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vampire207343 · 3 years ago

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Potter twins

What if... James and Lily Potter has twin daughters, and their name are Athanasia Rhea (heiress Potter & Black) and Violet Lilian Potter (Girl-Who-lived).

After the Dark Lord attack Godric Hallow the two daughter of the Late Lord and Lady Potter are left to their muggle Aunt's doorstep with just a letter, during a cold night of October 31, 1981.

Grow up both Athanasia and Violet Potter are abuse by their relatives and Violet more so than Athanasia who was left on her own that she skip alot of grades that by the time she turn 9 years old she already graduate High School by then Athanasia Rhea Potter already discover the trunks

That her father left her to find when she turn 7 years old being the heir of the Potter family, she was left alot of books to learn from along with proper manners and etiquette of a pureblood since he was blood adopted by her godfather Sirius Orion Black which made her a pureblood unlike her younger twin sister. She was instructed by her father's letter to go Diagon Alley and visit Gringotts and she was told how to get their.

Even at ministry of magic Athanasia Rhea Potter-Black is registered by her late father James Potter and her godfather Sirius Black as a pureblood. With how the potter twins were raised Athanasia Potter grow up independant and travel many different magical Alleys even going to the Japan and China for a whole year after she graduate High school only return a month before her 11 birth day, but before she return she has commissioned a magical trunks that a cherry bloosom desgin and having her initial on the lock, the trunks itself it made from oldest cherry wood and have 1 kitchen compartment, 1 Greenhouse compartment, 1 Grand Libarry, 1 entertainment room, 1 Master bedroom and walk in closet, 1 Potion Lab and traing room for mundane and Magical along with being full equip with everything with the average size of a master bedroom. So the trunk so 7 vompartment in total it also anti-theft charm, Protective enchanment, and blood lock. Which the trunks cost her about 5 thounsand. Before she return to England she bought a computer and Iphone, Tablet that runs on magic. Since she need them to take Collage course online.

She also commissioned a magical focus ring which she wear on her middle finger.

3 days after she return to Surrey, Athanasia Potter is getting ready to get her heirship when she turn 11 years years old along getting a Inheartance test done as tradition for pureblood heirs.

The Potter twins got their Hogwart Letter from Rubeus Hagrid where he took tgem to Diagon Alley to go Gringotts and violet got to vault got some money for school supplies and some extra cash before leave Gringotts and it went unnoticed when they end leaving Athanasia Potter behind Gringotts, she also already got money ready along with extra cash for herself so after she did get the Heir Ring and Inheartance test she can go on her way.

Inheartance Test....

Name

Athanasia Rhea Potter-Black

Birthday

July 31, 1980

Age:

11 years old

Sibling:

Violet Lilian Potter (younger twin)

Heirship:

Anicent and Noble house of Potter

Anicent and Noble house of Black

Anicent and Noble house of Peverell

Anicent and Noble house of Le Fay

Relatives

James Harnold Potter - Father (deceased)

Lily Marie Potter née Evans - Mother (deceased)

Dorea Euphemia Potter née Black - paternal grandmother (deceased)

Charlus Fleamont Potter - Paternal Grandfather (deceased)

Primrose Evans née Hattaway - Maternal Grandmother (deceased)

Christopher Evans - Maternal Grandfather (deceased)

Petunia Anna Dursley née Evans - Aunt

Vernon Jonh Dursley - Uncle through marriage

Dudley Vernon Dursley - Cousin

Godparents:

Sirius Orion Black (wrongfully incarcerated)

Marlene Mckinnon (deceased)

Magical & Mandane Investment:

Micorsoft corporation- 50%

Apple Computer - 50%

Jaguar - 20%

Lamborghini - 20%

Dailey Prophet - 64%

Flourish & Blotts - 20%

The three broomsticks - 38%

St. Mungo's Hospital - 10%

Twilfitt and Tatting's - 85%

Property:

Prongs hideout - Honolulu hawaii

Lily Heaven - Monuriki island

Peverelle Castle - Athens Greece

Peverelle Manor - Kyoto Japan

Le Fay Manor - London England

Le Fay Villa - Beijing China

Potter Villa - Kyoto Japan

Potter Manor - Oxford England

Potter Mansion - Brooklyn New York

Number Twelve, Grimmauld Place - Muggle London

Magic Block

Magic Core - 70% Block by Albus Dumbledore

Eidetic Memory - 100% by Albus Dumbledor

Elemental - 100% by Albus Dumbledore

Beast speak - 100% Block by Albus Dumbledore

Natural Occlumency - 100% Block by Albus Dumbledore

Natural legilimency - 100% Block by Albus Dumbledore

Athanasia was furious for all the magic block on her person so she had them removed even if she had to pay the Goblins. And luckly Albus Dumbledore wasn't stealing from any of her vault or their will be hell to pay. And It wasn't long before Athanasia left Gringrotts and got her suppies and School books along with get few more she like and they are

- Magical Maturity: A guide to your Magical Growth by Archeus the wise

- The Healing Arts by Jasmine Helios

-The Elements and How to use them by Emmeline Aqua

- Magical Plants and Herbs from A to Z by Frederica Myerson

- The way of the Sword and Magical Combat by Sesshomaru Taisho

- Crystal Magic by Aurora Kane

Before meeting with her sister Violet Potter in Madam Malkin's to get fit for their school Robe by then she already bought her wand

She chosen not to get a pet this year made in 5th year. Before return back Private Drive 4 until school Start in September 1, 1991.

It wasn't known very well but I discover a couple years ago that the Potter family aren't light oriented like every one believe them all to them the Potter dark grey oriented family but their are some who chosen to side with the light that not many know that the Potter are dark grey oriented wizarding family and not Even the Great Albus Dumbledore know the true oriented of the Potter family since Violet was one of the rare Potter born to have Light oriented magic unlike her elder sister Athanasia. But it was well known to Dark and Grey oriented wizarding Family.

1 week later

(Let's pretend Violet's eyes are lime green)

Violet Potter and Athanasia Potter both ready for Hogwarts they are already in the station they try to find platform 9¾ when Athanasia Potter

(Pretend her eyes are Emerald Green)

Accidently found it luckly she quickly got bearing before she could fall to the ground. By then she already in the middle of the term of her Online Collage.

Violet Potter end up sorted in Griffindore like both our parents but I got sorted in Slytherin like our grandmother Dorea Potter née Black. She became friends with Draco Malfoy, Theo Nott, Blasie Zabini, Daphne Greengrass, and Tracy Davis. And her friends are the only one who seem to notice Athanasia's unique eyes which look like the most beautiful Emerald Jewel they ever so.

During the Holiday Athanasia to leave Hogwarts and travel back to Japan since she completely forgot to buy herself new clothes since her old ones has gotten smaller and going to Magical china to buy the shoes she wanted. She also finish her first tearm of Collage online.

Before the morning of Christmas day the Potter account manager call forth the missing heirloom of the Potter family which has been past down from first born to child for generation the invisible cloak

Albus Dumbledore was hoping to give the Cloak to the youngest Potter so he took it out from the Potter vault but the cloak call back to vault before Christmas morning, before Violet even saw it.

A week later...

(Athanasia is wearing this loli dress)

(Wearing this on her feet)

Before returning Hogwarts after the holiday.

4 years later...

Athanasia Rhea Potter and her younger twin sister Violet Lilian Potter enter their 4th year and last year Athanasia's godfather Sirius Black broke out of azkaban last year to Save Violet from the real traitor of the Potter family and he died saving those "Golden Trio" Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley and Violet Potter from Remus Lupin's wolf form from attacking them it didn't help anything that he was unexpectedly surrounded dementor and end up lossing his souls along side Violet's own godfather Remus Lupin. Violet Potter still feeling Guilty for unknowingly causing the death of Sirius Black and Remus Lupin. It's the catalyst that made the Potter twins to break contact from one another completely.

This year I heard from my cousin and friend Draco Malfoy who heard it from his father that Hogwarts would be canceling Quidditch and Hosting a Tri-wizarding tournament so their would be two other school going in Hogwarts this year.

(Athanasia's wearing this dress)

(Athanasia's wearing this shoe)

During the Hogwarts Express.

2 days After the student of Dumstrang and Beauxbatons arrive they had the feast before bring out the Goblet of Fire and the professor put alot of security and put prevent under-age witches and wizard from entering the tri-wizard tournament. By then every one who wanted to enter already put their name in the goblet.

It wasn't long before the champion of the tri-wizard tournament were selected the first was the champion of Dumstrang is... Viktor Krum, the champion of Beauxbatons is... Fleur Delacour and the Champion of hogwarts is... Cedric Diggory. The three champion was made to enter another room when the Goblet of Fire chosen another which suprise everyone when they already has the three champion and the last name to be call out was the unexpected one at that it's non-other than Violet Lilian Potter herself.

Which the student of Hogwarts didn't believe for a secound that Violet didn't put her name at the Goblet. So they turn their back at her like always everytime some thing gose wrong yet Violet still hasn't gotten use to it by now. The hufflepuff house were the more furious than any house in Hogwarts.

The first task the champion are required to do were to retrieve a golden egg

from a nesting Dragon that are protecting it, which is quite dangerous I'm suprise that Violet even survive facing nesting dragon who are protecting their eggs, even if she berly escape being mull by Hungarian Horntail if the dragon tamers didn't Calm down dragon.

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hpwlwbigbang · 2 years ago

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FIC & ART: (Self)Deception

Title: (Self)Deception

Pairing: Petunia Evans Dursley/Narcissa Black Malfoy

Author: space_mermaid

Artists: @digthewriter & @anaxandria-writes

Rating: E

Warnings/Content Notes: Slow Burn, Post-Second Wizarding War with Voldemort, late bloomer lesbian, Friends to Lovers, Secret Identity, Family Drama, Bisexual Female Character, partially redeemed character, Minor Character Death, minor/background Drarry, Past Rape/Non-con, implied underage rape, Sexual Trauma, implied fertility issues, Implied/Referenced Incest, Self-Harm, Suicidal Thoughts, Suicide Attempt, Torture, flashback to murder, Homophobia, Internalized Homophobia, Violence, m/f sex scene, F/F sex scene, mention of past abortion, Domestic Violence, Self-Hatred, Abduction, POV Alternating

Summary: Narcissa Malfoy is sentenced to two years of rehabilitation. She and Lucius take on new names and live amongst Muggles, a task made all the more arduous by their prickly handler. Although Narcissa is confident in her ability to fake it til she makes it, she quickly realises her freedom is not guaranteed. And her motives are muddied as she becomes closer to a kind Muggle woman.

Petunia Dursley is struggling to find her footing when Dudley leaves for university. She joins the Eardisley Women’s Institute despite Vernon’s grumblings. Her goal of making acquaintances suitable to invite over for tea is overshadowed after a chance encounter with the mysterious newcomer to the village. As she grows closer to Priscilla, everything she thought she knew about herself unravels.

Word Count: 58,000

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mystickitten42 · 3 years ago

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Fic Claim: Until It All Comes Undone

Title: Until It All Comes Undone Song Prompt: 🎵 Hallucinogenics by Matt Maeson Written for: @hd-wireless Rating: Explicit Word Count: 38.5k Relationships: Draco/Harry, Harry & Petunia, Draco & Hermione Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, EWE, Post-Second War with Voldemort, Temporary MCD, Cardiopulmonary Resuscitation, Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Falling in Love, Getting Together, Draco Malfoy in the Muggle World, Number Four Privet Drive, King’s Cross Station, Amnesia, Memory Loss, Grief/Mourning, Drug Use, LSD, Hallucinogens, Hallucinations, good and bad acid trips, Nightmares, Accidental Magic, Magical Theory, Experimental Magic, The Elder Wand, Obliviate | Memory Charm (Harry Potter), Deception, Gaslighting, Confinement, Alcohol Abuse, Drinking, Smoking, Owls, Smut, Blowjobs, Hand Jobs, Frottage, Boys Kissing, Anal Sex, Rimming, Diary/Journal, Canon-Typical Violence, Mentions of Torture and Abuse, Minor Character Death, POV Multiple, POV Harry Potter, POV Draco Malfoy, POV Petunia Evans Dursley

Summary: Following his confrontation with Voldemort, Harry returns from King’s Cross Station completely changed. He wakes up at Privet Drive with no memory of his past, the war or magic. Petunia, widowed and suffering from empty nest syndrome, is only too happy to turn Harry into Dudley 2.0.

But something’s not quite right. Plagued by recurring nightmares, Harry can’t help but feel something is missing. A bottle of his cousin’s LSD helps him to forget his worries… Magic may not be real, but the hallucinations and the hot blond he meets all feel pretty magical to Harry.

Having turned his back on his family, Draco is determined to start over and do the right thing. But he’s never made good decisions when it comes to Harry Potter. When Potter—presumed dead, but very much alive—unexpectedly returns, Draco will do anything for a second chance. Even if it means pretending not to know who he is…

Excerpt:

Draco leaned forward and brought his hand up to Harry’s forehead. He gently massaged circles into Harry’s brow, and Harry smiled.

“That’s better. This is probably going to sound strange, but I feel different when I’m with you.” Harry pulled back and fished a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. He lit one, then inhaled deeply and let the smoke waft from his mouth. “It started the moment I first saw you. It’s like, the past few months, nothing concrete has come back to me. There have been a few flashes, but they’ve all proven false. But with you”—he took another drag—“it’s hard to describe the feeling, but you feel familiar. It’s like when you know the word for something, and it’s on the tip of your tongue, but you just can’t remember it. Are you sure we weren’t friends?”

Draco bit his lip. “I meant it when I said we’ve never been friends.”

Harry passed Draco the cigarette, and he inhaled deeply, the smoke calming his nerves. They were getting too close to the truth.

“Then maybe you remind me of someone I knew. Perhaps someone I cared for.”

“Or maybe someone you hated with a passion.”

Harry snorted and reclaimed the cigarette. “That makes no sense. Why fixate on someone you hate?”

Draco shrugged. “Sometimes life makes no sense.”

“Until it does.” Harry gazed into Draco’s eyes dreamily, and Draco could feel his ears go pink.

