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enigmaticemperor · 1 year

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Forgive me for going off topic towards the end 😅

Prompt #13: Talking about the war

He walked into the living room to find Ginny curled up on the couch. The boys, as usual, were hyperactive before bed, and it wasn't easy getting them to sleep.

Ginny was staring off into space, lost in thought.

The third pregnancy had been harder on her than the first two. The Harpies were in the semifinals when they found out, and Ginny wanted to finish the season. Healers allowed pregnant players to continue till the end of the first trimester.

Lily didn't want to sleep for long spells either, whether it was inside Ginny's belly or after being born. Being born the smallest of all three didn't help assuage Harry and Ginny's concerns either.

He sat next to her and brought his arms around her. She immediately sank into him.

He pressed a kiss to her temple. "She needs time to settle. The boys surely did."

"I know," she sighed, "I'm not worried about that." She let out a chuckle. "She looks just like Jamie when she sleeps."

Harry closed his eyes and hummed. Lily looked a lot like Ginny, except for the mouth and eyelashes, which all three had the same of. So when they were little, they all looked the same, more or less, except for the eyes.

"I want to write about the DA."

This made Harry open his eyes suddenly.

"I know we gave interviews and all that, but lately, I want to tell everyone the whole story. How shitty it was at Hogwarts, how Death Eaters aren't the best of teachers, well, except for Barty Crouch Junior," she joked, as if they weren't talking about the worst year of their lives.

"You sure?" Harry asked apprehensively. Memories of how she would retreat into a shell whenever that topic was brought up flooded him. That summer, Ginny made him promise that he wouldn't ever tell Molly and Arthur the full extent of what happened at Hogwarts.

She nodded, not meeting his eyes. He tilted her chin up with his forefinger. "You don't have to, you know. Just because the tenth anniversary is coming up - "

"I'm not going to lie. That is a big part of the reason. But it's not the only one. I think it's time everyone knows, and we can start learning from it. Parents wouldn't want their children to go through anything like that. So, people will listen to it," she said firmly.

"Nothing's going to happen to them," he said, sensing her fears.

She moved fully onto his lap, and Harry rested his head on her shoulder. "I just worry."

"Me too," he replied.

After a few moments or maybe hours, she said, "The Daily Prophet offered me a full-time job."

He kissed her collarbone. "You're going to finish that book first, aren't you?"

"Exactly," she sighed as his mouth moved to her neck.

"I'll take a break for the next six months, then."

She stopped him. "You don't have to."

"I'm Head Auror," he smirked. "I can do what I want. Besides, Ron is more than capable." He continued what Ginny paused.

"I'll be fine with the kids. I'll have time for the book, too," she threaded her hands through his hair and pulled his mouth to hers. Before Harry could kiss her, she smirked and moved to nip at his earlobe.

"Ginny…."

"Besides," she peppered kisses all over his face, intentionally missing the lips. "I want all three kids' first word to be mama."

He gripped her hips. "So that's your plan, Mrs Potter. I caught you red-handed."

"Yep," she popped the p. "What are you going to do about it, Head Auror?"

Before Harry could reply, Lily started crying, causing them to break apart.

"I'll go check on her," he said, and Ginny slid off.

"She still won't be saying dada first," she called after him.

He turned around and smirked, "We’ll see."

#hinny #hinnyfest #harry potter #ginny weasley #ginny potter #ginny x harry #harry x ginny #Talking about the war #Post Hogwarts #James Sirius potter #Albus Fleamont Potter #Lily Luna Potter #Holyhead Harpies #Aurors #Quidditch #Hogwarts #Ginny is a writer #I know went drifted off topic towards the end #I can't help it

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yvieliny · 7 months

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Shit my friends have said as Maruader Promps:

Modern Marauders looking for a place to do their social service

Sirius: We could just apply for Femeri like the girls

Remus: They won’t accept us because you know…we have cocks

Peter: Cocks?

