#Fred the Godson

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R.I.P. Fred The Godson

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Prompt 28 - Coach

@wolfstarmicrofic August 28, word count 433

“Okay Harry, ease up on your descent. Perfect! Well done!” Sirius cheered Harry on. He was only six, but already he was flying loops around the rest of the Weasley kids. “Alright George, Fred, I’m releasing a bludger, be careful of the little ones!” He warned, flicking the release on the rattling bludger ball. It shot into the air and straight for Ginny, who had the quaffle. Fred shot in front of her and hit the bludger across the pitch. “Excellent Fred. Right Ginny, let’s see you get the quaffle past Bill.” He watched as the tiny five-year-old slowly headed towards the goal on her first broomstick. She wobbled a bit but lined up her shot and threw it. Bill kindly flew to the wrong hoop and Ginny scored. She squealed with joy and turned to look at Sirius. 

“Did you see Uncle Sirius?!” She shouted excitedly. 

“Yes, I did. Well done Ginny!” he beamed at her.

“YAY!” Harry whooped as he swooped past Sirius, his little hand clutching the snitch. A disgruntled Charlie landed next to him. 

“Is that thing rigged for him to catch it or am I actually losing to a six-year-old?” He asked grumpily. 

“Charlie my little mischief-maker, you are actually losing to a six-year-old,” He chuckled fondly, ruffling Charlie’s hair. The redhead shook his head and got back on his broom to circle high above. 

“How’s it going, coach?” Remus whispered in his ear, making him jump. He hadn’t heard him approaching. 

“Oh, just fine. I think in a few years we might have an actual legit quidditch team here,” He looked out at the Weasley kids and Harry. Bill now had Ron in goal and was telling him what to do as Ginny came nearer with the quaffle raised. But he missed what happened next because Harry came shooting over on his broom, jumped off it mid-flight, hung on to it with one hand and let his momentum carry him into Sirius’s waiting hands. “You’ll be the death of me, Harry James Potter,” He yelped as he pulled his godson in close. The little boy just giggled.

“Hi Uncle Moony,” He waved at Remus. 

“Hello, Harry. Are you annoying Charlie again?”

“Yes!” Harry replied with a wicked grin. He wiggled in Sirius’s arms to be put down, hopped on his broom and shot off again.

Remus stood behind Sirius, wrapped his arms around his waist and rested his chin on the top of Sirius’s head. Sirius sighed happily as they watched the seven children racing around the field behind the Burrow having the time of their lives. 

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19.

“Ron!!! Fred, George! I need a set of hands to carry these dishes out to the dining table!”

The Burrow was especially crowded this Christmas holiday, but that didn’t stop everyone from putting up the biggest tree that could fit in the living room, and decorate it with as many ornaments it could hold up.

“Here Molly, let me.” Y/N walked up behind Mrs Weasley.

She cried out indignantly. “What are you doing up on your feet, no you go sit down! FREEEED!“

A 6-month pregnant Y/N merely chuckled and walked back out of the kitchen.

“Here, darling.” Remus said, pulling out her chair for her and grabbing her hand to help her sit down. “You want this?” He waved the pillow he had grabbed from the couch.

“No, I’m good, thanks love.”

Remus placed a gentle kiss atop her head before going to put back the pillow. 

Y/N felt something brush against her feet and let out a little yelp in surprise.

“Everything okay?!” Remus perked up from the other room, constantly on the alert for any small sound of discomfort Y/N may make.

“Sirius!” Y/N chuckled exasperatedly, as she saw a big black dog poke his head out from underneath the table. “Molly’s going to come after your ass for being in dog form where we eat…”

The dog smiled, bearing its teeth as it sat between Y/N’s legs, resting its head atop her belly. It closed his eyes and wagged its tail once he felt a kick underneath his chin.

“Baby recognizes you Siri…”

Y/N felt a hand brush her hair atop her shoulder and a kiss on her newly exposed neck.

“I’m all sweaty from getting up.” Y/N blushed.

“Don’t care.” Remus muttered in her ear.

She chuckled and Remus pulled out the chair beside her to sit down.

“Sirius!” He exclaimed, spotting the dog. 

Just then, they heard Molly’s footsteps approach and Sirius flew out from under the table, scuttering towards the steps.

“Whoa!” Harry said, nearly tripping over him as he came down from Ron’s room. Sirius jumped up on his godson, letting him pat his head before walking away and transforming back to human form.

Ron, Harry and Hermione walked in the kitchen and helped Molly transport dishes onto the dining table.

“I’ll keep the spicy stuff away from you, Y/N?” Harry said, pointing to his dish.

“Thanks, Harry.” Y/N nodded. She was in a point in her pregnancy where the slightest bit of spice would keep her up all night with heartburn.

Hermione hurriedly put her dish down and rushed to the empty chair on Y/N’s other side.

