#Harry Potter has heterochromia

[shealynn88]

Harry Potter.

[yourlocalbadgerscales]

My fav Florean Fortescue hcs so far

• He’s Italiannn <3

• He’s Alice’s brother :)

• He is a pansexual mess and he LOVES his boyfriend so so much

• He loves ice-cream with his whole being and he hates when people argue about which flavours are the best :(

• He also hates when people argue about pineapple on pizza

• He’s average height, but his boyfriend is a fucking GIANT and it makes him look so smolllll

• His best friends are Emmeline, Gideon and Fabian! He’s also friends with Sirius

• Later in life, he really liked Harry and had a soft spot for him

• He saw Harry going to look at the Firebolt in the window of the broom shop everyday, so when Sirius wanted to buy Harry a present, Florean suggested the Firebolt!

• Florean was the one who sold Hagrid the ice-cream that he gave Harry in the first book at Diagon Alley, it was the flavour he knew had been James Potter’s favourite and he was so glad to hear that Harry loved it as well 🥹

Should I make one about mystery boyfriend? I should. I will. I SHALL.

[jeanmoreausautismstickers]

my marauders headcannons <3

Remus Lupin

heterochromia. I don't care what the films say this man has two different coloured eyes tyvm. the left ones dark brown, nearly black, and the right is a light shade of amber.

DYSLEXIA !! my dyslexic little mate we can match. he absolutely adores reading but it takes him longer if he doesn't use a spell (ty to MsKingBean89 for the spell idea mon ami(e))

hEDS. me too king

cat lover. he absolutely adores cats and sirius gets SO jealous. I think he absolutely owned a cat at some point b4 he started teaching and he dotted on that cat

wears elastics on his wrists (specifically during hogwarts for sirius and lily, but kept wearing them after out of habit </3)

Sirius Black

hard of hearing. I think he probably lost it cos his mum hit his ears or screamed so often at him in close quarters. he'd definitely be vv resentful over it too cos now he's not able to listen to music much

audhd fr. this man was definitely neurodivergent but he must be just like me and be autistic and have adhd cos yh

he whined. loads. not like whinging but like genuinely high pitched whines when he was frightened or upset, kind of like Enid from Wednesday

adored kids but was terrified to have them because of how his mum was

this is gonna be controversial but idc. this man absolutely fancied Remus when he was shagging women, but at one point dated Marlene and Remus at the same time. it's ok tho cos Marlene was kissing Mary on the side

James Potter

vegetarian. refused to eat meat after he became an animagus because it felt cruel, but ESPECIALLY wouldn't eat deer jerky ("it's practically cannibalism, padfoot!")

mama's boy through and through !! this man LOVED his mummy. told her all about his friends and Lily

taught Sirius how to treat people and house elves better when they were first years. you can't tell me this man wasn't the reason sirius wanted to improve himself

he fought w sirius a lot. im sorry I love them both but brothers fight and like. even found family brothers. sirius is the most petty bitch you cannot tell me that James didn't get annoyed or frustrated with some of Sirius' habits and didn't begin arguments over them

so bad w kids until Harry. he was absolutely terrified of them, cos he never had interacted with them much before he had his own, my man Sucked at babysitting and frequently panicked whilst lily was pregnant because he was scared he'd be a bad parent

Peter Pettigrew

#1 James fan. my guy didn't go anywhere if James wasn't going to be there

become You Know because of his jealousy of James and Sirius' friendship

aroace fr. absolutely Disgusted w the amount of PDA by jily and wolfstar

tried to protect Harry for as long as he could w out being suspicious. he still loved James and Lily, and their son, and was just too scared to fight back at You Know Who once James and Lily were dead

a whole virgin, never even tried getting with anyone before he realised he was aroace

Lily Potter (Evans)

actually thought the Marauders were pretty funny but put on a face because of being friends with Snape

a whole pansexual queen

bought everyone in Gryffindor Christmas gifts, or if they were Jewish/Muslim/any other religion that doesn't celebrate Christmas she'd figure out when their holiday was and got them gifts

first person Remus came out to. and she accepted him immediately because she knows what it feels like to be an outcast

so autistic. her special interest was absolutely Jane Austen books I take no criticism <3

Regulus Black

hated his mum just as much as Sirius, but actively tried to conform because he was too scared to be hurt by her

was angry with Sirius for running away, even if he understood why Sirius did it, it still hurt him immensely. that was his older brother, the only one he could talk to, and when he left, it broke off the little bit of familial love he had left

in love w Barty Crouch Jr. I DO NOT CARE. platonic my aSS they were boyfriends, but they hid it very well. absolutely such a healthy couple before the war though. got together when they were 13 or 14 by accident, and stayed together until Reg died

actually really enjoyed being called Reg and Reggie, but pretended to hate it so he wouldn't be perceived as weak or soft by his mum

chess fucking champion

Marlene McKinnon

the flirtiest person you'll ever meet. flirted with everyone but was actually an aromantic lesbian

loved her family unconditionally, and constantly was going home on weekends to help her mum before she died of breast cancer

hated school, she was dyslexic and never told anyone so everyone just thought she was a dumb blonde

half Japanese, but her biological father left when she was a baby, so she wasn't really in tune with that part of her culture.

got bullied in primary school for being the "only dumb Asian"

Mary Macdonald

the most supportive person you'll ever meet

helped the younger POC in Gryffindor take care of their hair properly, and absolutely was like an older sister to all the young girls

not a mean bone her body

muggle born, but she grew up with a friend that had a wizard father so she knew about magic before Hogwarts

terrified of dogs, except for Padfoot, because of being bitten by one when she was in nursery

Dorcas Meadowes

a lesbiannnn. she was in love with Pandora, and they dated for a while before she decided she was done with the Wizarding World and cut contact with everyone

slytherin, but she was friends with everyone

loved Quidditch

oh she was a Pureblood but her parents died when she was young and she stayed with a squib aunt til hogwarts

took muggle studies and would hex any Slytherin who made fun of her for it

Pandora Lovegood (Lestrange)

a Lestrange until marriage

terrified of Narcissa and Bellatrix, but was one of the bridesmaids at Bellatrix's wedding

Ravenclaw, but best friends with Dorcas, Regulus, Barty, and Evan and was hardly if ever in her own common room

she ADORED muggle musicals

her and Dorcas met in a Care of Magical Creatures class in third year and immediately became best friends

Evan Rosier

really homophobic outwardly but was in the closet (for a HOT minute)

flirted with girls constantly

super protective over Pandora and Dorcas

had the worst penmanship and Regulus and Barty both refused to help him with homework because of it

managed to be the only Slytherin who sucked at potions

Barty Crouch Jr.

gay little lad with gay handwriting

LOVED cats. this man was the BIGGEST cat lover I do not care im right ur wrong. absolutely adored them

had a little sister who he was really protective over, she was in Hufflepuff and died during her 4th year which is what made him follow Regulus into joining up w the Death Eaters

daddy and mummy issues for days. bro never had a civil conversation w them

he absolutely beloathed Walburga and Orion Black when he found out what they did to Regulus, but obviously never said anything about it

[t1oui]

ok so y'all know how michael holden has heterochromia because of an accident when he was little and he's mostly blind in his blue eye? what about that but make it harry potter

i've talked on here before about partially blind harry but i just remembered this connection. personally my harry's scar goes completely over his eye and down to his cheek, and i see a lot of people showing his scar that way, so why not have him be blind in his right eye because of it? why not have him have heterochromia bc of it? i just think it would be neat. also we can write harry smacking half of his face into walls like my half-blind grandma does

[bright-and-burning]

got tagged by @albonoooo !! thank u <3

what colour are your eyes?: i have (very mild) heterochromia!! they’re mostly green but my left eye has a little brown stripe :) i guess u could call them hazel (or at least the left one) my mom certainly did for ages idk picture below u decide

(cont under the cut)

tell me about your pets/your dream pet: i (well. my family) have an orange cat and a porgi (pitbull corgi mix [he’s really just a mutt but we’re like 95% sure he’s got corgi in him somehow]). they are the lights of my life and also the goofiest lookin mfs. i’ve posted pics of my cat before but my dog is like. really distinct looking (see: porgi) but i love him so much … ask me for photos of him n u shall receive…

my apartment is pet free unfortunately. but also taking care of another whole ass being is A Lot so. i’m very chill w not having my own rn

share some interesting fact about yourself: i went to a spanish speaking daycare when i was really young (like toddler aged) and then when i was like 7 i invented my own language (as one does) and half the words were just. spanish. my parents spent ages trying to convince me that i did not just come up w the word espagnol . i swear to god. and i was a stubborn know it all kid and i wasn’t gonna believe them on anything without irrefutable proof (and how do u prove that??) so their efforts were largely fruitless LOL

what was the first fandom you were a part of?: for SURE harry potter. 9 year old me had unsupervised internet access and went craaazy

do you have any phobias?: hm. i Really Really Really don’t like things going near my eyes. it was wayyy worse before i started wearing contacts. like someone waving their hands around within three feet of me would freak me out. i do still get like. inescapable visions of pencils being waved around and accidentally put in my eye when i think abt it/when ppl wave pencils around that i have to physically shake out of

are you a picky eater? if so, what food can't you stand?: YES! texture issues my beloathed… i DESPISE melted cheese. blergh. bad bad vibes. and other funky textured cheeses… i literally just physically shuddered.

do you eat the burger and fries at the same time or one after another?: i consciously choose to eat burger first to get protein in. and THEN fries. if burger too hot then i get to eat two (must be even number) fries at a time until it cools enough to eat

winter or summer: summer <3 i love the beach i love the sun i love 6am runs where it’s already 75° i love swimming i love fun festivals. but also summer is a mindset . if it’s 65° in march im walking around in shorts and a tank top and sitting in the sun the entire day

favourite fanfiction tropes: oh gosh… best friends to lovers… idk i read it all baby. also gonna be honest the f1 interpretations of a/b/o are FASCINATING!!! and have really increased the draw by Far for me

are you studying or working? what do you study/is your job?: working! i am a silly little analyst

what is the last country you visited: canada in june to get drunk by the lake for a week <3

what country would you want to move to after retiring?: france… maybe not. but also maybe yeah. idk i don’t have any other strong connections to places, u kno? and i’d like to travel (fingers crossed i Can retire at an age where i can still travel easily lol)

who was your first crush?: gene kelly in singin in the rain and on the town… formative movies for 3y/o me

how did you get into f1 fandom?: web weavings on tumblr + like three random instagram reels (the mclaren wavelength video being the only one i remember lol) + the empty hole unemployment left me with inside = instant obsession

no pressure tag…. @oscarpiastriwdc @ocontraire @crimsonicarus @lafaerie @mecachrome

[soralinklokidottirofmirkwood]

Princess of Slytherin: Harry Potter x child princess reader platonic.

Age: 11. Reader Chan is a young princess starting her first year at Hogwarts. She is sorted into Slytherin and is the only first year. Takes place during prisoner of Azkaban. Ps she has heterochromia.

Warning: death.

K/N: Kingdom name.

You are sitting at your desk doing your math lessons on potions until you heard a tapping noise from your window. Looking up from the now finished paper you saw a milky white owl with a letter in its beak “Thank you.” You said to the owl giving it a mouse and watching it fly away with its meal.

You looked down at the letter with the Hogwarts symbol on it and carefully opened the envelope with clammy hands and your eyes closed.

Slowly opening your Green and charcoal eyes you saw that the letter read “Dear Princess Y/N L/N of K/N we are happy to announce that you are accepted into Hogwarts. We are looking forward to meeting you in person. You arrive on September 1 sign Professor McGonagall.” You then saw a list of stuff you needed such as books, robes, a wand and a pet specifically an owl, cat, rat or toad.

You began dashing out of your room towards the throne room where you knew your grandmother was while dodging servants, guards, nannies and your tutors along the way “Princess Y/N L/N it is unladylike to run in the palace.” One of your tutors said “Sorry.” You said slowing down a bit with your acceptance letter in hand “Ohh congratulations your highness.” Said tutor said followed by the people in the hall “Thank you all.” You said disappearing from sight.

You finally made it to the throne room and saw your grandmother who raised you after your parents died suddenly when you were a baby.

She was sitting on her silver throne with green silks surrounding it with a loving smile on her face “My grandchild! What has excited you so?” She asked until you held up your acceptance letter “I got accepted mama.” You said in excitement “That’s wonderful news dear. We shall go shopping immediately for your school supplies.” She said as you went to your room to Chang into more comfortable clothes such as a f/c sweater with skinny jeans and f/c converse.

