#harry potter next gen oc

[cursedwithwords]

Guys I am soooo excited to show you the art I got from @vita-divata of the members from No One of Consequence 😭

They all look so fucking good I can hardly handle it UGH!!! Vita captured their personalities through their facial expressions PERFECTLY! It's crazy tbh, everyone needs to check out their work because everything they do is stunning!

If you wanna learn more about the band I made a master list for them ❤️ you can read it here 🙂‍↕️❤️

Let me know who your favorite is! Cuz I genuinely can't choose, they all look amazing and it makes me love them all even more. I mean Mason look so friendly, he totally looks like the kind of guy I'd wanna be friends with. Imamu has a sort of smug air to him, but he's sooooo handsome (and he knows it, damn). Ugh, I just fucking love all of them.

Thank you so much @vita-divata for accepting my commission and bringing all of these OCs to life!

[fatedbutblinking]

scorpius malfoy x cho changs daughter: secret relationship

scorpius malfoy and cho changs daughter have a secret, forbidden relationship. she is a smart, kind, beautiful gryffindor girl, even moreso than her mother, and attracts a lot of attention. whereas no father lets their daughter near scorpius because hes a deatheaters son with a reputation of sex, smoking and disobeying hogwarts rules. this has especially been relayed to her, as her mother experienced firsthand the death of cedric due to death eaters. but, no matter how hard she tries, she cant stay away from him.

sexual tension. long glances in class. sneaking off during balls when theyve both got different dates, her with james potter and him with an angsty slytherin girl. meeting in the bathroom. midnight strolls through the corridors, teasing her with nobody around.

they almost get caught, and that changes everything for her. her parents would kill her if they found out she was sneaking around with a deatheaters son. but she cant stay away from him.

so she hatches a plan without telling scorpius: shell date her best friend james potter, someone all of her friends and family wanted her to be with anyway, so that nobody suspects anything between her and malfoy. what does james get? hes into teddy lupin, and he needs to cover up his feelings for him by dating a girl. with all the attention he was getting from girls, people were starting to wonder why he wasnt dating anyway.

scorpius fucking despises this. he doesnt know about the plan because she doesnt want to hurt his feelings or risk losing him. they continue to have sex on and off, still wanting each other, but he feels like shit that shes with james instead of him. he doesnt understand why she keeps coming back to use him if shes got a boyfriend already. and its his bestfriends brother - its fucked. feeling betrayed, he shags other girls, ones that want him because the bad boy act is appealing. he makes sure she sees him.

for a while, she lets him. because shes been loving him from a distance for so long. but everyone has a breaking point. she meets hers after seeing scorpius go off with a really pretty veela girl, someone who looks nothing like her, and she becomes so insecure that she sleeps with james.

james, on the other hand, is in shock that hes not completely gay. maybe like 80 percent. but she is really really hot so he cant even blame himself tbh. because hes not fully gay, she suggests they end things with each other since its caused enough pain for everyone, and shes already lost the boy that she loves. hesitantly he asks her to hang in there and stay with him until he figures out his sexuality properly.

so she watches malfoy from a distance again. he absolutely despises her.

james meets a boy he likes in school. they get along really well. he speaks to her about it, and he comes to accept that hes bisexual. he also accepts that teddy will never be his, and theres more out there that actually suits him.

one day she bumps into scorpius at dinner. malfoy takes one good look at her and walks the other way.

"malfoy."

"dont."

"please. i cant stand that you hate me."

"theres a first time for everything, angel."

"i just want to talk to you."

"i dont want to hear it."

"youre being a dick."

"youre the dick, angel."

"im a dick-angel?"

"you know what? fuck off. youve got no right to stand here talking to me like that when you fucked off with james. i mean, james? of all fucking people."

"but i didnt."

"you -- "

"because i loved you. i love you."

the words just come out. she cant even help them. she supposed she would prefer being known as a cheater to everyone than for outing james sexuality.

shes crying now. sobbing.

"im beyond in love with you, and i dont know what to do."

"dont cry, angel. fuck, please dont cry."

"i cant be away from you anymore, malfoy. please dont go."

"i wont. i promise."

"malfoy -- "

"dont talk, just breathe. youre choking on your own tears."

"but i -- "

"i know," he says. "and ive loved you too."

then james decides to stand up and come out publically. that makes it all clearer to malfoy. eventually they do have to confess that james and her had shagged one time to test if he was really gay (and because she was insecure), which scorpius almost kills james for, but he was shagging people too so he accepts it. scorpius and her get together properly. everyone thinks of them as the couple they never expected, but the one they needed.

[imnotobsessedwfictionalchracters]

Harry Potter OC Masterlist

Hey, hey! Welcome to my Harry Potter OC Masterlist!

Here is the link to my Main Masterlist and My Navigation

I don't really accept requests for my OC's, however if you ever have any thoughts or opinions on them, I would definently enjoy to hear them!

Last Updated On: 12|12|24

Anneliese Erika Green

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Cassiopeia Walburga Black

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Rose Lily (Potter) Lupin

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[t1oui]

weasley-wood family headcanons because i'm having THOUGHTS

they're weirdly proper. like it's percy "fancy pants perfect prefect" weasley's fault but oliver and the kids just go along with it.

they live on a beach. or like. above a beach. basically they have a lot of land for flying and such

oliver has secret handshakes with all of the kids. percy pretends to think this is stupid (he's secretly jealous)

bc of percy their vibes with the weasleys are off and percy and oliver try their absolute hardest to make sure the kids don't notice, especially when they're young

lots of family time. whether they're baking, making dinner, flying, watching a movie, etc., they love spending time together

oliver and the kids bring out the chaos in percy

percy is head of the dmle and his family is THE weird one at ministry parties

percy is beefing with seamus finnigan (one of his co-workers) and is trying to get his family to back him up. they refuse to

percy and oliver are BOTH the emotional ones. unless it's about quidditch then oliver is definitely the emotional one

oliver's most complicated handshake is with the kid that doesn't play quidditch (he's not sure how else to bond with them)

they definitely make bets on who their kids are going to date (they also definitely try to set their kids up on dates so they'll win)

lucy dates seamus's son. percy nearly passes out when he finds out. then he finds out he owes oliver 20 galleons and he does pass out

teddy and albus come over ALL THE TIME, teddy has started leaving clothes in the guest bedroom and albus's assignments are all over the house

percy once flirted with the conductor of the hogwarts express to distract him from leaving on time since the potters were late and oliver was laughing so hard he had to leave without percy

they spend a lot of time with penny & marcus's family yeah but also with penelope's sisters' families

