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Narcissa’s laugh echoes through the whole library, making everyone turn to her and Regulus. “Reggie! Stop it!”
Regulus laughs and continues tickling his cousin. “My hands don’t work, sorry.”
“Regulus Arcturus Black! Get your hands off my daughter!”
Regulus and Narcissa both suck in a breath, as well as Bellatrix, Andromeda, Evan, Pandora, and Sirius sitting around them. “Mother!” Bellatrix exclaims. “What are you doing here?”
“I’ve come to wish my daughter a happy birthday.”
“You never did that for us.” Andromeda mumbles under her breath.
“What was that, dear?” Druella asks her daughter. “Speak up.” Andromeda bows her head. “That’s what I thought. Now, Narcissa, get up. We’re going to a meeting.”
“A meeting?” Narcissa asks.
“Yes. It’s time for you to come along, too.”
“Aunt, Druella,” Pandora says. “We were having a good time. Could you maybe schedule it for later?”
“Shut it, girl. Your father might be my brother, but that doesn’t make me anything to you.” Druella sneers.
“I think it does.” Sirius retorts.
“Did I ask your opinion, boy?”
Sirius shakes his head. “Mother, stop.” Bellatrix says. “You can’t degrade them like that. They’re not your children.”
“I better hope not. They need to learn some manners.”
“Enough, mother! She is not going to that meeting. She will stay here with us, like she planned on.”
“Do not speak to me that way, girl.”
“No,” Andromeda stands up beside her sister, “I’ve had enough. You aren’t taking our sister anywhere. Leave.”
Druella scoffs. “You really think you could order me?” Druella reaches down and grabs Narcissa by her arm, yanking her up.
“Ow.”
“Shut it.” Druella starts dragging her daughter to the doors, but Narcissa yanks away her arm.
“I’m not going anywhere, mother.”
Druella narrows her eyes at Narcissa. “Fine.” She stomps out of the library and to the car. Narcissa doesn’t move until the car is out of site. She sighs. “I did it.”
“Yeah, you did.” Evan says. “You stood up to your mother and won.”
“I could never do that.” Regulus says.
“You won’t ever have to, Reggie.” Sirius replies. “I’m always there to do it for you.” Regulus smiles at his brother.
Narcissa sits back down next to her cousin. “I can’t believe that’s what happened this year.”
“Well, it did and we’re proud of you.” Bellatrix says.
“I thought you were gonna let her take you.” Pandora says.
“I did, too, but I wanted to stay with you.”
“That’s called love, Cissa.” Andromeda says.
“Aww! You love us!” Sirius exclaims.
“Do not!”
“Do to!” Evan says.
“Sush!” The librarian yells at them.
They all burst out laughing. “Happy birthday, Cissy.”
#happy birthday to our narcissa black!!!#marauders era#ao3#archive of my own#ao3 fanfic#ao3 writer#bellatrix black#druella rosier#druella black#andromeda black#narcissa black#regulus black#sirius black#pandora rosier#evan rosier
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THE BIG FIND 2023: Day 5
The Big Find is a 10-day long Drarry fic-finding marathon to celebrate the blog’s anniversary. Below is the Day 5 compilation of lost fics, both old and new, that we’ve been unable to find. Our aim is to get as much attention to these lost fics as possible, to help people finally find their missing fics! Anyone can participate by reblogging, reading through each list, providing additional fic details, and informing us the title, author, or link of a fic, and their respective number in the comment section. Happy finding!
5.1��George throws a life celebration for Fred at the Burrow and Draco is there. At night Draco and Harry sleep together at the Burrow and Draco wakes up in the middle of the night to Harry missing, he goes downstairs and Harry is talking with Ginny in the kitchen and Draco gets jealous 5.2 It started with Harry’s birthday (royal family?). And Harry was sneaking to the kitchens and accidentally spied on Draco making bread with the family servants. Harry and Draco then bond and they talk about how them feel like a combo of the houses. (I believe Draco is a Sytherpuff.) Draco also reveals that he is being abused by Lucius and is planning to leave on his 17/18th birthday before it gets worse. Later, during the party, there was a fight and Harry transported Draco and him to the Potter family gardens for protection. Harry then showed Draco a special (rainbow) flower and even parted the lake to show Draco the view. It ended with Lily, Molly, and Narcissa setting a trap for Lucius and him being arrested. Harry’s birthday then ended happily.
5.3 It started on the last night of their 8th year of Hogwarts. Harry was in the black lake where he met some kind of forbidden forest creature maybe a fairy/nymph, they gave harry a gift for his help defeating Voldemort. After that Draco met Harry and they spent the night in a hut or barn around Black Lake. The next day Draco left Harry, so Harry felt down because he knew Draco had to marry Astoria. A few days later harry got sick and then met snape (yes severus was alive) and he was the one who told harry that she was pregnant (it turn out the “gift” is the ability to get pregnant) and then took care of him during the pregnancy. A few years later, harry accepted the position of professor of defense against the dark arts where he met draco who a potions professor there too. harry brought his son to Hogwarts, I think his name is something that starts with D. I remember their children have the ability to dream something or empathize. there is a scene where lucius and narcissa meet their grandson and surprisingly they open up to it. snape is also part of the family because he lives with harry and his son so he is called grandpa. i think the last plot is that their son got lost in the forest because of the nymph so draco went to see him thanks to his son’s ability.
5.4 I read a fic (probably 2-3 years ago now) based on/inspired by the song “Boy in the bubble” by Alec Benjamin. Harry gets beat up by Dudley’s gang in the park near private drive. He skulks back to the house and Petunia questions him in the living room like in the song. I think it may also tie in later to the train scene where Draco breaks Harry’s nose? Which leads to Draco realising just how deranged Harry’s mental state is? Please help, this fic was the entire reason I listened to the song in the first place so I know it exists.
5.5 voldemort turned the rooms at harry’s childhood home (the one at godric’s hollow) into like challenges/traps? and in one of them there was draco, and the entire room (walls, ceiling, floor) was describes as being live, pulsating bloody flesh? Fic is not Forgive Those Who Trespass by Lomonaaeren
5.6 Drarry were in secret affair but Harry gets Ginny pregnant and they break up with the promise of getting back together after all the kids are grown up. So Albus and Scorpius are sent to Hogwarts, Harry meets Draco after years, they discuss and decide it is time to get back together. Draco is divorced while Harry plans to divorce Ginny who wasn’t happy at all finding this. James was the only kid who had trouble, he tries to run away from school but fails.
FOUND! 5.7 I believe I read it in AO3. It was a war fic with older Drarry stablished relationship and it was part of a series in believe, in a different part I think Draco had died and then had been brought back to life and one of the consequences of the spell was that they needed to have sex everyday to keep Draco alive. They also had a son and I think Draco carried him. They were living in Grimmauld (I think) and I remember this scene in which their son had been kidnapped because Kreacher had access to the house and had taken him to Malfoy Manor where Voldemort was staying (I think Lucius gave him the order). Then they had broken into the Manor to rescue the baby and Draco had taken a potion that made him invisible. The potion didn’t include his clothes so he was naked and Harry had the invisibility cloak. I also think they were married but I’m not sure
5.8 It’s very VERY old and I remember I read it in ff.net. it’s pre battle au. The story starts with the Malfoys deciding to change sides and going into hiding but they are found and attacked. Narcissa dies protecting Draco. After that Lucius and Draco goes to Diagon Alley till Draco starts the new school year. In the alley Draco finds the golden trio, I think they have some kind of discussion and when Draco returns to where they are sleeping he speaks with Lucius and talks about all his feelings (all this in the beginning of the story is what I remember the most) Sirius and Remus are alive and together I think. I remember they ‘welcoming’ Lucius in their little family. I think the fic was mpreg with Draco getting pregnant. I cannot remember if the story was finished
5.9 fic on Wattpad it is a creature inheritance and I think it’s set in like the 8th year after the war but I might be wrong. So harry is a Neko and is like a sub and I can’t for the life of me remember what Draco is. They are living in the room of requirement for some reason I can’t remember why. The big plot point I remember is that harry gets raped but like he thought it was his fault and feel like he wronged Draco to the point that he trys to kill him self but Draco helps him get better and the end is happy
5.10 set during the war, at least during fifth year. I don’t remember a lot but i do remember that harry was dark, and i believe he cast sectumsempra on walburgas painting and it caused the walls to bleed. I think he and snape were close to or something. Thinking about it right now, it could be wtwog but im not sure.
5.11 Harry and Draco spend the summer together. Draco gets a camera from a store from a muggle woman and is intrigued by the pictures not moving. I think they were avoiding school or in hiding. They were nervous to stay together at first, but they got more comfortable as time went on living together over the summer. I think they were living in an abandoned house or something along those lines!
5.12 Draco had a child. Draco was a rare fae that was taken by death eaters who tortured and sexually assaulted him, resulting in him having a child. Harry comes upon him in a rescue centre for magical creatures and tries to help Draco (post-second wizarding war). Draco had wings that he would wrap his child in whenever he felt threatened. Draco and Harry are mates and Draco eventually trusts Harry with his child. Draco is traumatised and therefore doesn’t speak but can communicate with his child through a mind link
5.13 searching for a fic where Harry is at first in a relationship with ginny but they had a big fight over Harry wanted to be pegged but Ginny not wanting to do it because she was afraid Harry would leave her for a man, because she noted how harry looked at other guys in the street, Harry relizes he is gay and he and Ginny broke up. Harry goes to a gay bar and see Draco, then follows him and sees him fucking a guy, he gets really horny. Draco confronts Harry at the ministry the next day (in the elevator) about him being in the club watching him, he tease Harry a little bit and Harry thinks Draco is just being an asshole, but then after some days and with the encuraging of Ginny he and Draco make out a little at the ministry and then fuck at Harrys house. They ended doing that very often and Harry start catching feelings (Draco abously does too) and they became boyfriends. At the end they go on a date and they meet up with Ginny and her new boyfriend Neville, Harry tells Draco a little about how Ginny was very kinky (like, there’s a mention of golden rain) and tells him about a little scene she wanted where he was in his auror uniform and she was arrested, and Draco sugest doing it but Harry was the one being fucked, Harry then thinks he is going to enjoy that more and says he would like that.
5.14 Draco is raised by Regulus, Narcissa giving Draco to him as a newborn child, and he decides to raise him properly in America. Lily and James are alive also Sirius and Remus, I think they were a couple. Draco had some special abilities I think and around when he was a teenager, Greyback found them and the Potters, Sirius and Remus came to warn them, but not quickly enough and Draco was injured and Lily healed him. Lily has 3 kids including Harry and she is a healer. It wasn’t a finished fic , in fact i don’t think there was more than 4-5 chapters in it at the time.
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Of Blood & Carnations by rice_and_beans [Fleur/Hermione, E, 17.7k] 🖤 CW: Dubious Consent, Body Horror
The war is over. It is a time for healing. The Order has invested in a sort of intensive therapeutic house for our heroes to recuperate... So why does Hermione feel worse? Is she going mad? She's hearing voices, and she feels more and more that her body is not her own.
Clip, Ravel, Cleave by @vdoshu [Bellatrix/Andromeda, E, 15.2k] 🖤 CW: Sibling Incest, Possessive Behavior, Non-consensual Pregnancy, Addiction
Before Andromeda met Ted, she was a Black, through and through. While years later the story was told that she’d turned her back on her family’s dark ways, in truth, nothing was so simple. In the beginning, it was just Andromeda and Bella. And it was just the two of them until it was too much.
The Haunting of Pavenham Manor by @venom0usbarbie [Hermione/Pansy, E, 10.1k] 🖤 CW: Violence, MCD, Torture, Horror, Mind Manipulation
Her dead mother had asked her to return. To witness their past in Pavenham Manor with fresh eyes—those of the woman she had become, and not the child she once was. Pansy dreaded the delusions, the mania that seemed to overcome her mother eighteen years ago—but the estate was within her reach, so close she could touch it, feel it. So she agreed. To put the past behind her once and for all, to learn to forgive her mother, to forgive herself.
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Happy Birthday! by fandomgalore [Bellatrix/Andromeda, M, 8.6k] 🖤 CW: Offscreen Rape/non-con, Aftermath of Torture, Manipulation
Bellatrix's life as seen through sent and unsent birthday letters.
shake off your flesh, run from the light by @iamsiriuslyriddikulus [fem!Barty/fem!Evan, E, 6.6k] 🖤 CW: BDSM, Bloodplay, Knifeplay, Woundfucking, Drugged Sex, Murder
It starts with a confession. Beatrice never meant to let it slip, but the Firewhiskey loosened her tongue until she found herself leaning over to Evan and saying, “Sometimes I prefer to kill them with a knife.”
fuck or die (a little death) by foxglovetonic (nocturn) [Hermione/Bellatrix, E, 5.3k] 🖤 CW: Rape/non-con, violence, torture, bloodplay, forced drug use
“I thought you’d missed me.” Bellatrix traces one long nail across the girl’s cheek, then slaps her hard across the face. “We’ve got five more days to break this curse, and I intend to use them to the fullest.”
where dust was once man by @slashmarks [Narcissa/Lily, T, 3.4k] 🖤 CW: Necromancy, Dark Magic, Dubious Consent
Terrified of losing her son to the Dark Lord's plotting, Narcissa is haunted by the memory of another woman who faced the same threat.
