#lightning era hp

[fangisms]

rubbish and the weather

A/N: my first hp universe fic 🥺 i hope somebody enjoys this because i LOVE neville and i LOVE friends to lovers tropes

Pairings: Neville Longbottom x Fem!Reader

Summary: Neville is hiding two things from you: the chest under his bed and his affections for you. 1.5k words

Warnings: fluff, face kisses, friendly teasing/bullying, SICKENING pining, neville being borderline creepy but in a sweet way, cursing, friends to… lovers?

"'Some have begun to question whether or not the Sorting Hat even exists'. Oh, be serious, there's no way anyone would believe this rubbish"—you toss the flimsy tabloid to the foot of the bed, nearly pelting Neville with the busily patterned cover—"Now, if they'd asked, does the Sorting Hat actually sort... well, then I'd have to think about it."

"If you think it's rubbish, then why are you subscribed?"

He doesn't even have to glance up from his almanac to know you're glaring holes through his skull. And you don't have to see the other side of his skull to know that he's borderline laughing at you.

"Oh, and I'm sure what you're reading is much more enlightening. What is this?"—You snatch the thin booklet from his lap, illuminating the soft yellow cover under your suddenly glowing wand—"Last year's Farmers' Almanac?"

"Give me that—I'm trying to follow weather patterns to understand what crops might attract juvenile basilisks to common gardens in order to decrease slug attacks on spring harvests. Are you even listening?" he whines, smacking your calf with the booklet as you reach for a worn quill and a shred of parchment.

"Mhm! Baby basilisks, slug attacks, harvests, got it!" you coo, scribbling across the paper flattened against the headboard of his bed.

"What are you doing?"

"Nothing, plant boy! Go back to reading."

"Actually, I prefer plantsman, thank you very much."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever you say, plant boy."

He turns his back to you again, sitting criss-cross on the edge of the bed, hunched over as he scans the pages for keywords and uncommon patterns.

You shift across the bed, draping one arm over Neville's shoulder and dropping the slip of paper into his lap. Your head rests on his other shoulder while he picks at the edges of the piece and ignores the fire in his face.

"For me?" he says, holding it in his palms like it could rip at any second. Like he'll blink and it'll turn to shreds in his fingers.

"It's your little basilisk"—you run your fingertip along the bottom corner where a tiny, overly worried snake sits looking up at a gigantic slug with sharp teeth that towers over him and his tomato plant—"I don't know how he's going to defend his crops this spring."

You blow a puff of air against the back of his neck, chuckling when he startles and slips the comic into the breast pocket of his pajamas.

"So you were listening after all," he teases, turning over his shoulder to find you splayed out across the bed, face buried in his pillows, arms outstretched like you're reaching for something. He wants to reach back. He wants this kind of view for the rest of his life, if only from afar.

You mumble something into the fluff and shriek when he grabs for your ankle.

"Can't hear all your whining through the bedding."

When you look at him, he thinks he could die. Your eyes sparkle in the dim and awfully warm lightning. If he's lucky, you'll brush off all of his feverish blushing as some sort of medical condition. But he's never been very lucky which is why he reaches for the back of his neck when you grin and roll over.

"I wasn't whining, I was saying—"

Light floods the room as the door flaps open to a few familiar faces that look like they've seen a ghost. You spring out of Neville's bed and gather your supplies. He feels a buzzing in his palms that begs him to beg you to stay. But it's against the rules. Even more so than your presence alone in the boys' dorms.

"I guess that's my cue to leave," you chirp, saluting to the quartet of boys shuffling through the doorway with wide eyes and shy smiles.

"Goodnight, Neville."

You kiss his cheek, patting his shoulder and flitting back through the door with one last wave. Neville sighs and tosses his almanac aside, swinging his legs off the side of the bed before he hears a chorus of high-pitched teasing:

"Goodnight, Neville! I love you, Neville!" Not to mention the kissing sounds and squeaky sighs from the group of Gryffindor imbeciles.

He would never admit it out loud, but even imagining you professing your love for him gives him butterflies. His heart races at the thought of your voice wrapped around the sweet words, your lips forming the dewy syllables just right. But he rolls his eyes and groans, settling across his mattress and forgetting the drawing in his pocket.

...

