#I'm gonna see them and think dumbledore forever now

[sophsicle]

Sirius and Remus stare at one another. On either side of the room. Battlefields between them.

Maybe it's been years since they last saw one another.

Maybe it's been minutes.

You can never tell with them.

James watched his friends fall in love before any of them knew what that meant.

He watched them after, when, tragically, they did.

Sirius and Remus have never been able to get comfortable with their relationship. Have never relaxed in one another's beds.

He'll get bored of me, Sirius had said to James once. When the novelty wears off. Everyone does.

I'm too much trouble, Remus a few weeks later. I can't expect him to put up with this forever.

James never knew what to say when they got like that. It's not that Sirius and Remus didn't know that they were loved. Only that they both saw love as something flimsy and delicate and easily broken. As something they would one day lose between the sofa cushions. In the crack between the wall and the bed. In the back of a cab.

Remus coughs, clearing his throat. He looks old. And tired. Nothing like James remembers.

"Listen," Sirius, who looks worse somehow. "Dumbledore told me to lay low here but...you know I can...I can find somewhere else if...I don't want to put you out, is all."

James and Remus both scoff.

Idiot.

"Don't be ridiculous. Of course, you're staying here."

Sirius gives Remus a look, pouting in that way he does. And through the dirt and the years and the ragged clothes, James sees the boy he used to know. Used to wrap himself around until you couldn't tell them apart. Until you swore they wore one skin. Shared one beating heart.

"You don't owe me anything," Sirius says stubbornly.

Remus gives him an empty smile. "Don't worry. I know."

Sirius screws up his face. "I'm not staying if we're just gonna snap at one another the whole time. I -" he sighs, running a hand over his face. "I'm too tired to fight Moony."

The nickname makes Remus flinch. "Too tired to fight? Sirius Black? Never."

Sirius huffs. "That's notorious mass murderer Sirius Black to you, thank you very much."

There's a twinkle in Remus's eye. In Sirius's too.

Go on, James thinks. Go on, cross the Rubicon. Touch each other. Hold each other. I can't anymore. I can't. I can't take care of you anymore. Which breaks his heart. Breaks his heart more than almost everything else. I need you to do it for me. Please.

Remus motions down the hall. "Why don't you take a shower - or a bath - I'll get dinner started."

There's a small pause before Sirius eventually nods his head. The motion jerky. Awkward. "Yeah, alright."

Take care of each other.

For me.

Please.

Please. Please. Please.

"Sirius?" Remus calls to him before he disappears into the bathroom. Sirius turns around, arching his brow.

Please. Please. Please.

Remus hesitates for a moment before stepping forward, before closing the space between them. Sirius's eyes go wide but he doesn't say anything. Doesn't move. When Remus reaches him he holds out his hand, stopping before he touches the other man. The pair looking at one another and nowhere else.

"Can I?"

A rough sound comes out of Sirius's mouth, James thinks it might be a laugh. "Yes. God yes."

Remus is gentle, hand cradling Sirius's face, thumb swiping over his cheek. Sirius trembles, like even this is too much. Too tender. Too loving. After a few seconds Remus leans forward, placing a delicate kiss on Sirius's forehead.

"I've missed you," he murmurs against the other man's skin.

Sirius's eyes flutter closed as he sways into Remus. A second later the pair have their arms around one another. Clinging. Holding.

James smiles. Even if it's a little sad. A little scuffed. A little cracked. He smiles. Hoping they understand now. Hoping they see.

That this love has roots.

{inspired by this song }

#wolfstar #sirus x remus #remus lupin #sirius black #james potter #soph rambles

[paperlovesadness]

Tag 9 people that you want to get to know better

Thank you so much for the tag @uhbasicallyjustmilex 🩵

most recent ship: Do I even need to say it? 👀

(oh god; the way I just fell into that gif hole and couldn't pick and just happily scrolled & scrolled & smiled & scrolled)

ship i’ve read the most of: huh! Hmm. I think it might be them at this point honestly 👀 otherwise - it could've also been Beth Harmon/Benny Watts.

