#barnaben

[ashery24]

Everything is better with you by my side

[pidgedee]

a concept: matchmaker sidequest

day 3 of @hphm-rarepair-week!

[hphm-rarepair-week]

Introducing HPHM Rare Pair Week!

Move over, MC! The real dating sidequest has arrived - you know, the one where we set up the two NPCs who are obviously perfect for each other. From August 18 through August 25 we’ll be celebrating one NPC ship every day for a week, plus a bonus 8th day to appreciate whatever NPC ship you’d like. 

Day One (August 18) - Talbott Winger x Badeea Ali Day Two (August 19) - Tulip Karasu x Merula Snyde Day Three (August 20) - Barnaby Lee x Ben Copper Day Four (August 21) - Rowan Khanna x Bill Weasley Day Five (August 22) - Diego Caplan x Andre Egwu Day Six (August 23) - Penny Haywood x Liz Tuttle Day Seven (August 24) - Jae Kim x Chiara Lobosca Day Eight (August 25) - Free Day!

You can participate by drawing fanart, writing fics, creating playlists, moodboards, or whatever other type of content you make! Tag your posts with “hphm rarepair week 2019″ and mention @hphm-rarepair-week to make sure we can find your post to reblog it here.

Rules:

- No NSFW content allowed at all.

- Angst IS allowed, just remember to tag it properly!

- Remember to use the "hphm rarepair week 2019" hashtag if you want us to reblog your post!

Most importantly, have fun celebrating your favorite npc ships! If you have any questions or comments, send us an ask and one of the mods will get back to you as soon as we can.

See you all on August 18!

[pennyisalesbian]

we were discussing ben’s height in the discord the other day and let me tell you? a whole bunch of intellectuals in this group

bonus:

[no53472]

“I love you.”

Barnaby Lee x Ben Copper

I’m still soft reading all the Barnaben fics I’ve seen on my dash recently aaaaaaaaa

@hphm-rarepair-week

[softfairies]

Day 3 - Ben x Barnaby

The thrid day!! MY BOIS!!!

I love them so much ohmygod I’m so soft??? 😔💖

This is for the @hphm-rarepair-week !! 💗

[thetiniestpasta]

so in conclusion I believe all of sixthyear!Ben’s problems could be solved with a warm hug from his Large Slytherin Boyfriend

[strangebiru]

[shinyrockalaska]

Everybody scares me but you, nobody scares me but you

A Barnaby x Ben fanfic :3

For day 3 of @hphm-rarepair-week

Word count: 1.4k

Title reference from a cavetown song called "nostalgia in my bedroom"

(I don't really have a summary)

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Ben was scared of Barnaby Lee. He didn't really knew him, but Barnaby was in Merula's gang, and since Ben was scared of Merula, he was scared of Barnaby too. The third year was a tough year for Ben because he needed to study hard to catch up with all the lessons he missed when he was stuck in the ice vault in the second year. though he noticed somewhere in the middle of the year y/n started hanging out with Barnaby. It was strange, but y/n has done all sorts of strange things in order to find their brother.

When y/n finally introduced Barnaby to their group of friends Ben was still a little scared of him, of course, but Ben was scared of a lot of things.

###

It was in the beginning of the fourth year when he actually got to know Barnaby better. The summer was boring for Ben and he spent most of the times in his room. He couldn't talk to his parents about anything that happened to him at school because they were both muggles. He couldn't talk to them about his feelings either because they never understood his fears and anxieties. But after spending the entire summer worrying about his next year at Hogwarts he was so anxious that when his parents left him on the 9¾ platform he had a breakdown.

He hid behind two trash cans all shaking and crying and barely breathing and panicked even more at the thought of missing the train to Hogwarts. 'But maybe it's better', he thought, 'being a muggle isn't that bad...'

Suddenly, he heard a voice. He looked up and found Barnaby looking at him with a worried face. "Ben? Are you okay?" Ben shook his head. There was no point in lying.

