#Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix

[sequenceofmind]

Grabbing Harry's arm: McGonagall vs. Snape Harry Potter and the Order the Phoenix (2007)

[pangaeaseas]

Sirius Black: The Perfect Scapegoat

made a post like this once but it wasn't very good so i'm going to say again that Sirius being framed as Voldemort's right hand man, which seems obviously ridiculous on the face of it, actually makes sense.

Like yeah, anyone with any detailed knowledge of the war (so order members, probably ministry workers highly involved in the war effort', and death eaters) would know that Sirius's real crime wasn't being Voldemort's right hand man--that title would more accurately go to someone like Lucius Malfoy (poor imperius victim) or Bellatrix Lestrange (seems to have been captured after Sirius and sexism works against her)--Sirius's real crime was being a spy for Voldemort and betraying the Potters, then killing witnesses in an effort to cover this up. So on the face of it it seems odd that the popular imagination would call Sirius the right hand man of Voldemort. Especially considering that it seems unlikely someone who graduated Hogwarts in 1978 would have a prominent position in Death Eater hierarchy when you remember the war had been going on for eight years by then.

However, no one with knowledge of the 'real' situation would actually have any interest in correcting the narrative of right hand man Sirius once it emerged (and it's entirely possible the Ministry had a hand in this misconception emerging, because it's a very convenient misconception).

The Death Eaters would have known full well that Sirius wasn't a prominent member of Death Eater leadership, and might have even suspected he wasn't even the Order spy, but no Death Eater was going to stand up and say 'hey, as a Death Eater, I know Sirius Black wasn't one!" It's very convenient misdirection for them: Sirius's associates, which by the time of his arrest would be unlikely to include actual Death Eaters as he'd left his real Death Eater relatives behind years ago, would have public opprobrium and suspicion fall on them. Anyone investigating Death Eaters starting from the assumption that Sirius Black was a prominent member of the leadership will go barking straight up the wrong tree. Sirius the motorcycle-riding rebel against pureblood hierarchy is a useful person to accuse of being a Death Eater: the real problem is men with long hair who love Muggles and hate our family values. The problem is societal outcasts, not upstanding citizens. And Sirius is just believable enough as a Death Eater too: he has a history of doing dangerous things at school, his family is famous for its use of Dark Magic, and he looks pretty guilty because he was caught laughing in the blown up street. It's also helpful if you are a Death Eater using the Imperius Defense for there to be a 'real' Death Eater caught. You could blame Sirius for imperiusing you, and you can also point to him if anyone says 'hmm, seems awful strange all the accused Death Eaters got the Imperius Defense, maybe some of them are lying' because he's the exception that proves the rule, the one real Death Eater who can be used to deflect accusations of faking the Imperius Defense.

In the context of only a few people being found guilty of willingly being Death Eaters, it also makes a lot of sense that the public would see Sirius as a prominent Death Eater: there simply aren't many openly known Death Eaters to pick from! Sirius's accused crime seems to have made a strong impression on people. And the other Death Eaters we know were sent to Azkaban or publicly just weren't as exciting, I guess--Rookwood was boring, a spy within the Unspeakables, Bellatrix was a woman, Barty Crouch Jr was a poor innocent baby, Karkaroff was a foreigner and a spineless worm, Snape was a spy for Dumbledore, the Lestrange brothers are just boring I guess (and Sirius seems to have been arrested before BCJ and the Lestranges so he was first. Yay priority.)

Dumbledore doesn't have any reason to correct the idea that Sirius was a prominent figure in the Death Eater hierarchy either. He thought Sirius was a spy, so had no reason to intervene on his behalf. I also think it would have been embarrassing for him to have trusted the spy and gotten his Order members killed, so why would he publicize his own failure? It's a pride thing. Sirius the right hand man is way less embarrassing than Sirius the spy even Dumbledore missed.

And in the Ministry's effort to restore public order and avoid panic, Sirius was a very useful instrument. Here is a successfully caught Death Eater! No need to worry! Also he's just crazy and Not Like Us. He's not normal. Normal people aren't Death Eaters. Everything is under control. They also wouldn't want to publicize Dumbledore's vigilante movement either since that weakens their claim to be leaders of Magical Britain.

The public narrative of Voldemort's first defeat goes something like this: after years of war between Dumbledore and the Ministry against Voldemort, by mysterious unknown magical means, baby Harry Potter was able to defeat the Dark Lord Voldemort. This freed his many, many, MANY Imperius victims from their curses and allowed the Ministry to establish safety and security for the populace, after rounding up a few stragglers who in their madness committed isolated atrocities. Something like this broad idea is how people not heavily involved in the war would have understood it.