You and your grandmother are at the fire place with a few guards but one of them was holding a bowl of strange powder “Mama why are we at the fireplace?” You asked her as she smiles “you’ll see she said taking your hand and a fist full of powder then she said a spell “Diagon alley.” She chanted and both of you are engulfed in green flames.

You both are now in front of a shopping place filled with wizards and witches with pets “Y/N my dear welcome to Diagon alley.” She said as your looking around in awe “Wow. This is where we are getting my supplies?” You asked “Yes but first we must go to the bank for your money.” She said leading you to a building that said “Gringrotts wizarding bank.” You read the sign on the building while walking towards it.

Once you’re inside the building you saw goblins working around and helping people make deposits or withdrawals.

You and your grandmother walked over to a goblin while she pulls a key out of her cardigan “Excuse me? I would like to make a withdrawal for Y/N L/N.” She said catching the goblins attention “Princess Y/N L/N?” He asked looking at you “My god! Yes of course you’re majesty.” He said taking the key and leading you to a vault with a lot of bronze knuts, silver sickles and golden galleons “So what brings the queen and princess to the bank?” He asked “Would you like to tell him darling?” Your grandmother asked “I’ve been accepted into Hogwarts.” You said happily “ahh yes! You need the proper amount of money for supplies.” He said helping you with the right amount with it in a sack “Thank you.” You said taking the sack and putting it in your purse “Have a good day your majesty and your highness .” The goblin said as you and your grandmother walked out of the bank.

Once your outside you and your grandmother continued walking “Where to now Mama?” You asked “Now we have to get your books.” She said walking towards a shop that said “Flourish and Blotts.” You walked in and immediately found the school books section “Potions, dark arts.” You heard your grandmother name the books you needed this year “Ahh yes they have them all here let’s go check them out.” She said handing them to you and leading you to the check out counter “Excuse me? I would like to buy these books please.” You told the man behind the counter handing him the books “Ahh I see your attending Hogwarts.” He said checking them out and putting the books in a bag “You may wanna be careful with the monster books they are bitters.” He said giving you the bag “Thank you.” You told the man while giving him the right amount of change and walked out with your grandmother.

“Now to Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions to get your robes.” She said walking to another shop.

You saw a lot of robes in different styles and sizes on manikins “Ahh good afternoon ladies! What can I get for you two?” A kind woman asked walking up “My granddaughter needs robes for school. She’s going to Hogwarts.” You’re grandmother said to the woman who smiled “oh I’ll need her measurements.” The lady said running to the back to get a measuring tape.” Once she came back she asked you to step on a stool “Stand right here dear and lift your arms up.” She said as you did what she told you “Oh my. Your quite small for an 11 year old.” She said allowing you to get down from the stool while she ran in the back again “Is that bad Mama?” You asked your grandmother “That is concerning. Have you’ve been eating alright dear?” She asked “Yes I’ve been eating alright.” You answered your grandmother until the lady came back with the smallest robes she has “try these on.” She said handing you a summer robe that fit you greatly “ok now this one.” She gave you a winter robe this time that fits you as well “Wonderful they fit.” She said leading you and your grandmother to the register to pay while at the register you saw packets of black tights on sale so you grabbed two and put them on the counter so she can put them in a bag “Have a lovely school year dear.” She said as you gave her the right amount of money “Thank you have a lovely day as well.” You said taking the bag and following your grandmother.

“Time to go to Ollivanders for your wand.” She said leading you to your third stop. “Ahh afternoon ladies.” A man said walking towards you and your grandmother “Afternoon. My grandchild needs a wand! She’s going to Hogwarts this year.” Your grandmother said “Y/N L/N sir.” You said giving the man your name making his eyes widen “Y/N L/N? Princess Y/N L/N! My it’s an honor your parents came to my shop for their wands when they were first years.” He said fondly making your grandmother smile “Let’s start looking for a wand for you.” He said “Try this one.” He said giving you a cherry wood wand. Waving it around it only sparked and caused some papers to catch fire “Sorry.” You said as Ollivander puts the fire out “quite alright. Let’s keep looking.” after trying out 15 wands you still didn’t find a wand right for you “I wonder.” He said walking over to a shelf and pulled out a square box “Try this.” He said handing you the box. Opening it you saw a lovely silver necklace of a snake with emeralds on the snake and a teardrop shaped emerald dangling from it “It looks lovely! Give it a go dear.” Your grandmother encouraged you gladly put the necklace on and waved your hands around making butterflies fly around you “You found your wand, or magic necklace in this case.” He said as you paid him “Thank you so much.” You said walking out of the shop very happy.

After the wand shop you saw that it’s 2:00PM “Let’s have lunch. Then we can get you a pet.” Your grandmother said as your heading to a restaurant for lunch.

After lunch you and your grandmother went to the last shop for your pet “Magical Menagerie.” You can hear hooting, screeching, meowing, croaking and chittering. Walking in you saw many pets and decided to look around while your grandmother spoked with the manager.

You saw a pin of cats and saw a pitch black kitten sleeping peacefully, you gently petted its head making it wake up and meow curiously at you and lick your hand “She seems to like you.” The manager said “I want this one mama.” You said liking the kitten as well “Of course dear. It seems really fond of you.” She said as your walking to the register with your new kitten “What would you like to name her?” The manager asked getting the supplies the kitten needed “Midnight.” You said excitedly “Midnight it is.” she said allowing you to sign the papers while she puts Midnight in her cage.

After you left the pet shop you and your grandmother made your way back to the muggle world and returned to the palace at 4:00 PM.

Later in September 1:

At 6:30 you woke up and started getting ready for the journey to Hogwarts and say goodbye to the palace staff.

You didn’t get to eat breakfast because the train departed at 7:30 so you and your grandmother left the palace after getting ready with your belongings in trunks and in the back of the carriage.

During the ride your grandmother gave you your train ticket that she got three days before you had to leave.

Later at the station you got a trolley to put your belongings and Midnight on then continue walking towards the station but your grandmothers owl Lofty flys towards her “I thought I canceled that meeting. Y/N my dear I’m needed at a meeting. You have to go without me.” She said upset while hugging you “Go on Mama. I can handle myself.” You told your grandmother hugging her back “I will see you at a break or during the summer.” She said tearfully kissing your forehead and walking off back to the muggle world and to the palace “Looks like it’s just us for now Midnight.” You said walking on until you saw a boy a bit older than you disappear at a pillar with an elderly woman saying goodbye to him “Excuse me ma’am!? Is this how you get to the Hogwarts express?” You asked her “Yes it is dear. I see your a first year, all you have to do is run straight into that wall and you’r at the train.” She said giving you the instructions “Ok thank you ma’am.” You said thanking the woman doing as she said you are running into the pillar while hearing the lady say “Such a polite girl.” and you’re In front of the train to Hogwarts “We made it girl.” You told Midnight who meowed in excitement making you laugh as your walking to the train where the conductor would be to take tickets.

A few moments later:

You handed your ticket to the conductor who bows when he saw your name “It is a privilege Princess Y/N.” He said allowing you on while train staff took your luggage and Midnight to the back of the train.

Your walking around the train to find that almost all the carts were taken until you saw one with three kids a bit older then you walking into it and a man named Lupin asleep “Excuse me is this full?” You asked “No come on in.” The boy with glasses said “Thank you. Oh you’re Harry Potter, I’ve heard a lot about you.” You said remembering the news papers you saw for the past two years “I’ve never seen you in Hogwarts before. I’m Hermione, Hermione Granger. That’s Ron Weasley over there.” The brown haired older girl said introducing herself and the red haired boy “Oh this is my first year in Hogwarts. And I’m Y/N, Y/N L/N.” You said making their eyes widen “Y/N L/N, as in Princess Y/N L/N of K/N?” Ron asked until the train started stopping “Why are we stopping we can’t be there already!?” Hermonie asked puzzled until Ron spoke “I think I saw something moving.” He said as frost appeared on the windows “What the?” You asked in shock as the room grew cold.

You see something moving from the sliding glass door of the cart, flowing tattered robes swayed in the breeze and a bony hand sled the door open revealing a ghostly figure that floated towards you and Harry it was whispering something strange and you can hear a woman shouting your name “Y/N.” Then everything went black.

“princess Y/N? Harry? Can you hear me?” Hermione asked as your slowly regaining consciousness “eat this. It will give you your strength back. It’s chocolate.” The man Lupin said “Thank you.” You said taking the chocolate as Lupin and the older kids began to talk. A few hours later you, Hermione and the boys changed into your robes.

After you put on your all black robes you saw that they were in house Gryffindor “Can’t wait to see what house you’re in princess Y/N.” Ron said placing a hand on your shoulder making Harry and Hermione smile “There’s no need to call me princess. We are schoolmates after all. Just call me Y/N.” You said not liking formalities “Whatever house you’re in I hope we can be friends.” Hermione said “Even if you were put in Slytherin we will still be your friends.” Harry said in a supportive manner.

After the train stopped all of you walked out of the train carful of the rain and into buggies that drove all of you the rest of the way to Hogwarts making you excited but nervous at the same time.

Once you’re at the school you are greeted by the professors and headmaster Dumbledor “Welcome Princess Y/N L/N of K/N.” He said happy to have a new student making you smile “It’s wonderful to be here headmaster Dumbledor.” You said walking in with your fellow schoolmates towards the dining hall where a chorus was singing the popular spell from Macbeth with toads in their hands and candles floating around them with a conductor conducting them.

After the song played Dumbledor gave his speech and introduced the new staff members then he introduced you “And this year we have a new student joining us. Please give a warm welcome to princess Y/N L/N of K/N.” He said giving you the cue to stand as the room went silent and eyes stared at you in awe “Hello everyone.” You said “We shall sort her into a house immediately.” He said as professor McGonagall conjured the sorting hat.

You walked up to the staff and let Professor McGonagall put the hat on you “Alright let’s see what house you should be put in your highness.” The hat said thinking long and hard “Let’s see. Oh, Ambitious! Curious! Studious and punctual! SLYTHERIN. Looks like Malfoy just earned his princess.” The hat said making your eyes widen while everyone clapped followed by whispers until a tall man in all black with short black hair came up to you “Welcome to slytherin little one. I look forward to seeing you in potions class.” He said walking back to the staff table while you made your way to your new houses table earning the eyes of your new house mates “Hey Draco it’s your new princess.” A chubby boy said as you sat down besides a blonde haired boy a bit older than you who looks down at you with a faint smile “Hello princess.” He whispered to you ‘I will protect her.’ He thinks to himself unaware of Professor Snapes and the golden trio having the same thoughts.

After dinner everyone is escorted to their dorm rooms but Dumbledor and Gonagall stopped you “Princess Y/N when I sensed that you were turning 11 we had a room made just for you in advance since you’re our only first year.” She said as she and Dumbledor led you to a room opposite of the slytherin girls room.

You saw that the room had green colored walls with silver and black trimming, green, black and silver curtains, the queen size bed had green sheets with a comforter of the slytherin’s crest on it and green curtains hanging on a wooden canopy, the floor had a green carpet with a rug of the slytherin crest, a silver wardrobe with green trim that had your new uniform in it, a vanity with some makeup and black nail polish on it, you’re luggage was sitting neatly on the bed and you saw Midnight was let out of her cage and was sitting on her kitty bed “Hi Midnight.” You said as she happily ran to you with a meow “we’ll let you get settled in.” Dumbledor said walking out with professor Gonagall “We have a room all to ourselves girl.” You told midnight who meowed happily while you unpacked starting with your clothes and robes that you saw are no longer solid black but had green on them with the slytherin’s crest on them and hung them in your wardrobe where you saw your uniform blouses on hangers, a drawer of school skirts and school shoes on top of the drawers. You then put your casual clothes away with help from magic, your school books, diary and fantasy novels on a book case and Midnights stuff in a neat corner.

After unpacking you went to your private bathroom to bathe since it was a long day and you had class in the morning.

After bathing you put on a black nightgown with a matching chiffon cover up, brushed your hair and braided it then did your nails and used magic to dry them.

The next day:

You are awaken by a ghost telling you that it was time to start getting ready for classes.

After taking a bath you put your new uniform on along with a pair of your new tights and your magic necklace then did your hair in a high ponytail with your bangs framing your face.

(You get the choker at breakfast.)

