#hogwarts 1940s

[konstantynowitz]

Riddle era headcanons

Walburga, like her son Sirius, was very rebellious in her youth. Wally’s parents had difficulty suppressing her recalcitrant tendencies and it only got worse once she got to Hogwarts. 100% bullied Muggleborns, probably even tried to hex Tom maybe once or twice before he earned his reputation.

Orion Black and Abraxas Malfoy were the first of Tom Riddle’s peers that he befriended during his first year at Hogwarts. In spite of this, Malfoy was the only one out of the two who joined the Knights of Walpurgis.

There is no doubt in my mind that would lead me to believe that Orion was not a pure-blood supremacist, but I don’t think he was much of an extremist when it came to blood purity. It definitely comes down to how far you are willing to go in order to preserve your own ideals and for Orion that only went as far as to marry your own cousin.

Alphard Black was a metamorphmagus like his grandniece Nymphadora Tonks. Being a metamorphmagi was not widely accepted back in the ‘30s and ‘40s, especially for witches and wizards born into influential pure-blood families so I don’t think Alphard’s parents approved of his abilities and probably implored him not to use them in public.

Cygnus and Druella were a love match which was a rare occurrence for pure-blood marriages at the time.

Tom Riddle’s classmate Rosier Sr. was the father of Evan and Felix Rosier. Rosier Sr. is also the brother of Druella Rosier, which therefore makes him the uncle of her three daughters Bellatrix, Andromeda and Narcissa.

Druella inherited the lighter Rosier traits such as blond hair and blue eyes from her father, while her brother Rosier Sr. got the gene for more darker features from his family like his aunt Vinda Rosier.

Birth order of the Black siblings: Walburga (b. 1925), Alphard (b. 1927) and Cygnus (b. 1929). Canonically, Cygnus was born somewhere around 1938 which would’ve made him thirteen by the time Bellatrix (b. 1951) was born. Most fans have considered this a mathematical error made by J.K. Rowling and so I’m going to put his date of birth around the late 1920s.

Lucretia Black was not a pure-blood supremacist like her family, making her much like her cousin Alphard in that regard. She would later become an ally to the Order of the Phoenix when Voldemort rose into power.

Rodolphus Lestrange is said to have the gift of foresight, which I headcanon he gets from his father Lestrange Sr. Ironically, the raven is the family emblem of the Lestrange family, and in Greek mythology, a raven is the sacred bird of Apollo, God of foresight.

Lestrange Sr. married Tasoula Shafiq, a pure-blood witch from the Shafiq family who are listed in the Sacred Twenty-Eight. The Shafiq family are of Middle Eastern origin which is where I assume Rabastan Lestrange got his name from; the name Rabastan is Arabic for ‘Head of the Serpent’.

Euphemia Potter and Walburga Black were actually very close friends during their time at Hogwarts. The two grew apart especially once they graduated and Euphemia went on to marry Fleamont. Walburga didn’t approve of the match, because even if the Potters were a respectable pure-blood family they were not supremacists.

Orion and Walburga saw their marriage as more of an obligation than a partnership. It was a practical match which neither Orion or Wally were hesitant to accept. The two of them believed that it was their duty to keep their bloodline pure and if that meant marrying each other then so be it.

Due to the House of Black’s constant inbreeding, Orion was born with hemophilia.

[virgil-anon]

a touch of fate by virgil_anon on ao3

Summary: When Harry and Cedric touch the Triwizard Tournament Cup inside the maze, instead of taking them to the graveyard as the portkey intended, the magics of the ancient Goblet fought back.

Flung into the past, the two must work together to ever hope of finding their way home.

Relationship(s): Harry Potter/Tom Riddle, Harry Potter & Cedric Diggory, Alphard Black/Cedric Diggory

Snippet under the break!

