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lov3-lik3-ghosts · 7 months ago

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Smitten!Neville Longbottom

Pairing: Neville Longbottom x fem!Lupin!reader

Summary: Neville watched you be sorted and hasn’t stopped thinking of you since. To his luck, during your fifth year, you finally start to take interest in the male species.

Warnings: Not beta read. Use of Y/n. Voldemort stays dead after the first war. Umbridge free au. WolfStar raised Harry Potter and reader. Mentioned Drarry. Usage of ‘Moomy’ and ‘Dadfoot’.

Format: Headcanon’s.

Word Count: 4k.

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• Fifth year for you looked miles different to that of your brothers and your fathers had no clue how to handle it.

Growing up with only men wasn’t the hell that some of your girlfriends thought it was, but it was off putting to potential interest in boys. You were well aware how messy and lax they could be, how oblivious they were when it came to more female matters, and it wasn’t appealing. There was a time during muggle primary school that you’d found a boy cute but your brother was quick to scare him away — egged on by the background nudge of your dad. Since then, boys hadn’t really crossed your mind.

But last year, when the TriWizard Tournament took place and Durmstrang made home on Hogwarts grounds, something stirred. Looking back, they weren’t really all that cute, but tall, muscly, foreign men with thick accents were bound to make something click in anyone’s head. Of course, you weren’t the only one to notice their attractiveness, as proven by the whispered conversations by any group of girls you came across, but you were proud to say you didn’t pick one boy to be your favourite and all but claim him from the dating scene when he didn’t even know your name.

What your fathers didn’t know how to handle was your liking to famous stars, what they considered to be ‘suggestive’ muggle romance novels, and your need to gush about them. You weren’t overbearing, most of the time going back and forth with a surprisingly interested Luna Lovegood, but on the occasion that you’d come to them they’d freeze.

It was more the thought that their daughter was taking interest in boys than your want for conversation, how could you go from thinking men were so uninteresting to thinking their faces were “crafted from Merlin’s dirtiest desires” and calling them “babygirl material” so quickly?

In retrospect they found your tangents funny, or they would if you weren’t their little girl.

Harry was easier for them to deal with when he’d taken an interest in dating. Boys they were familiar with, they’d been them and they’d known them and they knew how to guide him. And Harry was sensible when it came to women, respectful and understanding, but he’d taken more of an interest in boys so there wasn’t too much to warn him off of. Your brothers exploring came during the throes of the TriWizard Tournament but you took on a more observative state than you did an explorative one.

In the beginning of fifth year you realised that big and muscly wasn’t really what you wanted from a boy. Teenagers tended to be run by appearance, social standing and magical prowess, you could understand the appeal of it but those that had all three were unappealing in the personality aspect of attraction, at least to you they were. Sadly, you’d found that out the hard way when you’d agreed to go on a date with a popular Hufflepuff and come out of it with bruised knuckles.

But nervous Gryffindor’s obsessed with Herbology? That was your type.

And you might not be a Potter, but your brother was one and every behaviour you have now is learned from your small family, why not his ability to grovel too?

• You’ve been trying for weeks to get Neville to return your feelings, nothing seems to be working.

With Neville you couldn’t be so public with your affections as Harry had been for his boyfriend, Draco Malfoy. Luckily, that worked better for you, too. You were never one for dramatic displays and magical scenes.

Neville liked soft, sweet moments and deep conversations — he liked to be heard, to be seen, and you were wonderful at noticing everything about him. He didn’t like expensive jewels and flashy gifts but he did like the Herbology books hidden in the depths of the Black library and the muggle plants you’d find in local shops. He didn’t like public confessions and loud admittances but he did like telling his deep dark secrets in the cover of the greenhouse so long as you shared yours too.

He didn’t like people pointing out his struggle in potions but he took swimmingly to you pointing him in the right direction. He got deeply embarrassed when others pointed out a stain on his shirt but he grinned so wide when you bought him a new one on your next trip to Hogsmeade — especially when he noticed that you’d taken the time to get it made by his favourite seamstress in his preferred style.

As much as he took to your advances, nothing seemed to be changing between you. Neville didn’t reciprocate the small actions you’d taken but he didn’t decline them either and you’d began to wonder if he just didn’t feel the same. The realisation was crushing, a festering feeling largening in your chest, and it had you taking solace in your fathers quarters with tear-tracked cheeks.

“I don’t get it,” You sobbed into Remus’ chest. “I’ve been trying really hard, I’ve been listening to everything he has to say carefully to make sure I don’t miss anything, I’ve been learning Herbology just to make conversation with him and he just- just doesn’t like me.”

Remus swallowed, blinking his heartache back. “You don’t need to try so hard for some boy, sweetheart. You’re perfect as you are. Sometimes boys are stupid and they don’t notice what’s right in front of them, and I would know, I’m a boy.”

You sprung up, sitting back onto your haunches. “But he’s not just some boy, Moomy! He’s Neville, he’s perfect, he’s kind and he’s sweet and he listens! And-” You paused, lips quivering with held back cries. “And I love him. I love him so much it hurts.”

His face softened, silvery scars unwrinkling. He pulled you back into his chest with a grip on your wrists, settling you back between the v of his legs. “Oh, baby, it’s okay. It’s okay.”

“I’m sorry.” You gasp out. “I’m so sorry. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I must be doing something wrong, Moomy, I have to be.” His arms tighten around you, a pressured hug to ground you from spiralling into anxiety’s grip.

The door creaked behind you, silent behind the pitch of your heart, but still, Remus’ head whirled at the sound, finding your brother and your second father standing under the arch. “Remus?” Sirius asked tentatively. “What’s going on? Why’s she crying?”

Remus frowned deeper, shaking his head once as he turned and buried his nose into your hair. Your cries kept on, retching from the pits of your stomach and choking the breath from you, Remus’ shirt dampened under your face and you knew it must be leaking through to his chest but he didn’t seem to mind. “Sweetheart?”

You didn’t answer. Your tears began to slow, drying along with your sobs. You noticed a third hand rubbing along the length of your back, the familiar scent of leather and spice flourishing into your nose. “Dadfoot?”

“Kitten. You doing alright?” His hand didn’t still. “Did something happen?”

