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greenerteacups · 15 days

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The great hormonal storms in book 5 lead me to this ask: let's talk about sex. Or at least sex ed. Does Hogwarts have it (at least in LH'verse)? Is that a nurse duty or a Head of House one? Did Narcissa sit her baby boy down for The Talk, at least to impart how Miss Granger would return to her parents in the same state she left them or at least unimpregnated? Did she outsource that task to Uncle Severus? Did Ron share what his older brothers passed down? What does our favorite victorian-in-spirit know abt sex beyond "lie back and think of the bloodline" and his hormonal daydreams?

I'm l o s i n g it at the idea of Narcissa instructing Draco to leave Hermione "unimpregnated," which, I just — I think the minute she uses those things in the same sentence, Draco hits the road at the speed of Mach Christ. He's gone. He's not here. He's not in the building. Can't have the Sex Talk if you can't fucking catch me, Mom. (For the record, I can fully see Narcissa trying. She's much less prudish than Draco is — gossips about adultery with her 11-y/o son on Christmas morning, references Ye Olde Wilde Times with Lucius, cracks the occasional bawdy joke, etc. — she just doesn't often see the need to discuss it, being aware that Draco, as far as she knows, remains an un-Awakened little Victorian. The Great Granger Debacle of 1995 is likely raising her suspicions there.) That said, Draco knows what sex is; for some reason my mind gravitates to the slightly handwavey answer of "boy's dormitory." I'm picturing him in his four-poster, curtains drawn, pretending to be asleep, while Ron and Harry have a free-ranging, horrifically creative conversation about what Ron thinks sex is (courtesy of the twins). Optimistically, Neville hops in with corrections from Augusta Longbottom's sexual etiquette seminars. Either way, Draco never, ever reveals that he has heard this conversation.

Or, alternatively, he and Theo have a really intense heart-to-heart during that summer before third year, which would do a lot to explain why the two of them are so weird about each other basically for the rest of time. (Raising the question of where Theo/Pansy/Daphne learned it. At age 12, Pansy got an excruciatingly detailed Talk from her mother, who was scared to death of a teen pregnancy pitching their family into ruin; Pansy, deciding it was unfair she had to suffer this and Theo did not, inflicted said Talk on Theo, who was just relieved that he didn't have to ask Sibelius. And Daphne grew up around so many healers that she just badgered them until someone gave in and told her. She's also a stated connoisseur of trashy romance novels, so. Make of that what you will.)

I think that Hogwarts, being modeled in mores and general Vibe from old English boarding schools, probably is not the most forward-thinking with sex ed. I also do believe Severus Snape would sooner jump off a bridge, and I kind of need him for the plot, so I've got to spare him that grave and important duty. Poppy Pomfrey probably gets the question the most of any staff member, and over the years, I think she's honed her answer down to a tight 3 minute-monologue that covers all major topics.

Odds and ends in the same vein:

Hermione gets a sit-down with the Drs. Granger the summer before her thirteenth birthday, so sometime in August, 1992. It is meticulously explained and flawlessly presented, with color-coded diagrams, an index, and a syllabus. It includes a diagnostic chart for common STIs and a spreadsheet on birth control options. Dr. Granger gets excited after a tangent about ovarian cysts and runs to pull out her old copy of Grey's. Hermione spends the whole time fully miserable, wondering why parents couldn't be like, greengrocers or something. (That doesn't stop her from asking questions, obviously.)

Ron, like all Weasley men of his generation, gets a knock on his door sometime around his 14th birthday, and Arthur invites him to "go fishing." This is code for "stand by the river and try to keep a will to live while your dad explains the mechanics of sex, its importance, and the value of waiting until you feel comfortable and safe sharing that level of intimacy with a trusted partner" (sic).

Fred and George got separate talks, because Arthur wanted to emphasize that he sees them as individuals; however, Fred ran back and immediately recounted it all to George, who proceeded to feign extraordinary expertise in it the next morning, to his father's horror.

Ginny's "go fishing" equivalent is Molly taking her out for tea and delivering a well-meant but incoherent combination of abstinence-only sex ed, aggressive body positivity, and highly technical discussions of how to insert a diaphragm. Ginny, who bullied the real story out of Bill years ago, is baffled, and to this day can't say for sure what she was supposed to take away from it.

Harry spends his 14th birthday at the Burrow. Ron and his brothers make a blood pact in advance not to tell him about it, though, so when Arthur invites him out for the day on August 1st, his sole thought is: oh, nice! Can't wait for some fun fishing :)

#greenteacup asks

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sitp-recs · 1 month

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Liv, I am begging you. Please share drarry omegaverse recs. I’ve read all there is to read and I am starved.

Oh anon, I wish I could rec more but I don’t read omegaverse very often 😢 I’m listing the ones I know below (you’ve probably read them already!) - they’re all completed plus @hoko-onchi-writes is currently posting To Hold You in the Earth's Unholy Din and I’ve seen amazing comments about it, you should definitely check it out!

Drarry:

you killed me in the gloom by @fw00shy (T, 1.7k) - AU

Having won the war, Harry returns to the Kingdom of Slytherin to lay claim to his true mate. Draco Malfoy is as beautiful as he was all those years ago. There's only one problem: he doesn't remember Harry at all.

Heat of the Moment by @writcraft (E, 2k)

Harry’s never felt much like an Alpha but that all changes when Draco Malfoy turns up on his doorstep, asking Harry for help.

Alpha by @lqtraintracks (E, 2.6k)

Finding out I’m Malfoy’s Alpha and he’s my Omega might have gone a lot differently had we not still hated each other. But we do, so here’s how it goes.

in heat by @bonesliketambourines (E, 4k)

Draco’s been getting by just fine despite his unfortunate little genetic gift. Until Potter decides to barge in and muck everything up, that is.

Heat of the Heart by carpemermaid (E, 6k)

Draco was recently bitten by a werewolf in the line of duty as an Auror. He'd been dealing with it as best he could, but then his first heat came on hot and fast in the middle of filling out reports with his Auror partner, Harry Potter. Luckily for him, Potter has a knack for saving his arse.

This is How by @bixgirl1 (E, 6.5k)

Omegas are long gone, or so everyone thinks. This is not how things were supposed to go.

Harry Potter and the Werewolf Consultant by 0idontknow0 (E, 15k)

After Teddy transforms into a werewolf for the first time Harry and Andromeda don’t know what to do. They consult an adult werewolf to help Teddy adjust and that werewolf turns out to be one Draco Malfoy.

