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thisoldquill · 4 years ago

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The Wedding

An original fanfiction, rated G

Please do not repost my work. All original work of the Harry Potter world is not mine, just this piece.

This scene from the Deathly Hallows really inspired me to get re-acquainted with my OC, Charlotte Yang, that I made ages ago. Now that I am older, my character has grown with me and I wanted to explore her path as she becomes an adult during the Second Wizarding War. There’s a lot of backstory I didn’t explain in this fanfic (like befriending Fleur Delacour and George Weasley, or moving to Paris) but I’ll get there, I promise! I wanted to focus more on her post-Hogwarts journey mostly because we’re the same age now and both navigating our lives after school. If literally none of this interests you, skip it! But please do not send me rude comments about my work.

-Ms. Cinnamon

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Charlotte checked herself once more in the mirror beside the bed before reaching for her traveling cloak. She had decided on wearing a pretty sapphire blue sheath dress with a matching bolero jacket and heels, her hair pinned back into a neat chignon with a glittering jewel hairpin; surely this ensemble wouldn’t upstage the bride, although, that would be very difficult to do. Quickly striding to the door, she plucked the large wrapped gift box from the coffee table and locked the door behind her. Charlotte was headed off to her old friend’s wedding and made sure to book a room at the Leaky Cauldron as soon as she’d gotten her invitation. It was much easier to take a Portkey from Paris to Diagon Alley, then Disapparate to the Burrow, than to attempt Disapparate over one long trip (which might increase chances of splinching!). Not to mention it had taken many weeks of persuasion of her head of Department, Madame LaFlamme, to allow her to visit Britain for a few days. Tension had been brewing between the French and British Ministries of Magic ever since You-Know-Who had returned, so many employees alike were being restricted in non-essential travel. Her heels clipped purposefully on the cobbled road as she walked to the central courtyard, then she steadied herself to concentrate hard on the Burrow. Charlotte felt herself contort uncomfortably for a few seconds, and with a loud pop!, arrived a short distance away from the Burrow.

There were several large white tents being hoisted up to stand erect in the field around the sloping house and she could see several red-headed people magicking the finishing touches on them. She picked up the pace to the house as to avoid running into a certain one of the red-headed men… Now at the front entrance, she rapped on the door and was met with a harried looking woman, Mrs. Weasley.

‘Hello, welcome! I’m afraid the wedding isn’t until later, but do come in for some tea,’ she invited Charlotte, her eyes roaming over her face in vague recognition. Charlotte had met Mrs. Weasley before but it was all very long ago now.

‘Do not worry, Molly,’ Fleur spoke while appearing from around the corner, ‘I asked ‘er to come a little early to ‘elp me.’ Mrs. Weasley looked relieved to not have to entertain Charlotte and bustled off. Fleur stretched her arms out and wrapped them around Charlotte in a warm embrace.

‘’Ow was ze journey?’ she asked and pulled back. ‘I ‘ope you didn’t ‘ave too much trouble.’

‘Oh, not much. I did have to remind Madame Laflamme several times that I was leaving though,’ Charlotte replied, ‘this is for you.’ She passed the pretty gift box over to Fleur, who’s eyes lit up with curiosity.

‘Ah merci! May I open it?’ she asked, eyeing the box in her hands. Charlotte smiled and nodded, to which Fleur unwrapped the box carefully and took the lid off. Inside sat a set of 12 glistening crystal goblets, a large crystal bowl, and a ladle with a long gold handle. Fleur gasped in delight and picked up a goblet to admire it.

‘Oh, ‘ow beautiful! I cannot wait to use zis!’ she gushed. Charlotte beamed back at her delighted friend; she had searched high and low along Champs-Elysée for the perfect wedding gift and knew that this set was the one when she saw it.

‘I’m glad you like it. Gives me an excuse to come visit more often.’ she joked. As Fleur stowed the goblet away, her fiancé, Bill, entered the room.

‘Bill, come meet my dear friend Charlotte!’ Fleur called out and Bill strode over. He held out his hand and Charlotte noted how confidently he shook it; Fleur had chosen a fine man indeed.

‘Hi, I’m Charlotte, I think we may have met before?’ she inquired as they shook hands. She’d only visited once before, but the man looked familiar.

‘Oh probably, one summer or another ago, it’s hard to keep track of who’s been here over the years,’ he smiled kindly then left to go help with the preparations. Fleur took Charlotte’s arm and led her upstairs to her makeshift bridal suite. It was Charlie Weasley’s old room and white curtains had been hung up all around to cover old posters and create a more bridal atmosphere. There were bouquets of flowers sitting in their vases on the window sills with notes of congratulations and Fleur’s wedding accessories were laid out on the vanity (‘a gift from Bill,’ Fleur had explained). Charlotte was led inside and saw Gabrielle Delacour and Mrs. Delacour sitting on the bed, now set in white bed linens, and chatting in French.

‘Maman, I ‘ave brought Charlotte,’ Fleur announced and Mrs. Delacour looked up. Although Charlotte had become more acquainted with Fleur’s family during her time in Paris, she still felt dreadfully inadequate trying to speak in French to them. Before she could try to string a horrible sentence together, Mrs. Delacour glided over and bestowed a kiss on both of her cheeks.

‘Eet is so lovely to see you again,’ Mrs. Delacour said warmly in a thick French accent, ‘please come visit us once we are back in Paris.’ Gabrielle came up and gave her a friendly peck on the cheek before going over to admire her sister’s dress. After pleasantries were exchanged, Charlotte turned to Fleur,

‘How can I help?’ she asked as Fleur began running a silver comb through her long hair.

‘It is quite alright, Maman and Gabrielle will ‘elp me dress later on,’ Fleur caught her eye in the mirror, ‘I wanted to catch up with you before I become Mrs. Weasley.’ Mrs. Delacour tactfully stood up to leave the room, with a complaining Gabrielle in tow, and shut the door behind them. Fleur paused her combing as she watched the door securely shut after her mother and sister, then rounded on Charlotte.

‘So? ‘ave you gone to talk to George yet?’ Fleur whipped her head around, her eyes gleaming with mischief. Charlotte felt herself blush immediately and crossed her arms. She had been strategically ambushed.

‘What do you mean? Why would I talk to George?’ she retorted defiantly. Fleur tossed her hair and went to stretch out on the bed.

‘Oh please, Bill told me everything about zis predicament. Not to mention ‘ow you couldn’t even speak to ‘im after ze Yule Ball,’ Fleur sighed and made herself more comfortable on the many throw pillows. “I think ‘e likes you too”. Charlotte shrugged and kicked off her heels to join her friend among the mountain of throw pillows. There was no use in hiding these things from Fleur, she usually had a way of finding them out.

‘All that’s in the past though. The Yule Ball was, what, 4 years ago? I am totally over him,’ Charlotte murmured. ‘Besides, it’s too late to bring up all that, especially at your wedding.’

‘Nonsense! It is never too late for someone as wonderful and kind and intelligente as you!’ Fleur said fiercely and several throw pillows rolled off the bed as she jerked up to look Charlotte hard in the eyes, ‘I will make certain zat you ‘ave a chance to reconcile!’ Charlotte felt a rush of affection as she watched Fleur get more worked up and jam the pillows back onto the pile. She knew it was hard for Fleur to make friends because of her blunt nature, but she was deeply loyal to ones she kept.

‘Besides, if you become my belle-soeur, it would be much easier to visit each other,’ Fleur added as an afterthought and settled back onto the pillows.

‘Yeah, and then we’ll get sick of each other,’ Charlotte laughed and the two of them fell into comfortable conversation; it was as if they were back at Hogwarts, relaxing by the lake after a long day of classes. At last, it was time for Fleur to get ready, and Charlotte slipped out quietly to leave the Delacours to prepare as a family. She descended the spiraling staircase and into the landing. There were people everywhere now, and the mountain of wedding gifts by the fireplace was so large, it was spilling into the kitchen. She tried to help Mrs. Weasley but was shooed out to the garden with the other guests. It was late afternoon now, with the sun still shining over the white tents making them dazzle and a few wayward gnomes were starting to crawl back into the bushes. Charlotte was going to walk right up to the entrance of the largest tent, then stopped; she was suddenly very aware that she’d come without a date. So, she stood awkwardly to the side, as couples began to file in, and debated if she should wait until she could enter unnoticed (‘I really should have brought Axel with me,’ she muttered to herself), but felt a soft tap on her shoulder. She spun around to see Luna Lovegood and her father smiling at her. Both were wearing garish marigold-yellow dress robes that clashed horribly with their blond hair; though once you got over the shock, their ensemble actually looked quite festive.

‘Hi Charlotte, fancy seeing you here,’ Luna greeted in a dreamy voice, her huge eyes gazing up at her.

‘Hi Luna, Mr. Lovegood,’ she greeted back and blinked, recovering from the visual assault that was their dress robes. Luna had been her fellow Ravenclaw, and although they weren’t in the same year, it was still nice to see a familiar face.

‘We’re about to go in, care to join us?’ Luna asked and Charlotte nodded, grateful. They approached the entrance of the tent and a grumpy looking red-headed boy greeted them.

‘Hello Harry,’ Luna said and the boy seemed to be caught off-guard. Charlotte eye her incredulously, that was not Harry Potter at all.

‘Luna! How did y-,’ he sputtered while Luna smiled serenely at him.