Author Notes: A million thank-you’s to my amazing beta @peachpety who cheered me on, gave me pep talks, and even took time out from her vacation to finish beta reading this for me. Sending you a great big hug and a stiff drink in a coconut with a fruit skewer and tiny umbrella on top 😘 Special thanks to @pennygalleon for all your time answering my brit-picky questions 💕

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#Drarry #Drarry fic #hd wireless 2021 #my fic #memory loss #LSD #hallucinations #Draco in the Muggle World #Magical Theory #Experimental Magic

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hd-wireless · 3 years ago

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🎶 H/D Wireless Fic 🎶

🎵 Until It All Comes Undone 🎵 Rating: Explicit 🎵 Word Count: 38.5k 🎵 Warnings/Tags: AU - Canon Divergence, EWE, Post-Second War with Voldemort, Temporary MCD, Cardiopulmonary Resuscitation, Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Falling in Love, Getting Together, Draco Malfoy in the Muggle World, Number Four Privet Drive, King’s Cross Station, Amnesia, Memory Loss, Grief/Mourning, Drug Use, LSD, Hallucinogens, Hallucinations, good and bad acid trips, Nightmares, Accidental Magic, Magical Theory, Experimental Magic, The Elder Wand, Obliviate | Memory Charm, Deception, Gaslighting, Confinement, Alcohol Abuse, Drinking, Smoking, Owls, Smut, Blowjobs, Hand Jobs, Frottage, Boys Kissing, Anal Sex, Rimming, Diary/Journal, Canon-Typical Violence, Mentions of Torture and Abuse, Minor Character Death, POV Multiple, POV Harry Potter, POV Draco Malfoy, POV Petunia Evans Dursley 🎵 Song Prompt: Hallucinogenics by Matt Maeson

🎵 Summary:

Following his confrontation with Voldemort, Harry returns from King’s Cross Station completely changed. He wakes up at Privet Drive with no memory of his past, the war or magic. Petunia, widowed and suffering from empty nest syndrome, is only too happy to turn Harry into Dudley 2.0. But something’s not quite right. Plagued by recurring nightmares, Harry can’t help but feel something is missing. A bottle of his cousin’s LSD helps him to forget his worries… Magic may not be real, but the hallucinations and the hot blond he meets all feel pretty magical to Harry. Having turned his back on his family, Draco is determined to start over and do the right thing. But he’s never made good decisions when it comes to Harry Potter. When Potter—presumed dead, but very much alive—unexpectedly returns, Draco will do anything for a second chance. Even if it means pretending not to know who he is…

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#hd wireless 2021 #HD Wireless #drarry fest #drarry fic #hd wireless fic

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dewitty1 · 4 years ago

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Modern Love

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Chapters: 8/8 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter Characters: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Lucius Malfoy, Narcissa Black Malfoy, Andromeda Black Tonks, Teddy Lupin Additional Tags: Draco Malfoy in the Muggle World, Slow Burn, Oblivious Harry Potter, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, idiots to lovers, Politics, Ministry of Magic (Harry Potter), Songfic, Friendship, Found Family, Mentions of Cancer, References to Illness, Chemotherapy, references to canonical child abuse, references to canonical deaths, References to Depression, Drunkenness, Sad Harry Potter, Church Services, Hymns, Atheism, Kissing in Church, Religious Discussion, Light Angst, Boxing & Fisticuffs, Minor Injuries, Blood and Injury, Gay vicar, Original Character(s), Original Character Illness, Magical Theory (Harry Potter), Scars, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Happy Ending, Minor Draco Malfoy/ Sexy Tall Vicar, Draco Kisses Someone Briefly That’s All I Promise, Magic/Muggle Relations, Jealousy, Family Drama Series: Part 1 of Modern Love

Summary:

Harry Potter, of all people, knows that life isn’t always fair. And no one gets to be happy all of the time. But surely there’s something more—something better—than a rubbish Ministry job, and a lonely old house, and that feeling that everyone out there is doing a better job of living than Harry is.

And it really doesn’t seem fair that Draco Malfoy is back in Harry’s life, all of a sudden, and even though he’s wandless, and living with Muggles, and making his mother cry with his lifestyle choices, he’s happy. So what’s he doing right, that Harry isn’t?

Because things don’t really change, do they? And if Harry can’t be happy, he’ll settle for a good night’s sleep, some posh antiques, and the opportunity to find out what Malfoy has been up to for all these years.

And that’s what starts it all.

Excerpt:

“Do you know,” he says conversationally, “when I was little, my mother used to wash my hair for me.”

“I did not know that,” Harry says gravely. “Though I can’t say I’m surprised. It was always particularly glossy-looking when we were at school.”

The disadvantage of Malfoy being so close, Harry discovers, is that it’s easy for him to find the softest bit of Harry’s tummy to pinch.

“I was actually quite a cosseted child. Spoiled rotten in fact. You may find that astonishing when you consider what a delight I was as a teenager. But my parents were busy people. My father ran the estate, and spent a lot of time in London, of course. So I didn’t see them much in the evenings. The nursery was in its own wing, naturally, and my nanny was very attentive.“

Harry snorts at that, but then thinks about tiny Draco with his face upturned toward Lucius, alight with worship, and feels a bit sad.

"So it was my favourite thing when I was small, having my mother give me a bath. It was always a very special treat. She’d sit on the floor with her sleeves rolled up and the front of her robes would get all wet and foamy from me splashing, but she never minded. And she’d keep spelling the water hot so I could stay in for as long as I wanted.”

Harry can’t imagine it. He vaguely remembers when he was tiny, standing shivering in the Dursleys’ avocado-coloured bath while Petunia sprayed him with tepid water from the shower head, scrubbed him with carbolic soap. And then after a while, she stopped even doing that. Harry used to sneak in and wash when no one noticed, used to pile his clothes in with the rest of the laundry, since he was the one doing it anyway. But he knows that as a child he was probably never all that clean. How did no one ever notice, he wonders, not for the first time. Why did no one care?

“And when I was tired and wanted to get out, she’d turn me around with my back to the edge—” Harry hears the snap of a bottle lid, smells something fresh and sharp, like the crush of sun-hot meadow grass (like Malfoy, he thinks) “—and she’d wash my hair for me.”

Then Malfoy’s hand is on Harry’s hair, and he starts to rub gentle, workmanlike circles from Harry’s crown down to his nape. He pulls his other hand back from around Harry’s body, though he stays close enough that Harry can still feel him against his back, and then he starts to work through Harry’s hair with both hands. His fingers are strong, raising bubbles at Harry’s temples, moving with pure intent through the curls that are flattened and lengthened by water, resting at his nape for a moment, gathering the curls in his fist then releasing them as he lathers, sluices, strokes.

It’s all Harry can do to keep quiet. Having Malfoy touch him like this—having anyone touch him like this—feels like too much. No one has ever laid hands on him like this, with such focus, like he’s the only thing that matters.

And he thinks of Narcissa crying at Andy’s kitchen table all those months ago, and how he had wondered why anyone would want to cry over Malfoy, of all people. How stupid he had been, how stupid and short-sighted, to think that Malfoy was unlovable just because Harry had him all neatly tidied away in his mind, relegated to uselessness by some weird little childhood rivalry.

Malfoy is probably the most lovable person Harry can think of, it turns out—he just hadn’t known it before. And in the end, it was just a case of Malfoy deciding to let Harry love him, that was all. Once Malfoy made that decision, there was nothing Harry could have done.

And now he knows how Narcissa feels, because his eyes are smarting with the sour threat of unshed tears. He wants to cry over arguing with Malfoy, who is one of his best friends and who he’s pretty sure he’d do anything for, and when did that even happen?

Malfoy’s hands are still in Harry’s hair, and the lather is sliding down Harry’s body to puddle at their feet, and he doesn’t think anything has ever felt quite so intimate as the insistent pressure of Malfoy’s fingers on the hidden curves of bone behind Harry’s ears. Malfoy keeps talking.

“She was so gentle with me,” he says. His voice is nearly a whisper, but his mouth is so close to Harry’s ear that every word carries over the water. “She used to say, ‘I’ll take care of you, sweetheart. I’ll take care of you.’”

He tugs his fingers through the lengths of Harry’s hair, lets the water rinse him clean, then lets his hands fall to Harry’s shoulders, his thumbs moving in restless circles over the notches of Harry’s spine.

“I’ll take care of you, sweetheart,” he says again, and it means something different this time—something for the now, rather than an echo of the past—and Harry hadn’t realised how long he’d been waiting to hear that. Usually, taking care of Harry is a duty. And some people hated him for it, and even the people who didn’t ended up getting hurt, dying.

Malfoy says it like it’s easy, like it’s a gift. Like it’s not a chore at all, just a simple pleasure.

Harry lets his head fall back onto Malfoy’s shoulder, so Malfoy’s face fits snug in the curve of Harry’s throat, and Malfoy’s arms drop down to fit around Harry’s waist again. Harry isn’t sure how long they stay there, but the water starts to run cool, and the creaking pipes make a resentful thumping sound when Harry fiddles with the dial to turn the heat up.

“When I came into the shower,” Malfoy murmurs, “I was going to kiss you.”

And Harry’s blood does that dizzying swoop that sometimes happens around Malfoy, only this time it all rushes straight to his wet naked cock, and he’s hard and getting harder at just the thought of a kiss, and he wonders distantly if instead of being mad about Malfoy, he’s just going a bit mad in general. It’s been a while since he’s been with anyone, after all. And it’s been even longer than that again since he’s been with someone he likes so much.

“Only I thought…” Malfoy’s low, amused voice is a torture device this close to his ear. “I thought if I kissed you, we would probably end up fucking, Which… you know. It might not be such a bad thing, to get it out of our systems. Right? And it would probably be really good.”

“Thanks,” Harry says distantly, absurdly.

“For you Potter, because it would be sex with me, please keep up. But then I got in here with you and I ended up talking about my fucking mother to you, telling you things I’ve never told anyone, and I could feel you getting all tense and weird about how those arsehole Muggles of yours never took care of you, let alone that prick Dumbledore who at least was supposed to be one of the good guys.”

He sighs again, moves his face away from where he’s still nuzzling Harry’s neck, and hooks his chin over Harry’s shoulder. His arms tighten around Harry’s middle.

“And I remembered that sex is easy. It’s so fucking easy, and because it would be good, it might feel like the right thing to do. But we’ve worked so hard at this, haven’t we? Yeah, I know it’s a horror to have to talk about it, but fuck it. We’re friends now, but it took so long to get here. Have you ever had to work so hard at something before?“

“Well. I mean, I did have to kill Voldemort when I was seventeen?”

“I’m including that, and I’m including your opening waltz at the Yule Ball because that was a study in despair for all concerned, including those of us who had to sit through it. Look, we took a while to get here, is what I’m saying. It probably felt like a terrible idea most of the time we were doing it. God, remember that first time at Fand’s? The first time my friends found out about you? Weasley’s birthday party? But then I didn’t even notice when the you part of it all started being something easy. And if we kiss, we have to figure the whole thing out again. So now I don’t know what to do. Because…” —the ghost of a hot breath against Harry’s ear, and the shivery feeling of Malfoy’s mouth moving close enough to touch Harry’s skin— “… I would really like to kiss you now, and I don’t know how to feel about that.”

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nah-she-didnt · 4 years ago

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Surprise! A Jily multi-chapter for your consideration

Hey y’all!

I had this idea today, wrote all this down, and proof read it exactly one (1) time. So we’ll see how this whole multi-chapter-thing goes, but I’ll likely be building the plane as I fly it. Please enjoy Chapter 1 of my new fic, Spirits and Bones, based loosely on “Ivy” by Taylor Swift. CW: Brief rape mention, not explicit

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Spirits And Bones

Chapter 1: The Hawthorne

Lily knew there was no magic in this place.

She could always feel magic before she could see it. She felt the vibrations on her fingertips, the electricity beneath her bare feet on hallowed ground. Magic was light, intense. This house, however, sat heavily upon the earth. Nothing buzzed beneath her feet as she stood and looked up at its high walls. She could see the window sills were still covered in heavy snow from last night’s storm.

“Come, now.” Petunia seized her above the elbow and marched her toward the front door. Her dress itched her arm beneath her sister’s hand. It was new, deep green silk and trimmed with braided bronze fabric. Petunia deemed the color acceptable against Lily’s pale complexion. “We may as well try to make the most of it,” Petunia had huffed, glaring at Lily’s deep red hair. Red hair was generally regarded as unlucky, and Petunia was sure that it would prevent Lily from making a proper match.

Their father trailed behind his daughters. He didn’t speak, but Lily thought she saw him flinch when Petunia grabbed her arm. He had a gentle heart, she knew, but he was a weak man. Far too weak to stand up for her now.

Lily felt her sense of dread grow as they marched toward the oak front door of the house. This was never supposed to be her future. Her mother had taught her to read, write, and heal before the age of six. Lily was supposed to become a proper healer and perhaps, one day, marry if she chose. As the youngest daughter of a wealthy man she had options. Now that she was the youngest daughter of a poor former lord she was only a burden.

Petunia knocked, and the family waited in silence for someone to appear at the door. A small girl in a simple black dress, her hair tucked into a bonnet, answered and bade them enter. The house was certainly larger than an average cottage but seemed contradictory. Fine tapestries lined walls made of dilapidated old stones. There were expensive-looking trinkets displayed on every surface, but the place had a musty smell to it. This, Lily supposed, was the trouble with coming into new money. There was enough to decorate your home so that it appeared impressive, but not enough to truly live as the wealthy lived.

The girl led them down the hall and into a large room lit with torches. Ominous-looking paintings of sour men grimaced down at them from above. “My master will be with ye’ soon,” squeaked the girl, and she left the room.

Lily wasn’t sure what to do now. Should she sit and arrange herself into a pleasing pose on one of the chairs? Should she stand by the fireplace? No, Petunia would probably say that the firelight would only exacerbate her already unfortunate hair. She compromised by standing between her father and sister, trying to look more confident than she felt.

The door banged open and Lily jumped. A tall, mean-faced man stood in the doorway. He had long, lank, jet-black hair that fell into his black eyes. His clothes looked expensive, but not well cared for. She noticed a burn on his collar as if he had let ash from his pipe burn away the fabric there.

The man strode into the room, followed by a boy around her age. He too had long dark hair that looked unwashed, but he didn’t look hard like his father. He looked frightened.

“So,” said the older man, as he shook Lily’s father’s hand, “how are you, Bartholomew?”

