#evan x mundungus

[haunting-hufflepuffs-basement]

Oh, this is a QUESTION. Because EVERY character in Harry Potter has been shipped with everyone else. This fandom is fucking weird about ships. I would pay money that there's like, a Voldemort x Padma Patil fic out there someplace. But of ones I come across a lot that I viscerally hate this much:

Severus "It's been twenty years and two wars and I'm still not over Lily Evans" Snape being shipped with anyone. I think there's a good reason the Snily ship sunk and thinking about this man with anyone else is a big no for me. Like, I'd read a crackship for him (still waiting for someone to write Snape×Mundungus) but nothing that takes itself seriously, and that's just because I'll read funny crack for anything. It also doesn't help that a lot of his popular ships are children for some reason, and I don't think I need to explain why I'm not reading that.

I'll grit my teeth and put up with background Tonks x Remus if someone is writing something canon compliant, but I will not tolerate this lesbian being shipped with any other male character. Even as crack.

Sirius being in an actual relationship with people not named James or Remus. Man probably hooked up once without about a million people, but a long-term relationship? For somebody that he's not painfully codependent with? I don't think so (I'll read it as crack though).

Remus x Grant Chapman. No hate if you ship or like it, but I did not like ATYD (I quit halfway through), and I don't wanna see it in my other stuff (people don't write Remus x Grant crack so IDK what my opinions in that direction would be).

Voldemort/Tom Riddle x anybody. The whole point of the books is how he can't and doesn't love. Why would you ship him? Including with Bellatrix. Man's hubris would give the greeks a run for their money and he thinks he'll live forever. Why would he BOTHER with an heir?

This last one is soooooo niche, but Puffs the Play has permanently altered my brain chemistry to the point that I will not read anything where Ernie Macmillan and Justin Finch-Fletchley are shipped with anybody but each other. It's a hard no for me. A side of Finch and Mac forever please (not even for crack. They're already crack. I'm not gonna read worse crackships for my crack OTP).

Not here to shit on anyone who likes my disliked ships, but those are my opinions. Or at least the ones off the top of my head.

I should also probably add that any incest and age gap is off the table for obvious reasons. Absolutely not.

What is a ship, canon or fanon, you really can’t stand. You’d rather go out and talk to strangers than read one of their fanfics.

(Harry Potter Only)

[wartcrn]

who: evan & mundungus

where: knockturn alley

when: evening???

WHEN THE AURORS had tracked down the shipment of dark artefacts to an abandoned warehouse, it hadn’t been exactly a priority considering everything else that was going on. This shipment was bigger than usual but there was still a good chance that it would have been relegated to paperwork until they could find a solid lead. As it turned out, it was exactly the sort of opportunity Evan needed to put Fletcher away. It was common knowledge that he was indebted to Dumbledore and that along with the fact that Moody often turned a blind eye to his dealings made his allegiances quite clear. It had almost been too easy. A few Imperius Curses took care of eyewitnesses who would be willing to put him at the scene and the Aurors already had his fingerprints on record. Besides, Fletcher already had a record for the very thing Evan was going to arrest him for. Even a short stint in Azkaban was enough to drive a person out of his mind.

Evan tracked him down to a pub on Knockturn alley. Aurors were particularly unwelcome in these parts and his robes clearly identify him as one but Evan cuts a clean path through the crowd. “Fletcher-” he called, firing a freezing charm in the same breath. He wasn’t exactly dangerous but Evan was sure he would have made a run for it otherwise. “You’re under arrest for smuggling and sale of illegal dark artefacts,” he said mechanically as he waved his wand and silver cuffs encircled Mundungus’ wrists, meant to subdue his magic before he grabbed his arm, pulling him out of the pub. 

@cruciatvs​

[lippskinn]

Home Front | A First Wizarding War Headcanon

Lily rocking baby Harry during Order meetings and having to leave every time he starts to cry or get hungry

Lily visiting her parents or in-laws with baby Harry whenever James is on a mission or Bathilda is away

Lily eventually having to decide between going on missions for the Order or caring for the baby and not feeling like a valuable member in turn 

Lily visiting Alice when their husbands are on a mission and vowing to raise their children together should they not return

Lily secretly crying in Bathilda’s living room after another member had died 

Lily begging her husband to take care of himself on missions

Lily being glad the cat could not talk or it would surely spit out her deepest, darkest secrets

Lily seeing Narcissa with her child wondering if she struggled just the same

Lily seeing her husband grow restless locked in at home and being absolutely unable to do anything about it

Lily’s motherly instincts telling her to stay away from certain Order members (e.g. Mundungus) 

Lily and James taking all precautions to ensure that Harry will be safe (e.g. set up a will, make Sirius godfather)

Lily growing more suspicious of the Order’s activities after she’d heard that Dumbledore was in league with Grindelwald

[liptonsbabe]

Chains of a family [B.W]

Bill Weasley x Grant! reader

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4

Summary: Molly thinks that Bill’s and the reader relationship is a mistake so she wants them apart from each other. Bill’s against his mother wishes and he find a way to drag the reader into the Weasley family officialy

Word count: 1.9K

Warnings: none

A/N: Hi! Part 4 of this thing lol. I’m so happy that you guys like this story. It’ll have like 20 chapters or so, i’m still deciding that so yeah, that’s pretty much the thing. Btw, from now on chapters will be more interestings... i hope so lol. Again, english not my mother language. Please let me know if something’s wrong. Aaaaaand if you want to be tagged in the next chapters tell me and i will add you! Enjoy!

