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justonedrawer · 5 months ago

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY STUPID CHILD I DID NOT EXPECT TO GET ATTACHED TO, JANE CLEVE

I also took this chance to spill some lore about my MC's life. Warning: There's going to be information from things that happen and don't happen in later years. So proceed with your own caution and will.

Now storytime :D

6th birthday. 1979 is a happy year for baby Jane. She's not very aware of what's happening out in the wizarding world, and her family is not aboard on letting her know.

She happily celebrates her birthday just like the years before, her mom makes a cake, her dad helps her, and Jacob is by her side, as he says he will always be.

11th birthday. Things are gloomy in the Cleve household. Jacob has been reported missing for many months. The father, saying he couldn't take the situation, left. Leaving the house that was meant for four, to the mother Loraine and Jane.

Loraine, not being able to bear her son and husband's disappearance, turned to calming draughts and other substances that she thought would release her from her pain.

Jane's 11th birthday was lonely, she had gotten her Hogwarts acceptance letter earlier that day but didn't say anything. She's determined to go and find out what happened to her brother. As of that day, she wanted to spend it with the newer version of her mother, and a cupcake, cause as Loraine says, "There's no need for a big cake since there's only one to eat it."

12th birthday. A school year has passed and little Jane is confident she's on the right track. With her new friends by her side, Rowan, Ben and Penny, she believes her Hogwarts years will be much better than she anticipated.

13th birthday. Another curse has been broken and another friend has been collected. The fight will the Ice Knight had earned Jane a scar, small that looks like nothing. After the fight, Loraine has acknowledged Jane's well being and she's pleased she can rely on her friends. Bill has noticed the Cleve family is a bit off but pretends not to notice for his friend's day.

14th birthday. Jane begins to be more familiar with her friend-magnet gift. Her 3rd year was tough, with people facing their worst nightmare, but that doesn't stop them from breaking the curse. The gang has suprised Jane with a cake. It can't stand like a proper cake but she doesn't care, she's happy to be surrounded with people she loves.

15th birthday. The school year could have had a better conclusion. Jane is upset cause she was certain Jacob would be found in that cursed vault. To make things better, Loraine grounded her for the whole summer, both for the fact she had to serve detention and in hopes she'll drop the cursed vaults.

So for her birthday, Jane was alone once more. Well, kinda. The whole night she'd get letters from all of her friends. Some were even personally delivered by a certain bird boy that may or may not have wanted to see her.

16th birthday. Everybody is uneasy. Rakepick's betrayal had hurt the children deeply. Jacob had finally shown himself but his reunion with Jane had not been as sweet as she wanted. She's angry yes, and sad as well, but the cursed vaults are still out there and she has no time to waste with talking about her feelings.

17th birthday. Things have really gone downhill. Sure, the curse has been lifted. And Rakepick is in Azkaban. But their group is broken with two dear friends being gone by the Green Curse. She blames herself, she was there when it happened, she could have done something.

Everyone says it's not her fault, hell, even Merula and Ismelda. She's scared she can't protect anybody anymore. She's scared she won't be able to fight not only evil witches and wizards, but also a disease that has hit her gravely.

18th birthday. HAH SIKE THEY'RE ALIVE.

Things are much better for the gang. Rowan and Ben have awoken from their coma, Peregrine is gone and R has been defeated. Jane's health condition is not the best, but in general life is becoming more peaceful.

19th birthday. The gang has taken their own roads but still meet up for old time's sake. To celebrate birthdays and successes, or support eachother when things are not going to well.

After everything they've been through, with R, Peregrine, ROCC cases and Jacob, Jane has finally reached a point where she genuinely believes that they will be happy. That they will be okay.

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danceworshipper · 5 months ago

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@hphm-ship-week Prompt 4: Soulmate AU

See if you can spot every time I tried to get to the point and failed shkskjhsfjhg

Ship: Tessa/Chiara 🩵🐺

Dates: 1980-1985 (aged 7-12)

Ever since she was seven years old, Tessa knew there was something wrong with her. She and Gracie had always had deep green eyes, like their father, but one day when Tessa looked in the mirror, they were lighter.

