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tomjamesavery · 1 year
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Some Harry Potter Characters I made with AI based on the description and prompt from @breaniebree for her story ASC
They are far from perfect, some better, some worse, but it was a try lol
The first two are Remus Lupin with the prompt:
"A 35 year old nice looking man called Remus lupin looking like Andrew Garfield with scars and a bit of stubble, whiskey coloured eyes and light brown short hair in a brown vintage suit looking like a professor
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Then then the third and fourth are Sirius Black with the prompt:
"A 35 year old cool looking man called Sirius Black looking like Joe Manganiello with dark stubble, grey eyes and perfect long black hair pulled back in a tank top"
With those two I am not too satisfied.
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Then then the fifth and sixth are Nymphadora Lupin Tonks with the prompt:
"A 25 year old cool looking woman called Nymphadora Tonks looking like Keira Knightley with grey eyes and short pink hair"
Also not too sure about those
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Then then the seventh and eighth are Ron Weasley with the prompt:
"A 20 year old happy looking man called Ron Weasley looking like Matt Milne with blue eyes and short orange-red hair in red jumper"
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I also tried Abraxas Malfoy (Lucius' father) with the prompt:
"A 50 year old evil man looking like Sebastian Roché called Malfoy with a sharp pointed face with a perfectly coiffed short beard and long silver hair pulled back in dark robes, dark gloomy,"
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I also tried Bill Weasley but those I am not really too fond of as well:
"A 25 year old man called Bill Weasley looking like Johnny Harrington with a beard, blue eyes and long orange-red hair pulled back"
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And just for fun I made Tom Riddle as well, one young and one old before his first demise:
Young: "A 25 year old evil man called Tom Riddle with a sharp pointed face and short dark hair, dark eyes, dark robes, dark, gloomy"
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Old: "A 60 year old evil man called Tom Riddle with a sharp pointed sunken face and with short salt and pepper hair, dark eyes, dark robes, dark, gloomy"
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All Credit for the Character Info goes to @breaniebree
Check out her stories ASC and TFTA where these Characters are in:
ASC: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12924292/1/A-Second-Chance
TFTA: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14061727/1/The-First-Time-Around
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breaniebree · 1 year
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Still not sure when it will be posted but hopefully by the end of March!
Here's a sneak peek to show you what I have planned...
Chapter One of Third Time's the Charm
The One With A Second Chance
Queen blared from the speakers as Sirius hummed along with the beat of Radio Gaga.  He smiled as James began to hum under his breath next to him, shaking his hips to the beat.  When he started to move his head and fist pump the air as he quite frankly, jammed out, Sirius stifled a laugh.  When he began to sing along, Sirius couldn’t help but smile at his friend.  He wiggled his own hips along, knocking them against James’ as they grinned widely at each other.  
By the time the second verse started, James was singing loudly and powerfully, his smooth voice echoing in the workshop around them.
“Let’s hope you never leave, old friend.  Like all good things, on you we depend.  So stick around, ‘cause we might miss you, when we grow tired, of all this visual.  You had your time, you had the power!  You’ve yet to have your finest hour, radio!  Radio!”  James sang.  
When he caught Sirius’ eye, he grabbed the wrench like a microphone and began to really sing as he clapped his hands together.  
“All we hear is radio ga ga!  Radio goo goo!  Radio ga ga!  Sing it, mate!  All we hear is radio ga ga!  Radio goo goo!  Radio ga ga!  All we hear is radio ga ga!  Radio blah blah!  Radio, what’s new?  Some-one still loves you!”  
Sirius snorted.  “Do they now?”
James shrugged.  “Well, I mean, there has to be at least one person who loves you, Padfoot.  No one I know, obviously…”
“Piss off,” Sirius said, biting back a laugh.
James reached a hand up to scratch his cheek and spread engine grease all over his face.  
Sirius shook his head.  “You’re hopeless, Prongs.”
James attempted to wipe it off, but instead only smeared it even worse.  “I don’t even understand how this shit gets everywhere!”  When he only succeeded in blackening himself more, he pouted.  “Help me!”  he whined.
Sirius chuckled and reached for a cloth, moving to stand in front of his best mate and brother to scrub his face clean.  “There.  Hopeless.”
“I’m not hopeless, I’m just not good with the whole machine thing.  That’s a wheel, right?”
“Smart arse,” Sirius said, throwing the towel at him.  “If you can’t honour the bike, get out of the workshop.”
James chuckled.  “That’s the moto-so-che bonneville harley, right?”
“I hate you.”
James grinned and passed his friend the wrench.  “Love you, too, brother.”
Marauder barked and ran in a circle around James as Lady Godiva merely lifted her head to watch the dog, looking very unimpressed with Marauder’s antics. 
They both looked up when someone came to the door and Fleamont stood there, a smile on his face.  
“Boys, getting up to trouble out here?”
“Never, Dad,” James said.
