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tinkabelle24 · 2 months

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You're Just As Sane As I Am

Val showcases her tattoos.

Universe: TMNT (2007)

Relationship/s: Raphael/OC Val Scott

Tag/s: Awkward Flirting, Sexual Tension, Banter, Fluff and Humour, Tattoos

A/N: I've had this in my notes since December 2022. After showing it to a friend of mine @miss-andromeda I decided to add it to my TBaH AU as a quick Harry Potter themed one-shot... Hope you all enjoy!

TW! No trigger warnings, just some tooth-rotting fluff. 🥰

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"No, no, no! Don't do that!"

Raph felt Val's hand on his shoulder as he prepared to drain their fettuccini.

The red-banded terrapin gawked at her. "What?" He asked, carefully relinquishing control of the hot pot. "It was just sittin' there on the stove."

"You don't throw out pasta water, silly," the brunette chided as she returned it to the stove. Turning back around, she shot him a playfully stern look. "Pasta water is liquid gold; you don't pour gold down the sink."

"What're ya on about?" He chuckled, shaking his head. "It's just water."

"Just-" Val scoffed, feigning offence. "What?!"

Raph quirked an amused brow ridge at her.

"My goodness... Alright, lemme show you something," she beckoned him to join her at the stove. He obliged.

"See this?" The woman gestured to the pan of sauteed mushrooms, pork sausage and pesto. Raph hummed distractedly. He was trying to listen, truly. But his mind was fixated on their closeness.

The pair were packed together like sardines in her tiny kitchen. They typically occupied different areas (e.g., one at the stove, the other the counter) to avoid inadvertently feeling one another up.

Well, it was happening.

They stood adjacent to one another, with Val positioned slightly forward so they were not constantly bumping shoulders. Only problem was she had nowhere to go but toward him.

Raph kept his hands above his hips; one braced against the edge of the stove, the other at his waist. If he let the latter hang naturally, he'd certainly end up touching her ass or, at the least, her bare legs.

Her citrusy-sweet perfume blessed his senses, ushering his thoughts to those summer afternoons he and his family spent at the farm; chowing down on fresh fruit and sculling homemade punch. It brought him great comfort.

He stole another glance at her partially visible thigh tattoo. Tonight was the first time he’d seen it, as she almost always had it covered by either jeans or sweatpants.

It was about the size of a dinner plate and depicted two Koi in a Yin-Yang setting. It was beautifully designed and provided a splash of colour to her mostly monochromatic style.

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Raph noticed it as soon as he arrived. He already knew what the Yin-Yang and Koi symbols typically meant, but he was curious to know what they meant to her.

"I'm a Pisces," she explained, raising her red-black tartan pyjama shorts to reveal the entire tattoo. Had she gone any higher, he would’ve needed to look away. "The dark-light Yin-Yang concept always resonated with me, so I had that implemented as well. I wanted my next one to be a little more, well... not personal, just-"

"-Wait, wait, wait..." Raph's interest piqued. "Are ya tellin' me you've got another tattoo?"

Not just any tattoo-

"A tramp stamp?" He couldn't help laughing.

The quote: 'You're just as sane as I am' was etched in cursive across her lower back.

Sweet saying. Unfortunate placement.

"It's not a tramp stamp," Lowering her shirt, Val turned to him with a frown; slender arms folding across her oversized Metallica shirt. "Haven't you heard of Harry Potter?"

Raph smirked. "Ahh, so you were one of those kids?"

"Whattaya mean by 'those kids'?" She dared him to elaborate.

"Ya know, the ones who make it their whole identity? The ones who took the quizzes to see which House they'd be in; which Patrona-thingy they'd get; which wand they'd get..."

"Alright, firstly, it's called a Patronus, m'kay? Secondly, I'm not ashamed to call myself a Potterhead, and neither should you. You're the same generation as me; there's absolutely no way you haven't taken at least one of those quizzes at some point in your life- ah, ah, ah! Don’t you dare try denyin' it, Raphael; I can see it on your face – you have done it!”

Ohh. Usin’ my full name now, are we?

Yeah, okay, fine. He had. Once. Once! Years ago. Leo initiated the trend, believe it or not. The lucky bastard got Gryffindor, Don got Ravenclaw (no surprise there), and Mikey got Hufflepuff (again, no surprise). As for him...

"I'll tell ya mine if you tell me yours."

She's a Ravenclaw. Surely. She's too much like Don not to be.

Val grinned triumphantly. "I got Gryffindor House."

Shit.

"Aw, what? I don't wanna tell ya mine anymore..."

"Now you have to tell me. C'mon, spill."

The terrapin heaved a defeated sigh. "Fine," he grumbled. "I got... Hufflepuff."

"Aww!" Val swooned. "Really??"

At that, Raph groaned and averted his gaze. You walked into that one, buddy.

"No, please. I’m sorry..." Val implored, trying not to laugh as she touched his forearm. "There's seriously nothing wrong with being a Hufflepuff. I actually think it's quite sweet. It suits you."

