#mini hp

[jamespotterbbg]

may 8 - not a date - @wolfstarmicrofic - 487 words

“What happened to you?” Regulus’s voice was amused as he dropped his bag on the library table and eyed Remus.

The older boy was in a very still position and dragging his quill across the page of notes in repeated fashion without accomplishing anything truly productive.

Remus startled out of his writing and looked up at Regulus who sat next to him, “Your brother… he…” Remus didn’t say anymore, his voice soft and a touch out of sorts.

Regulus groaned, “He did… what?” he asked, rolling his eyes at the thought of his older brother.

Remus bit his lip and furrowed his eyebrows, “He wants to go to Hogsmeade.”

“So?” Regulus prompted, raising an eyebrow, “He always wants to go to Hogsmeade.”

Remus shook his head, “He wants to go just him and me,” he clarified, tapping his fingers on the underside of the table.

Regulus looked at Remus incredulously and soon began to laugh. Remus’s eyes widened and he clamped a hand over Regulus’s mouth, “Stop it!” he hissed.

Regulus sputtered out laughter, “Sorry, sorry. Look, Rem, it’s probably not even a date, he has no idea how you feel,” he assured the nervous boy.

Remus nodded in tentative agreement, “Right. You’re right. It’s not a date, he doesn’t know anything,” he spoke, voice growing more firm with his words.

Regulus shook his head in silent laughter and took out his books. Remus glared at him.

Not a date, Remus told himself as he and Sirius waved their friends goodbye and left the common room on their own.

Not a date, Remus assured himself as he and Sirius began to make their descent down to Hogsmeade from the castle. Sirius wore Remus’s scarf, where had he gotten that?

Not a date, Remus repeated in his head as Sirius dragged him by the wrist all around Hogsmeade. He cherished the way Sirius’s soft hand gripped his wrist, fingers just barely able to reach all around.

Not a date, Remus knew even as Sirius didn’t flirt with the barmaid at Hogshead.

Not a date, as Sirius insisted on paying for his butterbeer. Remus liked to look down at Sirius, his face was pouty from the higher angle. Sirius complained that Remus was much too tall, it wasn’t fair.

Not a date, Remus recalled in the back of his head, as he watched Sirius, the boy’s silky hair frosted with snow. Remus brushed a snowflake off of Sirius’s cheek.

Not a date, Remus forgot as Sirius took his hand and dragged him into the alley between Honeydukes and the bar. 

Definitely a date, as Sirius kissed him, lips to lips. Remus smiled into him, all of his nerves dissipated.

Very much a date, Sirius’s hand raking and finding purchase in Remus’s hair. Remus’s hands wrapped around Sirius’s waist and pulled him in close.

“Not a date, my ass,” Remus hissed at Regulus when he saw him the following morning.

#wolfstar microfic #keep it mini club #microfiction #mini fanfic #wolfstar #sirius black #marauders #marauders era #remus x sirius #remus lupin #remus loves sirius #the marauders #marauders fandom #the marauders era #regulus black #platonic moonwater #sirius being sirius #sirius x lupin #sirius black x remus lupin #hp marauders #wolfstar fanfiction #wolfstar fic #wolfstar fluff #wolfstar fanfic rec #not a date

[fruitiermetrostation]

HP Mini 110

#art #computer #design #floral metro #frutiger aero #frutiger metro #gif #graphic design #graphics #hp #hp mini 110 #illustration #laptop #photography #pink #tech #technology #vectorbloom

[elevennnnnn]

Bellatrix and Hermione's same age au.

#bellamione #bellatrix lestrange #bellatrix x hermione #hermione x bellatrix #bellatrix black #femslash #hermione granger #hp #hp fanart #wlw #lesbian #wlw fanart #wlw post #wlw love #lesbian fanart #mini comic

[midorilied]

The Green Lipstick Duo 💋💚

#jjba #jojos bizarre adventure #dio brando #jolyne cujoh #stardust crusaders #stone ocean #jojo #Midori's art #watercolor #after this I started using HP paper for these mini prints because man CP is way too rough for me :C

[minichrismd]

Shattered (Part 2) - Theo Nott

Words | 635 Warnings | Angst | Death (Not reader or Theo) Pairings | Theo Nott x Reader Inspo | slytherinboy..povs on TikTok Link to PART 1

Three months earlier…

Tears slid down your cheeks as you reread the letter grasped in your hands. The secret you’d kept for over a year had crumbled. You rubbed your thumb over your mothers handwriting, imagining the tears she had shed while writing it.

