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New headcanon that Bertha Jorkins tried to start her own gossip paper at Hogwarts but it flopped and is the true reason why Sirius has beef with her

If Sirius the gossip columnist, then what would James, Remus, Lily, and Peter's columns be in Sirius's student newspaper?

Lily would also be a gossip columnist (ala her letter).

James as sports correspondent.

Jily write opinion columns essentially calling pureblood supremacists morons.

Remus distributes because he’s good at slipping past the teachers without being searched.

Peter is the coffee intern

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Weasley sister in laws teaming up to get their husbands to unknowingly show up at dinner all wearing the same outfit

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Break-In #2

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Last Line Tag

The last thing I worked on was Professor Sirius comforts Cho Chang fic. Enjoy!

Tagged by @eastwindmlk

A week later, Cho was lingering at the back of the classroom again. "Do you have a question, Cho?" Sirius asked, flashing the sad girl a supportive smile. "No," she said quickly. "You’re lying," he replied matter-of-factly, leaning against one of the empty desks. Cho tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and sighed. "You wanted to talk last week, but changed your mind," Sirius continued. "Is it still bothering you?" "This is so embarrassing," she mumbled. Sirius gestured toward the desk beside her. "Have a seat." He didn’t push. He’d learned that if you gave teenagers enough silence, they’d usually fill it themselves. Eventually. Cho sat down slowly. Her hands twisted in her lap. "I just thought—if he didn’t want to talk to me, maybe he talked to you," she said, eyes fixed on a crack in the floorboards. "And if you knew what happened, maybe I... I don’t know. I just need to understand."

I tag: @livelaughlovetoread @ginnyw-potter @shieldhearted

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XOXO Padfoot

You just know that Sirius’s newspaper would have a burn book section because he is a petty king… like Snape’s hair wash watch or something

He's going full on Gossip Girl

Spotted: Master Snivellus was seen lurking near the restricted section of the library again. New term, same greasy stains on pages of advanced dark curse textbooks.

Spotted: Filch confiscated a supposedly cursed deck of Exploding Snap cards. On another note, we salute whoever replaced Mrs. Norris’s yarn ball with a dungbomb.

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Big shoutout to Cornelius Fudge for not taking the easy out of “Hey, somehow, Voldemort returned and murdered a kid” during an international, Ministry-sponsored death maze for teenagers. This perfectly good excuse would’ve voided all liability for the Ministry and Hogwarts because really, who could have planned for that?

Instead, he looked at the whole situation and declared it an unexplained accident. Opening up a beautiful path for the Diggory family to file a wrongful death lawsuit if they desired.

Incredible leadership. Just top-tier crisis management.

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Elvendork

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Featuring an op ed of "Who Is In The Dog House" and it is a list of people who personally offended him that week

Name for Sirius's student newspaper? Padfoot Pinnacle? Snuffles Gazette? Pawprint Times?

I love the pawprint times which is ‘signed’ with his pawprint… he’s just an ace news hound

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hiii!!!!! just binge read all of your kiss bingo and can I tell you how amazing they all are. my fav ones are the Sirius sex dreams, they are hilarious 😂

Thank you! The Sirius dreams were the most fun to write, and it cracks me up every time someone said I tricked them (I even posted it to AO3.). The truth is I was too much of a corwar to fully commit to the bit and actually have Sirius kiss Kreacher lol

I have a few more kiss bingos left to answer. Maybe I'll do a few more this week?

(Please, no one send anymore.) (I need to respond to all the ones in the inbox first)

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Hey! Hope your Tuesday is off to a great start.

I just wanted to say that. your fic Rage Against the Dying of the Light is one of my favourite (if not THE favourite) fics ever. I can not wait to see more of it.

Seeing Lily and James with a kiddo Harry just hits all the feels (actually the rude anon query would be really good.)

So kuddos to you!

Thank you!!! I still can't believe people enjoyed Rage, I am truly so overwhelmed by the response it has received. Thank you for taking the time to message me, I truly appreciate it.

