#Victoria Little is Hufflepuff keeper

[tryymebitch]

The Cup Final (Wolfstar x Reader) (Smut, 18+)

Sorry it's been a while since I've written anything, but in my defence, I didn't want to:)

Word Count: forgot to check this one too

Warnings: SMUT, unprotected sex, oral sex, an unedited ramble

Taglist: @daddydamiano @maybanksslut @bidet-and-legolas @midnightliv @mywritingonlyfans @victoria-de-angelis @lividisuigomiti @oro-e-diamanti @illicitfuck @icouldbeyourpuppet

You shivered as the cold wind whipped through the stands. The Gryffindor crowd were a swarm wrapped in red and gold, hiding their faces from the biting weather, but not wanting to miss the Cup Final. Perched between Remus and Lily, the three of you watched your boys, racing around the pitch, James with the Quaffle tucked safely under one arm, Sirius close behind, wielding his beater’s bat with ease.

Wrapping your coat tighter around your chest, you leaned into Remus, looking for warmth. “I know it’s freezing sweetheart, not long now.” He murmured against the crown of your head, leaving a kiss there while he wrapped an arm around you.

“But it’s been ages,” you whined into his shoulder. Knowing that Remus hated sports almost as much as you did, brought you the impression that you could convince him back to the castle with you. The nice, warm castle.

“It’s Sirius and James’ last ever game for Gryffindor, we can wait a little longer.” Remus’ hard tone was enough to make you give up on the ‘it’s cold, let’s go’ plan. “Come here, I’ll warm you up.” He sighed, opening his arms out for you to wiggle inside. You sat between his legs on the bench, his arms coming to rest on your stomach, with your back to his warm chest. You saw Lily smile into her book and chose to ignore it.

“Better?” He asked.

“Better.” You replied, tilting your head to place a tiny kiss on your boyfriend’s jaw, enjoying the warmth he was providing for you. The crowd all winced at once when the Slytherin keeper got shoved through one of his own hoops and fell from his broom, landing hard in the sand below. James, however, saw this as an opportunity, and rammed goal after goal through the hoop while the keeper was down, Sirius covering him from Bludgers from behind. The two worked as a seamless pair, one attacking, one defending.

In the madness of the goal scoring, you noticed the Gryffindor seeker dive out of the corner of your eye, almost at a ninety degree angle to the grass pitch he was racing toward, he rolled at the last minute and soared around the pitch, tiny, golden wings in hand. The stadium erupted, a mass of red and gold, even from the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff stands, although you thought this had more to do with them not wanting Slytherin to win. You felt Remus cheer behind you, standing up and pulling you with him, still in front of him between his legs while he had an arm wrapped around you to stop you falling.

James and Sirius were celebrating in their own way, James doing backflips and kicking the quaffle high in the air only to catch it, while Sirius stood clean up on his broom as if it were a Muggle surfboard, flying around the goal posts. Spotting you and Remus in the crowd, he fell back to his broom and headed towards you, dismounting at just the right time to land deftly on his feet in front of you, and wrap both you and Remus in a sweaty hug.

“Congratulations, captain.” Remus smiled, placing a kiss to Sirius’s cheek.

“Co-captain” James warned as he landed down next to you, picking Lily up and spinning her around. You smirked at James’ remark as you wrapped you arms around Sirius’ waist. He pulled back from Remus and caught you in a passionate kiss, Remus still protectively behind you, holding all three of you together.

“Come on, you’ve gotta get back in and have a shower, before the biggest party in Gryffindor history gets underway.” Remus smirked, pulling the hair tie from Sirius’s sweaty bun to let his damp black waves sway in the wind. You ran a hand through his hair.

“And hurry up, it’s freezing”

-

Sirius emerged from the shower, towel slung low around his hips, while he combed his fingers through his hair, giving you and Remus, reclined on his bed, a great view of his lean chest. You’d been waiting for him to have a quick shower, before heading down to the party in the common room.

“What are you two staring at?” Sirius paused, hands still in his hair while he glanced over to his two partners. You were, much like earlier, sat between Remus’s legs, except this time, he was leant against the headboard, and had ditched his coat and sweater, leaving him in a thin t-shirt and jeans.

“You’re pretty.” You grinned at Sirius. “Am I not allowed to appreciate that?” Remus chuckled behind you.

Sirius let out a wry smile. “Why don’t you come and appreciate it properly?”

You bit your lip. This wasn’t the first time that Sirius had come back from a quidditch game with an itch to scratch, and now that he’d won the Cup Final in seventh year, this seemed to be more predominant than usual. Mirroring his cheeky smile, you untangled yourself from Remus to kneel on the side of the bed and cup Sirius’s jaw.

Knowing that he wouldn’t want to wait, you ghosted your lips over his, until he gave in and crashed his lips against yours, all teeth and tongue, fighting one another. Fighting for the upper hand, you snaked your hands down his body, down over the tattoos on his shoulders and ribs that he’d come back from the summer with, down his toned stomach to rest on his hips, just to rip the already slipping towel from his waist.

Sirius gasped against your lips as cool air hit his naked body. Taking advantage of the distraction, you pulled him down by his shoulders to put him in your original position, leaning agains Remus’s thighs. The tallest of the three had been suspiciously quiet so far, usually dominant and commanding over the two of you.

Remus wrapped a large, scarred hand under Sirius’ chin, forcing him to hook up, and kissed him deeply. You ran your hands down Sirius’s chest, before giving his half-hard cock a few strokes. Hearing the moan into Remus’s mouth, you pumped your hand a few more times, before licking a stripe up his shaft. The older boy whimpered, his hands coming down from Remus’s forearms to rest against your head, fingers snaking through your hair, all while never breaking his kiss with Remus.

Deciding to get yourself comfortable, you shimmied your body down the bed until you were flat on your stomach, eye level with Sirius’ crotch. You pulled him back into your mouth, taking him as deep as you could go, only pulling back when you felt the well trimmed, coarse hair of his lower stomach tickle your nose. Swirling your tongue around his tip, you’d pull all the way off to choke on him again. You looked up at your boyfriends through dark lashes, Sirius had his head thrown back against Remus’s chest, lewd moans escaping his mouth, while Remus pulled his hair and pinched his nipples. Kicking things up a notch, you picked one of Sirius’s muscular legs up and threw it over your shoulder, getting better access. You left a wet trail of pre-come and saliva from the tip of his cock, down his shaft, over his balls and down his perineum, until you got to his pink, puckered hole.

The first tentative lick sent Sirius into a frenzy, pulling tight on your hair and digging his nails into Remus’s thigh. He lifted his other leg over your shoulder while you lapped at the sensitive site. With enough time, you attempted a finger, taking as long as Sirius needed to get used to the intrusion. This was new for the both of you, as no matter times Sirius had been stretched out, it had always been Remus who had done the honours. Now though, he seemed content in keeping the smaller boy at bay while he was prepared.

When your first finger was up to the knuckle, Sirius cried out.

“Please sweetheart, more,” He’d moaned, getting restless with the slow pace of things. Ever obedient, you nudged at his hole with another finger, pushing in much harder as you saw Remus start jerking him off with the hand that wasn’t tangled in his hair.

Pushing in and out of Sirius, you quickened your pace until he was crying out above you, his rock hard member leaking down Remus’ hand. “I’m so close, don’t stop, don’t stop… don’t stop” He chanted, eventually letting go and coming, clenching tight around your fingers, and painting his own bare chest with his seed. Remus continued to stroke him through his orgasm, only gently letting off when he was sure it was over, bringing his dripping fingers into his own mouth.

Sirius panted, rolling off to the side, as you carefully pulled out of him, knowing how sensitive it can be. With Sirius face down beside you, still breathing hard from his come down, Remus got both his hands under your arms and pulled you up into his lap, kissing you hard. The taste of Sirius on both of your tongues was enough to get you rocking your hips towards Remus’. Judging by the tightness of his jeans, Remus was in the same position as you, needy and desperate. You lifted the hem of his shirt up and over his head, only breaking the kiss for a second while you ran your fingers over the beautiful silvery scars that ran over his chest.

He grabbed at you, quickly removing your sweater and throwing it across the room. As soon as your pale skin was exposed to him, he latched onto your collarbone, sucking a dark mark there, to match the slightly more faded ones over your hips and stomach, courtesy of Sirius last week. Next to go was your bra, only to be replaced with wide scarred hands, massaging and pinching, then your skirt, pulled off hastily along with your underwear, leaving you completely naked. You fiddled with Remus’ belt.

“Off.” You commanded.

“Hey, what’s the rush?” Remus teased, stroking your face with his fingertips.

Adamant to show him the urgency of the situation, you grabbed at his hand on your face and shoved it between your legs. “That’s the rush.” You grinned back, leaning in to kiss him again, while he explored just how desperate you were.

Remus moaned into your mouth, eventually breaking away from the kiss. “Pads, you gotta see this” He breathed, stirring the blissed out boy beside him.

Sirius rolled over to his back, blinking up at you two. You leaned down to give him a peck on the lips, met with a sleepy smile. “Remus is being a tease.” You whined to your boyfriend. This seemed to pique the spent boy’s interest, as he sat up to remove you carefully from Remus’ lap, only to lie you down in front of himself.

Running his hands up and down your sides, he looked up to a smirking Remus, watching intently from his position against the headboard. “Now now Moony, that’s not how you treat a lady.” Sirius said with a cheeky smile, bracing his hands either side of your head to lean in and kiss you.

His tongue roamed your mouth while his free hand roamed your body, putting on a show for Remus, who watched with laser focus. Sirius broke from your lips to kiss down the column of your neck, into the hollow of your throat, and over your collar bones, keeping intense eye contact with Remus while he sucked hard on the love bite he’d already provided for you, making you moan hard and dig your nails into his shoulder blades.

Moving your hands to the back of Sirius’s neck, you guided him lower, to lave at your nipples, bite down on them and pinch them, lower to dip his tongue into your belly button, to bite gently at the soft flesh of your stomach, and down to where you really wanted him. You opened your legs for him, both hands already in his hair while he teased you, blowing warm air over your core, but never quite touching you. Tilting your head back, you looked up at Remus expectantly, bottom lip between your teeth.

He looked like he was about to explode, fingers clenched in the material of his jeans, face flushed and a thin sheen of sweat glistened across his chest. He maintained eye contact with you as he slowly undid his belt, unzipped his jeans and thrust his hand into his underwear, moaning obscenely when he finally relieved some pressure. Seeing that Remus was now participating, Sirius had finally given in and licked a long stripe up your slit, before latching onto your clit and sucking hard. After having no relief, to this, the contrast just got too much, and you screamed out in pleasure, gripping hard at Sirius’ hair. He continued to lap at your pussy for a while longer, before you pulled him up into a long kiss.