“I’m in love with someone,” You whispered. His fingers paused, flexing out against your spine. “He doesn’t love me back.”

“What?” He gruffs, “Who?”

You copy Remus, you shake your head. Sirius wasn’t as restrained as Remus, he’d lost hinges in Azkaban that couldn’t be screwed back in, telling him would put a forever target on Neville’s back — you might as well paint a big red circle on the back of his head should he find out. Sirius snarls, more animal than human.

“Sirius.” Remus warns, growl underlining his own words.

Black sneers, eyes darkening under the stare of his husband. “Remus.” Their gazes don’t falter, like one scorching laser beams trained against the other, sparking crimson and crackling with tension. Sirius breaks first, glancing down at you. “Who?” He says, softer.

“Neville Longbottom.” When Harry speaks his voice is taught with all-knowing. He’s looking between the three of you like you're as mind-gone as any troll, his eyebrow raised and his lips curled. “He’s been in love with her for years.”

• After Harry’s confession, you profess your feelings to Neville.

You could always find him under the glass of the greenhouse, surrounded by vining plants with his fingers dug deep in potted soil, your search for him started and ended there. There was an open book beside him, set against one of the murky windows, and you recognised the weathered pages to be that of a book you’d given him.

The Arts of Potted Mastery by Arlen McCline. It was one of the lightest novels that the Black’s had kept in Grimmauld’s library, and you reasoned the only reason they had it was because it contained additional — vital — information pertaining to a particularly testy flesh-eating plant grown in the Amazon’s depths. You’d warned Neville to not go flaunting his possession of it, lest he want to attract the possessive eyes of other purebloods.

His hands slid from the dirt when you called his name and you glimpsed the remnants embedded under the crescent of his nails and staining his palms when he turned to you. “Y/n.” He grinned.

You smiled back, stepping over his satchel to grab his dirt caked hands and brush the larger clumps to the ground. “Hi. What’re you working on?”

“It’s pretty simple, just some second year stuff that I wanted to try potting myself.” He shrugged, looking down at you with furrowed brows.

“There’s second year stuff in that book?” Neville nods. “What is it?”

“A Puffapod.”

“You planted Puffapod’s in second year?”

“Not exactly,” He rubs the back of his neck sheepishly. “Nan bought me some at the end of second year to plant with her over the summer but you know how she is, she doesn’t like when I do the touching.”

“Yeah,” You scoff. “I’m well aware.”

“Well aware?” He flinched back. “What’s that mean?”

“Nothing, nothing.” You shake your head, cutting a hand through the air. Neville raises a brow at you, calling your bullshit. “It’s just–” You sigh, looking at the half-full pot beside you. “I just don’t like how she underestimates you all the time. You’re good at what you do, Nev, you’re good with plants. I think people could be more appreciative of you.”

Everything is silent for a long minute and when you look back at him, his eyes are trailing the slope of your face with a look you could never before place; now that Harry’s tipped the pot though, you knew it all too well — he was admiring you.

“You appreciate me.” He whispers, swallowing roughly.

A dirt tracked hand raises to the apple of your cheek, you steady yourself for the touch, your cheeks reddening, but he hesitates before dropping his arm.

Your fingers wrap the span of his wrist just barely when you grab it, shuffling your feet so close your shoes touch. “Always.”

His breath catches in his chest. He chokes out a strangled noise, chin tilting closer to his chest to keep the contact between you. Your eyes flicker to his lips, the plump shine of them enticing you onto the tips of your toes.

“Neville?”

Neville hums, a rumble through his chest that vibrates through you.

“There’s something I have to tell you.” His head inclines to the side, an anxious puppy dog gesture he always does when he’s anticipating bad news. You’re quick to try and placate him.

“It’s nothing bad, at least I don’t think it is.” You frown. “I just- I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but things have changed over the last few months. At least, for me they have. And yesterday, I had this whole…breakdown? I don’t know, but Harry spilled that you might fancy me and I- I guess–”

His cheeks flame. His breath quickens to an unnatural pace, he steps back, wriggling his wrist in your grasp. “He what?”

“Nev?” You ask smally. He ignores you, too wrapped up in panicking to really hear you. “Neville?”

“I’m sorry he said that. He didn’t mean it, he was being stupid. You didn’t need to know that. You shouldn’t know that. We’re friends. We’re good as friends. I mean sure, I’ve always thought you were really pretty, really lovely, but you don’t like me. And now things are going to be all awkward. I’m so sorry, Y/n. Really, I am.”

“Neville.” You try to placate. “It’s okay.”

“No. No, it’s not. You deserve better than me lying to you.” His breath shutters.

“Nev, I wanted to tell you that I fancied you, too.” You blurt, grasping onto the hunch of his shoulders.

“I’m so sorr-” He stops, looking at you with wide, crazed eyes, and stares through you. “Oh. What? No!” You see the grief flash through him, inflaming his forest eyes and furrowing his face.

“Yes.” You counter with a scoff. “I fancy you. I fancy you, a lot. And, if you’d do me the honour, I’d like it if you went on a date with me.”

“Oh.” Neville’s voice cracked in a squeak. “Yeah. Yes. Sure. I mean, I’d be delighted. Truly.” You grin.

• You asked him on a date but Neville’s more romantic than you anticipated and he’s planned it before you could even try.

If you were being honest with yourself, you’d have taken Neville where all your peers took their dates, a ruddy bar packed full of too loud men and music or a too sweet cafe filled with superficial witches — maybe you’d have drug him between the shops of Hogsmeade, hoping he’d find something he liked, and made filler conversations between that. It wouldn’t have been much, but you’d never thought ahead of the chance he’d say yes, so it would have been something; it would have been a start.

But Neville had bigger, greater plans than that.

He’d asked for the greenhouse for two hours, reserved it with Madam Pomfrey a week in advance, before visiting the kitchens through the passageway you’d shown him. The house elves reserved there were surprisingly stingy with the food they gave him, handing along the woven basket with stern stares and sideway glances, but he’d gotten over it when he’d seen people rushing off to the Great Hall, ready to pile their plates high with the food lining the tables and figured they hadn’t wanted him to spoil his dinner.

He knew taking you to the greenhouse wasn’t so special as some fancy diner, that laying a blanket on the muddied floor wasn’t original at all, but the greenhouse was where most of your dearest memories together were created and it had more sentimental value to the two of the any other place yet.

