#harry potter ao3

[ghost-mora]

Chapters: 11/? Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Harry Potter/Original Character(s) Characters: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Luna Lovegood, Neville Longbottom, Hermione Granger, Severus Snape, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Narcissa Black Malfoy, Lucius Malfoy, Daphne Greengrass, Astoria Greengrass, Blaise Zabini, Original Characters, Theodore Nott, Pansy Parkinson, Cedric Diggory, George Weasley, Fred Weasley, Ron Weasley Additional Tags: Wolf Harry Potter, Slow Burn, Teenagers, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Hogwarts, Hogwarts Inter-House Friendships Summary:

Todo a terminado

Harry Potter dio su último aliento

A pesar de eso lucharon hasta destrozar sus cuerpos y almas

Hasta que ya no le quedó nadie

Un destello verde fue lo último que vio antes de caer en batalla.

Ari despertó, estaba confundida, ¿Por qué era tan pequeña?, y más importante ¿Por que seguía con vida?, ¿Todo había sido un sueño?, no podía ser.

Luego de haber vivido todos los sucesos de la guerra con todas las perdidas que eso implicaba despertó, otra vez con once años. Tendría que pasar por todo otra vez.

Pero algo tenía claro: No iba a permitir que las cosas terminaran igual.

. . Este fanfic es una re escritura de Harry Potter que hice con mucho cariño, este es un clasico cliché de viaje en el tiempo, habrá muchas aventuras nuevas y giros de trama medio predecibles pero espero les guste.

[ambition-heiress]

Drarry | Slowburn | Time Travel Accident | Post Hogwarts AU | Hogwarts Fifth Year | Angst | Hurt/Comfort | Unspeakable!Draco Malfoy | Unspeakable!Harry Potter | Horrocruxes |

The Shadow Of Time by FightFireWithFire

‘Emotion was building in Harry’s throat, “This is very interesting Draco,” he admitted, aiming for casual but knowing the shaking of his hands was giving him away, “But how do we get back?”

Draco’s face crumpled, “I’m sorry Harry, there is no way back,” it was like a bell had been struck inside Harry’s head - all he could hear was ringing, “There’s no where to go back to,” Draco moaned, “He wasn’t just trying to travel in time - he was trying to obliterate his own,” Draco choked on his tears, “There’s nothing ahead of this to travel to yet Harry,” he let out a few more hiccuping tears before finally suppressing his noises of pain, “There is no going back,” he whispered.’

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Harry had known working at the Department of Mysteries came with risks, but he never would have expected it to destroy his entire life. Now, trapped as his 14 year old self just after the resurrection of Voldemort with Draco Malfoy for company, they must try and figure out how to move forward.

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Tomarry darlins. I have not abandoned the fic. I am night four of seven at work right now and I’ve been so stressed over the holidays that writing wasn’t possible. Seriously I had 20 people I shopped for gifts for, something like 50 gifts wrapped and sorted and mailed or brought to homes, three get togethers, and I still have one family get together left. I know I’ve said I’d rather give than receive but I would really like to be given a break now.

I will update.

Love you all! Thanks for bearing with me.

Happy Holidays of every variety to you and yours!

[nightqueens-world]

Can anyone recommend good romione fics aka Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger for me to read ?

[beautyandthebooks69]

Hi!!!

This is random, but i’m looking for a good fan fiction to read! On AO3 or wattpad, I don’t have a preference!

Preferably Harry Potter, or Percy Jackson!!

A nice and long one, that ends in a happy ending or at least mostly happy!!

If you know of any drop a comment please!!!!!!!!!

PLEASE!!!!

[the-most-faithful]

The oldest known Harry Potter fanfiction

I only discovered yesterday the first Harry Potter fanfiction ever published, it dates back to 1999, even before the release of Prisoner of Azkaban. The story is available on Fanfiction.net and on Ao3 in full. It's thanks to this story that we have fanfiction platforms on the Harry Potter fandom. This story, however simple, started it all. It deserves more recognition. Thomas P. Erwin is such a tragic Character 🥺

[draconabraxas]

NEW CHAPTER MFS!!!!!

