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whenlilyfallsinlove · 13 days

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sirius black x reader

sirius is/was winning so fred fic tomorrow and jolene part 3 soon! this is a sad one beware. y/n is an implied gryffindor.

"i thought you'd might like to see this harry." sirius was stood in his old bedroom at grimmauld palace, holding a picture. it was the christmas holidays, so harry, ron and hermione were back. back at the order headquarters.

harry peered over sirius' shoulder to see that he was holding a photograph. a photograph which was now a little tattered due to age.

"what.. is it?" harry asked, curiously.

"the original order of the phoenix, look its your mother and father." sirius answered, and he was right. harry saw his parents smiling and waving at the camera, it made his heart ache.

to the side of lily and james was sirius, as handsome as ever, his hair shorter, and he was smiling. not at the camera but at the girl next to him. harry had never seen the girl before but he looked at her, noticing she too was smiling and waving like his parents, however she didn't seem to have noticed sirius was looking at her.

"marlene mckinnon" harry brought his attention away from the mystery girl to look at who sirius was pointing at.

"she was killed two weeks after this photograph was taken.. they got her whole family." sirius grimaced.

harry frowned, looking around at the picture again. he saw a younger, less rugged remus. frank and alice longbottom who were tortured using the cruciatus curse by bellatrix lestrange. the sight of their smiling faces made harry feel a pang of sympathy for neville.

but harry couldn't stop looking at the girl who was next to sirius. as he watched the picture play again and again, he noticed that she was laughing and sirius was too.

"uhh.. sirius?" harry spoke up, looking at sirius who also seemed to be staring at the mystery girl.

"yes harry?" sirius brought his eyes away from the photograph to look at harry.

"who's that girl next to you in the photograph?" harry asked, hoping he hadn't touched a nerve.

he saw sirius wince which made harry regret asking so he started apologising profusely.

"no it's okay harry, that is y/n l/n." harry recognised your name vaguely.

"who.. is she?" he asked.

"she is.. was one of my best friends at hogwarts. an honorary marauder if you will. skilled at charms and one of the funniest people i have ever met." sirius smiled fondly.

harry noticed sirius's change in tense.

"you don't have to answer but is she...?" harry trailed off but sirius knew what he meant. he nodded, sadly. harry's heart dropped, however he had realised where he had heard your name before.

harry was under his invisibility cloak, listening in to mcgonagall, flitwick, hagrid, fudge and madam rosmerta talking about sirius black.

"you say you remember him at hogwarts, rosmerta" murmered mcgonagall. "do you remember who his best friend was?"

"naturally.. never saw one without the other, did you? the number of times i had them in here - ooh they used to make me laugh. quite the double act, sirius black and james potter." madam rosmerta laughed.

harry had felt his heart dropped, at the time he thought sirius was guilty.

"precisely" said mcgonagall. "black and potter. ringleaders of their little gang."

"they'd all come in here lots. i remember. it was always the same group. that little peter pettigrew was there."

"he looked up to those two." mcgonagall sighed. "such a shame for him, poor boy."

"they used to come with a girl sometimes as well. pretty, always smiling." rosmerta said, making harry's ears prick up. they were probably talking about his mother.

"oh.. y/n l/n." mcgonagall suddenly seemed upset. harry had not heard this name before.

"she was such a talented young witch. always top of the class in charms." flitwick sighed.

"black was mad about her, i remember that rightly." madam rosmerta reminisced. "used to always buy her butterbeers, flirted with her all the time. she always had none of it, shooing him off"

harry's breath hitched.

"i don't know rosmerta." hagrid interjected "i think it went both ways."

"it was such a shame what happened to that poor poor girl. she would've been a great a witch. heavens.. sirius might not have turned out the way he did if she hadn't have died." mcgonagall's voice wobbled.

"now, now minerva don't get upset, it couldn't be helped." fudge comforted her, and your name wasn't brought up again.

""i remember.. madam rosmerta saying something about her. how she was friends with you." harry eventually spoke aloud. he had left out the parts of her and sirius and her death.

"oh we were, in fact i remember the day i first met her very clearly." sirius smiled.

you were scared, well of course you bloody were! it was your first day at a new school and you didn't know anyone. you didn't even know how to get on to the platform. apparently you were a "muggle-born." your parents weren't magic and it had come such a shock to you when professor mcgonagall showed up on your doorstep on your eleventh birthday claiming you were a wizard. madness.

you had arrived at the station, saying goodbye to your parents when you approached platforms 9 and 10. was this some sort of joke? how did you even get on?

"excuse me." you heard a voice pulling you from your thoughts. it was a woman, she was with a man and a boy who looked like he was about your age.

"would you like help getting on the platform, dearie?" the woman smiled kindly at you.

"yes please." you smiled.

"it's my son james' first year as well." you looked at the boy with messy dark hair and glasses. he grinned cheekily at you which you returned.

after the woman (euphemia, you learnt her name was) helped you get to the platform, you were left in the company of her son.

"hi. i'm james." he smiled.

"i'm y/n." you smiled back.

"you want to sit with me on the train?" he asked you, noticing your slight nervousness.

"yeah thanks." you followed james into a carriage on the train and you began small talk.

your talking was interrupted, however, by another boy entering the carriage. he was handsome, with long dark hair and a charming smile.

"can i sit here, i'm hiding from this kid severus, i spilt pumpkin juice all over him by accident" the boy chuckled.

james grins at this. "of course." he says.

"i'm sirius black." the boy smiles at james.

"james potter." he replies.

sirius turns his attention to you.

"and whats your name darling?" he cheekily smiles.

"call me darling again and i'll punch your brains out." you smile at him innocently. "but it's y/n."

sirius roared with laughter to which you grinned back.

"well y/n.. i think we're gonna get along just fine." he said. and he was right you were best friends since that very day.

sirius was smiling at the memory which made harry feel a little happier.

"were you.. dating?" harry blushes slightly.

sirius doesn't seem too bothered.

"no we weren't, my biggest regret was not telling her i loved her. especially after... it happened. lily told me she was head over heels for me." sirius faltered.

"now that i think about it.. it was quite obvious."

"AND BLACK'S GOT THE QUAFFLE AND HE SCORES!! 10 POINTS TO GRYFFINDOR." you shouted into the microphone. you had been the quidditch commentator since your third year and even now, two years later, it was still a role you took pride in.

you were stood next to mcgonagall in the box when you saw a slytherin beater aim for sirius' face.

"AND THE SLYTHERIN BEATERS HAVE ATTEMPTED TO HIT THE BLUDGER AT BLACK. PLEASE DON'T, WE DON'T WANT TO WRECK HIS PRETTY FACE." you shout.

"L/N, STICK TO THE GAME." mcgonagall shouted, but she didn't seem too annoyed. the crowd laughed.

"sorry professor, sirius was distracting me." you smile and you see sirius fly near your box and grin at you.

as the game went on, you continued to make some biased comments about gryffindor. and continued flirting with sirius. it was extremely common in your friendship,for the two of you to act like an old married couple. you'd never admit it to him but you really liked the boy.

"YOU DIRTY CHEATING SCUM, YOU ABSOLUTE BASTARDS." you jeered, when you saw the slytherin chasers slam themselves in to james.

"Y/N L/N, I'M WARNING YOU." mcgonagall shouted but she was just as annoyed.

"OH BUT HERE'S BLACK TO SAVE THE DAY, ISN'T HE A CHARMER, POTTER PASSES THE QUAFFLE TO BLACK AND HE SCORES AGAIN!! JUST BRILLIANT, ISN'T HE?" you ignore mcgonagall. you see sirius blowing a kiss at you.

you laugh, and then you're nudged by mcgonagall AGAIN.

you notice shes pointing at the golden snitch.

