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Accidental Love (Fated)

Newt just wanted to free Thestrals from MACUSA and their cruel ways of keeping them in line. He didn't expect to have a Dark Lord come over to his house for tea every afternoon, nor that the same man would be exactly what he needed. Soulmates: a Dark Lord completely smitten with a magizoologist. Surely, that's not how the story goes?

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Nobody could say they’ve run into a Dark Lord twice by complete accident.

Well, except Newt Scamander.

The first time had been a very long day ending in the subway of New York late into the night. Newt had been running about, doing this and that, before being dragged into a high-stakes situation by the Dark Lord. He hoped that would be the only time he would meet the Dark Lord. And yet, the second time was also in America.

Newt had been keeping tabs on MACUSA. They had a small handful of magical creatures in their care. They had Thestrals for their carriages and Newt was horrified to find out that they still used whips and harmful spells on the poor creatures. With solid evidence, Newt was set on freeing those creatures from MACUSA and the abusive conditions. So, when he saw that a carriage test run was scheduled, he made his move.

He was so focused on his goal that he didn’t think about the fact it was the middle of the night. And by the time he realized why, it was too late to stop. There was no way MACUSA would let him go after that stunt.

And that was how Newt came to have a herd of Thestrals in his basement and a Dark Lord on his couch.

The blonde draped himself over the couch as he sipped tea. He wore a shockingly open expression. His wand was tucked away neatly.

Newt didn’t know if that made him relieved or offended.

“You didn’t even care about the carriage, just the creatures,” Grindelwald said, amused.

“I didn’t think there’d be a criminal in there.”

“And yet you carried on. Even now you’ve done nothing expect get me tea.” The tips of Grindelwald’s lips tipped up and his eyes brightened for a second. “So many potential consequences and you haven’t tried to run, fight, alert someone.”

Newt looked away. He had too much to lose; he couldn’t go running to anyone. “What do you want Grindelwald?”

“Nothing,” the blonde said. But when Newt gave him such an expectant look, he blurted out the first thing that came to his mind. “Call me Gellert.”

Newt bristled. That wasn’t a thing people just did, and a man like Grindelwald enjoyed his status. By merlin’s beard, why would he ask Newt of all people to call him by his first name? Newt frowned, slightly annoyed to still see the open expression on the other man’s face.

Hastily, he rose from his seat and left for his kitchen.

Grindelwald watched him go. He shouldn’t have been there; he didn’t know why he hadn’t left yet. There was just something about the red head that had him curious – something his visions enticed him with that he wasn’t allowed to see clearly. Whatever it was, he knew he had to wait and find out lest he lose it.

Finishing his tea, he set the cup on a coaster. He didn’t miss the pleased look Newt had made when he noticed.

“I’ve run out of biscuits,” Newt said. He stayed standing, unsure of what to do. His eyes kept wandering to his basement door worriedly. The Thestrals had been left in an enclosure to calm down, but he was anxious to go down and begin his work with them.

Grindelwald hummed as he stood. He supposed he shouldn’t keep the magizoologist away from his creatures for too long.

“That’s alright. I prefer cakes anyways.” Grindelwald wore a small, soft smile as he spoke. “I shall see you tomorrow night.”

Newt was lost, unable to recall if the man used the door or apparated.

He had no idea what he had gotten himself into.

Somehow dressed casual and luxurious, Grindelwald appeared the following night as he said. He took his spot on the couch again, waiting patiently as Newt prepared some tea for them. When the younger man returned, he could not help but be delighted by the small plate of cake slices brought with.

Newt, with all his strength, told himself that he didn’t see the way the Dark Lord lit up.

He was a Dark Lord for Circe’s sake. There should not be a pleasant smile on his face, and Newt most certainly shouldn’t find it pleasant.

Newt stared at the cakes, unsure why he bothered to buy them. He didn’t need to follow orders from the blonde, and yet he went out specifically to find cake. A little voice in his head told him it had to do with the smile he saw earlier, but he decided to block it out. It was a ridiculous thought.

“I apologize for my actions in America,” Grindelwald said into the silence. His voice was earnest, his eyes hidden as he focused on pouring two cups of tea.

Newt tilted his head. A completely unprompted apology from a ruthless Dark Lord. “What do you want, Grindelwald?”

“Gellert,” the blonde corrected. He said nothing else.

Newt rolled his eyes. “What do you want, Gellert?” He asked. It felt strange to call him by such name, but it was the shorter choice.

“You’re a curiosity. A beautiful one. Am I not allowed to wonder? Everyone, even many of my followers, fear me. You don’t. It’s in my nature to want to know why.”

Newt fought against a blush. He had never been called beautiful before, but he had to focus. “And the best way for you to do that is over tea and cake in my house?”

Grindelwald smirked. “Is that an offer to have tea in your bedroom?”

Newt’s cheeks turned a furious pink. He scolded himself and tried to clear his mind. “No,” he said sternly. “Why aren’t you in hiding?”

Grindelwald almost mentioned the blatant change of topic. “I don’t need to.”

“Surely everyone would already be searching for an escaped criminal? Even you shouldn’t be this calm about it.”

“As far as MACUSA is concerned, I am still sitting silently in their little cell. Last night was simply an unfortunate accident for one of their workers now lost to the sea,” Grindelwald explained. He had been able to easily convince a lost fool to switch places with him in exchange for a better position in life. He supposed he would follow through with his promise and not make the man a simple acolyte.

He stood up before seeming to promptly forget what he was going to do. “Bathroom?”

Newt directed him to the downstairs bathroom but otherwise stayed seated. He used the silence to wonder what he did to get stuck with a curious Dark Lord until he felt magic settle over everything.

Arms crossed against his chest and a frown on his face, Newt waited until the other man returned to his seat. “Did you put wards on my house?” Newt stared right into those mismatched eyes, catching a flash of mischief.

“Sensational. It would have taken others hours to realize,” Grindelwald replied. He was honestly impressed and even more interested in finding out what the magizoologist could do. It seemed like he was weak and not in touch with his magic entirely, but it took little time for Grindelwald to figure out it was most likely a mask. That the red head didn’t want people to know about everything he knew.

“Of course, I’d know, it’s my house.” Newt felt his cheeks unwillingly heat again and promptly looked away. “Is it too reasonable to ask you to take them down?”

“For both our sakes, yes. We don’t need someone to come barging in now do we?”

Newt internally cursed the other man. However, it was a good idea. He really didn’t need his brother barging in and finding him lounging about with the most wanted man in Britain. There was no way he could spin a lie that grand.

Besides, Grindelwald’s work was anything but mediocre.

Newt let out a sigh. “Fine.”

Grindelwald relaxed back into his seat. “How are the Thestrals?”

Newt stopped himself from diving into a rant about the creatures, instead settling for giving the man a skeptical look. “Why?” For all he knew, the blonde could want to take them and use them for his plans.

“I’m not a monster, darling. I do care about others, creatures included,” Grindelwald said truthfully. He wore that open expression again; one he couldn’t seem to get rid of even if he tried. Nor could he control his thoughts as he kept using endearing terms and complements on the red head.

Newt, predictably, blushed at the word ‘darling’. There was no way the other actually meant it.

“Well then…” Newt plunged into a rant about Thestrals and why he had been so determined of getting them away from MACUSA.

Grindelwald listened closely.

It continued like that for a week. Grindelwald coming over at night to simply talk with Newt over tea and cake. It was… surprisingly pleasant.

One morning, Newt was woken by the sensation of magic urgently rushing through his being. It didn’t harm him in any way, but it certainly made him jump out of bed. Only to find out it was the wards on his house alerting him to his brothers’ presence.

Gellert keyed me in? Newt thought, momentarily thrown off. Then he realized it was a combination of his own magic and Gellert’s that was setting off the alarm and an unwilling thrill ran up his back.

He hastily shook that thought away. He didn’t want it or need it.

Rushing downstairs, Newt let his brother in.

“Why on Earth do you have wards up?!” Theseus yelled, way too frustrated for that early in the morning.

“For my creatures?”

Theseus eyed him but let it go. He let himself into the kitchen.

Newt followed behind quietly.

“What?” Theseus started rummaging through all the cabinets and draws, making a bit of a mess. “Where are the biscuits? Why do you have cake? You know I don’t like cake.”

Newt’s shoulders slumped. “I ran out…” he replied, voice low. He hated when his brother did this. He still acted like Newt was the baby brother even though they were both grown men. But Newt never had the energy to say anything. The one time he did caused him a headache that was more irritating than accidently splinching during apparation.

Theseus didn’t always get his way at home or at work, so he had decided he’d get his way at Newt’s house.

What will Gellert say? Newt wondered. He had accidently taken to ranting about his brother to the Dark Lord. All it took was Grindelwald actually listening and asking questions to get Newt to open up – at least about his brother. It was a strange sort of comfort he knew he shouldn’t have.

And yet…

“Don’t you have work?” Newt asked.

Theseus pulled on the ends his suit jacket, raising a brow. “I came by to tell you something, but yes. I do have work.” Theseus sounded annoyed, but it was for more than one reason. He was always in a cranky mood. He waited until Newt asked him what the news was. “The Ministry rejected your appeal.”

“Oh,” was all Newt could muster. That had been his latest and last attempt at getting his travel ban eased or cancelled. He had no other options. If he needed to leave, he would have to do it illegally. Not that it phased him, but he didn’t think I’d be the best thing for his record.

Newt leant his hip against the counter. He had nothing else to say to his brother that morning, especially after he was being so rude.

It seemed Theses didn’t have the time that day to angrily stare and he left within a few minutes.

The rest of Newts day was split between the basement and his library upstairs. The library was where he kept his more ‘controversial’ or prized documents. A lot of it related to creatures while the rest was random knowledge or things like how to escape a country unnoticed. It was attached to his bedroom, a simple portion of the wall enchanted with a password. It didn’t creak or groan when opening.

Newt was about to head back up when the front door opened.

“Gellert?”

The Dark Lord was earlier than usual. And looked deflated. He seemed tired and a little bit out of it. He perked up slightly when he saw Newt, however. “Afternoon, darling,” he said with warmth. He had given up on trying to stop himself from using pet names for the red head as they just flew out of his mouth despite his best efforts.

And why would he stop if he got to see those freckled cheeks flushed?

Newt looked between the book in his hands and the man in his living room.

“Can I have a tour?” Gellert asked. He was curious to find out how the magizoologist lived from something other than his living room and kitchen.

“Uh…” Newt saw excitement in those mismatched eyes, and something compelled him to agree. “Sure, follow me,” he said.

He showed the blonde to the tiny, spare bedroom downstairs. Then up the narrow steps to his bedroom – the only thing on the second level. It was full of blankets and pillows and looked cosy and well lived in despite the fact he often fell asleep in the basement. There was an attached bathroom – nothing special. Grindelwald pointed to an inconspicuous part of the wall and asked about it, somehow just knowing that there was a room hidden behind it.

Knowing the other man would find a way in there one way or another, Newt opened the door to his library.

“Magnificent. You are gifted.”

Newt faltered as he put a book away. “Pardon?”

Gellert didn’t repeat himself. Instead, he took the time to glance over the names of the books and the intricate detailing on the wooden shelves. “Can I see the basement?” He asked. If it were anyone else, he would have simply waltzed around the house like he owned it. He would have already known what was in every cranny.

Newt was silent. He contemplated the pros and cons before deciding that it was okay. He would protect those creatures with his life and his creatures were surprisingly protective of him.

He led the way, feeling as if the blonde was watching him intently.