Chapter 4: Arguments

The rest of the afternoon passed as normal as the days before your arrival. Arthur Weasley made sure of it. Even if Molly attacked you with her dagger gaze when you and Bill hugged each other after you were done with dessert.

You didn’t know what Mr. Weasley had talked about with his wife while you were taking a shower, however, you noticed the tension rising from their bodies after you sat down at the table next to Bill and saw an annoyance sign on Molly’s lips. Her temple was frowned, reminding you of your own mother's gestures. Those flaming eyes, cleft chin, and pinion lips. Both women contract their features too much when they were upset and in your distress, you knew that they must not be disturbed.

The last thing you wanted was to hurt a marriage as solid as the Weasley's. More than once you heard your mother talk about it with your nanny making a powerful emphasis on how Molly and Arthur were able to carry out their marriage even if their economic conditions were precarious and the war was on their heels. They were an envied couple. Few dared to expand the family as much as they did without money in their pockets and spreading their progeny like a plague. No one was surprised, not even your mother, not when her marriage to Evan Grant was merely for financial advantage. Now Arthur and Molly looked upset, too upset for your understanding and you just hoped they could get along soon.

You weren't sure you deserved the sacrifice Bill's father had made for you, yet a flame of hope lit up in your chest. If Mr. Weasley started to trust you that was a good sign for others to do as well, right?

The afternoon continued as normal, seeing how Bill's plans to distract you from the fervent harassment of his mother was marred by the twins intervention. They had just finished a new product for their store and needed a good taster to certify the quality of their merchandise. It was a bad idea, he told himself, because twins were just a disaster and you didn't know them well enough to deny their good-natured pretensions.

"Be kind!" He yelled at them as Fred and George pulled you into their. Bill exhaled, pleading that his brothers wouldn't bother his girlfriend more than his mother already had.

Before taking you home, he thought about the pros and cons of your stay in the burrow. His conclusion was based on the fact that his entire family welcomed Harry Potter with open arms, so you didn't have to be the exception. He knew the difference in conditions in which his theory developed, yet he put his trust in the good judgment of his family even if the Grants' past left much to be desired. Bill didn't talk much about you with his mother, in fact, your presence at home was the last of his worries, the real problem came at the time of joining the Order of the Phoenix, would you be willing to fight against your relatives even if that mean betraying your own blood? Bill hope you will

Coming downstairs, Bill found his mother storing the leftover food in the fridge while the dishes soaked in the sink. Then he watched her clean each plate with her bare hands, no magic. William knew his anger was real.

"Want some help with that?"

"I'd love to, honey, thank you," his mother answered without looking at him. Bill raised the sleeves of his shirt to his elbows, dipping his hands into the tide of water and bubbles that flew across the kitchen. Molly was silent, drying the dishes and flying them to her place in the display case across the kitchen. Bill cleared his throat doubtfully "It never hurts to help, much less when I have so many things to do before the rest of the Order arrive"

"Don't worry, I'll help you with that too."

"Perfect"

"Mom, can we talk?"

"About what?

"You know what," Bill clicked his tongue, passing her the last plate from the sink to continue with the spoons. "(Y/N)..."

"Your father has scolded me enough about that girl, I don't need you to do it too"

"I wouldn't if you had a little consideration with her."

"More consideration?" Molly asked in a squeak. Bill shook his head. "I'm letting her stay at my home!"

"Our home, mom, ours," he corrected, drying his hands with a cloth. "This house also belongs to my dad, my brothers, and me. It's the burrow, a family property, not a secret club where some people can get in and others cannot."

"You know what I think of her"

"And you know I don't care." Molly looked scandalized at her son. She didn't understand what he had seen in someone like you or what you had given him to come out and defend you as he did "I don't ask you to love her, but at least you have to try...

"Have you ever wondered what will happen when she betrays us?"

"That's not gonna happen"

"You're very sure of that, William"

"I'm convinced, Mom. You don't know her like I do and, you know what? I see that wanting to talk to you was a mistake"

"Moody thinks like me," Molly stopped him when Bill was ready to go upstairs. The woman clung to the railing watching her son standing in the first step out of the kitchen "(Y/N) Grant is a danger to the Order"

"Really? Like Mundungus Fletcher? I beg your pardon, mom, but if there is anyone who represents a latent danger to the Order of the Phoenix, it's him and yet you have assigned him for the mission tonight"

Molly's lips parted and if it weren't for the fact that Bill knew her mother too well, he might think the woman was about to throw herself on the floor in a tantrum. Still, she clenched the bars tightly, her brow furrowed, and the redness on her cheeks washed over her forehead.

"William!" Don't talk to me like that!"

"I wouldn't if you had a little more respect for my girlfriend."

