#harry potter x child reader

[toomanyfandoms-notenoughfics]

Celestial Beings

Chapter Two: Talking it Out

Characters: Reader, Molly Weasley, Remus Lupin, Sirius Black

Summary: After many, many days of dealing with Moody's visits, (y/n) get two new visitors, who seem to be much much nicer.

Word Count: 2,285

Warnings: Torture Mention, SA Mention (it's mostly glossed over, no major details), Child Abuse Mention

A/N: Just in case I forgot to mention previously, this is not completely canon-compliant. I also have made Moody more of an a-hole, if anyone wants to know my thought process on that matter go ahead in send in a quick ask. Actually, feel free to send in an ask about anything, I would love to answer! I'm enjoying writing this, and I hope that at least some people are enjoying reading this.

Torture and pain were nothing new to (y/n), actually, it rather reminded her of home. She wasn’t sure how long she had been in the small room, nor how many times she’d had her “visits” with Moody. They rarely lasted longer than a few hours. The longest time, from what little sense of it she had, was somewhere around 8 hours.

Speaking of home, she missed it quite a bit. Malfoy Manor was a lot more cruel on the inside than most people could even guess. Not particularly any fault of Mrs. Malfoy or Draco, but rather Lucius. The head of the household, and loyal follower of her father, obeyed any and every command given. Of course, most of those orders were on how to best “raise and properly train” (y/n), which typically involved some form of torture.

(Y/n) of course, followed along as well, it was easier than dealing with the consequences. Out of everything, waterboarding was the worst. Followed closely behind spending any nights with a few perverted men, less as a consequence, more so as a reward for their loyalty to You-Know-Who. She had the scars to prove the ordeals she went through, as much as she would prefer to forget.

Even though she acted nonchalant about it all, she was still a person. She just couldn’t afford to be seen that way. In her opinion, it was better to be seen as an object or a weapon, a mere pawn on a chessboard. Then at least she herself could pretend to have no weaknesses, no breaking point. She preferred that people believed the rumors and lies, that she was as deadly as her father and as crazed as Bellatrix Lestrange.

Mrs.Weasley opened the cell door, a tired look on her face and a plate in hand. She gave (y/n) a sad smile as she set it down near the entrance.

“Couldn’t you just give him something to go off of?” Mrs. Weasley pleaded with her. “Anything so you could have a break from it all? You look downright awful, I’m worried for you.”

“What could I give him that he would believe?” (Y/n) asked, slowly grabbing the sandwich from the plate and taking a bite. “After all, I imagine it’s been at least a few weeks if not a month or so? I haven’t uttered a single thing he’s believed, including that his curses and beatings won’t work. I’m used to it, it’s what I’ve been molded to be.”

“What about something small, something that no one knows about, well You-Know-Who?” Mrs. Weasley tries, leaning against the door frame. “From what I’ve gathered he hasn’t exactly been the most caring of-”

“Don’t.” (Y/n) said flatly, meeting the older woman’s eyes. “Truly don’t go there. He cares, just in his own way.”

Mrs. Weasley is quiet after that, unsure as to what to say. She sighs, picking up the plate and turning to leave. Once the door was shut (y/n) sits back against the cold wall, no longer having the appetite for her sandwich.

“He does care. I just don’t know if it’s about me or the results I give him.” she gathers up the blanket, draping it over her legs. “No, he cares about me, what father wouldn’t care about their children? Even Lucius cares about Draco, and he doesn’t care about much else than impressing my father.” (Y/n) sat in the dark, with nothing but her own thoughts to keep her company and the occasional bug scurrying across the floor.

This time when the door opened it was someone (y/n) had not seen before. Or rather two someones she hadn’t seen. Both men were tall, one with dark, long curly hair and the other with light brown, short-combed hair. (Y/n) recognized one of them as Sirius Black, the first person to escape Azkaban prison. The other took her a few seconds to place, it wasn’t until the light hit his face, revealing the scars that she knew it was Remus Lupin, a werewolf known to be heavily against her father.

“Well, isn’t this a treat?” She said, slowly getting to her feet. “A blood-traitor and a half-breed? What did I do to have you grace my presence?” Remus flinched at the mention of half-breed.

“I came down here to see who could possibly have Moody stumped,” Sirius growled, stepping in front of Remus ever so slightly. “Imagine my surprise when I see you’re nothing more than another idiot, too stubborn and ignorant for your own good.”

“I’m the idiot?” (Y/n) laughed. “Am I the one torturing the same person the same 20 ways over and over in the hopes something will give? No, I’m the one who is with-standing it because the consequences of giving in are worse than dealing with a little more pain.”

“What could be worse than everything Moody has put you through?” Remus mused. “He’s told us some of what he’s done, none of which we agreed with. The real reason we’re down here is because we took a vote.”

“A vote?” She took a step back, unsure now of the situation she was in. “A vote for what? Who gets first dibs?”

“What?” Sirius looked taken aback, holding up his hands innocently. “No, we took a vote over if Moody should be down here with you anymore.”

“We decided against it. You don’t have to deal with him anymore.” Remus conjured up a lantern and hung it on the ceiling. “From now on we’re just going to talk.”

“So we’ve moved on from physical torture to psychological, understood.” (Y/n)’s shoulder relaxed slightly. “I can handle that too.”

“No, no, no. I think you’re still not understanding.” Remus smiled, looking at Sirius. “That’s all we’re going to do from now on. Sirius has enlightened us on what you’ve probably grown used to growing up.”

“Enlightened? What would he know about any of that?” she sneered, feeling even more vulnerable than before. Somehow talking seemed more daunting than hours of Cruciatous curses and water-boarding.

“You’re forgetting what family I, regrettably, belong to,” Sirius grumbled, shutting the door. “I have a feeling your upbringing was at least somewhat similar to my own, if not worse. Your father seems to pay you the same amount of care my mother gave me, which is to say nothing unless you are their perfect doll.”

“I don’t know what you could possibly be-”

“Don’t lie, it doesn’t suit you.” Sirius glared at her, arms crossed. “Besides, you can give everyone else the whole “He cares for me, just in a different way” b.s. like you gave Molly, but it won’t work on me. I tried that too, now I realize how bloody wrong I was.”

“Sirius, we came to talk, not to therapise,” Remus warned, putting his hand on Sirius’s chest. “How about we start small, like cornish pixie small?” he glanced at (y/n) almost asking her for permission.

“Right, apologies.” Sirius took a deep breath. “Let’s just start small, right?” Remus dropped his hand and turned back to (y/n).

“I don’t see what actual choice I have,” (Y/n) sat down on top of her sleeping bag, bringing her knees to her chest. “What’s the rules then?”

“No rules, just talk.” Remus once again said, conjuring up some wooden chairs. “Would you like a chair as well, or are you okay there?”

“I’m fine.” (Y/n) watched as the two men sat down. “So, what would you like to talk about? The weather? To me, it seems the same every day to me.”

“Funny,” Sirius rolled his eyes. “But, to be completely honest I haven’t a clue.”

“What’s your favorite color?” Remus asks. “I prefer blue myself.”

