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hollowed-theory-hall · 14 days

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Hi! Really enjoyed the Harry is gay post, very well researched! Are there any other characters in the series you would also think are gay? Don't wanna say anyone just yet, just want your unfiltered opinion

Hi!

Thank you so much!

Can't say I have other characters I feel as strongly about their sexual preferences. A large part of it is what Harry chooses to pay attention to. So, I don't have much evidence for anyone else, but I can say who I think is likelier to be gay (or at least not straight) from textual evidence. Some of them go into headcanon territory, but here they are, off the top of my head and in no particular order:

1. Dumbledore and Grindelwald

I'm pretty sure these two are canon, so I don't need to say much. But:

“Yes, even after they’d spent all day in discussion—both such brilliant young boys, they got on like a cauldron on fire—I’d sometimes hear an owl tapping at Gellert’s bedroom window, delivering a letter from Albus! An idea would have struck him, and then he had to let Gellert know immediately!”

(DH, pages 308-309)

Gellert— .... (This was your mistake at Durmstrang! But I do not complain, because if you had not been expelled, we would never have met.) Albus

(DH, pages 309)

“Grindelwald. And at last, my brother had an equal to talk to someone just as bright and talented he was. And looking after Ariana took a backseat then, while they were hatching all their plans for a new Wizarding order and looking for Hallows, and whatever else it was they were so interested in.

(DH, pages 480)

2. Sirius Black

I think Sirius might've been gay, or at least bi. It goes into headcanon territory, but I think Sirius used to be in love with James. He just always gave me that vibe. (I don't think they were ever a thing, I think Sirius took his feelings for James with him to his grave).

Here are some quotes that gave me the feeling Sirius is not interested in anyone but James:

Harry saw Sirius give James the thumbs-up. Sirius was lounging in his chair at his ease, tilting it back on two legs. He was very good-looking; his dark hair fell into his eyes with a sort of casual elegance neither James’s nor Harry’s could ever have achieved, and a girl sitting behind him was eyeing him hopefully, though he didn’t seem to have noticed.

(OOTP, page 642)

“He kept messing up his hair,” said Harry in a pained voice. Sirius and Lupin laughed. “I’d forgotten he used to do that,” said Sirius affectionately.

(OOTP, page 670)

Plus, Sirius' general fixation on James and his constant reminiscence about him. And the two-way mirror they made just for them cause they couldn't handle an hour apart in detention:

This is a two-way mirror. I’ve got the other. If you need to speak to me, just say my name into it; you’ll appear in my mirror and I’ll be able to talk in yours. James and I used to use them when we were in separate detentions.

(OOTP, page 858)

But we don't really know about any romantic interests Sirius may have had. So, it's more of a headcanon than anything.

3. Dean Thomas

I think Dean Thomas is bi (not gay, I think he did like Ginny). And I have only one qoute evidence for it, but it's a really funny one and I don't think I've seen anyone mention it so I'll put it here:

He certainly wasn’t the only one who was sorry to see Professor Lupin go. The whole of Harry’s Defense Against the Dark Arts class was miserable about his resignation. “Wonder what they’ll give us next year?” said Seamus Finnigan gloomily. “Maybe a vampire,” suggested Dean Thomas hopefully.

(POA, page 429)

Dean Thomas clearly read whatever 1990s version of Twilight that exists in the HP universe and wants a love triangle paranormal romance with a werewolf and a vampire.

4. Draco Malfoy

I think he was a little too obsessed with Harry. Like, I don't actually ship Drarry, but I can definitely confess Draco was way too interested in Harry for it to not appear a little gay.

He rummaged in his trunk up in the luggage rack and pulled out the miniature figure of Viktor Krum. “Oh wow,” said Neville enviously as Ron tipped Krum onto his pudgy hand. “We saw him right up close, as well,” said Ron. “We were in the Top Box —” “For the first and last time in your life, Weasley.” Draco Malfoy had appeared in the doorway. Behind him stood Crabbe and Goyle, his enormous, thuggish cronies, both of whom appeared to have grown at least a foot during the summer. Evidently they had overheard the conversation through the compartment door, which Dean and Seamus had left ajar. “Don’t remember asking you to join us, Malfoy,” said Harry coolly.

(GOF, page 168)

Draco literally comes to find Harry on the train, uninvited, every year (except 6th). Throughout their time at school, he also makes an active effort to seek out Harry to a level that is kind of ridiculous. It always looked to me like Draco was desperate for any sort of attention from Harry.