[theoldwhisky]

What Changes I Think About To Bring Into Harry Potter Year 2: What do you think about it?

Year 2 brings a transformative shift to the familiar tale. Hermione Granger as the protagonist after a noteworthy Year 1:

Year 1 Informations:

1. Hermione's Spotlight: The narrative pivots to Hermione, making her the focal point of this story.

2. Slytherin Affiliation: Hermione finds herself in Slytherin, challenging expectations and setting the stage for new dynamics.

3. Quidditch Trailblazer: Breaking traditions, Hermione becomes Slytherin's youngest Quidditch Beater in generations, adding a unique twist to the magical sports narrative.

4. Dynamic Friendships: Hermione's friendships extend beyond the expected, forming a close bond with Draco Malfoy in addition to Ron and Harry.

5. Canonical Events with a Twist: Core events from the canon unfold, but with nuanced differences that alter the trajectory of Year 1.

6. Quidditch Outcomes Reimagined: The Quidditch results take an unexpected turn, injecting excitement and unpredictability into the magical sport.

7. Expanded Year 1: Year 2 builds upon the foundation of Year 1, introducing extra scenes that deepen the exploration of the magical world.

Narcissa Malfoy's emergence in Year 2 adds another layer to this evolving narrative, setting the stage for unforeseen alliances and intriguing plot twists.

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1. Steps Taken by the Ministry of Magic:

a. Deploy Aurors: Skilled Aurors are sent to Hogwarts to investigate the petrifications and search for potential culprits.

b. Beast Division Intervention: The Beast Division is alerted to investigate any dangerous creatures that might be responsible for the petrifications.

c. Heighten Security Measures: Additional protective charms and spells are placed around Hogwarts to safeguard the students.

d. Potion and Spell Analysis: Experts from the Department of Mysteries analyze the nature of the petrification curse to find a counter-curse or antidote.

e. Collaboration with Hogwarts Staff: The Ministry collaborates closely with Professor Dumbledore and other professors to share information and coordinate efforts.

f. Public Awareness: Warnings are issued to the magical community about the dangers at Hogwarts, encouraging vigilance.

g. Task Force Creation: A dedicated task force is established to focus solely on solving the mystery and stopping the attacks.

h. Uniting Resources: Resources are mobilized from various departments, including Magical Law Enforcement and Magical Accidents and Catastrophes, to aid the investigation.

i. Inter-Ministry Cooperation: The Ministry reaches out to other magical governing bodies, such as the International Confederation of Wizards, to seek advice or assistance.

j. Communication with Other Schools: Other magical schools are contacted to see if they have any knowledge about similar incidents or the Chamber of Secrets.

2. Actions Taken by Narcissa Malfoy:

a. Seek Expert Advice: Narcissa consults skilled healers and magical creature experts to find a way to reverse the petrification.

b. Use of Malfoy Influence: The Malfoy family's reputation and connections are used to gain access to rare potions or magical artifacts that might aid in Hermione's recovery.

c. Collaboration with Dumbledore: Narcissa puts aside differences with Dumbledore and seeks his assistance in saving Hermione.

d. Utilizing Slytherin Network: Narcissa uses her connection to the Slytherin community to gather information and resources related to the petrifications.

e. Ministry Communication: Narcissa uses her connections within the Ministry to ensure that the authorities are actively working to find a solution.

3. Other Potential Measures:

a. Historical Records and Research: Researchers at the Ministry and Hogwarts delve into historical records and texts to find any mentions of creatures with petrification capabilities.

b. Analyze Petrification Patterns: The Ministry and Hogwarts analyze the patterns of the petrifications to help narrow down potential creature suspects.

c. Alerting Other Magical Authorities: The Ministry seeks assistance or advice from other magical governing bodies if the attacks escalate or seem connected to a larger threat.

d. Heightened Security at Hogwarts: As the investigation progresses, Hogwarts implements heightened security measures to protect the students and prevent further attacks.

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Please give me you honest opinions about it all, if now anonym/comments or as reposts i don't mind it.

I will probably deleat it in a few days or weeks.

