#feli plays witch's heart

[felikatze]

sirius deserves to be a cunt if three strangers broke into my house and smashed a window and now there's DEMONS in my house after being a hikkikomori for 12 years, i would start throwing bricks

that is to say sirius' panic response being axe murder is entirely justified

[a7xlizardqueen]

TITLE: Aura Malfoy

CHAPTER: 2/?

PAIRING: No pairing yet. Eventually OFC/Remus Lupin, OFC/Sirius Black, OFC/Seamus Finnigan, OFC/Harry Potter

RATING: NC-17/MA – seriously, do not read this if you are under 18!

SUMMARY: I don’t like writing summaries. I’m not good at it. This is a canon-following story. I use both the books and the movies. Will be mostly set in the Golden Trio era, with memories and flashbacks from the Marauders era.

NOTES/WARNINGS: It starts out pretty tame. Follows to the plot of the books for the most part. There will eventually be violence, torture, mentions of PTSD, mentions of sexual assault, there will be smut, death, as I go along I will add more warnings. Again, please do not read if you are under 18, or are easily triggered.

-X-X-X-

Aura squeezed through the crowd in to Flourish and Blotts, Felis trailing behind her. Unfortunately that day the bookshop was playing host to someone that Aura had known when she'd been at Hogwarts, someone that she hadn't been fond of.

The extremely blond, and infuriating, man stood at the back of the shop, flashing his award-winning smile. Aura attempted to ignore it all as she headed for the shelves in order to gather the rest of the books on the list that weren’t Lockhart's. Apparently the new Defense teacher had a crush.

"It can't be Harry Potter?" Lockhart shouted suddenly.

Aura spun around just in time to see a small, thin boy covered in soot pushed up and grabbed by Lockhart, his eyes wide with surprise. Aura couldn't help but notice that his eyes, even through his circular glasses were exactly like his mother's. Everything else about him was so like his father Aura almost felt as if she were looking at James again.

Lockhart posed and smiled as Harry continued to stand there, looking none too pleased with having a camera in his face.

"Ladies and gentlemen,” he called out again, waving the building into silence. “What an extraordinary moment this is! The perfect moment for me to make a little announcement I’ve been sitting on for some time! When young Harry here stepped into Flourish and Blotts today, he only wanted to buy my autobiography, which I shall be happy to present him now, free of charge," he paused to grin and give the crowd a chance to clap, "He had no idea that he would shortly be getting much, much more than my book, Magical Me. He and his schoolmates will, in fact, be getting the real magical me. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I have great pleasure and pride in announcing that this September, I will be taking up the post of Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardy!”

Aura had to shake her head, wondering whether she had heard correctly. Gilderoy Lockhart was going to be the DADA teacher at Hogwarts? What the hell was Albus playing at? He bloody well knew that Lockhart’s books were all a fiction, he’d been a very poor student when he’d been at Hogwarts, and was likely to be an even poorer teacher.

Gilderoy handed Harry a stack of shiny new books, which he took begrudgingly before he was shoved back in to the crowd. Aura lost sight of him for a moment before he reappeared at the front of the store, next to a little girl with red hair and a cauldron. She nudged Felis forward, slowly making their way through the crowds who were now lining up to have their books signed by Lockhart.

When Aura looked up again she caught sight of a man who haunted her nightmares, her brother Lucius. He stood in front of Harry, a blond boy with a surly look n his face at his hip. That must be his son Draco. The two of them were staring down their straight noses at Harry, now flanked by a group of other children. Aura stood still, her heart pounding in her chest.

"You must be Miss Granger. Draco's told me all about you, and your parents. Muggles, aren't they?"

Lucius sounded exactly the same; still as insolent and boastful as always. Another man approached the group. This one was rather meager-looking compared to Lucius' long combed hair and clean, crisp robes.

"Children, it's mad in here. Let's go outside," he said, no doubt hoping to stop the situation.

"Well, well, well, Arthur Weasley."

"Lucius," Arthur Weasley said stiffly, yet politely.

"Busy time at the Ministry. All those raids. I hope they're paying you overtime," he said as he grabbed an old tattered book from the red haired girl's cauldron, "Obviously not. Dear me. What's the use of being a disgrace to the name of wizard if they don't even pay you well for it."

"We have a very different idea about what disgraces the name of wizard, Lucius."

"Clearly. The company you keep, Weasley. And I thought your family could sink no lower."

Aura took a deep, calming breath before approaching the group, "I see some things never change, big brother."

Lucius spun around quickly to find his younger sister watching him. He flinched at the sight of her face.

"Still can't look at your handiwork, can you?" she smirked.

"Aura!" Lucius exclaimed, his demeanor falling for a moment.

"Thank you for letting me know that our father died."

"You were impossible to find."

"You knew how to get a hold of me. Why don’t you go ruin someone else’s day?"

Lucius snarled and turned back towards the Weasley's, "Here girl, it's the best your father can give you."

Without another glance Lucius turned and stalked out of the shop, his young son Draco fast behind him.

"Well, Aura Malfoy," Arthur Weasley greeted, "We all thought you were dead."

"Yes, well, for a time, so did I."

"'Scuse me," young Harry said politely, yet disbelievingly, "But are you Lucius Malfoy's sister?"

"Yes Harry, unfortunately I am."

"How do you know my name?"

"My dear boy, everyone knows your name."

-X-X-X-

Later that evening Aura and Felis were sitting down to a supper of yorkshire pudding and chips in their little country cottage. After the bookshop Aura had rushed Felis through the rest of the list and taken her straight home. It had been a very long time since she'd been out in public and the stress was clear on her face. Of course Felis hadn't noticed this and was still extremely excited about her first trip away from the cottage.

"Mummy, who was that boy in the bookshop?" she asked as she took a bite of a chip.

