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unfortunate-arrow · 8 months

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𝐎𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐢𝐥𝐥

A/N: For @hp-12monthsofmagic’s August prompt (“School’s out for the summer”). Set in June 1991.

The setting sun painted the sky with reds, purples, oranges, and yellows as it sank beneath the horizon and the edge of the Black Lake, marking the close of yet another year at Hogwarts. And for the cast of seventh years, it marked the final sunset that they would enjoy while students. Sara O’Donnell had never quite believed that she and her siblings would make it to that day. Their older brother hadn’t and the quadruplets had been sucked into the same mystery that their older brother had been.

“We made it,” her brother, Ryan, announced.

“I wasn’t sure that we would m-make it,” her other brother, Conor, mused.

Ryan let out a snort of laughter, throwing one arm around Conor’s shoulders and the other around their sister, Cara’s shoulders.

“But we made it, and all in one piece,” Cara responded.

“Not all of our friends made it, though,” Sara muttered, not trying to bring the mood down but it was in moments like this that Ash Khanna’s absence could be felt so acutely. It was obvious with the way that all of their friends were gathered around the bonfire at the opposite end of the lakeshore.

“Yeah,” Ryan echoed. “But, we can’t change the past.”

“No, we can’t.”

“We’re getting melancholy here, guys. For as much sadness as there was, there were some great times. I mean, at least one of us found a spouse,” Cara responded, elbowing Sara in the stomach. In turn, Sara’s face turned bright red as she found the shadowy form of Barnaby Lee. They’d been together for two years now, since the end of OWLs.

“Maybe so, but I’m not ready to think about marriage yet.”

“God, we’re n-n-not even eighteen y-y-yet,” Conor responded.

“Yeah. I don’t want to get engaged until I’m at least 21. And anyways, I’m not the one off to university in the fall,” Sara said, turning to face her younger brother.

Conor grinned sheepishly, but didn’t say anything as he ducked his head bashfully. It had taken a lot of convincing to get Conor to even consider applying for university to study architecture. He had taken multiple correspondence courses over the summers, in math and physics and whatever else was needed to even be eligible for an architecture university program. But, the O’Donnells supported one another. It was what they did. It was how they convinced Conor to follow his dream and how they convinced Cara to pursue her interests in art.

“Hey! O’Donnells! Are you going to join us or just be sadly sentimental over there?” Charlie Weasley called, as he jogged down from the beach.

“Like you wouldn’t be the exact same way,” Ryan retorted.

“Yeah, yeah. Come join us anyways.”

“We’re coming.”

Sara shook her head, but followed Charlie and her siblings to join the rest of their friends. She dropped down onto one of the logs next to Barnaby, who draped an arm across her shoulders. The yellows and reds of the fire flickered across everyone’s faces.

“We’ll stay in touch, right?” Penny Haywood asked, looking across at everyone.

“Yeah. We’ll try,” Sara responded.

“Well, Winger and I will both be entering auror training and I expect to see Sara at the hospital,” Nymphadora Tonks announced, grinning at Talbott Winger, who sat alone.

“Barnaby and I are going to be undergoing magiozoology training together,” Liz Tuttle added.

“And Barnaby will be living with Conor and myself in Dublin,” Sara responded, grinning at her boyfriend.

“Yep,” Barnaby agreed.

“We’ll do our best, but life acts in funny ways. We’ll drift apart and come back together,” Cara mused, sounding like Hufflepuff’s former quidditch captain, Orion Amari.

“To coming together again,” Penny echoed, holding up her glass.

“Slainte!” Ryan cheered back.

#hp12mom #sara o'donnell #ryan o’donnell #cara o’donnell #conor o’donnell #the o’donnell quads #hphm #hogwarts mystery #mentions of much of the cast #speakers:#barnaby lee #charlie weasley #penny haywood #nymphadora tonks #liz tuttle #my writing #my aesthetic

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bluedaisy12 · 4 months

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~ Things I have scripted about Hogwarts

Each new student gets a map of the castle to help them get around it without getting lost on their way to classes and such.

Dorms – Students have the option to pick from four dorm sizes: singles, doubles, triples and quads.

Uniforms - Students have to wear their uniforms during school hours, they are free to change in the clothes they have bought with them after their classes are finished. During the evening classes like Astronomy or club meetings the students have to wear some part of their uniform, it can be the cloak or the tie or something alike.

House of Slytherin

☆ I have scripted that the Slytherin common room looks like the one in Hogwarts Legacy because damn is it beautiful. (link to a youtube video showing it)

☆ The passwords are changed each week, and we get a slip of paper of what it is on Sundays during supper.

☆ The head of the house is still Sour Snape, just for the fun of annoying that old man.

School Events

There is a New Years Eve ball during the last week of school before Christmas break. Parties in the common rooms usually happen every month or two, it really depends on how far into the school year it is. All students from 5th year and above are allowed to go to the parties, and people follow this rule religiously.

Prefects and their responsibilities

There are 3 prefects in each house, there has to be at least one of each gender. The prefects don’t have a lot of duties / chores (I still want to live my life you know?). All they have to do is patrol the Hogwarts Express during the train rides, taking house points for misbehaviour and dish out detentions. Prefects do not have a curfew and can walk around freely unless told otherwise by the teachers, the same goes for head girls and head boys.

Slytherin's prefects: Draco Malfoy, Pansy Parkinson, Daria Krum (me)

Ravenclaw's prefects: Padma Patil, Anthony Goldstein, Cho Chang

Hufflepuff's prefects: Ernie Macmillan, Hannah Abbott, Cedric Diggory

Gryffindor's prefects: Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Dean Thomas

School life

There are electives that students can choose from, some of the electives have felid trips, for example muggle studies go and visit a museum or something. The basic subjects like History of Magic sometimes have a fieldtrip once in a while too, historical magical places and such.

Laundry days are on mondays, wednesdays and fridays, the laundry itself is done by the house elves. To have your clothes washed you have to take them to the laundry room which is by the kitchen, you do not have to pick your clean laundry though, it appears back in your closet after it has been washed and dried.

#hogwarts dr #shifting realities #golden trio era #shifting community #reality shifter #gryffindor #hufflepuff #hogwarts houses #ravenclaw #slytherin #hogwarts #prefects

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georgeweasleyslostearhq · 11 months

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DOUBLE DATE?

Pairings: George Weasley x Fem!reader Summary: you've been trying to set up your best friend, George with your friend Angelina so you go on a double date with them and you and your boyfriend. Warnings: none?

"c'mon Georgie, have you asked Angie out yet? are you going to Hogsmeade this weekend with her?" you grabbed a hold of Georges arm excitedly about the topic of them going on a date together

"I haven't gotten to it yet, love" he sighed, his shoulders slouching at the thought of going out with Angelina

Angie...she's great, she likes quidditch, she's smart, pretty and kind but she's not what George thinks about every minute of the day, she's not the one that makes him nervous or makes him get butterflies every time she laughs.

it's just not her.

"but you will do it though, right? you'd have an amazing time" you smiled brightly up at the twin, you made it hard for him to say no sometimes.

"yeah, when I have time"

you let go of his arm as you walked towards one of the quads, spotting your boyfriend, George looks over at him and back at you, smiling softly, not wanting you to leave

"good, because if you don't I'll have to ask her for you" you said strictly

"I know, I know"

"good, see' ya!" you waved at him before turning away and going to your boyfriend, who happened to be in Ravenclaw, way smarter than George could ever be, the younger twin often found himself thinking.

the ginger watched you walk away from him, but he still felt your touch on his arm, the tingling sensation never stopping.

George still hadn't asked Angelina out to Hogsmeade, yes, he had talked to her, I mean they are friendly towards each other, but he couldn't find it in himself to do anything, because deep down he didn't want to, not with her.

and you knew he hadn't, but you just thought he was too nervous to so you decided to do it yourself. besides, the trip to Hogsmeade it tomorrow

you walked up to the girl who was sitting in the great hall, eating a snack with a friend, who was busy discussing transfiguration with professor McGonagall"

"hey Ang! going to Hogsmeade tomorrow?" you asked

"no, I was going to stay here and study for muggle studies, why?" she tilted her head, her ponytail swaying as she moved

"oh, I was just gonna ask you if you wanted to go with me, Liam's got detention so.." you sighed

"oh, ok yeah, I'll go with you sure!" she grinned

"you sure? you need to study" you asked, you didn't take muggle studies but you did hear about the test they have coming up as George also takes it.

"it's in 2 weeks, I'll be fine, meet me tomorrow at 10 at the gate?" she brushed it off

"alright! see ya then!" you beamed at her, skipping to to common room where you knew George was

"Georgieeee" you laughed as you strolled into the common room, his head snapping towards you as he sat on the couch

"yeah?" he blinked in a confused manner

"wanna go to Hogsmeade with me tomorrow?" you questioned happily, going to sit beside him

"what about Liam?" he moved over so you could sit, you lifted your legs up and set them on his lap, facing him as he looked over and you questionably

"he's got detention" you shrugged

"a guy as smart as him got detention?" he raised an eyebrow, somewhat shocked by the news

"he corrected Snape, what else would you expect?" you laughed

it was true, he did, in fact have detention for that very reason, but you used it for your advantage

"who else is going?" he shifted in his seat, moving your legs a bit to be more comfortable

"no one, just me and you" you lied to him, a slight smile on your face as you saw his reaction

"oh ok, yeah, I'll join ya, I need to go to Zonkos anyway" he agreed.

"great, meet me outside of three broomsticks so we can gets butterbeer first"

you walked with Angie towards the place you're meeting George

"oh yeah, just so you know, George is gonna be there, he wanted to come" you informed her as you saw him standing outside of the Three Broomsticks.

"oh ok, cool" she nodded her head, fixing her scarf as it blew off her shoulder

George caught the sight of You walking with Angelina as you approached and his smile faltered, it wasn't just gonna be you and him.

"hey Georgie" you greeted him with a big smile

"hi" he turned to the girl beside you "Angie" he nodded politley

"hello George" she mimicked his movements, nodding her head too.

"well i'm freezing, let's go inside and get some butterbeer, shall we?" you suggested, looking between the two of your friends.

"right yeah" George looked at you and opened the door, letting you both walk in first

"aw, how sweet George" you giggled, looking back at Angelina

"isn't he a gentleman, Ang?" you asked with a smirk

"he is" she laughed lowly

you got a table and sat down together, but quickly got up, excusing yourself from the table

"i gotta go to the bathroom real quick, order me a butterbeer will ya?" you asked them before walking around the corner towards the bathrooms, but you skipped the ladies door and went to the front door, leaving the shop to go back to school, after a quick shop at honeydukes.

it had been five minutes and your butterbeer was on the table in front of your seat next to George.

it didn't feel right with her, it was awkward, it was getting to the point when they both started to figure out you left them there together.

