#ron weasly

[sharararararara]

My Swan- Yandere Viktor Krum x reader

Warning: Obsessive behavior, kinda stalking? Krum is simp for the reader, the reader likes Krum but does not know about his yandere tendencies.

tell me if I missed something.

He first noticed you when he was putting his name in the goblet, you were sitting beside your friends, laughing and smiling together. You looked gorgeous, your smile, your hair, and the sound of your laughter was like music to his ears. Was this love at first sight? He thought, no...he needs to focus on the tournament, he can't be crushing on some girl whom he never interacted with.

As days went by, he couldn't help but think of you, sometimes he thought you bewitched him. He always stares at you from the corner of the room, waiting for you to talk to him.

After he fought with the Chinese Fireball, he got a few burn marks, but he did not really care about them, It was not really that serious. But that was when you came, carrying a basket of medicine, with a worried look on your face. You decided to help the players whenever they got injured, you were good in medicine and can heal people quickly.

You asked him if he was okay if you healed him, he nodded, surprised by your act of kindness. You gently applied petroleum jelly to his burn marks. While you were healing him, he stared at you with admiration in his eyes, that was the time when he realised that he liked you.

After that day he bumped into you again, you were in a library reading a book, he slowly walked to you, wanting to talk to you.

You felt someone sitting beside you, you looked only to see Viktor Krum, the guy you healed yesterday. You smiled and scoot over to give him space, Oh hey Viktor, how are your burn marks? You asked wondering if you did a good job healing him, Viktor said it was healing quickly and was not painful anymore. You smiled at what he said, What are you reading? He asked as he looked at the book you had on the table, You said it was about plants, you had a great interest in plants, you loved taking care of them, and feeling very happy when they grow. Viktor just listened to your rambling about plants. He loved your voice, it was so calming to hear.

The yule ball was coming, but you still did not have anyone to go with. You were sitting in the library, as usual, reading about plants when Viktor came. Oh hello Viktor! Do you need anything? you softly said since you were in a library, I just wanted to ask you something... Said Viktor as he sat beside you. Oh, OK then! What did you want to ask about? You asked as you smiled at him, I just want to ask...If you want to go to the Yule ball with me, Said Viktor hoping that you would say yes, Wait what? W-with me? I mean Viktor there are other girls you can choose from other than me- But I want you, you got caught off by Viktor, Oh well...Sure why not? Viktor smiled as he kissed your cheek, see you then, said Viktor as he walked away. You blushed covering your face and smiling, you got a date with Viktor Krum.

You were getting ready for the ball, you were excited, and nervous at the same time. You were putting on your dress while rambling to Hermione, What happens if he does not like my dress?! Or he does not like my hair?! Oh, Merlin's Beard what happens if he regretted asking me- Relax (your name)! He will not regret asking you! So hurry up and put your dress on because the ball is about to start!

You were in front of the entrance to the Yule Ball when you suddenly hid yourself, OH MY GOSH I CAN'T DO THIS! what do you mean? said Hermione, trying to pull you inside. I'm so nervous Hermione! Why are you nervous?! Krum asked you because he obviously likes you so stop acting like that and get in! But Hermione- You got dragged inside by Hermione when you spotted Viktor, you froze, you could not move, Hermione smirked at you as your face started to become red, You look beautiful (Your name), said Viktor, u-um ah... Thanks, Viktor...You look handsome, I mean uh- Viktor smiled as he extended his hand, you looked at Hermione, and she gave you the biggest smirk ever. You held Viktor's hand as he guides you too the doors that were about to open.

The doors opened, and people were staring at you, Did Viktor Krum really choose you as his date? Of all the girls, it was you who he chose? The girl who was obsessed with studying plants and medicine?

You felt insecure, I should have not came here... You mumbled to yourself thinking no one heard, but Krum did, he heard everything, he heard about the whispers people gave to you. He swears he will kill them when he has a chance, how could they say that to someone as sweet as you? Krum gently gave you a squeeze on your hand, making you look at him, Krum gave you a smile telling you to ignore what they were saying. You nodded smiling back at him.

Here you are, dancing with him,, He looked at you lovingly as you both swayed together, You looked like a swan, so graceful...

The music changed into rock music, everyone cheered and started to dance together. You laughed with Krum, dancing and spinning around.

I will get us drinks, stay here ok? Said Krum leaving to get drinks for the both of you guys, you smiled, you were blushing so much. So how was it? Said a smiling Hermione who approached you. It was amazing, He was so nice and sweet, you said to Hermione. Looks like someone is in love, said Hermione as she smirked at you. Shut up! You shouted as you giggled with Hermione.

A random guy asked you to dance with him, you denied apologising and said that your date was getting drinks for the both of you guys. But the guy kept on forcing you, he grabbed your hand, which hurt you because of his nails. Hermione started shouting at him to let you go, only to be ignored. You were shouting at the guy to let you go until someone pushed him to the ground. It was Krum, you saw the drinks he brought for you in the ground, pieces of glass and juice everywhere. Krum jumped on him trying to punch him, you grabbed his arm trying to get him off the guy. Viktor get off him, please! you shouted which alerted the teachers. The teachers grabbed him, pulling him off the guy who was scared for his life, Krum was still angry at him for touching and hurting you. The teachers pulled him away, pushing him away from the guy.

The night ended with a grumpy Krum and a worried reader, Krum why did you do that-

He touched you! He shouted, turning to you with anger. He touched you and hurt you! I know he did but still, you did not need to hurt him! Viktor grumbled as he sat on the ground. You sighed and sat beside him. But I do thank you for protecting me, You said softly, smiling at him and holding his hand.

Viktor looked at you and smiled, his angry mood slowly vanishing.

It was the day when Viktor had to go back to Durmstrang, You hugged him and kissed his cheek, I will miss you Viktor, you said as your forehead touched his, I will miss you too... Said Viktor as he hugged for one last time.

(your name), promise to write to me.

I promise I will write to you Viktor.

You waved at Viktor when the ship was sailing off, Viktor waved back, blowing you a goodbye kiss.

Hey (Your name)?

Yes Hermione? You looked at Hermione who was beside you.

Have you seen that guy who tried to dance with you in the yule ball? I did not see him in days.

Now that you mentioned it...No I have not seen him.

Maybe he is hiding in his dorm, because of how scared he got of Krum, Said Hermione as you both laughed at the silly joke she made. Not knowing what really happened to him.

Krum killed him.

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[iloveinej]

Sick of the Silence

Theodore Nott x reader

Summary: Theodore ends you friendship over a rumor spred by Rita Skita

Warnings: angst, fluff, mentions of starving, insecurities, Rita Skita

Words: 6.1k

꧁꧂

You sneakily made your way towards the tent that the competitors were sharing. The air was very damp today, and the weather was starting to get colder. But you couldn't understand how you were still freezing even though you had your old winter boots on, along with Theo's scarf tightly wrapped around your neck

When you stood infront the tent, you carefully lifted the tent entrance to the side and feeling lucky when you saw that Harry was the only one left.

Quickly, you took a leap, and Harry felt his soul leave is chest when he felt someone close his arms around him.

"Merlin! Y/n have you lost your mind." You didn't listen to him.

"First place Harry! And with a Horntail!" You gushed making Harry look down on the ground bashfully.

"Thanks, but you should've seen Cedric." He replied quietly, slowly continuing to peel off his destroyed items.

You sighed as you watched him, taking great sadness in the fact that he didn't even take an ounce of credit.

"Harry, you beat that dragon. With your own strength and mind. Be proud of yourself. Becuase I am certainly." You quietly said, before taking ahold of him again and bringing him into one more hug.

And you smiled to yourself when you felt him slowly start to hug you back.

What broke you out of the hug was a very bright flash, and the sound of a sharp giggle running through the tent. You and Harry quickly separated from your hug, and you felt an unfamiliar uneasiness set into your stomach as you watched Rita Skita and her magic quill.

She sighed dramatically.

"What a scandal." That was all that she said before she left the tent. This could never end well.

꧁꧂

Theodore had never felt the feeling that was currently streaming in his veins. His fingers were grasped tightly around the peace of news, feeling an urge to tear the picture of you and Harry hugging in to shreddes.

Theodore felt betrayed. Wether it was by you or his feelings, he didn't know. But he were aware that you were not the one to blame, it wasn't your fault that you fell for Harry. But oh how he wished that he could blame you and not himself. To not blame himself for being such a coward.

