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Gentry and Gentlemen,  Chapter One

Summary:  Hermione Granger has just begun a new position of governess at Ottery Manor in the Devon Countryside, a world away from her upbringing in Regency-era London. There she meets a redheaded blacksmith man named Ron Weasley. Sparks may just fly between the middle class city woman and the working-class country man with a genuine and heartfelt charm all his own. (Jane Austen Romione AU)

Tagging: @hillnerd @nagemeikenu @acnelli @aimless-twig @femaledoubleagent @thehufflepuffpixie @adenei @abradystrix

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The Regency period is full of stories about dashing military officers and their lovers, titled men and women, and the romantic misadventures of the landed gentry. Almost always of young ladies of the gentry and their aristocratic suitors. Of money, land, and upper class goings-on. The sort of stories that have become synonymous with high romance, retold countless times since.

This is not one of those stories.

 *

 The stagecoach trundled along the country lane. It was the middle of April, and the Devon countryside was quickly losing any vestiges of the winter. Trees were growing green, bees were pollinating all manner of plants, and the lane was fast becoming dusty due to the lack of rain.

‘Oh, really, good sir!’ giggled a lady, her aristocratic manner evident in her voice. ‘You are a delight!’

‘My pleasure, good lady,’ replied the gentleman, a large tall man with a similar way of speaking. ‘I find myself inclined to be such when in the company of such an amiable person as yourself.’

There was a loud crack, as one of the stagecoach wheels hit a hole in the lane.

‘My apologies, ladies and gentlemen!’ exclaimed the coachman from above. ‘The roads have not been repaired after the winter rains!’

‘You’d think the locals would have done something about it,’ complained the gentleman to his lady friend. ‘But I suppose that is to be expected of being so far out from respectable society.’

The woman sat across from the couple stared out of the window, a slight frown briefly appearing on her face. Her fellow passengers did not notice this, and had made no attempt at conversation with her for the entire journey from Exeter. But she was somewhat glad of that.

She was a young woman, in her mid-twenties and, unlike the pair sat across from her, was not wearing the latest fashions of aristocratic society. Her dress was well-worn but functional, as befitted her position. Her hat was smart was simple but sturdy. Her face was impassive, yet strong, and her eyes - a dark brown- were piercingly intelligent. A parasol, far from new, was placed sensibly across her lap. Her shoes, polished but faded from use, were the sort worn by practical working women since time immemorial. However, in contrast to all this was her hair; an enormous bushy mane that strained against the many pins she had used to keep it in place. It was the sort of hair that you couldn’t help but notice, and it was perhaps for that reason that the young lady had chosen to keep her hat on in the coach despite the heat.  

‘Final stop; Ottery St Catchpole!’

The coach trundled to a halt, and the coachman (whose name was Mr Jones) climbed down, pulling the small set of steps out from under the coach door. The gentleman helped his lady companion down, and the two of them sauntered away with their bags without so much as a thank you to the coachman.

Sighing to himself, the coachman turned.

‘Er… my apologies, Mr Jones,’ came a voice from within the coach. ‘Could you help me down, please?’

‘Of course, miss,’ he said, before helping the young lady down to the ground. ‘Allow me to help you with your bags as well.’

‘Thank you.’

As the coachman pulled her bags out from the luggage racks, the young lady stared down the street. The gentleman and his lady friend were laughing loudly to themselves outside one of the shops.

‘They were awfully rude, weren’t they?’

‘Afraid so, Miss,’ replied Mr Jones. ‘Many from London feel that Devon might as well be on another planet.’

‘I hope you won’t judge me by their behaviour.’

‘Oh, of course not, Miss…er… my apologies, my memory isn’t what it once was…’

‘Granger.’ Hermione Granger said, giving a small curtsy. ‘And thank you for keeping me company on such a pleasant journey, Mr Jones.’

‘My pleasure, Miss Granger,’  Mr Jones said, tipping his cap. ‘I’m surprised that such a pleasant young lady like yourself is travelling all alone, truth be told.’

‘Well, you see, I’m on my way to a new place of employment.’ Hermione said. ‘Ottery Manor; perhaps you know it?’

‘Oh, yeah, Miss. Very prominent local gentry.’

‘I am due to take up the post of governess for the young children,’ Hermione elaborated.  

‘A governess, you say?’ Mr Jones said, looking very surprised.

‘Yes, I recently achieved my qualification, you see.’

‘Very impressive, Miss. Er… just a word of warning, if you please?’

‘Whatever for?’

‘Well…’ Mr Jones looked rather uncomfortable. ‘You are… that is…’

Hermione sighed. She had been expecting this.

‘Mr Jones, I am well aware that the colour of my skin is perhaps not what the locals are used to.’

‘Oh, no, miss; that’s not what I meant!’ Mr Jones replied, shaking his head quickly. ‘Good gracious, no! Plymouth isn’t that far away, and we’re used to seeing people from all over the world popping through. It’s just… the gentry round here… aren’t quite so relaxed about it as the ordinary people are.’

Hermione smiled. Mr Jones was a sweet old man who clearly wanted to warn her as best he could, even if he didn’t quite have the terminology correct.

‘Thank you, Mr Jones; you are very kind.’

‘My pleasure, miss.’

‘Could you… point me in the direction of the manor house?’

Mr Jones nodded, pointing along up the narrow winding street of Ottery St Catchpole.

‘You can’t miss it; the big house on the hill.’

‘Thank you.’

As Hermione made her way through the main street, she was aware of just how much of a different world this was to London, where she had lived most of her life. For one thing, people walked far slower and had a relaxed attitude in their comings and goings. One could certainly tell that the pace of life was slower.

Within a few minutes, Hermione had left the village, and headed along the country road up towards the manor house. The lack of rain had meant that dust was virtually inescapable, but Hermione preferred it to the mud she had been concerned about. She wouldn’t have wanted to make a first appearance with her best clothes dirtied. That would be most distressing. She, after all, was being entrusted with the care of the children of the local landed family, and ought to be presentable in a way that acknowledged that responsibility she was being granted.

Her stomach began to squirm, as her nerves became agitated. She had largely avoided thinking too much about it when she was travelling but, now that she was so close to the manor, she couldn’t help worrying. What if she wasn’t qualified for this? What if the other staff members didn’t like her? What if she-

‘NEIIIIIGHHHH!’

Hermione’s thoughts were suddenly interrupted, as a large horse rounded the corner of the lane, galloping as fast as it could, and heading right towards her. It was tall, brown, and looked startled, its eyes wide.

Hermione’s bags slipped from her hands as she stumbled backwards, but the horse was already barely seven feet away. With a cry, Hermione tripped over the uneven ground, her hat flying off her head.

The horse reared up on its hind legs, and Hermione found herself frozen on the ground. Hoofs began to fall.

‘WHOOOAAA!’

Suddenly, the horse was no longer there.

Coming to her senses, Hermione pulled herself to her feet, and collected her bags together.

A man, roughly her age, was stood with the horse a few feet away. The first thing of notice was his height, at least a foot taller than Hermione. His head was framed with short, red hair. Freckles covered every inch of skin that was on show. He was wearing a rough work shirt that was tied up to his elbows, and a pair of trousers that were slightly too short on him. A pair of tough work boots, that had clearly seen better days, completed the ensemble.

‘Sssshhhhh, Tiff….’ He soothed, stroking the horse’s neck slowly. ‘It’s okay, girl… no-one’s going to hurt you…’

‘Good grief!’

Another man had joined him.

‘Good thing you’re such a fast runner, mate!’

‘I try my best,’ replied the redheaded man. ‘Good thing we managed to catch her before she reached the village.’

As the horse was led away by the other man, the redhead turned and, spotting Hermione, ran forward.

‘Miss, are you alright?’ he exclaimed, coming to a stop in front of her. There was a splodge of dirt on his long nose. ‘Tiffany got spooked earlier, and we only just caught up with her. I’m so sorry; are you hurt?’

‘I’m… I’m fine, thank you,’ Hermione said, as a pair of bright blue eyes stared down at her. ‘Although I think my hat must have blown away in the wind.’

The redhead man looked around, and pointed up into the branches of a nearby tree.

‘You mean that one, with the nice bow?’

‘Yes, but-’

The man was up the tree in a flash, and was soon leaping down next to her again, holding her hat.

‘There we go,’ he said, handing it over. ‘Maybe a little dusty, but that’s the heatwave for you.’

‘Thank you,’ Hermione said, placing the hat on top of her bushy hair. The two of them began to walk up the lane. ‘I appreciate your concern, Mr…’

‘Weasley,’ the redhead said, smiling. ‘But there’s enough of the Weasleys around here, so you can just call me Ron. Everyone else does; it’d be confusing otherwise.’

‘I… I don’t think that would be appropriate.’ Hermione said, as she bent down to pick up her bags.

‘Why? We’re all people, aren’t we?’ Mr Weasley replied. ‘Oh, let me help you.’

‘Yes, but I’m…’ Hermione stammered, as her load was lightened considerably. ‘Well, I’m starting at the Manor as the new governess.’

‘Oh, you’re the teacher everyone’s been gossiping about!’ Ron said, cheerily. ‘Miss… Granger, if my memory’s correct?

‘W-why, yes!’ Hermione exclaimed, suddenly feeling rather embarrassed. ‘Er…gossip, you say?’

‘Yes; the scullery-maids have been talking about nothing else for the past week,’ Mr Weasley replied, keenly. ‘Well, that and the summer fete. But, yes; a posh lady governess from up-country coming down to our little neck of the woods! They’ll be delighted to meet you!’

Hermione felt her cheeks flush.

‘I’m not nearly as posh as all that, Mr Weasley,’ she said, primly. ‘So I hope I don’t ruin their expectations when they see me.’

‘Why? You sound posh to me.’

‘No… I… I mean… well, look at me.’

The redhead stared at her in confusion, and Hermione felt she needed to elaborate.

‘Surely they were expecting someone less… exotic?’

Mr Weasley blinked.

‘You are from London, aren’t you? That’s pretty exotic.’

Hermione found herself suddenly laughing. Not the usual polite laughs she had been taught as a girl, but a full, unrestrained laugh, full of accompanying snorts.

‘London… exotic?!’

Mr Weasley grinned at her, his cheeks dimpling under his freckles.

‘If you’re born and raised in Devon, it is,’ he said, cheerfully. ‘Besides, I bet that’s the first time you’ve laughed in a good long while.’

‘Why… yes, it is,’ Hermione replied, smiling. ‘However could you tell?’

‘I hear tell of the aristo’s who take the stagecoach routes down from London. I gather they aren’t much in the way of humorous conversation?’

‘You would be correct about that. But where do you hear that from? Mr Jones the coachman?’

‘Old Jonesey? Oh, yes; lovely old soul. I’m the… well, the blacksmith and the odd-job man for the estate, so I’m in and out of the village a lot.’

Hermione nodded, trying not to notice how well the redheads shirt seemed to fit him. She supposed blacksmiths were all rather… muscley.

Ottery Manor stretched out before them. It was a double-storied building, with fine windows and a pair of thick oak doors. The house was arranged around a central courtyard, so that two wings of the house stretched out in front. A small fountain marked the middle of the courtyard, and the centre of the house was covered in fine ivy. Grounds stretched out around the house in all directions, full of trees and well-trimmed lawns. Hermione could make out some distant greenhouses and vegetable gardens on the periphery.  

‘You like the ivy?’ Mr Weasley enquired, pointing at the plant as they walked up the main pathway towards the house. ‘Me and my brother Bill -he works in the gardens- pruned them just last week; rather a nice effect, eh?’

‘Yes,’ Hermione replied. ‘Are all your siblings employed as members of staff here?’

‘No.’ the redhead said. ‘Percy -he’s the intellectual one- he works in Plymouth in an office. Fred and George -they’re the youngest brothers aside from me- work in the post office a few villages over.’

‘Any sisters?’

‘Just Ginny. She’s the youngest. Mum did want her to get a good job as a scullery maid, but Ginny’s always been more outdoorsy. She works in the gardens most of the time, but she sometimes helps me and Charlie in the forge.’

‘Charlie is… the main blacksmith aside from you, then?’

Mr Weasley laughed.

‘Yes, he’s always been good with animals, so he handles the shoe-fitting. I’m a bit of a jack-of-all-trades, myself; that’s why I’m the odd job man as well.’

‘There is nothing wrong with being multi-skilled,’ Hermione said, earnestly. ‘Most men in London would love to have a wide array of talents.’

Mr Weasley laughed again, his cheeks dimpling again.

By this point, they had reached the courtyard but, instead of heading for the front door, Mr Weasley lead her around one wing of the house and into a yard of sorts. Hermione could hear horses neighing nearby, and presumed that the stables weren’t that far away.

‘You’d best come through the servants entrance,’ Mr Weasley said, leading her up the rear side of the wing and stopping before a door, which was left open. ‘Not a good idea to get on the bad side of the footmen on your first day. Especially the head footman; he’s a right killjoy about these things.’

