#ron weasley cameo

[whinlatter]

That’s how she feels, early Monday, third week of September 1998, listening to a little Muggle man murmur to her on the airwaves: at sea. Like there’s a great wave brewing, swelling on the horizon. It’s not yet broken, but the threat is there – like, soon, it’ll crash against the seashore, rise up, swallow the harbour whole.

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[cuffmeinblack]

My brain is just two gingers constantly rotating around and trying to suppress the urge to scream about them (and mostly failing miserably)

[jamesirius]

“Don’t worry, Harry,” she said, patting his arm as she walked by him. “You have many other talents that don’t include tea-making.” Ron was sliding bacon onto his own pan and must have missed the way Harry’s eyes followed her around the kitchen. Ginny hopped up onto the counter where they had been rolling out dough and making batter, swinging her legs. “Like what?” asked Harry. “Like needing constant validation,” said Ginny. Ron chuckled. Harry made a face at her.

Ginny is not totally looking forward to a Christmas spent at home with all her relatives asking her why she's the only unmarried Weasley child. Ron suggests she bring Harry as her fake boyfriend. There are a million ways this could go wrong.

Featuring happily married Ron and Hermione, lots of Weasley babies, the family curse to only have boys, Cedrella Black meddling in her granddaughter's love life, and endless amounts of sugar, mistletoe, and other Christmas shenanigans.

We are finally at the climax of this fic so I thought I should start doing notes again, in case anyone is reading these in addition to the actual fic. Chapter eight was one of my absolute favorites to write, not in the least because I finally got to write the Gryffindor kids, whom I love dearly. After all, there's nothing more fun than throwing a wrench into things by bringing in some outside characters, right?

Hopefully the cameos were enjoyable - I'm a big fan of all the Gryffindor kids in and around Harry's year, so some of them were just for fun, and some were to serve a bigger purpose. Seamus - I just love him. Katie and Oliver - there to offer a different, Quidditch-focused insight into Ginny's future, to contrast with the marriage-and-babies she gets on all sides back at the Burrow. Part of the fun of this chapter was taking Harry and Ginny out of that cozy bubble where they're surrounded by Weasleys who all love them together and stick them in a party where they have to socialize with people who know them really well and also aren't quite as invested in them being happily married forever, unlike the Weasley cousins and aunts and in-laws. Dean - obviously there for a reason, and mostly because I love playing off canon Harry's utterly stupid, spiteful jealousy of him (do you ever think about how canon Harry doesn't even consider that Ginny might actively choose Dean over him? He's just annoyed that Dean got there first) and also I love Dean. Lavender - there to offer Ginny an experience at female friendship that's completely separate from the family love she gets from her sisters-in-law, who are also all generally a bit less dramatic than Lavender and would not encourage Ginny in being mad at Harry. But someone has to, right? Lee - just there because I love him.

I feel a bit bad for not giving the Ravenclaw exes (Michael and Cho) a fair shake here - but let's remember that canonically, Michael ran off to snog Cho about two seconds after Ginny dumped him for being a sore loser. The comment she makes to Dean here is because the same thing happened here. So, you know, the rivalry both predates and goes beyond Harry's presence here, although he certainly doesn't help matters. To be fair to Cho, I think she - like in canon - is struggling with something and latching onto Harry in an effort to help (In my head this is a complicated on-off relationship with Cedric Diggory) but obviously there's not a lot of room to explore her emotional interiority in a Ginny POV.

Speaking of cameos, I really wanted to bring Violet Potter in - in my head, she and Ginny are actually closer friends than Harry perhaps realizes, both being little sisters to the dynamic duo of Harry and Ron, and paired together by virtue of being left out by the boys in childhood - but bringing her in undercut the tension in the climax here so I regrettably had to cut her scene. But she, unlike her brother, had a very nice and relaxing Christmas holiday with her very real boyfriend, so I think she wins.

As for our main hero himself... he's sending some mixed messages, isn't he? Possibly not his finest hour here, but he is pretty drunk. And also not great at controlling himself around Ginny when she's in a pretty dress. Sidenote because I'm bad at including overly detailed clothing descriptions but this is what I imagine Ginny's dress to look like so you can imagine that he went a little crazy seeing her kiss Dean in that. Also he's very lucky Dean is a gentleman and didn't actually touch her to brush glitter off her lol.