He cleared his throat and forcefully folded the paper before throwing it on the table, getting a last glimpse of the title before he dragged his feet to his first class. Not having the strength in his heart to wait for you, to afraid that tears would be spilled.

Mrs Y/l/n taking her chance with the Harry Potter after he was betrayed by miss Granger for going to his rival.

You watched as Theo hurriedly walked out from the Great Hall, not even looking your way as he exited. You furrowed your eyebrows as you could catch a glimpse of his clenched jaw and white knuckles. If you didn't know any better, he looked hurt. And it deeply concerned you since that wasn't a feeling you wanted the young boy to feel.

꧁꧂

Luna and Cho looked at you with worry in their eyes. You'd been acting strange ever since breakfast. You were not concentrating on your lessons, your hands drawing strange doodles or figures on your paper instead of writing down your notes.

They had also seen the way Theodore stormed out the dining hall this morning, but they didn't think that his pissy mood would affect yours as much as it did.

You had tried all day to get a hold of Theodore, but you almost thought that he'd disappeared from the castle grounds by how quickly he was nowhere to be seen. But the suspicions were luckily blown away when you saw him walking down the moving stairs with his friends from the Slytherin house.

"Theo!" You called, trying to catch his attention, and feeling successful when he heard you. The beat of your heart increased when searched for you, but the look that he gave you was something unusual.

The absolute anguish that his face was painted in shocked you to the core. You'd never seen him look that way at you.

But it disappeared in only a second, and instead, he looked at you with stoic eyes.

You shifted uncomfortably as he stared at you, and you felt yourself having troubles meeting them.

"Ehm, I was wondering if you'd like to study later?" The slight unsure voice that you had made you internally cringe, and you hoped that he didn't notice it.

Theodore could both hear and see your strange behavior, and it was bothering him. You didn't look like you even wanted him in your presence.

Like you were tired of him when you finally got together with Harry Potter. But he wasn't a chore for you to keep company, so he decided to make that clear. Even if something in the back was screaming at him.

"No, I'm busy." You cringed slightly at the cold tone that he used. That wasn't what you were used to. He'd never used that voice with you.

"Oh alright. I'll see you tomorrow then." But he'd already started to walk away again, trying to catch up with the rest of the Slytherins. You frowned as a dark feeling settled in your heart. It wasn't the fact that he declined. It was the fact that he sneered it at you. You'd gotten so used to his soft and melodic voice that you'd forgotten how sharp it could be.

But you did your best to not let the little spot of blackness poison your thoughts. So instead you just kept moving for the Ravenclaw tower.

꧁꧂

It went by two entire days before you had the chance to speak to him again, and you offered to study once more. And to your relief, he said yes.

So you took your books in your hands that night and slipped through the shadows, down to the Slytherin's common room. You pretended to not see anyone as Blaize Zabini let you into the common room. You knew that they weren't fond of you, best friend and almost cousin to Harry Potter, friends with their pureblood Theodore Nott.

You silently thanked Blaize and he gave you a kind smile in return. Blaize was one of the few of Theo's housemates that didn't despise you. And you were grateful for that because never in your life would you want to get on his bad side.

When you opened the door to Theo's shared room, you were immediately hit by the smell of Peach tea, old books, and cologne. The smell of Theo made your ears warm and your nose take an extra deep breath, liking the comfort that it brought.

You quietly stepped inside and walked to the bed that Theo was sitting in. His back was resting on his headboard and a charms book was resting on his lap.

He didn't blink an eye when you stepped inside, but he probably didn't even hear you in the first place.

"Hello there." You smiled at him as you laid your books down on his bed. He looked up through his eyelashes and gave you a tight-lipped smile before he went back to the book, the "smile" already gone from his face.

You bit the inside of your cheek as you wished that your brain would shut up. It wasn't un-normal for Theo not to verbally answer you, but he would make it up with a warm smile or something similar.

Feeling embarrassed, you timidly sat yourself down on the foot of the soft bed, before picking up your charms book. Your finger ran up the old and flaked back of the book as you tried to concentrate.

Although you knew that you needed to study, the feeling was overpowered by the need to take find out what was through his pretty mind.

"So, how've your days been?" Theodore looked almost startled by your question as he snapped his eyes up to meet your y/e/c ones. But when he slowly lowered them again, you felt disappointed.

"It was alright. Was quiet." He answered absent-mindedly. But you smiled lightly to yourself, knowing it was probably a bit quieter when you weren't around. He told you once that he liked how you drowned out the silence from his ears.

"It was quite nice actually."Oh. It took a while for you to register his words. But you did, and for a while, you wondered if he knew what he said. It was a big concern of yours, that you talked too much that is. You thought that he at least found it bearable.

But you didn't want him to think that he hurt you, especially if he only thought about it as a mindless joke or comment, so you gave him a chuckle that felt like it would tear your throat open for blood.

Theodore heard you swallow hard, and it was obvious why. He hadn't thought about the words as they left his mouth. But for some reason, it felt like he should hurt you for what you did to him. Even I'd you were completely innocent to it.

He felt regret hit him exactly two seconds later like a punch in his gut.

He cleared his throat, and your eyes quickly shot up to him.

"I'm tired today, so you should probably leave so that I can get some sleep." He mumbled, looking you straight in the eye with those foreign, distant eyes.

You sighed in dismay, now knowing that something wasn't right.

"Theo, are you alright?" You placed your hand on his leg. Theo swallowed down the guilt he felt and gave you a pitiful nod. But the look in your eyes told him that you didn't quite believe him, and the thought of you caring so much about him made a little smile bloom on his face.

"I'm okay, I promise." He told you lowly, and you let out another sigh, nodding slightly before starting to gather your books.

You knew that he was lying, and you despised it when he lied. Because you always assumed that he would tell you if something was bothering him.

But apparently, he required time, and you were willing to give it to him. But not too much.

Because out of the personal experience, you know that suffering in silence would get you nowhere.

"Goodnight, Theo. Sleep well." You gave him a last smile but didn't stay long enough to see him give you one back.

꧁꧂

"I don't know what's going on with him, Hermione." You sighed, dragging your hands over your face. The entire ordeal was stressing you out, and you didn't know what to do about it. You would try to talk to him, that is if you could catch him since he has been avoiding you like a plague ever since that night.

Hermione sat besides you in the dining hall, a frown on her face as she thought about your situation. She watched as you concealed the lower half of your face in your sweater clad arms in despair.

"And you did try to speak to him?" She interrogated and you nodded, finding interest in one of her quills.

"Yes, but as I said I don't think that he even wants to talk about it with me." It was quiet between you for a while, and you took a small sip of your green tea.

"Maybe he just doesn't feel comfortable around me anymore. I might have said something to provoke him?" You questioned yourself and Hermione stared at you with sympathy in her eyes.

She reached forward and grabbed one of your hands in her own.

"Don't think like that, by what you have told me in the past, that doesn't sound like Theodore at all. So stop letting those harmful thoughts get to you." You looked down and your and Hermoine's tied hands, before meeting her eyes and nodding. It soothed your anxious thoughts a little, to know that you had someone that would help you through anything.

꧁꧂

The rest of the day went by slowly, as it had the other days prior. You didn't have anything to look forward to, since Theo didn't meet you after class anymore. And you were beginning to get impatient and restless, waiting for something that you weren't sure was going to happen.

You didn't have anyone to speak about music to, among every other topic that you would sit and discuss with Theo on your days. And during this time of loneliness, you realized truly how much you depended on him. He was what continued to keep your head over the water, never letting you sink under the pressure. He was what everyone would need to survive, he was like water.

And you were slowly dying without him.

You slowly rose from your bed, realizing that you couldn't lay here with your depressing thoughts. So you decided for a a stroll in the castle.

In the middle of the courtyard sat a small group of Beauxbaton girls, which were almost the only people you'd seen this entire afternoon, but oh to behold. On the other side, in the window of the wall, sat a boy with dark curly hair with his nose in a book.

And in that moment you had been patient enough.

He didn't notice when you stopped in front of him, to intertwine with the words on the pages. You didn't want to disturb him, but this time you had to put yourself first. So you loudly cleared your throat to catch his attention.

Theodore almost jumped when he heard it, and when he met your eyes he felt like his heart was jumping out of his throat. He was not prepared to see you standing in front of him.

