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triggerlil · 5 years ago

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Hi, i will love to read some jealous drarry. I been thinking that Draco is a lot more jealous than Harry, but not always shows it and that Harry's reaction to it would be priceless.

Hey anon, thanks for the ask!! I totally agree with this headcanon 🥰 I’m not sure if this is what you had in mind, but have some Halloween party jealous Draco along with many other gay side ships hehe (also posted on ao3 if you want to check content, although there are no warnings)

Draco sighed, spiked pumpkin juice sloshing over the rim of his mug.

“If you care so much, just go talk to him,” Pansy said, leaning back against the wall and admiring her red painted nails.

They were in the room of requirement, the walls done up in varying degrees of black and orange—from the streamers to the charmed bats flitting about the ceiling, it was every bit the Halloween party. It had all been Pansy’s idea, surprisingly. She had always loved a bit of gothic couture, and now they were all suffering for it, at a party planned by her and Granger, of all people. They had done it all under the nose of the teachers, not bothering to ask for permission, even if they probably could have gotten it. No one was going to know regardless—it was going to be a huge Halloween sleepover.

They had all worked hard to set up the room, everyone delegated a different task. Granger and Pansy had overseen the most important one; decorations. Candles floated around the outskirts, lighting the room with a haunting glow, flickering across the dance floor. Pumpkins were stacked like sentries around the room, their smiles ominous, cobwebs in every corner, and a charmed skeleton next to the doors that insisted on heckling people. The atmosphere in the room was perfect, even Draco had to admit, creepy and exuberant in a terribly fun way. They had put Luna and Daphne in charge of music, and it had been a playful mixture of haunting organ pieces and the most recent dance hits, from Hex a Wix to the Weird Sisters. Longbottom and the Weasley girl had done the food, and it was obvious who had got what, the table split into candied apples, pumpkin pie, and the like, the other side hosting severed fingers (transfigured chocolates), a jar of eyeballs (transfigured gumballs), spiked pumpkin juice, and firewhiskey gummy worms.

And of course, everyone had come dressed in costume. A slightly muggle convention, but muggle was in post-war, and who were the eighth-year students to fight the trends? Draco had been there early with Pansy and Granger, and he had mentally taken note of each costume as people walked in.

Pansy, always a lover of dramatics, had come as the muggle version of a vampire. It was bold, it was gothic, and it was slightly controversial considering vampires did exist. She had temporarily transformed her teeth into fangs, and the exaggerated canines added to the sharp lines in her face, contrasting the glamoured red eyes and her black bob. Draco had to admit, she looked brilliant in her flowing, high collared black cape, the inside lined red, her tight leather pants, and black men’s button-up.

In contrast, Granger was wearing a long black dress that made her look like she had just stepped out of the 1800s, and apparently, she had… As Marie Curie, the muggle scientist. She had charmed her wand a glowing green, “radioactive” she said, and her bushy brown hair was put up in a high bun.

She looked atrocious in Draco’s opinion, but Pansy couldn’t stop staring at the nape of her neck, or admiring the stray curls framing her face. He had also noticed Granger assessing Pansy’s toned legs, giggling madly at everything Pansy said. It made him want to vomit.

Luna had arrived promptly to set up the music, brown paint smudged across her cheeks, and bright yellow petals sticking out of her hair. A sunflower, the symbol of joy and adoration, she informed Draco serenely.

Next, most of the Gryffindor’s had shown up together, being boisterous and joyous, so making Draco’s eye twitch in annoyance.

Weasley had wrapped his Gryffindor tie around his head, tucked his white shirt loosely into tattered beige slacks, put a sword on his hip, and called himself a pirate. The epitome of lazy.

The girl Weasley was no different, dressed in her Quidditch uniform she was, gasp, a Quidditch player. She had quickly sought out Luna, flexing brashly. Disgusting. Although the way Luna had lit up at seeing her, becoming ever more the sunflower, had brought a small smile to Draco’s face.

The rest of the Gryffindor’s were boring enough; Longbottom the gardener, muggle versions of witches, Thomas a muggle football player, Finnigan apparently the football.

There were, of course, a few Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw editions to their little gathering, but Draco couldn’t be bothered to look up from what he was doing, their costumes as boring as he would have expected. Although Zacharias Smith seemed to have put a lot of effort into looking like an absolute idiot, his dragon handler costume was completely unrealistic. Draco had never wished to see that much of Smith, his cloth shorts and thigh-high boots, fake dragon tooth necklace, and bare chest, made no sense when handling a fire breathing beast. Weasley had no issue telling him as much, his sister whipping out a camera, “to send to Charlie,” she snickered.

