#Harry potter's sister

[the-nameless-poet]

Solace

Fred Weasley

Summery : Hazel Lily Potter comforting Fred Weasley after his elder brother's death

Warning : Sobbing angst 💖

Don't want no other shade of blue but you.

No other sadness in this world would do

- Taylor Swift

Hazel

I brushed my hair out of my face as I stared at myself in the mirror. The reflection showed a person I barely knew. She stared right back at me, making me sink low in my own skin. It showed me a woman who had lost her childhood to something beyond fairness. The innocence that had once laid within her hazel eyes was replaced by a cold, wretched stare as if she could read my darkest secrets. The furrow of her eyebrows made her look a little more intimidating. But I knew, inside all of that, was a scared little girl, who got dragged into the wars she denied. Scars scattered all over her silhouette, telling a story that I had lived.

A story that was tragic. It was haunted. Haunted by the screams of innocents and the screams of the stolen virtue. Haunted by the tragic tale of liberty and the horror of bloodthirsty, prejudiced brutes. It was haunted by the purloined childhood of innocent youth, forced to mature, Screams of every heart and body for mercy, Tears of every patriarch to spare his kin of cruelty, fight of every mother to save her child, the sorrow of every lover who had to watch each other being pummeled to death. Haunted by the unforgivable curse that led the fights, screams of torture, sorrow, tragedy, and vulnerability. I could hear them all as clear as the day I had fought for the world. The casting of spells that emerged a light that left me blinded and the screams of terror that made my bones shiver. The cries of the loss of a loved one. It was all audible just as clear; as I traced a scar that carved itself permanently on my collarbone.

I gasped out loud and turned my head at the knock that pulled me out of my daze.

"Come in." I turned back towards the mirror as I stared at the scar that was laying on my forehead right above my right eyebrow. I saw my brother's reflection as he stared back at me through the mirror.

"It's time to go, Haze." The softness in his voice was agonizing.

"Yeah." I whispered back. I took one final look at myself in the mirror and walked out of my room. Harry following right after me.

We walked out of our prents' house at Godric's Hollow, and walked in an empty alley and apparated to a graveyard.

We stepped forward as we saw the Weasley family standing together. Each one trying to hold back their tears to comfort the other. We both took a seat as the memorial service started. Bill Weasley, the eldest son had given a beautiful eulogy for his younger brother.

As the sun peaked slightly above the horizon for the last time that day, It was time to bid our last goodbyes to one of the member of Weasley family. A family who had treated me and my brother as their own. Harry and I never had a family. Neither knew what it was nor knew what it meant till we met the Weasleys. The love they hold is pure, rich and authentic in a way that could make an orphan feel what family could be like. What family should be like. I will forever be grateful for having the opportunity to get to know this family. And to get to experience their love. The nurturing feeling that I was robbed off of was gifted to me by Molly, a mother who had limitless love for her children and the ones she took under her protective wings of motherly love.

And standing here, watching as she gets stripped down a child was making my heart churn in agony. Tears streaming down her once moon like glowing face as she buries one of her children six feet deep. I could never comprehend the hurt and agony that she must've been feeling.

Harry and I stepped forward to give our last goodbyes and to give our condolences to the Weasleys. Harry and I had brought some daisies.

We both put them down on the gravestone of Percy Ignatius Weasley. I had a little handwritten note that I laid down on his grave. We moved forward to give our condolences to our only existing family.

Aurther was the first one I hugged. I hugged him tightly. He had given me the fatherly love that I had craved for years. He hugged me back with same force, his eyes flowing tears freely as he sobbed. And I hugged him tighter, if it was possible.

"How are you doing, my love?" He pulled back slightly and pushed back some of my hair from my face and asked with tremble in his voice. I wiped the tears off his cheeks,

"I've been alright. Don't worry about me much, Arthur. How have you been?" I asked and my eyes started watering,

"Feels like I've been through hell." He said and hugged me back, I felt Molly's hand rubbing my back, that's when I realized that I was trembling with unshed tears and dumbed downed sobs.

I turned around and hugged Molly. I needed her right now. I needed her the most. But the others needed her more than I did. I felt my dress getting soaked as she broke down in my arms.

"Shh, hey, Molls don't cry. I can not understand what you're going through right now, but I promise you I'm right here, I'm with you and I'm not going anywhere. You're a proud mum of a hero." I gently said to her as she wrecked with sobs. Tears were flowing down my cheek freely now.

I pulled back a little and wiped her eyes. "Come on, Molls. You're the bravest of us all." She cupped my face in her hands and gave me a broken smile.

