#otp: better than firewhisky

[sizeisnoguarantee]

In my absence did someone point out that this song is about Harry and Ginny? Because let me tell you, it’s about Harry and Ginny. 

[remmyswritings]

8th year headcannon// theodore “teddy” nott x reader

You happened to save Theo during the battle and he became immensely grateful to your because of it

He definitely went looking for you when everything was over, partly to say thank you and partly because he was worried since you definitely seemed super innocent to him and might be on the rather short side

He felt like he had to protect you

He finds out your a Puff who is incredibly protective of people, this mostly comes when you decide to a punch someone else in the face after they make a rude and degrading comment about Theo, “stuff like that is why we just fought this battle in the first place so why don’t you do us all a favor and stick that comment of yours up your ass.”

When you find out he has no place to stay, especially since he won’t go back to his manor cause it reminds of his dad nor Malloy Manor bc... well that’s one obvious, you practically drag him to the little flat you call home

He is really surprised and is like “You just met me, how could you let me stay here?” So you’re like “we all need someone so I’ve decided to be that someone for you.”

He learns that you can’t return a puff, when they become attached to you they will be your someone for the rest of your life

He is still super nervous around you until you sit him down one day and tell him that he doesn’t have to share anything or even be with you in the flat but that you’ll always be able to come to him if he needs anything

Still something in him says that you need him as much as he needs you so he stays and the two of you become friends who happen to act like more than friends

The two of you decide to return to Hogwarts and to help Theo stay comfortable you decide that even though you are still in Hufflepuff you’ll spend all your time with him

You happen to shock him though when you go and sit with him the first night since he figured you’d be with your Hufflepuff friends.

Turns out you explain to McGonagall everything that happened and she recognizes that a lot of students need one another for comfort so she secretly gives you the Slytherin password so that you can spend time with Theo... she definitely lefts the ban for boys going to girls rooms for all the older students

Your Puff friends get sort of mad at you but you call them out on their shit and put them in their place and then they sort of end up adopting Theo, BECAUSE THEO IS A SOFT AND SWEET BOY WHO NEEDS LOVE

You end up getting close to Blaise, Draco, and Parkinson as well and even though it isn’t as close to how you are with Theo you are still very protective

Exhibit A: you punched some Gryffindor in the face when he started to gang up on Malfoy and Parkinson for their actions

You definitely bring a softer side out of the four of them and teach them that’s it’s okay to feel emotions other than rage

Help Draco and the Golden Trio set aside their differences even if it is sort of difficult for them (aka Harry and Ron, Hermione understands where you are coming from)

All of them see how much love you and Theo have for one another and not only do they ship you but they also have a running bet about when the two of you will finally fess your your feelings

Pansy considers locking the two of you in a room but the others say that that’s cheating so she doesn’t do it (plus Theo is more afraid of small spaces now and she can’t hurt her friend like that)

It takes a while it’s about midway through the year when some asshole decided to hit on you and make you super uncomfortable that Theo reveals that he is in love with you

The school definitely considers the two of you to be #1 OTP

McGonagall sees the effect that you have on all of these students and can’t help but smile because damn did you suffer as well but you still had the strength to help all of these other students accept and move on

You practically move into Theo’s dorm when the two of you start dating since it’s easier for the two of you to sleep at night being next to one another

Also Ron and Pansy won the bet, and when you and Theo find out you can’t help but find it hilarious but also be slightly embarrassed by it

Theo definitely calls you His Badger Queen while you call him Her Serpent King

The two of you are just two people so very much in love and are super affectionate with one another and especially after you find out him and the other Slytherin boys are touch starved you do everything you can to fix it (ofc Theo still gets more attentions than the others)

Nobody can really say anything bad about the two of you since you compliment one another so well and if someone did happen to say something bad they’d first deal with Malfoy, Parkinson, Zabini, Potter, Granger, and Weasleys (Ron and Ginny) and then finally Theo

Theo’s always last cause he first takes the time to check up on you and make sure you’re okay and if you aren’t okay he does what he can to make you feel better

Im rambling now

Should I do another one of these?