Finally, the Slytherins had arrived, fashionably late as always.

Theo walked in smoking a pipe, wearing a trench coat; “I’m Sherlock, Sherlock Holmes! The greatest detective in history!” He exclaimed in annoyance as only Granger recognized him.

Crabbe and Goyle had shown up as surprisingly well done-up monsters, Crabbe’s face painted a sickly green, Goyle wrapped head to toe in toilet paper. “M a Mmmy,” he muttered through the costume.

Millicent had thrown on a pair of devil horns and a tail, calling it a day.

Daphne had come as an ice queen, her blond hair streaked with snowflakes, her blue dress shimmering in the candlelight. She looked almost too good for their little affair, as if she belonged in an arching ballroom, glass slippers on her feet.

That was nearly everyone, and Draco had been about to go back to the fake bats he was charming, and that was when he had arrived.

“Harry, mate!” Weasley yelled, “where’s your costume?”

Potter was wearing a white button-up and slacks, his Gryffindor tie hanging loosely around his neck—so exactly what he wore under his robes all day. His hair was an absolute mess, definitely the most frightening thing Draco had seen all day, his round wire-framed glasses skewed.

“Er—I didn’t realize it was a costume party.”

“It’s bloody Halloween, Potter,” Draco quipped, “what did you expect?”

“You don’t seem to have put in much effort either, Malfoy,” Potter retorted.

That was decidedly not true; Draco was wearing all black, from his turtleneck and slacks, to the fuzzy cat ears nestled in his blond hair, to the tail pinned to his arse that seemed to have a mind of its own.

“I am a black cat, the most mysterious and magical of animals.”

It was at that point that Blaise had decided to show his face.

“Zabini,” Weasley growled, “what did we do to deserve this honour?”

“I wouldn’t miss your pretty face,” Blaise said, nearly purring, and Weasley’s face turned beet red.

“No costume, Blaise?” Pansy asked. “Seems you and Potter missed the memo.”

For the first time, Blaise and Potter acknowledged each other, and Draco hated the cunning smile that spread across Blaise’s chiselled features.

“Actually, Harry and I planned this.”

“What?” Draco bit out, unable to catch himself.

Blaise walked forward, snaking a hand around Potter’s neck, and slipping off his tie and replacing it with his own.

“I came as a Gryffindor, he’s a Slytherin.”

Harry—and Draco reasoned with himself, if Blaise could call him Harry, then he bloody well could too— looked stunned for a second, and then a grin split across his face, his green eyes lighting up, highlighted somehow by the tie around his neck.

“I can’t just go and talk to him,” Draco moaned, now, “and he’s all distracted.”

“You could be the one doing the distracting.”

“But he’s flirted with almost every other Slytherin; shouldn’t he come to me?”

“You’re too intimidating over here.”

“I’m not!”

“Just go talk to him, Draco.”

“I can’t, Pans!”

“Sweetie,” Pansy said, cupping Draco’s face, “you’re starting to get tiring.”

She slipped away, leaving Draco to be the fuming wallflower by himself. She slid up next to Granger, surprising her from behind and pulling her onto the dancefloor.

Draco scanned the room, growling when he saw Harry and Blaise talking in the corner. It wasn’t fair, Blaise wasn’t even interested, and he knew how Draco felt.

Suddenly, he caught a flicker of blue and silver, and he watched with wide eyes as Daphne pushed past Blaise, her blond hair done up in a loosely curled bun, and pulled Harry onto the dance floor. Oh, that was just rich. He watched as Harry and Daphne twirled around the dance floor, until suddenly there was Theo, pipe still hanging from his mouth, trench coat thrown open. Daphne curtsied, and Harry bowed, but instead of Theo taking Daphne’s hand, he pulled Harry towards him, dipping him low.

Draco watched with growing anger as the tips of Harry’s ears turned red, and he stalked over to the food, actively avoiding the dance floor.

He took a handful of firewhiskey gummy worms. If he was going to watch Harry get propositioned by every Slytherin, he was going to do it absolutely pissed.

“Drinking away your troubles, too?” Weasley asked, a cup of pumpkin juice gripped firmly in hand, a glower plastered on his face.

Draco followed his gaze to Blaise taking Harry off Theo’s hands. Blaise looked up, eyes skipping off Draco to land on Weasley, his face splitting into a challenging grin. And then Harry looked at what Blaise was looking at, and his eyes were locked on Draco’s, he seemed as if he was going to come over, and then Blaise was spinning him away.

