little thing prone to being bullied. Freaky little Fenton with the night in his eyes and too-cold skin even before he put one foot in the grave. in a sleepover in his room with Sam and Tucker, he tells them the truth. They're his friends, he trusts them.

"My name is Bruce." he murmurs, voice quiet as the breeze, always quiet. he's staring at his star-covered sheets.

"Like Bruce Wayne?" Tucker asks, a joking tone in his voice.

Danny smiles a little, lamb-like with insecurity. "I am Bruce Wayne." And he takes them down to the lab, disrupting Maddie and Jack, to prove it. Sam tells them of her own wealth then shortly after. They start calling Danny "Bruce" in private too -- its trust. Thats what it is. It's trust.

Sam goes to media functions and comes back with aching feet and complaints on her tongue -- and Danny soaks it up all like a sponge, splayed across a beanbag chair with Tucker in her room. He's not envious of her, he used to go to events with his parents and they kept him safe from the ugly of Gotham's Elite. For the most part. He's had comments made at him, he doesn't miss them.

Alfred returns to the manor semi-regularly, Danny goes with him. he wanders the hallways and helps Alfred clean, the last thing either of them want is for their home to fall into disrepair. He brings Jazz with him next time, then Tucker, then Sam. They all help him clean, and he shows them his room. The one across from his parents', it feels strange.

When Danny dies when he's fourteen, the first adult he tells is Alfred. He and Jazz go over to his house more often than they stay in the Fentonworks building. At least at Alfred's, the food doesn't come to life. Alfred sits at the kitchen table and weeps when Danny tells him, Jazz is upstairs, and its just the two of them.

Danny's ghost form wears pearls around his wrist and the gloves look stained with some kind of black substance. He looks like a child who died in a lab accident, but he also looks like a child who has shadows dripping off his shoulders, curling at his feet, hanging from his eyes.

because amorphous blob batman has my heart always and danny/bruce will not escape it even in death even if that IS the only reason im giving him Mild BatBlob Vibes...so far

when they go to the manor, alfred helps danny make a pile of stones between Martha and Thomas' graves, nobody but the two of them (and sam and tucker) will know what it means. (not even bruce's children later down the line, not for a long, long time)

danny dives into ghost fighting on shaky feet and not half as witty as he once was in one world. he's skittish, skittering between blasts from shadow to shadow and clumsily making his way through each battle. but helping people lights a fire in him. he still has shadows dripping off his feet but there's a purpose in his eyes.

and god help him, he's going to help people.

#dpxdc #dp x dc #danny fenton is not the ghost king #dp x dc crossover #dpxdc crossover #dpdc #dpxdc prompt #this is just me torturing danny for a little bit because im stressed and i cried for an hour while i was driving so im taking it out on B #thanks for being my little stress ball danny #aha my old middle school habit of frankensteining two characters together is resurfacing again :) yall should've seen my wattpad drafts #in middle school. i had 50 of them and most of them were me combining two characters together to make one person and putting them in one au #my most memorable being skydoesminecraft and harry potter. THAT was a fun worldbuilding experience #do i think that growing up with the fentons would fix bruce/danny completely?? hurm. no. dont kid yallselves jazz is not a licensed #therapist not even at like. nine when she meets danny. she's not helping him through his trauma in the slightest. she's nagging.#she's his sister or sister-like figure before she's his therapist. would he be #*entirely* like canon bruce tho?? no. dannybruce is a mix of the both of them. but this is still the first post of the au and is more so #just me doing the equivalent of popping a stress ball so nothing is smoothed over. mostly im just trying to keep bruce's trauma prominent i #danny's character because he IS Bruce. i dont want him to just be 'danny with bruce's backstory but without any of the ugly bits'.#danny and bruce is used interchangeably because they're the same person but sorry if his personality feels imbalanced i came up with this o #the spot. was going to type more but the stress has left me. for now. watch ur back danny 👀

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teddypickerry · 2 years

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𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐘𝐎𝐔.

pairing: draco malfoy x fem! ravenclaw potter reader!

word count: 1.8k

warnings: language & mentions of harassment!

summary: after being verbally harassed by cormac mclaggen, your secret boyfriend draco must come to your rescue.