“I like gold a lot,” Sirius mutters, still seemingly uninterested in the conversation. “It’s one of the few colors I can see both in my animagus form and human form.”

“It may seem cliche, but I like green.” (Y/n) admits after sitting in silence for a moment. “Not any green though, I enjoy deep greens, phthalo green is a good one, and so is forest green, and juniper.”

“You seem to know quite a bit about different shades of greens, is there any particular reason?” Sirius asked, sitting up more in his chair.

“Not really, it just comes in handy when it comes to potions and herbology.” she shrugged. The three of them were silent for a moment. “So, did either of you ever, um, I don’t know, did either of you ever find a way to sneak into the headmaster’s quarters? Because I did, plenty of times.”

“And you never tried to kill him for your dad?” Sirius seemed confused. “I feel like if you wanted his approval as bad as you seem to, you would’ve, well you know.”

“Answer my question first and then I’ll answer yours.” (Y/n) responded. “Have either of you snuck into Dumbledore’s quarters?”

“I, well, I tried to once, but not while I was still at the school,” Sirius smiled to himself. “It was after I escaped prison. I snuck into the castle looking for Peter and saw a rat head that way. Turned out to be a normal rat.”

“I never really even thought of the idea. I mean, he’s someone I imagine has a lot of security and spells cast around him to protect him from that sort of thing.” Remus admitted. “Your turn, answer Sirius’s question.”

“No, I never tried to kill him.” (Y/n) smirks. “The idea is quite intriguing though. Could you imagine how funny it’d be, if the daughter of the all and powerful Dark Lord, age 13, manages to murder the one person he fears above all else? Besides I liked school.”

“Why did you sneak in then?” Remus prodded, leaning forwards, studying her as she toyed with her fingers. “If not to kill Dumbledore, why bother?”

“To be completely and totally honest? I wanted to be the best at potions, and Dumbledore just so happened to be very close friends with a certain Nicholas Flammel. In order to be able to make a Philosopher’s Stone one would have to excel in both alchemy and potion-making.” she stood up, leaning against the wall. “He had a portrait of him in there, I would sneak in, ask him a million and one questions about potions, and then by the next time I came back I had tested and confirmed what he told me. I took great joy in Snape watching me get better at his own craft than he was.”

Sirius let out a gruff chuckle, which soon became a hollering laugh. Even Remus couldn’t contain himself, joining in with his own chorus of giggles. (Y/n) didn’t quite understand what was so funny, but watching the two of them laugh as hard as they were made her let out a giggle or two. The three of them talked, just talked for a time.

When the knock came at the door (y/n) stiffened, eyeing Sirius as he opened it. Much to her relief, it was Mrs. Weasley bringing dinner along with a small pillow. Sirius thanked her, taking the food from her arms and holding it out to (y/n), offering it to her. She cautiously took it, careful to not get too close as she retreated to her corner of the cell. Mrs. Weasley smiled and held up the pillow.

“It’s not much, but it’s better than what Alastor was giving you.” The older woman set it next to the door. “Whenever you’re ready for it you can grab it. No rush, dear.”

(Y/n) nodded, whispering a small thank you under her breath as Mrs.Weasley left. The soup and bread she had been given more than filled her up. Remus and Sirius continued talking to one another as she ate, everyone now slightly more comfortable with each other.

“I have to admit, she makes good food. Great food actually, Mrs. Malfoy has never been adept in the kitchen department, nor has anyone she’s hired either.” (Y/n) told them, licking the sides of the bowl as she finished her soup. “And as enjoyable as this has been today, I do have a serious question to pose.”

“What question?” Remus asked, stiffening in his seat. Sirius’s eyes seemed to darken as he looked at her as if he was ready to pounce if needed.

“Well, if I’m not to be tortured or forced to divulge any information, what do you expect to do with me then?” setting down the bowl she met their eyes. “You can’t possibly keep me in here forever, but you also can’t just let me out of here either. Which leaves very little option other than killing me or me somehow escaping and taking as many of you with me as I can.”

The men look both shocked and hurt, perhaps a dash of anger in Sirius’s eyes. Neither of them says a thing as they stand up and walk towards the door. (Y/n) smiles at them, pushing their now empty plate and bowl towards them.

“It’s only a matter of time as to which happens first. Personally, I’ve accepted dying in here. No resources will be wasted on a rescue for me, nor will there be anyone to mourn me. I suggest you make the decision soon before I find a way to slaughter the lot of you in your sleep.” she threatens, meeting Remus’s gaze. “Because you were right, Dumbledore does have plenty of security in his quarters, much more so than the barrier spells that get weaker day by day in here.”

~~{𝘌𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘛𝘸𝘰}~~

#remus lupin x reader x sirius black #sirius black #sirius black imagine #remus lupin #remus lupin imagine #harry potter #sirius black x reader #harry potter imagine #molly weasley #wolfstar x reader #poly!wolfstar #poly!wolfstar x reader #Molly is mom #there are more horrible people in hp than just the villians #i would go in depth about that #but maybe another time #slowburn #angst #tw sa implied #tw child abuse implied #tw torture

[pega7sus]

Jealous (Professor Longbottom x Fem!Reader)

“Sorry? I didn’t quite catch what you said, Y/N/N.”

“I was jealous, Nev.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ WHEN Y/N overhears a few seventh-year girls giggling about the oh-so handsome Professor Longbottom, she can’t help but feel jealous.

Warnings: Fem!Reader, Wife!Reader, Pureblood!Reader, mentions of blushing, fluff, jealousy, unedited writing, and that’s about it :)

I’m still kinda new to Tumblr, since I’m mostly on Wattpad (follow me on there @/sage-like-the-herb if you want to), so don’t judge this too harshly. Also, I felt bored when I wrote this, so the idea is pretty underdeveloped. Because I’m not as active here, don’t expect stuff like this too often 😂 I hope y’all like it, though!

(Edit: It’s sooo short…)

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(Third-person POV)

Y/N was besides herself with excitement. After months of being away from her husband, she finally got an owl with a time and date to meet up. So, that’s how she found herself waiting outside his classroom.

As the bell rang, and students came out of the room in swarms, Y/N couldn’t help but feel a bit awkward.

“Aunt Y/N?” a voice asked suddenly.

Head snapping upward, she met the familiar eyes of Albus Potter. After being introduced to her as if she was family, the whole lot of Potter children had taken to calling her their aunt.

“Albus!” she exclaimed, hugging him. She felt relieved upon realizing that she was still tall in his eyes; he was about shoulder-level to her. “Merlin, you’ve grown! I haven’t seen you in a while.”

“Lily keeps talking about you,” Albus commented, breaking out of the embrace. “She wants to know when you and Uncle Neville will come by again.”

“Hopefully soon,” Y/N promised. “Now, run along to lunch, I want to drop by Nev’s office for a bit.”

“There are students inside,” Albus informed her. “A rather annoying lot of seventh-years. They just burst in during class! I’d wait out here for a bit, if I were you.”

“Well then, I suppose I’ll do just that.”

So, she waited.

Thankfully, she didn’t stand for too long. Moments later, a trio of girls came walking out of the room, giggling away madly.