George felt stupid for thinking you wanted to just spend time with him alone, it's been a while since you've done that.

ever since you got with Liam you hadn't gone here alone

"she left didn't she?" Angelina finally spoke, she was aware that you trying to set her up with the younger twin, but she didn't think you would act upon it, besides, she fancied a different twin

"yep, I'm sorry, i don't know why she's so fixated on doing this" he sighed, rubbing his eyes, staring down at his empty glass

"i'll pay for your drink, you can go and study for Muggle studies, i gotta get some things anyway" he shook his head, giving her a sight smile

"are you sure, i don't wanna leave you" she felt bad if she left, but she did need to study, when she agreed to come she thought she's be spending it with a friend, not her crush's brother

"yeah it's fine, go on ahead, I'll see you on Monday" he insisted, she gathered her things and got up, looking at George with a pitiful look

"I'm sorry" she said

George looked up at her confused "for what?"

"I know you like her" she didn't need to say more, George bit the inside of his cheek and nodded his head

"it's fine ang, just go"

he didn't need a scientist to tell him he liked you, he knew, but hearing it out loud hit a nerve in his body, it was stupid wasn't it? stupid and so cliché.

he drank the butterbeer that was supposed to be yours and payed for them before leaving, popping in the Zonkos to buy a few things for him and Fred.

the school was basically empty, everybody was at Hogsmeade with they're partners and friends to have fun, but not George.

he grumpily walked into the common room and found you reading on the couch, staying warm by the fire.

the room was empty, no one there but you and now him. you heard his footsteps and looked up, smiling immediately

"hey! how was Hogsmeade with Angie?" you asked him, feeling happy to see him after a date with Angie

"after you left us there i told her to go, she needed to study, Y/n, you wasted her time by asking her to go" George wasn't in the mood for your match making game anymore, it had been months and he was tired of it, he wasn't mad but he just wanted you to stop.

"being with you isn't a waste of time" you put your book down on the table

"yeah well we weren't there to spend it with each other, we were there to spend time with you" he shook his head at you

"well i thought it would be nice, i mean you didn't ask her out so i did it for you, I basically gave you a free date with her" your smile faltered, he looked annoyed at you, he never looks annoyed

"free? i payed for the all the drinks, which i could barely afford, including your one that was left untouched because you left, and did you ever stop to think that i didn't ask her out yet becuase i don't want to?" he rambled, putting his bag down

"you said you were gonna, i just assumed you were too nervous" you shrugged

"i said that because i wanted to make you happy, and I've never told you I've liked her, because i can tell you right now that I don't, I don't like her" he huffed out

"i'm sorry, I just wanted to go on a double date with you two and me and Liam" you apologised sheepishly

"and why do you think i would want to do that? love, I would rather have detention with Snape 100 times than go on a double date with you and Liam" he said your boyfriends name weirdly

"what why?" you stood up, walking towards him, he looked angry now

"because why would i want to see you on a date with another guy!?" he scoffed

"what do you mean, you would be there" you furrowed your eyebrows

"yeah but you wouldn't be with me" he took a breath, looking down at you disappointedly

"yes i would, i mean you could sit next to me" you said, trying to reason with him

"how do you not understand what i'm saying?" he laughed sadly

"well what are you trying to say?" you stepped closer, grabbing his hand supportively, he looked down at your hands and lifted them up, showing you

"what type of friends do this?" he motioned towards your hands, you look at them and smile

"best friends?" you answer him

"no, name friends that hold hands, love" he looks at you pleadingly

"i don't know" you thought for a second before giving him your answer

"i know i've never seen it, but i can tell you that couples do it" he tells you

"i know, I hold Liam's hand all the time!" you smile

"so why do we hold hands, we're not a couple" he whispers

you let go of his hand and step back

"i know, we're best friends"

"this is useless" he closes his eyes, rubbing his face

"well then just tell me what you're trying to say! it's not that hard" you swing your hands around

"figure it out, everything i've said should tell you what i'm trying to say" he clenches his jaw.

you looked down and thought about what he said. you weren't clueless you were just blinded.

so when the switch clicked in your mind, you looked up at him, his face telling you all you needed to know

his face was gentle, holding a barely visible smile and his eyes held such a tenderness and loving look, you could see the longing and the strong feelings that they held, but they looked sad. no wonder why.

"how long?" you muttered, it was so quiet, the only other noise what the crackle from the fire

"so long...too long" he murmured, the look never leaving his face

"why did you never tell me?" you asked, feeling as though you've missed out

"what would you have said? because if you said no then I would of lost my best friend" he breath hitched and you could see it in his chest

"i never would have said no to you George, not in any universe would i have said no to that" you felt your nose begin to buzz as you felt tears begin to form in your eyes

"well then I'm sorry" he came closer. bringing you into his embrace

"You should've told me" you said into his chest. Muffling your words

"I didn't want to lose you" he responded sadly

"You wouldn't of"

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#george wealsey x reader #george weasley #fred and george #harry potter #imagine #oneshot #oliver phelps #fred weasley #angelina johnson #griffindor #hogwarts #netflix

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whollyjoly · 4 months

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@mads-weasley and whollyjoly present:

quad chart: kinky ron discord edition 🔥

ranking from pookie - babygirl - whore (affectionate) - wife with bonus addition: feral, specifically for @panzershrike-pretz

featuring: @sweetxvanixlla @ronald-speirs @coco-bean-1218 @mutantmanifesto @samwinchesterslostshoe @iceman-kazansky @bucky32557038ww2 @xxluckystrike @land-sh @footprintsinthesxnd @deputy-buck @next-autopsy @georgieluz @malarkgirlypop @panzershrike-pretz @mads-weasley @whollyjoly

inspired by this post from @blueberry-ovaries

hehe

we hope you enjoy it, nerds!!!

#and you know what i stand by all of our decisions #hehe i had SO MUCH FUN doing this with you mads!!!#thank you for the brilliant idea my dear!!!#me and the gang (bottom text)#i love my mutuals so much okay #em speaks

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animasola86 · 5 months

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↓ LANDMARKS ETC. MASTERLIST

(last updated: Apr 03, 2024) // work in progress!

Dissecting the Intro:

Part 1: London, 1890

Part 2: Victor Rookwood

Part 3: Hogwarts Carriage

Part 4: Dragon Attack

Part 5: Falling

Part 6: Squirrel + MC Showcase

Halloween Edition:

Hogwarts at Night

Death Day Ballroom

Hogwarts Halloween 1 (Transfiguration courtyard, Central Hall, Greenhouses, Bell Tower entrance, Viaduct bridge, Viaduct courtyard)

Hogwarts Halloween 2 (Wooden bridge, Clock Tower courtyard/entrance)

Hogwarts Halloween 3 (Quad courtyard, Viaduct bridge)

Hogwarts Halloween 4 (Great Hall)

Hogsmeade Halloween

The Great Hall and the Four Houses

Winter Edition:

Hogwarts from above

On top of Ravenclaw Tower

Hogsmeade at Night

Hogsmeade

En route to Hogwarts: from the station to the lake

En route to Hogwarts: the Boat House

En route to Hogwarts: the Underground Harbour

...

Christmas Edition:

Signs and Shops of Hogsmeade

A Hogwarts Christmas: Bell Tower

A Hogwarts Christmas: Clock Tower

A Hogwarts Christmas: Great Hall

A Hogwarts Christmas: Central Hall

A Hogwarts Christmas: Transfiguration Courtyard

A Hogwarts Christmas: Grand Staircase

A Hogwarts Christmas: Entrance Hall

A Hogwarts Christmas: Defence Against the Dark Arts Tower

Christmas Common Room: Ravenclaw

Christmas Common Room: Hufflepuff

Christmas Common Room: Slytherin

Christmas Common Room: Gryffindor

...

Special Places:

Library

The Restricted Section (first floor/ghost floor)

The Restricted Section (hallway to the basement)

The Restricted Section (basement)

Kitchens

The Door to the Undercroft

Undercroft

Underground Harbour

Staircase to the Boathouse: the Gazebo

Greenhouses (Interior)

Greenhouses (Exterior/Winter)

Hidden Herbology Corridor

Bathrooms of Hogwarts

The Prefects' Bathroom

The Room of Requirement (pre-phoenix/Ambience overview)

...

Common Rooms:

Slytherin common room

Details of the Slytherin common room

Slytherin dormitories (fifth-years, boys)

Ravenclaw common room

Ravenclaw dormitories (fifth-years, girls)

Gryffindor common room

Details of the Gryffindor common room

Gryffindor dormitories: boys

Gryffindor dormitories: girls

Gryffindor dormitories: fifth-years, girls

Hufflepuff common room and dormitory (fifth-years, girls)

Quidditch posters

Classrooms/Offices/Quarters:

Potions Classroom

Prof. Sharp's Office

Prof. Sharp's Quarters

Prof. Sharp's Secret Hobby Room

Charms Classroom

Prof. Ronen's Office + Secret Rooftop Cell

Defence Against the Dark Arts Classroom

Prof. Hecat's Office

Transfiguration Classroom

Prof. Weasley's Office

Prof. Fig's Classroom (Magical Theory)

Prof. Fig's office

Astronomy Classroom/Astronomy Tower

Divination Classroom

History of Magic Classroom

other Classrooms (Muggle Studies, Arithmancy, Alchemy)

Places/Objects in the Highlands:

Isidora's Chamber in the Overlook Mine

Isidora's Chamber in the Mountain Cavern

Paintings in the Mountain Cavern

The Mountain Cavern

The Hogwarts Express

The Forbidden Forest (entrance/with Garreth)

The Forbidden Forest (by night)

The Three Broomsticks (daytime)

The Three Broomsticks (nighttime)

...

NOTICE: If you'd like to see screenshots of any place not on the list yet, don't be shy and tell me!* I'd gladly take even more screenshots! :D

*Please note that it might take me a while to get to certain parts of the game as I am currently focusing on winter/christmas time! Anything before that won't be a problem!

[ SCREENSHOTS MASTERLIST ]

#hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy screenshots #masterlist #screenshots #game photography #virtual photography #hogwarts #gryffindor #hufflepuff #ravenclaw #slytherin #my screencaps #work in progress

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weissaddams · 1 year

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Wenclair Fic Idea No. 2

Hufflepuff Enid and Slytherin Wednesday

Houses have classes together all the time. They inevitably become close when they’re partnered up during a potions class. No one had wanted to partnered up with Wednesday during the first day of class in their first year, but Enid being the Hufflepuff that she was, volunteered.

Enid was a bit of an outcast herself as some people were still afraid of werewolves since the Great War. That didn’t stop her from being liked and making friends, though. Sure, she transformed every full moon, but the professors made sure all the werewolves were safely tucked away during those full moons. Where no one would harm them and where they wouldn’t be able to harm anyone.

Fast forward to Fifth year, a niche little friend group has formed. Bianca and Yoko are in Ravenclaw. Divina and Ajax were Gryffindor. Enid, Kent and Eugene were in Hufflepuff and Wednesday was in Slytherin.

They were an odd bunch, but they worked. Well, they’d fall apart without Enid keeping them all together, but so far so good.

Wednesday and Enid have gotten fairly close by now, the closest, really.

On the first day of Advanced potions, as they were seated together, brewing Amortentia.

They were both so confused why their potions didn’t smell any different. It was the same smell Enid always found comfortable, Ink and cedar wood. Vanilla and petrichor for Wednesday.

