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hollowed-theory-hall · 11 months ago

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Hello!! So, I saw an argument about Harry's uhm looks? I guess. A lot of people basically headcanon him as someone buff. I digress, I'm part of the uhm more realistic? group. Harry's been starved and abused his entire life. I doubt he'll gain the weight and the height everyone else wants him to have. Years later. maybe. But in 6th year? While on the run? 3 years after the war? Doubt. do you think he would be able to get super tall and buff? Also, do you think its possible he used the same methods the dursleys used to punish himself?

I mean, anyone can headcanon whatever they want, but, I'll try to explain via quotes, what Harry's height and muscle situation is likely to be. I believe the reasons some headcanon him as buff and tall are:

Harry had pinned Mundungus against the wall of the pub by the throat. Holding him fast with one hand, he pulled out his wand.

(HBP)

He lifts Mundungus by his throat with one hand easily, and he practices Quidditch like 3 times a week at least. This implies that Harry has some muscle on him.

And he's mentioned to be James' height when he's 17:

James was exactly the same height as Harry.

(DH)

Which was supposedly tall, according to both, Harry:

tall and untidy-haired like Harry, the smoky, shadowy form of James Potter

(GoF)

And Voldemort:

the tall black-haired man in his glasses

(DH)

Now, let's put Harry's height in the context of other character heights. Particularly of interest are characters taller than him, to get an image of how tall is "tall." And some shorter characters to help figure out his exact height.

Sirius, Ron, Voldemort, and Dumbledore are all taller than Harry and exceptionally tall in general. They are each likely to be over 6 feet tall, making Harry likely less than 6' (183 cm). Supporting this is this quote:

Once the painful transformation was complete he was more than six feet tall, and from what he could tell from his well-muscled arms, powerfully built.

(DH)

This means Harry is less than 6' and isn't super buff. But, I want to get to his specific height, because I have a lot to say about character heights.

Like, Dumbledore is probably the tallest character who isn't a half-giant because he's towering over everyone except Hagrid and Maxime. In book 6, he's literally taller than all the inferi in the cave:

Dumbledore was on his feet again, pale as any of the surrounding Inferi, but taller than any too,

(HBP)

And Abeforth (who's as tall as Dumbledore) is taller than Ron, who's one of the other tallest characters in the books:

Ron looked slightly sick. Aberforth stood up, tall as Albus, and suddenly terrible in his anger and the intensity of his pain.

(DH)

Making the Dumbledores really tall. My estimate is around a whooping 6'5 (195 cm).

Sirius is mentioned to be taller than Snape, and the tallest Marauder:

said Sirius, standing up. He was rather taller than Snape

(OotP)

To Sirius’s right stood Pettigrew, more than a head shorter

(DH)

A head, in height, should be around one foot (30.48 cm). As the average height of a man in England in 1998 was around 5'8 (174.4 cm), this would make Sirius around 6'2 (188 cm), therefore taller than average, and Pettigrew around 5'2 (157 cm), shorter than the average, but still both at a reasonable height.

Ron is almost as tall as the twins at 11:

“Shut up,” said Ron again. He was almost as tall as the twins already and his nose was still pink where his mother had rubbed it.

(PS)

And, just, really tall in general:

He stepped forward. Not as tall as Ron, he had to crane his neck to read the yellowish label affixed to the shelf right beneath the dusty glass ball.

(OotP)

So I estimate Ron at around 6'3 (190 cm).

Voldemort who grew up on war rations is still described very consistently as tall, regardless of childhood malnourishment:

He was his handsome father in miniature, tall for eleven years old, dark-haired, and pale

(HBP)

tall, pale, dark-haired, and handsome — the teenage Voldemort.

(HBP)

Taller than Bellatrix (who's taller than Harry). Voldemort is also considerably taller than Pettigrew, as he has to bend to reach Pettigrew's arm when both are standing:

Voldemort bent down and pulled out Wormtail’s left arm; he forced the sleeve of Wormtail’s robes up past his elbow

(GoF)

I usually place Voldemort at around the same height as Ron, so 6'3 (190 cm).

Fred and George, though, are mentioned to be shorter and stockier, more similar to Molly's build:

Charlie was built like the twins, shorter and stockier than Percy and Ron, who were both long and lanky.

(GoF)

but are mentioned to shrink to become Harry in book 7:

Hermione and Mundungus were shooting upward; Ron, Fred, and George were shrinking

(DH)

I actually place the twins around 6' (183 cm) so they could be taller than Harry, but shorter than Ron. The twins are likely taller than Charlie.

Bellatrix, as a woman, should also be shorter on average, but considering how tall Sirius is mentioned to be, it appears the Blacks are just considerably taller than the average, even the women:

a tall dark woman with heavy-lidded eyes, who had stood at her trial and proclaimed her continuing allegiance to Lord Voldemort

(OotP)

She was taller than he was, her long black hair rippling down her back, her heavily lidded eyes disdainful as they rested upon him;

(DH)

So I place her at around 6' (183 cm) as well, as an exceptionally tall lady.

So where does this place Harry?

During the first 4 books, Harry is short and small for his age. When he's 13, he and Hermione are bit shorter than Pettigrew:

He was a very short man, hardly taller than Harry and Hermione.

(PoA)

(Ron, noticeably, is taller than Pettigrew at 13)

So, so Harry at 13 was around 5'1 (155 cm). And so was Hermione.

Then in between books 4 and 5 puberty kicks in and probably causes a slight growth spurt that makes him more attractive to girls around him:

He was a skinny, black-haired, bespectacled boy who had the pinched, slightly unhealthy look of someone who has grown a lot in a short space of time.

(OotP)

Parvati Patil and Lavender Brown, the last two of whom gave Harry airy, overly friendly greetings that made him quite sure they had stopped talking about him a split second before. He had more important things to worry about, however:

(OotP)

And then he has another, larger growth spurt between books 5 and 6:

“You’re like Ron,” she [Molly] sighed, looking him up and down. “Both of you look as though you’ve had Stretching Jinxes put on you. I swear Ron’s grown four inches since I last bought him school robes.

(HBP)

“And it doesn’t hurt that you’ve grown about a foot over the summer either,” Hermione finished, ignoring Ron. “I’m tall,” said Ron inconsequentially. [Ron is objectively correct]

(HBP)

Post book 6 growth spurt, we know Harry is below 6' (183 cm) but close enough to 6' to be above the average of 5'8 (174.4 cm) and be considered "tall", and grow "about a foot" after said growth spurt.

I personally place his height at 5'11 (180 cm), to make all of the above make sense.

And while he is physically fit, he is likely very thin from years of malnourishment. So, he likely has some muscle on him, but he's very lean with little to no fat during his Hogwarts years (he'd likely gain more weight as an adult living peacefully with regular meals). So, Harry in the books isn't what I'd call buff, but he has some muscle and can definitely throw a punch. As he grows older post-canon, I think he could get buff if he set his mind to it.

(I actually have notes about the height of a bunch of other characters. Hermione is shorter than Harry and Ron, but noticeably taller than Ginny (5'1 or 155 cm - edited Ginny's height since I think she's shorter than the former estimate of 5'2. Bellatrix says “Very well — take the smallest one,” with Hermione and Luna (who's also short) present, so Ginny is really short) and probably around 5'4 (162 cm) by book 7. Draco is said to be slightly taller than Harry "Harry did not dare look directly at Draco, but saw him obliquely; a figure slightly taller than he was" - DH, placing Draco at around 6' (183 cm))

For your other question, no, I don't think Harry self-harms, definitely not in any way related to the Dursleys, but that's a different post because I went off about heights. (Edit: There is something to write about Harry not eating when upset, which contradicts my prior statement, but if I'm talking about it, it's getting its own post)

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mirkwoodshewolf · 6 months ago

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Girl's Night Out; Weasley twins x reader

*Author's note*

Okay so another sweet little fanfic I decided to write up this weekend. Now the bond between the twins is more platonic than anything else so no romantic pairings here I'm afraid sorry not sorry. But anyways no warnings in here whatsoever just full on fluff all around and for any anime fans out there, look VERY carefully there's a hint to one of my fav. animes in this fic :) Enjoy my lovelies :)

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5th Year at Hogwarts is probably the most stressful time for any student. You think they’d at least give you warning of what is to be expected of you but nope. Every 5th year had to start prepping for the upcoming OWL’s come the Spring term and that would forever decide where we score into our upcoming careers in the Wizarding world.

And yes while I had been cramming and sending our approvals for my specific OWL’s exams, I also tried to make sure that I wasn’t going stir crazy over it. Me and my friends. At least once a month we’d all agree to take a ‘girl’s night’ to shut out the world and rant out our troubles. However this month everyone seemed to be busy with something.

It was Divinations class when I jogged up to meet Angelina and said to her.

“Oi Ang, I had managed to sneak in that muggle game I had told you about, you wanna play it tonight?”

“Sorry (Y/n), Woods asked me to come meet him down by the Quidditch field after classes today. I might be in lines for becoming the next team Captain after he graduates.”

“Oh that’s great congrats!”

“Well don’t congratulate me yet. You know how he is, Quidditch is his whole life. Plus I’m not the only one he asked for.”

“Well I’m sending you my best regards, next to Woods, you’re the best player on the team.”

“Even more than the twins.”

“Especially better than the twins. Just don’t tell them I said that.”

“My lips are sealed. Well I better get a move onto Ancient runes next, maybe we can play the game next month?”

“Sure yeah absolutely. Mrs. Norris hasn’t found the game yet and I shall continue to keep it that way.” She gave me a brief nod before she went down the stairs faster just so that she could get to her next class before she’d be late.

Again I understand if one person can’t make it, we all have lives outside of hanging out with each other. Plus Angie’s been eyeing the Team Captain position since the start of the year. She’s been monitoring Wood’s tactics and has been listening a lot more on his calls if there’s ever a player down. No matter I wish her all the luck (even though she doesn’t really need it).

I was now in the Great Hall when I saw Katie Bell and Alicia Spinnet eating their lunch while also doing some homework. I sat in front of them and greeted them.

“Hey Katie, Spinnet.”

“Hey (Y/n).” they both chorused.

“So over the summer I had discovered a fascinating new muggle product while I was staying with my aunt. Apparently there are these masks of thin sheets that go over your face and it says it helps exfoliate and rejuvenate the skin. And that’s not the best part, they’re also supposed to be scented too. I’ve got pomegranate, tea tree, honey and pumpkin. Which ones shall I put you ladies down for?” but they too looked at me solemnly.

“About that (Y/n) I unfortunately have to cancel staying in tonight. I got caught by Professor Snape passing letter between two Slytherin lovers. Them bastards wanted me to get caught so I’m stuck in detention.” Katie said while grumbling at some parts.

“Oh, that’s fine. I’m sorry that happened to you Katie.”

“It is what it is. That greasy git always seems to favor Slytherin students over anyone else. But if those can be saved for next time, I’d really like to try the pomegranate one.”

“Sure, yeah I can save them. What about you Alicia? Can you make it to the girls’ night?”

“I’m afraid I’m gonna have to skip this month’s get together too. I’m up for the Captain’s position on the Quidditch team.”

“So is Angie. Best watch yourself Spinnet, she’s been eyeing the Captain’s position for a while.”

“We may be teammates but it doesn’t mean I’m gonna go easy on her.”

“I doubt she’d want you to.” Replied Katie.

“Sorry (Y/n), maybe next month?” Alicia assured me unsurely.

“Yeah sure no worries.” I stood up and walked out of the Great Hall, my stomach starting to twist and churn a bit. Okay so all my roommates can’t make it perhaps some of the other girls from the other houses can still make it. After all I’m not just close friends with just the girls in my house.

But I was met with the same responses. They were either too busy with school work, or had to serve detention or were too busy focusing on their OWL’s. By the end of the day I was exhausted and feeling rather anxious.

The past few months I’ve been stressing about the OWL’s that I’ve actually bitten off more than I can chew so when it comes time to actually take the exams, I’ll probably be the only Gryffindor still working on the exam by nightfall. Why did I apply and get accepted to so many of them? Spending time with the girls of my year and having our GNO allowed me to just shut my brain off of worrying about the OWL’s for one night but now no one is able to come.

