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all the fic tropes i want to read involve ran weasley bashing :(

THAT IS HARRY'S RIDE OR DIE!!!

(reccomend some powerful!harry / canon rewrites with decent ron and hermione characterization)

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reviving this blog for halloween. send asks.

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lily evans potter was taller than james potter but none of y'all are ready to have that conversation

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Marauders Era Halloween Costumes, because why not;

Remus Lupin; He wears a sweater that says "I'm Not A Werewolf". Nobody but him thinks it's funny.

Lily Evans Potter; She definitely goes all put for something spooky. Like, a Zombie but it's actually good.

James Potter; He's a bit confused about the whole dressing up thing. He usually goes as a deer, but one notable year he dresses up as Lily.

Sirius Black; Also confused about dressing up. Jokingly says he'll go as Little Red Riding Hood, until he find out he can dress up as David Bowie.

Peter Pettigrew; Pirate. He's had the same costume for years. Nobody but him thinks it fun.

BONUS;

Regulus Black; "Who needs a costume when you spend your life dressed up as someone you're not?"

Severus Snape; He doesn't dress up, but everyone compliments him on either his Vampire or Bat costume.

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the Rocky Horror Picture Show saved Regulus Black’s life 

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He hated James Potter with passion for stealing Sirius' from him; but deep down he knew the Potters were the best thing that ever happened to Sirius.

Regulus Black walks to his death with his head held high. The fake locket is trying to burn a hole in his pocket. The deep red of the stolen sweater against his skin makes it clear that he's pale to an unhealthy extent.

Regulus Black wrote letter after letter after letter before he walks to his death. Words had escaped him, he could speak five languages and none of them were right. He couldn't recognize his own hand writing when he was finished, it looked how desperation sounds. He writes it again.

Sirius has pages of words that will never reach him. Pages of nothing and pages of everything. All Regulus wanted was to make Sirius proud, proud to be his brother. There was a story, or maybe not, about dying vengeful.

He's not sure why, but in a moment of weakness he writes a letter--a sentence, really. He sends it off with the pages for his brother.

James Potter,

Thank you for keeping him safe.

R.A.B

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Going to the cave he wears Sirius' sweather to give him courage

The maroon colour looks strange against his skin. Regulus is so used to avoiding any shade of red that it makes him look like a different person.

It makes him look like Sirius.

The past few months he's gone without a haircut, the deep colour, the way he holds himself as he stares into the mirror for the last time, he doesn't look like little Regulus Black.

It's almost like saying goodbye, like saying thank you, like an apology.

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alright, i'm in a mood. send me some angsty regulus black stuff.

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punk remus lupin

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What about Regulus going into hiding after he steals the Horcrux and opening a cat café (but his speciality is tea, not coffee)?

this sounds absolutely soft, but alas i know nothing about cat cafes. but i offer soft regulus headcanons in response;

Regulus Black is one of the softest motherfuckers on this planet. He loves things, plants, people, animals.

Definitely grew up wanting a cat (or nine,) but was too scared to even bring it up.

Always extra careful in Herbology, paid extremely close attention to instructions on how to handle the plants.

If you lost an animal while at Hogwarts, you should probably go looking for Regulus, they tend to find him.

Was unceremoniously adopted by four different teachers on his first day at Hogwarts, funnily enough he ends up with a N.E.W.T in each of their subjects. This isn't relevant, but it feels necessary to say.

Regulus often found a big black dog roaming around Hogwarts, whenever it saw him it would practically tackle him. Joking, Regulus would call the dog Sirius. One specific bad night found him crying into the dog's fur, talking about how much he missed his brother. The dog curled itself around Regulus, in a way the was painfully similar to how Sirius would.

The Worst Bedhead You've Ever Seen, and yes, It's As Adorable As You Think

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it's loving ron weasley hours babey

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that scene in Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets when Ron and Harry are trying to go to the chamber, but get stopped by Mcgonagall? so they said that they wanted to see Hermione and really just laid it on thick, and Mcgonagall almost cried?

It's because for a second she saw James Potter and Sirius Black and Peter Pettigrew trying to sneak into the hospital wing to see their bestfriend after the full moon to make sure that he doesn't wake up alone, making sure he's okay, and has at least four different types of chocolate.

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Oh my god drop your professor Regulus Black headcanons

absolutely

Regulus always excelled at anything related to history, and was throughly disappointed when he got to Hogwarts at age eleven and had to listen to a literal ghost drone on about goblin wars.

The war rolls around, Regulus found himself as a death eater, found a horcrux and did not die, thank you very much.

He somehow finds himself at Hogwarts of all places, with a suspicious Dumbledore and a fretting Pomfrey who keeps kicking the headmaster out.

Regulus outright refuses the potion professor position, siting that he only passed with an "Acceptable".

History of Magic, though, he'd be willing to discuss that.

"I'm afraid that position is already filled, my boy," said Dumbledore

"Is it though?" Regulus shot back, getting up so he can threaten to leave.

Needless to say, Professor Binns is dismissed with a great deal honor of honor, and the next school year there are three new teacher introductions. (Regulus makes a point to avoid Snape in the hallways, and staff room, and literally anywhere. The DADA professor is nice enough.)

He absolutely loves teaching! He is the teacher who gets insanely off topic when somebody asks a particularly interesting question, and tends to give off Cool and Caring Adult Vibes.