While your tongue had just passed his lips, you felt him rocking his hips against your thigh, so gently that you were impressed you’d even noticed. With a slight wiggle and the guide of your hand, he pushed his rapidly re-hardening cock into you slowly, moaning loudly against your shoulder until he bottomed out. At this point, Remus had had enough of watching and wanted to be just as involved as his two partners. He stood from the bed, gaining the attention of you and Sirius, and removed his jeans and underwear, leaving him standing, tall and impressive beside you both. You reached to give him a couple of strokes, but he swatted your hand away, and crawled onto the bed behind Sirius.

Out of his frame of vision, Sirius paid no mind to Remus, just kept slowly thrusting into you, gentle but strong, leaving little kisses over your face and shoulders, until his mouth fell open and he let out a pornographic moan. While he’d been doubled over you, Remus had pushed a finger into him from behind, still supple from when you’d prepped him earlier.

One finger became two, the smaller boy still inside you while he got stretched and scissored from behind, his hips stuttering forward every few moments, making you moan. Remus seemed to be having the time of his life, watching the two of you falling apart, while he himself seemed to have the stamina of a racehorse. Sirius buried his face in your neck, whimpering before Remus lined himself up.

He pushed in slowly, almost all of the force being passed to you, until Sirius bottomed out in you again, now taking Remus to the hilt. All three of you let out a moan in unison, but Sirius however, was a quivering mess. The overstimulation from his previous orgasm hadn’t yet abated, and here he was sandwiched between his two partners, his cock buried in your core, and Remus sheathed in him from behind. You threw your head back, forever grateful that James was with Lily tonight, and not in your boyfriends’ shared dorm room. That was one memory that neither of you wanted to revisit.

Once Sirius had adjusted to the new dynamic, Remus started to thrust, gently at first, caressing the smaller boy’s back, your face, your hair. Each push into him became a push into you, until you didn’t know where anyone started or ended.

Picking up the pace, Remus got both of his hands around Sirius’ neck and pulled him upwards, his back flush with his own chest. From this angle, you thought you had the best view of your boyfriends you’d ever seen. Sirius: pale marble skin stretched tight over lean muscle, hand-poked tattoos contrasting in the most beautiful way; the long column of his neck extended backwards, while Remus towered behind him. He had such a concentrated look on his face while he ploughed into Sirius from behind, his brows knitted together and his curls starting to dampen with sweat. You were blissfuly away in your daydream until Remus awoke you from it, with a thumb on your clit.

Getting closer and closer to the edge, your legs trembling and back arching, you cried out. Remus’ pace was brutal, and from previous experience, you knew full well that only two things would stop him, a safe word from either you or Sirius, or his own release. The only noises in the room were his panting, Sirius whimpering and the slapping sound of skin on skin, Remus’ hips to Sirius’ ass, Sirius’ hips to your own.

Nearing his second release of the day, Sirius regained some control, lifting your legs by the ankles to start deliberately thrusting into you, not just being pushed by Remus, who had now stilled, and was watching intently as Sirius pushed thrust into you, only to pull our and fuck himself on Remus’ cock. He was in his own world, still being held firmly by the neck, but had his eyes closed and was in his own rhythm, groaning obscenely at what must have been overwhelming pleasure.

After a few more thrusts, his hips started to falter, his thrusts became more erratic, and he pulled out of you just in time to finish on your stomach and breasts, his hand a pale blur over his cock. Still with his thumb on your clit, Remus quickened the pace, thrusting two of his long fingers into your core, replacing a spent Sirius.

The darker haired boy was flopped backwards against Remus, still on the high of his orgasm, hand still wrapped around his softening cock, but Remus didn’t stop, pounding into him mercilessly, while fingering you at the same time. It just took one more push against your clit to push you over the edge, clenching down on Remus’ fingers, hard, and crying out his name. Judging by the noises he was making, you could assume he’d also finished, but in true Remus fashion, stayed sheathed within Sirius. In all the time the three of you had been together, you’d never seen Remus finish while not buried to the hilt in one of you. Finally released, Sirius fell forward to lie next to you, curling into your side, while Remus spooned the smaller boy from behind.

“This is way better than going to a party.” Sirius mumbled before falling asleep, burying his face in your shoulder. You shared a smile with Remus, over Sirius’ head. He cocked his head to the side before whispering, “Good, I hate parties.”

[sanhuns]

hello everyone! I am OFFICIALLY BACK!! I’m about to graduate from college, and I missed all of my kids, so I’m back and ready to write. See below for a brief description/backstory for each of my 17(!!) muses

ahn kihyun (sehun): model, single dad, nice guy tbh. kinda cold and hard to get to know, but very sweet when you get to know him. in some aus (mainly college) he’s also a male cheerleader

apollo kim (jungkook): two different aus (harry potter and college). in hp world, he’s a ravenclaw, who is a medical student at st. mungo’s, learning to become a healer. in college au, he’s still a medical student, but just painfully shy and nervous. 

eros cha (jimin): lowkey tw of an eating disorder. also has two aus (hp and college). hp: he’s a hufflepuff, annoyingly outgoing, fun loving, flirtatious. he’s a keeper and plays professionally. in college au: he’s a dance teacher, dance student, all dance all the time. 

cha yoonseok (jimin): HEAVY HEAVY TRIGGER WARNING HERE. TW: sex work, sexual assault, heavy drug use, depression, eating disorder. yoon is a call boy and well, shit happens. he’s a little broken, a little beaten down, but still good. the sweetest boy ever. loves cats. 

harada kimiko (sana): ah my kimi. my little bitch. she’s evil. just a little bit. she loves breaking up people by flirting with their boyfriends. or girlfriends. she doesn’t discriminate!! she’s a sugar baby, and loves spending people’s money

im songhyun (ong seongwoo): lowkey child neglect tw? his dad hates him not his twin so... anyway. he has a private au, but i won’t go into that here. mostly he’s college au! he’s a little bit of an outcast, a theater kid, a weirdo. he is outgoing and bubbly and just a little ball of sunshine. twin to donghyun.

im donghyun (kang daniel): songhyun’s twin. lowkey trigger for violence. he’s a street fighter, but also a HUGE softie. grew up taking care of his twin he gets hurt a lot but he works through it. makes a shit ton of money tho tbh

kang sejun (kai): a sweet dancer boy working through losing both of his parents in a car crash. has a younger sister who is a trainee (see seolbi below). a sweet but shy boy that is very nervous in relationships and love. seriously. very nervous. 

kang seolbi (park jihyo): a trainee at SM ent., trying to live her best life and mess around. she’s a GREAT singer, a GREAT dancer, just... great. love her. she’s a FLIRT and a MESS but a hot mess wink wink

oh hyunae (rose): a goddess. just kidding. a track star, gold medalist in the olympics. a bisexual QWEEN. cold to the MAX, mean to the MAX. snobby to the MAX. 

sawyer park (yoongi): dj. music genius. black haired god. ASSHOLE. just... an asshole. loves his cat and his little brother. softie at heart but like... deep in there

sage park (woozi): sawyer’s younger brother. barista! he loves coffee and dogs and cats and bunnies and just animals. usually in a soulmate au because i’m a sucker for them and sage is a hopeless romantic. 

kane ahn (jeno): you know that awkward time in high school when you’re trying to date but you keep fucking up and you’re just shy as hell and don’t know what you’re doing? that’s literally kane. 

lee jingyu (jaemin): only hp verse mostly because idk what to do with him outside of that yet lmao. slytherin prince. think the new draco malfoy. but like.. pretty. and not always a bully. just sometimes. but like he loves potions and school

victoria hong (irene): oh vicki. my sweet sweet vicki. she is the stuck up heiress i always wanted to be in life. she loves fast cars, good dick and piles of money. dresses like an instagram baddie 100% of the time

reed zhou (renjun): he’s still really new to me, but he’s my sweet artist baby with a temper. catch him angrily sketching a bird in the courtyard while muttering under his breath

scout choi (choi bomin): MY BABY SCOUT I LOVE HIM. scout is based off of his fc’s character in the webdrama A-TEEN. basically he’s a sweet slightly flirty kid who is a good artist and lives alone because his parents are divorced. he’s a new student at school and just making his way downtown, walking fast. 

[portectorisms-a]

Our story brings us to the year 2017. We've come together for the Triwizard Tournament, held at the ever famous school of Hogwarts. However, we come for a different result than the years of past. With the fall of Voldemort and the rise of bringing the wizard community together, the Tournament has new rules and new players in it's match. This year, Hogwarts will have a champion from each of it's four houses, Beauxbatons will have it's four and Durmstrang, it's four, the twist? The American school, ilvermorny, has entered the running, also having four champions that will compete, all of which must be the age of 16 or older, no one younger will be accepted into the tournament. In the minds of those involved, there's nothing more dangerous than each task that's been placed before them. Nothing more dangerous than the Tournament itself, but little does the wizarding world know, the Death Eaters have regained their ranks, bringing in new believers of their cause, and soon, their Dark Lord may be on the rise again.

Rules:

OOC dram stays out, IC drama will be allowed. If OOC drama happens, come to an admin and we'll help work it all out.

Please stay active. There will be activity checks.

After you've been added to the list, please post a small headcanon/bio.

If your fc is already taken, ask about twins. There won't be a lot of twins but it is allowed if the other person agrees.

Every fandom is welcomed!

Track the tag: gv. a new tournament and gv. antooc

For this verse, students start at 13 instead of 11 and finish at 20 instead of 18.

No one under 16 can be champion.

All players are allowed up to two muses.

Please submit your app to either Hale or Bellamy.

Have fun!

Application:

Name: [OOC] Discord: [won't be publicly posted] Name: [Character first and last] FC: [Muse Face Claim] Year: [Only if student] House/School: [Only if student] *Champion: [Please note: each school has four champions.] Student/Faculty: [List the school which you choose to attend or work at] Subject: [Only if teacher] *Prefect/Head Boy/Girl: [Two prefects per house, must be 5th or higher, 1 head boy and 1 head girl, must me 7th] Quidditch Position: [Only if your muse plays] *Please note that all Hogwarts Champions are officially taken! *Head boy and head girl are taken!