You tilted your head as he quickly closed his book and put down his feet from the windowsill. It was an awkward silence, no one saying anything as Theodore nervously played with his fingers.

"Hi, Theo." You took the first step, wanting this game of cat and mouse to be over. He awkwardly lifted his fingers as a reply, and you frowned as he wouldn't look at you.

"Theo, I have given you time, and I don't want to pressure you but I don't think this is good for you?" You tried your best to gain eye contact, but it didn't work so you just ended up settling beside him.

"That what isn't good for me?" He sounded almost irritated and you were a bit taken back.

"That you're pulling yourself away from people, it's not healthy."

"I'm not pulling myself away from people." He nearly interrupted me, and I fretted at his words.

"So you're only pulling yourself away from me then? Why?" Theo swallowed hard at your question. He didn't dare to tell you, but he wished that he could be so selfish so that he could. But it wasn't right of him to destroy your first relationship.

"I just don't feel like talking, why can you not understand that." He told you sternly, and you saw his awkward posture and behavior melt into something harsh and hostile once again.

"I do understand, but this thing is affecting our friendship." It was quiet, and Theodore just stared out through the opposite window, not answering, or even giving a sign that he listened.

"Theodore I miss speaking to you. And I miss being with you." Theo tensed at the mention of his full name falling from your lips, and he saw you lean back as he suddenly stood up.

"Well, I can't handle you speaking to me right now. I'm tired of it, and I need space." He looked you right in the eye when he said it. And you felt your chest contract painfully as you saw no regret in his eyes.

You looked down on your lap, not knowing how to continue after your unsuccessful attempt to get him talking. And now only that but his words were beginning to hurt.

"I'm sorry Theo, I didn't want to push you." You said, your despair stuck in your throat like poison. He didn't answer, only looking down upon you with empty eyes. You tried to search for any feeling in his face, but nothing was shown, not even a small ounce of sadness.

Theodore slowly started to walk past you and you followed him with your eyes as he walked. You felt helpless and afraid. Like if you didn't do something right now, he would leave you forever.

A painful huff left Theodore's pink lips when he felt something squeezing him painfully hard around his slender waist. And he didn't have to look down to know that he would see your y/h/c hair, and he certainly didn't want to, since he would be at his knees, apologizing the second he did. So he just stood there and stared. Not move his arms to embrace you, but neither moves out of your hug.

You waited for him to embrace you like he always did. For his arms to envelope your head while he stroked your hair. But nothing came. His chest was tense against your cheek, but you didn't care. You were not going to let him go until he at least patted you on the back.

"Y/n, let go." He tried to instruct you, and he sighed when you only tighten your arms harder around him. He let his head fall to the side in frustration. It didn't matter that he liked to have your arms around him, because right now it was painful, and it was not because of your hand grip.

A spark of hope ignited in your chest as you felt him move his arms, and you felt yourself relax when his fingertips grace your sleeves.

A yelp left your throat as you felt his slender hands take a hard grip around your wrists. He easily pried your hands apart as you were in slight shock, and he swiftly threw your arms off him before storming down the corridor. Past a certain black-haired male with round glasses, with good ears to be added.

You watched him walk, to get away from you as if you were the pest. Labored breaths escaped your nose as your tears were kept at bay. Storming away from the corridor, you needed to find a place to be alone at.

꧁꧂

Later you found yourself on a stone staircase with your head leaned against Harry's shoulder and his arm wrapped around your shoulder. He tried to console your choked cries, but nothing seemed to help. He realized that this was the first time that you'd cried in front of him. Remus used to tell him how you were a sensitive child when young, but Harry would've never guessed. Especially by the lack of despair, you showed during the years that you'd known him.

A cold wind went through the open wall, and he watched as the sky cried with you.

Footsteps were heard in the distance, but your cries made you unable to hear them. Harry turned his head towards the opening as he heard someone stop in it, and was surprised to see Nott in all his glory, looking at you with guilty eyes.

Harry suspects that he didn't notice him at first because it seemed to take a second before realizing whose arms you were in. And when Theodore met his eyes, they turned into stone. But Harry wasn't blind.

He saw the heartbreak since it matched the eyes that Hermoine had for Ron after I said something idiotic.

꧁꧂

When Mattheo and Blaize entered their shared room, they were expecting to find Theodore with either you, sleeping, or his nose in a new book. Not his back faced against the door, head in his hands and elbow resting on his legs as pitiful sniffles echoed through the room.

Their conversation came to an end when they realized what was happening, and they gave each other a look before walking up to the bed.

"Nott, what's up with you?" Mattheo asked carelessly, earning a jab in the ribs.

"Don't be a twat." Blaize hissed.

Theodore quickly wiped his cheeks and eyes before sitting up in his bed, leaning his back on the head board with bent knees.

He didn't look at them.

"Nothing of your concern." His voice cracked.

He did end up telling about the things that'd happen, obviously not in detail, but enough of the story so that his two friends could understand, and later leave them alone.

Blaize couldn't decide on where to stand. Theodore was his friend, and he understood what situation he'd gotten himself into. But he also thought that Theodore had been a dick.

"Come on Nott, it's only a girl. There so much better things in the world than girls." Mattheo casually said from his bed while he changed his rooms for his evening clothes.

Blaize snorted from his place on Theo's bed, and Mattheos head emidiatly snapped towards him, sending him a deadly glare.

"Like you know how to fall in love Mattheo." Blaize adjusted his collar at the emotionless voice of Theodore, and he waited patiently for Mattheo to snap at him. But was mildly surprised when he only laughed at him.

"I'm serious, I don't know what to do. I don't even think I can do anything."

"But it's just a crush right? It will fade in time Theo." Blaize thought that he's words would bring a little bit of comfort to the distressed Slytherin. He wasn't right.

"I haven't met someone that cared for me like that since my mother died."

The room went airily quiet. And both of them turned towards Theodore, who was again carrying tears in his long lashes.

꧁Two months later꧂

Second tournament

He felt weak. And the screaming of different students around him was hurting his eardrums. He wished that he could crawl back to his bed, or maybe just to lay down on the damp wood under his feet.

Thedore looked sick. His face had gained a new gray colour to it, and usual circles under his eyes had increased tenfold. It had even gotten so bad that his clothes wasn't fitting as they should anymore.

He anxiously chewed on his nails. He hadn't caught a glimpse of you in two entire days. He was aware that you weren't talking anymore, that you haven't had an interaction since that day two months ago. But he felt guilty, but he's chance to apologize was ruined by his pettiness when he saw you in Harry Potters arms, and since then he thought that it was to late. Though it didn't stop him to keep you in check.

Ever since that day, he'd watched over you. Not following you or starring at you. Only making sure that you were still there. He remember those days that he hadn't caught a glimpse of you. He wouldn't be able to sleep, loud thoughts making it so quiet in the room as he wondered where you were.

The water started to ripple when he saw Cedric Diggory emerge with Cho Chang in his arms, your friend.

The Hogwart's students exploded in shouts and jubilation of glee as he was pulled up from the watter.

Theodore didn't give to shits about who won. The need to find you was growing by the second, making his mind go hazy.

The Durmstrangs shouted proudly as Viktor Krum came out of the water, Hermione Granger besides him, looking very confused and cold.

Another one of her friends.

Gasps, shouts and screams was heard when, instead of Harry, two girls apeared in the water.

Your head violently turned as you heard the shouts around you. And you realised quickly that you'd been rescued from the second task. But you didn't mask your confusion as you were met with a young blond girl instead of Harry, but you didn't have any time to waste so you quickly helped her towards the stand.

When you were finally dragged up people started to surround you with blankets, pats on the back, and even a few hugs from the closest.

You didn't even notice when Harry was shot up from the water since you were shaking in your shoes while feeling over stimulated by the people around you.

"Y/n!" You didn't get time to see the person that had desperately shouted your name, becuase before you even had time to think, arms had circled your neck and you were quite forcefully pulled into someone. And when your nose hit their chest you emidiatly realised who it was.

Theo was holding you in a death grip, squeezing you as you slowly circled you arms around him.

"Theo." You whispered, and with the call of his name he let you go, but he didn't leave you. He messily took of his green and grey scarf, and began to wrap it around your neck  and when he was done with that he darted to quickly wipe your still wet face with hid cold hands, felling desperate to feel your skin.