James: Yeah you know…cocks

Peter: The male chicken?

Sirius and James dying of laughter

Remus: What?! No Pete you know cock. C-O-C-K . Cock

Peter starts searching it on google, and the definition of cock as a rooster appears

Peter: YOU SEE IT IS A CHICKEN

James dying of laughter: Click images

Peter clicks images

Peter: HOLY MOTHER OF JESUS OUR LORD AND SAVIOR THEY ARE HUGE ALMOST AS HUGE AS JAMES

James turns bright pink as other students heard since they were in the library

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none-of-it-was-accidental · 7 months

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severus “human beings in a mob” snape

james “what’s a mob to a king?” potter

albus “what’s a king to a god?” dumbledore

regulus “what’s a god to a non-believer?” black

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lulublack90 · 3 months

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Prompt 10 - Violin

@jegulus-microfic February 10 Word count 733

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It took Moody two days to return to the safe house. During that time, James and Sirius had bought a few things down to the cellar to make Regulus more comfortable. An actual bed, for one thing, and a way to wash himself. Remus sacrificed a small collection of his books, and Sirius went out and bought more cassette tapes for the Walkman.

He knew he shouldn’t get comfortable, but having James around made it difficult not to be. The feelings he had for James had never gone away, but he hadn’t realised how strong they still were.

With no one to tell him no, James had spent the entirety of the last two days down in the cellar with Regulus.

It was awkward, but they got on with it. Regulus spent most of the time trying to ignore him. He didn’t want to stoke the embers of his hopes. He listened to Sirius’s music instead. Enjoying the ethereal beauty of the violin that played on one of the classical music tapes that Sirius had mixed in amongst the multiple Bowie and T.Rex cassettes. Regulus played them all, making note of his favourites, but he definitely preferred the classical ones. So much emotion bled from each note. But they couldn’t stop his nightmares.

He’d had one the previous night and woken screaming. James, who’d been sleeping on one of the chairs, was startled awake at the noise. Then he came over to where Regulus was still panicking over the images dancing behind his eyes, scooped him up and sat with him cradled in his lap. Regulus snuggled into him, feeling the warm safety of James. His sniffles eventually subsided, but he still clung to James. It had been so long since someone had held him with kindness. It had probably been James himself at Hogwarts before he’d taken the mark.

James yawned an almighty yawn and shuffled uncomfortably on the edge of the bed.

“Sorry,” Regulus whispered.

“It’s okay. Ready to get back into bed?” Regulus nodded, and James gently transferred Regulus from his arms to the mattress. He straightened up to go back to his chair.

“James?”

“Yeah, Reg.”

“Could you lie next to me?” He felt so ridiculous asking. They’d spent countless nights in a bed together, but now. Now, it was different. James rubbed the back of his neck, and Regulus knew he was going to say no. “Please, James. Just—please.” He let whatever masks may have been protecting him slip away and let the raw sadness overwhelm his features. He saw the second James gave in. He must have looked truly pathetic.

“Budge up then.” James sighed. Regulus moved as far over as the small bed allowed, and James slotted himself between the sheets. Regulus kept his back to him, not wanting to push it. He was just glad that James was close. He heard James whisper to himself.

“Fuck it.” And then James had his arms wrapped around him and pulled him in close to spoon him. Regulus melted.

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Far too soon, Mad-Eye Moody was barking at them to wake up.

“Potter, out!” James didn’t argue with him. He gave Regulus a quick squeeze and left. Regulus could hear every step he took and followed them with his eyes up the wall. He didn’t even try to hide it. What was the point?

“You’ve got a visitor,” Moody said almost pleasantly. That got Regulus’s attention. A smile was playing at the corner of Moody’s mouth. The door at the top of the stairs opened again. Regulus barely had time to sit up before Albus Dumbledore swept into the room. His plum-coloured robes billowing behind him.