Like I feel like I should.... they are fun to write

WHAT SHOULD I DO ?!?

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[thegirlwholovessky]

It gets really weird seeing people shipping "Drarry" or "Harmoine" after you have read the books. I mean reading the books,I understood that Harry has always seen Hermione as a sister, and she sometimes doesn't understand him and annoys him and in the case of Ginny... I know how JK has written Harry describing other people in a normal blunt way but when it comes to Ginny, he is all poetic and puppy! Describing her glow "as the setting sun", watching her from the Hogwarts express, risking his life if there is "slightest, slimmest chance" ginny is alive in COS, watching her put her hand in the butter plate, appreciating her all the way in OP, Looking at each other - sharing an internal joke when Percy wanted to impress Penelope, making the cute "getwellsoon" singing card for him, joking around each other during the summer at Grimmauld Place during OP.

This was all before he even liked her. Slowly throughout the books, their relationship progresses in the most nicest way. Him feeling relieved after talking to her in the library, describing her blazing hair and blazing look, kissing her is the most ecstatic he has ever felt more better than firewhisky, watching her in firelight, spending time at the lake, just being with made him "happier than he could remember being in a long time"

After the breakup, they didn't stop loving or missing each other, watching her on the map, frustrated that Ron interrupted their special moment, Missing her everyday while hunting horcruxes, art Luna's place hoping she is thinking of him, the need to shout her name loudly in the dark, Missing her more than Hogwarts, feeling lonely in the presence of Ron and Hermione holding hands.

I know in the movies their relationship is poorly developed, but in the books and the real story - I think Ginny and Harry are the ultimate OTP and so are Ron and Hermione!!!!!!

[m-steraquasgf-restinpeace]

for all my issues with movie!hinny i can at least appreciate the beautiful fact that movie!ginny grew up to be taller than movie!harry, feeding my appetite for tall girl/short guy ships

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“Yes, my tiara sets off the whole thing nicely,” said Auntie Muriel in a rather carrying whisper. “But I must say, Ginevra’s dress is far too low cut.”

Ginny glanced around, grinning, winked at Harry, then quickly faced the front again. Harry’s mind wandered a long way from the marquee, back to afternoons spent alone with Ginny in lonely parts of the school grounds. They seemed so long ago; they had always seemed too good to be true, as though he had been stealing shining hours from a normal person’s life, a person without a lightning-shaped scar on his forehead. …”

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Once upon a time there was a meeting of minds The sun and the moon made a deal with the sky One would take the morning and the other the night Together they would blanket the world with light But the moon had a shadow, he felt like a liar The sun was the only one who carried the fire The sun saw this, she kept on glowing Bound to the moon, never saying, "you owe me"

She said I'll shine on you (shine on you) I will shine on you (shine on you) I will shine on you (shine on you) I will shine on you

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Happy Birthday Harry - whiletheothersurviveshp

Birds chirping and fluttering in the canopy of the trees above them, that’s what woke Ginny up in the very early morning of July 31st. Her lids fluttered open, revealing a world that was still colored in shades of blue as the sky just began its ascension above the horizon. 

Shifting her body so that her chest was resting on the man next to her. Brown eyes carefully inspected his features, in a rare moment of peaceful slumber. Slender fingers trailed lightly under his jaw line, already a bit more pronounced then when they fled from the Burrow in a cloak of darkness just a fortnight ago. That first night at Grimmauld Place was an unexpected end to the emotional roller coaster they had gone on that day. 

The two weeks since had gone by in fits and starts, containing moments both good and bad. They had kept moving, after all it was harder to detect a target that did not remain still. Every evening they settled in a new location, sometimes they found lodging in barnes or abandoned houses. Other times, like last night, they had to find their shelter in the covering nature provided.   

