#gryffinfor

[fathermarty]

I Don't Wanna Be Your Friend ✰ Cedric Diggory

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Pairing: Cedric Diggory x Fem!Reader

Requested Anonymously: "hello! I was wondering if you could do a Cedric diggory x female reader fluff (they’ve been best friends for years) where they are studying by the black lake or any lake and then they start getting playful and teasing each other, so they eventually play fight their way into the lake (maybe Cedric throws her in after many times of telling her to join him in the water) and start being playful again until they realize the position they’re in and stare at each other realizing that they could be something more than just friends and then a sweet kiss (he holds her face) ensues :) and they ask each other out! a song inspired this but I forgot which one so if you have a song that can go with this lmk haha!"

Warning(s):

So I don't know if this is the song you were thinking of, but I for sure thought of "i wanna be your girlfriend" by girl in red when reading this request. I really hope you like it, xx.

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"Cedric would you just sit down?!" You playfully yell at your best friend who went from skipping rocks to throwing random twigs into the lake.

"Buy y/n/n! I want to go swimming, go swimming with me?" The smile on his face knocks the breath right out of you. Your heart swells at anything this boy does, but when he smiles it unlocks something else inside of you.

"Ced, I am in my school robes. I don't want to go into the lake!" You return to looking at your book, not being able to concentrate on the words in front of you because Cedric is staring at you.

"C'mon y/n, I promise the Black Lake won't eat you!" He teases you with a lazy smirk planted on your face.

"I'm not worried about the lake eating me! It is cold, and we don't have any towels to dry off."

"You're a party pooper, I will go swim by myself." Cedric takes off in a sprint towards the water. You smile at his retreating figure, thinking you are off the hook.

Oh were you wrong, you didn't even hear Cedric approach you, but when your book went flying you saw the boy in front of you with a mischievous smirk.

"Cedric Diggory! If you touch me while you are sopping wet I will bloody kill you!" You say slowly but with a smirk.

"I would love to see you try dove." Cedric grabs both your hands to pull you up from the ground.

You are smiling but also trying to resist him pulling you into the lake. "Y/n stop fighting!"

"NEVER!" At this Cedric picks you up bridal style and takes off to the lake. You stop fighting and instead brace yourself for the inevitable surrounding of water.

When Cedric reaches the water he takes a few steps in, and then turns around and trust falls into the water with you secured in his arms. Both of you come up, but now you are sitting in his lap. You both laugh and realize you are closer than expected.

Cedric cradles your face to wipe the mascara running down your cheeks. The gesture is so small, but monumental when realizing you both are looking into each other's eyes, holding your breath.

"I don't wanna be your friend, I want to kiss your lips," Cedric whispers, still cradling your face gently.

"What are you waiting for?" That is all Cedric needed to hear before he brought your face to his connecting your lips. You wrap your hands around his neck to pull him closer, wanting to be as close as you could to him. The kiss was so soft and spoke more for both of you than you could ever express. It was love, you both knew it, you both could feel it from the other.

You pull away, "I wanna kiss you until I lose my breath." Cedric smiles and places his forehead against yours.

"Oh, y/n, I believe I have fallen for you so deeply."

"Good thing Ced, I have loved you forever."

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Cedric is a dreamboat, he's so soft and sweet. Ugh I love him.

How did this turn out? Good, bad? It's my first time writing for Cedric, so I hope y'all love it. My request are open!! <3

#cedric diggory #cedric diggory x reader #cedric diggory x female reader #cedric diggory x you #golden trio era #hufflepuff #harry potter fan club #hogwarts #slytherin #gryffinfor #ravenclaw

[juicegarrethfizzy]

The Boys Series

I had a slight downgrade in my art and I apologize! :( I got sick and had to stop drawing for a while, but soon I'll bring more beautiful and more crafted arts!

#hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy fanart #ominis gaunt #sebastian sallow #slytherin #ominis x sebastian #amit thakkar #garreth weasley gryffinfor #hogwarts legay gryffindor #hogwarts legacy ravenclaw #leander prewett #everett clopton

[labyrinthhofmymind]

marlene: who was your first crush james?

james: umm…. remus.

sirius: WHAT

remus: WHAT

marlene: ok hold up a second. who here has also had a crush on remus?

lily: me

peter: …yeah

mary: have you seen his jawline?

barty: of course

evan: yup

regulus: duh

sirius: i mean obviously me but- WAIT REGGIE????

