kizzer

[kizzer]

working on part 3 now, I know it's hella overdue but thanks for all the support <3

[kizzer]

ngl y’all idk WHEN imma post this third part LMAO i have no motivationnnnnn HSKSHSJSKSJSH BUT i think i wanna publish chapters 3 & 4 of my HP fanfic before i do tht to get in the creative mood….IDK🥲.

[kizzer]

You're Fucking Pathetic Part 2| The Umbrella Academy FF

A/N: I am so sorry this took me so long to write I honestly couldn't come up with ANYTHING. But, after some hours of procrastination and some coffee up my ass I finished! =] ALSO, I ended it off in a way that's much easier for me to continue, plus I have an Idea for a part three so stay tuned for that!

warnings: MAJOR SPOILERS FOR TUA SEASONS 3, swearing, mentions drugs, death, (if you guys have any other tw's I need to add, pls let me know!)

part 1 | next part (coming soon)

After that argument you left everything tense.

As you should.

You walked around the house looking for Viktor, worried he’s hating himself right now. Honestly if you could whoop Allisons ass right now you would but checking in on Viktor was more important. You walked along the halls, tracing your hand along the wall, reminiscing about the old times. You and Diego reading books to help with his stutter. You and Klaus and Ben having random ass dance parties. You and Allison and Viktor gossiping/venting about boys that try and talk to you all the time. You and Five jumping through time together. You and Luther watching movies late at night even though you had training in the morning.

You pass Ben's old room and see Viktor laying down with Harlan’s recorder on. You also hear Ben.

“Have you been waiting for someone to come chase after you this whole time?” He asked.

“Wow! That’s so embarrassing.”

“It’s official. Our Ben was better.” Viktor says.

“Yes. Yes he was. Especially because he knew when to shut the fuck up. Why don’t you take note?” You say flipping Ben off.

“Ouch.” he says and walks out of the room.

“Hey…Are you doing okay?” You say sitting next to Viktor.

“Y/n….You know I didn’t mean to end the world right? O-Or do anything Allison is blaming me for?”

“Of course Viktor! Had we been honest about your abilities from the beginning and had father been patient with you then none of this would have happened.” You place your hand on his back, “Even when you wrote that book, everyone was mad for what? Because you told the truth? Told the world we weren't the perfect family they thought we were? I mean this with good intentions. I never cared about that book. You were outcasted all your life, ignored even by the people you called family. That book? Was your story. And I’m sorry they ignored that.”

Viktor laughs lightly.

“Thanks y/n/n. You know, even though you were never really adopted into our family, I'm glad you became my sister.” He smiles softly at you bringing you into a warm embrace.

“I hated myself for so long. I hated you all for so long, and when my powers exploded I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know I would cause the end of the world… Allison blames me for destroying Claire but if it was up to me I wouldn’t have taken her from her child and she knows that.” Viktor sighs heavily.

“Vik, I get it. I love you and you are an amazing human now. When I told you back in ‘63 that I forgave you, that's what I meant.” You say hugging him for one last time.

“Thank you. Before you and everyone else forgave me…I-I almost…”

“Hey, hey, hey. I love you okay?” You say looking into his eyes

“Now, wanna help save the world?”

“Do I have a choice?” Viktor says walking out of the room.

You guys head down to the basement and walk down to see the Kugleblitz. It was the first time you ever saw it because according to your “older” siblings you were too fragile and small to be around something so massive and destructive. You didn’t mean any harm but you were more afraid of Viktor on his good days than you were that ball of lighting. You and Viktor enter the basement to find everyone standing around the ball of lighting. Five standing a little too close for comfort.

“Five, you’re scaring me.” You say beckoning him to your side. He sees that you are worried and steps back. You take a hold of his hand, not on no Allison and Luther stuff but the last time you let him go he slipped away for 15 years so, apologies if you are a little attached.

“Okay, how do we start?” Viktor says.

“Have you ever moved a nest of bees?” Sloane asks the group.

“No, because that’s weird…” Lila replies.

“You can’t just pick it up.” Sloane says, “You have to keep the nest calm while you build the box around it, and then you trap it.”

Allison is standing near you, with Five on the other side of you. You pull him to switch hands so that he stands in between you and Allison. He looks between you two then whispers in your ear.

“You’re being childish. Is this really what you wanna do while we are face to face with impending doom?”

“I’ll forgive her when I'm dead.” You say turning forward again.

“ Don’t say that.” He retorts, clearly not laughing.

“Sorry, force of habit?”

You weren’t really paying attention to the rest of the directions honestly because something else caught your attention. Footsteps. Who could it have been? Reginald wasn’t home and from what you could tell Grace was nowhere near the basement. It didn’t sit right with you.

“You didn’t tell me you were building a prison for God.” Grace says.

You look over and she is coming down the steps dressed as a nun holding a flamethrower.

“What the actual fuck?” You whisper under your breath to Five.