‘You’ve got a certain aura; I can tell it’s you because of it,’ she replied calmly. Harry seemed to regain composure and mumbled something about Polyjuice potion, then lead them to their seats. This had startled Charlotte. If Harry Potter couldn’t even show his face at an extremely protected wedding in the middle of nowhere, then they must be preparing for the worst. Surely the Death Eaters wouldn’t try to come here? She made a mental note to ask him about this, in case she could offer insight from the French Ministry, not that it would be extremely helpful. The current rumor going around the office was that the French Minister was going to decline partaking in the looming war against You-Know-Who in Britain. Still deep in thought, she sat in her seat and was awakened from her reverie when the lights dimmed. She didn’t have time to chat to the other guests around her when music began playing. Everyone looked around to see Mr. Delacour proudly standing with Fleur, their arms looped together. They began to walk (Fleur more so gliding) down the aisle while Gabrielle and Ginny Weasley followed behind, looking pretty in gold colored dresses. Charlotte gazed at her friend, who was normally so beautiful, but now was exceptionally so as a bride. She didn’t notice that tears had welled in her eyes until one slid down her cheek. It was Fleur who was so caring and sharp-witted once you got to know her, who comforted Charlotte when her parents moved away from England, who made sure she was looked after upon moving to Paris… If anyone deserved to have a beautiful wedding, surrounded by wonderful family and friends, it was Fleur. Charlotte wiped her eyes hastily on her sleeve when she saw someone hold out a handkerchief to her.

‘Thank you-,’ she whispered but the rest of her sentence dried up in her throat as she looked at the person offering the handkerchief. It was George. The man she had avoided for so long, standing beside her in the dark, offering a damn handkerchief to her with a stupid grin on his face. Charlotte snatched her hand back as if burned, then turned to face Fleur and Bill, stiff as a board. It became very difficult to listen to the couple profess their love to each other and she thoroughly wished she could Disparate right then and there. Finally, the tiny wizard at the front finished speaking and waved his wand with a flourish, asking guest to please rise. The chairs vanished and a glossy dance floor was spreading out beneath their feet. With everyone letting out gushes of excitement and shuffling to speak to other guests, Charlotte used this commotion to slip away from George and into a crowd of middle-aged wizards.

‘Right, if I just go congratulate them, I can be on my way,’ she thought and made up her mind while working her way through the crowd towards the newlywed couple. It was quite difficult with everyone dancing and merry-making, that she ended up sidetracked on the way to Harry’s table. Charlotte then remembered she wanted to talk to him about the Polyjuice potion (and Death Eaters), so she took a glass of champagne from a passing waiter to look like she just wanted to sit down for a drink. Settling neatly into the chair adjacent to him, she noticed he was staring intently at Ginny and cleared her throat politely.

‘So, why the different look tonight?’ she asked cautiously and Harry’s eyes widened in surprise, ‘I suppose you’re expecting something bad to happen?’ Harry sat still, and she could tell he was debating on if he could trust her or not. As he hummed and hawed, she took a sip of champagne; it fizzed pleasantly in her mouth and went down easily as water.

‘Well actually, yeah,’ he finally spoke. ‘I don’t want to cause any trouble.’ He motioned to the festivities and Charlotte bobbed her head as neutrally as she could. Harry was always up to something it seemed. She had not had a single peaceful school year since he’d shown up at Hogwarts in her third year and trouble always seemed to follow in his wake. A silence ensued as she pondered what to ask next.

‘I’m sorry about Dumbledore, I know you had meaningful relationship with him,’ she said carefully, she didn’t want to seem to nosy. ‘And I’m certain he’s left you something to do, like the other times.’ This much was true; Dumbledore, while kind to all of his students, seemed to take a special liking to Harry. He turned sharply to face her and leaned in forward to whisper.

‘That’s none of your business!’ he said through gritted teeth. Ah, so there had been something. Charlotte set her glass down and leaned forward.

‘I know it’s not, and I’m sorry that I pried into private business. I work at the French Ministry of Magic, and I want to warn my colleagues about anything fishy going on here,’ she apologized, trying to soften her voice. ‘I wanted to know if Death Eaters were on the move to France and if I could be of assistance to you.’ Charlotte saw Harry relax and uncross his arms.

‘S’all right, just private matters. I don’t think Vol-, You-Know-Who is interested in France at the moment,’ he replied gruffly but looked more at ease. ‘And so far, Death Eaters haven’t fled anywhere.’

‘Well, send me an owl to Paris and I’ll try to help you if I can. The French Minister is being maddeningly stubborn on this,’ she scoffed at the last part, ‘he wouldn’t be too pleased if Death Eaters started popping up like weeds in France, would he?’ This last quip earned a laugh from Harry and she drank the last of her champagne. Charlotte didn’t want to ask more questions and make him uncomfortable, so they sat and watched people dancing and laughing, surprisingly taking comfort in each other’s company. Suddenly, as if the Red Sea was being parted in front of them, Fleur glided through the crowd towards their table. She beckoned for Charlotte to take her outstretched hand and follow her, which Charlotte did and she said good bye to Harry.

‘Don’t worry about ‘im, Viktor will keep ‘im company,’ Fleur said breathily, the excitement of the wedding leaving her a little hoarse, ‘come and dance!’ They weaved through the crowd until they stood in the middle of the dance floor. Fleur dropped Charlotte’s hand and went off to speak to the band, leaving Charlotte quite stranded and embarrassed that everyone was watching what would happen next. The wish to Disapparate was growing stronger the longer she stood there, then when almost lost her nerve, someone touched her arm gently.

‘May I have this dance?’ George smiled at her and bowed gallantly for extra effect. Charlotte was going to decline when she saw Fleur glaring at her with a look that said I-set-this-up-for-you-so-don’t-blow-it. Gulping, she took his hand and felt his other hand settle lightly on her waist. The music had now changed from swift, upbeat songs to a slow, romantic waltz. George had been, apparently, practicing dance for several years now judging by the way he waltzed her around the floor as if it was the most natural thing for him. Round and round they went while other guests clapped appreciatively and began joining in. Here, under the lights of the wedding, Charlotte could finally take a good look at her dance partner. His hair, flaming red as usual, was combed back smoothly and his eyes shone with something deeper than having fun with an old friend. Her eyes flicked to the smattering of freckles on his left cheek (which looked very much like the constellation Leo) and grazed slowly up to the rather bloody mess of the missing ear at the side of his head. George caught her smile and grinned,

‘Like my latest injury? I think it becomes me,’ he joked, Charlotte was not laughing.

‘What happened? Oh, George,’ she gasped. ‘Did one of your products blow up in your face?’ Momentarily forgetting that she should be avoiding him, she almost tripped over his feet as she was too busy staring at his missing ear. George shook his head playfully, still smiling, and pulled her off the dance floor. He led her to a more secluded table, away from the crowd with his hand still tightly holding hers. He glanced around, checking for eavesdroppers, then said in a low tone,

‘Snape’s work. He cursed it off when we moving Harry here.’

‘What do you mean?’ she asked, quite puzzled. Snape was literally awful to be around, but would he really attack a student?

‘Sorry, can’t tell you much about it, but I’ll be fine. Top priority is to keep Harry safe until he goes back to school,’ George said casually, as if he was having a chat about the weather. ‘Anyways, what have you been up to these days? I heard you left London.’ Charlotte was slightly taken aback at this sudden change in topic, but pushed her questions about the incident to back of her mind.

‘I left for Paris. Who told you?’ she asked back.

‘Oh, I have my sources,’ he winked in such a George-like way that a rush of repressed emotions of her school-girl crush on him flooded back. How she had come to love that wink, paired with that charming smile! Her sixteen-year-old self used to turn to mush whenever he would indulge her in one of the two during classes. But then the Yule Ball happened, and things weren’t quite the same between them after that. Charlotte shook her head to clear her thoughts and saw George had an uncharacteristically somber expression on his face now. This was probably the first time she’d ever seen him be serious.

‘Why didn’t you write to me?’ he asked quietly. ‘Why didn’t you come visit me when we first opened the shop?’ Charlotte knew the truth of course. She had been hurt that he didn’t ask her to the Yule Ball (even as a friend) and the second blow came from when he left school suddenly without bothering to tell her. They never actually dated but she thought he had felt something for her as she did him; it had been like a breakup at the time and it had been a relief to her that he was no longer around.

‘I-I was busy with N.E.W.T.s you know, getting ready to leave Hogwarts and all,’ she lied pretty unconvincingly. George’s hands gripped hers even tighter so that it hurt a little and she yelped.

‘Don’t go back to Paris!’ he pleaded and she was shocked at the intensity of his voice. ‘Please, stay here, I’ll take care of you,’ George now looked like he was on the verge of tears. Was this all a hallucination? When had George ever pleaded with anyone for anything? Charlotte’s pulse quickened as she considered the possibility that he may like her back. After three years of resigning herself to the fact her old friend would never love her, it was quite earth-stopping to hear this confession. Her heart leapt in hope, but quickly sank. She couldn’t just abandon her career, her sister, her life that was waiting back in Paris for the chance at long-waited love. It was extremely tempting, but deep down she knew now was not the right time. Unfortunately, she never got to answer when a chorus of loud gasps erupted from the crowd on the dance floor. They watched from their seats as a shimmering lynx Patronus landed silently on the floor. It opened its mouth and Kingsley Shacklebolt’s voice rang throughout the tent,

‘The Ministry has fallen. Scrimegeour is dead. They are coming,’ and then it vanished as quickly as it had come. The whole tent went silent, then pandemonium broke out. People were scrambling everywhere trying to Disapparate, trampling over fallen dishes and broken glass. Charlotte leapt from her chair, wand ready, and went to find Fleur. She saw her huddled with her parents and sister, trying to soothe them in French.

‘Fleur! We’ve got to leave,’ Charlotte shouted above all the noise. Fleur looked up, her body relaxing with relief.

