#sev | rabastan

[bcrncoldx]

@mischiefxmuses (rabastan lestrange)

Of course he wouldn't even manage to be free from death eaters in this place. It couldn't even be said that Rabastan was a lesser evil... he had always been one of the most devout, one that needed careful watching. "Aren't you supposed to be in azkaban with the rest?" The only way to deal with him would be to go head on, rather than trying to avoid him. Severus knew that would only cause more problems down the road.

[slyther-bi]

I'm back with these!! Yay!!

*I had to make these on another app, the one I originally used wouldn't let me save them on my gallery so I had to remake them all. Luckily I remembered what I wrote so all is good still it was annoying*

[realitybitesyouknowit]

Chapters: 30/30 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Relationships: Harry Potter/Rabastan Lestrange/Igneous Flint, Marcus Flint/Rodolphus Lestrange, Harry Potter/Fenrir Greyback (minor), Harry Potter/Barty Crouch Jr. (Minor) Characters: Harry Potter, Marcus Flint's Father, Marcus Flint, George Weasley, Fred Weasley, Rabastan Lestrange, Rodolphus Lestrange, Lestrange Sr. (Harry Potter), Fenrir Greyback, Bartemius Crouch Jr., Corvus Lestrange V Series: Part 2 of Dark Lullaby Summary:

After the war, Harry is betrayed by the light and locked away into Azkaban. Instead of being left to die, he is rescued by those he had always seen as his enemies. Perhaps it was time to be what the wizarding world was always so scared of him becoming.

[saintsenara]

Potions Master Edition: Slughorn/Snape. Was prodigiously talented Severus a Slug Club favourite, rewriting the textbook in the corner of their get-togethers? Or not, due to him being poorly connected, poorly socialised and well, poor? If not, there’s some delicious resentment baked in there. But Sluggy manages to get Sev to willingly attend a Christmas party! Add a splash of Lily to the cauldron for some extra toxicity.

thank you very much for the ask, anon!

i don't ever imagine that snape was in the slug club. and partially this is for exactly the reasons you describe - slughorn obviously likes those with pretty faces and pretty manners, which snape doesn't have - but it's also because the teenage snape has no interest whatsoever in playing the game when it comes to how class functions in the wizarding world.

slughorn is evidently keen on taking on passion projects from among the group of hogwarts students who are at a disadvantage in a society which assigns such weight to name and lineage - especially if they're male, since it appears both that the trend in the wizarding world is generally for married women not to work and that it is more acceptable for a man to marry a non-pureblood woman and pass down his name than it is for a woman to marry a non-pureblood man. as we know from half-blood prince, he delights in finding little protegés he can use his connections to set up in ministry internships and then manipulate for the rest of their lives on the basis of their dependence on his patronage.

[i.e. dirk cresswell, muggleborn head of the goblin liaison office.]

we see this at play in canon in slughorn's treatment of tom riddle. but, while the teenage voldemort rejects the jobs slughorn tries to arrange for him, he does play the game while at school, simpering politely through slug club meetings and sending slughorn box after box of [presumably stolen] pineapple.

the teen snape has no such interest in doing this. while the teenage riddle we meet in chamber of secrets and half-blood prince has sanded off many of his rougher edges [the eleven-year-old riddle, for example, is written in a way which suggests he has an accent and uses words and expressions which would be understood as working class; the sixteen-year-old version does not], the snape we meet in snape's worst memory is still visibly working-class in his speech and mannerisms, and i can easily imagine this being a source of pride for him [a sort of "fuck these posh cunts who think they're better than me" vibe] while at school, especially in the way it would impact his relationship with james and sirius.

[and also the way that it would impact his relationship with lily, who does play the game. i think you can do something really interesting with snape thinking that going to the slug club, losing her accent, taking james' pureblood name etc. is her "selling out" - never realising that lily both may want to do these things, but also has to, since they're the only way she's going to survive as a muggleborn in the wizarding world.]

slughorn's going to view him as a lost cause.

but could the adult snape and the adult slughorn get together? maybe.

as you say, snape's going to harbour a huge amount of resentment against slughorn, not only for ignoring his genius when he was at school but also for doing literally nothing to prevent his radicalisation. it is impossible to imagine that people like lucius malfoy, rodolphus and rabastan lestrange, barty crouch jr., evan rosier etc. weren't slughorn's favourites - and, of course, we know regulus black was - and slughorn must have had a very good idea why they were taking an interest in someone like snape, he was just too afraid of voldemort [and of admitting to dumbledore that he'd told voldemort about horcruxes] to do anything about it.

but it's also the case that snape must be aware that slughorn has been brought back to hogwarts during half-blood prince so that he too can be a pawn in dumbledore's schemes. i think you could do something deliciously toxic with snape finding himself drawn to slughorn because of a shared sense that they're both being fucked over by dumbledore - and i think this could lead into some excellent hurt/comfort during the year in which snape's headmaster when slughorn, who must remember snape's affection for lily, begins to suspect that all is not what it seems...

but there's another potential snape/slughorn dynamic i think it's worth discussing, which comes with a trigger warning for the topic of the sexual abuse of a student by a teacher and which is under the cut.

in the films, slughorn is played as avuncular and broadly sexless - with the result that his wheeling and dealing comes across as grasping and a bit pitiable, but generally harmless.

the slughorn of the books, in contrast, is straightforwardly creepy.