After getting dressed you and your housemates walked out of the dorm to the cafeteria for breakfast “Morning Princess.” Draco said bowing making everyone else do the same “There is no need for that we are house mates after all and please just call me Y/N.” You said as all of you made your way to breakfast.

At breakfast:

You are sitting with your house eating breakfast and chatting with your fellow slytherin’s when you saw a familiar owl flying with a box in its talons and a letter in its beaks “Hello Lofty.” You said as she puts the box on the table and gently places the letter in your hand then flew off.

You opened up the letter and saw that it was from your grandmother “Dear Y/N this was a gift from your parents, it has a protection spell in it and the gem will turn into the color of your house I hope it serves you well Love Mama. Ps I heard you are in Slytherin just like your parents.”

After reading the letter you opened the box to find a black choker with a teardrop shaped onyx hanging from a silver chain “Oh that looks lovely Y/N.” Pansey said as you put it on then watched as the gem turned emerald green making everyones eyes widen in awe.

At potions:

You are in potions with Professor Snape dual to you being the only first year you have the professors undivided attention. As your following the formula professor Snape wrote on the black bored you saw that something wasn’t right, instead of the brew being a slimy green color it was instead black and smoking.

Scared you did something wrong you called for your potion’s teacher “Professor Snape! I think I did something wrong.” You said fearfully as the smoke intensifies “Y/N get behind me.” Snape said pulling you behind him as the smoke turns into the creature you saw on the train.

Everything was a blur the creature floated towards you, a green shield appeared and screaming was heard followed by voices of more teachers and someone shouting “Riddikulus!” Then everything went Black.

Your eyes fluttered open to see a nurse placing a wet cloth on your forehead “Thank goodness you’re awake you’re highness.” She said telling other nurses to get the headmaster “What happened?” You asked sitting up while rubbing your aching head that felt like it was going to explode “You fell unconscious after casting that protection spell around professor Snape and yourself dear.” She said making you confused “I didn’t cast that spell.” You said confused “It was the choker you’re grandmother sent you. It has a protection spell in the gem.” Headmaster Dumbledor said walking in with professors Gonagall, Snape and Lupin and a man who looks like an older version of Draco but with long hair.

As they came to your bedside the blonde haired man spoke “So the rumors are true? Princess Y/N of K/N is attending Hogwarts.” He said smirking down at you “Lucius Malfoy! It’s an honor to be in your presence your highness.” He said bowing while holding his snake head cane “There is no need for that Mr Malfoy and please just call me Y/N.” You said until the doors open again “Y/N thank goodness you are alright.” Draco said with Gregory and Vincent following behind him and the golden trio walking in soon after “Father what are you doing here?” Draco asked Lucius “To see if the rumors about Princess Y/N attending Hogwarts are true. What about you son?” Lucius asked Draco “She’s my new house mate.” He answered making Lucius smirk “So she’s in Slytherin? Just like her parents. Son protect her with your life.” Lucius said to Draco turning back to you “It was an honor.” He said bowing and walking out of the infirmary not before giving a dirty look to the golden trio

(I know Lucius wasn’t in prisoner of Azkaban but I added him in my fanfic)

Months later:

It was almost Christmas break. One of your favorite times of the year because your grandmother’s schedule is free, the palace is beautifully decorated and the chefs make delicious food.

There was only a week left of school before winter break and you couldn’t wait to see your grandmother and the servants again.

Until Lofty flew in with a letter from your grandmothers doctor at dinner.

Worried you opened the letter to hear a recording of the doctors voice.

“Princess Y/N it’s doctor Newtails I’m sorry to tell you this the week before your break but. Your grandmother died from an unknown illness three days ago, we are so sorry. Apparently it is a curse that the woman born or married into the royal family is cursed with it when they hit a certain age we couldn’t do much I am terrified sorry. Sign Doctor Newtails.” After the recording finished the letter ripped itself into shreds and was carried away by the wind.

You sit in your seat in shock, you felt tears forming in your green and silver eyes.

The room was so silent you could hear a pin drop but soon the sound of footsteps were heard “Y/N my dear, you are dismissed.” Dumbledor said gently seeing the devastation in your face as the other professors had looks of sadness on their faces “Thank you headmaster.” You said getting up and making haste for the Slytherin dorms.

As your walking all the ghost and paintings said apologies to you with you saying your thank you’s.

Once you’re in your room you locked the door and slide down on the green carpet hugging your knees and sobbing until Midnight meowed in curiosity “Mama died girl.” You whimpered to the kitten who rubbed her head on your ankle as you rubbed her head.

Like this if you want a part 2.

BTW this is my first Harry Potter fanfic.

[mediocre-noodle]

mom was watching HP: order of the phoenix while i was unloading the dishwasher so i got ✨ dallas ideas ✨

bc magic is more tolerated there, dallas doesnt have to age his body up. this means he can go around with years passing by and still look yk. 17-18 (the age he died :P) even though hes AT LEAST several hundred-thousand years.

when hes bored of traveling the magical world, he goes to hogwarts and roams the halls like the ghosts would. hes a well-known attraction and often looks out for the kids and helps w homework. you may also see him in classes.

^ he avoided the years that voldemort was in school so the bitch wouldn’t know what he’d look like.

^^ this is allowed bc when he first entered the HP universe, he asked dumbledore if it was fine (and gave a bit of info taht he was nonhuman). he did go to school for those 7 years though for the full ✨ experience ✨

so to add onto the ‘coming back when bored,’ he came back the year harry was entering his first year. lots of people were like omg its harry potter and then like OMG ITS THE RED CROW (or something.. idk yet. if the students know about him through a legend passed down from their parents and other people, most likely only a small group know his name.)

why is this important?? dallas is fucking protective and wouldnt let anything bad happen to harry istg. probably sees him as a younger sibling and relates to him a lot (saving to save the world trope i forgot the name). he’d pop up outta no where and be like ‘YOU WANNA ATTACK HARRY? MY BROTHER??? BITCH YOU THOUGHT!’ and then the enemies would be pissing themselves. (and harry would be like how tf did you know i was here??’)

wait omg harry sees a bit of his mom in dallas bc he has red hair and green eyes (will shapeshift to green eyes a lot to appear human.. wait what if dallas shifted to heterochromia green-yellow thatd be badass. wait^2 thats the sprite logo WHAHAHHD—) SOBBIGN I CANNOT.

skip is to dallas as dallas is to harry if you catch my drift (big brother figure) (RIP skip)

kinda wondering if dallas would interfere w the dursleys before hogwarts or after because uou have: 1.) before. dallas raises harry and harry is so more snarky and sassy. harry doesnt get abused or bullied or neglected ffs. he gets a caring brother figure and a found family (the syzygy (if you dont remember: aji, memphis, seraphina, and more to come)). less trauma probably. 2.) before. harry lives w the dursleys still but dallas randomly pops up in his life at certain points. theyre friends :] so when harry goes to hogwarts and sees dallas hes like :0 and then when he finds out dallas is like. immortal?? and not human (rumored to be—dallas never confirms it) hes like ‘???????? IM FRIENDS WITH AN IMMORTAL NONHUMAN SUPER-POWERFUL BEING???’ and then has to pretend to be chill about it and like he hasn’t met dally before. 3.) after. dallas befriends harry after he shows up in school bc he doesnt want pthers realizing soemthing is up. he feels bad about leaving harry to the dursleys though. he will often pop up during the summers and say hi :D 4.) after. dallas is like bro fucking finally harry is here!! lets go!! and has to pretend not to know what the dursleys are doing when harry opens up to them one night. dallas then basically sues the dursleys and gains uhh whats the word.. CUSTODY!! of harry. (why was i thinking child ownership ;-;). back to idea 1 where harry basically has a new brother figure and found family. he gets put in therapy, effective immediately. dallas will go too if that helps (god save yhat therapist. better get an NDA.) happy ending!

mkay thats all i have rn hope you enjoyed the meal teehee

oh and dallas is a ravenclaw

YESSSSSSS i havent cared about harry potter im years but i am EATING THIS UP!!!!!!! ABSOLUTELY NO CRUMBS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

theres a rlly cool dynamic there i think cause like. harry is definitely a kind of ‘i dont need any help ill be fine’ and dallas is similar to that i feel? but in a way where he would know better and go ‘aintnoway youre pulling THAT one’ and forcefully help solve the situation

[echoing-gravity]

The Lyndworm Animagius Harry Potter Au Brainrot that I can't escape

my au is very specific and won't get out of my head, idk if I'm gonna write a fic but if I do it'll start in 4th year probably or be told in snippets

Now it's ur problem too! :)

Harry takes anchent runes in this au

That's how he made the cat shapeshifting necklace. It was plan B.

(Harry is slytherin in this au, and personally has never trusted Albus Dumbledore)

He wanted to have an animal form for stealth and sneaking purposes since dumbles doesn't give him the cloak in this au cuz hes in Slytherin

But his animagus form said FUCK STEALTH

It may be the smallest species of dragon to ever exist, but it's still way to fucking big for stealth.

Sooo.. cat amulet/necklace thing. Unfortunately this is also not the best either cuz his fur is very unique and rememberable.

(also he thinks his fur's kinda a dead giveaway for who he is, yet somehow Snape is the only one who recognizes him on sight??? Like how?? It's so obvious???? Harry lives in constant confusion at the actions of the wizarding poplulas)

And since Lyndwurms are usually very sneaky looking that's where Harry gets the parseltounge ability, all the snakes think he has a weird growlly-growllish accent.

The wings flap like- alternately? (When the front ones go up the back ones go down and vice versa) And when they rub together fast it creates static electricity' otherwise his movements are just kinda floaty like a fairy fly, (which is a real thing, microscopic fly that basically swims thru air with it's giant fairy wings hence the name.)

This species of dragon mostly eats birds and fish and is a very good swimmer- Just picture like- an electric eel crossed with a dragonfly.

it is also very very extinct so everyone is confused in the beginning except Charlie the token dragon nerd who has read every dragon book ever.

He is also a pretty boy, because I said so. Harry deserves to be pretty. He has heterochromia? (Is it called that when it's just the hair?)

[writteninlunarlight-years]

Hello! I understand I keep asking for matchups, I just find them all entertaining and fun and know you might want more interesting things to write, but I got a new character for you to work with for Harry Potter and or Marauder Era. (If you choose to do both, I know you have a lot of requests). Anyways, enough of that, I’ll just get into the character.

Fandoms: Harry Potter and/or Marauder Era

Name: Peni Akari

Pronouns: She/Her

Sexuality: Straight

Appearance: She’s 5’5” with light, coppery red hair. She’s slim with very pale skin with freckles that cover her entire body. Her hair is long but it’s always held up in a neat and tight bun. She normally wears flowing knee-length skirts, flats, and ironed dress shirts. She wears glasses that rest perfectly on her nose and she has heterochromia: her right eye is a sapphire blue and the left is an accompanying green, but always wears a matching color to other so she looks “normal”.

MBTI: INTJ-T

Personality: She’s extremely punctual and intellectual. She always needs things to be perfect and in order, no funny business, nothing to mess up her plans. She incredibly intellectual but incredibly shy, though she has no qualms in pointing out if someone or something is wrong. Prefers to remain quiet and observe, using her assessments at a time in need. She cares deeply for those she loves and has no trouble in showing it when she’s comfortable. Has a rough time letting loose and having fun, she would prefer to learn more around her about anything than socialize, but she wouldn’t be opposed to coming to a compromise.

Likes: Loves reading and keeping her nose in a book, gaining any knowledge she can. Even though she spends most of her time educating herself, she enjoys the more simple things in life, to just appreciate what’s in front of you. She has a sweet tooth but it’s very specific, just like her: blueberry goods, danishes, Dundee cake, and matcha Swiss rolls.

Dislikes: Her heterochromia, she hates how that they can’t just be normal. She was teased relentless for it and her parents disapproving and deeming her as ‘almost perfect’. Her parents, always so expectant and needing her to be ‘the perfect daughter’. (Her habits continue because of them and she hates how they just won’t go away). Hates Blood Supremecy! She hates things not going to plan as she wants things to work out in her favor.

Extra Fun: As much as she hates goofing off, she slips in a small tease or joke every now and then, more so with the people is familiar with. She herself is an Animagus, a decent sized, fluffy red panda. She’s an only child and is a pure blood.

HOGWARTS EXTRAS-

House: Ravenclaw

(GE) Year in School: [Same age as the Golden Trio] 5th Year

Desired Wizarding Job: Interesting enough, an Auror. She wants to put all her knowledge, intellect, and magic efficiency to use. She might be small but she makes up for agility and quick wit and thinking.