‘Well, I am a servant, technically.’

‘I know,’ Mr Weasley said, sighing. ‘But, if I had my way, we wouldn’t have to worry about separate entrances. We’re the people who actually keep this place going, not the aristo’s using this place like a retreat for when the season ends in London.’

Hermione felt rather shocked at Mr Weasley’s words, but she opted not to say anything. She could certainly understand his frustration, but she had never met someone who was so open about it.

‘The gentry often have friends and relatives down from London, then?’

‘Yes, but you probably won’t have to worry about them,’ Mr Weasley said, encouragingly. ‘They tend to stay away from the children if they can help it. This time of year, most of them are living the high life in London society; they shouldn’t be arriving here for another couple months.’

‘Well, I lived in London most of my life, but I already rather like it here in Devon.’

The redhead turned to look at her.

‘Really? Why?’

‘Well, judging from what I’ve seen so far, it’s quieter, for one thing. The pace of life in the city is far too extreme. Out here, you can hear the birds in the trees, see the bees in the hedgerows, smell the…’

‘Muck on the fields?’

Hermione laughed.

‘You’re very amusing, Mr Weasley.’

‘I try,’ the redhead said, his cheeks dimpling as he smiled. ‘Not very often I get the opportunity to make a woman laugh without making a prat of myself first.’

‘Oh, I-I’m sure all the local girls adore you.’

‘With five older brothers? I barely get a look in,’ Mr Weasley chuckled, his ears going a little pink. ‘But, thank you, miss.’

‘My… my pleasure, Mr Weasley.’

‘Mr Weasley, I trust you haven’t been frightening the new governess.’

A man had stepped out from the servants entrance. Judging by his dress, he was a footman of some description. His hair was surprisingly greasy, and he had a long, hooked nose. His voice gave an indication that he had taken elocution lessons to disguise a midlands accent.

‘Oh, no, sir!’ Hermione exclaimed, as the two of them deposited her bags near the door. ‘Mr Weasley came to my assistance when my hat blew astray on the front drive.’

Mr Weasley grinned at the footman.

‘Wouldn’t be a gentleman if I didn’t do so, sir.’

‘Mr Weasley… you are not a gentleman, and never will be. You are a commoner, and you would do well to remember it,’ the footman said, looking unkindly up at Ron over his long hooked nose. ‘Now, Miss Granger, if you would accompany me this way…’

As Hermione followed the footman, she happened to look back over her shoulder. Mr Weasley caught her eye, and mouthed “what an oily-haired git, eh?”. Hermione bit down on her lower lip to stop herself laughing.

 *

 On reflection, Hermione was rather embarrassed that she’d been so nervous about her first meeting with her employers. The lord of the manor seemed disinterested the entire time, while his wife asked a few questions about Hermione’s teaching qualification. In fact, Hermione spent most of the meeting nodding politely while the lady discussed the difficulty in finding a good governess in the local area, and that they appreciated that Hermione had come such a long way.

She was then escorted by the head footman back to the servants entrance, all the while wondering if all lords and ladies were so… underwhelming as people.

‘Thank you, but where should I-’

But the footman had already walked away.

Hermione looked around, her nerves building again. She didn’t know her way around, and she hadn’t even been told where her lodgings would be. Maybe she should-

‘All finished?’

Mr Weasley had poked his head through the door.

‘Y-yes,’ Hermione said. ‘But… well, where should I put all my…’

‘Oh, I’ll help you,’ Mr Weasley replied, cheerfully. ‘I can’t go into the women’s quarters, but I can let the scullery maids know that you’ve arrived.’

Turning, he knocked on a door.

‘Parvati? Lavender? The new governess is here; can you help her move her things into the women’s dormitory?’

There was a loud squeal from inside the room.

Rolling his eyes, Mr Weasley opened the door, and poked his head around it.

‘Oy; are you two finished?’

A few moments later, two women appeared from behind the door. Both of them dressed in the same simple uniform, and both roughly the same age as Hermione. They also both seemed to be very giggly.

‘Hello, Miss Granger!’ said one of them, who seemed to be of Indian descent. ‘Nice to meet you; I’m Parvati, and this is Lavender.’

Lavender, a girl with blonde hair that was pulled up under her bonnet, smiled.

‘Sorry we couldn’t meet you at the gates,’ Parvati said. ‘Me and Lav got a bit… distracted.’

There was a snicker from Mr Weasley. Lavender laughed, and slapped him playfully on the arm.

‘Anyway,’ Parvati continued, and Hermione was confused as to why the girl’s face had flushed at Mr Weasley’s comment. ‘We’ll help you take your bags up to the dorm.’

‘I wouldn’t want to cause you any trouble-’

‘Oh, it’s no trouble,’ Lavender said. ‘Besides, we never get to talk to anyone from London; do you know what the most recent styles are?’

‘Er…’ Hermione trailed off, as the two girls hurried along the corridor. She was about to follow, when she realised that the tall redhead was still there. She turned to face him again.

‘Thank you for all your help, Mr Weasley,’ Hermione said, giving a quick curtsy. ‘I am most pleased to make your acquaintance.’

‘As am I to make yours, Miss Granger,’ the redhead replied, his freckled cheeks dimpling once again. ‘Although, like I say, “Ron” is fine. There’s half a dozen Mr Weasleys here, so it just saves time.’

‘In that case, I will call you that,… Ron.’

The redhead grinned, before leaving to run across the wild grass nearby in the direction of the stables. The shirt Ron was wearing was, indeed, rather tight on him, and Hermione couldn’t help but notice how his muscles strained against the fabric as he ran, the sunlight reflecting beautifully off his red hair.

Hermione smiled, as she turned to follow Parvati and Lavender along the corridor. Ottery St Catchpole was shaping up to be a rather wonderful place to live.

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It’s been quite some time I didn’t rec anything and I can’t find my list of Wolfstar fics I have yet to rec so here is some Pavender for your entertainment. 

The Yule Ball is great and everything Parvati could have dreamt of, but couldn’t it get even better ? 

A little angsty at first, but soft and very sweet generally speaking. 

#pavender recs #pavender #lavender x parvati #parvati x lavender #wlw recs #WLW #background deamus #bamf mcgonagall #supportive padma #1000-5000 words #less than 5k words #not rated #but kissing is the most graphic it gets #one shot

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Harry Potter x Slytherins Fic Recs

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Dark!Harry, with more Slytherin attitudes, though he is still a Gryffindor. 

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The NottPott Chronicles (Series) By: Amarillis39 and MissMrah

A series of moments from Theo and Harry’s lives as they learn to navigate their relationship, deal with their demons or just simply revel in each other’s company.

Every story can be read as a stand-alone.               

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The Heir to the House of Prince By: elph13

"So you're adopted?

 "Supposedly."

 "So your Dad ... he's not ...?"

 "Seems like it."

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 "No." Theo looks back just as sharply. "If I did, I would tell you. You know I would."

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Summer of 4th year and Harry's all alone, dealing with his grief and the sudden revelation that James Potter is not his father. Support comes in a strange form. The form of Theo Nott, son of a death Eater. A strange friend who says he'll help him find his true father, whoever this Lord Prince might be.

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NottPott - Theodore Nott x Harry Potter 

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NottPott - Theodore Nott x Harry Potter         Fred Weasley x Draco Malfoy      George Weasley x Blaise Zabini      

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Locked Out By: ANW815  

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NottPott - Theodore Nott x Harry Potter                    

Someone Like You By: ANW815  

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NottPott - Theodore Nott x Harry Potter       Dramione - Draco Malfoy x Hermione Granger       

Kairos By: ArielSakura                            

An oblivious Harry reminisces over the integral parts of his and Theo’s friendship, only to discover something rather shocking that he had missed the entire time.                     

NottPott - Theodore Nott x Harry Potter             

Eerie Elves By: ArielSakura  

Theo and Harry attend the Granger's Christmas Eve Party, only for Theo to become thoroughly creeped out by some of their decorations.            

NottPott - Theodore Nott x Harry Potter                     

I Wasn't Looking (Until I Found You) By: ArielSakura      

Theodore Nott, Editor-in-Chief of the Daily Prophet, just wants some peace on his lunch breaks. But with a tenacious team of reporters willing to track him down wherever he goes in the Wizarding World, he resorts to finding a place in Muggle London.     

Harry Potter, Saviour of the Wizarding World, just wants to live a quiet life. So he opened a coffee shop around the corner from Grimmauld Place. He gets enough customers to keep the business from being a burden and the patrons themselves are quirky and fun. Most importantly, the only magicals that know about the place are his friends and family.    

Until the day, Theodore Nott walks in.                      

NottPott - Theodore Nott x Harry Potter                      

Incentive By: ArielSakura      

Theo hadn’t expected his day to go like this. He hadn’t expected that leaving dishes in the sink again would result in him pressed against the wall, knees quaking, legs trembling, and with a sudden powerful urge to do whatever Potter asked of him if only he was allowed to come after…     

OR     

That time the Tarot cards didn't warn Theo about what would happen when he left his dishes in the sink.                      

NottPott - Theodore Nott x Harry Potter                

A Journey To Understanding. By: Amarillis39      

He was confused. All those months, when he was trapped in the ridiculousness of war, he’d thought he knew exactly what he wanted, but now he wasn’t sure. He didn’t remember what life was like back home. What was home anyway? The country that owned him and forced him to fly suicidal missions in a war he had no personal interest in? He didn’t think so.     

So, instead, he lay in his hospital cot with an imaginary case of appendicitis and Harry Potter dutifully faked a migraine to be placed in a cot beside him. 

NottPott meets Catch-22.              

NottPott - Theodore Nott x Harry Potter              

The Lost Potter By: nerdzeword

Harry is still reeling from his godfather's death when he stumbles his way into a friendship that challenges his ideals, reveals several long kept secrets, and could even turn the outcome of the war.

NottPott - Theodore Nott x Harry Potter

So much for staying in the shadows By: snazzy_croc

Theodore Nott was rather proud of his ability to stay out of the limelight, he'll leave that to Malfoy and his sycophants, thank you very much.

However, with the Triwizard Tournament looming ahead, he'll find it impossible to stay in the shadows. All because of Potter and his stupidly nice smile.

NottPott - Theodore Nott x Harry Potter

The die is cast (alea iacta est) By: schrodingerstheory

In the world where Tom Marvolo Riddle becomes Minister of Magic and Albus Dumbledore secretly builds a resistance movement, Hadrian Castor Potter, second son of James and Lily Potter, feels alone and deprived of his heritage. Especially when no one believes him and in him. Hogwarts is like a vision of safe heaven but Dumbledore’s obsession with a prophecy grows, and soon political conflict will get more and more hostile.

The perspective of difficult decisions, hard choices and conflicts is overwhelming, and there will be the time when Hadrian would face a point of no return.

Alea iacta est, like said Julius Caesar.

Blarry - Blaise Zabini x Harry Potter NottPott - Theodore Nott x Harry Potter (One-Sided)

A Very Slytherin Harry (Series) By: geoffaree

A lonely eight year old Harry Potter learns he can talk to snakes, shaping future events in a way not many would have expected.

Blarry - Blaise Zabini x Harry Potter Snupin - Severus Snape x Remus Lupin (Background) Draville - Draco Malfoy x Neville Longbottom (Background)

Lux In Tenebris (Series) By: Noctem31

Harry Potter realized from a young age that he was different. He could make things move without touching them, he could make his hair grow back when his aunt cut it too short, and he could talk to snakes. The Dursleys would always hurt Harry whenever he made strange things happen. Until one day, when everything changed.

Blarry - Blaise Zabini x Harry Potter

Fortunate Events (Series) (FF1) By: ArielSakura                  

Harry and Blaise start running into each other in a variety of interesting ways, Blaise's interest is piqued by the attitude and behaviour of the Man-Who-Conquered.                              

Blarry - Blaise Zabini x Harry Potter                  

Relief from Nightmares (Series) (FF1 | FF2 | FF3) By: ArielSakura                     

When Harry's nightmares get to much he finds solace in the most unexpected of places...

Never abandoned, will update until complete. Merely sometimes forgotten in the face of ravenous plot bunnies.         

Blarry - Blaise Zabini x Harry Potter            Ron Weasley x Tracy Davis   

Synkardiás Verse (Series) By: 00Q_Magnus and ArielSakura  

Harry Potter was not having a good day. Struck by lightning, chased by 'giants', becoming trapped in Devil's Snare and nearly ending up an Acromantula's pre-dinner appetiser, are all very bad things. And he is now living in the Slytherin dorms. It says something about his life that he isn't really all that surprised by the events of the last twenty-four hours. It's a wonder he hasn't gone barmy before now. It really is.  

It also should be taken under advisement, that Draco Malfoy should NOT be allowed to name things. EVER.  

And what is up with Nearly Headless Nick and the other ghosts? Why is someone going around polyjuiced as Harry? Why do they smell like radishes? And do they HAVE to suck on so many sugar quills?  

Never abandoned, will update until complete. Merely sometimes forgotten in the face of ravenous plot bunnies.