"THE GOLDEN SNITCH HAS BEEN SPOTTED AND THE SEEKERS ARE NECK AND NECK. WHOEVER CATCHES THIS WILL WIN AND- MCKINNON! SHE'S DONE IT! MARLENE MCKINNON HAS CAUGHT THE SNITCH. GRYFFINDOR WIN 270-80!!" you shout, and do a dance. sirius sees you and chuckle.

you run down from the box and straight onto the pitch and hug sirius tightly.

"you were great sirius." you smile.

"i know." he winks at you.

your cheeks heat up as you smack him round the back of the head.

"idiot!"

"she was murdered." sirius's tone in voice suddenly changed, brining harry out of his train of thiught.

"murdered for being a muggle-born, murdered for not ratting out lily and james." sirius said, angrily.

harry's eyes widened.

"disgusting." sirius looks down.

"i loved her. and they took her life from her. like they did with the mckinnons. like they did with your parents." sirius put his hand on harry's shoulder.

"the war is cruel." sirius sighs, looking back at your smiling face on the photograph. "you should tell people you love them when you can."

and with that sirius turned away from harry, harry expected this was to subtly tell him to leave. which he did. he needed to tell ron and hermione about this. as he shut the door, he could've sworn he heard a small cry from sirius.

#fanfic #harry potter #harry potter x reader #sirius black #x reader #sirius black x reader #sirius black x you #sirius black x y/n #marauders #marauders x reader #marauders x you #marauders x y/n #angst

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divkazkdovikde · 7 months

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having thoughts about barty crouch jr

like what do you mean he escaped from azkaban thanks to his mother who took his place??

just to be then imperio’d by his father???

he basically spent most of his life in prison. you know, metaphorically speaking… (screaming crying throwing myself against the wall)

also on the other note: the fact that barty and james both had an ivisibility cloak???

not to mention the fact that he was obviously very fucking smart??? (the whole gof being the evidence of that) of course he was a fucking ravenclaw, his brains mate, his fucking brains

always kinda cackling about the way he basically went: yeah i’d like for you to die but mate my boss wants to kill you himself so i refuse to let you die before that so yes i will help you to get through murdeous tournament at all fucking costs alright just take it ask no questions trust me dude i know what i am doing

and then screaming crying throwing up because he survived all his friends. all of them. regulus, evan, dorcas, pandora. (he lost pandora and dorcas first, when they went the different way, after losing reg there was no more hope for him, but losing his evan made him lose his mind, made him the mad man)

(barty finally understood why dorcas went mad, basically all achilles, after marlene died. he finally understood the pain dorcas felt, when evan died in his arms. and you know how it goes, going mad with pain. he finally understood why dorcas laughed, when she took down no small number of death eaters in her madness, before voldemort finally stopped her. he understood it, when he tortured alice and frank, ones of those responsible for evan’s death, and he laughed too, madly, finally tasting the sweetnest of revenge. and at those moments he allowed himself for a moment to miss his former friend, to mourn her. and he let himself taste the bitter memory of her, of them, of who they used to be, of who they never got to be. just for a moment. and it was dorcas who he thought of in his last moments, when he finally understood the relief, she must have felt, as she was finally going to join the love of her life and above. and he died with the same little content smile as he thought of the girl who was once his friend, who went mad over her lovers’ death, whose doom was so similar to his, yet not really. he thought of dorcas and marlene when he finally reunited with evan in the afterlife. and in the afterlife, finally free, finally happy, finally not in pain, he hoped that in their next life, the doom would be fate instead.)

alright this escalated quickly, that was not the plan but eh, anyway, i’ll leave it there.

so yeah. barty crouch jr. want him in my pocket. he’s my bbgirl an i’m starting to go absolutely feral over him. hopefully i’ll be able to stop that train before it crashes, and there will be no faith for me anymore. (hehe delulu is the solulu)(i’m a lost cause already, who am i kidding)

also absolutely convinced he and sirius talked shit in azkaban. they were absolutely the prison buddies.

anyway barty. crouch… junior. (fr mr igor karkaroff had no business to say his name like that in the bloody movie) my mad crazy felon. i love him your honor.

#i should definitely be asleep btw #brain rot #finally is my favourite word if you hawent noticed #jesus christ that’s embarrassing #barty crouch jr #dead gay wizards #marauders era #rosekiller #slitherin skittles #dorcas meadowes #dorlene #regulus black #pandora lovegood #pandora rosier #evan rosier #barty and dorcas #sirius black #that one barty’s edit #barty crouch junior

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lemongrass77777 · 10 months

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Before I joined the marauders fandom I always thought Barty/Rabastan would be like a really popular ship because #boyfriends-who-torture-together-stay-together, then I got here and was so disappointed. There is literally no content for them.

I’ve decided that their ship name is Rabartan and here are some headcanons for them, because you should be the change you want to see in the world.

Barty and Rabastan were vaguely aware of each other’s existence, until Barty met Rabastan at a party with Regulus and they were both like immediately like subconsciously thinking

“I would gouge out someone’s eyeballs for you”

So they started sending each other letters

“Rabastan, I love that sparkly look you get in your eye when you hex muggleborns. It’s very predatoryyyy and eroticcc of you. Look at me like that but without the hexing, From Barty”

Then Rabastan is like

“Wow this kid, the dark lord will love him”

So he sends a letter to Barty

“Barty, my favorite neck bitee, I have a proposition. You come to my secret dungeon underneath my house that my great-great-great-great-great grandfather Aloysius Lestrange built, I have a surprise for you;) from Rabastan the naughty man”

Barty gets there and instead of an unclothed Rabastan, he is met by a fully clothed Rabastan and the dark lord

Tom is like

“Rabastan told me you like it when he hexes muggleborns is that true?…”

Barty is like

“Yes, oh my Salazar, Dark lord. I’ve been loving the things you’ve been committing around the country for years, but I never thought I’d get the chance to meet you in person. Of course I’ll be a death eater”

So Barty gets darkmarked

Straight afterwards Barty and Rabastan kill their first muggle together

Barty and Rabastan alway make sex jokes at death eater meetups

And Snape is always side eyeing them for impropriety

But the rest of the death eaters don’t care because at least they’re not as bad as Bellatrix

So they fuck in Rabastans room most of the time so Crouch Sr. Won’t find out

But once they snuck into Regulus’ shower and fucked and Reg never found out

Rabastan keeps Barty’s fav book on his nightstand for him(Curses and Counter-Curses: Bewitch your friends and befuddle your enemies with the latest revenges: Hair loss, Jelly-Legs, Tongue-Tying, and much, much more. By Vindictus Viridian)

Rabastan loves sniffing Barty’s hair because it smells like iron efficient peaches

Barty has a lock of Rabastan’s hair inside the watch he got for his seventeenth birthday

So then Halloween happens and they torture Alice and Frank together and they go prison

Then yadayada canon happens and shits and giggles

Feel free to add your Rabartan headcanon’s onto this, Mes Amis.

