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OOH THANK YOU!! I'll give these a try, and yes, please, I'd like the masterlink too if that's okay. 🥹🥹

Reading through Gallaplacidia's The Bucket List and now I'm convulsing on the floor, wanting to smack the shit out of Harry.

ONE MORE WORD. ONE MORE WORD, I DARE YOU. 😭

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Okay, I just finished it, AND IT DID GET BETTER! 😭 It took some time BUT IT DID!!! 🥹

I adored Harry trying to shorten Draco's probation because he heard he wanted to travel 👊👊 And also Harry keeping on staying by his side towards the end ❤️‍🩹 + the whole deal with Lam.

Draco was incredibly funny and the apology letters to everyone took me out 💀 The Slytherins were fantastic, and Pansy especially made me "boring," the nerve of her (iykyk).

Officially writing this down in The Favorites list. 🫶

Reading through Gallaplacidia's The Bucket List and now I'm convulsing on the floor, wanting to smack the shit out of Harry.

ONE MORE WORD. ONE MORE WORD, I DARE YOU. 😭

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Reading through Gallaplacidia's The Bucket List and now I'm convulsing on the floor, wanting to smack the shit out of Harry.

ONE MORE WORD. ONE MORE WORD, I DARE YOU. 😭

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Listening to Please Please Please by Sabrina Carpenter feels like in another universe, at the start of the Second Wizarding War (maybe even in both wars, to be honest), where Lucius runs back to Voldemort and Narcissa IS NOT HAVING IT.

Some Random Witch: Narcissa! Where's your husband? Is he not coming today?

Narcissa, thinking about her husband torturing muggles like it's a hobby: Ahahahaha...

Later that night, Lucius returns home drenched in blood.

Narcissa: GAH! IT'S LIKE YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT SUBTLE IS ANYMORE!

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Children.

A short excerpt that I have yet to finish, but I hope you like it!

Harry Potter | About 600 words | No pairing (yet) | Canon-divergence

WARNING: Implied Death, Talks of Death

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Set in the summer after 6th year, the temporary residents of Number 12 Grimmauld Place were disturbed by unexpected guesses. Albus Dumbledore, and a shell of the mother of the boy who let terror into Hogwarts, Narcissa Malfoy.

“Sir?”

“I’m sorry for intruding…” Dumbledore is talking, Harry knows he should listen to understand the purpose of their arrival but his eyes stay on Narcissa Malfoy’s frail form, which is getting more rigid by the second.

“...I believe it’s suffice to say that—”

“Excuse me.”

Everyone pauses, all attention on Narcissa Malfoy as she walks over to stand before Ron. Harry jumps from his seat, his wand ready and prepared to attack. In his peripheral vision, he sees the Order doing the same with wary looks. More so on the Weasley clan. Ron stays frozen and waits for the predator to bite.

But she doesn’t. Instead, she says in a low tone, “Is it alright if I ask you to move seats? I…I need to check something behind you.”

A beat and another, before Ron nods and obliges in his shock, taking a seat far away from the mother of the bully of their childhoods.

It’s only then that Harry remembers Mrs. Malfoy’s lack of a wand and begrudgingly lowers his. The rest in the room follow. They all watch in silence as she relocates the chair Ron used to occupy, turning it sideways by hand to reveal what it has hidden since their occupation of his godfather’s childhood home. 

The Black Family tapestry in all its glory.

There is a pause until the Malfoy lady suddenly gasps. A low whine comes out of her and her shoulders start to shake. In the blink of an eye, she falls like a house of cards. Harry, who is closest to her, reaches out to catch her on instinct and holds her to stay upright, “Mrs. Malfoy?”

She doesn’t answer, her eyes glued on the tapestry. Harry realizes with a start that her grey eyes, not so much unlike her son's, bear tears. Curiosity consumes him, and he follows her gaze. 

He finds his godfather, Sirius, first, interwoven between the branches and scorched beyond repair without magic. Yet, there is no denying the disinherited son and the skull of death covering his face behind the sear, just like the one plastered on his brother, Regulus, connected as brothers by blood right next to him. Harry looks away, not daring to think about it as he searches the tapestry. 

Ironically, he sees Bellatrix Lestrange next, her husband’s name below hers. Harry feels instant rage at the sight of his godfather’s murderer, Sirius’ own cousin, of all people. But then he spots the branches connected to the maniac’s name and follows them to find the cause of Mrs. Malfoy’s collapse. The next person after Bellatrix goes by the name of Andromeda who interestingly, like Sirius, had had her face burnt off the tree. Harry wonders if it had something to do with the name below Andromeda; Tonks doesn’t sound like a pureblood name when he thinks about it. Related to Auror Tonks, maybe? Finally, Harry sees Mrs. Malfoy’s name. And as expected her name is interwoven with Lucius’. Both of their faces are clear of grime and singe. Their blonde hair is a stark contrast to the emerald green of the tapestry.

Somewhere in his mind, a bell rings.

Harry looks down by pure chance and blinks.

He stares for a long time. 

Distantly, he can feel the Weasley matriarch taking the crying Mrs. Malfoy away from his arms, murmuring soothing words to calm her down. He can hear Ron and Hermione stepping up beside him and his name coming out of their mouths, worried. He can taste metal in his mouth—blood, his brain supplies, he had bit his tongue—and wishes he didn’t.

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That's it. Can you see where I'm going with this? I'm not, I was running into this blind. ^^ Thank you for reading, see you next time! 💌

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Isolation

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What if James had been the only one that died on the 31st of October? Is there any fics like that? With Lily raising Harry on her own? I've read plenty of James raising Harry, but couldn't find any of Lily :(

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Rude by MAGIC! is just Harry asking Lucius for Draco's hand in marriage.

Harry, at Malfoy Manor: Mr. Malfoy, I am here to ask for your son's hand in marriage. Will you accept?

Lucius: No. *shuts the door*

Harry: ...

Harry: Yeah, I'm doing it anyway.

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Mr. Hiiragi's Homeroom but Regulus is the teacher who investigates the "suicide" of his goddaughter, Luna Lovegood, that eventually caused his friend, Pandora to fall ill. Time passed, and Regulus figured it out. Things settle into place and the only thing left in the list is to take revenge.

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Regulus: ...witnesses have claimed to have seen the suspect far from the scene of the crime.

James: i object, your honor!

Regulus: you have no power to do that, Potter.

James: uhh, *kissing noises*

Regulus:

Regulus: moving on—