The Songbirds of Avebury Manor by Tessa Crowley (E, 18k) - AU

Harry Potter presents as alpha at fifteen, and it is supposed to change his life for the better. Instead, it leads him to a beautiful noble omega he cannot have, a political plot he cannot escape, and a threat on his life.

in the electricity of your touch by tryslora (E, 24k)

After returning to Hogwarts after the war, Harry realizes he has nothing to do. There is nothing to chase, or to fight. Why, then does he feel as if there is something pricking under his skin? And why does it feel like he’s struck by lightning every time Draco Malfoy touches him? There’s only one explanation: Draco Malfoy is up to something, and Harry has to find out what it is and put a stop to it.

Tuxedo Angel by tryslora (E, 25k)

Harry and Neville are looking for the infamous Dragon Lily, a Dark witch active throughout Europe and Asia. Instead, they find the Tuxedo Angel, a beautiful witch performing in Rome.

Embers by @shiftylinguini (E, 41k)

Werewolf Alphas aren't meant to be alone, or to suppress their ruts indefinitely like Draco has been since he was bitten eight years ago. He needs company, companionship, to knot ― he needs an Omega Heat Companion. At least, that’s what the Healers say, and even Draco can admit contacting the person they’ve referred him to might be nice.

Expectant by @l0vegl0wsinthedark (E, 62k)

After he accidentally gets Malfoy pregnant on a drunken fuck at a club, Harry doesn't anticipate that it'd be just as easy to fall in love with him.

Dissident by Constance1 (E, 181k)

In a world of Alphas and Omegas, Harry is surprised to discover that he is a rare male Omega. He assumes his pull towards Draco Malfoy is because the Slytherin is an Alpha, but there is more at play here than even Harry knows.

Other ships:

Can't I Have Both? by @nv-md (E, 1.8k) - Harry/Draco/Blaise

Werewolves usually only have one mate, but of course, Draco has to be special and have two Alphas chasing after him. And he makes sure they always want him...especially when he can drag them into the loo of a club.

Almond Blossom by @shiftylinguini (E, 4k) - Teddy/James

James plans it out meticulously--and then of course, his rut comes early anyway.

Heat by @lqtraintracks (E, 7.5k) - James/Scorpius

James had always been miserable as an Alpha. Mostly because he was crap at it. Until Scorpius Malfoy went into an unexpected heat, that is.

Heat by iamisaac (E, 10k) - Teddy/Charlie

When Teddy comes of-age, he discovers that while he didn't inherit his father's lycanthropy, he did inherit his omega traits. Charlie, as an alpha, is more than happy to help him through.

Blame it on the Moon by @shiftylinguini (E, 32k) - Teddy/James

Teddy was born a werewolf. James gets bitten later in life (not by Teddy) and Teddy is there to help him through his first heat.

At The End of The Rope by shiftylinguini (E, 35k) - Teddy/James

Everyone presents in the springtime of their fifteenth year, and no one was more excited about this than James ― or more disappointed when it didn’t happen. But that’s okay, at twenty-two he’s now made peace with being an Absent Presentation, and with his conviction that no one in their right mind would want to be with or claim someone like him, least of all the person he really wants.

#asks #anon #Drarry reclist #omegaverse #a/b/o dynamics #drarry & rare pairs

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saintsenara · 1 month

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What do you think of the trio's post-canon careers? Because recently, something that has really captured my imagination has been the idea of healer Ron.

The profession, of course, most often crops up in Dramione fic where Hermione has taken up at St. Mungo's (laughable-- this is a girl who needed Harry to unstopper the dittany because her hands were shaking so bad, and frankly, I shudder to think of her bedside manner) but it is predictably absent when veering off the canon course with Ron. This is such a shame because his willow wand is outright good for healing magic (and it is a fairly uncommon combination that he has! The only other person with a willow and unicorn wand, fascinatingly enough, is Lily Potter.)

Ron is also the only person who's canonically interested in healing as a profession (he's immersed in the leaflet for it at breakfast.) He remembers the spattergroit incident from OOTP and then uses it as a cover story in DH. In Half-blood Prince, he takes the exact same classes Harry does, which means he has the grades required to go into auror training, yes, but they are coincidentally the same requirements a student needs to meet in order to apply to be a healer. (On that note: Ron and Harry were clearly high academic achievers and the fanon assertion otherwise needs to be beat back with hammers.)

But the reason why I think healer ron would've been a cracker of a route to go down is just how refreshing it would've been. The Girl of the team, the gang, the trio, being the Healer and Caretaker is such a TRITE trope at this point. DADA Professor Harry is a classic, but this is my case for Healer Ron deserving to be up there. Send his ass back to Hogwarts again if you have to (Hermione will definitely be pleased). Have him intern with Madam Pomfrey for a year and then grumble behind Neville while he takes notes on medicinal herbs. Healer Weasley, who's a big hit in the paediatrics ward because he makes the kids laugh. Who flirts with the oldies and plays chess with the curmudgeons. Who just cares, more than anything, and will bring you a cup of tea no matter the hour, no questions asked. I really do think he's got the disposition for it. What do you reckon?

thank you very much for the ask, anon!

i am immediately compelled by the concept of ron-versus-wizarding-medicine. because, certainly, i never see him as someone who stays in the auror office long-term - i think it makes sense for him immediately post-war, especially when he will undoubtedly just want to keep busy and hunt down baddies as a reaction to fred's death, but i think he only stays in the role after this initial burst of vengeance until he feels comfortably leaving harry in a high-risk situation on his own.

because, of course, ron's vibe with everything he touches in canon is influenced by the fact that he's someone predisposed to being caring [right down, as you say, to his wand]. the bit in prisoner of azkaban when he offers to make a cup of tea while hagrid's in hysterics about buckbeak's death sentence is something i find genuinely lovely, for example, and i do think - as you note - that there's something really striking about ron occupying that caring role within the trio which a fanon deviation to trite gender dynamics in which men are stupid and women are nurturing undermines in a supremely tedious way.

i'm not sure, though, that i would back ron in any specialism of healing that could be classed as emergency medicine - he has the vibe of, and i mean this with great affection, the sort of surgeon who habitually leaves sponges behind in patients - but i would back him in specialisms which need to be a bit more holistic or slower in pace. his chess skills - and his good intuition - suggest to me that he'd be a pretty effective diagnostician, and i obviously think he'd have a great bedside manner.

healer ron, then, is going to be at his best, absolutely, in something like paediatrics, which means that i'm going to take your suggestion about him interning with madam pomfrey and run with it to say that ron as hogwarts matron [or whatever the non-gendered version of that term would be] is his ideal career.

