#i actually think being sneaky is not the top reason why he's a slytherin

[findsilver]

"John has the subtlety of a brick" = best description ever

Why, thank you, it’s very true. See, all of them were complex human beings, as it happens when you’re a person, and just because this is what I think doesn’t mean I’m saying they didn’t have layers or something like that. I’m just saying John was a very impatient person in my opinion. The reason why so many men of that time worshiped the ground he walked on was because he was somebody who didn’t hold back and said all those outrageous things they didn’t have the courage to say. So, of course they romanticized him, even though they failed to realize he didn’t quite get to say what he actually wanted, and a lot of it was simply bullshit. 

The bottom line is that people can be more than one thing at the same time and we shouldn’t try to lock them in silly stereotypes. That’s what happened to them back then and they hated it. And as for Hogwarts houses, I do believe that as much as personality is involved, it counts more what a person values at the end of the day.

[jaeminzie]

ignorance is bliss | h.rj

↳ huang renjun x gender neutral!reader

synopsis: staying true to the courageous gryffindor persona, you secretly admire renjun using unusual tactics, forgetting that the fellow ravenclaw is fairly quick witted.

genre: fluff

word count: 2,339

part of ‘the dreamies in hogwarts’ series

huang renjun, the ravenclaw wallflower who you’ve been stalking according to your best friends. indeed, it is odd to stay in the library until ungodly hours solely for the breathtaking view from a few tables in front of the prettiest boy you’ve ever seen. though every view and every angle of huang renjun is breathtaking, it doesn’t take much work when you look like that. being as stubborn as ever, you would never admit to stalking the poor boy. you believed that that was an exaggeration, that your friends don’t understand how it feels to be so blinded by him and you are utterly confused on how they aren’t blinded by him. instead, you claim it as a way to get an understanding of the boy’s, who you do plan to interact with sometime in the future, mannerism — which you mentally admit sounds just as creepy as stalking, not helping your case at all.

so there you are, sitting alone in a table a bit further than usual from renjun using a book to cover your lower face to avoid any suspicion. not only are you stubborn, you are also unbelievably oblivious. so oblivious, in fact, that you aren’t aware that the boy who you’ve been “observing” has already noticed you staring at him the second week of your trips to the library. in your defense, you visit the library no more than four times a week as you loathed the smell of rotting book paper and dusty wooden furniture. unknowing of the boy’s acknowledgment of you, you continued to admire from a far. loving the way his plump lips pouted naturally while reading, his circular silver glasses sat perfectly on the bridge of his god-shaped nose, how careful his eyes scanned through the pages and the way his fingers absentmindedly tapped on the table as a way to keep himself sane from the amount of studying he chooses to do willingly which appalled you. but once in a while, he’d give himself a break by sketching on his notebook causing all the lines on his forehead and the pout on his lips to disappear. this is your favorite part. seeing him find his peace in drawing made you feel the same sense of warmth and tranquility that you suppose he feels when creating art, completely unaware of a gryffindor staring him down — or so you thought. ignorance really is bliss, or else, you wouldn’t be so shameless right now.

renjun means to speak to you one day as his confusion progresses each time he sees you walk through the ginormous library doors and choose a spot where you both have clear views of one another. when you look away, pretending to read the book in your hands, renjun looks your way with furrowed eyebrows trying to figure out what exactly do you want from him. why you still manage to fail your classes despite spending many hours “studying.” yes, you can say that he observes you as well since your houses share a couple classes with each other. from his observations, he’s learned that you’re quite the helper. renjun wonders how you weren’t sorted in hufflepuff. perhaps, a hufflepuff isn’t bold enough to stare at a stranger in a nearly empty library for many consecutive weeks. though, a gryffindor should have the courage to at least speak a single word to that person, a simple ‘hello’ would be a nice place to start.

it took him some time to admit it, but he found pleasure in staring at you as well. his slytherin friends practically had to force it out of him once they kept noticing that his gaze was almost always set on you since his group sat in the back of your classes, it was easy to admire without being caught unlike your questionable tactics. renjun admires how you keep trying and trying to answer a question correctly even when your raised hand is being blatantly ignored by the professor after getting a handful of questions incorrect. and don’t even get him started when he catches a glimpse of you laughing with your peers, then he can’t keep his eyes of off you. there’s been countless nights of him unintentionally going on about you and your character to his peers relaxing in their ravenclaw common room. at this point, the whole house of ravenclaw has heard your name come out of his mouth at least once.

from your clear view, you notice how focused renjun is with his hands seeming to move themselves while his mind continued to run on you. renjun straightened his back after finishing the last few strokes on his sketch. a sketch of you sitting on top of a table identical to the one you seated at right now with your legs swinging and your red robe nearly hitting the floor, eyes crinkled as your smile that he loves to look at reached up to your ears. his first drawing of you, he was proud of it and was sure it wouldn’t be the last drawing of you he’ll make.

you were taken back when you had noticed renjun was already gathering his belongings. he usually goes back to reading after finishing a drawing, you recalled back to the mental schedule you created in your mind. wow you really are a creep. you thought. too caught up with being offended by your inner self insulting your actions, you were completely unaware of the boy dressed in blue standing next to you.

renjun gaped as he thought you were ignoring him. having enough, he finally spoke, “can i help you?”

freezing in your seat when you heard his smooth voice laced with confusion, refusing to face the boy since you are definitely not prepared for this moment. fixing your posture and clearing your throat, you mustered your left over confidence as you chose to not further embarrass yourself in front huang renjun.

completely changing your body language to a more laid back manner and facing the boy, trying not to evidently show your breath being taken away from seeing him up close. his left eyebrow raised with his lips pursed slightly, fingers fiddling with the books by his side. he looked even better close in front of you, you had previously thought that was impossible. but you were so wrong, making you slightly mad at how perfect he seemed to be.

“nope” popping your ‘p.’ “do you?”

renjun’s facial expressions relaxed slightly. “no, i don’t.”

“why’d you come here then?” you mentally cursed and slapped and pinched and kicked yourself for accidentally not sounding the friendliest, your nervousness acting for you. “you sure you don’t need my help?”

renjun was taken back from your tone, oblivious to your feelings. there’s the gryffindor. they always have to be boasting. renjun huffed at his thoughts. he had not expected your first talk to be like this. your tone lightly hit his pride, so he automatically had to retaliate, “you’re the one to talk. you have an explanation for not being able to keep your eyes off me?” renjun laughed mockingly but not at you, at himself for being such a hypocrite.

defeated, you couldn’t keep up your relaxed attitude, “i. . . i just. . .” the eye contact you both shared was so intense you couldn’t even think straight, and neither could he. “s-sorry for bothering you. i’ll. . . leave you alone.”

before you could stand up from the chair, renjun pulled out the one beside you and sat facing your body. he sighed, “i’m sorry too. that didn’t come out as intended. but i need to know if i’m being too hopeful or not?”

hopeful? you remind yourself to pinch yourself later in case this a dream or some sort of spell. you hoped that your friends didn’t do anything without telling you since they’ve been suggesting that you use a love potion to “make everything easier,” but you profusely refused their incredibly stupid proposition each time they had brought it up to discuss.

“do you need tutoring, is that why?” he continued. his arms sat on his knees.

each and every one of his words entered one ear and went out the other as you wondered on what he was feeling hopeful for. “hopeful?”

his lifted his elbows off his knees and placed them on the table slowly, looking as if he was thinking. “i just thought that maybe you had reasons other than academic ones for coming here when i do.” he spoke very, very slowly that it was torturing. “am i right?”

you hated every second of this for the awful awkward tension, but this is the moment that you’ve been daydreaming of for weeks. though, you were shocked at how renjun noticed you despite trying to be as sneaky as possible — but your friends and renjun would say otherwise. “if i say yes. . .” your eyes wondered around his figure seated in front of you.

“i would be correct then.” he finished the sentence for you, not baring to wait longer. he moved his head towards your gaze on the floor behind him to try and get your eyes to focus on him.

and when you did, you saw the sparkle and hint of joy in his eyes making you feel truly confident. “then yes.”

—

it’s been nearly a month since your first interaction with one another, and renjun never misses a day of making fun of your past actions that you now admit were creepy. though after his friend, lee donghyuck, informed you in his own sneaky actions that you weren’t able to notice before, you have not let him live peacefully. renjun’s friend group was ecstatic when he told them about finally speaking to you and being with you. but renjun’s fully aware that they were more excited over the fact he can finally stop moping over not knowing how to approach you, achieving their peace since he can finally stop talking. though, he has a new topic to gush over — your relationship.

being together side by side and actually conversing with one another allowed renjun to see you in a deeper level, giving him more reasons to appreciate the special being that you are. he loved every second he spent with you. hearing you laugh at something that he had said or done makes renjun feel like he had reached the top of the highest mountain. holding your delicate hands while walking through the hallways made him feel like the most successful man on earth, and he proudly bragged over it. renjun loved how he felt so at ease and encouraged whenever he felt your presence around him. you don’t even need to be right by him to make him feel reassured. your presence alone was enough.

and you especially loved how he still chooses to love all those things despite your questionable actions in the past.

you loved being with him so much that you tolerate being in the library and actually reading beside him, or at least try to read. though, he has to hold your hand in order for you to fully commit yourself into studying with him. but both of you don’t complain.

you sat in a vacant table in the library, but this time, you sat next to the boy who you used to admire from a far. bouncing your leg out of boredom, “can we take a break?” you whispered in his ear.

renjun let out a small breathy laugh. “we just got here.” he whispered back, his gaze not leaving the thick book in front of you both.

your mouth slightly hanged open and you tightened your grip on his hand, “lies.” renjun squeezed your hand back playfully, still not looking at you. “please, jun, we’ve been here for an hour and you need to give yourself a break.”

silence.

you let go of his hand and puffed when he still didn’t spare a glance at you. defeated once again, you slid his notebook toward you and flipped through the pages, trying to entertain yourself by reading his notes. how fun.

widening your eyes in awe when you came across a page that showed a sketch of a person who looked exactly like you, with small hearts and tiny sparkles surrounding the figure sat on a table. your fingers lightly brushed the page, admiring how talented your boyfriend is.

“i drew that the day i came up to you.”

still strucked, you faced him and you were finally met with his beautiful eyes. “i think you need to update it. i look a bit different now.” you suggested with a smile that he cannot let down.

he hummed, “yeah, a tad bit huh?” you nodded eagerly which he laughed at. “i suppose i should work on it right now.” he reached for his notebook and flipped to an empty page, fixing his position so he can get a proper view of your face.

renjun did not hesitate to start drawing. he knew every detail of yours by heart, he honestly could draw a portrait of you relying solely on his memory. renjun has got every line, dot, and scar on your divine profile engraved in his mind since he thinks about you every second, literally. though, he still chooses to look up from his notebook to get a view of your face. not because he had forgotten a detail, but because he can’t refuse an opportunity to admire that face of yours. returning back to sketching with the most genuine smile you’ve ever seen on a person, with his pupils dilated. you definitely didn’t mind going to the library more often if you get to see renjun like this each time. you speak for both of you as renjun seems to be enjoying this moment just as much as you are. renjun’s hand that isn’t occupied reached for yours, with a grip that made it seemed like he’d never let go.

[incorrect-karasuno]

-'ᴋᴀʀᴀsᴜɴᴏ ᴀᴛ ʜᴏɢᴡᴀʀᴛs'-

What the different Karasuno students would be like if they were witches and wizards attending Hogwarts. 

Pt. 1

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Daichi Sawamura 

•  Gryffindor 

•  7th year

•  Half-Blood

• Has a pet barn owl

•  Captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team (He's a Chaser)

•  Totally not fraternizing with the enemy by dating a Slytherin Keeper 

• On good terms with the other Quidditch Captains, he has a friendly rivalry with Slytherin's Captain, Kuroo

• He's still very much a dad to, not only the entire team, but all of Gryffindor

• Okay, but one time, Tanaka accidentally sent a Bludger at Daichi during a match and he got knocked out and fell off his broom

• Everyone thought he died,, but he woke up a few days later and Suga let him have it (he was very worried)

• Head Boy? Head Boy.

• Sometimes gets in trouble because someHOW Nishinoya and Tanaka rarely get caught for their pranks (he's just in the wrong place at the wrong time)

• Has decent grades, but only seems to be good at Transfiguration

• Has blown up more than five cauldrons this semester,, that is why he keeps his hair short

• Dude eats a TON in the Great Hall,, it's insane

• One time, Hinata tried to jinx Kageyama and it backfired and ended up hitting the Headmaster and Daichi had to deal with it

• He stills has nightmares about it and avoids the Headmaster at all costs

• He wants to be an Auror

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Sugawara Koushi

• Slytherin

• 7th year 

• Pure Blood

• Has a pet snowy owl

•  Co-captain of Slytherin Quidditch team (He's a Keeper)

•  Totally not fraternizing with the enemy by dating the Gryffindor Quidditch captain

• Still a great mom figure to all of Slytherin

• A really sweet and caring Slytherin but you better not cross him, he's a scary guy to have as your enemy

• Excels in a lot of his classes, one of the top students at Hogwarts

• That being said, VERY gifted with magic

• Like,, is he even real?? The dude's an actual ANGEL

• But those close to him will disagree and will say that he fits the stereotypical Slytherin, scheming and sneaky

• He'll pout and say that's not true though (it totally is)

• Sneaks out lot for being Head Boy (never gets into trouble)

• He wants to become a Professor at Hogwarts once he graduates

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Ashai Azumane 

•  Hufflepuff 

• 7th year

•  Pure Blood

• Has a pet great grey owl

•  Hufflepuff Keeper 

•  Joined Quidditch after Nishinoya pratically forced him to (he wanted some friendly competition with Ashai) 

• He quit Quidditch for some time during his 6th year and only came back recently, reclaiming his old position

• Because of his looks, he's very intimidating so everyone who first sees him is shocked when they find out he's a Hufflepuff

• Great friends with other Houses' Quidditch players (Daichi, Suga, and Noya)

• Really would like to take a nap,, please,,

• Would also really like to not go into the Shrieking Shack with Nishinoya again, please and thank you

• Bro, dude fell into the lake when he first arrived at Hogwarts

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Nishinoya Yuu

•  Gryffindor 

•  6th year

•  Muggle Born

• Has a pet pygmy owl

•  Gryffindor Seeker

• He's probably the best Seeker Gryffindor's had since Harry Fucking Potter

• Dude can hang from his broom with one limb to give him more arm length to capture the snitch

• Loves to do flips and shit on his broom yelling, "ROOLLLINGU SUNDAAAR" during practices

• Him and Tanaka are the Fred and George of the time period

• He gets into a lot of trouble because of his passion for Quidditch and magic

• He's,, REALLY passionate about magic, he loves being at Hogwarts

• Like,, he doesn't like going home for the holidays because he would rather be at Hogwarts

• But he's not very great at magic,, the grades say it all

• He's trying to get better though!! (In order to stay on the team)

• Tends to sneak out during the night because he wants to see a werewolf

• Has befriended the squid in the lake

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Tanaka Ryuunosuke 

•  Gryffindor 

• 6th year

•  Pure Blood

• Has a pet toad

• Gryffindor Beater

• Really great at Quidditch, it's his passion

• Though, one time, he knocked Daichi unconscious during a match and he felt REALLY bad

• Everything was good though, no hard feelings (But Suga yelled at him afterwards and it was scary)

•  Him and Noya are partners in crime, practically Fred and George

• He doesn't get in trouble as much as Noya, but he still gets in trouble a lot

• Your stereotypical loud, crazy, over the top Gryffindor but we swear, he's really friendly!

