#fem evan rosier

[v7lgar]

lesbian barty crouch jr... brown hair slightly turning to blonde... inked body... nipple and clit piercings... taking nudes w her bush out... flexing at the gym mirror and showing off her muscles and armpit hair... dear god evan you are one lucky son of a bitch

[surelystaggering]

sapphic rosekiller !! [ drwisteria on tt, ig & twt ]

[youleftmenochoicebut]

GOLD RUSH — regulus black x reader.

SUMMARY. — your secret relationship with regulus isn’t so secret anymore.

PAIRING. — regulus black x fem!pureblood!reader

WARNINGS. — reader has a 1st year brother; this is shitty;

A/N. — im desperately trying to write something coherent for reggie and it’s not working

“if you stare at that poor girl for a little while longer i’m pretty sure her head’s gonna set on fire.” Barty’s voice is quiet as he leans in closer to your ear, and you tilt up your head at him, quickly hitting his shoulder. you’re standing in front of the potions classroom, and out of your friend group it’s only the two of you - Evan back in his dorm claiming to be sick, Dorcas not every making any excuses as to why she didn’t show up, Pandora being a ravenclaw, and Regulus… well, Regulus.

Regulus is standing in the darkest corner of the hallway, having a conversation with some hufflepuff (a good friend of his who you have known of for a while) who’s batting her eyelashes up at him, and you wonder if he’s truly that oblivious to notice or just chooses to ignore it. either way you shrug, turning to Barty with a grimace on your face that’s supposed to be a smile.

“damn, babe, with that look on your face you might just scare away potential suitors.” he tugs at your braid, swiftly making it fall apart, and your frown deepens.

“not in the mood, Barty.” you roll your eyes with a scoff, leaning back against the wall, looking up at the ceiling. your parents have been bugging you about finding a suitable future husband to marry after you graduate ever since this school year started, and as it all nears spring you’re only growing more restless. of course they don’t know about your relationship with Regulus. sure, they would be over the moon at the news, the younger Black brother being… hot shit amongst the mentally challenged elders, as Evan described it once. which is exactly why you want to keep it under the wraps for as long as you can.

it’s been going pretty well you’d say, both of you not having much problem with acting casual, but lately you’ve been struggling with that. you’re not jealous, Merlin forbid, you’re just… well, maybe you are the tiniest bit jealous. in all honesty, who wouldn’t be? it’s Regulus Black.

you enter the classroom hand in hand with Barty once the clock strikes nine, splitting with him when you make your way to your desk. during this class you actually share your space with Regulus, and so you give him a small smile when he sits down beside you.

the whole day passes in a blur for you, as it usually does, and soon enough you’re in your favorite place of all Hogwarts. you’re sitting on a huge plush couch in the room of requirement, your head resting on your boyfriend’s lap as he runs his slender fingers through your hair. both of you dressed in some comfortable clothes instead of the everyday robes, your wands laying down on the wooden table in front of the sofa.

“i haven’t written back to my mother yet.” you murmur after a moment, eyes set on Regulus’ face, trying to catch every detail of it.

his skin is pale, sheer thin, and if you believed in them you could’ve said he’s a ghost. his lips are always so plump looking, now outstretched in a smile, his gray irises staring right back at you with that loving shimmer to them.

“have Alistair?” he asks, your younger brother’s name leaving his mouth so quiet it’s practically a whisper, and he raises his eyebrows. you shrug, and a moment later you shake your head.

“i’m not sure. i think so.” you reply, internally groaning at the mere thought of your sibling, and you push yourself up on your elbows then fully sit up, reaching out for one of the mugs standing on the coffee table. they’re both filled with hot chocolate, and you take the pink one into your hand, sipping on it slowly. “little bugger is snitching on me, i try to avoid him.”

you watch him chuckle and reach over for his mug, then the two of you lean back against the couch. you can feel yourself sinking into the cushions, and a delighted sigh escapes you, before you catch Regulus’ amused expression and purse your lips together quickly.

“i just can’t wait for all of this to end, so we could move away.” you mumble, setting your cup back down, and he nods. he leans in closer, his hands resting on either sides of your middle, and for a beat he only looks at you. then suddenly his smile widens, and he kisses the top of your nose.

“chocolate on your nose.” he whispers playfully, his lips brushing innocently against your cheek next, then your jawline, your chin, slowly trailing down to set on your neck for a longer while. “just three more months, ma chérie. and we’ll leave it all behind.”

his breath is hot against your skin despite the chilliness of his hands that wrap around your waist, helping you into a laying down position. his caress is gentle, soft, just so so loving.

“a cozy cottage somewhere in a quiet village. maybe wales?” you breathe out, your hands coming up to first rest on his shoulders, but you quickly move them up and tangle them into his dark curls.

“mhm, like we planned.” he nods, making you yelp in surprise as he suddenly sucks on your pulse point, and you swear you can feel him smirk against the column of your throat. “a whole lot of protective spells to keep us safe and hidden from everyone. and then maybe we can focus on what’s good. plant a tree and have a dozen of children.”

“well, i don’t know who’s gonna give you a dozen of children, cause it’s for sure not me.” you scoff, a chuckle escaping your lips as you pull him back from you, and he takes the opportunity to give you a kiss. it quick and sweet, and his hands start to wander under your shirt, ghosting over the outline of your bra teasingly.

you leave the room of requirement in the middle of the night, fingers intertwined, and your guard let down. your clothes are wrinkled up, hair messy and tousled, and there’s already a slight limp to your walk. you’re both sure no one’s going to see you, i mean come on, it’s 2am. but the moment you step a foot outside, and the magic door disappears behind you, you hear a victorious laugh.

your brother is standing right there, just a few strides away from you, grinning from ear to ear. you immediately groan, gaze locking with Regulus’ for a moment before you step forward.

“i swear to Merlin, Alistair, if you tell anyone about this…” you start menacingly, hand clasping on the boy’s shirt collar, but it gives you an opposite result of what you’ve hoped for.

“sod off, Y/N! i’m writing about this to mother right when i get back to my dorm!”

[corwnvus]

THE TWINS!

[ethereacals]

MANIAC

the one where you don't go back to the boys.

part two of the conan gray series

“i wish i were heather” out now!

synopsis: after getting cheated on by your previously expected soulmates, a change in perspective occurs and you find yourself falling for a different set of three.

warnings: foul language, slander on the marauders, sexual innuendos, mentions of smoking, a small taylor

"PEOPLE LIKE YOU ALWAYS WANT BACK WHAT THEY CAN'T HAVE."

Leaving Hogwarts early for Christmas this year was not something anyone could've forshadowed.

You, the girl who spent most of her time studying for her upcoming OWLS in November, had disappeared without a trace.

Of course most of your close friends knew where you were, and some not so close friends did aswell.

"She can't just run away from her problems." Said Sirius, his leg bouncing anxiously from the news Regulus had just sprung onto them.

"Sirius, It'll be fine, okay? When they get back to school, we can formally apologize and move on, right?" Remus attempted to reassure Sirius, but he in reality he felt quite crestfallen.

Lily sat quietly, already regretting her decision to do this with them.

In her head, she knew they had every intention to not cheat and solve things the right way— but she hadn’t helped.

It all started one night at a loud and ear-shattering Gryffindor victory party after a successful win for their Quidditch team.

She got drunk, and they were completely wasted.

And you weren’t there.

So their drunken minds believed it would be a missed opportunity if they didn’t take their chance with Gryffindors golden girl.

Lily knew she should’ve said no, she should’ve gone back to her dorm and hid from them for the rest of eternity.

But fate clearly had other plans.

And after secrets, longing stares, and lingering touches that the truth finally came to light.

and it was all at your expense.

“So— When will our Reggie be joining us, Meadowes?” Evan slurred, his voice carrying a heavily intoxicated tone.

“Soon enough, he’s got one more OWL to complete and then he’s on his way.” Dorcas mused as she gently pet the head of her tipsy sleepy Gryffindor girlfriends head as she babbled on about Quidditch.

Evan nodded drunkenly— before taking another swig.

Dorcas seemed so peaceful with Marlene— who had surprisingly accepted her invitation to spend Christmas with the Slytherins, though Marlene truly wasn’t prejudice against them like others were.

They seemed so… in love.

You had love once.

Remember?

They’re gone.

Remember?

They’re gone.

“I— I had love… once—“ You hiccuped sadly, beginning to sob for the umpteenth time this evening.

You were extremely drunk, who could really blame you?

“Aww… Treasure…” Barty (who surprisingly was very sober) cooed, encapsulating you in a bear hug as you cried into his chest.

“How many more times is she going to do that?” Asked Peter, who— by the way: lied to his friends and said he was going home for Christmas.

He was only visiting for the night, as he was currently visiting his girlfriend— Sybil Trelawney who lived in town.

“Who knows, Pete. Who knows..” Evan slung his arm around him.

“This should be the last time before she realizes that she doesn’t need them, that’s what the sprites are telling me.” Pandora smiled, petting your hair gently in comfort.

“Pettigrew, you should turn back to your rat-pack and tell them they’re trash.”

You spat, in broken sighs.

Obviously, Peter felt a bit of offense to the rat slander but alas— they weren’t aware of his rat-secret.

Quite a shame.

“Sure thing, L/N.”

'FEELS LIKE WE HAD MATCHING WOUNDS BUT MINES STILL BLACK AND BRUISED.'

on December 19th, Regulus had finally arrived at Barty's flat he'd rented for the holidays.

Marlene, Dorcas, and Peter had their departure just the day before, leaving just you, Pandora, Evan, Barty, and Regulus.

Pandora had just wished you all goodnights and dream blessings before nodding off to your shared room for your stay.

"So, anyone up for some firewhiskey?" Offered Evan, who held a giant bottle of the substance.

"Just a small bit, Rosie." Barty accepted his offer graciously.