“This seat taken, Professor Y/L/N?”

Y/N giggled. “I’m not your teacher anymore, Hermione, you can call me Y/N.”

“Oh, right.” Hermione blushed.

Y/N pulled the seat out and invited her former student to sit. “How have you been, honey? You need to tell me everything about your semester.”

Hermione sat down gratefully and smiled as she took a deep breath, as that was precisely what she was hoping to do.

The table filled up as the rest of the Weasleys joined and they all ate their way slowly through many delicious courses prepared by Molly.

Y/N heaved a big sigh and brought her hand to her stomach. Remus glanced at her and gave her a look.

You wanna go? His eyes said.

Y/N nodded. Remus winked at her reassuringly and set his fork and knife down.

“Excuse us folks, dove here needs a little break.” Remus announced. Y/N smiled gratefully at him.

“I’m sorry, Molly, it was all so delicious, I think I’ve gotten too much of a good thing even—“

“Oh dearest, of course, do you need help getting upstairs?”

“No, no! Please, stay, finish your dinner.” Y/N exclaimed.

Both Molly and Arthur had gotten up to offer help, as well as Sirius and the twins, but the couple shooed them and beckoned them to take back their seats. 

“No worries everyone, daddy’s got this all in the bag.” Remus chuckled, helping Y/N up.

Y/N’s eyes widened slightly at how casual Remus was and Sirius coughed into his glass of wine, muttering something similar to “get a room”.

Remus helped Y/N up the stairs and quickly walked to the bed to prop up the pillows in the way she liked.

“Here we are, love.” He said, taking her arm and helping her get on. “There we go.”

He summoned the garbage can from across the room with a wave of his hand. “I’ll leave this close-by, just in case yeah?”

Y/N nodded, breathing deeply as she clutched her chest. “Thanks. I ate too much.”

“That’s alright.” Remus whispered, taking a seat on the bed beside her and pressing the back of his hand on her forehead just to make sure she wasn’t actually sick.

There was a knock on the door, and Harry walked in.

“Er, sorry to interrupt. I brought a cup of ginger tea, if that may help with your nausea.”

Y/N grinned, “Aw, thank you Harry.”

She patted his arm as he set the mug on her bedside table. “Rem, go back down, I’ll be fine here.”

“You sure?” Remus looked at her sincerely.

“Yeah, yeah, c’mon. Go with Harry.”

“Okay…” He said, placing a kiss atop of her head. “Call if you need anything.”

“Yeah, yeah.” She smiled. She waved her wand to summon her book, and to close the door behind them as they exited.

Back downstairs at the dining table, Remus was wolfing down the rest of his plate.

“Blimey, are you eating for two as well, mate?” George jested.

Remus chuckled through a mouthful and said once he swallowed, “No, I just wanna get back to Y/N as quickly as possible.”

+

Y/N stirred in her sleep, eyes fluttering open as consciousness took over her. She was crying.

Remus felt her move in his arms and slowly awoke as well, peeking one eye open. Y/N whimpered slightly, pouting.

“My love…” He whispered, reaching over and brushing his thumb over her tears. “Why are you crying?!”

“Just had a dream that we were all together again.”

Remus’ face fell slightly. He pulled her to him and cradled her head. “We all will be. Soon, I promise.”

Y/N sniffled.

“And if that dream is accurate, I’m gonna be nauseous around 6 months. And have acid reflux.”

Remus chuckled.

“It’s not funny!” She said, lifting off him and punching him.

“I know, I know!” Remus said, beckoning her to come back to him. “Your body is going through the most magical thing there is in the world. I cannot believe how amazing you are. It’ll get hard, but I promise you with everything that I am that I will be here for you. You won’t have to lift a finger.”

Y/N smiled into his arm. 

“Wanna reread Sirius’ latest?”

Y/N nodded. Remus leaned over the bedside table with a languid stretch.

The letter read;

Dear Remus and Y/N,

How’s little cub doing? And mum and dad of course. ;) 

I’m more North now. Weather’s a bitch, but we found the sweetest empty inn to stay in here. Buckbeak’s been happy with it too.

Don’t forget Harry’s birthday is the 31st of this month. I’ve found a pretty lowkey bakery here, I’m gonna try to send him a cake. Poor fellow, it’ll have been weeks he’s stuck with his aunt and uncle. He writes that he’ll be going to the World Cup though with the Weasleys. Lucky fuck.

That’s all that’s new with me. Let me know how you two are doing. I miss you both, my old friends.

Padfoot

+

Later on in the day, Remus and Y/N had gotten themselves to work. The plan was initially to bake Harry a cake for his birthday and mail it to him, but the list quickly expanded to an array of sandwiches, pastries and assorted snacks they knew he liked.

“Am I doing this right, love?” Remus said, bent over the stove as he watched over a pot of cream.