[mkmgwrites]

Draco and Potter lock eyes across the battered courtyard. A single point of contact in a mirage of shattered innocence and war.

Ah fuck.

Wails of grief echo off blood splattered walls, mingling with the cheers of victory to form a choir of human emotion. Draco and Potter stood still in the middle of the spectrum. Emotionless.

Merlin’s Mothers tits-

As The Dark Lord’s body grows cold, Draco feels a warmth bloom in his chest. His shoulders lighten. And for the first time in years he realises he is free.

Thank Fuck���Oh shit.

He struggles to find the words as Potter approaches. To remember what he had forgotten. His childhood nemesis, now saviour closes in fast, and it isn’t until he sees the cracked lenses of his glasses that Draco realises his feet are carrying him closer too.

Shit. Shitshitshitshit.

Green meets silver. Two faces on a double sided coin. Spectators gather to watch it flip.

Harry stops in front of him. “Malfoy,” he states, though it isn’t filled with its usual malice. It almost sounded like a question.

Shit. What do I do? What do I say?

“Potter” Malfoy replies, surprised by the steadiness of his own voice.

He wanted to say more but he couldn’t get the words out. How do you thank someone for saving the world? How to you say sorry for the years of teasing and torment? How does one say, “I am happy you killed him. Please don’t kill me too. I can be better. I will be better.”

I can’t fucking breathe. Oh fuck. I think I’m having a panic attack. Can he tell? Do I look cool? Fuck I hope I look cool. Mum spent ages designing this robe.

Potter remained silent, and somehow that rung louder than all the cries and the cheers. Draco waited.

Shitshitshitshitshitfuckingshit.

Potter stuck out his hand. It was muddy and bleeding and oh for Salazars Sake is he missing a nail- but it was stretched towards him.

Wandless. Open.

A peace offering. A new beginning. That feeling he had forgotten.

Hope.

Seven years later and Harry Potter finally wanted to shake his hand.

Draco didn’t know what to do.

Oh fuck I don’t know what to do.

He had never thought this would happen.

I never thought-

Had never dreamed.

What the fuck-

Dracos mind spiralled. He couldn’t even remember how to shake a hand.

Do I go in with the right? Shit, no I’m left-handed. Wait I can’t use my left hand cause he’s using his right hand. Is he? If I stood where Potter is which hand am I using?

He paused. The crowed held its breath.

Right. It’s my right hand.

Draco jerked his hand forward and clasped their palms together.

Oh fuck it’s happening. It’s finally happening.

Relief and elation flooded his bloodstream, his brain filled with fog. Harry Potter began to raise his arm up. A minuscule movement one did to begin the shaking motion. So minuscule in fact, that one wouldn’t even notice it.

Though Draco, in his heightened state, sensed this adjustment. And with his addled brain and pureblood breeding- he reacted purely on instinct.

Draco Malfoy bent down and kissed the hand of Harry Potter.

The moment his lips touched his skin, Draco knew he made a mistake.

WHAT THE F-

His mothers endless lessons on social etiquette had etched itself into his muscle memory. And for a moment he wished she had never given birth to him.

I’M GOING TO KILL MYSE-

The crowed laughed. Malfoy’s face turned beet red.

He stood and ripped his hand away. Furious at himself for ruining his moment-

SHITSHITSHITFUCKINGSHITSHITFUCKITYFUCKSHIT!

-missing the faint blush that had began to spread across Potter’s cheeks, and the gentle swipe of his thumb as it traced the outline of Draco’s lips.

[captorsakura]

A Draco Malfoy x Muggle OC

The heart wants what it wants

An interesting take on a nearly impossible pairing

How a blood purist comes to see a different way

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HP Fic Rec Masterlist

CW: some fics include smut, but from the ones I’ve read, those sections aren’t essential to the plot and when I’ve skipped them the story has still made sense to me:)

Read (CR or Completed)

Draco/Harry -

 A little bit confused but not at all surprised by indigospacehopper

When auror-in-training Harry Potter accidentally drinks a truth potion, he’s sent straight to St Mungo’s for their expert potions master to help him. The problem? Draco Malfoy is the expert potions master, and he’s having far too much fun taunting Harry about his problem. However, more sinister things are afoot and whilst Harry and Draco bicker and flirt, dark forces prepare to make their move…