‘I must stay ‘ere to protect ‘Arry Potter and ze Burrow,’ she yelled back, ‘take my family with you back to Paris!’ Charlotte nodded then turned to the Delacours, panic on their faces. She grabbed Gabrielle’s and Mrs. Delacour’s hand roughly and pushed through the crowd to the garden with Mr. Delacour following closely behind. However, people seemed to be going more insane outside than in and she gripped hard on the hands she was holding.

‘Quickly, grab onto me and don’t let go!’ she ordered and concentrated with great difficulty on the Leaky Cauldron. They were plunged into darkness, squeezing uncomfortably through space and arrived with a loud pop! in Diagon Alley. The Delacours stumbled to the ground from the force of arriving but Charlotte landed easily on her feet.

‘Is everyone alright?’ she asked but the Delcaours looked rather pale and shaken. She looked around the deserted alley; no Death Eaters had shown up yet.

‘Oi! Who goes there? It’s past midnight!’ a voice chastised through the night. It was Tom, the innkeeper, and Charlotte rounded quickly to face him.

‘Thank goodness you’re here. Tom, will you please show the Delacours to my room?’ she asked while pulling out her room key. ‘Take this, please make them as comfortable as possible and I’ll pay the difference later.’ Tom seemed to understand the urgency of her request because he herded the frightened family into the inn without question. Charlotte watched them disappear inside, the turned quickly on her heel to the exit of Diagon Alley. Now she had to focus on contacting Fleur somehow and arrange for the British Ministry to take her family home. They were probably tracking every magical movement in Britain by now, so sending an envoy from France would raise alarms. As Charlotte walked along the Muggle streets, she thought with a pang of sorrow that she hadn’t said goodbye to George or Fleur or anybody for that matter. Charlotte knew a war was coming, she wasn’t stupid, and she had trained rigorously to react accordingly if this kind of situation ever happened. But this wasn’t a simple test she could pass, it was real war; the time had come to test her skills, cleverness, and most of all, if she had the bravery to face what was coming.

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breaniebree · 5 years ago

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Can you share your journey as a writer? How the idea of writing fanfics came into your mind? Do you have other own fiction too? Also how do start a particular fanfic? As in do you make notes, timeline or character sketches and stuff or do you just go ahead and write and then make notes on facts?

What an interesting question -- thank you for asking! This is literally going to be a novel response (letting you know in advance LOL)

My journey as a writer... I guess I always wrote things down, started as a child when I wrote in a diary and then as I got older I wrote a little poetry, none of it very good (though I wrote a poem when I was twelve to describe the loss I felt when my Nana, my great-grandmother died, and my aunt read it aloud at her funeral). I wrote a few short stories, just little things, prompts from teachers in school and such and then one day I decided I wanted to write my own story. But funnily enough, it actually came about through fan fiction.

I used to love this book series back when I was ten called Trash by Cherie Bennett, and I was completely in love with the characters Chelsey and Nick, and when Jazz claimed that she was pregnant and Nick was the father and it did ended on a cliffhanger and I didn’t have the next book, I remember writing my own version of what happened next -- God, looking back, it was probably terrible, I definitely don’t have it anymore. Pretty sure the book series isn’t that great looking back at it now, but when I was ten, it was great! LOL. I also wrote a side story for Demetrius and Karma, so even then I guess I branched off into subplots. When I was fourteen, I started my own original series, which I am still currently working on and probably will be for the rest of my life if I’m honest -- it’s changed over the years, but the characters and my ultimate goal have stayed the same.

How did writing fanfiction come into mind?

Well, with Harry Potter, it was because of my friend Chris. We used to talk on the phone every single night after school for hours on end and after HBP came out and Harry and Ginny were FINALLY together only for him break up with her, I was so livid that I had to wait to find out what happened! I remember Chris and I debated what would happen in the last book for ages and one day I must have ranted too much because he told me to go write my own story if I didn’t want to wait, so I did.

I was seventeen and it was Harry Potter and the Prophecy Fulfilled: Which looking back at it now, I think it’s not exactly the greatest story lol and you can definitely see where I’ve improved since then. After finishing HPPH, I ended up still having different ideas, all Hinny, and went on to write a few one-shots: Almost Too Late and Beautiful Mess. Then I started writing A Different Beginning, which turned into my Beginning series: A Different Beginning, A New Beginning, Why Don’t We Just Dance?, Life Is Fickle Like That, Graduation Party, and The Reunion. Those of you who have been reading my fanfiction since the beginning know that I originally posted the above stories on SIYE between 2005 and 2007 and had then completed (except for the second half of Life is Fickle onwards before Deathly Hallows was published). I didn’t start posting on fanfiction.net until 2008 and only recently on Ao3. Somewhere in between writing the Beginning Series, I also wrote a few other Hinny one-shots including The Greatest Gift, She Never Lets It Get To Her Heart, I Loved Her First (actually Arthur POV, which I later incorporated into the Beginning Series), The River (which is a standalone but also can be read as part of the Beginning Series), When the Sand Runs Out, and then the mini-series Padfoot’s Advice (Late Night Talks with Padfoot 1 & 2, Padfoot’s Advice, and Secrets from the Past). Then I wrote the short Hinny/Romione story: The Trouble With Secrets and was inspired to write a Jily series, which I did with Crazy Little Thing Called Love, which could technically be a prequel to the Beginning Series as I kept some of the story similar. I also wrote a Jily one-shot called Flowers and another Hinny one-shot called I Don’t Like Your Girlfriend.

I didn’t plan on writing any more fanfiction as university became busy, but then in 2017 I started writing these little Missing Moments for Harry and Ginny both before HBP and then during, and then after. I just sort of compiled them on my computer for a while, wondering if it would turn into a story or not and then the idea came to me one day for A Second Chance after seeing some fan art of a five-year-old-Harry in sunshades and a leather jacket while riding a child’s motorbike next to Sirius in the same outfit and the next thing I knew, this story just pored out of me in February of 2018, I had the first twelve chapters written by March and another five by April. I started posting the Missing Moments compilation, added a few more things including the Remus and Petunia scene from ASC and kept writing A Second Chance and in May, decided it was time to share it and uploaded the first twelve chapters.

By the time I realized it was going to be a long one, I knew which characters I would sacrifice and how it would end, but how I was going to get there I still have no idea. I’m not a writer who methodically plots. I have a few general bullet points at the end of my current WIP chapter and that’s really it. I add to it occasionally as I go, but mostly, I just write as I go along. I can’t tell you how many chapters it will be or how long it will take me to get to the next section because frankly, it’s constantly changes. I do not write in chronological order, which means I am often writing anywhere between 2-6 chapters at the same time depending on what scene has drawn my attention. I might write something today that fits in the chapter I am currently working on and then by the time I finish writing other stuff, I realize that it doesn’t really fit there and stick it ahead into the next chapter or ten chapters from now. I write where my heart takes me and where my creativity flows.

I rarely ever work on more than one story at the same time, though I did write the short Newtina one-shot for my friend Heather as a Christmas present in 2018. She requested it and I couldn’t write it, I found it so hard as I like them but it’s not characters I loved enough to write so I did it with a Luna spin-in, which I found helped. I never take writing requests so this was very different for me, but I think it turned out cute: Say Love, ‘Cause We Got All the Time in the World. I only recently uploaded it a month or so ago because I found it on my computer LOL.

Do you make notes, timeline or character sketches and stuff or do you just go ahead and write and then make notes on facts?

Once I am into the story, my notes are EXTREMELY detailed. I do have a time line and separate documents for the following:

Character lists and family trees

General notes on: Political stuff, bills I’ve written, the sacred 28 document I wrote, tattoos mentioned, important dates, moon cycle dates of Remus’ life, classes I’ve invented (what they are about, who teaches them etc), textbook list per school year, notes on each Animagus form and information about their animals, actual time tables I wrote up Monday to Friday for Harry’s third/fourth, and fifth year, details of Zee and Tonks’ engagement rings, history and outline of Dante’s circles of hell with notes on how to incorporate into story, notes on pregnancy, character’s wands, geographic locations of characters, and any other little notes I think are important but don’t belong in the bullet points at the end of my current WIP chapter

History and ancestry of each family (from Harry Potter Lexicon, Pottermore, Harry Potter wiki, and my own personal creations). This also includes manor information for Potter, Black, Longbottom, Nott, and Malfoy.

Hogwarts lay-out including stuff I’ve added or made up

Ministry of Magic departments and people (known and created)

List of spells (including ones I’ve made up and which chapter and which character introduced it to who)

List and pictures of Sirius’ motorbikes with information on each one

List of Pensieve memories and marauder moments (crossed out which ones I’ve shared already, some are written and waiting to be used and others just a general idea)

Terms and phrases from different languages I’ve used in the past

My playlist of songs I have mentioned in the story

An entire document dedicated to Operation FUVP including a Voldemort timeline which I have now shared in the story itself (also includes when and where each character found the Horcruxes)

A list of some of the recipes I mentioned, and

I have a 72 page document that is literally just detailed chapter summaries to help me remember what the hell I’ve written LOL (also highlights introductions to new characters in a different font colour to help me find out when people were introduced).

Hope this answers your question -- thank you again for asking!

