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Pairing: Wolfstar x Reader Word Count: 4.3K Warnings: none Prompt: You meet Sirius and Regulus at a family vacation in the Caribbean, but things don't go as planned and you end up losing contact once the trip is over. Years later your family moves to England and you get accepted at Hogwarts where you finally meet Sirius once again, along with all of his friends. One of them with a mysterious secret, that you'll uncover as you embark on your own Hogwarts adventure.

Chapter 1: Summer Breeze

2 years ago - Summer 1974

Every summer holiday, your parents would take you on some elaborate vacation to a different place. This summer was no different from that, except that they’d contacted some of their old friends in England to plan a trip together. Your father was set on making you more fluent in English and had the brilliant idea to force you onto making some English friends.

While you weren’t too excited about spending your summer with a pure-blood family, since your mom had not-wizarding grandparents, you decided you were not going to be a snob and actually try to make some friends. Your parents never told you that the Blacks didn’t know about your mom’s ancestry though, especially after your great-grandmother made a huge effort to hide that side of the family when the racist stuff started getting worse. It wasn’t a secret to you, only to the rest of the world.

“Are you ready sweetheart?” Your mom asked, looking stunning in her white beach dress.

You closed your suitcase and nodded, walking towards her and your dad in the centre of your living room. You stood in a circle and in the blink of an eye apparated in a completely different place. You were in the middle of a giant Lobby, looking straight toward the front desk. It was an open space, there were fountains in the centre and large logs of wood holding a stunning ceiling with floating balls of some wood-like fibre, you could hear the waves crashing onto the shore somewhere in the distance. It looked elegant yet rustic at the same time. On the side of the Lobby, a metal plate spelled

Mayan Occultum Hotel The #1 Hotel for Witches and Wizards in the Caribbean: Costa Maya

Followed by 5 shining golden stars that spun around every couple of seconds. Your father had his head up and looked around to try and find his old friends.

Sirius had been dragged to this. While to anyone a vacation in the Caribbean might sound like a dream, to him it was no other than an absolute nightmare, not because he disliked the beach, in fact, he quite fancied the idea of spending some time relaxing under the sun after the finals, the issue here was that he wasn’t going with his friends, no James, No Mooney, no Wormtail. No, he was on a FAMILY vacation, which meant he’d have to spend like 2 weeks locked up in a hotel in the middle of nowhere with a bunch of people that hated him. He threw in as many muggle-like clothing items he’d gotten from Andromeda into his suitcase, just to spite his parents and hopefully keep the other wizard family, the one that had the brilliant idea to invite his family to the hotel to come along with them, at bay. He was not interested in making new friends, he was not interested in talking to any that were of his parents at all. After all, they probably would be no other than a bunch of Slytherin snobs.

By the time his mother called him down to the chimney to travel through the floo network, he’d even made sure to add in a pair of Doc Martens to his suitcase, the most punk thing he had gotten his hands on thus far, all thanks to Moony who’d showed him how to order things from a catalogue. He was wearing a leather jacket, ripped black jeans and a pair of Converse shoes, not a very beachy outfit, was it?

When his mom saw him she almost ordered him to go back upstairs to change but Orion said they were late and basically pushed Sirius onto the chimney. He was the first to arrive, Regulus was next, with a very suitable wizard attire, his parents had come soon after.

Once your dad spotted Orion among the crowds he went straight to greet him, your mom followed alongside him and you lagged behind just a bit.

“It’s wonderful to see you again, Orion, you look as dashing as the last time we met,” your father said.

Orion chuckled lightly “I could say the same about you Silas! This must be Avis,” he said as he turned into your mother “I remember as if it was yesterday when you wrote me that you’d found the love of your life.”

Now it was your father who chucked “Walburga,” He nodded towards her, she set her hand out and he gave a courteous kiss. Had they forgotten to tell you were meeting royalty or something? Your parents were rarely this formal with his friends.

Regardless of the odd formalities, you stayed behind them as they caught up, “These are my children,” Orion said pushing forwards two boys, one dressed as a wizard and one with very muggle-like clothes, “This is Sirius,” He pointed at the taller boy, “and this is Regulus,” he said pointing at the smaller one.

Up until then Sirius had maintained a disagreeable face but had been polite enough to your parents so as not to seem like an ass, at least they weren’t overly dressed, they looked like a normal family on vacation, not like they were going to the queen’s wedding at the beach. But his expression changed when your mom moved to the side and he saw you for the first time.

“This is my daughter, (Y/N),” Your father said, placing a hand on your back and pushing you just slightly forward.

“You’ve got yourself a beautiful young lady, Silas, why have you been hiding her behind you?”

“Our (Y/N) is a bit shy,” Your mom excused.

“Just like our son,” Walburga said as she placed a hand on Regulus’ shoulder, with a huge suspicious smile growing on her face. You would’ve taken a step back had it not been for your father’s hand still on your back, Sirius noticed. He’d straightened his back right after you appeared in his field of view, he almost felt self-conscious, of his outfit (probably because of how hot it was), of his hair, he hated feeling that way, but there was something about you, he couldn’t quite put his finger on. Curiosity, it had to be that. He was curious about you.

You responded with an awkward smile, by then your father was already pulling Orion toward the front desk to check in.

“So (Y/N), What year are you in?” Walburga asked, you couldn’t help but notice how beautiful she was, in a dangerous sort of way, sharp features, a smile that even if it looked kind, hid something behind it. Like a mermaid luring you in before she drowns you, you thought.

“I’m starting my 4th,” You replied politely, trying to hide how intimidated you felt while talking to her.

“Oh,” she said, sounding almost a little disappointed “Like Sirius.” Had she said her child’s name with disdain or was it just your imagination? Perhaps it had something to do with the way the boy dressed.

“I’m sure they’ll become great friends,” your mom said looking at you, then at Sirius and then back at you.

Walburga nodded but did not look very happy with the idea of you making friends with her older son. Regardless, you’d been interested in talking to the boy the moment you spotted him from the distance, he looked like the vocalist of a rock band. If it had not been for the fact that your parents introduced you to him, you might have lived on assuming he was some sort of celebrity.

In the midst of the awkward silence your father and Orion came back. Your father smiled towards you, almost apologetically “Sweetheart there is an event for couples on the other side of the hotel, Orion and I thought it would be good to spend some time there to catch up, would you mind exploring the rest of the hotel with the boys?”

Well, there goes your family vacation, makes sense after all, your father had been looking for an excuse to move back to England for a while, maybe he’d talk to Orion about the ministry jobs available, Orion did have the politician look going for him. You forced a smile “Not at all Dad, it’ll be fantastic to get to know them,” you hoped that did not come out as ironic as you meant it. Although Sirius' snicker from behind gave you the impression it was not like that.

Your dad handed you and the boys a map each “We’ve enhanced them, that way we can always find you.”

Your smile only tightened but you kept it until they were out of sight. Once you made sure they were far enough you pulled your wand out and murmured “incendio,” causing your map to slowly burn itself, you let it drop once the fire was too close to your hand.

“Did you just use magic? Aren’t you 14?” Regulus asked with a frown.

You turned to him with a smile “There are many qualified wizards around us,” you responded opening your arms to gesture at the amount of people surrounding you “Besides, this hotel is part of the Occultum line, anyone that has studied at least until year 2 is permitted to use magic–” After hearing this words Sirius used incendio to burn his map as well, you raised your eyebrows towards him and then continued “–that’s why my parents picked it, they wanted me to spend some time practising spells for the next year.”

Regulus only settled his map on a nearby suitcase that was soon sent flying away, presumably towards its own room, proving how unnecessary the magic you’d both used had been “I heard there was an orchestra at noon, maybe we can go there?” He suggested.

“Sure, I guess…” You said before grabbing a pamphlet that mentioned all the activities the hotel had going on that day, but one seemed a tad more interesting “What about his one tho?” You said pointing at something written on the paper.

“A muggle movie screening?” Regulus asked with a grimace, Sirius, on the other hand, seemed a lot more interested in it.

“Let’s do that! Sounds fun!” Sirius decided, took the pamphlet from your hands in an action that would’ve been rude had he not done it with such grace, and started walking towards the direction the pamphlet indicated.

“Not sure Mom and Dad would like that,” Regulus argued as the two of you followed, lagging behind Sirius only slightly.

“Of course, they wouldn’t,” You agreed with him, but caught up with Sirius soon after “Regardless, dear Reg, is not like they’re going to know, we all got rid of our maps.”

His frown didn’t leave his face even after he caught up with you, walking by your side, instead of his brother’s. Weird, you thought.

“And don’t even think about telling dear mommy and daddy about it Reggie!” Sirius warned.

Regulus didn’t fancy how quick you’d gotten comfortable with giving him a nickname, regardless he decided to go with it, it was probably better to stick to Sirius to make sure he didn’t cause some mischief that would have the three of you grounded for the rest of the summer, or your lives, whichever came first.

The three of you arrived at the “cinema” area quickly enough. “Well, even if the movie is bad, the experience will be authentic.”

“You’ve been to a cinema?” Asked Sirius impressed.

“Last summer while I was in New York,” you explained, “very similar to this one, ‘bit more run down.”

“And your parents allowed you?” Asked Regulus, almost judging.

“Perhaps they would’ve If they’d known,” you replied with a mischievous smile.

The three of you walked to the stall and asked the lady attending to give you 1 large bowl of popcorn and three butter beers. The lady grabbed a large bucket and threw some kernels inside it, followed by a block of butter and a sprinkle of salt, she then murmured “calidium.” Hot air started coming from her wand, heating the kernels and having them pop in front of your eyes.

You leaned in closer to Regulus and whispered “They didn’t have that in the cinema I went to.”

The lady continued with her task and started serving the butter beers when Sirius decided to speak up.

“What’s the sorting hat popcorn?”

“You spin the thing, and a block of candy will come out, we add that to the corn before popping and when it does, it becomes sweetened popcorn with the colour of your house, it’s inspired by the Hogwarts sorting hat,” She explained.

He nudged you, “You should try it, see which house you’d be in if you studied with us,” He said with a smile.

“That’s ridiculous, random candy cannot be as wise as the sorting hat,” Regulus complained.

You shrugged “Seems like a fun deal,” You said, walking towards the fun-looking machine and spinning the wheel. A dark block of candy came out and you handed it to the lady. After she performed the same spell as last time, minus the salt, the popcorn started to pop, turning into different shades of grey, gold, green and silver. You turned to the boys “Which house is that?”

“Seems like you’re in between,” the lady replied. “The popcorn is not as accurate as the sorting hat I’m afraid.”

“In between what?”

“Slytherin–“ started Regulus.

“–And Gryffindor.“ finished Sirius, the air seemed to tense up in that minute and you just had to do something, so you threw your fist inside the bucket and grabbed a couple of them, popping them in your mouth.

“Who cares? I highly doubt I’ll ever be in Hogwarts anyway,” You said as you grabbed one of the buckets and your mug of butter beer. “Can I also have some of those?” You said pointing toward the every flavour beans, the lady nodded and handed you a box.

“The movie starts in 15 minutes,” said Regulus after looking at the time in the giant magical clock.

“Excuse me, what’s a magic projection?” You asked the clerk near the door.

“It’s the movie, but with special magical effects, like things that come out of the screen and several other effects, it’s immersive,” he explained and you nodded, definitely not like the muggle cinema you’d been to before.

“I didn’t know such a thing existed.”

“It’s a program in development, a very talented new-maj called Drey started bewitching films just 2 years ago, they became very popular in the industry, and this is one of her newest projects.”

Before Regulus could open his mouth Sirius spoke “That sounds fantastic! Can we walk in already?” He asked with the most charming smile you had ever seen and after the clerk nodded he dragged you both inside.

“I’m still not fascinated by this idea,” Regulus complained.

“Don’t be such a party popper Reg,” You said, throwing a popcorn at him. He brushed it off his coat and started looking at the ads on the screen.

You then threw one in the air and caught it with your mouth, it’s something you’d seen muggles do in the theatre you had been to last year.

“Shoot one,” Sirius said, you shot a popcorn and he’d easily caught it, he then winked and motioned for you to send another one. You did, but the third time you grabbed an every flavour bean instead, he also caught it and bit on it with ease, grimacing right after.

“Treason!” He said after forcing it to go down his throat “I demand her head!” he added while exaggerating his expressions in a very Alice in WonderLand Queen of Hearts-like attitude, then he relaxed again “That was awful, and no warning either!” You just laughed in return, “no wonder the popcorn wanted you in Slytherin” he said, Regulus rolled his eyes.

“What flavour was it anyway?” You asked, to drive the conversation away from the house topic, which clearly was a sensible one.

