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hollowed-theory-hall · 11 months ago

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Dumbledore is a Manipulative Piece of Shit: Part 3/?

The Prophecy

In the first post in this series, I mentioned having reason to doubt the validity and truth of the prophecy regarding Voldemort and Harry. This is this post.

Although I don't have definitive proof the prophecy is a lie, I have plenty of circumstantial evidence that sheds reasonable doubt on the prophecy and Dumbledore's interpretation of it.

(link to part 2, for those interested)

Exhibit 1: The Location

So, we know how this goes:

“I did,” said Dumbledore. ��On a cold, wet night sixteen years ago, in a room above the bar at the Hog’s Head Inn. I had gone there to see an applicant for the post of Divination teacher, though it was against my inclination to allow the subject of Divination to continue at all. The applicant, however, was the great-great-granddaughter of a very famous, very gifted Seer, and I thought it common politeness to meet her. I was disappointed. It seemed to me that she had not a trace of the gift herself. I told her, courteously I hope, that I did not think she would be suitable for the post. I turned to leave.”

(Order of the Pheonix, page 840)

“That might, indeed, have been the more practical course,” said Dumbledore, “except that Voldemort’s information about the prophecy was incomplete. The Hog’s Head Inn, which Sibyll chose for its cheapness, has long attracted, shall we say, a more interesting clientele than the Three Broomsticks. As you and your friends found out to your cost, and I to mine that night, it is a place where it is never safe to assume you are not being overheard. Of course, I had not dreamed, when I set out to meet Sibyll Trelawney, that I would hear anything worth overhearing. My — our — one stroke of good fortune was that the eavesdropper was detected only a short way into the prophecy and thrown from the building.”

(Order of the Pheonix, page 843)

The reason I'm bringing this up is this specific part of the quote above in particular:

The Hog’s Head Inn, which Sibyll chose for its cheapness

Since when does an interview prospect for the position of Hogwarts professor choose the location of the interview?

We know that when Tom Riddle came to his interview for the Defence Against the Dark Arts position in 1967, the interview was held in the Headmaster's office at Hogwarts:

The Dumbledore behind the desk showed no sign of surprise. Evidently this visit had been made by appointment. “Good evening, Tom,” said Dumbledore easily. “Won’t you sit down?” “Thank you,” said Voldemort, and he took the seat to which Dumbledore had gestured — the very seat, by the looks of it, that Harry had just vacated in the present. “I heard that you had become headmaster,” he said, and his voice was slightly higher and colder than it had been. “A worthy choice.” “I am glad you approve,” said Dumbledore, smiling. “May I offer you a drink?” “That would be welcome,” said Voldemort. “I have come a long way.” Dumbledore stood and swept over to the cabinet where he now kept the Pensieve, but which then was full of bottles. Having handed Voldemort a goblet of wine and poured one for himself, he returned to the seat behind his desk.

(Half-Blood Prince, page 441)

Why would Dumbledore choose to hold Trelawney's interview in the Hogs-Head? Because it was his choice. He could've interviewed her in his office like he had Tom Riddle. But no, he preferred the cheap inn, run by a brother who hates him and is known for attracting less reputable sorts (including Death Eaters) in the middle of a war?

And even if he is holding the interview in the hogs-Head, let's say he has a good reason for it, why not make sure he wasn't overheard in such a place? We know its possible with the Imperturbable Charm.

Turning to Fred and George she said, “It’s no go with the Extendable Ears, she’s gone and put an Imperturbable Charm on the kitchen door.”

(Order of the Pheonix, page 69)

Because if Molly Weasley can cast this charm, surely Dumbledore can.

Or the Muffliato Charm that Snape has invented by that point:

and, perhaps most useful of all, Muffliato, a spell that filled the ears of anyone nearby with an unidentifiable buzzing, so that lengthy conversations could be held in class without being overheard.

(Half-Blood Prince, page 238)

But no, instead he made sure to be in a place where he was likely to be spied on and took no precautions against it, even though he could've held the interview in the safety of Hogwarts.

The only conclusion I can draw is that he wanted to be overheard. That he wanted some Death Eater to hear the prophecy and take it to Voldemort.

Exhibit 2: The Circumstances

But why? Why would he want Voldemort to hear a prophecy that would make him target an innocent baby?

Well, Dumbledore was in a rough spot in May of 1980 when the prophecy was made. Voldemort practically controlled the ministry and did as he pleased (even though, it wasn't much). The Order of the Phoenix had 15 of its members and member families killed from August 1979 to that interview.

Dumbledore and the Order were losing. And they were losing badly.

Arthur Weasley says:

“Oh, Molly, come on, it’s about time you got used to hearing it — look, I can’t promise no one’s going to get hurt, nobody can promise that, but we’re much better off than we were last time, you weren’t in the Order then, you don’t understand, last time we were outnumbered twenty to one by the Death Eaters and they were picking us off one by one. . . .”

(Order of the Pheonix, page 177)

By 1980, if Dumbledore wanted to win, he needed a miracle. And that's when he was approached by Trelawney approached him.

If I had to hazard a guess, I'd say he held a normal interview in the castle, and in that interview, she made a real prophecy about Harry and Voldemort, but not the one we hear. Dumbledore heard the prophecy and knew he'd have to orchestrate the circumstances of Halloween 1981 if he wanted to end Voldemort. So he did.

He gave Trelawney a script, and he made sure to be somewhere a wizard down on their luck who wouldn't stand the temptation to spy on him would overhear and sell the information to Voldemort. I don't know if Dumbledore specifically intended for it to be Snape, but maybe? I don't know.

But I know he made sure Voldemort got hold of the prophecy, or at least part of it so Dumbledore could set Voldemort's demise into motion.

Exhibit 3: The Only Time We Hear the Prophecy

Now, we would never know what the true prophecy said, since it was smashed.

