#hp snippet

[practicecourts]

this sounds so intriguing!!

WIP Wednesday

Tagged by @starlingflight and @ginnyw-potter

A sneak peak of my forthcoming novel-length multi-chapter Hunted, in which newly promoted Detective Inspector Harry Potter has a serial killer to catch!

I'm going to post about this a bit more in the coming weeks, to hold myself accountable for actually getting the thing written, so I can start posting - it's a casefic and I want to fix all the plotholes first!

Anyway - here's a snippet from what will probably be Chapter 3:

Just as Harry was about to begin the briefing, the door at the back of the room opened, and, to Harry’s surprise, Detective Chief Superintendent Rufus Scrimgeour entered, followed by a woman that Harry didn’t recognise.  Scrimgeour lifted one bushy eyebrow in Harry’s direction, but didn’t say anything, just took up a position leaning against the wall at the back of the room. The woman stood next to him, looking around the room with keen interest. She was short, with freckled skin and chocolate brown eyes, her brunette hair cut in a sharp chin length bob with a fringe that skimmed just above her eyebrows. Harry couldn’t help but notice that she was extremely pretty. She met Harry’s gaze, a small smile playing on her lips, and he looked away, skin heating when he realised he had been caught staring. “Good morning, ladies and gentlemen!” he called, loudly, hoping to distract himself from his discomfort. MIT22 immediately quietened, looking at Harry expectantly. He took a moment to steady himself, then launched into the speech he’d been preparing more or less since his arrival at the station that morning.  “Okay, here’s what we’ve got. Tom Marvolo Riddle is the only suspect in the murder of five women and one man, over a ten year period between 2002 and 2012. Then, he went quiet - until yesterday.”

Tagging @practicecourts, @kay-elle-cee and @celestemagnoliathewriter

[mrstellmeafuckingsecret]

Sirius scowled. “You don’t even know what my schedule is.”

“I know you’re free when I want you.”

Sirius went very still, impossibly red. And then… soft. Gooey, miserable affection replacing the irritation the sight of James’ smug face always sparked in him.

[courfee]

“I’m gonna spend the evening with my alleged boyfriend and his two best friends,” James says. “I thought we should maybe talk over that again before that.”

“What for?”

“You know... boundaries and stuff.”

“We’ve already had this conversation,” Regulus says with a frown. Twice, he adds in his mind. He doesn’t need another reminder that everything between himself and James works on an agreed upon contract. “Is there something else you haven’t mentioned yet that you don’t want me to do?”

“No...”

“Then just do whatever you want, James. This is a pretend relationship, so just pretend I am your boyfriend for the evening.”

For a while nothing but the noise of the road James is walking along comes through the speaker. It’s silent for long enough that eventually Regulus has to tentatively ask, “James?”

“Yes, sorry,” James answers immediately. “I’ll treat you like my boyfriend. You know, it’s just...” he trails off again.

“What?” Regulus asks annoyed.

“I don’t know how to be your boyfriend,” James admits. “I don’t know what you would want from a partner, how you would want to be treated, how much physical affection you’d want or what kind. I don’t know these things about you.”

“Oh,” Regulus breathes out. It feels a little like a punch to his throat. “I also don’t know.”

chapter 15 of ritardando is here :)

[yannfredericks]

scorbus muggle au meet cute in the style of ari and dante bc they have equally ridiculous names….do you see the vision…

[that1notetaker]

Pt.1 of NottPott House for a day comic snippet. Inspired by the The really cool nottpott fic The Burning of The Library written by @wixenforever here. Bit of Spoilers below.

Based on Chapter…what chapter? 22? 23? When Theo and Harry reveal to each other in a burst of hysterics and laughter that originally, the hat wanted to put Harry in Slitherin and Theo in Gryffindor, but didnt because they both chose to stick with their friends instead. The irony of it all, really.

i feel like once Harry sheds away his preconceptions about houses and that it isn't that serious, actually, he might just about drag Theo to cause some mischief. Maybe Harry’s curious and wants to get a taste of what it could have been. Theo, too.

@jundsthoughts @wixenforever Couple of boys getting in trouble for fun.