He chuckled.  “That’s what I thought.  Why don’t you come inside?  Fee and Lily have prepared a picnic for lunch.  Misha is joining us.”
“I hope Fee and the house elves made it,” Sirius said.  “If it was Evans, I might not want to risk it.”
“I heard that Sirius Black!”  Lily exclaimed, coming up behind Fleamont.  “That was one time and I was pregnant with your godson!”
“So you say,” he teased.  “I just remember you trying to poison me and Prongs forcing Moony and I to eat it.”
Lily shook her head in amusement before she moved towards Sirius to kiss his cheek.  She took James’ hand in hers.  “Well, come risk it if you dare.  Misha wants to talk to you anyway.”
James tugged on her hand to pull her up against him so that he could kiss his wife deeply.  “I love you, Lily.”
“I love you, too,” she said, grinning up at him with her heart in her eyes.
They kissed again and Sirius turned back towards his motorbike to give his friends a moment of privacy.
“I’ll meet you out there in a minute.  I just want to finish something first and you two can get the snogging out of your system in the meantime.”
“Never!”  James scoffed.  “Have you seen these lips?  They are the most perfect lips ever made!”
Lily squeezed her husband’s hand.  “The sad part is that he’s talking about his own lips.  Don’t be too long, Padfoot.”
James squeezed Sirius’ shoulder before wrapping his arm around his wife’s waist and leading her away from the bike.  Fleamont put his hand on Sirius’ shoulder.
“Don’t be too long, son.  You know Fee will want to feed you.”
Sirius nodded.  “I won’t, Monty.  Save me some of that treacle tart before Jamie eats it all.”
Fleamont chuckled.  “No promises.” 
Sirius grinned as he turned back to the bike.  He picked up the wrench, humming along to “Radio Gaga” as the music seemed to grow louder, rumbling in in his ears like the wireless was moving closer and closer to him.  Then, something flashed at his right.  He turned, his eyebrow furrowed in confusion as music blared in his ears.  He smelt her soap before he saw her and when she flashed again, covered in blood, his eyes widened.
“Zee!  What…?”
“I’m sorry,” she whispered, her voice echoing as the music stopped around him.  “I tried to stop them.”
Sirius reached for her, but just as he touched her, his hand passed right through her.  Before he could contemplate the vision before him, something punched him right in the chest.  It hit him so hard that all of the breath was knocked out of him.  He felt like his chest was caved in and that every rib was broken and stabbing him somewhere different.  He gasped for breath, his eyes on Zee flashing in and out before him.
“Zee?  Zee, where are you?”  he demanded, but she flashed again and vanished before his eyes.
“Sirius?”  Euphemia asked from the doorway.  “Are you coming?”
“Fee…”  he whispered, blood bubbling at his mouth.
“Sirius?”  she called out, seeming to stare right through him.  “Darling, are you in here?”
Euphemia stepped right past him as if she couldn’t see him.  Sirius started to speak, unsuccessfully attempting to reach for her when suddenly, hands sprung out from the ground and tightly gripped him by his ankles.  He tried to shake them off, ventured to jump away, but the grip was too strong.  He reached for Euphemia again, his eyes wide before the hands around his ankles yanked.  His boots sank into the ground like quicksand and he was abruptly pulled into the earth.  The scream tore through him so loudly that it scorched his throat and Zee’s terrified face flashed before him.
“Zahira!” he cried out.  “Zahira!”
He was dragged through the mud; falling and rising like he was clawing his way to the surface, but the surface of what he didn’t know.  He swallowed the earth; dirt in his eyes, in his nose, in his mouth.  He could hear voices calling him and then there was nothing but the earth and the pain in his chest.
Pain unlike anything he’d ever felt before.  
Sharp, searing pain that made him taste his own blood.  
Pain like something was being ripped apart inside of him, something that he tried desperately to hold onto to, but no matter how hard he fought, the more it ripped and tore free.
And then there was only blackness.
~ TTTC ~
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tomjamesavery · 1 year
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Because people asked me, I made some more Harry Potter Characters with AI, all still based on the descriptions and prompts from @breaniebree for her story and Universe of ASC
The only one I didn't manage to get right was Ginny, I just wasn't able to get a redhead girl with brown eyes who had her "distinctive look" for some reason lol
Starting with Harry, I sadly didn't manage the lightning Bolt scar.
Prompt: "A 20 year old man called Harry potter, with a sharp jawline, emerald green eyes, dark stubble beard, messy black hair, round glasses and a small lightning bolt scar on his forehead"
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Next would be Ginny Weasley and for some reason, I just didn't get her right, mainly the eye colour but she also looks a bit too "innocent" lol!
Prompt: "A brave, strong-minded 20 year old woman with a determined look on her face called Ginny Weasley looking like Bonnie Wright, dark brown eyes, fiery hair and lots of freckles"
I also tried it without having Bonnie wright as a reference!
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After that we have Hermione.