"Which one?" Aura sighed impatiently.

"The dirty one with the glasses."

"That was Harry Potter, dear."

"Who is he?"

"He is The Boy Who Lived. Long ago there was a very bad wizard who wanted to kill Harry. His mother died in order to save him."

"That's sad. Did you know her?"

Aura thought back to that day on the train when she'd met the little girl with large green eyes and bright red hair, "Yes I did."

"So he doesn't have a mother?" Felis said, looking down at her plate.

"Nor a father."

"That's very sad. He could probably use a friend."

Aura smiled weakly and patted her daughter's head, "Yes dear, I'm sure he could."

"And that tall scary man is your brother?"

"Unfortunately yes. And that was his son Draco. Don't listen to a word he says, if he’s anything like his father he won’t be a nice boy."

"Did your brother give you that scar?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

Aura sighed and looked at her daughter who had gravy running down her chin, still so innocent and curious, "You're far too young to hear that story."

"Yes mum," Felis looked down at her plate, disappointed.

"One day, I promise."

Aura stood from the table, picked up the empty plates and took them over to the sink. Felis' small voice called over from the table.

"Mum, why won't you tell me about my father?"

She braced herself against the counter, her stomach churning. Taking a deep breath, she turned around, "You don't want to know your father."

She turned back around and began to rinse the gravy from the plates. This was something she could have done magically but at the moment Aura needed the distraction.

"Was he a bad man?"

Tears slipped from Aura's eyes as she clutched the ring in her pocket that she'd taken from Gringott's earlier that day. After Felis had found it Aura found that she couldn't leave it behind. There had been a time when this ring had signified the happiest time in her life.

"Yes, he was."

-X-X-X-

The day had finally come. Felis ran excitedly through the train station as Aura pushed the trolley. As Aura caught up to her daughter, she found Felis standing between platforms nine and ten looking very confused.

"Well, where is it?" Felis demanded.

"Come here," Aura smiled, "and follow right behind me."

Aura stood right in front of the column between platforms nine and ten. Felis grabbed onto the back of her robe as she walked straight and went right through the bricks as if they hadn't been there just before. One moment they had been standing in the modern King's Cross Station, and the next they were staring at a classic steam engine in bright shiny red surrounded by witches and wizards both young and old.

Aura helped Felis struggle with her trunk and cage before she knelt down and began tidying her hair and clothes. Felis scowled as her mother attempted to pat down her unruly waves.

"Won't your hair ever stay in place?" Aura sighed, "Now, have a good time on the train and make lots of friends. I'll see you when you get there. And remember, don't listen to your cousin."

"Yes mum," Felis rolled her eyes impatiently.

"All right, get going then."

With a final wave and a smile Felis jumped excitedly onto the train and began to weave her way through the many other students. Aura stood watching her for a few moments before turning to leave, only to be faced with the smug smile of her brother Lucius.

"Do you even know who her father is?" he said in his pompous voice that sounded so much like their father's.

"Good morning Lucius," Aura said politely.

"Not that it really matters who's she is. Neither one is better than the other. The Dark Lord, or the man who betrayed you for the Dark Lord."

-X-X-X-

Felis smiled weakly and apologized profusely as she bumped and weaved her way through the crowd of students on the train. She'd been peaking into compartments for close to a minute and hadn't yet found one that wasn't full. Finally she caught sight of a familiar red head. It was the little girl from the bookshop.

She was sitting in a compartment with the brown haired girl she'd seen in the bookshop as well, who amazingly enough had curlier and messier hair than Felis herself. They were also sitting with a very shy looking boy who's teeth stuck out of his face, he was holding a toad. Felis poked her head in and cleared her throat.

"Mind if I join you?"

"Of course!" said the brown-haired girl politely as she stood to help Felis lift her trunk into the baggage compartment.

"I'm Hermione by the way, Hermione Granger; and this is Ginny Weasley, and Neville Longbottom."

"Pleased to meet you, I'm Felis Malfoy."

"So you're Draco's cousin then?" Ginny asked, curiously.

"Yes, but my mother said not to talk to him. Besides, he doesn't look like a very nice boy."

"No, he isn't." Hermione said, "I wonder where Ron and Harry are."

"They were right behind mum and dad and me. Maybe they found a different compartment?" Ginny shrugged.

"Your mother's Aura Malfoy?" Hermione asked and Felis nodded, "I swear I've read that name somewhere before, but I can't remember."

"I know who she is," Neville said quietly, "My gran told me all about her."

Felis glanced at the boy curiously, wondering how he could know about her mother when she herself barely knew anything about her. Her head began to pound as Neville continued to talk.

"She was accused of being a Death Eater. They found her hidden away in You-Know-Who's main base of operations. She claimed she was a prisoner, but no one believed her because she was in fairly good health. Well, except for the scar on her face."

"That can't be right," Felis objected, "My mother would never have been a Death Eater. She said that You-Know-Who was a very bad man who killed her friend. She said that her brother gave her that scar."

"Then why wouldn't she tell anyone about what happened? Why wouldn't she tell anyone about why she was there? Why wouldn't she tell anyone who the father of her mysterious child was?"

-X-X-X-

Felis had remained quiet for the rest of the train ride. Hermione and Ginny had tried to talk to her but she couldn't think about anything other than what Neville had told her. Could her mother have really been a Death Eater? Her whole family had been. But the mother she knew would never hurt a fly. She'd never seen her mother use her wand for anything other than cooking and cleaning and various other mundane spells. And if what Neville said was true, who was her father?

Felis' thoughts never strayed until the train had stopped at Hogsmeade Station and they began to depart the train. Hermione and Neville went off together as they were not First Years. It was already dark out so Ginny and Felis had to follow a lantern light held by an extremely large man.

"Ron told me about him!" Ginny whispered, "That's Hagrid. Apparently he had a pet dragon last year!"