Players:

Champions: Hogwarts: Bellamy Blake - 7th Year - Gryffindor - 20 - Beater - Bob Morley: @portectorisms. Jessica Jones - 7th Year - Slytherin - 20 - Beater - Naomi Scott: @inferium. Simon Lewis - 5th Year -  Hufflepuff -18 - Seeker - Alberto Rosende: @remembcr. Rosette Everwood - 7th Year - Ravenclaw - 20 - Tinashe: @confaediction.

Beauxbatons: Nebi Saona - 5th Year - 18  -  Ombrelune - Beater - Samantha Bascarino: @cupcakemonwrites. Teresa González - 6th Year - 19 - Astrid Bergès-Frisbey: @mcgicveins.

Durmstrang: -

ilvermorny: Emma Carstairs - 6th Year - 19 - Thunderbird - Alexis Ren: @quipfcst. Malachai “Kai” Parker - 6th Year - 19 - Horned Serpent - Seeker - Chris Wood: @devilwithabrokenmind.

Students: Hogwarts: Clary Fairchild - 6th Year - Gryffindor - 18 - Chaser - Prefect - Kat McNamara: @seraphblvdes. Jeremia Gilbert - 6th Year - 19 - Gryffindor - Victoria Justice: @hauntedgilbert. Robb Stark - 7th Year - 20 - Gryiffindor - Head Boy - Beater - Richard Madden: @revixiism. Jace Herondale - 6th Year - 19 - Gryffindor - Chaser - Dominic Sherwood: @goldtouched. Wylla Manderly - 5th Year - 18 - Gryffindor - Nicola Peltz: @lostflares. Hale Ashwood - 7th Year - 20 - Slytherin - Casey Deidrick: @runedsoldier. Mack McKnight - 6th Year - 19 - Slytherin - Keeper - Matthew Daddario: @acquiredcraving. Damen Hera - 7th Year - 20 - Slytherin - Ryan Hawley: @viirid. Isabelle “Izzy” Lightwood - 5th Year - 18 - Slytherin - Seeker - Emeraude Toubia: @heartwhipped. Elizabeth “Betty” Cooper - 4th Year - 17 - Slytherin - Lili Reinhart: @serpcntadjacent. Teagan Byrne - 7th Year - 20 - Hufflepuff - Head Girl - Cintia Dicker: @blightcd. Jeyne Westerling - 7th Year - 20 - Hufflepuff - Prefect - Shay Mitchell: @inferium. Etta Martinez - 7th Year - 20 - Hufflepuff - Gina Rodriquez: @jvstoldnews. Karen Page - 7th Year - 20 -Ravenclaw - Deborah Ann Woll - @youcantknowthat. Alec Lightwood - 7th Year - 20 - Ravenclaw - Prefect - Joe Collier: @heartguided. Clarke Griffin - 6th Year - 18 - Ravenclaw - Prefect - Eliza Taylor: @destroysworlds.

Beauxbatons: Aurora de Martel - 7th Year - 20 - Ombrelune - Prefect - Rebecca Breeds: @ladamedemartel. Nikoline Kristofferson - 7th Year - 20 - Ombrelune - Anastasia Tsilimpiou: @xdragonsofavaloria.

Durmstrang: Nikolaj Kristofferson - 7th Year - 20 - Dyr - Prefect - Bradley James: @xdragonsofavaloria.

ilvermorny: Anthony Parker - 7th Year - 20 - Horned Serpent - Jack O’Connell: @negateswar.

Faculty: Hogwarts: James “Bucky” Barnes - 30 - Defense Against The Dark Arts - Head of Slytherin - Sebastian Stan: @hearterascd. Magnus Bane - 28 - Charms - Head of Ravenclaw - Godfrey Gao: @ofdemonicmagic. Camille Belcourt - 29 - Astronomy - Head of Hufflepuff - Kaitlyn Leeb: @fangedfatales.

Beauxbatons: Diana Prince - 30 - History of Magical Artifacts - Gal Gadot: @spiceandsugar.

Durmstrang: Niklaus “Klaus” Mikaelson - 28 - Headmaster - Defense Against The Dark Arts - Joseph Morgan: @originallymikaelson. Salem Saberhagen - 43 - Alchemy - Henry Ian Cusick: @denofvoices.

ilvermorny: -

[lifeisstrangeshortstuff]

Headcanons: As Hogwarts Students

I wrote the original and saved in my drafts as a surprise, but when I accidentally deleted my account, it was gone as well. But anyway, I’m a huge, huge Potterhead, and since I’d been feeling really down lately, I wanted to write a little bit about this - hopefully it’ll make some you guys happy as well~ Slytherins represent! <3

I wrote this assuming everyone knows the traits of the Hogwarts Houses, but in case you don’t, I’ve put them at the very bottom. 

Disclaimer: My own interpretation - I saw that my view is different to most. 

Max Caulfield - Ravenclaw, half-blood 

It was difficult to sort Max because she could technically be in all the houses. (Gryffindor) She was brave to attempt to intervene between Chloe and Nathan, and arguably courageous to try to help everyone. (Hufflepuff) Altruism tends to underpin most of her actions, and she can be selfless enough to sacrifice a possible love for Arcadia Bay. (Slytherin) She’s resourceful and determined “with a certain disregard for the rules.” However, I decided to put her in Ravenclaw because I felt like these were very player-determined, but a core part of her character is her creativity and originality. As Victoria noted, she may be shy, but she isn’t afraid to be herself (individuality and eccentricity). She would be a bit of an outcast because her grades aren’t up to par, but I think this would be her house.

Wand: Willow, phoenix feather

Chloe Price - Gryffindor, muggle-born

I think she has a little bit of Slytherin in her (in that she can be self-preserving (wanting to steal funds for the disabled to pay off her debt) and like Max, has a “certain disregard for the rules”), I think she most fits a Gryffindor. She’s brave to the point of recklessness and has a short temper, sometimes not considering her actions and their consequences, but still heroic since she was willing to sacrifice herself for the town in the final episode. I don’t think her grades would be very good, more out of not caring than being incapable. However, she might do well on the Quidditch team, because her competitiveness can be put to use and it’s quite an aggressive activity. She’d probably be a Beater.

Wand: Yew, dragon heartstring

Warren Graham - Gryffindor, pure blood

I was tempted to put Warren in Hufflepuff because he’s hardworking, dedicated, friendly and very loyal to Max, willing to step in when she’s in danger, but he’s not the most impartial, neither would a Hufflepuff view Kate’s video “one… and a half times.” And even though he shows traits of a Ravenclaw with his intellect, I decided to put him in Gryffindor because of his almost defining traits of heroism, recklessness, chivalry, and courage. Heroism and chivalry, because he wants to be Max’s knight in ~slightly dented~ armour, trying to save her when it seems like she can’t handle it. However, fighting Nathan when he has a gun or in general (since his family is influential) is a reckless, but courageous, move. Even though I think his grades would be all-around good, he would excel in Transfiguration (canonically, a very scientific subject), potions and herbology, but possibly fall short in Muggle Studies. He would most definitely take the N.E.W.Ts. He’s probably once dreamt of being a Keeper but was too shy to pursue that.

Wand: Cedar, unicorn tail hair

Kate Marsh - Hufflepuff, muggle-born

I think it would be difficult to make a case for Kate to be in another house since she suits Hufflepuff so well - dedicated, fair, patient, kind, tolerant, loyal, modest and friendly… She’s almost a textbook Hufflepuff, especially when she’s recovering. I mean, she even gave her get-well balloons to the other kids in the hospital and had the kindness in her heart to forgive Victoria Chase. I think she’d do very well in Care of Magical Creatures and Herbology - subjects that allow her to care for creatures or plants. I think Victoria and Nathan would definitely pick on her for being muggle-born, made worse when she was slipped a Confusing Concoction during an outing to Hogsmeade.

Wand: English oak, unicorn tail hair

Victoria Chase - Slytherin, half blood

Victoria Chase screams Slytherin, with her ambition to have a large career as a photographer, as well as cleverness and determination as she is shown to be academically-motivated, reading ahead of classes. She is resourceful and cunning, even if her attempts aren’t always successful - trying to get close to someone who has already made it big in her desired field, even threatening blackmail. She is also shown to care deeply about companionship, evidenced by her family-like friendship with Nathan. Even though she makes fun of her own clique at times, she’s shown to care about their problems, like when Taylor said that Victoria was there for her when Taylor’s mother was getting back surgery. She’d work hard for her grades, but I think she’d excel at History of Magic and Charms. When Nathan used to be on the Quidditch team, I think Victoria would’ve gone out to cheer him on. She’d be ashamed of her heritage, wanting to be a pure-blood, and it would be a closely guarded secret between her and Nathan.

Wand: Larch, unicorn tail hair

Nathan Prescott - “Slytherin”

I don’t really think Nathan would be in Slytherin, but I think his family would have come from a long line of Slytherins, so he would feel pressured to be in that house. He shows traits of the Slytherin house, like fraternity (shown by his close friendship with Victoria) and cunning, since he was able to manipulate Kate. Self-preservation is also evidenced, although, in the worst light - he puts down other people as a way to cover up his own insecurities. I think he’d truly be a Ravenclaw because it suits his more solitary nature, as well as his macabre but unique, individual and unconventional creative style. His grades may be due to his parents paying off the school because he’d lose interest halfway throughout his education. Even so, I think he would’ve gravitated towards Potions and Astronomy. He might’ve been on the Quidditch team at one point, but quietly left the team after complaints about his inability to function in a group due to outbursts. His sister, however, is remembered in the awards display as a star Chaser.

Wand: Hawthorn, phoenix feather

Mark Jefferson - Ravenclaw

Even though I think he most definitely became a Slytherin later on, due to his cunning, leadership skills, shrewdness and resourcefulness, I feel as though he was sorted into Ravenclaw when he was younger. Intelligent, creative, original, talented and motivated, he would excel in his academic pursuits, particularly Potions, Charms and History of Magic. I have no doubts that he snuck into the restricted section of the library out of curiosity and indulged in something darker. The fact that he was initially sorted into Ravenclaw also helps, since he knows of Slytherin’s negative reputation. He might’ve been in the Quidditch team when he was younger (I picture him as a Seeker), but later left because he wanted to focus on other aspects of school. 

Wand: Aspen, dragon heartstring

House Traits

Gryffindor: Bravery, nerve, chivalry, courage, daring, recklessness, heroism, short tempered.

Hufflepuff: Dedication, hard work, fair play, patience, kindness, tolerance, unafraid of toil, loyalty, impartial, modest, inclusive, friendly.

Ravenclaw: Intelligence, wit, wisdom, creativity, originality, individuality, competitive (among own house), eccentricity, talented, motivated.