You'd been wandering around the boys' dormitories in your house sweater, humming the song that played in the pub down the road. Usually you invade Neville's space to study or catch up on tabloids, but tonight you're restless. His quill is flicking away at a sheet of classwork he forgot about until the last minute.

As you press your fingertips to each quilt stitch and dresser decoration, you notice a piece of metal gleaming at you from underneath his bed. A sharp corner protrudes from the edge; it belongs to a small brown leather chest buckled in brass and blooming with rust.

"What's this?" you coo, holding the chest across both of your palms, nudging his calf with your foot and grinning mischievously down at him. And he looks genuinely scared. Pale as a ghost and scrambling after you as you take off across the room with elated giggles and chirps.

"No—no! Give that back, it's personal!" he whines, panting as you bound over one of the beds and curl your arms around the box.

"What's yours is mine, Longbottom! Come on, whatever it is can't be that bad—"

He grabs the back of your sweater like the scruff of a puppy, dragging you backwards and knocking you off kilter. He nearly catches the chest with his hands, but you duck out of reach and jump onto his bed before he can get to you again.

"Tell me, what on Earth could Neville Longbottom be hiding—"

His heart stops when you flick open the latch and toss the lid wide. Then your smile falls.

You finger over the contents of the chest, scraps of parchment and ink fill it to its brim. They nearly spill over the edges when you plop down onto his mattress with the chest in your lap.

Your mouth opens and closes with revelation and awe. Each page is one of your spontaneously dorky animations. Spiky creatures and demon garden spawn and caricatures of Professor Snape litter the pile. They're all drawings you remember, each connects to a moment between the two of you.

Neville takes a deep breath and doesn't dare step closer, "It's not what it looks like—"

"You kept them?" you whisper, looking up at him in shock, "All of them?"

You're still flipping through the stack when he shrugs with a worrisome smile.

"...Yes."

You pause. You pause and take a sharp breath in because he's never sounded so sure in a word. You do a double take at one of the sketches. He sits on the edge of the bed, wringing his hands and glancing over at you anxiously.

"Neville"—and here it comes, he thinks, creepy, perverted, obsessive, and those sorts of things. And you wouldn't be wrong. But then he thinks he might be wrong. Because you set the box aside and spring toward him like a goddamn panther, landing him flat on the floor with a groan.

"That's adorable!

Your wet lips find his cheek and the rest of his face, hands wound into the collar of his sleep shirt as you leer down at him with a grin.

"I didn't think anyone paid attention to those stupid things."

"Well. I do," he huffs.

"I can see that, you sicko!" you shriek, "You better thank your lucky stars I'm so nice. Any other girl would've sent you right to Snape for being so perverted and creepy."

Called it.

"That's why I did it to you, not some other girl."

He doesn't know what to do with his hands, and you go shy thinking you might've crossed a line. Maybe you got too excited, flew too close to the sun, lips too close to his own. But the closeness had felt nice, and you want to make him blush like that forever.

"So you're saying it's not because I'm the prettiest girl at Hogwarts."

And you bat your lashes, pouting and leaving him weak in the knees. With your palms on his chest and you leaning closer, he's tempted to admit he's taken with you. To admit he's loved you since first year. To admit you are the prettiest girl at Hogwarts and in London and the rest of Europe. Forget the world, you're his.

"I never said that," Neville mumbles. It’s the closest he'll ever get to a real confession. At least this year.

masterlist

#neville longbottom #neville longbottom x reader #neville longbottom x fem!reader #neville longbottom x y/n #hp universe #lightning era #harry potter universe #fanfic #neville longbottom fanfic #fluff #friends to lovers #x reader #x fem!reader #best friends to lovers

[moonschocolate]

Headcanons about my current hyperfixation: THEOO!!☆

I keep stalking the 'theodore nott headcanons' tag so I might as well write my own headcanons about him

✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩

this man has social anxiety. prove me wrong.

