#c; rodolphus

[wendyskies]

where; white wyvern with; @xkilljxy​ | rodolphus

wendy was good at this sort of thing. although now a touch out of practice, the charming deceptions still clung to her tightly fit as one of her little black dresses. she plucked a glass from the barkeep identical to the one rodolphus lestrange recently finished, made her way over to the table where he currently lounged, and slid the drink across the table to him. “I thought you still looked just a little thirsty. lestrange, is it not?”

[felicitywards]

where; near flames with; @xkilljxy & @xavecamour​ | rodolphus & igor

smoke began to filter through the door and into the room. felicity coughed. slowly, her eyes opened. her head was throbbing. where was she? the room was empty and small. it was unfamiliar in the worst of ways and had begun to spin. felicity stood up with difficultly. how had she gotten here? it felt like wading through tar to get to the door and when she pushed against it, the thing wouldn’t budge. at all. she desperately peered out the window and saw the flames lick up against the glass. the memory returned of leaving the march hare and a stranger approaching from behind. then came the pain and headache. had someone set the building ablaze with her inside it? where was her wand? when was the last time she used it?

[serashapes]

where; wherever rod is dammit with; @xkilljxy​​ | rod

seraphina had been trying everything in her power to avoid and escape the reality that had been eating her alive since new year’s eve. the guilt crawled up her spine and turned her sick to the stomach. yet, it remained the consistent burning of her arm that lead her to this old friend especially given his newly appointed position. it was safe to say, she had been actively evading him since the promotion. “hey hot rod.” she shrank back some, hands up. “I-I didn’t mean to. is he mad?”

[alectocarrowx]

where: lestrange manor who: @xrodolphusxlestrangex

Alecto had taken her tea out to the observatory, a dire need of fresh air and to clear her head, wrapping in a blanket on a chair, with a mug in her hands. She stared out into the darkness of the night, glancing up at the stars twinkling in the sky, that the sound of footsteps caught her attention.

A twist of her head, she spots a familiar face, one that she called a brother. "How long have you been home?" She was certain his return had to do with his brother's accident.

[medasgalaxy]

@lcstrangcx​

If running into her sister was not enough, in the same week she had to endure the company of another Lestrange, her brother in law, she knew she shouldn’t think herself as related to that man, she had left, they had made sure she understood she wasn’t welcomed anymore, but thinking of Rodophus as the man married to her deranged, somewhat non contact, former sister was too much for anyone’s brain to handle; and she knew she needed to keep her wits with her that night if she wanted to survive it. She came for drinks but it seemed everyone that hated her was around.

She tried to walk pass the man, not bother his conversation and just get to the snacks, this didn’t need to be awkward, after all it was an open party. However, luck wasn’t in her favour, as she tried to pass past Rodolphus, someone else bumped into her, making her stumble to Rodolphus back, it wasn’t enough to make him fall, but of course, enough to noticed her. 

“Bollocks,” she said quietly to herself, knowing there was no out of it without facing her deranged-formely-known-as brother-in-law.

[blackofheart]

closed starter for @rcdolphuslstrange​

Some women greeted their fiancés with kisses laced in unspoken ‘I love you’s or perhaps with open declarations of their affections towards the person they were planning to share a life with. They said happy hellos and maybe planned to talk about details for the big day. Smile were infectious as they revelled in the anticipation of what was to come. Not Bellatrix. As she gracefully stepped out of the fireplace and entered Rodolphus’ home, effortlessly ridding herself of the small patches of floo powder that had gathered around the shoulders of her cloak, her wide grin and excited eyes were for an entirely different reason. Much more sinister than any wedding planning she had been forced to indulge in over their engagement. “Have you seen it?!” She called out, not giving a proper greeting in her eagerness to see his reaction - hoping it was as gleeful as hers. She was holding that morning’s Prophet as though it were her first born or the house cup, proud and practically preening to show it to anybody that might cross her path. “It’s practically front page news Rodolphus!” She had been unusually giddy since Hades had delivered her subscription over breakfast. She’d been too elated to even eat, almost buzzing at the thought of sharing this moment with him. The entirety of Diagon Alley had been disrupted by the chaos, it could be argued that whole of wizarding London was feeling the effect. The attack had been undeniably brilliant, she had been sure they couldn’t just throw it to the back pages or ignore it completely. And yet to see it...well it had inspired her more than she could have hoped for. They would have to listen now, they couldn’t just drown out the noise anymore. She was sure of it.

[thorfinnrowlex]

where: ministry gala Who: @seekcs

It didn't take long for Thorfinn to find Rodolphus, sliding himself into a conversation where two witches were practically throwing themselves at him. He gave it a moment before he spoke up.

"A wise witch would know when to not meddle with a married wizard." He also knew the temper that came from Bellatrix. "Be gone." He waves them off before turning to Rod. "Mr. Lestrange, did anyone tell you how handsome you are? You are such a talented seeker." He mimics one of the witches earlier complimenting him.

[dark-devotee]

where: ministry gala who: @seekcs

Bellatrix was used to people fawning over her husband. His sterling quidditch career marked him as a person of interest to any sports fan within a five mile radius and the Lestrange name was a valuable commodity in and of itself. Especially its heir.

So watching him stand there from her place at the bar, crowded by a group of sycophants, all wishing to steal a piece of him for themselves, should've come as second nature to her at this point. And yet, she still felt a savage surge of jealousy course through her at the sight. It wasn't just that the majority of the fans milling around him were women -- vapid fucking harpies -- it was the fact that he could simply be... himself.

Rodolphus Lestrange. Quidditch star. Heir to the Lestrange family legacy. A man with nothing to prove and the whole world at his fingertips. Respect came to him so easily; even her own father marveled at his son-in-law with the same eyes that swept over her in cold disinterest.

She curtly set her glass down at the bar and crossed the room to Rodolphus' side, snaking her arm through his. "As fascinating as I'm sure you've all been this evening, I must insist on stealing my husband away." With a tight smile she tugged Rodolphus away from the disappointed crowd, rather possessively, and steered him to the dance floor.

"I think you owe me a dance, Lestrange. It's the least you could for keeping me waiting."

[inlumenhq]

Alice Longbottom, 28, Gryffindor alum,  Haskiri Velazquez fc, TAKEN.

Birthday: 14th February Gender & Pronouns: Cis Female. She/her Occupation: Senior auror.  Sided with: neutral

personality

Positive Traits: Free-spirited, Dedicated, Competitive, Energetic, Brave Negative Traits: Reckless, Impulsive, Suspicious, Stubborn, Untrusting

past

Born in the middle of the Lestrange Trio, one would have assumed that Alice would have the makings of the perfect pureblood. That was far from the case though. Whilst Alice toed the line, they never really fitted into the pureblood world. Alice was okay at sewing and hosting teas, but really loved to be out in the garden, running around or playing quidditch. It frustrated their mother to no end. Where Alice’s siblings were just as boisterous, the Lestrange parents were left struggling to control their children.