Barnaby took Ben's hand and hold it tight "It's all going to be okay, just close your eyes and take deep breaths" he said and Ben obeyed. After a while he was less anxious and he and Barnaby managed to get on the train in time. "Thank you Barnaby... I don't know what I would've done if you weren't there to calm me.." he said. They were in a train booth all by themselves. "I didn't knew you have anxiety attacks but I'm glad I could help. Hogwarts won't be the same without you there" Barnaby said with a smile, making Ben feel loved and warm.

"There you are!" The booth door opened and y/n and Rowan entered the booth. "I was worried you missed the train.. where have you been??"

"I.. I had an anxiety attack.." Ben said quietly. Y/n and Rowan knew about it since the first year but at some point he told them it was gone because he didn't want them to think that he's weak.

"Wait, again? I thought it was gone" Rowan said, confused.

"I lied to you back then.. I still have it. I'm sorry"

"You don't need to apologise.. I'm sorry we didn't noticed before but we'll keep looking out for you from now on. Don't worry, Ben. We're here for you" y/n said.

"Thank you guys, you're the best"

###

The fourth year passed, to Ben relief, without him getting hurt.

At the ending of the year there was the celestial ball, which Ben wasn't planning on going to but somehow y/n managed to convince him to go. It was rather fun, even though he sat with Rowan in the corner of the room most of the time. Ben spotted y/n and Barnaby dancing together and felt weird. He knew they were going together to the ball but felt a bit sad seeing them together. "Who are you staring at and what's with that weird face?" Rowan asked, a bit bored.

"Oh, just y/n and Barnaby.. I don't think I like seeing them together but I'm not sure why.." Ben said without really paying attention.

"Well maybe you're jelous.." Rowan suggested.

Ben was surprised by Rowan's answer but thought that they might be right. Is it possible that he likes Barnaby?

"I don't know.. Barnaby is nice and all but.."

"I meant y/n" Rowan, thankfully, cut him off

"Ah yes!" Ben said nervously, "of course. Maybe you're right"

But he knew he didn't liked y/n. Not that way.

###

The summer was, again, quiet boring, but Ben was a little more relaxed. That's because he got some letters from his friends, asking him how's he doing and telling him some stories about how theirs summer going on. He answered all of the letters except one, the one from Barnaby. He just missed him too much though he didn't really knew why.

When he got on the train back to Hogwarts Barnaby hugged him real tight. "Oh I'm so glad you're okay! I was worried when I didn't got a letter back but you're looking just fine" Barnaby said, making Ben blush a bit

"Sorry about that.. I didn't knew how to respond but I really missed you"

"I missed you too! It's going to be a great year!"

It wasn't. It was a really long, hard, Tiring year.

After being under control by R and almost hurting y/n, Ben knew his friends don't trust him anymore so he isolated himself from them. Or maybe they're the one who left him. He was alone, he's anxiety got worse and he had nobody to talk to.

Ben has almost lost all hope. But one time he was crying in the training grounds, behind the trees at the beginning of the forbidden forest, when someone came looking for him.

"Ben! What happened?" It was Barnaby. The fact that Barnaby was looking for him made him feel a lot better. "N-nothing." Ben replied, but Barnaby knew he was lying. He sat down next to Ben. "No you're not.. if you were okay you wouldn't have been crying" Ben sight and explained, "I'm just tired of being alone.. ever since I was controled by R and almost attacked y/n, Rowan won't talk to me. And even though it wasn't my fault I know the rest don't trust me anymore. And I hate being afraid and pathetic and anxious all the time. I just want things to be okay.. and I wish I was a muggle..."

Barnaby put his hand on Ben's shoulder, "don't be so hard on yourself, Ben. You're amazing! Having anxiety doesn't makes you weak, it actually makes you braver. Think about all the things that terrifies you and you still do them everyday. You are so much stronger than you think! I'm sure everyone will forgive you soon. I know it wasn't really you who almost attacked y/n and I'm here for you, I promise." Ben couldn't help but crying, hearing Barnaby mini-speech. "Thank you.." he whispered, "I don't know why you're so nice to me when you're a strong pure blood Slytherin and I'm a small mudblood Grifindor, but I really appreciate it"

"Those words don't really define us and they shouldn't matter to anyone, either. You're you, and I like you because of this. I care about you, Ben. You're adorable and I really do like you" Ben was a bit confused, hearing those words. "I like you too" he said even though he knew Barnaby meant it in a different way.