“Mhm hmm”, Y/N said, giving her wand a twirl and the heat under the pot lowered itself a notch. “Just don’t burn it.”

Once the cream had come to a boil, Remus took it within his hands, bouncing slightly as the oven mitts he had on were not robust enough to block all the heat.

Y/N snickered from her seat. “You know you’re a wizard right? You can levitate the goddamn bowl.”

“Yes, but then we’d never have an occasion to wear these.” Remus said, lifting both hands and showing the oven mitts that had small embroidered kittens on them.

“Wait, wait, stay like that.” Y/N got up quickly, running to the room and grabbing the camera to snap a picture of him like that. “Lovely.” She smiled to herself as the picture printed upon the magical film.

“Right, so ganache done, muffins are in the basket already, sausage rolls—“

Remus looked over at the table where they had prepared 9 sausage rolls only to find 2 and half missing.

Y/N swallowed and grinned at him innocently. “I think that stray dog from down the street came in… Besides, he will do fine with 6. Half a dozen, it has a good ring to them.” She muttered sheepishly, packaging them all.

“Gimme a kiss.” Remus said, walking over to her.

“Aw,” Y/N simpered as Remus grabbed both her cheeks, lowering his face down onto hers.

“Your breath is full of sausage roll, you cheeky liar!” Remus pulled away in triumph.

“The baby wants them!!!” Y/N pouted, folding her arms over her chest.

Remus chuckled, leaning down to properly plant a kiss on her.

“Rem..?” Y/N mumbled shyly.

“Yes pup?” He said, pressing his ear against her lips.

“The baby wants caramel ice cream too…”

+

Dear Harry,

Happy birthday! We hope you have an amazing one, although we know you might not be exactly where you want to be. We’ve read your hungry letters and hope you’ll appreciate what this owl can carry from our kitchen; we’ve tried to make all your favourites. 

Sirius tells us you will be going to watch the World Cup with the Weasleys soon! How amazing! Have the best time. I’m quite jealous, if I wasn’t on maternity leave I would have definitely picked up a shift with the Obliviator squad to try to sneak in for free.

We are doing well. Keep writing us and keeping us updated with how you’re doing.

We love you,

Y/N and Remus

Hi Harry, this is Remus as you can probably tell by the handwriting change. Just want to tell you I made 9 sausage rolls but Y/N is the reason you are only getting 6.

I’M PREGNANT! -Y/N

+

Remus’ dreams were weird that night. At first, they were of 4 boys aboard what seemed like the Hogwarts Express, absolutely wreaking havoc upon their compartment.

“Padfoot, catch!” James yelled, throwing a handful of jelly beans at Sirius’ face.

“You bastard, throw me ONE at a time!” The long-haired boy bellowed, jumping upon his friend.  

“Sit the fuck down!” Remus said through his tears of laughter. 

“Right, he’s a Prefect now,” Sirius said, straightening up mockingly. “Here Moons, there’s a flavour you’d like by the way.”

He tossed him a red jelly bean, which Remus ate and winced at the flavour.

“Raw steak!” Sirius howled with laughter, slapping his knee in delight at his own joke.

James patted him on the back, “That’s ROUGH mate, here have a square of this,” and he handed his friend a brick of chocolate.

Suddenly, the scene changed and Remus found himself alone in the compartment. And it was dark, and rainy outside. And extremely cold. He was taller. The case in front of him now had “Professor R. J. Lupin” stamped on it in peeling letters. It was freezing, and he felt himself begin shivering until…

The compartment door burst open and in came Ron, Hermione and Harry.

“Pretty good stash this year!” Ron said happily, splaying out the mass of sweets they had just bought from the trolley.

Harry took a seat beside Lupin and grinned up at him. Hermione sat down across from him and picked up his annotated textbook.

The compartment was warm and now full of yellow light. It shined from the door and Remus got up to close it, when suddenly he found himself walking into his own kitchen.

Y/N turned in her seat, and smiled at him. “Tea?” She said. She poured him a cup with one hand while the other caressed her very protuberating pregnant belly.

Remus looked behind him confusedly. The train was now small and pulling away. He looked back at the kitchen table.

“Thanks love,” he said, and he took a seat.

+

Remus woke with a stir and half expected to already be in the kitchen. But no, he was tucked safely in bed, and to his left, was Y/N sound asleep, snoring slightly.

He glanced at her belly under the covers, and it was nowhere as big as it was in the dream. Yet.

Slumping back down on his pillow, he turned to the side and laid a hand on Y/N’s stomach tenderly. And he blissfully fell back asleep.

[thecarnivorousmuffinmeta]

do you have heretical thoughts on mudugnus fletcher? i never understood the point of his character.

I do have heretical thoughts about pointless characters.

Name Me a Character Who Has a Fucking Purpose in Harry Potter

Singling out Mundungus is kind of weird when we have equally pointless (yet sometimes treated as extremely important) characters who have either negligible influence on the plot or could have been replaced easily by someone else.