#remus is THAT bitch idc what anyone says #everyone had a crush on him actually fight me i know it’s true #remus lupin is the gryffinfor casanova #remus lupin #marauders quotes

[clowniebutt]

me after i found out my hogwarts house

#I FOJTB WNABBBE A GRYFFINFOR

[floswife]

𝗛𝗔𝗟𝗟𝗪𝗔𝗬 𝗞𝗜𝗦𝗦𝗘𝗦-𝗛𝗝𝗣 𝗫 𝗙𝗲𝗺!𝗢𝗖

Warnings: Fluff, Gaslighting, James possessing Harry

Pairing: Harry James Potter X Ravenclaw!OC

Author’s Note: Idk I just wrote this for me so it’s not really plot heavy, it’s set in fifth year but there’s not any mention of the DA or Umbitch

Summary: Juliette Rosewood, a Muggleborn Ravenclaw witch. She had never thought she’d me destined for much trouble, that was until a certain raven haired Gryffinfor decided to take a liking to her.

It was another day at Hogwarts and Juliette was late to Potions. Again.

But was it really her fault that the damned stairs moved randomly? She braced herself for a scolding, it was fifth year and her O.W.L.S were just around the corner, that and the fact that she wasn’t a Slytherin would surely lead to Snape ripping into her. A sure equation to a sizeable amount of points to be docked from her house.

She entered the classroom with her long dark curls flowing behind her in a frenzy, she frantically looked around the class for a free seat and saw that there was only one left next to Hogwarts’ resident celebrity/troublemaker, Harry Potter.

As Snape’s back was turned she crept to the seat, Harry giving her an amused look.

Snape turned around and his eyes immediately zeroed in on her, “Miss Rosewood, did you arrive just now?”

Juliette shrugged, “I was here this whole time sir. I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Harry stifled a laugh behind his palm.

Snaps narrowed his eyes, “You were late.”

Juliette feigned a look of offence, “That is a vile accusation sir.”

Snape visibly angered, “Alright, what is it that I was just talking about right now?”

“Draught of living death.” Harry murmured to her in a voice so low it was only audible to her from behind his palm.

“Draught of living death, sir.” She said with a sickly sweet smile before giving Harry a thankful look.

The rest of the class watched in amusement as Snape visibly questioned his sanity.

He turned to Harry who gave his best innocent look that almost made Juliette burst out in laughter, “Potter, tell me, was Miss Rosewood here this whole time?”

Harry nodded, “Yes she was sir, you should get Madam Pomfrey to check your memory.”

The whole class stifled a laugh as Snape turned red, “That won’t be needed. Everyone turn to page 177, I want a bottle of the draught of living death made by you and your seat partner on my desk by the end of this lesson or else detentions will be given.”

The whole class groaned and got the ingredients needed for the potion.

Juliette turned to Harry, “Thank you for that, by the way, you didn’t need to do that.”

Harry shrugged, “Anything to pull one over Snape, right?”

Juliette laughed in agreement, “seriously, I owe you one.” Harry smiled at her and the two spent the rest of the lesson laughing and teasing each other, talking about meaningless things and just enjoying each other’s company, surprisingly they even managed to get a decent draught of living death on Snape’s desk and didn’t get detention.

Oh how she’d regret those words.

Juliette was proud to have been named prefect of her house, both her parents were muggles and many didn’t expect much of her. However, when she received the letter and the shiny blue pin, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of fulfilment.

Now, as she did her nighttime patrols, she no longer felt that fulfilment but only an overwhelming sense of tiredness and boredom. Seriously, shouldn’t this be considered as child labour? Dumbledore ought to hire some more damned teachers.

The dulled haze she fell into as she trudged along the hallway, her wand alight making the portraits shout some rather rude things at her, fell once she heard hurried footsteps along the corridor she was in.

She laughed to herself at the poor soul running down this corridor, knowing it was a dead end.

She then saw a familiar head of raven hair and bright green eyes and round glasses and she forced herself to suppress a groan of frustration.

Does this boy ever have a normal day at Hogwarts?

Harry looked relieved to see her and stopped by her as she looked at him with wide eye, his cheeks were slightly flushed from the running as she looked up at him with an incredulous look on her face.

“Do you ever just… follow the rules?” She hissed at him, not even wanting to ask who he was running away from.

Harry feigned a look of deep though before nonchalantly shrugging, “No, I don’t think i do.”

She just rolled her eyes and she grew even more annoyed when she heard distance footsteps clattering after him and a distant, “Potter!”