"Now, first of all, tell me. Tell me when are you coming back to live with us? I need you in the house, Haze. We all do. Please come back, both of you. You'll come back, yeah? Oh, And don't forget to put ointments on your injuries, darling." She said, pleading. Keeping her tears at bay.

"After two weeks. Harry and I are coming after two weeks. I promise I'll try to remember." I held her hand that was on my cheek.

"Okay." She said with a smile and lovingly patted my cheeks.

Ginny was standing beside Molly. She looked like she had been crying for weeks. I enveloped her in a hug. She was like a little sister to me. My bestfriend, my twin flame, my partner in crime, my everything.

"Awh, my baby." I hugged her tightly and let her grieve on my shoulder. She looked weak and tired. She was in no condition to talk.

"It's all gonna be okay. I promise." I whispered to her and I ran my fingers through her hair gently. She simply tightened her hold around my waist let out silent tears. She let go of me after a while and went back to being held by Harry. I watched as he gently kissed her forehead repeatedly in hopes to comfort her.

Georgie was standing right beside her and without any hesitation he pulled me in for a hug. He wasn't crying, no. He was trying to hold himself together to provide somewhat comfort to his family.

"How're you doing, little dwarf?" He asked with a brotherly smile.

"I'm fine. How've you been holdin' up Georgie?" I asked looking up at him. He wiped my tears away and kissed my forehead.

"Eh..." He shrugged his shoulders. He pulled me back into his embrace for one more time and then let go of me.

And instantly I was pulled into another embrace. A feeling of warmth spread all over my body as the pair of familiar arms wrapped themselves around me and pulled me in close. My head pressed up against his chest as I listened to the rhythmic beating of his heart. In this moment I felt complete. Soaking in all his love and affection as he embraced me in his solace. I never wanted to let go. His arms felt too comfortable to. I hugged him back just as fiercely. I felt all of my worries drifting away as I let myself bathe in the mellowness of his solace. Not letting myself lose in him, I pulled back slightly, looking up at him.

His sapphire eyes reflected the soul of a broken boy, which once held the happiness of the whole world. The gleam in them fading away as he smiled down at me. I wanted to catch it in a jar and protect it with my life. His smile was broken, yet it could light up the whole world. Guilt struck on his face as if it had latched itself on his existence.

It was Freddie. My Freddie.

"Hey, little darlin'. Got your head all banged up, have you?" He said with a light chuckle. I offered him a small glimpse of smile.

"C'mere." He pulled me back in his warmth and kissed the scar on my forehead.

He pulled away and I looked around to find Ron and Harry getting far away from the crowd. Ron had comforted us both thousands of times. It was Harry's turn to give him his shoulder to cry on. Bill and Charlie were standing far away. Saddened by the fact that the boy they saw growing up was lying lifeless, underneath the very soil they were standing on. They gave me a little wave of acknowledgement. Which I returned with a saddened smile.

"You wanna get away from here for a bit, Haze?" Freddie asked and I nodded my head without hesitation. I knew he needed to get away from here. I knew the moment I saw his face, he wanted to cry, sob till his voice gave up on him.

I took his outstretched hand in mine and looked up at his prominent face,

"That would be nice." I whispered, feeling if I spoke loudly the beauty and the tragidy of this moment would die.

He held my hand tightly in his, intertwining our fingers, as he led me far from the aura of grief and sadness.

He stopped near the furthest tree. It was a large oak tree. All alone, standing tall in all its glory. Providing shade to the grievance of people. He sat down, hidden away from all the prying eyes.

He pulled me down to sit beside him. My legs tangled on top of his. The moment was soft, almost fragile. If put under too much pressure might break into millions of scattered pieces. Our hands still intertwined as he drew circles on the back of my hand. I looked around, the light breeze of evening making the leaves rustle. The slight chatter of grievance could be heard in distance.

Graveyards were strange. They held this tragic peacefulness in them that was beyond comprehension. As I looked around, the gravestones shone with last rays of sun light. I wondered how each and every grave held a person that once made memories in this world. Some sad and some filled with happiness. The sudden realisation of existence and it's end came, sending shivers down my spine.

I heard a light sniffle. And looked at the boy sitting beside me. His face scrunches up in agony as it lit up with the redness left behind by the setting sun. His tears now freely flowing down his cheeks. The water droplets, so delicate, that they can remind one of the morning dew drop laying on the flower petals.

Even in agony, his face looked like it was carved up by the gods in daze of serinity. His eyes, Pools of sapphire that held too many emotions at the same time. His lips, pained by the caged sobs. His eyes glistened with tears that haunted the boy's dreams. His head leaned against the dark oak tree, contrasting his red strands of softness.

