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lilbeanz · 5 months
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Part 4.
Draco Malfoy & the Golden Snidget.
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thecabinsixwitch · 1 year
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thinking about goblet of fire ron weasley. i swear i am fine
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blucrez · 10 months
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The Slytherin champion
Harry kept looking behind him. The old feeling that he was being watched was upon him. The maze was growing darker with every passing minute as the sky overhead deepened to navy.
HP & the Goblet of Fire (2000), Scholastic Press, p. 402
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ronsharry · 5 days
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shoulder-length messy black hair harry you will always be famous
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Hermione in GoF: hi guys what's your favorite colour I kidnapped Rita Skeeter when she was a beetle and put her in an indestructible jar so if she tries to transform back she would DIE anyways I prefer blue
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sawiet · 6 months
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it will always be funny how in fourth year draco walked around so handsome and elegant in a black suit and harry... puberty was too hard on him (it makes me laugh a hundred times funnier to think of draco being mad at himself for liking potter even with that awful haircut) 😭
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not-rab · 1 year
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Barty Crouch Jr 😭
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spectral-kitkat · 7 months
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The Slytherin students probably got the best view for the 2nd task in GoF now that I think about it.
All they needed to do was line some chairs up by the window since it looks out into the Black Lake and crack open the Bertie Botts.
Why go all the way to the podiums and stare at the surface of a lake for an hour when you can stay indoors and have a better view*
* I’m just guessing on that, I have no clue how far away from the castle (and the Slytherin common room) the mermaids are but they’ve got to have at least seen something out of the windows, right?
On another note: do you reckon they saw Gabrielle, Cho, Ron and Hermione being lowered down? Like 2 students were playing chess by the window when suddenly a redhead just sinks past them…
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adenei · 9 months
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Sparks Fly
Written for Microfic Mayhem! A good old GOF AU/Missing Moment (ish?)
Thank you @cruelsummer-ficfest for helping me find my writing groove again and hosting a FABULOUS fest
Song: Sparks Fly
Ship: Romione
Read on AO3
The way you move is like a full on rainstorm
And I'm a house of cards
You're the kind of reckless that should send me running
But I kinda know that I won't get far
“‘Next time there’s a ball, ask me before someone else does, and not as a last resort!’” 
Hermione brushes past Ron, heat rising in her cheeks and tears stinging her eyes. She only makes it a couple of steps before he grabs her by the arm and pulls her back. The room is starkly empty all of a sudden.
“Let me go, Ron,” she warns, but he doesn’t.
“You weren’t a last resort.” The words are barely audible. She wouldn’t have believed he actually spoke if she hadn’t seen his lips move.
“Oh, really?” She yanks her arm out of his grasp and steps forward so that they’re nose to nose again. “So, what? You just needed to ensure I was, in fact, a girl first?”
“I’m well aware you’re a girl,” he responds through gritted teeth.
And at that exact moment his eyes drift down, settling on the tiny bit of cleavage heaving up and down from her breathing before snapping back up to her face. Flattered as Hermione is, her nostrils flare and her cheeks flush with anger. “You have got to be kidding me.”
“What? No, I—” His ears are scarlet now and he steps back to shed the outer layer of his robes. “C’mon, Hermione. Trust me, I noticed.”
“Yes, well, don’t seem so shocked. I’m fully capable of wearing form-fitting clothes or undoing an extra button on my shirt. I just choose not to.”
“Why?” Ron’s eyes widen slightly, giving away that he didn’t mean to ask the question out loud.
Hermione sighs. “Because I’ll never be as desirable as Fleur or Lavender, so why bother trying?”
She’s not sure where the honesty comes from. It must be all the Butterbeer she’s had tonight that’s finally catching up to her.
“You’re clearly desirable. Viktor fucking Krum took you to the Yule Ball.”
“If only he were the one I wanted to go with,” she admits in a whisper.
Ron scoffs. “Yeah, right. Sure didn’t look like that in the Great Hall.”
“I’m not saying I had a horrible time,” Hermione snaps. “It’s just—” 
“Just what?”
I'm on my guard for the rest of the world
But with you, I know it's no good
She shudders, but doesn’t know if she can tell Ron. Sure, he’s her best friend, but admitting this would be a step too far. But he gives her that look and her heart melts a little more before the words come tumbling out. 
“I was having a good time until the end of the night. He tried to kiss me and I—I turned away.”
Ron balls his fists at his side. “He what?”