Yes - Queen's Gambit fics... Was a thing in my life. I was in a deep dark hole at the time & that show just hit something in me - I grasped onto it for dear life as a form of escapism for months and it brought me back into fanfics after years & years.

wild card: figure skater ships? i don't wanna get into the specifics though 🙈 things have changed.

first ever ship: oh, we're going there are we 👀 there might've been earlier ones I can't remember. They were probably niche though. So I guess I'll say Skate (Sawyer/Kate from Lost - anyone remember that show?). But I think Suspian (Susan/Caspian from Narnia. Yep.) needs an honorary mention cause it's the first I got involved in to the point of making ship content - even if I didn't know that term yet (wasn't I such a fun kid?).

last song: I wanna be your girlfriend - Girl in Red

last movie: oh I've been bad at watching movies for a while now (shows seem... easier) - so it seems like actual movie-wise that's gonna be Fantastic Beasts: Secrets of Dumbledore a few weeks back (@kiray1991 👀)

currently reading: The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes (been on my shelf forever & was reminded of it by the trailer coming out. It seems like I've recently been unintentionally catching up on my older fandoms - with this THG prequel & the Fantastic Beasts movies). Also John Lennon: The Life by Philip Norman is one I've started; stopped for a sec and will be coming back to next.

currently watching: in the middle of Get Back - the Beatles docu-series. Had a bit of a break cause I like to craft while watching that one & haven't had motivation to do so lately. But can't wait to get back (pun not intended actually, but I'm still proud of it) into that one.

currently consuming: a bunch of meds, cause I'm sick atm :c. Also coffee.

currently craving: evenings with guitar & singing - cause this cold/tonsillitis thing has made me take a break for the last couple of days 💔 (also TLSP 3 is very much the correct answer here always).

Ah goodness, I feel like a looot of people in my Tumblr circle have already been tagged? I'm going to just try - but I'm so bad with remembering the @'s off the top of my head - also sorry if you get double-tagged:

@kiray1991 @homoirrealis @haemoglobinheights @maybemoonout @mileskanex @inourownshadows @the-thing-about-life-is @the-libertines & YOU. Yes, you. If you're reading this I really wanna see you do it!

#tag #this was fun 🎉

[ryuu-from-the-grave]

Me, looking at Pollution’s wikipage: Oh cool, they have names besides Pollution and Chalky! The list:

White

Chalky

Blanc

Albus

Weiss

Snowy

My first two reactions:

“Oh my G@d, you can’t just ask someone why they’re white (and dripping oil).”

and

aLBUS?!?!  A L B U S?!?!?!  WHY would you choose to go by ALBUS?

Chalky, dearest, love of my life, 

WHY?!

#good omens #pollution #chalky #chalky good omens #albus #I'm gonna see them and think dumbledore forever now #I have been CURSED #And I know albus exists on it's own name separately #And that it matches the theme of meaning white #but it still seams so out of place sdsjdhfjshjkhf #here's a list of substances and shades that are white #oh and there's albus #right smack dab in the middle #also I'm doing this bullshit instead of studying for my oc chem test #*organic chem #because I hate myself

[thesoftrainbows]

You're one of the first people I've seen who write a HP rewrite with an Indian James Potter and specify where he's from in India. You said you headcanon him from Gujarat. I'm Gujarati and am interested in knowing why you headcanon him as so and if you have any specific headcanons

Hi Anon,

It’s such a shame that there’s not many people writing James Potter as Indian, I believe it opens the door to so many wholesome opportunities. However, I’m happy to be one of the few.

There’s no real reason why I headcanon him as Gujarati. I was sleep-deprived and already overwhelmed because I was studying like 5 different cultures, disabilities, and religions when I decided that I wanted James to be Indian. I think I just googled a map of Indian and blindly picked a place — which was Gujarat — and decided to do research on it to see if it fit my metal image of him. As I learned more and more about Gujarat, though, I fell in love and made it a permanent fact for my James.

I can’t, for the life of me, find the document on the Potter history I know I made. It’s been a while since I last touched it because I’ve been focusing a lot of disabilities as of late. But here are some headcanons I’ve developed, they might be vague or not specific to Gujarat. I’ll make another post once I find my doc.

JAMES POTTER HEADCANONS.

Fleamont Potter’s birth name was Pavalan Kashyap.

Euphemia Potter’s birth name was Thanya Gill.

They moved to England when Thanya was around six months pregnant due to a dangerous war happening all over India where hybrids (such as werewolves, harpies, fauns, centaurs, etc.) rebel against the Ministry as an attempt to get equal rights. Pavalan was afraid that the stress as well as the physical danger of the war would cause another miscarriage, so he contacted a former mentor (Giri Amin) to help him leave the country with his wife.

It was through Giri that they met Albus Dumbledore, who provided them with new identities (Fleamont and Euphemia Potter) as well as money and a home where they could live. They were now forever indebted to Dumbledore.

Their son was born, and they named him James Pavalan Potter — his official birth name — but they called him Jigishu (which was the name they had originally wanted to give him) at home because they wanted to raised their son to be in touch with his roots.

