#matilda potter

[kasjophe]

happy pride month 👩🏻‍❤️‍💋‍👩🏽

[magicalicefairy]

Sorry Professor…

[rewritingcanon]

forgot to add but i did a hogwarts legacy uquiz some time ago he he har har

[charlotteuchiha]

[slytherin-paramour]

Ok random headcanon of the day.

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After all of the awful things that happen at the end of the game, MC is just absolutely broken. Losing Fig, losing Sebastian to the Dark Arts, it's all just too much. She's just numb.

She goes to talk to the closest authoritative person to her that's left, Professor Weasley, and breaks down, telling her that she wants the hurting to stop. She decides that she wants to return to the Muggle World.

Professor Weasley is visibly concerned about this decision but says that if it's what she really wants, she'll support her. She also informs her that the decision will mean that the Ministry will probably want to erase her memory of the Wizarding World via Obliviate. MC had already considered this and feels sad but also thinks that it will be a relief to finally forget.

The only person she tells of her plans is Ominis. She feels he deserves to know, as one of her closest friends. Ominis hasn't really spoken to her or anyone since what happened, but when he listens to what she wants to do, he is utterly heartbroken.

On the day that MC is due to have her memory wiped, she's sitting in a room at the Ministry with a few official witches and wizards around. They go over the details of what is about to transpire with her one last time, also producing her wand, ready to be snapped as a finality to her losing her magic.

They give her a last chance to back out. MC just stares numbly at the wall, giving a little shake of her head.

One of them, an elderly wizard, approaches her side and pats her on the shoulder with sympathy before pressing his wand against her temple gently, the tip of it beginning to glow blue.

MC feels a tear roll over her cheek, and she closes her eyes.

A loud bang reverberates around the room as the door is flung open, followed by the sound of angry voices, shouting and footsteps. The wand is removed from MCs head and everyone in the room turns to see the commotion.

A heavy body suddenly slams into MC, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her face to rest in the crook of his neck. She takes in a deep breath, inhaling his scent. A scent she'd know anywhere. Sebastian. Tears fill her eyes.

Sebastian clings to her desperately and tells her not to give up. Not to leave him behind. He knows that he's hurt her beyond repair and that she's suffering, but he'll be there for her from now on in any capacity that she desired. She was everything to him, and she was loved by so many people in the wizarding world. That even though there was darkness, she couldn't just forget all of the light that she'd wrought into the world around her.

He's sobbing as he presses his face into her hair, softly stroking the back of her head. The officials in the room have remained silent, but the elderly man was gently trying to pry Sebastian away from MC.

Professor Weasley, who had until now remained out in the corridor, stepped briskly into the room, followed by Garreth, Imelda, Poppy and Natty, all of whom looked a little ruffled, but when MC made eye contact with them, ran toward her and all piled in for a hug. Imelda reprimanding her tearfully for not telling them about everything.

The officials allow MC some time alone with her friends to discuss things. Apparently Ominis had gathered the troops, telling them of her plans and each of them were dumbstruck and shattered by the thought of it.

None more so than Sebastian, who physically couldn't bear the thought of MC losing her memories. He'd demanded from some of the Hogwarts faculty (Professor Hecat was more than happy to help her favourite student) that they tell him the date of her Obliviation. And here he was.

MC realises just how devestated her friends would be if she went through with this, and feeling their warmth around her, she sobs and decides to stay with them. Her eyes open to meet the familiar dark ones that she loves so much, his eyes a bit puffy from crying. She smiles a genuine smile, silently conveying how grateful she is. He takes her hand in his and squeezes, a quiet promise that they can talk in privacy later.

She takes a deep inhale. She really must repay Ominis for this.

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PT.2 .

Sorry for the angst! I'm an angsty person 🙃

[jomarchswritingjacket]

that moment when you’re so desperate for spring again that you dive headfirst back into your cottagecore phase

[all-too-random]

This woman's shape-shifting ability never ceases to amaze me

[kirain]

Weasley: Thank you, everyone, for attending this admittedly last minute meeting. I just wanted to check in and see what everyone thinks of the new fifth year.

Garlick: I like them. I find them quite pleasant.

Sharp: You find everything pleasant.

Garlick (smiling): Oh I don't know, Aesop. I often find you rather unpleasant.

Fig: *Laughs*

Sharp: ...I miss getting shot at by dark wizards.

[princeson]

I'm pretty sure I exhausted every ounce of motivation I had for drawing on that piece I did for serizawa's birthday and am currently still recovering, and unfortunately ran outta time before I could end up drawing any requests or ideas I had for this Dimple Friday. (I almost didn't get to post anything in time before Friday ended, lmao. I still had 30 minutes to spare, luckily-- phew!)

Now witness here folks... the by-product of artist fatigue!

Dimple Friday #14

[book--brackets]

Welcome to the now various book competitions I run!

Hello! This initially started as Best Childhood Book, but I now also run Best Childhood World and Best Fantasy Book. Competitions run on a schedule of BCB > BCW > BFB with submissions opening occasionally to fill spots.