It Started With A Handshake by i_dont_read

One year after the war, Draco Malfoy is fresh out of a three-month term in Azkaban. As part of his parole, he's back at Hogwarts as an eighth year student to finish his studies. All Draco wants to do is lie low and make it out of Hogwarts in one piece, but when he finds that he's forced to room with none other than Harry Potter, that proves to be much more difficult than Draco anticipated. After a particularly eventful detention together, Harry and Draco must reconcile their relationship. What started as a volatile feud eventually becomes something much deeper than either of them could've imagined. The question is, will Draco ever come to terms with his feelings, or will he be left pining forever in secret?

red and green are complimentary colours by ace_0fhearts

After the war Hermione manages to convince Harry to go back to Hogwarts for his eighth year. Expecting an uneventful year of classes and rooming with the other Gryffindor boys, he’s surprised when McGonagall tells him he’ll be sharing a room with Draco Malfoy. Now Harry has to get through a year of arguments and awkward silences. Or he would, if Malfoy would stop ignoring him and moping around the castle alone.

The July Tree by oknowkiss

Neither rain, nor snow, nor sleet, nor hail… nor well-meaning friends, nor questionable communication skills, nor seven years of hating each other’s guts can keep Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy from falling in love.

Draco/OC -

The Girl Who Lived by missingnote

A miserable childhood of neglect, Harper Potter needed someone to teach her the ability to love in order to overcome the darkest wizard of all time. She just wasn't expecting that someone to be the guy who taunted her every quidditch match.

Training Wheels by dyiansobrien

In their four years of knowing each other, Draco Malfoy and Amora Buckley have never managed to see eye to eye. However, when the pair are locked in the library overnight together, things start to change between them. And neither of them like it. Throw in Harry Potter's not-so-subtle crush on Amora, the fact that her cousin is Hogwarts' golden boy Cedric Diggory, and that her mother is the Muggle Studies professor and things are bound to get even more complicated...

You Found Me by wildermind54 (one of my fav fics ever)

The epic saga of Guinevere Easton and Draco Malfoy’s romance from their younger years as they struggle with family, growing powers, and growing up.

Choose Me Instead by dreaming_about_fanfictions

Pretending to be in a relationship with Draco Malfoy to get back at your ex might have not been the smartest idea you ever had. Especially now where you should be focusing on your last year of Hogwarts. However, you are just pretending. There's no way in hell you'll actually catch feelings for someone like Malfoy... Right?

TBR:

Draco/Harry -

The Complexities of Us by indigospacehopper

The Dustless Mirrors by sugarplumsenpai

The day you bloomed by Soliblomst

The Silence of Your Love by malfoypolix

there will be time, there will be time by waterwings

Not So Different by Nightstar_Fury

Rules and Rivalries by Taylorisnotcute

Spinning Fouettés by hdbang_mod

As The Tide Pulls by TracingPatterns

Loverboys by corvuscrowned

Protected By Your Love by heartsfromheaven

Harry Potter and the End of the Line by use_it_well

survival is a talent by ShanaStoryteller

Tea and No Sympathy by who_la_hoop

Crimson and Clover - A tale in canon by dontthrowsticksatme

Lily's Boy by SomewheresSword

Draco/OC -

Queen of the Night by dragonchallenge

Lover of Mine by unleeshedd

Bruised & Broken // Draco Malfoy by kiiia

Bound by Blood and Mind by CaityBrooklynnn

An Unexpected Ally by hollyjanepeters

I Can't Sleep (D.M. x O.C.) by bruhdawg

Cruel Fates by capricornbaby_0

Harry/OC -

Eyes of Violet by macadoodle1996

𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 | 𝐡. 𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 by cottonsoxs

to be continued and expanded upon...

