#scorpius is a gossip

[trolleybitch]

trolley does nano days 22-28!

in the immortal words of miley cyrus and/or x factor winner joe mcelderry, i can almost seeeee it, that dream i'm dreeeeaming

look how close we are friends!! there are 2 days left of nano and my total is currently standing at 45,877 words. we did not come this far to fall at the final hurdle! i managed to carve out some writing time alongside work/various outings this weekend and i am so close to properly catching up after the great appendicitis flatline of week two. my health is still not 100% but i will be damned if i don't make it to 50k.

tomorrow will be short on free time, but on wednesday i should have the whole evening free to sprint to that glorious finish line. wish me luck and many, many words!!

[dramioneasks]

Perfect (To Me) - DefinitelyNotAPoet - M, 58 chapters, Words: 242,911 - She was going to be sick. Hermione couldn’t quite comprehend the headline adorning the Daily Prophit this morning. Maybe it was her over tired brain. She did just give birth for the second time less than a week ago and she was beyond exhausted from night time feedings and having to make sure Rose wasn’t feeling less loved after the arrival of her baby brother. Ron had been practically absent throughout not only most of her second pregnancy but had almost missed the birth of their son. Now, Hermione surmised why. She read the headline again. "Coincidence or Planned: Ronald Weasley Bares Two on the Same Day Only Wombs Apart" By Rita Skeeter... She threw up.

[claymoresword]

I Choose Her | Epilogue

Hermione Granger x Slytherin Fem!Reader

Summary: You are the daughter of two known death eaters from one of the oldest and richest families in the wizarding world. Are you truly prepared to give up everything you know for Hermione Granger?

Pairing: Hermione x Reader

Wordcount: 2.4k

Warnings: time jump, smut, porn very little plot, draco & y/n , kid fic coded, y/n & hermione endgame obv

Note: Hi, so this is an epilogue in theory but i think what it ended up being is just an open ended conclusion. Which doesn't sound promising, but it also just means that there will more for me to expand on (for side chapters) so it's exciting! The main series is now concluded but i am nowhere near done with writing Hermione x Y/n within this particular universe that I've cultivated. Long story short: more to come!

Eitherway, hope you enjoy this one ;)

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Hermione turns towards the commotion in the living room, standing from her seat abruptly with her voice raised.

“Hugo! Give Scorpius a turn or I will shut that entire thing off, this is my final warning.” She asserts as the children bickered amongst themselves– fighting over the Playstation controller.

“Yes mother..” Your son mumbles, begrudgingly passing the controller over to his friend.

You lift the rim of the mug you are clutching up to your lips, masking your amusement at the display– your son has never taken to the idea of sharing; even with his own sister.

As anticipated, your attempt proves fruitless when you are caught on the receiving end of Hermione's narrowed gaze.

“Don't you dare laugh, he takes after you.” Hermione remarks as she pokes at your stomach, and your expression instinctively contorts in mock offense.

You soon turn to Draco and his wife, who remain sat across from you.

“Do you hear the way she speaks to me?” You retaliate in jest, earning a light slap to the arm from Hermione.

Astoria does grace you with a laugh, whether forced or not, you accept it as a small triumph.

Draco remains impartial, quickly redirecting the conversation.

“I've never understood those things” He gestures to the game console, and then the television it is attached to.

“I mean, when Y/n and I were their age we actually spent time outside.” Draco adds and you can't contain a scoff.

“Right, and you tormented me.” You contend, not allowing your best friend the chance to rewrite history simply to impress his wife.

“Did not.” Draco denies regardless.

You feel Hermione’s hand glide across your shoulders, causing them to relax involuntarily. Soon her fingers are delicately toying with your ear. A habit she had picked up over the years– one constantly reassuring, in an odd way.

“You were a nightmare.” You insist, leaning back in your chair, and Draco possesses enough cheek to appear affronted.

“I was a delight.” He claims defensively. This time it is Hermione who scoffs, and you allow yourself a smirk of satisfaction.

It is now two against one.

Astoria chuckles once more, hiding a smile behind her hand as she glances between you and your wife.

“Darling, I do find that hard to believe.. you seem to forget that we went to the same school, and Hogwarts was never immune to gossip.” She coos, turning to her husband, and Draco redirects his attention to her.

“Oh, now you're ganging up on me too?” He accuses, and you watch as Astoria smooths her hand across Draco's chest, up to the collar of his shirt. Without saying much else, she kisses him, and that quickly puts an end to the debate at hand.

You clear your throat, shifting in your seat as the couple escalated in their displays of affection.

You turn to Hermione, and she gives you a similar look in return, eventually nuzzling her face into the crook of your neck, an effort to escape the discomfort.

“I would say it's time for dessert but it appears they've already started.” Your quip, a whisper only for Hermione's ears.

Your wife stifles her laughter against your shoulder, glacing at the couple again, who remain in a full lip lock, oblivious to the world around them.

“Do you think they'd notice if you and I just got up and left right now?” Hermione asks, and you grin. Feeling inspired and overcome with the want to feel her mouth against your own.