“He’s so cute!” a blonde-haired girl squealed. (Admittedly, the girl reminded Y/N of a prepubescent Hannah Abbott, who had harbored a crush on Neville for years until he rejected her in favor of Ginny Weasley as his Yule Ball date.)

Jealousy slapped a bewildered Y/N across the face.

“Yeah!” the blonde girl’s friend agreed. “I don’t care if he’s married, I’d smash him, for sure.”

Y/N felt disgusted.

“Don’t steal my man,” the third girl joked. “I did the research; our Zodiac signs are compatible. Do wizards even believe in Zodiacs?”

“Whatever,” the blonde girl rolled her eyes. “He’s still eye candy.”

“Excuse me,” Y/N said loudly, unable to take this talk of her husband any louder. “Could you young ladies move, please?” When the girls only gave confused and slightly disgusted looks, she continued. “I’d like to see my husband.”

All three girls stopped mid-conversation.

The second-girl’s face paled. “Y-you’re Professor Longbottom’s w-wife?”

“We don’t mean any harm!” the third girl squeaked, eyes widening in fear. “We were only joking! Right, Jessica?” she nudged the girl beside her.

The blonde girl, Jessica, was at a loss of words. She opened her mouth, then closed it once more. “Sorry, Mrs. Longbottom,” she apologized immediately.

“It’s Mrs. Y/L/N, actually,” Y/N scowled. “Mrs. Longbottom is my mother-in-law. Now move,” filthy mudbloods. Thankfully, she didn’t let the last two words slip out her mouth.

Merlin, marrying a Longbottom sure smacked the pureblood supremacist out of Y/N.

However, Y/N didn’t feel the slightest bit ashamed of herself as she slammed her shoulder against Jessica’s on her way into Neville’s classroom.

Y/N twisted the door handle, and rather aggressively slammed the door open. “Nev?” she called out.

“Y/N/N!” Neville exclaimed, accidentally knocking an empty flower pot off his desk in excitement. “Whoops.” He muttered a quiet Reparo and fixed it, before setting the pot back on his desk.

He was quick to wrap his arms tightly around his wife. They stayed like that for a moment, breathing in the moment, before breaking apart.

“I missed you, Nev,” Y/N sighed, looking her husband in his warm honey-like eyes. She must’ve looked the slightest bit irritated from her encounter with the seventh-years, since he gazed at her in worry.

“What’s wrong, flower?” he asked, concern written on his now angular face (all the chubbiness of his youth had abandoned his post-pubescent figure).

Y/N stayed quiet, feeling too embarrassed to admit it. She could feel a flush creeping up her face.

“Y/N/N?”

Merlin, it sure felt weird to be jealous of bloody seventh-years.

“Iwaskindajealousofthosegirlsthatwereherebefore,” Y/N blurted out, hoping that Neville would drop the subject.

However, her sweet Nev, her sweet, caring Nev, could sense the situation gnawing at her insides, so he wrapped a comforting arm around her shoulders.

“Sorry? I didn’t quite catch what you said, Y/N/N.” Noticing Y/N’s awkward expression and clearly flustered face, he added a soft, “it’s okay, flower, you can tell me. I won’t judge.”

At this point, she wanted to cry. From embarrassment of her predicament, or pure adoration toward her loving husband, Y/N didn’t have a single clue.

“I was jealous, Nev.” Her face must’ve been a tomato by that point.

At his confused look, she elaborated her statement.

“These really pretty seventh-years were leaving your classroom, while talking about how good-looking you are, and I felt jealous. It’s just that— they were gorgeous!” Y/N ranted.

Neville blinked at her. Then, he burst into a fit of laughter. Well, what she assumed was laughter. Neville must’ve been holding back the full brink of his amusement for her sake, since his chuckles sounded rather like wheezes of desperation.

“You were jealous of those girls?” he laughed. “I don’t normally want to talk bad about my students, but they’re the worst group of people I’ve ever encountered. The ironic thing is, they were visiting my room to get some herbs for a Glamour Potion.”

At Y/N’s doubtful look, he spun her around to place both his hands on her shoulders.

“Y/N/N,” he said seriously. “Flower. You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid my eyes on— sorry, Gran,” he joked. Y/N cracked a smile. “I’m so lucky to be married to someone as wonderful as you. You’re kind, loving, appreciative, considerate, and just about every quality that girls like them lack.”

“I—”

“Don’t compare yourself to them,” Neville warned. “Otherwise I’ll have to muster up all my Gryffindor courage just to come up with another motivational speech.” His so-called ‘Gryffindor’ courage must’ve been given a boost by Y/N’s growing smile, since he finished with a passionate “I love you. You. Not them.”

Y/N leaned forward just a bit to press her lips against her husbands.

“I love you too, Nev,” she murmured while kissing him.

The End.

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Not me ending the story in the most third grade-me way ever 💀💀 i haven’t ended a story with ‘the end,’ in a while, but I’ve never actually been motivated to finish my stories in a while, either. Anywho, thoughts on this?? The writing and plot aren’t too bad, right?

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[remuslupinsdaughter]

New Masterlist

Here’s where you’ll find everything I’ve written 🙂

Marvel

Natasha Romanoff

The winterwidows child

Bucky Barnes

The winterwidows child

Frank castle

Protect her

Part one part two part three part four

Criminal minds

JJ

Miss momma

Will LaMontagne Jr

Miss momma

Derek Morgan

Suspended

Hospital stays and side effects

Aaron Hotchner

All too much

Hiding from school

Sons of anarchy

Protection

Part one part two part three

Happy Lowmann

Harley Lowmann

Part one Part two

Bloody hands

Mayans M.C.

Angel Reyes

Daddy’s girl

Harry Potter

Remus Lupin

Scared me

Nightmares

Under the weather

Not good enough

Dad Remus headcannons

Christmas

Scared of the bad man

Sirius Black

Nightmares

As long as you need

Scared of the bad man

The Walking Dead

Negan

Scraped knees and kisses better

Peaky Blinders

Tommy Shelby

Molly Shelby

Part one Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five Part Six

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[grottylittlefox]

Ok but an AU where Sebastian & Ominis are in Slytherin with their soft & anxious counterparts Albus & Scorpius

#I think I need to write this just for myself #like I wanna be besties with al & scorp and I wanna stress them out by trying to be friends with seb bc they’re low-key scared of him #I have no idea how the family stuff would work but I’d try #hogwarts legacy #sebastian sallow #harry potter #harry potter hogwarts legacy #sebastian sallow x reader #sebastian sallow x you #sebastian sallow fanfiction #hogwarts legacy fanfic #sebastian sallow x mc #ominis gaunt #harry potter and the cursed child #cursed child #albus severus potter #scorpius malfoy

[punkeropercyjackson]

Maybe you think Percy is attracted to every guy he meets even if he feels straight up visceral hatred towards them because all you read is Drarry fics and web weaves about incest and pedophillia being an important part of queer history

#BYE!!!!! #percy jackson #percy jackson defense squad #aroaceflux bi percy jackson #black percy #latino percy #transfem percy jackson #bigender percy jackson #perseo jackson #autistic percy jackson #punk!percy #team parent percy jackson #hero and destroyer of olympus #anti luke castellan #antilukercy #anti percy x gods #nico di angelo #charles beckendorf #will solace #magnus chase #leo valdez #ethan nakamura #antipercico #pjo #x black!reader #child molestation cw #familial abuse tw #anti harry potter #💌 #summerposting

[myjealouseyes]

Request from an anon: for Remus and Wolfstar daughter could you do like after a rough full moon wolfstar daugher is helping clean up his wounds and everything and everyone's watching from the doorway and she realizes that she thinks she wants to be a nurse/medic?