Lots of glitter and sparkle and tinsel for Ginny in this chapter; I really wanted it to feel bright and sexy at the party and then take her out of that sparkly environment and into the cold snow where she's forced to confront her staggeringly deep feelings for Harry. And out there, she's stuck watching teenage girls in their sparkly skirts while she gets to feel miserable about how much she likes him and how confused she is by everything he's done. Fun times all around. I enjoyed writing them at any rate, I hope you also enjoyed reading them. I am always open to chatting if you want to leave an ask here or a comment there!

[ravenflorals]

Hi Jackie! I saw that you are into Dramione and they are my favorite ship. I would like to request a fluffy Dramione drabble to the song “Never Stop” by Safetysuit, if I may :) I believe it was intended to be a wedding song (do with that what you will). Thank you very much if you choose to do this!

Never Stop

rating: teen & up

word count: 800 words

pairing: draco malfoy / hermione granger , backgroung harry potter / ginny weasley

characters: Draco Malfoy, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley ( more a cameo ) , Theodore Nott ( also a cameo )

excerpt: He loved his wife. Did when they started dating, did during the official courting, and did now. “You’re nonstop , witch. The press can wait.” He says, holding tightly to her frame. “To be truthful you get my heart racing.” He says and can feel his heart practically pounding in his chest. Her head rests against his chest as they stand there. Her back against him. One day they’ll be fifty and telling these stories, they’ll be seventy still learning little things about one another, and they’ll be ninety and turning gray. Holding onto one another with the memories they carried.

authors note: Hi lovely! Thank you so much for the ask — I LOVED the song choice it made writing this easy and fun. Thank you for the request!!

Gray eyes examine the sight before him. His curly haired bride stands between her two best friends, smiling for the press who decided to come. Despite his mother telling him not to let it get to his head. He overthinks the headlines that are due to come. “DISGRACED PUREBLOOD MARRIES MUGGLEBORN HEROINE. HOW DID HE TRAP HER?” the kinds of articles people would skip to page eight for but still not know the whole truth. The truth if anything. She trapped him. Trapped him in body, in spirit, and in mind. In every single way he belonged to her just as she belonged to him.

Ron —— who admittedly had grown on him since Hogwarts put bunny ears behind Hermione in a “funny photo.” And all Draco can think is what would have happened if he wasn’t an arse and got to know the trio. Would the war have raged as long as it did? Would he have been able to ask Granger to the Yule Ball instead of staring at her the whole night? Would he have gotten something right? As these thoughts roar he hears the sound of his wife . His witch. Laughing. His eyes are on her as Theo nudges him

“Go and get her tiger.” The combination of the words from his friend and the sight of Hermione being bright, vibrant, warm. Made him want nothing more than to be by her side. No matter what the press or news would say. What he knew was his amortentia smelt like her in sixth year. In the eighth year he danced around his feelings for her. Two years later he met her parents, post obliviation –—— and sincerely trying their best to relearn their child. He knew that when she proposed she said yes, and now he stood with his wedding band on her finger.

She wore virgin white, which was ironic with the things they’d done. And truly looked like every single blessing in the world. “Sorry to intrude Weasley. Can I borrow my wife?” He asks, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. Hermione raises her head, looking at Draco with complete wonder. He hoped to never lose that glance from her. Once Ron leaves, the newly wedded husband keeps his arm around his wife. “Usually the bride and groom keep together in these events.” He says pressing a kiss into Hermione’s hair.

“Sorry. You know how press gets regarding any of us.” She says in a ramble “they wanted to hear about the cases we were working on. And the death eater tri—.” His lips are on hers. It’s soft but stern. When he pulls away, a light sigh escapes parted lips.

He loved his wife. Did when they started dating, did during the official courting, and did now. “You’re nonstop , witch. The press can wait.” He says, holding tightly to her frame. “To be truthful you get my heart racing.” He says and can feel his heart practically pounding in his chest. Her head rests against his chest as they stand there. Her back against him. One day they’ll be fifty and telling these stories, they’ll be seventy still learning little things about one another, and they’ll be ninety and turning gray. Holding onto one another with the memories they carried.