“Probably not,” You respond, now leaning in to kiss her. Lightly at first, but as your hand slips around her waist, Hermione’s mouth opens wider, inviting your tongue.

You pull an involuntary moan out of her, causing your own smile to form mid kiss. Hermione breathes in sharply at the realization, before feebly shoving you away with her palm against your chest.

She is flushed, her chest heaving. Even after all the years of marriage; you'll never tire from watching this gorgeous woman blush.

Hermione averts her gaze, as if overwhelmed by your stare, and your smile only widens.

“I'll go fetch the cake.” Your wife says suddenly, her hand falls from your shoulder as she rises from her seat.

You can only watch as she disappeared into the kitchen.

Your own heart, pounding.

Seventeen years since you first met, and yet your pull towards Hermione remained formidable; your bond, unbreakable.

Seventeen years.

Your smile remains as you go to take another large swig from your mug. Draco and his wife have since stopped kissing, now instead whispering in secrecy to each other.

You roll your eyes, beginning to forget the point of inviting them today.

“Boys, dessert!” You bark, easily capturing Scorpious and Hugo's attention.

Now your son and his friend race towards the dinner table, disovering something new to squabble about.

Soon, Hermione emerges from the kitchen, a large lemon cake in one hand a stack of plates in another.

You then turn around in your seat to address your daughter. She had been a few paces away, sitting quietly by the window. Her nose in her book, as she often is. “Darling, do you want any cake?”

“Yes, please.” Rose replies simply, without looking up.

Your daughter; truly every bit like her mother. In both temperament, and appearance. Blessed with Hermione's rich curly hair and her gentle eyes. She's assertive as much as she is kind.

Your heart soars everytime you look at her, yet you are also overcome with the urge to weep all the same, for reasons unbeknownst to you.

Perhaps it was the cost of unconditional love, the price every parent had to pay. An impending burden that you could only do so much to ignore.

The fact is your daughter will not remain pristine and unspoiled forever. Life frowns upon innocence, it is bound to be stripped away from her; a violent and inescapable fate.

Change is a torturous and ugly thing, it is a challenge everyone must endure, no matter what you try to tell yourself.

“What's wrong?” Hermione's concern pulls you out your thoughts, you feel her hand grasping your arm.

You force yourself to smile, shaking your head dismissively. Now aware of Draco and Astoria's quizzical eyes on you.

“Nothing, I was just thinking.” You assure, resuming your position next to her at the table.

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You let out a breath of relief as Hugo finally slips into a slumber in your arms. You gently lift him to lay your son on his bed properly, subsequently draping the covers over him.

Shutting the book in your hand, you set it down on his nightstand, wary not to make too much noise.

“Goodnight, sweet boy.” You utter quietly, threading your fingers through his hair before placing a tender kiss upon his forehead.

Your son remains asleep as you exit his bedroom and gently shut the door behind you.

You roll your shoulders as you start down the stairs, stifling a groan at the ache.

However, any feelings of discomfort dissipate once you catch sight of Hermione, standing by the sink, still busy with the dishes.

“Do you need my help?” You offer as you step through the kitchen, rolling up your sleeves in preparation.

Hermione throws you a quick glance before replying. “No, thank you, I'm almost done.” Your wife says as she rinses the final traces of soap off a plate before propping it onto the drying rack.

Your stare soon turns incredulous as you approach your wife.

“I don't understand– you'd get the dishes done twice as quickly if you used your wand.. you won't even have to stand by the sink to do that.”

You remark, now standing close enough to Hermione that you can smell the familiar and welcomed scent of her hair.

“I prefer to wash them the normal way, I suppose I'm just used to it.” She explains and you let out a huff.

You needed no more proof that your wife is indeed, muggle-born.

“So odd.” You tease in return, Hermione lets out a breathless chuckle as you wrap your arms around her torso.

Your breasts pressing up against her back as you embrace her tightly from behind.

You observed as Hermione washed all traces of dish soap off her hands before turning off the faucet.

“Is Hugo asleep?” Your wife asks, and you nod. You hear the subtle way her breath catches in her throat as you kiss her neck.

“He did put up a brave fight, but he's out.” You quip.

*

Hermione’s chuckle morphs into a proper gasp as you slipped your hand underneath her shirt, cupping her breast, her nipple quickly growing hard from your touch.

Your wife merely leans further into you, allowing you better access to her neck.

“I don't think I got the chance to tell you how gorgeous you looked today.. I liked the dress.” You admit, nipping lightly at the column of her throat.

Hermione lets out a satisfied hum, pressing her rear harder against your groin, as she reaches back, her hand finds the nape of your neck. “I had a feeling you'd enjoy it.”

“Well, I did. You always look beautiful.” You state, expertly kneading her other breast, drawing a breathless moan from your wife; one that drives you half-mad with need.

“Fuck, you're perfect.” You praise her again, lips still brushing against her neck.

You swiftly shift your hand lower, unlacing her pajama bottoms, she lets you do so, quietly, for a moment.

“Even now? Even after how much my body has changed from bearing our children?” Hermione asks.

Ever since the birth of your son, insecurity has polluted her– and you find it entirely unwarranted.

