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Isabella Manfredi, Tumbleweed and Sollyy: Australia’s best new music for October

The following article has been posted on October 09, 2022 at 10:01AM:

An Overlooked Tracks News Finding: Here’s an article you might have overlooked. Having a partnership with NewsAPI, we try to catch music entertainment news for you to view, read and possibly enjoy. We will continue to find what’s available in the world of music entertainment, concert information and music releases. But obviously you – the listener and reader are the biggest source for news in your area, so if you can share with us. For right now, look at what we found for you:

“From The Guardian Music News UK Website – Isabella Manfredi, Tumbleweed and Sollyy: Australia’s best new music for October”

Isabella Manfredi – Seasons Change: For fans of: Holiday-era Madonna, Haim, Duran Duran

‘Chaotic, but also cathartic’: Manfredi’s new track Seasons Change

Isabella Manfredi lived a lot of life between the demise of the Preatures and her technicolor debut record: she broke off a decade-long relationship, got engaged, and became a mother for the first time. All this life and birth fizzes from her debut album, Izzi, and its opening gambit, Seasons Change, a stylistic and emotional palate cleanser. With a bop worthy of Cyndi Lauper and a breezy vocal that rakes over past hurts from an emotional distance, pointed questions – “How could you let me be all alone in my pain, without your sympathy?” – are danced away with the hard-earned knowledge that there is a brighter season on the horizon. A change of seasons can be chaotic, but also cathartic.

For more: Manfredi’s debut album, Izzi, is out now.

Sollyy, Zion Garcia – Apply The Pressure: For fans of: RXK Nephew, Desiigner, Azealia Banks

Triple J presenter Sollyy is fast becoming one of the finest young producers in Australia, and on the fierce and assured Apply The Pressure he easily cruises past his previous best. Western Sydney rapper Zion Garcia delivers reams of exceptionally dexterous bars that spin a kaleidoscope of references from Pokémon to shout-outs to Mount Druitt and St Marys. A loving but realistic ode to western Sydney and self-belief in the face of dissent.

For more: Check out recent singles NahJokes by Sollyy and Fried by Zion Garcia.

Adalita – Dazzling: For fans of: Magic Dirt, Paul Dempsey, Suze DeMarchi

Adalita Srsen wrote Dazzling nine years ago, around the time her second solo album, All Day Venus, was garnering universal praise. It was a different beast from her previous work, kicking off a songwriting exploration into “the universal themes of obsessive love, the inner void and reclaiming of the self” that resulted in her forthcoming third album.

Musically, this piano-led track lands somewhere between the stripped back heartbreak of her 2011 debut and the band-driven All Day Venus. “I won’t be made to feel bad for loving you,” she sings, adding a wrinkle to what appears an unabashedly romantic ode. As the song comes to a close and the hypnotic chorus continuously crashes in and out like waves, it becomes very obvious that Dazzling is worthy of its near-decade gestation.

For more: Adalita’s third album, Inland, is out 2 December.

Folk Bitch Trio – Lost: For fans of: Tiddas, Lucinda Williams, Bright Eyes

Folk Bitch Trio: proof that simple, stellar songwriting will always command an audience.

Folk Bitch Trio wowed recently at Brisbane’s Bigsound conference, proving that sterling songwriting, and three-part harmonies dragged in from the porch will always command an audience. Lost is the third single from the Melbourne group, and their rich sound already seems fully formed. Heide Peverelle’s lyrics are well worthy of attention but the very best moments come when the three members wordlessly harmonize over a weeping slide guitar and the gentle waltz of the instrumentation. Beautiful.

For more: On Lost’s B-side, Folk Bitch Trio tackle Rowland S Howard’s Shivers – joining Screaming Jets, Courtney Barnett, Laura Jane Grace, and Divine Fits in covering the Aussie classic.

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vampire207343 · 3 years

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Sakura Potter's, other lives

What if.... fem Harry Potter died during the final battle. And meet Lord Death who allow her to be reborn to multiple lives as a reward for returning all three deathly hollow back to him.

During her first life as Sakura Titania Potter, she died at the young age of 17 years old during the war with the dark lord known as Voldemort. She accpeted death like a friend like her ancestor Ignotus Peverell once did after he died. She meet death like an old friend and gaved death back the three Deathly Hallow, in doing so Lord Death allow her be reborn again with no memories of her life as the strongest witch of her generation.

Her secound life she was reborn as Musa the guardian Fairy of Music

She end up marring her long time boyfriend Riven after the magic dimension was in peace and live their life but it is still her duty as a guardian fairy to protect Earth like the rest of her friend Stella the Princesd of Solaria, Bloom the Princess of Domino, Princess Aisha of Andros, Flora the Fairy of Nature, and Tecna the Fairy of Technology. Musa and Riven has three children together, two daughters and one son their name are Melody, Tiana, and Andrew. Before Musa died in battle along side her husband by then their children already graduate Alfea and red fountain.

In her third life she is reborn as Uzumaki Kushina the best uzumaki kenjutsu user of her time and she secretly married her long time boyfriend Minato Namikaze since at that time they were still at war with the hidden village of stone, a year after the war end the nine tail she has seal inside her body broke out of his prison during the time she was giving birth, and the nine tail at attack the village they both call home in order save their home, Minato as the fourth Hokage has make the hardest decision in his life, but how could he ask anyone to sacrifice their children if he isn't will to do so Minato seal the nine tail to his new born son Naruto Uzumaki-Namikaze but the nine tail attack the naruto in order to stop being seal that kushina and Minato took the blow ment to naruto in order to seal the nine tail and it wasn't long before dying and leave their only son in the care of his godparents and hope that Naruto has a wounderful childhood and that he was treated like a hero like Minato hope.

Her 4th life she is reborn as Raven Queen it is believe that she is the daughter of the Evil Queen Mira Shards and the Good King James Good but the Evil Queen Mira Shards has never has a child with her husband since she want to have revenge on Snow white, Diana for forcing her to sign the book of legend so she made sure she never had a child insuring that Snow white tale would end in their generation. But not everyone knows that

(Submitted by @moonwatcher04)

Raven Queen isn't the next Evil Queen until it was time to sign the book of legend it was found out that Raven Queen is the daughter of King Arthur and Queen genevieve of Camelot as the next Queen of Camelot when it was found out that Raven Queen isn't the daughter of the Evil Queen and that their wouldn't be a new generation of Snow white and Evil Queen for the fact that mira Shards dosen't have a child theirfor Darring Charming is not apple's prince for her tale has end for ever after before it even began and nothing is stoping Darring Charming in fallowing his heart being the next King Arthur which makes him Raven's king which the two didn't mine after all they already know this would happen when they began secretly dating one another and his younger sister Darling Charming known since she is the next Lancelot of this generation.

Dexter charming is heartbroken to find out that girl he has been in love with since the momoment he meet her is dating his older brother and that they are in same tale as the next king and Queen of Camelot.

My 5th life as princess Diantha Rebekah D'Luna the younger twin sister of the crown Princess Serenity Rachel Ophelia D'Luna of the moon like her twin she also has a crystal she inhearted from her father the red sapphire crystal that is said to riveal the power of the Sliver crystal.

But unlike her elder twin sister Princess Serenity, Diantha is train as a senshi who study many fight style and technology of the moon along with healing along with many different kind of etiquette and Law she require to learn as a princess but during the suprise attack of Queen Beryl during her and Serenity's 14 birthday she was the first to fall she didn't have time to get her bearring to transform and avoid the attack coming her way after her death red sapphire crystal follow Diantha into her next life as Princess Astrea and it enter body until such time she call upon her crystal once more.