“I am well, Tobias” said her father, who looked as if he were also trying to exude confidence where he had none, “this is my daughter, Lady Petunia Dursley.”

“Charming girl,” Tobias took her sister’s hand and kissed it, “I’ve done business with your husband, Lady. A fine gentleman.”

Petunia beamed. “Your acquaintance with my husband does not surprise me,” she simpered, batting her eyelids, “he trades with all the most noble men in the country.”

The man let out a mirthless, booming laugh. “Oh, my dear, you flatter me. And this,” he said, pushing his son forward, “Is my son, Severus. Say hello, boy.”

“‘Lo,” Snape muttered, not looking at Lily.

His father nudged him hard in the shoulder, “Louder, so the lady can hear you. It’s never too early for a wife to learn to heed her husband’s words, am I correct, Bartholomew?”

Lily’s father produced a tight-lipped smile in response. Lily felt her face burn.

“Now,” Tobias growled, as if he had just noticed that Lily was in the room, “this must be your youngest. Shame my own wife lives and that this flower is to be given to my son.”

Petunia laughed. Lily felt like she might be sick.

“You honor me, my lord,” she said through gritted teeth. She knew she had to appease the father if she was to marry the son.

He leered at her for a moment more, then turned back to her father. “Right,” he said, rubbing his hands together eagerly, “I believe we have some business to attend to. Come, step into my study and we can finalize the arrangement. I believe your daughter can serve as chaperone for the time being. Not that they’ll need a chaperone much longer, ha!” And with that, Tobias motioned for her father to follow him out of the hall. Her father gave Lily one apologetic look, then left the room.

Lily, Petunia, and Severus stood in silence for a moment.

“Shall we sit?” Severus gestured awkwardly to the chairs in front of the fire. Desperate for something to do, Lily followed him. The chair was intricately decorated but uncomfortable, and she tried to arrange her hands in her lap like she’d seen other ladies do.

Petunia sat stiff as a board in her chair. “So, Severus,” Petunia sniffed, “what do you intend to do for an occupation when you and my sister marry?”

Severus looked surprised that Petunia had spoken so frankly. “I plan to manage the land that belongs to my father while I learn his trade. He trades luxury goods to nobbles.”

Petunia pursed her lips, and Lily could tell that she was trying to hide her displeasure. “Lovely. Doesn’t that sound lovely, Lily?”

“Yes, very lovely” said Lily quickly, “where is this land, Severus?” Where is the land where I will spend the rest of my depressing life, she wanted to say.

Snape motioned towards the wall lined with windows. “Just over the hill there, we’ll still be close to my father.”

“Oh. Good.” She forced herself to smile, but she felt hopelessness begin to close in. This could not be her life.

“The house is modest, but not uncomfortable,” he looked slightly embarrassed now, “father says that if I learn his trade I may one day knock it down and build a grander house. A castle, maybe.”

Lily smiled and nodded as if this idea pleased her. All she could think about was getting out of this itchy dress.

They sat in silence for several long minutes. Lily felt her thoughts drift back to her mother. The elders in her town said that her mother, Isadora, was the daughter of faeries, that she knew the ways of old magic. It had caused a minor scandal when Isadora had married Lily’s father. She didn’t come from money, and her father had been a wealthy and influential man back then. He always said that he married her mother for love, not for advantage. This had always been Isadora’s plan for Lily as well. Petunia dreamed of a good match ever since she was a little girl, but Lily had magic in her bones.

Her mother had noticed Lily’s magic one day as they walked through the woods together. Lily remembered that she had grown hot under her blue child’s dress and tugged at her sleeves and collar. Her mother had asked her what was wrong. Lily replied that the air around her pricked at her skin.

Ever since that day Isadora taught her daughter to recognize signs of magic in the earth. They walked into the forest and pressed their palms to tree trunks to feel the vibrations beneath the surface. They let water rush over their feet until Lily could trace the stream’s progress over the rounded stones in the riverbed. And, most importantly, Isadora had taught her to heal.

The doors banged open again. Tobias and her father strode into the room, Tobias roaring with laughter over some unknown joke.

“Cozy, are we?” Tobias smirked down at Lily and Severus. She saw Severus’ sallow skin flush with embarrassment.

“We will return in one week for the ceremony,” Lily’s father extended a hand to Tobias. He shook it vigorously.

“Yes, soon these lovebirds won’t have to wait anymore to be husband and wife. I’m sure you are both thrilled, are you not?”

Neither Lily or Severus spoke. Petunia poked Lily hard in the back so Tobias couldn’t see.

“Yes, thrilled, my lord.” She hoped that she wouldn’t have to sound this disingenuous for the rest of her life.

The ceremony was not a grand affair. Only Lily, Severus, and their immediate families attended. Lily read vows off a scrap of paper written in her sister’s hand. They had been the vows that Petunia used when she married Vernon. The words made Lily want to jump into a well.

After the ceremony Severus showed her to their new home. It was a small stone cottage with two floors, a dusty kitchen, and a small space for a garden outside. It was grim, Lily couldn’t lie to herself, but she supposed there were worse circumstances in which to live. At least she had a view of the pasture of sheep from her sitting room window. The only thing that truly enchanted her about the house were the tendrils of ivy that covered the walls from ground to sky. The branches snaked so thick across the stones that Lily could hardly see the blue-gray bricks beneath.

The wedding night was, mercifully, brief. Severus fumbled for her in the dark for a few moments while she lay as still as possible. She should be grateful, she supposed, that he did not have his father’s strength or appetite. He seemed timid to touch her, as if she was made of glass and would break at any moment. This did not, however, stop him from consummating the marriage.

She spent a few days exploring the grounds around the house. Severus spent most of his days with his father, so Lily traipsed through the growing snow banks that blanketed the fields and forest. For three days she felt no magic. The trees here seemed as dead as the big house had felt. But then, on the fourth day after her wedding, Lily felt something.

As she approached the expanse of forest at the edge of their property she ground beneath her feet grow warm. It was hard to tell through the thick snow boots she wore, so she removed her shoes and stood with her feet planted firmly on the ground. The snow felt unnaturally warm to the touch, as if she stood on sun-baked sand not frozen water.

She took a step forward and winced, withdrawing her foot from the frozen earth. She turned west and stepped again, this time feeling warmth once more. She meandered like this for a while, leaving an unpredictable pattern of footsteps behind her as she pursued the magic. After about an hour Lily noticed that her neck ached. She had been so busy watching the ground around her that she hadn’t bothered to look up.

Lily raised her head and gasped. She found herself in a clearing in the woods, surrounded by an unnaturally-perfect circle of trees. In the clearing’s dead center stood a lone Hawthorne tree. Lily recognized the tree’s branches as a Hawthorne from her studies with her mother. Legend said that Hawthornes were the doorway between the magical and mortal worlds. Most mortal people did not trust them. Farmers often ignored Hawthornes that stood in their fields, refusing to cut them down to make room for livestock, lest they anger the faeries that lived there.

Lily knew better than to fear a Hawthorne tree, but she still kept a safe distance. She could just make out a group of strange markings carved into the trunk. No mortal would dare to mark a Hawthorne tree…

She took a step forward, feeling the warmth grow once more beneath her feet. Suddenly, she heard a loud snapping of branches, and nearly jumped out of her own skin. She whirled around to find the culprit.

An enormous, magnificent stag loomed between two trees surrounding the clearing. His coat was chestnut brown, and the tops of his antlers stood at least ten feet off the ground. The stag looked at her curiously, his head tilted to one side as if he had never seen anything like her before. Perhaps he hadn’t, she thought, she wasn’t sure how populated these woods were. Suddenly she felt nervous, those antlers looked like they were more than capable of ripping through her flesh if the stag felt threatened.

Lily held up her hands in front of her placatingly. “I’m sorry,” she said in a loud, clear voice, “I’ll leave now.” Why on earth was she speaking to a stag as if he could understand her?

The stag huffed and pawed the ground nervously. She backed away, hands still raised, but to her surprise the stag followed her. He approached her slowly until he was directly in front of her, then lowered his magnificent head. Somehow she knew what the stag wanted from her.

She reached out a trembling hand and placed her palm between the stag’s eyes. She felt a jolt run through her and flinched, yanking her hand back in surprise. The stag gave her one last knowing look and turned to gallop away into the trees.

#Jily au #Jily fic #multi-chapter #spirits and bones #nina writes #Lily arranged marriage to snape #CW: rape mention #jily slowburn

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halothenthehorns · 3 years ago

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BACK TO THE BURROW

Harry found himself flipping to the next chapter with a smile on his face, and he put it all down to the fact that he was headed over to the Burrow house!

Harry had all of his treasured possessions packed in no time, including his Invisibility Cloak he'd inherited from his father, and his Firebolt that Sirius had given him,

James couldn't help a little smirk, at least his cloak was mentioned first.

and his Marauders Map. He'd cleaned out his loose floorboard, made sure every corner of his room was free of his belongings, and even took down the chart he always had hanging up marking the days until he went back to school. The rest of the house lay in a tense silence, the known coming of assorted wizards

"Assorted," Lily sniffed at their typical over exaggeration. "It's going to be Ron, one of his parents, and that's it. They might try to make pleasant conversation for five seconds before they realize you're a waste of space and be done."

was making the Dursley's more irritable than normal.

Sirius couldn't help but squirm in agitation. He hated to think of Harry there when they were in a good mood, he didn't like to think of him being around when they were even more bad tempered with him than normal.

Harry left his trunk in his room and chose to sit on the stairs as five o'clock came around, and when Vernon caught sight of him he snapped at Harry that these people had better have dressed right.

"Oh yes, because they're so likely to come in their nightgowns," Remus snorted.

He'd seen the garb they chose to wear, and they'd better have the courtesy to show up in normal clothing.

"What does he mean by normal?" James frowned.

"If they showed up in their best black tie, Vernon would still hate them, so it doesn't really matter," Lily huffed.

Harry flashed back to the two Weasley parents, who he'd never seen outside of their robes. This didn't bother Harry, but he now felt a stirring of nerves at how the Dursley's might treat them when they showed up looking like their idea of the worst kind of wizards.

All five of them were frowning for that very same reason now, none of them wanted to hear about this exchange. It might have the one benefit of making the Weasley's look further into Harry's care there, it just sort of depended on how bad this got.

Vernon chose to put on his best suit for the night, and while some might think this a kind gesture,

"Sadly we know better," Sirius sighed.

Harry knew it was because Vernon wanted to look impressive and intimidating.

"A feat he would marvelously fail at no matter what he's wearing," Remus scathed.

Dudley was behaving peculiarly as well, out of fear. The last time he'd met a fully grown wizard, he'd come out of the exchange with a pigs tail,

"Still one of my favorite moments," Sirius snickered.

which his parents had to pay to remove. Dudley was clearly still scarred by the event, as the closer the time approached, the more often he could be seen rubbing his bum, and walking sideways through the rooms so as not to present the same target.

James didn't even try to smother his cackle, that was hilarious and deserved.

Lunch was a mute meal. Dudley didn't even protest at the food, cottage cheese and grated celery.

Lily shuddered in protest of imagining her poor boy eating that, thankful that the moment Harry arrived at the Weasley's they'd stuff more than enough food down him.

Petunia wasn't eating at all, but instead spent the time chewing on her tongue, as though forcing herself not to shoot something nasty at Harry.

"I'm not even going to ask for what," Remus rolled his eyes.

Vernon was the first to speak up by demanding of Harry that they'd be arriving by car of course.

That gave them all a pause, as they considered this for the first time. The most common way for them to travel was apparition, but neither of Ron's parents would attempt that with two minors.

"Maybe Mr. Weasley did get another car and flew, err, drove it there," James offered with a small smirk.

"I somehow doubt it," Lily huffed. "After the catastrophe of the last one, even with the end results."

"Well then, I've got nothing." Remus shrugged, waving Harry on with curiosity now.

Harry wasn't sure of the answer, as the Weasley's didn't own a car anymore. Mr. Weasley had been able to get one from work before though, so it was possible he'd done so again.

"Makes sense," Lily nodded in agreement.

He agreed out loud, and waited expectantly for Vernon to ask what model. He was known for judging people on how expensive their cars were,

"Can't say I'm remotely surprised," Sirius mumbled.

but Harry doubted whether Vernon would have taken to Mr. Weasley even if he drove a Ferrari.

James just rolled his eyes, he didn't need to ask to grasp that this must just be a very nice style of car.

After dinner he went back up to his bedroom, unable to stand watching the others obsessively check out the window as if a wild rhino would come up the drive any second.

Remus couldn't help a little snort of surprise at such a random comparison, though he rather liked the idea.

When it was fifteen till though, Harry went back to sit on the stairs to find Vernon pretending to read a newspaper, and Dudley managing to smush himself into a chair. Harry hated the tension building,

"Really, because I'm rather enjoying it." James couldn't help a little sneer, any discomfort those Dursley's ever carried managing to vindictively cheer him up.

as five o'clock came and then went.

"Uh oh," Sirius muttered, raising a brow in surprise.

"Maybe Arthur got stuck at the office" Lily offered with a small frown, thinking there were plenty of logical reasons as to why either he or Molly could be running late.

"Or traffic," Remus agreed, unable to get his tone quite to the carless level he wanted.

They were probably all being paranoid for no reason, but it was hard to fight off after so many stressful days in a row. They really needed this to just be some simple mistake, and not something terrible having happened to the Weasley's next.

Vernon stomped to the door, checked the street to be sure, then turned on Harry and snapped that they were late!

"And you're an arse," Lily muttered. She was sure it wasn't five minutes and he was already jumping at Harry for it.

Harry offered back that they'd probably got caught in traffic, but then another quarter of time passed and Harry was starting to get on edge himself.

Harry was trying, as lightly as possible, to dig at his feelings and wonder if that anxious feeling got worse, and was pleased to find he didn't think the night ended too badly. Surely that meant nothing disastrous happened, it really was just an innocent mistake of being late. His tone carried that as he kept reading, managing to relax the others a little bit.

At half past, he heard Vernon and Petunia conversing in mutters about how they had no consideration for anyone.

"It's not as if they could call you and tell you," Lily rolled her eyes.

How the Dursley's might have had somewhere else to be and were being kept! Petunia offered that maybe they thought they'd be invited to dinner if they were late enough.