think about it! the work's varied and sometimes complicated, but it's not too high-pressure because really serious cases will be sent to st mungo's. the work will frequently relate to things that ron is interested in, like quidditch. and the work will frequently require ron's key talent - being sound - to shine. this is a man who would do an excellent job, i think, of handling mishaps caused by teenagers trying to hex their own acne off, or offering tea and sympathy to the homesick or the recently dumped. i think he'd do a great sex-ed presentation, would manage to charm honeydukes into giving the school its medicinal chocolate at a huge discount, and would be considered a huge legend by the student body for always being willing to certify to the teachers that someone who used a puking pastille to get out of class was actually sick.

as for the other two, i much prefer hermione as a barrister than as a civil-servant - not just because of her temperament but because i think the change she wants to bring to wizarding society is going to be won primarily by her slapping on a wig and gown and being condescending to witnesses.

as for harry, i like to stick to him as an auror. while i have some exceptions, i'm actually really not fond at all of professor potter as a trope - and, even more controversially, i really don't like the concept of professor riddle - largely because teaching is far too sedate for someone who runs on adrenaline as much as harry does.

and - i must be honest - i think the idea of harry as a teacher [or a healer or a quidditch player] often hangs on people feeling uncomfortable with the idea of him as, to all intents and purposes, a police officer. but i quite like taking that in the opposite direction, and playing with harry's canonically black-and-white morality and capacity for self-righteousness to have him - while not a corrupt or sadistic auror - a complacent one. i like the idea of him as someone who thinks that he always applies the law justly and so the law is therefore just, and so on - and the fact that this would allow him to overlook his own childhood lawbreaking is part of that...

#asks answered #asenora meta #golden trio #ron weasley #harry potter #hermione granger #ron would be beloved by all nurses and that tells you all you need to know

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mastermindmiko · 1 year

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Masterlist

Here is a collection of all my works on Tumblr, and I’ll try to keep this updated as much as I can

Start: 4th of May 2023

Last updated: 2nd of December 2023

Requests are open, and thank you for 200 followers

Harry Potter

what a relationship with them would look like:

Tom riddle

Draco Malfoy

Matteo Riddle

Oliver wood

Percy Weasley Imagines:

Rainy dancing

Cedric Diggory Imagines:

reunions

Harry Potter Imagines:

Restless nights

Yellow

The Malfoy sister (completed)

part one part two part three part four part five part six

Blue butterflies - part one and part two

Neville Longbottom Imagines:

greenhouse escapades

Fred Weasley Imagines:

Heaven on earth

Promised

Milestones

Tests

Poor Mrs Norris

Sirius Black Imagines:

Blood traitor

Parties

Enigma

My name

George Weasley Imagines:

Drunk (complete)

Prologue part one Part two Part three Part four part five part six part seven

Draco Malfoy Imagines:

Potions Partners (ongoing)

Part one, Part two, Part three, Part four, part five, part six, part seven, part eight, part nine, part ten, part eleven, part twelve, part thirteen, part fourteen, part fifteen, part sixteen, part seventeen, part eighteen, part nineteen, part twenty, part twenty one

Oliver Wood imagines:

Tensions

secrets

Green eyed monster and green skin girl

You're in love

James Potter:

Rivals

Remus Lupin:

Secrets

NEWTs

Ghost love part 2 part 3

Regulus Black:

Muggle world hideout

Tom Riddle:

Mr. Head boy

Charlie Weasley:

Dragon Healer

Bill Weasley:

Congratulations! You're a heartbreaker

More coming soon

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lostdrarryfics · 6 months

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THE BIG FIND 2023: Day 1

The Big Find is a 10-day long Drarry fic-finding marathon to celebrate the blog’s anniversary. Below is the Day 1 compilation of lost fics, both old and new, that we’ve been unable to find. Our aim is to get as much attention to these lost fics as possible, to help people finally find their missing fics! Anyone can participate by reblogging, reading through each list, providing additional fic details, and informing us the title, author, or link of a fic, and their respective number in the comment section. Happy finding!

1.1 It’s a fic where after Draco is sentenced to live in muggle world and Draco first works in a cofee shop and then in a pharmaceutical company formed by a witch. then on a full moon day he suddenly turns into a werewolf and then with bill helps him adjust, and then he becomes potions professor meanwhile Harry adopts teddy and becomes defence professor and Harry magic goes haywire

1.2 it has Draco, Hermione, Ron, and Harry but the main scene is basically just Draco and Harry in the Room of Requirement. Premise is that Harry had been using magic to glamour himself to cover up the signs or the Dursley’s abuse FOREVER so no one has actually seen what he looks like. Somehow I think Ron and Hermione convince Harry to let someone in so he decides to show Draco who he’s dating what he actually looks like and Draco is so shocked/aghast Harry thinks he’s disgusted and one of them (though i don’t remember who) runs away back to the dorm and Harry is deeply upset. I believe it’s relatively short (2-10k?) and i feel like it’s 2-3 chapters or parts but could be wrong. It’s probably AO3 but slight possibility it was FFN (HIGHLY unlikely tho). If it is AO3 then unfortunately it’s not tagged for any of the things i listed.

1.3 Harry and Draco were out with Teddy, and they ran into Neville who questioned Harry about Draco and their relationship. I believe it was winter. There’s another scene that I can remember and I don’t know if I’m conflating two different fics but there’s a scene where Harry and Draco are shopping in muggle London and they’re looking at weird shirts and they run into Vernon who makes some homophobic slurs.

FOUND! 1.4 I’m looking for a fic that was on ao3. Draco is some sort of an artist, not sure if professionally or simply something he pursues as a hobby for his healing. Writer or painter maybe. He has a mentor who tells him to go a retreat by the seaside in a little hotel which he does and he runs into Harry by accident. Harry is overall happy and open to him, but Draco has a lot of anger towards him I think. They start a dom/sub relationship, Draco being the dom, taking pleasure out of humiliating Harry. Towards the end there’s a scene where he makes Harry suck off a stranger in a bars bathroom or maybe the stranger sucks Harry off while Draco watches. But I think this is a where Harry has enough because ultimately he only wants Draco. It’s a happy end if I remember well.

1.5 i read this fic on ao3 it was unfinished and a muggle au. harry works at an office (I think) where he is the boss and he meets Draco at a bar. Jily is still dead so Halloween is hard for him. He also dated Cedric I think and Cedric died. Draco helps bartend with Theo, and Draco is dressed like a cat cause of Halloween. Draco then gets assaulted and harry punches the guy. after that they hangout in Harry’s car.

