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Sanders Sides Hogwarts AU: HOGSMEADE

chapter 1

So here is a [chapter???] of the fic i’ve been working on. i hope you enjoy

“I do love the snow,” Roman mused, twirling in the centre of the courtyard, his scarf trailing gracefully behind him as he span. Patton was attempting to catch the falling snowflakes on his tongue, cheering every time he did so. Virgil and Logan stood behind him, hands in their pockets and shoulders shrugged up to their chins, rolling their eyes at their friend’s flamboyance. If you were just walking through, you’d probably mistake them for some hyperactive seventh years… But no, these dorks were the professors.

“Come on, Princey. Everyone’s left, we have to round up the stragglers. Let’s go,” Virgil told his friend, playfully pushing him towards the gates as he walked past. Roman grinned and matched his stride, slinging an arm round his shoulders as they went. Logan and Patton joined them, cheeks rosy from the cold.

“I think this will be the best school trip yet, don’t you agree, Lo?” Patton asked the astronomer, who gave a half-smile in return and adjusted his glasses.

“Objectively, there is a decent probability, considering the outings that ended in, well, Roman’s head twice its usual size...” All heads turned towards the sniggering fourth party; Roman narrowed his eyes in recollection.

“What? It was funny!” Virgil smirked, prompting an exaggerated, fake laugh from Roman, and a teasing

“Now, kiddo!” from Patton. There was silence for a moment before Logan interjected, declaring

“It was certainly amusing.” All four of them chuckled, Roman slinging his free arm across Patton’s shoulders as they journeyed up the hill, towards Hogsmeade.

 As they walked, they heard a loud, hearty laugh coming from behind them. Remy. And if Remy was there, Emile would undoubtedly be close by. They had been inseparable since first year, and when they both got jobs at Hogwarts, nothing changed.

“And he was like ‘Where are you?’ and I was like ‘I have like, no idea!’ And – OMG, hey guys!” Remy cut his story short to greet his friends. Em grinned and waved to them all, his beanie falling over his eyes as he did so. The six professors hugged and continued up the path, listening to Remy’s tale, and laughing at his misfortune.

When they got to the high street, Patton’s eyes widened, once again awestruck at the beauty of Hogsmeade in the snow. Turning to the others, he drew in a deep breath of icy air, and let out a soft squeal as a bright grin formed on his face. Between his largely oversized coat, old Hufflepuff scarf tied loosely round his neck, and the wide (and rather contagious) smile on his face, it was impossible not to grin back at him.

Hogsmeade has always been his favourite place in the whole world, especially at Christmas time. Coming from a pureblood family, he’d been going there every holiday since he could walk. The atmosphere of the village was more magical than any spell he could perform, especially because his best friends went with him every year.

Jumping up and down, he grabbed hold of Remy’s arm and wordlessly tugged him down the snowy path. Their destination was certainly Honeydukes: The happy place of both gentlemen.

“Patton, Patton I’m going to spill my latte if you don’t slow down!” Remy warned, and they slowed their pace slightly as they neared the shop.

“Right, we have to buy sweets for everyone. What would Logan like? Oh, of course, Fizzing Whizzbees-” He continued to ramble as they looked around, stopping to talk to their students, advising them on which sweets to buy, which ones tasted good, and which ones the House Elves could magic up for free. That last one triggered an angry glare from the shopkeeper. The History professor just shrugged, piling his items on the counter.

 While this was happening, Virgil and Roman headed straight to Zonkos.

Browsing the items on the shelf, Virgil noticed a rather amusing image on one of the products “Hey, hey Roman,” he called out with a smirk, “look at this!” he admired the hideousness of the picture as the Prince looked up from the shelf opposite. “It’s you!”

On the box was an illustrated sketch of an elderly wizard sat on the toilet reading a newspaper, his tomato-red face comedically scrunched up into a tight wrinkle. The product label read ‘WWW: U-No-Poo-2!’ Roman let out an offended scoff, playfully elbowing Virge as he reached onto the shelf.

“Yeah, well…” his hand collided with a box and he shoved it into the other’s face, without even a glance at the product, “This is you!” The smugness in his voice was stifled by the uncharacteristic giggle from Virgil.