A song ——— distinctly muggle and soft. The kind of music he wouldn’t have ever found on his own but one Hermione loved. “You remembered?” She asked as he dragged her onto the center of the dance floor. Other couples hung around. You had Harry who danced with a very pregnant Ginny, Ron who spun Pansy with no effort across the floor. Theo who flirted with a bartender … and finally Hermione’s parents who watched. Standing alongside his mother who had never looked prouder.

Growing up he had been worried about a legacy. About something he could pass onto his future family. Sixth year came and with it came the tasks. The ones that still hung in the back of his mind as he wondered what could’ve been. Forced to become the man of the house while the dark lord became a roommate. If he had told someone, like he should’ve he wouldn’t have carried the guilt he did now. The guilt considering the markings on his brides arm, but as they dance. As he looks around the room. This was his legacy. The fact he had grown. The ways he had grown.

In his life he had grown based on choices. The choice to either do the right thing —— or the wrong thing. And for years he had chosen the wrong thing. Now though we his arm rests on his witch. He knows maybe he got a few things right. “I love you.” He tells her, and she smiles brightly

“And I love you.”

[dhr-ao3]

of gentlemen and periwinkle gowns

of gentlemen and periwinkle gowns https://ift.tt/mesiS89 by ravenflorals Right now he watched The Countess stride across the room. Any thoughts about being a gentleman were thrown out the window. A gentleman did not think about pulling her to the hallway and shagging her senseless against a wall. A gentleman didn’t think about the noises that slipped her pretty pink lips during their last meeting. Yet the way she stood, giggling with one of the many possible suitors made him lean over the edge and anticipate the time he’d finally get to pull her aside. And a gentleman definitely didn't think about missing the ball his mother was throwing for her birthday. Missing an important occasion to pound into his childhood nemesis upstairs in a guest room. His own living quarters were on the other end of the home.  He quite frankly, didn't think he'd make it to there. Countess Granger had to be wearing that color on purpose. Prior it had been a simple periwinkle gown, this time the same shade of periwinkle took the form of flowers across an ivory gown. She looked absolutely sinful like every single one of his bad intentions came to life. Matched with the periwinkle gloves covering her dainty fingers. The same fingers that had grasped around him as his greedy fingers played at her. Words: 5643, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 1 of Highlands , 1819 Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/M, Multi Characters: Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, Theodore Nott, Ron Weasley, Blaise Zabini Relationships: Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy, Theodore Nott/Ron Weasley Additional Tags: most appearances are cameos, Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE, Alternate Universe - Regency, Balls and Galas, excessive use of "princess", Rough Kissing, Cunnilingus, Vaginal Fingering, Mirror Sex, Sneaking Around, Post-Hogwarts, Breeding Kink, Draco Malfoy Has a Breeding Kink, Enemies to Lovers, countess hermione, I Wrote This Instead of Sleeping, Pure Smut, Fluff and Smut, tags aren't in order, Jealous Draco Malfoy, Possessive Behavior, lack of beta, Mentioned loss of virginity via AO3 works tagged 'Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy' https://ift.tt/3UrC7up July 15, 2024 at 10:53PM

[just-antithings]

Not really an anti thing per se, but something I feel the need to vent about:

One of the reasons I feel so conflicted on the Harry Potter thing is not only my concerns about continuing to give Rowling a platform, but also just, unpopular opinion, I… kinda think the fandom can be almost as performative as the haters?

I KNOW HOW THAT SOUNDS BUT HEAR ME OUT!

First off: they’re always going on about how "oh, we’re making ALL the hp characters trans to piss off the TERF!" and then you look at the fics and art and stuff and it’s like, at least 80-90% is just the same cookie cutter "Draco and Harry are gay trans men who make out 24/7 and there's some trans gay WolfStar in the background too, I guess, and also maybe black trans Hermione can have a cameo at some point as a treat, but who cares because it’s Drarryin' Time! *proceeds to Drarry all over AO3*" fics.

Like… why is it that after Rowling announced her status as a card-carrying fascist, "all the hp characters" suddenly became just Harry, Draco, Remus, Sirius and maybe Hermione if you're lucky? ESPECIALLY considering the fact that I know from experience that the fandom used to have way more diversity headcanons than this?