"Don't you understand? I care about you! For all of us!" She snarled angrily. "Having a Riddle in this house..."

"A Grant, mom, (Y/N) is a Grant and that's not the same." Bill descended his steps, approaching her mother, returning that angry look that she had inherited from him. It was a strange sensation. A dyad of emotions between joy and fear where the composed emotion was guilt. He had never exploded that way with his mother, but Molly hadn't behaved that way with anyone either "His grandfather is Lord Voldemort's half-brother and his brothers are all Death Eaters, what does it matter? (Y/N) is not. And when do we judge others by where they come from? If so, we could start with half of us. Being a Weasley is equivalent to being a blood traitor"

"William!"

Molly's face went from fury to shock to fury again. Bill's eyes were twinkling and Molly swore she had never seen any of her children this angry, or worse, this determined.

"What would you have done, Mom?" Bill questioned taking his mother by his arms in an attempt to make him feel her despair. Molly opened her eyes, scared. "When your family tell you not to accept dad? When your brothers object to your engagement, just 'cause the Weasleys have long been considered blood traitors?"

For the first time that day Molly's mind went blank, Bill guessed, rewinding the memories of how difficult it was for the Prewetts to accept the marriage. Bill pleaded silently, but pulled away from her when his mother gave no indication to be a little more respectful with you.

"We aren't like that. We don't separate people by where they come from, we hug them" Bill resumed his way towards the stairs, stopping a couple of steps up, turning to take a look at Molly's stunned figure "As you did with Hermione, Remus and Harry when you and Dad became his godparents after Sirius died. (Y/N) is no different"

"She will turn her back on us when the Order fight the Grants. That moment will come and you know it"

"Don't worry, i'll make sure that doesn't happen"

"She is not part of this family"

"That can be solved very easily," he said and the smile he wore gave her a terrible chill down her spine. "Because I'm going to ask her to be my wife."

Molly's gasp was the only thing Bill heard before climbing the stairs and heading to the twins' room. He always respected his mother a lot and even thinking of opposing to her wishes was inconceivable, but your well-being was something that was involved and Bill couldn't just let her mother control his life at her will. Maybe the mistake he made was not telling his parents the truth about you from the start or, in that case, mentioning that the woman he loved was the fucking niece of the strongest fucking dark wizard of all time.

Bill Weasley rubbed his face as he reached the twins' door. He no longer had to torment himself, it was done and the only thing pending at the moment was to get Harry out of his uncles' house, take him safely to the burrow and find the courage to do what he told his mother he would do.

Would you agree to marry him? He hoped so and if not, he wouldn't pressure you. You were young - even a little younger than him - and it would be understandable if you refused to tie your life to someone else's from one moment to the other. The war progressed every day and if you were going to do it, you would do it as soon as possible.

Loud laughings brought him out of his thoughts to observe you and his brothers sitting on the floor, right in the center of both beds, laughing at each other and touching your faces. From the doorway Bill can't see the full painted room, however George's face showed a rather abstract mural full of bright colors when he felt the presence of his older brother. Fred did the same showing his face in the same situation and then you turned to Bill, still laughing and your face smeared with paint. It seemed the twins had created a paint bomb in millimeter pills, that explode when you put a little bit of pressure. You tried to clean yourself with the sleeve of your sweater but you spread the paint even more. Fred and George laughed and so did Bill.

His heart swelled with love as he saw that at least someone in his family - besides him and his father - had hope in you. God, he may have even cried with happiness.

Bill never understood how a sunshine as beautiful as you was never accepted in your entire life.

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[his-argentite]

Harry Potter x older!fem reader (platonic) pt.1

I didn't really proofread this so there might be some mistakes!  :P

Set on Order of the Phoenix.

Word count: 1,252

Warnings: Might contain some spoilers if you haven't read the books but otherwise there should be none. 

Reader's patronus animal: a pallas cat just in case you haven't figured out your own patronus. But feel free to change it if you want to :)

Reader went to Hogwarts in 1984-1991.

Reader's blood status: muggleborn

(Y/N) pov.

It was a chilly evening in Privet drive. I have been living here since I was a child. It is quite peaceful around here, even though people tend to be a bit stuck up here. The Dursleys are a perfect example of these kinds of people. 

Ever since I graduated from Hogwarts, Dumbledore asked me to watch over Harry and make sure he is okay. Harry and I have always been neighbours so we knew each other. 

Harry and I were the only so-called "abnormal" people around here, but he never knew that I was also a witch. Dumbledore told me after making me guard over him not to tell Harry about my truth. I mean, Dumbledore has his reasons but I think it's weird that this has to be kept as a secret from Harry.

It's now Harry's 5th year and now that Voldemort has come back, Dumbledore has given me more to do to look over Harry. I joined the Order of the Phoenix almost right away when I heard about Voldemort coming back. The Order is kept secret from Harry. 

Tonight I have a shift with Mundungus. I just really hope he won't apparate away when he's supposed to be working. I was walking around Magnolia road. It was getting dark already and I kept my wand close just in case. Suddenly I heard two boys arguing and I knew right away who they were. 

