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De-Stress December ❄️ Day 3 ❄️ Holiday Music
Any Song
Any excuse to hold each other, to feel their magic and the music floating around them. They love the holidays.
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HP De-Stress Prompt 15 : Snowstorm
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Tom watched with a frustrated scowl as his son walked over and crawled up into Harriet’s nest.
Harriet helped her little one settle into the covers with her as he whimpered and spread himself across her, with his arms open wide to hug what he could of her belly.
The little boy’s face squished against the softness of his mother’s breasts.
“Did you have another nightmare, Gareth?” Harriet asked her toddler while she stroked the dark curls that he had inherited from his father.
Gareth nodded silently as Harriet bent forward and kissed his little head.
Tom and Harriet had welcomed Gareth, their firstborn, three years ago.
As much as Tom had doted on the boy, his feelings of jealousy had never fully left.
While they sat there, Tom lamented the realization that at that very moment, it should have been Harriet’s hand in his hair and her lips on him instead.
Tom looked forward to the birth of their daughter.
He was confident that with the addition of a small princess to their family, he may adjust better to sharing his wife.
“Why don’t you come over here with us, Daddy?” Harriet asked her alpha as she raised her stare up to meet his.
Tom blinked at them both for a moment before he climbed in behind Harriet and cradled his wife and son in his arms.
An hour later, the fire continued to crackle as the snow fell outside.
Gareth had fallen asleep on Harriet and Harriet slept on Tom, but he stayed wide awake as he admired his little family.
Tom Riddle bent down, pressed a kiss to his lover’s forehead, tousled his little boy’s hair, and gave Harriet’s belly a very gentle pat.
He may not have had the pleasure of enjoying Harriet as he wished that evening, but as he laid back to rest himself, he felt content.
At last, Tom Riddle had learned how to love.
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https://archiveofourown.org/works/35769550
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Day 1: Holiday Decorating
Every year, Luna sets out bowls of fresh fruit and sugar water along with a little card that reads, "For the nargles."
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HP De-stress December 2021
December tends to be a stressful month for a lot of people, so let’s try to de-stress and unwind with some laughter this year.
Join us for a low-key, no commitment Harry Potter fan creation event this December.
To participate:
Pick a prompt that you want to write/create for (you can do as many or as few as you’d like).
Make something!
Then, post anytime during the fest.
In keeping with the idea of de-stressing, this event is going to take an almost no rules approach. So, while you can approach this like a typical Flufftober or Kinktober challenge and post on the specific day, it’s not required.
Also, in that spirit, we are welcoming fan creations in all mediums.
No, seriously. As long as you can share it online, any medium will be welcomed. Fic, art, sketches, podfics, mood boards, lego art, photos of clay sculptures, or anything else that you can think up.
You want to make a sock puppet video for one of the prompts? Go for it! You want to create a lego scene and take some photos, also great! Basically, create in whatever way you find relaxing and fun!
Theme
Humor and lighthearted fun.
Humor, hijinks, fluff, silliness, and even wholesome and fun smut are all welcome. So bring us your “holiday parties gone wrong,” present-exchange mishaps, snowball fights, awkward and oblivious characters, and hot chocolates by the fire!
For more information on the rules and FAQs, see the Info page.
Dates
Starts: December 1, 2021 Ends: December 31, 2021 Collection closes: January 31, 2021 (for late submissions)AO3 Information
2021 Collection: HP_DeStressDecember_2021
AO3 Event and Collection Page
If you have any questions, send us an ask or contact one of the hosts, @manixzen and @withgreatelan, on Discord.
2021 Prompts
Day 1: Holiday Decorating
Day 2: Butterbeer
Day 3: Holiday Music
Day 4: Fireplace/Floo
Day 5: Holiday Shopping
Day 6: Holiday Cards
Day 7: Ice Skating
Day 8: Snowball Fights
Day 9: Christmas Tree
Day 10: Holiday Parties
Day 11: Fairy Lights
Day 12: Diagon Alley
Day 13: Secret Santa/White Elephant Exchange
Day 14: Mistletoe
Day 15: Snowed In/Snowstorm
Day 16: Candy Cane
Day 17: Scarves
Day 18: Hogsmeade
Day 19: Baking
Day 20: Christmas Break at Hogwarts
Day 21: Sleigh Ride
Day 22: Sledding
Day 23: Sweaters
Day 24: Family/Found-Family Dinner
Day 25: Presents
Day 26: Hot Chocolate
Day 27: Leftovers
Day 28: Fuzzy Socks
Day 29: It’s Cold Outside!