Harry’s eyes widened and she gave him a deadpan stare, her eyes sleepy, “who was that and what did you do?”

He took in a sharp breath, “That would be some Slytherin prefect looking for an excuse to put me in detention, and as for what I did…” he trailed off before flashing a charming grin that affected her more than she would care to admit, “that’s on a need to know basis.”

Juliette pinched the bridge of her nose, evidently too tired to be dealing with this.

As the footsteps drew closer he visibly grew more panicked before turning to her, “you said you owe me right?”

Her brows knit together in confusion and before she could even open her mouth to speak, his arms had wrapped around her waist and pulled her flush against his body, his lips pressing against hers.

She gasped in surprise and kissed him back nonetheless, one hand cupped his jaw while the other loved to run through his messy raven locks.

The footsteps drew closer and then drew to a halt right before them, a gasp could be heard and then a rushed, “sorry.” Was muttered before the person ran off again.

It was then that Juliette pulled away from Harry, though still stayed in his arms, not quite ready to leave his warmth yet.

She knew that her face was probably bright red at that moment, feeling the hot blood pound in her ears. Harry had a dazed look on his face and a goofy grin spread across it.

Juliette smiled softly at him before realising that he had only kissed her to avoid detention, so she stepped out of his grasp.

Harry frowned slightly, his arms feeling empty without her.

“So, this makes us even now?” She gave him a small polite smile.

He blinked a few times, mouth opening and closing with no sound coming out, “Um yes of course! Brilliant.”

She hummed before giving him a pointed look, “now go straight back to your dorm before you kiss some other unsuspecting prefect.”

He blushed, giving her a bashful look, “I would never dream of it, only you get the privilege.”

Her heart sped up slightly at the words, “Goodnight then, you flirt.”

He chuckled, “Goodnight darling.”

#harry potter x reader #harry potter #harry potter fandom #harry james potter #hp fandom #harry potter fanfiction #harry potter fluff #harry potter fic #hp fanfcition #hp fic #harry potter fanfic #harry james potter x reader #harry potter x oc #harry potter x fem!reader #daniel radcliffe #ravenclaw #ravenclaw oc #ravenclaw x gryffindor #daniel radcliffe x reader #daniel radcliffe gif #order of the phoenix #hjp #fem oc #hogwarts aesthetic #hogwarts houses #tooth rotting fluff #idiots being idiots #idiots to lovers #wizard #wizarding world

[nikolai-alexi]

the night before sirius graduates hogwarts and joins the order in the war, he goes to the astronomy tower for the first time since his fifth year when they dropped the course. he doesn’t really know why he goes, but something drives his feet away from the gryffinfor common room, away from his friends and the booze they shouldn’t have and the record player moony enchanted. he’s not sure why he’s walking up the steps to the tower, but he is.

when he gets to the top, he almost immediately turns around and walks away. surely there must be something wrong with this inner drive to come here. because he doesn’t need the person leaning against the handrail to turn around to know exactly who it is. and he’s not looking for a fight tonight, not now.

so he goes to turn away. goes to leave. to close this heavy wooden door between himself and regulus for what feels like a final time.

“sirius,”

regulus doesn’t call out. he doesn’t yell his name. hell, he barely whispers it. but sirius has always been more attuned to regulus than anyone else. regulus doesn’t have to say a word for sirius to head him shout. he takes his hand off the door handle and turns around. regulus isn’t looking at him.

“regulus,”

regulus says nothing, doesn’t turn to face him, nor does he seem to breathe into the silence between them. that inner drive tells sirius to walk forward. he does.

he walks until he stands beside regulus at the handrail, this is the closest they’ve been to one another since that night two years ago. this is the closest they’ve been to one another in two years and yet sirius can’t ever remember feeling as far away from him as he does now.

“when did you know it was time to let go?” regulus asks after the silence stretches taut between them.

sirius blinks, not really understanding the question but feeling the importance of them. he doesn’t know if regulus is asking about their parents or their expectations as house of black heirs or any number of things really, but he searches for an answer that could satisfy any of them. he doesn’t answer for a long time.