I sat alone in one of the many hallways on a bench feeling the weight of the OWL’s starting to really overcome me. Tears of anxiety were burning in my eyes as I tried to keep them in while I tried to control my breathing as well as I could feel my chest starting to constrict.

“Well, well, well look at who we have here?” I softly gasped and wiped my tears away and plasted on my best fake smile.

“Weasleys.” I greeted.

“And what do you think you’re doing up here all by yourself?” asked Fred.

“Oh you know, just sitting here in an empty hallway just pondering the day away and longing for the weekend to start after a long weeks’ worth of school.” From the look on the twin’s faces I knew they weren’t buying my excuse. They turned to look at each other with a knowing look before coming over and sat on either side of me.

“You wanna run that by us again?” asked George.

“It’s true, really I just….needed to get away from it all.” I don’t know why I’m even trying to continue to lie to them.

“That’s rubbish.” They chorused together. Normally the twins never got serious but when they did, you just felt it in their tones. They weren’t angry at my lie but I could tell they were concerned about me. I mean after all we’ve been friends since the very first train ride to Hogwarts back in our first year.

“Come on out with it (L/n),” Fred said gently shoving my shoulder with his.

“What’s going on?” George finished as he leaned a bit closer to me. I let out a deep sigh as I allowed my head to drop.

“It seems I’ll be spending another sleepless night in the library studying for the upcoming OWL’s.”

“Again? (Y/n) you still have plenty of time to study. Besides like you said, you’ve already been caught in the library by Filch twice this month. Luckily Professor McGonagall has been there to bail you out but I doubt she’ll allow it a third time.” Said Fred.

“Besides, ain’t tonight supposed to be your Girl’s night with Angelina and the others? You girls never skipped out on your time together since the start of the year.” George asked.

“Yeah that’s what I thought too.” I grumbled. “I get that sometimes things have to be moved around or people cancel plans, but when its every single one of them……”

“So you’re the only one of our year whose going to be there?” George asked sympathetically.

“Might as well be a party of zero.” I let out another sigh and said solemnly, “Sorry guys but I just want to be alone right now.” I stood up and walked away from them.

Later that night I was the only girl in my dorm and I had books and papers scattered everywhere. The silence was deafening and I was going stir-crazy, if I had to memorize another timeline or how long it takes to brew Polyjuice potion I might just explode. I fell backwards on my bed, the sound of books slamming to the ground and parchments falling everywhere.

“Why couldn’t I have made a strict decision? Why do they expect me to know what I want to do with my life at the tender age of 15?” a knock was heard at the door. I lifted my head, who could that be? Surely it wasn’t the girls they would’ve just walked in? The knocking came again and I stood up and walked towards the door.

I opened it up and saw no one. I looked left then right but no one was there but then my ears perked at the sound of what sounded like crackling. Soon enough flying right in front of my face was a small sparkler briefly whizzing much like the Golden snitch before it flew right past me with a whirl before exploding into a tiny but bright pink and orange firework.

Soon the sound of more sparklers came from behind me as they whizzed by me, while most started going off in the room lighting up the entire dorm in various colors and shapes, others danced around me while one in particular seemed to dance around my hands. When I pulled my hands closer, it followed my hand and when I lifted my hand up, it flew upward before coming back down towards my other hand.

I giggled as I tossed the firework up into the air and then performed a bit of a dance with it before tossing it up again. After a few times of playing with it, when I tossed it into the air it soon exploded and a message soon appeared in fireworks.

COMMON ROOM. NOW.

The fireworks soon faded and all was normal again except for the smell of gunpowder that now stunk up the room. Oh Angie and Katie aren’t going to like that but I best not keep whoever sent those fireworks waiting. I left my dorms and headed up to the Common room.

When I got there, there wasn’t anyone there. Only the sound of the fireplace going and the occasional school ghost appearing before fading away.

“Hello?” I softly called out. Suddenly I felt arms take hold of mine as I was lifted up off my feet.

“Target,”

“Acquired.”

“Hey wait what?!” I was then carried away up towards the boys dormitory. “Fred, George what are you both doing?”

“You know how these stairs work,” Fred answered.

“Can’t risk us sliding all the way back down can we?” George finished.

“You guys seriously can’t carry me like this all the way up to your dorm room.” I said bluntly.

“You doubt our strength?” they both chorused offendedly.

“Besides it’s either this way or over the shoulder and I doubt you’d want that.” George said.

“Unless you really want to.” Teased Fred flirtatiously.

“Oh sod off Freddie.” I grumbled. Finally we arrived at their dormitory level and yet I was continued to be dragged by my arms towards their room. “You guys can let go now, I’m not going to run.”

“We know.” They both said together.

“It’s just fun carrying you this way.” Said George.

“If you pipe down.” Fred finished.

“Well it’s not very comfortable for me. My arms are starting to fall asleep.”

“Aww bless her.” Cooed George.

“Guys seriously put me down!” I couldn’t help but laugh as I squirmed but they kept a firm hold on me. Finally we arrived at their dorm room.

“Now then (Y/n),” Fred started as they finally allowed my feet to touch the ground.

“Come and join us.” They both said together before opening up their dorm room and pushed me in first before entering right behind me shutting the door. I turned towards them massaging my biceps trying to get the feeling back into them as I snapped at them.

“Okay what the bloody hell was all that about?” they shushed me before Fred spun me around and I took a good look at their dorm room. I was in awe, fairy lights strung above each of their beds and all around the room, a nice pillow fort was built at the center of their room filled with blankets and pillows, the perfect spot for nesting. Snacks, drinks and food from the Great Hall was even spread out on one of the tables, and the smell of sandalwood incense encompassed the room. “Wha…..what’s this?”

“What’s this she says. This here is a girl’s night out.” Fred replied.

“We done our best from how Angie, Katie and Alicia described it.” Said George.

“So what do you think?” asked Fred.

“Guys…..this is……” I covered my mouth with my hands as I was just overwhelmed with emotions. “This is better than how we get the room set up. But why?”

“Why what?” George asked.

“Why did you guys do all of this? I mean not that I don’t appreciate it but it’s too much for just me.”

“Who says you’re staying here alone?” together the twins took out their wands and their normal pajamas turned into silk ones, with matching silk robes that I had made for all the girls in the group. Every nightgown was black and had our initials on them in beautiful cursive penmanship on the breast pocket that was on the left side of the robes, and on the right was a stitched animal representing each of the wearer’s houses. So Fred and George both sported lions representing our Gryffindor house.

“Well are you going to join us or not? I don’t know about you but this week has been brutal.” Fred said as he dramatically fell onto his bed, his hand resting over his forehead. I shook my head at him and took out my wands and transformed my lounge clothes into the same matching silk pajamas and robe.

“And of course no Girl’s night would be complete without this.” George then pulled out my GNO bag.

“How did you….”

“Ah-bah-bah-bah.” George came up and pressed a finger to my lips. “A truly clever wizard never reveals their secrets.” He winked at me before wrapping his arm around me and lead me over to his bed and our official ‘Girl’s’ night began.

I’ve got to give credit to these guys. They were willing to have the face masks on (George especially seemed to love the end result. Couldn’t stop touching his face every two minutes to feel how soft it was), we drank the pumpkin juice and fire whisky as we gossiped about anything and everything. They especially really loved doing the Mad-libs that I had smuggled in.

Most of the food had been eaten pardon the sweets that still laid scattered about. Fred then pulled out a box and he said.

“You ever tried some of these (Y/n)?”

“If those are Bertie bott’s every flavor bean I already tried it. Swore off of them and you know it after you had given me vomit flavored.” I shuddered remembering that day.

“No, not this time. No these are Elephant on a bicycle. You eat one and it makes you sound like the animal that’s on the candy. Here for example, Georgie try this one.” Fred tossed him a green colored candy and George caught it in his hand before putting it in his mouth. After a couple of chews he swallowed it before he started chattering like a monkey.

Fred and I both laughed as George jumped from bed to bed like a monkey before coming over to us and pressed himself against my back and began going through my hair.

“Oi I ain’t got no bugs in there you rotter!” I laughed as I playfully shoved him down. George’s monkey chattering soon ceased as his laughter came back.

“Now you try one (Y/n), I recommend the blue one.”

“It won’t be anything too weird will it?” I asked suspiciously.

“Would I lie to you?” I raised my brow at him. “Okay better yet don’t answer that but seriously just try it.” I shrugged and reached for the blue one and ate it. After a few chews before swallowing it I soon felt a tickle in my throat and I began laughing, but it wasn’t my own laughter. No the laughter that was coming out of my mouth was the sound of a hyena’s laughter.

“What’s so funny (N/n)?” Fred teased as I kept laughing. Even when I tried to answer, all that kept coming out of me were hyena laughs. The twins laughed alongside me until the taste was gone and I could finally speak normally again.

“Alright Freddie, your turn.” He went immediately for a white one and after he swallowed his treat his face morphed into a serious manner as he slowly turned toward me. His eyes staring me down like a predator to its prey. He then pounced and let out a lion’s roar as he pinned me down to his bed playfully roaring down at me.

Since lions and hyenas were natural enemies, Fred really played the role out well as he pretended to get the upper hand over me. Growling down at me before i praised him.

“Well done King of the jungle. You bested me.” After letting out a few more low lion growls, he finally spoke up.

“And don’t you forget it, laughing queen.”

“Laughing queen?” I exclaimed.

“That’s right. Hyenas laugh a lot, you laugh a lot so you’re the laughing queen.” He got off of me and I sat up. I then reached for his pillow before waking him with it right in his face.

“Oh hohoho good one (Y/n)!” laughed Georgie.

“Don’t start something you’re not prepared to finish (L/n).” threatened Fred as he grabbed his other pillow but as he aimed for me, I pushed George in front of me as a human shield and George got smacked in the face with a pillow.

“Oi I was willing to be on your side!” George then grabbed a pillow from his bed and soon a pillow fight broke out between the three of us. We ran across the entire dorm room careful to avoid destroying the pillow fort, or knocking the incense into the ground.

As I came over to Lee’s bed I was suddenly hit from the back then tackled from the front. Next thing I knew I was being tickled at my sides.

“NOOO NOT TICKLING!!” I exclaimed as I writhed trying to get away but Fred ensured that I couldn’t. And to make matters worse, George soon joined in as he had his legs wrap around my ankles so that he could get to my feet. My laughter increased nearly ten times now that I was being tickled on two of my worst spots. “NOHOHOH! MERCY!!!”

“Do you surrender?” they both asked.

“YEHEHEHS! I GIVE! I GIHIHIHVE!” thankfully they ceased their tickle attack and I was left a panting mess. “We…..do not…..do tickle fights….on Girl’s night.”

“You might not but we do.” George said.

“Cause we’re the only ones who know your dark little secret. Unless you’d like Angelina and the rest of the girls to know.”

“NO! No, no, no, no don’t you both dare!”

“Alright, alright don’t get your knickers in a twist.” George said raising his hands in mock surrender. I straightened myself out and grabbed a few more sweets before heading over to the pillow fort and soon the twins joined me.

After eating our weight in candy, the twins and I just lay there in silence staring up at the fairy lights scattered throughout the dorm.

“Really guys, I can’t thank you enough for doing all of this for me.” I said to them gratefully.

“You’re our best friend (Y/n). It was nothing.” Fred shrugged.

“But it was something,” I said turning toward him. “Lately this week, the pressure of the OWL’s has really been affecting me mentally.” I felt George take hold of my hand and he gave it a gentle squeeze. “Everyone expects us to have a career choice already made out to determine what OWL’s we’ll need to take. I mean, you guys already know what you want. Your own joke shop but me…..I don’t know what I want. So I just said anything and everything. And they all accepted me so I’ve got like a dozen of OWL’s to do in such short time.”

“We may act like we’ve got everything in order but we actually don’t. in fact mum isn’t at all too happy that we’re limiting ourselves on our OWL’s.” Fred said to me.

“But it’s nice to know that you think we’ve got our future settled.” I shook my head softly scoffing.

“I’m serious guys, even if you don’t know what’ll happen at least you got a goal set in stone. I literally have no bloody clue what I want. That’s why I’ve been so stressed about the upcoming OWL’s. Because no matter what I may end up passing, I might not want to do that for the rest of my life, or feel like I’m stuck in a rut.” I felt the twins scoot closer to me, George resting his chin on my shoulder while Fred pressed his nose against my temple.