“Your mom’s,” he replied. After understanding the implication of his answer you gasped and playfully hit him on the arm “Sorry, sorry, It was something like sewer water or something, one of the worst I’ve had in my life.”

Regulus looked at the box and then at you “You want one too?” You asked politely, while there seemed to be some kind of tension between the two boys, neither of them seemed particularly evil, or mean, if anything Regulus was rather shy compared to his loud brother, almost like he did not want to get on the bad side of his parents, something Sirius didn’t really seem to care much about. He quietly nodded to respond to your question and you shot one towards his face, it unfortunately didn’t land on his mouth and fell to the side. He was about to call it off but you didn’t let him. “It’s ok if you don’t get it the worst I’ve had in my life.”

“Peaches,” he replied with a smile.

“Unfair,” Sirus said as he crossed his arms and took the box from you “It’s your turn.”

“I’m terrible at catching with my mouth,” you warned, but he threw one at your face anyway. It landed on your eye, thankfully you closed it first.

“Shit, I’m sorry,” He said, grabbing your face with his two hands to check if you were ok. Did he not know about personal space? “You OK?” He was so close you could smell his breath, it was minty and fresh, despite having had popcorn already.

“Yeah, I’m good,” you said, shaking him off and picking the jelly bean from your shirt, where it’d fallen after attacking you “Got fast reflexes,” you said before popping it in your mouth, you grimaced.

“What was it?” Regulus asked.

“Lime I think, it was very sour,” you said, turning towards him “Guess you’re the lucky one between the three of us.” Regulus smiled awkwardly as a reply and then the screen turned on.

A lady showed up on the screen “Welcome, witches and wizards, this is the newest rendition of the magical cinema series. Welcome to this incredible adventure in which you will face a terrible creature, the dangers of the sea and the world as told from a muggle perspective. There will be a lot of water, hope you brought your bathing suits.” She disappeared shortly after and then the titles started rolling in.

It was actually a beach movie, funny when you remembered that the beach was just a minute's walk away from where you stood. And it was definitely NOT like an ordinary muggle film, there were splashes of water in your face, things crawling on your seat, smoke, smell and even the shark would get out of the screen and swim all over the room. It was thrilling, to say the least.

When the move was over the three of you were soaked, the boys had their fluffy hair clinging onto their faces as you walked out of the theatre. But they also looked happy, Sirius was thrilled, unsurprisingly, but even Reg seemed at ease, even if he had gone to a “muggle thing”.

“We should go see the beach now,” Sirius said.

“Just hope Larry Vaughn is not the mayor here,” you responded and cracked a laugh from the two brothers.

The three of you then walked towards the beach area, there were lounge chairs with umbrellas on top, some beach beds and a stand where you could ask the house elves to bring you different special drinks. As you were sitting down in one of the chairs you overheard some wizards passing by. And you couldn’t help but to be enthralled by their conversation. Regulus was sitting by the end of the bed, looking wearily at the sea and Sirius was taking off his jacket and laying it on the back of the bed for it to dry with the wind, he was rocking a David Bowie shirt underneath. “Hey (Y/N) do you want anything from the–“

“–Shhhh,” you said as you gestured for him to listen to the conversation as well.

“Yeah, the ziplines were amazing, it’s fantastic the hotel counts with muggle transportation all the way to the parks,” one of the wizards said.

“Do you think we should go again,” asked the other one.

“No, Mom said we’d go to the ruins tomorrow, something about magical vestiges or whatever.”

That’s when you stood up “Hey!” You said with a smile “Sorry, we kinda overheard you talking about the… what did you call them? Zip lines? We were wondering what park you were referring to.” You really could be charming when you wanted to.

“It’s Xplore,” one of the boys replied.

The other grabbed his backpack and handed you a brochure “I took this one from the park, maybe it helps,” he said with a bright smile as well.

“Thank you, you’re a darling,” you said before going back to your beach bed, sitting on the side, next to Sirius, Reg was still sitting on the end of the bed, but he clearly did not like where the conversation was going.

“You even got them to give you a brochure?” Sirius mused.

You shrugged and set it on the centre of the bed, opening it up just to realise it was in Spanish.

“Reg speaks some Italian,” Sirius said motioning towards his brother.

“I’m not translating any muggle propaganda.”

“It’s NOT propaganda,” you argued, “regardless I came prepared,” you said as you took out your wand, waved it and whispered “tradussere.” The letters of the page started changing and soon enough it was all in English.

“I thought you needed to speak the language to be able to do that,” Reg said.

“You do, and I can only manage to make it last a couple of minutes, so we better hurry,” you replied.

XPLORE Jungle adventure park with zip lines, amphibious vehicles, whitewater rafting and underground rivers. Prices start at $1500 MXN Experience a true adventure on your trip to Mexico by flinging through ZIP lines, swimming on underground sacred rivers and riding amphibious vehicles in the Mayan rainforests.

On the brochure, there were also photos with people wearing climbing gear and helmets. People swimming in dark but beautiful cabins, it really looked like an adventure-filled experience.

You and Sirius gave each other a look after reading “WE HAVE TO GO,” you said to each other at the same time.

“No, we don’t HAVE to do anything,” said Reg “In fact, we CAN’T.”

“Come on Reggie, it sounds super fun,” you argued, trying to convince him.

“Mom and Dad would kill us before letting us go,” he reasoned with Sirius “You don’t need to make things worse between you and them.”

“I do, especially if they act like racist bastards,” Sirius bit back defensively.

“Sirius,” Reg said with pain in his eyes, clearly he cared about his brother, but Sirius seemed to be too pissed off to even consider that.

“I…” you thought about it for a second “They don’t have to find out…”

“What?” Reg asked, turning his face to you.

“We just have to pick a day that’ll be very busy for them and go then, one with many activities. Besides I’m sure my father and yours are just so eager to catch up that we won’t see them much this summer…”

“I’m not gonna do it,” Regulus said with conviction “It’s a terrible idea, you shouldn’t do it either,” You were far too excited to notice the fear in Regulus' eyes, had you been more observant, maybe the mess you’d get into later could’ve been avoided.

“Clam down Reggie, it’ll be in and out, they’ll never find out,” Sirius reasoned, “We need to be perfect in picking the day,” he said turning towards you.

Regulus denied with his head and pulled a book out of his bag as you and Sirius continued planning your escapade.

You’d be in charge of the money exchange process since you already had done it before and knew how the entire process worked, Sirius would make fake muggle passports for the two of you, so you could get rid of the parental signs and age requirements they ask for in the park, Regulus, as he’d said before, would stay, but he’d make sure to cover for you in case you parents started looking for the two, he was still against it, but you had convinced to at least do that for you.

After days of careful planning, the opportunity finally presented itself, your parents would have a very busy schedule with some magical presentations happening at the hotel and the three of you would have the day to yourselves.

“So… tomorrow, we have everything?” You asked Sirius.

He nodded “Fake passports, the money, the bus that’ll take us there. We’ll depart at 7, the park opens at 11 because it’s a Tuesday, but we’ll be dropped off at the city and from there, we have to take a taxi or something to get to the park.”

“Perfect.”

“You know, you can still call it off,” said Regulus, peering from his book, “At least consider it tonight.”

The two of you turned towards him, every time the subject came up, Regulus would say something similar “It’ll be ok Reg, just promise you’ll cover for us,” you pleaded.

He took a deep breath but turned his face towards you and nodded unconvinced “Just be very careful, you don’t know how angry our parents can get.”

You took that as an exaggeration, after all, Sirius had played it as such for the longest time. You couldn’t have been more mistaken. You should’ve listened. But the idea of a day full of adventure next to Sirius was just too intoxicating for you to pay attention to the alarm system activating in your head, after all, the minute you’d met Walburga you’d known something was wrong with her.

“We’ll be fine, Reg, stop acting like a chicken,” Sirius said, diverting your attention again.

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dracoxsworld · 1 year

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Dozed Off - Harry P. x Reader

You arrived at Kings Cross station, bags in hand. The crisp Autumn air flew through your hair. Your knuckles were white, strongly grasping the handles of your bag.

You see your friend, Hermione, standing with her parents, speaking with another Hogwarts student.

“Granger!” You call out, standing on your tippy toes so she can see you better.

“Oh my goodness, Y/N!” She responded, her face lighting up. She runs to you and wraps her arms around you. You set your bags down and wrap your arms around her as well. “How was your summer?” Hermione asked, helping you with your bags. “Not long enough, surely. I actually packed so last minute I didn’t get much sleep.” You admitted, chuckling to yourself. “You really should do better with your sleep schedule, Y/N, sleep is your brains best friend-!” Hermione went on about how I can help my brain.

You then see another familiar face, Harry Potter. You and Harry never had classes together, so you never had much conversations even though you've known each other for years. He greeted you and Hermione. "Has Ron arrived yet?" The boy with the messy black hair asked. Hermione shook her head. "No, not yet, Y/N and I were just talking about our summer, how was yours?" She asked.

"Oh, you know- brilliant, the Dursley's are always the best family to be around." Harry said sarcastically. Hermione frowned. Harry waved it off. "It's fine, Y/N, how as your summer?" Your head perked up.

To tell the truth, Harry Potter always had you in awe. He was fearless, intelligent, and charismatic; characteristics you felt attracted to. "oh, it was- you know-" You stammered. Hermione gave you and ornery smile. She knew. Before you could finish, Ron Weasley, your red-haired and freckled skinned friend came running to your group.

“Hermione! Harry! Y/N!” He exclaimed, giving you all a group hug. “How was your summer?” Hermione asked Ron. “It was fine, mostly playing Quidditch with Fred and George.” Ron smiled.

“Well, I’d love to stay and chat, but Ron and I have to sit with the Prefects on the train, we will see you two once we get to Hogwarts.” Hermione politely explained, grabbing Ron by his arm. Ron rolled his eyes. “Hermione I just got here-“ he started to argue, but she was pulling him away. I chuckled as the pair bickered.

“Well then, would you like to sit with me?” Harry asked, pushing up his glasses awkwardly. “Sure, sounds good.” You said, unable to keep eye contact. Harry was very handsome, he had grown into his looks quite a bit. He had gotten a haircut, although his raven hair was still messy. His glasses were taped together in the middle, and his skin was fair. His eyes were a beautiful shade of green.

Both you and Harry boarded the train, and found a compartment to sit at. “So, Y/N-“ Harry started as he put both yours and his luggage above your seat on the shelf. “We’ve never talked much, have we?” He asked. You shook your head. “What was your childhood like?” He asked. Deep question, required some thought.

“Well, my moms a half-blooded witch, my dad is a pure-blooded wizard, so it wasn’t a surprise when I levitated for the first time.” You chuckled. Harry’s eyes shined, he took a seat next to you. “What’s it like growing up in the muggle world?” You asked. Harry shrugged. “Kinda boring compared to the magical world. I’m sure it wouldn’t be so bad if I wasn’t living with the Dursleys.”

You and Harry talked for about an hour about your childhoods, embarrassing moments, and funny stories. Your eyelids started to get heavy. “Godric. It’s been a long day.” You yawned and stretched. Harry was tired too, he took off his glasses for a moment to rub his eyes. “I suppose this has been a long train ride. You’re just very entertaining I haven’t noticed.”

You blushed, “Why thank you, golden boy.” Harry’s lips curled into a smile. Your eyelids were getting heavier, and you felt yourself getting more and more sleepy.

Harry’s POV:

Y/N’s head was swaying left and right, until I softly pushed their head onto my shoulder, which then fell into my lap.

They were out like a light, very quietly snoring. I chuckled to myself. Why have I waited so long to get to know them? My hand gently went through their hair. I had a small bag on the floor next to my feet, with a quilt. With my wand I swished and flicked and the quilt unfolded itself and softly covered Y/N; leaving their head on my lap.

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thewulf · 11 months

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My Favorite Girl || Sirius Black

Summary: Sirius Black(if you don't mind) or Aaron Hotchner with a new girl that has a cochlear implant. At some point it could be damaged and they learned sign to surprise her!

A/N:I didn’t specify which sign language since all I know is ASL (American Sign Language) and after some reading I’ve learned that BSL (British Sign Language) is completely different! Almost as if they were two different languages which is fascinating. So, I didn’t want to butcher that! Also, we’re selectively ignoring the ‘muggle devices don’t work at Hogwarts’ rule, this does. Hope you enjoy. Very fluffy and extra sweet. As always, thank you for the requests!

Pairing: Sirius Black x Y/N

Word Count: 4.5k +

“What’s got you so nervous love?” Your mum wrapped her arms around your sunken shoulders. She’d spotted you sitting down at the edge of your bed just staring at the wardrobe looking rather glum. It wasn’t like you at all. You were the happy go lucky twelve-year-old that just got her letter to go to Hogwarts only a month ago. Your parents had known. A wizard came to explain that you were born a witch and what it all entailed. How the magical world existed and how you were now a part of it.