“Aww, cute!” Of course he picked up an ‘Adopt a Pygmy Puff!’ care kit.

“No, I take it back,” his eyes scanned the shelves, “aha! This is you!” He grabbed a box of ‘Inflatable Tongues’, the image showing a young witch smiling at the camera, a two-foot tongue sticking out of her mouth. Virgil chuckled and pointed at another box.

“You”

This exchange continued for twenty minutes, by which point they’d looked through the whole shop, and collected the items they ‘desperately needed’. It was safe to assume a prank war would be brewing upon the return to the castle.

 Logan and Emile were sat together at the booth in the corner of the Three Broomsticks, two Butterbeers on the table, and a packet of salt and vinegar crisps open between them.

“I’ve told you a thousand times, Emile. Even if we did invent and enchant a robot, it would probably not exhibit the same characteristics as Wall-E. The chances of an exact replication are practically zero.”

“But we’ll never know until we try!” Em grinned and took a sip of Butterbeer, leaving behind a foam moustache. As Logan looked up from his own drink, he couldn’t help but splutter a laugh – which quickly turned into a coughing fit. His brother quickly patted his back, making sure everything was okay, before questioning the… unexpected outburst.

“You…” He paused, laughing again, “You do not suit a moustache, brother!” The older Picani crossed his eyes, unsuccessfully trying to check his appearance. Beaming, he conjured a mirror, admiring this new style.

“I love it. I’m going to keep it forever, and you can’t stop me!”

Logan simply adjusted his deerstalker, muttering “oh dear” under his breath.

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hi!

i’ve been awol for ages and i’m really sorry, i’m at uni now and i’m really anxious and i don’t know how to make friends so if anyone has any tips please i am begging🙃

i’ve started writing something for the sanders hogwarts au and imma post a little bit of it so please tell me what you think!

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The Knight Sky- Chapter 1

Yes, as I have said, I have begun an original story!

When I was younger, I really wanted to hear a story of a princess knight. I wanted to hear about a boy trapped in a tower, and a badass girl saving him from a dreaded monster. Well, 8 year old Shir, this one is for you.

Also, the lovely @ab-artist has agreed to draw my characters! I’ll link to them as soon as they’re ready, so look forward to that! (Thanks again for spending your precious time and talent on me, love!) I will say that I’m only giving her the descriptions for the characters from this chapter (NO SPOILERS) so if by any chance someone else wants to lighten her load and draw some characters that will be coming in later, feel free to hit me up! I’m tagging everyone who said they would like to read this in my earlier post, since my general taglist really only expects fanfics, but if you want to be added/removed from this tag list, just let me know!

Also this story is being created as we go along, so if you maybe have any ideas you want to send in just use #theknightsky I could really use your help! I’ve never really tried to properly write my own book before and I would love the support <3

Alright, please enjoy Chapter 1 of The Knight Sky!

For as long as she could remember, Skylar dreamed of being a knight.

She was the only child of the king and queen of Adzia, and therefore next in line for the throne. She had always accepted her role as future queen, but when she turned ten, she demanded to begin training to become a knight.

“A true leader would lead her country from the battlefield, not from some fancy chair.” She had said, and she would never forget how proud her father had looked when she said that.

It was the only memory she had of him.

She began training the very next day with the General and his son, Caleb. Very quickly, Sky and Caleb became inseparable. Throughout all of their training, Caleb refused to go easy on her, which she was eternally grateful for. Over the years, the two would go on to beat countless beasts in battle, chased down a few bandits, and did whatever they could to ensure peace within the borders of the kingdom. But no matter how often they pleaded, they were never to leave. “You simply aren’t ready.” General would say whenever they asked, which in turn would cause Sky to demand, “Well, when will we be ready?” with Caleb nodding eagerly. The General would smile, promising, “Soon.” and they would leave it be for a few months.

But this was unacceptable.

It was the morning of her eighteenth birthday, days before she was to ascend to the throne.

And they dared to even attempt such bullshit? On her birthday?

