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chicleeblair · 7 years

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make your own rubber duck: the consequences of pilfering muggle 💡

One of my favorite fics at the moment is @waspabi’s “Hermione Granger’s Hogwarts Crammer for Delinquents on the Run.” It’s an AU based on the premise of Harry being found at seventeen, not eleven, and brought not to Hogwarts, but becoming part of an underground resistance led by the five who helped canon!Harry infiltrate the ministry–the first time–and Draco Malfoy. Chapter nine posted over the weekend, and I reread chapter eight to refresh my memory. i’m glad I did, because one of the many incredible details struck me in a way that let me put some of my thoughts about wixen* and muggle culture into words.

NB: i don’t think there are spoilers in this, but if you’re concerned, go read the fic and come back. read the fic even if you’re not concerned–it’s amazing.

“He felt like a lumos in the dark.”

That simple thought from aspabi’s Harry ignited the Harry Potter, cultural studies, and literary analysis sections of my brain Inside Out-style. It’s such a poetic way of demonstrating the way he is assimilating into wixen culture, and how quickly he is doing it. Canon!Harry might still think of something more muggle like a light switched on, but this Harry’s mind is so eager to latch onto having a place where he belongs, an identity that isn’t shunned, that his thoughts are shifting more quickly, likely sub-consciously.

I always loved the wixen idioms JKR used, but they were mostly comedic set dressing. “God Rest Ye Merry Hippogriffs” is hilarious, but it’s clearly shoehorning wixen culture into something muggle which makes one wonder how many cliches like “the kneazle’s among the pixies now,” originated from wix, if any did. it makes sense that so much of their culture overlaps with muggles since the Statute of Secrecy is relatively recent, but it also seems like they almost fought against separating further by allowing themselves to adapt rather than constantly altering muggle things without showing any respect for the original creators. The train of thought led me to considering how even muggl(e)philes* like Arthur Weasley are condescending toward a group of people whose technology he insists on altering rather than coming up with something more suited to wix. I’m not saying he shouldn’t be inspired by cars, but the wixen precedent of stealing things like steam engines and adding a few charms seems cheap and almost appropriative. we never hear about wixen novels, but I almost wonder if there is at the least a genre of adding wix to muggle books in the vein of “pride and prejudice and zombies”–The recent upswing in paranormal stories would be incredibly easy to adapt after all. (of course Harry Potter’s publication caused that, so would that universe be different? Paradoxes!)

all of that said, wix are clearly reacting to having been an oppressed–even endangered– minority at some point, and things look like children dressing up as witches on Halloween is also a culturally appropriative, although ignorantly done, but the fact Harry’s thought is so original and serious compared to JKR’s cliches is kind of a micro example of why I really love this story: the implications are intentional, it explores the pitfalls of wixen culture without requiring that it be analogous to the muggle world, and it truly explores both what it means to be a resistance group and what it means for Harry to finally have a place to belong after being told he’s worthless. I love alternate universe stories that both commit to their world and also stay true to the books, delving deeper rather than reinventing. Good fics do what I wish Arthur would do, which is to let canon inspire, but not be held back by it. Wix want to feel superior to muggles, but they clearly envy them as well. And by using disdain to hide their covetousness, muggleborns are looked down on, encouraging them to abandon their understanding of muggle technology rather than using it as a jumping-off point. Wix are thus limited to making assumptions in the vien of Ariel and Scuttle from The Little Mermaid. They might have far less dinglehoppers and more unique inventions if they simply allowed themselves to acknowledge that muggles had surpassed them in some regards and be willing to be unique rather than proving they can make Muggle things better because MAGIC.

going back to @waspabi’s Harry, the originality of this line and its placement makes me think that a Harry who hasn’t been surrounded by the endemic prejudice against muggles at Hogwarts–even ignoring For the Greater Good, old!Dumbledore is on the patronizing end of the spectrum–represents a new way of thinking, as does the titular Hermione. She doesn’t charm flashcards to speak just to make them “better”, she integrates muggle teaching techniques, for example. It’s a matter of balancing, not one upmanship, and waspabi demonstrates that by having Harry think of a lumos in the dark rather than, say, a caterwauling firework or a torch, because in this case the purely wixen idea works best.

I hope I’m getting myself across clearly here I don’t mean to say that wix need to cut the cord completely, the opposite in fact. I mean that they should be willing to use muggle ideas when they’re necessary, and to come up with their own concepts and designs to address a need, not to just steal the muggle technology and make it their own because they think they are entitled. Strangely, i think wix need to be a bit more selfish, to think of themselves as a whole, rather than worrying about muggles and who is related to them. Perhaps canon!Harry moves toward that as an adult, but waspabi’s Harry is so desperate to claim his new identity that he beings to do it at seventeen, and perhaps he will inspire his peers to do the same.

after all, the idea of God rest ye Merry hippogriffs is funny, but I found the lyrics to “a cauldron full of hot strong love” to be even better.***

if you’ve made it this far reward yourself and read the fic that inspired this mammoth post. it’s far more entertaining and clearly thought-provoking.

* a gender neutral alternative for wizarding/“witches and wizards” originated by essayofthoughts afaik

**muggl(e)phile and its counterpart muggl(e)hobia has potential he been used elsewhere, but I’ve never seen it, so if it’s used credit would be appreciate. that said, any linguist want to chime in on if the “e” should be used or not?

***I could devote several more paragraphs to the fact that although pottermore describes Warbeck as being acclaimed and well-off, she’s mocked in canon and preferred by Molly Weasley–a blood traitor–and i wonder if that is a sign of internalized wixephobia. the quibbler is in a similar place, though tabloids are muggle, it's not as clearly ripped off as "the daily prophet" which could totally be a non-magic title for a paper. (wixi-? wix-?)

#long post #hp #harry potter #thinking too much about books #thinking too much about fic #Hermione Granger's Hogwarts Crammer for Delinquents on the Run #fanfiction #fanfic #wizarding culture #wixen culture #wizards #witches #wix #muggle technology #mugglphilia #mugglephilia #mugglephobia #the function of a rubber duck

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ao3feed-harrydraco · 6 years

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by Jonghyun_Appa

Prompt challenge by MioneWazlib from FanFiction.net

Words: 2786, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Major Character Death, Underage

Categories: F/F, F/M, Gen, M/M, Multi, Other

Characters: Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, Bill Weasley, Ginny Weasley, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Lucius Malfoy, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Lily Evans Potter, Severus Snape, Albus Severus Potter, James Potter, Scorpius Malfoy, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, The Twins, Theodore Nott, Argus Filch, Mrs Norris (Harry Potter), Blaise Zabini, Petunia Evans Dursley, Vernon Dursley, Tom Riddle | Voldemort, Fleur Delacour, Theodore "Teddy" Lupin, Teddy Lupin, Dudley Dursley, Albus Dumbledore, Ariana Dumbledore, Pigwidgeon (Harry Potter), Rose Weasley, Hugo Weasley, Neville Longbottom, Pansy Parkinson, Peter Pettigrew, Luna Lovegood, Regulus Black, Narcissa Black Malfoy, Nymphadora Tonks, Percy Weasley, Gabrielle Delacour, Augusta Longbottom

Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter, Harry Potter/Bill Weasley, Harry Potter/Ginny Weasley, Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley, Lucius Malfoy/Harry Potter, Sirius Black/Remus Lupin, Lily Evans Potter/Severus Snape, James Potter/Lily Evans Potter, Scorpius Malfoy/Albus Severus Potter, Harry Potter/Fred Weasley/George Weasley, Theodore Nott/Harry Potter, Argus Filch/Mrs Norris, Harry Potter/Blaise Zabini, Petunia Evans Dursley/Vernon Dursley, Harry Potter/The Twins, Lucius Malfoy/Narcissa Black Malfoy

Additional Tags: Severus Snape is Harry Potter's Dad, m-preg, Character Death, Amnesia, Mugglephobia (The Fear of Muggles), Genderbending, Professor Neville Longbottom, Psychotic Harry Potter

#ao3feed #fanfic #drarry #harry/draco #ao3feed-harrydraco #ao3

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ao3feed-snape · 6 years

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30 Word Prompt Challenge

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/2LhL4ZK

by Jonghyun_Appa

Prompt challenge by MioneWazlib from FanFiction.net

Words: 2786, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Major Character Death, Underage

Categories: F/F, F/M, Gen, M/M, Multi, Other

Additional Tags: Severus Snape is Harry Potter's Dad, m-preg, Character Death, Amnesia, Mugglephobia (The Fear of Muggles), Genderbending, Professor Neville Longbottom, Psychotic Harry Potter

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2LhL4ZK

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #Severus Snape #Snape #Professor Snape #SS

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ao3feed-jily · 6 years

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30 Word Prompt Challenge

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2LhL4ZK

by Jonghyun_Appa

Prompt challenge by MioneWazlib from FanFiction.net

Words: 2786, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Major Character Death, Underage

Categories: F/F, F/M, Gen, M/M, Multi, Other

Additional Tags: Severus Snape is Harry Potter's Dad, m-preg, Character Death, Amnesia, Mugglephobia (The Fear of Muggles), Genderbending, Professor Neville Longbottom, Psychotic Harry Potter

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2LhL4ZK

#ao3feed #fanfic #Harry Potter #Jily #James Potter #Lily Evans #Lily Potter #Lily Evans Potter

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makiruz · 7 years

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I wonder if anybody took a look at the USA in the HPverse and realized it makes no sense.

We know wizards are afraid of muggles because of the Salem Witch Trials, which is stupid and doesn’t actually make sense since we also know USA have a very high percentage of no-maj-borns. But turns out pureblood prejudice doesn’t exist either, which actually does make sense because blood/nobility bullshit doesn’t survive well in colonies; but there’s something weird about the fact that no one in the US cares about your family, but they also hate muggles; I mean, what if your a muggleborn? Wouldn’t anybody think you’re dangerous because of your ties to muggles? Actually what happens to muggleborns? I still haven’t found an answer; are they forbidden to see their families because of the strict separation thing? If they’re not, wouldn’t they serve as a link between the magical and non-magical communities?

And of course there’s the issue of racism. Rowling says there’s no racism in the magical world, and I guess that makes sense to her since for Brits Class is a bigger deal than race; but I can’t imagine people living their whole lives in the USA, where slavery and segregation were legal wouldn’t take anything from that. I mean, back to the no-maj-borns that must exist, you can’t expect a white southern kid to just accept that black people are equal to whites, it doesn’t work like that! And again, that racism doesn’t exist, but mugglephobia does? No, I don’t buy it. And again, what about a Native American or black kid? Do you take them to the Magical World and leave their family in slavery/reservations? No I’m sorry, it just doesn’t work

#rants #Harry Potter #Wizarding World

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ao3feed-hamilton · 7 years

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by lafcentric

Lafayette had only wanted to be admitted into Friedrich Von Steuben's stupid apprenticeship. That's all they'd wanted.

So why had they agreed to teach for an entire year Transfiguration at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry?

Words: 954, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of Hogwarts AU

Fandoms: Hamilton - Miranda, Turn (TV 2014), Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Hamilton Cast, Turn Cast

Relationships: Gilbert du Motier Marquis de Lafayette/George Washington

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Hogwarts, Angst, (So much angst holy shit), Mugglephobia, Transphobia, Homophobia, Headmaster Washington, Muggleborn Washington, Pureblood Lafayette, non-binary Lafayette, Fluff, Eventual Smut, Slow Burn, Really slow guys, Falling in love so gently that you're startled when you realize you are, This is going to be painful and wonderful at the same time, I'm just hoping someone reads it

from AO3 works tagged 'Hamilton - Miranda' http://ift.tt/2jNbVTH

#IFTTT #ao3feed #Hamilton #fanfic

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ao3feed-turn · 7 years

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Love Like You

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2jNbVTH

by lafcentric

Lafayette had only wanted to be admitted into Friedrich Von Steuben's stupid apprenticeship. That's all they'd wanted.

So why had they agreed to teach for an entire year Transfiguration at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry?

Words: 954, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of Hogwarts AU

Fandoms: Hamilton - Miranda, Turn (TV 2014), Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Hamilton Cast, Turn Cast

Relationships: Gilbert du Motier Marquis de Lafayette/George Washington

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2jNbVTH

#fanfic #turn: washingtons spies #turn amc #IFTTT #ao3feed

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misguidedasgardian · 1 month

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The Lifeaters (III.3)

III. Your greatest fear

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Chapter Summary: Your classes test you in unimaginable ways

Pairings: Draco Malfoy x Fem!Reader (platonic)

Warnings: Cursing, magical objects, Mugglephobia, classism, charms and curses, might miss some warnings

Wordcount: 3,4 k

Notes: I’m adapting a lot of parts of the books… hehe…

Have you seen Brooklyn 99? if you have you’ll now this

If you see something say something, come on and party tonighttttt wooooooo

Tuesday nor Wednesday Draco went to classes, his arm still tightly taped to his side, you helped him in what you could, no, actually, in what he would let you help him, you offered to carry his bag but he made Goyle do it, he wouldn’t let you personally carry his things or help him up, nothing that would require strength, you wanted to feel insulted, but what he truly meant is that he did not wanted you to “trouble” yourself

Also he was enjoying the attention you and Pansy were giving him, letting you fix his hair and robes, and even help him eat

It felt nice to help a friend

So Thursday you had potions, and Dray could not miss that.

Most classes would put aside one block, one hour and a half of your schedule, but not potions.

Many took too long to prepare, so once a week, you had THREE consecutive hours to brew potions and be almost tortured by Professor Snape

Even though they were almost on the same floor, the potions classroom was nothing like your common room. It was stuffy, damp and the various smells from the potions made it really hard to breathe or have a nice time, on the contrary, it also depended on the potion that was being brewed, sometimes they made the air lighter, so every class was everyone’s guess.

All eyes where on you when you arrived with Draco to the potions classroom, you shared the class with the Gryffindors, and many of them looked annoyed when they saw Dray’s grimace

Pansy wouldn’t leave your side either.

You didn’t know how to feel

You liked her, she was your friend, but you were not used to a “third wheel” in yours and Draco’s relationship, before there was Vince, Greg and even Matthew near him, but they couldn’t get that close to him

Pansy was managing to do so, and it made you a bit queasy

Draco whimpered when you settle in your places and Pansy was on him on a

"How is it, Draco?”, she asked, in a tone a bit sweet for your taste, "Does it hurt much?"

“Yes”, he said, trying to show himself brave, but as soon as Pansy looked away, he winked at Greg and Vince, you slapped his good arm, annoyed, he looked back at you apologetically

Your attention was called by Snape, the class was going to start

You were a bit late, but your professor didn’t say anything, you enjoyed more… freedom… with the head of your house than with other teachers, it almost made you a bit embarrassed

But then you remembered all teachers who were heads of houses had a soft spot for their students, Snape had a soft spot for you lot, his house.

“Today were going to be making a Shrinking solution”, snape Introduced, “please take out your ingredients”

You were sharing one of the big tables with Potter, Granger, Longbottom, Weasley, Greg, Vince, Draco and Pansy

"Sir," Dray called, "sir, I'll need help cutting up these daisy roots, because of my arm…", you looked at him, wanting to offer your help, but Snape had other plans

"Weasley, cut up Malfoy's roots for him"

“I can do it”, you whispered to him, but he shook you off

“He told Wesley to do it”, he said with a smirk, oh how he was enjoying this

"There's nothing wrong with your arm," Ron accused him

"Weasley, you heard Professor Snape; cut up these roots”, he demanded, and Weasley started to masacre those poor roots

“Professor!”, called Draco, “Weasley is mutilating my roots!”, Snape even seemed happy with this arrangements

“Weasley, change roots with Malfoy”, he demanded, and you could barely choke in a giggle

So the redhead had to spend double time trying to fix his roots for himself to use, you tried to focus on your own ingredients, but Draco had you a bit on edge.

