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Secrets in Dark Corridors

Recently, I've been dreaming about a darker version of Remus Lupin and what he would have been like in school. I wrote this with a few Original Characters. Belle is our main character and also James Potter's cousin. Her Parents are gone, they left long ago, leaving Belle to live with her Aunt, Uncle, and Cousin. Belle thinks she shares a respectful rivalry with Remus when he confronts her on the first morning of their 6th year. This confrontation quickly devolves into something complicated and pathological. There's some light smut (so far) and it's only getting steamier. Please check it out if you're at all compelled to!

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(The characters are all of age being 18+ in their sixth year. So you have to age up the starting year of Hogwarts.)

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Sebastian Sallow X f!MC

Contains: Angst, Fluff, mentions to violence against beasts

Summary: *MC is named Rory* She’s on a path of self-destruction after loosing so many people. Sebastian has fallen to the sidelines a bit and is missing her. SO he lets her know.

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WC: 1,014

Prompt: “You’re a mess.” “Thank you for the lovely compliment.”

Rory hobbled her way back to the Slytherin Common Room. After another late night wandering the Forbidden Forest, she was properly battered and bruised. She recently devised a new system to help her clean up the surrounding area. Rory flew her broom into the forest and fought her way back on foot. It started as a way to continue to practice her dueling in a relatively safe environment but she was cutting it closer and closer with each outing. 

Rory let out a strangled sigh as she sunk into the sofa in front of the fireplace. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back; mentally recapping the evening she had just endured. She had invaded a spider lair, stumbled upon 2 poacher camps, and defended herself against a pack of Dark Mongrels. 

The poacher camps were always the toughest. Rory hated seeing what they did to the creatures she adored. Tonight she freed several Nifflers and a Fwooper. When she first saw the magnificent Fwooper locked away, she saw red. She laid into the poachers using every defensive and offensive spell at her disposal. She didn’t use any Unforgivables but she considered it and she was deeply ashamed of it.

She was so lost in thought that she missed the sound of a door opening and footsteps approaching. Sebastian plopped onto the loveseat to the left of her. Her eyes pop open and relax when she sees it’s her friend. Yawning, he looked her up and down. 

“You’re a mess.” he points out. 

Rory rolls her eyes, “Thank you for the lovely compliment.”

He blinks a few times, still taking in her outward appearance. “Merlin’s beard, Rory. What the hell is going on with you?”

He grabs her wrist and she whimpers at the sudden disturbance. “Please Sebastian, it hurts.”

“Good,” he says. She open her eyes to look at him. He looked beautiful and so angry. His hair was stuck out in random ways, his brow was furrowed and his head was slightly bowed. When he looked up his eyes shown with concern and tears. She softened and sat up despite her head protesting. Rory opened her mouth to say something to explain herself but nothing came to mind. 

Silence fills the room and Rory racks her brain for something to say, anything to say that might diffuse the tension. She hated making Sebastian feel this way. She sighs again, disappointed in her ability to comfort her best friend.

“I miss you, Rory,” Sebastian whispers, raising his head to look at her. She gape at him, not expecting to hear such a confession. 

“I miss you too,” she quickly responds; grasping at the words as though they're a life preserver in a sea of scrambled thoughts and feelings.

“Then please come back. Stop putting yourself in these predicaments. I know you feel guilty but you don’t need to. You saved the world- isn’t that enough? Why are you still fighting?” His eyes searched hers for what felt like forever. He narrowed his eyes in frustration, “Answer me.”

“There’s still so much hate in this world Sebastian. I can’t have let Fig, let Miriam, let Lodgok-” You choke on the goblin’s name remembering his limp body dropping to stone floor where he died. “They died in pursuit of peace. They entrusted me with preserving the peace. I can’t stop. Not until-”

“Until when? Until you die? Because at the rate you’re going that will become your reality. My reality..” he sucks in a deep breath and drops to his knees in front of her.

“Sebast-” he grabs her face and she freezes in shock at his proximity and boldness.

“Shut up, Rory because I am going to say this only once. I love you. I have loved you since we met in this very spot during our 5th year. I cannot sit here and watch you act like there is nothing left for you because here I am, kneeling in front of you, begging you to come back to me. I cannot breathe when you are gone for I am so worried that you will not return. No one has ever loved me better or known me as well as you do. I have never met a more mesmerizing person in my life; you are the object of every one of my desires. So, I want you, every part of you, the good the bad and everything else in between for the rest of my life. Take a break- ‘Hero of Hogwarts’- and stay here with me because I cannot bear the thought of losing you.” By the end of his speech, Sebastian is breathless and he buries his face in her neck. 

Tears are running down Rory’s face and she places one hand on his neck and another in his hair. Gently she pulls his face back and looks into his eyes. She searches for a trace of doubt or humor- perhaps this was an elaborate prank- but she knew him better than that. 

“I don’t know what to say Sebastian. Just- I love you too.” she gasps out before capturing his lips with her own. Their lips molded against each other in passion and desperation. His hands dropped onto her waist and she groaned as he squeezed a newly formed bruise on her hip. He pulls away softly, moving his hands from her waist to her tear stained face. He wipes away her tears with his thumbs and whispers,

“Tell me again, and I’ll give you this potion.” He dangles a bottle of Wiggenweld in front of her face with a smile. She laughs and moves her head forward, pressing their foreheads against each other.