[that-bitch-kat3]

if you ever wonder how i think the marauders acted with each other here is a snippet from my fanfiction that i will publish in 20 years when i finally figure out the plot structure.

“Wow imagine if I a gave a fuck.” James said. “Really everyone take a moment and picture it.”

Next to him Sirius and Peter made a show of pondering the idea and Remus attempted to hide a laugh behind his hand.

“That would be wild.” Sirius said, well, seriously, and Peter nodded in agreement.

“I know,” James said nodding back, “unfortunately that’s the closest we’ll ever get to it becoming a reality so everyone hold onto that.”

“I’m holding it.” Peter deadpans.

[xlucygraysongbirdx]

my brain is on a Scorbus high so have a snippet

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Scorpius grabbed Albus' hand before he had the chance to leave for his class and despite his better judgement held onto it. Albus turned, wide eyed like a deer in headlights.

"I just want to say thank you," Scorpius spoke. "For being patient with me, for not thinking I'm crazy."

Albus squeezed his hand. "Healer Tealing tells us not to use that word."

Scorpius let out a small laugh and rolled his eyes. "Nonetheless, you stuck with me, I appreciate that."

"I'm always going to stick with you. It's you and me, no matter what.”

Scorpius wasn’t oblivious to his feelings, he’s always been a little in love with Albus, whether he knew it at the time or not. But he had never known his feelings to be quite so intense. It was Albus who pulled him from his panic, Albus who chased away dementors, Albus who stood by him through everything they’d been through, Albus who saw his darkness and chose to love him, Albus. Albus. Albus.

Scorpius nodded lightly, then leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss to his best friends cheek. He pulled away quickly, ducking his head to hide his undoubtedly flushed cheeks.

[mycupofrum]

They do like their shorts short!

James Potter x Sirius Black

[stickdoodlefriend]

Snippet for my Lestappen Harry Potter AU

The dark turrets pierce the thick smog—heavier than the last time Charles had visited—and a passing flickering candlelight in the windows catches Charles's eye. Before he can discern what the luminous blur is, it vanishes out of his viewpoint.

He nudges Sebastian with his elbow, tilting his head towards the office, "Someone's in one of the professor's offices." Considering everyone would be in the Great Hall for breakfast, he doubts there are papers to grade and any professor would want to trudge up five stories to fetch them.

The cold nips his face and he burrows his mouth deeper into the big collar when they hop on to their brooms, the wind picking up the harshness of winter making the whole trip entirely dreadful and there was a murder for them to investigate.

"All studies for the professors are enchanted to keep students out. Are you sure it's not a dormitory and a student slacking off breakfast?"

"No, Max's office is just below it. It has to be a faculty member"

Sebastian raises his eyebrow, and Charles thanks the cold for hiding his flushed cheeks and retorts at Seb's unspoken question, "You know Professor Button's office."

"From the inside, yes. But can I identify it from half a kilometer away from the hundreds of windows and multiple wings and floors of an eight-hundred year old castle?" Sebastian says incredulously, "How many times have you been to the offices?"

"I didn't visit them too often when I studied here," Charles deflects with a half-truth, "only when Max got us both in trouble and lost points for our houses."

To be fair, most hadn't expected Max to get sorted into Ravenclaw instead of Slytherin, whispering about Max breaking records on his O.W.Ls and N.E.W.Ts, slaughtering his way through the other teams in Quidditch, youngest seeker and a champion for the Goblet of fire. Not Charles though—he knows the same hunger that runs deep in Max about the speed and the race of victory but also of the cats back at his mother's house that Vic writes to him about, the numerous dogs, toads and horses that make up the household.

There were whispers about Charles too, Slytherin green unsuitable for someone always running second; loyalty is a Hufflepuff-ridden flaw and maybe that's the hunger within him gnaws at his edges. He's well past it now since graduation, since Max and he parted ways like they've hit the fork in the road and the chasm Charles will not let go.

Now, Max teaches the care for magical creatures at Hogwarts and transmutation, tracking bowtruckles and billiwigs and all sorts of fantastical beasts in his spare time. Charles wonders if the thrill is enough for Max to keep rejecting Charles's offers.

With Sebastian here, no doubt Max will want to seek answers and work with them, be an Auror beside him, wands drawn and fighting with their backs against each other. Charles must be wicked for being excited to visit a crime scene.