Don’t misinterpret this, it was fun to pick on Potter and Weasley, but not in the middle on the potions class, when many things could go wrong

"And, sir, I'll need this shrivelfig skinned," said Dray, pushing his luck, you actually liked working with the plant

“I can do it Dray”, you offered, and you felt Pansy’s heated gaze on you

"Potter, you can skin Malfoy's shrivelfig," was the response

“It’s no trouble”, you insisted

“He said Potter to do it”, Draco said with a smile

Potter was quick to skin those poor plants, and slided them over the table at Draco as quickly as he could. Draco’s face was one of victory, he seemed pleased with himself.

Oh but not yet

"Seen your pal Hagrid lately?", he asked them with a mean smirk

"None of your business," responded Weasley.

It was a sore topic, you did not like the turn it had taken

"I'm afraid he won't be a teacher much longer," Said Draco. "Father's not very happy about my injury… he complained to the school’s governors and all", he said, sighing, “And a lasting injury like this…who knows if my arm will ever be the same again?". You wanted to tell him to drop it, you did, back in the common room, but he wouldn’t listen, the horrible gash in his arm looked terrible.

“So that’s why you are doing this!”, said Potter, “you want to get him sacked!”

“Well, maybe”, teased Draco, “Weasley, why don’t you slice up my caterpillars for me?”

The Redhead was about to throw his cauldron at him, when Professor Snape walked by the table, looking into Longbottom’s cauldron

"Tell me, boy, does anything penetrate that thick skull of yours? Didn't you hear me say, quite clearly, that only one spleen was needed? Didn't I state plainly that a dash of leech juice would suffice? What do I have to do to make you understand, Longbottom?", his potion was the wrong color, and Neville looked like he was about to cry.

"Please, sir," said Granger, there was something about her tone that you really found annoying, "I could help Neville put it right…", you couldn’t help but rolled your eyes, and Draco at your side snickered

"I don't remember asking you to show off, Miss Granger," you couldn’t help but smile, Snape always saw right through the golden trio, "Longbottom, at the end of this lesson we will feed a few drops of this potion to your toad and see what happens. Perhaps that will encourage you to do it properly.", now that made you raise your eyes from your cauldron up to Neville, who’s hands started shaking

"Help!" he moaned, looking at the entire table

"Hey", said Seamus Finnigan, a Gryffindor who no matter what he was doing, he always managed to provoke an explosion, "Sirius Black's been sighted”, he said, you and Draco shared looks, “it’s all over the daily prophet”

"Where?" asked Potter, all the table were listening

"Dufftown," said Seamus, who looked excited. "It was a Muggle who saw him. By the time the Ministry of Magic got there, he was gone."

"Not too far from here... " said Granger, then Weasley catches us looking

"What, Malfoy? Need something else skinned?", he asked

But Draco was looking at Potter with malice, and you knew exactly was he was about to say

"Thinking of trying to catch Black single-handed, Potter?", he teased "Yeah, that's right," responded Potter, ever the petulant fool

You knew what was coming, you had discussed it at length, Sirius black was the one that betrayed Harry’s Parents, causing them to die in the hands of the Dark Lord

"Of course, if it was me, I'd be out there looking for him.", said Draco, “I wouldn’t be staying in school like a good boy”

"What are you talking about, Malfoy?", asked Weasley. And you looked at Potter’s face, looking for any clue, but now it dawned on you… he didn’t know. He didn’t know what Black had done, of course you did, because uncle Lucius didknow, he was deep in the Ministry.

But Potter didn’t know what Sirius had done to his family, and why he was out, probably looking for him.

"Don't you know, Potter?", asked Draco, truly surprised, but he looked like he did on Christmas mornings

"Know what?". Draco laughed cruelly, it made your skin crawl.

"Maybe you'd rather not risk your neck," he said. "Want to leave it to the dementors, do you? But if it was me, I'd want revenge. I'd hunt him down myself."

"What are you talking about?" asked Potter angrily

You were going to tell Draco to stop, but Snape did it for you, calling the attention of the entire class

"You should have finished adding your ingredients by now; this potion needs to stew before it can be drunk, so clear away while it simmers and then we'll test Longbottom's... "

Neville stirred his cauldron miserably, with his mouth twisted in agony

You put away your things and Draco before he could say anything, you were somewhat happy that your potion was the right shade of color

A few minutes later, Snape was standing next to Neville, Theo and Matt stood by your side, to watch

"Everyone gather 'round," said Snape, “and watch what happens to Longbottom's toad. If he has managed to produce a Shrinking Solution, it will shrink to a tadpole. If, as I don't doubt, he has done it wrong, his toad is likely to be poisoned”, you grabbed onto the hand that was closest to you, it was Theo’s, he looked at you alarmed, but you only watched as snape with a special instrument took a bit of the potion, while he held Trevor on his other hand

“Professor…”, you couldn’t help it, you were not thinking, Snape looked at you with those dark glistening eyes, “Trevor will… die?”, you asked fearfully, “we understand the consequences Sir, I don’t think it’s necessary…”

He seemed truly surprised

“Hush your mouth Basilik, unless you want your points removed”, he said angrily. The Gryffindor seemed truly surprised as you intervened

Theo didn’t released you, you squeezed his hands waiting for the inevitable, if that was Umbra instead, you’d be crying, as Neville shed a single tear of his trembling cheek

Snape fed Trevor a spoonful of the potion…

You could drop a pin on the classroom and it would be heard loudly, everyone was looking expectantly… and then, with a pop, Trevor had become a tiny little tadpole.

You released Theo, taking a deep breath, relieved…

Snape, who seemed like he didn’t get any presents for Christmass, took a vial from the insides of his robes and turn Trevor into his normal size again

"Five points from Gryffindor," said Snape, which wiped the smiles from every face. "I told you not to help him, Miss Granger. Class dismissed."

You never walked out of potions so quickly, dragging a laughing Draco with you

You went to the great hall to have lunch, not before you sneaking out to the inner courtyard to take a long breath of fresh air, Winter was looming in and you could already feel the chill in the air even though the trees were already turning orange

You weren’t alone

“Hey, ppssttt”, you heard a shushing noise, you looked to your side and saw Theo and Matthew, hiding under the threshold of the castle’s door. Theo was hiding something on his robes

“What?”, you asked, coming near them, they clearly wanted to show me something, but you thought better of it, “I swear for Merlin’s fluffy robes that if I look into something remotely inappropriate I will tell Snape…”

You heard a croak, and your curiosity got the better of you and you looked inside

Theo was hiding a toad, and not just any toad

“Is that Trevor?”, you asked them both who started laughing

“Maybe”, he giggled

“You stole him?”, you asked them, scandalized, and then you looked into both their eyes, “no…”

“What?”, asked Theo

“Please don’t hurt him”, you begged them, honestly scared for the poor familiar

“I will not!”, Theo said, he seemed offended that you believed he was going to hurt him

“Why did you steal it?”, you asked them

“Longbottom didn’t have the guts, he was going to let Snape poison him!”, he said, taking Trevor out of his robes and caressing his tiny head, he was cute… for a toad…

“So what’s your plan?”, you asked the pair, and they shared looks

“We are going to keep him…”, said Theo

“Yeah, and share custody”, muttered Matt

“What are you three doing with Longbottom’s toad?”, you three freezed at the unmistakable voice of Severus Snape, you three turned slowly, and shaking

“Stealing is not tolerated at Hogwarts”, he said with his dark, dragging voice, “Miss Basilik you interrupt and question my teaching methods and then you steal a classmate’s familiar, this is unacceptable”

“Sir! but…!”

“And furthermore you send a request my way to drop the divination class… not so fast… Gaunt”, he said, grabbing into Matt’s robes who had tried to escape. You looked up at him with wide eyes, “well, lucky for you I found a way to solve your little problem, and… give you and Mister Nott and mister Gaunt a lesson…”

“Which is?”, asked Theo fearfully

“Ancient Runes as Arithmancy are full… but not Muggles studies…”

“No…”, you all whimpered at the same time

“Congratulations, you three are the very first Slytherins in taking the class”, he said with a smirk that was going to haunt your worst nightmares for years to come.

You didn’t even dared to tell Draco, Matthew, Theo and you looked like you just had seen a ghost, you barely ate… you were so… frighten

It did not help what Professor Lupin had in store for Defense against the Dark class after lunch…

“Boggarts!”, presented Lupin, as he stood in the middle of an empty classroom, with a huge cabinet that was moving like it had something inside it, and it did, “can anybody tell me.. what a Boggart looks like?”. he asked

“No one knows!”, said Granger, “boggarts are shapeshifters, they take on the shape of what that person fears the most, that is why they are so…”

“So terrifying, yes…”, he looked back at the cabinet, “Luckily, there is a very simple spell to repel them, everyone says it with me, wands away… Riddikulus!”, he pronounced in a way that was a bit contrary to what your minds told you to pronounced it

“Ri…di…kulus”, you practiced

“This class is ridiculous”, mocked Draco

Once you had practiced the spell, Lupin put you all in a line

The boggart turned into cobras, spiders… many things… and then… you were standing in front of a turning mesh… a cloud-like creature who was reading your mind to find whatever frightened you the most…

You thought about many things that frightened you, total darkness, being completely alone, death? many, many things, but then… something came out on top

The boggart started taking shape, and the result was a huge mass that almost touched the ceiling with his ugly head…. or rather… lack thereof

Trolls were huge, and this one wasn’t the exception, except… it didn't have a head!

A headless troll, with a bloody stomp where his head should be, was standing in front of you

You couldn’t help but whine in fear, wanting to take a step back

“Well, I have to admit, this is an unusual one”. laughed Lupin

“I can’t believe it Basilik!”, said Draco behind you, and you couldn’t stop looking at it, “still?”, you heard laughs behind you, and that only made you whimper more

“Wand at the ready Basilik”, said Lupin, who seemed ready to jump, it wasn’t until that thing tried to hit you with his wooden club that you snapped out of your stupor

“Riddikulus!”, you said, in a second the headless troll became a big voodoo-looking doll, that fell to the ground as it was filled with sand

You kept hearing laughs behind you, and Professor Lupin applauded

“Very good Basilik! very good! Potter, you are next!”

Everyone was expectant of what Potter’s boggart was going to be, and you feared the most

A Dementor showed itself in front of you… well… at least it wasn’t the Dark Lord

Lupin stood in front of him, casted the spell, and… he dismissed the class despite the complains of the res of the class

Potter had the tendency of ruining things

But if the first class was any indication, finally you had a competent Defense against the Dark Arts teacher, and you were excited, despite hearing Draco talking very rudely about Lupin’s appearance.

He did look like he had been attacked by a pack of Wampuses

. . .

The rest of the week, and for the weekend you three were acting as you were guilty of committing an awful crime and everybody was suspecting you. Draco was too “angry” at you for dropping divination that he didn't even ask you what you were going to take instead. Theo and Matthew were as skittish as you, avoiding the subject altogether

You didn’t even know how everyone else was going to react when you told them, nobody of your house had taken that class

It wasn’t until the very next week on Monday that you had your first Muggle Studies class

“I can’t believe this is Snape’s idea of a punishment, Longbottom haven’t even noticed that Trevor was missing”, muttered Theo

You had to admit you were somewhat excited… you didn’t even know what to expect, it was a complete mystery of what was going to happen inside that classroom

“An entire year with Muggle studies”, muttered Matthew, “I bet that if we bother that professor enough, she will let us switch”

“I don’t think we should play along with that, it was a miracle they let us change and… Arithmancy and Ancient runes are full”, you muttered, “and we HAVE to take two electives”, you whispered

That Hufflepuff girl thought you were trying to prank her when you asked her where the muggle studies classroom was.

It was in a part of the castle that you weirdly had walked through a bunch of times, but never took the time to actually tell.

You walked into the classroom, looking everywhere with surprise in your eyes, the room was filled with… unusual things… muggle things, in the corner, there was this… round transparent object that was glowing! What was that about? they couldn’t use magic!

You then noticed that a complete silence had installed in the room and when you looked around you realized that you were being stared at by the entire class. Some of them even had their mouths wide open at the sight of the three of you

Let’s just say that you would have more luck experiencing a 31st of February than spotting a Slytherin in a Muggle studies class, let alone three, let alone Matthew Gaunt that by this point… had a certain reputation inside the school.

In front of the class, there was a sweet looking woman, wearing what you guessed was muggle clothing, she was wearing some school pants, bluish ones, they look so comfortable

“Is this another joke?”, she asked shakily as she saw you three coming in, “Snape is my friend you know, and I’m allowed to take points from Slytherin as well as any other teacher”, she said, she reminded you of Neville

“Please Professor, this isn’t a mockery”, you tried to explain quickly, your new classmates looked at surprised as the teacher to see three Slytherins in there, “we really want to take this class”, you said, it wasn’t specially true but… whatever

“You three are warned! any funny business and I will talk with Snape and have you suspended!”, she threatened, and you nodded quickly, so you went and took a seat quickly in the back of the class, and you stayed quiet the entire lesson.

“I may or may not have… pranked her several times last year”, whispered Matthew to your ear

Even so, both Matthew and Theo were in their best behavior for the first time.

And you had to admit… it was more interesting than you thought.

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The Lovely Hallows (III.I)

III. Teacher's pet

MASTERLIST

Summary: getting to know your professors is tricky, specially when someone else is better at it than you

Pairings: Draco Malfoy x Fem!Reader (platonic), Aemond Targaryen x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Cursing, magical objects, Mugglephobia, magic! might miss some warnings

Wordcount: 1,5 k

Notes: I’m very slow with this fic, but I really enjoy writing it. I have big plans for it, but for waaay into the future… when the kids are older, but I don’t want to back down now, so… I decided to write small chapters for the first years, a 1.000 words or so, of little snippets of the times reader and Aemond had crossed paths, until we can get to the really fun stuff… anyways, it’s me rambling, I always try to write 2.500 to 3.000 words for each chapters, so I don’t want you to worry when you see they are short… the longer chapters are coming later… ANYWAYS… ONE LAST THING! Reader has a secret father that we will discover later in the story, you might love it or hate it

You looked like… well… a child

You looked at every place, every detail of the castle with wonder, as your prefect led you to your first class… potions

“They say professor Snape is the meanest of all teachers”, you heard someone whisper, and you believed it to be true, even when you met him in the Malfoy Manor, he looked severe and mean

You took seat between Draco and Goyle, and soon, Snape burst into the room walking rapidly, using his wand to close all windows and the door behind him, his eyes found you in a second

“There will be no foolish wand waving or silly incantations in this class. As such, I don't expect many of you to enjoy the subtle science and exact art that is potion making. However, for those select few…”, he looked at both of you, with a less severe look, “who possess the predisposition, I can teach you how to bewitch the mind and ensnare the senses. I can tell you how to bottle fame, brew glory and even put a stopper in death…”, he kept looking on to find Potter writing without paying attention to him, “then again, maybe some of you have come to Hogwarts in possession of abilities so formidable that you feel confident enough to not...pay...attention”, he stopped in front of him, only after his friend nudge him is that he looked up

“Mr. Potter. Our...new...celebrity. Tell me, what would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?”, he mumbled, but didn’t answer, “You don't know? Well, let's try again. Where, Mr. Potter, would you look if I asked you to find me a bezoar?”

“I don't know, Sir”, he answered shyly, and you were thankful that you weren't him because you couldn’t have answered either

“And what is the difference between Monkshood and Wolfbane?”

“I don't know, Sir”, Draco looked at you smugly, you smiled back

“Pity. Clearly, fame isn't everything, is it, Mr. Potter?”, he then turned to the other Slytherin in the classroom, “mayhaps you, Targaryen, could answer?”, your eyes found the white haired boy, just like Draco’s, and he smiled softly

“With powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood you get a very powerful sleeping potion, you can find a bezoar in a goat’s belly, you should know that, because it will cure you for almost all poisons, and also… those are the same plant, also known as aconite”, You almost saw Snape smile

“Why are you not copying this?”, he asked everyone, you shared concerned looks with Draco and then started writing frantically in your parchment

“5 points for Slytherin!”, Snape said, and even though Draco frowned, angry for he didn’t know the answers either, you smiled, relieved that he got it right instead of a Gryffindor

“And did you see him answering everything Snape asked? he had the professor practically drooling by the end”, apparently, Draco didn’t find it as endearing, now he was mocking your house mate, “anyone could have answered that, did you see that girl Granger raising her hand desperately?”, he continued his rambles as you walked to your next class, “pathetic really”

Then you went to McGonagall's class, Transfiguration, where she was going to teach you how to turn things from one thing to another, very impressive really. You were excited about all classes that require your wand and enchantments

That Taragryen boy, again, sat in front of you, first line to the class, and was as cooperative as in Potions. You wondered why he didn’t end up in Ravenclaw if he was that smart, but you paid more attention to Gryffindor's head teacher.

