#hphm future

[whatwouldvalerydo]

Took some liberties with the ask from @drinkyoursoupbitch but I hope it's alright.

I couldn't go on describing Talia without Akira and well, here we are I guess. Been a hot minute since we had seen these two in any shape or form. Akira belongs to @cursebreakerfarrier

Akira Crane, a name not his own, a shadow passing through the darkness of each moving second, years not on borrowed time, but on the souls of others, layers upon layers snuffed out, hallowed from their very chests, erased, never allowed to cross over to where others waited for their loved ones.

Centuries cascading from his dark mane, a lone wolf, restless, never in one place for too long, never letting time catch up to him. Not touching unless it was to cause harm, blood soiling his body, a sea of crimson to wash him in.

Those he saved would not live long to even remember him, mortals faced with the dauting concept of time.

Akira, a face that blended, always watching the world through cold dark eyes. You would never hear him coming, feet steady and agile, body flexible and durable. Chiseled to withstand, molded to be precise. Like a blade. Sharp, cruel, vindictive.

The immortal assassin.

A bystander, rarely taking a step into the light to mix with never lasting events, such was his existence.

And then life decided to play by its own rules and not his, tipping the scale an imperceivable bit, enough to cause the smallest ripple.

It introduced him to her, the fable of immortality born out of the obsession of a cruel father and a mad mother, a child of fire and rage, the ultimate sacrifice. He met them first, mind not even grasping or wondering what they managed to produce together. All he knew of Constantine and Josephine carried little weight. One allowed to live for his invaluable take on immortality, one allowed to exist for she cared little of what destruction lay in her wake. Soldiers of little morals.

Yet he met their child of wonder, Talia Crane.

Dead on the cold Ministry marbled floor, bloody and lifeless, a girl who decided her own fate, took her life, dancing too close to death until finally death leaned in, placing a kiss against full lips and the story of her came crumbling down.

But when her fire erupted and voice broke out like a Phoenix rising from its ashes, curious wide eyes took him in, lips asking for his name and the world tipped further when he granted her the reply in a low, deep voice.

They stood face to face, through years finding each other, be it by coincidence or by cruel fate, both never changing, forever young, yet so broken and raw.

Delicate pale fingers traced his scars, pushing limits and boundaries, turquoise jewels always curious, snatching from him another piece and then another. For she was a cruel vixen, shaped from crueler intentions, scars gathering like a fortress around her heart.

You would have never thought that when they walked inside a room, confidence radiating off their skin like a luxurious perfume, that they have spent most of their existence chipping away at their humanity until there was almost nothing left.

But time was patient if anything else, uniting them again and again.

And when she stood in front of him once more, hair of fire brushing against bare, milky shoulders as she leaned in and asked him to take her life for the reward far outweigh her tortured existence, the scales tipped in her favor.

And it was not out of friendship that he slowly backed down, it was not for love that he refused to go through with it, but something more that managed to calm the beast inside his soul. An innocence he wished to preserve.

She would see in him the last slither of humanity buried deep within and he would find in her the last spark that was the flame of her existence. And he would fan that spark until a raging fire erupted and she would grow to love him for what and who he truly is, not what the world sees him as.

Perhaps they are both monsters, immortal beings with savage tastes and ravenous hungers.

Then so be it, said fate once satisfied, so be it. Let them be a while longer, together finding something more. Mysterious creatures, wearing their scars with pride, like weapons branded just for them.

#takira #talia crane #akira crane #hphm future #future era

[akaisenhatake]

Roses Are Red

Violets Are Blue

Her Presence As Fiery As A Dragon's Breath

Shall It Arrive With Undying Wrath

Ianthe Court, an indirect ancestor of Jane Court from Hogwarts Mystery.

Character Info below by an inexperienced profile writer

Name: Ianthe Court

Nicknames: Ian, Redhead, Niamh

Birthday: 13th July, 1874

Nationality: Half-Irish, Half-British

Blood Status: Pure-blood

House: Sorted into Ravenclaw but a Slytherin by heart, however the Courts are all Hufflepuffs. [let her in the slytherin common room please]

Wand: laurelwood, 113/4", pheonix core [form takes inspiration from a rose]

Animagus: None

Patronus: Stout

Boggart: A Burning house

Sexuality: Bi-herself and demiromantic

Other Details

Born a redhead, whereas the rest of the Courts are blonde

Has a bandage on her left wrist to cover scars and something else

Born from a different mother, both biological parents fled to another country and left baby Ianthe under her father's ex wife. She was forced to raise baby Ianthe as her child along with her two other children from another recently engaged husband. [her childhood was hell]

Travelled to Britain from Ireland to live in an orphanage after her step-family died from a fire breakout at their house. Officers tried to contact her uncle and aunt but they refused to take care of the child. [she was never mentioned to the future generations of the Courts cause her name would 'spoil' their reputation and image]