• Also,, does not have the best grades. At all. He's trying to get them better though, or he'll be off the team

• His sister was a Gryffindor before him and sometimes he feels like he's in her shadow

• That being said, his sister also told him a bunch of stuff about Hogwarts before he went for the first time

• The stuff ended up being false and the ghosts scared him shitless

• Dude eats so much though during feasts

• Loves to challenge/intimidate first year Gryffindors (gets in trouble for it)

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Ennoshita Chikara

•  Gryffindor 

•  6th year

•  Half Blood 

• Has a pet Snowshoe cat

•  Gryffindor Chaser

• Left Quidditch for a good while because practices became too much and he wanted fo focus on his studies instead

• Nishinoya and Tanaka's 'babysitter' (he keeps them in check) 

• He also helps tutor other Gryffindors since he has great grades (and a even greater sense of patience)

•  Surprisingly good natured for a Gryffindor 

• People don't think he should have been in Gryffindor and he gets a bit upset by it, but Daichi always reassures him that he's a model Gryffindor

• Will most likely resume team Captain once Daichi and co-captain Bokuto graduate

• Great friends with Suga actually! (He mainly complains/rants about Tanaka and Nishinoya)

• Has a slight crush on Tanaka, but will never admit or act on it

• lord help this poor guy

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Kinoshita Hisashi

• Ravenclaw

• 6th year

•  Muggle Born

• Has a pet spotted owl

• He's a Chaser on the Ravenclaw Quidditch team

• Quidditch isn't really his top priority but he enjoys it, it something to get his mind off things

• He took took some time off of the team when practices got in the way of studies and his grades started to slip

• Eventually came back though because the rest of his friends were playing

• He's a tutor who occasionally helps Ennoshita out with the Gryffindor problem children

• Occasionally likes to cause trouble by jinxing hallways and pictures,, but only occasionally

• He's dating Narita and they occasionally are wearing each other's robes

• Enjoys Defense Against the Dark Arts

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Narita Kazuhito 

• Hufflepuff

•  6th year 

• Pure Blood

• Has a pet tawny owl

• Hufflepuff Chaser

• He's actually pretty good at the sport and is very popular with his peers

• He did leave at one point though because he didn't enjoy playing it as much, but eventually he was convinced to go back to the team

• An absolute sweetheart, we love him

• Often watches Ennoshita try and tame Nishinoya and Tanaka with Kinoshita from a distance

• Enjoys studying with his friends and Herbology

• Is dating Kinoshita and he gets teased by others whenever they see him in the wrong robes (Kinoshita's robes, to be precise)

• How does he get free treats from Hogsemeade?? Like??

• Don't worry, he shares

• But honestly, a model student

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Kageyama Tobio

• Slytherin 

•  5th year 

•  Pure Blood 

• Has a pet Ragamuffin cat (it doesn't like him)

•  Slytherin Keeper

• Practically breathes Quidditch 

• He was an immediate star when he first came to Hogwarts, quickly display lots of skill for the sport

• Was taken under Suga's wing because Oikawa didn't want to help him (for whatever reason, the guy doesn't like him)

• Whenever they go against Gryffindor, he's constantly yelling at the red hair Chaser

• Terrible at Care of Magical Creatures

• Doesn't have a pet because all the animals seem to hate him

• Trying to send mail is a hassle, the owls don't like him

• That being said, he's really bad at Care of Magical Creatures

• I mean, he's bad at every class (his grades suck) but mainly CoMC because the creatures seem to dislike him

• He also does not understand Muggle technology,, like,, at all

• Someone help the poor boy

• Consumes an ungodly amount of butterbeer

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Hinata Shoyo

• Gryffindor 

•  5th year

•  Half Blood 

• Has a pet elf owl

•  Gryffindor Chaser (wants to be a Seeker)

• Was told he couldn't play the role of Seeker because he didn't have the "capabilities"

• Well, now he does, but he's still a Chaser

• He's pretty good at it, but kinda sucks at catching the ball when it's thrown to him

• And that is why the Slytherin keeper with the black hair yells at him during Gryffindor vs. Slytherin matches

• Begged not to be in Slytherin after he saw Kageyama sorted into that house

• Tries to follow in Nishinoya and Tanaka's footsteps (but this will often get him into trouble)

• He's REALLY passionate about Quidditch

• Sometimes it gets in the way of ACTUAL school and his grades deteriorate

• Gets lectured by Daichi a LOT

• Mainly for his study habits and knack of getting into trouble with other houses

• That being said, he's very friendly and very popular,, almost everyone in every house knows about him

• He could use some help with Charms and History of Magic though

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Tsukishima Kei 

• Ravenclaw 

• 5th year 

• Pure Blood 

• Has a pet Norwegian Forset cat

• Ravenclaw Keeper 

• Doesn't really care for the sport all that much, he honestly doesn't even know why he plays it 

• He figures it's because his brother was a Gryffindor Quidditch player at one time and he thought people expected him to do the same

• Ravenclaw lost a few games due to him not giving his all when it came to guarding the goal

• However, since he got some sense and motivation knocked into him, Raveclaw excels at winning Quidditch matches

• Like,, the dude's got mad skills

• Incredibly great at all the different subjects at Hogwarts (especially Charms) 

• Doesn't know why his best friend is a Hufflepuff, but he enjoys his company (will never say that aloud though)

• He wishes the Slytherin Captain would stop bothering him in the halls, along with the other Gryffindor co-captain

• Likes to spend time in the room of requirement

• He honestly can't wait till he leaves Hogwarts, but he does enjoy it there,, occasionally

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Yamaguchi Tadashi 

• Hufflepuff

• 5th year 

• Half Blood

• Has a pet spectacled owl

• Hufflepuff Chaser 

• Decided to join Quidditch because Tsukki was joining 

• He was scared of it at first, being up so high, flying super fast, the bludgers, but has since overcome those fears

• Enjoys playing Quidditch

• He's not great at it, but he's training really hard to get better

• Y'know, like a hardworking Hufflepuff

• He was disappointed when Tsukishima was sorted into another house, but he's managed to work around it

• The other Hufflepuffs wonder why he spends time around such a stoic Ravenclaw, but he never really explains why

• He's got a little crush on him, that's why

• Oh and on their team's manager

• God,, why is everyone so pretty??? (Guess he's into smart blondes)

• He gets pretty decent grades because Yachi and Tsukishima help him out with the classes he struggles with

• He enjoys Astrology and spends a lot of his free time in the Astrology tower looking at the stars

• He's also become good friends with the red haired Gryffindor (much to Tsukishima's disappointment)

• But he really is super shy when you first meet him, but is really helpful and friendly once you get to know him

• Magic scares him a little bit though

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[remmyswritings]

Snake’s Green Thumb, part 2

Hello my Beautiful Puffs! Here is part 2 to Snake’s green thumb!!!! I hope y’all like it :) <3

you can find part 1 here

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*Not my pic, found on Unsplash credit to photographer*

Since you and Theo had become friends it seemed as though your life had changed for the better. He spent time with you practically every day and the days you didn’t spend together you’d most likely get a little note late at night asking about your day. Somehow along the way you found yourself falling for your friend, and fall hard you did.

It made all his little touches and gestures even more endearing. Every time you got a nightly letter, caught Theo’s eyes in the hallway, or felt his hand come in contact with yours during your tutoring sessions, you felt a blush rise to your cheeks

Your other friends seemed to enjoy teasing you for what they considered to be a rather obvious attraction, but it seemed to you that it was obvious to everyone else but Theo.

Of course you didn’t see how his eyes would always search for you the second he entered any classroom, or how he would smile every time he saw you laugh with friends, or how he’d always be just a couple seconds late to your tutoring sessions just to admire you in that golden light like the very first day you met.

Unlike you, Theo had complete control over what emotions he showed to the world, so it was really difficult for anyone to realize just how head over heels in love he was with you. The only person who caught on to this slight change in demeanor was Blaise Zabini. He was the only person who recognized just how much the two of you were in love with one another. And thank god it was him, because Blaise doesn’t actually care for any of that pure blood shit and he’d actually try to help Theo get over his fear of rejection and possibly mess up your friendship instead of bully Theo… which is exactly what he did.

At first you found it weird that Zabini had found an interest in you, until of course he let it slip “accidentally” that he knew about your attraction towards Theo. The way he said it though implied that the two of you were in a relationship and that sneaky bastard then and there confirmed that you, the bamboo-killing Hufflepuff, were head over heels in love with Theodore Nott.

Which of course led to the situation you were in at that very moment, trying to be a Gryffindor and tell Theo how you felt. You had made sure to pay attention to Theo a lot more the past week just because you wanted to confirm what Blaise had told you, and he seemed to be right… now if only you could find the best way to tell him.

At first you thought maybe in one of your nightly letters, but then you knew you’d be too nervous and wouldn’t get any sleep. Then you thought maybe after one of your tutoring sessions, but that might be awkward… you just didn’t know what to do.

When you woke up the next day however you realized that it just wasn’t the day for you… you woke up super late which was extremely rare, could barely get any good cause Zacharias Smith decided to get everything that was left by the time you got there, and then to top it all off Umbridge decided to give you detention with her because you happened to finish reading and writing the chapter before anyone else was done and just took a nap right after. And then, by surprise, the one person who you didn’t really want to be around because feelings decided to wait for you outside Umbridge’s classroom as you finished detention.

“Hi,” he smiled softly at you, his eyes filled with concern as he took in your appearance, “how are you doing today?”

You could only shake your head as the weight of everything came topping down on you and ran into his arms for a hug. 

Theo wrapped his arms around your waist and bent his head down into your hair, “Do you want to talk about it?”

Not trusting your voice, you shook your head.

“Okay,” he spoke softly, “do you need anything from me, sweetheart? I really don’t like seeing you like this and want to do anything I can to help.”

With that, you stepped away, still holding on to his waist, as one of your arms went up to wipe the tears that had started to fall, “Can you just hold me… please? I like being in your arms, it makes me feel safe.”

He nodded his head, and slowly brought his hands up to your face to wipe away some more tears that had fallen, “where do you want to go?”

“Can we go to your room, please?” You looked up at him, your eyes practically begging, “I just don’t want to deal with other people at the moment.”

He nodded and grabbed your bag, slinging it over his right shoulder as he wrapped his left arm around your waist, leading you down to the Slytherin common room. When the two of you got there, Theo led you inside and kissed you on the top of your head, “give me one second I have to talk to Blaise.”

As you waited you realized that part of the reason why you had suggested going to the Slytherin common room was because everybody would leave you alone, and for that you were grateful because the only person you wanted… no needed… comfort from was Theo.

He came back over to you, grabbing his hand in yours and walked you over to the staircase, leading you up to the room he shared. Before he opened the door, he turned to you “I talked to Blaise and he agreed to make sure that none of the other boys would bother us… okay sweetheart?”

“Thank you,” you sent a small smile Theo’s way. Nonetheless he would take that small smile as progress.

He led you to the back of the room, where you figured his bed would be, and placed your book bag down on the chair. Then, he pulled you in front of him before setting you down on his bed. You watched as he turned and went through his wardrobe, muttering to himself as he seemed to be looking for some piece of clothing until suddenly he stopped. He pulled out a sweater that you recognized as one of your favorites, one of the only ones that Theo would let you steal from time to time.

“Come here, darling,” he motioned for you to come over, “I figured you’d want to wear something more comfortable and if need be go take a shower. I remember you saying how much they help you out.”

After some time, you stepped out of his bathroom and Theo couldn’t help but admire how you looked in his sweater. The height difference between the two of you was so much that it ended ¾ of the way down your thigh and the sleeves were so long that you’d have to roll them 3 times just to hold them in your hands. Your face was definitely less red as you had stopped crying by then and your hair was down, with beautiful curls reaching your shoulders, instead of up in two braids.

You shuffled over to Theo and beckoned for him to open his arms so that you could place yourself in his embrace. As you snuggled into his chest, you marveled at how the two of you fit together as if you were two puzzle pieces meant to be placed next to each other. 

“Thank you,” you whispered, “for this… and for just being you.”

Theo looked down and placed a gentle kiss on your head, “Of course sweetheart. You know I’d do anything for you. You’re one of my best friends.”

“What-“ you started slowly, “what if we were more than just friends?”

Theo pulled away from you just slightly so as to look at your face, “What do you mean?”

“Theo,” you took a deep breath in, “ I like you a lot. I like you so much that… that I think I’m in love with you.”

Theo could only look at you in shock, his throat drying up as he finally discovered that you loved him back. Only, you didn’t take that silence as a good thing, the only thought running through your head was 

Blaise was wrong, he doesn’t feel the same way you do.

Your eyes started to water as you thought about how you had just messed up your friendship. You started to shuffle out of the bed, wanting to get out of there as quickly as possible.

“What are you doing?” Theo came back to the ground only to see you moving away from him, “Sweetheart, what’s the matter?”

You held your hands out in front of you so as to not let him get any closer, “Well go on then. Tell me how much I just ruined our friendship, how you don’t love me and I just made a gigantic fool of myself in front of you.. uhh!”

“Sweetheart-“ “Don’t call me that!” Theo’s heart broke when he saw how much his silence had affected you, “Y/N you got it wrong? I’m in love with you.”

“What?” You brought your hands back down to your sides and stood there, processing Theo’s words. “You-you love me?”

Theo nodded his head and slowly moved over to you, “I am absolutely, head over heels, in love with you. And if you’d have me… I would love it if you’d be mine?”

You grabbed Theo’s by his forearms so that the two of you were chest-to-chest, “Yes. As long as I get to call you mine as well?”

“Always sweetheart, I will always be yours,” Theo gave you a sweet peck on your head before going down to your cheek, then your nose, then your other cheek, and then finally he gave you a sweet kiss on the lips. “Let’s go cuddle then ya?”

You let Theo guide you back to bed and he closed the curtains so as to give the two of you privacy, not giving a damn that it was past curfew or that you’d have to wake up the next day in a room full of annoying snakes.

