#alternate hogwarts house sorting

[ravenclaw-draco]

How I Think Ravenclaw Draco Would Work

~five minutes into Draco’s sorting~

Sorting Hat: I heard you the first hundred times, child, but your value for wit and intellect is just as compelling as your value for ambition and—

Draco: Oh sod off, you crusty old artifact! Just put me in Slytherin before you wither away completely!

Sorting Hat:

Draco, a minute later at the Ravenclaw table: >:(

[kay9leo]

#MCtober2024 - Week 3 Alternate House AU

Based on lamieboo's #MCtober2024 event (click on #MCtober for more info).

When I first checked out Pottermore when it came out and did the house sorting quiz, I would always end up being a hat stall and could pick either Gryffindor or Hufflepuff. Most of times I would take it on other sites, my end result would essentially be GryffinPuff.

So here we have Iñaki (since she is sort of based off my younger self) in the two alternative houses that she could be in if she wasn't so dead set convincing the sorting hat to put her in Slytherin to avoid making friends.

Gryffindor AU - Relationship Changes

Imelda Reyes

I think that as a Gryffindor, she would be Imelda's worst nightmare. While Iñaki isn't much of a Quidditch player back in the States, in the UK, she end up joining the sport when Natty convinces her to try out for the chaser position. She ends up being one of the best chasers Gryffindor has had in a while. Where in the main universe where she is a Slytherin and is Imelda roommate who eventually becomes as close to her as a sister due to their shared Hispanic culture and a friendly sibling-like rivalry, as a Gryffindor (and to a minor extend, as a Hufflepuff) her relationship with Imelda is one of a frienemy rivalry where the two girls are always trying to one up each other and they have a mutrual respect for each other.

Natsai Onai

In Gryffindor, Natty becomes Iñaki main to-go person, moreso since when she is in Gryffindor, Natty is Iñaki's roommate. The two are the last people who you expect to get in trouble or go hunting down for evidence since while on the surface, they seem like goody-two shoes, it allows them to use that cover to get out of more trouble than most people expect they would get in. Where when Iñaki was in Slytherin in the main universe and was two peas in a pod with Sebastian, in this universe, you wouldn't find Natty without Iñaki  and vice versa. You would somethings hear more tales of a strange spotted big cat (aka Jaguar Iñaki) hanging out with a strange deer creature (aka Gazelle Natty) in the Forbidden forest.

Sebastian Sallow

Where in the main universe where he and Iñaki are two peas in a pod, best friends that you've ever seen, in the Gryffindor AU, to Iñaki, Sebastian is someone she sort of sees as a rival since their DADA duel and someone she would be sassy with. There are less conversations between the two compared to when she is in Slytherin due to the two house being rivals and also because she doesn't spend as much time with him compare to the Slytherin Iñaki. Sebastian is the one who seeks her compared to when she is in Slytherin (they both equally seek each other out). In short, Sebastian has his work cut out for him to be Iñaki's friend instead of rival, never mind being her main person in this AU. Heck, he even has a hard time being her rival since Imelda called dibs on it first due to quidditch.

Hufflepuff AU - Relationship Changes

Poppy Sweeting

The two were assigned to be roommates and they click pretty fast after bonding together over a cat that was sleeping on Iñaki's bed. The difference between Iñaki being in Slytherin and in Hufflepuff with her is that in Hufflepuff, the two girls tend to sneak out to have late night convos in the kitchens and Iñaki ends up showing Poppy her jaguar form before offering to teach Poppy to be an animagus when Poppy gains interest in learning how to be one (Poppy ends up being either a Great Pyrenes or Hippogriff because of this reddit post). They end up being known as the oddball duo in the school and you can commonly find them in the Beasts outdoor classroom.

Sebastian Sallow

As far as Hufflpuff Iñaki goes, she is on better terms with Sebastian since there isn't a House rivalry to be concerned with. She does find it more annoying since Sebastian assume loyalty is due to her house and not just being her friend. While he is her friend, he's not directly her main person to go to - that honor belongs to either Poppy or Natty (depending who she finds first). Their banter is more like of close classmates rather than friends and it takes a longer time for Iñaki to let him in surprisingly enough (compared to her Gryffindor self) since while they do team up in Crossed Wands, Iñaki doesn't really think much about him unless he looks for her since there isn't really a house rivalry between them to keep her attention on him. To Iñaki, Sebastian is another classmate and who happens to be friendly and it will take the entire school year before they end up becoming close friends (which is why Iñaki says that line to him in the pic, she does consider him a good friend by that point). Just know, Sebastian is always the first one to offer being her partner in class since it's the only way Iñaki will actually speak to him - he simps harder for Iñaki here to be her friend while the rest of the class thinks his not-so-secret crush is so obvious (to the point, Iñaki is wondering about it as well). In Slytherin ironically enough, it is the easiest for him to hide his crush for her since they are always together unlike when Iñaki is a Hufflepuff where he's trying to get her attention to be seen as more than a classmate and trying to be her friend.

[marauder-misprint]

Hi,

I like your writings very much, so I came with a story request.

I was thinking of something between the fem!reader x Sirius in the Marauders alternate universe. I leave the gaps to you of course, what I have in mind is something like this:

The reader is in the Syltherin building during Hogwarts and in the years before she graduated she was in love with Sirius and they were together a few times. but she was never liked or appreciated by the marauders because of her house and friends. Then there was a death eater. But she never went to Azkaban. She has close relations with the Malfoy family, they are like family. (the reader could be Draco's godmother etc.)

Voldemort may not return in this time period, so Sirius and Lupin are still alive and everything is fine at Hogwarts; For example, Harry stays with Sirius during the summer vacations (some good things) **But there is a new transfer to the school. The reader's son arrives late at school and enters the Syltherine (he comes from Beauxbatons or Durmstang because his mother, the reader, has business in another country. Obviously the detail here is not very important :D)

I've given a lot of background details, but what I really want to read from you is that after the reader's son arrives at Hogwarts, there will be a parent-teacher meeting or a ball or whatever you can think of that will bring all the parents back to school. No one knows who the father of the reader's son is (except the Malfoys), but Sirius and Lupin suspect Rosier or Crouch, but the boy's jet-black hair and slanted eyes tell a different story. - I think Remus would be the first one who would have something in his head when he saw the boy for the first time. I would also like to see the reader x Sirius encounter who hid this forbidden relationship child for years.

I wrote too long but I think we needed a background story, I would be happy if you write it. I'm excited to read it as soon as possible.

Much much love.

Hi! Thank you so much for this request! I hope I did it justice. ❤︎ I really really like this concept and enjoyed writing it

'He looks like his father'

part two

Sirius Black x fem!Slytherin!reader

3.6k words

cw: mention of war, y/n y/l/n, angst if you squint?

Your son often asked about his father. You understood his curiosity about the man he never met and whose identity few knew. When he asked about his father’s name, you told him it was irrelevant as his father was dead; you actually had no idea about Sirius’ status, but the lie was the easiest thing. As for your son’s other questions, you kept things vague. There were some things that were just so definitive of him. 

After telling him a story about Sirius and the better parts of him, you would let your thoughts linger on your past. 

Your parents were friendly with select pure blood families, including the Blacks. At parties, you’d be put in a room with the other children. Narcissa and Andromeda Black took a liking to you. Those parties were your first interactions with Sirius, although he didn’t give you much attention then. As you got older, you were more friendly, but you still stayed mostly with the girls. 

A lot of that friendliness vanished the moment you were sorted into Slytherin and Sirius into Gryffindor. You knew there had to be some residual amicability between you as you fell victim to the Marauders’ pranks far less than other Slytherins. By third year, you and Sirius were consistently getting into loud arguments in the corridors and the occasional duel. And then something changed in fifth year. There was a heated debate and harsh words were exchanged, yet somehow you ended up in a broom closet with Sirius. 

You had thought the rest would be history. But that wasn’t how life worked out. It was an on-and-off relationship filled with petty breakups and crawling back with half-assed apologies. You knew his friends had more influence over your relationship than you would’ve liked, but they were Sirius’ chosen family and you were a reminder of his birth family. His friends were never particularly nice to you. They judged you for your pride and hated you for your friends. They acted like you personally chose your house and family name. 

Right out of Hogwarts, you became a Death Eater at the urging of your parents and friends. You followed along with the rules and fought when requested. But as soon as you found out you were pregnant, you ran. In a foreign country, you burned your arm until the dark mark was indiscernible, although the magic within it still burned. You covered the burn with new tattoos. 

You lived in various countries throughout Europe with your son, naming him Perseus after the constellation. It was the only Black tradition you carried on. 

Your work as a curse breaker required you to visit England. You weren’t sure what possessed you to do it, but you reached out to Narcissa. She was ecstatic to hear from you and immediately invited you to the Malfoy Manor. You accepted on the condition that your son also be welcome. She was delighted to find out that you had a son, telling you she had one as well. 

“Dear, it’s so lovely to see you!” Narcissa exclaimed as you arrived at Malfoy Manor with Percy holding your hand. “This is Draco.”

Her son was standing at her leg, clutching her robes with a death grip.

“Hello, Draco,” you said, addressing the small white-blonde child. “This is Percy. I think you two will be friends.”

Your dark haired son extended a hand to Draco, who looked up at his mother for assurance. Narcissa nodded. Then Draco let go of her and took Percy’s hand. Then they were running off somewhere to play. 

“Would you like some tea?” Narcissa offered.

“That would be lovely,” you answered, following her through her home.

Over tea, you caught up on everything that had happened since you disappeared, including the downfall of Voldemort, the death of the Potters and the Malfoys’ avoidance of Azkaban.

“Enough of that heavy stuff. I must know. Is there a man in your life?” Narcissa asked, slowly stirring her tea. 

You laughed. “No, Cissa. I travel too much for work.”

“Then, pray tell, who is little Percy’s father?”

You gave her a pointed look. “If I tell you, you can’t tell anyone. Percy doesn’t know and thinks that he is dead.”

Narcissa leaned over the table, more intrigued than ever. 

“I won’t even tell Lucius. Who?”

“Your cousin. Sirius.”

She gasped. “No!” 

“Please, you must’ve thought it as soon as you saw him,” you teased. Percy shared many of his father’s looks, including his signature dark curls. 

“That means that Draco and Percy are practically cousins! Oh, you must visit more often, dear. You’re literally family!”

