#The end of the golden trio

[realitybitesyouknowit]

Chapters: 37/37 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Hedwig & Harry Potter, Sirius Black & Harry Potter, Harry Potter & Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger & Harry Potter, Hermione Granger & Harry Potter & Ron Weasley, Walburga Black & Kreacher, Theodore Nott & Harry Potter, Theodore Nott/Harry Potter, Neville Longbottom & Harry Potter, Luna Lovegood & Harry Potter Characters: Harry Potter, Hedwig (Harry Potter), Sirius Black, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Albus Dumbledore, minor OCs, Portrait Walburga Black, Kreacher (Harry Potter), Bathilda Bagshot, Theodore Nott, Winky | Crouch Family House-Elf, Dobby (Harry Potter), Gellert Grindelwald Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Rituals, Study of Ancient Runes (Harry Potter), Arithmancy (Harry Potter), Morally Grey Harry Potter, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, The Noble and Most Ancient House of Black, The actual house, The Dark Arts (Harry Potter), Harry Potter is a Little Shit, Retelling, Past Sirius Black/Remus Lupin, Canon Rewrite, Torture, Animal Sacrifice Series: Part 1 of There Is Hope For Us Summary:

After two years of murder attempts and terrible summers, ominous letters from the Ministry and adults who act like they care but never actually do anything, Harry decides to grab the basilisk by the horns. In the few weeks he has before school begins, Harry learns more about himself, his family, and his role in the magical world. When third year starts, he just hopes he's ready.

[A canon retelling starting in PoA through DH, with a Harry that's just a bit more perceptive, a Sirius with changed priorities, and a caring Theo]

[tofixtheshadows]

Hot take: Laios wouldn't actually mind an arranged marriage. Obviously "reluctant royal being pressured into marriage" is very fun for shipping purposes. But I have harlequin blood, so bear with me. Join me on this journey of character theorizing/shipping nonsense that makes it abundantly clear I have a Scrivener document I'm neglecting.

Laios was promised to someone from a young age. He and Falin both were; it's probably how their parents ended up together. They both broke it off by leaving their village, but it didn't seem to be a factor in Laios's own decision. And when Marcille, presumably, asks about his hypothetical love life (bicorn chapter), he not only brings it up readily, but actually seems kind of flattered? lmao

I love when smug Laios comes out. Underrated factor of Laios's personality for me is how much he enjoys being seen as cool. I think you'd expect Laios to be embarrassed or uneasy over this line of questioning, and the fact that he isn't is fun to me.

So when Yaad and his other old advisors bring up his need for a wife, Laios is ready to go along with it. Not necessarily thrilled by the prospect, but he was raised to think of marriage as a business arrangement you do because it's beneficial for your household/bloodline (as was often the case historically). He's already made the big step to claim a throne, and the idea of becoming village chief after his father seemed to have been vaguely in the back of his head all his life. Besides, if he has to do it anyway, I think he'd take comfort that there was a formalized process for an otherwise socially messy undertaking.

This dovetails neatly with my personal headcanon that Laios is gay but unaware of it. He comes from kind of a repressed culture- or at least I can imagine he does based on context clues- and has spent most of his life being ostracized in one way or another, feeling like he's on the outside of humanity. So he doesn't realize that his lack of attraction to women is unusual- he assumes that nobody really enjoys romance that much. It's not like his own parents married for love. It's just something people play up for stories, right?

It's all tangled up with his fraught desire for human connection and platonic companionship anyway. Meanwhile he's blithely unaware that the things he says about Toshiro are not normal bro things. Oh you'd totally marry Toshiro, Laios? Tell me more.

I see this in Marcille too. Firstly due to her unstable development, which has only recently allowed her to reach maturity (I headcanon her as somewhere between 20-22) and secondly due to her being a half-elf (infertile+a too-long lifespan), I think she has the expectation that she's simply not destined for love. The half-elf character she relates to in her favorite books says as much. So she, too, confuses a genuine lack of heterosexual attraction with the belief that this is just because of her half-elf status distancing her from it. Plus, she spent over a decade as a student/researcher in a nice little sheltered academic bubble, at an all-girls academy populated by adolescents. She's the most sheltered of all the characters: she's only spent the past year in the "real world", and she still focuses all her romantic attention on living vicariously through her favorite characters or her friends (except for Falin, conveniently!).

And Marcille would absolutely want to live vicariously through Laios and his future wife. She would not want him to go through a dispassionate formalized process: she wants her bestie to have a fairytale romance! What is the point of being a heroic king in a mythic castle if you can't even get a love story for the ages out of it?