[moist-astronaut]

things my friends and I have said over the last year

“I’m verbally illiterate” “Isn’t that called dyslexia”

“I’m going to chemistry and I’m gonna light myself on fire” “No” “Damnit let me burn like the witch I am!”

“Don’t worry it’s not anti-Christ it’s just anti-government”

“I’ve been getting migraines everyday and I’m considering chopping my head off” “But that would kill you” “Two birds one stone!!”

“I swear to god I will hug you” “My house is 5 miles away and my doors are locked” “Your locks are FEABLE”

*writing an email* “Bitch comma”

“Ok but I could be a top” *laughing* “What I totally could be!” *laughing and crying for literally 6 minutes straight*

*on a group call, friends cat misha walks into the room* “Tell misha I would live and die for her, whichever she prefers” “She says thank you” *cat noises*

*joins discord vioce chat at 11:26 pm* “You guys are gae but I love you” “Thank you saeren very cool” “Goodnight” *leaves chat at 11:28pm*

“Jake jake jake jjjake -j-jaaake hey jake” “W H A T” “Can I eat your pens” “I literally have a restraining order against you”

“I’m educatn’t”

“Me calling you to dumb to be a slytherin is payback for you leaving multiple handprint bruises on my legs” “It’s not my fault your skin is weak”

“He’s rolling so that we can walk” *rolling in the grass and collecting leaves on his jacket* “I’m rolling for your sins”

“There are 7 of us so we can each be a deadly sin” “I wanna be Ross” “You mean wrath?” “No that dude from Friends”

“Ok but other than his strict attraction to women, his multiple wives, his hatred of gay people, and the fact that he is dead, what is standing between me and Joseph Smith the All American Hottie from being happy together”

“Consider: Mullet” “No”

“I do my homework while loudly eating a pop tart asmr”

“No no listen, he’s my brother, he’s a bastard of my dynasty…I might just ransom him off”

“These Norwegian bastards indroduced a fucking PLUAGE to my COUNTRY”

“Ooooo meth”

“Half of my life is me resisting the urge to sing the zaboomafoo themesong, the other half is me actually singing the zaboomafoo themesong. So either way my entire life revolves around zaboomafoo.”

“I just don’t think I would hire a gay man-wait no I’m not homophobic”

*chucks half a gallon of milk in a gas station* “-ah- got milk?”

“Gimme your sternum boy”

“Nooooooo he stole my sternum!!!” (Side note these were two separate occasions)

*being force fed milk duds* “No!! This is the worst way to die!!”

“Hey babe come over I have a hammock and a heated blanket”

“Be afraid, be prepared- IN THE WORDS OF SCAR”

“Stress eating stress gummies Stress eating stress gummies Stress eating stress gummies stress eating-”

“I thought to myself ‘Y’know if I die today this is how I want to be remembered- a leather skirt and leg warmers’”

“I think I’m telling you to go to sleep” “You’re gonna have make me” “I can’t tell if this is cry for help or flirting” “Yes”

“This is at best cannibalism and at worst being straight”

“Oh look Percy Jackson’s here now, ooh they replaced every character’s face with Mr. Bean. I hate it”

“You can’t be mean to me! I’m gay AND a woman! That’s a hate crime!” “Yeah well I’m brown and Muslim! Square the fuck up bitch!”

“Babe it’s not very metal to be afraid of your hair dresser” “It’s not very metal to have a hair dresser and yet here we are” “It’s fine you’re into glam metal”

“Hey augie, got any grrrrrrapes?” “I’m doing IXL :(“

“Can I come?” “No” “What if I bring watermelon?” “You can come, leave the watermelon, then leave” “:(“

“What in the jersey shore”

“Rad’nt”

“Ok but consider: Mullet-hawk” “I can and will divorce you”

“Dee-vorce 👏 Just to 👏 re-vorce 👏 👏 “

“Ah yes, that’s why I’m fat…for combat reasons…”

“You fool I consent!”

“My Boston fern is being a bitch but that’s because it’s winter and that’s BITCH season”

“You walk through the rest of the house and it’s like ‘ooo witchy and aesthetic’ then they’ll get to the guest room and it’ll just be a tacky twink Fever dream”

“Who needs a scalp”

“HeHe, sexing”

“Council has decided, your vibes are rancid (and not the band)”

“You’re never to young to hate women”

“Look at me I did the dishes I’m a 1950s housewife with a strangely new jersey accent and affinity for lesbianism”

“Well look who has the table now”

"contrary to popular belief, fuck you"

"There's nothing here that requires whisking, i'm just problematic"

"If you could go anywhere in the world with two people, who would you choose?" “New Orleans!”

"So he proceeded to bite me on the butt...like, really, really hard."

“I don’t cheat, I win. It’s not cheating if it’s consensual.”

“My mouth, my choice”

“Do you like my ombré of a tan"

“Who’s the cutest in the chat right now then?” “It’s Paige!” “No, it’s obviously Augie.” (paige's boyfriend)-said by a straight man

“Francis is just a one and done.”

“Would you ever have a threesome?” “...yes...” *To Francis* “Sure!”

“How do you feel about anal sex?”

“Of the people in this room, who would you most want to make out with?” “Augie” “The answer is yes, but only if it’s 6 feet apart.”

“Square, flat, and overcooked.”

“The virus would be over if everyone would breathe underwater for 5 minutes.”

“I have daddy issues, but not with my father.”

“You’re a ladies man but you have two boyfriends.”

“That means lesbian in sign language” “No, that means fuck boy in American”

“I’m like a parasite, you can’t get rid of me. I’m here forever.”

“You’re like my long term hit man”

“Is it Jake?” “No, why would the evil Russian man be Jake?” “Because he would never hire a gay man and you don’t look like a gay man”

“Jake is homophonic, Augie is racist, and Francis is a woman hater!”

"Grew a korean radish, 1 star"

"I've got more cause i'm a rich boy, and by that i mean my father sometimes buys avocados. And that's on what? Upper middle class"

"Tell your good for nothing boyfriend to stay away from my mom"

"It's not inciting violence it's just ~inspiring it~ "

"Listen bitch just because you have avacados and a roomba doesn't make you better then me"

"i would totally let narthex ruin my life. and that's on what? daddy issues and bisexuality"

"who is titty"

"how is he racist" "he hates the french and russians right?" "don't forget italians" "that's just self loathing"

"This is the last time i wear a thong- it's for educational purposes"

"babe come over i'm a burrito"

"he put bread with milk. luckily he passed away"

"you touched my wiener!" "you offered it!"

"foot'nt"

"i took a shower and realized the floor doesn't bounce"

"i love ass whoooaaaaaa i meant cassie"

"Rosalie you're the deciding vote. Be decisive." "Dude i'm bisexual and a gemini. what're you talking about?"

"Okay so to recap: jake is homophobic, augie is racist, francis is a woman hater, and now paige is a bunny abuser?"

"Just bring a watermelon keychain and it'll be fine" "Whooaaaa i'm gonna need a big key then"

"If you were blind what would you even see"

Post Traumatic Youth, plus D for danny's disorder"

"i think she's past the phase where she likes people just because they're russian"

"francine is a lesbian, but only during quarantine"

"don't be a home wrecker!" "i can't help it!"

"we are not doing coed tents" "i wanted to go purple-ing though"

"if it's not perfect i'm gonna through hands" "with who" "i don't know, the CEO of stupid"

"don't make me feel guilty for bullying you"

"it doesn't look very cash money cool but okay"

"slinky cat" (ferret)

"The pond behind my house didn't freeze all the way through this winter, so i couldn't go ice skating" "okay, so i have an idea. we can go to walmart and get-" "ANTI FREEZE!" "well, yes- wait, no. No, the more i think about that definitely no."

"The amish will win, the amish will prevail" "the amish will conquer us all!"

"He do be kinda mafia doh"

"i'm being sneaky sneak. stairs go creaky creak. and i need. DRUGZ"

"brain on shutdown, power saving mode"

"Somebody go tip her, she's dancing like a stripper" "thatd be nice- oh wait no!"

"fellas, is it gay to lick your homies eyeball?"

"it's not racist if you're only targeting one group of people" "that literally racism" "but what if they're french"

"i'm not racist yet but the option is available, and it's good to have options"

"they don't call me Mr. Steal Yo Boy for nothing!" -a straight man who has a girlfriend

"i think he has a bad habit of not dating girls"

"kinda hot tho 🥵 in a Santa Claus kinda way...hoe hoe hoe"

"i'll be your hot jacuzzi bubble dealer"

"when deceit and doubt fills you up, you cleanse your mind through creative activities, such as making organic soap"

"friendly reminder #4: you're never to old to eat a freezie-pop"

"sorry i'm just nervous" Chinese Teacher: (Waving her hand in front of her face) “Just pretend I’m cabbage.”

"me when my dads name is publicly broadcasted on the radio for his 14 felonies and assorted war crimes"

"<@!523669420435046401> I sentence you to a solid nine by the banhammer. For your crimes against Humanity, God, Satan, and Matt Frank. See you in hell."

"Danny, just because you're playing *Just Cause* doesn't mean you need to Just Cause our friendship!"

"Silly Matt! You fell for the ole’ Heimlich maneuver!”

"i got a bunch of new shirts over quarantine" "you would"

"Ok, there's a 32 year old doctor in new Jersey dying right now" "Yeah, but to be fair everyone in new jersey has a pre-existing condition"

“This is the longest period of time we’ve had without a Nintendo direct” “Maybe they’re gonna make a Nintendo indirect?”

"you’re looking extra white today.” "thanks i've been practicing"

"do you have any batteries" *looks inside shirt* "not yet"

"let's go colonize the middle school!" "yyayayyayayay!!!" " wait I gotta ask my mom first" What happened next is know called the *Juniors burden*

"oh so you're a DOWNSTAIRS milk kinda guy"

"you are literally the human embodiment of crumbs in a bed"

"The Berk-ey Creamery isn’t a place, it’s a people!”

 "He shoved a floating joy-con straight up his flux-capacitor.” "great! now it's paired"

"No, that isnt armor, the real armor are the friends you made along the way"

"This one goes out to all my lady friends out there *proceeds to kill himself in game*

"i'm a coward" "that's what a coward would say!"

"rest is for cowards and fools"

"every time you speak you take years off my life"

"Shark dick hoo ha ha"

"Me and the boys brushing our teeth at 3 AM"

"remember if you kill yourself the fascists win"

"The Beatles aren’t real. Have you ever seen a beatle? No? Exactly." "Babe” "Shut up I’m right."

*reading over these quotes* "god i hate that" "you said that!"

[nicostolemybones]

Hufflepuff House Sunshine

To say Will Solace was having a terrible day was an understatement. He’d had a sleepless night, thanks to a suspected case of the plague- and by suspected case of the plague, Will means a common cold from his sister Kayla. Except he was completely convinced that he absolutely did not have a cold, he most certainly had man flu. He couldn’t breathe through his nose at all, his sinuses heavy and his head sore. Madam Pomfrey had told him, with no room for arguments, that he was not allowed to help out in the infirmary whilst he was sick. Will was halfway through a boring transfigurations class when his transfigurations partner, Nico di Angelo, started giggling uncontrollably. McGonagall raised her eyebrow, but Nico only started to laugh more.”What now,” Will asked quietly, and Nico pointed at his project.

Said project was supposed to be a tortoise being transfigured into a top hat. However, Nico had created “Voldetort!” Nico was hysterically laughing by now at Voldetort, and Will couldn’t help but join in- the giggles were infectious.

“Nico! That’s not funny,” Will protested, but one more look at Voldetort had him moved to tears of hysterical laughter.

“Voldetort,” Nico wheezed breathlessly, which seemed to be the final straw for McGonagall, who strode over to the desk, looking over there shoulders.

“Care to share the joke with the class, di Angelo, Solace?”

“Voldetort,” Nico repeated, pointing at the creation.

McGonagall gave an amused hum, and Will lost the ability to control his giggles. “Five points from Slytherin and Hufflepuff,” she declared, returning to the front desk, “oh, and please attempt to control your giggles, boys, and focus on the project you’ve been given, or I shall have to send you out of the class.”

“Cool, see you later,” Nico shrugged, walking straight out of class.

“I uh- he has a doctor’s note, so do I,” Will said quickly, jogging after Nico. “You can’t just- walk out of class,” Will gasped, and Nico gave him a pointed look.

“Then what are you doing?”

“Uh… well you need somebody to make sure you stay out of trouble! Plus in the aftermath of Voldemort-”

“Voldetort!”

“Very mature(!) Anyway, even with voldemort gone we aren’t necessarily safe, so,, we should walk around in pairs, you know, use the buddy system?”

“You’re such a dork,” Nico snorted.

“Says the boy who made a card game out of the chocolate frog cards,” Will protested.

“Yeah, so? I sell the cards in packs to people at tuck, and I make one hundred galleons a day!”

“That’s against the rules, Nico!”

“Technically, the rule is you can’t sell sweets or chocolate on school premises, it says nothing about selling playing cards. Check and mate!”

“That’s… actually genius,” Will smiled, “so, where are we going?”

“That...is a really good question,” Nico replied, “Slytherin common room?”

“No thanks,” Will replied, “the Giant Squid freaks me out every time he swims past…”

“Oh, you mean Steve?”

“Who the fuck named him Steve?”

“Percy did,” Nico replied, and Will shrugged- that was just regular weirdness at Hogwarts.

“We could go sneak into the kitchens?” Will suggested, “there’s a secret passage by the Hufflepuff common room that somebody dug so we could stress eat during exam season and obsessively bake cookies.”

“Oh my gods it’s like a care bear possessed your entire house,” Nico laughed, “how about we break into the Ravenclaw common room?”

“Only Ravenclaws can get in there.”

“You, my friend, need more Slytherin in you! Where’s your ambition? I bet you ten chocolate frogs-”

“Deal!”

“You didn’t even hear my-”

“I said deal, di Angelo, I don’t fuck around with cholocate.”

“You just sold your soul to me, Solace,” Nico joked, and Will shrugged.

“You already stole my heart, you can take my soul any day.”

“Shut up, sap,” Nico blushed, trying to hide his face behind his hair as they reached the Ravenclaw common room door. Nico knocked, waiting for a riddle.

“What has two eyes but cannot see, what appears red in one light and blue in another-”

“A blind police dog next to a cop car with the flashing lights on, now let us in.”

“The answer’s-” Will gasped when the door opened anyway, and Nico smirked triumphantly. “The answer was Iridescent, Nico,” Will protested.

“Are you sure you’re not a secret Ravenclaw, Solace?”

“Are you sure you aren’t a Hufflepuff, di Angelo?” Nico gasped dramatically, clutching his chest.