He’d thought and thought and overthought some more about whether it was good enough for you, he’d ran himself into a rapidfire panic three nights in a row before the day came, but all the anxiety in the world was worth it when you walked through the keep, smiling and fiddling with your sleeve.

“Hi.” You said, meekly.

Neville stared. The evening sun reflected in golden beams off you, kaleidoscoping through the bubbled panes above and haloing the outline of your body, the ivory dress you’d worn flourished around your hips and cuffed around your wrists — he remembers it being the same one you’d gushed over for days, for all its pockets and its charm. The longer he looked at you, the more the thought surfaced, and the only thing he knew you were missing were large, feathered wings mounting your back.

“Hi, Angel.” He hadn’t meant to say it, but he’d been thinking it since first year and you deserved to know how otherworldly you always looked, if only through a pet name. You flushed through to the tips of your ears. “I’m sorry it was such short notice. I just thought we should take this in before the rain starts up again.” He nodded to the sun.

“That’s okay.” You sat across from him. “Though, I thought I was planning this date? I did ask you, after all.” You teased.

“Nan lettered. Told me it was my duty to court you, not the other way around, especially because your dads a Black. I know you don’t usually abide by pureblood rules but she insisted, and I know you hate planning things.”

“You’re right, I do hate planning things,” You nodded, stomach fluttering. “But on the contrary, I’d have planned this gleefully. No matter how bad it’d have turned out.” Him taking over meant more than just that, he was anxious enough for three people and you know it must’ve sucked getting it done; he did it anyway, for you.

Neville snickered. “You should give yourself more credit. Don’t you remember the big drop of ‘93?”

You gasped, scandalised. “Mister Longbottom! I thought we agreed to never ever speak of that again!”

“Miss Lupin! If you didn’t want to speak of it, you shouldn’t have dropped it!”

The two of you stayed silent, glaring between each other with narrowed gazes. He cracked first, lips twitching open to bare a grin, you followed, giggling. The nerves you’d walked in with had gone, dissipated into that familiar warmth and comfort that Neville always gave you. You’d been lucky enough to realise what that feeling meant this year, instead of brushing it off to that same friendship feeling. When Neville planned the date, and sent you a letter with a suggested time and place, you knew your gut had picked right.

The two of you spent hours giggling and sharing food and telling tall tales of your childhood that somehow sounded real and not all at once. You made a game of guessing between each story; Neville won: 5:3. Along the line he pulled over a pot of daisies, muggle flowers he’d planted for you in secret when you’d sent him some chained together over the holidays, and made another game of naming each one.

• Neville tells you he loves you; you cry.

You’d been together for five months and the honeymoon phase was finally settling into a more domestic comfortability. Your relationship had flourished rather slowly considering you’d both liked each other beforehand, but your anxieties had finally begun to diminish and your affection towards each other was becoming less calculated.

Remus had bought a chocolate cake for the two of you to share when you told him you’d confessed with the words “I’m so proud of you” iced atop; it was a little joke on his part but one you both thoroughly enjoyed. His treatment of Neville hadn’t changed at all, except for maybe a kinder smile thrown his way during his classes, but Sirius took it a little more seriously and had tried the “hurt her and watch what happens” talk before you’d put a stop to it. You loved your dadfoot, but he could be a bit much, especially to your boyfriend — Merlin, you loved saying that — who was fragile at heart.

You’d only started venturing to Neville’s dorm a few weeks back, which Harry had at first side-eyed before realising the most you did was cuddle — he gagged, but you were more comfortable there than you had ever been anywhere else. Neville kept his space relatively clean with only a few loose papers smattered and spilled ink staining his desk, but the sheets of his bed smelled so like him that you were prepared to suffocate inhaling them.

Your boyfriend smelt like the wispy, airy scent of an earthy cologne that was always underlined by something so incredibly him, and something you could never quite get out of your nose — not that you’d ever want too. You’d begun to collect the shirts he wore, switching them out every couple days to keep their scent fresh and using them at night to sleep better, Neville just about combusted when he saw you in one.

Now, you were lay in his bed, leg hiked over his hip with your head on his chest and wearing one of his comfier shirts. The dorm was otherwise empty, the other boys gone to the after party of a victorious quidditch season; the music vibrated up through the common room, loud jeers leaking muffled through the gap under the door.

“Nev,” You spoke. “Did I ever tell you how much I love how you smell? ‘Cause I do.”

The breaths he took were even under you, rising and falling in a steady pattern, and your head followed as he chortled lightly. “Yeah, you have.” His thumb strokes along your arm. “But you smell much better.”

You move to rest your chin against his breastbone, “I do?” Neville hums. “What do I smell like?”

His eyes meet yours, the emerald depths piercing through yours with a heart-stuttering suddenness. He takes a minute to think, looking over the curve of your face with a gentleness. “Honestly?” He swallows.

You furrow your eyebrows. “Yeah?”

He takes a breath, one that you feel catch in his chest and bob his throat, “Like… like Amortentia.” He says tentatively. “I- I just– Professor Snape had it made for seventh years and there was a vial left on my desk, I knocked it over. It- it smelt amazing, like mum’s perfume and dad’s robes and… and you.”

You can’t do anything but stare at his flushed cheeks. Amortentia. The love potion. Neville smelt you in the love potion. Did that mean he loved you? Were you looking too deep into it? Surely, he thought it was too soon to love you, surely he needed more time to love you.

“Y/n? I’m sorry. It’s too soon, I’m sorry. So sorry. I should’ve just shut my mouth. I’m so stupid. I’m really sorry.” He gently manoeuvres you off of him, guiding your leg to the red duvet and moving your torso back to the mattress so he can sit up, create distances between you. Your head lands against the plush of his pillow, sinking into the cloud of it, and it’s his gentle manhandling that forces you back into the throes.

“No.” You spring up, grasping onto the muscle of his shoulder. “Nev, no, it’s not too soon. It’s not. I– I don’t know what you're trying to say but it’s never too soon.”

When he turns to you the flush of his cheeks has spread down his neck and dusted his ears, his eyes are wide and crazed — like when you’d confessed; he’s beautiful, more tempting than the allure of a Veela could ever hope to be. But he’s panicking and his breath grows ragged as he spits the words, he’s not being mean, not intentionally, but anxiety has a funny way of making people act differently.