It was great and all until you the night before you were leaving for Kings Cross Station, to the Hogwarts Express for the first time. A witch came to collect you and your mom taking you to Diagon Alley. She was a representative from Hogwarts that helped guide first year muggle born students through the transition between the muggle world and the wizarding one. You understood when she handed you the list of things you needed. Half the supply list looked foreign, the books especially. What was transfiguration? Did potions really mean making potions? It was all too much all at once for you.

You knew you’d be going in far behind. There were other first years who grew up with magic like it was nothing. They were used to it, there was no novelty to it anymore. Not only did you have to overcome that, but you also had to overcome being the weirdo with a hearing impairment. The wizard that came when you were a baby even offered a healer to come take a look. The healer tried but said there wasn’t much that could be done. Magic can only go so far.

You’d grown up nearly deaf until you were able to get scheduled for surgery. You and your family had learned sign language to compensate until you got your cochlear implant surgically installed. After that you’d learned how to communicate through speech once you could finally hear. It was like learning an entirely new world. You loved it. How magical it really was to hear.

“Hello!” An overly excited black-haired boy smiled and waved as you sat across from him after getting sorted into Gryffindor. You weren’t sure if that was the best house, but it seemed like a decent one from the rumblings you’d heard on the train, “I’m Sirius. Sirius Black.” The long-haired boy named Sirius stuck his hand out for you to shake. How proper you noted.

You shook his hand gently while introducing yourself, “Y/N, Y/N Y/L/N.” You spoke quietly, unsure of the entire situation. How was it that yesterday you were sitting on the couch with your mum and dad in the muggle world and now tonight you were here? It was blowing your already overstimulated mind.

“It’s nice to meet you Y/N. How brilliant is this all?” He gestured to the magnificence of the ceiling of the Great Hall decked out in candles not even noticing your implant. It was impossible to see already due to the small size of it, especially when your hair was down like it currently was. Maybe you really didn’t have much to worry about. Maybe you could just be a normal first year like the rest of them.

You nodded excitedly suddenly so much less afraid, “It’s wonderful. I’ve never seen anything quite like it.” Your eyes scanned above you at the hundreds of candles that flickered above everyone, “Won’t the wax melt on us though?”

His eyes studied you as you fully took in its magnificence. He laughed at your innocent question, “Muggle born? They’re enchanted, it won’t drip on us.” He asked with genuine curiosity. Sirius had quite literally never met a muggle born witch. His parents forbade it. And they reigned supreme in every aspect of his miserable pure blood life.

You nodded suddenly a little afraid after heading the warnings from the witch who took you Diagon Alley. She told you there was a pecking order. Pure bloods were the cream of the crop. Half-bloods got some respect. And muggle borns were… less than desirable to the elite pure bloods. It also didn’t help that there wasn’t that many of you to begin with. It was far more likely for a witch or wizard to come from a wizarding family. You were already the small minority. The anomaly with a defect. How fun. Poor little British girl.

“Yes, I’m a muggle born.”

He grinned ear to ear, “Well, I’m going to show you everything I know. It may not be much but it’s something.”

“Really?” You leaned closer to him. He felt warm. He radiated warmth. His smile drew you right in. Sirius Black. You had a feeling you wouldn’t be forgetting that name for a long while. If not ever.

He nodded his head quickly, “Absolutely. You’ve got my word Y/N.” He wanted nothing more than to make friends. To fit in. Because he knew he was in for it the next time he saw his parents. He wasn’t too thrilled for the letter he was bound to receive in the next few days. An utter disappointment he was sure. He was a pure blood. He should’ve been in Slytherin. But that damn sorting hat had other plans.

Before you could respond a brown-haired boy with crooked glasses slid onto the bench next to Sirius, “Hi! I’m James!” He gleefully smiled taking in the other first years around him.

The rest was history. You fell into quick friendship with the girls of year one after the first few nights in the dormitories. Particularly Lily and Marlene. The three of you formed a trio quickly. It quickly felt like a big sleepover every night.

You’d also fallen into fast friendship with boys in your year too. Lily couldn’t stand them after James had taken a particular liking to her and never seemed to stop pestering her. Dorcas and Marlene thought boys were beneath them and never have them a chance leaving just you to form the friendship. If you weren’t with the girls you were with the boys. You couldn’t believe how nervous you were before getting to Hogwarts. Everything felt so easy and far too much fun for it be school. How lucky you felt.

“What’s that?” Sirius poked the top of your ear. Ah, it was about time one of them spotted the device on your ears. It’s been nearly two months into your first school year before he noticed. You’d gotten lazy and pulled your hair into a bun.

You found a rhythm with everybody. You’d grown close to Lily quickly, other than the boys that was of course. The girls knew about it within the first night. It wasn’t very easy to hide the device when you had to take it off and make sure it was charged. They were incredible with it all. They even learned basic signs so that they could talk with you if they needed to once you took them off. They made it easy, and you truly couldn’t be more grateful.

“It helps me hear.” You set down the quill that you were using to write your essay with. Potions, you had to write a damn essay on the history of some potions master. How dreadful. Slughorn claimed it’d give you all a newfound respect for the great art of potions making.

Sirius sat down across from you at the library table. Normally, he’d never be caught dead here. But he knew it was a Tuesday at six o’clock and you always did homework at the library then. He’d figured it out after a few months of getting to know you. Figuring out your structured routine quickly.

He genuinely liked you. You were far too sweet for the horrors of the wizarding world and the wretched pure bloods Slytherin. He’d tried his best to shield you from it. You didn’t deserve the snide looks and comments you’d received. Hell, no muggle born deserved it. But he could still see the saddened expression on your face when a Slytherin boy would yell ‘filthy mud blood’ across the square right at you. He saw the hurt that crossed your features before you bravely put up a wall trying to ignore it. If there was one thing he knew within the first few months of knowing you was that he’s never felt so protective over anybody. Not even his own brother. It’s like he was bound to meet you. Bound to shield you from the hatred you didn’t deserve.

“You’re hard of hearing?” He didn’t realize how goofy he sounded using such mature language as a twelve-year-old until he saw your goofy expression making fun of him. You were cock eyed and wondering why in the hell he sounded like your grandpa. You’d both laughed quietly not wanting to get kicked out by the ornery old librarian.

You nodded slowly, “Always have been. Birth defect not even magic can fix.” You sighed wishing that you’d have been the exception. But no. Your ears were too damn deformed to get to work right. Magic couldn’t create a new cochlea. It could only attempt to fix what was there. So, it was muggle medicine you needed. It was muggle medicine you got.

He got up from his seat quickly plopping down in one next to you. He leaned over inspecting the apparatus that fit right to your ear, “It’s muggle?” He asked curious about the whole thing. Why hadn’t you told him? Had he not made you feel like a friend? Were you embarrassed?

You nodded careful not to hit him as you turned your head back away from his view, “Yeah. It’s called a cochlear implant. Uses vibrations or something to help me hear.”

He nodded moving away from your ear. Giving you your personal space back, “Makes you look cool.” Sirius nudged your shoulder seeing your unease surrounding the conversation. If there was one thing he was a pro at it was picking up emotion. Coming from such an emotionless family he had to know how to read anything. Pick up on anything. It was his only survival mechanism he learned in such a soulless upbringing. He noticed how you stiffened up when he asked about it. How you got seemingly uncomfortable within an instant like he’d just found out your deepest darkest secret.

You laughed softly, “Hardly, I’d say.”

He shook his head, “Trust me. It’s wicked. Makes you look part robot.”

You shook your head with a bright smile across it. You didn’t know what he was doing but you sure did enjoy it, “Is that really a good thing?”

He nodded, “I say so. And that’s really all that matters.” Giving you that signature Sirius grin you looked at him curiously. He was so different than any of the other twelve-year-old boys his age. It made you wonder about him. Wonder what his story was.

“Sure Sirius. That’s all that matters.” You shook your head as laughter bubbled out of you. He always got you smiling and laughing. A pro at turning any situation right around.

“Hey, you said it.” He tossed you a wink before ruffling your hair and running off. As quickly as you’d grown in your friendship with Lily your friendship was exploding with Sirius. The two of you were tied at the hip.

Your first year ended with you not wanting to get off the train at Kings Cross. You gave each of the boys and girls the biggest hugs before finding your parents. Promising to write them throughout the summer. You made sure to give Sirius the longest hug of them all. He was your comfort. The one you ran to when you needed help. A bond had formed your first year with the boy. A bond that you’d hoped could never be broken.

Fourth year was brutal. The Slytherins went all in on the bullying. Especially his cousins. You were now the filthy deaf mud blood freak. They targeted your implant because of course they did. They were bullies. Mean, evil people that picked on you because it bothered Sirius deeply. You seemed to be the things that got him worked up the most. Unlucky for you that you became their prime target of harassment. Lucky for you that Sirius was now essentially your bodyguard.

It bothered him so much he launched a full-on assault on the Slytherin common room and dormitories. The marauders, as they now called themselves, left you out of this one knowing you would tell them it was a step too far. Even Remus didn’t think it was too far. Not after the nasty insults he’d heard thrown at you earlier in the day. They’d seen you like a sister now. That protective nature was spread across all the boys. When you were hurt, they were hurt. And they weren’t the kind to stand by. Not these boys.

So, they snuck in using Polyjuice Potion, rigged the place with exploding dye and waited. They sat outside the hallway grinning ear to ear when they saw the entire dormitory explode out the dungeon door. Each person coated in hundreds of different colors. Unfortunately for them the dye wouldn’t wash off for a week. Not that the marauders cared. Not after they hurt you. Remus only felt a twinge of guilt for the Slytherin’s who didn’t partake as they were just casualties of the bigger picture.

You eyed the marauders the next morning after seeing almost all of the Slytherins coated in dye. Sirius only tossed you a wink before turning back to James. That was all the confirmation you needed. Even if you didn’t necessarily approve of the prank you knew you were loved by them. Those boys loved you dearly and you loved them just as much. It was moments like those that made you feel more than lucky with the friends you’d found here. You’d never cease to count your blessings.

Seventh year didn’t start out too wonderful for you. You’d woken up in the middle of the night having to use the restroom. Without much thought you’d taken the implant and placed it on your ear. You knew better than to take it off the charger when it wasn’t fully charged. The damn thing malfunctioned when it didn’t get its way. Muggle medicine wasn’t the most reliable at times.

What you didn’t expect was for the thing to completely break. A loud noise pieced your ear before you heard nothing at all. Shit. One side seemed to be working but the other was dead silent.

You turned on the running water only to hear muffled silence. Fuck. This couldn’t be happening right now. You walked down to the common room to take a better look at the device without waking any of the girls up. You sighed when you read the clock on the wall, five in the morning. This is just what you wanted to be dealing with at this hour.

You broke down into a soft cry feeling overwhelmed by the situation. Why now? Why after years of never having a problem with the usually amazing device did it decide it wanted to malfunction. You let a few tears fall before patting you face dry. You needed to focus. How could you fix the transmitter? You pulled it off the top of your ear along with the processor and microphone to make sure everything was working right. The only problem was it looked like everything was working right. All the usual lights were on. You felt the inevitable headache coming on strong from the sudden imbalance in hearing.

Panic began to bubble in your chest. Was something wrong with the device that was implanted in your ear? More tears fell as you let the anxiety of the situation consume you. You still had your other ear that seemed to be working fine. But nothing sounded right. Everything was muffled.

“Hey,” You felt a cold hand clamp down on your shoulder sending you nearly flying off the common room couch.

“Jesus Sirius.” You gasped unsure of how you actually sounded. Everything was muffled and hard to hear. It’s like you could hear but you couldn’t decipher without the other ear working. You saw his lips moving but you could vaguely make out what he saying to you. Trying to read lips was difficult with such low light coming from the always glowing lanterns that were scattered about the common room.

Even more panic began to rise as you realized you really couldn’t hear that well without the device working. Shit. You’d have to go home and have a muggle doctor look at it. You doubt any magic would work on a vibrational contraption.

Sirius saw your red laced eyes and the recent tear streaks that went down your saddened face. His expression downturned at the sight. He’d always loved you. But it wasn’t until recently that he realized he was devastatingly in love with you too. For the last seven years you’d been at his side, like James, through thick and thin. Even though you weren’t an official Marauder he’d considered you one. He made sure the guys included you in on everything. Even if it pissed James off. Sirius didn’t care. He simply adored you.