Hogwarts was really the turning point for Alice. They found that being friends with half-bloods and muggleborns was not that bad. Actually, Alice found that they had more in common with them than their pureblooded peers. They started pulling away from her childhood friends, deciding who they wanted to be as a person. Alice knew they didn’t want to be defined by their blood status.

present

Up until now, the Longbottoms have been able to coast along without picking a side. Their both being purebloods, and Alice being from a high-ranking family have allowed them a certain level of protection. Rodolphus is putting pressure on them to join a side, and pick the right side at that. Alice is starting to feel the tension, and the pressure to pick a side. But right now, in their heart, she knows it is not going to be on the Dark Lord's side, and, selfishly, not quite ready to make that decision, and lose their family.

connections

Barty Crouch Jr. - Alice rarely dislikes someone, and really does not like Barty. Luckily their paths don’t cross that much, and when they do, Alice really needs to hold their tongue.

Rodolphus Lestrange - Tensions are currently running high between the middle and eldest Lestrange children. With the Longbottoms having yet to directly claim a side to the war, Rodolphus has taken it upon themselves to try to sway the couple into following in the Dark Lord’s footsteps.

Harlan Zabini - If their parents had gotten their way, Alice would have ended up married to Harlan. Alice wouldn’t have been happy and is rather relieved to have avoided that predicament. They are still on speaking terms from the little bit of talking that happened when the Lestranges were considering Harlan as an option.

Lily Potter - Unlikely friends due to the Lestranges standing in society, but they were quite close. Alice has been quietly devastated by their friend's disappearance and has kept it hidden from everyone but Frank.

Elianna Goyle - Elianna, Josette, and Alice were a little trio. But then Alice started hanging out with half-bloods and muggleborns. Marrying Frank wasn’t seen as the best decision in their eyes, even if he was a pureblood. Whilst Elianna and Josette haven’t necessarily disowned Alice, the trio isn’t as close as they used to be. 

Bios and posts that reference Alice Longbottom can be found by clicking this sentence.

suggested fc’s

Diane Guererro, Camila Queiroz, Cierra Ramirez

[fractured-hq]

RODOLPHUS LESTRANGE

Birthday: 17 January 1950.

Blood Status: Pureblood.

Gender & Pronouns: Cis-male, he/him.

Occupation: Unspeakable; Thought Chamber.

Sided with: Death Eater.

Faceclaim: Colin O’Donoghue.

ABOUT THE CHARACTER

SCHOOL

School: hogwarts, class of 1967.

House: slytherin.

Extra-Curriculars: dueling club. art.

BIO

From the time Rodolphus was born, it was clear that he was the future man of the house. There would be no mistake that their first son would be anything but and Roderick took him under his wing immediately, leaving Astraea to her own sensibilities. This gave Rodolphus his first lesson: marriage was out of convenience and had nothing to do with love. Roderick would even go so far as to teach his true son that love only gets in the way of one’s purpose in life, leaving Rodolphus with a cold heart and large ambitions. He was his father’s puppet, being molded into what a Lestrange should be and always was. Rodolphus took to it like a fish out of water. He became so self-involved, focused, and prideful that there was no way humble was in his cards. The only love he felt was toward himself, part of the prestigious Lestrange family and the Sacred Twenty-Eight that spanned more time than other families only dared dream.

As his siblings followed, nothing changed for Rodolphus. He didn’t take the caring big brother role. They were two little beings that made loud noises, got too close to him, and made too many messes. The only thing that amused him was their stupid questions to which he would give them wrong answers. He would confuse them and point them in the wrong way any chance he got. Rabastan and Alessandra had no chance. Luckily for all three of them, Rodolphus the threesome wouldn’t be under one roof for too long as he was on his way to Hogwarts first.

When he was sorted into Slytherin – the sorting hat skimming his deep brown hair – the room erupted. There was no doubt that’s where he would be however, having a Lestrange in the house again was something to be celebrated. Having Rodolphus in the house was to be celebrated. In his seven years, the young charismatic man charmed nearly everyone he met, whether that meant having them head over heels with him or being utterly terrified and willing to do anything for him. He was a success in everything he touched, including his classes. Well, not classes pertaining to muggles which were a waste of time. But everything else – everything else – he mastered. He wanted to be prepared for anything and that meant knowledge. Without knowledge there was simply no way to win. He had Roderick to thank for that little gem.

Surprisingly, when Rabastan came to school, he did keep an eye on him. He wasn’t entirely sure why, but he felt like his younger brother was weak and, although Rodolphus didn’t much care in the traditional sense, he didn’t want to see anything happen to him or the Lestrange name. However, when Alessandra came and was sorted into Hufflepuff he immediately cut her off and refused her existence. She may have had the Lestrange name but was not a Lestrange. Her life kept going in the wrong direction. Worse and worse. She was a disappointment and deserved everything she got. She was lucky she was still alive. For the time being.

Nearing the end of his stay at Hogwarts the inevitable happened. The engagement announcement. He knew who it was. He had known his whole life. Hell, she had known. He didn’t act surprised when they announced “Rodolphus Lestrange and Bellatrix Black are to be wed.” He simply raised his glass, put on a fake, charming smile he’d become so accustomed to, put his arm around her and nodded to the crowd. The wedding came and went. He could have done worse than Bellatrix. She was a strong woman who could maintain herself. She wasn’t terrible to look at. To be honest, they were an attractive couple. They were an intimidating couple when they worked together – if they worked together. But like he learned from his father, love could get in the way of the bigger picture, and he couldn’t let that get in the way. Right?

After leaving Hogwarts, Rodolphus knew where he stood in society and drank it up like the lavish champagne he would pour down the drain. He had the money and power that made it impossible to not be accepted into the Ministry. He aimed to become Unspeakable, leaving part of his life a secret only he could enjoy. The rest of his life was on display but behind the scenes in the Thought Chamber, Rodolphus learned how the mind worked in a way no one ever could have. This was his chance to get yet another upper hand on those surrounding him. Knowing it would increase his already dark abilities in dueling, potions and spells, it was only a matter of time before he learned to get inside the minds of society, whether it be the upper echelon or rotten scoundrels that deserved to live in the muck. Legilimens was his aim, and a legilimens he became. Yet another upper hand, as if it needed anymore.

As the war progressed, Rodolphus sat back and watched it unfold, ever so perceptive with the Dark Mark beneath the dark sleeves he was forever seen in. The mark pumped through his veins like a heartbeat. If there was anyone dedicated to the Dark Lord, it was he. When he was called upon, he did the Lord’s bidding on a whim, not thinking twice. The tasks he was given gave him pure adrenaline, only deepening his love for the wicked and cleansing the world of the unworthy.

Rodolphus Lestrange presented a strong face, keen mind and mystery to the world that could frighten anyone without his trying. What they didn’t know was the depths of his cruelty, his killings, his torture and, most of all, his lust for it.

WANTED CONNECTIONS

RODOLPHUS is looking for their CONFIDANTE. They work as a UTP, they look like UTP and are UTP years old. Before applying you DO NOT need to contact the requestee. 