Day 30: Lazy Day Day
31: Ringing in the New Year
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“Wait, it isn’t midnight yet!”
“But Sev, I’m cold, you’re cold, and if it can be five o’clock somewhere at any time like your dad says, then it also has to be midnight somewhere else!”
A (slightly late?) entry to the Snolidays Week 4 prompt: “Anticipation” (I suppose it also falls under the @hpdestress prompt “ringing in the New Year”, but I’m not sure whether it is acceptable to combine prompts from different events). I found an old box of paints (manufactured some time between the late 50s and early 80s) which was great because fireworks should be colorful.
Well, Happy New Years/New Years Eve! Please be safe and responsible when celebrating, do not set a torch in a box of fireworks that is very dangerous (let us hope that Tuney’s just out of frame about to tackle Lily to the ground with that classic stop, drop, and roll maneuver she practiced with the Girl Guides).
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Pieces of a Puzzle
Day 23- sweaters @hpdestress
" Harry, have you seen my sweater Molly gave to me last Christmas?" Draco called from the bedroom while Harry was picking out his shoes for the dinner at the Weasley's.
" Should be in our closet " Harry replied back.
" I can't find it " He yelled back again.
Huffing Harry went to the bedroom to where Draco was standing in front of the closet finding the specific sweater.
" What does it look like ?" Harry asked
" It's a grey sweater with a DM over the front " Draco replied.
" I have never seen you wearing it, why now ?" Harry hummed as he knelt down looking for the sweater as well.
" I thought you know it's Christmas day, so let's wear what she gave me. It'll be like that I saved it for a special occasion, besides I think she'd feel good knowing I wore the sweater she knit me but it's nowhere to be seen " Draco replied.
" did you burn it ?" Harry joked but Draco didn't find it funny, obviously.
" Please Harry, I really want her to know that I care about her presents " Draco complained
" I'm sure you do, the broken vase stands in accord to that statement "
" I still have all it's pieces " Draco rolled his eyes at Harry
" and yet you never reparo it " Harry countered back
Draco hummed momentarily pausing his search" how come that never crossed my mind?"
Harry got up after that, exhaling harshly " It's not here "
" Where could it possibly be then ?" Draco whined
" I'm sure it must be somewhere but we don't have enough time to look for that sweater. Just wear any of them " Harry suggested
" But I wanted to wear her gifted sweater " Draco sighed taking a few steps back to sit on the bed.
Harry came and sat down next to him and took his hands in his own " If you don't wear her gifted sweater, she won't stop loving you Draco. She really really loves you alright and nothing can change that-"
" But-"
" No buts Draco- I know you want to show her that it matters to you and I know it does but losing that Sweater doesn't mean that, that sweater doesn't matter to you. Just wear any of them, she'll love it nonetheless" Harry smiled reassuringly at Draco.
Draco pursed his lips then smiled back, leaning his head on Harry's shoulder " I still wanted to wear her sweater "
"Then you can wear one of mine that she gave to me. I'm sure she would absolutely adore it " Harry smiled.
Draco nodded. He turned his head a little so his head was fitted in Harry's neck and softly kissed him there " I don't know what I'd do without you somedays "
" Absolutely terrible if I have to be honest "
Draco laughed shortly then was pulled up by Harry to get dressed.
They left the house in an hour and Draco as decided wore one of Harry's black sweater with small H's knitted all over. Upon reaching as usual they were engulfed into huge hugs and for an enormous amount of time until they would slightly push to breathe in properly.
When Draco was helping Molly after all the celebrations in the kitchen, she noticed his sweater and said " It looks way better than it did on Harry. I appreciate you wearing that"
" I love them. I wish I could wear these more often but I save these for occasions very special " Draco smiled at her.