Mention of a dragon, added to the mystical allure of their location, made Felis completely forget about the train. They followed Hagrid through a dark pathway that led down to a large lake. Her and Ginny climbed into a boat with a very blonde girl. As the boats began to magically drift away from the docks they rounded a corner and Felis finally saw the Hogwarts castle for the first time. In the dark, the castle almost looked scary except for that the windows glowed a wonderfully warm and comforting orange colour.

The boats continued to glide across the lake and Felis could have sworn she saw a large tentacle break the surface of the water. After a few minutes the boats came to a stop at another dock and the First Years all climbed out and began to follow Hagrid up a set of stairs until they were led into a small room.

"Wait jus' here. Professor McGonagall 'll be by shortly," Hagrid said in his pleasantly gruff voice.

Not more than a minute later a tall, severe-looking witch came gliding in to the room. She held her back very straight, and wore a tall black pointed hat, and green tartan robes. She looked down her nose, through a pair of square spectacles, at the group of First Years.

"You will follow me in to the Great Hall. Straight line please."

Felis could only presume that this was Professor McGonagall, as the woman had not introduced herself. She spoke in a tone that immediately had the First Years scrambling into a line and they hurried after her. There were many gasps as the group entered the hall. There were four long tables, each full of students in their house colours. At the end of the hall was another table, running perpendicular to the four, raised on a dais. There Felis could see Dumbledore sitting in a large, handsome chair.

Felis stared all around her. This place was the most stunning thing she'd ever seen in her life. The room was so large, it could probably have fit her little cottage home inside it a hundred times or more. The ceiling reflected the starry night sky outside as thousands of candles hung in the air above their heads. They came to an abrupt stop in front of the table at which Dumbledore sat. Professor McGonagall turned around with a piece of parchment in her hand.

"When I call your name, you will put on the hat and sit on the stool to be sorted. Colin Creevey."

Felis barely listened as names were called out. She was still staring all around her and at the sorting hat who seemed to have a mouth somehow. She wondered if it needed to eat. She continued to ignore the sorting until she caught the eye of her mother sitting at the head table, staring at her with an expression of terrible fear.

-X-X-X-

Aura sat at the head table next to Madame Poppy Pomfrey. She'd arrived around mid-day in Hogsmeade before making the long walk up to the castle. Dumbledore had greeted her in the Entrance Hall and went with her up to the Hospital Wing to introduce her to Madame Pomfrey whom she'd never met before.

Now she sat waiting for Felis and the rest of the First Years to come through the doors into the Great Hall for the Sorting Ceremony. As much as she tried to smile and socialise with Poppy and the professors she couldn't help but feel dread weighing on her heart. She wasn't sure she wanted to be here when Felis was sorted.

Her thoughts were halted abruptly as the doors opened with a creak and the reassuring face of Minerva McGonagall appeared, followed by a group of intimidated looking children. Of course Aura wasn't at all surprised to see that Felis didn't look intimidated. She'd never been fearful in her life.

As Minerva began to call out names the pounding in Aura's head grew louder and louder. She prayed that they would call Felis by the name she'd given to Dumbledore.

"Felis Malfoy," Minerva called.

Felis stepped up to the stool without hesitation and threw the hat onto her head with such enthusiasm that she earned a few chuckles. Aura stared at the hat, willing it to speak, as the pounding in her head grew louder and louder. She found herself gripping her wedding ring, which she had hung on a chain around her neck, so hard that it began to hurt the back of her neck.

"Gryffindor!" the Sorting Hat called out after what seemed like an hour, and the entire Gryffindor table burst out in cheers and awed whispers.

Aura's breath left her all in one moment. She sat through the rest of the Sorting in a state of numbness. She was pleased that Felis had been sorted in to Gryffindor, like herself, but on the other hand that had been the same house that her husband had been sorted into. At this point she wasn't sure if Gryffindor was any better of an omen than Slytherin would have been. Aura was shaken out of her thoughts at the sound of Dumbledore's speech.

"I would also like to introduce some new staff members," Dumbledore called out, "Aura Malfoy will be joining Madame Pomfrey as a nurse in the Hospital Wing." He paused for the students to applaud, "And our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher is none other than Gilderoy Lockhart."

Aura held back a groan as she stood along with Lockhart. She tilted her head as the students clapped, however Lockhart did a fanciful bow, smiling stupidly. Soon after this the food appeared and Aura forgot for a short time all her fears. She'd forgotten how good the food was at Hogwarts and ate more heartily than she'd done in years. She also noticed that Felis seemed to be getting along quite well with a couple girls at the Gryffindor table which helped to waylay her fears a bit.

[recentanimenews]

Re:Zero kara Hajimeru Isekai Seikatsu – 26 (S2 01) – Sleeping Beauty, Weeping Hero

Allow me to indulge in a brief tangent: I’m playing Final Fantasy VII Remake at a more leisurely pace than most. I knew, as with Re:Zero here, it would be a while before we get the continuation, so I’d best savor what I’ve got, right? Anyway, I had just managed to defeat the much ballyhooed Airbuster boss at the end of Chapter 7, after which with Cloud falls through a church roof and lands on Aerith’s flowerbed.

Coming off such a long mission at the Mako Reactor culminating in a stressful, protracted boss battle, I expected a little respite to catch my breath. No such luck: within minutes Cloud is locked in a very tricky one-on-one fight with Reno. I went at him much the same way I’d fought Airbuster—and had my ass handed to me to the tune of four Game Overs before I got used to his patterns and found his weakness.

The point is, FF7R wasn’t ready to let me rest just yet, or even spend any time celebrating what had felt like a significant victory. It was immediately time to deal with the next thing. It’s the same Re:Zero’s second season. Turns out watching the director’s cut wasn’t necessary, as the only unique scene it had—Emilia’s infamous “Who’s Rem?”—is the cold open of this first episode.