As Easy As Breathing by @siriusly-sapphic [Dorcas/Narcissa, E, 3.1k] 🖤 CW: Cannibalism, Corpse Desecration, Blood and Gore
The First War is raging around them and Dorcas and Narcissa have found themselves on opposite sides. That little detail hasn't lessened their devotion to each other, and they're just as determined as they've always been to come out on top, together. They know just how to accomplish their goal, and all it takes is a touch of dark magic, some patience, a disregard for what's right. It's easy, really.
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A Night at the Loo by @cntrl15 [Hermione/Narcissa, E, 2.5k] 🖤 CW: Rape/non-con, Mind Control
The conditions of Narcissa’s parole restrict her to house arrest, unless personally accompanied by her designated parole officer. Luckily for her, Hermione isn’t a very good parole officer.
Poster of a Girl by @leftsidedown [trans!Sirius/Bellatrix, M, 2.0k] 🖤 CW: Cousin Incest, Rape/non-con, Underage
It’s not a tragedy that she’s born a boy. Sirius loves all her older sisters, and they accept her too.
Five Things That Happend To Pansy Parkinson That She Wished Hadn't by Anonymous [Bellatrix/Pansy, E, 1.4k] 🖤 CW: Rape/non-con, Underage, Violence, Torture, Mind Control, Grooming
Bellatrix takes Pansy under her wing for the cause of the dark side and it all goes wrong.
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Luna eats blood for breakfast, limbs for dinner, and hearts for dessert. Luckily, Hermione has lots to spare.
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Hermione is lost, and Bellatrix has found her. At what price?
Death Eater Art Appreciation by @schmem14 [The Fat Lady/Alecto, E, 200] 🖤 CW: Rape/non-con, Extortion, Forced Exhibitionism
Alecto steals Gryffindor's entrance portrait for sick and twisted reasons.
desperately mine by @fantasyborn [Astoria/Daphne, M, 200] 🖤 CW: Sibling Incest, Infidelity, Non-consensual Voyeurism
Her sister may be set to marry Draco Malfoy but Astoria will always belong to Daphne.
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I don't wanna say goodbye, 'cause this one means forever
Journal entries of our resident drama queen, Sirius Black. 12 birthdays. 12 entries. And a great deal of friendship, pining, love and heartbreak.
Wolfstar-Marauders hc. Word Count: 5155.
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November 3rd, 1971
Dear Diary,
I am Sirius Orion Black and today is my birthday
I, Sirius Orion Black, turn 12 today.
This diary was a present from Andy for starting at Hogwarts but all these months I didn't know what to write here. Today, I asked James what he would do if he had a journal, and he said he would write about all his exciting days in Hogwarts so that it would be stored forever in pages.
I think today was pretty exciting, so I am going to start this journal, finally.
This birthday was quite different from the ones I've had before
My parents forgot to wish me. Or they just chose not to. Probably because I'm the first Black to have ended up in Gryffindor instead of Slytherin. It should have made any regular kid sad but I'm somewhat relieved.
I was not woken up by Kreacher loudly cleaning my room in the morning (because apparently, my room must be squeaky clean on birthdays even though no one really comes up here except to reprimand me for something), but instead by James jumping on my bed to wish me. It startled me a bit but the change was welcome.
I was not greeted in the morning by my mother or father who, at some point in the past few years had started saying that this day was an annoying reminder (well, they never really said it but actions speak louder than words), but instead with a freshly baked pie which James's mom had sent because he'd mentioned to her in his previous letter that it was his "best friend's birthday". I liked that too.
People in the hallways wished me and it made me very happy; unlike when people at home wished me lectured me about my noble birth and it made me want to hide in my room.
I did receive cards from Andy and Uncle Alphard AND received some more cards from a few friends. (Remus is excellent with cards by the way)
I had no idea birthdays could be this fun.
I really hope I can stay in Hogwarts for a long time.
P.S. Reggie did not wish me either and I wonder what’s up with him. I was expecting a letter from him. But then again, my birthdays have never been a big deal in the family (what with my rebellious streak and all) so I suppose that’s okay.
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November 3rd, 1972
Hello journal, it's me again.
It's not that the past 365 days were not exciting; they were. I just forgot to write about them. Also, I doubt if I would have been able to fit an entire year's worth of adventures in a single journal. Yes, we indeed had THAT much fun.
I am a year older today and once again glad that no one from my family has been able to ruin this day for me this year either. Somehow they just decided not to acknowledge that I was ever born. Maybe they would if I was more like Narcissa or Bella. But who'd want to be like them? Gross. I'd much rather celebrate the day with people who truly care about me.
One thing that did upset me a little was Reggie's behaviour. He started Hogwarts this year and was sorted into Slytherin like the rest of our "noble" family, but it's like he doesn't even recognise me anymore. I know that my being sorted into Gryffindor was a matter of disgrace to the family but I don't understand what that's got to do with Reggie. We're supposed to be brothers, but whenever I look at him these days, he looks like a miniature version of our birth giver. I wonder who brainwashed him like that.
Actually I don't have to wonder. I know it was our mother.
Anyway, Lily once said that I should be more grateful for things I have rather than complain about things that displease me, so here:
I'm grateful that James and Remus are in my life.
I'm grateful for all the things they did to make my birthday special.
I'm grateful that I'm not lonely anymore.
Most importantly, I’m grateful to the Sorting Hat for putting me in Gryffindor. I would have missed out on everything if not for this.
And I'm not just saying these because Lily asked me to but because I really mean it. I'd be nowhere without James and Remus.
That's it for this year.
I will try not to ditch this journal until my next birthday.
Sirius Black, aged 13, signing off.
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November 3rd, 1973
I am now 14, and I've just had the best birthday ever.
It was a stroke of luck that my birthday fell on Hogsmeade weekend. I couldn't have asked for anything better. Also because 3rd years are allowed to stay in the common room till late, I had the golden opportunity of attending two celebrations this week: the Gryffindor Halloween party and my birthday. Yes indeed, James and Remus pulled all the strings to throw me a birthday party after our already amazing day out in Hogsmeade. I have no idea how they managed to put together so much but it meant a lot to me.
James gifted me a two-way mirror so we could communicate during detentions. That's the best idea he's ever had! And Moony, a.k.a, Remus (Moony is his nickname now; reasons: non-disclosable) gave me an enlarged disc containing muggle music (apparently it's called vinyl, and we need a vinyl player to listen to it). Frank says he'll find a vinyl player for the common room so everyone can listen to muggle music in general, but I have decided that I will be the first one to listen to this particular vinyl, alone. I don't think I wanna share Moony's gift with everyone right away.
I love the presents and I love my friends.
P.S. I have resigned myself to the fact that my journal entries are indeed gonna be annual and not as regular as I had initially promised and I think it's better that way. I'll be able to keep using this diary for a long long time. Until I'm withered and old and will need to use magic to write instead of my tired hands.
P.P.S. James, Moony, and I go by the name 'Marauders' now and we've made quite a name for ourselves in Hogwarts. Not something my parents would be happy about and that's exactly what makes it so much better for me.
As for Reggie, he never tries to talk to me in school and keeps his distance at family dinners, like I am an object of disgust to him. It's gonna take some getting used to, but I suppose I'll manage as long as I have James and Moony.
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November 3rd, 1974
I, Sirius Black, 15, have a major crush on Moony. I know this is my birthday journal and I shouldn't be pining away here, but I cannot talk to anyone about it and will combust if I hold it in any longer. Hence, the journal.
James got lucky. He can talk about his hopeless crush on Lily all the time without any restraints and he doesn't care if she rejects him a hundred times. I can't say the same for myself. Not to be dramatic but I'd be pretty devastated if Moony ever turned me away the way Lily does James. Some girls have asked me out this year and I did go to Hogsmeade with one of them last month, but I cannot seem to get Moony out of my mind.
Not to brag but a lot of girls asked me out for the Yule Ball too but I had zero desire to be bored so I went in with Moony. In hindsight, it might not have been the best idea because going to a 'Ball Dance' and trying to dance around with Moony had me panicking throughout. Why am I such a mess when it comes to him?
Over the year, Moony has randomly brought in more muggle music for me and I have loved every single one of them. I don't know how he knows just what I'd like. He just gets it.
Frank found a vinyl player for the common room, but the seller also had another slightly broken player which he was ready to give up for free, so of course I took it and fixed it, and placed it right next to my bed. Now I can listen to music anytime I want. But mostly I'm not alone because there's Moony who loves music just as much and he often joins me and tells me all about these muggle singers I'm constantly in awe of.
For this birthday he built me a tiny shelf for my vinyl records, the keyword being 'built'. Sometimes he amazes me like that, by doing things himself that could otherwise be done quicker with magic and I love the effort he puts in for other people (even though he tries really hard to come off as this guy who doesn't give two shits about anyone, he's secretly a softie).
The birthday surprise was amazing as usual.
The Marauders' birthday parties have started to cause some real hype in the school. Even people from other houses come in too (not Slytherin though, never Slytherin).
Anyway, for my next birthday, I hope Remus just gifts himself to me. Or maybe I should stop being a little shit and ask him out. But before any of that, I have to be sure of his feelings too. So far he's been constantly giving off the vibe that he absolutely doesn't want to date anyone which means, I have a LOT to work on until my next birthday.
Merlin, it's gonna be one long year.
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November 3rd, 1975
I, Sirius Black, am 16 today, and an animagus. I'm an illegal one so technically I shouldn't even be writing it down here (like I haven't in the past 2 years of attempting to be one) but my charms have gotten stronger and nobody but me has access to this journal. Anyone else who opens the journal is only going to find blank pages.
Moony, my beloved, is a werewolf (Hence the nickname Moony. Get it? The moon? The furry little problem? Yeah). James and I found out about it in our 3rd year and since then we've been trying to learn about animagi and transformation so we could keep him company on full moons and this year we finally pulled it off. My animagus form is a dog. Not that I mind but I'm beginning to think that all the people who have called me a little bitch before, might have been onto something. Except I'm not little. I'm huge and I really really really hope that idiot Snape bumps into me someday while I’m in my dog form. I'm going to scare the living daylights out of him.
James' form is a stag with huge antlers so we're calling him Prongs. We have decided to call me Padfoot, but sometimes Moony just shortens it and calls me Pads, and my insides start to melt. When and how did I become such a sap?
Anyway, I'm an absolute coward who hasn't done anything in the past year except pine from a distance. And the pining wasn't even mutual. It’s so embarrassing. I think Lily is catching up but Moony, that oblivious idiot, never notices. I'm not persistent like James so I'm not hoping for a miracle.
My birthday was cool because duh, I'm a Marauder. Prongs got me a leather jacket. Apparently, it was Lily's idea, but she still doesn't like me enough to get me something herself. But I'm glad she at least gave the suggestion to Prongsie because boy do I look smashing in it.
Moony got me a photo frame with a picture of me, Prongs, and himself and I really had to hold back tears upon seeing the picture. A little backstory: a few months ago, the three of us had got dressed in tuxedos and went to a studio to get our picture taken, as a joke, because we were that bored. In fact, I'd forgotten about the picture until today; the picture that looks more like a family portrait than any picture in the hallway of Grimmauld Place. It looks real and is currently resting on my bedside chest of drawers, right next to the vinyl player. Merlin, I'm really soft for him. Maybe I really shouldn't bother talking about my crush on him and give up on the whole confession stuff. I don't wanna ruin what we have right now.
Signing off.
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November 3rd, 1976
TURNS OUT THE PINING WASN'T ONE-SIDED AFTER ALL. GUESS WHO ISN'T BITCHLESS ANYMORE? THAT'S RIGHT! ME!!!
Long story short: a few months ago on Moony's birthday, we almost had a moment I guess. His birthday party had just ended and people were slowly leaving the common room and trailing back to their respective dorms and the two of us were sitting on the couch in front of the fireplace. I was tired and I almost dozed off resting my head on Moony's shoulder (!! internal screaming !!) and I think he was carding his hands through my hair (!! internal screaming intensifies !!). Anyway, a slight tug on my hair woke me up and he was like 'Don't fall asleep here let's go back to the dorm'. I will never understand what possessed me at that moment but I ended up saying, "Let's stay like this for a little while. Please." And the way he looked at me after hearing that, oh Merlin. I cannot describe it in words but it was enough to give me the confidence I'd been needing for months, and I actually pulled him closer by tugging at his shirt and I'm almost sure I'd have kissed him if Prongsie didn't choose that moment to come down looking for us. I love him to death, but at that moment, I really wanted to punch his face. The spell was broken and Moony pulled back and I faked a yawn in an attempt to be nonchalant.