That didn’t go as planned, though. The racism against Indian people in England was strong. And poor James grew up surrounded by white kids who made fun of him for the way he smelled, his food, his skin color, etc. It grew to the point where James rejected his Indian side. It broke his parents’ hearts.

Throughout James’s school years at Hogwarts, James was always dealing with the constant need for approval. He needed to prove that he was equal to his white classmates.

It’s not until his 6th or 7th year that he finally accepts himself completely, and attempts to learn as much as he can about his culture and about his parents’ lives back home and such.

The rest of the Marauders & Co. were also thrilled to be included in the journey of learning about Gujarat, India.

When Lily and James marry, they have a big wedding, highly influenced by Gujarati traditions.

When Lily and James have their child, they name him Hari Pavalan Potter.

Hari, because it’s one of the names Vishnu used when he came to earth to restore the balance of the world. Pavalan, to keep his own father’s name in the family.

Those are the headcanons that come to mind at the moment. I apologize if it’s messy, it’s super late here and I’ve got a long day tomorrow. I’m gonna make a better post with my headcanons more organized and detailed.

Either way, thank you, Anon, for the message. If you’d like to help me out a bit, I’d really appreciate it!

#indian james potter #hari potter #harry potter rewrite #lily evans #gujarat

[nelweensfic]

Realisation

Participation for @drarrymicrofic prompt, the song "little do you know". The previous chapter here.

Word count : 866

Harry couldn't use his wand like he did in the forest to calm down his anger so he just decided to throw his things on his bed and scream in the pillows. He was so done about his fate. He was so tired to feel so alone even with all his friends. What would be his life if he accepted to be a slytherin ? What would be his life if Pettigrew didn't betray them?

What would be his life if his parents lived ? What would be his life if Sirius hadn't spent his life in Azkaban? Would Sirius and Remus have taken care of him here instead of his uncle and aunt.. 

And then. Something caught his mind. What if all of this was set up? 

Before Harry could explore that idea, a soft knock brought him back to reality and he looked at the door. 

"What is it?" Harry said harshly. 

"I would like to put my stuff in my room, Potter. Ronald told me to take his bed and he'll sleep with the twins." Answered Draco. 

Harry took a look around him, his bed was a mess but it was kind of clean. He unlocked the door and without really looking he walked by the blonde. 

"I'm gonna take a shower. Your bed is on the left." 

Harry took his time, trying to think of a way to convince his best friends that Draco is alone and on the wrong side of the war. He thought about all the other Slytherins. If a war would come, how many students would choose to fight against their family ? How many would fight against their friends? 

Harry was lost and when he came back to his room he couldn't help but run into his Godfather and Remus, kissing tenderly. At least, some of them were enjoying the present. The gryffindor said nothing and opened the door of his room. 

Draco was fast asleep in his bed and Harry made sure to close the door silently and lay on his bed beside Draco's. Harry could only see the blonde's back in a green gown. Of course the git had a gown as a pyjama. 

Without knowing, a tear rolled on Harry's cheeks. 

"I can't lose you, too. I can't forget your acts but I can't lose you. I can't let anyone die again because of me. But now, Voldemort has my mind. It's just a question of time before he would find out about you." 

Harry's complaint was only a murmure but his voice was trembling. What could he risk, the only person here was sleeping. 

"Will you betray me like Petigrew did? You're not my best friend but.. we've known each other since the beginning. You have no reason to not change your mind and decide to hate me forever but..." 

Harry stopped when he thought Draco was waking up but the Slytherin just moved in his sleep and nothing happened. Harry stayed still a moment, looking now at the sleeping face before him, blonde locks just in front of the closed eyes. Harry restrained his urge to touch Draco's hair. 

Another tear rolling on his cheeks. 

"What if Dumbledore was hiding something from me? It's clear that Voldemort is searching for something. I wouldn't have the same dream over and over again. Mister Weasley wouldn't have been attacked if it's not to protect something." 

Harry's mind went wild as the same time his tears now flooded his pyjamas in silence. 

"Voldemort wanted me dead, he tracked my parents down and even their friend betrayed them. But why me? I was only a child. I didn't die, but he's still after me. Dumbledore decided I should have stayed with my aunt because of the blood protection but.. in the first year Voldemort wasn't even in a state to have a body, he couldn't have touched me. Dumbledore told them to hide but then, why would my father have left his invisibility cloak if it was so helpful? Why didn't Dumbledore ask Sirius to prove his innocence by taking Veritaserum like you did.." 