(this is how the kids learn about muggle stuff)

they're ALL clean freaks... except katie (the youngest) and it pisses everybody off so much

they play hide-and-seek a lot. idk. they just do

the first time penelope & her sisters took them to pride percy got drunk

lucy, like oliver, likes to draw and sometimes they'll just sit together at the kitchen table and draw for hours

(they'd totally do that challenge where you swap canvases/paper every 5 minutes. you know the one)

they all love each other sm actually. probably the healthiest of all the next gen weasley families lol

[shrimpalbuspotter]

Delphi "Everyone's a little queer!" Diggory

Albus "I'm dumb she's a lesbian" Potter

Scorpius "we were good as married in my mind" Malfoy

[evil-swan-witch]

Do you like the second generation of harry potter and/or the cursed child?

Do you like scorbus and other less important ships?

Do like reading cool AUs?

If you answered yes to one or all of these questions you should totally read my fanfic!

its on ao3 and its called Never Speak Ill of the Dead! username is 1CantGoBackImHAUNT3D

its a second gen (kinda) superpower au and im really proud of it. there are 10 chapters so far but its kinda just starting so itll be pretty long. i also have plans for a sequel that might even be better than the first one! please read it!

[ace-of-garlic-breads]

thanks to @yendts I've been dragged back into this fandom and resurrected this au. (basically just my vers of these characters)

the Picrew I used

and I think it's no question that I absolutely do NOT SUPPORT JKR. duh.

feel free to ask about this au, I may also draw them at some point, idk lol

[taurusmoonchild]

Albus Potter Instagram 🐍

[hxuse-xf-black]

Pansy, to Draco, Blaise & Theo: I've only had Hadley for a day and a half, but if anything happened to her, I would kill everyone in this room and then myself.

[nobodyssoldier]

we're  so  excited  to  say  that  we’re  finally  open  for  interactions,  so  please  feel  free  to  post  and  respond  to  starters  and  starter  calls  !  below  the  cut,  you  can  find  further  information  and  instructions  regarding  our  opening  &  our  first  plot  drop  !  hope  you  all  have  fun,  and  we  can't  wait  to  see  all  of  you  on  the  dash  !  happy  opening  !

please  make  sure  you’re  following  everyone  on  the  blogroll  here.

please  be  sure  to  mark  the  date,  time,  and  setting  in  all  of  your  starters  and  replies.  at  the  moment,  our  timestamp  is  december  22,  2030  to  january  12,  2031.  (  please  note  that  hogwarts  university  is  currently  on  winter  break.  )  you’re  more  than  welcome  to  do  flashback  interactions  –  just  make  sure  you  mark  the  date,  time,  and  setting  in  your  posts!  but  do  not  set  any  threads  after  the  current  timestamp.

remember  that  you  must  post  an  introduction,  so  everyone  can  have  something  to  refer  to  if  they  want  to  know  more  about  your  character.  it  doesn’t  have  to  be  long  at  all,  just  enough  to  give  us  a  sense  of  what  they’re  like.  if  you  haven’t  posted  your  introduction(s)  yet,  you  may  still  start  interactions,  but  please  try  to  post  it  as  soon  as  possible  because  it  makes  plotting  a  lot  easier  for  everyone.  when  you’re  finished  with  your  introduction,  be  sure  to  tag  it  with  #ns: intro  and  post  it  in  the  introductions  channel  of  our  discord.

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if  you  have  any  questions,  please  feel  free  to  just  ask  !

i. plot drop

the date is 22 / 12 / 2030. the sun has set on the winter solstice and darkness settles over the ministry of magic like a curtain falling — the conclusion of the final act, the ceasing of applause, and the end of all things. all is well. lights are out in the ministry and posts abandoned, save for a select few unspeakables who work in terse silence some nine levels below london. all across the city, wraiths and knights alike are taken by a deep and dreamless sleep that creeps in through open windows; a quiet thief in the longest, darkest night.  meanwhile, as yet unseen and unheard, death itself stands on the opposing side of the veil — a lonely sentinel whose charge has been violated beyond all reason. it brushes one bony finger across the whispering curtain, stirring up a thrum of excited keening at its very touch. here, the barrier is thinnest. here, it stands in careful contemplation. as it ponders, the air around the archway beyond grows suddenly thick and impossibly more still.  it is the quiet before the storm.   whether in gold or years or mortal souls, the ferryman will have his due. for without night, there is no day. without death, there is no life. pretending otherwise is folly —but is that not the cardinal sin of the living? try as they may to hide or to barter, there is always a score to settle. through the hubris of children, the hand of the the very primordial force they sought to cheat and evade has finally been forced.  death hums, and the sound resonates throughout the chamber as though coming from within the walls of the ministry itself. the thrilled chattering of spirits lurking beyond the curtain matches its cadence. the ground begins to tremble and the select few witnesses on the mortal plan are forced to avert their eyes as the curtain begins to fall inwards; once empty space forced into a vacuum of blinding light.  for a single moment, there is silence. then, the suggestion of a form approaching from some far-off place. and then another. the dead walk again en masse and in perfect form. they are vibrant, and they are real, but they will never again enjoy the peace of eternal slumber. they are equal parts promise and threat. death's voice, when at last it speaks, is sly and reproachful. "you wished to understand mortality? then understand it fully."

ii. plot points

22 / 12 / 2030 : the veil shatters and the dead return. the newly resurrected, once loyal to the dark lord, take to the streets of london to exact their revenge on wizards and muggles alike. no one is safe, and the erinyes, the knights, and the order must all band together to put an end to the violence.

25 / 12 / 2030 : the members of order of the phoenix host a christmas dinner at number 12 grimmauld place. they are joined by loved ones from both the land of the living and beyond; a glimmer of hope and a moment of peace and joy in these uncertain times.