“Mom?” Diego says, looking at her.

“You have no right to do that.” She continues.

“We’re a little busy here Grace.” Luther yells.

“The day of vengeance was in my heart”

“What are you talking about?” Diego questions as he gets closer to her.

“And my year of redemption hath come.” Grace says.

Before you could react you see flames charging at you. Diego and Luther Jump out of the way but before you could move the flames catch your left sleeve on fire. You fall to the ground patting the fire out. As you lift your head you see everyone in a panic backing away from Grace but also worried about what would happen to Sloane and the others working on the Kugleblitz. You see Five running past you and pull him down to you.

“Okay I think I have a plan!” You yell over everyone so that he can hear.

“Is your arm okay???? Let me see it!” He says reaching for you.

“I’m fine! We don’t have that much time! You go and blip behind her and blip her upstairs after I charge her up with enough electricity to neutralize her!”

He nods his head and blips behind her. You stand up and give everyone a reassuring nod. You close your eyes and take a deep breath, channel all the anger you feel towards Allison, all the sadness you feel from the death of Harlan. You feel the ground rumble and feel the electricity course through your veins and you guide it through your fingertips shooting it at Grace.

“Go!” You yell at Five and he blips her away.

After she was taken care of you guys finished the job and then went upstairs to celebrate.

It was great. Besides Allison brooding in the corner everyone was drinking, dancing, and having fun. You however, weren’t big on drinking but you did have a blunt rolled up so you lit it and started smoking. You could see Allisons face turn up at your actions. Allison was never a big fan of you smoking weed, especially after you got high before a mission and ended up “harming” a citizen. By harm, Allison meant she wasn’t the one to rescue them so when you brought them back with rope burn and a few cuts she used that as an excuse to get you benched from any missions until father said so.

“Y/n, if you’re gonna smoke take it the fuck outside. It stinks.” Allison says from across the room.

You look at her and because you just saved the world you decided not to fuss.

“Is smoking bothering anyone else? If so, I'll put it out.” You say taking a long puff before blowing it out of your nose.

Everyone shakes their heads no before going back to their activities.

You smirk at Allison and turn to Viktor, “You wanna try?”

Viktor turns pale, “Y/n! You know I don’t smoke!”

You chuckle lightly, teasing him is so fun.

Before you could blink you saw Fei going to clink her glass with Christopher. Oh no. You knew that if disturbed with a different vibration than its own the Kugleblitz would react and destroy everything getting worse. You go to stand and call her name but you’re too late. You watch as Christopher starts to shake and Fei and Ben start to back up. Next thing you know you feel a Kugleblitz wave flow through your body and knock you over. When you look up Chris and Fei are gone….

There is no time to be sad as you watch the Kugleblitz get bigger and bigger.

Shit.

———---------------——TAGLIST---------------------------@beakami @birbtweettweet @sleep-yv

[kizzer]

imma stop saying when i’m gonna post bc i be lying😭. but i promise to get part 2 of You’re Fucking Pathetic out soon

[kizzer]

The Umbrella Academy Masterlist

The Umbrella Academy

You're Fucking Pathetic

Luther [coming soon]

Diego [coming soon]

Allison [coming soon]

Klaus [coming soon]

Five [coming soon]

Ben [coming soon]

Viktor/Vanya [coming soon]

[kizzer]

You're Fucking Pathetic | The Umbrella Academy x Reader FF

A/N: I know this is not a Spellotape part 3 but I just got done watching season 3 of the umbrella academy and i am FUMING.

warnings: MAJOR TUA SPOILERS FOR SEASON 3, cursing, manipulation, incest

part 2 | part 3 (coming soon)

 You had just returned from your life in the 60’s. It's been about a week and between Kugelblitz and Allison going rogue over the loss of her husband and child, you can’t handle anymore stress. Luther has been missing for days and so has Klaus. Diego has a kid and his “girlfriend” Lila is back as well. Everything was moving so fast. Too fast. You walked up to the Sparrow academy doors and knocked. Luther has been missing for a few days and because everyone is neck deep in their own shit they haven’t even gone to look. As soon as you are about to knock again the doors open up to reveal: Luther…in a Sparrow Academy uniform?

“Luther? What the hell are you wearing?” you asked.

Before he could answer “Ben” walked up to the door. “I mean, was he ever an umbrella?” he says, putting his hand on Luther’s shoulder. 

“Is that how you feel, Luther? Huh?” you say before you hear a car pull up. You turn around to find Allison getting out of the passenger seat and walking to the trunk. “Allison?” you say but she ignores you and lifts the trunk up to reveal Harlan’s pale, dead body all curled up. Allison killed him. Your heart broke for Viktor and for Harlan. That was his son and you couldn’t imagine how he would feel when he found out. “You killed Harlan?! Allison answer me!” She doesn’t answer and instead walks in with the rest of the Sparrow Academy. You follow Luther to go find Allison and when you guys do you both start questioning her.

