#c:albus

[lilyxpxtter]

alseveruspctter​:

“does anyone else wish that they weren’t so embarrassing all the bloody time? it’s like…i see a cute guy and all of a sudden i’m a rambling idiot.“

“Oh, you’re a rambling idiot outside of seeing a cute guy,” she teased lightly to her sibling, giving them a light nudge. “Now, don’t leave me hanging, who was it that you saw and became a rambling idiot?”

“does anyone else wish that they weren’t so embarrassing all the bloody time? it's like...i see a cute guy and all of a sudden i'm a rambling idiot."

[lilyxpxtter]

closed starter - lily & albus ( @apcttcr )

“It’s weird that we’re not at Hogwarts, isn’t it?” Lily commented, handing her brother a drink of his choosing before taking a seat. “Have you seen Augusta? Albus, I know things are weird between me and her, but you should see her, she is drop dead gorgeous. I was speechless.”

[mackenziepctter]

closed starter - kenzie & albus ( @apcttcr )

Kenzie smiled when she saw her brother-in-law in the doorway after opening the door to her house. “Albus, hi! I’d figured you’d be partying it up at the ball,” she commented, as she crossed the room to pick up Alex from his spot in a baby chair. “Do you want some water or something?”

[arlo-avery]

Arlo had intentionally chosen a day James wasn’t working, insisting he had work to do himself before slipping away to meet Albus outside of the Puddlemere stadium. It wasn’t an incredibly impressive building, made to house smaller Quidditch games with a main focus on closed practises. But it was large, and open, and if anybody wanted to reach James here, he would be vulnerable to an attack. Even if his boyfriend didn’t agree, his boyfriend’s brother did. Which was how he had found himself researching wards with Albus, choosing a select few to place over the expanse of grass. It was the very least they could do and he would feel more comfortable knowing he had tried, to the best of his abilities, to protect the man he loved. As always, the lights were on, people were busy working or visiting. There were many uses for the space when Puddlemere weren’t in training, he could see children with their parents, wandering back to Floo stations or Apparating away. No doubt having just finished their flying lessons. It wasn’t difficult to find Albus, the man had a habit of standing out in a crowd, and he made his way over to him with a hesitant smile. He wasn’t the strongest wizard, but he was capable, he knew that much. An awful lot could rely on him getting this right. “I’d apologise for James and his insistence on making us worry until our hair turns grey, though something tells me you might be used to that by now.” @oxfordasp​

[yesmrpotter]

Harry knew he should be dividing his attention equally between cases. His job as Head Auror was to monitor everybody else in the office, follow their progress and offer help when it was needed. But over the course of the past week he had been focusing solely on the case of the letter, even asking a few of his more trusted workers to investigate various theories. Which was how he had ended up buried in paperwork, paperwork he should have completed days ago. Sitting in his office, slumped over his desk to the point of his glasses sliding down his nose, and his face being only inches away from the parchment he was reading, he willed himself to take in the information. It felt as though he had been doing this for hours, but he honestly couldn’t tell you what he was reading about. His mind was far too distracted by other worries and concerns. Usually he didn’t like being interrupted, but when there was a knock at his door he all but knocked everything over in a rush to answer it. Any excuse to take a break. Running a tired hand down his face, pushing his glasses back up, he pulled open the door to his office, pleasantly surprised to see Albus standing in the hall. “Al-” It wasn’t as though Albus didn’t visit him at work on occasion, but he certainly hadn’t been expecting him today. “Merlin, it’s good to see you. is everything okay? Come in!” @oxfordasp​

[siriuslyjxmes]

@axpotter​

James threw his arm over his brother’s shoulder, appreciating the double-take their party guests had to take seeing the two side by side. Glitches in the Matrix as a theme had been a stroke of genius. A solid contribution much in thanks to the existence of a little something called Mary Jane. “What you say we livin’ this party up, Ames?” He asked, smirking at one of the mashup as their names. James rose his eyebrows in the direction of some of the guests, but focused his attention primarily on his brother, tonight the two even more spitting images of each other. “Thinking it might be time ‘ta break out the brownie roulette.”