Hermione is flawless, she deserves to feel beautiful and you aim to remind her of it everyday.

“Especially now.” You persist, finally slipping your hand inside her underwear.

Hermione lets out a louder moan as you boldly palm her heat, feeling how wet she is already.

She whimpers as your finger prods at her entrance. Your wife grips a fistful of your hair, her other hand firmly on the edge of the sink to steady herself.

“The children–” Hermione pants, her voice strained with arousal. Her words of concern do not match the way she is grinding against your hand ever so slightly.

“–are sound asleep in their beds.” You assure, finally entering with another finger.

Hermione’s hips buck against your touch as you are now knuckle deep inside of her. Broken gasps of pleasure is all she can manage as you begin pumping, slowly, in and out.

Your wife lets loose an unrestrained moan as you curl your fingers. You watch as she bites her bottom lip in an attempt to conceal her sounds of pleasure.

You can't help but groan at the sight.

It is near agony– no one should ever be this enticing.

Time is unrelenting to some, and cruel to most. Yet it has been generous to her; your wife has truly only gotten more desirable with age.

“You're so intoxicating..” You allow your own desires to speak.

Then, you place a lingering peck on her cheek, simultaneously pulling another loud moan from Hermione before she guides you in for a kiss, one on the mouth, desperate and hungry.

You consume her gasps and whimpers as you continue pumping in and out of her at a steady, yet urgent, pace.

Eventually, your thumb finds her clit, you begin rubbing in a circular motion in tandem, and soon, Hermione can no longer kiss you properly.

She is reduced to mewls and pants. She removes her fingers from your hair, letting her arm fall to her side before harshly gripping the hem of your shirt.

In truth, your wife could just as well shred the fabric to pieces and you simply wouldn't care.

Hermione's fingers graze your abdomen, and it is only then you notice that it was her clumsy attempt to undress you, but her plans are soon destabilized as a wave of pleasure wrecks her body anew.

You are now forced to place a hand over her mouth as your wife begins to tremble. She is close. You could feel it in the way her cunt was clenching around your fingers, almost painfully so.

“Come.. come for me, beautiful.” You urge, your breath against her ear; that is all it took for Hermione to surrender herself to her climax.

As she moans against your hand, you find yourself taking in the way her chest heaved violently, her fingers digging into the counter till her knuckles turned a pale white– utterly vulnerable, and breathtaking, and she is all yours.

“My god, y/n–” Hermione curses once she has gained enough of her strength back.

Even so, your wife continues to rest some of her weight against you, and you are happy to provide her the support.

Hermione mewls into your kiss as you pull your fingers out of her. She watches through hooded eyes as you pull away so you could take your digits into your mouth, tasting her release.

Your wife turns around fully, resting her back against the counter as she continues to observe you. Her arousal, searing and visceral.

Desire shrouds the both of you, impairing all sense and judgment. It doesn't take long at all before Hermione is on you once more. As soon as you remove your fingers from your mouth, she replaces it with her tongue.

Hermione swallows your noises of pleasure as she finds the hem of your shirt once again, this time successfully pulling it over your head before discarding it, heedless and uncaring.

Her hands quickly find your breasts as she trails wet, languid kisses along your jaw and eventually your neck.

You are aroused beyond belief, and you can hardly think– you want to slip your fingers inside of your wife once more, you need to feel her, taste her. and you need it now.

As your mouths make contact once more, you prop your hand firmly underneath Hermione's thigh, lifting her in one swift motion, setting her on top of the kitchen counter.

Hermione lets you remove her shirt in record time, you fling it out of your grasp in a similarly incautious manner, not heeding where it lands before your mouth makes contact with her nipple.

You licked and sucked at it eagerly, with primal and unchecked want. A string of trembling moans from your wife urge you on, she gasps as you shift your attention to her other breast before just barely mustering enough to speak.

“No– wait, not here.” Hermione gasps, pulling your head back, her chest now wet and glistening from your saliva.

Before you can respond with something coherent, your wife kisses you again, open-mouthed and deep, but it ends far sooner than you'd like. Happily, her next words easily make up for it.

“Take me to bed.”

[ellie-r2]

So here's what I noticed also was sitting in the 4th row of orchestra section so I was really close to the stage.

Act 1

Rose and James hug when the Granger Weasleys arrive.

After Albus leaves for the train Ginny reaches out for Harry's hand and he grabs it. (not that serious but I just adore them)

During the wand dance (didn't notice this the other times I went) Polly whispers "you're an embarrassment" "squib" and "get away" to Albus and when he tries to go to Rose for help quickly she makes a face at him and turns away.

Ginny laughs with James when she sees his hair a mouths "invisibility cloak" with him.

Ginny raises an eyebrow at when he goes with the love potion and blanket then Harry nods at Ginny as he goes to give Albus the blanket and that's when she turns to leave.

Albus sniffing Rose when Scorpius says she smells of bread then shakes his head no.

Scorpius does a little bow after Albus calls him an enormous geek.

When they see the trolley witch Albus grabs Scorpius' hood and tries to pull him back but he also just keeps a constant hold of him until the jumping off part.