Harry looked down at the hawthorn wand that had once belonged to Draco Malfoy. He had been surprised, but pleased to discover that it worked for him at least as well as Hermione’s had done.

(DH, page 444)

Considering how loyal unicorn hair wands like Draco's are, it seems Dravo feels more friendly about Harry than he likes to pretend.

5. Aunt Muriel

It sounds weird, I know, but I have a reason here. So, Muriel is from the same generation as Dumbledore, more or less, from her words in DH. And we know, back then she had expectations to marry and have children as a (seemingly) pure-blood witch. Those expectations would've been prevalent when she was a young woman in the early 20th century, even among the less blood-purist families.

The fact that she didn't seem to have settled down with a husband and children implies she wasn't interested in doing so. This allows a reading of her as either interested in women or not interested in sex or marriage in general.

6. Alphard Black & Cassiopeia Black

For the same reasons as Muriel. Neither Cassiopeia (born 1915) nor Alphard, Sirius' godfather (born circa 1927-ish) married or had children. This is something that would be expected of them, so the reading of them as not straight is very plausible.

So, that's it. These are all the characters that off the top of my head I could give textual evidence for a not straight reading of. I don't have as much evidence, and that's why I consider this more headcanon than theory. Obviously, people can headcanon wherever, these are just the ones that I could recall evidence for.

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regulus-books · 6 months

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warning: NSFW

After the full moon Remus is always in the mood, but nowadays it's hard to fit in time alone without our daughter Cassiopeia. Cass is a beautiful, smart, little girl. She's also a werewolf, so this time is hard for her too.

Now Remus is sitting in her room with her, tucking her to sleep, I can hear him whispering to our little babe. He's such a good dad. I stand up from our brown couch and walk down the hall to our baby's room. I peek my head in to see Remus' light hair peeking out from beneath a blanket, not seeing Cass anywhere. I walk around the bed and lift up the blanket, four black beady eyes look back up at me, and I take in the scene. Remus is holding a flashlight up to a book and reading to our baby. Cass' inky black hair is curled around her head all over her pillow, her tired big eyes looking up at me.

"Papa, blanket!" She points her chubby finger up at the blanket I lifted off them.

"C'mon, baby girl, it's bedtime." I pick her up and kiss her cheeks.

"Papa, no, no, no, no, no!" She whines.

"Yes." I say brushing her hair out of her face.

"Come here baby, it's bedtime." I hand her off to Remus, and she hugs around his neck, I smile. "I love you so, so, so, so much!" Remus puts her down and kisses her forehead.

"I love you, baby girl. Be a good girl and sleep nice for daddy tonight, okay?" I tuck her blanket around her like a burrito.

"Love you." She tries to reply but it comes out as more of a lub you, but neither me or Remus care about her pronunciation.

"Night, babe." Remus walks over to her nightlight and turns it on before walking out of the room.

"Goodnight, love." I kissed her for the last time on her forehead, and shut off the main light to the room, I left her room door open a crack.

I walk down the hall to see Remus making tea in two mugs, I flop onto the couch.

"You're the sexiest man alive, Rems." I put my arms behind my head.

"Oh? And why's that, darling?" He turns around, licking the spoon and putting it in the sink, which is full of dishes already.

"Look at you. It's so fucking hot how you take care of us." He walks over to the couch, puts the mugs on the table, grabs my legs and puts them in his lap. He massages my thighs, staring at me.

"I like taking care of you guys. My favorite people, hm?"

"Yeah." He pulls me to straddle his lap and kisses me softly, squeezing my ass and his hands go up and down my back.

"So pretty, love." He whispers.

"So, Cass is asleep then." I say, pulling away from his mouth.

"Mhm."

"And to be honest, I'm not thirsty for tea at the moment." I smirk and put my arms around his neck.

"Suddenly, I'm not either." He chuckles and pulls me in again, this time rougher.

"Upstairs, love." I whisper into his mouth.

"Mm." He hums against my lips and stands, carrying me. I kiss his jaw and then his neck, sucking and biting, he groans quietly.

"You're so warm, Sirius, makes me so horny, baby." He whispers into my ear, his hot breath on my neck, making the hair stick up.

"Does it?" I ask, still sucking on his light brown skin.

