#fabian prewett x oc

[tolkienlockian]

A/N: Co-writing fanfiction with @marauder-level-chaos is here!! It's a Marauders and Shadowhunters crossover fanfic, featuring our OCs, Amethyst "Meth" Black and Aster Hightower. First chapter takes places during the second episode of the first season of Shadowhunters, hope you enjoy it and feedback is always welcome! (anyone who wants to be added to the tagslist let us know)

Chapter 1: Godammit

This was ridiculous. Actually, missions for the whole week had been ridiculous. The best and brightest shadowhunters of the New York Institute were stuck babysitting a little girl, all for Jace’s desperate need to get laid. Okay, that last bit may be a slight projection on Alec’s part. Still, ever since this Clary had entered their lives, nothing seemed to be going as it should. Even now they were at the City of Bones, waiting to get her memories back. This girl was definitely way more trouble than she was worth. She had lived her life as a mundane for 18 years and nobody but Alec seemed to think that was suspicious. Jace seemed to trust her blindly and Alec had no idea why. Even Izzy had bonded with Clary’s mundane friend. Maybe if he tried he could get used to these new additions to the institute, but frankly, he didn’t want to. He excused himself from the group under the guise of minding the perimeter for any unwanted guests. There was only one person Alec knew would agree with him about this situation. He picked up his phone and quickly dialed Amethyst, his best friend halfway across the world. It only rang twice before she picked up.

“How’s it going, hot stuff?” Her voice was heavy. Alec could tell he’d woken her up. But he also really needed to talk to her.

“Jace brought mundanes into the Institute. Well one mundane, and a long lost shadowhunter, Clary Fairchild. Her memory has been wiped.”

“Fairchild. Where have I heard that name before? I think I heard my parents talking about it. Anyway, why does she bother you so much?’

“She doesn’t bother me, Meth. I don’t even know her. I just can’t trust her.”

“Hmm, but Jace can. That’s what’s bothering you, isn’t it?”

“You know, I really thought you’d be on my side with this.”

“And I am! I’m just saying there’s more to this than you’re telling me.” Alec knew she was right. Well, partially anyway. “Oh come on, don’t fucking sulk. You’re just pissed because I called you out about Jace. You know I’m always here to talk about it.”

Alec rolled his eyes. “No thank you. I don’t need your leftovers.”

“Good cause it’s not that good anyway.” Their conversation was cut off quickly when Izzy returned, slightly out of breath.

“I lost Simon.”

“Look, Izzy, the mundane isn’t really my responsibili-”

“To Camille.” Meth must have heard that because Alec heard her sigh into the phone.

“Never a dull moment with the Lightwoods.” It was as if on cue, Jace and Clary made their way out from seeing the Silent Brothers. The shocked looks on their faces indicated a strong lack of good news.

“Who’s Alec talking to?”

“Amethyst.”

“Oooo, tell her I miss her.”

“Oooo, keep it in your pants, Wayland.” Meth hissed in Alec’s ear.

“I’m pretty sure she heard you. Anyway, what did you find out?”

Jace and Clary exchanged a look that made Alec want to barf. Why couldn’t they just get to the point?

“Her father is Valentine.” Alec stood there, a blank expression on his face, fighting the urge to scream “I told you so.” Amethyst, however, had no such reservations.

“WHAT?! And she’s still alive?! This is why Alec is the only one in this group with half a brain cell.” While Alec had no doubt that Meth’s screaming had ripped his ear drum, he wasn’t disagreeing with her. Clary should not be here right now. The correct thing to do would be to turn her over to the Clave. They would know what to do. A few 20-something Shadowhunters are not equipped to handle a situation like this.

The ride home was as awkward as Alec had imagined it would be. Neither Jace nor Clary would look at him. And he couldn’t bear to look at them either. How did one little girl make their lives so complicated? Immediately, he went into the training room at the institute. It usually helped him clear his mind.

“Easy there, tiger. You don’t want to break that open.” Alec immediately knew whose voice that was. He’d recognize that insufferable British accent anywhere. Sure enough, he turned around and Amethyst was right there.

“Oh thank Raziel. These idiots are driving me insane.”

“I know. That’s why I asked Fell to portal me here. And I brought Reg. Sirius is on a mission and I’m not leaving him alone in that house. Now, let’s talk over coffee?” Alec nodded, more than willing to catch her up to speed on the shit show that had become his life. And all for a girl he didn’t even know.

***

She loved the Shadow Market! So many colors, sounds and smells for her to enjoy, always something new to discover. Free to mingle, to walk around at her heart's desire, to observe. Tonight she was even lucky, having spotted several mundies with the Sight! She could distinguish them from a mile away; there was something very characteristic in their scent, in how they looked around in confusion and wonder alike, in how they hesitated to stop at a stall and ask for, well, anything.

Funny, she chuckled to herself. Three hundred years and she was still amazed by something as trivial as the excitement of the mundanes.

She shook her head, focusing back on the stunning stand of masks in front of her. All sorts of colors here too, adorned with breathtaking gems and reminding her of a time when the world was younger and she twirled in elegant ballrooms wearing gowns and flowers in her hair. Perhaps the mask with the sapphires would make a nice addition to her collection? Or the other one, the silver, with the powerful glamour?

Suddenly, a gentle vibration from her jacket pocket brought her out of her thoughts. With a frustrated groan she picked up her cell phone, eyes widening at the caller's ID.

“You've got to be kidding me!” She whispered before quickly answering the phone. “On a scale from one to ten, how messed up is it?”

“Now, now, is that any way to greet an old friend?”

“Didn't know you belonged in this category, Raphael.”

“Charming, florcita, but for once I need you to just listen. It's time you leave your little London nest.”

"And why would I do that?”

“Camille is breaking the Accords, does this sound like a valid reason?”

“She what?” Aster left a hiss at the disgustingly familiar name, which was a harbinger of bad news especially when followed by the statement breaking the Accords.

“I know for a fact that your hearing is perfect, my dear. She ordered us to capture a mundane. Hopes to get the Mortal Cup that way.”

“Raphael, stop stalling already! Spit it out, what else is going on? How will a mundane grant her the Mortal Cup?”

“Because he is friends with the Fairchild girl.”

Fairchild?

Did Raphael just mention the Fairchild girl?

The Fairchild girl Magnus told her about all these years ago?

And Camille wanted her mundane friend?

Were these idiots actually trying to start a war that would likely blow up New York?

“Raphael Santiago, what have you done?” A snarl marked Aster's face, making her fangs visible for a few seconds.

“Let's see, I risked my neck by calling you? I try to protect my kin? Now the choice is yours. Clary Fairchild and her little Shadowhunter friends will attempt to save their mundie. We could use an envoy, dare I say, even an ally.”

While Raphael kept talking, part of Aster still tried to process everything she just heard. Not that Camille's breaking the Accords should be particularly shocking. Leave it to her to still be a huge pain even centuries later!

Her eyes involuntarily traveled to the alluring night sky, filled with countless stars. Dawn was a couple of hours away. If she were quick, she'd be on time.

And then the small business of entering the New York Institute.

Who said that life at three hundred would be boring?

Tagslist: @quickbright

[lixzey]

golden

in which sirius black's heart is held captive by certain ocean-eyed redhead.

sirius black x oc

sirius black x marigold evans

coming soon!

@helens3amstuff @gatoenlaciudad @thebetawolfgirl @lovemelikecrazyiloveyoucrazy @tchalamss @lilmaymayy @ashlynnmalfoy @crazycat-ladys-blog @michakune @mxltifxnd0m @spencerr3idd @dangelnleif @sthkate @ferrjulie @imnotoverlyobsessive

[marauder-level-chaos]

Starry Eyes Masterlist

A modern day Hogwarts AU centered around my OC. I have written ficlets for her before but I really wanted to write a series around her. Finally found inspiration while a very dear friend write something. I hope you like her. I am fully aware that thisAu wouldn’t change much if they didn’t have phones but I wanted to write texting. It’s kinda fun. Also I know James and Lily got together in their 6th year not the 5th but they’re cute and I wanna give them more time together okay? This is also a modern AU so modern music also exists here because I am obsessed with the idea of Fabian being a Cigarettes After Sex fan. James is a seeker in my head so that’s what this fic has. Also no hate to jegulus shippers but I am not one so please don’t drag me for not shipping them. Likes and reblogs are appreciated a lot and encourage me to write more.

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Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Taglist: @quickbright @tolkienlockian

[findroleplay]

hi there! i'm eliza (she/her) & at the moment i'm craving either some harry potter, asoiaf, or some hunger games rp. it's like its 2013 again! i'm 25+ (sigh!) so unwilling to write with anyone under 21 under any circumstances, and I write on discord, generally on private servers.

i like to double up in terms of canons - if i write your preferred canon, it would be great if you could write mine - and if we do mxf ships I prefer to double up on those too. I am comfortable writing all genders and dynamics, I just find that having two ships means we both have equal investment! in terms of ocs I have noted a couple of oc scenarios I would like to explore, but in general I prefer to stick faiiiirly close to canons.

i am definitely a 2-3 paragraphs type of writer and i love to ramble on about our characters, novel/novella style!

below i have listed a ships i'm craving, with my preferred role in bold*, as well as some canons I just love writing in any scenario! *if neither is bolded you can take your pick, it means I love writing both of them <3 italicised means I would literally kill for you to write this with me. i'm open to canon x oc or canon x canon, as well as mxf (generally my default but not always!), mxm, or mxf.