The only source we have for the full prophecy is the word of Albus Dumbledore. Well, his word and his odd memory:

Then, with a sigh, he raised his wand and prodded the silvery substance with its tip. A figure rose out of it, draped in shawls, her eyes magnified to enormous size behind her glasses, and she revolved slowly, her feet in the basin. But when Sibyll Trelawney spoke, it was not in her usual ethereal, mystic voice, but in the harsh, hoarse tones Harry had heard her use once before. “THE ONE WITH THE POWER TO VANQUISH THE DARK LORD APPROACHES. . . . BORN TO THOSE WHO HAVE THRICE DEFIED HIM, BORN AS THE SEVENTH MONTH DIES . . . AND THE DARK LORD WILL MARK HIM AS HIS EQUAL, BUT HE WILL HAVE POWER THE DARK LORD KNOWS NOT . . . AND EITHER MUST DIE AT THE HAND OF THE OTHER FOR NEITHER CAN LIVE WHILE THE OTHER SURVIVES. . . . THE ONE WITH THE POWER TO VANQUISH THE DARK LORD WILL BE BORN AS THE SEVENTH MONTH DIES. . . .” The slowly revolving Professor Trelawney sank back into the silver mass below and vanished.

(Order of the Pheonix, page 841)

No other memory Harry sees in the pensive behaves this way. Harry always places his head in the pensive and is sucked into the memory, to walk in it. It's how a pensive always worked.

Except for this one singular instance, in which it shows a "memory" like a hologram, like an illusion.

I don't think this is a memory at all, just from how different it is described from any other memory. For context, pensive memories are described like this in the same book:

Harry walked the remaining few feet to the Pensieve and stood over it, gazing into its depths. He hesitated, listening, then pulled out his wand again. The office and the corridor beyond were completely silent. He gave the contents of the Pensieve a small prod with the end of his wand. The silvery stuff within began to swirl very fast. Harry leaned forward over it and saw that it had become transparent. He was, once again, looking down into a room as though through a circular window in the ceiling. . . . In fact, unless he was much mistaken, he was looking down upon the Great Hall. . . .His breath was actually fogging the surface of Snape’s thoughts. . . .His brain seemed to be in limbo. . . . It would be insane to do the thing that he was so strongly tempted to do. . . . He was trembling. . . . Snape could be back at any moment . . . but Harry thought of Cho’s anger, of Malfoy’s jeering face, and a reckless daring seized him. He took a great gulp of breath and plunged his face into the surface of Snape’s thoughts. At once, the floor of the office lurched, tipping Harry headfirst into the Pensieve. . . . He was falling through cold blackness, spinning furiously as he went, and then — He was standing in the middle of the Great Hall

(Order of the Pheonix, page 640)

Even if I did take the prophecy at face value, which is a big if, I can interrupt it in multiple ways. I'll give one example:

The third line:

BORN AS THE SEVENTH MONTH DIES

Sure, it can refer to July, the seventh month in the Julian calendar we use today. But before Julius Caesar and Agustus (the Roman emperors) added months named after them, September was the seventh month. It's why it's called September — "Septima" means "seven" in Latin. September is literally named "the seventh month".

And that's without talking about other calendars, that have a whole different system to their months.

Or the Line before it:

BORN TO THOSE WHO HAVE THRICE DEFIED HIM

What exactly counts as defying? It's so vague any disagreement could be considered a defiance. Is it battle? Is it that he offered James and Lily to join him and they refused?

Vagueness means it could mean literally anything and puts the whole interpretation of the prophecy in question.

Conclusions

So, we have a prophecy that was made under odd circumstances, where the only source we have to it is supposedly a memory of a powerful Legilemense that knows how to edit memories.

There isn't exactly cutting evidence the prophecy is fake, but I think there's enough here to make us doubt its validity along with its intentions and interpretation.

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gulnarsultan · 2 years ago

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Reader being Gellert Grindelwald and Albus Dumbledore granddaughter and being introduced to the black family.

Yandere Sirius black is the boyfriend and wants to marry her. He’s afraid of her grandparents to ask yet.

In fact, for the first time, Walburga and Orion were proud of their son, Sirius. They were a little relieved when he said he wanted to marry you. Marriage would ensure the continuation of the lineage, in addition to making him a more perfect man. That's what his parents thought. He told them to propose to you immediately. Sirius and you have been lovers since the fifth year. The only thing you didn't know was your boyfriend's inclinations towards you. Sirius took you to the Astronomy tower and made a marriage proposal. You were both happy and scared. You didn't know what your grandparents would say. When you told your fears to Sirius, he immediately calmed your fears. He promised to make everything right. He wouldn't let anyone take his girlfriend away from him.

#yandere harry potter characters x reader #yandere harry potter characters #yandere sirius black #yandere sirius black x reader #albus dumbledore x reader #gellert grindelwald x reader #hp fanart

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amethystandemma · 2 days ago

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Ashma Fahlstrom

Ashma Fahlstrom (1896-2000) was a Italian-English witch who fought against Grindelwald during his rise to power. She was the second youngest daughter of Ronaldo Fahlstrom, a Magical Italian Mafia Boss, and the wife of Theseus Scamander.

She was thrusted into a life of crime from a young age, forced to do her father's bidding or be punished for her insubordination. At the age of eleven, she was branded on her face and neck by her father for failing to steal a jewel from a rival family. The brands were magical in nature, and teleport her to her father whenever he needs her.

She attended Beauxbatons where she was sorted into Ombrelune house, which was the alma mater of her mother. Ashma spent most of her time alone, and had very little friends.

It wasn't until she moved to London in her twenties that things started to look up for her. While robbing a known arsonist, she ran into Theseus Scamander in Diagon Alley. There was an immediate attraction between the two, and their long game of cat and mouse started.

And a very long game of cat and mouse it was indeed.