“i think,” he unexpectedly gets choked up, “i think i realised it was time to let go when holding on didn’t do a damn thing for either of us anymore.”

he contemplates his own answer for a while before continuing, “there’s not a single thing i wouldn’t have done for you, regulus. if you’d asked me to stay, i would have. if you’d asked me to take you with me, i would have. but you made my choice for me, and while there’s not a day that goes by where I’m not grateful that you pushed me through that fireplace because I’m sure she would have killed me if you hadn’t, you poured wax down the fraying rope i was trying to hold onto. you stayed and came out the other side. you didn’t need me anymore, and i found that i needed myself.”

regulus stays still as stone, not moving, not breathing, he just stays frozen, before abruptly turning away. but this time, sirius is the one who speaks before he can leave.

“regulus,”

regulus pauses at the door, hand poised over the door handle and does not turn.

sirius doesn’t turn from the handrail.

“letting go doesn’t mean i ever stopped lov—“ he can’t force the word through his teeth, “it doesn’t mean i ever stopped caring about you.”

sirius pretends he doesn’t hear the sigh that leaves regulus’s lips as he leaves the tower.

a year later in the height of the war, sirius wakes in the middle of a cold december night with the voice of his brother echoing in his head. he can’t make out the words of what he’s saying — regulus’s words are garbled and muffled, making sense of them is like trying to hear under water. he wonders if maybe it’s a sign. maybe he ought to try and…he doesn’t even know what. sway him to the order? make amends in the middle of the war? fat chance of that. he falls back asleep with a chuckle at the absurdity of the thought.

a week later the daily prophet announces that his baby brother is dead.

and suddenly, he hears the words from his dream clear as a mourning dove’s cry.

“it’s time to let go now.”

#regulus black #marauders era #sirius black #black brothers angst #main character death #the black siblings #dead gay wizards from the 70s #dead gay wizards #the marauders era #the marauders #‘how do you know it’s time to go?’ #‘you don’t. you just go.’ #ignore me I’m just projecting

[mydarlingdearestdead]

Like I know

Inspired by this video by @/p4perback on Instagram and Tiktok

Sirius couldn't believe he did it.

Remus was looking right through him, fingers pressed softly to his lips.

There will never be a perfect time. James had said.

Sirius hadn't believed him.

It'll come, Prongs! He assured him. And I'll know it when it does.

Sirius couldn't believe he did it.

The time hadn't come and yet-

"I didn't mean to-" He burst out.

"Kiss me?" Remus cut in absently, intently studying the ancient, peeling wallpaper of Gryffinfor Common Room.

Sirius nodded mutely. He watched as Remus' gaze became glassy, as his lips tugged into some kind of vague grin. Nothing like his usual, reserved smile.

"Well I did." Sirius said suddenly. Remus met his eye now. "But I never thought it would- that you would-" He groaned, pressing the heels of his hands into his eyes. "Remus-"

#wolfstar #remus probably kissed him #idk #im too tired to think #remus lupin #sirius black #sirius x lupin #sirius black x remus lupin #remus loves sirius #fuck jk rowling #fuck jkr #writing #marauders #marauders era #regulus black #james potter #hp

[sofoulandfairaday]

It makes me laugh so. hard. when people write Gryffinfor!Draco fanfics and he becomes bffs with the golden trio and is the fourth goody-two-shoes protagonist of the series.

No, you idiots, he's lucius and narcissa's son, he'd be just like sirius was: a bully. The GT would hate him and the feeling would be mutual: he would refuse to talk to hermione and ron which means harry would refuse to be civil with him. and this would go on at least until 5th year.

#draco #draco malfoy #gryffindor #slytherin #sirius black #hermione granger #harry potter #ron weasley

[madhatterbri]

Bigger Than Quidditch | O.W.

Much love to the owner of the GIF. He is so unbelievably attractive. 🤌

"Now captains, shake hands. I expect no rule breaking. Respect each other and the game. I know how you two can be," Madam Hooch announced to the Gryffindor and Ravenclaw Quidditch captain. She looked at the female captain pointedly. Two seventh year students stood across from each other. The determination in their faces said it all. They wanted to beat the other and they would stop at nothing.

The red-head Ravenclaw captain scoffed. The brunette male in front of her smirked and winked at her. Madam Hooch always favored him over his opponent. He just had to play it up a bit. He reached out his hand for her to take.

"Come on, Ryan. Lets put our differences aside and shake hands. This game that we love so much deserves our full respect," he reminded and reached his hand out further. Eve smiled briefly and gripped his hand roughly. She crushed his fingers in her grip. Her nails digging in the side of his palm. Their arms moving roughly in the handshake. Oliver grimaced in pain, but didn't dare say a word.