Harry took a deep breath in realisation of his thoughts. This year is the proof. Harry could have taken Veritaserum or used the pensieve at the trial, but didn't. Dumbledore could tell him how to deal with Voldemort but didn't. Harry didn't like it. He didn't like it at all. And then he breaks down. Anger and sadness taking over.

That was at that moment that he felt warm arms around him and without thinking Harry's hand clenched at the soft fabric and cried harder. 

"I'm here Potter, I'm here." Sushed Draco, petting Harry's hair in a weird but comfortable way.

"Malfoy.. I.. I can't do this. Everyone would think I'm mad.." 

"You're not alone. Granger and Weasel will be with you. I'm here with you." 

Harry pulled away and locked his eyes on the silver's. No hatred. No vicious thought. Just pure sympathy feelings. Harry's hearts beat faster but pushed his own feelings away. 

"I need time." Harry said instead, lowering his head in shame. 

"I'll wait." Said Draco, his hand on Harry's xhin to force the Gryffindor to look at him. "I'll wait." 

Edit : Here the next chapter.

#drarry #drarry microfic #fifth year #prompt #harry x draco #draco has feelings #harry is lost #harry finaly realised the truth #maybe he's not so oblivious for things ! #prompts

[missnight0wl]

“I'm curious, what would you say to Rakepick if you had the chance, Helena?”

This is something that was on my mind pretty much since Rowan died. So, now that the game basically called me out with that question in the recent chapter, I suppose it’s time to deliver the answer.

Minor spoilers for Y6Ch30, but also not really, because it’s mostly about my “Six minutes” AU anyway.

Words: 2205

Helena and Jae were waiting near the entrance to the Kitchens for a while when Tonks finally showed up, waving her hand at them from afar.

“Sorry I’m late!” she said in a hushed voice.

“The Hufflepuff Basement is the nearest, Tonks. How you’re coming last?” Helena teased her.

“Don’t you know it’s always that way? You think that you have time ‘cause it’s not far, and suddenly, you should’ve left ten minutes ago.”

“That’s true, I can confirm,” Jae backed her up. “I’m almost always late to the next class if it’s on the same level. I mean, I’m usually late to the classes in general, but…” He paused to clear his throat.

The Ravenclaw raised her eyebrow. “Fair enough.”

“What?” He furrowed his brow and shrugged. “All right, but can we go now?”

The girls nodded, so he approached the portrait with a bowl of fruits and tickled a pear. It giggled quietly and turned into a green door handle, letting them enter inside.

“Aren’t you worried sometimes that they might just cut that fireplace off one day?” asked Tonks as they walked between the tables.

“To be honest, I am,” replied Helena. “I’m always a bit nervous using it.”

“Maybe we should start casting the Freezing Charm, just in case?”

“They won’t cut it off,” stated Jae confidently. “It works since forever. If they wanted to detect and close it, it’d happen by now.”

“You’re an expert here,” Helena said with a smile, but then she frowned. “Damn it, is it Pitts coming?”

Both Jae and Tonks glanced back in the direction she was facing. It was enough distraction for her to draw her wand.

“Petrificus Totalus!”

One after another, her friends fell to the ground, motionless. Helena walked closer to them to look into their eyes expressing shock and confusion.

“I’m sorry…” she said in a low voice. “I’m so sorry, but I have to do this alone.”

She scanned the Kitchens. Most House-Elves were busy with their work, but a few were watching her closely.

“They’re fine!” she spoke a bit louder. “We’re just… we’re just playing! You know how students are with their jokes.”

She was aware that she didn’t sound the most convincing, but nobody intervened either way. She felt brief relief that she succeeded in the first part of her plan until she turned around again.

“Pitts!” she gasped. “I can explain…” The House-Elf was standing right in front of her, a mix of suspicion and disapproval on his face. Helena never thought that she could feel so bad about disappointing him. “Actually, I can’t. I have to go to Knockturn Alley, and I have to go alone.”

“Helena Ellis has detention tomorrow.”

She stared at him owlishly. “Yes. I know… I remember.”

“Helena Ellis better be on time. Pitts doesn’t like it when students are late.”

For a moment, she didn’t know how to react. Was she being sent off of the Kitchens? Would Pitts try to stop her if she didn’t get out? Would he alarm Dumbledore? But the House-Elf only get closer to Jae and Tonks to check on them. Then, he looked back at her, and she could’ve sworn that he pointed at the fireplace. It wasn’t time for pondering, though. She took a handful of Floo Powder out of her bag and threw it into the flames before Pitts could’ve changed his mind. Shortly after that, she was in the Leaky Cauldron.

“It’s rather late for trips to Diagon Alley, don’t you think?”

The landlord was watching her narrowly from behind the bar.