" and this is a very special occasion ?" Molly asked
" Of course. You make it special "Draco smiled adoringly.
Molly's eyes filled with little tears due to the overwhelming moment and immediately hugged Draco " You are an absolute gem Draco Darling. Absolute gem"
Draco himself felt too overwhelmed and hugged her back " I love you Molly, I really do"
" Oh Draco-" she choked and hugged him tighter as her voice broke too " I love you too Darling, I love you too "
Little did they know Harry was watching them from the corner and smiling at the way the moment came into being. Harry knew what that affection meant to Draco. All his life Draco was suppressed of so many emotions, so many feelings that he wasn't able to express, love he didn't recieve the way he should've but him coming into the family had shown him ways to express his feelings more so than often and some turned into one of these beautiful moments. Draco finally felt loved and even though sometimes he doesn't admit it but falling in Love with Harry had made him fall in love with so many things that remained out of the count on fingers but he was so glad of that and Harry was even more proud of Draco.
The next morning when they woke up and checked under the Christmas tree of the Weasley house, Draco had received almost 10 gifts from Molly, all of them were the sweaters she might've knit overnight and having Draco's and Harry's initials. Draco had never felt so loved before in his life and he wept sitting there holding onto them tighter to his body enjoying the warmth of the sweaters.
" You like them?" He suddenly noticed Molly had came into the room and was watching him hold onto the sweaters.
Draco stood up and immediately hugged her for a very long time, no words spoken just the affection that developed in the moment. Molly herself didn't say anything but Just kept hugging him back the same way knowing that no words needed to be spoken, no sound had to be made to convey anything. It was only when Ron came into the room and joked about the universe probably imploding with so much love that they separated.
" I love them Molly, every single one of them " Draco said after a while.
Molly smiled in her acute, wide grin and sparkled eyes way that she does so often that said so many more things than the words that could've been spoken.
Harry had been leaning against the door the whole time and now finally he reached behind Draco and hugged him from the back when nobody was looking so they had their privacy " I was right, wasn't I ?"
But Draco didn't reply instead he kept smiling.
Harry, worrisome tried to catch a look on his face " Dray- baby- are you crying?"
" what- no -" he choked.
Harry chuckled behind him and hugged him even tighter, kissing the side of his neck " I'm so proud of you "
Draco hummed, snuggling himself into Harry's arms wiping the corner of his eyes " Thank you "
" For what ?" Harry asked smiling.
Draco only kept looking forward as the hustle in the house that started with Ginny who came into the kitchen with her flowy ginger hair and Ron's hands which roamed over the leftover cakes, Fleur who spoke posh-ly even yet, Arthur who came with his morning energy and his dad jokes, Hermione with her another day of helping Molly with the breakfast and the rest that fitted into the scene like the pieces of a puzzle.
" For this " Draco replied.
Harry looked forward to what Draco was watching and smiled himself. He was himself thankful for all of it and now he was even more happier to have shared this with someone he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. It all started with just a train compartment with a ginger head boy who was messy, shabby, a smile so keen and a heart of gold.
This was supposed to be yesterday's update
Day 22- Family trip gone wrong || Day 24- behind the bedroom doors
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HP/DRARRY Fic Fests 2021
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Appreciation Post (thedrarrylibrarian)
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Image description: an origami beer mug, sitting atop an origami book. The origami book has white pages and a beige cover with bits of a quote by Mark Twain seen written in red and black letters. The two origami objects are placed on a dark brown bookshelf, with the blurred background of the books in the shelf behind them.
This isn't a prompt fill per se, I was inspired by hpdestress December's second day prompt of butterbeer to make something for @thedrarrylibrarian. It reminded me of all the happy hour fic recs that they lovingly curate, so here's a smol origami gift for them. Thank you so much for taking the time to post thoughtful recs of fics you enjoy during happy hour and spreading the joy and love. We also appreciate all your time and effort that goes into compiling the 'holds' of fics!