My dearest (Y/N),

Please do not be alarmed.

Your father and I have gone into hiding, it seems that the Dark Lord has discovered our true allegiances. For our safety, only write if absolutely necessary.

You will be safe at Hogwarts.

Love always,

Mother x

It felt like your heart was beating out of your chest, you gasped for breath as you sobbed at the meaning of the letter. This could be your parents last goodbye.

You grasped the letter tightly, unwilling to let it go. You couldn’t, not yet. It was too soon.

The letter had arrived during breakfast as you sat with your Slytherin housemates, you recognised the wax seal on it immediately as that of your mother.

You couldn’t help the smile that spread across your face as you examined the letter. It wasn’t often that your parents sent you letters, preferring to let you live your own life and keep their contact infrequent.

“Who’s that from amore mio?” Theo spoke softly, leaning in to press a small kiss to your temple.

“My mother.” You replied simply, unable to stop smiling as you opened the crisp parchment. You quickly read the words on the page, your smile dropping slowly into a frown. Theo glanced at you as your emotions changed, a look of concern crossing his face.

“This can’t be real.” You whispered, your eyes welling with tears as you quickly stood up from the table.

“What is it?” Theo tried to ask, you didn’t hear him, your heart beating erratically as you read the letter again, looking for any sign of forgery or malicious intent. You sucked in a breath, trying to control the tears that threatened to spill.

Your legs moved on their own as your mind whirled with thousands of thoughts per minute.

‘When did they send this? Are they really in hiding? Are they still alive?’

The letter was clutched tightly in your hand as you arrived back at the Slytherin common room.

Later that evening, you found yourself sat in front of the fireplace, watching the flames dance and flicker. Your tears had long stopped flowing, replaced by fear and guilt that you were safe but your parents weren’t.

You felt a hand rest gently on your shoulder, the soft voice of Theo whispering in your ear.

“What is it amore mio?” He whispered, wrapping his arms around you. You leant back into his arms as your face scrunched up, on the verge of tears again from the comfort you felt from him.

“It’s my parents.” You whispered, pulling the letter from your pocket.

“What’s happened?”

You silently passed him the letter, waiting with bated breath for him to read it.

“Oh bella.” He mumbled as he reached the end of the letter, hugging you tighter in his arms. The barriers that you’d built to quell your tears broke, allowing them to flow freely down your cheeks once again.

“I don’t know what to do.” You sobbed, turning in his grasp so you could wrap your arms around him. "Promise me Theo, promise that you'll never betray me."

"I promise."

Theo held you tighter, unable to find words to comfort you. Nothing would help, so he held you until your sobs quietened and your breathing evened out. When he glanced down at you, he saw that you’d fallen asleep on him. He smiled sympathetically at your sleeping form, not wanting to move in case he woke you. Sighing softly to himself, he grasped the letter again, reading through it once more, his eyes flickering to the top right of the parchment.

A muggle address.

Link to PART 3

#theodore nott oneshot #theo nott one shot #theo nott x reader #theodore nott x reader #harry potter fanfiction #hp fanfic #fanfiction #fanfic #theo nott angst #angst fic #mini series #slytherin #slytherin boys x you #slytherin boys x reader #slytherin imagine #slytherin boys

[it-point]

#hp #quality #japanese idol #introvert #mini skirts #ex girlfriend #national coming out day #martin garrix #song joong ki #jude law #seungkwan #gwen stacy

[jamespotterbbg]

may 9 - captivate - @jegulus-microfic - 175 words

Regulus watched James often. He found the other boy truly beautiful. He knew that most of Hogwarts was captivated by James Potter, and he never was one to fall in line.

And yet, here he was, watching James from afar. James was with his friends, laughing. Regulus ignored his brother and zeroed in on the way James’s cheeks flushed just a touch red at the tops and how he laughed with all his heart. He looked so free.