You smiled. She had taken the news better than you expected and this first visit was the beginning of a tradition. Although your work kept you traveling around Europe, you would visit Malfoy Manor for Christmas and periodically throughout the summer. Because your work kept you around eastern Europe, you enrolled Percy in Durmstrang when he came of age. You were sad to cut his dark curls to fit the uniform, but you knew he needed an education and the firm hand that Durmstrang was known for.  

Then opportunity presented itself: a job offer that would settle you in England for a few years. You discussed it with Percy. It would mean transferring to Hogwarts and leaving all of his friends. 

“But I’d get to go to school with Draco?” he asked excitedly.

You nodded and it was quickly decided. He would transfer. You wrote to Albus Dumbledore to make it all official. You started telling Percy more stories about your time at Hogwarts, how you were in Slytherin, just like Draco is and as Lucius and Narcissa were, and how his father was in Gryffindor. You told him about Hogsmeade and the Forbidden Forest. 

“Our rule stays the same, Percy. If you’re going to break school rules, don’t get caught.”

Percy laughed and ran a hand through his chin-length hair. 

“Can I grow my hair out? What’s their uniform?” he asked, sounding hopeful at the potential of keeping his curls. 

“Grow it as long as you’d like. But for the love of Merlin, wash it and take care of it. I won’t be having you look like a ghoul.”

---

After James and Lily died and Sirius arrived at their house, he found Harry and didn’t let go. He took the boy and went to Remus; it was all he could think to do. As beyond furious at Peter and ruined as he was, saving his godson was his priority. He and Remus agreed to raise Harry together. The boy with the lightning shaped scar grew up knowing love, knowing of his parents’ story and knowing of the magical world. 

“Did you read Harry’s letter?” Remus asked, walking into the kitchen.

He had read it when it arrived earlier that morning and left it on the table for Sirius. It was the first one after sending Harry off to Hogwarts that fall.

“What’d he say?” Sirius replied, not looking up from the Daily Prophet he was reading. 

“There’s a transfer student from Durmstrang. Apparently he’s close to the Malfoys.”

Sirius hummed. It wasn’t that he wasn’t interested in a transfer student. They were pretty rare among the wizarding schools. The student being close to the Malfoys, although a point of interest, wasn’t something he cared for. 

But after a minute, he asked, “Well, what’s the boy’s name?”

He knew that Remus wouldn’t have brought up the boy unless there was something more intriguing about him.

“Percy… Y/L/N.”

Sirius slowly set down the paper and looked at Remus with a stony expression.

“Oh. She has a kid then.” He cleared his throat. “Makes sense that he’s close with the Malfoys then. Death Eaters, the bunch of ‘em.” 

“Who do you suppose is the father?” Remus mused. He knew he should tread lightly on the topic, but he was genuinely curious about what Sirius thought of his Hogwarts fling having a kid.

“Dunno. Junior?” Sirius offered without much conviction.

“I was thinking maybe Rosier… Suppose they both have that idiot recklessness that she likes.”

Sirius frowned at Remus, knowing that dig was aimed at him as well. He was one who returned to you time and time again, despite what his friends convinced him was his better judgment. 

“When was the last time you saw her?” Remus asked as he put a kettle on the stovetop. 

Sirius froze for a moment. There had been a night a year after they graduated when they ran into each other at a bar. The combination of residual feelings, alcohol and stress of war brought them together for the night. Sirius hadn’t told anyone about it and planned on taking it to the grave.

“Not since graduation. Now that you mention it, I think she was getting cozy with Rosier back then,” Sirius said, picking his paper back up.

“Would be a shame if it was him though.”

“Why’s that, Moony?” There was an edge to his voice.

“Moody took care of him pretty quick, didn’t he? Probably didn’t even know he was going to be a dad. And the boy’s grown up without a father.”

Sirius scoffed. “Better no father than him.”

---

Sirius and Remus were usual supporters of the Gryffindor quidditch team, especially since Harry was seeker. They attended every match Gryffindor played, apparating into Hogsmeade and walking to the pitch. The Malfoys also regularly attended games to support Draco. When Narcissa insisted that you come to a match with them, she didn’t consider that Sirius might be there. 

You were greatly enjoying yourself. Quidditch was always entertaining and it was nice to see some of your old teachers. You would’ve been lying if being back at school didn’t raise various feelings, but it wasn’t something you were going to deal with right away. After Slytherin’s win, you followed the Malfoys down to the ground to greet Draco. You didn’t even notice when you passed Sirius and Remus, who were waiting for Harry to find them. 

“Huh… looks like she’s here,” Remus muttered, nudging Sirius and jutting his chin in the direction you were walking. 

Sirius didn’t say anything. He hadn’t expected to see you. He was also taken aback by how good you looked; he was rendered speechless. 

Then a boy pushed between the men.

“Sorry,” he said quickly, turning to give them a brief smile. Then he started to run again. “Oi! Mum!” he called. 

As Sirius watched you pull the boy decked in Slytherin gear into a hug, Remus had to take a double take. The dark curls, the striking grey eyes, the smile. There was one thing on Remus’ mind: that was not Evan Rosier’s son.

“Percy!” you exclaimed. “Oh, your hair!”

“Looks good, don’t it?”

You gave Narcissa an amused look before saying, “Just like your father’s.” 

“Aunt Cissa, Uncle Lucius! Hey!” Percy said, breaking out of your hug. “Wasn’t Draco brilliant?”

As Percy talked with the Malfoys, you spotted Remus and Sirius over his head. Your breath hitched at the sight. With them was James Potter? Or that’s what you thought. Except this James was still 15 and very much not dead. You looked away from them, trying to listen to the conversation happening around you. Your mind, however, drifted to Sirius and the fact that he was here. It was the closest Percy had been to his father ever. And this was not the moment for Percy to find out his dad was, in fact, not dead. 

“Butterbeers in Hogsmeade?” Narcissa offered the group, which was slowly growing as more of the Slytherin team and their parents gathered.

The group eagerly agreed. For some reason, you glanced back at Sirius and Remus. The James-boy had disappeared and they were both looking at you. You reached for Narcissa’s arm.

“I’ll meet you there. I have to talk to some people first.”

She followed your gaze to Remus and Sirius. She nodded and ushered the group ahead, including Percy. You walked toward the former Gryffindors. 

“Didn’t expect to see you two here,” you said dryly.  

“My godson invited us,” Sirius said firmly. Now that you were standing in front of him, he had conflicting feelings.

“Your godson?”

“James and Lily’s son. Harry,” Remus explained. 

He assumed you knew of the Potters’ passing. Everyone did. It was what ended the war.

You nodded. “James 2.0 from the looks of it.”

Sirius laughed, “Yeah, he gets that a lot.” He paused, giving you a once over. “So, you’re here.”

“Yeah,” you said, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. “Cissa invited me to watch Draco-” Sirius made a face. “-and I thought it would be good to see my son.”

“Your son? You have a kid?” Remus asked, pretending as if he and Sirius hadn’t known about this through Harry’s letters.

“Is that so hard to believe, Lupin? Potters’ had a kid. Why can’t I?” you asked defensively. 

“So, erm, your husband stay home then?” Sirius asked, not letting Remus respond. 

“Don’t have one.”

“Boyfriend?” Sirius furrowed his brows. 

“No.”

“No father-figure in your son’s life then?” Remus asked with his arms crossed. 

“He went to Durmstrang. Got plenty of guidance there. He’s fine. Plus, there’s… Lucius. If he even counts,” you said with a sigh. “How have you two been? Raising Harry as exhausting as Percy’s been?”

“Percy?” Sirius repeated. 

“Merlin, Black, my son. Perseus.”

“Like the myth?”

“Like the constellation.”

That was an interesting tidbit of information, Remus thought.

“If you don’t mind me asking, who’s his father then? I don’t recall you having a boyfriend when we graduated,” Remus inquired, feigning his curiosity. At this point, he was 90% sure that he was standing with both parents right now. 

He got the confirmation he needed as your face immediately dropped into something cold.

“That’s a rather personal question, Lupin.”

“Well?” Sirius followed up. “Who is it?” 

You didn’t answer. You opted to keep the cold expression on your face until one of them changed the topic. Remus wasn’t going to drop it though. 

“He looks like his father, doesn’t he? Bit uncanny. Just like how Harry looks like James.”

You clenched your jaw, narrowing your eyes at Remus. Seeing your son once, Remus picked up what Lucius and countless others missed. 

“Who does he look like?” Sirius asked Remus, making Remus laugh. 

Of course Sirius didn’t see himself in Percy. You never can see how someone looks like you, but to Remus, they were incredibly similar. It didn’t help that when Percy had ran past them, Sirius had been paying more attention to you than your child. 

“You,” you breathed. You didn’t want Remus to be the one who told Sirius.

Sirius coughed, turning back to you.

“Excuse me?” he croaked.

“Percy looks like you,” you clarified as you looked him in the eyes.

“He looks like his father?” Sirius whispered to himself as he slowly pieced it all together. “I have a son?”

You nodded, returning your expression to its previous coldness.

“Which I don’t understand. Pads, you told you two haven’t seen each other since graduation and if he’s Harry’s age…” Remus said.

“Pads lied to you, Lupin,” you chuckled. 

“Just like how you lied to me?” Sirius asked you, taking a step forward.

“I didn’t lie. I just never told you.” 

“Same thing!” he exclaimed.

“I’m… going to find Harry… or something. I’ll find you later, Sirius,” Remus said before walking away. This was obviously a conversation you two needed to have without an audience. 

“You never told me you were pregnant!” Sirius continued. “In the past sixteen years, not a single letter about this?”

You shook your head in disbelief. “What would you have done if I had? It was one night of a rekindled school flame that didn’t even see the sun rise. It wasn’t like I was expecting a relationship from you.”

“You didn’t give me a chance!”

“Would you have? Would you have dropped everything for me and him?”

He didn’t answer right away and it drew a cold laugh from your lips.

“Exactly, Sirius. Remember who we were sixteen years ago. Remember what was going on. I knew you wouldn’t come so I didn’t call. And, trust me, I’m not asking you now. I’m still not calling. We are doing just fine without you.”

“What is ‘just fine’? Socializing with the Malfoys?” he spat.

“They’re family.”

“Through me. They are family, through me.”

“I’ve always been close with Cissa. She’s just married now.”