Biographical Information

Born: February 7th, 1896

Died: October 20th, 2000

Blood Status: pure-blood

Marital Status: married

Nationality: Italian-English

Also Known As

The Raven Woman

Physical Information

Species: Human

Gender: Female

Hair Color: black

Eye Color: red

Height: 5'11

Other Distinguishing Features: white brands on her neck and over her left eye, moles below her right eye and below the right side of her lip

Relationship Information

Family Members

Ronaldo Fahlstrom (father)

Isabelle D'Aboville (mother)

Mariano Fahlstrom (older brother)

Maria Fahlstrom (older sister)

Nico Fahlstrom (older brother)

Rici Fahlstrom (older brother)

Federico Fahlstrom (older brother)

Luca Fahlstrom (older brother)

Marceline Fahlstrom (older sister, twin)

Bianca Fahlstrom (younger sister)

Grace Scamander (daughter)

Helen Scamander (daughter, Young Riot Hogwarts AU)

Father-in-law

Poppy Sweeting (mother-in-law)

Newt Scamander (brother-in-law by marriage)

Evangeline Sallow (sister-in-law by marriage)

Ivan Williams (son-in-law)

Jonathan Crane (son-in-law, Young Riot Hogwarts AU)

Daniel Williams (grandson)

Amelia Crane (granddaughter, Young Riot Hogwarts AU)

Natani Crane (granddaughter, Young Riot Hogwarts AU)

Romances: Theseus Scamander

Magical Characteristics

Animagus: raven (unregistered)

Boggart: Theseus's dead body

Wand

-10 inches

-willow

-dragon heartstring core

Patronus: raven

Affiliation

Occupation

Thief

Spy for Dumbledore

House: Ombrelune

Content

The Raven Meets the Auror (one-shot)

Wand sketch

Gallery

#ashma fahlstrom #theseus scamander x ashma fahlstrom #thashma #harry potter oc #wizarding world oc #fantastic beasts oc

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toctua · 11 months ago

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Hi! Did Ominis and Aena ever find out what happened to their granddaughter? The whole thing about her affair with Tom, being kicked out of the family, etc, did she have a good relationship with them?I'm just researching your beautiful blog and want to know more 🤭❤️ Thanks!

Hi~~~! I'm very glad that you asked, because I thought about this a lot and still think about it… And sorry for such a long text 👀

In fact, it so happened that Ominis died quite young (I had their family tree with dates, but Noctua's date of birth was incorrectly indicated there, because I made it before Toctua became my hyperfix and I did not make it thinking). He died about a month before/after the month of Noctua's birth.

With Aena, everything was somewhat more complicated, because she is not the kind of grandmother who would simply leave everything to go as it is. But I think she was afraid of quarreling with both her son and her granddaughter, so she tried not to put too much pressure on them. As she grew older, Aena greatly missed Ominis and preferred to travel, visiting her relatives and friends in other countries. And when there was a quarrel between Eleazar and Noctua, she was simply not at home. This was also the reason why she didn't know how serious the situation really was.

Because At that time, Eleazar was married for the second time, I thought that probably her younger step-brother begged his sister to stay at home and make peace with his father.

Aena tried to act more through Eleazar, pushing him to a truce with his daughter. But at that time, contacting Noctua was quite problematic. Tom cut her off from contact with her family (although Noctua hardly knew about it), after a quarrel he believed that they were not worthy of being part of their circle.

It must be taken into account that the quarrel occurred very large, thinking about it, I added to its content:

Yes. Eleazar was incredibly angry, at that moment he already realized how dangerous Tom was and was simply afraid for Noctua. In addition, he had a chance to communicate with Dumbledore, who explained to him the situation with Tom and… just hinted at their family connection. And Eleazar was blown away when he realized that Noctua knew about all this and continued to stay close to Riddle. Moreover, he notices this unhealthy connection between them. Of course, it’s not new among purebred wizards to start relationships and start families with relatives, but Tom was Gaunt, and Eleazar couldn’t stand them.

I suppose it all came down to Noctua’s exile when, in a fit of emotion, she raised her wand at him. It’s unlikely that she wanted this, and she never cast the spell, but Eleazar was wounded in the very heart. It was a quarrel full of the most desperate emotions when he tried to reach out to his daughter, but he understood that she did not value his words because of her arrogance.

And Noctua left. I think they sometimes saw each other from afar in London, but at that moment, when Eleazar finally decided to approach her, he never saw her again in person, only in photographs. Noctua simply disappeared, and after a while, thanks to Dumbledore and his colleagues, he learned that his dear daughter died, and not from what he feared most, but because of a banal incident at work.

And even after that, he would not have received her body, would not have buried her properly. Noctua simply disappeared, and only her room and family tree reminded him that he really had a daughter.

I also want to add that Tom initially had a good relationship with the Noctua family. We all know how this boy can fawn, but for him, this was primarily an opportunity to keep Noctua as close to him as possible.

While they were studying at Hogwarts, Eleazar loved Tom. Of course, he was a little afraid, after all, his girl is friends with the boy (although in fact Noctua was friends with girls too, but not so close, again because of Tom). But Riddle was an excellent student, everyone spoke well of him, and Eleazar was even proud that his daughter was next to such an outstanding young mind. He also noticed Tom's ambiguous behavior, but ultimately chalked it up to the fact that they were teenagers and was probably prepared for the possibility that one of them might fall in love with the other in the future. The last thing on his mind was that Tom was evil in the flesh, considering how well he treated Noctua.

Aena did not have much contact with Tom, but she was completely fascinated by the boy. She repeatedly teased Eleazar about the fact that Tom was his future son-in-law. I think she treated them more lightly, remembering herself and Ominis in their school years. Probably Aena romanticized everything too much; after all, her personal life with Ominis was full of romance, until his death.

I'm so sorry this took so many words, it was a nice opportunity for me to speak. I should probably really start writing small headcanons, in addition to the art, to give depth to this lore for everyone who is really interested.

I also want to thank you from the bottom of my heart for your question. I'm actually pleasantly surprised that anyone is interested in the story between Noctua and Tom and it warms my heart. I'm beyond happy to be able to share my thoughts on them! 💚

#toctua #ask toctua #noctua cowell #tom marvolo riddle #info character

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castingmysilver · 2 years ago

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A Thought re: Scholomance as a conversation with fandom interpretations of Harry Potter.

Is the grandmother a direct reply to Dumbledore? Specifically the bit where she has a genuinely sympathetic and fairly watertight reason for why she manipulated her granddaughter's isolation?? Like, she wasn't just moving a chess-piece into position by hurting her. She was both preserving the future of the world, *and* keeping the child from prophetic certainty of falling into the hands of people who would be *worse* for her, even though her phrasing basically destroyed El's childhood.

#the scholomance #naomi novik #of fandom #harry potter #character interpretation #thematic analysis #prophecy #directing fate #the golden enclaves #books

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crushingonevery1 · 1 year ago

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DUMBLEDORE'S HIER (Part 3)

Summary: your wait comes to an end as you begin ur journey at Hogwarts with your loving boyfriend and ofcourse your grandfather, along with ur magical family.