When Amos threatens them and Scorpius pulls Albus towards him, Albus holds Scorpius' hand on his shoulder then motions for them to leave.

After Delphi kisses his forehead Amos looked dazed for a bit before he continues.

Draco tears up a bit and covers his mouth after saying Scorpius is his sole heir and only family.

When they're looking at Hogwarts from the edge of the forbidden forest and Scorpius says "...just like Harry Potter. And I got his son." Albus looks down and turns his head from Scorpius

Then when he says the "I'm nothing like my dad" line Scorpius tilts his head to the left and right and then tells him that he's better.

Hermione leans in towards Ron when he keeps repeating love/lovely then catches herself and shakes her head.

Scorpius was reaching a hand out to Albus after the hospital wing scene but quickly pulled back and flinched when Harry said he's all cured.

Scorpius constantly reaching out for Albus during the staircase ballet and Albus looking and waiting for Scorpius first before quickly turning away.

Craig turning around, shaking his head, and shrugging after hearing Albus and Scorpius are in the girls bathroom together. I love a king who minds his business (he definitely wanted to gossip about it with though)

That's all I can remember will post Act 2 later gonna watch hadestown rn

[prttygirlposts]

draco malfoy general headcanons 🍏ᩘ᩠ᩳᨹ

His favorite color is green- not because of Slytherin heritage, but because it reminds him of the maze outside the manor, green apples, and his childhood bedroom.

Draco's hobbies include reading, exercising, watching quidditch, and collecting.

Draco- until Astoria passed- was a "loving standby dad." He did everything he needed too, made it clear he loved Scorpius, doted on him, etc. But, he was never the parent that Scorpius went to. He worked backstage while Astoria starred- and he liked it that way.

He had a delayed rebellious phase after the war. He insisted on moving out, "living without an allowance" (Lucius insisted on sending him at least 100 galleons a month), paying for a shitty flat (he hated it), getting piercings, listening to muggle music, and more. In his older age, he once told Albus, "the only part I enjoyed, was meeting Astoria."

Speaking of Albus, Draco has a soft spot for him. He is grateful for Albus on Scorpius's behalf, but he also sees his younger self in Albus. They both have a complicated relationship with their dads, they both are somewhat dramatic, they have a tendency to isolate themself, and they both have deep values but struggle to properly express them. I may make a post about this later.

Draco actually has a job as a potioneer. It allows him to work at home and he can ship out potions to his employers- sort of like an Etsy shop.

Draco is a drama king. Oh Merlin forbid this man stub his toe. He lives for reality TV shows, gossip, and soap operas. In his rebellious phase, you better believe he was in all kinds of mess. Pansy did not help.

When Lucius passed he was left with the peacocks. He takes very good care of them, but they fight like siblings.

His favorite food is tomato soup, because Dobby would make it for him when he was sick.

[blue--ingenue]

sneak peek of my upcoming scorbus fic :)

I just know the Potter children grew up in the public eye, always being photographed by the Daily Prophet, and that Harry would've tried his damnest to let them have a normal life away from the spotlight. I also feel like Albus would've had the roughest time (even before starting Hogwarts) since he looks the most like his father.

Evident from Albus and Scorpius' first conversation on the train, we know Scorpius has seen photographs of the Potter children. And Scorpius mentioned always wanting to get into mayhem with his very own friends "just like Harry Potter."

And we know Scorp is an avid reader, so I feel like he would've learned as much as he could about the Potter children. Especially since he said he "checked the Daily Prophet every morning" for news about Hogwarts, he definitely would've come across any/all headlines/gossip the media printed about the Potter children.

All this to say, Scorpius must've had a crush on Albus long before he met him.

[obsessivefreakandpartners]

Scorpius is the one to listen to someone's problems for hours because he is extremely kind and patient. He has several girl friends that have problems in their love lives and always provides a shoulder, an ear and a piece of advice. On the other hand, he never experiences major problems with Albus, something to gossip about. Every now and then, he'll complain to his girl friends that Albus did something very impulsive or that he forgot something or that he is messy. Or maybe share with them his self doubting, his jealousy when it comes to a person that seems interested in Albus.

His friends are lowkey jealous of Scorpius having a loving, understanding and overall functional relationship with his other half.

[rewritingcanon]

polly, karl and yann the type to rock up to the scorbus wedding unannounced and uninvited not for support but just to gossip about everyone there 😭 yann the type to say “theyre getting married too young! nineteen, hmm. if i didnt know better id think there was some sort of scandal hmmmm 🤔” meanwhile polly is judging the shit out of everyones outfits especially scorpius and albus’ (hard because they look fabulous, she just wants to be mean) and karl is there because free food and alcohol the quality of which he knows he’ll never taste again (he probably gets too wasted and tries to kiss yann). meanwhile rose on her knees to albus trying to do damage control. she swears she swearsssss she didnt invite them, she didnt know they would come (she absolutely did).