The twenty-fourth of June, 1942, was supposed to be a quiet night. In the history books, it was widely regarded as forgotten and unremarkable. Now, a large boom and flash of bright blue light could be heard from miles away, lighting up every window in the castle facing the quidditch pitch, and half of the Forbidden Forest. The sound woke nearly everyone in the castle, except for Peeves and a handful of particularly tired house elves.

Madam Noreen Blainey rushed out of the infirmary, which was thankfully devoid of any patients this close to the end of term, throwing on her red mediwitch robe before quickly making her way down to the pitch. Along the way, Professors Dumbledore, Slughorn, Diggory, and Vassy, all the Heads of their respective Houses, met her on the lawn, carrying their wands ignited with lumos to light their way.

Once there, in the middle of the field, she found two unconscious students—one in red and one in yellow—clutching the Goblet of Fire between them like a lifeline.

Slughorn gasped. “That's the Goblet of Fire, that is.”

“Yes, we all have eyes, Horace!” Vassy snapped.

Noreen rushed to their sides, and thankfully Dumbledore cast two shining balls of light to follow her, each one hovering over a particular boy's head. Casting two quick diagnostic charms, both seemed to be in relatively good condition. The only current injury both boys had was a burn scarring into their palms, which she could tell was from the Goblet. There was nothing to explain why they were unconscious, although cuts, bruises, and dehydration showed they had been involved in rigorous activities prior to now.

However, the boy in red showed a concerning amount of malnutrition, something that had her frowning. He also had a scar on his forehead that never properly healed, Dark magic pulsing off of it like it was still alive.

Noreen pulled out her bag, where two stretchers were shrunken down. She pulled them out and resized them before gently levitating each boy onto the gurney. Glancing at the professors at her disposal, she ordered, “Diggory, Dumbledore, come with me for assistance. Slughorn, I'd like you to prepare your lab, I need you to brew a few things for me. And Vassy, please alert Dippet, I will need his involvement for what's to come.”

Vassy frowned. “What's going on? Who are these boys?”

Noreen shrugged. “I don't know, but I think they'll be able to tell us themselves when they wake up.”

Thankfully, the professors listened and followed all of her instructions. Slughorn levitated the boy in yellow, and Dumbledore handled the boy in red, both of their respective orbs keeping vigil over their heads. She grabbed the Goblet, although she didn't touch it, merely levitating it in front of her.

“Which potions do you need, Noreen?” Slughorn asked.

“A nutrition potion, the strongest pain relievers you can brew, and some of that magical burn salve,” she replied. ‘I fear my current stock won't do much to help their hands.”

Slughorn nodded. “Of course, I'll get right on that.” Without another word, he split off towards the dungeons. Vassy headed towards the Headmaster’s office, while the rest of them made it to the infirmary.

Noreen gestured to two beds closest to her own rooms, and each boy was gently laid down. She administered pain relievers and her current stock of burn salves with Diggory’s help, but it only did so much.

The fireplace lit up green, and Dippet stepped out with Vassy following close behind.

“My word,” he exclaimed. “What happened here?”

“We're not sure,” Noreen replied.

“I believe I have a clue,” Dumbledore murmured.

Dippet turned towards him. “What is it, Albus?”

The Transfiguration Professor levitated the Goblet of Fire. “We found the boys clutching this. Look at the date.”

Everyone stepped closer, gasps ringing out when Noreen made out the letters in the lamplight: 1994.

By Merlin and Morgana both, she needed a drink.

[konstantynowitz]

This is how I see them.

Knights of Walpurgis is such an interesting concept to me because I imagine them to be nothing like Death Eaters.

I like to think of the Knights of Walpurgis as not Lord Voldemort’s first followers but as Tom Riddle’s only friends.

To me they are Slytherin boys in Tom’s year: Malfoy, Lestrange, Mulciber, Avery, Rosier, Nott & Riddle.

They first became acquaintances and then quickly became friends– and only agreed to be called Knights of Walpurgis because they thought their group lacked an aesthetic name.