“Did you tell him?” Luther asks.

“Who, Viktor? Not yet.” Allison says.

“Man, He is not gonna take this well.” you say sighing heavily

“I did what had to be done.”

“I'm just saying. Should’ve been a family decision.”

“And which family is that, Brutus?” You ask, crossing your arms.

“Nice uniform by the way. You look like an unpopped zit.” Allison says blowing cigarette smoke in your face. 

“Should we find you someone to talk to?”

“I'm fine. You’re the one having the identity crisis.”

“Oh, really? is “fine” what you call what you did to me at the hotel?”

“Whoa. What happened at the hotel?” You ask looking in between the two. “Someone answer me now!” You scream. Before anyone could answer Sloane comes in telling you all that Ben has called a family meeting.

“Both families. Do you think you could get your people to work together?” She asks.

Luther laughs, “Oh, you were serious.”

“I'm in.” Allison says as she shoves past you to the door.

“Y/n?”

“Not a chance. Not until everyone gets here.” You say walking into the living room. 

Everyone arrives at the Sparrow mansion. Except for Viktor. 

“Where is Viktor, Allison? Wasn’t he supposed to be with you?” you ask her.

“I left him at the diner.” She says before taking a puff of her cigarette.

“Un-fucking-believable. You are an honest to God asshole.” you say before Ben and Fei walk in.

“Welcome. Please make yourselves at home.” Fei says as she and Ben enter the room.

“Bitch this is our home.” Allison retorts. 

“Excuse me?” Fei says.

“Nothing. She didn’t mean it.” You say trying to stop an argument. 

“Where the hell is Klaus?” Diego asks.

“I don't know and to be honest I care just enough to worry but not enough to look.” You say, sighing deeply before closing your eyes.

“With our luck, probably Kugelblitze by now.” Five says which make you laugh a little.

“You’re a dark little dude sometimes.” Diego says.

“We don’t have time for idle chit chat. Everyone, sit down.” Ben says. 

It was so annoying and awkward to be there. You hated it. This was giving you flashbacks of your feelings towards everyone when you guys were younger. Them locking Viktor away in that basement. The first world apocalypse that you sometimes hate Viktor for but Blame Luther for. You can’t stand the Sparrows either. They are cocky and arrogant. They have no family unity. No love and only empty loyalty. Ben is an asshole and seeing his face makes you miss your Ben. it makes your heart ache and you can barely look him in his eyes half the time. He thinks you like him because of that. 

Ew..

“I feel like I'm sweating. Am I sweating?” Luther whispers to you and you reassure him that he is fine before he takes a seat by Sloane.

Ben starts the meeting. “Look, I know there’s been bad blood between us. Whatever. Bygones, right?” 

You scoff, “Whatever? Yall almost killed us. So no. Not whatever.” 

“Y/n. Shut your mouth.” Allison says.

You glare at her, “I am not talking to you Allison. So shut the fuck up.” 

Diego raises his hand and Ben asks him what he wants. 

“If I kill you, will we get our Ben back? Hypothetically.” he says with a smile.

it made you and Fei laugh. Ben? Not so much lmao.

“Keep talking, and your hand won’t be the only thing bleeding.”

“Okay, if the testosterone twins are done, i’d like to get back to a plan.” you and five say at the same time. 

“Where is he?” Viktor says walking into the middle of the room. You felt so bad you couldn’t even look at him.

“Viktor…” You say, soft and low.

“What did you do to Harlan?” He says turning to Ben. 

“They didn’t do anything. I did. I killed Harlan.” Allison says. 

“What? i..i don’t understand.” Viktor says, voice shaking. “Why?”

“Because he didn’t deserve to live.” Allison said. 

“What? Because they said so? You don’t have to listen to them.” 

“20 bucks on the little one.” Ben whispers to you and Five.

“Shut up ya bone head.” You say but Five takes him up on his offer.

“They don’t get to tell us what to do.” Viktor continues. “You coulda talked to me. We could’ve figured out something else.”

“So, what, you could lie to us again and take his side?” 

 “That’s not what happened.” 

“Oh, no, that’s exactly what happened.” Allison says.

“I know Harlan killed all of our mothers.” Allison continues.

“What?” 

“Whoa.” 

“Who told you that?”

“Harlan. After you lied about it to my face.” 

“Is that true, Viktor?” Diego asked, “Harlan started all this?”

“Yeah, but he didn’t mean to hurt anyone. He--”

“How do you know?” Five asked.

“Because he knew him. He was a harmless kid who was abused by his father. He wasn’t like us until Viktor saved his life at the lake. You guys know this. That was Viktors kid at some point.” You speak up, looking between Allison and Five. 

“I screwed him up. And if you need anyone to blame I'm right here.” Viktor says, looking at Allison.

“What makes you think I don't?” 

“This wasn’t about saving the world…” Viktor starts.