RODOLPHUS is looking for BROTHER RABASTAN, their YOUNGER BROTHER. They work as UTP, they look like UTP and are 30 years old. Before applying you DO NOT need to contact the requestee. 

RODOLPHUS is looking for their SLYTHERIN GANG. They work as a UTP, they look like UTP and are 30+ years old. Before applying you DO NOT need to contact the requestee.

CONNECTIONS

Rabastan Lestrange: Younger Brother.

Alice Lestrange: Younger Sister.

Bellatrix Lestrange: Wife. 

Rodolphus is currently TAKEN and played by JUNE.

[multishipperofgaydeadwizards]

(Almost) All the marauders era characters (that I could find at least)

@catinasink the post I promised you.

this list isn't finished yet, but I feel like this list finally deserves to see the light of day. hell, cat, you've probably forgotten this was in the making... which I can't blame you for because this has been happening since christmas 💀

I will update it... eventually. idk when yet

if you want to, you can send me an ask, and I'll tell you my hc for the characters :D

James Potter

Father of Harry Potter

born 27th March 19 and died 31st October 19

Griffindor

pureblood

was at hogwarts from 1971 to 1978

Sirius Black

Griffindor

born 3rd November 1959 and died 18th June 1996

pureblood

was framed for the murder of James Potter and Lily Potter (Evans) and sent to Azkaban

was at hogwarts from 1971 to 1978

Remus John Lupin

born 10th March 1960 and died 2nd May 1998

was bitten by a werewolf as a child (he was four I believe not sure tho)

Griffendor

was at hogwarts from 1971 to 1978

Peter Pettigrew

born around 1960 and died somewhere in March 1998

griffindor, but the head took five minutes to decide

first worked with the order, but then became a deatheater and is the actual reason James and Lily were murdered

was at hogwarts from 1971 to 1978

Marlene McKinnon

died July 1981

marlene was a member of the wizarding mckinnon family, which, according to hagrid, consisted of some of the best witches and wizards of their age, implying that marlene too was a very accomplished witch

Lily J. Evans

born 30th January 1960 and died 31st October 1981

muggleborn

griffindor

married james potter and had Harry Potter with him. she died protecting Harry

was at hogwarts from 1971 to 1978

Mary McDonald

attended hogwarts in the 1970s with lily and severus snape

was attacked by mulciber with dark magic somewhere during her time at Hogwarts

griffendor

Frank C. J. Longbottom

pureblood

married Alice Longbottom

was tortured into insanity by a group of death eaters (bellatrix, rodolphus, and rabastian lestrange and barty crouch jr)

Alice Longbottom

has no canon maiden name, but people often hc her as a fortescue

pureblood

was tortured into insanity by a group of deatheaters (bellatrix, rodolphus, and rabastian lestrange and barty crouch jr)

Molly Weasley (Prewett)

was born as molly prewett, but she married arthur weasley and took his last name

born 30th October 1949 or 1950

pureblood

griffindor

killed bellatrix during the second wizarding war

Gideon Prewett

died 1981

pureblood

was murdered by five deatheaters before the end of the (first) wizarding war (Antonin Dolohov & four others)

he may have had a big nose

Fabian Prewett

died 1981

pureblood

was murdered by five deatheaters before the end of the (first) wizarding war (Antonin Dolohov & four others)

he may have had a big nose

Arthur Weasley

born 6th February 1950

pureblood

griffindor

believer in the equality of all magical and Muggle folk

was born to septimus and cedrella weasley (née black) and had two brothers

married molly prewett, who took his last name

Selina Sapworthy

griffindor

born before 1969

award-winning author in the fields of Herbology and plant-related Divination

worked for the international quidditch team

Wainscott

was born before 1981

worked as a nurse at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry under Poppy Pomfrey during the 1990s

she has no canon first name, but I usually call her Carmen Wainscott

Lucinda Thompsonicle-Pocus

designed the list for materials needed by the students

chief attendant of witchcraft provisions for hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry in the early 1990s

Stebbins

no canon gender

in 1976, they refused to stop writing with their quill even after the time ran out (during O.W.Ls). they got in trouble with flitwick because of it

they have no canon name, but I usually call them Alexander Stebbins and hc them as male

Camelia

was a teacher during the 1990s

possibly a member of the slug club

was murdered by an unknown deatheater after the battle of Hogwarts

after she stopped teaching, she got married

she has no canon last name, but I usually call her Camelia Solis

Patricia Rakepick

was a dark witch and a world-famous curse-breaker for gringotts wizarding bank

exceptional student, top of her class, who, regardless, was always in trouble

attended hogwarts from 1967 to 1974

was said to be friendly with the marauders and even "mentored" them in troublemaking

Olivia Gleaves

was reported missing together with her relative toby in 1997

Caspard Singleton

invented the self stirring cauldron

was born in 1959

Sturgis Podmore

member of the order of phoenix and fought in both wars

was a member of the advanced guard in 1995

was put under the imperius curse by a death to break in the department of mysteries and was sentenced to six months in azkaban for it

Tilden Toots

born 1959

worked as a famous herbologist, potioneer, and radio personality and presenter

was said to have three green thumbs due to both having a wizarding condition and radial polydactyly in his left hand

Davey Gudgeon

visited hogwarts during the early 1970s

nearly lost his eye trying to get close enough to the whomping willow to touch its trunk as part of a game. since the incident, students were forbidden to go near the tree for their own safety, and possibly for the tree's own safety as well

Florean Fortescue

died 1996

summer of 1996, he was abducted and later murdered by lord voldemort

was an expert on the subject of medieval witch-burnings

owner of florean fortescue's ice cream parlour in diagon alley

Albert Runcorn

high ranking wizarding official during the administration of pius thicknesse

he investigated alleged muggleborns and uncovered dirk cresswells muggle ancestry

might have been sent to azkaban for his war crimes against muggleborns

Mary Elizabeth Cattermole

muggleborn

unknown maiden name

was described as small with dark hair that she wore in a neat bun

she lived at 27 chislehurst gardens, great tolling, evesham with her husband and children

Reginald "Reg" Cattermole

sun in libra, moon in virgo

he had three children with mary (Maisie, Ellie, and Alfred)

lived at 27 chislehurst gardens, great tolling, evesham

Bilton Blimes

lived in the highlands of scotland in the 1980s

taken up both residence and employment in the picturesque little all-wizarding village of hogsmeade as the proprietor of zonko's joke shop

Narcissa Malfoy

born narcissa black

pureblood

born 1955

cousin of sirius and regulus, younger sister of bellatrix and andromeda, wife of lucius malfoy

was never a deatheater herself, but also believed in blood purity

slytherin

Lucius Malfoy

born 1954

slytherin

pureblood

deatheater and believed in pureblood supremacy

Thorfinn Rowle

deatheater who fought in the second war

he fought at the battle of the astronomy tower, where he accidentally killed fellow deatheater gibbon, burned rubeus hagrid's cabin, and tortured harry potter

on 1 August 1997, he tracked harry potter, ron weasley, and hermione granger to tottenham court road along with antonin dolohov disguised as construction workers, but the two death eaters were defeated and their memories were modified by hermione to cover their escape