What's the point of Fred and George? In the story they only act as a) funny b) Deus ex Machina on several notable occasions c) Weasley brothers d) a tragic death we can all cry about (where it doesn't even fucking matter which one kicked it.)

Take a look at Charlie, he's even worse, we barely see him to the point where his personality is... earring? Or Bill for that matter, yes he gets to marry Fleur and get mauled by werewolf and work in Gringotts but... does he have any personality?

Does Ginny have any point besides "hot validation girlfriend" for Harry? (I'm not saying that wouldn't be nice, I'm asking if she was written in such a way that she does, because we see her in book two having to be rescued and then... she sort of shows up in book six for a few chapters to be Harry's girlfriend only to be broken up with immediately).

Honestly, I could even point to Ron and Hermione. Do they ever grow as people? Do they, in and of themselves, ever have a large influence on the greater plot or are they there to be Harry's cheerleaders or the friend he's mad at today? Is Ron just "funny friend" and Hermione "smart friend"?

It's just, I agree there's no point to Mundungus, but that's pretty much every fucking character even some of the main ones.

(Is the purpose of Tonks just to be "cool girl" then die tragically off screen after having given birth to godson for Harry?)

That Said...

All of the above isn't necessarily a bad thing. In fact, it's actually quite good in some ways. People love the diverse cast of HP characters and all the zany people we meet along the way even if we only see them for two seconds.

If HP was a video game, I'd give JKR an A+ for side quests and funny NPCs who tell us all about their weird life stories while doing crazy things.

It's one of the things people really like about HP as a series.

But, that does mean pointing out Mundungus is pointless is kind of silly.

"So is everyone."

Thoughts on Mundungus

My spicy thoughts are "whoa, Harry, did you really have to strangle the guy out of nowhere like that?" and "... Huh, we just... never touched on that strangling incident again, did we? We really just let that simmer, didn't even question it, but I guess it's no worse than we let the Cruciatus Curse simmer/having absolutely no comment on that incident, so... in character."

Otherwise, Mundungus does seem to have an alcohol problem, he definitely has a pilfering problem and is known as such, he seems to be in the Order much for the reason a lot of people are in the Order, to round out their numbers for... purposes...

Even if that's a bit ridiculous when they ask him to do things he actually doesn't want to do (see him getting dragged into the Battle of Seven Potters and Moody ending up dead because of it).

As much as this isn't a "guess the author's intent" blog, I think JKR intended for him to be the scapegoat, of sorts, she needed shit to go wrong with the Order now and then (Harry getting attacked by Dementors in Little Whinging and no one noticing, Moody dying, the locket being sold off, etc.) and rather than spread the love among Order members we're supposed to like/think are incredibly competent, it all piles onto Mundungus.

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Enough

@hinnymicrofic , December 30th prompt (same as title). 350ish words. Thanks thanks to the hosts for so much love and effort for such a long time! 💕

“You barely touched your cake tonight,” Ginny said softly.

A pall dropped over Harry’s face. “Did your mother notice? I’m sorry. I tried.”

They both looked down then, from the roof down to the garden. She wondered if he was remembering the same things that she was, beneath their halting conversation about the day’s events. His birthday was the first party they’d all had since the War ended; of course they’d both be thinking of the one a year ago.

Purple lanterns, purple streamers. His godson still a secret: Tonks’ belly, Tonks’ hand. Fred had caught a gnome again, and tried to make it sing.

She remembered how urgently he had kissed her back.

His quiet confession brought her back to the present. “I didn’t think I’d have this. Any of it, really. It’s…it’s a lot.”

“Too much?” she asked, voice gentle.

He sighed. “Just….just, more.”

“Let it be just enough for tonight, Harry. Please.” As she reached into her pocket, her throat tightened around all the things she couldn’t say. The things she knew her mother had put in the birthday cake, the sweetness that Ginny had kept wrapped up in gold cloth for him. He still didn’t eat quite as much as he used to.

“One bite. Close your eyes. I did that, sometimes, last year.” The need she’d felt came back to her—to make that little world, to take strength from being fed. How carefully she’d imagined the things that had grown and come together to lead to that small moment, her alive in a castle with salt on her tongue.

Butter. Sugar. Flour. Grief. He did just as she’d said, and it almost hurt to look at him, like it hurt to look at Teddy. To see grass over Fred’s grave. She pulled her eyes away from him before he opened his.

“There’s still a bit left,” murmured Harry, pressing the fork down the center of the crumb. “And you didn’t have much, either.”

She matched his fragile smile and they finished off the cake.

[moonstruck-poet]

No Sleeping

Pairing - Fred Weasley x wife!OC, Fred Weasley x Lupin!OC

Summary - You come home late from work and get surprised by your husband and little Teddy.