They were a warm knit of Slytherins and Tom basked in their presence. They were his friends and his family and there was a time– before killing curses and tattered bits of soul– when Tom Riddle was truly happy.

[aethon-recs]

Hullo!!

Thank you for all the great tomarry fic recs you have given to us!! Your recs are always the best and I love them all..🩷🩷

Do you have any Tomarry fics where Harry somehow time travels to the past where Tom is still in his Hogwarts years ?? And Harry becomes the transfer/new student and gets sorted into Slytherin??

I hope I'm not being too specific.. honestly, just any fic where Harry and Tom both go to Hogwarts!!

Thank you🩷🩷

- rioo xxx

Hi there! Thank you for your kind words 🤍

Here's a selection of fics featuring Harry and Tom attending Hogwarts together in the 1940s.

There's 23 fics in the list below, covering 1.7 million words, so hopefully there's some fics in here you haven't come across before! Happy reading!

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Hogwarts 1940s-era Tomarrymort Recs

A Future Without a Face by @dividawrites (E, 115k, complete)

Tom Riddle is a gifted teen with a personality disorder. He’s going to rule the world one day. Harry Potter is an extremely angry transfer student, or at least that’s what Tom believes.

And the Living Will Envy the Dead by @k-s-morgan (M, 81k, WIP)

When Harry looks at Tom, he feels overwhelmed. There is a spark that makes him hopeful, the fear that nothing he does will save Tom from himself, and the horror at what his lies might lead to. When Tom looks at Harry, he feels nothing. Until he does, and then Harry’s world starts drowning in blood.

At the end of every road by @sass-y-squatch (M, 90k, complete)

In which Harry is determined to prevent Voldemort's rise, even if he has to stalk, bribe, threaten, and marry Tom Riddle to do it.

But For You, I Did by @duplicitywrites (M, 21k, complete)

When 11-year-old Tom Riddle finally arrives at Platform 9 and ¾, he meets fifth-year Prefect Harry Evans, a Muggleborn Slytherin at the top of his year. Harry is everything that Tom wants to be—Harry knows exactly what it’s like to be special, intelligent, and have no one understand you. 

Custodarium by Tina48 (E, 73k, complete)

The war is over, and the Wizarding Britain has been slowly rising from the ashes. Harry just wishes none of it ever happened – what will he do when he’s given a chance to change the past? Was Dumbledore right about “the power he knows not” after all?

Devil's Hour by @exarite (E, 3k, complete)

Harry traveled back to Riddle's time with the intention to kill him, but it's been months and he's done nothing. Instead, night after night, Tom visits him in his bed. Harry lets him.

Embryo by @cannibalinc (NR, 28k, WIP)

While others only gossip about Grindelwald and dutifully prepare for their NEWTs, Tom is building an empire. He has painstakingly clawed his way to the top of his generation’s elite, and now he wants more—more power, more delights, more magic than has ever been explored before. That is Tom’s destiny, a King among men. No—a god. He need only rise to that which is his for the taking… if only one strange boy weren’t so determined to get in his way.

Enoument by @accipitae (M, 22k, complete)

Call if fate, call it destiny, call it getting hit by a car at five years old and flung into the past to land naked and bruised on the steps of Wool's Orphanage in 1931. Whatever it is, Harry grows up not in a cupboard under the stairs but in a small room shared with another strange boy.

Fate Granted by Flipdarkchill (M, 60k, WIP)

When a young Tom Riddle demands a friend in the middle of the night, he did not truly expect anything to happen. At least, not right away...

Game On, Your Move by @perhaps-sunlight (T, 75k, complete)

Be on guard, my Lord, writes Abraxas Malfoy, the new transfer student intends to kill you. Except Abraxas has terrible penmanship, and 'kill' and 'kiss' look awfully similar in shoddy cursive. Naturally, things escalate. A lot.

good night, darling by @purplemineralwater (E, 141k, WIP)

Harry's breath faltered. It was all so confusing... Harry had died. He had died and spoken to Death and suddenly he was standing in Hogwarts, in 1942, and the Sorting Hat had just pronounced him Slytherin.