Bellatrix Lestrange

born bellatrix black

pureblood

born 1951 and died 2 May 1998

cousin of sirius black and regulus black, older sister of andromeda tonks and narcissa malfoy

deatheater and believer of pureblood supremacy

slytherin

Zabini

mother of blaise zabini

famously beautiful and had seven husbands who died mysteriously

was known by horace slughorn, which is the reason he invited blaise into his compartment

she has no canon first name, but I usually call her Zoya Evelyn Zabini

Emma Vanity

slytherin

she was captain of the slytherin quidditch team from 1972 to 1976

Lucinda Talkalot

slytherin

she became captain of the slytherin quidditch team in 1976

Septima Vector

professor of arithmancy may have also been the advanced arithmancy studies teacher

known as really strict teacher who gives very hard homework

Evan Rosier

born between 1953-1966 and died in 1981

deatheater

pureblood

possibly related to the (female) black cousins

was killed by alastor moody

Regulus Arcturus Black

died 1979

pureblood

dratheater that turned on voldemort

little brother of sirius black, and cousin of bellatirx, narcissa and andromeda

slytherin

Dorcas Meadows

died 1981

died in the first war and was killed by voldemort himself

was a member of the order of phoenix

Glenda Chittock

born 1964

was the host of the wizarding wireless network program, witching hour. being host of this enormously famous radio program, she is featured on a chocolate frog card

Gwenog Jones

welsh

became a professional quidditch player and later achieved fame as the captain and beater of the welsh all-female quidditch team, the holyhead harpies

later, became the manager of the Welsh National Quidditch team

was the favorite student of slughorn and inducted into his club

Alecto Carrow

deatheater

sister of amycus carrow

after the fall of the ministry of magic in 1997, alecto was made professor of muggle studies; she taught the thinking that muggles are lesser than wizardkind, and likely taught the pureblood-philosophy as well

when severus snape became headmaster of hogwarts, she was appointed as deputy headmistress, alongside her brother (who was appointed as deputy headmaster)

loved to torture students that opposed her

Amycus Carrow

deatheater

brother of alecto carrow

was made DADA professor in 1997, which just became Dark Arts while he thought it

Amycus liked to cruelly punish and torture the students who opposed the new regime

Dolores Jane Umbridge

born 26 august 1961 or earlier

halfblood

slytherin

I don't have to explain her further, do I?

Arnold "Arnie" Peasegood

born 1976 or earlier

worked at the ministry of magic. by 1994, he worked in the capacity of obliviator for the accidental magic reversal squad and also as a hit wizard

Cereus Greengrass

had a blood malediction

Rodolphus Lestrange

pureblood

most likely slytherin

deatheater

Rabastian Lestrange

deatheater

pureblood

most likely slytherin

Severus Snape

needs no explanation

Mulciber Jr

was friends with snape

slytherin

deatheater

threw hexes at muggleborn students

assaulted mary mcdonald violently

has no canon first name, but I usually call him Bruce Mulciber

Avery Jr

was friends with snape

deatheater

slytherin

found it funny when mulciber tried to use dark magic on mary macdonald during the 1975-1976 school year

has no canon first name, but I usually call him Edmund Avery Junior

Wilkes

was friends with snape

deatheater

slytherin

died while trying to avoid being put in azkaban

has no canon first name, but I usually call them Juliette/Willhelm Wilkes

Rita Skeeter

didn't like bilton blimes for a prank that kept her from being able to get into the slug club

was a journalist who wrote for the sake of people reading instead of facts

could transform into a beetle (did the animagus training sometime prior to 1986)

Steve Laughalot

captain of the slytherin quidditch team from 1968 to 1972

slytherin

Florence Greengrass

bertha jorkins once caught her kissing a boy

Tamsin Hillicker

was reported missing along her relative iola

Gibbon Chavez

was a deatheater

it's unknown if he fought in the first war if he got sent to azkaban

Zamira Gulch

author who wrote "practical household magic"

also wrote for the daily prophet

D. L. Boot

went to hogwarts during the 1970s

has no canon first names, but I usually call him Douglas Lloyd Boot

Aurora Sinistra

works as astronomy teacher

her lesson are at night so she sleeps during the day

Emmeline Vance

died in 1996 during a deatheater attack

was a member of the original order of phoenix and probably fought in both wars

Sybill Trelawney

half-blood (muggle mother; wizard father)

made the prophecy about voldemort and the chosen one

she predicted that peter would escape and return to voldemort

worked as a teacher in hogwarts and was fired by umbridge

was born on march 9 in an unknown year

was engaged to a guy with the last name higglebottom but refused to take his last name so the relationship didn't last

Millecent Bagnold

ravenclaw

worked for the ministry

was elected the minister for magic of great britain in 1980

Pandora

mother of luna lovegood, wife of xenophilius lovegood

died during an experiment and luna watched

unknown maiden name

Barty Crouch Junior

deatheater

played by david tennat so obviously the most attractive man ever

received the dementors kiss on June 24th 1995

Doris Purkiss

(in 1995, during an interview) gave sirius an alibi for the night of the peter pettigrew + 12 muggle murders (she said they had a romantic dinner bc sirius= stubby boardman)

lived at number 18 Acanthia Way, Little Norton

Annalena Gleams

born annalena murk

griffindor

was a prefect

Dahlia F.

slughorn kept a picture of her in a viking maiden costume on his shelf

was a singled out member of the slugclub

apparently became an opera singer

Wendy Slinkhard

british

wrote at least 1 book

may be related to wilbert slinkhard, the author of defensive magical theory

was invited to the slugclub

slughorn kept a picture of her signing her book copy

Blossom Degrasse

famous herbologist, author, and potion master

released the book called "A Humble Guide for Potion Brewing You Cannot Live Without"

Mafalda Hopkirk

born 19 February–20 March, in or before 1973

assistant in the improper use of magic office at the ministry of magic

was incapacitated and impersonated by hermione granger

hopkirk's polyjuice potion was described as having a "pleasant heliotrope colour"

presumed that she was a kind and good-natured

E. Lima

e. lima was a wizard or witch who competed in duels. the daily prophet published a special report in 1996 about a duel between e. lima and m. mina, that was the final match of a dueling competition

has no canon first name or gender but I usually call them Estelle Lima and hc her as female

M. Mina

m. mina was a wizard or witch who competed in duels. the daily prophet published a special report in 1996 about a duel between e. lima and m. mina, that was the final match of a dueling competition

has no canon first name or gender but I usually call them Marcelina Mina and hc her as female