[hxgoweasley]

“W-Well . . .I-I’m sure he means well. . .I-I think h-he might just be trying to make small talk. L-Like how your Mum a-asks if I-I’ve finished Romeo and Juliet wh-when I have. . . Six times. . .”

/ / @hissingaspinthegrass | x 

[xscorpiusmalfoy]

A L B U S:

“I’m your best friend, of course. But uhm, you didn’t mention that he was in a rock band.” Albus was fascinated with rock music, punk rock, to be more specific. “I’ve been trying to talk Teddy into taking me to the piercing parlor for ages.”

“Yes.” Scorpius said with a slight smile, “He’s in a rock band, he travels the world, he has fans SCREAMING his name when he leaves the house.  The life of a celebrity.” Scorpius was { h a l f } sarcastic, and half honest. He didn’t need his best friend SWOONING over his brother, too. “If Teddy has said no, I don’t expect he will ever say yes. “ Scorp shifted his stance, shoving one hand into his pocket, “You can go say hi to my older brother. Don’t worry he doesn’t bite. . .” Scorpius smirked, “. . .{ H a r d }.” he winked. 

{ @hissingaspinthegrass }

[tiniestpotter-blog]

Sneaking down to the kitchens was probably something the professors would frown upon, but Lily found it a hard habit to break. The elves at Hogwarts had always rewarded such excursions with chocolates of some kind and more food than she could possibly eat in one sitting. They made for great bargaining material too should she need it with one of the older students as well. Mostly, she just liked the quite clamor of the work going on in the kitchen. It reminded her of her grandmother’s kitchen.

“Oi, I wouldn’t look out there if I were you.” Lily replied as she came across a familiar form staring out the window. She didn’t have to be close to notice it was Albus; his stance alone at the window was all she needed. “’Fraid the weather is quite dismal still. Makes for awful quidditch weather.” She told him even though he was quite capable of coming to that conclusion herself. Truth was she wasn’t sure what else they should be talking about so why not the weather? “Chocolate?” She asked offering up her pile. “Not as good as at Hogwarts but not bad either. So where have you been hiding? Haven’t seen much of you lately.”

@albusisms

[alisonxwood]

phone call 📞 albus & alison

Alison paced a bit waiting for her best friend to answer the phone and she tried his phone again, her anxiety a bit out of control, knowing he was the last she needed to get in contact with and she knew he was always the hardest to get in contact with. She tapped her fingers on the side of a bookshelf as more thunder cracked outside. “Albus Severus Potter, I swear to Merlin, if you don’t answer your phone, I will kick your arse.”

@greensxnotmycolor

[lilyxpxtter]

closed starter - lily & albus ( @apcttcr​ )

“What do you think Gran actually puts in her hot chocolate?” Lily asked, staring at her cup. “I can never make hot chocolate quite like hers, ever.”

[mackenziepctter]

“You have plans with Electra tonight?” Kenzie asked, slightly teasing. She gave her brother-in-law a slight nudge. “Getting that midnight kiss?” ( @apcttcr​ )

[arlo-avery]

Arlo never thought he would find himself relieved to be in St Mungo’s hospital, but he was. Relieved that he was here and not helping James plan a funeral, relieved that finally, after four days spent at home, he was able to visit Albus and see him. Prove to himself that he really was going to be okay. The Potters had all insisted, of course, that he join them during their first visit, the one that had taken place the day after the attack. But he knew it wasn’t his place, knew they all needed space. And if he was being entirely honest, he needed space himself. To process, to reign in his fear and anxiety. He needed to be there for James and Lily. He needed to be there for Albus. It was his turn to be the strong one. He had never been the strong one, he wasn’t sure he really knew how. But Merlin, he was going to try. 