Slytherin: Resourcefulness, cunning, ambition, determination, self-preservation, fraternity, cleverness, leadership, astuteness.

[if-you-stay-with-me-for-ever]

If You Stay with Me Forever

 Length: 6.9k words  Ship: Jaylos [+others]  Chapter 7/??: Keepers and Seekers and Everything in Between  Written by Alondra and Joanna

 Summary:

[hogwarts au]; They say that when you meet your true love, time stops and you just know. After that, falling in love is as quick as falling asleep. That’s not what happened when Carlos met Jay.

Chapter Index

The first girl Jay ever fancied knocked him unconscious just fifteen minutes after having met. It was the third Friday of Jay’s fourth year at Hogwarts, and the Quidditch tryouts had half of the school eagerly waiting to be able to tryout for their house team, and the other half practically buzzing with excitement, ready for the cup to start so they could watch the games and cheer for their teams. All around, everyone was thrilled. That day, Gryffindor and Ravenclaw had booked half of the Quidditch pitch each for their tryouts, so there were a fair amount of students from both houses in the field and bleachers.

           Jay’s hands, cold and sweaty, would not let go of his broom and he gripped it as if he were about to fall, even though his feet were firmly grounded. And he was not even trying out for the team.

           “Jay, I’m gonna need you to fly with this next girl, she’s the first one trying out for Beater,” came Seneca’s voice from somewhere on his left, making him snap to attention.

           “Huh?” He shook his head and concentrated on what his captain was telling him.

           “Just work with her, help her with the Bludgers,” she implored him, sounding tired.

           Lars McKinnon, former Beater for the Gryffindor team, had just graduated, and the spot was currently being fought over. Jay was afraid the Quidditch tryouts would be so successful he would be kicked out of the team to make room for better players. Hence, his nerves. But if Gryffindor’s captain trusted him enough to have him test other students, then, he thought, his spot in the team wasn’t in jeopardy after all. Not for now, at least.

           He nodded at Seneca and took off in his broom swiftly, going to meet with Allaway, Victoria in the middle of the Quidditch pitch to give her a bat and some instructions, perhaps more nervous about it all than the girl herself. When he met her in mid-air, he nearly fell off his broom. Her eyes were greener than the grass they were flying over, and her hair, dark and curly and all over the place, looked like something out of a Renaissance painting. Or at least Jay guessed so, he couldn’t really recall any Renaissance paintings with girls with such beautiful hair. He couldn’t recall any Renaissance paintings for that matter. He shook his head and tried to concentrate on the girl and stop thinking about stupid paintings.

           “He- hey. I’m Jay, I’ll, er, help you with the Bludgers today,” he stammered, trying to sound casual and suave.

           “Awesome,” she said in a deep, smooth voice as she took the bat from Jay’s hand. “Don’t be gentle with me,” and she was off, ready to play.

           Seneca blew her whistle and the Bludger was released. She took off from the ground and flew around the two Beaters, analyzing Victoria’s moves closely. The Bludger came for Jay first, but he hit it with the bat easily and redirected it towards Victoria, who, he just realized, was chewing gum. She flew straight to the Bludger to gain momentum, one hand holding tightly to her broom and the other one ready to swing her bat. She hit the ball back at Jay and flew away in a move that all the Beaters knew too well, which allowed them to see where the Bludger ended up and when it flew back again at them or other players. But, strange enough, every time the Bludger flew her way, she plunged forward and met it halfway, as opposed to diving to the side to get a better angle, or simply waiting for it. Seneca took some notes and nodded several times.

           Fifteen minutes into Victoria’s tryout, Seneca released the second Bludger. Jay and Victoria passed them between each other and prevented Seneca from being hit. Jay was going after a Bludger that was flying straight at the captain when he heard Victoria shout a warning at him. He dived forward and managed to hit the Bludger that was going straight for Seneca just as he felt it. Victoria had accidentally thrown the Bludger at him and it hit him square in the nape, knocking him unconscious.

           “… dumb kid tryna get killed,” someone was murmuring.

           “It was all my fault, I’m so so sorry,” came a second voice.

           “Could you just let him breathe for a second?” That was Carlos’ voice, that one he couldn’t mistake.

           Jay tried to incorporate himself, but a hand on his chest forced him to lay back down. He was laying on the bleachers with his head supported by a couple of rolled up scarves, his friends surrounding him. On the background, he could hear other kids cheering and whistling, so the tryouts weren’t over yet, he hadn’t been out for long.

           “I’m alright, I’m alright,” he said, getting up and batting Carlos’ hand away, who was trying to get him to lay down again.

           “Jay, how do you feel?” Evie was sitting by his feet and practically laid on top of him as she tried to get a better look at his face.

           “Fine, jeez,” he accepted the water bottle that Carlos offered him and sat down properly, looking around. “Did your Bludger hit me?” He asked Victoria, frowning up at her from the pain he felt at the back of his neck.

           “Yes, and I’m so sorry,” she admitted in her deep voice. Jay could get used to hearing it.

           “It’s alright,” he said, rubbing at his neck.

           “That’s what you get for trying to show off,” Mal said, crossing her arms and scowling at him.

           “That’s enough,” Carlos intervened just before Jay could snap back at Mal. “He’s alright, thank you,” he told Victoria, who nodded and walked away, glancing back with an apprehensive look on her face.

           Carlos insisted everyone got back to what they were doing while he took care of Jay. There were still kids flying around in the field, so nobody complained too much before going back to keep watching the exciting tryouts, although the kids trying out for Gryffindor Beater would have to do it without Jay’s assistance.

           “That Victoria girl really is something else,” Carlos said softly as he sat next to Jay on the bleachers once they were alone.

           “She’s awesome, isn’t she?”

           “If I were half as good as her, I’m sure I’d get in,” Carlos joked, looking down at his hands.

           “I’m sure she’ll get in— wait. You wanna be part of Hufflepuff’s team?” Jay asked, eyes wide.

           “No, no, I meant to say she’s so good she’ll surely get in. She’d get in even if she was half as good,” he explained, but Jay wasn’t in the same page as him.

           “Why don’t you try out?” He asked excitedly.

           “Didn’t you hear what I just-“

           “You should definitely do it!” Jay exclaimed, speaking over Carlos.

           Carlos just shook his head with a slight smile on his lips and looked back at the field where two boys were throwing the Quaffle around, Seneca flying with them as well, her notepad forgotten as she played too, passing the Quaffle, laughing, shouting instructions and correcting their moves.

           “I don’t think they’d take me,” he admitted after a while.

           Jay laughed and punched Carlos in the arm slightly.

           “I knew you wanted in! But hey, you’ve been practicing loads. Hell, you’ve been practicing with me,” he added proudly.

           Again, Carlos just laughed and looked away. That was something Carlos did a lot, Jay noticed, when it came to talking about himself. Jay didn’t want to make Carlos uncomfortable, so he kept quiet and watched the rest of the tryouts. Mal and Evie were cheering for Ravenclaw’s Keeper, who blocked nearly every single shot that was thrown his way by other Ravenclaw kids. Jay couldn’t help thinking about Victoria, which made him smile like a fool. He was the first one to vote for her when Seneca asked him and his teammates who should be Gryffindor’s new Beater.

             Dinnertime came around and the four friends set off to the Great Hall, ready for the weekend to begin so they could lay on the cool grass next to the lake and do absolutely nothing, like they used to do. They all sat on their usual spot in the Slytherin table and watched as Jay ate sausage after sausage, betting on how many he’d be able to eat. Evie was the winner, who claimed he wouldn’t get past sausage number twelve.

           They were almost done with their food when a group of five Slytherin kids sat next to them, talking and joking loudly. Carlos fidgeted on his seat, the scene reminding him a bit too much of the bullies that roamed his school and picked on kids like him. Well, mainly just on him.

           “Evie, isn’t that your little boyfriend?” Mal asked, grinning from behind a cup of tea. Give it to Mal to look menacing while drinking green tea with milk and honey.

           “Stop it!” Evie cried softly, clearly flustered and looking down at her hands.

           “What boyfriend?” Jay and Carlos asked at the same time, earning another grin from Mal.

           “Charming, Slytherin’s Keeper.”

           “The cute one,” Evie added despite herself, smiling dreamily at her knees, too afraid to look his way.

           Carlos looked over and recognized him immediately, “the cute one”. Chad Charming was mostly known for being part of one of England’s richest, most controversial families, Mal explained. His mother was working for his father’s family as a servant when they fell madly in love, and although she had always been nice and kind to the media, she was often portrayed as a gold digger. But reality was that she was as regal as a queen. She was a queen with neither crown nor kingdom.

           “Mr. Charming’s family are all wizards, only Chad’s mum’s a Muggle,” Mal kept telling them as they all eyed Chad Charming discretely. “But they don’t like having anything to do with the wizarding community, they live like Muggles in London.”

           Carlos nodded and tried not to look at him anymore. He had seen him before, always chatting with giggling girls or his Quidditch team, being noisy as they walked through the castle halls as if the school were theirs. He could admit that he was a good looking bloke, he wouldn’t go as far as calling him “cute” like Evie did, but he could understand why some girls were so infatuated with him. The only reference he really had of the guy was Lonnie. She had some classes with him and it seemed that she knew him from even before they started studying at Hogwarts, something about their parents being friends from school or something. She would sometimes talk about him, and he really didn’t like what she told him.

           “How do you know so much about him?” Carlos asked.

           “Spend a day with Evie and you’ll get it,” Mal said with a shrug.

           “You like that idiot?” Jay grimaced and Mal chuckled at his reaction. It was a known fact that Gryffindors and Slytherins didn't get along, aside from a few exceptions, like themselves for instance, but Mal was sure that Jay’s disapproval of the Charming lad had nothing to do with house rivalries and everything to do with that time he shoved him during Jay's first Quidditch game. He fell off his broom, causing him a contusion. He had to stay in the nursery for almost a week after that. That had been almost two years ago, but he was still bitter about it.

           Evie rolled her eyes, letting the discussion die there. She wasn’t going to start a fight with Jay, she knew he didn’t like Chad, it was more than obvious, and even if she could have said something back, she decided it was better not to.

The tryouts for the Hufflepuff Quidditch team were a week after Gryffindor’s, on a chill morning with gray clouds that covered the sun, the grass wet with early mist. Carlos nervously fidgeted with the hem of his uniform and squinted up at the cloudy sky with pursed lips. That couldn’t be a good sign.

