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darklinaforever · 4 months

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Sorry, but for me J.K didn't write good romances. We don't know Astoria, Rolf and Hannah. Lupin and Tonks appeared out of nowhere. Jily is undrinkable. Hinny has little or no development over 7 books even though they have really known each other since volume 2. Romione is really not great from my point of view. Don't even get me started on Dumbledor and Grindelwald...

Bill & Fleur are the only ones, among the young characters, that I find cute and even then it's a very secondary couple. Honestly, Molly and Arthur are the only real Harry Potter goal couple in my eyes. And yet, they also haven't seen them much !

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ladiesofhpfest · 3 months

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Upcoming Monthly Mini: 1 February 2024 - Fleur Delacour

Our next monthly mini is in honor of Fleur Delacour, AKA Beauxbatons Triwizard champion, Order member, and all around badass!

Monthly mini guidelines: To participate in our monthly minis, simply post your fic/art to Tumblr and tag @ladiesofhpfest and/or post it to the monthly mini channel on Discord. Details on monthly minis:

Minimum word count: 100.

Betas are strongly recommended, but not required for monthly minis. However, as all works reflect the fest as a whole, we request that all submitted works should be proofread and spell-checked before they are posted. Our ladies deserve nothing but the best!

Only original written fics and created artwork will be accepted.

You don't have to be part of the server to participate! You can always post to Tumblr and/or AO3. If you post to AO3, you are encouraged to post to the monthly mini collection at: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/ladies_of_hp_fest_monthly_minis/profile.

Unless otherwise stated, monthly minis will take place on the 1st and 15th of each month.

Monthly minis begin 1 November and will end 15 April. They'll begin again with new characters after next year's fest!

Come join us on Discord for more!

#fleur delacour #fleur weasley #ladies of hp fest #ladies of hp #ladies of hp fest monthly minis #ladies of hp monthly minis

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cherry-pop-elf · 26 days

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Every Perfect Curve

George Weasley x Chubby Reader

You had given birth to your sweet little Freddy a while ago. While finally having a moment to yourself, you can’t help but feel self conscious that you haven’t ’bounced back’ like so many others have. George is there to remind you that you are just stunning. Even if you never ‘bounce back’ as they say

Warnings: 16+, Body Dysphoria, Trans Masc coded but over all discussion of weight gain, flirting, sexual content ((no sex)) nursing, postpartum, After The Deathly Hallows Content, Pregnancy

Writing Coms Open

“This used to fit-!” You sniffled, as you were fighting with your body. Trying so hard to get your pants on. You haven’t worn pants since your second trimester. You wanted to wear pants again, but it doesn’t seem like that will happen. You couldn’t even get them past your thighs. It was so frustrating, how much weight you had gained.

“Jellybean, you just had a baby. You think Mum is built like a string bean like the kids she popped out?” George tried to explain, as he was undoing his suit jacket. So happy to have the work day done with, and finally spend some time with his family. You, little Freddy, and Bill with his own pregnant wife.

Since after the war, Bill figured to return back to Gringotts. Stable job, close to George, well paying, and those goblins actually gave him medically paid vacation leave for every time the week of the full moon was coming. It was perfect. Also, he won’t lie, was nice to have a part time job at WWW. Everything was perfect, besides well….The hormones.

“But she had seven kids! I just had one-!” You sniffled. Luckily, George was a fourth kid of seven. He knows a thing or two about someone with hormones. Especially ones with postpartum. Molly had caught some after Ron, funny enough. He knew not to poke the bear, too much.

Before he could stop you, you were already crying. “I’m so fat-! Look at my chest! Look at my thighs! I’m covered in stretch marks, and I can’t wear clothes right anymore! I’m bigger than a inflatus charm! How can you even stand the sight of me?!” You sobbed, as those hormones were just destroying your head space. He let you scream it out, having long since casted a silencing charm on your shared bedroom. Just letting you scream it out. Better out than in.