"Need anything, amour?" Regulus mused in your ear, by far he was the most comforting one. As the other two just distracted you with their own twisted ways of thinking and chaos.

"I'm alright, Reggie. Thank you." You nodded politely, you had felt incredibly off this break.

Though they all weren't stupid, they knew why you were acting strange.

Every year since third year; You and the boys would leave Hogwarts and spend Christmas with the Potters.

Snowball fights, roaring fires, Effie's hot cocoa, the memories echoed through your brain like they were music blasting from your headphones.

Every time you closed your eyes to sleep, you would see endless slideshows of everything you had ever done with them.

The nights of passion, the hugs, the pre and post-quidditch game good luck and good job kisses, the play fights, the happiness.

Your life was black and white before you met them, they brought the color.

But they showed you colors they knew you couldn't see with anyone else.

Well, besides your 'best' friends.

Were you really just that? Just friends?

You were a year younger than the Marauders, same year as Regulus.

and Sirius would be so pissed off if he found out that you were sleeping with his brother-

...

Wait.

Who gives a fuck about Sirius?

Who cares what intelligent insult will come out of Remus' mouth?

And James, he liked Regulus once.

They'd hate you.

But,

Maybe you wanted them too.

So, you ended up taking a few shots of firewhiskey.

Okay,

More than a few.

"Um- actually, Reggie. I- I do need something." You slurred, holding onto your sober ex-boyfriends brother best friends nimble shoulders like he was your lifeline.

"Yes, amour?"

"I want a kiss."

Evan spat out his drink back into his cup, and Regulus' face heated up significantly.

"I'll give you a kiss..." Barty clambered over his boyfriends as his cold, veiny hands meet your waist.

His hands skim your body up and down, before pecking your lips softly, as if he was asking for acceptance.

"Can I kiss you?" Barty spoke so softly, he may have been chaotic and insane- but he was extremely cautious and respectable with things like this.

"I-I wanna taste you so bad.." Evan cooed at Barty's sweet words, as he held an extremely flustered Regulus in his arms, watching the scene in front of him unfold.

"Barty- please, kiss me." You mewled, barely finishing your sentence as he dived into your lips.

His lips surprisingly tasted like cherry chapstick, even though he had just been chugging firewhiskey.

After feeling like an eternity, Barty broke your kiss.

"I've wanted to do that since fourth year." He mumbled drunkenly, gazing up stupidly and lovingly at your blush-kissed face.

His kisses were heavenly, and so were Evan's, and Regulus'.

And needless to say, you didn't return back to Pandora that night.

'YOU'RE POINTING AT THE STARS IN THE SKY THAT ALREADY DIED.'

The return to Hogwarts was an awkward one at that.

But returning back to Hogwarts feeling happier than ever with your boyfriends? That was the best return you could make.

Hand in hand with Barty, you strutted into the Great Hall.

Evan and Regulus trailed behind, as you rambled on and on to Barty about something.

James stared your direction, and you unfortunately met his gaze.

He wasn't dense, he could see how your bright smile seemed to dim.

He smiled, softly.

James knew that they'd never get you back the way they had you.

He should've realized that you were the light of their lives.

Everyone should've woken up to see you.

They hurt you.

And this was their price.

They had to watch you thrive, with three other men.

Who would treat you like a goddess, something they never sought time for.

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[trohpi]

“James likes girls, Barty. Real girls—”

“Fuck off with that self-deprecating bullshit, Reg,” Barty scoffs. “You are a real girl, and given how Potter was just ogling your arse for the better part of the past hour, he certainly doesn’t care that you’ve got a dick.”

Reggie splutters. “He was not—”

“Oh, yes he was,” Dorcas cuts in. “Why do you think Sirius was so pissed at him when the game ended?”

“Because he cost Gryffindor the win, obviously,” she huffs, cheeks red as she crosses her arms across her chest.

“Yeah, because he was too busying eye-fucking his best friend’s little sister to pay attention to the Quaffle,” Barty grins, and Reggie’s jaw drops.

“There was no eye-fucking!”

“There most certainly was, darling,” Pandora says and Evan hums in agreement.

“That boy saw your thighs wrapped around that broomstick and all thoughts flew out the window.”

Barty snickers. “All thoughts except your thighs wrapped around his broomstick—”

Reggie throws her pillow at him, face burning as her traitorous friends cackle. “I hope you all die a slow, painful death.”

“Aw, we love you too, Reg,” Pandora croons.

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Caitlyn Kiramman — she’ll always go back to Vi in the end.

Caitlyn Kiramman — she’s jealous of a girl at the bar.

Caitlyn Kiramman — (Attempted) birthday breakfast in bed.

Caitlyn Kiramman — Cruise Vacation.

Caitlyn Kiramman — Your big sister.

Caitvi — Your girlfriends are clingy. You need space!

Jinx — you meet her at a Kiramman family dinner. (Modern AU, everyone lives.) (Kiramman!user)

Jinx — Your childhood best friend finds you again.

Jinx — princess treatment.

Jinx — I heard it was someone’s birthday! (Modern!college AU)

Jinx — actress!jinx AU

Jinx — Just a taste. (Vampire!jinx)

Powder — countdown until your birthday.

Powder — The two of you sneak off.

Vi — She sneaks topside to see you. (Everyone lives) (Piltoveran!user)

Vi — You reunite with your childhood best friend.

Vi — new parents.

Vi — she won’t let you work on your birthday.

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Emily Prentiss — It’s hard being casual.

Emily Prentiss — you’re shy so Emily orders for you.

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Spencer Reid — You’re scared of adulthood. (Daughter!user)

Spencer Reid — You visit Spencer after a year on the road.

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Luisa Madrigal — you refuse to let her lift things for you.

Luisa Madrigal — Wedding nerves.

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Dorcas Meadowes — Dorcas is a poet and you’re her muse. (Fame!au)

Dorcas Meadowes — you’ve got a crush on your potions tutor.

Lily Evans — avoiding the paparazzi with drummer!lily. (fame!au)

Lily Evans — having a picnic with girlfriend!lily.

Marlene McKinnon — doing bassist!marlene’s eyeliner. (Fame!au)

Marlene McKinnon — you’re Marlene’s shy girlfriend

Mary McDonald — helping singer!Mary with a song. (Fame!au)

Pandora Rosier — you’re a designer and Pandora is a model.

Regulus Black — academic rivals to lovers.

Remus Lupin — cuddling with Remus and your daughter.

Sirius Black — vampire!boyfriend!sirius feeding from you.

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Peter Parker — patching up boyfriend!peter.

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[moniefires]

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[seleneprince]

If Severus had been a girl, her story would have been mostly the same as canon, except that the Marauders maybe wouldn't have been so harsh with their bullying because "she wasn't a threat to James' crush on Lily" and "she's just a girl, girls are fragile". However, she would have still been in love with her and James knew that, so he still despised her, thinking she was holding Lily back from him.

Now unto my personal headcanons (because they fit and they make me happy):

- Fem! Severus wouldn't have shared a room with Mulciber and Avery, so she would have befriended her female roommates instead. I believe the fanaticism for the Death Eaters cult was more prominent in boys than girls, because society expected them to stay at home and raise more purebloods than participate in battles. However, she would've still hung out with them because they shared the same interest for Dark Arts.

-Her roommates would be Dorcas Meadow, Pandora Rosier (Evan Rosier's cousin) and Theresa Flint (the last one is an oc of mine)

- She would be a tomboy for the first few years, having her hair cut short and wear the male uniform instead of the female one. Partly because she's used to wearing boy clothes and partly to avoid embarrassing pranks from the Marauders. Due to this, she's often mistaken for a boy and fits in better with her male classmates.

- She knows wizards are more respected that witches, so she strives to imitate a masculine appearance to earn that (at first). It's not a case of "I'm not like other girls". She wants to survive.

- She's been infatuated with Lily since they met, but this crush wears off as Snape sees Lily's selfishness and hypocrisy. By the time their friendship is over, Snape is already disillusioned with her but still tries to hold into their old bond out of emotional attachment rather than love.

- She faced her own prejudice and hardships in Slytherin for being a poor half-blood, with a disgraced pureblood mother. She only earned her place when she showed off her talent and bested a few of her housemates. Basically, she had to win fights, physical and magical, against her own housemates until they deemed she deserved to be in Slytherin.

-In canon, Lucius took Snape under his wing and treated him like a brother in Hogwarts. In this, it's Narcissa who sees the potential in Snape and practically adopts her, and Lucius follows her example. Thanks to the older girl, Snape experiences nice clothes and good school tools for the first time. Narcissa is quite her sugar mommyl, but Snape is also her pet project.

- She's a bit of "one of the boys", although they're not really friends until fourth year. The boys were Mulciber, Avery, Wilkes and Rosier. They accepted her because they didn't really consider her a girl and they begrudgingly respected her skills. It was a mutual understanding that they used each other for their own benefits, Snape helping them with her intellect and spells while they helped her into getting assimilated with the other Slytherins. As they grew and got to know Snape beyond her blood status, they became protective of her and started to cherish her truly as a friend (althought Rosier took it to another level)

-Which brings us to my next headcanon. In my au, Rosier and Snape had a nice connection on first year when they sat together during History of Magic. He's one of the few that was welcoming of Snape since the start and always treated her like an equal. She's very fond of him because of it, and they grow to be very close friends.

-Regulus still looked up to her when they were students. He didn't trust her at first, because of her blood status and all, but seeing she had Narcissa's favour, he decided to look past it. And after witnessing her talent, he decided he wanted to learn more about her, so he began to follow her around to know her better. Snape was annoyed initially, but she eventually appreciated his company.

-She showed some genuine kindness to Barty Crouch Jr on his first year at Hogwarts, and the boy latched unto her like an eager puppy since then. That's how he befriended Regulus, with both of them following her around so often.