Prompt: "A 20 year old woman called Hermione Granger looking like Emma Watson with brown eyes and brown, unruly, curly hair"
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Next one would be Draco Malfoy who is pretty spot on in my opinion!
Prompt: "A white blond 20 year old good looking man called Draco Malfoy looking like Tom Felton, black suit, dark gloomy"
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Next Blaise Zabini, is also alright!
Prompt: A 20 year old good looking man called Blaise Zabini as a mix of Rege-Jean Page and Shemar Moore, dark suit, smug look
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Next is Tonks again, just because the world can't have enough Tonks on it.
Prompt: "A 25 year old cool looking woman called Nymphadora Tonks looking like Keira Knightley with grey eyes and short pink hair"
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Next is Walburga Black, Sirius´ Mum, which turned out good in my opinion!
Prompt: "A 40 year old beautiful evil looking woman called Walburga Black looking like Eva Green in a beautiful black dress, dark, gloomy"
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Next would be Barty Crouch Jr, who is scary lol
Prompt: "A deranged 30 year old man called Barty Jr looking like Bill Skarsgard smiling, dark robes, dark gloomy"
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Next the Greengrass Sisters starting with Daphne who turned out great in my opinion!
Prompt: "An arrogant beautiful 20 year old woman called Daphne Greengrass looking like Blake Lively, wizarding dress"
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And her younger sister Astoria Greengrass, also turned out good!
Prompt: "A beautiful 20 year old woman called Astoria Greengrass looking like Katie McGrath"
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Next, two Brothers and not the nicest of companions, starting with Rabastan Lestrange
Prompt: "An evil looking man called Rabastan lestrange looking like Cillian Murphy, dark suit, dark gloomy"
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And his older brother Rodolphus Lestrange
Prompt: " A 40 year old evil looking man called Rodolphus lestrange looking like Peter Greene, dark wizarding robe, dark gloomy"
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Next, something I tried, I am not too sure of, Augusta Longbottom, the Vulture hat sadly didn't work.
Prompt: "A confident, good looking 60 year old lady called Augusta longbottom with a determined look on her face in a wizarding dress"
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Next, an Original Character, created by @breaniebree, Fiadh Alexander a Fae, also Fred Weasley´s Girlfriend.
Prompt: "A 25 year old beautiful woman called Fiadh Alexander looking like Tiana Benjamin with pale skin short straight black hair and emerald green eyes"
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And speaking of Fred, we have the Twins Fred and George Weasley! (Fred on the left, and George with a beard on the right)
Prompt: "Two 20 year happy looking men, they are twins, called Fred and George Weasley, looking like Kenneth Bek, with red-orange hair and stubble, right one with a beard"
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And at the end another great Original Character by @breaniebree Sebastian Kane, but Iam not too sure if he meets her expectations lol
Prompt: "A 25 year old man called Sebastian Kane looking like Francis Cadieux with dark brown hair and light blue eyes, stubble and broad shoulders"
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All Credit for the Character Info goes to @breaniebree
Check out her stories ASC and TFTA where these Characters are in:
ASC: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12924292/1/A-Second-Chance
TFTA: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14061727/1/The-First-Time-Around
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tomjamesavery · 1 year
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The original ones...
Tom Riddle and his oldest Death Eaters, his dorm mates from his time at Hogwarts, some of his most loyal and cruel followers.
All Characters have been created with the prompts and description from @breaniebree ´s Story, ASC. At least for those of whom I had descriptions, for some, I had to improvise as there was no description of their looks.
Starting with the one and only, Tom Marvolo Riddle:
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He was created on this prompt:
"A 25 year old evil good looking man called Tom Riddle with a sharp pointed face in dark robes, dark gloomy"
And this picture was also used as a prompt:
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Next up is Titus Avery:
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For him I had to improvise as I had no description of his looks in ASC, so I took a picture of the original Avery from Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince as a prompt as well as this:
"A 25 year old evil good looking man called Titus Avery with a sharp pointed face with a perfectly coiffed short beard, blue eyes and short blonde hair in dark robes, dark gloomy"
And this picture, the original Avery at the Slug Club flashback(my pfp by the way lol):
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Next would be Titus Avery´s wife, Tabitha Nott Avery:
For those of you that know ASC shes Theodore Notts half-Aunt, and Thaddeus Nott´s sister.
For her, the only Info I had, was that her brother had dark brown hair and blue eyes so I went with the same for her:
"A 25 year old evil good looking woman called Tabitha Nott with blue eyes, long dark brown hair in a black wizarding dress, dark gloomy"
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Next one would be Abraxas Malfoy, Lucius' father, for him I had more information:
"A 25 year old evil good looking man called Malfoy looking like Sebastian Roche with a sharp pointed face, blue eyes, long white-blond hair pulled back and stubble in dark robes, dark gloomy"
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Moving on to his wife, and Lucius´ Mother, Isla Rowle Malfoy, for her I also had a prompt:
"A 25 year old evil good looking woman called Isla Rowle looking like Veronica Lake with blue eyes, long blond hair in a black wizarding dress, dark gloomy"
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Next would be Tabitha's Brother, Thaddeus Nott, Theodore Nott´s father, or was he??? ;)
For him I had almost nothing as well only that in his older years he had a large belly, so I again took a prompt picture from the original Nott from the Slug Club with Riddle:
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The prompt: "A 25year old evil man called Thaddeus Nott with a perfectly coiffed short beard, evil grin, blue eyes and short dark brown hair in dark robes, dark gloomy"
The prompt picture:
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Next I have Wendall Selwyn who was three years younger than the rest but was also part of Riddles Gang.