This would result in a lot of Laios meeting with eligible bachelorettes at Marcille's urging, looking to Kabru for help the entire time and being grilled by Marcille afterwards about what he liked best about each girl. "She had nice, um, teeth?" They're both so close to getting it.

Kabru, meanwhile, is agitating for Yaad and the other advisors not lock the country into a hereditary monarchy, they have the chance to do something radical here, to break away from the systems that the elves and dwarves uphold. At the very least, let Laios marry for love, or formally adopt an heir and name them his successor if he wants, he's already sacrificed enough for the sake of Melini. Don't make him jump through these circus hoops for the chance of some trade agreements, we can get those without a royal marriage. And even if Laios was willing to go along with it, he does look at Kabru like he's his hero for sticking up for him.

The vague unhappiness Kabru feels at the idea of Laios being married off is easy for him to ignore. Kabru didn't actually get better at honoring or even recognizing his own wants just because he's moved past the dungeon. And Laios hasn't gotten the hint about his crush on Toshiro and is still 50/50 on saying casually shocking things, so when he remarks that he doesn't need a wife anyway when he has Kabru, he has no idea why that gets him the looks it does. After all, where he's from, men marry women to run their households, but Laios has castle staff for that, and Kabru is handling the rest?

That comment alone ticks one month off their collective gay awakening countdown.

Anyway. How many repressed gays in their twenties does it take to run a country?

Answer: Yaad can tell you.

[shakingparadigm]

Another ALNST friday i forgot about because I was too busy *raking fingers down my face*

ANYWAY FUCK MY LIFE

[olivers-cocoapuffs]

Every time there's a rainbow, the Gryffindor boys of the 90's are torn between making a gay joke about Seamus or making a leprechaun joke about Seamus

[toorumlk]

im drafting a fanfic where the golden trio go back to the marauders era and meet and i was wondering if you have any opinions on time travel aus?

i actually don’t have any opinions on time travel aus bc i’ve never read one!

i’m doing my umpteenth order of the phoenix reread through audiobook and i just finished the snapes worst memory chapter so it’s really fresh in my mind right now and i think if 15 year old golden trio were to meet 15 year old marauders, the trio would think “wow we have this friendship thing figured out way better than these guys”

[profoundmakerdreamerss-blog]

Give me a fic where Romione go to the past and raises baby Harry. Please. Like why do we not have any. My boy also deserves someone going to the past to save him, like really imagine baby Harry growing up with these two people who loves him unconditionally and will fight Dumbledore (fist fight even) for his safety. Imagine Ron teaching baby Harry to fly, while Hermione helps him with his homework. The first time Harry eats with them, he starts hyperventilating because he doesn't know if all that food is for him. Imagine, they both went to the past to save the world because their Harry is dead. Imagine, Ron nearly cried when Harry asked him if they will leave him because he is a freak. Imagine, a grown Hermione with her controlled ruthlessness dealing with the Dursleys. Imagine, how lovely the story would be — imagine how happy Harry would grow up to be.

[iobsessoverfictionalmen]

Innocence Unveiled (1)

Warnings: mentions of betrayal, nightmares, tears and death.

Melda nin - my beloved.

"Siri! Remmy! Pete! Jamie, please! You know what--"

"The Gryffindor Court finds you guilty! You are no longer welcome in Gryffindor; from now on, you shall be known as Houseless."

Harry watched horrified as a seventh-year girl was forced out of the common room amid jeers of "Houseless, Houseless" while ducking and weaving to avoid the spells flung at her. A particularly nasty hex flew in her direction and Harry spun around, wanting to do something, anything to help. He noticed a witch that bore a striking resemblance to Pansy Parkinson, a Slytherin in his year at Hogwarts.

Harry's eyes snapped open and he sat bolt upright in bed with his chest heaving. Your pleas and the venom in his teenage father's voice still rang in his ears. Harry knew he wouldn't be able to go back to sleep after that dream so he climbed out of bed and made his way down to the kitchen.

Number 12 Grimmauld Place was depressing at the best of times, but now the atmosphere seemed downright inhospitable. Harry was so wrapped up in his thoughts that he didn't notice Sirius was seated in the kitchen nursing a cup of coffee between his palms.

Harry may not have noticed Sirius but Sirius noticed him.

"What are you doing up?" His godfather asked hoarsely.