"Theo." He stopped, hands shaking and eyes wide. You didn't look at him with anger. You didn't look at him with a sad eye. You looked worried. His face was slimmer and he certainly didn't look all to well. He was breathing heavily, as if he just ha been pulled out of a nightmare.

He watched intently as you raised your hand to his cheek, and butterfly erupted in his stomach. He almost wanted to cry when you stopped yourself.

You hadn't forgotten how he treated you. You wanted to, but the actions had already been done and the words had been thrown. And he hadn't even apologized.

"Nott!" Mattheo roared as the crowd started to leave and Theadore requlantly stood up before leaving you and his scarf to go to his friends. You followed him with your eyes as he got into the boat, taking some time to just look on his face.

He is so beutiful. With hid straight nose, sharp jaw and big tired brown eyes. You wanted to blame the heat on your cheeks on the drastical temperature changes, you couldn't believe that you were still so in love with him after everything he's done.

You yelped as you were hoisted up on your legs by two pair of arms and smiled when you saw a drenched Hermione and a happy Ron on your sides.

"What was that about?" Hermione asked you, not hiding her excitement.

"Yeah, Nott just hugged you infront of the entire bloody school, what's gotten into that bloke." Ron said in disbelief as you began to walk towards the boats.

"Oh don't you get Ronald, it's love." Hermione smiled happily, and you laughed as Ronald shook his head until you realised what she said.

"What do you mean by 'love'?" You eyed her carefully, but she casually ignored you as she sat down on a boat, dragging you and Ron with her.

"She has a bet with Fred and George about who's going to confess first. Fred and George thinks that Nott is going to confess first by the last trial." Ron explained, before Hermione interrupted him.

"And I believe that Theodore is going to confess sometime around the second task, more exactly, today." You looked at Hermoine with a fish mouth. In your entire time of knowing Hermoine, you have never heard her make a bet. Especially not on a so stupid thing as your love life.

"What makes you belive that? He hasn't spoken to me in two months!" You exclaimed while holding up two figners.

Hermione looked at with an odd expression.

"I'm sorry are you blind? Have you seen him the last week. He's been looking at you like a homeless kitten. It's sad really." Hermione looked forwards again and you only shook your head at her.

"But why did no one bet on me to confess first?" You slapped your hand of your mouth as you realised what you said, and Hermoine let out a gasp.

"So you do like him!?" You hushed her quickly, looking around you to make sure that no one was listening to you conversation.

"Shut it, I don't need the entire school to know." You hissed when the boat came to a stop.

"Oh belive me, the entire school does already know." Ron concluded as he stepped out from the boat. Hermione glared at him as they walked, but he only smiled lightly.

Suddenly, they stopped and you casted your eyes forwards, only to see Mattheo Riddle and Lorenzo Bekshire standing infront of you. You looked in between them quiestongly.

"Uh, hello." Lorenzo said bashfully with a smile on his face. Ron and Hemoine looked doubtfully between the two boys as they stood infront of them, Lorenzo trying to make small talk while Mattheo looked like he'd rather be anywhere else than infront of them.

"Alright that's enough." Mathheo interrupted Lorenzos talk about the weather before grabbing you by your upper arm and dragging you away from your friends.

"Come on, we need to talk." You looked in panic back towards Ron and Hermoine, who booth looked as confused as you felt. You looked at Lorenzo as he caught up with you, and gave you a bright smile, which you returned with an unsure smile from yourself.

You wanted to ask where you were going, but you didn't have to when you saw the rest of the slytherins, along with Theo standing there and talking mindlessly.

You emidiatly tensed up and tried to struggle out of Mattheos hard grip.

"Nuh uh. You two are going to speak to each other today. I'm tired of getting woken up by Notts crying in the middle of the bloody night." He mumbled, and began to drag you towards them again.

Had Theo been crying?

"Nott!" Mattheo yelled, gaining the attention of the small group. Theodore felt his heart drop when he saw who was with them. As if it were an instict, he tried to find a way out of it, not really feeling the need to meet your dissepointment for real.

But a hand on his holder stopped his head from moving around.

"Theodore, this is your only chance to make it right. You have to tell her." Blaize whispered, and Theodore pursed lips knowing that he was right. So with heavy feet, he walked up to you.

Lorenzo gave you a nodd, before walking along with the rest of the group, who was giving you strange looks before Lorenzo had started to sho them away.

It was quiet, the only thing that was heard was the splashing of the waves against the shore, and the wind blowing in the trees.

"Theodore wha-."

"How are you and Harry?" You watched as his face contorted into a fake smile, stuffing his hands even further down his black coat.

"Me and Harry?" He looked at you with his eyebrows together, as if it was obvious that it was you and Harry.

"It's... good? I'm sorry I don't really understand." Theodore sighed as he kicked in the dirt, feeling anxious towards your calculating eyes.

"Nothing."

"Are you still cold?" He asked, finally finding the courage to meet your eye once again. He swallowed hard when he saw your sad frown as you shook your head, trying to apear to be glader than you really were.

"No, your scarf is warm." Now it was your turn to look away. His big brown eyes were starring at with the same softness that you hadn't seen for two months.

"I-.. I'm sorry. I never meant to be so... distant." He chocked out. He looked like he was in pain. And he probably felt like it to. You looked at him as he swallowed and harkeld as he waited for you to say something.

"Did i do something, Theodore?" You said in low voice. For the first time ever, you felt intimidated by his precens. The way his body slightly towers your own, how his eyes constantly loomed over you face.

"No. Of course not." He sighed after a beat of silence. He took a step closer to you, not feeling comfortable to be so far away from you. An you looked at him with questioning eyes.

"Theodore, if you're going to say something i want you to say it now, otherwise I'll leave." It was quiet for a moment and Theodore felt stuck.

He watched as you sighed deeply, looking down on the ground before swiftly walking by him.

Theodore reacted instantly. Before you were able to walk any further, he quickly took a strong hold on your wrist forcing you to stop. And you ended up standing shoulder against shoulder, with his against the lake and your eyes on the leaf covored ground, turned towards the forest.

"Y/n." He said. You didn't react.

"Y/n, look at me." He sternly ordered, and you could feel that he was staring at the side of your head. His hand slightly tightened in an almost possessive way around your wrist, and you couldn't lie that it brought a nervous feeling to your stomach.

His hand slowly started to raise from your wrist, his fingertips slowly tracing the length of your arm, and you wanted to belive that you could feel the warmth of his fingertips through the layers of your soaked clothes and blankets.

"I want to be selfish." He spoke lowly and melancholy. You were confused because it didn't even sound like he was speaking to you.

His continued up towards your face, and you took a deep breath with you felt his knuckles starting to steadily graze your cheek.

"I love you."

You snapped your head towards him feeling anger rise faster than a rocket in you chest. Angry tears hung in your lashes, and maybe in different scenario you would have been happier, but your butterflies had no chance do defeat the flames of your anger.

"You're a coward." His face fell the second he heard your words.

"I know my love." He sadly smiled at me as he soothed his palm over you cheek.

"You didn't speak to me for months, only because you liked me? You hurt me, Theo." You tried to confirm what you were hearing, but it was hard to keep your voice steady.

"I didn't speak to you for months because I'm in love with you." His forehead made contact with the side of your head.

"I didn't speak to you for months because if I did I would become selfish, and if I did I would destroy everything that you and Potter have together." He slowly lowered his head, so that he could peck you by the ear before he left, but was disappointed when you abruptly pulled away from him.

"What is this constant japing about me and Harry?! I have never in my life been in love with him, let alone dating him!" You shouted, your frustration running amock as you realized how utterly dumb Theodore Nott was.

"You ignored me for two months because you thought I was in love with Harry?" You quietened down when you saw the startled eyes that Theo gave you after you shouted.

He didn't answer, only continued to stare at you with big eyes.

"Theodore Nott, if you had just told me about your feelings nothing of this would have happened. I would be yours by now if you just to-" Something warm touched your top lip, which made your voice get lost in the autumn air. Your eyes were blown wide as you saw Theo being so close to you with your eyes closed, his big hands on your cheeks and his soft lips on yours.

He slowly cracked his eyes open, and he felt his cheeks become red when he saw your pupil-blown eyes starring at him

"Close your eyes." He mumbled shyly against your lips, and when you did as he said, he collected one more kiss. This on being directly in the middle of your lips.