But ever since then, there has been this tension between us. I think I had finally made him stop and think about things and probably recently, he finally came to a conclusion because last night at 12 after Prongs had gone back to sleep in his bed after wishing me, Moony stayed back on my bed and following some awkward small talk, actually kissed me!!
And then guess what he said?
"I hope that's okay."
Well duh, of course it's okay Moons. It's me, and it's you, so it'll always be okay.
I was too stunned to say any of it though, so I just kissed him back to make him understand that I wanted this too. That I had waited ages for this moment.
I am mad blushing as I write this. This is embarrassing.
I will not go into any further details but yeah I'm really happy today.
Another important event that happened in the past few months is that I ran away from home after last Christmas. Yes, it finally happened and I was backed by the Potters. I live with them now and I'll forever be grateful for that. On top of that Uncle Alphard had left me all his money which I could access once I turned 17, so now I'm not financially dependent on anyone (which is very important to me). Again, I shall not go into details regarding why I ran away from home because it's gonna ruin the vibe of this journal. That's something I'd rather not vent about.
Anyway, it's been better since then. The Potters take care of me. Prongs takes care of me. And Moony takes care of me. A lot. Even Lily isn't as rude. I hope things stay this way for a long long time.
Happy 17th indeed.
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November 3rd, 1977
Lily and Prongs started dating this year. I wanna say I saw it coming, but that would be a lie. I think I was almost as surprised as Prongs was.
I'd thought I would be spared from Prongs ranting about Lily once they start going out and at least have the last year at school free of "Lily this"and "Lily that", but I was wrong. If anything, it has increased. But it's okay because hearing him talk about random things while the Wizarding World is slowly heading toward destruction and war is calming at times. It also seems like he's become more responsible over the past year. It suits him.
Moony and I are okay, but I'm worried about him. With the current insurgence of dark power, it feels like only a matter of time before people start coming for him. But one thing's for sure, I'll protect him with everything I have. He probably doesn't need it but the very thought of something happening to him keeps me up at night.
We've all decided to join Dumbledore once school is over to fight death eaters and You-Know-Who. I'd imagined a safe and happy future with my friends and I'm willing to fight anything that stands in its way.
I was not in the mood to celebrate my birthday but because it's my last one in school I didn't protest. We still have fun but it's overshadowed by this constant fear of something happening to the people you love. We live among enemies. We go to classes with people who might potentially join the dark side and it's hard to ignore such thoughts.
I think I would have lost my mind without Moony beside me.
I love Moony and he loves me and we've decided to live together after school is over. I don't want us to stay apart in times like this.
I genuinely feel responsible for the people around me. Maybe I really did grow up after all. We've all grown up. 11-year-old Sirius would be surprised to see 18-year-old Sirius now.
On another note, I finally lost patience with Reggie. I found him torturing younger students because they were "half-bloods" and at that moment I could see our mother in him. Nothing could have prepared me for that image of him. I interfered and overpowered him, which resulted in a burst of insults; everything that our mother would have said in that situation, word for word. Maybe I should have started fighting him from the day he started calling Remus names because of the half-blood bullshit, but Remus always used to stop me. But this time, Remus wasn't around and I was not having it. I would have fought him again if not for Prongs and Lily, who were then doing their rounds as Head Boy and Head Girl. I'm glad they stopped me though, because, despite the anger, I was too hurt and was very close to tears which is the last thing I'd have wanted Reggie to see. I never thought things would turn out like this between us.
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November 3rd, 1978
School is over and I'm currently living with Moony. I feel more at ease somehow now, than when I was at school. I suppose it's because I don't feel helpless anymore. James and I started our Auror training and with every passing day we're becoming stronger. I can fight death eaters and I am capable of protecting other people. Moony couldn't join Auror training because he cannot be involved with the Ministry but he's been carrying out other missions for the Order of the Phoenix, aka the face of the fight against You-Know-Who.
My birth family, as expected, has joined the dark side. The Blacks are supposedly among the biggest supporters of You-Know-Who and I've faced immense backlash because of the name I carry.
Living with Moony is one of the only comforting things in my life right now. We've moved into a small house close to the Potters and after a whole day of meetings and missions, I am so grateful for his warmth next to me.
A lot of my friends from school joined Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix and I see them regularly. We hang out sometimes like we did today for the impromptu birthday celebration Moony put together for me. But it feels like a privilege we can't afford. Not yet. Not when death eaters are running loose and You-Know-Who is gaining power.
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November 3rd, 1979
James and Lily got married at the end of last year!! And of course I was James' best man. Their getting married has given me a new sort of hope that things will be okay. They have to be. So that Moony and I can get married at some point too. And we'll all be happy. After such a shitty childhood, I deserve to be happy.
On top of everything, Lily is pregnant, which means things will have to get better very soon. James Jr. deserves to be born into a peaceful world. I am going to make sure the kid doesn't have to go through what we all did.
Moony and I don't get to spend much time together these days because of our missions and it's hard but it's a price we have to pay to secure the lives of our loved ones. Being an Auror helps me with that. I'm 20 today but I feel much much older.
* * *
November 3rd, 1980
We lost James' parents to dragon pox. They left before little Harry arrived.
Reggie is dead. So are my parents. Reasons unknown. But I'm pretty sure they got into trouble with the Ministry like most other death eaters.
Anyway, that doesn't matter now. What matters is that I have to protect James, Lily, and Harry. I won't let the war orphan him like it did James and me.
The Dark Lord is after Harry. There's apparently a bullshit prophecy that states that Harry will be able to kill him and so that moron is after a literal baby. And guess who relayed that prophecy to the Dark Lord? Fucking Snape. I knew he was bad but how evil do you have to be to do something like that?
James and Lily are to go into hiding and I am to be their secret keeper. Dumbledore said he might change the secret keeper because everyone is going to suspect that I know about it. After all, I'm close to them and if I get captured, they might torture me to get their location out of me. I know I won't give in to torture but we're trying not to take any risks.
It's not going to be Moony either. Dumbledore has sent him on a lot of missions to try and bring other dark creatures to our side and every time Moony comes back from those missions, he seems a little different. I find it hard to communicate with him these days. It might be my paranoia speaking but I am not ready to take any risks. Moreover, after me, Remus is going to be the prime suspect of being the secret keeper. So we can't risk that. I've relayed as much to Dumbledore and we will be choosing someone unsuspecting.
Turning 21 was supposed to be fun but 'fun' is something I can't even imagine anymore when I go to work every morning and round up death eater after death eater or when I find myself staring frozen at the occasional familiar name on the list of casualties.
It seems stupid to write all this down in a journal but my head will explode if I cannot vent about all that goes on in my head, so in a way, I'm glad this journal exists.
* * *
November 3rd, 1995
It's hard to believe that this journal still exists and that it has been 15 years since my last entry. I showed it to Moony yesterday and he said I should try writing again. Might be good to vent. So here goes,
I turned 36 today. But James and Lily aren't here to see me now.
We lost them to the war 14 years ago.
I couldn't save them but I wanted to rescue and take in their son, Harry, my godchild. But I couldn't even do that because I was convicted of murder. They really went ahead and put me on trial for the murder of my best friends and everyone just stood and watched. Funny how easy it was for all of them to forget that James and I were brothers once they looked at the cursed name I carried : Black.
I'm ashamed to admit that I had suspected Remus of being a spy. That I had distrusted him which led to the real spy taking advantage of it. That spy, who of all people had ended up becoming the Secret Keeper for James and Lily and consequently revealed their location to You-Know-Who, who reached them and they sacrificed their lives to protect little Harry…
I don't think I can write at length about the plethora of emotions I have on this subject. It still hurts to think about it.
You-know-who too died that night supposedly but he's back now and we are approaching another war, hopefully to end things for good this time, and I swear on my life, I'll protect the ones I love. I couldn't save James and Lily but I won't let anything happen to Harry. Moony and I will see to that.
I had been shipped off to Azkaban and I stayed there for 12 years until I made my escape 2 years ago. I will not go into details about that either, for the sake of my sanity.
Speaking of people I love, it took some time, but I think Moony and I have been able to navigate through our misunderstandings. I've altered the spell on the journal so Moony can have access to it too if he wants. This journal is possibly the only keepsake we have of our childhood together. I told him that he may read it some years down the line.
About Harry, I don't know where to start. I love that kid to death and I'll never forgive all the people who made his life this miserable. If I had known the kind of life my Godson was forced to lead, I'd have made my escape sooner and rescued him. Both Moony and I had been under the impression that he was taken care of, so he stayed away from Harry's life and I thought about him from a distance. There's only one person I'm blaming for this - Dumbledore. We were stupid for entrusting him with everything.
One day, when the war is over, I hope we can all live in peace. Harry, Moony, and me. But for now, I'm just really worried because Harry always has this tendency to dive head-first into trouble and I'm too scared to lose him. I'll have to give him some serious talk soon.
About James and Lily, it feels like I'm being repeatedly stabbed with a dagger every time I try to talk about them. When we were in school, James used to say that he hoped he'd never have to outlive any of us. That he couldn't handle the thought of being left behind. Who knew his words would come true like that? It's been 14 years but the wounds are as fresh as ever. Some grief, you aren't supposed to move on from.
Anyway, time to wrap it up. Harry and his friends are going to come over in the evening to see me and I'm so thankful for the time I get to spend with him. And Moony.
P.S. Moony if you ever decide to read this, know that I love you. That I have always loved you. That I spent every moment in Azkaban regretting my decisions. I'm sorry that I let my paranoia get the better of me and blindsight me to all that I held dear. I hope you can forgive me.
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November 3rd, 1996
I'm not sure I can do this but I think it would be wrong to not continue this birthday journal.
Sirius.
How could you do this to me? To Harry?
How could you leave us a second time?
The war is still going on but your absence is eating me up from the inside. Every place I go, screams your name. We were all supposed to survive the war, you idiot. You were supposed to continue writing in this journal till you were old and withered. You can't just not keep your word.
Just when I'd finally made peace with your long absence, you came back into my life and made me realise that I never truly had moved on. How can I go through that again? I'm not ready to say goodbye. Not again. Not when you did not spend enough time with me. We've been apart longer than we were together and I hate it.
Harry has been inconsolable and more reckless than ever. Losing you really shook him to the core and I don't know what to tell him when I can't even deal with this myself. I'm losing my mind at the suddenness of it all. All I can do is keep fighting so more people don't have to lose their loved ones. The fight at the Ministry was like fuel to the fire and the war is on the way to reach full scale soon. I don't know if I'll survive this but I do know that I will ensure the safety of as many as I can.
Against my better judgement, I did end up reading your whole journal, and Pads it hurts. It hurts so much. The way I'd give anything to get back our time together in school.
To get back James, Lily, and you.
Come back.
I think it was cruel of you people to leave me alone, to make me arrange and attend all your funerals, to make me go through all this heartbreaking ordeal. To leave me nothing but your gravestones to talk to. There's only so much grief I can hold.
You just wait till I see you again.
I remember you saying that 'Dust thou art, to dust returnest' only applied to us 'earthlings' and that you'd just go back to the star you came from. It sounded like a harmless joke in school but now I just hope I can reach you wherever you are, Pads.
I cannot continue any further but I'm somewhat relieved I could add one more entry to this, that this journal could have a closure.
Happy Birthday Pads. I Love You. And goodbye I'll see you soon.
Yours forevermore,
Moony.
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A/N: I won't say that this song inspired the whole fic but towards the end I thought that the grief I wanted to portray with this fic resonated perfectly with how this song makes me feel so I listened to it again and it kinda helped me articulate things better.
And this is the cover I was obsessively listening to while writing the last entry :
P.S. To anyone struggling with grief and loss right now, I hope that you can be okay eventually. And I hope that it can get better someday soon , if not now. Please take care.
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Beyond the Veil (masterpost)
Co-written with @thedreamermusing
Sirius Black/Severus Snape. 97k.
A canon-divergent rewrite of Half Blood Prince and Deathly Hallows that follows the relationship between Sirius Black and Severus Snape. Think of it as mine and Dreamer's character study with romance.
Our list of chapters (and tiny previews where you can see we have experimented with multiple POVs) under the cut! Also a Snape and Lily prequel written by @thedreamermusing here: January 30th, 1975 (Happy Birthday Lily)
Chapter 1 - Prologue
Time was a standstill in these long hallways and empty rooms, full of memories that ticked under his skin like a pulse under a livid bruise.
Chapter 2 - changing perceptions
He was tempted to laugh, laugh like a maniac, at the absurdity, the injustice, out of grief--let out all his curled up emotions in a big hearty laugh. But then again, that hadn't worked out so well for him 15 years ago.
Chapter 3 - 12 Grimmauld Place meets Spinner's End
What Pettigrew lacked in skill; he made up for in malice. This seemingly pusillanimous creature hid within him a rusty sword whose efficiency lay not in the sharpness of the blade, but in the unnoticed poison of the rust.
Chapter 4- Enemy of my Enemy
"I brought him here because I finally see the advantages of being brawny rather than brainy," Snape smirked.
Chapter 5 - The Prince and Padfoot
"You disgust me.” rang over and over in his head like a church bell, a judgement in a confessional, a whisper that haunted his ears when he dreamed and lay awake, sometimes unable to tell the difference.