I'm struggling with the sequel at the moment but I hope it lives up to the first one. There will be plenty of Lily and James with Harry for sure! Here is a tiny bit of chapter 2:

“Mummy, can you try my potion so you can turn into a cat?” “Tempting,” Lily said with a grin, “but I need my thumbs to finish this potion—otherwise the house won’t smell like tart. I’m sure Daddy would be thrilled to transform into Archie, though.” “If Archie drinks the potion, what will he turn into?” Harry’s curious eyes looked up earnestly at Lily. “You know, that’s a very good question,” Lily said thoughtfully. “He can’t turn into himself… can he?” Harry shrugged, perfectly content to leave the magical mystery unanswered. Lily smiled. She’d have to bring it up with James later—he’d be over the moon to hear their son was already asking such advanced theoretical transfiguration questions.

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Hey! 2-year-old Harry and dad James. Tantrum edition if you fancy!

You come to me and you say -- "Do me a favor." -- But you don't ask with respect. You don't offer friendship. You don't even think to do it off anon. Instead, you come into my inbox and you ask me to write a fic for you without saying please or thank you.

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Summer is almost here (is that longest day of the year, now, tomorrow?) That means we're ready for ice creams, hot scorching days of just staring, daydreaming, end of school exams, summer holiday, summer jobs and summer flings... Want to join the fun, here's what to do...

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Okay guys, round 2

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I love Snuggles! I'm flailing my hands around like an idiot.

Imagine Mrs Weasley reacting to Ginny bringing home a basilisk as a pet.

They just chill in Mr Weasley’s shed

"Arthur," Molly said, her voice tight with grief and exasperation, "we have to put our foot down."

Arthur looked up from the Daily Prophet, his gaze drifting slowly across the garden. There, in the middle of the overgrown lawn, sat their thirteen-year-old daughter, legs folded neatly beneath her in the sun-dappled grass. She was chattering animatedly, her hands waving around her freckled face as she spoke, looking a bit sunburned from his position.

"Look at her," Molly continued, "talking to it as if it was her classmate."

Only, Ginny wasn’t talking to a classmate.

She was talking to a basilisk.

A massive, ancient snake, its coils looping lazily across half the yard like a forgotten garden hose from hell. Its iridescent scales shimmered unnervingly in the light. The creature looked disturbingly content, head tilted as if politely listening, the only thing it was missing were the blood red eyes.

Harry Potter had blinded the basilisk, or rather, Dumbledore's Phoenix had...either way the basilisk could no longer petrify anyone.

“She named it ‘Snuggles,’” Molly continued, eyes wide, voice rising in pitch. “Snuggles, Arthur. How long until it snuggles us all to death in our sleep?”

Arthur ran a hand down his face and sighed. “I just don’t understand how a basilisk that size made it from wherever it came from all the way to Ottery St. Catchpole without anyone noticing. I get calls about lesser issues all day in the office.”

“Well, according to Ginny, it is quite at home in underground bunkers and sewage.”

“Oh, is it?” Arthur murmured, watching the snake flick its tongue affectionately in his daughter’s direction.

“Yes,” Molly said sharply. “It followed her here like a lost cat. Arthur, I’m serious. This is not like the time she brought home that owl or the dragon egg. This is a basilisk. It killed students!"

"Petrified."

"Oh, petrified!" She exclaimed, "If you don't get rid of that snake, Arthur Wesley, I'll make it so you with you were petrified!"

Arthur exhaled deeply. “I’ll talk to Ginny.”

“You’ll do more than talk to her,” Molly snapped. “She's our girl, our only girl! This thing's obsession with her not normal. It’s not safe.”

Arthur’s eyes lingered on their daughter a moment longer. She was now braiding a flower crown with slow, deliberate care. The Basilisk was resting its head (a head the size of Ginny, mind you) by her lap. She was still chatting with it, and through the open window he thought he heard her say it was nice to have a friend after such a hard year.

It had been a hard year, for all of them.

“She's lucky to be alive,” he muttered.

Molly groaned and stormed off toward the house, muttering something about “she won't be alive if that thing sticks around.”

Arthur stayed where he was, watching as the basilisk let out what could only be described as a low, contented purr when Ginny set the flower crown on her head. He rubbed his temples.

Snuggles.

Merlin help them all.

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you all have 6 hours left to beat the shit out of a gryffindor pet

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please send in recs! I need things to read!

Only one week left in June and we have significantly fewer submissions than in the previous months :(

Have you been catching up on your Jily? Send in your recs! Any fics written or updated since November 1st 2024 are welcome!

(Check out our tag to see the ones we've already received!)