Will reached out, softly pressing his finger to the tip of Nico’s nose, making him go cross-eyed. “Boop!”

“Fuck off,” Nico scowled, although Will merely laughed musically- there was no malice in his tone. “That was a sneaky move, you snake, are you sure you weren’t supposed to be a slytherin?”

“Well, the hat did try to put me in Slytherin,” Will mused, “because I’m ambitious and all, but I value loyalty and friendship and kindness and helpfulness far more than anything else, and I offered the sorting hat my mom’s cookies if it put me in Hufflepuff.”

“Bribery, huh...that… that is simultaneously the most Slytherin and the most Hufflepuff thing I have ever heard. You never cease to surprise me,” Nico huffed.

“Why did we break in here anyway?”

“Because I’m chaotic evil and I’m going to draw a weiner in all the books.”

“Nico,” Will gasped, “you can’t just-”

“There’s nothing in the rules about writing in books or drawing anatomical drawings, therefore, I’m not breaking the rules.”

“Good gods you’re lawful evil,” Will gasped.

“You take that back,” Nico gasped in mock offence (or at least, what Will hoped was mock offence). “Actually,” Will grinned, tilting his head to the side, “you’re a whole-ass lawful good!”

“No!” Nico gasped.

“Yes you are!” Will grinned, “I saw you give your homework to Lou-Ellen in Potions!”

“I did no such thing,” Nico gasped, and Will laughed.

“You’re basically a human corn snake, you eat, get warm, and go to sleep.”

“You just described a cat.”

“Danger noodles are forbidden kitties!” Will reasoned, and Nico shook his head in disbelief.

“Yeah well- you’re a forbidden kitty!” Nico retorted.

“Did you just call me a furry?”

“You know what- yes. Yes I did.”

“I should buy a fursuit.”

“Will no,” Nico protested.

“Will yes!” Will grinned, “You know who else is a furry?”

“Frank, Grover, and Alex?”

“Well- yes, but I was gonna say the house mascots! School sanctioned fursonas.”

“That mental image is cursed. Thank you for giving me inspiration for the howler I’m going to send to Jason today,” Nico smiled.

“You’re very welcome,” Will grinned, “you should get him to dress as the Gryffindor lion before you send the howler.”

“Superb, you funky little badger,” Nico grinned, and Will giggled.

“Anyway,” Nico mused, “I thought you said you had the plague.”

“This may sound like I was being a dramatic dumbass, but I accidentally ate a sweet from the Stolls and it may have been responsible for my sneezing fit.”

“You ate something the Stolls gave you? You know they probably got it from the Weasley’s shop?”

“Nico, you don’t understand. It was food shaped. I ate an eraser once because it looked like sushi.”

“Oh my gods you’re a walking hazard, Solace,” Nico sighed in exasperation, “the black and yellow house colours are secretly hazard tape.”

“Warning, may bake you cookies and give you hugs.”

“Please tell me you haven’t.”

“Maybe,” Will beamed, holding a paper bag to his chest before holding them out to Nico, bouncing on the balls of his feet.

“Holy shit, you’re a literal ray of fucking sunshine,” Nico grinned, taking the bag and peering inside.

“They’re cantuccini almond and honey biscotti,” Will announced, “I asked your dad who gave me your mother’s recipe! You mentioned how she used to bake you cookies when you had a nightmare, and how you’d never had any since your mom died because your dad can’t cook anything other than burned ready meals and your step mom puts pomegranate in everything and your step gran just feeds you cereal, so I thought you’d appreciate… are you crying?”

“I’m not crying,” Nico protested, “I’m having an allergic reaction, too much human emotions.”

“Aww, that’s adorable!” Will grinned, squeezing Nico in a strong hug.

“I can’t breathe, Will,” Nico protested, and Will laughed gently.

“I’ll let go when you smile,” Will replied stubbornly.

“I’m never going to smile,” Nico grumbled.

“Then you’re eternally trapped in a bear hug!”

“That’s my plan,” Nico replied, hugging back, “my evil, cunning Slytherin plan to get you to cuddle me.”

“I think my Hufflepuff side is rubbing off on you,” Will laughed.

“I was gonna be sorted into Hufflepuff but I blackmailed the sorting hat and I was put in Slytherin.”

“You dramatic gay.”

“You’re gay,” Nico retorted, and Will hummed happily.

“It’s your fault,” Will stated matter of factly.

“Oh sure, blame your rainbow on me, you big homo,” Nico laughed.

“You’re a big homo,” Will replied.

“It’s your fault! You’re freaking adorable, you’re like- the Hufflepuff House Sunshine or something,” Nico huffed.

“Hufflepuff House Sunshine. Huh… that’s my title now,” Will replied with a grin. Perhaps today wouldn’t be such a bad day after all.

@solangeloweek day 4- AU

[evansnjames]

Top Ten Theories

Summary: Top ten theories why the Head Boy and Girl would  receive two nights worth of detention. Top theory: caught shagging. Reality? Pretty far off. One shot. Fluff.

Can find here at ff.net!

"Padfoot, you piece of crap, stop staring."

"Then spit out the truth and your dreams will come true."

James just glared at his best friend and went back to his Arithmancy homework, ignoring the beady eyes of Sirius Black who hadn't stopped hounding him since the rumors circulated that James Potter and Lily Evans had been caught snogging or shagging (who knew) in the Astronomy Tower yesterday evening during rounds. This was very curious rumor indeed considering the two weren't even officially or unofficially together.

Granted, no one actually knew what happened, but the next morning the entire school was awoken to the news that the Head Boy and Girl were both served two nights worth of detention from Professor McGonagall herself. Rumors spread like wildfire (like they did when it came to Potter and Evans) throughout campus as multiple bystanders claimed to have witnessed Potter, Evans and McGonagall head to Dumbledore's office late at night.

Quickly theories were spread and currently the top ten theories were:

They were caught mid-shag/snog/whatever you want to call it

Trapped Filch in a broom cupboard

Practicing illegal spells on the Slytherins

Lily was trying to murder James

They were trying to murder someone else – victim remained unknown aka murdered

They were burning school property

Flushed Mrs. Norris down Moaning Myrtle's bathroom

Attempting to escape school before the dreaded NEWTs

Egging Peeves on to cause chaos

It was all just rumors

Sirius usually minded his own business and tried never feeding into or believing the Hogwarts rumor mill but there was something very fishy about this entire situation. One, James refused to talk about what exactly happened; second, the rumors swirling had become so incredulous that Sirius was starting to consider where there's smoke there's fire. Because James, for all his Marauding and such, had become much less of a public troublemaker in the last few years and detention wasn't something a responsible Head Boy easily achieved these days. Oh sure, most of their friends shrugged it off claiming it was nothing but detention to the Head Boy and Girl from their Head of House was not nothing! It was most definitely something.

So Sirius Black was on top of it. Not that he cared a prat's rat ass about the rest of the school but he was sure now that James was hiding something. So he considered the top ten theories and easily concluded that theory number one (they were caught mid-shag/snog/whatever you want to call it) was the most obvious. Also, he knew for a fact that Prongs and Evans were indeed shagging or snogging or at least hiding something as a week into term he had woken to the sounds of giggles and a hushed voice coming from James' bed were the hangings were drawn, which the boys never did but James hadn't been thorough enough and at the very front he could see a touch of red hair. Sirius smirked and fell back asleep, not mentioning anything the next morning but a cheeky 'hello'. So it had been pretty easy to conclude the sneaky pair was off doing the deed on any flat surface they could find including the Astronomy Tower were privacy was abundant considering it was closed to all students when not in use. Case closed.

Now he just needed James to admit it.

"Wormtail," Sirius started. "Don't you think Prongs looks a bit cheeky today?"

Peter gave a slight snigger as he glanced over at James who was unrelentingly ignoring the two of them. "Looks the usual disheveled to me."

"Hmm," Sirius said, leaning back in his chair. "Well then, if you won't tell me what happened I'll just have to find out for myself."

"I did tell you what happened," James muttered. "You just won't listen."

"That the two of you got detention because you locked up Mrs. Norris in an empty classroom? Sorry, two nights worth of detention and a visit to Dumbledore doesn't seem to fit the crime. Anyways, Evans would never, she loves cats."

James grumbled into his parchment and Sirius raised his eyes. "What was that? Didn't hear ya quite well between the mumbling."

"I said," James growled, throwing his parchment at him. "Will you quit it?"

Feeling the tension vibrating from James, Peter cut the conversation in order to avoid destruction. They had been kicked out of the library one to many times and Peter needed the library time more then ever this year and was attempting to stay on Madame Pince's good side. "What's the detention anyways?"

"Scrubbing the dungeons."

Sirius cracked his knuckles and admired. "They always sent us there when they wanted to teach us a lesson."

"No, you idiot," James said kicking his chair so Sirius fell forward. "They sent us there when it needed cleaning."

Moody, Sirius thought. Very moody. "This detention with Evans then?"

As if on cue, the redhead walked into the library alone, scanning the room when she landed on their table. Sirius watched her walk over, her face becoming pinker, her twitch becoming more deliberate as she got closer, and James, immediately tensing up at the sight of her. Interesting, very interesting.

"Evans! We were just talking about you," Sirius said.

She nodded her head and looked at James who was avidly not looking at her. "James… can we talk?"

But James didn't answer and an awkward tension filled the open space, even making Sirius a bit uncomfortable.

"Now Prongs, she's asking you something, be polite," Sirius said sarcastically but they both ignored him.

"James, please," Lily whispered when he finally looked up and saw her red-rimmed eyes. Well, he grunted in his thoughts, he hoped she was crying.

"What do you want, Evans?"

She seemed to flinch at his tone and swallowed. "Can we talk?"

"Anything you have to say to me, you can say to my mates," he said testily and Sirius seemed to reconsider the idea that theory number one was the reason they got detention as Lily just deflated at his words.

"Alright then, so I'll uh just see you in detention?" she said dejectedly but James showed no sympathy.

He gave her a cold shrug, looking back at his paper as if he hadn't been obsessing over her for three years and continued writing as if she had never been there. When Lily walked away, Sirius looked at his friend as if he had grown a second head.

"Wormtail, knock on Prong's head there and see if anything is inside."

James knocked Peter's hand away and fiercely glared at his friend. "I said to quit it."

"Don't you think you were a bit harsh on her? She seemed pretty upset for two kids who were caught shagging," Sirius retorted.

James smacked his book shut at his question and shoved his notes angrily into his school bag. "I told you to quit it!"

He walked out of the library then without another word.

Sirius and Peter stared with lightly gaping mouths at their friend's temper tantrum.

"So what theory do we think now?"

"Something is going on between Evans and Prongs," Sirius said plopping between Marlene and Mary on the couch, later that night in the common room, and grabbing a piece of fudge they had left on the table.

"That we already know," Marlene said pushing Sirius' hands off her shoulders as he left crumbs along her lap. "But Lily has been acting dodgy all day."

"Prongs straight up through a hissy fit in the library right now."

"Well, we know their shagging…" Peter said. At one point or another, everyone had witnessed James and Lily's poor constructed hiding. The idea of them being together had been talked about so many times and now that they were finally together but not admitting it, the whole concept was becoming far-fetched.

"Yes, but that doesn't explain this whole gloom and dome scenario," Marlene countered.

"Well we know the theories… which one do we think it is?" Mary questioned, looking at their group of friends.

"Well we can cross off 'caught shagging', yeah? I feel like they wouldn't be so upsetwith one and other if that was the case," Marlene threw out.

Peter nodded. "Maybe Lily caught James dueling with the Slytherins? Theory number three? Got upset at him again?"

"Could be…" Mary said slowly.

"But then why would James be so upset?" Marlene disputed.

"Maybe because she ended up hexing him and getting mad at him instead of the Slytherins," Sirius offered completely unsure. This entire situation was becoming ridiculous.

"Listen," Marlene started. "All of this is guessing games, I reckon there is a much easier way of figuring it out."

"We could, you know, spy on them, in detention," Peter suggested.

They sat silently for an entire moment, looking at each other, before they all raced out to the portrait opening forgetting they had curfew, as if they cared.

"Shh!" Mary shushed, as they got closer. "They'll hear us."

They tiptoed as they got closer but any creaks or swishes they thought they heard were just imagination until they did hear a loud cough behind them. At once, Marlene, Sirius, Peter and Mary jumped and then sighed in relief at Remus who was on rounds but staring at them with raised, amused eyebrows.

"Moony, just in time, we are spying on Prongs and Evans… Unless you already know why they got detention?" Sirius said accusingly.

Remus rolled his eyes at his friends' antics. "Not a clue."

"You would think being a prefect we would get some inside information," Marlene said snidely.

"I can say that prefect meeting was interesting," Remus offered.

"How exactly was there a prefect meeting when the Head Boy and Girl are in detention?" Mary asked.

"That's what we were all thinking until Professor McGonagall came in and informed us she would be leading the meeting tonight, and then proceeded to take ten points from Ravenclaw when Humphreys asked what happened last night."

They continued down the hallway with Remus in tow. "So you noticed too Prongs acting funny today?"

Remus shrugged. "He's been acting funny since term started. You haven't noticed? One second he's down the next high."

Sirius considered what his friend said and tried to really think about it. In past five weeks since term started, James had been acting a bit strange… More aggressive in Quidditch practice and randomly disappearing (though he assumed that meant he was just off with Evans). His jealousy regarding her was at an ultimate high, and if Sirius hadn't already known about them, he would have surmised considering James had given Adam Cooper three nights worth of detention when he heard from Lily that he'd asked her to Hogsmeade one night after studying for Alchemy together. He justified it by saying Cooper had been wondering the halls after curfew, which no one bought (including McGonagall who'd retroactively dismissed the detention).

They arrived outside the dungeon doors, the Marauder Map telling them which classroom to find them in. They stared at each other before lowering themselves flat on the floor (like the creeps they were) and stuck their ears next to the opening of the door and performing a sound heightener charm.

"James, I'm sorry," was the first thing they heard.

"I'm not interested," James said coldly.

"I'm sorry, okay! I've said it a million times, what more do you want me to say?"

"How about just leaving me alone?"

"Please, James, you've never been this mad at me before and it's confusing."

"Good," he said shortly.

They didn't hear anything but a few creaks of movement and a mop dropping and then, "Evans, stop."

"So it's Evans now after everything?" Lily asked, her voice sounded so low that the group felt bad for her.

"Yes."

"C'mon, James. It was… a shock reaction."

"A shock reaction?" James barked. It became silent for a brief moment and they pressed their ears harder to the opening when they heard, "You know what, Lily? I'm done. I'm done with you and I'm done with this."

A second later, the door swung open and all five friends looked up guiltily at James's furious expression and Lily crying. They got up, wiping their clothes, trying to act casual as if it was normal to be caught so obviously eavesdropping (which in some ways it was for this group of friends).

