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charmed [12]: 'expecto patronum' (remus lupin x reader)
a/n: happy new year guys<3 welcome back to charmed! this part continues directly after part 8, the christmas special, as everyone at hogwarts slowly return to classes after the holiday break. may it ease your transition back to work/school for you too. as always, id love some feedback and your thoughts/ideas as this series is still v much in progression!
series summary: set in the prisoner of azkaban, including its major plot points. remus and y/n get hired by dumbledore last minute to teach at hogwarts, defense against the dark arts and charms respectively. not wanting the students to know they are married, they navigate the challenging year through hidden glances, hand holds underneath the table and loving moments in their offices. even with all their efforts to conceal their relationship, their chemistry does not go unnoticed by the student population of hogwarts, who grow fond of the pair as they offer them some of the best classes they’ve had in a while. their relationship as newlyweds is strengthened as teaching the next generation of wizards unlocks a sea of memories of their love story. for the second time in his life, remus holds hogwarts responsible for some of his happiest memories. he’s given the chance to create them with the love of his life, y/n, who has taught and continues to teach him that every part of him is lovable, remaining forever under her charm.
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1980 flashback.
Y/N and Remus were on a cliff. Under it, were a sea of Dementors swirling, slowly making their ascent towards them.
“Y/N, stop, this mission is too dangerous! Let’s go report back to Dumbledore saying we were ambushed!” Remus cried.
Y/N shook her head, looking towards the Dementors.
“Dumbledore wanted us to talk to them, so I will!”
“Don’t be ridiculous, with that amount of them it’s no use- they’d suck your soul out.”
Y/N cried. “Don’t you see what I’m doing? I love you and you love me, but the only reason you won’t let us be together is that you’re too scared, so now I’m gonna give you something REAL to be scared about!”
“Y/N, don’t be crazy-“
With that, Remus stepped forward, clasped both of Y/N’s cheeks in his hands and kissed with her.
Y/N jerked awake. There she laid in her bed, back slightly sweaty and her blanket sliding off the left side of her body. What the fuck was that about… she thought. Getting out of bed, she went to the bathroom to pee.
Why was she dreaming about intense, dramatic, romantic declarations with Remus? Her best friend?
Deep down, she knew.
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1993, present time.
“Professor Y/L/N.”
Professor McGonagall said, walking into the teacher’s lounge. It was empty except for Y/N.
“Hi, Professor McGonagall!”
“Did you have a good Christmas holiday?” Professor McGonagall said, pulling on the chair beside Y/N’s and taking a seat. She pulled out a massive package wrapped in brown paper.
“I did, I did. Very peaceful with Remus, and happy to be at Hogwarts. It’s just magical here. You?”
“Yes, very restful. Now… listen. We have a situation that would require your help and expertise, if you would be willing to participate.”
“Yes, of course, what’s going on?” Y/N quirked her eyebrow in worry, glancing down at the package McGonagall started opening up. “Wow, beautiful broom!”
“Indeed, it is the latest model. A Firebolt. Extremely rare and expensive, as you might know, and it was sent to Harry Potter.”
Y/N looked up to meet McGonagall’s gaze before she continued, “anonymously. Because of the peculiarities of his situation… and who might have sent it, I thought it’d be best to confiscate it and have you and Madam Hooch strip it down to make sure it isn’t dangerous.”
Y/N nodded, inspecting the broom carefully. “Yes, of course, I completely understand.” She dragged a hand slowly across the broomstick to feel its new varnish. “How did Harry react to it?”
McGonagall sighed slightly. “Oh you can imagine, boys. Him and Weasley seemed absolutely furious at Miss Granger, who was the one who brought this broom to my attention. I’m afraid their friendship with her is a bit rocky at the moment… although it can’t be entirely about the Firebolt. I’ve been hearing Weasley cuss out Granger’s cat often, something about him wanting to eat his rat… anyway. I’ll leave it to Madam Hooch to store, then, and you can work out with her a schedule to perform the safety tests on it?”
“Yep, that sounds good, thank you Minerva.” Y/N said, distractedly bidding McGonagall goodbye as the latter stepped out politely, glisteningly new broomstick in hand.