Even in his moment of vulnerability, to me this boy was nothing but beautiful. I took my hand back and straddled him, and took the trembling boy in my arms. He tightly held onto my waist, and hid his face in my chest as his body quivered with his vanquished sobs. His lips let out beaten apologies to his deceased brother. His voice horace and broken. His eyes shone with guilt and regret. And all I wanted to do in that moment was steal away all his sorrows, his thoughts of not being deserving of life.

But I didn't have it all in my hands. It wasn't upto me. So I just stayed there on my knees. Holding him close to my heart in hopes that he'll know how much he is loved by me. I caressed his hair as he broke down completely in my arms, not holding a sheer amount of his grief back.

"It was me, who was supposed to die. Why the fuck did he have to jump in?" He sobbed out. "Haze, it was me. I killed him. He's dead because of me." He cried out.

"Freddie, don't say that. Do not. Don't disrespect your brother's love and sacrifice like that. He loved you, honey. Don't be like that and let his love go to waste. He was brave. And that bravery came from you." I cupped his face in my hand and made him look up in my eyes. His eyes red from all the tears.

"I am the worst brother." He spoke in a broken whisper. I shook my head in disagreement.

"No. You've been the best brother to your siblings their whole life. Do you know how much Ron, Ginny, George, Billy, Charlie and Percy love you? How much I love you. I guess it was Percy's turn to be the best older brother for you, sweetheart. He just wanted to return the love you had given him, his whole life." I said as he looked up at me. His eyes shone with tears like a broken child's.

"But I was always mean to him." He whispered.

"Doesn't mean you didn't love him. Sometimes, we are mean to people we love. Yeah? Be proud of your brother's courage, Freddie. Be proud. He'd like that."

He nodded his head in defeat and leaned his head back on the tree. He sighed lightly, his hands still snaked around my waist, keeping me in place. He looked back at me. His gaze flickered from the scar on my forehead to the one on collarbone.

He gently grazed the scar with the pad of his thumb and let out another sigh. "you've got a scar here." He stated. "These aren't the only scars I've got." I whispered and stared straight in his eyes. "Tell me about it." He let out a sarcastic scoff. He pulled me closer to him making me sit on his lap. He gently pressed a kiss to my scar on the collarbone, making sure not to hurt me. And hid his face in my chest again. Holding me tight against his body.

He inhaled a large breath and exhaled with exhaustion as his head rested against my heart. I gently played with his hair and soaked the gentle moment of affection in. I kissed the top of his head and he nuzzled in more.

Call me selfish and twisted but the way he broke down in my arms made me feel complete.

We heard footsteps coming towards our direction. Fred quickly wiped his tears off, and took a deep breath in attempt to calm himself down. I got off of his lap and sat down beside him.

It was Ron, Harry and Hermione.

"We were looking for you both." Hermione spoke.

"Uh...yeah. I just wanted to um-clear my mind, so I dragged Fred here with me. Sorry." Fred gave me a grateful look.

"Yeah, no need to apologise. I just wanted to meet you. Sorry, I ran away with Harry for a while. Just wanted to clear my head." Ron spoke apologetically as he sat down beside me.

"Don't fuss about it." I hugged him tightly and we held onto each other for a while and then let go.

I felt Fred stand up, and I looked at him questioning.

"I think I should go. Mum must be looking for me. It was nice catching up, Haze. Bye. I'll meet you at the burrow." He said and left without any other word.

Harry, Hermione, Ron and I talked for a while and then we parted ways. We bid goodbye to the Weasley's and apparated away.

Harry and I landed in the same alley as before and walked towards the house.

"I saw you. You and Fred I mean. At the graveyard. Is there something going on?" Harry asked without looking at me.

"He needed a shoulder to cry on and I simply helped him with his grief." I said looking straight ahead as we entered the house. Harry locked the door behind.

"It looked bit too cozy for a shoulder to cry on." He mumbled.

"Harry don't speak about things that you don't have a single idea of. And since when did you start to care?" I spoke loudly.

"What is that supposed to mean?" He asked, his eyebrows furrowed.

"I guess it's time to address the elephant in the room. Harry, I am talking about the fact that you thought sacrificing yourself would win you a war." I spoke with no trace of emotion on my face. I wore a facade of a brave woman but inside I was trembling with fear. Fear of losing the war, losing my brother, losing everyone that I loved.

"Hazel, that happened a whole week ago. Let it go. What matters is that I didn't die. And I'm right here." He said trying to embrace me but I pushed him back, my facade breaking.

