#Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix

[sonics-atelier]

𝐋𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐚 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐟𝐨𝐲: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜 𝐒𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐨 (𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐮𝐬’ 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞) - Chapter 2

Summary: Lucius Malfoy once encouraged his son to assert, "My father will hear about this." He now deeply repents, as Draco’s relentless letters—detailing Potter’s absurd antics, insufferable charm, and increasingly intimate presence—prove that some punishments are truly self-inflicted. WC: 1.4K. Read On AO3.

[saintsenara]

Top five most kinky Harry Potter characters vs top ten least kinky Harry Potter characters, go.

Personally I think Voldemort is probably into roleplay.

thank you very much for the ask, anon. what an important question.

the top five ten kinky legends in the series are obviously:

1. harry potter, who hears mcgonagall say the word "wood" and immediately thinks he's going to be caned. 2. peeves. he's the ultimate switch: filch's dom - in public, no less! - but the bloody baron's sub. 3. parvati patil, since she canonically fancies a horse and isn't shy about letting people know it. 4. percy weasley. he spends most of chamber of secrets fucking in public places and clearly gets off on the thrill of being caught, and then in prisoner of azkaban it's revealed that he and penelope also have a findom dynamic to their relationship. 5. rodolphus lestrange. let's be real, he invented the cuck chair. 6. nagini, who makes dozens of people watch - for fucking hours, presumably, given how long it takes snakes to finish a meal - as she eats charity burbage. 7. barty crouch jr. - he involves the entire government in his daddy kink, leaves several people dead while doing it, and doesn't even get to enjoy the newly-resurrected voldemort whacking on a double-breasted suit and saying he's proud of him. 8. dobby, who would make such a good sadist dom if he did the basic fucking work of understanding that you have to ask other people's permission before you try to break their bones with cursed bludgers. 9. petunia. idk i just get a vibe from her. 10. horace slughorn, who canonically ejaculates in a room full of people.

and the ten vanilla heroes? well, they're obviously:

1. hermione granger. she canonically doesn't enjoy anything too out of the ordinary - she likes candles and things being as expected and receiving lots of eye contact from her hot husband, and i love that for her. 2. nearly headless nick, who's clearly excluded from the headless hunt because they know he wouldn't enjoy the fact that they're swingers. 3. albus dumbledore. not because i think his tastes don't align with the kinkier side of life, but because he's unwilling to live a little and try out a bit of exploratory fun. although this is understandable, given what aberforth's into... 4. crookshanks, who famously disapproves of any form of rowdiness and who hates canonical voyeur peter pettigrew. 5. dolores umbridge, due to her canonical revulsion for monster-fucking. 6. borgin, who wants no part in either lucius or draco malfoy's attempts to dominate him. 7. james and lily potter. they absolutely fuck - obviously - but i think the reason they fuck so well is because they stick to the fucking they're good at. 8. cornelius fudge, because if he was into kink then he'd enjoy scrimgeour negging him in front of the prime minister more than he canonically does. 9. sirius black, which i accept is a controversial one, but his repeated failure to take the hint in order of the phoenix that both snape and kreacher want him to tie them up and call them a little bitch means it's the only viable conclusion... 10. draco malfoy, as a natural reaction to being made to observe his father's flagrant humiliation kink while the dark lord lives in their house.

and when it comes to lord voldemort himself? well, the thing we have to remember is that deviance thrives on the subversion of expectations.

which is to say, the idea that voldemort would be into things like blood-play and leather gimp masks and humiliating his partners? stale. flavourless. tired. uninspiring.

the idea that he's got a praise kink, wants to be showered with presents and gently caressed, and gets off on being told how worthy of love he is? objectively correct.

[anxiouswriter0]

who is it? | poly!marauders + lily

↳wc: 3k

↳pairing: poly!marauders+lily x reader (james potter, remus lupin, sirius black, lily evans x reader)

↳Warning/Tags: War, memory of the past resurfaces, Lily cries, betrayal, confusion and guilt, not reviewed.