A/N — I hope this is good anon! I feel like I rambled a lot 😭

Send a drabble request here

You’re not nearly as calm as you’re pretending to be. It’s hard not to be nervous when Remus is holding back pained noises and all the people you’ve booted from the room for asking too many questions at a time are hovering by the door. You don’t blame them for wanting to know how he’s doing. You remember a distant time when you hovered too.

But you’re not just standing to the side anymore. All your willpower goes into steadying your hands and focusing on the several deep cuts littering Remus’s chest. ‘‘He went without his wolfsbane this month,’’ you think to yourself as you begin to carefully clean and stitch up one of many cuts. “Moony must have gotten Scrappy.” You vaguely hear someone’s cautious whisper of, ‘Be careful!” as you gently begin to clean the next cut. You’re always careful. Always gentle. Because your dad deserves that. So does anyone who experiences even half of what he goes through.

Soon enough you’re done and it seems that everyone lets out a collective breath they’d been holding since you started stitching him up. You’re already thinking of a million and one ways to help him feel better. Fetching him something out of your shared chocolate stash, turning the lights out and shooing everyone away so he can have a rightfully earned nap, and even getting out his book of the month and turning on old reruns of Jeopardy, but before you have the time to ask if he wants any of that, he gives your hand a little squeeze.

It’s weaker than you’re used to for him, that’s equal parts expected and unnerving. He gives you the biggest smile he can manage for the time being. His eyes are fluttering as he fights off drowsiness. “Thank you, sweetheart,” he murmurs, less awake by the second. “Really. You’re a lifesaver.” A warmth settles over your heart as you squeeze his hand back but he’s long asleep before he can feel it. In a second, you know you want to be a lifesaver for more than just him. Really.

#wolfstar!daughter!reader #wolfstar!daughter #remus lupin x child!reader #remus lupin x daughter reader #remus lupin x daughter!reader #remus x daughter reader #Remus lupin x wolfstar!daughter #harry potter oneshot #x reader #reader insert

[metalee2]

Hello! I got news! So, I will do x readers Now ! Um, I am taking requests! and I had another account on here, But i deleted it cuz i kinda didn't know what to post, but here are the things i will do! FANDOMS - will do My hero academia One piece (anime and live action) Percy Jackson and the olympians Avater: the last airbender The legend of Korra Hunter X Hunter Harry Potter Hazbin Hotel Helluva Boss I also will do A.U's Genre- will do Fluff Smut Angst Platonic Every under age character will be aged up if smut or makeout, maybe kissing too, but We'll see

#koby smut #harry potter smut #childe smut #tokyo revengers #percy jackon and the olympians #lucifer morningstar #hp boy x reader #remus lupin #monkey d. luffy #hazbin hotel lucifer #luke castellan #my hero academia #heroes of olympus #hp boys x yn #boku no hero academia #nico di angelo

[aphroditelovesu]

Can you do platonic yandere Harry Potter x child! Reader?

"I will be the only one to love you unconditionally." - Harry Potter.

❝–🔮 Lady L: You bet I can! I think this was asked about two or three months ago… I'm sorry it took so long… But it's done and I hope you like it. A platonic Harry Potter is my new religion and I realized how much I love writing platonic yanderes. :)

❝–🔮 TW: yandere themes, implied murder and torture, obsessive and possessive behavior, manipulation and overprotection.

❝–🔮 Pairing: Yan!Platonic Harry Potter x Gender Neutral!Reader

Harry is the very definition of a caring and protective father. He would do anything for his child and more. Nothing matters more to him than the happiness of the person most important to him, you, his beloved and adorable child.

From the moment you were in your mother's womb, he was already obsessively dreaming about you. What you would be like, your name, your skills, your personality, your dreams… Potter had already thought of everything possible about you.

He doesn't really care what you want to do in the future, he just insists he stay on your side. Harry refuses to be left by you, he's your dad, sweetie, you could never leave him, right?

He's a selfless yandere, okay? Harry would do everything in his power to see you benefit in everything you do. If someone is causing you problems, they will be fixed immediately. He doesn't mind having to use spells to correct or get rid of someone who is bothering you. Perhaps an Avada Kedrava… Anything and everything is possible.

Harry would do anything for his family and friends, that's a fact, but he'd get rid of them all for you if he had to. He's one of the most loyal wizards you could ever meet, but you come first in his life. Everything he believes in would be set aside for you.

He's overprotective of you, Harry demands to know every detail of your life. Privacy isn't something that exists when he's his father, he's going to want to know everything about your life. Your friends, secrets, the people you care about. All. You won't be allowed to leave the house alone, just with him or one of your friends, friends he trusts and knows are good for you, in case.

Harry is not afraid and will not hesitate to sacrifice himself for you. He won't think twice about saving your life, he'd rather die than live without you. Just the thought of you dying makes him mad and desperate. No way can this happen. He won't allow you to die.

You will be pampered without moderation by Harry. He doesn't care that he's not rich or anything like that, your wants must be fulfilled and yours wishes realizade. Harry wants to see you smiling all the time and if material possessions is the way to do it, why should he deny it? It's just money and if that's what it takes to buy your happiness, so be it.

Speaking of which, Harry wants to be your confidant. He is your confidant. He wants to be the person you can tell anything to without hesitation, the one person you run to when you have a problem. You can count on anything for him, no matter what, he will always be there for you.

You are the apple of your father's eye, the only child he loves so much. He may have other children, but none of them will matter to him as much as you do. Harry will love it if you ask him to mentor you, help you practice spells, potions and stuff like that. He wasn't the most exemplary student at Hogwarts, but he appreciates every minute he spends with you, even if he's been teaching you the wrong way.

Harry will despair if you are hurt in any way. First he will tend to your wounds, comfort you and then he will ask you who hurt you. If you've hurt yourself, he'll scold you lightly, telling you to be more careful, but if someone else has hurt you, don't worry, Harry will deal with them personally. Nobody can hurt you and think they'll get away with it, because they won't. Your father will make sure of that.

When you grow up and it's your time to go to Hogwarts, this man will cry. His precious baby is growing up and becoming independent. He will refuse to let you go, whimpering and mumbling things like "you're growing up so fast". You will need other people to help you out of your father's crushing embrace. The fact that you're going to Hogwarts will only remind him that you probably won't need him as much as you used to and that will make him bitter. No, that's not true, you're always going to need your dad next to you, right? Whenever you call him, he will appear by your side. Harry will always take care of you, even after his death. Your dad will never abandon you. He promised you that and Potter always keeps his promises.