“Mr Black,” He announced. His periwinkle eyes taking everything in, missing nothing. “Alastor has relayed to me your displeasure about your move to Azkaban.” His gentle voice made it sound as though Azkaban had been Regulus’s idea. “I believe Mr Potter and the other Mr Black share this displeasure.”

“And Lupin,” Mad-Eye grunted from the corner he’d gone to lean in. His magical eye spun to look through the top of his head and into the kitchen above.

“And Mr Lupin too. That is interesting.” Dumbledore said thoughtfully. He waited silently, his eyes never leaving Regulus’s face.

“Yes.” Regulus agreed when he realised that Dumbledore was waiting for a response.

“In that case, Mr Black. I have a proposition for you.”

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agent-tempest · 9 months

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I saw some people on the internet talking, how who ship Drarry hardcore don't connect that much with Scorbus (bc if that happened the kids won't happen or smth like that) and vise versa.

While me: laughs in Jegulus

#harry potter #james fleamont potter #regulus arcturus black #jegulus #starchaser #sunseeker #draco malfoy #drarry #albus severus potter #scorpius malfoy #scorbus #marauders era #enya talks

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olivers-cocoapuffs · 1 year

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My favourite ship dynamic is members of the Black family being gay for the Potter boys

#Regulus black #James potter #Starchaser #draco malfoy #harry potter #drarry #scorpius malfoy #albus potter #Scorbus #alphard black #fleamont potter #Sirius black #prongsfoot #AND THEY END UP WITH GINGERS EVERYTIME #Lily evans #ginny Weasley #Lily Luna potter

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moonlightdancer26 · 4 months

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why did his parents name him James?

Because their parents had named James’s parents really fancy and stupid names so they had both agreed to give their child a basic white boy name in order to break the generational trauma

#this may seem satire but this is 100% why i think they named him james #they also advised james to name his kid (if he ever had one) a basic name for that very reason #unfortunately james couldn’t advise his own son so harry ended up naming one of *his* sons ALBUS SEVERUS #i’m being very fr rn #fleamont potter #euphemia potter #harry potter #hp #ask #asks

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ch1llyic3y · 1 year

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Something else? Think of it as, voldemort as President snow, and albus dumbledore as president coin.

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just-random-selection-blog · 2 years

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The Gryffindor's Fat lady definitely remembers every single Gryffindors that enters the house. How could she not when every single day they have to go classes or quidditch practice or go basically anywhere.

The password set is just probabaly a silly thing. Youre telling me She's seen every student going in and out especially exam periods and not remembering them?

She definitely would have let a poor 1st year Gryffindor in who has forgotten the passwords.

She definitely would let Hermione in when she forgot the password due to over studying and Oliver when he's devastated after a loss from quidditch

She would let Remus in after a long night of transformation.

She 100% would have let Neville in knowing he wouldnt remember the passwords

She might have mess around abit with the Marauders and Fred and George but during hard times she definitely would let them in without the passwords

#gryffindor #hogwarts #hogwarts house pride #hogwarts houses #hogwarts house traits #harry james potter #harry potter #albus dumbledore #minerva mcgonagall #hermione granger #fred weasley #remus lupin #james fleamont potter #james & peter & remus & sirius #hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry #harry potter theory

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thereaderarchive · 9 months

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A few thoughts on Snape, Slughorn (and a bit of James and Fleamont Potter).

Imagine young Severus Snape who loves magic, because we know that, Snape loves magic so much he creates new spells as a teenager, a Snape whose biggest desire is to leave his home to go to Hogwarts and learn and find his place in the world. A Snape that loves every class but has a little special place in his heart for potions because you don't need a wand!

Potion ingredients are expensive and rare, sure, and Snape's family is quite poor. Still, his mother makes him drink simple potions when he's feeling ill so maybe she has a little emergency stash (I imagine as a first aid kit) and he consoles himself with the thought that during the holidays he will be able to practice potions at home (with Lily, too!)