"Probably not in the same way, though.." Barnaby said quietly.

He liked Ben for a while. Of course he didn't understand it at first and was really confused about it, but after a long talk with Andre, who noticed the way he looked at ben, he understood.

"Do you mean-" Ben started to ask but couldn't finish. Instead he started shaking again. "Do you-" he tried again, but failed. "What are you trying to say Ben?" Barnaby asked hopefull, but Ben shook his head, "I can't say it". So instead he just hugged Barnaby. He always felt safe in his arms. After a while he managed to speak again "I really like you" he whispered in to Barnaby's ear "as more than just friends" and Ben didn't even had time to panic after saying those words because Barnaby immediately kissed him. It was they're first kiss, for both of them ,and it felt sooo good.

"There you are! We've been looking for y- AHHH!!!" Ben and Barnaby broke the kiss and look up horfied to find y/n standing and staring at them. "S-sorry.. didn't mean to interrupt or anything.. Rowan was looking for you Ben.. I think she wants to apologise." y/n said looking a bit sad. After all, Barnaby was their date to the ball! "So are you two a thing?" They asked and when you both nodded they now smiled, "good, I'm happy and proud of you"

Everything was better after that. Everyone trusted Ben again, including Rowan, and everyone was supportive of Barnaby and Ben's relationship, too.

Everything was good.

[just-a-snake-in-disguise]

Huh

Guess I’m a barnaben shipper now

¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[jolynejay]

Ben: We are screwed...

Barnaby: Hey, no! I don't want to hear that defeatist attitude. I wanna hear you upbeat!

Ben, upbeat: We are screwed!

[ashery24]

The parings of Helpless Crush:

[Base]

@aurerita-rt

[pidgedee]

it’s a soft kinda night

[hm-ficposts]

Barnaby x Ben: Stormy nights

It was late when the storm hit hogwarts. Swirling black clouds loomed over the castle as a tidal wave of rain came pouring down. Most people were too scared to even leave their bedrooms, but not Barnaby Lee.

He had been halfway up the steps to the owlrey when he had heard the noise: a sniffly sob echoing through the tower. Barnaby followed the sound, expecting to find an injured pet or perhaps a lost Sickleworth. What Barnaby hadn’t need expecting to see was his good friend and long time crush Benjamin Copper sat on the steps, hugging his knees and recoiling at the sounds of the storm.

“You alright, Ben?” Barnaby asked as he sat on the steps beside Ben

“Barnaby!” Ben gasped, almost jumping up out of the owlrey window “sorry, I just wasn’t expecting to anyone up here... why exactly are you up here?”

“Tulip. She’s losing her mind since she can’t find Dennis and she doesn’t want him to get hurt in the storm. She asked me to check up here while she searches Jacob’s room. How come you’re here?”

“I was scared about the storm so I came up here to pet my owl as a way to calm down. But I caught a glimpse of the clouds when I turned to leave and now my legs won’t move. I’m just kind of stuck here.”

“Do you need me to go get someone? I could call Penny, or double check to see if Talbott is in the owlrey since he keeps falling asleep in there, or maybe I could go get-“

“Please don’t go!” Ben suddenly snapped before looking back down at his feet “I just- I don’t think I can be alone again right now”

Barnaby’s voice softened “of course I’ll stay, Ben. Whatever you need”

Barnaby wrapped his arm around the smaller boy and pulled him into a tight side hug in an attempt to comfort him. He felt Ben move his own arm around the brunette’s waist as he shuffled closer on the large stone steps.

“I can try and take you down the stairs if you’d like” The slytherin said after a while

“Let’s just stay here for a bit, I don’t think I’m brave enough to face the outdoors in this weather”

“Oh please, Ben. You’re one of the bravest people I know”

“Really?”