↳Note: I remember that I had this draft since Nov 2024. Since it’s been a while since I last wrote (due to a massive creative block that is slowly fading), I wanted to finish it. I wanted to start with something different and try not to be so repetitive with certain things, even though it’s hard for me haha. Also, I’m implementing some things like content warnings, which I might still need to work on. Maybe I should accept some suggestions because my creativity is slipping away again…

a/n: I felt inspired by those who write about the polyamorous relationship between the Marauders, including Lily or another character. (I became a fan of it, in addition to liking the Harry Potter books/movies), and sorry if it's short.

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The war was at its peak in the magical world, and the few remaining members of the Order of the Phoenix had taken refuge in the Black house. Among them were James Potter and Lily Evans, Remus Lupin, Sirius Black, along with other members like Hestia Jones and the young Metamorphmagus Nymphadora Tonks. The Weasley family was also present, including their son Harry Potter and his closest friends, Hermione Granger and, of course, Ron Weasley.

The atmosphere was filled with tension as the members of the Order of the Phoenix prepared plans for their next confrontation.

At that moment, Harry was with Ron and Hermione exploring the house, as they were new there, and Harry had offered to give them a tour. As they went upstairs, Sirius warned them about the enchanted portrait of the Black family matriarch, who would insult and curse anyone who dared to pass by. However, he also told them to be cautious of his house-elf, Kreacher, as he was an unpleasant creature. (Or rather, Sirius was the only one who thought that way). Harry and his friends began their little adventure exploring the surroundings of the Black house, but what intrigued them the most—or rather, intrigued Ron the most—was Sirius's room. Although Harry wouldn't blame him, he was also intrigued to know what else Sirius was hiding in his room, since only on a few occasions had he entered there under the supervision of only Sirius.

Which was quite strange. Harry, always curious and mischievous, used to inspect every corner of the house without anything stopping him. However, every time he tried to enter Sirius's room, something happened. He always appeared at his side with any excuse to stop him. It wasn't just a one-time occurrence; it would happen every time someone else—be it Remus, James, or even Lily—tried to get in to make sure there were no curses or simply to inspect the place. And, although it was all supposed to be for security, Harry couldn't help feeling there was something else going on. Something that had nothing to do with dark magic or wards, but rather a secret hanging in the air. He wasn't the only one who felt it. His relatives seemed to notice it too, although no one said anything out loud. And that only fueled his curiosity further. It wasn't just a one-time occurrence; it happened every time someone else—be it Remus, James, or even Lily—tried to get in to make sure there were no curses or simply to inspect the place. And even though it was all supposed to be for safety, Harry couldn't help but feel there was something more. Something that had nothing to do with dark magic or wards, but rather a secret hanging in the air.

But he wasn't the only one. I feel like the others were hiding something from him, even though no one said anything. And that only fueled his curiosity.

What were they hiding?

The door to their room was in front of them, and upon entering quietly, they discovered it was a mess. Sirius had told him that he had enchanted the place so that nothing could move, basically a very powerful sticking charm. The room was filled with Gryffindor banners, the bed was messy, and the books were turned into a pile of pebbles, which Hermione instinctively picked up to examine. The place, though chaotic, had a cozy atmosphere and perfectly reflected Sirius's rebellious personality. Another thing that earned Sirius a scolding from Lily at the time was not only having banners and photos of motorbikes but also pictures of Muggle girls in bikinis stuck up there.

Harry was investigating the room, observing every detail with curiosity (except for the pictures of girls). He stopped in front of the Gryffindor banner hanging on the wall. The colorful emblem sharply contrasted with the rest of the house, reflecting Sirius's clear mockery of his family, who had belonged to Slytherin. Harry smiled as he imagined Sirius, young and rebellious, hanging the banner with a defiant grin, enjoying the small victory in his battle against his family's expectations. As they continued exploring, Hermione had picked up a book near Sirius’s bed, but she noticed a box sticking out from under the bed. It looked dusty and somewhat neglected. Her curiosity got the best of her, and she grabbed it, while Ron diverted his gaze from certain photos, looking towards Hermione.

"Hey, what do you have there?" Ron asked, getting closer. This caught Harry's attention as he saw his friends with a box.

"What is that?" Harry asked, curious.