Imagine Snape hearing about the Slug Club. A club for the best potions students with promising future careers, the perfect place to make connections for the future! And Snape WILL be the best potions student! He'll work harder than anyone, because if he gets to the club, if Slughorn notices him, then he would have some money, help his mum and be free of Spinner's End forever… only, Slughorn doesn't notice.

Slughorn, Severus discovers, can be a wizard with quite a lot of knowledge, but he only has eyes for promising students with a bright future… that are already well-connected. Or those that are charming enough to overcome that barrier with their personality and abilities. Like Lily, she doesn't have any previous connection to the wizarding world, but she's the brightest, and everybody loves her (he loves her, too, but they haven't talked about that). It doesn't matter that Severus is the best in class, Slughorn simply… passes beside him. He doesn't notice, or if he notices, it doesn't matter. Slughorn doesn't see a bright future for him… but he does for people like James Potter.

JAMES POTTER! Who doesn't know the difference between monkshood and wolfsbane (they are the same plant!) and can barely be awake during potions class but -and this is the worst part- has a father that's one of the most renowned potioneers from their time. And that is something Snape abhors because he admires Fleamont Potter SO MUCH. What aspiring potioneer doesn't? Although known mostly by Sleekeazy, his contributions to the field of potion-making are immense, especially with regard to the renewal in the handling of certain ingredients.

James Potter may be the best student in McGonagall's class, but he does not deserve an invitation to the Slug Club. Snape would say it, but evidently, Slughorn doesn't care to listen to anything that he has to say. He eventually gets an invitation and joins Lily (James Potter doesn't get a renewal in his, that's divine justice or something). Even older -and annoyingly posher- students notice his abilities and begin to invite him to their reunions.

He hates that James Potter torments him because every year he can see THE Fleamont Potter in the flesh waving his son goodbye and every year his hands are sweaty because he only wants to ask him for an autograph and maybe have a little chat, but Snape would NEVER let James Potter know he admires his father. He and Black would never let it go. -He is also a tad jealous because Fleamont Potter seems like a super nice dad, he seems proud of his son and, well… let's not talk about Severus' dad, suffice it to say that he didn't take Severus to King's Cross, not even once.-

Snape is not particularly happy about obtaining the Potion Master position at Hogwarts. Those are dark days of regret, but he finds a bit of enjoyment in changing all the curriculum Slughorn left. He makes students follow his own instructions and not outdated books and even changes the location of the ingredients just out of spite. He has a lot of that.

When Snape finally gets the DADA post, he only enjoys it for a week before Albus informs him that Slughorn will be back. Slughorn, who changes everything back and is using outdated books AGAIN. Slughorn, who is "oh so much better than Snape" (according to the students) and "haven't you heard? he has a club for promising students, that's a great advance in our future career" (according to more naive students).

There is no doubt in my mind that Snape despised Slughorn. He probably complained to McGonagall about him as much as McGonagall complained about Umbridge the year before.

As always, excuse any mistakes, English is not my language and I don't check these silly posts.

#severus snape #snapedom #snape and mcgonagall brotp #horace slughorn #james potter #fleamont potter #i just know sev propose Albus to take both classes when he heard about slughorn I CAN DO BOTH I CAN MAKE POTIONS WITH MY EYES CLOSED #thereaderarchive writes

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enigmaticemperor · 1 year

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I started this off wanting to make it angsty, but sometimes (all the time), the fic and characters just have a hold over you.

Prompt #8: Ginny vs Dursley

The front door clicked open, and Lily came running into the living room and jumped into Harry’s lap, prompting him to drop the newspaper and go, “oof!”

He caught her so she wouldn’t fall off and asked, “Did you have fun with Mummy, Elle?”

Ginny and the kids had a ‘Day with Mum’ today. He didn’t know how they were able to manage three kids on these ‘Day with Dad’ and ‘Day with Mum’, but it was a fun and tiring day for one and a completely relaxing one for the other.

