#Tonks/Kinglsey

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Could you tell us more about Kingsleys fondness and protectiveness of Harry. Love u to bits xxxx

What’s that?  A Kingsley Shacklebolt meta, you say?  Don’t mind if I do!

A relatively common and much-loved comment I get from some of my readers is that they never gave Kingsley much of a second thought before reading Knowing Where to Look.  Let’s change that, because I need company in over-thinking about random side characters.  Plus, I find Kingsley Shacklebolt so damn cool and other people should too!  For such a small character who is mostly just in the background throughout canon, I am always so impressed by the volumes of information one can glean from his tiny one sentence lines.  So, let’s start by looking at a few of these moments.

I’ll begin with the first time we meet him in Order of the Phoenix where he is part of the Advance Guard.  I remember just falling in love with Kingsley right from the first time I read this chapter at roughly 2am the night the book was released.  A few notable lines I present for consideration:

“‘Yeah, I see what you mean, Remus […]  He looks exactly like, James.’”

“‘A surprising number of people volunteered to come and get you,’ said Lupin as though he had read Harry’s mind; the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.”

“‘Remus says you’re a good flier,’ said Kingsley Shacklebolt in his deep voice.  ‘He’s excellent,’ said Lupin […]”

“Kingsley Shacklebolt and Sturgis Podmore were examining the microwave and Hestia Jones was laughing at a potato peeler […]”

“‘I’m just telling the boy the plan,’ growled Moody. ‘Our job’s to deliver him safely to headquarters, and if we die in the attempt—’   ‘No one’s going to die,’ said Kingsley Shacklebolt in his deep, calming voice.”

Information I infer from this first encounter:

Kingsley is highly trusted by Dumbledore and the rest of the Order despite having only been a member for a month or so.  (I’m fairly certain he was not in the Order during the first war.)

Kingsley knew James on a personal level.  He’s on a first-name basis, he remembers his appearance well, and Remus would have had no other reason to comment that Harry looked like him if he did not.

Kingsley is curious about Harry—likely in part secondary to Harry’s fame, but also, I suspect, on a more personal level (whether his apparent past relationship with James or his current one with Remus and Sirius).

Remus talks about Harry when Harry’s not around (I could probably write a whole meta on this sad and sweet observation, but I shall resist and stick to the topic at hand).  We’ll come back to this.

He’s pure-blood or at least was raised with minimal exposure to Muggle technology.

He’s calm and level-headed and not afraid to call out melodrama, though he’ll do so patiently, respectfully, and gently. 

We have several smaller encounters going forward in OotP that I also find telling:

“[Kingsley and Mr. Weasley] were talking to each other as though they hardly knew each other. […] ‘Here,’ said Kingsley brusquely to Mr. Weasley, shoving a sheaf of parchment into his hand, ‘I need as much information as possible on flying Muggle vehicles sighted in the last twelve months.  We’ve received information that Black might still be using his old motorcycle.’  Kinglsey tipped Harry an enormous wink and added, in a whisper, ‘Give him the magazine, he might find it interesting.’  Then he said in normal tones, ‘And don’t take too long, Weasley, the delay on that firelegs report held up our investigation for a month.’”

“‘Molly, I’ll be late, I’m covering for Tonks, but Kingsley might be dropping in for dinner—'”

Harry caught the sound of his own name.  Kingsley Shacklebolt’s deep voice was audible even over the surrounding chatter.  ‘—why Dumbledore didn’t make Potter a prefect?” said Kingsley.  ‘He’ll have had his reasons,’ replied Lupin.  ‘But it would’ve shown confidence in him.  It’s what I’d’ve done,’ persisted Kingsley.  ‘’specially with the Daily Prophet having a go at him every few days…’

“Kingsley had run forward to continue Sirius’s duel with Bellatrix.”

“‘Alastor Moody, Nymphadora Tonks, Kingsley Shacklebolt, and Remus Lupin were all at headquarters [with Sirius] when [Snape] made contact.’”

My take-aways:

Kingsley has a good poker-face and can act a part that is required of him.

Kingsley is kind and considerate.  He goes out of his way to send Sirius a copy of the Quibbler with an article featuring Sirius/Stubby Boardman, for no other reason than to make Sirius smile in a time when Sirius had precious little to smile about.  Kingsley, in other words, is a big ol’ sweetie.

Kingsley drops in for dinner and any little festivities that happen at headquarters or with the Weasleys a few times throughout the series and is clearly welcomed any time, even when not truly on Order business.  Along with this, I speculate he doesn’t have much by way of family or close personal connections outside of his friends at the Order.

Even when he has only just met Harry, Kingsley is already concerned for his feelings (not just his physical safety) when Dumbledore doesn’t make Harry a prefect.  He is observant enough to notice that Harry is out of sorts and disappointed, which no other character particularly seems to notice.  He’s already attuned to Harry’s moods even then.

Also from this same moment, we see that Kingsley is one of the few characters who doesn’t seem to entirely blindly assume everything Dumbledore does is best.  He doubts Dumbledore’s judgment when he doesn’t make Harry a prefect. What else might he doubt?

Kingsley is brave and loyal.  He jumps in to duel with the most ruthless Death Eater present who just killed his friend.  Later, he does it again with Voldemort who he believes has just killed Harry.

Moody, Tonks, Remus, Sirius, and Kingsley are often described together.  From their interactions, I see these five having a particular bond, beyond that of simply colleagues.  They’re friends. What do all of Kingsley’s friends have in common?  (1) They all have affection for Harry they show in one form or another throughout the series.  (2) They all die.  I’ll let that sit for a moment—we’ll come back to it.

Now we come to The Half Blood Prince and Deathly Hallows:

“‘I’m not getting rid of Kingsley Shacklebolt, if that’s what you’re suggesting!’ said the Prime Minister hotly.  ‘He’s highly efficient, gets through twice the work as the rest of them—’”

“‘All right,’ [Uncle Vernon] said, stopping in front of Harry yet again. ‘All right, let’s say, for the sake of argument, we accept this protection.  I still don’t see why we can’t have that Kingsley bloke.’  Harry managed not to roll his eyes, but with difficulty.  This question had also been addressed half a dozen times.  ‘As I’ve told you,’ he said through gritted teeth, ‘Kingsley is protecting the Mug—I mean, your Prime Minister.’  ‘Exactly— he’s the best!’ said Uncle Vernon, pointing at the blank television screen.  The Dursleys had spotted Kingsley on the news, walking along discreetly behind the Muggle Prime Minister as he visited a hospital.  This, and the fact that Kingsley had mastered the knack of dressing like a Muggle, not to mention a certain reassuring something in his slow, deep voice, had caused the Dursleys to take to Kingsley in a way that they had certainly not done with any other wizard, although it was true that they had never seen him with his earring in.”

“‘Miss Granger with Kingsley, again by thestral—’ Hermione looked reassured as she answered Kingsley’s smile.

“Kingsley showed no pleasure at the sight of any of them.  Over Hermione’s shoulder, Harry saw him raise his wand and point it at Lupin’s chest.  ‘The last words Albus Dumbledore spoke to the pair of us?’  ‘Harry is the best hope we have.  Trust him,’ said Lupin calmly.  […] ‘All right, all right!’ said Kingsley, stowing his wand back beneath his cloak.  ‘But someone betrayed us!  They knew, they knew it was tonight!’   ‘So it seems,’ replied Lupin, ‘but apparently they did not realize that there would be seven Harrys.’  ‘Small comfort!’ snarled Kingsley.

“‘Now they’ve put a Taboo on [Voldemort’s name], anyone who says it is trackable—quick-and-easy way to find Order members!  They nearly got Kingsley—'  ‘You’re kidding?’  ‘Yeah, a bunch of Death Eaters cornered him, Bill said, but he fought his way out.  He’s on the run now, just like us.’