They’d asked Ms. Thornhill what they did wrong, but was assured that their potions were 100% perfect as it smelled just like her own brew.

Odd? No, they were just oblivious idiots who couldn’t figure out they were smelling each other’s scents because that what Amortentia does.

It gives off the smell of someone you love. Which would be pretty hard to distinguish if you’re already so used to it.

Surely, they knew that? They were chosen for the Advanced Potions class, after all.

Not a chance. Their friends could only smile knowingly at their confusion.

Additionally, dementors were loose on the school grounds because let’s say Azkaban had too many now.

Their little friend group was hanging out and studying by the Whomping Willow when the sky turned gray and the temperature dropped.

The teachers weren’t able to get them inside in time and the older students were helping fend off the dementors. Wednesday and Bianca were bravely deflecting them but Protego and Expelliarmus could only do so much.

They were the oldest there and just Wednesday was thrown back and a dementor was hovering over her, ready to suck out what little color she had let into her life, a blinding glow emerged from Enid’s wand, shielding her and pushing the dementor away.

A patronus in the form of a raven was pushing all the dementors away. When she realized she’d bought them some time, she ran to Wednesday and helped her hurry back into the dorms.

Enid’s patronus was a raven. The Addams family was known for having doves and ravens and Wednesday was raven.

Fast forward to a few months later, Wednesday’s patronus sweeps the whole quad as it shields Enid from a flock of dementors.

Wednesday’s patronus was a wolf. It looked familiar. Almost like a certain werewolf from Hufflepuff?

Additionally:

All Addams are Slytherins. They’re royal blood and stuff like the Malfoys but, you know, not evil death eaters. Nicer.

Sinclairs are like the Weasleys. House like the Burrow but bigger and more money.

Werewolf stigma is a lot better since the Great War but it’s still kinda there.

What house do you think Weems would be in? She’s headmistress.

Wednesday and Enid aren’t roomies because different houses have different areas, but they always study together in the library, outside, anywhere really.

Would Wednesday vs Enid as seekers in Quidditch be too much? (Morticia was a chaser during their time at Hogwarts).

Hmm, what else?

Wednesday learns to be an Animagus! A black cat that runs with Enid on full moons but she doesn’t know yet that it’s Wednesday?

Thing is with them at school, of course, just forgot to write him in. Pugsley, too, eventually.

Wednesday has the invisibility cloak. Her owl is white like Hedwig and called Nero.

Enid’s owl is gray and called Joey.

Also, no one would dare show any kind of disrespect towards Enid lest they want Wednesday Addams to hex them into tomorrow.

Yes, hi. I’m sure this is messy but it’s been in my head for days now. Huge HP nerd here. I’ll probably edit this later on. Didn’t mean to make it look like an actual fic.

#wenclair #wednesday addams #enid sinclair #wednesday #enid #wenclair headcanon?#wenclair fanfic?#wenlcair hogwarts au

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ellorypurebloodculture · 1 year

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So for ficlet Friday my mind got thinking of twin pool power quad and rare pair like I don’t think it exists anywhere:

So my request: George and Fred Weasley paired with Flora and Hestia Carrow in a quad. :)

(😂😂😂 I've never even heard of those two, so, yes, it definitely counts as rare.)

"How would you like to be the most powerful witches in Avalon, Lady Flora, Lady Hestia?" Mister Fred Weasley inquires.

Lady Flora Carrow shares a glance with her twin sister, before returning her attention to Fred and commanding, "Elaborate."

Mister George Weasley, silent until now, nods at the Carrow sisters and states, "You're unbonded and so are we; if you're amenable to a bonding, we'll have four-fold magical power."

"We might be Slytherins, we might covet power, but neither of us will settle for a loveless bonding," Lady Hestia Carrow states after sharing another glance with her sister.

"Oh," Fred and George reply simultaneously, Cheshire grins appearing on their faces, "that won't be a problem."

#ellory answers #ellory writes #five sentence ficlet friday #george weasley/flora carrow/fred weasley/hestia carrow

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dhr-ao3 · 8 months

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Forced Alliances

Forced Alliances https://ift.tt/C65LGKY by writes_and_wrongs “You no longer belong to a house,” Lupin said. “You belong to your quad. You and your three counterparts will become reliant and dependent on each other. Your success is their success. But your failures will also mean their failures.” Hermione tensed as Ginny squeezed her hand. “You will earn points for your quad. Quad points eventually result in special privileges. This will mean balls, Hogsmeade, trips to Diagon Alley, and trips home on long weekends and holidays,” Snape said. “Without points, you don’t leave.” Hermione’s eyes widened. They’d keep them from going home on breaks? Could they do that? “You can earn points just like you used to,” Lupin said. “Academic achievement, cooperation, and selflessness. You cannot lose points, though.” Hermione watched as the tense room seemed to exhale. “Points earned cannot be removed,” Lupin continued. “It will be your quad’s responsibility to devise a punishment fitting of the crime,” Snape announced. WIP (updated once a week) Words: 6015, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Categories: F/M, Multi Characters: Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy, Theodore Nott, Ginny Weasley, Blaise Zabini, Dean Thomas, Cedric Diggory, Cho Chang, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Severus Snape, Remus Lupin Relationships: Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy, Theodore Nott/Ginny Weasley Additional Tags: Dramione Month 2023, Alternate Universe - Harry Potter Setting, Alternate Universe - No Voldemort, Games, Forced Cohabitation, Partners to Lovers, Eventual Smut, Action/Adventure, Action & Romance, POV Hermione Granger, Alternate Universe - Hogwarts, Characters Re-Sorted Into Different Hogwarts Houses, Punishment via AO3 works tagged 'Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy' https://ift.tt/tmIVEwi September 05, 2023 at 01:26AM

#IFTTT #Dramione #Draco x Hermione

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onthemerits · 1 year

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okay what do we think about a buffy the vampire slayer au done proper crimson rivers style?

all the human characters would be aged up to be in college. it would probably be rated m with mcd and and graphic violence. more proposed details below the cut

jily, jegulus, wolfstar, pandalily, bartylus, pandora x xeno, marylily, narcissa x alice, narcissa x lily, rosekiller, and dorlene (all genuine and given their own "screentime")

also some very very brief prongsfoot, lucius x narcissa, and bella x voldy

im not going to say which ships are endgame but some of the character mapping makes it a little bit obvious

The Scoobies (Marauders): Slayer!James, Watcher!Remus, Wicca!Lily, MayorsOfficeIntern!Peter

The Messy Vampire S(quad): EvilVampire!Bellatrix, SoulfulVampire!Sirius, PoetVampire!Regulus, and WizardVampire!Barty

Others of Note: Wicca!Pandora, Seer!Mary, Werewolf!Xeno, MayorsOfficeIntern!Evan, Vampire!Lucius, Vampire!Narcissa, Slayer!Marlene, VengenceDemon!Dorcas, Slayer!Effie, VampireHellGod!Voldemort, Mysterious!Harry, Watcher!Alice, Watcher!Frank, Watcher!Dumbledore, Watcher!McGonagall, Watcher!Moody, Watcher!Pomfrey, MagicShopOwner!Aberforth, IncelTrio!Snape, IncelTrio!Mulciber, IncelTrio!Avery, Himbo!Monty, Molly Weasley, Gideon&Fabian Prewett, Slughorn, Flitwick,

im also interested in doing it episode/season style; im so excited because as ive typed this up ive come up with like fifty million different ideas

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Hi can you do something like mattheo riddle x Potter! Reader? Where reader is the daughter of Harry and Mattheo studies in her year so because of that, Harry makes Hermione (who is the teacher of defence against the dark in the cursed child) to keep her away from mattheo as he thinks mattheo might take revenge for his father? which he might be intending to? But mattheo goes full on yandere on reader ?

b a c k g r o u n d :

Y/n Potter, fem!reader

Hermione Weasley as DADA professor

Hermione is told to keep Y/n away from Mattheo Riddle bc he’s dangerous

Mattheo Riddle comes back for revenge

Takes place during 5th year

“Potter, get to class.” A teacher scolded at Y/n, who was already sprinting through the halls to Defense Against the Dark Arts.

She slipped into class and sat down quickly in the only empty seat.

Professor Weasley looked around the room. “There are a couple problems with the seating arrangement. Can I have Longbottom switch places with Potter? Uh… Malfoy switch with, uh, Zabini, please. And… I think the seatings good, let me just make a chart…” She rummaged through folders before finding a piece of parchment, a quill, and ink. “Go ahead and start moving while I make this.” She said, her head down as she continued to scribble on the paper.

Y/n looked at the boy. “Did I do something?”

He raised a brow. “You’re Potter?”

She nodded, holding out a hand. “Y/n Potter.”

“I’m guessing you’ve got a couple brothers roaming around.”

She shrugged. “Just a couple.”

He nodded. “You fitting in the way you want?”

She looked down at her things. “Maybe just a little.”

“If you need a friend, I’m here.” He grinned, a small but seemingly devilish grin.

She picked up her things and looked at him. “I might just take you up on that.”

“Y/n.” Professor Weasley said. “You haven’t moved yet.”

Y/n hurried to the Longbottoms seat and set her things down. “Sorry, professor.” She said softly.

“See me after class, please, Potter.” Weasley said before starting teaching.

After class Y/n stood by Weasley’s desk with her book bag slung over her shoulder. “You told me to stay after class.”

“Y/n.” She said. “I know me and your father aren’t exactly close anymore and you have no idea who my children are…” She sighed. “I knew Harry when we came here. He found out I took a job here and asked me, practically begged me, to keep an eye on you.”

“So you moved me to the front?” I asked confused.

She sighed. “The boy you were sitting beside is Mattheo Riddle.”

“So?” Y/n asked curiously.

“There are books and journals I can give you to help you understand exactly what kind of person raised Mattheo Riddle.” She said. “Come back here after dinner and I’ll give you everything.”

She nodded. “Alright. But until then I’m gonna be nice to him.”

“Y/n- Harry doesn’t want you even looking at him.”

“He’s not here.”

“He will be.”

Y/n paused. “What?” The emotion drained from her face. “You can’t be serious. It’s barely the first day!”

Professor Weasley shrugged. “He’ll be here soon to speak with the headmaster.”

“He wants to talk to Headmaster Marazion? For what?”

“For you.” Weasley paused. “You should probably get to your next class.” She motioned to the students already sitting down at tables.

“May I have a note, then?” Y/n asked.

Weasley scribbled on a piece of ripped parchment and handed it to Y/n. “I’ll see you after dinner, Potter.”

Y/n half smiled before hurting out of the classroom, eager to get away from all the curious stares of her peers.

To her dismay, the stares wouldn’t just end in the classrooms. Across the doorway to DADA, Mattheo Riddle was leaned against an archway to the quad with a cigarette in his hand, his eyes trained on her as a small smile played on his lips.

“Shouldn’t you be somewhere?” Y/n asked him.

He shrugged, his eyes wandering away from her. “Dunno. Should I?”

“As a matter of fact, class starts in a couple minutes and I know smoking isn’t on anyone schedules.”

“Oh.” He frowned. “It isn’t?”