-They were both her little brothers, her precious babies, who couldn't do nothing wrong even if they tried. She was patient and permissive with them in a way she definitely wasn't with her other friends.

-She's the brain of the group, so she's usually saving their asses from the consequences of their actions (Mulciber, Avery and Wilkers) and helping them with their schemes (Dorcas, Rosier and Narcissa).

-In her desire to remain in Lily's life and have the girl's love, Snape repressed herself and kept her Slytherin friends at arms' length, which caused many arguments. When she and Lily had that fallout, Snape fully embraced her identity and, in return, her housemates embraced her too, as if they had been waiting for her.

-She was a natural Occlumens, unconsciously developing her ability while she learnt to mask her feelings and thoughts, product of the abuse and harassment she went throught.

-Her boggart used to be her father, Tobias Snape, but after "the prank", it became a werewolf instead.

-After what happened in the Shrieking Sack, she inmersed herself in researchs about lycanthropy and possible cures in order to forget her fear.

-When she experimented with potions, she tried them first on small animals, mostly rats and birds. Then bigger animals, like owls and cats. And lately, in the final phase of testing, she tried them on herself. Only her friends knew about this practise, since Snape made them promise to not tell a soul, since she didn't trust the Hogwarts staff to be understanding about it.

-When something goes wrong on the final test, she heals in the privacy of her bed while her friends take care of her, lying to the teachers that she's sick. They dread this practise of hers, since they can't stand seeing her in pain, but also had mad respect for her because of it.

-She was a control freak, obsessively cleaning and arranging her stuff with systems only she understands. She always knew when someone touched her things, just by seeing them moved the slighest bit to the different position she left them. Her housemates knew better than disrupt her order.

-Her talent with potions surpassed even Slughorn himself, but he preferred to praise Lily because her looks and attitude fit more in his club. He came to regret that decision years later, but Snape knows how to keep grudges.

-She considered Mulciber, Avery, Dorcas, Pandora, Rosier, Regulus and Barty her closest friends within Slytherin. The rest were just acquaintances. She was also close to Aurora Sinistra, from Ravenclaw, and Charity Burbage, from Hufflepuff.

-She and Charity danced around the lines separating friendship from romance for a while, but Snape wasn't ready for that step and Charity moved on. They remained good friends.

-She was a raging bisexual, because obviously.

-She didn't support the Death Eaters' beliefs, but she really looked up to the figure of Lord Voldemort. A poor half-blood like her, who paved his way to the top of the hierarchy with his charms, wit and power, making all the pureblood families submit to him. He was everything she aspired to be, everything she wanted to have. However, she soon realized her vision didn't exactly match reality...

And that's all. I have more but I wrote too much already. I'm on a hyperfixation, so I'll definitely write more about her in the future.

Feel free to tell me your own ideas or headcanons. I'll love to discuss them.

Tagging @love-the-purple-cat because she's also a fem! Snape stan. She has an amazing au, so go and check her!

[talesof-old]

dearest gentle readers | introduction

pairing(s): marauders (undetermined) x reader

warning(s): eventually 18+, bridgerton au, mentions of marriage, slight cursing?, i’m not british so just pretend i know what i’m talking about, mentions of scandal and incest, not proofread/edited so forgive me

word count: 818

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Sponsored by Lady Minerva McGonagall and desperate to find a match before you’re truly considered a spinster, you find yourself caught up in the whirlwind that is The Season. Will you be able to find a husband by August? Or is fortune just as fickle as the ton?

Swathes of fabric lined with lace, ruffles, and beads filled the great expanse of the room.

Yellows as pale as cream and blues as deep as midnight thrown over chase and chair. London’s dreary gloom seemed brighter the longer such a vibrant array of colors decorated the space. Lady Minerva McGonagall wasted no expense on the three debutantes she’d chosen to sponsor again this season.

Beside you, Mary eyed the fabrics with rapt attention.

You fingered the expensive satin silk of the dress nearest to you. Simple in silk, but a striking royal purple, it truly was a marvel of craftsmanship.

“I can’t believe how many dresses there are.” Mary’s Scottish accent appeared to be far less pronounced than what you might’ve imagined, but you three were sure to be an odd bunch. Lady McGonagall had sponsored you lot for two years already. A favor welcomed by your not-so-noble families. Or rather, your not-so-wealthy families.

“I’ve decided on new wardrobes for you this season. You will be married by the end of it, if I have any say. Mary’s are by the window and Lily’s are by the bed.”

Minerva’s sharp gaze turned to you. You’d had either the luck or misfortune (which one it was, you weren’t quite sure) to additionally spend the last few years as Minerva’s ward. Her rough edges were thorns you’d grown accustomed to, especially in her times attempting to make you a reputable lady.

“Your’s are by the chest of drawers.”

She’d certainly paid attention to detail. Mary’s dresses consisted almost entirely of her favorites: warm pinks and oranges. Brilliantly cut to showcase her clavicle, each dress appeared as if it would cover her breasts modestly but still draw attention to her long, slender neck. The simplicity of their silhouettes showcased the utterly perfect embroidery that decorated each bodice and skirt.

Lily’s were a myriad of greens, sprinkled with the occasional peach or yellow. Her soft, drapey dresses contrasted beautifully with the sleek lines of Mary’s attire.

Your own clothes appeared to be a quite suitable mixture of the two.

In moody shades of blue and violet, with the odd periwinkle and silver, you were honestly looking forward to donning the impressive garments. Any jewelry you wore would be borrowed from Lady McGonagall’s extensive collection. A collection, you were afraid to say, you’d miss dearly once you wed.

It was Lily that surged forward to examine her pieces, a chorus of thank yous from each of your lips as you did the same. Minerva smiled knowingly. Your dresses last year and the year before were beautiful, yes, but these actually suited you in a way those hadn’t. Three years of sponsoring the same girls had gone from a favour to fondness. She leaned onto her cane as her gaze flicked between you all. Still, she would be lying if she said she wasn’t eager to find you husbands.

“This is beautiful,” Lily breathed. In her hands, an elegant ensemble of a cream colored fabric hung. You grinned. If this was any indication of how this year’s season would go, you were more than ready. Jill, Minerva’s favorite maid, entered the room holding four sheets of familiar pale paper. Your eyes narrowed in delight. Lady Whistledown’s Society Papers were a joy every season. Mary reached for the pamphlet first. She knew better than anyone how gossip could be wielded as a weapon, and her eagerness to uncover the secrets of this year’s marriage mart was palpable. You felt the same.

Dearest Gentle Readers,

How lovely it is to greet you again. Our time away from Society has proven wonderfully refreshing indeed, though I would be quite the liar if I claimed to not miss you. Our extraordinary ton has now returned from our glorious reprieve, and it seems there are a many anxious mamas hoping to prey on the unsuspecting wiles of this Season’s eligible bachelors.

Last year, scandal swept through the ton when none other than Miss Narcissa Black married Duke Lucius Malfoy in secret after a supposedly whirlwind love affair. Hopefully, Mr. Sirius Black is as unbothered as he appears.

Regardless of the nearly disastrous ending to last year’s entertaining exploits, the new batch of debutantes seem sparkling indeed.

There is fierce Lady Charity Burbage, who proves to be a bold wonder amongst a meek crowd. Or perhaps one might find interest in Lady Aurora Sinistra, who I dare say is more brilliant and sharp than ever. Even Lady Pandora Rosier seems dreamier of late.

There is one thing for certain, reader: this season will be one to remember.

Keep your wits about you. Scandal lurks in every corner, as tricky as a hungry fox and more than ready to sink its claws into an unknowing victim. Guard your hearts, gentle ton, for I fear what I will write this season will be quite damning indeed.

Yours Truly,

Lady Whistledown

[moonyswarmsweaters]

fem!Rosekiller 1950s housewives who kill their husbands together then later elope

[miyagic]

How they wake you up

– marauders era

CONTAINS (in order): James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Peter Pettigrew, Regulus Black, Barty Crouch Jr., Evan Rosier, Lily Evans, Marlene McKinnon and Pandora Rosier (Lovegood).

a/n: I was bored, so I decided to make a scenario, I had this idea when I compared the way my mother wakes me up and how my sister-in-law wakes me 😭 I know I said I would do a Sirius one, but I haven't ideas, so...

w/c: 1.2k

English isn't my first language, sorry for any mistakes.

—�� JAMES POTTER

If there's one thing James Potter knows, it's how to love somebody. He's caring by nature, always trying to make others happy, always putting other people above himself. However, he can be poisonous before you actually get to know him.

James likes physical contact and as your boyfriend, he expects you to like his physical contact too, so I feel like James wakes people up with touches.

I think with friends, James would grab that person's arm and pull lightly while whispering their name. However, when he gets tired (and it doesn't take long) he would throw himself on top of the person and just start screaming.

However, with his girlfriend, you, he would leave kisses all over your face and then fan you. If you are a heavy sleeper, at some point he will get tired and tickle you. If you don't wake up with the tickles, or don't have them, he will throw himself on top of you and say your name louder.

Well, and if you're a REALLY heavy sleeper, James will ask Sirius or Remus for help because he's starting to get worried and completely out of ideas of what to do.

—★ SIRIUS BLACK

Uh, well, Sirius isn't the best person to wake someone up, but he's not bad!

With the energy he naturally has, he would already enter your room talking loudly, so if you are a light sleeper, his presence in itself is a good wake-up call.

With friends, Sirius would shake them carelessly and then start shouting their name while complaining about talking to that person and them being asleep.

With you being his girlfriend he would be a little different, not much because he's Sirius Black, but still different.

I think he would try to be careful, but he would run out of patience. Then he would go, shake you lightly while saying your name, run out of patience and shake you hard and say your name more loudly.

But after you wake up, he would give you an apologetic kiss, because he feels bad <3.

—★ REMUS LUPIN

This man in a professor in waking people up.