“No matter what your OWL’s determine, you’re still the smartest, brightest witch we know.” Said George.

“Even more than Hermione?”

“Especially more than Granger.” Said Fred.

“And if you ever need a break from the rut you’re in, there’s always room for a potions expert and product sketch designer at our future joke shop.” George suggested.

“You guys would really give me a job in your future shop?”

“We’ll have to speak to the owners.” Fred and George nodded at each other before saying together,

“Owners said yes.” I smiled at them and kissed both of them on the cheek.

“Thank you guys, for everything.” They embraced me between the two of them and for the rest of the night we lay there in comforting silence.

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hp-confessions · 3 months ago

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I will never understand why people think the Whomping Willow prank was a big deal to the Marauders. Remus literally tells us that incidents like that happened all the time and that the four of them found them funny afterwards.

“That was still really dangerous! Running around in the dark with a werewolf! What if you’d given the others the slip, and bitten somebody?”

“A thought that still haunts me,” said Lupin heavily. “And there were near misses, many of them. We laughed about them afterwards. We were young, thoughtless — carried away with our own cleverness.”

There is no way the prank would have been a explosive or even memorable incident in any capacity. Going by extracanon information, it was so irrelevant it wasn’t even mentioned in Remus’s pottermore bio.

I think the fandom downplays just how risky the Marauders’ adventures actually were. It’s not just that they broke virtually every school rule in existence. They became illegal animagi, which could have landed them a life sentence in Azkaban if discovered. They deliberately left the Shrieking Shack at night, with Remus having transformed into a werewolf, and roamed freely across the school and village grounds. As Hermione said, it was extremely dangerous and could have easily gone wrong.

So yes, Sirius was careless and shouldn’t have told Snape how to get past the Whomping Willow (which is all he did – Snape was following them around, had already theorized that Remus was a werewolf, and made a conscious choice to go to the tree despite knowing that Remus’s actions were school-approved as he was with Madam Pomfrey). But what Sirius did should be viewed within the broader framework of the Marauders’ full-moon escapades, which were infinitely more reckless and dangerous right from the get-go. Sirius telling Snape what he did is literally nothing in context.

That’s my issue with people who singularize the incident by saying “but Remus could have killed Snape because of Sirius's actions!” or “Remus must have been so hurt by what Sirius did!” or “their friendship was only preserved because James acted in time to save Snape!”. We are explicitly told that there were many other near misses where Remus could have killed anyone. There were countless other times where something hypothetically could have gone wrong during their wanderings which could have affected the Marauders friendship. Even James saying “you roam round with a werewolf once a month” to Peter in a place crowded with students could have hypothetically resulted in people overhearing him and provoked disaster (we know this worried Remus, who “implored” James to lower his voice). The Marauders were already putting both themselves and a lot of people at risk because of their actions, but were clever/dedicated/resourceful enough to get away with it. Why should the prank be any different, and why is it unnecessarily given so much extra importance? And tbh, the Golden Trio also got into situations that could have potentially ended really badly and affected their friendships, so I don’t really see the need to put the burden of “what ifs” on the Marauders specifically.

Frankly, I think rhe prank was significantly less risky/careless than literally everything else they were doing, given that Snape was the one who chose to go into the whomping willow (ie: he was the only one one putting himself at risk), while on other occasions, the Marauders were the ones deliberately choosing to leave it and roam freely across the grounds.

The golden trio likewise did not view it as anything serious. Hermione just calls it “a stupid trick”, and Harry never even thinks of it, not even after he was shocked by SWM.

Also…we already know that Snape was the one the Marauders were angry at, lol. Sirius is entirely unapologetic about what happened, anx it’s clear from the insults on the Marauder’s Map that Remus and James also put the blame squarely on Snape (“Mr. Moony presents his compliments to Professor Snape, and begs him to keep his abnormally large nose out of other people’s business” / “Mr. Prongs agrees with Mr. Moony, and would like to add that Professor Snape is an ugly git.”)

Like, whether you like or hate the Marauders, I can’t understand why people act as though the prank affected any of their friendships in any way whatsoever. It was simply one of the near misses they laughed about afterwards. The fact that SWM happens after the prank only reinforces this idea.

#confession #harry potter #marauders #remus lupin #sirius black #severus snape #james potter

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72crowe89 · 9 months ago

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Reactions to Reactions to Snape's possible casting

The Hollywood Reporter has reported that Ghanaian-British Actor Paapa Essiedu is being looked at to play the role of Severus Snape for the upcoming Harry Potter show. Here are some of the reactions I've seen of the news from, imho, worst to best, and my reactions to them.

Now, because it needs to be said, every opinion is valid. Even if I respect many opinions and roll my eyes at others, I 100% believe that everyone has the right to feel about this news anyway they want and to express that publicly, as long as they are not harassing either anyone with different opinions or, especially, anyone connected to the production of the TV show because of it.

And now to my reactions:

I don't want a Black Snape because Snape shouldn't be Black: Thank you, next

I don't want a Black Snape because Snape has a specific description in the book that doesn't work with a Black actor: Fair, but Neville was blond in the book, but no one cared that Matthew Lewis wasn't. Daniel Radcliffe famously did not have Harry's iconic black hair and green eyes, but after some grumbling people overall accepted it because Radcliffe embodied Harry's character. Umbridge looked like a frog in the book, but Imelda Staunton's grandmotherly appearance, imho, made Umbridge's actions even more horrific than an actress with a book-accurate appearance. For me, I don't care about changes to a character's appearance as long as they embody that character's personality.

I don't want a Black Snape because a book-accurate Black Snape would be a Black man bullying a White child (because Harry not being White will open up a bigger can of worms) due to lusting after his White mother: Yes. One of the downsides of race lifting characters is that many productions don't consider the nuances in putting a racial minority in a certain role, especially one originally held by a White person, has on the story. This production is going to have to balance book accuracy with the image of a Black man who's main motivation is a White woman who ultimately chose his rich White bully, all the while bullying a White child. Same story, but there are racial politics that weren't there before.

I don't want a Black Snape because any Black actor playing Snape will be harassed to hell and back: I definitely agree with this. I haven't seen Paapa Essiedu in anything else, but I've heard that he's a good actor. It won't matter, however, how talented either he or any other POC actor they consider for Snape is. At best, people just won't get attached to their portrayal because it's too different from the Snape they know. At worst, it will leave them prey to all of the virulent racists who need a new target.

There is no Snape but Alan Rickman: 1000%, which is the real crutch of the matter. The Harry Potter movies are just as iconic as the books, so much so that people sometimes mistake things that were movie exclusive as things that were also true about the book (e.g. Beauxbatons and Durmstrang were both coed in the books rather than one-gendered schools as they are in the movie). Similarly, the cast of those movies were just as iconic. Daniel Radcliffe will always be Harry Potter, Maggie Smith will always be Minerva McGonagall, and Alan Rickman will always be Severus Snape. Rickman's tour-de-force as Snape is so entrenched in the minds of many fans that his portrayal of Snape as a stern but completely over it teacher overshadows the petty and casually cruel Snape from the books. To ask any actor to fill Rickman's shoes in this role is a tall order, taller still for any actor of color, even taller still if the meaner book version of Snape is the one they're aiming for.

#harry potter #harry potter tv show #harry potter tv series #harry potter hbo #paapa essiedu #alan rickman #snape #severus snape #harry potter film series

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sideprince · 1 year ago

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Hello hello, love your blog and all the meta! Do you have any thoughts or saved meta on Snape’s accent? I don’t remember us seeing any indications in book-canon about him having an accent that stands out in any way, but I’d imagine that a poor boy growing up in the midlands (or in the north, as we thought before Spinner’s End was revealed to be in Cokeworth), to have a strong regional accent. Since this is an obvious class marker would he have tried to tone it down or hide it as he got older in Hogwarts? Thoughts?

Hello! Thank you, I'm always surprised anyone reads my posts so that's such a nice thing to hear! I've actually been thinking about Snape's accent lately so I love this ask and also get out of my head.

The books seem to show Snape speaking the Queen's English (ie. the dialect spoken primarily in the South of England and considered by some to be "proper" English, those people being dismissive of regional dialects in ways I personally don't agree with). This can be deduced more from seeing how the dialogue of characters like Dobby and Hagrid are written than anything else. Hagrid is written as speaking with a thick West Country accent, with a lot of "yeh" instead of "you" and "ter" instead of "to" etc. You also see similar clearly denoted regional dialects with characters like Mundungus Fletcher (whose accent is Cockney):

“Blimey,” said Mundungus weakly ___ “Keep your ’airnet on!” said Mundungus

-Order of the Phoenix, Ch. 2

“Well, you’re a bunch of bleedin’ ‘eroes, then, aren’t you, but I never pretended I was up for killing meself -”

-Deathly Hallows, Ch. 11

Because we see these characters with their pronunciations clearly written into their dialogue, we're meant to assume the other characters speak the Queen's English, as no specific dialect is otherwise indicated. McGonagall is Scottish but it's never mentioned that her accent might be as well, and her dialogue doesn't indicate it is either. In fact, if you do a quick search on potter-search.com for the word "Scottish" the only instance that comes up in any of the HP books - which are set in the Scottish Highlands with McGonagall as a prominent Scottish character - is at the end of Deathly Hallows when the dragon the trio break out of Gringotts deposits them in the middle of a Scottish loch. It’s the only time the word Scottish is used in the whole series. I think that says a lot about JK Rowling as the writer and what her own biases are when it comes to writing representatively of the places her story - and its characters - inhabit.

I don't think Rowling put that much thought into Snape's accent and where he's from. The underlying message is that the Queen's English is the "default" accent and peppering her books with regional dialect in the dialogue of folksy characters like Hagrid gives them a bit of color, or that giving someone like Mundungus a Cockney accent denotes his being an untrustworthy criminal (and it's not exactly a revelation that she has unchecked internalized biases that show through her writing). But I also think that she wrote Snape with Alan Rickman in mind and that made her vision of him a bit conflicting, ie. she wrote his backstory as growing up in a Midlands slum and yet he speaks like the RADA trained actor she envisioned him as in her mind.

That won't stop me from coming up with meta about Snape's accent, though! I've been thinking about it lately, actually, because I see a lot of posts that talk about how he must have lost his accent at school to fit in with the other Slytherins, since there are, historically, many pure-bloods and Sacred 28 families in that house and he would have had a hard enough time fitting in as it was. I've always thought these theories made sense but lately I've been wondering if there could be an alternate reading of Snape's accent.

We don't really know much about Snape's mother but I've thought about how she might have come from a reasonably well-off wizarding family, or at the very least from a higher class background than she ended up raising her son in. Although most Brits grow up speaking with the accent of their region, some do grow up speaking how they're taught to at home if it diverges from other locals. The example that comes to mind is how John Lennon always had a scouse accent having grown up middle class in Liverpool, while Paul McCartney - also from Liverpool - spoke the Queen's English because his mother insisted on teaching him to speak it at home, despite their family being working class, in order to give him a leg up through the classist confines of British social classes.

So my own meta has lately been to play with the idea that Snape always spoke with the accent we see his adult self speaking with, because his mother wanted him to have a chance to do better in life than what she was able to give him (again, given how classist British society is, and was especially back in the 60s). It may also explain why he had so few friends as a child: if he was raised to speak the Queen's English in a working class slum, the other children may have ostracized him for it and he may have inadvertently alienated them.

The idea that Snape has always spoken with the accent he has as an adult is partly supported by the conversations we see between Snape and Lily as children, where Snape's accent isn't written in the regional dialects we see other characters having. There are a few minor moments where young Snape seems to have a Northern lilt, but it comes off more as something that slips into his speech than characterizes it, when compared to Mundungus or Hagrid (emphases mine):

‘We’re all right. We haven’t got wands yet. They let you off when you’re a kid and you can’t help it. But once you’re eleven,’ he nodded importantly, ‘and they start training you, then you’ve got to go careful.’ ______ ��They wouldn’t give you to the Dementors for that! Dementors are for people who do really bad stuff. They guard the wizard prison, Azkaban. You’re not going to end up in Azkaban, you’re too -‘ He turned red again and shredded more leaves. Then a small rustling noise behind Harry made him turn: Petunia, hiding behind a tree, had lost her footing. ‘Tuney!’ said Lily, surprise and welcome in her voice, but Snape had jumped to his feet. ‘Who’s spying now?’ he shouted. ‘What d’you want?’