You didn’t give a damn about his name, Black. You’d started Hogwarts too naïve to know how scandalous it was that he was sorted into Gryffindor with the group of first years. It wasn’t until Remus gave you the run down about the sacred eight families that you realized how shocking the entire thing was. It didn’t deter you though. You’d treated him all the same. And he loved it. You kept him grounded. Even through the myriad of women he went through, you always were there for him. You always would be. Even if you couldn’t have him as a boyfriend you decided a long time ago you’d always be his best friend. No matter how hard it could get. And it got hard. Specifically, when all you wanted was for him to hold you in his arms, but he was hung up on another girl. That was heartbreaking.

You pointed to you ear and then the pieces you were holding in your hand. You mouthed, ‘I can’t hear you.’ You didn’t want to speak. It didn’t sound right. You couldn’t tell if you were whispering or yelling. The loss of hearing disrupted your reality significantly.

He turned his head unable to read your lips. He grinned ear to ear knowing he could try and communicate with you through sign language. Ever since you’d shown him the cochlear implant your first year he’d slowly learned. He was determined to learn sign language. Especially since you told him it was your first language. The one you were most comfortable in. You never needed to use it though, so he’d kept it in his back pocket.

Before he could respond though you’d already written on the back of an old flyer sitting on the coffee table reading, ‘It broke. I can’t hear.’ You pointed to the pieces of the device in your hand.

He nodded walking over to you slowly. It was now or never. He went for it. He signed, “Can I look?” He was probably going to sound like a child communicating knowing he never actually practiced with anyone. He never told a soul. Not Peter, Remus, or James. It was his little secret. Something he wanted to keep to himself. Between the two of you. Something special the two of you could share.

You nodded just in sheer shock from witnessing him communicating through his hands. You handed him the pieces, not that he had a bloody clue what he was looking at before looking up to you.

You were wearing a small smile. The pools of tears that were there moments ago had seemed to vanish in an instant, “When did you learn?” You asked back hoping he’d be able to read as well as he was able to speak it.

Should he tell you? He knew if he did that he’d be crossing the line. That friendship line that he’d been teetering with you for the last school year. It wasn’t his fault he was so blind before. But he felt too late. Like you’d both go off and do your own thing and never see one another again. You only had seventh year left. That was it and then you were off. It didn’t seem possible to him. He didn’t want to hurt you. That was the last thing he wanted to do.

That’s how he knew he loved you deeply. He’d rather not pursue you in the chance that it could hurt you. He was usually the selfish one. This was perhaps the least selfish thing he’d ever done. And it hurt him, his lack of action. He was always the doer. He never waited. He got what he wanted. But you? You were worth the wait. Even if he had to wait another twenty years. He’d do it. He loved you. Loved you so hard.

But on the other hand, what if he was hurting you by not telling you? What if he just needed to make it your decision? He was tired of playing it coy and distracting himself with meaningless dates and disappointing one-night stands. He let his hands move without thinking much more, “First Year.”

Your mouth dropped just slightly as you registered his words, “Really?” You asked after a moment of consideration.

He nodded his head minutely at the state of shock on your face. Shock turned to gratitude. Gratitude turned to more tears rolling down your face. Happy tears. That was the straw that broke the camel’s back for you.

It was hard just being his best friend. Even though you’d decided so long ago you’d always be there. It was so difficult always hearing him go on and on about damn near every girl within a grade of the group. You’d have to sit there and listen about how he’d impress them to get them into bed. It hurt but you’d learned to ignore it. It was Sirius. That was all. He was your friend and nothing more. You could wish and pray and hope all you’d liked but it never seemed like it could happen.

But this? This was beyond your wildest imagination. He’d went out of his way to learn sign language… for you? You knew it wasn’t easy. You spent countless nights crying when you were growing up because you couldn’t understand it. But he’d learned it. Just for you. Only you. That was love.

The tears that spilled now weren’t of the frustrated kind from earlier but of that overwhelming sense of love. Of such a divine happiness you didn’t think you’d ever receive. But here you were eyeing Sirius with all the love in your heart. He’d learned a damn language for you.

He walked over quickly brushing the tears away from your face. Taking a step back he signed, “What’s wrong?” Before engulfing you in the warmest hug you’d probably ever received outside your mum. You’d completely melted into him feeling his all-encompassing warmth. And for a moment you’d forgotten about the broken implant. You just felt so euphoric.

You shook your head wiping away the last bout of happy tears, “Nothing. Thank you.” You signed back at him. You wanted that hug again. That warmth. You wanted him.

“You’re my best friend. My favorite girl.” He didn’t really know how to go further but you nodded in understanding. You’d realized he’d do just about anything for you. Best friend. God how you wished it could be boyfriend though.

This time you’d pulled him back into that hug. Giving him a big squeeze. You were surely going to go over the deep end if he didn’t reel you back in quickly. It wasn’t often that you’d let your emotions get the best of you. But when you felt and heard that painful noise and then nothing it sent you into a spiral of emotion.

After you let him go he rubbed your shoulder gently, “Let’s go talk to…” he trailed off not sure how to continue. He mouthed ‘McGonagall’ hoping you’d get what he was talking about. You nodded in quick agreement. If there was anybody who would know what the hell to do it was her.

“Thank you.” You signed once more before the two of you went to go wake the older witch.

His smile could really change the trajectory of any day. You savored that beautiful grin that rarely came out so fully. Instead of responding he simply wrapped you back into him for the third time in as many minutes.

This time he held you for so much longer though. Held you tightly in his arms almost afraid to let you go. He felt so fucking dumb for not realizing what he had right in front of him. How incredible you were to him throughout the years. How you were his person. James was his best friend for forever. You were his person though. You were it.

He rubbed a gentle hand down your back utilizing the height difference to his advantage. He smiled warmly when he saw the visceral reaction you had from him touching you. You seemed to simply soften into his embrace. He’d certainly make a note of that. He was very much enjoying the position he’d found himself in with you. Holding you tightly to his chest.

He was always so bold but the thought of kissing you seemed to paralyze him. He’d have to take it slow just for his sake. He didn’t want to make a complete fool of himself. Sirius knew that you wouldn’t give a damn if he did though. You’d seen him though it all. Been there with him though everything. Every high you experienced with him and every low you comforted him. He couldn’t say the same was reciprocated and he wanted to slap himself for that. It was a miracle you hadn’t given up on him truly. He’d never fail to count his lucky stars.

After the lengthy embrace he pulled apart. Brushing the straggling hair out of your face he nodded to the Head of Gryffindors chambers at the base of the stairs.

Sirius offered you a hand for comfort still holding onto the small devices ready to explain and translate for you to McGonagall. Happily accepting his offer, you placed your much smaller hand in his. The way he looked at you sent a shiver down your spine. You knew he loved you in that very moment. You knew you were in for a very exciting lifetime with just that look alone. Oh, how you couldn’t bloody wait.

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chaoticfics · 11 months

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masterpost of fics

Harry Styles:

SNL (Harry Styles X Famous!Reader)

Citrine (Witch!harry)

Sweet as Honey (boxer!harry)

parts: 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9. 10. 11. 12. 13. 14. 15. 16. 17. 18.

Heal (wolf!harry)

mute!harry

7 missed calls (car accident)

historical au (farmhand)

prince!harry

witch harry and yn

baseball harry

harry erectile disfunction

secret pregnancy trope

1 2 3 4 5 6 7

stepdad!harry not being legal guarding of r kid

single mom r

teen dad

fairy!harry

Spencer Reid

period stain

police officers check out pregnant yn

gf answers door to bau when they were having sex

sr and r kids get kidnapped when they were secret

sr and r kids set them up

sr and r exs, they have a kid

r is witness, dating sr

secret pregnancy/child

camp!au

cockwarming

one bed trope

lure unsub out by kissing

regulus black

lestrange!r

r and reg live with serious during war

muggle born r and having to lie to reg parents

evans!r. lily finds you and reg dating

steve harrington

mike grossed out by pda

sh going crazy for boobs

r loves his uniform

omega steve

grumpy!r

wallet photo

after birth, steve scared sex

miguel o’hara

secret pregnancy trope

childhood bestfriends (headcanon)

non-spidey, insecure

misses you

misses you (ceo)

male spiders give back rubs

clingy mig

youre cheated on, m comforts

ppl try to guess whats between you

m breaking bed

shy/inexperienced m

secret preg trope

mean/sassy!r

fake relationship

m back scratches

anatomy lesson

Cedric Diggory

cd and r's kid tells their story

smut after practice

Jack Hughs

secret prg trope

single!mom: one, two, three

want baby

walked during sex

daughter comforts after loss

Zuko

Rotations

max thunderman

pheobe catches you two

Battison

fake marriage

failed flying

wife kidnapped by riddler

sakusa

s and r are secretly dating

s and r are engaged

secret pregnancy

oikawa x r

loki x daughter!r

georgie cooper x r

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sevenhusbandsofyn · 7 months

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𝐎𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭

OPPOSITES ATTRACT | TOM RIDDLE X READER | SERIES

PAIRING: Tom Riddle x Reader, Mattheo Riddle (Tom's younger brother), Voldermort is Tom's dad. SYNOPSIS: Tom and Y/n grow up at Hogwarts together, but what happens when Voldermort finds out who Y/ns parents are? WORD COUNT: 760 WARNING(S): none yet, just a met cute between Tom and Y/n, Mattheo is a year younger than Tom so he's not mentioned yet.

AUTHORS NOTE: Literally stumbled onto Slytherin boys tiktok and became obsessed! so this story came out of it lol.

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SERIES MASTERLIST | HARRY POTTER MASTERLIST

It was a crisp and sunny morning at King's Cross Station as the students prepared to board the Hogwarts Express for their first year at the esteemed school of witchcraft and wizardry. Among the bustling crowd of excited young witches and wizards was Y/N, a teary-eyed and anxious girl who had grown up in the muggle world but had always dreamt of attending Hogwarts. Her mother was a pure-blood witch, and Y/N idolized her, longing to be more like her mother in every way.

Y/N's heart was heavy with a mix of excitement and fear as she hugged her mother goodbye. It was the first time she had been apart from her for an extended period, and the thought of being on her own in the wizarding world was overwhelming. She wiped away a tear and whispered, "I'll make you proud, Mom."

Meanwhile, a short distance away, Tom Riddle stood with an air of confidence that was unusual for an eleven-year-old. He was nothing like his father, a cruel and abusive man. Tom had no desire to follow in his father's footsteps, and he had spent countless hours in his father's extensive library, teaching himself magic to escape the dark legacy of the Riddle family.

The platform was a flurry of activity, students hugging their parents and excitedly chattering with friends. As Tom made his way to the train, he noticed a young girl crying in front of the bathroom door. Y/N had locked herself in, tears streaming down her face, feeling the crushing weight of leaving her mother behind.

Tom raised an eyebrow, slightly annoyed by the display of emotions. He had always prided himself on his emotional detachment. He had mastered a few spells from his father's library, and he didn't hesitate to use one to unlock the bathroom door. As the door swung open, he barely noticed Y/N inside.

Startled, Y/N looked up at the stranger who had just entered the bathroom. She wiped her tears with the back of her hand and sniffled. "Who are you?"

Tom didn't bother to introduce himself. Instead, he replied, "Crying in here won't change anything. You're going to Hogwarts, whether you like it or not. Cry somewhere else."

Y/N's eyes welled up with fresh tears at the coldness of his words. She had expected some kindness or reassurance in this new and unfamiliar world, not this. Tom's unsympathetic attitude only made her sob harder.

"You don't understand," she stammered between sobs, "I've never been apart from my mother. This is all so new and scary to me."

Tom didn't have time for such sentiments. He turned to leave, muttering, "Figure it out, then," and he stormed off to find his compartment on the train.

Y/N watched him leave, feeling more alone and lost than ever. She wished her mother were there to comfort her, but she had to face this new chapter of her life on her own. Tom Riddle, the boy who seemed to have it all together, had just shown her a harsh reality of the wizarding world – not everyone would be kind and understanding.

As the Hogwarts Express chugged along, Y/N continued to cry in the bathroom, hoping that she would eventually find her place in this magical world and prove herself to her mother. Tom Riddle, on the other hand, began his journey with a determination to distance himself from his father's legacy, unaware of the profound impact he had already made on the teary-eyed girl locked in the bathroom.

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george-weasleys-girl · 4 months

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I have a request!!! I've had this idea rattling around in my head for a while. I've tried to write it, but I keep getting stuck!

So, essentially, the idea is Reader x George where the reader's dad is a vampire who got cast out of the vampire kingdom and found the love of his life, the reader's mom, a witch. So the reader is part vampire, part witch. I can't decide if I want the reader to be more powerful or less powerful than a regular vampire due to the magic that's also in her veins. I want the story to be focused around George catching Reader drinking a bag of blood sent by her parents and asking about it! Reader is defensive until she realizes that George isn't being rude, just curious. Then it's really fluffy about Reader opening up about how hard it is to not share her real heritage with her friends!!