“‘I’d like to appeal to all our listeners to emulate their example, perhaps casting a protective charm over any Muggle dwellings in your street.  Many lives could be saved if such simple measures are taken.’  ‘And what would you say, Royal, to those listeners who reply that in these dangerous times, it should be Wizards first?’ asked Lee.  ‘I’d say that it’s one short step from Wizards first to Purebloods first, and then to Death Eaters,’ replied Kingsley.  ‘We’re all human, aren’t we?  Every human life is worth the same, and worth saving.’

“[…] Kingsley had stepped forward on the raised platform to address those who had remained behind [to take part in the Battle of Hogwarts].  ‘We’ve only got half an hour until midnight, so we need to act fast!  A battle plan has been agreed between the teachers of Hogwarts and the Order of the Phoenix.’

“Voldemort was now dueling McGonagall, Slughorn, and Kingsley all at once.”

“One shivering second of silence, the shock of the moment suspended: and then the tumult broke around Harry as the screams and the cheers and the roars of the watchers rent the air.  The fierce new sun dazzled the windows as they thundered toward him, and the first to reach him were Ron and Hermione, and it was their arms that were wrapped around him, their incomprehensible shouts that deafened him.  Then Ginny, Neville, and Luna were there, and then all the Weasleys and Hagrid, and Kingsley and McGonagall and Flitwick and Sprout, and Harry could not hear a word that anyone was shouting, nor tell whose hands were seizing him, pulling him, trying to hug some part of him […]”

Observations:

Kingsley is likeable and has a skill for garnering trust.  Both the Prime Minister and Uncle Vernon trust him despite having a general dislike for wizard-kind.

Kingsley is clever and adaptable and a good actor.  We see fascination with a microwave in OotP suggesting he had minimal exposure to the Muggle world, but by DH, he is already able to play the part of a Muggle, dress like them, and conform to their society, something that the likes of Arthur Weasley, who has obsessively studied Muggles for years, never manages.  He even knows enough to take out his earing (which he otherwise always seems to wear) to better appeal to the Dursleys conservative views.

A small speculation to which we can never know an answer but… Given that he knew Harry was listening, is it possible Kingsley’s choice of security question for Remus was intentionally chosen to offer Harry a little assurance that they had faith in him?

Kingsley is constantly described as calm and cool throughout all sorts of strife in the series, be he is not entirely unflappable.  After the Battle of the Seven Potters, the man is visibly livid, and I love it!  At no other time do we see so many exclamation marks in his speech.  He has suddenly been forced to face the possibility that one of his friends betrayed them, and he is not okay!  Even after this speech, he is totally flustered: he laughs derisively at Hermione’s naivety in an uncharacteristically impatient way; he seems panicked when he hears Voldemort had gone after Harry directly; he’s pacing the yard in a way that reminds Harry of Uncle Vernon as they’re waiting for the others to come back; he nearly comes to blows when Arthur arrives and is trying to get past him to see George… Can someone just please give the man a hug?  (Obviously, this is a trait I’ve exploited in KwtL.  Betrayal by a friend is definitely a sore spot for him.) 

The Trio sees Kingsley as untouchable.  Hermione’s relieved to be paired with him when they leave the Dursley’s house (and to not have to ride a broom).  Harry’s shocked to hear of him in hiding in much the same way they are.  They’re thrilled when they hear him speaking on the radio.  They have unwavering awe and respect for Kingsley.

Again, I speculate that Kingsley doesn’t have a romantic partner or children.  When Kingsley goes on the run, there is no mention of family which would have been a big concern if he had one. 

Kingsley has a strong sense of morality and a drive to stand up for those weak and defenseless. Despite the fact that his blood status and that his family was one of the Sacred Twenty-Eight would likely allow him to simply sit out the war safely, he’s still in the midst of it, constantly fighting for the little guy.

Kingsley is a natural leader, but he really only takes up the mantel when he has to (ie, Dumbledore and Moody are dead and the Order is leaderless)

Just another reminder that Kingsley dueled Voldemort and he’s a badass.

Kingsley is one of the first to rush to Harry after he’s defeated Voldemort.  He’s listed among all the people who love Harry most.  (Shut up, I’m not crying, you’re crying.)

So we come to what is perhaps more your question, kind Anon. What is Harry and Kingsley’s relationship like post-war.  As you point out, I write him as having fondness and protectiveness for Harry right from the beginning of Knowing Where to Look, and I have had readers challenge me (kindly) that Harry and Kingsley really weren’t that close in canon. 

I’ll agree that Harry was not close with Kingsley, but I’m here to argue that that’s not entirely true the other way around.  I think there’s subtle hints that Kingsley was fond and protective of Harry in canon.  Whenever Kingsley knew Harry was in danger, he came running.  I don’t think that was just duty to the Order.  There’s a personal component there as well.

We know that at least Remus and likely Sirius spoke of Harry amongst other Order members.  Before he even met Harry, Kingsley would have heard about Harry in ways that most strangers would not have heard of him.  It’s almost certain he knew many of the details of Harry’s experience in the graveyard when Voldemort returned (most all Order members would have been briefed on this when the Order was reestablished). He had likely heard tales from Sirius and Remus of how Harry braved Dementors and werewolves and time travel to rescue Sirius.  Maybe even rumors of his exploits with the Chamber of Secrets and the Philosopher’s Stone which Remus may have picked up from other professors when he taught at Hogwarts.  Remus even spoke of Harry enough to have mentioned that he looked like James— something that would have had no bearing on the mission.  The point is, the people surrounding Kingsley loved Harry, and I think that affection would naturally have bled into him just from the types of stories they were likely to tell about him. 

Then, all those people who surrounded Kingsley and who loved Harry die.  I think it’s very natural that as his friends— who were all so committed to protecting Harry— all died one-by-one, Kingsley would have taken up that mantel and felt the need to protect him in their place.  Even if it wasn’t one hundred percent from his own personal affection at first, he would have felt this a duty he owed his departed friends who all died in the name of keeping Harry safe.  After Harry emerges from hiding, older and more independent than ever, I think it would have been challenging for Kingsley to accept that Harry is not that kid he needs to protect (hence his sometimes-unwelcome paternal instincts in KwtL).  Furthermore, given my theory that he is without family and especially after the loss of so many Order friends and colleagues, post-war Kingsley may have been a little starved for affection himself which may have encouraged him to reach out more to Harry as he struggled with the isolation of his position of power. 

In conclusion, Kingsley loves Harry, and no one can convince me otherwise.  He’s prepared to give up his career for him, and though Harry would be completely devastated to know it, he’s prepared to give up his life for him. 

(A few random and less-related but perhaps still interesting headcanons:  As I mentioned above, I doubt he is married or has children.  I headcanon him married to his job and decidedly single and generally fine with that (who knows, maybe even aroace?).  I know his age is never really stated or implied, but I headcanon him to be a few years older than the Mauraders.  His vibe in the books just says forty-something for some reason.  My completely unfounded headcanon is that the Shacklebolt and Potter Families were friends—Kingsley’s and James’s parents moved in the same social circles, throwing Kingsley and James together enough growing up to be friendly but not besties.  Friendly enough that he may have attended Lily and James’s wedding, for example, but not so friendly as to have followed him into the Order the first time around.  Again, these bits are purely my imagination and yes have no real importance to the story.)

Thanks for the Ask, Anon!  I clearly have thought way too much about this. I hope you enjoy the insights into how my brain builds on characterization as I’m writing some of these smaller side-characters. Love ya back!