Holly & Yew by @lovely-lotus (M, 236k, WIP)

After a bout of accidental magic when Harry is six, Vernon goes too far. When Harry wakes up, he is gravely wounded and more than fifty years in the past in another world. After some shuffling, Harry ends up at Wool's. There, he meets Tom Riddle, his mysterious roommate, eventual best friend, and the love of his life.

Infinite by @duplicitywrites (E, 8k, complete)

Harry and his twin brother Tom have the same mark. The same soulmate. Whoever their soulmate is, wherever they may be, they will go to Tom. Tom, however, has other plans.

nothing left to lose by @cindle-writes (E, 11k, complete)

Harry got to have Tom’s cock inside him anytime he wanted, but all he really wanted was Tom’s soul back inside of him.

Of Monsters, Of Men by @ca-xan-dra (M, 144k, WIP)

Harry’s first memory at Wool’s Orphanage is of Tom Riddle. He thinks Tom Riddle makes many exceptions for him. (He’s right.)

Promises, Promises by @mosiva (E, 72k, complete)

Harry, stuck in the past and trying to navigate Slytherin House with Tom Riddle at its head, is hit with a memory-loss spell. An unhappy accident, as the ever-friendly Tom Riddle is on hand to tell him.

Reckless Cartography by @meles-merrivale (M, 9k, WIP)

Just because someone is the love of your life doesn’t mean they’re good for you. And just because someone’s bad for you doesn’t mean you get to walk away. Featuring Harry and Tom attending Hogwarts together and slowly ruining each other’s lives.

Stab Right Through by @the-wig-is-a-metaphor (M, 82k, WIP)

Getting lost in old memories is a dangerous thing for anyone, but in Harry's case the whole situation is slightly more literal than usual, and—as it always tends to be—much, much worse.

Subjective by IceLynx (G, 1.5k, complete)

While Harry thinks Tom is extremely handsome, nobody else does. Most think Tom is rather average. Harry refuses to admit it and is forced to defend his opinion.

tautological by @cindle-writes (E, 7k, complete)

It had taken Tom quite a bit of trial and error to figure out how, but he had finally worked out how to exploit their shared horcrux connection and send Harry false visions and dreams. For a few weeks now, Harry had been waking up every morning to a rush of pleasure, soaked pajama bottoms, and Tom’s name a broken moan on his lips.

Terrible, But Great by @isalisewrites (M, 143k, WIP)

When Death gives Harry a third option, one that can save everyone he ever cared about, he takes it unflinchingly. Even when that means doing the impossible: falling in love with the enemy, Tom Riddle.

Vespertine by @itsevanffs (E, 24k, WIP)

Harry only blooms at night; Tom can see this much.

What Souls Are Made Of by Emeralds_and_Lilies (E, 278k, complete)

A mysterious object in Bellatrix's vault sends Harry, Ron and Hermione spinning into the past and to a Hogwarts like none they know. Posing as students, Harry catches the eye of the Head Boy, Tom Riddle, who is nothing like the Voldemort of the future. He's charming and sly and manipulative; both brilliant and deadly.

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[liminsendhelp]

love from the first sight

[agameofriddless]

I've been watching World on Fire recently and let me tell you that Jonah Hauer-King would be a perfect post-Hogwarts Tom Riddle

[kazisstillawake]

Aesthetic mood board for Part I of The Runemaster 🍂

[soup-of-the-daisies]

just realised that the main reason i look for harry&alphard or harry&orion relationships in time travel fics is because, when done well, it’s reminiscent of the james-and-sirius relationship.