What we didn’t know is why exactly Lia suddenly forgot Rem. Was there another whale? Did the teleportation back from Isekai Quartet‘s “Chibi High School World” cause the amnesia? Re:Zero 2 wastes no time answering that question: Re:Zero’s Airbuster (the White Whale) may be defeated, but there’s no time to celebrate, because now its Reno is on the scene.

“Reno” in this case refers to not one but two new heretofore unseen Sin Archbishops of the Witch’s Cult: That of Greed, the smug Regulus Corneas, and Gluttony, the manic Lye Batenkaitos. The convoy that includes the wagon carrying Rem and Crusch is suddenly ambushed by the bishops, resulting in a huge amount of carnage.

Lye is a lot like Betel in his goofy over-the-top spiel, but Regulus is the more fearsome one to my eye and ear. He’s so calm, well-spoken, and put together, wasting no movement in his horrifically violent attacks. He looks more like Reinhard or Julius than a Sin Archbishop, which is somehow more unsettling.

When Crusch fights force with force, interrupting Regulus’ monologue, he is insulted by her lack of manners and relieves her of her left arm. After administering first aid, Rem breaks out her flail, but it’s telling that she make it absolutely clear that she’s not the one they need to worry about, but the man she loves, her hero, The Hero, Natsuki Subaru.

That turns out to be a bad move, as neither archbishop considers Rem the slightest threat, and as we saw what happened when she fought the Sin Archbishop of Sloth Betelgeuse, this battle was going to end about as well as my first tussle with the slippery Reno in FF7R. Emi’s question to Subaru meant the battle had already been decided, and Rem lost.

As steeled as I was to witness it firsthand, I was still not prepared for the devastating flashes of Rem and Subaru’s future before losing consciousness: sitting on a bench with their newborn second child; their firstborn standing nearby. Welcome Back to Re:Zero, where there is no limit to the amount of times your heart will get stomped on!

Once the convoys arrive at Roswaal’s estate, Subaru is on the edge of panic as he restlessly searches the scores of dead and wounded for Rem. First he spots blue hair, but it’s not her. Finally, he finds her, unconscious. The healer doesn’t know who she is, and can do nothing for her. After lashing out at the man in anger, he quickly descends into crippling despair, grabs the nearest broken sword, points it at his throat, and kills himself.

Of course, Return by Death doesn’t take him back to a point in time before Rem is attacked; only to the back of the wagon with Emilia just before he mentions Rem. He’s too late to stop Rem’s attackers. He’ll have to save her after the fact.

Puck informs him that Gluttony literally devours not just memories, but someone’s very name. This is what was done to Rem, which means the girl lying in bed is an empty shell. She won’t wake up unless her name and memories are restored. I imagine killing Gluttony will do the trick, but who knows?

Meanwhile, everyone else has indeed never heard of Rem, while Crusch, the last person she was with, also had her memories eaten, to the point she doesn’t even know herself. At an impromptu meeting between Subaru, Emilia, Wilheim, Felis, and Crusch, Felis puts Crusch’s welfare first and proposes an end to an alliance with Emilia that no longer serves a benefit, only a burden.

Subaru bristles at that, and at Felis’ misplaced blame and selfish caution. Even though Crusch doesn’t really know who she is, she sides with Subaru, as does Wilheim. Gluttony, Greed, and the Witch’s Cult are threats to all (there are reports of others throughout the land falling victim to Gluttony), and so all of them must stay together to determine the proper path to defeating them.

Moving forward requires that Subaru accept that Rem is out of the picture for now, that there’s nothing he can immediately do about it, and going without sleep to stay by her bedside helps neither of them. Emilia comes to Rem’s room to say as much, and while she has no memories of Rem, she can tell she’s Ram’s sister. She’s also come to tell Subaru that she wants to help Subaru carry the weight of Rem. He saved her, and now it’s her turn to save him.

This causes Subaru to politely ask her to turn away so he can cry, but soon after bawling big sopping sheets tears, she wraps her arms around him in a hug of support. And so we start with the Hero at his lowest point (so far, at least…it can always go lower!), unable even to put on a Tough Guy act, and the Heroine promising to save him, starting with helping him process the situation so that they can begin to find a solution.

It’s a strong return to form for Re:Zero, which at this point is a known quantity in terms of how it operates and to never expect things to work out too soon without significant hardship and suffering on the part characters. Two new sniveling supervillains are here, and their Emilia-lookin’ Witch queen still looms.

Hopefully no one is starting their Re:Zero journey with this episode; that would be…interesting. Suffice it to say, if you enjoyed the first season, the second picks right up where it left off both in story, tone, and style. I’m eager to see and learn more. Thankfully, the wait is over.

  By: magicalchurlsukui

[mmlalea2]

The life and times of Crookshanks

My Crookshanks head canon

(part Kneazle,part Felis silvestris, part shorthair exotic cat)

While Kneazles are a magical breed of cat that can live up to 150 years, mixing with muggle cats result in a much shortened life-span.  But it is the life lived that is more important than the number of years lived.

Crookshanks was a part a mixed breed cat – part Kneazle (on his father’s side), and a mix of Highland Tiger (Felis Silvestris) and short-haired exotic on his mother’s side.  He, and his littermates, were big bushy ginger cats with flat faces which didn’t bode well with the Kneazle tribe.  Like his Kneazle cousins, he was highly intelligent, if not a bit judgmental.

His mother named him “Crookshanks” but his brothers and cousins teased him by calling him “Crooked Shanks” because he was born with an oddly bent leg.

He ventured into the Highlands at a young age looking for territory to claim for his own. A place where he wouldn’t be constantly challenged and mocked by his cousins.