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chocolate-cream-soldier · 5 years ago

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Let’s start with a classic: Harry Potter

YAY thanks for the ask :D

my favorite female character: Luna Lovegood, I just adore her eccentricities and how she lives so freely and honestly, she seems very kind and authentic and in touch with her own mind and self. Also she has such a big heart and is an absolutely wonderful friend one can ever ask for. I always aspired to live and be more like her. I wish in some ways I can eventually!

my favorite male character: Ronald Weasley. Ron is my fav character. I’ve always related with Ron. He is a very well rounded character in my opinion. I like that he is flawed and he makes mistakes, and gets jealous and can be a real douche sometimes! but probably that’s why his growth is so satisfying to witness. Also he is such a foodie (like me :P) and has a good sense of humour, he makes me laugh even now when I go back to the books and read his parts. Also I feel like he is a family person, I like that about him and he is a good mate too,albeit idiotic and immature at times but he grew out of it so yeah;)!

my favorite book/season/etc: My favourite book I think it’s Deathly Hallows. Probably because by the time it came out I was old enough to understand the underlying themes of the book. I appreciated the journey that Harry goes on in this book, the things he discovers and the subsequent choices he makes. It was cathartic in a way, I don’t know how else to describe it. Also kind of nostalgic too, because it was the last book, and I went to the book release and the entire hype and you know. and getting to hold my copy for the first time and realizing that this is IT. It’s here and I’ve made it to the end, it’s a little cheesy, but these books were my childhood so there’s always this connection I would feel with them, It’s also one of the reasons for me getting into literature and then films and going on to working in this Industry. It’s a long winded way of saying it was a big influence during my formative years, so it will hold a special place in my heart always despite all the other stuff that has happened in the later years..oh well.

my favorite episode (if its a tv show): Since it’s a movie with many parts I am gonna say Prisoner of Azkaban, No surprises here lol. I liked the darker vibe, the use of camera as a narrative tool, the visuals were really nice(donot care for the ending smear frames or whatever lol). Also the characters were styled very similar to their book counterparts which i really liked and they managed to tell the story in a visually interesting way. Especially the Patronus Scenes, and the boggart one. And Buckbeak was pretty cool. I didn’t like the part that they cut out the marauders, that was disappointing. But overall the film felt like a good balanced adaptation.

my favorite cast member: Daniel Radcliffe. Okay full disclosure I had a huge crush on Radcliffe growing up, he is what, a year or two older than I, and I felt that he is very handsome, very much a boyfriend material xP But even now when I see his interviews i find him very genuine and passionate about his craft, that’s refreshing to see and he seems like a decent dude idek lol whatever yeah, I still find him charming so yeah there you go ;P!

my favorite ship: Ron and Hermione, yes I know, they are the ultimate friends to lovers cliche and yup it is not always happy sailing, Ron was extremely rude, annoying and stupid at times and Hermione can be snobbish and vindictive as well, but they always had this pull, at least that’s how it felt to me, and I wanted them to be together like from the start all that UST i was feeling even as a teenager lmaooo. Personally I feel they compliment each other well and balances each other and they have learned from each other a lot and have grown as friends and a couple.So yes they are my favourite couple from the books.

a character I’d die defending: Harry James Potter. I don’t care for people who are like he is not a good protagonist and how he was being whiny and that he has a martyr syndrome and blah blah blah. I mean yeah ok after everything Harry has been through, the trauma that he had endured and the amount of shit he had been put through thanks to the incompetent and callous adults I don’t blame him for complaining about it or raging about it, he had every right to do so and despite it all he still was a better person, he was kind, he cared deeply for his friends, he loved freely, he is always about giving others second chances and believing in the goodness that people posses and his experiences taught me a lot and helped to me to handle certain things in my personal life so yeah I am always gonna stan the dude ha ha.

a character I just can’t sympathize with: Obviously Umbridge and I can’t be bothered to explain it, anyone who has read the books knows that she was a real piece of work and I have encountered people similar to that in real life and good lords it is as much a nightmare as it seemed in the books ugh!

a character I grew to love : I think Ginny, obviously she wasn’t really that fleshed out in the initial books and i was kinda indifferent to her presence but she really came through and became this powerhouse that completely took me by surprise in the most pleasant way, and whenever I re read now her parts stands out to me and I really appreciate her now more so than I did when I was younger.

my anti otp: I don’t know maybe Ron and Lavender I don’t know there was not much to their relationship, it was weird for the most part so yeah if I have to choose I’ll probably choose that one, I don’t have any strong feelings about it, it’s just meh to me!

sorry for such a long rambling, it’s late and I am bit drunk, yeah I am blaming this on the alcohol >.<!

#reply #cassiopeiasara #ask game #opinion time #HP

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ferretandtheweasel · 7 years ago

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Why I ship Draco and Ginny?

Seriously nobody asked for this 😂 tbh this is just my Harry Potter and Drinny journey. Also this is just me posting something to start this blog with. So, here's how everything went down:

So before anything I want y'all to know that I started reading Harry Potter at like 14? 13? (don't remember exactly). I was given the first 3 books as a gift. I was instantly hooked and finished them all pretty quickly. And because I am a slut for grey characters, Draco managed a place in my heart even when I low-key hated him (In the first two books lol). He was interesting to me because I wanted to see where his story would go? On the other hand I already had a soft spot for Ginny since Sorcerer's Stone. I had older cousins who wouldn't include me in their stuff so I found her adorbs and relatable in the first book and my sympathy for her only grew in CoS. Book 5 Ginny though, was my fav Ginny because she really put Harry in his place and hexed Malfoy. She became one of my favourite side-characters along with Luna and Neville.

Despite my love for her, like most people, Ginny ending up as Harry's main love interest definitely surprised me. JKR did a good job of convincing me though. I accepted quite easily that Harry and Ginny were endgame but before embracing Hinny, I was a believer that Rowling would make Ginny Weasley end up with Draco Malloy.

Why?

Some might ask and God, I wish there was some proper logic behind this but for some reason, my 15 year old romantic self was sold on the idea that Ginny and Draco are going to be Romeo and Juliet of the Wizarding world?

No, I don't know why I thought like this 😂😂😂 It just made perfect sense in my head at that time for Drinny to happen, I do laugh now at how cheesy I was as a teenager. I just loved thinking about the wizarding world, imaging about other characters that weren't the trio.

Anyway, so this revelation of Drinny possibly being Romeo-Juliet happened during Order of The Pheonix, Ginny hexes Draco with bat-bogey hex and for some reason I was fixated on that particular interaction in the book. I used to imagine Draco being flustered that little Weasley had hexed him, it just gave me so much thrill thinking how annoyed he would be that a girl got the best of him, I imagined him being turned on while he was mad at her, or that he would eventually get attracted to her while trying to get back at her. I just imagined them having the enemies-to-lovers sort of relationship and it just made sense.

Now let me tell you when I read Harry Potter, I lived in a small town in Pakistan, not only was internet not easily available there, it never occured to me back then to actually search for the Harry potter fandom online the few times i did get a connection, so I had no idea of "shipping" or "OTPs" and I didn't know any spoilers. So yeah I used to create scenarios in my head where Draco and Ginny would meet in the Hogwarts corridors and they would argue and have intense sexual tension, or how Draco would want to take revenge on Ginny for hexing him and it would lead to them to having an angry shouting matches which would lead to make out session etc (Yes, I am aware we call these 'headcanons' but back then I was not familiar with fandom terminology).

Anyhow, I finally get my hands on Half Blood Prince Book and lmao remember the scene where Harry is spying on Draco, and then Blaise (or someone else? Idr correctly) brings up how hot Ginny is, I was losing my shit because I was like, why else would JKR bring this up in front of Draco? I was sure that she was building up a secret romance between Drinny behind the scenes because we see stuff happeing through Harry's eyes. Yes i was connecting dots of my conspiracy theory, or at least wishing that that is what was happening.

So y'all can now probably imagine how freakin' surprised and confused I felt when Harry got jealous over Ginny and Dean in the Astronomy tower? 😂😂😂 Like i did not see Hinny coming, it hit me like a wrecking ball... But ofcourse I accepted Hinny at the time because I also loved how tables had turned and now it was Harry who became obsessed with her, I also loved the whole "But she is Ron's sister, I thought I liked her as a sister, Ron will be so mad".

So anyway I go move on with my life and finish Deathly Hallows but ofc Harry Potter series felt like my childhood ending and I couldn't accept it. In my head, even when I had embraced Hinny, I still felt the love for Drinny and saw their potential, by this time I was finally allowed a phone. (Yeah I got a mobile phone when I was almost 16 😂) and while searching for random hp related stuff online I came across Fanfiction...

I started reading fics because I wanted to know what happened between the time when the war ended and when epilogue happened. I also wanted more answers about all the characters. However, I used to find most stories/character ooc, so I used to leave most fics in the middle and move on, very few fics could satisfy me because few writers nailed JKR's Harry.

Anyhow exploring the world of fanfics to read something that I actually like, that's when I was introduced to the giant that is dramione. Dramione introduced the idea of fanfiction deviating from actual books, so I gave them a try but then there were so many Dramione fics on Fanfiction.net but their fics pretty much very early on put me off of that ship, and then I altogether gave up on it because the disrespect to the Weasleys especially Ron was astounding to me. Also people turned Hermione into a mary-sue character in fics which also put me off. I feel like people dont know how to seperate Emma Watson from Hermione. Anyway that is a rant for another day.... So yeah, It was then when I randomly decided that maybe I should check out if anybody wrote Draco and Ginny fics and it was like magic 😍

ff.net had some great Drinny fics Some of them were post series, some of them during their Hogwarts years. Some were pure fluff others K I L L E D me with angst! I still have issues with fics where in order for Drinny to happen they show how bad/abusive Harry-Ron-Hermione are. I leave them instantly, or fics where Ginny is ashamed of being poor (i feel like she loves her parents and everything they've done for her) or fics where I find them ooc... but over all Drinny is a ship which has given me some great fics and those fics have helped me deal with personal stuff and cheered me up when I was down.

Also reading about them gave me an insight on how healthy a relationship between them can be where they can both provide each other with validation, comfort, love and passion.

Reasons why i think they work:

1) Ginny and Draco are opposites but they compliment each other rather than repel. Eg: Ginny and Draco both belong to ancient pureblood families yet the environment and ideology they grow up with completely opposite, their values are opposite even when their world is the same. That gives a lot of foundation for both of them to learn from each other.