There were about fifty enclosures in the basement. Some were empty, but most had at least one magical creature residing in it. There was even one that had a pack of muggle wolves. Newt had found them as their natural habitat was being destroyed for housing. He knew that muggles hunted them for fun and couldn’t bare the idea of letting them fall to that fate. They were very much still wild creatures, but like everything else, they were fond of Newt.

Grindelwald was shocked silent. His lips morphed into a smile when he saw the wolves. A smile not for magical creatures, but the muggle canines.

“You are greatly underestimated,” Gellert stated. The basement had been much larger than he was expecting, with different sections and levels. “To create and maintain all of this is truly magnificent.”

Newt flushed. No one ever complimented him, so he could not understand why a Dark Lord was the first person to praise him for everything. “Thank you?”

“Truly exceptional, my dear. You should be encouraged more often.”

“The Ministry would say the exact opposite,” Newt replied. He knew that they would put him on a watch list if he let them know he could do more magic than just the basics.

Gellert’s mood dropped instantly. “What have they done now?”

“Refuse to lift my travel ban. Nothing serious.”

“Would you like my assistance?”

Newt snorted. He wasn’t an amateur. He stared directly into those mismatched eyes, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. “I have my own ways against the rules, Gellert.”

Mischief and a challenge. Grindelwald was overwhelmed with a sense of giddy excitement that he had to force himself not to reply. He didn’t know what nonsense would blurt out and he wasn’t up for embarrassing himself that day. But there was something so inviting – enticing – about the way Newt all but lit up when rejecting his offer that he wanted to know more.

“Right,” he finally murmured out.

They headed to the living room after that for their daily tea get-togethers. Their fingers brushed as Newt handed Gellert a teacup and they both acted like they didn’t feel the light tingle in their fingers.

But Gellert was beginning to figure out why he was there.

Gellert spent the next two weeks discussing things with the only person he fully trusted – Vinda Rosier. She had been delighted to help, amused by her boss.

Gellert had been making great progress with Newt. The magizoologist trusted him more. There was no diabolic scheme, and the other man knew that, because Gellert was unreasonably honest with him.

He couldn’t help it. He just couldn’t lie, physically or verbally. He wondered what things would have been like that if they had met earlier. Then again, Gellert wouldn’t have any damage to make up for.

A few months into the whole daily tea thing, and Newt realized he was friends with the Dark Lord. He enjoyed their conversations and was actually excited when the wards let him know the other had showed up. It was a more subtle (and pleasant) feeling compared to the alarm magic that was sent through his body when other people showed up.

Newt had accidently bought too many apples. He gave some to the creatures but still had lots left over. He wasn’t going to sit around and let them go bad. So, he looked up a recipe and made an apple cake.

It turned out surprisingly well.

“That smells delicious. And here I was thinking we should dine out,” Gellert said as he made his way into the kitchen just as Newt was slicing the cake.

Newt let out a laugh. “We can still ‘dine out’ if you want,” he said. There was just something about that expression paired with the blonde’s tone that made him feel giggly. He picked up two slices of cake. When he turned around, Grindelwald was much closer than he was expecting.

Gellert accepted a slice with a smile, quickly eating the fluffy sponge. He licked his lips, holding eye contact with Newt. He leaned in slightly, keeping track of every reaction the red head made. “Perhaps we should do something different today?”

Newt didn’t freeze or hold his breath. He took in every feature on the other man’s face and smiled. He could feel something in the space between them and his being beckoned him to close the distance, to touch the other man and see if those strange tingles would happen again. “What would that be?” Newt asked, voice a honey-like whisper. There was no hesitation or fear.

And Gellert saw that. He put his hands on the counter on either side of Newt, bringing them slightly closer together. But not enough to touch. Not yet. He felt like he needed to savour it before he drowned in it, because he knew he would get addicted to Newt.

He licked his lips and watched as Newt’s eyes followed the motion. So, he started to close the small distance between them, putting his hands on Newt’s waist. One of Newt’s hands came to rest on his neck.

And then, the wards went off. Followed by obnoxious knocking on the front door.

“Newt? Artemis, I know you’re in there!”

Newt’s head fell to Gellert’s shoulder with a loud sigh. “By Circe…” he mumbled as he started to pull away and towards the door. For a second, he forgot just who he was with before promptly springing into a small panic. He spun around only to find the other man with a calm expression.

“Go before he breaks your door. He won’t see me.” Gellert saw the hesitation. “Trust me, darling.”

Newt finally turned back to the door. With a deep breathe, he opened it. “Hi, Thee.”

The elder Scamander frowned. He pushed his way past, hanging his overcoat and scarf on the rack near the door. “I told you to take down these wards. What were you doing anyway?”

Newt closed the door and had to take a few breaths before replying. “I was in the kitchen.”

Theseus rolled his eyes. Whatever he had planned on saying left his mind as he saw a wolf snarling at him from the couch. It had an almost blonde coat and brown eyes that seemed angry about his mere existence. “Why?!”

“Why not?” Newt retorted as he saw the wolf. He sat down next to it, running his fingers through the fur to calm it down. Of course, it worked like a charm.

Theseus shook his head. “Your affinity for wild things is ridiculous. How you earn their trust and make a relationship with them is beyond me.”

“Maybe because you call them things or beasts. I know what you say to other people.”

“Merlin Newt! I think you’re getting a bit —”

“What did you want, Theseus?” Newt was done. He had finally reached his limit. How he hadn’t already reached it was a mystery – or maybe he was already beyond his limit.

Theseus recoiled at the harshness. “We’re planning on brining Grindelwald to Britain in the next few months. I figured I would tell you…”

“Thanks.”

Theseus sighed long and hard, bracing himself to ask his next question. He wasn’t used to having to deal with his brother like this. “Leta kicked me out again. Can I stay the night?”

“No.” Newt left no room for debate. Firstly, his brother had been rude for the past few months – more than usual. And secondly, he had things he wanted to do. “Sleep on your couch.”

Theseus didn’t know what to do. Sure, he had had his little brother mad at him, but this was different. He didn’t know how to handle it. So, he left. He showed himself out.

Newt ran a hand through his hair roughly as the door clicked shut. He got up before the wolf turned back to a man, heading straight for the kitchen to fetch tea and cake. He and Gellert had things to talk about and he had been putting it off for too long.

Newt didn’t see Gellert for a week and a half after that night.

When the blonde did show up, it was with flowers, an empty notebook, and a hopeful smile.

Newt opened the door to let him in with haste only to find a woman standing on his steps, waiting for something.

“Newt, this is Vinda Rosier.” Grindelwad introduced them. It was somewhat of a relief having the person he cared about and the one person from his organization that he trusted meet.

“Is this him?” Vinda asked Grindelwald. When she got a nod, she turned to Newt. Her expression was polite but there was no trace of a smile. “Tu es son âme sœur? Le zoologiste magique ?”

Newt raised a brow at Gellert and then at her. “Oui, et tu l’es?” He swore he saw Gellert swoon out the corner of his eye. He’d have to check that.

“Son commandant en second.”

“Vous devez être très habile,” Newt said with a small smile.

Vinda’s lips quirked upwards. “I like him.”

Newt opened the door slightly wider and stepped to the side. “Would you like to come in?”

“No. I was simply escorting him here. Very nice to meet you, my Lord.”

Newt watched her go. He was sure he was going to be seeing more of her. Which was fine. What did baffle him, however, was that she was talking to him when she said Lord.

Turning to face the man in his house, Newt made a face.

Gellert held out the flowers with an almost hesitant smile. “I’ll explain.”

Turns out, Grindelwald had been sulking quite a lot over the last week. He had felt terrible after their little fight and couldn’t stop thinking about it. After Rosier scolded him, he started thinking about what he could do to fix things. And thus came the genius idea of reorganizing his entire ‘greater good scheme’ with Newt.

Hence the notebook. He wanted to write everything down. Keep note of the changes, of the integration of creature rescue and protection, and the major point: not eradicating muggles.

By the time they had talked about everything concerning Gellert’s work, night had fallen. But that didn’t mean they were done.

In fact, Gellert stayed the night. They didn’t do anything except cuddle and talk as Gellert didn’t want to rush anything. Besides, the bed was extremely comfortable that he fell asleep near instantly.

When Newt awoke the next morning, it was to an empty bed. Stretching out, he thought nothing of it. Gellert was a busy man that had a revolution to enact; surely, he couldn’t waste away his mornings as well as afternoons.

However, he was proved wrong. He found Gellert in his kitchen bustling about, humming to himself. The blonde smiled when he noticed Newt was up.

“Good morning,” Gellert said warmly. He spun around holding two plates of egg and something else, cups and tea pot floating behind him. He set everything down on the small dining table, pulling out a seat for Newt.

The red head smiled brightly, settling down into the chair. The food smelt and looked amazing. When he bit into it, it was a fluffy heaven. The only other people he knew that cooked that well were Queenie and Jacob.

Grindelwald made small talk as they ate and refused to let Newt do the dishes, settling for drying what the red head washed. Everything was so utterly soft and domestic. Their hands brushed as they squeezed into the small counterspace around the sink. The space between them crackled and energy ran through their entire bodies. Newt quickly understood that it was Gellert’s magic mingling with his and that unfamiliar, yet excited rush washed over him.

“Hey,” Newt said softly. He dried his hands with a quick spell as he waited for the blonde to turn and face him. He cupped one of Gellert’s cheeks, not surprised when he all but nuzzled into the hand. “Thank you.” Newt’s voice was quiet, the smile on his face soft.

Gellert melted. He had no idea what he did to have the pleasure of meeting Newt, but he was glad he did. He lightly gripped Newt’s wrist, turning his face so he could place a kiss to the palm. “Anything for you, Schatz,” he said. It was the truth, after all. He was already completely gone, his entire heart Newt’s to claim. He would do anything for the other man – even sit in a cell if that was what he really wanted.

He didn’t know how else he could show Newt that he was his to have. He didn’t think he could hide it. Everyone would know the second they saw him looking at Newt.

A lovesick man.

Newt felt a shiver run up and down his spine because of the kiss on his palm. He raised his other hand to rest on Gellert’s shoulder, applying just a little pressure. It was enough to get the other man to come closer, hands resting on Newt’s hips. Exactly what he wanted.

Gellert’s head fell to rest on Newt’s shoulder as he murmured words onto the skin. Newt didn’t catch all of it, but he could make out a few words. “…devoted… forever… eternity… yours…”

Newt tilted his head down slightly, voice a whisper as he said, “I’m yours.” He giggled as feather-light kisses were trailed up his neck until Gellert was gazing into his eyes once more. It seemed that the little fight they had had the other week had made Gellert doubt that Newt would want something, even after patching things up the night prior. “Truly,” Newt added.

Newt couldn’t tell you who leant in first. He could tell you that it wasn’t what he was expecting.

The kiss was sweet and slow and full of emotions. There was a dull thrum of magic shifting between them, a combination of both their magic. It didn’t intensify the moment by making it hotter, messier, more sensual, but by amplifying their emotions. They pressed impossibly closer to each other and held on for dear life, like the other was a lifeline.

Maybe, in some way, they were.

Theseus had avoided his brothers house like the plague for a month. He was waiting for Newt to calm down fully and was working up nerves of steel just in case he hadn’t.

Only, when he visited, he found an empty house. Most of the furniture and everything impersonal were left in the house covered in a thin layer of dust. The kitchen was empty of cups and tea pots, all general appliances unplugged and sitting neatly on the counter. There were no clothes in the bedroom or books on shelves. And the basement, normally full of life, was stripped down bare. Even the expansion charms had been taken away, leaving only a small, tiny, cold, room.