But then… came the really exciting class

Flying lessons

With Professor Hooch that had the most extraordinary eyes

You had this class with the Gryffindors, which you didn’t particularly liked, Harry was standing right in front of you, and even though he had said nothing to you, you were a bit angry for him rejecting Draco’s invitation, as grass as it was.

You looked down at the broom, the training broom that had been provided by the school for the first years, you couldn’t wait to get the nimbus 200 as soon as this school year ended

“Good afternoon, class”, Professor Hooch greeted

“Good afternoon, Madam Hooch”, you all answered in a chorus

“Welcome to your first flying lesson. Well, what are you waiting for? Everyone step up to the left side of their broomstick. Come on now, hurry up. Stick your right hand over the broom and say, Up!”,s trite to business, you liked that, you raised your hand over the broom and commanded it, and immediately, she flew to your hand, the very first try. You cheered excitedly as the chorus of voices repeated the word

“Up!”, Draco demanded and his broomstick also obliged, your friend smiled smugly

“With feeling!”, demand the teacher, as many haven’t been able to succeed on the first lesson, you looked up to the exact moment the broom went up and hit Aemond Targaryen in the face, you hissed, sympathizing with his pain but Draco deadass laughed

“Now, once you've got hold of your broom, I want you to mount it. And grip it tight, you don't want to be sliding off the end”, you did as she told you to, this was a very exciting moment for you, you had never been able to do this before

“When I blow my whistle, I want each of you to kick off from the ground, hard. Keep your broom steady, hover for a moment, and then lean forward slightly and touch back down. On my whistle...3...2…”, you shared excited looks with Draco before doing exactly what Professor Hooch instructed, which you did perfectly

But your classmate, Longbottom took off from the ground

“Mr. Longbottom”, called the teacher, clearly scared

“Neville!, what are you doing?”, called one of his classmates

“Neville...Neville… we're not supposed to take off, yet”, But he was raising to the skies in a incredible speed, he screamed bloody murder, scared for his life

“Mr. Longbottom! Down! Down!”, demanded Hooch

“Ahhhh!”, he only managed to scream. Even Potter screamed for his friend but he couldn’t command his broom, flying randomly over your heads

“Help!”, he cried and you felt scared for him

“Come back down this instant!”, but to no avail, he soars through the sky and hits a wall, conking along it and then swooping off. All the while, he is screaming

He flied until he crashed into a statue in the top of the building adjacent to the field, luckily his cloak got trapped in the sword, which prevented him from flying, but then he fell to the ground in a grunt of pain

You all ran to him to make sure he was alright, of course the professor got to him first. He was whining and whimpering, that was a tall fall

“Is he alright?”

“Oh, oh, oh, oh dear. It's a broken wrist! Tch, tch, tch. Good boy, come on now, up you get”, Meanwhile, Draco by your side leaned in and grabbed Neville’s Remembrall front he grass

“Everyone's to keep their feet firmly on the ground while I take Mr. Longbottom to the hospital wing. Understand? If I see a single broom in the air, the one riding it will find themselves out of Hogwarts before they can say, Quidditch”, demanded Professor Hooch as she lead Neville out of the field

“Did you see his face? Maybe if the fat lump had given this a squeeze, he'd have remembered to fall on his fat ass”, he said loudly for everyone to hear

“Give it here, Malfoy”, demanded Harry when he realized what he was holding

“No. I think I'll leave it somewhere for Longbottom to find”, he got on his broom, like he had many times before in his house, “How 'bout up on the roof?”, he flied higher with incredible mastery, showing all of you the glass ball on his hand, you felt proud, the first tie you got in his father’s old brooms had been tricky

“What's the matter, Potter? Bit beyond your reach?”, he mocked. Harry grabs his broom and runs to get on it. But his friend Hermione stops him

“Harry, no! You heard what Madam Hooch said! Besides, you don't even know how to fly”, but he doesn’t hear her, instead he flies as high as Draco

“Give it here, Malfoy, or I'll knock you off your broom!”

“Is that so?”, he teased back, making tricks in the air, “Have it your way, then!”, he throws the ball far, and Harry swoops in quickly to grab it, almost crashing against a building

Draco comes back to the floor next to you, and you giggled excitedly, the positions in Quidditch were as much as yours for next year

But Harry’s catch… that was impressive too, all your classmates cheer him on and run to meet him when he comes down from the skies, and you only turn to see Aemond roll his eyes

Then Professor McGonagall appeared, making all of you takes steps back away from Potter

“Harry Potter? Follow me”, he was in trouble, Draco, Goyle and Crabbe laughed loudly, he was going to get spelled!

Again, I repeat, I'll be tapping out of th movie's transcripts for help continuesly on the next few chapters, but on more Slytherin's side of things... and I want to go fast to get to the really good part, and let me just say that I have big plans

I will indulge... reader will be THAT GIRL like that reader that is super cool and is everywhere, this will be one of my guilty fics, she will be so badass, and I know how it will end

like I said, she has a secret father that I wasn't sure to write BUT, now its the heart of the story, you might love it or hate it but... I hope i CAN MAKE IT MAKE SENSE!

MUAHAHA anyways... sorry I got more notes than chapter on this one, but again, they are babies

taglist! @dreamingofyourmoons @aelora-a @fan-goddess @alitaar @winter-soldier-101

took the liberty of adding some who showed interest on this story!

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The Lifeaters (I.5)

V. Back Home

MASTERLIST

Chapter Summary: You never expecting entering Hogwarts was going to bring you… so much change

Pairings: Draco Malfoy x Fem!Reader (platonic)

Warnings: Cursing, magical objects, Mugglephobia,

Wordcount: 2.1 k

Notes: I’m cutting first year to 8 chapters only… jeje they are just babies yet and like I said, this is for setting the tone for what comes next… jeje

You were fairly smart, you were, the point is, you were truly outstanding in things that TRULY interested you, so you learned when the Slytherin Quidditch team practiced, and you would sit in the boxes no matter how early or how late, scribbling in a small diary you started to call your playbook, writing and describing all the plays, it was quite fun, even Marcus Flint and Terrence Higgs, the players noticed and waved at you

“Are you going to try out next year?”, he asked

“Of course”, you’d answer happily

And from then on, you became some sort of cheerleader for the team, even helping them in planning plays after the Hufflepuff VS Ravenclaw match that of course you watched and made Draco watch it too.

You were happy, you felt at home in Slytherin and even in potions class

“Who can tell what would happen if I add to the concoction a rat’s tail?”, asked Snape, “Basilik?”, you swallowed hard and looked at home ide eyed

“It would cause a purple colored-explosion?”

“Are you asking me?”, he asked back, annoyed, raising one of his eyebrows. It was the longest seconds of your life, you stammered as Granger raised her hand

“no Ser, i’m saying”, you managed to mumble, and you could swear you saw a hint of a smile on his face

“Indeed”, he said quickly, “5 points for Slytherin, anyways…that is why you must be very carefully in selecting rat’s hair on the back of said rat instead…” and the class continued without a hitch, you and Draco exchanged big smiles at the points given

And the smile couldn’t be wiped out of your face for the rest of the day. No matter how much Matthew teased you, Draco was making everyone laugh telling you how the Gryffindor team was going to replace Potter with a wide-mouthed tree frog.

You always admired Draco’s sense of humor

The days were already shorter, and even started snowing, Snape’s class was in the dungeons and it got really cold down there, so you had to put on your gray jumper under your cape, but you were really happy because, you had been paired up with Theodore for a couple of classes for a special brew, and it made you giggle

Theodore Nott, your housemate, friend of Draco, he was very cute and sweet, he smiled softly at you, he had this beautiful green eyes that look a bit sad but its because they way they are shaped, you and daphne had discuss it at length

You acted a bit dumb when you were near him, but you thought Snape had paired you both together because you could defend yourself pretty good in Potions, but he was useless in that subject, you had to carry it for four weeks, but you were happy to do so.

Now you were in the common room with Theo, you weren’t allowed in the laboratory after classes, so, the only place you could hang out and study properly, besides the library, but they didn’t let you bring potion making instruments… So here you were.

“It’s ¾”, you said softly, “not 3,4”

“Oh sorry”, he muttered, you only smiled, knowing that little error could make the potion exude a lethal smoke that would kill you both

“You still on that?”, the peace and nice atmosphere that you had created was eliminated by barely a sentence of Draco, who showed up accompanied by his own partner, Matthew

You could see Theo’s face twisting in discomfort

“We just hadn't had the time”, you said simply

“We finished days ago”, they didn’t leave, they just sat there in the leather couch next to the table that you were working on

You finished the best you could, feeling like you were being watched, and you had to use the loo so you left them to go to the bathroom

When you came back, you heard them

“I don’t know why she keeps insisting on the potion, maybe she fancies me”, muttered Theo, “and that’s why we keep working together”, and that broke your little heart. Draco frowned at this, without noticing you

“She doesn’t fancy you”, he said, with a disgusted face, and you had never been more grateful, especially with Matthew laughed at Theo

You pretended like everything was fine, you tried to ignore Theo’s guilty face, he was embarrassed, it was him that didn’t understand potions, but he was embarrassed to say so, and then, you were relieved that Draco stayed there with you.

“So, if I make this potion wrong it can explode?”, muttered Gaunt as he read your scribbles in the parchment, “interesting”

“No it's not”, you said quickly, “many potions could explode”, you said then quickly, Mathew and Theo exchanged looks that didn’t promise anything good.

They actually made the potion explode, underneath Filch’s desk, luckily he wasn’t there but Mrs Norris’ tail caught on fire that thankfully they were able to extinguish without much damage to the poor cat.

You found it horrible

But Matthew and Theo laughed

You loved cats, and even though her being there was a sad accident, you couldn’t shake the bad feeling of your gut.

Matthew was a bit mean, and when you remembered him bringing the pumpkin to life… before he started carving it, it brought you chills.

Professor Snape was called, and Slytherin was taken 50 points.

When you were alone with Theo, he kept being nice to you, and the last class that you needed to work together, he ripped the page of the potion off of his book, and he folded you a snowflake with magic

You felt so happy you became giddy, even though he had lied to your friends

As the weeks went by, the floor started to become white, as the snow started to stick

But snow would only mean one thing… that you were most excited about

Christmas

Christmas is coming!

Between classes, and making friends, days turn into weeks and even months, and you were barely realizing it, Christmas was around the corner.

Every year you spend Christmas Eve with your Aunt, and then the next day you were invited to the Manor to spend the day with the Malfoys and their friends until the evening where you attend their annual Christmas Ball, it was always breathtaking, witches and wizards in their best dress robes ni black, white or red, and the decoration and food was out of this world

And this year, according to your aunt, it was going to be no different, you had three weeks of christmas break to go home, and you were going to spend it with Draco, the Malfoys and your aunt

You packed your trunk religiously, and even Umbra hooted in her cage happily, like she knew she was going back home

None of your teachers had left any homework, unless of course Professor Snape, who had given you a list of items you could find to make potions, so you needed to fetch them from your house or garden, he assured you they were things that could be easily found, trying to prove that potions could be brewed from almost anything

Anyways

You found Blaise in the great hall, he was staying at Hogwarts for the Holidays

“My mother is spending christmas in Greece with her new husband”, he muttered sadly

“I’m sorry Blaise”

“Other people are staying, so it's fine”, you had to go, Draco, from the other side of the Hall, was waving at you to go

The train ride back to London was very pleasant, Draco couldn’t stop boasting about his list of presents and how he was sure he was going to get everything he wanted, he asked you about what was in yours, but you only had three items… a Nimbus 3000, Quidditch riding gear of the Holyhead Harpies and a dragon

You knew you were being silly, but you always wanted a Dragon, a small one would suffice, you had seen them, miniature versions of real dragons, that you could handle.

And you promised your aunt that you could sell your current broom, a Quicksilver 2.0, so you wouldn’t have two, you were hopeful, you had been saving from your allowance, but still, professional brooms such as those had to be purchased by an adult

So you were now even more hopeful, but you were surprised to discover actually Matthew was going to spend Christmass in the Malfoy Manor as well

When you’d ask Draco about his family, he would answered with evasives, probably he didn’t know who he was either

But still you found it odd

You forgot about personal compartments, your group of friends had gotten so big you preferred those open ones with tables on both sides so you could all speak to each other

You had gotten accustomed to being around them all day and even nights, it was going to be a bit sad when you got home, only you, your aunt and some house-elves.

“Are you going to the ball?”, you asked Pansy who was sitting right next to you, as you were seated on the other side of the aisle with the girls

“Yes, my parents were invited”, she muttered

“Mines too”, muttered Daphne

“It will be fun”, you said with a big smile

“Why are you and Draco so close?”, asked Milicent as she leaned in and whispered to you

“We are best friends”, you said softly

“But why?”, she insisted

“We know each other since I can remember, our parents are really close”

“Do you like him?”, she teased

“No”, you answered quickly, “he is my best friend”, all girls were looking straight at you, like they were cornering you, “for real”, you insisted, and that seemed to calm them as they giggle

“I think Theo is really cute, you were so lucky to had that huge project with him”, fanned over Daphne

“I think Matthew is cute”, added Milicent, you were leaning over the table and whispering, so they wouldn’t hear

“I don’t think any of them are”, you said with a sad voice, thinking of Theo

“My mom is having my robes custom made for me”, said Daphne with a soft smile, “for the Christmass ball”

“Really? how lucky! I think we are just going to Madam Malkin”, muttered Pansy

“Lucky you because my mother loves to shop in those muggle stores in central London”, said Milicent

“Some of those stores are nice”, you offered, you really liked muggle fashion sometimes, your aunt would take you in London and you were only able to watch at the showcases, some dresses were truly astonishing

“They are muggles”, she said as that was reason enough

The trip became longer than the one that goes to Hogwarts, it that made any sense

Now that you weren’t at Hogwarts, you wanted to get home already.

“Anything from the trolley?”, asked the sweet old lady, bringing her cart full of sweets

“Uh! me! Do you have any chocolate frogs?”, you asked

“Of course dear”, she said, passing one you exchange for a couple of Sickles

“Thank you”, the boys bought thighs to, you frowned when you looked at the frog, the spell not starting yet

“I’ll do it”, said Draco from the other side, you passed the package, he opened and the frog came to life, before it could jump, he snapped one if its legs to break the spell, not it was just chocolate

He passed it back to you

“Thank you”, he ate the chocolate leg and you ate the rest

“Why?”, asked Parkinson

“I don’t like it when they move, they look too real”, you said simply, “Uh! I got Cirse! I’d always wanted her!”, you admired the ancient witch in that card

Your aunt, as always, was waiting for you

She hugged you tightly, caressing your hair softly, you had missed her

“Let’s go home”, you greeted the Malfoys, and from afar you could see Theodore, who was being received by an old man, you guessed he was his father.

“We will see you at Christmas”, my aunt muttered, and you started walking. Meek, your house elf appeared, grabbed both your hands, as you had your things in the other hand, and he apparated you back home, as easy as that

Tea was served for the two of you, with your favorite small sandwiches and pastries

“Now, you will tell me EVERYTHING!”, she said with a wide smile

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The Lifeaters (I.3)

III. Teacher's Pet

MASTERLIST

Summary: getting to know your professors and friends is tricky, specially when you start doubting yourself

Pairings: Draco Malfoy x Fem!Reader (platonic)

Warnings: Cursing, magical objects, Mugglephobia, magic! might miss some warnings

Wordcount: 3 k

Notes: I really have BIG plans for this and I understand that is not getting enough traction, but these chapters are to set a tone, not only for the reader but her relationships, anyways, I will keep writing! I need this to write the really darkish stuff that is happening in the last years and during/after the war! muahaha you won’t regret it!