#yandere harry potter #yandere platonic harry potter #yandere platonic harry potter x child reader #yandere harry potter x reader #yandere platonic x child reader #yandere headcanons

[princessanonymous]

Masterlist

Welcome to my blog !

I mostly write platonic yandere stuff. There isn't a lot right now, but check it out to see if you might like something ;)

Original work

When Night Comes (Platonic Yandere Vampire & Reader )

    +Multichapters

Harry Potter

Perfectionist (Platonic Yandere Death & Harry Potter)

Ah, Look Up At All The Puppeteers (Platonic Yandere Death & Harry Potter)

#platonic yandere #yandere #yandere platonic #child reader #platonic #obsession #x reader #female reader #immortal harry potter #harry potter #master of death #masterlist #fanfic #fandom #reader insert #vampire #fanfiction

[foulcreator]

Omega and his Alpha (Part 1)

Summary: Regulus runs away from home and his girlfriend/alpha finds him and helps him recover. Both mentally and physically.

Regulus Actrus Black was an omega. His older brother was too, but the difference was that when Sirius was still living with him, he was protected in that house. So Sirius left and went to live with his alphas and beta lovers, Regulus was forced to act as an alpha. The only safe place he had was his girlfriend. Y/n L/n, a female alpha. She was only a year older then him and in Ravenclaw, but she had a personal dorm that Regulus shared. She had it due to her omega roommate stealing her stuff. Plus when mates find each other, they must share a dorm.

At grimwalled place, Regulus was in his room hiding from his mother. His father was passed out drunk somewhere in the house. his hand was over his mouth as he tried to keep his whimpers in. He looked over to his window, if he acted fast enough he could escape and try to find you. He knew your scent better then the back of his hands. He heard footsteps in front of his door. He stayed very still, the tension so very thick that you could cut it with a knife. His door got blasted off and he winced, he could see his mother's shoes from his hiding place, under his bed. Terrible but he just had to survive tonight then get to you.

His mother went around the room trying to find his scent, he knew this trick. You taught it to him, and how to avoid getting caught, so he always wore scent blockers, you spelled then yourself, they should last for 2 weeks. He watched tencely as his mother left his rooms and slammed the door behind her. Screaming his name and to come out and take his punishment. What is worse, she called him a whore. He uncovered his mouth and quick ran to his window. Regulus ran through out the fire escape, his ripped jeans and hoodie not keeping him warm.

You were sitting in your living room, then you smelled your omega scent but it was laced with fear, panic and distress. You got up and went outside to follow the scent. He must've taken off the scent blockers. You found it from an alley and saw your omega being pinned against the wall by what looks like it, a drunk alpha in a rut. You took out your wand and pointed it at the other alpha. You stunned him seeing he was a muggle. You locked eyes with Regulus's panic fill ones. You opened your arms and he came running into them. His grip was tight, not wanting to let you go, so you picked your omega up, and carried him to your house. Giving him reassuring and calm words.

Regulus now laid on your lap, you had called Remus, being cousins had it perks, so he was bringing Sirius, James and Peter. Remus and Peter were alphas, James was a beta and Sirius was the omega. You could tell that Regulus wanted his big brother, so you gladly called Remus and now here you are.

Sirius came in like a vampire on steroids, "where is my brother?" He asked. "Shhhhhhhhh" you said then mentioned your hand for him to come over. Remus, James and Peter all came in later. Sitting down on the other couch. Sirius sat next to you, you gently shook Regulus. "Reggie wake up, someone is here to see you." Regulus opened his eyes a bit, "siri?" You chuckled. "Come on, open your eyes now. Sirius is here." You softly said. Regulus' eyes shot open and he turned to his brother and reached over. Sirius took Regulus from your lap and the black brothers hugged each other for a while.

While the two omegas were talking, Remus , Peter, James and You walked into the kitchen. "Want anything to drink. Coké? Water? Ice tea?" You asked the boys. "No thanks you. But thanks for asking." James said. "So what happened?" Remus asked, as you took out a water bottle. "From what I understood, Something happened at his old house, he ran and came here." You said not wanting to tell them the actual story.

An hour later Sirius and the others left. Just you and Regulus, you lead him up to your bedroom. You could tell that Regulus was slipping, so you sat on the edge of the bed and he sat between your legs, facing you. His head on your right lap. "Baby, I need you to tell me what happened. Can you do that?" You asked in a gentle tone. Regulus nodded. "Words." You ordered, but still sounding gentle. "Yes alpha, my m-mother w-w-wa-was angry. I c-could sm-smell it i-in h-her-er scent, sh-she wa-as an-angry tha-that I wa-was wear-ing mug-muggle cloth-thing." He stuttered. You gentle played with his hair, knowing it helps him calm down. "Your doing so good. Breathe and keep going." "I hid and waited." Regulus said without stuttering this time. "She ca-came i-into by ro-room, I wa-was we-wearing the sc-scent blockers so sh-she didn't find me. When she l-left, I r-ran here. I did-didn't stop until I couldn't bre-breathe. Than th-the mug-muggle alpha came and you know the rest." Regulus finished. "You did a great job. Such a good boy." You said. "W-what about my punishment?" You raised your eyebrow. "What punishment? You didn't break any rules." "B-but, I had another alpha touch me." "Did you want him to touch you?" "No" "there, he forcefully touched you. Therefore, you won't get any punishment for that alpha touching you." You said. "Now, get up, and come in bed." Regulus obeyed (like always) and laid down next to you. You laid down yourself, and Regulus cuddled you close. His head resting on your chest and her hands playing with his hair.

Part 2 will be out soon.

#harry potter #harry potter fandom #harry potter fic #regulus x reader #alpha x omega #sub!regulus black #james & peter & remus & sirius #regulus fluff #fluff #comfort #walberta being a child abuser

[h4rrypotterf4n]

Child of the street

Newt Scamander x (child; witch) reader

requested by: @newtscamanderimagines (again so sorry it took so long)          

Word count: 1569                                        

Summary: Your parents were tired of you and kicked out. Luckily Newt found you before you could freeze to death by an extremely cold winter in England.   

Warnings: Mention of parents kicking child (you) out

It is winter in England and that means its freezing outside So, everyone is mostly inside tucked into blankets with hot chocolate in their hands. Everyone except for you. Well, you probably would have done the same thing if you could. The problem is just that you don’t have a home. Your parents didn’t want you and kicked you out at the age of seven. At some point someone called the police, and they took you to an orphanage. You lived there for a few months but most of the kids there made fun out of you because your parents didn’t want you. The teachers weren’t nice either. So, at some point you ran away. Since then, you lived on the road and hid from everyone in case they would take you back to the orphanage.

 Now you are sitting under a bridge holding your dirty coat, that definitely wasn’t made for this temperature and in addition to that it has many holes and you have long grown out of it, trying to bring some warmth back in your cold body. You would have a new one if you wouldn’t have given all your collected money to a homeless guy with an adorable dog. Your shivering right hand puts a dirty strand of (h/c) hair behind your ear.