"Sorry about that mate but-" Sirius began but James didn't wait for an explanation and stormed down the corridor. "You can't just leave detention like that!" Sirius yelled after him but James ignored him.

With the absence of James, all eyes turned to Lily's puffy eyes.

"Lily," Mary said going over to her and giving her a hug. "Why are you crying?"

But all Lily did was cry. Now, the thing about Lily Evans was that she was hardheaded, stubborn, infallible. She did not cry. And Sirius watched as tears flowed freely down her face becoming more and more dumbfounded and knowing he wasn't the only one. What was going on? None of it was making any sense. Obviously, something big had been kept from them.

"Lils," Marlene said softly, stroking her hair and looking at Sirius muddled. What the fuck, she mouthed and Sirius shrugged just as befuddled.

"Miss Evans, I seemed too have found-" Professor McGonagall started and then stopped at seeing triple the amount of people she had expected. She stood in the doorway with James besides her, his hands in his pockets looking down moodily. "Is there a reason the five of you seemed to have wondered into this room at this hour?"

"Just to have a jolly chat with our Head Boy and Girl and figure out what exactly happened last night to spark such an outcry," Sirius filled in.

"Out," she said with her hand pointing to the door. "Or do you also want detention?"

Sheepishly, they shuffled out and the door snapped shut behind them. They stood looking at each other (again) moving from side to side hesitantly before all at once collapsing to the floor (they were weak, and what were they suppose to do? They had a mission to accomplish).

"Now, I realize the two of you are cross with one and other but that is no excuse to abandon your detention in the middle," McGonagall's voice wafted.

"For the first time, Professor, I don't deserve this detention," James said.

"What?" rang Lily's voice. "You were there too!"

They didn't hear anything until: "ARE YOU THICK IN THE HEAD, EVANS?"

"That's enough, Potter!" McGonagall said. All they heard was deep breathing then a mop being picked up. "Now get back to work and if I find you leaving detention in the middle again I'll double it."

James grunted.

A moment passed and then: "As Professor Dumbledore said yesterday, it seems a pity to fight emotions when they are so apparent and time is being wasted."

"Yeah, tell that to Evans," James mumbled.

"James, I'm sorry!"

"Yeah, well sorry isn't good enough this time. Wait, Professor," James called out and the group on the floor realized McGonagall was near the exit and looked at each other skittishly if to abandon their spot.

"Yes, Potter?"

"I realize I have detention with Evans, but can I not have detention with Evans tomorrow?"

Their was gapping silence and then, "If you wish, Mr. Potter."

The group looked at each as they heard McGonagall open the door and sprinted with all their might back to Gryffindor Tower.

As they reached the portrait huffing, wheezing and barely alive, holding their sides for cramps and stiches, Mary somehow was able to utter the password and they tumbled into the common room.

"Wh-What the bloody hell is all this about? Wh-what happened last night?"

But only five blank and puzzled stares looked back at each other.

"We-we need to go over the th-theories again," Peter panted. "What's the top one?"

The next morning, when Lily came into the Great Hall for breakfast and saw all her friends eating plus a James Potter, the group facing the entranceway immediately spotted how Lily halted, stared at the back of James's head, turned around, stopped, turned back around, looked determined, started marching towards them before stopping altogether and leaving the Great Hall.

"I better bring her some toast," Marlene said to a Sirius who was staring at the developments with his mouth open.

"Toast, to who?" James said as he turned around to stare, his own mouth filled with food.

"Who else would come in here and leave at the sight of you? Now Prongs, you want to tell us which of the top ten theories is real considering we spent the better part of last night reviewing them instead of our homework?" Sirius provided.

James glared at his friend and flicked his sausage at Sirius's face but he flicked it away. "You lot are garbage friends."

"We personally believe it's theory number three with a few abbreviations though you and Lily keep insisting it's theory number seven," Marlene interjected.

"Are you lot talking about the theories?" Gryffindor sixth year Warner Walker asked as he slid onto the empty seat besides James.

"Yup," Mary said. "We think it is theory number three."

"I've got one galleon going that it's theory number eight," Walker said confidently.

James turned to glare at him. "Watch it, Walker or I'll put you detention for harassing the Head Boy."

"Calm your horses but I'm not the only one. Hornby bet me double or nothing that it's theory number six and King upped the anti by claiming it's theory number eight. At least we don't think you lot are dumb enough to get caught shagging, which is most of the school. Almost two hundred galleons just on theory number one."

"We aren't shagging," James muttered under his breath at the same time Peter exclaimed. "Two hundred galleons, how do I get in on this?"

Walker chortled as he got up and looked at Peter. "Talk to Peck in Hufflepuff, he's got all the tallies updated hourly. See you lot later."

"Why can't people mind their own business?" James snarled as he watched Walker stroll away chummily.

Not amused, Sirius leaned in. "Come off it, James, what happened?"

"There's nothing to talk about."

Sirius groaned in frustration and slammed his hands on the table. "Do you think we are idiots?"

Remus stepped in then. "All we are trying to say is that obviously something is happening, and we just want to be there for you two."

James huffed and then stood. "I have Quidditch practice because their is a game tomorrow and everyone seems to be forgetting I'm captain."

"I didn't forget!" Peter said but they all ignored him.

"But from the events of a few nights ago, we know you're Head Boy considering he got caught with the Head Girl… shagging?" Marlene tempted.

"For fucks sake, me and Lily were not caught shagging! And we didn't get into any duels with the Slytherins and no, we didn't lock Mrs. Norris in Moaning Myrtle's bathroom if that's what you lot want to know so badly!" James all but yelled at his friends. James's voice though was loud enough to be carried down the Gryffindor table were people started stare.

"Aha!" Sirius jumped up onto the bench and pointed at James. "I knew you were lying about Mrs. Norris."

Remus pulled Sirius down and looked at James gently. "Fine, so what exactly did happen?"

The group of eyes stared at James and James groaned and looked at the top of the cloudless ceiling. "Ask Lily, alright? She's the one with all the secrets to keep."

With that he turned away and headed to the field, the rest of his Quidditch team unsure if to follow their irritated captain but did so, but followed a few steps behind.

"We should go study…" Mary said slowly.

"Or," Sirius offered. "We go find Evans?"

They stood abruptly and made their way to Gryffindor Tower, charging against the traffic as they passed through the throngs of people bustling on their way to their weekend activities.

"Now that we know it's not the Slytherins, what do you think happened?" Peter said as the portrait hole was within sight.

But none of them had any answers as their second top theory was crossed out. "Maybe they really were trying to sneak out of school?"

But even as the theory was offered none of it made sense. Why would James be so angry with Lily? The last few months, James and Lily could barely hide their uninhibited attraction to each other. Flirting dangerously in classes, always scheduling rounds together, laughing at each other's jokes even when they weren't funny… What could possibly have gone wrong?

They entered into the pretty empty common room to find Lily sitting near the fireplace. At first, they didn't hear it but as they moved closer they heard the cries, then the sobs and finally saw the tears. Lily Evans was crying hysterically. Marlene rushed to her.

"What the bloody fuck is going on?" Sirius yelped as Mary shoved past him and embraced her friend.

Lily jumped at the unexpected guests and tried wiping her tears but more fell in replacement. "Nothing, I just don't-"

"Bullocks and you know it," Sirius said, taking a seat on the coffee table across from her and the others followed. "Now, what happened?"

Lily was silent and stared at the floor and gulped for air between her deep breaths she couldn't seem to take because of her sobbing. She exhaled slowly and then looked at her friends. "Me and James have been… together." She expected at least a gasp of surprise but looked at five different blank faces that didn't seem to be all too shocked.

"Sorry to break it to you, love," Marlene said. "But you two weren't very good at hiding."

"I mean besides the fact the two of you have been flirting relentlessly and you let him touch you all the time without hexing or yelling at him anymore, I caught the two of you at the lake a few weeks ago," Mary said shrugging.

"At least the lake is partially hidden, I saw them in the empty classroom near the prefect's lounge," Remus laughed at a Lily who was growing increasingly redder.

"I got you all beat," said Peter with a knowing smile. "In James's bed in broad daylight ditching Potions, hangings ups and everything."

"You- you knew? You all knew?" Lily said horrified. "Why didn't any of you say anything?"

"Didn't seem like our place," Remus said kindly. "Figured you would come clean when you felt comfortable enough."

"But honestly, it's almost as if you two weren't even trying to hide," Sirius said smartly as he rose from his seat and looked down at Lily. "So… want to tell us what happened two nights ago that you're in tears and James is stomping around?"

Lily swallowed and shook her head. "Not really."

"Not really giving you an option," Sirius said flatly.

Lily looked down and then up again and then down again and more tears filled her eyes. "James, he uh, well… James never wanted to keep it a secret."

"Surprise there," Sirius chirped.

Lily glared at him. "Listen, I just wasn't ready. Everything was happening so quickly and I couldn't keep up. I mean," Lily said waving her fingers through each other anxiously as if she had thought this over a million and ten times, which she probably had. "One day I was hexing him and the next he was responsible and kind and he helped that cute Hufflepuff in First Year when he tripped on the trick staircase and lost all his books."

"Wait!" Marlene said jumping up, standing next to Sirius and glaring down at her friend. "That was last year! James helped that kid last year and don't even try to convince me different because I remember those mooneyes you had after! HOW LONG HAVE THE TWO OF YOU BEEN SNOGGING?"

Lily swallowed and shrugged guilty. "Around about nine months… since my birthday."

This was the reaction Lily had expected as their mouths fell open gobsmacked. "Nine months?" Mary repeated. "But, but how?!"

"Why?" Sirius said. "I get what you said at first with the fast and the hexing but it's been nine bloody months, obviously not so fast anymore."

"And nine months isn't exactly snogging," Marlene butt in, continuing her glaring at her friend and not caring at how further dejected she looked. "You lot are in a full throttle relationship is what you two are in! Call it what you want."

"Lily," Remus said gently and touched her shoulder kindly, trying a different approach from his friends harsh one. "Why the secrecy?"

Fresh tears fell down her face and Lily looked up at the group agonizingly. "At first, it was just confusing! You have to understand, he was Potter but then suddenly he was James and he was so, so compassionate and reliable, and I just couldn't understand how I didn't see it before. And then I liked snogging him but I couldn't figure out if I liked him but then I did like him, a lot. And it was just confusing so I asked him to keep it between us so I could figure it out and then the summer came and then term started…"

"And nine months later?"

Tears streamed freely down her face and she wasn't even trying to hide it as their friends realized they weren't just dealing with a couple of sneaky students hiding their snogging. This was a real couple, a nine-month anniversary kind of couple…

"Well, James didn't want to hide it anymore," Lily explained.

"I can't imagine why," Sirius intervened but Lily ignored him.

"He's always been so honest and… even though he didn't want to keep it a secret he did for me."

Mary stroked her friend's hair and considered. "So what happened?"

"He uh," Lily hiccupped and looked at her friends. "The second term started, he just kept badgering me on and on and I couldn't take it anymore, you guys know how he can be…"

"Listen, at nine months I would be too," Sirius muttered under his breath but Remus shushed him.

"So when we went for rounds, we were circling the Astronomy Tower and he just, he just kept hounding me…"

"Lily, c'mon! There's nothing stopping us, let's just be together."

"We are together, now shut it!"

"I can't keep it a secret anymore, and I'm pretty sure all our friends know anyways."

Lily twisted around and glared at him. "What? Did you tell them?"

Her animosity startled him. "Of course not… I just… Lily, I want to be with you and I want to share that with everyone. I'm tired of all this hiding, all right? I can't do it anymore."

"So what are you saying?" Lily said sternly, looking anywhere but him. "You don't want to be with me anymore?"

James gaped at her and took a step forward, pulling her into his arms. "Are you mad? I'm saying the exact opposite! I want more then anything to be with you and for everyone to know!"

Lily pulled away and looked to her side as she crossed her arms. "I'm just not ready… I…"

"Is it me?" James finally asked earnestly, desperately. "Do you just not love me enough?"

Lily's eyes widened and she shook her head adamantly as she crossed over to him and touched his cheeks. "No, James, of course not. You know I love you."

"Then what's the problem? I love you, you love me and there's absolutely nothing to hide!"

"James-"

"No! I'm sick of hiding. I'm going to tell everyone tonight."

"No, you are not!" Lily said panicked as she pulled at his shoulder. "Just stop it."

"Or what?"

Lily looked at James and he looked at her just as ardently because they had reached a crossroads. The situation had become impossible for him.

"I can't do this anymore. I don't want too."

Tears formed in Lily's eyes but James didn't rush to brush them away. "What are you saying?"

"I'm saying," James said sincerely. "That I want to shout it from the rooftops that we are together."

With that James jumped onto the ledge of the Astronomy Tower and looked down at Lily who was looking at him horrified.

"James, get down from there!"

James cupped his hands instead and yelled, "I LOVE LILY!"

Lily pulled at his pant leg but he stepped away from her. "James, stop it!"

"Or what?" he mocked and yelled into the open sky again. "I LOVE LILY AND SHE LOVES ME BACK!"

"Stop," she hissed, trying to pull him down.

"ME AND LILY ARE IN A RELATIONSHHH-"

"And then I pushed him," she concluded.

The group was silent as they stared stunned, their words lost as they tried to formulate complete sentences.

"You pushed James off the Astronomy Tower?" Sirius yelped. "How did he survive?"

Lily swallowed and huffed loudly. "It was an accident! I didn't mean to do it obviously! He was just being so frustrating, standing up there declaring those things."

"Must be hard having someone love you so much that he stood on the Astronomy Tower and yelled it," Marlene shot at her.

"But how did he survive?" Remus repeated wide-eyed, staring at Lily in a totally new light.

"Well, McGonagall must of heard all the shouting because she uh happened to, well see me push James and right away Levitated his body to the fifth floor balcony, and James cast his own cushioning charm so that when he landed it wasn't that bad."

The group just outright gaped at her, unsure how to proceed. "This is mad," Remus finally said. "Lily, have you lost your mind?"

Lily jumped up in frenzy and looked around at them. "Listen, it wasn't the right reaction but I didn't know what to do! Obviously, I shouldn't have pushed him but he just wouldn't shut up! And I regret it and it was an accident clearly but if James knew anything about me then he would know that was definitely not the way to get me to agree!"

But the astonished faces didn't fade as Lily made her way to her room.

"This is mad," Mary concluded.

"I was not expecting that…" Peter agreed as they looked around at each other.

"I don't even know how to move forward," Marlene added.

"Right well, you two talk to Evans, and… we'll talk to Prongs," Sirius said, scratching the back of his head. "But I have to say… if I were him… I mean, she pushed him from the Astronomy Tower."