"What matters is that you didn't die!? Are serious right now, Harry? The fuck is wrong with you!? What matters is that, Harry, you didn't think once what would've happened to me even if we had won. I would've won a war without you Harry! Even though we won the war, we've been to thousands of funeral in last few days! And the thought of one of them being yours kills me! I've lost too much! I can't handle it anymore!" I yelled at him.

"What's that supposed to mean?! I've lost as many people as you have, Hazel! I've lost them too! You're not the only one!" He yelled back. His eyes full of rage and tears alike mine.

"YEAH, AND IF YOU'D HAVE DIED I WOULD'VE LOST ONE MORE! SO FUCK OFF!" I screamed at him and ran upstairs to my room and locked myself in. I slid down the wall of my room and brought my knees to my chest as I cried.

I heard Harry knocking, more like banging the door.

"Haze! Haze! Come on. Open the door. Please! I am sorry. I swear. But in that moment all I could think about was saving you. He wouldn't have killed you if he already had me. I couldn't have been able to live with the regret of not saving you while I had the chance. Haze, please open the door, for me. Please." His voice cracked at the end. I unlocked the door with my wand and he stepped in.

He looked at my broken state and ran to me and took me in his protective embrace. He wiped the tears off my cheeks and kissed my forehead and held me close as we cried. Cried for all the years of torture that the Dursely's brought in. Cried for our parents. Cried for the years of our childhood wasted after a cruel man. Cried for the way everyone put their blind faith on us and sacrificed themselves. Cried for the fear of losing the war after winning all the battles. Cried for Sirius, Remus and Dora. Cried for the Weasleys. Cried for every family that lost their loved ones because of a narrow mentality of a sociopath.

Cried till our lungs gave out and the exhaustion took over as we both fell asleep in each other's embrace.

A/N : Tell me in the comments if you want a fluffy part 2 🪐🤍

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Chapter 6 of Professor Potter is out now!

Harry and Iris finally arrive at Hogwarts, and the girls realise that Harry's cum might have magical properties!

Also, Iris' classmates finally get their first look at her new Daddy :)

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The Girl Who Lived and the Sorcerer's Stone Summary

Jasmine Potter is the younger twin sister to Harry Potter. She at first was instructed to be taken to her godfather, Sirius Black’s house and he took her until he was arrested a year later, framed by Peter Pettigrew so she was brought to the Dursley’s by Remus Lupin, too terrified to keep watch over her after doing so for two years and nearly scratched her when his potion wasn’t mixed right. The twins were finally reunited at the age of four.

Petunia hated Jasmine even more than she hated Harry. Not only did she apparently have more natural magic than Harry but she looked just like the sister she spent her entire life hating due to jealousy. Red hair, pale skin, freckles, but she didn’t have her eyes like Harry did, she had blue eyes like her father.

It turns out that not only does she look like Lily, she has her personality mixed with James, her kindness, loyalty, fairness, acceptance and morality; she has James’ mischief, intelligence, and curiosity… and while brave and courageous, not a Gryffindor.

Based of a mix of the book, movie, and Starkid's musical, A Very Potter Musical.

Fred Weasley x Potter!OC (Slow Burn)

Other potential love interests included...

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Sirius stealing his best friend's son and jacket

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Narcissa, Bellatrix and Andromeda

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family portrait

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Hello love<33 i saw ur requests were open if it hasn't been done before can i request a Potter! Reader x Slytherin boys like the reader is Harry's twin sister?

Absolutely inlove with your writing btw🫶🫶

Potter!Reader || Slytherin Boys

type :: fluff

tw/cw :: abuse mention (tom, mattheo)

contains :: draco, tom, mattheo, theodore, lorenzo

notes :: i love this idea so much, i didn't think it would be this fun to write for - also i know neville technically killed voldemort BUT, just go along with me when i say harry killed voldemort

DRACO MALFOY

Getting a crush on someone was already hard enough for Draco to do

To be able to look past someone's flaws and finally see the beauty inside of someone

But all of that was quickly ruined once he found out you weren't just Harry Potter's sibling but his TWIN?

