#muggle school

[hpseeker99]

Teacher: Harry James Potter! I want you to call your parents this instant! 8-year-old Harry, who has absolutely been anticipating this exact moment: *pulls out a Ouija board* This might take a minute.

[shunrehihosumedha]

Something inside of me healed today… I cried for few seconds because I mean my teenage self would have gone batshit crazy if she ever laid her hands on this.

[ The Tales Of Beedle the Bard, translated from the original runes by Hermione Granger ]

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Can I have oneshots for Theodore nott and reader when he finds out that their daughter is constantly bullied at school?

protective | t.n.

warnings!!: mentions of bullying

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School can be tough. That was a given. Especially if you end up being a Slytherin.

Theodore knew that better than anyone. Being a Slytherin himself, also being friends with the infamous Draco Malfoy always attracted some unwanted attention.

Most of the other students knew not to mess with him, but there was still the occasional bully who didn't give a shit and picked on him anyhow.

Because of that, he never wanted his kids to experience the kind of pain he went through when he was younger. He did everything in his power to make sure your children were safe and happy at school.

Oh, how wrong he was.

He didn't notice the signs early on, but you did.

Y/D/N was more distant than usual, spending an awful lot of her time in her room when she was home for the holidays and summer break, her letters always failed to mention any of her school friends and the atmosphere there, she was sadder and lost the spark that she always used to have in her eyes.

Thinking it could be something serious, you decided to talk to your husband about it.

"Tesoro?' you asked him one night as you entered your shared bedroom and saw his under the covers, reading a new book he had purchased the previous day.

"Yes, amore?" he put the book aside as you sat next to him, giving you his full attention.

"Can we talk about something?" you were nervous, you didn't even know how to approach this subject with Theo.

"Of course we can, amore. What's bothering you?" he took your hand in his, drawing soothing circles on the back of your palm.

"I'm worried about Y/D/N" you confessed.

His eyebrows were scrunched, not understanding where you were coming from.

"Why? Did something happen?"

"I don't know. She's just...different. She hasn't been herself in a while, she's always in her room, she barely eats or talks to us, her letters seem downright robotic and she's just not the same girl we know her as anymore. I'm worried something might be happening over at the school" you explained.

You felt Theo's hand that was holding yours tense up, stopping the movements.

You looked up and saw that his jaw was clenched, he was fuming and looking at a fixated point on the wall of your bedroom.

"Do you think someone might be making fun of her? Bullying her?" his voice was low and tense, making you sigh and shrug your shoulders.

"I don't know, but I think maybe we should talk to her. You should talk to her, you know she'll open up to you a lot faster than me" Theo nodded at that, numerous thoughts running through his mind.

Y/D/N had always been a daddy's girl ever since she was little and you were okay with that. Your younger son was a mama's boy, so it evened the scales a little bit.

You knew that Y/D/N would open up to your husband and you hoped that the problem wasn't as bad as you felt it was.

"I'll talk to her"

Come the next day at breakfast, Theo turned to your daughter as soon as you and your son left the kitchen to go to the living room.

"Y/D/N, love, I wanted to talk to you about something" he started and put his hand over hers.

"What is it?" she was avoiding eye contact with her father, which happened very rarely when they would talk.

Theo put a hand under her chin, slowly lifting up her face so she could look at him.

Her eyes had lost their sparkle, now void of any emotion and tired.

"What is bothering you, vita mia?" Theo asked, brushing his finger over her cheek.

You didn't mean to eavesdrop, wanting to let the pair talk in private. You instead focused all of your attention on your son, who was more than content to have his beloved mother's attention on him.

"Nothing, dad" Y/D/N tried to shrug Theo off, but he was having none of that.

"Stella, don't push me away. Your mother and I are very worried about you. You haven't been yourself for a while and it's concerning us. What is wrong, vita mia?"

Just one look into her father's eyes and she was sobbing, letting herself fall into his arms and clinging to him.

Your heart broke when you heard your little girl sob, taking everything in you not to run in there and scoop her up in your arms to reassure her that everything would be okay.

"I hate them, dad" Y/D/N whispered once her sobs had calmed down a little.