“This was about you hurting Viktor?” You say looking at Allison.

“Payback for--” Viktor starts.

“For what? Go on. Say her name.” Allison says, standing up and getting all in Viktors face. You sit closer to the edge of your seat just in case you need to whoop Allison's ass. 

“Did killing Harlan bring Claire back?”

“Did protecting him bring Sissy back?”

“It was just as personal for you.”

“I didn't kill anyone!” Viktor yelled.

“But you risked everyone! Do you know what that felt like? Watching you fight harder to protect the man who helped destroy my daughter than you ever did to bring her back?” 

“I don't know how to bring Claire back. Okay? No one does. But I was there for you. I tried.” Viktor said.

“To do what?” Allison said, “Help me grieve? God, this whole family is so quick to tell me to suck up my pain and so worried about fixing yours!” 

“Allison, choose your next words carefully.” You say, feeling your anger rising. 

“Somebody had to pay because you never seem to.”

“Destroy the world, kill pogo, almost kill me,and for what? So we can all run around and clean up your mess?” Allison says, “I'm sick of it.”

“Take it easy Allison.” Five says.

“Okay, i--”

“Shut your mouth!” Allison yells, rumouring Viktors mouth closed. 

Viktor starts to struggle for breath and you start to stand but five holds your hand tightly. Tears start to swell in your eyes because only you know how Victor feels about the past. How even after all these years he still blames himself for everything and how deeply he hates himself. 

“Every time I build a new life for myself, You end the world and take it from me!” Allison yells in Viktors face. 

“All right, that’s it. Knock off the power shit, Allison.” Allison lets Viktor go and you rush to his side, patting his back and glaring at Allison. 

“We should’ve left you in the basement.” Allison whispers to Viktor but you heard her and you turned around and slapped her. Hard.

“Viktor, go find a place to lay down. I'll be behind you soon.” You tell Viktor, giving him a reassuring smile. 

“Y/n….don’t. it’s fine--”

“Go.” You tell him. It's been awhile since you have been feeling this way and it’s about time you get it off your chest. He looks at you a little longer before walking away. 

“Are you alright?” Five asks Allison.

“Is she alright? Are you seriously asking HER right now?” you scream.

“Y/n..i was just asking.” Five starts.

“You know” You chuckle, “i don’t give a shit! Okay, Allison? Claire isn’t here! She was never going to be here! You wanna know why? Because this isn’t our home!”

“Harlan didn’t help destroy Claire. She never should’ve existed anyway. You never should have had your life anyway.” You got closer to her face. 

“All your life you manipulated your way to happiness. Rumoring your sister so she forgot she was one of us, rumoring the press so you could feel better about yourself,rumoring your husband into loving you, rumoring Claire.” Next thing everyone knew she pushed you and you powered up your electricity. The sky turned dark and the ground started shaking. Everyone was screaming at you to calm down but you drowned them out. Your adrenaline was running high and Allison's face was pissing you off.

“Y/n calm down!” Luther screams at you.

“You are pathetic! You put everything on Viktor but if we hadn’t locked him up for most of his fucking life not once but TWICE, then maybe he wouldn’t have fucking exploded!” You scream tears flowing down your face.

“You have no right to blame anything on Viktor. You lost your family the moment you used your power to get everything in your worthless life.” You took a deep breath and looked at her in her eyes, “You rumored him to forget his identity every day of his life…Even when he wanted space you tried to rumor him into going home with you when he obviously didn’t want to. So what, he sliced your throat? You let your lover sibling Luther lock him in that hell hole.” You scoff and walk away.

“Honestly Allison. Grieve your husband and daughter in your own way but leave Viktor the fuck alone before I seriously fuck you up. You are embarrassing yourself.

[kizzer]

LMAO IM SORRY

OKAY!

so we obviously know that i am a horrible author with a horrible posting schedule but i PROMISE to post the third chapter soon and i will have to make an actual schedule to post which will probably be on thursdays and fridays. yeh. thursdays and fridays will be the days i post new chapters. NOW. this doesn't mean two chapters in one week BUT it does give you a piece of mind that if one chapter doesn't come out on a thursday it WILL by the graces of god come out on friday. probably between the hours of like 10:00pm-12:00am EST. I'll probably change it but that seems like the best hours for me lmao.

TY FOR ALL THE LOVE EVEN THOUGH I SUCK AT POSTING!

[kizzer]

one this i recommend when reading on tumblr is playing music that fits the part you’re at. you’d be surprised how more you react to a certain line or part based on the music you’re playing in the back 😗.

(it just makes the tears totally worth it😭)

[kizzer]

it makes me happy that even though i’m not uploading rn because of school ppl still like my stuff! i promise i gonna start up soon <33

[kizzer]

a mess lmao

soooo i totally blew off writing the 3rd chapter for wtv reason. BUT i plan on writing it rn....as soon as i find where my motivation went. should be around here somewhere LMFAO

[kizzer]

idc what ANYONE says i love ryan clarke <3

[kizzer]

If you [ b l a c k ] reblog this.

don’t care what shade just reblog.