"Who on earth thinks like that?" Sirius scoffed.

Vernon snapped back this would not even be considered! They'd pick up the boy and be gone. If they were even still coming, they'd probably gotten the wrong day of the week,

"I somehow doubt that," James scoffed, thinking that at least Ron would have mailed something to Harry otherwise.

not that they cared about other people's time.

Remus sighed, sick of listening to this man categorize the whole of wizards, he hated stereotyping in general.

Either that or their tin-pot of a car they were driving broke do- but the rest of his sentence was cut off by a cry of shock.

Lily couldn't help but start when Harry started up with that noise, all eyes now watching him wearily like Harry was fixing to announce something had been set on fire.

Harry ran for the living room just as Dudley came waddling out. He demanded to know what had happened, but Dudley couldn't bring himself to say anything. His hands holding firmly to his arse, he made his ungainly way to the kitchen.

"His safe haven," Sirius nodded absently.

Harry made his way into the living room, and found the source of the disturbance, behind the Dursley's boarded up fireplace could be heard someone banging against the wall.

The second Sirius recognized what Harry was describing, he cracked up laughing, managing to melt all tension in the room. "Someone," he managed to gasp, "someone's got themselves stuck in the chimney!"

"They tried to Floo there." Lily added with an indulgent grin.

"Why would you board up a fireplace?" James asked, a crazy smile on his own face at how absurd the idea was.

"Some Muggles prefer electric fireplaces," Remus shrugged, not bothering to cover his mirth one bit. "What I'm curious is how the Weasley's even pulled this off, Muggle fireplaces aren't connected to the Floo."

"I'm assuming Arthur worked something out with the Ministry," Lily managed while still half giggling.

Petunia had backed up into the farthest wall as she demanded of Vernon what this could be, but Harry had no doubts as he heard a voice cry out in pain against someone named Fred,

"Fred?" Remus repeated in surprise. "Why would the twins come along?"

"Why wouldn't they?" James smirked, "Just an innocent pick up of their friend."

"Probably told their dad they wanted to see a Muggle house in daylight, he'd have eaten that right up," Remus agreed.

"I'm surprised Molly let them, after the last time they snuck off there," Lily said.

trying to tell him to go back,

"How were they supposed to get back?" Sirius chuckled, "They'd have to Floo, and there's clearly no fire, or setting a fire while they're stuck in there."

James was now at least pretending to suppress his laughter as he stuffed his fist in his mouth to keep hearing what was happening. No one had an actual answer for Sirius though, so Harry kept going.

and warn someone, but then there was another yelp of pain and two voices exclaiming to someone named George, now trying to tell him to go back as well and warn Ron not to come. One of the twins began to ask if maybe Harry could help them out, and then all three began pounding at once on the wall calling out for Harry.

Harry was having trouble keeping his own amusement under a lid as he kept going. Oh he'd been able to hear every word, and though he felt plenty bad for the fix they'd wound up in, the situation was too priceless not to at least give a little chuckle.

The Dursley's rounded on Harry like a pair of angry wolverines.

The smile slipped right off of Lily's face at least, detesting that the very first thing they did was turn on Harry in anger for something he'd had no control over. It didn't matter how many times she heard it happen to him, she would never not hate it.

Vernon demanded to know what was going on, and Harry tried to explain that they'd tried to travel here by Floo, while fighting down a mad desire to laugh.

"Oh Harry, it's not mad at all." Sirius' grin was still getting wider the longer this dragged on, still picturing those three squashed together like that the funniest thing he'd heard in days. "I should know, I'm an expert."

Remus gave him the stank eye for the joke, like he would have smacked him if he could reach, and Sirius happily stuck his tongue out at him since he couldn't for the time being.

He still explained that they could go places by fire, but since they'd blocked theirs up they couldn't get through. Then Harry pitched his voice louder, directing at Mr. Weasley now, explaining this same thing that they couldn't get through. Mr. Weasley asked why on earth it was boarded up, and Harry explained it was electric. Mr. Weasley turned excited at once, demanding to know if it was with a plug?

James was definitely curious enough to ask, but strung together that a plug must somehow help run the electricity, so he squashed it and filed it away for later.

He was muttering to himself how he very much wanted to see that, when there was a final cry of pain and all three shouted Ron's name. Harry could hear his best friend's voice come out in confusion, asking if something had gone wrong. Harry heard Fred reply with sarcasm in every syllable that they were exactly where they'd planned.

All five of them fell with refreshed laughter, truly unable to stop themselves as they kept imagining how squished that tiny space was getting, and now hoping Ginny, Molly, or Percy hadn't been invited along as well.

While George added on that they were just having the time of their lives, his voice coming out muffled, like his face was against a wall.

"I can imagine," James voice quaked with laughter as he got that out.

Mr. Weasley shushed them, before deciding that he had no other choice. He cautioned Harry to get back, who retreated all the way behind the sofa.

"I guess he's going to blast his way out of there," Sirius was still wiping happy tears from his eyes, not at all sorry for laughing at the expense of the poor Weasley boys, he knew for a fact his friends would laugh at him if this exact same circumstances happened to him.

"Wouldn't I get into trouble for that though?" Harry frowned. "Magic's not allowed at my house."

"They shouldn't say anything to you, since the Ministry knows Arthur's coming to get you," Lily shrugged. "There might be an inquiry, but it would be Arthur who explains why he did it, so you're in the clear this time."

Vernon though, moved forward.

"Course he did," James lit up all the more, "and I hope he pays for it."

Beginning to shout in protest, but his warning was not heeded as there was a tremendous BANG, and Arthur, Fred, George, and Ron came tumbling out all coated in dust with rubble and loose bits of brick flying across the living room.

All five of them got one good last laugh as they pictured a clown car like tumble out of that cramped space.

Petunia screeched in fear and nearly fainted, but Vernon caught her and hid her behind him, both of them now coated in dust as well, speechless as they gaped at all of the red heads. Mr. Weasley got to his feet first, dusting himself off and checking his kids before catching sight of the other occupants and greeting them as Harry's Aunt and Uncle.

Their good mood still lingered enough that they only got a small twist of their lips in displeasure at such a statement, rather than the full blown rant of hatred each of them felt at such a relation.

Arthur moved toward Vernon, his hand outstretched,

"Good of him to start with some manners," Sirius muttered, humor still gleaming in his eyes as he now wanted to shake Arthur's hand for scaring the Dursley's crapless like that.

but Vernon shrank back, still keeping his wife behind him. Words seemed to fail them both, as the white powder began to settle in their hair, apparently aging them by thirty years.

"Guess he should clean that place out more often," Remus smirked.

Mr. Weasley glanced at his surroundings more properly now and began to say how sorry he was for this mess,

"I'm not," James said sincerely.

apologizing and saying how it was all his fault, and he'd fix it up at once. He just had to Floo the boy's home, he'd fix this up in a jiffy, and then he could apparate back. He hadn't even realized he couldn't get out this way, of course most Muggle fireplaces weren't hooked up to the Floo network, but Arthur had a special connection so he'd managed it just for this afternoon.

"Arthur seems pretty well connected all over." Lily noted, hadn't he also gotten those World Cup tickets from work? She found him a pleasant man and she'd never even met him. It didn't really surprise her though, as the longer she thought about it, she supposed several parts of the Ministry would have to go talk to the Muggle office for several things.

Harry was ready to bet that the Dursley's hadn't understood a single word of this.

"That's their own fault," Sirius scoffed. "Maybe if they were decent people, Harry would have explained all of it to them."

They were still standing there, gaping at him. Arthur didn't seem to notice as he turned his attention to Harry, asking if he was ready to go, had his trunk all packed? Harry agreed, and that it was upstairs. The twins volunteered to go get it, as they knew right where it was, having once rescued Harry from this house.

"Still love the term rescue," Remus muttered, sad how fitting the description was.

Harry suspected that Fred and George were hoping for a glimpse of Dudley; they had heard a lot about him from Harry.

"Really, like what?" James asked in surprise, as this hadn't ever come up before.

"Just some of the wilder things he's done like his tantrums and such." Harry shrugged, "I used to compare him and Malfoy a lot back in first year, plus how fat Dudley was. Had a bit of a laugh when I sent Ron that letter that Dudley was on a diet, I suppose he would have showed that to Fred and George."

This rather intrigued the others, as Harry kept himself so closed off in any retelling of the Dursley's, it was rare he ever elaborated on whatever the book showed, that it was interesting indeed he'd clearly shared some of it with at least Ron and his brothers as a laugh. It didn't erase the darker things they wondered about what went on in that house, and Harry's face still clearly showed now he didn't want to talk about it. He proved that by continuing to read as soon as he was done explaining.

Mr. Weasley agreed as they left, then began swinging his arms awkwardly as he complimented the nice house.

Lily in particular released a snort for that comment, picturing the dust coated living room because of Mr. Weasley. Perhaps now hadn't been the best time to mention that, but it was the thought that counted.

Since the usually spotless living room was still covered in bits of fireplace, this wasn't the best thing he could have said, as it set Vernon's face to a purple hue, and Petunia began chewing on her tongue again to stop herself snapping back. Still, neither said a thing.

"Something I hope keeps for the rest of their lives," Sirius chuckled.

Mr. Weasley was still looking around in interest. Harry knew that he loved all things Muggle related, and that he was itching to go and inspect the television and video recorder up close.

"Credit to him for restraining himself," Remus smiled lightly, Arthur was clearly trying his hardest to keep things friendly, though he had no idea that the Dursley's didn't deserve it.

He kept speaking to the Dursley's casually enough, telling them he knew that those devices ran off of electricity, though he mispronounced it. He could see the plugs running them, and was also aware of batteries, he had a large collection of those and was quite proud of them. His wife called him mad, but what could you do. Vernon clearly thought Arthur was mad as well,

"Well to be fair, there are much weirder things I've heard Muggles collect." Lily snickered, she didn't find it that weird at all.

and scooted to the side a bit more so that Petunia was completely blocked from view, as if he feared Mr. Weasley would suddenly lunge forward and attack them.

"Now that could get really interesting, really fast," James said almost eagerly.

Lily on the other hand raised a brow in surprise. While she detested Vernon just as much as her sister, more than she'd hated anyone in her life as a matter of fact, and loathed even giving him one spot of light, it was there when he did the act of attempting to hide his wife. As cruel as he was to her son, Vernon at least showed in that moment that he did hold concern for his own family at least, not that this made up in any way for his cruelty to Harry.

Dudley chose that moment to make his appearance, and Harry guessed all the noise must have scared him out of the kitchen.

"A marvelous feat in itself," Sirius grinned.

He came sidling into the room, watching Mr. Weasley with horror, and still keeping his back against the wall as he edged towards his parents. Arthur took another brave stab at conversation as he asked Harry that this was his cousin?

"So much credit to him for trying." Remus said again, still half laughing even as he said that.

Harry agreed that was Dudley.

"Well you're just no help at all Harry," Sirius mock scold.

Harry caught Ron's eye, then had to look away or they'd both start laughing.

"You have far more restraint than us," James beamed.

Dudley kept his hands firmly latched onto his large bottom, and Mr. Weasley was watching this with some concern. From the tone he used next, he seemed to be wondering if Dudley was as insane as the Dursley's found him, but Arthur used a sympathetic tone instead.

"Aww," Lily couldn't help but coo. Not that Dudley, or any of the Dursley's, deserved Arthur's sympathy, but it was the genuine thought that meant something.

He kindly asked if Dudley was having a good holiday, but Dudley merely whimpered as his arms tightened around his back.

"I think that translated to no," Sirius quipped.

Fred and George came back in then carrying Harry's stuff, and both cracked into identical evil grins when they caught sight of Dudley.

"Now why would they do that?" Remus asked with interest.

"They wouldn't mess with Dudley in front of their dad," Lily said without a trace of hope, she really wouldn't put anything past the twins, they reminded her too much of the Marauders.

Mr. Weasley smiled and offered that they'd better get going then, taking his wand back out, which Harry noticed made all three Dursley's shrink even farther into the wall.

"I would give Arthur all the money in the world if he'd curse them," James sighed wistfully, knowing it wasn't going to happen, but what they'd experienced this day being pleasant enough, he'd accept the defeat.

He pointed it at the grate and used the Incendio spell, causing a roaring fire to appear. Then Mr. Weasley took a pouch out of his pocket and doused the fire with the powder, causing it to turn green. Arthur instructed Fred to go ahead, and Fred made to move forward, but seemed to accidentally trip, allowing some brightly colored sweets to spill out of his pocket.

"Uh oh," all three boys sang as one.

"I've never seen wizards sweets tested on a Muggle." Lily said with just a hint of curiosity. "Do you think they'd work? I know some won't work on squibs and such."

"Well let's find out," Sirius said eagerly, waving her down, clearly no one in the room gave even a second to think this had been done by accident.

Fred made to jump around the room and collect them all, before waving a cheerful goodbye and crying out 'the Burrow' then he vanished.

"Sad he didn't get to watch his handiwork play out," James said sincerely.

George went next with the trunk, and after saying the same phrase, he too disappeared.

Harry hated to interrupt himself, somehow he just knew he was about to get to the best part, but still he couldn't stop himself from asking, "How come last time the powder had to be used individually, but this time they're all going with just one blast?"

"It depends how much is used," Remus happily explained. "The Floo will stay activated the more powder is put in, most people use the smallest amount possible and go one at a time so as not to waste and let it linger longer than it has to. This time Mr. Weasley must not have wanted to take the chance of not bringing enough, so he just used more than enough."

Harry happily nodded his thanks before continuing.

Then it was Ron's turn, and when he too went out with the green flames, Harry said his goodbye and made to leave, the Dursley's not responding behind him.

The four of them still had enough kindling annoyance to huff and roll their eyes at this now common display, no matter how much it appeared.

Before he could leave though, Arthur caught his shoulder and was watching the Dursley's with amazement as he pointed out that Harry had just told them goodbye, hadn't they heard?

"Oh they heard him." Despite James abundance of agitation at how they treated his son, he couldn't help a hopeful tone as he wondered if, finally, someone else would witness this first hand.

It was such a minor thing in all honesty, but he still crossed his fingers it would be enough that Mr. Weasley would really ask Harry about it.

Harry tried to tell Mr. Weasley to brush it off like he did, Harry didn't care.