when he was younger he found comfort in reading fiction books, like pjo

he 100% had an obsession with greek mythology, or mythology in general, and it's still kinda there but not like before

then growing up he got into classics

like one day he was like 'what if I read a Dostoevskij book' and that's where it all started

he prefers reading this kind of books because they teach you more

tallest boy you've ever seen, somewhat taller (only by few centimeteres) than Fred and George

he plays the cello, like kind of, he knows how to play a piece only studying it, i believe this man was never able to play a piece at first sight

surprisingly (to him) he really has a lot of things in common with Luna, when he found out he wanted to spend more time with her

he's really silent, but GOD does he ever stop thinking?? his head is loud af

enjoys being with his friends, they're used to him not shouting in their ears (unlike some other boy *cough cough* Mattheo *cough cough ... cough*)and he enjoys their company and they do too

not the type of boy to run to Spotify or whatever music app whenever he can, but he enjoys some kind of music (mostly smooth piano jazz, dramatic classical music since it's my fav, and he thinks TV girl, Lamp, Ichiko Aoba are cool)

never replies quickly, he's always late replying cuz thinks being on his phone is a complete waste of time, but it's not like he's NEVER on it

chill with Halloween but feral over Christmas (does not show it)

legos. I've said all.

YOU CANNOT TELL ME THIS MAN DOESNT HAVE HIS ROOM FULL OF STAR WARS SETS

despite enjoying english and all that kind of subjects, he is feral, and when I say feral I mean feral over maths. He loves learing new concepts because then it all makes sense and it's just so cool (explained from a person who is also feral over maths, pls tell me you get what i mean)

hyperfixations? oh so many

again, greek mythology

you could tell this man "Hey do you know about the myth of Apolloand Daphne" his eyes would light up and he would tell you the myth, his opinion, and related myths ("there's also this other myht with Apollo where he-")

A S T R O L O G Y

still greek mythology related but

he could stay hours talking about constellations

"hey do you know the myth behind the gemini constellation? No? Can I tell you about it?! Okay so-"

paper stars.

if there's a paper stripe around he'd grab it and make a paper star out of it

looks like the typa guy who'd take a lot of pictures with a canon/sony camera

when he feels anxious he'd do this thing where (get ready for the worst explanation ever) he'd put one of his nails of the right hand in between the skin and the nail of his thumb on his left hand and make the nail go left and right, still in between the skin and the nail (I ALWAYS DO THAT I HOPE IT MAKES SENSE I TRIED TO BE AS SPECIFIC AS I COULD)

He tried to go to a party since Blaise, Draco, Enzo, Theo, Pansy (basically everyone you get it)... begged him to come along

we could sum up his experience in one word

NIGHTMARE

The music was too loud, the people were to close to him, everyone was shouting, there were alcohol and drugs (he still wonders how they got literal drugs into the castle), everyone tried to dance with him and talk to him, that time he got overwhelmed tried to leave, but they were all like 'heyyyy nooo dont leaveeeee stay hereeeeee' but his friends understood it wasn't for him and Blaise went with him to his dorm, waited until he felt better then went back to the party

has never been to a party since then

smart af

like he easily surpasses draco and mione

also theo and mione are really close friends, one time they found eachother in the library reading the same book and chatting they found out they have several things in common

has a collection of stylographs, that stays in his library neatly ordinated

best sense of style (he obv got it from Blaise but he made it better)

he loves movies, he's watched movies like Dead Poets Society, Dorian Gray, but also movies about historical facts like The Darkest Hour, The King's Speech, Hidden Figures, The Pianist (I'm a sucker for this kind of movies honestly)

!! HE HAS DIMPLES !!

He loves professor Lupin, he thinks of him as Keating is dps

secretly listens to Micheal Bublè in Christmas, he loves his Christmas songs

he only buys old books, never new ones, he thinks that already used books, from decades ago, he thinks they hold stories, and it's even better when the books have annotations, maybe he'll erase them, but it's good to hear other's opinions

has a lot of vynils

used to study for his dad, now this became a habit, that's why he's the best in class

his relationship with his mom is not strong, MORE

When his mom died he was 5 so he didn't understand

when he finally knew the truth he cried for weeks, then he would occasionally go out to look at the stars, which he always admired with his mom, and cried thinking about her, thinking that she was watching him from up there

when he was like 10 he didn't cry no more, only if he ever opened up

he shared anything with her

he NEVER let ANYONE call him Teddy, he always though that is what his mom called him, and he didn't want other people to 'interfere' with that, he feels like it's their thing

despises horror movies. gets scared to death watching them, and doesnt find the lore interesting

never walks around with only socks on, has the fear of walking on water accidentally and getting his feet wet and the feeling disgustes him

also, has the whole collection of pjo books (every book. from percy jackson and the olympians to the chalice of the gods)

loves cats so much, he has two cats, but he wishes he had more

he has male brown cat named Monet and a grey cat with some beige spots and green eyes (it's mt bsf's cat, I love her - the cat - and I thought she could be a honourable mention) named Vivienne

defo has an obsession with sharks, but is even more obsessed with jellyfish, he knows a lot of scientific names for their species, for exmample Phylloriza Punctata, or Chrisaora Quinquecirrha, or Aurelia Aurelita, he's obsessed