"Fuck, yeah." He stops in our room and throws me on our bed. "Take off your shirt for me, love." I lift up my stained wife beater tank, my new tattoo exposed to the cool air of our bedroom, Remus closes the door to our room. He throws off his work shirt, and looks me up and down, I squirm a bit, and take off my trousers. "You're the most beautiful boy I've ever seen." He walks over to me and lifts my chin, kissing me. His tongue laps with mine, exploring my mouth. He pulls away and straddles my lap, he leans down and licks up the center of my neck, all the way down to my boxers lining, moving down and laying between my legs.

"Please, baby." I arch my back, trying to get any friction with him or the air, my boner sticking out clearer then ever.

"Please what, Sirius, love?" He grins and fiddles with the hem of my boxers, pulling and letting go, listening to it slap against my wet skin. "All you have to do is ask, baby." He leans back and kisses my knees, waiting for a response, staring me down.

"Please, touch me. Remus, I'm begging." He rubs me through my boxers, my cock is so hard it hurts. "Mhm, please, baby."

"You know how much I like begging," he smirks and pulls down my boxers. "but because you asked so nicely." My cock springs out and hits my stomach. "Look at you, all hot and bothered for me, hm?" I whine as he grabs my cock, pushing a finger back and forth over the slit, I moan quietly, trying to be mindful of our daughter downstairs.

"Please, fuck, Rems." I look at him, he's so beautiful. His brown hair tossed to the side, his skin wet with sweat, his scars covering him making him look even more attractive. I can see his boner through his boxers.

Remus starts to pump his hand up and down on my dick, making me whine and moan. "So pretty, baby." He praises me. My back arches further when he kitten licks my tip.

"Oh, fuck, love." I run my fingers through his hair, and push him down. He shakes his head no.

"I'm in charge tonight, baby." I whine.

"Remus, you're killing me, love." He smiles and spits on his hand, wrapping around me again and pumping. "Oh, shit." I groan and throw my head back.

"So fucking pretty, Sirius, babe." He suddenly deepthroats my cock, I can feel it hit the back of his mouth. My eyes roll back and I moan deeply. He pulls up but doesn't take my cock out of his mouth, instead starts blowing me, his chin has saliva running down it, his eyes looking up at me, watching every reaction I have to him. With one hand he pumps me and with the other he rubs my nipples.

"Oh, fuck. Remus, if you don't stop I'll cum, baby." I say into my pillow. Remus moans, vibrations spark all up my body, making me more aroused. "Oh my god, for fucks sake!" Remus hums, sending me over the edge, I cum in his mouth, he continues to suck me off, riding my high. He pulls off and crawls up to me, kissing me and pushing his tongue into my mouth, showing me exactly what I taste like.

"So fucking gorgeous for me, right baby?"

"All for you." He smiles and takes off his trousers and pants, starting to pump my dick again. He reaches over to our nightstand, pulling the drawer out and grabbing a bottle of lube. He takes both his hands off me and spreads my legs, he puts lube on one of his fingers, pushing it into me slowly, my back arches and he pushes my hips back down. He pushes his finger in and out of my body, I moan in pleasure.

"More!" I say, excitedly. Remus smirks and pushes another finger into me, I moan louder, covering my mouth with my hand.

"Your moans are so pretty, babe. We've gotta get uncle Reg and Prongs to take Cass, so I can hear them, loud and clear."

"Shh, don't talk about Cass, just you and me right now." He grins and kisses my neck, pushing another finger inside of me, now pumping three fingers into me. "Oh, fuck. Please, babe, give me your dick!" He chuckles deeply and pulls his fingers out, licking them, my eyes rolling back at the sight. He takes the bottle of lube and squirts it on his dick, rubbing it around.

"You ready, pretty boy?" He asks, I nod vigorously. "Words, handsome, I want words." I groan.

"Please, Remus, just fuck me!"

"You want me to fuck your pretty little ass, Sirius?"

"Please." I whine.

"That's what I like to hear." He leans down to kiss me, positioning his cock and pushing into me. I gasp and moan into his kiss, he bites my lower lip and sucks on it.

"Remus, you drive me crazy, you fill me up so well, babe." I moan under my breath.

"I'm glad." He kisses me again and starts to push in and out of me, not in any rush. "You look so pretty like this, Sirius. So fucking beautiful." Remus continues to fuck me, whispering words of praise. "So beautiful." He moans. "You feel so good wrapped around my cock, baby." He rubs up and down my thighs, then up to my stomach. "I never want this to end." He throws his head back, the only sound in our room is my soft moans and our skin slapping together.