"No idea, it was down there. It must belong to your parents," Hermione explained, handing the box to Harry. He took it without a word and placed it on Sirius's bed. He tried to open it, which he managed to do with a bit of effort. Inside, he found photos and... letters that, based on the handwriting and names, were from his parents.

"Harry, that’s from your parents! Don’t invade their privacy!" Hermione scolded, noticing Harry’s actions. Harry didn’t pay much attention to her words, as he saw the same curious look in her eyes.

Harry sat on the bed, prompting both Hermione and Ron to imitate the gesture. The first photos showed James, Remus, and Sirius together. It was clear they were old; their youthful features and carefree smiles. As they looked through more pictures, they began to notice the presence of his mother, Lily. There were pictures of the four of them together, sharing happy moments. But as they continued, Harry's joy shifted to curiosity when he noticed the presence of another person in some of the photos.

Among the images, there were intimate and family moments: kisses, hugs, and laughter. The presence of this person, unknown to Harry until now, intrigued him deeply. Finally, in one of the photos, Ron took one that left him not only puzzled but also confused.

"Harry, look at this," Ron said, handing him the photo. What he saw left him just as bewildered as his friend. It was the image of that person holding a baby Harry in their arms. Even the moving pictures showed them holding baby Harry, gazing at the camera with an expression of... tenderness and... love.

Who was she? Harry wondered. Why couldn't he remember her? Why hadn't his parents ever mentioned her?

After the meeting, Harry called his family to the living room for a private gathering. The fact that the Weasleys were still there didn’t make him uncomfortable, but he preferred this matter to be between them. At that moment, everyone sat in complete silence, confused by Harry’s unusual behavior.

“Harry, sweetheart, is everything okay?” Lily asked with her maternal voice.

Harry let out a sigh and slammed all the photographs onto the table. Everyone stared, shocked. Lily’s face went pale, and she covered her mouth, while Sirius shifted uncomfortably, looking away. Remus and James let out a long sigh.

“Harry…” Remus murmured, trying to keep his voice steady, “Where did you get these photos?” he asked.

“That doesn’t matter right now,” Harry replied in a trembling voice. At that, Remus shot him a stern look, noticing how Sirius seemed to shrink into the sofa.

“Who is she? Why didn’t you tell me there was someone else?” Harry demanded.

“I thought you had thrown them away,” Remus murmured, glancing at Sirius.

“I thought I had hidden them well,” Sirius muttered, not meeting his gaze.

No one responded to Harry’s sudden questions. Then, James, his father, picked up one of the photographs and looked at it with sadness. The image showed Remus, Sirius, Lily, and James together, with baby Harry in the center. Lily was lifting Harry’s small hand so he could wave at the camera, but there was also someone else there, holding him gently and pinching his cheek in a loving manner. This person was right in the middle of Sirius, Lily, and Harry, all gazing at the camera with love.

James and Lily leaned closer to the photo, their faces filled with nostalgia and sorrow.

“Can I know who they were?” Harry asked again, this time looking at his father, James. He ran his thumb over the photo, more specifically over the joyful individual in the picture.

“It’s (y/n) (l/n)… they were an important part... of our lives,” James said in a choked voice. Lily nodded slowly.

“They were someone we loved deeply, Harry,” Lily said, gazing at him with a mixture of tenderness and sadness. “They were everything to us,” she murmured quietly at the end.

“What happened?” Harry asked, his voice full of curiosity and concern. James looked at Harry, then turned his gaze to Lily. She, with a solemn expression, nodded slowly, signaling that she was ready to continue.

Lily took a deep breath, preparing to reveal more details. She glanced at Remus and Sirius, both of whom were holding a photo of (y/n) in their hands.

“What happened was... hard to accept,” she said. “They left after a fight we had. We thought they’d come back, and indeed, they did. But what they did upon returning deeply shocked us.”

“,you left without thinking about the consequences! Do you know how dangerous it is out there? Your actions put our safety and Harry's at risk. Don’t you understand that?” Sirius shouted furiously. You had left the safety of the house despite all the warnings. The decision had been impulsive, driven by your worry and frustration, but in the middle of the war, it was an extremely dangerous action.