Fav subject isn't potions, it's astronomy instead

since i live for loser!Theo, im in love with the idea of him stuttering in front of a guy/girl he finds cute or attractive, blushing and being awkward

my man absolutely doesn't know how to talk, he speaks too fast, and when ppl tell him to slow down, then he thinks he's talking too slow

if anyone fatshames any of his friends, or is racist/homophobic towards them, or just insults them, he will try to avoid throwing punches, but lets say he'll exchange a word or two with that person

if he's itchy, he scratches so hard there could be blood (a bit exaggerated but you get it)

could've been a Ravenclaw, but if he did his father would be really mad at him, so he's happy he isn't

another headcanon that I kindly stole rn from @heirofs1ytherin is that he's into poetry. LIKE 100% ✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩ You probably got that I love him HES MY BABY

#loser!theo #theodore nott #theo nott #harry potter fandom #harry potter #harry potter headcanons #theodore nott headcanons #theo nott headcanons #hp #lightning era #hermione granger #mione #blaise #blaise zabini #draco malfoy #mattheo riddle #pansy parkinson #theodore faustus nott #slytherin #slytherin boys #slytherin gang #autistic!theo nott #imagine #thats probably enough tags #i just want ppl to read this #:D

[rewritingcanon]

future oliver wood because hes so girl dad coded:

#oliver wood #harry potter #hp #flintwood #perciver #hp golden era #hp lightning era #rewriting #his girl will probs get forced to do quidditch anyway tbh 😭😭

[dogwaterpoopyboy]

i got a pink ferrari

#harry potter #omegaverse #hp #golden trio era #hp golden era #lightning era #marauders #marauders era #hp marauders #remus lupin #nymphadora tonks #remadora #metawolf

[number-onekidqueen]

𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓸𝓹𝓪𝓵 𝓮𝔂𝓮𝓼 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓲 𝔀𝓲𝓼𝓱 𝓽𝓸 𝓼𝓮𝓮 - 𝓻𝓸𝓶𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓮

Ron Weasley x Hermione Granger

fluff

Warnings: banter, Deathly Hallows spoilers

After Christmas dinner, everyone was completely exhausted.

Ron and Hermione volunteered to do the washing up, to spare any tired person the job.

Using magic, it would only take a second anyway, but this usually gave them some time to be alone and discuss what happened at dinner before they went to bed.

On Christmas, it was especially more important, as they had many things to discuss.

Tonight, they were discussing Fleur's baby.

"What do you reckon they'll name it?" Ron asked, as he lowered another plate into the hot water filled with soapy suds.

"I'm not sure. They say it's due . . . on the anniversary of the war."

"Oh."

"So, they might name it something do with remembrance. Like Rosemary, for instance."

"Rosemary? What has that got to do with remembrance?" Ron asked, puzzled.

"Well, it's just a herb that muggles traditionally used to commemorate the dead. And now, in remembrance of the first and second muggle wars, muggles wear sprigs of it in their pockets and on lapels as a symbol of remembrance for their soldiers' sacrifice." Hermione explained.

"Wow, that's pretty meaningful."

"That's just a guess though. I mean she might name her after her mother, or sister, or a friend she lost, or anything, really."

"I'd never name a kid after my family members." Ron scoffed, scrubbing madly at a sticky spot on the plate that refused to dissolve.

"Why not?" Hermione probed, passing him two other plates.

"Well, first of all, the double ups. If I said 'Oi, Ginny come here', both of them would be forever saying 'which one?' or both looking my way, wondering which one-"

"Ron that comes heavily down to context, I mean if I said 'Ginny! Come have some cake', then your sister would know I wasn't talking to her, and-"

"And then there's the legacy, and expectations. What if our kid doesn't want to do Quidditch? What if she doesn't look a bit like Ginny?"