“Yeah, sure.”

There’s a beat of silence. You crossed your arms across your chest as you looked briefly in the direction of Hogsmeade. 

“Well, I told them I’d meet ‘em in the village so…” you said, preparing yourself for the walk.

“Can I meet him?” Sirius asked softly. 

You didn’t answer. Every part of you was screaming to say no, to reiterate that he wasn’t to be a father to your Percy.

“I want to meet my son.”

“Sirius,” you warned.

He took another step toward you and reached for your hand. He had a soft look in his eyes. 

“Please, if he’s really my son, I want to meet him. You hid him from me for sixteen years and probably would’ve for more if Remus hadn’t called you out.”

“What would I even introduce you as?” You couldn’t believe that you were even considering this. Too bad you still have that damn soft spot for Sirius.

“His father?”

You laughed. “Fuck no. Not only has he never heard your name, I told him his dad is dead. To introduce you as his not-dead dad in the middle of the school year? No. Plus, there’s no reason to introduce you now for you to never interact with him again.”

“Why would I never interact with him again? He’s my son.”

“No, he’s my son. You’re basically a sperm donor.”

“What if I want to be in his life?”

You pulled your hand out of his and stepped away from him.

“That’s not an option, Sirius.”

“Why the hell not?”

“Because we are fine without you. We have our life and it’s good. I don’t need you coming and ruining it. You’ll just disappear when someone reminds you how vile I actually am.”

“I won’t disappear,” he tried to convince you, taking a step forward every time you took a step back. “Now that I know I have a son, I can’t walk away from this. I won’t.”

You scoff at him. “But you could walk away from me time and time again when we were here? You could walk away from me after a quick reunion shag? You have more loyalty to a boy you haven’t even properly met.”

“I was younger then. Stupid. Give me a chance to stay in your life, his life. I promise I won’t walk away this time.”

He looked at you with pleading eyes; how you love those grey eyes and cherished that Percy had inherited them. 

“Introduce me as an old school friend. Please.”

You sighed. You couldn’t say no to him.

“Fine.”

You turned and started walking. Sirius quickly fell in step with you. You walked in silence and you felt like you were sixteen again on a date with Sirius. Except you weren’t kids anymore. You were adults and you had a kid together. A kid you didn’t tell him about.

“You, erm, you look good,” Sirius said after a while.

Your face flushed as it would have years ago. Some things never changed. 

“Thanks. You’re not too bad yourself.”

He smiled and nudged your shoulder with his. Then he let curiosity get the best of him.

“So, I, ah, obviously, I know you took the mark. What happened with all that?”

You tensed. It wasn’t your favorite subject to talk about, but you knew why Sirius was asking it. If he was serious about being in your and Percy’s lives, he needed to know what he was walking into. You pulled up your left sleeve to reveal the various tattoos that covered the burned skin. 

“I took care of it. As soon as I found out I was pregnant, I was out. I wasn’t going to put my kid in the way of a war so I went east. Made a name for myself in the curse breaker industry.”

Sirius nodded. “I fought. Looked for you behind every mask, hoping I would never find you. I didn’t want to see you dead or going to Azkaban.”

“So, erm, what do you do now? Got a job?”

“Raise Harry and help Remus with whatever project he’s working on. Got that Black fortune to fund everything else.”

“Course you do,” you said. 

Silence fell over you as you continued down the path. You didn’t know what else to say to Sirius at the moment. You didn’t know if you should be telling him all about Percy and everything you’ve told the boy about him. You decided to see how things played out between the boys before rehashing your entire life to Sirius. Leaves rustled in the wind as the path became more inclined, a signal you were almost at Hogsmeade.

“Where does… where does this leave us?” Sirius asked as you reached the entrance to the village.

“What do you mean?”

“Us. You and me.”

“Us…”

“I meant when I said I want to be in your life, in Percy’s. So, I was thinking I’d like to give us another chance. Maybe we’ll get it right this time.” 

You pressed your lips together as you studied Sirius’ face. His offer sounded genuine. 

“We’ll see how this goes,” you answer, gesturing to the Three Broomsticks. “Meet your son. Play nice with the Malfoys. And we can talk about it later.”

[sureallavnder]

stupid parties - Theodore Nott

p : gentle!theodore nott x anxious!fem!reader

s : slytherin always throw the noisiest, stupidest parties and even though you were sorted into said house you cant normally handle them as things get intense

w : fluff, shaking, google translated italian, theo being a softie, not proofread

a/n : just a softie theo moment don’t ask me how i got this out but not my 200 follower fic

prompt : person b holding person a’s hand while shaking

You were dreading tonight.

As per usual for the slytherin quidditch team they decided to throw a massive party to celebrate their 5th win of the season.

Something you always struggled with was crowds and noise and lucky for you, you got sorted into the house who throws the loudest, craziest, most unhelpful (in your words) parties.

Theo knew this and always made sure to keep you calm and safe even when he sometimes wished he was partying as it was one of his favourite hobbies.

You and Theo had been dating since he asked you to the Yule Ball in 4th year. But as most, you had crushes on each other since 3rd, and maybe just maybe there was some kind of connection from when you first met. Although you didn’t get close until Christmas break of your 2nd year when you both stayed behind at Hogwarts.

Your family had decided it was best for you to stay in school and focus on furthering your education a little bit, but you always wondered if it was because they liked not having you around.

As for Theo, he never really liked going home. He’d lost his mum when he was young and his dad wasn’t the best of people, a death eater. So it was typical of him to stay at Hogwarts for the holidays.

Theodore Nott. You’re boyfriend of 2 years. He would always spend the party cuddling you and cradling you on his bed, he had absolutely no alternate intentions. He loved looking after you. This time was no different.

It was about 10 minutes before people would normally start to pile into the slytherin common room and just on time Theo came into your dorm room, scooped you up, and carried you to his bed, setting you down. He went and picked out one of his baggiest hoodies and helped you put it on. Guiding your arms through and pulling it over your head making sure you didn’t get stuck. He swooped you into a massive cuddle singing softly into your ear. Arms wrapped tightly around you.

About 20 minutes had passed and you could tell this time felt different. The noise seemed so much more intense and it scared you. That’s when the shaking started. It wasn’t intense, but just a little. It was noticeable to you and Theo.

Theo immediately sat up and turned you so you were facing each other. He held your soft face in his hands. He spoke in italian knowing it calmed you down the quickest.

“tesoro, va bene, starai bene, sono qui” he muttered desperately trying to help

baby girl, it’s okay, you’ll be okay, i’m here

He gave you a gentle kiss on the forehead knowing it’s your favourite. You smile lightly trying to appreciate the help he was giving.

Theo then held your shaking hands and traced his thumb over them to soothe you. You turn around so your back is against his chest, not letting your hands separate.

He places a kiss on the top of your head. Thankfully this calms you down enough to block out the noise of the party on the other side of the door.

Before you knew it, it was the next morning, you had drifted off to sleep in Theodore’s arms. He had layed you down in bed and wrapped himself around you. He didn’t let you go all night.

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[nina-s0]

Sirius Black, they could never make me hate you.

Sirius Black who knew he was gonna be the heir one day and was proud. Proud to be the heir to the ancient and most noble house of black. He was proud to be his parents son. So he didn't care when his parents hurt other people. Or when his parents hurt him. Cause he deserved it. They were just preparing him to be the heir.

Only when Regulus was born he didn't understand. Little baby Regulus, with his round eyes, and fluffy hair, who couldn't help but cry when there were loud noises or when he fell, why was he being punished? He wasn't the heir. He had nothing to prove. So why did his parents not love Regulus? Sirius loved Regulus. And loving him meant that he would have to protect him. Because that's what mother and father did. They protected him. By teaching him how to be the heir.

(Sirius never realised that the black version of love wasn't love.)

Sirius saw the way his mother weilded her cruelty like a weapon. And how his father used his name and money to bend people in a whim. He saw and he learnt. He saw and copied. After all his parents were the strongest people he knew.

Sirius spent the first decade of his life protecting Regulus and when that wasn't enough he learnt to use cruelty like a weapon and his name like a promise.

(he didn't hate his parents, yes they punished him and Regulus, but his parents were human too. They made mistakes too)

When Sirius got his hogwarts letter, he promised Regulus that he would never change, he would make his family proud. He would make his parents love them.

Only when Sirius met not heir Potter but James, the boy with messy hair and a smile that could conquer the world, he realised he didn't want to be like his parents. Cold. Unapologetic. He wanted to love and smile and laugh. (grimmuald palace wasn't home to laughter, hell it wasnt even a home)

Sirius met Peter and saw Regulus. He saw a boy he wanted to protect and he vowed to do just that. (Sirius had vowed to protect Peter, only Peter didn't need is protection at all, Peter had the heart of a lion and the mind of a snake)

Sirius saw Remus and believed he was better. Better then the boy with kind eyes and a broken smile. Because how could the boy in so obviously second-hand robes even compare to Sirius?

Only when Remus helped Sirius through a panic attack (not that he knew what it was called at that time) after he was put in Grifindor he realised that there was more to him then his worn clothes. And mabey he was better then Sirius. After all Remus didn't cry or fall when he was sorted. So mabey he was better and Sirius hated it. Hated him. (some part of sirius knew, deep down that there was something different about remus, something that made sirius hate him for more then just being fundementaly better) So when Sirius used the cruelty gifted my his mother and called Remus a mudblood, he liked watching Remus' face fall. Liked watching the hurt flicker through his face.

(he didn't know what mudblood meant. He saw his mother use it and his mother's word was gospel right?)

That was the day he realised that not everything painted by the blacks was true. (no matter how hard he tried he couldn't leave the values of the black house behind, no matter how much remus, James and peter helped him)

And Sirius still struggled throughout the year and when it came to a close sirius saw proof that everything the blacks stood for was wrong.

Lily with her fiery hair and blazing ambition was just as much as a witch his mother was.

Mary with her never ending confidence, the only one who could keep up with him in wittiness.

Marlene, a half blood, with her ancient magical abilities that parred with his own.

Sirius came home that year armed with knowledge that he knew was the truth and vowed to show regulus his truth too.