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Tonks, to Kinglsey:

Bellatrix, circa 1995:

Sirius:

Narcissa:

Sirius, walking into a room:

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|marrón pt.1? | imagine

post-azkaban sirius x reader with brown eyes

w.c:+2k

warnings: eventual smut?, cursing

description: reader is an ex-auror from america who joins the order

pt. 2

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Brown eyes watched as tattooed hands scraped against dark stubble, and it was one of the most exhilarating sights she had seen in a while. Something was arousing by the rings he wore on his fingers and the wrinkles forming around his eyes and mouth. She wanted to trace the vein on the right side of his neck with her tongue before shoving him down into her bed. Holy shit, she was horrible. This man was over ten years her senior, and his Godson sat right beside him while she was having these vile thoughts.

 They didn’t even know each other that well. She looked over to where Remus sat on his other side and frowned. It was odd. Usually, she fell all over herself for guys like Remus, the cute nerdy type. She had never liked someone like Sirius, someone like herself.

She had been an auror for MACUSA until about a year ago before she was asked to resign. It was late August when she and her friends decided to drive to Montauk in the middle of the night. She used the term friends, but they had been more like family, well, the only family she had ever had anyway. The only thing she remembered from that night was Connor's arm being thrown in front of her, the sensation of falling, watching a man searching through their destroyed car from the pavement, and then waking up to them all being dead. Those who had made her shit life somewhat better were gone and never coming back.

She looked back to Sirius, who laughed at something Tonks said. When was the last time she had truly laughed? How could he laugh after he, too, had his only family taken away, his youth, his essence? How had he not given into the dementors?

After all her friends died, she had been forced by the auror department to go to therapy; they said she had gotten dangerously violent with perps and that she wasn't allowed out in the field until she got the all-clear from the assigned therapist- that obviously didn't happen. She didn't just sit idly by and work on her 'mental health' or whatever; she got her ass out there and worked. But she supposed this 'work' wasn't very honorable... or legal for that matter.

Somehow Kinglsey found her one night after a job. He knew she was a witch immediately, even though she refused to use her wand for a job just in case MACUSA tried to trace it. He said it had been the weed she was smoking, funny enough. Magically grown marijuana has a distinct smell that differs from regular weed significantly.

  “ I’m sorry dear, where are you staying again?” asked Molly Weasley from across the table, “ I can’t remember for the life of me,”

“ Oh, I didn’t say say, “ (Y/N) said with a polite smile. She supposed the conversation shifted over to her without noticing; great, “ I’m kinda just hopping around from hotels to erm friend’s places,”

Arthur smiled, " Ah! So you have friends here? That's great to hear!"

(Y/N) couldn't help but snort as she thought of all the hookups she had had while being here only a little over a month. Did she really call them friends? She slammed her hand over her mouth before collecting herself and clearing her thoughts, " Excuse me, " she said, fighting a smile, " Sorry, um, inside joke, " she clarified, " I don't really have friends here; I kinda just float around and meet new people-,"

" You've been staying with strangers!" screeched Molly, (Y/N) turned to her left to see the older witch clutching her coat in her hands and looking at (y/n) in absolute horror, " That just won't do. Maybe you can stay with us-,"

(Y/N) jumped up and laughed awkwardly while holding her hands in front of her chest, " Oh no, I'm fine!" she assured the older woman, " I. . ."

What the fuck did she even say? I like fucking people I don't know? I like going out and waking up in random places?

(Y/N) was beginning to panic now. She had paused for too long, and now the conversation had gained the attention of everyone in the room. The (y/h/c) settled with smiling and repeating what she had just said, " I'm fine, "

She convinced absolutely no one.

Tonks raised a pink brow before her eyes lit up as an idea crossed her mind, " Well you can just stay here, hell there's plenty of room- if that's okay with Remus and Sirius, since their here most ...I suppose," she turned to them with a bashful smile.

(Y/N)'s heart practically skipped a beat as Sirius's pale eyes widened. Fuck this was embarrassing. What the fuck did she do? And why was part of her excited, oh dear God, she was acting like she was thirteen, wasn't she?

She settled with an airy laugh, " I can find a hotel or something- or hell even an apartment if I have to, " As if she could fucking afford that.

Sirius shook his head and allowed a kind smile of sorts to play on his lips, " That's not necessary, (Y/L/N)- I mean you are more than welcome to stay here, even if it's just until you find a place,"

Okay, that sounded good, yeah, she'd do that. " Are you sure?" she asked him, eyeing Remus as well. (Y/N) might have been somewhat obnoxious and loud, especially while drinking, in the past but she had gained a type of weird anxiety. She absolutely refused to impose herself or any of her baggage on other people.

" Alright, you can stay on the second floor, I think Molly and the kids cleaned out the third room, yeah?" asked Sirius to Molly, who simply nodded.

Tonks stepped in once again, seemingly recovered from sticking her foot in her mouth, " Do you need help getting your stuff from your hotel?" she asked.

(Y/N) thought about the one charmed bag she had full of clothes and toiletries, " I think I can handle it," she said with a small, perhaps obvious fake smile.

The kids seemed oddly excited about her staying with them, and maybe they were just happy to have someone other than each other and Tonks. Or hell, maybe they liked her. She was pretty fucking cool when you looked past the depressed alcoholic side of her.

“ Could you tell us some auror stories?” asked the youngest Weasley, Ginny, fuck yeah they thought she was cool.

(Y/N) thought about it carefully, “ I don’t know. . .” She had seen some fucked up shit, maybe she could tell them a funny one from when she was just starting out and she was basically mall cop status.

“ Well, I guess the one about when I had to go undercover, and my friend had to pretend to be my pimp isn’t so bad,” she decided aloud. It was probably one of the funniest stories she had.

While the kids and Tonks were on the edge of their seats, Molly and Arthur shared a strained smile which Sirius and Remus noticed, “ Maybe this story can wait for tomorrow, “ said the werewolf looking at the kitchen’s clock, “ You lot have to go to Diagon Alley tomorrow and pick up books, “

Fred and George scoffed, “ Oh come off it, it’s not like she was actually pimped out !” said Fred

Finally Molly put her foot down and sent all the kids to their respective rooms and on their way out she could hear Ron asking Hermione what being pimped out was.

(Y/N) grimaced, “ Well, I thought it was teenager friendly, “ she told the three once the Weasleys, Harry, and Hermione went to bed.

Sirius barked a laugh before taking a swig of his whiskey, “ Don’t fret it, “ he reassured, “ Molly is just protective is all, “

Remus nodded his agreement before looking down at his watch, “ Right, We’ve got to head to West Street and patrol, C’mon Dora,”

Soon it was just the two of them sitting in the once refined kitchen, “ You said you were recruited by Kingsley. . . what made you join?” asked Sirius.

(Y/N) sighed and offered a half-way shrug, “ I guess I just wanted to do some good, I feel like I haven’t done anything for other people in a long time,”

His silver eyes narrowed, “ I thought you had been an auror?”

“ Yeah I had been, but shit happened and I changed career paths,” she said with a small smile, hoping he wasn’t thinking of her as a possible threat. He didn’t trust her, that much was obvious.

“ Your family know you’re here?” he asked.

(Y/N) shook her head, “ There isn’t any family to tell,”

There was a pause, a shift in the air. Sirius had questions, she knew that much, but she didn’t want to answer them. Sirius seemed to sense her sensitivity to the subject and quickly changed it.

“ Tell me what was Ilvermorny like?” he asked before taking a sip of his wine.

(Y/N) couldn’t help the smile that tugged at her lips as she turned to him, “ Like a movie,” she hummed, “ I’d never had much stability before Ilvermorny, but it was nice. . . really nice,”

Sirius nodded, “ I know what you mean, “ he muttered looking up at the freshly clean chandelier, “ My parents were horrible, shit heads you could say,”

(Y/N) chuckled, “ I didn’t know mine, I grew up at a orphanage and then was in the foster care system for a while,”

“ It was lonely,” she finished quietly, slightly embarrassed for adding that unnecessary tidbit.

She was staring at the peeling wallpaper when Sirius patted her hand and she met his eyes. He offered her a friendly smile before drawing back, “ Well you’re not anymore with us around, yeah?”