I'm very easy going (just silly really) and would put my activity at about a 6/10 - I won't be on discord every day but will absolutely check in with you if I think I'm going to be away from my phone or extremely busy. while I don't have any triggers per say, I prefer to plot and write a little together before plunging into full blown smut, and I like nsfw scenes to have a plot purpose (most of the time lol). needless to say i am extremely anti-jkr. these characters are ours now <3 harry potter: fred weasley x alicia spinnet** (i would probably cut limbs off for this) sirius black x marlene mckinnon sirius black x remus lupin sirius black x ofc oliver wood x katie bell or ofc george weasley x luna lovegood george weasley x angelina johnson narcissa malfoy x lucius malfoy draco malfoy x astoria greengrass alastor moody x anyone fabian prewett x anyone

lily evans x james potter draco malfoy x harry potter ginny weasley x harry potter ginny weasley x pansy parkinson bill weasley x fleur delacour dudley dursley x anyone magical for his redemption arc any minor character ships where we can develop backstories! (just off the top of my head for characters that I love to develop: michael corner, padma patil, justin finch-fletchley, theodore nott, terry boot, susan bones, blaise zabini)

the hunger games: finnick odair x annie cresta haymitch abernathy x effie trinket coriolanus snow x whatever poor girl he decides is going to be his wife gale hawthorne x madge undersee

gale hawthorne x johanna mason ('i could fix him' 'well i could make him worse') finnick odair x ofc (happy to play either role) original tributes in the arena, tribute x mentor if we come up with something good! haymitch x his girl from home (rip babe) asoiaf (book canon): robb stark x jeyne westerling or ofc robb stark x oc if we double! luv writing him sansa stark x jon snow (post parent reveal) jon snow x satin loras tyrell x renly baratheon ellaria sand x oberyn martell catelyn stark x jaime lannister iykyk catelyn stark x roose bolton nooo don't give me the skin of my enemies you're so sexy aha x davos seaworth x stannis baratheon arianne martell x anyone at all! sansa stark x willas tyrell robb stark x margaery tyrell edmure tully x margaery tyrell tbh you can probably persuade me on most canon x canon crack marriages. i got fully invested in lyanna x jaime lannister once so now nothing will surprise me <3 if you're interested in any of these pls like this post so I can reach out and provide my discord!

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[mediocre--writing]

Reflec’twin’

(haha like “reflection” but reflec”twin” - i find myself hilarious)

this is the result of me combing through my lost google docs and finding something i wrote like two years ago :/  honestly ignore it, just put it here so I don’t loose it again

i’m not even really writing for hp any more (FUCK JKR THE ABSOLUTE ASSHAT SHE IS) but enjoy this little thing-a-ma-jig that’s 5.5k words

*

Sometimes, late at night, it seemed like the school creaked with the wild winds.

Fred and George’s creeping around late into the night was never stopped by this fact, even when it sounded as if there were someone screaming late at night, though, upon second thought, that could’ve been Myrtle.

To Fred and George, the screaming of wild winds had become like white noise in the back of their heads, something they’d learned to tune out.

So when the quiet footsteps of their favorite professor were tapping lightly behind them, it became something they tuned out with the wind, until they were dragged backwards by the necks of their sweaters.

Little yelps came from both of them as they turned to look at each other, then the teasing smile coming from their Charms teacher, Professor Agnello.

“Well, fancy meeting you here,” Fred quipped lightly, smiling as he and his brother were dragged through the halls towards her office.

“Yes, what are you doing out this time of night?” George quipped.

“True, it could be dangerous for beautiful women like yourself,”

“Awww, you both really think that I’m not sending a letter to Molly about me finding you out of bed again,” Derya chuckled as she shoved her class door and office entrance open and shoved the boys into seats in front of her desk,  “This could be dangerous for beautiful twins, like yourselves,”

The twins sunk in their chairs as her words sunk in, they were in some deep shit this time.

“So,” Derya exhaled as she sat in front of the boys, leaning back in her large, cushioned chair, “Why don’t you tell me what’s up with the blank parchment in your hand, Freddy?”

“Oh,” Fred’s eyes widened as he realized he was still holding onto the folded parchment they’d nicked from Filch’s office, which had gotten them caught in the first place.

“Just old parchment,” George chimed in.

“Yeah, nothing special,”

“Don’t even remember why we were carrying it, right Fred?”

“Exactly! Should’ve chucked it in the bin ages ago!”

“You’re not fooling anyone,” Derya sat forward to lean on her elbows on the desk, “So if you boys want to continue on your quest to prank everyone in the school, you should coordinate your lies better.”

A silence took over the room, but the charms professor stuck her hand out to the boys, silently asking for the parchment they were still holding.

Fred gingerly placed it in her hands, then folding his hands in his lap again.

“I solemnly swear that I am up to no good,” Derya said loudly and clearly as she pointed her wand at the parchment, which began to fill with scribbles.

Fred and George sat up in their seats, interest piqued with the paper that seemed to be drawing on itself.

“The Murderer’s Map?” George asked, alarmed.

“The Marauders’ Map, actually,” Derya corrected, opening the map onto her desk, pointing out her office and the people in it. “It shows where everyone in the school is at all times,”

She was tracing her finger along the outside walls of the castle, lost in her head.

“Who are the Marauders?” she heard one of the twins ask, her eyes not lifting up off the page.

“Nobody you’d know, boys,” she sighed once again before folding the map up once again, muttering “Mischief Managed,”

“Does your mother ever talk about your uncles, Fabian and Gideon?”

“Not much, she cries over them on their birthdays though,”

“Yeah, everything we know is from dad’s stories,”

“Did you know them?”

“Are they the Marauders?”

“I did know them and no, they aren’t the Marauders, though they did aid the makers in the end, came up with the phrase to open and close it, actually.”

“My brother, Josh, was really close with the twins, actually,” Derya took a long breath before getting into her story. “I was a few years younger, 2 years behind them in school, but I was really close with them in their last years at Hogwarts and during the Wizarding War.

“They were like my own family, mine was kinda crappy, and they were far too much like you both, causing trouble left and right, pranking their friends, enemies, sometimes their teachers. One time they made a Polyjuice Potion to look like Dumbledoor and walked around like that for a few hours, asked people weird questions pretending to be the Headmaster.”

There was a sad chuckle, “Gideon asked me if I knew what Star Wars was and if I could buy him a lightsaber. Quite funny, really, looked just like the two of you, too, bright red hair, joyous personalities, always driving Molly absolutely insane,”

The twins were intrigued, they’d never heard much about their late uncles, only the little things they could hear from their mom or dad, but neither said much anyway, so they were left in the dark on much of it.

“How--” Fred cleared his throat, “Mom never told us how they… how they died?”

A short gasp was heard from Derya, to which both twins told her that she didn’t need to explain if she didn’t want to.

“I was there, actually,” Her eyes flickered around the room as she remembered the day. “We were fighting Death Eaters--it was, like, the middle of the day and all of a sudden there were about seven masked men standing in a circle around us, so we kinda just started throwing jinxes around hoping that it would put them off. Eventually, I got hit with the Cruciatus Curse and was down on the sidewalk,

“Once I recovered, I went to stand up again, but got pushed back down by another curse. Then, both eventually got hit with the killing curse.I mustered up enough energy to apparate away to…I, um, I went to your mom’s house first actually, her and Arthur had just found out they were pregnant with Ginny, and I was lying all bloody on their kitchen floor.”

Derya chuckled at the memory, not so much from the hilarity of the situation, but from the look on 10 year old Bill’s face when he saw her in his kitchen when he had gone in for a snack.

“Wait,”

“We were three when they died?”

“I thought they’d died a while ago,”

“Yeah, way before us,”

Derya shook her head slowly, surprised at the sparsity of information that Molly had given them, “No they were your godfathers, Gideon was Fred’s and Fabian was George’s. Wait, you guys really didn’t know?”

“Nope,”

“This is all new news for us,”

“Wait, then who are our godmothers?”

“Uhhh,” Derya’s eyebrows furrowed together as she played with her fingers under the desk, “Fabian’s girlfriend, Kathrine, was George’s, but she died a little after he did, she was muggleborn, so she kinda had a target on her back--”

“Then who was mine?” Fred asked, eagerly.

“Wow, I was in the middle of my explanation, a bit of patience, if you don’t mind,” Derya lifted a finger to tease Fred, “I don’t have to tell you, ya know?”

“Sorry, just curious,”

“Understandable, I’m surprised Molly really didn’t tell you guys anything, though. Are you sure you just didn’t care to listen?”

“We know everything she’s told us,”

“She says how good of people they were,”

“And how she misses them,”

“And that we remind her of them sometimes,”

“Can’t really blame her, though, they were her baby brothers, she loved ‘em, practically raised ‘em, too,”

“Were you close to mum, too?”

“Ehh, she didn’t really like me that much, I was too wild and we had too large an age difference,”

“Can I be rude for a moment more?” Fred asked.

Derya nodded, unsure.

“Who is my godmother?” He enunciated each word as he spoke it.

“Oh, me.” Derya smiled lightly.

“Seriously?” Fred blinked a few times to clear his head.

“That’s not fair!” George jokingly complained, “Both my godparents are dead and you get a fun and cool godmother!”

“Eh, not that cool and not very fun,” Derya chimed in.

“Wait but you said mom didn’t like you very much!”

“She was running out of options, and had too many kids. No offense to your parents, brothers, or sister, but that house is at maximum capacity… and so is your mother’s temper,”

The twins had bonded with their charms professor that night, she didn’t give them detentions or call their mother, but she didn’t give them the map either, though the fact that it was on her desk in the classroom was kind of a giveaway that she wanted them to take it again.

They would talk a few times each month after first year. She would give them anonymous congrats on their pranks or little adjustments they could use to perfect their prank products.

They became close friends, but the twins never really mentioned her name beyond her being their teacher to their mother, with fear of making her upset that they’d discussed their uncles and the fact that, apparently, they weren't the best of friends anyway.

Fred and George learned more and more about her through more than their conversations.

When Professor Lupin showed up in their fifth year, she seemed happier and would talk with him frequently, but when asked she just said he was a friend from school. They soon learned that he was Moony, from the Marauders Map, and Sirius Black was Padfoot. They also learned that Derya also had some say in how the Marauders Map was made, making sure the Room of Requirement stayed hidden off the map. They’d never felt as proud of her than the day they found out she was just as mischievous as they were.

In their sixth year they noticed how drained she seemed, making sure that Harry Potter was taken care of since, in her words, “I don’t trust Mad Eye as far as I can throw him, and he’s been gaining some weight these days,” It turned out that she was right, and she also grew closer to Harry, Ron, and Hermione that year.