he is involved in his students' private lives to an extent we see from no other teacher [his interest in harry's relationship with ginny, for example]. he socialises with students in private in ways which are abnormal within the hogwarts context - it's clearly acceptable for students to be alone in teachers' private offices for detention, but much less so for them to be called in for a glass of wine or to offer their teachers presents... he is happy to let his favourites bend the rules, but also to let them know he's doing so [lestrange and avery have clearly been allowed to be quite late with their essays - and to attend a slug club party while they're still outstanding - before slughorn finally puts his foot down]. the way his habit of "collecting" students - and the life-long influence he then goes on to assert over them - is described makes it sound exceptionally sinister, particularly since the text emphasises that many of his favourite students are also very good-looking. and he is famously willing to receive gifts in exchange for... favours.

and it is very striking that slughorn's two favourite pupils - voldemort and lily - have relationships with slughorn which differ in terms of their power dynamics than, for example, slughorn's relationship with someone like harry.

with harry - as, we can assume, with the children of rich, socially prominent, and politically influential families - slughorn is looking to bask in their reflected glow, and receive social cachet for being connected to them ["i can introduce you to harry potter", "well, of course, i know damocles belby terribly well", and so on].

with pupils who lack this social prominence, he is seeking to mould them into creatures who will do his bidding and rely on him for support [voldemort will be minister for magic in a decade "if you keep sending me pineapple"]. these pupils are made dependent on slughorn for their post-hogwarts position in the wizarding world, they are clearly expected to be grateful to him, and they are clearly expected to do things to butter him up which their posher peers are not.

they also lack the social power to risk rejecting him - i think it's very striking in half-blood prince that harry, ron, and ginny find the idea of hermione trapped in slug club meetings funny, without considering that, as a muggleborn woman, hermione needs the connections someone like slughorn can provide her even if she doesn't enjoy what she has to go through in order to make them. the same would be true for lily - at least until she married - and it would be doubly true for voldemort, who is not only presumed to be muggleborn by most people he encounters, but who lacks any sort of family support in the muggle world too.

[and voldemort refusing slughorn's job offers in his seventh year absolutely tanks their relationship - in a way which the horcrux conversation, which takes place when voldemort's in sixth year, does not. i think this is really worth thinking about both when unravelling why slughorn never becomes a death eater and when thinking about why voldemort is at borgin and burkes for a decade and has no political success until he has divorced himself from his old name and old appearance...]

snape - poor, saddled with his muggle father's name, friendless, under the radar of the rest of his teachers [james and sirius evidently get away with bullying him without any really onerous punishment], uncouth, desperate to be recognised for his talents, and so on - is an ominously plausible target to be groomed and abused by a teacher such as slughorn, who could act with impunity [relatively] safe in the knowledge that their social positions [even before we get into the power dynamic inherent between a student and a teacher] mean that snape would never be able to articulate what was happening to him and be believed...

and i talk a lot about how - when we think about how snape was radicalised into becoming a death eater - we need to recognise that voldemort appears to be the first person he ever encounters who offers him a chance at power and status which transcends the limitations of his class background. this dynamic could be made all the more potent if we imagine that voldemort is also the first person to believe him when he talks about being slughorn's victim...

and to promise him that he will offer him a chance for revenge.

[seriousbrat]

do u think severus had any friends outside of lily at hogwarts? people say he was friends with the malfoys but i dont see it at all😭 theyre so much older than him

we know he did! Avery and Mulciber.

Possibly Rosier and Wilkes as well. Though I don't think Sev joined their group until he was older, so Lily was probably his only friend for the first few years of school.

Sirius lists a group of Death Eaters that he claims were in the same little gang as Sev, and he includes Bellatrix and Rodolphus, but that seems unlikely given Bellatrix is so much older. My explanation for this is that Mulciber and Rosier are a year or two above Severus. At one point they could technically have been in Bellatrix's gang since they briefly coincided at Hogwarts, as well as being friends with Rabastan Lestrange who was possibly younger than Bellatrix and Rodolphus, so Sirius just kind of lumped them all together.

It's unlikely that Sev was friends with Lucius or Narcissa at school, Lucius was at least five years above him and likely would not have payed attention to a little half-blood nobody. Whereas the other pureblood kids knew each other outside of school and had automatic inclusion in the club upon arriving at Hogwarts.

[hirukochan]

hiiiii

18, 27, 28, 30, 40, 42, 43, 49

for writer’s ask game (wanted to ask more but i think that’s it for now :d)

wishing both sides of your pillow will stay cool this summer!

Hi there :D <3

18.  If you could collaborate with anyone, who would it be, and what would you write about?

hm, I honestly don't know ._. I'm afraid I'm not a good partner for collaborations. I write in really weird bursts of inspiration and I tend to lose interest as soon as something becomes too tedious. It's why most of my works don't see much editing ( 〃 ．．)

27.  Favourite line/scene

I will take this as a 'favourite thing I've written' because if we where to dive into my favourite stuff from shows/books I'd never shut up (but also it's that one scene in Rings of Power were Adar has been captured and lies down while in shackles ( ’ω’ ))

I am still a huge fan of that scene in chapter 8 of A Servant of Death where Freya goes to a sex club and Snape is there too. I just love the idea xD. Poor mortified Snape but also intrigued enough to stay and watch her :D

28.  Favourite side character

Candy! She is an OC I made for Carrying Atlas. I love the idea of a very bubbly, pink, short and thicc dominatrix. I love even more the picture of her and Snape being friend xD

30.  Favourite idea you haven’t started on yet

I just answered this one here <3

40.  Share some backstory for one of your characters

42.  How do you feel about love triangles?

eh.