What about Ron "angsty because his mom wanted a daughter" Weasley? Or Neville and Hannah, who never had children (clearly, one of them is trans! Or maybe both are trans AND ace! Two groups Rowling hates for the price of one!)? Where are the Trans Dean/Seamus and Trans Lavender/Parvati fics? Trans Luna??? One of Bill and Fleur's kids being the first known male Veela hybrid in the series (literally a fuckin' goldmine of gender possibilities)???? What about fuckin' Nymphadora "gender nonconforming shapeshifter who hates her traditionally feminine name" Tonks (if ANY character would’ve been made trans or enby to spite Rowling, I’d have thought Tonks and her son Teddy would be the FIRST choices)???? EBONY DEMENTIA DARKNESS RAVEN WAY (objectively the BEST Harry Potter character)??!!!????

Part of me suspects that this is at least partly because these characters aren’t "popular" and therefore won't get the same attention as the Drarry "rivals to lovers" vibe and the All The Young Dudes spin-offs, but I can’t be fully sure of that.

And like… a lot of times it looks like their activism just, begins and ends with fandom activity? A lot of the same questions levied at HP haters ("are you supporting and/or donating to pro-trans causes?" "Are you making an effort to understand WHY TERF ideology is bad?" etc., all 100% valid questions) can also be levied against fans who make their headcanons and shipping the main source of their activism.

I’m not saying that NO hp fans are doing actual activism, I’ve seen a few examples, but it feels to me at least like the majority are not. It just seems they think shipping Harry and Draco whilst transing them to pretend it makes the TERF seethe (when really she probably doesn’t even know your fanfic exists) is a substitute for activism, just as HP haters think hating the series and patting themselves on the back for not reading it when they were twelve is a substitute for activism.

I guess the bright side is that at least the Drarry shippers aren’t harassing people? There are testimonies from trans people about hp fans harassing them, but the majority of those fans obviously wouldn’t also be writing trans Drarry fics so ehh?

Idk, like I said I’m conflicted and I need to vent. I’ve been holding this vent in for a while now.

I guess my thesis statement here is: HP fandom, if y'all really want to "diversify Harry Potter to spite the TERF", then please for the love of Glaux ADD MORE CHARACTERS AND IDENTITIES TO YOUR HEADCANON ROSTER.

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[duender-writes]

Sillage

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M, Gen, M/M

Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Relationships: Harry Potter/Tom Riddle, Hermione Granger & Harry Potter & Ron Weasley

Characters: Harry Potter, Tom Riddle | Voldemort, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Neville Longbottom, Draco Malfoy, Severus Snape, Background & Cameo Characters

Additional Tags: Harry Potter & Tom Riddle Attend Hogwarts Together, Alternate Universe, James Potter & Lily Evans Potter Live. Fluff and Humor, Mentioned Secret Magic, Tom Riddle is Not Voldemort

Language: English

New fic new fic!! I've got a short snippet to help you decide whether you want to read it.

Harry dropped his bag and his body on the chair next to Hermione as quietly as he could. Judging by her annoyed side glance, he wasn’t very successful. Before he could speak in his defence, however, a roll of parchment appeared in front of him - the essay for Transfiguration that he had asked his best friend to look over for him while he was at Quidditch practice. The red marks and scratches told him that Hermione had been very thorough in her critique.

Harry sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "Thanks, Mione," he muttered, already resigned to spending the rest of the evening working on his essay.

Hermione didn’t look up from the notes she was scribbling from a dusty, leathery textbook that was probably from the Restricted Section, but she did wave her left hand to slide a few books his way. “Don’t worry, you only have to rewrite the bits on Element Transfiguration, the rest of it is just grammatical errors and spelling mistakes.”

Harry grinned and pecked her cheek in thanks before pushing up the sleeves of his shirt, having not bothered with robes after his shower, and set to work on a fresh roll of parchment.

Well, he tried to.

Harry prided himself on having a strong sense of smell, probably an acquired skill from his dogfather, Sirius Black, and Remus Lupin, two of his dad’s closest friends. The dog animagus and werewolf had probably passed on their noses to Harry through osmosis, considering how much time they had spent around Harry. (A lot. The answer was a lot.)