like they’re weirdly intense about each other. very physically affectionate, preferably. orion/alphard is 100% a better love interest than whichever 40s slytherin is actually harry’s love interest (usually tom) but we don’t acknowledge that. their interactions are always romantically and sexually charged but not as much as the interactions with the Actual Love Interest, who usually makes several (confused) attempts on harry’s life. “i’ve only had him for 45 minutes and if anything happened to him i would kill everyone in this room and then myself” and the feeling’s mutual. the first time harry sets eyes on alphard/orion he has a little breakdown because alphard/orion looks so much like sirius. when the relationship is slash it’s the exact same thing but they also kiss sometimes. when it’s not slash they also kiss.

harry walks somewhere without orion or alphard and a teacher (merrythought, slughorn, dumbledore) goes “where’s your other half then??” and harry’s like professor we have separate lives. we can be apart from one another for extended periods of time. idk what to tell you. and the professor instantly retorts “hm, yes, i didn’t know you’re a lying liar who lies, mr evans” and harry can’t even say anything to that because the professor’s right, actually. he misses orion/alphard so much it’s like his heart is bleeding. they last saw each other five minutes ago but that’s not the point.

[possiblylostintheforties]

Harry : It’s funny how well you and Tom get along. Didn’t he hate you at first?

Abraxas: Tom hates everybody at first. It’s his way of reaching out to people.

[hogwarts-1930s-1940s]

Walburga Black, planting in her garden: Leen, pass me the hoe.

Eileen Prince: [grabs Abraxas and hands him over to Wally]

Eileen Prince: Here you go

Walburga Black: .....

Eileen Prince: .....

Abraxas Malfoy: .....

Walburga Black: ... I mean the other one.

Eileen Prince: Lyall isn't here.

Walburga Black: Leen, no-

[sk1fanfiction]

tom (under his breath): someone will die minerva: ... poppy: of fun! minerva: oh, poppy

[konstantynowitz]

Noble and Most Ancient House of Black — Headcanons

Pollux Black was thirteen when he had his eldest child Walburga.

Irma was forced to drop out of Hogwarts by her in-laws due to her pregnancy with her daughter.

Because of how young her parents were when she was born, Wally was nursed by Kreacher’s mother during infanthood and early childhood.

Melania Black was not a blood supremacist, nor did she follow the societal standards expected of women at the time.

She was independent in nature and had a mind of her own.

Melania did not wait around for men to tell her what to do and that was probably something that attracted Arcturus.

If you’ve watched the show Versailles then you’d be familiar with Princess Palatine who I’d say has the same personality.

She just gives off that kind of energy, ya know?

Melania was a very worldly woman with a bright mind, which made her intellectually dangerous.

And this discouraged Arcturus’s family from giving their blessing to let him marry her.

This also made Melania quite undesirable amongst other pure-blooded families who didn’t want to take on a bride who could potentially challenge their traditional values and expectations.

Her headstrong personality caused people to perceive Melania as difficult and untamed.

She came from a family of Hufflepuffs and bore their kind-hearted and warm disposition.

Melania refused to conform to the purist beliefs of her in-laws and remained accepting of all blood statuses.

She was against muggle hunting and muggle persecution, which obviously made it hard to be married into the Black family.

It took many years for Sirius II to accept Melania into the family and give his blessing for Arcturus to marry her.

Her own disdain towards the bigotry and racism displayed by her in-laws towards the muggle race was what set her aside from the rest of Black family.

Melania stuck out like a sore thumb compared to the rest of her husband’s relatives and that made her an easy target.

I’m sure on multiple occasions Arcturus’s parents had attempted to convince their son to divorce Melania.

But obviously for Arcturus what they were suggesting was out of the question.

Melania was never truly accepted into the Black family and would always be referred to as the “Macmillan girl” by Hesper Black.

Which upset Arcturus greatly as Melania was his wife and therefore was entitled to the Black family name.

Mel was the favorite grandmother of Sirius and Regulus between herself and Irma.

She was the only one who expressed pride towards her grandson Sirius getting sorted into Gryffindor.

When Sirius ran away, Melania still remained in contact with him and if it wasn’t for his disownment from the family then she would’ve allowed him to live with her and Arcturus.