“Hello? “, calls a to you unknown voice softly, which makes you jump. Slightly turning around you saw a man with brown hair. Definitely older than you with hazel eyes standing tall next to you and looking confused but softly at you. “Oh, um. I- I didn’t want to startle you. I’m sorry.”, he stutters out looking awkwardly at the ground. You debate if you should run away or not. On one hand he could call the police but on the other hand he looks really friendly maybe he would help you. After a moment you finally stutter a quite “H-hey.”. The man didn’t expect you to answer anymore and nearly walked away again thinking you don’t want to talk with him. So, he shortly looks up but directly looks at the ground again. “I’m Newt. May I ask what your name is?”

“(Y/N).”

He takes one closer look eyeing especially your coat. You shudder at the weight of his gaze. He takes off his own and offers it to you. “Here, you must be freezing.” You look confused up at him. “But t-then you’ll be cold,” you state quietly. “I have another one in my case. Please take it you’ll freeze to death,” you hesitantly reach out and take the coat wrapping it around you. You sigh as you feel the warmth of his coat. “Thank you,” you smile up at him and Newt smiles back down at you.

“Y-you don’t have a home, do you?” you look down and said sadly “I- uhm,” you take a deep breath before answering, ”No,”

Newt comes up beside you and points to the ground next to you. “May I?” he asks.

You only nod and he sits down next to you. You begin to play with the end of your coat as you always do when you’re nervous. “Where are your parents?” You shrug. It isn’t a lie you have no idea where your house is and if your parents are still living there.

“Are you lost. Maybe your parents are already searching for you. I could help you find them.” he tries to find out why a child at such a young age is alone on the street. You get tears in your eyes at the memory of your parents but only shake your head. “Can I help you in any way?” he asks after some time of silence. You think about it. Never in the three years you lived on the street someone cared as much as he does for you, so maybe he would take you in. He definitely saw how underweight and cold you are maybe he got enough sympathy to not just bring you back to the orphanage.

“Please, can you take me with you?”  you answer quiet and quickly, and he almost didn’t get your question.

“What? I-I don’t know, (Y/N). I’m not sure if that’s the best idea- “

“Please, Newt. I promise I’ll clean or cook, or both just please take me with you. Please.” you beg him and look at him with teary eyes.

“Fine.” he says sighing giving in your pleadings. “Really?”, you ask hopefully.

“Really.”, he confirms smiling. You practically jumped up with Newt’s long coat still hanging over your shoulders at which he laughed slightly.

“Well then, come along.”, he gestures to the direction of his home.

Along the way you both get to know each other better.

“Here it is.”, he announces as he opens the door.

Your mouth hangs open in surprise at the size of his home. As you step inside you are greeted with four baby Niffler running up your legs trying to steal any shimmering thing you possess. “Pumpernickel, Pumpkin, Pistachio, Persimmon!”, Newt warns with an authoritarian voice, “that is not how we threat guests!”. That however doesn’t stop the four and they dig into your pockets and stole every shimmering object and leave as fast as they came. “Sorry about that. They’ll bring this in their nest so we can fish that out later. Although you must get used to that if you really want to live here.”, he apologizes with a slight smirk.

 You lived there with Newt for quite some time now and he taught you about many creatures that he had.

“Who is this?”, you asked after you caught a little green stick like creature looking out of Newts chest pocket. He looks to his pocket and carefully pulled it out. “That’s Pickett. He is a bowtruckle. Normally they live on trees and are nearly impossible to spot if they don’t show themselves voluntarily.”, Newt explains as the little bowtruckle shyly stands on his palm.

“And why isn’t he on a tree then?”, you ask as Pickett eyes you. “Well, he was ill and needed a little body warmth to get better but now he doesn’t want to go back to his tree in fear the other bowtruckles would judge him. I tried everything that comes to my mind, but nothing worked.”, he goes on. After Newt finished his explanation Pickett walks to the fingertips of Newts hand and held out his arms motioning, he wants to you. “Hold out your hand.”, Newt commands. When you do, he let Pickett walk over to you. Pickett waits for a moment before he snuggles up into your hand. “He likes you.”, he states with a little proud smile. He looks at your confused expression and laughs at that. Truth to be told you don’t know much about physical affection. You haven’t really experienced it before, not from anyone may it be human or creature. That’s what got you confused you didn’t really know that people or creatures show physical affection to show that they like someone.

As he laughs and you only look more confused than before he tries to find a moment where he had heard you laugh but there was none. Sure, he had seen you smile and your eyes light up when you met a new creature and it liked you, but he never saw or heard you laugh before. He frowns, which makes you slightly worried.

“What’s wrong, Newt?”

“Why do you never laugh?”

“What do you mean?”

“In all the time I’ve never seen or heard you laugh. Why is that?”

“I don’t know.”, you look how Pickett makes his way over your arm to your shoulder,

“Maybe I just hadn’t had something to laugh about.”, you answer playfully.

“Oh, I’ll give you something to laugh about.”, he responds just as playful as you were. Suddenly he tackles you down to the floor and attacks your sides making you squeal in surprise, but that sound quickly drowns as you begin to laugh uncontrollably. “Please, Newt stop.”, you beg while still laughing. But of course, he doesn’t stop just yet. He loves the sound of you laughing. He loves that he could make his daughter happy. You have grown him to his heart, and he doesn’t want to let you go.

“Please, Newt. I can’t breathe.”, you try again. However, this time he stops. He looks at you as you take deep breaths to calm yourself.

“Why are you staring at me like that?”, you question.

“M-may I adopt you?”, he blurts out, which makes you freeze in shock.

“Wha- what?”

“I want to adopt you. I want to wake you up every morning teach you about the new creatures and I want to be by your side when you leave for Hogwarts. I want to be a father for you. That is if you will let me.”

You jump into his arms trying not to hurt Pickett, who is still standing on your shoulder, now grabbing a strand of your hair to not fall off of it.

“I couldn’t imagine a better father!”, you exclaim excited and happy at the same time. It is now here in the arms of your father that you understand physical affection and that it is something you want to experience many more times from now on.

#newt scamander #newt scamander imagines #newt scamander x you #newt scamander x reader #newt scamander x child reader #fantastic beasts #harry potter

[princesspuffle8]

The Unexpected Daughter

TRIGGER WARNING: MENTIONS OF CHILD ABUSE

Your 4th child with Sirius isn’t really yours, well that is to say that she wasn’t born of you and Sirius, but rather of two people that are related to Sirius. Nevertheless you love her all the same like she was made from both of your flesh and blood.

Her origins though are that of being Bellatrix and her husband Rudolph’s biological child, their second child to be precise. She was discarded and disowned by them as she did not possess any magic, she was a squib. Truth to be told, she was rescued by her aunt Narcissa who found the child severely malnourished and beaten within an inch of her life at the young age of around 5. She’s only a six years younger than Polaris and only two younger than the twins. Even though children can officially control their magic at around age 11, it manifests itself from birth and other witches and wizards can feel the magic of others. Kinda like how you can tell a flame on the stove is hot. When Bellatrix’s daughter was born, there was no such spark and to confirm it Bellatrix made her visit someone with second sight to see into her future, which showed one without magic. 