Check out their happy hour fic recs here and rec lists here, and their latest Hanukkah fic rec list here!
Cheers to you @thedrarrylibrarian 🍻
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Christmas Break at Hogwarts
Written for @hpdestress.
Prompt: Christmas Break at Hogwarts
Summary: When Harry and Ron refuse to speak to Hermione, Fred and George keep her company.
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December 25, 1993
Hermione sat alone in the Common Room, knees pulled up to her chest as she stared into the fire. Her Ancient Runes textbook sat upon on the couch next to her, but she couldn't focus on it, so she'd shoved it to the side a long time ago.
"What are you doing down here by yourself, Granger?" George asked.
Hermione jumped, so lost in thought that she didn't hear him pop up behind her.
"Frighten easily, Hermione?" Fred said with amusement. He rounded the couch and picked up her forgotten book. "But yeah, why are you down here by yourself? And studying no less? It's Christmas. You should be having fun."
"I'm not studying, not really, anyway." She sighed and rested her chin on her knees.
Fred sat next to her, and George perched on the arm of the couch. "Where are Ron and Harry?" George asked.
"Upstairs, I think. They're avoiding me."
"What happened?"
She sighed again. "They're mad at me. Harry got a Firebolt from some anonymous person, and I thought it was suspicious. I thought it would be smart to alert McGonagall, but she confiscated it, and—"
"A Firebolt?" Fred interrupted. "And McGonagall confiscated it? No wonder they're both mad at you."
Hermione whipped her head toward him in time to see George elbow him and give him a pointed look.
"What?" He asked, glaring at him incredulously. "It's a Firebolt. Imagine how we'd do in the next match with Harry on a Firebolt."
She did her best to fix him with a glare, but she didn't quite have the energy. "If it were Ron, and a mass-murder was on the loose trying to kill him, and he received an anonymous broom, what would you do? Would you risk it and let him ride it—knowing it could be hexed by someone trying to kill him—or alert someone who can test it?"
Fred turned his head to look at her, and to his credit, he looked apologetic. "I guess that's a fair point."
"Yeah, Mum would kill us if we let him ride it. Harry, too, for that matter," George added.
"Exactly. But they don't see it that way," she said, trying and failing to keep her voice even.
Fred's face softened, and he shared a quick look with George before tentatively throwing an arm around her shoulder. She stiffened for a moment at the unusual gesture but relaxed, deciding it wasn't an unwelcome one.
"Buck up, Hermione," Fred said gently. "They won't be mad for long. Ron's never been mad at us for longer than a few days, and we've done way worse."
"Yeah, remember when you turned his teddy bear into a spider?" George laughed.
"Is that why he's terrified of spiders?" Hermione smacked Fred lightly in the stomach. "You two are the worst."
Fred jumped and protectively guarded at his stomach with his other arm. "I didn't do it on purpose! I was five, and he broke my toy broomstick. It was just some accidental magic."
"Well, I guess that's better, but still," she said as she fought a smile.
"The point is that if Ron can forgive me for giving him a lifelong case of arachnophobia, then he will forgive you for simply trying to protect your friend," Fred promised.
"And Harry isn't the type to hold a grudge for that long, either," George added.
Hermione sighed, then let herself give them a small smile. "Thanks, you two. I actually feel a bit better."
"No problem." Fred grinned and gave her a little squeeze before finally removing his arm from around her shoulders. He shared another look with George, who nodded as if they were having a silent conversation, then turned back to her. "Now, we were going to play a round of exploding snap, if you were interested."
Hermione's smile widened. She wasn't quite sure why Fred and George were being so nice to her all of a sudden. Maybe it was just the Christmas spirit, but she wasn't going to question it too much. "Yeah, that would be nice. Thank you."
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De-Stress December ❄️ Day 1 ❄️ Holiday Decorating
Good Enough
The boys attempt to decorate the flat for Christmas. Draco falls asleep. Their cat falls asleep. Harry decorates their cat and Draco, and watches the moon rise.
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Holiday fluff, day 1!!