If you have a right way to wake up, he knows, just like he knows about all his other friends.

He also does a lot of blackmail, like "if you wake up I'll do..." or simply lie and say that something is going to happen or that there is some type of food that the person likes.

However, with a girlfriend, Remus would be more careful. He would walk up to you and kiss your cheek and shake you lightly.

He helps you get up and if you're really sleepy he helps you wake up too.

He knows how to wake someone up and you can be sure that he will find a way to wake you up without any difficulty.

—★ PETER PETTIGREW

Peter isn't the best at waking other people up. But... He's good too?

Peter just shakes people while speaking on their behalf, if you're a light sleeper it's peaceful and really nice. But if you're a heavy sleeper... sorry, my love, but with Peter you'll stay in bed.

He's sweet and really tries to wake the other person up calmly, but there are people who wake up that easily and Peter can't wake people up any other way, he feels bad.

So if you don't wake up, he gives up.

To be honest, Peter ends up sleeping with you more often than actually wakes you up.

—★ REGULUS BLACK

Regulus is sweet, but he doesn't have much patience.

If he's having a bad day, I feel sorry for you. But it's rare for his parents to send letters.

First, with friends, he shakes lightly, the force with which he shakes increases.

If his friends don't wake up, he just gives up and leaves.

With girlfriends, oh he's the best. Waking up with Regulus, being his girlfriend, is the best feeling of your life, you can be sure.

He kisses your face, shakes you carefully while whispering your name. If you really don't wake up, it shakes harder, but nothing too exaggerated.

When you are a little awake, he kisses your mouth, which makes you more awake. He picks you up and puts you on your feet so you can't end up falling asleep again.

A sweet and loving cupcake with his princess treatment <3.

—★ BARTY CROUCH JR.

Barty is... horrible.

He has no patience, much less care.

It doesn't matter if it's a friend, it doesn't matter if it's a girlfriend, he does exactly the same thing.

He shakes hard, screams your name and, scariest of all, grabs your leg and pulls you.

It hurts. But he doesn't care.

He drags you to the floor without any care, if you manage to hold on to the mattress, well, the mattress goes to the floor too.

I am really sorry. The most he can do is give you a kiss if you really hurt yourself when you fall.

—★ EVAN ROSIER

Evan is simple, he shakes you and calls you.

If you don't wake up, he gives up.

It depends on whether he really likes you and calls Regulus or if he doesn't and calls Barty.

On a day when he feels particularly good, he may stay until you wake up.

When he sees you later, he hugs and kisses you, pretending that he simply didn't try to wake you up.

If it's a friend, he simply says "ask Barty".

—★ LILY EVANS

There's not much to say about Lily.

She's sweet and usually knows how to wake people up.

First, she shakes lightly while calling your name, if you don't wake up she gives you little kisses on the cheek. But if she loses her temper, Lily goes downstairs and gets a glass of ice-cold water.

And you know what happens.

If you're her girlfriend, she'll give you an apologetic kiss too <3.

—★ MARLENE MCKINNON

Uhg, one of the worst people to wake others up.

There's not much to say, she screams, shakes hard and throws water too.

LOTS of water. And as cold as she can get.

If you date her, maybe she'll just throw a half of a glass with water and if you get upset, she'll give you a hug, but she doesn't really feel bad at all.

—★ PANDORA ROSIER (LOVEGOOD)

Pandora is the sweetest, she is a vanilla cookie.

Kisses, hugs, shake your body as carefully as you've ever seen someone do.

She doesn't really lose her temper, she likes to wake people up.

If it's a friend, depending, she gives them a few kisses on the cheek, but if you're her girlfriend, she completely fills your face with kisses.

She kisses you until you wake up, lots of hugs, she even lies down next to you.

She helps you get up, chooses your clothes and combs your hair.

She spends all her time with you, until it's time to go to class or until you're actually awake.

Her excitement wakes you up, honestly.

The best girlfriend you could have <3.

[phiphieee]

Regulus Black headcanons

Disclaimer english is not my first language :)

-tbh i don't buy the whole super shy boyfriend thing ONE BIT, maybe at first he's a little wary of other people trying to hurt you especially with his parents and everything however once he's in a committed relationship man is IN!!!

-cat!animagus!reader reg is soooooo personal to me;

-think the sassiest black cat you've ever seen, with the smoothest hair;

-to me the black brothers don't give off major french vibes;

-i feel like a beauxbattons reader would make fun of him 24/7 because bitch's just been walking around claiming this supposed french identity, meanwhile he still has a slight english accent;

-now don't get me wrong i'm all for the french love here (i'm french) but i feel like it would be more fitting if sirius and reg just got into a habit of talking to one another in french since it was the only way they could gossip without their parents being nosy af (because they never really bothered to learn but made their children do it yk?)

-i feel like he'd have the softest sweaters (and let's be real, it's the nice shit too i'm talking silk and cashmere, that black family money is milked DRY)

-probably has the worst skincare and sleep schedule known to man and somehow still looks FLAWLESS, it's honestly unfair

-i think he has cold hands, always, no matter what

-secretly stans muggle classical music, like that's his jam,

-sirius caught him playing it at grimmauld place once, wabulgra was none the wiser and regulus was stressed af when he realised but sirius covered for him

-love language is probably gift giving, but i think that could turn annoying?

-like yes it's lovely to be spoiled but also you want to be able to have conversations when something happens not just see a ring pop up on your desk when you wake up

-i just know that man has a scarf collection, and is super precious about them as well

-gets champagne drunk and the sacred 28's annual bs ball and is just so precious and giggly

-but like anyone who grew up with strict parents ya boi can sober up instanntly

-overall he's just a precious lil bean

[moonstruckme]

Congrats on 1k love!!! Im so happy for you, you deserve all the love 🩶

Could i request a ravenclaw!reader who's a little volatile (i suppose like dark acadameia) that the slytherins have kind of adopted (because shes volatile not violent and they think its cute). But shes been in a relationship with Remus on the down low and they realise at a halloween party?

I imagine Remus as an angel while reader is a devil and the slytherins were already concerned by the costume but then they notice you and Remus and just loose their marbles. Barty's having a meltdown, evans im shock and Sirius is cackling because Regulus is trying to stand tall but Remus is so much bigger than him its just impossible.

Anyway, tysm for your wonderful self and feel free to twist this however fits you, love!!

Hi lovely, thank you so much! I'm assuming you meant this to be for the Fade Into You part of the celebration since it's a specific reader, and also I don't know the Slytherin boys very well so I feel like my characterization could be wayyyyy off but I hope this is alright!

join the party

Remus Lupin x Ravenclaw!reader ♡ 930 words

You’re dancing with your friends when your drink is plucked suddenly from your hand. 

“Hey!” You spin around to find the thief, and then your tone changes completely. “Hey, Remus, you came!” You crash into him, reaching up to wrap your arms around his neck. Remus hugs you back the best he’s able, a drink in each hand. “And you wore your costume!” You grin as you pull away, resting a hand on either side of his face to admire how soft and sweet he looks in seraphim white. “Is that glitter on your cheeks?”

Said cheeks grow warm under your hands. “That’s Sirius’ touch.” 

“You look very pretty.” He grins, and you stand on tiptoe to whisper sweetly in his ear, “Now give me back my drink, pretty boy.” 

Remus’ smile doesn’t waver, but he becomes a tad more serious about the eyes. “How many have you had?”

“Oh, don’t be such a drag, Lupin,” Barty pipes up, coming up behind you to sling an arm around your shoulder. “She’s fine, and not that it’s any business of yours, but we won’t let anything happen to her.” 

“She just seems like maybe she’s had enough,” Remus replies, and his tone is far from unkind, but there’s an edge of admonishment to it that has Barty bristling noticeably. He turns back to you, voice softening. “What do you say, lovely, want to go sit down for a little while?”

You look at Barty, who raises an eyebrow at you. Behind him, Reggie stands with his arms crossed, looking bored with the whole thing.  

“I won’t be gone long,” you say in apology, and Barty scoffs disgustedly, but releases you. 

“Fine, go play with your costume buddy,” he says. “We’ll be here when you get sick of him.” 

You take Remus’ hand in one of yours, flipping Barty off with the other. 

“Are we really going to sit down?” you whisper hopefully, and Remus chuckles. 

“Yeah, we are. Sorry, sweetheart, but you’re not exactly walking in a straight line right now.” 

You grin, tugging at his hand playfully. “That’s just ‘cause I’m a rebel. The boys would never let me hang out with them if I walked the straight and narrow.” 

“That so?” Remus hums, pulling you down onto a couch beside him. “Have I mentioned how nice you look yet? You really do.” 

“I’m not supposed to look nice.” You roll your eyes, shuffling closer to him. “I’m a devil, Rem. I’m supposed to look hot and salacious.” 

Remus graces you with a smile, brushing a piece of hair from in front of your eye. “You do look hot, but you look nice too. I don’t think you can help that one, dovey.” 

“Yeah?” You bat your eyelashes, moving into his lap. Remus’ eyebrow quirks up slightly, cheeks glittering with the movement, but he doesn’t stop you. “Is it just that I radiate sweetness?” You kiss his jaw. “And patience?” Remus’ cheek is faintly pink where you press your lips. “Innocence, certainly,” you tease, breath hot on his ear, “but what else?” 

“Dove,” he whispers, “I think your friends are watching.” 

“Hm?” You look up, and sure enough, Regulus, Barty, and Evan are standing just a few feet away by the punch bowl, expressions ranging from bewilderment to abject horror. “Oh. Oops.” 

“I—I can’t,” Barty sputters. “I can’t be seeing this. Are you plastered? Get off him.” 

You don’t, but Remus does it for you, standing and setting you on your feet as Regulus stalks forward. He stops with his arms crossed in front of the two of you. 

“Is this who you’ve been ditching us for lately?” he asks you. 