Chapter 6 - Monsters and Old School Friends
His wildness hung over him like an aura of a predator. Long-limbed, lax, but there was danger bubbling within him, an inexplicable ferocity that filled the air around him. How could anyone else not see that monster?
Chapter 7 - Circular Path
When Severus saw it for the first time, he was amazed. It was an answer to a question he had all his life, a representation of what could be built if he just reached out for the future and grabbed it with greedy hands. Now, as Narcissa opened the door with a stone face belied by the terror in her eyes, he was able to see the Manor for what it really was--a mouldering dump of pureblood affectations that concealed its decay as well as Grimmauld Place accentuated it.
Chapter 8 - Tale of Two Black Stars
Severus had known all along how to see who held the room. It was ingrained in him since he was a child. In Spinner's End, it was his father. A looming presence of overbearing violence that his mother, his magical mother, cowered against. He noticed it again in the playground - where Lily flew in air, in a burst of extraordinarily controlled magic.
Chapter 9 - The Wounds of Men
He did not know where their sudden leap of faith for the ferret came from ( “C’mon mate, I know Malfoy is a git but Death Eater is serious business!” ), but it made him feel stupid and ridiculous--it was almost as if he was back at Aunt Petunia’s, listening to her sweet talk the neighbours about Harry’s delinquency. ( “He told you he sleeps under a cupboard? A nasty, nasty lie! But the poor dear has got no one else; his parents didn’t leave us any money as well. It’s been such a strain on our finances…”
Chapter 10 - By The Light of The Full Moon
The first week at Azkaban was truly horrendous. Peter valued his mind - it was his best weapon and it helped him fade into the background. Losing the ability to think clearly, unable to tell dreams and memories apart; it was a sensation that terrified him. It felt like getting sucked into the quicksand of his resentment and anger and guilt that he kept at bay. He didn’t want to feel it. What use were those emotions, if they failed to help him survive?
Chapter 11 - Face Death in Hope
Death, Pain - all unavoidable things. Things he had to play with - in hope that one day, he would be able to expiate what he was carrying. He would not live to see it, he was sure. But he could hope. The only relief he had is that he would not die by his - Gellert’s- hand. “I am the only one who should be allowed to kill you,” he had said, a declaration, a threat - he wasn’t sure. “It is me that keeps you alive.”
Chapter 12 - Who Are You?
He was a son of the House of Malfoy, a noble house, one of the sacred 28, whose line went back generations. Their legacy was set in stone, the purity of their blood unquestioned. It infuriated him that nobody recognised that--that Potter, with his filthy mixed blood and mudblood mother--didn’t recognise that. And now, it had become so much worse. His father was a laughingstock. His mother looked pale and frightened all the time. It was up to him to bring things back to normal.
Chapter 13 - The Last Enemy (Part 1)
There were so many things that he thought were forgotten, so many memories whose life and colour had been drained away by grief and Azkaban. But standing here in the square, it was clear that they had always been there. He had felt something similar after walking into the doors of Grimmauld Place for the first time, but the only memories rising to surface there were of misery long-replaced. Here, every bit of youthful joy and love rose and flickered through his mind like stained-glass colours through snow, and every unremarkable step they had ever made on the square seemed precious in a fragile kind of way.
Chapter 14 - Shedding the Maker's Skin
“Lyall Lupin,” Fenrir said, smiling at the infinitesimal jerk Remus’ body gave. “I knew you came from money, boy. You’re his son, aren’t you?”
Remus went cold.
“Soulless, evil and deserving of nothing but death,” Fenrir quoted. “That is what he believes.”
A rage Remus had never felt before was travelling up his spine, fossilising hatred into the marrow of his bones.
Chapter 15 - Ozymandias
Once upon a time, Voldemort had looked at Snape and seen a mirror, a broken mirror of course, because Severus did not have even a shadow of his charisma, charm, looks, or skill. But even so, when Severus had come to him, an angry, profoundly gifted young half-blood brewing with hatred over his Muggle heritage, he had been so hopeful at his promise. They had both seemed to view the world in the same way; they both understood that magic was where power lay. Magic had made Voldemort immortal and then mortal again. They both respected it in a way nobody else did, and Voldemort had thought he found someone who could equal Bellatrix’s esteem.
But Severus’s weakness had been disgustingly banal. To think that it was lust of all things to claim him, and lust for a plain Mudblood at that. And now, it was the same, only for Lucius’s dullard of a wife.
Chapter 16 - In Noctem (Carry My Soul)
The idea of it makes me feel ill. He is no longer whole; his soul is distorted. He is no better than those vile creatures that guard Azkaban. He intended to murder Kreacher, who has been serving our family for generations. Our family, whose blood is pure and unbroken, has been used to destroy the soul of a magical being. It has become clear to me now. This monster will ruin us all more than any mudblood ever will.
Chapter 17 - Wings to the Kingdom
Until the time Death claims me, let the moth sing to your bones: I loved you since I saw you. I loved you when I hated you. I loved you when you betrayed us. I loved you when you destroyed me.
Yours, Gellert.
Chapter 18 - The Last Enemy (Part 2)
The window brought in a draft of salt as Remus cut up chicken for the Order lunch. Tonks was just beside him, mashing the potatoes with zeal, her arm brushing up against his own on occasion. He felt embarrassed, it was ridiculous the degree to which any proximity to her affected him. It was the isolation of the cottage, he thought, that seemed to keep them away from the dark cloud hovering above them. It was the rhythm of the sea, a comforting lullaby of a different world, a different life.
Chapter 19 - A Lament in the Ashes
Where is my golden palace? Where is my ivory bed? Where is the joy of my morning hour? Where the Sons of Eternity are singing, Draco thumbed through the book from the shelves in the bedroom. Years ago, he would have scoffed at the idea of perusing a book of poetry written by a Muggle.
Chapter 20 - Epilogue
“It must be nice,” he said. “To start again every time you die. You can make as many mistakes as you want and be reborn from them.”
Fawkes trilled. The corner of Serverus’s mouth lifted.
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It's Supernova update time!! Y'all, I have made so much progress on my dissertation in the last week! That means update time!!!
This update you're getting 3 more chapters, including lots and lots of Black family fun, some cute Remus & Dora interactions, and Andromeda trying her best to find some happiness. Will it work out for her? Who knows?? (Jk it won't.)
Here's a longer snippet from one of the chapters; see below for the links!
Dora ambled up to the group of young witches and wizards. Some of them were sitting on the floor, so she tucked herself between two armchairs and gazed up at her family’s casual elegance.
“Cissy, show everyone what your knife can do now that you’re 17,” said Bella. “We’re family here, there’s no need to be shy.”
Narcissa grew pink, but with Lucius at her side (Dora begrudgingly accepted that he would be joining the family as Narcissa’s future husband), she rolled up her robes just high enough to show off a knife that was tied around her thigh. She unsheathed the knife from its ornately carved leather holster and Dora looked up in awe at it. The handle was pure black, but it had flowers embossed into the handle, and the blade itself was in the shape of a dagger, long enough to pierce the heart if needed.
Narcissa murmured something under her breath and the blade of her dagger slowly changed its shape. Its tip became curved, like a talon. She murmured again and the talon became straight. With each instruction she gave it, the knife became the shape she requested.
“Innocent enough for the potion-maker,” she said, smiling sweetly. She gave the blade another instruction and it became longer, with a needle point tip. “Lethal enough for a witch’s most pressing needs.” Her sweet smile curled into an impish grin.
“Wow,” Dora breathed. It was customary for Black witches and wizards to receive a knife when they turned 13; their blades weren’t sharp enough to inflict much damage on their victims, but once the witch or wizard turned 17, the blade became lethal. More importantly, the knife would reveal new magic when its owner became of age, though Dora didn’t know how the magic worked or how the new magic was decided.
“It’s a family tradition to get a knife for your 13th birthday,” said Alphard, showing the blade off for Malcolm, Claudius, Lucius, and the Lestrange brothers. He pulled out a handsome pocketknife. At his touch, it opened to reveal a single-bladed knife that Dora was sure could slice individual hairs with ease.
“They’re imbued with Black family magic,” Bellatrix said, pulling out her own dagger. Like Narcissa’s, she carried it around her thigh and its leather holster was elaborately engraved. The dagger’s handle was just as ornamental as Narcissa’s, but both blades were sharp and deadly.
“Our knives can’t hurt anyone with our blood,” said Narcissa. She took the edge of her dagger and ran it along Alphard’s cheek, which remained unblemished. “The goblins took droplets of Papa’s blood to cast the magic. Anyone who doesn’t share our blood can be a victim.” She grinned at Lucius, whose throat bobbed. Dora clapped her hand over her mouth to keep from laughing at him.
read the latest update here!
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Welcome to the challenge prompt AU
Hello friends, and welcome back to Gay✨ has brainrot for her own fanfic. This post is a welcome to the AU guide where I explain what we’re looking at.
Before I say anything else, a PSA. Fuck JKR. LGBT rights are human rights. How did she write the most queer coded characters and then be like “sorry, only Fumbledore is gay. Love him!” Lol nah.
This au is based loosely off the criteria in this post, where the lovely anonymousqualities called into the Tumblr void for someone to take on their idea. I’ve heard their call, they looked over my outline, and I am posting part one today! Woo! The OG prompt was meant to be plotless, kinda crack fic ish, but I don’t know how to quit when I’m ahead so there will be a good deal of lore-building/lore-fixing from the source material.
Enjoy! ✨
Timeline: Halloween 1981 - Harry’s 8th year
Ships:
To Death, With Love: gifts within the love affair between Life and Death
Jegulus, Wolfstar, NobleFlower, RoseKiller, PandaLily, platonic MoonWater, Drarry (in the future), and more!
Things it will be featuring:
Regulus raising Harry
Harry and Draco becoming friends as young children
Regulus being a spy for James - but not the Order, never the Order. Him building a resistance of former death eaters with Narcissa Malfoy’s help.
Harry being a prodigy - and a scary one at that
Lily and James are alive (surprise! Regulus put them in a coma and adopted their son!)
BAMF Minerva McGonagall and BAMF Narcissa Malfoy
Snape gets an actual reception arc instead of dying a trash lord (hello, Uncle Severus)
And so much more!!!
A link to the series ❤️
1-There Is No One Else
Regulus saves Lily, James, and Harry. Minerva saves him. Custody changes, Remus goes ape shit on Dumbledore, and the smallest moments of context.
2-Family Home
Regulus raising Harry from ages 1-4 (ft Grandma Minerva), meeting Miss Cissy and Draco
So many cute moments in this one.
3-We Who Remain When The Price Was Paid
Harry Potter becomes the Master of Death on his 5th birthday. It's like playing where's Waldo, but instead, it's where are Harry's uncles???
Narcissa starts the resistance of exclusively wives of Death Eaters (blood magic pta moms)
Uncle Moony, Uncle Padfoot, Uncle Barty, Uncle Sev
4-Ragtag Little Family
Regulus just wants to hold a family meeting. But you can't hold a family meeting unless you can get the whole family in the same place.
A prison break, wolfstar reunion, wolfsbane potion trials, blood magic pta moms get a name, another prison break, a unicorn, a rat, and a birthday.
(happy adoption day, Uncle Moony)
5-Moony, Bobcat, Padfoot and Prongs are proud to introduce Harry James Potter-Black
Harry's last year before Hogwarts. Lily and James are awake, we get the family meeting Regulus has been wanting, and everyone tries to figure out how to function again.
6-Mirror Images, Distorted Reflections
Year One (in progress)
7-Forbidden knowledge and misunderstood monsters
8-Turns (in the tides of war)
9-The choice no one gets to make
10-The ones who lived
11-I love (the ghost of) you
12-Roads unseen guide us home
13-Always and forever with you
Fan Art (yall, you have no idea how exciting it was to even just typer that omg)
From our beloved prompt giver, @anonymousqualities from little Luna in 4-Ragtag Little Family ❣️
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I posted 979 times in 2022
67 posts created (7%)
912 posts reblogged (93%)
Blogs I reblogged the most:
@maikanna
@logicgunn
@snapecentric
@half-blood-slytherpuff
@owlzerness
I tagged 467 of my posts in 2022
#snupin - 56 posts
#severus snape - 38 posts
#<3 <3 <3 <3 - 13 posts
#ask games - 13 posts
#stargate atlantis - 10 posts
#happy birthday sev - 9 posts
#harlivy - 8 posts
#asks - 8 posts
#tag games - 7 posts
#teen sev - 7 posts
Longest Tag: 103 characters
#and i don't wanna download it because i want to contribute to the ratings when it finally does get here
My Top Posts in 2022:
#5
Rules: List the first lines of your last 10 stories. See if there are any patterns. Choose your favorite opening line. Then tag some people to take part.
Thanks for tagging me @logicgunn! I haven't done this in a while :)
Well They're No Friends Of Mine
(hp, snupin, marauder's era, oneshot)
"Look at him. Skulking about as usual."