Hope this is enough, I hope you have a good rest of your night/day!!!!

~~~~~ MATCHUPS ~~~~~

HARRY POTTER

Neville Longbottom

~~~~~ HEADCANONS ~~~~~

Neville always felt like an outcast, from his grandma having to take him in and heavily monitoring him to the kids at school and them looking at him oddly.

He never understood why he was in Gryffindor. He was not a courageous person and was far from being able to stand up for himself, let alone others.

However, by the time the second year rolled around, Neville felt a lot more confident in his abilities, at least friend-wise, and that was how he met you.

You got along great with Hermione, having many study nights together in the library.

When Neville started taking a passion for Herbology and Potions, he soon joined your study sessions.

You were initially content with Neville's presence because he was brilliant and diligent with his learning, but also cause there was a charm with his awkward personality.

You two clicked quickly, and when class wasn't in session, you and him were almost inseparable.

Your dorm mates would pick on you and say there had to be more between you two; however, being your logical, rational person, you expressed how girls and guys could be friends with no intimacy.

Your world came crashing down around you, though, in your sixth year, when not only did you realize you were smitten with the plant-loving boy, but Hermione, your ride-or-die and the perfect excuse for friends being friends, started to like Ron.

When you worked up the courage to confess to Neville you used studying as your mode to tell him your feelings.

You highlighted parts of your studying material for it to read out "will you go out with me"

Ironically, at the same time you were seeking to ask Neville to be more than a friend, Neville was in the same boat and made you an herb/floral arrangement that signified the blooming of something more.

~~~~~ BLURB ~~~~~

You had been couped up in the library for far too long. The regular Friday night study session was canceled due to the upcoming quidditch game tomorrow. The Gryffindor team had a last-minute practice out on the field, leaving you without Hermonie. Neville had canceled purely because he had promised Professor Sprout that he would tend to the greenhouses while she was on short leave.

You sighed and gathered your things, leaving your spot. You couldn't help but smile softly as you walked through the halls. Though you loved your family, the way they treated you was nothing like how these lovely castle walls did. You grew to find Hogwarts to be your home more than anywhere else. Not realizing where your feet guided you once back to being fully present, you stood before the door of one of the large greenhouses.

Neville always brightened up your day, though you have been trying to convince yourself that this growing need to see him at least once a day was due to your immense friendship, nothing more. As you entered the room, you found the boy hunched over his plants, ensuring they were adequately watered and trimmed. Clearing your throat, he stood up and offered you a show-stopping smile. Returning the gesture, you took refuge next to him before the pot. As you squatted there next to the boy, you couldn't help but feel at ease listening to him rant about this specific plant's properties.

~~~~~ EXTRA ~~~~~

( Today, you had the whole group in your usual study area working on your OWLs paperwork. Let's just say studying isn't for the weak)

Ron: Hermoine, I can't do this. It's over five pages long.

Hermione: Ron, I wrote eight pages in just two hours. How are you struggling with the bare minimum of five?

Harry: Yeah, Ron, it's pretty easy. I am on at least page three.

Peni: You may be on page three, but you have already misspelled the whole point of the essay four times and have four paragraphs talking about a property that doesn't even apply to this potion.

Ron: Bloody hell, do you have extended vision or something? How did you know that?

Neville: She's one of the smartest people in our school, Ron, next to Hermonie. Plus, Harry wrote all three pages with me last night, and I told her about them because he made me confused.

HARRY POTTER ( Maruders Era )

Remus Lupin

~~~~~ HEADCANONS ~~~~~

One thing Remus was known for in the quartet of friends was being the logical and smart one.

Remus was always buried in a book and didn't participate in the pranks or goofing off the others were in, too, unless it was to hatch a plan.

See, Remus was the mastermind of the operations in every way imaginable. He had the brains and intense knowledge to ensure all the pranks went smoothly.

You stumbled into the quiet Gryffindor one day due to a slight miss calculation on Sirius Black's part.

Though Remus had many pranks under a tight plan when the boys didn't follow the said plan, that was typically when they got in trouble; however, you just laughed off the joke.

Soon, due to your calm nature and intellect, you were also indocturned into the friend group, so Lily had some more girlfriends to help reign in the boy's mischief.

You were content being a quiet wallflower watching the boys do things they shouldn't, but something about how articulate and calculated Remus was in his planning was attractive.

When you and Lily had a girl's night in her dorm one evening, you both confessed your attraction to one of the boys in the group.

You two started to be masterful wingwomen. Lily accentuated your intelligence and knowledge, while you accentuated Lily's kindness and grace.

It's no lie that Remus took longer than James to crack. While James and Lily were off on dates, you and Remus were glued to each other reading books.

Honestly, Remus already assumed you two were dating and a couple because you were always glued to each other. He forgot he needed to actually verbalize this truth.

When you two finally had the talk and confessed, it was terrific for you two; however, to everyone else, nothing had changed.

~~~~~ BLURB ~~~~~

It was another day of taking refuge in the astronomy tower, listening to the boys talk about the next victims of their pranks. You were sitting with a book in hand, not giving them a hint of your attention. You only tuned in when Remus talked, taking in his sweet voice and intricate plans. Though he was book-smart and not one to join the antiques of his friends, he still had a mischievous side.

The next target was a group of Slytherins who were particularly hard on Sirius's brother after everything that happened in the Black family this last summer. James was fully on board, and Peter, well, he followed whatever the leader told him to do. As the plan came to fruition, you couldn't help but laugh at the disdain on Remus's face as they poorly repeated the plan he told them.