Blarry - Blaise Zabini x Harry Potter      Ronaco - Ron Weasley x Draco Malfoy  

Dive into Blarry (Series) By: FaeOrabel  

On a vacation, they are staying in the same hotel building unknown to each other. Harry sings very loudly in the shower and the rooms have thin walls. Blaise goes over to confront them and Harry answers the door soaking wet in a towel.     

~Written for Draco's Den School's Out for Summer fic exchange.~     

Prompt: On a vacation, they are staying in the same hotel building unknown to each other. Character B sings very loudly in the shower and the rooms have thin walls. Character A goes over to confront them and Character B answers the door soaking wet in a towel.

Blarry - Blaise Zabini x Harry Potter              Drinny - Draco Malfoy x Ginny Weasley (Background)               

Not All Heroes Have Honour By: SaltOnMyBedside

Harry is tired of all the expectations. He bumps into Blaise Zabini one morning who defies all expectations and gives him space to be himself without judgement. Turns out that's all he needs. That's all the both of them needs. 

Blarry - Blaise Zabini x Harry Potter 

Looking for peace By: Hroul

Harry's life in Wizarding world wasn't all that it's cracked up to be. His new best mate is acting just like Dudley, he already had nemesis and one of the teachers hated him for an unknown reason.When Lavender and Neville offer Harry an invitation to a gathering on the Halloween, Harry accepts it and finds few new friends. 

Blarry - Blaise Zabini x Harry Potter 

Bellends, Weddings and Full Frontal Cursebreaking By: Amarillis39 and Canttouchthis and PTwritesmore and ThusAtlas       

You are cordially invited to the wedding event of the season.     

Please join us to celebrate the bonding of Ronald Billius Weasley and Daphne Lenora Greengrass at the beautiful Tuscan Zabini Villa.

Dress to impress, and bring your best suits. Canapés and cocktails for the evening events, open bar, and a Michelin feast of course.            

Under no circumstance will any fighting be tolerated. There will be no name-calling, hexing, bat-bogeying, or arguments of any kind. There will certainly be no mention of loveless curses - thank you very much.            

We do hope you can join us for this event.     

P.S. Please keep an eye on Aunt Ophelia, she tends to fall asleep wherever she stands after a drink.     

RSVP ASAP                     

Blarry - Blaise Zabini x Harry Potter          Dramione - Draco Malfoy x Hermione Granger                  Pavender - Pansy Parkinson x Lavender Brown               Ronphne - Ron Weasley x Daphne Greengrass (Background)            Ginny Weasley x Astoria Greengrass (Background)              

Ways To Kiss Harry By: ArielSakura      

Taking part in a 30-day challenge, called "Ways I Want To Kiss You" minimum 300 words per fic, so these will be short pieces, (probably)   

Each addition to this series is going to be based on a prompt for types of kisses ;)     

Blaise notices a lonely Harry and decides things need to change.     

Hope you guys enjoy Harry and Blaise smoochies as much as I do! :D        

Blarry - Blaise Zabini x Harry Potter                

At the Mercy of Love By: ArielSakura  

As an Apprentice Curse Breaker, Harry must pass one final test before he graduates. Unfortunately, he’s paired with the one person that could ruin it all. If they pass the test, Blaise Zabini will be his partner for the duration of his career at Gringotts, much to Harry’s dismay—because he’s had a crush on the man for years.     

How can he keep his feelings hidden from someone he is going to be working with side by side?     

And what will happen to that carefully concealed crush when a meddling goddess intervenes?                    

Blarry - Blaise Zabini x Harry Potter             

Unmask Your Heart By: ArielSakura  

Harry is living a very secluded life after the war, Hermione has had enough and drags Harry to the annual Ministry Christmas Gala, this year's theme: Masquerade.

Harry meets someone that he just can't help but be attracted to, lust, sex and maybe even love?                        

Blarry - Blaise Zabini x Harry Potter                

Dignity & Disdain By: ArielSakura  

At a Ministry Ball, Blaise Zabini finds more than he previously thought in Pro-Quidditch player Harry Potter. But after offending him and earning Harry's disdain, can Blaise put aside his dignity and make amends?                      

Blarry - Blaise Zabini x Harry Potter   

Falling into a Kiss By: ArielSakura  

On holiday in France, Harry has a chance run-in with an old school acquaintance. Getting a coffee soon devolves into a conversation, and then a date, and perhaps...                      

Blarry - Blaise Zabini x Harry Potter                              

Not So Empty After All By: ArielSakura  

Harry has just set his youngest on the train to Hogwarts and wonders; just what is he supposed to do now?                           

Blarry - Blaise Zabini x Harry Potter                  

Michelangelo Isn't Just A Painter (FF | AO3) By: ArielSakura            

Blaise finds Harry having a panic attack when he attempts to go shopping on Christmas Eve.                       

Blarry - Blaise Zabini x Harry Potter                     

Monstrosities and Misunderstandings (FF | AO3) By: ArielSakura              

Blaise loses a bet and has to wear a different ugly Christmas sweater every day till Christmas. Harry works at a charity shop run by Luna.                     

Blarry - Blaise Zabini x Harry Potter                

Five Teas & a Latte By: ArielSakura      

All Harry wants is to finish the draft of his book while enjoying a cup of tea in his favourite café. So why is it that Blaise Zabini keeps joining him there every other day?     

OR            

Five times Blaise asks Harry out and Harry is his oblivious self and has no clue.           

Blarry - Blaise Zabini x Harry Potter   

A Little Christmas DeLIGHT By: ArielSakura                     

Harry, wanting to get the Christmas decorations set up before Blaise gets home, ends up entangled in a string of magical Christmas lights. Blaise, arriving home late from work, has another idea than helping Harry out of them.         

Blarry - Blaise Zabini x Harry Potter             

Nyctophilia By: ironstrange_spiderson13       

When he is 11 years old, Harry James Potter (and yes, he is the BOY who lived, thank you very much) gets dragged into a world he's waited years to join. Now, in another universe, another timeline, Harry would've been born a boy and had two best friends and would be sorted into Gryffindor. This is not that timeline.

In this timeline, Harry knows he is a wizard years before his letter ever comes (the letter that somehow knows his name, and not the one on his birth certificate) and his not going to be manipulated by a meddlesome old goat and two annoying kids that seem convinced that Harry is their friend. In this timeline, Harry does not let himself be used. In this timeline, he fights. And oh, what a fight it is.       

Blarry - Blaise Zabini x Harry Potter         Fred Weasley x Draco Malfoy        

A Sirius Solution By: Graydove71      

Everyone always believed that Sirius was just a reckless fool but in truth he was smarter than they though and he was going to protect his Godson no matter the cost even in death.   

Blarry - Blaise Zabini x Harry Potter        Dramione - Draco Malfoy x Hermione Granger      Theodore Nott x Katie Bell    

A Chance Encounter By: spectre4hire

What if Harry didn't bump into the Weasleys at Kings Cross on his first day? What if he met another family? A family that knew his parents. This simple encounter will set him on a different path including new friends and new ambitions. Includes: Slytherin!Harry, Good!Dumbledore, Conflicted!Snape, & Supportive!Remus. Future HP/DG & HG/TN. Years 1-2. Complete! The Sequel is posted.

Haphne - Harry Potter x Daphne Greengrass     Theomione - Theodore Nott x Hermione Granger   

The Slytherin Reformation By: spectre4hire

Harry and friends are set to start their third year at Hogwarts. Harry's hopeful for a drama free year, but with his godfather being an escaped convict, his plans to reform Slytherin House, and Hogsmeade weekends, he has low expectations. Tagged pairings come later in the story. The sequel to 'A Chance Encounter.'

Haphne - Harry Potter x Daphne Greengrass    Theomione - Theodore Nott x Hermione Granger  

The Fall Of The House Of Potter By: Bobmin356

AU from year five onwards. At the end of year six Harry finds himself once again isolated and prisoned at the Dursleys. The end of Book six never happened in this tale. Dumbledore has plans that include Harry, but not the way Harry thinks.

Haphne - Harry Potter x Daphne Greengrass

The Legacy Preservation Act By: James Spookie

Last Heirs of noble bloodlines are forced to marry in order to prevent wizards from becoming extinct thanks to a new law passed by the Ministry in order to distract the public from listening to Dumbledore's warnings of Voldemort's return. Rated M, so once again if you are easily offended, just don't read it.

Haphne - Harry Potter x Daphne Greengrass Neville Longbottom x Tracey Davis (Background)

Angry Harry and the Seven By: Sinyk

Just how will Dumbledore cope with a Harry who is smart, knowledgeable, sticks up for himself and, worst still, is betrothed? A Harry who has a penchant for losing his temper?

Ravenclaw/Smart(alek)/Lord/Harry Almostcanon/Dumbledore Non-friend/Ron Harry&Daphne (Haphne). No Harem. Rating is for language and minor 'Lime' scenes.

Haphne - Harry Potter x Daphne Greengrass

White Knight, Grey Queen (FF | FA) By Jeconais           

When Pansy finds herself on the wrong side of Voldemort, she persuades her parents that only one person could help them. Harry. A story that looks at what could happen if Harry had someone who loved him, someone who would push him, and someone who would back him financially.               

Hansy - Harry Potter x Pansy Parkinson        

New Chapters By: ArielSakura         

Pansy has a surprise for Harry on the day they move in together.       

Hansy - Harry Potter x Pansy Parkinson        

Fracas and Flowers (FF | AO3) By: ArielSakura               

Harry brings his girlfriend home to meet the parents. James isn't to happy about the situation.. in the beginning.                  

Hansy - Harry Potter x Pansy Parkinson                

Maybe They Did Know What They Were Doing (FF | AO3) By: ArielSakura       

During the summer before his 6th year, Harry has a meeting with the Gringotts Goblins, they change his life and inform him of something that Harry just can't believe.            

Never abandoned, will update until complete. Merely sometimes forgotten in the face of ravenous plot bunnies.         

Hansy - Harry Potter x Pansy Parkinson

Eros & Psyche (FF | AO3) By: RZZMG

Draco Malfoy, Blaise Zabini, Theodore Nott, Pansy Parkinson, Daphne Greengrass, and Tracey Davis all challenge Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Ginny Weasley, Lavender Brown, and Seamus Finnigan to play EROS & PSYCHE, a scandalous magical card game.

It's Slytherin vs. Gryffindor, pride vs. desire, male vs. female. Who wins in the game of hearts & amour... and is the game as harmless as the players all believe it to be?

WINNER - "BEST SMUT: WHEN LIFE GIVES YOU LEMONS" & NOMINATION - "BEST WORK-IN-PROGRESS: UP TO NO GOOD" - 2017 GRANGER ENCHANTED SURVIVORS-ENCHANTED AWARDS ON FACEBOOK

Harry Potter x Tracy Davis Dramione - Draco Malfoy x Hermione Granger Blinny - Blaise Zabini x Ginny Weasley Ronsy - Ron Weasley x Pansy Parkinson

Pretty Boy (FF | AO3) By: debstheslytherinsnapefan

Harry runs from the wizarding world, after just two weeks at hogwarts aged 11. Running away and leaving behind the Dursley's and a manipulative Headmaster. He makes a life for himself, he was now just a normal man with no expectations heaped upon him. Then, at the age of nineteen help finds him in the form of Severus Snape or rather Harry helps him. SS/HP Slash good Sirius/Remus.

Snarry - Severus Snape x Harry Potter

Our Future By: FalconLux

The summer after his fourth year, Harry begins having very strange dreams of the future. Visions of war interspersed with pictures of domestic bliss with a certain dungeon bat leave Harry thoroughly confused.

Then he begins to suspect they're more than just dreams. 

This is a Work In Progress. It is not finished. It may never be finished. Updates will be sporadic. Read at Your Own Risk.

Snarry - Severus Snape x Harry Potter

The Dead Master By: FalconLux

Dumbledore’s schemes took everything from him, including the man he loved, but now Harry has devised a means with which to travel back in time to his younger body before he started Hogwarts. He’s going to get another chance at his life, and this time Dumbledore won’t be getting in his way.

An unconventional approach to a Do Over story.

WARNING: This story is a W.I.P. It is not finished. It may never be finished. Updates will be sporadic. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

Snarry - Severus Snape x Harry Potter

Quelling By: FalconLux

1,033 years after the Battle of Hogwarts, the Master of Death is killed for the umpteenth time but finds himself waking up in his childhood once more. Confused by the unexpected second chance, Harry struggles to figure out what he may want to do differently. After a thousand years, the answer is... less than he expected.

WARNING: This is a Work In Progress.  It is not finished.  It may never be finished.  Read at your own risk.

Snarry - Severus Snape x Harry Potter

The Power of a Well-Organized Mind By: FalconLux

Trying to deal with his grief after losing Sirius, Harry makes an effort to “clear his mind” before going to bed. It works this time, and Harry discovers that his supposed Power isn’t love at all.  He soon finds that his trust has not always been well placed.  His choices for taking control of his life may be fewer than he'd hoped.