Since we need some clarification, the definition of childhood book in this competition is as follows: a book people read in childhood that must be for a YA age group or younger and has chapters. There is a difference between “children’s” book and “childhood” book. ANY book that met those requirements could be submitted, as I am striving to keep my personal opinion out of this competition for the most part. This definition will not change for the foreseeable future.

This masterpost will be updated with links to all the polls regularly, and each poll will last 7 days. If you vote, reblog if you can so more people can vote, and feel free to campaign for your personal favorite if you want!

SUBMISSIONS ARE CLOSED FOR CHILDHOOD BOOKS (320/320)

SUBMISSIONS ARE CLOSED FOR CHILDHOOD WORLDS (192/192)

SUBMISSIONS ARE OPEN FOR FANTASY BOOKS (268/320)

Please submit with the name of the book and the author. Check the lists to see if anything has been submitted before trying yourself. If a book is part of a series, it will be listed under the series name (i.e. The Lightning Thief > Percy Jackson and the Olympians or The Golden Compass > His Dark Materials). You can find the current list of childhood books here. A world will be listed with its series, and you can find the current list of worlds here. You can find the current list of fantasy books here.

Poll links and rules under the cut

Help decide parameters for submissions with some fringe cases: recently published YA, adult books lots of children/teens read, retelling worlds

First Competition (here)

Second Competition (here)

Third Competition (here)

Fourth Competition (here)

BCW First Competition (here)

BFB First Competition (here)

Rules/Guidelines

3 books per submission!

Submissions for Childhood Books

Must be a middle grade or young adult book

Must have chapters

Must be able to be found on Goodreads

Submissions for Childhood Worlds

Must be the setting of a middle grade or young adult book.

Must be either a whole other world (i.e. Narnia, Panem), a setting largely separate from our own world (i.e. Hogwarts, Camp Half-Blood), or a specific setting within our own world that is invented for the purpose of that book (i.e. 221B Baker Street, Ferryport Landing)

Main characters have to have visited this place

Cannot be somewhere that already exists in our world outside that book

Submissions for Fantasy Books

Must be listed as 'fantasy' or some fantasy subgenre within the first three genres on Goodreads or Storygraph

Must be able to be found on Goodreads

Must have chapters but can otherwise be for any age range

Polls

Be respectful (no hate, no harassment, I will block you)

I'm totally okay with spam reblogs; if you want to subject your followers to seventeen copies of a poll, you do you

If you're trying to get my attention about something, @ me or submit an ask, there's no guarantee I'll see all the reblogs

In preliminary polls, if a title gets less than 2% of the vote it will be removed from the list

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First Competition: Percy Jackson and the Olympians by Rick Riordan

Second Competition: Animorphs by K. A. Applegate

Third Competition: Lockwood & Co. by Jonathan Stroud

Fourth Competition: The Hobbit by J. R. R. Tolkien

BCW First Competition: 35 Portland Row from Lockwood & Co. by Jonathan Stroud

[kolori]

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[theladwhoisweird]

This is my teacher. Today's his 44th birthday. He's celebrating it at the afterlife though.

O captain, My Captain, Mr. Pagangpang, Sir, you will be missed.

[eternalremorse]

A Brotherly Christmas

Summary: Garreth Weasley and his older brother, Oscar, have had to spend Christmas at Hogwarts due to their family being away. This is the first time Garreth has ever been away from his family over the festive season, and he is very upset about it. Oscar tries to come up with a plan to help cheer up his little brother.

Word Count: 1.8k

Notes: Oscar Weasley is an OC I created and is not canon in the Wizarding World. In this story Garreth is 12-years-old and in his second year and Oscar is 14-years-old and is in his fourth year.

[Read on AO3]

“See you soon, Garreth!” Leander Prewett called out as he made his way to exit the Gryffindor common room, pulling a suitcase full of clothes and belongings behind him. “Have a good Christmas!”

“Yeah… bye, Lee,” Garreth mumbled, as he wistfully waved his best friend goodbye. He watched Leander walked through the portrait and out of sight. It was Christmas Eve, and most Hogwarts students were leaving to return home for the holidays.

Garreth Weasley and his older brother, Oscar, were only a handful of Gryffindors staying behind. Their parents and other siblings were going on an extended trip abroad to visit family, and since they wouldn’t be home in time for the boys to go back to school, their parents made the collective decision to keep them at Hogwarts. It wasn’t uncommon for some students to stay behind, and several others from different houses were also staying.

Garreth found himself feeling sombre and emotional, as this would be his first Christmas away from home and family. He was already missing them so much!

Ever since Garreth could remember, when he and his siblings arrived home from Hogwarts, they would pick one present each to open, decorate the homemade gingerbread, play games until bedtime, and then finish the evening with a hot cup of cocoa. Christmas was Garreth’s favourite time of year, and he was devastated when he received the owl informing him of staying at the school. He’d been dreading Christmas ever since.