2) Ginny is fierce, talkative /bubbly (Ron mentions how it's strange that she's quiet around harry because usually she won't shut up), stands up for those she feels are being unfairly treated (Luna, Neville), she's quite popular as harry realises in year 6 that she has her own friends, she even gets invited to the "slug club"... I think this works so well with Draco who hides his emotions, is under control of his feelings... He's also somewhat of a bully in early years which just goes so well because can you imagine how explosive their encounters would be in the great hall? Draco saying mean things to Ginny just to wind her up and her reacting and never backing down. I think Ginny is really one of the only ladies who can match him inch by inch and call him out on his bullshit. Maybe wind him enough to lose control even.

3) They both play quidditch, can you imagine the friendly rivalry? That is one thing they can bond over, they can also bond over their ancient families and their respective experience of growing up in wizarding world post voldemort... It can be similar and different. They really have the potential to be attracted like magnets. Sorry dramiones, but the angst and enemies to lovers that Drinny delivers... No other hp ship does it for me.

So yeah guys Drinny is my guilty pleasure and I think Draco and Ginny could have worked out really well as a couple but off course I understand that JRK wasn't writing a romance 😂. There is just so much to explore in their dynamic though and I am glad for all the fanfics and fanarts are out there because they really satisfy my curiosity and love for them.

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sulietsexual · 8 years ago

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If it's okay, could you write a meta on harry potter? Not the series but the character. And maybe discuss some of his dynamics with others if it's not too much?

Harry issuch an under-appreciated character, which is somewhat ridiculous given thatnot only is he the protagonist but he’s a well-written and multi-faceted character,with a lot of nuances, a compelling backstory and great dynamics with many ofthe main characters. Yet parts of the HP fandom will literally hate on him foranything; today I ran across a post which blasted a twelve-year-old Harry fornot financially supporting the Weasley, ignoring the fact that, you know, he’s twelve and the fact that theWeasleys would in no way ever accept Harry’s money.

Harryovercomes a lot throughout his life, and this is even before the whole ChosenOne crap was placed on his very young shoulders. For the first eleven years ofhis life, Harry literally never experienced love, support, affection or evenproper care. He was often neglected, at times outright abused by the Dursleys,and I think these years and these circumstances shaped Harry more than thefandom tends to recognise. A lot of his stubbornness and refusal to seek helpfrom adults would have stemmed from this, as he spent eleven years believingthat adults couldn’t or wouldn’t help him. His generosity and caring naturealso probably stems from this, having experienced neither in early years of hislife, he has a desire to share both.

Harryalso has a deep aversion to fighting and negativity, and unlike Ron andHermione, he derives no pleasure from arguing or fighting. He gets genuinelyupset whenever Ron and Hermione take their verbal sparring too far, oftensnapping at them and telling them to let it go. Harry spent so many years in avolatile environment, so many years where a single wrong word or look couldproduce an explosion, that his natural instinct is to avoid conflict andarguments, which is somewhat ironic given the argumentative natures of both ofhis best friends.

Harry isa character who doesn’t change much over the series. This isn’t to say that hedoesn’t grow or evolve as acharacter. He definitely undertakes his own journey, and goes from an isolatedand insecure young boy into a strong and heroic young adult. But who he is athis core never really changes. He holds onto his goodness, his self-righteousnessand his “saving people” attitude until the very end. If you look at hischaracterisation in the first novel compared to his characterisation in thelast novel, it is remarkably similar. He is still a person who will walk intocertain death to save others, still a person who believes in bravery and doingthe right thing, and even if his faith in those around him has been tested andstretched – and in some cases broken – his general belief in the good in theworld prevails.

Harry is such a genuinely good person, like,there are few characters out there who contain as much goodness and forgivenessas Harry does. He is always genuinely outraged and upset at what he perceivesto be wrongdoings, such as Snape’s unfairness and favouritism or Umbridge’s reignof terror. He also refuses to kowtow to authority if he believes they are inthe wrong, such as when both Fudge and Scrimgeour try to sway him to theirsides. Harry’s genuine goodness and belief in what is right, in what is fair is one of his defining charactertraits, and it amazes me that a lot of the fandom does not seem to see or acknowledgethis side of him.

I havealways found Harry to be quite an isolated character, and I believe that thistoo stems from his upbringing and his life with the Dursleys. Growing up in anenvironment where he received no support, where he had no friends and no familymembers who paid attention to him turned Harry into a very self-sufficient andsolitary person, and if you look closely at his inter-personal relationships, itbecomes apparent that all of his close relationships are with people who arealso isolated and/or lonely in their own way.

Ron andHarry bond almost instantly when the two meet on the Hogwarts Express, bothdelighted to make one another’s acquaintance. Despite his large family, Ron isalso a solitary person, not being particularly close to any of his siblings andoften feeling fierce competition with them. Harry not having had a singlefriend before in his life is keen to make one, but even at this young age candistinguish between a genuine offer of friendship (Ron) and a friendship whichmay come with strings attached or an inequality within the dynamic (Malfoy).

DespiteRon’s occasional jealousy (which is nowhere near as fierce or as prevalent asparts of the fandom would have you believe) Ron and Harry’s friendship is anequal partnership, mirroring that of James and Sirius. Both Ron and Harryhave a penchant for trouble making, and Ron does occasionally come across assomewhat callous and cruel, but both have a deep desire to do good and believein bravery and heroics, all of which bonds them and cements their friendship. Ithink they recognise the loneliness and desire for close bonds in one another,and both give and take over the course of the friendship, providing one of thestrongest friendships on the written page.

Harry’sfriendship with Hermione is somewhat different. While again, he has bonded withsomeone who is quite an isolated character and he is close to Hermione andobviously cares for her deeply, his dynamic with her is neither as free or as easy as his dynamic with Ron. He and Hermione are close to one another, butthey are both closer to and connect better with Ron than they do with eachother, and this is evident whenever the two spend long periods of time togetherwithout Ron’s presence, such as when Harry and Ron have their falling outduring GoF or when Ron leaves them during Deathly Hallows. When Harry is withRon one-on-one it is still easy and fun, but when it is just him and Hermione,things are different, and it really does show how integral Ron is to the Trio,and how his presence balances the dynamic within the group.

Harry’srelationships with people outside of the main Trio also reflect this tendencyto bond with isolated and/or lonely characters, as evidenced by his closefriendship with Luna and even his romantic relationship with Ginny. Bothgirls are initially presented as isolated characters who gain friends over thecourse of the books. Luna in particular is a very lonely soul, and I thinkHarry’s fondness for her stems from him relating to this loneliness.

EvenHarry’s relationships with the adults in his life follow the same pattern, asthe four closest adult friendships he has – Sirius, Lupin, Hagrid andDumbledore – are all with figures who are quite isolated. Sirius, of course,being incarcerated for much of his life and having lost all his friends hasbecome an isolated figure, and his relationship with Harry seems to combinethat of cool uncle and nephew with the dynamic of best friends. As much asSirius does genuinely love and care for Harry, there is a part of him that does see Harry as a James substitute,but the same can be said for the way in which Harry views Sirius, as asurrogate parental figure, as well as someone who can provide a link to hisparents.

Lupin andHagrid both also provide this link in their own ways, Lupin more so thanHagrid, having been a Marauder and someone who was close to both James andSirius. Harry’s relationship with Lupin feels somewhat like a mentorship which gradually moves into genuine friendship. His relationship with Hagrid, ofcourse, is just beautiful from the start and develops into one of the deepestand most heartfelt relationship of Harry’s. Hagrid, too, is another somewhatisolated soul, spurned for his freakish size and odd attachment to dangerouscreatures.

Harry’s relationship with Dumbledore really deserves its’ own meta, I feel like entirevolumes could be written about the nuances, intricacies and levels of thatrelationship, but once more, it shows Harry bonding with someone who has hadtheir fair share of isolation and loneliness, and who can identify with thepain and struggle Harry faces over the course of the series.

All up,Harry is just a wonderful character, rich, multi-faceted and very endearing. Ihave always loved Harry for his big heart, his desire to do what’s right, his stubbornnessand the determination he applies to every task he undertakes. He really is awoefully under-appreciated character and I often feel that the fandom ignoreshim and overlooks how amazing he actually is, and that is a real pity, becausethey’re missing out on a great character by doing so.

#harry potter #hp #hp meta #harry potter meta #meta #i'm sorry this took so long nonnie!#Anonymous #answered

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hogwartswelcomesyou · 8 years ago

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Hufflepuffs Speak: Favorite Harry Potter Book/Movie (1/4)

Side Note: Hey guys! The MOD’s of @hogwartswelcomesyou here! We decided that we would each share our favorite HP book and movie, and why we loved them so much! It seems like an interesting way for you to get to know us better, and see how our houses affect our preferences! These will be split up by house, with each MOD from the respective house listing their favorites! Enjoy!

Star (Hufflepuff Mod)

Favorite HP Book, and why?

I’ve always had a soft spot for Order of the Phoenix. Umbridge reminds me of so many people I know, and reading about her getting what she deserved at the end with the centaurs always made me feel good. I also loved Luna Lovegood, to the point where I convinced myself I was a Ravenclaw for years because I felt so similar to her. I also love the novel because it shows that Dudley is still a human being who gets scared, and isn’t fearless. It shows a different, more matured side of Harry, and takes us with him on a journey as he loses his final true family member, has to deal with the dementors, struggles with the inner angst of not being believed, and finds out the true past of the Marauders. It’s raw with emotion for every character, including Neville as we discover why he could have been the Chosen One instead. It’s just so complex and we learn so much more!

Favourite HP movie and why?