Every element of this narrative has a purpose. Open conflict between the Ministry and Dumbledore benefits neither of them, so the existence of Dumbledore's vigilante organization separated from the Ministry would not have been publicized, and many people who knew about it vaguely might well have assumed what Dumbledore was doing to gather fighters against Voldemort was under Ministry auspices. Harry inexplicably being able to defeat Voldemort discourages people from digging into dangerous magic to understand what happened and gives the public a nice feel-good story--and a baby is a more politically beneficial hero than young vigilantes Lily and James, who, to the Ministry's thinking, might be risky symbols especially given their mixed-blood marriage (if youbelieve that Lily intentionally sacrificed herself to kill Voldemort, the pureblood supremacy motive for this narrative is even more important). Prominent citizens accused of being Death Eaters were actually Imperius victims, which allows the Ministry to avoid reckoning with the depth of Death Eater penetration of British society. The Ministry had everything under control once Voldemort was dead, with Sirius and the Lestranges being isolated exceptions motivated by fanaticism and insanity.

Sirius's easy capture allows the Ministry to claim it had controlled Voldemort, and that he would never return. There was no ongoing war, and thus nothing to be dissatisfied with the Ministry about. The Ministry didn't fail to contain Voldemort, because it had successfully captured Sirius. Sirius may have committed an atrocity but capturing him (initially) wasn't difficult, allowing the Ministry to demonstrate its power and the correctness of its harsh anti-Death Eater policies.

And Sirius and the Lestranges are also ideal poster children for framing the Death Eaters as politically isolated crazy Dark wizards and not a movement with broad support. It's no accident that Sirius is called a madman, a Dark wizard without parallel. He's a mystery. He acted alone even though he was supposedly a prominent Death Eater--because there weren't many Death Eaters! No one supported Voldemort! Of course, there was actually far more sympathy for Voldemort's cause than anyone post-war would like to admit, and much of the upper class was heavily involved in the Death Eater movement. Using Sirius as the scapegoat allows for this to be ignored, because of instead of analyzing the ideological content of Voldemort's movement, which the Ministry absolutely wouldn't want to do because we know Voldemort was anti-Ministry, it can just claim that all of its opponents were crazy, like Sirius supposedly was. Instead of having to say that the call was coming from inside the house, Sirius the scapegoat allows deflection of any criticism of the Ministry, its response to the war, and Magical British society as a whole.

We can assume this is where the right-hand-man story came from, because the Ministry repeats this exact story--Sirius the madman acting alone--when it needs a scapegoat again, in the canon era. By GoF Dumbledore is no longer convinced Sirius was the spy, but we see both the Ministry and the Death Eaters, who don't want to act openly yet, using the idea of Sirius for their political advantage, making it easy to see why the false narrative of him as Voldemort's right hand man was so convenient earlier.

[rose24207]

Can I request prompt 14 and 15 for George Weasley and fem reader?

Not until you

Summary: At Hogwarts, George makes you realize that home isn’t a place—it’s being with him.

Genre: fluff

George Weasley x fem!reader

14. "I don't care what we do, as long as I'm with you." 15. "You make everything feel like home."

TW: None!

A/N: Helloooo! Sorry you had to wait :( but anyways it’s here!

Masterlist pt.2

The Gryffindor common room was quieter than usual for a Friday evening. Most students had ventured off to the Great Hall for an impromptu music night the Hufflepuffs had organized. You, however, had decided to stay back, too exhausted from the week’s classes to be social.

George Weasley had other plans.

He lounged beside you on the plush couch near the fire, his lanky frame stretched out as though he owned the place. His legs rested across the coffee table, and every so often, his knee would bump into yours. Not that you minded.

“I still can’t believe you didn’t want to go,” you said, tilting your head to look at him. “Fred’s probably making a fool of himself right now, and you’re missing it.”

George shrugged, a lazy grin spreading across his face. “If Fred’s making a fool of himself, someone’s bound to tell me all about it later. Besides,” he said, turning his head to meet your gaze, “I’d rather be here with you.”

You blinked, surprised by his honesty. “You’re not even going to pretend it’s because you’re tired or because the music was going to be bad?”

“Nah,” he said, his grin widening. “Why would I lie? I don’t care what we do, as long as I’m with you.”

You felt your cheeks heat up, and you quickly looked away, pretending to adjust the hem of your sweater. George always had this infuriating ability to make you flustered with just a few words.

“You’re ridiculous,” you muttered, though the smile tugging at your lips betrayed how much you liked hearing him say things like that.

“Ridiculously charming?” George offered, leaning slightly closer.

You rolled your eyes. “Keep dreaming, Weasley.”

“Dreaming about you? Always,” he quipped, his voice teasing but his eyes soft.

You shoved his shoulder lightly, but he caught your hand, holding it in his. His thumb brushed over your knuckles, and the playful atmosphere between you shifted slightly.

“You know I’m serious, right?” he said, his tone quieter now.