That is how Ginny found herself lying in a single sleeping bag with Harry in a beautiful  copse of trees far out in the English countryside. Leaning up she pressed her lips lightly to the corner of his mouth causing him to stir.

"What time is it," he muttered almost incoherently. 

"Early," she whispered.

Precariously he opened an eye and immediately groaned. “Why would you wake me up before the sun?" 

"You know what day it is." Her voice was annoyingly cheerful for such early hour. 

"It’s early, remember, ask me something easier."

Rolling her eyes she turned over and slid the zipper of their makeshift bed down. Pushing up onto her knees she looked down at him. “It is July 31st, 1997. Also known as the day you come of age. So get up," she demanded as she began poking him at various points in his side.

"Alright, alright, I’m up," he said frustrated as he sat up and ran a hand through hair that was sticking up in all directions.

The young witch allowed him enough time to clean up and change his clothes before taking him by the wrist and leading him away from their camp. When they had been passing through the area yesterday she saw a beautiful lake that just so happened to be east of the forest. 

"Okay," she said when she finally stopped, “Here we are." 

"You woke me up to have me stand next to a lake," he questioned, the annoyance evident in his words.

Swatting him on the chest she replied, “I saw this yesterday and figured it was a perfect place to watch the sun rise on your seventeenth birthday. Also," she continued, her chin tilted up to look at him, a small pout forming on her bottom lip, “I couldn’t get you a gift so I wanted to give you a moment."

And just like that his entire countenance changed from one of annoyance to that of warmth. Reaching out he took hold of her arms and pulled her into him, enveloping her in his embrace. He placed a soft kiss on the top of her head. “You didn’t have to do anything. Having you here is enough." There was a tightness to his voice that made the red head wonder if he was about to cry, after all she could feel a stinging in her own eyes, but she decided not to comment on it.

"I know," was all the young witch said as she turned around, moving his arms down so they settled around her waist, and set her eyes to the horizon. “Happy birthday, Harry," she said quietly as she leaned her head against his chest.

How long the two stood there Ginny could not tell you but it was long enough for the rays of sun to reflect off of the rippling lake, creating a display of dancing light. It was a beautiful sight to take in and a lovely memory she would still think about on that very day years later. 

"So how does it feel to be an old man," she teased. The witch doubled over, strands of red flying everywhere as she struggled to escape his grasp when he began to tickle her in response. 

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Happy Birthday Harry - harrypotterhere

Checking the clock Ginny realized that it was less than a half an hour until her guest was set to arrive. After one final stir of the sauce with a wooden spoon she turned the burner to low to simmer some more and left the kitchen to get ready. 

As threw on a short, flowing dress she wondered how did she get here? How after all of these years was she preparing Harry Potter his favorite meal on birthday? They had separated those years ago for very clear reasons, she could still distinctly recall them. But almost a month ago she saw that messy raven hair in the bar and could not resist approaching him. Somehow during the weeks since then the reasons for the break up did not matter. They both had done a lot of growing apart, but the young witch could not help but wonder if perhaps it was time for them to grow together. 

She was just putting on her lipstick, a dark red, when she heard the bell. Pulling open the door she leaned against the frame and shot him a smile. “You smell that," she asked pointing behind her, “You better be glad I like you because it took hours." 

An hour later they were finishing up their spaghetti at the tiny table that so rarely saw use in the flat. Ginny grabbed the near empty wine glass, her second, and drank the last sip before asking. “So, how was it?"

Harry slurped up one last noodle, clearing his plate. Pushing his chair back from the table his brow furrowed pensively. “Very good. Though where is the cake? Did you get lazy on me Weasley?"

The red head threw her head back in a laugh. When she looked back at him a mischievous glint flashed in her brown eyes. Standing up she took the few steps from her chair to his and easily slid the dress over her head, revealing a form fitting teddy made of black mesh and lace. She swung a leg over his and settled on his lap, the toes of her high heels firmly on the floor. “I had a different idea for dessert," she said as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Happy birthday Harry," she whispered, leaning forward and hiding them in a curtain of red.