“Of course, I’m aware of all the risks, Sirius, but do you think I could stay here knowing that the most important people in my life are out there risking their lives?” exclaimed, their voice filled with desperation and pain.

“We completely understand how you feel, but please, you need to understand that what you did was extremely dangerous. You not only risked your life, but also Harry's life, the secret of our house's location,” Lily said desperately. “What do you think would have happened if we hadn’t gotten there in time?” she added, her voice mixed with anguish and concern.

“We’re under a lot of pressure, and what you did didn’t help. All of this is for your safety, for Harry’s, for ours. Leaving the house in the middle of this chaos is not the solution,” Remus said, disappointment in his voice.

“I was just trying to help,” (y/n) said, their voice trembling. “You’re all out there putting your lives at risk while I’m here hiding, doing nothing—damn it, do you think I don’t fear the thought that you might never come back?”

“We know, darling, and we appreciate everything you do for us. But please, don’t put yourself in danger like this... okay? We’ll always come back to you and Harry,” James said softly.

“And what if you don’t?” said, furrowing their brow and looking at him. “What if you don’t come back? What if one of you gets seriously hurt, or worse...” They hiccupped in the middle of their outburst. No one said anything. (y/n) looked around, and no one spoke… no one looked at them.

(y/n) frowned and scrunched their nose, their frustration and pain evident. Without saying another word, they turned and left the room, heading toward the room they shared.

Lily closed her eyes, the sadness clearly visible as the memory faded. “It was... a difficult night, one where emotions took control and caused more damage than we expected. They just wanted to help, but in that moment, the stress of going on missions and not knowing anything about you, about both of you, not even whether we would come back or not, was so overwhelming... we didn’t know how to handle it,” Lily said, leaving the room in a brief silence.

“That was the night everything happened. We decided to wait a little to let our emotions calm down. Without saying a word, we went to our rooms to sleep,” Remus continued, still not daring to forget that moment. When everyone calmed down, no one said anything to avoid fueling the small flame still burning within them. But that flame almost went out when, upon entering their rooms, they saw (y/n) sleeping, wrapped in blankets, with traces of tears still falling onto the pillow as they slept. That image broke his heart—having made someone cry who only tried to help, even if it meant giving their life for it.

“I remember waking up with a feeling of unease, like something wasn’t right... and indeed, something had happened...” he continued, his voice tinged with nostalgia and sadness.

“(y/n) was gone,” he said quietly.

Remus remembered how fear flooded his being when he opened his eyes and realized that wasn’t by his side on the large bed where they all slept. He thought maybe they were in the bathroom or the kitchen, but something inside him told him that wasn’t the case.

Desperate, he woke Sirius, who was sleeping beside him. Sirius, noticing the concern on Remus's face, quickly looked at the empty side of the bed where (y/n) usually slept and began searching for them with his eyes across the room.

Feeling more and more uneasy, Remus quickly got up and headed out of the room. Meanwhile, Sirius shook James and Lily awake.

“Lily! James! (y/n) isn’t here!” Sirius exclaimed, standing up and rushing to join Remus.

“What?!” Lily exclaimed, panic in her voice. Both James and Lily immediately stood up, their concern growing as they searched the house. They checked room after room, even Lily searched in baby Harry’s room, knowing (y/n) loved to be there at night, but nothing. She couldn’t find that figure she cherished seeing in the middle of the night.

“We quickly deduced that they had left the house, so Sirius and I decided to go look for them,” Remus remembered. “Meanwhile, James and Lily would stay in case they came back, but Lily didn’t want us to go.”

“No, no, please, Remus, we can’t leave now. It’s too dangerous,” Lily said, worry clearly reflected on her face. “We must stay here, all of us, in case they return. We’ll be notified immediately if anyone sees them out there.”

However, the discussions led to no concrete resolution. Anxiety and fear prevailed as they tried to coordinate an appropriate response. It was in the midst of that confusion that an unexpected sound broke the silence—the sound of someone appearing outside the house. The group looked out the window. There, in the dim light, stood (y/n), motionless.

It was a moment of relief when they saw (y/n), nearly everyone rushing toward the door, but something told them to stay.

Then... it was when...