“The nerve of some people,” Weasley said.

“He’s obviously taunting you,” Draco drawled, realizing how hypocritical he sounded. “Why don’t you just talk to him.”

“Because I—” Weasley spluttered, “I can’t just—”

Draco rolled his eyes, biting down on his tongue as he watched Millicent drag Harry out to dance, dwarfing him with her broad shoulders and height.

“Why does every Slytherin want Harry tonight?” Draco fumed, biting down hard on a gummy worm, relishing the bitterness that came with it.

“Maybe you should go talk to him,” Weasley said, enjoying turning Draco’s own words on him.

“Thanks for that, Weasley.”

“How impressive we are,” he said, “standing here like idiots.”

“What do you suggest?”

“Take a shot with me?” He said, handing him some fire-whisky.

So, Draco and Weasley did a shot together, the drink burning their throats, and they stood together darkly, dwelling in their shared jealousy.

“Look at that,” Draco said, and they watched as Thomas and Finnigan stumbled into cobwebs, unable to get out. “Pansy got me to charm them so that you can’t leave until you kiss.”

“Why is everyone so happy,” Weasley moaned, looking away as the kiss deepened, Thomas and Finnigan dropping onto a nearby couch to continue.

“Beats me,” Draco agreed, angrily watching the Weasley girl spinning Luna around, their faces radiating; Pansy standing with her arms around Granger, head leaning on her shoulder; Theo and Longbottom dancing happily, albeit a little awkwardly, and everyone else that wanted to be paired off with everyone else, and it was just so infuriating.

“Hello Ronald,” a sultry voice said, and Draco and Weasley both whipped their heads around to find Blaise standing there, top buttons undone, tie loose.

That was it, Draco thought, as Blaise led Ron away. He had had enough. Potter was nowhere to be seen, and he wasn’t going to just stand here watching everyone be lovey dovey and absolutely deplorable.

He put down his glass, shooing away a bat that was trying to settle in his hair, and stormed out of the room of requirement, his tail twitching angrily. Outside, the candles flickered ominously, the hallways silent. He skirted around the suits of armour, looking out for Filch, Mrs. Norris, or Peeves, and let himself finally take a breath.

He revelled in the quiet, and found himself in the courtyard, the stars twinkling with an extra Halloween specialty. He sat down on a bench, casting a quick warming charm against the cool night air, and allowed the silence to wash over him.

It wasn’t fair that everyone else got to be happy, discovering that when they got over their prejudices, they got along well. Draco had been pining after Harry for years, years, and here Pansy and Granger had only started getting along a few months ago. Certainly, Blaise and Weasley hadn’t been after each other before now. He grumbled to himself, kicking the rocks at his feet, until he heard the sound of footsteps behind him.

“Malfoy?” A voice called out, and he cursed inwardly. Of course. He turned around on the bench, his tail flexing with the chill that curled down his spine, nothing to do with the weather.

“What do you want, Potter?” Draco asked harshly, as Harry came round and sat next to him.

“I wondered where you went,” he said, brow furrowing with worry as he shivered.

Draco rolled his eyes, casting a quick warming charm on Harry, too.

“Weren’t you having fun being the complete center of attention?” Draco asked, looking away so Harry didn’t see how serious he was being. “There wasn’t a Slytherin in that room who didn’t flirt with you.”

“Except for you,” he replied, inching closer.

“What?”

“You never flirted with me, you barely talked to me,” he said, a breeze running through the courtyard ruffling his hair, a far-off owl hooting. “Did I do something wrong?”

“I—No, Potter, you are so dense,” Draco spluttered, not sure how to put it into words. “You were the one who never talked to me!”

“I wanted to, but you seemed so angry.”

Draco rolled his eyes. “You really are an idiot, Potter,” he said, and he leaned forward, looking closely into Harry’s eyes, admiring the different shades of green flecked around his pupils. If there was any night to forget his cowardice, it was this night, with eldritch magic on the wind and ethereal energy permeating the air.

“What are you—” he breathed, realizing what Draco was implying. He swallowed nervously, and Draco felt a shiver run down his spine as he watched the delicate skin of Harry’s throat.

“Can I kiss you, Harry?” he whispered, “because this is what I’ve been wanting all night.”