“Absolutely!” Barnaby grinned, his voice thick with sincerity “you’re a muggle born, you abandoned everything you knew to come and learn about the stuff every adult says is a myth. If I had been in you’re shoes, I don’t think I would’ve even tried”

“I never thought about it like that..” Ben muttered, pulling away from Barnaby and sitting up

“You should, you’re incredible Ben. Don’t forget that”

As Barnaby turned his head to face the gryffindor, he felt a hand reach under his chin. He was gently pulled forward until his lips made contact with Ben’s. The kiss was short and sweet, he wished it would have lasted longer but he knew that it was a lot for Ben to do something like that, let alone initiate it.

“Maybe you could be there to remind me, to always be brave” Ben smiled, nervously avoiding eye contact. Barnaby put a finger under his chin and almost closed the distance between them. Only muttering “it would be my pleasure” before he kissed Ben again.

And that was how they spent the night of the storm: kissing, chatting, simply being two boys in love. Somehow, the evening that Ben had been dreading became one of the best he’d ever had.

[pennyisalesbian]

sometimes u just gotta lay on ur boyf

[dratin-dragonadetinta96]

Routine.

Ship: Barnaby x ben.

Words: 1500

Notes: Hi, people. I decided to use two theory: “Ben is the son of Death Eater” and “He is a traitor” in this fanfic. Really I dont believe these theories, but I wanted angst so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ .

Thanks to @hey-jacob-its-me, because her barnaben fanart makes me write. This is for you, girl! Enjoy it! :)

He discovers you. You discuss. You spell the memory charm. He hit the ground. You hide him until he wakes up.  You cry. You dry your tears. He is awake. You tell him that he fell asleep. He believes you.

Repeat.

That had been your life for the last few months. Being discovered by Barnaby again and again, your true colors being shown: Being a shitty traitor that is selling your friends to someone who would not hesitate to kill them to achieve their own goals, anything to keep your secrets from getting out. .

Well, it is not strange. Betraying runs in your family.

You are not a muggle-born, though you wish it. You are the son of some small-time Death Eaters who had sold their comrades to avoid prison. Fortunately, your parents had been smart enough to flee to the muggle world, that world they despised but it had become their only way out. Your parents had always been hypocrites.

You had changed your address, your habits and even your surnames. You could not remember the rest of your family, except your parents. When you fled, your parents did not tell anyone, not even your own grandparents, what you were going to got to avoid that somebody could track you.

Your childhood was full of horror stories about what would happen if another Death Eaters found you. You had had to hide your magic since you are a child, afraid of somebody that could discover you. Your first fears were about how your parents' companions were going to torture and murder you into the night, only a bloody body could be found.

No wonder you are terrified of everything.

Besides being terrified all the time, you grew up alone, without friends. You could not meet other children either, as muggle are not good enough for their son. It’s curious that your parents still considered  the muggle are inferior despite taking advantage of their world and living among them, their hatred and resentment was greater than ever before. Their words about “They are different”, “They cant understand you” or “You could say something that raise suspicion” were poor excuses to hide their intolerance.

Alone and scared. This was your childhood.

Hogwarts was a liberation, despite you are still surrounded by a web of lies.

You find great friendship, people who loved you despite your flaws. You discovered that the wizarding world did not hate Muggles as much as your parents said, because your friends, who did not hesitate to extend a hand, had never minded that you were "muggle-born".

However, this lie (and the betrayal caused by it) is destroying you slowly, feeling that you can not do anything to avoid it, afraid that your friend are going to discover the truth someday and the consequences that would ensue. Not only the rejection of your friends, but the danger that will befall you and your parents when your true identity will come to light.

But you deserve this.

Barnaby moves his head that is on your lap, soon he will wake up. You sigh slowly, trying to calm down to avoid raising the suspect that Rowan has. Its funny how close she are to the truth, despite the trust that MC has for you. The truth will destroy their hearts, especially Barnaby’s and you have had to find out this the hardest possible way, again and again. Whenever he had discovered your action, he tried to fix this in every way, never surrendering. Despite he could not remember another time that this had happened, his efforts to convince you that it existed another way out have increased, as if his instinct could remember it and tell him that he should not give up, he only had to try harder.