Oscar looked up from a book he was reading and glanced at Garreth. He was sitting in front of the fireplace by himself, biting his quivering bottom lip, and his eyes looked glassy – clearly, he was trying his hardest not to cry! Oscar felt a tug on his heartstrings seeing his brother look this way, as he was usually such a jolly person, especially at this time of year. Sometimes he would get annoyed at how too happy Garreth could be, but deep down, he loved it really.

Oscar gave a sad sigh to himself and placed the book down on the table. He got out of his chair and slowly made his way to his little brother, noticing that a couple of tears had shed to his cheeks. Garreth looked at Oscar coming this way and quickly turned his back to wipe away the evidence.

“Gar, it’s okay to be upset in front of me,” Oscar said delicately as he sat down next to him. He placed a hand on his shoulder. “Will you look at me, brother?”

Garreth sniffled before shaking his head. “No, I don’t want to. I just want to go home. I want mum and dad.”

Garreth’s voice cracked as he began to sob. Oscar gently rubbed his shoulder in aid to comfort him. “I miss them too, Gar. At least you won’t be alone, and we can spend Christmas together-“

“It’s not the same!” Garreth snapped as he quickly turned around to face Oscar. His cheeks were flushed a crimson red and glistened from the fireplace. “I wish our parents never made the stupid decision to go on holiday! Why did they have to go now? They could have gone any other time! And now I have to spend Christmas with you in this old castle.”

Oscar was taken aback by Garreth’s interruption and felt a little hurt at his outburst. He frowned. “Do you really think I want to be here too? I’m sorry I’m not mum and dad! But there’s no need to take it out on me!”

Garreth folded his arms in frustration. They were both silent for a short moment before Oscar stood up. “I’m going out. Don’t wait for me.” He grabbed the nearest broom and swiftly left the common room, not looking back or saying another word more.

Garreth watched him leave. As soon as he was out of sight his bottom lip began to tremble once again, breaking out into another sob. He quickly dashed to his dorm room and dived under his bed covers, letting out all the sadness and frustration he’d been holding in.

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Garreth awoke and realised he must have fallen asleep after crying, he rubbed his eyes and slowly pulled away the duvet from his head. He let his eyes adjust for a moment and peered into the half-empty room that he usually shared with Leander and fellow classmate, Eric Northcott. The room was emptier than usual, not just from the lack of bodies, but the strewn clothes that were often on their beds or furniture were packed away to be taken home.

He sat up and squinted at the grandfather clock opposite his bed, it was just past three o’clock in the afternoon – he had been asleep for a few hours. A groan escaped his throat as he didn’t mean to nap for so long, and he now felt quite lethargic from it. Garreth pulled away the covers and stretched. Even though he was still a bit sleepy, he felt better emotionally. Maybe he could find Oscar and apologise to him. He sat on the edge of the bed and laced up his shoes, grabbed a thick coat, his worn Gryffindor scarf and made his way out of the common room.

As he walked through the double doors that lead to the Bell Tower Courtyard, he looked around eagerly for that familiar head of fiery hair whizzing away on a broom. Oscar was a Chaser in the Gryffindor Quidditch team, but he was training to become a Beater and was planning on trying out for the position in the New Year.

Left and right Garreth looked, squinting to see if Oscar was possibly farther in the distance than the school grounds, but he saw no one, only the odd bird or two that would fly by. He felt rather disheartened and guilty after what had happened earlier, and all he wanted was to apologise and try to spend the remainder of the holidays together as happy as they could be, given the circumstances.

As Garreth entered Central Hall, he realised he could and ask Aunt Matilda if she had seen him anywhere. She was their relative after all and had graciously volunteered to stay behind in the school to help keep an eye on the remaining students (not to mention to try and keep both Oscar and Garreth out of trouble).

Garreth made haste to the Transfiguration classroom and opened the door, he sighed in relief when he spotted his aunt sitting at her desk, scribbling away on some parchment. She looked up as soon as she heard the door creak.

“Garreth! I was planning on checking up on you and the others in the Gryffindor common room before dinner. What can I do for you?”

“Have you seen Oscar in the last few hours at all? He took a broom, so I assumed he went flying, but he’s not outside and he’s not in the common room.”

Matila’s eyebrows furrowed; her mind whirred over the short list of possible places he could be. “I haven’t Garreth, but he could be anywhere, quite frankly.”

Garreth let out an exasperated sigh and Matilda sensed his disappointment. “Is everything alright, dear? You look troubled.”

“Yeah, I guess. Just… please tell Oscar I’m looking for him if you see him.”

Matilda gave Garreth a soft smile and nodded once. “I shall. I’ll see you in a couple of hours.”

As Garreth made his exist, he trudged his way back through the Transfiguration courtyard, he figured the one thing that could help lift his spirits was practicing brewing a potion or two in Professor Sharp’s classroom. He wasn’t quite sure if he was really allowed to, but what’s the worst that could happen? Well, he could blow it up and set the classroom on fire, but today he was feeling rather sensible, for once.