“I love you, Sebastian” she whispers leisurely against his lips. He kisses her once more before pulling away to allow her to take the vial from him. She downs in in one go and sighs as it warms her body. 

“Thank you,” she says and scoots over allowing him to join her on the couch. He leans her head against his chest and strokes her hair, watching as she drifts asleep. This time she dreams of him.

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Ominis x Reader

This is all about their friendship starting. Or how I imagine it would.

Disclaimer: I do not agree or support JKR or her comments. I don’t own the characters except my own.

Trigger-warning: light swearing, mentions of torture, spoilers for the game

Mostly this is just angsty and fluffy friendship building.

Your shoulders shook in time with your strangled sobs. The hard stone of the Undercroft against your bottom and back as you sat, curled up against a far pillar. Your head was pounding and you couldn’t tell if it was because of the cruciartis curse you had endured or because of how long you had been crying for.

The voices in your head were relentless.

He had to do it.

You’re being dramatic.

“You have to mean it”

He wanted to hurt you..

The pain of the curse was still tingling within your skeleton and with each sob you bones ached. There was only one truth. Sebastian meant to cause you pain and even with the best of intentions that meant he was capable of hurting you in a way you never wanted to feel again.

You had been avoiding them. Even thinking about facing either of them was embarrassing. They had heard your screams and seen your body crumple to the floor next to Noctua’s corpse. Then they moved onto the next most pressing issue. Ominis pleading with Sebastian to leave and Sebastian babbling like a schoolboy in a candy store about Salazars Spellbook. All of this while you caught your breath and tried to regain something within yourself that felt further and further away as time stretched on.

Eventually you realized that no one was coming to your aid and if you wanted some comfort you needed to look elsewhere. When your thoughts cleared, you realized that nobody could know about this experience and therefor comfort was an unreasonable expectation. You let that go as well.

Until now, you had been pretending that everything was normal aside from avoiding Sebastian and Ominis. Since you were so new, nobody noticed. Nobody even batted an eye at your new behavior because you hadn’t even had time to establish a known normal. So instead of feeling ignored and used to fix other people’s problems, you made your way to the Undercroft. You needed to release yourself.

Eventually, the tears slowed and you sat in the silence until you heard footsteps.

“Hello?” you squeaked. The question caught in your throat.

“I’m so sorry, I came down to check on you and upon hearing your - well hearing what state you were in- I didn’t know what to do,” Ominis spoke and stepped into the light of the many flames in the Undercroft.

Shame, fucking endless shame exuded from you.

“This is my issue, Ominis. Don’t be sorry. I apologize for not realizing your presence sooner.” you spoke stiffly. It had been almost 3 weeks since you last spoke.

“Why are you doing this?” he asked abruptly. Did he sound angry? “Why won’t you talk to us- to me?” He was scolding you. Speaking as though you were a petulant child. You hadn’t just had a childlike squabble. For Merlin’s sake you had been tortured by people you thought were your friends. This enraged you further and all of the anger at their betrayal bubbled up.

“Why would I, Ominis? Sebastian made it abundantly clear that in his search for Anne’s cure I am an object to be used. ‘Solve this puzzle, Please talk to Ominis for me, either cast Crucio on me or i’ll do it to you’” you mimicked.

Ominis flinched at the darkness in your voice as you called out their friend.

“And fine- I can handle that, Sebastian is single mindedly focused on his goal but you… I thought we were starting to become friends. And after he did what he did your concern was on him. I lay breathless next to your ‘favorite aunts’ bones and your worry was on him.”

“You said- you consented..” he started as you yelled at him,

“What was I meant to do? I couldn’t have cast it, that is for sure.”

“I-I don’t know what to say.” he all but whispered. Then you noticed the tears on his face and all the anger, all the rage disappeared.

“Ominis, I am sorry. I have so much on my plate and I took it out on you. You’re right. I agreed. This is not your burden to bear.” you stood up and moved closer. “Please don’t cry,” you whispered.

“He is my dearest friend. I had no idea he was capable of something so cruel.” he explained. You took his hand. He lifted his head to your direction; his unseeing eyes searched your face for an answer to an unspoken question that you didn’t have the answer to.

Gingerly, you pulled him to the floor where you sat side-by-side in your grief. You both decided to forgive Sebastian because of the obvious reason- you both cared for him and for each other.

“Ominis?” you broke the silence first.

“Yes?”

“Does this mean we’re friends now?” you asked motioning to your still joined hands. He laughed softly and squeezed your hand tighter.

“We’re in this together now” He answered with a sigh, “So I suppose we are friends.”

“Fucking finally.” You nudged him as he rolled his eyes, laughing all the while.

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you deserve to be with someone who looks at you every single day like they’ve won the lottery and have the whole world in front of them

@sexual-texts (via sexual-texts)

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♚ glamourqueenn ♚

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Under that fur, she’s probably blushing

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