WARNING: This is a W.I.P.  It is not finished.  It may never be completed.  READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

Snarry - Severus Snape x Harry Potter

Blood Quill Consequences (FF | AO3) By: Acherona and trulywicked 

Umbridge goes too far with the blood quill and it results in a trip to the infirmary, better instruction, a TA position, and falling in love for Harry Potter. Growing up is never easy, especially for The Boy Who Lived.

Snarry - Severus Snape x Harry Potter Dramione - Draco Malfoy x Hermione Granger (Background)  Ronsy - Ron Weasley x Pansy Parkinson (Background)  Seamus Finnigan x Blaise Zabini (Background)   

Soulsong (FF | AO3) By: Acherona and trulywicked    

Returning to Hogwarts to finish his education was supposed to be easy, all the drama was behind him right? Harry had not expected being hit with a whammy his first He had a mate? And it was Snape? Why can't things ever be simple?

Snarry - Severus Snape x Harry Potter    Charlie Weasley x Draco Malfoy     

Hanging By A Moment By: RestartingInsanity    

AU:The life of Harry is never easy and finding a long lasting mate who won’t use him becomes very difficult. Harry's in pain but no one notices except for Lucius Malfoy and soon he finds himself falling for everything his father hates.LMHP:Slash:Complete

Lucarry - Lucius Malfoy x Harry Potter

Poisonous Kiss (FF | AO3) By: enchanted_nightingale

When Harry frees Dobby, Lucius scares the house elf and the Savior is left alone with Lucius Malfoy in an encounter with unforeseen results. HP/LM. SLASH. Harry is underage.

Lucarry - Lucius Malfoy x Harry Potter

Harry Potter and the Rise of the Dark Legacy (FF | AO3) By: enchanted_nightingale

Voldemort and a few of his Death Eaters arrive at Harry’s house a bit after his birthday. As they are about to attack, the Savior of the Wizarding World has a surprise for them, and mostly for a certain blond.

Lucarry - Lucius Malfoy x Harry Potter

Blessed Gifts By: ArielSakura  

Harry is waiting for his Christmas present for Lucius to be ready. While he waits, he remembers the important moments of their history together.                     

Lucarry - Lucius Malfoy x Harry Potter                Ronaco - Ron Weasley x Draco Malfoy             

Seasons (Series) (FF1 | FF2) By: enchanted_nightingale

After his 4th year the Delacours see Harry alone at Kings Cross and decide to take him to France where an unusual romance blooms between Harry and Rabastan Lestrange. But will it last longer than the first night? SLASH.

Summer is over. Harry is back to school and Rabastan with Voldemort. Secrets unfold, masks fall and Harry faces the consequences of his summer romance.SEQUEL TO A SUMMER ESCAPE.

Rabastan Lestrange x Harry Potter

An Interesting Development (FF | AO3) By: enchanted_nightingale

When Harry gets stubborn all kinds of things happen but this particular scenario even he had not perceived. "What's in it for me?" Harry chewed on his lower lip as he thought about it. What did he truly have to offer a man like him?. HP-RL

Rodolphus Lestrange x Harry Potter

Revelations of a Return (FF | AO3) By: Acherona and trulywicked  

The shocking return of someone thought long lost saves Sirius' life but the adventure is only just beginning because Remus has realized just how important Sirius really is to him and Harry is intrigued by the man who saved his godfather's life, Regulus.

Regulus Black x Harry Potter Snamione - Severus Snape x Hermione Granger (Background)  Blaison - Ron Weasley x Blaise Zabini (Background)   

Flecks of Rust (FF | AO3) By: Tsume Yuki

But then, the woman speaks again, and his entire being grinds to a halt. 

"So, I hear you're hunting Horcruxes."

Regulus Black x Harry Potter 

face death in the hope By: LullabyKnell

Harry looks vaguely nervous, scratching the back of his neck. “It's a really long story,” he says finally, almost apologetically, “and it's really hard to believe.” 

“Try me,” Regulus says, more than a little daringly.

Regulus Black x Harry Potter

Regulus Rising By: DogStar234

Regulus started laughing at the irony—was this his eternal punishment? To come back to life as a muggle? He was very sure he was dead, he remembered the moment his lungs gave out.  

He kept laughing until the laughs turned into a sob. As he sobbed, the bed started to rattle and a nameplate fell off the wall. Accidental magic.

Regulus comes back to life in a new body only months before the Dark Lord does. He's not sure if it's a gift, or a punishment.

Regulus Black x Harry Potter

Walk the Mirrored Path (FF | AO3) By: Madrigal_in_training 

A plea to the Albion Magicks for guidance the day before the Triwizard First Task seemed like a good idea in theory. How it resulted in the soaked and shivering form of a near-dead Regulus Black, Holly hadn't a clue. Maybe she was to use him as dragon bait? Fem!Harry, Regulus x Harry, Neville x Hermione

Regulus Black x Harry Potter  

Misbehaving Mistletoe By: ArielSakura  

Harry is wandering the Hogwarts corridors on Christmas Eve and is suddenly under attack! By mistletoe!                       

Marcus Flint x Harry Potter                

Incorrigible Infatuation By: RestartingInsanity    

AU: SLASH: How it started? One day Harry was in panic and the next delirium struck and there he was lying underneath a cruel-hearted Slytherin. He wasn't the most appealing but what was it that made Harry fall? Marcus Flint/Harry - COMPLETE -

Marcus Flint x Harry Potter

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Golden trio era rarepairs are just the best!!!!!! There are just so many dynamics you can explore, so many aus you can create, so many stories just waiting to be written... I just love rarepairs, okay?

Perciver - Percy x Oliver - Best friends to lovers! Nerd x jock! They were roommates!!!!! There’s just so much potential here!!! This definitely isn’t the rarest of pairings on this list but it’s one of my favorites to write so I had to include it!!!

Fredlee - Fred x Lee - More best friends to lovers!!! Quidditch player x quidditch commentator!!! Another roomates cliche!!! So adorable!!! Also so much potential for fluff and angst! 

Spinnell - Alicia x Katie - WLW quidditch teammates! Background ship that could easily fit into canon! They would be so fricking cute and if anybody tried to harm them, you know the rest of the quidditch team would be ready to kick some ass.

Georville - George x Neville - George goes back to Hogwarts after the war, either to try and recover from Fred’s death or, if Fred doesn’t die in your fic, simply to get his N.E.W.T.S., maybe to get more potions and herbology studying in for new products? And he connects with Neville and maybe they both love herbology and spend way too much time in the greenhouses. 

Lunmione - Hermione x Luna - Idk, the believer x sceptic trope just gets me. They keep teaching each other things and there is so much to learn and they spend so much time together that one they just realize that maybe they like each other.

Thomley - Ron x Dean - Artsy boyfriends! Quidditch fan x quidditch player!1 They were roommates!!! Friends to lovers!!!! So many tropes, and yet so little content for this ship.

Rarry - Ron x Harry - BEST FRIENDS TO LOVERS!!!!!! They were roommates!! So much canon evidence in support of them and yet people still deny the very possibility that they could be in love? NO. I will fight for this ship forever.

Runa - Ron x Luna - Childhood friends turned lovers! Artsy significant others!! Quidditch commentator/fan x quidditch player!!! Yeah, their friendship is kinda shaky in canon but they would be so cute together!!!!

Nevannah - Neville x Hannah - This is canon and so underappreciated! Healer! Hannah and Herbology Lover! Neville could rock the medicial wizardry world (especially if you like polyam ships and add in Potions Master! Theo)! This is a power couple if I have ever seen one, they deserve all the love!

Heamus - Harry x Seamus - So, the most common storyline I’ve seen for these two is that they date in 6th year while Dean and Ginny are dating, first to make those two jealous and then they actually fall for each other. Also, they were roommates.

Huna - Harry x Luna - These two are such good friends, and yes they are a total Brotp, but also, it would be so easy for them to like each other? They’ve both had pretty traumatic lives but they feel safe/not alone when they’re around each other and they’re so supportive and ugh they’re so cute.

Pavender - Parvati x Lavender - Best friends to lovers, they were roommates, Gryffindor girlfriends!!! Parvati taking care of Lavender after the war because of what happened with Greyback. 

Sunnah - Susan x Hannah - Best friendss to lovers, they were roommates, Hufflepuff girlfriends!!! They lean on each other after their respective family members die and move in together after the war bc they're all each other has (at least, they think that). 

Dansy - Daphne x Pansy - Best friends to lovers, they were roommates, Slytherin girlfriends!!! Who knows how long they could have been together? And when Astoria dies, they fall apart but they have each other and their family.

Lovemander - Luna x Rolf - Perfect queerplatonic relationship! They both love magical creatures and could meet while tracking/studying the same creature! Would both be Ravenclaws but I like to believe that Rolf went to Beauxtabons. Adorable.

#rarepairs #perciver #fredlee #alicia spinnet x katie bell #george weasley x neville longbottom #dean thomas x ron weasley #thomley #rarry #runa #neville longbottom x hannah abbott #harry potter x seamus finnigan #huna #pavender #susan bones x hannah abbott #daphne greengrass x pansy parkinson #luna lovegood x rolf scamander

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Okay, most people probably don’t know, but I have exactly one fic (HP ff) on ao3, and I started to work on a second part of it? Because I finally named the entire universe (’My sins shaped you’). 

I honestly come up with more than I thought but... yeah, but. I’m a person that’s very easily gives up on something which kinda sucks, but I also know me and my dumb ass, so I’ve decided to make a back up plan.

If you only read ‘Forgive me my sins (because I don’t know if I can)’ then you know it has an open ending. You can basically interpret the whole thing how you like.

All tho I have decided to share how the whole thing looks for me, and explore universe a little bit (I might even do a concept art? because I already started working on it, but my again my dumb ass forgot to bring it w/ me on a trip).

So if anybody is interested how it looks, bc I might never sit to it again, here is some info on my HPxFMAB crossover au:

There are all of HP characters in there, and most of FMAB characters, but not all

The Draft in The Flask was never created in that universe, thus Van Hohenheim wasn’t immortal, so he died before meeting Trisha, which causes Elric brothers to never be born

That means that their entire roles of are taken by Ron and George

Ron and George actually kidnapped Nina

When both of them found out what Tucker did to his wife they just picked her up and run

Shou Tucker reported them to police NOT to aurors, meaning now Ron and George can’t prove their innocence without breaking the Statute of Secrecy

There are seven deadly sins, but actually only two, but the main “big bad guy” works on it to make it seven

And there’s Pride and Wrath and there is gonna be big plot twist, so now that I still have motivation to work on a ff, I’m not revealing it (if i lose motivation I will tell you guys what’s up with this to funky bastards)

And seven deadly sins are gonna be absolutely different people (creatures?) then in FMAB

Honestly I don’t know how to include most FMAB characters in the fic, but I have roles (? I think that’s a right word?) for them

Like I know Roy Mustang is an Austrian wizard and an auror, where as Riza is a muggle sniper and I know where they come in to play

But I also know that squib Alex from a pureblood family of Armstrongs will fistfight everybody for one (1) Neville, but do I know where that comes in to play? Absolutely not

Kingsley Shacklebolt is getting a backstory (I don’t even care if pottermore gave him a backstory I’m not even checking it bc I coming up with tHE WHOLE THING) But really that guy deserves more attention

i also... ˢᵗᶦˡˡ ᵈᶦᵈⁿ'ᵗ ᵈᵉᶜᶦᵈᵉ ᵒⁿ ᵃ ᵐᵃᶦⁿ ᵖᵃᶦʳᶦⁿᵍ

It’s not like romance is gonna be big part of the story, but I definitely want SOMETHING

Hinny, Pavender, Bill x Fleur and Arthur x Molly gonna be background, but I have not a single idea on the main ship

I don’t think I’m gonna pair up George with somebody. Firstly I never saw him with Angelina. Secondly I think this boy is gonna have so much trauma, that he needs to work through it first

So that leaves Ron

I don’t know how to write a romance between him and Hermione? I don’t hate the ship, but I don’t like the bickering married couple troupe (don’t get me wrong! Bickering married couples are cute, I just don’t think that relationship should start with it or be built on, if you know what I mean)

I really like the idea of Ron x Neville because that would be super cute, but I don’t think it would work out in this universe, because they don’t actually interact much with each other

So I’m left with Ron x Luna, which would make weirdly a lot of sense, because Edward x Winry, but again, I am much bigger fan of them as close friends

If you guys have any ideas for Ron ships, feel free to message me

Oh and yeah, Lavender IS alive, but is the same kind of werewolf as Bill (i wanted to keep it a secret but i have no self control so im already saying next fic is from her pov)

Also i AM NOT a coward so Albus x Gellert (i hate that name) will be in a story, not much but still (But don’t worry it will be only in some old letters or flashbacks)

OKAY,  that post was way longer than I thought it will be.