The scar on her right jaw is due to kids who tried to shove her into a basket of unknown magical beast, but manage to save her entire face by forcing her way out. As a revenge, she threw one of the boys into the basket, resulting in the boy having to be sent to the nearest clinic. [honestly he deserved what he got]

Got her first magic cast by setting something on fire in an orphanage due to over excitement after her house elf came to visit her. [she apparently also has fire tolerance cause haha daenarys inspo]

Once a gremlin, forever a gremlin. [she climbs all over hogwarts castle and unhinged at times ]

Enjoys reading books in the library for a long period. [it calms the intrusive thoughts, or gives the intrusive thoughts more ideas]

Likes dresses but couldn't wear them for the most part for how much she runs and climbs. [wouldn't want to get the cloth stuck and causing a disadvantage on her part]

Brutally honest along with her judgement. [will call you a slur if u deserve it]

Has difficulty feeling remorse or pity for others [been called heartless since a child for laughing at her step- brother while he broke his arm from a broom fall]

Best friend? the slytherin gang duh [she was treated as a sibling to them, more specifically sebastian] Ofc she spends time with other friends like Samantha, Natty, Poppy and a shit ton more from her merlin-knows-how-long friend list

Enemies? Victor Rookwood scares the crap outta her [insert more traumatic backstory here]

Haha goblins short and tiny they so babp- [to be continued]

She has relations to the dragon who attacked her and Prof. Fig while they were going to Hogwarts.

Main goal of attending Hogwarts? Just being able to cast all the spells she read from a book when she was still a 'squib'. Also hoping to find a spell that can remove something she covered on her wrist with scars and a bandage.

Pets? she wants a dragon and she will get one eventually, but for now none

template inspired by @/crowlipso

closeup on the eyes

#hphm #hphl #hogwarts mystery #hogwarts legacy #hphl oc #hogwarts legacy oc #hogwarts legacy mc #hphl mc #my art #ianthe court #jane court #this took me forever to write holy shit #but yay first oc introduced :D #i can show some of her art in future posts now #feel free to share oc interactions cause hshhadhhahehahshahsah im lonely

[hphm-jeniferltheman]