1.6 Draco and Harry had a one night stand (I think?) and Draco gets pregnant, he doesn’t tell Harry and then leaves the baby with him once it’s born, Harry didn’t know that he is the father but keeps the baby. Said baby gets sick and the treatment involves the father so he publishes about it in the Prophet and ask the baby’s dad to please show up. Draco does and had some test done, they start the treatment and Harry asks him to stay.

FOUND! 1.7 been looking for this fic for a long time. i think draco is some sort of healer in the fic and harry always come to him injured and he helps patch him up also they’re close friends and by the end of the fic they go to ginny’s quidditch match and the gang helps them realise they have feeling for each other?

1.8 I believe it was on AO3 but I could be wrong, I think it was a number of fics in a series but it could have been chapters but I’m fairly sure it was complete. It was set post-war, Harry had become an Auror and was apparating home from an alley while buzzed. There was a line about how the whores don’t hit on him anymore because he never takes them home? He hears a weird noise and his magic automatically sobers him up. The noise is Draco, who got kicked out by parents and got roofied. Harry rescues him, I think Draco passes out? and then Harry is annoyed because his buzz is gone and he has to deal with this. The second fic (or chapter) opens from Draco’s POV. He’s looking around the bedroom he’s in and he figures out it’s the old Black house because of the furniture and that Harry must have rescued him but taken him home instead of the hospital. He decides to seduce Harry and he’s able to conjure like a mirror and brush? and there’s a line about how this is the only spell he’s able to do wordlessly/wandlessly? I think the POV then switches to Harry and there’s a line about how Draco has managed to get like a single ray of light from the curtains to fall on him perfectly. Harry is aware he’s being seduced but he’s into it. Then I think the next chapter has Harry confronting the Malfoy parents about how they’re going to get married and they’re not going to hyphenate names, Draco is going to take his last name. The final fic is maybe from Lucius pov (or narcissa?) Draco threw Harry a really big birthday party and reveals he’s pregnant which causes Lucius to faint? And there’s a line about how the baby has brought both Harry and Lucius to their knees.

FOUND! 1.9 harry tells draco that he wants to wait until theyre eight years into their relationship to get married so that hed have spent more time loving him than hating him before they tie the knot

1.10 auror fic where Draco and Harry have to work together to arrest some child abuser and learn about each other’s past. I don’t remember if they were in relationships or it was drarry but the focus was the work in the auror force and their building relationship.

1.11 major plot point is ginny and Molly Weasley being behind some sort of plot and eventually are imprisoned. I know Ron is an ass for much of the fic, hermione helps solve a case or problem with Harry and involves draco. Not a lot much else I recall fic is not The Haunting of Harry Potter by Alexandria_ofCiro

1.12 was either 1 or 2 chapters, it was on ffnet. Set in the eighth year. The plot is somewhat similar to the show/manga “boys over flowers”. Also Draco was being bullied due to receiving a howler (I think, sorry it’s been a long time since I’ve read it) Neville has an unrequited crush on Draco and they are friends.

1.13 takes place in the eighth year but some of it also takes place after the war but before the eighth year. Draco receives an inheritance from a high ranking Veela who died which made him a Veela. Most of what I remember takes place before he goes back to hogwarts and is basically him learning how to be a Veela and stuff

FOUND! 1.14 Draco cursing his family name (Malfoy) because he wants to feel pain each time someone says it to it. So i think the fic starts with Draco working as a cafe barista in the human world and harry walks into the shop and calls him Malfoy, so the curse is kinda unlocked and Draco gets sick so he has to stay under surveillance in Harry’s house

#the big find 2023 #drarry #drarry fic #drarry fic search #drarry squad

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fangirlshrieks · 2 years

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How did Neville develop a Mommy Kink?

a/n: Sorry I haven't posted in a while. I just got really busy and time has been passing by faster than I thought. Here's something I finished back in May but never got the chance to post.

I think it is a popular head cannon that Neville has a mommy kink, but what I want to know is how you guys think he developed this kink? Feel free to reblog this, send me a message in my inbox, comment with your opinion, make your own post, etc. on how he developed this kink. Please, I'm dying to know! I just want more Neville content 😩

Parings: Neville Longbottom x fem! reader

Warnings: smut!, fluff!, mommy kink!

Summary: How Neville developed a mommy kink.

This is just how I imagined Neville developed a mommy kink:

First of all, it definitely stems from his mommy issues

Poor boy didn't have a mommy 😢 (I mean he does but she doesn't remember him after Bellatrix tortured her 🥲)

But I think it probably started in his first year, it didn’t develop full on but just began to bloom

After melting Seamus’s cauldron in Snape’s poisons lesson and red boils spring up all over his body he was sent to the hospital wing

I think it was here where he developed sort of a small crush on Madam Pomfrey

I think Madam Pomfrey might have known about Neville’s parents, considering she was one of the best healers and probably made frequent trips to Saint Mungos, and knew he lived with his grandmother.

Madam Pomfrey knew Neville’s gran, Augusta, before his parents went insane

Before the incident Augusta was a cheerful woman who adored her son and loved her daughter-in-law

After they were sent to live in Saint Mungos for the rest of their lives, Augusta became more stern and raised Neville in their shadow

It’s not that Augusta didn’t love Neville, she did, but she was not the warm sweet woman she once was. She was broken inside

Neville sometimes wished his gran showed him that she loved him

Even at age 11 he couldn’t remember a time when his gran held him. Not that she could anyways, she was an old woman

So when Madam Pomfrey made a fuss about Neville when he entered the hospital wing, it tugged on a few strings in his heart

She made him drink a potion that would help with the boils and bandaged him up

He cried through the whole thing as the boils became more painful by the second

He would have to stay overnight as it would take a couple hours for the boils to go away

She gave him a sweet to calm him down and held his hand for a while

She hushed him and whispered that it would be okay and for him to be more careful next time

He tried to go to sleep that night but he couldn’t

He quietly whimpered under the covers from the pain

When Madam Pofrey heard his cries she got her candle lamp and some more healing potions and headed to sit besides Neville

Neville was startled a bit but when he saw that it was Madam Pomfrey he hugged her tightly

He wailed that he was in pain

Madam Pomfrey was a bit surprised but felt pity for the boy and rubbed her hand up and down his back to calm him down

Neville had felt safe in Madam Pomfrey's arms and wondered if this is what it would be like if his mother could comfort him