You looked like… well… a child

You looked at every place, every detail of the castle with wonder, as your prefect led you to your first class… potions

“They say professor Snape is the meanest of all teachers”, you heard someone whisper, and you believed it to be true, even when you met him in the Malfoy Manor, he looked severe and mean

You had this class with the Gryffindors

You took seat between Draco and a boy you recognized as Theodore Nott, you felt your cheeks heated when you realized… he was very cute, dark brown curls, big green eyes, you giggled

“I’m Theodore Nott”, he greeted, “I’m a friend of Draco”

“(y/n) Basilik”, you said back, “me too”, you giggled, and Draco nudged you, a tall, dark haired man burst into the room walking rapidly, using his wand to close all windows and the door behind him, his eyes found you in a second. He was Professor Severus Snape

“I don't know, Sir”, he answered shyly, and you were thankful that you weren't him because you couldn’t have answered either

“And what is the difference between Monkshood and Wolfsbane?”

“I don't know, Sir”, Draco looked at you smugly, you smiled back

“Pity. Clearly, fame isn't everything, is it, Mr. Potter?”

“Why don’t you ask Hermione?”, the curly haired girl had her hand in the air desperately to answer the questions.

You exchanged looks with Draco

“With powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood you get a very powerful sleeping potion, you can find a bezoar in a goat’s belly, and also… those are the same plant, also known as aconite”, You almost saw Snape smile, “Why are you not copying this?”, he asked everyone, you shared concerned looks with Draco and then started writing frantically in your parchment

. . .

“Did you see that girl Granger raising her hand desperately?”, he continued his rambles as you walked to your next class, “pathetic really”

That Granger girl, again, sat in front of you, first line to the class, and was as cooperative as in Potions. You wondered why she didn’t end up in Ravenclaw if he was that smart, but you paid more attention to Gryffindor's head teacher.

But then… came the really exciting class

Flying lessons. Draco and you were completely going to dominate the class, as the both of you had broomsticks since you could remember

And Professor Hooch that had the most extraordinary eyes

You had this class with the Gryffindors, which you didn’t particularly liked, Harry was standing right in front of you, and even though he had said nothing to you, you were a bit angry at him for rejecting Draco’s invitation, as grassy as it was.

You looked down at the broom, the training broom that had been provided by the school for the first years, you couldn’t wait to get the nimbus 200 as soon as this school year ended

“Good afternoon, class”, Professor Hooch greeted

“Good afternoon, Madam Hooch”, you all answered in a chorus

“Up!”, Draco demanded and his broomstick also obliged, your friend smiled smugly

“With feeling!”, demand the teacher, as many haven’t been able to succeed on the first lesson, you looked up to the exact moment the broom went up and hit Neville Longbottom in the face, you hissed, sympathizing with his pain but Draco deadass laughed

But your classmate, Longbottom took off from the ground

“Mr. Longbottom”, called the teacher, clearly scared

“Neville!, what are you doing?”, called one of his classmates

“Neville...Neville… we're not supposed to take off, yet”, But he was raising to the skies in a incredible speed, he screamed bloody murder, scared for his life

“Mr. Longbottom! Down! Down!”, demanded Hooch

“Ahhhh!”, he only managed to scream. Even Potter screamed for his friend but he couldn’t command his broom, flying randomly over your heads

“Help!”, he cried and you felt scared for him

“Come back down this instant!”, but to no avail, he soars through the sky and hits a wall, conking along it and then swooping off. All the while, he is screaming

You all ran to him to make sure he was alright, of course the professor got to him first. He was whining and whimpering, that was a tall fall

“Is he alright?”

“Oh, oh, oh, oh dear. It's a broken wrist! Tch, tch, tch. Good boy, come on now, up you get”, Meanwhile, Draco by your side leaned in and grabbed Neville’s Remembrall front he grass

“Did you see his face? Maybe if the fat lump had given this a squeeze, he'd have remembered to fall on his fat ass”, he said loudly for everyone to hear

“Give it here, Malfoy”, demanded Harry when he realized what he was holding

“What's the matter, Potter? Bit beyond your reach?”, he mocked. Harry grabs his broom and runs to get on it. But his friend Hermione stops him

“Harry, no! You heard what Madam Hooch said! Besides, you don't even know how to fly”, but he doesn’t hear her, instead he flies as high as Draco

“Give it here, Malfoy, or I'll knock you off your broom!”

“Is that so?”, he teased back, making tricks in the air, “Have it your way, then!”, he throws the ball far, and Harry swoops in quickly to grab it, almost crashing against a building

Draco comes back to the floor next to you, and you giggled excitedly, the positions in Quidditch were as much as yours for next year

But Harry’s catch… that was impressive too, all your classmates cheer him on and run to meet him when he comes down from the skies

Then Professor McGonagall appeared, making all of you takes steps back away from Potter

“Harry Potter? Follow me”, he was in trouble, Draco, Goyle and Crabbe laughed loudly, he was going to get spelled!

But he wasn’t

Draco growled, loudly when he appeared in the great hall the next morning

You couldn’t believe it! Draco stood up from his seat and Crabbe and Goyle followed him, you just sat there, not knowing what to do

Is not that you hated Harry, your first meeting was a bit… mean, and he had rejected your friend, and you didn’t even know why Draco cared so much, but your friend was hurt, Harry had hurt him, so you did hate him.

He was a celebrity of sorts, and that was annoying, that every day was “Harry this…” and “Harry that…”,

Your friend came back with a face mixed with feelings, for one, he was upset but for the other… he was planning something…

“maybe now we will get rid of Potter”, he said triumphantly

“What did you do?”, you giggled

“I challenged him to a dual at midnight, a duel I don’t think to attend”, he said with a cheeky smile

. . .

Draco’s Eagle Owl screeched, making you recognize him immediately as he flied into the room while you were hanging out with your friends in the dining hall at midday, actually, you were reading your potions book, you were actually terrified that Snape would ask you something and caught you off guard, and you didn’t want to make Slytherin lose points, it was barely like the third week of classes and you were already studying

He dropped a package in the table before he landed on Draco’s shoulder, hooting excitedly as Draco petted him, and then he took flight again

Umbra flew in too, dropping a single envelope, all marked with your aunt’s stationary. And landed heavily in the table next to you, you petted her too and she playfully played with your hair making you giggle

“She is cute”, muttered Mathew, and she tried to pet her

“She bites”, but she didn’t only try to bite him, but raised her wings in a threatening manner and ruffled her feathers, screeching. Then she took off, leaving all surprised, “she had never done that before”, you explained at his angry face.

You turned your attention to the letter. She was answering your own, writing about her excitement about you getting sorted into Slytherin. You smiled as you read her sweet words.

Draco opened the box but he already know what it was, a box filled with sweets from Narcissa

“Here”, Draco says, dropping in your lap a small package, “My mom always sends me this even if she knows I don’t like them!”, he mocked

“Because she knows I do”, you muttered triumphantly, taking a bite of the delicious treat, she always send you fudge brownies

But you were interrupted, as a commotion in the Gryffindor table happened, of course when you both looked, it was around Potter, and he had received something that looked like…

You shared concerned looks and your feet actually led you to him, yo see what he fuzz was all about and sure enough, you didn’t even to see it in its entirety to see that it was the mythical Nimbus 2000

“You are in for it this time Potter, first year aren’t allowed broomsticks”, snickered Malfoy

“It's not any old broomstick”, muttered Ron Weasley, you have heard of the Weasleys, “It’s a Nimbus 2000 What did you say you both have at home?”, oh he dragged you into this too?, “A Comet 260?”, Harry seemed too happy, “Comets look flashy, but they’re not in the same league as the Nimbus”

He was right

“What would you know about it Weasley? you couldn't afford half the handle”, Malfoy Snapped, “I suppose you and your brothers have to save up, twig by twig”, and you couldn’t help but giggle, it was funny

The redhead looked at you angrily and he seemed he was going to fire back, but a professor interrupted you all, Professor Flitwick of incantations

“not arguing I hope”

“No professor”, you said

“Harry got a broom”, Draco said quickly, and you hoped that this time…

“Oh I heard! Minerva told me about the special circumstances”, you couldn’t hear anymore

This was unfair! Why was he allowed a broom and you weren’t?

“Did you hear?”, Draco asked, with a frown, as you went back to the table, “Harry Potter is the new Gryffindor’s seeker”, he muttered with his face filled with cookie crumbs

“What?”, you said, outraged, “we are first years! we are not supposed to be in the Quidditch teams”, you said. You looked right in front, and you saw Theodore snickering with Blaise and Matthew. They were probably mocking you, but you didn’t care. “that’s unfair”, you whispered, looking down at the table at your potions book that you carried with you since the first class.

“I can’t wait to see Harry Potter fall from his broom, the first game is against Slytherin”, Draco snickered, and you thought that could be a funny sight, and it did make you feel slightly better.

“Hey, relax, potions are not that difficult”, Matthew mocked trying to grab your book from under you. You took it back from him with a frown

Draco was lucky in many aspects, one of them being that he was incredibly smart, he didn’t even need to study! He would read a book once and store it in his memory and he could come back to it as many times as he needed, he was incredible

“I don’t want to be caught off guard by Snape, he will take points from us!”, you said hurriedly and defensively

“He wouldn’t take points from his own house”, he said dismissively

“He is right, potions are easy”, muttered Draco

“You are saying that but there are so many names to learn!”, you whined

“You had memorized by heart all the Quidditch players in the female league OF EUROPE! AND THEIR STATS”, he said quickly

“It isn’t the same!”, you said exasperated

“And you bother me constantly with names and dates of important wizards and witches of history”, you had the class of magical history with an actual ghost, how cool is that? you even had the class with Hufflepuffs, which was a nice break from the Gryffindors

You only smiled at him, but then continued your reading, the tricky part was to learn the quantity of ingredients

The truth is you cared about the others things, and potions were… rather out of fear, and necessity, due to your family’s legacy, you could not, NOT, be bad at potions, you really thought is the reason why your grandfather let you stay in here and attend Hogwarts, because of their mastery in potions class which was better than Beauxbatons

As you watched in the corner of your eye the boys snickering and giggling amongst themselves you started to wonder…

Draco was your only friend, but he had many, many other friends, why did he never introduce you? The only ones you knew were Greg and Vince.

Then you shook your head, why would he keep you from knowing people? it was silly.

“I will help you in potions, you will help me with HIstory of magic”, Draco said softly to comfort you and you smiled widely at him

“Alright!”, you said cheerfully

“Did you do your Astronomy homework?”, asked Zabini

“Yes! I chose a constellation named the Bootes”, you said happily, “it has 8 stars”

“Is it shaped like a boot?”, asked Matthew with a mocking grin

“No, it’s like a crooked man with a little legs”, you muttered

“Can you help me with the homework?”, he asked. And you got quiet, “my telescope broke”

“Already?”, asked Blaise

“I’m clumsy”, you remembered him tripping a hufflepuff in the first class making it stumble and fall on its side, they were very fragile, “so…?”, he asked, looking at you

“Sure, we’ll need to get permission from Professor Snape”

“I’m sure you can talk him into it”, he wasn’t asking, he was demanding, and you were sure you were going to write all his homework for me

“Well, bring your book and parchments, I’ll bring my telescope”, you whispered sadly looking back at your book

“Hey, you can’t make her do anything”, snapped Draco, “do your own homework”

“It’s fine Draco”, you whispered, but you felt cornered by his big brown determined eyes

“We’ll all go then”, he said quickly, “I didn’t do my homework either”, you frowned knowing he had made it, last week when they gave it.

He wouldn’t introduce you to Matthew, and he wouldn’t let you be alone with him.

What was this all about?

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The Lifeaters (I.6)

VI. Christmas with the Malfoys

MASTERLIST

Chapter Summary: You winter holidays couldn’t be better, well… maybe they could, but still they were pretty good

Pairings: Draco Malfoy x Fem!Reader (platonic)

Warnings: Cursing, magical objects, Mugglephobia, might miss some warnings, you got to know, this is placed in a very “high class” wizard society so we will deal with classist comments and other things.

Wordcount: 3,1 k

Notes: Maybe i can make the ten chapters, no promises though hehe

You wasted no time in redecorating your room with everything that you could find that was of an emerald green color, like the canopy in your bed, you were so happy, and your aunt seemed so proud

You admired a photo that you had atop your dresser, of her with your mother, both in their slytherin uniforms outside the gates at Hogwarts, you looked just like her, according to anyone who had met her.

Your father had also been in Slytherin, but you had no picture of him that you know of.

Soon it was Christmass eve, the 24th, and you were excited for the presents, but also, for the rest of the traditions, you had been at it since the 21st, the log had been burning in your chimney, beautiful arrangements of mistletoe, pine, ivy and others were hanging from the chandeliers and over the doors, to bring fortune in the year to come

It was a pagan celebration

You wore a crown made from the same plants, as did your aunt, as you had a wonderful dinner on Christmas Eve

“It arrived a huge cradle with gifts from France”, she said with a wide smile as she wiped her mouth with a silk handkerchief

“Are we going in the Summer?”, you asked

“If you’d like to”

“I would”, you answered quickly

“Great, because I need to test the creams I have been making in the lab”

“The ones that help with the recovery of the skin after catching Dragonpox?”, you asked softly

“Yes, exactly”, she answered with a smile. You admired your aunt, she was so talented and smart, and breathtakingly beautiful

Normally, you would be at the Malfoys for the 24th, but your aunt insisted to spend it just the two of you, maybe you preferred this way too

“So… is there anyone you like in your class?”, she asked with a giggle

“Well… not really”, you whispered sadly

“Oh no… I know that look”, she teased gently

“There is this boy that is cute, but he is a bit… of an idiot”, she snorted out a laugh, “and there’s this other one, who is also cute but… he is… very mean”

“Well, let’s just start by the idiot”

“I say he is an idiot because when they asked him why he was studying with me so much he blamed it on me, and said that it was probably because I fancied him, and it was because he didn’t undersnt it”, you told him upset

“No he didn’t!”, she screeched

“Yes he did! can you believe that? he is not THAT cute, besides… I don’t think he is an idiot because he doesn’t understand potions… but because of how he lied!”

“How is he like?”, she asked back

“Well, he had like.. dark, very dark blonde hair, with big green eyes that are shaped in a way that looks a bit sad”, you told her

“He sounds like a cutie”, she encouraged, “what’s his name?”

“Theodore Nott”, you answered

“Oh yeah, that rings a bell”, she whispered, with concern, “what about the other?”

“Matthew Gaunt”, you answered, and again she frowned, “he is very handsome but.. he is kind of mean…he has like chocolate brown curls, and big brown eyes and… thick eyelashes that flutters when he does something mischieving”

“Mischieving?”, she asked, entertained

“He put a exploding potion underneath the desk of Mr Filch, and his cat’s tail caught fire”

“Can’t believe that old mop is still alive!”

“Hey, she is a pretty cat!”, you defended

“I was referring to Mr Filch”, she laughed back

“Yeah, I guess he always looks like he is going to have a fit or something”, you murmured

“So… what about Matthew then?”, her sparkle in her eyes had dwindled

“I don’t know he… is strange”

“How strange?”, she pressed

“We were carving pumpkins and bringing them to life, but he… brought him to life and then started carving”, you whispered the last part

“Oh Merlin”, she whispered

“And he is mean… to others, and bothers the ones that do well in class, like, if you study or anything…”

“Well, love you don’t have to be friends with everybody…”, she said with a simple smile, “and that is perfectly alright”

“I know but he is in Slytherin, and in all my classes, and hangs out with Draco and the others”

“Well, that’s the thing about first semester, some groups form, then they mutate, more people come in, a few may drop, and it will happen through the years”, she said caressing your arm over the table, “it happens, don’t be sad, you’ll have plenty of friends, but don’t ever doubt about protecting them, right?”