They also learned how close she was with their brother, Charlie (when he came down to monitor the dragons for the first task), who was babysat by her and the Prewett twins when they were younger, apparently they all had been at some point, all except Ginny, who hadn’t been born yet.

That summer, Molly had first heard talk of their charms professor outside of a professor/student conversation. Harry and Ron had been talking about how helpful she was and all the strange knowledge she held about counter curses and jinxes. Molly threw a fit, yelling about how they shouldn’t be jinxing anyone and how she didn’t like that she was teaching them things like that outside curriculum for a charms teacher.

That was also when Fred and George really realized that they shouldn’t bring up their conversations with her.

In their seventh year, when Umbridge arrived, she was one of the few teachers who openly encouraged students to piss the pink toad off. She and McGonagal seemed to grow very close that year. She chewed Umbridge out once she found out that she’d been carving into student's hands, and though she was threatened with being fired, she never was taken from her position as Charms Professor. She also helped Harry with the formation of Dumbledore’s Army, along with aiding in their practice with various lessons that Harry found hard to teach.

Fred and George found out they had magpies for their Patronus, which Derya had mentioned their godfathers also had, and she personally had a Greyhound, which lept around trying to catch the little magpies flying around, just as they once did for Fabian and Gideon’s magpie Patronous’.

They had gotten her advice when they had left Hogwarts, for she had been the one who had suggested the fireworks display their logo for Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes.

She didn’t see them after that, until they invited her to their soft opening, reserved just for friends and family to see what they’ve accomplished.

She cried when she walked in, hugging the boys who she’d taken under her wing in their first year.

Molly threw a tiny temper tantrum when she saw that it had been Derya Agnello who aided her sons in their wild behavior.

“Why won’t you leave my family alone?” Molly asked when the others had moved forward into the store, she’d held her back and had a stern look on her face.

“Molly--”

“No!” She was still whispering, but there was nothing that compared to the wrath of Molly Weasley, “You got both my brothers killed and I told you to stay away, but look where we are now! They have been doing stupid things for years, dropped out of school, opened this damn shop, and it’s always been you! You always mess with my family!”

“Molly, you and I both know that Fred and George are far too stubborn for their own good. They would have accomplished this whether I had intervened or not, they’re insanely smart, they’re just not school people.”

Molly scoffed, turning around, but Derya grabbed her elbow lightly, turning her back around.

“They have excelled in charms through the years, the only time they fail is on tests, they get nervous. How do you think they would have done all this if they were complete imbeciles? This is the work of years of potions, charms, transfiguration, all wrapped up as harmless fun in colorful packaging, which they have already made a small fortune selling at school.

“Molly, I would never have done anything to hurt your family, and I loved Gideon with all my heart, and I loved Fabian, too, they were like family to me and I never wanted them to die, you should know that better than anyone, but I’m not going to let you continue to place blame on me for their death because you don’t want to admit that it was just by chance that they happened to die, but it was a war, and people were going to die whether we like it or not.”

“Are you aware that they’re not stand-ins for Fabian and Gideon?”

“I’m actually well aware, Molly, they are completely different people, even with their similarities. Are you aware of that little fact?”

With that out of the way, Derya wiped any tears that may have fallen onto her cheeks and walked to where the rest of the group was standing, staring at little pink balls of fur--Pygmy Puffs-- or says the sign hanging above them.

While Fred was talking to the group, George slipped away and threw an arm over her shoulders, “You good? Ya look teary, or has our success brought you to tears?”

“Yeah, it’s definitely that one,” she chuckled, leaning to his side, bringing up her hand to ruffle his hair.

“Hey! I put gel in today, had to look nice,” George playfully scolded as he reached to fix his hair.

“Ah, it’s just family and friends, I don’t think anyone cares about your hair,” Derya looked around at the shop and at Fred who was explaining the complex work that had gone into some of the products. “I’m really proud of you boys. You have no idea how incredible and intelligent you both are,”

“Is this just you trying to make me cry with you?”

“Is it working?”

“... Maybe a little bit,” George chuckled as he blinked the tears away.

“I’m gonna miss you little psychos running around Hogwarts, ya know that?”

“I think things will be a lot quieter without us, but I think that you are welcome here whenever you feel inclined to visit, Professor,”

“Cut that bullshit!” Derya laughed, “You haven't once called me ‘Professor’ during your entire time at Hogwarts!”

“I’m making up for lost time, is all.”

The rest of the day went swimmingly, everyone invited enjoyed the shop, along with Fred and George’s dedication to their craft, even Molly, who had even gone as far as to hug Derya when they left.

After the next year, Derya was throwing herself into her job, along with any Order of the Phoenix assignment she could accomplish, the main one was keeping an eye on Harry Potter and his friends during their time at Hogwarts, though it was awfully boring most of the time.

The summer after, however, she went with the other Order members to retrieve Harry from his home on Privet Drive. She was paired with George on a broom, which she was an expert at, given she was the chaser for her house’s quidditch team in school.

Things were going pretty well for the situation, most people had made it to their safe house already and most had been unscathed, despite the few nicks they may have had here or there.

Molly Weasley had become anxious when everyone has returned but George and Derya, she fears the worst, and, in her head, finds another reason to be mad at Derya. THough, when she hears the crack of apparition in her front yard, she rushes to the door.

Walking towards the house is Derya and George, though he seems to be leaning on her completely, causing her to wobble as she walks/carries him to the house.

Arthur rushes out to help Derya carry him to the door and into the living room, where he’s placed on the couch.

His face is completely covered in the blood from his missing ear, and Derya is also covered in her fair amount of his blood, too.

As he’s laid on the couch comfortably, Derya stalks backwards, going into the hallway, only to collapse once she’s out of sight from the rest of the Weasleys and Order Members.

She’s gasping for breath and covers her mouth to quiet her sobs when Bill comes around the corner to see her on the floor. He immediately kneels down to the older woman, bringing her into his arms and gently hushing her while stroking her back.

Her heart was beating so fast that Bill swore he could feel it through her skin, and she was shaking so bad, he was terrified, both for her and her health after this. He was drawn from his thoughts when he heard her start stammering, trying to get words out.

“G--G--Gideon--” Derya sobbed out between breaths as Bill’s eyes widened at the mention of his late uncle. He pulled her closer to his chest in an attempt to calm her down. He didn’t know how this worked for his mother, but he was absolute crap at calming people down.

Fred came around the corner into the hallway a few moments later, almost tripping over Bill’s long legs that were extended across the hallway. It was then that he noticed Derya’s heavy breathing and sat on her other side, rubbing his hand along her arm.

“George’s ok, I promise, he’s joking around and everything,” Fred assured her as she quieted her sobs for the purpose of hearing how George was doing. “He said that he’s ‘saintlike’ because he’s holey now, how ridiculous is that?”

Derya coughed out a small laugh, pulling her legs closer to her body, “He’s ok?”

Her voice sounded more like a rough croak, as opposed to her usual calming voice.

“Yeah, he’s perfectly fine,” Fred said, finally catching her bloodshot eyes, “I promise, he’s exactly the same, just missing an ear,

“I imagine he’ll use it as an excuse to not listen to any of us,” Bill chuckled.

“That he will,” Fred nodded, a smile gracing his face as he looked down at his lap.

“What happened with you? You get hurt?” Bill asked, finally taking a minute to look over her body and looking especially hard at the spots where there was blood, though it seemed to be more from George’s bloody wound than any of her own.

“I’m okay,” She sniffled, wiping her nose on the back of her hand, “Just got shaken up a bit, that’s all,”

“Am I supposed to believe that?” Fred raised an eyebrow as he looked at her.

“It would be nice if you were a bit dumber,” Derya joked, smiling lightly, but she still had a far off look in her eyes, almost like she couldn’t focus.

“Well,” Bill paused, “Ready to go back into the living room?”

It took Derya a minute to answer, her eyes flickering around the walls and pictures, eyes still not focusing fully, “Yeah,”

So Fred got up first, grabbing Derya’s hand and pulling her up, Bill standing on his own. Derya was still shaky while standing, and you could still see the shiny lines on her cheeks from crying, but as she started to walk towards the end of the hallway into the living room, her posture improved and she shook her hands before walking in.

“How close were you two when she babysat?” Fred asked his older brother.

“I’m not really sure, close for a babysitter and a child? Charlie and I were about 10 or 11 when she stopped coming over, but her and Uncle Fabian and Uncle Gideon would always babysit us on weekends so mom and dad could have alone time.”

“Yeah, I know that, but like what was that about?” Fred gestured his hands wildly, referring to her little meltdown.

“I’m not sure, honestly,” Bill sighed, running his hands through his hair, which had grown out quite a bit and now almost touched his shoulders.

The boys ended their conversation soon after, going into the living room to see George sleeping on the sofa and Derya leaning on the coffee table, watching George with her knees pulled to her chest.

“Wanna sleep in a bed tonight?” Bill asked, putting a gentle hand on her shoulder.

“No,” Derya responded almost robotically without tearing her eyes from George’s sleeping body. “Thank you.”

“If you change your mind, just let us know, okay?” Bill asked, trying to get her sad eyes to look at his face.

“Sure,”

The boys went upstairs after that, it had been a long night for everyone and they all needed to sleep, but it seemed like nobody could get what they wanted.

Molly had been tossing and turning in bed, trying not to wake Arthur up but she just couldn’t get comfortable. She threw the knitted comforter off her side of the bed and walked down the stairs towards the kitchen, going to get a glass of water to clear her head.

She was startled at the sight of Derya sitting against the coffee table watching her son sleep.

“What are you doing awake?” Molly asked quietly, but with a rough tone underneath.

“Couldn’t sleep,” Derya’s voice cracked in the middle of her two word sentence, “Molly, you were right,”

Molly’s head shot over to where the girl was sitting, utterly astounded at the comment, as it was the first time she’d ever heard the girl truly apologize to anyone.

“I should have stayed away from your family. I’m so sorry,” Derya choked on her own tears as she sobbed quietly again, pushing the heels of her hands into her eyes, which were already agitated and puffy from her previous crying.

Molly slowly walked over to the girl, crouching down to take her hands away from her face, pulling her up.

“Let’s get something to drink, alright?”