“Yep,” she popped the ‘p’ and went on, “we had waffles and then went to Uncle George’s shop. Jay and Al were running around, trying out everything, while I didn’t do anything. I was a good girl.”

“I’m sure you were, Lily,” he nodded along with her, “You didn’t trick Uncle George into giving you a few wheezes.”

She smiled guiltily but said, “Yes, I didn’t.” She placed both her hands on her father’s cheeks and patted.

“Then we had ice cream and went to the park, and then we had lunch and went shopping! Look, Daddy, I got you something,” She pulled out a fancy-looking quill which had a dragon on the end from her bag and handed it to him.

“Thank you!” He smiled and kissed her on the cheek, his beard scratching her, which caused her to giggle.

“James Sirius Potter! Put that down right now! And you too, Albus Fleamont Potter! Wait until we get inside!” Ginny could be heard from the entrance.

Lily leaned over to whisper in his ear, “Mummy’s angry.”

“Why?” He whispered back.

“I don’t know,” she looked at him with big hazel eyes. “We didn’t do anything!”

He kissed her forehead and said soothingly, “I know you didn’t, Elle. Let me talk to Mummy, ok? You go put those in your room.”

She jumped off his lap, took her bag, and shouted, “Ok, Daddy!” and ran towards her room.

Ginny came in with the boys and told them to put their stuff in their rooms before placing three more bags on the coffee table. She walked towards him and plopped down on the sofa, her legs in his lap.

He decided she wasn’t close enough and pulled her into his lap, saying, “Lily told me you’re angry.” He buried his face into her hair.

She was silent for a moment and then said, “I saw Petunia and Vernon.”

Harry’s arms tightened around her, and his face went pale.

She ran her hands through his hair, and they sat in silence for a moment before Harry asked, “Where? What happened?”

“At the mall. Why do you assume something happened?” She countered defensively.

He sighed wearily, “I know you, Gin. They must have said something to set you off, and you shouted at them.”

“He called Jay, Al and Lily ‘little freaks’,” she said darkly.

“What!?” He said indignantly.

“I almost hexed him there but I settled on shouting at them. I didn’t want to make a scene.”

“I wouldn’t have minded this time.”

“They deserved it last time too,” she placed a kiss on his cheek.

“Did the kids hear it? They didn’t give any sign of it,” he asked worriedly, his hands restlessly playing with the straps of her sundress.

She shook her head and he sagged against her in relief. “They were too preoccupied with the toys section.”

“They shouldn’t have to hear that. Anything like that,” he said firmly.

“You aren’t a freak either, you know,” she forced him to look at her and placed a light, feathery kiss on his lips. “You shouldn’t have had to hear that too.”

“So my wife tells me,” he said, pulling her closer. She looked into his eyes and found that he was a little shaken by the memories, but that he wasn’t as affected as he used to be. It was comforting to know that he was slowly, but surely getting rid of the hold the Dursleys’ upbringing still had on him.

“Smart woman.” She kissed him, washing away the painful memories of his childhood. He was loved now. He had an amazing wife and three wonderful children and -

“Muuuuuum! Lily isn’t sharing the Lego set with me and James!!” Al whined.

“Lego set, huh?” He smirked, his green eyes twinkling in amusement.

“Oh, hush,” she smiled, “You got them that train set last time.”

“Muuuuum!” This time it was James.

She slid off his lap to go talk to their kids. “Coming!”

Yes, he couldn’t have wished for anything better.

Read the rest of my fics for November Hinnyfest 2k22 on ff.net!