           As he awkwardly stood between at least a dozen other (bigger) Hufflepuff students waiting to showcase their talents, Carlos tried his best not to faint. He didn’t know how he had let Jay talk him into trying out. He felt far from ready to do something like that.

           But, with a combination of pleas and quite a bit of motivation and encouragement, Jay had managed to convince him to tryout for the team. He reckoned that he would be a wonderful Seeker; he was small and rather fast. He had spent the last summer doing basically nothing but playing around with Jay on his broom after all.

           There were more Hufflepuff kids trying out than there were Slytherins, who, after several complains, grudgingly agreed to share the field with Hufflepuff that day. A lot of younger kids from second, third and fourth grade were doing the tryouts, but there were not many fifth, sixth and seventh graders since they were more worried about studying for their OWL’s and NEWT’s than the inter-house Quidditch cup. That was not the case with Slytherin students.

           Carlos looked around and realized there were other kids trying out for Hufflepuff Seeker as well. There were only three more, but that was enough to make him really regret being there.

“Hey, don’t worry. You’ll do great,” Lonnie’s voice startled him, she must have seen in his face just how worried he was. She put a hand on his shoulder to show support and beamed at him, warm and energetic as always. “You already have one vote,” she winked at him, making him smile despite the knot in his stomach.

           Lonnie was wearing her Quidditch gear too, her long dark hair held back in a ponytail and her goggles hanging from her neck. Carlos wasn’t surprised when she told him last year that she was part of Hufflepuff’s Quidditch team, and he knew that she played with professor Li almost every Summer when they went back to their house for the holidays, so she was an outstanding Chaser.

           “Thank you, Lonnie,” he told her just as she was called by the captain of the team, Dridan Findlay, a boy from sixth grade that looked as if he were in his twenties, with a hard Scottish accent that was more often than not impossible to understand. Carlos was extremely intimidated by him even when Lonnie assured him that he was nothing but a big puppy.

           He watched her leave and start a conversation with Dridan. She looked really happy talking to him, all giggles and slight shoves, and Carlos wondered if she had a crush on Dridan. That wouldn’t surprise him, he had noticed that most of his friends were suddenly developing crushes or falling for other kids, except Mal, of course. That girl wasn’t one to daydream about boys like Evie or Lonnie, apparently, but everyone else was, which made him feel weird somehow.

           He was lost in his thoughts when he heard someone calling his name. He looked around and spotted Mal and Jay making their way to where he was, wrapped in their winter robes and scarves. He met them halfway, the borrowed Quidditch gear making it a bit difficult to walk, he had yet to get used to it, and he was worried that it may get in the way while he tried to catch the Snitch out in the field.

           “You nervous?” Mal asked once they were within earshot.

           “A little, yeah,” he sighed, looking towards the field. “I really don’t know if I should do this.”

           “What is with you and this negativity, Carlos?” Jay punched his arm playfully, perhaps a bit more excited about Carlos’ tryout than him. Carlos rubbed his arm, giving him a sheepish smile.

           “Yeah, well... there are plenty of other kids that are more qualified than I am. Besides, I don’t think Dridan would take Ennis out of the team,” Hufflepuff’s actual Seeker, Ennis Lewis, was actually really good, he had caught the Snitch two times in three matches, but they had lost one of those games anyway. That year would be his last one on the team, but some younger kids still hoped they could wow the captain and take over his spot.

           “Please, that guy just caught the Snitch out of luck last time our teams played against each other!”

           “But he did! And in the match before that one, he’s good!” Carlos refuted his friend.

           “And so are you!” Both boys turned their heads, surprised to hear Mal’s voice. She wasn’t one to get excited over Quidditch, not when it wasn’t about her own house beating Jay’s, so even to hear her giving a comment about the game or how Carlos played... it was unusual. “I’ve seen you practice Carlos, you’re good, you’re fast, isn’t that what being a Seeker is all about?

           “Well… yeah,” Carlos said reluctantly.

           “Case closed, then,” Mal declared. “Plus, they don’t have to kick Ennis to let you in. You can be like, his understudy or whatever those are called in Quidditch.”

           “Alternate,” Jay said with a sigh, shaking his head.

           “Whatever. Now go out there and kick their arses, Carlos,” Mal pointed at the field with a peculiar smile on her face. She almost looked proud.

           Jay laughed hard at this, but his laughter turned into cheers as Carlos walked back to the middle of the field, ready, at least, to get that over with. He thanked Merlin and Einstein that neither of his friends could see his face now, the freckles on his cheeks practically disappearing as he blushed, overwhelmed by the attention. He glanced back at them one more time before Dridan finally called the first name for the tryouts, Penelope Fenn, who let out a yelp and took off in her broom. He caught a glimpse of blue right next to Mal, and he waved at Evie once he recognized her. It was a no brainer why she had arrived so late; the tryouts for Slytherin’s team were right on the other side of the field. He was glad that she hadn’t ditched him to go see Chad Charming.

  Carlos didn’t get into Hufflepuff’s team. That came as a surprise to Jay, who honestly believed that the mere fact that the four of them were wishing for Carlos to get in would exponentially increase his chances of succeeding. He was gullible that way.

           However, Jay realized that not getting in might have been what was best for Carlos. He was an extremely fidgety and nervous kid, and perhaps Quidditch would have only worsened that, he had to build some character first. And that was why he loved being around Carlos, he liked being able to help him and watch him grow. Plus, not having him as a rival when he played against Hufflepuff meant he could completely destroy his team and not feel so guilty about it.

           Victoria was on Gryffindor’s team now, which also helped him boost his mood during practice and ultimately made him play better. He was having an awesome year all in all.

           When a colder weather rolled around and the leaves began to fall off the trees, Jay realized he had a massive crush on Victoria Allaway. She was everything Jay could think about, everything he wanted to think about –besides Quidditch, but that was permanently on his mind anyway. He got all giddy and nervous whenever she walked into the common room, where he had been spending most of his afternoons since the school year began, hoping to see her. She was a very active girl, and whenever she walked into the common room, it was only to go straight into her room to change out of her muddy clothes and into fresh clothes which she again got mud all over. She just couldn’t stay inside the castle, and Jay loved that.

           Wednesdays after Transfiguration, Jay had lunch with Evie and Carlos in the Great Hall (Mal had double potions on Wednesdays, and didn’t eat until they were all in their next class already). He was absentmindedly eating a turkey sandwich when Evie snapped her fingers in his face.

           “Jay, enough with the daydreams already,” she demanded. “Carlos just asked you a question.”

           Jay got himself out of his Victoria-trance and focused on Carlos, who looked apologetically at him.

           “It wasn’t such an important question, I’m sorry,” he said.

           “No, no, I’m sorry kid-o, what is it?”

           “Well, I just wanted to know if any of you still had your Divination notes from last year. I feel like everybody in class hates me for being one year younger than them, I don’t think anyone would lend me their notes,” he explained quickly, but Jay stopped listening after the third word. Victoria had just entered the Great Hall with her best friend.

           “Yeah, I’ll think about it,” he said absentmindedly as he stood up, took his food and bag, and flew through the room to sit with his roommates in Gryffindor’s table just before Victoria and her friend sat by them.

           “Tom,” Jay whispered urgently at his friend before he was even properly seated.

           “Thomas,” he corrected him through gritted teeth.

           “Thomas, if you like me even a little, pretend I just said the most hilarious thing.”

           “What?” Thomas asked, his brow furrowed. “Mate, what are you-”

           “Allright, now, laugh now!” Jay insisted and, shrugging, both Thomas and Rick bursted out laughing.

           Victoria glanced briefly at them and Jay felt stupid butterflies on his stomach. She went immediately back to the conversation with her friend though, but that didn’t stop Jay from celebrating his tiny victory with a huge grin.

           “For Merlin’s sake, did we just fake laugh to make Victoria look at you?” Thomas asked, letting his fork fall loudly to his plate, an indignant expression on his face.

           Jay kept smiling at him and took a huge bite out of his sandwich.

           He soon learned that Victoria liked Herbology almost as much as he liked Quidditch, and spent most of her days helping Professor Longbottom take care of the plants and flowers that grew in the greenhouse, that’s why she was always so muddy, which Jay couldn’t complain about, he liked that look on her. He’d like any look on her.

           Of course, Jay used that piece of information in his favor. He hated his Herbology class, even more so since he stopped taking them with Mal and had nobody to bother to keep himself entertained, but he made an effort and paid attention to the professor until he found a legitimate doubt in his lesson, which he then asked in private when nobody was in the greenhouse except for Professor Longbottom. And Victoria.

           “Professor, there is something nagging at my mind since last class that I didn’t have the chance to ask you,” he said in his best student voice.

           “Yes, Almasi, what is it?” Professor Longbottom asked from behind the leaves of a Flitterbloom.

           “Well, you said that the witch’s ganglion is used in the Potion of All Potential, but you never said what it does by itself. This has been bothering me, you see, my father has a vast plant collection at home, and I’ve never heard of this plant before,” he risked a glance at Victoria, who was looking at him as well, a small pot with a moving plant precariously held in her hands.

           “That’s right, it’s used in that potion. But, the interesting thing is, no one has discovered what the plant can do by itself yet, its magical properties are, up to this date, unknown. Apparently, it does nothing,” Professor Longbottom had set his tools down and was walking toward him, clearly excited one of his students had gone as far as asking him something –anything– outside of class.

           “The thing is,” he went on, raising his index finger at the glass ceiling. “When combined with the niffler’s fancy, which isn’t covered in class until your fifth year, Merlin knows why, the witch’s ganglion releases this juice, this- this strong smelling juice, that completely overpowers the rest of the smells in the potion, by the way, and it is that juice that works as a catalyst with the rest of the ingredients. It’s fascinating, Almasi, fascinating.”

           Jay stared at him, his notebook in his hands, and simply nodded, pretending to ponder on what Professor Longbottom was telling him.

           “Alright. Alright, well… that was it, Professor, that was my doubt.”

           “I actually have a book on the matter, I can bring it from my office and lend it to you next time you stop by,” he added excitedly, putting his hands on his pockets, but he immediately regretted it when he realized he had mud all over his fingers.

           “That would be great Professor, I’ll come back soon to fetch it,” Jay said, glancing at Victoria again. She was smirking down at the small plant she was cleaning with a Q-tip.

           “Do come back, Almasi,” Professor Longbottom said as he tried to rub the mud out of his pants.

           And Jay did go back, four times actually, always making sure that Victoria would be there as well.