She smiled but rolled her eyes, fighting not to call bullshit, “ I appreciate that,” she said playfully before standing up.

(Y/N) went to bed that night with her heart racing as she remembered Sirius’s hand on her own, she was a fucking disaster. He didn’t flirt with her or look her over- he was a grown man. In his eyes she was probably just some kid.

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“ I appreciate that,” she said to him, her brown eyes melting just a bit before she stood. Sirius watched her go and let out a breath he didn’t know he’d been holding.

 He didn’t know why she made him nervous, maybe it was the fact he didn’t trust her. She did kind of show up out of nowhere and had an almost nonexistent past.

Sirius had said those things to her in an attempt to get her to open up to him, to trust him, so he in turn could learn more about her. That had been his intention, but the fact his heart skipped a beat when he laid his hand on top of hers was a shock.

Did he find (y/l/n) beautiful, yes. Was she funny, yeah sure. Was she quite possibly his ideal woman, sure maybe.

Gray eyes slid across the old oak table and to the rim of her wine glass where her dark lipstick made an impression on the crystal.

Sirius shut his eyes and groaned.

“Fuck,”

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a/n: lemme know if you guys are interested in another part.

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Time After Time

Time After Time https://ift.tt/EzXmRpW by Black_Sea_Paradise Voldemort was defeated during the final battle, however, less than a month later, it is revealed he had Bellatrix create her own Horcruxes. 6 years later the war continues. When Grimmuald Place is compromised with Death Eaters, forcing the Order Members to separate into smaller groups, Hermione ends up with reformed Death Eater Draco Malfoy and George Weasley protecting three-year-old James Potter, who has become Bellatrix's target. Their only plan in defeating Bellatrix: Regroup when deemed safe and use stolen Time-Turners from the Department of Mysteries to go back to the Final Battle to destroy her Horcruxes before Molly kills her. However, one night on the run, Death Eaters detect their wards, and as a last ditch effort to protect James, Malfoy makes the executive decision to send Hermione back in time with James - Alone. However, instead of arriving in 1998, Hermione finds herself at Hogwarts in September 1996, her 6th year. Hermione trying to research how to defeat Bellatrix while trying to not reveal the future to her friends, protect James, while also keeping a watchful eye on the newly turned Death Eater, Draco Malfoy. Flashbacks over the 6 years. SLOW BURN Words: 10068, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: F/M Characters: Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, Bellatrix Black Lestrange, Ginny Weasley, Ron Weasley, George Weasley, Fred Weasley, Angelina Johnson, Daphne Greengrass, Andromeda Black Tonks, Nymphadora Tonks, Blaise Zabini, Theodore Nott, Astoria Greengrass, Pok "Kinglsey" King, Remus Lupin, Albus Dumbledore, Pansy Parkinson, Minerva McGonagall, Lavender Brown, Neville Longbottom, Luna Lovegood, James Sirius Potter Relationships: Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter/Ginny Weasley, Susan Bones/Ron Weasley, Angelina Johnson/George Weasley, Neville Longbottom/Luna Lovegood, Daphne Greengrass/Theodore Nott, Astoria Greengrass/Blaise Zabini, Hermione Granger/George Weasley, Draco Malfoy/Hermione Granger/George Weasley, Remus Lupin/Nymphadora Tonks, Lavender Brown/Ron Weasley, Draco Malfoy/Pansy Parkinson Additional Tags: Time Travel, Post-War, Pre-War, Enemies to Lovers, Character Death, Hogwarts, Hogwarts Sixth Year, Slow Burn, Eventual Smut, Eventual Romance, Flashbacks, Battle, Angst, Brooding Draco Malfoy, Protective George Weasley, Slow Burn Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy, Veritaserum Potion (Harry Potter), Draco Malfoy Needs a Hug, Pining Draco Malfoy, Past Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley via AO3 works tagged 'Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy' https://ift.tt/jXsRtFr May 23, 2023 at 11:11PM

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It's Tuesday afternoon here, but the wonderful @ashesandhackles​ and @starlingflight tagged me in Six Sentence Sunday. Here is a work in progress to my Tonks fic:

Tonks leaned against the cold hospital wall, tapping her fingers behind her in a steady rhythm as she watched the sight in front of her with amusement. Mad-Eye, who had reluctantly accepted the nurse’s examination for the evening, had now begun to swat at her like a pesky fly.  ‘Leave me, woman!’ He shouted, keeping a suspicious eye on the thermometer she had just pulled out. Tonks bit back a laugh just as the nurse marched out of the room, muttering to herself about ungrateful patients.

Pushing herself off the wall, Tonks took a seat in one of the nearby chairs. ‘Making friends I see.’ Mad-Eye scoffed, and began tugging at the tubes of Pepperup drips from his arm.

‘You really shouldn’t, Alastor-’ Kingsley made to stop him, but was cut short when Mad-Eye held up the dangling tubes he had just ripped out.

‘Right, let’s get to it then,’ He said, tossing them into the trash.

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[potterwatch-transcripts]

First Broadcast 23rd of October 1998.

Lee Jordan: Greetings Wizarding World. It is I, River. Answer to the question ‘can someone be too handsome?’ With me as always is my partner in crime Rapier. Note: No crimes were committed in the making of the radio show Molly.

George Weasley: Hello River, Hello listeners, it’s good to be back.

Lee: Boy do we have a fun packed show for you today magical community, but first, over to you Rapier.

George: Okay, first up, human embodiment of the concept of incompetence, Cornelius Fudge, has been acquitted by the wizengemot for potentiality aiding the rise of the late, not at all lamented, you know who.

Lee: Where do you stand on this Raiper?

George: The man is probably too stupid to be a Death Eater. If it were up to me I’d probably give him a months worth of detention with Minnie McG just to see her look of disappointment.

Lee: Honestly that may be worse than Azkaban.

George: Secondly, least popular Weasley sibling Percy, has been appointed head of the Portkey office.

Lee: oh Merlins sandwich.

George: He promptly raided Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes and arrested distractingly handsome philanthropist George Weasley because their new product, the pocket Portkey ‘didn’t conform to ministry law’.

Lee: How did Weasley get out of it?

George: It was thrown out of court by the minister ‘for being just so dumb’.

Lee: excellent.

George: and finally, Auror Neville Longbottom has announced his intent to leave the office after the final remnants of the Death Eaters are rounded up, and pursue a career in Magibotany.

Lee: We wish Neville all the best traveling around the world looking at interesting shrubs and whatnot.

George: Just, y’know, make sure ya got all the Death Eaters first before you start prodding fascinating magical weeds and stuff.

Lee: And now, we would like to welcome our newest contributor. Here to educate us more about our muggle friends, here’s Round-Table.

Arthur Weasley: Hello boys. Hello listeners.

Lee: So Round-Table, you’ve been looking into various aspects of the muggle world for us. What are you here to educate our listeners about.

Arthur: Well today I’m going to tell you all about the muggle moovies.

Lee: Moovies?

Arthur: Yes. Despite their name, these moovies have nothing to do with cows, but are in fact a form of entertainment and education. They’re sort of like our pictures, they are images that can move and talk, but unlike wizard pictures, they can’t talk to us, only to each other.

Lee: Fascinating.

Arthur: Yes indeed. Some are fictional, such as the Star War moovies, or filums as they’re some times called. Others, I think, are based on actual events. There’s one filum I saw called Jurassic Park which I think is based on real events.

George: What’s Jurassic Park?

Arthur: Well it appears a few years ago some muggle sciencers found a way to make dragons that couldn’t fly or breath fire and called them Dinosaurs. Sadly the sciencers couldn’t control them and the muggle government covered it all up.

George: Truely muggles are smarter than we give them credit for.

Arthur: That they are Rapier. I intend to ask the Minister to let me fund more research into muggle science to help us better understand them.