Regulus wished he could make James laugh in such a way. However, Regulus could not, for he was much too far away. He would never have a chance with the bright, loud, sunshine boy.

Regulus shook his head tiredly, snapping himself out of it. He looked back up to James Potter and found the hazel eyes were already on him.

The older boy smiled at him, looking directly into his eyes, before turning back to his friends. Regulus knew his cheeks were decked in red and he looked down at his hands. He smiled softly to himself.

#jegulus microfic #jegulus fanfiction #jegulus #regulus black #james x regulus #starchaser #marauders #the marauders #james potter #sirius black #marauders era #marauders fandom #the marauders era #hp marauders #dead gay wizards #dead gay wizards from the 70s #dead gay witches #dead wizards from the 70s #jegulus fic #remus lupin #microfiction #microficmay2024 #mini fanfic #marauders fanfiction #fanfiction #fanfic #ao3 writer #fanfic writing #jegulus fandom

[that-one-raccoon]

quick magic and mystery comic before the update tomorrow-

+ extra

#magic and mystery #coil #m&m dazai #m&m hermione #m&m draco #m&m ron #hell's hounds #bsd au #bsd x hp #fanfic au #mini comic #my art #that-one-raccoon’s art

[arrozconlecheeee]

I redrew some doodles from earlier this year on my priv twitter(о´∀`о)

Song: Supermassive black hole - Muse

#I remember when I first drew these a couple months ago it was between SMB by muse or Toxic by Britney Spears #hpma #harry potter magic awakened #hp magic awakened #hpma mc #hpma oc #harry potter #I wish I could show you guys the little mini fic my friend wrote a while ago bc that’s what I was referencing here #Christian just really likes dueling #he’s a little unhinged:) #Christian and Riley have dueling #Daniel and Riley have dance club #hehe #Riley has his tie around his wand is like Wii remote strap logic that’s how I best explain it #my art tag

[sk1fanfiction]

on dursley revisionism

Random people with wrong opinions: "Harry wasn't abused by the Dursleys" (bonus points for 'just neglected', which is a type of child abuse btw or 'that's all fanon')

Things that the Dursleys canonically did that are abuse just off the top of my head:

Swung a frying pan at his head (at the age of 12)

Grabbed him by the neck and basically tried to strangle him (even light pressure to the neck can cause internal damage)

Starved him

Verbally abused him

Locked him alone in a small cramped space as punishment (which can cause permanent psychological damage btw, and that's in adults. It is literally a type of torture.)

Made him sleep in that same small cramped unhealthy space when they had an extra bedroom

Encouraged their son to bully him and beat him up

Left him to be possibly attacked by a vicious dog

Bonus: Hid the evidence of his existence to outsiders and didn't speak about him to others (a typical thing for abusers to do)

And more. That boy is unrealistically well-adjusted.

I know the shitty guardian trope is so common in British children's lit (think Roald Dahl) that it became normalized, but it's not. It's abuse. I am worried for the children in your lives tbh.

#harry james potter #hp metas #this is so prevalent and weird #i sometimes forget how unhinged the dursleys are myself but it's so weird to imply this is not abuse. like #i saw someone say they were not 'cruel' #also a lot of people will literally deny canon and insist that he wasn't physically abused. he was #i think it's because it's treated in such a casual manner #yes the books are narrated in a way that normalizes it but it's through harry's pov of course he (sadly) thinks that's normal #vernon and petunia didn't deserve that mini redemption arc #they would do it all over again to another kid #neither of them have any redeeming qualities whatsoever #anti dursleys #i could say more about how good people in hp canon are portrayed not to have any lasting effects of trauma #whereas only villains have mental illnesses #but that's a whole other rant #tw: abuse

[ladiesofhpfest]

Forgetting by @starlingflight

Our first fic for our celebration of Ginny Weasley is an insight into Ginny's thoughts following Harry's forgetful blunder in OOTP.

#ladies of hp fest monthly minis #ladies of hp fest #ladies of hp #ginny weasley #harry potter #bill weasley

[serenlines]

Prongsfoot, Muggle AU minicomic.