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That obviously wasn’t Neville’s last trip to the hospital wing

After he broke his wrist from crash landing a broomstick during his very first flying lesson, he was sent to the hospital wing for the second time

Madam Pomfrey held Neville’s hand as he cried

But she was able to fix his arm in no time

Neville stayed in the hospital wing for about an hour afterwards so Madam Pomfrey could make sure that he was properly healed

Although Madam Pomfrey scolded Neville for hurting himself again, she comforted him

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After that day he felt sort of an affinity towards Madam Pomfrey

He saw Madam Pomfrey as sort of a maternal figure

But this made him sad because he missed his own mother even though there wasn't a time he could remember having a mother

He just wished that his mother and father could remember who he was and they could be a family

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Then over the years he found a maternal figure in Professor Sprout

She was one of the first professors at Hogwarts to truly believe in his abilities

Outside of class Neville helped Professor Sprout with projects she had for other students in different years

Whenever Neville did a good job Professor Sprout would always say “good job Neville” and compliment him on his achievements

This filled Neville with pride and he wanted to keep making Professor Sprout proud

He once accidentally called Professor Sprout “mum” when he was helping her repot a few plants at the beginning of his third year

He was so embarrassed but thankful it didn’t happen during class

This definitely surprised Professor Sprout but she took pity on the boy and pretended like she didn’t hear what he had said

He left earlier than usual that day

But before he could leave that day she told him that his parent would be proud of him and that she was proud of him

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When he met you he slowly began to fall in love

He knew who you were since first year but you two had never really talked much

But then one day during third year, the two of you were paired up together for potions

Professor Snape had paired you two together because he was tired of Neville managing to mess up another potion and you were one of his top students so Professor Snape hoped to have a stress free day

You actually taught Neville how to make the potion properly and taught him the importance of each ingredient

You were not condescending in any way, like Professor Snape was, but you were actually kind and understanding and you took every opportunity to help Neville learn from his mistakes

Neville appreciated this greatly and after that week the two of you quickly became friends and you were his occasional tutor

During his tutoring sessions he would try his very best to learn the subject he was having trouble with

Whenever he mastered something you would boost his ego with words of affirmation

“See I knew you could do it!”

“Good Job!”

“You’re doing amazing!”

He would work hard on his studies just to hear those words

To be honest you were the mom friend of the group (it's me, I’m the mom friend of the group and the oldest sibling so I’m basically my younger siblings second mother)

Always making sure everyone was safe at parties, making sure your friends ate and drank water, and keeping up with their studies

One day you found Neville crying

You were looking for him because you wanted to return his herbology notebook

You went to find him in the Gryffindor common room but he wasn’t there and he wasn’t in his dorm either

It was getting late and you were worried about him

So you went searching for him

You checked all his usual hiding spots until you remember that he loved to hang out in the green house

As you approached the green house you quietly opened the glass door

It didn’t look like anyone was there and you were about to leave until you heard quiet sobs coming from the far end of the green house

You tipped toed closer to the noise and noticed Neville was curled up in the fetal position under the table with his back facing you

“Neville?” you whispered and squatted down to his level.

He froze and held his breath to stop crying but didn’t turn around

“Neville, what’s wrong?”

“I’m fine” he choked. “Just… just go away”

“Neville, I’m not leaving you here like this” you said, joining him under the table sitting near his head. You sat with your legs to one side

“Are you hurt?” you asked.

He shook his head no

“Do you want to talk about it?”

He didn’t say anything but shifted uncomfortably. He wiped away a few tears before speaking.

“No one will let me in the Gryffindor common room”

You had heard about Neville losing a list of passwords to get into the Gryffindor common room letting Sirius Black almost kill Harry Potter. That’s why the castle was on high alert.

You hadn’t had the chance to talk to Neville since then and didn’t know what punishment he received until now

“I’m not allowed to know the password anymore” Neville sniffled.

You stared pitifully at the back of Neville’s head

“And Gran sent a howler this morning” at this Neville started to cry again.

You scooted closer to Neville and started to comb through his hair with your fingers to calm him down.

You were late to breakfast that morning and didn’t see Neville there. He must have left before you got there

You knew his grandmother could be harsh with her words, but you didn’t understand why he was suddenly upset about this

“My parents would never had done something so stupid”

Your hand froze, Neville never spoke about his parents. You had assumed they were dead because he was living with his grandmother.

Then you scooted closer to Neville so that he could put his head in your lap and continue to pet his hair

He didn’t fight it but once his head was in your lap a sob escaped his lips

“Neville, you can’t be so hard on yourself. It was an honest mistake”

Then he weeped even harder and started to babble about his parents but you couldn’t understand

“It’s not fair” he sobbed

You didn’t know what to do so you just comforted him brushing his hair

It took him a couple of minutes before he calmed down

“They were auror’s you know” he muttered

“I was one when it happened. When they were tortured by the death eater, Bellatrix Lestrange,” he sniffled and wiped his nose with his hand.

“They were sent to Saint Mungos, where they live now. They don’t even know who I am”

Hearing this broke your heart and a few tears left your eyes

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After that day you spent more time with Neville

He didn’t mean to be so vulnerable with you but he was glad to have finally told someone

And he was especially grateful that you didn’t tell anyone about it

For a couple of weeks you were more touchy with him

He felt awkward at first but he liked the occasional hugs and when you played with his hair

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When he left home that summer he found himself thinking about you often

He was happy to see that he received a letter from you the first week he was home and the two of you would write to each other

He kept all your letters in a shoe box

He missed you and looked forward to when he could see you again

Then one night he found himself falling asleep to rereading your letters

He dreamt about you for the first time, in what would be a series of dreams

The two of you were sitting under a tree and he was laying in your lap

You were playing with his hair, like you occasionally did in real life

He was looking up at you and he found himself staring at your eyes

He never realized how pretty your eyes were or how your lips were shaped so perfectly

You smiled down at him and he thought your smile was the most beautiful thing in the world

He instantly felt butterflies in his stomach and felt the heat rise to his face

You caressed his cheek and then you leaned down to kiss him

Then he was abruptly woken up by his alarm clock

There was cold sweat on Neville’s forehead and his heart was pounding

“Oh no” he said laying down in his bed

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And his crush on you started his mommy kink started

He couldn’t get you out of his mind

Wherever he went, he found himself thinking about you

He even started to have multiple dreams about you

Some were cute innocent dreams were the two of you would cuddle

And some were not so innocent

But as a young teenager in the 90s with no sex eduaction he didn’t really know what was going on down there for girls so all he could dream about were your boobs, thighs, hips, and ass