[ambition-heiress]

Drarry | Slow Burn | Memory Loss | Amnesic!Draco Malfoy | Hogwarts Fifth Year | Implied Child Abuse |

Please Be There If I Remember (And Don’t Let Go When I Forget) by Rosie321go

Draco hadn’t gone insane like Harry Potter might think. He was just…confused. Waking up with no idea who or where he was may have had something to do with it, so give him a break, okay? At least now he can try to figure out why Green Eyes was looking at him so weird…

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In which Draco loses his memory, Madam Pomfrey is just doing her best, and everyone is very confused. (And Draco can’t stop thinking about the boy with black hair and green eyes.)

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Tomarry darlins have spoken! Two thirds of the votes said “post it!”

So. To continue with my MCU comparison, my Ao3 would be the first Avengers movie. We’ve got the main cast. We’ve got a lot of set ups and call backs and we’re moving toward something. Well, this chapter skips to the end of Infinity War. There’s a lot between here and there and some of where we’re at here won’t make a ton of sense. Yet. Because I’m filling it in. Slowly but surely.

What I want, my loves and darlins, is opinions on this. I get lovely commentary on Ao3 but this isn’t going there yet. And what if it sucks? I don’t hate it but I also worry and stress and I’m fretting all over it. So please. Comment or message me or something with opinions. Even if you hate it and think there’s no way I can get here from there.

Love you all!!

Ps. I looked it up. CPR wasn’t really a thing but there was a technique that sounded kinda like as written. Edit: I found the source. It was called the Holger-Nielsen method and since my characters weren’t carrying a rubber bulb to push breaths, they made do. So yeah, she “isn’t doing it right” because “right” wasn’t invented/hadn’t started to become standard until like 1960.

“Imperio.”

“No!” Harry cast a Protego with all his desperation but he saw the other spell settle through Tom’s eyes like falling snow, blanking his expression.

“Kill him.”

Having no wand, Tom lunged for Harry. They scuffled, Harry begging Tom to, “Throw it off. Throw it! You can fight it! You’re strong enough! Tom, please!” He dodged blows, Grindelwald’s gleeful laughter and mocking fading into the background. “I don’t want to hurt you. Please!” The expressionless eyes never wavered and Tom got in a lucky hit while Harry searched his face. It stunned Harry, and his wand dropped from his hand. What the hell? A laugh rang out and he knew. Grindelwald had disarmed him from the sidelines.

“Incarcerous!” Harry froze in place as ropes bound him. The old fuck had rendered him helpless.

“Kill him. Kill him slowly.”

Wordlessly Tom struck Harry twice, in the kidney and then his ribs. Harry gasped and folded, his face meeting Tom’s fist. He felt the blood begin to trickle from his mouth and nose and he tried again to beg. “Tom please. Stop. You can throw this curse! Concentrate! You can!”

Another fist struck his temple and he fell silent in a momentary blackout. When his senses returned he had been hit again and blood filled his eyes from the gash the broken stone in Tom’s ring tore in his forehead. Tom’s graceful, strong hands were wrapped around his throat and he was losing air fast.

Blood splattered Tom’s white shirt as he whispered, “Please. Tom. Don’t let him win like this.” His senses were going again as they stood there, Harry writhing as much as he could, trying to break free from the ropes and the iron grip on his throat.

Fuck. I can’t be dying again.

But he felt everything drifting away, the pain and the blood, Tom’s face. He imagined those handsome features in one of his rare laughs, how beautiful he looked when he was kiss-dazed, how gentle those dark eyes could be. Then Harry closed his eyes. Before consciousness fled completely he managed to whisper one last time.

“I forgive you. I love you.”

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It was like being a passenger in his own body. The curse took away all ability to make his limbs respond, even as his mind raged and wailed with every hit that landed. He saw Harry’s wand drop and was horrified. He thought he would be sick when the first blood spilled. He screamed internally when Harry’s forehead split open. He wished they could trade places when his hands encircled Harry’s throat.

Fight it. He said fight it. I don’t want to do this I don’t want to do this I don’t want to do this. Get the fuck out of my head. Get out. I don’t want to do this! Stop! Stop!

In front of him the light was fading from those beautiful green eyes but still his hands wouldn’t loosen.

“I forgive you. I love you.”

Harry went limp, dragging them both down.

“Don’t let go. Make sure he’s dead.” Grindelwald cackled as he watched. “Then you’ll come with me.”