Crookshanks stumbled upon Hogwarts quite by accident.  It was an early fall day when he had been chasing some mice through a field adjacent to the Hogsmeade train station.  It was here that he met a lonely little witch named Hortensia.  The witch was sad that her family was unable to afford a pet for her to bring to school.  The cost of her wand alone was more than her mum made in a week and there were so many of her brothers and sisters to feed.  

He could tell she was intelligent and a kindred spirit. Feeling a little sorry for her, Crookshanks allowed her to pick him up and bring him to Hogwarts with her.  The instant connection between them was strong. Strong enough that she knew to name her new kitten, Crookshanks.  He quickly grew to love the girl who gave him a warm place to sleep, plenty of food to eat, and access to an amazing library that served wizard and beast alike.

During their seven years at Hogwarts, Crookshanks thoroughly enjoyed the classes he was allowed to attend. He learned about wizards and their rules which he enjoyed enforcing. He particularly enjoyed stopping students from cheating by taking their homework or smearing fresh ink across their scrolls. He never understood why muggle police in the villages he had traveled through only allowed police dogs. Didn’t they know that cats were smarter?

When Hortensia finished Hogwarts, Crookshanks thought it was the last time he’d see his beautiful tower bedroom with the ceilings that reflected the blue skies.  They moved to London together and lived quite happily for a number of years in a small flat near the British Museum which he liked to visit at least once a week.

His world turned upside-down when suddenly buildings began exploding in the night.  These exploding homes happened more frequently than Crookshanks liked but he had no way of stopping it. He would watch wizards and witches wave protective spells across the sky but those protections didn’t always work.

One night Crookshanks had gone out to hunt, leaving his human fast asleep in her bed.  He came back after a successful rat kill, only to find his home nothing more than a pile of shattered bricks.  It too had become a pile of stones pointed skywards like one of the pyramids they had recently read about together.  Now his Hortensia was entombed like an Egyptian queen. He spent days, then weeks, guarding her tomb until he was finally chased away by some hungry street urchins.

Crookshanks resolved to go back to the Scottish Highlands to find his family.  He hopped on a military train heading north.  As the train drew closer to the Highlands, he began to smell familiar scents.  Jumping off with the rest of the troops, he found himself still far from home. It took him another six months of wandering through the mountains before finding his way home.

He was initially greeted with joy, but it was short-lived. He had spent far too much time living in a human city.  His brothers did not appreciate his encroaching on their territory.  He returned the way he came in hopes of finding the train again.  Instead he found St. Andrews University. At the Muggle school he found himself a wizard in hiding named Archibald Gregory.  They found each other late one night when Crookshanks climbed the astronomy tower, remembering his days at Hogwarts.  The professor tried to call him “Orion” but Crookshanks shook his head an ignored him. One night, the professor was started awake from a dream only to be doubly startled by a cat staring at him.  “Crookshanks!”  Crookshanks smiled and curled up against him.

They lived together in peaceful existence for many years. After the professor retired, they moved to Edinburgh, where Crookshanks hunted and played in the nearby Prince Street Gardens. Nearby was a young witch that Crookshanks liked to play with named Martha. She was very smart and very brave. They went on many adventures together because although she was very smart and very brave for a little girl, she was still learning and needed to be protected.

When the professor passed away, she insisted that Crookshanks come live with her. It wasn’t too long before they were both on their way to Hogwarts.  

Crookshanks could smell Hogwarts from miles away.  The smell of the giant squid in the loch was something he dreamt of many times. He was surprised when she didn’t travel up to the blue tower bedroom. Instead they were taken to one covered in red with a great lion head over a roaring fire.  His initial disappointment was replaced with approval as he found a nice thick chair by the fireplace that soon because his, and his alone.

The common room became the place to watch humans test their magical ability.  One group of boys in particular attracted his attention.  He watched as one group of boys learned to transform themselves into animals.  One did it automatically, transforming into a wolf with every moon. Crookshanks could smell the blood on him when he would come back to the common room after disappearing for several days every month.  Another turned into a stag while another turned into a big black dog.  

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Although cats were not supposed to like dogs, he did like this one.  They couldn’t communicate any better as cat and dog as they could as cat and man but they had an understanding.

The fourth boy was a whiny little man child.  He managed to turn himself into a rat, which Crookshanks had a difficult time as he tried to not kill him.  He didn’t care for this being in either form.

He and Martha left the school after graduation and moved to London where she worked for the Ministry of Magic.  Martha took him to work a few times but he really didn’t like it. He preferred their apartment in Diagon Alley which was across from a magical pet store. Crookshanks would spend his days sitting on the windowsill watching the other animals in the window as they watched him, waiting for Martha to come home.

Martha was home later and later each night. Some nights she didn’t come home at all and the woman from the Magical Menagerie would come over with his dinner.  Crookshanks began to get nervous.  It felt like before, like when the buildings exploded.  

Every night when Martha finally came home he rubbed up against her to make sure that she didn’t have any injuries.  She looked tired and didn’t spend nearly as much time reading to him as she did before.

One night… he heard buildings explode nearby. He ran out to see what happened, passing a masked wizard dressed in black. The hairs rose on Crookshanks back. He knew that wizard’s scent even without smelling the residual aroma of dark magic from his wand.

Crookshanks made his way through the Leaky Cauldron and out to the street. Nearby were dozens of bodies – wizards and muggles alike – dead in the street. There he found his beloved Martha. Unmoving.

He let out a painful yowl that could be heard from several streets away.  He was torn between staying with is Martha and looking for vengeance.  By the time he made his way back into Diagon Alley, the wizard’s scent had disappeared in the night.   He went back to his empty home and sat on the windowsill. Hoping that Martha might come home after all but she didn’t.

The next day, the lady from the Magical Menagerie took him from the apartment brought him to her store. “You can stay here as long as you want,” she said. And then promised not sell him to anyone he unless he agreed.  