"Who do you hate, stella?" he was trying to keep his anger in check, his blood boiling at the thought of anyone hurting his princess.

"Everyone at school. They all make fun of me for being a Slytherin and they bully me because their parents hate you and now they say they're supposed to hate me too. I'm just so tired of always being the one getting hurt over there" the young girl finally confessed, her words breaking Theo's heart.

He pulled away from the hug, instead opting to take her face in his hands.

"Y/D/N, listen to me. Nobody, and I mean nobody, is allowed to make you feel bad or think any less about yourself. You are perfect, mi stella. You hung my moon and stars from the day you were born and both your mother and I know that you're destined for great things and a bright future. Never listen to what anyone else has to say about you when you know the truth about yourself. Do you understand?" the girl nodded, giving her father a small smile.

"I love you, dad" she said before kissing his cheek, hugging his body once again.

"I love you more, vita mia"

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Swipe right if you’re into dark magic, serpentine companions, and quiet nights with a good Horcrux book. Seeking someone who can appreciate power and subtle charm. Muggles and Gryffindors need not apply. 🖤

Bio:

Ambitious leader with a penchant for the dark arts and an eye for the extraordinary. I'm all about making things happen—whether it's a magical conquest or a quiet evening in with a good book on Horcruxes. Seeking someone who can appreciate power, subtle charm, and the occasional serpentine companion. No Muggles, Mudbloods, or Gryffindors, please.

Favorite Song:

"The Real Slim Serpent" (Originally "The Real Slim Shady" by Eminem)

Hobbies:

- Collecting cursed artifacts and enchanted objects

- Designing elaborate dark spells and hexes

- Brewing potions with sinister effects

- Conducting secretive rituals under the full moon

- Mastering ancient and forbidden magic

- Strategizing grand schemes for world domination

- Enjoying eerie, mystical literature and grimoire

Top Trait:

Fearsome presence with a strategic mind.

Fun Fact:

I once transformed a whole village into statues—just to see what it was like!

First Date:

A clandestine meeting in Knockturn Alley, followed by a private potion-brewing session at my place. We'll cap off the evening with a leisurely interrogation of a captive Auror, just for fun.

Joke:

"Why did the wizard refuse to duel me? Because he knew it would be a *Voldemortifying* experience."

"Why don't I make jokes about Horcruxes? Because they tend to split the audience."

[trohpi]

“God, but he’s gorgeous,” Regulus says mindlessly, his eyes trained on the other boy’s abs.

“Isn’t he?” Lily mumbles beside him in agreement.

Right on cue, James slips on the wet concrete and stumbles, falling face-first with a resounding smack. Regulus drops his head in his hands. Lily can’t help but watch as James quickly pushes himself back up, brushing off the other swimmers’ concerned offers of help with a carefree laugh and a blinding smile. Evan snickers and casually tosses an arm over the other boy’s shoulder, tugging him over to the changing rooms. James goes along with him, his head blissfully empty.

Lily stares after him in resignation. “God, but he’s an idiot.”

“Isn’t he?” Regulus sighs into his hands.

[alcoveofconcealment]

I like to think that Percy goes out of his way to give multiple tours of the castle to first year's during the first couple months. It can be difficult to navigate with the moving staircases.

Too bad nobody informed this 15 year old that a pack of 12 year-olds are not gonna be paying attention when they could instead just talk to their new friends/dormmates

[isaacarellanesismyhusband]

day 18: muggle vs. magic

pair: Draco Malfoy x reader

summary: Draco’s fascination (or confusion) with Muggle-borns could lead to some interesting dynamics

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Draco had always been a little perplexed by Muggle-borns. He wouldn't admit it out loud, but the way they grew up without magic—without the simplest charms or spells—fascinated him. And now, as he sat with you by the Black Lake, the curiosity in his eyes was undeniable.

"Wait," Draco said, turning to face you fully, "you’re telling me you had to walk all the way to school every day? No broomsticks? No Floo Powder?"

You laughed, shaking your head. "That’s right. We had these things called cars, but I usually just walked."

Draco blinked, his mind struggling to process the image of you, as you were now, casually strolling down a street with no magic whatsoever. To him, it sounded like a completely different world. One he couldn’t fully wrap his head around.