Year 6 - Prologue

Before another school year starts, the two best friends meet up. They wonder where the other one, Ben, is for neither one of them had seen him after the end of their fifth year. Not even the girlfriend had any information about him since...

~~~

Talking about girlfriend boyfriend, Rowan And Bill become a couple in my story and that's why they're together! 😌🥂🍾

Jeniferl's year 6 story begins now

#the future is terrifying but the story must goes on #hphm #hphm fanart #hogwarts mystery #hphm mc #rowan khanna #jeniferl theman #bill weasley #hphm rowan #hphm bill #rowan x bill

[yoselin-uyu]

Chibis faces 01/??

Hiiii, i drew some chibi faces for some fríends, to help me get use to drawing.

[@maleliddell @theevoh12 @offysposts @tiny-chiro @jasminediaz @rosesaabimart @immagrosscandy @aleapple1216 @aneshkablack]

No es mucho pero trabajo honesto, los tkm mucho, gracias por inspirarme a seguir dibujando (•ө•)♡

#hope to do more in the future #who knows maybe your next #hphm #my art #i speak #joshua bennet #joseph bennet #hphm mc #hogwarts mystery #mc #chibi faces #chibi

[londonhalcyon]

The first night I’m able to relax in months—so of course my chronic pain decides to make an appearance the second I do. Anyway, guess who finally decided to do one of those podfic recordings you guys requested a year ago while they were waiting for the meloxicam to kick in?

That’s right! Here you go: a rough, unedited, single take reading of Chapter 9 of “Fear Itself,” AKA “the Barnaby chapter.”

(Apologies for the whisper screaming. There’s a 24 hour quiet period for finals week right now.)

I think I’m going to keep this podcast for unedited or test recordings like this one. If I ever do a more “official” production (and that’s a big “if”), I’ll probably make a separate one.

#i think in the future i’ll try harder to make merula’s voice higher #because i feel like she naturally has a softer and higher pitched speaking voice #though of course she’s very growly in this for good reason #and yes my meloxicam did fortunately kick in while recording this #the mad witch #hphm #hogwarts mystery #merula snyde #barnaby lee #podfic

[night-rhea]

İ know i was barely NOT talking about Night but hear me out-

Remember i was unsure about hpma timeline Night? After azkaban they spent few (8-10) years away from england but then returned to Hogwarts when Mcgonagall invited them. But they cant simply be a professor

1- so many cool professor hphm mc's. İ need them in my canon too so no

2- they are not good enough to be teacher, like really. Especially since everyone know their identity. İt would be much worse than Snape being professor

Maybe they can teach a class or two when the profeasor of the class cant attend, for potions charms dada and flying classes. And and Quidditch matches and practises! Quidditch hpma mc's would get their help! Hehe

After all this, i realized something

Dont you think it would be great if Hogwarts had a guardian in forbidden forest? You know many dangerous creatures, dark wizards can get close to Hogwarts from here easily i dunno maybe to kill A STUDENT OR SOMETHİNG MAYBE WHO KNOWS-

Soo

Any name suggestions? Forest watcher? (i played too much genshin) Forest Keeper? Just Watcher?

#naz's shit post #night rhea #hphm #hpma #İ talk like everyone knows Nights future surely everyone does right

[luminant-lepidoptera]

I'm playing a different version of HPHM called "Make Merula Smile As Many Times As Possible"

#I think I only ever made it as far as Year 2 #Which is what I'm technically on right now #But these scenes seem to take place at some point in the future so she's still mean in the story rn #Honestly Merula is a really fun character and she's the only reason I'm still playing this game #It's so slow waiting for energy to recharge for EVERYTHING but there's no way in hell I'm paying real money #hphm #hphm merula

[carewyncromwell]

“And the big bad man and his big bad clan, Their hands are stained with red... Oh, how quickly they forget... They aren't gonna help us --  Too busy helping themselves! They aren't gonna change this:  We gotta do it ourselves... They think that it's over, but it's just begun!”

~“Only the Young” by Taylor Swift

x~x~x~x

“And so…esteemed members of the Wizengamot…based on the overwhelming evidence – the factually bankrupt, inflammatory anti-Muggle and Muggle-born leaflets sent out by the defendant’s Commission and promoted by the defendant herself; the transcripts of trials overseen by the defendant that spell out blatant corruption and unsanctioned cross-examination techniques, including having Dementors present during all trials and actively refusing to give any defendant proper legal representation; the testimony of over fifty Ministry employees, speaking to the defendant’s close working relationships with known Death Eaters and to her own willingness to overlook Wizarding Law to advance herself and her Commission’s political aims; the countless memos written in the defendant’s own hand condemning nearly a thousand people, including over a hundred children, to unjust captivity; and the defendant’s well-known reputation among her ex-students, her coworkers, and even her own family for enjoying the suffering of others and persecuting fellow wizards and witches not just for their blood, but also for suffering from medical conditions like lycanthropy and blood maledictions – all of which the defense has offered no suitable defense for, aside from incorrectly asserting that the defendant was ‘simply following orders’ from her superiors…I think there is no question as to her guilt, or to what justice would be appropriate.

Although I – as a private citizen of the Wizarding World – agree with Minister Shacklebolt’s measure to remove the Dementors from Azkaban prison…I must acknowledge that if there were ever a case for a criminal from our world deserving the Dementor’s Kiss…it would be Dolores Jane Umbridge. But because we – unlike the defendant – have a code of honor before us that we will not break just to achieve a political objective…I believe it’s our solemn duty to ensure this basilisk in human skin never walks free again.”

~Carewyn Cromwell, prosecutor for the trial of Dolores Umbridge // January 1999