Enraged she took all her hatred and anger out on the child. Choosing to make her into a slave than treat her as a daughter. Narcissa saw this and begged Bella to hand over her parental rights, which her and Rudolphus agreed to as they wanted nothing to do with her. Unfortunately, although Narcissa had compassion for her niece, her husband did not and didn’t want her around him or Draco, and since she hadn’t talked to Andromeda in years she didn’t feel comfortable dropping in and dropping a child on their doorstep.

So that’s when she gave her to you guys. Unfortunately, the girl came to you guys within no name. Thinking that “brat” or “wench” was her name which enraged you both and broke your heart at the same time. 

So you and Sirius gave her a name and officially adopted her. The name given to her was Lysithea, Lysithea Artemia Black. Since you were big on meanings for names, as you helped the poor child have a proper bath for probably the first time in years you told her the meaning behind her name. With her nickname being Thea. Lysithea meant delivered by the gods, and you joked (inwardly you were very serious) that she was delivered to you and Sirius by the gods and was your “gift from Artemis” the moon goddess. All the while reassuring her that she was safe her and protected and that no one would ever hurt her again. Upon hearing this, Lysithea broke down into body shaking sobs and as you rocked her back and forth repeating the words that she was safe now and shes gonna be ok. 

Lysithea was tiny for her age. Sporting the signature Black family look of long dark black hair and silver grey eyes. She had numerous bruises and cuts and was so malnourished her cheeks were sunken in and hollow, but after she continuous treatment and care under you and Sirius she opened up. To help her recover faster, at your suggestion, you had her see a therapist for children to help her cope with the big changes in her life. And it paid off entirely as she began to open up and be more vulnerable around both you and Sirius.

You and Sirius made a vow to not treat her like an outsider and do everything in your guys power so that she is best acclimated to any environment she chooses to pursue. Be it staying with the wizarding community or going off to explore the muggle world. 

That being said, you enrolled her in the best muggle school money could offer as well as any muggle extracurricular activities that she might enjoy. Out of the many she tried, she really loved martial arts and gymnastics. Martial arts so she would never feel defenseless again, which James gave her some enchanted brace knuckles which could dent steal with a single punch and Sirius gave her some heavy duty nun-chucks which were also enchanted as well as a self defense bracelet that was enchanted with lots of protection charms because she was his first baby girl, and he’d be damned if anything happened to her. Never again. 

Both of you made it a point to show up to her martial arts meets or gymnastics meets every single time. If both of you couldn’t make it someone from your tribe (Lily, James, Remus, Dorcus, Regulus, Mckenna, Andromeda) would come in y’all’s place. Often times carrying over the top banners and signs to cheer her on loudly.

Now were their times when Lysithea felt insecure about not being able to do magic or depressed because she was a squib? Yes. But Sirius was quick to catch that and had a way with words in able to comfort her. 

As for Polaris, Leo, and Regulus they were the most overprotective big brothers ever. Polaris even got in trouble at Hogwarts for knocking the wind out of Delphini (Bellatrix and Rudolph’s not voldemorts) oldest daughter for calling her “ex” sister a filthy squib. And while the school reprimanded him, secretly you sent him a letter saying that you were proud that he stood up for his sister.

As for Leo and Regulus (your son Regulus, let’s call him Andy) from the moment she came to you guys they showered her with gifts. Stuffed animals, sweets, toys, hugs, and just pure genuine affection. Since they were closer in age they told each other lots of secrets, and always reassured her that she was loved so much.

Narcissa also secretly engaged with her too. Sending letters with muggle money tucked into the folds of birthday cards or small packages filled with treats or stuffed animals. It was her way of showing that she still secretly cared.

To Lysithea she was a lucky girl who has two loving parents and three lovable protective older brothers. 

#harry potter #headcanon #writing #fanfic #villain #sirius black #sirius black x reader #sirius black x y/n #babies #children #adopted #child abuse #hp marauders #marauders era #bellatrix lestrange #rudopholus #daughter

[remuslupinsdaughter]

Dad Remus headcannons

- Tells the best bedtime stories

- Always sneaks you chocolate at bedtime

- Makes the best roast potatoes (don’t ask me how I came to this conclusion I just know)

- Gives the best hugs

- Always has a cup of tea ready in the morning for you

- LOVES Christmas I mean the man goes all out (terrible at wrapping presents though)

- Also loves Halloween and laughs at the werewolves in horror movies

- Really good at giving advice

- Teaches you how to tie a tie for school

- loves it when you fall asleep on him during a movie

- him and Sirius make silly faces at you when you’re at Grimmauld place and the order are around to make you less anxious

#daughter reader #harry potter #sirius black #child reader #remus lupin x reader #moony wormtail padfoot and prongs #remus lupin

[off-phelia]

Ok this might be an awful request but I hope you can get some inspo from this. They think the reader is dead, because the reader was reportedly at the potter’s that fateful night. But instead she transformed into an animagus and has been looking after Harry.

Maybe you could write about some mischief the reader gets up to (possibly with McGonagall cos I just think the cat version of her would be so fun to prank)

Then everyone finds out the reader is alive in the either the shrieking shack or during an order of the pheonix meeting (or something else it’s up to you)

Hope you can do something with this!

They are referring to this post.

I want to write so many things for this story!!

It's a little long...sorry sorry 👉👈🥺

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Part 2 - soon

Thanks for bringing me more concepts! Please keep asking!! 💓💝💘💞

Lily and you were friends since your second year at Hogwarts. You both being muggle-born, so it didn't take so long for you two become close.

Unfortunately, when you learned that Remus was a werewolf, the two of you drifted apart a bit. She hung around with Snape and you became a supporting member of the Marauders.

You two still helped each other and talked, but she got annoyed when the boys did something against Snape or other students.

In turn, you didn't like Snape. He was always handing you over to the monitors when you brought in some forest creature to tend to and seemed to watch your steps in every hallway. To say it sent nasty shivers down your spine was an understatement.

It wasn't until he called her mudblood that you were completely reunited with her again.

You'll always remember the argument you and the boys had that night. Saying that if it weren't for their stupidity, Lily wouldn't be upset.

Later when Lily and James got married and found out they had a baby on the way, you were asked to be the godmother (since Lily's sister didn't want to participate in this).

You were working at the ministry when you heard the Potter's were hidden.

At that time the world seemed to be turning upside down.

You went to visit Lily that fateful night.

It wasn't hard to figure out where they were, as you used your mind-reading ability on Sirius.

At the time you didn't know about the prophecy and just thought they wanted to keep their little nephew at home for some reason.

Honestly, you thought he was sick and that a visit seemed like a sweet and welcome way.

When you arrived at the Potter's it was James who greeted you. He looked surprised for a moment and was quick to pull you inside.

He looked a little nervous and asked you, very seriously, what were you doing there and you replied shyly that you had been snooping into Sirius' mind.

His expression seemed to relax slightly, for a moment he forgot about your legilimency.

You had a pleasant afternoon with all of them. Laughing at James' jokes and having fun with small, chatty Harry. Lily looked very pleased to see her husband enjoying himself after so long.

This is your last concrete memory of that day.

Searching your mind, you might remember walking out and bumping into someone you knew who was close to the Potter's house.

You remember a strange name or nickname you called that person.

"Wormtail"

After that it's all a blur.