(it hurt when regulus rejected him, too lost in his own fear to consider the alternative)

When regulus was sorted into slytherin, sirius wasn't surprised, he had the bruises to show why regulus belonged in slytherin after all. (regulus was just trying to show his own version of love)

Losing his brother was the last straw, there was nothing tying him to the blacks, so he did was most humans did in response to danger, he left. Bloodied. Beaten. And half dead. But he did leave. (even in his half delerious state he begged regulus to come with, only to be shoved out the nearest window and witness the blown wide pupils of his little brother. Always his little brother.)

(regulus knew sirius would never be free if their parents didn't have a heir, and he was willing to sacrifice himself for his big brother. Always his big brother)

James welcomed sirius with wide eyes and a big heart, oh how sirius loved him. (sirius' world ended when James died, afterall what can a star to without it's sun?)

Sirius accepted himself and loved remus, through his actions, willing to break the law for his friend. (he always felt they were more then just friends, but they never had time. never enough time.)

And so when they all joined the war effort he didn't have a single regret to his name. (how he wished regulus had come with him)

When James and lily got married he treated lily like a sister and James like the brother he had lost.

Remus kept him attached to life, Peter kept him lively, Marlene provided confort and Mary? Mary was off to her muggle University and Sirius couldn't be prouder.

When regulus died sirius stopped smiling and started drinking.

When Marlene died sirius stopped drinking too.

And when James and lily died? Well sirius stopped living.

He tried to get revenge for his family, only when he saw Peter he still saw the boy he tried to protect. (sirius never hated himself more)

And when remus blamed sirius, sirius never corrected him. After all, if remus loved sirius then remus would end up like everyone else who loved sirius. Dead. (sirius didn't know remus couldn't live without loving sirius)

Sirius spent 12 years in askaban believing he deserved to be punished. (and he was 9 again, believing he deserved to be punished for shaming the ancient and most noble house of black)

When Sirius saw Harry, after 12 long years, he saw Regulus. He saw a boy he wanted to protect and he vowed to do just that.

Sirius died protecting Harry. He died peacefully knowing that he couldn't save regulus, Peter, James, Marlene or lily, but at least he saved Harry. At least he could die knowing he did one thing right and his parents were wrong about him afterall. (he still didn't hate them, how could he? They were his parents.)

Sirius died proud, only, his death left remus with nothing more then the shell of the life he couldve had.

[jadeshifting]

❦ … LOCKBOX … OF … (WILDEST) … DREAMS

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if u want the KEY, here it is —> 🗝₊˚⊹♡

.　　. 　 ˚　. ABOUT ME

— i’m JADE, a very typical and normal shifter with too many DRs, too many interests, and too many soulmates (none in this reality, ew.)

— i love books and movies and anything I can devour and integrate into my identity, which I do with all of them. born in ‘05, i’m 19, and pinterest, tumblr and letterboxd haaaate to see me coming. I write— sometimes a whole bunch of nothing, sometimes things I’m convinced belong in the bible, but I still do it like my fingers will fall off at anytime

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i want a yellow diamond engagement ring .. a BIG one. i want a country house with a porch. i want a velvetine bunny rabbit with floppy ears. i want a stone house next to the sea. i want the whole sea.

and I can HAVE it, and so can you. isn’t shifting fun babes ౨ৎ

.　　. 　 ˚　. SHIFTING JOURNEY

it’s likely nothing you haven’t heard before. I found out about shifting when everyone else did (Hogwarts, which I’m sure you can tell stuck to me like tar) and lived with only misinformation for sustenance on shiftok for a loooong time (rip </3) until I had the sense to use amino, some reddit, and finally ended up on shiftblr

.　　. 　 ˚　. MI BLOG

i talk about all sorts of things on here !! like a one-stop shop for shifting & scripting—you may notice that i love to focus on scripting, though. in my ( humble ) ( NOT ) opinion, our community is oversaturated with advice that more often than not overcomplicates the very natural, automatic process that is shifting. rather that putting the simple process of shifting under a microscope, i find it much more fun to explore everything you can do with it. i take emoji anons and i’m happy to chat about pretty much anything !! you can refer to my inbox guidelines below or my “asks <3” tag for more specific examples of the kinds of questions i take

— inbox guidelines ( coming soon, PATIENCE )

— anons list

❦ … ALTERNATIVE … REALITIES

(not DESIRED, because I don’t desire things I already have or places I already go to)

.　　. 　 ˚　. HOGWARTS REALITY … school in the echoing, ever shifting stone walls of Hogwarts, excelling at forms of magic that are unknown to the rest of the world. holing up in dorms, lanterns’ glow illuminating ink-smudged fingers and invented incantations. returning to the manor in the summertime, when the fun really stars, when we twirl absurdly in silken gowns at gala after gala, kiss people our families wouldn’t approve of, take our liberties in between swaths of velvet and drenched in silvery champagne. in the end, though, it all comes down to one thing: power. the opulence, our loyalties, our endless magic. it all serves that one thing

— hogwarts masterlist

— shiftmas masterlist ( 4 hogwarts )

.　　. 　 ˚　. 2006 MYSPACE HOTTIE REALITY … thrust into fame from both my booming myspace blog and a face people can’t seem to do anything but affix their eyes on, my serious acting career does nothing to stop the diabolical antics i put on with my hot friends and my absolutely smoking boyfriend—in the public eye, sure, but mostly in the grainy hot pink sanctuary of my infamous myspace account. they can’t take their eyes off of me

— jare & i keep making headlines ( hot )

.　　. 　 ˚　. THE WALKING DEAD REALITY …

— intro

— 5 senses ( waking up there. )

— things i’m looking forward to

— what’s in my (apocalyptic survival) bag

— walking dead radio

— my DR self moodboard

— trapped with Negan

.　　. 　 ˚　. SUPERNATURAL REALITY

— intro

— hunter log 001

— lookbook

— things i’m looking forward to

— my life ( told through tarot )

— me as a perfume

— why would the winchesters let you join them? ( script inspiration )

— blueberry & sugar lemon perfume

.　　. 　 ˚　. EVER AFTER HIGH REALITY

— a guide to classes at ever after high

— lore blurb

— shoutout to my original s/o (nostalgia, apple ml)

— fairytale parent ideas

.　　. 　 ˚　. SMALLVILLE REALITY

— my dr basics ( pre-intro )

— my dr self moodboard ( Jade Apple LaRue )

.　　. 　 ˚　. NYC STAR REALITY

— musings ( things i’m looking forward to )

— yearning 4 my boyfriend when he’s away

.　　. 　 ˚　. BTS REALITY

— trendsetting

— the 4 seasons

.　　. 　 ˚　. JURASSIC WORLD REALITY

— my DR self moodboard

— a day in my life on Jurassic World

.　　. 　 ˚　. OUTER BANKS REALITY

— my DR self moodboard

— what’s in my bag?

— 5 senses ( waking up there. )

.　　. 　 ˚　. MUCH ADO ABOUT LOVE LETTERS REALITY

— DR blurb

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❦ … NAVIGATION

.　　. 　 ˚　. asks are always open and I luvvvv them, i’d be totally happy to write scenarios, blurbs, give shifting motivation or scripting ideas, or really anything else. don’t be shy & feel free to send whatever you want :-)

MUSINGS ( SOMEONE STOP HER. )

𓆩♡𓆪 — the spectral glamour girl

𓆩♡𓆪 — don’t feel guilty for your main character syndrome

𓆩♡𓆪 — there are plenty of fates worse than yours

𓆩♡𓆪 — traveling the multiverse vs traveling the world

𓆩♡𓆪 — why do we use face claims? ( on self expression vs. self acceptance )

𓆩♡𓆪 — “this is the best method” and why that doesn’t serve your shifting journey

SCRIPTING IDEAS

𓆩♡𓆪 — waiting room ideas

𓆩♡𓆪 — hogwarts elective classes to script

𓆩♡𓆪 — places to script (hogsmeade)

𓆩♡𓆪 — scripting your family ( i swear it can work even if they’re not dead )

𓆩♡𓆪 — enriching your life ( adding depth to the mundane in your DR )

𓆩♡𓆪 — the art of moodboarding ( & using it to script )

𓆩♡𓆪 — uniquely characterizing yourself ( small, important details )

𓆩♡𓆪 — luck ( aka the secret weapon to surviving the apocalypse without getting rid of the plot )

𓆩♡𓆪 — 100 scripting ideas . road trip edition

𓆩♡𓆪 — so, you wanna shift to the hunger games? ( no judgement, just ideas )

𓆩♡𓆪 — supernatural scenarios ( romance w/ Dean vers. )

𓆩♡𓆪 — grungy / haunting fem. faceclaims

ITTY BITTY SHIFTING CONTENTS

𓆩♡𓆪 — my favorite shifting experience

𓆩♡𓆪 — my “method”

𓆩♡𓆪 — struggling to escape an escapist mindset

𓆩♡𓆪 — drift & shift ( a teensy nighttime routine for the girlies that have a hard time chilling out )

𓆩♡𓆪 — some of my niche (?) DRs

𓆩♡𓆪 — what happens to my CR body when i shift?

𓆩♡𓆪 — combinations : my CR vs. my DR ( one drink, one eat )

𓆩♡𓆪 — would my DR selves get along if they were separate people? hmm

𓆩♡𓆪 — positive affirmations ( vers. holiday )

𓆩♡𓆪 — my girly engagement ring in the multiverse

FRUIT ASK GAME 🍒

— 🍒 the ask game

— 🍎 what i’m best at in my DRs

— 🥑 the most comforting part of my day in my DRs

— 🍅 secrets i’m keeping in my DRs

SLYTHERIN HEADCANONS

pansy parkinson headcanons

theodore nott headcanons

blaise zabini headcanons

blaise zabini headcanons no.2

lorenzo berkshire headcanons

draco malfoy headcanons

[holy-obsession-batman]

Batboys Hogwart sorting

The context is whatever, the batboys are infiltrating Hogwarts as students.

So those guys have such inconsistent due to changing writers plural because of universal crisis rewriting again and again complex personality that by pushing a little you can make any of them fit in any house.

The Hat gets so overwhelmed that he ends up giving up entirely and letting them choose their house themselves.

Dick goes to Ravenclaw.

Jason goes to Gryffindor.

Tim sulkily goes to Hufflepuff.

Damian goes to Slytherin.

The one and only motivation behind all their choices is color coding.

same reason the bat girls aren’t here actually, there isn’t a black, eggplant or purple house, so not interested.