So there he stayed for many years.  Several people tried to buy him but he refused to go with them.  He had his standards. He’d had his heart broken.  If he ever went home with a witch or wizard again, he or she must be worthy of him.  He or she must be brilliant, and brave, and most of all as loyal to him as he would be to them.

One day, a young witch walked into the shop.  She was about 12 years old in human years with bushy brown hair.  She was smart and sassy.  He liked that about her.  When she picked him up, he purred for the first time in many years.

[felikatze]

I'M BEING VERY NORMAL ABOUT NOELASHE RN. BRO WHAT IF WE WERE NARRATIVE FOILS.

[felikatze]

happy birthday sirius gibson. as a gift me and friends played day 2 of bonus stage, where sirius is forced to relieve all of his deepest trauma. teehee~

[felikatze]

i don’t know what witch’s heart is but all this fanart you’re reblogging is banger after banger

GOOD THING I MADE THIS POWERPOINT PRESENTATION ABOUT IT FOUR YEARS AGO

You should play it. It's good. As you might be able to tell I've been replaying it in chunks w friends and all the characters are so insanely well written i for real cannot pick a favorite anymore I love all of them so much

Five people get trapped in a mansion together and there's demons and betrayal and murder but also silly haha funtimes until shit hits the fan. And it's that duality in how everything seems nice but goes downhill SO FAST that really manages to hook u on the characters

If it helps it's also set in a timeloop except the story is from the perspective of a person who has no fucking clue she's in a timeloop. Girl help.

ALSOO i think the amount of stuff u get to know about the timeloop n the characters is so well paced and the foreshadowing makes me wanna scream. In Bonus Stage, which is after the basic 4 scenarios, you get all the backstories for Everybody but it's still satisfying because you got so many hints and so much build up in the scenarios that everything just clicks into place it's (screams)

yeah so i was on again off again into it from 2020 to 2022 and now it's BACK BABEY

you can also play it for free. though you'll probably have to mess around with dpi settings a bit cuz the scaling on a 4k screen is TINY. after that we ball though. and the combat is ass. And the few bosses that exist eat bullets for breakfast. BUT IT'S ALL WORTH IT

you want to find out the context behind the banger fanart soooo bad

[felikatze]

this took me like an hour to make and i didn’t even mention a lot of things but also i CAN’T mention a lot of things because spoilers but. I PROMISE you the plot will have you screaming (in agony)

there are cute and wholesome moments however (just so the dark moments can punch you in the gut even harder)

all the characters are amazing and i love them

I implore you to suffer with me

ALSO DID I MENTION YET YOU CAN PLAY IT FOR FREE. ALL OF IT. go to vgperson’s site it’s there. for free. it’s free video game.

[felikatze]

i adore that ashe will sometimes say "in my country...." when he is, in fact, from Kolorado, inexplicably spelled with a K.

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this is slowly turning into a blog for indie VNs i like and listen. I'm not sorry

[a7xlizardqueen]

Title: Aura Malfoy

CHAPTER: 1/? 

PAIRING: No pairing yet. Eventually OFC/Remus Lupin, OFC/Sirius Black, OFC/Seamus Finnigan, OFC/Harry Potter

RATING: NC-17/MA – seriously, do not read this if you are under 18!

SUMMARY: I don’t like writing summaries. I’m not good at it. This is a canon-following story. I use both the books and the movies. Will be mostly set in the Golden Trio era, with memories and flashbacks from the Marauders era.

NOTES/WARNINGS: It starts out pretty tame. Follows to the plot of the books for the most part. There will eventually be violence, torture, mentions of PTSD, mentions of sexual assault, there will be smut, death, as I go along I will add more warnings. Again, please do not read if you are under 18, or are easily triggered.

-X-X-X-

Aura Malfoy was not an ordinary woman. She was a witch; an exceptional witch. She had once fought with the fierceness of a lioness, and the cunning of a fox. She could stun an opponent in a second without the slightest incantation or change in facial feature. Magic came very easily to her. Even at a young age, anyone who met her knew she would be extraordinary one day. She bested her older brother Lucius, even when she was at her worst.

Yet now she hid away in a small country cottage, rarely venturing out. Almost no one she knew in her youth knew whether she was alive or not, though to be fair, not many of the people she knew in her youth were alive either. There was only one person on the face of the Earth that knew where she lived. So when the alarm of her Intruder Charm was set off one sunny July afternoon, Aura knew the day she dreaded most had come.

She had been sitting in a plush armchair in front of the large picture window in the front sitting room of her little English cottage. She had been reading the morning's edition of The Daily Prophet, England's most-read magical newspaper, which came to her under the name of Cordelia Darkmore, and listening to her favourite singer Celestina Warbeck, glancing up every few seconds to make sure her 11-year-old daughter was still playing in the yard. She never let her daughter out of her sight.

When the shrill cry of the Intruder Charm sounded Aura jumped out of her chair with the same agility she'd had so many years ago and silenced it quickly. Immediately crossing the room to the front door, she called for her daughter to come into the house.

"Felis, go into your room, lock the door, and don't come out unless I say, do you understand?"

The little girl nodded and ran into the hallway. The sound of her door slamming came moments later. Aura paced the room anxiously as she waited for the visitor to make their way up the wooded path that led to the front door. Turning towards a mirror in the wall, she smoothed her hands down her long black robes and patted down her hair.

Aura always exuded poise and elegance. She had been raised to always appear at her best, and that had stuck with her even after she had forsaken her family. As she looked at herself in the mirror she couldn't help but stare at the large reminder on her face of times she wished she could forget.

"Tell me where the Order's headquarters are," his voice hissed as he circled around her in the dark, black room. Several people wearing masks stood around, watching.

He waited only a matter of seconds before growling in anger. He flicked his wand and recited, "Crucio."