My current life is the only life that I remember all my other life, but with any attachment to those other life before I was reborn as Princess Astrea de Alger Obelia the first daughter of the tyrant Emperor Claude de Alger Obelia and the Empress Selena Andino was assasin when Astrea was 1 years old her mother died protecting her from assasin.

Claude de alger obelia is devested at the death of his beloved wife and childhood friend and leaving their only child that day he vow that he would always love and protect Astrea, he gotten over protective of his only daughter.

2 years later... on the 2nd birthday of Astrea, the Emperor a woman who dance in Astrea's birthday, her name is Diana wno end up one of the concubine of the Emperor.

Diana quickly fell in love with the Emperor and evenutally became pregnant but Diana is still trying earn Emperors love but she has never manged to full replace the beloved wife and late Empress Selena Andino since he only began to fall for her when they discover that

Diana's pregnacy is slowly killing her the Emperor began ignore Diana and focus on his beloved daughter Astrea and his duty as the Emperor. After Diana's death and the birth of Athanasia, the Emperor massacre his whole concubine only spearing the life of Lily York and the newborn Athansia even then Lily have to beg the Emperor to spare the small princess life for her mother Diana daring to naming her daughter Athanasia since only the Emperor can give the name immortal to their heir and he already have his precious little star and it didn't help anything when the newborn look identical to Astrea when she was a newborn that if they were the same age he would have mistaken them for twins. So the Emperor spared Athanasia's life and allow athanasia to live in Ruby Palace.

5 years later....

A month ago athanasia her father Claude de Alger obelia and she has been trying to so hard for her dad to like and it wasn't long before Athanasia have tea her father again when she meet someone identical to her

(Astrea de Alger Obelia)

And she dosen't know who she is and it wasn't long before felix introduce the girl who look identical to her as her older half sister Crown Princess Astea de Alger obelia, which suprise her since the novel never mention of Claude have another daughter other than Athanasia and Jennnette. And this is but since Astrea seem to be able to see through her act, Claude dosen't like her as it is, if he find out she's been pretending in front of him she would die before she is even is even reach 18 years old. So now she has to earn her older sister's favore as well just to survive.

Which took roughtly 7 years for Athanasia to gain the favore of her father Claude de Alger obelia and older sister Astrea de Alger Obelia. She manged to gain their trust.

By then Astrea de Alger Obelia is 14 years old and her debute

By then Astrea de Alger Obelia was already name the Crown Prince by their father and already began helping her father with his paperwork.

2 years later...

Athanasia de Alger Obelia some how manged to gained the favore and trust of her father and elder half sister and now she's 14 years old and it's her debute and it's also suppose to be the day, Duke Roger Alpheus introduce Jenette Margarita as her father's daughter but things didn't go as they have hope since father completely refuse to accept Jennette as his daughter even more when he found out she's the daughter of Penelope Judith.

He made it clear to the nobles that they only have two princess and they are Astrea and Athanasia de alger obelia and that Jentte would never be a princess. It wasn't long before the debute ended and the three Royals return home.

#Fem Harry potter #Reborn #Musa the fairy of Music #Minor mention of Winx Club #musa x riven #Alfea #Red fountain #Kushina x minato #Minor mention naruto #Who made me a Princess #Princess Astrea de Alger Obelia (Oc)#Selena Andino (Oc)#Diana (Who made me a princess )#roger alpheus #jenette margarita #other lives

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disorganizedkitten · 4 years

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Surprise reminder I am not in fact dead. Happy whatever. I’m brainspewing a bunch of aus, mostly DC/batfam and Harry Potter atm and wanted to share some of my favorite moments from the HP planning sessions. These are... sort of from the same story? It’s evolved enough that I could split it into multiple stories based off which update/version it’s from.

Welcome to my Regulus Black Survives and ends up Raising Harry au that eventually melted into a very fun Twin Au that I hope I finish.

Harry: I CAN DESTROY HORCRUXES BY BLEEDING ON THEM

Reg also sends him with a communication mirror because it's been four or five years, he's not going to be so callous as to deny he loves his kid.

So they, being 12 and dumb, end up going in after her/him.

Upon seeing Riddle leave the diary, Harry and Theo, who were raised by a Black and a Nott respectively, freaked. Theo didn't know what it was for sure, but could tell it was Bad, and Harry saw 75.9% sure it was a horcrux because really. What else can a person materialize out of?

Riddle proceeds to monologue about how he hadn't expected this, Slytherins and Gryffindors working together? And aren't you a Nott? I wonder how your forefathers would feel. Etc. While Harry and Theo dodge the curses and continue to try to destroy the diary.

"How can you be so powerful if you were defeated by a baby?!"

The Basilisk ends up trying to listen to both of them, and then Connor tries to help, and Riddle tries to kill Harry w/ Ukri and Connor tries to take Riddle down, and Theo is darting around and tripping Ukri and Riddle up, while Ron has given up on his wand and is trying to wrestle Riddle, which leaves Harry again to take the diary.

When Sirius breaks out, Harry makes a lot of comments about just… cutting off his left arm. After all, no dark mark, no loyalty to the cause. Crippled, even if he was a loyal follower before. This is also his first elective year, which means that Reg sends him an old prosthetic to unravel for Ancient Runes. Draco screams when Harry gets an arm in the mail.

Also Theo gets kidnapped by Sirius summer of 95 after he runs away to escape becoming a baby Death Eater. It's in broad daylight and causes so much panic

("I was wondering what that unholy shriek was" "a horcrux dying,")

This leads to all sorts of hijinks because due to it being accidental, young, and without due process or practice, Fay is essentially an inferi. Except she still has a soul. It's weird. The necromancy-gone-sideways means that they're bonded.

Neville Longbottom and the Suspicious Letters - the Godbrother letters begin!!

“I thought my brother was supposed to be raising you.” “I can go?” “Absolutely not, someone has to keep you alive.”

Regulus is a panicked box of nerves who accidentally acquired a child who should by all rights be his brother’s, and now he has to keep him

Harry grew up around Reg who has Very Dangerous Magic™ all over the house, and has the time of his life watching things blow up

“Harry you’re going to singlehandedly give me grey hairs”

“Honestly if it wouldn’t get more attention than I need I’d just kidnap you, they’re such horrid guardians. And I’m a Black, so that’s saying something!

(The Black Family Madness isn't inherited, it's learnt)

Adrian is a mortician because I really liked the idea of a murder basement except no one has ever actually died in the basement.

Fay Dunbar vs the natural order

Neville Longbottom and the wallflower society

Charlie and Ginny Weasley are Parselmouths bc it makes me happy

Happy Hogwarts day, Harry! Or should it be Happy Hogwarts Hour, Harry? Since you like alliteration? (I clearly remember Mass-Machete-Murderer). I’m sad there’s no chance of running into you in diagon today, but hey! Hogwarts is coming soon! And then we can hang out whenever, right? Well, maybe not whenever. I guess we’d have to attend classes and make more friends. But otherwise! No more sneaking around! Unless you're a Slytherin. Then there might be some sneaking. But not as much! (Have we talked about that yet? I’m pretty sure I’m a shoe-in for Gryffindor, but… yeah. If you’re not, that��s completely okay!) (^letter between Harry and the Other Potter Twin(tm) )

Hey, Harry. Mum just learned you’re a wizard (forgot to ask how, sorry, I’m sure she’ll tell you later) and has decided you need to come live in the wizarding world with us. I didn’t tell her anything. You and your Axe-bear uncle need to figure something out and fast. I’ll see what stalling I can do. XX, your lovely brother. (On the upside, we get 2 c e/o b4 Spt1!) (^Another actual letter from version 2-3 of this au)

"You know," Theo says to Conner at one point. "It's a bit like Harry was raised by a Black." Conner shrugs. "He was raised by an ex-death eater with one arm. Close enough." Theo does research and pretty much just figures that whenever Harry says he was raised by a dead man, he means legally. Theo puts his money on Regulus Black early on.