I kept walking towards the voices and saw Harry and Dudley arguing about something.

 "Well, who did you beat up again?", I heard Harry saying. "Some ten year old? I know you beat up Mark Evans the other evening-", "He was begging for it", Dudley interrupted. "Oh really?", Harry said. 

They continued mocking each other. Harry calling him a pig (rightfully so) and Dudley insulting Harry's magical abilities and calling Hogwarts "a freak school" or something like that. 

The situation was escalating and Harry started to pull out his wand. Now Dudley was bullying Harry about Cedric's death.

'"Don't kill Cedric! Don't kill Cedric!' Who's Cedric? Your boyfriend?" "You're lying", Harry said calmly. 

'"Dad, he's going to kill me! Help me dad!" Dudley mocked. "Shut up", Harry said quietly. "Shut up, Dudley, this is a warning!" 

"'Dad, come help me! Mom, help me! He killed Cedric! Dad, help! It's going to kill-' stop pointing at me with that!" 

I had go step in and stop them before Harry does something stupid. 

"Don't ever mention it again", Harry growled. "Do you understa-"

"What is going on here?" I asked loud enough for them to hear. They both turned their heads towards me and looked with startled faces."(Y/N)-" Both of the boys exclaimed. "You do know that two 15 year old boys shouldn't be walking outside at this hour? It's really dangerous", I said. "Uhm, we were just- We were- I mean-" Harry tried to mumble something while trying to put his wand back into his pocket.

"I expect you two to go back home. Walking outside when it's almost middle of the night isn't a good idea", I said. Harry turned his head towards me and said "Okay, but I could ask the same from you. Why are you roaming around private drive in the middle of the night?" "Uh- well I-" I stopped when I suddenly felt the air getting too cold.

The stars from the sky vanished and all the lights from the street lamps went off. The sound from the cars were replaced by complete silence. 

I started to look around and turned my eyes to Harry and it seems like he noticed it as well. Harry looked at me and then all around, but it was impossible to see anything in the darkness. This could only mean one thing. There are dementors somewhere nearby. But what are they doing here in Privet drive? Aren't they supposed to be guarding Azkaban?. I think Harry was thinking the exact same thing as I was. I tried to listen if I could hear them coming.

Suddenly Dudley started to scream at Harry about telling his dad about this. "Shut up! I'm trying to listen! (Y/N)! Run away, quickly before-", Harry couldn't finish his sentence before Dudley had hit him in the head and started to run away. 

"You idiot!", He shouted after him. (Y/N), please! Get away from here!" Harry took his wand and started to shout for Dudley. It was so dark that he needed to spell lumos. 

Suddenly a dementor flowed toward us and Harry stumbled and fell backwards. Everything happened so quickly that I couldn't react. Harry raised his wand towards the dementor and shouted "expecto patronum!" But it didn't work. The dementor was still there. I knew I just shouldn't just stand there and do nothing.

I pulled out my wand from my jacket, started to run towards the dementor and shouted "Expecto patronum!" A silver colored pallas cat started to glide towards the dementor. The cat hit the dementor with all its power, sending the dementor away. 

Now Harry was standing and we both turned towards Dudley. There was another dementor and now both Harry and I summoned our patronuses and sent them toward the dementor. Just like the first dementor, it was sent away quickly.

Harry ran to him and checked if he was alright. Suddenly we both heard someone walking towards us. It was mrs. Figg. 

Just like before, Harry tried to hide his wand in his pocket but mrs. Figg started saying "Don't put it away, stupid boy! They might come back." I was out of breath, shocked to see dementors here. "But why were they here? In Privet drive?", I asked "If only I knew. Bloody Fletcher apparated away from here when he was supposed to watch over Harry! I'm going to kill him!" Mrs. Figg screamed. 

3rd pov

Harry was now so confused. The girl who he thought was just a regular muggle neighbor turned out to be a witch and mrs. Figg was screaming about killing someone. 

Now mrs. Figg started to walk towards Dudley and started to shout at him "Get up, you useless blob!" Harry walked towards the two and said "Uhm- let me, please." He grabbed Dudley and lifted him up. 

"Please (Y/N), get Harry safely home. I need to go home now." Mrs. Figg said and started to walk away.

Harry and (Y/N) started to stroll away from the magnolia road. He seemed to struggle with carrying Dudley's almost unconscious body. "Do you need help with it?" (Y/N) asked "No I'm good", Harry rejected the offer. 

It was quiet for a moment before (Y/N) opened her mouth and said "I completely understand if you're mad at me." Harry gave her a little glare "I just don't understand why everyone keeps everything secret from me. My friends haven't told me everything and neither has my godfather." He confessed. 

"So Sirius hasn't told you anything?" (Y/N) asked. Harry ignored her question and asked (Y/N) "Are you part of this thing?" 

"I could say so", she answered. 

About 15 minutes pass and they are in front of 4 Privet drive. 

"Harry, I'm sorry for keeping this secret but Dumbledore told me to do so", (Y/N) apologized, knowing how bad Harry must feel right now. 

Harry sighed and said "No worries, I understand."