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It was 5 o’clock, and Christmas dinner was being served in the Great Hall. Only one table was set-up for the students and teachers staying behind. Oscar didn’t show for dinner, and Garreth was growing more worried. Somehow, Aunt Matilda didn’t look concerned, and was eating and chatting as if nothing was wrong.

Garreth didn’t eat a lot of his food, he wasn’t feeling hungry as he usually does from the guilt he was still feeling. As he stood up, Aunt Matilda made haste to his side. “This is for you.”

She handed him a folded piece of parchment. Garreth frowned slightly. “You might want to open it now,” Matilda said with a wink before escorting the students from the Great Hall to the common rooms.

Garreth folded out the note:

Garreth,

Please come down to the kitchen after dinner. I have a surprise for you.

Oscar

A note from Oscar! Garreth felt relieved! He quickly ran out of the hall and down to the kitchen door, but before he could tickle the pear to enter, the door swung open and one of the kitchen elves stood there smiling up at him.

“You must be Garreth! Please come in,” the elf said cheerfully. Garreth followed the elf and could smell something familiar, something that almost… reminded him of home.

As he stepped further into the kitchen, he could see Oscar carefully pulling trays of something out of the oven and carefully placing them down. He looked up and saw Garreth, his face slightly bewildered.

“Garreth… I’m so glad you’re here!”

Garreth nodded slowly, not sure how to react. “You… wanted to see me? What is this?” He gestured his hands to the table that was messy with flour, egg shells and other ingredients.

“Oh, I… I wanted to apologise and make it up to you. For storming out like that earlier. After my broom flight I bumped into Feenky.” Oscar gestured to the kitchen elf next to Garreth that opened the door for him. “And I told her about what had happened between us. She suggested that maybe I could make some gingerbread for us to decorate. Just like how we do every Christmas Eve with mother and father and our siblings.”

Oscar paused for a moment. Garreth felt his eyes get watery again, and a smile began to creep up on his face. He couldn’t believe it! Oscar has never done anything like this before!

“Now, Gar, don’t get all soppy on me,” Oscar chuckled. He then opened out his arms. “Come here, brother.”

Garreth didn’t need telling twice! He immediately ran and almost knocked over Oscar with how hard he jumped into him. They both laughed for a moment whilst in their tight embrace.

“I’m sorry too, Os. It’s not your fault Christmas is different this year.”

Oscar smiled and ruffled Garreth’s hair. “It’s okay. Now will you help me decorate the gingerbread? We can take them up to the common room afterwards and open a present from our stockings. Maybe even squeeze in a game or two of Wizard’s Chess before bed. How does that sound?”

Garreth didn’t let him go as he looked up to his big brother. “That sounds perfect!”

[stick2strokes]

Merry Christmas!! Just wanted to do a nice little drawing for most of the fandoms I've found (sometimes again) , joined, then stored at the back of my mind (not included in the art are Carrie 1976, Jojo Rabbit, Sister Act, Disney's Animated Pinocchio, etc.) from 2020 to 2022 - A rollercoaster, truly. Have a good Christmas, guys! [Click on picture for better quality]

[blood-jewel]

My Headcanons for Garreth Weasley for Hogwarts Legacy:

• He loves to pull jokes and pranks on others (the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree in the Weasley family)

• He has a crush on the MC but doesn’t want to be their rebound if MC and Sebastian are having a argument or trying to get each other jealous. He wants an actual connection and doesn’t want to get in the way of MC’s relationship with Sebastian.

• He loves to cause trouble for his Aunt Matilda because at home he doesn’t get much attention due to having siblings that take most of his parents attention.

• He is definitely an aunties boy. He loves his aunt so much that on good days he’ll do things like grabbing lunch for her because she’s always so busy being both the Deputy Headmistress and the Transfiguration professor that she doesn’t have time to eat. He’ll get her flowers from Hogsmeade to apologize for any reckless behavior he does in Potions class or any major pranks in the school.

• He has a passion for Potions because he loves to experiment and discover new ways to further the art of potions. Always invites the MC along when he needs rare ingredients from the Forbidden Forest and loves to having them be the first to try his new mixture.

• Garreth and Sebastian get along. Putting those two together equals to double trouble with causing mischief especially when it comes to pulling pranks on Ominis or Leander.

• He’s a very chill person and doesn’t like to get into altercations and more of a sit on the sidelines and watch the show unravel. He’ll only get into a fight if someone he cares about is the one in danger and then he’ll throw hands.

• Being the nephew of the Deputy Headmistress has its advantages as he’ll cover for his friends weaving them out of getting caught after hours or when they go on their adventures.

• Helped Natty adjust to her time at Hogwarts when she first transferred and navigated her around the castle and the classes they’ll be attending together and becoming close friends.

[catohphm]

Welcome to my first Hogwarts Legacy fan fiction! In this story, we will explore my MC Danny's first day at Hogwarts and the drama between him and the headmaster that took place during it, as well as the following aftermath.