Theo’s a very smart cookie

Harry also writes letters to Regulus using a constantly changing code which is really just pop culture references.

We have a bunch of parselmouths this generation. See: Charlie Weasley, Ginerva Weasley. Henry Potter/Peverell. Connor Potter. Fay Dunbar/Black. (Also, Theo Nott, Neville Longbottom, Hermione Granger, and a few others learn it for the sake of keeping up with them). Bry is… one of those groups.

Bryony becomes a Basilisk Breeder

There are five prophecy children bc I can

‘Tuney rushed out “He's not here." No duh, Connor thought but didn’t say. He hoped the adults had a plan for this, because if Harry and Connor had to come up with stories on their own (lie to their parents) there was no way it would end well. Three years of letters and visits and Connor still didn’t have a name for Harry’s adult figure. He wondered morbidly if that was going to change today.’

‘Connor decided with a new thread of despair that yep, the adults were going to be lying to each other for the foreseeable future. Ugh.‘

‘When Reg catches Barty, the only one who does, neither of them attack. "Why, Barty?" "What else can I do?" "Join us?" "That won't be safe. Won't be fair. I'm trying to send one of those boys to their death." "You're also helping keep them alive. Let me get you out." Barty switches allegiances that night. The moment he has a choice.’

There are a lot of people who are willing to step away from Voldemort but don’t know how. They got in over their heads decades ago and now they’re stuck.

That doesn’t mean they’ll sit around and watch their kids make the same mistakes.

#Aus #planning #jaymeow writes #Hp aus #Harry Potter #Chaos and Children #This au is also known as the one where half the cast is dead but everything is good anyways

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calligraphist-artemisia · 4 years

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Harry Potter and the Best Summer ( 2 | Inheritance)

Summary: AU - canon divergence. Harry had barely been back at the Dursley’s for two weeks, when an unexpected visitor arrived at the door. He quickly finds himself spirited away back to the wizarding world and learns some secrets that have long been kept from him.

A sequel to Of Family and Unexpected Friendship. Also posted on AO3 under the username Kishirokitsune.

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2 | Inheritance

Harry managed a few bites of fruit and most of a sandwich for lunch and then Andromeda gathered them all up in order to floo into Diagon Alley. Leona hurriedly whispered to him that it was yet another form of magical transportation – one which apparently involved traveling by fireplace and made Harry think of all of the stories about Santa Claus – and that he needed to enunciate properly as well as focus on where he was going.

Harry could easily picture the twisting cobblestone streets, the Quidditch Supply shop, and the gleaming white building of Gringotts. Diagon Alley had left a strong impression on him after only a single visit and he doubted he would ever forget the way it looked.

“Don't breathe in once you step into the fireplace or else you'll choke a little on the smoke. Breathe in first and then step in and speak,” Leona advised as she reached out and took a pinch of sparkling powder from the pot Andromeda was holding. She winked at Harry and tossed it into the flames, pointedly breathing in before stepping into the fireplace. “Diagon Alley.”

Andromeda held the pot out towards Harry. “Would you like to go next?”

Harry felt a little nervous as he pinched some of the powder between his fingers. He followed Leona's directions to the letter, breathing in before tossing the powder and stepping into the flames. “Diagon Alley!”

The flames flared green and then suddenly everything was spinning and Harry had to close his eyes to keep from getting sick. It didn't last for long and then he was being thrown out of a fireplace, landing hard on a wooden floor in front of Leona's feet. He groaned in mild pain.

“It gets easier after you've done it a few times. Lets get you out of the way so everyone else can come through,” she said, bending over to help him up.

Harry gratefully accepted her hand, letting her pull him back up to his feet and a short distance away from the fireplace, which flared green as Aquarius stumbled out. She didn't fall over like he did, as she quickly righted herself and smoothed out her skirt before hurrying to join Harry and Leona. The three of them didn't have to wait long as Remy came through next, followed shortly by Andromeda.

“We're all here,” Andromeda looked over the three children with a pleased expression. “Harry, you and I will go to the bank to get everything squared away and we'll meet back up with everyone once we are through.”

The thought of being left alone with Andromeda made Harry nervous. She'd been nothing but polite and kind to him, but she was still an intimidating woman who he'd only met an hour or so ago. “Leona's not coming?” he asked, hopeful that his friend would step in and agree to go along too.

Leona shook her head. “Sorry, Harry. I need to go get fitted for new robes and I want to look into replenishing some of my supplies before the school crowd hits.”

“I could go,” Aquarius said quietly, gray-green eyes flickering from Harry to her cousin. “I don't need anything right now and it would make me feel less nervous about getting my test done next year if I could see Harry go through his. If that's alright with you, Harry.”

Although Aquarius was equally a stranger to him, she was also Leona's little sister and he wanted to make an effort to get to know her better, especially considering that it looked like he'd be staying with them for the remainder of the summer. Maybe having someone near his age would help calm his nerves.

Harry nodded in agreement and Aquarius beamed at him.

Remy bent to kiss Aquarius on the cheek, making her promise to behave for Andy, to which Aquarius responded with a sweet smile before skipping over and taking Harry's hand; an act which made her mother fondly sigh and shake her head.

They didn't dawdle near the Floo, quickly splitting up and walking towards their destination. Aquarius held onto Harry's hand as they followed behind Andromeda, who explained a few things about proper etiquette around the goblins and answered questions that Harry never would have thought to ask.

It wasn't unlike what he practiced in order to apologize to Malfoy the year before.

Harry fought back a cringe at the memory. Apologizing to Malfoy was his least favorite thing that came from learning more about the magical world, but he had to admit it hadn't been completely awful. The look of surprise on Malfoy's face when he approached and properly introduced himself was one he would cherish for years to come, and it was nice to be able to walk through the halls without worrying about being hexed by his sort-of nemesis or any of his cronies.

Evidently one of the few differences between greeting a wizard and greeting a goblin was in the way he was meant to bow. With wizards, he would place one hand over his sternum in a lightly clenched fist, while with goblins he was meant to keep both hands open at his sides when he bowed. It was meant to show that he was unarmed and something about goblins and wands that Harry didn't fully understand.

At least it would be easy to remember. Not that it helped with his nerves at all.

Aquarius squeezed his hands. “Goblins are kind of grumpy no matter what, but as long as you're polite they won't hate you!”

Harry attempted a smile, but he was sure it came across as more of a grimace. He didn't say anything as they entered Gringotts and he tried to hold his head high even with the attention that fell on the three of them as they strode over to one of the tellers.

Andromeda stopped and bowed before addressing the goblin there. “We are here about Mr. Harry Potter's inheritance test and to see about the unsealing of the Wills' of James and Lily Potter.”

The goblin, whose nameplate read “Narok”, regarded her with steel in his eyes before nodding. “Ganrig has been assigned to your case. He is waiting for you in Testing Room Three.” He gestured towards the opposite side of the hall, where there were several solid stone doors. A goblin stood at attention at each one.

“Thank you,” Andromeda said before ushering the children across the hall, carefully stepping around other witches and wizards as they hurried to-and-fro. They all stopped in front of a door with a “three” carved into the surface and bowed in greeting to the goblin there, who then knocked on the door and stepped aside, allowing them to enter as the door opened.