His panic makes your eyes well over, clouding with panicked sorrow of their own. There’s a dam waiting to break as his lip quivers, cracking in the corners of your eyes and ready to drown trails down your cheeks.

“I love you.”

You sob. Neville scoots closer to you, gripping the fat of your thigh. “I’ve loved you for a long, long time and you– you’re just so sweet, and lovely, and perfect, and you do everything right, all the time. You could burn the world and I’d praise you for it because you’d have done it perfectly. I watched you be sorted and I knew I was done for; you looked like an angel, my angel. I love you.” He takes a breath. “You don’t have to say it back, I just needed you to know.”

The emotion swirls in your chest, you don’t know what it is, you can’t place it, it takes your breath and collects in your throat and you don’t know it, but you know what to say. “I love you, too. So much it hurts.” Your voice breaks through it, a cry caught in your throat.

“Oh.” It’s becoming his go to response with you, you seem to always know how to render him speechless.

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I can admit that this isn’t my best work, my heart wasn’t in it after all the kafuffle it caused, but likes, comments and reblogs are very appreciated and extremely encouraging all the same!

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t1oui · 11 months ago

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Luna Lovegood & Harry Potter, Neville Longbottom & Harry Potter, Neville Longbottom & Luna Lovegood & Harry Potter, Minor or Background Relationship(s), Regulus Black/James Potter, Pandora Lovegood/Lily Evans, Sirius Black/Remus Lupin, Barty Crouch Jr./Evan Rosier, other relationships are hinted at - Relationship Characters: Harry Potter, Luna Lovegood, Neville Longbottom, Teddy Lupin, Regulus Black, James Potter, Lily Evans, Pandora Lovegood, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Peter Pettigrew, Minor Characters Additional Tags: Pandalily raising Luna, jegulus raising harry, Harry Potter and Luna Lovegood are siblings, Alternate Universe - No Voldemort, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, in other news teddy lupin is smol Summary:

Just a fluffy oneshot where there's no Voldemort, and Harry, Luna, and Neville's family come together to celebrate Harry and Neville's birthdays. Features Jegulus raising Harry, Pandalily raising Luna, minor Wolfstar, and a lot of fluff :)

hey all, i found part of an old fic on my hp doc and thought it would make a good oneshot, so here you go :) it’s very short, only 1.3k, and it’s just the group chilling for harry and neville’s birthday party.

#harry potter #harry potter fanfic #jegulus #jegulus raising harry #luna lovegood #neville longbottom #pandalily #pandalily raising luna #wolfstar #marauders #marauders fandom

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burningaurora · 2 years ago

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I can't thank @impishtubist enough for introducing to me @second-sister's work. I absolutely fell in love with this gem and am so excited to post the Podfic!

[Podfic - TTS] To Build a Family by @second-sister

Multi-Chapter | Length: 1:33:45 | Rating: T

Remus and Sirius give Harry and Neville the childhoods they deserve.

Listen on: AO3 | Streaming

#wolfstar #sirius x remus #remus x sirius #raising harry #raising teddy #raising neville #fluff #podfic #podfic-tts #family of 5 #so much love #sirius black will not deal with snape's shit #werewolf teddy #Spotify

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missdkpower · 2 years ago

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honestly overwhelmed with the first-day response to the newest installment of The Miseducation of the Boy Who Lived... Now live on AO3

#harry potter fanfiction #harry potter #minerva mcgonagall #minerva raises harry #remus lupin #wolfstar #sirius orion black #bamf mcgonagall #neville longbottom #find it on ao3

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hollowed-theory-hall · 4 months ago

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How do you think Tom would have been raised by Riddle?

And do you think Harry's personality would be very different if he had been raised by his parents? or by Sirius?

Hello,

I'll start with the second question and then go for the first. My answers for each are gonna be more of a general overview of how I see their difference and not anything too detailed since this post is long enough as it is.

The short answer is yes and no, Harry (and Tom, for that matter) were very affected by the way they grew up and it influenced the way they behaved, their choices, and their personalities in various ways, but certain aspects of their character would likely remain. I think, in Harry's case whether he was raised by James and Lily or Sirius after James and Lily died would be somewhat different but a lot of his nature still holds.

If James & Lily lived

A Harry who grew up with James and Lily as parents would likely have Sirius around, basically 24/7 as well. Like, I don't see James getting married really separating the duo of James & Sirius. Lily was also clearly close enough to Sirius that they had their own friendship by the time the Potters were in hiding.

I think this Harry would be just as compassionate, and likely still mature for his age. I think, had James and Lily lived, they would've probably had more kids, making Harry the eldest child. Eldest children tend to be the most mature, responsible children and the most helpful to the parents (not always, but on average).

That being said, Harry would be more confident in everything. He'd probably be more arrogant than his canon counterpart. This Harry would still be between Slytherin and Gryffindor in his sorting (closer to Slytherin than canon Harry, actually). This Harry, with his alive war hero parents, and being the eldest child would likely strive to live up to James and Lily and the various achievements in magic/government they had post-war. So, actually, a Harry raised by James and Lily has just as much if not more of a chance of ending up in Slytherin since he'd be more prideful and ambitious and just as clever as canon Harry. (Though, he'd likely still ask the hat to be in Gryffindor, for reasons similar to those in canon).

This Harry would have likely grown up with Neville and perhaps Ron and Luna from childhood, so he'd have arrived at Hogwarts knowing much more about magic and the wizarding world and surrounded by friends.

(How James and Lily survive also kinda matters for this entire what-if scenario. As in, did they kill Voldemort somehow? Did Voldemort just decide not to kill them so as to not waste powerful wizards and then Harry is still the Boy Who Lived who defeated the Dark Lord? somehow? Because that'll make James & Lily and the reaction of magical society different to Harry and would affect how he grew up somewhat)

If Sirius didn't go to Azkaban

If we assumed Sirius, somehow, didn't go to Azkaban. Say he got a trial and was acquitted, bribed his way out, succeded in killing Peter and proving his innocence, or something like this that'll allow him to be Harry's guardian and not on the run from the ministry, how would he have raised Harry?