Okay, so the reason for my choice is kind of embarrassing. Back in ‘09 and ‘08 when I was 12 and 13, I was a gigantic Twihard*. I was obsessed with Edward, and therefore Robert Pattinson, and I watched anything with him in it! Because he knew of my infatuation, my dad decided to show me Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. I was mesmerized by Pattinson’s performance, and I remember screaming when Cedric died. It still makes me cry now!

I can’t stand Twilight anymore, but I still adore the fourth movie in the HP cinematic series. I think Cedric is the main reason for this lingering fondness for GOF, seeing as he’s the first Hufflepuff we truly get to know in the series. However, he’s not my only basis for giving my vote to what I consider the best HP film. I also loved the whole competitive backdrop of the film; getting to see Beauxbaton and Durmstrang students; having the pleasure of seeing the fantastic acting choices for Mad Eye and Barty Crouch Jr. (Dr Who is that?); and experiencing the incredible special effects for all three tasks! Even though my original reason for becoming invested in the fourth film is kind of embarrassing, I still love the movie. At least my rationale no longer revolves around an “I love Robert Pattinson!” mentality!

Jinxy (Hufflepuff Mod)

Favorite HP book and why?

When I was younger, I used to do this really weird thing. Instead of starting at the beginning, with the Sorcerer’s Stone, whenever I reread the series, I would start at the end, with the Deathly Hallows, and read the series backwards. I always picked up Deathly Hallows wanting to reread it, but when I finished, I never wanted to leave the world of Harry Potter quite yet. Instead, I would pick up the book that was closest chronologically and repeat the pattern until I got back to book one.

I have trouble picking favorite books. For me, every book has something that I love about it, and reasons to hold it close. But, because of my weird re-reading habits that always started with the Hallows, I may have to be biased and claim it for my favorite novel.

Favorite HP movie and why?

My favorite HP movie is the Deathly Hallows Part 1. It’s not because the Deathly Hallows is my favorite book (though that might influence it a little bit.) That’s not the reason. It’s my favorite because the Deathly Hallows was the first Harry Potter movie that I saw in theaters.

I didn’t start the Harry Potter books until 4th grade (our whole class actually read the first one as an assignment and we had a Harry Potter party on the last day of school.) I burned through the rest of the books that summer, and the Deathly Hallows Part 1 came out that fall. All of the HP movies are magical, but there’s nothing like seeing one in theaters for the very first time. Nothing like seeing the bright colors, hearing the music, seeing that last scene where Voldemort lifts up the Elder Wand; there’s nothing like the moment the movie ends and everything cuts off into silence; nothing like the swell of the credits music and the clapping that threatens to overpower it. There’s nothing else like that.

Side Note: (Deathly Hallows Part 2 is a close second, because I saw it the day it came out in a small theater in Canada while on a summer trip with my family, but that’s a different story.)

#hufflepuff pride #The Order of the Pheonix #The Goblet of Fire #The Deathly Hallows #Star speaks #Jinxy speaks #the houses queue

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candypainted-rogertaylor · 8 years ago

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Harry Potter Tag

I saw those questions on Tumblr somewhere and thought I’d just answer them straight away. Feel free to do it too!

Favourite book? Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

Favourite film? Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire

Favourite female character? Ginny Weasley

Favourite male charakter? Ron Weasley

Favourite character in overall? Because the question is about one character I’d say George Weasley but I love Fred Weasley too. I’m just a diehard Weasley in general haha

Favourite animal (e.g. Hedwig, Buckbeak, Crookchanks)? I’m torn between Hedwig and Buckbeak. Hedwig was so loyal and Buckbeak is my definition of freedom. I really don’t know.

Favourite magical creature (e.g. Thestral, Hippogriff, Dementor, House-elf)? I love house-elfs so much (but I’d never use them as a servant)

Favourite subject? Must probably be Defence Against the Dark Arts because of Dumbledore’s Army

Favourite teacher in overall? Professor McGonagall

Favourite DADA teacher? Remus Lupin!!!!

Favourite villain? Narcissa Malfoy because of her motherly love and her courage to turn against her husband and lie to Voldemort even though she could’ve known it will be his end but Draco was more important to her.

Favourite quote? “Give her hell from us, Peeves”, this one is quite important to me because this day the twins became legends and it was one of their greatest achievements they were still able to make together.

Favourite scene? The conversation between Fred and George after Georgie lost his ear. Or the one as they stand on the tower and George asks Fred if he’s okay. I can’t decide, I always tear up at both of them because of all this brotherly love.

Favourite scene/event/thing/character that wasn’t included in the films? Since it is my favourite quote “Give her hell from us, Peeves” and Peeves saluting the twins afterwards is a thing I’d have really loved to see in the movie.

Your house? Gryffindor af. Sorry for being boring and cliché but Pottermore’s and myself’s opinion is that I’m definitely a Gryffindor

Your Patronus? I got a Mogrel Dog on Pottermore that I’m pretty satisfied with since Ron got a Jack Russel Terrier, George got a coyote and Fred a hyena which are all somehow related with each other.

Your wand? Alder wood with a Dragon heartstring core, 141⁄4’’ and Slightly Springy flexibility

Favourite spell? Accio. I mean how easy is everything with that spell?

Death Eaters or Dumbledore’s Army? Dumbledore’s Army all the way

Favourite horcrux? Rowena Ravenclaw’s diadem was cool

Favourite Hallow? The Invisibility Cloak. You could curse so much mischief!

Favourite snack/dish/drink? Chocolate Frogs probably

Favourite Potion? Amortentia.

Favourite canon couple? Ron and Hermione are the cutest couple ever , sorry not sorry

Favourite non-canon couple? Neville and Luna for sure

Durmstrang or Beauxbatons? Beauxbatons because these girls are lit

Hogwarts or Ilvermorny? Hogwarts of course duh

Least favourite character? Bellatrix. She’s still lit but killed Sirius and tortured the Longbottom’s. No mercy for this…. and Lucius Malfoy. He’s an ass.

Least favourite book? I love all of them so much but uhm maybe Chamber of Secrets? I DON’T KNOW

Least favourite film? Deathly Hallows part 1. I like the films after all but this one’s the most boring to me.

Least favourite teacher? Umbridge the lil shit

What would your job in the wizarding world be? I’d help George and Ron with Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes or have my own little shop in Diagon Alley. Oooor I’d become a teacher at Hogwarts.

Would you play Quidditch? If yes, which position? I’d love to if I got the abilities. I’d like to be a beater then.

Favourite extra-book (e.g. Quidditch through the ages)? Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them hehehe

Favourite place (could be anything: Hogsmeade, Grimmauld Place, Forbidden Forest, Diagon Alley etc.)? The Burrow. That’s all I have to say.

List the houses starting with the one you are most sure to get into, finishing with the one you are least likely to be in. Gryffindor → Hufflepuff → Ravenclaw → Slytherin I feel like I’d have some kind of Harry-situation at the Sorting Ceremony, that the hat doesn’t know where to put me but I wouldn’t want to be sorted into Slytherin and then it would probably just turn out to be Gryffindor.

Would you join the Triwizard Tournament? I think I’d put my name into the goblet but I wouldn’t be too mad if it didn’t chose me. I’d just support my favourite participant hardcore then.

One character you would bring back from the dead? Sorry to Sirius, Dobby, Dumbledore, Remus, Tonks & Co., you’ve been good, friends but I’d bring back Freddie Weasley. I can’t stand that George doesn’t get over his twins death and I don’t wanna imagine how sad he must be.

Your blood status? I don’t really care because I don’t think it’s that important but I’d most likely be a half-blood probably. I could imagine my granny and mummy be great witches, a bit Molly Weasley-like but my dad would totally be a Muggle haha

Who would you want to go to the Yule Ball with? George Weasley. Or Ron perhaps *innocent grin*

What would you see in the Mirror of Erised? Me and all my loved ones being genuinely happy and alive.

What would be your Boggart? A spider perhaps? Or Voldemort….

What would you feel if you smelled Amortentia? The salty sea, old but also new books, bonfire, burnt paper, after-rain air

Favourite gift from the series (e.g. Firebolt, the Weasley jumper, the Triwizard Tournament winning)? Weasley jumper!!!!!!

Favourite Marauder? Sirius my luv

Team Jily or tem Snily? Sorry Severus, you’ve been a great one but I’m team Jily. They fit so good.

Any moments that made you cry? I cried as Sirius died, as Dobby died, as Dumbledore died, as Snape died, as Remus and Tonks died, I cried at Snape’s memory. As Fred died I cried a fucking river, goodbye.

Is there a film you preferred to the books? No. Not at all. I mean who would??

Favourite song from the OST? God I really don’t know there are so many but I love the ones from Deathly Hallows part 2 “Lily’s Theme”, “Courtyard Apocalypse”, “Statues” and “Harry’s Sacrifice”. Oh and “Do The Hippogriff” or “Magic Works” from TGOF hahaha

Which character do you think you’d instantly become friends with? The Weasley-twins hehe

Favourite Weasley? George (and Fred)!!

How did you start your journey with HP? My older brother was obsessed with it and pushed me right into it with him.

Were you happy with the ending? Yeah I liked it. Just all those deaths were so sad.

How much does Harry Potter mean to you? I can’t express that in words. Harry Potter means the world to me. I can’t tell you how thankful I am for Joanne writing those masterpieces and fuck… All this whole universe has always been some kind of escape for me. When I spend my freetime with it I can forget about all the stress and it just helped me through a lot of tough stuff. Like I said, I can’t express what I feel for all this in words. It’s everything to me.