Warning: Slytherin reader. Pancy Parkinson rivalry. Very tiny bit of soft Snape ( tell me if I should add more of him).

Pairings: Draco Malfoy x fem! Slytherin!reader

Getting off the train, you parted ways from the golden trio and the Weasley twins you were talking to. As soon as you stepped off the train you met one of your favourite people in the whole world.

"HAGRID!!!" He turned around from trying to spot you in the tiny students spilling out of the train and immediately with his loud voice replied

"Y/N DEAR THERE YOU ARE!! I FORGOT HOW TINY YOU WERE!!"

You immediately started crying and jumped into his arms, while he picked you up letting you cry in his arms trying to calm his own self down, not wanting to look soft in front of the students.

Hogwarts and it's professors, they were your family, they all played just as much of a role in raising you as your grandfather. You valued each and everyone of them and they all loved you just as much.

A lot of students paused to watch the scene unfold while others couldn't care less. Soon everyone made their way to the school.

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Everyone was gathered in the dining hall while you along with Hagrid waited outside for your grandfather to call you in so you could be finally sorted into your house.

You felt so many emotions, there was so much going on you were almost overwhelmed. You were reuniting with your family after years of keeping in touch only through letters. You were suprising your bestfriend and boyfriend. You were gonna finally get sorted into your Hogwarts house. Right. Your house. It always bothered you Mr. Malfoy's obsession with Slytherin. What if you didn't get Slytherin, would they force you and Draco to split up? No they can't. They wouldn't. Would they?

Your thoughts were broken when you heard you grandfather's voice from inside the dining hall.

"WELCOME BACK STUDENTS, WE HOPE YOU'VE ALL HAD SPLENDID SUMMERS AND ARE READY FOR THE NEW YEAR.

Tonight I keep the introduction short, I wanted to introduce you all with the only family I have. I, Albus Dumbledore, have a granddaughter, and today, she begins her journey like you in Hogwarts. We are here to encourage her through her sorting ceremony. I expect you all to be no different to her then to each other. She will be treated just the same as all of our other students."

"HERE SHE IS, Y/N DUMBLEDORE" presented Hagrid not containing his excitement opening the door for you.

The moment the door opened you looked around trying to find the pair of shocked eyes you longed to see all day. Spotting him at the Slytherin table,you gave him a wink loving the smile in his eyes. He couldn't help but give you huge grin with his eyes already tearing up, it's okay though noone would see, everyone was too shocked by the new unexpected student.

You made your way to your grandfather hugging him and all the other professors while crying your heart out. As much as Draco wanted to go there and comfort you and hug you and ask you why you didn't tell him, he sat there in his place, not wanting to interrupt your family reunion. He knew you waited for this for years, and he wouldn't let himself or anyone else ruin it for you. He sat there watching you with heart eyes knowing this was going to be his best year at Hogwarts, ever.

Parting from professor McGonagall, you made your way to professor Snape, if there was one person he has a soft spot for, it was you, he considered you his own daughter, he claimed he raised you, and infact he did.

"professor Snape" you nodded in acknowledgement making your way to him.

"Ms.Dumbledore." He nods back before you throw yourself into his arms, today would go down in history some of the students claimed. They couldn't believe they saw Snape laugh, not scold not glare but actually laugh.

Eventually once you were done with your greetings and cleaning your face from all the crying, the sorting hat was brought and placed on your head.

You wished in your head it wouldn't be anything but Slytherin not wanting to even so much as threaten your relationship with your lover. Soon the hat made its decision.

"SLYTHERIN"

A wide smile made its way to your face and soon you got off the chair and sprinted across the room making your way to the teary love filled green eyes that were waiting their turn since the moment you entered the hall.

He stood up letting you crash into him immediately wrapping his arms around you and burying his face in your neck. The tears he was holding back since this morning thinking of not being able to meet you for the next year finally made their way out. He hid his face in your neck and sobbed not willing to show anyone his vulnerable side other than you.

To say say everyone else was shocked was an understatement, not only did Draco have a girlfriend, but it was Dumbledore's granddaughter of all people.

The golden trio looked at each other all of a sudden doubting your intentions of befriending them in the train, and you could tell, but you let it be. They werent important right now.

The students around Draco, his friends (that you also knew very well) all cheered. The girl sitting two seats away, Pancy Parkinson as you recognised, had her jaw on the ground and she looked ready to get up and pull your hair out. But you didn't have to worry. Not at Hogwarts, not with your family around, not when your standing in the protective arms of the one and only Draco Malfoy. The boy who had promised himself that no matter what happens you were his. His responsibility, his to take care of. He wasn't going to let a soul near you if they meant any harm.

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Ps: I'm very clueless of what to write in the coming parts so please please please help me out with requests of what you'd like to read. I'm not willing to write smut and can't promise the best when it comes to angst. So I'll keep my acc a lot more fluffy. Also please do tell me if I should post a little character background seperately cause I'm clueless if people actually wanna read that.

ANYWAYS LOVE YALL MWAHH!!

#draco malfoy x reader #draco fluff #draco malfoy #draco malfoy fluff #draco malfoy x you #hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry #albus dumbledore

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neverenoughmarauders · 1 month ago

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Obviously there’s limited evidence, but I hc that Sybil Trelawney did not go to Hogwarts as a student.

“I did,” said Dumbledore. “On a cold, wet night sixteen years ago, in a room above the bar at the Hog’s Head Inn. I had gone there to see an applicant for the post of Divination teacher, though it was against my inclination to allow the subject of Divination to continue at all. The applicant, however, was the great-great-granddaughter of a very famous, very gifted Seer, and I thought it common politeness to meet her. I was disappointed. It seemed to me that she had not a trace of the gift herself. I told her, courteously I hope, that I did not think she would be suitable for the post. I turned to leave.” [emphasis]

To me it sounds like Dumbledore did not know the person he went to see and Dumbledore usually show good knowledge of his past students. Now, maybe his focus was on students that were rather exceptional (James is exceptionally bright and joined the Order, Dawlish did very well in school even if I can’t understand how, and Tom Riddle needs no explanation). Maybe he didn’t know anything about a student who kept to herself (not to cloud the inner eye) and whose key interest was divination. Maybe he knew of her, but had no idea if she had any talent.