He eyed her quizzically.

"Sure, Gryffindor sounds cool. You've definitely got some of the traits. But hear me out, okay? You, the Nightwatcher. You went out, alone, and did your part to protect this city. For no other reason than that - to keep us safe. Another example..." She smiled tenderly, continuing. "I never thanked you for not telling anybody about how we met. You could have, but you didn't. For that, I'm incredibly grateful..."

He felt it, again; that fluttering sensation in the pit of his plastron. He equally delighted in and resented that feeling...

"You're welcome," he murmured, returning the smile.

"Hufflepuffs, at their core, are fiercely loyal, just, and protective people. You can't possibly stand there and tell me that doesn't sound like you... Wear that badge with pride, goddamnit!"

Raph chuckled and shook his head, fighting to conceal the absurdly large grin that was pulling at his lips.

Damn you, for makin' me feel things!

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"Hey, you with me?" Val bumped the terrapin with her hip, snapping him out of his reverie.

"Hm? Ah, right - pasta water."

She playfully rolled her eyes, before continuing. "The starch in the water acts as a thickener for the sauce," she explained, adding then stirring in a few tablespoons of the liquid. Lo and behold, a sauce started forming. "See what I mean? Water alone wouldn't do that."

"Well, whaddaya know..."

The brunette side-eyed him. He grinned. "Aw, piss off!" She laughed, elbowing his plastron.

#tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt raphael #tmnt raph #tmnt raph x oc #oc val scott #tmnt 2007 #tmnt 2003 #to build a home #tmnt fanfiction #tmnt fanfic

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usagirln120 · 6 months

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Shoto Todoroki: Hogwarts AU

Shoto Todoroki is a pureblood wizard born on the 11th of January 1980 and started attending Hogwarts on the 1st of September 1991, being sorted into Ravenclaw house.

He was the youngest son of Enji Todoroki, an auror who eventually became head of the Auror Office after Toshinori Yagi's retirement.

He grew up in an abusive household which eventually caused his mother to snap and pour boiling water down his face, scarring him for life.

Despite this, he was never angry with her and after befriending Izuku he started to visit her often at St. Mungos with his siblings.

Due to his abusive upbringing, he intended to only hang out with his siblings and not befriend anyone but that ended up failing as he became one of the best friends of Izuku Midoriya, one of the 15th chosen ones.

During his fifth year, he became a member of Makarov's Army (with him being one of the few members that knew about the existence of the Order of the Phoenix).

He, Katsuki and Izuku were the only members who were aware of it's existence due to their parents being members.

He went on the run in his 7th year with the rest of the Deku squad to hunt down All For One's horcruxes and later participated in the Battle of Hogwarts, which he was later given an Order of Merlin for after he helped with the defeat of his werewolf brother.

After graduating, he became an auror and later married Momo Yaoyorozu with the two of them having a daughter and twin sons together.

He has a beech wand with a unicorn hair core.

His Patronus is a Chow Dog.

His favorite subjects are Defense Against the Dark Arts and Charms.

His least favorite are Potions and Herbology.

#crossover hogwarts au #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #shoto todoroki

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wahbegan · 1 year

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Valid Reasons to Hate J.K. Rowling

Anti-Scottish Independence

I hold her personally responsible for Pottermore assigning me a FUCKING Chow as my Patronus

All that other shit, i guess w/e

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ohmygodshesinsane · 1 year

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What would you say are the Patroni of each of Lily’s friends and Mr & Mrs Potter

Ooh, that's a hard one! This is sending me down a research rabbit hole. This is also based on my interpretations of the characters (mainly as portrayed in 'creature comfort') so it may be a little different to dominant fanon interpretations :) To start with I took the Extended Patronus Quiz (here), taking it as each character, and then decided if I agreed/disagreed with that, but used it as a base.

Marlene - so Marlene's top answers came out as 'weasel', 'salmon', and 'dragonfly'. Of these, I thought the dragonfly suited her. She's definitely something with wings - free-spirited, light, and high energy. She's definitely unique and, when she comes to her Order days, quick on her feet. She's also a risk-taker. Dragonflies also don't live very long - :(

Mary - Mary came out with four answers at 100% - 'dolphin', 'white mare', 'black and white cat', and 'chow dog'. My Mary is definitely a cat person and I thought that the black and white cat suited her best of all of them. One website wrote that black and white cat patronii are 'aloof, yet affectionate', and I think that describes Mary to a degree. She tends to isolate herself but cares deeply, and has a gentle nurturing side. She's also fairly clever - it's her insecurity holding her back.

Dorcas - At 100% Dorcas got a 'thestral' and a 'buzzard'. She definitely has a thestral patronus. She is misunderstood, shadowy, and avoided, but is kind and accepting. She has a divinatory gift and has a deep interest in matters of life and death, fortune and free will. She is also introverted and tends to melancholy.

Euphemia Potter - Euphemia's top results were 'Dolphin' and 'Nebelung Cat'. One of my cats is actually a Nebelung, so I have a very soft spot for the breed, and I thought Euphemia suited that personality perfectly. She is loving, curious, loyal, strong, and cares deeply for her family and draws her strength from them.