They sat silently before they heard a light snigger and looked over at Peter who shrugged. "It's a bit funny, I mean imagine his face."

Mary rolled her eyes but Marlene couldn't help cracking a smile and Sirius outright busted out laughing. Soon they were all laughing, even Remus, at the absurdity of the entire situation.

"Evans pushed Prongs off the Astronomy Tower," Sirius repeated, now with tears in his eyes. "Imagine what they'll tell their children."

"What are you lot laughing at?" James grumped, climbing through the portrait hole and towards his friends. He seemed to scan the group and sighed in relief when he realized Lily wasn't there, which honestly just made the entire group sad. It used to be the opposite. He slumped onto the vaccinated spot on the couch left by Lily and looked into the fire, brooding.

"We just had an interesting chat with Evans," Sirius started and with that the two girls bid their farewells and went to meet Lily in the girls dormitory.

"Yeah," James said, picking at a string on his Quidditch robes. "What she'd have to say?"

"Only that two of you have been shagging for oh say nine months?" Sirius supplied.

James's head snapped back to his best friends, his mouth hanging opening. "She told you? She actually said it out loud?"

"Sat just where you were now," Sirius nodding in false seriousness.

"She, she told you guys everything?" James asked slowly as the idea that his friends finally knew this deep, dark secret relaxed an unknown tension that had been high strung within him and out came a dazzling smile.

His three friends couldn't help but grin at his reaction as Peter clapped a hand on his back. "I'm assuming a congrats is in order?"

James started to say something but he seemed to fall back into himself. "It doesn't matter."

His friends glanced at one and other before huddling around their obviously depressed friend. "After all these years of pining, you finally get Evans and you're going to let one little push-"

"She shoved me off the Astronomy Tower."

"A setback," Peter offered but James continued to glower.

"Listen, we were down here talking to her and she seemed pretty remorseful-" Remus started but James waved him off.

"She's upset?" James said dryly. "Do realize that she would rather push me off the Astronomy Tower then even admit publicly that we are together?"

They couldn't fight with that logic so they remained silent, eventually James slumping in his seat. "It's been torture is what it's been. All I want is to be with her! And she… would rather accidently kill me then be with me! It's like what is there even to be ashamed of?"

"James," Sirius started slowly, patting his friend on the back. "It's Lily, she's always been like that. Thinking too much, worried too much. It's because she cares too much. And she doesn't want to get hurt, again."

James shrugged despondently, knowing all this but it had become enough and that much was obvious to everyone. How much was he expected to take? He loved her. He wanted to be with her and he was done hiding it. And, he was never going to hurt if he could help it. All he wanted to do was make her happy. He told his friends as much.

"Like I said," James said getting up. "It doesn't matter anymore. The ball is in her pitch. And if she wants me, she knows were to find me."

"And if she doesn't?"

The sorrow that filled his eyes made his friend instantly regret asking anything at all and James just shook his head as he slouched to his dormitory, the very notion that he had already lost Lily much to close to his reality.

"Lily," Mary asked kindly as she entered into the room to see Lily spooned on her bed, holding onto her extra pillow.

"Yeah?" she asked despondently.

The two girls looked at each other before surrounding her bed and sitting besides her. "Just checking in."

They remained quiet as Marlene stroked her friend's hair and Mary her arm. Silent tears fell down Lily's cheeks as she sniffled. "He's never going to speak to me again, is he?"

"C'mon, Lils," Marlene said, trying to lower the sadness overwhelming the room. "He's been obsessed with you for years, I doubt he's just going to let go."

"It's different this time."

The girls looked at each other because they couldn't deny the fact that pushing James off the Astronomy Tower was a bit radical.

"Lils," Mary asked gently. "But what's stopping you? Everyone already knows…"

Lily gulped and sat up, leaning against her headboard. "It's all so confusing. I love him but I'm scared. What if he wakes up and realizes all of me isn't worth… well, the effort?"

"Lily," Marlene groaned. "He's been asking you out since fifth year! Been crushing on you since forth and you've been together since sixth! He's kept it a literal secret for nine months. What makes you possibly think he wouldn't want you?"

"And if doesn't… well, Lily, you are strong and capable, and it will be alright. Eventually it always is," Mary said calmly.

Lily sighed. "You're probably right, but James is… furious. He won't even look at me. I tried talking to him during our detention but he just ignored me. He's never been this angry with me before. I don't really know how to take it, honestly."

"James just has a bruised ego right now," Marlene said. "I mean, you did push him off the Astronomy Tower."

"It was an accident."

"Still happened."

"He's never going to forgive me," Lily sighed, slumping back onto her pillow.

"He will, he just needs… some time," Mary said. "But Lily… I think you need to decide if you truly want to be with him."

"Of course I do!" Lily said appalled at the question.

"Right, well you need to start acting like it, by telling people," Marlene said, butting in. "I mean it's been nine bloody months, I'm surprised James didn't push you off the bloody Tower."

"I told you lot," Lily motioned.

The two girls looked at Lily sympathetically and gave her grim smiles. "I don't think it's enough honestly."

Lily glared at her ceiling at the un-satisfaction of it all. "What am I supposed to do?"

"I don't know," Marlene said, at last moving to her own bed. "Think what James would do."

It was the next day, morning of the first Gryffindor Quidditch match of the season versus Ravenclaw. The girls had shuffled into the room, forcing Lily down the stairs in her House colors, to eat breakfast.

"He doesn't want to see me," she had insisted to their denials though Marlene wasn't quite sure after her brief conversation with Sirius last night.

"He's pretty upset," Sirius explained as they pulled on their own clothes after a brief shagging section in a broom cupboard. "I'm pretty sure I heard him crying into his pillow earlier. I don't think Evans is getting away with it that easily to tell you the truth."

They sat at the table and Lily didn't even try not to stare at James and the multiple girls surrounding him. She mashed at her food and pouted into her morning tea.

"Lily," Mary said softly but she shrugged her off as the rest of the Marauders sauntered into the room and took a seat by them.

"Good morning, lovely ladies," Sirius said as he took a bit of toast and started pouring scrambled eggs onto his plate.

"Morning," Lily mumbled as she took another glance at James.

"Uh," Sirius laughed into his food. "Unrequited love?"

She ignored him but Sirius wasn't one for being ignored and called down the table. "Oi, Prongs! I think someone has something to say to you this morning."

James looked over at his best friend, saw his whatever sitting next to him and got up. "Yeah, what's that?"

Lily became tongue tied as James stalked over and stood over their friends as he looked down at Lily expectantly. "I uh… I just wanted to wish you luck."

James crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows. "That it?"

Lily bit her lip and looked up at him desperately. "What more do you want me to say?"

But that seemed to make James angrier and he just stomped away and Lily looked after him mutely. She got up then and chased after him, grabbing his hand near the side of the entranceway, their friends moving closer to the end of the table trying to hear the hushed argument.

"James, I told you I'm sorry, what else can I do?"

"It's not that simple anymore."

"James…"

"You pushed me off the Astronomy Tower!"

He said it loud enough that a few prying eyes looked over curiously. Lily blushed under his intense gaze, glaring at him to be quiet while trying to ignore McGonagall's piercing look. "Please be quiet. And I'm sorry! I obviously didn't mean it, you know that."

"Come off it, Evans," and Lily flinched at the use of her surname. "You would rather push me off the Astronomy Tower then be with me. I mean look at us now!" Motioning his hands around the Great Hall because even though they were making a commotion, their voices were so hushed no one could clearly hear what was being said. "It's still a bloody secret."

"I told our friends," she said grabbing his shoulder as he turned to walk away.

He looked over and shrugged her off. "Under duress and it's not enough."

"What am I supposed to do? Shout it for everyone to hear?" she demanded.

James turned around and lifted his chin. "Yeah, do that."

Lily crossed her arms in defiance. "I'm not like that and I'm still… I'm…"

But James punctured at her words and looked away from his source of distress. "Right, I reckon I'm going to go."

"So that's it?" Lily asked franticly. "You'd rather just break up, just like that? Just because I'm not ready to, to tell anyone!"

"I'd rather just be with you, Lily," he said brokenly. "It's up to you, it always been. I'm just asking you to meet me halfway."

"James," Lily croaked. "I'm just not… I don't…"

Bu he completely deflated at her indecisiveness and at his Quidditch team came hurrying up and surrounded him completely. James took one last look at her.

"See you around, Evans," he said miserably as people tried to get him away from her and Lily was left standing there, heart sinking further and further down her chest.

Their friends came to a stoic Lily and hugged her. "Let's go to the pitch, yeah?" Mary offered, taking Lily by the shoulders and leading her out.

"I think we just broke up," Lily muttered wretchedly.

Their friends looked between them, unsure of what to do, again. How was it that two people who were so supposed to be with one and other just couldn't get it together? It was straight up mystifying.

They found seats near the announcer box, a bit removed from everyone else because even though no one explicitly heard the contents of their talk in the Great Hall, the scene only opened further speculation on what exactly the Head Boy and Girl did to receive detention.

Lily looked on sadly as Madame Houch called out the members of each Quidditch team and they zoomed into the air.

"And off the teams go," Jaxson Grant roared into the enchanted microphone. "Now, Ravenclaw has a steady defense this year considering…"

The voices faded far away as Lily watched James catch a Quaffle, weaving through the players. A Bludger suddenly hit him in the back and Lily silently cried out as she watched James lean forward, dropping the Quaffle in the process.

"Woah!" Peter said to no one in particular. "James never gets hit! FOUL!"

But the roars of the Gryffindor were ignored as the gamed picked up and Lily watched dully as James tried scoring and missed, holding the Quaffle dropping it or just getting hit by Bludgers randomly even when they weren't headed towards him.

"He's off his game," Peter said, and the boys looked at each other and then at Lily.

"Wonder why?" Sirius said pointedly but Lily didn't even have a response.

But when Lily watched as a Bludger almost knocked James off his broom, his face completely desolate instead of frustrated, and her heart lurched from her chest. What exactly was stopping her? What was she so scared off? James loved her. She loved him. And for heaven's sake, their friends already knew. They had known for months! Who cared?

Lily took one frantic glance at her friends as she jumped up and leaned over the rail.

"James!" she called out but he obviously didn't hear. "JAMES! JAMES!"

Even if he heard her shouts through the wind and roar of the crowd, he ignored them and zoomed right past her without even looking.

Lily huffed in frustration and looked at her friends who were looking at her with matching confused stares.

"And Potter drops the Quaffle again! Wonder what's gotten into him," Grant commented and Lily looked up at the announcer room with sudden inspiration. Her friends watched confounded as she leaped from her seat and raced towards the stairs leading to the room. With widen eyes they watched as Lily opened the door, as Grant was mid-sentence.

"And Marlowe blocks the Qua- what the hell, Evans? What are you doing in here?" Grant bellowed into the microphone as Lily burst into his room and the entire stadium stopped to look over at the announcer booth and both Grant and Lily felt the eyes of everyone, including non-moving Quidditch teams who remained motionless on their brooms. Lily especially noticed the lightly gaping mouth of James Potter.

She ignored Grant as she shoved past him and took the microphone into her own hands.

"Potter," she said breathlessly into the microphone, staring unwaveringly at him. James, for his part, was staring back at her unsure, confused and hopeful, and she wanted to take away any doubt he was experiencing. "I love you."

Everyone gasped as she swallowed the words as she only had eyes for James who just gawked at her.

"I'm sorry I pushed you off the Astronomy Tower," she said to more gasps. She saw McGonagall start to move and realized she was running on limited time and rushed through. "But it was only because I was scared by how much I love you. And if I'm being honest, I've loved you since fifth year; I just didn't know it then. Well, maybe I didn't love you but I definitely fancied you even though I tried desperately to hide it hoping those feelings would just, you know, poof… but they never did. I love you James Potter, I always have and I'm so sorry if you ever doubted me for one second of one day. Because I think about you all the time and think 'Wow, James would find that funny' or 'Wouldn't that be nice to do with James'. I'm sorry I kept us a secret but I don't care anymore, I just want to be with you, that's all I want. So please forgive me. Please.

"Anyways, that's all I wanted to say."

As her babble died into nothingness, the entire stadium was silent and Lily's heart was pounding into the depth of her eyes like razor sharp rocks against her chest, her eyes never leaving James, whose were round as saucers.

She felt a total loss as the adrenaline that pushed her forward faded and she was left with an entirely too silent of a stadium. No one seemed to move or make a sound but stare at Lily agape as she handed the microphone back to seemingly stupefied Grant. Lily looked back over at James who was staring, and felt her pulse speed up, as his eyes flamed looking over her.

She heard the door open and was surprised to see McGonagall with a sympathetic hand on her shoulder as she finally turned away from James, trying to ignore the severe disappointment spreading throughout her burning body. She faced her professor, red with embarrassment because Lily Evans did not do things like that especially considering James just stared at her as if she cut off her own limb instead of publicly declaring her love, she thought vehemently. She had done just as he wanted!

"Evans, why don't you come with me?"

But in that moment the door was slammed open for the third time and James sprinted through it, his broomstick rolling down the stairs abandoned, and Lily didn't think or consider and just leapt into his arms, bursting into tears and kissing him without thought as she wrapped her legs around his waist as he swept her against his own body.

And he smothered her with kisses on her cheeks and neck and ears as she held onto him for dear life because he was her life and she never wanted to let go. Lily was crying then and even James wiped his eyes on her hair as he proclaimed his love in return and she said it back because finally for James it was real and alive for everyone to see. And the roar of the stadium filled both their ears as the entire school exploded into thunderous cheers, and James distinctly heard Sirius whopping and Marlene yelling crudely and a laughing Remus. But James kissed Lily again because it was Lily and she was finally in his arms and she wasn't hiding them anymore.

"Is this real?" he asked dazed

She gives him a weepy but happy smile. "Yup, and now you're stuck with me."

"Good," he murmured and pulled her back for another kiss.

"I love you," she said and James grinned with the absolute knowledge that only this morning they had hidden their hushed argument and now the entire school heard their make-up. It was a Marauder dream come true.

"You have no idea how much I needed to hear that," James said as he kissed her nose.

"Don't get used to this," Lily murmured as a blush formed her face and she finally looked out to the crowd who was blatantly staring and gossiping and cheering but James only had eyes for her.

"I love you, Lily."

Lily smiled back and was about to respond but McGonagall tapped them on the shoulder. Even through her no nonsense, stern face, they both could see her obvious affection. "Detention."

"C'mon, Professor! I don't deserve this detention either!" James guiled but he released Lily, setting her down on her feet steadily without releasing his wrapped arms around her.

Lily smacked him but she couldn't have looked happier as she gazed at him.

"Why don't you finish this match?" she said with raised eyebrows.