Once everything was in order, the three other boys left to collect their supplies while you and Remus continued your studies. It was sweet and calm, which wasn't normal when everyone was around. Flipping the page of your book you felt eyes boring on you, looking up Remus was staring at you with a slight smile on his face. You looked at him quizzically as he scooted over to you, taking claim of your lap with his head. Laughing gently, you guessed a small cat nap wouldn't hurt. Placing your hand in Remus's hair and stroking gently, you took your robes and bunched them up behind your head as a makeshift pillow. So sweet. So calm.

~~~~~ EXTRA ~~~~~

(You were having a picnic out by the black Lake when unexpected company arrived)

Remus: You always look so beautiful, my darling. Even just sitting there eating your small sandwiches, I am bewitched.

Peni: Oh, stop, you flatter me. You are going to make my face so red I turn into a Pompski

Remus: I think you would be one cute Pompski. Now come over here-

Sirius & James: (Runs to your location, severely out of breath) REMUS WE NEED HELP, PLEASE

Remus: Bloody hell, can I have five minutes away from you, blokes.

Sirius: No, of course not, but please help hide us. We failed the plan.

Peni: Not to question anyone's intelligence here, but James, don't you have an invisibility cloak?

Sirius & James: AHA YES!

[eggsaladsadmitches]

Random I dea I got and decided to go with it from reading crossovers of Harry Potter and Hazben Hotel. Harry Potter as Angel's pet pig, Fat Nuggets. (Story)

After killing Voldi-shorts, Harry's soul was too corroded away; the Horcruxe being attached for so long. With it being attached to the other's soul and taking it piece by piece as the years went by, it was only holding on in the end by a sliver of magic that was used up for that final spell. Since there was so little left of Harry's Soul and with Heaven being the way it was Harry went to hell. But not as a normal sinner. With his soul as small as it was when he died he went to hell looking like a common pet pig.

"It just had to be a pet." Was all Harry could think of as he laid in his old, rusty, dingy cage. As Harry was contemplating death and it's meaning two people walked into the dirty pet shop. One being really excited and the other looking as depressed as every other sinner in this hellhole (get it because it's hell... Ya I'll just continue). The excited one was a white skinned cyclops with: peach hair up in one pony pigtails with white highlights. Wearing a red, one sleeve crop top, a glove on one hand, red to black ripped pants, and a boot on one foot and a shoe on the other.

Meanwhile the depressed one was a white spider heterochromia irises, wearing a white and pink suit that shows off the bust, pink almost red gloves on the top set of arms,because of course they have two sets of arms, and black, thigh high, heel boots. With their top pair of arms crossed under their chest looking less enthusiastic as they went further in. "Come on Angel, you will definitely feel better once you find one."

"Cherri you were the one that wanted to come here not me." The mopey one stated in a tone that lacked any sort of emotion. This is what caught Harry's, usually sinners that stop by the store at least have anger or anything in their voice, but not this Angel person. As he watched them he noticed Angel got more closed off, uncomfortable. Wanting to get a better look at Angel Harry walked up closer to the front of the cage, from where he was laying on a blanket in the back of it. As soon as Harry stepped into the open Angel locked eyes with him.

Walking closer to the cage, Angel couldn't keep his eyes off the little nugget of a piglet in the cage. Smiling slightly Angel slowly put his hand close to the cage letting the little thing smell him. Harry sniffed for a few seconds before pressing up to Angel, he was the first to actually do this around him instead of opening the change and trying to just grab him. Harry decided right then that this demon would be his, even though it should be the other way around, it isn't to Harry. You see since Harry as a kid didn't get a lot of things to be his, he got attached quickly and when he did he got protective.

So when Angel was about to back out and leave the little piglet, it gave his the biggest doggie eyes and started to whine. Not being able to handle it Angel opens the cage and grabs the little guy. As he walks up to the cacher Harry gets settled in his spot happy to be taken with his Angel.

It was after finding out why his Angel was so depressed that he really wished he could change forms. With his magic working slowly on his soul, all he could do was keep him company in their tiny apartment. After a few years of staying with Angel they soon moved to the Hazben Hotel. Harry really liked living there, his Angel was happier than before even though he still worked for Val, he has more friends to help him before.

Harry especially likes Husker, even though he can be a bit rude sometimes, it was just a part of his person. Harry could tell that his Angel likes Husker a lot too, and that just gets his Angel even more happy. They did have a rough beginning but they made up and got even closer, with Husker even helping his Angel when Val went too far. But that all came crashing down when Charlie decided to fight the extermination.

Harry would have been good with watching his Angel be a bad ass if it wasn't for Adam trying to hurt his Angel, neither did his magic. "NUGGET!!" Was all that was heard from Angel, as everyone watched Angel's pet demon pig jump in front of Adom, who was about to hit Angel. As a blinding light cone from the hit, all that was heard was, "You do not get to hurt my Angel Dust, You Piece of Shit!" Once the light disappeared, everyone stood frozen as a dark skinned man with a white spot on his right eye, black iris with no pupils. He had pink and black hair with two pig ears jumbled around with messey but clearly fluffy hair. The man was wearing an outfit like this (not mine, props to the original owner):

On his shoulders you can see black eyes that go from front to right above the chest and goes to the middle of his back just below his neck. Instead of boots he has legs like Stolas from Helluva Boss but instead of bird feet he has hooves. With a trail swishing back and forth in anger this guy is holding Adam's hand with his own spiked hand (It's on the front not the palm of the hand) (*me* I'm thinking of drawing him, just be noted if I do it will be in pencil)

"What the fuck are you supposed to be and how the hell did you stop that you little bitch!" Was what snapped everyone out of their trace as they watched this guy that was once where nugget was face to face with Adan holding him off. "That is not important, what is though is that you were about to hurt MY Angel Dust and now you need to pay" The guy said before punching Adam and pushing him back at the same time. Everyone watched while fighting as Adam tried to fight off this guy who just constantly deflected him with an invisible forcefield around him, but constantly getting a hit on him.

For a little bit Adam shocked the guy off and went after Charlie only for Lucifer to save her. As Adam was distracted by Lucifer he didn't notice the pig demon creeping up behind him till it was too late. Adam was hit twice from the front t and the back not getting to do much besides falling to the ground in shock and pain. Everyone was watching the man that was standing beside Adam looking at him with disgust. Once he looked up he got a glimpse of everyone but his eyes narrowed on Angel who was standing between Husker and Charlie.

Sprinting right into Angel the man started to ramble, "Hi, did I do good, are you ok, it's so nice to finally talk to you, did you see me, did I do good, ect." And he continued with things along those lines looking like an excited puppy. It took a second for it to click to Angel just who this was. Putting a finger to his mouth effectively, which made him quiet as he looked in Angel's eyes with such happiness, Angel asked something that shocked some people, "Nugget?" At the nodd Angel hugged his once pet pig that had been with him for a long while.

It wasn't until later, after rebuilding Hazben Hotel that everyone was looking at Nugget again, since no one asked for his real name. "How were you a demon pig, but now a demon pig thing." The one to ask this was Husker who was getting annoyed by the man that would basically hang off him when Angel wasn't available. "Hm. Oh because my soul was healing." That got even more questions that he answered/guessed what happened. There was one question that slightly shocked a few of the occupants of the Hotel, "Why do you hang off Husker when Angel's busy?" His answer was, "Because he's my Husker and I like him, also he makes my Angel happy and helps him" his response made most of laugh at him while Husker looked annoyed and shocked at the same time.

[disorganizedkitten]

This Is The Road To Ruin Chapter One

Harry Potter | 2022 | 6,362 | Ao3 | Masterlist | Next

And We're Starting At The End Magic is real. That's probably supposed to be the most important bit, here, but to Eden's kids that doesn't mean much. There are a lot of magical children without families, just as there are even more nonmagical children without them. Eden's takes them both and tells them to get along, it's probably just genetics. The actual important bit is this: Harry Doe gets his Hogwarts letter on July 24th, 1991. For someone who's birthday is November 11th, 1980, that's a touch odd, but whatever. For someone whose magic doesn't work quite right, that's more odd, but he knows better than to look a gift horse in the mouth. Adapting to a largely new culture, making friends, and spontaneously bleeding whenever he's around a specific professor? Yeah, so there's a Reason Florine didn't think he'd make it to Hogwarts. Still, he's gonna make the best of it; even if that means ignoring That Weird Potter Kid, befriending the Obviously Raised By A Serial Killer Dormmate, and joining a conspiracy labelled 'blue and yellow make green for a reason, children'.

24/7/91

 Harry got his Hogwarts letter today! He was so happy about it. I am too. We haven’t been able to tell Clemencia yet, but everyone else knows. Aletris is already teasing him about his future house, although Hana’s reactions make me think he’s not remembering them right. Or maybe she’s just teasing; I don’t remember them either. They’re not important, so long as he makes friends and feels comfortable.

 Ravenclaw is the perfect place for the girls, so I can only hope Harry goes to one perfect for him.

 ... don’t tell Harry, but I was a little worried he wouldn’t get one. And it’s a year early, that worries me. We’re not going to edit the birth certificate, but if magic reads his birthday as before September first, that opens a whole new set of opportunities for his birth family. I don’t want them to find him, but we’ve had this conversation before.

 I was worried that his shapeshifting was going to be like Tansy’s smoke, a sign that something was supremely wrong and the wizarding world didn’t want him either.

I might be jealous, but only a little bit. I don’t want to know what would’ve happened if they were successful.

 Anyway, we’re picking up Clem first thing tomorrow morning, and heading off to Diagon Alley! Hana says that she has most of the third year booklist too, so we can get their supplies all at once, and send someone for the final things in August. Aletris-

***

 Minerva McGonagall, Transfiguration Professor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, hummed as she looked at the unfortunately familiar building. Eden’s was painted on the little picket sign in the front yard, with a tree curving up over the word and an apple leaf instead of an apostrophe. Despite the sadness implicit in this place, she forced her thoughts to warm, considering the letter in her pocket.

 It was a familiar name, which made the trek to this place simultaneously more and less depressing.

 She entered the gate, looking warmly over the well-used yard. There were kids playing in a sprinkler on one side, and she waved when one of them caught her eye. That set off a chain reaction of kids waving, which made Minerva smile. How cute.

 She rapped sharply on the door, as was her custom, and was let in by the Matron of this not-orphanage. Minerva had called it an orphanage once and was promptly treated to a lecture about how orphanages were dead.

 “Hey,” she said with an easy smile. Mrs. Konstantina Calmiris was also a widow, and Minerva was relatively sure they had almost been in the same year, or would have been had Konstantina had magic. She was stout and kind, with graying blonde hair and blue/hazel heterochromia. As Minerva had heard it, Mrs. Calmiris had started the group home out of a severe case of empty-nester’s syndrome after her child had run off to the circus with her full approval.

 She also, oddly enough, had quite the knowledge of magic. Minerva had considered sending an Obliviator after her, but decided that it was justified as Mrs. Calmiris was essentially the single parent of fifteen kids. And with the number of muggleborns Minerva had delivered letters to either in this building or who had come back to this building at some point in summer, obliviating her would have been more work than it was worth anyway.

 “Good Morning, Mrs. Calmiris,” Minerva returned, just as warmly.

 “Is that Professor McGonagall?”

 Mrs. Calmiris grinned impishly and shouted down the hallway. “Yes, actually!”

 There was an excited yell, and one of her sixth-year lions came scrambling out of the drawing room. Jeanette Scott. “Awesome! Professor, I had a question about the Fawcett principle; it said in chapter seven that all transfigurations are finite and will fade, depending on the amount of magic put into it, right? But then what about magically transfigured houses? By all accounts they should fall, making it a completely illegal and unsafe building practice!”

 “The key to that, Miss Scott, is the materials. If you transfigured the shape of wood, but not the amount, the transfiguration doesn’t fade because there’s no extra energy there. The same cannot be said of turning your teacup into a kitten; not only do you change the mass, you change the properties.”

 “Huh,” Scott said. “Thanks, Professor. Are you here for Harry?”

 “Likely,” Minerva hummed. “Harry Doe?”

 “That’s the one. I’ll go get him.” Jeanette ducked outside.

 Mrs. Calmiris led her to the same office she had used every other time – Konstantina didn’t allow strangers, especially adults, into her children’s rooms, ever. It had been a fight the first time Minerva came to Eden’s, nine years ago.

 Minerva took her seat with grace. They existed in silence, Konstantina digging through her papers from behind her desk. “July thirty-first,” she murmured, nose in her pocket calendar.

 Minerva hummed inquiringly.

 Konstantina glanced up and shot her a tight smile, before putting a note in one of her many, many files. “You deliver letters exactly a week before birthdays, correct?”

 “Yes,” Minerva agreed.

 There was a knock on the door, and then a child popped their head in. “Jeanie said I was needed, Tanti?”

 “Yeah, come on in, Hawthorne.”

 Hadn’t they said Harry?

 He came in all the way and closed the door; after a quick glance at the other chair in the office, he hopped onto a clear corner of the desk instead. Minerva tried in vain to smother her smile as he looked at her, feet kicking. He was surprisingly pale for a child so late in summer, with just the touches of a sunburn across his nose and arms, wet, dark hair plastered to his forehead, and slightly disturbing eyes. They were bright green, as though someone had caught the killing curse in marbles and stuck them in. There was a pang of sadness as she pushed away a niggling sense of recognition; there had been too many orphans made of the last war, orphans whose parents she’d taught or fought with personally.

 “Are you Mr. H. Doe, of the Mint Room?”

 “Yep. Hawthorne Doe, nice to meet you.”

 “You as well,” she said warmly. As likely as it was that he already knew of magic, she still looked forward to explaining. “I’m Professor McGonagall, of Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry.”