Harry just nodded dumbly, Draco closing the gap between them and bringing their lips together, running a hand through Harry’s messy black hair, coming to pull on the Slytherin tie around his neck. He tasted like sweetness, a hint of alcohol on his breath, his glasses digging into the bridge of Draco’s nose. He flicked his tongue against Harry’s lips, gently prying them open. He let Harry explore his mouth nervously, until he bit down on Harry’s lower lip, sucked, shuddered as Harry gasped into his mouth. The kiss deepened, their noses brushing, teeth clicking for a moment, and Draco let a hand snake under Harry’s shirt, gripping the skin he had wanted to feel for so long.

When they finally pulled apart, Harry looked even more of a mess, and Draco’s cat ears were lopsided, his tail stroking up and down Harry’s arm.

“Er—“ Harry started, his lips kiss swollen and attractive, “I mean—Shit, Malfoy.”

“I think maybe we’re past last names.”

“Okay, Draco—But, I—Was that why all the Slytherin’s were dancing with me?” He asked. “To make you jealous so that,” he motioned between them, “this would happen.”

“Actually… That makes a lot of sense,” Draco said, making a mental note to torture Pansy. “I guess we should make,” he mimicked Harry, motioning between them, “this happen.” And he pulled him forward by the tie and kissed him again, making another mental note to make Harry wear Slytherin colours more often.

Draco smiled into the kiss. Apparently, a bit of jealousy could be beneficial, and he thought that everyone being happy and in disgustingly in love probably wasn’t so bad.f anything, it would be nice to feel wanted for a change. Somewhere, candles in pumpkins were blown out, bags of candy dumped out and counted, and the first of November was coming in without fan fair, Halloween stalking back into the shadows. Until next year, Draco thought, and if he could want Harry for six whole years, they could probably last for one. They could wear a couple’s costume next Halloween, something absolutely atrocious, like darkness and light.

Meanwhile, Harry was thinking, through the pleasure that was beginning to flood his body, that having an anniversary with Draco on Halloween wouldn’t be a terrible thing. After all, he had been looking for distractions today, and he had been lucky enough to find the best one. A little black cat he could call his own.

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screennamealreadyused · 4 years ago

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“It was a warm spring evening when Remus found her there, pressed into a tree on a hill next to the lake. She didn’t seem to notice him, a sweet tune flowed from the girl, interrupted by the occasional scribbling of a pen.

“Grace?” He asked when he was close enough.

She was sat in a way that couldn’t be comfortable, one knee pressed against her chest, the other crossed under her in the junction of the limbs of the tree. Her light brown curls tied back behind her ears with her wand, green eyes looking down at him curiously. A pen haphazardly in her mouth, a muggle notebook floating in front of her; school uniform abandoned in lieu of a blush-toned jumper and blue shorts.

“Professor Lupin? Is something the matter?” she asked, taking the pen from her mouth, tucking it behind her ear.

Remus chuckled lightly, “Yes, of course. Everything’s fine, are you okay? Do you need help down? It’s half five, I’m sure your friends are looking for you and dinner is soon.””

-- Born With Grace (unpublished PoA)

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“As if finally noticing them, the camera panned to the middle of the room, a seemingly satisfied hum reverberating throughout the room. Jay stiffened in realization, causing Steve to look at him in confusion. Sarah thought she could see the gears turning in Natasha’s head. Jackie and Jay shared a glance. Gently grabbing Sarah’s hand, Jackie pushed the smaller girl behind her.

The accented voice continued, voice now light with humor “Barnes, Jacquline Rebecca. Born October 18,1944. Barnes, James Steven. Born October 18, 1944.” Natasha drew her mouth into a tight line, understanding now who the twins really were, both standing taut with anger and shame. Sarah, however, was still a mystery, the only connection she could think of was...oh. Falling on Sarah, the voice droned, “Rogers, Sarah Margret. Born July 4, 1945.””

-- Upcoming Unnamed (CA: TWS)

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““Hey, Lillith? Come ‘ere a sec? I wanna talk to you about something”, Jason called from the top of the stairs leading back into the manor.

The siblings scowled or sighed, knowing Jason’s reason for being so gentle with the young girl. Damian clenched his fist, not enjoying waiting for the potentially lifechanging news.

With a silent nod of her head, she followed him into the manor. Their footsteps the only sound in the hall; Jason’s heavy boots and Lillith’s light flats. Pushing open the door to one of the offices on the first floor, he gestured for her to come in.

She sat on one of the chairs while Jason perched himself on the edge of the desk, “Is everything alright? Are you sure I haven’t done anything wrong?”