You start to reply, but Barty talks over you. “No.” He shakes his head. “No, there’s no way. There’s no way.” 

Others have started migrating toward you to watch the show, among them Remus’ friends. Normally you wouldn't care, but Remus is beginning to squirm, so you try to calm things down for his benefit. 

“You guys are overreacting,” you say, as peaceably as you’re capable of. “As if it really matters what house my boyfriend is in.” 

“Boyfriend?” Barty despairs, and you should have known better than to think anything could quell his dramatics once they’ve begun. “God, as if the costumes weren’t bad enough, you have to throw lovey-dovey terms like boyfriend around.” 

A peal of laughter sounds from somewhere nearby, and you look around to find Sirius, eyes already wet with mirth as he watches his younger brother. “Reggie,” he manages between giggles, “are you trying to look taller than him?”

Reg raises an unimpressed brow, and anyone who didn’t know him well might not notice the flicker of embarrassment in his gaze. “Don’t be stupid,” he says, but his posture is better than you’ve ever seen it, his neck elongated in an attempt to look Remus in the eyes without having to tilt his head. 

“Reg.” Sirius swipes under his eyes. “You may be taller than me, but you’re never gonna get all the way up there.” 

“Alright,” you say decisively, taking Remus’ hand and proceeding to push past Regulus’ stiff form. You shoot Evan a half-apologetic look as you go by, still standing frozen like he’s been stupefied, and Barty follows your movement with eyes blown wide. “Just for that, we’re going back to you guys’ dorm, Black. And we’re going to fuck, loudly, all night.” You shoot your most winning smile in his direction, even as Remus’ face takes on a fiery hue beneath the white glitter. “I wouldn’t recommend coming home. Goodnight!”

[loverangels]

hey love -

can u write something for Evan rosier x fem!reader?

Maybe where reader is Sirius’s cousin/sis. And she’s a gryffindor?

Maybe an enemies to lovers?

thanks 💕

skinny dipping

Pairings- evan rosier x gryffindor!reader

summary- insufferable evan rosier is sure on annoying you with his humiliating pranks.

tropes- enemies to lovers, fluff

warnings- mentions of sex, language, some slut shaming, mentions of stripping this is also my first time so I hope you enjoy! :)

a/n- also if you guys have any ideas or requests please feel free to send them 🫡

its a bit like a drabble and I apologise for that 😞

ever since first year Evan Rosier has been set on annoying with his insufferable remarks, and poor attempt and flirting.

Not only that, but he also seems to enjoy watching you being humiliated by mucliber, who absolutely adores you.

'Y/n!' Mucliber calls out skipping down the halls, jumping onto the gryffindor table, receiving glares and disgusted looks from your fellow mates and class fellows, laying on the table infront of you resting his face on his hand, smirking.

'oh Black will you do me the favour of going out with me to hogsmeade?' He asks waiting answer.

a dreadful beat of silence passes.

you roll your eyes used to his antics, 'bog off mucliber' you say as you stand up hollering your bag over your shoulder, walking out the hall brushing off the burning gazes. You end up catching evans eyes as you walk out his jaw clenched before catching your gaze he instantly smirks. A bit too much.

you sigh.

another day, another one of muclibers attempt at asking you out. It's been two years however he somehow doesn't get the hint. You curse angrily under your breath, as you walk outside towards the great lake.

You set your bag down as you sit at your spot, resting against the tree.

You hear someone behind you, and you turn around to see your older brother.

'you do know I can beat him up for you?' Sirius jokes as you notices your fingers tugging at the grass.

he adds noticing your face 'not that you can't take care of him on your own, it's just my duty you know?'

'i know it's just he can't seem to to get the fucking hint!.' you scoff

'he's a twat dont worry though I'm sure me, prongs and moony can come up with a way to shutting him up. We can always black mail him into leaving you alone or we'll tell everyone his mum stills bathes him.' he states smirking.

You shoot up almost toppling over as you choke on your saliva holding onto the tree for support.

You gasp for breath as sirius calmy pats your back, well I better get back to the boys, james probably doing some stupid shit right now, better join him before he gets detention without me' he brings before kissing your forehead before sprinting towards the castle.

You look around the grounds to see it empty, it's a free period, although it's slightly unusual there's no one outside.

you hesitate before pulling off your uniform off piling them on your bag, leaving you in your black lace bra and matching underwear. you head for the lake slowly stepping into the water chilly at first touch you slowly drunk the rest of your body into the water. you quicky submerge your whole body in and swim for a while, ridding any thoughts you had, instantly soothed at the warming water and the sun peeking out.

you grab your wand from the edge fo the lake going to retrieve your clothes and get out the lake before you notice your clothes missing. you gaze around carefully before you notice your clothes are actually missing.

fuck.

worryingly, you look around everywhere still floating in the water.

tears prick your eyes frustrated as you huff bawling your fists, before you hear a stupid snicker.

one you'd notice anywhere.

evan fucking rosier.

you look up as you consciously wrap your arms around the upper part of your body that is visible.

you meet his stupid crystal blue ocean like eyes-

'missing something?' he smirks mockingly as he dangles your uniform from his long slender fingers.

'oh don't be so immature rosier and pass me my fucking clothes.' you hiss wiping away your loose black curls from your cheek.

'say please' he grins.

you roll your eyes, growing more frustrated.

'0h fuck you rosier' you spit

'wouldnt you like that'

'what?'

'you heard me. Bet you spread your fucking legs if I asked hm?'

'whats your fucking problem?!' you exclaim confused.

'will you? Will you spread your fucking legs for me if I asked? What about now? What if I asked for your pink lips to wrap around my dick and take it like a good girl?' he spits

your chest grows heavy as you feel sick

'stop it!'

immediately his stomach drops as guilt crawls it's way into his throat.

'fuck you know I didn't mean that.'

you turn around as you try to even your breathing closing your eyes.2

before you can turn your back you head a splash of water and evan missing you look around waiting for him to submerge from the water only to be meeted with silence.

'rosier?' you call out as eery silence creeps into your ears.

'ok haha so funny you can come out you call out as you open your arms calling into the water.

you feel a lump in your throat as nothing happens.

'evan? evan come on, oh my god' your voice wavers as your hands shake.

you quickly reach to the edge of the lack about to get out and change and run to the castle for help before you feel something tug your ankle, before fully pulling you into the water.

your scream as your ears ring, but your under water.

there's no one to hear you.

all of a sudden the thing stops pulling you and you raise to the top of the water gasping heavily as tear roll down your face.

as you submerge youre met with evan grinning, his face dripping as well before dropping softly as he notices your tears and scared gaze.

your blood boils as you glare at him, sniffling, swimming past him, not getting anyway as he pulls you into his chest, one hand on your waist.

'rosier you dick you fucking-'

'you know I didn't mean that.'

'what?'

he sighs running a hand over his face as he swallows

'im sorry. I didn't mean that i wasn't thinking probably and I let my jealousy get the best of me I don't think of you like th-'

'jealousy?' you ask your eyes widen as your chest contracts.

'yes fuck!' he swallows hardly ' I got jealous. fucking Mucliber getting all in your face..'

you zone out as you just stare at him ranting watching him looking anywhere but at you as he rubs the back of his neck, you at his perfectly fine torso and abs to his strong muscular arms and pretty pink lips and long lashes and his ocean eyes-

'take a picture it'll last longer' he teases

you snap out of your trance blushing and growing flustered looking away.

hes fingers leave the back of his neck to your chin as he tilts your face gently to meet your gaze.

'can I kiss you?', he whispers carefully, not wanting to scare you off holding you as if he's scared of you slipping through his fingers.

you nod your head quickly before pressing your lips over his.

you sigh contently into the kiss as your hands grab his shoulders his hands cupping your face.

after a few minutes you break away, which felt like hours, the both of you gasp as you rest your head against his

'fuck I've been waiting to do that for five years' he states adorably before pressing his lips against yours again.

[sasagehoes]

MOONAGE DAYDREAM

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐕;; 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧⋆✴︎˚｡⋆ 𝐖𝐨𝐥𝐟𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦 𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐜! 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

⭒˚☽ ✴︎˚｡⋆;; More friends and a lot more misteries, life is just getting better but will that last? After all we have only just begun

1976-1981

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a/n: This takes place on the events before, during and after the wizarding war, this series is part of a series, which will tackle more of the events in the golden trio era, the reader is hispanic but i couldnt care less if you're not, this is for everyone! [translations will be given]. English is not my first language, so i apologise for any grammar mistakes. I hope you enjoy!

wc: 6.6k

CW: foul language /Walburga slight xenophobia/suggestive jokes/suggestive scenarios

The sun was setting behind Godric's Hollow as you all apparated back to the Potter’s residence, as soon as you all landed on the living room, Remus started talking about how ‘groovy’ his parents were, especially his mum. How she's such a great cook, always has her garden in order, and how well she is with animals. “She’d love you” he said looking back to throw you a smile whilst he packed his last bags, containing his newly bought school supplies, “I tend to have that effect on mom’s” you say with a matching expression. Effie’s laughter was heard from the kitchen.

Everything now officially packed and in order, you and the marauders stared at the Floo entrance waiting for the Lupin’s, “Are they getting here soon, Moony?” Sirius asked, clearly anxious to see the two, Remus sighed “You guys seem in such a hurry for me to get up and go” Sirius smirked at his friend “what made you think of that àillean?” {darling}.

James just laughed as Remus, who was rather flushed, grabbed the nearest candlestick ready to throw it at Sirius when suddenly the floo entrance was heard and an instant “Remus John Lupin put that down” Hope said sternly, a smile betraying her words. He rushed to where his parents stood and hugged them as if he hadn't seen them less than three days ago.