"Oh yeah, that thing," James said with an easy smirk as McGonagall ushered them out of the room and James was handed his broomstick by an amused Remus. "Off to be the hero," he said jumping onto his broom, kissing Lily once more before winking to the crowd and zoomed back onto the pitch to numerous cheers.

Lily blushed deeply as she went back to sit with her friends, grinning uncontrollably as Marlene hugged her and Sirius pulled her around the neck. "Wasn't so hard, was it?"

Lily shrugged haplessly as the Quidditch figures started moving around once again.

"Alright," Grant drawled. "Now that we've established that Evans loves Potter, we can get back to the match. Though I gotta point out, interesting that theory number four, Lily murdering James, was the reason they got their original detention in the first place."

The crowd laughed hysterically and James lifted his arm in mock strength and Lily shook her head at her very public boyfriend. What a showoff but then again, so was she apparently.

"So Wormtail, how much money did we win?" Sirius said and Lily looked at him astounded.

"You bet on us?"

"What? You two were good money, theory number four and all. Thanks for the tip."

The End

[drarryruinsmylife]

Scars We Carry

Request by: Anonymous

“ Please write about the first time after Draco and Harry start dating that they finally have sex after waiting a long time and Harry sees Draco's scars and breaks down.”

°One Shot

°Pairing: Drarry (Draco x Harry)

°Warnings: NSFW/Harsh Language

°Note: Plays in 8th year!

                                           ~Scars We Carry~

Nervous.

Nervous was probably the best word to describe the state Draco was in at the moment.

Sex was supposed to feel good, right? Especially when you do it with the one you love.

But hell, the Slytherin was so nervous as he sat on his bed of his own dorm down in the dungeons. 

Harry and Draco have been dating for quite some time now. It’s been a rough time, and ever since the fire in the Room Of Requirement and what happened in the war, Draco has felt oddly attracted to the Gryffindor.

 So when they saw each other again in the Hogwarts Express to start a new year in their well known school, his feelings were all over the place.

However, eventually, he found out that Harry might be attracted to him as well, so he made a move and boom; they immediately fell in love, and since the dark lord wasn’t a thing anymore, there was no one that could stop them from becoming the probably cutest couple in the wizard world.

But Draco never felt ready to take it further than hot kissing sessions in his bedroom.

And Harry always respected that, even tho he clearly wanted it.

There just was something about all the time that caused Draco to have some trust issues. 

Now, however, he felt ready; just how would he explain this to Harry?

A knock on the door ripped Draco out of his thoughts and with a short “come in”, Draco laid back on his bed.

Harry, looking like a complete mess, walked inside and jumped in the bed, resting his head on his lover’s shoulder.

“You tired?”

The brown haired boy only nod his head and kissed Draco on the cheek.

“Quidditch is much harder now that I’ve missed it for a year.”

He sighed and cuddled Draco’s side, a small smile on his face.

“What have you been up to, babe?”

“Oh, uhm I...”

With a light shade of red covering his cheeks, Draco shifted so he could look at Harry’s face.

“I’ve been thinking. About us.”

With a frown on his face, Harry tilted his head.

“Is something wrong?”

“No, no, not at all. I’m just...I don’t know how to start this. Let me just...”

Draco decided actions were better than words right now, so he leaned in to kiss Harry passionately, who kissed him back with just the same force.

Harry rolled over so he was on top of the other male, their lips never parting.

First, Draco wasn’t sure what to do, but Harry’s lips drove him crazy, so he just closed his eyes, shut off his head and began to move his hips against Harry’s.

The second their erections touched through their clothes, Harry gasped and broke the kiss.

“D-Draco what are you-?”

But he didn’t want to talk, so he pulled Harry’s face down by his collar to kiss him again, moving his hips with a bit more confidence.

He could feel the moans coming from his lover against his lips, and finally Harry moved his hips too, and yes yes yes, it felt so good.

Harry’s left arm was next to Draco’s head, holding him steady, while his right hand began to run up and down Draco’s body, until he reached his lower back where he then moved just a bit lower and cupped Draco’s ass with his firm hand.

His lips now moved from Draco’s lips down to his chin, along his jaw and ended on his neck, where he left one hickey after another, all of them just at the right spots.

Draco loved it when Harry left hickeys all over his neck. He loved to let people know who he belonged to, and even better was when he was the one to leave hickeys on Harry’s skin.

His whole body heated up, and his heart started to race when Harry began to unbutton his shirt.

Fuck, what will happen when he sees the scars from 6th year?!

“Harry do-”

But it was too late.

Harry gasped and removed his body from Draco’s when he sat up, his eyes wide, shock reflected in them, horror even.

“Oh god...”

The hand he just opened the shirt with now covered Harry’s mouth, and tears began to build behind those round glasses.

“Harry, it’s nothing.”

“It’s not nothing, Draco!! I...I did this to you!”

As if he was afraid of himself, Harry stared at his hands and sobs began to escape his throat.

Even tho Draco felt the sudden urge to roll his eyes all the way back in his head. he sat up and wrapped his arms around Harry.

“I love you, Harry. Please don’t cry. We wanted to forget the past, right?”

When Harry, however, wouldn’t stop sobbing, Draco became inpatient and pulled him into a kiss again, that finally muted the other male’s sobs.

Now it was Draco’s turn to let his slightly shaking hands run over his boyfriend’s chest, before he grabbed the shirt tightly and took it off, breaking the kiss in order to pull the red shirt over Harry’s head. 

In the process Harry’s glasses fell off, but that was okay because they were so close that Harry didn’t need them to see his lover anyways.

As soon as Harry’s shirt joined Draco’s on the floor, he pushed the blonde back again and started to kiss his chest, his scars, softly at first, but then his tongue touched the skin, and Draco never felt so good and happy and needy before.

A soft moan slipped past his lips, and Harry began to kiss his way down to the waistband of Draco’s jeans, his hungry eyes never leaving the other one’s.

Excitement rushed through the Slytherin’s body when he could feel Harry’s hands undoing his belt, unzipping his trousers, and before he knew it, his jeans ended up on the floor as well.

The bulge in Draco’s pants was now right in front of Harry’s face and when his fingers gripped the clothing and pulled it down, Draco hid his face behind his hands and held his breath for a few seconds.

“Babe, don’t be shy. You look so beautiful.”

Harry softly kissed his thighs, again and again, until he thought Draco felt comfortable enough with his new feeling of being completely naked in front of someone else than himself.

Just to make sure he was reading the signals right, he looked up at Draco, his look asking for permission, and when Draco shyly nodded, Harry placed a soft kiss on the shaft of his throbbing erection.

Draco gasped, starring down at Harry as he kept doing so, until he suddenly licked the tip, causing Draco to moan.

His fingers got a hold of his messy, brown hair, gripping it tightly as he pushed Harry’s head a bit lower, wanting him to stop the teasing and just suck him to insanity.

But Harry, that sneaky little bastard, seemed to have other plans and he rolled over, pulling Draco on his lap.

“I have to admit something.”

Confused about why he would wanna talk now, Draco frowned at him.

“I, uhm, I never did this kind of thing either.”

“What?”, shock was written all over his face. “I thought you did this, you know, with Cho or the Weasel girl.”

“No, Draco. You’re my first too.”

For some odd reason, Draco felt relieved hearing that, and he couldn’t stop the smirk on his face as he leaned down and whispered: “Then let’s make it as good as we can, shall we~?”

There’s been a lot of time where Harry just appreciated his boyfriend’s body with soft kisses and touches, and it was so sweet that Draco even forgot that he never did this before.

Especially as Harry wrapped his hand around Draco’s hard member, he forgot how to think straight and gave in in the pleasure he was driven to.

“Harry-fuck; i-if you keep going like-oh-like that, I’m gonna cum before we even started.”

Way too fast Harry removed his hand and stood up from the bed so he could take off his last pieces of clothing as well, before he sat on his knees in front of Draco again.

“Uhm, do you know how to do this?”

“I’ve heard about it. We need, uh, lube, cause otherwise it would hurt too much. You have some?”

Draco once again nodded (Pansy told him he’ll need it one day when she gave it to him as a late birthday present) and reached to get it out of the drawer of his nightstand.

Harry grabbed it, opening the bottle-which was pretty hard with his shaky hands-and coated one of his fingers with the substance.

“You really wanna do this?”

Draco took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

“Yeah.”

“Alright. This might hurt a little, just tell me if the pain gets too much and I’ll stop, okay?”

With that, Harry slowly inserted his finger, little by little, listening to Draco’s whines and groans, waiting for a sign of his lover to move.

Once Draco got used to the strange sensation, he moved his hips, and Harry began to move his finger, slowly in and out, and even tho it felt so weird to Draco, he couldn’t help but moan.

“I’ll add another one, okay?”

As response he got another loud moan, so he added another lubricated finger and moved them a bit faster, scissoring and stretching him and when he noticed Draco arching his back, he knew that he hit that one spot that he’s been reading about a couple of times.

“Harry just-just fuck me already, please.”

Harry got even harder hearing those words, which seemed impossible at this point, and he used his hand to lubricate his aching cock as well, pulling out his fingers of Draco, which whined at the sudden empty feeling.

He, however, yelped when he felt the tip of Harry’s member entering him, slowly, but it still hurt badly.

Ever so often Harry stopped moving; believe me, it took him all of his self control to not just fuck Draco senselessly; and gave Draco all the time he needed to get used to his size, to any size actually.

It took some time, but eventually Harry slipped in completely and with a short nod of his boyfriends head, he began to slowly move his hips back and fourth.

“Fuck, Draco...i-i’s so tight.”

Both of the boys moaned and Harry got faster at each loud moan Draco let slip through his lips.

With the pain already forgotten, Draco parted his legs as far as he could, allowing Harry a much better access, and suddenly he hit that spot again that made him see stars.

“Harry!!!”

Hearing Draco moaning his name like this drove him way too close to his orgasm, but he couldn’t help himself from telling Draco to do that again.

“H-Harry, oh god, I-I-I’m gonna-”

“Yeah, me too.”

Draco felt his whole body shake and he let out a breathless scream when he reached his height, cuming all over his stomach.

With Harry’s lips on his, he came as well with a suffocated moan.

Harry rolled to the side, pulling Draco into his arms, placing kisses all over his sweaty face.

“I love you, Draco.”

“I love you too, Harry.”

Maybe all the things that happened weren’t so bad, after all.

Hope you liked it, sorry if I got anything wrong. Lots of Love!<3

~Jen

[fangirlingwithjen-blog]

hey! can I ask your opinion of where you think nick belongs within the hogwarts houses? from the survey 50% of people have voted gryffindor and at first that was my first instinct but with the characteristics you added to the post I'm not too sure 😕

I was already writing a post on how I would Sort the characters into Hogwarts houses when I got this question, so I hope you don’t mind that I’ll insert it here! Because I’m lazy.

Nick Miller, Nick Miller from the streets of Chicago, Hufflepuff

He’s very loyal and caring to his friends and those around him; customers at the bar, his family in his childhood. He is/was very protective of Schmidt when it came to Gavin, and is always there for his friends when they are down; e.g. Tinfinity, Menzies, Relaunch

Also I don’t think he fits into the other houses. Hufflepuff takes those who aren’t Sorted into other houses (probably should have put that above).

I wouldn’t Sort him into Gryffindor because I don’t consider him inherently brave. I think that he only tends to act or make big decisions (e.g. Cooler, Virgins, Elaine’s Big Day, Five Stars for Beezus) when he thinks it’s the last chance or if he’s not thinking.

Neither is he cunning or ambitious for Slytherin; he’s become more ambitious in the later seasons but I certainly don’t consider it a defining trait.

As for Ravenclaw, I was actually considering it but decided against it. Reason being, I think that Nick does have his own brand of intelligence and thinking, like Luna Lovegood. In the end however, Luna believes in the unknown and the unseen; she is clever, insightful, and observational — she just thinks there is more to know, and seeks to find out what, which is why she has all these absurd-sounding theories. She values learning. Nick, on the other hand, doesn’t really want to learn more than he has to and is stubborn in his thinking.

Jess, Ravenclaw

She’s a smart know-it-all and always has been: she taught Cece when they were children, and by now has imparted knowledge on hundreds of kids

She really values learning as a teacher. Teaching is her passion. She chooses teaching over a higher-paying job at a museum.

She is a quick thinker: she gets Holly to stay and sets her up with Nick in True American (Cooler); she manages to get employed at Banyon Canyon despite the Sam-ex-debacle by use of a Feelings Farm (Sam Again); distracts Sam from ‘proposing’ to her with True American (Wedding Eve)

Also I wouldn’t Sort anyone else into Ravenclaw and like in the name of House unity and stuff we want the whole collection ya know

Cece, Gryffindor

She’s quite brave, or as she likes to put it, ‘doesn’t think through her decisions’

But she’s pretty fearless and headstrong and just does stuff. She goes with her instinct. She became a bartender because she thought ‘why not’ and said yes to Schmidt’s unexpected proposal because it felt right, even though they weren’t even in a relationship

Like she became a model, which isn’t the most stable job and has had to pose with birds and climb onto rockets and shiz

Schmidtty, Slytherin

I would bet my life savings on Schmidt definitely being in Slytherin. He is the epitome of Slytherin.

He’s cunning in getting people to buy stuff as he works in advertising marketing

The Captain was sneaky and clever and cunning as hell

He is really ambitious and strives to be at the top. Up until Prince he had been waiting along for better friends because ‘this can’t be the finish line’, and he has been steadily climbing the ranks in his corporate job for years

He’s also ambitious in that because he wants to be at the top, he buys premium stuff

Winston, Huffle the puff

He’s just a friendly, sweet, and kind dude who has pure intentions. He almost bought a boat because he wanted to help Aly’s sister and thinks dropping a badger on a priest is a good prank.

Behind the weirdness is thoughtfulness: he dresses up as a bobcat because

Look at how he treats Furguson

He shares Furguson with his neighbour because he’s a fair person

He works hard at what he does, whether it’s being a cop or extremely elaborate proposal plans

Coach, Gryffindor

Like Cece, he goes with his instinct and never doubts it in life-changing decisions

He becomes ‘Coach’ because the players on Winston’s basketball team were doing badly so he stood up and shouted instructions to them

He becomes a coach because it seems like the right thing to do

After The Pilot he moves to be with his girlfriend

He moves to be with May only a few months into their relationship

TLDR: I would put Nick in Hufflepuff, but it’s your decision :) Who’s to say you’re wrong?