Tagging some mutuals who encouraged me to write this @carewyncromwell, @boxdstars, @charmedslytherin, @alsopartgekkos and @danceworshipper

Dear Bands Against the Darkness

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Rays of morning sunlight cast through the windows of a dormitory in the Ravenclaw tower. Sharing the dorm were a handful of first year Ravenclaw boys. Among them were Daniel Gibson, Amit Thakkar and Andrew Larson. The night before, they had gotten along and became friends over their excitement to learn and exchanged what subjects they anticipated studying the most. It was certain they would be attending several classes together as housemates.

Danny awakened from a peaceful slumber.

"Morning, Amit." he greeted his friend who sleeps in the bed next to him. "Good morning to you, Danny." he replied in a calming voice. "Slept alright, I hope?"

"Yeah," said Danny. "These beds are really comfortable. Yourself" His friend smiled and nodded "Nice to hear, me too. Agree with you in fact," Amit added "it's easy to relax and fall asleep in one of them."

Andrew then woke up. "Good morning lads! I cannot wait to start my classes this morning." he said.

"Morning, I want to see what they're doing for herbology." Danny commented with a smile.

Amit turned to face the blonde-haired boy. "Good morning to you, Andrew. Hopefully you slept well last night?"

He nodded "I did, yeah. Any classes you're excited for, Amit?"

"Definitely Astronomy. I love looking through the telescopes and studying star maps."

"Flying for me," remarked Andrew. "I want to join Quidditch."

Danny leaned and looked at him with a curious face. "You know that quidditch is for second years and up only, Andrew?"

Amit nodded in agreement with Danny but he was intrigued still. "What's the position you would like to try out for?"

After a few seconds with his hands on his chin, Andrew answered "Maybe a chaser, perhaps. I still have a year to decide."

"I wouldn't worry about it now. I would suggest watching the games as they come. How about this? We'll go together as a group since we're Ravenclaws."

"Sure Amit, I'd be glad." Andrew grinned. His roommate then turned to Danny. "Do you want to join us when we go watch the games?"

Danny paused but then blurted out "I mean I'd be happy to join you and Andrew at Quidditch. It sounds pretty fun."

"Great to hear." declared Amit "We should get ready for our classes now."

Eventually, the boys were all cleaned up and donning brand new Ravenclaw uniforms in place of their pajamas. They were of the same design as the plain robes they wore while being sorted. However the inner layer of the robe was blue instead of black. It was complimented by a matching blazer, trousers, a shirt and tie with a beautiful pattern of blue and bronze stripes. Ravenclaw house patches were on the robe, vest and blazer.

Amit looked into the mirror. “This is quite a beautiful set of garments.” A surprised Danny commented “Wow, I can’t remember if or whenever I wore something nice like this.” Andrew said “Whoever designed these uniforms knew what they were doing. A famous school like Hogwarts has to have quality uniforms.”

The boys were all in agreement about the looks of their school garb. They gathered their bags and made their way out into the common room.

Out in the rotunda of the tower that was the Ravenclaw common room, they ran into one of the girls in their year, Samantha Dale. Danny had met her their first night at the castle, where they struck up a conversation about their excitement for potions and herbology. They both had mentioned having a younger brother yet that part of their exchange was brief.

“Good morning lads. Hello Danny. Slept well I’m hoping?” Samantha greeted them. “Hello Samantha, I did,” nodded Danny. “hope the same for you?” She affirmed “surely I did. Can’t wait to see you around the greenhouses later on. I’m excited about that.”

“Me too, It will be a pleasure having you there.” Danny remarked.

Samantha turned to Amit and introduced herself “My name’s Samantha Dale, you can just call me Samantha.”

Bowing his head quickly forward “I’m Amit, Amit Thakkar. Greetings to you, Samantha. Hope you are well.”

“Certainly.” replied Samantha. “It’s nice to meet you, Amit.” The boy smiled “Pleasure. You know Danny, the other one is Andrew.

“Larson. Andrew Larson. I’m just called Andrew. Happy to meet you, Samantha. How are you today?” he asked the Ravenclaw girl.

“Doing quite alright.” she said positively.

With the introductions in order, Andrew pulled out his schedule. “Our first class of the day is charms. We ought to get moving.”

The group of four then headed out of their common room on their way to class.

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Leaving early to catch their first class, the four Ravenclaws were already well on their way to the Charms classroom. Along the way they encountered a Gryffindor boy, Garreth Weasley. He was in their year.

“Hey, Danny! How was your first night here at Hogwarts?”

“Hey, Garreth. My night was great. I slept pretty soundly. What about you?”

“It was good.” Garreth replied “My roommates are alright, Leander seems like a nice fellow, if a bit nervous.”

“Leander?” Danny asked. “Leander Prewett. He’ll be sharing some classes with us.”

Amit then stepped in “I’m Amit by the way. I share a dormitory with Danny. Good to meet you, Garreth.”

Confidently, Garreth returned the greeting. “Nice to meet you as well Amit! Who are those two Ravenclaws with you and Danny?”

“They are Andrew and Samantha. Andrew and Samantha, this is Garreth Weasley. He is a friend of Danny.”