I first want to say I'm not a Wolfstar shipper, so I don't really see it going in that direction, especially not early on. No shade to Wolfstar shippers, ship what you ship, just not my taste. I actually don't see Remus being overly involved early on. I mean, his and Sirius' friendship is very fractured by this point, both thinking the other was a traitor and they lost the glue that held them together — James. They'd probably mend their friendship later on, but, it'll need to be Sirius who pushes for it because Remus who's left to his own devices would stay away.

So I think Sirius would go to Andromeda for help with baby Harry since she relatively recently had her own daughter. So, this Harry would grow around with Aunt Dromeda and Uncle Ted and Nymphadora as an older sister/cousin character.

This Harry would still be as compassionate and mature for his age as Harrry usually is. His compassion is such a big part of him, that I don't think it could be completely curved off regardless of how he's raised. Harry would be helping Sirius with his grief as much as Sirius is raising Harry. Sirius after James dies would probably wish he'd followed him and then regret the thought immediately because he has to be there for Harry. Harry just being there would probably help Sirius a lot.

But this Harry is probably the most impulsive and least mature of the three Harrys discussed in this post as he'd take after Sirius as his rule model in basically everything. And you can bet the stories of the epic misadventures of the Mauraders (according to Sirius) would be his bedtime stories for years before going to Hogwarts.

And Harry would still be the Boy Who Lived, except now he'd know it earlier and have to deal with a wizarding world that knows. He'd still be more aware of the wizarding world and maybe already friends with Ron and Neville or perhaps other kids by the time he arrives at Hogwarts. If Harry is raised by Sirius post-war, there is also a none zero chance Narcissa would reach out to Sirius and Harry would meet Draco before Hogwarts. I think, they'd still be kinda annoyed with each other as kids, but the dynamic would be different.

This Harry would be more confident, but not as arrogant as if he was raised by James and Lily, I think. I think this Harry would have a whole different set of insecurities, but they would exist. And I see this Harry as the most Gryffindor of them. He'd still have his sass (maybe even more so) and cunning, but he'd be more brash and impulsive than Harry raised by the Dursleys or his parents would be.

If Tom Riddle was raised by his father

This Tom would likely hate wizards more than regular Tom does. After all, he'd grown on his father's stories of being bewitched and of his mother being an evil witch. Then, he'd probably spend his childhood trying to conceal his magic to the best of his ability only for a huge rift to grow between him and his father once the Hogwarts letter arrived.

I also don't expect Tom Sr to be a loving father for a kid he didn't want from a woman who raped him. Especially if said child had magic. If he still married the other woman he was with (Cecilia), I doubt she'd like Tom either. So Tom still has a pretty unloving and neglectful childhood but at least he gets regular meals.

This Tom would likely still get sorted into Slytherin and still be just as hateful towards wizards and muggles and himself. He's still curious about every facet of magic he could find and would want to perfect it.

The main difference is that I don't think this Tom would be overly focused on immortality. He'd be safe from the Blitz, he wouldn't see as much death, and would barely experience the war compared to at Wool's.

This Tom might be willing to settle for a job as an unspeakable at the ministry and not become a Dark Lord. But he also might hate muggles and wizards more than regular Tom and he'd still be after magical experimentation like the mad scientist he is. So, Tom being raised by the Riddles would likely not save the Wizarding World from him becoming a Dark Lord. Hell, he might become immortal just to prove that he can instead of some fixation on immortality like in canon.

This Tom would probably be just as desperate for a real human connection since there's a good chance he wouldn't get it from the Riddles.

Basically, Tom doesn't change much and has a miserable childhood that leads to him becoming an only slightly more functional adult than normal.

#harry potter #hp #hp meta #asks #harry james potter #tom riddle #hollowedrambling #poetryandbloods-blog #tom marvolo riddle

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maluceh · 6 months ago

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Hello!! I just wanted to say that I love your art so much, everything feels so warm and comforting to look at!! Your Jily specifically is so beautiful & I love the way you draw wolfstar as well ❤️ I know you've been getting negative messages but I would personally love to hear more about your marauders as parents au!!

THANK YOU!!!!

For my 80s AU (1986-88), originally it was only Harry being raised by a big family (full of uncles and aunts and ofc his parents). But then I thought he would make a GREAT older brother, but I honestly didn't see him having any brothers. I think it's important for his character to be the only boy, and as the eldest daugther with brothers I found it natural to give him 2 younger sisters.

Some points

Marlene and Sirius are Harry's godparents; James and Lily are the godparents of Ziggy; and Peter and Dorcas are Callie's godparents. (NOTE: people don't need to be married to be godparents of a child, so I am IN NO WAY shipping Dorcas and Peter lol).

Remus and Sirius adopted the girls. One of them (Ziggy), has licanthropy and people wouldn't adopt them fearing the both of them had it. Their names are Sigrid (Ziggy for short cause they are huge nerds), and Calliope (Callie). I agree with Wolfstar not actively seeking being parents or starting a family, I see it more as if it came to them by accident and they just wanted to give them a home cause Remus understands it better than anyone, and wanted to give them a safe space.

James and Lily went on to have two other kids, both girls. Josie and Kate.

Mary and Remus are Josie's godparents, and Frank and Alice are Kate´s.

Pandora is part of Lily's friendgroup and so is Alice, so they were very excited to raise their kids together. Meaning Luna and Neville are Harry's childhood friends.

I love the hc of Mary being Dean's mum, so her and Emmeline are his moms, trust me.

Dorlene/Peter and Sybill, have still no interest of having kids as the rest of their friends and are happy just being cool aunts/uncle.

#au #80s au #marauders 80s au

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marauders-bs · 5 months ago

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please guys i have no ideas

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myjealouseyes · 1 year ago

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Drabble request form an anon: Wolfstar!daughter shows Sirius, James, and Lily a picture she took of Boggart!Snape wearing Neville's grandmother's clothes.

Remus is rubbing his temples in exhaustion when you and Harry come to dinner with the shit-eating grins that only a Marauder’s child could have. He thinks this must be his karma for never putting a stop to James, Sirius, and Peter’s shenanigans during his time in Hogwarts. Now it’s rubbed off on the children. Lily puts down her fork and gives you two a look; the one that means ‘out with it.’ Or ‘what did you do?’ Depending on the circumstance. James is amused, knowing that grin well. and Sirius is clearly waiting for whatever you two had in store.