[goodestboyryuji]

Phantom thieves and hogwarts houses GO

YOU JUST MADE MY DAY. HERE WE GO FAM (I’m not finished with the game so since I don’t know much about Haru we’re just gonna go through Futaba)

Starting with my best boy Ryuji Sakamoto IS A HUFFLEPUFF AND THERE IS NO ARGUMENT AGAINST IT. I will accept that Ryuji has Gryffindor qualities (bravery, not afraid of confrontation, risk-taker, etc) but that boy is NOTHING if not LOYAL. Ryuji is sunlight incarnate I will accept no other metaphor. He cares about literally everyone before he cares about himself. He literally offers to be beat up if it would make his old team feel better (pls). He is relationship-driven and his risk-taking behaviors, his confrontations, his passion for justice all come from helping out someone else. Definitely the kinda dude that would consider the house elves in a dire situation. He’s so aggressively selfless that it’s almost like “pls care about yourself first just once.” Ryuji time and time again puts other people before his personal needs and safety without a single second of hesitation. He just DOES it. And he’ll do it fifty times if you need him to. If you call him at 3am crying he’s showing up in your room, sneaking you into the Hufflepuff common room for snacks.  If you don’t have a pencil in class, he’s giving you his without mentioning it’s his only one (s’not like he was gonna do nothin’ with it anyway). You about to head into a fight he’s got no stake in? Doesn’t matter, he’s got your back. He once punched a student for making snide comments about another student’s sexuality and he has no ragrets about it. A blushin’ fool whenever someone is tender towards him cause he’s so busy being that/doing that to everyone else he doesn’t think about being on the receiving end. He’s just happy to make someone else smile, ya know? HE IS KIND. HE IS TRUE. HE IS A HUFFLEPUFF.

Akira Kurusu is 3000% a Slytherin. Dark, mysterious, smug ass mofo. A leader of his in-group (teenagers being the in-group, adults being the out-group) and thus inclusive in the sense that anyone who joins the cause can be a Phantom Thief. Where a Hufflepuff (Ryuji) might do anything for anyone they care about impulsively, a Slytherin pauses for a second, calculating–instead of diving headfirst to save Ryuji in the first palace and ending up with nothing, he hesitates and that’s when Aresene is like “so u gonna let the boy die??” and akira is like “no gimme a second there’s a fucking mask on my face.” His persona is all about MAGIC and DARKNESS if that’s not obvious enough for ya. This boy is snakey sneaky, all cunning eyes and cocky smiles and deep, mocking laughs. He knows he’s powerful and he’s not afraid to show you that he knows it. What’s wrong with knowing your own strength? Let’s not forget he is a master of interrogation. The ultimate trickster, he’s not above pulling dumb pranks on you and blaming it on a Gryffindor for its lack of complexity. He a good dude, tho, because obviously Slytherins aren’t bad. He gives his plant nutrients to make it stronger bc he likes building something up to be more than it started (most ppl would just water it but aiight dude). He’ll casually walk up behind you while you’re getting bullied, sling his arm around your shoulders, and be like “something the matter?” Totally threatening without a single verbal threat. Secretly loves bubble baths, will give you a scathing look if you even try to tease him about it tho. 

Ann Takamaki, Gryffindor extraordinaire. She starts out kinda timid but she’s actually daring af. She keeps a relationship with Kamoshida who is the worst man alive just for her friend’s sake, but she also isn’t afraid to ignore Kamoshida’s calls (hesitant =/= afraid, ok). Fiery af, Ann is liable to go off on you at any time for a bunch of really good reasons (and some just ok). Ryuji, stop being a dick. Akira, enough brooding. Morgana, shut up for once. Just as spirited as Ryuji, but his light is like warmth and hers is like scorching. Like…literally, her specialty is fire these things write themselves i swear to god. Extremely passionate, especially for the things she believes in like The Phantom Thieves, Shiho (obviously), and giving people courage to stand up for themselves. She really wants to prove herself, seen esp in her social link, and be strong for herself and others. She’s headstrong, kind to the little guy, scathing to the big guy. She’s incredibly competitive and gets into eating contests all the time in the Gryf common room (she also wins every time, especially if the food of choice is crepes). She knows she is beautiful, and is thus confident, but avoids being vain by reminding herself how each person she comes across is also beautiful (”pretty eyes, biggest heart”). Feeling insecure? Call Ann, she’ll hype you up in under ten seconds. Spend an hour with her in a crowded room and you’ll swear it was just you two the whole time. Ann is giving, courageous, and ready to fly off the handle if need be. 

Yusuke Kitagawa, my darling painter boy, is a Ravenclaw. Curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back!!!!! Yusuke is a Ravenclaw through and through. He wants to know more, wants to expand his understanding. He’s not afraid of doing whatever it takes to achieve these things: he’ll spend hours watching the river, waiting for something to come to him, or he’ll awkwardly approach a couple in love and ask them what their love life is like (he needs to know for a painting ok it’s not a sexual thing). He is elegant and fluid and his definition of “the finer things in life” EDIT i’m dying i accidentally wrote “finger things in life” the first time depends on how much he knows about it and how much value he sees in it (for example, a cup of coffee brewed by Akira is one of the most delicious things he’s ever known, much finer than any rich person food, purely for the effort it takes to think of the beans, to make sure the water is the right temperature, etc). Gets lost in his head all the time. Has an understated air of haughty in certain situations, like he’s fully aware he’s better than u but only mentions it to remind you when it seems you’ve forgotten. Uses way too many words to describe a sneeze just because he can.  Yusuke doesn’t give a shit who you are: if you came out to him, he’d nod solemnly and then ask if he could interpret your emotions into an abstract painting (that he would then gift to you, of course). He’d ask you on museum dates, historical bus tour dates (why yusuke why), planetarium dates *cough*, even if things between you two were totally platonic. He just likes discovering, especially with someone he can bounce ideas off of. 

Makoto Nijima is, brace yourself, a Gryffindor. WHAT. yes. trust. Dis girl is POWERFUL. And you can be Ravenclaw and powerful too, no doubts about it, but just because she’s top of her class doesn’t mean she’s Ravenclaw. She studies cause she’s competitive. She’s student council president because she likes the status, the power associated with it (power to protect, to serve, not corrupt power). Makoto is also fiery like Ann, but in a different way. She doesn’t fly off the handle like Ann can; Makoto calculates first, strategizes, and then fuckin’ GOES FOR THE KILL. She’s a headshot kinda girl–take em out simply, easily, quickly (metaphorically speaking obvs she doesn’t go around killing ppl). Queen is a very apt codename because Makoto’s path is a fiery blaze of ambition and strength. She’s gonna get what she wants because she’s been working very hard for it and don’t u take that away from her u piece of shit. She’s not terribly confident though, and this sometimes makes her feel uncomfortable in the Gryf common room when everyone is talking about their achievements. She’d rather just show than tell. Not really a master of stealth (lol), Makoto is your big sister in the hallways always looking out for you. If someone breaks your heart she will literally punch them in the face (and apologize profusely afterwards, but you know she’s secretly p pleased with herself). She likes learning new things about the world, always turns it into a competition with you even if it pushes her boundaries (you two went to a strip club once and even though you put a dollar on the stage, she one-upped you by putting it in a thong, face blushing so hard but determined to overcome). Her drive and determination are her biggest, most redeemable, wonderful qualities. The rest is just the happy byproduct. 

Snarky is as Slytherin does for Futaba Sakura. This girl is a nightmare in all the best ways. Somehow she figures out your weakness just by looking at you and has the ability to absolutely destroy you in just a few words. What she doesn’t show is the literal hours of research she did on you beforehand: she bugged your robe, your wand, set up a camera in your common room…a girl’s gotta have intel, alright? Futaba is an actual mastermind of everything, but the Hat settled on Slytherin because of how Futaba intended to utilize such knowledge. She doesn’t love it for the sake of knowing it, she loves it for what power it gives her. Futuba loves the upper hand and having full view of the whole picture, so Slytherin’s innate ability to lead a situation and turn tables was a huge calling point for her. If Akira is the dark mysterious Slytherin, Futaba is the loud and out of control Slytherin who nobody messes with because she’s got dirt on everyone and the means to release it widely. She prefers to stay in her room than gather with her house or other classmates, often completing assignments from there, but no one minds because it’s not like she’s really gone. She conjures up stand ins for her and speaks through them, engaging without really engaging. Watch out for when Akira and Futaba team up tho–they’re the Slytherin version of Fred and George, conniving and ruthless when it comes to playing tricks on you. Like Akira, she’s still a good girl: she understands anxiety better than anyone and is well known for comforting students who fall into a panic attack. She struggles with social situations sometimes and no one makes mention of it, this time not because they’re afraid of her but because they care about her and they know she’d never cross a line with them, so why cross one with her? She just likes to wield information like a weapon. That’s all. >:)

I forgot Morgana lmao so you can find that here

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So I’ve been meaning for a while now to write up a post with My Complete Thoughts On Wash. Though really, it all boils down to just one thought:

Wash is a semi-feral Hufflepuff.

LET ME EXPLAIN. (At nauseating length. And yes, this does end up being about That Interview In The Fan Guide, but not just about that.)

Here’s the thing I’ve always found super interesting about Wash: he is introduced as a cold, paranoid loner who doesn’t trust people. People keep commenting on this all the way through Season 11:

“You guys are some cold motherfuckers.”

“I need to scare some people who are just trying to help me, and then go fight monsters and robots from the future. Freelancer power, activate!” 

“You're a paranoid ex-special ops guy who's used to being betrayed on a weekly basis.”

“Aggressive, paranoid, and a little melodramatic - you must be Agent Washington.”

But if you look at what Wash actually does, you notice that he is a compulsive team-player. It’s his default strategy, and it doesn’t change no matter how many times he gets betrayed.

In Recovery One, he recruits South to help him fight the Meta (and gets shot in the back).

In Reconstruction, he recruits the Reds and Blues to help him fight first the Meta and then Project Freelancer (and gets left in prison).

In Recrecration/Revelation, Hargrove initiates Wash’s team-up with the Meta, but Wash--who’s decided that now he’s a ruthless, “last one left alive will talk” bad boy . . . works with the Meta as a pretty flawless team (until the Meta tries to steal the capture unit).

Like, Wash tries to be paranoid. He really does. And he is capable of being a cold motherfucker, like when he shoots South, but he never manages to do it first. “I knew you would do this, Meta,” he says at the end of Revelation, but turning on the Meta first.... doesn’t seem to have occurred to him??

And then once Wash is with the Reds and Blues, it’s really noticeable how his interpersonal strategies revolve around emotional honesty. In Season 11, Wash fixes things with Tucker by sharing his insecurities: “I was one of the worst Freelancers in my squad... I'm new to all of this. I've never really had to lead anybody before.” He fixes things with Caboose by talking to him about his grief and how Wash should have been there with him. 

Tucker: Pretty sneaky, Wash. A couple of mushy words, a present, and you're right back up at the top. Washington: Nothing sneaky about it. I meant every word.

In Season 13, he has this conversation with Kimball about the Feds: 

Kimball: Agent Washington, I'd appreciate it if you didn't lecture me on how to make friends with the enemy. Washington: The enemy? Kimball: You know what I mean. Washington: We're all on the same side here, Kimball. Have some faith. If you start believing in them, maybe they'll start believing in you.

HUFFLEPUFF. SO HUFFLEPUFF. 

I think it’s really clear that Wash’s natural mode is working in a team with other people, and that his ideal way of resolving conflict is by honest communication and... I guess you could call it “emotional reciprocity.” He trust Tucker with an embarrassing story about his past to elicit trust. He thinks Kimball can elicit the faith of the Federal soldiers by having faith in them first.

So where does the “semi-feral” come in?

One of the issues I’ve seen discussed a lot in RvB fandom is Project Freelancer Wash, and how that sweet little muffin can be harmonized with (a) the angry, court-martialed soldier in the fan guide, (b) the paranoid “cold motherfucker” in the Recollection trilogy. I’ve seen people suggest just ignoring the fan guide, so that Wash has a straight character trajectory from sweet muffin to cold motherfucker. And I’ve seen people suggest that PFL Wash is basically a fake persona he adopted to hold onto his second chance.

And, y’know, I’m not here to tell people they are wrong on the internet. I think those are both reasonable ways of interpreting a pretty contradictory canon. But the interpretation of Wash’s character arc that I personally find most compelling is: both sides of him are genuine.

I don’t have a really specific headcanon about Wash’s past, but I do think that he has experienced both being very safe and very unsafe at an early point in his life, and it has left him an extremely binary person. When he is in a group and feeling safe (which I think are pretty much the same thing for Wash), he is 110% committed to the group, and is emotionally open and very trusting. And when he’s not in a group, or has been betrayed by the group he thought would give him safety, he’s 110% in angry survival mode. 

Wash in the fan guide interview, who injured a commanding officer, and Wash in the Recollection trilogy, who’s desperate first to burn down Project Freelancer and then escape prison, are the same person. They’ve both been betrayed by a system and a group they trusted, and are willing to do anything to save themselves.

And Project Freelancer Wash, who eats bananas through his helmet? I think he’s the same person too, he’s just among people he trusts right now. He has pretty much the same interpersonal strategies as Blue Team Wash:

Washington: It wasn't your fault, Connie. Connie: Easy for you to say. You didn't drop the ball. Washington: The ball got dropped. We were all there, it's everyone's responsibility. Connie: Dammit, why are you doing that? Washington: What am I doing? Connie: Making excuses for me. I'm not, making excuses for myself. Why are you. Washington: I'm trying to make you feel better. Connie: Yeah? Great. Hey, why don't you go make Carolina feel better? Go pat Maine on the head. See how that works out for you.

He’s trying the same sort of emotional reaching out that he later does with Blue Team, it’s just not working because this is Project Freelancer and he’s bringing a Hufflepuff knife to a Slytherin gunfight.

It’s also interesting, I think, to contrast Wash in PFL with Carolina. They’re the two agents who trust the Project and Director longer than anyone else, until they’re basically forced not to. But Carolina is the one who actually internalizes the ethos of the Project. The Darwinian bloodbath of the Leaderboard is something that meshes really well with her own competitive drive and her willingness to go solo. Project Freelancer is an apotheosis of her worst self, and it’s one of the reasons she gets manipulated so well. 

Wash is kind of the opposite. He really does not fit the PFL ethos--in that scene I quoted above, he may not realize it, but he’s basically fighting the entire system of the Leaderboard. He’s insisting to Connie that they all share mistakes and they’re all in this together. During the match with Tex, he recognizes that live rounds on the training room floor are not okay. 

But the ways that Wash doesn’t fit with the Project are what make him so easily controlled by it. “Someone should get the Director,” he says, but when Connie says, "Who do you think gave them the ammo?” he just . . . subsides. It’s like he knows on some level that things are messed-up here, but he doesn’t have the emotional vocabulary to express “I kind of trust these people but I’m having some doubts.” For Wash, trust is absolute; he can’t slowly start questioning, as Connie, York, and North all do. He’s all in or all out. He trusts the Director and the Project until his trust is forcibly broken . . . and then he becomes very, very dangerous to them.