“I… I just need a book for tomorrow’s exam,” she stuttered out.

Tom shook his head. “It might be your worst lie yet.”

He didn’t say anything more, so Helena just gave him an apologizing look and ran out of the pub. Right before turning into Knockturn Alley, she hid around the corner to put on the Invisibility Cloak which Jae gave her previously for keeping. She started moving even faster now, but by the time Borgin and Burkes was in reach of her sight, she realised she was too late: Rakepick was just leaving the store. Helena cussed in her mind as she was hoping to have more time for preparation, even if only mentally. Still, nobody followed the Curse-Breaker, so she decided on the spot to take a risk and headed in the same lane.

“Rakepick! We need to talk!” she called, getting the Invisibility Cloak off when the distance between them was appropriately small.

The witch turned around casually with a smirk on her face.

“You’re approaching me in the place like that, and your wand is not ready? How reckless of you.”

It was true. Helena was holding her wand, but her arm was hanging freely along her body. She wouldn’t defend herself in time if she was attacked right away.

“Funny, you sound almost like my brother,” she said before she considered her words.

It seemed to amuse Rakepick even more. “Tell me, Miss Ellis. Do you trust him?”

The girl froze hearing that question. Why would she ask about that from all things? She clenched her jaw, once again feeling like Rakepick could read her like an open book – quite literally.

“None of your business.”

“Do you?” she insisted.

“It doesn’t matter. And why’d you even care?”

“Very well.” She didn’t stop smiling. “You wanted to talk, I’m listening then.”

She was too calm. Something was wrong, but Helena couldn’t figure it out yet. She quickly glanced sideways.

“Don’t worry, we won’t be disturbed,” said Rakepick. “I suppose you have some questions.”

She hesitated before answering. “I do.” She came closer to her opponent. “Why did you do this?”

“You have to be more specific.”

“Why did you do anything of what you did?” she snapped. “You said you want to kill me, then why you didn’t? If you’re so powerful, then why a group of teenagers defeated you in the vault? And then, in the Forest…” The words stuck in her throat, and she had to swallow hard. “Why didn’t you kill me? You had a clear shot, you just had to immobilise Ben and Merula. Just… why?”

Rakepick was unaffected. “You know why.”

Helena paused again. She was trying to keep eye contact all that time, but her voice was much quieter when she finally spoke. “Because you want to lure me.”

“And you came here so I’d kill you, preventing R from getting what they want. Pretty smart. Not without reason, you’re my favourite.” She crossed her arms. To Helena’s surprise, she didn’t get her wand. “Still, why would I go along with your plan?”

A lump in her throat was growing bigger, and she felt that her eyes are getting teary, whether from fear or anger. “Every day since Rowan died, I wish you killed me instead…”

“Do you want to tell me that you’re surrendering?” interrupted Rakepick. “So easily?”

“No, I’m not. You have to stop wanting to fight to surrender, and I never wanted to fight. You have to have hope and lose it to surrender, and I lost mine when you left me! I just… I just wanted to keep my friends safe…” Her voice cracked.

“I praised you a moment ago, don’t ruin it like that now,” complained Rakepick, watching her with her head slightly tilted.

“Just do it,” said Helena through her teeth. A tear fell down her cheek, but she didn’t care anymore. “You hate me, don’t you?! I can’t be this important to them!”

“You have no idea how important you are.”

“What, you want me to put up a fight?! Fine, I can pretend!”

If she didn’t want to kill her, Helena’s going to force her to that. She assumed the stance and was raising her hand already, but Rakepick - instead of drawing her own wand - unexpectedly leant forward, gripping her wrist and twisting it off to the side as if she wanted to avoid getting hit by the spell that way. It didn’t really matter, though. For one, that reaction threw Helena off so much that she didn’t even think of using magic. Moreover, in the very next moment, everything went black and some unknown force started pushing on her whole body, making it hard to breathe. And then, it all stopped, as suddenly as it began.

Helena inhaled sharply. She blinked quickly a couple of times, trying to adjust her eyes to seeing again, and she realised that she’s not in Knockturn Alley anymore. She was standing in some kind of field. Well, they were standing – Rakepick was still with her.

“Are you all right, Miss Ellis?” she asked indifferently. “I hope you’re not gonna vomit.”

“Did we just Apparate?” she rasped out, furrowing her brow. “What the hell is going on...?”

“Helen!”

She turned around, trying to identify a person calling her name, but also spot anything which would tell her where they were. And then, she saw her – running towards her, a bright smile on her face. In the next moment, she was embracing her tightly. Her impact spun them both a little in the way that Helena was facing Rakepick again.