-Deathly Hallows, Ch. 33

There's a bit of Northern in how he says "you've got to go careful" and shortens "do you" into "d'you" but overall his speech is fairly standard Queen's English. It sounds more like a kid trying to sound cool, the way the Weasley twins and even Ron often do (Ron saying "geroff" to his mum, the twins shouting "oy" to each other or saying "blimey" even though they all grew up in Devon and their speech is generally also written following standard Queen's English).

Young Snape's accent may also have been something that caught Lily's attention or just put her at ease - seeing this skinny, twitchy kid wearing odd looking clothes and looking uncared for and poor but hearing him speak with a more familiar accent and vocabulary would have made it easier for her to connect with him. We see from Petunia's dialogue as an adult that she speaks the Queen's English, so we can assume the two girls grew up speaking it at home. There aren't really any colloquialisms in her speech, and what little (and it's really so, so little) we see of Lily seems to show the same.

Some people claim that Snape’s Northern accent comes out when he's triggered, but I can't find examples of it. At his most triggered in the Shrieking Shack in PoA, he still speaks as he always does:

'SILENCE! I WILL NOT BE SPOKEN TO LIKE THAT!’ Snape shrieked, looking madder than ever. ‘Like father, like son, Potter! I have just saved your neck, you should be thanking me on bended knee! You would have been well served if he’d killed you! You’d have died like your father, too arrogant to believe you might be mistaken in Black - now get out of the way, or I will make you. GET OUT OF THE WAY, POTTER!'

-Prisoner of Azkaban, Ch. 19

Even in HBP when he's fleeing and Harry triggers him, his speech is consistent with hiw it’s written through the rest of the series:

'No, Potter!’ screamed Snape. There was a loud BANG and Harry was soaring backwards, hitting the ground hard again, and this time his wand flew out of his hand. He could hear Hagrid yelling and Fang howling as Snape closed in and looked down on him where he lay, wandless and defenceless as Dumbledore had been. Snape’s pale face, illuminated by the flaming cabin, was suffused with hatred just as it had been before he had cursed Dumbledore. ‘You dare use my own spells against me, Potter? It was I who invented them - I, the Half-Blood Prince! And you’d turn my inventions on me, like your filthy father, would you? I don’t think so … no!’ Harry had dived for his wand; Snape shot a hex at it and it flew feet away into the darkness and out of sight. ‘Kill me, then,’ panted Harry, who felt no fear at all, but only rage and contempt. ‘Kill me like you killed him, you coward -‘ ‘DON’T -‘ screamed Snape, and his face was suddenly demented, inhuman, as though he was in as much pain as the yelping, howling dog stuck in the burning house behind them, ‘- CALL ME COWARD!'

-Half-Blood Prince, Ch. 28

There isn't really much in these moments to suggest a Northern accent coming out. So in a radical departure from the fandom, I've been mulling over the meta that Snape always had the accent we see him with. It's not as unlikely as people think, and certainly not impossible.

#Asks #meta #greysleipnir

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You three and Dumbledore are the only ones around here who know I'm an Animagus. -Sirius Black, GoF ch. 27

The implication of this quote just hit me. In context, "around here" means at Hogwarts and Hogsmeade, which excludes Pettigrew and Lupin, but certainly does not exclude the current Hogwarts students (Harry, Ron, and Hermione - "you three") and faculty ("Dumbledore"), including Snape. However, Snape definitely does know that Sirius is an Animagus.

Snape is there under the Invisibility Cloak during Lupin's whole discussion in PoA of how he hadn't told Dumbledore that pertinent fact about Sirius Black. First "the bedroom door [...] opened of its own accord," due to Snape sneaking in; then Lupin tells his story; then Snape reveals that he has been listening. There was no other chance for him to slip in, nor can the door opening be otherwise explained, as Lupin (who knows the place better than anyone) confirms it is not haunted. Thus, Snape has to have heard all about the Animagi.

All of the characters in the GoF scene seem to have forgotten this, which perhaps makes sense, as Snape was invisible and thus didn't leave much of an impression. Also, Snape didn't hear specifically what animal any of the Animagus Marauders were, nor did he see Peter Pettigrew; so his fury at Sirius's "fairy tale [...] about a rat, and Pettigrew being alive" in PoA is perfectly genuine. What is not included in the "fairy tale" allegations, however, is the bit about Animagi. Snape believes that part.

Now, it would make sense if Sirius had said in the quoted GoF scene that only the Golden Trio and Dumbledore knew he could be a dog — but he doesn't say that. Apparently, the world at large is so ignorant of Sirius's Animagus ability — the press is so free from speculation as to Sirius's Animagus form — that Sirius is able to entirely forget about Snape and confidently aver that no one at Hogwarts knows. Perhaps he thinks Snape doesn't know.

The only way this could have happened is if, despite his high levels of animosity towards Sirius, Snape restrained himself from spreading the rumor that Sirius was an Animagus. There is no doubt that, if he had chosen to spread this rumor, it would have been effective. The whole school believed Snape's comment that Lupin was a werewolf, after all; while Lupin isn't a reliable narrator of the scene, Lupin's statement that Snape "let slip that I am a werewolf" hardly sounds as though Snape had to argue through proofs (as Lupin would surely have emphasized that if he had). All of Hogwarts was coming up with progressively more horrifying and unlikely stories of how Sirius had gotten in. The media and the Ministry wouldn't have minded a story that made them look less incompetent, which the revelation of an unregistered Animagus probably would have done. Snape himself believed that Sirius was a despicable man who had betrayed Lily to death and then hoodwinked Lily's son into covering up for him, as did everyone else who hadn't been consciously in the room for Pettigrew's transformation, except Dumbledore.

Except Dumbledore — I think there must be a scene Snape didn't include in passing along his memories, the scene where Dumbledore made him promise not to tell anyone that Sirius was an Animagus. Snape, as has been observed, was always very good at keeping Dumbledore's secrets, even about his own enemies. As we see later in GoF, under Dumbledore's influence, Snape even shakes Sirius's hand; I think no less than Dumbledore's influence would be required to get Snape's silence on Sirius being an Animagus.

This makes Lupin's statement about how Snape "— er — accidentally let slip that I am a werewolf" in PoA even harder to take at face value. If he were to let slip anything, surely it would also involve the murderer he believed was on the loose... and yet it did not. Snape had to have been released from Dumbledore's promise at that moment — perhaps in exchange for his new promise of silence?

It also gives more background to why, in OotP, Snape is especially annoyed with Sirius for getting himself recognized in dog form when Snape himself had worked so hard to ensure no one knew about that. (Of course, Pettigrew was the one who really made Snape's efforts fail, not Sirius, but I'd imagine the whole thing still rankled.)

#pro snape #snape meta #snape fandom #snapedom #sirius black #remus lupin #albus dumbledore

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musicfeedsmysoul12 · 7 months ago

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On a Harry Potter kick rn. Soulmate prompt: Harry Potter (male or fem) and Luna Lovegood romantic soul bond, preferably in fourth or fifth year unless you have a specific idea. Type of soulmate mark/indicator is up to you.

I just really adore Luna as a character and the small peeks we get of her dynamic with Harry in the books, so I'd love to see your take on them as a couple and discovering their bond

If you want a good Rec Ignore the Dementor is a Fantastic Luna/Harry fic.

Note: this is not intended as bashing. Rather is is a bit of a ‘expecting people to end up together is dumb’ and how people often get caught up in fantasy dream worlds. The only person I poke at who I mean to be a bad person is Snape.

People take Soulmates seriously. You’re expected to be utterly perfect for one another. In the Muggle World, it’s illegal to marry anyone not your soulmate unless both your Marks have faded. In the Wizarding World it’s not ullegal but it isn’t common unless you’re Pureblood and your Soulmate not.

Marks appear on the younger Soulmate’s fifteenth birthday. Generations of teens have done rituals and little spells to get a glimpse of how it is. There isn’t a solid way to see though, as Fate tends to hide these things.

(There are other Rituals to, forcing a Mark to be fake. Fate burns those who do these, and promises the victims of them salvation. They work but at a cost, a cost that takes and takes. That gives them their worst dream come true. And then they always break. It doesn’t stop the Rituals. Doesn’t stop people from trying.

It never lasts.)

While there is no true way to tell who your Soulmate is, expectations often abound. Oh those two will be Mated. No they’re just friends! I thought she would end up with her not that girl!

These expectations are considered rude. No one knows after all. Dating before your fifteen is permitted, but expecting your soulmate to be your partner is rude. Trying to date someone with the belief they are your Mark is even ruder.

Still it isn’t uncommon.

Harry knew this, and when his best friends ambush him to try and talk about it points it out.

“No mate, you don’t get it.” Ron said, shaking his head. “Mum saw you don’t have a Mark and her eyes lit up Mate. Me and Hermione-“ he smiled at the bushy haired girl who smiled back, the Marks in their neck obvious “-think she assumed either Hermione, me or Ginny for you.”

“When we didn’t get a third and you said you had no Mark, she began saying of course. Look at Ginny! She’s to young. And then she began talking about weddings.” Hermione said.

“What?” Harry asked in shock.

“Sirius told her off. Said back off as it wasn’t a sure thing and she didn’t know. Also said she might claim he sees you as your dad but she’s certainly trying to shove you into that role since she mentioned you marrying Gin would be like your parents again.” Ron reported. “She was right pissed.”

“It doesn’t help everyone else but Remus seem to agree with her,” Hermione scoffed. “I told Ginny to move on. That she couldn’t be sure and her crush would just worsen things for everyone.”

“Nothing wrong with hoping but expecting? Ick.” Ron made a face. Harry had to agree.

The rest of the summer was uncomfortable. Molly kept trying to have him sit next to Ginny or spend time with her. Ginny tried to be less shy but her blush would occur as she looked at him.

Ron and Hermione were safe places. So was Remus and Sirius.

“We were expected to Match,” Sirius told Harry. “Never mind I don’t like men.”

“I prefer men,” Remus admitted. He smirked. “And yet you met my wife.” Tonks had been around during their third year, much younger then Remus but the two were stupidly in love.

“My Mark… she died,” Sirius admitted. His face was pale. “I don’t like talking about it. But there were so many people shocked and the belief some dark ritual was cast.”

“Wait those rituals are real?” Harry asked. He’d heard rumours and the stories but never knew they were true.

“Oh…” Remus said, realizing something. Sirius sighed.

“Your father woke his birthday with a smear where his Mark should be. Someone had tampered with his Soulmate,” Sirius said bluntly. “We took him to the hospital wing and luckily it seemed that it was the more common ritual used. One the nurse could break.”

“Your mother collapsed at breakfast. And the boy she thought who was her soulmate did to. They were rushed to the hospital wing, and that’s when it came out Lily was James’ soulmate.” Remus finished.

“My mom was under a dark ritual?” Harry asked in horror.

“She was, and the fucker who did it got away since he claimed he didn’t,” Sirius sneered.

“It could have been his Soulmate,” Remus said, though his tone said he didn’t believe it.

“Who was it?” Harry asked but they wouldn’t tell him.

It didn’t matter. Not when Harry saw how they glared at Snape when he came through the door, how Tonks refused to go near him.

It was a sickening thought.

(Did he? Did he not? Harry wasn’t sure if he wanted to know.)

While the buffer of his friends and godparents was good, Harry still found himself trapped in a small compartment with Ginny. Across from him was a girl with long blonde hair who blinked at him.

“The Nargles are after you,” she said dreamily.

“What are Nargles?” Harry asked, desperate to not talk to Ginny.

What followed was actually pretty fascinating, and Harry couldn’t help but ask more questions. Luna was pretty damn brilliant, and snarky like how she talked about Snape obviously being under the influence of a Grease Mister that damaged his brain. Harry about died of laughter as Neville chuckled and Ginny giggled.

It was a rather nice start to the school year.

“Murtlap works,” Luna said as she studied Harry’s hand. Her tone wasn’t her normal one, harder and angrier. “But so does this.” She dug into her bag to pull out a lotion she began applying.