[kizzer]

It’s so rare seeing memes that praise men and boys so here are two nice ones.

[kizzer]

Spellotape Is Definitely Not Considered A “Professional Repair” series list

chapter 1

chapter 2

[kizzer]

Spellotape Is Definitely Not Considered A "Professional Repair" Part 2| Harry Potter FF|

warnings: none

also I write for black readers but feel free to change certain characteristics using the InteractiveFics chrome extension!

Being born the daughter of the most wanted man in all of the wizard world wasn’t the ideal way of life, BUT being a Black wasn’t easy to begin with.

??? x Dayonna (not sure)

Previous Chapter | Next Chapter

You all stop in front of the Gryffindor common room, your breath catches at the amazing sight in front of you. it was huge, but nothing you didn't expect from the lion's den. While you admired the elegant outside of the common room, your eyes landed on a familiar red-headed girl, who was so busy rubbing crust out of her eyes she barely noticed you standing there. Once she finally stopped rubbing at her eyes, she looked in front of her, glancing at the two boys in front of you—her eyes meeting yours; you flash her a smile. You watched as she followed the white beard that fell slightly above your shoulder up to her headmaster's face, finally resting at McGonagall's slight grin. "W-What are you all doing here?" She asked. "It's almost 3 hours past curfew....uh- did you two cause trouble?? Speaking of trouble, where have you two idiots been- and you, don't I know yo-" before she could finish Dumbledore places a reassuring hand on her shoulder.

"Don't worry, Miss Granger, your friends are safe and in one piece. Now, me and Y/N here have to go so please take Harry and Ron into the common room so they can freshen up and rest for the morning." Hermione takes one more look at you, causing you to raise one eyebrow. You thought about telling her where you knew her from but at that moment you felt like you should wait until morning. She and the two boys disappear behind the painting of the fat lady and you turn towards McGonagall and Dumbledore, "So I obviously missed the sorting and the feast...I'm sorry by the way....where should I sleep for now??" You look down at your feet, flinging your hair behind your shoulder.

"Well actually," McGonagall starts. "I was thinking- if Dumbledore would allow it, you could have a private sorting in his office. That way you have a place to sleep."

"What a splendid idea Mrs.McGonagall. Would that be okay for you Y/N? Unless you are tired, then you could sleep in my chambers of course."

"No! No, really I'm wide awake! I also really want to see where I get placed." Dumbledore and McGonagall shared a hearty laugh. You all quickly make your way to Dumbledore's office. As he leads you throughout his office you can't help but gravitate to the thousands of shelves, running your fingers along the spine of old books, walking over to the display cases, afraid to even touch them- to breathe on them. You get lost in yourself, awe clearly displayed on your face. The office was grand, a perfect fit for a perfect headmaster. Before you could approach his desk you feel a hand placed on your shoulder, you turn around to see Dumbledore, a smile of amusement on his face. He leads you up a flight of stairs where a chair rests empty in the middle of the floor, you promptly take a seat while McGonagall places the hat on your head. Your heart is racing, palms are sweaty, you take long deep breaths to steady your heart before it jumps out of your chest.

As soon as the hat is placed on your head he lets out a thoughtful sigh, you can hear him in your head, "hmmm.....you are very strong willed aren't you Y/N? Very hardworking, loyal...you value honesty and morals over all....you could be a Hufflepuff, even a Ravenclaw. What do you think?"

"Um....I don't really know. i haven't really thought about it you know.....because...i didn't- um...think i would ever get to go here." You never really said those things out loud but, it was the truth. You never thought you were good enough, you thought people would hate you, you thought everyone would see you as an arrogant, loudmouth bother who didn't deserve to attend Hogwarts. it was always a bubbling feeling of yours that you were afraid was going to boil over at some point. Being casted aside by your family, being blamed for your fathers insanity and your mothers death wasn't something that gave you a sour taste in your mouth until you were alone with your thoughts. if it hadn't been for Kreacher and his company and the magic tricks he used to show you then you probably wouldn't be who you are today....you were eternally grateful.

Huffle-Griffin-Slytherclaw!" screamed the hat. it was so loud it jolted you out of your thoughts and made you look around for McGonagall and Dumbledore. You couldn’t believe what you heard. it was your first time at Hogwarts but you were definitely aware that there was no such thing as ‘Huffle-Griffin-Slytherclaw’....whatever that was. You look around to find Dumbledore and McGonagall looking at you in disbelief.

"Y/N….do you have any idea what this means?” McGonagall asked you taking hold of your shoulders and lifting the hat off of your head.

"No...could someone- i don’t know, explain?? What in the world is a Huffle-Griffin-Slytherclaw? if that was a no he could have just said that you know…"

"Y/N, this means the hat believes you are worthy of being in all four houses. Not even those who were thought to be in more than one house were actually placed in them.”