It was the middle of the school year when Carlos started to get a bit annoyed by this whole deal of the heart. He, being twelve, couldn’t for the life of him understand what all the fuss was about when it came to crushes and relationships, he had never really worried about all that and he couldn’t even imagine himself being as infatuated with anyone as Jay was with Victoria. Sure, she was a pretty girl with long eyelashes and nice legs that made every boy in the room turn their heads as she walked in, but he just couldn’t find himself turning his head along with them.

           And even though it was not the same reaction Evie inspired, it was similar, Carlos noticed. Both Victoria and Evie had a similar drawing effect, although it worked in completely different ways.

           Evie had this charm, this natural air of royalty that simply captivated everyone she spoke to. Heads would turn when she smiled or laughed or simply flicked her hair off her shoulder. Victoria, on the other hand, had a different kind of magic and beauty, one that attracted everyone’s eyes just by walking into a room, as if her presence were as tall as the ceiling. Like a supernova. She was funny, and loud, and even if she wasn’t as tall or as regal as Evie, she made herself noticed even in the most crowded hall of the school.

           Carlos liked Victoria, there wasn’t a reason why he shouldn’t, except maybe that every time she showed up, Jay would turn his head to look at her and ignore him completely. If they were supposed to be working on their homework together, Jay would change their plans to walk her to the Gryffindor tower; if he ran into her in the library, he would talk and joke with her until they were kicked out by the librarian, even if he had been there with Carlos and the girls. If Victoria so much as walked into the same room as Jay, he would try his hardest to catch her attention and sweet-talk her, telling her how good she was at Quidditch.

           So yeah, Carlos liked Victoria, but only when Jay wasn’t around. He thought that maybe he could cope with that whole situation if it weren’t for Evie, who was in a very similar position as Jay’s, although in her mind, Victoria’s cool smile was replaced by Charming’s conceited one.

           Carlos wondered if it was an age thing, and hoped he wouldn’t be like that come his fourteenth birthday.

           “Where are Evie and Jay?” Asked Mal as a form of greeting, sitting in front of Carlos on the Hufflepuff table where he had been reading. A couple of fourth years eyed her apprehensively and scooted a couple of feet away from her.

           “Where do you think they are?” He replied, sounding as irked as he felt. Mal rolled her eyes and pulled her books out of her bag, sharing the sentiment. Carlos glanced at the Gryffindor table where Victoria sat among a group of other students –mainly boys– doing some schoolwork. Jay was sitting right next to her. 

           “He’s worse than gum,” Mal said, noticing how Carlos’ eyes would fix on Jay every couple of seconds.

           Yes, he is. Carlos wasn’t about to deny it. Everywhere and every time she showed up, Jay ditched them and flew to her side in the blink of an eye.

           “I wonder how he’ll react…” Mal crooned, a smirk on her face. It was the kind of smile that hid a secret. Carlos was about to ask what she meant when someone suddenly appeared next to Mal.

           “Hey, Mal,” came Anthony Tremaine’s dragging voice. “Do you happen to have your Herbology notes with you?” He nodded at Carlos as if he had just acknowledged his existence, his signature half-smile half-sneer on his face. Mal just shrugged.

           If Hogwarts had some sort of chart of the most popular kids in school, Carlos was sure that Chad and Anthony would be competing for the first place. Everybody in school knew about the rivalry between the Charming and the Tremaine families since Chad had been more than happy to spread his sad, sad family story to every girl who was willing to listen.

           He told the story of how his mother, former maid of his father’s mansion, had it rough when she was a kid: first her dead mother, then her dead father, and then her stepmother, who exploited and treated her as a servant. Chad’s father literally saved her when they fell in love and got married. It came as a shock to her stepmother, Lady Tremaine, when she heard that her servant daughter had run of with the man she had always wanted her own daughters to marry. And it was even worse when she realized that he was a wizard, just like her and her daughters. So, full of jealousy, she married one of her daughters to a successful wizard whose career as a St. Mungo’s Healer impressed everybody.

           So, Chad and Anthony were practically cousins, yet they didn’t get along that well. Or, at all. Carlos could only imagine how that situation must be like in their common room.

           Carlos knew the story almost by heart now, but of course that wouldn’t be the case if it weren’t for Evie, who constantly defended Chad’s actions toward Anthony Tremaine by telling the tragic story herself. Maybe that was just the reason Carlos liked Anthony more than he did Chad, Anthony didn’t go around sharing his background story with anyone. Not that he should, his own grandmother was actually the villain of the tale. In any case, Anthony didn’t go around making pretty girls do his homework in exchange for a second of his oh-so-precious time and a half-hearted smile.

           In fact, Anthony Tremaine was just interested in one pretty girl.

           It was clear that Mal knew very well what Anthony’s intentions were, but she always said she didn’t know why he was so stubborn on going out with her when there were so many other girls he could go after. Girls that actually fancied him to begin with. Evie had her own theory, as she once told Carlos, ‘He likes complicated girls. From all the girls in school, even if some of them like him already, he happens to like the only one who won’t even look his way. She’s always ignored him.’

           And yet, there he was, Anthony Tremaine, with all his might, trying to talk to Mal once more.

           “They’re in my room, do you need them now?” Mal replied.

           “Kind of,” he pursed his lips. “But don’t worry, I’ll ask someone else.” Anthony waved his hand, winking at her before walking away, ignoring Carlos completely this time. Mal looked at him as he left, expressionless. Carlos wondered if she really didn’t fancy him, not even a little.

           His thoughts were interrupted by the loud thud noise of heavy books hitting the table as Evie sat next to him, causing Carlos to suppress a yelp.

           “Hey, guys” Evie chirped with her usual smile, panting a little from carrying so much weight. “Was that Anthony? Did you turn him down again, Mal?” She grinned at Mal but only received an arched eyebrow back.  

           “Are those even your books, E?” Mal retorted.

           “Ha, funny,” but her smirk didn’t disappear. Carlos watched their interaction, maybe a little unsure of how to approach the subject. Were they fighting, were they just joking around? He was afraid he would never know the answer to that. He might be a genius (Jay’s words, not his) when it came to science and technology, but when put in any social situation and asked to follow the rules of society, he was lost. He sure was far from genius in that subject.

           “Where's Jay?” Evie quickly asked to move the conversation to safer topics.

           “Where do you think?” Mal gestured with her head at the table behind her. Evie sighed, resting her elbows on the table and shaking her head.

           “He’s got it bad, hasn’t he?”  

           Carlos’ eyes went down to his own book to continue with his homework, he was already tired of that conversation.

           “Well, it depends on what you mean by ‘got it bad.” Mal leaned on the table, looking at her friend with a sardonic smirk. “Jay’s got it bad for Vic, fact, but has he got it bad enough to do her homework for her, like someone else I know?”

           Evie froze on her spot, wide eyes fixed on her friend. “Please, Mal, don’t compare what I’m doing with Jay’s case,” she scoffed, trying not to appear taken aback by her comment.

           “Because doing Charming’s homework is so much different than Jay’s pining, right?”

           “You’re doing what?” Carlos finally raised his head from his books to look at Evie.

           “Alright, I’m helping him, so what? He’s really busy with Quidditch and he asked me to help him. Me. He doesn’t do that with anyone! He’s quite a hard worker,” Evie tried to defend herself, seemingly happy to be the one who Chad had chosen to trick. Mal rolled her eyes and huffed.

           “But he can’t do that,” Carlos insisted.

           “He’s using you.”

           “He is not! He’s a gentleman and kind and-”

           “Charming?”  Carlos suggested sarcastically, which earned him a chuckle from Mal.

           “Yes!” She cried, throwing Mal a pleading look. “He wouldn’t do that, not to me. He said I’m a very smart girl, and very pretty too. I think he likes me,” she added shyly, looking down at her hands with a sheepish smile on her lips.

           “The guy’s a jerk!”

           “I couldn’t agree more with Carlos. Charming’s is a jerk and he’s known for tricking girls into doing his homework!”

           “How would you know that, M? You don’t even talk to him, you don’t know him.”

           “I don’t have to, I have eyes,” she shrugged and crossed her arms over her chest, sure of her words. “Besides, I do know him from all you tell us about him. You wouldn’t be able to stop talking about him even if there was an Ukrainian Ironbelly dragon loose in the castle.”

           “You’re exaggerating,” Evie turned to Carlos beside her in search of some support. “I don’t talk that much about him, do I?”

           “Well, you do, actually. It’s getting tiresome,” Carlos pursed his lips “… just like Jay’s crush.”

           “Oh, Merlin. Is it that bad?”  

           “Sorry to break it to you princess, but yeah, you’ve got it just as bad as Jay”

Carlos sighed and a small cloud formed in front of his face. He was waiting in the benches of the Quidditch field, book on his lap, watching the Gryffindor practice as he waited for Jay to finish and help him with some Arithmancy homework he had been putting off.

           He watched in awe as Gryffindor’s Seeker caught the Snitch for the second time in today’s practice and released it to go after it a third time.

           It was somewhat funny how Jay had been actually astonished by the fact that Carlos didn’t get into Hufflepuff’s Quidditch team. He was clearly affected by that more than Carlos himself, even when he kept assuring him that it was nothing. He was fine, really. Making the team would have been nice, Carlos wouldn’t lie, but maybe it hadn’t been the right moment when he came to think of it, he was struggling to manage his busy schedule with the advanced classes, finding time to rest for a while so he wouldn’t pass out in the middle of the Great Hall, and still have time for a social life. He wouldn’t have the time to practice anyhow.

           He couldn’t help letting out a yawn, eyes still trying to keep up with what was happening on the field. Jay’s figure was always near Victoria’s, both of them smiling and laughing as they passed the Quaffle to each other, as flirting was part of the practice.

           Carlos was sleepily thinking about his History of Magic homework when a group of giggling girls a couple of the benches in front of him caught his attention.

           “... she really asked you out? Oh Merlin! What did you do?” They had their heads close together in secrecy.

           “Well, I was flattered, even if I’m not into girls.”

           “Gigi, If Victoria ever asked me out on a date I would probably die right there and then.”

           “You have a boyfriend, Clara!”

           “True, but have you seen her?”

           The girls chuckled at the last comment, turning their heads at the field again, where the Gryffindor team was now on the ground having one final team huddle. It occurred to Carlos that some of the girls weren’t there to please their eyes with the male players only, as he had first thought. Female players were also attractive.

           “I heard that a guy in fifth grade asked her out,” the girl named Gigi said.

           “Let me guess, she said no.”

           “Pfft, of course she said no, she’s gay, that’s not even a secret. Boys are just too oblivious or stupid to notice it,” Clara added.