IT WAS A dull evening at hogwarts. nothing that shocked draco malfoy. he was used to being bored of the castle, he was too familiar with the grounds after being here so many years. nothing excited him anymore. except for seeing his girlfriend, y/n. which only happened during the late hours of the early morning and late evening. when it was silent throughout the castle, and no one could find either of you sharing spit atop the astronomy tower. your boyfriend’s personal favorite spot.

it was exactly two minutes into dinner that draco noticed you were missing from your own table. he had been glancing in your normal direction every chance he got but your friends were blocking his view. so, when he finally noticed the empty spot his eyebrows furrowed. he shook it off immediately, knowing you and how you probably were off attempting to receive a few extra house points. or maybe you were off with hagrid. or maybe, even, you lost track of time lost in a good book. that must have been it, he had convinced himself as he took another bite of his meal.

it was a few minutes later that he started to worry. he had noticed your brother, harry, missing along with a few of your best friends. draco had only assumed the group of you were off doing something he would disapprove of. theo’s voice was in his ear as if he cared, the entire duration of dinner. not that draco was paying any bit of attention as he stared off at your empty seat. trying to contemplate what to do or what to think.

“mate, what’s up with you? did ya’ hear what i told you- about that hufflepuff girl?” theo had slapped his shoulder as he tilted his head. blaise’s eyes were also locked on the silent blonde, lorenzo’s as well. draco turned slightly to face theo in an annoying manner. “no, i didn’t. and i don’t want to.”

the curly headed brunette held up his hands in innocence as he turned to face his own plate, eating his sandwhich. it was blaise’s turn to care as he watched his best friend stare off into eternity. “draco-“

draco caught none of the rest of the conversation as the sight of two of your friends entering the great hall caught his eye. there was a distraught look on both of their faces as they spoke to one another in hushed voices. okay, now he was worried. he was about to rise when he started to get into his own head. if you were completely fine, he didn’t want to embarrass you or him by exposing your private relationship. the two of you had fought hard to make it secret, and he didn’t want to blow it. you being a potter and him being a malfoy and the two of you dating would break every standard ever made. draco hated your brother and your family with every bone in his body - or so you thought.

when fifth year came round, and the two of you were partnered together in charms class, you soon learned that he wasn’t that unbearable. he, the same. months later, the two of you had been dating for just a few months - friends for nearly a year. all private due to the sake of disownement on either halves of your families. yeah, it hurt to watch you dance with fred weasley at the yule ball. or not be able to tell you that you looked pretty when he saw you at breakfast. or simply take you on dates to hogsmede. he knew how much you adored butterbeer, he just wished he could witness it for himself.

and with that, he stood. draco could hear his friends call his name as he made his way out of the great hall and to the staircase. the slytherin knew how risky he was being considering there was a very good chance you weren’t even at your dorm. but most of the students were at dinner, so he took that as a leap of faith. it was several flights of stairs to get to the ravenclaw tower. the tallest tower in the entire school.

draco had only been to your dorm room once, to drop you off after you had a bit too much fire whiskey. but every other time you had seen one another was meeting at the astronomy tower or in the library, or outside the castle on the grounds. he knew which one was yours though, he had paid first years to get you flowers twice before. once when you were ill and the second time just… because, he’s draco malfoy and he’s your boyfriend.

he entered the tower after answering the riddle, he wished all entrances had a riddle rather a secret word. draco of course believed he would answer them correctly everytime, he was just so clever. he entered the house common room cautiously, not wanting to explain to head of house professor flitwick why he was sneaking around ravenclaw dorms. the dark blue aura, the painted stars on the ceiling, the several book shelves - it all lay silent as he sighed in relief at the emptiness.

draco immediately made his way to the right staircase and walked up it too quickly, anxiously. he reached the top only to spot your brother and your friend stood outside your door. his too expensive shoes creaked too loudly against the darkened wooden final step, causing both heads to turn in his direction. he didn’t even bother hiding it at this point. “malfoy, get out of here.”