[ultravioletbrit]

“smoke” - Jegulus microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - 450 words

Regulus is being assaulted by memories of last summer as they sit around the bonfire. Everything is bringing him back to this exact spot exactly a year ago—the smell of the fire, the salt in the air, the sound of the waves that are being drowned out by the sound of the most beautiful laugh.  

Regulus looks across the bonfire and instantly locks eyes with James and more memories crash over him like those waves. The feeling of his hands, his arms, his lips, his body. The sound of his voice, his whispers, his whimpers, his moans.

Regulus has to hold back his own whimper at the memories. The smoke from the fire is stinging his eyes but he can’t tear them away from James. James is looking back just as intensely with a heat that’s not coming from the fire. They gaze at each other for several long moments and then—just like last year—James nods to the empty spot beside him. And just like last year, Regulus is powerless to refuse.  

Regulus sits down beside James and James immediately threads their fingers together in the space between them. “I missed you.” He whispers softly in Regulus’ ear.

Regulus can see their friends glancing at them—trying, and failing, to be subtle—but Regulus couldn’t care less. He turns to look at James for a moment before turning back to the fire.

“I missed you, too.” He whispers just loud enough for James to hear.

They sit in comfortable silence watching the fire. “I don’t think I can do this again, Regulus.” James says after a moment—casually, like it means nothing. Regulus quickly looks at him again and tries to pull his hand away. James tightens his grip and pulls Regulus closer. “I can’t go a year without seeing you.” James’ voice is dripping with emotions.

Regulus looks back at the fire. “That’s your fault, not mine.” He says with more bitterness than he intended.

“I know.” James says then gets quiet for a moment. “I’m moving back to London.” He tells him—again, so casually like he’s not making Regulus’ head spin.

Regulus snaps his entire body to fully look at James. “What?”

“I’m coming home.” James whispers and Regulus feels a lump forming in his throat. “And I can’t go a year without seeing you, love.” James stares at him imploringly with a small, hopeful smile.     

Regulus stares at him for a moment longer before he clears his throat and turns back to the fire. “Well, we might have to do something about that then.” He tries to sound as casual as James.   

“We just might.” Regulus can hear the smile in his voice as he leans closer to James’ side.  

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[moontearpensfic]

Anytime, Anywhere, Always Snippet

Snippet from my next chapter of Anytime, Anywhere, Always, a Harry corrupts Tom AU! 😌💕

Tom arrives at the nearest Apparition point in the Cotswolds the day they're to move Harry, and he begins the long stroll to his house. Worry clouds his thoughts. Harry's heartbeat has quickened, as if he's angry. He's certainly upset. The day is already a warm one, the sun beating down upon him as he walks and scant few clouds in the sky. It's early enough in the morning that no one is out and about quite yet. On the doorstep to the Potters' home, he can hear muffled shouting from within, both voices male. James and Harry. Tom gives his knuckles a firm rap against the door. "Will you two pipe down!" a new voice shouts, feminine and irate. Lily. "That's probably Tom. You're embarrassing yourselves. James, back off, walk it off." Her voice grows louder as she approaches the door. It opens to reveal her smiling face, but Tom can see how frazzled she is. "Hullo, Tom. Harry told us to expect you. Why don't you come inside?" She steps aside to allow him in—shuts the door behind him. Tom takes only two steps in a foyer lit with bright overhead sunlight streaming down before Harry finds him and yanks him into a crushing embrace. His body trembles against Tom's. Tom strokes his hand over Harry's back and lets Harry hold onto him for as long as he wishes.

[marvohlou]

soulstice

[ complete / 89k words / time travel fix-it ] chapter 10 out now!

A terrible ache coils around his heart. Tom wants to say: I would not have done that to you, but the words catch behind the knowledge that he could have. That somewhere, in the fold between one life and another, he already has. And still, Harry came. It is the clearest act of mercy Tom has ever known. “How can you even stand to look at me?” He whispers. Tom cannot fathom how one person can carry so much forgiveness without collapsing under the weight of it. He wonders where Harry stores it — what part of him is vast enough to hold so much good.