No no no no no. “I love you…” He’s never said that to me before. “I forgive you…” I don’t deserve it.

No no never I don’t want to do this! Harry! HARRY! Noooooooo! Fuck you, you crazy old man! I don’t want to do this!

He didn’t know how long arguing with his own body took but he was suddenly back in control and he pulled his hands away from Harry’s neck so fast he fell backwards. He scrabbled around and found Harry’s wand, whipping around on his knees to face Grindelwald and casting Avada Kedavra before he finished moving. But Grindelwald disapparated and the green jet of light blasted into the trunk of a tree.

Fuck. Harry!

He crawled over to where Harry lay. “Diffindo.” The ropes split and slid away. “Harry!” He felt for a pulse in Harry’s neck, holding back a cry as he saw the dark hand shaped bruises he’d left. His fingers were slick with blood as he fumbled for the spot under Harry’s jaw, remembering how he’d kissed and nibbled at that same spot just days ago. But he couldn’t feel anything.

Panic poured through him and all he could think was We need help. Medical help. Who? Meranda! We need Meranda!

It suddenly felt like he was being squeezed through a hose that was too tight and dragged along his body. When the sensation ceased moments later he leaned against the wall and retched. Wait. Wall? He looked around. He was behind the little hospital where Harry had taken him. Where Meranda works! Please be here please be here.

He repeated that mantra over and over as he ran inside, down the hall to the little desk area she sat at. Oh thank Merlin!

She was there.

“Meranda. Come. It’s Harry. Now. Please!” He panted out the words as he grabbed her arm and pulled her from her chair. “Emergency!”

“Tom? Tom! Slow down, ye? Where’re we off?”

But he didn’t slow as he dragged her out and around.

Harry. He put all his concentration into it as he wrapped Meranda tightly in his arms. The tube was back for a few moments and then he was back. He let Meranda go, and she fell to her knees, shaking her head and making sick sounds.

“Wha’ th’ BLOODY FUCK!” She cursed.

“Please. Meranda. He has no pulse!” He dropped next to Harry and touched his neck again.

“Bloody Christ on a velveteen setee. Wha’ ‘appened?”

“Meranda please. Can you save him?” He was crying now, something he hadn’t done in over a decade. Meranda shut up and closed the distance between her and Harry. “Ow long?”

“Minutes? I don’t know.”

“Fuck.” She felt his throat for a pulse, grimacing at the blood, the handprint, or the lack of heartbeat, he didn’t know which. “Hells bells.” She placed her hands on Harry’s chest, above his heart. Leaning forward and straightening her arms and wrists she bounced and pressed her weight down, hard. She did it a few times. “Give ‘im some breaths while I do this, go’ tha’?” Tom must have looked bewildered as he felt because she repeated her thrusts a few more times. “‘E’s not breathin’ for isself so ye need t’ ‘elp ‘im. Jus’ press yer lips t’ ‘is an’ push breath. Slow. No’ too ‘ard.”

Ton bent over Harry’s bloody mouth and winced as Meranda resumed her odd pouncing. He heard ribs crack under her weight and force and more tears slid out even as his lips met Harry’s and he pushed a slow breath.

“Good. Agin.”

He did it, the taste of blood reminding him of one of their first desperate snogging sessions. There was no time for an Episkey now though. After a minute Meranda was panting and pulled back. Tom pulled away when she did and she grabbed Harry’s wrist. Her eyes were narrowed, lips pursed in concentration and then she grinned. “‘E’s got a pulse!” They watched as Harry’s chest shuddered in a wracking whoop of breath and then they both flinched at the pained cry the broken ribs elicited.

Tom almost collapsed onto Harry, crying with audible hitches in his breath. He caught himself and settled for resting his forehead against Harry’s. “Thank Merlin, Circe, and Morgana. I thought I’d lost you.” He was barely audible over Harry’s own labored gasps but Harry reached up and cupped Tom’s jaw.

“You did it.”

Tom nodded without pulling away.

“I knew you would. But what in the name of Merlin’s saggy arse happened to my chest? I didn’t think you broke ~that~ many ribs.” He was quiet, wheezy but Meranda must have heard him.