“shut it, potter.” draco rolled his eyes as he shoved passed him and pressed his head against the door. “what are you even doing here?” harry questioned as draco ignored his choice of words. “y/n, it’s me.”

that was all you needed to hear to open the door ever so slightly so you could grab him. in which you did, shoving him in your dorm room as you shut the door behind him. he furrowed his eyebrows as to why you were locked in you room with your brother and friend stood outside. you sat back down on the floor, the back of your head pressed against the edge of your bed. draco took a breath before he sat down beside you, inspecting you quickly.

your eyes seemed puffy and slightly red. you looked upset, even more upset then when you found out you couldn’t get tickets for your favorite because you had the O.W.L.S. his heart broke in several different patterns which soon turned to anger as he knew this was nothing. who hurt you?” “y/n-“

“what is malfoy doing in there? get away from my sister you-“

“silenceo.” y/n casted softly making the words of her brother now, silent. you turned to draco as it all seemed to click in your mind. “merlin’s beard, dray. you- you’re here. harry knows you’re here. no, oh no.”

“darling,” draco spoke softly as he leaned his face closer to your own. your eyes landing directly on his own light ones. “i don’t care about that right now. what’s going on, hm?”

you shook your head as you wiped the dry tears from earlier off of your face, provoking redness to come to the surface. he sighed as he tilted his head, his cold finger tracing your jaw. his whole hand cupped the side of your face as it fell into his hand sadly. “pretty girl, what’s wrong?”

“i-“ your voice cracked as you took a deep breath. “i was leaving quidditch practice and cormac…” your voice trailed off as you sniffled. “he started going on about how good i was in the game. and how he knew i was good at other things… i asked him to leave me alone and he kept going on.”

you could feel draco’s hand harden underneath your face, as if he whole body tensed. “he was saying the things he wanted to do to me and-“ your voice cracked as your hand reached to hold onto draco’s arm. “he just kept talking and talking and tried to follow me to my dorm and i kept telling him to get away from me and then he tried to-“

“i’m going to fucking avara his fat ass,” draco spit as he watched a tear drip down your cheek and into his own hand. the dorm remained silent as he placed his free hand through your hair, something that he learned calmed you down ages ago. he felt maimed knowing he couldn’t have stopped cormac, or at least wasn’t with you to walk you back to your dorm like any normal boyfriend. or that he couldn’t have been at the practice to put cormac in his place. and especially that he wasn’t there the moment you arrived there so he could hold you in his arms and let you feel like you were okay and safe. “why didn’t you tell me? or come to me?” his voice was quiet, it was practically a murmur. you only picked it up because of the silence of the room. your heart hurting at his tone.

“draco, i couldn’t come running to you.” you told him which only made his stomach twist and turn. you watched his face drop from anger to pure sadness. “i- you. fuck. y/n, you can always come running to me,” his voice came of as a question as he stuttered out his own words.

“i…” your voice trailed off as you looked anywhere but his eyes. you didn’t want to cry anymore, and you knew you would burst into tears if you had to watch his sad puppy dog expression anymore. “i didn’t want you to be mad at me. for… ruining our secret, y’know. if i came running to you that would- ugh. i didn’t want to fuck this up for you, or for your potter hating family.”

“fuck my family, y/n. fuck everyone. i only care about you. you- you come to me if you need me to lend you a quill. or if you need me to open a blimey muggle pickle jar! you come to me always, i don’t want you to think i care about father’s opinion over your feelings. you’re my girlfriend, y/n. i care about your feelings over everything, okay? just- i’m here. i’m always here for you, darling. understand?” he dropped his hands from you as he took your own in his hands, holding them tightly as he spoke. you fought a huge smile at his devotion towards you.

“i understand.” you smiled at him as his lip curved and he leaned towards you, his lips pressing softly against your own. it was a relief after the afternoon you had, and you knew nothing in the world could ever make you feel better. “now, if you don’t mind i have some business to deal with - with some slag - a curly headed fool who tried to mess with my girl.”

“hm,” you pressed your lips together as he pulled away from the kiss. “also, my brother outside of the door.” draco groaned as he stood up, helping you up as well. “ah yes, an evening full of what i call fun.”