 As she spoke, a look of excited awe dawned over Doe’s face. “Is this- do you- I thought not until next year?”

 And oh, Minerva realized with a pang. The poor child didn’t even know his own birthday. “No, Mr. Doe. We’d love to see you on September first.” She offered the letter, green ink glimmering in the office’s light.

 He took it reverently, smoothing out the folds gently. “You’re sure I’m supposed to go?"

 “The magic is never wrong, Mr. Doe. You’re part of the 1991 intake.”

 She watched happily as a smile slid over his face, and he turned to look at Mrs. Calmiris. “Can I go tell the others?”

 “Pack your bag for the weekend, and I’ll take you over.”

 His smile managed to get brighter. “Thank you! And you, Professor!” he added, turning to her. “Do I need to pen a formal acceptance?”

 “Merely say you’ll be there on September first, Mr. Doe, and it’ll be official.”

 He nodded. “I’m absolutely going to be at Hogwarts September first.”

 “Good, now, before I let you go-“ she made sure to stress the statute of secrecy, knowing it would likely be ignored anyway and not caring as much as she likely should, and also handed him a card for the Hogwarts Stipend. “Present this to the Goblins at Gringotts, and it should cover most if not all of your supplies.”

 Mrs. Calmiris didn’t even try to argue this time; the first few, she had, because apparently the muggle government gave her a stipend per child that she would gladly use to cover the expenses, but Minerva had talked her into it the second summer, after Konstantina had met her fuming about the home that one of her kids had been in for the first half of the summer. Minerva convinced her that even if she covered their expenses while she watched them, the money could be put into savings accounts and be there for an emergency, or, if all went well, be used to buy friends Christmas presents. 

***

 Tanti, as Mrs. Calmiris preferred her kids to call her (because it sounded like tante and Mrs. Calmiris was nothing if not in love with languages) was the best, for a multitude of reasons, but the most common one was that she got it. She’d had many kids throughout her years, and she understood and noticed that some of them got more attached than others did. She put in the work to make sure that they stayed in contact, if not outright together, which had been Harry’s saving grace when he was seven. Jacinta had moved out as soon as she was eighteen, moving in with Aletris and Florine instead. As she’d raised him up until that point, it was a big change. He shuddered to think of how bad his abandonment issues would be if he hadn’t been allowed to visit.

 Tanti made him promise to have one of them call her if he wasn’t coming home tomorrow night (he kindly didn’t tell her that this apartment was more home than Eden’s nowadays) before leaving him at the bottom of their building, secure in the knowledge that he’d be okay.

 With his siblings, what else could he be? He made his way upstairs to their apartment, and opened the door with a grin, catching sight of his favorite sister right away.

“Jacinta! Guys, guess what?”

 “Celosia’s food arrived?” Jacinta asked, only half serious. Or so Harry hoped. She was reading A Dramatic Retelling Of The Midnight Ride , the cover done mostly in bright blues and yellows reminiscent of a Van Gogh painting.

 "Not yet," Harry said, kicking the door closed and dropping his suitcase in the tiny entryway. "Are you running low?"

 He hoped not, but he couldn't remember the last time they had gotten food. He could talk them into swinging by the pet store when they go to Diagon Alley, though.

 "No," Jacinta said. "He's just whiny."

 Harry ducked his head, hiding a fond smile she wouldn’t see anyway, and darted into the little living room.

 The Garden Apartment was small, with only two bedrooms, one bath, and a kitchen-dining-living room that bled together. It could, generously, be called an open floor plan, with the kitchen and dining room each taking up a quarter of the floor, separated by a counter, while the other half had stained beige carpet and was their living room, denoted by the blue tie-dye sofa and large, glass windows. And the snake cage, with a heavy heat lamp and brightly colored serpent inside. "Celosia!"

 "Two-leaf!" The snake said, rearing up happily. "Smoke-nestmate is a wonderful hunter, you should let her teach you!"

  "She is," Harry agreed, a little uncomfortable. Florine's 'hunting' was… not something they talked about. "How are you?" He reached down, and Celosia wrapped around his wrist.

  Celosia began to regale him with tales of sneaking around the kitchen to try and eat a raw egg without Aletris catching him.

 Celosia was a blue coral snake, scales done primarily in dark blue, but with a pillar box red head and tail, and two light blue stripes connecting them.

 Harry carried Celosia over and leaned on Jacinta's back. "You didn't guess my news."

 Jacinta went stiff for half a second. Harry pressed harder into her side. Jacinta took a deep breath, and when she spoke next it was a little warmer, a little more excited. "Are you going to Hogwarts?"

 "I'm going to Hogwarts!" Harry agreed, vibrating.

 She leaned back into him, catching his head in a one-armed hug. "I'm proud of you."

 "Thank you," Harry said softly. "Do you know where the others are?"

 She nodded, twisting off her chair. "Aletris and Tansy are shopping, Clem's at work, and Hana's been practicing for her marathon. Clemsr's still with the Gibsons, so she won't be here for dinner but I'll get Hana."

 Jacinta Pérez was an odd woman, but Harry wouldn't trade her for the world. Aside from her latent ability to locate her family, she was also an absolute flower nerd - specifically, their meanings. Thus, everyone but Harry had a matching nickname, and his wasn't flower related only because Jacinta had been able to give him a flower as his legal name.

 Hawthorns were a flower of love and protection. Tansys were violent, a declaration of war . Edelweiss was for courage, devotion and loyalty. Salvia for connections, thinking of you. Heliotrope for ambition, Cornflower a good luck charm.

 (Harry meant ruler. Florine meant flower. Aletris meant corn grinder. Jacinta for beautiful, drawn from the Greek Hyacinth. Hana meant happiness, drawn from another flower. Clemencia meant merciful.)  

 "Well," Jacinta said, letting him bring her to the living room. "Tell me all about it!"

 He grinned, sat down beside her, and started talking.

 ***

 "Florine!"

 "Why is there screaming?" His eldest sister asked, half-materializing in the kitchen. The smoke of her form moved back and forth over brown skin, solidifying into groceries every time more wrapped around her hand. Florine Dupont and Jacinta Peréz could easily be mistaken for biological siblings, something they’d taken advantage of many times; both had brown skin and dark hair; black in Florine’s case, and brown in Jacinta’s. Florine’s eyes were hazel, when they weren’t a surprisingly demonic white.

 "Harry reached a milestone ," Jacinta sung proudly, leisurely following his mad dash to the kitchen.

 Harry slammed into her middle, not minding the freezing mist that danced around them both. "I'm going to Hogwarts!"

 "You're- Harry that's great!" There was a clatter as she dropped the rest of the groceries and scooped him up. There was the vicious feeling of too-hot too-cold not-there and then they were in the living room and she was cupping his face, brown eyes jubilant. Harry grinned back at her.

 "I know!"

 There were things they didn't talk about with the other witches in the family, like the fact that neither of their magic worked quite right. Harry hadn't expected a letter, even though Jacinta told him to keep his hopes up. (He told himself he would be okay if it never came, but he'd been dreading next summer - dreading the confirmation he was a freak, even among magicals.)

 Hot-cold fingers brushed away the tears he hadn't noticed were welling up. "You're going to be amazing," she murmured softly.

 "They're going to think I'm weird," he whispered back.

 "Pity them," Florine said seriously. "If they're so closed minded to care, they're not worth it anyway."

 He nodded, and dangit, he wasn't supposed to cry, this is a good thing, it's just-

 It's just-

 (Jacinta never said she was magical, but Harry will eat his own hand if Seeing isn't a magical gift. Florine has always been magical but people are scared of her, call her a monster, a killer, and they're not wrong. Harry was magical from the moment they met him, a screaming child who couldn't stop changing his face, his limbs, who made Jacinta taste blood the first time she held him.)

 (Hana and Clemencia never talk about that, never get odd, awed or disgusted looks just from using their magic.)

 It's just a lot.

 Florine kept brushing away his tears as they came faster, to the background noise of Jacinta putting away groceries.

 He's going to Hogwarts.

 He's going to Hogwarts!

 It feels surreal. 

***

 Aletris didn't trip on the bags at the door only due to his wonderful ability to walk blind. He stepped over and took in the scene in moments. Jacinta was putting away groceries, singing louder than usual. Florine was in the living room, for a given value of in, considering the amount of smoke bleeding off her into the air, wrapped around with Hawthorne.

 He left them to it, instead helping Jacinta. She didn't look at him for long, but she greeted him by bumping into him. He bumped back, and when her singing stuttered a few minutes later, started a new beat.

 She sang along.

***

 Clemencia grabbed for the nearest hand, looking in horror at the crowded interior of the Leaky Cauldron. How the heck did it manage to get more crowded than when booklists came?

 "Looks like we're aiming to be done before lunch," Aletris said, on the other side of Harry. Florine was after him, fingers curled into his sleeve, with Jacinta looped tightly at the elbow and keeping up a running commentary in Sign Language. Hana brought up the rear, wand in her teeth. She wasn't hanging on yet.

 Clemencia groaned.

 Hana shook her head. "Just- let's do this fast."

 Clemencia took off through the crowd to the back alley. The tavern was hidden with repelling charms, strong enough that Aletris always closed his eyes and let them guide him in to avoid a debilitating headache. Once inside, the entrance to the actual shopping district was down a dingy hallway, back outside to a group of rubbish bins and a blank brick wall. She wasn't sure why there were so many layers of concealment on the shopping district, but it did give her a chance to stop and look back at her littlest brother. "Ready for this, Haz?"

 Harry nodded at her.

 She slipped her wand out of the pocket she'd sewn into her sleeve, and reached up to tap the proper brick. Edge of the gray rubbish bin, five up, seven left, and a double tap.

***

 Harry gasped. It wasn't… it wasn't a new sight, not really, but somehow it felt like one.

 Maybe because this was the first time he was going as a student.

 Usually by now one of them had pushed forward, but it seemed everyone was waiting for Harry to lead the way. He didn’t move. The alley was bright and casually magical, with storefronts whose letters moved and displays that flickered with enchantments to mimic screens; the people were a hodgepodge of not-quite-Victorian dress and robes, with various headwear that Harry found himself cooing over and side-eyeing in turns.

 And yet, despite the familiar sight, despite the support at his back, he wasn’t moving. Someone slipped their hand back into his, squeezing. Harry closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He squeezed Florine’s hand in return, and then glanced up at her. “Can we skip the threshold?”

 “Sure.”

 There was the uncomfortable feeling of his skin ripping apart, the rush of tripping into snow or a cold river, of standing too close to a fire, frostbite and freezer burn, and then he inhaled sharply as his lungs reformed. Florine had reformed them in the same positions, so Harry tugged her arm up so he could spin in and curl up; Aletris' swing dancing lessons had been passed on and reappropriated. She moved with him, pressing him to her side.

 "Come on," Jacinta said from behind, skittering her fingers up his shoulder blade. "Your friends are waiting."

 And, like he always had and always would, Harry believed her.

 He shifted so he wasn't leaning quite so much weight onto Florine's side, and as a unit, they stepped forward.

***

 "It wasn't this crowded last time," Harry said, looking at the lines inside the bank apprehensively. Jacinta had linked elbows with him as they climbed the stairs, and was now building a twelve string leaf pattern bookmark.

 "No, it wasn't," Clemencia agreed, eyeing the crowds both inside and out with distaste. “We usually come early so we avoid the letters crowd, I wonder what’s going on?”

 “I haven’t seen signs for any sales or book signings,” Hana said. “Maybe it’s a holiday?”

 “I don’t remember any holidays in July, but I guess it’s possible.”

 “Wasn’t there something about celebrating some famous kid’s birthday last year?” Aletris asked.

 Hana hummed. “That’s possible, if ridiculous.” She leaned forward and hugged Aletris, before opening one of the large doors for her family. Florine didn’t try to enter this time, just squeezed Harry’s hand before stepping back, fully solid. Aletris stayed out with her. Harry watched as the Goblin Guard’s dark eyes followed Florine until she was off their property, which began at the large marble steps.

 Jacinta led them to a line, still focusing on her bookmark.

 Harry leaned into her side and looked around. This wasn’t the first time he’d visited Gringotts Wizarding Bank (and every time he wondered at the name; the bank was run by Goblins, so why was it called the wizarding bank? Is there another branch for Centaurs and Werewolves? He’d been trying to find Gringotts Muggling Bank for three years and thus far had failed miserably) but Harry still found the architecture awe-inspiring. It felt like stepping into an ancient cathedral, the ones that featured in books on Renaissance art and stained glass history, if cathedrals were done out of brilliant white stone instead of deep wood.

 There were golden arches and inlays, patterned in such a way that Harry was sure they were some sort of hieroglyph, a tall domed ceiling, and no visible light fixtures. The desks lined the walls closest to the door, leaving the open floor for wizards to stand in twisty lines and walk around each other.

 Sadly, there weren’t any stained glass inlays. Harry didn’t know much about wizarding history, but he’s sure that anything important enough to become a stained glass window would be fascinating.

 Hana and Clem had moved on in conversation, talking about book lists and wondering if this year would be the year they’d get a decent Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. Harry enjoyed people watching instead.

 Some of the wixen were polite to the Goblins, some were sneering, some looked annoyed, and then there were the ones that looked scared. Harry couldn’t blame them that much; Goblins had little, dark eyes like guinea pigs, shark sharp teeth, and leathery, komodo dragon skin; if komodo dragons came in brown and gold. All in all, they were intimidating when you first met them, but it hadn’t taken Harry long to realize they were pretty chill. Loved money, loved weapons, loved to see who could make more interesting threats (Harry had gotten a lot of points for ‘by the time I’m done you won’t have enough soul to reincarnate into a flobberworm’, which he was quite proud of. Even if he hadn’t known until then that souls were real, and could be affected by magic), didn’t like people, and didn’t like threats to their safety.

 Hence why Florine had a permanent ban, despite never even misting inside the building. Apparently they could recognize what she was, and didn’t want to risk that in their tunnels.

 And even then, they hadn’t been horrible, once they got past the whole ‘ax at her throat bit’. (The ax did not survive the encounter. Florine did.)

 Aletris called it Orange-Blue Morality. Florine said Black-White Morality was boring anyway.