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ourladyoflazarus · 8 years ago

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LET’S DO THIS

1. Actually commit to a diverse (read: realistic) UK. This has already been covered by people who are lot smarter than me, but I share the frustration that JKR repeatedly used stand-ins for discrimination and oppression (pure blood bias, werewolf AIDS) while still keeping her main characters white and, with one *cough* exception, straight. Indian Harry and Black Hermione have given such richness to each character’s arc, but I’m not even talking identity swaps. We get the Patil twins, but nothing on the relationship between India and Britain re: magic? We get Dean and Seamus skirting a relationship, but never actually exploring romance through the orientation-that-must-not-be-named? (Looking at you, Sirius/Remus.)I appreciate, coming from the hell that was the Anne Rice fandom, how open Rowling is to alternate interpretations of her work. But – as the Golden Trio might have put it – I’d appreciate it more if that “acceptance” committed itself to actual courage.

2. Give me a Lily-centered flashback. We get the Marauders through James, and a version of Lily through Snape, but Harry’s mother is one of those figures that serves more as a plot device and a cipher in the novels than an independent character. We have the flashback in Order of the Phoenix directly connecting Sirius��s relationship to James, and the memories in The Deathly Hallows showing us Snape’s journey in and out of Voldemort’s service. Why not use Slughorn’s memories in The Half-Blood Prince to show Lily outside her interaction with two potential love interests? One thing I actually loved about the movie adaptation of THBP is Slughorn’s story about Lily’s Transfiguration gift. Having that kind of insight in the books, a small memory that Slughorn passes on to Harry as a plea for forgiveness, would have been really powerful.3. Give Hermione doubts, not just Ron. Although he gets a fair better shake in the books than the movies, there is a weird shift between Books 3 and 4 where Ron goes from an equal member of the team to someone increasingly more on the sidelines. Part of that is his decision to turn his back on Harry twice in the course of four years, despite showing himself again and again to be stubbornly, at times almost disastrously loyal. Personally, I think Ron leaving the camp would have been a bigger gut-punch, and allowed us to see his side more, if Hermione was the one doubting Harry in The Goblet of Fire, not Ron. I also think it would show Hermione in a more nuanced light, as her own person beyond being Harry’s advisor. She might not go so far as to believe Harry put his name in the goblet on purpose, but I could see her becoming resentful that Harry is once again in the spotlight and, once again, getting there with the help of others, not alone like Hermione prides herself on doing. And what if she is the one downplaying the danger, because she still believes too strongly in Hogwarts, Dumbledore, and a world of set rules? After she was so wrong in the previous book, Harry would have more reason to dismiss her in The Order of the Phoenix when she tells him to ignore Voldemort’s visions – because he’s already lost one person by trusting in authority and playing things safe.

4. Get The Cursed Child out of my canon. I don’t mind if people who like the play, and there are elements of it, like considering Harry’s PTSD, that are quite good. But any work that has Harry wishing one of his kids wasn’t his, that has Cedric go evil, and queerbaits without, once again, committing to anything, should remain an alternate interpretation, not a continuation.

5. Show the evolution of the Houses. It’s been a constant battle to search for layers in the Houses. Gryffindor gets some ambivalence through Percy and Peter, and Ravenclaw shows some range with the contrast of Cho and Luna. But Hufflepuff has only one character that actually acts like how Hufflepuff is described (my much-maligned Cedric), while Slytherin is… just a mess. But beyond wanting Slytherins more involved at the Battle of Hogwarts, I think discussing how the Houses formed would have been an interesting counterpoint to the discussion of shades of gray in Order of the Phoenix. We see how the world isn’t divided into “good people and Death Eaters,” as movie!Sirius puts it. What if Remus, with Sirius loudly complaining in the background, were to expand on that, explaining how Slytherins were actually deeply committed to protecting wizardkind in centuries past, before that insularity led to corruption and increased hierarchy? What if Harry’s exploration of Dumbledore’s ambitions led him to a reconsideration of Gryffindor’s flaws, not just his mentor’s?I actually have a lot of House Thoughts, especially regarding their continued existence, but these are a few to start.

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liskantope · 6 years ago

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Chapter 4: The Final Journey to Hogwarts

[This is a chapter of my Harry Potter fanfic written back in 2007 just prior to the release of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hollows. Here are chapters 1, 2, and 3.]

The remainder of the summer holidays was rather uneventful for Harry, given the chaos and tumult that was going on throughout the wizarding world as well as the Muggle world. The fact that Lord Voldemort and his Death Eaters were at large and had a particular grudge against him meant that Harry was kept sheltered under lock and key in the Burrow for most of the time after his birthday on the Ministry’s orders. Even his plans of visiting his parents’ graves at Godric’s Hollow were not fulfilled. The one exception to these new rules of protection was the day that Harry was taken to the Ministry of Magic to take his Apparition test only a few days before term was to begin. He passed narrowly, despite the fact that he inadvertently splinched off the ends of his fingernails. To celebrate having gotten his Apparition license, he decided to Apparate straight from the confines of the Ministry to Fred and George’s empty room in the Burrow to pay them back for all the times that they had startled him by Apparating into his room. The effect was somewhat dampened by the fact that Fred and George happened to be over in Diagon Alley working at their joke shop, Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes, at the time that Harry chose to arrive. However, as far as Harry was concerned, the sentimental symbolism was still there.

Before anyone knew it, it was the last night at the Burrow. Mrs. Weasley cooked a magnificent dinner and many people came over to help eat it, including Mad-Eye Moody, Kingsley Shacklebolt, Tonks, Lupin, and, to Mrs. Weasley’s displeasure, Mundungus Fletcher. Mrs. Weasley became cross towards the end of the evening, when the rest of her family insisted on socializing without having packed properly to leave the next morning, and she became even more upset when she caught Moody keeping Harry up past eleven, telling him stories of his youth that were certainly not appropriate for school-age wizards. Mrs. Weasley very severely told Moody off and tucked Harry into bed herself.

The next morning, things went fairly smoothly, except for the presence of no fewer than half a dozen Aurors, who insisted on driving Harry in a separate car. It was quite an uncomfortable journey, with four beefy Aurors sitting all around him, one sitting on his head, and one taking the place of the seat cushion. Harry was quite glad when they arrived at King’s Cross, although the six Aurors insisted on surrounding him closely so that he could barely walk and on accompanying him all the way to the doors of the train. Harry observed that at least one of them had forgotten to cast a Body-Odor-Vanquishing charm on himself that morning, but noticing his raised wand and threatening expression, Harry chose not to say anything. The Aurors only gave him space when Hermione, Ron, Mrs. Weasley, and Ginny came running to meet him.

“Oh, Harry,” Mrs. Weasley sobbed as she flung her arms around him, “do take care of yourself, won’t you? Don’t go out looking for You-Know-Who!”

Harry didn’t say anything, as he really didn’t have the heart to inform her that it was his primary goal and duty to do just that.

“And you two take care of yourselves, too,” continued Mrs. Weasley, gulping down more tears. “Just because you’re not specifically on You-Know-Who’s top-ten list of people to slaughter doesn’t mean that you should get too confident! Oh, oh, oh!” Her sobs redoubled. “I know someone’s going to die this year, I just know it! Last year it came so close for you, Ron…”

“Don’t be stupid, Mum,” said Ron in an obvious attempt to comfort her. “Just you wait and see; You-Know-Who will be destroyed by Christmas.”

“Dumbledore will take care of everything, Mrs. Weasley,” said Hermione. “I mean, at least this time around, he will.”

“No, you mark my words,” wailed Mrs. Weasley. “By the end of another year, somebody standing here is going to be dead. I dream about it all the time!”

Just then, however, the train doors began to close, and this rather morbid conversation was forced to end. Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny ran into the train.

“Blimey,” muttered Ron, as he watched the receding figure of Mrs. Weasley out the window as the train began to move. “Has she been getting together with Professor Trelawney or something?”

“Let’s go find a compartment, then,” said Harry briskly.

Ron and Hermione looked at each other. Harry couldn’t shake off a strong feeling of dejà vu.

“Erm, Harry?” said Hermione. “I know it may take you three years to get used to this, but Ron and I have to go to the prefects’ carriage.”

“Oh, yeah,” said Harry dully. “That good old prefect’s carriage.”

“You understand what we’re doing, don’t you?” said Ron anxiously. “I mean, it’s not something we do for fun. We have to meet with a crowd of other prefects and memorize instructions. It’s not like we’re going off to have the first part of the journey alone or something like that. I mean, not that we’d want to… It’s dull work, nothing more. Not that we would have anything more in mind, of course…” He awkwardly broke off.

“Ginny can keep you company,” said Hermione brightly to Harry.

Ginny took one terrified look at Harry and said, “No, I can’t, I have to meet, erm…” She then seemed to remember that she no longer had a boyfriend to meet, and Harry could see the wheels spinning furiously in her head. Before she could say anything more, however, she was tapped on the shoulder by Luna Lovegood.

“Oh, hello, Ginny and Harry,” said Luna dreamily. “I’ve missed you over the summer. Ginny, you would have loved the exhibition on Crumple-Horned Snorkacks my father took me to see…”

And so, Ginny had no choice but to follow Luna and Harry into the nearest compartment, where Neville was already sitting with his mimbulus mimbletonia.

“Had good summers?” Neville asked them. “Mine’s been kind of scary.”

“Oh, no,” gasped Harry. “Nobody close to you has been attacked, have they?”

“Worse,” said Neville grimly. “My gran decided that I am as talented as my father was after all. She’s been putting me through rigorous Auror-level defense training programs at the Ministry and saying that I have to be your second in a duel against You-Know-Who. If he kills you and I’m not there to destroy him in response, the family honor will suffer its worst damage in fifty years!”

“You’ve been taking classes at the Ministry?” said Harry in amazement.

“Yeah,” said Neville. “They say I’m awkward but impeccable. Try hexing me; just see how I react!”