Verruca Buckthorn-Snyde

was a dark witch, who was a high-ranking member of a dangerous organisation known as 'R'

was also a metamorphmagus who could change her appearance at will

Villanelle

noted to be a skilled linguist

madam villanelle was a witch who worked at flourish and blotts in the 1980s and early 1990s

has no canon last name, but I usually call her Villanelle Solis

Olivia Green

ravenclaw

worked for the british ministry of magic as an unspeakable in the department of mysteries

eventually became the defense against the dark arts teacher in the 1990-1991 school year

Regulus Moonshine

developed a potion to suppress hags' normal appetite for human flesh. lost several chunks of own body while conducting the clinical trials

the daily prophet called him "professor", but it is not known if he ever taught at a wizarding school

Dirk Cresswell

mid-1990s he became head of the goblin liaison office, at the ministry of magic

fluent in Gobbledegook

a favourite student of slughorn

probably muggleborn

Augustis Pye

trainee healer at st mongo's hospital for magical maladies and injuries in the dai llewellyn ward

was interested in muggle medical practices

Bones

child of mr bones and mrs bones, sibling of amelia and edgar, and parent of susan

has no canon first name or gender but I usually call them Lucas Bones and hc them as male

[fensherohair]

Until The End (Charlie Weasley x Fem Reader) Oneshot

Words: 2.5K Warning: Mentions of Characters' death, injury, and loss. Also On: Quotev, AO3 and Wattpad Note: Originally written around 2011/12 - Edited 2022

The Battle of Hogwarts was raging on around (Y/N). The once great castle she had called home during her teenage years resembled the ruins the outside muggle world saw it to be on a daily basis. The collapsed areas brought a tear to her eye as she remembered her mischievous antics from when she was a student attending the school, how she used her ability as a Metamorphmagi to impersonate professors and ghosts alike, often ending in detention. Even how, in her final year, she had stood by your best friends and helped them rebel against Umbridge, letting her patrons loose in several areas, scaring most who come into contact with it.

(Y/N) was a brave Gryffindor student and a member of the D.A. (Y/N) Black, the daughter of Sirius Black and his school sweetheart, although she had been raised by Remus after her mother had been killed in the First Wizarding War and her father had been sent to Azkaban for a crime he was innocent of. During the battle, she was stationed in one of the many corridors near the moving staircase; (Y/N) could see Fred and Percy nearby, much as she could hear Fred joking about something. George was also close by at the end of the corridor, although he occasionally disappeared when he had the upper hand on whichever Death Eater he fought against. (Y/N) knew others were around somewhere as well, yet unfortunately, she didn’t have time to scan the area as she had her hands full with another Death Eater. (Y/N) knew he was one of the many to escape Azkaban during the two mass breakouts, much like she knew he was a loyal follower of Voldemort. Rodolphus Lestrange.

“I haven’t heard you joke since …..” was the last thing (Y/N) heard before she was forcefully thrown off her feet towards Rodolphus, who seemed just as shocked about the sudden explosion and rubble as she was. Nonetheless, he instantly got to his feet and ran from the scene. Leaving (Y/N) lying on the floor, she expected he would come back eventually, or at least another Death Eater would see her and take their chance to eliminate another who opposed their master. Through her lack of hearing, (Y/N) could about hear someone shouting for another to wake up, yet she couldn't distinguish who it was she could hear, much like (Y/N) couldn’t see much through her blurry vision. The moment she attempted to sit up, (Y/N) felt excruciating, almost torturous pain in her right shoulder. Making attempts to blink away the blurriness so she could get a better look at what was causing such pain, but it did little to help. Soon enough, her hair had changed from its natural (H/C) to the light lavender color to symbolize being hurt or in pain.

“(Y/N),” came the familiar voice of Percy, as hands wrapped themselves around (Y/N)'s midsection as he attempted to pull her to safety. “I’m gonna get the shards from your shoulder, but it's gonna hurt,” calmly spoke the third Weasley brother, (Y/N), who had almost forgotten what he sounded like when he was caring; his cold and Ministry-loving way had almost completely overshadowed it. Just as he said, (Y/N) felt the pain ripple and rip through her shoulder, arm, and neck. She felt as if her veins were on fire as dizziness returned once more. However, her vision began to return a little bit. (Y/N) couldn’t find the will to form words, instead opting to nod in thanks. She didn’t dare look at the wound she had sustained, suspecting her arm would be mangled if the pain was anything to go by. “Look after Fred for me; I’m going after Rookwood, the one who blew out the wall,” added Percy before running off down the hall. (Y/N) watched him go, unable to ask him where the others both cared for were. The only comfort was knowing she wasn't alone; she had Fred, unaware he had been killed in the explosion.

(Y/N) must have been huddled behind the armor for what seemed like hours. The shouts of spells being cast echoed around the corridor, despite that (Y/N) was able to summon the strength needed to move and help those fighting to defend the castle. She wasn’t able to summon the words to cast the spell; all she could do was sit there with Fred, in pain and hope no Death Eater found them to finish off the job they had been so close to succeeding in. (Y/N) soon lent against Fred, almost finding his green jacket interesting as they waited, the fear taking root and grew with every fast-paced and often thunderous footsteps come down the stone corridor.

“I do not wish this. Every drop of magical blood spilled is a terrible waste. I, therefore, command my forces to retreat. In their absence, dispose of your dead with dignity. Harry Potter. I now speak directly to you. On this night you have allowed your friends to die for you, there is no greater dishonour. Join me in the Forbidden Forest and confront your fate. If you do not do this, I shall kill every last man, woman, and child who tries to conceal you from me.” The words echoed around the ruined castle and the grounds, yet this time, there would be no girls screaming out in terror. Instead, there was only silence for what felt like hours. (Y/N) didn’t hear a soul speak a word or even footsteps to indicate someone else was around. Soon enough, the peacefulness was interrupted by familiar voices. One brought happiness to (Y/N) even.

“Percy said they were hidden behind a suit of armor,” uttered Charlie, his voice filled with concern about what he might find. From Percy’s warning, he knew Fred was already gone, and his love was seriously, perhaps even fatally injured; he hoped he was in time to save her even when he knew the pain it would cause if he weren’t. “(Y/N),” spoke the red-haired dragon tamer she'd called your own for so many years. He had spotted her boots and quickly began to struggle to move the armor. Thankfully, Oliver Wood lent a helping hand. The pair of them and Neville stood there for a few seconds before Charlie regained his senses and leaned down to (Y/N), examining the injury to her shoulder and observing the blood pooling around her, his heart already broken to see his younger brother deathly still, cold and with the last smile from his unfinished joke still etched upon his lips. He couldn’t lose you, too; his already broken heart would be shattered beyond repair if (Y/N) left him, much like George would truly be lost if she were to die.

“It's cold,” (Y/N) uttered, looking up to the second son of Molly and Arthur, no longer having feeling in her likely mangled right arm or anywhere around her shoulder; all of it had gone numb at some time ago, although she couldn’t say when. Charlie soon leaned (Y/N) against the wall, blocking her view of Neville and Oliver as they took Fred’s body away, ever more so upon realizing she was none the wise of his fate. Instead, the dragon tamer took his jacket off, gently placing it around her, watching as she snuggled into the warmth it offered. Appearing completely oblivious as to where she was or the concern etched on his features. “Ow!” (Y/N) yelled when Charlie attempted to pull her to her feet; having assessed her injuries, he knew it was far worse than Percy had originally thought.

