Snippets (or Chapters
I’m going to give you guys some snippets of my stories, and you can tell me if it seems interesting. Btw all of them are in first person. I also tend to censor words, because of habits.
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Jegulus-following Trans!Regulus and his life.
(after beginning)
“Mother, I’m going to Kings Cross. I’ll pick Sirius up.” I tell my mom.
Walking to Kings Cross was boring, with nothing eventful happening. When I arrive at the station, I see a plethora of families waiting for their children to come back home.
The train pulls into the station, and I watch as students get off the train, looking for their families. I watch carefully, keeping my eye out for Sirius, and I spot him.
“Sirius!” I yell out at him, but he doesn’t answer, he just shakes his head at me and starts to walk towards another family. I walk over to him. “Sirius?” No response, he just talks to the other family. “Siri-“ I’m cut off.
“Why won’t you f*cking leave me alone, Denebola?” I wince as he hisses out my deadname.
I can tell that he notices me wince because his face changes for a split-second.
“Sh*t, sorry Regulus” he says, trying to change what has already been spoken.
I just stay silent, turning my head away so he can’t see me cry.
“Sirius” I hear someone in the family that Sirius is with say, “Please calm down”
“I am bloody calm” Sirius spits out as a reply.
“Well you aren’t acting calm” the person tells my brother.
“James, how the bloody h*ll should I act calm if Regulus responds to my letters, telling me that I am a disappointment just because I am in bloody Gryffindor, and then comes up to me acting like nothing ever happened” my brother fumes.
“Sirius, that doesn’t mean you should f*cking deadname him” I hear the person named James say.
My tears keep flowing, but what the boy said stops me.
“What the h*ll do you know about deadnaming someone James? It’s not like you would know, seeing as you are a cis man” Sirius retorts.
“Sirius, I honestly don’t know what the h*ll is up your a*se, but even if he said that,” the fluffy brown haired boy named James huffs, “deadnaming him certainly isn’t the correct way to get angry at him”
I wipe the tears that are still streaming down my face away as I turn around. This new boy is defending me. Me. The freak who thinks that she is a boy.
“Maybe you and him could solve whatever the h*ll you think he did wrong” James tells Sirius.
I try to chime in, but I am interrupted.
“James, you think he is going to confess that what he said was wrong” Sirius says angrily
“Sirius” I speak softly, “I didn’t write those letters, heck I didn’t even get any letters from you”
“What?”
“Yeah, I didn’t get any letters from you”
Both Sirius and James are looking at me.
“Well that doesn’t make sense, because James watched me send the letters
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Nyoomtape-following Trans!Sero getting tutored
(a few chapters in)
When we arrive in my dorm he seems slightly confused by the fact that it isn’t a huge f*cking mess. I sit down on my hammock. My hammock is large enough for two people so I invite him to sit down. He accepts and sits down.
As he explains, it makes some sort of sense in my head. All of a sudden, my brain seems to take half of the information I just earned, and stuffs it into a jar outside.
“I guess that kinda makes sense” I blurt out.
“Only kind of? I am happy to help you with whatever you need help with!” He smiles a genuine smile. Wait, that was an actual smile.
“Oh, uh, it’s just that I can’t seem to keep the math in my brain” I shrug.
“Oh, I could help you out with that if you would like. It’s not like I do much in the evenings.” He informs me, or something like that.
“Oh, you don’t? I thought you hung out with the Dekusquad.”
“Well, I sometimes do, it’s just this week they are all away on a vacation or doing something with their families.”
“Oh. Anyways, how would you help me remember the math?” I ask.
“It’s actually quite simple. You have to do things multiple times to remember them, so if we go over it every night, you'll remember it for exams! I’ll go over it every night with you” he actually informs me.
I groan, “Fine, I guess we should probably do that”
“Okay! Also, is there anything else you need help with?”
“Only Science and English... but science is hard since Eraser Sensei doesn't even teach us... and Mic Sensei is too busy flaunting that he is married to teach us anything good. Other than that I’m good” I smile at him.
He just looks at me blankly
“What?”
“Well, let’s get started then!” He says.
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Wolfstar-following Remus as a new student, but starting with a flashback.
(after a flashback)
“JESUS” I sit upright.
“REMUS NO F*CKING CURSING IN THIS HOUSE” my dad calls from downstairs.
“Sorry” I say, quietly.
I’ve been having these dreams for the past six years, and that isn’t even the end of it. Every full moon I turn into a werewolf.
“REMUS YOU HAVE A LETTER” my dad yells.
“Coming” I respond.
I head downstairs, tripping headfirst.
“Good morning Remus John Lupin, if you even deserve to be called that” my father blatantly responds, not even hiding his dislike of me.
“Good morning Lyall” I respond, surely making him cringe at the thought of me calling him Lyall, “What about me having a letter?”
“Oh… right, it’s from… uh… just some scam”
Just some scam he says… yeah right, I don’t get letters… I don’t even think scams know that I’m alive, after all Lyall made sure to erase my name from most systems, just by saying that I had died.
“I’ll take it” I say, as I nab the letter from him.
“No need to! I can throw it away” he says.
“I already have it, I’ll just read what is in it”
“No-“ he drags on as I rip into the letter with a H imbedded into a wax stamp.
“REMUS F*CKING LUPIN YOU CAN NOT JUST OPEN THAT WITHOUT PERMISSION!” he screams as I run upstairs, nearly crumpling the letter in my hand.
~Upstairs~
“BLODDY H*LL!” I lock my door to ensure my safety from my dad. What I see inside the envelope shocks me. It is a letter actually addressed to me. On the paper I see letters,to which I assume make up some form of words. My dyslexia kicks into full gear as I attempt to read the letter. I assume it says;
“Dear Mr. R. J. Lupin
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Thagwors School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Term begins September 1st 1971. Please use the entrance located at Kings Cross Station, Downtown London, on platform 9 3/4.
Students shall be required to report to the Chamber of Reception upon arrival the dates for which shall be duly advised.
Please ensure that the utmost attention be made to the list of requirements attached herewith
We very much look forward to receiving you as part of the new generation of Rathgows heritage.
Yours Sincerely
Professor Dippet”
I realize that I only have 2 months to get the need materials, and from what I can tell, the name of the school is definitely not Thagwors or Rathgows. I also don’t believe that there is a Platform 9 3/4 at Kings Cross Station, but then again… I could be very wrong.
I reach back into the envelope and feel another letter. As I read over it, I realize I don’t know where to get half of the items on the list. I’ve seen other Wizards and Witches walking around outside our house, but no one in the neighbourhood even notices me when I ask questions.
“REMUS GET YOUR F*CKING A*S DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW” my dad screams from downstairs.
“Fine Lyall, under the circumstance that you read this letter to me” I, kind of, calmly tell my dear old ‘Dad’.
“Fine” I can hear him roll his eyes.
I trot downstairs after unlocking my door and totally not slamming it shut.
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