#Marauders era #Marauders fandom #barty #barty crouch jr #rabastan lestrange #lestrange brothers #Rabartan #death eaters #marauders headcanon #post

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harryissuchalittleshit · 9 months

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY NEVILLE!! 💕

You all know it’s time for headcanons:

Alice would sing while she was pregnant with him, one of her favorite Beatles songs (Something) and it was the song she sang to him as a baby to stop him fussing

He and Harry were playmates the second they were born, and James often joked that Neville was much to big or old to play with Harry

Mad-Eye always had a real soft spot for him and enjoyed how calm and quiet Neville was when he held him

In fact Mad-Eye kept in contact with Augusta to keep up on how Neville was, Augusta was always honest but a bit kinder in her writing

Neville has memories of watching Alice paint and playing in the garden with Frank, even if their slightly faded

He also remembers them dancing in the kitchen, both of them singing purposely off tune to the wireless

The night the DEs came to the house, Frank had quickly pushed him into the hall closet and locked the door, he had heard all of the screaming and torturing

He knew it was all over when he could open the door, Frank’s magic was broken forever

Alice stared at him with blank eyes and never sang or spoke or painted again

Living with his grandparents came with a lot of rules, but his grandfather was a lot more relaxed about them than his grandmother

He could always escape to the garden if he needed too, and often he did despite his gran’s annoyance

After going back for his eighth year, Neville joined the Aurors and was the first to get promoted (along with his partner Susan Bones)

He had started dating Hannah too the first summer after leaving Hogwarts

Becoming an Auror made his gran proud, but once all the DEs were collected, he decided that he was done

He and Hannah got married in a quiet ceremony with just their friends and family, Harry was Best Man and Susan was the Maid of Honor

He accepts a job at Hogwarts and shortly after his twins are born

They named their kids after their parents: Allyson Collette “Ali” Longbottom and Franklin Adam “Frankie” Longbottom

Neither of them take up herbology like he did, but Ali is so talented in Charms and transfiguration, while Frankie is amazing at Potions and flying

Hannah leaves them when the twins start at Hogwarts, but the twins have their friends to help them get over the pain and Neville moves them into his parents old house that next summer

He’s actually happier as a single dad than when he was married to Hannah, and he’s not the only one who’s marriage fell apart

Luna was always his friend, but they grow closer commiserating their failed relationships and one thing leads to another

Their son Augustus is born a few months after his gran passed, he’s named after her though they usually just call him Gus

It’s strange to have a house full of teenagers and a newborn, but it ends up being more helpful than not

Gus ends up taking after Neville and Frank, loving to get his hands in the dirt and making the world a little greener

Neville is quite happy about it

Read: Plants (let’s garden together)

A Neville Longbottom character study that takes us through the war and after

Ao3

#harry potter #head canons #neville longbottom #happy birthday

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marlenmckinnon · 1 year

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The first order of the phoenix — taken during the first wizarding war (1970-1981)

Most of them were children, brave, ah yes, but still children.

Marlene Mckinnon -Milly Alcock- was one of the bravest, when she witnessed her whole family's death, she went mad. Killing death eaters while using forbidden spells, the Order wanted to get her out when she sacrificed herself by protecting a pregnant Lily Evans. Her last words were for James, her best friend, Dorcas, her soulmate, and Lily, her dear friend: Fuck you're all ugly criers.

Frank and Alice Longbottom -Andrew Garfield and Carey Mulligan- were pure souls, kind and loyal. Their loyalty cursed them to not meet their only son: Neville. Everything for the Order. Everyone that was there that night, on one or the other side still hears their screams at night. The walls and portraits suffer their pain, and howl at night, for the Lovers of the Order.

Benjy Fenwick -Suraj Sharma- was a witted man, funny, patient, and optimistic. The Hufflepuff was its perfect definition. On his last day, he was so scared and alone. Shivering, but still with his wand out, he always trusted his dear friends, that they could save him. The poor boy was blinded by his trust. One against six, it was doomed from the start. He did not leave, he did not escape. A scared little boy, imploded into pieces.

Edgar Bones -Edvin Ryding- never failed to impress the other members of the Order. His innovative way of thinking gave them many advantages in the war and made them win many battles. The Order was lucky to have him. Edgar was unlucky to fight alongside the Order. His whole family got wiped out, and they began this bloody massacre with him getting killed on a dark street, between trash cans, muggles drinking their problems away, and prostitutes trying to have clients that winter. He became, nothing.

Caradoc Dearborn's -Daniel Kaluuya- strength was such an advantage to the Order, both physical and magical. He also had the gift of lying pretty well and had been on multiple missions to discover weaknesses from Voldemort's side. The mole of the Order, he was called. He had seen, he had to do horrible things to message back and help the Order. After that picture, he announced his last mission. Two months later he came back with useful information, scarred to life. He'd prefer vanishing and disappearing, being called dead than stop working for the Order. He was no traitor. But he couldn't do it anymore, he was tired, so tired...

Gideon and Fabian Prewett -Nick Gehlfuss- are now most well-known to be the younger brothers of the famous Molly Weasley. Before that, they were great warriors. Because yes, they were warriors. They took down many Death Eaters, even in death, Gideon with his last breath took one with him. Fabian was alone and taken back to an unknown location where he was tortured to have information. He never gave in and starved to death, already half gone by his wounds, a few days later. Twins, separated. Ah, history does repeat itself.

Dorcas Meadowes' -Alexandra Park- surname in Hogwarts was the Nosebreaker. She was wild, that one. She and Marlene were the chaotic duo that needed to be tamed, but that worked so well together. She saw so much pain and death, and Marlene's death was the last straw. She couldn't take it anymore. Marlene's madness overtook Dorcas. She did not become mad, she went utterly psychotic and killed everyone in her way, absorbing all the pain and the hardship she contained for years. Voldemort feared her so much he wanted to see her dead himself. He killed her and watched her corpse for two long hours, waiting to be certain of her death. The Nosebreaker became the Death Eaters' Menace.

Those children fought a war that wasn't theirs, knowing the consequences; dealing with the consequences. They suffered loss and misery and pain like no one else. They were children fighting adults' war, while those were behind desks, manipulating the fresh meat to fight for them. Never alongside them. They died, almost every one of them. And each one hoped for one thing, as they took their last breath, that this war would end with them, that their children wouldn't suffer like they did for so long.

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mrsfrecklesmarauders · 6 months

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Okay, so Augusta has had shades of being abusive towards Neville (her treatment towards him counts as abuse, right?) i mean it’s definitely not on the dursleys’ level, so with that said, it’s not irredeemable, is it? I mean, she did ease up, even though it came later and only at the heel of neville doing something noteworthy. And do you think she was always like this? Like when she was raising Frank, his father, was she always critical? Do you think, if Frank and Alice hadn’t been tortured and were able to raise Neville, Frank would have the courage to stand up to his mother?

I feel like i went all over the place, im sorry if this seems confusing :/

Yeah I think Augusta abuses Neville phycologically pressuring him to be better and more like his father. That's why I think Augusta was overprotective of Frank. For Augusta, Frank was her precious baby. I don't think she was particularly abusive of Frank, she just wanted to take decisions for him and mold his life for his "own good". Maybe that's some sort of abuse, but yeah she didn't mean harm.

My headcanon is that Frank was supposed to be just like his father when he grew up. And Augusta pressured Frank to do that.

Also my headcanon is that Augusta didn't like Alice at first. She thought she wasn't good enough for her son.

Even though Frank was calm and obedient, he fell for Alice so that caused conflict between him and his mother. Augusta believed it was Alice who was changing him. So she hated her even more.

I think Frank had always been a mommy's boy, obedient and quiet, always accepting his mother's wishes. So his love for Alice made him stand up to his parents for the first time. And it wasn't easy. But he didn't want to leave Alice.

In my head, Frank marries Alice against his parents' will. He becomes an auror to fight in a war. And his parents stopped talking to him for a while.

It wasn't until Neville was born when things started to change. Augusta met her grandchild and immediately loved him. And Augusta was regretful of how she had been acting.

Augusta got closer again but mainly for Neville and still treating Alice poorly. Which still caused fights between mother and son.

After Frank and Alice were tortured, Augusta felt guilty for the way she had acted. And swore to take care of Neville. But she was overprotective and strict with him as well. Always remembering her son.

I think she is not an evil woman, she is just thinks she is doing the best for Neville in Frank's honor. But she is making the same mistakes with him.

