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Is Harry out of character in Cursed Child?

I’ve seen some people talking about Harry’s characterisation on CC, both on twitter and on tiktok, and I think the people saying that Harry was not out of character when he yelled at Albus and said what he said in the blanket scene are kind of missing the point. (And I’m getting kind of tired of seeing people arguing about it using reasoning that is difficult to disagree with without sounding like an asshole. Anyway.)

Don’t get me wrong. I understand that Harry might have had reason to get angry with Albus in the scene. And he is kind of justified, because Albus was kind of rude. Especially because we’ve seen Harry reacting aggressively when someone (basically, in the case with Albus) talked shit about his parents. I’m talking about that fight he had with Draco in book 5, after Draco talked shit about both Molly and Harry’s parents. But he reacted like that because a) Draco was explicitly trying to get a reaction out of him by explicitly and intentionally offending Lily and James and b) Draco had been his rival for years now, and Harry had wanted a reason to punch him in the face for years as well.

I cannot deny that Harry has PTSD. He has the traits and reactions that give me reason to believe that, yes, he does, especially when it comes to his parents. But he’s had time to deal with it. He’s the fucking Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. He must’ve some time learned to be a little bit level headed. Especially towards his family. 

Also, how the fuck did he not learn to control his anger yet? He had two boys before Albus: Teddy Remus Lupin and James Sirius Potter.  

I know what the writers were trying to do. We are all aware of Caps-Lock Harry. But the circumstances where that happens couldn’t be more divergent from each other. Between being in a war while actively not being told about anything that’s going on by the people he’s supposed to respect and listen to (blindly, some might say), and hearing his obviously depressed child trying to tell him that he doesn’t meet the expectation that everyone at school set for him because of who his father is shouldn’t cause the same reaction. 

When Albus says he wished Harry wasn’t his father, he was clearly talking about the institution of Harry Potter, the war hero. He wasn’t talking personally about Harry, and that’s exactly what he did. And when Harry said he wished he wasn’t his son, then how else can Albus take that aside personally? Harry basically made it explicit that, yes, everything that Albus feared about himself (him not being good enough, talented enough, just… enough) was actually true, and Harry agreed with it.

At the same time Harry’s justified to become angry, he isn’t justified to become aggressive towards his child. Maybe to call him a bad dad is wrong, and to affirm that he wouldn’t be a perfect dad from the start is not wrong, but what I feel like is: 

Harry became an intensified version of his flaws in the name of conflict. He would never react like that towards his own fucking family, because he knows what it’s like to be yelled at by an adult, and I refuse to believe he wouldn’t want to be better than Vernon fucking Dursley. 

Short answer: Yes, he is.

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i saw this post and made me think about little scorpius canonically reading about harry potter’s adventures and wanting to be like him. and yeah we know he’s a history nerd and has read historical retellings but what if he also read kids books of them — i’m not even talking novels like the hp books are (he probably did read those too) but i’m talking little kid picture books with a cartoon bobble head boy on the cover with glasses and a lightning shaped scar.

astoria comes home from a shopping trip with toddler scorpius in tow and he’s waving this board book at his dad all excitedly and draco’s face falls when he sees cartoon harry plastered on the front. that night when scorpius makes him reread it for the 7th time is when he realizes this is probably going to become an issue.

meanwhile that year harry is getting that same book from ron as a joke christmas gift

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I've been convinced hedgehog is another possible albus animagus form

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hello, my name is cal! (he/him)

i’m currently 17 years old and i’m pretty much just gonna use this blog to interact with the scorbus fandom and MAYBE post my art?

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harry potter and the cursed child (scorbus), olivia rodrigo, wtfock (sobbe), eastenders (ballum), 9-1-1 (buddie)

about me:

i read tcc for the first time in 2017, and i haven’t been able to put it down since. fun fact! the book was originally given to my sister (she hated it) so i being an incredible brother, took it off her hands!

more: i started creating fanart in 2019, but i never really had the confidence to start posting until now. i was super active within the fandom about 3 or 4 years ago? (which feels insane to say now)

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My Version of Teddy Lupin :)

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rereading romeo and juliet again (aka any scorbus fic ever)

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Cal’s Albus+Scorpius school sketches of the day master list teehee

Here’s Al :3 will add more laterz

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Disclaimer: This is not the original script from The Cursed Child play turned comic form (good idea though) This is a fan made rewrite of the original play.

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Malfoy Monday featuring William McKenna (Scorpius) and Tom Wren (Draco Malfoy) from the Melbourne Production.

[anopoulos]

Did someone say Scorbus but make it Dirk Gently's Holistic Detective Agency AU? (1/?)

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I was thinking about how Scorpius says he’s going to try out for the Quidditch team and this is how I think it would go down…

The entire week prior to tryouts, he’s waking up extra early before classes and dragging Albus out to the pitch to practice (only once the sun is up though, so they don’t have to think about last year's events).

So when the announcement comes out stating who made it on the team, Albus reads Scorpius’ name right next to the word ‘reserve’ and turns to the other boy with an apologetic look, knowing he was hoping for seeker. Even after all that hard work he put in over the summer and during the first week of school, he still hadn’t made an actual spot. But despite Albus’ sudden preparation to console his friend, Scorpius is beaming, a smile splitting his face.

“I made it! I made it on the team!” He was practically jumping up and down as he gripped Albus’ shoulders, “Do you see that? That’s my name right there! I must write my father at once!”

Albus is apprehensive — had he tried out and only made reserve he would’ve quit and withdrawn his name, never letting anyone in his family know he even attempted for the team. But he gladly celebrates with Scorpius.