           Gay. He wasn’t new to the concept, he was reminded of the models that his mother hired to promote her clothing, the young men with stylish long legs and tiny waists that looked too fragile to touch; Carlos remembered the conversations he overheard between them when he wasn’t paying attention to his books, talking about nothing but boys. Carlos hadn’t give it much thought at the time, he'd thought it was normal. However, he never considered that girls could also be gay, that much was new to him. But if Victoria was gay, then, well, that would explain a few things.

           He’d noticed that Victoria never accepted going out with any of the boys who asked her, and that she seemed much more touchy-feely with other girls than with boys. Carlos looked at her body language as Jay tried to lure her into his charms –he had seen every phase of Jay’s flirting technique in the last few weeks–, but she was completely unaffected by it. Jay was subtly but unmistakably flexing his arms as he talked to her, but she simply took a sip of her water bottle, eyes closed, not even noticing the show Jay was putting up for her. That must be why she talked to Jay with an easiness uncommon in other girls who were crushing over Jay; she wasn’t attracted to him. Victoria was into girls. How was realizing that just now?

           “Carlos!” Jay’s voice broke his train of thought, jogging towards him to pick up his bag with a bright smile on his face. For some reason he had a bad feeling about it. “Hey man, I’m heading to the common room with Vic for a moment, you don’t mind right?” He asked, way too hopeful.

           This was not the first time that Jay did something like that, but this time the hurt stung a little more than usual. “Are you really ditching me again?” He frowned “You were the one who asked me if I could help you, and I told you that I was busy, but you insisted.”

            “I know, I know, and I feel terrible.” Jay looked back to where Victoria stood talking and smiling to another girl from the team (whose blushed cheeks didn’t seem to be caused by the effort of the practice, Carlos noticed). “It's just that we're having this Halloween themed party in the common room and Vic asked me if I wanted to go, and, well, I said yes, and I do sort of... want to go with her. ” And there it was, Jay gave him one of those pleading smiles he used when he wanted something.

           He hated himself for being so weak “Fine, go, but-”

           “Thanks man, I own you one!” Jay didn’t let him finish, rushing immediately towards Victoria who was waving at Carlos with a smile on her face. He smiled back at her.

           “But there’s something you need to know…” Carlos pursed his lips, watching them both walk out of the field. Saying he had a bad feeling was an understatement.

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Harry Potter AU Characters Part 3

This is my opinion on what characters from other tv and movies shows would be like in Harry Potter.

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Matthew Ryan James “Matt” Murdock

-Blood Status: Muggleborn

-House: Gryffindor 

-Best Class(es): Defense Against the Dark Arts

-Wand: Fifteen inches, Ebony, Dragon Heartstring

-Patronus: Phoenix

-Quidditch: Keeper

-Bio: Born to a muggle, boxer father and a mother who left at the earliest chance to become a nun. Matt was well on his way to becoming a muggle lawyer when he got his letter three weeks before his eleventh birthday. His father was surprised and proud. He had a wizard for a son, how many people could say that. But the summer before third year, when they were getting Matt’s supplies, the Apothecary blew up because of a bomb Death Eaters planted. Everyone (including Matt’s father) except Matt was killed. Matt was only blinded permanently. In fifth year, Matt made it onto the Quidditch team as keeper. Even though he could not see, the chemicals that blinded him enhanced his other senses. After Hogwarts, Matt became a wizard lawyer and a proud member of the Order of Phoenix to combat the Dark Lord and Death Eaters for the pain they had caused him and his father.    

Franklin Percy “Foggy” Nelson

-Blood Status: Muggleborn

-House: Hufflepuff

-Best Class(es): Transfiguration

-Wand: Fourteen inches, Willow, Unicorn Hair

-Patronus: Black Lab

-Quidditch: Commentator 

-Bio: Foggy received his letter five months before his eleventh birthday. His parents were both surprised and delighted that they had a wizard as their only son. While on the train in first year, he met another Muggleborn by the name of Matt Murdock. They became best friends and have been inseparable since. At the start of fifth year Foggy became the commentator for almost every Quidditch game. “And another fifty points to Gryffindor, this slimy Slytherins will never catch up.” “Mr. Nelson” After Matt becomes blind, Foggy is very supportive and is there for him. Even going so fas as to offer for Matt to stay with him over the summer, of course, Foggy’s parents agree and take Matt in as a son. After Hogwarts, Foggy becomes a Wizarding lawyer and he and Matt open up “Nelson and Murdock: Attorney’s at Law.” He also joins the Order of Phoenix and uses precautionary measures to make sure that his parents are kept safe.   

-Victor James “Vision” Black

-Blood Status: Pureblood

-House: Ravenclaw

-Best Class(es): Charms

-Wand: Twelve inches, Holly, Kelpie Hair

-Patronus: Humming Bird

-Quidditch: Keeper

-Bio: Born to the noble Black family, he is the younger brother of Sirius and Regulus and is often shunned like his eldest brother for not getting into Slytherin. The sorting hat sorted him into Ravenclaw for his wit and intellect. He has many friends, but one o his best friends is Tony Stark, a boy in his brother’s year that gave him the nickname Vision. He is very close to his brother, Sirius and his friends as well, especially James. He often tags along with them to make up the fifth Marauder. After Hogwarts, he joined the Order of Phoenix with his eldest brother, much to the disappointment of his parents. He became close with James and Lily and their son, Harry. When they were killed he could not believe that it was his brother’s fault and was even more devastated when his brother was sent to Azkaban. He was given Harry to watch over and raise as James had specified that if anything happened to him, Lily, or Sirius, that Harry should go to Vision.

Charles Francis Xavier

-Blood Status: Half-blood

-House: Ravenclaw

-Best Class(es): Study of Ancient Runes

-Wand: Ten inches, Acacia, Unicorn Hair

-Patronus: Abraxan Winged Horse

-Quidditch: Chaser

-Bio: Born to a muggle college professor and a witch, Charles’ father was surprised to learn that his wife was a witch and because of her lying, decided to divorce her before his son was born. In return when his mother, Alicia, gave birth to him, she named Charles after his father. When Charles received his letter on his eleventh birthday, his mother was overjoyed and took him to Diagon Alley immediately to buy his supplies. The sorting hat barely touched his head before it called out Ravenclaw. He was very studios and received outstandings in all of his classes. In fourth year he tried out for the Ravenclaw Quidditch team and became a chaser. In sixth year, he became a prefect and in seventh a head boy. After Hogwarts, he became the professor of Ancient Runes at the school and a member of the Order of Phoenix.

Erik Magnus Lehnsherr

-Blood Status: Half-blood

-House: Slytherin

-Best Class(es): Potions

-Wand: Twelve inches, Blackthorn, Dragon Heartstring

-Patronus: Buzzard

-Quidditch: Beater

-Bio: Born to a pureblood witch and a muggleborn wizard. Erik had a happy childhood until his fifth birthday when Death Eaters came and killed his parents. His mother had hid him in the closet and told him to not come out until Uncle Garrick came to get him. When he heard the fighting, he couldn’t help but peek through the door, and when he did so, he saw both his parents die. When his Uncle came to get him, he told Erik to close his eyes, but Erik didn’t listen and saw his parents bodies, causing him to be scarred for the rest his his life. From then on he lived with his Uncle Garrick above his wand shop on Diagon Alley. When he received his letter two weeks before his eleventh birthday, his uncle allowed him to pick out his own wand. He was quickly sorted into Slytherin and excelled at Potions. In third year, he tried out for the Slytherin Quidditch team and became a beater. In his fourth year, he met his best friend Charles Xavier, who taught him how to play wizard’s chess. After Hogwarts he decided to join the Death Eaters but regretted his decision afterwards. He and Charles were on opposite sides, but were still friends. After he went to Azkaban after the First Wizarding War, Charles would visit him often and they would play a game of wizard’s chess.

Henry Phillip “Hank” McCoy

-Blood Status: Muggleborn

-House: Ravenclaw

-Best Class(es): Muggle Studies 

-Wand: Eleven inches, Pine, Phoenix Feather

-Patronus: Hippogriff

-Quidditch: Beater

-Bio: Born to dentists, they were surprised when he got his letter one week after his eleventh birthday. He was sorted into Ravenclaw very quickly for his intellect. He excelled in Muggle Studies and often tutored other students in the library. He became prefect in fourth year and head boy in sixth. In second year, he tried out for Quidditch and became one of Ravenclaw’s beaters. After Hogwarts, he became the professor of Muggle Studies and a proud member of the Order of Phoenix.

Alexander Steven “Alex” Summers

-Blood Status: Half-blood

-House: Gryffindor

-Best Class(es): Defense Against the Dark Arts

-Wand: Fourteen inches, Holly, Dragon Heartstring

-Patronus: Salmon

-Quidditch: Chaser

-Bio: Born to a muggle father and a witch mother, both of his parents were overjoyed when he got his letter ten days before his eleventh birthday. His brother, who was seven at the time, hoped that he would get a letter on his eleventh birthday as well. He was quickly sorted into Gryffindor. In his third year, he tried out for the Gryffindor Quidditch team and became a chaser. He was known as a hothead throughout the school due to his short temper and often got into fist fights with other students, specifically Slytherin. Especially when soneone picked on his little bother. In fifth year, he was able to conjure a true patronus, it was a salmon. “A salmon, really? That’s not even interesting or cool.” After Hogwarts he became an Auror and joined the Order of Phoenix where he met his wife, Marian. They had two children, Noah and Vincent, who were eventually sent off to school.

 Sean Emmett Cassidy

-Blood Status: Muggleborn

-House: Hufflepuff

-Best Class(es): Transfiguration

-Wand: Fifteen inches, Aspen, Unicorn Hair

-Patronus: Stoat

-Quidditch: Chaser

-Bio: Sean received his letter just two days before his eleventh birthday. Both of his parents were pleasantly surprised and overjoyed that he was a wizard. He was quickly sorted into Hufflepuff and excelled at Transfiguration. (Although he thinks he excelled at it because he was scared of Professor McGonagall.) He often would help Peeves the Poltergeist with his pranks and mischief and would get in trouble for it often. In fourth year, he tried out for the Hufflepuff Quidditch team and became on of their Chasers, although he does not like his fellow chaser and co-captain, Sam. He finds him too uptight. They glare at each other often from across the field. The Hufflepuff Quidditch team are taking bets on how long it will take until one of them explodes. After Hogwarts, he becomes partners with Clint and they open a small broom and Quidditch shop on Diagon Alley. He also joins the Order of Phoenix.