If you guys, pals are interested in this au and have questions about it my askbox is open (BUT AGAIN i AM a DUMB ass and i still DON”T KNOW how to use it, but i AM working on it)

Also if you seen some grammar mistakes please you can tell me, english isn’t my 1st language

UPDATE: now i know how askbox works, so like rn you can totally send me asks

#hp #Harry Potter #Ron Weasley #ron weasley defense squad #au #fmab #fma:b #fma: brotherhood #hpxfmab #fmab au #long post #mine #My sins shaped you #ff #harry potter fanfiction #fanfiction

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Unpopular Opinion: many things been said against Romione shippers/Fic demonizing Lavender to make Hermione look better But I haven't seen as much complaining about the demonizing of Dean Thomas in Hinny fics set in HBP and afterwards. I lost count how many times I have recently (and by popular Hinny authors!) read fics where Dean was demanding,pushing and trying to pressure poor Ginny into having sex/was bad at it and then being a petty and bitter towards Harry. it reeks of racism. 1/2

2/2 I mean I feel it's partly JKR fault because she went out of her way to make both Michael Corner & Dean Thomas ''horrible boyfriends' (which in Dean case is BS the only thing in canon showing friction is Dean 'pushing' Ginny through the portrait and that can be just as much about Ginny trying to be a 'strong independent woman who needs no man') but if Lavender can get sympathy in fic so should Dean, who we've seen more in the books and who came across as good decent guy.

PS, also getting tired of the biphobia i've seen in some corner of the Seamus & Pavender fandom about how Seamus-Dean-Lavender-Parvati were really gay/lesbian all along and their m/f relationship was fake. Because of apparently bisexuals didn't exist until now... [eyeroll]

I need my demarcation line.

‘ello Nonnie. Fancy a cuppa?

I guess I’ve not been reading much lately over on the other side of my Canon ship (aka Harry & Ginny) to have come across any Dean discourse much anything that could be construed as demonization. (Then again, I have been busy so...)

Damn this got long quickly. Under a cutline just out of necessity.

If I am hearing you correctly, the fic writers are choosing to paint Dean in a negative light to emphasize why Ginny would want to break it off with him before getting with Harry. I must have my head in a hole because the only one I’ve read involving Dean in the last few months was the lovely one from @floreatcastellumposts and that was how Dean and Harry interacted in DH at Shell Cottage. (I admit I do have some appreciation for the subtle angst and how troubled Harry is and how few people he trusts in his life. Been there, done that, binned the t-shirt.)

I’ll also agree completely how HBP altered the characters considerably to make the plot work, including Dean, who up ‘til they was either a wallflower or a background character turn into a problematic male character (and also one of the few Men of Color in the entire series which I find more troubling but I digress.) because of the forcing the plot to have Ginny make him redundant before getting with Harry.

Fic writers can take those small nuggets of information and expand the ideas for such (even if I find it personally squicky AF to have a 16-year-old and Under 16 having those physical relations. *shudder* (Heck, I have problems writing any Linny Under 18 fic that involves anything more than hand holding - but then that’s my Ace showing there.) but to take it to such an extreme and petty expansion of idea is, well, not my cup of tea at all. (There’s plenty I will nope right out of and walk away without commenting if there is a tag I see that will make me shudder or get squicked.) But him being petty and sullen and bitter that he did (in those fics) have s* with Ginny and was bad at it?

I wish the trope of “immediate sex god” would die a thousand papercut deaths because most guys at 16-19 can barely control themselves, much less think of the other person to make the experience a memorable one. (And let’s expand that to 15-95 but I digress.) There’s a reason it’s called wham/bam/thank you ma’am. That’s about how long it takes at that age for a guy. (oops! Showing my age there.)

I personally have zero issues with Dean and Seamus as a ship even if I will never write it (I won’t write MLM having dated 2 in the closet and one stayed in because of safety reasons) but those who do can do.

I do find that The Author did make a bit of a mess of the characterizations in book six (and I won’t even get into how there is a discord of continuity of ethnic heritage involving Lavender Brown) including how Dean was made to look like he was being possessive when for all we know, he was being kind and Ginny was in a foul mood.

But let’s hit on that PostScript which to me is the enormous hippogriff in the room.

Admittedly, Biphobia and Bise/xual erasure is prevalent and it’s upsetting, even to me, the cranky Crusty Ace Dragon. Telling someone that they aren’t what they claim (either saying their straight, really are gay but in denial, or gonna cheat and would you just pick one and stick with it? absolute rubbish.

(I’m intentionally not touching on Pansexual but I can later if need be.)

I’ve heard of plenty who get told they are likely to cheat because they are bisexual. I’ve heard plenty who get told would you make up your mind? and the ever-present, “You can’t be bi because you’re in a het relationship” like that has any bearing on who you are as a person. Hubs and I are visually in a het relationship but we’re not since we’re both Ace Spectrum (aka not-straight - him being Grey and me being Demi) but no one dares tell him such. No one dares mention that to me, either. (Especially after my repeated diatribes on gatekeeping I experienced in the 90s while wandering the alphabet wastelands.)

Frankly, it’s disgusting. And let’s talk about those who want even more bloody gatekeeping, referring to gay men and lesbian women as “Are you a Gold Star XXX?” which is the most epic bullshit I’ve read this year (and that’s taking some serious liberties but I digress.) What kind of bullshit is this, a damn purity test? Not everyone realized coming out of the womb they were gay. Some came to it later. Some stayed in the closet for safety reasons. Some stayed in because it was a no big deal otherwise.

But to tie it all in.... to invalidate the experiences of Lavender and Seamus (and Dean, too) as calling it fake is rude at best, insulting at worst. Now it could be said as performative (which plenty who aren’t straight do go through ‘til they know for certain - or at least did back in the dark ages) but then there are so many under the LGBTQIA umbrella who have had performative relationships to either fit in, hide, or trying to get another to cure them before accepting they were, in fact, not straight. But then that’s the thing about dating in your teens and early 20s - learning who you are but also what interests you and what traits you would want in a long-term partner (if that is a goal) and also what traits are a hell naw breaker for you.

But to expect some kind of irrational purity from the outset and slandering those who had to find their own way down winding roads to where they are happy and content with who they are (with gender and expression and orientation and preferences) and to have all of those experiences invalidated because you’re not pure enough for someone hateful and vicious and unworthy of someone who has probably gone through hell and back just to find their identity of who they are.

The hypocrisy of it stinks worse than I do after a full day of hiking in 25* temps.

So in short, Seamus and Lavender were never fake. Performative, maybe, but not fake. Dean and Ginny dating? Never fake. Erasing any possibility that Seamus, Dean and/or Lavender are Bisexual? That stinks highly.

Quit fetishizing MLM and WLW single-sex relationship. 

#Great - the read-more line isn't working #what else will get fucked up today?

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Lavender/Parvati

Pavender fic written by @ordinarylittleme

There are long, twisted bright red scars on Lavender’s pale face but she looks almost beautiful while laughing and twirling quickly over a small field of soft grass. Parvati can’t stop staring at her genuine, happy smile. Her feet dance over small, sprouting dandelions as she grabs Parvati’s hands, pulling her into their own little dance. “Come on, Par!” she giggles lightly, her voice as bright and happy as ever. (She gets told it’s so, so beautiful - what a shame - so tragic about the rest of her, isn’t it? - at least ten million times every time she goes out alone.) Parvati doesn’t even bother stifling her grin, obediently going along with the blonde girl. “Can’t really dance without some actually decent music in the background, Lav-Lav.” Lavender dramatically rolls her eyes, lets go of Parvati’s hand and waves her wand. Guitars seem to strum themselves in the sky above, and the girls resume their odd little dance. Parvati takes Lavender’s hand again and spins her around, laughing as they step over colorful flowers beneath their feet. She can’t stop staring; her heart is filled with butterflies flying higher and higher until it is almost like she is flying too. “You know, Par,” Lavender says, “I don’t think I ever told you, not even when I was dying. So I will now. I love you, Parvati Patil.” They stop moving and Lavender’s blue eyes lock onto Parvati’s, searching for a response. Parvati smiles, tilts Lavender’s head up, and leans down to kiss her.

#aesthetics #lavender brown #parvati patil #pavender #parvender #larvati #hp femslash #hp #ordinarylittleme #hp fanfiction #hp fanfic #hp drabble #hp one shot #drabbles #fanfics #fanfiction #fanfic #jkr #jk rowling

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Gentry and Gentlemen, Chapter Three

Summary: Ottery St Catchpole is looking forward to its annual fete, and Hermione Granger knows exactly who she wishes to accompany to the festivities. And it seems that the feeling is mutual. However, the greatest plans do so often go astray...

Tagging:  @abradystrix @lytefoot @hillnerd @fivenamereveals @femaledoubleagent  @nagemeikenu @acnelli @aimless-twig @thehufflepuffpixie @adenei @kember-writes @rosalindthe2nd @shybrunettepainter

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‘Hello, you two, I-OH MY LORD!’

Hermione Granger stood, staring in shock at the sight before her. Lavender and Parvati were sat on Lavender’s bed, their arms around each other. Their lips were enflamed, and Lavender’s cheeks were flushed with colour.

As the children of the lord and lady were in Plymouth for a few days, Hermione had spent most of the day doing errands around the house, most of which involved sorting through her ladyships library (or, as Hermione privately thought, a very sad and very small collection of textbooks). She had just finished her final task, and had come back to the room she shared with Lavender and Parvati, intending to rest her feet for a while and read a little of her book.

‘You really ought to knock,’ Parvati said, looking rather irritated. ‘What if we’d been up to something more private?’

‘B-b-b-but…’ Hermione stammered, feeling her face burn as she closed the door quickly behind her. She hurried across the room. ‘Were… were you two kissing each other? As… as lovers do?’

‘Y-es,’ said Lavender, with the air of someone explaining to a temperamental toddler that two-plus-two-equals-four. ‘Parvati and I are lovers, Miss Granger. I would have thought you would have surmised that much, given that you share a room with us?’

‘L-lovers?’ squeaked Hermione, sitting down on her own bed. ‘I… I thought you were simply very close friends!’

‘We literally share a bed most nights,’ Lavender said, chuckling at Hermione’s confusion. ‘Although, to be fair, we were close friends before we became lovers. Pretty sure most close friends don’t get up to what we get up to behind closed doors-’

‘Lav!’ Parvati said, sounding flustered.

‘Oh, she’s from London; surely she knows about women falling in love with other women.’

‘I… I have heard rumours,’ Hermione said. ‘But… well, it’s not really a subject of polite conversation.’

‘Really?’ Lavender said, sounding surprised. ‘How strange. This has been common knowledge round here for a long time. Both for between women, and between women, not to mention people who prefer both. It’s perfectly normal; Ron’s best friend ended up snogging Neville Longbottom at the last village fete.’

‘Oooh, that’s happening soon!’ Parvati said, grabbing Lavender’s hand. ‘Let’s go! We’ll be allowed the evening off!’

Hermione stared at them. A fete? There were festivities in London like that, but Hermione had always found them too noisy and dangerous. She had heard many tales of people having this money stolen.

But… this was Devon. And Ottery St Catchpole was a smaller place.

‘You… you are allowed the evening off for the fete?’ she asked.

‘Of course,’ Lavender said. ‘His lord and ladyship understand the local custom, even if they’d rather we be sweeping the floors as usual.’

‘I wonder if Ron Weasley is going,’ Parvati said, casting a knowing look at Hermione. ‘He usually does. Never goes with anyone, though.’

Hermione felt her heartrate begin to increase at the implication. Going to a fete, with Ron Weasley? That would be wonderful, indeed, but surely he would have better offers for companionship than with the bookish governess-

‘Oy,’ said Lavender, pointing at Hermione. ‘I recognise that look. You are doubting whether Ron would like to go with you.’

‘Really?’ Parvati said. ‘I always got the impression that he rather liked her company…’

Hermione’s face flushed. That… that surely couldn’t be true, could it?

                                                            *

 The evening meal swiftly arrived, and Hermione found herself trying to ignore the hubbub of conversation around her during the washing up. Most of the discussion was regarding the village fete.

Not that Hermione was listening, of course. Especially not when Ron Weasley waved off attempts by one of the cooks to set him up with their daughter.

As the staff slowly filtered away, Hermione took what was becoming her normal seat by the fire, and rested awhile.

Ron sat down next to her, yawning.

‘Long day?’ she asked.

‘Very,’ Ron said. ‘I’ve spent half the day helping everyone out with their clothes for the fete.’

‘You… you sew?’

‘Mum’s doing,’ he said, grinning. ‘She said she was sick of my brothers ripping their clothes all the time and she being the only one who knew how to fix them. Ginny refused to learn, so I ended up picking it up.’

‘I… I see.’

Over Ron’s shoulder, Hermione could see Parvati and Lavender. They both mouthed “ask him”, and closed the kitchen door behind them.

Hermione took a deep breath, to steady her nerves.

‘I… I did hear that the village fete was happening soon.’