Monty hurried to the living room to greet them and Effie was soon to follow, “Lyall, Hope! So happy to see you two” Monty said with a big smile, going to hug both of them “I hope John didn't cause you any trouble” he said in a jokingly manner, looking at Remus sideways

“ Oh please, Lyall, you know that kid is a saint!” Effie said, giggling while squishing Remu’s cheek, making him fluster. “I believe this is yours love” Hope said, handing the candle stick to Euphemia.

“Would you guys like to eat before you see yourselves out?” Monty asked the Lupin’s to which Lyall had to refuse saying something along the lines of them having already eaten and had food ready for Remus at home. Not that you were paying too much attention to the conversation, too distracted thanks to Hope’s voice.

“And who might this be?” Hope asked with a bright smile, her eyes moving to meet yours. “Oh! she is our goddaughter, she’ll be attending Hogwarts starting this semester” Effie replied

“I see!, well nice to meet you young lass, im Hope, and this is my husband Lyall” she said pointing to her husband “‘Ello” he replied plainly, but in a pleasant way

You introduced yourself while offering a handshake to both of them, not really used to so much human interaction in less than 72 hours. “Well!” Hope clasped her hands “I think it's time to go home, don't you think sweetie, go get your stuff. Your poor dad’s back can't with all that”

“My back is just fine” he grumbled, making Remus and James give him a look, which he just smiled at. “Again thank you again for everything you two, see you at the station boys, do take care” she said, entering the floo “Oh and you too dear! See ya soon” And just like that, they were gone

You turned to look at James and Sirius, “They seem so nice!” Sirius couldn't agree more. They were both so calm and understanding, even in the worse scenarios

You turned to look at Sirius, expecting him to say something along the lines about going to pack his bags so you opted to talk instead. “Sirius?” you asked. He only hummed

“Are your parents picking you up now, or will you meet them at the train station tomorrow?” His smile dropped, and Jame’s smile turned sour. “Neither” he replied with a mix of sadness and rage, “Oh,then when will you see them?” You asked once more, not noticing James body language, telling you to stop. “Well kids! I think it’s time to go to bed now, tomorrow is a very exciting day for a certain someone” Euphemia said looking at you before she continued “So you two go to bed,and you dear i'm gonna give you some great advice for your days in Hogwarts”

Sirius stood up and walked out of the living room, Euphemia laid a soothing hand on his shoulder and said something in his ears. James looked at you with an expression that you couldn't really name. You tried to say goodnight, but it fell on deaf ears as they both went up the stairs. Effie went up to you and pointed at the sofa, offering you to sit down once more. “Dear, I know it was not your intention, but try to refrain from talking about his family in front of him, we are his family now, alright?” You nodded “I guess I should've been more mindful, I'll apologize in the morning”.

She smiled tenderly, “Don't beat yourself over it too much, go to bed and sleep well, tomorrow might be a little overwhelming for you” Kissing the top of your head she bid you goodnight, and you left for your room.

Euphemia waited for you to go up the stairs and for the door to close, and stood up from the couch so fast her knees popped. She walked to the back garden, where she saw her husband with his head back, staring languidly at the stars on the wooden bench. She sat next to him and held his hand in hers, snapping him out of his trance

“Mi vida, I'm sorry my mind is not where it should be” he said, looking at her with tear brimmed eyes.

She squished his hand firmly “Is it about Ronan?” The question was barely above a whisper, just saying his name made them realize that life is fleeting.

He only nodded. Even if it's once a month, Ronan always crossed their minds, and now more than ever, a constant reminder of his existence re entered their lives. He took off his glasses, trying to disguise his tears, and Euphemia could only tear up at the sight. Fleamont was sensitive and kindhearted, one of the many reasons why she fell in love with him, but seeing his walls crack and fall to the ground made her feel helpless.

“I think we should t-” she spoke not long before Fleamont interrupted Her. “Carmen would kill us if she could, you know that my love” it was now his turn to squeeze her hand, running his thumb in a reassuring manner.

“I know, but she'll find out soon. What do we do then” she looked him in the eyes, trying to find solace behind them. “When she does, we'll be there for her, but it's not our call to make, the one that did is no longer with us”. To no avail.

Morning came, and most of your suitcases were locked and loaded next to the entrance. No one was awake just yet, but you. You had pancakes on the stove, and some berries picked and cut on a yellow bowl next to the jug of orange juice on the counter. Following a simple recipe that you once saw on the television, you battered up some whipped cream. Before you heard the door of the rooms open, the table was served.

Effie walked down the stairs with a smile on her face as she saw you cleaning up the kitchen. “Now this is a lovely surprise” her face was beaming, looking at the pancakes with sugary white powder on top and berries adoring the sides. She went to sit on the chair that had an extra pancake on the plate, but before she could grab a fork, you intervened.

“Sorry Effie, that one's for Sirius.. you know as an apology of sorts” Your eyes were trained on the floor, embarrassment in your features. She just smiled at you and sat in another chair.

Like mother, like daughter, she thought.

“Don't you worry dear, these look scrumptious!”

She had almost finished when suddenly James came running down the stairs before halting at the middle, “Blimey!” With that, he ran back to his room and came back with his glasses on. Behind him was a groggy Sirius with a serious case of bedhead.

James went up to kiss his mom's cheek and sat down next to her, Sirius sat next him and smiled when Monty, who had come down not long after them, fixed his unruly hair. Flemont kissed his wife good morning and sat down.

“You cooked this?” James asked you while chewing in a piece of the pancake. You nodded after taking a sip of orange juice.

“It's really good” Sirius added, looking at you

“Hey! Why does he get three, and I get two” James whined after seeing his friend's plate

You just shrugged “I made one extra, I guess, should have sat in that chair dimwit”. James placed his hand dramatically against his chest and gasped, making the adults laugh. “Alright kids, let's get going, we have to get to the station, up up!” Effie ushered you all out of the chairs and up the stairs.

You packed some things that were missing as well as some clothes Effie gave you. After a while, you were interrupted by a knock on the door, by the doorway stood Sirius with his leather jacket on and a small backpack decorated with more muggle band pins. “Hey, just wanted to say thanks for breakfast, and about the whole parent thing last night, don't worry about it, yeah?” His voice was calm, but the way He toyed with his cuticle said otherwise

You held two thumbs up and smiled “Do you need help packing something, or are you guys all set?” You ask him, closing the latch of your briefcase. He stopped leaning on the door frame and scoffed “James is still trying to pack his bloody books” You chuckled and went to their shared room. There, James stood, all the books and new supplies splayed across his bed, and at least his clothes were packed.

“Come on James time to pack, we leave in ten” you say with a hand on his shoulder, “Mom will chase me down the house if she sees I forgot to pack” he said with a breathy laugh and started organizing all the books in ways that would let the other fit as well.

After a couple of minutes of playing with the space, all his bags were done and laid in front of the main entrance, all ready to leave. As you all waited, Fleamont and Euphemia came down the stairs in their casual attire. “I don't want to receive any messages from any of you saying you left something home, alright?” Fleamont said with his eyes squinted, you all nodded

“Come here very quick dear” Monty whispered before pulling a pair of gloves from his pockets. “People frown upon blood magic, don't try to explain, no lo entenderán, no one will question it now because the weather calls for gloves, yet once it gets more humid they'll start asking questions” He paused and started to slide said gloves on your hands, carefully, not wanting to open up any scabs. “If anyone, I mean it, anyone, bothers you for it you call me or Euphemia, understood?” You nodded firmly, looking at his eyes, then hugged him. Euphemia could only smile at the sight. Just before any tears could start flowing, she cleared her throat and spoke “Alright then, off we go”

You all quickly grabbed your bags and apparated to a train station somewhere in Britain, Sirius had explained that this was a normal train station, not everyone was a witch or a wizard,you'd think if five people just showed up out of thin air on a semi crowded station people who've only seen magic behind a screen would be astonished, scared even. But no, no one even batted an eye, everyone minded their own business, too engrossed in their own things, maybe if people paid more attention to their surroundings, more would believe in magic.

Monty and Effie wanted to stay and bid you all farewell insisting that being late to work once isn't that big of a deal but you kept saying it would be alright and Sririus said something along the lines of “ what a great example you are giving us” with a smug smirk, with that thy left and kissed the foreheads of all of you and apparated back, not before giving you your ticket.

“We’re going to go find our friends so you can meet them, alright? Don't move an inch” Sirius said, trying to stifle a laugh and James, not seeming to catch the hint, looked at him worriedly pointing at the ticket, but he just grabbed his hand and bolted out running “What about the ticket man?” “Lets see if she gets it shh”

So there you stood, two carts filled with equipment with no owners and a ticket in your hand

You stood next to a pillar and looked at your ticket, looked at the station number in front of you, then back at the ticket. “What the fuck?” you muttered

“You’re not gonna find it by looking at the signs. After all, they were designed by muggles” a voice said behind you. You looked towards the direction the voice came from, expecting to find Sirius’s face accompanied by his smirk, but instead, your eyes were met with…one of the creepy ones, with a woman next to him. Your face turned sour.

“I thought i told you to back-”

“Mother, this is the person I mentioned to you about after our trip to Diagon” he interrupted, causing you to scowl at him.

The woman next to him looked at you, and her unamused face quickly turned into a smile, fake as fake can be.

“Pleasure to meet you, Miss. Rouge, I do hope we become acquainted” she said

You blinked twice as all the high society manners, learned in infancy, came back to you in a matter of seconds. “The pleasure is mine Lady….Oh you must forgive me! I'm so forgetful with surnames, but it truly is a pleasure to finally meet you” Your comment seemed to have taken her back.

“Our family’s name is hard to forget, yet I do understand that it must be unusual, given from…where you come from” try as she might, the disgust on her face was palpable.

‘What a bitch’ you thought

“Our house is but the most ancient and noble, House of Black” she continued

oh.