"WHAT?? Um...may-maybe there was a mistake. The hat….the hat thinks that a Black is worthy of being in all four houses? I don't know if I can accept that” you laugh awkwardly, moving from McGonagall’s grip and down the stairs to the main floor of Dumbledore’s office.

You? In all four houses? Seriously? That's impossible. Not only are you a part of the Black family, known for causing trouble, but your father was Sirius Black. The man wanted for the Potter killing. There was no way you would be in all four houses.</p>

"Come on, I mean- McGonagall, Dumbledore,” You laugh dismissively. “You can’t possibly believe this can you? May I remind everyone of the fact that I am a Black...no- no one remembers but me? Okay.”

"Y/N, you are going to make a lovely student and the few people in your family who have made bad decisions should not mean you are cursed for life.” says Dumbledore.

'I don't know whether to laugh or...to just take it how it is because at this point, I’m already here, and I didn't spend my entire life fantasizing about me in a Hogwarts robe to get freaked out now' you thought.

You look between Dumbledore and McGonagall and shrug. “Um...I hope I don’t come off as rude- and no offence to you hat,” you say putting your hand out to pat the sorting hat, he just hums in recognition and leans into your touch. “But as wacked out as all this seems I’m pretty beat so i would really like to go lie down. I don’t understand what is happening but this sure is Hogwarts so I’m not really surprised. As for my sleeping arrangement, where shall I sleep?”

Dumbledore strokes his beard thoughtfully. “I believe that the Gryffindor commonplace is the right place for you Y/N.”

“Oh, um… maybe I could sleep in the Hufflepuff room? Or even in the Ravenclaw room? Anywhere but Gryffindor and Slytherin...please.” you say making the best puppy dog eyes you could.

"May I ask why you would choose not to sleep in the Gryffindor room? After all, you do have friends waiting for your return.” McGonagall opens the door to reveal Harry Potter, Ron Weasley and the redhead from early standing at the door with guilty smiles on their faces. You shook your head. This is exactly why you didn’t want to sleep anywhere near them, you didn’t do friends. You never had any besides Kreacher anyway and you didn’t plan on doing that now. You just blankly stared at them while casually throwing up a little wave.

"Hey...nice to see you three again I guess.” you look towards McGonagall and Dumbledore and by the look in their eyes you could tell you were going to be sleeping in the Gryffindor room for tonight at least. You sigh, walking out the door following the lot down the hall and to the Gryffindor common room entrance.

“So, where do I know you from again?” asks the redhead girl.

“Bookstore. You shamed me because I didn’t recognize the great Harry Potter…” you say monotone, hoping the tone of your voice sends a ‘hey i don’t wanna talk so please shut it’ signal to them.

“Hermione! How could you?” Ron says jokingly appalled.

“Oh shut it Ronald, anyways i didn’t mean it like that i just meant that any real wizard would know who Harry was. After all he was the only one to survive he-who-shall-not-be-named..”

“Oh, so just because I don’t obsess over Harry Potter I’m not a real wizard??” you say stopping in your tracks to evaluate the group in front of you. You couldn’t believe that a girl you didn’t even know, a girl who didn’t even know you decided she could evaluate whether or not you were a real witch. Not only that, but you were a BLACK. Almost the most pureblooded of the pure but of course she didn’t know that. You stood there waiting for an answer, but neither of them were giving you one so you just scoffed and continued on your way to the Gryffindor common room.

“Hermione, she’s a Black so wouldn’t she count as a real wizard?” said Ron.

“Wait- she is? Is she related to him?” she said, trying to whisper but obviously failed. Harry nudged her in her rib getting an ouch from her but you didn’t pay it any mind. You wish you could read her from the ugly style of her hair to the crooked stitching of her robe that even a person with terrible eyesight could see but you knew that it wasn’t worth it.

“Do you mean my father Sirius Black? You know you can say his name...it doesn't offend me. If anything, you trying to avoid it like some curse is more offensive.” You say, taking a pause in front of the Gryffindor entrance. You didn’t want to sleep here but you didn’t know how exactly to get in. Ron looked at you then back at the others, you guessed trying to figure out why you stopped. Then you saw the look on his face, he wanted to know which house you were placed in but before he could ask Harry walked up to the painting and got us in without a problem. They lead you through the common room and to these spiral stairs. They stop in front of a door and look at one another.

"So....are we here or what? I don’t know if you can tell but I'm tired as all hell and would like to go to sleep.” you say sighing and crossing your arms.