Fleamont Potter - Fleamont got 'stoat' and 'nightjar'. I went back and forth on this for him, but decided on a stoat. He's a creative thinker, resilient, a little mischevious, and driven by passion and interest. Also, the stoat sort of resembles how I imagine him looking physically - tall and thin - and reminded me of Albus Potter's ferret, which I thought was cute.

Thanks for the question, anon!

#anon #asked #answered #patronus #hp #marlene mckinnon #mary macdonald #dorcas meadowes #euphemia potter #fleamont potter

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strawbunnysposts · 3 years

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@whaleofatjme1920 I just wanted to say how much I love and appreciate your art and how thankful I am for this doodle. Its been a rainy day for me and this brightened it up so much. 🥰 An amazing author, artist, and just person in general? What a triple threat!

Me with my patronus, a Chow Dog (what a fluffy boi)

#harry potter #patronus #dog #chow dog #digital art #seriously this artist has no business being so freaking talented!

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yourimaginarycupcake · 5 years

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Expecto patronum! :’)

#Patronus #HP #Chow chow #Pottermore #artists on tumblr #It's not perfect but I like it :')#Looks pretty neat #If I have to say so myself..

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sangyeonsofthours · 2 years

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the boyz as hogwarts students; hyung line

☾ this is purely based on my own knowledge about harry potter, the hogwarts universe and what thoughts and impressions i may have about the boyz members. It is also and slightly based on kevin’s answers to a fan and a friend’s impression on the boyz that also knows a lot about harry potter;

☾ maybe there’s things that are not really canon on the hogwarts universe, but i think i could have some artistic license for my own au, right?

☾ you can read 98 line here and maknae line here!

☾ thank you all for reading my stuff, i hope you’ll like it! please, do not forget to give me some feedback ♡

SANGYEON

house: hufflepuff patronus: eagle blood status: half blood pet: eagle owl best subjects: transfiguration and charms worst subject: potions

Sangyeon is the Head Boy of his house;

Was elected to be prefect for his house when he got to the fifth year;

He’s clever and responsible, got good grades and is an exemplary student;

He’s also hard-working and super good at leading;

Always takes care of the younger ones and anyone who needs his help, to be honest;

He’s pretty good at quidditch, he’s a chaser!!!

Captain of Hufflepuff Quidditch team;

Has the potential to be Hogwarts Champion;

Girls and boys all over Hogwarts have a crush on him because he’s that kind of guy that is super funny and super cute but isn’t really aware of that;

Looks harmless but could actually hex the shit out of you anytime if it was needed;

His friends constantly make fun of him for anything (poor boy is that type of hyung who the younger ones won’t leave alone);

JACOB

house: gryffindor patronus: peregrine falcon blood status: muggle born pet: black and white bunny best subject: charms and transfiguration worst subject: arithmancy

This boy here is too pure to be real;

You could easily mistake him for a Hufflepuff;

His personality sometimes can come off as calm or quiet;

But he takes pride in being a Gryffindor and will do anything to protect his house and it’s students;

And his friends!!!!

Wanna find him? Check out the library. He’ll be there tutoring first-years;

Or maybe he could be helping Madam Pomfrey in the infirmary;

Or any professor, for thar matter;

He’s probably one of McGonagall’s favorites students;

Will end up having a brilliant career in the wizarding world, probably at the ministry.

YOUNGHOON

house: hufflepuff patronus: chow chow blood status: pure blood pet: pygmy puff best subjects: charms and astronomy worst subject: ancient studies

Even though he's a pure blood, he’s super cute and loves getting to know anything about muggle borns and muggle things;

He’s part veela… so he obviously has girls (and boys) swooning over him all the time;

Could get away with anything because of this, but he doesn’t because he’s too pure to do anything wrong;

Has the most undying loyalty to his friends;

The elves at Hogwarts kitchen totally love him! He doesn’t need to steal food because they give it to Younghoon soooo gladly;

The true embodiment of ‘he protects, but he also attacks’;

Seems tough for a Hufflepuff, but because of his soft nature he does have the tendency to cry a lot depending on the situation. He needs to be protected sometimes. Hyunjae is always there to dry his tears tho;

He’s too clumsy to be around animals and plants for too much time, even tho herbology and care of magical creatures aren’t his worst subject;

Look too soft, but if there's a problem he'll confront it and take action needed - always with good intentions, of course.