“Skylar, you have to understand,” General began, but Sky raised her hand, cutting him off. “No, I do not have to understand! You do not get to go off on some… some quest today! You can’t-” she faltered, turning to Caleb, who was looking at her curtains, her closet, anywhere but her. “You can’t leave me here alone, Cay. Not now.” Caleb knew exactly why this was so important to her. When she would be crowned, he would be taking his spot at her side as her advisor. She couldn’t do anything without him. She didn’t want to do anything without him. “Skylar,” General tried again, “If we do not go take down this dragon, you won’t have a kingdom to rule. People will be hurt, and I can’t have that on my conscience.” Sky turned to Caleb, helpless. She knew that they had to go, and she knew that for the time being, her responsibility was with her people. “Three days.” Caleb promised, “We’ll be back in three days, and I will be right there by your side when you get that crown. I promise you.” Sky nodded, feeling her eyes fill up with tears. For as long as she had known Caleb, he had never once broken a promise to her. It was one of the reasons she had chosen him to be her advisor, besides the fact that she didn’t have any other friends. Slowly, she nodded, and Caleb pulled her in for a hug as the tears spilled from her eyes and she began to sob. “Sky, I have to go.” Caleb said after a while, and she nodded, taking a step back and wiping her eyes. “I know.” she mumbled, “Three days, promise?” Caleb nodded, moving to follow his father out of the room. “I promise.” Skylar sat on her bed and watched her only friend leave her.

“Caleb.” She called out, causing him to turn around. “Don’t do anything stupid, or I’ll have to go rescue you.” Caleb laughed as he nodded, and closed the door.

“Father,” Caleb said as he and his father made their way to where their horses were already packed. “You did tell the others that-”

“Three days.” the General cut him off. “If we are not back in three days, we shall be declared dead and Skylar shall be crowned queen without an advisor. But do not dwell on that, my son. We have work to do.”

“Skylar, my dear, you have to leave your room at some point.”

Sky groaned, rolling over in her bed. “Are they back yet?” She asked, knowing full well that it’s only been a few hours. “Skylar, please come eat something.” Her mother pleaded from just outside her door, and Sky rolled out of bed, throwing on a robe and opening her door. Her mother’s face lit up, and she pulled her in for a hug. “Skylar, everything will be okay. The General is very good at his job, and Caleb is, aside from you, the strongest knight we have.” Sky nodded. It was true, Caleb was the only one who could match her pace in battle.

But that didn’t mean she wanted to know how he would fare against a dragon!

She picked at her food, not able to eat while knowing that Caleb was in danger. As soon as she was dismissed, she retreated back to her room, and tried to distract herself by reading history books.

The next day wasn’t much better.

She knew everything about the agriculture of Adzia, but had no clue if her closest friend was still alive. But she had to believe that everything would be okay. After all, she wasn’t kidding about going to rescue him.

Three days.

That had been the promise.

Caleb Everett didn’t break promises, which could only mean one thing.

Her friend was in trouble.

“Skylar, dear, they told us that if they don’t come home within three days-” Sky stormed past her mother, who followed her, trying to calm her down. “To hell with what they said!” She cried in frustration, heading for her room. Once inside, she began to strip off her coronation dress and grabbed her training clothes. It wasn’t armor, but it would be far easier to fight, and just move in general, in this simple short dress with leggings rather than her complicated royal gown. Her mother tried to stop her from throwing a few days worth of clothing into a bag, but she turned to her, levelling her with what they were all too afraid to admit. “Mother, please understand.” she said, desperate for the queen to see reason, “They said three days. Now, you choose to believe that they are dead, and I say they are merely in trouble. That doesn’t change the fact that there is still a dragon out there! I cannot sit here idly while others are out there risking their lives for my people!” Her mother was silent for a moment, and Sky turned back to continue shoving various items into her bag. Charms, books about wildlife, some spare coins, and-

“You’re right.”

She turned around to where her mother was tearing up. “My daughter.” She said, as if she couldn’t believe it. “You will make a wonderful queen once you return.” Skylar smiled, closing her bag and giving her mother a long hug, before turning and grabbing her sword, heading towards the stables.