A particular recurring dream he would have was were the two of you were naked and he would lay his head in your lap and suck on your tits

In his dream you would brush your fingers through his hair like you would do in real life to help calm him down

As he nuzzled into your chest he would get a raging erection

One of your hands would stay playing with his hair while the other slowly made its way to touch him

And every time he would wake up in a cold sweat and find a mess in his briefs

He didn’t mind the dreams but the closer school was approaching the more terrified he was about how he would act around you

Let’s just say that there were plenty of embarrassing moments for him

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When the two of you finally became a couple in the middle of 6th year and the two of you had taken your relationship slow, not that you really had a choice

You had only gotten together after winter break and afterwards things were pretty much the same; except with more kissing and hand holding obviously

Then after Dumbledors death at the end of your sixth year marked off the start of the war

It was pretty difficult to have a physical relationship with Neville during your seventh year with the war going on and having to make sure Neville didn’t get hurt in his attempts to stand up to the Carrows

It wasn’t until after leaving Hogwarts when the two of you moved in together that the two of you decided to have sex for the first time

You found out Neville was a little on the submissive side in bed after a couple of months which you didn’t mind at all

But the way you found out about his mommy kink was on accident

You were riding his face furiously one night and screaming his name

Neville's eyes were rolled to the back of his head as usual as he eat you out

His mind was foggy and he wasn’t really understanding what he was saying

Not that you could hear him anyway as his mouth was full of pussy

But the things he was mumbling into your pussy were his most secret thoughts

"Use me, please use me"

"I'm yours"

"I want to be under your control"

"Let me please you"

"Mommy"

All these things came out as incomprehensible moans and cries

But as you reached your crashing point your breathing quickened and you tugged on his hair

Neville mewled at his hair being pulled and groped at your thighs and hips to pull you closer to him as you came all over his mouth and chin

As you sat up from Neville’s face he whimpered a quiet "mommy" with his eyes blissfully closed, a smile on his face, and your juices glistening on his lips

Hearing Neville call you "mommy" gave you butterflies in your stomach

You sat on his bare chest as he came down from his high

It was only after he had caught his breath and stared up at you did he find you already looking down at him fondly

“Is that what you want to call me?” you smirked and brushed a strand of hair out of his face

“What?” Neville was completely confused

“Mommy?” you said dreamily

Then his eyes widened in horror. He was never supposed to say that out loud. You were never supposed to find out

Neville was so embarrassed all he could do was hid his face into your legs

You giggled at this

You thought he was so cute when ever he turned red

"Please can we just forget about that!" He said trying to get out from under you

Then you sat on his neck with his chin right under your pussy and your thighs squeezing the sides of his head

"Where do you think you're going?" You said in a stern voice

Neville just looked up at you eye lids half closed and a whimper escaping his lips

He could feel his dick twitch at the feeling of being chocked by your thighs

"Mommy's not done with you yet"

Neville's bottom lip quivered as you caressed his face between your thighs

His hardened cock ached for your touch but all it could do was stain against his stomach

"Mommy" he managed to yelp out

That was the beginning of a long night

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pixydustworld · 1 year

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The war began on a Thursday, but if you asked Hermione Granger, the war had begun their first year. Eleven years old, knobby knees shaking as they faced Voldemort in the school dungeons.

A lifetime of fighting.

Everything after that blurred together, the gore of it all. Broken limbs and bleeding bodies — the screams of the dying, the weariness of the realization that the war was their new reality. That nothing would ever change. That the life they had before, was lost forever.

Child soldiers, fighting a war that wasn’t even their own, not really. Even Harry was part of a big picture, his role decided for him long before he was born. Defending a world that didn’t want her; the fighting was monotonous.

And then one morning, Hermione found Draco Malfoy’s broken body just beyond their property line, and that, in itself, was something new.

Something different.

She stood over him for a long time, watching as his chest struggled to breathe shallow breaths. In her mind, he hadn’t changed. She remembered him untouched by the war, a boy sneering in the school hallways.

That wasn’t the man who stared back at her.

He was frozen under her stare. Maybe he was shocked to see how she looked, too. Remembered her differently, didn’t remember her at all. Couldn’t believe that out of everyone, he’d had the terrible luck to be found by her.

Now, he’d never be free of her.

“Why are you here?” Unflinching. It was war, after all. And he was the enemy. She'd seen him on the other side of the battlefield too many times to convince herself of his innocence.

“Luna.” He gritted out. “She told me to come here if I ever changed my mind.” The snow beneath his body was stained with his blood, ruining the pristine surface. Dirtying it.

“Change your mind?”

“This is never going to end.” Malfoy said softly, “Not the with the way your people are fighting. I can help.”

“Help?” She felt like a broken children’s toy, repeating all of his words.

“Yes.” He said flatly. “Are you going to repeat that, too?”

“No.” Hermione snapped. “Why would Luna tell you to come here?”

He shrugged, looking perfect, even as he bled out in the snow. “Family has to stick together.”

Cousins, so similar, yet different. Same upturned nose, same white hair and pale skin, same glittering eyes — same blood, running through their veins. Hermione wondered if Malfoy had her smile, wondered if they both took their tea with 4 sugars.

Wondered if, maybe, they had been friends, once. Eager to see the other during the holidays, hours spent together, giggling over nothing and everything. Wondered, if perhaps, Luna Lovegood had unintentionally turned the tide in the war, granting them safe passage through the storm.

“This won’t be easy for you.” Hermione said, not to be cruel, but just to be honest, “Trust is earned, not given.”

As it turned out, it was easy for him.

Harry partnered with him on missions, their skills together in battle annoyingly good — Ron, who Hermione had once considered an impenetrable fortress of hatred against Malfoy, relented like an eager puppy (desperate for belly pats) and played Wizard Chess with him every evening.

He helped Neville in the garden, he laughed with Ginny while they made potions, he listened intently to Cho’s strategy meetings, asking the questions that were already on the tip of Hermione’s tongue.

Once, Hermione had overheard a conversation in the medical tent that made her head spin. “Malfoy, you’re such a good healer,” Padma had said,“I’m so glad you defected. I’m not sure what we would’ve done without you.”

“I think Granger was taking care of the lot of you, just fine on her own.” Had been his terrifying reply.

“Oh, yes!” Padma had rushed to say, “No, Hermione is brilliant.”

“She is.” Malfoy had said, not sounding afraid to admit it.