Y/N tried to imagine what Harry must’ve looked like when he received the Firebolt. Little did she know that the pair actually had her husband in mind for a split second.
"I can't believe this," Harry muttered, running a hand along the Firebolt, while Ron sank onto Harry's bed, laughing his head off at the thought of Malfoy. "Who -?"
"I know," said Ron, controlling himself, "I know who it could've been -- Lupin!"
"What?" said Harry, now starting to laugh himself "Lupin? Listen, if he had this much gold, he'd be able to buy himself some new robes."
"Yeah, but he likes you," said Ron. "And he was away when your Nimbus
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got smashed, and he might've heard about it and decided to visit Diagon Alley and get this for you --"
"What d'you mean, he was away?" said Harry. "He was ill when I was playing in that match."
"Well, he wasn't in the hospital wing," said Ron. "I was there, cleaning out the bedpans on that detention from Snape, remember?"
Harry frowned at Ron.
"I can't see Lupin affording something like this.”
Hogwarts really was its students, Y/N thought. The Christmas holiday had barely ended, and now with the students coming back, the monotonous uneventfulness of the winter break came to a sudden halt as well.
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Classes started again the next day. The last thing anyone felt like
doing was spending two hours on the grounds on a raw January morning, but Hagrid had provided a bonfire full of salamanders for their
enjoyment, and they spent an unusually good lesson collecting dry wood and leaves to keep the fire blazing while the flame-loving lizards scampered up and down the crumbling, white-hot logs. Harry was just turning over a burning piece of wood with two sticks when a few of his friends beside him said, “Hi, Professor Lupin! Professor Y/L/N!”
Harry looked up, surprised to see his Defence Against the Dark Arts and Charms teachers marching down the hill towards Hagrid’s Hut. Professor Lupin was wearing his usual patchy brown winter coat, while Professor Y/L/N was in her black one, hands clad with pink mittens and neck wrapped in a thick scarf that took up half her chest.
“Hi guys!” Y/N waved merrily, stomping her boots through the snow. “Hagrid, we saw from the window you had a salamander bonfire going and started craving fire-roasted marshmallows, do you think it’d be alright?”
“We really hope we’re not disturbing in your lesson.” Remus said.
“Of course not!” Hagrid let out a large belly laugh, “the more the merrier at my lessons! Actually gang, this is a good opportunity. Everyone, let’s feed the salamanders a bit of pepper, maybe their burps will give you a good flame for your marshmallows.”
The class excitedly lined up in front of Hagrid to get a spoonful of pepper, then went looking on the ground for a nice long stick before going to Y/N and Remus for a marshmallow.
“Do NOT roast marshmallows on your wand!” Y/N cried out, tears of laughter leaking out of her eyes as she pointed to Seamus, who was about to attempt sticking his own wand on top of the flames.
“The salamanders won’t try to eat the marshmallows, will they?” A student asked.
The class, along with Remus and Y/N looked at Hagrid, who answered, “No, no, they’re not into that food. They must eat pepper to stay alive, don’t forget that.”
Once everyone managed to successfully feed a salamander pepper and get a good crispiness on their marshmallow, Hagrid called for a break so everyone can sit down on a tree stump and enjoy their snack.
The class was coming to an end, and everyone helped clean up with sticky fingers.
“I wanna feed one of the salamanders,” Y/N whispered into Remus as they stood to the side, watching Hagrid wrap up his lesson.
“Here, let’s go get some pepper.”
They snuck up on a salamander that was blissfully roasting in the fire.
“How much do I give-“
“Oh, shit-“
“Run- aH!”
Remus had clumsily overfed a salamander and it let out a heavy burp that lit a small flame on Remus’ sleeve.
“Rem, HERE, HERE! SNOW!” Y/N frantically yelled at him, all while picking up fistfuls of snow and throwing them at him in hopes to put the fire out on.
The students watch the scene unfold with hands covering their mouths, as Y/N pushed Remus onto the snow, accidentally sending herself onto the ground as well.
“Is it out, is the fire out-“ Y/N gasped for air, partially out of breath out of exhaustion, but also from the sheer pain in her ribs that came from laughing too much.