(Y/N) smiled. "Okay, good night. Harry", she said. 

"Good night", Harry said, smiling a little.

[ao3feed-snape]

Change of Heart || Hermione Granger

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by PhoenixWing1021

With immense power comes tremendous responsibilities; however, where do these responsibilities lay? With good or evil?

Watch as the young pure-blood witch, Olympia Warwick from the famous Warwick family, navigate adventures, tests and relationships throughout her years within Hogwarts and figure out within herself where her mind, morals, and heart lies. Is it with her new-formed friends and potential significant other which lead her to be questioned about everything within her life, or are her familiar roots too strongly tied with evil to ever change, or let go?

Words: 1950, Chapters: 1/35, Language: English

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Underage

Categories: F/F

Characters: Theodore Nott, Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Severus Snape, Ginny Weasley, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Molly Weasley, Arthur Weasley, Bill Weasley, Percy Weasley, Charlie Weasley, Draco Malfoy, Lucius Malfoy, Narcissa Black Malfoy, Bellatrix Black Lestrange, Ted Tonks, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Nymphadora Tonks, Andromeda Black Tonks, Salazar Slytherin, Hannah Abbott, Cho Chang, Ludo Bagman, Bathilda Bagshot, Katie Bell, Cuthbert Binns, Phineas Nigellus Black, Amelia Bones, Susan Bones, Terry Boot, Lavender Brown, Dolores Umbridge, Charity Burbage, Frank Bryce, Frank Longbottom, Colin Creevey, Dennis Creevey, Dirk Cresswell, Fleur Delacour, Gabrielle Delacour, Dedalus Diggle, Amos Diggory, Cedric Diggory, Albus Dumbledore, Dudley Dursley, Marge Dursley, Petunia Evans Dursley, Vernon Dursley, Marietta Edgecombe, Argus Filch, Justin Finch-Fletchley, Mundungus Fletcher, Cornelius Fudge, Anthony Goldstein, Gregory Goyle, Astoria Greengrass, Fenrir Greyback, Rubeus Hagrid, Rolanda Hooch, Helga Hufflepuff, Angelina Johnson, Lee Jordan, Bertha Jorkins, Gilderoy Lockhart, Augusta Longbottom, Neville Longbottom, Luna Lovegood, Xenophilius Lovegood, Olympe Maxime, Alastor "Mad-Eye" Moody, Cormac McLaggen, Pansy Parkinson, Padma Patil, Parvati Patil, Peter Pettigrew, Irma Pince, James Potter, Lily Evans Potter, Quirinus Quirrell, Helena Ravenclaw, Tom Riddle | Voldemort, Voldemort (Harry Potter), Zacharias Smith, Alicia Spinnet, Oliver Wood, Blaise Zabini, The Fat Lady (Harry Potter), Fawkes (Harry Potter), Fluffy (Harry Potter), Fang (Harry Potter), Hedwig (Harry Potter), OC - Character

Relationships: Hermione Granger/Original Female Character(s), Harry Potter/Ginny Weasley, Lavender Brown/Ron Weasley, Ron Weasley/Original Female Character(s)

Additional Tags: Hermione Granger x Female!OC, Useless Lesbians, Slytherin, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, Comedy, Grief/Mourning, Angst, Fluff and Angst, Fluff, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Adult Content, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Implied/Referenced Torture, Implied/Referenced Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Implied/Referenced Abuse, Canonical Character Death, Queer Character, POV First Person, Original Character(s), Hufflepuff/Slytherin Inter-House Relationships, Getting Together, Getting Back Together, Getting to Know Each Other, Slow Burn, Enemies to Lovers, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Enemies to Friends, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Angst and Feels, Emotional Manipulation, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Emotional Baggage, Unresolved Emotional Tension, Hate to Love, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, POV Lesbian Character, Gay, Bisexuality, Bad Albus Dumbledore, Albus Dumbledore Bashing, Mentor Minerva McGonagall, Mentor Remus Lupin, Animagus Harry Potter, The Author Regrets Nothing, Attempt at Humor, Friendship, British Slang, British Comedy, British Character, Drama & Romance, Draco Malfoy is Bad at Feelings, Draco Malfoy is a Good Friend, Death Eaters, Developing Relationship, Developing Friendships, Order of the Phoenix (Harry Potter), Quidditch, Canon Universe, Freeform, Implied Sexual Content, Book 1: Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone, Book 2: Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets, Action/Adventure, Adventure & Romance, Action & Romance, follows the plot mostly, Sit Down This Will Be a Long Build Up, Awkwardness, Alcohol, Blood, Blood and Injury, Blood and Gore, Family Feels, Family Drama, Family Issues, Family Secrets, Education, LGBTQ Character, Slow Build, Slow Romance, Jealousy, Intoxication, LGBTQ Female Character, Idiots in Love, Dragons, Mild Language, Rebellion, Teen Romance, Teen Angst

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[alastoring-blog]

TASK #003 - THE FUTURE

i. alastor moody survived the war at a cost greater than what anyone should pay.