“Come on (Y/N). Let's get you to the great hall. See if one of the healers can spare a few minutes,” softly spoke Charlie as if he hoped the words to escape his lips would soothe both his growing concerns and looming fears. His memory soon took him for a trip through past events, how the pair had eloped shortly after going into hiding, the dance they shared at Bill and Fleur’s wedding where he had asked you to marry him, even the Quidditch World Cup a few years prior where he had first professed his love for (Y/N) and the Yule Ball that Christmas serving as a lot of firsts, including first dance and kiss. The whimpers of pain to escape (Y/N) brought him more concern, much like he was beginning to hate the rule that no apparition could happen on school grounds. “The others would be happy to see you. George needs you,” whispered the taller redhead as he attempted to get (Y/N) to the Great Hall with as little pain as possible, eventually opting to carry her there to prevent further pain.

Upon walking through the golden doors, Charlie placed (Y/N) back on her own two feet, quickly noticing her lack of balance and how pale she'd gone in the minutes it had taken to get to the hall. Just by looking, anyone could tell (Y/N) had been through hell and back. Her ever-changing hair stuck to your face, as had the dust and dirt from the explosion, and a few scratches scattered her beautiful features, most notably beneath her left eye. Her focus, however, was on those who had been killed during the battle so far, seeing Collin Creevy and Lavender Brown amongst the dead, yet nothing hurt more than seeing Tonks and Remus next to each other, holding hands as they lay motionless on stretchers. Soon enough, her attention was drawn to the rest of the Weasley Clan, Bill, and Fleur looking down in sorrow; Arthur stood nearby with Percy, who at least looked relieved to see you and Charlie. Ginny stood behind Molly, who was leaning on the floor, stroking the hair of one of her twin sons, your heart sinking upon seeing George in tears at the feet of his twin. However, his attention was soon diverted to (Y/N) when Percy pointed in the general direction. Ron was nowhere to be seen, which only caused worry about his whereabouts and well-being.

“I was with him,” whispered (Y/N); Charlie could only look down, knowing she had been unaware she'd essentially been protecting Fred’s body the entire time they were hidden behind the suit of armor. “When did this happen?” she asked as her heart began to break as she tried so hard rack her memory for the answer. George slowly made his way over while Charlie went to get a healer, hoping for the best as he did so. “I was with Fred; when did this happen?” (Y/N) questioned, her hair going light blue to suggest she was upset, hints of the lavender still in there from the pain constantly tormenting her. George could see the obvious confusion, thankful Percy had told him, yet it still broke his heart further to see some he loved in such a way,.

“The wall explosion,” whispered George in response, not daring to speak any louder, knowing if he did, the pain would only grow and strengthen. “He was killed instantly by the rumble,” added the younger of the Weasley twins, watching as it dawned on (Y/N) she had been stowed away with the body of one of her closest friends, his protector against any further harm. “Percy didn’t want to tell you after he saw the injury you had sustained,” finished George as he caught (Y/N) when her knees gave out, the tears staining her dusty cheeks. George was well aware there was little anyone could do to help outside of being there. Just seconds later, Charlie reappeared, sadness in his eyes as he looked upon the one he called wife, knowing there was so much left to do together. There was so much he still wanted to do with her. He still had all the I love you's left to spend on her and his dragons. George quickly realized what the sadness meant and could only look to (Y/N) with a new sense of brokenness, especially when Charlie shook his head to confirm his suspicions. 

“All we can do is make her comfortable,” whispered the elder Weasley as he once again picked (Y/N) up, holding her bridal style. Despite everything, hearing her sweet echoing giggle somehow gave him and George the false hope they needed to believe she would be okay, that she would survive. The same innocent laugh they knew would haunt them for the rest of their lives. The dragon tamer soon sat on the benches to the side of the hall near his family; (Y/N) was resting in his lap with her head against his muscular chest, his arms wrapped around her with one of her hands securely in his, George hugged Ron when he entered the hall. Not daring to speak about what the pain he knew was to come. Bill soon left Fleur’s side to join the pair of you. You were his family, too, the reason his younger brother broke his own vow of never marrying, the reason he spoke of something else other than his dragons.

“When this is over, can we all be a happy family again?” (Y/N) asked with a dazed look in her glazed eyes, not even noticing Hermione appear with concern. All either brother could do was shake their heads to give her the silent answer to her equally wordless question. “The laughter, mischief, love. The never-ending pranks. No war or threat to everything we know and love,” whispered (Y/N). Charlie could only press a soft kiss to the top of her head, his only wish that she would stay with him, yet he knew it wasn’t to be. So, he pulled out his wand, knowing what he was going to do was likely to be his last show of love and affection for his beloved wife.

“Expecto Patronum,” chanted Charlie as he swished his wand, showing his Patronus had changed to match her own. There were tears in his eyes as he saw her smile upon seeing the silvery dragon fly above before disappearing. “It will always be for you (Y/N) until the end,” added the heartbroken Weasley, confessing he wouldn’t love another as he had allowed himself to love her. There wouldn’t be anyone who could ever replace her as his love or soul mate. “Goodbye (Y/N), I know your love will guide us,” cried Charlie as he watched her tangled hair turn from the blue, it had been back to its natural black color for the last time; her body had already limp in his arms. All he could do was refuse to let her go, just holding her in a tight grip, knowing there was nothing he could do to bring his (Y/N) back. “I’ll see you again,” whimpered Charlie as Bill placed a comforting arm around his shoulder, tears of his own staining his cheeks. The toll of the war had come at a heavy price for the Weasley clan; all they could do was hope (Y/N) and Fred’s deaths weren’t in vain, just as he hoped none of those who defended the castle died for nothing.

With Voldermort’s death came the end of the war. The Weasleys huddle together, yet Charlie soon looked around him when he could have sworn he heard your soft voice. “I love you, Charlie, forever.”

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[sofoulandfairaday]

more headcanons, please!!

More headcanons about what, Anon? ^^' Anyways, you needn't ask me with too much emphasis. This time, it's random headcanons (about the Marauder's Era/first war, mostly about the Blacks). You have to be more specific, love, if you want something different.

Bella was part of the Duelling Club at Hogwarts. She made captain in her 7th year, but she found that she enjoyed the title most of all. She hated the bureaucratic/organizational aspect of it.

She was both Prefect and Head Girl, but again mostly for the title. Even then, she disliked kids. She had to be reminded (playfully of course, but still) by Slughorn that she couldn't use magic as a disciplinary method on younger students. This led to her slapping a 1st year boy in the face once and Rodolphus having to cover for her.

Evan Rosier is four years older than Bella and was an exceptional wizard (which is true, in canon). He and Bella were close as children and he was an even bigger fanatic than she. Andromeda absolutely loathed him.