She wasn’t sure how to categorize her feelings for him, they were overpowering and heavy; she wanted to hold him close, she wanted to set him on fire. Hermione wanted, desperately wanted, a reason to not trust him — to prove to everyone that he hadn’t changed.

But, because the world was cruel, and Hermione was supremely unlucky, these opportunities never seemed arise.

Instead, Malfoy seemed to only further prove himself as a trusted member of the order, and Hermione was beginning to miserably feel as if she was the only person in the world who saw him for who he had been once, not who he was now.

“Maybe you should give him a break.” Ron said one evening, “He’s changed a lot.”

Ron, Ron was telling her to be nice to Malfoy — to find peace, to let everything go. Ron, who once had fashioned a dartboard with Malfoy’s face as the bullseye. Ron, who on more occasions than Hermione could count, had talked in great length and detail about what hexes he’d like to use on Malfoy, if given the opportunity.

“He hasn’t changed at all.” Hermione had replied.

It sounded like a lie, even to her own forgiving ears.

But the worst part was seeing him with Luna.

It seemed as if everything melted away in her presence, stripped down to the bones; Luna made him human, thawing the ice that had grown for years across his skin. Hermione often found them together, whispering over the fire — making up for wasted time, perhaps. Falling back in to their easy routine from their childhood.

He did have her smile, but he also had her laugh; a loud noise, cracking through the air.

He should laugh more often, Hermione found herself thinking. And then: Or he should never laugh at all.

She hoped his influence on everyone would fade, a temporary effect, but it only seemed to grow, evolving into something more as time passed. A part of them that she had to learn to accept.

In her worst moments, Hermione reminded herself of all the terrifying things she’d already done in her life: fought in a war, flown a dragon, lived in a tent with two teenage boys — facing Malfoy should be easy, in comparison.

Her breaking point came when he was chosen to lead a mission.

“You’re leaving me behind?”

He didn't look up from the map. “You’re too important for a simple raiding mission.”

“You don’t get to decide what I’m too important for.” Didn’t he understand? This was the only thing she was good at, fighting was the only thing she knew how to do anymore. If he took that away, Hermione would have nothing — and then, everyone would see that. See her for what she really was.

A smile, barely there. “I do.” He said, “As the leader. Deciding things is in the job description.”

“Fuck you,” Hermione spit. “You’re just doing this to control me.” He still wouldn’t look at her, which was infuriating. Malfoy was always looking at her, watching her every move — but now, in this moment, when she was so desperate for it, he refused to meet her eyes.

“I don’t think anyone could control you,” Malfoy sighed, looking tired. Perhaps his leadership role was taking time away from his beauty sleep, “Least of all me.”

Hermione narrowed her eyes.

“I understand that you hate me.” Malfoy continued, finally looking at her, “I get that. It’s a miracle that you even stand to breathe the same air as me. I was never good, not like you. But I’m trying.”

“Try harder.” Hermione said.

He rewarded her with a smile, then, wide and all encompassing. “You see everything so clearly, don’t you?”

“I do.”

“Hm.” He said, “Perhaps you should take a step back. You are the brightest thing I’ve ever seen, more powerful than any god I can think of, and you’re upset that I’m not bringing you on a pointless mission? Why would I force you to be near me? To trust me? To put your life in my hands?”

“That is not the point — ” She wanted to scream that she wanted to be near him, wanted to be by his side, wanted to be as far away from him as possible. Hermione survived because she understood, and it was terrifying, the way she didn’t understand him.

“That is the point I’m making, actually. You should see yourself the way others do. The way I do.” His eyes were glassy. “Golden. You’re untouchable.”

Hermione didn't feel that way, dirtied by the terribleness of the war, gaping wounds of loneliness littered across her skin; she felt like a poor imitation of herself, like someone had tried to draw her from memory. But here was Draco Malfoy of all people, seeing her clearly.

As if it was easy for him, simple, like breathing.

Maybe, there was truth in his words. She hated the nickname, felt like it was a cruel joke; but perhaps, it was given to her for a reason. See yourself the way others see you, the wind seemed to sigh. See yourself the way he sees you.

“I might not get a happy ending,” he was saying, “No one will build a statue in my honor. And that’s perfectly fine. My reward is here, in this moment. In the light in your eyes. In the realization that you’re brighter than all of us.”

She thought of how he’d changed, whether she liked to admit it or not; how she felt warm whenever he was near. A feeling she often confused with anger, but perhaps, it was something else, something new.

Something different.

And then, everything made sense, all at once.

A horrifying realization, but at least, it seemed, she wasn’t alone in this. Whatever rolling feeling she felt for him, he felt for her, too.

“Do you know why I came here?” Malfoy asked, voice soft, like she was a wounded animal that needed soothing. Maybe she was.

“For Luna.” Hermione said, that sharp edge she’d grown so familiar with lacking from her voice. “You told me when I found you.”

Malfoy grinned, but it didn’t quite reach his eyes. “I thought I had died. I’d been wondering the woods for hours when you found me. Luna, she told me where to find the camp, but not how to get in. I’ve never been lucky.” He said, “It seemed a fitting fate for me, to die an inch away from salvation — but then, you found me. And I thought to myself: How lucky am I, to get a glimpse of happiness, before my suffering begins?”

The strange look on his face, how he’d looked so lost — frozen on the ground. Hermione had found him in the snow and everything had been set in motion.

“But then, you let me in,” he continued, “You hated me, but you let me in.”

Hermione was silent, watching as he ripped apart her memory, rearranging it to his version of events — she’d been prepared for a fight, but nothing could have prepared her for whatever this was.

“Luna told me to come when I was ready, but I didn’t come for her.”

“Who?” Hermione’s voice was stronger than she expected, unwavering. “Say it.”

“I came for you.” He said. “To be near you, that would be enough.”

“You never talked to me — ” Hermione’s head was spinning. The lengths that he’d gone to avoid her, to give her space to snarl at him, to hate him, were incomprehensible. He felt so deeply, yet seemed content to sit in his misery. To live through the pain.

Pain, that Hermione was beginning to recognize, as something familiar. Something she felt, too. Without even noticing it.

“I’m not a fool,” Malfoy said, eyes colder than a moment before, “I know how you feel about me. I wouldn’t subject you to my feelings, knowing you don’t reciprocate them.” He took a deep breath. “Being near you,” he repeated, “is enough.”

“What if it isn’t enough for me?”

The question left her chest without permission, bursting from its cage, hanging in the air between them. In the background, Hermione heard people moving about — heard Ron’s laugh, heard Harry’s voice in the cacophony; but in the tent, time seemed to slow.