Mini comic for Prongsfoot Bingo! This is my first entry for my board, took me a while! I am not happy with how the drawing turned out but still super proud of myself for finishing my first mini comic! now I need to find a style that works better for me when it comes to drawing comics. Eventually I will find it and nothing will stop me!

hehehe

#sirius black #james potter #bambibelle #fanart #digital illustration #my art #sirius x james #harry potter #hp marauders #Prongsfoot #mini comic #Prongsfoot Bingo #Seren.Lines #Serenlines

[eonian-nightmare]

Why I think the character Kayne from the Malevolent podcast is Nyarlathotep.

Okay, so obviously Malevolent follows lovecrafitan logic. So let's look into that Lore.

*Spoiler warning up to episode 31*

Malevolent is heavily inspired Lovecraftian lore. With a heavy focus on The King in Yellow, as well as minor influences from The Black Stone, The Dream Cycle and others, the supernatural of the world generally has roots in HP. Lovecraft's universe. So, when it comes to unknown characters such as Kayne, listeners can't help but dissect the entity in hopes of figuring out motives as well as possible plot progressions. Following this mindset, one can only hope but wonder what it might mean to draw comparisons to Nyarlathotep. Nyarlathotep (aka the Crawling Chaos) is one of the primary antagonist in the Lovecraftian universe. He doesn't really have a reason for his "villianry", apart from having an amoral perspective, a sadistic personality, and a desire to manipulate those around him, he generally just follows the will of his father, the blind god, Azathoth. However, in his spare time he is often seen manipulating and deceiving humans for personal pleasure, often choosing to toy with them or drive them insane. Although Kayne seems to fit this bill, being the epitome of toying with people and unhinged insanity let's talk specifics parallels.

Seven Million Voices & Two Heads

In episode twenty, in a joking maner, Kayne hands Arthur (the protagonist) a coin, and states the following: "Look, I often wish I had two voices in my head Instead of, like, seven million? But when all is said and done, you can always flip a coin. Two heads and all that." At first, this sentence may seem like just another deliriously random thought spewing from Kayne's mouth but upon further investigation, we can assume that this quote is some foreshadowing into future plot points or a Nyarlathotep reveal. It is important to note in art and imagery it is not uncommon for Nyarlathotep to be depicted with two heads. This displays interesting connotations because it implies that Kayne was acknowledging that his human form is not his true form, and instead a disguise which like Nyarlathotep he often wears. This is important knowledge as Nyarlathotep is the only "other god" (powerful lovecraftian beings) that can wear a human mask. Furthermore, Nyarlathotep is also able to create avatars/minions to follow him and he communicates with them telepathically. This would likely feed into Kayne's numerous voices in his head.

Travelling the Planes

Unlike most gods, both Kayne and Nyarlathotep alike are easily able to travel through dimensions/worlds/planes. Nyarlathotep often is depicted as being able to exist "beyond the archetypal infinity", existing across every and any plane at all times. Kayne follows this pattern as we see him both The King in Yellow's city, found within the dreamlands in episode twenty, and in the mines on earth in episode twenty-eight, despite it causing other gods like The King in Yellow to break apart and split.

Biblical Imagery

Its important to note that althought unintended, Nyarlathotep is often seen as a the twisted version of Jesus Christ, or even depicted as the devil. This is because as Sigmund Freud states, interpretation of the text belongs to the reader, and offers a psychoanalytical insight into ourselves by what we understand from it. So, existing in a predominantly Christian dominated world, it makes sense that critics and fans alike have made the comparisons.

Nyarlathotep is the son of the blind God; Azathoth, sent to be his messenger and do his bidding on Earth, similarly to how Jesus was sent to earth to do the biding of his father. It's quite easy to bounce the idea of Jesus and Nyarlathotep off one another, with Nyarlathotep being to destruction as Jesus is to being a saviour. Looking at Kayne, the same can be applied, we can acknowledge the destructive nature of his being but also compare the significance of his appearance. Walking around with bare feet and hands, drenched in blood that would not stop, could easily be seen as a direct parallel to Jesus' own injuries post crusifiction. Plus there's the fact that in response to John's "Jesus Fucking Christ" swear, Kayne responded with "Present and accounted for!", something that could have been just a delusional quip but in light of everything else seems suspicious.