“Miss Khanna, you were told to wait at the house.” There was a sign of reprimand in her voice, but her expression remained neutral.

“I know, I’m sorry. I just couldn’t--” Rowan paused half-sentence, only to make her hug even stronger.

“That’s okay, Patricia. I took care of it, we’re safe.”

A male voice was coming from behind Helena’s back - a very familiar voice. She couldn’t see the face of the man, though, as she was restricted by her best friend’s hold. The friend who was supposed to be dead.

_____

Tonks was pacing back and forth on a short distance in the Kitchens.

“Tonks, could you stop and just sit down already?” Jae murmured, rubbing his forehead.

“I can’t, I’m too nervous…”

“Well, you’re making me more nervous too.”

The girl suddenly halted in her tracks. “Maybe we should go for Dumbledore after all?”

“And get into big trouble?”

“Helen might be in trouble right now!” she snapped.

“No, I know…” Jae stood up and walked to Pitts who was keeping an eye on them. “C’mon, Pitts. She’s gone for too long. You have to let us go after her.”

“Jae Kim and Nymphadora Tonks can wait in the Kitchens. If they don’t want to wait, they have to leave.”

“Pitts! I beg you--” started Jae, but he was interrupted by green flames showing up in the nearest fireplace and Helena emerging out of them.

Tonks made a short strangled sound and rushed to her. The Ravenclaw appeared to be scared about what to expect, only to calm down when Tonks hugged her. Still, when she eventually let her go, she punched her arm hard.

“Ouch!” Helena hissed. “It hurt!”

“It was supposed to hurt!” Tonks yelled at her. “What the hell was that?! Have you lost your mind entirely?”

“I’m sorry!” Helena gave her and Jae a remorseful look. “I really am! But I couldn’t put you in danger like that...”

“And what about the danger you put yourself in?” Jae joined in.

“There was no danger,” she replied weakly.

“What?” they asked in unison.

Helena shrugged slightly. “There was no one there. I had a feeling the whole deal with the Whomping Willow might be just some crazy conspiracy theory, I even talked with Talbott about that.”

Tonks raised her eyebrow with her arms crossed. “So, what took you so long then?”

“I’ve been waiting there for a while. Thought that maybe I’m too early or they’d come back.”

“I can recognise a liar when I see one, and you’re lying like a rug, ma’am.”

“I’m not, Jae! I’m just angry that all that planning was for nothing. We only wasted time.”

“Wait, hold on.” Tonks was clearly pondering on something. “But you did find a Black Quill, didn’t you? How you explain that?”

“I dunno. I mean, someone has to hear about Black Quills finally. The rumours spread at Hogwarts like wildfire, and I keep finding them for years. Whoever it was, they had to pull a stupid prank on me.” Neither Tonks nor Jae seemed to be convinced. “I’m serious! Look, I’m not even hurt! Do you really think I’d be back in one piece if R was there and I was alone? Why would I even lie to you about that?”

They exchanged glances, but they backed down. Pitts also started complaining about their presence in the Kitchens, so they decided that it’s better to evacuate. When they were outside already, Tonks insisted to walk Helena all the way to the Ravenclaw Tower, but Jae took that responsibility on himself - it was an unnecessary risk for her to go back later. Two of them quickly sneaked through empty corridors and finally reached a parting point.

“Listen, Jae, I’m really sorry about earlier.”

He smirked. “Don’t worry, I’ll find the way you can repay me. But, Helen…” He got more serious. “If anything happened there that--”

“Everything’s fine, I swear,” she cut in and hugged him. “It’s all gonna be all right.”

#hogwarts mystery #hphm #hphm mc #jacob's sibling #helena ellis #patricia rakepick #jae kim #nymphadora tonks #pitts the house elf #rowan khanna #year 6 #six minutes au #my writing

[flames-bring-a-ton-of-ash]

Hi! Sorry if this is a bother, but do you happen to have a fic rec about your favourite Snamione/Lumione fics? :D I'm in need of some reading material tbh 😂

Hey! Oh, I can definitely give you some favs! I only recently got back into reading Snamione and Lumione, so I’m very behind on fics, and have a spreadsheet of like 200 fics of those two ships that I tell myself I’m going to read, if I ever have the time haha. I’ll give you the ones I’ve read so far that I really enjoyed. They’re mostly pretty long fics, because I tend to lean towards epic fics with loads of character development. If you do happen to read any of them, feel free to let me know what you thought! :D 

I’m putting a keep reading bar because this got a lot longer than I expected it to.