If it's a proper triangle and not a love corner I love them. I think we need more poly-relationships in fics. Some healthy throuples :D Like Sev/Freya/Barty :D or Sev/Lucius/Narcissa.

Love corners aren't my thing. They feel like cheap drama. Unless it's Rodolphus/Bellatrix/Rabastan, or generally two brother who are both with the same girl.

Other than that, just make a fucking choice girl (or boy) and stop making those poor lads (or girls) suffer!

43.  What do you do if/when characters don’t follow the outline?

no, kidding xD

My characters basically never do what they are supposed to. I actually quite enjoy it. I just start writing and see where the story takes me, which, most of the time, means a huge 200k+ words long fic :D

49.  Which character would you most want to be friends with, if they were real?

Snape! We'd be Snesties :D

At first he would hate me but I'd slowly worm my way into his life and he'd never admit it but eventually he'd like me too. We have a lot in common! And I'd let him info dump about potions as much as he wants.

[fiendishfyre]

ship you want to write for but have not yet done so?

Everything. 😂😭🥹🥺 Okay, what I have in my drafts is wolfstar, jegulus, wally/tom/Orion, sirius/narcissa. They are not done.

Others ships I plan to write for is: Sirius X Bella, Sirius X tom, Sirius X Rabastan (only added them in fics as background), Sirius X lily, James X lily X Sirius (jilypad), James X Remus, Severus X Harry, Severus X Narcissa, Sev X Lucius, harry X Luna, Draco X luna, Hermione x Lavender, Marlene X Dorcas, Bellatrix X Andromeda.....

See!? I wanna write so much!!! 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

[rosier-and-wilkes]

"Rabastan's always been the nervous type," Evan pointed out. "Twitchy, you know. Women don't like that in a man. It's the same reason none of the girls Charlotte set Severus up with ever went long-term with him. Of course," he added, "I'm not sure Sev even noticed. He's married to his potions these days."

Potions both legal and illegal, as it happened. Severus excelled at poisons both swift and slow, a talent he never would have discovered under that genial old fool Slughorn's tutelage. He was a dab hand at healing potions as well, which, in addition to being a licit cover for his work, had more than once come in handy after Death Eater activities that had proved more difficult than anticipated.

Evan's own parents had only had one child; he had no siblings. But he hoped, when the time came, that he and Charlotte would have at least two sons -- 'an heir and a spare', as the Muggles so crassly termed it. A daughter wouldn't go amiss either, but it all depended on how many pregnancies Charlotte would be able to tolerate.

Lucius nods; "Of course." It's not as if the specter of childlessness has been hanging over him for the past year and a half, a haunting reminder that the things he takes for granted may not be so steady. He refuses to be the reason the Malfoy name ends. It's one of his primary obligations to his family, to their legacy - Malfoy is who he is.

"I always wondered why he never got married," Lucius says. "Surprising Rodolphus is the one carrying on the family name." He doesn't get on with his sister-in-law as well as Narcissa would like - or maybe Bellatrix doesn't get on with him. He'd never expected the strong, very silent type to end up with Bellatrix, but maybe they bonded over cutting up Muggles. "It never hurts to have a backup."

Narcissa had been the one to seriously pursue him, in the beginning. His crush had started in third year, but he hadn't considered acting on it until she started coming to call and finding him at parties and hanging on his arm every chance she got, the year after he left school. "Everyone from the old days is getting married, even the young ones like you."

[halothenthehorns]

All in the Family

Chapter 118: Christmas on the Closed Ward

The walls were the same shade of amber as her eyes. The duvet on the bed was a faded unicorn pattern from her childhood she should have been embarrassed at everyone seeing.

Potter was admiring her poster of The Three Toads he'd landed in front of, grinning in surprise they had at least similar taste in music it seemed.

Regulus was prodding a lava lamp her dad had gifted her, but she couldn't even watch the blue and yellow goo go up and down.

The bedroom was opulent, none of them even landed within arm's reach of each other, Remus noticed gratefully as he quickly brushed at his eyes and was grateful he'd gotten himself together.

The carpet was solid gold, and very fluffy, as Padfoot landed on it with only a huff.

Instead she was gasping, shuddering, and generally falling to pieces as it caught up to her where they'd been trapped. 'You're being ridiculous,' her mind coolly informed her. 'You didn't even flinch when you found this out, why are you crying now?'

Because being told she was insane in this future and not having contact with her son was different than being trapped in that ward like they'd just been! They were out now, she kept telling herself, but it didn't feel like it. They were still trapped in this mess. They couldn't go to their next class and keep whispering or passing notes like there was no world outside the school, or go hunt down Barty Crouch Jr., Bellatrix, Rabastan, and Rodolphus Lestrange right now to cease this from ever being a possibility. Stuck in this limbo, it really hit her she didn't want to be strong anymore. She just wanted to cry.

Had Frank's mother refused to bring Neville there, or brought him every other weekend to people who didn't even recognize him? Which was worse? What of her mother and father? Every detail of that place felt burned into her brain as she once again found herself stuck on the fact it had been Frank's family photos about, had she any family left that hadn't all been killed in some gruesome way, or in the bed next to her?

"Alice, darling, what-" Frank tripped over himself trying to get to her, pulling her tight to his chest as his mind floundered why she'd be having such a severe reaction to Harry Potter's dilemma. Yeah, being possessed by You-Know-Who was awful in its own right, but she'd been the most vehement since the beginning this wasn't a future set in stone for any of them.

He pulled gently until they were sitting on the bed which Lily quickly vacated, having landed on it and studying pictures on the ceiling in surprise before she realized what she was seeing. Alice and a woman who must be her mother, the two in matching dark pigtails and laughing. Alice and a man with her amber eyes trying to lick ice cream from their own noses.