Puffed Up Like A...
(hp, lucius malfoy/oc, lucissa, oneshot)
It had not been real.
A Little Nudge
(sga, mcshep, oneshot)
“Fine,” Rodney announced, slamming his tray down on the table, “I give up.”
The Truth Will Out
(hp, snupin, multi chapter, adult)
He knows something is wrong before the potion even touches his lips.
The Reckoning of Severus Snape
(hp, severus snape/euphemia rowle, oneshot, adult, dark)
There was never any performance: no lustful moans or delicate sighs, no hair cascading artfully down one shoulder, no sweetly whispered words, and certainly no declarations of love.
I Like Mine With A Kiss
(hp, fleur/tonks, multi chapter, adult)
Ever since she was a little girl, Fleur simply could not stand mess.
The Potion Seller and the Wolf
(hp, snupin, multi chapter, fairytale au)
The forest held few surprises for Severus Snape.
Aurora
(hp, severus snape/aurora sinistra, oneshot, adult)
"Are you okay, love? Do you want to stop?"
Narcissa
(hp, snucissa, oneshot, adult)
"Lay back down, darling. That's a good boy."
Bellatrix
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27 notes - Posted February 19, 2022
#4
Kinky Snupin sex, you say?
Is there any other kind? lol.
I thought I had more recs but the only one I seem to have bookmarked is Five Time Lupin and Snape Should Not Have Had Sex At Order Headquarters (But Couldn't Help It) by Snegurochka. Seriously - it's got everything. Humour, angst, kink, and even has surprisingly sweet ending.
I'd quite like to do a kinky Snupin rec list at some point. If anyone has any they want to share please feel free to add to this post!
My kinkiest fic by far is The Truth Will Out which I am actually going to update - shocking I know - today or tomorrow!
29 notes - Posted March 29, 2022
#3
The Truth Will Out
A Remus/Severus fic
Rating: E
Summary: When Severus spikes his Wolfsbane with truth potion, Remus reveals something neither of them expected.
Tags: porn with plot, porn with feelings, bdsm, dom/sub elements, dom severus snape, sub remus lupin, bondage, edgeplay, spanking, humiliation
Chapter 11 is up in which it all breaks down at the role reversal. Or does it?
41 notes - Posted April 30, 2022
#2
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Remus Lupin/Severus Snape, Remus Lupin & Severus Snape, Lily Evans Potter & Severus Snape
Characters: Remus Lupin, Severus Snape, Lily Evans Potter, James Potter, Sirius Black, Peter Pettigrew, Mary Macdonald
Additional Tags: Pre-Slash, snupin - Freeform, POV Remus Lupin, Yule Ball (Harry Potter), Marauders Era (Harry Potter), Bullying, Dancing
Summary:
Whenever his friends pull a prank on Snape, Remus always looks the other way. But what if there's another option?
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My #1 post of 2022
I just need a scene at the Battle of Hogwarts where Snape reveals his loyalties by breaking his cover to save someone's life. Then I need an epically clichéd fight scene where he takes on like ten Death Eaters and wins easily. Oh and I need it set to a soundtrack - preferably a classic pop rock song completely incongruous to a fight scene but someone works incredibly well.
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HP Cest Fest 2024: Week 3 ☕️
Please enjoy Week 3 of our Fest's fantastic collection of creative works!
☕️ Week 3 Cest Stats
🖤 Blackcest (5)
💚 Malfoycest (2)
❤️ Pottercest (2)
🩶 Gauntcest (2)
🧡 Weasleycest (1)
💙 Othercest (1)
💛 Pseudocest (1)
💜 Selfcest (1)
☕️ Week 3 Fanworks ⤵️
📖🎨 a fire they can't put out | E | 4600 | Digital Art ❤️ Albus Severus Potter/Harry Potter
Albus returns from three years abroad. Plenty of time to forget what happened. If only Harry could.
📖 again and again | E | 9400 💜 Tom Riddle/Voldemort
“I know you aren’t going to kill me,” the boy said, looking up into Voldemort’s face without the slightest trace of fear. “You might as well invite me in.” Voldemort stepped aside and let the teenage Tom Riddle cross the threshold.
📖 ain't that like them (gifting life to you again) | E | 5000 💚 Draco Malfoy/Narcissa Black Malfoy
With Lucius carted off to Azkaban, Draco fills his role as man of the house. It does not go unnoticed by his mother.
📖 Daddy Issues | E | 2500 🖤 Sirius Black/Draco Malfoy
Two guys with daddy issues play around with a daddy kink.
📖 Daydream Myopia | E | 4400 🖤 Orion Black/Regulus Black, Regulus Black/Sirius Black
For the prompt, "There’s a bloodcurse that runs in the Black bloodline but rarely manifests, causing hallucinations and mental confusion....Regulus's trust is tethered to his parents and brother, as he navigates the boundary between reality and illusion."
📖 Empyrean | E | 1200 💚 Draco Malfoy/Scorpius Malfoy
There's no greater power than watching the one you love fall apart beneath you.
📖 fathers and sons | E | 1000 🖤 Orion Black/Regulus Black
Sirius had always been Mother's favourite, but Regulus was perfectly happy being a Daddy's boy.
📖 For it might come true | E | 5000 💛 Harry Potter/Sirius Black
Harry who lives with his Godfather gets a really cool birthday present.
📖 Lilium Candidum | E | 6800 🩶 Marvolo Gaunt/Ominis Gaunt
Marvolo is tasked by his father to follow Ominis's every move.
📖 Mirror of Desire | E | 1800 ❤️ Harry Potter/Lily Luna Potter
Lily Luna Potter is distraught at her brother's departure to Hogwarts. Harry cheers her up and shows her the pleasures of staying home for one more year.
📖 Playdates at Malfoy Manor | E | 9000 💙 Lucius Malfoy/Rose Weasley
‘The years are coming fast now, so why not let my guard down? Show her the things. All the things. My daughter says she wants to keep the old ways. She wants to play all the games, even the dangerous ones. In that regard, my Gryffindor daughter is just like her Gryffindor mother — bold.’
📖 Princess Treatment | E | 5400 🖤 Cygnus Black III | Walburga Black's Brother/Narcissa Black Malfoy
His sweet, innocent little princess. Daddy's girl. Soon to be Daddy's slut.
📖 secret sweetness | E | 3000 🩶 Marvolo Gaunt/Ominis Gaunt/Sebastian Sallow
Ominis has been writing letters to someone named 'Marvolo Gaunt', and he's been making mysterious biannual trips back home to Little Hangleton. When his boyfriend Sebastian stalks him on one of those trips, he finds out that those secrets are related . . . intimately.
📖 The Open Secret | E | 1900 🖤 Regulus Black/Sirius Black
"It's an open secret in their family, one that was kept inside the halls of their family estates. Not because Regulus and Sirius were ashamed of it, not at all, if they could have, they would have made it as public as they could, but because of the hassle it would have caused if it had come out. Because after all, they were brothers." -- Sirius and Regulus being obsessed with one another, unable to keep their hands to themselves.
📖 Two Wrongs Make A Right | E | 1600 🧡 Ron Weasley/Ginny Weasley/Harry Potter
Ginny and Ron ended their sexual relationship when Ginny got together with Harry, but it was difficult to stop the one thing that just felt so right. Eventually they began their relationship again, thinking they were sneaky, only to realise Harry had known about it for a while, and he wasn't as against it as they feared.
#hp cest fest#hp cest fest 2024#weekly roundup#week 3#blackcest#malfoycest#pottercest#weasleycest#gauntcest#othercest#pseudocest#cw incest#cw pseudo incest#cw dead dove#fic claim#art claim
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The King who doesn't want the crown.
Happy Birthday my beloved Padfoot! This is for you, honey.
This is from my Muggle AU in which The Lupins' used to work for The Black Family. They used to live in the little pool house at Grimmauld Place next to the Black Mansion for a while. So Sirius and Remus were childhood friends. Remus is transgender. His death name was Rosie just in case.
Hope you like it!
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Remus remembered the first birthday he spent with Sirius. It was four months after they met each other. It was Sirius' tenth birthday. Of course Remus didn't know at first. It was a lovely day, and Sirius knocked into The Lupins' door very early in the morning. They climbed into their favorite tree at The Black's property. Remus was freezing, hugging himself.
"Oh it is cold..."
And Sirius was ofly quiet, playing with a random branch he found. Making a pout. Remus observed. He was gonna ask what was going on when...
"SIRIUS!!"
The figure of little Regulus came running towards the tree. Both of them observed him.
"Happy Birthday!" Regulus screamed now out of breath "Oh, hi Rosie" he waved. Remus waved back.
Remus was suprised. He looked at Sirius.
"It is your birthday today?" Remus asked "What didn't you say anything?"
"Don't make it a big deal, Rosie" Sirius answered quickly.
Remus smiled "What's wrong? Afraid you're getting old?"
Sirius sighed "Three more years and I'll be a teen!" he rolled his eyes "I don't want to grow up ever. I want to be a kid forever so I can play with you"
Remus remembered he laughed to cover the fact he was blushing.
"Mother and Father are waiting you for breakfast!" Regulus yelled from down there "And our grandparents, uncles, aunt and cousins are coming for dinner later"
Remus hadn't met the rest of Sirius' family. His parents were intimidating, powerful and rich. Plus, his parent's bosses. But based on the face Sirius made then, Remus was sure they weren't nice people.
What Remus found out later that day, was that Sirius' birthday was a disaster. Bellatrix, his older cousin, thought it was about time he knew where baby's came from. And Sirius was tramautized. Andromeda and Narcissa didn't want to play with him anymore, because they were boring teen girls that only talked about boys. The whole day his parents scolded him for silly things, like the way he was sitting on the chair, how he was making faces to Regulus not to get bored and Regulus laughed, or the fact that he didn't want to eat his veggies. His Uncle Cygnus humiliated him with remarks of how wasn't well behaved. And then at dinner, he had to listen to his family talk about what Sirius needed to be as an adult.
Sirius knew that his family was rich because of the company. But he didn't know he was suposed to be the heir. When he became older, he would have to take the job his grandfather Pollux had. Be the President of the Company. He would have to assist meetings. And talk about boring numbers and things adults talk. He would have to wear a suit. He would have to be busy. He would have to travel abroad. He would have to get married to a woman and have children with her in the way Bellatrix said people have babies. Disgusting! And then he would have to leave them in charge of nannies and instructors like his parents did with him and his bother. Never hold them and kiss them like Remus' mum did with him. Sirius would have to scold them for every little thing.
"What if I don't want to, Rosie?" Sirius told Remus later, when they were sharing a chocolate cake that Remus' mum had prepared for Sirius as a present. Of course Sirius' parents didn't know he was there. And Sirius had tears in his eyes "I don't want to be the heir! I want to have adventures and never marry like my Uncle Alphard"
Remus thought carefully of what to say. Then he said:
"Then we'll just have to run away"
When Sirius smiled, Remus hoped that Sirius changed his mind about the marriage thing. Because Remus wouldn't mind marrying him back then.
Remus couldn't believe that Sirius was turning eighteen today. He was staring at the photo frame Remus gave him as a present. Sirius, Remus and Regulus when they were children dressed as pirates probably and looking so happy and carefree. Sirius was probably remembering a lot of things from his childhood. Remus didn't know if he remembered his tenth birthday like he did.
Sirius smiled "Look at Regulus' face. He was probably grumpy for something that day"
Remus smiled back "Yeah probably"
"Where did get this picture?"
"I found my mum's old camera"
Sirius let out a small chuckle and held the photo frame like a teddy. That made Remus happy.
"I am sorry I didn't get you something better but..."
"Hush Remus! I love it!" Sirius said looking into his eyes.
"Yeah?" Remus couldn't stop smiling.
"Yeah. Best present so far!"
Remus raised an eyebrow "So far?"
Sirius grinned mischiviously "I can get something better" he said leaning in for a kiss.
"Oh yeah?" Remus was leaning in as well.
"Aha..."
They were so close now. When Sirius closed his eyes, Remus did is as well. He wanted to kiss Sirius so badly. He had wanted to do that all day.
"Hello King!"
And they were interrupted. They broke apart. Of course it was Sirius' birthday and Remus couldn't have him for himself. They were in a costume party at the Common Room. For Halloween as well. There were drunk teenagers around. And it was funny and ironic that Sirius was dressed as a king. With Freddie Mercury's King Costume. With the sexy moustache and all.
Marlene walked out of the common room into the empty stairs that led into the dorms. Remus and Sirius weren't alone anymore. And Remus had to pretend Sirius was just his friend. Nobody knew about them yet. Because Sirius wasn't ready to tell.
"There you are" Marlene said "What are you doing here by yourselves?" she raised an eyebrow.
Remus saw the panic on Sirius' eyes.
"About to have a cig" Remus took the pack out of his pocket.
"I thought we weren't suppossed to smoke in here" Marlene frowned.
"The King is allowed to break the rules" Sirius faked a grin.