That strong sense of smell was picking up something that seemed a little out of place. The smell of ink, parchment and old leather surrounded him, and he could pick out rosemary and a tint of chocolate and strawberry from Hermione’s perfume.

But under all those, there was a lingering scent of something darker than the witch’s light, bright spritz. Something muskier and bloodier, something that smelled a little forbidden, something that smelled a lot like…. 

“Hanging out with Riddle, then?” Harry asked in faux casualness, leaning back in his seat.

Hermione glanced over, raising her eyebrow. “Well, he is Head Boy.” At Harry’s unimpressed stare, she turned back to her essay and continued, “We were working on a thing requested by the Headmaster, I can’t talk about it yet.” She was about to continue working when - “How did you even know Riddle was here? He left ages before you got here."

Harry stiffened. He hadn’t thought that far. 

“W-well, I uh- I saw him leave the library a while ago. And since no other tables in the back are empty, well, I assumed he was sitting with you?”

“And anyways!” He continued, voice a bit too high. “You always seem to be working with Riddle when Ron and I aren’t there, which, by the way, is very rude of you, consorting with your best friend’s rival. And aren’t you both competing for valedictorian?”

Hermione sighed and continued scribbling on a piece of parchment that was far too long to be the mere four feet required by Snape, as unaffected by the conversation as Harry was affected. “And yet, we both understand the need for quiet study partners who aren’t constantly badgering us. Besides, I just explained, Harry, we are working on a project together. Why are you so worked up about this?”

“I’m not! I just, I want to make sure he doesn’t do anything to you.”

Hermione looked unconvinced, but her need to finish her essays at least three days before time won over her curiosity.

Harry wasn’t fooled by her indifference, though. He knew he was going to be interrogated the second they were back in the common room and Ron reappeared from his rendezvous with Lavender Brown.

[ao3feed-scorbus]

The Darkness in the Light

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by Asexual_Enjolras

Albus Severus Potter had just started his Seventh Year at Hogwarts and things were going well, until he received the worst news of his life: Harry Potter has been killed in a Ministry raid by someone linked to Delphi. At hearing this, Albus isolates himself away from his family and tries to work his way through his guilt and shame, feeling responsible for his death. With the help of Scorpius, Albus learns that the death of a loved one can help you learn everything you need to know about life.

Or, Albus struggles to come to terms with his father's death, and Scorpius does his best to support his boyfriend through the seven stages of grief.

Words: 4105, Chapters: 1/7, Language: English

Fandoms: Harry Potter and the Cursed Child - Thorne & Rowling, Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Major Character Death

Categories: Gen, M/M

Characters: Scorpius Malfoy, Albus Severus Potter, Harry Potter, Ginny Weasley, Draco Malfoy, James Sirius Potter, Lily Luna Potter, Neville Longbottom, Rose Weasley, Hugo Weasley, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Teddy Lupin (mentioned), Delphi (Harry Potter), Moaning Myrtle, Minerva McGonagall, Astoria Greengrass (mentioned), Background & Cameo Characters

Relationships: Scorpius Malfoy/Albus Severus Potter, Harry Potter/Ginny Weasley, Albus Severus Potter & Harry Potter, James Sirius Potter/Alice Longbottom Jr. (mentioned), Albus Severus Potter & James Sirius Potter, Draco Malfoy & Scorpius Malfoy, Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley

Additional Tags: Established Scorpius Malfoy/Albus Severus Potter, Character Death, Harry Potter Next Generation, Harry Potter Dies, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Death, Grief/Mourning, Hogwarts Seventh Year, Autistic Scorpius Malfoy, Hurt Albus Severus Potter, Albus Severus Potter Needs a Hug, Family, Survivor Guilt, Guilt, Resurrection Stone (Harry Potter), Mirror of Erised (Harry Potter), Hogwarts, Post-Harry Potter and the Cursed Child, Harry Potter and the Cursed Child Compliant, Loss of Parent(s), Slytherin Albus Severus Potter, Slytherin Scorpius Malfoy, Young Love, Depression, Bullying, Professor Neville Longbottom, Auror Harry Potter, Head Auror Harry Potter, Ministry of Magic (Harry Potter), Godric's Hollow (Harry Potter), Angst and Tragedy, Murder, Soulmates, Hogwarts Prefects' Bathroom, Post-Canon, Canon Gay Relationship, Memories, Family Loss, Brother-Sister Relationships, Protective Siblings, Night Terrors, Astoria Greengrass's Blood Curse | Blood Malediction, Seven Stages of Grief, Malfoy Manor (Harry Potter), Harry Potter is Not the Boy-Who-Lived, because he is dead

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[tedwardremus]

Having 7 Weasley children who are all intelligent and experts in different fields of magic but not being used for the Horcrux hunt was such wasted potential, in my opinion.