For Snamione:

-Chasing the Sun by Loten. This is my #1 favorite Snamione slow burn so far. It’s pretty long, has a reallll long slow burn, but is SO worth it. I dare you to read the first 3 chapters and not be hooked with the background tale she weaves of Snape. And that’s all I’ll say about that one, otherwise I’ll write an entire essay on how much I friggin LOVED that fic. 

-Post Tenabras, Lux also by Loten. This is another amazing one. Not as much of a slow burn, and it’s set 10 years post-war. But holy shit, it’s SO good. Loten is a genius writer, and she delves into the psychology and mental health of Severus and Hermione in such a beautiful way in both her longer fics. She portrays all the horrors of Snape’s past in a way that gives you all the feels, and then allows him to finally get the love and redemption that (I think) he always deserved. I walked around with a huge, goofy smile on my face the rest of the day when I finished both this and Chasing the Sun. 

-Pet Project by Caeria. This is a long as HELL slow burn. Seriously, it’s like almost all slow burn, which got a bit frustrating at times, but also, I love the torture of slow burn, and this was torture of the utmost level. It’s one of those fics where you squeal in happiness the first time Snape doesn’t openly sneer at Hermione and instead just neutrally glares, that’s how slow of a burn it is haha. It’s so much fun to see Hermione trying to be on Snape’s side and have his back, while also not wanting him to know that’s what she’s doing. It takes forever for her to win him over, but that’s what makes it so captivating a read, at least for me. 

-The Love You Take by Subersa. This is a very interesting fic, in that Hermione is cursed by Voldemort to be sexually bonded to the first man she sees when she wakes up. He means for it to be Dumbledore, but Dumbledore pushes Snape in front of her, instead. So, we start off the fic with Hermione being cursed to need sexual release from Snape on a VERY frequent basis. I was really hesitant to read this one, because they sleep together really early on in the fic (and I tend to prefer slow burns), but holy crap, this author kept me hooked the entire way through. Besides the plot being phenomenal, she proved me wrong in thinking I couldn’t enjoy a long fic that started out with smut. The diversity in the love/sex scenes was just…ugh, so good. It never felt repetitive or boring, and the very end of the fic, at the post-war ceremony, had me in tears. It was beautiful. 

-Of Muggles and Magic by Aurette. I just finished this fic on Friday, and it was a glorious historical AU Snamione fic. It starts out when Hermione is 11 years old, and goes through her growing up, in a way that is very different than her canon Hogwarts experience. It has a very Pride & Prejudice and Jane Eyre type of feel, which was really fun to read. And there were some hilarious parts that had me choking back cackles while reading on my work breaks. This was my first time reading a fic by Aurette, and I know it will most certainly not be my last, because her writing is phenomenal. 

-Clash of the Conjurers by llorolluvia. This is another one where Snape and Hermione are cursed together, thanks to Voldemort. In this one, Hermione is cursed to obey any and every command Snape gives to her. She’s seen by the Death Eaters as a sort of “pet” for him…but he quickly comes to see her as much more than that. This was another fic that wasn’t a slow burn, but still kept me captivated the entire way through. I especially loved the other characters’ reactions each time one of them found out about Snape and Hermione’s relationship. That’s a trope I adore, when the others find out and are so enraged and suspicious, but then they slowly see little moments of Snape showing affection towards Hermione, and come to learn that he really does care about her, after all. Le sigh. 

-Debaucery by Desert_Sea. This is a post-war fic where Severus has handled his demons by…basically…becoming a playboy. He goes around sleeping with every woman he meets, since he’s now seen as this attractive, bad boy, war hero. Hermione is pretty disgusted with him…but also intrigued to know if he’s really as good in bed as all the other women around her say he is. It’s a funny and sexy fic, as are all of Desert_Sea’s fics that I’ve read so far. 

-Doing it for the Order also by Desert_Sea. This is one where Snape (and the other Death Eaters) are cursed to sleep with at least one muggle once every week, courtesy of Voldemort (he sure does like to curse this couple lol). Rather than Snape try to find a new muggle each week, Dumbledore enlists Hermione to help Snape with his, uh, little problem ;)

-Tango also by Desert_Sea. This one is just pretty much a few chapters of PWP but omgggg it’s so hot! One of my favorite Snamione tropes is them dancing together in front of the rest of Hogwarts. And that’s how this fic starts out. With a sexy as fuck tango, which leads to even sexier as fuck smut. 

-Teaching Miss Granger by OracleObscured. So, I am only about halfway through this fic, mainly because if I read more than 2 or 3 chapters at a time, I run a very real risk of spontaneous combustion. This is a huge fic of pretty much pure porn. It’s also mainly BDSM porn. It’s dirty as fuckkkk and it gets me too overheated to read a lot of at once, so I pick it up here and there to read a bit of when I feel physical prepared to do so. 