Now she was forced to watch as tears kept falling from her eyes with no clue what had caused it any more than Frank's wild look around for some sort of cause.

"Guess it wouldn't help her to feel better if I said I think her room looks cool," Potter offered, rubbing the back of his neck.

Lily wanted to hex him, making a joke at a time like this, but instead she ignored him and went on her other side, trying desperately to think of anything to comfort her like Alice had done for her countless times since this had started.

To her utter surprise though, Alice tried to laugh. She was nuzzling into Frank's side and holding Lily's hand, but actually trying to sniffle back the sobs and look around like she was just noticing it all for the first time like them.

"What happened darling?" He begged, brushing at her short hair desperately as she tried to get herself under control. They'd been stuck in that room the whole time, she'd even been trying to get him to come look at something before they were vanished away. Had there been a cursed object in there that had hurt her?

"I," she hardly wanted to say the words, like leaving him ignorant would be some saving grace. She wouldn't hide this away though, she'd never hid anything from him and she wasn't going to start now. The words caught in her throat regardless of her intentions, she didn't know how to say it. "That room," she tried again, but then she just kept seeing that baby picture of Neville in Augusta Longbottom's arms, like it was the last thing she'd ever seen before she lost her mind, and she couldn't say it.

Frank felt like a miserable friend, let alone boyfriend, he still wasn't getting it.

"Did you want us to leave?" Peter offered quietly. He was by her door, which he'd cracked open to find the rest of her house available.

"If you'd like," she tried to hide the fact she was wiping snot off on her shoulder by passing it off as a shrug. "There's three bathrooms, one down the hall in mum and dad's room, the other across the hall, and the last down under the stairs. You can help yourself to anything you like in the kitchen."

They all trailed out slowly, each wishing they could say something, but though she'd been kind and gentle to all of their troubles, they couldn't think of a word to say back at the moment either. Lily hesitated going last, giving her hand a questioning squeeze, but Alice just held tight back, she could stay of course, she really wasn't trying to hide this.

The lack of the others didn't really help Alice order her thoughts any better, she hadn't a problem speaking this to any of them, but she was still trying to put how to say it in her head in the least brash way possible for several moments as James started reading.

That same chill lodged back into place when she heard the chapter title. Arthur was still in that hospital. Somehow, someway, Harry was going to find her and her husband in there. "Oh Frank," she finally forced it out, she wanted him to hear it from her before then. "I, think- no. We were just on the closed ward, that's why it wouldn't open."

It only took another moment for it to click in him, and he went rigid in shock.

Lily gasped and tried to pull her into a hug, but Frank pulled her to him entirely and whispered, "glory, I, didn't even notice, how, what-"

"I saw, our, I mean, the, things around those beds," her voice died by the end, and she was grateful he didn't ask her to elaborate. She didn't want to keep trying to refer to that place, it would only make it more real.

"Oh Alice," Lily's hands were flitting desperately for any kind of comfort, and settled for patting her on the back. It was always Sev comforting her, he didn't like talking about his problems much at all. "It's not our future, you told me that. This will not be happening to you, either of you!"

"I'm not so sure anymore," she whispered, explaining Percy's room to her.

"That, that doesn't mean," Frank stopped and started as if in physical pain. "What, you think when we're done with Harry's seven years we'll travel through his whole life and be stuck in here forever? Or that we'll go back to school and lose all memory of this? I, no, I cannot believe, this has to mean something!"

"I'm so sorry," Lily whispered in horror. "This is all my fault, I've never forgotten that fact, but I'll, I'll do anything to fix this. We have to end up back in that Potions room eventually, and I'll, I'll fix this, I swear!"

"Lily no," Alice said at once, finally almost wriggling free of Frank as she turned to face her, though he still had his hands on her hips. "I don't blame you, nobody does! It was a stupid accident, it happens in a magical school."

At least Alice finally seemed to feel a smidge better as she smiled at the two, hugging them both firmly before getting up and heading towards her closet and determinedly brushing the last of the tears from her eyes. She certainly was going to take this time to get out of her days-old clothes.

Frank watched her go with a fire lodged in his chest. He would stop this from happening to her, no matter what.

Lily sighed and brushed at her hair as she thought it all over again anyways. She knew she could remake her half of the potion without a problem, it was Lupin's part that would be the experimental phase. It's what her and Sev had spent so much of their free time doing, but these past two months it was practically all they could stand to do together without arguing. Her stomach clenched uncomfortably as she wondered if she'd just make it worse by trying something again, she seemed to have that effect on everything.

Padfoot went limping out of the room last, and had to crane his neck all the way up to see Remus and James thanking Peter for something, both things a spectacle in themselves. Remus held his hand out and took whatever from him, and the other two went down the stairs while Moony tapped him on the nose. Regulus hesitated at the top of the landing, but didn't follow them in as Remus closed the door.

"Come in here you," he whispered gently, going to the door across. The bathroom was apparently under some kind of remodeling. The floor was solid concrete, but the double sink was marble white and had shiny new taps in place that must not have ever been used and more counter space than really should have been necessary. The multipurpose shower bath steam cubicle was sectioned off by a tempered glass door and looked big enough all eight of them could have fit in there as another squashed space.

Remus closed the toilet lid and patted it expectantly, but when Padfoot just looked at him, he quietly asked, "like some help?"