The climb felt longer than it was, his legs were burning when he finally reached the fourth floor, but he barely registered the exertion, focusing entirely on finding the right room. He had some flowers in his hand, flowers he had bought from Diagon Alley before his visit, which felt a little ridiculous now. But he had read enough books to know it was what you did when your friends and family were in hospital. It was either flowers or chocolate and he wasn’t sure Albus was going to have much of an appetite. 

Finally locating the room with the number he had been given, he took a deep breath. It wasn’t lost on him that hidden below his sleeve was the Mark that stood for the very thinking that had led to this attack. It wasn’t lost on him that maybe he shouldn’t be seeing Albus at all, maybe it wasn’t fair. He had pledged loyalty to these people, had even once attempted to convince James that joining them would be right. But he couldn’t think like that. He knew who he was, so much had changed. He was a different person, so far from the boy who had bowed down to his parents. Steeling his resolve, reminding himself why it was important to hide how badly shaken the news had left him, he knocked lightly on the door and let himself inside. “Albus?” He asked quietly, eyes landing on the figure in the room’s only bed. “I hope you don’t mind. It’s me...” @oxfordasp​

[yesmrpotter]

Lily had been the first to see him, that was all he knew. There were mentions of a Muggle club, a list of injuries he couldn’t seem to remember, and various recollections of Albus Potter, his son, staggering into the waiting room, collapsing due to the extent of the damage. There were too many thoughts, too many emotions he was trying to process. Where was the detail he had sent to watch over Al? Why was he in a Muggle club so late at night when he knew there was a threat looming over the family? Was anything irreparable? Was he conscious, did he understand what had happened? 

The owl had arrived in the early hours of the morning, and he had scrambled out of bed, rushing to St Mungos, rushing to Albus, who was still a child in his mind. He was never not going to be a child. Things like this weren’t supposed to happen anymore, and was it his fault? Would this have happened if he hadn’t insisted on pushing the department merge? His head was pounding, trying to convince him he could still feel the old pain in his scar, though he knew he was only imagining it. He just needed to find the room, when he found the room, it would be okay. He just needed to know that Albus was okay. 

Climbing the stairs two at a time, ignoring the people who stopped to stare at him as he passed, he was breathless by the time he reached the Spell Damage ward. Frustrated to find the door to his son’s room had been left entirely unguarded, he let out a huff of breath, taking a moment to lean back against the wall, to collect himself, and regain any composure he may have left. He summoned quite possibly the most difficult Patronus of his life, watching the Stag as it ran the length of the hall, making its way to the Ministry, to tell one of his most talented Aurors that he was needed at St Mungo’s, to stand guard over Albus’ room. When he was positive the spell had been successful, he turned to the nearest Healer, who was watching him with obvious apprehension.

Standing upright, he tried to muster the air of authority he had learned over his years as Head Auror. There was no chance anybody was trying to tell him this was against protocol, or they couldn’t allow it. “There is to be an Auror stationed here at all times.” He snapped. “Do you hear me? Somebody is on their way, if anybody has a problem with that, they can send an Owl to my office.” Waiting until the Healer gave him some assurance, as vague and awkward as it was, he steeled himself, ignoring his shaking hands, opening the door to step inside. It took less than a second for his gaze to land on the figure in the bed, and it was everything he could do to choke back a sob. “Albus?” @oxfordasp

[lilyxpxtter]

apcttcr​:

“So, why did you want to meet?” Albus asked scrunching his already messed up hair in his hands.

@lilyxpxtter

“You look like hell,” Lily commented. “Have you slept?” She squinted her eyes slightly. “I just was wondering why you came home so late last night? That, and wondering if you were going to help me move in tomorrow with Alice?”

“So, why did you want to meet?” Albus asked scrunching his already messed up hair in his hands.

@lilyxpxtter

[siriuslyjamesii]

[owl] : You yell at me for being attracted to Death Eaters and you’re over here condoning murder.

[owl]: at lst those fuckers deserve it[owl]: sry for doing smething more than banging the enemy[owl]: good lck saving the day with ur dick bro