Your chest tightened, and for a moment, you didn’t know what to say. George wasn’t usually like this—he was the jokester, the one who made everyone laugh and kept things light. But right now, there was something vulnerable in his expression that made your heart ache.

“I know,” you said softly, your voice barely above a whisper.

George’s lips twitched into a small smile. “Good. Just making sure.”

The two of you sat in comfortable silence for a while, the crackling of the fire filling the space between you. You could hear faint laughter and chatter drifting in from the corridors, but it felt like the rest of the castle was a world away.

“You know,” you said after a while, “I always thought Hogwarts would feel like home eventually. But it never really did. Not until—”

You hesitated, your words catching in your throat.

“Not until what?” George prompted, his hand still holding yours.

You glanced at him, your heart pounding. “Not until you,” you admitted, your voice barely audible.

For a moment, George just stared at you, his brown eyes wide with surprise. Then, a slow, crooked smile spread across his face.

“You make everything feel like home too,” he said softly, his voice so earnest it made your breath catch.

You didn’t know what to say, so you didn’t say anything. Instead, you leaned your head against his shoulder, letting yourself bask in the warmth of his presence.

“Blimey,” George said after a moment, breaking the silence. “If I’d known you felt this way, I would’ve skipped all those prefect meetings ages ago to spend more time with you.”

You laughed, swatting his arm lightly. “Don’t ruin the moment, George.”

“Never,” he said, a mock-serious expression on his face. Then, he leaned down and pressed a kiss to the top of your head. “This is one moment I’ll never forget.”

Thank you for reading!

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[wizengamot-chiefwarlock]

Jo actually does the "Golden Trio has a serious conversation while something decidedly unserious occurs in the background" thing a LOT

Another example is as follows-

'Yes,' said Hermione, staring at the window again. 'Yes, that's what made me think maybe it wasn't a good idea after all…' Peeves floated over them on his stomach, peashooter at the ready; automatically all three of them lifted their bags to cover their heads until he had passed. 'Let's get this straight,' said Harry angrily, as they put their bags back on the floor, 'Sirius agrees with us, so you don't think we should do it any more?' Hermione looked tense and rather miserable. Now staring at her own hands, she said, 'Do you honestly trust his judgement?' 'Yes, I do!' said Harry at once. 'He's always given us great advice!' An ink pellet whizzed past them, striking Katie Bell squarely in the ear. Hermione watched Katie leap to her feet and start throwing things at Peeves; it was a few moments before Hermione spoke again and it sounded as though she was choosing her words very carefully. 'You don't think he has become… sort of… reckless… since he's been cooped up in Grimmauld Place? You don't think he's… kind of… living through us?' [...] The bell rang just as Peeves swooped down on Katie and emptied an entire ink bottle over her head. [OOTP]

What I love about the humour in Harry Potter is that there's underlying humour practically everywhere. There aren't just big, explicit, particularly significant funny "ha-ha" moments- there's so much just slipped in between the lines and dialogues that several years later I still newly find hilarious moments that I missed in all of my earlier rereads.

Jo also makes a point of involving background characters in these less noticeable funny scenes- it doesn't always have to be the main characters who share a joke and bring it to the forefront of the story. I love how even while the main characters are clearly shown having a serious, heartfelt conversation, there's always some unhinged shit going on in the background, because that's just the duality of life.

Yet another instance of how Jo's writing is so real.

ootp is both hilarious and sad, like one page I'll be like "oh poor harry, can't he ever catch a break" and the next I'll be in tears from laughing...and the older I get the more I appreciate all the layers of it. honestly, I'd say Jo was at her best humour wise in ootp, closely followed by dh and hbp, like she was on fire in these 3 books. don't get me wrong all 7 are still to this day able to make me laugh, but those 3 are special...

Anyway:

'Listening to the news' said Harry in a resigned voice. His aunt and uncle exchanged looks of outrage. 'Listening to the news again?' 'Well it changes every day, you see,' said Harry.

I agree, recently i was re-reading parts of OotP (as one does) and kept accidentally finding funny parts i didn't remember, like take this:

HBO please give me the four-legged teacups shenanigans

[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

[lovespelt]

winter at hogwarts ₊°｡❆

[lexie-squirrel]

by Stuart Craig

[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.

[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*

[rose24207]

Can I get a Fred Weasley and reader where he comforts her after she has detention with umbridge?

I’ve got you

Summary: Fred comforts you after your traumatic experience with Umbridge

Genre: angst, fluff

Fred Weasley x reader

TW: mention of torture

A/N: always making a few stories before posting them altogether!!

Masterlist pt.2

The common room was dimly lit, the fire crackling softly as students trickled off to bed. You sat curled up in the corner of a couch, your hand cradled against your chest, trembling. The words “I must not tell lies” were carved into your skin, fresh and angry from your detention with Professor Umbridge.