Y/n rolled her eyes. “You’re not funny.”

He looked at her innocently. “You’re the one who came up to me.”

She scowled. “Go duck yourself, Riddle.”

“You know my name?” He asked teasingly before taking another drag.

She shrugged. “Professor Weasley pulled me aside to have a…”, She looked at him disgustedly when he tossed his cigarette away, “chat.”

He grinned at her. “About me?”

“She said your dangerous.” Y/n said, crossing her arms. “I’d she right?”

“Well, she’s not exactly wrong.” He smirked. “What? You scared to talk now?”

She crossed her arms. “Give me a reason why I shouldn’t start finding ways to avoid you, Riddle.”

“Can’t do that, princess.” He said grinning at her.

“Why not?”

“I’d be lying if I told you I’m who you should hang around.”

“I’d be lying if I told you I don’t want to backhand you right now.”

He laughed. “Come on, Potter, don’t be like that.”

“How am I supposed to be, then?”

“Calm.”

“How can I be calm when a professor’s telling me to stay the bloody hell away from you?”

“Definitely not like this.”

“No shit.” She scowled.

He smiled. “I’ll give you a million reasons if I have to, Potter. You’re the only one who doesn’t know about my father.”

“I’m the only one because I refuse to learn about an old, hairless fuck who wanted to live forever.”

“So you’ve heard of him?” He asked with a grin, this time it was playful or fun, it was sad.

Y/n eyed him. “I’ve heard stories. Bedtime stories, really. My father told them to me and my brothers all the time.”

He nodded. “You should probably get to class.”

“Show me your schedule.” She said, completely ignoring him.

He handed her the paper with a sigh. “We don’t have any more classes together, if that’s what you’re thinking.”

“I was thinking that. Now I know.” She shoved the schedule back in his hands. “Let’s get to Potions.”

He furrowed his brows but let her guide him to the Potions classroom.

“Sit beside me.” She ordered after taking a seat in the back.

He did so, eyeing her suspiciously while people eyed them and whispered.

During dinner Y/n grabbed some food then left to sit by the Black Lake and catch up on her studies so she wouldn’t miss anything.

“You missed a hell of a show back there, princess.” Mattheo said as she sat down beside her.

Y/n looked up at him. “You don’t have anything better to do than bother me?”

“Nope.”

“Tell me about your father, then.”

He stopped. “That’s not a good idea.”

She crossed her arms. “Tell me before I get a prejudiced point of view of it all.”

“Come on, princess.” He said softly.

She shut her books. “See you around, then.” She was about to get up when he sighed.

“He was so cold. Not his voice or his looks or anything, but his skin. I remember he’d hold me sometimes to help me sleep and he’d need to wear a large, wool coat so mine and his skin wouldn’t press together. It was so cold it’d make my teeth clatter. But he was never cruel to me the way he was to other people. To his followers. He’d take time out of his meetings to play with me and he’d let me do whatever I wanted.I remember I’d dance around the dining room while my father talking about horrible things. The only thing on my mind at that time was the music playing in my brain. A low hum of a melody played in my head, I remember.”

He shook his head and looked up at me. “He was never cruel to me. He didn’t try to teach me a thing he was doing. He let me… well, he let me live like any other child.”

Y/n shook her head. “Why couldn’t you just tell me that?”

He shrugged. “Because then you’d know.”

She crossed her arms. “And now that I do?”

“I might have to kill you.” He said, seriously at first then bursting into laughter, Y/n laughing along with him.

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Days, weeks, even months passed by where Y/n would read about Voldemort in secret so Mattheo wouldn’t know and where she was also close with Mattheo without teachers and students knowing.

Everything was going well when Y/n walked in on Mattheo writing something. The only thing she found odd about it all is the fact he shoved the paper into the drawer of his desk quickly.

“Hey, princess.” He said teasingly, as usual, but something was off about his voice.

She pretended not to notice. “Hey. We still on for kitchen raising?”

“Yeah. Yes, of course.” He stood up and shoved his school cloak on. “Let’s go.”

After the successful kitchen raid, Y/n and Mattheo went back to Mattheo’s room to eat some of the food and have a slumber party, considering all his roommates found different beds and rooms to occupy.

After Mattheo fell asleep Y/n went thought his drawer and grabbed the note, multiple letters under it.

Dear Mattheo,

I hope you’re doing well in classes. Mostly, I hope you’re doing well with your assignment I gave you. Y/n seems to be falling for your little act so continue that. Don’t, under any circumstance, give up what you’re doing. You die for this agreement. This is for a good cause. Her fathers the reason I lost the only person who truly understood me. Her father’s the reason you’re an orphan and staying with me. Don’t screw this up, Riddle. - G

Y/n shoved the letter from someone back into the drawer before shoving the letter Mattheo was writing, then she ran off to her dorm.

Maybe everything was fake. Maybe he didn’t mean anything he told her. She didn’t care. All she wanted right then was to scream.

So, she made her way to the astronomy tower and stood by the railing, screaming her heart out to make herself feel better.

The railing bent in her hands, the ceiling cracked, wind blew harder into the castle, breaking windows, the world seemed to bend at her will.

She stopped when she realized something was wrong. The whole castle was going into lock down.

She hurried down the stairs and got in line with a group of Hufflepuffs and Slytherins walking together to the Great Hall.

Weasley walked over to her and pulled her away. “What the hell happened?”

She shrugged. “I was wandering the castle when I felt it.”

Her professor nodded. “Best to go sit with your house, then.”

Y/n smiled. “See you, professor.”

Mattheo caught up with you by the Gryffindor table. “Y/n, what the hell happened? You just disappeared.”

“Sorry, Mattheo.” Y/n said softly, avoiding eye contact.

He stopped dead in his tracks. “Y/n?”

She continued to avoid eye contact.

He looked at her with pure concern. “What happened, darling? Did someone say something? Did you see something? What happened?”

“Someone did say something.” She said softly, her eyes welling up. “I saw it.”

“You saw what someone said?” He asked confused.

She took a shaky breath. “Mattheo… I saw- I saw it. I saw what they said. G. I saw what G said.”

He grabbed her hand. “Y/n, please, please listen to me, okay? This guy took me in to live with his kids and his wife. Something happened during the Battle of Hogwarts. Something serious. He lost someone. A lover or a friend-I don’t know. All I know is he’s angry with your father.”

“What the fucking hell do I have to do with my father?” She snapped.

He shrugged. “Dunno. I told you what I know, Y/n, please believe me.”

She looked at him. “How can I?”

He looked at her with glassy eyes. “Y/n please, please, please believe me. I don’t want anything to do with all this. I just needed a place to stay, I didn’t know the risks I’d be taking until I got to know you.”

She glared at him. “You’re going to take me to whoever the hell is taking care of you. Understood?”

“I can’t do that without making it look like I’ve hurt you.”

“You have.”

“No, like physically hurt you.”

“You physically pain me every time you open your stupid ass mouth.” Y/n scowled.

He smiled slightly at my words before frowning. “He wants me to use the cruciatus curse on you, love.”

She pursed her lips. “He wants you to hurt me? Literally, actually fucking hurt me?!”

Mattheo looked at her pitifully. “I’m so sorry.”

She glared at him. “Mattheo Riddle, you’re going to do what I say. No complaining or whining or whatever. Am I understood?”

“Anything.” He said.

I was cut up and bruised when Mattheo dragged me into a cottage with things scattered around the lawn. Signs of children living there were everywhere.

A man stood by the door, dressed in a suit, a devilish grin on his face. “Well, well, well Potter. I haven’t seen you since you were young.”

I shook my head. “Wait- you’re G?”

“George Weasley.” He said proudly.

She looked at him confused. “But Hermione Weasley’s my professor- she told me I only needed to worry about Mattheo.”

“They thought I’d gotten over the fact I lost my best friend. He was my other half. My twin brother. We had a stronger bond than any. He fought so hard for us, for your father. I lost an ear, but my brother lost his life. And for that I must do something.” He looked at Y/n pitifully. “I’m sorry you got mixed up into this.”

“Fred Weasley. He’s your twin.” She said softly. “My father used to tell me wonderful stories of you and Fred with your jokes, your joke shop, the pranks you played… you two are legends in our house.”

Mattheo looked up at George pleadingly. “Don’t hurt her.”

“Love makes you weak, Mattheo.” He said coolly.

“Is that what Fred would say?” Y/n asked curiously. “Maybe he’d say something about your wife, considering she was his date to some ball.”

“How-“ Mattheo started.

“Professor Weasley gave me multiple books about Voldemort, they had a bunch of backstories on the people who died, one of them had stuff about Fred.” Y/n cut in.

George shook his head. “She’s all I have left of him and I’m all that’s left of him for her.”

“And you get what exactly for hurting me?”

“I’ll be hurting Harry.”

“He values his sons more than his daughter, Georgie.” Y/n said softly.

The man sighed. “Tell me who.”

“What good does it do? Huh? You’ll be caught and sent to Azkaban. How would Fred react to all this bullshit you’re doing? You’ll be the most talked about, even more talked about than Sirius Black.”

“I need to do this for my brother.”

“Would your brother do it for you?” Y/n asked after a long pause, trying to pick her words carefully.

George looked at her as his eyes filled with tears. “I don’t know.”

Y/n chewed the inside of her cheek. “Look, George, you’ve got two options. Either you let me go and you’re gonna be just fine or you kill me and spend the rest of your life away from your kids, rotting in a bloody cell.”

“I can’t just leave this alone.”

“You can’t just hurt me. I’m innocent.”

“I’ll hurt your father, then. Directly.”

“And what about my mum?”

“Ginny.” He said softly.

She raised a brow. “How you do know that?”

“She’s my sister.” He looked away. “They cut off all contact with our family when, I’m guessing, your oldest brother was born, or when Ginny found out she was pregnant with him. I haven’t seen her since Fred’s funeral.”

“I’ll take you to her.” Y/n said softly. “I’ll take you to see her, George. You don’t need to hurt me or my brothers, though.”

“How can I make Harry hurt?” George asked, eyes burning through Y/n’s.

She looked away. “He’s got ashes of three people. Sirius Black, Nymphadora Tonks, and Remus Lupin.”

“Take me to those before you take me to my sister.”

“Deal.” She said.

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unfortunate-arrow · 2 months

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𝐎𝐂 𝐱 𝐎𝐂 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬: A Masterlist — 1960s-2010s

An open offer for oc x oc interactions for all of my HP OCs and the types of relationships that they’re open for! This also functions as a masterlist for my Hogwarts dorms. In addition, everyone featured will only get one tag to avoid breaking the post.

Interactions for ocs born between the 1870s & 1950s can be found here.

The preference is for mutuals and the ability to slip it the (few) storylines. If any of them strike your interest, please comment, reblog, send an ask, or DM and specify with the OCs’ names.