Maybe. But an at least equally plausible explanation is that he did not know her because she did not go to Hogwarts!

#sybill trelawney #Harry Potter #just a thought

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philomenie · 10 months ago

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Once in a Lifetime

Pairing: Joakim x Mina

This is my first story to be published, so I'm very nervous.

i hope i've put all the content warnings, if i've forgotten anything, please let me know.

I would like to mention that English is not my mother tongue.

CN fluff, smut, anxiety, trauma, relationship anxiety, difficult situations, mention of betrayal of trust, cheating, 18+

@valiantroeagleangel

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Mina

Fortunately, the flight isn't long. The elderly gentleman next to you turns out to be a constant talker, telling you enthusiastically about his granddaughter, whom he wants to visit in London.

Smiling, you listen to the stories as you realize that the elderly gentleman needs to talk. However, your thoughts are elsewhere.

You go over your encounter with Joakim again and again, remembering small details, his tone of voice, his enthusiasm when you talked about Harry Potter, his love for his band....

You sigh and try to save every second as a treasure in your memories.

As the plane lands, you hurry to get to the gate to Seattle.

Needless to say, your eyes keep searching for him, but he is nowhere to be found.

As you show your boarding card, you are suddenly taken aside by the stewardess so that the other passengers can pass.

"Is there a problem?" you ask, confused.

"No, no problem, it's more or less a rebooking." "Rebooking?" you frown questioningly.

The stewardess smiles "Yes, I've been given your name, you'll be seated in Business Class!"

"Business class? How?" comes out of your mouth in surprise.

Suddenly you hear a deep voice behind you, "I've booked 2 seats.... One is practically free and I thought we could resume the conversation from earlier? Only if you want to, of course!"

Stunned, you turn around only to look into Joakim's face, who is now smiling at you a little shyly, unsure if you'll say yes.

"Are you serious? I mean why?" "I'm completely serious and why, because I'd like to keep talking to you, quite simply," Joakim replies.

You have to swallow, your thoughts are racing, the stewardess is urging you to make a decision.

Without giving it a second thought, you give in to your feelings and agree.

Joakim smiles at you, "Then come on, don't let them take off without us and we're stuck here!"

"That would be too terrible," you reply with a laugh.

As you take your seats, you look at him seriously, "I can send you the money for the seat, it's not necessary for you to..." "Please, I invited you to sit next to me, you don't really think I'd accept your money, do you? I always book two adjacent seats, especially on long-haul flights, to have my peace and privacy. If you weren't sitting here now, it would be empty, paid for, but empty."

"And I'm not disturbing you?" "No, you're definitely not disturbing me, I want you to be here. After all, we still have to clarify whether Prof. McGonagall was secretly in love with Prof. Dumbledore or not!" he replies.

"Okay, that's a plausible argument, of course!" You smile at him.

After the start, he takes off his hood and cap, his long hair falls to his shoulders and you have to resist the temptation to brush it out of his face. He takes a hair tie and ties his hair back into a messy bun.

You take a deep breath and close your eyes briefly. "Come down Mina!!! Concentrate on the essentials, breathe, slowly, everything's fine, this doesn't mean anything!" you try to calm yourself down, because you notice the clear nervousness spreading through you, thoughts trying to find a logic in all of this, his behavior.

"So, where did we leave off?" he looks at you questioningly...

You quickly get talking again, it doesn't take long and the familiar atmosphere, like at the airport, returns. He looks at you with a smile as you talk enthusiastically about your family, your brothers, your sister.

At some point you realize that your eyes are getting heavy, you listen to his voice sleepily as your eyes suddenly close and you fall asleep.

Joakim

In the middle of his story, he notices that you have fallen asleep.

He carefully brushes a strand of hair out of your face to get a better look at you.

Crazy, he thinks to himself, what kind of day has it been? Why does it feel so damn good to be sitting next to this woman, watching her sleep, even though you didn't even know each other a few hours ago?

What's wrong with him...

Just as he's about to make himself comfortable to sleep, you groan, get restless and a tear runs down your cheek.

Without thinking, he pulls you to his chest as best he can, takes your hand in his and gently strokes your cheek, murmuring soothing words in Swedish.

It feels so good, so natural, he doesn't want to let you go, so he snuggles down in his seat with you in his arms to get some sleep too.

When he wakes up again, he feels like he's been knocked out, the arm he's holding you with is numb and painful. But there's no chance of changing anything, he's enjoying the situation far too much.

He leans closer to you to memorize your scent, he recognizes lavender and freesia.

You move, starting to wake up, Joakim is unsure whether he should continue to hold you or move away from you. He carefully releases his arm from your shoulder and his hand from yours, bringing you fully awake.

You blink at him and realize that you have been sleeping on his shoulder or chest and start up, startled.

With red cheeks, you apologize.

"No problem," he replies with a grin, completely in control of the situation on the outside, but inside his heart is racing and he would love to pull you close again, continue to breathe in your scent, listen to your breathing, hold your hand....

Mina

You excuse yourself and go to the on-board toilet to freshen up, as you will soon be landing.

You energetically pour a load of water over your face to reduce the redness of your cheeks and cool your hot head, your thoughts are racing in all directions again and you are absolutely not sure what it all means.

Back at your seat, you have to fasten your seatbelt as the landing flight is about to begin.

You clear your throat, look straight ahead frantically, feel insecure, the lightness has suddenly disappeared from you.

Out of the corner of your eye you see him looking at you questioningly, you try to ignore it and focus on the plans you've made with your sister for when you arrive in Willamette.

"Did I do something wrong?" it pops into his head, "why is she suddenly so cold, dismissive?"

He rubs his eyes uncertainly, sighs and searches for his cap, which must have fallen to the floor during the flight. As he bends down to inspect the floor, his shoulder brushes your leg and you automatically lean into his touch. He reacts by rubbing his shoulder lightly against you. You would love to reach out to him, dig into his hair, feel him all over your body.

Then the moment is over, he sits up, the cap in his hands, to place it back on his head.

After landing, you wait until almost all the other passengers have disembarked, he helps you with your hand luggage, he only has a rucksack with him, you have your large handbag and another bag.

You leave the plane in silence, Joakim has now put the hood of his hoodie back on, and walk into the terminal.