At the sound of Sirius' voice, Harry was startled. "I...um...had a nightmare." He managed.

"Must be a night for it," Sirius' voice was hollow. "Was it to do with Voldemort?"

Harry shook his head, "You, Remus, Pettigrew and Dad were in it. And there was this other person too; I don't know what her name was. She was brought before the Gryffindor Court and found guilty but she was innocent. I didn't even know we had a Court in Gryffindor."

Sirius went rigid, "The Gryffindor Court was abolished because of that incident. Only the Slytherin Court remains now."

"Who was she?"

When Sirius spoke, his voice was little more than a whisper, "She was a dear friend of ours. Her name was (Name) and next to your mum, she was one of the most talented witches at Hogwarts."

Entranced, Harry leaned forward and rested his chin in his hands, "What was she accused of?"

Sirius bit his lip and turned away from Harry so that his godson wouldn't see the tears pooling in his eyes and the regret on his face, "She was accused of betraying Gryffindor by leaking Remus' secret. All the evidence pointed to her being the guilty one. We didn't know it at the time but we were all under a compulsion to push her out of Gryffindor and the morning after the trial, the spell broke. When we realised what we had let happen, we searched Hogwarts high and low in an attempt to find her but (Name) was gone."

"Did the professors know?"

Still not looking at Harry, Sirius nodded. "A fifth-year Hufflepuff said he saw her go into the Forest. Dumbledore and Hagrid went in there to speak to the spiders to ask Aragog if he'd seen her. He hadn't. And he wouldn't have. Even upset, she was far too clever to wander into that part of the Forest."

"In my dream, there was a Gryffindor who looked a lot like Pansy Parkison. She's a fifth-year Slytherin."

"That was her aunt. Pansy's aunt was Sorted into Gryffindor and immediately disowned but allowed to keep her last name. She spread the rumour about (Name) betraying Remus."

"What happened to her?"

Sirius finally faced Harry again and Harry's eyes widened when he spotted the tear tracks on his godfather's face, "Parkinson got what she deserved." Sirius answered with a deep, menacing growl. "In 1979, during the Winter Solstice, Parkinson was on a solo expedition to learn more about the magical creatures around Stonehenge. She ignored the warnings and three days later, she turned up dead with a terrified expression on her face and an arrow in her heart. There were footprints next to her body that had never been seen before and so, the Ministry covered up her death to avoid panic spreading through Magical Britain."

Harry was so overwhelmed by the reveal of the story behind his dream that he could only sit in silence and he pretended not to notice as Sirius' eyes grew misty with tears again.

Millions of kilometres away from Grimmauld Place an elf announced the arrival of the Lord and Lady of Rivendell.

"Shall we, melda nin?" Elrond asked, offering you his arm.

[moonilit]

😭😭 I love these three so much, something about their dynamic always watching each others backs gets to me, they are the friends who started the journey and reach the end with it. Love them so much <3

[therealdv]

During their third year Hermione keeps disappearing and reappearing at random times, acting like nothing's happened. Harry and Ron are starting to get kind of annoyed, Hermione is obviously keeping a secret and while Harry wants to let it go and respect her privacy, Ron has grown up with 5 brothers and has no intention of letting her get away with it. Everytime Hermione reappears Ron asks "Blimey! Where did you come from?" with the same exact tone. Everytime he does it Harry rolls his eyes.

After the first month Harry is honestly surprised Hermione hasn't caught on, either she's being oblivious on porpouse (Wich she isn't, she couldn't lie for her life) or she's so distracted that she actually hasn't noticed anything.

After the second month, and a week of Hermione's hair being even more impossible than usual and the bags under her eyes begin to show Harry and Ron start to actually worry. Ron starts adding food to Hermione's plate every chance he has (it's lots of chances, Hermione is always eating with her head in a book lately). Harry starts to send her to bed after ten o'clock every day, forcefully taking her away from her books to stop her from falling asleep in the common room. She gets a bit better for a while.

And then they fight over a broom.

Harry can understand where Hermione comes from, but he seriously doubts an escaped convict would have the means to buy a top of the line broom (Harry checked, he'd have to spend over half the money in his trust vault for it). Also he can't help but remember every time the Dursley show him new toys only to take them away and give them all to Dudley. He knows Hermione isn't like them, but those kind of scars are even more pronounced than the one on his forehead.