Extra Info:

Total Number of OCs: 18

Number of OCs Open for Dormmates: 12

Number or OCs Open for Friendships: 16

Number of OCs Open for Love Interests: 1

Eras: HPHM, Golden, HPMA, Next Gen

𝙷𝙾𝙶𝚆𝙰𝚁𝚃𝚂 𝙼𝚈𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚈

Huck Fitzgerald

b. november 28, 1972 | saggitarius

hufflepuff | muggleborn | irish | entp | enneagram type 6w7

in a different universe than the ruth & the o’donnells

a little more removed from the drama of ‘R’ and the cursed vaults

an orphan and raised by his aunt and uncle from the age of 5

traveled quite extensively with his aunt and uncle who are both in fields related to archeology and therefore knows how to hold a very basic conversation in a few different languages

more of a cat person than a dog person

makes friends easily, although most aren’t close friends

healer to stay-at-home dad to ancient studies professor at hogwarts

Love Interest:

Dorm: Huck | Rohan Khanna | Diego Caplan | Reid Van de Lune (kc-and-co) | Marty Raymond (@hogwartsmysteryho)

Open for: Friendships

Ruth Lyman

b. july 17, 1973 | cancer

not involved very much in the cursed vaults, she works more as a background character like levi kidd

raised by her father and her grandmother in a bakery in dublin, ireland

a quieter soul who spends time alone but enjoys being with other people

a literature nerd

works as a tutor for the younger students while at hogwarts and for a few years between the end of hogwarts and the start of the wizarding world

a children’s book author and later, the charms professor at hogwarts

Love Interest: Conor O’Donnell

Dorm: Ruth | Badeea Ali | Tulip Karasu | Isabelle Dubois (@endlessly-cursed) | Lyse Spindle (@magicallymalted)

Open for: Friendships

Ryan O’Donnell

b. august 18, 1973 | leo

gryffindor | half-blood | irish | esfp | enneagram type 8w7

the firstborn quadruplet, although the second born child

chaotic disaster quad

most involved in the cursed vaults mystery

“i hate mysteries, they need to be solved” vibes

the rolling stones over the beatles any day

impulsive and kind and someone that you can count on

puts on a front that he’s always brave and has everything together

has a bit of a reputation for causing trouble

plays chaser on the gryffindor team and has a friendly rivalry with his sister, cara

cursebreaker

Love Interest: Penny Haywood

Dorm: Ryan | Ash Khanna | Ben Copper | Jae Kim | Charlie Weasley

Open for: Friendships

Cara O’Donnell

b. august 18, 1973 | leo

slytherin | half-blood | irish | enfp | enneagram type 8

the second born quadruplet and the third of five siblings

disaster bi quad

chaotic and messy, but she’s still put together

enjoys quidditch and skateboarding, but no other sports

plays chaser on the slytherin quidditch team and has a friendly rivalry with her brother, ryan

artist who eventually becomes an illustrator

Love Interest: Rowan Khanna

Dorm: Cara | Ismelda Murk | Merula Synde | Liz Tuttle | Semele Thorne (endlessly-cursed)

Open for: Friendships

Sara O’Donnell

b. august 18, 1973 | leo

hufflepuff | half-blood | irish | esfj | enneagram type 2

third born quadruplet and the fourth of five siblings

soft sweetheart quad

has a tendency to put others’ problems and needs ahead of her own

always willing to lend a hand, especially to her friends

would say that tonks is her best friend

worked in the hospital wing in her sixth and seventh years

was named prefect in her fifth year

not the most invested in the vaults, but she’s going to help out her siblings

healer

Love Interest: Barnaby Lee

Dorm: Sara | Nymphadora Tonks | Penny Haywood | Rowan Khanna | Chiara Lobosca

Open for: Friendships

Conor O’Donnell

b. august 18, 1973 | leo

ravenclaw | half-blood | irish | istp | enneagram type 5

youngest quadruplet and child

least involved in the cursed vaults mystery and is fully done by his sixth year

honestly, he’s usually just here because of his siblings

keeps to himself and hard to get to know

stutters and because of this, he doesn’t speak much and deals with feelings of fear, shame, and aniexty

also swears like a sailor and has no shame about it

plays seeker for the ravenclaw quidditch team

really good at nonverbal magic

architect

Love Interest: Ruth Lyman

Dorm: Conor | Talbott Winger | Andre Egwu | Victor Ketsueki | OPEN

Open for: 1 dormmate

𝙰𝙲𝚁𝙾𝚂𝚂 𝙴𝚁𝙰𝚂

Camila Valdez

b. september 19, 1979 | virgo

second of five children

attended hogwarts in the same years as harry & co.

silently beefs with draco malfoy because she thinks he’s an insufferable jerk

named prefect in her fifth year and headgirl in her seventh (much to her immense surprise)

becomes the astronomy professor in 2004, at the age of 24

is helping to raise her two youngest siblings, amada and joaquin who were both born in 2000

she’s a fair professor, willing to give out second chances to those who earn it

Love Interest:

Dorm: Camila | OPEN | OPEN | OPEN | OPEN

Open for: Friendships, colleagues, 4 dormmates

Nicholas Wraxall

b. february 2, 1989 | aquarius

hogwarts professor (still not sure what exactly he teaches, what subjects don’t have ocs?) and head of hufflepuff

orphaned at the age of 12 and then adopted by an eccentric and wealthy pureblood wizard

gained a reputation for being the weird american kid during his time at hogwarts

played seeker while at hogwarts

worked as an auror for a few years before becoming a professor

became a professor by accident

his reputation as a professor is the hot professor that half the hogwarts student body has a crush on

totally oblivious to student crushes

either teaches muggle studies or flying

Love Interest: Frances Fersen (@endlessly-cursed)

Dorm: Nicholas | Harker Hartford (potionboy3) | OPEN | OPEN | OPEN

Open for: 3 dormmates, friendships

𝙼𝙰𝙶𝙸𝙲 𝙰𝚆𝙰𝙺𝙴𝙽𝙴𝙳

Finn MacKade

b. december 30, 1996 | capricorn

eldest of four boys with an identical twin brother

an avid photographer who is rarely seen without his camera

plays chaser while at hogwarts

someone who is good during a crisis, but terrible at handling the aftermath

kind and trustworthy but private and introverted

takes the big brother role pretty seriously, but not always the strongest with it

becomes a professional photographer and works for the daily prophet for about a decade before moving to free lance work

Love Interest: Scotty Rosier (@drinkyoursoupbitch)

Dorm: Finn | Efesto Vecellio (@nicos-oc-hell) | Duncan Ludwig (@usernoneexistent) | Jimmy Crouch (@potionboy3) | OPEN

Open for: Friendships

Nate MacKade

b. december 30, 1996 | capricorn

second of four children with an identical twin brother

soft, sweet, kind, sunshiny, big heart

massive history nerd and one of the few students who have never fallen asleep while binns is teaching

nate’s a great friend, but he doesn’t open up very much

usually wears his heart on his sleeve

often puts others ahead of himself

a bit of a people pleaser

archivist then historian and finally, history of magic professor at hogwarts

Love Interest: Nova Hartley (@gaygryffindorgal)

Dorm: Nate | Quincey Alderly (gaygryffindorgal) | Conner Everett (@amerrymystery) | Zephyr Mercury (@slytherindisaster)

Open for: Friendships

Jack Whitten

b. february 28, 1997 | pisces

reckless af and a bit of a trouble magnet

dyslexic

not a fan of quidditch, much to everyone’s surprise

he likes fishing, soccer/football, and hurling… and broom racing

has an identical twin brother

his recklessness is a result of abandonment issues as his parents disappeared when he was a baby and no one knew anything about it until about twenty years later

magiopalentologist

Love Interest: Sage Carridan (@kc-and-co)

Dorm: Jack | Maxim Raeburn (potionboy3) | Levi Vecellio (nicos-oc-hell) | Isander Yaxley (gaygryffindorgal) | OPEN

Open for: Friendships, 2 dormmates

Benedict Whitten

b. february 28, 1997 | pisces

prefers to spend his free time in the outdoors

he has abandonment issues and thus, doesn’t let himself have too many close relationships

very hard to get know

goes by “ben” sometimes, but absolutely hates being called “benny”

tends to bottle up his emotions

he ends up joining the frog choir by accident

plays seeker on the ravenclaw quidditch team

he starts his working life as an archivist before being hired as the curator to the scamamder wizarding natural history museum in london

Love Interest: Lottie Turner

Dorm: Benedict | Marco Han (magicallymalted) | OPEN | OPEN | OPEN

Thea Whitten

b. may 29, 1997 | gemini

the middle of three sisters, both of whom are muggles

thea’s an avid baker

she’s the cousin of jack and benedict, whom her parents are raising

her mother passed away when she was thirteen

shows her love via flowers

she has a big heart and is soft but chaotic

she plays beater on the gryffindor quidditch team

herbologist who later owns her own florist shop

Love Interest: Noa March (@thatravenpuffwitch)

Dorm: Thea | Mary Ann Von Dynne (endlessly-cursed) | OPEN | OPEN

Open for: Friendships, 2 dormmates

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Sophie Pembroke

b. january 7, 2000 | capricorn

eldest of three with a younger brother, rhys, in hufflepuff and a younger sister, emmy, in gryffindor

her mother died when she was nine and then her father had a stroke when she was sixteen

tends to keep to herself, although she doesn’t mind other people’s company

tea lover

plays keeper on the ravenclaw quidditch team

stubborn, sarcastic, and doing her best but feeling like she’s failing herself and everyone else

descendant of max pembroke through his son, harry, and william devlin through his daughter, lucy

inherited max’s cat allergy

wandmaker

Love Interest: Luke Battersea

Dorm: Sophie | Victoire Weasley | OPEN | OPEN | OPEN

Open for: Friendships, 3 dormmates

Luke Battersea

b. july 21, 2000 | cancer

youngest of five by quite a bit

sole survivor of the attack that killed his parents and older siblings when he was six

grief-ridden and generally kinda of angry

acts like everything is no big deal and that he’s cool with it, but really, he’s got a lot going on

grumpy old man energy

dog lover and a star wars nerd

plays seeker on the gryffindor quidditch team

obsessed with finding the truth about why his parents were murdered

great-grandson of simon battersea, through his son, oliver, and edmund kennedy, through his daughter, cecilia

Love Interest: Sophie Pembroke

Dorm: Luke | Joaquin Valdez | OPEN | OPEN | OPEN

Open for: Friendships, 3 dormmates

Declan O’Donnell-Lee

b. september 1, 2001 | virgo

eldest son and second of four children born to sara o’donnell and barnaby lee which also makes him the second oldest of the ten o’donnell cousins

dyslexic

the odd one out amongst his family

sports boy through and through

plays seeker for the slytherin quidditch team and is eventually named captain of the team

dog lover

plays quidditch professionally as a seeker for the ballycastle bats

Love Interest: Callie Black (@mjs-oc-corner)

Dorm: Declan | OPEN | OPEN | OPEN | OPEN

Open for: Friendships, 4 dormmates

Quinn Power

b. december 1, 2004/5 | sagittarius

middle of five children with two older brothers, kevin and jason, a younger brother named orion, and a younger sister named cassidy

a werewolf who was bitten at the age of five after his parents accidentally angered a werewolf

plays beater for the slytherin quidditch team

demisexual and biromantic

angry in general, mostly at himself

grumpy loner

descendant of minerva kennedy

career is tbd

Love Interest: Open

Dorm: Quinn | OPEN | OPEN | OPEN | OPEN

Open for: A love interest of any gender, friendships, and 4 dormmates

Jude Cozens

b. june 13, 2002-2005 | gemini

gryffindor | muggleborn | american or canadian | ixxx

hockey obsessed

doesn’t know who his father is

moves to the uk because his mother got married

angry about the move to the uk and very disappointed by the lack of hockey

has played ice hockey since he was little, he plays center

highly allergic to bees, so he carries an epi-pen

heterosexual

very new and undeveloped, plus his name might end up changing (previously nico, now jude)

Love Interest: Noor Verna-Dhendron (@legilimenace)

Dorm: Jude | Scott Morris (potionboy3) | OPEN | OPEN | OPEN

Open for: 3 dormmates, friendships

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First Sight

a/n: so I saw a girl make a tik tok about this for mha and I wanted to make it for Harry Potter and now here we are. Hehe.