ii. one by one, bits of him were cut off. it started with souls, all those he held so tightly, protecting with far more than his life. first was gideon prewett, and with him died the grins, the laughter, the expectations. when the tale of the other’s heroic death reached him, it filled him with a deep bitter sadness - all he wanted to do was to tell him how proud he was ( he’d fought like a hero ). he would have expected no less, and the world was bleaker for it. then it was benjy fenwick, dead with ire, dead with passion. alastor had been lucky before, someone finding the prewett boys’ bodies in advance and telling him the news - nothing in the war could have prepared him for that moment. the group of aurors awaited not too far away for an order to come nearer, collect evidence and move along. perhaps even a body. moody would never describe THAT as a body ( he only ever found bits of him ). it made him sick, shock dripping off of him as no hero such as benjy deserved that - where was all the glory knights had been promised? james potter followed, along with the ray of light that was lily. it came at a moment of exthasy, people dancing in the streets, fireworks in the sky - and all he could think was that no victory deserved such a heavy price.

he carried each of their caskets during the funerals, as if he was just another heartbroken relative.

iii. frank and alice longbottom had no funerals and oh, how he’d trade their pain for his anyday. poor devils. better dead than what happened to them. he’d rushed to the hospital as soon as he knew, yelling desperately at the healers - there must be SOMETHING you can do. they have a child. they have lives. his heartache couldn’t heal what had been broken and  alastor visited them monthly until his dying day.

iv. the final year took away many others. it also took away much of him. his leg was the first. one moment he was in a mission, hexing his way through a collapsing building, the next he was in a hospital bed, something missing. the war had come to collect its spoils. something dead and cold had been fitted in the place of his leg and charmed to come as close as a prosthetic could - and he carried on like the good soldier he was, mouth shut, rage contained. ask me how i’m doing again and i’ll get rid of yours too. then it was his eye, and he felt every excruciating second of it, from the blast hitting his face to the way he kept on choking in his own blood, face covered in layers of it, blind, blind, blind. they cleaned it up at the hospital and he was certain then that, as vision recovered from one side, the other was forever lost. he took it the hardest, using the same pleading look he’d one day use for the longbottoms - there must be something. they replaced it with another dead and cold thing, which he later got charmed to become all he was famous for after the war - and one by one, chunks of him kept being replaced.

this is the ship of theseus. if you replace all the timber from the ship, is it still the same object it once was?

deep scars formed on his skin over the years, some with clearly missing bits of flesh. evan rosier met him for that final time, the grand finale they’d both been itching to get to, and took with him to the grave screams of pain and a portion of alastor’s face, now irremediably deformed. at least he’d gotten the bitter reward of the other’s unrepentant life and his wand, a dark souvenir.

v. it had begun before the end - the sleepless nights, the horrifying nightmares, the PARANOIA ( check that door again, put in another protection spell, never safe, never safe ) but it became overwhelming once the dust settled and the screams ended. others moved on, the lucky survivors, all scarred as well but LIVING, clawing their way through new days. meanwhile, in him there was a itching to bleed again. he’d stand solemnly in the middle of a crowded street and felt deaf - the noises of blissful ignorant living would never match those of duels and panic. the nightmares started happening during the day as well, breathtaking flashbacks. ‘do you ever feel like you’re back in ‘80?’ the few he still held close to his chest seemed aloof to it all, immune to whatever evil he’d caught. closed fists, scared heart, ready wand - the aurors muffled the first incident. ‘you could have killed the man’ they’d told him, concerned, as they hid it as well as hey could. alastor could have swore he’d seen a dark mark on his bare forearm. it couldn’t just be in his head.

vi. orders of merlin, medals of honour, civilian, auror, fighter. alastor spend the years after the war relentlessly campaigning for the glory his fallen friends had never gotten. some with success even - seeing their names on those symbols of recognition eased the gushing bleeding from some of the wounds.

vii. he disappeared, cutting most ties in his life - wouldn’t want his war-infected soul to contaminate others. his isolation came with the realisation that the hopeful plans he’d made for his future would never come true. at first, he’d swore to only remain for another year after the war ( gathering dark wizards, appearing in all the trials - some forgotten newspaper had coined the nickname ‘mad-eye moody’ ), but then there was work to be done. a year became two, three, four. too proud to admit that he couldn’t live with his wand down, accepting that there was no more war to fight. he left the auror office in late 1989, officially being forcefully retired in respect for his long years in the job. secretly, because the ministry had no way of dealing with the consequences of the carnage - they had no use for a broken man, suspicious of his own shadow.

viii. arthur weasley came to his rescue a few times. amos diggory. amelia bones. a long string of dutiful secretive aurors. the job was a hollow purpose those days, but it was a way to shake up the silence; his house was ghostly. he fell deeply into that well, walking around for hours trying to still trembling hands, closing the curtains, charming the door lock once more - someone was outside. all the threats, however, were only in his head, but the commotion he caused never was.

ix. dumbledore came with PURPOSE once. not only was he offering him a job, he was offering him salvation from the grueling days embedded in darkness. he took it gladly, and sent out a few letters with the most hopeful words he’d written in over a decade - it was like waking up. alastor felt alive, driven, excited; but there was a noise in his backyard.