"That sounds... barbaric," he muttered, his brow furrowing. "How do you—how did you even get by?"

You smiled warmly at him, amused by the genuine confusion in his voice. "We managed. But honestly, seeing how wizards live? It's like magic could make life so much easier."

Draco smirked at that. "Of course it does. Let me show you something." He pulled out his wand, twirling it between his fingers with ease. “You might know this already, but I think it’s still a bit above what you’d do in class.”

He raised an eyebrow playfully, watching as you leaned closer, a spark of anticipation lighting up your eyes. "Hold out your hand."

You extended your hand, and with a soft flick of his wand, Draco cast Orchideous. Instantly, a bouquet of delicate, colorful flowers bloomed in your palm, the petals soft and shimmering slightly in the sunlight.

Your eyes widened with delight, and Draco watched your reaction closely. He couldn’t help but feel a swell of pride at how enchanted you looked.

“They’re beautiful,” you whispered, touching one of the petals with awe.

Draco’s gaze softened. He reached over, gently brushing your hand with his as he adjusted one of the flowers in the bouquet. “Simple spell, really. But…” His voice dropped, becoming almost teasing. “Not bad for a Muggle-born, right?”

You rolled your eyes, grinning. “Not bad at all.”

For a moment, the two of you just sat there, the cool breeze of the lake rustling through the trees, the flowers in your hand dancing in the wind. Draco was quiet, but you could see something stirring in his usually sharp, guarded expression.

“Do you ever wish you’d been born into a magical family?” Draco asked softly, his voice uncharacteristically gentle.

You shook your head. “No. I like the way I grew up. But… I like this too,” you added, holding up the flowers with a fond smile. “Both worlds are special in their own ways.”

Draco blinked, taken aback by your answer. He had never really thought of it that way before. To him, magic was everything. But watching you, seeing how easily you embraced both worlds, something inside him softened even more.

Without thinking, he plucked a flower from the bouquet and carefully tucked it behind your ear. His fingers lingered, brushing against your cheek in a way that made your heart skip.

“I suppose,” Draco murmured, his voice low as he leaned closer, “I’ve always underestimated how magical Muggle-borns could be.”

You felt a blush creep up your cheeks, the warmth of his words sinking in. "Flirting with me, Malfoy?" you teased, trying to keep your voice steady.

Draco smirked, his gray eyes gleaming with mischief. “Maybe a little,” he admitted, though his gaze was soft, almost affectionate.

The two of you sat there, closer now than you’d been before. The flowers between you seemed to glow brighter, a little bit of magic lingering in the air around you.

And maybe, just maybe, Draco was starting to understand that magic wasn’t just about spells and wands. Sometimes, it was something much more... human.

[hinatastinygiant]

Pairing: Ominis Gaunt x Fem!Reader

Y/N, a muggle born girl, navigates the complexities of integrating into the wizarding world where she doesn't quite belong. As a 7th year and a human without magic, she must learn to adjust and prove her worth, but also navigate the feelings she has for a certain slytherin student named Ominis Gaunt.

Warnings: Language Warning! NSFW (18+) Sexual Content! Violence!

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I DO NOT OWN HOGWARTS LEGACY OR ITS CHARACTERS. I ONLY OWN THE OC’s.

(Completed February 18, 12:00 pm est)

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[lilyflxwers]

we need more lily evans being violent n rude n bloody n so so messy

[profoundmakerdreamerss-blog]

Tomarry AU where Harry and Tom grow up together during the war and end up starting a secret club together. It's a club for muggle-borns only; so that they can help each other survive during the war. This is an AU where Tom and Harry start club for children who has no home to return to. A world where they help each other so that they don't have to return to that place.

Imagine, them starting a club to just survive— imagine, them working together so that they make it — imagine all of them working together to figure out a way to just stay instead of retuning to a home that is no more. Just imagine, this club becoming something more, something bigger — something that will change the world one day.