You hadn’t expected it to hurt this much—physically or emotionally. The quill had felt sharp, each stroke burning as it etched the words over and over again. But worse than the pain was the humiliation, the sick satisfaction on Umbridge’s face as she watched you suffer.

You flinched as footsteps approached, trying to tuck your hand away and appear as though nothing was wrong.

“Y/N?”

You froze. Of course, it had to be Fred Weasley. His voice was soft, hesitant, as if he already knew something was wrong.

“What are you still doing up?” you asked, keeping your face turned away from him.

“I could ask you the same thing,” he replied, stepping closer. “But I think I already know.”

Fred sat down on the arm of the couch, close enough that you could feel his presence, but far enough that he wasn’t crowding you. He tilted his head, trying to catch your gaze.

“Y/N,” he said gently. “Let me see.”

“There’s nothing to see,” you muttered, pulling your hand further into your lap.

Fred wasn’t convinced. “Please,” he said, his voice quieter now. “You don’t have to hide it from me.”

Something in his tone broke your resolve. With a shaky breath, you slowly extended your hand, revealing the raw, red letters on your skin.

Fred’s expression darkened. His usual mischievous spark was gone, replaced by a simmering anger that he tried to hide for your sake. He reached out, his fingers brushing lightly against your wrist.

“She did this to you?” he asked, his voice low and controlled.

You nodded, tears stinging your eyes. “It’s just detention,” you said, though the words felt hollow.

“Detention shouldn’t leave scars,” Fred said firmly. He knelt in front of you, taking your injured hand in both of his. His touch was gentle, as though he were afraid of causing you more pain.

For a moment, neither of you spoke. Fred’s thumbs traced soothing circles around the edges of the wound, his brow furrowed in concentration.

“I hate her,” you whispered, your voice cracking. “She enjoys it, Fred. She likes seeing us hurt.”

Fred looked up at you, his eyes softening. “I know,” he said. “But she’s not going to win. You hear me? She doesn’t get to take your strength away.”

You bit your lip, the tears you’d been holding back finally spilling over. “I feel so stupid,” you admitted, your voice barely audible. “Like I should’ve been stronger, or—”

“Hey,” Fred interrupted, his voice firm but kind. “Don’t you dare blame yourself for this. What she’s doing—it’s cruel, and it’s wrong. You didn’t deserve any of it.”

You let out a shaky breath, your shoulders slumping as the weight of the evening pressed down on you. Fred shifted closer, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and pulling you against his chest.

“It’s okay,” he murmured, his hand running up and down your back. “I’ve got you.”

You buried your face in his sweater, the familiar scent of him—like parchment and something warm and spicy—grounding you. Fred held you tightly, his embrace steady and unshakable.

After a while, your sobs quieted, replaced by the rhythmic sound of his heartbeat. Fred pulled back just enough to look at you, his hand brushing a stray tear from your cheek.

“We’ll figure something out,” he said. “Something to stop her. Until then, you’re not going through this alone. Not if I can help it.”

A small, tired smile tugged at your lips. “Thank you, Fred.”

He grinned, the familiar mischievous spark returning to his eyes. “What kind of friend would I be if I didn’t come to the rescue?”

You laughed softly, the sound easing the lingering ache in your chest.

“Now,” Fred said, pulling his wand from his pocket, “let’s see if we can’t fix this up a bit.”

With a whispered spell, a cool, soothing sensation washed over your hand, dulling the sting of the carved words. Fred smiled in satisfaction, tucking his wand away.

“Better?” he asked.

“Much,” you said, your smile growing.

Fred leaned back, his arm still resting around your shoulders. “Good. Because next time, I’m making sure you don’t even have to go to detention in the first place.”

“And how are you going to do that?” you asked, raising an eyebrow.

He winked. “You’ll see.”

For the first time all evening, you felt a flicker of hope. With Fred by your side, you knew you’d be okay.

Thank you for reading!

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[everyframeapainting20]

Dolores Umbridge’s office in "Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix" is a masterstroke of production design, weaponizing pink frills and saccharine sweetness to unsettling effect. The pastel walls, adorned with meticulously arranged decorative plates, evoke a veneer of harmless domesticity, while the delicate tea set and lace doilies on her desk reinforce the image of a prim and proper traditionalist. But beneath this carefully curated facade lies a sinister authoritarian streak, with the office’s unnervingly perfect order hinting at her obsession with control and conformity.

This sharp contrast between the sugary aesthetic and Umbridge’s cruelty amplifies her menace. The production design not only captures her duplicitous nature but also underscores the psychological manipulation at play. Her office is not just a reflection of her character; it’s an extension of her oppressive ideology, where appearances are used to disarm, dominate, and deceive.

[toorumlk]

silver and gold!