31 / 12 / 2030 : amidst the chaos, the wizarding world's new years eve celebration takes place in hogsmeade. referred to as hogmanay, it is an annual tradition among the scots.

01 / 01 / 2031 : there is a feast at lestrange manor, where voldemort reveals his plans to use the newly resurrected as a means to his own nefarious ends.

[endlessly-cursed]

Hello, lovelies!

I am aware that I haven't done an AW in January as usual, but due to some personal stuff, I have postponed doing it till now. But fear not, your yearly AW is back!

And this time, our youngest generation will take the lead! As usual, you don't have to participate every day, and anyone with a next gen OC (1999-2010) is welcome!

Prompts:

Day One: Favourite OC of mine – Tell me about your fave (or faves!) and why they're your fave!

Day Two: Favourite OC that isn't mine – Tell me about the OC or OCs that you don't own that you love and why!

Day Three: Favourite ship of mine – A ship or ships that you love and why!

Day Four: Favourite ship that isn't mine – Ship or ships that you love that aren't yours and why!

Day Five: Beach Day AU- Make up a mini AU of your characters on the beach! What kind of person are they? Do they go early, or late? Are they a sea lover? Are they afraid of any kind of algae...or seagulls? Tell me all about it!

Reminder to tag me in all of your creations and tag them with the #hpnextgenaw tag!!

See you in May! Don't forget to schedule your posts if you want to take part but can't due to irl stuff!

Tagging: @gaygryffindorgal @cursebreakerfarrier @legilimenace @cursedvaultss @hphmmatthewluther @camillejeaneshphm @that-scouse-wizard @potionboy3 @lifeofkaze @the-al-chemist @whatwouldvalerydo @cursed-herbalist @nicos-oc-hell

[cursedwithwords]

HP Next Gen OCs: Band Edition

In my version of the next gen, Fred Weasley grows up and opens a nightclub that caters mostly to the wizarding community (this includes squibs and muggles who have some connection to the community), called Colours.

Within the club, he has live music performed by an in-house band called "No One of Consequence" — a group of five with varying backgrounds that he met by pure chance in Diagon Alley. He hired them almost immediately after hearing them play, and they live together in a flat above the club to make it easier to come to work.

Fred only knows a little about each of their backgrounds but trusts them implicitly and loves their company. They become a huge draw to the club, which is even more exciting. Considers them to be his partners, even though he's technically their boss; he sees them as equals.

Name: Malika Shaan

Origin: India

Wand: none

Patronus: none

Profession: Drummer

Sexuality: bisexual

Details: born in India to a long line of illustrious potioneers. For generations, her family has produced incredibly skilled wizards and witches; until she was born. A squib with absolutely no magical inclination, rather than being accepted, she was shunned by her family and considered a dark omen, a sign of their families downfall. The only member of her family who cared for her was her great, great grandfather Malik Shaan, whom she was named for. The patriarch of the family, he was the only one who loved her and took care of her. The rest of her family — parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins, siblings — abused and neglected her, locking her in the family estate and refusing to admit her existence to the rest of the wizarding world. She was an embarrassment, after all.

Malik despised the way the rest of the family treated her, seeing her as good fortune rather than bad, but his age and perceived mental decline made it so the rest of the family refused to acknowledge his will despite being the head of the family. So, out of spite, Malik gifts Malika an ancient book of potions that had been passed down for generations in their family. An heirloom meant to be passed to the next head of house, Malik decides they don't deserve it. So when he feels his health fading he gives the book to Malika and tells her to leave the country, because the family no longer deserves the prestige of their name if they're willing to abuse someone not of magical prowess. He passes away not long after Malika leaves.

She can't open the book as it's locked with a magical seal, but she never lets it out of her sight. She promised her grandfather she'd take care of their families legacy, and she intends to do so even at the cost of her own wellbeing. She wears a gold locket around her neck decorated with a crescent moon and a star. Gifted to her by Malik, it holds a photograph of the two of them and is her most prized possession.

Wears loose clothes, generally autumnal colors, and has a gold septum + gold labret piercing. Carries her drumsticks everywhere she goes. In a way, it makes her feel like she's holding a magic wand, which makes her feel closer to her grandfather. A part of her does feel disappointed and angry that she doesn't have magic but has learned to live with it.

Name: Adrien "Ren" Taylor

Origin: Australia

Wand: acacia and re'em horn (an heirloom wand passed down from her mother)

Patronus: bat

Profession: Bassist + Vocalist

Sexuality: aroace

Details: born in the Australian outback, five minutes older than her younger twin brother. Her mother was a Magizoologist while her father secretly worked in black market creature sales and transport. Mr. Taylor lied to his wife about what he did for work in order to access the rare magical beasts that she worked with as a Magizoologist. She was furious when she found out, but instead of letting her leave to call the authorities, he threw her into a room with a chained and injured beast and let her be torn to shreds. He was happy to be rid of her, but was left with two very young children to raise, and he did not want to deal with them.

He and his gang of black market thugs raised Adrien and her brother, teaching them magic through homeschooling and trying to instill a deep fear and hatred of magical beasts in the twins to make them "useful" to the gang. At a young age, her father locks her in an arena with a dangerous beast and is badly wounded. Instead of bringing her to a healer, her father allows her to develop blood poisoning and sepsis, claiming if she can't pull through on her own, then she simply isn't strong enough.

Out of desperation, her brother uses a rare and forbidden blood magic to brew a potion that remarkably enough manages to heal Adrien, but with the unforseen side effect of turning her into what the magical world considers to be a vampire; she develops a strange blood anemia that alters her genes to the point where she needs to consume blood to maintain healthy iron levels; though she hates taking blood from animals or people.

After discovering her vampirism, she and her brother are forced to acknowledge the fact that if their father discovered it, he would likely take advantage of it and extort her condition. Vampire blood and vampire fangs are rare commodities, after all, and their father wouldn't be against selling his own daughter for money. Even if he'd be selling her for parts. So they take what they can carry and run away.