HYUNJAE

house: slytherin patronus: raven blood status: pure blood pet: snowy owl best subject: defense against the dark arts worst subject: divination

Uses magic for everything;

Is a natural in pretty much every field of magic, probably due the fact that he grew up around so much magic, being son of a long lineage of pure bloods;

He doesn’t give a damn about the pure blood shit though;

Still, he’s kinda annoying… too cocky for everyone’s liking;

Well, he’s a slytherin, after all;

But I can guarantee you, he’s super funny and a sweetheart to the ones who knows him better;

Enjoys quidditch but doesn't play for his house;

He freaking aces at defense against the dark arts. Enough to be an auror, maybe;

Flirts a lot, but doesn’t really have a girlfriend/boyfriend;

n/a: thanks for reading until here! it won't take me too long to post the next part, bc it is already written, i promise! please, feel free to send me messages/asks about the boyz as hogwarts students ♡

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the-lions-mouth · 7 years

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btw my patronus: Chow Dog – One of the few ancient dog breeds, the Chow Chow is proud, independent, and highly suspicious of strangers but fiercely loyal to family. If your Patronus is the Chow Chow, the people closest to your heart know the lovable, playful you. However, everyone else may see you as introverted, proud, or even haughty. You hold those closest to you extremely close, but everyone else better steer clear. And woe the person who tries to hurt someone you love!

#chow dog #patronus

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shitthehousessay · 7 years

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idk if ur doing the patronus thing but i'm a Hufflepuff with a Chow Dog, which are supposed to be vicious but they're so fluffy and cute

Awww. Fluffy dogs are the best.- Mel (the Slytherin)

#asks #anom #shitthehousessay #mel #dogs #doggos #fluffers #fluffy dogs #chow dog patronus #patronus #answers of the week #hufflepuff

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revrads · 3 years

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The Irish Lads Hogwarts AU that nobody asked but I'm serving anyway cause my obsession with these chaotic Irishmen has been revived once again:

Kevin (Hufflepuff - Half-blood)

Wand: Spruce wood with Phoenix Feather, 14 3/4", Flexible

Patronus: Weasel

Animagus: Red panda

Favourite subject(s): Defense Against The Dark Arts (D. A. D. A) & Transfiguration

Least Favourite: Flying & History of Magic

Daniel (Hufflepuff - Pureblood)

Wand: Chestnut wood with Unicorn Hair, 13", flexible

Patronus: Siberian cat

Favourite subject(s): Care for Magical Creatures & History of Magic

Least Favourite: D. A. D. A & Potions

Sean/Jack (Ravenclaw - Muggleborn)

Wand: Dogwood with Dragon Heartstring, 12 1/4", Brittle

Patronus: Basset hound

Favourite subject(s): Charms & Flying

Least favourite: Flying (it's complicated)

Daithi (Slytherin - Pureblood)

Wand: Ebony wood with Dragon Heartstring, 14", Brittle

Patronus: Chow chow

Favourite subject(s): Potions & Transfiguration

Least favourite: Herbology

Brian (Gryffindor - Muggleborn)

Wand: Larch wood with Unicorn Hair, 13 3/4", Unyielding

Patronus: Buzzard

Favourite subject(s): Flying & Astronomy

Least favourite: Potions

#call me kevin #cmk #rtgame #jacksepticeye #daithi de nogla #terroriser #hogwarts au #hogwarts #the irish lads #The Irish Lads Hogwarts AU

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lexartsstuff · 3 years

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Patronus

My part of an art trade with my love @vanessaseymour . She asked for Liz and Bella together with their patronus'

Just a quiet night by the window, cuddling with each other and their patronus animals. Bella has a chow chow and Liz has a peacock

Liz belongs to Nessa and Bella belongs to me

#art trade #sixtented verse #isabella trastámara (sixtended)#elizabeth seymour (sixtended)#my love💕#gryffindor #slytherin

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wahbegan · 1 year

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Gotta pour one out for my Patronus (still livid about btw) the humble Chow Chow, i'd be the nation's number one bite risk breed too if i was deliberately bred to look that fucking stupid

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hogwartswelcomesyou · 7 years

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Hi! My group of friends and I are all Syltherin and I saw this page. I was wondering if you could do an analysis for Syltherin Chow Dog and Slytherin Doe. It's the only ones not on your master list.

I would be happy to! Though I still have several more Pottermore Patronuses to analyze for my Slytherin cohorts: rattlesnake, leopard, and black mamba are the next three on my list.

Dogs in general are associated with protection, devotion, and bravery. Chow Chows, native to China and one of the oldest dog breeds in the world, are most associated with the first of those traits, as they were the models for the guardian “Foo dogs” that guard many Buddhist temples and palaces. Its Chinese name translates to “puffy-lion dog,” and like lions the dogs have been known to be aggressive. They are incredibly protective of their owners, even compared to other dogs.

Having a Chow Chow as your Patronus means you find comfort in protecting. You are a territorial and authoritative sort – you don’t want anyone laying a foul hand on your things or your friends and family, and you have a bite more than venomous enough to ensure no one does. You are very in-tune and enamored with your heritage, which is very appropriate for a Slytherin, as well as noble of spirit. You take great satisfaction being a guardian to your interests and will fight for them with all of your fire. Should you ever come to a dead-end leading to certain doom, this Patronus will bound out of your wand, its posture majestically tall and its teeth fiercely bared. It will protect you until you remember the power you feel in protecting the ones you love…and then rise to likewise protect yourself, the thing your loved ones cherish most.