Raven Victoria Darkholme

-Blood Status: Pureblood

-House: Slytherin

-Best Class(es): Charms

-Wand: Eleven inches, Ebony, Dragon Heartstring

-Quidditch: Chaser

-Bio: Born to a pureblood family, her parents left her with her aunt, who married a muggle professor. She was given to her aunt because she was a Metamorphmagus and they considered that a disgrace. She became Charles’ sister. They were very close growing up but grew apart as they got older. She was sorted into Slytherin almost immediately although she pleaded with the hat to put her into Ravenclaw so she could be with Charles. She grew close with Erik after meeting him. She was actually the one who introduced Charles to Erik. She excelled at Charms and became chaser for the Slytherin Quidditch team in her third year. After Hogwarts, she joined the Order of Phoenix even though Erik pleaded with her to join him and the Death Eaters so that she would be safe. After Erik got out of Azkaban, they met again and started dating. They had three children, Elliot, Oliver, and Gracelyn, all of them wizards and Gracelyn was a Metamorphmagus like her mother.

Jessica Lucy Jones

-Blood Status: Half-blood

-House: Slytherin

-Best Class(es): Defense Against the Dark Arts

-Wand: Fifteen inches, Holly, Dragon Heartstring

-Quidditch: Chaser

-Bio: Born to a muggle mother and a wizard father. She had a brother that was four years younger than her. When she was seven her family was attacked by Death Eaters and her mother tried to save her and her brother by hiding them in the bathroom closet. She tried to keep her brother quiet but he was whimpering. She was able to keep him quiet enough so that the Death Eaters couldn’t find them. After their parents had been killed they were taken in by a young Molly and Arthur Weasley and ended up having six other brothers and a sister. Jessica was sorted into Slytherin fairly quickly. He best class was DADA and she was known as one of the girls who would not take anybody’s shit, including Slytherins. In fourth year, she tried out for the Slytherin Quidditch team and became one of the chasers. After Hogwarts, she became an Auror and Order of Phoenix member for the second Wizarding War.

Scott Daniel Summers

-Blood Status: Half-blood

-House: Gryffindor

-Best Class(es): Arithmancy

-Wand: Eleven inches, Chestnut, Unicorn Hair

-Quidditch: Screaming Bystander

-Bio: The younger brother of Alex, Scott got his letter two days before his eleventh birthday when Alex was in fourth year. His best class was Arithmancy, just because he could goof off in class and then do the work after. He was an avid bystander during Quidditch games and often made the people around him go deaf from all of his screaming. “YEAH, ALEX. KICK THEIR SLIMY SLYTHERIN ASSES! SHOW THEM WHAT YOU’RE MADE OF!” which eared a lot of dirty looks from other students in the area. He constantly got into detention for picking fights with the kids in his grade especially if they made fun of his friends or the fact that he wore glasses almost all the time due to a disease that he had. After Hogwarts, Scott joined the Order of Phoenix as well as become a Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

   Peter Jason Quill

-Blood Status: Half-blood

-House: Gryffindor

-Best Class(es): Arithmancy

-Wand: Ten inches, Larch, Unicorn hair

-Quidditch: Bystander

-Bio: Born to a muggle mother and a wizard father, his mother and father were not married and he was conceived from a one night stand. His mother died of cancer when he was seven years old and he was taken from his mother’s family by a Death Eater. He was raised by another wizarding family but he never met his father. He received his letter one day after his eleventh birthday and was sorted into Gryffindor. He did well in Arithmancy just because it was an easy class. After Hogwarts, he joined the Order of Phoenix and fought against the Death Eaters that had kidnapped him.

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Keepers this time - Scorpius Where are Maggie and James? - Rose Fighting... - Scorpius Victoria really looks like me... - Roxanne Yeah that's true... - Scorpius

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plot ::

Our story brings us to the year 2017. We’ve come together for the Triwizard Tournament, held at the ever famous school of Hogwarts. However, we come for a different result than the years of past. With the fall of Voldemort and the rise of bringing the wizard community together, the Tournament has new rules and new players in it’s match. This year, Hogwarts will have a champion from each of it’s four houses, Beauxbatons will have it’s four and Durmstrang, it’s four, the twist? The American school, ilvermorny, has entered the running, also having four champions that will compete, all of which must be the age of 16 or older, no one younger will be accepted into the tournament. In the minds of those involved, there’s nothing more dangerous than each task that’s been placed before them. Nothing more dangerous than the Tournament itself, but little does the wizarding world know, the Death Eaters have regained their ranks, bringing in new believers of their cause, and soon, their Dark Lord may be on the rise again.

rules ::

OOC dram stays out, IC drama will be allowed. If OOC drama happens, come to an admin and we’ll help work it all out.

Please stay active. There will be activity checks.

After you’ve been added to the list, please post a small headcanon/bio.

If your fc is already taken, ask about twins. There won’t be a lot of twins but it is allowed if the other person agrees.

Every fandom is welcomed!

Track the tag: gv. a new tournament and gv. antooc

For this verse, students start at 13 instead of 11 and finish at 20 instead of 18.

No one under 16 can be champion.

All players are allowed up to two muses.

Please submit your app to either HALE or BELLAMY.

Have fun!

application ::

Name: [OOC] Discord: [won’t be publicly posted] Name: [Character first and last] FC: [Muse Face Claim] Year: [Only if student] House/School: [Only if student] *Champion: [Please note: each school has four champions.] Student/Faculty: [List the school which you choose to attend or work at] Subject: [Only if teacher] *Prefect/Head Boy/Girl: [Two prefects per house, must be 5th or higher, 1 head boy and 1 head girl, must me 7th] Quidditch Position: [Only if your muse plays]

*please note that all hogwarts champions are officially taken! *head boy and head girl are taken! *We are no longer accepting Hogwarts students!

players ::

           CHAMPIONS :

→    Hogwarts:

Bellamy Blake - 7th Year - Gryffindor - 20 - Beater - Bob Morley: @PORTECTORISMS.

Jessica Jones - 7th Year - Slytherin - 20 - Beater - Naomi Scott: @INFERIUM.

Simon Lewis - 5th Year -  Hufflepuff -18 - Seeker - Alberto Rosende: @REMEMBCR.

Rosette Everwood - 7th Year - Ravenclaw - 20 - Tinashe: @CONFAEDICTION.

→    Beauxbatons:

Nebi Saona - 5th Year - 18  -  Ombrelune - Beater - Samantha Bascarino: @CUPCAKEMONWRITES.

Teresa González - 6th Year - 19 - Astrid Bergès-Frisbey: @MCGICVEINS.

→    Durmstrang:

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→    ilvermorny:

Emma Carstairs - 6th Year - 19 - Thunderbird - Alexis Ren: @QUIPFCST.

Malachai “Kai” Parker - 6th Year - 19 - Horned Serpent - Seeker - Chris Wood: @DEVILWITHABROKENMIND.

           STUDENTS :  

→    Hogwarts:

Clary Fairchild - 6th Year - Gryffindor - 18 - Chaser - Prefect - Kat McNamara: @SERAPHBLVDES.

Jeremia Gilbert - 6th Year - 19 - Gryffindor - Victoria Justice: @HAUNTEDGILBERT.

Robb Stark - 7th Year - 20 - Gryiffindor - Head Boy - Beater - Richard Madden: @REVIXIISM.

Jace Herondale - 6th Year - 19 - Gryffindor - Chaser - Dominic Sherwood: @GOLDTOUCHED.

Wylla Manderly - 5th Year - 18 - Gryffindor - Nicola Peltz: @LOSTFLARES.

Octavia Blake - 5th Year - 18 - Gryffindor - Marie Avgeropolous: @kcmuses.

Hale Ashwood - 7th Year - 20 - Slytherin - Casey Deidrick: @RUNEDSOLDIER.

Mack McKnight - 6th Year - 19 - Slytherin - Keeper - Matthew Daddario: @ACQUIREDCRAVING.

Damen Hera - 7th Year - 20 - Slytherin - Ryan Hawley: @VIIRID.

Isabelle “Izzy” Lightwood - 5th Year - 18 - Slytherin - Seeker - Emeraude Toubia: @HEARTWHIPPED.

Elizabeth “Betty” Cooper - 4th Year - 17 - Slytherin - Lili Reinhart: @SERPCNTADJACENT.

Teagan Byrne - 7th Year - 20 - Hufflepuff - Head Girl - Cintia Dicker: @BLIGHTCD.

Jeyne Westerling - 7th Year - 20 - Hufflepuff - Prefect - Shay Mitchell: @INFERIUM.

Etta Martinez - 7th Year - 20 - Hufflepuff - Gina Rodriquez: @JVSTOLDNEWS.

Karen Page - 7th Year - 20 -Ravenclaw - Deborah Ann Woll - @YOUCANTKNOWTHAT.

Alec Lightwood - 7th Year - 20 - Ravenclaw - Prefect - Joe Collier: @HEARTGUIDED.

Clarke Griffin - 6th Year - 18 - Ravenclaw - Prefect - Eliza Taylor: @DESTROYSWORLDS.

→    Beauxbatons:

Aurora de Martel - 7th Year - 20 - Ombrelune - Prefect - Rebecca Breeds: @LADAMEDEMARTEL.

Nikoline Kristofferson - 7th Year - 20 - Ombrelune - Anastasia Tsilimpiou: @XDRAGONSOFAVALORIA.

→    Durmstrang:

Nikolaj Kristofferson - 7th Year - 20 - Dyr - Prefect - Bradley James: @XDRAGONSOFAVALORIA.

→    ilvermorny:

Anthony Parker - 7th Year - 20 - Horned Serpent - Jack O’Connell: @NEGATESWAR.

          FACULTY :  

→    Hogwarts:

James “Bucky” Barnes - 30 - Defense Against The Dark Arts - Head of Slytherin - Sebastian Stan: @HEARTERASCD

.Magnus Bane - 28 - Charms - Head of Ravenclaw - Godfrey Gao: @ofdemonicmagic.

Camille Belcourt - 29 - Astronomy - Head of Hufflepuff - Kaitlyn Leeb: @FANGEDFATALES

→    Beauxbatons:

Diana Prince - 30 - History of Magical Artifacts - Gal Gadot: @SPICEANDSUGAR.

→    Durmstrang:

Niklaus “Klaus” Mikaelson - 28 - Headmaster - Defense Against The Dark Arts - Joseph Morgan: @ORIGINALLYMIKAELSON.

Salem Saberhagen - 43 - Alchemy - Henry Ian Cusick: @DENOFVOICES.

→    ilvermorny:

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