And Theseus lost it.

There was no trace of his baby brother ever living there. And he didn’t know what to do about it.

He wasn’t allowed time to dwell on it as his workload was increased. He filed a notice about his brother but was forced to ignore it. Four months on and he was constantly having to push the thought of his baby brother to the back of his mind. He just didn’t have time with all his work and an escaped Dark Lord plotting evil in every shadowy nook and cranny.

Theseus had been sent to France in order to scope out an establishment that had been marked as suspicious. They lost the Auror that found it – they couldn’t blend in with the scene and was sniffed out quickly.

Theseus was sat on the skirts of the establishments largest room. He observed everyone as he nursed a glass of fire whiskey, feeling odd without his usual attire. The place had a fancy-dress code and was a place to make good connections for an array of businesses.

His eyes zoned in on a woman with dark hair, a purple dress, and a hair piece to match. There was something about her that put his senses on high alert.

She was at the bar, standing in front of the man she was talking to, obscuring Theseus’ view. Her posture screamed importance and elegance. She excused herself from the bar, heading towards the entrance of one of the smaller rooms.

Theseus started to watch her, but his eyes caught sight of a familiar head of copper curls that made his heart drop to his stomach. No. Please, no, he thought. But that did nothing for him.

Newt was sat in one of the tall bar stools, talking animatedly to the bartender who smiled along with him. They were clearly familiar with one another as the bartender immediately began to mix a drink for the red head. There was no exchange of money which made Theseus’ stomach lurch. Either his brother was getting by in unseemly ways, or he visited often to have himself a tab.

Neither option seemed better.

Downing the rest of his drink, Theseus slinked his way over to the bar. To his luck, the bartender went to serve another customer, and the seats on either side of his brother were left empty.

“Newt?” He asked hesitantly.

Newt spun to face him, almost spilling his drink with the speed he put it down.

“What are you doing here Newt? And where have you been for the past months?!” Theseus couldn’t help but raise his voice. There was no way he could be calm after accidently stumbling upon his own brother that disappeared with no warning nor a note.

Newt’s eyes flicked away for a moment. “Dealing with business is all,” he said, nonchalant.

Theseus’ left eye twitched. “Business doesn’t mean you leave the country for four months! Which, you are in big trouble for,” he exclaimed.

Newt told himself to not roll his eyes. Instead, he took a sip of his drink, lifting it in a cheer to the bartender. It was made well after all. “There was no way around it. You were never going to lift it.”

“They would have given you chances after the first year was up. Like finding that boy from the subway in New York," Theseus said. He was certain that the mention of that boy would get his brothers attention, but he acted like he hadn’t heard.

“Think of all the creatures I could lose in a year, let alone three!” Newt roared. He made a hand gesture when he noticed the bartender watching their conversation. She was gone the next second. “And I would not help the Ministry hunt down and hurt that boy. Credence doesn’t deserve that.”

“You know?” Theseus asked.

“Of course.”

Theseus stood there dumbfounded. What was he supposed to do. It seemed that no matter what he said, his brother would say something to battle it. Clearly, there was no way to simply coerce him to going home. “Listen, let’s just go home and —”

“Is everything alright here?” The woman in the purple dress asked, appearing out of thin air. She had a heavy French accent which made Theseus fill with dread.

All Newt had to say was, “He’s my brother.” and she backed off. Sighing, Newt gave his brother a sympathetic smile. “I’m not going back. Not yet.”

“You leave me no choice,” Theseus said as he reached into his jacket pocket, retrieving a pair of gold bangles.

Newt eyed the magic restraining cuffs wearily, leaning away. “That’s not a good idea,” he warned.

Yet Theseus wasn’t listening. He was going to take his baby brother home. He reached out with one hand towards Newt. Within a breath, he had someone physically restraining him, holding his arms behind his back. The bangles hit the floor with a clank. Three quarters of the establishment turned their wands on him, the lady wearing purple with hers pressed directly against his neck. Everything was silent, waiting for him to move or to be given directions.

“My Lord?” A random voice urged. The title made Theseus’ blood run cold. He would be in big trouble if Grindelwald had decided to make and appearance.

Newt let out another sigh, running a hand through his hair. “Vinda, the cuffs.”

Vinda – who looked lovely in purple – slowly removed her wand from the elder Scamander’s throat in favour of picking up the cuffs. She made a motion and the ones holding Theseus back brought his arms out in front of him. She worked silently and within seconds Theseus’ wrists donned those gold bangle-cuffs.

Defenseless. Confused. Hurt. Worried.

“Shall we take him with?” Vinda asked, turning to Newt now that the threat was neutralized. She was the only one to relax, the rest waiting for a cue.

Newt shook his head. “Sweet thought, but no one will be able to handle his whingeing,” he stated. A huff from his brother made his statement all the more believable. With a wave of his hand, everyone dispersed. Only the two holding Theseus and Vinda stayed with him, keeping watch over the situation. Before Theseus could start ranting to him, Newt spotted a woman and the bartender making their way up the bar to him. “Odette, Jacqueline,” he started before diving into fluent French.

He apologized for the disruption and promised that he would deal with the unwanted guest. It wasn’t the establishments’ fault that the elder Scamander got in.

Theseus watched the exchange silently. He accidentally made eye contact with Vinda, the woman glaring at him harshly. If looks could kill, she would have already stabbed him three hundred times.

“You work for Grindelwald,” Theseus said blandly. Vinda squinted her eyes in return, not wanting to converse with him. “Why are you with Newt?”

Vinda let out a small cackle. “I thought you were supposed to be smart, British boy,” she mocked. “I have two lords – what of it?”

Theseus’ mind must have overloaded from stress and worry that he couldn’t come up with an answer. Nor could he remember being dragged to a private room.

“Send him to America. Have one of the ministry acolytes pick him up. A few bruises here and there and they should hold him in MACUSA for a while. They’re not taking any risks right now.”

Theseus refused to believe Newt said that. That he so casually and quickly put together a plan to get Theseus out of the way. There was no way his brother would ever be in any form of relationship with the vile man Gellert Grindelwald. No way…

Almost a year after the first night Grindelwald had tea with Newt, a massive herd of wixen were scrambling into a tomb in Paris. Grindelwald had spent countless hours restructuring his agenda and enforcing it, successfully rerouting his plans. ‘The Greater Good’ now also called a revolution.

Newt sat in the front row of the coliseum like tomb. He had heard the speech hundreds of times, having helped the blonde practice. He blended in with the crowd enough to not be spotted as he smiled at Vinda who stood in the centre as well. He had Credence seated beside him, the boy holding his arm for comfort. He was still nervous around wixen but had latched onto Newt quite quickly.

They all knew there were Aurors in there with them. They had snuck in but had taken no other precautions of fitting in, so, they stuck out like a sore thumb. It was just a matter of waiting to find out who exactly had decided to crash their gathering.

“Go forth. Let everyone know that the next stage of the revolution is upon us!” With the speech over, all the followers started poofing away one by one.

All that was left was Grindelwald’s inner circle and the swarm of Aurors that thought they stood a chance.

Always one for the dramatics, Gellert made a ring of raging blue flames encircle the most inner circle of the tomb. He scowled as his eyes glazed over all the Aurors in the tomb. He recognized the eldest Scamander, that annoying Lestrange woman, and the sister of Newt’s dear American friend. He was amused when they all noticed his red head, even more so when they were told to hold fire.

Gellert watched as Newt escorted Credence to the platform, promising him that he was going to be okay. Then they had a whole conversation with Vinda before finally Credence left with her, leaving Newt to stand by Gellert against the Aurors.

Theseus, Leta, and Tina all started talking at once, their words almost incomprehensible.

Newt scowled; expression similar to Gellert’s.

“You all said it,” he said, voice loud, carrying throughout the entire tomb. “I have an affinity for dangerous creatures. I learn, get to know them, earn their trust. Develop a relationship. You all call him a monster, so, why is Gellert not the same?”

Everyone cringed at the use of the Dark Lords first name.

Theseus was the first to open his mouth, to complain. But Newt wasn’t having it.

“Just because you and Leta have issues doesn’t mean others need to have bad relationships,” Newt said hotly. He felt Gellert snake his arm around his waist, their magic mingling and instantly making him feel slightly better about the situation.

Theseus took a few frustrated steps forward before being stopped by the flames racing their way up the stairs towards him. They stopped just short, just enough to make him fearful of them. “Love has ups and downs. It can’t be fireworks all the time.”

“Oh contrary,” Gellert spoke up, a smirk on his lips. “Touching a soulmate always feels like fireworks.” Sure, he was stretching the truth a little, but it was for a good cause. Getting the elder Scamander to break again.

Theseus spluttered. “No. Those are fairytales.”

Multiple people around him muttered their opposing opinions, Leta included. She looked so pained by it, like the fact her and Theseus weren’t soulmates physically pained her.

An impatient Auror suddenly fired a blast of magic towards Newt and Gellert. The latter easily deflected it, instantly sending a spell of his own that had the man on the ground, writhing in pain.

As much as Newt enjoyed watching his partner, he had things to attend to at the castle. “Remember, Tina and Theseus are exceptions. Queenie will hate us if not.” Newt turned to his side slightly to find those mismatched eyes already on him. He pressed a quick peck to the blonde’s cheek before stepping away with a smile. “Au revoir!”

Any form of happiness or non-murderous intent left Gellert’s body. A sadistic smile overtook his features as he readjusted his grip on the elder wand. It was his time to play and let out a bit of steam.

All the Aurors gulped.

[hidemation]

(I'll probably add more or change some stuff)

Edit - updated january 17, 2025

Edit - updated march 6, 2025

Edit - updated march 16, 2025

Facts about the au:

So instead of nm eating a postive apple he instead ate an negative apple and the human who tried to kill nim like in the og dreamtale exist here but didnt completely possess nm's body

The other guardians(life and magic) exist here but not the originals, like nim they were attacked too(but different reasons)

Underverse events will happen in this au

Its a mix of steampunk and cyberpunk(im still developing soem stuff)

Nm

Newt

Age: ??? Probably in his 200s

Male(he/him)

Only ate 1 negative apple

Started to hear mare when he was a teenager

The village was a cult and newt didnt believe their teachings and tried to convince dream not too because of the things mare told him but dream didnt listen

The second shortest of the cast

He runs a bar for decades

Originally, it was just a normal bar, but due to mare and some incidents, newt started to do shady stuff again(he tried to restart his life)

Met randy before the destruction of randy's world

Has multiple identities which is why he speaks in third person to know which identity he is on

Prefers long range weapons

Some Personality traits: observant, diligent, prudent, a bit envious, pessimistic, deceptive, surprisingly sophisticated

Happy drunk him would turn the night into a fucking musical show

Usually speaks monotone and in third person

Only hired hacker because of the fact he was hot and thought he could used that to get more money and customers(totally worked)

Lets bobby go to the bar only if he doesnt drink alcohol

Hired randy because he needed a cook and because he saw benefits he could have if he hired him

Love-hate relationship with mare, they dont like each other, but in a hypothetical situation where Mare suddenly is gone, newt would be happy at first but starts to freak out (they've been together for a century)

Has a history with hyde and still has the other half of the soul safely hidden

Demiromantic

suffering from chronic pain

Likes: fantasy stories and also musicals, creepypasta squad, kevin,

Dislikes: vincent, the twilight series, colton(hacker your fucking ex almost burned the bar to the ground), sweets