“No, no! He tried, but he didn’t. Being his date to the ball was one thing, but—I don’t know, I just couldn’t…he’s not who I wanted to share a first kiss with.”
Silence hangs thick and clouds the space between them until Ron finally speaks. His hands are no longer clenched and his jaw is more relaxed.
“You’ve thought about who you want to share a first kiss with?”
Hermione lets out a derisive laugh. “Of course I have! I am fifteen, you know. Even if I don’t always act like it…I would like the experience of kissing a boy at some point.”
“But you didn’t kiss Viktor.”
“I did not.”
“So who then?”
“I can’t say.”
“Can’t? Or won’t?”
“Can’t.” Her lip turns up into the slightest smirk, and perhaps it’s still the Butterbeer coursing through her veins, but she’s pretty sure the proximity to Ron is getting to her. That’s the reason she’s brave enough to say, “Rumor has it, he thinks I’m a nightmare.”
Their fingers brush and she hears a slight hitch in his throat and—did he just move closer? She’s so busy contemplating it that she almost misses his lips brush hers. It may not be a true kiss, but it’s pure heaven. Hermione closes her eyes and sparks fly, but before she can bask in the moment, it’s already gone.
“He definitely doesn’t.”
They remain frozen like that for a beat, and Hermione wishes he’d move back in and truly kiss her this time. Now that she’s had the smallest taste, she wants more.
But Ron pulls away instead. Running a hand through his hair, he grabs the discarded robe, and backs toward the boys’ staircase. Hermione is left reeling in the common room, frozen in place as she watches him leave. She leans on the back of the sofa for support, almost missing when Ron flashes a lopsided grin at her before disappearing up the staircase, and she’s left wondering if all of this is real.
Regardless of whether it did or didn’t, the question still remains:  Now what?
Gimme something that'll haunt me when you're not around
'Cause I see sparks fly, whenever you smile
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Harry, when Voldemort returns: Dear Tommy, Voldypants, Mortvolde…Didn't you know it's rude to just kidnap people like that? At least ask for permission first! But anyways…Wanna team up to end the shiny bumblebee for good? Then after we do that, we can just forget this fucking prophecy, which is honestly bullshit 'cause seriously? It was made by a drunk bug! Voldemort: *looking confused at his Death Eaters* Death Eaters: *looking confused at Harry* Pettigrew: Shiny bumblebee? Harry: Yeah, obviously. Voldemort: What even is a shiny bumblebee, Potter?! Harry: Well, Dumb-door, of course, Tommy. Voldemort: Dumbledore? Harry: Yeah, that's what I've been saying! So…Team up? Death Eaters: Voldemort: Harry: Come on, if you don't wanna verbally say yes, just untie me and we can start the planning. I'm a good actor, so I can pretend to be terrified so the Door won't be suspicious of us working together. But I wanna say that I wanna let my friends in the plan and a guarantee that ALL of you will leave them alone, the rest of the Wizarding World can burn for all that I care.
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lilbeanz · 1 month
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Hermione's canonically been at Grimmauld Place since the beginning of the summer holidays in OotP...
What about her pArEnTS???
She stays at the Burrow during GoF, doesn't go home for Christmas because of the Yule Ball, nor Easter, and then she goes to Grimmauld during the first 4 weeks of the summer hols to help make it more "habitable."
Like what?
I can understand the Weasleys being there, but with Hermione it just makes no sense! Girl, where are your parents?😭
No wonder she was so okay with Obliviating them in Deathly Hallows.
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Hermione: thank you, Rita. Your entire life is garbage 🙂
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risetherivermoon · 11 months
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Barty Crouch Junior's trial,
+ a version that isn't as dark
i love barty in aus and where he isn't a deatheater madman, but, canon barty still has a place in my heart...a very dark and cruel part, but still
he went crazy and a man can respect that
click for better quality!
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ruperts-cabaret · 4 months
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GOF Headcannon (Movie)
I read someone's headcannon on why, at least Ron and Harry, had longer hair in the 4th movie: They let their hair grow out after they met Sirius, thinking that it was cool. He inspired them.
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Reminder that Snape told a crying hermione who had been attacked by another student, that her inhumanly growing teeth (which was an effect of the spell) made no difference to her face and mocked her for something she was insecure about, and never punished the attacker
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sawiet · 5 months
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[the beginning of fourth year at hogwarts]
pansy: so... you still like potter even with that awful haircut?
draco: ...yeah
pancy: you're toast.
draco: exactly.
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