If you don't want to do this, that's totally okay, I just can't stop thinking about it and I think you'd execute it really well!!!!!

As always, much love!!!!!

Sanguine Moon

Thank you for sending in such a fun idea!💗

George x fem dhampir!reader, platonic with the possibility of something more

Warnings: mentions of drinking blood, a few curse words

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Y/N waited until she was alone before pulling out the bag of blood wrapped neatly in the package that had arrived this morning. Sighing, she undid the cap, wishing she hadn't forgotten her special drinking glass at home during her recent visit. She detested drinking from a plastic bag. There was just something so uncouth about it. If she had to drink blood, Y/N reckoned she could at least do it with a bit of style.

Oh, well. There's nothing for it now.

"Bottoms up," she muttered to herself and gracelessly upended her weekly ration. She'd barely gotten a taste when the door flew open. "There you are, Y/N! I was looking - " George froze, eyes wide as saucers as he took in the scene before him.

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Y/N lowered the bag, wiping a trickle of blood from her chin. Dammit, how could I forget to lock the door?

"Um... is that what I think it is?" George stepped toward her, his stare focused squarely on the object in her hands.

"I don't know," she attempted to cover the bag. "What do you think it is?"

"It... um... it looks like blood," George stammered.

A million retorts raced through her head, each more ridiculous than the last. So she went with the most mature thing she could think of. "So, what of it!?" She snapped, jutting her chin out.

The redhead blinked, taking a tentative step toward her. "I didn't mean anything bad by it. It's just that it's not every day you walk in on your friend drinking blood, you know?"

"Oh. Right," Y/N's face burned a bright vermillion. "No, I don't suppose you do."

An awkward silence settled over the room. "So, uh," George began, moving to sit beside her. "Are you like a vampire or something?"

Y/N let out a long breath. No point in trying to hide the truth now. "I'm a dhampir," she said bluntly.

"A dhampir?"

"Half vampire, half human," she explained.

George's eyes lit up. "So, one of your parents is a vampire?"

"Yeah, um, my dad."

"And your mum's a..."

"Witch."

"Wow, that is so cool, Y/N!" George's mind whirled with a million different questions. "Do you have any special powers? Like turning into a bat, or super strength?"

"Ok, first off, vampires do not turn into bats. That's a myth muggles came up with to explain why some bats drink blood," she explained. "But as for the second one, I am stronger than the average human."

"Like how strong?" The corners of George’s mouth quirked up.

Y/N shrugged and took a sip of blood. "When I'm at full strength, I could carry the whole Gryffindor Quidditch team in one go," she confessed, then paused for a second, trying not to giggle at George's "deer-in-the-headlights" expression. "And I can see in the dark. Like no light at all, pitch-black dark." She took another sip. "Also, I can fly without a broom."

George's mouth fell open. "Seriously? Without an incantation?"

"Mhmm, since I was four years old." Y/N's apprehension had faded, and she was now openly gulping down the bag of blood.

"Could you, like, take another person with you?" George asked with a sheepish grin. "Flying, I mean."

Y/N smiled. "When I'm finished with this," she held up the half-empty bag. "Yes, I can." She then took another swig. "Would you like me to take you flying?"

"Hell yeah!" George grinned like a fool.

~•~

George held tight to her hand as they soared upward and away from Hogwarts. The warm air of late spring grew colder the higher they ascended. He was glad he remembered to grab his jacket.

"I never realized how relaxing flying can be," he commented. "Usually, when I'm up in the air, I'm either playing Quidditch or acting like an idiot with Fred."

"It's one of my favorite things to do. Sometimes, late at night, when I can't sleep, which is often, I'll come out and fly for a while," she smiled, then looked down. "C'mon, let's go down here. I wanna show you something."

She sat them down gently, making certain George stood steady before she released his hand. "What is this place?" He asked, turning around in slow circles.

"It's the ruins of an old muggle castle," Y/N said. "I don't know anything about it other than it's from the Middle Ages, I think. This turret is all that's left."

George nodded and peaked over the side, taking in the stone rubble that lay in heaps all around it. "It's a good place. Quiet. Away from people."

"That's why I like it. It's a good place to think or just unwind," she said, leading him over to a large wooden chest. "I brought this up here last year." Y/N tapped the huge lock with her wand, and it clicked open. "Here," she lifted the lid and pulled out a thick velvet blanket. "Lay this out. I'll bring the pillows."

~•~

They lay there watching the stars for a long time before George turned on his side and asked the question that had been burning in his mind since he discovered Y/N was a dhampir. "Does anyone else know your secret?"

"Only Dumbledore and McGonagall," she shook her head. "I don't think parents would be too keen on sending their kids to school with a half-vampire. I might go on a blood sucking rampage or something." She rolled her eyes.

George said nothing, but his mind wandered back to last year when the Headmaster hired Lupin to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts and the subsequent fall-out when it came to light that he was a werewolf. "I'm sorry you have to hide who you are," he said.

"It's ok. I've learned to play the part of a nice, normal human quite well," she gave him a sad smile. "But it just gets so fucking exhausting having to put on a show day after day. That's why I like coming here. I can take off the mask for a little while."

The redhead nodded. "And what about vampires?" He asked. "You don't have to hide from them, do you?"

"No," she sighed. "But my family isn't welcome within the sanguine community either. My dad was ostracized when he married my mum. Any vampire who takes a human partner is cast out for blood betrayal."

George rolled his eyes. "Gotta keep that precious bloodline pure. Fucking ridiculous."

"Yeah, it is..." Y/N exhaled a long suffering sigh. "But it's the law of the land. And it isn't changing anytime soon."

"Well, I, for one, don't care that you're a dhampir," George smiled and threw his arm around her shoulders. "And your secret will always be safe with me. I promise won't tell anyone. Not even Fred."

"Thanks, George," she leaned over and kissed his cheek. "You don't know how much of a relief it is to finally have a friend I don't have to hide myself from."

"Hey, what are friends for," he grinned ear to ear, a deep crimson blossoming across his freckled face. "If not to trust them with our deepest darkest secrets."

~•~

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beansnsoup · 1 year

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Can't Help Falling In Love With You

Fred Weasley x gn!halfblood!reader

*written more towards fem side

*house neutral

Summary- Slow dancing to muggle music on Valentines Day with Fred.

Warnings- fluff, cheesy romance, idk what else

You opened up the record player you brought from home the last time you went to visit your parents; your mother was a witch while your father was a muggle. The decided to raise you in the muggle world until you were of age to receive your letter to Hogwarts.

Your parents had kept all of your old vinyl's which you were very happy about, your dad said he wanted to just donate them or give them to you grandma for a yard sale, but you mom talked him out of it.

"So how does this work?" Your boyfriend asked over your shoulder,

You picked up an Elvis vinyl out of the case, skimming through the songs until you found the one you were looking for. "The vinyls are made out of a type of glass, and when it makes contact with the needle the music come out of this here speaker, to dumb it down."

He nodded, pretending to finally understand what you were telling him, you used to listen to the album all the time when you were younger, so you had all of the grooves memorized. You pressed the button for the record to start spinning then put the needle around the middle of the record.

"Wise men say, only fools rush in,"

You hold out your hand for him to grab, you pull him in the middle of the room and start swaying along with the music,

"But I can't help falling in love with you,"

He starts spreading kisses along your face, causing you to let out a small giggle, he grabs your lower back the dipping you, you thought he was going to drop you for the fun of it, but he instead pulled you back up, pulling you towards his chest.

"Shall I stay? Would it be a sin,"

You start to take in his cedar scent, besides from the music everything was silent, Fred and George had closed the shop up early because George had a date, and the two of you decided for a long much needed break.

"If I can't help falling in love with you?"

You held onto his shoulders, fiddling with his shirt sleeve, gazing out the window at all of the couples walking by the window while they leave Diagon Alley, most of the girls holding chocolates and teddy bears.

"Like river flows, surely to the sea, darling, so it goes,"

Lights in the other stores began to go out, the owners walking outside to lock them, some stores, like the twins' store, had an upper level, so as each of the lights went off another set came on.

"Some things are meant to be,"

He brushes pieces of your hair behind your ear, holding his hand firmly against your head. He let go and grab one of your hands, pushing you back and spinning you around, the pushing you back once more to spin you into his chest, making you laugh out loud again.

"Take my hand, take my whole life, too,"

You took your back away from him and turned to face him, "Happy Valentines Day, love." He said to you, kissing your forehead. "Happy Valentines Day, Freddie."

"For I can't help falling in love with you."

I love Elvis

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jeanbie · 9 days

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SLYTHERIN! ZEKE ★ masterlist.

part of the "hogwarts" series ੈ♡‧₊˚ starting with the older characters first and going down the list <33

when zeke got his Hogwarts letter, he was confused

confused because he had no idea he was even a wizard

the very last thing he expected to find out on his 11th birthday was that his dad was a wizard, and, oh yeah, before his mom died, she was a witch, too

so he's very cautious and doubtful about going to a magical boarding school, no matter how prestigious his dad keeps saying it is

who names their school Hogwarts anyway?

i don't even think zeke is 100% aware of the house prejudices until he gets sorted into Slytherin and realises the cute girl he met on the train no longer wants to go near him

but eventually as the years progress, zeke becomes less bothered by the people who actually care about what robes you wear and house you represent

and very quickly, everybody around him seems to follow suit

for zeke gains his own reputation very fast — and not for any of the reasons anyone expected

zeke is a little bit rude and sarcastic, which reminds whoever needs reminding of his house and how he ended up being sorted in Slytherin, but he's also very adaptable and enjoyable to be around, which is probably how everybody knows him, if not by face then almost certainly by name

he's theeee Hogwarts gossip; he knows everything about everyone and knows how to connect you to the people you need

want some magic mushrooms from Hufflepuff but got no friends in that house? dw, zeke knows a guy, and all you gotta do in return is tell zeke if that rumour is true or not 👀

definitely that Slytherin who younger students want to turn to for help or support

zeke has lost count how many times he's been forcibly dragged into petty arguments by the younger kids (although he loves the drama)

he's also that student who looks sooo much older than everybody else, which kind of automatically makes him an eccentric big brother figure to so many Slytherins

zeke doesn't give a single flying fuck about quidditch or other sports at Hogwarts, but you can guarantee he'll be up for a mean game of wizards chess against any student who dares ask

he's not even good at chess either — he always loses, especially against some of the major competitors in his year at Hogwarts like erwin or yelena

i don't believe he had a pet going to Hogwarts because his dad was like "i dont trust you" but later on when his lil brother gets a pet for his first year (not fair btw) zeke gets theeeee ugliest fattest toad possible just to spite everyone

but his frog kind of hates being essentially imprisoned in the Slytherin dungeons and so zeke ends up losing him somewhere

(one day he swims past the stained glass windows with the merpeople and zeke's just like…ok good for u)

his best class is actually ancient runes, though he's pretty good at muggle studies since his stepmom is a muggle and he was pretty much raised by her after his mama died and grisha got with carla a few yrs later

his patronus is a manx cat, though he kind of wanted a monkey since they're his favourite animals

when someone in Gryffindor puts up posters for a debate club, zeke is the first one there, stirring up drama and giving his thoughts

despite having his own very deep rooted opinions, zeke prefers to start an argument and let everybody else fight it

he never wears his robes correctly and is always being told off for having his shirt untucked or collar undone

and even though he cares very little for quidditch, you can guarantee that zeke has somehow acquired a quidditch jumper just because they look good

is the number 1 umbridge irritator — if the weasley twins aren't giving her more grey hairs, then zeke is

he is a yapper and cannot shut up or back down from an argument, even if he doesn't even believe in the point he's arguing for

his least favourite subject is charms, but simply because it's boring and always drags on before the end of their classes for the day

he must ALWAYS read the daily prophet whilst having breakfast

once both he and eren received a joint howler once that zeke deliberately didn't open for weeks and weeks until he forgot about it and it opened itself in the middle of the night

he's probably that student who calls the professors by their first names and despite getting endless detentions, he just doesn't stop

contrary to popular belief, zeke loves the library at Hogwarts but why tf is it so dark? he's forever falling asleep in there and has to be woken up by the librarian or one of the many ghosts

has no idea what he wants to do once Hogwarts is over — he feels like there's three jobs for wizards and none of them appeal to him, but he's got a while to figure it out yet, bless him

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cherry-pop-elf · 6 months

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George Weasley Adopts Daniel Page And His Siblings

That’s it. That’s the post. George would be the BEST father. And one that could handle having squib children, due to his father raising him to enjoy muggle things

And he can always just ask Hermione for help

He can also just bail Daniels older brother out, since you know he’s stupid rich

And Daniel will be raised by one of the greatest potion masters around, because he and Fred had invented potions for shits and total giggles

He would also be raised by a very big and loving family

You also know George will do what he can to help Daniels mom when she gets out of Azkaban

George x Daniels Mom? 👀

Give me that found family shit

That “The step dad that Stepped Up” trope

New ship unlocked

George x Kaleena Page

Daniel Weasley has a ring to it

Just saying

Like think about it

Let Kaleena escape her abusivo husband and have a good man

Let her be proud of her witch roots

Let the kids be kids

Let them embrace their magic roots

It’s a happy concept!