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[courfee]

James swallows his pride, his throat dry, and dials the number. It barely rings twice before Regulus picks up. “James?” he asks, worry lining his voice. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah.” James releases a shuddering breath that has nothing to do with his anxiety about the upcoming match.

“Why did you call?”

James stays silent for a breath. “I don’t know,” he admits. He’s only ever reached out to Regulus while having a panic attack. He’s panicking, alright, but it’s only the normal level of panic. He just wanted to hear Regulus’ voice. He associates it with calming down. With being safe. With doing things right.

“Okay,” Regulus says softly. “That’s okay.”

chapter 13 of ritardando is here :)

[goldenlionprince]

Last line(s) tag game

I was tagged by @nymphaea-auri @lovelymasks @jamesunderwater and @eastwindmlk (took me a while, sorry!! but thank you!! 🥰) here we are (it's for a @prongsfootweekarchive prompt so you won't see the whole thing until August 👀 guess what prompt that is for 😂)

James gasps into the kiss, breathing in an absolution he didn't know he needed from the only one he'll ever worship, the only saint he'll ever pray to. The glass slips form his fingers, tumbling down onto the floor. Whiskey spills and soaks into the expensive carpet but neither of them cares.

tagging (no pressure) @lilacella @squintclover @mycupofrum @neverenoughmarauders @jmagnabo92 if you want to share anything :)

[galaxoshine]

mid story line tag

10 lines from the middle of 10 fics & tagging 10 people

thank you for the tag @the-invisibility-bloke (here), @thecouchsofa (here), @shoopsthereitis (here), and @blackstargazer (here), all of your lines are absolute bangers <3

Come home (to me)

Saxon’s mastered three things in his life: talking bullshit, getting pussy, and ignoring the deep gut stirring in his stomach when he looks at his little brother.

Where there is a flame, someone’s bound to get burned

“Don’t know what?”

“If he had a point, I guess. If I’m not into guys out of sheer spite.”

Christ, Evan could really use a cigarette right now. Social inept as he is, he blurts out, “Want to suck my dick and see if that clears things up for you?”

I dreamed you into life

“Mr Black,” Remus whispers, connecting the dots. Regulus’ gaze snaps to him. “Oh fuck, Mr Black? That’s you?!”

“Repeating my name isn’t going to change the reality of things, Mr Lupin,” Regulus hisses, lips pressed together.

Remus’ cock twitches in his pants on instinct. “Please don’t call me that.”

“I’m still in the room, by the way, if you cared,” Teddy whines, hands over his eyes.

Blood rush

“I’m here to do my job, I’d rather not be thinking about your… medical, or pain kink, or whatever it is that turns you on.” Another groan slips out of those soft lips that sends a shot of heat through James’ body. “A needle, for fuck’s sake, you’re supposed to be scared of them, not turned on.”

Uncovering the myth

“They even glared at me, like I was being rude. Me.”

Posh pretentious arsehole. “You’re right, it’s not all rude to go and randomly ask private information about a guy’s genitals to his exes.”

Draco stares at him in disappointment. “Are you even gay?”

Harry groans, shoving his head into his pillow.

At his fingertips

James rolls his eyes, tugging on Sirius’ arm and bringing them to his car. “Having a kid will do that to you, and you know it. Besides, we’ll talk about this tomorrow when you can’t walk.”

Sirius huffs. “Think you got enough stamina left in you, old man? Wouldn’t want to go to sleep past your bedtime—”

“Fuck off and get in.”

“Well I’m trying but I might be too big to fit you know—”

Summer fever

A year since, I love you, in the quiet of a stolen summer night, and you can’t, amidst the crickets and the soft breeze of an upcoming thunderstorm. A year since she ripped her own heart from her chest and squeezed it dry, trying to get rid of the suffocating emotions, letting the blood taint her hands instead of letting it poison the love of her life, slipping from her grasp.

To be seen

“Your hands,” he mutters instead with a glare. “They’re annoying. I want them gone.” Inside of me, preferably.

Teddy’s eyes bulge. “I’m sorry—what?”

Pray for absolution

Harry’s always belonged to him.

But Sirius belonged to him, first. He gave up his heart for him, and swore to the woman who birthed him he’d always be there for him.