Every last dignity in him wanted to snap no, but really he'd only hesitated because he had no idea what Moony was up to. Lingering worry for him back at the hospital had been the only thing getting him this far in rather than going downstairs for food. He looked perfectly normal, but there was still an aura of guilt surrounding him. He played along if Remus wanted to finally put all that Madam Pomfrey fussing to his own use and check his wounds, which he assumed was going on here. He didn't like his chances much under the fur.

He went over, and made the small hop up, rather glad he wasn't human for how badly that burned his muscles like new and clenching his jaw instead to hide a whimper. Remus's gentle fingers went carding through his fur, but he'd guessed right, he was barely getting down to the skin, let alone getting a good look at the new scars he'd have.

He sighed in defeat and pocketed a little jar, but before he could jump down, Remus got down on his knees so they were on eye level, and held his head carefully like he was made of spun glass. "I'm so sorry," he whispered, and Padfoot was stunned to see tears in his eyes.

Sirius almost broke his promise to James. He would not let Remus beat himself up over this, it had been his decision! Remus would hate himself though, possibly even dangerously so, if he killed them any more than he'd almost done to Longbottom or even Snape. Comforting Remus like this was also the most perfect answer, so he instead leaned forward and used the side of his long snout to nudge against the back of Remus's head, pressing him into his chest. He couldn't actually hold him, but it should have been all that was needed regardless. They'd known full well what they were getting into when they became Animagi, and he didn't regret a single second of it.

Moony's arms came up and circled him tight, and Padfoot hummed in pleasure and let his tail wag just for show, getting the slightest chuckle out of him.

James reading the book didn't even make them spring guiltily apart this time, Remus's hands stayed in tight fists in his thick fur until his breaths finally evened back out to normal, but as Harry's fear ramped up to paranoid levels and he started taking advice from Phineas Nigellus of all paintings, the two finally eased off of each other and went to go check on him, Sirius didn't even lick his neck just to gross him out.

They went down the stairs to see their friend being plenty distracted though, Peter was trying in vain to stop the two dark haired boys lopping bits of their own skin off as they investigated a potato peeler.

"-I'm impressed they've even got this here," Peter was saying as he showed them properly again.

"We'll have to ask her," James agreed, alternatively reading a sentence and attempting this, and scraping against his thumb again. He cursed and dropped the whole spud in the trashcan amongst his half-peeled, now blood flecked flesh.

"I swear you and Padfoot share a brain cell," Remus sighed as he went over to show him again. "You're going to be out of fingers before we're done with this."

The injured digits from his long-ago electrical burn were not as faded as they would have liked, though everyone else's injuries had mostly gone with time. He wondered if it was the electrical component to the injury that stopped it healing amongst the several healing charms they'd used on themselves by now.

Padfoot barked in protest while James shared a sad grin with him. He was already missing his idiot brother's stupid commentary, though perhaps it was best he couldn't show his face during the bit where Harry had to be pulled out of his depression by his friends rather than his godfather even noticing, that stung all of them quite a lot. This future version of Sirius seemed so cold in comparison to his brother, he'd only ever seen Sirius that distant when they'd been arguing, he couldn't imagine why he was acting this way towards Harry. He turned quickly back towards the book, they had no answer except this one regardless.

By the time the other three came down the stairs, detailed Christmas presents were being given, and Peter had finished prepping enough sandwiches for several more stops.

"Alright Prongs, I'm done, stop trying to lacerate yourself already," he called, but when he didn't come over to place the preservation charms on them to keep them good while he wrapped up the last one, he glanced up to see Evans had once again caught his eye.

She must be wearing some of Alice's things, the redhead was much taller than her so her midriff showed in the silver top she wore and the billowing green skirt still showed a bit of her ankles.

"Hey Alice, why do you have a potato peeler?" Remus asked. She had on new clothes too, a wooly beige jumper and sweatpants.

"My dad works in the Muggle-Worthy Excuse committee," she shrugged, "he can't say it's a foolproof excuse if he doesn't test out a few theories himself. He remodels the house all the time for different scenarios, and we've a bunch of Muggle stuff hanging around, though not as much as Arthur I'm sure."

"How'd giving Sirius that stuff go?" Regulus directed at Lupin. Peter had told him that's what they were still upstairs doing, but he'd been so fascinated by the little whirly device he hadn't even seen them come in.

"Fur's too thick, just like his head, can't get the stuff on," Remus sighed.

Padfoot huffed in indignation, and they all looked down as they wondered just how much of an earful they were going to get from him when he finally changed back.

Remus just smiled in anticipation of that and turned to smack Prongs. He reluctantly dragged his eyes away as Evans went over to Peter and offered to do the Charm, it really was his weakest class so he let her without protest.

When Hermione announced who her last present was for, they were all very familiar with that rumbling growl from the grim-looking dog, and when they got down to Kreacher's room, and his shrine, there was a nasty silence even he couldn't drown out.

Regulus winced, wishing he could hide his house-elf behind him. Kreacher didn't know any better, just like he hadn't when all this started. His servant had been his only friend in that place these last three years while Sirius had been at school and ignoring him at home, surely if he just explained to his elf things had to change he'd go along with it, and burn those particular artifacts.

He took an uneasy breath, and stopped Potter as he shook himself and tried to keep going.

"I'm sorry for him, I won't let him keep those," he told them both sincerely.

Frank didn't seem sure how to respond to that other than smiling awkwardly and trying to wave Potter on, the less they dwelled on it the better, but he went to go sit at the table with the lot of them to prove there were no hard feelings. Alice sat on his lap and reached over to give the kid's arm a squeeze in thanks, quickly drawing her hand back so he wouldn't notice it shaking as the lot made another trip up to the hospital.