And for Selwyn I again had no information and had no idea what to use as he isn't in the movies, so I did something cause why not, and used this ancient and unflattering picture of myself as a prompt hahaha, and well, it definitely made me a lot better looking lol
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Prompt: "A 25 year old evil looking man called Wendall Selwyn in dark robes, dark gloomy"
Next is Linus Lestrange the father of Rabastan and Rodolphus Lestrange, and Bellatrix´s father-in-law:
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Again not much Info, so i used the original Lestrange from Riddles Slug Club Meeting:
Prompt:" A 25 year old evil man called Linus Lestrange with a sharp pointed face with a perfectly coiffed short beard, evil grin, blue eyes and short brown hair in dark robes, dark gloomy"
and the picture:
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And last his wife Cassia Shafiq Lestrange, no Info again but she had a middle Eastern-sounding name so I gave her dark hair and dark eyes: The prompt:
"A 25 year old evil good looking woman called Cassia Shafiq with dark eyes, long black hair, in a black wizarding dress, dark gloomy"
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As always:
All Credit for the Character Info goes to @breaniebree
Check out her stories ASC and TFTA where these Characters are in:
ASC: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12924292/1/A-Second-Chance
TFTA: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14061727/1/The-First-Time-Around
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breaniebree · 1 year
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Coming 24th March 2023!
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breaniebree · 1 year
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SNEAK PEEK!
Chapter 9 -- The One With the Red Lipstick Print
The sight made Harry smile and his chest ache in ways that he couldn’t explain.  He wished Sirius was here to see how big his kids were growing and he wished Zee was here.  She was supposed to be here and that suddenly made the ache worse.  He stood up, claiming he needed something from the kitchen, and then he took a moment to lean against the counter, closing his eyes.  It was only a moment before he heard someone behind him.
Tonks’ hand touched his back and he turned to give her a smile.  “I’m fine.”
Tonks lifted an eyebrow.  “Stop lying, Harry.”
He shrugged and rolled his shoulders.  “She should be here right now.  She should be here experiencing Christmas morning with her babies.  She deserves to bloody be here.”
“She does,” Tonks agreed.  “But she’s not here, Harry.  I know that hurts.  I know it’s eating at you and we both know that we’re doing everything possible to try to figure things out.”
“Borage and Slughorn’s theory is —”
“Unclear,” Tonks interrupted.  “Hope is a powerful emotion, Harry.  You know that and I know that.  I don’t want you to give up on it, but you also can’t cling to it.  No matter what happens, we will figure it out.  Together.”
He nodded and sighed when she flung herself into his arms for a tight hug.  “You’re really annoying, you know that?”
She laughed.  “You love me.”
“Only because I’m forced to.”
She smacked him in the arm and he laughed.
“I miss her, too.  She was one of my best friends.”
Harry hugged Tonks tighter, resting his chin on the top of her head.  “I know.”  He let out a slow breath before he let her go, his eyes meeting her grey ones.  “I haven’t said anything to them about it.”
“Good,” Tonks said.  “Let’s keep it that way.  As I said, hope is a powerful thing, Harry.  Until we know for sure, this is just for us.”
“And Ginny and Uncle Rem.”
“Obviously,” Tonks said, winking.  “But that’s a given.”
Harry moved to the ice box to get himself a tall glass of orange juice, pouring a second one for Tonks when she asked.  He took a long drink, letting the citrus linger on his tongue before he swallowed.  Tonks leaned against the counter next to him, sipping her own juice before she spoke.
“How’s Auden?”
Harry hesitated only a moment before he answered.  “He’s… fine.”
Tonks rolled her eyes.  “If you say ‘fine’ one more time, I’m telling Remus.”
He smirked.  “Oooh, scary.”
Tonks elbowed him and he grunted.  “Tell me, you jerk.”
“We’ve resorted to name calling now?”
“Harry!”
“Fine, fine,” he said, holding up his hands.  “And I’m not saying I’m fine, though I am, so stop giving me that face.  Auden is… it’s good.”
“You’re still going twice a week?”
“Yeah.  Sometimes more.”  At Tonks’ raised eyebrow, he cleared his throat.  “After Rex and I spoke to Slughorn about the potion, well, Ginny convinced me to see him again.  He made time for me.”