x~x~x~x

About two-and-a-half years ago, I drew a concept for Carewyn as a lawyer for the Ministry of Magic, and...yeah, looking back at that concept, I knew I could improve on its visual, if I tried it again! 

Carewyn Cromwell was still a fresh-faced, idealistic young lawyer of twenty-five when she became the Chief Prosecutor behind the Ministry of Magic’s trials of ex-Death Eaters after the end of the Second Wizarding War in 1998. That very same year Carewyn also became the legal guardian of one of the Muggle-born children she defended in court (a drawing of whom is also coming soon!), even while unmarried and only living in a small flat in London. Despite her relatively short time with the Ministry, however, the fashionable young prosecutor left a strong impression, not only taking charge and putting Dolores Umbridge under citizens’ arrest when the Death-Eater-controlled Ministry fell, but also in fiercely advocating for those who had been most hurt during the War. The Daily Prophet was eager to spotlight the young Cromwell in their articles, both flatteringly and otherwise, simply because of how much fascination such a pretty and paragon, and yet stoic and ruthless woman evoked in both reporters and the paper’s readership. There were even several points, both during and after the trials, when Carewyn’s name was floated by the Prophet as some possible future replacement for Ministry Shacklebolt, or even just as a permanent member of the Minister for Magic’s support staff -- but Carewyn, thoroughly disinterested in working directly in politics, instead remained steadfast in her pursuit of legal justice. 

#hphm #hogwarts mystery #future!mc challenge #my art #carewyn cromwell #dolores umbridge #erik apollo #but yeah that erik and carewyn drawing is coming up very soon I'm just about done editing it <3 #I hadn't heard this taylor swift song before now but I really like it! #it's very inspiring :) #I know the song kind of talks more about kids and teenagers but come on 25 is still young #especially in the sense of government officials and law enforcement #and yeah considering how corrupt all versions of those people -- fictional and otherwise -- are? #carewyn's a young idealist who's determined to change the way things are for the better #plus that first snippet of lines I snatched really evoked the death eaters to me :< #it was fun to try to draw these bad-ass robes again!! #they're kind of biker princess and I love them <33

[scarlettroubles]

I don’t really have much to post nowadays because of school so just-

take some tweaked elly designs for something I wanna work on in the distant future.

#eileen ryder #embers of tomorrow #character design #charater art #hphm #my art #probs gonna tweak her design yet AGAIN in the future #dummy brain never satisfied smh #digital art #digital drawing

[helenadurazzo]

Helena’s Fifiteth

For those who don’t know, Helena’s canonical birthday was on February 23rd 1973, making today her fiftieth irl. In honor of this, I decided to demonstrate what Helena’s life is like in the present

Also I am still debating a name for Vincent’s wife who appears in this story, I am open to suggestions and will edit the story once a name is decided

Erika -> 51-52

Helena -> 49-50

Vincent -> 24-25

Zara -> 22-23

Cato and Brian belong to @catohphm

As spring would be approaching in the next month, Helena knew her number of clients would once again, quickly increase as it did every other year. She had a couple of plants that either bloomed year round or bloomed solely in the winter, but for the most part, the coldest season tended to be the slowest for Helena and her motivation as well.

“You’ve been out here longer than usual for a winter’s day.” A familiar voice commented with a chuckle, “Happy Birthday, love.”

Helena turned around and smiled at her wife and welcomed her with an embrace and a gentle, yet loving, kiss. “I didn’t think you’d be back this quick, Eri.” Helena mentioned in a surprised but delighted tone. “You acted like that emergency at work was going to take you all day to handle.”

“It was just an exaggeration, I figured you would have guessed that by now.” Erika admitted. “I was a member of the Harpies before I became their manager, I’ve learned how to solve most problems pretty easily overtime. Plus leaving at the break of dawn certainly helped.”

She supposed Erika had a point since it was nearly noon now. “Well, your team is certainly having an excellent season.”

“Glad to know you are still rooting for us.”

“Your team still has many quidditch teams to beat before you can confidently claim victory.” Helena reminded her, “Including the Tornadoes.”

Helena watched as Erika only laughed at this, “The Tornadoes are only doing good this year because they are using Vincent to their advantage, after all, he certainly learned from the best.”

Helena chuckled “Whatever you say love.”

“That reminds me, I ran into Penny when I arrived.” Erika revealed. “She was saying something about how she was head to pick up an order of some ingredient she needed for her potions, can’t remember what it was on the top of my head so I figured I would ask you before I gave her the wrong thing.”

“I completely forgot!” She exclaimed as she pulled her wand out of her pocket and summoned a jar, “Luckily it’s a pretty easy fix.” She informed confidently Erika as she kneeled down in front of some icy blue flowers, gently using a spell to remove the petals and place them within the jar.

“What did she want?” Erika asked curiously, seemingly struggling to identify the flower petals her wife was gathering.

“These are permafrostine petals.” Helena explained, not taking her eyes off of her diligent work. “They are used in many advanced potions however they must be picked carefully. If even one of these petals would happen to touch a human’s skin, it would cause a severe case of frostbite.”

“How delightful.” Erika sarcastically commented. “Are you sure these petals are used in potions and not deadly poisons instead?”

Helena chuckled at her wife’s statement, “You’d be surprised by how many ingredients that go into potions can be considered poison if they are just by themselves. However, in combination with the accurate number of other non-poisonous ingredients, the elements of poison will cancel out, I don’t know much about the appropriate ratios.” Helena admitted, “that’s Penny’s expertise.”