Sirius was so eager to hear the same kind of thing, he was even momentarily distracted from wondering what that sweet would do. Was it possible Arthur would finally step in like Sirius couldn't and say something to these useless Muggles!?

Mr. Weasley didn't remove his hand though, repeating to Vernon that he wouldn't see Harry again until next summer, surely he would at least tell him goodbye?

"Half surprised he's not cheerfully waving and praising the heavens he'll be gone," Remus grumbled.

Vernon's face twisted with fury. It must have been the most galling thing to be taught manners by the man who'd just destroyed his living room,

"Every last drop of which is deserved, plus so much more" Lily hissed.

but Arthur still had his wand held loosely in his hand, which Vernon's eyes darted to,

"If only," all four of them muttered.

before he muttered a resentful goodbye to Harry.

Harry waved one last time before stepping into the fire, but before he could depart he heard a gagging noise behind him, and Petunia screamed.

"Yes!" The four boys swapped attention at once, practically on the edge of their seat to hear this play out, fully ignoring whatever discomfort this caused their injuries.

Harry turned back to find Dudley had removed himself from the wall, and instead was hunched over on the floor with something a foot long, purple, and slimy hanging from his mouth. It took Harry a wild moment to realize that was his tongue, and a purple wrapper had been left behind.

Harry had not effectively gone through that whole paragraph without having to raise his voice to keep being heard, the others were laughing too hard. Finally though he had to stop himself, he couldn't keep going he was laughing himself at the mental image.

Remus was the first to start breathing normally again, rubbing happily at his abused chest and ignoring any lingering pain he had because of it. This had been exactly what the lot of them needed, the Dursley's to get even the smallest dose of payback for what all they'd done to Harry, and for them to get a good laugh in.

Harry came back to himself soon enough, and though the others were still chuckling happily, he decided to keep going, noting that there wasn't much left.

Petunia continued to screech in fear as she ran to her boy, seized the end of his protruding muscle, and began wrenching on it like she meant to pull it out of his mouth.

"Yes, I'm so sure that'll help," Lily managed in shaking tones.

This clearly wasn't helping Dudley, who tried to splutter a protest, but was clearly unable. Vernon lost himself, now screaming at the top of his lungs himself and waving his arms about,

"Nope." James returned, "He's the one definitely doing the most good."

and none of them noticed Mr. Weasley shouting that he could fix this, pointing his wand at Dudley. This only caused Petunia to scream even louder, now throwing herself in front of her son as a shield.

"Good luck with that," Sirius snorted, still not quite in his normal intelligible voice he was still half laughing.

Lily on the other hand felt a stirring towards Petunia for the first time since the first chapter of the first book. Empathy. She'd never forgive Petunia for what she'd done to Harry, but in that one moment, Petunia was acting exactly as her sister had once done to land her nephew in that house. She didn't understand what was happening, she only feared for the safety of her child, and that one action caused Lily to flash back and remember Harry's horrible dementor memory once again of Lily doing the exact same thing. She was blinking in delayed shock, and realizing that none of them had noticed her change in demeanor, Harry was still reading.

Arthur was still yelling, trying to explain the toffee had just been a joke by his son, only an Engorgement Charm, he could fix it, at least he thought he could.

James was practically wheezing beside his wife he was trying so hard to stop himself laughing hard enough Harry would stop again, the task becoming more difficult the longer this dragged on.

Still no one paid him any mind, Petunia still half covering Dudley as she wrenched at his lolling tongue,

"Can't deny I'd like to see this," Remus muttered.

Dudley seemed to be suffocating under the combined weight of his mother and his tongue, and Vernon lost his head completely, by running over to the china cabinet and chucking a plate at Mr. Weasley.

"Now really," Lily raised a brow in surprise, "What good would that do?"

"He's panicking," Harry said with a shrug, still smiling broadly with every word.

Both by the fireplace ducked as it smashed inside the hearth, Arthur's voice now edging into anger as he shouted back that he was just trying to help.

"They wouldn't care one little bit if you were helping, or trying to burn your house down, they would be acting the exact same way," Sirius scoffed, hoping the situation could still somehow get worse.

Vernon just kept yelling nonsense as he caught up another plate, while Arthur told Harry to get out of here, he'd deal with this.

"What, no!" James all but begged. "Harry more than anyone deserves to see this play out!"

Harry didn't want to miss the fun, but Vernon's second ornament narrowly missed his left ear,

Lily couldn't help but wonder if Vernon was actually aiming for Harry, so at this point she couldn't help but agree with Arthur, she'd rather like her son to get out of there, or things really could get worse.

so Harry decided to take the advice, and stepped into the fire. Just as he cried 'the Burrow' his last glimpse of the living room was Mr. Weasley shooting the third ornament away from Vernon, Petunia still screaming and trying to wrench Dudley's tongue out of his mouth, and Dudley's tongue now as long as a python.

"I want to capture that moment forever," Sirius sighed, actually closing his eyes and mentally etching that into his memory, determined to think on that instead of something worse next time those useless muggles came to mind.

Then there were green flames all around, and the Dursley's house and everything else vanished around him.

"Chapters done!" Harry happily cheered as he stood and went to give the book to Remus.

"I think I'm honestly disappointed," Remus pouted as he juggled the baby and the book, before Harry took pity on him and took the infant. "That was the best chapter yet, and by our track record that means we've probably got three bad chapters in a row coming up now."

"Oh cheer up Remus," James tried to put that emotion into his own tone. "Harry's going to the Weasley's, he's going to the World Cup, I doubt anything bad can happen there."

#Harry Potter #fanfiction #reading the books #James Potter #Remus Lupin #Sirius Black #Lily Potter #GoF

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ghostofthefourforest · 4 years ago

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You’ve all known the story of Harry Potter. A magical child who lost his parents way too soon, then stay with his aunt Petunia, uncle Vernon and cousin Dursley. Its a pretty dark and sad story. It wasn’t until Harry was 11 and receive a letter from Hogwarts School of Witch and Wizardry that this story began to have spots of lightness and joy, even though there’ll be much tragedy along the way before it finally does have a happy ending.

Some people find that story too light. Others find it too dark. And so, stories of Harry Potter grew faster than fungus. In some, he will find happiness sooner. In others, he never really did. Some had him placed with different people, some had him met and angel (and a demon), and some had him transported to a different time or different worlds.

In another story, he simply got transported to a different place, and in turn, found happiness a whole lot sooner

Another Harry Potter What If

What if, once, at the age of 5, after one awful first day at kindergarten where Dudley yelled at Harry, and Harry yelled back, and yelling turned to brawls and the teacher called Petunia to school, a day that end up with Petunia hit Harry with a pan and Vernon practically threw him into the cupboard under the stairs, Harry did not end the day with crying himself to sleep. Instead, what he did was crying so hard, crying and begged to every Powers That Be so he would be taken away from this awful, wretched family and got a new, kinder, happier family.

What if the Powers That Be heard, and granted that wish, that in the morning Harry woke up, still in his ratty previous day’s clothes, at a bench in a park, 300 miles away from Surrey.

What if the first person he ran to was a kind milkman, a married-man, father-of-two who had just finished his delivery. And this milkman was both outraged and concerned that a young child in inadequate clothes was alone in the park with split lip and half his face bruised.

What if the milkman is friends with the closest pediatrics and in good relationship with half of the policemen on town (partially because he’d been delivering their milk for years), and so when he came to them with a wounded, half-emaciated boy, they believed his story without question.

What if, partly due to the concussion and part by having his relatives calling him derogatory names for years instead of his real name, when asked for his name, Harry immediately answered with ‘freak’. An answer that at first confuse but then with further explanation enraged everyone who heard, milkman, doctor, nurses and policemen alike.

What if, when gently persuaded to give the names of his relatives (in good intention, mind you, the policemen did meant to investigate these individuals and have them charged with child abuse) Harry panicked and burst into tears and tell them “I don’t want to go back please don’t make me” that they eventually give up on questioning.

What if said milkman was so worried about this poor, poor thin child who was only a smidge larger than his eldest 4 years old kid a that he discussed with his wife whether they could foster said child for a while than letting him stay in an orphanage.

What if said wife agreed, and the milkman brought the boy home, and the sight of this kind red-haired lady offering him warm soup, bath and pyjamas nearly made him cry.

What if said milkman was a John Creevey who lived in Allendale Town, UK with his wife Bethany and two sons, Colin and Dennis.

What if Bethany had an Evans somewhere on her family tree although the family had fallen out of contact with the Evans side sometimes after the second world war.

What if, in the morning, Colin Creevey enthusiastically welcome the kid his father brought home. After all, his mom was busy with Dennis and cooking and cleaning most of the time, therefore, someone to play with *in the house* is very welcome. Chores were easier with four hands, he’ll gladly found.

What if, after nearly three months living with the Creeveys, Harry found himself *never* wanted another family. Authorities had placed him oficially with the Creeveys, he’d started to attend year one at local school (and Colin *finally* want to go to pre-school now that Harry has to go).

What if, after months of evading questions of Harry’s whereabouts, Vernon and Petunia Dursley finally told their neighbours that they’d sent Harry away to stay with Vernon’s sister in order to ‘fix his abhorrent attitude.’

What if, finally, after wondering and then hearing from the Dursleys, Arabella Figg finally report Harry’s whereabouts to Albus Dumbledore.

What if magic, while in most part, constant, it can also be fickle; and blood magic is no exception. While Albus Dumbledore had altered Lily Evan’s protection over her son and tied it to her sister Petunia, the magic had transferred to Bethany Creevey; slowly, gradually as love grew between Harry and the Creeveys. It had completed its transfer so thoroughly in quite short amount of time for such a complicated nature of magic that when Dumbledore checked on Harry magically, the protection was in such perfect condition he refrained from visiting to see Harry’s condition with his own eyes. Something he will come to regret in later years.

What if, five years past and not a single word heard about Harry’s relatives. No one had came forward with information either. He’d forgotten his name Harry and had gotten used to being called Arthur (Artie) for five years. Compared with his previous life with the Dursleys (whose names he still has not mention to anyone) recent years had been a walk in the park, minor improbabilities aside, ones that John and Bethany (and sometimes Colin) disregard as ‘minor miracles’ while looking fondly at an oblivious Dennis. Artie privately think that it wasn’t all Dennis but he kept quiet.

What if, finally, John and Bethany finally got approval to adopt Artie and they talked to him about it. Artie cried and hugged them and agreed wholeheartedly. Not long afterwards, Arthur Smith officially became Arthur Creevey.

What if, at July the next year, a letter came to the Creevey’s residence, delivered by a brown owl, addressed to

Harry James Arthur Potter-Creevey

2nd bedroom,

11th Ratcliffe Road, Haydon Bridge

Northumberland

#harry potter #what ifs #colin creevey

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ao3feed-jily · 4 years ago

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call me lily

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2T5znLZ

by floatingflowers

Lily opened her eyes which she had closed after promptly smacking her head into the shelf and there he was. James fucking Potter, the most un-muggle-like wizard, in the most mundane muggle place.

lily evans bumps into james potter of all people in a muggle supermarket

Words: 1961, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M, Gen

Characters: James Potter, Lily Evans Potter, Mrs Evans (Harry Potter), Petunia Evans Dursley (mentioned)

Relationships: James Potter/Lily Evans Potter, pre-James Potter/Lily Evans Potter - Relationship, Jily - Relationship

Additional Tags: Drabble, Fluff, Feelings Realization, Chance Meetings, James learns about Lily, Injuried Lily Evans (minor), she bumps her head, overprotective james potter, Cokeworth

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2T5znLZ

#ao3feed #fanfic #Harry Potter #Jily #James Potter #Lily Evans #Lily Potter #Lily Evans Potter

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ao3feed-romione · 4 years ago

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Magical Dudley (Or What Happened After Vernon was Killed)

Magical Dudley (Or what happened after Vernon was killed) by 5972OltonHall

The deaths of Vernon and Petunia Dursley were, just as the rest of their lives had been, unfortunate, but ordinary and that was that – or so it seemed on the surface. Vernon's death was to prove to be just a beginning……

Set in 2019, pre-COVID, we join Harry Potter who is now 38 years old and has been heading the Auror service for the last twelve years. Peter Grant of the Metropolitan Police service has been promoted to a DS. This story which concludes the Vernon Chronicles, incorporates back story references to content of Serpentus Connexio set in 1991.

Spoiler alerts/canon divergences

Canon – HP: If there are conflicts with content from the dratted Epilogue & Harry Potter & The Cursed Child then so be it.

Canon – RoL: It was originally drafted prior to the, then, predicted Autumn 2019 release of False Values (Ben Aaronovitch).

Words: 5623, Chapters: 4/?, Language: English

Series: Part 4 of Serpentus Connexio, Part 7 of The Vernon Chronicles

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling, Rivers of London - Ben Aaronovitch

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Major Character Death

Categories: F/M, Gen

Characters: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Peter Grant (Rivers of London), Dudley Dursley, Vernon Dursely, Petunia Evans Dursley

Relationships: Petunia Evans Dursley/Vernon Dursley, Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley, Harry Potter & Ginny Weasley

Additional Tags: A new magical form (Ogre), Some HP characters have only minor mentions.

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/30003861

#AO3 Feed #Romione FanFic #♡#Side Romione #R:General #W:Death #A:5972OltonHall #Crossover

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mountain-ash-and-rusted-iron · 4 years ago

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this is an oc masterpost of all my haf-formed ocs languishing on pinterest with their messy aesthetics and unedited blurbs, in roughly chronological order of their creation, plus sorted by fandom. this post is only asoiaf, harry potter, hunger games, and riverdale, cos i have tooooooo many original characters otherwise and the post was getting incredibly long. (note that i love my ocs but these one’s are not polished or even the final versions of their characters, i just wanted to post them lol)

under a read more, if you’re on mobile start scrolling i guess, sorry,,,

Game of Thrones/A Song of Ice and Fire:

Laeya Targeryen: (child of Rhaella and Aerys Targaryen, born 280 AC - three years older than Danaerys)

Fearful of her impending marriage, Laeya is eleven when she takes her younger sister and flees across the sea to Dorne, hiding herself and Dany with dyed hair and badly controlled magic. As Leia and Dani Sand they learn to live normally. At 15 Leia joins the Royal Guard and secures Dany work as a tailor's apprentice. When she is 17, an assassin tries to kill her in front of the Dornish court and everything changes...