Your arms hung limply at your sides as you tried your best to kiss him back.

When he pulled away his breath was much shakier than he intended it to be, and he felt embarrassed when a lonely tear escaped his eye.

You quickly stood up on your toes, and kissed him right under his closed eye, tasting the salt of his tear on your lips as you pulled away.

"Theo."

"I'm sorry. I should never have done that to you."

"Theo I think I'm in love with you."

꧁ end ꧂

I think it was a little half as but whatevs

Thanks to @eunoiathewriter for helping me with the idea!

#theodore nott x you #theodore nott x reader #theodore x reader #theo x reader #harry potter x reader #hermione x reader #Ron weasly #fred and george #Angst #fluff #fanfiction #goblet of fire #Mattheo Riddle #Blaize Zabini #lorenzo zurzolo #One shot #theo imagine #harry potter imagine #harry potter x you #Draco malfoy #ron x reader #the goblet of fire #cederic diggory #x reader #theodore nott x fem!reader #harry potter 4 #Theodore Nott angst #Weezer

[the-underrated-moon]

Blairon just makes so much sense to me! Like it’s the perfect opposites attract, grumpy x sunshine love story Blaise was raised a wealthy only child by a single mom and Ron was raised in a huge family that was not very well off.

Blaise would fall first and try to buy Ron’s affections like his mom’s previous husbands. Ron would go along with it because hey free food and gifts but then as he sees how lonely Blaise is would give the relationship an actual shot and thus fall madly in love. Ron would enjoy the quiet privacy of Zabini Manor and Blaise would (without expressing it) love the close cramped loving chaos of the Burrow. It’s so perfect!

#harry potter #blaise zabini #ron weasly #blairon #drarry #slytherin #gryffindor #I ship it even if in the same universe drarry and panmione is not a thing

[l-egionaire]

You know what? I'm bored, and I've got some ideas, so here are my Ilvermony headcanons.

The separate houses are treated as little more than an aesthetic difference by the students. While there might be rivalries and prank wars between the houses, it never gets to the levels of near discrimination that it gets to at Hogwarts. The students all just consider themselves students of the same school and members of the houses intermingle and hang out with each other all the time. They're even allowed to be in each other's dorms for limited amounts of time each day. The teachers encourage it as they often say that each house represents a part of what every great wizard needs, and coming together helps bring them all together towards the ideal wizard.

It's not uncommon for there to be students from other countries who don't speak English perfectly. Thankfully, there are charms to help translate their speech for the teacher, and the only part of their work that needs to be spoken English are their incantations. Though some might still ask for help in getting the pronunciation correct.

The dining hall students eat in is vastly different from Hogwarts's Great Hall, being a large room with mahogany walls filled with multiple circular tables covered in red tablecloths with gold trim and set with silver untensils, fine blue China plates, and crystal glasses. In the center of the room is a vast roaring fireplace with a picture of the Sayre family overtop of it. During feasts, the Pukwudgies bring out platters and pitchers of food and drink that stay magically hot and cold until the students serve themselves from them. Students are allowed to sit at whatever table they please, and the staff eat at a massive table in the middle of all the others.

The dorms are just different buildings of the castle that have five floors of T-shaped hallways with long red and gold rugs bearing the houses symbol. Along the walls of each hallways are dorm rooms for each years students. Students are assigned two each to a dorm, with their roommates's names being included with the letters they receive at the start of each new year. Roommates can't be changed unless two students agree to trade with each other. The dorms all have two large half poster beds with red and gold sheets and blankets, the blankets also carrying their houses symbol and pillows with blue pillow cases. There's also two desks, half dressers, wardrobes, and a set of three shelves above the dressers on both sides (the rooms are enhanced with expansion charms to give them extra space). The halls for younger students all have a dorm manager in them, an older student who was chosen to sleep on their floor to act as a chaperone and disciplinary figure to the students.

The students get to the school by way of multiple magical single decker busses that all arrive at Rockfeller Center in New York. They drive for around an hour before making a stop at a magically hidden pit stop where the students can get snacks, drinks and use the bathroom before the rest of the journey.

Thanksgivings at Ilvermony are always huge. The decorations include fall leaves that flutter and blow themselves through the halls, realistic turkey figures that jump around and gobble, and in the center of each dining room table is a red and gold hat that plays music. Each table gets its own turkey to carve (any leftovers are served over the next few days as sandwiches) along with boats of gravy and cranberry sauce, bowls of corn, mashed potatoes and carrots. And for dessert, a veritable buffet of pies, including Ilvermony's famous cranberry pie, the recipe said to have been invented by Isolt Sayre herself.

Any students without a wand before coming to school is allowed to select one from the hall of wands just past the sorting room. The hall holds hundreds of wands stacked inside their case along the walls. The room holds both wands so new they were just ordered yesterday and so old they were created at the very start of the school. After each sorting ceremony, the head of the school helps each first year's find a wand that "chooses" them, a process that can take up to an hour at most. It's also heavily guarded at all times by both a pair of heavily armed, muscular Pukwudgies and a rotating member of the staff as it's a prime target for thievery either by students or dark wizards.

Ilvermorny boasts a massive roaster of international magical studies electives. In each one, students can study the government, magical creatures, and magical history of the country of their choosing. Some even go on summer trips to those countries to further their studies.

Rather than O.W.L.s, Ilvermorny students takes the W.I.T. or Wizarding Intuition Tests, something similar to an SAT tests. The tests are taken twice, once during sixth year and once during seventh year for each class the students take, and the combined scores of each year are added together, and that average becomes their score. The better the score in certain subjects, the more job opportunities the students have.

To receive mail, students go to the mail room in a tall tower at the southern side of the castle where every owl goes to bring packages and letters for their deliveriees to receive. The mail room is student run and students are selected at random to do the job.

#Harry Potter #Hogwarts #Isolt Sayre #Ilvermorny #ilvermony school of witchcraft and wizardry #Wampus cat house #Pukwudgie #Thunderbird #Horned Serpent #Harry james potter #Ron Weasly #Wizard school #Harry potter headcanons #Ilvermorny headcanons #HP #Hp fandom #Hogwarts legacy #Severus snape #Draco Malfoy #hermione granger

[jeannemaybedarc]

There once was a boy named Harry~

#art #draw #drawing #fanart #my art #harry potter #hermione granger #ron weasly #ron weasley

[rooksrambles]

if other share in the tags if you'd like, we're very curious :}

(when we say other queer ships, that is, of course, within the harry potter fandom, and is used to encompass anything that isn't drarry or in the marauders era time period/fandom, there's only so many options we can put and thought these were some of the most popular queer hp ship spheres)

#polls #harry potter poll #harry potter #draco malfoy #drarry #queer harry potter #james potter #lilly potter #lilly evans #regulus black #sirius balck #remus lupin #ginny weasley #luna lovegood #nymphadora tonks #marlene mckinnon #scorpius malfoy #rose weasley #albus potter #james sirius potter #lilly luna potter #marauders #marauders era #tried to tag this evenly #theres so many ships tho #goodness #hermione granger #ron weasly #pansy parkinson #theodore nott

[hearts4robs]

𝐆𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐬, 𝐠𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥.🪞

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Fandom. Harry Potter universe

Pairing. Ronald Weasly x fem!reader (she/her)

Genre. fluff/soft/sfw🍊

Word count. 722

Warnings. The word “cunt”?

Req. This wasn’t necessarily a request, but I wrote this for my friend some times back and I thought I'd share🫶

Summary. You’re gorgeous and Ron can’t help but tell you.

Notes. I felt like I wasn’t writing enough for the other fandoms so I made one😛 This is also very much not read through, it’s a bit rough writing and grammar.

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It was early morning. One of those early mornings where the fog of the morning still painted over the fields outside and around the grounds of Hogwarts. One of those mornings where [your name] knew that [dorm mates name] would be yapping about her feet getting cold and her toes going numb.

[Your name]s toes weren’t going numb. Because [your name] was stood in the small kitchenette of Ronald, Harry, Neville, Thomas and Seamus’ small dorm room. The majority was home for the holidays leaving just Ron and Harry in the dorm. Harry was no where to be found so it was just Ronald and [your name] in the warmth of the cozy and warm toned room.