"Fuck, Rems." I moan out.

"You're taking me so well, beautiful."

"Yeah."

"You're so beautiful, Sirius. Look at you all pretty with pre cum, hm? So fucking pretty." He strokes my cock, pre cum dripping on my stomach. His thumb wipes off the pre cum and he lifts his hand to taste it. "You taste so good, handsome." His thrusts are starting to get sloppy, I know he's close. "Oh, fuck, Sirius."

"Are you gonna cum for me, baby?" His head is thrown back and he's still jerking me off with one hand, the familiar knotting feeling in my stomach.

"Fuck, yes, Sirius."

"Fuck!" I moan and a string of cum starts to come out of my dick.

"Shit, shit, shit!" Remus moans and cums deep inside of me. "So good, Sirius, so, so good, baby." He thrusts a few more times, riding out both of our highs. "You're so perfect, babe." He pulls out and I wince at the cold air. He stands up and grabs his T-shirt, wiping me off.

"I love you so much, Rems." I pull him down on top of me.

"I love you so much, baby." He kisses my cheek. "We should probably go shower."

"M'not feeling it, we can in the morning." I wrap my arms around him, twirling his hair around my finger.

"Okay, babe." I run my hands all through his hair until I hear him softly snoring.

"Love you so, so much." I whisper before drifting off myself.

In the morning the sun shines on my face, waking me up. I look around the room, no Remus. I stand up and pull on my boxers, running my hands through my hair, and then I walk out and down the stairs. Remus is sitting at the kitchen table with Cass, drawing.

"Morning, babe." I run my hand through his hair and kiss his forehead. "Morning my other babe." I run my hand through Cassie's hair and kiss her on her head.

"Hi papa." She babbles and continues to draw with her crayons.

"How'd you sleep?" Remus asks, taking a sip of his tea as I sit down next to Cass at our table.

"Amazing, but I have this cramp in my back, it's so annoying." I run my hand down my spine where it hurts.

"M'sorry, love." He slides his tea over to me and I take a sip.

"Probably your fault too." He chuckles and rubs Cass' back. I stand up and pull her hair into a ponytail, I wrap a scrunchie around it and boop her nose.

"You're beautiful, girl." I say, walking away from the table, turning on the water and cleaning some dishes, our mugs from last night are now in the sink.

"You are too." Remus says, half turning to look me up and down.

"Thanks, love."

"Papa." Cass turns to me.

"Yeah, sweet pea?" I turn off the water and dry my hands.

"Dada was talking about you all morning!" I laugh and walk over to her.

"He just loves me! You love me too, right?" I already know she does, I rub mine and her nose together.

"Yes!" She wraps her small arms around my neck, hugging me.

"You and dada are the most important people to me!"

"And Uncle Reggie, and Prongsie!" She laughs.

"We should see if you can have a sleepover tonight, hm?" I ask, setting her back in her chair.

"Yes!" I smile and wink at Remus.

Word count: 2.1k+

Cass belongs to the wonderful @industrations ILY!!!!

little smut, little fluff:)

#wolfstar #wolfstar oneshot #2.1k #industrations #regulus books #remus lupin #sirius black #remus x sirius #sirius orion black #sirius x remus #wolfstar is canon #smutshot #kinktober?#cassie black #cassiopeia black

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thegarden-ofeden · 1 year

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the noble and most ancient house of black…..

bellatrix black moodboard

sirius black moodboard

andromeda black moodboard

cassiopeia black moodboard

regulus black moodboard

narcissa black moodboard

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midnightstargazer · 9 months

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So for the sisters week of the @ladiesofhpfest, I'm writing about some of the obscure great-aunts from the Black family (Cassiopeia, Dorea, Callidora, Cedrella, Charis).

Folks, these ladies are just names on a family tree. All the info we have on them is their birth/death dates; their parents', siblings', and husbands' names; and how many children they had. And most of that is not even technically canon, depending on what you count, because only Cedrella is even mentioned in the books.

Why am I getting so emotional about these women? Why am I suddenly so invested in Charis missing Cedrella after she was disowned? Why have I suddenly decided Cassiopeia never had kids because she was terrified they would be squibs like her brother? Why do I have Dorea looking around at her mess of a family and wondering why they tell you family is everything only to make it so conditional? None of that is canon! I decided to do it that way! Why am I so determined to make myself cry?