[caramel-covered-apples]

hp next gen hcs - the potter siblings

okay my brainrot is actually killing me so here’re some headcanons featuring the potter siblings

james sirius potter

while his namesakes are perhaps the biggest troublemakers hogwarts has come across, james is actually a model student who does well in all of his classes and makes sure to follow the rules

becomes a gryffindor prefect

freddie and roxanne are also in his year and they’re some of his best friends, along with teddy in hufflepuff

quidditch chaser

plays quidditch all the time at home with ginny and sometimes harry

while he is popular at hogwarts both for his personality and his family, he has a lot of muggle-born/muggle friends outside of school who he just hangs out with

oldest sibling activities; constantly watching albus and lily when their parents aren’t home and does the dishes/laundry when his parents are stressed

james makes fun of albus a lot, but he knows which jokes will make albus laugh or which ones will hit a soft spot and he’s very careful about that

when someone makes a joke about albus that’s more of an insult than a joke/something that albus doesn’t like, james makes it clear that nobody gets to do that, not even james

does well in all of his subjects, however, the hands-on topics (charms, d.a.d.a, etc.) are his best, including potions

gets along with literally everybody

social chameleon, matches everyone’s humor and vibes

sees teddy as a cool older brother figure, and hangs out with him a lot - teddy once got him beer without james’s parents knowing, and since then teddy has been solidified as james’s best friend

adhd

bisexual asf; harry and ginny were surprised that he’d date anyone but men (lmao)

masks a lot of his emotions with humor, and he struggles with his emotional intelligence even though he knows he has a whole family, the whole of hogwarts, and like 10 other muggle friends that are there for him

always keeps up on the gossip that the prophet spews out about their family and constantly brings it up at dinner; he finds it hilarious

this man loves rock and pop music

always with lily luna, learnt how to braid her hair and make it look nice and help her with her self-image because the wizarding world isn’t any nicer to girls than ours

tries to understand albus as best he can

inherited parseltongue from harry

albus severus potter

also a pretty good student, does get in trouble occasionally (“mr. potter, please exit the broom closet and do it somewhere else-”) but overall isn’t horrible

talks in slang and abbreviates everything, especially in texts, while scorpius talks very formally which makes their dynamic so funny

wears a hoodie under his robes

he’s best at the classes harry was horrible at (history of magic, divination, potions, astronomy) and albus secretly enjoys this, because it separates him from his father

in his second year, he couldn’t stand people making fun of his name so his family are the only ones able to call him albus

when he’s at school, studying is his coping mechanism, and he tends to hyperfixate on it

has autism

has the most wild, out-of-pocket, crazy ideas

hates quidditch and brooms in general; they scare him because how can you be safe on a stick that’s no thicker than your forearm?

appreciates the small things

tries to suppress his tics (mostly vocal) because people made fun of him for it

inspired from a tumblr post which I can’t find now, but albus is very skilled at mind magics (legilimency, occlumency) and that’s why he likes scorpius so much, because his thoughts are genuine and kind

really big on architecture

coffee mechanics fiend. not even coffee, coffee mechanics. he grinds his own coffee and will use a particle accelerator to get a slightly better cup.

loves muggle bookstores because of their take on fantasy; wizarding fantasy books aren’t very common because the wizarding world is already fantastical, there’s really nothing to imagine

nintendo kid

would really enjoy games like slime rancher, stardew valley, etc.

because middle name severus is literal dogshit, he ends up claiming hagrid’s name, because wtf harry literally loved hagrid and now he’s gone? his new name ends up being albus rubeus potter. the marauders in the afterlife rejoice.

he likes being called arthur instead of albus, but really nobody knows about this other than scorpius.

gay.

has a hard time with metaphors and such (“he wears his heart on his sleeve”, “jealousy is a green-eyed beast”, “x gets under my skin”) and he takes them too literally, which is another reason why he likes scorpius, because he’s direct and doesn’t bother with things like these

nobody can tell if he’s being serious or sarcastic

loves the nyt games, especially wordle, connections, and the crossword.

lily luna potter

the one the teachers should look out for; biggest troublemaker out of the three siblings, completely caught the teachers off-guard when she arrived; she is chaos incarnate

people call her lou or lils, she is rarely called lily or luna.

has her dad’s stubbornness, her mom’s attitude and chaotic energy, and her uncle’s mischievousness

quidditch is perhaps her favorite sport and will always beg to accompany ginny during her championships and the such; seeker

besties with ginny; idk why all the hcs say she’s besties wit harry

inherits parseltongue from harry (i don’t care if that came from voldy’s soul or not, this might be so funny) and shit talks people in parseltongue; nobody knows what she’s saying except james, who also inherited the trait

hates the mornings; her record for sleeping in is 3:07 PM

loves indie music

definitely has a rock/crystal collection

also an astrology/astronomy kinda girl, somewhat in honor of her middle name, luna (which is “moon” in spanish)

does yoga to calm herself down after a particularly hard day

very good at hands-on classes, including potions, d.a.d.a, transfiguration, and care of magical creatures

james and lily is an ultimate duo and everyone fears them

doesn't really mind that she's harry potter's daughter - none of that pressure to "live up to the expectations" gets to her all that much, because both of her namesakes aren't that spoken about

does anything to prove that she isn't a baby that the prophet gets to dress up; she once dyed her hair bright blue and ginny was all for it

super close with roxanne because younger sisters club!!!