Helena had learned from her mother to not advertise products that bloomed in such a limited timeframe. As her mother would say, there would always be one person rushing in with a desperate need for a material that so many other herbologists would have already sold out of. If Helena had waited even a week more to harvest the petals of these last few permafrostine flowers, they would have shriveled up and deemed useless. However, she did make an exception for a few of her clients such as Penny, although the two weren’t close as kids, she certainly always had a friendly relationship with her husband, as the two had known each other since they were young.

“There.” Helena confidently announced, mainly to herself, as she stood back up, securely holding the jar with careful hands. The glass was freezing yet not to a dangerous level and was simply that way due to the material within it. “That should be enough to last her for many months, if not the rest of the year.”

“Let’s head back to the house then.” Erika suggested, “We shouldn’t keep Mrs. Reese waiting forever.”

“You do have a point there.” Helena lightly chuckled as she linked her arm with Erika’s, looking into her eyes, and the two walked back side by side.

Helena smiled at the large, yet comforting cottage that she and Erika moved into a couple of years after Helena herself graduated from Hogwarts and the two decided to move to the next level in their relationship. It was also the home where they raised their two children in, although they had both since left to start lives and careers of their own, they were in their twenties after all. However, Helena made sure to always keep their rooms ready for whenever they decided to visit, although it became more sparse.

Her son was often traveling around from arena to arena ever since he officially became one of the three main chasers for the Tutshill Tornadoes, with his wife, traveling alongside him, eagerly attending all of his matches. Meanwhile, her daughter traveled, representing the ministry of magic to the governments of other countries, gaining recognition as an ambassador. She was immensely proud of both of them, however she did wish for them to be closer to home, even though she knew their traveling was part of the reason why they were successful.

Erika led the way into the house, Helena spotted Penny right away with her unmistakable golden blonde hair in a French braid, however she was pleasantly surprised when she saw her husband with her. “You didn’t tell me Cato was here.” Helena commented to Erika.

She listened as her wife chuckled mischievously, “I figured it was obvious.”

“Me and Penny got you a little something for your birthday.” Cato happily informed as he handed her a small, box that looked like it was carefully wrapped however Helena could tell by the appearance it was simply an illusion, something she enjoyed as she hated seeing wrapping paper all over the floor whenever her kids were young and opening up presents as much as she hated wrapping them.

“You shouldn’t have.” Helena smiled thankfully as she took the lid off and carefully pulled out what the box contained. Inside was a hand painted figurine of a flower, “It’s beautiful.”

“Glad you like it.” Cato replied with a smile before turning to Erika, “How have the Harpies been?”

“Good.” Erika replied with a smile, “the ladies are in a great position to win this season, although so are the Tornadoes who we face soon.”

As if on cue, the sound of travel by floo powder came from the nearby fireplace. Helena turned to see her son, dressed in a casual outfit and a light blue jacket, matching the Tutshill Tornadoes’ signature color. His hair was as curly as it was when he was a kid and his green eyes shone just as brightly. His wife appeared with the help of floo powder not to long after him.

“I thought you were going to be busy with quidditch practice!” Helena exclaimed as she embraced him, “It’s so good to see you!” She added once she took a few steps back following the embrace.

“I could not miss your birthday.” He assured her with a warm smile, before leaning over and whispering in her ear mischievously, “I’d say you were the best mother in the world, but I wouldn’t want to make mum jealous.” A statement which, Helena could not help but chuckle at in response.

“So the Tornadoes and playing the Harpies soon?” Cato asked Vincent as Helena exchanged a few words of greeting with her daughter in law.

“That’s right!” He cheerfully confirmed before turning to Erika, “I will make sure me and my teammates go easy on your ladies.”

“Trust me Vin.” She playfully replied, messing up his hair with her hand as if he was a kid, “I should be telling my ladies to go easy on your team.”

“Good to see you again Vincent.” Brian greeted him with a pat on the shoulder, “Good to hear you have been doing well, how is your sister?”

“Busy as always I am sure.” Vincent informed him, “As you can see, I am my mothers favorite as Zara did not make time out of her extensive itinerary to come make even a brief visit.”

“I’d hold my tongue if I were you.” Helena noticed Brian say as he motioned to something going on behind both her and Vincent.

Helena turned and to her surprise, there stood three familiar faces, her daughter was in front and in center while her parents were a few steps behind. Helena assumed they had to have Apparates in, with her mother assisting her father. Zara quickly came to embrace Helena, looking as beautiful as ever with her curly dirty blonde locks and green eyes that matched her brother’s. She then walked over to Vincent.

“Are you still sure you are the favorite now?” She smirked at him.

“H-How?” Vincent stuttered as Brian chuckled at his loss of words.

“Just a little planning on my part with our grandparents helping me out when it came to finding out the time and place of the festivities.” She informed him and playfully threatened, “Do not underestimate me again.”