“He’s a good guy,” Tonks said.  “He’s good at what he does.”
Harry nodded.  “He’s… it’s good.”
Tonks smiled and elbowed him lightly.  “Look at you, being a grownup and talking about your feelings and stuff.”
“Piss off,” he said, making her laugh.
“Excuse me?”  she demanded, pointing to the rule board that was still on the kitchen wall.  “What does rule number three say?”
“As you said, I’m a grownup so rule number three doesn’t apply to me anymore,” Harry said, sticking his tongue out at her.
“Don’t wave that freaky tongue at me,” Tonks said, sticking her tongue out at him in turn just as Remus came into the kitchen.
“Ah, I see my favourite two mature humans are chatting.  How lovely.”
“Harry’s ignoring the rules,” Tonks said.  “He told me to piss off.”
“Tattletale,” Harry said.
Remus chuckled.  “I never thought it was possible for you two to become more immature as you aged.  Nymphadora, Harry can swear if he wants to, just not around Teddy.”
“Like you never swore around me,” Harry protested.
“What’s the rule, Harry?”
Harry snorted.  “Do as you say not as you do.  Hypocrite.”
Remus smiled and put his arm around Harry’s shoulders.  “Absolutely.  Now, are you okay?”
“Fine.”
He raised his eyebrow and Tonks moved to hug Harry from the other side.  “Can we talk about Harry’s overuse of the word ‘fine?’  It’s making me want to hug him.”
“Hmm,” Remus said, examining Harry for a long moment.  “You know if you need to talk, Harry, I’m always here for you.”
“I know,” Harry said.  “I’ve never doubted that.”
Remus kissed his forehead and then made a show of ruffling his hair while Tonks waved her wand behind Harry’s back.  Remus smiled and stepped back, his whisky eyes lit up in mischief.  “Much better.  Come on, let’s go back into the living room.”
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tomjamesavery · 1 year
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Portraits of Fleamont Potter and Euphemia Fawley Potter in Clevedon Court, the old Potter Manor, from @breaniebree ´s Story ASC.
Harry´s paternal Grandparents!
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The pictures I created for it:
Euphemia Fawley Potter with the Prompt:
"A nice, friendly, 60 year old, good looking woman, called Euphemia Potter, looking like Anne Hathaway, with a soft smile, silver hair, in a wizarding dress"
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Fleamont Potter with the Prompt:
"A nice, friendly, 60 year old, good looking man called Fleamont Potter looking like Jake Gyllenhall, smiling, with short silver messy hair, a short beard and glasses, in a wizarding suit"
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And the Room:
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All Credit for the Character Info goes to @breaniebree
Check out her stories ASC and TFTA where these Characters are in:
ASC: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12924292/1/A-Second-Chance
TFTA: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14061727/1/The-First-Time-Around
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breaniebree · 11 months
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Chapter 13 - The One With the Rug Burn
Hinny smut, full steam ahead!
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breaniebree · 1 year
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Chapter 5 -- The One With the Number Three
Today was about her focusing on her first ever match as a professional Quidditch player.  She couldn’t afford to mess it up.  She needed to go out there with her head on straight and her focus on nothing but the game. She needed to show them that signing Ginny Weasley to be one of the Holyhead Harpy Chasers was a good move.  
Verona Gold, another Chaser on the team, gave her a thumbs up from behind her.
“You ready to play your heart out, Weasley?”
“Absolutely,” Ginny said, wishing that she felt as confident as she sounded.
Verona winked before she left her alone and a minute later, Gwenog Jones poked her head inside.
“Weasley, we don’t usually allow guests back here, but it’s your first game so I’m making an exception.  Make it quick.  We have to be on the pitch in fifteen.”
Ginny frowned when Gwenog disappeared, wondering who was here to visit.  Her eyes widened in surprise when Harry appeared in the doorway.  His hair was a dishevelled mess, looking like his hands had been in it most of the day and he was dressed in blue jeans with a Holyhead Harpies hoodie that said Weasley on the back with her number 3.  She’d been assigned the number when she’d joined (as Chasers held the numbers 1, 2, and 3) and when she ordered her kit along with a few things to wear for home, Harry had insisted on his own stuff.  It still made her stomach flutter to see her boyfriend wearing her number so proudly.
“Harry, what are you doing here?”  she asked, moving over to kiss him.
Harry’s hands gripped her hips, pulling her up against him.  “What do you mean?  Where else would I be?  Today’s your big day, Gin.  Nothing could keep me away.”
Her eyes softened.  “Harry… with everything that’s been going on, I just thought you weren’t coming.  You don’t have to be here.  I know how stressed out you are and how much you have on your plate.”
Harry shook his head and buried his face in the crook of her neck.  “I’ll admit, I almost didn’t come, but fuck… I can’t miss this.  I promised you that I would be here cheering you on and frankly, there’s nothing else that I can do right now.  There’s no leads, Gin.  There’s nothing to follow up on and sitting at work looking at nothing is driving me mad.  I want to be here.  I need to be here.  For you as much as for me.”