“Yeah, we both live in Devon. Not too far from each other.” Danny commented.

Andrew and Samantha exchanged platitudes with the Gryffindor.

Garreth smiled. “It’s a wonder to meet you all. My aunt sent me to find Danny. She’s the deputy headmistress and will be our transfiguration teacher.”

Curiously, Danny asked “Why did Matilda send you for me?”

“She wants to have a chance to talk with you before your first lesson. Let’s go, she’s waiting by the Charms classroom.”

The Gryffindor boy led them through the hallways to the entrance of the classroom. Out by the door was Professor Mathilda Weasley. She looked professional yet motherly, stern but assuring.

“Thank you for bringing Mr. Gibson here, Mr. Weasley.” Although the teacher was the aunt of Garreth, it was still proper for them to address each other formally since they were in Hogwarts.

“Of course, professor. He came here with some friends from Ravenclaw.”

The professor looked back and forth at the five kids before speaking to Danny. “I see. Good morning Mr. Gibson. I am glad to see that you are making some new friends here at Hogwarts. Your mother did right by getting you here. I helped her out with that.”

“Thank you, Professor Weasley. Garreth and my housemates have been nice to me.”

“I am pleased to hear that. The headmaster has been riding up and down on his own game. I can’t say I trust him to run this school, but as Deputy Headmistress I do try my best to ensure it remains safe and stable for students to learn.”

“We’ll do our best to make it through this together, Danny.” agreed Garreth.

The bell rang. Amit told Danny as he, Andrew and Samantha went into the classroom “We’ll let you three finish up. Find us once you’re done.” Danny nodded “Okay.”

“Well I must get back to my classroom now. I got students to teach. If Professor Black or anyone else here gives you grief, you can come by my office next to my classroom on the ground floor. It’s always open if you want to come in and talk about anything.”

With a nod, Danny replied “I appreciate that, Professor. Again, thank you.”

“Best of luck on your first day of classes to you both.” the professor said happily. “See you in Transfiguration.” She finished. Danny and Garreth said their goodbyes then Professor Weasley departed for her classroom.

Left by themselves, Garreth expressed to his friend from home “I’m glad she’s here with us, Danny. My aunt can feel strict and overarching sometimes but she cares a lot for us and this school.”

“I can certainly agree too, Garreth.” Danny replied. “You, Matilda, Amit, Samantha. There’s some good people here.”

“Right. We must be in the classroom with us though.” said Garreth.” No need to lose house points for being late.”

The boys went into the Charms classroom and found their seats. Danny joined Amit, Samantha and Andrew while Garreth went and took a seat by Leander and the other Gryffindors in his year.

-

Later that day, Danny and his group were on their way to Magical Theory taught by Professor Fig. He heard his name abruptly get called out in a deep, booming male voice. “Gibson!”

Panicked, he shouted “What?” and dashed away from his friends without another word, leaving them in shock and confusion.

Amit, Samantha, Andrew and Garreth all had worried looks on their faces as Danny went to the man that called for him. The man shouted at them “Off to class with you lot!” They had no choice but to keep going. It was no question that this man was Phineas Nigellus Black, the headmaster of Hogwarts. He was tall, tough and imposing, with jet black hair, a handlebar mustache and wide goatee. Profesor Black wore a long overcoat and towered over many of the students like a hawk.

The headmaster then turned to Danny. “Follow me. We need to have an important conversation. Do not even delay.”

He led a confused Danny to an empty classroom and forcefully shut the door. “Take a seat, Mr. Gibson.”

“What did I even d-” Professor Black rudely cut Danny off before proclaiming. “No questions. Sit down!”

The boy rushed to take a seat at one of the front desks in front of the blackboard. The headmaster leaned and grasped the front end of the desk with his hands, glaring straight at Danny.

“Let’s get straight to business. When I learned that you were from America I expected you to share the belief that we are above all others. Then I realized who you truly are. You and your mother came here with just the clothes on your backs. No galleon to your name. Father is missing. The kind of people that will never amount to anything in life!” Professor Black banged his hand on the desk as Danny stayed fearfully silent.

He continued. “Face it, Mr. Gibson. We have ties all over the place, while you leeches are parasites feeding off the well-being of good-to-do families like us. Like that loser of your mother who can’t even stay married. I would be surprised if she made it into the prophet or even found a job. Your father must be really disappointed. His boy is going to end up nothing but a footnote in this school’s never-ending list of failures no different than a troll, you know that?

Danny could not speak. Tears were coming down his face as he overheard the bell ringing in the hallway, hailing the start of the next class period.

Professor Black approached the desk and leaned on it again. “That’s right! You are foreign filth plaguing the good name of our beloved school and everything we stand for.”

He was not done yet. “I am appalled that they even let you into this school. Mr. Gibson, the only reason you are here is the Ministry has a tight leash on us about their galleons going into the school treasury. They would bloody shut us down if we didn’t admit every magical child in Britain and Ireland.”

The headmaster stood up and looked at the blackboard. Your goody-two-shoes Professor Weasley and those blokes have their heads in a barrel full of bubotuber pus.”