That's my opinion. Hope it works for you

#marauders #maraudersera #marauders headcanon #frank longbottom #augusta longbottom #alice fortescue #neville longbottom

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bellwood-qudditch · 8 months

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Alice Longbottom headcanons

•Her maiden name is Fortescue

•She has a half sister named Abigail

•She’s a first generation PureBlood

•She had a Ragdoll cat named Jiggles from her first year of Hogwarts until Neville was born

•Alice worked as an Auror before she was tortured into insanity

•She always smelt like Vanilla

•Her and Frank have been dating since Fourth year and only broke up shortly twice before they got married

•Gryffindor

•Her favourite subject whilst at Hogwarts was Charms

•She was very much a theatre kid growing up

•Her and Frank ended up getting eloped rather then a big wedding because due to the war they didn’t want to wait any longer

•She was almost named Isabelle but her dad didn’t like that name

•She use to love having gum and was constantly asking her friends for gum

#alice fortescue #alice longbottom #neville longbottom #frank longbottom #harry potter #harry potter series #hp #marauders era

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jimblejamblewritings · 2 years

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i should hate you | part 2.

Summary: Y/N Lestrange felt like her life was a set-up since birth. The entire school hates her thanks to her mother and father. Worst of all, she finds herself liking a Gryffindor… the one whose parents were tortured by hers.

Warnings for the Series: angst, fluff, some smut

Pairing: Neville Longbottom x black!reader

Word Count: 4.7k

Previous Part | (Series Masterlist)

“Our son came by last week.” Mrs. Longbottom started as one of the healers brought out an assortment of tea and sweets. “Norman.”

“Neville,” you corrected.

“Oh right, do you know him, (Y/N)?”

You blinked. It was already incredible that they remembered they had a son. But Alice just said your name and it was correct. Mrs. Longbottom dropped another sugar cube in your tea— you didn’t want one but forgot to stop her.

“Well, do you know him? He’s in Gryffindor. You two are the same age.”

“Yeah he is. Um, I kind of know Neville.”

“That’s nice.”

You nodded and took a sip of your too sweet tea, trying not to make a face. There’s no way that Mr. and Mrs. Longbottom would ever return to their former selves but maybe one day they’d be able to get out of St. Mungo’s. The healers told you that they couldn’t remember a thing for more than an hour. The pain had been so excruciating that it basically fried their brains— it was a miracle they remembered that they were wizards and met at Hogwarts. But it had been a week since you last showed up and they remembered your name, they had a son, he was in Gryffindor. That was the first time in the four years that you had been coming by for that to happen. Your hope was echoed as you signed out and Marlon spoke to you.

“It’s you talking, you know.”

“Huh?”

“Their son and his grandmother come just as much as you but it’s too close to home. They can’t tell them about their days or their weeks, too upsetting when Frank can’t remember his mom’s name. But someone that can just talk is working, no attachme— well, no familial attachment. Frank actually told us about Neville dropping a rememball in first year. Got his name wrong but a lot of it was right.”

You set the quill down. “I told them that story again two weeks ago, trying to repeat them.”

“It’s good. They might actually know his name tomorrow. See you next Friday.”

“See you next Friday.”

You got back to Hogwarts, completely forgetting that there was a quidditch match again. Slytherin had been out of the rotation for a while after the last game against Ravenclaw that you completely forgot you were against Gryffindor. You could already see people coming back and realized that you missed the entire thing. Blaise came running past you as Slytherin was causing a racket, this time about losing. He pressed a button into your hand. You read the words ‘Weasley is Our King’ and heard everyone laughing. You sighed and put the button in your pocket. There was excitement for a game and then there was poor sportsmanship. This fell into the latter category. You went to go find Draco and the rest of the team that were either still on the field or in the locker rooms. Mainly, you were going before Draco could stick his foot in his mouth. You couldn’t lie. He wasn’t like Lucius but he was a little douchebag. You could hear him before you spotted the team.

“We couldn’t fit in useless loser into the song either…”

You saw Ron head back into the Gryffindor changing room. You passed by Luna on the way, complimenting her lion hat to which she didn’t respond. You could also hear a large commotion outside and saw Fred— or maybe George— punch Draco. For once, you couldn’t even try to defend him. He probably deserved it. From what you did hear and based on the button Blaise gave you, they probably went too far and said something about the entire Weasley family.

Draco only provoked because your family was so messed up that he hated anybody, especially those he considered ‘blood-traitors’, having a happier home life than him. He needed a better outlet than bullying and you kept trying to tell him that but he just chuckled and walked off each time. You shrugged as you headed into the Gryffindor changing room. One day, Draco would get punched one time too many and finally change. Until then, you would just try to make sure he didn’t get beat up too badly.

Ron was angrily tearing off his gear. You stood a good bit away and cleared your throat, already prepared for whatever look he gave you.

“What the hell are you doing in here, Lestrange?”

“Apologizing. The song and badges weren’t cool, I don’t agree with them by the way.”

Fred and George came storming in. “We just got banned for life by Umbridge! What the hell are you doing here, Lestrange?”

“You got banned?”

“Get out.”

“What did you—”

“Bloody hell, get out!”

Fred slammed a fist against the locker that was next to him. You jumped and walked out— practically ran out. You went straight to your room, not bothering to wait for Draco. The weekend didn’t make it any better. You tried to get others to stop singing the song but that only made your table sing it even louder. Eventually, you left the table rather than be associated with the bad apples of your house. You decided to give everything a rest as well. A week off from seeing your face or hearing you was probably what everyone needed. The only unfortunate part was that it meant you didn’t have a good story on Friday for Frank and Alice. So, you retold them about Neville helping Harry last year during the Triwizard Tournament.

“And Neville was freaking out for a moment because he thought Harry—”

“Harry Potter?”

“Yes, Mr. Longbottom.”

“We knew James and Lily, didn’t we, sweetheart?”

Mrs. Longbottom nodded. “Yes, we did. They were lovely. They have a son now?”

“Uh, yes. He’s in our year… Lily and James are dead.”

Mrs. Longbottom tilted her head. “Did your parents do it?”

“No, You-Know-Who.”

“Well, there’s nothing we can do about that, then,” Mr. Longbottom said with a firm nod. “Neville was helping Harry?”

“Yes! He gave him gillyweed and it helped so much. Harr— oh, I’ll get us more tea.” You motioned for Mr. Longbottom to sit back down.

St. Mungo’s was weird. Particularly, the Janus Ward. It was half-muggle half-wizard as if they didn’t trust their patients with the full use of magic. And that meant waiting for the nurse on staff to fill up the kettle and tea packets and add the tiny sandwiches back to the tray. You made your way back, Mrs. Longbottom already taking one of the tiny sandwiches off of the tray before you could fully sit down. You took off your scarf and jacket, tucking your wand into your boot. The sandwiches weren’t the best but they were enough to aid in enhancing an entertaining story.

“So, Harry won because of Neville?” Mrs. Longbottom asked through laughter at you mimicking Neville’s ‘I think I killed Harry Potter face’.

“Well, he tied. We had one boy, Cedric Diggory, who came back first and performed a really good Bubble-Head Charm so they gave him first place. But without Neville and the gillyweed, Harry would have been last.”

“I like that story.”

You nodded and made a note to tell it to them again next time. Lots of little anecdotes sprung up in your head but none of them seemed good enough after the gillyweed. You finished chewing your sandwich and poured everyone some more tea.

“He casted a near perfect Riddikulus Charm when we were in third year.”

“That seems like something we’d love to hear… this story needs chess.”

You watched them walk away to get the chess set. It would be at least ten minutes. They were particular about playing on only three sets and would wait until a game was finished if all three sets were being used. The classic wizard’s chess set, the set where the pieces were red and white, the set where all the pieces were black and you really had to pay attention. You had yet to beat Mr. Longbottom on the all black chess set.

“Get away from them.”

You turned when you heard a low voice. Neville stomped over and ripped your tea kettle from your hand. You sat there in your chair, frozen on the spot. The only thing you could do was blink. This wasn’t when he came to visit his parents. It was Friday. You were sure of it because you just had Potions class a few hours ago. He didn’t visit on Fridays. That’s what made the schedule so perfect to avoid running into him. You looked at the large calendar on the wall right next to him… it was the anniversary date of the torture. You cursed yourself for not thinking to check about that.