#the noble and most ancient house of black #Charis Black Crouch #Cedrella Black Weasley #Callidora Black Longbottom #Dorea Black Potter #Cassiopeia Black

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ladiesofhpfest · 8 months

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Behind the Burn Marks by @midnightstargazer

Our second work of the week is here! This time we're visiting the Black family sisters . . . from the past!

Summary: The tapestry is riddled with burn marks, and no generation has escaped unscathed. But does it really get the final say about who counts or doesn’t count as family?

What's to love: LORE. MidnightStargazer gives us the untold history of the earlier generations of Black cousins and sisters: Dorea, Cedrella, Charis, and Cassiopeia! Follow Cedrella as she becomes a Weasley, Dorea as she becomes a Potter, and Charis becomes a Crouch. Against the backdrop of these families you'll find Squibs, compromises, and old school bigotry. You'll find broken and mended family bonds, a colorful tapestry of everything right and wrong with the Black family, and a whole lot of regrets. Read it now!

Thank you MidnightStargazer!

#cedrella black #cedrella black weasley #dorea black #dorea black potter #charis black #charis black crouch #andromeda black #narcissa black #bellatrix black #cassiopeia black #sisters before misters #the black sisters #women of the house of black #ladies of hp #ladies of hp fest #fic rec

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bellwood-qudditch · 4 months

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Marius Black

Faceclaim: Jaeden Martell

“The squib son of Cygnus Black II and Violetta Bulstrode and the brother of Pollux Black, Cassiopeia Black and Dorea Potter”.

July 28th, 1918—September 4th, 2012

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sugarsnappeases · 6 months

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physically can’t stop thinking about cassiopeia and callidora tonight. they are so so precious to me

#cassiopeia black #callidora black

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cyandreamsinwords · 9 months

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Somehow, in the summer of 1994 Wheely the house elf inherits half the estate of a member of one of the most infamous blood-purist families in the world. But as of right now, it's the year of 1987, and Wheely has just been given to her new mistress. The woman is less than pleased, that much is certain.

#burning of a withered tree #fanfic #cassiopeia black #new chapter #harry potter x oc

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athenodora-sulpicia-writer · 1 year

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Daughter of the House of Black

Summary: Aurora is the younger sister of Sirius Black and as the Christmas Holidays begin, the pair of siblings along with one of their best friends, Remus Lupin, return to Kings Cross station and all prepare to go their separate ways home for the holidays but not before getting into some mischief.

A/N: Hi guys this is my first Harry Potter short Fanfic so i hope you all like it, there is a second half included in this that's just something really sweet that I just had to write.

My fancast for Walburga Black is Eva Green.

Warnings: None.

"Sirius wait up!" I called out to my brother who had already left the train and was no waltsing about the platform, whilst I struggled to pull my trunk along with me off the train.

I shouted for him again, trying to catch his attention over the massive crowd that had quickly formed across the platform, unlike last time he'd actually heard me this time but his response was no more helpful then just ignoring me, as he met my eyes and decided to simply stick his tongue out at me before having the audacity to tell me to hurry up.

"Here let me help Aura," I heard a voice next to me say and quickly saw Remus as he began to take my trunk off my hands with a slight grunt at how heavy it was. "What've you got in here Aurora?" He asked me as he tried to balance the weight of my trunk to make it easier to carry, "enchanted bricks?"

I couldn't help but laugh as my werewolf friend struggled to carry my bag, I was grateful but there was always room to poke fun with the boys. "Yep, did it especially for you Remus, thought you could stand to loose a few pounds," It took all the restraint in me to not laugh at my own joke, as we quickly left the train to catch up to my, quite frankly, rude brother.

"Took your time you two," Sirius was quick to find, as he was leaning against the wall closest to the exit, like the egotistical idiot he was, I bet he thought he looked so charming.

"Well unlike you brother, Remus here is a gentlemen and offered a helping hand, though the same can't be said for you." I spoke annoyed at him, as I stood in front of him with my arms folded securely in front me but still he looked at me with that stupid smile of his.

"Oh don't be like that Aurora," Sirius said to me as he clamped his hand down on my shoulder, "Your better off saving your annoyance and anger for when we get home." And with that Sirius released his hand on my shoulder and motioned for us all to get going and so we did.