Jason sighs, a soft smile plastered on his face, “Yeah, kid, everything’s fine. You’ve been here, what? 3 months? I tried to run away 4 times in my first 3 months. Compared to everyone else, you’ve been a saint. One thing though, why do you think we’re gonna send you back to Talia?””

-- Homebound (unpublished)

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blue-writes-things · 4 years ago

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tw caps (sorry)- HI BLUE!! THIS IS FOR YOUR SLEEPOVER BAE <33 MAY I GET A PHOENIX TAIL FEATHER WAND? (IS THAT HOW IT WORKS?) IM A SLYTHERIN, MAYBE LIGHTNING ERA? IM FINE WITH EITHER BOY OR GIRL!! I HAVE NO IDEA HOW TO DESCRIBE MYSELF- BUT I AM ALWAYS TIRED BUT ALWAYS EXCITED LMAO- I LOVE BAKING AND PAINTING AND MAKING THINGS W CLAY!! I WOULD CONSIDER MYSELF cReAtIvE- BAHHAAH I ALSO LOVE GOING TO BARNES AND NOBLE AND BUYING EVERYTHING IF THAT MEANS ANYTHING- SORRY IF THIS IS LONG AND ILY

HI!! <333333 (Also ye that’s how it works!)

I ship you wiiiiitttttthhhhhhhh

Neville!!!

I know Neville is like portrayed as a “loser” but I honestly love Neville.

I see you two going down to the kitchens and baking with the elfs and going to the greenhouses together, you could sit there for hours you’d make clay plant pots or something so he could plant his favourite plants in them, you taught him how to make them too. You’d also just sit there and paint (on paper or on the pots!) while he gets all excited about herbology.

If he was going off on this new plant he found and you started to look sleepy, at first he’d be a bit like “I’M SORRY FOR BORING YOU!” but you’d explain that he’s not you’re just always ✨ tired ✨ for a bit after that he’d still be worried that he was boring and “How on EARTH does someone this amazing actually want to spend time with me”

One time Neville took you to meet his parents, he knew that they wouldn’t really know what he was talking about, but his parents mean a lot to him so he wanted them to somewhat meet his girlfriend, who also means a lot to him.

It went alright after you left you could tell Neville was feeling sad/down but he tried to act like he was fine, so to try and cheer him up you took him to Barnes and Noble, and seeing you get excited about random things cheered him up (You also went to a place next door that sold plants and bought him a house plant)

Later on he was able to open up to you about how he was feeling while he re-potted his new house plant into a pot you had made while you ate cookies he had made for you both

“Are going to share those Emely?” “Pft, no. I love you Neville, but you’re really good at making cookies so these are mine”

- Dumb side note, Neville’s first time making a pot, he cracked it a bit so you named it Harry POT-ter and drew Harry’s glasses on it, that started a trend of naming the pots after the people you knew, like Ron WEED-sly and HERB-mione Granger)

(Sorry this is formatted a bit funky)

Blue’s Wand-erful Sleepover

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blue-writes-things · 4 years ago

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Pardon my silliness (I forgot to give my details oop-)

~height: 5 feet 3 inches (that's 160 cm)

~2 strengths: creative/innovative and organisation (i can take charge in sitiations (despite my own anxiety and fears) and i understand emotions well

~weaknesses: *cracks knuckles*: i am a perfectionist (and that makes time management difficult) and i might forget replying to ppl and in general i have difficulty maintaining relationships at times (mental health dictates it so)

~hogwarts house: slytherin (tho feeling my ravenclaw side thrive this past year) but SLYTHERIN FOREVER

~a little abt myself? -

oof that's hard but there's a few things I guess. I am constantly listening to music (classic if I am studying)- even though it's mainly repeated tracks- they help calm me down and boosts my mood.

I love chocolate (can't live without it) and coffee (caffeine addiction is a thing apparently)- though I have been discovering tea and I'm enjoying it as well.

I wrote my first poem when I was 5 so i of course love writing but as I said, I am a perfectionist, so I am my own harshest critic (and I have hardly saved any of my early works and as for my later works- I haven't been able to properly write anything for a year because of a few things in life (hoping that block breaks soon)

I find tumblr to be a safe space and I love everybody I've met here

I realised I was bi accidentally and didn't initially accept it. I did after I read Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe. But hardly anybody knows (my parents are homophobes sooooo)

I'm studying law currently and I want to (eventually) be a professor

My aesthetic is dark academia and I'd love to learn to play the violin.

(PS- Thanks for this, you're amazing 💜💜💜)

Oml I’m so sorry about how long this took!!! But let’s have a look here!