- so laeya straight up has magic, which im considering an extension of the dragon thing dany has - she can control flame and for the disguise uses her ‘inner fire’ to make her eyes white-blue like super hot flames, cos the purple eyes are super distinctive. and then she’s discovered and suddenly politics are happening. honestly she’s entirely a way for me to remove the child marriage bits of the targaryen storyline (stop marrying off your twelve-year-old baby sister viserys u asshole) - in terms of meta/basics, laeya doesn’t have a fc cos most of my early ocs don’t, and bcs i picture her as emilia clarke with faked dark hair and blue eyes lol

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Kyrra Snow: (child of Robert Baratheon and Maery Snow, birthdate ???)

Kyrra Snow is the eldest natural-born child of Robert Baratheon, current King of Westeros, and daughter of Maery Snow, a Southron (but Northern-born) merchant woman. After her mother realises Kyrra was growing up a little too much like her father in looks and needed to leave the far South before she caught the wrong sort of attention, Kyrra was sent off to travel with her aunt and cousins. She is 17 and heading further north, to Winter Town, when Jon Arryn dies.

- kyrra’s another child of everyone’s favourite asshole king, and she’s got a lot of people after her head, but she just wants to travel and continue her work as a simple peddler. (riiip poor girl) honestly she’s not that developed but yolo -

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Brynn Stark: (child of Catelyn and Eddard Stark, Robb’s twin sister)

Brynn believes in honour and family, and she is loyal to Winterfell and the North above all else. Likes - archery, embroidery and weaving. Betrothed to [some young Northern lord] to keep the bonds between the Norther families strong.

-i basically made brynn as a contrast to sansa’s pro-southnness and excessive femininity and arya’s anger and desire for swords (relatable mood tho lmao). so brynn is here to mediate, extoll the virtues of both needlework and weapons, make a decent marriage to someone she likes, if not loves, and hold down the fort in the North while shit gets increasingly messier in the South. and a possible faceclaim is Àstrid Bergès-Frisbey -

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Rosienne Lannister: (child of Joanna and Tywin Lannister, born 273 AC)

Rose is looked at by the realm with dismissal, a consolation prize for her father, a spare daughter only useful for matchmaking, but at least able-bodied and pretty, unlike her brother. After a long betrothal, Rose is married to Willas Tyrell at the age of eighteen, cementing her role as the next Lady of High Garden...

- Rosie/Rose is a bonus Lannister, bcs why not. likes cyvasse and the harp, soft and kind and maternal, powerful in her own way. originally she was from a minor divergence where joanna survives tyrion’s birth and goes on to have another kid, but not sure if i’ll keep that aspect, so for now she’s tyrion’s twin -

and her aes (yes that quote is cropped, no i don’t care rn):

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honourable mentions to my other got underdeveloped got/asoiaf ocs who need more effort before i post properly about them:

Tamlen Storm, a rookery apprentice (working for the Maester of House Tully, managing the ravens) who may or may not be a reincarnated si-oc trying to save westeros,

and an unnamed northern huntress who stumbled into the plot somehow and wants her normal life back (entirely inspired by Keira Knightley as Gwyn in Princess of Thieves, when she’s doing archery stuff and looking v butch).

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Harry Potter:

Taurus ‘Ara’ Lestrange: (child of Bellatrix and Roldolphous Lestrange, born 1978)

Raised by the Goblins after a legal mix-up following her parents' imprisonment in Azkaban, Taurus is good with a sword and aiming to be the next Minister of Magic. She attends Hogwarts with the other magical kids her age, under the fake identity Ara Burke, unknown cousin of a minor half-blood family. When the Potter brat’s drama starts destroying her change at an education just as her fourth year, her OWL prep year, begins, Ara intervenes.

- im tangentially aware that as bellatrix’s kid she’s almost occupying the place of whats-her-name from the cursed child, but considering that i know nothing about the cursed child and don’t care about it anyway, i have elected to ignore this. her actual parent might turn out to be some smitten half-blood from a minor branch of the Greengrass family, or it might actually be Rodolphous, who knows. slightly inspired by the fic ‘Harry Crow’ (by robst on ff.net) where harry is raised by the goblins -

messy aes:

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Valerian Potter: (child of Lily and James Potter, born 1980)

After the Potter twins’ parents are murdered by Voldemort, they’re dumped on the doorstep of Number 4, Privet Drive. Dealing with two traumatised magical orphans, Petunia and Vernon Dursley turn to violence and neglect to stay in control, acting far more harshly than expected. With the arrival of two Hogwarts letters, life gets complicated incredibly quickly. (Self-sufficient and scarred from abuse, Val and Harry are immediately Sorted into Slytherin).

- val’s fic is basically an angst fest, okay,,, -

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and shout-outs to: holly addison potter, a half-baked reincarnation si-oc (i love that concept a lot, can u tell) and my fav girl thea dursley, who already has her own fic and so isn’t getting a proper spot in this post

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The Hunger Games:

Asher: (District Two, age 18)

[rip no blurb for asher]

-asher is a career from two, who wins the 70th games. mostly im focusing on her recovery and how the games function in two, with training volunteers and mentoring and collecting sponsors, plus eventually the rebellion. lots of the D2 headcanon i have is inspired by @/lorata but i defintely made a distinct effort to have my own stuff, cos where’s the fun in plagiarism -

aes for Asher’s Games:

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Rowan Everdeen: (District Twelve, age 19)

Rowan will do anything to protect her family. This extends to going to Head Peacekeeper Cray on a cold winters night, charging the most she can get for her virginity. It extends to Reaping Day, when she steps out in front of the crowd and says “I volunteer as tribute” in the steadiest voice she can muster. It extends to clawing her way out of the Arena, bloody and exhausted, with blades in her hands and violence kept tucked behind her teeth. It extends further, to a simple ‘Yes, President Snow’ when he coldly, carefully implies her family might meet with an accident if she doesn’t play the good little Victor (and fuck the people who pay the Capitol for her company). It extends to joining the Rebellion, to looking President Coin directly in the eye and agreeing to be a Mockingjay, a symbol for the people to rally around.

- another everdeen kiddo! as the big sister, rowan volunteers for prim, and goes through the Games - she’s a healer and a hunter, and a decent enough actor that she can manage interviews and a camera presence, unlike katniss. rowan also pairs well with a minor au i have, where the reapings are spaced out over a week and official training is a longer, giving the capitol a nice, long buildup to get excited and place bets, etc., and giving the poor, underfed tributes from the outer districts a better chance, which makes for more interesting television and better Games -

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Adrasteia Crane: (The Capitol, age 28) Unlike her big brother, Adrasteia doesn’t want to be a Gamemaker. Instead, she wants to create clothes, artwork, to enrapture the Capitol. She wants to be a Games stylist. After years of design school, of working her way up the ranks, first a PA’s assistant, and then fetching and carrying for Twelve’s prep team, and then eventually on a prep team for the dull tributes from Six, Adrasteia Crane finally has what she wants - the position of stylist for District Three’s male tribute in 74th Hunger Games.

- tbh adrasteia is only seneca crane’s sister because i couldn’t think of a suitable last name for her lmao. i think i’d actually prefer her to be unattached to any major canon players. however, his death is a good motivation for her to join the rebellion, so we’ll see. she’s got a bit of the capitol fashion thing going too, with soft pink hair and diamond-effect skin on her face and shoulders -

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also bonus hunger games content: another oc, Sarsaparilla Verran, from District Eleven, fifteen and alone when she goes into the Games. An orphan, her siblings lost to the Community Home system years ago, her relatives dead or uncaring. So, Rilla is a wee lonely bab tbh. she did not want this, unlike most of my other hg ocs, and she’s not excited for weeks of murder. she just wants her family back, but since that isn’t possible, she’ll build a new family instead. and uuhhhhh, spoiler alert, she dies before she can have this ://///

and my hunger games aus - a canon divergence where katniss joins the careers instead of peeta, her desire to go home to her family outweighing her reactive hate for the concept of training/volunteering to kill other teens, and a fem!Haymitch au where she’s a little wiser to the dark side of the capitol before she commits acts of rebellion (she still rebels anyway tho, just smarter).

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Riverdale:

Cat Cooper: (middle child of Alice and Hal Cooper) Cat Cooper (17) is the black sheep of the Cooper family. Her piercings, brightly dyed hair and connections to the Southside Serpents make her the odd one out among her sisters and constantly at odds with Alice Cooper. Cat’s life is occupied with her Serpent friends, work at a local coffee shop, and training - martial arts, supplemented with cross country, gymnastics and swimming. Until her older sister is shipped off to places unknown and her baby sister starts getting caught up in murder investigation with the absent Serpent heir...

- haven’t decided between Catelyn or Catherine for Cat’s full name lmao. she used to be Kit, actually, but I changed it cos i prefer Kit to solely be my divergent oc (kit serafim). Cat is an ADHD disaster who loves her sisters and her friends and wants to get the hell out of Riverdale on a sports scholarship (she does either boxing or karate mainly, need to figure that bit out) -

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Georgie Andrews: (child of Mary and Fred Andrews)

Georgie likes soft drinks, cheerleading, and hanging out with the Blossom twins and Polly Cooper, their closest friends and a welcome distraction from their own problems. After Polly and Jason vanish, Georgie’s support system is almost gone, and they has to deal with everything they’ve been bottling up, just in time for Fred Andrews to get shot.

- also just angst ngl. so georgie’s gender is basically ???, they enjoy cheerleading and not much else. they spend half their time dealing with depression, by trying to ignore stressful/hard topics and focus on the good side of everything. this isn’t a great long-term coping mechanism and has the fun side effect of pissing of the people around him when she seems unable to be serious or empathetic to someone else's pain (bcs she’s too busy deflecting for the sake of her own fragile mental health), so it gets fun when fred is shot and archie starts getting in too deep with the lodges -

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Sera Thornstone: (parents ???) Southside Serpent. Going to the Riverdale Community College and running errands for FP Jones. And secretly meeting up with her Ghoulie lover down by the Sweetwater where nobody goes.

- everything about sera is vague and undecided lmao. but she has a ghoulie gf/bf/nbf? and they’re hiding that they were down by the river on the 4th of july, cos a serpent is an immediate suspect. going to community college to work on getting general credits before saving up for fancy school for law or journalism. the aes isn’t entirely accurate cos sera’s built from the remains of another serpent oc who i scrapped (she does have a baseball bat tho) -

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and honourable mentions to jen johnson and octavia blossom-murphy, my other riverdale ocs who actually have content, plus an in-development unnamed oc who gets adopted from the soqm by the Muggs family and growsup with Ethel. and my riverdale role reversal au, which i will never write but have some nice aesthetics for under the tag wip: bughead role reversal au.

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all my mini-aesthetics here are unsourced images/from pinterest. any similarities to other people or characters, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

alrighty that’s it. now i have to tag this behemoth argh

#ocapp #ashandrustediron ocs #ashandrustediron edits #i say edits #i mean neatly cropped screenshots #lmao #fandom: harry potter #fandom: the hunger games #fandom: a song of ice and fire #fandom: game of thrones #fandom: riverdale #ashandrustrediron writes #time to tag the ocs who will actually get content later #oc: rosienne lannister #oc: tamlen storm #tam actually has a fic outline unlike most of these other westerosi ocs lol #oc: ara lestrange #oc: asher #no last name bcs volunteers from two don't have last names #they belong to the capitol and their district #<- fun fact about that fic i guess #oc: rowan everdeen #oc: adrasteia crane #none of the riverdale ocs will get a tag bcs i already have riverdale oc fic im working on #long post #long post cw #oh and some warnings for the stuff brushed upon in the blurbs i guess #gender dysphoria #violence #child marriage

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ao3feed-deamus · 4 years ago

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Custody Of My Mind (COMM)

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by ox6moron

Only both Harry and Draco are genderbent -> Marigold Potter and "Fulvia" Malfoy.

Modern AU where Marigold is initially raised by both her godfather and his husband in France, and Fulvia is maturing away from the shadow of her abusive father. They will both learn from their rivalry and discover more than one similarity in their lives, in and outside of the gates of Hogwarts, around their respective friends. Both masks are revealed.

A lot of unecessary dramas and mutual understandings and helps with unconventional means.

Your basic enemies to friends back to enemies and then to friends and lovers trope. A self-infulgent fanfiction.

Words: 6688, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M

Characters: Harry Potter, Marigold Potter, Draco Malfoy, Hydra "Fulvia" Malfoy, Fulvia Malfoy, Pansy Parkinson, Blaise Zabini, Theodore Nott, Severus Snape, Bellatrix Black Lestrange, Lucius Malfoy, Narcissa Black Malfoy, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Ginny Weasley, Luna Lovegood, Lavender Brown, Parvati Patil, Seamus Finnigan, Dean Thomas, Neville Longbottom, Albus Dumbledore, Minerva McGonagall, Hogwarts Staff, Vernon Dursley, Petunia Evans Dursley, Original Characters, Rebecca-May La, Gregory Goyle, Vincent Crabbe, Cormac McLaggen

Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter, Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley, Luna Lovegood/Ginny Weasley, Sirius Black/Remus Lupin, Seamus Finnigan/Dean Thomas, Lavender Brown/Parvati Patil

Additional Tags: Genderbending, Alternate Universe - Gender Changes, wlw, Mentions of Cancer, Threats of Violence, Domestic Violence, Tropes, enemies to friends back to enemies to friends to lovers, Mutual Pining, Original Character(s), Minor Original Character(s), Non-Graphic Rape/Non-Con, Past Attempted Rape/Non-Con, Implied/Referenced Domestic Violence, Blood and Violence, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Self-Hatred, Self-Harm, Self Confidence Issues, Minor Character Death, Binge Drinking, binge smoking, Eating Disorders, Underage Smoking, Underage Drinking, Underage Drug Use, Underage Driving, Alternate Universe - Burlesque Club, Alternate Universe - Stripper/Exotic Dancer, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Developing Friendships, Friendship, Arguing, Foster Care, Adoption, Custody Battle, Custody Arrangements, custody of my mind, comm, Sirius Black and Remus Lupin Raise Harry Potter, LGBTQ Character, Lesbian Sex, Gay Sex, Asexual Character, repeating a year, Dancing, ballet class, Weed, Drugs, Greenhouses, Betrayal, Expatriate Sirius Black, England (Country), France (Country), Français | French, Meme lord, Edge Lord, emo draco malfoy/fulvia malfoy, drama queen harry potter/marigold potter, Trans Male Character, Trans Female Character

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#fanfic #harry potter fanfic #deamus #dean x seamus #seamus x dean

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chaoticgothicwiccanchik · 5 years ago

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Type of Post: Fanfiction

Main Fandom: Harry Potter

Side Fandom: Sherlock(BBC), Dexter(TV)

Story Summary & Information: This is what I think would've happened if Lily and James had three sons instead of one. I gave Harry one older brother named Charles and a younger brother named Evan.