“Thanks Luna.” Harry said. He was tired. Tired of Umbridge. Tired of the murmurs that followed him. Tired of Snape. Tired of Dumbledore refusing to meet his eyes.

Tired of knowing looks when Ginny talked to him and how everyone seemed to expect. It was driving him bonkers. Worse was when Ginny’s boyfriend tried to pick a fight. It was insane.

“Would you like to visit the threstals with me?” Luna asked.

“Sure,” Harry smiled at his friend, letting her lead him off. Visiting death horses was better then worrying about things.

It set up a pattern of Harry seeking Luna out. If them spending time together outside of the lessons Harry taught his fellow students.

Hermione and Ron found it sweet, teasing Harry about a crush. He wasn’t sure if he liked her like that or not. He liked her though. A lot.she was kind and so smart.

When people began commenting about how he was neglecting Ginny he’d turn around and ask what they were expecting. Most shut up after that, wincing at the reminder it wasn’t set in stone.

Luna ignored the whispers and told Harry that it wasn’t his fault people were infected by Nargles. Or Whispims. Or another creature she talked about.

It was nice.

(“Can you stop hanging out with him?”

“He’s not yours Ginny.”

“No but-“

“Are you expecting it?”

“… that’s not fair.”

“Look to your boyfriend.”)

In February, specifically the thirteenth, Harry woke with his cheek tingling. Ron glanced at him and paused, before chuckling.

“Well then, looks like expectations are wrong.” He said, purposely loud. Seamus glanced up and stared at Harry who quickly went to their bathroom to check. A Mark had spread across his cheek, silvery and beautiful.

Luna. He knew it was her birthday.

A hope stirred in him and he dressed fast. He hurried down the stairs. He didn’t care it was a school day.

“I’ve got your bag!” Ron called after him anyway, and Harry barely paid attention as he ran past a group of Gryffindors who stared in shock. One of them was Ginny, whose face crumpled as soon as she saw the Mark.

Running to the Great Hall, he skidded to a stop upon seeing Luna waiting.

Her Mark glowed on her cheek as she smiled at him.

He beamed back.

Note again: Snape did not cast the ritual but he DID in fact know who did it and supported it. It was his soulmate, Bellatrix. She didn’t want to be tied to a halfblood and offered the choice to him. He took it.

#Harry Potter #soulmate Friday #my brain got the better of me #I don’t know where this came from #but here!#not meant as bashing

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What I find comfortable to say is pathetic about James is his righteousness. We see that in SWM when he tries to get Snape to apologise to Lily (I get the sentiment, but you're simply not in the position to do that?), and when he meets Snape on the train and genuinely thinks wanting to be in Slytherin makes you morally inferior.

He was 16 and 11 in these instances, but as much as he grew and learned about the complexities of the world and the human psyche, his slightly childish black-and-white sense of morality was still his downfall.

We hear Lupin say Harry is a lot like James in this aspect, but I think one thing Harry has that James never quite developed to the same level is an enormous amount of empathy. Maybe it's foolish of Harry to not shoot to kill, but Harry managed to empathise with Voldemort, and I think it's safe to assume through Sirius and Remus* that James never managed to do the same with Snape.

*just considering that as adults, Sirius showed absolutely no regret, and Remus, tho he did recognise how bad their attitude towards Snape was, didn't quite recognise just how much it actually impacted Snape. So if Remus is the most enlightened end of the Marauders Moral Spectrum (not a great one altogether), and Sirius is the most clouded, I think James would sit somewhere in the middle, but probably more inclined to agree with Sirius.

Definitely, I agree!! Specifically, I think his hypocrisy about his righteousness is what's pathetic. I said this in the post about James that I linked, but a strong moral code (which James has always had) doesn't actually mean anything without true empathy and understanding towards others. Else it's all too easy to convince yourself that something does align with your moral beliefs. Particularly if those beliefs are very black and white and very rigid. We've seen this plenty of times through history and in the present day, where lack of empathy leads people to believe that X group is evil and that therefore the righteous, moral thing to do is to hurt them.

James believed that Death Eaters = Bad. That much is true enough. But in his mind this became Death Eaters = Slytherins = Bad. And specifically Death Eaters = Slytherins = Snape = Bad. Therefore, Attacking Snape = Good.

This is really just a justification for the fact that James found it validating (and fun, and easy) to pick on Snape. The Gryffindor vs Slytherin/James vs Snape/Good vs Evil dichotomy inherited from his dad was further established in his brain early doors when he met Snape on the train. Lack of empathy is common in teens, who, psychologically, tend to view the world as revolving around themselves. While I think a part of James (very small, very deep down) knew it was wrong, it was easy enough to feel justified in bullying Snape because there's a hint of truth to the worldview that Slytherins are, if not inherently evil, generally not good people. But that doesn't excuse cruelty, obviously, and I think James as a character is a good example of the fact that people who have """""correct""""" moral beliefs are still capable of cruelty.

I also think tumblr/twitter 'SJW' culture are places this is seen very clearly, when people who express opinions even slightly outside of what's considered acceptable, even if it's a simple mistake borne of ignorance, are dogpiled on and cyberbullied in the name of social justice, when in reality it would be much more productive and much kinder in many situations to just calmly engage in honest conversation. Certain spaces (echo chambers) do breed a lack of empathy, and in general people who have strong opinions but haven't the empathy to realise the world inevitably contains a wide variety of opinion, and lack the understanding to back up their own beliefs, tend to react with great hostility to anyone who doesn't share them.

Point is, you aren't automatically a good person because you have the 'right' beliefs. What matters is what you do.

Anyway I got sidetracked. But I also wanted to say that I think Lily is the opposite of James in this. She's empathetic to a fault. She has so much empathy towards Snape that she fails to see (or at least to really address) his problems and the danger he represents to her, at least until it's nearly too late. I'd say Harry is somewhere in between his parents, which is probably a good thing. Also I do think that because they were opposites in this regard, Lily and James were probably quite good for each other haha and balanced each other out, eventually growing towards a similar place somewhere between Lily's blind empathy and James's black and white morality. So he became less rigid and she became more structured (this is the new she was dramatic he was dynamic)

On the Lupin-Black Scale (lmao) I agree that at first James was more towards Sirius's end, but the way I see him, he later began to drift a little bit towards the Remus end. About Remus himself, I think he is an incredibly empathetic character. He's responsible for bringing Peter into the group. Similarly he picks up quickly on the fact that Neville needs a bit of encouragement and provides this quite subtly and quite effectively, and he also notices when Harry is distressed and helps him too. The trouble is that Remus's empathetic nature is at war with his need to be accepted, which is why he tolerates certain behaviours from his friends even knowing it's wrong. In this post about Remus from a while ago, I talked about the fact that Remus is a character full of similar contradictions, and very aware of them himself. His being a werewolf (the stark opposite of his kind, mild, thoughtful nature) is a really good metaphor for that!

#jily #james potter #replies #lily #james #remus #meta #jl

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fruitywritter · 2 years ago

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Alone with you

You and Hermione hate each other, or that’s what you and everyone else thinks. But all of the fights and the flirting between you guys might mean something, right?

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I also posted this on my Ao3 account, so if you find it there just know that it’s me.

This is going to be only a few more chapters since it’s a small story.

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Walking down the corridors along with Draco, Blaise and Pansy, you were heading towards your last class for today, potions. You were in a bad mood all day since your parents decided to destroy your mood by sending you a letter, telling you that you couldn’t stay with them for Christmas holidays because something happened.

You weren’t sad about that, you had already made plans about staying at Hogwarts. All of your friends were going to their families for Christmas, so you would be alone. It was better than going home anyways, your parents weren’t the best and you hated being around them. So staying at Hogwarts wasn’t anything new.

What made you furious was the nerve that your parents had to tell you that you couldn’t be there even though they happily invited your two other siblings. You were the black sheep in the family, you were the one who always got the hate, you never got the attention from your parents. On the other hand, your siblings had all the love growing up.

It made you sad.

However, you didn’t show it. You pretended like you didn’t care at all, you wanted to appear strong in front of the others. And that’s what you did, for many years now. When you first went to Hogwarts, you didn’t have anyone, you knew nobody. Your first year was the worst. Since you were the oldest child of your parents, you didn’t have any of your siblings there. Not that it would help, your friendship with your brother and sister was kind of the same with your mother and father.

In your fourth year now, you had your friends, some of them didn’t really matter but you managed to find some loyal ones. For example, Draco Malfoy. You two had similar interests and family issues. He was the one you were going after a bad day, he understood you. Draco was also coming to you everytime he had a fight with his father and you did your best to calm him down.

You also managed to gain a reputation in school. You and Draco were two of the most famous students there, Harry Potter would be another one. Draco and him didn’t really like each other from the start, as the blonde boy had said to you when you two became closer friends in the second year.

You didn’t have anything against the dark haired boy, but since your best friend didn’t fancy him, you made it your goal to make his life hell with Draco.

You didn’t really have many enemies there, everyone was kind of afraid of you and since you were a Slytherin and best friends with Draco Malfoy, they didn’t try to mess with you. Everyone would do as you said. No one dared to talk back to you.

No one except for a specific brown haired Gryffindor.

Hermione Granger.

The best student in Hogwarts, a muggleborn and ‘the brightest witch of her age’ as many people called her.

You and your friends would often bully her or any other Gryffindors but she was the only one who stood her ground. She didn’t care about your stupid remarks or about the times that you would call her a ‘mudblood’. Others would cry, but she never did.

Gryffindor and Slytherin shared some classes together, so you often had to see each other in class. It was clear that Hermione and you didn’t fancy each other from the start, just like Harry and Draco.

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Hermione sat alone inside the classroom, it was her last class for the day. She was patiently waiting for Harry and Ron to enter the room but they were running late. She breathed out when she saw you and your friends walking through the door step. She wasn’t in the mood today so she looked away, hoping that you wouldn’t acknowledge her presence.

Her two friends appeared just in time as Professor Snape entered the classroom behind them. They walked towards Hermione, as she opened her books getting ready for the lesson to begin.

“Bloody hell, Hermione. When did you get here so fast?” Ron mumbled quietly.

“Well, while you two were goofing around, I actually walked to class.” She replied, quickly looking around and accidentally catching your eyes. You smirked sending her a smirk before turning your gaze back in front of you as the professor started talking about something.

Hemione simply rolled her eyes as she turned her attention back to writing notes. She wasn’t in the mood today for your stupid remarks. Today was a bad day for her, she had so many assignments to do and she was running out of time. She was planning to head to the library after the class was over, her goal was to finish as much as she could today. In a few days Christmas vacation was starting and since she, Harry and Ron decided to spend the holidays at Hogwarts, Hermione wanted to relax from homework.

Few minutes had passed as the Gryffindor turned her head again towards you, but Pansy already had your attention as she was whispering something to you. You two were giggling quietly as professor Snape handed out the next assignments for the holidays.

“Granger is staring at you.” Pansy commented as you turned your gaze to the Gryffindor girl, meeting your eyes she blushed and immediately looked in front of her, not daring to look at your way again. You chuckled and reached to take a small blank paper from your bag, quickly writing down on it and throwing it towards the brown haired girl. Luckily it went right in front of her hands on the desk and without Snape noticing it.

Hermione’s full attention was now on the small paper on her hands, quickly looking forward to checking if the professor noticed. When she made sure that no one saw it she read the note in her hands.

Like what you see, Granger?

She left a quiet groan and rolled her eyes, throwing the note inside her bag and turning her attention back again to the assignment in her hands. She couldn’t help but think about you, the day wasn’t over yet and you already had pissed her off numerous times.

As the class finished you stood up, throwing your things into your bag when you heard Draco talking from beside you, “We’re going back to the common room, are you gonna come or..?”

“Uh.. Actually I think I’m gonna go to the library for a bit, I need to do some assignments..” You said, throwing your bag over your shoulder and starting walking towards the door with the others.

Draco nodded, giving you a smile. You felt someone bumping into you as you looked at the person, annoyed. Before you could speak, the blonde boy snapped towards the redhead. “Watch where you going, Weasley!”

Hermione was quick to notice what was going on and walked towards them. “Leave him alone, Malfoy” She looked at you before grabbing Ron and leaving before either Draco or you had any time to respond.