she blows through all the boys and victoire highly disapproves of this

once she's older, she's most definitely a reckless party girl who drinks way too much and spends a lot of her mornings hungover

loud chewers annoy the shit out of her

sneaks snacks onto class and takes photos in the bathroom

would be the type of person to love jerky

[t1oui]

percy, marcus, penelope, and oliver headcanons because these four are best friends and you cannot convince me otherwise

percy and marcus are slytherins, oliver is a gryffindor, and penelope is a ravenclaw

percy and marcus became friends first, then percy and penelope, then penelope and marcus, then percy and marcus pulled oliver into the group

percy plays quidditch but is not nearly as obsessed with is as oliver and marcus are

penelope hates quidditch with a burning passion

they do not care about sitting with their houses, the four of them sit together nearly every day for meals at either ravenclaw or slytherin

oliver, percy, and marcus are the only people allowed to call penelope “penny” or any other nickname (other than her family)

all four of them are hella powerful. they mostly use this power to make spells and become animagi

(percy’s a cat, oliver’s a stag, penelope is a weasel, marcus is a magpie)

percy and marcus snogged a bunch in third year but they’re just friends, it was mostly because they were bored

they find the room of requirement in first year and have secret meetings there regularly

they have matching friendship bracelets with their birthstones in them + charms with their friends’ animagius forms

when they graduate they all get tattoos of their animagius forms as well

their kids are godsiblings

percy dates oliver and penelope dates marcus but they get together years apart. percy and oliver start dating in fourth year while penelope and marcus don’t get together until after the war

percy & oliver’s kids are lucy, skye, and katie while penny & marcus’s are devyn and cedric

the four of them have big study groups together which is mostly penelope and percy studying, oliver trying to study but being unable to because adhd, and marcus goofing around

they have group gossip sessions in the room of requirement (sometimes the secret meetings are serious, but not often)

percy doesn’t play quidditch seventh year because he knows how much oliver wants to win the cup and doesn’t want to compete with him. marcus never lets him live this down and is endlessly annoyed about it

oliver likes to draw and when he can’t focus or is stressed out he calms himself down by drawing his friends

the group often spends a few weeks each summer with penelope and her older sisters

the four of them vow to keep harry from getting himself killed at school and do everything in their power to protect him, even if he doesn’t really notice

percy took draco malfoy under his wing and now draco is friends with all of them

(percy and penelope are also scorpius’s godparents)

percy and marcus are english, oliver is scottish, penelope is irish

penelope is the only one remotely good with fashion in the group and she dresses the four of them every time they go to an event

they were constantly breaking into each other’s dorms during school. penelope would break into slytherin only to find percy’s bed empty because he already went to gryffindor (no one sleeps next to marcus because he snores like crazy)

percy was head boy, penelope was head girl

the four of them get a flat together after graduation and live together until penelope and marcus start their family (their oldest is 2 years older than percy and oliver’s)

percy becomes head of the dmle, penelope is one of the senior undersecretaries to the minister for magic, marcus does professional quidditch for about 2 years before deciding to become an auror, oliver plays for and then coaches puddlemere united and then he and angelina open a business writing & illustrating children’s books together.

might do a part 2 at some point because i adore these four :))

[annameowbooks18782]

Hear me out. Drarry, but like… as besties.

Harry, Draco, Ron and Neville going out for a “boys night out”

Draco starting every single conversation with an aggressive”POTTAH!” for old times sake

Albus Severus and Scorpius growing up together

Draco and Ginny giving each other hair advice because come on, we all know they would

Harry introducing Draco to some muggle things like tv and phones and showing him music like Queen and Nirvana and whatnot

Draco slowly learning to accept people unlike him through the help of Harry and Ron

Them going to the movies together>>>>

Harry teaching Draco how to cook without magic

Draco teaching Harry how to cook WITH magic

Harry and Narcissa sitting down to gossip about Draco over tea and cake

Draco looking fabulous at Harry and Ginny’s wedding

The Gang™ all going to watch Ginny and the Holyhead Harpies play

Just… friendship Drarry.

[imthepunchlord]

If you were to make the Greek Zodiac into a set of magical tools, what tools would each Zodiac be?

Luckily, a few of the Greek Zodiac are already objects or are tied to gods and myths who are tied to objects.

Aries - Golden Fleece, based on the Ram that gives the Golden Fleece. Provides powerful healing.

Taurus - Sword, based on Theseus who fights the Cretan Bull, his main symbol is a sword (maaaaybe this could inspire Excalibur? If so, could do what Excalibur does). Otherwise could do the sword has a destructive cut, be a literal bulldozer.

Gemini - Castanets, lightly works off Castor and Pollux, twin gods of horses and sailors; working off that it sounds like casting nets and is an instrument that is a pair, and they look like clams. It's a stretch but I got nothing else. Idk on powers.

Cancer - Crab Claw Themed Club, works off Hercules who crushed the crab that pinched in the fight with the hydra, and one of Hercules' symbols is a club. I initially thought of a crab themed shield, but there's nothing protective about. This dude literally got into the Zodiac just cause he pinched Hercules and that's it. Idk on powers.