Ron rolls onto his side, stretching his arm out to grab a hold of his girlfriend. She wasn’t there. A frown paints Ron’s brows as he blinks his eyes open, squinting as he searches the room. The warmth of his thick covers were too nice and heavy for him to even try and get out of them.

He didn’t have to. [your name] was mere meters from him, 8 meters max. Her back was turned to him, a pair of home-knitted socks keeping her toes warm, pyjama pants resting around her waist and hugging her legs just right. A loose band t-shirt that Ron had no idea who the owner of it was, draped over her shoulders, the loose fabric oversized on her, revealing her left shoulder. Ron smiled lazily to himself as he watched his girlfriend’s [your hair colour] hair fall down her back, her feet quietly shuffling against the hard wooden floors as she makes herself her morning mug of tea.

Ronald’s head was fuzzy with all sorts of emotions. His pupils dilate slightly, his eyes flickering up the curves of his girlfriends body. His hand sinks into the soft fabric of the pillow [your name] had borrowed for the night. He tugs it to his chest, his nose nuzzling into the fabric as he breathed her in, a tired and groggy sigh leaving his nose. [Your name] heard this and she turns her head, her body soon following.

“Good morning, cunt.” She mutters, her own voice rough from the cold night of sleep. Ron’s eyes followed her as she walking to the bed. Ron has never placed his head in her lap so fast as she took a seat on his bed. He didn’t mind the degrading nickname. It was rare she called him something nice or endearing.

His arms wraps around her waist, his fingers digging into her flesh in an attempt to get closer, to feel her presence better. A breathy giggle leaves his girlfriends lips as her fingers run through his hair. He lets out a content sigh as his muscles relax, a hum vibrating his lips as he lays there.

“Did you sleep well?” [your name] asks, her voice almost making Ron squeeze her even tighter. He merely nods slowly, nuzzling closer to the warmth of his girlfriend.

“What about you?” He asks, his voice rough and laced with sleep as he looks up at [your name], his eyelashes fluttering slightly. [Your name] nods as her hand tracked to his cheek. His flesh melts into her hand as he tilts his head closer.

The warm liquid of [your name]s morning tea burns against her lips, her focus on the mug, careful not to drop it or spill all over Ron. Her thump drags gently across Ron’s cheek as she sits there in silence, Ron’s sleepy and slightly stuffed nose making his breathing the only audible sound in the room. A few minutes pass by with Ronald just laying there and [your name] holding him.

“… You’re beautiful, [your name].” He confesses, his voice quietly and rough from the lack of use. [Your name]s cheeks doesn’t take more than a few seconds to reach the same temperature as the tea in her mug.

“Shove off, dickhead.” [Your name] pushes Ron’s head off of her lap as she stands up, her nose wrinkling as she, despite her suppressed smile, walks away annoyed. Ronald hand help but smile as she watches her. She was beautiful even then.

#Ron weasly #Ronald weasly #ron weasly x reader #Ron weasly x y/n #Ron weasly fluff #Ron weasly soft #hp #Harry potter

[badasgirlfriend]

#harry potter #marauders #harry potter hogwarts game #incorrect harry potter quotes #harry potter twitter #harry potter tweets #ronald weasley #ron weasly #fake tweets #harry potter fake tweets #harry potter fanfiction

[the-most-sane-hp-fan]

Incorrect Quotes

part two

Luna: If you bite it and you die, it’s poisonous. If it bites you and you die, it’s venomous.

Neville: What if it bites me and it dies!?

Ginny: Then you’re poisonous. Jesus Christ, Neville, learn to listen.

Harry: What if it bites itself and I die?

Ron: That’s voodoo.

Hermione: What if it bites me and someone else dies?

Neville: That’s correlation, not causation.

Harry: What if we bite each other, and neither of us die?

Ron: That’s kinky.

Luna: Oh my God.

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Harry: Truth or dare?

Ron: Dare

Harry: I dare you to kiss the hottest person in the room

Ron: Hey Hermione

Hermione, blushing: Yeah?

Ron: Could you move? I’m trying to get to Y/n.

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Newt: Why isn’t the statue smirking at me?

Theseus : It isn’t smirking at anyone, they’re all just imagining it.

Newt: Three of us saw it, Theseus . How do you explain that?

Theseus : points at Jacob* Sleep deprivation. points at Credence Paranoia. points at Y/n* Delusional personality disorder.

(lol we are Orla)

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Theseus: Are we really going to let Newt keep Jacob?

Credence: We kept Y/n.

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Tom/Voldemort: Mattheo…

Mattheo: Oh no, 'Mattheo' in b-flat.

Mattheo: You're disappointed.

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Tom/Voldemort: Don’t worry, I know exactly what I’m doing. Everything is going to be fine!

Mattheo: How can you still say that?

Tom/Voldemort: Because sometimes, when things get tough, denial is all we have.

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Voldemort: What’s up guys? I’m back.

Y/n: What the- you can’t be here. You’re dead. I literally saw you die.

Voldemort: Death is a social construct.

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Voldemort: Some of you may die, but that’s a sacrifice I’m willing to make

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Lockhart: I was born for politics. I have great hair and I love lying

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Harry: What’s something you guys are better than Draco at?

Hermione: Mario Kart.

Ron: Yeah, video games.

Y/n: Emotional vulnerability.

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Dumbledore: What time is it?

Grindlewald: I don’t know; pass me that saxophone and we’ll find out

Grindlewald: *Plays sax loudly and extremely out of tune*

Aberforth: WHO THE FUCK IS PLAYING THE SAXOPHONE AT TWO IN THE MORNING

Grindlewald: It’s 2 am

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Tina: Care for another sundae, weenie?

Queenie: I am not a weenie!

Y/n: Relax, you’re among friends. raises their drink

Queenie: My friends don’t hang out at Weenie Hut Jr’s.

Newt: You tell ‘em, Queenie! sips their drink

Queenie: Newt, what’re you doing here?

Newt: I’m always here on Double Weenie Wednesdays.

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Neville: We need to distract these guys

Fred and George: Leave it to us

Fred and George: Centaurs have six limbs and are therefore insects. Discuss.

Seamus, Mattheo, and Harry: Immediately begin arguing

Ron, watching in horror: Oh this. I don’t like this. I don't like this at all.

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Lucius, holding a python: Guys I impulsively bought a snake, what do I name him?

Snape: You did WHAT–

Voldemort: William Snakepeare

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Newt, whispering to Theseus , who’s on the phone with Y/n: Ask them something!

Theseus : How are you feeling?

Y/n: Fine.

Newt: Something personal!

Theseus : At what age did you first get your period?

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Narcissa: In your opinion, what’s the height of stupidity?

Bellatrix: turning to Andromeda How tall are you?

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Narcissa: Are you sure this is the right direction?

Bellatrix: Certainly, I'm as sure as I am honest!

Andromeda: In that case, we're definitely lost.

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Narcissa: Screams

Bellatrix: Screams louder to establish dominance

Andromeda: Should we do something?

Y/n: No, I want to see who wins.

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Narcissa: Dammit, Bellatrix!

Bellatrix: What?! It wasn’t me!

Narcissa: Sorry, force of habit. Dammit, Andromeda!

Andromeda: Not me either.

Narcissa: Oh…Then who set the house on fire?

Y/n: whistles

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Voldemort: Wake me up…

Snape: Before you go go!

Lucius: When September ends…

death eaters: WAKE ME UP INSIDE-

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Newt is cooking

Theseus : Any chance that’s for me?

Newt: It’s for Y/n. I’m planning on making some bad choices tonight, and I need them on my side.

Jacob: I never realized the forethought that went into being a disappointment.

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Newt: Why are your tongues purple?

Theseus: We had slushies. I had a blue one.

Y/n: I had a red one.

Jacob: oh

Jacob:

Jacob: OH

Newt :

Newt: You drank each other's slushies?

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Y/n: Tom Riddle, my old arch enemy.

Harry: … I thought I was your arch enemy?

Y/n: I have a life outside of you, Harry.

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James: I’ve done a lot of dumb stuff.

Remus: I witnessed the dumb stuff.

Peter : I recorded the dumb stuff.

Sirius : I joined in on the dumb stuff.

Y/n: I TRIED TO STOP YOU FROM DOING THE DUMB STUFF!!!