Your connecting flight to Portland leaves in 15 minutes, his to LA in an hour.

You face each other uncertainly.

"So... thanks again for the seat..."

"You're welcome, I really liked it, I mean I liked having you next to me...."

"Yes, I liked it too, and our conversations...."

"Yes, I can't remember the last time I talked so much and for so long with someone."

"Uhm.... Well, I have to go then, my flight..."

"Oh yeah, not that you'll miss it..."

"Yes, I have to go...."

"Hmm, ok....."

"Maybe I'll see you again sometime, somewhere...."

"Maybe at a concert?"

"Yes, exactly, there for example.... Well then, take care and thanks again.…"

You turn around, lump in your throat, knot in your stomach, pudding knee, damn, damn, damn echoes in your head as you hurry to your gate, head bowed and quick on your feet.

I can't possibly let her go like this, I don't want to let her go like this... is all he can think and hurries after you.

When he catches up with you, he grabs your shoulder.

"Mina, you've forgotten something!"

Startled, but at the same time completely relieved, you look him in the eye.

"Forgotten? Me? What?" you stammer out.

"Give me your cell phone, please!"

"My cell phone?"

"Yes, please give it to me, you forgot to write down my number! Just in case.... I mean, if you're bored or have nothing better to do, you could text me or something...." he gets quieter and more uncertain.

You smile at him, "I'd love to have your number, Joakim!" With these words, you hand him your cell phone, which you've managed to steal.

Grinning, he types his number into your contacts and hands it back to you.

You look into each other's eyes again until the last call for your flight sounds.

"I have to go now..."

"Yeah, sure, you have to...." and with these words he pulls you into a hug.

You melt away, he holds you tight, breathing into your hair, you lay your head in the crook of his neck, not wanting to let him go, It feels so good, so familiar, so safe, something you haven't felt in ages.

Breaking away from him is the hardest thing you have to do, but your flight isn't waiting and your sister is waiting for you....

You step back, raise your hand to say goodbye and walk to the gate, completely confused, hot tears stinging your eyes, you have to swallow to keep from crying.

Fortunately, the flight is not long and you land in Portland after an hour, from there you get your rental car and thanks to the navigation system you arrive safely at your hotel in Willamette.

You've already spoken to Ella on the phone at the airport, you've arranged to meet the next lunchtime, first arrive, unpack, eat, shower and sleep!!!

Ella immediately noticed from your tone of voice that something must have happened, but you don't want to talk about it, not yet.

You still want to keep it to yourself, especially because you first have to figure out what happened!

After you've eaten and showered, you lie on your king-size bed in your room, dressed in your fluffy bathrobe and holding your cell phone in your hand.... Should I?? it runs through your head...

You open your contacts, scroll through until you find the name Joakim, a guitar emoji and a magic emoji are saved behind the name, you grin and have butterflies in your stomach again, just thinking about him.

His hands, his smell, his hug, his voice...

You not only feel a tug in your stomach, but also between your legs, you wonder what he tastes like, how he kisses, how he moans.

You quickly type a little message: "Hey just Joakim, arrived safely?"

Heart pounding, you wait for a response.

Joakim

Letting you go after the hug almost kills him. He looks after you with a dry throat, waits until your flight takes off and then walks to his gate with burning eyes.

Fuck, fuck, fuck..... will I see her again? Is that what I want? Fuck yes!!! I want to see her again, hold her in my arms again, kiss her, touch her....

Frustrated, he curses to himself, the wait seems like forever until he can finally fly to LA.

Once there, Jesse is waiting for him as agreed!

"Hey Jolly, good to see you man!" he greets him

"Yeah, I'm glad to be back!" Is that him? Something, someone is missing.

The drive to the house is largely silent, Jesse eyes him suspiciously, he has rarely or never seen him so quiet and thoughtful.

But Jesse doesn't want to ask, he knows that if Jolly wants to talk, he'll come up to him, as he always does.

"I have to warn you, Noah has a new favorite at the moment, uhm friendship plus to be exact, very very plus if you understand.... she is currently spending most of her time at our house...."

"Really now?" Joakim sighs

"Yeah, and she usually has two friends with her who hang out at the house...."

"It's getting better and better!" he growls, annoyed.

That's all he needs, he thinks sarcastically, some women who are in the house with what I know for interntions.... Damnit Noah!!!

"Noah's girl's name is Amber, the other 2 are Jules and Rainy, just so you know" Jesse informs him.

"Uhum and let me guess, Amber is blonde?"

"Almost, auburn, Jules is brunette and Rainy is blonde" grins Jesse.

"Excellent! But I don't have to deal with them today? I just want to...."

"Uhumm so Noah has a little welcome party for you...."

"NOT FUCKING SERIOUS?"

"Yeah, I was gonna stop him, but you know Noah when he gets excited about an idea...."

"Yeaaa, I know"; Joakim rubs his eyes tiredly....

Damn, he just wanted to rest, to sort out his thoughts and feelings, as far as that was possible....

Mina... fuck, just saying her name in his mind warms his heart. He closes his eyes and remembers her face, smiling as he thinks about it, and then drifts off to when he held her in his arms on the plane. Mina.... Mine?

When he arrives at the house, Joakim takes his luggage, Jesse opens the front door and the first thing he sees when he enters is a huge WELCOME HOME JOLLY poster hanging on the wall, only to be happily embraced and greeted by his flatmates a little later.

"Good to see you man, 6 weeks was a long time!" Noah says happily and hugs him.

"Hey Jolly!!!" Orrie and Michael cheer in unison and give him a hug shortly after Noah.

"Yeah, I'm back! Good to see you again!"

Three young women stand whispering in front of the couch in the living room, pretty to look at, that's it for him too.

"Jolly, I want you to meet Amber, AMBER, come on, this is Jolly, our long-lost guitarist in Sweden and my most important co-composer," Noah grins as a petite redhead with bright green eyes snuggles into his embrace.

"Nice to meet you Jolly, I'm Amber," she coos

Joakim gives her a friendly nod as the two other women catch up with them.

Jules and Rainy introduce themselves, with Rainy almost devouring him with her eyes and hardly wanting to let go of his hand after the greeting.

Joakim groans inwardly, fuck, please don't, he doesn't need that now, he doesn't want that now, some random girl making eyes at him....