“Right”, you said surely

“Follow your heart”, she encouraged, “we might not be Gryffindors or Hufflepuffs, but Slytherins are fiercely loyal to their own”

“You are right!”, you giggled

“besides, you can still meet nice people from other houses”

“They always treat us poorly because we are in Slytherin”, you said with a frown

“That can’t be true!”

“Sometimes it is, besides, Harry Potter…”

“Harry Potter is in your year? so it was true!”, she said with a honest surprise

“Yeah he is, everything is about him! is so annoying”

“How is he doing? in his classes and all?”

“He is playing as a Seeker for the Gryffindor Quidditch team”

“Really?”

“Yeah and it's so annoying, Professor Mcgonaggal even gifted him a Nimbus 2000! Can you believe that? Is that even fair?”

“A professor got him a professional racing broom?, you are right that does seem sketchy, but cut him some slack he… doesn’t have any parents, he is alone…”

“Neither do I!”, you answered

“He was raised by muggles! far from magic, until he got his letter he probably didn’t know ANYTHING!”, she defended, she made you feel a bit guilty

“Yeah, you are right, but he is still annoying”, she laughed, “Draco hates him very much”

“Do you hate him very much?”, she asked then

“No, you told me to never hate anyone”

“Well it's true”, she answered back with a soft smile, “don’t ever forget that”, she muttered, you shook your head

“Can we open presents?”, you asked then

“Tomorrow morning”

“Aw!”

“Yes”, she insisted with a soft smile, “it’s tradition”

So the very next morning, your aunt and you were sitting on the livingroom floor, with matching pajamas, going through the big box of presents, so far you had gotten the set of this season body creams and lotions, a silk pajama, and a silver jewelry set, of earrings, a necklace and a bracelet, from a famous parisian jeweler

The funny part is that your aunt has gotten the same things but in her size and tastes.

“Alright, this one’s from me”, she said, giving you a heavy looking package, it wasn’t big enough to fit a broom, and you were getting discouraged

“And this one from me”, you answered sweetly, giving her back a smaller package

You opened the big box and you laughed wholeheartedly when you saw it, the entire official gear of the best French Quidditch team, the Quiberon Quafflepunchers. It was world renowned because the robe was hot pink, with small details in black and white

“I know you said Holyhead Harpies, but…”

“This is so much better!”, you laughed

“Remember when we went to that game when you were little?”

“With the french ministry of magic, how could I forget?”, you said fondly. It was one of the first and fondest memories you ever had. The best game they have ever played

“I had it autographed”, she said, grabbing the robe and sure enough, on the inside with gold letters were the signatures of the current team. “And it will grow with you, as will adapt to your size”, she said excitedly

“This is so much better”, you said sincerely

“Well, it had to be French instead, you know? our family in France are going to think that I’m educating you poorly”, she laughed

“You are not!”, you giggled, “your turn!”, you said excitedly, and she opened hers

She opened her present, it wasn’t much but you had make it yourself, it was a scrapbook filled with pictures of the two of you

“I love it”, she said with a wide smile, she looked at you and sighed, “I know you were expecting something else”

“No I’m not”, you said quickly

“First years are not allowed a broom and they are dangerous, alright? next year when you make the team…”

“If i make the team”, you corrected

“When you make the team”, she corrected back, “I’ll think about it, alright?”, she insisted, you nodded, “and a dragon… well… apparently, you need a special dispensation, ministry-issued to have one, even if it is small, apparently, just as easy as you can make them small, you can make them big again”, you laughed

“It’s fine, and I don’t think Umbra would appreciate a little sibling that could set her feathers on fire”

“That’s my girl”, she whispered, “how about we put this spa supplies for good use? we have a nice calm girl’s day until the ball?”

“I thought we were invited to spend the day”, you murmured

“We were, but they will have other friends over”, that was odd, it was, but you didn’t say anything as you smiled at her and nodded enthusiastically

So all day you spend it in your pajamas, eating delicious food, reading Yule stories, and doing a spa day.

The night came pretty quickly actually, and even though it was more of an adult party, you were excited to see your best friend, and the rest of your friends.

“You look so beautiful, my sweet little girl”, your aunt was dressed with crimson red silk robes, and you in turn, she had dressed you in all an shimmering white glitter dress, you didn’t like it, you felt like you couldn’t eat with this on, but she looked so happy to see you dressed like this you didn't say anything. She even put a big glittery bow in your head the same color

The chimney had been clean to perfection, but that was not going to be the method of transportation for the evening, she grabbed your hand and walked you out of the house, and even further, out of the guards around them, and then, you apparated.

You didn’t like it, you always felt like you were some sort of gum someone just grabbed and stretch, but soon, it was over, and you apparate in a hill, just feet away from the guards of the Malfoy manor, it only took a couple of steps, and then the huge mansion was right there in front of you, hidden from muggles and people who were ignorant to its location

It was roaring with life, you could tell, every single room in that house was lit up, and you could hear the music from even outside the grounds

You walked towards the entrance, your feet making a sound you liked over the grabble.

Once you were received by a house-elf, the entire atmosphere changed, the loud music, and delicious smell hit you hard as soon as you crossed the threshold

Something was off, you could tell because when Narcissa saw you both, she actually had a look of relief on her face. Hugging your aunt tightly and then her eyes thrifted to you, and lit up when she saw you

“You look so beautiful”, she said with a long sigh, kissing the top of your head

“We brought you something”, your aunt said, delivering a huge basket with your family’s products, “Happy Yule”

“Happy Yule”, she said back, promising your gifts for when you go back home so you didn’t have to have them on hand all night. Draco came rushing as soon as she saw you

“Happy Yule!”, he said quickly, hugging you

“Happy Yule Draco”, and you offered him your gift you had bought for him

“Thank you, let’s go play”, he said, grabbing your hand and leading you away almost running

“Everyone is here!”, he said, “the Notts, the Parkinsons, the Bullstrodes”, all pure bloods you thought, “You look like a snowflake”

“oh wow, thanks”, you said sarcastically, “you look like your hair had been licked backwards by a grindylow”, you answered defensively, he frowned back at you

“Hey at least mine was a compliment”, well snowflakes were beautiful

“Sorry, I’m a bit uncomfortable”, the beads on your dress tickled your belly and under your arms. “you don’t look like you were licked by a grindylow”, he looked like always, his hair meticulously combed backwards. “You look nice”, he was dressed in classical robes, with a white shirt

“Did you get the Nimbus 2000?”, you asked Draco, drastically changing subjects before your reached the others in the other room, he barely shook his head

“No”, that truly did surprised you, “He said that until I was in the Quidditch team I could get it”

“My aunt said something similar”, you muttered, that next year maybe

“I got like a thousand new robes though”, he said with a look in his eyes that told you he didn’t want you to tell anyone, “what did you get?”

“Just some jewelry, a pajama, and the best present ever”, you giggled

“Did you get your dragon?”, he asked, truly interested

“No, but I got the riding gear of the Quiberon Quafflepunchers”

“What, really?”, he asked

“Yes! It's still pink! gorgeous!”

“That’s awesome”, he admired, “but I thought you wanted the one of the Holyhead Harpies”

“The Holyhead Harpies had a terrible season and they are not France’s champions for ten years straight”, you mocked back, and he laughed

“Good point”

“And their uniform is pink!”, you insisted

In the other room, next to the Ballroom, there was another receiving room, which was nice as well, but today is where you all were hanging out in

Gregory and Goyle were standing next to the table with the snacks, and in the center, sitting around in the armchairs and sofas were the others of Slytherin, Matthew, Theodore, Pansy, Milicent, Daphne, almost everyone, Blaise was missing, he was nice.

“Basilik!”, called Matthew, a smile on his face and a non-alcoholic butterbeer in his hand

“Happy Yule!”, you greeted, Vince smiled warmly at you, and he offered you from his plate a chocolate muffin

“Thank you!”, you said kindly, and he smiled warmly at you

“Happy Yule”, they were all looking their best for the occasion, even MIlicent that was wearing a beautiful silvery “muggle dress” according to her

Don’t tell anyone, but you didn’t see the difference

Perhaps between older people’s clothes, they wore robes, and muggle wore separate pieces of clothing, but, in children? not so much for what you had seen, at least not in dresses

“You all look beautiful”, Matthew had a scowl on his face at this, his robes didn’t fit him well, you believed they were Draco’s, and he was smaller than Matt

Of all the people that were here, Draco never mentioned the Gaunt family, where they here? if Matthew was spending christmas with the malfoys maybe they were on vacation like Blaise’s mother

People started leaving, but a couple stayed, since the Manor was huge, it had many rooms, your aunt, living so close, wanted you both to leave, but Narcissa grabbed onto her arm and looked her into her eyes to ask her to let you stay at your request, so she agreed, she summoned with her wand your new pajama set, kissed your forehead goodbye, and promised to be back tomorrow for brunch like it was custom

Greg and Vince stayed, so they took Matthew to their room, Draco and you, on the other hand, sneaked to his room, to exchange your presents

He got you a beautiful jewelry box

“My mom chose the present”, he said carefully, you opened to reveal a beautiful song, and a small mermaid inside, brushing her hair and singing, the entire interior of the box was dark blue velvet, and the rest seemed to be some sort of a precious black stone, “but I chose the color and the type, see? I knew you’d like it”

“I love it!”, you said with a wide smile. He opened his own present, it was a pair of riding gloves, made with dragon skin, they were supposed to be the best ones for seekers, and you had them monogrammed with his initials in each thumb.

“I love them!”, he said smiling back, “the best ones in the market, the ones Roderick Pumpton uses!”, he admired

“You’ll need them to be seeker next year, there are the ones that grow with you, and regenerate when they break”

“Thank you”, he said sincerely

The door opened suddenly and the boys entered

“Are we interrupting?”, Matthew teased, “Are you kissing?”, you and Draco both reacted with your best disgusted faces

“No we are not kissing!”, he answered quickly

“Who wants to hear some scary stories?”, asked Greg, and you were not convinced, but you didn’t want to be considered a coward, so you accepted

You shouldn’t have

You couldn’t sleep even if you left the door open letting all the light from the hallway into the room, fearing the headless troll was going to come inside your room at any moment, impossibly sneaking into the Manor looking for little children to decapitate. So you sneaked into Draco’s room and hugged him tightly

The very next day your aunt came back for brunch as promised, and you were relieved to see her, but no time, in the daytime you couldn’t see headless trolls decapitating children, so you and Draco, with Gregory, Vince and Matt, used your new Quidditch gear to go play in the huge ground behind the Manor, where Uncle Lucius had installed the hoops for you both to practice.

So your aunt summoned for you your new gear and your Quicksilver 2.0

You looked like a firework, with your hot pink robe flying around trying to score, you were playing all against Vince, who had to stay in the gate as a keeper

You had no snitches so Draco couldn’t quite practice his coveted position, but he was a fair good chaser, Matthew was too determined to hit you with a bludger but you managed to dodge them all

It was a fun Winter break

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The Lifeaters (I.2)

II. Slytherin

MASTERLIST

Chapter Summary: You arrive at Hogwarts and meet your new family

Pairings: Draco Malfoy x Fem!Reader (platonic)

Warnings: Cursing, magical objects, Mugglephobia, magic!, might miss some warnings

Wordcount: 3.8 k

Notes: Alright, here we go! The description of the Slytherin common room was given after I watched a very lengthy youtube video of a player walking through the Slytherin Common room in hogwarts legacy the game. ANYWAYS, reader may refer to her aunt as “my mother” or “parent”

“Remember love, once you are in your dorms, you have to…”, you tuned out the sound of your aunt’s voice, too excited to hear, for the tenth time, all the things you had to remember. She, as your parents, all had been sorted to Slytherin, so all the tricks and passageways had been taught to you since you were born.

You ran towards Draco as you saw him in the platform 9 ¾ as soon as you ran by the portal, your aunt would have chided you, but when she saw Lucius and Narcissa she kept her mouth quiet

Your poor owl rattled in her cage, anxious to get out as you ran with her in the cart.

“There you are!”, he said, “I thought you were going to be late”

“Never, have you met my aunt?”, you mocked

You said goodbye to your parents, amongst hugs and kisses, as they both sent you packages of food and treats. And you went up in the train after giving your luggage, you wasted no time and walked to the back of the train, where the most spacious wagons were.

You could tell who were the seniors, and who were the first years, you really looked like tourists, looking at everything wide eyed, and in marvel, you found a cart just for the two of you, but then you were joined by Goyle and Crabb.

You did not like to hang out with them, but Draco did, and besides they were like a package deal, and with Draco too. The train started its journey, and after you waved your aunt goodbye from the platform, you sat with an excited sigh, as you looked outside the window, leaving central London, you could see muggles from here, and you always found them fascinating

As you were looking the beautiful streets of London, the door opened again, you look back to find a kid, he had big beautiful dark eyes, thick eyelashes, and a head full of dark chocolate curls

“Can I sit here?”, he asked, looking directly at Draco, he smiled, he knew him

“Of course Matthew”, he said, making Gregory and Vincent move, so he sat by your side and he got to sit in front of him

“Basilik, this is Matthew Gaunt, a pureblood from the Gaunt family”, he said, unlike you, Draco payed attention to that sort of thing, like, who was pure-blooded and who wasn’t

“Hey”, you greeted softly, he greeted Gregory and Vince too

“Basilik, right? your family is from France”, he said lightly, you smiled

“Yeah, actually”

“I heard that Harry Potter is on this train!”, said Draco, looking at your reactions, you were amused at the interruption

“Really?”, you asked, diverting your eyes from Matthew to him

“We should befriend him”, he concluded

“Why?”, asked Vincent

“Because if he really is who they say he is, he is going to be a great wizard, obviously going to be placed in Slytherin, and descendant from the Potter family”, he explained and to you, it made sense, “the boy who lived and all that, like a celebrity of some sorts”

“Who cares about that?”, asked Matthew, “I bet he is a tosser, and he has been raised by muggles”, he said contemptuously

“Really?”, you asked, truly surprised, “So sad”, you muttered

The journey continued as Gregory and Goyle spoke among themselves, you felt watched by the boy next to you, Matthew you looked back at him and smiled, and then you looked back outside, at the beautiful sights

Draco finally caught your eye, as something was bothering you, you leaned in and whispered in his ear

“What if I’m the one not sorted into Slytherin?”, you asked, he frowned, squinting his gray eyes doubt in your voice.

“Of course you will”, Draco said, frowning, you were a second of believing he was going to call you a name for even thinking such a thing but he didn’t, “they have to”, he said, and this time, he seemed more scared than something else. You wanted to believe it. You wanted to be in Slytherin, “and if not, we can still hang out”

No, it wouldn’t be the same

You couldn’t doubt, if you did, they certainly were not going to Slytherin, people that were sorted in Slytherin did not doubt… they were cunning and resourceful, and determined

“They will”, you said surely, regaining your confidence, a Slytherin wouldn’t doubt it, and that seems to cheer him back up again

The journey continued without a hitch, you entertained yourself by looking outside the window to the beautiful scenery, and then eating fudge brownies Narcissa had sent you in Draco’s special box filled with treats. Draco loathed them but she knew they were your favorites.

The boy Matthew talked and laughed with the others, taking treats as well from Draco’s box, you felt his gaze on you, and you didn’t know why you became nervous.

“Is the Basilik family into the sacred 28?”, he asked randomly, you felt a bit nervous

“No, because it's not English”, Draco said defensively, “It’s a pure-blooded family from France”

“Oiu”, you muttered with a shy smile, France did have a directory for pureblood families, but they were many, and it was still very debatable, many self-proclaimed pure-blooded family had muggles or half bloods married into them, but they did not want to accept it

The four of you looked at the door, where a boy came in the cart, gasping, he had clearly been running, he had dark hair but clear eyes

“Hello, have you seen my toad?”, he asked, “I’m Neville by the way”, you were going to answer him with a smile and present yourself

“How dare you speak to us?”, interrupted Draco with a disgusted face, the boy curled his lips and looked down, and then he closed the door and left, Matthew giggled

“That was Neville Longbottom”, mocked Draco

“I don’t know who he is”, you said simply, he seemed nice

“A pure blood, but a blood traitor”, and the issue was settled. Soon you had to change into your robes, “let’s go find Potter”, you heard Draco mutter to Vince and Greg, but you preferred to ignore him, changing into your robes instead. Matthew stayed in the wagon with you.