The office was done in varying types of stone; white floors marbled with green and walls of a darker brown. The shelves were made of something similar to the floor and had bold geometric shapes carved into them. Books and parchment took up most of the space, though there were also chunks of glittering gems. A sturdy desk sat in the center of the room, the top cleared of items aside from a simple metal bin, a roll of parchment, and a jeweled dagger. All-in-all, it was a space that showcased the talents of goblin builders and Harry found himself properly awed.

They all bowed to Ganrig and then sat once they were told to, with Harry in the center.

“The process to determine inheritance is simple. You will offer three drops of blood to the parchment and once your family's magic has finished, it will unroll and you will have proof of your claim as Heir of House Potter,” Ganrig said. He waited for Harry to acknowledge his statement, his expression unchanging, and then gestured towards the blade. “A finger will do, Mr. Potter.”

Harry could feel his arm trembling as he leaned forward and took up the dagger. He held his left hand over the roll of parchment, braced himself for the pain, and then quickly guided the tip of the blade to his index finger. It pierced through easily and Harry quickly let three drops of blood fall before pulling his hand away and returning the dagger to the table. His finger warmed and when he looked at it, the cut had already healed.

The roll of parchment seemed to glow as it slowly unfurled, revealing Harry's full inheritance.

Ganrig looked it over first and his only reaction was a subtle raising of one eyebrow. He seemed to think everything was in order and turned it so Harry, Andromeda, and Aquarius could read it as well.

Harrison James Potter

Father - James Charlus Potter (deceased)

Mother - Lily Marie Potter (deceased)

Godfather - Sirius Orion Black

Godmother - Alice Guinevere Longbottom

Magical Guardian - Remus Jane Lupin-Black

Heir of House Emrys (chosen by Magic)

Heir of House Slytherin (conquest, approved by Magic)

Heir of House Peverell (paternal line)

Heir of House Potter (paternal line)

Recessive Lines -

House Evans (maternal line - newblood)

House Larkspur (maternal line)

House Eerie (paternal line)

Magical Interference -

Magic Dampener (applied at 11 months by Lily Potter)

Core Damage (curse scar)

Inheritance:

Properties -

Scale Tower (6-story tower)

Slytherin Manor (heavily damaged - cursebreaker required)

1/4 share in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Peverell Estate (main family home)

Potter Manor (traditional family home)

Cottage at Godric’s Hollow (heavily damaged. Cursebreaker and Wardlayer recommended.)

Potter Bungalow (secondary family home in West Bengal, India)

Abilities -

Dragonspeak (House Emrys)

Parseltongue (House Slytherin)

Dark Core

Vaults -

Historic Vault of Emrys (locked until age of majority)

Emrys Family Vault (locked until age of majority)

Emrys Heir Trust Vault

Slytherin Family Vault (locked until age of majority)

1/4 Hogwarts School Vault (for use of funding for Hogwarts only)

Peverell Family Vault (locked until age of majority)

Peverell Family Historic Vault (locked until age of majority)

Peverell Heir Trust Vault

Potter Family Vault (locked until age of majority)

Potter Heir Trust Vault

While Aquarius gleefully latched onto the part where her mum was listed as Harry's magical guardian, Andromeda was more focused on a few of the troubling aspects that were revealed in Harry's inheritance.

“We will have to schedule a full cleansing,” she murmured, her eyes fixed on the section labeled: Magical Interference. “The dampener never should have been allowed to remain on you for so long. Typically they're removed by the age of five. And now it's clear that no healer was able to examine your scar for any residual magic.” Andromeda pursed her lips. “Ganrig, what are the goblin means of determining who took it upon themselves to illegally act as Harry's magical guardian?”

“There are several options that I am aware of, but I would recommend an appointment with the Judiciary Task Force.”

Harry found he cared less about the interference part and more about the bit where he was evidently the Heir of Slytherin. And what did it mean that he was chosen by Magic? Was that something significant? Did it mean it he wasn't blood related to those lines? If that was the case, then how could he inherit those Houses?

He didn't remember reading anything about Magically chosen Houses.

“What's House Emrys?” Harry asked.

There was a moment of stunned silence before Andromeda collected herself and was able to respond. “House Emrys is among the oldest wizarding families in the United Kingdom and is considered a Royal House by our modern rankings. It sits alongside of House Pendragon, House le Fay, and House Caer Lleon. We will speak more about this once we return home.” She turned her attention back to Ganrig. “I would like to request a copy to take with us, charmed to be unreadable by anyone without Harry's permission.”

Ganrig promptly agreed and removed a second scroll from beneath his desk. While he cast the necessary spells to create a protected duplicate, Andromeda took the time to explain a few more things about the Houses he inherited.

“Your Primary Lines show which houses you directly inherit. You are the Heir of four different Houses and will need to take time to learn about each of them. Recessive Lines are those you carry in your blood but have not been named as Heir. You should still study them in case that changes when you take your second inheritance test when you turn seventeen,” Andromeda said. “As far as properties go, you will spend the summer meeting with the goblins in charge of each of your holdings and then you may go and visit the ones that do not require repairs.”

Harry wanted to ask about his magical abilities, but before he had the chance to do so, Ganrig finished making a copy of his test and was preparing to move on to unsealing the Potters' Will. He filed away the original test and cleared away the dagger before a hidden door opened to admit a younger-looking goblin. He placed an ornate box on the desk and then hurried on his way without saying a word.

“I ask Mr. Potter to place his hand on the box, which will use a sample of his magic to verify that he is the son of James and Lily Potter. The contents of their Will are charmed to speak in their voices and a pensieve will be required as proof to the ministry that it has been read and fulfilled,” Ganrig told them.

“As a neutral third party, I will provide the pensieve,” Andromeda volunteered.

With that settled, Harry leaned forward in order to reach the box and laid his hand over the lid. It rapidly warmed and then there was a clicking sound that he took to mean it was unlocked, so he withdrew and sat back, letting Ganrig open the box.

At once, the voices of his parents filled the room.

“I, James Charlus Potter.”

“And I, Lily Marie Potter.”

“Of sound mind and body, do declare this to be my Last Will and Testament,” they spoke together, their combined voices making a powerful statement.

Harry struggled to listen to what they were saying, but was so taken aback by hearing their voices for the first time in his memory that most of his attention was on trying not to break down and cry. Most of it seemed to be straightforward anyway.

He was listed as their sole heir and beneficiary. All of the Potter properties and vaults belonged to him, which was reflected in his inheritance test. There were a few other names listed who would receive either galleons or personal belongings; Leona was named specifically by Lily, who left her a series of childrens stories. (A reminder of just how long ago their Will was meant to be read.)

“We name Remus Jane Lupin-Black as the magical guardian of our son, fully aware of the condition she is afflicted with. In the event that neither she, nor Harry's godparents - Sirius Orion Black and Alice Guinevere Longbottom – are able to take Harry in, guardianship will be passed to another approved name on the list we have tied to our Will,” James said.

“Under no circumstances is Harry to be left in the care of my sister, Petunia Evans Dursley, nor any member of my family,” Lily spoke up, her sweet voice firm.

“Furthermore, we must address the matter of our passing. If you are hearing this Will, then that means we have been betrayed by one we have long considered family. The Fidelius Charm performed on our house is one that is only broken by the death of the Secret Keeper. Should the charm be unbroken, it means they willingly gave us up to the one who calls himself Lord Voldemort.”

“We name Peter Benjamin Pettigrew as our Secret Keeper and forewarn that he has an animagus form of a common brown rat. Further details are listed in a letter tied to our Will.”