“It’s out, it’s out.” Remus panted.
“Professors,” Hagrid said, shaking his head, pulling the both of them up as if they were dolls. “Always, always feed salamanders by the spoonful.
“Right, so sorry Hagrid.”
The class left for the Castle in extremely high spirits, faces still red from how hard they laughed at Professors Y/L/N and Lupin.
“God, they’re just the best, aren’t they?”
“They’re so fucking funny each time they’re together, I can’t.”
"Still looks ill, doesn't he?" Ron said to Harry as they walked down the
corridor. "What d'you reckon's the matter with him?”
There was a loud and impatient "tuh" from behind them. It was Hermione, who had been walking behind them, wrestling to zip up her bag, which was so full of books it wouldn't close.
"And what are you tutting at us for?" said Ron irritably.
"Nothing," said Hermione in a lofty voice, heaving her bag back over her shoulder.
"Yes, you were," said Ron. "I said I wonder what's wrong with Lupin, and you —"
"Well, isn't it obvious?" said Hermione, with a look of maddening superiority.
"If you don't want to tell us, don't," snapped Ron. "Fine," said Hermione haughtily, and she marched off.
"She doesn't know," said Ron, staring resentfully after Hermione.
It seemed that the marshmallows were not enough to put the boys in a mood good enough to forgive their friend.
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"Had a good Christmas?" Oliver Wood said as he saw Harry in the hallway, and then, without waiting for an answer, he sat down, lowered his voice, and said, "I've been, doing some thinking over Christmas, Harry. After last match, you know. If the dementors come to the next one... I mean... we can't afford you to — well —"
Wood broke off, looking awkward.
"I'm working on it," said Harry quickly. "Professor Lupin said he'd train me to ward off the dementors. We should be starting this week. He said he'd have time after Christmas.”
“Oh, okay amazing!
After Defence Against the Dark Arts class, Harry went up to Remus’ desk.
"Ah yes," said Lupin, when Harry reminded him of his promise at the end of class. "Let me see... how about eight o'clock on Thursday evening? The History of Magic classroom should be large enough.... I'll have to think carefully about how we're going to do this.... We can't bring a
real dementor into the castle to practice on...."
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“I love Thursday evenings.” Y/N plopped down onto the bed, rubbing her eyes. “This first week back to classes has been brutal. Thank God, my Fridays are chill.”
“My Fridays,” Remus plopped down right beside her, “are not chill. I have a 1st-period class.”
Y/N laughed, rolling over to swing her arm over him.
“Oh, you think that’s funny?” Remus grunted, turning over onto his side to stare at her scoldingly, which only made her laugh even more.
“Very funny.”
A few moments of silence passed as their laughter died down, before Remus broke it again.
“I have to meet up with Harry to show him how to make a Patronus, you wanna come?”
“Ooh, interesting.” Y/N said with her eyes closed.
“Or you can sleep.”
“I’m not sleeping.”
“Your eyes are closed.”
“And my mouth is moving.” Y/N replied. “If I was asleep, would I be talking right now?”
Remus chuckled, leaning down to peck her on the lips. Y/N opened one eye, squinting at him.
“Okay, yes, I’d love to come. I wonder if he’ll be better at Patronuses than me, it literally took me 4 years to get one.”
“Let’s go find out.” Remus said, getting up.
“Wait, gimme another kiss.” Y/N said, pulling him back down, to which he happily obliged.
The two then walked hand in hand to the History of Magic classroom, there were no students around at this hour, separating once they neared it.
Harry was already there when they arrived, and he already lit the lamps for them.
“Hi, Harry! How are you? Do you mind if I join you guys tonight?”
“Hi, Professor Y/L/N, it’s no problem. What’s that?” Harry said, turning to the large packing case Remus was heaving onto Professor Binn’s desk.
"Another boggart," said Lupin, stripping off his cloak. "I've been combing the castle ever since Tuesday, and very luckily, I found this one lurking inside Mr. Filch's filing cabinet. It's the nearest we'll
get to a real dementor. The boggart will turn into a dementor when he sees you, so we'll be able to practice on him. I can store him in my office when we're not using him; there's a cupboard under my desk he'll like.”