Neville was looking at Harry expectantly, but it was Ginny who, without warning, thrust her wand in Neville’s direction and muttered, “Impedimenta!”

Neville’s shield charm was so strong that when Ginny’s curse bounced off it, it flew through the glass pane of the compartment door and shattered it. Harry jumped up to repair it.

Luna was reading the Daily Prophet, apparently paying no attention to the commotion around her. “Oh, this is interesting,” she mused. “An article about mutant house-elves drinking unicorn blood.”

“In the Daily Prophet?” said Harry incredulously. “Can I see that?”

Luna handed the paper over to him. At the top of one of the pages ran the headline, “DEATHLY HALLOWS SPOKESWOMAN NOT DEAD AFTER ALL”.

This was indeed a very intriguing headline, and it contained the expression “Deathly Hallows,” which Harry had heard several times lately. He read on:

The woman who served as the public voice for the Deathly Hallows, who goes by the title Madam Browne, spoke to the Ministry of Magic last night in her first public appearance in over sixteen years.

“I apologize for pretending to be dead for sixteen years,” she said in a statement to Rufus Scrimgeour, the Minister of Magic. “I had my reasons, but I am not at liberty to explain them.”

Browne is reported to have resumed her old position as an Unspeakable in the Department of Mysteries at the Ministry.

“She’s been working to resolve the inconsistency between the you-know-whats and the other thingies in order to aid the opposition to You-Know-Who,” explained a Department of Mysteries representative awkwardly. “Well, we know you know who You-Know-Who is, but you’re not allowed to know what the aforementioned you-know-whats and thingies are.”

Harry looked up at Luna. “I don’t understand what Deathly Hallows are!”

“I thought everybody knew what they were,” said Luna matter-of-factly. “They’re gigantic mutant house-elves, of course. They want to use unicorn blood to develop devastating powers in order to wipe out both camps in this war.”

Harry knew better than to swallow this piece of information from Luna without a huge grain of salt.

The rest of the morning passed fairly uneventfully, except for Romilda Vane, a third-year girl who had been trying to win Harry’s affection for the last year, sticking her head into their compartment to say hi to Harry.

“I hope you defeat You-Know-Who soon so that you get back together with Ginny,” said Luna mistily to Harry when Romilda left. “Ginny loves you, you know. It was really very cruel of you to break up with her like that at the end of last year.”

Harry frantically tried to think of a way to change the subject and suspected that Ginny was doing the same, but thankfully, at that moment, Ron and Hermione arrived. When Hermione opened the compartment door with a mild bang, Neville was looking in the other direction. His reaction was immediate. “Expelliarmus!” he shouted, waving his wand wildly and blindly in Hermione’s direction.

Hermione was blasted into the wall and fell to the floor in a crumpled heap, clearly knocked out.

Ron pushed his way in and stared at Hermione’s attacker as though he’d never seen him before. “Who are you and what have you done to Neville?” he gasped.

“I’ve been getting extra training at defense by the Ministry,” said Neville proudly. “I bet my reaction times are up to par with Mad-Eye Moody’s by now!”

“So’s your paranoia,” muttered Ron.

Neville glared at him. “Don’t mess with me, or I’ll knock you unconscious, too!”

Ron eyed Neville apprehensively and, with slight resentment, dropped his gaze to the ground. He sat down next to Harry and propped Hermione up against the seat opposite them.

Not long after that, there was a banging knock at the compartment door. Harry got up to open it and found himself face-to-face with Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle, the stooges of his former arch-enemy at Hogwarts, Draco Malfoy.

“What do you want?” said Harry aggressively.

Crabbe looked at Goyle, and Goyle looked at Crabbe. Then Crabbe took a grubby-looking piece of parchment from inside his robes and struggled to focus his piggy eyes on it. He began to read from the parchment in a dull voice:

“So, how are Potty and the Weasel doing this year? Had good summers? I hope that Potter hasn’t suffered yet another in… in…”

He mouthed wordlessly as he stared at the next word, apparently unable to read it.

“Injury,” Goyle supplied after staring at the word that Crabbe was pointing to.

“…injury since I last saw him, so that the Dark Lord will at least be able to have a bit of fun with him before killing him. Hey, how are you doing, Granger? Don’t you dare smirk at me that way, you Mudblood!”

“Wait a minute,” said Harry. “Hermione’s not smirking! She’s unconscious, look!”

Crabbe and Goyle stared down at Hermione’s limp form.

“Oh, right,” said Goyle. “Well, Malfoy told us to say that stuff to you, anyway. And then he told us to beat you up.”

He and Crabbe approached the other six with their fists raised.

Neville calmly pointed his wand at the two aggressors and wordlessly cast the leg-locker curse on them. A moment later, they were lying rigidly on the ground.

“Now the only problem is that I’m not strong enough to carry them back to their own compartment,” said Neville as though nothing had happened, displaying his pudgy arms. “I guess I should have worked out over the summer as well.”

“Never mind that,” said Ginny briskly. “Levicorpus.” Ron followed suit and the two of them led the floating bodies of Crabbe and Goyle out of the compartment. By the time they came back, the train was beginning to slow down.

“We’re going to have to levitate Hermione’s body as well,” Ron remarked. “Not that I’m not strong enough to hold it myself.” As it was, there was barely time to change into their Hogwarts robes before they had to get off the train. The six formed a line, with Harry at the lead, levitating Hermione’s body in front of him. They had decided on Harry because he was the one most accustomed to being stared at while getting off the train. Then, one by one, they stepped out of the front doors of the train and into the cool night air.

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fictionisworthmore · 7 years ago

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My view on Harry/Ginny

When I first read the books I was a kid. I saw Harry and Ginny’s happy ending as sweet, a nice, good ending.

As I got older, and reread the books and re-watched the movies, something about the ending bugged me.

It was too ordinary. A world with all this magic and opportunity and creativeness.

Yet both Harry and Ginny; Ron and Hermione, they both end up with their ‘childhood sweetheart’ in a way.

I like Harry and Ginny’s relationships in the books. Ginny grew up and fell in love with Harry as a person rather than an idol. Harry in turn grew to reciprocate those feelings, and it’s normal for teenagers to date in school. I had no problem with that. Neither with how Ginny was a type of light for Harry during the war, knowing that she was safe kept him going, gave him a sense of relief that he hadn’t dragged her with him as he had Ron and Hermione.

What bothers me is that after the war, we don’t know exactly what happened but we assume they get back together and carry on up until we see them as the train station. (For all of those that have seen or read the Cursed Child, I haven’t, so if we learnt more about them in that, just keep in mind I’m not taking that into account)

But I can’t help but think Rowling did this so as to create parallels between Lily&James and Ginny&Harry and I have a problem with that. Because all throughout the books Harry was compared to his parents, but he isn’t them. I draw your attention to how much it affected Harry when Sirius compared him to James. Because Harry is not James.Yes, he wanted to be like his father, because he wanted to feel close to him, and he wanted a connection with him. But he is not James and it’s shown in the books how damaging Sirius holding Harry to James image is. Because in some ways it is as though he is using Harry as a replacement for James, and whilst we know that isn’t what he intends (that he does truly love Harry as his godson) Sirius is a man who spent 12 years locked in Azkaban, who is shown to be damaged and in mourning for a man who was closer to him than brother. He is holding onto every part of James that he can find in Harry, and we as the reader see the effects that has on Harry.

Which is why at the end of the Deathly Hallows, when we see Harry and Ginny together, when we draw their comparison with Lily and James it is with a sense of unease. Because their presence is everywhere in the epilogue, in Lily Luna and James Sirius and in the could-have-beens. The story ends in Kingscross, with Harry waving off his sons, and the story also really begins in Kingscross, when Harry begins his journey to Hogwarts. But he does it without his parents to wave him off. Our attention is drawn to this in Philosophers Stone when he watched the Weasleys parting. I say it again. The parallels are everywhere.

But Harry is not James and Ginny is not Lily and the fact that they seem to reflect them so much bothers me. Because I wanted Harry to grow as his own person. To learn more about the wizarding world because he can now, without Voldemort’s influence. He had done his duty. Completed the Prophecy. He is allowed to be selfish. I wanted Harry to leave. Maybe go visit Wizarding France or America were the wizarding society wasn’t affected by Voldemort. Not join the Aurors and continue the fight. Harry never even seemed interested in becoming an Auror other than to fight Voldemort and the Death Eaters. Yes, he is noble and righteous. But that is shown to be a fault of his in some ways. As a reader, I would have been happy to know that he had chose a different path for himself, that allowed him to come to terms with what had happened and to heal.

Perhaps, maybe once he had taken some time to himself, he might have gotten back with Ginny. And if he had then it would have shown that their love was strong, and that they could still love each other even if they had taken some time apart to grow as separate people. I would have liked that. But they were 16/17 when the war ended, and I don’t think I’m the only one that feels as though that’s too young to decide your whole future.But I feel like that’s what happened. That after the war ended, they all just stayed the same. Not changing course even after every thing they had been through. That type of thing changes a person. After so much fighting I can’t reconcile myself with the idea Harry would have wanted to continue. Ron was a better example. He quit and joined George with WWW which showed he had grown as a character, that he was no longer concerned with Glory, but that he would rather be working beside his brother who had lost so much to help bring more laugher into the world.

I just wish Harry had been given the same choice. To change his path. Because he had been forced on one a long time ago, and wouldn’t it have meant more if he’d changed that path himself? Flown straight off that path and flew through life like he did on a broom. Free.

#harry potter #harry #harry and Ginny #harry/ginny #their relationship #why I don’t ship it #I used to #I half do #with well written fanfics I ship it #but I don’t ship their canon ending #againstcanon #hinny #no to hinny #they deserved more growth

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