“Neville, I’m so sorry, I didn’t k—”

“Get out!”

You quickly booked it, not even bothering to get your outer layers that you had taken off. The chill from the cold air when you reached Hogsmeade didn’t sting anyway. Not when you were trying to get over the sting of the way Neville looked at you with such vitriol.

The DA could hear noises coming from an empty classroom on their floor. They were wondering what you were doing as you paced around. Seamus made a joke about practicing a different Unforgivable Curse since you were probably already so good at the Cruciatus. They noticed pretty quickly after that Malfoy was sitting on top of the desks.

“Do you think he’s like a fruit platter? Is that appropriate for Christmas? The Longbottoms really liked when I came with one.”

Malfoy laughed. “You’re going to try and win him over with fruit?”

“I’m not trying to win him over… Draco, stop laughing!”

“Then what are you trying to do? Because this is the fifth or sixth victim of Aunt Bellatrix that you tracked down.”

“I’m just trying to apologize! It wasn’t right what she and father did and it isn’t right that those people never got a sorry.”

“You think people want it from their daughter?”

“It’s not like it’ll ever come from them. They seem to accept it good enough since everyone thinks I’m just a mini version of my mother.”

“If they all accept it then why are you still sneaking to St. Mungo’s?”

“Because they got it the worst. You should’ve seen what she’s done to them… the healers used to be worried that they would never be able to leave but a tiny baby step was made.”

“Then the healers are doing their job, why do you ne— Merlin, you’re not actually trying to see if you can help fix them? Is this because you like Longbottom?”

You whipped around so fast that you almost fell over. A heat rushed to your face inside the classroom and the same happened to Neville outside of it— only one was embarrassed and one was angry.

“I do not like Neville!”

Draco snorted. “No? Was like not good enough? You fancy him, then. Is that it, Pygmy Puff? You stare way too hard in class, I’m surprised he can’t feel it.”

“I-I don’t fancy— I just think that no one should have to grow up without their parents, that’s it. That’s why I want to help… Mrs. Longbottom remembered my name last time I went. That’s a step, even if she’s forgotten it by now. Probably has, I haven’t been back since I ran into Neville.”

“I should rip his head off for thinking he could talk to you like that.”

“He had every right to. Those are his parents. I don’t think he ever wants me back there so I’m going to respect that.”

“Not even try to sneak around?”

You shook your head. “Nope, no cunning tricks this time. No Slytherin style. I’m going to honor his request… you never answered me about Bagman!”

“Yeah, whatever, he’ll like your stupid fruit platter if all the others did.”

You nodded and began to leave the classroom, making the DA scramble to get into the Room of Requirement. The next time they caught you in the classroom it was without Malfoy. They realized that you had no clue they were there and also came to the seventh floor because of the lack of classes. Before the First Wizarding War, Hogwarts was full and also had lots of exchange students. Every floor was used and the staff was massive. The world shrunk though and never seemed to recover. You found the seventh floor’s emptiness perfect for the same reason as Dumbledore’s Army— no one to spy on you. The desks were pushed aside and they could see you pull out your wand. You swished it down and then held it in front of your face, duel style.

“Mother, Father, who would like to be defeated first?” You asked the empty air with a tilt of your head.

“Father?”

You called out spells as you straightened and bent your arm. Jets of light flew from your wand tip to hit nothing. You smiled in satisfaction at the ending to an imaginary duel and turned to another empty space.

“Just you and me, mum.”

Of course, no one responded. The spells went flying again— almost all of them defensive. You had a thing about learning offensive spells.

“Stupefy!”

You frowned when the orange light simply fizzled out from your wand. You walked over to the desk with the large textbook on it.

“The stupefy spell is particularly useful against non-humans…” you muttered as you read over the book. “Mmm hmm, blocked with many charms… move your wand in a straight line from top to bottom. Alright.”

You went back to the large space.

“Stupefy… stupefy! This is utterly stupid… Stupefy! UGH!”

“It’s a short flick with your wand, not a long line!”

You jumped and instinctively yelled out “Colloportus!”

The door slammed itself closed. Realizing you caught a glimpse of Harry before it shut, you scrambled across the room. The DA heard muttering and a door rattling followed by ‘oh right, Alohamora’ before suddenly the door was open. You stuck only your head out, stunned into silence at seeing more than just Harry there. You squeezed yourself through the space from opening the door a little wider. You couldn’t look at any of them knowing what just happened.

“If you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go ask Peeves to drop a chandelier on my head.”

They watched you turn around, tucking your wand back into the waistband of your skirt as you walked away. The twins snorted as you patted your body when you realized that you left your robe and textbook. You shook your head because there was no way you could go back for it now. Or ever. Not if the DA used one of those classrooms. Although you weren’t sure how you hadn’t seen them before.

“Clearly wasn’t cut out for Ravenclaw,” Fred said.

“Cunning definitely doesn’t mean clever,” George finished. “Lestrange!”

The dam you had been holding in for about five years broke. They had just seen you practicing a stunning spell. You swore never to do offensive spells in front of people, you always failed at performing them in class and only executed them perfectly in the one on one exams. Now that they had seen it, you would never be able to escape the shadow of your parents. You just added validity to claims about doing things like the Cruciatus Curse. You felt that any work you made over the years was destroyed in a single minute and you hadn’t made much progress to begin with. And from what you saw, every house but Slytherin was in that group behind Harry. Everyone was going to know. They’d probably start calling you Death Eater to your face instead of just behind your back like you overheard.

“Is she crying?” George asked.

You didn’t get very far— you thought you were out of sight from them— when you crouched down in the middle of the hallway. The sobs turned from silent to audible and you quickly bit on your pullover sleeve to stop the noise from echoing down the hall before it reached whatever classroom Harry and his friends must have been in. They watched you pull your wand back from the skirt pocket it was in and set it on the ground. You stood up slowly and everyone gasped when your boot made contact with your wand. The sobs just grew louder and the crunch of wood could be heard between the pockets of silence. You picked up the little pile of wood and phoenix feather and chucked it at the wall. You wiped ferociously at your face so it looked like you had only been crying for maybe a second when you heard footsteps.

“There you are. We’re going to miss our carriage back home,” Draco said. “What happened?”

You pointed to the little pile. “Peeves broke it.”

“That foul, blo— we should go to Snape.”

“Leave it, Draco. He’s a ghost anyway, what punishment can he take? Can we just go home?”

“Alright. You’ll need a new wand.”

“Yeah,” you mumbled.

The first thing Lucius and Narcissa did was take you to Ollivander’s before he closed for Christmas. They went back to Malfoy Manor while you and Draco said that you wanted to stay in Diagon Alley a little longer. Lucius and Narcissa told you that you would go to bed without dinner if you didn’t return in time for it. The minute they apparated, you ditched Draco. He hated the muggle world but would cover for you as he met his friends. You wanted to see Christmas and how they did it.

Everyone stared as you rode the escalator multiple times in a row and you realized that it was not normal to do so, getting off and pretending to go shop. You didn’t exactly prepare so you didn’t have much muggle money on you. Whatever you spent had to matter because you were currently limited. You went around the stores and they even had a little outdoor festival called a Christmas Market. You picked through the various trinkets, trying to find a new little ceramic jar. You weren’t sure what a charity shop was or thrifting but you found yourself in that section, picking through ceramics.

“How about this one?” an old woman held up a little ceramic doll.

“What is it?”

She looked bewildered but gladly set the doll down. You gasped as the top came off to show another doll underneath. It kept going until there was only a tiny one left. The old woman called them nesting dolls.

“How much?”

“Twenty pounds.”

You frowned. You only had fourteen. The woman set the dolls down and found nice mugs for you instead. You thanked her as she wrapped it and quickly made your way back to the alley with the bricks you needed to press in order to enter the wizarding world.