#draco malfoy x reader #draco malfoy #draco malfoy x potter reader #draco malfoy x ravenclaw!reader #ravenclaw reader #draco fluff #harry potter sister #draco x y/n #harry potter

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luckyquaffle · 29 days

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Harry Potter follows Iris, Susan, Hannah and Luna up to the bedroom, ready for a night to remember.

#harry potter #fanfic #smut #susan bones #hannah abbott #harry potter's sister

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gryfflepuffinthetardis · 2 months

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The Girl Who Lived and the Sorcerer's Stone Summary

Jasmine Potter is the younger twin sister to Harry Potter. She at first was instructed to be taken to her godfather, Sirius Black’s house and he took her until he was arrested a year later, framed by Peter Pettigrew so she was brought to the Dursley’s by Remus Lupin, too terrified to keep watch over her after doing so for two years and nearly scratched her when his potion wasn’t mixed right. The twins were finally reunited at the age of four.

Petunia hated Jasmine even more than she hated Harry. Not only did she apparently have more natural magic than Harry but she looked just like the sister she spent her entire life hating due to jealousy. Red hair, pale skin, freckles, but she didn’t have her eyes like Harry did, she had blue eyes like her father.

It turns out that not only does she look like Lily, she has her personality mixed with James, her kindness, loyalty, fairness, acceptance and morality; she has James’ mischief, intelligence, and curiosity… and while brave and courageous, not a Gryffindor.

Based of a mix of the book, movie, and Starkid's musical, A Very Potter Musical.

Fred Weasley x Potter!OC (Slow Burn)

Other potential love interests included...

#the eccedentiast #Sadie Sink #Harry Potter #Sorcerer's Stone #Fred Weasley #OC #Wizarding World #Rolf Scamander #Harry Potter's twin #Harry Potter has a twin #Harry Potter's sister #Harry Potter has a sister

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ihatehomework · 1 month

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yall i miss jily😭😭😭 not like its gone but like the marauders used to be so happy sunshine gryffindor vibes. but also i feel like we collectively all forget how much james potter HATED slytherin. idk i also think that yes death eaters were humans BUT they also killed so many people like are we forgetting that barty crouch jr literally tortured alice and frank longbottom he is at fault for neville growing up without his parents😭 i genuinely think that people forget that evan, barty etc. actually killed people and killed people who were probably friends with the marauders. ik that everyone deserves a second chance but seriously???? do you actually think that the rosiers were good people and didn't hate and discriminate against muggleborns??? NOT EVERYONE HAS A TRAGIC BACKSTORY IDK SOME OF THEM ARE JUST EVIL. the way everyone defends evan rosier (love his character but i have beef with the way he gets away with being a death eater later on) but snape, who i absolutely detest, hate and think should have died earlier, who also actually did something that was not evil in his lifetime, is the most hated marauders character like????? and the black sisters???? yes love a complex female character but are we seriously trying to redeem bellatrix? do we not remember WHAT SHE SCARED ON HERMIONE LIKE WHAT. and love the newer marauders fandom but everyones so emo and depressed this is supposed to be FUN. also the characters feel so ooc. everytime i see casanova remus lupin im like 'huh thats supposed to be sirius and james???' love remus but my boy aint rizzing anyone up hes a shy af introvert. and jegulus is so cute but remember that james is #no.1slytherinhater and he was absolutely smitten with lily evans FROM THE FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL. REMEMBER WHEN JILY WAS THE BACKBONE OF THE MARAUDERS? like they ate fr. this became a whole ass paragraph damn i did not know i had so much to say about this. i can lowkey already sniff the comments or thoughts saying 'oh let us have our fun its just a story' im not stopping you this is just my opinion. 'oh none of this is actually proven' please give me a break😭🙏 like most of the source material goes against the fandoms perception of the marauders. 'fuck jkr we'll do what we want' youve basically just made 10 million ocs and give them names of characters like im eating up all the marauders content but genuinely can we go back to the happier times??

#marauders #jily #just my opinion #marauders fandom #james potter #remus lupin #sirius black #evan rosier #barty crouch jr #lily evans #bellatrix lestrange #black sisters #harry potter #pro jily #james x lily #analysis #kinda #i just really miss the old happy marauders

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