“We saw them raise their wand,” Remus said. “Before we could do anything, explosions started going off in the house. The situation became chaotic quickly.”

The spell they cast caused a violent explosion on the house’s facade. The walls vibrated with the force of the impact, and a blast shattered several windows, sending sharp glass fragments flying around.

“We saw how (y/n) was causing destruction,” Remus continued. “Desperate, we tried to defend ourselves. Lily, instinctively, went to find you to protect you, while James tried to coordinate with Sirius and me.”

The urgency of the situation forced Sirius and Remus to prepare to defend themselves, wands in hand, though their hearts ached deeply, knowing that the cause of all this was someone they had once loved. Lily, her heart pounding, held Harry tightly, determined to keep him safe. James, filled with anguish, tried to coordinate with Sirius and Remus to ensure a quick evacuation.

With a heavy heart and an overwhelming sense of sorrow, they all stood together, watching what had once been their home. That house, their refuge, where they had shared so many memories, so much laughter and so many secrets, was now crumbling before their eyes. Amid the destruction, a figure emerged from the ruins, and they recognized them instantly. Standing there, wand raised, their face was marked with a mixture of desperation and fury. But before they could utter a single word, the group… simply vanished, leaving them behind, alone.

They reappeared not far from the scene, ensuring that baby Harry wouldn’t be affected by the residual magic. Even from that distance, they could hear the terrifying sounds of their home being destroyed—the splintering of wood, the deafening crash of walls collapsing, and the fierce roar of flames devouring everything in their path.

Lily, clutching Harry in her arms, felt the crushing weight of loss. Not just the loss of a home, but something far more painful—the loss of someone who had once meant everything to them.

As she recalled that night, Lily felt her heart shatter all over again. To love someone, only to watch them betray everything they had once shared, was a wound that ran deeper than any she had ever known. Her tears fell freely, soaking her face, her hands trembling as she tried in vain to wipe them away.

Harry watched in silence, noticing the pain on his mother's face and the tension that filled the room. To him, it was baffling how a single argument had triggered a chain of events that had nearly ended in a massacre. He didn’t fully understand the extent of the conflict, but he could feel the weight of sadness and regret lingering in the air. His eyes shone with a mix of confusion and sorrow as he watched Remus and Sirius holding the photographs where they all appeared together.

Despite the pain, Harry couldn’t deny how important (y/n) had been to them. Even though he didn’t remember them clearly, he felt a connection, as if, in some way, their presence had once been significant in his life. The love and grief etched into his parents’ faces gave him a deeper understanding of the bond they had shared.

He longed to understand what had driven someone so important in their lives to make choices that led to such devastation. A pang of guilt struck him for unearthing a memory his family had tried to bury, yet at the same time, he yearned to have (y/n) in front of him—to hear from their own lips the reasons behind their actions and to find answers that could make sense of the rift and the pain that had torn his family apart.

But where… where were you?

[toorumlk]

the weasleys, circa 1995

[righteousenjoymentofthunder]

just. dropping this here

[faithsoneluv]

i don't think people understand how hard it is not to ship tomarry / harrymort because what do you mean they're borderline canonically soulmates. what do you mean they're PROPHESIED to each other. what do you mean they're literal parallels, had the same childhood circumstances but turned out the exact opposite. what do you mean harry's the embodiment of the light side and tom's the embodiment of the dark even though they're so, so similar. what do you mean they both have common names even though they themselves are anything but common. what do you mean they have uncountable amount of bible references that apply strictly to them, what do you mean harry makes sure to mention tom's the handsomest in the room whenever he sees him and apparently likes their connection. what do you mean their wands share the core of the same phoenix and therefore literally can't kill each other even if they wanted to. what do you mean harry wanted to give him another chance despite everything he's done, what do you mean tom offered him his hand, what do you mean harry killed tom at the same age except the order of the numbers is reversed. what do you mean harry's eyes are the same colour as tom's favourite unforgivable (avada) AND the colour of his house, what do you mean TOM'S eyes are the colour of harry's favourite defence spell (expelliarmus) and the colour of his house. WHAT DO YOU MEAN THEY ARE EACH OTHER'S OTHER HALF. WHAT DO YOU MEAN HARRY IS LITERALLY TOM'S SOUL??? 😭

NOT TO MENTION THESE THINGS AREN'T EVEN FANON LIKE...? lmk if i missed something though.