 “But are you sure he’ll still be using Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them?” Hana said. “The upper years keep expecting him to die over the summer, we might not even get Kettleburn.”

 Textbook lists often didn't go out until August, or at the very least later in July, which led to a mob nearly as bad as Boxing Day sales caused. The Ravenclaws had teamed up to ensure they could go shopping whenever (not very many of them liked crowds, which Hawthorne could understand) by talking to upper years and the teachers. Except for Defense Against the Dark Arts, they had a margin of 89% success for getting the right books by passing down old booklists, and that was just because no DADA teacher seemed capable of staying more than a year.

 “That one’s on my list,” Harry said.

 His sisters turned to look at him, then shot each other questioning looks. “Really?” Clem said. “I wonder who’d be using it.”

 “Isn’t DADA supposed to cover creatures at some point?” Hana asked.

 “Oh thank goodness, we will have a good teacher this year.”

 Harry stifled his giggles, glancing at them in open adoration.

 Clemencia Doe was a thirteen year old witch, with white skin and Robin's-egg-blue tips dyed through her short black hair. Her eyes were also blue, although they were river-dark and could easily be mistaken for hazel. She was older of the 'twins', and had a tendency to force situations to work out in her favor, no matter how unusual or unlikely.

 Hana Griffiths was younger by four months and not afraid to start a fight. Her best friend outside of the Garden was a Hufflepuff, which explained a lot. She too was white, with dark brown hair she kept longer than her sister's, at mid-bicep. Currently it was loose, brushing her shoulder blades. Hana's eyes were also blue, but a much brighter, clearer shade.

 Jacinta, turning twenty-one in two months, was eight years older, with fathomless black eyes that would glow blue when Something Was Happening, brown skin, and darker brown hair, cut to her elbows. Playing with it was another of her coping methods, as was letting her siblings do the same.

 Then of course, there was Harry himself. He could whine about how there were no mirrors in Gringotts, but he didn’t need a mirror to know exactly what he looked like at any given point. Harry’s… abnormality was that he could shapeshift. He had a form for each of his siblings, whenever he wanted to feel biologically theirs, and he had his own face. Black hair that curled, pale skin, and bright green eyes. Long fingers, a flat nose, none of Aletris’ freckles or Jacinta’s moles. Although he’d dimmed his eyes today, from smooth greensnake to a muted swamp that made him look more like Clemencia.

 Clemencia and he still looked like biological siblings when he was himself, and sometimes he imagined they’d have been cousins had their parents not died.

 They were still debating whether or not it was worth it to go off last year’s third-year booklist when they reached a teller. Like most tellers at Gringotts, he was a Goblin. It was a Goblin run bank, so it made sense that Human employees were few and far between.

 "We have three for the Hogwarts vault," Hana said, looking up. Despite Goblins being short, they set up their desks tall enough they could look down on most, if not all wizards. The teller sneered down at her.

 "Keys?"

 They handed their key cards over together, and after a moment of silent inspection, were told everything was 'in order'. The teller called over another Goblin, ("Griphook!") and Jacinta unhooked her elbows and waved them off with a kiss each.

 "And you?" The Goblin asked.

 Harry didn’t hear Jacinta’s response, but having stayed with her the last two years he knew she had just silently offered up her own key.

 “Boneclaw! Take Ms. Rosier to her vault.”

 He pretended the tick in his jaw was because he was going into the tunnel system for the first time. Which, to be fair, he was a little nervous. Aletris had gladly stayed out with Florine after saying the carts put him off rollercoasters forever.

 On the other hand, Clemencia said it was the most fun of any Diagon trip.

 They ended up piling into a minecart, of all things, and setting off down a set of dark railroad tracks.

 It was terrifying, and fun. Harry was absolutely joining Clemencia's camp.

 Unlike the glowing marble in the main room, the tunnels were lit with lanterns that became orange blurs as the cart picked up speed, pointing downhill. Harry forced himself to look as well as he could, keeping track of their turns just because he could. Many of the turns were jerky, or fake-outs, which were terrifying, and he wasn’t sure if Hana would be able to hear when they finished.

 The tunnels, too, were rough-hewn and in some places it looked more like they were going through wide, dark caverns, full of stalagmites and stalactites and some things that looked like actual jewels. Did the goblins use these tunnels as a proper mine? Did they have canaries?

…was there a spell to use so they wouldn’t need a canary to ensure the mine was safe?

 Harry was still wondering about that when they reached the Hogwarts Vault. Harry had to lean on his sister because his legs were shaky, which was ridiculous because he hadn’t even used them!

 Bodies are weird.

 “How do you remember which is a stalactite versus a stalagmite?” He asked, watching Griphook stroke a finger down the side of the vault door frame.

 It was Hana who answered. “There’s a rhyme. I think it’s… the ones on the ceiling have to hold tight so they don’t touch the floor, and the ones on the ground might reach the ceiling?"

 “That sounds right,” Clemencia agreed. “I learned it as stalactites have a C for ceiling, and Stalagmites have a G for ground.”

 The door shuddered, and then melted away. That looked so cool. Harry wondered if they taught that to the other bankers, because he definitely wanted to learn.

 “Come on,” Clem said, leading the way. “I want to stay for dinner.”

 Harry frowned, but stood up and followed. Clemencia’s current foster family had a curfew, which was fine, and logical, except it was eight in the evening and meant Clemencia barely got to spend time with them.

 The vault was tidy, a room carved from stone with layers and layers of little bags hanging from hooks along the walls. They looked like red velvet, with little golden drawstrings. Hana grabbed one for both of them before dropping cross-legged on the floor to ‘key’ it.

 Harry fiddled with his, watching as she used her wand to make her finger bleed, before smearing it down the drawstring. The rope didn’t glow, as he half-expected it to; instead, Hana’s blood flashed spring green before vanishing.

 “Do you want help with yours?” Hana asked. Harry caught a flash of blue out of the corner of his eye and knew Clemencia had done the same thing.

 “What does it do?” He asked, even as he held out his hand for her to poke.

 “It’s a blood based enchantment, makes it so no one else can open it.”

 Harry paused. “Maybe I shouldn’t.”

 Hana opened her mouth, but something in his face made her think twice. She murmured a quick spell to heal both their fingers, and handed him hers. “Here, shift and see if you can get in.”

 Two years ago, Jacinta had taken a pre-med class and part of it was learning how to test blood types. Harry’s had changed based on how deeply he shifted into someone else - and, once he’d learned how to do it to just his blood, as he chose.

 He didn’t normally think too deeply about it, just accepted that it took more work to shift into a deep copy of Aletris than it did any of his sisters. He wasn’t sure why, considering it took more shifting of organs to truly copy any of them, but more often coloring was enough so it wasn’t like it bothered him.

 Harry closed his eyes, felt the change wash over him like a wave of warmth, settling into the feel of Hana Griffiths. Hana felt like sunburns, like standing in a windy meadow and knowing it won’t last. She smelled like vanilla flowers and heliotrope, the same thing Jacinta Saw but could never explain. He felt his hair lengthen and smooth, the weight falling differently. He felt his organs rearrange, his limbs grow. When he pulled, the bag opened halfway before stopping.

 He handed it back to her. Clem stopped beside them, looking down in concern. “Everything okay?”

 “I’m scared it’ll lock on me,” Harry admitted, falling into his ‘default’ skin in a rush of relaxing muscles and cracking bones. He didn’t like growing his limbs, it always left him awkward and uncoordinated,

 The vaguely painful heat on his skin faded, the damp smell of the cavern replacing immaterial winds and flowers.

 “Just do it as yourself,” Clem said warmly. “You’re you, Harry, no matter what your face looks like or your blood reads. And if it does mess with it, just use your own face.” Clemencia wasn’t a seer, but sometimes it seemed like the universe answered to her, instead of the other way around. Thus, he believed her.

 He grinned up at Clemencia, and closed his eyes, making sure he was himself, completely comfortable in his skin. It felt like flopping into bed, comfortable and safe, warm and unequivocally his.

 Hawthorne Doe was a ten year old with glowing eyes and skin that didn’t break, he could talk to snakes and steal faces like a fae left behind. He was young and hopeful and loved with his whole soul, he had nightmares that felt more like memories and he was raised by traumatized pre-teens. He was an orphan and despite that fact had a family he would fight for. His magic smelled like lightning and cold metal, felt like granite and silk.

 When he opened his eyes, they were glowing bright enough he could see light reflected on the backs of his hands.

 He reached out, let Hana cut his finger and keyed himself into the bag before shifting his skin back over the cut, healing it prematurely. Clemencia helped them both up, before leading them out and to the minecart.

 The ride back up was just as fast, even without gravity adding momentum. Harry hid his face in Hana’s back because the air was cold, and he wanted to.

 They quite literally stumbled back into the light, not taking nearly enough time to readjust their eyes, and ducked outside to wait on the steps for Jacinta. The sunlight on the marble hurt, especially since they’d just been underground instead of in the equally-bright lobby.

 Jacinta was already outside, sitting a few stairs below the Goblin guards and drawing, singing under her breath. Harry flopped down beside her, leaned into her side as he absently shifted. His second favorite form was the one that looked like her biological brother, with brown skin and shorter, fluffier hair, although he never tried to match her eyes. His own were plenty unusual, thank you.

 “Just a second,” she hummed, leaning back into him. “Where to first?”

 Clemencia grimaced, looking out at the crowds that had not lightened in the slightest. Harry had never seen the alley this crowded. “It looks like there’s less people around the offshoots, maybe it’d be best to duck to Knockturn first.”

 “You just want your books,” Hana accused lightheartedly.

 Her sister stuck her tongue out, leaning heavily on her. “Or maybe I want to convert Harry to the side of antique books.”

 “I’d read them if I weren’t afraid of them falling apart in my hands!”

  “Sure.”

 “What’s on your list, Hawthorne?” Jacinta asked softly. Harry pulled it out of his bag, and spread it on his knee.

 The supply list was separated into three easy sections; Uniform, Books, and Other Supplies.

 “Three ‘plain work robes’ in black, a black hat, probably the cliche one some of them-” he gestured to the throng below, “-are wearing. Protective gloves?”

 “For herbology,” Clemencia said. “Lots of magical plants are worse than poison ivy and stinging nettles. And that’s without touching anything with thorns or teeth.”

 Harry stared. “The plants have teeth?”  

 “Sometimes.”

 How had he not heard of this yet? Were they going to get a biting plant for the apartment? …actually, that didn’t sound like such a terrible idea.

 “Anything else?” Jacinta asked distractedly. She was hunched over her drawing, adding more details to someone’s hair.

 “A winter cloak. And nametags, but I’m not sure if those’ll be here.”

 She hummed.

 “Then there’s books, a wand, a pewter cauldron, glass phials, an 'astronomy starter's set', brass scales, and a pet. Cat, toad, or owl.”

 “You can probably sneak Celosia in,” Clemencia said. “One of my yearmates said he was gonna get a tarantula this year, and I know an upper year with a pet rat, plus the four prefects with ferrets. I’m sure nobody will care so long as he behaves himself.”

 “Celosia always behaves himself,” Harry said, mock-indignantly. “Do we need our own Potions ingredients?”

 “If you want to practice outside of class, yes, but wait till we get there. If you decide extra practice is good we’ll hook you up with the smugglers,” Hana said.

 “They’re almost here,” Jacinta said.

 “It might be worth getting your wand first,” Clemencia offered, leaning bracingly on his shoulder. “That’s- that’s a pretty great feeling.”

 Harry’s answer was cut off by a familiar voice shouting. “Harry! Heliotrope! Salvia! Cornflower!”

 “Over here!” Clem called back, jumping up to wave like a maniac.

 Harry didn’t look up, but he wondered if Florine had dissolved. She could carry most of them when she discorporated to travel, but Aletris always had bad reactions. She’d have to either leave him behind or run loops, if she did.

 Jacinta was drawing what looked like a framed photograph, one of the ones with an ornate, oddly shaped frame. It almost looked like a Victorian standing mirror, with the sheen over some of the faces and the curls and spires at the top.

 He finally looked up when Hana yelled too.

 “Tansy!”

 Florine did flicker then, just dust for the last few steps. “Ready to go?”

 Harry smiled widely up at her, ignoring that they hadn’t actually picked a destination. “Absolutely! Where are we going?”

 She and Aletris shared a look that screamed conspirator, and she offered him her hand, palm up. Celosia, curled around her wrist, looked up and scented him. “Want to go and see the magic snakes?”

 The answer was, obviously, absolutely.

[justsomerandomfanfic]

hi! i‘m not sure if you are still taking match up requests, but i read your HP works, and I REALLY hope that you do ahahaha

if so, could i request a romantic match up for HP (preferably, marauders era, but any, really). i go by she/her, and i am happy to be matched with a character of any gender. i am a short young woman, with short blonde wavy hair and bangs, i have heterochromia also.

i study history of art and architecture and also visual arts. i love architecture, interior and furniture design, urban planning, and such. i‘m a huge dramatic theater lover, and I act. i love dressing up - my style is kind of like if Paris and Berlin had a child on a budget and none of them had an eating disorder. i work in a museum, and i also volunteer in media and publications. so i love written words. i live reading a lot!! virginia wolf is my forever favorite. i love the colors green and blue. i am vegan, and i love sour green apples, coconut-milk curry with tofu, and oat-milk flat whites. i also obsess over anything that smells or tastes like cherries. i am a libra, infp. i paint my nails dark red pretty much at all times. i love dancing and generally moving my body a lot. i can walk all day and anywhere. i grew up with my mom, and she is the best. i also have a collection of tote bags, obviously😌 and that was my last bit of chaotic info splurge.

thank you so much!

Hello! Yes, I am still doing matchup! Thanks for requesting one! I hope you enjoy it! <33333 I went a bit crazy ;) (A Room Of One's Own is my fav!)

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Harry Potter -

Marauders Era;

Remus Lupin:

🐾 You meet Remus when you were in Hogsmeade looking at some cute tote bags that a shop had for some reason, who wouldn't want a tote bag? You ended up buying three; turning to go purchase them, you almost ran right into Remus, who looked as surprised as you

🐾 It was pretty awkward, Remus apologizing and then you insisting that it was fine, nothing broken right? But after the initial embarrassment and shyness, you asked if Remus would like to join you for a drink before heading back to the school; you didn't really realize you had asked him that until after, startling you slightly, but Remus agreed and you both went to a cute place to eat