“I’ll make sure to remember this time, Lady Black. This has been lovely but I must get going, it was great to see you again…friend” you say in a plain manner, ready to turn on your heel to go find your friends until you heard her speak again.

“Regulus, do help her find her way to the train will you” she said sternly

“Yes mother” With that, he took your cart and left without giving you a say in anything. He kept walking with your cart quite fast, making it hard for you to catch up. “Hey! Could you stop, i'm not supposed to move. I'm waiting for friends” You barked at him, yet he showed no signs of stopping. “Hey!” You yelled once more, and he halted, thinking he finally listened to you, you sighed. “We have arrived”

Arrived where? What the actual fuck is wrong with these people?

Your apparent destination was a brick wall. Lovely.

“Go straight into that wall, and you'll find the train” he said, grey irises look at you. You laughed “Look man i know you don't like me, but I'm not that stupid.. I don't want a concussion”

He rubbed his temple exhausted. “I hope Pandora is wrong ‘cause you are unbearable, just follow instructions and get lost, I have friends to find and I don't fancy missing the train”

“You know what, fine, go look for the others weirdos” “How original” he scoffed as he walked away

You decided to just do what he said. What's the worst that could happen? Embarrassment? Concussion? Please.

You grabbed the cart and ran as fast as you could through the bricked wall, praying to all the gods to let this be true and not get seriously injured in the process.

Guess they listened!

You opened your eyes once again, and there you stood, in front of a beautiful red train. Hundreds of kids bidding farewell to their parents and a couple crying at the thought of leaving once more. Entering the train, you put your belongings in the compartments and walked to try and find a booth to sit in.

You went past at least three full booths and one who seemed to fit one more passenger, but those two were quite busy, to say the least , Lovely reunions all around. Still no Marauders in sight.

Your search ended when you found one that had two sleeping students, so quietly you slide open the doors and sit on the opposite side of them

As soon as you sat down the girl woke up, scaring the soul out of you, her eyes were groggy, as was her voice once she spoke “You're that new student” voiced in more of a statement than a question

“Straight to the point I see” you said unfazed. Her eyes met yours, pupils wide and intensely set on reading you. The color reminded you of the blue of the sea back home

Pretty

“Dalia, you know it's wrong to stare” the previously sleeping boy spoke, breaking the tension. Pulling her back from her staring contest before continuing “I apologize for her conduct, she hates train rides, so she took some - muggle magic if you know what I mean” his Irish accent thick

You chuckled “I see, make sure she gets some water after the magic wears down” He nodded “Will do”

“My name is Soren, by the way. Nice to meet you” he extended his hand, and you shaked it, introducing yourself. “It's very rare for Hogwarts to receive exchange students this late into the school year”

“So I've heard” you say with a sigh and placing your carry on by your side. “What houses are you two in?” you asked genuinely, trying to keep conversation going.

Soren's eyes sparkled “I love this question!” he almost shrieked, “Gods have mercy on you now” his sister groaned, her head laid back against the train's seat, opening her eyes enough to glare at him.

Soren only rolled his eyes and leaned forward, elbows on his knees and hands supporting his head. “We are both Hufflepuff, which is so strange for our family, the Selwyn’s. They're all Slytherins”

“Which totally didn't cost us half of their wealth and properties” Dalia spoke, still laid back, but her words had some vermin laced in them. “That's not something that matters when you can choose your own path, is it” he turned his head to look at his sister. She opened one eye and scoffed “Sod off”

“Funniest thing is that Hufflepuffs are usually very bubbly and outgoing but little miss sunshine over her’ is quite the opposite” he pointed at his sister with a smile. She switched positions, making her body face the window before muttering a faint “whatever”

“Why is being in a different house than all your family cause such a problem” Your voice sounds confused, and Soren almost forgot you are not from around here

“Right well it's difficult to explain in such a short train ride” he scratched the back of his head, chuckling. “Scaoil é” {drop it}

Dalia grunted from her place in the booth. You decided to stop asking questions, feeling the atmosphere turn a little sour. Soren, on the other hand, tried to make it lighter. “I hear the trolley, I totally recommend the chocolate frogs. They're divine” he said, pointing at the door. You saw an old lady pushing a small trolley cart filled with sweets and chips. You opened the booth to buy some treats, getting four chocolate frogs and a bag of crisps. After paying you heard a low ‘psst psst’ from across the hall, it was a blonde girl with smokey black eyeshadow.

You pointed your finger at yourself, asking if she was talking to you, and she nodded. You tossed some sweets to Soren with a smile and went up to the girls. She tossed her arm around you “Pleasure to meet you lovely, im Marlene” her voice was like, If caffeine and nicotine met..so energetic. “Hiya, I don't believe we've met before” you ask, puzzled, not really pushing off her arm. She walked you to god knows where, but you follow anyway.

“Nope! But the guys told me all about ya” She said smiling “Good thing knowing there's gonna be another girl ‘round”

It finally clicked, the other Gryffindor friends!

You introduced yourself to the blonde and had some casual banter before ending It in front of

a booth, she opened it and there they were.

Remus, Sirius, James, and what you would've guessed was Peter.

“Brought you the parcel mate, Pay up” she signaled Sirius, which he just rolled his eyes at her audacity “I got money for one butterbeer for each Hogsmeade trip Marl” he whined. “So much for being from an outstanding family Master Black” she rolled her eyes “Does anyone in this train know what the word disowned means?”

“Long time no see dove” Remus smiled at you. You waved and said hello to the rest of the boys, still intertwined with Marlene. “Te dije que ibas a hacer amigos rápido!” {I told you'd make friends quickly}" James exclaimed, and you could only laugh. He put his hand on the smaller boy beside him and shook him “This is the Marauder you haven't met yet! Peter, this is Y/n, Y/n. This is Peter. You shook the boy's hand, and he happily reciprocated the action.

“Pleasure to meet you. These three scallywags almost cried when they couldn't find ya” he chuckled. You placed your free hand on your hip “If they hadn't let me to my own devices..”

“I like her attitude!” Marlene smiled

A tap was heard from behind you, there Llily sat tapping at the glass door of the booth with a contagious grin, once she catched your attention she slid the door open. “So happy to see you again, lovely!” she spoke, voice full of glee. “I was starting to wonder where you were, Lily!” you replied, matching her energy. “Rule of thumb, wherever you see these four sodding idiots-” she pointed at the Marauders “You'll see us” she pointed at her and Marlene. She chuckled and paused abruptly. “Lils, where the hell did Cas go?” she asked the red head, who answered with a shrug.

“She's probably out there talking with the lunatics she calls her friends” he scoffed, slumping down on the chair. “Padfoot, play nice” Remus said sternly, causing him to roll his eyes. “Who’s Cas?” You asked, “She’s the friend we told you about, that has friends in other houses, not just Slytherin” he reminded Sirius. “I bloody got it!” he exclaimed with his arms in the air. “I would go fetch her, but last time I went near em, that bastard Crouch had the nerve to hiss at me” Marlene said with a groan. “Just let her be. It's not a crime” Peter chimed in.

“Come sit with us! We have to give you some very juicy gossip, so you won't be daft on the important stuff” Marlene said with a wink, finally leaving your side, not that you minded. “Sure! Just let me get my backpack, Soren is holding it right now” you beam, but their looks of worry don't escape you “Everything alright?” You ask, Remus coughed “Soren Selwyn?” he asked, and you nodded. “Careful with those two, he’s great, but his sister– she’s something alright” Lily added

You just hummed “I'll keep it in mind, thanks” and off you went.

Not far away from their booths sat two ravens and two snakes all while Dorcas, a Phoenix, leaned by their booths's door listening in

“You can keep her for all I care” said Regulus, not looking away from his journal, pen still in thought. The comment aimed at Dorcas.

“Be nice Reg” Pandora hissed, peeking her head through to see your figure down the hall. “She's all acquainted with the feathered bastards” Evan said, causing Barty and Pandora to give him a look. “Y'know what I mean, there's no chance she'll hang around us now” he continued. Dorcas spoke, “Who said we couldn't share idiot”

You sat the rest of the ride next to the blonde and the redhead as they told you about all the gossip, ranging from the latest fashion scandal to which teachers were having affairs with their spouses with fellow professors. Time flew like the wind in that booth, and soon enough, the train took a violent stop, causing you to yelp and the girls to laugh. “You get used to it at some point Marlen laughed and palmed at your back, Everyone was up and walking to the nearest exits when you spotted who you presumed was Dorcas run down the passageways to reach the girls “Sorry i guess i got carried away” she giggled and Marlene smiled at her, “no hard feelings c’mon let's go!” she said, handing her the bag with her name embroidered on the front pocket. Dorcas looked at you and smirked before going back to Marlene and exiting the train

“You ready?” asked James with a warm smile.

Stepping down the train, you stood amazed, there it stood before you, a gorgeous castle like campus, brown and worn down from age but just as beautiful as any other. “Pretty cool, huh?” Sirius smiled beside you. Your eyes started to water at the thought of your mother seeing you now, where she studied all those years ago, suddenly all your belongings showed up in front of you in a trolley, then came the carriages being pulled by what could only be described as undead horses, black and grey in color with gray cloudy eyes. “How has no one died of a heart attack by those” you say, pointing at the horse. Remus just laughed “Are self moving carts that terrifying?” You looked at him dumbfounded “It's this another prank of yours?” You laughed uneasy, and he looked at you as if you said something funny and bent down to adjust the straps on the trolley so none of your items would fall.

You went over and caressed the snout of the horse huffing in front of you, not quite catching the look that Pandora gave you from a safe distance

“See, she's not so different from us, Evan. She’s seen death” Evan stayed silent

Now inside of the school, you could see all the students in all their glory, some hugging their friends, some younger running around the halls and a very busy couple huddled up behind a column, “Do Frank and Alice know that public indecency is a school violation and also a crime?” Peter spoke with an annoyed expression.