#yes i changed Al's name #bite me #hinnyfest #harry potter #ginny weasley #ginny potter #james sirius potter #albus fleamont potter #lily luna potter #nextgen #post-hogwarts #dursley #god i hate them #ginny vs dursley #now this i love #hinny

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yvieliny · 7 months

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urcatwrites · 11 months

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sometimes i lay in bed and gigle thinking abt all the tragic gay love stories between potter men and black/malfoy men

that shits generational

#it’s in their blood atp #like this shit goes back DECADES #idk maybe i’m just delusional #drarry #harry x draco #jegulus #scorpius malfoy #albus severus x scorpius #albus x scorpius #james potter #fleamont #monty x alphard #i am always right #malfoy x potter #potter x black #ITS IN THEIR BLOOD I SWEAR

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lulublack90 · 2 months

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Prompt 24 - Hungry

@jegulus-microfic February 24 Word count 888

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James had returned to Hogwarts a few times since he left after his final year. He loved the old castle. He had so many good memories there. But this time, when he looked up at the castle. The castle that he’d loved for so many years, all he felt was dread.

Professor McGonagall met him at the entrance and escorted him to the headmaster’s office.

“How are things, Mr Potter?” She’d asked after confirming his identity. He ran a hand through his hair as he forced a smile on his face.

“Oh, you know, could be better.” They hadn’t said more after that. What else could they say? Everything was so secret at the moment that it was hard to converse without letting something accidentally slip.

He waited for the staircase to appear behind the stone gargoyle and climbed to Dumbledore’s office. McGonagall had stayed at the bottom to escort him out once he was done.

The office was just the same as he remembered it. He’d been fascinated by all the things Dumbledore had on display when he was younger, but they’d always made him tense as they looked so delicate, and while James tried his hardest not to walk into the spindly tables, he always knocked at least one and had to watch with bated breath as it wobbled precariously the silver items on it almost rolling onto the ground.

Tonight was no different. In his haste to get past them and to Dumbledore’s desk, he tripped and took out three tables with a colossal bang. The tiny glass instruments on top of one of the tables shattered when they hit the floor, and a pile of books landed on him. Whatever had been on the third seemed to be stuck to the tabletop.

A door to the side opened, and Albus Dumbledore strode into his office.

“Hmmm,” He said as he took in the destruction. “I had forgotten how badly you and my office got along, Mr Potter. Had I remembered, I would have cleared a path for you before your arrival.” He waved his wand, and the room put itself to rights as James clambered to his feet. “Tea?” Dumbledore asked as James went to sit in the chair by Dumbledore’s desk.

“No, thank you. I don’t have long. I need to get back to Sirius.”

“Ah, yes. I hear he is not doing too well after the attack.” James shook his head.

“No, but we’ve had word that Remus is alive and has been accepted by the werewolves and Voldemort.” He hadn’t actually told anyone this. He should probably have said something to Mad-Eye, but he didn’t.

“Good, good. It’s going exactly as we planned then.” Dumbledore looked thoughtful.

“There’s more,” James told him, thinking about everything Regulus had shown him in his notebook. His hand automatically went to the inside pocket of his robes where the copies were hidden. He handed over the less important pages first, holding onto the ones he could use to give Regulus what he wanted.

Dumbledore poured over the neat handwriting, a small smile twitching his lips at one part or furrowing his brow at another. Once he was done with what he had, he looked over at James’s hands, where a few more pages were still held, with an almost hungry expression on his face.

“And what are those, Mr Potter?” James brushed his thumb across the top of the parchment.

“Before I give you these. I need to ask again that Regulus has immunity.”

“Yes, Mr Potter, that had already been discussed and agreed to.” James squirmed. He’d only had to ask that so he could ask what he actually wanted to.

“And Rosier and Crouch?” Dumbledore’s eyes turned icy.

“Again, Mr Potter, we have discussed what I would do on that matter.”

“You said you’d vouch for them at their trials, but that’s not good enough. They’re the ones who gathered most of this information and—and what I’ve got to show you next if it’s true. It could be a turning point for our side. They need immunity if they’re going to keep helping.” His hands rustled the papers again. Dumbledore watched him closely, his blue eyes never leaving his face.