-Quartet also by OracleObscured. So, like the other fic by this author, this one is pretty much all porn with some plot thrown in. But, this one is a Hermion/Snape/Lucius/Draco fic. Yes, they all fuck her at the same time, as well as on their own. Draco is more like her sub in this, Lucius is the loving, sensual dom, and Severus is the authoritative, I’m in charge dom. They all play really well off one another (altho not gonna lie, I prefer Severus the most). It’s another dirty as hell fic. It’s not completed, which is a good thing, because I can only handle this one a chapter or two at a time, when it updates. 

For Lumione

-Eden by obsessmuch. Okay, so this story is not for the faint of heart. It is angsty as hell, and the ending…omg, it will ruin you. I still think about it months later. Like, it’ll randomly pop up in my head and I just sit and stare at the wall and think “holy shit” because it just messed with my emotions that much. This fic honestly ruined me for most other Lumione fics, and I am struggling to find any other fics of this pairing that come close to this one. Lucius is NOT fluffy or romantic in this. He’s the canon Death Eater Lucius that I imagine him to be. He’s a horrible man, and he treats Hermione horribly. In fact, he tortures the hell out of her in the beginning of the fic, and I was at first shocked by my own fascination with the story. But I just…I couldn’t stop reading. This book sucked me up, wouldn’t let go until the ride was over, then spit me back out an emotional wreck. Their relationship is unhealthy, obsessive, Stockholm Syndrome at its finest, and if you dare to read it, I would LOVE to hear what you think about it. 

-Ninety Days of Darkness by Fragilereality. This is another darker Lucius fic (altho not nearly as dark as Eden). Hermione is a prisoner in Malfoy Manor, and the two are forced into an engagement by Voldemort. It’s a very interesting tale, although I will say I read this pretty soon after reading Eden, and I just couldn’t stop comparing it to that fic. So this one is great, but I should’ve given myself time to process my feels over Eden before trying to read it. 

-For Pure Blood by malfoycouture. So, I haven’t finished this one, which makes me sad, because it had me HOOKED in the beginning. Hermione finds out that the order needs a rare ingredient in the war against Voldemort, an ingredient only the Malfoys possess. So, she offers Lucius a trade: the ingredient for her virginity. What I loved about this fic was all the characters were so damn smart, and always a step ahead of each other. Not just Hermione and Lucius, but also Ginny and Narcissa. It has a lot of intrigue and is action-packed, but for some reason, I think that’s what kinda made me drift from it. I made it about 18 of the 22 chapters in (the chapters are pretty huge) before I lost interest and drifted off to read a Snamione fic, instead, and I have yet to come back and finish it. Perhaps I shall try to do so in the near future. 

-Girl Talk by Snapes_Goddess. This fic is on adultfanfiction.net, and the set up of all those fics is really weird now, with these weird symbols in place of all punctuation, so if you can’t look past that annoyance, I totally get it. I found this fic back when I was first obsessed with HP fanfiction yearssss ago. And honestly, just about anything by that author is fabulous. She writes a lot of Snamione and Lumione fics, both short smutty ones and longer ones. I was obsessed with her back in the day, and Girl Talk is one of my favorites of hers. It’s mostly smut, but also has a romance to it. Basically, it starts out with Lucius overhearing Hermione tell Ginny that she’s never had enjoyable sex. He offers his…”services” and god damnnnnn the smut is hot in this. Lucius is a sex god. I go back and re-read certain chapters of this fic more times than I care to admit. Mostly the first 5 or 6 chapters. The scene where he fucks her up against a pillar at a Ministry ceremony, with Harry and the others only a few feet away… *fans self rapidly*

There ya have it! Those are the main Snamione and Lumione fics that popped into my head that I’ve enjoyed! If you know of any others that you’d recommend, feel free to throw em my way! 

Also, I’m currently reading this AMAZING vampire romance/mystery fic I found on Wattpad (it’s the first non-fanfiction fic I’ve read in a long time, but I’m hooked). I actually have been picturing a younger Severus as the lead vampire while reading it haha. If anyone is interested, go check it out. It’s called Belle Mort by Bella_Higgin. It’s the first in a series of 3 books, and it perfectly blends together humor, mystery, and sexiness. I’m just now discovering how many amazing original novels are on Wattpad, and idk whether to cry in happiness or scream in despair that it’s going to cause me to add a billion more books to my “need to read” list lol. 

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