#newt scamander #theseus scamander #tom riddle #jacob kowalski #queenie goldstein #tina goldstein #fred and george #harry james potter #harry potter #ron #ron weasly #hermione granger #hp incorrect quotes #harry potter incorrect quotes #the marauders #peter petigrew #remus lupin #sirius black #james potter #severus snape #slytherin #narcissa black #bellatrix black #bellatrix lestrange #narcissa malfoy #andromeda tonks #the black sisters #andromeda black #draco malfoy

[feralboo-the-weirdo]

BARBIE SPOILERS. if you have not seen it and you don't want spoilers, just skip over this. Unless you would like some prior warning for it. :)

This is honestly the only summery of the Barbie movie I can give without going into a giant rant:

Spoiler: Yes. They pushed both. I just couldn't get the other meme to work.

dang, I have a feeling this is going to garner quite a bit of hate, but as a disclaimer before I go into what I will try to keep a tiny rant-- I understand there are people who did like it and I want to like it, because it's you know, it's Barbie and the old movies were wonderful, but... the movie made itself irredeemable to me.

Yes, it was satire, but it was honestly hard to tell what was satire and what they proclaimed was truth. I hated it. Every moment I spent in the theater I wanted to leave it.

why was how they broke the brainwashing reminding women how mistreated they are? Like. HOW. DOES. THAT. FIX. ANYTHING? was it satisfying for a bit? admittedly yes, the initial rant the mom gave was satisfying.... and then they dragged out the bit and it was just like "what on earth is this?" why is this what unbrainwashes them?

Also, I know people are going to get onto the "well they were white so that explains everything" No. no it does not.

Also everything they brought up they did not go deep into. like Ken being hurt by the Patriarchy too. they spent about five minutes (if that) on it and then were like "yay! problem solved, it's barbie land again." Also mental health. Was handled VERY poorly. it's not a joke. as someone who deals with mental health struggles on the daily I did not appreciate how they presented it.

The "only baby dolls" thing. This should not have made me hate this movie so much because it's (MAYBE???) satire. But still. They have not been the only doll to exist ever.

This movie hated both genders equally but tried to make it seem like they loved women.

Also. I hated the extremes they went to in the real world. Not every man is Evil. there are some that definitely should not be allowed around women or other people yes, but not all of them are evil. And not all women are good either.

No one, the barbie movie: women are so mistreated, woah is us!

Also the barbie movie: eck! we're so powerful we can't stand it!

But mostly, I just hated it because I was promised a happy movie of Barbie having a midlife crisis and Ken coming along for the ride and instead it was like Tik tok. in movie form.

This movie did not make me feel anymore comfortable with my gender. if anything it made me feel worse. I left the theater feeling like I should have been empowered, but I just felt gross. Overall, this is probably the last post I will ever make for this movie because I want it to fade into the background and be ignored. The worst insult I could give this movie is ignoring it's existence entirely.

Does anyone else miss when movies just had strong CHARACTERS instead of it being a strong gender? like it wasn't "LOOK A FEMALE WHO IS A CHARACTER!!!" and "oh, a guy character, gross." Why does it have to be so extreme? Like I appreciate there are more female protagonists out there but I also miss when they weren't all hot headed, arrogant, jerks, and when they were FEMININE. like. what. is wrong. with. being soft??? also I miss smart male protagonists. and male protagonists in general who were good characters not comic relief. (unrelated, but semi related note: I will never forgive the Harry Potter Movies for what they did to Ron to make Hermione smart. Ron is SMART TOO. My boy deserved better!)Like there was a while there where women and men both had equal roles in stories and they were good because they were good characters and now... it's just politics. and I'm sick of it.

I don't know what Barbie was supposed to be but it was not what I wanted to see when I went to see it. I had low expectations, but somehow, it failed them. failed them hard. Honestly, I don't know how anyone likes it, and I'm still to angry at it to look for reasons why people did. Maybe in a few years after my anger at what this movie was actually about subsides.

In conclusion, I finally remembered why I don't go see movies anymore. I want a story, not a message. Barbie provided a message. a very dark undertone that hid under "discover yourself and your role in the world :)"

P.S. If you liked Barbie and wish to tear me to shreds, please remember I was not the target audience, I did not "get it" as those in the target audience did.

#anti barbie movie #anti greta gerwig #barbie #harry potter #ron weasly #hermione granger #harry potter movies #high functioning depression #toxic feminism #toxic masculinity #why does this keep happening??? #There are good movies out there. #just not this one #story telling #barbie movie spoilers #barbie 2023 spoilers #the barbie movie #rant #rant post #im so angry #confused #tired

[batwingsrosa]

Life lessons different Harry Potter characters have taught me:

Harry James Potter taught me to always look for the best in people and to try to be forgiving and kind to others.

He taught me to show empathy to others and that hard work pays off.

Severus Snape taught me that it doesn‘t matter what you look like on the outside. What matters is your character. He taught me that loyalty is one of the greatest values and that true love is everlasting.

He taught me to be confident in myself and my abilities and to be ambitious in all i do.

He taught me the meaning of resiliance, bravery and sacrifice.

Albus Dumbledore taught me that you should always remember to turn on a light even in the darkest of times.

He and Lily Potter taught me that love is the strongest and most powerful feeling in the world.

It‘s the most powerful form of magic.

Luna Lovegood and Nymphadora Tonks taught me to always be myself, even when others shun me for it. There is no shame in being who you are. Don‘t let others dim your light;)

Remus Lupin taught me to be patient and to try to give my knowledge to the next generation. He taught me that my illness doesn‘t define me.

Hermione Granger taught me the importance of knowledge in life or death situations- and to always be eager to learn and aquire new skills.

Ron Weasly taught me that a true friend is oftentimes hard to find but never replacable.

He taught me the value of friendship.

Minerva McGonnagal taught me that‘s important to be organized and disciplined in all i do. She taught me the importance of taking responsibility for my own actions.

Neville Longbottom taught me that i can decide on the direction my life takes and how important it is to stand up for myself. Neville taught me that even those of us who started small can become a great human being. He taught me the meaning of true bravery.

Rubeus Hagrid taught me that all life is valuable. And therefore you should always try to be kind to every living creature. No matter how small or insignificant they seem.

Hedwig taught me that friendship can take many forms and she and Dobby taught me that the smallest beings can be the most loyal.

Fred and George Weasly taught me to believe in my dreams and always try to put a smile on other peoples faces. They taught me the importance of humour in my life.

Ginny Weasly taught me that there is no shame in being a woman.

True strength comes from the inside.

And the fire inside you can never be extinguished.

#life lessons #harry potter #harry potter characters #severus snape #lily evans #lily potter #remus lupin #albus dumbledore #nymphadora tonks #fred and george #fred and george weasley #ginny weasley #rubeus hagrid #Hedwig #dobby #luna lovegood #neville longbottom #minerva mcgonagall #hermione granger #Ron Weasly #harry james potter #always #sacrifice #bravery #loyalty #true loyalty #love is the most powerful magic #true love is everlasting #there is no shame in being who you are #just be yourself

[the-sun-is-also-a-star]

Drarry prompt : Physical touch as their love language :)

So this may be like...2 years late. I have no excuses. I am so sorry. I hope you like this lmao, i haven't written for drarry in literal ages. It's short and cute and I wrote it in less than half an hour if im being honest.

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Touch was special to Harry.

At first it was terrible, coming from a household where every touch was violent and love was rare.

Hogwarts changed that.

Ron would throw his arm over his shoulder after a quidditch match and Hermione would fall asleep on his shoulder while they studied late. It was odd, but soon it became as easy as breathing.

Soon touch became the way Harry communicate. He'd lightly shove Seamus with his shoulder and press his knee to Luna's when he'd sit on the floor with her to listen to her daily rants. He'd kiss Hermione's forehead before she left a room and tug on Ron's clothes to get his attention. He'd make sure that he was always touching someone at some point.

Harry Potter was not a boy who was shown a lot of love through touch, but he expressed it oh so generously.

When Draco and Harry became hesitant friends in 8th year, Harry was nervous.

The war had not ruined his affinity for physical touch as a means of comfort, in fact, it may have exacerbated it.

But Harry did not know if Draco liked to be touched and with a friendship so rocky, he wasn't willing to risk it.

But like all things with Draco, everything just sort of clicked.

When they sat together for lunch in the great hall (a fact that made Harry giddy with joy for some reason?) he found Draco sitting close enough that their arms pressed together.

When they sat next to each other in class, Draco's leg would be close enough to brush against his every now and then.