"Well, I agree that would be really annoying." Hermione admitted.

"If I was to name our kid right now, I would name it . . . How about Barbara?"

"What?!" Hermione asked, appalled.

"Don't you like it? I think it's quite nice."

"No! Ron, Barbara is a terrible name! We are never naming any of our kids that!"

"What's wrong-"

"Absolutely not, what about something like Chloe?"

"No." Ron immediately responded, repulsed.

"Why-"

"It sounds far too French. I'm not waking up every morning calling our kid that and remembering everyday my failed attempt to ask Fleur."

"Fine. What's another name then, apart from Barbara?"

"Barbara is a good na-"

"This is why mothers name the children, and not fathers. So, I, as the mother, should name the children and not-"

"That's unfair! We should at least agree to a certain name together! Why do you get the choice?" Ron protested.

"Because I carried and gave birth to the child!"

"And I probably had to deal with your anger and-"

"RONALD WEA-"

A stifled giggle escaped from behind them.

Ginny sat on the kitchen step, her eyes sparkling with mirth, her fist in her mouth to prevent herself from laughing.

"What's so funny?!" Ron and Hermione snapped in sync.

"The fact that you started off discussing what Fleur would call her child, and now you're quarrelling over what you'll name your child. Like you're preparing. It's sweet."

All Ron and Hermione could do was share a glance and blush.

"Now, come to bed. Your argument might not be as amusing to sleepy members of the family." Ginny decreed sternly.

As they parted ways, Hermione slipped next to Ron.

"I don't care if this is strange, I just want to make this clear. We are never naming our daughter Barbara."

"We'll see," Ron said, grinning as he left.

#romione #ron #ronald weasley #ron weasley #hermione granger #hermione x ron #ron x hermione #hp #harry potter #harry potter series #harry potter ships #harry potter fanfiction #golden era #lightning era #deathly hallows

[mootiemoose]

remus lupin fic rec list

i've been on a remus lupin bender since the beginning of the year and have read some rather fantastic moony centric fic in that time. thought i would compile them into a list - just in case anyone else was feeling similar. with love, mootie x

I'll be updating as I find more, i hope! if you can point any more my way, I would be more than happy to find some!

~Remus x Reader ~

A Bewitching Christmas by batkat (AO3)

Reader is a spy working for the Order, set during Order of the Phoenix. You get roped into spending Christmas with Sirius at Grimmuald place and bump into an old friend. All sorts of shenanigans ensue. I liked the feel of this story, it felt very homely. How all the characters interact, the relationships (especially between Sirius and the reader!) and how beautifully written this is makes you really feel like you're there!

Werewolves of London by 2049s (AO3)

This one is ongoing, but I'm enjoying it too much not to include it! This story follows the reader, a groundskeeper at Hogwarts and Dumbledores personal bodyguard, as she goes about life at Hogwarts. She watches from the side lines as her old friends son, Harry, grows up before her eyes. Until a certain DODA professor arrives, causing feelings and grief long put to rest to resurface. I love how original this is! Her relationships with all the characters are so real and 3D. I love how she signs and how expressive she is with her language. I can't wait to see where this goes next! X

~Remus x O/C~

Sky Above by stephie177 (Wattpadd)

Tamsin Weasley is the oldest of the Weasley siblings. She is the Astronomy professor at Hogwarts. It follows Tam through several years, starting when Sirius escapes from Azkaban right to Voldemorts return. Along the way she meets some interesting characters, and falls in love with a certain professor! Tam was such a interesting character to follow, and I just loved how mischievous she is!

The Marriage Law by theawrites (Wattpadd)

The TikTok famous, no war au fic, that most definitely lives up to the hype. The Ministry has passed a law for all young eligible wizards to marry, and given them all the name of their soulmate. The story follows Aurora Sullivan, a gifted young witch, who is matched with Remus Lupin. Which would all be fine and well, if they didn't despise each other. We follow them as they meet and try to plan their wedding, forge new friendships and try their best to get on given their circumstances. I loved this fic, how Remus is portrayed is so raw. Aurora is such a complex character, and to see her grow throughout the book was a privilege.