Abilities/skills: Marksmanship, high intelligence, Umbrakinesis, combat proficiency, quick wit, immortality, regeneration, teleport, multilingual, emotion and mental manipulation, illusions, negativity, empathy

Weaknesses: positivity, vincent(only vincent can inflict servere injuries that last long or can kill him), and wounds/injuries that any normal person would die from, he wont die from it but still hurts(he is kinda like deadpool)

He can teleport only to places he is familiar with but he only ever uses it to go home, Anywhere else is risky because he might misfire and land somewhere totally inconvenient or unintended even though he is familiar to the place(ex. He teleports to a factory but accidentally lands on a tank full of acid that the factory has inside because he wanted to be inside the workshop or he teleports outside the factory but either lands on the garbage or gets chased by feral animals, basically he doesnt want to risk landing or seeing something he didnt want to see or experiencing)

Dream

Vincent Kingsman

Age: same with newt

Male(he/him)

2nd tallest of the cast

Ate all the apples except 2

Doesnt know about mare's existence (has heard of him)

Believed what the villagers taught him and stopped after a few decades

Runs HaloForge a multinational conglomerate

Unaware of what newt is now or his business

prefers to use a whip

Jr is no longer trying to eradicate all negativity

Some personality traits: diligent, wants to protect others, pragmatic, witty

Fears randy

He has a lot of dogs

He finds dog, takes them, gives them a bath, and they stay

Lives in a small house far from the city

His room is a total mess

Has a dark side due to his empathy abilities(since he can sense others feelings and is a good profiler when he helps investigations)

Pansexual

Likes: coffee, sweets, noirs films, his dogs

Dislikes: clowns, removing the plants growing on his head and the wood in his skin, alcohol, he is afraid of forests

Abilities/skills: swordsmanship, very skilled with the whip, shapeshifting, positivity, pyrokinesis, immortality, regeneration, teleport, multilingual, high intelligence, emotion and mental manipulation, illusions, photokinesis, weapon summoning, empathy

Weaknesses: newt, negativity, alcohol(has a low tolerance to it), randy(he is extremely afraid of him), his dogs(he loves them very much)

His teleportation ability is same to newt's description, also because he likes to fly more and take his time but does use it whenever he needs a shortcut

Randy

Randall

Age: ???

Gender ???(uses any pronouns)

Tallest of the cast

Met newt and was hired before the destruction his world

Came from a nightmare dimension

Found bobby injured in the alley when bobby was escaping

Doesnt understand life and death

Met vincent once when he was in his other form and unawarely caused vincent to have nightmares for a couple of days and sleepless nights

Some personality traits: optimistic, nice, charismatic, blunt, she is a bit sadistic

Knows about mare's existence

Likes: Newt, Timothy, Chip, kids, cooking, kevin, arts and crafts

Dislikes: Why didn't you eat their food? Take a bite, friend... take a bite, at least just one bite... take a bite, take a bite, take a bite, take a bite, take a bite, take a bite, take a bite, take a bite, take a bite, TAKE.A.BITE., their own world

Abilities: immortality, regeneration, shapeshifting, illusions, fear manipulate, ???

Weaknesses: ????

Hacker

Chip

Age:20s

Finished college

Was a progedy but got bored and gain an interest in the criminal underworld after hacking a certain mobster

On the run from his ex

Dating finch

Bisexual

Emotional instable and suffers hallucinations

Takes meds

Some personality traits: likes to but into peoples business, persistent, flirty

Likes: vintage and retro stuff, getting tips, ❤️finch❤️, the creepypasta squad, anything challenging his hacking skills

Dislikes: vegetables, his ex, customers getting too touchy with him, his family, a certain someone from his past, horses

Abilities/skills: hacking, telekinesis(it depends on how he is feeling as he still hasnt mastered it, he can only move small objects but if he was feeling some strong emotions he can move a boulder), high intelligence

Bobby

Timothy

Age: ??(possibly 18)

The shortest of the cast

Escaped and been living with newt and randall

Heard of newt from some cult members and grew admiration to him when some ot the seniors kidnapped newt for a ritual and newt slaughtered them(tim was a child and was hiding in a closet so newt didnt know)

Abrosexual

Some personality traits: loud, lots of curiosity, childish, mercurial

Has an evil spellbook that he stole from the cult while he was escaping

Thinks he cursed randall and is trying to find what curse he used

Newt gives him an allowance

Likes: ✨️✨️newt✨️✨️, randall, doesn't want to admit it but likes chip too, card games, junk food, going outside, weird food combinations

Dislikes: his past, being confined, the dark, vegetables, silence, deers, horses(he hates them)

Abilities/skills: spellcasting only with the book(he needs to memorize the spells and needs a medium), quick wit, very fast, good at hiding, master of card games

Blue

Asul

Age: early 30's

Escaped his au as it was being destroyed

His brother died before the destruction of their au

Did he murder him?

Please dont remove his mask

Bleaches his hair

Demiromantic bisexual

Some personality traits: manipulative, quiet but when you talk to him he gets chatty, paranoid, observant, hella sneaky

Some times works with newt

Sleeps with a mask on

Is a drug dealer and freelance informant(gets really good info)

Met vincent years ago when vincent visited the shelter asul was staying at

May or may not have stalked vincent for a while

Likes: socializing, learning the psychology of other people, musicals, romance novels, playing the saxophone, dressing up, vincent, puns, cooking, finn

Dislikes: blood, being silenced, some of the people he works with(reminds him of his brother or they are worse), his brother, everything in his au(was happy when his au was destroyed), getting into fights(physical ones), masked being removed showing his face, being alone

Abilities/skills: master of stealth, chemistry, acting, teleportation, telekinesis, weapon summoning, blaster summoning, mentalism, physiognomy, cooking, intelligence

Cross

Finn

Age: ??

Accidentally destroyed his own au

Trying to find the stranger that xchara is telling him, hoping he could either help restore his au or take the other half of Hyde's soul

Bisexual

Dyes his hair alot

Lives with asul

Met newt a couple times

Isnt aware that newt is the guy they are trying to find (Xchara doesnt recognized newt)

Multi-jointed

Has a high pain tolerance

Blood is purple

Developed an interest in art after meeting ink

Unlike canon, he and chara talk to each other and has a better relationship than og or ds

Asul and finn cook together and experiment on food

Some personality traits: curious, impulsive, socially awkward, often oblivious to social cues, confident

Likes: dyeing his hair, arts and crafts, films novels and shows especially musicals and romance, asul's puns, chocolate, stealing, make up, dressing up, cooking

Dislikes: Hyde, authorities(which is why he doesnt like vincent he thinks he is hiding something), bitter foods, teen romance books

Abilities: flexibility(he can bend himself in half), master martial artist, playing the guitar and piano, cooking, teleportation, knives summoning, blaster summoning, telekinesis, hack knife, skilled thief

He can actually live without food or water or air... That doesn't mean he can't still feel pain though!

Hyde

Just wanna clarify something and that is hyde is not xgaster, well he was supposed to be when xtale was forming but when xtale for some reason stopped in its code so did developing the characters which was just him and 2 kids, so he is technically an empty template of a supposed gaster but eventual became more of an original character when newt came into the picture and introduced him to things

He is attached to newt

dont call him gaster or xgaster(he found the name xgaster lazy)

And because he doesnt like the fact he is an au

Same with finn, he can live without food, water, and air

Some personality traits: curious, manipulative, charming, experimental, patient

He does not have blood

Likes: learning new things, experiencing new things, experimenting, life and death, writing stories

Dislikes: doing nothing, being called gaster

Abilities: overwrite, teleport, some combat skills, blaster summoning, telekinesis, hands, writing, mentalism, high intelligence

[cathygeha]

REVIEW

Blind Dog Canyon by Brett Cogburn

A Widowmaker Jones Western #5

I don’t usually come into a series on book five and did not see in the book description that this was not a standalone story but part of a series. That said, I had no trouble following the story. I am curious about what Newt did in the previous books and when he met Mr. Smith but otherwise was fully invested in the story and how it would turn out.

What I liked: * Newt: survivor, pugilist in the past, has his own set of ethics, good friend, generous, cares for the weak, does what is required, a survivor, scarred, steady, an interesting man

* Mr. Smith: Mohave Indian, travels with Newt, has seen the world, educated, wears a suit, tattooed, wise, older, multilingual, quiet, believes in clan and family

* Zuri: young, daughter of shepherd killed early in the book, survives the wilderness and evil men and bitter cold, goes on a quest at the end of the book, curious about how her life will unfold

* Rufus: Happy Jack’s rescue dog, old, has cataracts, might be deaf, really wondered if he made it through the winter

* The plot, pacing, setting, and writing

* That I was invested in the characters and hoped the ones I cared about would make it to the end alive

* That the bad guys were exposed and that most were handily dealt with

* Thinking about good vs evil and the shades of gray in between – men are men and not always easy to classify as one or the other

What I didn’t like: * Who and what I was meant not to like

* Thinking about how difficult life must have been in the time period of this story and how much effort must have been needed to survive

Did I enjoy this book? Yes

Would I read more by this author? Yes

Thank you to NetGalley and Kensington-Pinnacle for the ARC – This is my honest review.

5 Stars

BLURB

Two-time Spur Award winner Brett Cogburn revives the true grit and glory of the Old West with a hero as glorious as the author’s real-life ancestor Rooster Cogburn — master gunman Newt “Widowmaker” Jones. But when the Widowmaker agrees to guard a mountain of silver against an outlaw out for revenge and a cold-blooded hired gun, has he signed his own death warrant? They call him “The Cutter”… Famous for his fancy bowler hat, striped shirts, and double-holstered revolvers, Kirby Cutter is no ordinary gun-for-hire. He’s a cold-blooded professional. The best of the best—and the deadliest of the deadly. Which is why one of the nation’s biggest silver companies hired him. His latest job: To locate a silver claim in the Colorado mountains—and eliminate the competition. His biggest obstacle: The silver is guarded by Newt “The Widowmaker” Jones, a legend in his own right. But Cutter has a wild card up his fancy striped sleeve. His hatchet man is the outlaw Johnny Dial, who’s itching to slaughter Jones for killing his brother. It’s not the only showdown Widowmaker Jones has to deal with. A crazed grizzly is prowling the area, too—and it’s developed a taste for human flesh… One way or another, someone is going to meet their maker. But it sure as hell won’t be the Widowmaker…

[newt--x]

mom: what are you doing?

me, watching a video on cults in japan: ahah nothing

[gncharlie]

Hermann doesn’t realise that newt actually knows one or two of these languages. Newt just stays quiet until one day he’s like pásame la linterna and hermann is like wait what 😳

ooooohohohhohohohooo, and newt doesn't say anything after hermann just freaks out a bit, so hermann thinks he heard it by mistake, until newt says some term of endearment in japanese that hermann said just last night in italian

[juuls]

Juulna’s ‘Hold Onto Your Sanity’ Fic, Book, and Music Recs for the 2020 Dumpster Fire... Part 3!

So you just crash-landed behind enemy lines in a war you know barely anything about except that your role seems infinitesimal and insignificant, and dumped into a year, 2020, that already seems fifteen years too long.

Before you drown your sorrows in some fantastic scotch or wine coolers for days (or weeks)… I have a proposal.

That you step back from the flames, tune things out for a bit, and try to forget about the outside world for a while (but don’t forget to vote or I will be very sad at you!).