Molly led her into the kitchen, where she sat her at the kitchen table. Molly then proceeded to open a cabinet, then pull out the back wall of said cabinet, grabbing, what seemed to be, a very expensive alcohol.

She snatched two glasses from one of the taller cabinets and set all the stuff on the table in front of Derya, who was still drying her eyes, confused at what was happening.

As Molly poured the alcohol, her eyes flickered over to Derya every few seconds, watching as she shifted uncomfortably in the seat.

A glass was handed to Derya, “Here’s to the constant stress of everyone in this house,”

Derya slipped a small smile at Molly’s obvious aggravation with just about everyone in the house and took a small sip of the drink, which was much stronger than she predicted it to be.

“Thank you,”

“I’m sorry,” Molly confessed, looking into the bottom of her drink, “I’ll admit that I never really liked you. I thought you would corrupt my brothers, then you and Gideon became a thing and I started to like you, but the night they died…”

“I understand.” Derya offered a half smile, “If roles had been reversed, I would have hated me. Actually, I hate me now. I spend everyday thinking that it was my fault, but I’ve finally started accepting that it would have happened one way or another, that if it wasn’t us, it would have been some other Order members who had been out at the time.”

“I get that, Derya, I really do, and it was easy to blame you for it,” Molly took another sip of her drink, “We never talked much, there was the age difference and everything, but I think I always knew that you didn’t corrupt my brothers, or the twins, it just kinda runs in the family,”

Both women chuckled lightly at the mention of the second set of redhead twins.

“Did you ever hear what happened that night?” Derya asked gently, knowing that she had only ever told her brother, John, and Dumbledore, but she didn’t know if it ever got around to Molly.

“The gist, you were cornered, they were killed, you showed up in my kitchen all bloodied up, Bill ran to me screaming,” Molly recalled.

“Did you get details?” Molly shook her head, “I owe you an explanation. Well, I owed you an explanation like 20 years ago, but I didn’t think I could stand the shame.”

Molly gently wrapped her hand around Derya’s in a comforting way.

“I begged Gideon to go with me to get ice cream from this little place down the street, and he kept telling me not to go, but I ended up dragging him and Fabian along, and we got ice cream. They both got strawberry, and they teased me for getting vanilla, and we threw away our napkins, and walked back towards the apartment. Kathrine was still there, she didn’t feel like getting ice cream.

“On the walk back, I jokingly shoved Gideon over towards an alley because he kept poking my face, then someone grabbed his neck and threw him down.” She took a deep sigh in, trying to will the tears down.

“I don’t really remember exactly what happened--adrenaline rush, ya know? So they hit Fabian first, then they got Gid, and I-- I apparated here.”

“Wait, pardon my asking, you were covered in blood,”

“Yeah, when they grabbed Gideon they kinda punched him a bit, probably broken nose, blood on his face, I had a pocket knife so I was trying to stab one of the Death Eaters, as a distraction. Because I did that, they--they used the Cruciatus Curse on me a time or two, some other spell that gave me little cuts here and there. But that’s how they got Fabian down, he got distracted because I went down, so they shot the Killing Curse at him.

“Gideon, he was being choked by a Death Eater, but I kicked the guy’s leg out from behind his knee, and Gid got free, and helped me stand up, but they shot him down as well, and I got scared to go home so in a split second I apparated here.”

“Oh my god,” Molly whimpered, covering her mouth with a shaky hand, tears falling slowly down her cheeks.

“I got really scared tonight, Molly,” Derya’s voice cracked, “I was flying, and George was holding onto my waist, and all of a sudden there was a splatter of blood that flew past me and George screamed and one of his hands let go to grab at his head and I thought he was falling and all of a sudden I was 24 again and Gideon was murdered by a Death Eater.”

Both women were sobbing at this point, glasses empty.

“I never meant to cause harm to you or your family, ever, Molly. You should know that,” Derya could barely talk but she was speeding through her words like she couldn’t get them out fast enough, “I distanced myself from you guys after they died because I knew you were mad at me and I didn’t want to hurt anyone anymore. But the twins came to Hogwarts and I caught them in the hallway with this map of the school and they just reminded me of the boys and all of a sudden, they were like my little brothers and I couldn’t let them go.

“Molly they are so smart and kind, you know your boys, they’re geniuses and they funneled everything from school into something that they enjoyed and they found peace in this world and a job that they love, you should be so proud of them.”

Molly sniffled before getting out of her seat and walking out of the kitchen, back to her room.

Derya sat, stunned, at how abruptly Molly just left, but took in another breath when she saw the ginger walk back into the kitchen, holding a shoe box.

“I was cleaning a few weeks ago, and I found this box of photos, back from when Arthur got his muggle camera, and I thought you may like to see one of them?”

Derya gingerly took the lid off the shoe box and looked inside, pulling out a small stack.

The first photo was of Molly and her brothers, on either side of her, all with bright smiles.

She moved to the next photo, which was a blurry one of just the twins, but they were most definitely trying to get on one another’s back.

Her theory was confirmed when the next four photos, that were also blurry, were of the twins on each other’s backs.

As she flipped through photos, she smiled through tears as she looked at the photos of a much younger Molly and Arthur, some of the twins, a few of Molly and Arthur with Bill as a swaddled baby, then she finally moved onto another stack.

“Those are some of the best ones,” Molly said through a sad smile.

The first photo in the pile was of Gideon and Fabian, who each had their respective girlfriend on their back.

The next few were of Kathrine and Fabian, who were wearing a dorky two person sweater, which Molly had made jokingly for them.

“Gideon tried to get us into one of those but we ripped ours,” Derya told Molly as she passed her the photo, “They were really soft though,”

She continued flipping through photos before coming across one of her and the twins, each with a gross face, sticking their tongues out, middle fingers up. The photo behind that one was of Molly swatting at Gideon, who had moved his hands to a defensive position while Fabian and Derya were laughing at him.

“I remember this!” Derya said quietly and excitedly, “This was--”

Derya’s face dropped at the reminder, but quickly shuffled through the photos, trying to find the one she was looking for, and then it was there, in her hand.

“This was the day he proposed to me,”

The photo was of Gideon on one knee, Derya with her hands cupping his face as they looked at one another. The next was one of them kissing, and the one after that they were being embraced from behind by Fabian, all three laughing.

Molly rubbed Derya’s knee soothingly, remembering the day they got engaged vividly.

Derya began to pull the neck of her shirt down, producing a silver chain with a ring strung through it, “I still wear the ring,”

“Oh, darling,” Molly finally embraced her, it was one of the most emotional hugs that Derya had been in for a while, let alone a normal hug, and she basked in every moment of it.

She basked in Molly’s arms until Bill walked into the kitchen to see his mother and old friend sobbing in each other’s arms, but they broke apart to stare at whoever walked in the kitchen.

“I just wanted water,” He put his hands up like he was guilty, the girls chuckled at his actions.

“You both alright?” He raised an eyebrow, but they nodded and looked at one another, before nodding again. “Well go to bed soon, it’s late for you old folk,”

“Bill I will beat your ass, I don’t care if you need to look pretty for your wedding,” Derya playfully teased.

“Oh, I believe you will, but you both need to sleep, so go to bed,” Bill snarked, ever the sassiest of the Weasley siblings.

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Scenes from the First Wizarding War: Scene 2 - Sturg

A series of scenes following various characters from my First Wizarding War AU, starting in 1975. Mostly following Gideon Prewett and Sturgis Podmore.

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Rating: Teen (some foul language)

Fandom: Harry Potter/Marauder’s Era

Date: Thursday, 7 August 1975 / Friday, 8 August 1975

Location: Ministry for Magic / The Leaky Cauldron

Characters: Gideon Prewett, Sturgis Podmore, Fabian Prewett, Molly Weasley, Miranda Lewis (OC), Juliet Bones (OC), Arthur Weasley

Main Pairings: Gideon/Sturgis, Fabian/OC, Gideon/OC, Arthur/Molly

Warnings: mention of death

Category: m/m

Summary: Gideon invites Sturgis out for drinks to break the ice.

“Podmore!”

Sturgis turned to see Gideon striding toward him, effortlessly dodging the cubicles and desks. Gideon had been here for four years longer than Sturgis had; he had gotten used to the cramped quarters. Meanwhile, Sturgis was still knocking over piles of paper as he navigated the office.

Sturgis tried to hide his slight smile as Gideon approached him.

“Want to get drinks after work tomorrow?” Gideon asked.

“What?” Sturgis hadn’t been expecting that.

“The Leaky Cauldron. Drinks. Tomorrow after work. I know training can be tough, it wouldn’t hurt to loosen up a bit.”

“Yeah, that’d be nice!”

“Great!” Gideon grinned widely. “I’ll see you tomorrow!”

Sturgis watched as Gideon walked away, a warm feeling growing in his chest.

Friday had been an unusually slow day. No new attacks or new problems with the Ministry. Sturgis had spent most of the day doing paperwork, reviewing files of the last attack (a Muggle-born had been murdered not too far from the Ministry), and studying for his first exam since starting his training. He was glad when he was able to leave the office with Gideon.

“See you later,” Gideon called to his brother. Then, before Sturgis could say anything, Gideon grabbed his hand and Apparated.

They landed outside the Leaky Cauldron in London. Sturgis stared at Gideon in surprise, trying to catch his breath. Gideon just smiled back. Sturgis realized that they were still holding hands and quickly dropped his hand. Gideon’s smile dipped slightly, but only briefly.

“C’mon!” he said cheerfully.

Inside, the pub was crowded. They found a small table and Gideon offered to get drinks. Sturgis watched as he made his way to the bar, again struck by how graceful he was.

“So,” Sturgis began as Gideon set down the two Butterbeers and took his seat. “Why did you really invite me out?”

“To get to know you, I suppose.” He took a swig of his drink. “I know Scrimgeour has been tough on you. And I noticed that the current situation has been hard on you.”

Sturgis looked into Gideon’s bright blue eyes. “You noticed that?”

“Well,” Gideon said in a mock superior tone. “I am very observant. It’s what makes me such a good Auror.”

Sturgis laughed. A real laugh. Gideon’s grin widened.