She threw open the door, and ran to Arion’s stall. Her horse already had his saddle on him, and Skylar sent a silent thank you to whichever stable hand knew that she would be leaving. She tied her bag to his stomach, and in one swift movement, hopped up onto his back and led him out of the stables. She took a look around the courtyard, where everyone was getting ready for her coronation. She pulled on Arion’s reins and he ran out of the palace gates before anyone could notice that the princess wouldn’t be showing up to her own crowning.

The two rode for a few hours, only stopping when they reached the border. Sky got off of Arion, staring out into the forest. Beyond that first tree lay… something. She couldn’t even begin to imagine what horrors she would find. She reached for her sword on her belt, just making sure that it was still there. After, she raised her hand to her neck, making sure that the charm Caleb had given her years ago was still there. He claimed that it was enchanted, but it had never done anything other than glow in the sunlight.

Steeling herself, she turned to Arion. “Well, Arion,” she said, “Caleb needs our help.”

She took a deep breath, and took her first steps over the border and into the woods.

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This universe was created when I was roughly 8 years old, and I’ve been trying to build the story from the little notes I scribbled way back then, so please please please let me know what you think!

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Sanders (Sides) Hogwarts Professor AU: Picani!

PROFESSOR EMILE PICANI: Divination Professor

Part 7! Bullet point headcanons for Professor Emile! The final professor!  I drew a complete blank with this one, I’m very sorry, but I hope you like it! :)

His classes tend to focus on the divination of dreams: Each week, he begins the lesson with a discussion on everybody’s dreams and the interpretations behind them. It’s a fun little warm up and has everybody competing for the title of ‘weirdest dream’ (you get a prize!!!) (granted the prize is just a chocolate frog, but it’s really about the honour). 

Trusts in his ‘inner eye’, going by his gut instincts both in and out of his work. Therefore, he can tell when someone has fabricated a prediction. Whenever someone does, he’ll go and spend extra time helping them through the material so they understand the methods behind the predictions. He is very empathetic and everyone can tell he genuinely enjoys helping his students, which makes him a fantastic professor.

May or may not turn lessons studying tea leaves into tea parties, and will provide a selection of biscuits and cookies for the occasion. He usually ends up eating the most cookies.

So Many References. All the time. He’s just non stop.

Is a licensed Therapist, and his door is always open for students that need the counselling. He’ll just turn the room into a cosy den, complete with bean bags, pillows, blankets and teddies, and talk through any issues or feelings they are having.

Has fallen asleep into his bowl of cereal at the staff table on several occasions, because he was up way too late watching cartoons. Everyone looks up and laughs when they hear the splash, and he’s woken up to magically-enforced sharpie moustaches a few too many times.

Keeps multiple pet rocks in his classroom, and when anybody asks about them he tells a (very long-winded) tale about their magical properties. Each one is named after a Crystal Gem (from the popular Muggle television show Steven Universe), and is enchanted to glow a different colour of the rainbow.

A lot of his personality is derived from the cartoons he watched growing up (and still watches today, of course). Therefore, he is very loud, extroverted and hyperactive.

His teaching space matches his eccentric, wild nature. Upbeat 8-bit music plays in the background, and each desk is a different colour. The room appears to be a randomly-compiled junk yard of madness, but he wouldn’t have it any other way. Everything has its place and he is fond of the organised chaos. Logan hates going into the room because the obnoxious array of colours get under his skin.

He loves watching cartoons with his little brother and their friends, and loves setting up movie marathons in the Great Hall every month, where they all sit and watch their favourite movies together (and introduce new ones to the pureblood students.

The first time a third-year told him she didn’t understand what a ‘Simba’ was, he completely froze for a whole minute before screaming “YOU HAVEN’T SEEN THE LION KING?” After realising most of the Purebloods had never seen a Disney film before, he stopped the class so they could all watch the cinematic masterpiece together. They were late for their next lesson, but none of them cared, they were far too preoccupied crying over the ending. After that, they started to join in when he made his references. He was so proud.)

Fusion names for partner projects. “So, Joan and Talyn makes… Joalyn… Or, or Talyn and Joan makes… Toan... Toan is good!”

Improvises a new introduction song every time he walks into a room. Not just his classroom, any room. He has been forcibly removed from the library twice.