Ron just feels so angry. He doesn't know why exactly but it's been building up for a while now. Scabbers might not be the best pet ever, but he's still his pet, he's loved by the whole family in that kind of jokey but really strong way the Weasleys love each other. He knows Scabbers is old and his parents have already been open with him about the possibility of him dying. The last thing the poor thing needs is a cat trying to eat him every other day. And Hermione just doesn't care. The fight over the broom feels more like a spark igniting something that was already there. Ron is all too used to the idea of everything he owns belonging to everyone, but he's also fed up of feeling like every single thing could be take away from him by Ginny or the Twins and never seen again.

Hermione gets worse again after that.

Harry goes up to his dormitory every night wanting to first send Hermione to bed, but he's just so angry and hurt, and he deserves a "sorry" at least, doesn't he?

Ron sees her cheeks hollowing in the next few weeks and his hand itch to put some more toast on her plate, he wants to take away her books and tell her to eat, but he takes one look at Scabbers and Harry and he gets angry again.

Once the broom is given back to Harry the tension seems to abate a bit. They tether on the edge for a while: Hermione looks at them sometimes and starts to cry everytime; Harry feels awful about the whole thing but he's still hurt; Ron mostly tries to ignore the whole thing, he's still so angry.

Neville (bless his heart) is the first to take a step. He walks up to Harry one evening and stumbles his way trough what is obviously a reharsed speech about how Hermione is obviously more important than a broom. It misses the point entirely, Harry finds himself incredibly angry about it for a split second. Then her reminds himself that no one but him could know about the Dursleys. He hasn't really told anyone about them. Maybe he could try and explain it to Hermione. The idea of coming clan about the things he suffered sends his heart in a frenzy, but Neville is right about one thing at least: Hermione is important to him, her and Ron are like two pieces of his heart he never knew he was missing.

So Harry takes Hermione and Ron and finds them a secluded place in the castle. Somewhere no teachers or prefect are following him around in that suffocating way. He talks to them about the Dursleys then. He focuses on the way they never give him anything, on the way they taunt him everytime a gift is given.

Hermione and Ron are horrified. Hermione starts crying and sobs her way through an apology, she tells him she loves him and she's sorry about the broom, she just wants him safe. They hug it out and Harry feels a huge weight lift from his shoulders.

Ron is silent at first but Harry and Hermione would never just let him get out of this, so they coax his anger out. He shouts at them and kicks a chair away while he stalks the room. He lays it all out, about Scabbers and how scared he is that his pet might die at any moment. Hermione is crying again by the end of it. She heals the bruise on his shin from the chair and then hugs him too. She promises to keep Crookshanks at bay and apologizes for her callousness.

Then she takes a breath and comes clean too. She takes the Time Turner our of her shirt to show it ti them, explains what she's doing with it, how stressful it all is. How she feels like her head is underwater half the time now. She never gets enough sleep and never has enough time to study no matter how many hours she turn back. She's always so tired.

They work toghether from then on, they watch out for Scabbers, who gets lost over and over. They watch out for Hermione so she studies a bit less and sleeps a but more. They watch out for Harry so that he knows they love him and that he's never a burden.

They become so close that people start to whisper around them, but they don't care. There are more important things in the world.

Like friendship, and bravery, and love.

[obsessedwithwizards]

theodore starts mixing up languages when he's drunk btw

[cryoverlife]

You know what’s great?

how incapable the golden trio is at social interaction.

The three off them didn’t have any friends before Hogwarts and then meet each other and became so co-dependent forming any other close friendships was almost impossible and were miserable without each other.

[kashilascorner]

Kiroranke, babe, they can never make me hate you... Yes some of the things he did are very hard to justify like lying to Asirpa and ok listen I can understand assassinating the czar but killing Wilk over a disagreement? Now that is a bit extreme, my pal! But it's ok. I love him still

[tofixtheshadows]

I see a lot of people headcanoning that Marcille and Kabru will become friends postcanon over a shared love of gossip, but to me the biggest thing they have in common is that they're both deeply concerned with the inequality between the races.

I think before anything else, as the two people closest to the throne, they'll probably end up banding together over their shared desire to fix the divide between the races. Marcille has to give up on her dream of magically changing humanity, but she can help Laios achieve it Kabru's way, through political and social change.

[enbysiriusblack]

There was a loud knock on the door, followed by hushed arguments. Lydia and Cora both made their way to the door.

"It was definitely too much force."

"Then you should've knocked!"

"I'm not knocking! This is terrifying enough."

"You killed a giant snake, I think you can knock on a door."

The door abruptly opened, Lydia peering out to the four late teens awkwardly standing in their front garden.