But Arcturus wouldn’t allow it, saying that Sirius had disgraced the family and their reputation.

Besides Alphard, Mel was the one to financially support her grandson, even when he went to go live with the Potters.

She would also still call on Sirius for weekly tea dates at fancy restaurants or smth and then update Orion and Wally on how their son was doing just to rub it in their face that even though they disowned him they couldn’t keep Melania away from her grandbaby.

Like out of nowhere she would drop a comment about Sirius while crocheting a blanket like: “oh yes, your son is doing quite well, actually. He’s been made head boy, just like you Orion when you were his age.”

Oh those comparisons would strike a nerve for both Orion and Walburga.

Some days they would be upset, almost infuriated to hear of their son; their blood traitor of a son, the one who was as good as dead to them.

On other days — when Melania would tell them about how successful their eldest son had become, the one that ran away and never came back, the one they hoped would come back but never did, their pride and joy, favorite — their hearts would ache with loss and sorrow because all they wanted was for their family to be whole again.

When Melania died she left all of her assets to Sirius.

Walburga despised her mother-in-law for this, it was almost like one last “fuck you” from Melania.

Marius Black was eighteen when he was disowned from the family.

He was closest with his nephew Alphard who at the time was only seven when his uncle was forced to leave home.

Marius was a Squib, so he wasn’t a very valued member of House Black.

In spite of this, his parents kept him around even if his very presence brought them shame.

Oftentimes they wouldn’t even mention that they had a second son, or a third child.

Cygnus II and Violetta had kept their younger son away from the prying eyes of society, nor would they allow him to interact with his siblings much.

Not many people knew that Marius existed besides his relatives.

The only records of Marius that there is exists within some newspaper dating back to 1916 announcing his birth, as well as his identification and registration documents within the Ministry.

What really got Marius disowned from the family was participating in the Muggle Rights Movement and advocating for muggleborns.

He was cast out of the Black family tree and went to go live with his Uncle Phineas who willingly took him in.

Phineas had been disowned for the same reason as his nephew years prior.

Before Cygnus was engaged to Druella, his parents had originally planned to betroth him to his cousin Araminta.

Cygnus had hemophilia due to the Black family’s constant inbreeding.

He was treated as fragile as a child and he was often sheltered because of his condition.

Whenever his cousins came over to play, he couldn’t participate in certain activities such as a simple game of tag because his parents feared that he would fall and hurt himself.

His marriage with Walburga was an abusive one and once she slapped him hard enough that it started up his hemophilia.

It was so bad that he was bedridden for a whole week, half-conscious, and fighting for his life.

In bed, Walburga was top. She would never let herself be dominated by a man, especially Orion.

Their intimate moments together were fickle ones and far from passionate, nor were they very loving.

They never shared a bed together. The both of them had their own separate rooms far, far away from each other.

[dwellinginsilence]

Time period pictures of Seb and Haleigha and a Cubist art piece. 1940s.

[marzling]

picture this

1940's hogwarts has just had it's first female quiditch player Effie and commentator + potions extraordinaire Monty is a bit in love with her

[orderoftheavengers]

I Know My Value 

Summary: Pegasus Carter put her House's mascot into the emblem of the Order of the Shield • House: Ravenclaw • Blood Status: Half-blood • Wand: Apple, 12 inches, unicorn tail hair • Patronus: Cocker spaniel • Broom: Bletchley Bark • Specialties: Defense Against the Dark Arts, Transfiguration, Legillimency and Occlumency