This story will also be a minor crossover with a few other fandoms. I say minor because it will mostly have the children of the MC in some other fandoms mention their parents.

For example, this will be a Dexter crossover because Dexter's son Harrison will attend Hogwarts in the same year as Harry (I know Dexter is set in America but I change the fandom slightly to fit this, also in my story S1 ended differently and anything after S5 never happened). This will be a Sherlock crossover because John's daughter Rosie is in Charles' year (also Fred and George's year)(also Johnlock is mentioned). I may also reference other fandoms but those are the two that matter as the Potter brothers will be interacting with their children and maybe sometimes them. You do not have to have watched Sherlock or Dexter to read this fic, maybe just do a basic Google search and you'll be good to go.

Chapter 1- Potters Fate

Straight out of Hogwarts Lily Evans married James Potter and to the jealousy of her older sister Petunia got pregnant right away. (Though Petunia would later say Lily must have gotten knocked up in school and was trying to hide it. How shameful, in her fine opinion.) The Potters were overjoyed as James' parents were getting quite on in years and wanted to be sure their family had an heir. With such a fine, young, and fertile bride, the elder Potters could be quite content their family would survive the next few generations. James and Lily named the boy, Charles Fleamont Cadmar Potter, he had James' hair and eyes but would grow to have many of Lily's facial features.

Just as Fleamont and Euphemia Potter were on their death beds, Lily fell pregnant again, another boy, Henry James Hyacinth Potter. These were dark times to be living in but James' parents died with the hope that their two grandsons would live to see a better future. (Petunia also sent a scathing letter to Lily that contained news of Dudley Dursley's birth but mentioned several times she had waited a few years into her marriage to have a child "like a proper born woman.") Shortly after Harry was born the Potters moved several times every few weeks as Dumbledore had informed them of a prophecy which Voldemort thought was referring to Harry.

While on the run Lily took the entire Potter family library with her sorted into several trunks, sorted by subject, then date, then author names alphabetically. One trunk however contained only books written/edited by members of the Potter family, it was these books that had Lily hunched over a table looking desperately for an answer. According to many spell crafters research, the Killing Curse was so effective because it simply killed you, there were no injures that could possibly be healed, no poisons to find an antidote to, you simply die. Many of the same researchers theorized that this was because the curse didn't just kill you, it tore your soul from your body.

For many years the Potter family specialized in soul and blood magic, until the Ministry banned such arts a few centuries ago. Aegeus Potter, one of James' great-grandfather, had entirely disagreed with the laws and argued heavily against them. When the laws finally went through due to the votes of one of the Potter House rivals, Basil Livington, Aegeus hid the real books on Soul and Blood magic and gave the Ministry some fake books and journals he messed with so they couldn't read it anyways. "Potter family magik, you understand Livington? Even if I have to give it away I can't let anyone else read it." And so the Potters had taken up Transfiguration as their new family magiks instead.

Lily smirked, she really did love the family she had married into. The books on soul magic disappointingly did not contain much extra knowledge on the Killing Curse, they did however contain several draughts which could heal a person who had suffered the other Unforgivables to their previous state. According to the Potters, the other two curses were soul magic as well, the Cruciatus targeting your souls ability to function in this world and the Imperius targeting your souls will to live freely and crushing your spirit. Disappointed, Lily jotted those potions down and closed the books on soul magic.

It felt as if all her work was for nothing, she had been searching and searching for a way to have her children survive and there was nothing. Lily had tried convincing James to leave the country and stay gone until Charles was ready for Hogwarts or the war ended but James was adamant about staying to fight...not that they did much fighting these days. James was so confident, he thought they would win and it would all be okay. Lily wished she had such faith, such hope.

The Lady of Potter House was also unsure about how much longer she could keep this next secret from her husband...she had fallen pregnant again. In these dark times, with two children already and on the run Lily wondered if she should get rid of it. Could she force a child to grow up in this life? Never staying in one place, always moving, always afraid, never making any friends. Lily wasn't even sure they would get to go to Hogwarts, what if Voldemort captured it first? Would her children ever know joy? Would the other two (oh goodness she was already thinking of the baby inside her as hers) resent Harry for being the reason their family was targeted?

No! That was enough! The second Lily Marie Evans Potter let some madman dictate her actions was the second she became someone else. Lily wanted this baby, it was hers, it was a little piece of James and Lily growing inside her and Lily wanted to be his or her mother. Voldemort would not force her to give up on her dream of becoming a mother, he could not force her out of her world, Lily Potter would fight to the death if it ever came to it but she would not give up on a way to protect and save her children. (And, well, if Charles or the little one inside her ever decided to be angry with Harry because he happened to be apart of some prophecy then Lily would just have to be a mother and explain the them that it was not Harry's fault and that it was always the fault of the murderer, not the one they intended to murder.) With a renewed sense of passion, Lily began to go through the blood magic books, leave no stone unturned, there must be something that could help.

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James was ecstatic when he found out Lily was pregnant again. They threw a big party with the rest of the order. Sirius was made godfather again with Lily choosing Alice Longbottom as godmother (Charles' godmother was Pandora Lovegood and Harry's was Marlene McKinnon.) Lily was worried her choices of godparents would either die in the war so she chose three separate ones just in case. Surely not all of these people would die if she did? Right? James laughed it off and said Sirius would be alright. Sometimes she thought her husband didn't get the point. The party was also partly a naming ceremony because the Potters doubted there'd be another opportunity. It was decided that a boy would be named Evan Godfrey Elijah Potter and a girl would be named Amethyst Evelyn Astor Potter.

There was some good news, Lily had found a way to protect her children. Within the Potter books about blood magic there was a ritual often called the Ritual of Love. There was a protector and a protectee, the protector had to make several potions involving some blood from the protector, willingly given. The protectee (or protectees, in one case an older brother used this on all four of his younger sisters) must drink the potion while the protector drew a soul-symbol over their heart to symbolize the love the protector must feel for the protectee. The protector would then place the protectee in a symbol meant to represent their relationship. This would ensure that if the protector shielded one protectee from any kind of magical attack the attacker would then have their attack rebound on them and would no longer be able to touch any of the protectees, even if the protector was only shielding one. There seemed to be a few downsides to this plan, Lily would die meaning she could no longer protect them from anything else (what if Voldemort sent one of his lackeys to kill her children but the others and himself were free to do so?), Lily had no idea what symbol would represent herself and her children (easily fixed, find something to do with motherhood or sons), and there was no recorded incident of it being used to shield the killing curse (what if it didn't work?!).

Because this ritual could only be used once Lily would have to wait until the new baby was born. She also picked out several different symbols in case the child was a girl and the one to do with mothers and sons was no longer applicable. "Don't worry baby," Lily whispered rubbing her swollen stomach. "Mommy won't let anyone hurt you or your big brothers." Then she sighed and added "Hopefully I won't have to die for you to be safe."

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Charles wasn't sure what had happened. It had been Halloween and Daddy was shooting sparks up in the air and Mommy was laughing. Harry and Evan were being their usual baby selves. Mommy said Charles had to be patient with them because they were small and couldn't do as much as he could. Charles could do lots, he could runs and speak with big words and ride a toy broom alone and climb Daddy's deer antlers. Harry and Evan couldn't do that though, they were small but that was okay 'cause Charles was a big boy and he would teach his little brothers to be big boys too! (But not bigger than him because he was the big brother.)

Anyways, what was he talking about? Oh, yeah, yeah. There was a weird man at the door and Mommy suddenly started actin' scared like something was gonna hurt her. But that was silly because she was Mommy and Mommy's weren't supposed to be scared. Mommy told him to run real fast up to Harry and Evan's room and Charles did. (Mommy had to carry Harry and Evan because they were big boys yet like Charles and couldn't run up the stairs like he could.) Charles thought it was weird though, Mommy told him he wasn't 'posed to run up and down the stairs. Maybe it was different because they only ran up once?

Bangs and shouts chased them up the stairs and Charles reminded himself not to be scared, it sounded like thunder and Mommy said thunder didn't hurt. Mommy was still scared and she placed Harry and Evan inside the big crib where Harry slept. Mommy picked him up to put him inside the crib too, that was when he complained, "I'm too big Momma, I get the big boy bed."

That was the first time his mother ever gave him a sharp look, "Charles Potter, I need you inside this crib and I can't argue with you right now." Charles shut his mouth and let his mother put him inside the crib. Mommy had never spoken to him that way, her voice was always gentle and soft. The bangs had fallen silent and Mommy looked sad. Mommy leaned down so she was level with their tiny faces, even Evan had been sat up against Charles' tummy. "Listen very carefully, my boys, Mommy loves you, Daddy loves you. We will always love you even if we aren't around anymore." Mommy looked so afraid and Charles reached his tiny hands (big boy hands!) through the bars to touch her face. It came back wet, Mommy was crying.

There was a lot of shouting, Mommy cried, she begged to man in the odd cloak to leave them alone. Charles would remember her screams for the rest of his life. "Please not my babies! Take anyone else! Please not Harry! Take me! Kill me instead!"

And the high, cold voice which answered. "Stand aside! Move Mudblood! Stand aside you silly girl! Avada Kedavra!" And the man turned his wand on Harry. Charles made sure to wrap his arms around Harry and Evan incase they were scared but when the man pointed his wand at Harry and the green light flashed it got sent back to the man and the room exploded outwards.

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Charles didn't like this new place. These people were apparently called the Dursley's and they were his Aunt, Uncle, and cousins Dudley and Daisy. Dudley was Harry's age and Daisy was younger than Evan, she was still in Aunt Petunia's tummy when they got here. Charles, Harry and Evan all shared the littlest bedroom in the Dursley's household while Dudley and Daisy each got their own room. Whenever Charles or Harry or Evan disobeyed the Dursley's or annoyed the Dursley's or took food without asking first (the answer was always no) they were put in the cupboard until the Dursley's thought they were properly punished.

The Potter boys had chores as soon as they could walk. They cleaned the house, cooked the food as soon as Charles could reach the stove, and weeded the garden. Charles told stories to his brothers in the middle of the night, he told them all he remembered about Mommy and Daddy and what he called their real Aunts and Uncles. (He learned to only say this when all the Dursley's had gone to bed because Aunt Petunia had screamed and slapped him and Uncle Vernon had put red stripes across his back until he was bleeding with his belt.) When they didn't do the chores properly (which as often as small children could not get that much done in a day) they weren't fed. Once, Harry abandoned his chores to talk to one of the neighborhood boys, Uncle Vernon pulled off his belt and beat him until he screamed, he beat Charles too because the second he heard his little brother cry he jumped in front of Vernon and tried unsuccessfully to drive him off.

Charles tried to protect Harry and Evan but he wasn't sure he was good at it. Interrupting their punishments only got him beaten as well and if he was in the cupboard with one he couldn't protect the other. Then school happened and he was forced away from his little brothers for eight whole hours!

Something strange happened in his second year of school though. Charles had taken to staying in the library so he could read their books. Mommy was always reading books and Charles vaguely remembered her saying the books had helped Mommy save him and Harry and Evan. It probably didn't work though, Mommy was gone and if she couldn't protect herself then how could she protect them? The library didn't have any books on how to save his little brothers though. While mostly a loner as he didn't know how to talk to other children, Charles eventually realized he had to ask the librarian what he wanted to find like he'd seen some of the other kids doing.

"Mrs.Bradley? I need help finding a book but I'm not sure what it's called."

Mrs.Bradley smiled down at the polite little boy. He had been coming into the school library for over a year now, never checked anything out, just sat quietly in a chair and read for the whole of recess and lunch. He seemed a bit too thin and she had been bringing in extra sandwiches for him a few other kids, it was so sad how some families couldn't afford enough food. "What are you looking for, dear?"

"I need something to help me save my brothers." Charles said with a very serious tone.

Feeling slightly amused the old librarian smiled down at him. "Save them from what?"

She was not going to like the answer.

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On July 24th to Charles' Potter amazement he found his Hogwarts letter amidst the boring Dursley's mail. Charles had gotten rather good at looking miserable when he was happy (the Dursley's didn't like it when he was happy) so he plastered a miserable look on his face and brought his relatives his mail. The second he was aloud back in his room he tore open the Hogwarts letter and read it with gusto.

This was it! He was finally going to Hogwarts! And Harry and Evan would see--

And just like that the happiness he's been carrying beyond his miserable expression popped.

Oh. Oh no. Charles was the only one to get a letter. What if Harry and Evan couldn't come? He--he couldn't leave them here! They were brothers! They were supposed to stick together! What would Uncle Vernon do to Evan with only Harry to protect him? And Harry couldn't defend himself either! (Common sense would say that Charles couldn't either really but who listened the that?)

Still, Charles might as well write his reply to see if he could go though he didn't know where he would find an owl.

Dear Professor McGonagall,

I have a few concerns about Hogwarts I would like to ask if you have the time. First, where do I get all this supplies? I live with my muggle relatives and they aren't too fond of magic. I doubt they'd take me to a magic shop or that they even know where one is. Second, where would my brothers go while I'm at school? They can't stay here. As I said before my relatives aren't fond of magic, it would be more apt to say they hate it. I worry that if I leave my Aunt and Uncle would treat them even worse. Please reply if you have anywhere for them to stay while I'm at Hogwarts. If you do not, I would not bother. I won't leave this house if I don't know my brothers will be safe.

Sincerely, Charles Fleamont Cadmar Potter

The owl problem was fixed almost as soon as he went outside. An owl swooped down and grabbed his letter and took off with it. Hopefully it was the right owl.