The Crisp winter air back at Hogwarts was nearly unbearable but now that we were back down in London the weather was far more bearable which was amazing for me but with the snow still fresh and my company being to fifteen year old boys it didn't take very long for the snowballs to start flying and the words.

"Snowball fight!" To be shouted into the air and very quickly I was apart of a snow war between two Gryffindors and myself a Slytherin.

Quickly, all our luggage had been discarded on the nearby pavement, as we began to play out on the open streets not to far away from home.

The rules were always the same in the sense that there really weren't any, you get hit that's a point to the person who threw it and if you don't hit someone, well that was just sad.

The scores were currently fairly even. Sirius was on 7, Remus on 5 and I was on 6. Yes, I was currently coming second but Sirius played dirty, yet regardless of that I wasn't going to loose, not only was I a Slytherin, I was also a Black and defeat was a concept I'd never quite been able to grasp

When Sirius was distracted by Remus' oncoming assaults, I knew it was the perfect chance to take my victory. Quickly whilst everyone's attention was elsewhere I took my wand out of my pocket and with a simply spell placed on my mountain of snow next to me, all the work was done for me and Sirius was now being attacked from all sides by my snowballs.

Yes I was fourteen and technically that meant I was performing underage magic but a little charm here and a little hex there, the government rarely ever got to choked up about it.

"Aurora what... Hey stop it you little imp.... that's cheating!" Sirius tried to shout out between yelps and cries from my snowball assault but his cries fell on death's ear as me and Remus looked at each and took great joy at watching his pain.

"I thought there were no rules Brother, isn't that what you said three years ago when we started this?" I asked him as I quickly whipped my wand out and made my attack come to an end.

Then me and Remus were walking other to Sirius he was now lying on the opposite street, trying to recover from the ordeal. Now standing over my Brother's body I heard Remus say.

"Why Padfoot are you getting cold feet?" I saw the glint in Remus' eyes as he took the mick out of the Gryffindor lying on the floor.

"Of course not Moony, I'm simply...um... taking a moment to enjoy the scenery," I couldn't help but laugh at my brother's jovial sarcasm and as I helped him up from the floor I couldn't stop smiling from his antics.

"Come on Sirius, we better hurry up before Mother and Father Crucio us both into the next century," I explained as I helped brush off some of the snow that was covering his clothes.

"Fair enough sister,' He replied and then we were both saying a quick goodbye to Remus and wishing him a happy holiday before we both retrieved our luggage and made our way home.

Soon enough we were standing in front of the place we both called home, 12 Grimmauld Place. Almost in sync we looked to one another and had a quick glancing conversation before walking up to the front door and knocking twice.

within a moment of knocking the door was being opened and we were greeted in by Kreacher, who was quick to take our bags as we both entered the hallway of our home.

"What time do you call this!" A voice me and Sirius knew all to well shouted out and soon our Father was walking into the hallway from the adjoining drawing room, our Mother following closely behind.

"What on earth did you both do to your clothes?" That was our mother's voice sounding out from where she stood by the staircase next to our Father.

Well this was certainly a warm welcome as usual but neither me nor Sirius truly had courage to speak just yet. I could somewhat understand why Father was upset and currently staring us both down as if we'd robbed Gringotts but I couldn't quite fathom why Mother was so annoyed.

But then through the horrid silence that followed I began to hear the quiet dripping of water and with a quick glance to the floor, I realised that the snow that we had dusted off our clothes had melted and was now dripping on the wooden floorboards and suddenly I felt the cold impact of my soaked clothes and then my confusion over our mothers annoyance was cleared.

"We're sorry for being late Father, we got distracted and ended up having a slight incident in the snow," I tried to explain in a timid voice but I refused to look my Father directly in the eyes, so instead I settled on looking at him through my brows.

He was still angry and clearly unimpressed with us but I knew how quickly that anger could turn volatile and so with my head still downcast I continued, "We're both very sorry and we promise it will never happen again."

Often in times like this I tended to answer for the both of us, regardless of me being the youngest by a single year, I knew how uncomfortable our parents made Sirius feel, so I often tried to vouch for the both of us.

"We'll discuss this another time, now both of you get upstairs and clean yourselves up," Our Father's words were quick and left no room for arguing and as such we were both quick to follow his instructions and began to ascend the stairs.