He genuinely gets so upset and angry not only at you but himself

He's not sure how to handle this information

But at the end, he decides that he can't stand the idea of dating Harry Potter's twin and possibly growing to be Harry Potter's brother-in-law

So he tries to avoid you at all times

But he can't, his body just won't allow him

And also, you're really good at finding him

In the end, he learns to accept it but Harry and Draco still bicker and fight

Even when you guys are 20+ years old, they still fight like siblings - which is actually perfect since they're brothers in law now

TOM RIDDLE

After Harry defeated his father, aka Voldemort, and brought "peace" to the world - he's hated his guts

Because although Voldemort was a mass murder, genocide supporter, blood racist, classist, backstabbing, asshole... That was still Tom's dad

But even then, Voldemort wasn't a great father. He was actually the worst father to ever live. For all of Tom's childhood, he was brain washed and tortured to believe his father was amazing, and sadly it worked on him

So finding out that his s/o, which was already an EXTREMELY rare sight since he can't tolerate anyone, was Harry Potter's twin....

Oh, he goes fucking insane and runs away to the forbidden forrest to "process" all of his emotions (he kills almost every animal in there out of pure strength)

Falling for the person who's related to your father's killer is not easy to handle

So,,, honestly I think Tom would break up with you and never give you a shot again

But, he still owns you - he just can't be with you duhhh

If you ever try to move on or get a new boyfriend, he simply make them "disappear"

It makes you isolate yourself from the dating world - but thank god Tom is there to offer to be fwb!

(this was his plan all along. he will never stop loving you but he doesn't have the guts to fully commit to a relationship anyways but he still wants you - so fwb is the easiest solution for him to avoid the guilt of actually dating you whilst still getting to own you in some way)

MATTHEO RIDDLE

He's the exact opposite of Tom, he actually really respects and likes Harry

After Harry killed Voldemort, he felt so free. It was like Harry got rid of the shackle that was keeping him down for so long

Unlike Tom, Mattheo always knew that what their father was doing was wrong and cruel - but he was forced to go along with the family's plans because he'd be punished if he didn't

Not only that, Mattheo and Harry both play Quidditch and are good rivals - he loves the competition

So he actually gets along fine with Harry

When he finds out you two are actually TWINS he's so shocked like omg

He wonders what would have happened if you ate Harry while in the womb or smth

And he also wonders why you and Harry aren't exactly identical (you are identical... mattheo just doesn't understand why harry has glasses and you don't....)

Doesn't mind bringing Harry on a couple of dates - But when Harry does come... it's basically like you're third wheeling

Your cute dates are ruined because these two dumbass men decide to do stupid stuff

Like for example, a cute date of mini golfing got ruined because Harry and Mattheo decided to see who could chuck their golf ball the farthest

They ended up breaking multiple windows...

Or when Mattheo took you out to go ice skating but it got ruined because fucking Harry surprised Mattheo with hockey gear

The two ended up playing hockey,,,, just a 1v1,,,, and crashed into so many bystanders that they just shut down the rink

They are now brothers for life... you must deal with this

THEODORE NOTT

When he finds out you're twins, he takes such a big sigh of relief

"Oh my gosh, that why you guys always hang out... I thought you might have been dating."

Instantly, you want to vomit in your mouth

Theo has little to no history with Harry, besides bullying Harry during their first few years at Hogwarts

But Theo was never a good bully... especially when he was younger

Because he was still learning English and had the THICKEST Italian accent that you barely understood him

One time in their 2nd year, Theo came up to Harry and insulted his nerdy glasses

But Harry simply tilted his head, "Sorry, no espanol."

From that day, it's a strong inside joke between all the Slytherin boys and Theo can never escape it

Harry's unintentional roast made Theo study English 10x times harder than he ever did before

So he's kinda grateful to him in a way but he does wanna get back at him

He's super chill around Harry and the two get along fine and dandy but nothing too special

They both respect each other a lot actually and don't cross any boundaries with each other

Since they're kinda similar actually: quidditch players, pull tons of bitches, decently smart, and "foreign" in some way

Basically: coolest in laws ever

LORENZO BERKSHIRE

Oh my fucking god these two suck each other dicks

The amount of glazing they do for each other is CRAZYYY

When Enzo finds out you're twins with Harry - he's so happy because Harry and Enzo are actually really cool with each other

They both play quidditch together sometimes, play the same games, and they love the same shows

You basically lose your boyfriend... to your brother

Everywhere you two go,,, Harry is invited against your will

Going to watch a movie? Harry and Enzo are gonna share a blanket and leave you in the cold

Going to an arcade? Harry and Enzo will play every single game against each other and even take selfies of their wins

Fuck, even going shopping, the two banter and chat while you try on clothes

One time they got bored of waiting for you to try stuff on so they LEFT YOU and went to go get MATCHING T-SHIRTS???!?!??!?!?!???