“Oh um, this is Ron and Harry’s room. Girls and Boys don’t usually sleep in the same room but no one is going to be in there with them today so we planned on rooming together...would you like to join us?” Hermione says gesturing to the door. You just shrug and push open the door. You walk into a massive circular room with beds all facing each other. ‘What a cozy room. Looks like a room made for friends. Great.’ you thought. You didn’t wait for no one else to pick a bed and chose the bed directly in the middle. It was always comforting to know that someone was on either side of you ready to protect you. You kicked off your shoes and discarded your coat. Before you laid down you looked at the boys and then down at your clothes. How were you going to change if they were in there? You pulled out your mom's wand and whispered the words cecità temporanea. There was a flash of light and the boys could no longer see, Hermione started to panic and Ron started to yell hysterically. You couldn’t help but let out a little giggle and wish you could leave them that way but they were being too noisy.

"Oh my gosh can you guys just relax? It’s a temporary blinding spell I came up with when I was younger. It shouldn't take no longer than 15 minutes before it wears off.”

"Can I ask why you cast a blinding on us?!” Harry asked, obviously offended.

"I needed to change. Kreacher has yet to bring my-”Before you could finish your sentence, Kreacher appears in your room with your luggage in tow. You are so delighted to see him it takes everything in you not to hug him and squeeze the air out of his small house elf lungs.

“Miss, Kreacher has come to bring your luggage. Sorry Kreacher was late. Kreacher had to help out in the kitchen.”

<p> “It’s fine Kreacher, I’m just glad to see you.” you say bending down to meet your small friend. “Also, what did I tell you about calling me Miss Kreacher? It’s Y/N. If you refuse to call me by my name then please refrain from speaking to me.” you laugh light heartedly and take your luggage from your small pal. You bid Kreacher a farewell. You rummage through your luggage trying to find your head scarf, you can’t have your braids going bad. You could always change your hair with a spell but you just got these done for school and you couldn’t risk messing them up. You feel a pair of eyes on you as you pull out an oversized shirt and some shorts. After you are done changing you look up at Hermione.

“Is there something you wanna say? You have been staring..” You pull your shirt over your head and take down your pants. You wish you could shower but you are too exhausted and this school is too big to be wandering late at night.

"Oh- me and the guys were talking and...we wanted to know what house you got sorted in.”

“Oh, um, I got sorted into all four houses. But, I’m pretty sure that it was a fluke.” You unspell Harry and Ron and jump into bed. It became awfully quiet. It wasn’t like them, especially Ron and you only knew them for half a day, probably less! You sit up a little and raise your eyebrows.

“What?”

“You got sorted into ALL four houses? That means you must be better than Harry!” says Ron.

“Oh shut it you muppet! There is no way that is possible. No one has ever gotten sorted into all four houses, not even Headmaster Dumbledore.”

“Who’s to say I won’t be the first?” you shoot back at Hermione.

“Let’s just get some rest shall we? We will talk about it in the morning.” Harry says jumping over to another bed besides yours. You look him in the eyes and for some reason you get lost in them. You smirk for a second but then you catch yourself. Harry Potter. In the same room as you, in the bed next to you. He looked just like his father. It made you laugh a little, you gave him a small wink and turned over to go to bed.

The next day you wake up way before the sun rises. Did you even get any sleep? Your body felt heavy but you knew that once you were awake there was no going back to sleep. You turned over and saw that Harry Potter was awake. Watching you. He shoots you a small smile and you turn over the other way. ‘No...there will be no making friends. You don’t do friends, Y/N.’

You’ve been alone for a very long time and you didn’t even like them. Especially that Hermione chick. As you lift your body to get out of bed Professor McGonagall strolls in and illuminates the room. You and Harry shield yourselves from the bright light.

“Y/N? Are you awake?” McGonagall calls out.

”Yes, Yes I am awake. I might be blind as well but it’s all too dark to tell at the moment.” You say rubbing your eyes before stretching your body out. You got a laugh out of Harry, you thought it wasn’t that serious seeing as you were being completely serious but what could you do. McGonagall informs you that you have to meet Dumbledore as soon as you prepare for your day to receive your uniform. You dreaded this so much. What would your uniform even look like? After all, you belong to all four houses. You unwrapped your hair and threw on a small jacket with sweatpants. You pulled out your dino slippers getting a quizzical look from Harry.

“Dinosaur slippers? Really?”

“Mind your business Potter. I didn’t even pack my own bags. Kreacher did.”

“Oh yeah, I forgot you have a house elf..”

“Get your beauty rest princess and worry about your own stuff, yeah?” You say before following McGonagall out of the room. You arrive at Dumbledore’s office and you say goodbye to McGonagall.

“Hello Y/N, how did you sleep?” Dumbledore says, leading you up these stairs and onto the platform where your sorting happened.

“I feel like I barely slept. But, overall I slept okay. What about you?”

“Hahaha I slept fine thank you.” He conjures a floating wardrobe and when it opens you see an all white uniform with black stocking, a white scarf with the Hogwarts house colors on it and a black sweater vest with the four Hogwarts houses embraided on the right chest plate. It was so beautiful you couldn’t stop staring at it. Dumbledore lets out a hearty laugh and waves his wand, transforming your sweats and jacket into that beautiful white uniform. You felt fantastic, your white robe flowing down your body, the uniform hugging your curves just perfectly. It was everything you dreamed it would be and more. You just never thought you would actually be living your dreams. You spin a little in your new uniform smiling from ear to ear.