Aquarius gasped in shock, her hands rising to cover her mouth. Even Andromeda looked pale and shaken by the news, though Harry could only begin to guess why.

“With Harry's permission, I request a written copy of the Potters' Will to be sent to the Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement and be placed directly in the hands of Madam Amelia Bones, along with a duplicate pensieve so she may view my memories as well,” Andromeda said, taking obvious care with her words.

Once Harry gave permission for the copy, Ganrig agreed to have it sent, though he had one more question for them before he could do so: “Which House Crest will be placed upon your message?”

“I believe Potter and Black will be enough to garner her immediate attention.”

While Andromeda handled things with the letter, Harry leaned over to talk to Aquarius, who appeared to be on the verge of openly sobbing into her hands. Heavy tears rolled down her cheeks, dripping from her chin and onto her blue skirt.

“Are you okay?” he quietly asked her.

Aquarius shook her head. “W-we didn't know. Everyone thought... everyone thought someone else was their Secret Keeper. Everyone blamed him.”

Harry frowned, slowly piecing together why Andromeda was so intent on sending a copy of the Will. If everyone thought Peter Pettigrew was innocent, then that meant he was walking around freely. If everyone blamed someone else for betraying the location of James and Lily, then that meant there was an innocent person in jail.

“They can get him out, right?” Harry asked.

“I hope so.”

It only took Andromeda a few more minutes to get everything settled and then the three of them stood to thank Ganrig for his time and left his office. Aquarius and Harry had to nearly run in order to keep up with Andromeda's swift pace.

“Andy, what do we do now?” Aquarius asked.

“We go home and wait for news. I'll send a message to Remy and Leona from there,” Andromeda responded tersely. Her gaze flickered to Harry and she slowed down when she realized she was moving too quickly for them. “We have a great deal to talk about. There are things about our family we have deliberate kept quiet about and you need to know about them in order to understand the situation we are in now. Do not speak of anything that we have learned until we return to Oakstone, do you understand?”

“Yes,” Harry and Aquarius responded.

Andromeda nodded in satisfaction and the three of them silently walked through the streets and back to the building that held the Floo network.

Once there, Andromeda stopped for a moment to write a quick note. She tapped her wand to it and it folded itself up into the shape of a bird, which fluttered its wings as it took to the sky and went off in search of Remy and Leona.

They sent Aquarius through first and then Harry reluctantly tossed a pinch of floo powder into the flames and stepped through. He hoped Leona was right about getting used to traveling that way. It was very uncomfortable.

“Oakstone Manor,” he breathed out and was whisked away to his new home.

#Harry Potter #Harry Potter fanfiction #Harry Potter AU #HP and the Traditions of the Magical World #Wizarding Inheritance

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becausetherearestars · 5 years

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Destruction of a Goblin Office

Chapter Three of Lord Thanatos here

~ As soon as Hadrian closed the door, Tom dropped his glamour and flopped, very ungracefully in Hadrian’s opinion, into the wingback chair behind his meticulously organised desk. Running his hand through his chin length chestnut locks, taking and deep breath and turning crimson eyes to the young man in the room, Tom visibly prepared himself for what was undoubtedly going to be a long and difficult conversation.

“How were the Goblins?” he asked with a wary look on his face. Hadrian began to think the Dark Lord needed to channel his inner Gryffindor for this conversation, not that he’d ever say that out loud. He liked all his limbs where they were thank-you-very-much.

Hadrian seated himself in front of the desk, throwing his cloak over the back of the chair. “Now, now Tom. No ‘Hello, Hadrian’ ‘How are you Hadrian?’ ‘Well done in front of my scary minions Hadrian’?” A smirk grew on his face as the Dark Lord scowled. “You mustn’t forget your manners, my dear.”

“Hadrian, I swear. We only have an hour and, horcrux or not, I am not afraid to Crucio you. Please get on with it, I just know I’m not going to like it.”

“Okay, okay. Don’t get your wand in a knot. I walked in to the bank and as soon as they saw me they headed me off to Director Ragnok’s office. Apparently they’ve been sending me letters for 6 years and I haven’t received a single one.” Tom’s eyebrows shot up at the mention of the head of British Gringotts but he stayed silent and motioned for Hadrian to continue.

“Ragnok made me take an inheritance test and well, this is where it gets into the ‘of fucking course this happens to Harry bloody Potter territory’…” At this Hadrian handed Tom a sheet of parchment and motioned for him to read it. “See for yourself, you won’t believe me otherwise.”

Tom looked down and his eyes widened almost immediately.

Name: Hadrian James Potter

Age: 16 (emancipated, Tri-wizard Tournament)

Parents:

Paternal: James Charlus Potter (deceased)

Maternal: Lily Rose Potter (deceased)

Godparents:

Sirius Orion Black (blood adopted father, incapacitated)

Alice Longbottom (incapacitated)

Magical Guardian:

Albus Dumbledore (inactive since emancipation)

Creature Inheritance:

Living Vampire (paternal, Peverell line)

Mate: unknown

Donor: unknown

Lordships:

Lord Most Noble House of Potter (paternal)

Lord Most Ancient and Noble House of Peverell (paternal)

Lord Most Ancient and Noble House of Black (blood adoption)

Lord Most Ancient and Noble House of Ravenclaw (maternal)

Heir Most Ancient and Noble House of Slytherin (conquest)

Blocks:

70% Magical Core Block (Albus Dumbledore, Nov 1, 1981) (50% broken)

100% Parseltongue ability (Albus Dumbledore, Nov 1, 1981) (100% broken)

100% Metamorphmagus ability (Albus Dumbledore, Nov 1, 1981) (10% broken)

100% Natural Occlumency (Albus Dumbledore, Nov 1, 1981) (30% broken)

100% Creature Inheritance (Albus Dumbledore, Nov 1, 1981)

100% Elemental Magic (Albus Dumbledore, Nov 1, 1981)

Potions:

Loyalty potion (keyed Albus Dumbledore)

Loyalty potion (keyed Weasley Family)

Loyalty potion (keyed Ron Weasley)

Loyalty potion (keyed Hermione Granger)

Love potion (keyed Ginny Weasley)

Hate potion (keyed Slytherin House)

Hate potion (keyed Severus Snape)

Hate potion (keyed Draco Malfoy)

Submission potion (keyed Dursley Family)

Submission potion (keyed Albus Dumbledore)

Contracts:

Marriage contract to one Ginevra Weasley (illegal, not filed)

“I think the old coot’s biggest mistake was he counted on me hating you on my own, purely for killing my parents.” Hadrian said casually once he thought Tom had come out of his shocked state.

“His biggest mistake... no, his biggest mistake was not forgetting to make you hate me! For fucks sake Hades, he might as well have altered your entire personality! And how in Merlin’s name are you still alive? You had 70% of your magical core blocked! I’m going to murder the old fool.”

Magic was whipping around the office, the air heavy with the thickness of the dark magic expressing the Dark Lord’s rage. Hadrian sat in awe for a moment, enjoying the sight of Tom’s addictive magic throughout the room. He wouldn’t say it out loud but the fact that Tom was so worked up over something bad happening to Hadrian warmed his heart a little bit. He did think he should probably stop Tom before he destroyed his office or something though, especially since this wasn’t the worst of the news he received at the bank.

Hadrian reached out with his magic for the link that connected Tom to the horcrux in his scar and sent a wave of calming magic through the bond. “It’s fine Tom, the Goblins put me through a purging ritual as soon as they saw this and put their office back together. They managed to unblock everything and get the potions out of my system and talk me through the creature changes,” he said waving a dismissive hand.