Thank you for being so open with me! Now let me think....A-HA! Have a look at this wand here, Pine wood with some lovely Nymph Hair as the core, about 9 and a half inches and quite flexible.

Why don’t I tell you a bit about this wand?

Now Pine wood is a straight-grained wand that looks for independent individuals. Pine wands enjoy being used creatively, and unlike some others, will adapt un-protestingly to new methods and spells. It’s also very responsive to non-verbal magic.

Those who have strong family values, loving, Reclusive, and/or Soft-Hearted have Nymph Hair cores. Having such a wand core suggests that you are dependable and loyal to your family (Bio or Hand-crafted) and friends, as well as being in touch with the wants and needs of others, even if you don’t often admit it. You act in a way that may seem bizarre or disorderly, though those who know you well understand there is a method to the madness, despite how well it may be hidden. You have the ability to take control of others rather than others controlling you, though you don’t often use that ability unless it is needed.

This is a wand core is predominantly found among Hufflepuffs, but can also be found among some of those in other Houses, I know hufflepuffs and Slytherins are often seen as opposites, but opposites attract don’t they?

With its flexibility, it will pose little to no difficulty to whoever possesses it, with the exception of owners that it considers restrictive and, or boring. The owner of this wand is usually very likable as a result of being diplomatic and able to see all sides of a situation. They may be very indecisive, but they do have a few principles on which they believe very strongly in.

Now have a nice wave, don’t be shy! Let’s see if I have to fix anything!

BLUE’S WAND-ERFUL SLEEPOVER Only a few hours left! (AEST)

Oh and by the way, I’m officially un-officially adopting you into my family of: “Queers who have not-so supportive families that Blue has decided to adopt over the internet” (Description by Anty) 💙

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blue-writes-things · 4 years ago

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Hi blue! For your sleepover...can i even have a dragon heartstring wand? (Like the ship one lol) can i get a marauders era ship please

I'm like a breed of gryffindor amd ravenclaw (but mostly ravenclaw) and umm describe myslef? Umm I like have a tendency to be 'brutally honest and often say things without meaning to and I'm pretty much a bookworm, and absolutely obsessed with taylor swift 's songs Imao. Also I'm kinda smart i guess?

Lmao this is so long

(I repeated the previous ask text coz i wasnt sure how else to describe my self or what else to write)

Hey! Sorry this took me a hot sec!

I ship you with...................

James!

SO at first James was still swooning over Lily and you didn’t pay much attention to him (Cause he was kinda a prick) but one time you saw Lily turn him down and he looked like really upset, more than the few other times you’d seen it.

You went over to him and was like “You good fam?”

And he’s be like “I keep trying to get her to go out with me, but she just won’t, what am I doing wrong?!”

“James, your persistence and dedication is admirable, but you need to learn WHERE you need to focus it on, and that place isn’t Lily. You can also be a bit of a prick” You smirk before walking off to the library

James just stood there for like 3 minutes thinking about what you send before bolting his way to the marauders dorm, thankfully Sirius was there and he started pacing around the room, flailing his arms and saying everything that happen (Sirius had no fcking clue what he was saying)

After James stopped talking Sirius just said “Sooo, what’s the plan to try and woo her?” Not knowing if the “Her” was you or Lily but it seemed like a good enough reply to James

He and the other marauders spent the next few days either talking up James, James (and sometimes Sirius) flirting with you, and Remus just apologising

James found you in the library one day he was about to go over to you to try and flirt with you but he saw that you were cramming for a transfiguration test and was like “HEY I’M GOOD AT TRANSFIGURATION WANT MY HELP?” getting shushed by everyone in the room

You spent the rest of the afternoon studying and laughing together

Both of you ended up getting kicked out

“That was a fun study date” You smiled walking down the halls “Oh this was a date?” James wiggled his eyebrows

“No, but hogsmeade is this weekend, that’d be a great time for a date” You wink and James’ jaw dropped “DO YOU WANNA GO TO HOGSMEADE THIS WEEKEND!”

“Only if you stop yelling!” You both laugh “See you then” He whispers, you just shake your head before kissing his cheek and walking off, James frozen in the hallway

“WAIT HOW DID THAT WORK!” Sirius’ voice echoed down the hallway getting shushed by Remus, James was too shook to care

Y’all would end up being the power couple of the school btw!