Ginny stood on her toes to kiss him.  “I love you.”
His lips curved a little at her words before he framed her face in his hands and kissed her.  His kiss was warm and passionate, surprising her.  With how much stress he’d been under and everything that was going on, she’d missed his lips.
“Are you ready?”  Harry asked, brushing his thumb over her bottom lip.  “First professional Quidditch match, Weasley, better bring your O game.”
She smiled.  “I hope so.  I’m kind of nervous.”
Harry shook his head.  “Don’t be nervous.  You’ve got this.  There’s no one as talented as you out there, Gin.”
“That’s an extreme over exaggeration,” Ginny replied.
“Nah,” he said, his eyes twinkling.  “I know my witch.”
Ginny bit her bottom lip, her stomach still flipping in nerves.  “I know that I can play, but I just feel… it’s different, you know?  I can’t quite get myself to relax the way that I know I should be.  This is… it’s not Hogwarts.  You won’t be out there on the pitch with me.  It’s a new team and a new… everything.”
Harry’s gaze held hers for a moment before it dipped down to take in her new kit.  She wore her hair in a high ponytail with a Holyhead scrunchie to hold it in place.  Her Harpy kit included tight green trousers with a gold stripe down the side, gold and green Quidditch boots, a long green tunic with the golden Harpy and Holyhead symbol tied with a thick gold belt at her waist, and the green robe overtop with her name and number in gold on the back.  Ginny thought she looked very professional but the way that Harry was looking at her right now made her feel beautiful on top of it.  She watched him lick his lips as his eyes roamed over her.  He’d made a point of telling her how excited he was to see her in her official kit and the way that he was looking at her now told her that seeing her for the first time had definitely been worth it.
“You look so incredible like this.  Seriously, you look bloody amazing.”
She quirked her lips.  “I don’t think looking great is my major concern right now.  I’m nervous.  I need to take deep breaths and relax and just focus myself.”
Harry’s tongue touched his lip before his slow smile made desire curl in her gut.  “Well, I might have another way to help you relax.”
She was about to ask him how when he knelt down in front of her.  “Harry!”  she hissed, her fingers digging into his shoulders.  “What are you doing?”
His fingers unfastened the drawstring of her trousers and pushed them down her hips.  “Helping you relax.”  He glanced at his watch and then at her.  “But you have to be quick.  Don’t want someone to come looking for you.”
“Harry!”  she hissed again, her eyes widening.  
Merlin, there was only a door between her and the rest of the change rooms which meant that any one of her teammates could walk in on them.  Did he even lock it?  
“Gwenog could come back here any second!”
He took his glasses of, tucking them into the pocket of his hoodie before he leaned forward, pushing up the tunic to get to the simple black cotton knickers she wore and used his fingers to push them aside so that he could press a kiss to her.  
“Mmm, you do taste nervous,” he teased, kissing her core again.  “Want me to stop?”
She meant to say yes.  In fact, she was positive that she was going to say yes, but then his tongue joined in and well, there was only so much willpower a girl had.  And Merlin, he was so good at this.
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breaniebree · 1 year
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Let's Play A Game!
An anon sent me an ask asking me what my favourite lines and chapters and moments were from TFTA and ASC and it was hard for me to answer. As someone who wrote it, I don't remember specific lines and whatnot from my own work like I do by books I love as a fellow reader. I'm a fan of my own work but not a "fan" in the sense of me being a fellow reader.
So, how about you tell me -- here in the comments and reblog!
What is your favourite line from The First Time Around?
What is your favourite line from A Second Chance?
What is your favourite moment from The First Time Around?
What is your favourite moment from A Second Chance?
Who is the most underrated couple in my universe?
Who is the most overrated couple in my universe?
Who is your favourite couple in the ASC universe and why?
Who is the couple you like the least in the ASC universe and why?
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PS -- whoever reblogs with a comment and answers, will get a special sneak peek of TTTC!
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tomjamesavery · 1 year
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Three, still on the Run!
Characters from ASC by @breaniebree
Bellatrix Lestrange
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Barty Crouch Jr
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Belladonna Brambilla
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Unedited pictures I created:
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All Credit for the Character Info goes to @breaniebree
Check out her stories ASC and TFTA where these Characters are in:
ASC: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12924292/1/A-Second-Chance
TFTA: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14061727/1/The-First-Time-Around
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breaniebree · 11 months
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SNEAK PEEK
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Chapter 11 -- The One With the Arcanums
Harry and Ginny left Norfolk Manor with Ron after ringing in the new year an hour after Hermione’s departure.  When they arrived back in Somerset, Ginny moved to hug her brother and Ron didn’t say a word, he just put his arms around her and stared at Harry.  Harry simply moved forward and wrapped his arms around both of them.
“Do you want to talk about it?”  Ginny asked.
“No,” Ron mumbled.