Cissy's sorting was the quickest, then Bella, then Dromeda.

Bella made a point of saying that Regulus was her favourite cousin. While she may have liked him the most, it was Sirius who she respected more and Evan to which she was closest.

She and Rodolphus were Hogwarts sweethearts.

She was also close with Rabastan, but they had a love/hate relationship as they both implicitly fought for Rod's attention.

The Slytherins of that era were very close with each other - an incredibly tight group of people not only from the highest pureblood elite, but also talented and bright. Not everyone could be part of it, even amongst Sacred 28 members.

Evan was a sort of "gang leader" when he was in school, and that title was passed on to Rod and Bella, then Lucius (and Rab, to a lesser extent, despite being older). Andromeda was indirectly part of it, but kept more to herself (I headcanon her as an introvert) and Cissy too, even though they were both very respected in school.

Bella's favourite subject was Charms, Dromeda's was Transfiguration and Cissy's was Herbology.

Bella and Cissy were opposites in the sense that Narcissa, like Druella, had an incredible green thumb: any and every magical plant/flower thrived in her care. Malfoy Manor's gardens during her time as mistress of the house were a sight to behold. Bella could not keep a flower alive if her life depended on it.

All three girls had top grades in Astronomy. Obviously.

The three were also very very close growing up.

They drifted apart in their adult years, with Bella dedicating more and more time to her training, Andromeda running away from home, and Narcissa's courtship with Lucius.

Out of the three, Narcissa was always the most individualistic.

Bella and Rodolphus's wedding was the event of the century. I mean it, it was the grandest, most elaborate, over-the-top, excessive thing. 500 people were in attendance at the reception, every pureblood worth more than two galleons and their mother was there.

It was talked about for the following decade.

Druella and Mrs Lestrange planned the whole thing for more than a year. It started off as polite exchanging of advice. It ended as a full-on war. The days leading up to it were so stressful for everyone involved that Cygnus locked himself in his study and started avoiding his wife and her wedding planners like the plague.

For the first time in his life, Cygnus was scared of his Druella, who, for her part, would accept nothing but the absolute best for her firstborn daughter's wedding.

Mrs Lestrange disliked Bella at once. This dislike turned into absolute hatred over the years. She was convinced (and kind of rightly so) that Bella had ruined her darling son's life.

The dark lord was in attendance too, of course. He found the whole thing excessive and only made a somewhat brief appearance. Bella was still delighted to have him there. At the time, she was still convinced that her feelings for him were profound admiration and a crush. There was sexual attraction, but she was definitely in love with Rodolphus. Wasn't she? She wasn't.

They spent their honeymoon in France and Italy. Mostly Italy (<3). It was a month long.

To Bellatrix's shock, Lucius was officially courting Narcissa when she got back. (When she had left, it hadn't been official yet).

Andromeda had also gotten up to funny business (as if Bella's mere absence from the country had emboldened her). That was when she fell pregnant with Nymphadora.

Two months later, she was gone.

It broke Bellatrix when her sister left her. Her favourite sibling, her partner in crime, her best friend. Oh, sure, the two had become different people over the years and were not as close as they had been as children, but it read to Bellatrix as the cruellest of betrayals.

Andromeda's justification (to herself) was that Bella had betrayed her first, by associating with Lord Voldemort and the Death Eaters, by being more and more conservative as she grew up, by becoming harsher and crueller with age.

She felt both guilty and defiant about it. She was mad at her sister for putting her ideologies and political sentiments before her. If it was her choice to marry a Mudblood, then surely her sisters could make an exception for her sake.

Bellatrix would have preferred her sister married to a dog.

Especially since Rabastan had wanted to marry Andromeda (who didn't know how to feel about that during her Hogwarts years but who liked Rab less and less as a grown-up).

They were never officially engaged but it still read as a slight to Rab - how come his brother got to marry a Black and he didn't? It's not a good reason to marry someone but I won't pretend Rabastan is a good person. Or a particularly rational man.

My boy Rabastan is arrogant, jealous, and petty. And I love him just the way he is.

The last time Sirius saw his cousins (outside of the battlefield and Azkaban) was at Cissy's wedding.

Severus Snape was also in attendance as Lucius' guest and the two almost broke out in a fight in front of everyone.

Bella's wedding was grander, but it was a relatively smooth ordeal.

Lucius and Cissy's (or Cissa's, as he calls her) was full of Shenanigans. Everything that could go wrong, did. But in the end, the guests were (for the most part) none the wiser. I reckon it was more of a behind-the-scenes thing.

Until drunk Sirius grabbed Snape by the front of his robes, that is. They were 6th years at Hogwarts then, and Sirius was about to run away.

Bellatrix didn't know which one she disliked more, and was secretly hoping they killed each other. Still, she was livid at them for threatening to ruin her baby sister's perfect day. She cursed them both personally.

Bellatrix had been, for six whole years of her life, Voldemort's first and only apprentice. She had "graduated" in 1976, when she officially became one of the highest ranking Death Eaters. Her rise to power only continued after that.

In 1978, however, a young new student was suddenly taken under Voldemort's wing. She had disliked Snape from the second she met him, that upjumped half-blood, son of a nobody, who had become a favourite of the Dark Lord's with such speed.

Oh, of course, the other DEs looked down on him, of course, he had started off as nothing more than an errand boy. But he was the cleverest of the bunch and had friends in high places - Lucius Malfoy was seriously considering having him as his son's godfather - and within the year Voldemort had taken a liking to him.

I think LV found a different sort of "camaraderie" with Snape, for lack of a better term. They were more similar than he and Bella were, both in background and temperament. This angered Bella to death, but no one would listen to her when it came to Snape - not Voldemort, not her husband, not her sister, not Lucius.

Speaking of Lucius, he was never best friends with Bellatrix, but they were nothing like in the main series. They still respected each other (since Bella wasn't as out of control and Lucius hadn't yet shown himself as a complete weasel and a coward).

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𝘼𝙋𝙋𝙇𝙄𝘾𝘼𝙏𝙄𝙊𝙉 𝘼𝘾𝘾𝙀𝙋𝙏𝙀𝘿

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ASHLEY! you've been accepted as THEODORE DELACOUR(Theo James fc)

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MARTINA! you've been accepted as BENJY FENWICK (Jack Quaid fc)

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@lcstrangcx 1966 - 3rd year

Andromeda was supposed to be an example of pureblood excellence, to be punctual, poised and all the things her mother told her to be to make the Black name stand tall and prove that they were better than the rest. However, she had fucked up. She had been in the castle more than a few years by no, she knew the way back to the Common Room but today the stairs had taken her the wrong way around and not she was late for curfew. 

She tried running, maybe if she was fast enough she would be able to get past the prefects and not be seen, but if she was fast enough they might actually believe her and not deduct points? One could hope. 