Adrien manages her condition with iron supplements and isn't against stealing bags of blood from hospitals if she absolutely needs to. She's extremely pale, and the pigment faded from her hair as a side effect of her vampirism, leaving it white. Adrien is physically stronger than most people, amplified when she drinks actual blood. She burns easily in the sun, so sunblock and aloe vera are her best friends. Her eyes are naturally blue, but they grew paler after her change, the pigment fading just like it did in her hair.

She normally dresses in all black and has nose bridge and snakebite piercings, both silver.

Name: Mason Taylor

Origin: Australia

Wand: spruce and billywig stinger

Patronus: salamander

Profession: Guitarist | DJ

Sexuality: gay

Details: five minutes younger than his sister, they used to be near identical before Adrien's change, but Mason was born with heterochromatic eyes, which always made him unique. His left eye is the same blue as Adrien's, and just like his sister, he's subjected to alarming abuse by their father. A bit before his sister is injured, their father throws him into a cage with a frightened dragon that reacts by biting his left leg clean off just above the knee. Fit with a prosthetic and walks with a limp.

Transmasc, which adds to the harassment from his father and the gang, but his mother and sister have always been outrageously supportive. It isn't until they run away that he's able to work towards a life — and a body — that Mason can feel comfortable in.

This is reason number 7000 that he loves working for Fred at the club. They're both transmasc and actually have a ton in common, so they get along outrageously well. They have similar senses of humor, enjoy the same sort of media, and have a lot of respect for each other.

GayTransmascJokes™. They are insufferable together (Adrien is very happy for him).

Has a more extroverted personality than his sister, though they both still love animals and feel no hatred or vengeance towards them for the injuries they both sustained. He wears an old bomber jacket with a fur neckline, as well as a brown corded cattleman hat with an occamy feather stuck in the hat band. The feather was a gift from their mother. Not much for tattoos, but his ears are pierced. He and Adrien share a set of earrings that used to belong to their mother. They each wear one of the earrings.

Name: Imamu Abara

Origin: Uganda

Wand: cherry and augurey tail feather

Patronus: blackbird

Profession: Pianist

Sexuality: straight

Details: a graduate of Uagadou and a powerful seer, extremely talented in Divination and reading runes; though his personality is not what one would expect of a seer (basically the opposite of Trelawney). He gets his abilities from his mother's side of the family, where there have been powerful prophets in every single generation without fail. They can be identified by the alarming eye color that they all share — piercing gold, almost yellow, and practically glowing. Imamu hides his eyes behind extremely dark sunglasses in an attempt to protect himself from people who may want to take advantage of his ability.

He has prophetic dreams and can see snippets of people's pasts and futures when he looks them in the eye, which is why he does not like looking people in the eye. He's extremely talented at scrying through mirrors, which is how he prefers to "see". His mother is also a Uagadou graduate, born in Uganda like him, and his father is from London. They move to the UK after Imamu graduates.

In addition to his seeing abilities, he is also an animagus and can transform into a blackbird. He does not need a wand to perform spells, but his father insisted on getting him one when they moved to London, as additional padding of protection. The more "normal" he appears, the less people will badger him, and wandless magic is very rare in England, which makes him stand out too much.

A jokester with a sharp sense of humor and extremely charismatic. He plays into his appearance because he knows he's attractive and is very proud of it (he is his mother's son). He can play both the drums and the piano, just prefers the piano. It was his idea to start the band as a cover to protect his identity as well as his friends' identities because all of them are being hunted in some way.

Is absolutely enamored with Roxanne because he can not see into her head, and he likes that. She's a mystery to him, not realizing that the reason he can't see her future is because her future is with him (and no seer alive is able to see their own future).

Name: Julian "Jule" Reinhardt

Origin: Germany

Wand: willow and veela hair/dragon heartstring

Patronus: occamy

Profession: Bassist + Vocalist

Sexuality: demisexual

Details: born at the edges of the Black Forest to a fairly normal wizarding family, if allowed to grow up properly, he would have attended Durmstrang. Tragically, he was never given the opportunity, as he was kidnapped when he was extremely young by a pack of werewolves who lived in the deep mountains of the Black Forest.

A "family" consisting of just lycanthropes, though very few of them are related by blood. Their way of expanding on their "family" is by choosing young children and stealing them from their families, biting them for the purpose of creating a legacy of lycanthropy to be passed down. It's thought that the first werewolf was made from the Black Forest, which makes the "family" blind with the desire to maintain the purity of their history. Instead, they turn into murderers, kidnappers, and abusers. Jule is just one of the victims.

Julian has no memory of his original family and is not taught much magic by the pack, nor does he have a wand. He does know how the pack works, though, so he knows he had a family and that they are no longer alive. Unlike the rest of the pack, Julian has always felt like an outcast. In an act of desperation to escape the abuse, he decides to run away, though he is in constant fear of hurting people along the way.

He's absolutely terrible around people because of his isolation and has a lot of trouble trying to figure out how to act around them. Extremely quiet and cautious, he hates being touched. He's nervous and anxious but very protective of his people.

He's physically stronger than he realizes because of his lycanthropy (he doesn't know his own strength; in fact, he thinks he's extremely weak). Abysmal confidence (think albus pre-delphini). He doesn't have much faith in his magic and doesn't get a wand until he moves to England. Imamu takes him to Diagon Alley and Olivanders, where he ends up being chosen by an unusual willow wand with a core of braided dragon heartstring and veela hair.

Keeps his black hair long enough that he can use his bangs to cover his right eye, which he damaged badly during one of his first transformations, leaving him half blind and badly scarred. No one can see the scars if his bangs are in place and if they don't look too close. Most of his scars are on the rest of his body rather than his face, which he hides under thick layers of dark clothes: high neck shirts with long sleeves, leather gloves, jackets, etc.

Keeps his nails cut and filed as short as he can to the point where they sometimes bleed because he doesn't want to accidentally scratch someone. Wears gloves as an extra precaution. Also wears a black face mask over his nose and mouth when he's in public (that's how terrified of himself he is).

Being on the stage playing bass with his friends, who love him and understand him in spite of everything, is the only time he feels like he can be anything other than a victim. He's on the stage playing the first time he sees Louis, who he falls in love with at first sight. He doesn't realize it at first and thinks the racing of his heart is a sign of fear as that's the only thing he's ever felt in the past.