_________________ If anything I'd say earlier's ordeal went quite smoothly, especially for in this house. I was half expecting for me and Sirius to at least receive some sort of punishment but no there was none. After allowing the events to play through my head as I washed myself and got ready, I eventually put the lack of punishment down to it being the Christmas Holidays and the fact that we'd be leaving for the Families Manor, which was currently occupied by Grandfather Arcturus, like we did every year.

I was currently sitting at my dressing table in my room, I'd probably been sat there for much longer than I should have been but daydreaming and thinking was far more appealing than finishing getting ready and attempting to pack.

As I sat gazing into my vanity mirror, i heard a knock sound out and turning to face the door, I saw my mother walking in. She was still dressed in her daily robes (basically a black dress), and I couldn't help but look, for a moment, slightly dumbfounded as to why she was here.

"Mother, is everything alright?" I asked her uncertainly as I watched as she closed my door behind her and walked over to me.

"Everything is fine sweetheart," my mother said kindly "May I?" She then asked gesturing towards my hairbrush which was resting in front of me on my vanity.

I gave her a slight nod and then she picked the brush up and began to brush through the dark tresses of my hair. It wasn't that odd that she was brushing my hair, I often enjoyed it when she did, it was just odd since not many hours ago she was telling me and Sirius off along with our Father.

"You've always had such lovely hair," She commented contentedly, as she replaced the brush with her hands as she began to plait my hair. "I remember when you were little and we feared you were going to be bald for the rest of your life because your hair just wouldn't grow."

She laughed as she continued to weave her hands through my hair and I couldn't help but chuckle slightly at that. I'd scene so many of my baby and toddler pictures and in each one it truly did look as if I had no hair.

"I remember the pictures, Druella called me a gremlin for it and I remember how mad you and Aunt Cassie and Lucy got." I chuckled once again as the memory of that day flashed through my mind.

Druella said I couldn't be a child of Black because I had no trace of the classic dark curls, she'd insulted me as I was playing with my Mother and Aunt Lucretia, I actually thought Mother was going to Crucio her and I remember distinctly how Aunt Cassiopeia practically spat out her mouthful of tea.

"It was a good thing my brother loved her so much or she would have left our home with a missing limb," I knew Mother wasn't joking and I couldn't help but smile at that. I was no stranger to her inconsistent bouts cruelty but it was moments like these that I truly loved and wanted to be with my Mama.

"I think Aunt Lucy would have gladly helped, though I also think Aunt Cassie would have just enjoyed the show." I joked to my mother and watched from the mirror how her face broke out into a broad smile as she finished tying off the plait.

"I couldn't agree more sweetheart," she spoke softly has her head leaned down and she gave my own head a gentle kiss before continuing, "now I believe it's time for bed, we have to be at the Manor early tomorrow."

She explained to me and before I could answer verbally my body let out a tired yawn and I began to struggle to keep my eyes open long enough.

I quickly hopped into bed with my Mother standing by my bedside, then once I was lying down on my pillows she grabbed ahold of the duvet and pulled the covers over me before perching herself on the side of my bed.

for a moment neither one of us said anything and Mother just looked at me with the kindest blue eyes, she began to slowly brush my cheek with the back of her hand and I couldn't help but nuzzle into the warm touch, smiling at her.

"My beautiful witch," she whispered almost breathlessly and then her hand stilled on my cheek.

"Goodnight my little light," And as I was quickly drifting off to sleep I felt my mother's soft lips atop my forehead and now I didn't want her to leave, I wanted her to stay the night just so I wouldn't have to loose this moment.

"Mama will you stay, please I'll sleep better?" I asked her with a tired voice and hoped she'd say yes.

"Not tonight my little love, perhaps another night alright," She spoke so sweetly that I couldn't argue as I knew her words were genuine and hinted with the tiniest of guilt.

"Alright, night Mama," Was the last I said to her before she left and I fell asleep quickly, knowing I'd have to be well rested for the next week at the Manor with the whole family for the Holidays. ____________________

Hi guys I hope you all like this, just something a bit different and let me know if you want a part two.

#walburga black #lucretia black #cassiopeia black #black family #sirius black #marauders #remus lupin #harry potter #orion black #hogwarts #hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry #aurora #eva green

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#hermione granger/regulus black #hermione granger #regulus black #cassiopeia black #narcissa black malfoy #bellatrix black lestrange #voldemort #rodolphus lestrange #rabastan lestrange #walburga black #orion black #kreacher (harry potter)#time travel #time travel fix it #slow burn #pureblood culture

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Are you writing Cutthroat? I’m curious about more. Are you making a fandom wiki or family trees?