“Tom did wha’? Bloody git! ‘Ow could ye? Ye manky gobshite son of a -“

Harry took his palm from Tom’s face, and held it out in a halt gesture. “It’s a long story. How did you get here?”

“Don’ think ye can change teh subjec’ forever. ‘F ‘e’s ‘urtin’ ye I’ll ‘ave ‘is arse in a righ’ sling! Only Tom ‘ere come running like th’ devil ‘imself was followin’ an’ grabs me up an’ POP we land ‘ere.”

“You apparated? Twice? With a side-along and neither got splinched?” His face was awed and his eyes were shining.

“Deliberation. Determination. Destination. And a lot of desperation.” Tom pulled back finally, a smile hinting across his tear-stained face.

“I’m so proud of you!”

“I don’ get all this ‘apparishun’ business bu’ ye need t’ do some fast explainin’ an’ ge’ me back t’ hospital!” Meranda sounded stern but her eyes were happy as she watched the two of them. “Or is this another o’ yer Wizarding secrets ‘m no’ suppose’ t’ know?” She winked at them as Harry struggled to sit up with Tom’s help and they gaped at her. “Oh, don’ look so gobsmacked. I figured ages ago. I’m a squib m’self so while I don’ do magic I recognize when ‘t ‘appens in fron’ of me.”

“Well, at least we don’t have to worry about the Statue of Secrecy.” Harry’s hoarse voice held what laughter it could.

“Hush you. Episkey.” Tom healed the bloody gash on Harry’s forehead, leaving a pale scar that started at his left eyebrow and jagged up toward his hairline. He cast the spell again, healing the cut Harry’s teeth had made in his mouth. Harry’s nose had stopped bleeding already. “I don’t know how to fix the ribs Harry. And the forehead might scar forever. I probably should have let the matron fix that with a different spell. I’m so sorr-“

“Later. We’ll talk about it later. For now, do you think you can get Meranda back? I’ll wait here.”

“I can do it. I know I can do it now.”

“Bye Meranda! I promise we’ll come by soon and explain everything.”

“Damn straigh’ ye will! ‘M jus’ pleased yer ok! Gave me new grey hairs, ye did. Arses. Le’s go or I’ll be in a world of trouble.” Tom had made his way to her dude as they spoke. “Jus’ don’ get more blood on me, yea?”

He held her by the wrist and concentrated. Once more they were behind the hospital. He still had Harry’s wand he realized but it didn’t matter.

“Scourgify.” The bloody vanished from Meranda’s nurse uniform, the white fabric practically glowing in the sunlight.

“Righ’ useful tha’ one’d be.” She muttered, looking at her clean clothes. “Ok, I expect te be brough’ up to speed soon, yea? I’ll find m’way back on m’own if ye take too long te come back.”

“We’ll be back. I owe you Meranda. I don’t know what I’d have done without you.”

“Jus’ go back an’ love on yer man, yea?” She smiled gently at how he stilled and looked slightly surprised. “Oh, hon, i’s obvious ye love ‘im. Been obvious fer ages. ‘E loves ye too.”

Tom nodded, slightly off kilter. “I know he does.”

“Go.” She patted his shoulder and headed around the corner, back to her post.

Once more, he focused and felt the unpleasant pressure before opening his eyes and finding himself back in the forest clearing, back at Harry’s side. Back with the person he finally realized that he loved.

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R.B.A.T.P.S Part 2: The arrival

Lucius(running into the library): Narcissa! The child has a knife!

Narcissa(reading a book in the liabrary): I'm sure she is fine.

Lucius(feeling some pain in his side and looking down): Oh wait... I have the knife

Narcissa: You will be fine.

Lucius: Narcissa dear-

Narcissa(looking up at her husband from her book): What?

Lucius: Your niece just stabbed MmMeEeEEeEeeEeEe!!!!

[shockinglystablecapricorn]

Mood board for the last chapters of my regulus x oc fic could be alternatively titled “Babies last year at Hogwarts”

Or last year on the planet 👀 who is to say

Read on ao3, link below 👇🏻