“She really gets on my nerves..” Draco sighed from beside you. As you nodded and started walking away from the Slytherin. “Hey! We will talk later, right?”

“Yep. Now I gotta go. So, have fun with whatever.” You dismissed yourself as you turned to another corridor on your left. You really weren't in the mood to socialize with anyone, so hiding yourself inside the library, where nobody could find you was the best idea you had.

Hermione had just left the Gryffindor common room and was heading towards the library, she greeted the librarian and went to sit on a table deep into the room, where no one would find her. Hermione liked quiet places, it helped her concentrate.

You just had entered the library, you looked around as you walked through the bookshelves going towards the place you always found comfort in. Since your first year, that place inside the library was the only one where no one was able to find you. That and the tree you had found in your second year there. You would always go there when you wanted to distance yourself from things. Only Draco knew about it, but he knew better than to visit you there.

You stopped in your tracks as you noticed that another person was sitting at your table, you couldn’t recognise who that might be, due to the lack of light in there since only the light of a small lamp was lighting the small place.

Walking around the table to stand in front of the student you went to speak but quickly noticed who that was. Hermione looked up at you and rolled her eyes as she spoke harshly, “What do you want here? Did you follow me?”

“No, what the fuck do you want here? This is my table, so leave.” You responded, placing your bag and things on the empty place on the table.

“I don’t see your name on it. I was here first.” She said and averted her gaze back on her books.

“Okay, then. If you don’t leave, I’ll also stay here.” You said and sat on the chair across from her. Hermione just mumbled a ‘whatever’ and continued with her homework as you started yours as well.

If someone saw you two together, studying in silence and not trying to kill each other would have thought that a miracle had happened. Hermione and you literally looked like you hated one another. Even though in fact, you didn’t. You just liked challenging each other, you liked the attention that she gave you, even though it was just to fight with you.

But in this moment, where you and Hermione sat in a comfortable silence, was enough for you. Neither of you had the courage to fight today.

“Hey, Granger?” You said as she looked up, looking at you from across the table with a questioning look. “Can you help me with something?” She simply shook her head, turning back to her homework as you let out a sigh. Few seconds passed and you tried to get her attention again, “Pssstt. Granger!” You whispered even though no one was close. Defeated as she continued ignoring you said a bit more louder, “Hermione!”

“What! What do you want?” She said angrily as she closed her book looking at you.

You simply smiled, satisfied that you finally got her attention. “Can you help me with this?” You motioned the homework written on your book.

“No, I have my own. And why would I even help you?” Hermione rolled her eyes, clearly angry with you. She missed her quiet time before you got there.

“Come on, I know we don’t like each other but can you at least tell me how to solve it? You know I suck at potions!” You said but got ignored again. “Hermione!” You said loudly and she finally looked at you.

“Okay! But after this, you’re going to shut the hell up and let me study.” You nodded and made room for her to sit next to you. Hermione sighed and brought a chair to sit next to you as she started explaining it to you.

Five minutes later she stopped talking and looked at you with a questionable expression on her face, “Do you understand it now?”

“Yeah, thanks.” You nodded and continued looking at her, not being able to take your eyes away from Hermione. She seemed to realize so she snapped her fingers in front of your face.

“You’re staring.” She cleared her throat, still her body close to yours. You mumbled a quiet ‘sorry’ and looked down on your books. “What’s up with you? Why’re you being so nice all of sudden?”

‘What? I’m not being nice.”

“That’s a lie. You haven’t said anything mean to me since the moment you sat at this table. You are being nice, so what’s wrong?” She scoffed.

“Nothing’s wrong, okay? I’m just not in the mood for that, and I wanna get over this stupid homework so I can go to sleep.” You said, not daring to look into her eyes.

“Yeah, I don’t believe you.” Hermione said.

“Aren’t you tired of fighting? Because I am.” You breathed out suddenly, crossing your arms and moving back to the chair.

“Of course I’m tired of it!” Hermione exclaimed, rising from her seat clearly frustrated, then quickly sat back down and lowered her voice, “But apparently it seems that we both like doing it..”

“Yeah.. I mean, it’s fun, isn’t it?”

“Maybe, but sometimes you take it too far.” She whispered, looking up at you.

“I’m sorry for that. It’s just that sometimes, I.. I might take my anger out on the wrong people. Things are not great for me lately. And I’m not saying it for you to pity me or anything, I just want you to know how sorry I am..” You said in a quiet tone, not daring to look towards her.

Hermione nodded, a small smile creeping on her face as she watched you being for the first time so vulnerable in front of her. You didn’t show your emotions that much, if Hermione was to be honest she would say that you didn’t show anything at all. Trying to act all badass in front of the whole school was kind of fun for Hermione to watch.

She knew that you have been struggling with much more than you showed, but she didn’t dare to say anything because she knew how you would react.

The corner of your eyes filled with tears so you glanced up to the ceiling so they couldn’t flood down your face. After successfully avoiding the tears you looked back down to the Gryffindor, “It was fun, right?” You said with hope in your voice.

The girl beside you chuckled and nodded her head, not being able to hold it anymore. “Yeah it was. Watching you trying to act like you hate me was the best thing.”

Trying to turn your face serious, you said, “But I do hate you.”

“Right, keep telling yourself that.” Hermione mumbled and moved to grab her book.

“What? No, I do hate you. It’s just a bit fun arguing with you”

“Oh please, if you hated me you wouldn’t cry in front of me.”

“I didn’t cry.”

“You were close, though.”

You rolled your eyes and mumbled, “Fuck you, Hermione.”

“You wish.”

“What?” You turned your head towards her, confused and unsure if you heard well.

“What?” Hermione’s eyes widened, she didn’t mean to say something like that. It just slipped off. Turning her head away from you so you couldn’t see her red face, she grabbed her pen and started writing down some notes.

You shook your head and smiled, “What did you just say?” You really couldn’t believe the words that slipped out from Hermione’s mouth, you have never heard the girl say something like that.

“Nothing, forget I even said that.” She denied, shaking her head.

“No way I can forget what you just said.”

“You can and you will.” The Gryffindor eventually met your gaze, a hint of anger in her face.

“Nope. Not gonna happen.”

“Y/N.” Her expression hardened as Hermione gave you a look telling you to shut it immediately. You threw your arms in the air, showing that you gave up. She looked back down on her papers as you sat there, thinking about everything.

You would never have thought that you and Hermione would have talked for more than 10 words to each other, and without those words being mean things you usually said to piss off each other.

You found comfort in her presence, you actually started to feel safe and that you didn’t have to hide that much from her. You couldn’t remember the last time you actually felt this safe. Being beside Hermione was really comforting and relaxing.

Even though you enjoyed being on your own, being in the presence of the Gryffindor girl was one of the best feelings. It felt like for once in your life you weren’t alone.

Sure, hanging out with Draco also made you feel wanted, he was there when you wanted someone to talk to. To open up, about your feelings when you felt like everyone hated you. He always told you that you matter, that your feelings matter, that you don’t deserve the way your family treats you.

But you couldn’t help but feel always the same; that everyone hated you, everyone wanted you gone. You had fallen into deep depression, no one believed you. No one but Draco. He was the one who helped you get out of those thoughts. No one knew about your suffering, about the pain you had to go through.

“Do you hate me?” You whispered, barely enough for Hermione to hear. It came out without your consent and you regretted it the minute you said it.

“What?” Hermione turned her head towards you, trying to catch your eyes with hers.

“I said, do you hate me?”

“No, I heard you. I..” She sighed and looked anywhere but you. “Hate is a strong word.”

“So, you don’t..?” You said, with a slight hope in your voice.

“I didn’t say that.” She crossed her arms, still not looking in your direction.

You turned your body, facing her while still sitting on the chair, even though Hermione tried her best to avoid your questions.

“So… You do hate me?” You grimaced at the thought of the Gryffindor girl hating you. You couldn’t actually imagine Hermione hating you for real. You always knew that she doesn’t like you, but hate?

“I didn’t say that either.” Came her response as she had found big interest on the bookshelves in front of you.

“You confuse me, Hermione.”

“Good, now go back to homework.” She was really trying to fight back that smile, she liked playing with you. She knew exactly how you would act in some situations, she secretly studied you daily. While you would talk with your friends, Hermione would watch you from afar. In the hallways, from the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall, on quidditch matches.

She loved going on your quidditch matches, whenever you played she would find an excuse to come see you play. Whilst you didn’t know that, -which she was grateful for- she was your biggest fan. In secret.

Hermione tried to avoid her feelings for so long, after she realized that she couldn’t do that anymore. She decided to appreciate you from a distance, since she knew that she didn’t have any chance with you.

The popular Slytherin, the best friend of Draco Malfoy.

Sighing you let your head fall to the table, closing your eyes and trying to relax for a few minutes. It was getting closer to 11pm and while tomorrow was Saturday, you were tired and planning to sleep until late in the morning. But, after you had finished your homework.

Feeling a gentle nudging on your arm you stirred awake and confused taking in your surroundings. Finally setting your gaze on the brown haired girl beside you, giving her a questionable look.

“What?”

“You were sleeping.”

“So?” A quiet laugh left your mouth.

“Aren’t you gonna go back to your room?” Hermione asked, still having her attention on her book giving you the opportunity to take in her appearance. She really looked cute, with her head up in a bun, her tired eyes and the small smirk that played between her soft lips.

“And leave you all alone? Nope, I’ll stay here with you.” You couldn’t help but tease her.

Your eyes widened as you could see a small blush on her cheeks but decided to not acknowledge it. You were afraid that if you did say something about her red face, she would simply curse you.

“No you won’t, your snoring bothers me.” You tilted your head at that.

“I don’t snore.” You scoffed and crossed your arms. Now it was your turn to blush, but you tried to hide it from the Gryffindor. If you really did snore, that would be so embarrassing. You didn’t want to feel that way, especially in front of Hermione.

“Yes you do.” Hermione bit her lip, now looking at you. She loved how you seemed a bit embarrassed. The truth was that you didn’t really snore. The noises your breathing made while you were sleeping were music to Hermione’s ears. But that was something that she’d never admit outloud and especially in front of you.

“I do not.” You murmured and let your head fall back to the table. “Go back to your homework and let me sleep a bit.”

“I’m done with mine. Did you finish yours?” She asked, pulling away from her books but still looking at you.

“Yep.”

“Okay, good. Take your stuff and let’s get going, it’s pretty late and I have to wake up early tomorrow.” Hermione said as she stood up and started walking towards the library’s exit. You grabbed your books quickly and stood up as well, following her.

“But tomorrow is Saturday..?” You said confused as you reached her where she was standing, waiting for you right outside of the door.

“Yeah, and..?”

“You’re so weird. Who would not sleep in on a Saturday morning..”

“Whatever.” Hermione rolled her eyes as you started walking again through the dark and empty hallways of the castle. No one was there, just you two. Two ‘enemies’ as the students called you, walking in the quiet halls and having a teasing conversation.

“Do you even rest?” You asked, turning to look at her.

“Yes, I do rest. Now come on or I’ll leave you here all by yourself.” She said with an annoyed tone as she fastened her pace. Leaving you walking slowly behind her.

“You wouldn’t.” Your eyes widened slightly at the thought. Nobody knew you were kind of afraid of the dark. You never told anyone. That was from a traumatic experience you had when you were younger. You avoided thinking of it and you also avoided being alone in the dark. You needed to feel someone beside you to feel safe and not freak out.

“Watch me.” She simply said as she continued walking faster and away from you.

“Okay! Okay, wait. I’m coming.” You whisper-yelled, fastening your pace until you reached her side. You made sure to be a bit more closer to her than usual. Even though you could make out her face in the darkness, you still had the need to feel her close to you. “So bloody mean..” You muttered, looking forward.

“What did you say?” You could feel Hermione glaring at you and you tried to keep your cool. Annoyed Hermione was something that you would survive, but an angry Hermione? You would be 6 feet under in no time.

“Nothing..” You said, trying to not sound scared.

“That’s what I thought.”

“That’s what I thought.” You couldn’t help but mock her silently, but apparently Hermione heard that.

“Did you say something?” Through the moonlight that shined through the windows you could clearly see Hermione’s jaw clenching. And that really made you almost shit your pants. So you tried to save it by denying it. “Nope!”