Remus had told Sirius he loved him, just because he wanted to. Not to receive an answer. But still hurt that Sirius hadn't said anything about it. He just pretended it didn't happen. Remus was trying to be patient with him.
Marlene shrugged.
"You haven't drunk with me, birthday boy!" she said already serving a drink. And Remus had learned that drunk Marlene was hyperactive and loud "You also haven't drunk with me!" she added pointing at Remus.
"The three shots we had before the party don't count, Marly Baby?" Sirius said adopting his flirtatious self.
Marlene made a frown trying to remember that. She was definitely very drunk.
"Shut up, wanker!" Marlene said anyway and gave Sirius a cup, making Sirius finish its insides. Then she poured some more and smiled at Remus "Your turn, Lupin"
"Is this the doctor's presciption?" Remus joked as he swallowed the strong vodka. It was funny because Marlene's costume was of a male doctor, with a moustache and all.
"Good boy!" Marlene chanted.
"Stop alcoholising people, Marlene" James came out as well with Lily between his arms. Lily who seemed like couldn't walk by herself "You gave enough to my girlfriend"
"Aaaae mah frien's!" Lily exclaimed happily just realizing they were there "James! They are here!" then she giggled, melting into James' chest.
But Marlene ignored this.
"Shut up, Potter" She served another drink and was going to give it to Lily but James took it first.
"Oh no! I am gonna drink this" he chunked the whole thing down making a face.
"Oh hey! You are all here. How weird" Mary and Peter came out as well now making the space by the stairs very short.
"The party comes where the King goes, Macdonald" Sirius winked. And Lily cheered for some reason.
"I was going to the loo..." Mary crossed her arms.
"With Wormy?" James raised an eyebrow.
Peter blushed "I was just making her company"
Mary nodded "Because nobody else was around"
"Yeah...making her company" James whispered.
"So polite" Sirius added.
They started making obscene gestures with their hands that only Remus saw luckily and giggling about it. Peter also noticed beacuse he gave them a middle finger but he was very red. Mary rolled her eyes. Marlene kept drinking. And Lily laughed but she was too drunk anyway.
"What's this?" Marlene took the photo frame from Sirius' hands before Sirius could do anything about it. When Marlene stared at it she laughed "OH MY GOD! Is this you as a kid? You had chubby cheeks!"
"I did not!"
Consequently everyone leaned in curious to see the picture in question. They all smiled and giggled.
"Are you dressed as a pirate?" Peter chuckled.
"Oh Padfoot! You were so adorable!" James exclaimed.
"There's Regulus" Lily pointed.
It was adorable how Sirius was getting blushy and embarrassed. Remus had to smile at that.
"Wait, who is that girl next to you?" Mary asked.
Sirius' eyes flickered towards Remus. Unsure of what to say or do. James and Peter knew, because they shared a dorm and were closer friends. But not the girls. And Remus didn't see the point in lying. They were his friends as well. Remus loved them.
"That's me" he said.
Mary, Marlene and Lily looked up at him. James and Peter looked at each other.
"Oh!" Mary exclaimed.
Remus could feel Sirius' eyes on him. He was surprised. Observing at Remus like he was crazy. After a minute of silence or so, Lily spoke again.
"You look adorable too, Remus" Lily giggled and smiled.
"Yeah!" Marlene agreed as well "I have something to bribe you two now" she said taking a picture of the photo frame.
"Oi, Marlene! Give me that back!" Sirius protested but nobody listened.
"NO!" Marlene poked out her tongue.
Remus was relieved. He really loved these people that accepted him for who he was.
Sirius was still looking at him. He looked kind of guilty.
Remus wasn't pressuring Sirius to come out or anything. He wasn't trying to prove a point. Remus just felt comfortable to be himself with the people he loved. And he hoped Sirius understood that these people would still love him no matter what. He could tell them anything when he was ready.
Mary smiled "Enough of silly conversations on the stairs... Let's go and dance"
The rest of the group cheered. That made Remus smile.
"Didn't you want to go to the loo?" Peter asked.
"Yeah! I'll be right back!" Mary yelled as she climbed the stairs quickly.
"I'll go and find my gorgeous partner" Marlene said, giving Sirius the frame back, making a peace sign and disappearing inside.
"Come on, birthday boy!" James winked at Sirius "The plebs are waiting for their king"
Sirius smiled at that. But James' words didn't seem like a simple joke to Remus anymore. Maybe he was totally right. Remus proveed that later that night as the party continued. And they were dancing and drinking.
Sirius had been born a King. Remus noticed that mostly all eyes were on him. Because he was a Black, because he was handsome and attractive as a person, because he was loud and loved the attention, or maybe because of the drama and gossip that his family involved.
Sirius had left Grimmauld Place that summer, and didn't want to do anything with his family, their Company or their Fortune. But Sirius had a natural crown. He had the pressure of being the Heir for his family, the casanova for the girls, the joker and prankster for his friends, and the black sheep for his parents and Regulus.
And then there was Remus. It was as if he existed in a different dimension for Sirius. Like Remus was the only one Sirius didn't have to pretend with. But that Sirius that Remus had fallen in love with, couldn't be. Remus wasn't sure if Sirius would have the privilage of being invisible like Remus was. To just do what he pleased. To just love who he wanted. To just be himself.
And Remus understood better why Sirius was so scared of making their thing public. Sirius had been raised to be in the spotlight and that meant that he learned to always care of what others thought or said. That made Remus think it would be impossible for them to be open. Maybe someone like Sirius should date someone on the same level of visibility. Another star. Someone who he wouldn't be ashamed of.
Remus concluded that Sirius never wanted that crown, but the crown would be with him everywhere he went. Sirius was tied to be A King and not simply Sirius. And that wasn't fair, was it?
When Sirius crossed eyes with him later as he danced and he smiled, Remus smiled back and raised his cup. He knew what he had to do.
"Happy Birthday, King" he whispered.
Remus would have to end up things with Sirius. Even if that hurt.
#marauders era#the marauders#maraudersera#sirius black#remus lupin#wolfstar#november 3rd#james potter#lily evans#jily#mary macdonald#marlene mckinnon#peter pettigrew#muggle au#trans remus lupin
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Birthday (D.M.)
Summary: Draco gets a surprise birthday party. That’s the summary. Soz.
Warnings: fluff. Just tooth rotting fluff and implied filth after the cut—feel free to skip.
A/n: just a short ficlet set in an AU were everyone is friends with everyone (as if I’d forget Mr. Blonde ferret’s birthday! )This was supposed to be longer but I used all my brain cells writing a Fred smut and now I’m finally off to sleep.
Word count: 610
The gardens at the back of the Malfoy Manor was decorated with shimmering, twinkling white lights.
A rather long table was set up inside a gazebo—filled with cheese and charcuterie boards, deliciously extravagant finger food as well as miniature tarts and pies.
In the middle of the table rested a huge tub filled to the brim with ice to keep the champagne chilled.
“Is everyone here yet?” Theo asked out loud as he looked around the premises.
Harry and Ginny, both dressed to the nines, were engaged in a deep conversation with Hermione while Ron was busy making Lily and James giggle.
Pansy, dressed in a midnight blue dress, carried little Scorpius in her arms while Albus held tightly onto her index finger.
Andromeda, Narcissa and Teddy, looking as polished and put together as ever, were already seated in their respective chairs.
The only person missing was y/n. The person who’d spent the entirety of last week putting this little auspicious gathering together for her husband who was still at work.
“Where is y/n?” Theo asked Blaise who was busy casting a spell around the birthday cake to keep it from melting due to the warm June air.
“Oh, she went to change.” Blaise shrugged. “If our estimation is correct, Draco will still take about twenty more minutes to be home.”
“Fair enough.” Theo nodded and helped Blaise with the cake.
After another ten or so minutes y/n walked out of the manor dressed in an all-black, body hugging dress that somehow paid homage to Draco’s usual all black suit.
It was like after years and years of being together, some of Draco had rubbed off on y/n.
“He should be here anytime now.” Y/n said excitedly as everyone got ready in their respective seats at the table.
And just as predicted, they heard footsteps walking towards the back door that led to the gardens.
Draco was home.
“Y/n?” Everyone heard Draco call out. “Y/n? Scorp? Where are you?”
And then they heard the door swing open.
“Surprise!” Everyone said out loud in unison as they watched Draco’s grey eyes widen.
“Happy birthday my love.” Y/n said smiling as she walked towards her husband with Scorpius holding her hand.
“Oh y/n...is this what you have been up to all week?” Draco said softly as he leaned in to press a sweet little kiss on his wife’s lips.
“Happy birthday dadda.” Scorp said, hugging Draco’s leg and he instantly scooped Scorp up in his arms.
Draco beamed at the sight in front of him as he silently thanked the universe for being kind to him even when he himself was sometimes, somewhat unkind in the past.
The limitless flow of champagne on expensive champagne flutes, the cake, the laughter from his family, his friends, both old and new—maybe birthdays weren’t so bad after all.
And when he felt his wife’s hand caressing his leg from under the table he could for a fact state that birthdays were actually pretty bloody awesome.
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Draco walked back to his bedroom and sank into his bed after putting Scorpius to sleep.
“I was quite surprised to be honest.”
“Well, that’s the whole point of a surprise Draco.” Y/n chuckled as she stood in front of her vanity, removing pins from her carefully twisted up-do.
“Well, I honestly wasn’t expecting it.” Draco said as he watched soft and shiny strands of hair fall one after another on y/n’s back.
“Well, then, I guess this would be a good time for your second surprise.” Y/n smirked, unclipping her bra and flinging it into the abyss.
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NSFW: SEX SCENES!!!
Alice wakes up to kisses being trailed down her neck to her breasts and hands roaming all over her body. Her eyes flutter open, and she looks down to see her wife under her shirt. “Cissa.” She says groggily. “What are you doing?”
“Giving you a birthday surprise.”
“The kids-”
“They’re with their dads so we have some time alone.”
“But-”
“You have no excuse.”
Alice groans and pulls off her shirt showing Narcissa about to grab her breast. “Fine. Suck away.”
Narcissa just grins up at her and says, “Oh, I’ll be doing much more than that.”
Alice moans as Narcissa starts sucking and massaging her right breast then switches to the left. "Cissa." She moans out her wife's name.
Narcissa smirks up at her and goes farther down, pulling down her pajama bottoms in the process. Narcissa smiles yet again before disappearing between Alice's legs. Narcissa's tongue darts across her wet pussy before a finger slides in along with her tongue. Alice can practically feel her wife smiling at how much she's moaning, and she can.
Narcissa and Alice smile the whole way down the stairs after an hour of sex. Narcissa starts up the breakfast and leads Alice back upstairs for breakfast in bed.
Narcissa blindfolds her wife all throughout the car ride and her friends and their kids are right in front of her when she finally takes it off.
Alice smiles widely when she sees Frank and his wife, Hestia, with their kids and hers and Franks. She also sees Lucius with Lila and Draco off to the side smiling at how happy Narcissa is. Mary, Marlene, and Lily smile at her when she cuts her cake, then smashing it in her face when she tries to hand it to Marlene.
Alice laughs. "You guys are the best."
"We know." Marlene replies.
"Thank you."
"It was Cissa's idea. Not ours."
Alice smiles at them. "Well, I'll be sure to thank her tonight, but for now, thank you." Lily, Mary, and Marlene smile at her and go back to their kids, making sure they have cake and ice cream.
"Did you have a good day, mom?" Neville asks.
"Yeah, did you?" The twins, Juliana and Nicky ask at the same time.
"Did you mom?" The other twins, Lila and Draco ask.
Alice smiles at them. "Of course I did. It was the most amazing day a mom could ask for."
"I bet it was." Narcissa whispers in her ear.
"Can we come home now?" Lila asks.
"No, not yet." Narcissa says to her daughter. "Stay with your dad for one more night, then We'll come pick you up in the morning, okay?"
Draco and Lila both nod and run to Lucius's car to go to sleep. Neville, Juliana, and Nicky run to their brothers, William and Alexander, and get in the car with Frank and Hestia, both parents driving off one after the other.
James smiles at her. "Nice to see you happy, Al." He says when Narcissa walks away to talk to her sisters, Bellatrix and Andromeda.
Alice smiles at him and looks back to her wife. "I am. I really am, Jamie."
James smiles at her when she turns back to him. "I'm glad. You deserve it." He turns around to look at the view of the sky at the top of the hill. "You know, I remember the day we found this place. Do you?"
"Like it was yesterday."
“We were all so drunk and we just came from a party.”
“A Slytherin party.”
“Oh, yes. Because Marlene had to drag us to her girlfriend's party, so she’ll have company.”
Alice laughs remembering that day. “And yet, she never talked to us, just made out with Dorcas.”
James laughs, too. “And Sirius and Remus were off in a corner making out.”
“And a lot of others.”
“Oh, yeah.” He laughs. “We all were so drunk and couldn’t even remember falling asleep up here, let alone actually walking up here.”
Alice laughs again. “We didn’t even have a car to drive so I don’t even know how we got this far from the party.”
“That was one of the days where we all were together without any fighting.”
Alice smiles. “I wish we could go back to that day.”