“I haven’t heard you laugh before. It’s a nice laugh.”

Sturgis felt a bit of color rise to his cheeks. “Thanks.”

“You’re mum’s a Muggle, right?”

Sturgis’ smile faded. “Yeah.”

“Is that why you’re so against Voldemort?” Gideon was watching him a lot closer now, maybe to see how he reacted to the name.

“Sort of, yeah. And it’s just wrong. I mean, you’re pure-blood and you know it’s wrong.”

“True, but there’s a lot of decent people who are too scared to say anything against him.” Gideon fell silent for a moment, and then--

“Do you feel like we aren’t doing enough?” he asked.

Sturgis was surprised by the sudden question, but he answered honestly. “All the time. And as a trainee, I can’t really help for three more bloody years!”

Gideon seemed satisfied with the answer. Was this some sort of test?

Gideon leaned in. “Sunday--”

“Gideon Prewett?” Gideon’s eyes slid to someone behind Sturgis.

“Shit,” he said.

Sturgis turned in his chair to see a tall, skinny, young man with brown hair and freckles making his way toward them. “Is that…?”

“Adam McKinnon,” Gideon said through a fake smile, his eyes still on Adam. “An ex.”

Adam approached the table. “Gideon! How have you been?”

“Busy.” Sturgis had never seen Gideon look so uncomfortable. “Been a bit crazy with a war going on. Do you know Sturgis Podmore?” Gideon gestured to Sturgis. “He was in your sister’s year.”

Adam glanced at Sturgis. “Lovely to meet you! Are you two…?”

“Yes!” Gideon said, a little too quickly. “We were actually just about to get out of here though. Maybe we can catch up some other time.” He held his hand out. “Sturg, you ready?”

“Oh!” Sturgis tried to smother a laugh. “Yeah, let’s go back to your place.” He waved goodbye to Adam, who looked thoroughly confused, and took Gideon’s hand, allowing him to lead him out of the pub.

Once in the cool evening air, Sturgis started to laugh. “Sturg?”

Gideon winced. “I’m sorry about that. I panicked.”

“I thought you were supposed to be cool under pressure?” Sturgis teased.

“I usually am!” He ran his hands through his hair again.

“Before we were interrupted and I became your boyfriend, were you trying to ask me something?”

“Yeah,” Gideon said. “I was wondering if you wanted to come with Fabian and I to my sister’s on Sunday. We usually try to have a family meal once a week.”

“Why are you inviting me?”

“You’ve been working with us for two weeks and you haven’t mentioned once about meeting up with friends. Which is odd, because I know you were decently popular at school. You need to have a life outside of work. And I know that, as your co-worker, maybe I’m not the right person--”

“No, I’d love to come.” And he meant it. Whatever awkwardness or nervousness Sturgis had felt around Gideon before was gone. The ice was broken.

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Amethyst Lyra Black (November 3rd, 1959 - )

This is an OC of @marauder-level-chaos. (Thank you for letting me draw her I had so much fun) She is the twin sister of Sirius Black. Her nickname is Meth. Her animagus form is an arctic fox which goes by the name Azeria / Zerry Of course, she's a marauder, sorted into Gryffindor, ran away from home at 16 along with her brother Amethyst's shipped with Fabian Prewett as Prewack Amethyst's signature and "I solemnly swear I am up to no good" (which is in what would be Meth's handwriting) credit goes to @marauder-level-chaos. Thank you for writing them for me to see

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New Chapter for It Doesn’t Change Anything posted!

Chapter 16: Year 1 - Revenge

“So I would like to know…” Gideon began as he flung himself down on the bench between Sirius and Remus.

“As would I!” Frank Longbottom interjected, looking furious as he sat down next to Peter. Peter looked up at the third year terrified.

“How you lot seem to have lost us... what was it again?” Fabian asked, sitting down in between Peter and James, looking at his twin.

“One hundred and seventy points.” Gideon supplied, looking grumpily down at Sirius.

“I mean that’s almost all of the points we won at the last Quidditch match!” Stone Lambkins said, slamming his hand down on the table as he sat down on Sirius’ other side.

“Hey! Ten of those points were Mary.” Sirius said, pointing to the girl’s dark plait on the other side of Stone. Stone looked like he was going to hex him.

“I thought you all had learned from us how to not get caught when pulling pranks.” Fabian said, loading chicken onto his plate as dinner had just appeared in front of them.

“We normally don’t get caught.” Remus said, staring at Sirius while he helped himself to a large chunk of roast beef.

“Yeah, Sirius, it helps when you don’t make fun of the person you’re pranking by telling them you pranked them.” Gideon agreed, giving Sirius a small shove before pouring himself a goblet of pumpkin juice.

“Alright, alright. That was only a hundred and twenty points though! The other forty were because some Slytherin’s tried to attack us in the hallway and we defend ourselves.” Sirius said, looking at Giddeon with puppy dog eyes.

“Can’t imagine what brought on the attack. Peter, I’m not going to hurt you, you can eat.” Frank added as the smaller boy was still staring at him like he might jinx him.

“Aoife might kill you lot though. She, Damini, and Isla are terrifying when they get together to avenge points lost.” Fabian joked, causing the other three third years to laugh.

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MASTERLIST

DETROIT: BECOME HUMAN

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CONNOR

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HARRY POTTER

HERMIONE GRANGER

RON WEASLEY

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WEASLEY TWINS

PERCY WEASLEY

CHARLIE WEASLEY

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SEAMUS FINNEGAN

DEAN THOMAS

☆ NEVILLE LONGBOTTOM

CEDRIC DIGGORY

OLIVER WOOD

GOLDEN TRIO

WEASLEY FAMILY

SHIPS / PLATONIC

SEAMUS FINNEGAN X DEAN THOMAS

OLIVER WOOD X PERCY WEASLEY

MARAUDERS ERA

X OC / READER (SPECIFY IN REQUEST)

JAMES POTTER

LILY EVANS

REMUS LUPIN

SIRIUS BLACK

(YOUNG) PETER PETTIGREW

MARLENE MCKINNON

DORCAS MEADOWES

FABIAN PREWETT

GIDEON PREWETT

PREWETT TWINS

SHIPS / PLATONIC

JAMES POTTER X LILY EVANS

REMUS LUPIN X SIRIUS BLACK

MARLENE MCKINNON X DORCAS MEADOWES

MASTERLIST

LES MISERABLES

X READER / OC (SPECIFY IN REQUEST)

ENJOLRAS

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TEAM CAP

AVENGERS

SHIPS / PLATONIC

STUCKY

STONY

MASTERLIST

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THOMAS

NEWT

☆ MINHO

WINSTON

GALLY

ZART

JEFF

CLINT

CHUCK

GLADER BOYS

SHIPS / PLATONIC

THOMAS X NEWT

THOMAS X MINHO

JEFF X CLINT

MASTERLIST

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X READER / OC (SPECIFY IN REQUEST)

MERLIN

ARTHUR PENDRAGON

SIR LEON

SIR ELYAN

SIR LANCELOT

SIR PERCIVA;

SIR GWAINE

GUINEVERE

MORGANA PENDRAGON

MORDRED

KNIGHTS

MERLIN CAST

SHIPS / PLATONIC

MERLIN X ARTHUR PENDRAGON

☆ MERLIN X SIR GWAINE

☆ MERLIN X LANCELOT

MERLIN X LEON

PERCIVAL X GWAINE

MORGANA X GWEN

ROUND TABLE X MERLIN

ROUND TABLE X FEM!MERLIN

MASTERLIST

NATIONAL TREASURE

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☆ RILEY POOLE

BEN GATES

ABIGAIL CHASE

TRIO

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N/A

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JACK KELLY

DAVID “DAVEY” JACOBS

CRUTCHIE(Y) MORRIS

LES JACOBS

SARAH JACOBS

KATHERINE PLUMBER

RACETRACK HIGGINS

SPOT CONLON

ALBERT DASILVA

☆ ROMEO

MUSH MEYES

BUTTONS DAVENPORT

ELMER KAZPRZAK

HENRY

JOJO DE LA GUERRA

☆ SKITTERY

TUMBLER

FINCH CORTEZ

SNIPESHOOTER

BOOTS

SMALLS (MALE OR FEMALE)

OSCAR DELANCEY

MORRIS DELANCEY

NEWSIES

SHIPS / PLATONIC

JACK KELLY X DAVID JACOBS

JACK KELLY X KATHERINE PLUMBER

SARAH JACOBS X KATHERINE PLUMBER

RACETRACK HIGGINS X SPOT CONLON

SPOT CONLON X SARAH JACOBS

MASTERLIST

THE SANDLOT

X READER / OC (SPECIFY IN REQUEST)

BENNY RODRIGUEZ

SCOTTY SMALLS

MICHAEL “SQUINTS” PALLEDOROUS

ALAN “YEAH-YEAH” MCCLENNAN

SANDLOT BOYS

SHIPS / PLATONIC

BENNY RODRIGUEZ / SCOTTY SMALLS

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and they lay, forgotten

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2SrGaj1

by faearchive

their ending is set: regulus black and thea knightley give themselves to the first wizarding war, quietly attempting to make the world a better place.

but first: their love story.

[ MARAUDERS ERA ] [OC X REGULUS BLACK ]

Words: 864, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling, Marauders Era - Fandom

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Major Character Death

Categories: Multi

Characters: Regulus Black, Sirius Black, James Potter, Remus Lupin, Lily Evans, Gideon Prewett (Harry Potter), Fabian Prewett, Marlene McKinnon, Horace Slughorn, Albus Dumbledore, Tom Riddle | Voldemort

Relationships: Regulus Black/Original Female Character(s), Sirius Black/Remus Lupin, James Potter/Lily Evans Potter

Additional Tags: Marauders Era (Harry Potter), Marauders, Good Regulus Black, Slytherin, Hufflepuff, wolfstar, regulus x oc, Death Eaters, First War with Voldemort, marauders fanfiction

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[ao3feed-snape]

Shakespeare

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by Eva_Fhutyvich

Nadia Volkov's arrival at Hogwarts couldn't have come at a worse time. The Wizarding World is divided and a war is brewing in the shadows. The time is coming where everyone will be faced with choosing a side. Friendships will be tested and broken, enemies will lie on every corner, and nothing is as it seems.