Author's Note

Okay so that was Chapter 1. I usually like to try and finish a story before I post it but I've decided with this one to roll with it and post immediately. I hope I didn't make any glaring mistakes but I wrote this as soon as I got the idea and it took about 4 hrs.

Some notes for if you didn't read the summary. This story has small multicrossover parts in it. It's nothing big, just some kids from various other TV shows going to Hogwarts at the same time as the Potters. You don't have to watch any of the shows the kids are from to read this story.

Rosie Watson, John's daughter from Sherlock is in the same year as Charles, she doesn't have a big part and I don't even think I'll put her dad in at all. (Just know I ship Johnlock so she will mention having two dads and some adopted siblings I made up who aren't at all important to the story.)

Another kid, Harrison Morgan from Dexter will be in Harry's year. I know, I know, Dexter is in Miami, Florida, how did his son get an invite to a boarding school in Britain? Basically Dex took a family vacation at one point and Harrison did some accidental magic in Britain. Hogwarts picked up on it and sent him a letter. So he got one Hogwarts letter and one Ilvermorny letter and chose Hogwarts. Dex thought it was a good idea to send his son away so he would be safer away from Dexter and his enemies. (Also in my personal headcannon Brian survives past S1 but I probably won't mention it. Also I liked Lumen so I always headcannon Dex and her together so when Harrison says "Mom" he's talking about her and I have him a little brother who, again, isn't important to the story. You don't need to know who Dexter and Lumen are to enjoy the story and can consider Harrison an OC if you want.)

Those are the only other fandom kids that are important to the story but if you recognize any familiar last names from other shows who aren't in the original Harry Potter schoolmates list just ask. For example, Beatrice "Trixie" Decker from Lucifer will be in the year above Harry's but will only be mentioned attending things like DA meeting and stuff. No importance to the storyline. And yes I know Lucifer is set in LA, just refer to Harrison's answer for any questions about that.

Tell me if you have any request for a kid cameo and I'll try to grant it. For easy reading try to write it like this:

Kids name

Parents name(s)

Fandom/Fandoms

What country they are from

Any special attributes they might have

You may also include things like:

What year you want them to be in (in accordance to Harry's year)

Anything special you want them to say/do?

I'm certain if I need to find out anything else I can just use their name and the shows name to find more. I will say one thing though, no one who's not in this world. That means no Lord of the Rings, no Avatar:The Last Airbender, no Game of Thrones. It has to be set in the real world. And yes, regretfully, I will include Twilight in that as it technically fits. Want me to include your Sam and Emily, Jared and Kim, Jacob and Renessmee , any wolf and their imprints kid, I can work with that. ( I wonder how many times I'll have to use the vacation and chose the foreign school option?)

Also, no overpowered kids. I'm going to try to make everything work in the realm of possibly so no kids that can alter reality or something.

And these kids have to exist as KIDS in their respective fandom, with their parents as the main character. For example I won't use Wanda and Pietro Maximoff because although they are Magneto's children they are also adult character with their own storylines. (I refuse to accept that Magneto isn't their father. Suck it Marvel.)

#harry potter fanfiction #harry potter has brothers fanfiction #minor crossover with sherlock #minor crossover with dexter #harry potter

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ngfics · 5 years ago

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Flower Watch

Flower Watching and Bird Picking

(SIOC as Lily Evans x Augustus Rookwood)

Story Title: Flower Watching and Bird Picking

Fandom: Harry Potter

Characters: SIOC as Lily Evans, Petunia Evans, Severus Snape, Mr. Evans, Mrs.Evans, Eileen Snape, Tobias Snape, James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Peter Pettigrew, Mary Mcdonald, Marlene McKinnon, Xenophillius Lovegood, Barty Crouch Jr., Evan Rosier, Augustus Rookwood, Vrious Ocs, Hogwarts Professors, Hogwarts students

Relationships: Lily Evans x Augustus Rookwood, Severus Sname x Christine McDougal, Evan Rosier x Elizaveta Flavius

Tags: Rawenclaw Lily Evans, SIOC as Lily Evans, a colder take on Lily Evans, does not like James Potter, avoids Marauders, works on maintaining a good relationship with Snape and Petunia, Xenophillius Lovegood and Barty Coruch Jr. as best friends, a Ravenclaw trio, Wizarding Culture, Pureblood culture, delving into depths of this, and using it for her own ends, piano playing, magical music, Wizarding Music, Unspeakables, Wizard inventions, War against Voldemort, Neville Longbottom is the Chosen One, Lily plays both sides for benefits, the Great Muggleborn Mystery, Time Turners, Time Sand, Werevolves, When in the Wizarding World do as the Wizards do

Summary: She was born Lily Evans. Red haired and green eyed. If that didn't tell her just how much crap would be coming her way, nothing would.

Posts . 1 . 2 . 3 . 4 . 5 . 6 . 7 . 8 . 9 . 10 . 11 . 12 . 13 . 14 . 15 . 16 . 17 . 18 . 19 . 20 . 21 . 22 . 23 . 24 . 25 . 26 . 27

Slightly ordered notes and Ideas

SIOC is somewhat depressed to be reincarnated as Lily Evans, she doesn't believe she can be as kind and forgiving as the original. Resolves to do things her own way instead

Works hard on maintaining a good relationship with Petunia, resolves sisterly problems to the best of her ability and due to her mental age she succeeds.

Makes friends with Snape before he knows that she’s a witch and always insist on being his ‘best friend’, lets him know that she doesn’t think of him in a romantic sense, also that she won’t be dating in Hogwarts at all. (she has bigger things to worry about)

Severus eventually gets over it, after a bit of pouting and teenage angst, she helps him, by being understanding as only an adult can

Lily Is actually sorted into Rawenclaw at her own insistence. Wanting a more inconspicuous house.

Makes friends in Hogwarts with Xenophillius Lovegood, Batrimus Crouch Jr., Alice Jones(later Longbottom), Severus Snape,Jonathan Abbott, Sarah Abbott. Later friends with Elizaveta Rosier (nee Flavius) a French dress robe designer.

Meets Barty and Xeno on Hogwarts Express after she and Severus have their tiff with James and Sirius. Barty and Xeno help both her and Severus integrate better into the Wizarding society, after she mentions that she only had three months to prepare for the Wizarding world and apeeals to their sense of pride and superiority.

Barty warms up to her even more once she saves him from a possible detention.

Delving into things like Wizarding wear, dress robes, color choice, design - what is appropriate for her age and station. She gets tonnes of book recommendations that she looks up in the Hogwarts Library and once she remembers in the Room of Requirement.

Doesn't like James Potter at all, not even when he supposedly changes - though she does give him one chance (which he blows) - she doesn't trust him not to revert.

She knows, or rather she is told, that he will become a 'good man', but she does not trust this. Lily is wary of his fickleness, sees the malice in him when he fights with Slytherins. She has no interest in keeping a leash on a childish man when she has so much to deal with, it's not her job to make him a responsible adult

Doesn't run off when Snape calls her a mudblood and keeps defending him unlit marauders leave. Forgives Snape for his words, but tells him that its a problem for her as she can no longer tell when he's lying, compares him to James - which snaps him out of it pretty quickly.

Lily invests in warding her parents home as soon as she feasibly can, but it's for naught as they die in a completely muggle car accident, driving back from visiting Petunia and her Fiance Vernon Dursley

Augustus Rookwood is three years older than Lily, Evan Rosier is two years older than her. Lily has a minor crush on Evan in her fifth year, but doesn’t do anything about it.

Augustus had only heard of Lily while in Hogwarts, but the first time he hears about her and pays attention is from Evan, when they meet during summer after the debacle with Snape, Marauders and Lily, when Rosier tells him of an interesting mudblood

Lily never flinches when addressed as Mudblood, her response, when heckled by snakes as to why she doesn't flinch, why she isn't insulted, is usually 'I care that little for your opinion'

Lily helps Snape get a date with Christine McDougal, they hit it off well.

As a part of Dumbledore's meddling Lily is Head Girl together with James Potter, suffice to say they don't get along well at all. This Lily is much colder than the original. Cold and pragmatic, but warm and caring to her close friends and family.

She ends up getting a job as an Unspeakable where her colleague is Augustus Rookwood. They get into debates over Muggleborns and give eachother something to think about

Her 'day job', as no one can actually say that they work as an Unspeakable (and it's best to have a job away from the ministry if you do work as an Unspeakable, to serve as a cover), is as either a pianist or a cellist

She is very sought after and present at many galas because she's a prodigal musician - was a musician in previous life, not as a job, but recreation

Lily Evans is credited as the maker of what is called 'The Evans Method' in wizarding medicine and 'The flutter' in casual use (this can only be used at MOMs discression, one cannot buy this sand in stores for their own use, but one can petition if their work is too intensive and they find themselves 'needing more time')

As she studied Time in the Department of Mysteries she experimented with time-turner sand and found out how to use it on people (without a container) to slow down their time, thus prolonging their life (this is more used in medicine to slow down diseases so that a cure can be found), or sometimes speeding themselves up and managing to do more in less time.

This is before she and Augustus marry, but while they're in a relationship of sorts, once her discovery is public, Voldemort begins to approve of their relationship, which is a relief to both of them.

At some point Death Eaters start getting caught and Lily, who had been already working on this, trying to make it a beauty product, covers Barty's and Augustus's death eater tattoos with a paste that makes their skin look like it looked in the past and if applied enough can take away years.

Their marks become invisible, she tells no one else of her project and is very happy when explaining that they are lucky she was working on something like this and had not told anybody.

Voldemort is suitably impressed and interested in aquiring such an asset.

After a Death Eater accuses Barty of being a Death Eater, she nearly faints in relief for her thinking ahead and protests that claim saying that at the time Barty was with her helping plan her wedding, she says that Xenophillius Lovegood can confirm because he was there at the time, they call him to confirm and share a pensieve memory

In her third year Lily discovers that Xeno can create extremely believable false memories and mentions how useful that can be so their little trio (Xeno, Barty and Lily) form a pact that Xeno will provide them with alibis.

They are almost caught once because a teacher nearly asks for their memories too - afterwards they find a way around it so that Xeno can share false memories with them as though they are their own (only slightly modified as not everyone remembers everything the same - they hear different things if they walk past a place at a different time for example)

This is later used for Barty's alibi

It was very lucky that Lily was sitting in on that court case cause his father might have tossed him to Azkaban without trial or Barty might have done something rash...as he tended to when faced with his father.

The paste cannot be removed by charms or cancelers, or pretty much any spell, but has to be removed by a special oil that Lily herself made (ironically it is an oil made from lily flowers), it cannot be removed, traced or seen as there is, technically, nothing wrong with the person's arm, it is their still their skin...only from the past.

Lily and Augustus have three children together.

Emanuel Rookwood who is Ginny Weasley and Luna Lovegood's age and twin daughters Iris and Amaryllis Rookwood who are Metamorforgi.

This leads to a revolutionary research by Lily Rookwood as this ability is not hereditary in Rookwood line and, according to some wizarding beliefs, should not be present in a Muggleborn line.

Leading to research conclusion that Muggleborn are there to dilute the blood on purpose, because while pure blood that is rich with magical talent is good of itself it is also limiting.

Because families become specialized in their branch, like herbology and when people with different specialties marry into families there is more likeliness for their abilities to be lost as they fight for dominance and rarely merge together. They even might destroy one another - producing a squib.

It also concludes that metamorphose ability is something likely in pureblood families with some history of dark magic and/or transfiguration specialty when mixed with Muggleborn blood.

Thus presence of Muggleborn is considered to be good and a way to bring back old magical talents that are dying out.

It also concludes that Muggleborn are in fact first generation witches and wizards (as the first witch and wizard would have had to have muggle parents or all muggles are in fact squibs and wizards came first, but had to experiment with whom to breed as some mixing killed magic and magical talents altogether)

With enough generations, a child of a Muggleborn will become a pureblood

Actually...Let’s make the birth of magic a global phenomena, where at some point there were only muggleborns, people born with extraordinary powers that their parent could never hope to have

Some of them married with one another (to preserve the powers) while others married outside to spread them (and children of muggleborns are always magical.)

Intermarrying worked until concentration of magic became too much and lineages started killing each-other off, which would be why the offspring only inherited one talent, because one Parent's gift was overpowering.

While those who married outside, spread their gifts (and their children are always half-bloods).

Muggleborns, who are either descendants of squibs whose magic had to take generations to harmonize due to conflict, or are first generation witches and wizards because magical population seemed to be falling or needed diluting usually have clean unrestricted magic that allows them to specialize in what they want, rather than just what they're good at.

This also lets their children, should they have them with those of more potent magic, have greater power behind their intent and less inner magical conflict, thus less stabilization through mediation and rituals needed

Lily does this research through the first 6 years ( till she's about 32, Augustus being 35) after her daughters are born and becomes quite famous, gaining her own Chocolate Frog Card.

Her work being published in a book series called 'The Muggleborn' by Lily Rookwood (Published when Lily is 36)

This book becomes famous in all circles of wizarding society , pureblood because they want to hear what a Rookwood says on the topic, muggleborn because they want to hear what a muggleborn says and half-bloods to see where Lily stands.

As a part of Voldemorts orders Lily approaches six werewolf females who had formed their own pack and they join on her behest. This is also meant as a warning to Lily and her family, so they would not think to toe the line.

This backfires on Voldemort as Lily is fast to make friends and allies among the intended targets. Later during the Battle of Hogwarts they defect the moments after LIly does, reminding the surprised at whose behest they joined in the first place.

One of these werewolves is Mary Mcdonald a Muggleborn Mulciber attacked while they were at Hogwarts. Lily rekindles that firendship, offering help and later protection from Voldermort by being under his rule.

She and Mary discuss and laugh about many pureblood traditions and ettiqquette, their motto and inside joke becomes 'When in Rome'

Later in life, maybe after the Battle of Hogwarts even, Lily makes 'The Evans Scholarship' which allows Muggleborns to get apprenticeships for which they are usually overlooked for pureblood candidates.

As Lily managed a Mastery in Potions, Charms, Defence Against the Dark Arts and Aritmancy than she is elligable to be a Master and thus she is giving away apprenticeships for all four subjects.

snippets and drabbles incoming, no beta! you’ve been warned!

POV meanders in some parts, don’t give yourself a headache trying to figure it out. Also! Hints of melodrama, because I sometimes I want to write that hahahaha

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