“You destroyed a Goblin office?” Tom asked with a sigh watching Hadrian intently as the younger man attempted to school his sheepish expression into something more befitting of a Lord.

“Ah, well… yeah, maybe I did,” he said nervously. “But they forgave me and we put it back together! No harm done!” Not liking the way this conversation was now going but thankful that it managed to pull Tom out of his rage for a moment.

“That’s not all is it?” the older man asked gravely.

“Not even slightly, darling.” Hadrian said, grinning at the Dark Lord, “our ammunition for destruction only gets better from here.”

“So, the old man was my magical guardian, do you know what that is?” At the shake of the Dark Lord’s head he continued. “No, you probably wouldn’t, I don’t think you had one. Anyway, it’s the person who’s in charge of looking after a minor’s living arrangements, vaults, inheritances and, most importantly in my opinion, making sure the minor knows about the magical world. That they know how to navigate it and are prepared to take over the family when they come of age. Obviously, old Dumbles sucked at being my magical guardian because I had to learn all that shit by myself and didn’t even know about the magical world ‘till I was 11.”

“He named himself the magical guardian of Harry James Potter on November 1st, 1981, before Sirius was arrested I might add, dropped me off at the Dursley’s and walked away with almost complete control of the Potter vaults and seats.” Hadrian could see understanding come to Tom’s face as he figured out where this was going.

“Anyway, using my money, Griphook told me the old coot has been paying himself 1000 galleons a month, the Dursleys 500 galleons a month to ‘condition me’, the Weasley’s 100 galleons a month for ‘looking after me’ in the magical world, Weasel and Granger 100 galleons a month each for being my friends and the Weaselette 50 galleons a month in preparation for being the next Lady Potter.” At this Hadrian rolled his eyes dramatically. “like that would ever happen, i’m gayer than a herd of rainbow unicorns.”

Tom muffled a snort at that. Hadrian heard and counted it as a win.

“When he dropped me at the house of hell, he had my parent’s wills sealed, took control of all of Sirius’ stuff after the heirship passed to me at the end of last year. How he got that one done I don’t know, he has no connection to the Blacks…” Hadrian thought old Dumbles must have had to pull a lot of favours to get that one through and sat with a thoughtful expression on his face until Tom cleared his throat and motioned for him to continue.

“Right, sorry,” he said ignoring the Dark Lord’s exasperated expression. “I listened to both wills and both my parents said I should go to literally anyone in the magical world before that bitch Petunia and her whale of a husband, so there’s another shot at old Dumbles’ good record. Along with condoning the abuse of a magical minor. I was supposed to go to either of my godparents, then Snape, then whatever nice wizarding family the ministry could find for me. Honestly, I think they would have preferred I went to you before the muggles.”

Mirth danced in his emerald eyes as a look of horror, then disgust passed quickly over the Dark Lord’s face. “Nope, nope, nope. I don’t do children. That would not have been good,” Tom said, barely repressing the shudder that threatened to wreck his body at the mere thought of having to look after a child..

Hadrian chuckled, briefly imagining a little kid calling the big bad Dark Lord ‘daddy’ before quickly pushing that thought aside (and the horror that came with it) and continued on with his story.

“Anyway, they left a few things to Snape and the other Marauders but, basically everything went to me.”

“I’ve looked through the Potter vault records. The Goblins have decided they like me so they’re recalling all the gold he took from there with interest. He’s also taken a boatload of books and artefacts from the main Potter vault and distributed them to his minions. Those will be harder to recall but the Goblins said they should be able to get 90% of the stuff back and payment for anything that can’t be returned.”

“Only you Hadrian, could get the Goblins to like you,” Tom said giving Hadrian a look mixed between fondness and exasperation. “Of course I can, old man, i’m nice.” Hadrian said sending a charming smile and a wink to the Dark Lord before a curse could be thrown his way as Tom muttered something about not being that old.

#my fanfiction #fanfiction #harry potter #tom riddle #lord voldemort #lord thanatos #harry x draco

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ao3feed-jily · 3 years

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Harry Potter and the Stony Road

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3z2F6X1

by Lightning_Peverell

Book 3: (Older than canon) Harry is abandoned, first by his Parents, then by his Guardians. He is socially awkward and has photographic memory, he is abused and now is independent. Read and learn about his journey from being no one to becoming one of the greatest wizards in the wizarding history, and how he deals with several annoyances in his path.

Words: 1287, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Series: Part 3 of Harry Potter and Road to Greatness

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling, Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them (Movies)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Underage

Categories: F/M, Gen, M/M

Characters: Goblin Sharptooth, James Potter, Lily Evans Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Charlus Sirius Potter, Lucius Malfoy, Tom Riddle | Voldemort, Alexander Sirius Black, Harry Charlus Peverell, Original House-Elf Character(s), Bestin Pedron, Bestin Pedro, Percy Weasley, Charlie Weasley, Bill Weasley, Oliver Wood, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Ron Weasley, Marcus Flint, Ethan Malfoy, Albus Dumbledore, Minerva McGonagall, Severus Snape, Arthur Weasley, Molly Weasley, Fabian Prewett, Gideon Prewett (Harry Potter), Antioch Peverell, Lady Fire/ Nine-Tails, Lord Wind/ Hedwig, Vampire Valad, Quirinus Quirrell, Neville Longbottom, Hermione Granger, Pomona Sprout, Filius Flitwick, Nicolas Flamel (Harry Potter), Rubeus Hagrid

Relationships: James Potter/Lily Evans Potter, Sirius Black/Remus Lupin, Arthur Weasley/Molly Weasley, Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter

Additional Tags: Harry Peverell, Wrong Boy-Who-Lived (Harry Potter), Older Harry, Older Draco Malfoy, Psychological Trauma, Child Abandonment, Past Child Abuse, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Child Neglect, Lord Gaunt, Lord Slytherin, Lord Peverell, Horcrux References, Professor Albus Dumbledore, Independent Harry Potter, Special Hedwig, Divination, Animagus Harry Potter, POV Percy Weasley, POV Albus Dumbledore, O.W.L.s | Ordinary Wizarding Levels, Will Magic, Nicolas Flamel's Philosopher's Stone | Sorcerer's Stone (Harry Potter)

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3z2F6X1

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

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ao3feed-snape · 3 years

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Harry Potter and the Stony Road

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/3z2F6X1

by Lightning_Peverell

Words: 1287, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Series: Part 3 of Harry Potter and Road to Greatness

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling, Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them (Movies)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Underage

Categories: F/M, Gen, M/M

Relationships: James Potter/Lily Evans Potter, Sirius Black/Remus Lupin, Arthur Weasley/Molly Weasley, Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3z2F6X1

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #Severus Snape #Snape #Professor Snape #SS

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goldenhxllows · 3 years

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greer: (n) GRIR. Watchful, Guardian.

CHARACTER INSPIRATION:

Maggie Vera (2018 Charmed), Evie (Descendants Series), Sutton Brady (The Bold Type), Kate Bishop (Hawkeye), Piper McLean (PJO universe).

CHARACTER AESTHETICS:

a fresh breeze through wildflowers, pillow forts and pizza boxes, helping hand through troubled times, steadfast support, grass-stained jeans and well worn quidditch gloves, a broken smile and masked by good humor. fairy lights and late night tv binging. brightly colored paints against the white canvas and girl who tries and tries again until she gets it right.

THE BASICS:

full name: Greer Maria Peverell nicknames/aliases: Peverell age: 24 birthday: August 23rd place of birth: Plymouth, UK gender: cisfemale orientation: bisexual nationality: Scottish blood status: half blood occupation: Seeker for the Holyhead Harpies affiliation: Crimson Allies

THE EDUCATION:

schooling: Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. house: Hufflepuff

best classes: Transfiguration, Charms worst classes: Potions electives: Divination honors: house prefect extra-curriculars: Quidditch team, muggle cinema club.