Let them be happy 😭

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noisilyscreechingsong · 1 year

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DP x HP Crossover Prompt

Okay so I don’t know why I need this but I do and have been thinking about it a lot.

There aren’t that many fics where Draco and Danny are brothers but I am so here for it. Hear me out. Not twins per say , a couple years apart and Danny is most likely younger. Listen…

Danny stolen as a baby, hired by someone who lost much in the war and wanted to give the Malfoy’s what they ‘deserved’. As a way to teach then a lesson the hired kidnapper decides to leave them with muggles, but not just any muggles, witch hunters. That’s right, the Fentons continue their ancestors work of hunting the supernatural, specifically witches.

Due to some spell or artifact, Danny is unable to be tracked and the Malfoy’s are forced to believe their second son is dead. It isn’t until their son’s name is written on the envelope for his Hogwarts letter because magic. Danny is eleven and Draco is in his fourth year.

The Malfoy parents, Severus Snape who is also the boy’s godfather, and a Ministry official all go to the address on the letter and find the Fenton’s. As a whole they are not impressed with the Fenton parents or their eccentricities.

They establish they are there to talk about the boy that lives there and the Fentons are confused but sure “oh you mean our son Danny!” Both of the Malfoy’s and Snape sneer at the plebeian name which of course the Fentons don’t notice.

They call him down and Danny slows to a stop as soon as he looks over the ‘guests’. Because yes he’s made friends with the local clockmaker who is kind of a grandfather to him and is a squib. He confined in the older man about the weird things that happen around him sometimes and Clocky has answers and explains about magic. Danny knows that these people are wizards and witches. Was this about his Hogwarts letter Clocky told him he should be getting? Do they know what his parents do for a living?

Narcissa and Lucius on the other hand are staring at this boy in recognition. The coal colored hair and jawline were unmistakably from the Black side of the family. The straight nose and body shape however came from the Malfoy side. A perfect mix of both parents.

Introductions are made and they can see the understanding in the boy’s eyes when Snape says he’s the potions master at Hogwarts. The Fentons don’t catch it, but they were studying the boy with hawk-like attention.

“Potions?” The large Fenton asks suspiciously.

Before they can start explaining why they were really here, the boy, their boy speaks up nervously.

“He means chemistry! They call it differently because Hogwarts is a special school,” he lies without remorse.

Yes, this was their son.

“Special school? Like for gifted students?” The woman Fenton clarifies.

Danny glances at them anxiously.

“Yea! Like that.”

The parents don’t ask him how he knows about Hogwarts even though this should be his first time hearing of it. Instead the woman turns to them in confusion.

“Then why did you ask for Danny? Did you mean our daughter?”

“Oh! Jazzy-pants is super smart, already reading college books I tell ya!”

They don’t notice Danny’s face crumble and his confidence wither right in front of them. Narcissa wanted to tear these people apart for being responsible for the bright light in his gorgeous crystal blue eyes dimming in self-doubt.

“Actually, it is different than you are thinking, we are wi-“

“Mom, Dad, did you tell them what you do?” Danny interrupts urgently.

“Young man-“ the Ministry official continues.

“That’s a great idea, Dann-o!”

Which leads to explaining they are witch hunters and they all just stand there processing what they were just told and figuring out how to go about this. And they look at Danny who gives them a ‘see?’ look that explains the interruptions. He was protecting them.

Oh he was definitely their son.

Danny eventually goes with them because duh and he finds out the name he was born with.

“Corvus? Like the constellation? The crow?”

Narcissa is so proud of her son, he already knows the stars and the story to his name.

There are some bumps in the road with Draco and him getting along, and yelling at Lucius for mistreating the elves because they have feelings too, and adjusting to wizarding life in general.

Danny (Corvus) mets Tucker, a squib who was kinda in the same boat as him with learning this whole world, and Sam, a pure blood witch who’s parents were both Hufflepuffs but her grandmother is a seer and she might have inherited that gift.

Danny on the other hand seems to have gotten a gift from his mother’s side as well. Necromancy. Thus starts their adventures of skirting around the professors to learn magic for each of them that are not encouraged. Danny with necromancy, Sam with her seer abilities, and Tucker finds an interest in runes and arithmacy.

Don’t know about an actual plot but I think the idea could have potential. It’d also be funny if all three of them get sorted together in either Slytherin or Hufflepuff. And Draco trying to be a good brother, has warned him about a bunch of things before going to Hogwarts, one of them being Harry Potter and the golden trio. The first time Danny and his friends meet the golden trio, Ron makes a comment about him whether it’s about him being another snake or another Malfoy. Danny just blinks and they just look at each other.

“My brother was right about you. You guys are bullies.” And walks passed them, Sam shoulder-checks him and Tucker gives them the stank eye.

“WHAT”

Draco just being fiercely protective of his little brother he thought was dead. Danny being the baby of the family and the parents actually trying to do better to make him happy.

I just really enjoy this for some reason.

#danny fenton #harry potter #draco malfoy #malfoyfamily #narcissa malfoy #lucius malfoy #dp x hp #hogwarts #story ideas #writing prompt #crossover #story #thoughts

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livingfast04 · 1 year

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Steddie Hogwarts Au?

I need someone to take the internet away from me. I have massive writers block, but my brain also has this stupid- stupid idea I don't have the energy to write between My two WIPs- but god. My Non-binary ass is truly trying my own patience at this point. The massive urge, to write a Steddie Hogwarts Au??? (Fuck JK Rowling) But it's- like, not through the years, and it literally doesn't involve the actual cast of HP, because fuck that- that's boring. Yeah Dark wizards, but more like Dark forces kind of thing. Tw: Child abuse, child death (unnamed child)

Anyway- Stevie- Born into a very rich, pureblood family- all Slytherin's or Ravenclaw's. At least on his father's side, his mother is French and she went to Beauxbatons- Steve's got a, King Steve thing going on- Quidditch chaser, and he's good at it. He's the top of his class in Charms but not really anywhere else, and he's is a perfect. (so I'm thinking 6th year-) He's the third year and under "whisper" the younger years flock to him, it's on the down low. But he's really good with kids. Crying because of Tests? You miss your Parents? Steve's got you, just quietly and out of the way. Eddie is a half-blood, father is a muggle, and his Mom is a Witch. Her line of families jumps from houses to houses, no real lineage to uphold. Wayne was a Gryffindor. (That's not important to the story, but it's important to me) Eddie is the guy to go to if you are in need of something. He'll walk you to class if someone bothering you, he still stands on the Tables in the great hall at Lunch. It's a commonly know thing that if anyone needs anything that Eddie will help without asking too may questions. No matter what house. As long as you aren't a bully. (there is asshole tax, but he respects the grind) Steve is a Slytherin (Hang in there with me please. I promise I'm not a lunatic) Eddie is a Gryffindor (That's a brave boy, he's a reckless boy, and a man with a lot of courage.) I haven't fully figured out the like semantics, lore and general details- because I'm desperately trying to refrain from writing anything. But I'd say 5th or 6th year- (6th or 7th for Eddie) Steve's brutality attacked. It's in a Muggle Village within a few hours of walking of the Harrington Manor- and Steve goes down there when he needs to get out that house, with a pocket full of Muggle Currency and no Wand. When his Dad is pissed off and not above hexing or cursing his own kid. When his Mother is passed out drunk in the sitting room. He always gets the same thing, Hot Chocolate from the little family owned Café that's better than any house Elf could ever make- The Woman and her wife adore Steve and he hasn't had to pay since he was 7. He always leaves the amount in the tip jar. Walks to the candy store two fronts down, and buys whatever the little group of kids pressing their hands all over the window out front whatever they want with what's left over in his pockets. Like he always does. Might be The Party, might be just a group of Muggle children. It's not even a magical attack. It's not an attempt to kill the heir to an incredibly wealthy house. It's just some muggles who took offense to Steve's and a group of little kids existence. However it does maul up half of his face, his ribs and his hands. The blunt force trauma of the attack leaves him with little of his hearing left. The assault almost kills him. (Despite his attempts to keep the angry attention all on him. It does kill a little boy, Steve sees his head split open on the pavement every time he so much as blinks.) He doesn't talk much either after. Little things, yes or no- but that's about it. And that's far in-between. He won't tell anyone what actually happened, or at least can't. Anyone who wants the story has to get it from the Muggles who looked on in Horror- and the man who called emergency services. Both his parents had already written him off as useless before- but not even more so.

When he returns to Hogwarts for the School Year, he's basically been abandoned and shunned by the rest of the pureblood peers in his house and in the other houses. His friend group wasn't restricted to one house, but all of them leave him when it's clear he's a shell of a human being and can't use him to further themselves in Wixen society. not when he can hardly hear and refuses to talk. They come back to school, and Steve ends up "The Outcast" A worse Fate than Eddie "The Freak" Munson. It doesn't help that Hargrove who before hadn't liked Steve but they had the same friends- but they kept mostly to themselves- just steps to kick the dog while it's down. Tells Steve loudly, and aggressively that his "Pretty face and pretty words couldn't save him. He was taking his crown." Pushes him around, mocks him, all but bodily removes him from their compartment on the Train. It hurts more when no ones says anything about it. A lot of the kids from years previous are unnerved by his appearance, and the next set of first years are terrified of him. And that's only the Train ride, the carriage ride (he can see the thestrals now), and Welcome Feast. By the time they get down to the Dungeon and under the lake to the common room- The Castle refused to let him in. He's left stranded in the chilled hallway, and no one cares. He doesn't know where his trunk is, his things, and his Cat even are. Steve bathes in the Perfects bathrooms as is his right with his position, Sleeps in fits. In History of Magic, and sometimes empty classrooms between his classes, and homework. Uses quick cleaning charms on the robes he wore when he first arrived. Steve see's it as his atonement for letting that little boy die. Eddie's actually the one to notice somethings far more wrong that Steve just being traumatized. The younger boy was completely withdrawn and almost totally ostracized from his house and no matter how many other students attempt to reach out. Eddie watches as they are all treated with a almost hostile kind of fear. Slytherin and Gryffindor share History of magic. 5th, 6th and 7th years took it together, (staffing issues) so Eddie watched more than once as Steve's pale, scarred up face- develop even deeper bruises under his eyes. It's a sudden thought, one that he makes on his own and without talking to anyone about it- not even thinking to owl his Uncle for advice. That he was going to befriend Steve Harrington, and make sure the dude actually got some fucking sleep. It takes weeks, Eddie walks him to and from Classes whether the younger boy wants him to or not when he realizes that, the reason there's been a lack of bullying in the younger student body is because almost everyone has been targeting Steve. He keeps a notebook within that he only ever uses to talk to Steve with. Takes in stride every single little giggle he can pry out of the others lips. He celebrates Steve making noise in response to him talking in the privacy of his dorm room. Steve sits with him at lunch, and sometimes breakfast if he can find the boy before classes start. He's a strike of green among Red. The Gryffindor's take to Steve slowly but fall in line with Eddie glaring over his shoulder.

Gareth tells him that he's Harrington's guard dog one day, and Eddie takes that in stride too. Steve needs a guard dog with the way Hargrove looks like he wants the brunette 6 feet under. It's halfway through October when Eddie realizes that Steve can't get into his own common room. He beats himself up over it for the rest of the year too- because he notices that there's a roughly done patch on Steve's robes sleeve- and Eddie hates that it takes him almost a week to recognize the same spot. See, Eddie made the patch. Because it was Eddie's fault that Steve ripped a hole in his robe anyway. They'd been walking along the edge of the Forbidden forest, Eddie talking, Steve laughing. (he was pretty, with or without the scars- Eddie was all but tripping over himself to see that smile. No matter how weak it was) Steve had tripped, because Eddie had knocked their shoulders together. Ripped up his robes, and scrapped up his arm. Eddie was quick to clean that up first, he hadn't liked the way Shell Steve had come back at the sight of the blood covering his skin. Eddie took the cloak when they parted ways at the Great Hall after dinner. Steve had been hesitant, but handed it over. He returned in after staying up for far too long with a patch of soft green cloth. Eddie knows he could have repaired it with magic- but, there was something in watching Steve's whole face light up at the sight of it. At first- Eddie had just thought Steve had just really liked the patch, that Eddie had fixed it. But then the weekend came, and he realized for the first time. That he hadn't seen Steve out of uniform the entire time so far. And that the washing day had passed and Steve was still wearing the same clothes. He waited a week, the same. Eddie had no idea what he was supposed to do. Steve clearly wasn't being either allowed in the common room, didn't have extra clothes- But, other signs pointed to other things. That Steve couldn't get in the common room. Broken quills, lack of notebooks, the change of clothes- the same robes. How he always slept in History of Magic when Eddie knows before that the other didn't. They'd shared the same class for awhile now. Eddie hates, hates that he doesn't bring it up to Steve- but he knows enough now that Steve would just ignore him on the subject, and blow him off and hide for weeks. it had happened about something before- So Eddie went to his Head of house for the first time since 1st year.