Will Hogwarts' newest student be able to navigate through this new place of mystery or will she fail despite trying? There is much Nadia still has to learn, not only about magic, but also the world she lives in. And as she does, some of the people she meets along the way will stay with her forever. The question is whether that is a good thing? ---------- [Marauders Era - Sixth Year] [Sirius Black x OC]

Words: 17735, Chapters: 9/?, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of Shakespeare Universe

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death

Categories: F/M, M/M

Characters: Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, James Potter, Peter Pettigrew, Marlene McKinnon, Lily Evans Potter, Mary Macdonald, Regulus Black, Severus Snape, Avery Jr. (Harry Potter), Mulciber Jr. (Harry Potter), Lucius Malfoy, Albus Dumbledore, Minerva McGonagall, Fabian Prewett, Gideon Prewett

Relationships: Sirius Black/Original Female Character(s), Remus Lupin/Original Female Character(s), James Potter/Lily Evans Potter, Original Female Character/Original Male Character, Original Male Character/Original Male Character, Alice Longbottom/Frank Longbottom

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[thegoldenyearsrp]

                                      22 de FEBRERO de 2017

♣ — RESERVAS :

OC Jasmine Cephas Jones (24 horas)

OC Katie Cassidy (6 horas)

♣ — AUDICIONES EN EL INBOX :

OC Lily Collins

OC Tyler Young

♣ — CUENTAS :

Krista Collins (24 horas)

♣ — HIATUS :

Ivan Davies & Barty Crouch Jr. ( semi ) — 20 de marzo

Jacob Davies, Katherine Ollivander & Nirvana Dawlish ( semi ) — 23 de marzo

Regulus Black, Lorcan d’Eath, Greta Catchlove & Alecto Carrow ( semi )  — 25 de febrero

♣ — AVISO DE UNFOLLOW :

Alice Watson (inactividad)

Alyssa Abbott (inactividad)

Lucy Karoonda (inactividad)

Mina Lima (inactividad)

♣ — FOLLOWS RECIENTES :

Edric Brown

Evan Rosier

Gemma Shingleton

Gwenog Jones

Lily Evans

Rita Skeeter

♣ — UNFOLLOW :

Cassia Clearwater (inactividad)

Zephyr Parkinson

♣ — PERSONAJES LIBERADOS :

Cassia Clearwater

Zephyr Parkinson

♣ — FCs LIBERADOS :

Caitlin Stasey

Kat McNamara

✦ PERSONAJES ✦

O R D E N   D E L   F É N I X

Alice Watson ( Carey Mulligan )

Benjy Fenwick ( Matthew Gray Gubbler )

Dorcas Meadowes ( Rooney Mara )

Fabian Prewett ( Max Irons )

Frank Longbottom ( Jim Sturgess )

Gideon Prewett ( Robert Pattinson )

Jacob Davies ( Alex Pettyfer )

James Potter ( Matt Hitt )

Lily Evans ( Alina Kovalenko )

Marlene McKinnon ( Lily James )

Mary MacDonald ( Lee Ji Eun )

Remus Lupin ( Andrew Garfield )

M O R T Í F A G O S

Alecto Carrow ( Elizabeth Gillies )

Barty Crouch Jr. ( Dane DeHaan )

Bellatrix Lestrange ( Alejandra Alonso)

Evan Rosier ( Herman Tømmeraas )

Rabastan Lestrange ( Paul Wesley )

Regulus Black ( Logan Lerman )

C I V I L E S

Agatha Figg ( Bella Heathcote )

Alyssa Abbott ( Melissa Benoist )

Amelia Bones ( Merritt Patterson )

Andromeda Black ( Jessica Stroup )

Arthur Weasley ( Caleb Landry Jones )

Betty Braithwaite ( Bae Suzy )

Daisy Hookum ( Evan Rachel Wood )

Danny Wood ( Ansel Elgort )

Darcy Edwards ( Lucy Fry )

Edric Brown ( Dylan O’Brien )

Ellie Dowson ( Hailee Steinfeld )

Gemma Shingleton ( Sofia Black-D’Elia )

Glenda Chittock ( Elle Fanning )

Greta Catchlove ( Olivia Holt )

Gwenog Jones ( Jessica Sula )

Hestia Jones ( Felicity Jones )

Ivan Davies ( Thomas Brodie-Sangster )

Katherine Ollivander ( Karen Gillan )

Krista Collins ( Lisa Teige )

Lorcan d’Eath ( Lucky Blue Smith )

Lucy Karoonda ( Britt Robertson )

Mina Lima ( Adelaide Kane )

Miriam Strout ( Alycia Debnam Carey )

Molly Prewett ( Rose Leslie )

Narcissa Black ( Amber Heard )

Nirvana Dawlish ( Elizabeth Olsen )

Rita Skeeter ( Sarah Gadon )

Rosalind Bungs ( Suki Waterhouse )

Scarlett Travers ( Carlson Young )

Zoe Nettles ( Sophie Turner )

♣ — CANTIDAD DE PERSONAJES :

MASCULINOS: 16 ( + 1 audición ).

FEMENINOS: 31 ( + 1 audición, + 2 reservas ).

TOTAL: 47.

ADMINISTRACIÓN.

[marauder-level-chaos]

Invisible String Chapter One

I wrote this fic from the point of view of my OC because i just wanted to develop her a little more. Please let me know your feedback and opinions. It is a modern day Marauders fic with my OC x Fabian Prewett, wolfstar and Jily.

Tags: Swearing, roommates ish, idk what else

Despite her trusted Jeep Wrangler, the drive from New York to Boston was hell for Amethyst. The only reason she did it every weekend was because James and Sirius’ apartment had better alcohol than hers did. Also because they were her oldest friends and she missed them, but she would never admit that. Besides, she had never missed a game night and she wasn’t about to start now. It took her five hours and two iced lattes, but she finally made it.

“Right on time, Meth.” James greeted her with a hug. He had been the Black twins’ oldest friend. The three had been inseparable since their first day of boarding school at 11. That was so long ago, but Meth remembered it like it was yesterday. She had been to their apartment enough times by now to comfortably navigate her way around.  

“Where’s my brother?”

“Where do you think he is? The bathroom, as usual. He’s dressing up for Remus.”

“Those two finally decided to shag each other?” Remus was the boys’ next door neighbor. He had become a regular at the Black-Potter game nights when the boys moved into the apartment. Him and his roommate, Lily. Neither James nor Sirius complained about these new additions to their group. Though she often felt like a fifth wheel around them, Meth wasn’t complaining either. She had grown quite fond of both of them.

“We’re not shagging. Yet.” Sirius’ head poked out of the bathroom.

“How come you never dress up for me, then, Pads?” A knock on the boys’ front door cut their conversation short.

“I’LL GET IT!” Sirius yelled from the bathroom, making a beeline for the door. Running his hand through his hair a final time, he opened the door. “Hello, Remus.”

Remus stood there with his mouth slightly open. Sirius’ strategy to blind him with glitter and makeup seemed to be working. While the pair stared at each other for an uncomfortably long amount of time, James and Meth welcomed Lily inside.

“We brought Pictionary! And drinks, once Remus can stop staring at your brother.” The mention of his name snapped Remus back to reality.

“Right. I’ve got some hard lemonade right here.”

“Oh, and I invited a friend. I met him during a swim meet. He’s over at Boston University, wants to be a writer.” James would invite half of Boston into his apartment if he could.

“Is he hot?” James raised an eyebrow at Meth’s question. She simply shrugged. “What? I’m tired of being a fifth wheel around here.”

The games began shortly afterward. The five of them were very competitive as a group, especially Amethyst. She was second to Remus, behind only by one point. All she had to do was not let the Jenga tower in front of her fall and victory would be hers. Just as she was about to make her move, somebody knocked on their front door. In a moment of distraction, Meth accidentally knocked over the tower in front of her.

“That must be Fabian.” James got up to get the door.

“Is that the son of a bitch who cost me this round?”

“Be nice, we have guests. And he brought wine.” Meth rolled her eyes at how quickly her brother was willing to sell himself for a bottle of cheap merlot.

“I also brought a poker set. I wasn’t sure what kind of game night this was.”

“Excellent. Everybody, meet Fabian. Fab, that’s Sirius, Remus, Lily and Meth.” He was tall - six feet, Meth would guess - and well-structured. He was exactly her type.

“Meth? That’s an unusual name.”

“It’s short. Like she is.”

“Sirius, I swear to God-” She cut herself short and turned her attention to the stranger in front of her. “Amethyst. My name is Amethyst.”

He smiled and grabbed the empty seat next to her. “So what are we playing?”

“Now that we have an even number of players, we can play Pictionary.” For as bad an artist as she was, Lily was really excited about Pictionary. The group gave in and played a few rounds before moving on to poker. Sirius’ many requests for turning it into strip poker instead were denied.

“We know you want to see Remus’ dick, Siri,but try and keep it in your pants.”

“As if you don’t want to see James take his shirt off.” Sirius’ comment was directed at Lily but Meth couldn’t stop herself from imagining what Fab might look like under that baggy shirt.

“Is this how these always go?” Fab leaned in closer to Meth’s ear and whispered.

“Usually. This isn’t even the worst of it.”

“At least tell me they’re hot. If they’re going to start stripping, I’d rather know what I’m in for.”

“You do know Sirius is my twin, right?”

“I did not know not. James did not tell me that.” Fab turned nearly as red as his hair. “Identical?”

“Minus the penis, yes. Mine’s bigger.”

Fab laughed and Meth realized she hadn’t heard something so contagiously beautiful in a very long time. Or ever, to be honest. He was as fun as he was handsome. That was going to be trouble for her. As the fatigue and hunger from their days set in, game night was brought to a pause. James offered to order dinner for the group. Lily and Sirius’ bickering had evolved into her braiding his hair in a corner. Meth decided to use this opportunity to stretch her legs. She grabbed her beer and headed for the balcony outside.