Deer are peaceful creatures who were once sacred to the Greco-Roman Goddess of the Hunt, Artemis/Diana. While stags are generally associated with heraldry, does are symbolic of gentility, vigilance, determination, and virginity.

Having a Doe as your Patronus means you find comfort in grace – not physical grace, but the kind you find in true nobility. You are a loyal friend who does not give your devotion blindly or change your allegiance easily. Like many other Slytherins, you have a code of honor that is strictly your own, but that you will always obey. You are likely more grounded in your code than many of your more flexible compatriots, and you likely have a very level temper. It’s very hard to get a rise out of you (not unlike a certain Hogwarts professor who shares your Patronus). Should you ever find yourself falling in the never-ending, chaotic spiral of despair, your Patronus will come for you. It will stride silently toward you, becoming a constant star in the endless blackness, and as you stare into its silvery white eyes, you will see yourself, standing straight and tall with a grace you didn’t know you even had. And then suddenly you’ll realize…you actually are standing that tall, at that very moment.

~Tory

#tory speaks #patronus analysis #slytherin pride #alyxn #chow chow #doe

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halothenthehorns · 3 years

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All in the Family

Chapter 48: The Patronus

The place was not even lit, which hadn't boded well the past few times for them, so Remus was quick to wave his wand and light the candles along the wall. It revealed nothing more than a desk with a suitcase on top, the rest of the room was cleared.

At first they all relaxed, recognizing an unused Hogwarts classroom, the view outside a crystal clear night, the moon newly waning. Then they heard the suitcase rattle.

"I swear to Merlin's sack if it's another three headed dog, I am out!" Frank hissed to no one.

"Thankfully we didn't have to deal with that one," Peter tried to offer, his voice too high pitched to convey any real comfort. "Plus, I've got a nice falsetto-"

"Someone summon the damn book and get us out of here before we have to find out!" Lily snarled, their wands all pointed either at the suitcase or at the door for the threat, but none seemed willing to activate anything. Finally Lily took a breath and followed her own advice, the suitcase went sailing into her hand.

She dropped it as if it had burned her.

"Evans?" James at once asked in concern, but too late, it fell open right in front of her.

A new girl now stood before them all, carefully set blond hair and pale fishy eyes in a neat pink dress, her face scrunched up in pure disgust. Eyes locked on Lily and storming even closer with a ranky, perfumed air she sneered, "I can't believe you did that freaky magic again Lily, mum and dad will kick you out for sure this time-"

James froze with no idea of what to make of this, even as the red heads eyes filled with tears and her wand began to lower, but Remus leaped forward and shouted, "Riddikulus!"

The image flickered for a moment, eyes still locked in on Lily. For just a moment, a boy now stood before them with long greasy hair and a hooked nose, but then it changed to a cartoonish looking dog trying to balance a bone on its nose.

Sirius could only muster up a very small laugh in surprise, but that only drew the boggarts attention onto him next, blank eyes focusing in and already beginning to change into a woman, except this time with haughty dark features and claw like hands as she shrieked at her eldest son what a disgrace he was, in a voice they all recognized from frequent Howlers in the Great Hall.

Padfoot blanched in disgust and tried his own form of the banishment, but then it only grew worse again at the weak attempt, flickering to Prongs, then Moony, and then Wormtail all with looks of horror and disgust upon their faces and spewing even worse things of betrayal and a friend they couldn't trust, all words they'd already said to him.

James pushed him out of the way and, ignoring the change to a skeletal snake-like face appearing from nothing, this time said with purpose, "Riddikulus!"

It changed to a yellow balloon and made a farting noise drifting lazily around the room. Peter made a forced attempt at laughter and they all tried to join in this time with understanding. It landed, flickered feebly between a rat, a pool of blood, a griffin, then settled on an erumpent, rearing onto its hind legs and horn pointed at Alice.

She shrieked and backed away in surprise, but gathered her wits back just as quick, all of them on guard now. She repeated the incantation and watched it shrink down to a fuzzy kitten chasing its tail. They all laughed this time with feeling.

It tried one last feeble attempt, rolling onto its back and nearly locking eyes with Regulus who backed quickly away with a truly horrified expression. Lily stormed forward with a vengeance. The image blurred, taking the shape of a person once more before she shouted at the top of her lungs, and then there was a fish flopping on the floor and singing some tune none of them recognized, but they all laughed anyways in surprise.

Finally, it vanished, the silence left behind though labored with still startled breaths was almost calm thanks to the way it had ended.

Lily very cautiously peeked back inside the suitcase, to find the book sitting innocently inside. "Well," she whispered, still breathing the heaviest. "I guess Harry gets those lessons from Professor Lupin."

They all shuffled for a moment back into more casual stances, everyone looking at someone with worry for this experience.

"Err, Evans, you sure you're okay?" Potter still asked her even as he was looking at his best mate, expression sallow to the extreme and twisted up, still glaring where the boggart had vanished.

She flipped her hair over her shoulder and scooped the book up without comment to get to her place.