James smiles from beside her, as well. “Me, too.”
Alice pats James’s shoulder after five minutes of watching the sunset and says, “Well, I think it’s time we leave. See you later, Jamie.” James turns to her and hugs her.
“Happy birthday, Al.” He whispers by her ear. “Have the best night.”
“Who says we’ll be doing anything?” She asks as they pull away.
James raises his eyebrows. “Your kids going to their dads on a weekday.”
Alice laughs. “Oh, that. Guess you caught us.” Alice smiles as she walks away and says, “Better go fuck my wife.”
“Dad, what does fuck mean?” Euphemia asks James.
Alice laughs as James yells, “Alice!” And Narcissa and Alice just drive away, leaving James to explain and everyone else to clean up.
#happy birthday to our alice fortescue!!!#ao3#archive of my own#ao3 fanfic#ao3 writer#marauders era#alice fortescue#narcissa black#james potter#marlene mckinnon
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Monthly shout-out to every fanfic creator for all fandoms! Thank you for posting your talent for free and making our fandoms a more creative place. <3 This fic rec includes 12 fics from One Direction, Harry Potter, and Teen Wolf fandoms.
Larry (One Direction)
1. Praise the Mutilated World by @eeveelou, @creamcoffeelou | dystopian AU - A/B/O - on par with Hunger Games for dystopian world/plot - maybe its the feminism but I saw some parallels between governing of vagina-welders and omegas - 106k
It was August when everything changed.
By October, the leaves changed, and so did Louis’ heart.
2. i'll be someone who won't be forgotten by @socialiststyles | oof oof oof this hit close to home (for Sagittariuses) - love confessions - friends to strangers to lovers - angst with a happy ending - 27k
"I’m just—" (Harry hiccups) "there’s a lot here."
And – yeah. There are oceans between them and mountain ranges surrounding them and Louis can feel tectonic plates shifting beneath his unsteady feet, pulling them further and further apart by the heartbeat. There are countries of distance, but there are pages and maps and textbooks of shared histories, moments documented and carefully filed away and Louis can’t remember thinking complete thoughts before he thought of Harry.
3. Send Me Your Pillow (The One That You Dream On) by @lesbianiconharrystyles | this was so soft and lovely - gAyBO - omega/omega - fluff and anxiety - 1k
Harry is embarrassed to realize he's nesting but can't stop stealing Louis' things for his nest.
4. falling, catching by tsuneni | light academia - first time - strangers to lovers - creatives in love - 23k
Harry’s jotting down some more notes when he feels a thud on his right shoulder. He doesn’t flinch, thank God, because when he turns his head to the right his suspicions are confirmed. The boy has fallen asleep on Harry’s shoulder.
When Harry lets out the breath he had been holding, the sleeping boy pushes his nose further into the burgundy fabric of Harry’s sweater, and wraps his arm around Harry’s waist.
This boy is going to be the death of him.
Wolfstar (Harry Potter)
5. I Tried Writing Your Name In The Rain, But It Never Came, So I Used The Sun Instead by @lenscribbles | I loved that Remus was a POC and his Syrian mother is amazing - friends to lovers - mutual pining - and nothing bad happens to them ever in the future :) - 12k
Don’t get Remus wrong. He loves his friends, he does! Loves them to the moon and back in fact. They’re his people, his favorite part of everyday, his found family. He’d do anything for them. But the thing is that doesn’t take away from the very simple fact that his friends are fucking ridiculous. Remus knows this, has known it for five years now. But it doesn’t stop him from startling awake on the morning of his sixteenth birthday surprised by the sound of fireworks exploding in their dormitory and a raucous chorus of “Happy birthday Moony!” being shouted into his ear with jaunty gusto.
“You are wicked, wicked wizards,” Remus moans from where he refuses to get up on his bed, covering his face with his hands, a good call on his end considering that the very next moment he feels a cascade of confetti pouring all over him. “The worst of the worst! You deserve to rot in Azkaban!”
“Oh how you flatter us Moonykins,” Sirius croons, pulling him up while James and Peter begin a frankly awful rendition of For He’s A Jolly Good Fellow.
6. Our Destiny in the Stars by orphan_account | non-magical AU - body insecurity issues - trans Sirius - amputee Remus - 11k
Having no luck in the dating field, and insecure about his body, Remus checks out a dating website which offers the users the opportunity to get to know a person before seeing what they look like. It's during this time he meets Sirius, an enthusiastic teacher--and they immediately click. When they agree to meet, Remus sees a photo of Sirius and immediately panics. He's too good looking to ever be interested in someone like Remus. What the tawny-haired man doesn't know, is Sirius has already checked him out online and has fallen head over heels for the adorable editor.
Drarry (Harry Potter)
7. Old Magic (series) by @mystickitten42 | Drarry runs away together pree-HBP - very realistic getting-together - Narcissa is the GOAT - poor Sirius stuck in the middle - 2+ parts
Harry is undeniably numb. Still reeling from the sudden death of his godfather, he’s back at the Dursleys and everything seems hopeless. One day bleeds into the next. But, as they say, nature abhors a vacuum…
Draco is unimpressed. The Dark Lord and his infernal giant snake have taken over Malfoy Manor and he’s confined to his rooms. He feels like a prisoner and it’s just not right. He’s a Malfoy. Itching for confrontation he decides to go visit Harry Potter.
Things don’t go according to plan.
8. The Importance of Being Draco Malfoy (series) by @upon-poppyhills | this is just great, I love that without memories Draco is without prejudice - Harry goes from suspicious to denial to crushing - brief but wonderful Draco/Justin Finch-Fletchley - I can't wait for everyone to find out about Draco's head - 3+ parts
The answer to the age-old question, "What if instead of a scratch on the arm, Buckbeak had stomped on Draco's head instead and caused tragic memory loss?"
It was a truth universally acknowledged that the path to reforming a Slytherin prince never did run smooth.
9. Dear Cousin, Love Regulus by @xx-thedarklord-xx, @llap115 | I confused this with another fic so I never read it until now and it's THE BEST - Drarry talk like dark academia boys sometimes - I'm so glad Draco had Regulus T.T - when he meets the Regulus portrait!! *screams* - 86k
As the sole Malfoy heir, Draco understood that his path was set long before his birth; who to be, how to act and what his choices should be. What he had not counted on was the power of outside influences. Letters from his deceased cousin caused him to realize that he did have choices, starting with the choice to be someone else, to be who he wanted to be. The road to self-discovery was difficult and navigating that path in the shadow of Harry Potter was its own challenge but maybe, just maybe, his friends would help him along the way. And he would owe it all to Regulus Black.
10. bury the dead where they're found by @rocketdocket | THIS FIC is the ultimate found family fic - sometimes people prefer the closet and that's awesome! - PTSD and suicidal thoughts - queer people are just better than the straights, sorry not sorry - 52k
The war is over. Or at least, that's how it feels for everyone else. But not for Harry. He can't escape the memories and the nightmares of the war, or his guilt about those who died for him. While all he wants is to be alone, finding a family in the most unlikely of places may be just what he needs.
Sterek (Teen Wolf)
11. A Californian Werewolf in New York by @dancinbutterfly, knight_changes | I love that Oz from Buffy is just there - friends to lovers - bottom Derek - misunderstandings - 16k
When Derek finally realizes that there's nothing left for him in Beacon Hills, he goes back to New York, gets a life, falls in love and finds his home.
12. (they say) this should feel something like fire by dallisons | mental and physical trauma - Boyd & Stiles friendship - dream!Erica - rebuilding - 11k
"Turn it off." The pack looked up, stunned into silence by the first words they'd heard from him in weeks.
Stiles stood, trembling - his knees weak. He tried to run and collapsed, his bad leg failing him once again. Derek caught him. "Turn it off," he said, his voice unmistakably a growl.
The water continued leaking from the loose faucet, and all Stiles heard was Erica's blood against the concrete. Drip. Drop. Drip. Drop. Drip. Drop. Drip.
#hljournal#drarry#wolfstar#sterek#monthly fic rec#multifandom fic rec#july fic rec#fic rec#larry stylinson#larrie hijinks
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Christmas Special of The Keeper of the Diamond (Severus Snape x reader & Lucius Malfoy x reader)
By yan-senna
Other links to the story: Wattpad / AO3
The Keeper of the Diamond series
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This chapter is a little over 1k words long. I hope you enjoy!
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Dec 15 - Research in Grimmauld Place
Word count: 1.1k
TW: Mentions of death and kidnapping
It’s morning in Malfoy Manor. Lopsy the House Elf wakes everyone up so they are ready for the meeting.
As they are eating breakfast, Lucius is munching his way through the meal. Narcissa chuckles. She’s so happy that her husband finally regained his appetite.
Snape rolls his eyes, however. He doesn’t want to be the one to listen to Lucius’ complaints when he gains a bit of weight.
“So, now that Lucius has eaten all the food, should we go to the Headquarters?” Laura asks.
While eating his last bite, Lucius glares at her, muttering “Muggles” under his breath.
As everybody nods, they all rise from their seats and apparate to Grimmauld Place number twelve. They then enter the building, ignoring the screaming painting.
“There you are-“ Black says just as he sighs in irritation.
He then silences the painting. “Much better” he mutters.
He then faces the newcomers once more.
“Finally, you are here. We have been waiting. Now, come on. Everybody is in the dining room” he says as he starts walking towards the room. The others follow him as they enter.
They then sit down by the dinner table to join the others - Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Ginny, the twins, the Trio, Draco, Dumbledore and Lupin.
“Now that we are all gathered, we need to discuss a few things, yes? Why don’t you girls start?” Dumbledore asks as he looks at Y/N, Laura and Vera.
Snape huffs. The old fool just won’t start admitting he didn’t tell them something VERY important.
Y/N gulps. “Well, you see, there has lately been strange things going on near our school…” she starts.
Vera nods. “Yeah, we believe somebody is turning people into stone” she tells them.
Everybody gasps at that. People are turned into stone?
Lucius and Snape look at each other. They both have an idea who’s behind this.
“Out of the blue, people just stop moving. They turn into a grey-ish colour, like stones” Laura explains.
As everybody takes in the information, Mr. Weasley has a question.
“Why didn’t you girls tell us sooner? You could have written to Snape” he slowly says as he looks at Y/N.
Laura and Vera give her a sympathetic look while the girl’s cheeks turn red from embarrassment.
“I lost it” she confesses, looking down at the table.
Black snorts in disbelief. “You lost the notebook Snivellus gave you for your birthday? Good job” he taunts.
Everybody glares at him. “Sirius…” Lupin warns.
Looking at Y/N having tears in her eyes, Black immediately regrets what he just said.
He gulps. “I’m so sorry, Y/N. I didn’t mean that” he says, apologising.
Y/N sniffs, wiping away her tears. “It’s okay, you are right. If I wasn’t so careless, then I wouldn’t have lost it” she says, her eyes red.
Black feels really bad now. And the dangerous glares from Snape and Lucius aren’t helping.
Lupin gives the girl a reassuring smile. “You aren’t careless, Y/N. The notebook was probably stolen” he suggests.
Y/N slowly nods. She hadn’t thought about that.
As Snape is on the opposite side of the table, he gently nudges Y/N’s leg with his own to reassure her. She gives him a thankful smile.
Harry then clears his throat. “We have something important to tell you as well” he tells the girls.
The three of them look puzzled. Have they experienced something too?
Hermione decides to be the one to tell them.
“Yes. You see, two Azkaban prisoners escaped about a week ago. And I believe they are the ones who are behind what’s going on near your school. We all believe they are the ones who also kidnapped the baby peacock” she states, giving the Malfoys a sympathetic look.
Lucius’ lips are trembling while Narcissa puts a reassuring hand on his shoulder.
Puzzled, Vera looks at everyone. “Wait a minute, a WEEK ago? Why didn’t YOU guys tell us sooner?” she questions, crossing her arms.
They all look at Dumbledore who merely gives a sad smile.
Laura huffs at that. “Lemon-obsessed old fool” she mutters under her breath.
Ron and Draco can’t help but snort at that. Ignoring them, the Headmaster rises from his seat.
“I believed it was the wisest thing to do. I now see I was wrong, you have my apologies. Anyway, I suggest we look for answers in the library of Grimmauld Place. We need answers as to how they are turning people into stone and how we can stop them” he declares.
Nodding, they all do so as they head to the library. Laura is glaring at Dumbledore while walking.
After a few hours of searching, they finally find something.
“Here it is! This book states that one can turn people into stone by using the Ring of Darkness. If the people affected by the curse of the Ring of Darkness are not saved before one week plus one day later, then they will perish” Hermione reads out loud.
Everybody gasps. Ron groans, though.
“Ugh, now we need to figure out what day that is!” he exclaims. Hermione rolls her eyes at him.
“When was the first time you noticed people turning into stone?” Harry asks the three girls.
Y/N thinks for a while. “I believe it was the ninth of December” she states.
Vera gasps. “Then we have to save people before the twenty-fourth of December!” she exclaims, quickly figuring it out.