You’re barely holding back laughter as you pull up the picture. “S-So, before we went to Christmas break, we had a short lesson on boggarts in DADA, dad, I’m sure you know where this is going.” Remus sighs and the rest of the table’s adults raise their eyebrows at him. He just shakes his head and gestures at you and Harry; not wanting to ruin your grand retelling of this event. The second you see the picture again you can’t hold back anymore, breaking out in a huge fit of laughter. You hand Harry your phone so he picks up where you left off. Once Harry takes the phone and sees the picture he snorts and clears his throat before addressing the table.

“This was Neville’s boggart.” He says through stifled laughter. The first person to break is James as he squints beneath his glasses. “That’s—Snape! is a dress!” He clutches his stomach as he falls back in his chair with laughter. His laughter bellows over yours, but Sirius’s is louder. “That would be my boggart too!” He jokes, and that makes Remus crack a smile and shake her head. Lily bites back a smile and busies herself by packing food onto her plate as she comments. “That is quite frightening. That might just become my new boggart.”

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lucigoo · 14 days ago

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Goo's 2024 Harry Potter fics

So I wrote 65 Harry Potter fics with a combined word count of 214,491 .

Most are Wolfstar, but there are a fair few others int here so I shall wrtie a list in order of how they appear below the read more and how many of each ship there are so you can look and see easier. They will appear with their word count and summary too.

Gen fics - 12 Percy Weasely/Oliver Wood - 1 Lavender Brown/Luna Lovegood - 1 Lucius Malfoy/Narcissa Malfoy - 1 Alice Longottom/Narcissa Malfoy - 1 Mary McDonald/Lily Evens (one-sided) - 1 Regulus Black/James Potter - 4 Percy Weasley/Viktor Krumof - 6 Hermione Granger/Ronald Weasley - 1 Walburga Black/Euphemia Potter - 1 Arthur Weasely/Molly Weasley - 1 Draco Malfoy/Neville Longbottom - 1 Alastor Moody/Kingsley Shacklebolt - 1 Harry Potter/George Weasley - 1 Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy - 1 Sirius Black/Remus Lupin - 29

Gen fics

You're Floo Was My Emergency Contact (3,734 words)

Summary: A fic based of this video by Satellitedude on Tiktok, thank you so much for allowimg me to use your video for inspiraiton. Some of the dialogue is theres, straight from the video.

Buzzcut Season (Why me mother?) (5,515 words)

Summary: Sirius comes back from his first summer holidays after starting Hogwarts scared and worried, what did Walburga do to him?

It's a good job there are so many people who love him in his true home.

Mama Hope's Sex ed lesson (1,683 words)

Summary: Hope found a dirty magazine in Remus trunk, she decides its time for her 13 year old to learn all about the birds and the bees, it turns into something else. A conversation about Remus and who he is and his mother being the supportive parent she always will be.

Only me in the limelight (1,144 words)

Summry: Harry has just signed up to pay Quiddich proffesionally. Cormac McLaggen is not happy, at all!

Don't try and drink your grief away (3,392 words)

Summary: Percy is blaming himself for Fred's death, after all he is the one who spoke to him, joked with him last.

He isn't coping well and has resorted to drinking.

Drunk Percy does something unthinkingly. Something he can't remember doing.

There's a monster under my bed (2,086 words)

Summry: There's a monster in Percy's room and no one will help him deal with it. Instead he is facing his bedroom door, wondering if anyone will care if the monster eats him.

It's hard being the good boy in such a large, chaotic family sometimes.

Dorcas the Orca, The Maruaders and a jail cell (1,908 words)

Summary: Sirius, James and Remus are put in a jail cell.

As annoying as it is, Remus would have dealt with it, but theres an orca in the corner of the cell somehow...

Not Dorcas the Orca, two of three Marauders and a jail cell (2,006 words)

Summry: Sirius and James once again find themselfs in a jail cell with Dorcas (who was once an orce in this very same cell) only this isn't really Dorcas, even though they look exactly like them, huh?

Don't look into my soul if you just want to steal it (5,696 words)

Summary: Walburga Black wants a perfect heir. Instead she had one ugly child and one willful one.

She will do what she must to make sure neither boy ruins the Black Legacy. No matter the cost to those involved.

My brothers, my boys, my twins ((3,870 words, part of my Fireseeker verse)

Summary: Percy was unintentionally parentified at a young age. He was tasked with being an extra parent to the twins. Now, having dumped his boyfriend, the night before the twins 22nd Birthday, the first birthday without Fred, he finds himself with George and Harry. Reminiscing about the boys he all but helped raised. His twins, and one is missing forever-more.

The weight of humility (1,307 words)

Summary: Harry has had enough. How dare Dumbledore tell him, he who has faced danger again and again for the sake of everyone, who has los tos much in his oyung life, to stay humble. This by a man who uses people, espeically Harry as a pawn, a man who wouldn't know humility if it slapped him in the face.

Harry has had enough!

Spinning in Memory (1,647 words)

Summary: It has been 6 months since the Battle of Hogwarts. 6 months since George's twin, his best friend, was ripped away from him. And now its Bonfire night, a night both Fred and George had loved their entire lives.

Now there was just George and his broken family looking into the fire. Feeling the weight of the missing Weasley, of Geroge's now lost brother.

Percy Weasley/Oliver Wood

From Chaos Comes Love (3,450 words)

Summary: Percy is already fed up of the "gift" the twins have made for him. She is nothing but a nuisance with no other purpose than to drive him barmy. After all, what other reason can there be for her naughtiness?

Luna Lovegood/Lavender Brown

Bound by our scars (1,732 words)

Summary: Lavender has hated herself for three years, ever since Greyback attacked her at the Battle of Hogwarts. But today, today will be a good day where she takes her life back into her own hands, in more than one way

Lucius Malfoy/Narcissa Malfoy

Women always suffer with the History of Men (2,099 words)

Summary: Narcissa is on trial after the Battle Of Hogwarts. She will do anyhting to save her Dragon, including tell the truth. The honest, bitter truth that she and her foremothers have endured.

For women always suffer at the hands of men. It is their history and at their hands that Narcissa has suffered by. No longer.