The only woman he longs for, the only woman he really wants is you!

"Jolly, little surprise, Nicholas and Vincent are in LA right now, a tattoo convention, they'll be by later!" Noah mentions.

"Nice, I haven't seen Vincent for ages," Joakim is genuinely pleased.

Seeing Vincent, his old friend, makes him happy, maybe there will be an opportunity to talk to him alone... Vincent knows him better than he knows himself, maybe he can help him through his emotional chaos.

What is that anyway? An emotional chaos?

He decides that a conversation with Vincent is just the thing!

Joakim slumps wearily onto the couch, stretches his tired limbs, takes his cell phone out of his pocket and checks his messages.

"Nothing from Mina," he realizes disappointedly, which gives him a sting. He had hoped to receive a short or longer message from you.

He sighs, puts his cell phone down on the coffee table and closes his eyes.

Seconds later, someone sits down next to him, the sweet perfume is not his taste at all, he stoically keeps his eyes closed, he has no desire to have a conversation with a stranger.

Suddenly he feels a hand on his thigh and a light voice asks "Hey Jolly, so done? I thought we could have some fun together, here I brought you a drink!" and with that Rainy pushes a glass of clear liquid into his hand, including ice cubes and a lime wedge.

"Nahh thanks, but I'm totally jetlagged, now alcohol and I'm in nirvana" he tries to talk his way out of it, at the same time moving away from her to escape her grip.

Rainy doesn't let herself be shaken off that easily, she moves back and looks at him from deep blue eyes through her eyelashes, smiles shyly and twirls a strand of hair.

"Oh come on, everyone else is drinking and having fun too, I didn't think you were so reserved...."

"You don't know me at all, how can you tell if I'm reserved?" Joakim replies sharply and gets up to join his friends in the kitchen.

Rainy looks on sulkily and downs her and Joakim's drink.

She sees his cell phone lying at the table, which vibrates at that moment and displays a new message, unknown, the following message "Hey just Joakim, arrived safely?"

She frowns, takes the phone, which is still unlocked, and clicks on the message, thinks about it and deletes it without further ado, putting the phone back on the table,

Joakim is glad to have escaped Rainy, the conversation in the kitchen is relaxed and light, he notices that Amber has the right sense of humor and that Jules is also a pleasant conversationalist.

He talks to the boys about Sweden, his family, Noah has new song ideas that he would like to go through with him over the next few days.

Joakim nods, but his thoughts are elsewhere...

As he reaches into his pocket, he notices that his cell phone is gone. He looks around and sees it still lying on the living room table. He quickly goes to get it, checks the messages again.... Nothing.

Damn!

Rainy watches him, with a spiteful smile around her mouth.

Then she saunters over to him, and grazes his hip, as if by accident,

"Are you expecting a message?"

"Not exactly, no, why?"

"Just because, I thought, because you keep staring at your cell phone screen, as if..."

"And if you were, it wouldn't be any of your business!"

"Uhuuu so aggressive right away.... I like bad boys," she breathes

"Rainy, right? First of all, I'm not a bad boy and secondly, I'm NOT INTERESTED! Not today, not tomorrow, not at all! Is that clear once and for all now?" he growls annoyed and leaves her standing there with her mouth open to disappear into his room.

Shortly afterwards, there's a knock at the door

"Hey Jolly, Amber, I just wanted to apologize for Rainy, she was acting totally inappropriate."

Joakim opens the door and looks down at the petite woman, she smiles apologetically at him.

"It's okay, but can you please make sure she leaves me alone?"

"I will, I promise, but would you please come back down? Noah was so excited that you were coming back, he's been talking about nothing else all last week and the new song ideas he wants to discuss with you."

"You like him...."

Amber blushes and presses a little, then "Yes, I do, I like him, a lot"

"OK, I'm coming, Nicholas and Vincent should be here soon!"

He doesn't know what Amber said to Rainy, but it had an effect and the blonde rushes off a short time later.

Relief spreads and he starts to enjoy the evening after all, especially when Nicholas and Vincent come in.

The greeting is warm.

Joakim pulls Vincent to one side.

"Hey, I need to talk to you for a minute, alone, if that's possible...."

"Sure, what's up?"

"Not here, will you come outside?"

"Go ahead!"

On the porch they both sit down in the comfy patio chairs, both with a beer in hand.

"So Jolly, what's up?"

"Hmm, well uhm, oh I don't know....."

Vincent looks at him more closely, Joakim has tightened his jaw, his fingers are fiddling with the beer cap... he hasn't seen his friend this nervous and unsure for a long time.

"Jolly, if you don't want to talk now...."

"Yes, I do, but I don't know how and what and anyway, everything is so.... Uhm!"

"Jolly, did anything happen in Sweden?"

"Not directly in Sweden, at the airport, when the flight had this long delay..."

"Yes?"

"I met a woman there...."

Vincent's eyebrows shoot up questioningly, but he says nothing, waiting for Joakim to continue.

"Man, honestly, she blew me away, tall, brown curls, almost waist-length, brown-green eyes that shone all the time and a smile... Man, I'm telling you, awesome!"

Vincent waits....

"I sat down with her... she knew who I was, you know!"

"Uh, and your principle no more fangirls?"

"She's not a fangirl..... so she's already a fan of Bad Omens, but different, you know?" he tries to explain himself.

"Uhum" remarks Vincent "Not really....."

"She also loves Harry Potter...."

"Alright" Vincent laughs, which makes Joakim laugh too, which makes the tension in him fall away, he strokes his hair.

"Vin, I'm telling you, I think I've got it! She flew first to London, then to Seattle, just like me.... I offered her my second paid seat on the flight to Seattle, she took it... we talked so much, she's just breathtaking, I tell you, funny, smart, can listen..." he gushes,

"Then she fell asleep and I took her in my arms, held her hand. She smells of lavender and freesia....."

Vincent looks at his friend with a serious expression.

"Her name is Mina, Vincent, Mina, that means mine in Swedish. I mean...."

Joakim sighs.

"I have a hot knot in my stomach just telling you about her, I haven't felt that in ages, not after Silja"

Joakim falls silent and goes back to nibbling on his beer.

Vincent clears his throat

"Jolly, is she Swedish?"