The train finally came to a stop one hour later, when it was already dark outside, when you got out of the train, to a platform in the middle of a wood, you were met by a huge man, he was a giant!

“My name is Rubeus Hagrid”, he presented. He seemed nice, “first years follow me!”, you followed gingerly, grabbing Draco’s arm leading him too. Hagrid took you to a small dock, where boats were ready for you all. You climbed on one with Draco, Grabb, Goyle and another girl, and the small boats rowed themselves

The sun was hiding on the horizon, giving a beautiful sunset over the lake, it must been the Black Lake, your aunt beseech you to be careful when you are near it, because it said to have creatures on the bottom, like, mythical creatures such as monsters and mermaids

But that was kind of silly wasn’t it?

Soon the night had fallen over the lake, and you looked all around the dark woods, and then...

You all gasped in surprise when you saw the view of the lake and the castle over a dark hill, at night, with all its lights lighted up, it was breathtaking, you had never seen anything like it. IT WAS HUGE! bigger than the Malfoy Manor, bigger than your family home, maybe ten times as both houses put together

It was so beautiful

All the boats made port on a small dock, where you were received by another teacher in the Boathouse, without a word she led you up the stairs, and you all followed closely. There were a lot of stairs, and when you got to the top, you were all visibly gasping, but there was no time for that, you kept waking until you reached the huge gates of the main part of Hogwarts.

You entered a huge hall, big stairs, you went up those stairs to find your luggage arranged on one side, but you kept going, until another professor stopped you.

“Welcome to Hogwarts!”, she greeted, she seemed severe, “Now in a few moments you will go rough this doors and join your classmates”, she said, pointing behind her, “but before you can take your seats you will be sorted into your houses, they are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin”, she said the last name with severity, looking right at malfoy, “now while you are here, your house will be like your family”, you shared smiles with Draco, “your triumphs will earn you points, any rule breaking you will lose points, at the end of the year, the house with the most points will win the house cup”

“TREVOR!”, the boy who was looking for his toad on the train jumped in front of the professor to grab his animal, and she didn’t appreciate the interruption, but she continued nonetheless

“The sorting ceremony will begin momentarily”, she said and she left you. You wasted no time in turn to Draco and began giggling and whispering about how excited you are

“Blaise, Theodore”, greeted Draco to another two kids who came close to him to talk. You were waiting to be introduced but then you saw something coming your way that made you grab onto Draco and whimper

Ghosts!

Kids began to scream and point, as twenty ghosts came from a hallway and floated all over you all

“I heard each House has a ghost”, muttered Draco

“New Students!”, said one that looked like an old monk, “hope to see you in Hufflepuff!”, there was so many of them, one particularly frightening looking one flied near you

“I can see some familiar faces”, he said with a deep voice, and to your horror, when you raised your face off of Draco, he was staring right back at you

“Ah!”, you screamed

“Alright go along!”, demanded the professor, and they all left

“We are ready for you now”, said McGonaggall

You followed into the magnificent Hall where all the older students were seated, it was glorious, majestic even, the tall ceilings looked like a night sky

“Now we will be sorted into Slytherin”, he whispered

“Did you manage to talk to Harry Potter?”, you asked, being so nervous you wanted to speak about anything else

“He is a complete tosser”, he whispered back and you giggled, “it's the boy we met at Madame Malkin”

“No!”, you giggled

“Yes!”

You all stopped in front of the sorting hat, it looked old and strange, but nervousness started to take a grip on you.

“When I call your name, you shall come forth, I will place the sorting hat on your head, and you will be sorted into your houses”, she said, and as she raised the parchments with your names on it, you felt incredibly nervous

She started chanting names, by alphabetical order, the hat came alive atop of a girl’s head, and he started sorting, and because of your last name, you were extremely nervous when she called in a boy with “az” as the first letters of his last name

“You are probably next”, Draco whispered, you nodded, as he was sorted into Ravenclaw

“Basilik!”, she called

“Draco don’t hate me if I’m nor sorted into Slytherin”, you mumbled, as you released his hand you didn’t even know you were holding, and

Everything seemed to quiet down and stand still as you started walking wobbly the three steps, the professor smiled at you, and you smiled back, and then you took a sit on the stool, you finally got to see all the students seating in the great hall, all eyes on you, and you felt nervous, but a need to prove yourself seated deep inside you. The hat was strangely light when she put it in your head

“Mmmmm strange, another one of you”, he purred and you didn’t know what it meant, “I see bravery, yes, it will serve you right at Gryffindor, but also… a need to prove yourself, yes, I see that is more to you…”, the only thing you knew for sure is that you didn’t want to be at Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw, you weren’t that nice or that smart anyways, “And I also see this resourcefulness, yes, just like your parents…. I know what to do with you!”, you closed your eyes in expectation and, “SLYTHERIN!”, when you opened your eyes again you were smiling, and your new house was cheering for you. Your smile was wide as you jumped to stand on your two, now secure, feet. You were the first one being sorted into your House!

You almost ran towards the table, and took a seat by an older boy’s side that when he smiled at you, he had all his teeth crooked, but he seemed nice, as they kept cheering on! you were so happy, relieved, but also, deep down you always knew where you belonged.

“Basilik eh?”, asked the boy, “I’m Marcus Flint, chaser of our Quidditch team”

“Hullo”, you murmured with a shy smile, “I’m so happy”

“You are a legacy?”, he asked, and you barely nodded

You looked back at Draco who was smiling back at you, and another girl was sorted, Milicent Bullstrode which sat in front of you.

To no one’s surprise, Crabbe was also sorted into Slytherin, and Matthew too.

Minutes went by, long one, until Then it was the time for your friend Draco

“Of course Malfoy will be placed in Slytherin”, you heard boys speak by your side, you only smiled excitedly when Mcgonaggal didn’t even need to place the hat on Draco’s head to shout… “Slytherin!”

He ran to you, he pushed Crabbed out of your side and took his place

“I knew it, all pure bloods are in Slytherin”, he said, more happy

As you looked at the table and saw your new family a warm feeling was placed in your chest, especially when Draco hugged you against his side. You knew how much he wanted this, and you knew how much he wanted you to be in Slytherin too, just like his family. You have succeeded.

The girl Parkinson, and Blaise, Theodore Nott, and other girls that you had seen in the Malfoy Manor also followed you, all somehow familiar faces.

The headmaster greeted you all, presenting the professors and the new ones for this year, and then, a huge feast appeared in front of you, amazingly, it had all your favorites! How did they know?

You enjoyed the feast, as you talked with Draco, Goyle, and others seated with you, the other older students barely even looked at you, but you paid them no mind. You didn’t know if it was because you were so excited and happy, but the feast ended as soon as it began, everything happened so quickly.

Soon an older boy stood up from the table, and stopped right beside you were the first years were seated

“I’m Felix Brunt, I’m the Slytherin prefect”, he introduced himself rather quickly, and he seemed truly bored, “follow me, I will take you to our dormitories”

The entire first year group followed the prefect religiously, he kept coming down stairs from the main hall in the main building, until you reached something you will guess it was the basements and the dungeons, but it was greater than the rest of the construction, the style in the floor looked like golden scales, it you made so many turns and twists, you didn’t see anybody there but you.

You stopped in front of a empty wall, a blank space in the stones between two beautiful carved pillars

“Pure Blood”, Felix said loud and clear. a scaly line on the floor came to life, a metal snake slithered over the wall, and on its wake, a door appeared

You all gasped, looking into what was the coolest of magicks

The door opened to you, and it revealed a small hall, beautifully decorated, and a set of spiral stairs coming down. He was almost running down, and you followed, the stairs were stone on the right side, but on the left side, it had pillars that let you see a beautiful waterfall falling down, it took you three floors to reach the end.

The small waterfall fell into a small pond, and your eyes feasted with lilies, and other water plants, carved in the stone there was a figure like a dragon, and as you looked on you saw all kinds of wonders, statues, paintings, decorations.

You walked beyond the hall, and it led to even a greater one. It led into a huge hall, to the right, there was a huge living room with huge windows, through them, you saw what it looked like to be water, but it couldn’t be, could it? Where are you underground?

“What you can see over there are the depths of the Black lake!”, said Felix, “no matter what the mermaids say, just, don’t listen to them”, you could see all kinds of creatures swimming through the beautiful glass panels

The living room had a huge vault like ceiling, with a glass dome that lighten up the entire room

it was breathtaking

The room was very comfortable, with tables, chairs and sofas to relax or study in, a globe was placed in one corner, and a couple of chess games, there were also many statues and skeletons of diverse animals, and bookcases filled with books

“This is the Slytherin common room!”, showed Felix, the prefect, “here you can chat, study, hang around, you are going to live here for the next seven years, this is your new home”, he showed, and while you all looked around in wonder, he seemed rather bored.

You almost trotted back to the main hall, which also had many armchairs, and more study material

He led you to the other part of the hall, where you saw huge stairs, with a statue of who you guessed was Salazar Slytherin right in the middle, the stairs separated into, one set to the left, and the other one to the right.

“Up there are the rooms of the last years!”, he said, “you are forbidden to go up there, unless invited!”, he said, bored, “but here”, he pointed to two door on each side, “left for the boys, and right for the girls”, he said quickly, “your things must be already inside, good luck”

You shared looks with Draco as you separated, and you led the group of the girls through the huge door. It opened to reveal a huge tunnel-like construction, with a metal railing leading to what you guessed were the different rooms, all in a same circular hallway connected to all of them. The pillars amongst the huge corridor were beautifully carved, and as you looked up you saw domes of colorful glass. One door was open, you took it as a sign and you walked inside, you saw Umbra in her cage in a corner, so here was where you were going to sleep.

It had five beds, placed in a circular manner. And you were five girls, so you all were going to be sleeping here.

The entire room was a circle, it had a huge fireplace on the other side facing the door.

“I’m here as well”, said a girl you discovered was Daphne Greengrass

“Me too”, you weren’t that excited about having to share with Pansy, but it could be worse, you believed. you all three looked at the girl who introduced herself as MIllicent Bulltrode, and another girl followed, Tracy Davies

Now Pansy was the only one you knew, you had seen it constantly in Malfoy Manor parties, she always tried to get Draco’s attention, and that got you very competitive, sharing with her was going to be a challenge, specially since she tented to frown a lot, she had an unfortunate face and you always giggled at her, she didn’t like you either.

“Well, we are going to be roomies for the next 7 years so… I can share my things with you, but you need first to ask me”, you suggested first, you were standing all in a circle, they nodded

“Agreed”, Pansy said, surprising you, you all looked at each other, and nodded, like coming to an silent agreement

“Us witches must remain united, as Slytherins, and as girls”, said Daphne, she was pretty, blonde hair, light blue, piercing eyes and a small nose.

“Agree”, you said with a smile, Pansy smiled too, as did Millicent and Tracy

“Just, keep everything tidy and clean”, said Tracy, looking around, you looked around as well

You went straight for your bed, it was a big bed, with a green canopy and carved wood. Each bed was placed under a beautifully decorated arch, each with a night stand on each side, and behind it on the wall, a beautiful painting. At the foot of the bed, was your trunk, with your cape and other parts of your uniform placed on top of it.

You were going to be happy here, you decided.

Umbra hooted in her cage, looking at you with those fiery eyes, and you knew you were right.

“She is gorgeous”, muttered Pansy, that was next to you, she too had an owl, but a Barn owl, which looked back at you with those black eyes

“Yours too”, you said with a smile

You will never see the other common rooms, but you believed this was definitely the coolest and greatest of them all. You looked up to find a round skylight, through which you also could see the beautiful shapes of water drawn on the floor and all over the room.

All the girls were putting her things in place, on their night stands, Pansy was even placing a mirror on the wall

You had your differences with Pansy, your aunt said you were jealous of her, you thought that was a childish statement, and you told her so, but… you decided she could have a clean slate, she was a part of your family now, and Daphne was right, you as Slytherin witches need to stick together, you were not only roommates, but family

You went to sleep with a big smile on your face, feeling like you felt at home, comfortable, safe, happy and contented

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The Lifeaters (I.1)

I. Diagon Alley

MASTERLIST

Chapter Summary: Your aunt takes you to buy your list of things for Hogwarts, you were so excited, specially since you were going with your best friend

Pairings: Draco Malfoy x Fem!Reader (platonic), reader is a reader insert EXCEPT FOR her last name, I need something to call her by, except for that, she is un-described

Warnings: Cursing, magical objects, Mugglephobia (?), that is what i’m going to call for racism against muggles 😂😂 with Draco we are going to have a lot of that

Wordcount: 3.8 k

Notes: I’m so excited for this, it took a lot of thinking because first they are children and it’s kinda boring, but I love Harry Potter! I’m a late Potterhead bloomer haha, anyways… here they are!

Your aunt’s sweet voice, alongside the chirping of birds and the sun peeking through your windows woke you up. She was followed by your house elf that brought you breakfast in a tray

“Wake up my sweet girl! Today is the day before the actual day!”, she chanted. She had this saying, that the day before an important day is more exciting than the day itself. Because it was already the day, but the day before… it was filled with excitement… confusing but made sense in a war

She seemed to be even more excited than you if that was even possible, today you were going to go to Diagon Alley to get your things for Hogwarts, it was your first year in the school of witchcraft and wizardry

You were so so happy

After you had your breakfast and heard your aunt speak about how excited she was for you to go to Hogwarts and reassuring you that it didn’t matter if you were not sorted in Slytherin, but you knew the truth

It did mattered

For you at least

Draco Malfoy was your best friend, your friends and even you were actually Slytherin legacies, there wasn’t other house for you

You smiled as she helped you pick an outfit to get going. You got dressed in a nice skirt, blouse and sweater, and dragonskin boots. Even though you lived close to the Malfoys, you discussed meeting there.

You lived in the outskirts of a Muggle town called Salisbury, for them it was a secret of course but many other wizard families lived nearby, of course, their mansions hidden behind enchantments and protection spells.

Yours was by no means a mansion, it held one ground floor, but it was made mainly of white marble. With big windows and spacious rooms

You were barely the second generation living in England, your mother’s family came from France, and your father’s family… they were English, that’s the only thing you actually knew about them

Yes, how could you not know?

But you had asked your Aunt until she got frustrated, and promised she was going to tell you when you were ready, you had to agree or she was never going to allow you to know the truth

But you guessed it was a fairly prominent family, a wizarding family at least, or else, you wouldn’t be surrounded by the people you were

The Malfoys for example

Sometimes the thought of getting to know them kept you up at night, where were they? Did you have more aunts and uncles? Maybe a grandfather? of grandmother?

You came back to the present when your aunt Cercille gave you the small punch were you kept the floo powder

It was not your favorite travel method but it was the quickest to get where you need to go

The apparition was immediate and just like that, you were in Diagon Alley, your aunt immediately summoned a handkerchief from her sleeve and wiped your face from any cinder or ash.

You had accompanied her to the Alley before, and you walked through the busy street as looked in awe at the owls, the wands and cauldrons, and this time, they will finally going to belong to you

“I want nothing but the best for my darling niece”, you heard your aunt speak out loud, “for her first year at Hogwarts”, many families were walking up and down the alley with smiles on their faces, many kids your age as well, and some older, you saw a whole family, whose all members were redheads, looking for the same things you were, how fun.

You entered the store they just left, for your books, as your aunt gave the list to the store clerk, and as he handed her the books, she started passing them on to your poor house elf that had come with you to help with the shopping. The pile of books became too much, surpassing the poor servant, and you had to take the rest, soon they surpassed you too.

And you exited the store without being able to look at anything.

Luckily Meek teleported itself back to your house, to leave the books, came back to you to grab yours and repeated the action.