“That's only if they expose their naughty bits, rat boy” a very familiar voice speaks, winking at you as he walks away “Lock your dorm tonight, you bastard!” yelled the boy, his face red as a beet

“Don’t listen to that nutcase. He’s got some screws loose” you say to Peter, “tell me about it” he says with a roll of his eyes.

“Chop chop, students! Everyone in their robes, dinner shall start soon, punctuality is very important!” A woman with the stereotypical witch hat hollered in the rowdy halls, “That’s Minerva McGonagall, we call her Minnie, just don't say it to her face” Sirius commented “We have come to the conclusion that she might just be immortal, my dad’s grandfather was taught by her” James snickered

“Potter! I'm glad the New Year’s feast has made you so full of jokes, but i'm sure i mentioned that punctuality is what we proud ourselves in this fine school” Suddenly she was behind you making James jump out of his skin “Yes Minnie- i mean! Ms. McGonagall " took a stroll around the gardens and came back. “I expect the Gryffindor table to be full this afternoon. Miss Rouge. I ask you to stay away from trouble, these rascals attract it like magnets! Welcome to our school nonetheless,” She says with such class after just reprimanding the boy.

“Thankyou Ms.” You smile at her, and she leaves, not long before screaming “Mr. Longbottom! I hope this doesn't become the norm this year. Do not run young man!” causing everyone around to start snickering

After being pulled by Lily to the nearest bathroom to change into the robes, not before putting a locking spell on all your belongings saying something about “we may be wizard and witches, but greed still exists “ You don't know what you expected for the restrooms, but they were indeed just normal toilets. You adjusted the shirt and skirt in front of the mirror before putting on the robe. You saw Lily put on a red and yellow tie and had to ask “How do I get one of those?”

“Once they put the sorting hat on your head you'll know what colors are best for you, crossing all my fingers it'll be just as mine” she smiled and you could only do the same. Just as you were leaving the bathroom, a head of blonde braided hair passed right beside you. You snapped your head back and were met with a kind smile, it was Pandora, her tie was blue and white “I think blue would suit you quite well” she whispered loud enough for you to hear.

“We’re gonna be late for dinner, c’mon!” You hear Lily say outside the door frame “nice seeing you again Pandora” Short and sweet, and you left.

Running to the entrance of the dinning hall you met with the rest of the Gryffindors everyone was going past the huge wooden doors “Hope you’re hungry” was the only thing James said before ushering you to enter the hall, at the creak of the wood all heads were now looking at your direction, you followed behind Marlene who kept talking about all her mates at the table while all you could hear were whispers from others tables, she took notice at your nerves and takes a breath “Hey don't worry about them, fuckers havent seen a new pretty face in a while” she said with a wink making you let out a flustered chuckle.

You stopped at what you guessed was the Gryffindor table, where Dorcas sat with a leg up in the stool “Look at her! Our newcomer seems to be missing some red on that uniform, don't ya think” she asked Alice next to her “I agree Meadowes” she said with a grin. You went to take a seat, yet you heard an approaching ‘Passing through!’ and countless yelps and plates clattering near the table. “Great, the ghosts are here” Frank rolled his eyes, and you looked at him in disbelief “Ghosts?!”

“Yes, Ghosts! There's plenty in Hogwarts” a translucent man says in front of you before getting all in your face “Get used to it!” You jumped back at the scare “That's Nearly Headless Nick, he's harmless but an asshat” Remus whispered in your ear, “I heard that young man! I am no such thing!I represent this glorious house, and you, young lady, are not from around here!” the ghost exclaimed.

“Why Nearly headless” you regretted asking as soon as it left your lips cause once it did, his neck split nearly horizontally in half, hanging by a measly thread “oh”

“Nick just let her sit here, she'll get her house soon” whined Marlene “No can do, Dumbledore asked me to fetch her, she's taking a test of sorts” his voice chivalrous as ever. “They aren't bringing the hat out?” asked James dumbfounded “The hat is not to be disturbed. She'll be brought to the hat” “Vago de mierda” he huffed {lazy piece of shit}

You walked out of the dinning hall next to the ghost, hearing from behind you a loud “Red and yellow suit you best!”

The Ghost guided you through the endless halls of Hogwarts, passing classrooms and rooms he said wer out of order or our of reach for students, the so called tour ended at the third floor, in front of you stood a grand gargoyle the size of a giant “off we go young lady” he said as he went through the wall and you just stood there, did he really expect you could do that too??

Needless to say that he came back and muttered the words “Sherbert Lemon” and the gargoyle moved to show a pair of stone stairs, he ushered you to go in and wished you good luck before the gargoyle closed the entrance behind you as you went up. The stairs soon came to an end, and you stood in front of the office, books flying gracefully around the room, shining bottles of potions decorating the shelves.

“Ms. Rouge, I take it” a voice called out from the chair behind the desk. You gulped as nervousness engulfed your body and answered “Yes, i came her for some sort of exam”

The chair turned, and there he was, Albus Dumbledore beard as grand as one can be and stoic as ever. “That is correct, the exam shall determine your skills as a witch” he stood up and started walking around his personal library, taking out books and potion materials “After which will tell me in what year you shall be placed” He placed some ingredients on top of his desk and looked at you “Make two potions with any of these you have 10 minutes” He set a sand clock as soon as his words left his mouth.

You looked at the array of ingredients, some you've never seen in your life, others more common like fruits. After seeing some Asian dragon hair, you instantly remembered Fleamonts lesson on how to get ones hair to look amazing. Quickly, you grabbed the petroleum jelly, the dragon hair, and the gomas barbadensis. You mixed it all in a bowl, smashing it to a thick paste and set it aside for your next potion.

You looked at everything once again, trying to come up with any simple potion that could be made in the 4 minutes you had left. It clicked. Aging potion!

You grabbed some Newt spleens the slithering orange snake and some green leafs, “sorry lil guy” you whisper to the snake as you cut their head off and dump it to the pile of ingredients, next you smush everything up to an orange mush…its supposed to be green. Your time was running out, but you remembered that it involved a common fruit, so you quickly added four slices of apple to the mix, and it changed from an off orange to a deep aquamarine..shit.

The sand clock emptied its top side, and Dumbledore came to inspect your potions

“Very quick thinking, Ms. Rouge yet i was expecting some more practical potions, nevertheless the Sleekeazy potion would be very well executed if it wasn't for the fact that instead of Asian dragon hair you instead added European dragon hair, which would give the opposite effect we are looking for, the Ageing potion on the other hand, was wrong, not only were the quantities of each ingredient were wrong but the correct fruit is bananas not apples”

To say you were disappointed in yourself was an understatement, but there was still hope. The next test was a spell test. You took out your wand and performed a set of simple yet advanced spells such as Aqua Eructo, Aparecium, and Confringo on a poor cockroach who just happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time.

Next was something you’ve barely heard of, Divination. The test consisted of the headmaster telling you an array of dreams and nightmares, and you had to decipher. Once you got your final score, it came out a whopping twenty percent! The astrology part was rather easy, your mother had taught you some interesting facts about this, making your score improve in this area.

The other subjects were walks in the park, already being quite versed in Charms, Astronomy, and History of Magic, which made the scores on those well-rounded one hundreds. Once all was finished, you were left exhausted, hair disheveled, and eyes tired. “I have come to the decision that you will be taking every class apar with the fifth years except Potions and Divination, this will be with the fourth years given your disadvantage with the subjects, if you get someone from the fifth year to tutor you and your teacher and I see any progress, i'll see it that you go to your respective year”

You nodded already dreaming of the comfort of the mattress, as soon as he finished his sermon the door to the office opened and in came McGonagal with a smile on her face “I'm sure we’re eager to get our house now?” she asked, looking at you, and you only nodded sleepily. She went to a shelf and took a brown hat, worn down by time, and you were sure it smelled of deviled eggs. “I'm sure it's too early to be doing this once again, don't you think?!” The hat spoke. The hat spoke. Why are you even surprised anymore?

She turned the hat to face you, and you were sure you saw the indents that were meant to be his eyes widened. “Exchange student! How exotic” She placed it on your head and it started humming “I can sense the passion and loyalty, yet the determination is more prominent, hmmm ambitious enough to use those transcripts, Salazar would be proud!, purpureus pluvia was it?” it asked “Shut it” you retorted

“Such character! Slytherin it is!” it exclaimed, and it was removed from your head in an instant “There we go young lady, Slytherin it is! Your colored uniform will be displayed in your dorm room once you get there”

Outside the headmaster's office were the Marauders who watched with confusion as Pandora more or less dragged Barty and Evan to their current spot with Regulus walking behind them, face uninterested as always

Evan scowled at the sight of the Gryffindors “The bloody hell these wankers doin’ here” he said “Dorcas control your dog” James snapped back making the girl stifle her laugh. “Probably set someone's pants on fire at the welcome back dinner” Barty scoffed.

“I'll keep that in my list for when we visit the Ravenclaw dorms,” Sirius said with a smirk, leaning on the wall.

“Careful now, pranks led by you are not the Marauders strongest suit’s” Regulus said, glaring at Sirius. Before Remus could say anything, the door opened. You looked around, the tension palpable. You looked at Pandora and her fellow observers, it wasn't her that made you mad but the other three that just would not stop making snarky remarks “I’ve told you four to stop or did I not?” You spoke, completely ignoring your friends.

“Hmm, I don't recall” Barty said, index finger on top of his lips, he was mocking you.

“Don't start you two” Pandora sighed

“What house?” asked Regulus

“Wouldn’t you like to know jackass?” You barked back, Barty only cackled.

“Leave it” James said from behind you before continuing “What house did the hat tell you?” “Slytherin” the disappointment in your voice was evident.

Pandora and Regulus looked at each other with a matching smirk, You slowly turned around as you heard the following phrase come out of Barty “Guess you’re coming with us Treasure”

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