Owns at least eighteen cardigans, every single one is a different colour. Logan and Patton sometimes borrow them, and usually forget to give them back, so of course he needs a back-up stash to make sure he won’t run out!

Nobody knows how it started, but it’s a tradition to draw or write on the classroom walls before an exam. It started somewhat discreet, but now it covers half the wall and it’s pretty and colourful and completely hectic, and Picani adores it. If you look closely, you will see a caricature of his face in the middle of the door, surrounded by gemstones. If he has a bad day, just looking at the wall makes him feel that little bit better.

Says “pew” every single time he casts a spell.

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I’m doing another thing regarding the sanders sides and it’s like i need to collect all the screens i pause at because

this is my new favourite

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Is deceit a parseltounge? Also LOVE this AU and every time I see your name in my notifications I smile. ~Z

oh my goodness thank you so much, this has made me so happy! i’m really glad you enjoy it!! and OH MY GOSH yes! i completely forgot about parseltongue! i have to add it in!

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Sanders Sides Hogwarts Professor AU: Deceit!

PROFESSOR ‘DEE CEIT’: Transfiguration Professor

Part 6! Bullet point headcanons for Professor Dee...Ceit... :D (i’m so sorry) I hope you like! And happy Ravenclaw Pride day to every Ravenclaw pal that sees this!!

Never goes by his real name. Has literally thousands of aliases, to the extent that none of the students can say that they actually know his real name. Some of his favourites nicknames are: Snake face, Snakey, Snakespeare, Monty the Python, The Basilisk, David Hisslehoff, and Sir Hiss.

Is a Metamorphmagus: and is frequently changing his appearance. He does it to make sure everyone keeps their guards up, as it’s the only way he knows how to protect them. Also he finds it funny, but that’s just an added bonus.

He loves his snake face, it shows his house pride.

His favourite subject has always been transfiguration, as the entire subject is literally turning one thing into another. It’s perfect!!

Fluent in sarcasm, and although the first years get a little upset, the older students have learned to recognise when he’s being supportive. “You did horribly in your exam. You should be so disappointed. I’m not proud at all.”

Believes that mistakes from younger students are okay, because they’re learning. The older students should know better, so he’s tougher on them.

He tends to use reverse psychology with his students, as it usually gets the best results. “Well that was the best switching spell I’ve ever seen, Joan. Definitely your best attempt.” (*Mumbled profanities heard in the distance*) They got it perfect on their next attempt.

Loves. Puns. But he’ll never admit it to ANYONE due to his need for self-preservation, so he tries to hide his grin when Patton cracks a pun. Everyone knows. For a professional liar, he’s a terrible actor.

Is nobody’s favourite professor, but he makes sure his students perform to the best of their abilities, so most of them get decent grades. Also they’re usually too scared to fail.

His favourite spell is the vanishing spell, for obvious reasons.

Is not a good guy, but isn’t particularly a bad guy. He is the darkness within the light, and remains loyal only to those who are loyal to him.

Is the teacher you go to when you want gossip, and boy does he love to gossip, but if you tell a n y o n e he will put an irreversible silencing charm on you for a week. It’s not fun.

Enjoys the Frozen reference in his wearing gloves, he takes the phrase ‘conceal don’t feel’ very seriously, concealing the things he doesn’t want anyone to know, including himself.

Is rather skilled in the subject of memory charms. Patton will sometimes ask him to help teach classes on them. Dee will never admit it, but he is honoured that Patton wants his help.

Pushed Roman in the Great Lake one time, just because he felt like it. It was fun, and he didn’t stop chuckling for several days afterwards.

Doesn’t understand Quidditch. Like, what is the point in it? But still cheers enthusiastically for Slytherin.

His cape is too small for him, but if anyone points it out, he will get really defensive and tell them it is NOT, and it is just PERFECT THANK YOU VERY MUCH. He knows it’s too small. He hates that it’s too small. But it was the only one in Madam Malkin’s, and she doesn’t make them anymore. And he doesn’t know how to make it fit him. And he’s too proud to ask. So he’ll keep on suffering. 

Is a Parselmouth, and will naturally slip into it when he’s overwhelmed or embarrassed, or just whenever he wants to confuse Logan, because it’s always a confidence boost to know that you’re better than him at something. And it comes in extremely handy when he wants to appear ...mysterious...