“Will you tell us what happened?”
Ron only squeezed her tighter in response.
“Okay,” she whispered.  “When you’re ready, Harry and I are here.”
They hugged him a moment longer before they let him go.  Ron started to move towards the staircase before he shook his head.
“I… I think I need to go to the Burrow.”
Harry reached for Ron’s hand.  “Come on, mate.  This is your home now.”
Ron looked unsure so Ginny took his other hand and the three of them walked up the stairs, a little awkwardly, with Ginny in the lead as they all held onto each other.  They walked him right to his bedroom door and Ron nodded.
“Goodnight.”
When the door clicked shut behind him, Ginny leaned back against Harry.  They went to the master bedroom, closing the door before she spoke.
“What on earth happened?”
Harry shook his head.  “I have no idea.  Ron hasn’t said anything.”
“And now they’ve broken up?”  Ginny demanded.
Harry shrugged.  “Honestly, I have no idea, Gin.  I didn’t think they were arguing any more than usual.”
“But you’ve had a lot going on,” she finished, moving into his arms.
Harry put his arms around her, sighing when she wrapped her arms around his neck.  “Have I been a bad friend?”
Ginny lifted an eyebrow and gave him a cool look.  “Do I need to hex you?  With everything that you’ve had going on the last two months and you think this is somehow your fault?”
“All right, not my fault exactly, but if I’d paid more attention maybe I — ow!”  he exclaimed when Ginny pinched the side of his neck.
“Everything and everyone is not your responsibility, Harry Potter!”
Harry opened his mouth before he promptly closed it again.
“That’s right, there is no commentary needed,” Ginny said, her dark eyes meeting his.  “Ron and Hermione are adults and whatever it is that’s going on with them, it has absolutely nothing to do with you.”
“All right, but — ow!  Stop bloody pinching me!”
“Stop being a noble git.”
His lips curved slightly before he caught himself.  “Is there anything I can say right now that won’t result in you pinching me?”
Ginny stood on her toes and pressed her lips to his for a quick peck.  “Ron and Hermione will work it out, Harry.”
“So, that’s a no, then,” he replied.  “Ow!”
Ginny smirked as her fingers pinched his hip.  “If you keep trying to take on their problems, I’m going to pinch something else entirely.”
He lifted an eyebrow before he let his hands cup her bottom and pushed her up to her toes to kiss her.  “You’re a menace.”
She smiled and pushed him down on the bed.  “Someone needs to keep you in line.”
Harry grinned as she straddled him, her hands moving to the bottom of her shirt and lifting it over her head.  “I love you so much.”
Ginny leaned over him, taking his mouth with hers again and Harry knew that there was no where else in the world that he would rather be.
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breaniebree · 11 months
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SNEAK PEEK
I apologize for the delay. It's been a hectic week and I have lost myself in my charts instead of writing and oh hell it's Wednesday where is this week going? LOL
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Chapter 12 -- The One With the Heartbeat
Neville nodded.  “We want this place, Goyle.  I think it’s perfect for Serendipity and it would be a great asset to Sophistication by Pansy.  Think about it… a bloke forgets a birthday or anniversary and back to back he can get dessert, flowers, and lingerie… pretty brilliant if you ask me.”
“I agree,” Hannah said.  “It’s just that if we’re going to shell out money for so much of the renovations, we should be more than just renters.”
Goyle grunted again as Gabriel began to cry.  Neville watched in amazement as Goyle’s huge hands expertly unhooked the child and had him on his shoulder to soothe him without a hitch. 
“Tell me more about the renovations,” he said, bouncing the baby while his big hand ran up and down his back.
Neville and Hannah each took turns explaining the changes they wanted to do to the building both cosmetic and what was needed to make a flower and bakery shop work.  As they spoke, Goyle nodded along and then he cleared his throat, surprising Neville. 
“Er, did you consider making the new wall have the same arches?  It would keep it consistent and true to the original building.”
“Oh, well, yeah that’s a good idea,” Neville said, exchanging a look with Hannah.
“And I would suggest keeping the marble floor for the front, but the hardwood back here needs to be replaced.  It’s really not as safe as it should be.  Sorry, I don’t mean to impose.  I’ve been working as a contractor lately and…. Sorry.”
“No, no, that’s great, Goyle.  It seems like you’re liking it,” Hannah said, a soft smile on her face.
He nodded.  “I did most of the work on Pansy’s shop myself and she urged me into this; said I was good.”  He shrugged as if embarrassed.  “It passes the time.”
“I think it’s great,” Neville said.  “And Hannah and I would be grateful for the help.  We might know what we want, but we definitely don’t know how to go about it getting it done.”
“I’d love to help,” he admitted, his cheeks heating.
Neville smiled.  “All right.  So…?”
“It’s yours,” Goyle said, his hand running up and down Gabriel’s back.  “Pansy will agree.  We’ll sell you this half of the building.”
“You didn’t hear our offer yet?”  Hannah exclaimed, her eyes wide.