She swallowed painfully and sat back against Frank's chest as it all started not a page later. Arthur tried some Muggle experimental way to heal himself, and the kids all bolted from Molly's shouting. They got turned around, and ran into Lockhart.

Even Lily burst out in surprised, and a tad righteous laughter as they all thought this was great fun and payback, but Frank's skin was already turning sallow and Alice was half-tempted to excuse them back up to her room so they wouldn't have to see the others' faces when they realized.

They were delayed as James sat gazing at her long after her laughter had subsided and she rolled her eyes at him, she'd been hoping the Slytherin colors would at least minorly deter him. Then she shot Alice a stern look, trying to tell her he was always like this and it didn't mean anything, but really caught sight of them.

Alice denied herself the getaway as she glanced at them, and the fear that flashed in her green eyes said she'd already put it together. They couldn't leave now, the last thing either of them wanted was this group whispering pitifully about them and dragging this out further.

She couldn't bring herself to offer to take the book though as the trio and Ginny reluctantly followed their old DADA teacher in, and the recant of a much more lively version of the place they'd waste away in was described. A part of her wanted to do it to make this go faster, pretend she couldn't feel any pitying gazes she knew would be coming, but again the words jammed up in here before she had the chance.

Frank wasn't doing much better as the truth slowly sunk into the rest of them. To Potter's credit, he only hesitated a moment before glancing at them and putting together what must have been going on when they'd been alone. When both just nodded, he plowed on in the same diligent way he had been reading through his own son's life that he cared for so much, a soft, but steady determination.

This was not the future any of them would have chosen, but James still wanted it all to be true on just the smallest level, that he and Lily were destined to have Harry at the same time as Alice and Frank would have Neville. They'd go forward remembering every heinous detail, and fix every one of them. Their boys would grow up happy and never knowing what had almost been.

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At one point, Sev's seasonal allergies(yes, he has them and this definitely isn't me just doing this because I have them and they suck) get really bad. Rodolphus ended up being the one closest. They just sat on the couch for a few hours, with this bby in a lot of pain and a stuffy nose. Poor bby didn't get much sleep last night either(definitely didn't just self-insert my own problems cause I couldn't fall asleep until 3 and then woke up at 5) Rabastan just cuddles and rubs his pressure points.

You good anon? If you want to talk, my DMs are open <3

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@mischiefmuses​ asked: ❝ would i do a thing like that? ❞ - Rabastan to Severus

“I certainly wouldn’t put it past you, Lestrange.” Severus sneered, keeping a wary distance from the other. “We’ve never been friends, and that’s not something I can picture changing anytime soon. Look, I’ve been staying out of the way as the Dark Lord requested, is that not enough?” An eyebrow raised as his hand tightened on the cup of hot chocolate in his grip.

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mischiefmuses​:

Rabastan just chuckled. “You’ve always kept one foot in the muggle world haven’t you Severus.” Rabastan knew that Severus was The Dark Lords favourite. Still hard to believe with who he was but Rabastan wouldn’t question. At least not out loud. “I am open to a debate and a discussion but for some reason I’d doubt you’d hear my point of view.” He shrugged. Rabastan wasn’t listened to. He did his work in the shadows and he was good at it. He had sort of accepted it. “Maybe. Or he saw a project. Something to inflate his ego. Taking a half muggle under his wing was a sort of status symbol. Like a puppy.” Rabastan chuckled. “But what do I know. I just plan strategies.” If the dark lord really saw himself in Severus then they were all in trouble. Someone who saw themselves in a half blood couldn’t be the leader. “I want to know where your loyalties lie Severus. So in those terms it is a social call. Our numbers here are limited, I am not pulling my wand on you. I have no intention to. Unless you give me reason to.” 

Severus shrugged. “It’s proved useful more than once.” He drawled. “I believe the phrase is know thy enemy.” Keeping one foot in the muggle world had always served Severus well, affording him an escape when he needed it and easing his acclimatisation in DC. So what if Rabastan assumed that it had more nefarious roots? Severus had never been one to be against misdirection. “Rabastan, I’ve been hearing arguments along the same lines as yours since I was eleven years old. It grows tiresome after a while.” It was never worth the effort to argue with those who truly believed in the Dark Lord’s cause - the mental gymnastics were exhausting. Severus knew his worth and he cared little what others thought. If he had made others uncomfortable due to his blood status and his position in the ranks then that was on them. Gathering intel was the only thing that mattered. Rabastan didn’t have a clue, did he? Well, it wasn’t as if Severus would break the other’s illusions about the blood status of his master. “Only the Dark Lord himself has the true answer. Whatever you or even I believe for his bestowing favour upon me is merely conjecture. Mmm, what do you know indeed.” An eyebrow raised as the words were spoken slowly. Severus’ wand lowered. It seemed as if his hand would be forced for him. The last thing Severus wanted was to return to his old life but it seemed as if he wouldn’t have much say in the matter. There was also the small issues of him no longer bearing the dark mark. “You’re questioning my loyalties again? Really, I thought better of you.” He didn’t. “Was the fact that I remained at my post for over a decade in order to get close to Dumbledore to provide intel for when the Dark Lord returned not enough for you? And just how did you prove your loyalty? Oh yes, I remember.” A malicious smile tugged at his lips. “You rotted away in Azkaban. Yes, that was incredibly useful.”

[slyther-bi]

I had an idea for a fanfic

Severus becoming a death because his close friends were some how made to join or had joined not thinking it would be bad. So he joins in order to protect them cause he can't bare to lose anyone he cares about.