🐾 You had ordered a Shirley Temple, mentally obsessing about the cherry flavoring before you and Remus got to know each other a bit, from classes, to favorite subjects; both of you felt like you had a connection, some sort of electricity that coursed through both of your bodies and into your souls

🐾 From then on, you and Remus hung out a lot when you both could, sometimes the other Marauders joined, sometimes, (most of the time), teasing Remus about his obvious crush on you; Sirius mostly teased you, (James was smart enough not to since you were friends with Lily), but Sirius would always either nudge you or wiggle his eyebrows when you were near Remus

🐾 Finally, finally, Remus asked you to the Yule Ball, which led to your first kiss, which led to becoming a couple for the next three years and even after Hogwarts; Remus greatly admired you, finding you the most beautiful woman he has ever met, from your intelligence to your love of architecture, (not to mention, you are incredibly understanding and always made sure he was alright), you are his soulmate

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Lightning Era;

Draco Malfoy:

🍏 You met Draco, (you've heard about him around school, but never had really seen him surprisingly), but you had recently become friends with Harry, Hermione, and Ron and with being friends with them, you'd have to face the wrath of the Draco Malfoy; and boy or boy did you think he was exactly what your friends had told you he was like, (rude, entitled, cute, cunning, etc.)

🍏 Now you were at an impasse with your heart and your brain, you hated that you thought Draco was cute and you hated how much of a git he was, your thoughts were all over the place; but nothing ever really happened, besides Draco being a little ferret jerk, until the last two years of Hogwarts

🍏 You had been wandering the school, reading a book by Virginia Woolf, when you heard crying... Odd... Ignoring your instincts, you decided to see if you could find this obviously upset person and help them; surprisingly, it was Draco, and in the beginning Draco didn't want or need your help, sympathy, or pity, (in Draco's words)

🍏 Though, somehow, Draco did let down his red brick walls and let you in, and it did help him a lot, you were understanding, you never judged him, and you didn't run away when he told you what good ol' Voldy wanted him to do; when you could, you'd find Draco and spend as much time as you could with him, whether that being studying, eating sour green apples, or just talking... (you both were getting pretty close)

🍏 At the battle, you stood beside Draco, holding his hand tight as his mother called to him, your hand tightened, worried he'd leave and go to the other side, but he stayed; you and Draco's connection was a deep one, you both understood each other and were there for each other, through thick and thin

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[tohisprettyc00l]

Hello! I’m here to request two romantic owl house match-ups :)

I have dyed black hair that fades into a purple ombré, my hairstyle is basically the same as Gwen Stacey’s in ATSP idk how to describe it other then that. I have pale skin and green and blue heterochromia, eyebags, I have a slender but scrawny body and I’m 5’0, weighing at 90 something pounds, and I’m sixteen years old.

I’m homeschooled and I don’t talk much. I don’t have any friends other then online friends so I’m pretty lonely and isolated. I’m introverted and shy, but I’m also extremely stubborn and independent. I hate asking for things because it makes me feel guilty and I have ✨religious trauma✨. It takes me a while to warm up to people, but once I do I can be very outgoing and weird. I’m very soft spoken and I’ve been told I have an androgynous/soft voice. I can be pretty sarcastic at times and I like to playfully bicker with people a lot. I really love water and I love swimming, I feel a deep connection to the ocean and stuff like that. I absolutely ADORE animals because I think they’re so cute and super cool, my favorite is a black panther or fox :) I have adhd and autism and I have anxiety and bad paranoia along with nervous tics. I’m very nervous in public and I usually stick to whoever I’m closest to, holding their hand so I don’t get lost and stuff. I hate big crowds. I love music and I daydream a lot. I really like making oc’s and shipping the with cannon characters. I’m a people pleaser but I also don’t like hanging out with a big crowd and stuff. I’m very socially awkward and have a hard time connecting with people. I say sorry a lot even if I don’t need too. I usually worry about the fact that everybody secretly hates me and doesn’t want to be my friend so I need lots of reassurance. And I’m also very modest and humble. I love ranting about conspiracy theories and my other interests.

I feel like I’d be in the beast keeping, plant, bard, and oracle track and my palisman would be a frog!

I love Minecraft, Tomb raider, Pokémon, space, learning, water, nature, music, car rides, rock and metal, daydreaming, staying up late at night, soda, animals, Harry Potter, anime, Percy Jackson, conspiracy theories, horror, scary stories, wendigos and other creepy beings, baggy clothes, moth man, aliens, etc.

I’m gender-fluid, bisexual, and polyamorous!

I first match you with: Hunter Noceda!

-You both hate asking for things 😞

-Also y'all both have religious trauma so that's something to talk about

-Also taking a while to warm up to people is something Hunter can also relate to

-I feel like on top of wolfs Hunter would like foxes

-Despite being in the empers coven he 100% likes being in smaller crowds.

-It just happens when you have negative experiences with larger ones.

-Insecurity is Hunter's middle name

-Hunter has two middle names actually and the other is insomnia so you have someone to talk to when you're staying up late

-Hunter likes human realm mysteries a lot. So he is all ears to listen about cryptids and shit

I also match you with: Edric Blight!

-He's also stubborn so when both of you guys want something y'all are getting it.

-Ed may not have any religious trauma behind not wanting to ask for things but he does have trauma behind it

-Outgoing and weird? That's just Edric's personality.

-He def bickers with people lovingly

-Ed also loves making ocs. (Source: trust me bro)

-He also insecure in canon (bro you just pulling all the mentally ill bitches damn)

-He doesn't really beast keep but he does like learning about it

-Dude 100% likes Pokemon and Minecraft lol

I hope you like it!

[sassydungeonbat]

My Introduction ✨️

I realised that I kind of just jumped straight into making an account without actually introducing myself meaningfully in any way lol so for those who click on ny account - this is for you to see <3

Hello, my name is Aimee. I'm 18 years old from Northern Ireland (although I do associate myself as Irish) - I use she/her pronouns but I don't mind they/them either. My account is a safe space for everybody, and I have to state that although I am a fan of Harry Potter I do not support the author nor her nasty ideals. Trans people and queer people in general will always be able to talk to me safely.

I have done a lot of in depth self research and I believe that I display a majority of traits of autism, but I am not diagnosed - I will hopefully be seeking out a possible assessment as soon as I can (waiting times are longgggg). Neurodivergent people are also very welcome here.

I have a cat called Lucky - he is deaf and he has heterochromia. He was dumped outside our house last year so we took him in. He is my baby and I love him to pieces (will include a photo at the end).

I got into Harry Potter a lot later than most do - whilst most get into the series as kids, I first watched the movies when I was 13 and I was going through a really hard time and ever since then, the world of Harry Potter has been an absolute comfort to me.

Snape has always been, and will always be, my favourite character - just as Alan Rickman will always be my favourite actor. The character is so layered and complex and his portrayal in the films by Rickman shows how sassy he is (hence the username, sassydungeonbat) and I think he's incredible.

The main Snape ship I like is Snupin - I feel like after their school years, Lupin would could own up to what he did to Snape and Snape would slowly but begrudgingly forgive him until he eventually catches feelings for him. I also don't mind Snily. I don't really ship Snape with anyone else but I am open to people sharing their ships with me and having my mind changed!

I am both a fanfic writer and a fanartist - I write under xxbookdemon on AO3 and I am open to oneshot fic requests! I have a lineup of ideas I'd like to post at some point to do with Snape, and I am also open to suggestions.

Thats just some base information about me, if you would like to know anything else about me, feel free to use the "Ask Me Anything" button! :)

Thank you for reading,

All eyes on 🇵🇸, all eyes on 🇨🇩, all eyes on 🇸🇩.

(And here is Lucky as promised ✨️)

[dreamsmp-au-ideas]

Au where Tommy, Tubbo, Ranboo and Purpled get deaged and sent to the Harry Potter universe after Tommy’s death

Purples is a slytherin Tommy is a griffindor Ranboo is a hufflepuff and Tubbo is a ravenclaw

I can just imagine the four of them going to Hogwarts and accidentally one uping the golden trio on every occasion

They keep finding out things on accident and decide to be chaos gremlins

Our DADA teacher is trying to steal something? Steal it first

There’s a giant snake petrifying people? Make it our pet

There’s a criminal on the loose? Befriend the criminal and prove his innocence

There’s a death tournament? Sneak into the challenges and fuck them up

There’s a mean teacher that’s hurting the students? Make her life a living hell then get her fired

Dark lord is rising? Find and destroy all his magic do dads then kill him

They aren’t even trying to do anything, they just want to fuck around and keep accidentally saving the world I’m the dumbest way possible

They completely rewrote the books for the fun of it

I can also imagine they look different because of hybrid traits but only slightly

Ranboo is tall for his age and has Heterochromia. He’s also bad with water spells because he’s an enderman hybrid

Tubbo has odd shaped pupils and two pieces of his hair alway stuck out like horns. He eats odd things because he’s a goat hybrid 

Tommy eyes almost glow like fire in the dark and he’s extremely good a potions because he’s a Phoenix hybrid

Purpled’s eyes also glow and he has little fangs because he’s an ender dragon hybrid

I don’t know, just the chaos that would unfold

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Oh this is interesting. This is super interesting. We just got those four chaotic children one-upping the golden trio all the time.

God now I'm just imagining that some pretentious guy (Draco) goes and challenges Tommy to a duel and then the next day Tommy just bring a whole ass sword to the duel before realizing, oh you meant wizard's duel. Everyone was slightly intimidated of Tommy after that.

Later you then have Purpled challenging them to a duel Tommy's more familiar with and you get all of these kids watching in fear and awe as they see those two just duke it out with their swords. Tubbo and Ranboo cheer them on as they do so.

Also, I see that they have hybrid traits and I propose that they also have some magic capabilities coming out as well. Like Ranboo is better with Apparation because Endermen hybrid and Purpled is better with magical creatures than everyone else.

The teachers thought that the Golden Trio would be a problem when in reality, it’s the chaos gremlins that are the problem. Also, I would like to think that they would try so many things to see if they work in this world as well as in their minecraft world.

This is coming from my headcanon that MLG water and blocks are magic so I can see them just inventing that spell in that universe and making potions of invisibility, strength, and speed without problem and everyone being confused.

Also, forced inter-house unity because those four are going to drag several people with them to their talking group just to go and see if they can keep up with them.

I just realized that technically those four are legally homeless. Someone is going to adopt them. Someone is bound to do that. Or they just break into someone's house and go and pretty much blackmail them in letting them stay in their homes and slowly get attached to them.

And as always kids, fuck JK R*wl*ng. Trans rights.

[jointhearumanati]

HETALIA IN COLLEGE

💫 Italy: Art Major

💫 Germany: Engineering Major

💫 Japan: Art Major

💫 America: Law Enforcement Major (IM THE HERO!!!! I can see him saying I am Batman)

💫 England: Literature Major(Fantasy Novels I swear the best books are from Britain I'm totally not a Sherlock Holmes whore as I hide the fact I listen to the audiobook every night and have watched almost every adaptation and actually thinking about getting a tattoo also Headcannon he writes Harry Potter Fanfiction on Ao3 as the SlytherinGentlemen you didn't hear it from me)

💫 France: Culinary Major

💫 Russia: Florist Major

💫 China: Culinary and Business Major (he is going to make a Restaurant Empire try and stop him mwa ha ha)

💫 Canada: Animal Science Major(Polar bear, Beaver and Moose thank you for coming to my Ted talk)

💫 Romano: Fashion Design Major (I swear Disney's Cruella movie gave me Romano Vibes Brilliant Born bad and a little bit mad)

💫 Spain: Dance Education Major(Spain's hips don't lie time for class)

💫 Denmark: Carpentry Major

💫 Norway: Literature Major (I can see him writing Fantasy Novels)

💫 Sweden: Carpentry Major (I can see Building Battles between him and Denmark my birdhouse is better than yours I can also see him as a stay at home Dad to Sealand and Ladonia)

💫 Finland: Law Enforcement Major (I can see him scaring everyone at the shooting range and taking down a man twice his size don't mess with him)

💫 Iceland: Volcanology Major (in his senior year in highschool however)

💫 Hong Kong: Cosmetology Major (I saw art of him cutting hair tools and everything and it became my Headcannon that he cuts nations hair in his senior year in highschool however)

💫 Macau: Business and Finance Major (He has his Father's ambition Casino Empire try and stop him Mwa ha ha)

💫 South Korea: Acting Major (come on he would do K-Dramas)

💫 Taiwan: Fashion Design Major

💫 Greece: Historic preservation and conservation major (Restoring the places his mother loved)

💫 Turkey: Culinary Major

💫 Egypt: Art Major (I can see him making Beautiful Pottery)

💫 Prussia: Musical Arts Major(he would be the best damn flute player you've ever seen also has music battles with Austria just epic Piano vs Flute)

💫 Austria: Musical Arts Major (I shall now express my utter disgust and anger with you Through the Piano)

💫 Hungary: Physical Education Major (she would be the best God damn trainer you have ever seen her Abs can achieve world peace)

💫 Belarus: Mythology and Occultism Major (I can also see her having a Ghost Hunting YouTube Channel I can also see her as a asylum patient too however the woman needs help bad)

💫 Ukraine: Agriculture Major (I can also see her as a stay at home mother I ship her with Canada and I like to think they had twins Alberta and Saskatchewan)

💫 Belgium: Culinary Major (WAFFLES!!! 😺)

💫 Netherlands: Business and Finance Major (Money makes the world go round 🤑)

💫 Luxembourg: Fashion Design Major (I Headcannon that he has heterochromia I believe his other eye is blue)

💫 Australia: Animal Science Major (crikey look at that tiger I'ma poke it with a stick as a future zoologist myself I'm going to die petting something I shouldn't I should have been born Australian)

💫 New Zealand: Animal Science Major (KIWI BIRB!!!)

💫 India: Dance Major (Bollywood Superstar)

💫 Vietnam: Agriculture Major

💫 Thailand: Animal Science Major🐘

💫 Romania: Mythology and Literature Major (I believe he would write books about Vampires but like educational ones about the past when vampires were thought to be real)

💫 Bulgaria: Culinary Major (YOGURT!!!)