While Hermione and Harry shout about what to do and the very vague plan Dumbledore left them Ron, Hogwarts Chess Champion for 6 years running, starts developing a plan.

Need to infiltrate the ministry? Percy is there to help! Bureaucrats, save the day! Let's have a contrast of good vs bad government.

Need to learn about destroying objects that are storing a Horcrux? Sure, Bill doesn't know what horcruxes are but I bet he will have solid advice. Learn some more ancient magic lore!

Need to stock up on defensive items? Time to visit Fred and George, who have turned WWW into a private magical defense manufacture.

Get caught by snatchers? Charlie is here to rescue you via the underground freedom flight, the order set up to smuggle muggle-born and political prisoners out of Britain (also a cameo from Viktor Krum and Oliver Wood)

Charlie "he could have made the English National Team straight out of Hogwarts" Weasley being absent from the Advanced Guard and the Battle of the 7 Potters will never not make sense to me.

[whinlatter]

‘I just think you tell people exactly as much as you want them to know. You’re a good liar. If you’ve got secrets, I’m sure you’ll be able to keep them. Maybe it’s a power thing you do, I don’t know. I don’t know where it comes from. As you say, I don’t know you that well. Or maybe you only pick people who don’t ask.’ 

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[straightouttaneptune]

Opposites attract

Pairing: Hermione Granger x Slytherin!Reader, Platonic!Blaise Zabini x reader, Draco Malfoy x Pansy Parkinson, Platonic!Draco Malfoy x reader (The reader is race-neutral!)

Warning: I think there’s a couple swear words, uhh if you’re in love with Draco you probably shouldn’t read this, there is not a single sentence in this fic where Draco and Y/N are any more than friends. Actually, Y/N will commit an act of violence against him. (Don’t do this to your friends)

Summary: Blaise notices that his best friend, Y/N is different the second he sees her again after Summer break. You are a full-fledged pure-blood Slytherin, but during Summer, you got your heart stolen by a certain muggle-born Gryffindor.

A/N: I am OBSESSED with Gryffindor x Slytherin trope, I’m so sorry I will write a reader who’s in Hufflepuff soon! Also, I love Blaise Zabini? He deserves love :/ He a true King in this fic. Oh and Y/N & Hermione are a power couple who eat men ok cool happy reading!!

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It was a quiet evening in the Slytherin common room. The white noise of the light rain present, but none of you could see, for the Slytherins belonged in the dungeons.

You had your head rested on the lap of Blaise Zabini, your best friend, and your legs over the lap of Draco Malfoy. You wouldn’t say he was your best friend, per se- you didn’t always like how he acted. You thought of him more like a brother, in a way. An annoying brother, no less.

But while your friends engaged in some deep conversation about whatever they talked about, your mind was elsewhere. Since last week, you’ve been lost in the curious world of a strange muggle book titled “pride and prejudice”. You picked the damned book up every time you had some spare time.

“What’s this then? Never seen it before.” You recall 2 weeks ago, laying by the old oak tree of the city park, the bushy leaves shielding you from the blinding sunlight.

“You’ve never seen a book before?” She teases, playful laughter filling the crisp summer air.

“You know what I mean! C’mon, read to me.” You look up at her, sitting down with her back pressed against the tree. Her face was covered with the red cover of the book, but you could swear that what you were seeing deserved to be drawn on canvas and presented in museums. Her golden curls looked as if they were lighting up under the sun, her soft yet strong hands curling around the spine of the book.

“It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife-”

Blaise also had a book opened in his hand, but he was not reading- he was listening in on Draco and Pansy’s conversation. Also glancing down and seeing you smile to yourself, for whatever reason. It could have been the book, but he doubted it.