‘Oh, yes,’ Ron said, cheerfully. ‘Always a good time. Local traders go around with their wares, and usually a dance gets going. Probably not very impressive compared to what they do in London, but…’

‘No!’ Hermione exclaimed. ‘I… I would rather like to go.’

There was a slight pause.

‘W-well,’ Ron said, his ears turning slightly pink. ‘Maybe Lavender and Parvati could accompany you. I am not accompanying anyone, but I am sure you would not want to be seen going with the odd-job man-’

‘I… I never said that,’ Hermione said. ‘I am sure… well, I am sure I would have a wonderful time. If… if you were to accompany me.’

Ron’s mouth broke into a large smile.

‘Really? You… you would like me to accompany you?’

Hermione nodded, feeling her cheeks flush.

‘That’s wonderful!’ Ron exclaimed. ‘I… I consider it an honour, Hermione.’

‘As do I, Ron,’ she replied. ‘As do I.’

She stood up, gave a quick curtsey, and hurried over to the door. As she opened it, she looked back over her shoulder.

Ron was smiling at her, his cheeks dimpling again. His blue eyes seemed to sparkle in the firelight.

Hermione gave a small wave.

‘Goodnight, Ron.’

‘Goodnight, Hermione.’

Hermione smiled happily, and left the kitchen.

She was halfway along the corridor, but she could have sworn that she heard a loud cheer echo from the kitchen she had just left. Her cheeks flushed happily at the voice she knew to be Ron’s.

                                                           *

 ‘My family are having a get-together this afternoon. Would you like to come?’

Hermione stared at Ron. It was shortly after breakfast the next day.

After returning to her shared room, Hermione had spent the next hour having Lavender and Parvati first squeal over the news that Ron was accompanying her, and then fuss over what she ought to wear to the fete. All the while trying to ignore the happy nerves that had erupted in her stomach at the thought that she would be spending special time with Ron. It was… the beginning of a courtship, wasn’t it? She wasn’t sure, but she hoped so.

Whatever it was, she found herself unable to stop smiling. Especially when she caught eyes with Ron at breakfast and saw his eyes sparkle again.

‘Your… y-yes, I’d love to!’ she exclaimed, happily. ‘Is… is it really appropriate for me to be there?’

‘Brilliant,’ Ron replied, grinning widely. ‘Of course; everyone around here knows the Weasleys. And my mum’s been wanting to see you for a while.’

‘Have… have you mentioned me to your mother?’

Ron’s ears turned red.

‘N-nothing bad,’ he stammered, looking embarrassed. ‘Just… well, you’re the new governess and all.’

Hermione smiled.

‘Where is your family home, anyway?’ she asked.

‘Er… it’s a little out of the village,’ Ron said. ‘You may have heard the other staff members mention it… “The Burrow”?’

‘Oh, yes!’ Hermione said. ‘I think Lavender and Parvati mentioned it; lovely old cottage, with chickens outside?’

‘That’s it,’ Ron replied. ‘My childhood home. I’ll… I’ll meet you outside the staff entrance at… say, two o’clock?’

Hermione nodded, happily. Ron smiled in return, and left the room.

The very next moment, Hermione was immediately frogmarched by Lavender and Parvati back to their shared room. Hermione found herself sat down on one of the beds, while Parvati rummaged through the small wardrobe.

‘We need to get you fixed up for the Burrow,’ Lavender said, her eyes sparkling with creative delight. ‘Parvati, you sort her clothes, and I will help Miss Granger with her hair and face.’

‘W-what’s wrong with my hair and face?’ Hermione said, raising her hands to her cheeks.

‘Nothing,’ Lavender said, emphatically. ‘You’re beautiful, and we want to keep it that way.’

Hermione smiled, as Lavender and Parvati began to fuss around her. She really appreciated all they were doing for her.

                                                           *

 ‘Hello, Hermione, I… wow.’

Ron stared at Hermione as she left the servants entrance to meet him outside. Lavender had carefully styled Hermione’s bushy hair, so that it felt both elegant and relaxed, while Parvati had styled one of Hermione’s summer dresses, capturing a calm peaceful aesthetic that Hermione had never been able to convey before.

‘What? Do… do I look unusual?’

‘N-no!’ Ron exclaimed, his blue eyes sparkling. ‘Certainly not. You look… well, beautiful.’

Hermione felt her cheeks flush.

‘T-thank you, Ron. You… you look very handsome.’

The two of them walked around the house and down the main drive, heading for the country lane beyond. Despite the sun, Hermione didn’t feel too warm, even though she was walking faster than normal due to Ron’s larger stride.

‘So…’ she began, as they walked along the lane, but turning off onto a different path before reaching the village. ‘How many of your siblings are coming to this get-together?’

‘Most of us who can,’ Ron replied, smiling. ‘Ginny will be there, because she still lives at home. And Charlie, of course. I think the twins said they would be there, but Percy is working in Plymouth still and cannot travel home very often. Not sure about Bill, either; he and Fleur have got their children to think about.’

The path was stretching before them around the other side of the valley.

‘That is a shame,’ Hermione said. ‘I was looking forward to seeing you with your nieces and nephews.’

Ron’s ears turned pink.

‘I am really nothing special,’ he said, blushing.

‘Nonsense,’ Hermione said. ‘I imagine that you are the favourite uncle to all.’

‘You’re too sweet, Hermione.’

‘As… as are you, Ron,’ she replied. ‘But you need to learn not to be so harsh on yourself.’

Ron smiled.

‘If you teach me, then maybe.’

Hermione grinned, as they turned the corner.

The Burrow was stood before them. It was as Hermione had expected; a sweet-looking, older cottage, with chickens clucking around the yard. The sun was still high in the summer sky, and the water of the Tamer river glistened in the distance.

‘It… oh, it is magical…’

‘Thank you,’ Ron said. ‘Tell that to my mum; she’ll love you.’

Speaking of whom, Mrs Weasley had appeared in the doorway. She was a short, very motherly sort of woman, with a kind face.

‘Hello, dear,’ Mrs Weasley said, pressing a kiss to Ron’s cheek. ‘Oh, could you help your father with getting the table sorted around the back?’

‘Course,’ Ron said, cheerfully. ‘Oh, mum; this is Miss Hermione Granger. The new governess I was telling you about.’

‘Welcome to The Burrow, Miss Granger,’ she said, smiling.

‘Thank you, Mrs Weasley,’ Hermione replied, dropping a quick curtsy. Ron smiled at them both, before disappearing around the side of the house. ‘It is a pleasure.’

‘Ooh, you are as lovely as Ron said!’

Hermione felt her face burn.

‘He… he has mentioned me?’

‘Of course,’ Mrs Weasley said, smiling. ‘He’s always talking about how intelligent and witty you are. I must say, he’s very taken with you.’

‘R-really?’

‘Absolutely. Now, please, you must join us all around the back.’

Hermione felt her heart beat faster, as she followed the Weasley matriarch around the cottage and into the huge field behind, where a table had been set on the grass. It was already half-covered with various foods. Several different redheads were milling around.

‘This is Ginny,’ Mrs Weasley said, leading Hermione over to where a young redheaded woman was stood. Like all the Weasleys, she had freckles covering every inch of skin. ‘Have you met before?’

‘Er, I think we met briefly during my first couple of days,’ Hermione said, dropping a curtsy to Ginny. ‘A pleasure to meet you.’

‘And to meet you, Miss Granger,’ Ginny said, dropping a curtsy in turn. ‘Ron’s told us a lot about you.’

‘So I’ve been told. Oh, did Ron pass on to you that Miss Lovegood sends her regards?’

Ginny’s freckled face flushed.

‘Er… y-yes,’ she mumbled. ‘Luna is… well, very dear to me.’

Oh… Hermione thought… that’s what Ron meant…

She decided not to enquire further, but instead smiled again.

‘I’m sure Miss Lovegood holds you dear to her as well.’

Ginny smiled.

‘Yes, I believe she does.’

‘Miss Granger, we presume?’

Two identical redheaded men were stood nearby, their mouths fixed into knowing smirks.

‘You would presume correct,’ Hermione said, primly. ‘I presume you are Fred and George?’

‘The very same!’ said one of them. ‘Has Ron mentioned us, then?’

‘Yes,’ Hermione replied. ‘I believe he said that your mother once -and I quote- “caught my twin idiot brothers getting up to no good with two young ladies in a hedge-”’

‘RON!’

Ron snickered at the embarrassed expressions from his twin brothers.

‘Now, boys,’ Mr Weasley said, trying not to laugh. ‘Fred, you help Charlie with bringing the fruit out and, George, you cut the bread.’

The twins cast angry looks at Ron, before going off to their assigned tasks.

‘Sorry about them,’ Mr Weasley said, apologetically, to Hermione. ‘Ron doesn’t normally bring women home, so they don’t often get the opportunity to try and embarrass him.’

‘Er… I see,’ Hermione said, trying to ignore the fact that Ron’s ears were turning their tell-tale shade of pink.

The awkward silence that followed was mercifully stopped short.

‘Food is served, everyone; sit down!’

Mrs Weasley was walking out of the Burrow, carrying a large plate.

There was a great scraping of chairs upon the ground, as everyone sat down. Mr Weasley placed the plate down, and a huge cheer went up from the assembled redheads.

‘Now, all that remains is that we start-’

‘WAIT!’

Everyone turned.

Harry Potter, Ron’s best friend, was charging up the garden path, running at full speed towards the table.

‘Harry?’ Ron said, climbing to his feet as the dark-haired man stopped before them and stood, panting for breath. ‘What’s happened? Is something wrong?’

‘The… the ladyship’s brother has caused a massive scandal in Plymouth!’

‘Oh, we already knew that-’

‘No, more than we thought!’ Harry gasped, wiping his hair off his forehead to reveal the large birthmark -or so Ron had told her- in the shape of a lightning bolt. ‘He’s… he’s pulled the children and their aunt into this!’

‘The children?’ Hermione said, hurrying forward. ‘The last I heard, their aunt had taken them for a prolonged stay in the city; what’s happened?’

‘That aristo who was after the money has turned up in Plymouth,’ Harry continued. ‘The children are being kept as collateral until her ladyship’s brother can repay his debts!’

Ron groaned.

‘Wait, why are you telling us this? What’s it got to do with us?’

‘Her ladyship is demanding that Miss Granger go to Plymouth to rescue the children.’

‘What?’

‘Do they not have bailiffs for this kind of thing?’

‘No; her ladyship and his lordship want this to be kept as private as possible.’

‘So… they’re sending Miss Granger to clean up their own mess?’

Hermione swallowed.

‘I have to,’ she said, quietly. ‘It’s my duty to look after the children. They didn’t ask for any of this.’

‘Oh, dear,’ Mrs Weasley said. ‘And it was looking to be such a nice get-together as well…’

‘My apologies, Mrs Weasley,’ Hermione said, turning to the redheaded woman. ‘I’m very touched by how kind you all have been to me today, allowing me to join your family gathering. I am deeply grateful.’

‘Oh, it was a pleasure, Miss Granger,’ Mrs Weasley said. ‘But are you sure you have to go? No one would blame you if you stayed a few more hours.’

Hermione shook her head, sadly.

She gave a quick curtesy to them all, and bade her goodbyes. She walked around the house, and headed up along the lane. She needed to pack her bags, and then head by coach to Plymouth-

‘Hermione, wait!’

She turned, and her mouth fell open at the sight that met her.

Ron was riding a horse up the lane towards her. The sleeves of his work shirt were rolled up to the elbow, and his brow was set in concentration. The horse seemed familiar… of course, it was the horse Ron had stopped from trampling her when she had first arrived at Ottery Manor!

‘Ron?’ she gasped, shocked, as he eased the horse gently to a stop. ‘What-?’

‘It is a long way; riding will take less time than walking.’

‘Riding-?’ Hermione exclaimed. ‘I… I can walk to the village on my own; I do not need to hurry that much.’

‘No; I mean I am coming with you to Plymouth,’ Ron said as he climbed down from the horse, before looking uncertain. ‘I mean… unless you would prefer to travel alone. I should not have presumed.’

Hermione felt her heart well. What a good and kind man.

‘I… Ron, that’s so thoughtful, but I… I really should not be forcing you into this.’

‘You are not forcing me,’ Ron said, shaking his head. ‘I would be happy to.’

‘But…’ Hermione said, as Ron helped her climb up to sit on the horses back. Her dress mercifully didn’t prevent her from sitting face-forward. ‘Do you not hate the aristocracy?’

‘I… well, I am not doing this for the aristo’s.’

Ron’s eyes were earnest as he stared up at her.

‘O-oh,’ she stammered, feeling somewhat faint all of a sudden. ‘W-well, I greatly appreciate you accompanying me, even if it is not to the village fete as we originally hoped.’

Ron smiled, as he climbed up to sit behind Hermione. His arms slotted around her side to hold the reins. She could feel his soft breath on the back of her neck, sending shivers down her spine.