Aura flinched at the memory of the pain that had come next. She would have given almost anything to remove the great ugly scar from her face and forget the feeling of when it had been put there. Most of all she wished she could forget the sound of Him laughing as it was done.

Finally there came a soft knock at the door. Aura turned, held up her wand as sparks flew from the tip, and the door slowly opened to reveal a skinny old man, with long hair and beard as white as snow, wearing long flowing velvet robes of deep burgundy. He smiled amusingly and looked at Aura over the top of his half-moon spectacles.

"It's good to see you too, Aura." Dumbledore said pleasantly as he stepped over the threshold and held his hands out to Aura, as if she hadn't just been pointing her wand at him.

She placed her hands in his and embraced him warmly. Dumbledore had been something of a father to her after she had left her family at sixteen. He had helped her find this little cottage in the middle of nowhere and had added every protection possible. He followed her into the sitting room and they each took seats on the settee. He picked up the copy of the Daily Prophet curiously.

"Cordelia Darkmore," he noted with a chuckle.

"Brandy?" Aura offered, as two large glasses of golden liquid came floating in from the adjacent room.

"Thank you, my dear. Now-"

"I know," Aura interrupted, "she's old enough. She has to go. I can't keep her from living."

"Actually, I was going to ask how you've been." Dumbledore smiled, "After all, ten years is a long time."

Aura's composure faltered and she took a sip of her brandy, "I don't think about myself anymore, Albus. It hurts too much."

"I know I taught you to close your mind, Aura, but don't hide from yourself. No good ever comes of that."

"The only thing I care about any more is keeping her safe. There's nothing else to think about. The man I loved betrayed me, and all my friends are dead."

Dumbledore sighed deeply, "They're not all dead, and there are more friends to be made, and plenty more men out there."

"Oh yes, every one of them'd love to look at this every day," she scoffed and pointed to the scar on her face.

"I would."

"What exactly does that mean?"

"It means, that I am offering you a position at Hogwarts, as a nurse in the Hospital Wing."

"Why ever would you do that?"

"If memory serves me correctly, you mended quite a few wounds in your time at Hogwarts, and Hippocrates Smethwyck thought extremely highly of you during your Healer training."

"You'd trust me out there? I'm almost as mad as Alastor."

"I'm sure you'll do fine, and you'll be able to keep an eye on Felis, although I assure you, she'll be as safe as can possibly be."

Aura stared at the wall behind Dumbledore's head. She wasn't sure she could leave the safety of her cottage. There were so many dangers out there in the real world. And yet, she knew she couldn't let Felis go alone.

"You do know who is at Hogwarts, don't you?" Dumbledore asked as he peered over the top of his spectacles, "He has his mother's eyes."

Aura's heart gave a lurch. Harry.

"All right."

"Wonderful!" Dumbledore exclaimed, "Now, I must see her before I leave. I have to admit I'm very curious to see the little dear."

Aura waved her wand and the sound of a door opening could be heard from the back of the house. Small footsteps tapped their way to the front. The tapping stopped just at the end of the hall, the first thing to appear was a mass of wavy, black hair which stood at all ends. Next came two large, blue eyes. The little girl gave a gasp and then ran into the sitting room, skidding to a halt very close to Dumbledore's feet.

"You're Dumbledore!" she exclaimed.

Dumbledore chuckled, his eyes disappearing as he smiled, "That I am. I see your mother has mentioned me."

"She says you're the greatest wizard there ever was!"

Aura's cheeks turned a deep shade of scarlet as Dumbledore moved his gaze towards her, "Well, your mother is one of the best I've ever seen come through Hogwarts."

"Am I going to Hogwarts, mummy?" the little girl asked excitedly, bouncing on the balls of her feet.

"Yes, my dear, you are."

As she watched her daughter talk excitedly with Dumbledore, she thought about what it would be like to return to Hogwarts after so long, and roam the familiar halls; return to the one place that had always held comfort and safety for her. And Harry was there. She never had the chance to meet him, having been captured before he was born. She was utterly terrified.

-X-X-X-

"Hold on to my hand, Felis. Tight, yes just like that," Aura and Felis stood in the centre of the sitting room, wearing long, black traveling cloaks. Felis clutched onto her mother's hand nervously.

"Now close your eyes, this may make you dizzy."

Aura closed her eyes tight and Felis followed suit, her face scrunching up as she did so. Their ears filled with the sound of a loud crack, and Felis felt as if she were being pulled through a tight hole and then thrown back on to her feet. She could now hear people talking and walking not far from where she stood.

"Open your eyes now, dear."

Felis opened her eyes and gasped. She was standing at the end of an alley, looking into a busy street, muggles walking in every direction. Her mother began to pull her down the street, heading towards a small tavern. No one else seemed to notice the run-down looking pub. Aura headed straight for the door and pushed Felis through before she followed. Heads turned towards them as they entered. The room had gone silent as every head turned to stare at them. Aura seemed not to notice as she led Felis straight through to the back of the pub where they stood in front of a brick wall.

Felis stared at it, wondering whether her mother had gone mad. Aura took out her wand, tapped one of the bricks and suddenly the bricks began to move as first a hole appeared, gradually getting bigger and bigger until a large archway stood where the brick wall once did. Felis and Aura both gasped at the sight of the extremely busy street as wizards and witches both young and old talked and shouted and bustled up and down the street, glancing into shop windows.

There's too many people, Aura thought, feeling her heart pounding in her chest, It's too dangerous.

She didn't have time enough to hesitate, however, as Felis began to pull her into the crowd, staring excitedly into the shop windows. Aura stared all around her. Many witches and wizards were now looking at her curiously, muttering to each other. Her chest tightened in fear.

"Mummy, what do we do first? Can we go in the joke shop?" Felis asked excitedly, completely unaware of the turmoil going on in her mother's head.