THE APPEARANCE:

face claim: priscilla quintana

height: 5′5″ eye color: green hair color and length: dark brown. it’s fashioned in a grown out bob that is just past her shoulders. Her hair often sports its natural waves. She doesn’t fuss with it too much. scars/tattoos/markings: Has a dove tattooed on her left wrist, her ears are pierced, a few scars on her knees and hand from being a clumsy child clothings style: Jeans and a t-shirt. More comfortable the better. She also spends a lot of times in her leggings but she’s trying to break the habit of constantly wearing them. Will always let a friend take over her closet if they really want to.

THE PERSONALITY:

the label: THE QUIXOTIC – a romantic person who is also idealistic but can be foolish and impractical moral alignment: neutral good addictions: exercise, food. positive: creative, sociable, empathic, quick-thinking, optimistic negative: impulsive, naïve, unforgiving, insecure, willful languages: English, Spanish

THE RELATIONSHIPS:

father: Magnus Peverell mother: Cynthia Peverell (nee DeLuca) siblings: has a half brother and a younger half-sister grandparents: all deceased. extended family: one step mother:

best friend: tbd friends: tbd partner: n/a ex-partners: albus potter rivals: tbd enemies: tbd

THE HISTORY POINTS:

Magnus and Cynthia’s relationship was always meant to be short-lived. As charismatic and affectionate as Magnus is, his attention never really stayed all that long. The two met while Magnus was working in Mexico and fell hard for each other. They eloped and moved back to Magnus’ home in Scotland. Looking back, Cynthia knew that she was a bit of a fool that Magnus would give up his vices now that they were married but for the first few years, in Cynthia’s mind they were happy.

Greer’s birth, in the end, probably didn’t help things. Magnus’ infidelities only amplified their problems until one day Magnus -- tired of all the fighting -- simply just left after Greer’s sixth birthday. He filed for divorce by end of that year. The rest of Greer’s childhood was spent going between each parent and always picking up after her mother whenever she returned back to her.

It wasn’t a surprise that Greer received an acceptance letter from her father’s alma mater, Hogwarts. Cynthia hadn’t wanted Greer to go but knew of the consequences if Greer didn’t learn how to use her magic. So, off to school Greer went, along with her half brother. Once there, she was sorted into Hufflepuff after a long deliberation. But she felt at home among the badgers and made a few friends there.

Flying quickly became her favorite past time, and soon she became absolutely obsessed with Quidditch. She managed to make the team in her third year as Hufflepuff’s seeker and worked very hard at it as the years went by at school. Her school life and home life started to feel like two different lives. The more cynical her mother got, the more Greer longed to be at Hogwarts and she honestly felt guilty about that knowing that she was all her mother had.

Fifth year was when everything changed. The attack at Hogwarts shook her to her core and that was when she decided to wanted to help the ones that were being persecuted-- the ones most like her mother.

Upon graduating, Greer was recruited by the Holyhead Harpies and after a year of being on the team, she became their main seeker during games.

#( * bio. )

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brennkinn · 5 years

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Harrison Peverell-Potter and the House of Lords

“Harry seems a little touchy about your guardians, and I don't want him or anyone else to think that I'm disparaging them or want to disparage them; I don't. ... At the same time, though, I feel like the way the thinks about things is fundamentally different than how I think about things, not better or worse, but almost like when we talk about things we're using two different languages both disguised as English… And I don't think I always understand- even when we're saying the same things about the same things… almost like we're using different grammar rules or definitions.”

“Neville, Blaise, and Draco can usually clue me in a bit,” She continued wistfully, “but I get the feeling that they don't always understand what he's getting at either. I was hoping that ... I don't know, maybe you could give me some insight? Something to help me know when I'm at least asking the right question?" Hermione asked hopefully, remembering the in-depth lecture she'd gotten from Hibby, the scolding from the Coronae Magister Magia, and the two or three times she thought she had brought Harry almost to the edge of an argument - discussing assignment questions no less.

Hermione hadn't realized that she had broken out of the proper posture she had been trying to adopt and practice nearly every waking moment as she asked and was leaning forward almost wringing her hands. She really was thoroughly enjoying her housemates and studies and wanted to get along, but not at the cost of curtailing her learning about and understanding her new world and new abilities… in every way she possibly could - even arguing with Harry until she could untwist and unravel every sentence of every argument they got into until she had her own Harry Potter glossary.

A choked off laugh and a hand squeezing her wringing hands broke her out of her musings and brought her back to the present - to see Rishard smiling at her with an almost-there smile.

"I understand what you're getting at, and to an extent I think you're right, but until now, you've been going about it the wrong way. Harry's spent almost six years at Gringotts and in the Goblin community - where arguments simply do not happen. There are rivalries, opposing points of view, and families with long-standing grudges, but the nation has evolved into a society that avoids internal conflict by focusing on productivity and profitability to the nation as their highest goal. Families in contention invest in the plans that they would promote, and the nation chooses the routes that offer the highest long term profitability, or if they are similarly profitable will support the aspects of each that don't undermine the profitability of any other active projects. Actual arguing is not only viewed as socially offensive and counter to the productivity of the unit, department, or branch - but also as investment of the time taken by the conflict into actions with negative profitability… something that is across the board mentally and emotionally repugnant to the goblins who are taught from their earliest lessons that an investment of time is of equal or greater importance than a direct financial investment."

"So by arguing with Harry, I have been dragging him into something he considers repugnant?"

"Harry's a little harder to drag than that. He will not allow you to drag him into an argument any more than he has allowed the headmaster to do so. That said, an attempt to learn the principles that guide Harry's actions would be far more likely to help you understand his positions than trying to challenge him to convince you and build some sort of index of arguments as a guide."

Read More @ https://archiveofourown.org/works/19307053/

Summary: This is my second sequel to Gringotts’ Lesser Known Branch (in the To Hogwarts from Gringotts - with Love series). If you haven’t read the first, there’s a good chance this won’t make sense, especially in context to Harry and Rishard’s first year And Severus’ prophecy and demise.

#fanfiction #harry potter #goblins #gringotts #severus snape #evil dumbledore #good and bad Voldemort #MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH #new prophecy #au #xover #lotr

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bellascactus-stan · 4 years

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AN: this is the first chapter of book two of my fanfic- I’ve decided to start posting them here because why not?

Ao3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/19446952/chapters/46285984

“My friend Tom,” he starts, kicking the prisoner who had begun to struggle to stand back onto the dirty floor, “he says that traitors should be delivered death. He says they don’t deserve to live- that they should be culled like the filthy animals they are.” The air hummed and shimmered with faint silver vibrations, the prisoner didn’t dare to move, held in his shaking, shallow breaths. “Tom’s kinder than I am in this way. Death is a reprieve that comes to all of us. Well, most of us. Traitors don’t deserve death. Death is a mercy. Don’t you agree Montague?” Montague didn’t reply, his body only shook with the cold and the starvation and the fear. Harry raised his wand hand “I must tell the truth,” the scars on the back said. “Oh you do? Perfect. We’ll start now then- are you ready? CRUCIO!

The summer night air was thick and suffocating. Harry sat up, heart pounding and he fumbled around for his glasses. The dream was fading fast, but he could feel the dust in the air, smell the mildew and rust settling deep into the brickwork. It had been like this for weeks now. Ever since he had settled into Peverell house he dreamed horrible truths and catastrophic events. Murder, torture, love, grief. At first he had thought they were premonitions of the future, unchangeable consequences of things he had already done. But… that wasn’t quite right. They revolve around this Tom. Someone he didn’t think he knew, but in some he killed this person, in some they were friends- lovers even. Maybe they were all just possible futures? Other universes?