Leo - Lion Pelt, based on the Nemean Lion slain by Hercules, provides invulnerability to weapons. Ultimate defense.

Virgo - Blindfold, works off Astraea/Dike/Lady Justice, as sword and scale are elsewhere, Virgo gets the blindfold. Thinking it works off knowledge is power/truth related. Maybe lie detection. Rip Lila if this ever came up.

Libra - Scale, tied to Dike/Lady Justice. Uh, maybe karma influencer? This thing just knows what you did and weighs your actions.

Scorpio - Lyre, works off Scorpius being sent by Artemis or Apollo (who both are symbolized by lyres) to take out Orion; plays a ruinous discord that that weakens and diminishes life (playing off that Scorpius killed Orion).

Sagittarius - Bow, as this sign represents the archer. Uh, maybe an arrow fired never misses it's target?

Capricorn - Lightning Themed Spear, works off Capricorn lightly based on Amalthea, a goat who nursed baby Zeus, also can work off goats are tied to Thor. Summon and direct lightning.

Aquarius - Pot, works off the water carrier, and Aquarius is often represented by someone pouring out water. Might be just a straight forward water canon.

Pisces - Seashell, works off Aphrodite who has ties to Pisces myth, often having fish assist her in some way. I got two ideas for possible powers: 1. play the seashell to play a serenade, all who hear fall under your spell, coming to "love" you (though it can be a dangerous power to abuse). 2. Hold the seashell to your ear, and it can tell you your fated partner or give you the latest romantic gossip.

[dramioneasks]

baby classes and reconnecting with old enemies - riddikulus_puff - T, one-shot - It has been twenty-five years since the end of the Second Wizarding War and it seemed as though everyone had moved on with their lives. Many of the students who had fought in the war had moved to the countryside or even across the sea to somewhere they could be aware of the trauma they had experienced. Draco Malfoy was haunting Malfoy Manor, the cries of his five-month-old son echoing throughout the corridors as the two boys mourned the loss of their late mother and wife, Astoria Greengrass, who had died five months ago in childbirth. He avoided everyone until Pansy forced him out of the house and made him attend baby classes that were happening in the local library with other parents and their children. This was where he was reconnected with Hermione Granger, learning that she too had a five-month-old and was also mourning the loss of their partner. A one-shot for the 2023 Twenty-Five Years Later Fic Fest.

[undercover-ballerina]

Trailblazing & Stargazing - Chapter 31

https://archiveofourown.org/works/53573164/chapters/148190509

On Saturday morning, Hugo had a guitar lesson and Rose met with some friends from her primary school. Hermione stayed at home and read a book, trying not to think about the upcoming conversation with Ron.

In the afternoon, the three of them went to Central London for some shopping in the muggle shops, went to the cinema to watch ‘The Croods: A New Era’, which had them laughing the entire time, and stopped for dinner at a small kebab restaurant not far from their home. Hermione enjoyed spending time with her children, they were growing up to be beautiful humans. Once home, after Hugo had gone to his room to play his guitar again, Hermione asked Rose to stay with her for a moment.

“I know it’s none of my business.” She began, clearing her throat as it felt constricted. “And I won’t ask you questions. But I want to make sure you’re fine and you’re being careful, with Scorpius. In case you’re having, or planning to have, sex.” Hermione looked into her daughter’s eyes, trying to see something, anything, in them.

“Mum! Do we really have to talk about this? It’s embarrassing!” Rose visibly cringed. “Can’t I talk about this with Auntie Ginny? Or Auntie Fleur, maybe?”

“Rose, I’m not here to ask details. You have your friends for gossiping and swooning over boys. And I’m sure Auntie Ginny and Auntie Fleur will be more than happy to help if you have more… practical questions. I understand that talking about such things with your mother may be uncomfortable. Even though I do hope you know that, if you want to, you can talk to me, about anything. I’ll never judge you, I want to be sure you know that.” She paused, waiting for a sign from Rose. When she nodded, mildly exasperated, Hermione continued. “I’m here to make sure that whatever you chose to do, or not do, you are prepared. Do you know how to cast a contraceptive charm?”

Rose shook her head. Hermione demonstrated the wand movement and recited the incantation and then asked Rose to do it. She managed it on her fourth attempt. Hermione made her try again a few more times, just to be sure.

“Good. Now, we should talk about consent.” She said when she was happy with the results.

“Mum, we’ve already talked about consent. A million times.” Rose whined.

[xx-thedarklord-xx]

Sam's Weekly Wrap Up Four

| Week One | and | Week Two | and | Week Three |

I can't believe my advent month is over. I have spent a solid two months working on this Advent Month and it has my entire heart. Thank you to those that read my stories, who sent me comments letting me know how much you've appreciated this month. And thank you to the silent readers as well, love you all SO much.

Patented Daydream “Did they blackmail you too?” Malfoy asked, nose lifting in the air. “No good bloody Gryffindors that should’ve been in Slytherin. When I get my hands on the Weasley twins I’ll—”

“Blackmail?” Harry’s brows rose. “I’m here because they suckered me into it.”