"You are right. Good game, Wood,"

"I hope you have that same grip on the quaffle while my chasers fly circles around you," Oliver warned. He looked up at his teammates.

"Those little girls won't make a single point off us," she mused. "Besides, I ran the math. It is statistically impossible for you guys to beat us,"

"Enough the both of you. Now join your respective teams and we'll start the match," Madam Pomfrey yelled and threw her hands in the air in annoyance. She was secretly grateful that this was their last year at Hogwarts.

Eve straddled her broom and flew to her teammates. She stared at Oliver from across the field. He flew to stand guard of the rings. His brown hair blew slightly from the wind. The red and yellow colored uniform didn't do much for him, but he was still one of the better looking boys in their year.

"Ten points for Gryffindor!" A voice called out in the stadium.

What?

Eve looked around confused. The lousy Gryffindor chasers must have used her being distracted as an advantage. Ten points wasn't going to make a difference. She knew her seeker would find the snitch before theirs.

"Oi! Ryan! Look alive, ya?" One of her chasers yelled. She simply nodded and flew around to chase the quaffle.

As expected, the game was long and brutal. The weather changed from bright and sunny to heavy rain and thunder. There was barely any visibility on the pitch. The players could barely keep their grip on the quaffle. Bludgers were hard to miss with the darkness.

Eve shoved one of the Gryffindor Chasers and grabbed the quaffle from their hands. Feeling victorious, she decided to fly towards the Gryffinfor goal posts. A huge smile was plastered on her face. Any day she could score against Wood was a good day. Her obsession with being better than the other captain caused her to become unaware of the happenings around her.

"Eve, watch out!" Another one of her teammates yelled. His hands blocked his mouth at the collision that was about to happen before him. A bludger was racing towards his captain. Eve stopped and turned her head. The bludger rushed towards her. She tried to move out of the way, but the bludger smacked the back of her head. A piercing scream filled the stadium.

Eve tried to continue flying. Her world started to get blurry. The quaffle was the first to fall out of her hands. The world around her started to turn black. She tried to fly but felt herself losing consciousness.

"Eve!" She heard a Scottish voice yell before everything turned to black.

One week. That was how long it took for her to wake up. Her eyes remained closed as she listened to her surroundings. It was strangely quiet, yet the sickly smell of potions danced with her nose. She reasoned it was dark based on the sun not shining on her. She felt someone rubbing their thumb on her hand.

"Oliver, what are you doing here?" The voice of Penelope Clearwater asked softly. The contact on her hand suddenly disappeared. Eve's clouded mind tried to fathom the reasoning behind his visit. Maybe he felt responsible since one of his beaters caused this.

"Oh, erm, I," he stammered nervously. "I wanted to make sure she was okay. I can't continue to beat her if she's dead,"

"Madam Pomfrey told you she was going to wake up. She's stubborn, Oliver. She'll wake up when she is good and ready,"

"Yeah, I... I know it's just,"

"Have you told your feelings for her?" She asked.

Feelings?

Eve felt her face start to blush. Her heart pounded wildly. She felt like she was on cloud nine. The going back and forth between each other maybe made sense.

"I dont want to ruin what we have," he confessed. "I think she genuinely hates me,"

Eve started to stir. She had to see it to believe it. Oliver Wood was actually visiting her. Hurried footsteps away from her room caused disappointment. Before her stood her best friend, Penelope Clearwater.

"Who were you talking to?" Eve asked and looked around the room.

"No one. I just got here. I think you are imagining things," Penelope lied. She was a terrible liar. Her face turned a bright red and she appeared nervous. Her eyes looked at everything else besides Eve.

"Did we at least win?" Eve asked.

"The game was called off,"

"Why? You can't cancel Quidditch,"

You fell off your broom and Oliver caught you before you went splat on the floor," Penelope answered. Eve felt that same fluttering in her stomach.

"Oh. I should thank him for that,"

"For Merlin's sake, Eve, you know he loves you," her friend snapped at her. Eve opened her mouth to say something sarcastic but knew better. She remained quiet and let her friend talk. "And I know you love him too. Just talk to him when you can. Glad you feel better,"

In an instant, there was silence once more.

Eve was stuck in her thoughts the rest of the her stay in the Hospital Wing. Madam Pomfrey took extra precautions before allowing her to leave. She tried to meet up with Oliver, but she was buried in homework. Eve was finally able to catch up to him in the Astronomy Tower. Professor Sinistra gave them a late night project.