“I would not be surprised if your grades falter and you get expelled.” Professor Black then said as he turned to face Danny. “The honorable Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry will be better off with you flunking little horklump out of the picture.”

Without looking back, the headmaster told Danny “Out with you now, tramp. I have other matters to attend to. Be lucky that your next professor doesn’t lay it down on you for being late.” He opened the door and left without closing it.

The poor boy remained sitting at the desk of the dark room. He was sobbing with the earful that the headmaster had given him. Danny did not grasp what Professor Black was exactly going on about or why he singled him out of many students.

Meanwhile, in Professor Fig’s classroom, there was concern over Danny’s absence. “It has been about ten minutes and Mr. Gibson is still a no-show.” the teacher said. He asked Amit about his whereabouts.

“Professor Fig, we were on our way here when Professor Black called Danny aside. He then told us to go. We have not seen him since. I hope nothing has happened to him.” he said, sharing worry.

Squinting his eyebrows, the teacher remarked “That is certainly troubling. Mr. Thakkar, please go for look for Mr. Gibson. Tell him he will not be losing house points for being late. Miss Dale, and Mr. Larson, help Mr. Thakkar find Mr. Gibson.” Garreth also volunteered to help the Ravenclaws search for Danny.

The group left the class together, retracing their steps to where Professor Black had stopped the Ravenclaws before the start of Magical Theory.

-

Danny was found in an empty classroom at one of the desks, staring into space.

Amit asked him in a panicked, worried voice “What are you doing here, Danny?”

Brought up from his dull trance, he went “Ah! I’m late for Magical Theory.”

“What did Professor Black put you up to?” inquired a troubled-looking Samantha. “Are you alright, you looked quite out of it?” Garreth also questioned.

In an irritated tone, he only responded “Come on, I need to get to class. I will lose a lot of house points for being this late.” as he got up from the desk.

Andrew then told Danny “Professor Fig said he won’t take off points for this.”

“That’s brilliant. I really need to get to class.” he said, walking intently out of the empty room. Amit quipped “Please, Danny wait up.” as he and the others followed their friend out.

He arrived in Professor Fig’s classroom first followed by Amit, Samantha, Garreth and Andrew. The teacher approached the group and spoke to them.

“Ah, Mr. Gibson. It’s pleasing that you are okay and in one piece. What was all that about with Professor Black?

Danny sighed, he couldn’t think at all. “How about you go and find a seat? You need to relax.” said the teacher. “Yes, Professor.”

He went and sat down with the other Ravenclaws while Professor Fig talked with his friends. “Poor Mr. Gibson looked quite disturbed. Professor Black must have shoveled quite the load of foul rubbish to him.”

Amit affirmed “That’s right, Professor Fig. Danny was in no mood to talk when he found him. All he was focused on was getting to class.”

“I believe he got things said to him that hit him hard inside. My friend seems to be bothered a lot by thinking about whatever he had gone through. He can’t pull anything together without it getting to him.” Samantha added.

“Ahh, Merlin’s beard! This is quite a problem. Mr. Weasley, what do you think Professor Black has against Mr. Gibson? I know our headmaster is rather notorious, but why him?”

Garreth noted “Perhaps he saw something in Danny that he disliked a lot.”

Finally, Andrew said “Danny is using his classes to avoid talking about the matter. It must be too much for him to go through.”

“I see.” assessed Professor Fig. “This is something very disturbing indeed. I hope we can get to the bottom of it and help Danny but there is not much we can do at the moment. This is an isolated incident and there is no hard evidence of what Professor Black said to Danny. Until he can talk about it, we ought to be patient.”

The teacher had said it all. Danny’s four friends nodded in agreement. “We should start class now and focus on that for the time being.”

Magical Theory went on for the rest of the class period. Everyone including Danny paid attention to Professor Fig and took notes as he lectured to keep their minds off the matter.

-

That night after classes had ended, the Ravenclaws recuperated in their common room. Danny, Amit, Samantha and Andrew talked about how all their classes were like. Everyone was excited, except for Danny, who was more solemn in his responses.

Samantha broke the chain of the conversation when she took notice of how quiet he was. “Is that matter with Professor Black still bothering you, Danny?

“Please tell us what’s wrong.” said Andrew.

Amit stated “We cannot help you if we do not know the story.”

“We are your friends, Danny. You can be honest with us. We will not judge for anything you say to us. None of what Professor Black said is your fault.” explained Samantha. “We’re listening.” added Amit.

Feeling comfortable and assured enough by his friends to talk, Danny opened up to them.

“Okay, Professor Black took me aside and said we needed to have an important conversation. He led me inside an empty classroom and shut the door. The headmaster did not allow me to talk at all. He went on about how I was a filth to the school and the good name of people. Not just me, but he also talked about my mum and Professor Weasley being just as bad. Professor Black called us foreigners that were only leeches that feed off of families like his, like we would never amount to anything. He also got at my mum for not staying married and not able to find work. Before he left he told me that he would not be surprised if I failed my classes and got expelled.”