You lean on the tree, while you are running your fingers through his sloppy hair absentmindedly. If anyone saw you, They would think that you are on a date. But you can not, not while you are a traitor. Barnaby deserves better. If your break his heart now (when you are only a friend), he will not hurt so much, maybe if you are fortunate enough, he and the rest of your friends will tolerate your presence over time. But if are you a couple? No, there will be no redemption for you (really you should stop acting like if the chance of being forgiven existed, even though you were only friends. But this little possibility let you continue).

However, you have made your choices. You let R manipulate you and force you to fight agaisnt your friends. This is the lonely route that you have decided to follow and will have to continue until the final consequences.

(But, although you deserve it, it hurts so much)

Barnaby moves again. Your personal bubble where the time remains frozen is about to crumble like a chess piece.

You breathe fondly, looking at the sunset, and after sighing one last time, your mask is fixed in its original place.

Barnaby sits up slowly, passing a hand through his hair, hair that you stroked before. He closes his eyelids, achy for the migraine that ravaged him. You look down, feeling how the guilt grows inside you, despite knowing the after-effects of this charm. This was the only solution that you could think as the same time as you follow the R’s orders. R had been clear: This or the death.

His constant questions about what happened force you to focus. Your answers are vague, full of lies and poor excuses. He should suspect you, it has been too many times that he fell asleep or unconscious in your presence. Anyone distrusts you. And, however, he still looks at you reliably.

(Maybe you constantly use that spell to keep the trust and the love in his eyes. You hate seeing disappointment or sadness in them.)

Your eyes meet again. Your bodies are still touching. Barnaby doubts, scared of how you could react, though your true fears do not look like those he imagines. He frowns, taking a decision. His face is fierce, as if he had fought, not against someone in a duel, but against the fears inside him. He take your hand (the same hand that has cast so many spells on him) quickly, but gently, before he can repent for his audacity, though you doubt that he regrets, because he is Barnaby.

You want... You would want... You can not. You force yourself to remember all the reasons that you constantly recite as if it were a sacred chant. Nobody deserve a relationship based on lies, especially not him. You are only one responsible for your unhappiness, and now you do not have the right to wish “happy ending”. Your rejection will hurt him, but you hope, even if you do not want, he may meet a better person, someone that does not betray him.

The moment is broken, separating you without mercy. You look away, avoiding his confused and disconsolate gaze.

He open his mouth, He close it. He opens it and closes it again. The words do not come out, because there is nothing to talk about. You can not talk about what does not exist

(Or perhaps if you can it? But you're a coward. Coward for the truth and coward for the lie. Coward before the past and coward before the future. Coward for the good and coward for the bad. Coward before love and coward before hatred. Coward, after all.)

You stand up, not looking at his eyes yet, walking to the castle. A leaf is still in his hair, but you do not dare to tell him it. The more time you cast that spell on him, the less you feel that you have right to be his friend, even if it is for something as trivial as a tangled sheet.

Despite your refusal to look at him, Barnaby does not stop looking at you out of the corner of his eye. You do not know what he is looking for in you, although you don’t doubt he will get tired of dissembling soon and will ask “the question”. That question that, after each one of your memory charms, he always asks you as if you were the enchanted person, instead of him.

Your suspicions do not disappoint you, you have not taken five steps before those warm words come out of your mouth.

"Are you okay?"

And like every time, it baffles you. The truth is that you are not well, you have not been well for a long time. You hate yourself, you hate what you are becoming, you hate what you are doing to the only people who have accepted you and you hate that you are such coward that you do not do something to remedy this.

You think about telling the whole truth, about asking for help, about begging for a second chance, about going back to belonging to your gang without lies.

But in the end you're the same coward who does not dare to go off script.

You stop. You look at him. You give him a big fake smile. You lie. He believes you. You continue walking.

Repeat.

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Its possible that it has some mistake as it was written quickly and without beta (because I wanted to upload it and I couldnt wait). So, if anyone see some mistake, you can say me.