[kingstarkingslay]

The worst Wolfstar fanfic I’ve ever read ?

Oh definitely Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix

[peaky1wh0re]

Favorite Brother duo

[neohoestechnology]

george weasley moodboard and headcanons pretty please? :3

Sorry for taking so long, I hope you like it 🤠💗

☆ George Weasley Moodboard & Headcanons ☆

golden retriver boyfriend? golden retriver boyfriend!

oh man, he's head over heels for you

kinda feel like everyone knew he had a crush on you because of the way he stared at you and smiled like an idiot (but he's your idiot so it's okay)

he needs physical touch to function properly, always touching you in some way

holding hands while walking down the corridors, elbows brushing against each other during a lesson, fingers moving delicately to move a strand of hair out of your face... I could go on

please go watch his quiddich practice, he'd be so proud :)

sweaty hugs after a match (not that you dislike)

like I said before, gossip trio

and man, he's so ruthless too 😭

sassy queen

calls you beautiful out of the blue just to see you blush

casually pats your head

you spend every holiday at weasley's and he LOVES IT

doesn't like how close you're getting with his sister though

he put up a tent one night and watched the stars with you 🥹💗

I feel like your first time together would be on one of those occasions

kinda the playful type, but also really sweet

his family loves you (actually doesn't understand how someone like Mr. Goofiness pulled someone as good as you)

asks you to study together, tackles you onto the bed after ten minutes " 'cause he's not built for long-term concentration" 🤠

"put that bloody book down, we're making a fort"

certified "I know you can do it yourself but let me do it for you" type of boyfriend

he'd lose his mind if you cooked for him (I mean, he already knew he was gonna marry you, but now he's more whipped than before)

always makes sure you don't get too stressed during exams season

casually bumps his head on yours while sitting

if you have bangs, he would 100% run his hand through them knowing that it infuriates you :)

please watch a horror movie together and enjoy him being scared to death

plays it cool, actually dying inside

I guess that's it

Love you, B. 💖

I do not possess any of these photos, all credits go to the owners.

[lovespelt]

winter at hogwarts ₊°｡❆

[lexie-squirrel]

by Stuart Craig

[vampirecorleone]

"This connection between me and Voldemort... what if the reason for it is that I am becoming more like him? I just feel so angry, all the time. What if after everything that I've been through, something's gone wrong inside me? What if I'm becoming bad?" | "I want you to listen to me very carefully, Harry. You're not a bad person. You're a very good person, who bad things have happened to. Besides, the world isn't split into good people and Death Eaters. We've all got both light and dark inside us. What matters is the part we choose to act on. That's who we really are." Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix (2007) dir. David Yates

[iamnmbr3]

I've talked about the "Malfoy stood to one side, the sunlight gleaming on his white-blond head" bit before. But it's even funnier in context because Harry literally spends a paragraph describing the rest of the Slytherin team in very uncomplimentary ways - comparing a player to Dudley (who he hates), saying they look stupid, likening one player's forearms to "hairy hams" etc. And then he gets to Malfoy and drops that line. I mean, look at it:

It's literally like: "The rest of the team was ugly and stupid. Except for Draco Malfoy, who stood apart, haloed in a beam of sunlight that illuminated his beautiful gleaming blond hair." The way Harry's brain sees Draco versus everyone else is just...so telling.

And of course Draco's looking right back and making eye contact and smirking at Harry. Yeah he's doing it because he's smug about the "Weasley Is Our King" badges (which you know he only made because 1) he's insanely jealous that Harry chose Ron over him and 2) he knows going after Harry's friends is the best way to get a rise out of him) but also he and Harry just orbit each other so much. For the first 5 books Draco's whole life revolves around getting attention from Harry. They are both just constantly so aware of each other. Fic has nothing on canon.

[hpseeker99]

Hermione: And that's the plan! Hermione: Now let's see who was paying attention. *Kahoot music starts*

[toorumlk]

silver and gold!

[lihiominaa]

Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix 2007, dir. David Yates