“Oh no, Danny. I can’t speak for how terrifying that must have been. I’m sorry.” Amit responded

Danny nodded slowly. “Indeed, it was terrifying. Professor Black just pulled me away while he just shouted at you all to go away. He’s not a nice headmaster.

Samantha reassured “You’re not alone here, Danny. Professor Black has a bad name for himself around here because of that behavior. He is also known to use his powers for only things that benefit himself and his family.”

“Right. He is still allowed to do whatever he wants even though it makes students feel unwelcome.” Andrew noted.

“The problem is that there is no way to punish him. That also scares me. He may just pay anyone he knows to get him out of trouble.” expressed a concerned Danny.”

“I know,” said Amit. “But we didn’t come here to Hogwarts to live in fear of Professor Black. This is supposed to be our home. Let’s make it that.”

Danny felt somewhat better. “I’m glad to have you all and Garreth by my side in this castle. I know Professor Weasley is also there for me.”

Samantha happily nodded “Exactly, Danny! We’ll work through this together. Remember we’re always here with you.”

“You can trust us.” agreed Andrew. “We’ll do our best to help you like when Professor Black made you late to Magical Theory today. Professor Fig is also someone to turn to.”

Amit then chimed in “This is only just the start of the first year. There are more days ahead of us, and tomorrow will be brand new. For a moment don’t think that it’s ruined. Together we’ll make the best out of it here.

“Thank you! All of you are showing to be good friends to me. Hopefully with us together it’ll be more fun studying here.” concluded Danny.

-

Over the weekend, Danny was on his way to the library to study potions with Garreth. Luckily he had avoided any contact with Professor Black since the fiasco on the first day. It was by fate that the hawkish headteacher would strike again.

He went into a T-intersection where two corridors met when he found himself face to face with the headmaster.

“Now, now Mr. Gibson. What have you been up to?”

“I was on my way to the library to do some studying.”

Professor Black scoffed. “Ah, the library. That dump. You Ra-”

Their exchange was broken off by the loud booming voice of a first year boy. “Professor Black! Enough of that potty mouth of yours!”

Both Danny and the headmaster turned to face the source of the shout. Facing them were a brown-haired Slytherin with a part in his hair, accompanied by a witch from his house with the same color of hair and a ponytail.

“What did you just say to me, Mr. Sallow?” an annoyed Professor Black asked the boy.

“You heard me.” he replied back.

Danny witnessed as he and the witch exchanged words with the headmaster

Backing up the Slytherin boy, she added “You don’t talk to a student like that. Better be lucky we don’t slip a dungbomb in your pocket for this.”

The headmaster didn’t take her words lightly. “30 points from Slytherin. I do not have the time for this foolish nonsense! Next time it’ll be in detention. I swear, I’ll have both of you polishing the trophy room from top to bottom with no spark of magic to teach you both some respect!”

Fed up and determined to be rid of the sight of the “troublemakers,” Professor Black scrammed away, leaving the three kids alone.

The Slytherin boy spoke to Danny now that the headmaster was gone.

"Hey. You doing alright?" He asked Danny. "I'm sorry that you had to see that."

"Thank you. I'm just glad you two made Professor Black go away. This is not the first time he tried to get at me.

"He's been giving us quite some trouble too."

The witch then spoke up "We're going to have to be quiet when dealing with Professor Black after this one. He means it when he'll put us in detention next time he catches us."

"Oh by the way, I'm Sebastian, Sebastian Sallow." the boy introduced himself.

"I'm Daniel Gibson. You can call me Danny."

The witch then made her introduction. Hello, I'm Anne, Sebastian's sister. We're twins."

"Great to meet you both," said Danny. "I appreciate people who can set aside their own things to help others in need."

Sebastian agreed "That’s good to know. Anne and I are the same there."

"I have to head to the library to study with a friend."

"We'll see you around here, Danny. It was nice meeting you." said Sebastian.

Before they parted, Anne told Danny "Come see us if Professor Black gives you trouble again."

"I'll keep that in mind," replied Danny. Thanks again. I'll see you later."

With that, Danny and the twins bid their farewell and continued on with their days.

-

Now confident with people he knew by his side, Danny had the security to continue his studies at Hogwarts with opulence and a drive to learn more despite the transgressions of Professor Black. It would still be where he would take time to open up to most but he put a lot of faith in those there with him. The Sallow twins would introduce Danny to Ominis Gaunt, a fellow Slytherin who held strong disdain for the Dark Arts and the ways of the pure-blood elite. Over time, the four opened up to each other and realized they had much in common. They came from broken families marked by long struggles with abuse and crumbling ties between members.

United by their contempt for Professor Black, Danny would start working with the twins to discreetly cause chaos for the headmaster. When Professor Weasley learned of these actions, she was sympathetic to Danny. Although she advised to keep it between him and his friends and hoped they would not get ahead of themselves. In all cases, pranks and chaos was the only form of justice available when the repressive headmaster's immense clout and connections in society made formal punishments futile.