Tessa was sure she'd been seeing things, but the next day, they were even paler, and the next, they were blue. She'd had other symptoms too, like a steadily growing headache and an increased appetite. Her mother had spent as much money at St. Mungos as they would accept to have every test known to wizardkind performed on her - no luck. There was no indication of a curse or sickness.

The very next day, her eyes were green again, and she was exhausted like she'd been up all night.

Again she'd been practically thrown at the Healers. They could all agree that something had happened, something abnormal, but Tessa was the first patient they had records of whose eyes had changed color for no reason. Despite this, she was healthy and was sent home with instructions to return if it happened again.

It did. Every single month. She wasn't brought back to St. Mungos.

Tessa was not a fool, nor was anyone else in her family: her eyes turned blue the day of the full moon. Knowing this, however, didn't help explain anything. The full moon was only known to affect werewolves, and Tessa was obviously not a werewolf. Even the explanation that she'd been bit by a werewolf in human form was impossible - she was a rather sheltered child, after all - and that still wouldn't explain her eyes turning blue. Her father was convinced that some other creature had infected her somehow. Her mother still insisted it was a curse. Her brother didn't care what caused it, he just wanted to be able to fix it.

Gracie was the only one who thought it might mean something else.

One of their favorite books as children was a story of a princess whose knees would bruise without explanation, and whose hands were rough as though she worked a common job. The day came when she was to choose a husband, and while she wandered the ballroom, a cut opened down her back with no weapon in sight. Thinking she'd been cursed, the mean old king locked her in her bedroom and sought his magical advisor for help, seeking revenge. The woman told the king to find the boy with the matching scar, and all would be well.

A peasant boy was found who'd been whipped in the exact spot the princess had been cut. He, too, would find wounds on his body that weren't his own. The king brought the boy to the princess and told her to kill him, thinking that the boy had cursed her and that his death would be the cure. The princess refused, and held out a hand to invite the boy to rest. From their hands rose a swirl of magic to bind them together forever. There was more to the story, like the king flying into a rage and trying to kill the boy (resulting in his own death), but what Gracie was focused on was the magic. Injuries to either person were still shared, but greatly lessened by the presence of their other half. The two were said to be perfect soulmates.

It was a fairytale. Nothing more. Gracie, however, was convinced that Tessa and the princess were the same. Soulmates didn't exist, though. Whatever was wrong with her was definitely a curse.

Rumors spread through Hogwarts like Fiendfyre when, only a week into term, Tessa's eyes changed color. The rumors about Vance had been bad enough; now the whole student body thought her mad as well. Her headache and hunger made her irritable; she earned the honor of first detention for the new Slytherins. Professor Snape was not sympathetic when she explained her curse - but Professor Dumbledore was. Apparently, her parents hadn't informed the school of anything. He asked her what happened without judgement. Tessa explained what she knew, which wasn't much, and when she brought up Gracie's foolish theory, the Headmaster gained a pensive look in his eyes.

"I would not discredit the idea," he said, but didn't elaborate why she asked why.

The gossip died down when nothing else happened, and Tessa spent most of her first year ignoring her monthly flare-ups. She and Gracie found traces of the Vaults their brother had gone missing for. They found danger lurking in plain sight. She made friends who cared for her. The headaches were worse some months than others, and she'd ended up in the Hospital Wing twice. When Gracie was cursed, Tessa found that she could no longer complain.

Home wasn't safe after that. Their brother gone, their parents raving, and the both of them cursed... they didn't leave their rooms often.

"I still don't think you're cursed," Gracie said one night, the both of them lying together in her bed. Her newly poisonous green eyes caught the candlelight.

Tessa shook her head. "We're cursed, Gracie. Must be from all the inbreeding."

Gracie snickered. "Don't let Mother hear you say that."

"I'd rather be cursed than not," Tessa said quietly. "If I'm cursed, you're not alone."

"You're not cursed and I would never want you to be," Gracie said sternly. "I got lucky. I'm not dead or in pain."

"Mine causes pain," Tessa pointed out.