Tim is mad cuz he wanted to claim the Red one, except Jason was called up first—all because Tim changed his name to WAYNE. Was he still a Drake he would have gone first, and let Jason deal with his bright yellow PTSD.

alternate lineup if Tim didn’t change his name to Wayne (hyphenated or sth instead):

— Drake(-Wayne), Timothy chooses Gryffindor (Red)

— Grayson, Richard chooses Ravenclaw (Blue)

— Todd, Jason chooses Slytherin cuz he’s claiming Lazarus green if he can’t have Red (NO WAY he’s getting yellow)

— Wayne, Damian seethingly gets Hufflepuff (yellow). It takes Dick soothingly assuring him that yellow is prime Robin color and he’s Robin so it’s rightfully his color to stop him from stabbing Jason

(Masterlist)

[princesskenny1998]

Harry Potter | Draco Malfoy x Potter!Reader ~ Spite

Info: Alternate Universe

Starting at Hogwarts, it was an unspoken certainty that you and Harry were expected to be sorted together. Growing up as twins, the two of you were inseparable, and although you loved him fiercely, being constantly lumped together as “the Potters” could feel stifling. Still, you’d promised each other that you would face Hogwarts together.

But by the time of your sorting ceremony, an argument with Harry about, of all things, a seating arrangement on the train, sparked something fierce between you. All the pressure and expectation came to a head, and your simmering frustration came out. After the bickering subsided, you left feeling frustrated and misunderstood, determined to assert your independence. In that defiant moment, a new, impulsive thought formed: what if you did something different? What if you made a choice that would shock everyone, including Harry?

When it was finally your turn to be sorted, you walked up to the Sorting Hat with your head held high and whispered, "I want Slytherin.”

The hat hesitated, as if it were reading into the motivation behind your words. "Slytherin?" it mused. "A bold choice… the potential is there, true, but you are loyal, clever, and brave, like your brother.”

“I don’t care. I want Slytherin.” Your voice left no room for argument. And with that, the hat’s brim split into a grin.

“Very well… SLYTHERIN!” it announced.

The hall filled with murmurs and surprised looks. You caught a glimpse of Harry, who was already seated at the Gryffindor table, looking at you in shock. Ignoring his gaze, you moved over to the Slytherin table, where Draco Malfoy, with his signature smirk, gestured for you to sit beside him. You met his smirk with one of your own, feeling a spark of satisfaction. This was your choice — your own path.

At first, befriending Draco was a way to add to your new, independent identity. He seemed eager to make friends with you too, given your famous last name and now that you were one of the few who had dared to do something unexpected.

“You know,” Draco drawled one afternoon, leaning back in his chair as you sat together in the library, “I think you might be the smartest Potter after all.”

“Just because I chose Slytherin?” you asked, arching an eyebrow.

“Not just that,” he said. “There’s a streak in you that I admire — the courage to do things that nobody else would expect. That’s something most people here lack.”

Draco's confidence, which often came off as arrogance to others, began to feel strangely refreshing. He didn’t spend all his time worrying about what people thought; he simply was who he was. Over time, the friendship that started as a rebellious act became something genuine. You found yourself laughing with him, sharing secrets, and supporting each other through the challenges of Hogwarts. Draco introduced you to the complexities of Slytherin house, and you saw sides of him that others didn’t. Beneath the bravado, there was an honest, loyal friend who valued loyalty and ambition.

Harry and Ron didn’t understand it. They still saw Draco as the arrogant boy from a rival house, and Harry especially could barely hide his frustration whenever he saw the two of you together. He tried talking you out of it multiple times.

“I just don’t understand why you’d be friends with him,” Harry said one day after class, his tone bordering on pleading.

You took a deep breath, feeling the familiar annoyance bubbling up. “Maybe because he’s not as bad as you think, Harry. Maybe because you’re too busy judging him to see that there’s more to him.”

“Or maybe he’s using you,” Harry retorted. The accusation hurt, especially coming from your twin, and only fueled your resolve to prove him wrong.

Your closeness with Draco only grew, and by your fourth year, there was an undeniable spark between you. You tried to deny it at first, thinking it was simply a close friendship. But one late night, after everyone had gone to bed, you found yourself alone with him in the common room, talking about everything and nothing, and he took your hand.

“I don’t think I’ve ever felt this way about anyone before,” Draco admitted, his usual confidence wavering. You could see a vulnerability in his eyes that he rarely showed to anyone.

You squeezed his hand, your heart racing. “Neither have I,” you whispered.

From that moment on, your relationship shifted. You and Draco were no longer just friends; you were partners, in every sense of the word. Hogwarts could be isolating, especially for a Slytherin Potter, but with Draco, you had someone who understood you, who accepted your choice, and who valued you for who you were, not just your famous last name.

Of course, the news of your relationship spread quickly, and not everyone was pleased. Harry, in particular, found it difficult to accept.

“You’re dating Malfoy?” he asked incredulously one afternoon when you ran into him in the corridors.

“Yes, Harry, I am,” you replied, crossing your arms. You’d expected this reaction but were determined to hold your ground.

“But... he’s always hated us. He’s always hated me.” Harry’s voice was filled with confusion and hurt.

You softened, understanding that it was difficult for him to grasp. “Draco doesn’t hate me, Harry. He’s been there for me in ways you wouldn’t understand. Just because he doesn’t get along with you doesn’t mean he isn’t a good person.”

Harry looked like he wanted to argue, but he sighed instead. “I just��� I worry about you.”

“I know you do,” you said, giving him a small smile. “But I can take care of myself. And Draco? He makes me happy.”

Over time, people started to adjust. While some Gryffindors, like Hermione, grew to respect your choice, others remained wary, still viewing Draco through the lens of rivalry. But you didn’t care; you were confident in your relationship.

Draco, too, was evolving. Being with you softened some of his rougher edges and gave him a new perspective on Hogwarts and the people in it. He still had his moments of arrogance, but with you by his side, he was learning to let go of some of the prejudices he’d grown up with.

One snowy afternoon, as the two of you strolled around the courtyard, you watched as he stopped to help a younger Hufflepuff who had dropped her books. The old Draco would have ignored her, but now, he gave her a nod and a small smile.

“You’re changing,” you said softly, watching him as he walked back over to you.

He shrugged, a faint blush on his cheeks. “I guess I have you to thank for that.”

“You’re welcome,” you replied, grinning up at him. It was moments like these that made you feel truly proud of the choice you’d made.

In your sixth year, Draco took you to the Astronomy Tower after hours, the stars glittering above as he held you close. You had shared countless moments together, but this one felt special.

“I don’t think I’ve ever told you this,” he said, his voice low and serious, “but I used to think that love was... a weakness. I thought it made people vulnerable.”

You looked at him, surprised. “And now?”

“Now, I think it’s the bravest thing anyone can do,” he admitted, his eyes meeting yours. “Loving someone is… well, it’s trusting them completely. And I trust you.”

Your heart swelled at his words, and you realized that this was exactly where you were meant to be — by Draco’s side, building a future together.

For the first time, Hogwarts didn’t feel like a battleground of family expectations or house rivalries. It felt like home.

[dufferpuffer]

Out of every odd Pottermore thing I really like the poop one.

'However, when Hogwarts’ plumbing became more elaborate in the eighteenth century (this was a rare instance of wizards copying Muggles, because hitherto they simply relieved themselves wherever they stood, and vanished the evidence)'

It's so fucking odd and quirky I can't help but love it. What a weird addition nobody asked for... naturally I have headcanons.

Most adults still don't use toilets. They aren't against toilets - it is just more convenient to not have to rush to a separate room. Magic courses through their whole body, including their colon.

Wizarding houses don't typically have a 'toilet' room until they have kids - though it usually takes the form of a hole-in-a-chair sort of thing enchanted to vanish.

Designs of Wizarding 'toilets' are different to the ceramic-bowl-and-plastic-lid of most Muggle toilets, typically more like stools. Easy to shove in a small place. Enchanting a linen closet door to alternate between linen and toilet is common, or just keeping it on a shelf like a potty for the kid.

Toilet use is less embarrassing for magical children in general. They are expected to have more accidents culturally - and their parents vanish on their behalf.

This is because children are awful at controlling their magic. So magical children go through potty training like Muggle children - learning that when they need to go, they go and sit on a toilet.

There is a second 'potty training' that comes later in life when they become good enough at magic. It's not a specific skill they're taught, they just utilize the magic they have learned for it.

It USED to be a specific skill they are taught - because they had to know it before attending Hogwarts. it was many children's first complex form of magic, the struggle to not need your parents to vanish your shit for you before you turned 11.

The first attempts of practicing this skill are daunting. It makes 'shitting your pants' an even more embarrassing accident for magical children - because rather than just a bowel failure, it is also a magical skill failure, a failure of your parents...

Hogwarts put toilets in because it was a genuine quality-of-life improvement Wizarding families were starting to copy - and was familiar to Muggleborns, who had a very difficult adjustment period when attending Hogwarts. Being expected to suddenly be able to control their magic just to not shit themselves... toilets ensured less accidents from those new to magic and those less talented at magic.

Of course, traditionalist families hated this. It was encouraging muggle culture to seep into Wizarding culture when they were SUPPOSED to be separating, it was encouraging families to become lax in their child's magical education, it was lowering the bar of skill for children... for what? To appease a tiny percentage of Muggleborns? 'I made a mess of myself in first year - it is a rite of passage-!'

It became normalized, they were unobtrusive enough that nobody makes a fuss of them anymore - but traditional families still don't engage with them, of course. Parents train their children to vanish their shit - and in the mean-time, vanish it for them.

Am I saying Draco Malfoy spent his childhood literally shitting himself and having his parents clean up after him? YES. Same with the Blacks. Who do yall think vanished their shit first - Sirius or Regulus...? Who had to keep running for Daddy/Mummy/Kreacher because they had an accident? (it was Regulus)

I think James would have had a toilet growing up, his laid-back parents liking oddities like that. Lily would have INSISTED on a toilet, as Muggleborns often do.

The Weasleys have a 'proper' muggle bathroom, with a 1970s toilet that Arthur INSISTED had to flush as if they had plumbing.

Severus grew up in a two-up-two-down, so his toilet was outside and shared with all the neighbours. He doesn't hate toilets or anything, sometimes it was a good excuse to get out of the house and have quiet for a moment, but he was eager to learn how to avoid using it like a proper Wizard. His mother taught him.