x. this should have been the start of a new era. he’d have gone to hogwarts, be inspired, begin a slow but rewarding healing process - dumbledore offered him a hand just as he was about to drown. that night he send his last letter of the year, the one he’d poured the most time into. ‘i think i’ve moved on, mellie’, amelia bones deserved to know that he was finally stepping away from those old days of fighting, even if just in his head, with his walls. he never got her reply, or any others. barty crouch jr. abducted him that night and, for ten months, kept him in a box, defenseless against the imperio curse and eventually the tear and wear of time. when alastor was found, he was starving, freezing cold, humiliated - and traumatized. his face had walked around for nearly a year out of his control- but like most of his body, it wasn’t really his anymore. he carelessly threw himself at another war, little to lose anyway, and remained devoted to the cause until the moment mundungus fletcher betrayed him and left alastor alone and ready for voldemort’s spell. at least he got the honour of a quick death. at least he died at the hands of the leader.

his body was never found, transfigured into a rock and thrown into a forgotten field. it hadn’t been his for far too long anyway. he was buried in an empty casket, just like benjy ( he did always claim the two were one in the same ) .

dolores umbridge kept his prosthetic eye, a final bit of him that wasn’t his to start, showing it off like a hunting trophy. at the end, he got a hint of the respect his life’s work warranted, when harry potter, alone in the woods, solemnly buried the eye. a funeral.

alastor e. moody was awarded an order of merlin, first class posthumously in 1998.

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ALASTOR MOODY ✖ THE ORDER ✖ OPEN ↳ FC suggestions: Blair Redford, Kit Harrington, Ricky Whittle

❝ Quote. ❞

BASICS :

[ NAME ] : Alastor X Moody [ AGE ] : 29-33 [ HOUSE ] : Up to Player [ BLOODSTATUS ] : Pureblood [ OCCUPATION ] : Up to Player

BIO :

Up to Player

TRAITS :

[ POSITIVE ] : Up to Player [ NEGATIVE ] : Up to Player

CANON NOTES :

Alastor followed in the footsteps of his parents to become an auror. He was thought to have sent the highest percentage of Death Eaters to Azkaban. Known to use the killing curse rarely, he killed EVAN ROSIER in 1981 - losing a chunk of his nose in the process. He also eventually lost his eye and his leg. He retired from service some time before the Second Wizarding War, planning to teach at Hogwarts before BARTY CROUCH JR imprisons and impersonates him. Moody fought as an Order Member in the First and Second Wizarding War before he was killed by Voldemort (and maybe a little MUNDUNGUS FLETCHER) during the Battle of the Seven Potters.

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BASIC INFORMATION:

NAME: Dorcas Meadowes LOYALTY: Order of the Phoenix  HOUSE: Hufflepuff Alumni AGE: 18 OCCUPATION: Unemployed/Up To Roleplayer BLOOD STATUS: Half-Blood CHOSEN FACECLAIM: Up to Roleplayer

BIOGRAPHY:

written by player

(wiki page [x])

CONNECTIONS:

GRETA CATCHLOVE - Best Friends ALASTOR MOODY - Mentor SCARLETT PODMORE/CHARITY BURBAGE - Friends LILY EVANS - Looks Up Too MUNDUNGUS FLETCHER - Can’t Stand

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BASIC INFORMATION

Name: Dorcas Meadowes Loyalty: Order House: Hufflepuff Alumni Age: 18 Occupation: Unemployed/Up To Roleplayer Blood Status: Half-Blood Faceclaim: Chloe Bennett

BIOGRAPHY:

(written my player)

(wiki page [x])

PERSONALITY:

Positive: Protective, Loving, Quick-Thinking Negative: Loud, Bossy, Gullible

CONNECTIONS:

Greta Catchlove - Best Friends Alastar Moody - Mentor Scarlett Podmore/Charity Burbage - Friends Lily Evans - Looks Up Too Mundungus Fletcher - Can’t Stand

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The Rays of the Moon

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by thenargle

Harry Potter x Lucille Lupin In the first Wizarding War, Remus Lupin falls for a werewolf from Greyback's pack and leaves her pregnant. After Greyback finds out about her betrayal, he teard her apart. Remus had to ran away with her daughter in Scotland to protect themselves. 10 years later, Lucille Lupin recieves her letter to Hogwarts, a school of Witchcraft and Wizardry and helps The Golden Trio to defeat He Who Shall Not Be Named. Throughout her years at Hogwarts she falls for The Boy Who Lived. Will she become a werewolf like her parents?