"An erumpent?" Frank put his arm around Alice and politely asked her. "I feel like there's a story there."

She made an awkward attempt at a giggle to fight off the full memory. "My dad took me to a sanctuary once, it did not end well. What's with you and griffins?"

"A wild one went onto our property once," he grimaced. "I'd be cat chow if my mum hadn't stepped in. Needless to say, I'm quite proud I didn't wind up in Gryffindor for that alone."

She did laugh that time, but both were now done soothing each other and watching Lily with still more worry. They wanted to say something to her, find some way to really make her laugh this off like they had, but she'd just found her place and read out the chapter title, causing an inadvertent but welcomed distraction. "That's not really the way Harry's going to stop this dementor problem." She turned accusing eyes on Lupin, who looked politely puzzled himself. "That's a seventh year charm, I only know of it because I accidentally did a practice quiz for a N. E. W. T. instead of an O. W. L last week. You can't expect a third year-"

Three Marauders decided to keep to themselves they did in fact know that charm, even if they weren't dementor tested, because there had been a study done on correlations between the form they took and similar animagus'. One, did not think that through.

"Do you know any other way to make a dementor piss off?" Black snapped at her, visibly swallowing but puffing up and nearly shouting. "You want Harry to be hearing you scream in his head for the rest of his life? At least Moony's trying something, I don't see any other Professor-"

"Padfoot," Potter placed a restraining hand on his shoulder. "Breathe mate, she didn't sick that boggart on you, or what came out of it, which was complete bollix."

He took a deep breath and blinked a few times, whatever he'd been yelling at in his mind finally being replaced with her vivid red hair. "Right, sorry Evans."

She just nodded without comment and tried to read on, putting the tid-bit away for later on how, interesting, it was Potter always seemed able to calm all his mates down. What would they be like when he wasn't around to do that?

Sirius had even less interest hearing Harry arguing with his friends, as if he hadn't lived through that enough. So he grabbed Regulus by his shoulder and began towing him to the farthest corner away.

He went stumbling along, but willingly, and straightened his robes and drew himself up imperiously when released. "The hell Sirius? You know you can just ask to have a word with me like normal?"

Sirius huffed and muttered for a moment about the kid before he asked in an almost gentle voice, "your class done boggarts yet?"

Regulus sucked on the inside of his cheek for a moment before answering, "no, at least, not like that. None of my Professors have ever mentioned them, certainly not Liz if it was supposed to come up this year, but Dad actually found one in his desk the day before Christmas Holiday ended. Told me I was going to practice on it this summer," he finished in a small voice. "Guess, now I'll be better prepared for it?"

Sirius had only wanted to somehow brush off the horrible things that boggartWalburga had said if his little brother had questions, but now he felt like he should ask more, for once. He'd flat refused anymore lessons like that with his parents after fourth year when they'd given him several dozen different lectures on not just how to do certain spells, but who they should be targeted towards, and that wasn't even getting into how they talked about beasts like trolls, goblins, and werewolves.

He'd tried to convince his little brother to join him and stop going to these as well, but the little brat had refused and told Sirius he wasn't going to disappoint his parents like that, then asked him to go outside and play a game. It was pure insanity! How long did Regulus think he could keep walking the line between appeasing their disturbed parents and keeping whatever moral compass he still claimed he had?

There was a small distraction from the discourse James was serving by Wood trying to work Harry off the team because of this dementor problem, his best friend shouting loud enough for the whole castle to hear, "Moony, if you don't get Harry a solution to those dementors, I'll banish them all from Earth myself!"

Wormtail gave a wild laugh for his usual antics, the both of them discussing loudly how they'd go about doing that when classes swung around to mentioning said professor again. Sirius looked up and around properly in concern when Hermione displayed, well, not a response they appreciated.

Regulus watched his brother eye Lupin with concern when the little Muggleborn girl seemed to know what was wrong with their newest teacher. Regulus felt affronted for a moment, he hadn't a clue if it was some disease he had or he was just consistently under the whether, but he also hadn't spent much time looking into it. Seemed the nosy little girl had done so and was now lording it, typical behavior of those less fortunate. He shifted his weight uncomfortably to the Muggleborn reading all this, the image of her fiery hair jumping to his defense and tackling the creature, and without permission guilt flooded him for the vicious thoughts. He slumped away from Sirius in confusion and sat by the desk as he tried to sort out all these conflictions in him. The boggart's shape for him, everything he'd thought he'd known being a lie, and still who to believe.

Sirius let him, as he didn't have a satisfactory answer for his own problem yet, and turned to enthusiastically egg Evans on with 'interest' of this new spell they clearly hadn't heard of!

Lily ignored their idiocies, but did stop curiously when the name of the incantation was given and how to invoke it. She hesitated, searching through her mind for something that might work.

Frank didn't have to think twice, summoning forth when Alice had agreed to go out with him and shouted, "Expecto Patronum!" A white burst of light did indeed spew forth, but to his disappointment it merely faded away just as fast.