“Jellybean-“ He cooed, as he would leave himself in his dress shirt now. He would sneak behind you, and wrapped his arms around your stomach. Happily tracing over your stretch marks, and resting his head on yours. Just looking into the mirror, and seeing you struggle. Wet tears and all. He didn’t see what you saw. He saw someone he loved. Every inch of you was devine. Every stretch mark, roll, and sag. That was you.

“Jeans are uncomfortable anyway.” He tried to joke with you, as he scratched his finger on the rough denim. Going to make a disgusted face at the texture. Despite your tears, you couldn’t stop your smile. Damn him. He always found a way. You hated how he made you smile, as you now over thought. Were you crying for attention now? Were you making a big deal out of nothing? Luckily, your husband was quick to distract you from such scary thoughts.

“Come on. You like my pants anyway.” He added. Given how tall he was, the fabric was able to stretch around you easier. You didn’t even have a chance to argue, before he found a pair of his old pajama pants. You figured not to fight him, and soon sat on the edge of the bed. He pulled the jeans off, and helped you into the old soft fabric. Just pampering you. Kissing those newly soft features, and admiring you. Kissing that belly, that took care of your shared little boy. Admired those thighs, and appreciated those stretch marks from that hard working body.

“Much better?” He asked, as they were able to properly fit. Given the height, there was plenty of fabric over your stomach. Enough to even pull the plaid high enough to not drag on the ground. He even worked on making sure you had some nice warm socks, so you didn’t get chilly. Making sure you were as cared for as you deserved.

“Shut up.” You huffed, but he knew you were just frustrated with your body. He knew what that was like. Losing an ear sure makes life hell. If anyone can relate to hating your own body, it’s him. He would let you be frustrated, as he tried to make sure you were comfortable. Seems your top wouldn’t be next, as you two heard noises from the living room.

“ACK-! FLEUR HELP-!” Bill shouted, followed by the devious giggles of your son. Next were the sweet giggles of the Half Veela, as she was most likely working on saving her partial werewolf groom. The giggles of your son gave you a brief smile, but your eyes were on your body again.

“Hey, look at me-“ George would soon cup your face, so to make sure you stopped looking at yourself. “You have a body of a mother, a parent. All this squish was used to make sure our little boy was born happy and healthy.” He tried to reassure you, with a kiss to your lips. With his face with yours, he reached to his dress shirt. He took it off, and soon slipped it on you. He left it unbuttoned, so your sore breasts didn’t get more irritated. Yet still feel somewhat covered.

“And these-“ He gently touched said breasts, making sure to not irritated your sore nipples. “These are big because someone here eats like a Weasley. Playing with them more than me! That little bugger-“ And you laughed. He got you to laugh, and he was grinning with pride.

Speaking of hungry, a shrill cry was soon from the living room. “He eats like a Weasley alright-“ You sighed, but felt a bit more confident now. He was right. You were big because Freddy needed a lot of nutrients. Your breasts were large because he needed to eat a lot. Your body was built for your son to thrive. Being squishy wasn’t so bad. Right?

The both of you were quick to come to your living room, and soon seen Bill trying his best to distract Freddy from his hungry belly. Tickling him, and making little animal sounds. That seemed to entertain the little ginger, as he cooed. Fleur was even doing the same, as she sat with him. The wolf, and the harpy. Chirps and barks.

“His first words are going to be growls, knock it off-!” George would, playfully, say. That made them look over. Bill was quick to cover his eye, given the other one was blind, as to give you privacy. Despite the fact he had seen you nurse before. You still appreciated the gesture, regardless.

“Oh hush-“ Fleur tsked, before she would hoist herself up. Using the side of the couch for support, as so to make sure you had all the space on the couch to feed your son on. You wanted to tell her she didn’t have to, but she was in that Tri Wizard Tournament for a reason. She knows how to be strong.