"Mrs Pettigrew?" The only girl asked, curly brown hair bouncing as she pushed past two boys, "We're sorry to come to your home unannounced like this, but we got your address from Headmistress McGonagall."

"She's the head now?" Lydia blinked.

The girl nodded, "Yes. And my friend here thought we should come visit to talk to you about something that may be quite upsetting."

The girl's gesture to the boy on her left got Lydia's attention, as she looked at him properly and suddenly found herself in the past- James Potter showing up out of the blue practically every week during the summer, begging to grab Peter to hang out with.

"James?"

The boy almost rolled his eyes as he stepped forwards and awkwardly waved, "I'm Hari, actually. James was my dad."

Lydia's eyes widened, "I'm sorry for your loss."

"Well I should probably be saying that to you."

She paused, "Excuse me?"

"Hari!" The girl hissed, elbowing him in the rib.

Lydia opened the door wider, "Why don't you kids come in, we've just put the kettle on."

"Thank you", the girl smiled, grabbing the hand of a ginger boy behind her as she walked through the doorway.

"What if they're evil rat people too?" The ginger boy not so quietly whispered.

Cora guided them to the sofas, "Us? I wouldn't say we're evil and sadly not rat people, I do love those little worm tails."

The ginger boy snorted, cheeks turning red.

Hari took a seat, followed by a fourth boy.

Lydia poured them all a cup of tea, "So, you came here to tell us some upsetting news? Best get to it, our usual tea companion usually gets right to business with telling us bad news."

The girl nodded, "Yes, right. Well, Hari? Did you want to tell them?"

"No, not really."

She huffed, placing her own tea cup down, the ginger boy wrapping an arm around her waist, "I'm really sorry to tell you this, but your son is gone."

Lydia smiled, sipping her own cup, "I'm well aware, my dear. He's been gone for a long time now, seventeen years."

Hari frowned, "Do you not know about what's happening in the wizarding world?"

Lydia shook her head, "Not a clue. I left that place behind completely when I was about your age. Only stepped my toe in now and then when Peter needed me to. And my wife's a muggle so we've never really felt the need to go back there."

"Your son wasn't really dead", the girl started to say.

"But he is now", the ginger boy continued.

Hari nodded, "He got killed for being a traitor."

"Right, but by his own side, or hand, I suppose."

"Is your hand not on your side, Mione?"

"I really don't think that's the point, right now."

"Anyway, he died properly this time. When before he was a rat so he escaped and was ron's pet."

"Can we not mention that?"

"Right, sorry. And then he helped voldemort again and now he's proper dead."

"There's a funeral for him. A second one, I suppose. But that's why we're here, to tell you and invite you to the funeral."

"Sounds a bit bleak."

"Well, death is a bleak subject, Ron!"

"I know that!"

"Everyone knows that!"

Cora coughed, trying to get their attention, "Can we maybe explain this a little clearer?"

The fourth boy sat up straighter, "I brought a newspaper with me, I thought it might make it easier."

He passed the paper to the two women. They carefully read it, articles on Peter being a spy for the order and his recent death.

Lydia clutched the paper tightly, reading the words over and over and over again.

Cora smiled hesitantly at the four teenagers, "Thank you for coming to tell us. When is the funeral?"

"The fifth of next month", Hari spoke, "I found a graveyard close by here, I thought that might be what you two wanted."

Cora nodded, "Yes, that means a lot. Thank you."

They all stood up to leave, Cora showing them to the door.

Hari turned to her, "We'll all come to the funeral. But I wouldn't expect the place to be very full."

"Of course."

The fourth boy stepped forwards, a bouquet in hand that he passed to her, "I grew these for you. The flowers represent loss and innocence."

Cora smiled back, "Thank you, although maybe that last meaning isn't so accurate anymore."

The boy shrugged, "Well, there is a certain innocence through death, isn't there? No matter what you did in life, your body is now giving back to the world as you decompose."

"Neville!" Ron shouted.

Cora laughed slightly, "Right you are, neville, was it?"

He nodded, "And. Well you and your wife knew Peter Pettigrew at his most innocent. So no matter how much darkness he put into the world, you still hold the memories of his innocence. Which may have been tampered out but were still very much real."

Cora squeezed Neville's shoulder gently, "You're a good kid. And I know my wife would want me to tell you this, so can I just say. Your self worth comes from here", she pointed to his heart, "not from the outside world. And if people aren't paying you enough attention then get right in their face and just shout at them. What you do for others isn't what makes them care for you, they just do care for you. Okay?"