Sorting: Pegasus Carter is certainly brave and chivalrous enough for Gryffindor, but her true specialties are information and craftiness. The Sorting Hat asked young Peggy which House she would prefer, and she stated she wanted whichever one she'd best serve her community in. But don't you care which community that is? the Hat quietly asks inside her head. Wouldn't you like a gold lion on your chest, for all who doubt your abilities to see? "I know my value," young Peggy replies softly. "Anyone else's opinion doesn't matter." That was how the Sorting Hat knew Pegasus Carter belonged in Ravenclaw. After graduating Hogwarts, she even convinced Howard Stark to put the Ravenclaw Eagle in their new organizations' coat of arms, as the Order of the Shield operates around all of Ravenclaw's defining traits. Even after her death, Peggy's wisdom and wit lived on in the back-and-white wizarding photograph that Steve Rogers kept of her in his compass. She was his guide. The War of Grindelwald: ...is where Peggy met her first great love, Stephanos Rogers. They fell in love learning magic and Hogwarts together, and assisting their professors in undercover missions. She mourned when Steve was turned to stone, but her Ravenclaw resolve kept her going. Along with Howard Stark, she co-founded the Order of the Shield, and continued fighting dark magic. One Last Dance: Peggy's romance with fellow Auror Daniel Sousa was just beginning to bloom, when she received a heart-stopping visit at her cottage one night: Steve, back from the dead. Steve somberly explained that he couldn't explain, because he had to preserve the timeline. But he also knew he'd never be able to move on until he had that dance. Choking back tears, Peggy pleaded for an explanation. His voice also cracking, Steve replied, "I'm sorry Peg, but the future, and your life, is one mystery you'll have to solve slowly. But I'll tell you this: I'm gonna be okay. And so are you. You're going to have a legacy, in more ways than one. You have too much love to give and life to live for it all to go to me." They shared a bittersweet dance, a passionate kiss, whispered promises of love, and then parted. Peggy married Daniel Sousa, had children, grandchildren, great-grandchildren, and one fickle niece. She reconnected with Steve in her elderly years; but in her deteriorating state, her recounting of his final visit and dance went dismissed even by him as a fantasy. All of Hogwarts listened to Peggy's eulogy over the wizarding radio, and raised their wands at the end. Peggy Carter's portrait hangs in Professor Nickodemus Fury's office, continuing to offer advice and banter to every new Auror that enters. Wand: "Applewood wands were powerful and best suited to an owner of high aims and ideals, as this wood mixed poorly with Dark Arts. It was said that the possessor of an apple wand would be well-loved and long-lived, Garrick Ollivander often met customers of great personal charm who found their perfect match in an apple wood wand. Apple wand owners often had a talent for conversing with other magical beings in their native tongues." ~ the Harry Potter Wiki Patronus: Cocker Spaniels are thought of as a "ladylike" breed. But these cute, elegant dogs canines original bred as hunting dogs, and shouldn't be underestimated.   AN: I initially planned to do Peggy only after watching her series. But as much as "Agent Carter" intrigues me, there are so many shows I'm trying to keep up with. And in the end, I don't think anything in the show would affect my Sorting or the AU story I cooked up.

[usagirln12003]

Bucket: Hogwarts AU

Bucket is a Half-Blood wizard that was born on the 15th of April 1929 and started attending Hogwarts on the 1st of September 1940, being sorted into Hufflepuff House.

He has a Chestnut wand with a Unicorn Hair core.

His Patronus is non-corporeal.

His favorite subject was Herbology and his least favorite subject was Defense Against the Dark Arts.

He was a member of the Hufflepuff Quidditch team as a Beater from his fourth year to his six year.

Due to a serious quidditch head injury in his youth, Bucket acts very dimwitted and dull-minded, as well as forgetful and absentminded. He is scared of storms, mostly due to the thought that his bucket will attract lightning and make him less intelligent (though Hiccup was the one that figured out that metal attracts lightning) or because it contracts and causes severe pressure on his head. His injury also awakened great artistic talent, and he made two quality paintings of Hiccup and Stoick, but the second painting was more truthful of Hiccup's appearance; the first was not.

He also has a soft side when he heads back to the village for a little girl's stuffed lamb because he claimed he couldn't resist the look in the little girl's eyes which causes Mulch to remark, "Aw, Bucket, your bucket's hard but your heart is soft."