“Alright alright you win.” Vincent gave in before giving a glance at his wife who gave a nod in response to their seemingly silent conversation, then he turned back to look at his sister, “or, at least that is what you think my dearest sister.”

“Vincent and I just found out we our expecting our first child.” She revealed, as Vincent put a comforting arm around her.

“That’s wonderful news!” Helena exclaimed happily.

“I figured so.” Vincent replied before smirking at his sister, “Especially since Zara is not anywhere near close to even considering starting a family of her own.” He teased

“Whatever, I’ll just be cool aunt Zara.” She informed him with a smile showing that she had not lost their rivalry yet.

“Define Cool.” He asked her.

As Helena watched her two children continue to banter as if they were young and not adults with their own careers, she looked over at Erika, Penny, and Cato, the last of which was the first to speak.

“You both are going to be fantastic grandmothers.” He informed her and Erika.

“I hope so.” Helena informed him

“Well I know so.” Erika assured her, as she put her arm around her. “Now how about that for a birthday present? Quite something isn’t it?”

Helena smiled, “It has certainly been a birthday I do not see forgetting in the foreseeable future.”

“I hope so.” Helena informed him.

“Well I know so.” Erika assured her, as she put her arm around her. “Now how about that for a birthday present? Quite something isn’t it?”

Helena smiled, “It has certainly been a birthday I do not see forgetting in the foreseeable future.”

#Helena Durazzo #hphm #hogwarts mystery #harry potter hogwarts mystery #future #hphm mc #Erika Rath #Cato Reese #Penny Haywood #Olivia Hearst #Alessandro Durazzo #Vincent Durazzo-Rath #Zara Durazzo-Rath #Brian Haywood-Reese

[a-more-delicious-happiness]

Merry Yule/Litha - The Once and Future Laird - Chapter update

Hello darlings and pals and comrades. It has been a long time since I have written anything new for my HPHM story, but here we are! Merry Yule/Litha everyone ^_^

It is my goal to hopefully finish the first chapter and upload my first post onto AO3 in the next month.

The Once and Future Laird

Overview: My story is about Merula Snyde (post-HPHM years at Hogwarts) and Catriona Astroza-Roxburgh (the older sister of HPHM MC Alajandra Astroza-Roxburgh). One to learn that always was ‘good’ to enough, and the other to learn that she is more than what she has become.

24 December 1990 - A flashback chapter

POV: Catriona Astroza-Roxburgh

Chapter X - Part 1

Chapter X - Part 2.1

Chapter X - Part 2.2

(Snippet from Part 2.2 for context)

The mahogany floorboards leading up to the Slytherin dormitories let out an accusatory creak at my approach. Hmm…I wonder if…three steps along the left edge, one to the right, two forward…and one, two, three…My boots reach the landing in front of the east wing without a single creak. I rest my hands on my hips and feel a satisfied grin stretch across my face. Yep, still got it.

“You good?” I spin around to meet a pair of violet eyes…determined, but less frantic than before. “Uh, uhh…yea, yep” I wipe my hands on my trousers, resetting myself. My eyes focus on a blood-red vial in Merula’s hands as she brushes past me. “Is that what I think it is?” Already half-way back to the main – followed by many-a-creak might I add – she throws over her shoulder, “we shall see”.

Uh fuck, here we go.

Stealing myself, I race to catch up, and spot a flash of green plaid veering left towards the training grounds. If my guess is correct, she is going to need room…and if her personality is anything to go by...a lot of it.  

(Part 2.3 - as at 25.12.22)

The training grounds are not ideal. In terms of privacy, there is the constant risk of faculty eyes peering down from the classrooms or the watchtowers to the north. But right now, there’s not enough time to reach the Quidditch Pitch or the grasslands of the Magical Creatures Reserve.

“Merlin, Morgana and Mordred”, I pant as I brace myself against the archway leading to the grounds. The thunder has already started, as well as the rain – turning the earlier flurry of ice and wind into whips of sleet against my cheeks…and...goodbye jellyrolls.

I rake my curls back to better squint across the field and clock Merula about 30 yards away, in the direction of the Cephei Tower. My boots squelch down into muddy green as I push myself forwards. Almost reaching her, the ball of my foot slips out from beneath me and I let out a definitely-more-feminine-than-usual squeal.

Crouched on her knees, Merula stares down at the bottle in her hands. Her eyes say resolve, steely and bright, but the way she bites down on her lower lip…I’m not sure...it says something else.

I start to pull my leg up, to move closer…to reassure, but she thrusts her hand out in my direction, “No. Don’t”.

Sensing my hesitancy, she meets my eyes and breathes, “It’s not safe”.

Another flash lights up the training grounds, snapping us out of our little war of wills. Shit, we don’t have long. With the time it took to get outside, we have moments, if that.

“Merula, we have to hurry. Are you ready?”

Merula blearily looks up through the rain. And just looks.

“Merula! Now! It has to be now!”

“I know, I KNOW!” She bursts. “It’s just…what if…what if I…become...”

Ah. The fear which plagues any would-be-animagi. We roll the dice, barter with the gods, and hope by Falco Aesalon we take the form of a creature we can live with, one which shows the best of us and not the worst. It is so much more than becoming a creature. It is facing the creature and accepting it.

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#once and future laird #hphm #hogwarts mystery #catriona astroza #merula snyde #mc x merula #merula x mc #hphm merula

[whatwouldvalerydo]

Time to return

A promise to a friend is made.

This isn’t proofread, no edit, just posting after several long days and nights. This doesn't mean I am back, but it means I am willing to try from time to time and that I am still writing.

For the September prompt hosted by @hp-12monthsofmagic, Akira Crane in mention belongs to @cursebreakerfarrier

🖤🖤🖤🖤

Time to return