The wand was untouched the entire holiday break. The only time you used it was as a paper weight for one corner of the wrapping paper as you were wrapping a small box. You wanted to send the Longbottoms a gift because you did every year and felt an explanation was owed as to why you stopped showing up. Of course, you lied. You couldn’t visit anymore because you transferred to Ilvermorny because they have a really good Muggle/Magic Integration Program. No way in hell were you going to say that their son didn’t want you talking to them again. That would be vindictive as far as you were concerned. Dobby, who hated even stepping foot in Malfoy Manor, was nice enough to deliver the gift at your request. Probably because you always treated him with respect.

Other than that, your new wand— with the same phoenix feather core but now bleached ash wood instead of dark cherry wood— was untouched until it was time to go back to Hogwarts. You were glad that Narcissa insisted on dropping off you and Draco so you didn’t have to take the Hogwarts Express back. You just weren’t ready to deal with people. The ease continued as you sat down for breakfast and bit into a pancake. Even Draco was too tired to talk which meant you were left in comfortable silence in the morning that continued into your afternoon. It all came crashing down when the owls dropped off evening mail. It was all the same. A few Daily Prophets were dropped off at each table because no one had mail on even the first or second day back from holiday break.

You shook your head when you saw your mother’s face on the front page. The words ‘MASS BREAKOUT’ were plastered above it. You practically tore the paper from Draco’s hands and quickly scanned through it. It felt like all eyes were on you. You looked up at the faculty table to see them all reading the paper and speaking in hushed whispers. A breath hitched in your throat when you thought you caught the eye of Flitwick. To you, the silence was now a bunch of fingers pointing guilty. No one had to say anything, they just had to read the paper. You were going to throw up. You stood up from the table, tripping as your leg got caught on the bench. Draco got up but you shook your head aggressively and ran out of the Hall.

The entirety of Hogwarts was still too small for you to find a hiding place. You ran through the floors, ending up on the now infamous seventh one. Peeking into that one classroom that now twisted your stomach in knots, you found your textbook and robe had been taken out which meant you’d have to buy new ones. You were frantic as you paced. All you needed was a place to hide. That was it. A place to hide from everyone who thought you were going to be just like your parents.

You gasped when a large door appeared on the wall out of seemingly nowhere. The room was lined with a bunch of mirrors and some stuff on the wall, not that you cared. You went all the way to the mirrored wall at the back and just sunk down against it. The tears were ugly as you brought your knees up to your chest and buried your head. Your elbows rested on your knees and your fingers rested on your head as if you could somehow give yourself a gentle caress that said everything was going to be okay.

A click of a door and the shuffling of feet alerted you. You pulled out your wand and pointed it, not even thinking of a single spell, before dropping it. Harry and that large group from Hogsmeade were standing there. You buried your head again when you realized that this must have been the classroom they liked to go into and you were intruding. But you couldn’t move.

“Just teach around me.”

Your muffled shouts echoed throughout the place that they all heard you. Hesitantly, the DA stepped into the room. Harry kept teaching as if everything was normal. He occasionally looked behind him to see your position had not changed. You couldn’t see a thing they were doing because you hadn’t moved once. The DA members were wondering if your limbs weren’t going to go stiff, especially your neck that had been craned down the whole time. They also kept hearing sobs that died only to start up again before getting really quiet as if you were trying not to disturb them. Everyone went wide-eyed when Fred’s Expelliarmus spell missed George thanks to his Shield Charm and hit the space right above your head. You didn’t even flinch.

“Alright, let’s break for water and then finish strong,” Harry said.

You felt a body sit next to you. It wriggled uncomfortably before settling down and then shifting once more.

“This doesn’t look like Ilvermorny,” a voice said. “When do you leave?”

The quiet sob got loud again and you heard a panic in the voice.

“Joke, it was a joke, cause of your letter…”

You looked up. Neville kind of just looked in shock as you met his eyes. Your eyes were completely red and puffy, your lip was still trembling even after you bit it while wiping the snot from your nose. And he wasn’t greeted by dried tear stains, fresh ones slipped down your face little by little. You hiccuped with your next breath. The other DA members watched you look away before looking at Harry.

“I didn’t mean to come in here, I didn’t know…”

You wiped at your face with your shirt sleeve and stood up quickly. You already intruded by being in their club room. You knew when a hostile welcome was overstayed. It wasn’t quite running but it definitely wasn’t a calm walk as you exited the room.

“Lestr— (Y/N)!”

You stopped to see Neville holding your wand. You patted your skirt subconsciously, not believing that you left your brand new wand. Lucius would have a fit if you had to buy another one in the span of only a couple weeks. You took it from Neville, avoiding touching his hand, and mumbled a thank you. Neville scratched the back of his neck before walking back.

Draco gave you a hug when you entered the common room and then let you retreat into your room. You got up early to send a letter to Bagman. He did, in fact, appreciate the fruit platter and wanted to continue communication through letters. He got his life together and got married. They recently had a kid so you were sending a congratulations letter. You moved from the owlery to the pier on the Black Lake. No one liked to sit on the pier because of the giant squid and then the merpeople from last year. But half of the lake was over the Slytherin common room so you all were used to it. The first and second years were avoiding you, even the ones in Slytherin, when you finally entered the castle to get breakfast. You didn’t even bother with a sigh.

You came in late. The milk pitcher was empty. You looked around to see the one on Hufflepuff’s table looked barely used. They didn’t like cereal? You grabbed your bowl and started to walk over when you saw a first year tense up when you got closer. On instinct, you backed away a little with your hands up. Without a second thought, you set the bowl down on the Gryffindor table and just left.

Neville grabbed the bowl and poured milk into it before getting a spoon. The others kind of nodded at him as he got up to find you. It wasn’t hard. You were sitting in the stairwell close to the kitchens, planning on waiting and watching all the students leave so you could get breakfast before the elves cleaned it all up. You looked up and stopped picking at your shoelaces when a pair of feet stopped in front of you. Neville handed you the bowl. He immediately felt bad when you put the first spoonful to your mouth without a second thought because everyone thought that anything you gave to people was laced with poison.

“Can I sit?” he pointed next to you.

You nodded with a mouthful of cereal, Draco’s Pygmy Puff nickname being very fitting. You were really normal now that he was sitting next to you. Like another student. Neville started to think about when you were ever mean. He couldn’t come up with anything. Usually, you were apologizing for Slytherin’s insults. You did that a lot— he realized— apologize for people. Maybe they were too hard on you? He saw the mugs when his parents opened your Christmas present. It was a nice gesture for you to not just disappear. He shook the thought out of his head. You were near his parents. Your mum tortured his mum so bad that she couldn’t remember his name— until a few weeks ago. But that didn’t matter. You were a Lestrange. Abruptly, Neville stood up.

“Are you done? With the breakfast?”

You nodded and handed him the empty bowl. Neville gave a curt nod and walked back towards the Great Hall.

(Part 3)...

#neville longbottom x reader

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jegulushouse · 10 months

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Peter Pettigrew, Severus Snape, Nott, The Malfoys and Regulus Black Are All Double Agents:

⦁ Though married to Lucius, Narcissa helped Voldemort, mostly through helping Lucius, without becoming a follower herself. She's not a death eater and doesn't have a dark mark. Lucius never was faithful to the cause and a spy from the start. He thought purebloods were superior but not in a start-a-war-over-it kind of way. Over time, he came to dislike half-bloods and muggle-borns less.

⦁ Nott's wife, like Narcissa, wasn't an official death eater. She wasn't even that supportive of Voldemort's cause but she loved her boys (husband and son, Theodore) who loved her so she supported her husband and when she died suddenly from illness (with her son and husband present), Nott also started to waver on where he stood. He turned to Dumbledore as well.

⦁ Regulus became a death eater not long after Sirius ran away. Probably the same summer.