These fics are meant to take you out of your head (I’m including more plot/story-minded fics than PWP) for the next few weeks or months as the world goes to hell (even more) but of course there are some bits of solid angst in these as there is wont to be in many a fic. Check the tags, read responsibly, don’t like-don’t read, ship and let ship, and please do leave a kudos and maybe even a comment! :)

This is PART THREE.

Check out here for Part One and most of the Marvel fic recs, along with a selection of book recs too. :)

And here’s Part Two, which has the bulk of my Star Wars and Game of Thrones recs, along with Spotify playlists!

Part Three is this one here, all about the Potterverse.

(Not yet complete) Here’s Part Four, filled with even more shippy goodness from all over the Star Trek universe. So. Many. Ships. :D

(Not yet complete) Part Five is Witcher, Man From UNCLE, Stargate: Atlantis and SG-1, Sherlock, Hannibal, and Doctor Who.

(Not yet complete) Part Six will probably be all for my newfound love of Supergirl, along with some Game of Thrones and Marvel ships I skipped, because I gotta stop somewhere with all these recommendations or I’ll be at it forever. Seriously, how much of this stuff have I read!?

But I think we all need some distractions from the world these days, eh? Or something to console us other than internet rage and a barrel of ice cream and/or hard alcohol.

Potterverse

I’ve chosen to pick fics (mostly) off of AO3 for their easy reading access, though HP fics’ golden years were on sites like fanfiction.net and other independent archives like Sycophanthex and others which have closed their doors over the years, sadly. Some of these fics date back to almost 20 years old, or more, amazingly!

For fics on fanfiction.net, I highly recommend using this link (FicSave) to epub/mobi converter rather than dealing with the frustrating app. It functions like AO3′s built-in download button.

SSHG/Sevmione

Rec assistance by @perrydowning​

Second Life by Lariope

Phantom of Hogwarts by Good_Witch

Romancing the War by Pubella

The Poison Garden by turtle_wexler @turtlewexlerwrites

A Light in the Fog by turtle_wexler

Pride of Time by AnubisAnkh

The Savage by MagdatheMagpie

Snape’s Story by Tbird1965

Recognition by jezzie (krith)

Tedium of Time by oneredshoe

Tango by Desert_Sea

Sense and Insensibility by Desert_Sea

Time Mutable Immutable by Grooot

The Twenty by Leyna Rountree

For the Only Hope by ausland @run-with-me-to-the-sea

Bundle of Joy by LadyTuesday

Our Hands Tied by multilingualism

Choose Something Like A Star by TeddyRadiator

Mistress of the Stacks by Ms_Anthrop

A Derailed Train of Thought by Ms_Anthrop

Antiquities by stormcorona

Watch Over Me by @snapeslittleblackbuttons​

Dropped Down into the Unknown by @q-drew​

Delicate Transitions by @morbidmuch​

Lay Me Low by TeddyRadiator

The Savage by MagdatheMagpie

Another Dream by @dragoon811​

A Chance For Happiness by @corvusdraconis​

Breath of the Nundu by corvusdraconis, Dragon_and_the_Rose

Just to Be by Amarti @amarti-writes-stuff​

Hinge of Fate by Ramos

Forged in Flames by @mswhich​

Days in the Sun by bluespring864

Making sure the boy who lived, actually does by Hold_en @hold-enwrites​

The Problem With Purity by Phoenix.Writing

One Step Forward, Two Decades Back by corvusdraconis

The Headmaster’s Wife by Mrs_HH @propertyofseverustsnape

The Master, the Warden, the Headmaster, and the Deputy by mak5258

Cloak of Courage by Wendynat

Hermione Granger and the Intended Vessels by ShawnaCanon

Augury and Ardor by SnapeySnax

Before the Dawn by snarkyroxy

The Love You Take by Subversa

His Draught of Delicate Poison by Subversa

and sooooo many more if you want them just ask, this is both mine and Perry’s oldest ship lol

Gramander (Original Graves x Newt)

A Gilded Cage is Still a Cage by Anonymous

take a deep breath (and let it go) by lincesque @tumbloncat

Roar by @elenothar

Matchmaker, Matchmaker by @prosodiical

Dearly Beloved by prosodiical

Basic Instincts by @manic-intent

Promised by Miss_Lv

Plan G by Aate

Heat of the Chase by argentoswan @wannahearaboutmycats

Newt Scamander’s Guide to Getting Things Done by arthureameslove

Against all Odds by Maril

Where I Belong by Mishafied

He Wants To Say, “I Love You, Nothing Can Hurt You”  by @obsidionwingsofmidnight

Arranged by Miss_Lv

death of a bachelor by gudetama (elementary)

The Graves Identity by Mishafied

you make me feel this way somehow by gudetama (elementary)

The Nature of the Beast by AntiGravitas @absolutelynogravitaswhatsoever

The Knights, the Newt, and the Rose by @yinyangswings

The Wizard’s Cat by @natecchi

The Color of Boom by gypsiangel

Signalling Theory: Blue Coat by @obaewankenope​

Flame by @esamastation​

And The Tag Read Simply: “Pretty” by @funkzpiel​

Aren’t You Gonna Arrest Me, Officer? by JoyBurd

a little bit lost by shortbread @shortbread-fanfiction​

Dramione

Rec assistance by @cuthian​

Seven Times by kerri240879

Her Beauty and the Moonlight by BrilliantLady

The Fallout by everythursday (orphaned and only available on AO3 now, but complete)

The Eagle’s Nest by HeartOfAspen

Turncoat by elizaye @imnotleavinherewithoutyou

The Virgin Conundrum by AkashaTheKitty @akashathekitty

Bad Faith by Morrighan256

Isolation by bexchan @bex-chan-blog

The Serpent, the Witch, and the Broom Closet by bitchywitchy

Silencio by AkashaTheKitty

All You Want by senlinyu @senlinyu

Static by galfoy @heymanticore

What the Room Requires by Alydia Rackham

And We All Fall Down by @rumaan

Ambition’s End by Hanako A

Wait and Hope by mightbewriting @mightbewriting

Rewriting Destiny by mayawrites95 (mayarox95)

Chronos Historia by In_Dreams @indreamsink

A Muggle-born Magic by Musyc @willhavetheirtrinkets

Hunted by Bex-chan

A Second Look by @riverwriter

The Nietzsche Classes by Beringae

This Too, Is Sacred by HeartOfAspen

Bite First, Ask Questions Later by Daredevilsinthedetails, Kaylessi

Nocturnus by In_Dreams @indreamsink

Broken by @inadaze22​

The Green Girl by Colubrina

Lady of the Lake by Colubrina

Rebuilding by Colubrina (really just anything written by @colubrina)

Presque Toujours Pur by @shayalonnie

Can’t Change the Way I Am by @nauticalparamour

Law and Marriage by DragonGrin (formerly TeenTypist)

The Tower Window by @xodramaqueenox​

Unexpected by Emara88

Something Old, Something New by Kate Dessi

Suppressed Emotions by hopelesslydevoted.xx 

Silver Blood by @freyaishtar

When the Day Met the Night by @bex-la-get

Harmony

A Marauder’s Plan by CatsAreCool (Rachel500)

A Step to the Right by CatsAreCool (Rachel500)

Eighth by lorien829

The Catalyst by lorien829

Harry Potter and the Isle of Mists by lorien829

Knife’s Edge by Celtic55

The Black Book by mosteveryonesmad

Awakening by SweetShireen

The Sword and the Snake by bartonfink1974

Dispelling the Silence by Indygodusk

One Year Later: Return to Hogwarts by Twilight’s Inferno

DraHarmony

Fourteen Thousand Galleons by @frumpologist

The Invitation by hot_elf @hot-elf

Love Love Love by MissELY @misselylux​

Changing Scenery by aethling

East of Eden by msmerlin @ms-merlinblack

Turn Back Time by Dazeventura6

Foxfire by @setissma

Come Together by @nuclearnik

The Soul of the Wolves by LR_Earl @fanficbylrearl

Running From Lions by tryslora @tryslora

An Unexpected Family by ladyroxanne21

The Prophecies by jamcreynolds

Drarhinny

Reconstruction by @aldersprig​

Fell From the Sky by BrandonStrayne @brandonstrayne​ (I really love this one, and not just as a Canadian.)

Demons From the Past by pottermum

Drarry

Rec assistance by @newtypeshadow​

Rarely Pure and Never Simple by birdsofshore

Aural Gratification by birdsofshore

Lost Among and Falling by @bafflinghaze

The Corruption Sequence series by beren @berenwrites

Sentinel ‘verse series by elyssblair @elyssblair-blog

Date Blindness by dysonrules

Starts With a Spin by Maxine @serasarahhhh​

Temptation on the Warfront by alizarincrimson

Paradigm by dysonrules

Here’s The Pencil, Make It Happen by ignatiustrout

Draco Sodding Malfoy by Shewhxmustnxtbenamed @shewhomustnotbenamed

Pieces of What by Jadwiga

Found, Not Lost by inspiration_assaulted

Shared Detention by DadIWriteGayPorn

Dirty Little Secret by Writcraft @writcraft​

19 Years by shilo1364 @whimsicaldragonette​

Morning Suns & Coffee Runs by laugh_a_latte @queer-coffee​

Reus Una by purplepen76

Between Ink and Blood by Candamira

Ginmione

Distractions by @morningsound15​ 

Cissamione

(This seems like it’s a bit cracky, but there’s some good ones, I promise! I sorta stumbled ass-backwards into this ship but really enjoy some of them.)

One Step Left by Cysteine @cysteine

Extinction by @rubikanon​

Blinding Light by @16-pennies​

Somebody Loved by beforeyouspeak

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There. This is much better, isn’t it?

So my challenge to you, if your world is falling, burning down around you in flames... is this:

...if you feel yourself getting anxious or depressed, whether from the news or being cooped up in isolation or bored or on the verge of tearing your hair out or jumping off that roof or grabbing something to go after the dictator-of-the-week.... pause, take a breath, open up this rec list, close your eyes and pick something, and let chance take you somewhere hopefully far away. Let yourself be transported.

Oh, and don’t click on this Google Drive link. Really, there’s not 30+ GB of data on that Drive I’m sharing. Shame. There totally aren’t tens of thousands of books, as many audiobooks as could fit, and a large collection of fanfiction downloaded from AO3 in there. (Also, not all fics have been shared to that folder yet; I’m working on it a little at a time as I download more.)

[beforedawnworld]

As students transition from school to their careers the ministry has offered a new program to facilitate the training and number of applicants and new recruits. These apprenticeships span many different departments and allow the young recruits to have access to heads of departments, training and resources not previously available. The ministry is thrilled to offer this as an option to many students filtering out of Hogwarts and into positions that will benefit them and facilitate their upward movement in their departments. Each department is prepared to accept a certain number of applicants for these apprenticeship positions, which are paid with benefits available. The ministry wants to encourage young adults to choose a career with them, especially as the Wixen world deals with the complications of a budding war. There is an overwhelming pressure for the bureaucracy to shape up and overhaul many departments and these apprenticeships could lead to positions that would otherwise take many years to achieve.

These training programs accelerate the pieced together training offered normally, educating interns with more information and access than ever before. In tandem with other areas of the Wixen world as well as the existing entry level jobs available, the ministry is hoping to produce more prepared and better trained professionals who can be offered more respect and opportunity for advancement in their careers. Sold under the slogan ‘Building a Better Future Today’, how much of it is really an investment in the youth and how much is keeping a watchful eye on everyone?