That love morphed, grew teeth, and a hunger that couldn’t be satiated with anything but consumption. Maybe if they’d both grown up less fucked up, they wouldn’t be here. But does it really matter?

no pressure tags : @microdamage @arviyya @lilacfiresoul @bluedahlia912 @starsworth @wolfpadx @xjustkay @1ficklesickle @hoko-onchi-writes @deepseagre3n

[myriadparacosm]

Black Beats Black - snippet 2 chapter 9: Blazing Star

because this part still makes me laugh

"How come you're so fine with it?"

"Wormy, shut it," James says with a scowl. "I'm starting to think you're actually plotting— are you?"

Peter throws him a flat look and glances at Sirius. "Why would I do that? I just find it weird that Sirius almost threw his brother in your arms."

"I can't just be a nice supportive brother?" Sirius argues but he doubts that Peter is actually trying to mess with them. "And I didn't throw them in each other's arms. I just saw good— opportunities."

"Well, you and Regulus don't really get along. Until now. And then Prongs is all— Prongs."

"What? What does that mean?" James asks when he sees Remus nodding wisely at Peter's words.

"And that's exactly why."

"Oi, insult me to my face at least."

"It's a compliment, Prongs," Sirius dismisses.

"I'm pretty sure we agreed that we never date mate's siblings. Don't you remember with Marlene's sister?"

"What's that?" Remus perks up at Sirius' gasp.

"Shut it!"

"She had this gigantic crush on Sirius."

"It's not my fault!"

"Meryl?"

James nods. "And Peter has always been sweet on her-"

He gasps. "That's not true!"

"Oh, you liar," Sirius hisses because it's his fault that it was even brought up.

"What happened?" Remus asks.

James grins viciously. Sirius kicks at the table's foot instead of his shin as he throws him a dark look. "That was the first time Sirius could sleep over, back in second year, and we had Marlene over with Meryl."

"She studies in— Belgium, right?"

"Yeah at the Naaszcademy. Meryl was pretty much always into Magizoology so she only did her first 4 years here, passed exams to enter the school and studies there for— another year, I reckon? She is doing a speciality or something."

Sirius busies himself with his butterbeer. Peter shoots him an accusing look, to which he replies with a scoff and foam spitting around.

"I vaguely remember her. She was in Ravenclaw, right?"

"She was. Wormy and I knew since we were children and he had this huge-"

"I didn't!"

"You let her do everything on you."

"Woah."

"We were playing healers!"

"And potioners. And tailors. And magizoologist."

Peter glares at James with flaming cheeks before turning on Sirius. "Anyhow, she met Sirius once when we slept over at James and Sirius broke his heart."

"I didn't!"

"You did!"

James shakes his head at them and leans across the table to reach Remus. "See, Wormy liked Meryl who was seduced-"

"I didn't seduce anyone!" Sirius exclaims.

"So it was an awkward weekend."

Remus chuckles, amused eyes pausing on Sirius as if it's his fault. "I can imagine."

"I didn't do anything," he insists with a scowl. "I was just having fun with my mates and she was there!" His head snaps toward Peter muttering in his drink. "How is it my fault?! I was only twelve! And you could have told her something."

Peter blushes and his jaw tightens in indignation. "Not with you around."

"Merlin, you're a prat."

"You're a slag!"

"Obviously nothing happened," James resumed. "Marlene got pissed that Meryl pestered her about Sirius and she made this huge scene after the break that no one is dating anyone's siblings because that would be disgusting. We all agreed."

Peter scoffs. "And yet you're dating Sirius' brother, hence breaking the deal."

Remus bursts out laughing at that and Sirius straightens in his seat to look at James.

"That's true!"

"No! We promised about sisters, si-sters," James insists. "And back then you weren't even talking to Regulus."

"Oh, this is such a low blow! You know it counts and we did say siblings!" He argues, despite the half-truth. At that time, Regulus had been barely on his mind. How foolish.

"Brotherfucker," Peter mutters.

Sirius slaps his hand on the table. "I should have tattoed-" Remus quickly hushes him- "that on your lying arse!"

"Regulus wasn't part of the deal!"

"He is my brother!"

James pauses. "Well, it was about sisters."

"It was about siblings!"