Pairings: Harry, Ron, Fred, George, Oliver, Cedric, Draco x reader (separate)

Warning: cutest cute shit YALL EVA GUNNA SEE

Summary: love at first sight doesn’t happen all the time but… what would happen when it does happen with these boys for you?

Part two (first talk) ~ harry, cedric, oliver, draco

Harry Potter

Harry was walking into the dinning hall around Christmas time. It was even more empty than normal during breakfast as he sat down and sighed. Ron had gone home this year, as well as Hermonie, and Harry didn’t exactly know how to spend his time.

A sandwich appeared in front of him on a small plate and he smiled, silently thanking the kitchen elves for their attentiveness.

He hummed absentmindedly as he ate, casually looking around at the few people in the great hall. That when he saw you.

You were just walking in, quiet mumbles left your lips as you smiled down as the fluffy white cat on your heels. Harry’s eyes widened as you tapped your legs and it hopped up into your arms.

You were absolutely stunning, a hazy glow shinning around you as you went to go sit down. He felt his breathing stutter as your hums drifted through the air. He gulped at the shiver sent down his spine.

What was this?

Ron Weasley

Ron was out shopping with his mom. All the boys had spread out, Fred and George going to a quidditch shop while Ginny and Mr. Weasley left for the book store. Molly had left Ron at the front of one of the many ingredients stores to pick up some things.

Ron picked at the edge of his sweater as he leaned against a brick wall. His nose scrunched at the smoke coming from someone’s pipe, a girl laughed loudly in the background.

“Um hi, Im so sorry but could you tell me where the broom shop is? Im a little turned around,” he heard a voice say in front of him. He looked up to find your embarrassed blush covering your cheeks.

Ron breathed in sharply, feeling himself tense up immediately. “I-I um you- broom?” He stumbled with his words. You giggled slightly, only making his brain melt more. He shook his head for a moment. “Sorry sorry um it’s two stores down and to your right,” he gave you a wavy smile and you patted his arm.

“Thank you so much,” you gave him the brightest smile he’s ever seen before walking off. He couldn’t breath.

Fred Weasley

Fred had been setting up a firework example for him and George during break. He happily snickered as he sat back and patted the floor. He smiled at his work before looking to the door way.

His twin should come out any second now with the kids they were supposed to give this show too. What he didn’t expect was a girl to come out, pause at the fireworks littering the quad, and then proceed to dance around them all.

You hopped from clear spot to clear spot, barely watching where you were going as you avoid the firecrackers, the one thing you missing was the tall ginger smiling at you as you went. Then you ran into something hard.

“You alright?” Fred laughed a bit. The way you looked back up to him made him almost dizzy. Your eyes made him loose focus for a moment as he stared. He felt himself pausing on breath as you gasped lightly, the sounding making him want more of it.

He could get used to more of this feeling.

George Weasley

George was in the owlry, a letter in the middle of getting tied to the owls leg. the snow outside was light yet everywhere was covered in white. He had almost slipped on the steps on his way up with the ice. He was just about to send the owl off when he heard footsteps on the staircase echoing.

He smiled to himself at the mumbled cursing that went along with it. They must be struggling with the ice too. When he finally began to leave he had the joy of catching said struggling person however.

He looked down to the girl in his arms. You were gripping his sleeves for dear life with how you continued to fail with your footing. Then you looked up. George got light headed with you started giggling at how wierd this situation was.

“I’m so sorry about this. Oh your George right?” You smiled as he finally got you steady brought to stand. He paused. He got mistaken for Fred a lot so it was impressive you knew it was him. And the way you were smiling made him wait even longer. It was as if a gear fell out and he couldn’t figure out how to start again. You waved a hand in front of him and he flinched.

“Ya. That’s me.”

Oliver Wood

He heard that hufflepuff had gotten themselves a new beater and though he would go check them out. Honestly he didn’t think it would be too impressive, hufflepuff did have a history of some wimpy beaters.

When he got to the pitch though he heard a loud yell and whipping of cloaks. His pace quickened before he knew it. His eyes widened in amazement of the player in the sky. Some students stayed on the ground, casting spells on a few heavy balls to fly at the one on the broom. The player swatted them away as if they were flys, not even batting an eye as one barely missed her shoulder before pounding it into the field.

Oliver stared for longer than he should have as the girl landed. You took off your goggles as you team rushed you, jumping on you and giving you high fives for the effort. Oliver could hear you sweet laughed from where he was, he felt dizzy with how your smile shined. Even you covered in sweat he couldn’t help but think you were absolutely stunning.

He was looking forward to hufflepuffs next game.

Cedric Diggory

He was laughing with his friends in the court yard as he did every day in break. All of them told him of their day, random teases and insults being thrown in laughs. He smiled along, not able to stop his eyes from wandering through the trees in the area.

There was a boy trying to catch a cat, a girl showing off a spell she learned by floating a few books, another boy whispering to his friends about something. Then his eyes landed on you. You were sitting up in a tree, a small twig like creature dangling and swinging on your finger. You giggled as it squeaked something to you.

Cedric choked on his drink, his group all looking to him in confusing.

“Woah Ced you ok?” The asked with a laugh. He wiped his mouth and nodded, giving them a smile. His eyes darted to you again. Your eyes were closed as you hummed. You didn’t seem to be aware of anything else in the world at that moment. Cedric felt his cheeks beat up and he looked away.

He should go talk to you later, definitely.

Draco Malfoy

He was warming up for a match against Gryffindor. He was just speeding around the pitch for a bit as people started filing into the stands. It was beginning to get dreadfully boring and dizzy. He quickly flew up, now resting high above the field. He looked around the stands, maybe there was someone out already to entertain him.

Then his eyes locked with yours. You were laying down in the stands, eyes wide when he saw you. You smiled and waved a bit, it looked a bit awkward.

Draco almost fell of his broom, barely saving himself as he steadied. The way your hair was fanned out and how he could tell what color your eyes were from this distance was nuts. He looked down at his hands in disgust. Why the hell was he shaking? He lowered himself to his captain, the captain giving him a confused laugh.

“The hell? Why are you blushing Malfoy?”

What the hell was wrong with him?

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Can you do a Harry×reader (female) like angsty angsty (I like breaking my own heart). So Harry and Reader are best friends (assuming it's golden Quad) and it's 6th year...She has feelings for Harry since 4th year but wasn't sure because she thought it would lead problems in their friendship, Ron knows about it and she is really close to Ron than Hermiome (platonically ofc) as Ron chooses to talk to her about his feelings about Hermione. So once Harry slips out that he has a crush over someone to reader, she is hurt and excited at the same time, like what if its her? She talks to Ron about it and Ron too thinks it's reader...Ron gets really excited and teases Harry about who he has a crush on (let's say Harry wasn't scared Ron would freak on Ginny) and asks if it's reader, but Harry's like "NOOO SHE IS JUST A FRIEND! Well umm..its- well really, its Ginny". So Ron doesn't know what exactly to say to Reader so he avoids the subject but Harry talks to reader about his Crush on Ginny and she is all hurt and broke. He asks her tips and tricks to impress girls and she as a good friend obliges. Ron feels terrible so he consoles reader and is all sweet with her (as a FRIEND) and even the twins knew so they send her gifts and letters to keep her happy,especially George. But how can she pretend to be not affected when all she gets to see Ginny and Harry together around?

I think it got pretty long hehe and like a selfish person I wanted to add more but I think it would become wayy too long which would be real selfish so...I hope u find the plot good and umm..yeah take care.

Be Like Her

Pairing: Harry Potter x fem!reader

Warnings: angst, innuendo, mentions of death

A/n: sorry i went too angsty at the end 😭

“Ronald Weasley, this is the last time I say, you shut your gob!”

“That’s not alright, honestly,” the red-haired Weasley looked at the dark ceiling, his face stoic yet perfectly readable for his best friend, “you got to pull up your nerves and tell this to him… not meant to be rude or anything, but you need to get your pants out of the twist-”

“Put up that man face in front of Hermione, you bipolar ginger Weasley!” Y/n shrieked in an effort to mob out the pariah comment Ron made in the apparently empty common room.

Much to Ron’s relief (yet not to Y/n’s), the girl in question wasn’t there.

But when a pair of green orbs (she swears she can see whole forest inside those eternal boundaries) met her flustered ones, and a small encouraging smirk was passed to her by none other than Harry Potter himself, it was stupid, gremlin, Ronald Weasley who decided to cough in the most pretentious way he could.

Oh well, burn in hell, Weasley.

“Before she comes, I call it a night.”

“What got your pants in a twist, mate?” Harry laughed from the other corner of the room, meeting a threatening scoff from the Weasley.

“Honestly?” Y/n saw a wave of bushy hair flashing in front of her orbs as Hermione entered the common room in her ‘Brightest Witch’ speed and settled in front of her raven-haired friend. “He needs to sort out his priorities. He has not even started his essay on ‘Non Verbal Spells’ that Snape gave us and to be honest, he won’t be satisfied until you submit at least a bunch of ten scrolls,” her brows puckered as she turned to the not so lighted corner of the room, and waving her hand at Y/n, pointed to the seat beside harry, “and in Ron’s writing, he needs to conjure not less than a dozen.”

“Ron is going to get Snape goaded tomorrow,” Y/n gave out a short laugh as she lowered herself on the allotted chair.

“Y/n!” She saw Ron poking his head from the hallway of the dorms, “Don’t be a bottom tonight!”

Hermione’s hand flew to her mouth as she suppressed a shriek of amusement and watched as the blob of red-hair flew back inside before Y/n could hex him to obliviation.

Harry’s orbs lingered on his best friend’s frozen expression, her slightly open mouth and he could see her tongue poking out the slightest in an attempt to keep her lips wet despite hearing Ron’s terrifying choice of words.

With a small smirk, he nudged the girl as she turned to him, still feeling hot in face.

“You wrapped a wanker already? Huh, L/n?”

“What- ofc n-no!” Y/n blinked between her two friends who were panting yet laughing shamelessly at her cocked up situation. “You both know, Ron’s mind- his mind goes places!”