“Come here, sweetie-“ You shushed, as Bill handed you your son. Those big eyes of his just glowing, and his chubby little fingers reaching for you. Your eyes, and George’s hair. Such a sweet thing. Seeing those chubby hands made you think about your chubby figure. Much like he will, you’ll out grow yours one day. If not? Well, least you know you’ll use it to make sure your son is taken care of. Because that soft body was soothing his upset stomach already. Just snuggled into your warm breasts.

“When will I get a turn?” George asked, as you smacked his shoulder. “Hey-!” He whined, as you rolled your eyes. You would soon be on the couch, and brought your legs up. Left to rest in your husbands lap, as Bill got you some pillows for your back. Your husband rubbing your feet, as you let Freddy nurse. Gentle with his fluffy ginger hair, and admiring him.

“Oh he is so handsome-“ Fleur cooed, as she watched. She was due any time now, as well. Having her watch you nurse was very useful for her. That also made you feel better. If you didn’t get so chubby, Fleur wouldn’t get to see what would happen with her. To see how much it helps with her soon to be child. Maybe being larger wasn’t as ugly as you thought. There was so much beauty in it. Beauty in using what you had to help others.

“Hungry thing.” Bill snorted, as his wife gently smacked his own arm. “If not for the hair, that appetite says Weasley all over it.” George echoed. You rolled your eyes, as your son kept nursing away. Needing to stuff his belly full. Was ages, but he finally was satisfied. With a cloth over your shoulder, you would gently burp him.

“He’s picking up signlaguge so quickly. Swear he will be better at it than me before he’s even two-!” George scoffed, but those eyes were sparkling. He was proud of his smart baby boy. “And soon French-“ Fleur echoed. “Arabic ain’t that bad-“ Bill tagged in. “And of course Romanian.” You vouched for Charlie. “Smart ass baby.” George snorted, before you kicked his thigh.

This moment was soothing. All just parents, together, with your children. Gentle learning for Fleur, and comfort. George was right. Your body was built for something. It was built to take care of your baby boy, and help Fleur learn how to treat her own baby. Being chubby wasn’t a sin. Just as much as being skinny and muscular had its benefits, so did being soft and squishy.

“There we go-“ You smiled, as he gave his little burp. “Much better, hm?” You smiled, as you would bring him to lay on your chest. Just like that, he was knocked out. Sleeping soundly, on your soft breasts. Listening to your heart beat, and able to take a well deserved nap.

“He got that from Fred. That was the only way we could tell you two apart. Whenever Fred was done feeding, he knocked right out. You? You got more energy, and got so excited you ended up throwing up.” Bill chuckled, as that seemed to comfort George. He missed his Fred, but knowing a part of him was still around made him smile. His hand ever so gentle on his son’s back, as he gently rubbed your own stomach. Admiring your stretch marks.

“This might be soon, but do you think-?” George questioned, as he kept tracing the indents in your skin. Another kid, already? You couldn’t blame him, though. He was a magical identical twin. The idea of growing up an only child sounded horrifying. Bro to mention big families is all he knew. Maybe…..

You looked to your sleeping son, and your own body. A smile crossed your lips, as you soon help George’s hand. “Plenty of nutrients for a round two, huh?” You joked. You were able to joke about your own body, and that cleared any worry George had. The two of you were financially fine, and had plenty of support.

He kissed your lips, before kissing your son’s head. A tiny little smile crossed those chubby little cheeks, and you had to wonder why you ever thought chubby cheeks could be so horrible. Your son had the prettiest cheeks around, and you hoped your next kid could have them all the same. Pretty, chubby, features.

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kachowblueninja · 9 months

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Happy 26th anniversary bleur 🫶 sorry I posted this 13 minutes late.