“Care to join me? This is one of my favorite views in the city.” Fab was only too quick to take her up on her offer. The night was chillier than either of them expected it to be. It was refreshing. Maybe it was the alcohol, or the fact that Fab was sitting close enough to her for her to be able count the freckles on his face, but he was even prettier in the moonlight. Definitely trouble. They weren’t outside for very long before James called them back inside.

“Food’s here. You can flirt later.”

“We weren’t flirting. We weren’t even talking.”

“Meth, you were looking at him with literal hearts in your eyes so please don’t give me that bullshit.” She hadn’t realized that until James pointed that out. James could be wrong. Meth really wasn’t the type of girl to look at anyone with hearts in her eyes, no matter how handsome they were.

Taglist: @quickbright

[nygmaticgirl]

Lista de OTPs

¡Hola! Muchas gracias por tomarte la molestia de entrar y ver las OTPs, pero primero diré las cosas que espero de un partner para evitar confusiones y esas cosas. —Roleo extenso: Cantidad no es calidad. Por lo general roleo de entre 8-20 tweets, me adapto a la persona. Aunque si estoy inspirada puedo llegar a más. No me gustan mucho esos roles de 40 tweets cuando tienen mucho relleno. Si el rol es extenso y la información entregada aporta, pues perfecto. —Buena ortografía: Lo básico. Nada cuesta verificar cómo se escribe x palabra, poner los tildes y usar las ¡ y ¿. 

—Respecto al desarrollo de una OTP: Me gusta tomarme mi tiempo. Una persona no se enamora en un día de otra, ni le pide noviazgo el mismo día que la conoce. Me refiero a que no esperen que haya un beso luego de las diez menciones. No, me gusta ir lento, ser realista, que se enamoren poco a poco y así. A menos que sean canon y ya tengan una historia de por medio. —Sexrol: El punto anterior me lleva a esto. Como dije, me gusta ir lento, no esperen sexrol a las dos menciones. Tampoco quisiera que esto fuera la base de la otp, no me molesta hacerlo, pero garchar no es lo único en la vida. Soy más fan del drama. Not even sorry. —Edits: Soy de subir fotos, edits, videos, crackships, etc. Perdón si los peto. Obviamente, pueden hacer lo mismo.

—Tramas: Me gusta mucho el drama y el sufrimiento, pero sin exagerar. Cualquier cosa, la podemos planear en dm y tal, háblenme con confianza. <3

—Horario: Soy latinoamericana, de Chile específicamente. En caso de que la zona horaria sea una inconveniencia. En fin, estas son las OTPs que me gustaría rolear. Hago tanto masculino como femenino, los nombres encerrados en corchetes [ ] son los personajes que me gustaría llevar o que me acomodan más o que simplemente creo que me saldrían mejor. Si no hay ningún nombre encerrado, quiere decir que creo poder rolear a ambos y me gustaría rolear cualquiera de los personajes.

• Marvel •

➼ Matt Murdock x Jessica Jones.

➼ Wolverine x [Storm].

• Sense8 •

➼  [Sun Bak] x Detective Mun.

➼ [Lito Rodriguez] x Hernando Fuentes.

• Harry Potter •

➼ Albus Dumbledore x [Gellert Grindelwald]

➼ [Sirius Black] x Remus Lupin.

➼ [Fabian Prewett] x Hestia Jones (O, en su defecto, chica OC): Me gustaría rolearlos después de Hogwarts, es decir, cuando entran a la Orden del Fénix y la lucha contra Voldemort.

• Crossover •

➼ Tate Langdon x [Effy Stonem].

➼ Spencer Reid x Will Graham.

• OCs •

➼ Editor/a x [Escritor/a] (Puede ser mxf, mxm, fxf)

 El sueño de A siempre ha sido ser un/a gran escritor/a, sin embargo, cada vez que presenta algún escrito es rechazadx. Un día un editor lx rechazx de una forma no muy cordial y le dice que deje su obsesión, sin embargo, B quien observaba todo en la distancia, toma el escrito y lo lee. Impresionadx, contacta con A para ayudarlx a cumplir sus sueños.

➼  Auror x [Inefable] (La trama puede ser mxf, mxm o fxf).

A es un Auror del Ministerio de Magia. Un día al revisar el hogar de uno de los magos criminales que recientemente ha capturado, se encuentra con unos objetos de lo más extraño. Es por ello que recurre a B, otro empleado del Ministerio que trabaja en el Departamento de Misterios. Mientras B investiga qué son los objetos encontrados, ocurren varios incidentes que amenazan con su vida pues más de un mago oscuro desea esos objetos, es por ello que A decide hacerse cargo de su protección.

➼ Fassavoy AU.

A es el encargado de liderar una pequeña tropa de ocho soldados (B es uno de ellos) en una misión secreta durante la Segunda Guerra Mundial. Las cosas van saliendo mal y los soldados van muriendo poco a poco hasta quedar solo A y B, es entonces cuando A decide que es mejor renunciar a la misión y que hará todo lo que esté en sus manos para proteger a B y llevarlo hasta su hogar a salvo sin importarle si debe sacrificar su vida para ello, pues A no tiene familia que espere su regreso y durante todo el tiempo compartido ha comenzado a sentir algo más por B. También puede ser un AU medieval.

En cuanto a otps por fcs, la lista es interminable. Aquí la dejo.

[marauder-level-chaos]

Please Don’t Be In Love With Someone Else

A five plus one for my OC, Amethyst Black. She is Sirius’s twin and Peter’s replacement in the Marauders. This is written from Fab’s POV and it’s just a little something to get me back into writing after my very long hiatus. It’s five times Fab almost told Amethyst he loved her and the one time he actually did. Feedback and reblogs are always encouraged.

***

The start of Quidditch season often lead to parties in the Gryffindor Common Room. Parties with firewhiskey and Sirius’ loud obnoxious music. And Amethyst. No matter how much he tried to look away, Fabian found himself staring at her. He’d had feelings for her for a few months. He’d realized that at the end of fourth year and hoped they’d go away over the summer. They did not. Fab ran his hand through his red hair. Meth was forbidden. Sirius’ twin sister and a marauder herself. If Fab stepped so much as a hair out of line, Sirius, James and Remus would be on his case. He wasn’t sure who he was scared of more. But maybe Amethyst was worth that risk.

Or maybe she wasn’t. Maybe she didn’t feel the same way about him as he did about her. The way she danced with the Hufflepuff seeker certainly seemed to suggest that. It sent a stabbing pain through his chest. He’d never felt anything like it before.

“Fab! Come dance.” Meth slid into the chair across from him. Her dark bangs fell over her face, nearly covering her eyes. Fab had to fight every instinct to lean over and brush them away.

“I’m good, Meth.” 

“Please?” She pouted and placed her hand over his. Kiss her. Fabian pushed away those thoughts as far away as he could.

“Amethyst, I said I’m fine. Besides, I wouldn’t wanna interrupt you and Boy-Wonder over there.” That was uncalled for. Fab knew that. He just couldn’t help himself.

“Fab, that’s not- I just-”

“Seriously, Meth, go.” Please don’t go.

Meth immediately pulled away her hand. She looked upset. Fuck. “That’s not fair, Fabian.”

“I don’t care.” Yes, I do. I care a lot.

“You have no right-”

“Yes. Yes, I do, Amethyst. I lo-” I love you. Fab caught himself before he could finish that sentence. She was not wrong. He had no right. Hell, this was quite possibly the first time he’d even been able to admit that he loved her. He did love her, though. There was no denying it. It felt good to be able to admit that, even if it was just to himself. Now he just had to figure out a way to undo the damage he’d done.

***

It had taken effort to mend their friendship after that, but Fab was nothing if not persistent. He had invited Amethyst to his practices, as an apology. An apology Meth had graciously accepted. He waved to her from across the pitch. Her long hair blew gently in the soft wind and Fab had never seen anything so beautiful. He held up two fingers and mouthed, “Two minutes.”

Meth smiled and it nearly killed the redheaded chaser. He couldn’t wait to be done with practice  for the night. He also couldn’t help wonder how this could have just as easily been a date, if he only had the balls to tell her how he felt. Six feet of pure muscle and still he was weak every time he was around her. There was still time, though. Maybe he could still turn it into a date.

James sounded his whistle and Fab didn’t even take the time to change out of his sweaty jersey before making his way to Amethyst. “Ready to go?”

“Actually, I was hoping we could stay out here a little longer.” Meth looked at him with so much hope in her eyes, Fabian just couldn’t say no. He quietly took a spot next to her. “It’s just that the night is so beautiful. It would be a shame to spend it inside.”

“Very beautiful, indeed.”

Meth linked her arm through his and gently rested her face on his shoulder. Fab was sure his heart was going to beat right out of his chest. He had no doubt his face was as red as his hair. He was just glad Meth wasn’t looking at him right now.

“You know, I used to love watching the stars when I was a little girl. I still do, I suppose. They are oddly relaxing.”

“Mhm.”

“Are you okay? You seem quiet.” Say something, idiot. It’s now or never.

“Meth?”

“Yes?” She looked up at him, not removing her head from his shoulder. Her somber grey eyes looked almost silver. Fab could see the stars sparkling in them. She was breathtakingly beautiful. So beautiful that she managed to dissolve all the courage Fab had gathered.

“I- uh, nothing.” It’s never, I suppose.

***

They say love makes you lose sleep. They’re right. It was nearly 2 am and every time Fab closed his eyes, he only saw her face. Her laugh echoed through his ears, like a song stuck in his head. He pushed away the blanket and quickly wore his boxers. If he wasn’t going to sleep, he might as well make himself productive and study for his OWLs. He tiptoed down the stairs, trying his best not to wake anybody else.

The common room, as usual, was empty at this hour of the night. Fab waved his wand for some tea and grabbed a fresh scroll of parchment. Damn, that transfiguration lesson. It was his weakest class. He had hoped to study for it over Christmas break but hadn’t had the time. Try as he might, he just could not work his way through the problem. His mind kept going back to Amethyst. He hadn’t seen her since they had gotten back from break. It worried him. He had heard Sirius talk to his friends about his parents. Though he did not know exactly what the twins had gone through over break, Fab knew it was nothing good. He had seen the scars on Sirius’ back. It destroyed him to think that Meth might have matching ones.