[nightingale2004]

Harry Potter next gen: Dudley Dursley vers.

Hazel Fern Dursley

Faceclaim: Isabella Sermon

Hazel is the daughter of Dudley and Eleonor Dursley. She is also their second child

Hazel has an older sister named Heather Petunia Dursley and a kid sister named Daisy Poppy Dursley

Looks more like her mom with a mix of her dad

Before Hazel and her sisters were born, Dudley and Harry reconnected after the war at Hogwarts, where they, over the years, got a bit closer, and they even attended each other's weddings

Dudley also got to meet the Weasley clan briefly

When Hazel first started showing signs that she was magic, it was at the age of 6, and she started making things float, come alive, and/or explode out of nowhere

Dudley had an idea of what was happening and invited Harry into his home, where he confirmed Dudley's suspicions that Hazel was, in fact a witch

Eleanor was more surprised than Dudley. She knew some of Dudley's family history along with some of Harry's and knew that Lily was a witch and she was a muggle, but both Eleanor and Dudley thought Hazel would be pure muggle

Harry explained everything and tried his best to give as much information about the Wizarding world as he could, along with information about Hogwarts to help them be prepared for what happens when Hazel reaches the age of 11 without overwhelming them completely

Harry also tried to keep his adventures in Hogwarts to himself since he didn't want to worry his cousin and his wife more than they already were and he would assure them that his children, nieces, nephews, and Teddy would watch over her so she wouldn't be alone

Dudley and his wife Eleonor took in the information the best they could, but it wasn't easy.

They were extremely worried about Hazel entering a new world that they had no experience in and were secretly dreading the day the letter for Hogwarts would come

When the letter did come, Harry personally delivered it. Hazel was extremely nervous, while her parents tried their best to smile and support her, but they were just as nervous as their daughter was (and it showed)

Before Hazel went to Hogwarts, her mom made her promise to keep them updated weekly with bumches of letters telling them everything, and her dad was just praying that Hazel would fit in and make friends

After Hazel went into Hogwarts, she was sorted into Hufflepuff

Before Hogwarts, Hazel felt very close to her parents and sisters, but after she started at Hogwarts, she started feeling estranged from her own family

Hazel considered her and her big sister Heather as thick as thieves, but after Hogwarts, they started drifting apart, and Hazel even heard Heather talk bad about her with her muggle friends saying how she went to a school for "special" kids

Hazel even noticed that when she would come home for break and she would show what she learned, her parents would be uncomfortable and even startled to the point where she stopped talking to them about Hogwarts or anything witchcraft related

The only person in her family who would want to see her magic would be Daisy, her kid sister

But that didn't help Hazel's feelings of insecurities and indifference

Hazel even got depressed to the point where she would spend more time with her cousins than with her parents or sisters. She would even stay over for a few days.

She also started hating being a witch and wished every day that she was normal so that her family wouldn't see her as a freak

This went on for almost 2 years until Harry, Hermione, and Petunia came in and fixed things (yes, Petunia is still alive. Rip to Vernon)

Harry and Hermione talked some sense into Dursley, and Petunia talked some sense into Heather

When Petunia got news, one of her granddaughters was a witch, shocked would have been an understatement of how she felt. But after some time, she learned that she never loved her granddaughter Hazel any less

When Petunia saw what was happening between Heather and Hazel, it reminded her of herself and Lily, and that relationship was the last thing she wanted for her granddaughters, so she decided to fix it (and it worked)

Little by little, Hazel and her family started settling into a new rhythm. She slowly tells them everything that's been going on at Hogwarts that she didn't say

Hazel and Heather have grown a new and strong sister bond along with Daisy

The Dursley's even started visiting Harry and getting to know more of the Wotter clan

Hazel has become extremely close with James, Teddy, Lily, Albus, Freddie, and Victoire

Hazel has also developed a love for herbology, potions, history of magic, charms, DADA, transfiguration, care for magical creatures, and divination

Her patronus is a Panda

Hazel is also very close with her uncle Harry and Hermione

There are still times when she still feels insecure and scared because she also knows about her uncle Harry's childhood living with the Dursley's, but her whole families support is enough to keep the bad thoughts at bay

Hermione and Eleonor are working together to start up homes for muggle witches and wizards who don't have a good home life, were kicked out or no home at all since not every muggle wizard or witch is as fortunate

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Chapter 15. Am I More Than You Bargained For Yet?

Lowkey I am fully aware that it seems like I don’t put a lot of what goes on behind the scenes with Albus and his family and I for real will get onto doing that soon (in fact there is some in this chapter!)

Anyways, this is also posted onto my Fanfiction.net account SomeKind0fMagic and my Wattpad somekindofmagic1 and my AO3 account s0m3kind0fmagic so you can check it out on there too!

I do not own Harry Potter

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Albus’s eyes drifted from the homework he was trying to finish before class as he heard the sound of owls coming into the Great Hall. he wasn’t expecting anything so he turned back to the Herbology work. He swore that he was going to do it by himself, without Annie’s help, but he had gotten distracted by Quidditch practice and had forgotten it at the bottom on his bag until Annie asked about it and now he was stuck scrambling to try and remember everything he could about Mandrake’s so that he would get the answers right and so that he wouldn’t have to explain why he failed such an easy assignment and explain that quidditch distracted him. He knew that Professor Longbottom wouldn’t accept that excuse.

Honestly, Albus was sure that no teacher really would since he chose to try out for the team and accepted his position.

He heard a strange noise come from Annie so he turned to look at her, brow raised as she tossed the  letter in front of her. “Everything okay?” A small hint of laughter in his voice.

She sighed, “Apparently, Mum and dad are fighting over Liana again and apparently it’s freaking Clara out. Or at least according to Aidan as she’s staying with him.” She moved a piece of hair out of her face, “But, at least I guess this is, on the bright side, Cass is pregnant so I’m gonna be an Aunt.”

He noted the indifference, that almost sounded unjoyful, tone in her voice. He moved more to face her. “Is that not good, somehow?”

She shrugged, “I dunno, ask me again in ten years.”

He laughed, turning back to his parchments. “Alright I guess I will.”