Public Wizarding buildings still don't usually have toilets. Parents are expected to vanish their children's messes.

The major exception of this is pubs, taverns and inns. You do not want to rely on drunk Wizards having magical control and the barkeep doesn't want to have to vanish everyone's fluids all night, scourgify the tabletops and seats... Having to use it is a mildly-embarrassing sign of you being too drunk, something the pub might cheer and laugh about.

Hogwarts Toilets flush - when most Wizarding toilets don't bother, being vanishing drop-toilets - as a safety feature. Students try to Vanish all sorts of problems away, to the pipes are enchanted to work out what is being flushed and kick back foreign objects while accepting waste, with significant retrieval systems for... say, a transfigured student that might get flushed. That is more difficult in a smaller space like a small drop toilet.

[dramioneasks]

HP FESTS: DramioneFanfictionWriters (Part 9)

DFW Tropes Fest 2024:

A Blade in the Earth by still_a_dragon - T, one-shot - Hermione sneaks away from Ron and Harry to meet up with Draco Malfoy mere weeks after being tortured by his Aunt at the Manor. He's been contacting her at night using magic wholly unfamiliar to her, and says he has something she needs to take down Voldemort for good. She doesn't trust him, but will do anything to end this war. When she arrives, Hermione learns more about magic than she bargained for and her fate is turned on its head by a blade in the earth.

What Dreams May Come To Be by Astrangefan - T, one-shot - Draco leaves the wizarding world as part of a deal to avoid Azkaban. Hermione leaves because she is just done with the wizarding world in general. They both end up in the same university, only they don't know each other. As it turns out, here's a lot they don't know.

Spooky Scary Death Eaters Send Shivers Down My Spine by Mykonos19 - E, one-shot - Lord Voldemort had won. The Battle of Hogwarts ended with the life of Harry Potter barely intact. Seven years later, living in NYC, Hermione Granger is approached by Draco Malfoy with information about Voldemort. Draco knows how to kill him

Every Day With You by NurseBoss - T, one-shot - Draco Malfoy sustains a concussion from a bludger during a recent quidditch match. When he wakes, he insists that Hermione Granger is his girlfriend. What if Hermione Granger, with some encouraged prompting from her friend Ginny, decides to play along with Draco's alternate perception of their relationship. Then....just what if lines get blurred and feelings develop.

More to Learn by Back_to_Fanfic - T, one-shot - At the age of eleven, only child Hermione Granger was thrilled to learn that she was a witch, and to start attending Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry. Finally, she had a reason to not feel so alone in the world. She desperately hoped this new school would yield both new learning and new friendships, but unfortunately that was not the case. By her seventh year, she had two friends, Ron Weasley and Harry Potter. When both her friends start dating girls from another house, she finds herself in the middle of a game of Truth or Dare. It turns out that despite being a top student she still has a lot to learn. Set in an AU in which Voldemort didn’t make any Horcruxes, and actually died the night he tried to kill Harry after murdering Lily and James Potter.

Where the End of You Begins by intrin6 - M, one-shot - Long ago, Bertrand Malfoy was sentenced to death by Marie Granger. Casting a curse on him, Malfoy ensures that his family will be the doom of Granger's. Now, many years later, their legacies meet at Hogwawrts. Sworn to end the Granger line, Draco Malfoy must now find a way to kill Hermione Granger. If his treacherous heart doesn't kill him first.

DFW Dramione Valentines 2025:

Pink, It’s My New Obsession by ReadstheRoom - E, WIP - “Muggle humidifiers, they turn water to steam and then sort of push moisture into the air. I used the same technique to vaporize a microdose of Draught of Peace. It’s just enough to put people at ease…” Fascinating. He’s breathing it in. “Isn’t that illegal, dosing patients without telling them ahead of time?” He groans as her thumb presses a particularly painful spot in his wand hand before quickly soothing it away with the cooling magic. “Technically, you signed your approval, it’s in the fine print.” This time he definitely hears smug amusement. “But if you are not enjoying the effects I can certainly turn it off.” “Carry on, oh wellness witch, I feel bloody amazing.” OR Healer Hermione has opened a Wellness Spa to help treat trauma, physical and mental, caused by the wizarding war. Draco is gifted four sessions with an ‘unknown’ Wellness Specialist. What could go wrong?

Use Somebody by Fromagerie (Elfminster) - E, one-shot - It's valentine's day, and Hermione has been so stressed with work she didn't even realise. When Harry and Ginny invite her to come along to their favourite muggle sex club, she takes a chance and decides to try something new. And the mysterious masked man with an excellent jawline seems exactly like the someone she has been looking for...

True North by iwasbotwp - T, one-shot - What helped Draco navigate the war, reminded him to stay strong in prison afterwards, and still guides him today? A compass. And something more.

We're gonna be timeless by Mariana_Monteverde - T, one-shot - Draco walks into Borgin and Burkes one evening and everything changes in his and Hermione's lives...

Meet The Parents by ladydreadful - M, one-shot - "Draco, just knock already." "It's your parent's house, you knock." Hermione gave him a pointed stare. Draco stared back at her with a look that can only be described as pure stubbornness. His arms were crossed, chin tilted slightly upward, and a hint of unease furrowed his brows. “Coward,” she hissed, though it lacked any real anger. Draco sighed loudly, before running his hands through his pale hair and squaring up with the door. “It’s going to be fine,” Hermione reassured him, adjusting the hem of her jumper. Draco muttered something under his breath that sounded like a mixture of “barmy” and “mental” before he raised his fist to the door. He hesitated, not turning to look at her as he asked, “Should we have a code word in case we need to leave?” Hermione laughed but when she saw the serious look on his face, she softened. “Sure. How about Merlin?” Draco nods once, his still arm reanimating and rapping against the door in three solid knocks.

How You've Haunted Me by flags_fiend - T, one-shot - Draco submits to giving evidence at his trial via Veritaserum-laced memory extraction. The resulting revelations are a surprise to everyone.

till death do us part by TeTe91 - G, one-shot - Draco knew she had arrived when the officiant's eyes honed in on a spot down the aisle behind him. The broad smile on the officiant’s face promised a beautiful sight. Although they had opted to elope without any witnesses or guests, they had agreed that the occasion warranted special attire. Dressed in elaborate robes, Draco stood with his back to his approaching bride. A soft beat hung in the air to accompany her entrance. His heart picked up, its beat drumming in his neck. Inside him, the urge to turn around to see his bride warred with the sudden anxiety of their marriage becoming a reality. OR Draco's inner monologue while he exchanges vows with Hermione.

Requiem by CLawliette - M, WIP - When darkness is all you can see, when love and death embrace, when all hope is lost... There is when lovers found. [WARNINGS: CHARACTER DEATH]

a fragment of your life by EastWindmlk  - T, one-shot - Draco is saved from a Dementor's Kiss by an old custom, a law he'd forgotten about, a gallows marriage with the last person he ever expected to agree to such a thing: Hermione Granger. Now, he is forced to live with his new wife, which he does begrudgingly. Locked in his room, he contemplates his situation and his actions.

What I’ve Always Wanted: A Valentine's Story in Two Parts by Ceilidhchaos  - M, one-shot - Hermione goes to the awards gala on Valentine's Day without her husband, but not without admirers.

Nothing by PearlButtons  - E, one-shot - I know, I know, the way that it goes You get what you give, you reap what you sow ... So touch me again I feel my shadow dissolving --- In the aftermath of the Dark Lord's victory over Harry Potter, Draco provides information to the Order. If only they'd fucking listen to him.

Dragon in a Bottle by Leahofthesky - E, WIP - Over twenty years have passed since Draco Malfoy left Hermione Granger at the altar, and now, she's sitting at his dining room table. Unfortunately for her, she’s the feast. Or is it? After transforming Hermione into an Eternal, Draco is forced to confront a past he's spent years running from—and it’s one that’s full of guilt, regret, and unfinished business. As if the weight of their complicated history isn’t enough, keeping the fiery Hermione in his life proves to be much harder than Draco anticipated. Their reunion ignites a whirlwind of emotions, dangerous foes, and dark secrets they both wish had stayed buried. With a mix of romance, dramedy and horror, Draco and Hermione must navigate a twisted new reality where their deepest feelings are tested and the stakes are higher than they ever imagined. Will they come together or be torn apart by the shadows of their past? OR Draco Malfoy, a playboy Eternal with a troubled past, makes the ultimate mistake when he turns his former fiancée into an immortal—and is forced to face a lifetime of ugly emotions, deep regrets, and a growing number of dangerous enemies. As old wounds reopen, he must figure out how to keep Hermione in his life for good—before it’s too late. [WARNINGS: RAPE/NON-CON]

Kinda Like Being in Love by teh_kris_eh - T, one-shot - When Draco is dragged out for a pub night after a long week, he thought he'd end up playing wingman (or babysitter) for his best friend. To his surprise, the night holds much more in store.

Want You To Know Who I Am by CatastrophicallyFaz  - G, WIP - Draco Malfoy is ostracised from the Wizarding World, justifiably so. Especially after the war. But, at a Ministry Gala, Hermione Granger, the one girl he has been pining for over the last decade makes a move that he couldn't predict.

Wouldn't It Be Sweet? by TotallyTalia  - M, one-shot - After running into Hermione Granger at the Three Broomsticks, Draco Malfoy immediately notices that something isn't quite right with his former classmate. Will he be able to help her finally have her 'sweet escape'?

Quilted In Your Name by Amity0813 - M, WIP - As it turns out, Hermione Granger isn’t the only first year who finds herself out of her depth at a new school with social hierarchies and cliques. Draco Malfoy is just a boy, raised to think a certain type of way about the world… but when he finally gets to school and finds out all those beliefs are lies, he has a hard time grappling with it. Or, two lonely kids both find themselves seeking solace in an abandoned bathroom on the second floor, but what they find instead is a friendship with each other.

Sun To Me by AuroraNyx - G, one-shot - Draco decides that it's time to take a stand and create his own path in life. One where he stands by Hermione's side, instead of running away from her. Now all he has to do is...tell his Mother.

Keep your friends close... by lollie2796 - G, one-shot - When the war ends and it's time to return for their seventh year. The group is so small that Blaise (Pansy) decides they need to break the ice with a game of spin the bottle.