Steve's pulled from all classes for two weeks, he's not even on the castle grounds. Eddie looked, and Eddie asked. When Steve comes back, he looks a little healthier, and he comes back in Hufflepuff yellow. Eddie smiles wide when he slips onto the bench at his elbow, stares at the new soft looking sweater under his robes, and the pants with yellow thread. His eyes find the green patch on the sleeve. Leans over and presses a kiss to the youngers temple. It doesn't magically get better. Steve still doesn't talk, he talks some now, short sentences 2 or 3 words at most. (his longest so far is 6 words and Eddie kissed him on the nose for that one, right on a scar). But only with Eddie, and eventually with Robin- a girl in Hufflepuff who attaches herself at Steve's hip and declares herself his bestfriend. They don't start officially dating until just after Yule either. Eddie kisses him in the middle of the Great Hall after Steve gives him the biggest laugh he's heard out of the other since the beginning of the year. There's bad days, and worst days, but the good days- the good days make it worth it. School is hard, on both of them. Its harder when Steve returns from Yule with less words than when he left. It's hard when Steve sometimes finds himself sleeping in empty classrooms out of mindless habit. It's hard when sometimes all Steve can think about is drowning, can see the boy whose name he doesn't know, but his body he can never unsee. It's hard when Eddie graduates. It's hard for the both of them knowing that Steve will have to go back just one more time. Steve Stays with Eddie and Wayne over the summer between his own 6th and 7th year- only goes back to his parents the first week and arrives on their doorstep at 12 in the morning with tears running down his face, his trunk and cat in hands and never goes back. Eddie works in a small bookstore, and Steve joins him when he finally graduates. They both learn Sign Language, for days when Steve is completely non-verbal, and because it's easier on his brain. And Eddie loves him.

--- I clearly thought about this far more, than I had wanted to. And Now that I've written it down I have even MORE Ideas. This was counter productive to my plans of just spitting out the idea. I was just- "Traumatize Steve Harrington who doesn't fit in his house anymore and the castle just pushing him out- and Steve seeing that as a "this is what you deserve for failing to protect a child who didn't deserve to die- this is what you deserve for not being fast enough, for being too stupid to bring your wand-" and not as a. "This house won't help you in your journey anymore," but when has magic ever been like, straight forwards. And then ofc Eddie's here. :)"

This was far longer than I thought it was, I'm so sorry- I'm emotionally invested in this Au now- Damnit.

#steddie #steve harrington whump #steve x eddie #eddie munson #stranger things #stranger things au #Hogwarts au #hoh steve harrington #stranger things magic au #liv is losing their mind #hurt steve harrington #I am mean to my favorite okay-#steve harrington #eddie musnon #steveddie #Eddie munson whump #selective mute steve harrington

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HP FESTS: Dreomione Fest (Part 1)

Dreomione Fest 2022:

Secret Moments, Crowded Room by slytherindiaries - E, WIP - Theodore bloody Nott is who Hermione has to share her dorm with for all of Eighth Year. In the first few hours since living with Theo she’s learned that for one, the handsome, dark-haired Slytherin is a relentless flirt. And two, where there is Theo Nott, there is Draco Malfoy.orWhere Head Girl Hermione Granger learns that Head Boy Theo Nott is a flirt and a meddler and is dating Draco Malfoy...and they want to date her too.

Transfer Student by SarahFraser - E, WIP - Ilvermorny student Hermione Granger is expecting to start her seventh year, but instead her mom is shipping her off to live with her dad and his wife, Lily, and her step brother, Harry. Needless to say she's unhappy about it and not expecting much of a good year. Enter two hot bisexual Slytherin boys.

Treasured Skies by sobsinashell - E, WIP - Draco Malfoy was a student during the Wizarding War. Now a professor at Hogwarts, the threat of war rises again with the return of Lord Voldemort and he fears for the safety of the students, particularly a Muggle-born Gryffindor witch and her Slytherin wizard.

A Surrogate Story by SarahFraser - E, WIP - There was only one thing in the world that Theo Nott couldn't give his husband, and that one thing was a baby. With the help of his co-worker turned friend, Hermione Granger, the dream that had been slipping away finally became possible. And when she appeared in his home, Theo is quickly faced with the realization that maybe he needed more than just her friendship.

In The Wake Of Things by Stein048 - G, one-shot - A bittersweet one shot, where Theo loses his memories.

Out of the Dark by greenappleofhiseye - M, one-shot - Still reeling from the war, the 8th years are blindsided when they face a house resorting upon their return to Hogwarts.Amidst dealing with their grief, Draco, Theo, and Hermione are still facing unresolved demons as they navigate this new world. Could they be what each other needs to crawl out of the darkness?

Scents & Insensibility by Ceilidhchaos, SarahFraser - E, one-shot - Theo Nott and Hermione Granger were made into werewolves in an Auror operation gone wrong post-war, resigning from their Ministry positions after they discover they are mates, and they live a quiet life in a cottage deep in the forest, until Hermione runs across Draco Malfoy in Diagon Alley and discovers that she has a second mate. Chaos ensues.Includes Art by Roseheira

Snake Lords and Wolves by Ceilidhchaos - M, WIP - Hermione Granger is sorted into Slytherin in 1991.Twenty years earlier, Sirius Black was also sorted into Slytherin.Canon Divergence.Main Pairing: Hermione Granger/Theodore Nott/Draco Malfoy

Revenge Beckons by Ceilidhchaos - E, WIP - At the end of Freedom Calls, Hermione, Draco and Theo were living safely in their castle in the Carpathian Mountains after an especially blood soaked escape from Azkaban. Hermione had just discovered that she was expecting the triad’s first baby. Her nervousness about being a new mother found a place of fixation, keeping her baby safe by making sure the people responsible for her partners going to prison were punished…appropriately.

Salvation and Ruination by KiraAnn (Know_It_All_2008) - E, WIP - Draco and Theo meet the Dark Lord's Daughter. She's nothing like they expected her to be.

Drawing Conclusions by swishand_fics - not rated, WIP - It just so happens that the shop comes with a tattoo parlor attached- and a pair of interesting attendants.

Under Their Protection by Stein048 - E, WIP - Draco and Theo return to London after being retired to the country for several years, only to find out that things are not as they were. A twist on ABO;She felt hot. Her body was on fire. Skin glistened, her shirt damp and clinging to her skin. “Shh, we got you,” Theo purred, fingers tangling into her curls and tilting her head back, as if to soothe her. Her heart raced, beating against her chest. Her pink tongue darted out to lick her lips. “We’ll take care of our perfect little Omega,” Draco crooned, catching her pleas with a heated kiss.Tags will be updated/edited as I go. New chapters posted monthly.

Portions for Foxes by grrrranjolras - E, WIP - “Malfoy?” “Granger?” They stared at each other in horror for a beat before Hermione realized that she was still standing there in the nude. With a panicked yelp, she ripped a blanket from the pile to wrap around herself. “What are you doing here? Why am I naked?” “You? Why am I naked?” The pile of blankets began to laugh. Hermione’s eyes shot down, the sound clearly not having come from Malfoy. A tousled mop of curls with a lethal smile and ridiculous dimples emerged next to Malfoy’s shoulder. “It seems we’re all naked.”

Nott A Wise Arrangement by Ceilidhchaos - E, WIP - Theodore Nott was an evil man. After all, he had committed patricide at sixteen to take control of the family business.He'd done one good deed his whole life: sending Draco Malfoy away from the violent world they had both been raised in.When Narcissa's death brings Draco and his girlfriend, Hermione Granger, back to Los Angeles, Theo decides that his good deed deserves a reward. And Theo knows just what his reward is going to be. He won't let what he's always wanted slip through his fingers again.A Mafia AU - Dark Romance -Main Pairing: Theo Nott/Draco Malfoy/Hermione Granger (WARNINGS: VIOLENCE, RAPE/NON-CON, CHARACTER DEATH)

On Holiday by kayoh - not rated, 2 chapters - A lot of History Many idiots Can they find love?

This Close to Love by dodgerkedavra - E, WIP - Much like nature, magic loathes emptiness. A thing’s existence also creates a corresponding absence. A gap that must be filled. Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived, the Chosen One, vanquished the Dark Lord, and…What? The world moved on? Magic didn’t notice an absence where there was previously a presence? Everything was rebalanced, just like that?No.The Dark Lord was replaced.Draco took his place.Unless it's all just a twisted fantasy...

What If It's Him? by dodgerkedavra - M, one-shot - One question haunted Draco and Hermione through their very public and very commented-upon engagement, and through their private wedding ceremony that had nonetheless been commented on by every single person in the Wizarding World.And that question was:Where was he?He, being one Theodore Nott, who had disappeared three years ago, just after a night they’d all spent together at Draco’s townhouse.

Lollipops And Pigtails by MirabelleCherry - E, one-shot - In the land of Gods and Monsters, I was an angel looking to get fucked hard...A brief moment in time, a punishment, a lollipop and a turning point...

No coward soul is mine by SmallSherbert - M, one-shot - Returning to Hogwarts should be easy and eighth year should be the easiest yet; No Voldemort and no looming threat but Hermione finds that a normal teenage life is far scarier than facing dark wizards and saving the world. Her logical brain is no match for rampant hormones and a fickle heart.Or the one where Hermione's life is turned upside down and she decides to fall in love with not one but two wizards.

Love and War by Highladylily - E, WIP - "Love is like war: easy to begin but very hard to stop." - H.L. MenckenTags will be updated consistently with each update. Please check them and take them seriously. The dove is dead.

Stars By The Pocketful by MirabelleCherry - E, WIP - Glimpses at a relationship and how lives entwine set to music.

Bon Anniversaire by Ivy_and_right - E, WIP - no summary

Elements of Time by tiny_reader - E, WIP - Five Years after the Battle of Hogwarts, four people come together to try and fix what was broken. The bonds they've created with each other will make them stronger than before, but what secrets will they uncover in the past? Who can they really trust to help save their world?

Metanoia by Ngida - M, WIP - Metanoia (noun): The journey of changing one's mind, heart, self or way of life.Or the story of how three minds, hearts and selves change their lives for one another.

Shadow of a Dragon by Ceilidhchaos - E, WIP - After the war, Draco Malfoy marries Astoria Greengrass, but their marriage is anything but happy.The loneliness feels like it might kill him.Dreomione end-game

Wicked Relief by Motherof4dragons - E, one-shot - “My boobs hurt,” I whine and press my arms tighter against myself. “Now we’re going to be late because I have to go pump.”“You knooowwwww,” Theo starts, and my eyes snap to his.They’re glittering, his lips tipped up in a naughty smile. It makes butterflies burst in my belly and my breathing hitch in my chest. I never thought I’d be such a weak-willed woman that a man with a pretty smile would get my knickers in a twist. Of course, that was before I met him.He’s so bloody beautiful, and he knows it too, and the rat-bastard uses it to get what he wants.Right now…“I could help you out if you wanted.”

Obliviate by Forgive_Me_Severus - M, WIP - Barrister Hermione Malfoy-Nott is a forced to be reckoned with, in and out of the courtroom - until a vengeful pureblood stuck in the Old Ways causes her whole world to collapse with a simple twist of his wrist.-An Obliviation Story-

Mother's Milk by KiraAnn (Know_It_All_2008) - E, one-shot - Theo and Draco come to Hermione to ask a sexual favor of her. She finds she can't refuse her boys.

Part of Their World by WritingFicariously - M, WIP - In a world where the Wizarding World and the Muggle World are kept completely separate, one girl dreams of what could be.A modern retelling of The Little Mermaid.

Masked Shadows by Jadezdominion - E, one-shot - The war has been over for 10 years. Light has reigned over the Wizarding World and peace abounds for the most part. So please explain to me why two Death Eaters are looming over me in full robes, masks, and are abducting me at wand point?!? How is this happening to me? Where are my husbands?(My Prompt Choice was: CNC Death Eater abduction) (WARNINGS: VIOLENCE, RAPE/NON-CON)

In-Discretions by Most__Ardently - E, one-shot - Draco comes home from a week away to find his pets have disobeyed him and broken a few rules as well. Punishment must be doled out.