The sound of people talking, then the quiet sound of nature and then you think you've fallen to the ground.

You couldn't move and soon your whole body ached. It was unbearable and makes you want to scream and squirm just thinking about that phantom sensation.

Then your vision goes out and you hear al the background something like "obliviate" before everything become dark.

You were confused and lost when they found you the next morning. Not knowing who you were or where you were.

You spent a few months hospitalized at St.Mungus recovering and when the aurors showed up, you were advised to stay away from the wizarding world for a while.

"For your own protection" - they said.

They got you a new address and a new name.

Number 11, Privet Drive. The last residence on a street of equal house.

Honestly, if you had known what was to come, you wouldn't have sighed as you set foot in that garden.

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[slayingqueenchal]

Credence barebone | i miss you.

Total angst, y/n and credence are so in love but, they choose different paths.

You were close with a boy, credence barebone. Lovely dovey, before you split paths.

You wanted to understand what he sees, but it's as if he wanted to stay away from you.

It was when his obscurial got into him. Percival graves blamed him for everything.

"Credence, stop, please! " You screamed. He looks at you, and shoots you.

You never knew what happened next, a blink of an eye and you and credence were not a thing anymore.

What you didn't know was...

"YOU HURT HER, Y/N! " Percival shouted. Looking at your liveless body, credence's obscurial went down.

"You are a monster" Said Percival. Credence walked up to your body. "Y/n, love.. " He kneeled. "You certainly have no rights to call her love, if you do this" Percival 'defended'. He apparated with a tear running down his cheek.

And that's where it all have shown. You two have chosen different path, you chose the 'good path' and he chose the 'bad path'.

It started to show, that he wasnt there for you. You started to over think, what if all of this was just a joke that he made? No way, but, maybe..

You whole heartedly loved him, even with his obscurial. You thought he was but, he's probably not. Every time you met, both of you never say a word, it was.. Always you, who begged him.

The one that pains you the most was, when newt and you had the qilin. You saw three dark figures. "Newt" You said, until a spell was casted from them.

Newt casted a protection spell, that made a luminous glow. Credence. "Run, y/n! " Newt shouted.

You were taken a back, but so was he, but, you made a run for it, because Newt pulled your hands.

You ran, for your life. Before he shoots spells that makes you go down.

You visions were blurry, but you could still see. You heard Newt, he was stunned too.

The only words you could mumble was, a small, but, audible, "cr-credence". You knew you weren't going to get any response but," I know you still have feelings for me, but, our difference of sides make us impossible, I'm sorry y/n, we don't work". And just like that, he left.

From that day on, you felt like shit. You stare at the wall all day, only moving when you really need too.

A day passed by. You stood up, walking to Dumbledore.

"Dumbledore, you're a great wizard" You said. "Is there something that you want, y/n? " He asks. You did. "Yes, you know, can you make people forget about things" You asked and his response was a "yes".

"Can you make me forget about credence" You asked pleadingly. He answered "you love him, but, you're on different sides now, y/n, he's not good but, you know you two love each other, there's no reason for me to erase him from your memory".

"There is, please, I've never felt so lonely in my live before, after we didn't work out it just I don't know, a part of me disappeared" You said. "I want you to think through it first, alright, y/n" Dumbledore calmly said.

"I already did! It's killing me! I was in love with him and God I wish I hadn't! I don't know anything about him anymore, and I just wish to forget him! I cannot with me crying my eyes out everyday" You said. "Y/n..ive experienced with hard love, different sides too, but you must understand that, it's hard.. " He said.

"I'm sorry" You said. You left the room after Dumbledore nodded you too. That day forward, you tried to be happy.

Of course, you met him, again and again, and again. It was until he almost died that you knew why he was doing it.

"Stay away, from me, y/n, I'm a monster, I'm dangerous, I love you,but your an angel and I'm a monster" The words made you melt.

"No, credencde, you're not a monster" You said, helping him get up, with abeforth.

"I love you,y/n, I'm sorry" He said, before passing out.

"Is he going to be alright? " You asked abeforth, but his response was "I hope".

From that day forward you knew why he didn't want to be close to you, he felt dangerous, he feels like he's a monster. He may think he's a monster, but you still love him no matter what.

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[terry-perry]

Hi honey, I was wondering if you could do a Harry Potter request? A short one shot if you could about Harry and female reader being young and in love like pure puppy love and practicing kissing 💕

They're about 12/13 here

"Well," you sighed as you lied on the grass alongside Harry. "I called it. As soon as I left, my mother made plans to stay at my aunt's."

"Sorry to hear that," Harry said, looking at you with genuine concern.

The summer before, the two of you wrote to one another almost everyday. A lot of your letters ran along the same theme. You told him of your parents always arguing when they weren't giving each other the silent treatment. You were sad, at first, but then you grew annoyed as they went on like that for most of the summer. They'd rather butt heads than actually tend to the things that mattered. Like being good parents.

"Are you okay?" Harry went on to ask.

"I'm fine. I'm just glad they've stopped with the fighting and fooling themselves. And at least I'm away from all that until Christmas."

Not knowing what else to say, you two sat on the grass in comfortable silence until it was almost time for your next class. Before getting completely up, however, you asked "Why do you think people get married?"

Harry sat up and peered over at you to shrug. "I guess it's just something you do when you feel like you found someone special,"

"It sounds like too much work. I wouldn't want to go through all the trouble just for one person." But then you gave him a weird stare. Observing him in a way that was like you were seeing him for the first time. "We should get married."

"What?" He sputtered, not sure if he heard you correctly.

"Not now, obviously. When we're older and done with school. Being married might be a little easier if you married a friend, don't you think?"

"I suppose," he said, less freaking out but still thinking on your words. "Are you sure?"

"You're one of my best friends, Harry. I don't see why not."

"Well, then as your possible future husband, can I ask something from you?"

"Anything," you replied, smiling.

"Can I -- er --" he was cute with how flustered he was getting.

You smirked as you started to form an idea of what he was about to ask.

"Is it okay to kiss you?"

You shyly looked away from him, not wanting to show off your elation.

"You can say no!" He attempted to save himself. "I just figured with what we were talking about..."

"You can kiss me, if you'd like," you responded, turning your head back yet still not looking at him completely.

"Are you sure?"

You shrugged next. "Like we said, we are getting married. Might as well see if we like kissing each other."

He gave you a big smile and leaned over a bit to get closer to your face.

"Um," he whispered. He was close enough so you could feel his breath on you. "Can you maybe close your eyes?"

You did what he requested with your heart beginning to pound. You've never been kissed before. Though nervous, you were at least glad it was happening with someone you trusted. You stiffened up slightly when you felt his soft lips press against yours.

He didn't pull away and stayed on you for what felt like an eternity. You did your best to reciprocate by moving your lips a little against his. It was awkward and clumsy, but you loved every second of it. It was over soon enough, with the two of you now only staring at each other and offering shy smiles.

"We should probably get to our Charms class," you mumbled while clearing your throat.

He gave a barely audible affirmation to this and helped you up from the ground. You didn't say much on the way to class, but still kept on smiling. Especially since Harry didn't bother to let go of your hand.

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