“Oh, sorry. Am I interrupting?” The voice was quiet, but it was undeniably hers. Fab looked up and there she was. Meth’s hair was shorter than it had been before, barely grazing her collarbones. It looked really sexy. She looked like she had been crying. It broke Fabian’s heart to see her like that.

“Merlin, no, not at all. Did I wake you? I’m sorry.”

“N-no. I just…can’t sleep.”

“Bad dream?” She nodded ever so slightly. “Meth, you want to talk about it?”

“Can- can I just sit here for a while?”

“Of course you can, darling.” She sat beside him and Fab instinctively grabbed her hand. “You can always talk to me. You know that, right? About anything you want.”

Another short nod. He had never seen her like that. There had to be some way he could fix that.

“Thank you, Fab. I mean it. I think I just need to be around a friend right now.” 

“Should I wake James or Sirius?”

“No, no. I want to be around you. Please.” Fab smiled and squeezed her hand gently. Maybe it was wishful thinking, but he was sure she had paused before saying the word “friend.” Regardless, it was nice to sit with her like that. Despite the silence, they felt comfortable around each other.

“You’re doing it wrong, you know.” She mumbled, resting her head against the table. Without so much as a warning, she grabbed his hand. “Move your wrist in a circular motion, like that.”

Just as she finished her sentence, Fab watched the goblet in front of him turn into a pair of brand new quidditch boots.

“How did you do that?”

“I didn’t do anything, Fabian. You did.” She winked at him before returning her head to the desk.

“You’re incredible, you know that?”

“I know.” Fab watched as her eyes fell shut. 

Fabian gently lifted her to the couch, wrapping her in his jacket. She looked so peaceful. He brushed a hair out of her face, gently tucking it away.

“Good night, Amethyst. I love you.” He managed to whisper and hoped to Merlin she hadn’t heard him.

***

This was possibly the best quidditch game they had had all season. Slytherin didn’t know what hit them. Literally. Fab was sure Marlene had knocked a couple of Mulciber’s teeth out with a bludger. There were celebrations all around in the Gryffindor locker rooms. What a spectacular way to end the season. However, the Slytherins did not think so. They seemed ready to attack the winning team. Unlike most of his team mates, Fabian was usually calm under situations like these. Despite how obnoxious the Carrows were.

“I suppose everyone gets lucky sometimes.” Malfoy taunted.

“Yeah, except you, Blondie. You’re not getting lucky anytime soon.” James countered. Fab may not like this type of confrontation, but he had to admit that was funny.

“If only your game was as fast as your wit, Potter.”

“We won, didn’t we?”

“If you want to call that pathetic attempt a win.”

“Well, at least we don’t have to buy our trophies.”

“Not that you can, anyway. Right, Prewett?” Fab didn’t like it when people commented on his financial situation, but he’d grown accustomed to it. “Besides, wasn’t Black just written out of the inheritance?”

Out of the corner of his eyes, Fab saw James grab Sirius’ hand to steady him. “Watch it, Malfoy.”

“Always quick to defend the Blacks, Potter. Are you sleeping with his sister or something? Not that that would surprise anyone. Amethyst has quite the past-”

A wave of anger flooded through Fabian’s body. His jaw set and before he could register what was happening, he clocked Malfoy across the face. The punch was hard enough that it was going to leave a bruise on the chaser’s hand. Fab didn’t care about that right now. He couldn’t stand anyone talking about Meth like that.

“Don’t you ever talk about her like that again, or I swear I’ll fucking kill you.” Fab could hear the venom in his own voice. This wasn’t him but nobody, nobody, talked about his girl like that. She’s not your girl, you know. But she will be, eventually. Hopefully.

Just as the shock of what he had just done set in, his teammates gathered around to help him out. The pain started stinging his hand. Worth it.

“You good there, tiger?”

“I’m fine.”

“Let’s get some ice on that hand.”

The walk to the common room was short. He could feel the pain in his hand get worse. This was going to be a bitch to heal. Or maybe, it wasn’t.

Meth was sitting in the common room, her feet up on the table in front of her. She looked over and smiled at them. Half of Fab’s hand healed right there.

“Hey, boys. I heard you won the season. Congratulations!” The way she looked at them was intoxicating.

“Freckles over there just clocked Malfoy across the face. It was kinda sexy, if I’m being honest.” Thanks, James.

“Fab!”

“I’m fine. I promise.”

“I expected this from James or my brother. I didn’t think you were the type to go around punching people.” She was disappointed. Fuck.

“I’m sorry-”

“You can’t punch people every time they say something about you.”

“To be fair, he punched Malfoy because he called you a slut. Well, not in those words but he did.” Shut up, James.

Meth’s expression softened. She grabbed his injured hand in her own. “You don’t have to beat somebody up for me. It’s not your job.”

“It’s ours.” James and Sirius chimed in. “And we were going to. He just beat us to it.”

“Shut up, assholes. Let them talk.” This is why Remus is my favorite.

“Of course, it is my job. Amethyst, I lo- Of course, that’s my job. You’re my friend.”

“I’m your friend, too. Never stepped in to defend me, did you, Prewett?” Fab sent his team captain a death glare.

“Leave him alone, James.” Fab smiled. He could get used to this. Once he actually got the courage to admit his feelings for her at least.

***

Potions wasn’t all that bad once Fabian got the hang of it. He wasn’t top of his class or anything but he could definitely get an O on his OWLs for this class. It was a lot like cooking, actually. Yet, he was nervous for today’s lecture. Everyone was, including Lily Evans. She was the best in their class. Slughorn had said so himself. They had good reason to be nervous. The lecture was about Amortentia, the love potion. It carried the smell of the person you were most in love with. In Fab’s case, it was going to be Amethyst Black.

“If that smells like Potter, I swear to Merlin-” Lily swore, stirring her cauldron.

“Do you want it to smell like Potter, Evans?” Black answered, a grin on his face. Lily shot him a very dangerous look and mumbled something Fabian couldn’t quite make out. He was too busy looking at Amethyst, trying to guess what she could be smelling in her potion. A small smile crept on his face as he caught the distinct smell of rain and wet grass. He could also identify the sharp scent of firewhiskey. It was subtle but there was a hint of lavender. Yeah, that smells exactly like her.

Slughorn went around the room, asking everyone what they smelt in the potion in front of them. Some replies were honest, others not so much. Fab dreaded being asked that question. There was no way he could admit his feelings for Amethyst in front of everyone. He couldn’t even admit them in front of her. Hell, he hadn’t even told Gideon yet. So lost in how he’d respond, he almost missed the question.

“Mr. Prewett?”

“Yes?”

“Your scent, please?”

There was a long pause. Fab could feel everyone looking at him, including Amethyst. He wanted to say it. He wanted to tell her.

“I-” The shrill ringing of the bell cut him off.

“Next time then, Mr. Prewett.” Fab shoved his books into his backpack and ran to the door. He had to catch Meth before her next class.

“AMETHYST!” He yelled instinctively. She turned around, but so did James, Sirius and Remus. Why did they always have to walk like a fucking pack? “Uh, hi.”

“Hello, Fabian.”

“I was just wondering what, uh, what you smelt in the potion?” God, he never tripped over his words like that. Meth looked at him, as if she was studying his face, one freckle at a time.

“Ginger. I smelt ginger.”

“Like, the spice?” Meth nodded in response.

“That’s not how it works, Zer.” Remus leaned down and whispered in Meth’s ear, barely loud enough for Fab to hear. Meth quickly followed that by a glare that made the taller boy back off almost immediately. Fab wasn’t sure what was happening but he knew that he definitely did not smell like ginger.

“What, uh, what did you smell, Fab.”

“Nothing. I smelt nothing.” Fab hated lying to her but he couldn’t tell her the truth either. It was clear she didn’t feel the same. He couldn’t bear to lose her as a friend too.

***

The best, and the worst, part about having James as the captain was that he made them practice even when the season was over. At least Amethyst came to watch. Just thinking about her made Fab smile. He quickly caught himself, knowing that if any of his teammates saw him, he’d never hear the end of it. He slid out of his sweaty jersey and looked into the mirror. The full length, anti-fog mirrors in the boys locker room could even make Malfoy look good.

“Admiring ourselves, Prewett? Seriously, how are you single?”

“Flattered, James, but unfortunately I don’t swing that way. Besides, I already like somebody.” The words left Fab’s mouth too quick for his brain to be able to stop him. James looked at him curiously.

“Do I know her?”

“Uh, yeah. Yeah, you do.” It actually felt good to be able to talk to somebody about Amethyst. That changed very quickly when Fab saw James’ smirk grow.

“You do know if you ever hurt her, Sirius would kill you. I’ll help him.”

“Wait, you know?”

“Oh, Prewett. Half the school knows. Except her and Sirius. Even McGonagall knows.”

“Well, I promise you I’m never going to hurt her. I love her.” A small laugh escaped his lips. “Holy fucking Merlin, I love Amethyst Black.”

The boys heard the lock click in one of the stalls behind them. The door swung open, revealing a very shocked Amethyst. Fab felt like his heart would stop right there.

“What are the chances you heard any of that?” Meth looked at him and then at James. Then back at him.

“James, get out.” Great. Now it was just the two of them. She took a couple steps closer to him.

“Oh fuck, Meth, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean-”

“Didn’t you?”

“I mean I did mean it. I…I do love you. But I don’t want our friendship-” She cut him off by kissing him on the mouth. She tasted sweeter than he had thought. Fab also noticed she was on her toes. He hadn’t realized how short she was until now. The kiss was everything he wanted and so much more. His arms wrapped around her waist and hers rested around his neck, her fingers playing with the back of his hair. He could stay like that forever. Unfortunately, the need to breathe separated them.

“Wait a minute, what are you doing in the boys’ room anyway?” He asked, when he finally caught his breath.

“I, uh,  I hid here to prank James and Sirius. I didn’t know I’d find you here. Especially not like this.” Fab smiled down at her, causing her to laugh. She was perfect. Absolutely perfect.