Everybody gulps. They need to save everyone before Christmas.
“How are we going to save them?” Mrs. Weasley then asks, sounding worried.
Hermione continues to read. “They can be saved by using the Ring of Light. They have pictures right here, the one we need is white while the one the escapees have is black. The coordinates of their locations are in the book, too!” she states.
Dumbledore looks everybody in the eye. “It’s settled, then. In two days, we will leave to find the Ring of Light and stop the escapees before it’s too late” he declares.
Y/N then remembers something. “You never told us who the escapees are” she reminds them.
There is a moment of silence.
Lucius sighs. “One of them is… Bellatrix. Nobody knows who the second person is, though. All we know is that it’s a man. A very mysterious man, it seems” he finally says.
Y/N widens her eyes. Bellatrix? Was Bellatrix really in her room four days ago when she had one of her usual nightmares?
Everybody looks a bit worried. Can they save everybody in time? Or will Bellatrix and the mysterious man ruin Christmas?
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#harry potter#fanfiction#the keeper of the diamond#severus snape#severus snape x reader#lucius malfoy#lucius malfoy x reader#reader#christmas#christmas special
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The Last Day Of Summer
Chapter 4 of Messrs. Moony And Padfoot Are Proud To Present The Adoption Of Prongslet
Summary: Harry and his friends celebrate the last day of summer before returning to Hogwarts.
Warnings: none
A/N: pls read the explanation in my masterlist :) also I’ve slightly changed my story a little from how it was on Wattpad. Originally, Harry & Draco started dating, but as I was copying it up I realised Sirius is Draco’s uncle and he just adopted Harry so they’re technically cousins, so it felt too weird to carry on with :)
“So, Harry, what would you like to do today, as it’s the last day of summer?” asked Sirius. “We have to do something fun!”
Harry grunted an almost ununderstandable ‘I don’t know’ and shrugged as he ate his last mouthful of bacon, then swallowed and said, “Why don’t you choose?”
Remus thought for a while. “Do you want to have a party? Like a last summer blowout?”
Harry pondered. It would be nice to see his friends before they headed back to Hogwarts. “Yeah. Yeah, can we have a party?”
They spent the next two hours sending out invitations, blowing assorted amounts of balloons up (they had regular coloured ones, glitter ones, polka dots and exploding ones), setting out a buffet of food for the guests to eat (muggle foods, as he wanted to invite his Muggleborn friends and their parents too) and cleaning the place up.
“I think we’re just about done!” exclaimed Remus as he dried the soap residue off of his hands.
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Later on, the three of them were sat in the lounge waiting for the guests to arrive. The first guests to arrive were the Weasleys, as they happened to be visiting Arthur at the Ministry. Then came Hermione and Mr & Mrs Granger, who brought Harry some dentistry gifts (he reminded himself to give them to Mr Weasley later when they left).
Next came Seamus and Dean with Mr & Mrs Finnigan. Harry had heard that Dean’s parents had passed away at the start of the summer, so he was adopted by Seamus’ parents.
After that, Neville arrived, and briefly told Harry his grandmother was out with her friend, so he had to come alone.
Draco arrived soon with Narcissa. “Hello, Draco, how are you?”
“Nice to see you Harry,” He nodded and smiled. “Oh, Mother, do you have the gift I chose?”
“Ah, yes, it’s here,” said Narcissa, reaching into her black handbag and pulling out a turquoise box with a purple ribbon wrapped around it. She then gave it to her son, and said to Harry, “He’s got good taste,”
“Thank you, Mother. Why don’t you go and talk to Remus and Uncle Sirius?” he replied to her, giving her a look that clearly said ‘please go away now’.
“Okay. See you later,boys,” she said while she walked away.
“So, my gift?” asked Harry.
Draco took a deep breath in to diffuse his anger. “Yes. Here.” He passed it to him, “I was visiting my cousins in Croatia when your birthday rolled around. So, Happy Belated Birthday, Harry Potter,”
“Oh, thank you, Draco!” He said and opened it up. He gently picked off the edges of the box lid and took it off. “What’s this?” he said, picking up a small brooch.
“It’s the Black family brooch. We all have one, and since Uncle Sirius just adopted you, I thought you should have one too,”
“Oh, thank you, Draco, that’s so sweet!”
“You’re welcome. Anyway, I need to go talk to Granger about our potions homework. See you later, Harry,”
“Bye, Draco,”
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Modern Love
tackytiger @tackytigerfic
Chapters: 8/8 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter Characters: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Lucius Malfoy, Narcissa Black Malfoy, Andromeda Black Tonks, Teddy Lupin Additional Tags: Draco Malfoy in the Muggle World, Slow Burn, Oblivious Harry Potter, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, idiots to lovers, Politics, Ministry of Magic (Harry Potter), Songfic, Friendship, Found Family, Mentions of Cancer, References to Illness, Chemotherapy, references to canonical child abuse, references to canonical deaths, References to Depression, Drunkenness, Sad Harry Potter, Church Services, Hymns, Atheism, Kissing in Church, Religious Discussion, Light Angst, Boxing & Fisticuffs, Minor Injuries, Blood and Injury, Gay vicar, Original Character(s), Original Character Illness, Magical Theory (Harry Potter), Scars, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Happy Ending, Minor Draco Malfoy/ Sexy Tall Vicar, Draco Kisses Someone Briefly That’s All I Promise, Magic/Muggle Relations, Jealousy, Family Drama Series: Part 1 of Modern Love
Summary:
Harry Potter, of all people, knows that life isn’t always fair. And no one gets to be happy all of the time. But surely there’s something more—something better—than a rubbish Ministry job, and a lonely old house, and that feeling that everyone out there is doing a better job of living than Harry is.
And it really doesn’t seem fair that Draco Malfoy is back in Harry’s life, all of a sudden, and even though he’s wandless, and living with Muggles, and making his mother cry with his lifestyle choices, he’s happy. So what’s he doing right, that Harry isn’t?
Because things don’t really change, do they? And if Harry can’t be happy, he’ll settle for a good night’s sleep, some posh antiques, and the opportunity to find out what Malfoy has been up to for all these years.
And that’s what starts it all.
Excerpt:
“Do you know,” he says conversationally, “when I was little, my mother used to wash my hair for me.”
“I did not know that,” Harry says gravely. “Though I can’t say I’m surprised. It was always particularly glossy-looking when we were at school.”
The disadvantage of Malfoy being so close, Harry discovers, is that it’s easy for him to find the softest bit of Harry’s tummy to pinch.
“I was actually quite a cosseted child. Spoiled rotten in fact. You may find that astonishing when you consider what a delight I was as a teenager. But my parents were busy people. My father ran the estate, and spent a lot of time in London, of course. So I didn’t see them much in the evenings. The nursery was in its own wing, naturally, and my nanny was very attentive.“
Harry snorts at that, but then thinks about tiny Draco with his face upturned toward Lucius, alight with worship, and feels a bit sad.
"So it was my favourite thing when I was small, having my mother give me a bath. It was always a very special treat. She’d sit on the floor with her sleeves rolled up and the front of her robes would get all wet and foamy from me splashing, but she never minded. And she’d keep spelling the water hot so I could stay in for as long as I wanted.”
Harry can’t imagine it. He vaguely remembers when he was tiny, standing shivering in the Dursleys’ avocado-coloured bath while Petunia sprayed him with tepid water from the shower head, scrubbed him with carbolic soap. And then after a while, she stopped even doing that. Harry used to sneak in and wash when no one noticed, used to pile his clothes in with the rest of the laundry, since he was the one doing it anyway. But he knows that as a child he was probably never all that clean. How did no one ever notice, he wonders, not for the first time. Why did no one care?
“And when I was tired and wanted to get out, she’d turn me around with my back to the edge—” Harry hears the snap of a bottle lid, smells something fresh and sharp, like the crush of sun-hot meadow grass (like Malfoy, he thinks) “—and she’d wash my hair for me.”
Then Malfoy’s hand is on Harry’s hair, and he starts to rub gentle, workmanlike circles from Harry’s crown down to his nape. He pulls his other hand back from around Harry’s body, though he stays close enough that Harry can still feel him against his back, and then he starts to work through Harry’s hair with both hands. His fingers are strong, raising bubbles at Harry’s temples, moving with pure intent through the curls that are flattened and lengthened by water, resting at his nape for a moment, gathering the curls in his fist then releasing them as he lathers, sluices, strokes.
It’s all Harry can do to keep quiet. Having Malfoy touch him like this—having anyone touch him like this—feels like too much. No one has ever laid hands on him like this, with such focus, like he’s the only thing that matters.
And he thinks of Narcissa crying at Andy’s kitchen table all those months ago, and how he had wondered why anyone would want to cry over Malfoy, of all people. How stupid he had been, how stupid and short-sighted, to think that Malfoy was unlovable just because Harry had him all neatly tidied away in his mind, relegated to uselessness by some weird little childhood rivalry.
Malfoy is probably the most lovable person Harry can think of, it turns out—he just hadn’t known it before. And in the end, it was just a case of Malfoy deciding to let Harry love him, that was all. Once Malfoy made that decision, there was nothing Harry could have done.
And now he knows how Narcissa feels, because his eyes are smarting with the sour threat of unshed tears. He wants to cry over arguing with Malfoy, who is one of his best friends and who he’s pretty sure he’d do anything for, and when did that even happen?
Malfoy’s hands are still in Harry’s hair, and the lather is sliding down Harry’s body to puddle at their feet, and he doesn’t think anything has ever felt quite so intimate as the insistent pressure of Malfoy’s fingers on the hidden curves of bone behind Harry’s ears. Malfoy keeps talking.
“She was so gentle with me,” he says. His voice is nearly a whisper, but his mouth is so close to Harry’s ear that every word carries over the water. “She used to say, ‘I’ll take care of you, sweetheart. I’ll take care of you.’”
He tugs his fingers through the lengths of Harry’s hair, lets the water rinse him clean, then lets his hands fall to Harry’s shoulders, his thumbs moving in restless circles over the notches of Harry’s spine.
“I’ll take care of you, sweetheart,” he says again, and it means something different this time—something for the now, rather than an echo of the past—and Harry hadn’t realised how long he’d been waiting to hear that. Usually, taking care of Harry is a duty. And some people hated him for it, and even the people who didn’t ended up getting hurt, dying.
Malfoy says it like it’s easy, like it’s a gift. Like it’s not a chore at all, just a simple pleasure.
Harry lets his head fall back onto Malfoy’s shoulder, so Malfoy’s face fits snug in the curve of Harry’s throat, and Malfoy’s arms drop down to fit around Harry’s waist again. Harry isn’t sure how long they stay there, but the water starts to run cool, and the creaking pipes make a resentful thumping sound when Harry fiddles with the dial to turn the heat up.
“When I came into the shower,” Malfoy murmurs, “I was going to kiss you.”
And Harry’s blood does that dizzying swoop that sometimes happens around Malfoy, only this time it all rushes straight to his wet naked cock, and he’s hard and getting harder at just the thought of a kiss, and he wonders distantly if instead of being mad about Malfoy, he’s just going a bit mad in general. It’s been a while since he’s been with anyone, after all. And it’s been even longer than that again since he’s been with someone he likes so much.
“Only I thought…” Malfoy’s low, amused voice is a torture device this close to his ear. “I thought if I kissed you, we would probably end up fucking, Which… you know. It might not be such a bad thing, to get it out of our systems. Right? And it would probably be really good.”
“Thanks,” Harry says distantly, absurdly.
“For you Potter, because it would be sex with me, please keep up. But then I got in here with you and I ended up talking about my fucking mother to you, telling you things I’ve never told anyone, and I could feel you getting all tense and weird about how those arsehole Muggles of yours never took care of you, let alone that prick Dumbledore who at least was supposed to be one of the good guys.”
He sighs again, moves his face away from where he’s still nuzzling Harry’s neck, and hooks his chin over Harry’s shoulder. His arms tighten around Harry’s middle.
“And I remembered that sex is easy. It’s so fucking easy, and because it would be good, it might feel like the right thing to do. But we’ve worked so hard at this, haven’t we? Yeah, I know it’s a horror to have to talk about it, but fuck it. We’re friends now, but it took so long to get here. Have you ever had to work so hard at something before?“
“Well. I mean, I did have to kill Voldemort when I was seventeen?”
“I’m including that, and I’m including your opening waltz at the Yule Ball because that was a study in despair for all concerned, including those of us who had to sit through it. Look, we took a while to get here, is what I’m saying. It probably felt like a terrible idea most of the time we were doing it. God, remember that first time at Fand’s? The first time my friends found out about you? Weasley’s birthday party? But then I didn’t even notice when the you part of it all started being something easy. And if we kiss, we have to figure the whole thing out again. So now I don’t know what to do. Because…” —the ghost of a hot breath against Harry’s ear, and the shivery feeling of Malfoy’s mouth moving close enough to touch Harry’s skin— “… I would really like to kiss you now, and I don’t know how to feel about that.”
( •ॢ◡-ॢ)-♡*✲゚*。⋆♡ོ
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