“I shall read what this vital information is and then decide.” He said cooly. James handed over the papers.

Dumbledore read through them quickly. His eyes widening with each pass. He looked up, his mouth slightly agape.

“Merlin’s beard, they’re right.” He stood and began pacing behind his desk, muttering to himself. “How did I not see this myself? How could I have missed this?” He looked at James.

“They have immunity.” James sighed with relief. “But only if they continue to work with us to stop Voldemort. We need all the people we can get.” James nodded. The real fight was about to begin. He could feel it.

“Sir, there’s one more thing.” Dumbledore paused in his pacing to listen to what James had to say. “There’s a spy in the Order.” The tiny glass instruments on the tables burst into millions of pieces one after the other. The air shimmered as the glass dust settled to the ground.

James wasn’t entirely sure what had just happened, but he was almost certain that Dumbledore had just lost control of his magic.

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cursedwithwords · 3 months

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Okay I've never actually looked into Fleamont and Euphemia, and generally speaking I take canon with a grain of salt anyways (I pick and choose what I like) but i was researching Fleamont for a future chapter and-

It is hilarious and SO vindicating that it's CANON Fleamont got into fights at school, like that is so fucking funnyyyyyy.

Fleamont in the afterlife watching Lily Luna get into daily fist fights at Hogwarts (and winning them):

Fleamont in the afterlife when James Sirius got into that fistfight with two Ravenclaws in chapter 7:

Fleamont in the afterlife when Albus Severus says he wants to hex Caleb Gaton within an inch of his life:

He's so proud of his great-grand-babies 🤧

#this is the best information ive ever fucking collected while researching #why the hell did no one tell me this earlier i am absolutely delighted #fleamont potter #euphemia potter #james potter #harry potter #lily evans #lily luna potter #james sirius potter #albus severus potter #ginny weasley #so excited to add this to my growing list of fleamont headcanons

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disacurveball · 1 year

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Fleamont Potter Headcanons

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Fleamont was born around 1927/1928, and went to school during the Riddle Era because that just makes more chronological sense.

Fleamont was a year below Tom Riddle and had an enemies to friends arc over the school’s underground potion market.

His general personality is similar to like, Reigen Arataka from MP100. Charismatic, salesman demeanor, a good heart under that, and a little pathetic.

Fleamont is the only Gryffindor that the Slytherins can stand because he is pragmatic and has sold all of them a potion at some point.

His best friend is Orion Black, who is a bit homoerotic with before Mia comes along. (Bisexual king.) This does not go well after Hogwarts.

Only his besties call him Monty.

Dumbledore cannot STAND this bitch because he’s a Gryffindor who hangs out with the Slytherin crowd, and specifically, Merlin forbid, Tom’s Crowd- and uses that Gryffindor bravery for “nefarious purposes” (See: The Underground Potion Market)

100% in the Slug Club.

He has a blood feud with Septimus Weasley. Septimus doesn’t know why. Honestly neither does Fleamont. But there are many nights where you can find Fleamont sleeping on the floor of a Slytherin dorm.

He’s the Quidditch commentator, because he talks like he’s a goddamn radio host.

He wears a bunch of rings because he’s just like that (Including one shaped like a snake given to him by Orion.) But he marries Mia, that’s the only one he wears.

Euphemia isn’t at Hogwarts until fifth year, when she immigrates from India. Monty quickly falls head over heels and spends a year trying to woo her (like father like son.)

He creates Sleekeazy Hair Potion as a gift for Mia, and later patents it right out of Hogwarts where it booms as a business. Basically amasses the Potter fortune overnight with it.

The enemies to friends arc with Tom Riddle turns into “stay tf away from me and my family” after school when Fleamont realizes this bitch crazy actually, and he wants to keep his family safe. He feels a bit guilty when things turn to shit and goes straight to Dumbledore for protection.

Spoils James fr. ❤️

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