[otrtbs]

okay, here are some of my headcanons for narcissa and regulus as the black family members who know what it's like to be left behind.

narcissa is 3 years younger than bellatrix and 2 years younger than andromeda so she has to watch her sisters go off to hogwarts and is left alone for 2 years by herself.

so when regulus is sorted into slytherin and sirius has new friends in a new house and is 'leaving him behind' narcissa takes him under her wing

narcissa is a seventh year and head girl and regulus is a first year and very tiny so it's very easy for her to sneak him into hogsmeade with her

narcissa used to play quidditch and loved it with everything she had (she was a keeper if u care) until her family (and lucius) made her quit in year six so now she spends her free time coaching baby regulus and helping him with his flying since she doesn't get too

narcissa employs regulus to help her study for her N.E.W.T.S (potions is her best class) and that's how regulus discovers his love and talent for potions (she teaches him all the upper class information so he's ahead of his classmates)

regulus and narcissa are both the observant ones of their families (it's why they're both so good at quidditch and why they're seekers and keepers respectively) and that's why narcissa is the only one who notices how regulus flinches whenever sirius "acts up" at family events

narcissa uses her age and slughorn's admiration to get permission to check out books from the restricted section for regulus (under her name ofc) not at all caring that he's a first year and shouldn't be reading them. (if regulus asked for it, she would get it for him)

regulus and narcissa are both early january capricorns, their birthdays are mere days apart (in my heart this is true!!)

when narcissa graduates she gives all of her potions notes and her special lucky caldron to regulus along with her old broom (regulus uses it even though orion bought him the best broom on the market)

narcissa opens up her house to regulus summer before his fourth year and she takes him to hogsmeade and buys his school supplies (bc things are BRUTAL between sirius and walburga and regulus has to Get Away) and they talk about surviving is a balance of complying in public and rebelling in private

regulus asks how narcissa rebels in private and she tells him about alice

they both wonder if andromeda and sirius are simply surviving like they are or actually living.

voldemort gives lucius and narcissa the diary horcrux to hide, but narcissa doesn't know what it is really and winds up telling regulus about it which is what tips him off the horcruxes

regulus making a plan to tell narcissa about the horcruxes so they can figure out how many have been made and take voldemort down in secret whilst complying in public--together. but he just has to destroy the locket he found out about first.

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hold me close until i die ~ harry potter

synopsis: in which Harry loses you forever

warnings!!: mentions of reader death, grief, sadness

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Being on the run was taking a toll on all of you.

Harry, Ron, Hermione and you had been searching for Horcruxes for weeks and you were starting to lose hope of ever finding them all.

You were tired, you were drained of every ounce of will and hope, you were missing home more than anything. You missed the warmth you felt while cuddling with your blanket next to the fire, the taste of hot chocolate, the comfort of your bed, the feeling of safety that home provided you.

Your mood drop was visible to the three of your friends, but especially to Harry.

You didn't want to tell Harry that you couldn't do it anymore, that you wanted nothing more than to go home and leave everything behind you.

"What's wrong?" he asked you one night when he found you outside of your shared tent, looking at the black sky.

"Nothing" you mumbled, but you knew he wouldn't believe you.

"Love, I know you, I know when something is wrong. You know you can tell me anything" he sat down next to you and pulled you into his chest, wrapping his arms around you in order to keep you warm.

"Promise you're not going to hate me?" you said in a small voice, looking up at him with big eyes.

"I could never hate you"

You sighed, thinking of ways to break the news to him in the nicest way possible, careful not to hurt his feelings.

"I just, I can't do it anymore. I can't keep living on the run like this, I'm not made for this. I want to go home, I want to wrap myself in my favorite blanket and stay near the fire, I want to laugh with my Mom and play Quidditch with my Dad. I want to go back to my old life, but I also know how important this is to you and I didn't want to hurt your feelings by telling you that I don't want to do this any longer"

You couldn't see Harry's face because your face was buried in his chest, but you could tell that he heard you loud and clear by the way his posture changed.

Nobody talked for a moment, the only thing that could be heard was the faint conversation Ron and Hermione were having.

"I understand. I know you, I could tell that you weren't happy about this. I'm not mad, if that's what you're scared of. As soon as we're able to be on the move again, we'll drop you off at home and continue by ourselves. I don't want to come with us if you don't feel safe. I love you, and your safety and well-being are always going to be my top priority" when he finished with a kiss on your head, you let out a big sigh of relief.