The Slytherin prefects asked him to teach them Parseltongue, and while it is impossible to learn the language, it is very possible to imitate it. So naturally, he set up a ‘Secret Slytherin Society’ for anyone who wants to learn. Everyone was confused when half of the Slytherin population began casually conversing in Parseltongue one day as if it was no big deal; Dee was genuinely beaming with pride. 

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Hi sorry to bother you but your username is LITERALLY ME and therefore I love you -an ace hufflepuff

hi!! you’re not bothering me at all! i am very happy to speak to another ace hufflepuff, and that means i automatically love you too, friend :D

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Sanders (Sides) Hogwarts Professor AU: Remy!

PROFESSOR REMY FOLEY: History Of Magic Professor

Part 5! Bullet point headcanons for Professor Remy, aka. Sleep! I do hope you enjoy! And happy Gryffindor Pride day to all the Gryffindors reading this!!

Remy took over from Binns as History Professor when McGonagall realised he was the only one to receive an O.W.L grade above ‘Acceptable’ since Hermione Granger, and the only person to take it at N.E.W.T level for over a century. Even though he slept through almost every lesson?? (Of course, as he’s a ghost, Binns still haunts the rooms, but tends to leave the classes in peace.)

He loves history, teaching the subject matter with enthusiasm and a passion that made everyone want to learn more – something very uncommon in the subject.

He even made the ‘Gargoyle Strike of 1911’ bearable: “So the wildcats were all like ‘sup’ and the gargoyles were like ‘sup’ and, like, put a curse on the wildcats’ home… tbh it was all just a mess.”

Enlisting the help of his good friend, Roman, to re-enact the legitimately important (his favourite) scenes from history, because a practical approach is way more fun than talking at twelve-year-olds for an hour. Binns is furious. Remy doesn’t care.

Owns many, many pairs of shoes. Some of them light up, some are heelys, some are light-up heelys… but some are regular Vans or Converse. Enjoys rolling through the halls, drinking whichever highly-caffeinated drink he conjured up today.

Playfully, and utterly shamelessly, flirts with almost every other professor, especially Neville Longbottom. Neville gets very, very flustered.

His faux-leather jacket is enchanted to change colour with his mood, which is very interesting, and very, very colourful.

Stage-whispers ‘magic’ every time he casts a spell, then giggles a little bit afterwards.

Loves flying. Never played on the Quidditch team, though. Way too much commitment! But he loves to spend his free time flying around the Hogwarts ground. When he gets tired, he’ll fly up to one of the towers and chill on the roof, cloud gazing.

His classroom is very dark, the curtains are always closed and the main light-source is the string of fairy lights that hang from the ceiling like constellations. It makes the classroom relaxed and comfortable for everyone.  

Often jumps from one moving staircase to another yelling ‘PARKOUR!’ and then falls flat on his face.

Best friends with Emile, they became attached as soon as they met – Hogwarts Express, first year. They make a great team, and love talking about cartoons… and staying up until 5am to watch the reruns on the Muggle TV they smuggled into the castle.

Big brother Remy looking after Virgil when he’s feeling anxious, and giving him music recommendations to help divert his focus. He always has the best playlists.

If a student falls asleep in his class, he will either summon them a pillow and cover them in a blanket, or blast an airhorn to wake them up. There is no in-between, and you can never tell which he’s planning on.

Organises class trips to Hogsmeade whenever he can – partly for the history, and partly for Honeydukes because that shop is his happy place.

100% has favourite students, and everyone knows it.

Will never admit it, but doesn’t really like the taste of coffee, and only drinks it to look edgy and cool in front of his friends and students. But, he loves tea with every inch of his existence. 

Remy and magical tattoos: A Starbucks cup on his forearm that fills and empties to show his energy levels.  A circle on his hip that moves with the position of the sun and moon, based on his location. An octave of piano keys that play when he presses down on them. A watercolour rainbow on his shoulder that emphasises colours based on his mood. A hippogriff that moves freely across his torso, and occasionally squawks for attention, which he happily gives it.