Alice waffled on anything to use. Her life had been quite mellow, nothing would really stand out in her mind that would give her much of anything to work with. She got more frustrated the longer she tried, thinking there must be some high point in her life as she flickered through memories with her parents, friends, and even Frank, but there was no peak producing silver to be found.

The Marauders all, 'gave it a go.' They all had great bruises on their prides to only produce very thick and consistent vapors of smoke without letting their true patronuses take shape, but they'd resisted the urge to brag to the world about their years too early practice in becoming animagus', they could hold off bragging on this too. Sirius turned to Regulus and called, to try and push some attention away, "come on then, give it a go! See if you and Harry are on the same level?"

'I'm nothing like that half-blood' he wanted to snap back, instinctively insulted, but took a deep breath and instead tried to respond to his brothers enthusiasm. He recalled the time he and Sirius had built a fort out of blankets in the study and Kreacher brought them snacks all night, the two whispering about all the adventures of the future, home alone as their parents went to a dinner party all night. A very substantial silver something began to materialize before him, but he was so surprised it faded away just as fast. He looked wildly over to see his brother beaming with pride.

James was watching Evans sadly, advice or something to help on the tip of his tongue. She was red in the face and muttering the enchantment with purpose, but barely a whisp was visible. Usually the ruler of the Charms room, he'd half expected her to be able to flawlessly enact this one, but she was clearly struggling with some aspect. When she opened her eyes and saw him staring, she looked even more angry and frustrated, turning back to the book with a despicable look, muttering about practice later.

She didn't exactly feel better that she was doing worse than Harry, or the fact that the boy had to create a fake memory just to produce results! She flushed with shame as she suddenly realized she may do better trying the same, nothing she'd come up with seemed to be working. Not the earliest ones of the first time she'd done magic, nor the more recent of her and Sev trying to create spells and jotting them down in his mums old potion book. She stamped her foot in frustration of what she was doing wrong.

The lesson was going brutally, and Evans' clear displeasure at her inability to do the spell wasn't helping things along. Constantly having to hear of your last dying words on top of lacking in magic her son was getting only half decent results in this same spell, more than her. At least Harry had an excuse for his lackluster work, his secret desire to hear his mother's voice, the only time in his life he would.

Then Peter fell back against the wall, clutching his ears in pain rather than keep hearing her stutter in surprise over James' last words. You-Know-Who closing in, and his brave, loyal, stupid friend standing his ground against everything. He should have ran, why didn't he run? This wasn't some animal that could so easily be tricked and fooled, this was a tyrant even Prongs couldn't face!

He watched his friend for several long moments, looking as if he were seeing a ghost in Evan's hands, but then his chest puffed up and he drew himself to his full height as if fixing to go ten more rounds with everyone in the castle. "Damned right!" He declared with actual pride.

Sirius and Remus looked on the verge of tears hearing of this, but then they too threw their shoulders back in pride for such a response. Peter wished the castle would swallow him hole in shame as he couldn't bring himself to do the same. His eyes flickered to where the Boggart had vanished, the tiny little rat that had appeared mocking him. He'd always been weak and small compared to them, even his fears, and the self-loathing only grew stronger for what he was, what his first reaction would always be.

Lily had just been given a whole new perspective of this future smacked into her face. There was still the loathsome image of being married to Potter for all of this to even be occurring, but for once that was the most insignificant bit. She held, in her hands, proof that James Potter, cared for her. Like she'd watched him do for his friends in the past few days alone, like she'd seen him even trying to do for her, now magnified in an action he clearly had no regrets for. For this one second, his last breath, he was not some arrogant prick trying to win her affections.

"Lily?" It was the quietest, most gentle way he'd ever called to get her attention. The reason he called her Evans was too rile her up and see her face him with that challenging look ready to go, but that's not what she needed now. "I don't regret it." The calm he infused into that, spluttered something out of her.

"How do you manage to- I don't even like-"

"That's alright," he actually shrugged, still looking like this of all things was a casual conversation. Not the birk that was blindly defending his friend, the arrogant idiot who couldn't see any opinion but his own, just his declaration this was a satisfying enough end. She didn't understand it one little bit. She turned slowly back to the book, because for once she didn't know what to say to him. Thank you didn't seem proper enough, when she couldn't return she'd do the same.

She almost, sympathized with Harry coming to tears over hearing of this. She'd tried, and failed, to put distance between the idea of this child being hers, and for the first time was again struck by just what the boy would think watching this. The first thing he'd ever heard in his parents voice was their life ending for his, and here the two of them couldn't even hold a civil conversation! The lad would probably cry ten fold if he was forced to hear this instead.

Some of James' confidence wavered when Remus, or Professor Lupin whatever, refused to elaborate on their friendship. He had no idea why his friend had been going out of his way these past thirteen years to not care for Harry, and dancing around the answer now was making him feel sick. Just what had happened?