You were so glad that he wasn't mad at you. You loved him more than anything and you truly wanted to help him, but it's not the lifestyle you wanted, no matter how much you wanted to trick yourself into believing it was right for you.

"I'm sorry I can't be of more help. I just didn't think it would be this hard, being away from everyone I love and constantly worrying if I'm going to live to see tomorrow" you said, looking out in the distance at the quiet forest.

"I know. I should have known it was not going to be easy, for any of us, but especially for you three because you have people at home that you care about and I don't. But don't worry, as soon as we can get moving, I'll take you home"

"Thank you" you rested your forehead against his, savoring the quiet moment you had with your boyfriend.

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It had been a couple of days after your conversation with Harry and Hermione had informed everyone that it was finally safe for you to get moving again.

You had talked to everyone about your plan and they were surprisingly supportive, understanding how much you needed to go home.

On the day when you would finally be leaving, the trio was packing up the tent and stashing everything in their bags while you were standing outside the tent, watching for any anomalies.

A twig breaking in the distance ruined the thick silence of the trees, making you stiffen and grip your wand tighter into your hand.

"Hello?" you called out, distancing yourself from the tent and walking deeper into the forest.

Another twig snapped, this time from your right. You turned around but you didn't see anyone. Just as you let out a sigh and went to turn around, you felt something hard hit you over the head, making you fall down to the ground and hold your now bleeding head.

"Hello, Y/N. Remember me?" a distant voice filled your ears, but you couldn't place it.

Your vision had gone blurry and you were starting to feel lightheaded, the blood loss starting to affect you.

Before you could do anything else, you felt your eyelids go heavy and close, the last thing you heard being your boyfriend screaming for you in the distance.

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When you regained consciousness, you had a splitting headache and you could barely gather enough strength to open your eyes.

"Y/N" you heard someone whisper your name from afar, and you desperately tried to open your eyes and see where the voice was coming from.

"Y/N, please open your eyes" another voice whispered, and it sounded awfully familiar.

"Love, please open your eyes and look at me" a third voice was heard, and you finally recognized it to belong to your boyfriend.

You managed to open your eyes a little, the blurry figures of your 3 friends slowly coming into view. They were on the other side of the room, their hands and legs tied with chains to the wall.

"Where are we? What the bloody hell happened?" your voice was hoarse, and you held a hand to your head, trying to soothe the throbbing in your head.

"Snatchers, found us in the forest. Caught us when we exited the tent after Harry yelled your name. The next thing we knew, we woke up here" Ron explained in a hushed voice, looking around to make sure there was nobody to overhear your conversation.

"Damn it. Are you alright?" you asked, resting your head against the cold wall and looking over to them.

They looked just as bad as you felt. There were bruises on their arms, mud all over their clothes.

"We're fine, you took the hardest hit in the head" Hermione looked at your head worriedly.

"Well, well, well. What a nice family reunion" the teasing voice of Bellatrix filled the filthy room where you were, her footsteps echoing and coming closer and closer.

"Unlike you, we actually have a family" Ron grumbled, struggling against the chains his hands were tied with.

"Little Weasley has got a tongue, how cute. Y/N, how are you doing, my darling? How's your little head?" she turned her attention to you, cocking her head and looking at you with a satisfied smirk.

"My head is fine" you mumbled through gritted teeth, not wanting to give her the satisfaction of seeing just how much pain you were in.

"Well, we can't have that, can we? After all, you didn't come here to feel at home" she approached you and stuck a hand inside her robes, pulling out a dagger and twirling it around in her hand.

"Don't you dare touch her, you vile bitch" Hermione screamed, thrashing against the chains.

"Shut your mouth, you filthy little Mudblood, or you'll be next. Now, Y/N, are there any last words you would like to say to your friends? Maybe to your little boyfriend?"

You turned your head and looked straight at Harry, tears streaming down your face as you came to terms with the fact that you were going to die in the next few minutes. Tears started filling Harry's eyes too, all while he was trying to escape from the chains.

"Harry, look at me, love. Don't cry, it's okay, I'll be fine. You go home and tell my parents I'm sorry and that I love them, okay? I'm sorry I left them alone and I'm sorry we didn't get to say goodbye. Promise me, will you?" your voice was shaky, cracking at every other word.