To Close the Parting Year: After settling into a relationship and building a life together, Severus Snape and Tom Riddle close out their first year living by themselves in their cozy cottage. This is holiday fluff inspired by a month of daily prompts; click on the tag hp de-stress december to read on my blog - starting from the oldest to the newest.
Thanks to @hpdestress for putting out a really lovely list of prompts (and to @phantomato for pointing me to them). Ambitiously, I looked at them and decided I want to write for all of them! (We’ll see.)
Rating: General audiences Haha, it’s like I don’t know myself. This got explicit.
Warnings: None. This is lighthearted fluff. Still mostly fluff, but there are references to past violence/Death Eater shenanigans.
Pairings: Main pairing is Severus Snape/Tom Riddle. Background pairings include Lucius/Narcissa, Harry/Ginny, Hermione/Krum.
These drabbles take place in the universe of my long fic, The Secret of the Philosopher's Stone. Below is a short summary if you don’t want to read the whole thing to enjoy the holiday drabbles. Don’t read it if you don’t want spoilers for the ending of that fic.
In The Secret of the Philosopher's Stone, Severus and Tom (a no-Horcruxes, retired-Dark-Lord version of him) used to live in Malfoy Manor with Lucius, Narcissa, Draco, and Severus’s adopted son, Harry (who was renamed “Roger” and hidden from Dumbledore). When Roger finished school, Tom and Severus quit their day jobs and moved into their own little cottage.
The first wizarding war happened in this fic; the second did not. Tom is going by “Corvin Gaunt” and successfully survived Dumbledore’s attempts to accuse him of being Lord Voldemort. Tom lives (more or less) peacefully in wizarding society. Harry (aka Roger), the Malfoys, and many former Death Eaters know who Tom is, but most of wizarding society (for example, Minister for Magic Cornelius Fudge) did not take Dumbledore’s accusations seriously.
Roger is a professional Quidditch player and has been raised by Severus since the Halloween incident. No one except him and his adopted family - not even Dumbledore - have any idea he was the Boy Who Lived.
The fic ended in the summer of ‘98, and these drabbles take place during the month of December in the same year.
December 1, Holiday Decorating
"Which color do you like better, red or silver?"
"Hmmm?" Severus asked distractedly, glancing up from his writing for only a second.
His eyes had already returned to his journal when he did a double-take. Severus looked back up and blinked. "Tom! Where did you get those?"
Tom had a silly grin on his face and he was holding up what looked like yards of tinsel—red and silver. "Narcissa, of course."
Severus stared at Tom in concern. The Malfoys' Christmas decorations were always extremely expensive and ostentatious. Narcissa decorated the Manor beginning in mid-November, and ran the festivities like a drill sergeant. The tinsel Tom was holding was probably enchanted to sway and glint in time with live violinists, or something absurd like that, and could only have been hung in a certain manner on a certain wall—
"No," Severus said. "We are not—"
"Red and silver it is," Tom said triumphantly. And he disappeared through the door and around the corner.
Severus buried his face back in his journal. He was working on a potion to counteract the effects of dementors—had been working on it for five months now—and if he could only have more time to concentrate, uninterrupted—
A loud crash came from the other room.
It was no use.
Severus put down his journal, closed the reference books he'd been using, and went to investigate the source of the crash.
Tom was standing in the living room, amid the remains of an old vase and what seemed like acres of tinsel. The vase had been something Lucius pressed on Tom when Tom and Severus moved out of the Manor, and—in Severus's mind—no great loss. But Tom was looking a bit sheepish.
"I tried to enchant it," Tom admitted. "To play Chopin."
Severus stayed in the doorway, covered his mouth, hiding laughter. "Something you tried to enchant blew up on you?"
"Oh, hush," Tom huffed. "It's probably had hundreds of enchantments on it in its life. It's nothing I did wrong."
Tom waved his wand and the pieces of the vase flew into the bin in the corner of the room.
"It was ugly anyway," Severus said, putting his hand down now that he was only smiling rather than laughing. "So, are we decorating with just tinsel, or what?"
Tom flashed a grin at Severus, making Severus's heart skip a couple beats. "Oh, or what," he said meaningfully, and went to the side of the room where he had piled a few boxes. Severus came to his side as he opened them, and they peered into the boxes together.