When they sat on the couches in the 8th year common room, all of their friends sitting together, squashed up on the couches, Draco and him would sprawl all over each other, limbs entangled and unbearbly comfortable.

All in all, Harry loved it.

It was when they started dating that it all came to a crux.

It was their first year out of Hogwarts, and with Draco begining his time consuming journey of training to become a potions master, a relationship was the last thing that you would assume could work out.

But they made it work, they always do.

Harry didn't care that Draco had odd hours because he had to sometimes check on potions at weird times in the night, he didn't care that sometimes Draco would spend entire afternoons reading on potions textbook or the other, he didn't care that sometimes Draco had to cancel plans last minute because his mentor was an utter ass and had Draco running at his beck and call.

It should have bothered him, especially as early as it was into their relationship as it was, but it didn't.

He didn't care becauss when Draco got back from his odd hours he would always kiss the crown of Harry's head, and get back into bed, going back to spooning him like he never left. He

didn't care because when Draco spent entire afternoons reading, he always did it on the couch next to Harry, his legs curled up next to him and his body leaning into his, and afterwards he would kiss Harry and thank him for being so patient with him. He didn't care because everytime before he got back from his mentor he would kiss Harry on the cheek, and hug him, tightly, promising that as soon as his internship was done he would never cancel plans again because he knew how important stability was for Harry.

Harry was never that good with expressing how he felt, but he loved Draco Malfoy, and he expressed that very clearly. He expressed it in the way he linked their pinkys together. He expressed it the way he hugged Draco from behind when he made coffee in the morning. He expressed it in the way he swung their hands when they walked anywhere.

And Draco loved him, oh how Draco loved him.

Draco loved him in the way he let Harry bury his face in his neck when he was cold. Draco loved him in the way he put his arm around Harry's chair when they went to pub nights with their friends. Draco love him in the way he pulled him close when they were dancing. Draco loved him.

Touch was everything to Harry, it was how he loved and how he wanted to be loved.

And oh, how he was loved.

#I hope this was good I actually have no idea lmao #I actually love the idea of Harey just being a very physical person #Also yes i think he kisses his friend's foreheads #And he has hours long catchup sessions with Luna #they sit on the floor with their knees touching #harry x draco #harry potter #gryffindor #hp #hogwarts #draco malfoy #draco x harry #ron weasly #ron and harry #hermione #hermione granger #seamus finnigan #luna lovegood #harry and luna friendship #its so important to me #fanfic #drabble #oneshot #drarry fanfic #writing #writer #prompt #drarry prompt

[serendipity-in-love]

#ron weasly #rupert grint #harry potter #movie #childhood #movies #film #grunge #hipster #indie #aesthetic

[crepus]

awkward draco and harry post war is great.

like your kids are best friends, soulmates even, so you have to invite each other to shit, right? but also this is the guy that hated you since you two meet in a train to hogwarts, but also he doesn't seem to hate you anymore, but you did throw his dad in azkaban, but he threw slurs at hermione, but you can see him making an effort to change, but he still lives in the manor where your friends were tortured, you work the same job, you see each other daily but neither makes an effort to talk about things, your kid runs away to his house when you two fight, his kid does the same.

how are you suppesed to react? how do you make things less awkward?

Draco sitting in front of Hermione, Ron and Harry for Christmas or something and wants the earth to swallow him whole.

#all 4 of them like: uhm...hi? #draco malfoy #THE harry potter #hermione granger #ron weasly #harry potter

[rosesforyourproses]

While I know I should be studying right now for the exams but all the Harry Potter tiktok videos on my feed is making me wanna write my thoughts about all the houses in Hogwarts. I’ve seen many videos saying how each houses are messed up and that Hufflepuff really is the only un-problematic of the bunch which is I guess true in some way.

If we think about it, Slytherin was supposed to be a house for the people who were hardworking, passionate, and dedicated, they were basically the house of the triers and we can see such traits from people like Draco and Snape. Draco was someone who was loyal to his family (whose loyal to Voldemort and an old tradition who doesn’t fit the new era) and he really persevered until the end and we have Snape who loved Lily even until the very end of his life, even when Lily loved someone else, the thing is that they were hardworking, dedicated, and passionate people— characteristics that seem nice to have if you think about it, but one can only say that he lived a life of virtue if he spent his time pursuing noble acts. Those traits by themselves don’t make them righteous but where you choose to put your efforts on.

Then the house of Ravenclaw, many keep on saying that Hermoine or Hermione should’ve been in Ravenclaw which I disagree, Hermoine is indeed smart but I think the one who embodies the ideal of Rowena is someone like Luna and not Hermoine. While our opinions would likely differ depending on our definition of intelligence but the foundation of intelligence— for me— is someone who possess a curious and open mind. A mind who wanders and explores and I think Luna captured such essence well. After all, if one is curious that would lead them to seek answers, all methods of explanations of the world around us like Science, Math, Philosophy was because there was a person who asked why and went to discover those answers if nobody quench their curiosity. One must also be able to be open to all sorts of experiences and consider the opinions of others. I think it’s the reason why Rowena didn’t wanna use the diadem because it would void the entire point. Intelligence becomes corrupted when it’s coupled with arrogance and greed, it’s no longer about the joy and fulfillment of discovery but who knows all. Ravenclaw is for those people who’s eyes sparkle and glimmer when they discover something that piques their interest and when someone talks about what they love, it’s for those children who asked why the sky is blue, where do babies come from, or why does the apple fall and not go up. Hermoine is studious but she doesn’t have the qualities of a Ravenclaw and all throughout the book, Hermoine’s courageous heart and her ability to fight for what she believes is right (e.g, helping the elves in realizing their slavery) was always what stood out more which I think is the main trait for the Gryffindors.

The Gryffindors were supposed to be these people who would be the future politicians and lawyers of the world (in muggle sense) people who have a strong moral ground and who would fight for what they think is right. They would see a kid being bullied and would defend him, see someone getting humiliated by the teacher and would stood up for that person even if it meant it’ll get them in trouble, those kids who are not scared to speak up when they see injustice. Then we have people like Peter Pettigrew who represent the other side of the spectrum, why did he get sorted in Gryffindor if he was such a coward? While you see he was brave, he was only brave because he had strong people around him, he was the type of guy who is only strong and courageous because he had allies. Unfortunately, many of us are like this, we never tend to speak up not until someone else does, we tend to cower in the face of power and authority and we would rather face the inequality, bow down our heads, and lick their ass rather than speaking up because it is easier that way, it’s easier to bite our tongue, shut our eyes, and cover our ears because we have so much to lose, so we keep our hands close and tight so that nothing slips from our grasp.

Lastly, we have the Hufflepuff, I like the entire concept of Hufflepuffs, very kind, caring, and loving people. The one who would always be there for you, always help you, someone who may not be able to fight for you but a sure guarantee they’ll be the people who will stand by you while life is being mean to you. They were not lying when they said that they’ll carry the other half of the burden your heart is carrying. These type of people are unable to hurt anybody else but themselves. In the other side of the fence where the grass is not greener, these people will be the people pleasers, the givers, the one who always pour their heart out for others but leave nothing for themselves. But you know, there’s a thin line between kindness and naïvety. You can still be kind and helpful without having to sacrifice yourself. Kindness doesn’t always have to be served in a golden platter with your heart in it.

#harry potter #hermoine granger #professor snape #harry potter community #ron weasly #draco malfoy #gryffindor #Hufflepuff #slytherin #ravenclaw #luna lovegood #salazar slytherin #rowena ravenclaw #harry potter books #emma watson

[yourbibillyhill]

Today's a sad day for us, Potterheads. The person who played Hagrid, the person who gave life to the character of Hagrid, Mr. Robbie Coltrane is no more. It was Hagrid who told Harry that he was a wizard and all of us always wished on our birthday that Hagrid would break our door too and bring our Hogwarts letter. He was one person whom our golden trio trusted with life. Just like Hagrid is immortal for us, Potterheads, Mr. Coltrane will also live in our hearts forever. May his soul rest in peace.

#harry potter series #harry potter #hermione granger #ron weasly #rubeus hagrid #albus dumbledore #potterhead #hogwarts #robbie coltrane #london #dark academia #light academia #chaotic academia #dragons #draco malfoy #lord voldemord #patronus #expecto patronum #childhood