The jobs listed here are meant as the main reference point for choosing a career for graduate characters. If you are having trouble finding a job for your character or have an idea not listed here we’re more than happy to help find a fit or create one.

Apprenticeships 

Preexisting training courses and those newly crafted, the following apprenticeships are designed to filter new blood into some of the most highly skilled careers on offer. You can enter a career both in the ministry or outwith through these apprenticeships and with the ‘Building a Better Future Today’ guarantee; you’ll earn as you learn.

Ministry Apprenticeships 

Auror Training Program — 3 years

The front line in fighting dark magic, while not always the first in the field their investigative forces in combination with their field prowess has solidified their reputation. The internship is now one of only two routes into this highly respected and competitive job, the other being a fully qualified Hit Wix retraining. Auror and Hit Wix training has recently relocated to Hogsmeade.

Rapid Response Division (Hit Wix) — 2 years

While the Aurors run the investigative side of fighting the dark side, the Hit Wix are the first responders after an incident. First in the field and first in the line of fire the Hit Wix are a highly trained and highly dedicated group of individuals. While their training program is less competitive than Auror training, as the one route into the Rapid Response Division it still draws a large number of applicants. Auror and Hit Wix training has recently relocated to Hogsmeade.

Accidental Magic Reversal Squad — Field — 18 months

The Accidental Magic Reversal Squad, while dull sounding, is incredibly important in terms of community safety. accidental magic accidents can happen to anyone, particularly younger Wizards and Witches who are not always in full control of their magic, especially those of muggleborn descent, whose families may not always understand what is happening. When this happens, they are on-scene to fix the situation before it can get out of hand, in keeping with the international statute of secrecy. While a lot of the work involved may appear basic, it is important that members of this team are ready for any situation, often including working in coordination with several other departments. This internship is for field operatives only an in the first few months overlaps heavily with Obliviator Field Training and as such applicants can swap between programs.

Obliviator Field Training — 18 months

Being an Oblivator is rarely any young Wix’s dream career but this vital role has so much overlap with other departments work and Obliviators are so in demand that the ministry tries to funnel as many graduates into it as possible. A good memory is key as they are required to remember the incredibly precise cover stories in order to only remove the necessary memories and nothing of importance. An inexperienced or ill prepared Obliviator can cause more damage than repair and so these team members are highly skilled. Whether in the field with Aurors or the accidental magic reversal squad or even cooperating with the Department of Magical Creatures, no day is ever the same.

Department of Magical Creatures — Consultants — 18 months

One could almost say the consultants are removed from the day to day operations of the Department of Magical Creatures; rather than being those with a drive to help (or police) the creatures of the Magical world these individuals are instead those with and intense fascination for said creatures. The Care of Magical Creatures nerds or those who always wanted a dragon for Christmas. The fact checkers, and the office bound members of this department, consultants are here to help the rest of their department be prepared for every situation. These consultants work very hard, lending their expertise and exhaustive research to ensure the safety and proper handling of not just their team members, but the creatures as well. A strong grade in Care of Magical Creatures is required to get anywhere near this apprenticeship.

Department of International Magic Cooperation — 1 year

The Department of International Magic Cooperation is the truly political side of the Ministry. These people represent the Ministry and act as its voice when travelling to other Ministries. These are people who have often been promoted from other departments, for varying reasons - being multilingual, elevated social status, mediation skills, and more. But more recently the Ministry has tried recruiting straight out of Hogwarts. The diplomats dream, the Department of International Magic Cooperation can be tricky to get into, but those who do tend to finish their careers here.

Apparation Education — 1 year

It is one thing to be able to apparate, it is another entirely to have mastered it to the point that you can educate others. Even completing this internship is no guarantee that you’ll one day teach as many years of training is required to one day teach. Instead most who follow through with this training program instead end up working in testing. Some mastery of charms is required for on the spot healing.

Quidditch League — 1 year

With the international attention on quidditch it’s no surprise that the training for future quidditch referees and officials is run by the ministry. Recruiting both quidditch fans straight from school and ex amateur and professional players, this program is surprisingly competitive due to the large amount of on the job training.

Department of Mysteries— 3 years

In the department of mysteries, even the research assistants have assistants, and interns in this department are here to support everyone, in whichever manner they can. While far from being an unspeakable with limited access to the dept of mysteries and everything contained within, every unspeakable started here. an entire department full of research and experimentation, coming into this apprenticeship guarantees you a lack of sleep, a dependency on caffeine, and probably a loss of social life, due to the hours you’ll be putting in. Those with a thirst for knowledge and strong work ethic will do well here, as long as they can handle the pressure. There is no option to apply directly to this department, instead applicants to other programs, and even entry level jobs, are invited to interview for an undisclosed job.

External Apprenticeships 

Cursebreaker, in partnership with Gringotts Bank — 2 years

A career in this field is an exciting one, the promise of danger and adventure is a true one. Once fully trained a cursebreaker can break into smaller specialities and find work in many different ways and places. Through the ministry and Gringott’s are two popular destinations for a comfortable and lucrative career. But one may also end up treasure hunting and freelancing. This is not a career for the faint of heart or anyone missing a few NEWTs, Gringotts is seeking highly driven and skilled graduates to be further trained and will not waste resources on anyone they feel is not cut out for the job. 

Wandmaker, in partnership with Hornby’s of Hogsmeade  — 2 years with further training required afterwards

When one thinks of a wandmaker, usually Hornby’s is not one that first comes to mind. For many years those makers, the likes of Ollivander’s and Gregorovich, dominated the industry while Hornby’s was quietly working away, creating and supplying wonderful wands to those who needed them at a lower price tag. Wands for the hard working witch or wizard, Hornby’s have a few limited wandmaking apprenticeships, a rare entry point into a very closed off industry.

Healer, in partnership with St Mungo’s — 3 years

St Mungo’s is pleased to offer this opportunity to any student that wants to become a healer, it is an accelerated and immersive program not for the faint of heart. The work is hard but important, especially as tensions rise, the need for healers rises. A healer for St Mungo’s will face challenges such as curse and hex removal, potion reversals, magical accidents and catastrophes, broken bones and all manner of other complaints. But going home at the end of the day with a full heart makes the hard work and long road to become a healer worth it.

Mediwix, in partnership with St Mungo’s — 2 years

Mediwix go through the same educational and training requirements as healers but find themselves in different scenarios and situations. Mediwix attend sporting events and are on scene to attend to any injuries suffered, they can be employed by the team itself, or by a dragonologists reserve or any number of other exciting positions that require on sight medical care. This also encompasses what muggles may call nurses, who assist the healers and may assist in on special magical treatment and surgeries. Mediwix spend more time with actual patients than most of their medical counterparts and the job requires a focus and tenderness unmatched elsewhere.

Mediwix, in partnership with St Mungo’s and the Department of Magical Law Enforcement (Field Mediwix) — 2 years

In this specialised program mediwix are trained not only in field medicine and general practice but in trauma and combat. They are on the front lines of any conflict and help keep muggles and wizards alike safe. These mediwix work directly with aurors and hit wix and are on call 24/7. It is a tough job but someone has to do it and if you feel cut out for something challenging than this is the right choice for you! 

Broadcast Media, in partnership with Wizarding Wireless Network — 1 year

This area of media is for those with a voice, one that can be heard by the masses. Singers, comedians, sports broadcasting etc, this is the home for all of that. Wixen in this speciality are trained, voice lessons and appearances and interviews, ready to become the voices the wizarding world loves, laughs at and listens to in good times and bad. Professionals come out of this program ready to become professional performers, announcers for the national quidditch teams and more, so sign up today and make your voice heard!

Print Media, in partnership with The Daily Prophet — 1 year

If finding the truth is your calling then find your way into this program. Hands on experience in the newsroom and cutting room floor of the Daily Prophet is invaluable to anyone hoping to become a journalist. From beauty columns to investigative pieces and politics, there is intrigue and fascination in every word, on every page. Come be a part of one of the most important career fields the wizarding world has to offer, come find the truth! 

Security, in partnership with Hazim Droll: Security and Security Trolls — 1 year

The wizarding worlds most important jobs may often go unseen but protecting our places and people is beyond a necessity. Hazim Droll company is offering a course on protection, private and commercial to anyone with the presence to try. Fitness, stealth, combat magic and more is taught in this program and should attract the sort that finds strength vital. Come display your prowess and become a trusted member of this impressive service. 

Entry Level

Not everything can be revamped, not everything needs replaced, and not everyone has the NEWT grades needed to get onto a ‘Better Future’ course. That’s where the entry level ministry jobs come in, with a handful of middling OWL results the world is your oyster! Or at least the world of lower level bureaucracy. 

Improper Use of Magic Office

An office that is at once called a vital touchstone in the defence of the wizarding world and a vipers nest of needless bureaucracy, it would be an understatement to say the Improper Use of Magic Office is an odd place to work. Commonly referred to as a necessary evil, but evil none the less, this department is constantly flooded with paperwork and flying memos turn the room a stark purple with their whizzing and presence. Clerks here must sort through dozens of reports a day and decide which need to be addressed further and which can be tossed. If they are to be addressed further they must stamp and mark them in triplicate and pass them on to the correct department. They deal with a majority of the other departments and perhaps therefore experience the most varied social lives within the ministry, however they are not terribly popular due to them sending even more required paperwork to the various departments they work with.

Accidental Magic Reversal Squad — Office

The Accidental Magic Reversal Squad, while dull sounding, is incredibly important in terms of community safety. Accidental magic accidents can happen to anyone, particularly younger Wizards and Witches who are not always in full control of their magic, especially those of Muggleborn descent, whose families may not always understand what is happening. When this happens those in the Accidental Magic Office are there to ensure that a response can be decided and implemented before things get out of hand. Heavily involved in keeping with the international statute of secrecy, this department deals both with upholding the statute and logistics. In a fair number of responses heavy coordination with the Obliviator office is required so cross promotion between these two departments is common.

Wizengamot Administration Services

Perhaps the reason why the Wizengamot Administration Services has a higher percentage of muggleborns than most ministry offices is due to the fact it has the most direct muggle equivalent. With varied roles ranging from scheduling the Wizengamot and scheduling the daily calendar for the Wizengamot to providing individual secretaries for each member of the Wizengamot and those highly placed in the ministry;  the clerks and secretaries for the Wizengamot are the most valuable and highly skilled. They perform their tasks with speed and accuracy and are highly coveted by their chosen representative on the Wizengamot. This department is very competitive and among the highest paid, with opportunities to manage future campaigns for elected seats and sit on some meetings and cases. Clerks are those responsible for the entire Wizengamot, including some degree of input into the assignment of secretary. Current clerks interview and train their replacements and despite the title of clerk or secretary they are quite respected in the ministry.

Obliviator Office

Being an Obliviator is rarely any young Wix’s dream career and being one of those responsible for determining if an Obliviator is necessary even less so. Smaller than the departments they coordinate with, the Obliviator’s often just verify their services are required and then send field operatives to act on those departments orders. Of course they still have to devise the cover stories and be incredibly precise in order for the field operatives to only remove the necessary memories and nothing of importance. An inexperienced or ill prepared Obliviator can cause more damage than repair and so these team members ensure they are always prepared. A muggleborn once compared the art of obliviation to that of brain surgery, though this is not quite understood by most Obliviators.