It isn’t even until the end of term that Scorpius finally gets to play. It had been nearly a whole year of Albus decking himself in Slytherin gear just to sit alone in the stands. He would cheer and wave at his boyfriend who was always sat on the bench where he’d sit the whole game giddily, just happy to be included.

One of the Slytherin chasers had broken a leg in a nasty fall during the last match and had been instructed to sit out for the next one. That meant it was finally Scorpius’ chance to shine. Albus hadn’t confessed how nervous he was for the blond boy earlier that day at breakfast. He knew Scorpius wasn’t all that nimble — he had nearly grown another three inches within the last few months, and he could never quite adjust to the length of his limbs in time for them to grow again. He also had a tendency to get distracted… But Albus hadn’t wanted to put a damper on Scorpius’ excitement so he had kept his mouth shut.

Scorpius rambled on and on about how ready he was and how much he had been training for this moment from the minute they left the breakfast table and all the way down to the pitch that had slowly begun filling with students.

Albus bid him goodbye at the changing room doors, and with a good luck kiss to the cheek he was off to be the worry-some boyfriend in the stands.

The match seems to be going fine for the most part, Scorpius is able to score a few goals and Albus is sure his throat will rip out from how eagerly he cheers for him. But unfortunately his hard work is still nothing compared to how many goals the Hufflepuff chasers are able to score. Albus thinks they might actually make it through the match without any issues until suddenly one of the Hufflepuff beaters is being thrown off his broom and straight into Scorpius.

Albus’ stomach falls as he watches his boyfriends head of white blond hair plummeting towards the pitch, his broom shooting off towards the opposite stands. He had never shot up from his seat and ran towards the stairs so fast. His heart was hammering in his chest both from the exertion of running, which he didn’t do often, as well as panic for his boyfriend's safety.

He hears shouts as he darts across the pitch to where professors and players have swarmed around the Hufflepuff beater and Scorpius.

The beater is holding his arm and groaning as the nurse mutters about him. Albus’ eyes finally land on Scorpius expecting the worst. Surely bones are broken, he’ll probably be weary of ever getting on a broom again, let alone going up high — it was probably over a hundred and fifty feet that he had just fallen.

But there Scorpius was, sitting up in the grass with the same beaming grin on his face that he had the day the teams were announced.

“Albus!” He shouted as his boyfriend came into view, “Did you see that? Wasn’t that wicked?”

Albus couldn’t wipe the petrified look off his own face as he fell to his knees next to Scorpius, his hands going to Scorpius’ shoulders and then to his face, holding him tenderly.

“You’re alright?”

“Of course I am! McGonagall’s wonderful cushion charms! Oh, but I do think I broke my ankle!” He said cheerfully as if he had been offered sweets

Albus’ eyes glanced down at Scorpius’ foot that was twisted in an unnatural direction. Albus cringed, his stomach turning uncomfortably at the sight. He quickly turned back to face his boyfriend. His cheerful attitude had not been when he was expecting at all. He was far too perky for the situation he had found himself in.

“I’ve always wanted to have a cool quidditch story to tell!” Scorpius explained, only wincing slightly as he shifted his leg before his grin returned, “and now I’ve got one.”

Albus shook his head, still clutching Scorpius’ face, “You idiot, I thought you had died or something!”

Scorpius just laughed and the sound filled Albus’ chest with warmth. He was unable to keep the fond smile from cropping up on his face.

Later, towards the very end of term, when the couple was laid in bed together, the curtains drawn tight so their dormmates didn’t eavesdrop, Scorpius confessed something to Albus.

“I don’t think I’m going to try out for the quidditch team next year,” he admitted quietly.

Albus furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. Scorpius had seemed to love being on the team, even though he had only truly played one game. He still raved about his mighty fall and kept the proud letters from his father about making the team.

“Why not? I thought you loved it. And next year you’ll have an even better chance making an actual position,” Albus inquired. Granted, he would secretly be glad he wouldn’t have to wake up early on the weekends for game days anymore. But seeing Scorpius eagerly engaged with something was more important than getting a few extra hours of shut-eye.

“I dunno. I don’t think it’s for me,” Scorpius sighed. “I was pleased to make the team, and now I have a story to tell, but I think next year I want to focus on me things.”

Albus still couldn’t understand. Scorpius’ attitude towards quidditch all year would never have led Albus to predict this conversation. Scorpius had checked out every possible book on quidditch from the library and had whole notebooks full of notes on moves and players.

“Has the team been bullying you? Are they saying stuff?” Albus wondered.

Initially there had been a few hard-headed responses, saying Scorpius didn’t deserve to be on the team due to last year’s fiasco, and the rumors that hadn’t truly died about him being Voldemort's son. But they had quickly died off after a few curt threats from Albus himself.

“No, no, no! They've all been great,” Scorpius assured. “I just think… maybe I’m not a quidditch guy, you know? I had my fun. I think it’s time to move on.”

Albus knew what he meant, neither of them were quidditch guys. He had thought that last year when Scorpius had first mentioned wanting to try out for the team. But he had always been sure to support Scorpius in what he wanted. He had made a promise of that when he had made a promise to Scorpius to not be so self centered.

“You know I’ll support you in anything,” Albus assured, “But why don’t you think this over during the summer? I don’t want you to regret it.”

Scorpius hummed and pulled Albus closer — it would be the last night they got to share a bed for a little while, as tomorrow they were to board the Hogwarts Express to head home for the summer holidays. “I don’t think I need to. I’ve made up my mind.”

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The different versions of Albus Potter :D

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