Warnings - none

"Ted," Fred's tired voice was heard as he walked behind his naughty godson.

Teddy Lupin giggled as he willed his small feet to go faster, his turquoise hair flopping as he ran. He looked behind to see and lost his footing as a result.

That's when Fred saw his chance and swooped in, picking the little boy in his arms. "Gotcha you little wolf".

Teddy simply grinned and rested his head on Fred's shoulder, "Dada".

"Hmm?"

"No sleepy".

He looked incredulously, "Bud we've been going on for like half an hour. It's way past your bedtime now".

"No," he shook his head frantically making Fred sigh as he sat on the couch.

"Don't you feel sleepy?"

"Want Mama," he looked up at those chocolate brown eyes and changed his own hair color to a sandy brown, matching Ophelia Lupin's.

Fred smiled at the change, noticing them to be the exact replica of his wife's, "You miss her that much huh? She'll be here soon enough, although she's late today," he frowned and glanced at the clock.

"Mama...." Teddy's smile slipped off to replace a miserable face.

"Oh don't be sad," he pulled him closer and rubbed his back, hoping he'd go off to sleep. "Mama will be here, I miss her too. Wanna play with your toys till she comes back?"

He nodded and jumped off Fred's lap, darting towards the box kept in a corner and taking his favoured things.

While Ophelia Lupin-Weasley had just finished her work for the day. Everybody had been working late today so there wouldn't be any pressure before the weekend.

She had done reviewing atleast a dozen files regarding the protection of magical creatures, and it was safe to say that she was completely drained.

Ophelia got up from her chair and placed her palm behind her neck, massaging the stiff muscles and moving it side to side. She couldn't wait to get home and was waiting eagerly for her boss to come in and close everything.

And of course the man himself arrived as if summoned, "Alright everyone, thank you for your extreme hardwork today. Please know that I do appreciate it. And you can now leave and be back home".

All the workers broke into huge smiles as they quickly packed up, almost all of them having done their share.

So nobody, including Ophelia wasted another second as they moved out of their office and started disapparating one by one.

She too followed the others, feeling that sensation of your ears and eyes being pushed back into your skull and your insides twisting uncomfortably.

And with a crack, she had appeared outside her cottage.

Walking up the narrow path, she pulled out her keys and opened the door, inhaling a familiar and intriguing scent of jasmine.

The house was dark as she had expected, with the only lighting being the small lamps in the living room and the burning fireplace. She knew instantly that her husband was awake.

Her footsteps were heard as they padded towards the living room, "Fred?" She said softly after spotting the familiar ginger head sitting on the couch.

"Oh hello," came his reply as he looked up with an adoring grin making her smile. What she didn't expect was a tiny pair to come bounding over with outstretched arms.

"Ted?" Ophelia muttered in disbelief. "What're you doing up, little man?"

But the said little man just giggled in total happiness and jumped up as she picked him and narrowed her eyes in mock anger.

"Well, someone here missed his Mama," Fred chuckled and walked over to the pair, wrapping his arms around the two. "And I must add, I missed you too, love".

"Aww you did," she laughed at her two boys and pressed a kiss to Teddy's forehead who surprisingly looked at his Dada and smirked as though teasing him.

"Who are you teasing?" Fred grumbled and sulked at being jealous of a two year old.

Ophelia just looked amused at their banter, "Ted," she said softly, immediately gaining the boy's attention. "Dada's looking a bit sad isn't he?"

He looked at the man in question and assessed his expression, "Yesh, Dada's sad".

"So should we make him happy?"

"Mhmm".

She grinned and placed a gentle kiss on her husband's cheek, who smiled back tenderly.

"Bed time now?" Fred questioned with a raised eyebrow and sighed in relief when the boy nodded enthusiastically.

"Wanna sleep wiff you!" He exclaimed, his hair color turning back to turquoise.

"Whatever you want, bud. Let's go".

And so the trio slowly walked towards their bedroom, closing the door behind them and quickly making themselves comfortable on the soft mattress.

Ophelia had Teddy in her arms as he straight up refused to be parted with her. His head was placed on her chest and his small fists gripping her shirt as she held him close to her heart.

But that wasn't enough apparently, because he wanted Dada too. And of course Fred obliged, shifting closer and placing his arm protectively over them. "Sleep now yeah".

"Good night sweetheart".

"Night night," Teddy replied adorably making them chuckle and shut his eyes, yawning already.

Ophelia rubbed his back with slow circles, helping him rest faster and soon enough he was snoring softly and exhaling deeply.

"Gave me a hard time that one," Fred whispered after a moment with a small laugh.

"He's repaying you for all those times you trobled your own mother. Just you wait till we have another one," she responded with a twinkle in her eyes.

"He's lucky he's cute," he murmured and smoothed the wild and tousled blue hair.

"That he is," she smiled fondly and turned slightly towards him. "Sorry I got a bit late today, you had to stay up for a long time. I know you were tired".