Of Deceit and Lies by KiraAnn (Know_It_All_2008) - E, one-shot - The Dark Lord punishes his daughter. Unknowingly, he uses her boyfriends to do it. Read the tags and authors notes. (WARNINGS: RAPE/NON-CON)

the present is worth it by Mariana_Monteverde - T, one-shot - It was just a party, their oldest's birthday party, but some news will change their lives forever!

Others United by Jadezdominion - E, one-shot - It’s been four years since the fall of Voldemort. Hermione has watched as everyone moved forward with their lives yet it seems the United Wizarding World she envisioned and fought for was a fairy tale. The ‘others’ as most call them are still left to fend for themselves, ignored, or ridiculed. Hermione is sick of her day job and the bigotry. What is it she fought for again? Then she sees him and hears what’s happened. That’s the final straw.

Leave the Night Behind by Severus_please - M, WIP - “What do you mean you aren’t going, mate?” Blaise’s voice drips with incredulity, or maybe it’s just the copious amounts of firewhiskey he’s been drinking since we all settled in here at Malfoy Manor. “What was the point of even coming back to Britain?

Freedom Calls by Ceilidhchaos - E, one-shot - The war lasted for seven years and spies like Draco Malfoy, Theodore Nott and Severus Snape were instrumental in finding the horcruxes and ending the war. Despite that, after the war the Ministry decided on a zero tolerance policy for those that bore the Dark Mark.So Draco Malfoy and Theodore Nott are serving life in Azkaban, and Hermione Granger is about to sacrifice everything to get them out. Dark!Hermione. (WARNINGS: VIOLENCE, CHARACTER DEATH, RAPE/NON-CON)

For Want of a Vanishing Cabinet by Ceilidhchaos - E, one-shot - Events of 5th year don't happen until 6th year as Harry’s occlumency lessons are more successful. Voldemort doesn't manage to trick Harry. Sirius lives. The prophecy remains in the DoM. Instead at Bill and Fleur's wedding there is a Death Eater attack. Kingsley and Moody are killed, but Lucius and Thoros Nott are arrested and taken to Azkaban.Seventh year becomes the new sixth with the vanishing cabinet drama and the plot to end Albus Dumbledore. However it's not just Draco who has been tasked with the vanishing cabinet, Theo is forced to help as well. Hermione doesn't believe Ron and Harry that Theo and Draco are Death Eaters despite their father's actions. And this is where we find ourselves. (WARNINGS: RAPE/NON-CON)

Go hell for leather by prima_vera - E, 2 chapters - Hermione Granger loves racing but she doesn't affiliate herself with any of the club houses scattered over London, not even with Harry's own fraction. However, meeting two handsome men she was competing against might just change that.

Stick Shift by mrschanandlerbong - E, one-shot - Theo, Draco, and Hermione take a drive in the country one summer night.

Darker Roses by Honeyfraggle - E, WIP - Hermione is on sabbatical from her old life and not looking to return. Draco and Theo sow seeds for a plan to see if their obsession could be a happy ending for everyone. No kittens are harmed as the story unfurls.

Need You Now by AuroraNyx - M, WIP - a twist on the ever popular Hogwarts 8th year fic.a romance begins to bloom the summer before 8th year after a chance encounter between Hermione, Draco, and Theo. But with Hermione off to Hogwarts for her 8th year, Draco forced to stay home as part of his probationary terms, and Theo caught somewhere in between, will absence make the heart grow fonder or will this potential triad fizzle out before it really has a chance to begin?Written for Dreomione Fest's 8th Year Prompt

Club for Uniquely Neglected and Tempted Souls by AlaskaDiGioia - E, one-shot - Hermione Granger only wanted two things - well, three things.1. To cure her favorite schemer of a painful magical injury with the help of her two roommates. 2. Her roommate: Theodore Nott 3. Her roommate's boyfriend: Draco MalfoyWith close continuous contact with two unmated alphas causing her to present as an omega, she might just get her wish.Two out of three isn't bad.

A year and a day by emotionalsupporthufflepuff - E, one-shot - Theo is living happily with Hermione Granger when he gets the notice that Draco is being released early from Azkaban. He loves them both, but will they be able to get along?

Queen of Infinite Space by Severus_please - T, one-shot - Theo's POVIt’s still dark in the bedroom when the noise wakes me, Dray’s arm heavy across my chest. The sheets on the other side of the bed are still tangled up but are cool to the touch. Mia must have been out of the bed for a while.The noise is coming from the kitchen and as I wake a little more I realize there are smells coming from that way as well.A look toward her Muggle clock by the bed shows 3:17 in big blinking numbers.Oh Merlin.

Shadows of the Rose Court by KiraAnn (Know_It_All_2008) - E, WIP -The Rose Court is rising. A prophecy has been spoken as the Dark Lord Returns. A triad looms on the horizon. As the Dark Lord's daughter finally takes her place in his court, intrigue and mystery surround her as she starts to build a court of her own.Do you feel that? That electricity in the air? The raw power emanating from Scotland that scares even the Minister of Magic? That's the power of the Rose Court.

Accidental Bonds by Ceilidhchaos, SarahFraser - E, 5 chapters - A drunken one night stand with the Golden Girl and two Slytherins has more consequences than they intend.

Petrichor and Vanilla by Ceilidhchaos - E, WIP - Theodore Nott comes into his creature heritage. Heading back to Hogwarts for eighth year, he discovers that he has not one but two mates on the Hogwarts Express.

Present for Three by SapphireBee - E, one-shot - Theo arranges a sexy Christmas present for himself and the two people he likes to fuck the most. Only, his favourite woman is not allowed to know who his favourite man is.

Red Wine by niuniul89, Vera_Verto - E, one-shot - ”I've never shared with another man… in any way.” Draco muttered, more to himself than to her. Hermione nodded in understanding. ”And I‘ll admit, I might have a problem with that.” ”I understand, but I just wish you would dare to do something new and... maybe even crazy. Besides, you know that if you don't like it, all it takes is one word and we can back out, okay?” He raised his head and glanced at Hermione blushing. ”Just trust me, as always.”

Crimson Kiss by KiraAnn (Know_It_All_2008) - E, WIP - There's a vampire or two lurking at Hogwarts. An offer for an extended education program as well as the Head Girl position. So why is Hermione so entranced by the journals of Morgan le Fay when she has so many other things to deal with?

Handcuffs by BexYZ - M, one-shot - Blaise's care package comes with a few surprises.

Five Golden Rings by smokyquartz - E, one-shot - Draco wakes to an alternate reality where he is married to much more than he bargained for.

O Christmas Tree by Highladylily - E, one-shot - Theo wants to decorate the Christmas tree after work. Draco didn't bank on what kind of tree it would be.

Whisper to a Scream by riddikulus_puff - E, one-shot - Hermione Granger wasn’t the vanilla and innocent girl that many people think she might be. She had sought out therapy after the Second Wizarding War and then soon after she found herself in love with two Slytherins from her youth at Hogwarts, the redeemed Draco Malfoy and Theodore Nott. But, Hermione wanted more in their relationship. She wanted to explore more things within their sexual relationships and test to see how far the two men would go to please their curly-haired witch.

Its Complicated by SarahFraser - E, WIP - Hermione Granger's life has taken a bit of a turn. After completing her eighth year at Hogwarts, she's gone on to become one of the most talented healers that St. Mungo's has ever seen. Along with her partner, Draco Malfoy, professionally her life couldn't be better. Her personal life, however, leaves little to be desired. She feels stuck in an engagement to Ron Weasley, all because they share a child together. While Hermione loves Rose dearly and Ron is an amazing father to her, Hermione doesn't feel that spark when she looks at the man. She does find that spark however, on a late night, with another wizard. After finding herself falling into bed with her partner, Hermione wakes up in a rush to find none other than Theodore Nott sitting and watching her, and he's decided that he also wants her, and Hermione wants him. To make this situation worse, Draco is also married and has a son just a few months younger than Rose. And to top it off, Hermione finds herself sitting in her bathroom looking at the diagnostic telling her that she's pregnant, and she's not entirely sure what wizard is the father.Needless to say, its complicated...

Mt. Ypovivázo by Ivy_and_right - E, one-shot - It is said that a man can want for too much. In King Draconis’ case, it was true.He’d demand for his servants to fetch wine made from the rarest grapes, drape him in the richest hand-woven fabrics, uncover precious gems for his crowns and find him the most beautiful women to take to bed. And they would do so loyally.Those servants loved their king dearly and showed their appreciation for his fair hand in any and all materialistic ways they could think of.One of his liege lords even handed over his own son, Theodoros, for the King to do with as he pleased.But King Draconis' head was easily turned and on a visit to the Altar of Hermione, his War Goddess, Draconis fell over his feet with lust for her, needing to make her his too. To corrupt her to the ways of man.Who could have predicted that his meddling with the Gods would end in punishment? Rough, endless, degrading and humiliating punishment. Though what nobody expected was for him to enjoy it.

All Purebloods Must Die by Sniper_Jade - E, one-shot - When Voldemort was abandoned by his mother in the orphanage instead of growing to resent his muggle father he instead resented his mother and grandfather. He vowed to eradicate all purebloods.On that dark and stormy night on the 31st October 1981 the child he went to kill was Draco Malfoy. The pureblood scion of the Malfoy line.Now almost 16 years later Voldemort has come back into his power. Purebloods are hunted and persecuted. Treated less than human. Theodore Nott and Draco Malfoy are on the run and in hiding. They fear for the life of their muggleborn friend Hermione Granger and the delicate line she walks in the new regime.

The Imperius Experiment by Dark (Chelonie) - E, one-shot - Theo Nott is fascinated by the Imperius Curse. He convinces his partners to use it on him.

Two Pink Lines by Ceilidhchaos - E, one-shot - Hermione didn't expect to end up on the Head's bathroom floor staring at a muggle pregnancy test. She also didn't expect the test to be positive.

Snow on the Beach by RavenclawGreen28 - E, one-shot - It's Hermione wedding day. She's almost ready when two people sneek into her room. Neither one of them her groom. Draco and Theo want her to leave her fiance Thorfinn at the alter. Have her come home with them so they continue what they had. Can they give her a reason not to marry Thorfinn?

Found by sobsinashell - E, one-shot - For his crimes during the war, Draco was exiled to the Muggle world. Theo followed him. Hermione found them.

Let It Be Time by Ivy_and_right - E, WIP - Three months after the end of the war, Hermione writes to Draco to ask if she can come home to him. He wants nothing more only, while she's been in hiding, he has sought comfort in the arms of Theo who has no knowledge of any of it. Not even the little boy who shares Draco's eyes.

It's A Match! by GardenAtTwilight - E, one-shot - Hermione decides to download Tinder and swipes right on Draco & Theo.

Burn by Ceilidhchaos - E, one-shot - Hermione returns for 8th year as a changed woman with two lovers of similar taste.

The Gryffindor, In the Broom Closet, With a Blindfold by ghanima77 - E, one-shot - Theodore Nott has a surprise for Hermione in the broom closet. One that she is very excited to receive.

Broomsticks, Dragon's Breath, and Teenage Boys by JCOBryan1990 - E, one-shot - One person doing the whole eye rolly breathing thing at her was one thing, all four of them... No Hermione Malfoy-Nott quits, she just quits.

Little Pink Things by fairyofthesnakes - E, one-shot - One week without magic, that was the bet. Magic for work was allowed, any unnecessary magic during that one week would count as an automatic loss. Unknowing to Draco, his consequences for losing the bet are better than he imagined. A dirty Dreomione one shot.

Chrysanthemums by Ceilidhchaos - T, one-shot - Chrysanthemums A Darker Languages of Flowers Story June 30, 1997 Chrysanthemums represent optimism and lost love.

One Witch, Two Wizards by Dawn_2020 - T, one-shot - Hermione, Draco, and Theo attend the Hogwarts 10 year reunion and surprise everyone

County Road by JCOBryan1990 - E, one-shot - While waiting out a storm that ruined their picnic Draco, Theo, and Hermione find an interesting way to pass the time in the back of Theo's new muggle SUV

A Secret Among Stars by Ceilidhchaos - E, 5 chapters - Hermione, Theo and Draco have kept their relationship and family secret for more than ten years. What happens when Hermione's former best friend uncovers their secret?

Threo by Ivy_and_right - E, one-shot - Theo believes himself lost or broken, wanting and desiring a chance to see himself in the flesh with his own eyes. He's terrified for what the loves of his life might think of his request - to discover what it's like to be with him in every sense - but he discovers something far more essential to his being. Something that he now knows to have been there all along.

This fest is ongoing.

#dreomione fest #fests/exchanges/challenges #dramione #theomione #triad: draco x hermione x theo

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