"Fancy meeting you here," Oliver smiled and sat next to her. "I've been wondering when you and I can have one of our lovely chats,"

"I'm glad to see you too," she reciprocated the sentiment. He looked at her confhsed. "I wanted to thank you for catching me before the whole school was covered with my brains,"

Oliver snorted. "Can't rub it in your face how my team beats you every year if you're dead... What are we supposed to be looking at anyways?"

"The planet Venus,"

"She seems pretty. Wonder what she looks like on the surface," Oliver questioned while admiring the planet.

"Inhospitable and toxic,"

"Sounds like someone else I know," he joked. Eve rolled her eyes yet laughed. He could really be funny when he wanted to.

"Oliver, have you ever thought about us? Like together?"

"Like on the same Quidditch team? I don't know if you could get used to winning. You know-"

Eve pressed her lips on to his. He leaned into the kiss. His eyes closed. "I think Venus may just be my new favorite planet,"

#fanfiction #harry potter #imagine #love #oliver wood fanfiction #oliver wood #original character #quidditch

[siriuslydeadinside]

I'm all for the slytherin/gryffinfor dynamic that has developed in this Fandom for dorlene but dorcas meadows will always and forever be a ravenclaw in my mind, and nothing will change that

#dorlene #marlene mckinnon #dorcas meadows #wlw #my wives

[animefankotaro]

Trans Sirius Black

Sirius Black was nervous when he waited for his envelope to Hogwarts. He was walking back and worth by the door waiting for the owl to arrive. Sirius had decided to be male not to long ago. It was an issue he had been dealing with for a while. But he loved he was living as a boy now. Most of his family was not supportive. Both of them had disowned him. While it was mostly due to him being seen as a traitor they didn't take his transition well either. They both saw it as a phase. Both of them even hoped someone should whip him into shape. Bellatrix made fun of him every chance she got and Lucius just sneered. His brother Regulus took it rather well. While he thought it was weird at first he did try to name him correctly and use the right pronouns. He messed up from time to time often just shaking it off but got better over time. Andromeda took it best. She was rather supportive from the beginning even defending him from the rest of his family. He heard something drop by the door. There it was; his letter. His hands shook as he held it in his hands. Slowly he opened it and took the letter out. With a deep breath and a moments silence he looked at the letter.

“Dear Mr. Sirius Black. We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted into Hogwarts School for Watercraft and Wizardry.”

He stood for a moment just looking at it dumbfounded. There it was in ink. The same he has chosen for himself. A smile appeared on his face and he jumped.

“Yes!” He danced a little knowing it was right.

“What the hell are you doing?” His father Orion asked.

“My name is here. My real name. The one I choose.” He smiled.

“When will you get over this dumb fantasy of yours?” He glared at Sirius. Sirius tried to ignore him. Walburga snorted.

“As long has he's gone for most of the year what do I care. He's out of our hair now.”

“Oh.” Orion said. “And you better get into Slytherin. It will be your last chance to be a part of his family.” He and his wife walked away leaving Sirius alone.

At last he was at Hogwarts. He was standing in a group with other first years who would get sorted.

“Welcome to Hogwarts, everyone.” McGonagall said. “When I call your name your will step forward, sit here and I will place the hat on your head. After that you will be placed into your house.” Everyone started talking. Not to long after that she called for Sirius.

“Sirius Black.” Sirius walked up and sat on the stool. Just as she did he heard a voice.

“A Black, huh?” The hat said. “Yes. I've had members of your family before. All Slytherin. I'm sure that's were you want to be placed too.”

“Actually no, sir. I feel like I don't belong in Slytherin. I disagree with my family. In fact they hate me. I'd like to be placed anywhere but there.”

“I see. Sirius; you choose that name yourself, yes?”

“I did. I was born female but I know I'm really male. I had to tell my family and they didn't they it well. But I had to so I could become me. They bullied me but that won't stop me. I'm Sirius.” The hat nodded.

“I see. There is only one place for you..” The hat then said loudly “GRYFFINDOR!” The Gryffinfor table clapped as he took his seat. Most of the Slytherins were glaring at him. In short time be made friends with three other boys. James Potter, Remus Lupin, and Peter Pettigrew. They called themselves the Marauders. They even had nicknames. James was Prongs, Remus was Moony, Peter was Wormtail, and Sirius was Padfoot. Overtime Sirius knew he had to tell them. He told them to visit him in the Common Room at Midnight when he knew the time had come.

“So why did you summon us here?” James asked. Sirius looked at all of them a moment.