Lee: Can you tell us anymore about filums Round-Table.

Arthur: Just that many of the best ones come from America, but the muggles here have a series called ‘James Bond’. These too appear to be based on real life events. Bond is a muggle spie who fights evil muggle and works for the muggle government here.

Lee: Incredible. Thank you Round-Table

Arthur: A pleasure.

Lee: And now onto our last guest. Please give a warm, Potterwatch welcome to Roman, and his chaperone, Roonil.

Harry Potter: Good to be back River.

Teddy Lupin: Blep.

Lee: Now Roman, I understand you are, in fact, an infant. Is that correct?

Teddy: *gurgling sounds*

Lee: How is that working out for you?

Teddy: abba ba ba

Lee: Fascinating. Roonil, you look after Roman a lot, what’s he like?

Harry: He’s a good boy, but unfortunately he’s also a metamorphmagi, like his mother, which can be difficult when he’s with other babies...Tedd...Roman, stop that.

Lee: It appears that Roman likes playing with my...ow...dreadlocks. Oh look, now he’s put one in his mouth.

Teddy: nom.

Lee: Roman this is most unprofessional.

Harry: C’mon buddy, let go...there we go.

Teddy: waaaaaaaa

Lee: Oh look now his hair has turned red because he’s grumpy. And he appears to have..ouch...grown fangs.

Harry: Te...Roman, don’t bite River.

Lee: That’s quite alright. Now Roman, before you leave us for a nap, can you say Roonil and River.

Teddy: Hawee.

Harry: No, I’m Roonil.

Teddy: Hawee. Lee.

Lee: Not Lee, River!

Teddy: Lee.

Lee: Roonil, remove this infant at once, it’s ruining my anonymity!

Teddy: Lee. Lee. Hawee. Lee

Lee: I will sue you, baby. I will invent magical lawyers and then sue you!

Harry: Look Roman, here’s your toy Hippogriff.

Teddy: Bubeek. Nom

Lee: aww look he’s chewing a wing. Well that’s all we have time for today. I’m River.

George: and I’m Rapier.

Lee: Thanks to all our guests. We will be back soon, where the next password will be Hawee. I’ve been River, goodnight.

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The Fall 3

Harry Potter AU 

Pairings: Sirius Black x Reader 

Link to Chapter 2 

Rating: M- sensitive themes.

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Sirius stood a moment longer before turning and rushing down the stairs. Harry and Ron looked up when he came skidding in.

“Harry, where is Y/n?”

Harry pointed to the door.

“You just missed her. She just left with Kinglsey and Tonks. There was apparently a job that came up.”

Ron nodded.

“She seemed excited to get out of here.”

Sirius ran a hand over his face as Remus stepped into the room and waved him over. Remus looked a little annoyed as Sirius stepped into the dining room.

“What are the two of you doing?”

Sirius didn’t even have to ask Remus to further elaborate on the meaning of his question. The other man knew.

“Beats the hell out of me.”

Sirius muttered and went in search of the fire whiskey that was hidden in one of the cabinets. Remus was following him like an angry two year old.

“I thought you were going up there to fix things with her. She came down here almost in tears. Do you really think that drinking is going to fix anything?”

Sirius shrugged before taking a drink from the bottle.

“Nope. Y/n probably won’t talk to me ever again so this bottle and I are about to become really good friends.”

Remus rolled his eyes. This was just like the two of you. The two of you get in a fight, you get drunk, and whine about how Y/n is never going to have anything to do with you again.”

Sirius laughed bitterly.

“This time it's different.”

Remus took a breath before sitting down.

“What are you talking about?”

Sirius sighed. He didn’t even want to think about what you told him but it wasn’t leaving his mind. It was like some fucked up record player that wouldn’t stop reminding him of how fucked up his life had really turned out to be. It wasn’t only Sirius’ life but he had ruined your life too!

“Remus, Y/n was pregnant.”

Remus frowned.

“When?”

Sirius' dark eyes rolled up with that clearly annoyed expression that he wore so well.

“When she and I were together! What do you think?”

This was totally news to Remus. You had never mentioned being pregnant. That would have been something that he remembered.

“Sirius…”

“She had a miscarriage because of all of the hell that I put her through. It's entirely my fault! She tried to tell me and I told her to get away from me.”

Remus was silent for a moment as he took in what his best friend was telling him. He opened his mouth to speak a few times but always stopped himself.

“She never told me.”

Remus finally managed to get out. Sirius took another sip of the whiskey in front of him. You had never said a word to Remus years beforehand. This slightly bothered him. Remus had always prided himself on taking care of you in Sirius’ absence. Now his “I’m a good friend” feelings were not so great. If he was such a great friend, wouldn't he have noticed what you were going through?

“Well, congratulations because I just figured it out too.”

Remus sat quietly for a few moments. It was obvious that he needed to be gentle with Sirius right now. His friend was one brick short of losing it!

“Sirius, I am going to say this once. Y/n and yourself have the worst communication skills that I have ever seen! You wouldn’t acknowledge her letters when you were in prison when she was practically dying to hear from you. Now she won’t let herself listen to you when you are rolling around like a shameless puppy in front of her.”

Sirius looked totally offended by Remus’ comment.

“I tried talking to her. Hell, I even kissed her.”

“You kissed her?”

Remus asked incredulously. Sirius nodded. He smiled that little cocky smile that Remus knew too well.

“Yep. She kissed me back too...granted it was for a few seconds but it was a kiss.none the less. Y/n seemed totally into it until she went back into the little safety cocoon that she made for herself. Remus, oh boy she and I still have it too!”

Remus rolled his eyes and reached out to pour himself a glass of whiskey finally. If Sirius went into some X rated daydream, he was bailing out!

“Of course, she kissed you back. She loves you.”

Sirius stood up slowly.

“I’ll try to talk to her again when she comes home. I never thought that some woman would have me around her finger so tightly.”

Remus leaned back in his chair. He was clearly pleased by Sirius’ comment. Remus considered threatening to lock the two of you in a room until the issues were resolved but let it drop.

“Good.”

Meanwhile,

You sat across from Kinglsey and Tonks in a muggle dinner. The three of you were waiting for more information on a dark wizard that needed to be rounded up. Kingsley and Tonks were talking about a date that Kinglsey went on. You were half-listening as you stirred the tea in front of you.

Your mind wasn’t on your “work wife” and “work husband’s” conversation. As much as the three of you were together, a close friendship had been created. If something was wrong and it couldn’t be solved on an individual basis, the three of you handled it together.

“Y/n, are you with us?”

Tonk’s gentle voice pulled you from your thoughts. Looking up, you sighed seeing both Tonks and Kingsley watching you closely.

“Sorry. I’ve been preoccupied. Home life…”

Both nodded. Kinglsey and Tonks knew well about your homelife. They both knew that you were probably struggling being back with Sirius full time

“Is it Sirius?”

Kingsley asked calmly. You nodded.

“Yeah.”

Tonks reached across the table for your hand.

“Talk to us.”

You sighed. Talking was a lot easier said than done. There were so many things that you hadn’t told anyone. Maybe keeping everything bottled up wasn’t so healthy?

“He kissed me.”

Both Kinglsey and Tonks looked at each other with smirks before turning back to you.

“How was it?”

Tonks asked with a grin.

“Are the two of you back together?”

Kingsley followed. You laughed.

“Oh no. I ruined that moment. I totally poured gasoline on it and set it on fire.”

“Y/n…”

Tonks started but stopped when you began talking.

“Look, I have never told anyone about this. Before Sirius was locked up, I found out that I was pregnant. Long painful story short, I miscarried about three months in because of stress. I told Sirius and he freaked out. He told me to get away from him.”

Tonks’ mouth dropped. She couldn’t look away from you.

“Y/n...I had no idea! I’m sure that he was just shocked.”