Now Severus is risking his life protecting Klaus Mulciber (Klaus isn't his real name), Evan Rosier, Regulus Black, Wes Don Avery (Wes Don isn't his real name), and Rabastan Lestrange. In doing so each of them, in turn, has also risked their life for Severus which leads to their death or capture.

It also leaves Severus with three portkeys, a house, and a strange locket which was given to him before they each met their fate.

Here's how he gets the portkeys, a house, and the locket.

The first portkey

Klaus Mulciber gave Severus his family ring which acted as a portkey during a mission gone wrong. Severus had been hit by a spell which knocked him unconscious and instead of leaving him like the other death eaters told him to, he ran to his aid. He killed the auror that attacked Severus and in a state of panic afterwards he tried to shake Severus awake but to no avail, he then looked for Sev's wand when the other Auror's began closing in.

In stead of using the portkey Klaus picked up Severus and ran, after awhile he was hit with a hex that caused him to fall. He pulled Severus close to him and held his face in chest given that Severus's mask had fallen in the fight. As the Auror's took them in they had difficulty prying Severus from Klaus's arms. Once Severus began to stir Klaus placed his ring on Sev's finger and muttered out the word that would activate it. Severus who was barely conscious mumbled the word back in confusion and was transported to an unknown location. Klaus who had let go of Severus inorder to stay behind was then arrested and sent to Azkaban.

The second portkey

Wes Don Avery had given Severus a family necklace that he turned in a portkey. It was given during a raid, Wes had gotten badly injured and was very close to death, Severus had found him and insisted that he could heal him. Tho Wes knew it was over for him. He pulled the necklace from his pocket and placed it into Severus's hands, he held his hand and told him to go and how to activate it. With tears forming in Severus's eyes as he watched the life leave from Wes's, he held onto Wes's body and activated the portkey. Once they arrived in Avery Manor Severus broke down, he kissed Wes's forehead before contacting his family so that they could bury him.

A home

Severus had healed Rabastan after he and a few death eaters had walked into a trap. Considering that this was not the first time that Severus had saved him, he decided to gift Severus an abandoned two story home from his family. The house had been forgotten and Rabastan decided to tie Severus to it should he ever need somewhere to go for safety. Not a few days laters Rabastan was arrested during a raid and sent to Azkaban.

The third portkey

During another mission gone wrong, Evan and Severus hid there Evan placed his family's ring into Severus's hand. Both were exhausted from the fighting and were unable to stand, it didn't help that they were injured as well. As the Auror's came close Evan kissed Severus, promised him that he will always love him even in death, and imperio'd Severus and made him to activate the portkey. Severus with tears streaming down his face activated the portkey with extreme sadness and was gone. The next day he caught wind of Evan's death and had hid away in the home Rabastan had secretly given him ignoring the calls of the dark lord, his will to live slowly fading.

The locket

Kreacher had managed to find Severus and begged for his help. He told him of the plan that Regulus had and this caused Severus to panic. Somewhere along their lives he saw Regulus as a little brother and he be damn if that boy got himself killed. Kreacher quickly took Severus to where Regulus was and was able to reach him before his demise. Severus had grabs hold of Regulus after he had drank the potion and held him close. He casted a series of spells to knock Regulus unconscious and took him to the secret home Rabastan had given him. There he took care of Regulus until he well. Once Regulus was safe, kreacher gave the locket to Severus and explained that it held something evil inside. Confused Severus spent his time studying it and creating a potion to help Regulus over come the one he had drank.

Eventually the way he gets them would be memories and it would kinda start with the death of Lily and James, Dumbledore and Severus happen to meet at their house at the same time. Severus is upset and is confused on how the dark lord knew where they were hidden (for the sake of this story we'll say that Peter told Voldemort the prophecy and not Severus)

Dumbledore: I'm afraid the dark lord knew of their location because of Sirius Black

Severus, confused: Black?

Dumbledore: *nods* He was their secret keeper

Severus: *laughs hysterically like a mad man with tears in his eyes*

Dumbledore: *stares at him in concern* Sever-

Severus: You've got to be kidding me!!!! Do you even hear yourself!!!! I hate that blasted mutt but even I know he'd never sell out Potter!!!! You've gone mad!!!!

They argue more but eventually Dumbledore changes the topic by stating that Harry is to be placed with Petunia. This tho starts up another argument between the two. Dumbledore eventually silences Severus claiming it's for the best and takes Harry to Petunia's home. Severus of course follows which causes Dumbledore to sigh.

Once Dumbledore leaves Harry at Petunia's doorstep he leads Severus away because he can see the look in Severus's eye that shows he's plotting something. They apparate away but after a minute or two Severus apparates back to Petunia's home and before she could answer the door and sees Harry, Severus rushes to the doorstep and snatches up the basket that held Harry.

From afar he notices Petunia open the door, look around, and then close the door with an annoyed sigh. Then Severus apparates away to his secret home with Harry in his arms. Once Harry gets settled, he asks kreacher to watch while he went out in search of Sirius.

During his search he finds that Sirius is in Azkaban, he manages to sneak into Azkaban and provide Sirius with a note and a ring (Mulciber's ring). The note states that if he wanted to see his godson to say -the activation word-

Sirius, who desperately wants to see his godson, without a second thought activates the portkey. He's then taken to the secret home and is shocked to see kreacher there. Kreacher leads him up stairs to where Harry is but Sirius stops in his tracks when he catches a glimpse of his brother in one of the rooms there. He runs in and goes to brother and tries to wake him.