#harry potter #bleur #bill weasley #fleur weasley #bill and fleur

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firinniee · 1 year

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Fleur was really gold in the books. Does anyone remember Molly saying that she probably wouldn't want to marry her son after he got scars and Fleur just said "I’m pretty enough for both of us". Like, girlllll

#Fleur Delacour #fleur weasley #bill weasley #Molly Weasley #my thoughts #firinnie #firinniee #harry potter

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holocenestatelines · 10 months

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ꜰʟᴇᴜʀ ᴅᴇʟᴀᴄᴏᴜʀ

"ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴅᴏ ɪ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ʜᴏᴡ ʜᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋꜱ? ɪ ᴀᴍ ɢᴏᴏᴅ-ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ ꜰᴏʀ ʙᴏᴛʜ ᴏꜰ ᴜꜱ, ɪ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ! ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇꜱᴇ ꜱᴄᴀʀꜱ ꜱʜᴏᴡ ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴍʏ ʜᴜꜱʙᴀɴᴅ ɪꜱ ʙʀᴀᴠᴇ!"

#harry potter #fleur delacour #fleur weasley #the golden era #harry potter moodboards #fleur delacour moodboard #fleur delacour aesthetic #🖤.txt

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hogwartsthenextgeneration · 3 months

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Louis x Omar Karim Kids

Louis and Omar

, who was an unspeakable at the M.o.M, wanted a big family. They went down the surrogacy route and had 2 children and also adopted another 2 making a grand total of 4 kids:

Margot Dakoa Karim-Weasley - b. 5th March 2032 (adopted in 2036) - Ravenclaw

Zain Deacon Karim-Weasley - b. 19th August 2034 - Gryffindor

Rayan Taron Karim-Weasley - b. 6th January 2036 - Hufflepuff

Finnick Robin Karim-Weasley - b. 15th April 2037 (adopted in 2039) - Slytherin

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hxuse-xf-black · 1 year

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Bill, to Victoire, Dominique & Louis: You heard your mother! Bill, whispering to Fleur: Why am I yelling? Fleur: Dishes. Bill, to Victoire, Dominique & Louis: What's the matter with you?! You're practically adults! It's time to start acting like it! Bill, whispering to Fleur: Was that the general idea of what you're going for? Fleur: Yeah.

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nena-96 · 11 months

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Sharp

Microfic May 2023. Prompt-Sharp. Characters- Bill Weasley and Fleur Weasley. TW: mentions blood

A/N: Hello again :) , here's another microfic to share, I'll leave it below the line because of the first sentence contains the TW. Also, this microfic inspired me to write a Bill/Fleur fic about the aftermath of their wedding. So I’m excited to go into depth of their wedding.

The once beautiful buttercream wedding cake was now smeared with blood.

Everything was destroyed.

Fleur looked around with bloodshot eyes. “I- ”, she heard Bill begin.

“Non. Zis vil not be our only wedding”, she said with a sharp edge to her voice.

“Oui, mon amour”, Bill nodded.

“After ze war.”

#microficmay2023 #microfic may #Bleur #bill weasley #Fleur Weasley #bill x fleur #prompt: Sharp #Tw: mentions blood

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kachowblueninja · 9 months

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Bleur 🫶🫶 but I couldn't decide which bg I liked most, one matches Bill the other matches fleur

#harry potter #bill weasley #fleur delacour #fleur weasley #bleur

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simply-ellas-stuff · 2 years

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I haven't really posted about Harry Potter for a while, for obvious reasons.

But I just realized that Fred, George, Ron, Fleur, Hermione, and Mundungus all know what exact is... in Harry's pants. To put it politely. And because of them changing clothes all in the same room - it's entirely possible that everyone was treated to the image of Harry in women's underclothes. Thanks to Hermione and Fleur.

DID NO ONE THINK OF THE REPERCUSSIONS OF THE POLYJUICING INTO HARRY BESIDES THE THOUGHT OF DYING?!

#Harry Potter #Fred Weasley #George Weasley #Ron Weasley #Fleur Delacour #Fleur Weasley #Hermione Granger #mundungus fletcher

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