“I’ve always known you were daft, but damn.”

Harry was going murder Fred and George and blame it on Ron.

Please Want Me The public gushes over their darling relationship, and Harry wants to as well, only it's not real. What they have is fake, and fleeting. It never lasts longer than a night on the dance floor as they pretend to be in love. Except for Harry it's not pretend. It is real. He just wishes that Draco wanted him too.

Benevolence As a teacher, Harry shouldn’t have a favorite student, but Scorpius Malfoy was definitely his favorite. A story of how Harry’s heart was filled with a little boy who loved his father very much and how the both of them showed Harry that they had room in their hearts for him too.

Archaic Enemies and Royal Weddings It was the wedding of the century, talk of the town and the gossip in the papers. Only it was born out of revenge when Draco refused to marry any of Lucius’ suitors, and his father invokes an ancient and archaic law forcing him to marry his enemy. There’s nothing he can do to change it, but does he really want to try?

Someone should have told Lucius what happens when revenge backfires.

Cursed Lies Harry felt like he was cursed to only ever whisper lies despite telling the truth. No one ever believes him. Except for Malfoy.

[justtosealmyfate1]

HP, the press and what is means to be a celebrity: meta

One of my favorite topics is the media and how that would play out in the Potters’ lives post-war. I touch upon this in the reaction to Albus and Scorpius getting together. There’s a media whirlwind after the photos of the two of them kissing are released. 

(this is about my fic, the fates, which is about when Albus and Scorpius’ relationship is found out.)

A lot of HP fics take the tone of “the media is so intrusive and ruining everyone’s life” which is fair to an extent, and also the precedent JKR set with Rita Skeeter’s character in the original books. She’s clearly a parody of British tabloid writers. Celebrity is also explored differently across fics. In the books, Harry is very famous, and a politically important figure. He’s always in the newspaper! The Minister of Magic is coming to his Christmas dinner to court him! This notoriety would only grow after he defeats Voldemort. I see Harry as (this sounds so dramatic for talking about a fictional character) an Obama, Nelson Mandela, Malala type of celebrity. A political figure, a hero, a survivor but also a mainstay in popular culture. Plus, he’s married to an attractive Quidditch player, and I’m sure they captivate the world with their Posh and Becks, Taylor and Travis type love. This is all to say that I think the Potters are megacelebrities, and Albus is a celebrity child who would reap the rewards and face the consequences of that. 

The American media landscape (while of course not without its flaws) is very different from the British media landscape, particularly the tabloids. British tabloids are crazy. It’s brutal. The Daily Mail is a disgrace to journalism. I think this culture would also bleed into Wizarding media. 

However!!...the relationship between celebrities and celebrity media is symbiotic. The “royal reporters” at the Daily Mail aren’t actually doing any journalistic work (even though they should be… like tell me what the fuck is going on with Kate Middleton), they’re being fed stories by the palace. This absolutely happens in the US too. Publicists will feed stories to friendlier publications, like People. When “a source close to Taylor Swift” is telling Entertainment Tonight exclusively that Taylor and Joe Alwyn broke up, it’s her publicist. 

What does this mean for the Potters? Well, they absolutely need a publicist, they need to be working with a PR team and they need a media strategy. It’s funny to think about that in the context of the books, but that dynamic was seen in the Order of the Phoenix. Harry’s “PR team” of Hermione and Luna got Rita Skeeter to write a story about Voldemort’s return. That’s political news, not celebrity gossip, but it shows that Harry knows how to use the media to get what he wants. While I don’t think as an adult he’d be doing the Wired Autocomplete interviews, he’d know how to navigate the press to further his agenda and protect his family’s image. 

I think the Potter children would be pretty protected from the press. Rita Skeeter wrote in her 2014 Quidditch World Cup article that the Potters are wizarding royalty, which informs my opinion of how the mechanisms of their celebrity would play out. I wrote in the fates that Harry and Ginny release curated photos of their children in exchange for not taking paparazzi photos of them, a la the royal family. While Harry is more of a statesman-like celebrity, who has a carefully crafted image and is more likely to be seen at charity events, diplomatic summits and ceremonies, Ginny is different. As a Quidditch player she’s more of a traditional celebrity. She’s canonically popular but a guarded person. She strikes me as the type of celebrity who masterfully makes you think you know her, but you actually know nothing at all. 

As for the kids, I think there would be a lot of media attention and interest in them. Would they lean into that, like North West, or shy away from it? I think they’d shy away from it, especially Albus. I think James would be more open to press attention. 

The three press stories I wrote for the fates all reflect different types of celebrity news. There’s the traditional, factual Daily Prophet article, the Daily Prophet opinion piece, and the Simmering Cauldron radio show. The Simmering Cauldron is entirely based on Wendy Williams. Don’t tell me she wouldn’t do something exactly like that! The DP article is expository, and then the opinion piece is meant to showcase the discourse surrounding their relationship. 

There’s a whole debate to be had about how celebrity children should be treated and the role of celebrities in our culture in general, and Albus and Scorpius are great vehicles to explore this.