Wounded Souls Series by canarypuff (AO3)

The first book, Torment me more, follows Drea Mabry an apprentice healer on placement at Hogwarts Infirmary for a year.. We follow Drea as she makes mistakes in love and life accompanied by her ex boyfriend Charlie Weasley, wreaks havoc with her best friends Aisha and Nova, and butts heads with the new DODA Professor, Remus Lupin. The story ends on such a brutal cliff-hanger, that you need to find out what happens next!

Enter stage right, Against Reason, the second instalment in the series. I have never been so happy to see a sequel in my life! It's still ongoing, so I wont say too much other than, it takes place in the Order of the Phoenix, and Drea is called to join the Order by Dumbledore himself. Things aren't the same as they were before, but will they work things out? Or will everyone carve a different path? I can't wait to find out! I have loved this story, how canarypuff manages to capture every character so perfectly you would reckon magic is involved.

Moonlight series by Fellykins (AO3)

Forged by Moonlight is set during Michelle Derikson's Hogwarts days, where she makes friends (none to some as the Maruaders) and makes the quidditch team. She falls in love too, and by the end of the book has a brand new surname. The book ends at the finale of the first wizarding war, and all the grief that comes with it. The ending had me in pieces - you've been warned!

Into The Moonlight, the second in the ongoing series, starts off 10 years after the first ended with none other than Albus Dumbledore turning up on Michelle Lupin's doorstep with a job offer. She accepts, and starts her new job as Professor of Muggle Studies the same year as Harry Potter comes to Hogwarts. We follow Michelle as she settles in to her new position, and the subsequent joys and sorrows of teaching at a magical school. In her 3rd year of teaching a new DODA Professor causes quite a str for her and son Sebastian. But will it cause more harm than good? I am loving this series! How charming Remus is, how strong Michelle is. How well the series spins together new scenes and old. can't wait to see where it goes!

Remus and Iolanthe Series by SammysDove_CrowleysKitten (AO3)

An oldie, but a goodie. I remembered this fic from my last Remus Lupin binge, a good few years ago. Its an AU where Harry never went to live with the Dursleys but instead his Aunt Iolanthe, his Fathers younger sister, and her husband, Uncle Remus. It's a series of one shots and short fics compiled into a beautiful series. It follows Iolanthe and Remus as they survive life with a rambunctious nephew, a loveable but infuriating lodger, Sirius, and a job offer at Hogwarts. I love this story, for many reasons. Some of whom are doused in nostalgia, but mostly because I love the relationship between Remus and Iolanthe. I love how stubborn they both are, how caring they are. How much they care for their little family, and how they fight to protect it.

#remus lupin #remus lupin x reader #remus lupin/reader #remus lupin x oc #remus lupin/oc #maruaders era #lightning era #remus john lupin #professor lupin #harry potter #remus lupin fanfiction #poa #hp ootp #hp fanfic #maruaders fanfic #fanfic rec #fic rec #fic rec list #remus lupin fic #remus lupin x you #remus lupin/you #remus lupin fic rec

[hp-fanfic-archive]

The Climb by greenTeacup Pairing: Severitus Rating: T Word Count: 21k "…in the event that I, Lily Evans Potter, and my husband, James Potter, become deceased," read Albus, "I do hereby name Severus Snape as sole legal custodian of my son, Harry James Potter, until such a time as he comes of age." He folded his glasses on the table. "Fuck," said Severus, with feeling.

#severitus #severitus fic rec #hp fic rec #raising harry #canon divergent #pre hogwarts #severus & minerva #harry & mcgonagall #lightning era #angst #hurt/comfort #warning: major character death #canonical character death #found family #fluff #parenthood #grief #mourning #theme: war #personal favorite #works that got me crying in the club

[sapphicmicrofics]

Little announcement: HP sapphic microfics will be back for March and April!

If you have prompt or ship suggestions, feel absolutely free to leave them in our ask box. As always, any era, any (femslash) ship allowed!

#harry potter #hp femslash #lightning era #marauders era #golden era #microfic prompts #sapphic microfics #housekeeping

[hp-femslash]

Cho Chang x Parvati Patil ★ by @siriusly-sapphic

It's the way you bring me coffee in the morning And how you know just what not to say I don't need you to try and fix everything When I've had a bad day Make me feel loved, make me feel beautiful Make me feel dance around the room Cinderella kind of magical

@hp-femslash reached 100 followers celebration!