Of course,,, you and Enzo do get alone time - some times

But you honestly love seeing how strong Enzo and Harry's bond is because it makes you happy that you picked the perfect boyfriend for your family

It's even better when Harry get his yearly girlfriend (that he will eventually leave heart broken)

So now you can go on double dates!!!

And hopefully the girl that Harry is with is cool, so that way you can also share a strong bond just like Enzo and Harry

But you can't get too attached.... your brother is a man-whore after all... 😞

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Like my father {Blurb}

Sirius Black x Porter!Reader

Summary: Reader wants a man to love her like her father loves her mom. She just hasn't met him yet.. maybe.

AN: I needed a break from all the angst I'm writing.

Wc: 1494

Cw: use of Y/N, oblivious reader, idiots in love, not proof read

Part two

“Lily, I implore you to raise your standards.” You snarked as you entered the kitchen, giving your mother a kiss on the cheek and she playfully pinched your side.

“{Y/N} Euphemia Potter!” She scolded and you giggled, hurrying over to your father and kissing on the head.

“Good morning, princess.” He hummed and you smiled.

“Morning daddy!”

“Oi! Pops, she just insulted me!” James shouted across the table and Fleamont huffed, looking up at you. “Be nice to your brother, princess.”

“Daddy you know I can't.” You insisted as you walked across the table to give Lily a hug. Pressing your cheek to hers as she giggled.

“You're way too pretty for my wack of a brother.” You continued and your mother looked at her father fondly, taking his hand in her own, which he quickly squeezed in return.

“You're one to talk, you haven't dated anyone… ever. Not that anyone would date-” James smirked and Lily rolled her eyes, laying her head on his chest and pinching his side as he tried to continue.

“Ouch!”

“Thank you Lily.” You giggled and sat down at your seat, muttering a thank you to Sirius as he handed you your morning tea. Giving a low hum at the smell of the sugars and fragrant tea leaves he shifted for it. “Besides, I have standards that prevent me from stooping too low.”

“Standards?” James scoffed and you hummed as you took a sip of your tea, muttering another thanks to Sirius who began to serve you breakfast- a routine you two picked up at Hogwarts that was getting hard to break. “You have standards? You used to crush on boys left and right!”

“Yes but the second they didn't meet my standards they were gone.” You insisted with a hum and James shook his head with a scoff.

“What standards could you possibly be talking about?”

“Well…” You muttered and began to tap on your mug in thought. Slowly smiling to yourself. “I want a man who loves me like daddy loves mum.”

You could feel the room quiet as your words hung in the air. Your father glanced up from his breakfast, a soft smile spreading across his face, while your mother’s eyes sparkled with pride.

“Now that is a standard I can get behind,” Fleamont said, his voice warm and filled with affection. “A man who cherishes you and treats you with respect is worth waiting for.”

“Exactly!” You exclaimed, feeling a surge of confidence. “I want someone who understands the value of love and partnership, not just a fleeting crush. Someone who will stand by me through thick and thin, just like you two do.”

James rolled his eyes dramatically, leaning back and throwing his arm around Lily. “So, like us?”

You gave a long sigh before you slowly smiled. “Unfortunately, yes. You were gifted with dad’s love language, it's your only redeeming quality, I fear.”

Lily snickered and James gave an offended gasp.

“I want…” You trailed off as you put your hand to your cheek and crossed your leg over the other. “I want to come home to flowers. And tea made the way he knows I like. I want him to think about coming home to me at the end of the day.”

You didn't even seem to look when Sirius poured more tea into your cup, stirring in some sugar as you talked. Even though everyone else at the table noticed.

“I want a man who gets along with my parents too! And daddy has high enough standards as it is!”

You glanced over at your father, who was smiling proudly at you, his eyes twinkling with affection as he glanced at your mother who seemed to just be eating it up. “I do have high standards.” He mumbled with a playful grin, leaning in to kiss your mothers temple. “But I’m confident that any young man would be lucky to have you.”

“See?” You said, pointing at him with a mock-serious expression. “Even Dad agrees! So, boys, do take note: you’ve got to bring your A-game if you want to win my heart.”

James snorted, not noticing as Lily and Sirius seemed to make eye contact over the table. “What if they show up with flowers but no charm? Or worse, what if they have charm but no flowers? Sounds like a dilemma.”

You rolled your eyes, shaking your head. “That’s why I’m not settling for just flowers or just charm, James. It’s about the whole package. I want someone who knows me better than anyone. Someone who knows my favorite flower,” You held up your finger and Sirius smirked from beside you.

“Sunflowers.”

“My favorite movie,”

“Grease.”

“My favorite book,”

“Little Woman.”

“And even my favorite meal!”

“Anything your mom cooks.”