"Ah," Severus observed. "Narcissa sent you last year's decorations when she bought new ones for this year."
Tom reached out and entwined his hand in Severus's. "You know, this is our cottage. We can use whichever ones we want, put them up wherever we want, and clash all the colors we like."
Severus laughed, and squeezed Tom's hand. "All right," he said. "You've convinced me. We'll make them as chaotic as possible."
"That's the holiday spirit," Tom said approvingly, and with a wave of his wand, upended all the boxes onto the floor.
It was chaos. And it was completely theirs.
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HP De-Stress Prompt 14: Mistletoe
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“What do you want, Malfoy?” Harriet snapped, “Am I forbidden to enjoy a moment alone?”
“I’ll leave you to yourself, Snape, don’t worry.” Draco grinned as he walked up to stand beside her. His grey stare was frigid as he stared down at Harriet, “I’ve only come to tell you something.”
Harriet looked up into Draco’s face and tried not to let herself be enticed by the beckoning, musky fragrance of his cologne while she spoke, “The war’s over…...Malfoy. What could you possibly have to tell me?”
In that silent moment, as they stared at each other, Draco felt a whisper of hope bloom in his soul.
As Harriet gazed into her enemy’s eyes, she found that her mouth became uncommonly and inexplicably dry.
Draco glanced down at Harriet's lips.
She gasped quietly as she realized that he didn’t intend to communicate with words.
A soft sound came from above their heads.
Draco and Harriet both looked up to see a sprig of mistletoe materialize at the center of the archway to hang over them encouragingly.
Draco’s gaze had never been as soft as it looked when his stare returned to her.
Harriet surprised herself by being the one to lean in first.
With a hint of nervous hesitation, their lips finally met.
Harriet groaned softly and placed her hand on Draco’s cheek as he let one of his palms settle on her waist while their lips brushed together.
Their kiss that had been sweet and innocent quickly turned dangerously full of hungry passion as Draco gripped Harriet’s hips in his hands and she cupped his face as she clutched onto him.....
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https://archiveofourown.org/works/35769103
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fairy lights
day eleven of @hpdestress
The fairy lights cast their bedroom in a dim glow as they lay atop each other, breathing synced, warm skin against skin. Outside, drops of ice string themselves across tree branches, cover pavement and beg for people to slip and fall.
Harry doesn't feel he has to worry, he's fallen enough times—every morning and every night—taken by surprise that he's able to love a man so beautiful and wonderous, and that he's loved in return.
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And we're off!
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HP De-stress December
Day 1: Holiday Decorating
AO3 Collection: HP_DeStressDecember_2021
https://archiveofourown.org/collections/HP_DeStressDecember_2021
#hp destress december#hp destress#hpdd21#hpdestress 2021#hp fest#hp fanfic#drarry#hp rare pair#wolfstar#snarry#hp next gen#dramione
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Two sets of footprints marred the snow on the way up the hill, all the way to the gigantic snowball perched precariously on the hilltop. One set of footprints went back down the hill and meandered nonchalantly back towards the castle.
Severus came sprinting back, like a rabbit pursued by hunting dogs, peppered with snowballs that had found their mark. If the boys pursuing him had been more observant they might have wondered why their prey turned and shouted “Clear!”, they might’ve noticed the X drawn in the snow beneath their feet, they might’ve noticed the massive snowball teetering over the ridge. It really is amazing the things people will miss when they’re entirely focused on something else.
I rather like the uniform worn by students at Christ’s Hospital, so I’m trying to come up with a Hogwarts uniform redesign inspired by those uniforms.
In response to the @hpdestress December prompt: “Snowball Fight”
#Severus Snape#Lily Evans#Remus Lupin#James Potter#Sirius Black#Peter Pettigrew#hp de-stress december 2021#my art
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🎄Holiday Rec: Boxes & Baubles
Snarry. Snegulus. Rated T. 2k.
Written for @hpdestress
Christmas trees over the first four (and a half) decades of Severus’ life.
danpuff notes: shameless self rec!
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