Goyle shrugged.  “I think I can trust it will be reasonable.  We’ll get contracts up and out within the week to go over the necessities.”
Hannah beamed and leaned in to kiss Goyle’s cheek, surprising him and making his face turn red.  “Thank you so much, Goyle!  You won’t regret this!  I promise!”
“It’s Greg,” he mumbled, his lips forming a smile.  “Call me Greg.”
Neville grinned and wrapped his arm around his girlfriend and thought things were really falling into place.
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breaniebree · 1 year
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Chapter 7 -- The One With the Melanotaeniidae Reflection Potion
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breaniebree · 1 year
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Happy TTTC Day!
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Thank you to the amazing @ellieoryan7447 for making me these awesome moodboards which I then made into my cover photo
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Chapter One -- The One With A Second Chance
ff.net Ao3
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breaniebree · 1 year
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Third Times the Charm Sneak Peek
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Chapter 2 -- The One Where Ron Gets A Shovel
Ron felt bad leaving Harry, but he knew that despite the circumstances of what was going on, he and Harry were only A1s, which meant that they weren’t capable of being partners on any investigations.  They needed someone higher up to help guide them and Ron had to admit, Eric Baxter was a great substitute.  The man was smart and funny.  Not to mention that he’d already taught Ron a lot more than he’d expected. 
When they left Sussex, Ron was only mildly surprised to see them arrive in Londonderry.  He followed Baxter through the main entrance of the Magical Intelligence Agency and into the Secret Intelligence Unit on the second floor otherwise known as the SIU.  They walked past a few desks in the bullpen before Baxter turned left and headed towards a smaller bullpen in the back where Ron recognized Sebastian Kane sitting with a tiny Korean woman who Ron remembered seeing at the Auror’s birthday party in the summer.
Sebastian’s eyebrow rose.  “Baxter, Ron, come to visit?”
“Unfortunately no,” Baxter said, making himself comfortable in one of the chairs.  “We need to track someone down.”
“Aw, and you need us because we’re better than you?”  the woman teased.
Ron snorted and her smile widened.
“I speak the truth, Red.”  She extended her hand.  “Auror Yeona Jin, but everyone calls me Auror J.”
“Ron Weasley.”
“He’s my A1 partner,” Baxter said.  “Fresh from the academy and doing well.  As to doing our job, I’d track this bitch down myself if it was within my bloody jurisdiction.”
Sebastian tilted his head.  “What do you need?”
“Druella Rosier Black,” Baxter said.  “Weasley?”
Ron cleared his throat.  “She’s um, the Lady Falmouth, technically.  She took off in ’93 to avoid the war and is now thought to be on a Mediterranean cruise somewhere.  We need her back in England so that she can answer some questions about her home in Sussex.”
Jin nodded.  “We can do that.  Any known family?
“She’s the last Rosier living,” Ron continued.  “Her brother Enzo and his wife, Alma were killed in the first war along with his son, Ezekiel.  Ezekiel had two children, Evan who was killed by Alastor Moody while resisting arrest in ’81 and his sister Aster who married Thaddeus Nott and was killed in ’84 in a claimed potions accident by her husband.  Black’s husband, Cygnus, died in ’92 of scrofungulus.  They had three daughters: Bellatrix Black Lestrange, Andromeda Black Tonks, and Narcissa Black Malfoy.  Bellatrix is the only daughter still alive.”
Jin wrinkled her nose.  “It’s always the insane ones who stick around.  Any information on her cruise?”
“No, but her grandson will know more, Draco Malfoy.”
Sebastian’s eyebrow rose slightly at the name.  “All right.  Give us twenty-four hours.  We’ll bring her back to England for questioning.”
“Thanks,” Baxter said.  “We think that she was letting known Death Eaters live in her home as recently as this morning.  Lestrange, Crouch, and Brambilla are at the top of our most wanted list.  If they have outside help, we need to know about it.”
“Agreed,” Sebastian said.  “We’ll bring her in.”
When they left, Ron snuck a look over at his partner.  “Bringing in the MIA was a good idea.”
Baxter’s lips curved.  “I’m full of those.  Atwell will tell you that I’m also full of shit, but don’t listen to her.”
Ron chuckled.  “Noted.”
“The Magical Intelligence Agency works on an international level,” Baxter explained.  “They are the Aurors we need to help us track criminals who leave the country.  They have jurisdiction in every country in the world and this means that they can do things that we aren’t able to, like go to the bloody Mediterranean Sea and try to find this witch.”
“Which leaves us where exactly?”  Ron asked.
Baxter stretched his arms up over his head.  “Let’s head back to Godric’s Hollow, Weasley.  There’s something about that graveyard that’s been bothering me.  I want to reinterview the witnesses who claim that they saw Brambilla there last week.  We’re missing something, Weasley, and until we find it, I think Zacarias is going to stay just out of our reach.”
That was what Ron was afraid of.
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