"Oh come on, love. It's completely fine. I can do it for a day or two, doesn't matter that much. And well the wait was worth it".

"Oh yeah?"

"Yep," he said firmly before leaning over and locking their lips in a passionate kiss, moving in a rhythm that was already well-known to the both of them. He pulled away, a little breathless and smiled that gorgeous smile of his. "I love you, a lot".

"I love you too, Freddie," you replied with a twitch of your own. "So, so much".

[shakespeare-potter]

Some harry and sirius alternative universe headcanons that i have in my head since like ages part 1

Don't imagine Remus going to the Weasley's house for whatever reason after a couple of years of the worst day in his life

Don't imagine percy and the others being at home and showing him his new pet rat for (again) whatever reason

Don't imagine him IMMEDIATELY realising that who that is

Don't imagine that rat trying to run away seeing him

Don't imagine ginny Weasley being fast as hell and catching him because she's awesome like that

Don't imagine the shock on everyone's faces when remus makes mr rat to come out in his true form

Absolutely do not imagine him trying to manipulate the story again

Don't imagine them just calling Dumbledore and somehow convincing him to convince peter to drink the truth potion ( i forgot the spelling 😭) because remus is kinda suspicious

Do not imagine the truth coming out

Do not imagine sirius sitting in his cell , thinking only of harry , trying to not go absolutely insane in that hell and suddenly finding out that he's having an actual trial

Do not imagine the verdict of the trial putting peter the rat in azkaban and freeing sirius black

Do not imagine him just asking "where is harry?" To remus the SECOND he actually gets out

Do not imagine him lashing out at Dumbledore after finding out about harry being with the dursleys because he knew how much they hated Lily ( i have further headcanons as to why he knew this part but I'll come to those later

Do not imagine harry being 6-7 years old kiddo who lives in the cupboard under the stairs and is making eggs and toast for everyone because aunt petunia said so , with a burnt hand and watching his aunt and uncle loving Dudley and question to himself as to why he isn't worthy enough of that "maybe i should just help aunty more, maybe then she'll let me eat an egg too"- he thinks.

Absolutely do not imagine sirius, remus and Dumbledore paying a visit to harry because there was NO WAY that sirius was going to stay away from him (and ofcourse he takes ALOT of gifts ) ("i gotta make up for the lost time moony")

Do not imagine them going to the house , obviously get shouted at by vernon but somehow forcing their way into the house to see harry

Do not imagine harry being absolutely scared of them because he doesn't know what is happening and why is aunt petunia has locked him in the cupboard again "i didn't even burn anything today"

Do not imagine sirius almost blowing up that cupboard door when he realises that Harry's in there

Don't imagine his heart breaking after seeing his godson, the son of his two bestest friends in that scared terrified state

Don't imagine him gently calling harry "hey bud , you're safe now , you can come out" , and harry just asking him "who are you??" In his tiny little voice ( heart breaking part 2) and sirius just taking out a photo of him, james and lily from their wedding and before he could tell him that he's his Godfather harry asks again "who-who's that" ( he has an idea but he doesn't want to hope too much in case they're not someone who he thinks they are) ( yes I'm sobbing writing this is and no I'm not sorry ) and sirius just trying SO HARD to not break in front of him and scream at everyone for doing this to harry .

Don't imagine Dumbledore and remus also coming in there to convince harry to come out and he just reluctantly believes them because poor baby haven't seen a single photo of his parents until now

Don't imagine his first few weeks with sirius being full of breakdowns and nervousness and too many things to unlearn ( like not needing to cook breakfast

Don't imagine remus suggesting that they introduce him to the Weasley's because their youngest kids are his age and that It would be good for him

And obviously harry being nervous af but still being polite because he's cutu like that

Sirius hearing him laughing for the first time over fred & George's antics

Yes he cries almost every night

So does remus

But they're also going to therapy ( all 3 of them )

Yes they rip out a new one out of Dumbledore everytime they find out about more shit the dursleys did to harry

Also sirius used to play guitar before the war

And one day harry finds that out while they were looking through the old photos ( they take at least one hour out of their day after dinner to just talk/ask everything about James and Lily) and for the first time he asks sirius to play something

And ofcourse he does , he wasn't going to say no to his godson now

Harry is mesmerized

So is remus ( I've got a very emotional backstory for wolfstar too , it ends on a bittersweet note tho so tell me if y'all wanna read that too) (anyways)

Sirius asks harry if he wants to learn

And he says yes

It becomes their thing

Moony reads a story to harry every night , especially Lily's favourite muggle ones

Ginny , Ron and Harry become bffs and later with Hermione ( they met her long before going to Hogwarts in my head but they didn't really become friends before that )

Harry finally starts to heal

So does Sirius

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Not me thinking of how hinny (harry x ginny) in the books would have gone if Jegulus and Marlily raised harry!!