Muggle Worthy Excuses Committee

This department deals with minor incidents that need a bit of explanation to muggles but nothing that might end up on the evening news, just page eight of the next mornings paper if anything. It is a very small department with perhaps a half dozen people who spend their days writing and cataloguing explanations or excuses and filing them away for future use or adding them to the files that come across their desks slightly regularly. It is a very relaxed office and one couldn’t exactly say it’s busy but it comes with the same full ministry benefits package and can be attractive to those needing a ministry job but lacking in ambition.

Beast, Being and Spirit Division Office

The Beast, Being and Spirit Division Offices are responsible for registering, protecting, and overseeing many groups, and as such there are many fields of expertise to be found within this department. Those who work in these offices are the first to investigate claims of sightings or disturbances, and will determine if action is necessary in their field, and if it is, will determine the appropriate response. It can certainly be dangerous, but those with a level of travel and affinity for creatures may do well here.

Pest Advisory Office 

Like any pest, those of the magical variety sometimes need specialist attention. The Pest Advisory Office is a service of the  Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures and operates via an owl post helpline. Focused on assisting magical households with pest problems and supporting the relocation of such creatures, the Pest Advisory Office has many entry level opportunities available, whether your skills be in Pixie trapping, Chizperfles collection or simply allocating tasks to officers, the Pest Advisory Office could be for you. 

Floo Network Authority

A modest but highly important part of the ministry, the Floo Network Authority regulates, maintains and connects the Floo network within the UK. Regulation Officers have the job of making sure paperwork, and connection status’ are up to date while Connections Specialists get to travel in order to maintain and connect new Floo lines. Both office bound and field bound positions are exciting job prospects that can sometimes have you listening in to various private conversations while regulating lines or have you visit some interesting places. 

Broom Regulatory Control 

The Department of Transportation simply couldn’t function without this integral part of it. The Broom Regulatory control office has the important task of approving new broom models before they go out for purchase. They are also the ones to provide rules for broom use and are in constant communication with other departments when any broom or wix on a broom may endanger the statute. The position is an interesting one, that can certainly have you seeing any of the newest broom’s and accessories before they hit the market.

Portkey Office

When one embarks on a career within the Portkey Office, one does not do so lightly. It is a role of great responsibility and requires an eye for detail. The Portkey Office coordinate portkeys both in the UK and Internationally. Members of this office must keep their wits about them as they are responsible for who comes and goes, what objects are used as portkeys and (maybe even the most important task of all) Muggle Management, to be sure that no Portkey falls into the hands of a muggle. If you think you have what it takes to be able to perform these tasks up to standard, then the Portkey Office could promise you a career of both national and international travel and a lifetime worth of antiquing.

Hogsmeade Shops

An office job isn’t for everyone, enter Hogsmeade. A twenty minute walk from Hogwarts and 30 minutes on broom from Kyle of Lochalsh, the entirely wixen village lies on the north western slopes of Sgùrr na Lapaich in Glen Strathfarrar and is the shopping hub for all Scottish wix.

Ceridwen’s Cauldrons

Ceridwen’s offers skills and careers in smithing and metallurgy along with your standard sales focused roles. There is also the promise of innovation and invention, as the birthplace of the self stirring cauldron. Ceridwen’s is family owned and operated but are always looking for a few extra folks to come into the fold.

Dervish & Banges

A place for the tinkerers among us, a job at Dervish & Bagnes offers hands on expierence with the crafting and repair of the wizarding worlds most common magical objects and instruments. A wide knowledge can be gained of how things work, and how to both break and fix many useful things employed in every day life.

Dogweed and Deathcap

This shop is exciting in that it houses rare and unique, and often dangerous, magical plants and greenery. A herbologists dream, the anyyone who works here should be prepared to deal with both the international magical cooperation imports office, and a lifetime of grubby hands. 

Dominic Maestro’s

For the music savvy wix, Dominic has a lot to offer. The sell and repair of magical instruments, how to enchant and disenchant and your regular old tuning. Any wix who loves or plays music would find a happy match here.

Gladrags Wizard Wear

An exciting opportunity for any fashion forward wixen, Gladrags offers the chance to apprentice to those that not only design and make unique and interesting wizarding attire but the opportunity to travel to their sister stores in Paris, London and Diagon Alley. They’ve also chosen to supply both their trainee tailors and those who work the tills with unlimited unusual socks!

Hogsmeade Post Office

Though it may seem mundane, the post office actually houses two to three hundred owls who require care and training, so any wixen interested in working with magical creatures, or finding a good segue into that department in the ministry, may want to consider a job here.

Hog’s Head Inn

When the brightness and cleanliness of The Three Broomsticks isn’t quite your cup of tea the Hog’s Head Inn ins where to go. Despite it’s reputation the food is good and the limited rooms are surprisingly clean. A job here mightn’t pay as well as others but the interesting clientele does make up for it.

Honeydukes

Who wouldn’t want to work in a sweets shop? The chance to smell like sugar quills and bring smiles to the faces of patrons and students is one that should not be passed up. Working in a fast pasted a business like Honeydukes is invaluable and the perks are innumerable, better get on this quick before the spots all fill up!

Hornby’s of Hogsmeade

When one thinks of a wandmaker, usually Hornby’s is not one that first comes to mind. For many years those makers, the likes of Ollivander’s and Gregorovich, dominated the industry while Hornby’s was quietly working away, creating and supplying wonderful wands to those who needed them at a lower price tag. Wands for the hard working witch or wizard, Hornby’s have a several opportunities awaiting eager witches or wizards in retail positions within the store. 

J. Pippin’s Potions

Any aspiring potioneer should jump at this opportunity! J Pippin’s has branches throughout London and Scotland with plans to expand. A career making move, to own and operate your own apothecary, a franchise perhaps? Apply and find out.

Madam Puddifoot’s Tea Shop

If you love love, come work at Madam Puddifoot’s! With the chance to be a matchmaker, and to make and brew the best tea in British wizarding society, who wouldn’t want to work here?

Scrivenshaft’s

Though it may only appear to be a supply shop for all your parchment, ink and quill needs it could be so much more. The chance to write your own book perhaps while learning how a business is run, discounts on rainbow ink and the opportunity to innovate and add to the new idea of glitter ink? Apply now!

Spintwitches Sporting Needs

For the best quidditch and sporting good supplies come to Spintwitches. The chance to meet current, past and future sports professionals is high, along with access to the best equipment. Any enthusiast would love working here, especially those who love the sport but just aren’t inclined to make a professional team. Watch the British national team crush everyone, on a special television in the shop, while taking care of your favourite broom models.

The Magic Neep

A greengrocer, where the whole family can come and shop. There isn’t too much to say about The Magic Neep, but it could suit those who have some experience with muggle convenience stores, as the similarities abound.

The Three Broomsticks

The best establishment for food and drink, quiet conversation and the occasional tenant, come to The Three Broomsticks. There are many positions available and the pay is quite good for those coming in with little to no experience. A job here could prepare one for a career in wizarding food and beverage.

Tomes and Scrolls

A specialist bookshop, only the most avid and dedicated readers and collectors can be found within. Imagine collating the most unique and rare books found in the wizarding world, heading into muggle London to find books not sold anywhere else. It may sound dull but tomes and scrolls is offering intrigue and adventure leaping off every page.

Zonko’s Jokeshop

Zonko’s joke shop is the standard for all pranks and jokes for every Hogwarts student past, present and future. The lucky candidates chosen to work here would have access to the best products to demonstrate and market, as well as enjoy themselves. Who wouldn’t want to play with incredible products all day every day? Apply soon, before all the spots get filled by lucky, happy souls! 

Other

Wizengamot Seats

Note we will only be allowing applications for inherited or elected Wizengamot seats and we ask that applicants message the main before applying. See here for information on the Wizengamot.

Quidditch

Going professional in any sport is a tough thing, Quidditch is no exception. When best of the best can only make reserve, there’s no place for second best, can you make the team?

The Ballycastle Bats

Chudley Cannons

Holyhead Harpies

The Montrose Magpies

Teaching Assistants

With no guarantee of ever teaching at the end, teaching assistants tend to be those who want to gain extra experience in their chosen subject area. Taken on at each teachers discretion the roles and responsibilities vary by subject area.

Alchemy — Hermes Lille

A subject few take, it is rare for Professor Lille and his sole teaching assistant to be seen around the castle much spending many hours cooped up focusing on research and experiments.

Arithmancy — Bridget Wenlock

One of few wizarding subjects that involve maths and with calculators sadly not working at Hogwarts, Professor Wenlock’s two teaching assistants make up for this issue.

Astronomy — Flora McIntyre Ferré

With a nocturnal routine (and a noted fondness for firewhisky) Professor McIntrye delegates much of her daytime work to her two teaching assistants.

Care of Magical Creatures — Silvanus Kettleburn

No one could blame Professor Kettleburn for having some of the most assistants in Hogwarts, after all the man has less limbs than most. But it is true that Professor Kettleburns aides are much more assistants than teaching assistants, with the four of them being responsible for the care of many of Hogwart’s creatures.

Charms — Filius Flitwick

A job as teaching assistant to Professor Flitwick is vastly different than the other such roles in Hogwarts, in many ways more an option for further learning in charms than it is a chance to teach. Of course those lucky two assistants do have to pay their keep somehow… and no one likes to mark essays.

Defence Against the Dark Arts —  Annika van der Heide

Everyone knows that teaching defence is a one year gig, and the teaching assistant tends to be the same. One year in the assistants trenches, one year in the job and then you’re gone. So who’s next years professor?

Divination — Apollo Mospus

Deny it all he might Professor Mospus is getting on in years, there’s a reason why meany think he’s older than Dumbledore. No one can fault the man for leaving most of the day to day running of his classroom to his assistant, unlike others he does still teach.

Flying — Rolanda Hooch

Have you missed out on that spot on Montrose Magpies that you’ve dreamed of since you were a child? Or maybe you were rejected from the Quidditch League internship? Well fear not because after a year of helping Madam Hooch teach first years to fly you might just find those doors open again. No one can say her two assistants don’t work hard for their rewards.

Herbology — Pomona Sprout

There are only so many plants one woman can take care of, even with magic assistance, hence why Professor Sprout has two assistants helping her to maintain Hogwart’s greenhouses.

History of Magic — Cuthbert Binns

Does Professor Binns know he has teaching assistants? Many would claim he doesn’t, but that hasn’t stopped three people from claiming they have the job. And after all… a ghost can’t mark essays.

Muggle Studies — Gavin Janus

In muggle schools there is such a thing as ‘show and tell’, being Professor Janus’ teaching assistant makes ‘show and tell’ your job description. But hey! For one muggleborn it’s an easy paycheck.

Potions — Horace Slughorn

A recommendation from any teacher at Hogwarts can make or break even an international career, a  recommendation from a man with Professor Slughorn’s connections doubly so. And if you’re able to add having been his assistant for a year? No door is closed. But there is one thought that all three assistants share — is it really worth doing all of Sluggy’s job for him?

Study of Ancient Runes — Bathsehda Babbling

Wix from other countries are always surprised to hear Bathsehda Babbling called Professor Babbling, her reputation is her field is unparalleled and yet she still teaches? Much like Professor Flitwick, Professor Babbling’s teaching assistant is primarily there to study from her.

Transfiguration — Minerva McGonagall 

Perhaps the only teacher at Hogwarts who holds their teaching assistants to the letter of their job title. Teaching assistant, they .are there to help her teach; from wrangling classes of first years, to helping prepare students for their OWL exams, to helping her mark essays. Professor McGonagall takes her job seriously and she expects her two assistants to do the same.

[auroargraves]

Sfw, #9, gramander

Is someone multilingual? Do they try to teach another language to the other? How does it go?