“Exactly!” You turned to face Sirius with a bright smile. “See? It's not so hard, even my brothers best friend can figure it out.”

You smiled to yourself and took another sip of tea, not noticing your parents sharing a look and your brother giving you the most shocked expression.

Sirius just chuckled and picked a grape off his plate. “It's easy when you never shut it, Potter.” He then proceeded to flick it at you, quickly, you caught it and rolled it between your fingers.

“Oh! And playful too! I don't want to be dreadfully bored around the bloke.”

“Playful? So you want someone who can keep up with your incessant snark?” James interjected, eyebrows raised in mock disbelief. “Good luck finding that! You’ll be searching for ages.”

You shot him a playful glare. “I’ll have you know that my wit is one of my greatest assets, thank you very much. I need someone who can challenge me, not someone who’s going to sit there and nod while I talk.”

“Couldn’t agree more.” Lily chimed in, her voice light and teasing. “After all, who would want to date someone as dull as a rock?”

“Exactly!” You grinned. “I want someone who can banter with me, someone who can make me laugh until I cry; I want to marry my best friend.”

“Do you have other friends?” Sirius sassed and you gave him an offended but playful gasp.

“Excuse me?” You exclaimed, hand over your heart in mock horror. “I have plenty of friends, thank you very much! Just because you’re one of them doesn’t mean you can throw shade like that.”

“Friends who actually like you, though?” Sirius teased, leaning back in his chair with a smirk. “That’s the real question.”

James burst into laughter, shaking her head. “Honestly, {Y/N}, you might need to reconsider your definition of ‘friends’ if he’s the best you’ve got.”

“Hey now, I’ll have you know that Sirius is a very valuable friend.” You shot back, your eyes narrowing playfully. “And let's not forget, I was Lily’s favorite Potter first.”

“You still are!” Lily cooed as she reached across the table, James quickly lifting his hands to keep you two apart.

“Hey! Hands off my wife!” He playfully scolded and you laughed, before giving a dramatic sigh.

“I want a man… who’s patient and sweet. Who knows what he wants and will take his time for it.” You nodded as if to agree with yourself. “I want someone who doesn't see me as some fleeting crush. He sees me as someone to work for, who puts in the time and energy.”

James smirked, leaning forward with a teasing grin. “Good luck with that! You’re going to have to beat them off with a stick.”

“I’m serious, James!” You shot back, a hint of frustration lacing your voice. “I want someone who values me, not just for my looks or what I can do, but for who I am. Someone who appreciates my quirks and my drive. Someone who knows all my little weird things.”

“Wow, when did you become so profound?” Sirius said, feigning shock as he dramatically placed a hand over his heart. “I didn’t know you had it in you, Potter.”

“Oh, shut it, Black. I’m just stating facts.” You replied, your tone playful yet earnest. “I deserve someone who sees my worth and is willing to fight for it, just like my dad did for my mum.”

Your father smiled at that, clearly pleased with your sentiment. “That’s right, my dear. Love is about commitment and effort.” He stood up and walked around the table to kiss your temple. “You should never settle for less than you deserve.”

“Exactly!” You nodded, feeling empowered. “I want a man who knows that love isn’t a race.”

“Mhm.” You father agreed before he patted Sirius’s back as he passed. “Good luck, son.”

Sirius felt his face flush and he slowly smirked to himself, biting his cheek.

You looked at him and furrowed your brow, before you mother came over and kissed your cheek and dismissed herself as well.

“What was that for?” You huffed and Sirius shrugged.

“Who knows?”

[anzukero]

the black sisters

[sweetnnaivete]

bellatrix plays the cello, regulus plays the violin, narcissa does ballet..

and then there's andromeda and sirius who started a garage band called something stupid like "we are the ones who tread across the vast desert of despair"

[handledwithgloves]

Just so you know, and you've probably heard of this a thousand times:

I Love Your Artstyle!

If I wasn't so shy, I'd love to be your friend, your interests are just *Chef's Kiss*

I'm so glad I found your blog! I'm absolutely gonna visit your Ao3 ❤️

dont be shy!! this could be us:

i love getting asks! if you want to stay anon feel free to keep them coming! i dont mind 🫶

[toujoursincorrect]

Narcissa: Bella isn’t talking to me.

Andromeda: Enjoy it while it lasts.

[luckyquaffle]

Here's chapter 7 of Professor Potter!

Next up is the first two chapters of my new story The MILFs of Wizarding Britain, which won the latest character poll! Thanks to everyone who voted :)

[gryfflepuffinthetardis]

The Girl Who Lived Heads Up

Heads Up

*I felt saying Warning would make it seem like there was something to warn of*

This series will be of a combination of the books, movies, and StarKid’s musicals.