And even though this was the first day back to Hogwarts, he knew that you were very different from who you were when he waved goodbye to you before summer break.

First of all, you never read muggle books. You were the eldest child of one of the most pure bloodlines to exist. Your family were very close with the Malfoys, the Blacks, and obviously the Dark Lord. Anyone would expect you to grow up hating muggles, and... in all honesty, Blaise thought you did.

But then why didn’t you say anything few hours earlier when Granger bumped into you on the train? A witty quip about her blood, perhaps? But nothing. And why in the world did you have a Jane Austen story in your hand?

Despite the multiple questions looming over his head, Blaise had a theory. So now, he wanted to see. Test you, on how you’d react to another one of Draco’s degrading talks about “muggles” you recently seemed to take an interest to.

“God, those mud-bloods infuriate me. And what’s Dumbledore thinking, opening a class of ‘Muggle Studies?’ What a pathetic excuse for a school.” Draco said quite loudly for the whole common room to hear, looking behind him and at first-year Slytherins as if to get them to agree with him. They nod out of fear, but Blaise can see it’s poisoning their unbiased minds already.

Great. More racism. He’s never been a big fan of it.

Just when Blaise turned back around to pretend to stare at his book once more, you quickly stood up from your place in his lap, and smacked your hard-covered book over Draco’s head. The first years jump and gasp from utter and complete shock.

...Ouch. Blaise doesn’t know if he should be happy he was right about something being up with you, or stop you from killing Malfoy.

“What in the- What is your problem, Y/L/N??!” Draco stands up too and glares at you in an accusatory manner, hand flying up to the back of his head. His tall figure looms over your head, his eyes burning with confusion and rage. But you’re not afraid. Quite the opposite.

“Don’t you dare talk about muggles like that ever again, Draco. You know I’ve never liked it when you used that word.” You point your halfway closed book into his chest, the corner digging into his neatly ironed shirt.

“What? You’ve never hit me over something as little as this? What’s wrong with you, Y/L/N?” Draco questions loudly, the irritation in his voice evident. Pansy stands up as well, linking her arms with the Blond, and glaring at you up and down.

“You’ve been acting strange all day, Y/N. Blaise, say something!” All three of you looks over to Blaise, who was nonchalantly pretend reading his book, unmoving from his place on the couch.

“What? So Y/N can’t hit Malfoy with a book now? She’s done it before.” He looks up and locks eyes with Pansy, “I don’t give a fuck” written all over his face.

“That’s not the point! Why is she so angry over filthy Mudbloods?” Pansy retorts, but as soon as the last word left her lips, you raised your brows at her warningly.

“Don’t. Use. That. Word. Why does bloodline matter? We all bleed red, for Merlin’s sake!” You huff, whirling around to get yourself out of this godforesaken dungeon. Blaise gives a playful salute and trails closely behind, leaving behind the pure-blooded idiots and follows you towards the Gryffindor common room.

“Will you tell me, though? Y/N, what happened during summer?” Blaise stops you just in front of the portrait of the fat lady, and you’re forced to look at your best friend’s curious expression.

“Promise you won’t laugh?” You sighed, knowing you would have to tell your best friend if he wanted to come with you. He nods sincerely, although there is a twinkle in his eyes that lets you know he’s enjoying this.

“I fell in love with someone. A muggle-born.”You confess, your cheeks burning like a 1,000 degree flame just by admitting that.

“A muggle-born??” Blaise’s brows shot up to his hairline, his brilliantly talented imagination already making up a scene of you getting disowned by your parents.

“Wait...” his gaze glides past you and at something behind you. “Does it happen to be Granger?”

Your eyes grow wide as a plate, and you almost break your neck from how quickly you turned around. Hermione, Harry and Ron stood there, the door to the Gryffindor common room wide open.

“There was a Slytherin alert. Uhm, Fred and George. Not us.” Harry tries to explain, looking over at Ron for some assistance, but he just stays in place. Wether it’s from shock or fear, you couldn’t tell.

“You... fell in love?” Hermione looks directly into your eyes, as if everything that wasn’t you didn’t exist to her. She climbs out of the entryway, taking a few steps over towards you.

“Uh- I did. Over the summer.” Guessing you didn’t have much other choice than to admit it, you stood your ground and focused on her sharp brown eyes you’d come to adore.