"Okay," said Harry, trying to sound as though he wasn't apprehensive at all and merely glad that Lupin had found such a good substitute for a real dementor.
"So..." Professor Lupin had taken out his own wand, and indicated that Harry should do the same. "The spell I am going to try and teach you is highly advanced magic, Harry -- well beyond ordinary Wizarding Level. It is called the Patronus Charm.”
"How does it work?" said Harry nervously.
"Well, when it works correctly, It conjures up a Patronus," said Lupin, "which is a kind of anti- dementor -- a guardian that acts as a shield between you and the dementor. The Patronus is a kind of positive force, a projection of the very things that the dementor feeds upon -- hope, happiness, the desire to survive -- but it cannot feel despair, as real humans can, so the dementors can't hurt it. But I must warn you, Harry, that the charm might be too advanced for you. Many qualified wizards have difficulty with it.”"
"What does a Patronus look like?" said Harry curiously.
"Each one is unique to the wizard who conjures it.” Y/N said.
"And how do you conjure it?”
"With an incantation-“ both Remus and Y/N said at the same time.
“Sorry, go ahead,” Remus said politely to her.
“An incantation, which will work only if you are concentrating, with all your might, on a single, very happy memory.” Y/N finished.
"The incantation is this --" Lupin cleared his throat. "Expecto patronum!”
"Expecto patronum, " Harry repeated under his breath, "expecto patronum.”
"Concentrating hard on your happy memory?”
"Oh -- yeah --" said Harry, quickly forcing his thoughts back to that first broom ride. "Expecto patrono -- no, patronum -- sorry -- expecto patronum, expecto patronum”
Something whooshed suddenly out of the end of his wand; it looked like a wisp of silvery gas.
"Did you see that?" said Harry excitedly. "Something happened!”
Y/N let out an encouraging, excited little whoop.
"Very good," said Lupin, smiling. "Right, then -- ready to try it on a dementor?”
Lupin grasped the lid of the packing case and pulled. A dementor rose slowly from the box, its hooded face turned toward Harry, one glistening, scabbed hand gripping its cloak. The lamps around the classroom flickered and went out. The dementor stepped from the box and started to sweep silently toward Harry, drawing a deep, rattling breath. A wave of piercing cold broke over him —
"Expecto patronum!" Harry yelled. "Expecto patronum! Expecto —"
“Oh God-“ Y/N said as she watched Harry’s eyes roll back and his knees buckle.
She conjured a pillow with her wand just in time to cushion his head as he fell to the ground.
“Harry!"
Harry jerked back to life. He was lying flat on his back on the floor. The classroom lamps were alight again.
"Sorry," he muttered, sitting up and feeling cold sweat trickling down behind his glasses.
"Are you all right?" said Lupin.
"Yes..." Harry pulled himself up on one of the desks and leaned against it.
"Here --" Lupin handed him a Chocolate Frog. "Eat this before we try again. I didn't expect you to do it your first time; in fact, I would have been astounded if you had.”
"It's getting worse," Harry muttered, biting off the Frog's head. "I could hear her louder that time -- and him -- Voldemort”
Y/N exchanged a look with Lupin, who looked paler than usual.
"Harry, if you don't want to continue, I will more than understand —"
"I do!" said Harry fiercely, stuffing the rest of the Chocolate Frog
into his mouth. "I've got to! What if the dementors turn up at our match
against Ravenclaw? I can't afford to fall off again. If we lose this game we've lost the Quidditch Cup!”
“Okay, Harry.” Y/N said slowly. “We can try again.”
Another go, another fall to the floor. This time, Remus had to tap on his face for a minute before he woke up. Tears were streaming down his face.
“Listen, Harry -- perhaps we should leave it here for tonight. This charm is ridiculously advanced.... I shouln't have suggested putting you through this…." Remus said.
"No!" said Harry. He got up again. "I'll have one more go! I'm not thinking of happy enough things, that's what it is.... Hang on…." He turned to Y/N. “Was it this hard for you to learn this spell?”
“Oh, yes. It took me an embarassingly long time to get a Patronus, four years.”