I am American, so I will spell things as an American would

I’m not sure how to handle some of the dilect such as Hagrids or Tonks (who will appear in the Sorcerer’s/Philosopher’s Stone as she is seven years older than Harry but she will be in her last year)

This book will be mostly paraphrasing of the books’ descriptions which I will have copied from online but just about everything goes to J.K. Rowling for Credit

There will be changes such as Tonks in the first book and I plan for Newt Scamander to appear in several books, recalling Grubbly-Panks as the substitute Care of Magical Creatures.

This book has been written by a Hufflepuff, so there will be Hufflepuff Pride in this book.

There will be some Hermione “hate”, I don’t hate Hermione but she annoys me sometimes with how stubborn she is with how she’s right. IF something doesn’t fit in what she thinks is true, she has to argue against it and while I agree that House Elves are basically slaves, she seems to think that tricking them into taking clothes is the right way to do things.

I am basically a Hufflepuff Luna Lovegood so…

This will be a mixture of the books, movies, and A Very Potter Musical.

There will be another cast list after they’re sorted as I’m bringing later characters and character that aren’t really paid any attention to will appear and may be played by different actors.

[deadghosy]

How Slytherin boys react to sister! Reader dating:

Warning: boyfriend house not specific, google translated Italian, protective brothers & stalking

Ft. Tom Riddle, Mattheo Riddle, Draco Malfoy, Theodore Nott, Lorenzo Berkshire.

The Riddle Brothers

“WHAT??” Mattheo yells as Draco had told him that you were dating Someone. The thing was that you haven’t told him first.

Why didn’t you tell him..cause now he’s frowning and venting to the oldest riddle that’s reading a book.

“TOM! Our baby sister is dating someone, but she hasn’t said a single thing…I swear what if the guys bad..”

“We could easily kill him. So why worry brother?” Tom says looking up. But it was clear that Tom was mad that you haven’t told him. You always tell him things, so to the point you haven’t told him made him a “little” angry.

Mattheo and Tom looked at each other and nodded as they left the Slytherin common room.

You were walking with your boyfriend when all of a sudden you felt eye burning in the back of your head. You turn around and there you see only mattheo because of course Tom is invisible.

“Mattheo…why didnt you turn invisible when clearly she’s glaring at you.”

“Tom, stfu.”

Draco Malfoy

Ima make your boyfriend here as potter cause it’s definitely gonna be funny.

Straight up gets so dramatic to his knees, screaming for someone to kill him as he sees you dating his enemy. How could you betray him?! Your big brother is devastated

After dinner, he drags you to the common room and becomes a mother hen as he lectures you about how “terrible” pottah is.

“He’s a terrible person! And a Gryffindor. End of presentation…got any questions.” Draco says with a raised up brow

“Yeah, only one. Can I go to sleep now…”

Theodore Nott

IM SORRY BUT HE’S GONNA PULL OUT THE ITALIAN

“Mi stai spezzando il cuore qui sorellina... non puoi uscire finché non sono morto...” (you’re breaking my heart here lil sis you can’t date til I’m dead)

“ALLORA COME CAZZO USCIREI? SONO SOLO UN’ORA IN RITARDO DOPO DI TE?” (Then how the fuck would I date I’m only a hour late after you)

I feel like he would do the hand gesture, 🤌 yeahhhh…..

During the months he would try to give you the birds and the bees talk when you obviously know what it is, and you’re running away from him.

Of course he won’t stalk you, he’s too much of a good brother to do that to you. So you are lucky

But one word that your boyfriend is hurting you verbally, physically, or emotionally. He’s hurting him 10 times bad.

Lorenzo Berkshire

“I wanna meet him.”

“WHY YOU LOOKIN AT ME LIKE THAT?!.”

His soft face turned serious when you told him you’re dating someone. Because you thought Lorenzo would react happy for you.

He’s literally acting like a father as he has the boyfriend in front of him, wand in hand as his smile was tight. “So, I heard your dating my sister. Why?”

Pulls out the “why do you wanna date my daughter/sister” card😭😭

If the boyfriend passes, he’s welcome. If not, find a better boyfriend.

[hxuse-xf-black]

[Bellatrix's first ride on the Hogwarts Express] Bellatrix, leaning out the window: Bye Reg! Bye Cissy! Bye Andy! Bye Reg! Bye Siri- Sirius: You said bye to Reg twice. Bellatrix: I like Regulus best.