Alice Longbottom/Narcissa Malfoy

We Could Do It If we Tried? (688 words)

Summary: Alice wants to convince Narcissa it will be ok, that they can be together happily, but can they? Will Narcissa agree?

Mary McDonald/Lilly Evans (one sided)

Lily oh Lily (1,283 words)

Summary: Mary loves Lily with all of her being, sadly, Lily loves james with everything inside her. Mary knows this, she understand this but her heart isnt able to figure out she is always the friend, never the beloved.

Regulus Black/James Potter

I'm bitter: You were mine first (2,798 words)

Summary: James catches Regulus in an alley after a Death Eater attack. One thing leads to another and Regulus revels in the fact James isnt as good as he pretends to be, he never has been

This is real, but it isnt ME! (1,698 words)

Summary: Regulus loves his brother, something he has to remind himself, because right now he wants to murder him. This is all Sirius fault!

Are you a werewolf? (6,702 words)

Summary: Regulus is in love with his new boyfriend. He hasnt told James yet. The full moon is the perfect time to go tell him, especially when Regulus wants to confirm that yes, James is obviously a werewolf. Somehting that will make James very happy.

The 31st (1,534 words)

Summary: It had been a year since James' car accident A year where Regulus had almsot left everything worth living for At est he still had James and Harry, right?

Percy Weasley/Viktor Krumof

Pansies for my love, and my love is you (2,487 words, part of my Fireseeker verse)

Summary: Viktor has decided to retire, now to get home and see his husband, who has missed him with every fibre of his being

So many little pink houses. (701 words)

Summary: Dara got to many little pink houses for christmas, Percy is not amused. Harry is.

Violets for the one I adore (955 words, part of my Fireeeker verse)

Summary: Viktor has been a retired house husband and stay-at-home dad for 4 moths now. Percy has never been happier.

Love and Laughter at the Burrow (1,753 words)

Summary: Percy has brought his boyfriend, Viktor, to the Burrow for family game night.

Why he thought his siblings would have at least a small amount of decorum he doesnt know, he thinks as he watches Viktor get interrigated and the rest if his siblings cheat at snakes and ladders, because of course they do!

Project Baby Perkitor (6,970 words)

Summary: Percy had a whirlwind month long affair with Viktor Krumov and now he is pregnant with his child. Sadly he can not get in touch with his child's other father.

Enter Dudley Dursley who is keen to reconnect with his cousin Dudley who creates an unlikely friend in Percy.

udley and Harry will work togther to get Viktor back into Percy's life, after all, he deserves to at least be heard out by the father of his child as far as they are concerned.

Fated Footsteps (3,415 words)

Summary: Percy can't remember waht happened, but he knows something did. Something that makes him sick to his stomach, especially now his stomach is expanding beyond the norm.

Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley

Back to where we belong (1,612 words)

Summary: It's time to pick this years family holiday.

Ron knows where he wants to go. He wants to go back, he wants to go home.

Walburga Black/Euphemia Potter

"Where did you go Wally?" (1,940 words)

Summary: Walbuga Black drove her heir away, now she watches as he laughs his way onto the Hogwarts Express. She watches as it takes her heir and spare somewhere safe.

Whilst she watches, SHE comes along, and angel or a demon, it doesnt matter because she is a better witch, a better woman and a better mother then Walburga has ever been, has ever been allowed to be.

Arthur Weasley/Molly Weasley

We won, but at what cost? (1,354 words)

Summry: Molly looks at her empty table, a table that should have been full with all 7 of her children (8 with Harry) but now it's empty. She has lost Fred to death, but she had lost her other children to the ravages of grief.

So she sits at her empty table as she thinks about what they lost and wonders if it was worth it. If her boy was the price worth paying for "peace."

Draco Malfoy/Neville Longbottom

Roots entwined, Wings unfurled (8,996 words)

Summary: Draco has been struggling for 8 long years, ever since his Veela heritage was unhidden from him. Now he is hiding away from the rest of the world, and himself. Or he would be if his garden wasn't magically feral and trying to eat him.

Enter one Neville Longbottom. One of the very few wizards who hadn't recieved his soul mate mark at 17. Now, at 25, his entire life was about to turn upside down, all because Harry asked him to help the man who had helped to make his childhood hell.

Alastor Moody/Kingsley Shacklebolt

Bernard's Castle (3,452 words)

Summary:

One day! Just one nice, normal day out. That was all Harry wanted. He supposes its too much to ask for when VOldemort wants to kill you andall of his death eaters are out to kill you.

No matter what though, those who love him will make sur ehe has just one nice, normal (ish) day out.

Harry Potter/Geroge Weasley

I Loved Him First (4,177 words)

Summary: It's Harry and George's wedding day. Everyone they love is here, at least those alive. But there are still so many empty seats.

Imagine thier suprise when they get unexpected guests from beyond the veil of life and death.

Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy

Harry and the oddly supportive notes (2,697 words)

Summary: Harry struggled to furfill an order for his muggle to magical object shop. In a bout of pain, he sent an unprofessional letter back explaining his grief. SInce then he has recieved oddly supportive, anonymous letter. Ones that made him feel better about everything in his life.

Or they did until they suddenly stopped coming, causing Harry to hafe to find the note sender himself.

Wolfstar

Judge Judy: Wolfstar edition (1,520 words)

Summary: Remus Lupin has had to take one Siirus BLack to court to pay for the damges he caused. A nother fun filled day in the courtroom of one Judge Judy Scheindlin.

Sleep Paraylasis (837 words)

Summary: Sirius cant move, he cant do anyhthing, he can barely breath. Every bad thing that ha sever happened to and because of him races through his paralysied body and he cant do anything about.

But his light, his light that shines so brightly in the darkness of Sirius' life is there to hold him.

We Will Find Our Own Herd, Our Own Family (19,008 words, animal au)

Summary: The Marauders are animals. Sirius and Regulus are leaving their herd, the Blackmanes, they want a new start. They will find their new family on the way as long as they stick together.

I'm real, I'm here. Open your eyes and see. (871 words)

Summary: Remus often dreams about Sirius and it makes him reluctant ot open his eye to the nothing he knows he will find when he does. But will he? Has he really lost everything?