Like Harry def told Mary and Lily first. Cause hes tryna attract a girl. WTF DO REGULUS AND JAMES know about getting a girl? Also, he wld def ask Mary how she got Lily cause Ginny looks like Lily. I think Marlene wld pull out Mary’s old diary and show Harry a page titled “PLANS TO GET RED”!! I think Mary wouldn’t be much help but Marlene definitely had a “HOW TO GET THE CUTE SLYTHERIN” and she would cancel the word slytherin and replace it with Chaser (Ginny).

I feel like he would only really involve his dads after he gets tgt with Ginny and realises he’s broken 1918827828 friendship codes by dating his best mate’s little sister (something James knows a thing or two abt). Obviously, James would pretend he’s above it all and say “just tell Ron. I mean at worst you get beat up. Padfoot chewed all of my red converses and ate my autographed quaffle. I’m sure Ron is wayyyyyy nicer.” Of course, Harry will tune that out the same way James tuned out Arthur’s same advice. Instead, he’ll look for the diabolical slytherin aka SLYTHERIN SKITTLES for help.

Big mistake: Barty and Dorcas are laughing so hard they fall down. Pandora who already knows how this is gonna end (cause she is a seer) is sighing. Evan is trying to help but can’t because AGAIN what does he know about girls? And also he’s engaged to an only child!! Regulus AKA Professor BLACK to the rest of the students is sighing and questioning how Harry not only managed to find but also date someone who is a mix of both himself and Lily (the two great loves of James’ life).

Unable to help, Regulus will probably refer him to Sirius (consult the enemy). Sirius is probably the last one to know about Hinny (naturally, Reg and Remus found out first cause they work at Hogwarts). He is definitely very salty about it (EVEN PETE knew before him). So, Sirius wouldn’t help his godson. He’d just say something about karma after Harry sasses him for the thirtieth that day.

Eventually, Harry gives up and comes clean to Ron. He braces himself but Ron just goes “oh ok. Sorry I already knew.” He was completely fine with it cause urm Ginny is her own person? And he respects her? So, Harry relaxes. He doesn’t have to sleep in the room of requirements for fear that Ron will send a rat to him. That is until he feels two identical hands on both sides of his shoulders. Fred and George Weasley are looking down at him with matching mischievous grins. “So you’re dating our little Ginny eh?”

[legendsneverdiex20]

[thenicestthingiveseen]

prompt 4: crush

written for @hinnymicrofic

canon compliant, we’re in our OoTP era [372 words]

read below or on AO3

She’s thirteen when she declares crushes are “stupid”. I mean, she's come off as borderline incompetent around Harry for the past two years. Ron puts his foot in his mouth constantly around Hermione, though he could just be a knob. Harry can’t even talk to Cho bloody Chang for more than five seconds. Fred and George go absolutely mental when they like a new girl. Percy…has done things…and Charlie and Bill always seemed to be flirting with different women.

Crushes are stupid and fleeting and useless. She’d even go as far as to say they’re unproductive.

Sirius chuckles, sipping his firewhiskey as Ginny rants to him in the kitchen of Grimmauld Place. He likes her. Thinks she’s absolutely hilarious really, but understands why her brothers may not want to hang out with their little sister too much. He went through phases of that with Reggie growing up, shitty family aside.

“Harry’s father was the worst,” he says to her once she’s calmed down a bit. “Had a crush on Lily from the very first time he saw her and never let it go. Worked out for them in the end, but it was six years of absolute torture for the rest of the school.” It’s getting easier to talk about them. He likes talking about them with Ginny first and then telling Harry much more in depth stories. Kind of like practice so he doesn’t cry or get angry and shut down. His godson doesn’t deserve that.

Ginny gets a wistful look on her face at the mention of Harry’s parents. A spitting image of his father, Sirius understands how a boy with messy black hair and a red headed girl may seem fated and how frustrated Ginny must feel.

“Don’t give up,” Sirius says as he moves to place his glass in the sink. Kreacher can handle it later for all he cares. “He may look like his father, but I guarantee you, he’s very much like his mother and is focused on other things right now.”

Ginny sniffs at this. “I don’t care anymore.”

She says it like she’s trying to convince both of them.

“Good night, Ginny.” Sirius gives her a final smile and a pat on the head.

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Can you please give us a blurb for Siliage Sam? Will there be any Hinny? Also are you planing for it to be a one-shot or multi-chapter fic?

So, Sillage will be a multi-chapter fic that takes place 5 years after Alew. So, we will get cute little kid Hinny, but not dating Hinny. Obviously.

Here's a short blurb under the cut.

One sunny Saturday in August, Sirius watched his godson wrapping a gift for Ginny Weasley’s birthday party. With his bottom lip secure between his teeth, Harry painstakingly tried to ensure the ribbons of the bow were even. He tied and retied it several times, his brows disappearing underneath the black frames of his glasses. Sirius would offer to help, but he wouldn’t be able to make it look any better. 