Hello!

I am currently working on refining some aspects of Cutthroat before beginning to write the actual beast. To be honest, I hadn't thought of making a Fandom wiki for it. The blood relations between some of the characters are quite complicated, and building Family Trees might help me out a lot, so thanks for the suggestion!

I'll include a summary of the AU under the cut, so you can get a general idea of what it's about.

Cutthroat AU:

Harrison Silas Sayre doesn't hate Wool's Orphanage—that is Tom's, his brother's, job. Tom Marvolo Riddle hates Wool's as much as he hates his dead mother, which is saying a lot. Unfortunately for them, they seem to gravitate around the Orphanage. Though that might have something to do with the ritual they performed there fifty years ago.

Exactly seven months after Tom Riddle's birth, a baby arrived at Wool's Orphanage with a single letter stating his full name and date of birth: Harrison Silas Sayre, July 31st, 1927. The two boys were different from other children—special, as Tom often said, so it was no wonder they found solace in each other while growing up as brothers.

The Wizarding World had no idea what it signed up for the day the twins' Hogwarts letters arrived.

During their seven years at Hogwarts, they became close with the Black sisters: Dorea, a Slytherin like Tom, and Cassiopeia, who was in Ravenclaw with Harry, though in different years.

Cassiopeia was creepy. She worshipped Tom, though that might have something to do with the rumors about her weird Visions... Tom was a natural, charismatic leader, though he only had a meaningful relationship with his brother. Harry, instead, formed a close friendship with Dorea right from the start. They were always seen with each other, much in the same way Cassiopeia could always be found trailing Tom.

I could say a lot of things about them, but I think the most important event is the ritual Tom performed at 18—a ritual Harry was forced to participate in. Ideally, the ritual would allow them to live forever, an anchor of one another, until the end of times... But vital blood was needed.

Fifty years later, Lily Evans' and Regulus Black's research took them to a set of Caves near an abandoned Orphanage. They had spent years after James' death looking for any clue about the mysterious dark lord who was steadily taking hold of the Wizarding World from behind the stage. Only few were aware of his existence, except for his followers (Peter and the Mark in his scalp was a somber reminder of that fact), but nobody knew a single thing about the actual person.

In the Caves, behind a blood protection that Lily was surprisingly able to pass through, there was a black crystal coffin. Within, a sleeping young man had a snake resting on his chest. The snake watched as Lily and Regulus got close and, slowly, began to eat its own tail.

Ouroboros, they recognised, and the boy woke up.

His green eyes were exactly like Lily's, and there was a gruesome scar decorating his throat, as if it was sliced open once upon a time...

Like I said before, I could talk about Cutthroat all evening. It's very, very extensive and writing a summary for it is a difficult task for me. You can, however, ask questions, in case you're curious about something specific. Or if you want to know more about some characters, or their family trees or the plot...

Anyways, hope this was not too boring to read, and not too long of an answer. Thank you for asking! Knowing there's someone interested in this AU makes me motivated to do my best and keep working on it. Hope you have a good day!

#harry potter #hp #cutthroat #Cutthroat AU #tom riddle #regulus black #lily evans #dorea black #cassiopeia black #Harrison Silas Sayre #marauders era #james potter #black family #Thanks a lot of the family tree suggestion! It will save my life #Especially since Harry and Lily are somehow related... I have this idea of Harry's mother being Lily's grandma.#She would've had Harry and abandon him before marrying Mr. Evans and having Lily's dad... So Lily and Harry are still related #There are three descendants of Slytherin. Tom from the Gaunt line... And both Harry and Lily (and Petunia!) from the muggle Sayre line.#Regulus is Lily's best friend... He was by her side after James' death and never left it since #Voldemort's tactics are different here in case you didn't notice. Because of Harry's influence he's more subtle in his approach...#So there's not a full open war and only few know what's going on. Even fewer try to do anything to stop it.#Insert the Order and of course Hermione. I have to think on how to include her since this is of course #hhr #harmony #And all its beautiful names #harry potter fanfiction #sirius black #lord voldemort #slytherin #ravenclaw!harry potter #dema answers

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