“I'm sure I can tell a secret to all of you guys?”

“Of course.” James smiled.

“You have our word.” Remus replied.

“Not a soul.” Peter nodded. Sirius nodded as well.

“As you knew I'm seen as the blacksheep of the family due to being sorted into Gryffindor and not agreeing with my family.” They all nodded. “There's another reason. I was born female.” He stopped and took a breath. “I didn't transition until just a little before leaving for Hogwarts. My family despised it. While they didn't stop me they were also glad to get rid of me for the year. They even disowned me. Despite my body being female I am a male in mind and soul. I hope to use magic to change my body one day. Dumbledore and McGonagall said they would help. But I'm a guy no matter what.” Sirius stopped. He excepted them to leave which means he would have no friends. Instead James put a hand on his shoulder with a smile. Remus did the same on the other Peter put his hand on his knee.

“You guys don't mind?”

“After everything we've been though. We would be crazy to abandon you.” James said.

“You've been Sirius to us this long so I don't see a reason to not see it now.” Remus patted his shoulder.

“”You're Sirius and that's all that matters.” Peter smiled.

“You guys are the best friends I could ask for.”

A few years later Remus would end up getting bitten by a werewolf. All the boys decided to become animagus's. James was a stag, Sirius was a wolf, and Peter was a rat. Sirius let Remus know he would be there for him.

“I know what it's like, Remus.” Sirius said. “To be different. I want you to know I'll be here for you. For better or for worse. If you ever need to talk to me then you can. We can talk together.

“Thank you, Sirius. Ever since the incident things have been terrible. Dumbledore has been great but living in that shack is horrible and some people who know are scared of me. I'm lucky to have you as a friend.”

Several years after school the worst happened. James and Lily were killed, Peter was a traitor, and Sirius was arrested and sent to Azkabam. For 12 years he rotted there only wanting to see his godson. Eventually he did see him again though. He looked so much like James; but he had his mothers eyes. One of the last time he saw him he told him his secret.

“So you were born female but now you're male.” Harry asked.

“Yes. I hope it's not confusing.”

“Sirius, since I was 11 years old I've ridden a broomstick, done magic tricks, was almost killed by a man with two faces, fought Voldemorts memory, learned I can talk to snakes, rode a beast named Buckbeak, fought in a tournament, and met two men who can turn into a werewolf and a wolf. Nothing is weird anymore.

“Point taken.” Sirius laughed.

#Harry Potter #sirius black #james potter #remus lupin #peter pettigrew #hogwarts #Headcanon #trans #trans boy #ftm trans #oneshot #Gryffindor #transgender #marauders

[fancymagicjellyfish]

Antonin Dolohov || 23 de julio de 1961 (24 años) || Soltero || Es diplomático en el Ministerio de Magia || Su alianza es hacia Lord Voldemort y es mortífago || Ex Slytherin || sangre pura || su juego favorito es el ajedrez mágico || Lo que más le gusta son los juegos de mesa y aprender del mundo muggle || Lo que menos le gusta es la oposición a Lord Voldemort.

Biografía:

Nació en una familia de sangre pura, se cree que sus orígenes son búlgaros más no se sabe con exactitud ya que toda su familia desde épocas remotas está establecida en Gales.

Su familia lo crió enseñándole la importancia de que la sangre de los magos se mantuviera pura. La gran mayoría de su familia se dedicaba a profesiones dentro del gobierno u orientadas a las letras, más también tenía parientes que se dedicaban a cosas ilegales.

Desde pequeño casi siempre se encontraba viajando, más específico en barco porque sus padres tienen una gran cadena de barcos mágicos para el uso de magos y brujas de alto rango económico.

Desde un principio, Dolohov demostró su inclinación por las Artes Oscuras puesto que a una edad temprana demostró un talento innato para la magia oscura, atacando con ellas normalmente a alumnos de la casa Gryffindor y jactándose por todos lados de su intención de unirse a los Mortífagos, liderados por lord Voldemort, para acabar con los nacidos de muggles y tan erróneo no estuvo pues después fue reclutado.

Su vida como estudiante en Hogwarts, fue tranquila hablando desde un punto de vista de un Slytherin. El estudio siempre fue un punto fuerte para él por lo que no le costaba nada de trabajo aprobar sus clases, más no era de fanfarronear así que tampoco buscaba ser el mejor de la clase. Lo que él quería es tener conocimiento para su yo futuro.