‘Well,’ Ron said, quietly, so that only Hermione could hear him. His voice was comforting and life-affirming, like a warm hug. ‘I will be your companion from this point onwards, Hermione.’

Hermione smiled. Maybe this task wouldn’t be as difficult as she had initially feared.

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Gentry and Gentlemen, Chapter Two

Summary:  Hermione is slowly settling into life at Ottery Manor, as well as the presence of a certain red-headed blacksmith and odd-job man. However, an encounter with an unpleasant member of the aristocracy may just bring Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger even closer together.

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My apologies for the week's delay in this chapter going out; I've been really busy with IRL stuff, and lost several days of potential writing as a result. But I hope you like the chapter despite the wait.

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Hermione Granger sighed, and leaned back into her chair. She was alone in a small room nearby the servants kitchen.

It had been a long day. She had been working with the children for well over five hours, before finally handing them over to their aunt at two o’clock. After sitting down for a while, she was beginning to feel rejuvenated.

A week had gone by since she had arrived at Ottery Manor, and she was slowly settling into her new life in rural Devon. Despite how different it was to her upbringing in Regency London, she found that -in many ways- it was a marked improvement.

For one thing, the pace of life was far slower than it was in the capital. The days were long, but nothing was hurried, beyond the urgency of the children she was caring for. The countryside around them was incredibly beautiful and, although it was less fancy, the food was far more homely than she had ever had in London aside from the cooking of her own mother.

There was also the people. In London, she had found it difficult to interact with others. She had always been something of an outsider, even in a city as apparently metropolitan as the old smoke. Too much of a bookworm, too awkward, too fussy. Not to mention that many people still saw her as a “foreigner”.

Whereas at Ottery, at least with the other staff members, her status as a Londoner was seen as exciting and thrilling, her awkwardness met with redoubled enthusiasm to overcome her “London ways”, and her skin the object of wistful envy.

If anything, it was her status as a governess that divided her somewhat from the other young staff members, as she was often “upstairs” with the children of the gentry, as opposed to the “downstairs” roles inhabited by the scullery maids that she shared her dormitory with.

Not that this seemed to concern those scullery maids that much. Parvati and Lavender were friendly, kind, and immediately encouraging of Hermione, for which she was immensely grateful. The two of them were clearly very close, as they were inseparable and would often rest their head on the others shoulder while they were sat in the quiet hours of the evening. Lavender would often kiss Parvati on the cheek, and vice versa. Hermione had even heard each of them climbing into the others bed on occasion, if one of them had a bad dream. Very close, indeed.

She hadn’t really spoken much to the other members of staff, although the cook was a motherly sort of woman who had insisted on giving Hermione larger portions of food for the first few days. Hermione had been expecting to speak to the other Weasley siblings but, so far, the opportunity hadn’t presented itself. Although she hoped it would. She was looking forward to getting to know Ron’s siblings.

There was also Ron himself.

Hermione felt herself blush.

The blacksmith and odd-job man was-

‘Hello, Hermione.’

The bushy-haired women did a double-take. Ron Weasley was stood a few feet away, holding a stack of letters.

‘R-Ron, hello!’ She stammered, stumbling to her feet. ‘How… how are you?’

‘Can’t complain,’ he replied, looking a little confused as to the squeak in her voice. ‘I was going to head into the village to deliver these letters; I was wondering if you’d like to accompany me?’

‘Oh, I’d… I’d be delighted!’

The redhead grinned, his cheeks showing their signature dimples that Hermione had quickly come to find eye-catching.

‘Lovely,’ he said. ‘I’m not dragging you away from anything, am I?’

‘No,’ Hermione replied, as they exited the servants entrance. ‘The children have been taken by their aunt in Plymouth this afternoon.’

‘Big city, is Plymouth.’

‘Really? Back in London, it’s considered a small provincial city.’

Ron chuckled. The two of them had walked round the side of the house, and had begun walking down the long drive towards the road.

‘I forget just how big London is compared to everywhere else,’ Ron said. ‘I suppose the country is pretty sparsely populated.’

Hermione scolded herself.

‘Er… my apologies, I’m afraid I was being ever so rude-’

‘Don’t think anything of it, Hermione,’ Ron said, smiling down at her. ‘I imagine that, compared to London, Plymouth does seem rather small.’

‘Not to me,’ Hermione said. ‘Ottery is just the right size.’

She couldn’t help but notice Ron’s smile growing after she had said this.

As they approached the road, two figures appeared ahead of them. It was Parvati and Lavender, who were holding hands.

‘Hello,’ Ron said, cheerfully. ‘Have you two had a nice afternoon off?’

‘Hello,’ Lavender said. ‘Yes; we managed to get some nice patterns for Parvati’s shawl. She does look rather lovely in burgundy, wouldn’t you agree?’

‘Oh, stop it,’ Parvati said, pressing a quick kiss to Lavender’s cheek. ‘You do go on, Lavender.’

Lavender giggled.

‘Are you two heading into the village?’ Parvati asked, pointing at the stack of letters Ron was carrying.

‘Yes,’ Hermione replied. ‘Mr Weasley thought I might like the fresh air.’

‘Oooh, you wouldn’t believe the stories we’ve heard,’ Lavender said, excitedly. ‘Apparently, the brother of her ladyship is caught up in some sort of scandal!’

‘Yes,’ Parvati said, nodding.  ‘According to what we heard in the village, there is an heiress involved, as well as another lord who’s awaiting a debt to be re-paid.’

‘Typical gentry,’ Ron chuckled. ‘Honestly, if I had that much time to waste, I’d learn a new language or do up the forge, not mess around with courtly ladies.’

‘That’s because you are more of a gentleman than the “gentlemen” are,’ Lavender said. ‘Wouldn’t you agree, Miss Granger?’

‘Er, y-yes,’ Hermione said, feeling her face burn. ‘Anyway, we really ought to be going, Mr Weasley; the post office is due to close in an hour.’

‘Have fun!’

Ron continued on down towards the road. As Parvati and Lavender passed Hermione, they grinned knowingly at her, before patting her encouragingly on the arm.

Hermione smiled nervously to herself, and hurried off to catch up to Ron.

 *

 The village of Ottery St Catchpole was, as ever, relaxed and filled with the sounds of country life; chickens squawking, pigs snorting, and dogs barking, with the occasional shout of laughter from one of the local children.

‘Have you been in the post office yet?’ Ron asked, as they walked down the main street. ‘I imagine your parents are looking forward to hearing how you are adapting to your new role as governess.’

‘You are correct,’ Hermione said, smiling up at him. ‘I sent them a letter the first time I had some time away from the children. I haven’t had a reply yet, though.’

‘Well, London is a long way away, even for the post,’ Ron replied, amicably. ‘I’m sure their reply is on its way.’

The two of them entered the post office. It was a small, cosy sort of building, with a durable and well-polished front desk.

‘Hello, Ron,’ said the person behind the desk, a short, jolly sort of man of roughly the same age. He was blonde, with a kind-looking face. ‘Post for the twins, eh?’

‘Hello, Neville,’ replied Ron, placing his stack of letters on the desk. ‘Yes; mum’s trying to have them round for the summer fete.’

‘I’m sure they’ll love that,’ the man called Neville said, as he began to sort through the letters. ‘And… oh, Miss Granger, do you have any letters to send?’

Hermione stared at the man.

‘How do you know my name?’

‘You’re the local celebrity,’ Neville said, cheerfully. ‘The governess from the big city, and all that. You were right, Ron; she is very sensible-looking.’

Ron’s ears turned pink.  

‘Er, thank you,’ Hermione said. ‘I’m not really that sensible-looking, am I?’

‘Actually, Ron’s choice of words were “smart, capable and beautiful”, but I wanted to spare your blushes-’

‘Neville!’ Ron exclaimed, his face flushing under his freckles. ‘Miss Granger doesn’t want to hear about that!’

‘N-no, it’s fine,’ Hermione said, feeling her own face flush. ‘T-thank you, Ron. That’s… that’s very kind of you to describe me as such.’

Ron shrugged.

Neville smiled knowingly at them both, as he processed the stack of letters. As he placed the last of them into its correct sorting tray, he pulled another letter out of the apron he wore over his uniform, and held it out to Ron.

‘Oh, by the way; can you drop off this letter to Tom in the pub?’

Ron let out a sigh.

‘Oh, all right, Neville,’ he said, sighing as he took the letter. ‘But you owe me one.’

‘Sure,’ Neville said, cheerfully. ‘And tell Ginny that Luna sends her regards.’

‘Will do.’

After both of them bade their goodbyes to Neville, Ron and Hermione left the post office, and began to walk up the street, towards the pub that was across the road from the coach stop. A small sign hung on the wall outside the front door, bearing the legend “The Leaky Cauldron”.

‘Er, who’s Luna?’

‘Oh, the woman Neville mentioned?’ he replied. ‘Neville’s next-door neighbour. She’s… well, very close with my sister Ginny.’

‘Oh, so they are like Lavender and Parvati, then?’

‘Er….’ Ron said, looking at a loss for words. ‘Yes… maybe. It’s taking Ginny long enough to realise, but she’ll get there one day.’

Hermione didn’t quite understand this response. Were Parvati and Lavender not as close as she thought? Given the continual displays of affection between the two women,  she couldn’t imagine that to be the case. However, she didn’t want to seem stupid, so she didn’t query it further.  

Ron pushed open the door, and the two of them entered the pub. It was a homely sort of place; like many country pubs, it acted more as a public meeting place as opposed to simply a building in which to ingest alcohol (although Hermione could certainly smell many pints of cider being drunk).

Several people called out to Ron, and he bade his hello’s to each of them. The Weasleys were clearly an upstanding local family, as everyone seemed to know them. There was a crowd by the bar, behind which was an old, cheerful-looking man. He was clearly the Tom that Neville had mentioned.  

‘Sorry; I’ll be back in just a moment,’ he said, apologetically to Hermione.

Hermione nodded, and Ron headed over to the bar.

She ducked out of the way slightly, so that she wasn’t in anyone’s way, and began to gaze at the walls of the pub.

Many country pubs prided themselves on having an extensive collection of assorted knick-knacks attached to the walls, and “The Leaky Cauldron” was no exception. There were various pairs of antlers, several wood-carvings and even one very scrappy-looking oil painting that had clearly seen better days.

Hermione smiled to herself, as she stared round. Ottery St Catchpole was a friendly, welcoming place, and its local pub clearly reflected that-

‘Ouch!’

A man had elbowed Hermione out of the way. Rubbing her arm, Hermione stared at him.

He was short, with a crop of blonde hair and a cold-looking face. Almost like a very pale ferret. His well-tailored clothes marked him out immediately as a member of the gentry, and this was doubly confirmed by the way he looked down his nose at Hermione, despite being several inches shorter than her. He was clearly someone who had been travelling in one of the stage coaches from London.

‘Excuse me, sir,’ Hermione said. ‘I believe I was stood here.’

‘Did I ask your opinion? I’m stood here now; kindly move along. I’m busy.’

Hermione stared at him. She had come across people like this in London on occasion, but it was a shock to see one so rude, especially in an otherwise very cheerful and friendly pub. The people around the tables nearby began to look over, their eyes wary as if expecting to step in at any moment.

‘Sir, I do believe that I wasn’t in any queue as such. An apology from yourself would be expected for pushing me aside.’

The man turned to glare at Hermione, his voice rising.

‘I will do no such thing. I don’t apologise to the dirt for stepping on it, so why should I give yourself the same courtesy?’ he sneered. ‘Devon may be far from London, but I would expect that some assurances remain consistent through Britain. The Britain that my ancestors ruled and that myself and my peers rule now. So, kindly push off, you little harlot.’

Hermione’s mouth fell open.

‘Harlot?’ she exclaimed. ‘Sir, I am a governess of the local manor. How dare you?’

The man grabbed Hermione’s arm. His grip was shockingly tight, despite how thin he was.

‘Shut up, before I make you do so, you little foreign-’

POW!

Ron’s fist connected with the man’s cheek, sending the aristocrat backwards into the wall.

‘Don’t you dare speak to Miss Granger like that,’ Ron said, very quietly.

The aristocrat, his face now colouring around the red mark on his cheek, stumbled to his feet. His face was the very picture of outraged confusion. As if the man couldn’t understand what was happening.

‘You… you foul unwashed nothing!’ he snarled, staggering. ‘What right have you to lay a hand on your social better-’

‘Better? Don’t make me laugh,’ Ron said. Hermione noticed that the other villagers around them were staring at the aristocrat with the same sense of cautious anger that was evident in Ron’s eyes. ‘I’d have thought a man from such an upbringing would have been taught some basic manners.’

The room was now full of shouts, all echoing agreement with Ron’s words.

‘Exactly!’

‘Disgraceful behaviour towards a lady!’

‘How dare you, sir?!’

The aristocrat’s eyes darted between the assembled villagers around him, seeming to notice for the first time that he was not amongst allies.