“You did.” Hermione repeated, stunned from the looks of it.

“I did.”

“So did I.”

“You did?”

“I did.”

“Oh bloody hell, just admit you love each other and move on.” Ron teased from a few feet behind, comfortable now that he saw who he originally thought was a Slytherin nightmare act so awkward and giddy.

Hermione glared at him threateningly, and so Harry wordlessly pulled him and Blaise into the Gryffindor common room. Before entering, Harry almost forcefully rips off the cloak from Blaise, still skeptical of the Slytherin always hanging around Draco Malfoy.

“Right. Anyways-“

Before you could say anything, Hermione hurriedly pressed her lips against yours, her cheeks tinting rose from a mixture of excitement and embarrassment. She’d never done something like this before. She feels like she can hear her heart beating rapidly in her ears, which can’t be normal, but she thinks it feels right.

You feel like getting wrapped into a cloud of euphoria as she deepens the kiss, your hands finding their place on her cheeks. The book clatters on the crème stone floor, but neither of you pay it any mind. Luckily, not one soul is walking around the halls at this hour, everyone getting settled into each their dorms. But you don’t even think about that, for your mind is filled with her, and only her.

After pulling away, Hermione chuckles at your surprised look, mumbling a little “You’re blushing, Y/N.” Before pulling you into her chest for a hug.

You return the gesture without hesitation, grinning from ear to ear and whispering back, “So are you.”

“Come on, we’ll have butterbeer inside. Take your cloak off and hide the tie. I’ll bring my jacket.” Hermione laughs nervously, and looks back at who she swears is the most beautiful girl in the world. Never had she thought she’d get her heart stolen by a Y/L/N, even in an alternate universe, or in a dream.

But she takes your hand, and pulls you into the common room, as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

[unimportantweirdo]

i have several different types of handwriting up my sleeve now

[siriusly-lucius]

Fred: What if we pull a prank on Hermione?

George: Would you be in?

Ron: No

George: Why?

Ron: Because Hermione scares me

Hermione: *From the house* Ron!!!

Ron: Pray for me

[maialawliet]

Harry Potter Spin-offs?

As much as it's really an awesome idea and I love the universe very much, I think it's much better to leave it at Deathly Hollows with no spin-off or whatsoever. Instead, petition for JK Rowling to write about Ilvermorny and maybe have some Harry Potter characters cameo in it or something. That would be really nice!

[dhr-ao3]

Oh me Ive never

Oh me, I’ve never https://ift.tt/4GRnZb3 by reiltean Hermione regretted asking Professor Malfoy for a book from his personal library. But the essay on blended poisons was due in a few days, and she wanted to consult every source available. She was sitting at her usual spot in the library as she opened Orticula Magistra’s book on antidotes. The first page bore its owner’s signature, written in an elegant and cursive fashion, traced with deep green ink: Draco Malfoy. She lightly traced the capital letters with her fingertips, holding her breath as if the book could hear her sigh. When she flipped through the pages, a thin piece of parchment slipped out, twirled a couple of times in the air and settled on her lap. She hexed herself for not being more careful. What if she displaced an important memo annotated by her Professor? It was so narrow she barely noticed the text inscribed on it. The same ornate handwriting that was inscribed on the first page of the book appeared on that delicate piece of paper. She picked it up as carefully as she was capable of being, as if she was revealing a secret she wasn’t supposed to discover. When she read it, it was the beginning of her end. "Miss Granger, you undress me with your eyes. I wish you did that with your hands". Words: 4078, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: F/M Characters: Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Cormac McLaggen, Other Character Tags to Be Added, Background & Cameo Characters Relationships: Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy Additional Tags: Teacher-Student Relationship, Teacher Draco Malfoy, Student Hermione Granger, Age Difference, Slow Burn, Mutual Pining, Consensual Sex, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, It's gonna be scorching hot I promise via AO3 works tagged 'Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy' https://ift.tt/8g9J5Zm September 17, 2024 at 09:26PM

[randomnerdyfan]

Ok, but do you guys sometimes mix up fandoms in your dreams too and then suddenly there is Sherlock arguing with Tony Stark about some stupid thing Ron Weasley just did or is that just me?

Bonus if the actors have cameos.