Footsteps thundered in the house, but Sirius didn’t have to look to know it was his five-year-old daughter, Maia. She had a tendency to burst into rooms like a Blasting Curse, loud and overly hyperactive. If Harry was the calm before the storm, then Maia certainly was the bloody storm. 

“Dad!” Maia shouted, skidding into the parlor in her bright purple socks. “Daddy!”

Before Sirius could even react, a small body collided with his leg. Her arms wrapped tightly around him, making it impossible to move. He placed a hand on top of her head, careful not to disturb the big bow on top of her long dark ponytail.

“Merlin, Maia,” Sirius commented. “Give a bloke a better warning, yeah?”

Maia dug her chin into Sirius’ thigh. “Can we go yet? Please? Please? Pretty pretty please?”’

“Go grab your mum. She’s in the kitchen,” Sirius instructed.

Maia didn’t need telling twice. She bolted from the room, surprisingly sounding like she had a herd of Hippogriffs trampling after her. Sirius made his way to the coffee table and crouched down next to Harry. He wrapped his palm around the base of his neck, gaining the kid’s attention.

“It looks nice, kid,” Sirius complimented. “Ginny will love it.”

Harry glanced up at Sirius, his glasses sliding down his nose. “You think?”

“I’m pretty sure you could give Ginny a rock and she’d think it was the best thing ever because it was from you,” Sirius reasoned with a grin.

Sirius and Marlene allowed the kids to each pick out a gift for Ginny. While Maia picked out coloring supplies, Harry picked out a Holyhead Harpies jersey. He was a good, thoughtful kid. Sirius could only marvel at his kindness.

Harry smiled, his gaze dropping to his gift. “Yeah?”

“One hundred percent. Come on, kid,” Sirius urged, standing up. “Be ready by the time Maia comes barreling back in here or else she’ll scream like a banshee.”

Harry laughed, grabbing his gift and standing next to Sirius. Wrapping an arm around his godson, Harry leaned into his side. Sirius savored the calmness, because he knew as soon as they stepped foot into the back garden of the Burrow that all hell would break loose. How could it not with his kids and the Weasleys together? Fred and George often riled all the younger kids up.

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“No!” Mrs. Weasley moaned. “No . . . riddikulus! Riddikulus! RIDDIKULUS!” Crack. Dead twins. Crack. Dead Percy. Crack. Dead Harry . . .

Even in her worst fear, Mrs. Weasley couldn't imagine the twins being separated. Even dead, they were together, seen as a unit. How utterly shocked would the Weasleys have been by only Fred dying? Re-reading just makes things like so much worse.

Sirius was staring at the patch of carpet where the boggart, pretending to be Harry’s body, had lain.

I'm fairly certain this would have been Sirius' boggart too. Do you think it reminded him of seeing James' body, the worst night of his life? Or was it a reminder of the enormous responsibility on his godson's shoulders, and the one on his shoulders to help him through everything?

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okay but imagine a snake gets into grimmauld place somehow, and sirius is so confused when everyone calls for, not an adult, but harry. sirius is especially confused by fred and george, who are calling for "the heir of slytherin" for some reason. and then sirius is even MORE confused when harry comes in and starts speaking parseltongue to the snake, and then picks it up as it hisses back, even sirius is like 90% sure it's a venomous species, which is confirmed by the horrified look on remus's face when he walks in.

harry looks up and sees their faces and is like, "oh, it's fine, he's just looking for a place to cool off. hey, we don't have any mice around here do we? he's a little hungry."

all the kids are going back to what they were doing like this is somehow normal.

"you're a parselmouth?" sirius asks.

harry looks confused when he responds, "skeeter literally reported it in the prophet a few months ago."

"I ASSUMED SHE WAS LYING?"

fred and george are now calling harry variations of "heir of slytherin," including "lord of slytherin," "mightiest lord of all snakes," etc, until finally sirius has to ask about that too, and that's how she learns that her godson defeated a basilisk at the age of 12. this is both utterly terrifying and extremely impressive to sirius, who then has a parenting crisis because she doesn't want to encourage harry to go out and fight giant snakes but she's also so fucking proud of him.

harry, meanwhile, is now trying to convince hedwig to catch a mouse for the snake, a suggestion she is clearly offended by, and fred and george are conjuring magnificent green carpets in front of harry's feet as if he's royalty. and so now ginny is trying to use the carpets to trip people, and when she successfully trips ron they get into a shouting match, which means pig is flying around their heads screeching.

sirius is pretty sure it's the loudest grimmauld place has ever been, and he can't help but think back to their summers at the potter mansion, and when they catch a fond look in remus's eye as he backs out of the room, sirius knows he's thinking the same thing.