And as he was grabbing a piece of bacon, looking at the question again to try to answer it when he heard a soft voice call out his name. “Albus?” He looked over to almost behind him and saw the blonde hair of his younger cousin.

He coughed to clear his throat, trying to clear any confusion or even shock from his voice. “Lucy? What’s up?”

She held out a few envelopes to him, “These were for you. Your parents' owl accidently sent them to James instead so he sent me to give them to you. Plus this other one from someone else was sent to James by accident too.”

“Oh,” He took them from her hands, almost hesitantly for some reason. As he moved to place them next to his work, he glanced at her. “Thanks.” He brushed a small bit of hair from his eyes. “Is that all?” She nodded and he tapped his thigh slightly. “Okay...I’m gonna get back to my work and food.”

She nodded again, “See you later Albus.”

He hummed in agreement as he turned back and she walked away. He didn’t even spare a look at the Gryffindor table, already knowing that at least James was staring him down. He finished eating the piece of bacon he had previously grabbed and looked back at his homework. But he didn’t even last ten seconds before he felt eyes on him. He slowly looked up to see Scorpius staring at him. He raised a brow at his friend, “Can I help you?”

“Are you gonna read those letters?”

“Am I not allowed to do my homework ethically? Without cheating? At this point with the amount of distractions or interruptions, I’m never gonna get it done in time!” He heard Annie snort and he pointedly turned to her. “Really? You’re really going to make fun of me at this time?”

“Here.” She laughed out, grabbing a few pieces of parchment similar to his. “Just copy them, Al. do the usual and change the wording. I’m honestly tired of watching you slowly lose it.”

He gave her a bland face, almost thinking about pushing her off of the bench. “I hate you.”

“Lies.” She smiled sweetly and pushed hair from her own face, “But Scorpius is right, are you gonna read them?”

He slid Annie's work over closer to him and put his quill down. “I guess. But I seriously don’t understand why you two want me to read them.”

As he grabbed one, Scorpius shrugged, “Chaos.”

He hummed and started to read the first letter:

Albus,

How has your second year been going outside of making the team? Honestly, getting a letter that says “made the team, you can send my broom.” wasn’t exactly what I was asking for when I told you to write more. 

But besides that, we’re all happy for you and will try to make the first game. Neville said that it was against Gryffindor so it’ll be most of the family as Rose also made the Gryffindor team as a Chaser. Ron made a joke that now Lily and Hugo just need to make the team when they get to Hogwarts and then basically everyone in the family was on the team.

Astoria also sent me a letter telling me that Scorpius made the team, let him know I say congratulations and that we’ll see you at the game.

Love,

Mum

“Mum knows you also made the team, Scor, she says congrats.”

He saw the small smile on his face, “Tell her I say thanks, whenever you write to her again.”

“Actually,” He started as he began to fold up the paper and grabbed the next, “She said that she’ll try to make it to the game against Gryffindor on the 13th. So if she makes it, you could just tell her then.”

“Ah yes, because you won’t write to her before then.”

“I won’t.” He muttered as he started to read the next one that was really more of a note.

Hey Albus, I was wondering if you could help me with some Transfiguration? I would ask in person but I only ever see you in the Great Hall during meal times and then you’re with your friends and I don’t wanna bother you. I understand if you can’t though! Vic just said to go to you if I needed help, and you said to as well over summer.

Thanks! Louis

Albus looked over to the Ravenclaw table to where his younger cousin was talking to a guy that he was pretty sure was a first year too. He turned back to Annie and Scor, “I’ll be back. I’m gonna go talk to my cousin Louis.”

“That was the one who ended up sitting with us on the train, right?”

He nodded, “Yeah, he needs help with some stuff so he wrote to me about it so I was just...going to talk to him.”

“Help with what?” He started to walk away as Annie questioned him, “Albus, you can’t even--”

He walked off shaking his head, truly pretending he didn’t hear her questioning him over this. Even before he made it all the way over to the Ravenclaw table, he saw the people staring at him and did the best that he could to try and ignore it. He was used to it, oddly enough now. but...it couldn’t help feel weird as he got closer. It was stranger than what he was used to. It didn’t feel like the stares he had gotten since becoming a Slytherin nor did it feel like the ones for him being a Potter. It was like...a mix of the two he guessed.

He got up to his cousin and cleared his voice, saying his cousin's name gentler than he usually would. “Louis?”

Louis looked back and smiled at Albus, “Albus! Did you get my note?”

He nodded, “Yeah, I did. And I’m willing to help you out with whatever.”

“Thank you! When could you start?”

“Well, I have practice every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday from 4 to 6, then Anne makes me study every Tuesday. So how’s Thursdays at about 5 and then until Dinner?”

“That works out great! Thank you so much Al!”

He smiled at his cousin, “Course Louis, we’re family, it’s what I’m supposed to do.” He ignored the small sting he felt from himself when he said that aloud. 

Louis smiled, “Of course! So I’ll see you Thursday?”

Albus nodded, “See you Thursday.” And as he turned to walk away, he quickly turned back to Louis, “And Louis?” He looked at him, “Don’t be scared to come over to the Slytherin table. We don’t bite. Most of us at least.” The last bit was a slight joke and an afterthought. However, the more he thought about it, he actually couldn’t guarantee that it was a joke. He was sure that a few people would bite.

His cousin laughed, “Okay, got it!”

This time, Albus turned and walked back to his table and knew full well that even more people were staring at him as he did so. People that were in different houses were even watching him. His family at the Gryffindor table were the most, especially James and Rose. he saw them from the corner of his eye although he tried to pretend that he didn’t. But he just ignored them and walked back to his friends. 

He even saw Annie and Scorpius’ eyes on him and as he sat back down next to Annie, Scorpius leaned in from across. “Dude, like everyone was staring at you while you talked to your cousin. I think that James was trying to make you explode or something with how hard and long he was staring at you!”

He laughed at his friend before playfully rolling his eyes, “Really? I didn’t even notice.”

“Seriously?!”

“He was being sarcastic, Scor.”

“Oh.”

Albus nodded before taking the papers that Annie had previously given him and quickly copying down it all before breakfast ended and he was considered to be done for.