Regaining her usual composure, Aura forced a smile and shook her head and took a deep breath, "We won't be able to get anything until we go to Gringotts. This way."

Aura pulled Felis along down the street, Felis attempting to get a peek into more shop windows. Her attention was brought back as they approached the white steps that led into the extremely large and intimidating looking building. Slanted columns stood on either side of the door. Felis couldn't help but stare at the goblin, who was around the same height as her, wearing a scarlet and gold uniform as they entered, he was the ugliest thing she’d ever seen. She also couldn't help but notice that the goblin stared curiously at her mother, similar to the people in the pub. They walked through the entrance and into a vast marble hall. On either side of them were long, shining counters, hundreds of goblins standing behind them. Aura approached one of the counters and looked up at the goblin confidently.

"I would like access to my vault, please."

The goblin looked at her in surprise, "Aura Bl-"

"Malfoy," she interrupted quickly, "Aura Malfoy. And please add my daughter Felis to the account as well."

The goblin stared for a moment, then nodded, "Griphook! Take them down to vault 711."

Aura and Felis followed the new goblin called Griphook down to the end of the hall and through a door that led into a narrow stone passageway, lit with flaming torches. It looked nothing like the great hall they'd just come from. Aura stood stock still, back straight as Griphook whistled and a cart came hurtling towards them on a rail track. Aura helped Felis into the cart after the goblin, and then climbed in behind her. Once they were settled the cart took off, speeding through a maze of rail tracks and vaults. They were going much too fast for Felis to get a good look at any of the vaults but she was pretty sure they had gone quite deep underground.

Finally the cart began to slow and they came to a stop in front of a large iron door wedged into the stone wall. Griphook climbed out of the cart, and Aura and Felis followed. Aura handed Griphook her key and when he turned it in the lock, the door opened with a loud clang. The door opened to reveal mountains of gold, silver, and bronze as well as other very old looking objects that must have been passed down for centuries.

"This is ours?" Felis exclaimed.

"Yes," Aura said hesitantly, then turned abruptly to Griphook, "There's too much in here, where did the excess come from?"

Griphook looked at her for a moment before clearing his throat, "Your half of your inheritance was added to the vault a few years ago, as instructed by your brother."

Aura's heart gave a strange lurch. She hadn't been very fond of her father, but it still hurt to hear that he was dead, "I see."

She turned back towards the vault and began to collect the various coins in to her purse. Felis slid down a hill of coins beside her mother, giggling to herself.

"Mummy, what's this?" Felis exclaimed as she held up a large diamond ring on a gold band.

Once again Aura's heart lurched at the sight of her wedding ring.

"It's beautiful!"

"Leave it alone, it's nothing."

Felis turned at the sound of her mother's voice. She'd never heard it so angry before. She gave the ring one last curious glance before letting it fall back on to the pedestal. Maybe it had something to do with her father. To this day, her mother would not speak of him, wouldn't even tell her what colour his eyes were, never mind his name. She shuffled out of the vault, waiting for her mother to finish inside.

-X-X-X-

Felis entered Ollivander's wand shop after her mother. The shop was dark and dusty, with piles and piles of long thin boxes scattered all over. She jumped as a thin man with white, wiry hair sticking up at all ends suddenly poked his head out from behind a large bookcase. He smiled widely and came to greet them at the counter.

"Aura Malfoy!" he cheered, "Oh, Ebony and phoenix feather, 11 1/2 inches."

"Yes," Aura smiled, "My daughter Felis is needing her first wand, now."

Mr. Ollivander's smile faltered slightly as he glanced at Felis, then he stepped around the corner and took out a tape measure which began to take her measurements of its own accord as Mr. Ollivander noted each one. After a few minutes he bounded away through the shelves and came back with a long silver box. Inside was a thin, delicate looking wand of a dark brown colour.

"10-inch vine with dragon heartstring. Give that a whirl."

Felis flicked her wrist slightly but nothing shot out of the wand at all. Ollivander went streaking through the shelves again and came back with a velvet box. The wand inside was quite long and almost pure white.

"Aspen and phoenix feather, 13 inches."

Again, the wand did nothing spectacular as Felis took hold of it. Several different wands later, Felis was beginning to think that she would never get a wand when Mr. Ollivander came back with a sad smile on his face. He glanced at Aura apologetically before setting the simple black box in front of them. Felis opened the box to reveal a long, thin, perfectly straight and unblemished, cream-coloured wand. As she took hold of it her hand immediately warmed and the tip of the wand emitted a soft golden glow.

"Yew," Ollivander sighed, "with dragon heartstring, 12 1/2 inches. There's no doubt, you could do great things with this wand."

Aura grew cold as her daughter held on to the wand. She wasn't sure how to feel. Yew was the same wood as the greatest dark wizard there ever was. And on the other hand, dragon heartstring was the same core usually found in the wands of her husband's family, a man who'd betrayed her for the darkest wizard there ever was.

Next, Aura took Felis to Magical Menagerie to look for a suitable companion for her. The shop seemed smaller than it really was as the walls were completely lined with cages of various types of animals. Aura watched as Felis looked inside each and every cage, asking every so often what type of animals they were. At one of the cages Felis stopped and stared for a lengthy minute, Aura was preparing to peek inside in order to be able to tell what animal it was when Felis squealed with joy.

"She's perfect!"

Felis opened the cage hurriedly and a small, black bundle of fur came hurtling out. Felis juggled the animal in her arms until she could hold it up to show her mother. Aura beamed with happiness at the sight of the small black cat, purring loudly in her daughter's arms.

"Yes, she is perfect, what are you going to name her?" she asked as she paid the witch for the cat.

"Panthera! Cause I'm sure in her heart she's a giant panther," Felis giggled.

-X-X-X-

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