“Why?”
“Um… it took me a while to get a memory happy enough I think.” Y/N said, glancing over at Remus.
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1980.
Things had been culminating to an all-point high. Remus and Y/N were best friends, and they had waltzed around each other past the point where all their friends were teasing them about how cute they were and were now more exasperated than amused.
Remus and Y/N also knew in their hearts something had to give soon, because they had been fighting a fire that had no chance of being contained. They were both just too afraid to set it free.
Until…
“Y/N?!” Remus screamed out when he saw her.
The pair were on a hill in the outskirts of town, where a secret Portkey was placed for a mission for the Order.
“You signed up for this mission?!” Remus yelled again, eyes as wide as saucers.
“Yeah, are you okay? Why are you yelling like this?” Y/N said.
“Don’t do this. Not right now, I can’t handle this.” Remus shook his head. “You can’t go on this mission.”
Y/N took a step back incredulously, crossing her arms. “I can’t? You’re deciding that for me?”
“It’s way too fucking dangerous, this isn’t some regular Order mission, it’s going into a werewolf habitat okay- you can’t go on this one, I won’t let you.”
Y/N scoffed. “Rem, I’ll be fine.”
She took a step towards the Portkey, but felt her body get pulled away. Her eyes went to Remus’ hand, that was firmly holding her elbow back. She met his gaze.
He didn’t let go. His grip on her elbow was firm, not to the point of holding her, but tight enough for the warmness of his hand to spread along her entire arm.
“Please, Y/N, just let me go. I can’t bear to see you in danger, it’ll- it’ll.. it’ll absolutely tear my heart apart. It’ll tear me apart.”
Y/N had never seen Remus like this. His eyes were glossy.
“Rem…” Y/N whispered softly. “I’ve been in dangerous situations before-“
“No, no, it’s different now. I can’t have anything happen to you, not even the slightest risk of anything.”
Y/N blinked. Remus let go of her.
“Y/N…” Remus began, but then shook his head, cursing. He glanced at the Portkey and tried again. “My feelings… the feelings I have for you, have grown, and I’m afraid they’ve grown to a point where I-“
Y/N’s chest burned from the way she held her breath. Or maybe it was burning because this was the moment she didn’t know she was waiting for.
“I want you in my life, in-in more than just a friend way. You are the air that I breathe. I’m in love with you, Y/N.”
Y/N burst into happy tears.
“I’m in love with you too, Remus.”
Remus blinked away tears as the biggest expression of shock took over his face.
“You are?!” He cried.
The Portkey started shaking. It started spinning faster and faster until everything around them got caught in its stirring wind.
“Of course I am!” Y/N yelled exasperatedly. “How could you not see, of fucking course I-“
Remus pulled her to him so her chest hit his, as he crashed his lips onto hers. In this small tornado of their own, they kissed for the very first time and time stopped.
Y/N latched onto his collar, pulling him even closer. She had needed this, needed this for so long, no matter how much their lips were touching, she needed to melt into him. Remus’ arm held her tight against him, refusing to let go.
Finally, a second, a minute, a small eternity later, they broke apart. Hair messy, cheeks wet, lips bruised red. Panting, smiling.
The Portkey had left without them.
“Let’s go home.” Remus said.
“You’re my home.”
“You’re so corny,” Remus chuckled, but cupped both Y/N’s cheeks and kissed her again. That’s where his lips were meant to be.
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Present time.
“Can we have another go? Just one more? Professor Y/L/N?”
“Hmm?” Y/N jerked awake from daydreaming about her fond memory. Wispy silver smoke had been leaking out from her wand. “Remus?”
“Alright…” Remus said, as if it was against his better judgement. He held onto the lid of the case. “Concentrating hard? Ready?”
Harry nodded. The Dementor rose out of it.
'EXPECTO PATRONUM!" Harry bellowed. "EXPECTO PATRONUM! EXPECTO PATRONUM!”
He stayed on his feet this time. A huge, silver shadow came bursting out of the end of Harry's wand, to hover between him and the dementor.
"Riddikulus!" roared Lupin, springing forward.