Regulus makes it a habit to compliment his students on their work. He takes cues from them on what to teach on specific days. (Because sometimes the lesson plan isn't a vibe, and that's okay.)

Big believer in making an accessible and safe classroom for all of the students.

Unlike some professors, he does his best to remain unbiased when it comes to houses. However, this has never stopped him from being decked out in slytherin colors during quidditch matches.

Gives detentions to students who use slurs; spends the time sitting down with said students and takes the opportunity to actually explain what the beliefs behinde those words really mean, ends up helping some of them unlearn the behaviors. Will always be upset about the ones who wouldn't listen, who fought against it, or who simply didn't care.

For some reason, Regulus ends up as the go to if somebody wants to come out. Over the years his office becomes a small library of books about sexuality/gender. Has at least three pride flags just laying around at all times.

He cares about his students, and about history. Marks go up after he half-blackmails his way into the position.

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Draco: what part of your morning takes the longest?

Hermione: my hair

Ron: eating breakfast

Harry: finding my will to live

Everyone:

Hermione: are you ok?

Harry, taking a sip of his black coffee with 15 sugars in it: never

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ron: i wish i had a normal life

harry: your definition of a normal life includes literal magic

ron: doesn't yours?

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Tell me ALL about Regulus' stolen sweathers. I'm guessing at least half of them are Sirius' (who in turn steals them from Remus and James), but what about the rest?

Regulus Black is a merlin-dammed thief. Being his older brother, Sirius Black knows this for certain. All the nice jumpers--the ones from the Potters, and the fashion disasters that Moony gave him--are going missing!

One night, Sirius sneaks into Regulus' room intent on stealing them back. He doesn't mind it when the jumpers are just his own but these mean something.

He finds Regulus awake, curled up on his bed in what was a Distinctively Gryffindor Sweater, the old one Sirius had gotten fourth year from quidditch.

Regulus is silently crying into the fabric, years in a house like this make it easy to keep yourself quiet.

Sirius, at a loss for words, almost leaves; he barely takes a step before pausing entirely. Fucking hell.

"Reg?" asks Sirius. The younger Black lifts a hand in acknowledgment. That was good.

"Look, just...just," he stumbles over his words. "Ask next time you wanna borrow one of my sweaters, alright?"

This time there is no acknowledgment that Regulus hears him. Sirius sighs, before properly leaving.

"Siri?" Regulus whispers, and damn why does he sound so young? Why the hell does he sound scared? "Thank you," is all he says.

it's the last thing they ever say to each other in that house

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On his bad days, Regulus finds his way the the Come-and-Go room. It's a less kept secret to everyone in Slytherin that it exists. Most of the students use it for parties, shagging, and restless bullying. Regulus does not partake in any actives above.

Once he manages to get inside, he's greeted by the familiar setup. A large room with a piano off to the left, well, actually, there are several different instruments in that area. There's a grouping of couches and chairs and things he has recently discovered are called "bean bag chairs".

Most importantly, there's a group of four already waiting for him.

Ronnie Fairfax of Hufflepuff is giggling at a book, her legs thrown over the side of a chair.

Xavier Wittmer of Ravenclaw is near the instruments already writing something down in his quote-unquote "Song Diary".

Evie Hills of Slytherin is lounging on a couch, half asleep, but still knitting passionately.

Finally, Nova Adi of Ravenclaw is sort of wandering around the room, very content watching their friends.

It's Nova, because it's always Nova, notices Regulus' entrance into the room. They flash a warm smile at him.

"The birthday boy is among us!" said Nova. Regulus gave an undignified grunt, before dramatically dropping onto a chair that looked frightening similar to the ones in the Hufflepuff common rooms.

"Bad day?" asked Nova.

"Change the subject?" tried Regulus.

Nova gave him a look, before turning and giving a shout at Ronnie.

"We have presents," they said. "Those should cheer you up a little, huh?"

"Special day!" called Xavier, "It's not everyday someone turns sixteen!"

Regulus couldn't help but think most people also don't spend the week before their birthday having daily panic attacks about turning sixteen. To each their own.

"Reggie, could you be a doll and hold my yarn? I'm getting to the difficult part," Evie said. She probably knew what was wrong, she always does.

"Sure," Regulus grinned. The other three went about sorting the small get together in order.

At the end of the not-party, Evie finished her project. A soft green sweater, before unceremoniously handing it to Regulus. She sends amused glances to the others, who then proceeded to all hand him a sweater.

Regulus laughs when he finally realizes that there all his favorites of his friends sweaters. The ones he steals the most.

"You need to update your colour scheme beyond green and black," Nova said, handing over the last sweater. It's a horrendous shade of orange, but warm and smells like Nova.

this is the last time the five of them smile at each other

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Sirius: Hey, what’s up, punk?

James: Ready for your first Hogsmeade trip?

Regulus: Can’t go until Mum signs a form.

Andromeda: What form?

Regulus: That says I have permission.

Sirius: Just live in Hogsmeade.

Regulus: I can’t live there. I’m thirteen.

Andromeda: Give it to me. I’ll sign it.

Regulus: Gotta be a parent.

Andromeda: I can fake Walburga’s signature.

Sirius: So can I.

James: Same here.