“It had to be shocking. I’m sure Sirius will speak to you soon. He’s probably stunned.”

Kingsley said in a comforting tone.

“I can only hope.”

A few hours later… You quietly walked back into the house with your hand wrapped in bandages. After an eventful chase, you took a curse to the hand that left you burnt. You planned on just dealing with it that night and making a nice potion in the morning.

As soon as you closed the door, Walburga Black’s portrait started screeching about blood traitors followed by Sirius yelling random obscenities at her.

“Merlin.”

You muttered before walking into the living room.

“You are no son of mine!”

Walburga started screeching. One look at Sirius and you could tell that he was drunk off of his ass.

“Wow, that is some insult!”

“Sirius!”

You hissed his name as Walburga’s dark eyes rounded on you.

“Potter! You are nothing but trash! You stole my son from me!”

Rolling your eyes, you walked over pulling the curtain back in front of the portrait.

“Yeah, I stole him alright. He came running!”

After securing the portrait, you turned back to Sirius who was glaring at the place his mother once vacated. You sighed.

“Arguing with her isn’t healthy”

Sirius rolled his eyes. He was ready to argue with someone and someone was going to argue with him!

“She called me weak.”

He snapped. You frowned. That was the last thing that Sirius was. That insult alone made you want to argue with Walburga’s photo a little more.

“You smell like a bar.”

You said, hoping to change the conversation. Sirius rolled his eyes.

“You're a pain in my ass, you know that?”

You took your coat off and gingerly flexed your hand. Sirius was in a fighting mood and nothing that you would have to say would be calming.

“Right back at you.

You said, starting for the stairs.

“I wanted to apologize to you but you ran off! You are always running from me.”

He yelled, following you to the stairs. You spun around shushing him.

“Would you quiet down? You are going to wake the whole house up with your loudness!”

Sirius walked to you.

“I’m in love with you and you just don’t get it. I just want to be with you again. We were so happy.”

It took all that you had to not reach out to fix his messy hair. Even in the dark, you could see that he was close to angry tears.

“Sirius, I need you to calm down. You are drunk and are not talking rationally.”

“I am too!”

He snapped. You took a breath before reaching out and taking his hand in your good one.

“Come on, let's get you in bed. You are going to have one hell of a hangover in the morning.”

“I’m not sleepy!”

He argued as you led him down the hallway and into his room. You silently prayed that no one in the house was listening to you trying to talk some sense into the man. This was going to either be one embarrassing moment for Sirius or one that he wouldn’t remember.

You closed the door behind you as he laid down.

“Now go to sleep. We can talk in the morning.”

Your voice softened. Sirius looked up quickly.

“Don’t leave me yet. C’mere and cuddle me.”

What a bad idea! Do not get into bed with him!

Your mind screamed. This was just being cruel to your own heart. What if he didn’t remember this in the morning and once he was sober wanted nothing to do with you again? It would be soul-crushing but it could also be a memory that you could cling to... our last night together…

“Sirius..”

You started. He shook his head and wiggled his hand like a child wanting their parents to pick them up. He was quickly going from ready to fight to needy Sirius.

“Y/n, please! I miss you.”

You stood a moment longer before slowly taking off your shoes and joining him on the bed. Sirius waited a total of three seconds before grabbing you in his arms.

“You’re my princess.”

He muttered, snuggling his face into your hair. You sighed, enjoying the closeness.

“I’ve always wanted nothing more than to be your princess.”

You said, feeling suddenly emotional. Sirius quickly sat up enough to look down at you. He sat there dumbfounded watching the tears roll down your cheeks.

“You’re too pretty to cry. We can fix everything. We can have that baby that you always wanted and raise Harry together. We don’t have to keep yelling and screaming at each other. Let me make you happy.”

Sirius said before leaning down and kissing you. You wanted to cry harder against his lips. The innocent comment that he made shattered your heart more. You knew that the next morning, Sirius would be angry with you again.

“Let's just focus on going to sleep.”

You whispered against his lips. Sirius shook his head.

“I’m not done kissing you.”

You gladly let him kiss you for a few more moments. Maybe you should let the walls down and give him a chance? Maybe for your own sanity, it could be a good thing?

“You can kiss me all you want tomorrow.”

You replied in a soft voice. Sirius looked pleased with the promise of kisses the next day. He laid back down against the pillow before wrapping his arms around you.

“That sounds nice.”

You lay silently as Sirius drifted off to sleep. For a few moments, you thought about getting up and going to your own room but you didn’t...you couldn’t. At the moment, all that you wanted was a better tomorrow!

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Happy Pride! Perhaps somethings with Tonks?

“What’s your career goal?” Kinglsey asks her. 

It takes her several seconds of blinking to stop the details of the case she’s working from swimming in front of her, and then a couple more for what he’s said to register. “To not die.” 

“You want my job?” he asks. Her mouth drops open. “Not, you know, right now. In a decade or so.” 

Yes. No. Maybe? “I like working cases and dislike paperwork,” she answers. Kingsley does so much paperwork. 

“Think on it,” he advises. 

[unfinished-era-rp]

MWM?

I would love to see Regulus Black, Peter Pettigrew, Amycus Carrow, Arthur Weasley, Lucius Malfoy, Frank Longbottom, Augustus Rookwood, the Prewett Twins, Edward “Ted” Tonks, Corban Yaxley, and Kinglsey Shacklebolt.

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For me, I know Alastor would love to see Kinglsey Shacklebolt! Andromeda would love Ted Tonks to be around! And Corona would definitely love to see Septima Vector or her siblings, Walden & Evelyn Macnair!

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{queued} i would love to get some more harry potter characters like albus dumbledore, james sirius potter, marlene mckinnon, fred weasley ii, percival dumbledore, kendra dumbledore, kinglsey shacklebolt, ted tonks, rodolphus lestrange, ron weasley, cormac mclaggen, albus severus potter, daphne greengrass, molly weasley ii, lavender brown, xenophilius lovegood, queenie goldstein, & angelica johnson ! so come check us out and apply and join the fun !

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i’d like to collapse with you | Draco, Feb 17/18

On the stand, Harry says his piece about Theodore Nott at Hogwarts: his involvement in the Inquisitorial Squad, his reactions to the Chamber of Secrets’ reopening in Harry’s second year. It feels useless, as Harry doesn’t know Nott. He’d been a year ahead of Harry in school. When he speaks, Nott gives him a dead-eyed glare. He’s pale, thin. His eyes look sunken and all Harry can think about when the barrister questions him about Nott Senior’s involvement in Voldemort’s return is that Sirius must have looked like that at his trial. Impossibly young and impossibly hollow.

Harry forces his eyes to stay open as the chill of the dementors near by sinks into his spine. He can hear, far away, the whiz of a curse and his own voice casting stupify followed by a familiar voice, Nice one, James! 

The trial is long enough that Harry is nearly asleep on the couch in Kingsley’s office before the Minister is ready to take him to dinner. Percy Weasley stares at him from his desk. Harry’s certain he’s drafting a letter to Molly as soon as Kingsley whisks Harry away to his private floo.

The conversation at dinner is awful and strained, of course. Harry forces himself to eat the food a waiter with wide, shocked and uncomfortably-reverent eyes puts in front of him. He fields Kingsley’s inquires about the auror force with vague, non-committal answers. 

“We need good men on the force, Harry,” Kingsley says over his steak. His voice is low and serious. It’s not his Minister Voice. It’s his Order Voice and it’s the one that tugs the strongest on Harry’s guilt. “Robbards is doing all he can with the force, but we’re still trying to recover from our losses.” 

He knows he needs to get over himself. That Death Eaters like Dolohov and Yates are still at large. That it’s been all-hands on deck for the DMLE, trying to get them rounded up before they’re able to slip away for good and become the stuff of legend. He knows that he’s good in a fight, still. That it’s been trained in him, wired in him. That he’s being a bloody selfish git, wallowing like this.