“You both have lost the plot,” the bushy-haired girl shook her head in a chuffed manner as she picked up her Five Thousand Five Hundred and Fifty Five Tricks To Ace Non-Verbal Spells, ”But bespoked, man up, Y/n.”

Harry tried not to laugh again as Y/n stuffed her face into her cold palms while Hermione trudged towards the girls’ dorm, sending a stiff salute of two fingers in their direction- six years of friendship with three absolute tossers had definitely changed her.

“Come on, Y/n, hoover it up,” he tapped her shoulder cautiously. “You know, we don’t mind all this.”

“You bloody wish,” he heard her muffled scoff, “Ron’s pulling out my non-existence sex life.”

“Blimey! You know, none of us would be pissed with you sex life, unless its with that Malfoy-”

“Oh, sod off, Harry!” “Alright, alright,” he raised his arms in defence as she turned with a murderous glare towards him, “don’t skive off now. I- uh, I wanted to tell you something- actually I should have told this to you earlier but,” he sighed and rubbed his temple in a dilemma. “Do you mind if I squeeze in with you- er, and in your chair?”

She replied to him with another sigh, and ignoring the wild backflips whirling in her abdomen, she scooted to a side, leavin the other half for him.

For once in life, she mentally stabbed her selfish persona, don’t be an absolute dickhead. Harry is you bestfriend and you don’t go fanticizing snogging your best fri-

“So, I've got a crush.”

The very moment these words rolled off his tongue, her orbs fixated their way into his, before offering him a smile.

It all felt so rame, an alluring force making her think, what if it's her? While the other darker side chewing her to contemplate, what if it’s someone else?

“Wicked.” There was no doubt that her voice sounded low, but Harry being his oblivious self just thought that it was her Piss-o-meter pounding loudly on hundred.

So, he let her go.

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“You gotta be abso-bloody-lutely kidding me!” Ron’s face hung low in disbelief, and quite to Y/n’s uneasiness, he was very much confident. “It’s absolutely you, I bet upon Merlin Boobies!”

“I don’t know, Ron...there’s a lot chance it’s not me-”

“Rubbish- Mate, come here!”

Y/n squeezed her eyes shut in absolute reprimand; there should have been a perfect time and place where she should have told this to Ron, not in their way back to the common room when Harry was asked by Snape to stay back for five minutes because chewing away Gryffindor’s house points was his ultimate goal.

“Heard you drool over someone!”

“Umm, sorry?”

“Y/n told me, you got a crush!”

Tightening her grip on the bag, she turned to the boys, one with a frozen expression on his face while the other looked like the gremlin he is.

“I’m sorry, Harry, you know what kind of tosser Ron is,” she hastened to explain. Harry, on the other hand, continued looking at her, how her brows moved dramatically in absolute guilt, her orbs never meeting him. And with another string of apology, she had run away.

“It’s Y/n, isn’t it?”

“What?” He furrowed his brows at his friend, unmindfully walking into a piece of armour.

“That crush...don’t be shy, it’s Y/n, right? I must say, that’s wicked-”

"NOOO, Y/n? She is just a friend!” The raven haired boy jumped away in shock. “Well, umm..it's- well really, it's Ginny."

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Two days, twenty two hours and two minutes, Ron counted, he still hadn’t told Y/n about this. No matter what pounds of pestering he received, he just couldn’t.

And what exactly was he supposed to tell her?

Don’t get your hopes high now, Ginny’s the hag mate likes.

Oh, this fucking wizarding world, and this fucking Boy Who Lived.

But after whirling all around this deadend for the millionth time in his mind, he made up his mind- no one was at fault, really.

“Hey, Ron?” His blue orbs, swathed in dilemma turned to Harry, who, judging by the unmatchable bouncing of legs, was obviously nervous. “Have you seen Y/n?”

“WHY?”

Harry turned abruptly to Ron, his dodgy screaming effortlessly bringing everybody’s attention.

“Had some work...for DADA.”

Ron rummaged for any signs of him being Wonky Potter, but nonetheless told him about her whereabouts.

If Harry opened his goddamn mouth, more than Y/n, it would be Ron who would be gutted.

As the green orbed boy made his way towards the library, his heart jumped for joy when he saw Y/n walking out- perfect timing.

“L/n! Here!”

Y/n, with an absolute angelic, soft smile, paced towards him, the heavy library books (which, no doubt, were toppled into her grip by Hermione), bouncing as she reached him.

“Everything alright?”

“Umm, yeah… are you free right now?”

And when the answer was yes, Harry made his way to the castle’s balcony, the view of the Great Lake lapping against the rim of the grounds and the sight of stars dusted in the velvet of the sky, making Y/n anticipate something good.

“Don’t tell this to Ron,” he bopped his fist onto her shoulder as she gave a small giggle, but the look in her eyes seemed apologetic; this was his best friend- someone he can’t find again even if he strived his level best.

“So, you remember about the person I talked to you about?” His hand slithered slowly into the pocket of his sweats, his orbs still fixed onto Y/n as she hummed in anticipation. “It’s...it’s Ginny.”

If it hadn’t been Harry Potter himself, even a chap passing by could have seen the shudder running through her body, though her face didn’t show any loss of composure, all her hopes were charred.

“Your quill, I forgot to return it today morning.”

Nibbling on her lower lip, she snatched the quill from his grip, still trying to process what happened.

“It’s- it’s quite alright, Harry. And about Ginny…” her breath seemed to pierce her lungs at the upcoming words, “I’m sure- I’m sure she likes you too.”

Even though the whole evening was spent with Harry rambling about Ginny, only one question gnawed at her soul- where was she at fault in all this?

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“If Y/n would have been here,” Harry’s voice seemed too dead for such a bright day of his life, “she would have been her godmother.”

Ten years since war, ten years since he lost his best friend, life didn’t seem alright to Harry. Not even Hermione, not even Ron could say something that could lift the puncturing ache of his heart.

“I’m never supposed to remind you of this again,” Ron ran his palm through his niece’s slightly haired head, all the guilt bubbling in his heart. “But Y/n lived all those years loving you. She gave up on you just for your smile...she is the strongest woman I’ve ever seen.”

“And how exactly am I supposed to smile when I know that Y/n could have been alive? She could have been here!”

“You remember her last words?”

Harry didn’t say anything, he felt too numb to be reminded of all those things again. But a terse nod was enough to satisfy Ron, Harry knew.

As he looked at his daughter, Y/n Lily Potter, he smiled; she wanted him to smile.

“She is the strongest woman, just like you said, Ron,” his daughter wrapped her tiny fingers around his as he whispered her to sleep. “Be like her.”

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@hptriadsnet: get to know the members event othar - charlie x neville x rolf x luna

Neville’s never seen a sight before like the Gulf: it’s huge, swallowing up the vast nothingness of the cracking desert that surrounds it, full of lush green cactuses with man-sized spikes and groaning beasts with scaled skin that he can barely see through the occasional wallowing cloud; and even though it’s nothing, really, just plain ground that goes on for miles and miles, he’s hypnotised by it – it’s beautiful in that foreign way, the way that it’s so incredibly new.

“First time seeing the Gulf, huh?” Charlie grins, resting his elbows on the side of the ship, his flyaway hairs wild in the wind that rushes by them. “I love it here. Rolf thinks it’s too barren to be much fun, but I grew up on dragons and wyverns, and one of these days, I wonder if I’ll see one out here. But mostly it’s just the old one-eyed fliers that come too close, so watch yourself.”

“I am trained,” Neville objects – though he doesn’t feel like it, not anymore; his Academy robes are too heavy for the warmth of this part of the world, and he’s been wearing a half-unbuttoned thin cotton shirt and shorts since he realised that, magic student or stowaway or captain or hearty chef, everybody’s equal on Charlie’s airship.

“And I could fend off pirates one-handed in my sleep, but those fliers are still buggers and they bite hard,” Charlie says, reaching over to ruffle Neville’s dark hair. “Just trying to look out for you. Give me a shout if one of the eagles tries to snatch you away.”

“Hey,” Neville says, a look of sheer terror flashing for a moment in his eyes; Charlie sighs softly, his hand falling from Neville’s hair to the back of his neck, reassuring. “They – they won’t, will they?”

“No,” he says, laughing. “They’re far too small for that. I’m just joking. Sorry.”

Neville’s been on the ship too long to feel offended by anybody trying to scare him – it’s their idea of fun, of bonding, of inducting him as a new member, and so he just resists the urge to roll his eyes, resting his head on Charlie’s shoulder; Charlie, despite the muscles and the beard and the rough laugh and the knuckledusters, is a man for tenderness, for hugs and knees bumping and people sleeping in his lap. “Is the rest of the world like this?” Neville asks, his eyes twinkling; he’s never left his hometown, never mind the country – never seen the beauty of the singing lights in the Ascorian skies, the majesty of the neverending cities in Chie-Skua, never had coffee in the depths of a forest in a town made of wooden platforms. “This beautiful. It... it just makes me want to not to finish learning. I want to... I want to see it all.”

“Othor’s pretty, too, you know,” Charlie shrugs, the pads of his fingers dusting the collar of Neville’s shirt. “I’ve been there plenty times, and I still haven’t seen a damn thing in that city. It’s practically the size of the countries over where you live.”

Neville is quiet, watching the sky, a curtain of blue.

“You can do what you want,” says Charlie, “but you’ve always got the time to see the world.”

The ship ports for a day at the aerodrome in Catoosa, and Rolf invites Neville and Luna to join him on one of his many wanderings: this time, to see a friend. On the ship he’s always dressed in a way that makes Neville’s throat catch, in a half-unbuttoned cotton shirt and trousers held up with suspenders, his messy brown hair mussed in the breeze – but when they’re in town, he wears huge overalls and heeled boots, his pockets tucked with various weapons, bells, and foodstuffs and his straps affixed with various badges proclaiming him to be members of countless organisations from across the world.

He catches Neville’s stare, and grins.

“Where are we going?” Luna asks – seemingly ignoring the blistering heat of the Western sun, she’s wearing her Academy robes, the last relics of their significantly colder home, and she sticks out like a sore thumb in the city: her hair is pulled up and pinned to her head in a variety of braids, whereas the local girls let their hair hang loose round their shoulders. Neville doesn’t know whether or not he really does aesthetically prefer Luna’s braids or just likes them from familiarity.

“Charlie is doing some business deals, so I thought I’d visit an old friend,” Rolf says, cheerily, the flare of his three-quarter trousers blowing in the breeze. “He used to be a mercenary – good, too good, retired early with enough money to keep himself afloat, and now he lives out here with one of his friends. He’s seen a lot of the world, too – Charlie said you were thinking about travelling, so I thought he might be able to help you. And he keeps Kneazles.”

“Does he live nearby? There are lots of Nargles here,” Luna remarks; she sounds like wind chimes to Neville, which confuses him a lot.

“Nargles, huh? Never heard of them. You’ll have to point them out to me sometime. This way.” He veers on a sharp left, pausing for a moment to reach out instinctively for Neville – his hand stops in the air before floating back down to his side. “You okay, Neville?”

Neville is not okay, actually. He thinks Rolf is attractive, and he likes the way Rolf smiles, and he would gladly give up his next two years at the Academy just to keep travelling with Rolf. The worst part is – he doesn’t even know why.