“So..Where are we going? Gryffindor tower is that way.” You said as you looked around, confused about your destination.

“I know that. We have to go to the Astronomy tower because I forgot some stuff there last night, and since you said that you’ll walk me to the common room, you’re going there with me.”

“I didn’t say that.” You muttered.

“Then why are you following me? The Slytherin common room is the opposite way.”The Gryffindor girl asked, turning her head to look at you.

“I- Uhm..” You stuttered, you wouldn’t admit to her why you had followed her. Your fear of the dark was not really the reason. You could just simply light up your wand, since you had it with you. The real reason why you followed the shorter girl was because you didn’t want her to walk alone in the dark halls.

Even if you didn’t admit it to yourself, you cared deeply for the girl beside you. And letting something happen to her was your biggest fear. Of Course she would be safe inside the castle. Hogwarts was the safest place, but still you couldn’t leave her alone. So yes, walking with her was calming you. Also you liked spending more time with her, even though she didn’t know it.

“That’s cute.” Her voice stopped your thoughts as you turned your face in her direction.

“What’s cute?”

“You.” Hermione said casually. You on the other side, you were trying so hard to not let your small smile be seen. She had called you cute, even though she had probably said it to annoy you, it really made you happy.

“Fuck off, I’m not cute.” You tried to act like you didn’t like it, and turned to look forward.

“Whatever you say. But if you wanna know.. Your face is really red right now..” As she said that you cleared your throat and started walking slightly faster than her.

“Can you stop that?” You asked annoyed, trying to not meet her gaze.

A simple “Sure.” came from her as you had finally reached the top of the Astronomy’s tower.

“Wow..” You said as you took in the view up there.

“What? You’ve never come up here at night?”

“No..” You said quietly, walking slowly towards the edge looking up at the stars. “It’s beautiful.”

“Yeah it is.” Hermione’s voice came from beside you as she looked up at the dark sky. “I come up here almost every night.. It’s so peaceful, especially when I want to be left alone.”

You two just sat in silence. Appreciating your moments.

“Now I understand why you do that..”You decided to speak.

“Yeah.. Sometimes life becomes too tough to deal with things, so being here at night looking at the stars. It’s so quiet. Nobody ever comes here so it’s great.” Hermione mumbled as she sighed and turned to look at you. “Whenever we fought, I came up here. Just staring at the distance and thinking about the reasons we were fighting. Which are now the most stupid reasons.”

You chuckled, still looking in front of you. “The truth is that we’re really dumb for fighting for stupid matters. And I’m sorry, I know it’s all my fault. I simply found it kind of fun, making fun of you, annoying you.. I just- To be honest, I liked having your attention. Because I knew that you wouldn’t notice me for any other reason. Making fun of you was something that made me happy, it was the only time of the day that I got your attention..”

“Oh..”

“I’m sorry.. I shouldn’t have said all of these. I know my stupid feelings don't really matter right now.” You sighed, looking down at your hands. “I shouldn’t even come up here, this is your personal space. I- I’m just gonna go. Have a good night, Hermione.” You said and turned around leaving before giving the chance to Hermione to talk.

As you disappeared down the stairs the Gryffindor stood there, thinking about all that you had said. Now she was confused.

That night she stayed a few more hours in the tower. Alone. Thinking of stuff.

You, on the other side, after you left you walked straight to the Slytherin common room and into your dorm. Slipping under the blankets you tried to close your eyes, but the thoughts of what happened minutes ago in the Astronomy’s tower couldn’t leave your mind.

Did you really have to say those things? Thankfully you didn’t admit any more of your feelings.That would destroy everything.

Eventually sleep took over you, but the dreams were still there.

#harry potter #hermione granger #hermione x reader

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mrhaitch · 1 year ago

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Mr. Haitch, i’m interested in your opinion of Harry Potter. Specifically, characters that have complex or deeper stories like Dumbledore.

There’s a lot to be said for wizarding society, but much to analyze about the perceived “good” characters in the series. A big theme is good vs evil but like many things it’s never cut and dry.

Dumbledore: Personally, apart from Voldemort’s need to eradicate muggles, the worst person in that series is Dumbledore. Every time I say that others are like “but he’s a good guy” and I’m like, Is he? Because he’s all about the greater good allegedly but children are in the crossfire. I feel like a good man with that much power would step in much more directly when his 6th year student is adopted into a cult, instead of sending a double agent that’s still in love with someone he knew in school to keep an eye on him and help out.

Harry had to, in Snape’s words, be raised like a pig for slaughter, but there’s so many ways he could have been guided and helped throughout and it really grinds my gears. I feel like a hands off approach isn’t the way to go when one of your students is a walking horcrux.

Dumbledore is a selfish man who even continued his interest in the deathly hallows past James Potter’s death (invisibility cloak) despite an argument over them causing the death of his sister. He has done good things, great things, even. But he is not good in my opinion.

I have a lot of things to expound on about that, the story itself and about the author unfortunately, but I’ll leave it here before you get a novel from me.

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P.S. you and your wife are very lovely people to converse with and ask philosophical questions, and I thoroughly enjoy the further conversations that come from that. Breaking down literature with you both is so fun. Thank you for joining us on tumblr dot com to share more with us. 💗

Dumbledore's a complicated one, certainly, and his worldview - as glimpsed through his actions - is ruthless, much like you said. I wouldn't necessarily call him selfish as the majority of his decisions are what you'd expect from someone who takes the 'long view'. Everything he does is calculated to achieve an ultimate end he refuses to share with anyone else. If he's guilty of any sin, I'd be tempted to say pride or arrogance, more specifically. His failure to include even the people in his innermost circle in his thinking speaks to that - not necessarily because he doesn't trust them, but because he judges them incapable of doing what is necessary. You could argue he did all of this with his eyes open, and suffered a great deal of personal crises - just privately - but we've only got the text to work from and the rest supposition.

Harry as a 'pig for slaughter' sparked something, actually, because what we're dealing with here is a variation on Ursula Le Guin's Those Who Walk Away from Omelas. Summarised briefly:

Omelas is a utopia, for each and every person that lives there. No hunger, no poverty, no discrimination, no injustice. Every day is a feast and a festival, the city filled with boundless joy and music and frivolity and love. However - when each citizen comes of age they learn the truth of the city. The city can only thrive as it does because one child is subjected to the highest level of suffering. They were born, raised, and live alone, in filth and squalor, never knowing human kindness, touch, safety, or security. A child living totally alone and never knowing love.

Each citizen must then make a choice: to return to their lives and accept the child as a necessary sacrifice, or to leave for parts unknown, never to return. [My own summary, from memory]

Harry is that one child in Omelas, subjected to intentional deprivation to mould him into the kind of person he needs to be to save the world. This is done intentionally, by someone who has thought things through. They know what they're doing, the harm involved, and do it anyway. It's a sacrifice of one to save many.

Philosophically speaking, we're talking about the ethical calculus of Utilitarianism (greatest good for the greatest number), where almost any action can be justified if it results in a net good for the world.

What we're left with at the end are our values and how the balancing of the scales affects our gut and our hearts. Either the suffering of the minority to benefit the majority is a terrible but necessary thing, or that suffering leaves the outcome tainted and points to a sickness at the heart of those who knowingly benefit from it, or engineered the situation itself.

“Omelas already exists: no need to build it or choose it. We already live here – in the narrow, foul, dark prison we let our ignorance, fear, and hatred build for us and keep us in, here in the splendid, beautiful city of life. . . .” - Ursula Le Guin

Speaking candidly: I'm in the latter category. Dumbledore is a terrible, awful person, who used the most brutal and cruel methods possible to achieve his ends. He's dishonest, duplicitous, and his actions are borne of a calculating arrogance. But, within the logic of the story itself, he's also necessary. We can never know if there was an alternative because we're never showed one. Frankly - I doubt Dumbledore gives a shit what anyone thinks, and would've done it again, the same way, a thousand times if he thought it necessary.

[I'm working on a slightly longer thing about Harry Potter - because someone made the mistake of asking for my thoughts a few days back. It'll largely focus on words of power, how language shapes social reality, and M Nourbese Philip whose work I heavily recommend. I'll finish it, some day]

#mr.haitch #pseudowho #mr haitch #mrhaitch #mrhaitch answers you too #mrhaitch lectures you

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arenabreadandbiscuits · 10 months ago

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Alright guys I wanna make this post because I'm not mad or anything just feel like it's better being said now versus waiting until the last minute.

This post mentions my commission methods but also what I am and am not okay with writing. Please read and vote at the bottom.

Some kinks I will not write for unless it's a very specific situation. Here's kinks that I will write for no matter what you commission. I'm desperate for funds so I'll take up to ten active commissions at a time as long as they follow my rules and such.

TOPICS MENTIONED BELOW ARE PURELY FOR ADULTS AND SOME ARE DARK IN NATURE. I ONLY TAKE COMMISSIONS FROM ADULTS SO EVERYONE KEEP THAT IN MIND AND READ ON. IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH ANYTHING MENTIONED PLEASE MOVE ON FROM MY ACCOUNT BUT ALSO PLEASE KEEP IT TO YOURSELF.

More info on commissions HERE!

Kinks Available: (not outta pocket)

Daddy/Mommy kink

Breeding/oviposition/eggs

Dom/sub

Spanking/choking/electrocution (depends on context)/ biting/ marking/ claiming

Cock worship or body worship in general

Wings/tail kink

Tentacles

Face riding/thigh riding/riding in general

Cum worship

Pet/Master

Somnophilia aka sleepy sex or sex while sleeping but I only want requests where consistent is known as someone who was sa repeatedly when I was younger.

Yandere/blood kink

Noncon/con noncon

Spurting

Etc, these are just some to name a few that I will write for. There's more I'm sure but when commissioning me mention exactly what you're looking for and we can really discuss it. :3

Big Nono Kinks/Not Available:

I have a history and present of self harm so nothing like that unless certain cases call for aftercare. Ex: person 1 is a sh-er and their partner catches them to stop it or even if they don't catch them in time they are strict for them to not do it again and shows them love and care for the rest of the fic.

Amputation.. ngl someone dmed me earlier asking for this and I was willing to hear it out at first but grew into not wanting anything to do with it especially Cause I think it was going to be purely self indulgent. The ONLY cases I'll let slide by is something like an OC x Valdemar from the Arcana for example. It seems like something they'd be into doing and I really like that character so honestly any commission for Valdemar I'll most likely do. (Not just Valdemar but Vlastomil, Vulgora, Valerius, etc) It's interesting because I'll either be down to do it or I won't, it purely depends on what's being asked so always dm me with everything you think I should know.

Anything to do with feces

Weird 'sibling' or 'family' dynamics. Please don't request incest, my personal sa revolved around that and I'd literally be sick to see anyone ask for it. The only way i'd be okay with it is if they aren't actual family by any means, just people who grew up together. An example of what I would feel okay writing would be something like Toji (jujutsu kaisan) x OC/reader who he found who grew into having feelings for him years after they became an adult. Another example could be Severus Snape x reader who grew similarly. In these cases I'd put more emotions and such into the story to explain the inner workings of their heads when they are around each other. Most stories would probably have angst too because of the morals aspect. It's something else that has to be discussed and talked about nonetheless.

Throw up no matter what.

Anything to do with animals.. please don't. Only things that can slide by are werewolves, sirens, feline hybrids but these beings are conscious which is why I'd write for them just no beastiality. An example that would be okay would be: something like an OC x werewolf Elliot from Stardew Valley where he probably keeps it a big secret and gets worried about anyone finding out and then he can't stop himself from shape shifting on a night of a full moon that he wasn't prepared for and his partner has to be patient with both calming him down and his instincts to mate.

Trying to think of some more because there's definitely more things I wouldn't write for but maybe I'll stop here for now. Like I said DMS are open and if you have questions on what I will and won't write it's always best to ask me there. Our chats will be private unless you wish them not to be just don't be weird please and thank you.

Imma leave this little list here and if I have to add on to it later I most definitely will but those ideas I mentioned earlier in this post are fine to request if anyone wants them I'm just trying to lay ground rules. My stories can be really cute and fluffy to things more dark in nature but always ask to see what's fine and what's not.

Here's a poll for engagement but also don't vote if you have no intention of actually commissioning. Also HERE is my original commissions post that you can check out for more info.