It’s alright when Kinglsey turns the conversation during the second course. He asks about Grimmauld Place while Harry pushes salad around with his fork. That, at least, he can talk about. And they can laugh and reminisce about Tonks and that bloody troll’s leg umbrella stand like she’s not dead. He asks about Teddy. Harry says he’s alright. That at least there’s that.

-

He apparates into Hogsmede and walks himself back to the castle in silence. The sky is dark and Harry can see the lights from Hagrid’s hut. For a moment, when he looks down at it from the castle steps, it feels like he’s eleven all over again. That if he wandered down to the hut, he’d find Hagrid heating a dragon’s egg over the fire. 

His gaze slides up towards the astronomy tower and the present rushes back to him with a crushing ache. He’s forcing chocolate into his mouth while he pulls himself up the stairs towards the Room of Requirement, his feet taking him there without conscious thought.

The door is already there for him. Harry pushes it open.

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FRIENDSHIP HEADCANONS | HEADCANON 003: BASTARDS OF BRENTWOOD

kingsley nasir shacklebolt ( 63 - 70 ) — ravenclaw franklin pryce longbottom ( 62 - 69 ) — ravenclaw edward "ted" darius tonks ( 64 - 71 ) — hufflepuff caradoc tulare dearborn ( 64 - 71 ) — ravenclaw benjen kai fenwick ( 66 - 73 ) — gryffindor

they adopted the name following the death of frank's father during his sixth year, all of them already having lost their father in some way, shape, or form. and each of them had spent an ample amount of time on the longbottom estate outside of brentwood, each of them becoming quite fond of jonas longbottom and forming a bond with him. and so it was almost as though they had all lost a father once more when he passed.

frank suffered a thousand deaths inside of his chest when he lost his father, losing himself in the process. had it not been for ted, the boy who he had taken under his wing and into his home the moment the younger had come to school afraid and orphaned, and benjy, the brazen boy whose fists swung before his tongue ever could, and kingsley, the intuitive boy wise beyond his years, frank may have never been found again. and caradoc, who shared his constant indecisiveness, was his rock through it all. 

they were his moral compass ( despite a couple of them struggling with their own ). they gave him reason to fight, and he was a big brother to them all. he had friends his age, like arthur and edgar, but having always been the youngest sibling, it was a nice change to be the elder, to lead and to teach, and he took pride in it.

both benjy and ted had come into hogwarts, one after the other, searching for a way to fit in, one more so than the other. ted had been tossed out of his bigoted father's house, with nowhere to go following his first year although he pretended as though he didn't believe the last words spilling from his father's lips. benjy on the other hand had entered the castle angry and wild, wanting nothing more than to make a name for himself and find glory within its walls. both had appealed to frank in different ways, the badger and the lion, one calm but relentless, the other wild and brash.

ted was a quiet kind of reckless, searching for the type of trouble that could keep his mind off of more pressing matters like bigots and blood purity. benjy was the ruthless kind of reckless, wanting nothing more than to beat the world as it had beat him, black and blue until his knuckles bled. frank found use for them both, but he also offered the two refuge. after all, both were without a father, ted also without a mother, and benjy's own could hardly handle him. having someone like frank, who had been fighting demons on his own for so long, gave them hope for triumph in the best of ways.

kingsley, closer in age to frank and in the same house, took note of the boy early. the two indulged in deep conversations about every topic one could think of, challenging one another in and out of classes and keeping each other on their toes. of course, they didn't agree on everything. kinglsey's morals were unshakeable whilst frank's ebbed and flowed like the sea. still, they were friends, sharpening one another's minds like whetstones and giving one another things to think about. they together would end up entering the auror program, kingsley soon after frank and the two continuing to learn from another. it was a friendship that would span decades, even long after frank could no longer remember his dear friend.

caradoc was most like frank than the others, far too conscious of his morality, acutely aware of the circumstances surrounding him, afraid of what he was capable of becoming. feared by his family as well as himself, caradoc entered hogwarts hoping for acceptance but also shying away from human interaction. frank came to him first, the housemates getting to know one another over countless games of chess and indulgence in muggle contraptions. he took to kingsley quite easily, but like frank, he was intimidated by how fortified his beliefs and ideologies were. still, he liked learning from him, and he loved even more to learn and follow frank.

all in all, they complimented one another. they found family when family was so scarce, finding solace in one another, and growing together in so many different ways. they had stark differences and broad similarities, but all of their backgrounds contributed to their bond. they would enter the war together albeit in different capacities, but even then, they remained close. they were brothers, through and through, and although not all of them survived and augusta could not forgive any one of them following frank's torture, they remained family in everything but blood.

[potterwatch-transcripts]

First Broadcast: 2nd of August 1998.

Lee Jordan: Hello all and welcome to the new series of Potterwatch. I’m your host, River. We have decided to continue Potterwatch to ensure, with the help of our listeners, that Harry Potter never forgets how bloody famous he his. We will introduce you to our new correspondents, but first, an update on the man we here at Potterwatch like to call ‘The Dork Lord’. He is still dead. 93 days and counting. And now, I’d like to introduce you to our first new correspondent, Red Hot.

Angelina Johnson: Hello River.

Lee: Hiya Red Hot. What have you got for us today?

Angelina: Well I’ve been keeping track of Harry Potters Quidditch form, as no British teams participated in the World Cup this year and I got bored.

Lee: And? How has Griffindor’s former star-seeker been performing?

Angelina: Pretty poorly to be honest River. I saw him play several games at the Weasley residence with my colleague Oliver Wood. He got hit by eight bludgers, superbly directed by Weasley and Weasley. His attempted to play chaser and all his shots were blocked by Weasley, and he only caught the snitch because the opposing seeker, Weasley, had never played before.

Lee: How disappointing. Any other developments?

Angelina: unfortunately not, as the mother of the Weasley players, Mrs Weasley, caught me and Wood in the tree we were hiding in, and, thinking we were escaped death eaters, transfigured Wood into a small hamster. Luckily I intervened and, upon recognising me, she apologised and invited us for dinner.

Lee: what a happy ending. Thank you Red Hot. And now, before our ‘other news’ segment, I would like to thank our sponsor, Weasley’s Wizard Wheeze’s. And now, with other, non-Potter news, Rapier.

George Weasley: Hey L...River

Lee: Rapier, what’s happening in the world beyond Harry Potter.

George: Well River, first I have it on good authority that Teddy Lupin, son of the war hero’s Remus Lupin and Tonks, has used the potty for the first time, in a manner that can only be described that of a true Griffindor, and is a very good boy and got a chocolate frog from his grandmother.

Lee: Excellent, truly a hero like his parents.

George: Indeed. Next up, the trial of Dolores Umbridge, war criminal and professional toad look alike has entered its 8th day. Umbridge is on trial for a myriad of charges, although my attempts to get ‘crimes against fashion’ added to the list of charges fell on deaf ears.

Lee: well when you’re minister Rapier I’m sure it will be swiftly added to the law books.

George: here’s hoping. Umbridge has had attempted murder added to the charges however, after she stole a security wizards wand and attempted to kill Minister Shacklebolt. She was promptly hit by curses and hexes from 7 members of Dumbledores army who were in attendance and ended up in St mungos. Handsome and wealthy bachelor George Weasley was also admitted for what some thought was a backfiring cheering charm but in actual fact was because he found it so damn funny.

Lee: I hear charismatic and good looking radio personality Lee Jordan performed a textbook Jelly Legs Jinx. Is that true Rapier?

George: It sure is River. Lastly the statue of Albus Dumbledore is scheduled to be unveiled in Godrics hollow next week. The great and the good of the wizarding world will be there to heat speeches by Shacklebolt, Potter and Eliphias Doge. The inclusion of Mrs N and Master D Malfoy on the guest list raised some eyebrows, and I hope those slimeballs don’t show their greasy heads. Also if you are attending, don’t sit next to Hagrid unless you have an umbrella. Last time he cried 8 flobberworms drowned.