Words: 7812, Chapters: 7/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Remus Lupin, Nymphadora Tonks, Mary Macdonald, Ginny Weasley, George Weasley, Fred Weasley, Molly Weasley, Charlie Weasley, Arthur Weasley, Bill Weasley, Percy Weasley, Andromeda Black Tonks, Ted Tonks, Sirius Black, Bellatrix Black Lestrange, Narcissa Black Malfoy, Draco Malfoy, Lucius Malfoy, Neville Longbottom, Augusta Longbottom, Severus Snape, Rubeus Hagrid, Albus Dumbledore, Aberforth Dumbledore, Dumbledore's Army (Harry Potter), Voldemort (Harry Potter), Hogwarts Students, Hogwarts Ghosts, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Hogwarts Express (Harry Potter), Luna Lovegood, Xenophilius Lovegood, Fenrir Greyback, Michael Corner, Ernie Macmillan, Susan Bones, Cho Chang, Cedric Diggory, Padma Patil, Parvati Patil, Lavender Brown, Lisa Turpin, Sue Li, Cormac McLaggen, Fleur Delacour, Viktor Krum, Dobby (Harry Potter), Cornelius Fudge, Alastor "Mad-Eye" Moody, Peter Pettigrew, Kingsley Shacklebolt, Pansy Parkinson, Seamus Finnigan, Hannah Abbott, Dolores Umbridge, Antonin Dolohov, Rodolphus Lestrange, Moaning Myrtle, Minerva McGonagall, Astoria Greengrass, Werewolf Character(s), Death Eater Characters, Dean Thomas, Pomona Sprout, Cuthbert Binns, The Grey Lady (Harry Potter), Filius Flitwick, Rufus Scrimgeour, Bartemius Crouch Jr., Bartemius Crouch Sr., Gregory Goyle, Vincent Crabbe, Igor Karkaroff, Kreacher (Harry Potter), Fawkes (Harry Potter), Sorting Hat (Harry Potter), Hedwig (Harry Potter), Crookshanks (Harry Potter), Dursley Family (Harry Potter), Horcrux (Harry Potter), Order of the Phoenix, Mundungus Fletcher, Lee Jordan, James Potter, Lily Evans Potter, Dudley Dursley, Petunia Evans Dursley, Teddy Lupin, Blaise Zabini, Theodore Nott

Relationships: Remus Lupin/Nymphadora Tonks, Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley

Additional Tags: Slow Burn, Slow Romance, Drama & Romance, Teen Romance, Drama, Horror, Master of Death Harry Potter, Auror Harry Potter, Dark Harry Potter, Dark Ron Weasley, Dark Hermione Granger, Dark Neville Longbottom, Minister for Magic Hermione Granger, Wizarding Wars (Harry Potter), Werewolf Remus Lupin, Alternate Universe - Werewolf

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Y/N L/N and the Deathly Hallows

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by hermionesring

To successfully defeat Voldemort once and for all, (Y/N) (L/N) and her three best friends Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, and Hermione Granger, all skip their final year at Hogwarts to search for Horcruxes and destroy them. Along the way, difficult times lie ahead, even causing a strain between their friendship. (Y/N) must prepare for a final showdown with Voldemort at Hogwarts, because neither can live while the other survives.

Harry Potter x Reader. Oh and I still own nothing. I repeat, I do not own the characters, the storyline, and you.

Words: 39126, Chapters: 15/15, Language: English

Series: Part 7 of The Girl Who Lived

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy, Bellatrix Lestrange, Rodolphus Lestrange, Tom Riddle | Voldemort, Lucius Malfoy, Narcissa Black Malfoy, George Weasley, Molly Weasley, Neville Longbottom, Gregory Goyle, Remus Lupin, Nymphadora Tonks, Bill Weasley, Fleur Delacour, Dobby (Harry Potter), Fred Weasley, Alastor "Mad-Eye" Moody, Mundungus Fletcher, Kreacher (Harry Potter), Severus Snape, Minerva McGonagall

Relationships: Harry Potter/Reader, Harry Potter/You

Additional Tags: Not Beta Read, Reader-Insert, James Potter & Lily Evans Potter Live, Harry Potter is Not the Boy-Who-Lived, Harry Potter is Not a Horcrux, Canonical Character Death, Happy Ending, Eventual Happy Ending, Canon Dialogue

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BASIC INFORMATION

Name: Dorcas Meadowes Loyalty: Order House: Hufflepuff Alumni Age: 18 Occupation: Unemployed/Up To Roleplayer Blood Status: Half-Blood Faceclaim: Chloe Bennett

BIOGRAPHY:

(written my player)

(wiki page [x])

PERSONALITY:

Positive: Protective, Loving, Quick-Thinking Negative: Loud, Bossy, Gullible

CONNECTIONS:

Greta Catchlove - Best Friends Alastar Moody - Mentor Scarlett Podmore/Charity Burbage - Friends Lily Evans - Looks Up Too Mundungus Fletcher - Can’t Stand

[perierunt-stellarumpromo]

BASIC INFORMATION

Name: Dorcas Meadowes Loyalty: Order House: Hufflepuff Alumni Age: 18 Occupation: Unemployed/Up To Roleplayer Blood Status: Half-Blood Faceclaim: Chloe Bennett

BIOGRAPHY:

(written my player)

(wiki page [x])

PERSONALITY:

Positive: Protective, Loving, Quick-Thinking Negative: Loud, Bossy, Gullible

CONNECTIONS:

Greta Catchlove - Best Friends Alastar Moody - Mentor Scarlett Podmore/Charity Burbage - Friends Lily Evans - Looks Up Too Mundungus Fletcher - Can’t Stand