Blue’s Wand-erful Sleepover

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Hey! This is me requesting once again bc I feel like I missed out a bit last time... So I'd like a DHS wand, shipped with a guy from the marauders era. I am a Ravenclaw (slytherclaw). I have black hair, brown eyes, about 5'4 and thin. I love reading books, listening to music and cycling. I can be the sweetest person on the planet, but if anyone messes w my frnds, I'll honestly murder them.BRUTALLY.

I do like to dance and I literally LOVE kids, pets and FOOD <3

But anyway, I hope that's enough lol. :)

Hey! So sorry about how long this took!!!

I ship you with..........................

Sirius Black!

So I imagine like a “study buddy to friends to lovers” kinda thing, and the other marauders are like shook cause 1, SIRIUS HAD A STUDY BUDDY and 2, managed to not get rejected when he asked you out.

You’d also teach him out to ride a bike, cause of Wallburs A+ parenting he never learnt (Or really knew what it was, it being more popular in the muggle world) One time he feel and hurt his elbow, made a big deal out of it cause he’s a drama queen™ (it was just a scrape) and you were like “Want me to kiss it better” and you did, and he fcking SWOONED, after that he would sometimes fall on purpose just to get a kiss

Padfoot would lowkey be your therapist, you could just rant, vent or share your secrets to padfoot, you know the dog is Sirius, but his lil’ dog self just seems a bit more approachable, plus he looks more interested in you giving him scratches and pats

You would stand up for the first years (and all Hufflepuffs lol) the pair of you unofficially adopted like 10 first years

LATE NIGHT RUNS TO THE KITCHEN TOGETHER!!!!! YES PLEASE

(Sorry this is kinda short, but I wrote this at school lol)

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blue-writes-things · 4 years ago

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Hii Blue!! This is for your sleepover💞

Can i get a Phoenix tail feather wand? (Idk is that what I'm supposed say lmao?)

I'm like a breed of gryffindor amd ravenclaw (but mostly ravenclaw) and umm describe myslef? Umm I like have a tendency to be 'brutally honest ' and often say things without meaning to👉👈 🥺 and I'm pretty much a bookworm, and absolutely obsessed with taylor swift 's songs lmao. Also I'm kinda smart i guess?

Lmao this is so long

Hai!

Hmm, interesting, very interesting...

Have a go with this one! it’s Dogwood with a Augurey tail feather core, 11 and a quarter inches and very flexible

Let’s learn a bit about it. Why don’t we?

Augurey tail feathers’ are those who are often misunderstood, wise, ready minded, free spirited, reclusive, loyal, pure of heart and courageous would have this wand core. Having this wand core suggests that your motives and intentions are often a mystery or are often misunderstood or wrongfully misrepresented as being someone of an untrusting or evil nature despite your reclusive nature, you are ready, willing and able to learn things, be it on your own or with the help of some loyal and trustworthy companion.

These wands are most commonly found in the hands of misunderstood students most notably from house Ravenclaw, they will still bond well with students from any of the other houses.

Dogwood wands have a playful nature, and it is likewise far-out and mischievous. It wishes to be partnered with Witches/Wizards who will provide it with a fun life. Dogwood wands are known for casting outstanding spells under great pressure, and when matched with a clever partner they can perform dazzling spells.

Did you know a wands flexibility or rigidity denotes the degree of adaptability and willingness to change possessed by the wand-and-owner pair, that being said a wand with this flexibility is happy in anyone’s hands, but this disadvantage is somewhat off-set by the fact that this wand does exceptionally well in just about every area of magic. Owners of this wand flexibility come with a very wide variety of personalities, but they do share a very high level of adaptability to just about any situation and an easy-going nature.

Go give it a flick, don’t worry about breaking anything, it’ll break at some point anyway

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Hi! Could I get a Phoenix Tail Feather wand? I would prefer to be shipped with a guy from the Lightning era. I am a Ravenclaw, have blonde hair, brown eyes, I'm pretty thin, and I am about 5'4". My favorite activities are reading, walking outside (preferably in the snow or when it's sunny after snowing, or even in autumn!), listening to music (I have a bunch of CDs so I listen to those), and buying clothes! Thank you so much! I can't wait to read it!

Helllo friend!

I ship you with.........

Ron!!

Ok so at first y’all would rarely talk, being interested in pretty different things, but after you find him cramming for an exam, basically a ball of anxiety with red hair you decided to help him out (It ended up being his highest mark of the year) and after that you became study buddies, you’d sit outside in the courtyard or near hagrid’s hut and study.

You slowly got to know each other more and ended up quite close and started hanging out together for fun and not just studying. As most things go he ended up asking you out, it was an interesting situation.