"Yes", Neville nodded, "I, um, I think I already knew that."

As the door shut, Lydia stood in the darkened hall, staring at the shut door, a photo of a young Peter clutched in her hand and the other holding the newspaper.

"He reminds me of him."

(for @jegulily-stuff <3)

[fanfic-lover-girl]

Oliver Wood is NOT a Good Captain

“Bad news, Harry. I’ve just been to see Professor McGonagall about the Firebolt. She — er — got a bit shirty with me. Told me I’d got my priorities wrong. Seemed to think I cared more about winning the Cup than I do about you staying alive. Just because I told her I didn’t care if it threw you off, as long as you caught the Snitch on it first.”

But even Quidditch had lost its fun. The rest of the team wouldn’t speak to Harry during practice, and if they had to speak about him, they called him ‘the Seeker’.

The Gryffindor team visited again on Sunday morning, this time accompanied by Wood, who told Harry, in a hollow, dead sort of voice, that he didn’t blame him in the slightest.

I get the impression that fandom thinks Wood is a loving, good captain but he really is not. In isolation, the third snippet could be read as a joke (they did lose the match after all and Wood is quidditch obsessed). However, when you look at Oliver in totality, he shows time after time that he cares more about winning than Harry's safety and is perfectly ok with throwing Harry under the bus.

Overall, contrary to popular opinion, the Gryffindor team sucks. I am not talking about the individual players, but the whole team. Hermione disses Draco by saying that the lions got on their team by talent (screw Hermione btw, what does this annoying girl know about talent?)...but without Harry, they seem to be a bunch of losers.

Remember Minerva broke the rules for Harry to join the team as a first-year. Do you think she would have done so if the team was truly competent? The Quidditch World Cup in book 4 proved that a team can have a crap seeker and still dominate/win. The lions literally needed favouritism/nepotism to have a chance at winning. Let that sink in. But Snape is totally the biased teacher around here (sarcasm)

In either book 1 or book 2 (I think book 2), Harry missed the match and the team had the worst defeat in over 300 years! Further proof that these people suck without "chosen-one in more ways than one" Harry. By the way, Slytherin has reserve players. Does the Gryfinfor team have reserve players? Because I never see any. In book 6, when Draco and other Slytherins are conveniently out sick (to give Ron a chance at winning because the golden trio never seems to have to earn anything), they have backup players ready (eg that Harper guy who played Seeker in Draco's place). However, in book 5 when Harry and the twins are suspended, the team needs to hold tryouts to get new players. No backups in sight.

In book 3 when Harry gets his firebolt, the team (the entire school minus Slytherin house) gets all horny for the broomstick. "We have a firebolt!" basically reduced Harry's skill and importance to the team to his broomstick. These people don't care about Harry. Yet, it's such a crime when Draco and his team got new broomsticks in book 2! Gryffindors == Hypocrites.

I don't see much of Marcus Flint but from what I have read, I like him more as a captain. When the Gryffindor team tried to group assault a 12 yr old Draco after calling Hermione a mudblood (should have just called her a "bitch" or "hag" instead and saved everyone the need to virtue signal), Flint immediately threw himself in front of Draco to protect him. Remember these are older students trying to beat up a tiny 12 yr old because of something he said. The Weasley twins are BEATERS - just the 2 of them alone could have really hurt Draco. Compare this to Oliver who doesn't give a damn about Harry being hurt as long as he wins.

Also, when Draco is an idiot and loses to Harry in book 2 (of course, the only time someone has a better broom than Harry, Harry wins because that person decided to fool around despite wanting to play on a quidditch team before Harry even knew what the sport was), the Slytherins don't ostracize Draco the way the Gryfindors ostracized Harry when he lost house points.

In a nutshell: Marcus Flint >>> Oliver Wood & Gryffindor team sucks.

PS. If you are a Draco anti or Hermione stan or any other kind of Gryffindor stan that thinks Draco deserved to be group assaulted by bigger, older, stronger students because of calling Hermione a slur in response to her insulting him first, just ignore this post and move on. Unlike you and a good chunk of the HP fandom, I don't get sadistic pleasure from seeing Draco constantly (group) assaulted for saying mean words to characters who had contempt for him first.

[izfaish]

ogata sketches (the brainrot is bad)

+ the fic i've been writing from his pov (ft. grieving over hikari and isao, relearning how to be a godfather, and protecting the younger gen)