“Thank you”, the elf didn’t speak much, he just nodded and apparated out and back again

“Can I get the nimbus 2000?”, you asked your aunt as you were back on the street, “please? I’ve been saving galleons…”

“You cannot my dear”, she said, pushing you down the street, “we were reminded that first years cannot bring their own broomsticks, maybe for next year”, and it sounded silly, but you wanted to cry, it meant that no quidditch for you

You bought in other stores the brass scale, a telescope (of course the black one with silver details), the cauldron and a beautiful set of antique crystal phials, now you were only missing your wand, and your familiar, and for the last one, you really wanted an owl, even though your aunt had given you that look, she preferred a cat, they were cleaner, but you promised you would clean after your owl.

So when you looked up at your aunt, and found her distracted speaking to an old friend she encountered, you took the opportunity to grab your small purse, and enter the first owlery that was closest to you.

The store was a little bit run down, and you immediately got hit by a strong smell of bird waste and hay, and the hoots of the beautiful birds, you look at each and every one of them, they were big, small and medium sized, brown ones, even a beautiful snow white one… but a big set of orange eyes caught your eyes

“Are you here to choose your familiar little girl?”, an old man said behind a wooden desk, making you jump, “An owl?”, you nodded, enthusiastically, looking back at your aunt through the glass, she was still speaking to that friend, “Owls are fascinating creatures, very smart, and this ones are already trained to fetch letters and packages”, he said, he pointed to a Barn owl with huge black eyes

“Yeah, I love them”, you said, admiring the bird, but your gaze returned to a silvery cage, at the back of the store, as you looked closely, you noticed those enchanting orange eyes belonged to a big black owl, it’s feathers were ruffled, and she looked a little scruffy, but she was gorgeous, the store manager followed your gaze and smiled nervously

“She is… strange”, the Owl handler said, and you looked at him, “but you felt a bond didn’t you?”, and you nodded

“I want that one”, you said, and he only nodded, walking towards the back of the store and brought you the magnificent creature

“She is a Southern white-faced owl, but with a strange condition that is called melanism, turn her feathers black you see”, he explained, and she was so beautiful, “Be careful little witch, she bites”, he said, concern when you opened her cage, and he was amazed when the bird let you touch her feathery head

“I’ll take her”, you said with a wide smile

You got out of the shop holding the cage with difficulty, and when you saw your aunt’s face, you knew you had made the right choice

“What is that?”, she asked, pointing at your familiar

“my owl, I just bought it, do you like it?”, you asked simply

“That is not…”, she wanted to fight you but when she saw your “innocent” smile, she knew it was a lost battle already, “I love her”, he said, with a weird fake smile, she sneaked a finger through the bars to pet her, and she bit her

“She bites”, you warned, clearly late, and she just scowled at you

“Let’s get going”, she said, losing her short patience, and you walked behind her, happily

“Basilik!”, you heard, behind you, you turned to meet Draco, your very best friend

“Hey Draco”, you said, smiling softly, he reached you, walking down the alleyway, and his mother walked right behind him.

“You got your familiar I see, my father bought me an Eagle Owl, fearsome creature”, he said, contented

Draco eyed your big black owl, with round orange eyes

“Weird creature”, he admired, you giggled

“Be careful!”, you warned, when you saw him try to pet her, “She…”

“Au!”, Draco whined, looking at his bloodied finger

“... bites”, you said, smiling apologetically. Draco just glared at your owl.

“Miss, let me take that for you”, said Meek, the house elf sworn to your family

“Thank you”, you said with a shy smile, and you saw both elf and owl disappear quickly, how were you going to name her?. You kept walking down the street while your mothers spoke

“Do you think any muggleborn will enter Slytherin? I don’t think so, they better not!!”, Draco whispered in your ear, poking his tongue out in sign of disgust

“You are only acting like a tosser because you fear they might be better than you!”, you mocked, trying to change the subject. Draco was your best friend, but when he spoke like that of people, you felt guilty, your chest tightened, you didn’t liked it

“Yeah sure”, he said bitterly

“Here children, let’s go to Olivander’s”, said Narcissa, grabbing you both by the back of your necks to lead you to the most famous wand maker in the country

You entered the wand shop slowly, it seemed to be empty, but everyone got their wands here, all of them.

An old man was behind the desk, with wild gray hair but kind eyes

The man didn’t even doubt when it came to Draco, he nodded signaling you both to wait with his bony finger, and he went looking for his wand in the back of the store, when he returned, he had in his hand an spotless black box, when it opened, it revealed a perfect shaped wand with a silver handle

“10 inches, hawthorn wood, unicorn core”, he resumed, offering the wand to Draco, he took it, you saw concentration in his hand and the entirety of the wand shined with a golden light. He nodded with a smirk, he had found his wand and it looked like Olivander had made it for himself especially, but you guessed that it was it felt like to everybody

When you looked at the wand maker, he was looking right at you.

“Let’s try this one”, he directed himself to a shelf behind him, he came back with a whitish box in his boney hands

You grabbed the wand he was offering me, it was strange looking, I gave it a wave and a complete book case fell off the wall. You gasped, dropping the wand like it burned

“Too unyielding”, he said, not even surprised, “strange”, because I was with Draco, he believed you to be deserving of an unyielding wand? you didn't even know what that meant. He looked at you one more time, giving it some thought, and then he went to the back of the store.

The wand he offered you looked like an ordinary branch picked up from under a tree, you grabbed it in your hand gently, you pointed at no place in particular, and the single flower that was in a pot nearby, died, like immediately, your owl in your shoulder hoot nervously, flapping its wings hitting you in the face

“NO!”, he said quickly, taking the wand from your hand

“Sorry”, you whispered, even if it wasn’t my choice. His cloudy eyes met your face one more time, he seemed to be deeply analyzing you

“Let’s see”, he said, waggling his finger, he grabbed a box from a pile on his desk, and he gave it to you, it was a dark brown wand, it look like two branches had come together, twirling, melted together, the handle had metallic details imbedded in the wood. It was quite breathtaking

You held it and you looked at it, you felt as it had a life on it’s own, and it had taken to you, it shined just like draco’s

“Funny”, the man muttered, looking at you through his piercing blue eyes, “same core as your friend’s, unicorn, it’s twelve and half inches, very pliant, maple wood, unicorn hair core”, he resumed, “the maple wood is considered for adventurous wizards, it will polish and nurture itself as greater it becomes, just like the witch learns new spells”, he said, and you felt pretty proud, this was your wand, it was pretty cool, and the matching core with Draco it turned it even cooler

“Thank you Sr”, you said with a wide smile, admiring your wand

“Remember little witch, the wand chooses the wizard, this wand called me this morning, knowing her owner was close”, he smiled and you, and you thanked him

You looked at each other

“A matching core between friends means that you will never be able to harm one another”, he said wisely, “that is indeed very rare”, Draco smirked at you, and you smiled back at him.

“You don’t believe that do you?”, mocked Draco just as you closed the door of Ollivander’s behind you

“I don’t know, sounds pretty cool to me”, you giggled.

“We have an appointment with Madam Malkin, sweety”, called my aunt, “to make your robes for school”, she said excitedly, squeezing your shoulders

And you turned to one less busy street, and soon you were before an impressive seamstress shop, elegant and classy. “Madam Malkin's robes for all occasions”, in golden letters shone over a black pain on top of the door. A small bell rang when you entered, and behind a counter a lady with dark hair, glasses and a handmade suit were waiting for you

“Ah! Narcissa darling! So good to see you! Is that Draco? a handsome little man he has become”, her voice was thunderous and high pitched, it made you want to cover your ears

“Isn’t he? we are here to get his robes for his first years at Hogwarts”, she said proudly, and then, she looked down at you

“And who is this sweetling?”

“(Y/N) Basilik”, presented your aunt

“She is so delicious, come, come!”,

And as this lady placed you and Draco on a literal pedestal and took your measures. But then the door rang and she went away to receive the guests as your aunts went away to the other section of the store to gaze at party dress robes.

A boy joined you both at fitting, he had pitch black messy hair and hid two big green eyes behind round glasses. Madam Malkin begin to measure him too

You shared funny looks with Draco, he clearly was a first year just like you, and he was obviously going to HOgwarts too

“Hullo”, greeted Draco, you can tell he was excited, “Hogwarts too?”

“Yes”, hes answered sharply, focusing on his image in the mirror

“We already got our wands and our books”, you shipped in, “did you?”

“Not yet”, he answered simply

“We are going to see riding brooms next…”, said Draco, the boy didn’t seem to be particularly interested in speaking to you, which you thought was a bit sad, the more friends and people you knew in your first year the better right?

“... We don’t know why first years can’t have their own. We are thinking about bullying my father into buying me one, then figuring out how to sneak it into the castle”, you smiled widely and nodded enthusiastically, the boy just looked back at you like you had two heads

“Have you got your own broom?”, you asked him

“No”, he answered

“Do you play Quidditch?”, asked Draco, still trying to make him engage with you

“No”, he answered again, and you wanted to make Draco stop trying to talk to him, he was clearly mean an uninterested

“We do, my father says it’s a crime if we aren’t picked to play for our house, and I must say, I agree. You know what House you’ll be in yet?”, he pressed

“no”, he said, like he was being quizzed by his governess

“Well nobody really knows until they get there, do they?”, you offered, perhaps he didn’t know what we were speaking about, but… who didn’t know Quidditch? or how Hogwarts worked?, “but we are going to be in Slytherin, you looked at Draco, surprised, “all my family has been - imagine being in Hufflepuff”, he mocked looking at you, you giggled, “I think I’d leave, wouldn’t you?”, he mumbled a response, looking clearly lost

“Look at that man!”, interrupted Draco, you three turned to the window, to see a huge man standing outside, with icecreams in his hands, he was a giant!

“That’s Hagrid”, answered the boy, finally saying something with more content, “He works at Hogwarts”

Oh Rubeus Hagrid! you had heard him being mentioned in your aunt’s “nice people” list regarding Hogwarts staff

“I heard of him”, you chided smiling at the nice-looking man

“He is kind of a servant, isn’t he?”, asked Draco

“He is the Gamekeeper”, he snapped back, frowning

“What is a Gamekeeper?”, you asked

“He is some sort of a savage”, said Drco bluntly, “he lives in a hut in the woods and takes care of the grounds sometimes he gets drunk, tries to do magic and sets fire to his bed”, he mocked

“REALLY?”, you started wondering if all gamekeepers tended to do such things, or was it only him, why did they call them game-keepers anyways? Did they organize games for the students or something?

“I think he is brilliant”, defended the boy, and to Draco it finally sinked in that he was not going to become his friend

“Do you?”, sneered Draco, he was not becoming his friend and he was acting accordingly, “why is he here with you, where are your parents?”, he asked again

“They are dead”, an awkward silence dominated the three of you as a magic tailor’s tape finished taking your measures

“I’m sorry”, you and Draco said at the same time, for you it was a familiar feeling, for Draco as well as he sympathized with you

“But they were our kind were they?”, asked Draco, the final straw if to see if this kid was going to become a friend or… not

“They were a Witch and a Wizard, if that’s what you mean”, he said, clearly annoyed

“I really don;t think they should let the other sort in, do you? they are not the same, they have never been brought up to know our ways. Some of them have never even heard of Hogwarts until they get the letter, imagine. I think they should keep it in the old wizarding families, what’s your surname anyways”, you watched the boy intently, to see his reaction, he was even more annoyed

Before he could answer, Madam Malkin came back, and he hopped off the pedestal and almost ran away from the both of you following the Madam

“See you at Hogwarts”, you offered with a smile, you really hoped you didn’t, he seemed boring and mean. You got distracted when Madame Malkin came back here again and pieces of fabric flied from the shelves and to your body, you giggled when a turmoil of thread, fabrics, and silver needle all guided by that woman dressed you in your school uniform

“Will they go to Slytherin?”, she asked

“Of course”, is the only thing you heard

Then Narcissa took you to a Belgium tea shop, where of course Draco and you indulged in Belgium chocolate, drinking it, and eating as much as you could. Uncle Lucius met you there with the rest of Draco’s things

And then your aunt took you home

And when your parents died, she became your guardian, she took you in when you were barely a baby, your father on his side had no known relatives, and on your mother’s side she was the only one, her and your grandfather that lived in France. And you were being raised in your family home.

She has given you a comfortable life, your family lineage on your mother’s side assure her, you and many generations to come would live comfortably without having to work a day in your life. Your family had gathered their fortune not only through centuries, but they were big in the beauty potions and creams that come from century-old spells and family recipes. Your family had a magical cosmetics company basically, that was handled by your second grade uncles and aunts

Your parents died when you were barely a baby, in the first Wizarding war, but your aunt never liked to discuss it, and you didn’t want to even ask. You felt something was wrong, she’d say she will tell you about it when you are older, alongside the identity of your father

So you never asked again.

Deep down you preferred it, not knowing, but you were curious

But you didn’t want to dwell on this.

Tomorrow, you started at Hogwarts, something to keep your mind occupied

School for witchcraft and wizardry

You were excited, so excited you could barely sleep, you already knew a few of your classmates, you had met them in Malfoy’s parties and balls.

You were longing to meet new people, make friends, but most of all, you were dying to learn spells, use magic, make potions, you were looking forwards to it

Your owl hooted by the window where you placed her cage, and you looked at her huge orange eyes. How were you going to name her?

Shadow? Nah, too boring

Umbra

It meant shadow in Romanian

You liked that, she looked like a shadow, perched in her silver cage.

You were so nervous you actually prepared everything for the next day, and put everything in a black leather trunk in order, your aunt wanted Meek to do it the next day, but you were so excited, you even sat on the carpet and peeked rough your books, transfigurations! and magical animals! oh Merlin you were so excited! what you were going to wear tomorrow to get to the Station?

Tomorrow, it was going to be the start of a new life.

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The Lifeaters (IV.2)

II. Black Ferret

MASTERLIST

Chapter Summary: Another school year, another teacher of DADA

Pairings: Draco Malfoy x Fem!Reader (platonic)

Warnings: Cursing, magical objects, Mugglephobia, classism, charms and curses, might miss some warnings

Wordcount: 3.8 k

Notes: Sorry for the delay, lost my momentum

Should you bring the Firebolt?

Or the Nimbus 2001?

You were running out of time and you felt really on a pickle, it felt like you were deciding… no, only the broom… nothing else

You grabbed the Nimbus, you knew it better

They were arguing so quickly, rapidly, and in French that you couldn’t even picked up a word from your room

As promised, your grandfather was in your house when you arrived from the world cup, and he spend the last two weeks with you at your home, no Malfoys, no anybody else but the occasional visit from family or coworkers from your grandfather's laboratory in Paris

When you finally decided to end the discussion between them, you saw your aunt showing him her wrist, white lines decorated it, you had seen it before, it was like scars, like she had gotten burn in the shape of a string that went around her wrist, it was odd

They stopped as soon as they saw you

“What’s going on?”, you asked

“Nothing darling”, said your grandfather in rough english

“Are you going to take me to school?”, you asked softly, they looked at each other and nodded

“Of course”, said your aunt with a pleasant smile

“We are going to be late”

“Yes darling”

You took the train this time, went by car to Wiltshire, to the station, and took the train from there to London. You made small talk, about how excited you were because next summer you were going to France to spend the summer, and maybe even christmas

You were excited for the New school year ahead of you, as you always where, now that you sort of found the missing piece of yourself, you really thought it was going to be… better, even though if you didn’t know what to do with that information

Draco was excited to see you, as he had something really important he wanted to share, that, according to him, knew for a long time, but he wanted to keep it to himself, according to his father’s command.

“Can you…?”, you asked Draco, passing him your chocolate frog, he smirked but nodded, as he grabbed it from you, you looked away as he grabbed the chocolate frog before it could jump, and snapped one of his tiny arms, breaking the mobility spell, turning it into just a chocolate frog, you smiled warmly at him, “Thanks”

“I’ll never understand…”, started Goyle

“She doesn't like it when they move like a real frog”, explained Draco as he ate the small chocolate leg

“I feel so guilty but they taste so good”. you moaned, while enjoying the chocolate frog.