Truthfully speaking, I headcanon Percival and Newt as multilingual.

Percival knows English obviously and he has mastered Gaelic since he was a child because his mother was from Ireland and she always talked to him in Gaelic just so he wouldn’t forget his root even though he was born as a Graves. Percival also knows a bit of French. Passable quality. Enough for him to get by whenever he’s in town for conferences and for him to throw thinly veiled insult whenever he’s annoyed with the French Aurors and Ministers.

Now Newt though. He has traveled the world; stepped on foreign soils and learned new languages and soaking up the fascinating cultures — humans and beasts alike.

He knows languages. Learns how to roll his tongue and purse his lips and use the correct syntax.

And he’s currently teaching Percival how to speak in Malay language.

“It’s one of the easiest languages in the world!” Newt exclaims. “There’s no nonsense about grammatical gender. No masculine nouns or female nouns. Everything is compartmentalised into “Aku”, “Dia”, “Kamu” for “I”, “She/He”, “You.” Isn’t that fascinating? Everyone has the same role in Malay language and there’s no discrimination in it!”

Percival looks at his lover and notes the way he is flushed in the face as Newt pulls out yellowed around the edges book about the Malay language.

“Plus! The language is very, very romantic. You only utter one word to express your deep feeling. For example, when you miss someone, when you yearn for someone and you want to hold them in your arms in the deepest jungle of Borneo, you just look up at the stars and say, “Rindu.”

“Rindu?” Percival asks and Newt nods.

“Rindu” as in “I miss you. I yearn for you. I long to be with you. Every sharp painful feeling you have in your chest from missing someone so much is compressed into one single word and that is “Rindu”.

Percival tilts his head to the side, watching the way the lights from the fire in the hearth splashes across Newt’s face.

“How about love? When I love someone so much that I feel happy and scared at the same time. When I look at the person I love, I feel like my chest is being clawed from the inside out by how much I love this person?”

Newt glances up and catches Percival’s gaze before he ducks his head to hide a shy smile.

“If you feel like that towards someone then the word for it is “Sayang”. It’s such a soft word when you say it; like a quiet whisper, a sighing breath like you can’t believe this person is yours,” Newt explains, his smile growing wider when Percival keeps peering at him. “It’s a word that you don’t lightly use in the Malay culture. It carries your feeling, your longing, your hope for that one person whom you truly love.”

Percival crawls closer to where Newt is sitting; peering his face up, trying to catch Newt’s eyes and when green meets hazel, Percival whispers the word.

“Sayang.”

He utters it in a breathless sigh in a complete reverence that Newt can’t help but leans in to kiss Percival slowly, softly; murmuring back the word into Percival’s mouth, hoping it will warm his heart.

[buttered-baguette-writes]

Here are some excerpts! The fic has now been completely rewritten and everything from ch.11 on is brand new!

(c.3)

“For putting your creatures in harms way, I will deal with the black market. Punish the fools, save the creatures. Give them to you?”

Newt hummed. “I doubt I have room for them all but thank you.”

“I’m sure I could figure something out,” Grindelwald said. Newt’s gaze became curious, but he moved on. “And for harming you – for each thing I ask, you can ask two. Plus, you can disregard the ‘rules’ if you so wish.”

“So, the terms we just agreed on only apply to you?” Newt asked. He couldn’t stop the short laugh that fell past his lips when the blonde nodded. “You are unbelievable.”

“Is that a yes?”

(c.4)

Newt coughed into his drink. Once he recovered, he narrowed his eyes at his guest before looking away. “No. It’s simply good tea,” he mumbled as he watched the older man wave over the second mug and gracefully take a sip. His eyes trailed down as Grindelwald swallowed. Newt quickly adverted his eyes. “Where could I find more?”

“It is a one-of-a-kind flavour. And for you, Scha–Newton, it is free.”

That didn’t quite answer Newt’s question. “Thanks?”

“I’ll bring a larger box next time, yes?” Gellert asked. “Or you can pick some up when you come by.”

Newt raised a brow from behind his cup.

“It was originally going to be a test–” Gellert didn’t miss the annoyed look that was shot his way. “–but now I’m asking as a favour. I’ve recently purchased a book under an alias. I was hoping you could pick it up for me and drop it off, then stay for dinner?”

Newt hummed, setting his cup down on the table. He looked the other man up and down before asking, “Can you not ask me to dinner like a reasonable person?”

Gellert laughed. The sound that resonated from his chest was soft but deep, and Newt found it as intoxicating as he had all those years ago. It was free from the usual control the blonde held over his emotions and expressions.

Something in Newt was roused from its sleep. He wanted to hear that laugh more often.

“Well, I’d really appreciate it if you could get the book for me.” There was a small smile on Gellert’s lips. “Would you like to stay for dinner afterwards?”

“Since you asked like a reasonable person, yes, I will,” Newt replied.

(c.6)

What he didn’t know, was that Gellert had come down an hour beforehand but got so immersed in watching the beautiful man interact with the creatures that he forgot what it was he went down there to do. It was always a great pleasure to watch the magizoologist at work, even if some of the creatures could be a bit hostile sometimes.

“Lucy, did you say?” Gellert asked as he moved closer. He joined the red head on the ground for two reasons. One, Newt’s shirt was sitting loose and haphazardly in a way that it showed off his collarbone when he leant against the ground. And two, Gellert wanted to see it up close.

(c.11)

“Schatz, I cook for you because you are mein Herzchen. I enjoy it.” Gellert held the red head tighter as he spoke, resting their foreheads together. They shared a soft smile and Gellert couldn’t help but press a quick peck to Newt’s lips. “I enjoy doing things for you – spoiling you, as others might put it. Being with you, being able to hold you, to love you, is enough for me. I need no gift in return apart from you by my side.” He finished with another soft kiss.

For anyone that is interested, I am rewriting/editing my fic on ao3 "To N, From G"

Hopefully that means I can finally upload NEW chapters and finish the story.

[classification-newt-scamander]

TM10, TM14, TM29, TM67, TM93 and TM99 please? :) (I hope that's not too much to ask)

Not at all friend! I’m happy to answer all the asks~ Thank you very much :D @director-percival-gravesTM10: Hidden Talents

The ability to dance well when drunk. A couple pints of cider coupled with a descent live music band and Newt is dancing to the rhythm with any willing partner. All night. He’ll go until it reaches the early hours and he crashed. Secondly, he’s multilingual, he can talk in several languages thanks to his travels. Easily able dissect the language and speak on a conversational level.TM14: Angry NewtNewt seethes. Quietly until his rage consumes him and all his words spill out of him in an fury that leaves everyone stunned. He is passionately angry but won’t resort to physical violence unless caught in the moment. For little things. You might not ever know Newt is angry with you, he’ll slowly distance himself from the person who’s wronged him on a personal level until they’re left wondering whatever happened to their friendship, when did it break down? Leaving them to reflect and Newt doesn’t pay a moment’s thought to the person again. With the odd exception. TM29: FateIt’s never wise to dismiss forces such as fate on an interpersonal level, whether it exists shouldn’t be the question. It’s whether a person has the ability to believe in a force so strongly that becomes a natural occurring phenomenon. The answer is then yes. TM67: Forgive and ForgetYes. Newt can easily forgive and forget his creatures that lass out to him, they don’t know better and most of the time it is his fault. Humans on the other hand. Not quite. They leave a weary scar on his emotional well being that leave him vulnerable and hardened to future social interaction.  TM93: Consequences of your actionsNever. Newt asks whether his moral consequence can live with the action before he leaps to it. Is it right? Should he save those creatures? Should be save a scared child? Should be travel to blank? Danger is no object. He’s going before the logic talks him out of it. TM99: What amazes you?Mythical creatures. Nature. The natural wonderment of the world working in harmony that hums throughout the world. The ecological system of beauty that is nothing but amazing and magical. And the ability to feel the warmth from a kindred spirit. 

[theventilationblog]

a list of reasons to be happy i made in 2011 (between sophomore and junior years of high school)

edited for clarity but content was not changed. i laughed.

-cheesecake on transatlantic flights -kikkoman curry -Berlin -Damian McGinty -SHINee -The Field Museum -red pandas -Raise Your Glass (the song) -braiding -napping in class -old quilts -water that doesn't taste like iron -men with flat bellies instead of abs -two people being smitten kittens -Wicked -manatees -comfy jeans -having a plan that works -when teachers get it -donut holes -fleece -teddy bears sewn by friends -first kisses you don't regret (note: I wouldn't get my first kiss until seven years later) -reformed Neo-Nazis -names like Aurelia, Violet, Alice, etc -hotels in Poland -being a walking encyclopedia -the Viennese opera -Dracula -staying in lalaland for hours at a time -snow on Christmas -hetamochis (??) -Harry Shum Jr. -the banned book list -chocolate milk -classy piercings -RAW red hair dye -when the photo comes out perfect in every way -fedoras -pink lemonade -cupcakes with pudding inside -analyzations -hitting a note just right -motorcycle riding -Harry Potter -affectionate cats -white chocolate Reese's -temporary tattoos -Grammas that are awesome -when someone owes you money instead of you owing them -no-change gym days -Welsh corgis -giant pandas -heart-shaped bamboo -Within Temptation -Butterfinger -boating on Lake Michigan -lolita fashion -Johnny Depp -carnivals -fireworks -mini hot dogs -ALL cheese -non-preachy religious people -chesire cats -solemnly swearing you're up to no good -not straightening hair -collecting a new flag -Letter from A Birmingham Jail -convers -the Gorillaz -Huckleberry Finn -super-cheesy pizza -triple ear piercings -light blue sapphires -The Mummy -all-day Chicago passes -classic Disney -the London Eye -ice water that doesn't taste like metal -frogs -girls with masculine names -Scott Pilgrim vs The World -trench coats -Amy Lee -flavored condoms (?? you've never even seen a dick let alone handled a condom!) -coffee stains -Monroe piercings -guys with pink hair -sparkles -jewfros -Skullcandy -blueberry pancakes -zebra print -newts -teachers that get it -Falconlore (???) -Chicago Blackhawks -plain shirts with striped sleeves -when the whole second floor is sick from the smell of bleach and you're fine with it -the perfect red lipstick (which you didn't start wearing until you were like 21 what the fuck) -old Chinese hairstyles -Esmeralda -laughing so hard you forget to breathe -Fanfiction.net -clownfish -jellyfish -Superfast Jellyfish -2D -Sailor Moon -sheep -Olive Garden -seals -pocket watches -winning 2nd place -cat's eyes -quartz -Storage Wars -old friends -new friends -philosophy -discovering a girl can function just fine without a boyfriend -chickens -The Walking Dead -plot twists -Giza -Russian river cruises -The Warsaw Phoenix -finding old photos of family members in gramma's stuff -knowing there may be vikings in your ancestry -sliced pickles -lop-eared rabbits -Rugrats -having way too many stuffed animals -Dancing with The Stars -Norman Reedus -hating a character everyone else loves -old graveyards -the absence of urban progress -skittles -Christmas is coming! -squeaky wheels -new bottles of scented lotion -when strangers give you money -YouTube -Sleeping Beauty's tiara -baby pictures -learning from your mistakes and doing it right the next time -Spencer's -old favorite bands finally releasing new music -turtles -babies that don't cry -whole milk -strawberry Oreos -children's swimsuits with tutu skirts -figure skating -Dreamworks -multilingual Once Upon A December -random buttons -cabbie hats with pins -squeaky hiccups -competing to be the first finished with a quizz