High Tide Came and Brought You to Me (5,750 words)

Summary: Remus was cursed as a child and became a wermerman. 20 years later and he still hates himself and what he becomes once a moth. Maybe some new addotions to his cove will help him feel a bit more at peace with himself?

Months of love and work for Moony's sweet treat (741 words)

Summary: Remus had a rough moon, so now Sirius decides its time to share the secret project he's been working on for the last few months. Anything to treat his Moony when he isnt feeling his best.

Red, White and Blue: I Love You (5,304 words)

Summary: Remus came back from deployment different. He has no faith in himself with the changes to his body. How could he inflict himslef upon his wonderful husband?

Unfortunatly, said wonderful husband is madly in love with Remus and just waiting for him to stop being a prat and come home to him.

The World Is Ending and Yet I Smile (535 words)

Summary: The Moon is broken and the moonlight fractured, and yet Sirius looks a this husband and smiles

Wait, you're the wolf? (6,616 words)

Summary: Sirius has just watched his brother walk away to change their lives again. Either hi brother's possibly a werewolf boyfriend would claim and protect him, or he wouldnt and Sirius will have to grab his brother and run again.

He really needs a hug, so he goes to find his possibly a boyfriend lover Moony, the idea that maybe Moony is a werewolf too has rattled around his brain, but unlike Regulus, he knows better.

You're still a traitor (1,949 words)

Summary: Sirius came from the veil to find to his family.

He found them, he found them ensconded in The Burrow.

Harry was there and alive and still carrying on. And so was Remus.

But this time the love of Sirius' life was married, to his cousin no less.

Sirius has to be the brave one, now, the mature one but he really doesnt want to be.

Our house of stone where the ivy grows (2,177 words)

Summary: Sirius is in ana rrange dmarrigae, one to a cruel man. If she wants to save her brother and her werewolf lover, the love of ehr life, she has to go through with it.

Maybe one day she will be reunited with Remus, maybe she will be wrapped in remus arms and she in hers. Maybe, but until then Sirius will hope. She will hope that their dreams become reality.

That house was not a home:I never meant to leave you there alone (3,013 words)

Summary: Sirius wakes up in morning, reads the Daily Prophet and his whole life was suddenly changed.

The world is cruel and dark and he needs his brother who is forever gone.

The gold of your eyes is worth more then all of my medals (8,840 words)

Summary: After a disastorous drunk driving crash caused by Siirus he ran from Remus, the love of his life.

10 years later and Remus is watching as the only man he has ever loved gains his fourth Olympic gold medal, now if only he owuld smile at Remus the way he is at the camera.

Maybe one more, baby? (1,075 words)

Summary: Sirius and Remus are watching their son, Teddy Lupin-Black, as he graduates Hogwarts, their family surrounding them as they do so.

Flight of Destiny (2,872 words)

Summary: Sirius is finally free of her abusive husband. As a widower she has gone on her first muggle holiday. On the way home she meets the love of her life.

I love you as you are (2,723 words)

Summary: During the war Bella cursed Sirius, now he is a dog hybird. A dog hybrid who hides it from everyone but Remus and Harry in their home.

Now he is stranded in London with no way to get home.

Family Line: It ends with me (12,679 words)

Summary: Sirius didn't know he was pregnant when he ended up back at Grimmauld Place, but now he does. And he will do anything to keep his child away from Walburga and get them safely to their father.

Including die if necessary.

It's not goodbye, it's not forever, it's just not right now (4,623 words)

Summary: Sirius is a disaster of a man and he needs help. He refuses to get it though and Remus is bearing the brunt of that until he decides that he can't any longer.

Touching me, touching you (There is nothing magic can’t do) (4,619 words)

Summary: Remus is away with work, Sirius has had a stressful day.

Thank fully Remus as a suprise and a new way to be intimate with Sirus, even if they are on opposite sides of the world.

Whoops, I spilt the tea (730 words)

Summary: McGonagall has ordered Sirius to spill the tea, so that's exactly what he does.

Back to the start, but this time together (910 words)

Summary: The occupents of Grimmauld Place are rushing to catch the Hogwarts Express. Its time to take a new trip on the train that hearlded so many changes in all their lives. This time they are going to catch it together.

Thank you for giving me the stars (5,540 words)

Summary: Remus and Teddy are outcasts, on the edge of Axolotl society, but Teddy makes a new friend and it looks like Remus may make a something more who is willing to show him the stars.

Finding my fate in the sensory room (2,312 words)

Summary: Remus is tired, exhausted more like and so he takes his hyper 4 year old into the empty sensory room to have alittle bit of peace and quiet.

Unbeknownst to Remus, that one action, on that one specific day, would change four lives for the better.

The Night I Couldn't Stay Beside You (2,337 words)

Summary: Its the full moon again. Remus hates each and every one of them, buy especially this one as he looks down a this mother and can do nothing but hope she will still be there when the monster leaves him gain for another month.

All he can do is hope that she stays, thats all he wants, all he will beg and plead and pray for, his mum to still be here with him when he awakens with the moonset.

Give it to me (2,232 words)

Summary: It's Remus 65th Birthday. He is alive and his husband, Sirius has a suprise for him, and it's not just him in his sexy little black dress.

Wolves and wishes (2,355 words)

Summary: Remus wants the best for his boy, after all, he has to go through life with a werewolf father, in a world that still hates Remus for what he is, war hero or not.

Enter one Sirius Black, best friend extrodinare, but what if Sirius wants more?

Would You Love Me If I Killed Them All For You? (7,372 words)

Summary: Sirius has learnt where Dumbledore has been sending Remus, back to the packs he despises. Using his as bait to lure out Greyback. The monster of Remus' nightmares.

Sirius can not, will not stand by and let htis happen, let Remus be used like this. No matter what he has to do to stop it, to keep hi Moony safe.

Moonlit Terror: Xenomorphs in the Wizarding World (9,244 words)

Summary: There are xenomorphs in Hogwarts. Xenomorphs that are killing anyone and everyone.

The Marauders are sperated. Sirius will make it back to his friends and out of the nightmare their home has become or die triyng.

Never Again (1,018 words)

Summary: Sirius and Remus are about to pay Dumbledore a visit.

They gave their entire lives and the family they clawed together for themselves up for him and his war. That will NOT be Harry's fate!

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