Sirius and Remus exchanged terrified looks for the same, now watching Prongs as he finally looked worried about this future like hearing his own last words hadn't managed. Sirius roused himself, and in a fit of solidarity to chase that away shouted, "oi, who's up for round two with that Boggart! Professor Lupin's slacking, only letting Harry have three goes!"

Remus swallowed uncomfortably rather than admitting he wanted to quit again from this bloody story, but the other two looked relieved and laughed just like Padfoot had been hoping, even if both sounded extremely forced.

There was rising hope in everyone now as Harry finally got a good attempt off! Professor Lupin still had to step in, and it didn't seem encouraging the man who was teaching this couldn't even produce his own patronus to do it, but they'd take whatever they could get at this point.

Professor Lupin's even more cryptic comments about Sirius had the two shuffling closer to each other with unease, wishing more than ever there was some way to just get an answer already rather than all of this foul run around nonsense. Harry pausing to reflect on all of this was making them sicker by the moment, it took everything they had not to grab each others hands in front of everyone just for some comfort in this dreadful situation.

Thankfully the book lightened up from there and the moment passed without either having to acknowledge it. More chats of Quidditch and fond laughter at the little third year whining about homework between all the OWL students was really what everyone needed.

Time dragged on for Harry, Frank and Alice looked out the window curiously as if they were going to see the sun zipping by along with Lily's words, though thankfully they were saved from that experience. When the book did go back to talking about Harry in those lessons, Lily couldn't help her voice shaking again, not needing a repeat to know how much Harry needed this, and yet finally understanding why he'd never want them to stop. Her dismay at this was nothing to the Blacks reaction of finding out the oldest one was to be Kissed.

Sirius would have fallen if his friends hadn't caught him, his face a silent scream of fright, which set Regulus' blood boiling. No one and nothing made his brother look like that! "They can't do that! It's been outlawed- it's never even been allowed it's so beyond words! Just who the bloody hell is trying to hide what doing this to him!"

Hearing his little brother throwing a fit, over him, snapped Sirius out of it like nothing else could have. He'd stood there and watched in wonderment for a moment like everyone else before finally going over to him and wrapping a reassuring arm around his shoulders. Regulus immediately tried to shake him off, still muttering profane things Sirius was a bit proud to hear coming from his young mouth, but held tight. "I want you to remember this moment Reg," Sirius said with conviction. "Purebloods are not any more safe than anyone else from the bad things they do, or are framed for doing." He'd only been trying to distract the both of them from this future horror, but now his kid brother looked even more aghast.

"-But, Sirius, don't you see! This is why the Dark Lord's plans should be followed! He wouldn't let this happen to you!"

Sirius flushed in anger, his arm tightened painfully around the kid, but he remembered how shocked and afraid he'd been when hearing the news of You-Know-Who's real name and birth and forced himself to keep going reasonably. "No, Regulus, it wouldn't. I'll never follow him or what he wants, and he'd do much worse to me because of it. You've got to stop letting others tell you what to do-"

"Like you're doing!" He snapped, finally pulling away. "Both you and our parents just keep saying things, how about giving me a chance to see it for myself? All I've seen so far is someone deciding you're going to get your soul sucked out because you killed a bunch of Muggles! Who cares about them, but under the-"

"Shut up!" Sirius snapped back before he could say it again. "Do you even hear yourself? Murder's okay now, so long as it's not someone who can do magic? What next then, killing Muggleborn's will be okay because it's not you?" To his surprise, Regulus' eyes flinched to Evans and away, it was the first time Sirius had seen him even acknowledge her. "Then who, hum? Wizards without pure blood lines can go to? Then there will just be You-Know-Who's minions, and even those might some day choose to not agree with who goes next, and there won't be anyone left to stop him!"

He took a deep breath and tried to keep himself calm when Regulus just stood there, pale faced but with that insufferably stubborn look still set. He didn't seem to have a rebuttal for that though, for once. "Fine, think whatever you like," he muttered, stamping back to his friends.

Lily felt like backing slowly out of the room so as not to draw attention towards her and invoke another fight like that, even as she'd been unable to look away from the whole thing, completely riveted. The brothers were much more of a spectacle than her and her sister were, she was sure, but still she couldn't help but find herself sympathizing with Sirius Black of all people. She was full of that today apparently, as she wanted to consul the sibling who couldn't get through to the other. It made going back to reading feel ten times more awkward as she kept shooting him anxious looks, an apology or words of understanding on the tip of her tongue for him that he was clearly ignoring even from his own friends.

They were all so distracted it took a few moments for McGonagall's words to sink about Harry's Firebolt being returned to him, than Lily's good mood vanish as fast as it was back for those Marauders. They were a ball of pure energy and excitement Harry got the broom back while she just wanted to chuck it in the trash, considering Harry and Ron even went so far as to rub it in their friends face they'd been right all along. She still remembered Harry nearly being thrown from a broom once, was it beyond her son to admit it could have happened again and better safe than sorry?

She'd thought they were going to end on that high note for Harry, for once, but then another bomb was thrown into the mix for all parties. Hermione's cat had finally eaten Ron's rat. More than one relationship might be irreparable now.

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