For the Best by greyditto - T, one-shot - Hermione and Draco both demand answers from each other when she shows up in his bedroom on the morning of his wedding to someone else.

All I want is to fly with you, so why don't we rewrite the stars? by MarionAveoneLuther - T, 3 chapters - Because what was there to run from? The war was over. Her Hogwarts studies were completed. The future was waiting neatly ahead. Therapy had been attended, the right words said, the expected steps taken. The dead had been mourned, as they should be. But no one had thought to ask about the living. It didn’t matter, though, because she had left it all behind. She'd packed her hauntings in a suitcase, boarded a plane, and never once looked back. Not until now. Five years was a long time. . . . He stepped in—closer than before. Closer than he should. Close enough that she could smell his cologne—amber, cedar, and something more something inherently him. The scent wrapped around her, drowning out everything else. His voice dropped to a whisper. “You give me too much credit.” Hermione’s brain stuttered. Her chest rose and fell as she looked up at him, still not used to this new height difference or the intoxicating proximity. Then—he extended a hand. “Dance with me.” It wasn’t a question. . . . Or Draco & Hermione meat again after five years apart. Can they rewrite the stars?

Fall For Me by volchitsa - T, one-shot - So won't you fall for me? Won't you fall for me? Through a fractured existence, won't you fall for me?

Yours by The_Renegade - M, WIP - Hermione Granger doesn’t do relationships. She has far too much going on in her life that she needs to focus on - such as, being the best damn sports medi-witch in the field. Working with Quidditch hadn’t always been the plan, until she saw Ginny Weasley nearly not recover from a crash, then she threw her whole heart and soul into the process. Draco Malfoy didn’t expect to be traded to a different team half way through the season. And yet, here he is. With Hermione Granger tending to him as his healer.

Pulled Into The Void by Astrangefan  - M, 11 chapters - Draco is a healer. Hermione is a curse breaker. They are best friends and roommates. When Hermione's curse breaking job goes awry, Draco has to pick up the pieces. And one of the last pieces is telling her that he loves her and is in love with her. What will she say?

Growing Old by OrangeCrush282 - T, one-shot - In order to seduce his wife, Draco searches for a love poem he wrote Hermione thirty-five years before.

The World Is Ugly by WellCatsExtreme (ThatDarnCatt) - T, one-shot - Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger slowly working their way through the first year or two after the Second Wizarding War. Set to The World is Ugly by My Chemical Romance

Love of mine, someday you will die by Saberspooky - E, WIP - Aside from his brief stint on the dark side, Draco Malfoy lived a relatively boring life. He was finishing his last year of specialty training on the Dark Curses and Creatures floor of St. Mungo's. He volunteered at his aunt's orphanage. He occasionally went out for a drink with friends. However, all of that changed when Hermione Granger showed up at St.Mungo's bleeding out from a vampire bite and Draco, the resident vampire healer, was charged with saving her life (kind of).

A Discovery by Nomdeplume16 - G, one-shot - In which Draco Malfoy realizes something is wrong, or perhaps right.

Heart Beats Fast by Chels_Writes_a_Fic - E, WIP - Draco Malfoy is cursed with natural legilimency—a gift of magic that runs in the Malfoy line. He spends each day in agony, trying and failing to ignore the constant frivolous thoughts of his peers and professors until he meets the new girl whose thoughts are blessedly silent. As a freshly-sorted Gryffindor muggleborn, Hermione Granger is firmly on the opposite side of the war, and therefore, firmly off limits, but Draco has always had the tendency to want the things he can’t have.

Head over feet by Miamii - M, one-shot - Love can come fast and crazy. Or it comes slowly, as people change and want to be better.

Bring Me to Life by BasicHumanWrites - M, 3 chapters - Hermione Granger is on an assignment for the Ministry at Azkaban where she finds more than she was expecting--There in a cold and dirty cell below ground, barely hanging on to life, is someone long presumed dead.

(Unloveable) If Only You Could See Me by Forgive_Me_Severus - E, WIP - It was a slow change for Hermione Granger-Weasley. Hopeful girl that she had been before - and after - the Battle of Hogwarts, now she was... sad, pathetic, unloveable. That's what Ron always told her, anyway. Until a couple of wizards fell back into her life and showed her just how wrong he was. [Draco x Hermione x Harry]

you up? by westxnorthwest - E, one-shot - no summary

We'll Be Alright by Back_to_Fanfic - E, one-shot - Back at Hogwarts for their eighth year, Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy find themselves inexplicably pulled towards one another. One night, Draco runs into Hermione in the library and learns that she's struggling more than he ever would have thought.

I’m Yours by unhingedhufflepuff - M, one-shot - Magically muzzled by the Wizengamot as punishment for his inaction during her torture at his home, Draco attempts to woo Hermione Granger into making the first move.

Like Oysters and Pearls by Undercover_ballerina - M, one-shot - Draco fucked up. Truly, epically, fucked up. Hermione left him. He needs to prove to her that he has changed.

The World According to Us by NurseBoss - E, one-shot - A hidden office dalliance between Granger and Malfoy has been ongoing for months. It had always been a rushed affair whenever the opportunity presented itself. Neither one of them ever pushed for more, not that they talked about it. Ginny insists Hermione take her brother Charlie as her date to the upcoming mandatory DMLE Employee Annual Gala. She may enter with one man, but exits with another.

I Don't Want to Be Alone Tonight by intrin6 - T, one-shot - Hermione is tired of being couped up with no one but her cat (as great as he is). To stand up against her loneliness, she goes to a club.

The way life goes by emotionalsupporthufflepuff - M, one-shot - After going away on a journey of self discovery, Hermione return to England with a secret to reveal...

Caught Between Shadows by Cronebutcute - M, one-shot - Voldemort is dead. So is Harry Potter. The Ministry lies in ruins, and those who remain in Britain are left to fend for themselves in a world without order, justice, or mercy. The war didn’t end—it simply broke everything beyond repair. Hermione Granger is done fighting for a cause that no longer exists. Survival is the only law now, and she intends to do more than just survive—she will carve out a future on her own terms. That future, however, requires power, wealth, and an alliance with the most unlikely of partners: Draco Malfoy.

This fest is ongoing.

[theravenchild]

MCtober 2024

Week 3 - Amortentia

When Hellendil smells an Amortentia potion he smells the sweet scent of freshly baked pastries, the warm spice of chai and the fresh scent of the forest. Love interests, this far, would add a musky cologne or lavender to the mix.

The smell of Hellendil in an Amortentia would be a resinous pine scent mixed with bergamot.

Alternative House AU

If Hellendil were to be sorted into a house other than Ravenclaw, it would likely be Hufflepuff since he is such a kind soul who holds his friendships in high regard and puts others needs above his own. His connection with animals and creatures, especially his Thestral, is often also associated with Hufflepuffs.

However, the alternate house of his choosing would be Slytherin. He's got the clever resourcefulness and a strong loyalty to his friends and causes. His initial reason for wanting to be sorted to Slytherin is because some of his role models, his mother and Merlin, were Slytherins. If sorted to Slytherin, he would happily be able to more easily spend time with the people he becomes closest with at Hogwarts.

Genderbent Spell

On vacation and away from home last week so I did some sketching on my tablet for this. Sorry, I'm not great at drawing women/girls. XD Still mostly looks like Hellendil, but a little softer maybe? Maybe he'd wear a little bit fancier hairstyle than this if he was a girl. I definitely see him wearing the corset with pants and high boots outfit if he was a girl.

Let me just tell you all, outside of Hogwarts Legacy, he's already worn corsets as part of his mage armor. I'll throw one of those WIP renders under the cut if you all are interested.

Dividers by @rypnami. Thank you for sharing them!

[ravenclaw-draco]

So I've been having this Alternate Hogwarts House Sorting AU cooking in my brain for forever where Ron is Gryffindor, Harry is Slytherin, Neville is Hufflepuff, and Draco is Ravenclaw because of a slight change to how everyone gets sorted, but it's made clear that both Harry and Draco were hatstalls for how well they fit into more than one house (Red/Green and Green/Blue respectively) and on top of that, every dorm room has at least one person from each house to encourage inter-house unity so all four of them are roommates, causing a pretty significant change of fate because they're no longer in these like-minded echo-chambers, meaning that most of the blood purity-obsessed Slytherins are eventually steered in the right direction, even if it doesn't prevent the second wizarding war, and I have like reasoning to back it up and a serious take on it and how it would realistically work and not work, but also?? I kinda just wanna post my fun little drabbles about Ron, Harry, Neville, and Draco being little shits together and causing trouble while living their best lives

[olderthannetfic]

https://www.tumblr.com/olderthannetfic/663370772509802496/do-you-know-what-the-origin-of-the-sold-to-one

So I was looking at this old post of yours (in your fandom meta tag) and has anyone else noticed that Hogwarts AU fanfic and meta about if this or that character from another fandom would be Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw has completely disappeared? I assume that this is related to JKR’s transphobia making her (understandably) persona non grata to a lot of online queer people of the kind who dominate fanfic fandom at least on AO3 (I’m less familiar with Wattpad or other corners of fandom that are overwhelmingly cishet and writing het, and the Bridgerton drama has taught me a lot about just how out of pace a lot of them are with even elementary queer stuff, yeesh). but I was wondering if others have noticed that. It did seem to really start to crater around 2019-20 when she stopped being coy and blaming it on “middle aged moments,” and started openly making transphobic tweets and writing essays about it rather than just “liking” others’. Like when I was into Yuri on Ice circa 2016-18, it was still all over that fandom, even though people were already souring on the actual official franchise stuff such as those terrible Fantastic Beasts movies.

So I’m mostly active in anime, JRPG and Western genre TV fandoms so I was curious if this was also happening elsewhere. I’m also wondering if the fact that actual HP fandom seems to be increasingly divorced from canon (like fanon pairings of characters who never interacted in canon being the most popular lately) is related to this too.

Cuz having a Hogwarts AU used to be a sign that a fandom had Arrived. I remember in 2016 you saw people doing house sortings for the people on the frickin 538 political podcast. Now I never see any of that even with huge fandoms.