“Alright now that we are all together…”, he said, you had hoarded two side to side tables in the open compartment, “my father told me something big is happening this year at Hogwarts”, he said with a sufficient grin on his face

“Come on, don’t drag this along, tell us!”, said Pansy teasingly. He leaned in and you followed, all closing in

“This year, HOgwarts will be the host, of the Three-wizard tournament”

“WHAT?”

“THAT’S INSANE!”

“THE LAST ONE WAS 202 YEARS AGO!”

“DOES THAT MEAN THE OTHERS SCHOOLS ARE COMING HERE?”, the entire compartment was filled with talking, whispers and excited comments

“THAT IS SO EXCITING!”

If you were excited before it was an understatement to say you were still excited. This was going to be incredible! New students, a deadly tournament…

“That is also why “dress robes” were required for this year?”, asked Pansy, now more interested in talking with you girls

“Oh! Do you think we are having a ball or something?”, you asked excitedly

“Did you got them already?”, asked MIlicent, and you were embarrassed

“Actually, my grandfather will send me one once he gets to Paris”, you said with a shy smile, to her grunts of disbelief

“I can’t believe it!”

“You are so lucky”, you were

“I’m sure we are all going to look beautiful”, you said, “whatever we are going to be doing”

The Triwizard tournament! bananas!

Finally something to keep your mind off of… meh, he wasn’t even deserving of being mentioned.

“This year it's going to be great!”, so you were even more excited to arrive at the castle.

“Were you able to drop that ridiculous class?”, asked Draco, you and Theo shared looks

“You can’t exchange electives more than once”, you said with an apologetic smile, and it was true! you and Theo only had to look at yourself to know, even if you could… you wouldn't

Matthew was another thing entirely

He didn’t even want to know about said class, and about said muggles

After the sorting, the feast started right away, and you were curious because Dumbledore didn’t announced, it, instead he let you eat, and wouldn’t talk against as you were savoring an exquisite chocolate mousse

“So…”, Dumbledore started again, “Now that we all fed and watered… I must ask for your attention to give you a few notices”, now it came, the announcement, “Mr Filch has asked me…”, you shared looks with Draco, he rolled his eyes

“Of course he would bring back the most dangerous tournament of the centuries, he is the worst headmaster this school has ever had”, he whispered for your ears only

“...It is also my painful duty to inform you that the inter-house Quidditch Cup will not take place this year”, you and Draco turned your heads so fast that you almost broke your necks

“WHAT!?”, you both asked. The entire hall buzzed and you were already thinking about how this was Potter’s fault, because it had to be.

“My father will hear about this!”, said Draco angrily

“Another event will take place at Hogwarts this year…”, there it was, the big announcement, but at that second, he was interrupted, the big doors of the hall opened loudly. The entire hall was quiet, all chatter died down as a strange looking man, -and that is with wizard standards-. entered the hall, he was wearing a long coat, and his face was twisted by a horrible scar and a fake eye where his good one should be

“Who’s that?”, you asked, amazed by said character. The man walked heavily, a metal leg on him making a loud sound. He shook hands with Dumbledore

“May I introduce, my personal friend, and your Defense against the dark arts teacher, Alastor Moody!”, he presented, but the entire hall was quiet, completely quiet

“they call him Mad-Eye moody, an Auror, dark wizard catcher, I heard that last week someone tried to break into his house”, muttered Blaise into your group

“So… he is the new defense against the dark arts teacher”, you whispered looking at the man, who seemed to be looking all over, quickly. Was it finally time to have a proper defense against the dark arts teacher? He limped around the table and sat on the teacher’s table, he grabbed a flask from the inside of his thick coat and took a hard swing

“What do you think he is drinking?”, you whispered to the group

“Probably a badge of homemade firewhiskey”, mocked Draco, brewed your own booze wasn’t very… or rather… was frown upon

“As I was saying,” Dumbledore said, clearing his throat loudly. “We are to have the honor of hosting a very exciting event over the coming months, an event that has not been held for over a century. It is my very great pleasure to inform you that the Triwizard Tournament will be taking place at Hogwarts this year.”

And now really the entire hall came to life, people starting cheering, the entire staff looked extremely proud and happy and just… everyone was buzzing with excitement

“The Triwizard Tournament was first established some seven hundred years ago as a friendly competition between the three largest European schools of wizardry: Hogwarts, Beauxbatons, and Durmstrang. A champion was selected to represent each school, and the three champions competed in three magical tasks. The schools took it in turns to host the tournament once every five years, and it was generally agreed to be a most excellent way of establishing ties between young witches and wizards of different nationalities, until, that is, the death toll mounted so high that the tournament was discontinued.”

“Wicked”, said Theo, “if you are chosen as a champion, you become a legend”, he said proudly

“Are you planning on putting your name up?”, mocked Matthew

“No way”, he said back, “I’ll be content with just watching some git get killed”, even you giggled, this tournament was certainly going to make this year very special indeed

“There have been several attempts over the centuries to reinstate the tournament,” Dumbledore continued, “none of which has been very successful. However, our own departments of International Magical Cooperation and Magical Games and Sports have decided the time is ripe for another attempt. We have worked hard over the summer to ensure that this time, no champion will find himself or herself in mortal danger”, that seemed to deflate the mood a bit

He kept talking about details of the triwizard tournament, and you were so excited, international cooperation? two new schools? a deadly tournament? events? This was going to be the best year yet! it was going to be amazing!

Even though it was no surprise when Dumbledore announced it, it was nonetheless impressive, the Triwizard tournament, a deadly contest that had been dormant for two hundred years. You thought it was a poorly idea to do it now that Harry Potter is near, considering how god he is to put himself in mortal danger

You didn’t believe it was going to end well…

Or even better, this year was not going to be about him.This year, the intensity, the drama, was all going to be focused on something else

“Is there an age limit to submit oneself?”, you asked the group, because always someone had the answer to everything

“Thinking of putting your name up?”, asked Matthew

“Not a chance!”, you said back, “like Theo, I will just lay back and enjoy”, you said happily

You looked around the table and you wondered, you truly wondered, what they thought about what happened in the World cup

You haven't spoken about it, with anyone, not even with Draco

But you all agreed, in what you did discuss, that the ministry is filled with clowns. Draco had told you everything his father had said about, not the incident itself, but what happened later in the newspaper, the ministry had been ridiculed, specially Arthur Weasley, uncle Lucius’ sworn enemy and opponent in smacking themselves in Flourish and Blotts

The first feast was great, as was every year, but only when you stood up to go back to your room you realized how tired you were

“I can’t believe you spend a month living in a constant pajama party!”, said Millicent a bit bitter about the fact she was not invited

“It was awesome”, said Pansy, dropping to her bed, you had your same room you did in first year, until seventh year, in which you got the biggest rooms of the whole common room

“Were you there when The Dark Lord’s followers attacked?”, she asked, you and Pansy shared concerned looks

“We were back in the castle when everything went down”, you said quietly, “we didn’t know anything until the very next morning”

“So you didn’t see anything strange?”, she said and sounded disappointed

“Well, Pansy was already gone, I was there with Draco, Matt and Theo and we were upstairs… the grownups were drinking downstairs…”, you explained quickly, and suddenly the room went quiet. “Well anyway, the excitement for me was the Quidditch anyways”, you said with a smile, and you all broke out in another conversation altogether.

You didn't believe for a second any of you had anything to do with it, right?

But thinking thoroughly about it… you didn’t even know who was on what side of the famous first English Wizarding war. Except… you kinda did… but nobody ever said it outloud, you only knew that name who nobody dared speak… and then… Uncle Lucius’ comments at dinner of how times were better before, and your aunt just pretended to laugh at them and hid her face in her cup…

Oh Merlin…

For once since professor Lupin you were interested in your defense against the dark arts.

But it had to wait, because you had your first muggle studies class on Monday, last period

You said nothing but you walked silently with Theo towards it sharing complacent smiles.

You already saw what's inside muggle houses, so now you were into another sort of thing like muggle jobs, it was more interesting. You know that for Theo it was… a bit harder, and you didn’t know how Matthew was able to mock the system and get rid of the class altogether

Or that is what he told you, that he had managed to drop the class

But what amazed you the most, was watching Blaise Zabini entering the class right after you

“Blaise? What are you doing in here?”, you asked with a wide smile. He looked like a fish out of the water, but when he saw you two, he smiled, contented

“How did you manage to take this class?”, you asked

“Don’t ask”, he said, but he took a seat right next to you

“Ah! welcome! all welcome!”, came the professor, wearing those amazing pants you wanted to get for yourself, you believed they called them “jeans”, you saw Granger use them when you got to go to Hogsmeade or on a weekend when you didn’t have to use the uniform.

“Welcome to another year of muggle studies!”, she said with a soft smile, “I’m glad to see some familiar faces!”, she said looking at Theo and you, and then she gleamed when she saw Blaise, “welcome! welcome!”, she said and with her usual enthusiasm, and started the class with her usual happy tones and comic theories about muggles.

It was odd to came out of a class smiling, giggling, and chatting so much, but it was a fun class, and Blaise seemed enthusiast about it

But as soon as you got back to the group, Theo stopped talking altogether and cleared his throat, to put on his bored face, which was accentuated by those sad looking eyes he got.

Draco acknowledged you, but didn’t even ask you about the muggle studies class, but you did ask him about divination, but he had other things on his mind. He had the day’s daily prophet on his hand

“You are not going to believe this”

You had heard Lucius’ angry rants about Arthur Weasley, about his incompetence, and specially after what happened in the world cup, everything, the lack of security, and the attack was being blamed on the Weasley Senior

And Draco couldn’t wait to mock the Wesley junior

“Weasley! Hey, Weasley!”, Draco called mockingly, the red head turned around, Potter and Granger with him

“What?”, he asked, already angry

“Your dad’s in the paper, Weasley!” he teased, and you giggled when you saw his face, Dracos poke loudly, so now everyone was listening “Listen to this! FURTHER MISTAKES AT THE MINISTRY OF MAGIC It seems as though the Ministry of Magic’s troubles are not yet at an end, writes Rita Skeeter, Special Correspondent. Recently under fire for its poor crowd control at the Quidditch World Cup, and still unable to account for the disappearance of one of its witches, the Ministry was plunged into fresh embarrassment yesterday by the antics of Arnold Weasley, of the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Office”, he finished reading and looked up with a wide smile.

“Imagine them not even getting his name right, Weasley. It’s almost as though he’s a complete nonentity, isn’t it?” Matthew said then, which surprised you.

Because of Weasley’s ineptitude, people had gotten hurt

You read the article before you left the common room… Something happened, he got involved with a muggle “police officer” whatever that was, and almost got the entire Wizarding kind discovered to the muggles

“And there’s a picture, Weasley!” Draco kept saying, emboldened by Matt, flipping the paper over and holding it up. “A picture of your parents outside their house…” he did a double take at the picture, “if you can call it a house! Your mother could do with losing a bit of weight, couldn’t she?”, it was a bit too much, but it had seemed to do the trick, Weasley’s face was as red as his hair

“Get stuffed, Malfoy,” said Potter.

“Oh yeah, you were staying with them this summer, weren’t you, Potter?”, mocked Draco. “So tell me, is his mother really that porky, or is it just the picture?”

“You know your mother, Malfoy?”, said Potter, now you really stood up straight, “that expression she’s got, like she’s got dung under her nose? Has she always looked like that, or was it just because you were with her?”, Draco looked at you and you were both enraged

“Don’t you dare insult my mother, Potter.”, he said through gritted teeth

“Keep your fat mouth shut, then,” said Potter, turning away. You saw it before it happened, Draco reached for his wand so quickly…

“OH NO YOU DON’T, LADDIE!”, you turned to see the new teacher, mad-eye, a flip of his wand-cane and you saw with horror how Draco turned into a Ferret, a little white ferret.

You could hear a pin drop in the hall, except for the little ferret’s screeches. You looked back at the teacher and his fake eye was looking right at you, but then he turned to Potter.

“You can’t do that!”, you said angrily, you kneeled and Draco/Ferret jumped into your arms, you could feel it shaking as you grabbed onto him as softly as you could

“LEAVE IT!”. he demanded, you frowned at him

“No!”, you fought, he could and he seemed to look down

“Miss Basilik, are ya’? Or is it Black?”, he asked, “oh I know all about your father”, he said and you opened your mouth in shock, as Draco hid his tiny furry face on your neck, “he didn’t know how to follow orders either”. for the shock you released Draco he jumped out trying to escape back towards the common room

“I don’t think so!” roared Moody, pointing his wand at Draco again, who flew ten feet into the air, fell with a smack to the floor, and then bounced upward once more. “I don’t like people who attack when their opponent’s back’s turned,” he made ferret Draco bounced higher and higher, squealing in pain. “Stinking, cowardly, scummy thing to do…”

“Stop it!”, you screamed, Matthew grabbed into you because he saw your attempts to jump a teacher, Draco was squealing in pain

The ferret flew through the air, its legs and tail flailing helplessly.

“Never…”, bounce, “...do…”, bounce, “...that…”, “...again…” said Moody, speaking each word as the ferret hit the stone floor and bounced upward again.

“Stop!”, you demanded, now angrily, feeling the second heartbeat inside your head as you did the first time you turned.

“Professor Moody!” said a shocked voice. It could only belong to McGonagall

“Hello, Professor McGonagall,” said Moody calmly, bouncing Draco even higher. Her eyes went to you, Matthew grabbing you and then the bouncing Draco/Ferret

“What… what are you doing?” said Professor McGonagall, her eyes following the bouncing ferret’s progress through the air.

“Teaching,” said Moody.

“Is that… is that a student?” she shrieked, she dropped the books she was carrying, reaching for her wand. In a second, Draco smacked into the floor

“Yep,” said Moody.

“Moody, we never use Transfiguration as a punishment!” said Professor McGonagall angrily. “Surely Professor Dumbledore told you that?”

“He might’ve mentioned it, yeah,” said Moody, scratching his chin unconcernedly

“We give detention, Moody! Or speak to the offender’s Head of House!”

“I’ll do that, then,” said Moody, staring at Malfoy with great dislike, and then to you.

“My father will hear about this!” he said

“Oh yeah?” Mad Eye moody asked threateningly, he limped towards you as you were helping Draco up, “well, I know your father of old, boy. . . . You tell him Moody’s keeping a close eye on his son . . . you tell him that from me. . . . Now, your Head of House’ll be Snape, will it?”

“Yes,” you said resentfully.

“Another old friend,” growled Moody. “I’ve been looking forward to a chat with old Snape…Come on, you…”, Draco started walking, “you too missy, don’t you think I didn’t notice what you were about to do?”, and you had no choice but to follow him to the dungeons

And he seized Malfoy’s upper arm and marched him off toward the dungeons.

You didn’t know if you felt rage, anger, humiliation or all rolled into one.

“Does it hurt?”, you asked him quietly

“A bit”, he said, but you could tell he would wince every time he took a step.

Mad-eye stopped outside the door to your common room and you both looked at him angrily, you were not going to spill the password and neither was Draco, fortunately, Professor Snape was coming out of the dungeons himself

“What is the meaning of this?”, he asked

“Mr Malfoy here attacked a fellow student while his back was turned and Miss Black here….”, it was so quickly you didn’t even noticed until Draco looked back at you wide-eyed

“You are mistaken Moody, this is Basilik…”, he said solemnly

“This one rejected my command and then she…”, he looked at you and you looked at him back

“I can take it from here”, your professor said, grabbing into both your shoulders

“You always went soft with these kids”, he challenged

“You both, go down to the dungeons, now”, he said, and you obeyed him without hesitation, leaving Snape to deal with that lunatic.

“Wanna tell me what that was about?”, he asked, amazed, as you were both coming down the stairs.

“Not really”, you whispered back. “Later”, you conceded.

You didn’t know how you were going to face Moody in his class, the day after tomorrow, and furthermore… you still felt goosebumps when you remembered how he had spoken about your father! how did he know? why? did he even know what he was talking about? you even thought he was talking about someone else, until he deadass called you Black…

Black

Sounded so strange…

You didn’t know what they spoke off, but it was surely an explanation to Snape’s vicious mood the very next day in double potions

But nothing was going to prepare you for that Defense against the dark arts class

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