Is that unreliable teacher that never really has his life together, but everyone just rolls with it because he’s actually chill and pretty awesome.

Enters the classroom 5 minutes late, and greets his students with a collective ‘Sup gurl’ every lesson.

His entire presence at Hogwarts can be summarised by the following: Everyone: “Remy, no...”  Remy, while sipping his piping hot triple espresso through a straw: “REMY YES.”

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Seriously though.

Stop villainzing Roman Sanders?

This guy wouldn’t hurt a fly unless it’s Dragon Witch?

I mean.

Look at him.

Adorable dork damnit

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Sanders Sides Hogwarts Professor AU: Virgil!

PROFESSOR VIRGIL FOLEY: Care Of Magical Creatures Professor

Part 4! Bullet point headcanons for Hogwarts Professor Virgil! I hope you like them :) It’s very late, but Happy Slytherin Pride day to every Slytherin pal out there!!

He loves his creatures and his creatures love him. He has built a mutual trust and respect with every single one of them. When he can’t sleep, he will go and sit outside with them and just talk about everything on his mind. They seem to understand him.

Found his love of CoMC after reading Newt Scamander’s life works.

Very sarcastic and pessimistic around the other staff, but towards students he’s nothing but reassuring and supportive. A student can’t connect with a hippogriff? “Don’t worry, they’re not particularly social creatures, you haven’t done anything wrong, it’s okay” He spills his coffee? “I hate everything, I’m going to bed.” (“But you have a class in ten-”) “I can’t hear you”

If he’s having a particularly bad day, he’ll just go and insult the Jarveys. It’s a mutual bonding exercise, they insult him right back. If you walk down to Hagrid’s hut, you might hear them. By the end of it, he feels much better, and the Jarvey respects him a little bit more.

Doesn’t like setting homework, partly because the marking makes him anxious, and partly because homework is just annoying. Therefore, he only sets it when absolutely necessary. The students love him for it.

Is surprisingly good at healing.

Knows most of the house elves by name, and mumbles “Honey, I’m home” every time he goes into the kitchens. Patton thinks it’s adorable.

Brought back the DA, and teaches the members how to look after themselves, both in combat and in mental health. One session will focus on the impediment jinx, the next will be on panic attacks. Virgil is a guardian and will do anything to make sure the students are safe from any harm.

Wears his hoodie and muggle band t-shirts under his robes, because they keep him grounded. He loves his bands and his music, and they act as a comfort blanket no matter where he is.

Knows all of the Hogwarts legends and conspiracies, and is the prime source of bedtime horror stories in the castle. Want tales from the Shrieking Shack? The origin of The Fat Lady? Marks left after the Battle Of Hogwarts? Virgil has the answers.

Lots of shy/introverted people take Care Of Magical Creatures, and Virge takes them all under his wing and adapts his lessons to their strengths. “So, this bit should be a discussion, but if you just want to write out your points I’ll mark them for next lesson”

Occasionally sprints through the castle shouting “HAS ANYONE SEEN MY PET” frantically. Everybody immediately panics because HE CONSIDERS BLAST-ENDED SKREWTS AND SALAMANDERS PETS OH NO

Practically lives in the room of requirement, it’s a safe space to take a breather when things get too heavy for him. The room is usually dark, with his music playing in the background and a wide range of surfaces to sit on… none of which is a chair.

Virgil and Remy pranking Roman together, because what better way to bond? (Princey wasn’t happy when he found flobberworms in his bed… You could hear the scream from the other side of the castle.)

Knows what it’s like to be an outcast, so tries to make sure every student feels included. He has absolutely no tolerance for bullies.

Will drag Logan out of the library at 3am (despite his protests) because he needs to sleep so he can focus on tomorrows lesson.

If he knows Patton’s had a bad day, he’ll send a howler to his office that says ‘I think you’re awful…-ly good at making me smile’ because he doesn’t want his best friend to be sad.

Will complain about Roman’s singing for hours, but if anyone dares make a negative comment about it, he will fight them.

Late-night therapy sessions in the greenhouses with Emile, just talking about how he feels and how their days have been - highs and lows of their classes and stuff. They sometimes end with Virgil falling asleep and waking up in his bed the next morning, very well-rested for a change.