[saintsenara]

Hi! First of all, Happy Saint Patrick’s day! Second of all, I have been binge reading ‘One Year in Every Ten’ this past week and I have been absolutely captivated by it. In particular, I’m interested in your characterisation of Delphini, I liked the parallels between the portrait of Bellatrix as a young girl and the photo of Delphini on her birthday. I’m curious as to what your characterisation of Delphini would be if she was to appear as a more prominent character in a work of yours, things like her temperament, feelings towards her parents (particularly in One Year on Every Ten with a dead-but-not-actually Tom), interests etc. She’s a character I typically don’t have great interest in, since I’ve never been particularly interested in The Cursed Child, but you’ve piqued my interest!

I’d also be curious as to how you think interactions between Tom and Delphini would go down, and what you feel Tom’s feelings would be towards her? I think you’ve mentioned before that he wouldn’t be a particularly hands on father, but his behaviour at the end of Chapter 28 makes me wonder about that apparent lack of paternal nature.

anon, thank you so much! i am absolutely delighted that you’ve enjoyed one year in every ten, and i’m particularly thrilled that you’ve managed to do so while being a member of delphini nation. it will come as a shock to nobody that there are plenty of readers who are having to grit their teeth and suffer through the concept of a bellamort baby - and even more, i’m sure, who have dipped altogether at the first mention - and so it’s very refreshing to meet someone with taste…

the hill i will die on is that delphini’s existence makes sense not only in contexts such as this - which you will never find me claiming feature one-hundred-percent-canon-accurate representations of its stars - but within the canonical voldemort and bellatrix’s character arcs. the big theme of the series for voldemort is that his attempt to outrun his humanity is ultimately futile, and so him fucking around [literally] and finding out that even his body - cobbled together from snake blood and dark magic - is capable of getting his mistress pregnant fits that in a really interesting way. the canonical voldemort also has a really quite profound sense of honour - the most striking example of which is that he detests wormtail for having betrayed james and lily, even though that betrayal was literally what he wanted to happen - and i think this provides an explanation for why he wouldn’t just kill bellatrix [or give her an abortifacient against her will] when she refused to end the pregnancy.

[and i do think he’d be under no illusion that delphini was his - not least because the most canon-plausible time for her to be born is at some point in spring 1997. bellatrix appears in half-blood prince once, in a scene set in early july 1996, and then doesn’t turn up in the text again until the opening scene of deathly hallows, which takes place in early july 1997. if we say she’s born in march or april, this would have her conceived in summer 1996 after all the evidence of canon suggests that rodolphus is back in azkaban. voldemort’s not wheedling his way out of that one!]

this does not - obviously - mean that i think he’d give a solitary fuck about the progression of bellatrix’s pregnancy or his daughter’s early life. as he tells us in one year in every ten, he has never actually seen delphini in person - rodolphus forcing that photograph on him in c.21 is the first time he’s ever laid eyes on her, and i think he was genuinely quite surprised to discover that she had turned into something he could think of as recognisably human rather than just a potato that screamed.

because i don’t think he’ll ever stop hating babies - the trauma of his childhood runs too deep, and a spoiler i’ll give away for free is that there’s no way on god’s green earth that harry is getting a riddle child of his own - but i think he won’t find it particularly difficult or traumatic to interact with a delphini who’s eleven and can, therefore, speak at a reasonable volume and sit still when required. i’ve written in a meta about the canon voldemort’s capacity for fatherhood that i think his relationship with delphini is best thought of as akin to the relationship a child might have with their parents’ family friend, and i think that applies to the tom of one year in every ten too.

[not least because this is exactly how i imagine his relationship with rodolphus and rabastan…]

which is to say that i think they will absolutely get along - i am committed to the idea that they are very similar personality wise, that delphini shares lots of his little quirks [marzipan and crosswords coming in clutch], and that the parts of her which remind him of bellatrix are something he refuses to let bother him because he’s never going to be able to properly acknowledge that he misses her - but that their relationship will always be cordial and superficial rather than resembling anything actually familial.

and i think that’s fine! it’s obviously a damning indictment of tom that he’s been beaten to a pulp in the paternal role-model stakes by… rodolphus lestrange, but it’s also better for everyone if he isn’t expected to assume sole responsibility for delphini’s welfare and if she isn’t expected to have to rely on him for any sort of emotional guidance. she can accept that he’s not dead any more [which i think she probably won’t find too hard - she’s inherited her father’s canonical predisposition towards mysticism], he can have his fortnightly trips to see her - not not something he’s keen on because he can lie on the terrace of roddy’s safehouse like a snake on a big, flat rock - and they can make fun of harry in parseltongue and that can be that.

and yet…

tom is of the opinion that he is very much lacking in paternal instinct and that he and delphini will never have a normal father-daughter relationship. he is also a hypocrite, a pathological liar, and a human being incapable - no matter how much he hates that he can’t - of going through the world as an automaton. the tom of one year in every ten has also obviously had some… experiences which have given him a slightly more stable sense of self than he had when harry blasted him in the head with his own killing curse [which means, i think, that he is able to not resent the fact that delphini wasn’t dragged up in an orphanage, as well as to find it faintly amusing, rather than rage-inducing, that she looks exactly like him]. and so he has found himself - while, of course, he would say that this doesn’t indicate anything at all - invested in the idea that his daughter is safe and happy, and vaguely aware that this is something it’s his responsibility to contribute to.

and maybe - although i think it might take quite a while - he might one day actually be able to interrogate that feeling…

stranger things have happened.

when it comes to delphini herself, something i really like that you can do with her as a character is show how both bellatrix and voldemort’s traits can be read much less negatively than they are in canon in someone who doesn’t doom herself in the narrative’s eyes by continually trying to murder its hero. i like her being just as single-minded and sly and brittle and prone to monologuing as her father and as haughty and loyal and hot-tempered as her mother - and i also like her being as clever and [and this is something i feel gets left out of a lot of fanon versions of bellamort] funny as both of her parents - and this being something which just makes her a fully-rounded and interesting character rather than an irredeemable villain.

but something i’m really wedded to in her characterisation is the idea that the person she’d remind harry of… is tonks.

it seems to be really common for andromeda to be written in fanfic as quite cold - and, sure, the only time we see her in canon she’s not exactly rolling out the red carpet for harry and hagrid - and for all of tonks’ personality to come via ted. i’ve never really vibed with that - and so i’ve always preferred to imagine andromeda [and bellatrix] as being, in their youths, very much like the tonks we see in canon: bolshy and rebellious and messy and cheeky and possessed of a very eclectic fashion sense. i think it’s a really important counter to the black-and-white divide between good people, who are nice, and bad people, who are horrible, in the series for harry [and ron and hermione and ginny etc.] to have to realise that someone who unleashed as much destruction on the world as bellatrix could have been so similar to a woman they all adored; and for tom to have to confront the fact that delphini’s only living cousin is draco - who we know he takes quite a dim view of - and it’s entirely his and bella’s own fault.

[and - some shameless self-promo - i’ve actually written a fic on this topic - everlasting ink.]

of course, the other interesting one year in every ten question is what's going to happen when tom meets harry's children. and the answer... is coming sooner than you think...