There was a loud crack, and Harry's cloudy Patronus vanished along with the dementor; he sank into a chair, clutching his chest.
Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Remus and Y/N forcing the Boggart back into the case. It had turned into a silvery orb again.
"Excellent!" Lupin said, striding over to where Harry sat. "Excellent, Harry! That was definitely a start!”
“That was so good!” Y/N said, bouncing on her feet, joining them and giving Harry a clap on the back.
"Can we have another go? Just one more go?”
"Not now," said Lupin firmly. "You've had enough for one night. Here --"
He handed Harry a large bar of Honeydukes' best chocolate.
"Eat the lot, or Madam Pomfrey will be after my blood. Same time next week?"
“Yeah.”
The three sat there for a small while, mostly in silence as Harry finished off his chocolate. Harry smiled to himself, sandwiched between Y/N and Remus. When he finished, he thanked them and bid them goodbye, leaving the two professors behind.
“I want one.” Y/N said abruptly, watching the door from which Harry just left.
“Oh, sorry love, I only had one bar I think-“ Remus said, patting his pockets.
“No, not chocolate,” Y/N said, this time turning her head to meet Remus’ eyes. “I want a child.”
to be continued
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a deleted scene from the end of No wealth, no ruin, no silver, no gold, because i still like this dialogue even though i decided not to include it in the final version of the fic.
featuring the 212th’s finest off-duty, which should be its own warning. very soft pre-codywan vibes if you squint. troopers auks and rags belong to @shootingstarpilot.
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“Work on your after-action if you need something to do,” Waxer tells him, handing over a single data pad. “Or get your ass kicked at cards. There’s a couple new decks with dirty artwork.”
Because he is their actual commanding officer and it's expected of him, Cody gives Waxer a vaguely unimpressed look. Waxer ignores it and drops a pillow in his lap.
“Zeltron artwork?” Wooley asks, hopeful.
“Hutt artwork,” Gearshift snickers. “Real nasty stuff.”
Sitting cross-legged near Cody and working a comb through his voluminous hair, Auks scrunches up his face. “There's something seriously wrong with you, man.”
“Some long-neck got drunk and pissed in his tube,” Peel drawls from a few bunks away, otherwise absorbed in his pad. “I saw the records on Kamino.”
“I want to report a superior officer for spreading malicious slander about my tube,” Gearshift says plaintively to the air.
One of his squaddies snorts. “Reporting chain starts with the sarge, trooper.”
“Your sergeant doesn't care, trooper,” another voice pipes up cheerfully, further away.
“Neither does your lieutenant,” said lieutenant volunteers.
“Or your captain,” adds Captain Peel.
“I'm transferring to a different company,” Gearshift says.
Another squadmate laughs outright. “Maybe Ranphyx or Cataclysm has a stash of Hutt holos—”
“It was a kriffing joke, I'm not actually into kriffing Hutts—!”
“But are you into Hutts kriffing, that's the question—”
Squabbling ensues.
Cody leans back against his pillows, head tipped back, eyes closed, and listens a while. His feet tuck under the edge of someone's blanket. Waxer is directly to his left, warm and solid. Auks is nearby, swearing at his hair. The faint scent of Rags' latest hooch drifts by once in a while.
The edges of the world are softened, somehow. It's easier to breathe. Those jagged things in Cody's chest aren't gone, but they feel a little duller. Less likely to reach up and rip his throat out.
Obi-Wan is alive.
“Eyes on the general?” he murmurs to Waxer.
Waxer hums affirmatively. “Boil and Longshot. He's meditating up on the observation deck.”
Memory washes over Cody. He's found Obi-Wan meditating there so many times before, oriented toward the enormous windows, breathing slow and measured. Sometimes he hovers off the deck. Sometimes he blinks his eyes open and looks over with a smile.
Hello, Cody.
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Why Maizie and Cuddles partner up. #greatminds
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They mostly went away with the colder weather, but yes I am still a tad paranoid about fruit flies. The lid can stay for a while. Part of the reason I keep using those classy IKEA juice glasses that it fits on, tbqh. 😵
A little Saturday night tipple: another fairly recent hooch experiment, concocted out of what was left in a bottle of high-juice blackcurrant drink concentrate (where currants are "wineberries"!) mixed with an amusingly named herbal tea claiming to be hibiscus-blueberry-sea buckthorn.