Is also very skilled at wandless magic, and only uses his wand when absolutely necessary.

Has a pet Moke, the lizards that shrink when scared or wary. His name is Tail and he’s Virgil’s anxiety assistance animal. Tail lives in the pocket of Virgil’s hoodie.

Just Virgil with magical animals.

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Sanders Sides Hogwarts Professor AU: Patton!

PROFESSOR PATTON SHEA: Charms Professor

Part 3! Bullet point headcanons for Hogwarts professor Patton! Also, happy Hufflepuff Pride day pals!!

All the pets seem to gravitate towards him, and he loves it, but he’s allergic to cats – which is a problem because he always wants to pet them. Logan’s working on an anti-allergy spell for him, but for now, it’s an adorable way to suffer. Carries treats around to give to each animal he sees.

Spends his free time feeding the magical creatures with Virge, wandering the halls with Logan or listening in on Roman’s orchestra, and talking with his best friends about how much Hogwarts has changed since they were students. All about that nostalgia.

Calls all of his students ‘kiddo’.

Wears either sweater vests or jumpers with long, floppy sleeves so he can sleeve smack people (mostly Virgil) also wears some of his friends’ clothes every so often: Logan’s ties, Roman’s socks, Virgil’s T-shirts, Emile’s cardigans, Remy’s jackets and even D-Street’s gloves in the winter. They may complain, but none of them mind.

His favourite bit of magic is the cheering charm. It’s great to teach and leaves a happy feeling in your tummy all day! Even though it’s technically only part of the third year syllabus, he will teach it to the younger classes if someone appears to be having a bad day.

Puns for days.

“Well, kiddo, that seems a bit riddikulus to me!” “Oh, I am just huff and puff-ing with laughter!”

The door to his classroom has a sticky note reading ‘Dumble’ stuck on it.  

If his students mess around, he will simply cast a quick Tarantallegra on them, and they will spend the rest of the lesson dancing uncontrollably. It makes everyone else giggle, and the troublemaker usually doesn’t do it again!

Is a surrogate dad to everyone, and has set up ‘heart-to-hearts’ in the kitchens: where they all sit together and chat over mugs of tea or hot chocolate.

During the first week of the school year, he, Emile and Virgil spend time in the Hufflepuff common room, sharing stories of their adventures at Hogwarts for the crowd of anxious first years who are hanging on their every word. By the end of the week, their nerves are settled and the they are excited to go on their own adventures!

Classes with Patton are a little hectic, loud and messy. As charms is quite a practical lesson, there are occasions when you have to duck to avoid a misdirected spell or a levitating shoe.

His classroom is filled with light, both from the open windows that line the walls and the enchanted disco ball hanging from the ceiling. There’s never a dull moment in Patton’s classroom.

Patton has no favourite students, because they’re literally all his favourites.

Will sometimes eat at the Hufflepuff table instead of the staff table because it reminds him of the past. He has also started at least one food fight at dinner, not that you could ever prove it.

At Christmas, he always joins in with the ghosts when they sing the Christmas song… And just ends up screaming the lyrics as loud as he can for the sole purpose of irritating Logan and Roman. It also annoys the ghosts, and most other people.

Just imagine him excitedly jumping up and down in a hand-knitted Christmas sweater shouting DING DONG, DING DONG! CAST A CHRISTMAS SPELL! DING DONG, DING DONG! RING THE HOGWARTS BELL! While Roman subtly casts the muffling charm around him.

Marks homework in multi-coloured ink, because why not? It looks pretty! Also all of his quills are brightly coloured and/or patterned (PATTON-ed) because pretty.

Sets aside 5 minutes in the middle of class for a well-earned break, because taking regular breaks helps with concentration and focus.  

Refuses to go too far into the forbidden forest because ACROMANTULAS LIVE IN THERE AND WE ARE ALL AT RISK OF BEING DEVOURED BY THEIR GIANT, CARNIVOROUS FANGS, VIRGIL.

Sends howlers all the time that just shout ‘YOU ARE VALID’ or ‘YOU GOT THIS KIDDO’ or ‘HAVE A GREAT DAY!’ at whoever opens them.

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