‘You’ll regret this!’ he spat, pointing a finger at Ron. ‘I’ll have you out on a charge of striking a member of the great and noble house-’

‘You don’t seem that great and noble to me,’ Ron said, in the same quiet tone. ‘Threatening a governess? Causing a scene? What nobility is there in that?’

The aristocrat gave one furious look at Ron, before turning on his heel and striding away out the door, in the direction of the coach stop.

Feeling her heart pound with the shock of what had just happened, Hermione stumbled backwards, and sat down roughly in a chair.

‘Hermione, are you okay?’

Ron’s eyes were filled with concern as he kneeled down in front of her. Several others were stood nearby, their eyes all filled with the same concern.

‘I… I suppose. It’s not much different to what I normally have had to deal with.’

‘Really?’ gasped a woman nearby, sounding horrified. ‘That’s horrible! You’d think London would be more cosmopolitan.’

Hermione smiled, despite herself. It seemed that, to so many, London was seen as the melting pot where everyone could co-exist in peace.

‘Okay, everyone,’ Ron said, standing up and speaking to the assembled crowd. ‘Let’s not crowd Miss Granger; let her sit in peace.’

The crowd gradually begin to shift away back to what they were all doing beforehand, although many of them gave Hermione sympathetic looks as they moved away. She was very touched that so many people wanted to make sure she was feeling better.

Ron sat down in the seat next to her.

‘You… you really shouldn’t have punched him.’

Ron shrugged.

‘He deserved it.’

‘Yes, but physical violence isn’t the answer. Besides; you don’t know those to whom he’s connected. He could have his lordship sack you!’

‘Pffft!’ Ron chuckled. ‘I’d like to see him try; the Weasleys have worked at Ottery for centuries.’

‘But the gentry-’

‘Listen, Hermione; that toff was in the wrong. If he tries to imply I was behaving out of turn, he’ll have to deal with half the village declaring the fact of the matter. He was being a bigot, and everyone knows it.’

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 Hermione sat, eating her steak and kidney pie, and thinking to herself. The afternoon had passed quickly, and it was now beginning to get dark. The cosy fire in the servants kitchen gave off a warm, comforting presence.

The other staff members slowly began to move away from the table, as they all finished their meal and set off for either the tavern, their dormitories or for home. Hermione was just finished washing her plate, cup and cutlery when-

‘Long day, eh?’

Hermione turned. Ron was sat in front of the fire, his blue eyes flickering majestically in the light of the flames.

‘I… yes, it has been, indeed.’

‘Come on; the fire’s warm.’

Smiling to herself, Hermione eased herself out of her seat, and joined the redhead in front of the flickering fire.

‘I… I never thanked you for doing that.’

‘What? Punching that toff? I thought you said-’

‘That I don’t like physical violence? Yes, that is true. But… I appreciate the sentiment. People don’t always stick up for me like that.’

‘Well, they should,’ Ron said. ‘Its’… it’s not right, people treating you like you don’t belong. Because you do belong, Hermione. In Ottery, or anywhere else you want to go. You’re an intelligent, brave person and I honestly don’t understand why so many don’t see that.’

Hermione felt her heart well.

‘I… thank you, Ron. That… that means so much to me.’

The redhead smiled, hesitantly.

‘Have… have people been unpleasant like that to you a lot?’

Hermione nodded.

‘Most of my life, yes. I remember, my parents sat me down at an early age and explained to me that a lot of people -especially those from money- would treat me badly just because of my heritage. The other staff here are perfectly pleasant and kind to me, although I have noticed that many of the gentry do not take the same approach.’

Ron sighed.

‘It shouldn’t be like that,’ he said, quietly. ‘People shouldn’t be like that to you. I… I know that’s a little naïve, coming from me, but…’

‘I appreciate the sentiment, Ron,’ she replied. ‘I wish it wasn’t like that, either.’

‘Yes, but you have to live with it every day!’ Ron cried. ‘If I scrubbed up nicely and minded my manners, I could be ignored by the gentry. But you…’

‘I can’t just change my mannerisms and “pass” unnoticed,’ Hermione finished.

‘Good grief, I feel like a right prat complaining about the aristo’s when you have it far worse,’ Ron mumbled. ‘I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have-’

‘You weren’t to know, Ron,’ Hermione said.

‘You don’t need to console me,’ Ron said. ‘I’m not the one dealing with all this.’

Hermione reached out, and placed a hand on Ron’s knee. The redhead’s eyes darted to her own.

‘Thank you, Ron.’

He smiled.

‘You know, I might just make a habit out of punching toffs if it means I can make you smile.’

‘Oh, you mustn’t!’

Ron grinned at her, leaning back against the wall. His muscles strained slightly against his shirt.

‘You say that, but you’re laughing worse than ever.’

‘Stop it!’ Hermione exclaimed, chuckling. ‘You’ll get into so much trouble; it’s a miracle they didn’t send the bailiffs after you.’

‘Trouble is my middle name,’ replied the redhead. ‘Well, actually it’s “Bilius” but he just used to get into lots of trouble, so it still fits.’

‘A wonderful kind of trouble, though,’ Hermione laughed.

‘I try,’ he said, giving a quick wink that send a delicious shiver down Hermione’s spine.

‘And you succeed. I… I rather like your company, Ron.’

‘And I rather like yours, Hermione,’ the redhead replied, his cheeks dimpling. ‘As long as my rustic charm isn’t a little… backward for you?’

‘N-not at all,’ Hermione said. ‘You’re… you’re very charming.’

Ron smiled, his ears going slightly pink in the glow of the fire.

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I feel like Ron/Harry is such a rare and weird pairing in this fandom and I dont see why! Obviously it's not canon but they have literally the strongest fictional friendship I've ever seen, Harry adores Ron and ACHES when they're fighting (which idk why people act like their fights mean Ron is so shitty, people fight sometimes and still love each other). I like other pairings too but Ron/Harry would be so healthy & loving. Any recommendations for fics or blogs to follow for Ronarry content??

Ronarry isn’t popular because the films left such a lasting impression on the fandom that many couldn’t understand why Harry would fall for Ron. There’s also the fact that Romione is such a popular canon pairing, and most people can’t bare seeing them broken up. There’s also the fact that Dr*rry became very popular during the time the later films were being made. Hence why the Potter fanbase is basically the only fandom where the most popular MLM pairing isn’t the protagonist with his closest male friend. 

As for fanfic recs, I’d recommend the following; 

‘Wildflowers and soft laughter’ by Cookies and Ink. Ron decides to finally confront the stranger who’d been stealing wildflowers from their front garden every weekend. He also manages to repeatedly embarrass himself in the process. Rated T.

‘Wedding Favours’ by Cookies and Ink. Harry had agreed to be Ginny’s fake boyfriend for a wedding, to keep her Mum off her back. He hadn’t expected to find someone he’d fall head over heels for there. Rated T.

Basically, check out everything by Cookies and Ink. They write so much Rarry/Harron fanfiction (often AU stuff, as well as halfway-canon stuff).

‘Engaged’ by I’mdeadsothere. All around Harry everyone is getting engaged, leaving Harry to wonder if he’ll ever have the same honor. Especially when the one person he truly loves, well, it’s complicated. Rated T. Contains strong language.

‘Beds’ by I’mdeadsothere. Now that the war is over Harry treats himself by buying a nice big fluffy bed. Only it’s too nice, too fluffy, and WAY too big. Ron has the perfect solution, but it’ll change a lot more than just how Harry feels about his bed. Rated T. Contains strong language. (This one also has Hermione ‘biggest Rarry shipper on the planet’ Granger involved, so that’s a plus).

(WARNING- FLAGRANT SELF-PROMOTION) There’s also my own ‘Having trouble sleeping?’, which is about Ron being the crush of both Hermione and Harry. It doesn’t have Ron choosing one person over the other, but focuses more on why Ron is so loveable. Rated T.

‘Harry Potter And The World That Went Bloody Insane’ “I know something you don’t know” is, apparently, the essence of Harry Potter’s love life. Harry’s certain that the world has been reading one too many romance novels, but then, Harry’s always been a bit oblivious.

‘You and Me’ by @fivenamereveals. Harry’s fourth year gets incredibly complicated when he realises he’s crushing on his redheaded best friend. A incredibly cute story that has Pavender in the background (plus loads of cute Ronarry moments). 

I also have a ‘fanfic recs’ tag on my blog, so check that out as well for anything I might have missed.

As for blogs, I’d recommend the ever-awesome @booigi-boi, @peetamaellark @lytefoot @manny-bgm @overmelted @turner-0901 @king-r-weasley @amysthefardareismai@vivithefolle. Apologies if I’ve missed anyone. 

Hope that helps! Thanks for the ask!

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Please recommend some Ronarry fanfics?

Of course! Hope you like these! 

‘Wildflowers and soft laughter’ by Cookies and Ink. Ron decides to finally confront the stranger who’d been stealing wildflowers from their front garden every weekend. He also manages to repeatedly embarrass himself in the process. Rated T.

‘Wedding Favours’ by Cookies and Ink. Harry had agreed to be Ginny’s fake boyfriend for a wedding, to keep her Mum off her back. He hadn’t expected to find someone he’d fall head over heels for there. Rated T.

Basically, check out everything by Cookies and Ink. They write so much Rarry/Harron fanfiction (often AU stuff, as well as halfway-canon stuff).

‘Engaged’ by I’mdeadsothere. All around Harry everyone is getting engaged, leaving Harry to wonder if he’ll ever have the same honour. Especially when the one person he truly loves, well, it’s complicated. Rated T. Contains strong language.

‘Beds’ by I’mdeadsothere. Now that the war is over Harry treats himself by buying a nice big fluffy bed. Only it’s too nice, too fluffy, and WAY too big. Ron has the perfect solution, but it’ll change a lot more than just how Harry feels about his bed. Rated T. Contains strong language. (This one also has Hermione ‘biggest Rarry shipper on the planet’ Granger involved, so that’s a plus).

(WARNING- FLAGRANT SELF-PROMOTION) There’s also my own ‘Having trouble sleeping?’, which is about Ron being the crush of both Hermione and Harry. It doesn’t have Ron choosing one person over the other, but focuses more on why Ron is so loveable. Rated T.

‘Harry Potter And The World That Went Bloody Insane’ “I know something you don’t know” is, apparently, the essence of Harry Potter’s love life. Harry’s certain that the world has been reading one too many romance novels, but then, Harry’s always been a bit oblivious.

‘You and Me’ by @fivenamereveals. Harry’s fourth year gets incredibly complicated when he realises he’s crushing on his redheaded best friend. A incredibly cute story that has Pavender in the background (plus loads of cute Ronarry moments).

I also have a ‘fanfic recs’ tag on my blog, so check that out as well for anything I might have missed.

Hope that helps!

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Self-promotion edition!

Rules: It’s time to 💛 yourselves! Choose your 5 favourite works you created in the past year (fics, art, edits, etc.) and link them below to reflect on the amazing things you brought into the 🌍 in 2019. Tag as many writers/artists/etc. as you want (fan or original) so we can spread the 💛 and link each other to awesome works!

1. A Peculiar Engagement. This is one of my popular fics, but also my longest (and sauciest) fic to date. It originally started out after @burgundydahlia gave me the idea to throw a bunch of different fanfic tropes into a single story, and see how I interpret them. Judging from the reactions I got, I think I did a good job. 

2. Hoops and Hyacinths, part 1. My other big series of 2019. This was my first attempt at writing a multi-chapter Luna/Ginny fic, as well as an AU fic. Personally, I think I dragged my heels too much in the early chapters, and lost much of my readerships interest as a result. However, in part 2 (which I hope to write sometime over the next two years) will be a lot more plot-driven, and will hopefully be a lot more engaging to read. 

3. Dark Lord Hermione Granger AU. I don’t usually write AU angst, but this was a concept I really liked playing with. While it physically pained to write the reason why Hermione became a dark lord/lady/sorcerer, I think it was important to show just how brittle her sense of morality actually is, and how a single specific event could start her off on the slippery slope to becoming a dictator. 

4. Lessons Learned. This was only a short little fic, but I love the idea of Ron being the dad!figure in the Gryffindor boys dormitory. It also made me think about how -in this way- Ron’s wealth of positive male role models is actually something unique to him in the dormitory, as none of the other boys really had much (that we know of) in the way of that. 

5. Drinks on a rooftop. Personally, I think Lavender Brown’s reputation needs to be repaired in this fandom, and that’s one of the reasons why I wrote this fic. Also, background Pavender, Ronarry + Romione, Linny + Hinny, and a healthy platonic friendship between Ron and Lavender. You know what they say; if you can’t find the fic you want, create it yourself. 

Tagging @burgundydahlia @hillnerd @weasleyismyking540 @hillyminne @princesserica84 @amysthefardareismai @booigi-boi @benedettabeby @vivithefolle @hp-art-by-nanse @morphmaker @the-ginger-magician @stjernfaerie @pynki @overmelted @manny-bandicoot @incorrectromionequotes @tiny-gorilla @remedial-potions @warriorlid14 @windschildfanfictionwriter @austenpoppy

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