Harry slipped the crisp white covers off, and padded softly over to the large ornate windows of his new bedroom. And that was something in itself wasn’t it? His, and only his. To live in, to maintain, to own. A plot of land, untraceable, where he can do anything he wanted. The freedom was tangible and daunting.

There was a dark figure in the garden.

Harry studied him intently, as the cloaked being, possibly man, possibly not, weaved intricate patterns around the rosebushes. He couldn’t be certain but the roses bloomed a little bigger, a little more vibrantly than before. Whenever Harry had asked Death why this was Death simply smiled. He’d say, one day over breakfast, that it was because there was an innate balance to everything. Because what is Death without Life?

The figure turned and waved at Harry. Harry waved back, turning from the window to see if he could get any more sleep. The dreams always seemed to shake him, he felt guilt settle coldly in his stomach after every one, even if he couldn’t even remember exactly what he had done to feel this way. Sleep, it seemed, was unobtainable tonight, and the thought of slipping back into that dank cellar, to hit and torture and maim sat wrongly on his conscience, so he watched the first rays of sun slip over the horizon. Pink and orange streaming over deep blue and ash grey. His stomach rumbled, was it already breakfast time? Harry rubbed his eyes, pulling off the thin summer sheets to grab a day robe. This one was a light blue, green vines with flowers blooming over and over on the hem and cuffs. Magic was still finding ways to surprise him. The dining room of Peverall house was large and opulent, with tall vaulted ceilings and polished wood floors. The windows had stained glass depictions of three brothers, one with a wand, one with a stone, and one with a cloak. This room was far too big to eat dinner alone in, but Ouroboros needed the space these days. He had grown massively over the summer, with all the mice and rabbits in the forests surrounding the building. There’s a popping noise to his left as Harry sits down at the head of the table, one of the Peverall house elves, Haner, has arrived to give him the post, and his blue journal. The post today was bigger than the usual bank statements and report on investments the goblins had made on his behalf. Harry thumbed through the sepia parchment until he came to an odd note sealed with the Hogwarts crest. Having already received his book list for his second year, whatever this was Harry knew it was unofficial.

“The bumbling bee is at it again I see,” Death mused, materialising on the chair to Harry’s right. He seemed to be holding a tall champagne flute of amber liquid, something the young ravenclaw hadn’t seen before, but he didn’t bother questioning it. Death was always odd, nothing he did ever made sense. He’d still yet to explain why at Peverall house he could traverse as he pleased, where Lady Magic couldn’t. Harry hummed a small note of agreement, taking in the emerald letters as he waved a series of spells over the parchment. As subtle as Dumbledore was, and these were subtle charms, the thick magic of Harry’s home, and his own heavy suspicion of the grandfatherly character made them quite useless. He’d really need heavy use of the imperius to get Harry under his control.

Dear Harry,

I am writing to you because it has come to my attention that your whereabouts are currently unknown. Imagine my shock and upset, when your loving aunt sends me a letter in tears, finding that you had not come home from King’s Cross as you were supposed to. I dearly hope that you are safe, and that your childish exploits of running off end soon. We’re all very worried about your safety, you are a very public figure in the wizarding world, and many people wish to do you harm. Inside this envelope is a portkey, say the words “Magic is Might” and you will be transported to Hogwarts, where I will return you to your doting relatives post haste.

Hoping you return soon,

Professor Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore,

Order of Merlin (first class), Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Supreme Mugwump of the International Confederation of Wizards, and Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot

Harry laughed at the audacity of this wizard. The ridiculous stories he was trying to spin, the nerve to be involved in things that weren’t his business, his obnoxious use of titles.

“He really is trying his hardest isn’t he? Even Weasley could probably see right through this if he ever met Aunt Petunia.” Death summoned the letter over to give it a quick read through, before snorting in the most undignified way the destroyer of worlds could.

“I’m almost impressed with his delusions of grandeur, but I cannot say any of this is surprising. Have you spoken to Magic today?” Harry shook his head, stroking the soft leather of his journal tenderly.

“I haven’t yet, but I fear something is wrong. She looks almost sickly, is it possible for you entities to become ill?” Death’s pale face became rather serious for a moment.

“Only in the most dire of circumstances.” He said gravely, running a long finger over the rim of his glass. “Entities get energy from the aspects we control. Time, Life and I are the most powerful on that alone, because Time is unending, Life is plentiful and Death is inevitable. But..” He sighed, wondering whether the burdens of the universe were ever fit to fall on the shoulders of someone so young. “Magic is.. Different. She uses the controlled native magic to sustain herself and wixen populations are dwindling. Especially here in Great Britain. With all the recent wars and pureblood ideology, Magic is weaker than ever. It’s why we had to choose a vessel. You.”

“Me?”

“Yes. Someone with great integrity, to bestow our gifts upon. Intelligence, wit, power, morality. We cannot upset the scales, I cannot touch the true mortal plane, none of us can without great consequence.”

“Like Time and the time turners. Destiny and the daughters of Delphi. You and Dementors.” Death nodded slowly, looking towards the door as Ouroboros came slithering in, along with an elf carrying the breakfast tray. Delicious plates of scrambled egg and bacon, sausages and fried tomatoes, and a large pot of tea.

“Speaker! The rats are getting quicker and smarter when trying to escape me, the chase is far more fun- are you going to join me one night?”

“I doubt it Ouro,” Harry replied easily, relishing the ease at which he spoke the serpent’s tongue. “Humans aren’t meant to catch and eat rats like you are. I guess we’re just broken like that.”

“A shame. We serpents are clearly just superior to you silly two leggers. That’s why you wouldn’t be half as successful without someone like me.” Harry nodded eagerly, sipping on his tea and relaxing back into the plush chair. It was darjeeling this morning and it was delightful.

After enough breakfast to hit the spot of a growing boy, Harry returned to the library, an enormous set of rooms with rows upon rows of books in every language. Mathematics in arabic and greek, italian philosophy, parselmagic, mermish, the language of the dead. In fact, Harry was wondering whether the Peveralls had a fascination with the dead or not. Death seemed amused whenever he’d try to research the question, but there was still so many unanswered questions that Harry couldn’t narrow it down. Were they necromancers? Vessels? Alchemists before Flamel, keen to discover the philosopher’s stone and secure immortality? The pale boy runs a hand through his thick burgundy curls, grabbing a quill to write a scathing reply to Dumbledore’s missive. He was not a puppet- or an idiot, and he refused to be treated as such.

Headmaster Dumbledore,

It is with regret that I shall not be returning to my relatives this summer, or any other summers in the foreseeable future. I’m sure that they are as happy with this arrangement as I am, as I can sleep in a bed and eat when I wish, without locks on my doors as bars on my windows. As I’m sure you are aware, the Potters had a grand estate, and many other branches on the continent and in the americas. My new magical guardian, Magnus Mortei Potter has been more than willing to step up and look after me, and continue my magical studies in the summer, and any other holidays I wish to return home for. I no longer see my residence at the Dursleys as home, and I hope you understand my wish for privacy in this family matter. After all, according to the Hogwarts charter, Section 9 Subsection 3B on Line 4, ‘The Headmaster of Hogwarts has no responsibility over any magical student that has another suitable magical guardian.’

Hoping you have a wonderful summer,

Harry Potter

Heir apparent to most noble and ancient houses of Potter and Black.

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