Gracie only shook her head. "Someone's out there waiting for you. I know it."

Being allowed to return to Hogwarts was relieving enough that Tessa didn't care about the neverending rumors about her family anymore. At Hogwarts, eventually, something else interesting would pop up and she could blend right back into the crowd. Luckily she only had to wait a month.

Tessa's eyes turned blue, and the next day there was a rumor that a girl had been attacked by a werewolf. Being more exhausted than normal - and with strange phantom aches all over - Tessa didn't investigate, instead sending Gracie and Rowan.

"Don't you think you should be in the Hospital Wing?" Liz asked nervously, perched carefully at the foot of Tessa's bed. "This is new, isn't it?"

"Ugh, yeah. Guess it's finally getting worse."

Liz bit her lip. "I don't think I can carry you."

"It's fine," Tessa said, though when she sat up she wanted to cry. "I can walk."

"You can lean on me," Liz offered.

Madam Pomfrey didn't know what to do for her, other than give her a potion for the pain and offer to Floo St. Mungos, which Tessa turned down. The potion seemed to help more than normal. They didn't typically kick in instantly, but Tessa certainly was not going to complain.

Liz stayed with her, and they spoke about anything other than what was happening: classes, Hagrid's newest creature that was probably supposed to be a secret, if they'd been that annoying as first years (definitely not). There was only one other patient in the Hospital Wing, a Hufflepuff that Tessa was pretty sure was in their year but couldn't name. She thought the girl might have been shy, or anxious. Tessa had never spoken a word to her.

Whatever had happened to her had been awful, Tessa thought. The poor girl was unconscious the whole time they were there, dirty and coated in scrapes - she thought that maybe this was the werewolf victim, but Gracie and Rowan said that the victim was a Gryffindor named Pippa. They also said she wasn't attacked by a werewolf; she wouldn't be alive to tell the tale if she was.

The Hufflepuff girl awoke shortly before dinner, which Tessa was free to go to according to Madam Pomfrey if and only if she returned straight after. Her curse was barely even bothering her anymore, so she didn't see why she had to come back, especially with the nurse so focused on whatever had happened to the Hufflepuff.

"You don't have to come back with me," Tessa told Liz. "She's probably going to make me stay overnight."

"I can at least walk you there?" Liz tried. Truthfully, Liz was more worried about the curse than Tessa.

"You don't have to."

"You should come back to the Common Room with us," Rowan said. "You're good at creature stuff; you can help us figure out what else might have been in the forest."

Liz didn't seem happy, but agreed anyway.

The time spent sitting up had made her feel worse. Tessa sagged back into her bed, hoping that she'd be given another dose of pain relieving potion before she'd be expected to sleep.

Another month passed. Pippa was proven a liar, having not even been attacked at all, much less by a werewolf. The story did have a hole in it, though: there had been silver fur stuck to Pippa's sleeve - probably got there when it snagged on a branch - but if she'd seen a hippogriff, there should have been feathers, not fur. Liz confirmed that nothing living in the forest had silver fur, so where had it come from? It made Tessa wonder if it had anything to do with what had happened to the Hufflepuff.

Chiara Lobosca. Tessa had made sure to find out her name.

Tessa's eyes turned blue, then green, and the pain was as bad as the previous month. The Hospital Wing had been more crowded this time, which didn't help her headache, thank you, but interestingly there had been someone whose curtains were drawn.

Another month. Tessa's eyes turned blue, and there were rumors that a strange man was wandering the castle grounds. Her headache wasn't too bad this time around, so when Gracie wanted to investigate, Tessa was right there with her sneaking around. The man had clearly seen better days, but he didn't seem like a threat. A grey wolf puppy followed at his heels as he made his way to an unused side door of the castle to lean against the wall. Odd, but nothing noteworthy.

That was when Chiara came out of that unused door to hand the man some sort of potion.

Gracie had never been known for her self control. The man almost found himself hexed to bits, but Chiara frantically explained that he was a friend, and she was just doing him a favor. And then, understandably, she asked Gracie to leave - but confusingly, she asked Tessa to stay.