But what about the devil? Surely a character of evil nature should be attributed to him and well yes, while Nyarlathotep is also depicted as the devil, its interesting to instead see Lucifer and Jesus as two sides of the same coin, or as Kayne earlier said; "two heads". I could dwell on philosophy, discussing the significance between cultural understanding and the tradgey in Lucifers tale, which depicts him more as a victim that a villian, but that tangent would take me far to much of track so instead I skip to the parallel with the devil. In the bible, Earth was called lucifer's domain. He had primary influence, and as such the heavans took drastic measures to ensure there were ways to combat it. They realised fighting on his turf was to strong, so god sent his only son to create a gateway out of his domain without the cost. This had to happen because Lucifer walked amongst the humans when others could not, he would whisper into their minds, corrupting them to sin and puppeteering them into madness. When it comes to lovecraftian lore, Nyarlathotep essentially did the same. He was known to have the most powerful influence over earth compared to all the other gods, he whispered into their minds and constantly drove humans insane. This is something that Kayne implicated he had the power to do. Kayne stated that compared to John/ The King in Yellow, He is more powerful, especially using mortal understanding. He was able to exist on earth because it was his domain and considering his relationship with sanity, it hardly seems unjustified to do this comparison.

Also its important to note, Lilith is refferenced as having a close relationship with Kayne and in Lovecraftian Lore. She is Nyarlathotep's daughter.

Faustian Comparisons

Apart from Lovecraft, Malevolent takes inspiration from many other sources such as Robert Frost, William Ernest Henley and most significantly Faustian folklore. With the podcast following a similar premise to the tale (man with a dead wife, drowned child, combats irredeemable guilt by making a deal with a demon), it makes sense that Kayne and Nyarlathotep would hold comparison to the main demonic being; Mephistopheles. All three entities maintain a chaotic, trickster based personality, inspired by their willingness to play and trick humans. Mephistopheles takes this further, using contracts and deals to delude. In the episode Coda, Kayne mirrors this by offering Arthur (Our Faust counterpart) a deal, allowing him to retrieve part of The King in Yellow for himself. As the deal-maker Kayne manipulates Arthur, pressuring him into a deal in which the fine print is hidden just as Mephistopheles does to Faust. So we can only presume Arthur will meet a similar demise at Kayne's hand as Faust met at Mephistopheles.

TLDR: All in all, if Kayne is supposed to Nyarlathotep, who is essentially the antithesis of Jesus Christ. I reckon we have an interesting story ahead of ourselves. Especially considering the Faustian inspiration practically guarantees tragedy

#nyarlathotep #lovecraftian #hp lovecraft #malevolent podcast #kayne malevolent #the king in yellow #religious #religious imagery #lucifer #comparison #mini essay #azathoth #Mephistopheles #harlan guthrie

[snaxarba]

“Must I explicitly mention everything?”

I did a redraw of my little 2019 post. Have been overcoming an art block and not much luck on the writers block so this was fun to do.

pls don’t repost

#harry potter #art #snaxarba #hp #drawing #sketch #illustration #doodle #my art #drarry #draco x harry #draco malfoy #harry potter x draco malfoy #mini comic

[lipzlipzlipz]

Coping

After the second task, Fleur wanted someone to blame, knowing full well who really deserved her ire.

765 words, rated G

Takes place in the same world as my fic Tender Is The Night which you can read here on ao3. I’m not totally sure but I don’t think I’ll be adding this ficlet to ao3 so it’ll just live here for now.

For the Ladies of HP Fest Monthly Mini: 1 Feb 2024 - Fleur Delacour @ladiesofhpfest

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“This is outrageous and an affront. I demand to file a formal complaint against whoever is responsible,” said Fleur upon bursting through the door of Olympe Maxime’s office in the Beauxbatons carriage. It had taken time to make sure Gabrielle was cleaned, fed, and napping in her room, but once she was convinced of her sister’s warmth and safety she’d marched straight towards the office.

From her chair behind her desk, Maxime watched for a few moments as Fleur furiously paced back and forth, then said, “Calm yourself, Fleur. You should’ve known the song wasn’t meant to be taken literally once you realized what was stolen from the champions were actually people. You should’ve known Gabrielle wasn’t in any danger.”