Kreacher takes notices and goes after Sirius, he pulls him away from Regulus and says that he's resting and to leave him be. Sirius wants to argue with the elf but the sound of a baby crying stops him. He suddenly remembers why he's here and runs towards the sound of the noise. He runs into a room and sees Harry crying, because of the noise, and goes to pick him up.

Kreacher, under the instructions of Severus, changes Sirius's appearance so that he could leave the home to get supplies for Harry. Severus returns to the home in secrecy to continue to care for Regulus and to provide Sirius with funds to care for Harry.

Years go by and Harry grows up believing Severus is his guardian angel. Severus shows Harry the joys of magic in secret, and when Harry speaks of him Sirius thinks that Harry has an imaginary friend. Severus changes Harry's appearance to match Sirius and when he has to go hogwarts, he leaves a note for Sirius instructing him to send Harry there.

Sirius does just that, with Harry new appearance and name he attends Hogwarts and is shockingly sorted into Hufflepuff. Harry writes to Sirius stating what house he's in and that his guardian angel was right, that he was gonna be in Hufflepuff. Sirius is confused but doesn't question it, tho he's a little bummed that Harry isn't a Gryffindor.

Eventually around the end of the story Severus learns why Regulus went after the locket and manages to the get the other horcruxes. Once they've been destroyed and Voldemort is gone, it's then revealed that Severus had been taking care of that and that he was Harry's guardian angel. Not only that but it's also revealed that Rabastan had been residing in the home as well but had never made his presence known. He connect the room, next to Regulus, with his inorder to be able to check on him in case Severus isn't able to stop by.

Since Harry is a horcruxe himself, they take him to the goblins in hopes that they can help him. They of course manage to remove the soul and destroy it and all is well. A few days later Regulus finally wakes up after years of slumber and is reunited with his brother and everything ends happily.

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Broken Minds and Multiple Bonds

read it on AO3 at http://bit.ly/2VZ7J2e

by msims456

AU - Post OotP

Harry is returned to Privet Drive after the events at the Ministry of Magic. During a beating from Uncle Vernon, his mind snaps. He has always had multiple personas in his mind, but now they are back out to play.

Watch as Daddy Sev and Papa Tom rescue Harry and try to put his mind back together with the help of friends and family. Lies are uncovered and truths will be revealed.

Words: 9098, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Underage

Categories: F/M, M/M, Multi

Characters: Harry Potter, Severus Snape, Tom Riddle | Voldemort, Dudley Dursley, Lucius Malfoy, Narcissa Black Malfoy, Bellatrix Black Lestrange, Rodolphus Lestrange, Rabastan Lestrange, Lily Evans Potter, Death (Harry Potter), James Potter, Draco Malfoy, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Hermione Granger, Arthur Weasley, Molly Weasley, Bill Weasley, Charlie Weasley, Percy Weasley, Ron Weasley, Ginny Weasley, Vernon Dursley, Petunia Evans Dursley, Albus Dumbledore, Goblins (Harry Potter), House-Elves (Harry Potter), Luna Lovegood

Relationships: Harry Potter/Tom Riddle/Severus Snape, Lucius Malfoy/Narcissa Black Malfoy, Arthur Weasley/Molly Weasley, Ginny Weasley/Ron Weasley, Albus Dumbledore/Molly Weasley, James Potter/Lily Evans Potter, Hermione Granger/James Potter, Albus Dumbledore/Other(s), Lily Evans Potter/Other(s), Draco Malfoy/Fred Weasley/George Weasley

Additional Tags: Dissociative Identity Disorder, Child Abuse, Sick Harry, Magical Dudley Dursley, Age Play, Threesome - M/M/M, Albus Dumbledore Bashing, Molly Weasley Bashing, Ron Weasley Bashing, Ginny Weasley Bashing, Hermione Granger Bashing, Sane Tom Riddle, Sane Voldemort (Harry Potter)

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2VZ7J2e

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Training || Sev & Rab

Upon receiving a letter from Evan regarding Rabastan, Severus was mildly annoyed. Their last encounter had not been cordial to say the least and Severus did not look forward to working with him in any capacity. However, he would jump at an opportunity to advance his occlumency skills in any way that he could. So, he’d sent back a list of time and dates he would be available. His time had freed up immensely the moment he’d put in his resignation at Mungos. He’d been sad about it at first after having worked there for lengthy amount of time but he knew he’d need the rest before he began working at Hogwarts.

Not far from the Manor in which he stayed with Regulus was a long abandoned warehouse that had been used mostly during the Second World War. He figured it would be a good enough spot to meet on neutral territory for them both, and he could easily clear out any miscreants or homeless that dwelled there for at least a few hours. Their world didn’t normally provide training grounds to work with and with a little concentration and some hefty spellwork he’d had the area warded and secured for their safety and discretion. He stood in the center of the building, eyeing the rusty scaffolding with mild interest as he considered exactly how to go about training Rabastan to conceal his thoughts. He glanced to the door when he heard it creak open, wand in hand. “You’re late.”

@rabvstvn

[hiddenwashington]

anonymous asked :  what are your mwm from harry potter and marvel?

amycus carrow, rodolphus/rabastan lestrange, peter pettigrew, sev snape, lucius malfoy, arthur weasley, bill and george weasley, dean thomas, neville longbottom, seamus finnigan, mulciber, travers, voldemort and draco malfoy would all be loved from harry potter! and from marvel :  tommy shepherd, bruce banner, nick fury, vision, sam wilson, wade wilson and lila barton’s brothers!!