At least to my tiny Anglophone brain, "AAH" sounds more like a tonsil exam than anything else. And I haven't had any of those since ca. 1980. Also, the manufacturers are the ones who chose that capitalization, and I am just running with it. Because how could I not.
That was a new type of yeast I was trying, and it certainly did the job. I'll have to try it side by side with another strain I know better to say how it might be affecting flavors.
This batch turned out pretty enjoyable, though the berry flavor in that AAH tea is leaning a little perfumey after it's fermented too. Not sure I'll get more of it, but I had to try when I saw it. I do love hibiscus.
Just throwing in the latest crazy shit that Spotify's algorithm has decided to feed me, because it's sort of funny. And evidently from a supergroup started by some dude here in Malmö. Apparently tonight we are getting another strange mix of Swedish-language punk and assorted older pop and synth type stuff.
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Centre must step in, liquor business in Bihar police-sponsored: BJP | India News
Centre must step in, liquor business in Bihar police-sponsored: BJP | India News
NEW DELHI: The death of 39 persons in Bihar’s latest hooch tragedy loudly echoed in Parliament, with BJP members blaming police for the poor enforcement of prohibition and asking Centre to look into the failure which has resulted in thousands of crores in bribes to police and a poor law and order situation. In Lok Sabha, BJP member Sanjay Jaiswal made the sensational charge that police had so far…
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In the latest political news, Congress MP Rahul Gandhi has raised several questions over the recent shocking hooch tragedy in Gujarat. More than 35 people have lost their lives in this tragedy due to the consumption of toxic liquor. Gujarat is a dry state and is the home state of Prime Minister Narendra Modi.
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Under attack over hooch deaths, Nitish wants drones, dogs in fight against illicit liquor
Under attack over hooch deaths, Nitish wants drones, dogs in fight against illicit liquor
Battling criticism over repeated hooch tragedies, Bihar Chief Minister Nitish Kumar now wants drones and trained dogs to detect illegal stashes of tipplers’ delight to effectively enforce the prohibition law.
Kumar asked officials of the excise and prohibition department to explore the possibility of using Unmanned Aerial Vehicles (UAV), called drones in popular language, dog squads and…
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Bihar Hooch Tragedy: समस्तीपुर में शराब से एक और मौत, अब तक 9 की गई जान, गोपालगंज में एसपी की बड़ी कार्रवाई
Bihar Hooch Tragedy: समस्तीपुर में शराब से एक और मौत, अब तक 9 की गई जान, गोपालगंज में एसपी की बड़ी कार्रवाई
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Bihar hooch tragedy: CM Nitish Kumar calls high level meeting on November 16 over liqour ban
Bihar hooch tragedy: CM Nitish Kumar calls high level meeting on November 16 over liqour ban
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Earlier on Friday, the CM held a review meeting regarding the prohibition of liquor in the state.
Bihar Chief Minister Nitish Kumar on Monday called a high-level meeting on November 16 to deliberate the liquor ban in the state following the death of 33 people due to consumption of spurious liquor in the state.
“Such things happen when people do illegal business. We have…
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UP: 4 dead, 3 hospitalised after consuming spurious liquor in Chitrakoot
UP: 4 dead, 3 hospitalised after consuming spurious liquor in Chitrakoot
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Four people died while three more took ill after allegedly consuming spurious liquor in a village in Chitrakoot, police said on Sunday. Inspector General, Chitrakoot Dham (range), K Satya Narayan said a sub-inspector and a constable have been suspended on charges of laxity following the incident, and action is being initiated against the station house…
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2 dead after consuming suspected spurious liquor in Bihar
2 dead after consuming suspected spurious liquor in Bihar
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2 dead after consuming suspected spurious liquor in Bihar
Two persons have died while two others were taken ill, one of them seriously, after consuming suspected spurious liquor in Kaimur district of Bihar. The sale and consumption of alcohol in Bihar was banned by the Nitish Kumar government in April 2016. Four people had fallen ill after consuming suspected…
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