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Thursday had come quicker than Albus had originally thought and now he was sitting in the library, waiting for his cousin to show. Fear began to sneak in as he looked around, in no sight was the blonde hair of his cousin. Slowly, he began to wonder if perhaps it was just some prank. That Louis was like the others. Although, he had to doubt it. Neither of his sisters were that way and it never appeared that Louis’ parents had any care about it. 

If he was really going to be completely honest, Albus was beginning to wonder why he was even doing this. He was only a year older than Louis and Annie was right. He tended to struggle to get his own work done, how could he help his cousin? But it wasn’t like it was entirely that Albus didn’t understand what he was being taught. He did, most of the time. It was just hard for him to get the work done outside of class. He didn’t see the point of studying and doing the homework. He did well on quizzes and always passed without problems when it came to practical exams. He just...didn’t want to have to apply all of the time. He just didn’t see the point.

He looked over to his side as he heard the sound of a chair scraping the floor. Finally, he saw the blonde hair of his cousin, who also had an apologetic look on his face. “I’m so sorry Albus! I was talking with Liana and I didn’t even realize what time it was.”

Albus smiled at him, “That’s fine, we’ll just have a little less time than originally planned.”

He smiled in a sort of grateful way, “That’s fine.” 

Albus cleared his throat for a moment, “How is Liana by the way?”

“She’s good. She doesn’t really talk much about her family, but I think everyone in the house knows that she’s upset over what happened.” Albus nodded as Louis grabbed a book from his bag before sighing. “Can you just promise not to talk about this to anyone? Or at least anyone who would tell someone in our family. I don’t want someone like Rose or Molly finding out and then getting mad because I didn’t go to them.”

Albus offered a small smile and nod. He knew better than to ask, despite him wanting to more than anything. Ask why he hadn’t gone to Rose or Molly first. They were smarter, it was known. They would be able to get him up to speed in no time. But all Albus could do after was rub his nose, feeling how cold it was starting to get in the castle before pointing to the book Louis had placed in front of them.

“So, what in Transfiguration do you need help with?”

He heard Louis give out an awkwardly uncomfortable laugh and saw him rubbing his neck. “Um...All of it?”

Albus laughed, trying to make him feel better. “That’s fine. Transfiguration isn’t all that easy.” Especially if one is just going based on the book. “Well, we might as well start and try to see what we can get you to understand.” He opened up the book, “So--”

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The two cousins hadn’t even realized that dinner was starting until a painting by them had mumbled something about how studious the two were as they were there and dinner was starting. And as soon as they had heard that, Louis had quickly slammed his book shut, shoving it into his bag as Albus frantically grabbed his. Before they exited the library, they agreed to meet again the next week, just that time on time (although Albus was sure one of them would be late, punctuality wasn’t something their family was known for).

So now Albus was running down the stairs to the Slytherin common room in order to toss his bag into his room with the other second years, even though he’d have to come back for it before Astronomy. He knew someone was following him from behind but he chose to ignore it, especially as he had turned his head over his shoulder and saw James and Rose. He closed his eyes for a brief moment as he neared the common room, muttering the password and running in. He didn’t want to know what his brother and cousin wanted. And he especially didn’t want to know why they had basically followed him from the library to the dungeons. 

He ran up the stairs and opened the door to his dorm before tossing his bag onto the bed and turning around and running down the stairs again and out of the common room, back to the dungeons. He hadn’t even made it to the stairs to go back up to the Entrance Hall and head to the Great Hall for dinner when James and Rose called out to him. He stopped and closed his eyes again, letting out a breath, before turning to look at them. 

“What do you want?”

He saw James cross his arms, some sort of accusatorial look on his face. “What are you doing with Louis?”

“Nothing? We were just talking.” Albus sighed and crossed his own arms, “Y’know, like family is supposed to.”

“Albus, don’t--”

“Rose,” He looked at his cousin, “Please don’t sit there and try to act all high and mighty, please, I beg of you.”

“I wasn’t--”

“You were.” He blankly said, “That’s what you do. And I also don’t know why it matters that I’m spending more time with Louis. He’s my cousin, we’re allowed to talk and do things together.”

“Well what were you doing in the library, then?”

“Not bringing him to ‘my side’ if that’s what you think. And honestly, what is my cause? Just existing and loving my house because my friends and their families are, for the most part, extremely nice?”

“We don’t care if someone--”

He scoffed and interrupted Rose, “You don’t? Then why did you practically cast me out when I tried to tell you the truth? Not all Slytherins are bad, most aren’t. Gryffindor has just as many bad members, as does Ravenclaw, and I’m sure Hufflepuff. Slytherin isn’t the only house where people turned evil or did evil things.”

“We didn’t care, Albus, you were the one who did.”

“I didn’t. You did. But I guess you can’t see past your own ego and realize how you treat everyone outside of Gryffindor. Outside of those who worship the ground you walk on.”

James narrowed his eyes, “I never acted that way. You changed immediately and started acting like all of those people do. Acting like you’re--”

He stopped him, “No James. That’s you. You act like you’re the best. You act like no one is better than you because of who your--our dad is. Who our mum is. Who our family is. I could probably name the people who act like that in Slytherin since there’s so few. And what am I acting like? Am I acting like the horrifying villain in your story? In the story of your life where you’re the savior? Or am I just pointing out that not everyone worships you because you’re Harry Potter’s kid!”

“I have a reason to brag about my dad! He is Harry fucking Potter! He saved the Wizarding World! Stopped it from Voldemort! Who, might I add, was a Slytherin! As were all of his other followers! Including your precious Malfoy’s father! But then my father went on to marry Ginny Weasley from the Holyhead Harpies and have two kids--!”

Albus watched James’ lips move but he didn’t hear the words come out. He saw Rose look away, almost ashamed at what she was hearing. He looked at her, almost desperately. Almost begging her to tell him to stop. To prove to Albus that this was just some stupid thing that she had seen through. That she had just wanted James’ approval but he saw that she said nothing. She just looked away, avoiding his eyes. Her brown away avoiding his glassed over green ones. Albus looked back at James, almost defeatedly. And he saw the look on James’ face. Smug. As if he had just won something.