"Don't talk like that, Y/N. We're all going to be fine, you'll get to tell them that yourself" he was struggling, the pain in his chest becoming unbearable.

He couldn't lose you too, not after all the people he had lost. You were the only constant and he couldn't bear imagining a life without you in it.

"Promise me you'll go to my parents, Harry. Please" more tears streamed down his face as he nodded, watching you give him a teary smile.

"I love you, Harry, more than anything in this world. Be strong for me"

Before he could say anything else, you felt the cold blade pierce your stomach and Bellatrix's breath against the side of your face.

"Tell your brother I said hi" she whispered in your ear, pulling away and taking out the dagger.

You felt warm blood seeping through your shirt, and your breaths became ragged as you tried to apply pressure on the wound.

Bellatrix's footsteps became distant, and at last Harry freed himself of the chains and sprinted towards you, taking your head and placing it on his lap.

"Look at me, Y/N. You're going to be okay, we're going to get you out of here and you'll be fine" he tried to sound strong, but he was dying on the inside as he watched you struggle to breathe.

"I'm not, love. The dagger was poisonous, I can already feel the poison entering my blood. There is nothing you can do" you whispered, managing to cast a small smile.

Hermione was sobbing furiously from the other side of the room, Ron doing the best he could to muffle his sobs as he watched the scene in front of him. His best friend dying.

"Don't say that, you can't die on me. We have our life planned out, you can't leave me" he was crying, his tears falling on your face and clothes.

"You're going to be fine, my love. Be strong for me, live your life, fall in love and have the family you've always dreamed of. Do it for me"

Harry shook his head, not seeing a life where he didn't have you by his side. But when he saw your form, he couldn't help but promise you what you wanted from him.

"I love you, Harry. Always have and always will. Take me back to my parents, tell them I'm sorry and that I love them" just as you spoke the words, the last breath left your lungs, your eyes losing their sparkle and becoming void.

Your body started turning cold as Harry hugged your lifeless body close to his chest and sobbing in your hair.

He vowed he would get revenge for your death and fulfill the promises he made you, even if it would cost him his life.

Your death would not be in vain. He was going to make sure of that.

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[teacup-gathering-itself]

Muggleborn video game modders making hogwarts packs with inside jokes for each other to enjoy.

Cooking Mama but it’s Severus Snape and he teaches you how to “brew fame, put a stopper to death, bottle luck” and even more nonsensical claims. He doesn’t give outright praise but you’ll see “adequate” or “acceptable” and his face will be less pinched.

Pokémon but it’s Hagrid and he RAMBLES. There’s a second pack that emphasizes his accent.

Minecraft with magic creature mobs and enderman is Quirrel.

Slenderman but it’s Voldemort and you’re in the Forbidden Forest and the rest of the Hogwarts grounds. There is also a pack with McGonagall as slenderman which is somehow infinitely more scary because they spent so much time and effort into her expressions.

FNAF but it’s the prefects/professors and Filch. They randomly change who you get each night.

There’s a Stardew Valley mod pack with all the professors and a secret second pack where they’re all Severus except one of them is actually Snape and the rest are polyjuiced as Snape. You can’t romance anybody unless you expose the fakes.

Plants vs. Zombies but it’s Sprouts greenhouses and the zombies are NEWTS students.

The SIMS packs are the craziest though. No one talks about the SIMS packs, but if you want access, just ask around and someone will get you a link.

[sofargoneao3]

can someone give me some jily fic recs please I’m in a slump and need something

[cairsns]

so I love the idea of the marauders and the slytherin skittles being swifties but what I love even more is keeping their d.o.b canon which would make them in their 40s when she starts her career.

Can you imagine them being in their 60s with grey hair and wrinkles dancing and singing along to 'Love Story' ?? gold

[theidlespoon]

Sirius finds the new Welsh exchange student in the music room during his practice slot. Sparks fly.

or: Sirius didn't expect Remus playing piano to turn him on so much.

just a cute oneshot that popped into my head while watching the idea of you (shitty movie, hot cast, so ofc I watched it) and I HAD to write it. enjoy <3