Malfoy was very still. Watching her with sharp eyes, flickering across her face, looking for cracks to slip between.

Hadn’t she once been brave? A few minutes ago, even. When she’d stormed into his tent, ready for a fight? Where was that version of herself now?

“Your feelings aren’t completely unreciprocated.” Was the only thing that came out of Hermione’s mouth. She could feel the blush overtaking her face, splotching down her neck, could feel the way his eyes tracked over it.

Malfoy nodded. “I see.” He said quietly. And then, he was touching her. A gentle brush of fingers across her arm, warmth tracing after his touch. So soft, a juxtaposition to his dark uniform, the sharp knife strapped to his leg, wand holster on his arm.

His fingers trailed upwards, until they danced across her throat, pausing at her trembling pulse. “I will take whatever you give me.” He breathed, “I’ll never ask for more. I’ll be grateful for what I’m given, and I’ll know I’m not worthy enough for more.”

It sounded like a speech he’d rehearsed in the mirror — and perhaps it was. A mantra he repeated to himself, over and over. Remnant of his old life; one he’d effortlessly left behind.

For her, she realized. For the chance to be near her, to exist in the same place.

In the end, Hermione’s hand made the choice for her — reaching up to his, fingers sliding easily along his flesh. Feeling his pulse jumping on the inside of his wrist, a pattern she would soon know by heart.

“You can have everything.”

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realitybitesyouknowit · 1 year

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Harry Potter & Voldemort Characters: Harry Potter, Tom Riddle | Voldemort, Lavender Brown Additional Tags: Crack, Dark Comedy, Therapy, Harry Potter is Not the Boy-Who-Lived, Harry Potter is So Done, Adult Harry Potter Summary:

Harry Potter is a perfectly ordinary mind-healer, he wants nothing to do with any Dark Lords. Voldemort didn't get the memo and he wouldn't have read it if he had.

In which Voldemort goes to therapy to become a better Dark Lord, not a better person.

#Harry Potter #Mind healer Harry #fanfiction #ao3 #Harry is so done #Secretary Lavender #Harry is not the BWL #BWL Neville #Harry still ends up tied in the graveyard go figure #crack #therapy

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dramioneasks · 3 months

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With/Without You - Stein048 - E, WIP - Based off/Inspired by the movie “Me Before You”. Draco Malfoy has been living alone at Malfoy Manor- that is, except for the constant presence of his mother and father. An accident at the Ministry left him paralyzed from the waist down. For five years, his sour mood has run off every healer his parents have hired. That is, until they receive an offer from a witch that very well may be just as stubborn, if not more so, than their son. Hermione Granger is a bright and outgoing witch who is up for a challenge; word is, Draco is cynical and rude to every caretaker and none of the healers are willing to work with him, but that does not deter her. Her unforgiving, bold and optimistic personality begins to chip away at the ice around Draco’s heart, and as their bond deepens, will he find a reason worth living?

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t1oui · 12 days

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no voldemort au where jegulus raises harry and marpanlily raises luna. sirius, remus, peter, barty, and evan are the cool uncles while dorcas and marlene are the cool aunts. there's nobleflower who got together later in life and who are currently living in one of the black family's ancestral homes in france with neville and draco. (frank is around frequently and lucius isn't around at all.)

neville and draco being brothers. neville telling alice about draco's crush on blaise and draco chasing him around the school, landing them both in detention.

luna and harry being siblings. while neville and draco, their cousins, are fighting, they simply sit back and watch. they adore each other and, if they can help it, are almost never seen apart.

harry being a slytherin. he rooms with draco and blaise, is best friends with pansy, and still frequently visits hermione, ron, and neville up in gryffindor tower.

pansy and harry (and vincent and greg) have been losing their minds for years over draco and blaise's pining. the two of them finally get together when harry tells them to shag and spends the rest of the night in ron and neville's room. the next morning, it takes a glance at draco and blaise and him wiggling his eyebrows to get a detention from snape.

harry and luna firecalling lily from the hearth in ravenclaw tower at least two or three times a week. the two of them talking to her about homework, crushes, and their latest exploits in teasing draco.

their parents showing them how to become animagi, which leads to narcissa and alice wanting to learn how, too. mcgonagall giving her students a fond eyeroll when their words are slurred in class because, really, it is quite obvious when you're hiding a leaf underneath your tongue.

harry being best friends with the patil twins, some of the few people outside of his dad's family that he shares a culture with. him spending hours in the library studying with padma, even longer out on the quidditch pitch flying with parvati.

harry, who's been dating cedric since his fourth year (where he watched the tournament instead of competing), and padma, who isn't interested in romance, being the cause of at least 90% of hogwarts's couples: dean and seamus, draco and blaise, luna and ginny, neville and hannah, hermione and pansy, and - of course - parvati and lavender.

remus being the d.a.d.a. professor from harry's first year through to his seventh, and retiring soon after when harry decides he wants the position himself. neville becoming the herbology professor, pansy and blaise going to potions and charms, but draco deciding to become a healer. ("what the hell are we meant to talk about if we're all bloody teachers?" he asked them once, much to his friends' amusement.)

cedric becomes the transfiguration professor when dumbledore finally agrees to retire and promote mcgonagall, and cho spends three years playing for puddlemere united before becoming the school's newest, coolest flying instructor. hermione surprises no one by rising through the ranks to minister for magic, and pansy quickly finds herself the chief editor of the daily prophet. rita skeeter quickly finds herself without a job. ron becomes an auror, a job he excels at, and during a mission in bulgaria he finds himself running into viktor krum. harry and padma see an opportunity.

every summer without fail, harry finds himself curled up on regulus and james's couch with a book, legs tangled with luna's or draco's or nev's or sometimes cedric's. he spends hours flying above the burrow's fields with the weasleys, spends long summer days taking lessons from krum because even in regulus's increasing age, he's the best seeker harry's ever seen.

harry spends his evenings sitting on the porch of his late grandparents' farmhouse, braiding hermione's hair the way pandora and mary taught him when he was young. the adults are inside. pansy is curled into hermione, flipping through a copy of witch weekly while luna sits on harry's other side and flips through her own copy of the quibbler.

neville is showing hannah and blaise some sort of frog by the creek that lavender is swimming in with seamus, dean, and the patil twins. up high in the sky, ron, draco, and cedric are flying with viktor, ginny, and cho in a two-vs-two match that is most definitely in the latter team's favor.

here, harry thinks, is home.

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