⦁ Regulus believed when he joined up while still a student at Hogwarts. After graduating, he became disenchanted by the cause (he thought Voldy was nuts and muggle torture was horrifying) and the world became much larger outside of school and his parents hold, and he lost the belief in the blood supremacy rhetoric (he was able to see things for what they were). He remained a death eater out of fear and to protect his parents and keep his friends who were true believers.

⦁ The summer following Regulus' graduating, Voldemort decided to test his defenses around his horcruxes and requested Regulus' house elf, Kreacher, which he left to die. Kreacher didn't die and Regulus managed to figure out the whole horcrux thing out.

⦁ In cannon, Regulus tried to destroy it, was semi-successful and died in the process. In my AU, the near killing of Kreacher and creation of horcruxes prompted Regulus to take action in a somewhat different way. He realized Voldemort meant to keep going forever. He shared what he knew with Dumbledore. They started devising a plan based on what Kreacher told Regulus to work on that aspect of the war against Voldemort just the two of them. Regulus became a double agent for Dumbledore's cause but not a member of the order.

⦁ Regulus, Nott and the Malfoys were spies for Dumbledore and a source of information for the order before Snape. Double agents were kept need to know but they knew about each other.

⦁ Peter Pettigrew became a double agent for Voldemort in secret in the Spring of 1980. He began leaking order information to Voldemort. This was the beginning of the order members and friends suspecting each other. The war entered its most desperate phase as death eaters began systematically murdering order members. People who stood out against Voldemort were marked by death eaters as well. Nobody felt safe.

⦁ Peter ratted the Potters out to Voldemort on October 31, breaking the charm and making them vulnerable. He was over-eager and Nott saw him arrive to the meeting as the meeting he took part in ended and overheard the location of the Potters. He didn't create a fuss of seeing Peter and left quietly. He thought it odd so he mentioned seeing Pettigrew to Regulus who didn't see anything but he knew better.

⦁ Regulus made a quick plan. He sent the Malfoys to Dumbledore, Nott to the Potters and he went to the cave (if Voldemort was going to die, Regulus wanted to keep it that way).

The Attack In Godric's Hollow:

⦁ Help arrived in Godric's Hollow a few moments too late.

⦁ Voldemort got there first.

⦁ Nott arrived second. The lower level was a disaster and James was pinned, unconscious, under an old, solid wood bookshelf with an obvious bloody hair line from a head injury.

⦁ Dumbledore arrived a few minutes after Nott with the Malfoys and Aberforth Dumbledore, Frank and Alice Longbottom and Voldemort was quickly losing his assured win.

⦁ James was severely injured in a minor explosion which destroyed part of the lower level of their house; a moment of leniency from Voldemort for a pureblood. Voldemort was interrupted on the top level where he was trying to kill Harry and Lily was protecting him. He tried to spare her and she refused, like in cannon. Upon realizing Dumbledore plus others were in the house, Voldemort knocked Lily aside to take a last second attempt on Harry's life which backfired, killing Voldemort like it did in cannon with an explosion that tore a hole in the house. A minorly injured Lily was a witness to what happened and saw Voldemort flee in a non-physical form.

⦁ Remus was wolfing out with the moon and Sirius was with him as full moons were used for missions most often and otherwise his mate would be alone; Sirius didn't think he'd be needed elsewhere.

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seriouslysam8 · 11 months

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I was just re reading this weeks Sneak peek, and I don't know why they stopped Sirius from hitting Snape. If I was there I would have been helping Sirius!

Snape has some nerve saying that Sirius got Lily and James killed, when he is the one that told Voldemort about the prophecy! All Sirius did was try to protect his friends, what Snape did was try to get a family killed (even thought he didn't know it was going to be the Potter's).

And something that I have been think about a lot lately has been the prophecy messed up two families, the Potter's and the Longbottom's. If Snape never told Voldemort about the prophecy than James and Lily would not have been killed and Frank and Alice would not have been tortured into insanity, leveeing Harry and Nevil to live normal and happy lives. But since Snape told Voldy about the prophecy Nevil and Harry both grew up without parents and they were the two students he decided to bully the most in their year! That is so messed up! Like it is not okay to bully any student, but the two you have caused so much pain to already!

Sorry to go on a rant, but I just hate Snape, and hate that he gets so much love in the fandom (I think people just love Alan Rickman). I just wanted to let you know that there is not one character in Brumous so far that I think is out of character from cannon and I am loving it.

Here’s the thing. They’re not kids anymore. They’re adults fighting in a war. Sirius showed tremendous restraint, not wanting to be seen as some reckless kid throwing punches. He’s made a lot of rash and stupid mistakes in his life and he’s trying to be a guardian that Harry is proud of and looks up to. Tegan and Remus are adults as well, not wanting to see some fistfight spat. Because Remus has been there and done that with Sirius when they were young and dumb. He doesn’t want it to happen again. The only one who was a fucking child was Snape. He’s the one who hasn’t shown any growth as a character: bullying children when he’s in an authority position and picking fights with old rivals.

I hate so much as well. And people do love Alan Rickman so I can see that being why people love Snape. But he’s gross and slimy and an immature asshole.

Thank you so much for the compliment! I’m glad you think everyone is in character. I’ve been slowly evolving Harry and Sirius to show some growth emotionally but also keeping them true to their original characters.

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kissofchrysantheum · 1 year

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Frank and Alice Longbottom Headcannons

Alice Longbottom

Alice is a nickname for Adalheidis

Born on June 21st 1960

Between 5 and 5’2

Has heterochromia (one blue one violet eye)

Has fiery curly red hair with white strands throughout (it kind of like how Rhaenys Targaryen was suppose to look and is depicted in Panagiota Mylona’s fan art)

Lots of freckles

Is either a metamorphamgaus or a parseltounge (her dad is a metamorpmagus and her Mum is a parselmouth I do not know whose genetics would win.)

Her parents were best friends and she is the result of a one night stand

Has a large family including half and step siblings

Her mother, a Prewett married Florian Fortescue while her father a Griffiths married a Bulstrode. Both raised Alice as if she was there own.

Likes Floriograohy

Played Quiditch

Great at herbology

Was a hat stall between Gryffindor (where her brothers were) and Slytherin eventually Gryfindor won out because she wanted to be with Frank and she threaten the sorting hat saying that she would have her one of brothers set it on fire

Is childhood friends with Frank

In Lily and the Marauaders year (I know this is unlikely but I like it all we know was she was a respected Auror by the time she was tortured which was likely between 1984 and 1986 not in 1981 giving Alice plenty of time to be a respected Auror by the time she was tortured. It was a war which would give her more opportunities to prove herself and who knows with the ongoing war the Auror training that takes three years may have been cut back to get more Aurors out there.)

Augusta really dislikes her and only puts up with Alice because Frank threatened to go no contact

Had two abortions one on 1975 and the other iin early 1978, she also had a pregnancy scare in 1976 and a miscarriage in early 1979 before she got pregnant with Neville (her and Frank were kind of careless and according to statistics Nearly 1 in 5 births to teens, ages 15–19, are repeat births. Most (86%) are 2nd births Some teens are giving birth to a 3rd (13% of repeat births) or 4th up to 6th child (2% of repeat births) and About 1 in 5 sexually active teen mothers use the most effective types of birth control after they have given birth.)

Started dating Frank in 1974

Married Frank as soon as she could after graduation

Neville was an entirely planned baby. Frank and Alice wanted something permanent,a part of each other in case one of them did not survive the war.

Was mentored by Alastair Moody who was also her Uncle through marriage

Her father and many of her brothers were also Aurors.