“You know...Peter Pettigrew was a Gryffindor and he was the reason our grandparents are dead and our father had to be the saviour of the wizarding world at 17 after going through fight after fight since he turned 11. Teddy’s grandmother was a Slytherin. And you seem to forget that Narcissa Malfoy, the woman who lied to Voldemort that our dad was dead, was a Slytherin. I don’t think it’s fair that you can say that about my house when you have one of the biggest traitors to our family.” He looked at Rose, “I hope Hugo and Lily see past you.”

He rubbed his nose and turned to walk back up the stairs, “Now if you two don’t mind, I’m heading up to the Great Hall to eat.”

He quickly ran up the stairs and held back the tears that continued to threaten to fall. He was silent as he walked over to his two friends and sat next to them. He saw the look the two of them shared, as well as saw Rohyn whisper into Scorpius’ ear but Albus didn’t have the will to say anything. He felt Annie gently touch his shoulder and he looked at her, but regretting it as he saw James walk in. Rose was nowhere in sight and it wasn’t like he cared. She made her choice and now they both had to live with that.

He fully looked at Annie before breathing out, “Liana’s doing good.”

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Albus stayed in the back of the Astronomy tower as Professor Sinistra spoke about something in the sky. Honestly, Albus wasn’t sure what she was saying. His book was open, flipping pages as instructed but the words just went into one ear and out the other. He looked everywhere but at the pages even. His eyes eventually fell on Rose. She was also in the back, but as far away from him as she could get. He saw her eyes. He could see the red and puffiness in them from where he was. Even as she was slightly covered in shadows. 

He hated her. He hated that she was crying. What was she crying for? She had no reason to cry. No reason to be upset. She was the one who did the harm. She didn’t get harmed. She said nothing. She deserved what he said to her. He hoped it happened. That Hugo and Lily would see how she was. See that she wouldn’t stick up for them if it would hurt her or her reputation or looks. If it would make her be on the bad side of anyone in her house.

He didn’t care what type of person it made him. He hoped that one day she would know how he felt.

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Albus had ran out of the Astronomy tower the second Professor Sinistra had called the end of class. He heard Annie and Scorpius call after him but he didn’t listen. He just ran out as fast as he could in order to make it back to the common room without anyone talking to him. He just...he couldn’t deal with it. Not here, not now. He really wasn’t even sure he ever wanted to talk about it, but he was sure he would have to. He was sure that someone would get it out of him, one of these days. But he didn’t want to have to think about that. No now.

Truthfully, Albus didn’t understand any of it. Understand why he felt this way. He and James had never been close, both had (separately) been closer to Lily than each other. But he wasn’t sure that he had ever thought that it would be this way. Where Albus felt like he couldn’t...well he wasn’t even sure what he felt.

He pushed the door to his dorm room, no one else was in there. He tossed his book bag to the side and he couldn’t even bring himself to remove his glasses or change into his pajamas before he fell face forward onto his bed. He just fell forward and held his pillow tightly before somehow falling asleep before everyone else made it back.

[t1oui]

the first room draco malfoy sleeps in after inheriting malfoy manor is the one he shares with astoria.

it's further from scorpius's room than he likes, but it's the biggest and has the nicest windows, and they make do. it's the room with the big walk-in closet and the window seat where astoria spends hours reading, both to herself and out loud for her family.

it's the room where draco finds his wife and son playing board games - both magical and muggle - together at the end of the day. he doesn't know much about the muggle things, and neither does astoria, but it's always fun to figure them out.

this room is the one with the big king-sized bed that holds all three malfoys on nights when scorpius has bad dreams, or even those where he simply wanted more time with his parents.

it's the room that draco takes for granted.

the second room, the one he moves to after astoria's death, is across the hall from his son. it's small and cramped, previously more of a closet than a bedroom. it's a perfect place for a broken heart.

the bed is smaller, a queen, but it still fits scorpius on the nights when they need to have a cry together. the wardrobe in the corner is tiny, but draco's clothes never took up much space anyway. the floor doesn't have enough space for draco and scorpius to stretch out on the infrequent nights scorpius pokes his head in with a chess board, so instead of games, all the room sees is tears. that's okay, draco thinks. he deserves it.

beginning in their eighth year, blaise and pansy had some sort of friends with benefits arrangement. draco never truly understood it, nor did he try to, but the whole thing came crashing down when scorpius was ten and pansy arrived at the manor in a state after finding out she was pregnant.

leilani grows up alongside scorpius, a younger sister of sorts who adores her "older brother" more than anything. pansy and blaise are both busy with work at the ministry, but pansy - a journalist - has far less structure than office worker blaise, which leaves him as the one to bring leliani over the most often.

draco can't pinpoint the moment their friendship turns into something more. he can only remember not feeling anything other than joy the first time they kissed, underneath a mistletoe during scorpius's seventh year. he can also remember pansy storming into the room right after and yelling "i knew it" before tackling them into a hug.

the third and final bedroom draco sleeps in is the one with blaise in it. it's just next door to his first room, where his first bed is collecting dust as it has been since astoria's final night in it. this room is slightly smaller, and its closet took a bit of charming to fit all of their clothes, but it feels perfect. not better than his room with astoria, not worse, just different. draco wouldn't want it any other way.

leilani gets the room across the hall, which is huge - almost bigger than scorpius's - and very fancy and perfect for spoiling her in. scorpius is twenty by the time there's a new ring on draco's left hand, and he drags albus potter all around his childhood home by one hand while a ten-year-old leilani takes hold of the other.

"i bet she's a gryffindor," draco whisper-shouts as he stands between blaise and pansy to watch. pansy gags.

"she was raised by three slytherins," pansy says. "there's no way, right?"

"scorp was a ravenclaw," blaise points out.

a year later, two weeks after scorpius's wedding and the night of leilani's first day at hogwarts, they get their answer.

"they have always been close," pansy says with a frown.

"i told you so," blaise replies, grinning as he pulls draco in with one arm and pansy in with the other.

the bed in draco and blaise's room is still a queen, the same size as the one in draco's second bedroom, but it fits three adults just fine.

[starcrossedjedis]

like mother like daughter

♥ just three generations of badass witches ♥

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