Running her hands across her arms, Talia smiled slightly at how the plush fabric of her latest sweater felt underneath her fingers. Early autumn tempered her slightly. The sun did not have the same intensity, her soul as if following along with the seasons. Shorter days led to longer nights, the darkness managing to blend between fiery strands of hair, making it easier for her to move from one location to another.

She tried to dim herself as much as possible, her and Akira, names spoken by other, tales, fiction, however those that did manage to set their eyes on them were few and even fewer lived to tell the tale of two immortal creatures.

England was no longer home, a land of memories at most when days were kind and one or the other ventured in trying to remember.

But you could not quench the flames entirely, Talia still keeping tabs on a select few.

So, no matter what, once a year, regardless of his location, Jin received a letter from Talia asking him to meet her in different countries around the world. For an entire decade, she waited for two hours each year inside a bar, or outside on a terrace while she enjoyed the sun, but he never joined her.

Until the eleventh’s letter was sent.

“I must admit, despite me not being the best of friends you are a persistent and patient woman.”

Talia kept the smirk creeping up at bay, lifting her eyes to gently nod at Jin “And you are still as pretentious as ever. Not even you could refuse wine on a terrace overlooking the Eifel tower.” She continued to watch him as he removed his sunglasses, dark eyes taking her in before finally taking a seat at the table arranged for them.

“As odd as my statement will be, I will tell it nonetheless. While this is indeed beautiful and I do consider you a friend, despite my absence, I do have a reason for actually accepting the invitation this year-round.”

Tapping her long nails against the red wine glass, she inhaled softly, eyes taking in the view “You needed time to grieve, I understand that, believe me I do.”

Scoffing, he took the bottle pouring himself a drink “Being around someone for centuries, it hits harder when you lose them. No offence.” He added when Talia looked back at him.

“It also leaves room for more error. No offence, but such level of comfort is dangerous.”

Jin only nodded, on the surface appearing to agree with her statement “Precisely why I intend to spend a century being mad at that crusty man of yours.”

“Oh fun, I like petty you, it gives you a certain glow.” Leaning in, she plucked a cigarette from her silver case “But Akira isn’t to blame for what happened to your wives.”

There it was again, like years before, the shift in the air around them, his energy palpable “If he had not come asking about you, how to break your curse…”

“Blame me then.” She stated lighting up the cigarette, eyes setting ablaze for a few seconds “He came to you because of me.”

“No.” he shook his head, a calmness washing over him, air settling “He came for you, because you somehow managed to stir up something inside of him and he needed your promise. Do not think I do not know you two have been ever since then fighting a constant battle. If it is not one thing, it is another right? A constant war. All because you two are immortal.”

Talia did not answer, instead held his gaze, smoking calmly. Jin squinting his eyes at her slightly.

“Are you not curious why I am here?”

“You will eventually tell me, of that I’m certain. But you look good. Calm. Happy in a way. Someone new if your life?”

He did not like that smile that graced her lips, but he offered a smile of his own “One of the reasons I actually wanted to see you. But I do however have something to ask of you.”

Taking a drag, followed by a sip of wine, smoke still left her mouth as she spoke “Do tell.”

He contemplated on his answer for a few moments, letting her finish her cigarette and for that signature anger insider of her to simmer “Demons are said to love only once in their long existence. While I did care for and respected my wives, I had never loved them.”

Since he stopped talking Talia decided to play into his small game “So you found love?”

“I have.” Jin admitted “However it is not in the sense you imagine. However before I reveal anything more, I need a promise from you.” Cocking a brow, Jin adding before she had a chance to ask “For the next seven years to not bring Akira into this, at all. Complete disconnect from him. If you do this then perhaps I will shake hands with him once more and renew our friendship.”

Getting up, she ran her fingers across the table before picking the glass once more, liquid staining her lips “Oddly specific but he won’t understand me ghosting him for seven years. He will come after me, he will be angry, take it further and Akira isn’t a man you wish to betray. Plus you have yet to provide a solid reason why I would even agree to it.”

“You owe me. I lost everything because of your accursed union. Union that continues to hold strong. My intention is not to create any discomfort or break you two apart, however where Akira goes, death follows, now more than ever, believe me I too keep tabs. It is the reason why you keep travelling no?”

Tilting her head to the side, she smirked “For someone who’s been refusing my invitations you sure seem to know a lot.”

“Oh I do.” In a swift second he was on his feet, knife taken off the table and plunged directly into Talia’s heart. The glass in her hand fell, Jin catching it before it hit the floor underneath her feet, him sitting back down. Talia took a breath in as she blinked a few times, staring down at her chest. Exhaling she pulled out the knife, digging it in Jin’s leg a second later, him speaking through gritted teeth “You are the only one I can trust to understand that if I now lose what I love, there is no going back. I will kill everyone who led to me to that moment, including you and Akira, despite you being like him now.”

Taking the dagger out, her healing power poured onto him, healing the wound in a matter of seconds “I do hope you aren’t a germophobe because you’ll still be cutting your meal with that knife. But I am still myself Jin. This is nothing more than him ensuring nothing can actually kill me, at least in moments when I do show myself to the world.”

“Who would have thought?” he smiled, picking up the glass to take a sip.