"It's fine," Tessa said, nudging her still suspicious sister.

With Gracie gone, Chiara revealed everything. There had been a werewolf in the woods the night Pippa was attacked: her. It was why she'd been in such rough condition in the Hospital wing. At that, the man - Remus Lupin - cut her explanation off.

"You shouldn't have been hurt," he told Chiara. "Not if you've been taking your potions."

"Potions?" Tessa asked, feeling wildly out of her element.

Lupin kept his eyes on Chiara as he explained, "Wolfsbane. A werewolf drinks it every night the week leading up to the full moon, and when they transform, they're able to keep their mind with them. Without it, the wolf takes complete control. That's why we're dangerous."

Right, because he was a werewolf too. Two werewolves. Sometimes Tessa just could not believe her life.

"You told me these were spare potions," Lupin said in the same tone a parent might use on a child who lied about the broken lamp.

Chiara sighed. "They're mine."

"Why would you give away your potions?" he asked. "You've been letting yourself be hurt, and put the school in danger."

"I wanted to help you," Chiara said. "I'm being given potions for free every month by the school, and with the Aconite shortage, you can't get any. I wanted you to have peaceful moons for once."

Lupin smiled, but he was visibly sad. "That's remarkably kind of you, Chiara, but I can't allow you to keep this up. You're a student; you need them more than me, especially if you aren't being restrained."

"But what will you do?" Tessa asked. "If you can't get potions - "

"I've managed this long," Lupin said firmly. "I'll find a solution somewhere else. There are far worse things to lose than control."

"You're leaving?" Chiara asked.

"It's for the best."

"But - "

Lupin shook his head. "I'm grateful for the past few months, but this can't go on any longer. I'll be okay."

"When I invent a better method," Chiara said, determined, "I'll contact you first."

"I have no doubt you will," Lupin said.

Tessa wasn't sure why Chiara had asked her to stay with them. She felt as though she was intruding on something personal. There was clearly more to the story that neither of them were saying, something that had connected them deeply in such a short amount of time. It could just be the werewolf thing, but Lupin seemed so lonely, and Chiara had never made any friends that Tessa knew of. Perhaps that was it.

"Tessa?"

She snapped back to attention. "Yes?"

"May I speak with you for a moment?" Lupin asked. "I'll say a proper goodbye after," he added as Chiara opened her mouth to say something.

When he explained it, it all made sense. Of course St. Mungos had no record of patients like her. Those that knew what it meant were too afraid to admit it.

There are worse things to lose than control. Tessa thought that she understood why Lupin was so lonely, now, and it made her want to cry, but there was something more important to focus on.

When she found Chiara at sunset, Tessa wasn't scared.

"What are you doing out here?" Chiara demanded. "You have to leave!"

Tessa shook her head. "I'm staying with you."

"I'm not on Wolfsbane, Tessa, I'll kill you!" Chiara exclaimed, backing away toward the forest and glancing up at the darkening sky. "Go inside!"

Instead of answering, Tessa reached out to grab Chiara's hand.

Chiara tried to jerk back, but Tessa gripped harder, not letting her run. It was just like in the fairytale. Beautiful swirls of red magic rose from their joined hands to wrap around them both. Tessa could feel it in her lungs, her heart, even her stomach. It settled deep inside her own magic as if it was meant to be there all along. Within only a few heartbeats the swirls faded, and Chiara's gaze slipped to their joined hands.

"You won't hurt me," Tessa told her, headache nowhere to be found. "I can make the pain go away."

Chiara believed her, and when the wolf came out, silver and menacing, it led her into the forest, snarling but docile.

Morning rose, and Tessa was in no pain as she carried Chiara inside.

#hogwarts mystery #hphmshipweek24 #tessa chiva #chiara lobosca #tiara #my writing #guest appearances from:#gracie chiva #liz tuttle #remus lupin #rowan khanna #I looked up when the full moons were in the 80s for this lmao #credit to my mother for the eye change idea because I couldn't come up with a good indicator #yes this is implying that remus and sirius are soulmates. because they are.

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