Lee: thank you Rapier. And finally, we would like to introduce a man who knows Harry Potter better than anyone alive. Please join me in welcoming...Roonil.

Harry: Thank you for having me. Big fan of the show.

Lee: Well thank you Roonil. So my first question, are the rumours true that Harry Potter was last night admitted to a muggle hospital of all places. Is the boy who lives about to become the boy who died?

Harry: no River. Whilst it is true he arrived at the muggle hospital, it’s in fact because he drank a little too much and tripped over a certain bloody cat belonging to his friend Hermione. They had all drunk a bit too much to effectively repair the damage magically and so staggered to the muggle hospital. It was in fact a sprained ankle.

Lee: you heard it here first folks. Harry Potter, dangerous and drunk? Next, we hear Harry has been seeing a lot of his godson, champion potty user, Teddy Lupin. How is the baby Roonil?

Harry: Teddy is doing very well thanks River. I...that is to say Potter, has been seeing a lot of the wee fellow. I have some pictures.

*rustling sound followed by several seconds of silence*

Lee: Roonil, these all appear to be different babies.

Harry: ah you see that’s because Teddy, like his mother is a metamorphmagus.

Lee: ah I see. And it seems young Mr Lupin has a world famous Weasley Jumper with a little T on it.

Harry: yes indeed, Molly has been on a bit of a knitting spree of late.

Lee: Truly a wonderful woman. And lastly can you comment on the rumours spread by Rita Skeeter than Potter has several illegitimate children fathered during his time on the run last year?

Harry. That is completely accurate River. His children Elvendork, Vernon, Marvolo and Roonil jr will all be coming to live with him and his new live in partner, Buckbeak the Hippogriff, in the coming days.

Lee: how wonderful for him. Thank you Roonil.

Harry: Anytime River.

Lee: Well that’s all for this time. Join me again on Potterwatch, where the password will be Seeker. I’ve been River, goodnight.

[potterwatch-transcripts]

First Broadcast: 1st September 1998.

Lee Jordan: Good Evening all and welcome to the worlds number one Harry Potter fan show, Potterwatch. I’m River, and we are coming to you live from Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Headmistress McGonagall has kindly consented to let us be here for the night and so Rapier and I will be reporting on the pre-sorting excitement.

George Weasley: That’s right River. I think it’s fair to say that this is the greatest thing to happen to hogwarts since James Potter and Sirius Black enchanted the entirety of the teaching staff to look like popular muggle characters ‘the Justice League’.

Lee: I hear Dumbledore made an exceptional ‘Wonder Woman’ whatever that is. A quick update on little tommy Riddle, brought to you by our special guest, Peeves.

Peeves: Voldy is moldy Voldy is moldy!

George: Sheer poetry. Ah now here comes the headmistress herself. Professor!!

Professor McGonagall: Hello gentlemen. It is against my better judgement that I let you attend but I recieved letters from the minister, Harry Potter and a rather odd one from what appeared to be the muggle Queen, so I couldn’t refuse.

Lee: you won’t even know we’re here. Now Professor, is it true, upon Harry Potter joining the Auror office, you were seen high fiving everyone you met, and sent a howler to Dolores Umbridge in Azkaban saying and I quote ‘suck it Dolores you hag’

McGonagall: I can neither confirm nor deny this.

George: did you just wink at us Professor.

McGonagall: don’t be absurd Weasley. Five points from Gryffindor.

George: Professor I don’t even go here.

McGonnagall: Nevertheless

Lee: ok Professor, what in your opinion are Harry Potter’s greatest achievements and lowest points.

McGonagall: an unusually good question. Besides the obvious I believe his O in his OWL defence against the dark arts was most pleasing. He actually scored 103%. Only 3 other students have ever over 100 in an exam. As for his lowest, helping lose 150 point is one night in what I later learned was an illegal dragon smuggling operation. Blast Hagrid.

George: fascinating. One last thing Professor. Is it true you offered Harry the DADA job and he declined?

McGonagall: sadly yes, he wanted to help rid our world of death eaters before retiring from the Auror office.

Lee: Thank you Professor. Now Rapier, as we wait for the students to arrive, you have some news for us.

George: Indeed I do River. Our top story regards a favourite of our fans, Teddy Lupin. My reports indicate that master Lupin now has learned a wide selection of curse words. Rumours claiming they were taught to him by the Weasley siblings, excluding Percy are totally unfounded and just because I may have taught your grandson to say crap is not a good enough reason to hex me Andromeda.

Lee: truely his mother’s son.

George: indeed. next up, Minister Shacklebolt has announced wide reforms to the department of magical law enforcement. The reforms will, among other things, add sectumsempra to the list of unforgivable curses, and provide comprehensive training to all ministry employees on how to resist the impirius curse.

Lee: that would’ve been useful this time last year.

George: you’re not wrong River. And finally, reports are coming in that Harry Potter has just been fined 100 gallons after a muggle saw him attempting to force a reluctant hippogriff through the front door of his London home. When asked for comment Potter said ‘why didn’t I just leave that bloody bird with Hagrid’.

Lee: not even the great boy who lived is above the law hey Rapier?

George: you save the wizarding world ONE TIME!

Lee: At least twice if not more.

George: you save the wizarding world numerous times and you think the laws don’t apply to you.

Lee: I’m going to have to stop you there Rapier, the first students are arriving. Ah I see Hermione Granger, returning to complete her seventh year, and Ginny Weasley, the coolest Weasley.

George: Oi. Hey Hermione, Gin, over here.

*moments silence*

Hermione Granger: Hello boys.

Ginny Weasley: hey guys.

Lee: Hermione you’ve returned to complete your N.E.W.Ts. Why? Are you mad? Has the year on the run with Harry Potter causes some sort of mental instability?

Hermione: No Lee. I believe that the best way to contribute to the magical society, and help further the rights of our fellow magical creatures is to complete my education.

George: How dull. Ginny. What’s it like kissing the boy who lived. I imagine he’s exceptional.

Ginny: oh yes. You can feel the raw power radiating off him. He tastes like victory and treacle tart.

Lee: you’re the luckiest woman on Earth. Hermione, by contrast you ended up with Potter’s sidekick, Ronald ‘less cool than George’ Weasley.

George: cheers River. Is kissing Ron as sloppy as it seems?

Hermione: *sigh* come on Ginny, let’s try and get a good view of the sorting.

Lee: How rude. Ah and here comes Luna Lovegood. Merlin’s nipples what is that?!

*Distant McGonagall voice*: Jordan!!!

George: it appears dear listeners Miss Lovegood has brought one of her special events hats to the sorting. This one appears to depict a giant representation of Harry Potter’s face.

Lee: that is horrifying. Oh look, when she taps it with her wand it says ‘Down with Voldemort’. Luna! Over here.

Luna Lovegood: Oh hello Lee. George. What are you doing here?

Lee: we’re reporting on the start of term at Hogwarts.

Luna: oh how nice. Daddy tried to get a press pass when I was sorted but he had to cancel. Something about a flying car.

George: nice one Ron. Luna I can see the sorting is about to start. Can you quickly comment on the claims made by Rita Skeeter that Harry Potter is in fact, an unregistered animagus, becoming a penguin?

Luna: oh I don’t think that’s true. Harry doesn’t have the aura of a penguin. And besides, birds aren’t effected by wrackspurts, and Harry’s head is full of them.

Lee: Luna I have no idea what any of that means but thank you.

George: she’s mad that one. Lovable but mad. Merlins beard that hat is scary.

Lee: As the sorting begins, we will end today’s show. Thank you all for listening from myself and Rapier. Tune in next time for more Potterwatch. The password will be Hogwarts.