“I see you like it. I’m glad.” says Dumbledore walking towards you.

“Thank you so much Dumbledore!! I really appreciate it..”

“Of course now go and eat breakfast. Oh and here is your schedule. Your books and materials will all be delivered later on today so watch out for your owl. Now, go on. Have fun.”

You left Dumbledore’s office feeling better than ever. You couldn’t help but smile from ear to ear. You start running down the hall, full speed, you couldn’t wait to eat. You didn’t even notice how hungry you were. You walk through the massive doors to find an even more impressive dining hall. It was something so marvelous that you got completely lost in the work along the walls. You walked aimlessly looking all around you when you made contact with a pretty stiff body.

“Hey! Watch where the- cousin?” You look up to see no one other than your slightly older cousin Draco. He looked...different, he was taller, his hair looked crispier than ever, but he still had that sad look in his eyes like he always did. He extends his hands towards you and you take it, being lifted and spun around.

"It’s been awhile, Draco. How has mum been?”

“She is well, so is father of course. Anyways, I thought I would never see you again and here you are...right in front of me.” you smile a little. You and Draco used to be so close to one another. You used to share the same bathroom well into your teenage years but after your mothers death and your fathers. Mishap your family avoided you all together.

“Here, sit with me. Also, what house did you get sorted in?”

“Oh..um all four?? That’s why my uniform looks different from everyone else…"

“You got sorted in all four houses?!” He screams as loud as possible. You think even the muggle realm heard him.

“Shhhh!! Don’t just yell it out. I am sure it was a mistake. But right now I am in all four houses.” As you continue on your conversation with your cousin a tall, extremely handsome young man with chiseled features, dark hair, and bright grey eyes approaches you and your cousin. He stops in front of you extending his hand, smiling warmly enough to melt you into a pool of wizard goop.

“Hello, I am Cedric Diggory, the perfect of the Hufflepuff house. It’s a pleasure to meet you Y/N. Why don’t you come sit with me, i can introduce you to all of my friends”

“She’s fine, she hasn’t even touched her food yet. Right Y/N?” Draco said. It wasn’t like you couldn’t speak for yourself but for some reason this Cedric dude had a hold on you. Before you could finally say something Dumbledore walks in with everyone on the teaching staff. He stood in front of the Great Hall and everyone got quiet. It was so still you’re pretty sure no one was even breathing. Dumblore must have sensed it because he let out a hearty laugh and told everyone that there was no reason to worry; he just wanted to share a new ‘discovery’ they encountered. He gave you a reassuring look before calling you up to stand with him and the rest of your teachers. You felt like you could die. Why? Why was this happening to you? Why couldn’t Harry Potter have done something to cause the end of the world? It just had to be about you. You stood, slowly making your way to Dumbledore ignoring the whispers of your peers. Whether good or bad you didn’t want to find out. You could barely stomach this as it was.

As you walked past the golden trio Ron looked at you worriedly and mouthed a ‘what happened?’ to you but you just ignored him and continued on. When you reached Dumbledore he had you face your peers and placed a reassuring hand on your shoulder.

<p> “Wizards and Witches, I am here to present to you the first ever Hogwarts student to be placed in ALL four houses!” His voice boomed over all the cheers and questionable gasps. You waved slightly which got a few laughs but you couldn’t stop shaking. “Y/N Black here is a very rare addition to our roster. Please welcome her with open arms.” The room was filled with cheers and applause. As you walk down from the stage, everyone crowds you, asking a million and one questions. Some wondered what powers you possessed, others asked how could a Black be housed in all of the houses but you didn’t pay them any mind.

Being in the middle of all the chaos, you saw one girl who remained seated. Lost in her own thoughts. She seemed happy and at peace. She must have felt you staring because she looked up and gave you a small smile waving her hand and for some reason you didn’t wave back; you could only stare. She let out a small giggle and returned back to her daydreams. You lean over to Draco and whisper, “Yo, who is that? The girl at the table?”

“Oh her, that’s Loony Lovegood. Don’t even think about it cuz, she is exactly what everyone calls her; a loon.” He scoffs and waves you off leaving you to your thoughts.

[kizzer]

it’s the fact that i have what i want to happen in YEAR 4 of my story but i can barely finish the damn second chapter of my story for me.

[kizzer]

abt me <3

<3 i like the color green obviously lmao

<3 magic, witchcraft, deity work, mythology, tarot, etc.

<3 anime/manga

<3 asian pop/ asian dramas

<3 drawing, writing, painting, etc.

<3 reading

<3 idek what style i have probs bum lmaooo

<3 anyways interact or like if you wanna be friends <3