I'm putting this poll up for a week but know you can dm me prior to it being done and after, like I mentioned this poll is for engagement and just some ideas on what I can and will write for others if it's commissioned. Please be over 18 to commission anything sexual from me. I profess in writing smut but as mentioned I do fluff and angst as well.

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hp-confessions · 4 months ago

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I feel like the fandom tends to view Harry and Remus’s relationship in simplistic extremes rather than accept that multiple things can be true at once. The way I see it:

Remus should have absolutely tried to keep in touch with Harry. I think it’s perfectly understandable/justifiable that he kept away before PoA, but there’s really no excuse after. He should have mentioned that he knew Harry’s parents without prompting, he should have sought Harry out himself to say goodbye + explain his resignation at the end of the book (Hagrid was the one to tell Harry he was leaving), he should have absolutely tried to keep in touch with Harry in Goblet of Fire and in OotP before they knew Umbridge was scanning everyone’s letters. He should have written to Harry after Sirius’s death – yes, he had to spy on the werewolves, but he could have at least written a letter informing Harry that he was going to be on a mission before that so Harry wouldn’t feel disappointed. He didn’t even write to Harry that he and Tonks were married – Tonks had to do that when they met. I’ve seen the argument that Harry didn’t expect Remus to keep in touch anytime before HBP as a way to justify his actions, but the truth is that 1) Harry rushed over to Remus’s office to ask him not to go, he did make it as clear as he could that he liked Remus and wanted to maintain their connection, 2) Harry had no expectations of this sort from any adults in his life in general and was resigned to disappointment. He didn’t even expect Sirius to ask him if he wanted to live together or write to him at the end of PoA, but Sirius did both regardless, and that’s exactly why/how Harry became so attached to him so quickly. The point is, it’s the adult’s responsibility to take that first step, which Remus, time and time again, failed to do. It also goes without saying that his behaviour to Harry in Grimmauld Place was terrible and is downplayed a lot by the narrative and the fandom.

Harry really liked and appreciated Remus regardless. Remus was his favourite teacher, he trusted him enough to confide his worries about the Dementors + ask him for private lessons to ward them off, he defended him to Snape in the Shrieking Shack, he attacked Snape specifically because Snape wanted to give Remus to the Dementors along with Sirius, and when he learned Remus had quit, he rushed to his office to convince him to stay + say goodbye. He only wanted to speak to Sirius after SWM, but was nonetheless comfortable with Remus being present in the conversation as well. He expected Remus, not Molly/Arthur or anyone else, to write to him after Sirius’s death. He also clearly cared about what Remus thought of him, which is why he feels so uncertain after their argument in Grimmauld Place in Deathly Hallows, and why he was so touched when Remus asks him to be godfather to Teddy. Remus was one of the four people summoned by the Resurrection Stone for Harry – it’s true that his desire to see Remus was driven by guilt more-so than it was for the other three, but it’s still a testament to their connection (it’s not like the Stons summoned Fred, Tonks or Colin Creeney to support Harry, even though he felt guilty about all their deaths). Remus clearly liked Harry as well – even Ron observed it, he spoke highly of his talents to other professors, he was concerned for him during the fireplace scene after SWM, he named him godfather to his son, etc.

Harry never regarded Remus as a parental (/father) figure and never referred to him in such a way. To be fair, this isn’t limited to Remus – Harry didn’t regard anyone else, including Molly or Arthur, as parental figures for himself (they never wrote to Harry and he never expected them to; he never confided his personal fears/worries to them; he explicitly said that he felt like an intruder in their family after Arthur got attacked; when Ron worried for his family in DH and Harry said “I feel the same way”, he was specifically thinking about Ginny rather than the family as a whole. Harry himself did not view the Weasleys as anywhere near the “surrogate family” that fanon likes to claim they were, whatever Molly may have felt about it – and her opinion is not what matters here, it’s Harry’s that does). It’s canon that the only one Harry ever regarded as a parental figure was Sirius: when he thought that he wanted “someone like a parent" (not just a father - a parent in general), Sirius was the only one that came to his mind. No one else in the series ever even come close to matching that. It’s actually interesting that whenever Remus does open up to or advocate for Harry, it’s usually when he’s around Sirius – the Shrieking Shack, the conversation after SWM, when he agreed with Sirius that Harry should have basic information about the Order, etc. Similarly, while there’s no mention of Remus sending Harry any Christmas card/letter/gift in GoF, he and Sirius jointly gifted Harry a present in OotP. (It’s why I don’t mind fanfics or AUs where Sirius and Remus raise Harry together, with the caveat that Sirius remains Harry’s fav + the first one he goes to for anything + would be the one encouraging Remus to take more initiative rather than the other way around.)

Like...all three of these can be true at once. They don't cancel each other out.

#confession #harry potter #harry james potter #remus lupin

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enbysiriusblack · 11 months ago

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autistic marauders battle

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severus snape:

“struggles with relationships with other people. is really really good at one thing that he really loves (potions) and not anything else. he desperately clings to lily because he doesn't know how to befriend others. his first meeting with lily and petunia was extremely awkward, he said things that were received as offensive even though they weren't supposed to be. he was a victim of bullying and let's be honest, that's pretty common amongst neurodivergent people.”

albus dumbledore:

“- stims with pacing and humming (it's canon that he paces around in his office (J.K. Rowling said she chose the name Dumbledore, which is derived from "bumblebee" because she imagined him walking around humming to himself a lot.)

- special interest: the deathly hallows. this man's obsession with a fairy tale runs DEEP. i would argue it would be his special interest if he were to be autistic

- has "unusual" emotional responses. for example, when the ministry threatens to remove all his orders awards, his biggest worry is that they remove his chocolate frog card... silly sweets lover

- OBSESSED with sweets. man had specific sweets name as his password for years + we see him eating sweets a lot in the books + man LOVESSS his sherbet lemon. i think he feels very safe with his sweets so they might be considered a form of safe food

- bro infodumps a lot to harry lmao

- insanely gifted magically but struggles to find people who understand him. ("DUMBLEDORE is looking at the pictures. These memories are agony. He is full of remorse but, almost worse: nostalgia for the only time in his life he felt fully understood.") He only ever felt truly understood by Grindelwald, who was equal to him in intelligence and power. As an autistic person who is considered "gifted", I relate to this struggle sooooo much.

- (‘Is he – a bit mad?’ he asked Percy uncertainly. ‘Mad?’ said Percy airily. ‘He’s a genius! Best wizard in the world! But he is a bit mad, yes. Potatoes, Harry?’) others view him as eccentric and "different" frequently in the books

- Dumbledore can sometimes seem detached or quirky in social situations. His interactions with others are often unconventional—sometimes lacking typical social cues or emotional responses, which could suggest difficulty with typical social interaction, a trait associated with autism.

- doesnt conform to social norms (how he dresses & his mannerisms). he seems to not place much value on society's expectations and thinking

- gets repeatedly mistreated by the ministry of magic. i think the way torquill travers for example treated him reminded me very much myself lmao

- very black and white thinking about himself. he views himself as an awful person who cannot be trusted with power and cannot be convinced that there is nuance

- Strategic & analytical thinking: Dumbledore is portrayed as highly strategic and analytical, sometimes to the point where he seems detached or overly focused on the "big picture" rather than the emotional needs of those around him.

- how he handles his past trauma. he hyperfixates on specific events of his past and seems to have an intense need for personal order and logic in his decisions

- has an unique communication style. his manner of speaking is often indirect, filled wigh metaphor, and sometimes difficult for others to understand. Many autistic people communicate in ways that might seem unusual to neurotypical people, whether through complex speech patterns, an affinity for precise language, or challenges with verbal communication

- constantly misunderstood by literally anyone

PERSONAL REASONS: -i relate so much to him and his way of existing. i think he fits the 2E very well - (2E= gifted through high IQ & disabled) he is insanely intelligent but also suffers from feelings of not belonging / never being truly understood except by grindelwald and all"

#most autistic marauder character war #severus snape #albus dumbledore #marauders poll

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maxdibert · 9 months ago

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Hello, I've been following you for some time and I love your posts and analyzes about Severus, I regularly update your blog hoping for more and I always wanted to send you something, but I never had the opportunity.

But recently I saw a video on TikTok, which I didn't pay much attention to, but I saw the comments and one of them talked about how if Harry was a woman and looked like Lily, Severus would be a pedophile and that that gave people the creeps. And I, personally, find this statement very funny, because as far as I remember, Snape never had inappropriate contact with any Hogwarts student, or with anyone, in fact. But people intentionally forget that the only person who had the opening to do this was Peter Pettigrew. Ron himself said that they slept together and, probably, Peter saw the boys, literal children, changing their clothes, but, obviously, it would be Snape who was the child predator.

Sorry if it wasn't very understandable, English isn't my first language and I'm using Google to help.

Hi! Thank you. I'm glad you like my rants and sometimes nonense lol

About your pint... Well, this is a very old story. If I had a penny for every time I’ve read someone spouting this nonsense, I wouldn’t be rich, but I’d have enough for a nice dinner at a fancy restaurant. It’s so absurd that I don’t even think it’s worth refuting, but just to clarify a few things:

Severus resents Harry for two main reasons, and neither of them has to do with being in love with Lily. It’s not something as childish as “uh, my crush married someone else.” No, there are several layers to it.

The first and most obvious is that, unfortunately, Harry is the spitting image of his father, who, unfortunately, was a jerk who spent his school years torturing people—specifically, and with great enthusiasm: Severus Snape. James spent seven years hunting him down and attacking him for sport, backed by his loyal ally Sirius Black and supported by his lackeys, Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew. While the latter two might not have physically assaulted Severus, they were there as enablers and complicit bystanders. Four against one, at the end of the day.

Severus never had the chance to heal from that abuse because, at 21, he was forced to return to the very place that had been hell for him. He had to teach students who were likely old enough to have witnessed some of those humiliations during his time as a student. A victim cannot heal in the place where they were consistently harmed.

Then Harry comes along, looking like an exact replica of James, and every time Severus sees him, it triggers him immensely. When he looks at Harry, he doesn’t see Lily’s son, nor does he see a child—he sees his abuser. And we all know Harry isn’t to blame for any of this, but the thing is, we can’t expect someone who isn’t acting rationally to be rational. Especially when we’re talking about someone who desperately needs therapy and probably medication, neither of which he’s ever had access to.

Then there’s another factor—a deeply emotional one—which is that Harry’s very existence is a painful reminder of Severus’s own role in Lily’s death. The fact that this kid is there, an orphan, is a constant reminder that Severus overheard a prophecy, reported it to Voldemort, and that Voldemort then chose to kill the most important person in Severus’s life because of it. It’s a perpetual mix of anger and guilt.

Looking at Harry forces Severus to relive his past as a victim, his most humiliating moments, as well as the terrible decisions he made because of them and their devastating consequences. This doesn’t excuse his behavior, but it does explain it quite well.

What I’m trying to say is that the reasons behind how he treats Harry are deeply tied to trauma. If Harry were a girl and resembled Lily, Severus would still feel deeply triggered every time he saw her. The only difference would be that instead of seeing James in her, he’d see Lily. I think, rather than anger, it would fill him with depression and guilt to such a degree that, instead of antagonizing her, he’d try to avoid her as much as possible. He wouldn’t want to get within ten miles of her because seeing her face would constantly remind him of the person he failed and indirectly condemned.

At no point do I imagine anything even remotely sexual crossing his mind. Especially when you consider that Severus never once confessed his feelings to Lily or behaved inappropriately toward her. I do think he’d act “softer,” but not because of her appearance specifically—more because Severus is always gentler toward women. I mentioned this in another post, but his more cordial relationships are almost always with female characters, and when he’s cruel, it’s typically far worse with men than with women.

People who lack even the most basic comprehension or analytical skills… Honestly, if they’re going to hate on him, the least they could do is come up with more convincing arguments. Sometimes it’s just exhausting to explain why their theories don’t make any sense.

#severus snape #pro severus snape #pro snape #severus snape defense #severus snape fandom #snapedom #lily evans #lily evans potter #james potter #sirius bkacj #marauders #the marauders #harry potter #harry potter meta #severus snape meta #severus snape headcanon #harry potter headcanon

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