“Uh-huh,” he nods. Rolf looks at him through floppy hair, and a moment passes this way.

It’s not Viktor’s job to convince Neville to stay at the Academy; and thus, he fails.

Rolf does it better.

He’s waiting when Neville knocks on the door, one of the straps of his overalls undone from where he’d had it safety pinned shut for good measure, and his eyes twinkle a little. “What’s up?” he asks, stepping aside to let Neville in to his little menagerie before squeezing the door shut behind them.

“I feel homesick,” Neville says softly, and when he leans forward and rests his head on Rolf’s shoulder, Rolf’s arms reach up to catch him; they can feel each other’s breath warm on their skin, and it’s like nothing Neville has felt before: this closeness, tenderness, an intermingling of their senses and experiences. Nothing this far away ever feels like home, the frigid cold of Gidi, but Rolf is the closest thing he’s felt to it: Rolf feels the way that people from home do – caring, soft, the type of man to stop at a corner and look back to make sure Neville is still with him and not stuck a half-block back.

But his accent is all Othor, and it makes Neville wonder–

For the briefest of moments before Rolf kisses him, of course, hands knotted tightly at the back of Neville’s head; Rolf kisses like someone who’s kissed before, all slow and then fast, but his hands fumble for purchase on Neville’s arms as he digs deeper, kissing like he’d die without it.

Breaking free with his breath coming out in desperate gasps, Rolf turns to his bed, pausing as he remembers it’s simply a comfortable hammock; he turns his gaze to the floor, squeezing Neville’s hand, but the floor is littered with cages and cats and rats and Kneazles, and a non-negotiable no-go zone.

“Your room?” he asks breathlessly, letting Neville shyly tuck some of his wild hair behind his ear.

“I share it with Luna,” Neville says softly; Rolf frowns.

“Lock her out?” he suggests, but Neville shakes his head emphatically.

“We can’t do that!”

“No, I’m sorry, of course we can’t,” Rolf says, appalled at himself for a moment; he frantically looks around until his eyes finally settle back on the hammock. He sighs, and slowly begins to undo the safety pins on his second strap, revelling in the slow widening of Neville’s eyes and the hitching of his breath.

He undoes the button and lets the overalls drop; hypnotised, Neville follows him wordlessly across the room, forgetting the entire rest of the world in the map of freckles on Rolf’s back.

“WE GOT PIRATES!”

Neville bursts out of his cabin and into sheer chaos: the deck is full of people, many wielding cutlasses sharper than the swords of Gidi’s home guard, and he careens towards Luna – Rolf and Charlie are unapproachable, Rolf surrounded by a swarm of sharp-talon eagles and Charlie smashing in the face of a bearded man built like a dragon with his bronze knuckledusters, grinning manically with the adrenaline that courses through his veins.

He starts as a hand grabs at Luna’s collar, and without a second thought, fire comes spiralling up through him and then out, spinning out and curling around Luna’s attacker, squeezing tight with third-degree burns. He’s never really used magic for anything but convenience before, but it comes so naturally to him now and when the fire regroups and spills on the pirate, a wave of heat, it takes his consciousness to pull it back, staring wide-eyed at the scorched burns he’s left behind.

The pirate stumbles back, and the ship’s second mate kicks him over the side. “Nice one, mate,” he grins at Neville.

Neville can’t unsee the fire, and goes still as he watches the fight.

The airship’s medical bay is surprisingly large, full of small beds and boxes full of this and that pilfered from various cities; Luna, white mage to the core, loves pottering around in it, even though she doesn’t really need any of the equipment: just her own magic, cool against the pain of the lacerations on Charlie’s arms. He doesn’t mind being patched up, regarding Neville with wary eyes.

“Are you okay, Nev?” he asks, trying to ignore the distraction of the white light in Luna’s hands.

“We just – I just – burned him!” Rolf reaches over to squeeze Neville’s arm; he’s patching up the wing of one of the many eagles he summoned, apparently with a small bell he keeps in his pocket (Neville’s almost hesitant to believe it, despite the fact that, of course, he just summoned fire from nowhere). “And then – Blaise threw him off...”

“They were here to kill us, Neville,” Charlie replies, voice steady and cool. “I wouldn’t have the reputation I did if I let my would-be assassins return to the skies, would I?” He sighs. “It’s hard at first, I get it, but it’s our lives or theirs. This is what it’s like out here.”

He lets Luna finish healing him before standing up and walking over to Neville, tangling his fingers in Neville’s dark hair; his hands are still warm, and Neville resists the urge to allow himself to buck his head into Charlie’s hand. “I think you ought to go to Othor. It’s harsh here in the skies. I’m sorry you had to see it in person.”

“I’ll go get you some soup,” Rolf says. “You want to go back to your room?”

“I prefer yours,” Neville says, flushing. “For the animals.”

Rolf raises an eyebrow, but can’t stop the grin from spreading across his face. “Okay, sure, me too. Come on. Soup.” He reaches out his hand and Neville takes it gracefully, following him along the corridor; Charlie snorts, taking a seat where Neville had been, crossing one leg over the other.

“God, he’s cute,” he says, leaning his chin on his hand. Luna giggles.

“He is. So is Rolf.” She pauses for a moment, glancing over. “You too.”

They stop for fuel in Coracre, known to the ship’s crew as comfort food central, and so Charlie decides to take Rolf and his little Academy stowaways out for pie; Neville seems to be recovering with surprising certainty, and they’ve avoided further attack likely from the news of the first’s failure and the news that they have a black mage on board, so when they return to the ship, Charlie decides to make his proposal –

In Neville and Luna’s room, of course, because they have the biggest of their little quartet.

“So,” he says – they’re all seated in a little circle, and he loves it, because he can speak to everybody’s bright-eyed faces and can see the broiling excitement in Rolf’s eyes. “Rolf and I were talking, and I think we’ve had an idea.” Charlie traces a circle on his thigh, grinning. “We all like each other – so, instead of ignoring it, why don’t we all go out?”

Neville frowns. “What do you mean, all go out?”

“I think he means that, instead of a couple, we’re all a quad,” Luna says dreamily. “There’s four of us in this relationship, not two.”

“Will that work?” Neville asks, looking around – it’s true, he really does like them all and probably has a few too many feelings than he can really deal with sometimes for them all, but the idea of trying to wrangle spending enough time with all three of them makes his head hurt. He wants to be idealistic, but he’s just too much of a thinking mess.

“There’s only one way to find out,” Charlie replies. Neville looks at him, for a moment in slow-motion, and then lurches forward, hands clapping to Charlie’s cheeks, and kisses him.

“Is this your first time dating?” Charlie asks – the four of them are all sitting out on the deck and bathing in the Western sun; he’s lying sprawled on his back while Neville is sitting cross-legged, flicking through some of his new coursework now that they’re getting ever closer to Othor.

“It isn’t,” he says, flushing, “but it’s my first time – dating – a man. Two men.” He shifts, shutting the book and wiping a layer of dust from the hard cover. “Why – do you like me?”

“Too many reasons to count,” Charlie replies, shifting his arm from where it’s covering his eyes to sit up and drape an arm around Neville’s shoulders. “But really, the reason I noticed you in the first place is because it takes someone very ballsy to sneak onto my ship – and two of you? Academy students, no less. The kind of person who would put their education and lives in jeopardy just to cross the country and finish said education is the kind of person I’d like to know better.” He laughs, softly, earnestly. “And then I got to know you. And you’re not the kind of ballsy kid I was expecting – but you’re sweet, the pair of you.”

“It’s not that Luna is ballsy,” Neville admits, looking over to her – she’s talking to Rolf, the two of them admiring one of his intricately patterned summoning bells, “she just... doesn’t seem to understand that she’s being that way. Or maybe she just doesn’t care – we’ve been roommates since we started, but she’s still a mystery to me.” He leans in, resting his head against Charlie’s chest and feeling the rhythm of his heartbeat. “What about you and Rolf?”

“He’s just as much of a stowaway as you two,” Charlie muses. “When I first got this ship – stole it, actually, from a couple of sky pirates – he was waiting there, and asked me if he could come with. I’m pretty sure he’s from Othor, since he has the heaviest accent I’ve ever heard, but I don’t know much about him – just that he seems to have been anywhere and everywhere.” He reaches over a hand, and shouts. “Oi! Rolf! Luna! C’mover here. We’re going downstairs.”

Neville stills. “Downstairs?”

Charlie quirks his brows. “Downstairs – you don’t want to?”

Neville goes redder than the magma Charlie has seen flowing from volcanoes. “I’ve just... never... gone the whole way.”

“We can go slow.”

Rolf interjects. “We don’t have to do this at all.”

“No,” Neville says slowly. “I want to. Before we have to leave.” His voice drops. “I’m going to miss you. I want to spend time with you. Everything just feels so – surreal, and new, and a little bit scary.” He winds his fingers with Luna’s; hers are always cool with her magic, but his hand is clammy with sweat. “And then it’ll all be normal again, like none of this ever happened.”

“Except it won’t be,” says Rolf, “because nothing’s ever the same once you’ve flown over the world.”

It’s true, but not necessarily – because nothing is the same after they trail downstairs, all four of them, hand-in-hand, and Neville feels what it’s like to be a part of something – of someone; the feeling is more beautiful than the cracks in the Gulf, the spires of Giri, the festival streets of Catoosa, the sunset in the West where the yellow sun bleeds into the ground.

It’s more than home: it’s new.

Othor is never far away, and within a month, they’ve arrived: Neville and Luna hang over the deck, staring wide-eyed at the tall limestone buildings, culminating in the city’s tour de force – the Academy. It’s huge, so high in the sky at its pinnacle that it’s almost height with the airship, and Charlie is careful as he steers to avoid it, leaving just Rolf with their two stowaways.

“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” he says with a grin; Neville can’t even respond, so awed by it all: it’s a beautiful day in Othor, with blazing sunshine and cobbled streets and a huge river running through the city, and he can see the Academy students in their lighter robes wandering around, and he can’t believe he ever thought of bailing on it. “I’ve been everywhere with Charlie, but I always miss it here.”

Luna buries her head in his chest for a moment. “It won’t be the same without you and Charlie.”

“We’ll miss you, too,” Rolf says earnestly, watching as the ship finally docks. “But, I suppose it’s time to part ways.”

Charlie is waiting for them outside, leaning against the hull of the ship; the rest of the crew have gathered too to say their farewells, from their matron Hannah to second mate Blaise, but Neville is desperate to get back to Charlie, who hugs both him and Luna so tightly he squeezes the breath out of them, smothering them with warm kisses.

“So, you’ll be studying for another two years, right?” he says, tucking some of Neville’s hair behind his ear; Luna nods. “Great. We’ll be back for you in two years – that is, of course, unless some business brings us back here first...” He has a twinkle in his eye that just suggests, and Rolf grins, too, pressing a kiss to the back of Luna’s neck.

“And we’ll travel?” Neville asks.

“Oh, yes,” Charlie says, rubbing his hands together. “Trust me, dear, you haven’t even seen the half of it yet.”

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