“How? How could I have known that?” Fleur asked, coming to a stop and glaring at the older woman. “People have died in this tournament. No matter what protections they used today, the risks for the hostages – for any of us – have never been zero.”

Was she the only one who knew this? How could anyone think this was acceptable?

“Gabrielle is not old enough to have consented,” argued Fleur. “It’s also clear my parents were not told the full extent of her requested involvement because they certainly would not have given their permission either. And why her, for that matter? The other champions had friends, a couple of Yule Ball companions – Gabrielle is my blood! The only one brought in from outside the school.”

It wasn’t fair. Granted, the other champions had undoubtedly been unnerved at the thought of their friends under threat, each of them having to cope with that turmoil as they braved the task. But what was taken from her had been her family. If her dalliance with Hermione Granger were known and she’d been selected instead, Fleur was certain she would’ve been less rattled by it. While the girl’s participation as Krum’s hostage still filled the young Veela with an odd mix of fear, concern, and jealousy, Hermione was fifteen and a capable witch, and Fleur would’ve been on more equal footing with the other champions in her search for her.

Now that she thought about it, another thing the hostages had in common was that neither of them was of age. It was absolutely barbaric that the age limit put on champions had not been a limit for their hostages as well. And Gabrielle wasn’t even in school yet. Her little sister… immobilized and tied down under that horrible lake. The thought sent a frightening chill down her spine.

“Whose idea was it to choose her? Was it yours?”

“Of course not,” replied Maxime in a placating tone. “The organizers and headmasters consulted together. I suggested your friends Odette and Paolo, even the boy you took to the Yule Ball since it was apparent that’s where they were leaning for Krum and Diggory. It was Mr. Crouch who’d sent a message through his subordinate to suggest your sister… hm… in hindsight, the note was curiously adamant about it.”

Her eyes narrowed. Fleur didn’t like Crouch. It hadn’t bothered her that he’d skipped the Yule Ball and the second task. But now she wanted him here so she could give him a piece of her mind.

“But regardless of Mr. Crouch’s motives,” continued Maxime pointedly, “you as a fully-grown witch and champion of Beauxbatons were expected to maintain your composure no matter who was chosen. You faced the same obstacles in the lake as the others.”

Fleur frowned and clenched her fists. Unsaid, yet loud and clear, were the criticisms at her performance against the grindylows, creatures a fourteen-year-old boy had bested, and she felt those criticisms as if they were lashings across her back.

Not wanting to let Maxime see how she’d been cut, she stormed out of the office. Only when she reached her bedroom did her face fall and her shoulders sag. Fleur opened the door and silently entered her room, collapsing onto a chair facing her still-sleeping sister.

The innocent girl who idolized her would never cast blame. Neither would Hermione. And later, Fleur would seek out the brunette and take comfort in her arms, but right now she wanted to wallow in the painful truth of her shortcomings.

The issues of fairness in the tournament didn’t matter. What mattered was her.

Her wits and skills. Her ability to overcome her emotions and accomplish her task.

Which she hadn’t.

In the end, when challenged with the belief that someone she loved was in danger… Fleur Delacour had failed.

And she would never forgive herself for it.

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Note: I didn’t originally plan to contribute to this fest but then yesterday I had an idea of how this conversation between Fleur and Maxime could’ve gone, taking inspiration from Tender and how I kept her canon tournament performance, and I typed this up.

Thanks for reading!

#pretend Fleur and Maxime are conversing in French #fleurmione #but more like background fleurmione #fleur delacour #ladies of hp fest monthly minis #tender is the night

[nena-96]

@ladiesofhpfest

For this Monthly Mini…. I present you my humble offering of a:

Ginny Weasley Moodboard!

Ginny had a wild night with the women of the HolyHead Harpies Quidditch team, and got some ink on her. Simply because she gots “enough nerve” to do whatever the hell she pleases to do.

It’s her body, her rules!

Also a message from Ginny to the Daily Prophet:

“Shove it up your ars-

😳

……. Uhm, Ginny is….uhm, has some very personal views towards the reporters…..

Also, Molly…..looks like you’ll get some grey hairs courtesy of your daughter 😘

#ladies of hp #ladies of hp fest monthly minis #Ginny Weasley #ginevra weasley #my body my rules