“Jin, you’re stalling.”

“I am and at the same time it is only to spear you any pain.”

Her brows furrowed, him urging her to sit back down “Jin what are you on about?”

“Think Talia. What was the moment when you felt as if your heart was ripped from your chest? As if nothing could ever fix anything that followed. Something that still hurts even to this day.”

Her face dropped for a moment before realization came to her, mouth opening “You, oh my. Boy or a girl?”

“I have son.” He stated proudly “Talia in all seriousness, what you went…”

“It was out of my control. You need to remember that, for yourself as well. Is he like you?”

“Half breed…at best.” There was a light that lingered in his eyes for a second before she witnessed it die out completely at the thought of losing him son.

“I will not give you the ritual, no matter what you do to me. He is a kid Jin and that’s not something you can…”

Lifting his hand up, he shook his head “You misunderstand. Even as a demon, we are mortal. See” he pointed to his hair “white hairs. Lines on my face. I do not wish for him to go through what you Akira suffer. It would mean condemning him and while a few centuries are long, eternity is torture in itself. Nothing good comes of it, even if you are not alone. No, I wish for you to guide him.”

“Guide him? Then why seven years?”

Leaning in slightly, he smiled once more “I heard Hogwarts is in dire need of a new headmaster, or better yet a new headmistress. So tell me Talia, will you do me the favor of helping me raise my son and ensuring no harm will come to him?”

“Hogwarts? Aren’t you a sentimental creature.”

“No more than you my friend.”

#hp12mom #jin watanabe #talia crane #Akira crane #hphm future #future era

[akikocho]

I'm going to share Malachi and Andre's adopted children (they're also my HPMA OCs along with Arthur Benjamin Weasley)

𝐌𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐄𝐠𝐰𝐮-𝐀𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐧

𝐋𝐢𝐥𝐚 𝐄𝐠𝐰𝐮-𝐀𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲

• Born on the year 1997

• A pureblood witch who's parents abandoned her when she was a baby.

• Lila was born a Metamorphmagus.

• Got adopted by Malachi and Andre in the year 2000 (weeks after Charlie and Maya got married) along with her best friend Milena.

• Her hair color was once boue but changed to purple because it's Andre's favorite color.

• Lila got sorted into Ravenclaw and became the Ravenclaw's skilled seeker on her 4th year.

• She and Andre are big fans of Pride of Portree.

• She got influenced by Andre's fashionista persona.

• The scar of her left eye was caused from her got hit hardly by a tree branch during her camping trip with her fathers.

𝐌𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐄𝐠𝐰𝐮-𝐀𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲

• Born on the same year as Lila, 1997

• She's a half-blood.

• Became an orphan months after her birth. As Milena's parents died during the 2nd wizarding war.

• Met Lila at the age of 5 and became best friends.

• Got adopted along with Lila. As Lila won't follow her adopted parents without Milena by her side.

• Shares the love of creatures with her father Malachi.

• Got sorted into Slytherin and became a perfect and head girl during her time.

• She's very close with her cousin Arthur due to their interest in creatures.

• Milena wears glasses as a fashion accessory.

Picrew link here

#hpma ocs #hphm character's children #lila egwu-avery #milena egwu-avery #both malachi and andre adopted two best friends #future au children

[mystery90sblog]

#hogwarts mystery spoilers #hphm #post hogwarts #future #news

[ramblings-of-a-mad-cat]

Well apparently there’s gonna be another romance quest once you reach level 10 so maybe we’ll get to meet our LI’s family members then, unless they really have scrapped that idea

Oh, now that would be neat. Going through all of them...Penny's parents, yeah that can be done. They've probably heard all about MC. Same goes for Badeea's parents, it's manageable, and she's said some interesting stuff about them in the past. Chiara's parents...I kind of take a bit of an issue with some of their past decisions but I'm sure they're lovely people if their daughter is anything to go by. Jae's family, I can't quite remember, but I think he mentioned both parents in the Portrait Panic TLSQ? Talbott is obviously an orphan, but they could substitute in some scene where we visit his parents' graves, or just introduce a guardian character. Barnaby...mmnn, I still say Cecil is the best option. Even if players already known him, they've never known him in the context of being his nephew's significant other, right? All I know is that I don't want to see his parents. Screw that. As for Merula...it could work. Azkaban is quite literally on the map now. It's not impossible. And, dating reward or not, I just. I want to meet her parents. Badly.

Anyway, something tells me that they're not going to do this, at least not for this upcoming quest content. I just get the feeling that they have other plans. But there's no reason that they couldn't still include it down the line. Jam City, you guys listening? Got your Extendible Ears active? Because this would definitely make a lot of fans happy. Or at least this one.

#Harry Potter: Hogwarts Mystery #Jam City #HPHM Datamines #For the future quest mention

[night-rhea]

A concept art thingy?? Maaybe?

Before focusing on after hphm times (which made me think if i focus on Night's adulthood that makes them basically a Hp oc not Hphm oc) i wanted to figure out how Cyrus was in Hogwarts.

So here our Cyrus Solis in Hogwarts concept!

Hufflepuff

Seer

Bill's classmate

Pansexual

Trans man he/him

Clumsy

Can't digest anything sweet

Favorite storyteller of first year hufflepuffs

Least favorite student of Snape

Biggest heartbreak of Hufflepuff Quidditch Team because he refuses to join them

Survivor of Solis family

Pureblood

Loner

Quiet

Dreamer

Self-lover

#Wuhuu its here because i draw his adult version #Finally he has a face dncmmcmcmv #Lemme tell ya his future is innnterestinggggg #hphm #hogwarts mystery #cyrus solis #hphm mc #harry potter hogwarts mystery #harry potter hogwarts game #harry potter