It’s interesting to me given that it feels like her transphobia hasn’t dented much of her popularity with non online nerd culture. Like the third Fantastic Beasts movie failed but those had never been good and had been declining in box office numbers already. But the Hogwarts Legacy game sold really well. You still see HP in stores all over the place with other nerd culture staples like Star Wars and Marvel. Still constantly see brands doing collabs. I often find non online friends and family, including many who are genuine allies to the trans people in their lives, who have no idea about her transphobia. Or they’ve only heard a little and assume it’s some weird insular online culture thing that is just fans nitpicking, maybe having heard about some other Twitter “canceling” over nothing and figuring it’s like that. They’re always shocked and horrified when I tell them what she’s actually saying and doing.

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Interesting question.

For me, as an Old, it just feels like Hogwarts AUs are part of my childhood, and why wouldn't they be less common now? But realistically, if they actually are declining, it does mean something.

There's no way for us to know if the "Would X be a Hufflepuff?" posts are really a thing of the past. That could be a question of whom one follows or of fans leaving one's platform. But we can at least poke at some AO3 tags and see if they show a pattern.

The relevant tags are Alternate Universe - Hogwarts and its metatag Alternate Universe - Harry Potter Setting.

There are 21,426 works in the metatag. Obviously, not everything uses the tag, but it's a starting point. (Some cursory playing with filters on big tags makes me think that maybe around 3/4 of HP AUs are actually tagged with a relevant AU tag.)

If we look at the AU tag itself, the numbers have come down in the last few years. (This year is obviously only half over, so we'd expect those numbers to be smaller.)

But we have to take into account how big the archive itself was. It's been growing significantly since it opened to staff accounts in late 2008 and then more widely in late 2009, so the overall rise doesn't mean much, but the recent drop might.

It does seem like there's a downward trend lately, but it doesn't look like it's falling off a cliff.

[usagirln12003]

Tobirama Senju: Hogwarts AU

Tobirama Senju was a Pureblood wizard that was born on the 19th of February 1890 and started attending Hogwarts on the 1st of September 1901, being sorted into Ravenclaw House.

He had a Beech wand with a Dragon Heartstring core.

His Patronus was an Arctic Fox.

His favorite subject was Defense Against the Dark Arts and his least favorite subject was History of Magic.

He was one of the Ravenclaw Prefects of his year and later Head-Boy.

Tobirama was a stern man who spoke bluntly about most topics, never sugar-coating facts or the matter at hand. He had a pragmatic approach to life, believing that many of the world's problems could be solved through well-defined rules and laws. Though his words could often come off as rude or insensitive, Tobirama himself was relatively calm and composed, rarely getting riled up or reacting emotionally. It was this that allowed him to act as a sort of counter-weight to his older brother, Hashirama's, ideals: when Hashirama would get carried away with his headstrong optimism, it fell to Tobirama to mediate and force a more realistic alternative in order to achieve those idealistic goals. Hashirama was typically disappointed by Tobirama's intervention, but he usually agreed without much protest. But Hashirama would, at times, push back against Tobirama, often because Tobirama's methods were becoming too forceful; Hashirama's rare displays of anger on such occasions were enough to make Tobirama back down. Despite how often he needed to undermine his brother and his personal opinion that Hashirama was something of an idiot, Tobirama greatly loved and respected him, and if anything wanted Hashirama to respect himself the same way he and others did.

Tobirama was a firm believer in the Will of Fire — a philosophy that held that all houses of Hogwarts were part of a family. As headmaster, it was Tobirama's responsibility to protect that family, and any who threatened the school were subject to his rarely-seen but unbridled rage. He modelled his own leadership after both Hashirama and Madara Uchiha, trying to strike a balance between Hashirama's indulgent nature and Madara's ruthlessness in order to protect the school. Tobirama wished for the students, with their disparate backgrounds, to move away from the tendency to only think about their family and instead think of the people around them as a whole. It was for this reason that he came into conflict with the Uchiha so frequently, as he felt they too often valued their own desires over others'; he believed Madara was the worst example of this tendency. Although Tobirama truly hoped that the ministry would help the Uchiha focus on the school, he was not surprised when they instead took it as an intentional slight, when that in turn led them to plan a coup against the ministry, and when the planned coup brought about their near-extinction. Despite this distrust against the Uchiha, Tobirama was ready to cooperate with any member of the family that could overcome their "Curse of Hatred"; he cited Kagami Uchiha as a prime example of such an Uchiha.

Though they only knew each other for a short time, Tobirama and Minato Namikaze, a former Minister of Magic, got along superbly. Their mutual respect for each other seemed founded on their similarities: both of them famously moving and thinking quickly on the battlefield. While their actual personalities were quite different, Tobirama was nevertheless amused by Minato's quirks. With Minato's son, Naruto Uzumaki, Tobirama was more frustrated than anything else: Naruto did not address him with the proper honourifics.

[moonyskarma]

EYESHADOW PALETTE ASK GAME 𝜗𝜚

. . . marauders dr ─ original questions by @7eventh7eaven

﹒₍🍸₎ ᯓ UNINVITED﹕

is there someone or something in your life that takes up way more of your time than you ever anticipated? maybe it's your rival-turned-lover, or a career opportunity that you never thought you'd be able to pursue seriously. maybe it's a stray cat that wandered its way off the street and into your heart. whatever it may be- how did it make itself such an important part of your routine? do you mind? alternatively, are you the uninvited presence in someone else's life? and how do they react to the space you occupy in their life?

Yes. Prophecy. A living omen, if you will. Visions like PTSD flashbacks of a place i've never been, often with people i've never met. If I could get rid of this, not be "cursed", and just be Charlie Potter i would in a heartbeat. Nothing is worse. On the rare occasion the vision isn't so bad, it's... fine. But they're pretty much always bad. Constant headaches and waking nightmares.

On the flip side—being the uninvited presence in someone else's life. Sirius. Barty. Regulus. There's too much unsaid and too much to unpack. I never meant for things to turn out like this, but in the end I suppose there was nothing to be done.

﹒₍🌌₎ ᯓ CHAOTIC ENERGY﹕

who's your go-to for when you want to let loose and have a good time? maybe you hang out at a bar or club and get drunk together, or maybe your energy together is just unmatched, and it's so easy to feel drunk on life when you're together. who helps you release your inhibitions (and feel the rain on your skin???)

James. James Potter, my brother, my favorite person. He's just so fucking bright it's impossible not to feel the warmth. Fast talking over stolen drinks, plotting wicked smart pranks, forgetting my "curse" for just a moment.

And Marlene, of course. While James is the sun, Mar's a fucking storm. Bottles clinking, never having to explain anything. She taught me how to throw a punch in second year and bought me butterbeer when i broke someones nose in 3rd year. Love her.

﹒₍🎟️₎ ᯓ NO RSVP﹕

where is your home away from home? somewhere you can just show up uninvited, because you're always welcome there? maybe it's a memory, or your childhood home. maybe you have yet to find it. regardless, describe your safe haven.

I'd have to say the Potter's. Specifically the kitchen? The kettle's always on, something in the oven, and it always smells sort of like cinnamon. Chipped mugs and Effie's kind voice, and the muggle music I introduced her to playing in the background.

﹒₍🌙₎ ᯓ WILD NIGHT﹕

describe your favorite/craziest memory of a night out. who was there? was there some type of event going on? what made it so memorable? for any public figures/celebrities/influencers/etc answering this question, did any rumors come out of this night? really get into all of the drama that may have gone down (i'm nosy!)

This one's.. gonna be kind of insane. One of those Gryffindor-Slytherin joint parties that both houses pretend they hate but they really don't. A charmed ceiling showing the blood moon and spiked firewhiskey. James, drunk too fast and dancing on the tables, calling for Lily and Marlene to join him. Regulus, late because he didn't particularly want to come, slipping his hand into mine. Sirius... reckless and drunk and angry, kissing me in front of everybody. Me leaving with Barty. The rumors.. no. I am not fond of the Hogwarts rumor mill. I didn't talk to Sirius for three days.

﹒₍🧊₎ ᯓ ICY GLARE﹕

almost the opposite of "chaotic energy"- who's the one person who never fails to bring down your vibe? an academic rival who scored just a point higher than you, an enemy, a pesky yet powerful parental figure? someone who catches the most devious side eyes and unabashed dirty looks from you. alternatively, is there anyone who feels this way about you? why do they feel this way? is it deserved?

Severus Snape. It will always be Snape. He makes my fucking skin crawl. Always has to make some sneering comment about how I've thrown my life away by leaving my Calloway life behind. I sent him to the hospital wing the first time I heard him call Lily a... you know.

﹒₍🥀₎ ᯓ FUN'S OVER﹕

when was a time you just had to lock tf in? to any degree of seriousness- from really needing to pass an exam to fighting to save the world. what was that process like, and how did things turn out? was it worth it? would you go about things any differently?

The war. The war, it's always the war. Normal outings that turn Diagon Alley into a battlefield when Death Eaters show up, tipped off by gods know who. Covered in blood—not knowing which is mine and which is theirs. Watching friends go down and clinging to the thought that I didn't foresee their death, so they can't be dead. Not fun.

sorry not sorry guys i'm gonna be posting a bunch of these im feeling really motivated about my marauders dr and i'd rather not wait for asks !! 𝜗𝜚

[haddieshifting]

modern hogwarts alternate reality

setting set in the 2020s, all canon golden trio era characters are involved with a few additions. this hogwarts is a university for young adults. based on this!

backstory i come from the moonwright family which is a legacy family in the wizarding world. the moonwrights are famous for things such as discoveries, inventions, businesses, etc. and have been going to hogwarts since it was established. my parents decided to move to america shortly after i was born due to family issues. despite this, i grew up close to the malfoy family since our parents were close in school. we see eachother during summers and holidays, with the malfoys usually coming to visit us in the usa. after draco finished his 2nd year i decided to transfer to hogwarts.

life at hogwarts i am sorted into hufflepuff and adjust easily to the new environment. i stay close to draco and his friends, however i have my own friends in hufflepuff. i become friends with a few other students in different houses based on knowing them through family and circumstance. i join the cheerleading team and theatre (yes i added more extracurriculars) i study magical fashion and textiles.

family myself, my mom, my dad, 12 year old little brother, dog named rocky

friends draco malfoy, saros malfoy (OC from this fanfic), eventually blaise zabini, mattheo riddle, lorenzo berkshire, theodore nott, luna lovegood, harry potter, ron weasley, hermione granger, angelina johnson, george weasley, fred weasley, cho chang, cadric diggory, etc.

love interest theodore nott

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