Alice was generally liked but girls were jealous of her relationship with Frank which resulted in her being bullied

Was plump or Plus sized

Had insecurities about how she looked and would require lots of reassurance from Frank which he did not mind giving (he was an extremely understanding and caring boyfriend

Her insecurities were partly the result of her mother fat shaming her and favouring her stepsister

Her patronus was a Phoenix

Frank would call her Ace, Aces, Gem, Pearl, Flower, Al or Ali

Wore heels a lot due to her height difference from Frank

Stole his Quiditch jumpers all the time

Rarely wore her own clothes

Would steal food off Frank plate constantly

Besties with Pandora, Xenopholius, Edgar and Caradoc

Was also friends with Marlene, Lily, Emmeline, Dorcas, Sirius, James, Remus, Sybil, Ethan MacDogoual, Peter and others

Was friendly enough with Regulus although she mainly put up with him for Pandora’s sake

She and Marlene were co-godmothers to Harry ( I like either Marlene or Alice being his godmother and as I can not choose they are co godmothers. Harry has three godparents deal with it)

Despite being younger she was like the big sister Lily wished she had

Swears like a sailor to the point that Neville’s first word was b*tch

Was a bastard (she was legitimised after her seventh birthday)

Frank Longbottom

Frank’s full name is Francis Castor Joseph Kristopher Elroy Algernon Longbottom

His parents are Augusta and Elroy Longbottom

Mixed race (Augusta is black, Elroy is white)

Born January 17th 1957

Between 6’5 and 6’9 (I imagine the Longbottoms as really tall)

Heir to house Longbottom

Had an older brother who died at seventeen leading to Frank becoming heir at fourteen

Had four older sisters, one older brother, three younger brother, two younger sisters (one was stillborn)

Siblings names are in order Berniece, Cerenna, Deirdre, Emphyria, Aldous,(Frank) Genesis, Genavene, Hendrix, Isaias, and Jaqueline

Was in Gryfinndor

Adored Alice

He and Alice were in a secret relationship for almost two years because it made Alice more comfortable but all here wanted to do was tell people she was his girlfriend

Played Quiditch

Was Headboy and Quiditch captain

Asked Alice out dozens of times before she said yes despite her liking him as well. He later learnt that she though Frank had been joking all those times as she could never believe that a guy like him would want to be more than friends with a girl like her

Proposed 3 times before Alice said yes

Had two wedding ceremonies one with just him and Alice (and witnesses) and a big wedding with all there friends and family. The small ceremony was there favourite.

Followed in his father’s footsteps and became an Auror

Is not as gifted at herbology as Alice but likes it nonetheless

Quite popular

His weakness is Alice

He is cool and collected while Alice is hothead and temperamental

The only time he lost his cool was when someone dared to insult or make Alice uncomfortable (protective BFF/husband)

Pretended to act like he was annoyed by Alice stealing his clothes and food but he actually loved it

Alice calls him Frankie and she is the only one allowed to

Is quite confident unless he is with Alice then he gets nervous

Brought Alice breakfast in bed whenever he could when she was pregnant

Went no contact with his parents (his mother in particular) after Alice had been insulted one too many times. He told his mother and sisters if they could not be civil with Alice then to not talk to him until they could. Alice always came first.

Was there for both of Alice’s abortions and never blame her nor left her side. He wanted the children but he respected her decision he loves her and never resents her for not being ready to be a mum.

Frank did more housework then Alice

Every night he went home to Alice he would always keep her close in bed reassuring himself she was there and she was fine.

Older brother figure to the Marauders

Would often have to stop Alice from ending up in a fight

Other Headcannons

They were never tortured to insanity (who am I kidding that is canon. I take no arguments on this)

They both wanted a large family.

They had a large family. At least six kids excluding Neville. The only reason they slowed down was Alice’s health

Both rose through the ranks in the Auror Office

Alice became Head Auror

Frank became the Deputy head of the DMLE

Were members of the second order

Their family survived both wars

Took family picnics often

Gardened as a family

Cooked as a family

Had two wedding ceremonies one just for them (they eloped) the second was for family. No one beside the officiant and witnesses are aware of the elopement

Both of them saw through Dumbledore

Both Longbottoms had tattoos and piercings

Were partners at work and at home. They were known as the gamblers in the Auror office because they always took risks.

Frank and Alice rarely fought

Frank would often tease about how short she was and she would often call Frank an insufferable giant

Alice and Frank are magical soulmates (I take no criticism on this) and it is one of the reason Augusta eventually put up with Alice as she and Elroy were soulmates as well

Frank and Alice are very much in love, like extremely, they are head over heels for each other but they are also kick arse Aurors( there is absolutely NO CHEATING. I have read far to many fics for my liking that have one of Fralice cheating on the other. Give them any other storyline if you really want them to break up for a while in your fic before getting back together use one of Fralice’s parents hating their partner or they grow apart or they are a very different person around others or they break up after an abortion or if you really want to have a cheating storyline involving Fralice maybe that is how Fralice gets together by one or both of them cheating on their partner and the fall out of that. I absolutely hate the Fralice trope come up with something original cheating is not the only way to make them interesting.

Frank and Alice will sometimes use muggle fighting techniques on Death Eaters when they are bored

Did it like rabbits

Always touching each other (not always sexually it could be hugging, holding hands, a hand around the waist, head on shoulder)

Had a surprise baby at 40 (Alice) and 44 (Frank)

Most of their babies were unplanned but welcomed surprises (Frank is a little forgetful on the potion and charm side of things and Alice is so busy she doesn’t notice either.) eventually Frank had a vasectomy (or the wizard if counterpart) it worked for several years but then it reversed itself and we’ll surprise baby

Alice was pissed when she found out she was pregnant at forty and Frank slept on the couch for at least a week

Had most of their babies young so while the children were off at Hogwarts they could travel (it worked for the first few years before the surprise baby out there plans on hold)

Augusta did not like the fact that the women suceeding her as Lady Longbottom was a legitimatimized bastard but what she hated more was the fact her son dated Alice while she was a bastard. Augusta tolerated his friendship with the bastard (Alice) only because she came along with her family and they would not leave her home

Frank gave Alice hair combs and eventually began to make them so Alice has a large collection

The hair comb Headcannons was inspired by the fic And Then My Heart (With Pleasure Fills) by dehydrated_thot on Ao3 it is a Fem Neville Longbottom X Harry Potter (they are godsiblings) and Harry gives Niamh (fem neville) hair comb

I love Fralice so here are a few of my favourite fics with them in it

Just the two of us by dancerchic16 on Wattpad & Ao3 (incomplete but I love it) they are the main focus

Waterloo by auroraleigh1856 (ongoing but Fralice is a nice side pairing and I love it) Waterloo is a muggle Au and the main pairing is Jily it is currently in Frank.net

Armada by auroraleigh1856 (essentially a forbidden love take on Fralice with no Voldemort. It is a long shot) It is on both Ao3 and ff.net

Marauders: Growing up by Loadsofrandomness (Fralice is a side pairing) covers year 1-5 of Hogwarts

Marauders: Fighting back by Loadsofrandomness (sequel to Marauders: growing up) covers sixth year till October 1980 (it is completed and is the second in Loadofrandomness’ Marauders series the author is currently writing the 3rd instalment and has several more planned 7 in total last time I checked their page on ff.net) the stories are on both ff.net and Ao3

Amateurs at war by Natalie.Ana on both ff.net and a03 (the fic is currently incomplete and I do not know if the author is going to continue it but it is a great fic

The bonds we trust by rocks-my-socks on ff.net (Au where the Longbottoms are not tortured, take in Harry, Frank proves Sirius innocence and there are hints of wolf star in the last few chapters)

Only the Good Die Young by intothewilder& pinkpeppermintpatties on a03 (Fralice is a sidepairing

The Marauders by SilverThestral on ao3 (Fralice is a side pairing)

Of Arrogant Toerags and Rabid Redheads by messengeroflove on ao3 (Fralice is a side pairing)

#alice and frank longbottom #alice longbottom #frank longbottom #Longbottom family

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