"Nah, from XY, but she's flying back to Sweden to see her brother, that's where she currently lives. She's actually a psychotherapist, but she quit her job and is writing a book, she's visiting her little sister who's studying in Willamette. She wants to stay for 4 weeks...."

"Hm, I don't know Jolly.... Why did she quit her job?"

"Problems with her old boss"

"Hm ok, sounds logical...."

"I put my number in her cell phone before she left for Portland. We gave each other a hug. I was hoping she'd get in touch by now..." Joakim's voice gets softer and softer.

"Jolly, man, maybe she's with her sister and hasn't had time to get in touch yet?"

"Hm, possible....."

"That must be a special woman for you to be so confused, buddy"

"She is, I'm telling you, she is!"

They both sit in silence and drink their beer.

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st4r-f3ll-qu33rs · 6 months ago

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infodumping about a Harry Potter AU

I feel it is a moral obligation for everyone to hear about my Harry Potter Au. It's Harry Potter- but I change literally fucking everything that happens /j Its a rework of the magic system, a deep dive into the history of the wizard world, the origins of the divide between wizards and muggles, and a look into the future of the world and Death's next action in the world after eons of silence. I have a lot of ocs for it already but it follows primarily :

Elizabeth (Lizzie) Alurien Dumbledore, the great great great... muggle-born granddaughter of Albus Dumbledore. She is a self-insert.

Janiyah, muggleborn heir to a high power in Uagadou

Albus Severus Potter + Scorpius Malfoy Potter- the unlikely brothers (can you tell Drarry is canon now bc I am sad and gay)

unnamed cat-animagus twins from Mahutokoro

another set of siblings who are also unnamed but they play a very important role, as well one is Janiyah gf so more gay ppl yay To sum it up: Lizzie and Janiyah find out they are wizards and start to solve some shit going down in the wizarding world. Doing so causes them to learn a huge truth about the deathly hollows- most importantly being the 'deathly hallows' are just three of many different objects + tools death bestowed upon humanity. There are a lot more of 'Death's Gifts' and they have a greater purpose humanity never knew

#* ˚ ✦ the astral noise

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marvol0 · 1 year ago

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OUTSIDER (6) || Rabastan Lestrange WTM

Series Synopsis: When the truth comes out about the future inside the walls of Hogwarts, on the first night back in 1977, what will happen for those involved with the chaos that ensued?

Secrets outed, Lies revealed and true intentions determined.

Pairing: Rabastan Lestrange x Fem!Regulus Black

Notes: Short chapter, Arcturus and Regulus bonding.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐄'𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐌𝐍, seeing the horrifying death of one of their pears shook the occupants to the core. Regulus close friends and family were in a state of panicked mortification, their youngest family member had not only died to the war but by her own accord in sacrifice.

Atlas clung to his mother, he knew she had died from the description on of the caves contents he had gathered from Harry, but still, seeing her being dragged to her death by the creatures in the water was more traumatizing then he would have thought.

Rabastan had his head pushed into her neck, still a sobbing mess, he had his fingers on her pulse point reassuring himself that his other half was still alive and well. He didn't know how he would go on without her in his life, how was he going to cope with Regulus' loss when he was going mad just at the thought of losing her.

Evan and Barty were holding onto her legs for dear life, foreheads pushing onto her kneecaps staining her skirt with their salty tears. The thought of loosing their sister, the rock of their group, was taring them apart.

Regulus was reassuring her boys that she was still alive and wasn't going anywhere, her fingers threading through their hair. She caught eyes with Sirius' tear stained face, he was distraught at the thought of loosing his sister a second time, he was going to make things right between them. He wouldn't let it happen, not this time around.

Once everyone had calmed down slightly Dumbledore stood from his seat.

"I think after that horrifying watch we need a much needed break." The man announced, slim tables appeared by the walls filled with a variety of food and drinks. People started to move around the hall, some leaving the room to clean themselves up.

Arcturus tapped his granddaughters shoulder motioning her to follow him out the grand doors, once she was able to untangle herself from the mass of limbs clung to her she followed him out. The strolled by the Black lake in silence for a few moments before the aging man broke it.

"I know you are already planning for what has just happened, planning to sacrifice yourself for what, I do not know." He started, eyeing her from the corner of his eye sockets.

Regulus paused in her step, thinking over whether to tell her grandfather about her findings. If she didn't her plan would go accordingly ending with her demise, but if she told him it could go one of two ways.

One: She told him her plans, they started working together, her mother caught wind of what was happening and told her beloved Lord ending in hours, days or maybe months of torture for the betrayal and a gruesome death.

or Two: She tells her grandfather her findings, they work together making sure nobody except those closest know about what is going on, they gather the resources to get the locket, apparate from the cave with side-along apparation ending in success, survival and more research.

The girl sighs before abruptly sitting down on the pebbly ground, she motions for Arcturus to do the same. Lord Black gave the girl a odd look before summoning a chair for himself.

"As you know I did not want to join the Death Eaters-" She was cut off by the man.

"I didn't want any of my family joining that man, Black bow to nobody." He ranted. "Sorry dear, do carry on."

She rolled her eyes slightly before starting to explain once more. "The first time I met the Dark Lord I could tell something was off, it was almost like he wasn't whole. His magic was dark and powerful, I would have revelled in it if it was not for the parts tainted by something, something above all evil."

Arcturus was thoughtful about the information, motioning for her to continue.

"That night I got back home and went straight to the library hoping to find whatever it was my magic was warning me about, I searched for hours, by the time the sun rose I had still found nothing. I was to go back to Hogwarts that day so I hoped I would find something in the library here.

For the next few weeks I soured the shelves of the Hogwarts library but nothing came to fruition, I was appointed prefect so I had the ability to use the Restricted section. By the time of the Yule holidays I had found a book that sounded hopeful."

Something clicked in the aging mans head, "That is the reason you did not join us last Yule?"

Regulus spoke in a slightly irritated voice, annoyed by the interruption, before continuing her story. " Yes, Grandfather. Anyway I used the book to help me with finding what I was feeling that night, a name came up in the helpful book so I searched for another by the name and I found one, it was tucked away at the back of the Restricted section."

"What was the name that came up, Regulus?" Arcturus inquired.

"Horcrux." Regulus offered.

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