#our posts #cho chang #parvati patil #hp femslash #cho x parvati #harry potter #cho #parvati #chovati #lightning era #moodboards and aesethetics

[krumione]

“Yeah, size is no guarantee of power, look at Ginny. You’ve never been on the receiving end of one of her Bat-Bogey Hexes, have you?”

#hpedit #ginnyweasleyedit #litedit #paletmblr #palemakers #mysticalpale #paleresource #paleedit #hp #lit #type: gifset #ch: ginny weasley #era: lightning #house: gryffindor #* #*gifs

[c0uls0n]

Pet Names They Call You...

Golden/Lightning and Marauders era boys head-cannon

Warnings: None.

Harry Potter:

Sweetheart -

Ron Weasley:

Love -

Draco Malfoy:

Angel or Princess -

George Weasley:

Sugar -

Fred Weasley:

Honey -

Seamus Finnigan:

Buttercup -

Dean Thomas:

Babe -

Cedric Diggory:

Doll -

Neville Longbottom:

Dove or Petal -

Remus Lupin:

Pumpkin -

Sirius Black: Pet -

Peter Pettigrew:

Muffin -

James Potter:

Hun -

Regulus Black:

Beloved -

Let me know if you���d like me to write how or why they call you these pet names!!

#harry potter #headcanon prompt #hp headcanon #harry potter headcanon #harry potter ideas #harry potter boys #lightning era #golden era boys #golden era #mauraders #ron weasley #ron weasley headcanon #draco malfoy #draco malfoy headcanon #george weasley #george weasley headcanon #fred weasley #fred weasley headcanons

[ronsharry]

having insane thoughts about harry james potter don’t hmu

#harry james potter #harry potter #hp #hp fandom #golden trio era #lightning era #idk what to tag #insane about harry james potter #that’s me #basically #hjp #harry james potter u are stuck with me forever #i love my depressed pretty bbg

[rewritingcanon]

harry teaching dumbledore’s army the patronus charm. lavender brown being in dumbledore’s army. lavender brown learning the patronus charm. she casts it for the first time and it comes out in glaring clarity, absolutely corporeal. what is it? what sort of spirit creature shoots out of her wand? her angel in soul to protect her from such darkness? its trisha paytas.

#pretend this is time accurate i cant be bothered rn. #im very drained which is why my posts rn are so ass so just read and keep scrolling i beg #lavender brown #harry potter #lightning era #golden trio era #hp #trisha paytas #dumbledore’s army #order of the phoenix #hp ootp #rewriting

[dogwaterpoopyboy]

let me cook

#harry potter #omegaverse #hp #golden trio era #hp golden era #lightning era #hpcc #cursed child #hpng #hp nextgen #hp next gen #harry potter next generation #audrey weasley #percy weasley #perdrey #molly weasley ii #lucy weasley #ginny weasley #ron weasley #bill weasley #fred weasley #george weasley

[feliphilia]

Harry Potter characters nationality headcanons because why not?

Part-2 : lightning era

Harry- indian, latin and British

Ron- Scottish

Hermione- Filipino

Draco- french British and german

Pansy- Japanese

Blaise- african and American

Seamus- chinese

Dean- African-british

Neville- swiss

Luna- french and russian

Ginny- Scottish

#harry potter #hogwarts #draco malfoy #harry potter nationalities #hp hcs #neville longbottom #ginny weasley #ron weasley #hermione granger #luna lovegood #dean thomas #seamus finnigan #pansy parkinson #blaise zabini #lightning era

[hp-fanfic-archive]

A Reflection of Yourself by Maeglin_Yedi Pairing: Harry/Ginny, Hermione/Ron Rating: T Word Count: 3k Podfic available here Read by: Maeglin_Yedi Length: 10-30 minutes Harry has a soulmate who lacks a soul. Hermione has a soulmate who is a twat. Ron has no soulmate at all.

find the full podfic library here

#hinny #romione #harry/ginny #hermione/ron #hermione/draco #dramione #harrymort #soulmate au #unhappy ending #trope subversion #rating: t #hp fic rec #hp podfic #less than 5k words #angst #lightning era #hurt/comfort #friendship #canon compliant