No fue grosero con sus compañeros mestizos o nacidos muggles, no cree que deban estar en su mundo pero si no le atacan directamente o se oponen a sus ideas él no tiene porqué atacarlos, así que se llevaba muy bien con Hufflepuff y Ravenclaw. Los alumnos de Gryffinfor siempre le parecieron provocativos y ruidosos, sin embargo si alguno de ellos tenía una conversación civilizada no había necesidad de molestarle.

Al salir de la escuela se fue a Londres a una facultad de magia para posteriormente entrar al Ministerio de Magia y unirse a las filas de Lord Voldemort.

Personalidad:

Antonin Dolohov es un individuo profundamente enraizado en sus creencias y convicciones. Su lealtad a la causa de los mortífagos es absoluta, y está convencido de la superioridad de la sangre pura sobre los sangre sucia. Esta creencia en la supremacía de la sangre mágica lo lleva a despreciar a aquellos que no comparten su linaje, y a menudo muestra un desdén despiadado hacia ellos si son muy vocales a oponerse a Voldemort, sin embargo no ataca sin razón. A pesar se su desprecio por los nacidos de muggles es capaz de mantener conversaciones con ellos más tratándose de muggles ajenos al mundo mágico.

Así como es leal con la causa de los mortífagos lo es con su familia y amigos, podría decirse que todo un amor con ellos (obviamente todos de linaje puro).

También es bastante tranquilo y no se enoja con frecuencia. Respeta a sus enemigos como se debe, sabe apreciar el conocimiento y reconocer las habilidades de una persona. Es muy manipulador cuando es necesario. Conoce y comprende a las personas y sabe cómo presionar los botones correctos para lograr que hagan lo que él quiere. Sin embargo, a pesar de comprender lo que motiva a las personas, no parece ser capaz de socializar muy bien ya que casi siempre espera que se le acerquen a él.

Es muy educado, incluso con quienes tiene discusiones. Es un estratega astuto y táctico, capaz de planificar meticulosamente sus acciones para lograr sus objetivos. Se siente atraído por la inteligencia más que la belleza o el poder.

Información en general:

Ama los juegos de mesa, en especial el ajedrez mágico siendo campeón en muchos torneos. Otro de sus hobbies favoritos es la lectura de libros y cartas náuticas.

Desde su estancia en Hogwarts desarrolló interés por el mundo muggle y aunque es de ideas puristas, se ha centrado mucho en el estudio del mismo desarrollando un basto conocimiento de muggles, que al final le ha servido para infiltrarse. Además de utilizarlo a su favor lo encuentra fascinante pero primitivo y considera que los muggles deberían quedarse en su curioso mundo y dejar el suyo.

En sus días de Hogwarts ayudaba a sus amigos o compañeros de casa en los estudios en incluso era capaz de dejarse copiar para que aprobaran la clase.

Es fiel a Voldemort, no tanto como Bellatrix y Rodolphus Lestrange, con quienes comparte una estrecha amistad.

Últimamente padece de insomnio por estar siempre alerta en caso de que se le requiera o por algún futuro ataque sorpresa por la parte contraria a su causa.

#info ♟️ ~ antonin dolohov #personajes 🐟 • ooc

[juicegarrethfizzy]

today we have Garreth Weasley 😎

#hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy fanart #garreth weasley #hogwarts legacy garreth #garreth weasley x mc #garreth weasley x reader #hphl #hogwarts legacy gryffindor #gryffindor #garreth weasley gryffinfor

[tgyverse]

estás en territorio de guerra, edric brown. anchoa, tu aplicación ha sido aceptada. esperamos que disfrutes tu estancia, ¡gracias por tu interés!

― edric brown (él/suyo) nació el 24 de noviembre 1959 (26 años) y trabaja en una librería muggle. su alianza se fija hacia la orden del fénix. formó parte de gryffinfor, es sangre pura, y se encuentra casado con darcy brown. es un personaje semi canon y se parece a gavin leatherwood. escrito por anchoa (ella/suya, 28, méxico).

#* aplicación aceptada.

[scarletnyt2011]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Loungefly Gryffinfor bag & free bracelet used.

[lovejere]

haven't even written jere yet , but him in a hogwarts verse being a gryffinfor or hufflepuff and moving from ilvermorny to hogwarts to have a fresh start after his moms passing !!!!

#this is what i get for binge watching hp. #but also anti jk obvi. #he'd be the pretiest boy who joins the quidditch team. #v charmismatic winning people over.