You had just finished studying and he wanted to show you something, he pulled out your favourite CD and did a quick spell, that would allow it to be played by magic! But this is Ron / Ron’s wand we’re talking about and he ended up breaking your CD, you ended up bursting out laughing, a little upset about your CD but it was too funny. He just looked at his wand and muttered “What a wingman you are”

Before turning to you and taking your hands “Does me breaking your CD show how much you mean to me? And make you want to date me? Or do you hate me now” “I could never hate you, yes I’ll go out with you”

During the holidays he invited you over to the burrow, you met (most) of his family, Arthur asked so many questions about your CD’s and music. The pair of you also spend ages walking around the area, finding new places to sit and read together (And by that I mean you read to him) or to just muck around

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blue-writes-things · 4 years ago

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Hey fam!

I’m heading to bed, I’ll do more of my sleepover tomorrow at school

Talk later, night!!

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naviation-xx · 4 years ago

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Please Always Bother Me- I LOVE IT

This is so fun 💜💜💜

Blue’s Wand-erful Sleepover!

For one week only! (Sunday 31st of Jan - Saturday 6th of February AEST)

Ah, I was wondering when I would see you…

Phoenix Tail Feather:

The wand chooses the wizard my friends, even though it’s not always clear why…BUT someone well versed in Wandlore can make very precise predictions of what kind of wand would choose you…

By picking this wand I will go into my wandlore book (aka my google doc) and find a wand combination that I think suits you best, you’ll just have to give me a few details

Height (You can just say tall or short if you wish)

At least two strengths and weaknesses of yours

Your Hogwarts house

Tell me a bit about yourself

And anything else you’d like to add! (The more detail the better, helps me see into your core)

Unicorn Hair:

I remember every wand I’ve ever sold, every single wand and not a single person who has been chosen by a Unicorn wand turned to the dark side, at least not without a fight, wielders of these types of wants are known for their optimum, among other things…

By picking this wand I’ll stay true to the nature of Unicon wands and be optimistic and kind-hearted, send me a fanfic or just your blog and I’ll give you some honest compliments on it, just a few details on that

Please don’t send me multipart or very long fics, I have a lot of wands to make today!

I’ll only read things from Harry Potter, but I’ll review blogs from any fandom

Dragon Heartstring:

Tricky customer, eh? Not to worry! We’ll find the perfect match here somewhere! I wonder now… Yes, why not, an unusual combination but magical all the same…

By picking our last wand I’ll ship you with someone in Harry Potter and I’ll write a bit about why I think you would go together well, and possibly write a little blurb about you two, we’ll see! I just need some details

Your Hogwarts house

What era (Marauders or Lightning only please!)

Would you liked to be shipped with a guy, girl or either

Tell me about yourself! (The more detail the better)

It’s curious how these things happen, the wand chooses the wizard, remember, I expect great things from you, my friend!

Now go on, give it a wave!

P.s. you can shorten the titles to just PTF, UH and/or DHS so you have some more room!

Also You can word it as “Can I have a xyx wand?”

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naviation-xx · 4 years ago

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Very accurate! Thankyou so much!! 🖤🌟

(im so glad to be a part of the family ily 🥺🥺🥺)

Pardon my silliness (I forgot to give my details oop-)

~height: 5 feet 3 inches (that's 160 cm)

~2 strengths: creative/innovative and organisation (i can take charge in sitiations (despite my own anxiety and fears) and i understand emotions well

~hogwarts house: slytherin (tho feeling my ravenclaw side thrive this past year) but SLYTHERIN FOREVER

~a little abt myself? -

oof that's hard but there's a few things I guess. I am constantly listening to music (classic if I am studying)- even though it's mainly repeated tracks- they help calm me down and boosts my mood.

I love chocolate (can't live without it) and coffee (caffeine addiction is a thing apparently)- though I have been discovering tea and I'm enjoying it as well.

I find tumblr to be a safe space and I love everybody I've met here

I'm studying law currently and I want to (eventually) be a professor

My aesthetic is dark academia and I'd love to learn to play the violin.

(PS- Thanks for this, you're amazing 💜💜💜)

Oml I’m so sorry about how long this took!!! But let’s have a look here!

Thank you for being so open with me! Now let me think....A-HA! Have a look at this wand here, Pine wood with some lovely Nymph Hair as the core, about 9 and a half inches and quite flexible.

Why don’t I tell you a bit about this wand?

Now have a nice wave, don’t be shy! Let’s see if I have to fix anything!

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