#pre hbp

[oflights]

i'm editing parts of star splitter that deal with narcissa and harry in the forest and taking the logic apart as per usual. like what was her plan if harry was like "idk" or "nope he's dead" ??? would she have followup questions? "did you kill him or did we?" was she ready to throw in with voldemort again if draco died in battle? why would she assume harry would know, too, like he didn't have better things to do than look after draco??

i guess the point was that it all would've been game over for narcissa anyway if draco was dead, that there would be no point in helping harry/the magical world against voldemort if she had no one to fight for. and it is silly to deconstruct moments like that with "well what if x had never happened, very convenient that plot points follow each other" asjlksdkjjsl

but i'm also dying imagining harry just like, lying lmao. "yeah he's fine" when he is not fine, he is having a very bad day indeed

#i'll always think the weakest part of DH (and there were a lot i really was over this series by the time it came out tbh) was the malfoy arc #like this was pre-fanfic for me i did not have the bias i do now lol i didn't really care about draco #but it was like she spent a whole book diminishing his importance and downplaying work she'd done in HBP only to pivot at the last minute #and pull out a lot of convenient storytelling #as usual it's not that deep just bad writing #hp meta #??? i'm just being a shitposting canon hater do not take me seriously

[asnarkyandironicusername]

Day 06 of @remadoramicrofics - Sticky

Tonks squirmed on the bar stool. She and Remus had been posted at this muggle bar for the last three nights. She had managed to wear a different face every night, but she suspected the barman was starting to notice Remus. Tonight, she sat in the corner facing the rest of the tavern while he sat with his back to it, in hopes of curbing their recognition.

She slid her beer bottle in circles over the sticky table. “Why do you think they’re meeting here?” she asked.

Remus shrugged. “Perhaps they think they’re less likely to be recognized?”

“Yeah, but they have to do everything the muggle way – no apparating back home, no summoning their coats. They can’t even –”

“There’s nothing wrong with the muggle way, Nymphadora.”

“Do not call me that,” she said reflexively. “I’m not saying there’s something wrong with it, but come on, not even you could convince me that you prefer the muggle way.”

Remus shrugged. “For some things.”

Tonks started to laugh, but she noticed one of the men watching them had turned to his buddy and now they both were staring at them. “I think we should go.”

“What?” 

“We’ve been made,” she said as she grabbed her cloak.

Remus calmly stood and threw some muggle bills on the table. “You’re certain?”

“Fairly.”

He merely nodded as he helped her into her coat. She slipped her arm through his as they headed out the door. Wet snowflakes had just started to fall and Tonks couldn’t stop herself from watching the way they settled in Remus’s hair and eyelashes.

“Don’t look back,” he whispered.

“I’m not,” she said in confusion.

He looked at her and caught her eye. “Oh, I thought, uh – you were…It doesn’t matter.”

Tonks felt her chest heat up – and not just from breathing in the chilled air – she rarely managed to throw him off. Usually, he had her stumbling over her words. She was so preoccupied with him, that she stumbled on one of the uneven cobblestones. He caught her, as he often did and helped right her.

That’s when she first heard the footsteps sloshing through the slush. Remus tried picking up the pace, but they kept time with them. “Oi, half-breed, stop!” one of them called.

Remus continued on, practically pulling Tonks alongside him. “We should have sent someone else with you,” he whispered.

“No, you made the most sense. We make a run in three…two…” 

Suddenly, Tonks was jerked into an alley and rapidly spun around. By the time her feet hit solid, though softer, ground, her head was still spinning. “Sorry,” Remus said as he braced her with both hands on her arms.

“For?”

“Not warning you – there wasn't really time, but apperating without knowing can –”

“Where the bloody hell are we, Remus?”

“In Yorkshire…at my cottage.”

Tonks whipped around to look at him. “You don’t live at Grimmauld Place?”

“Not really, no; now that Sirius is out, I spend more time at Grimmauld Place, but... I live here – have for years.”

“Are you going to invite me in?” Tonks asked, pointedly looking at the plumes of smoke their breath made.

“Oh, um, yes, but you should know,” he said as pressed his wand to the door, “there’s no Floo connection and I do just about everything the muggle way. Including making tea, if you fancy a cup.”

“If you’re offering. We can draft up the report from here,” Tonks said as he led her into the quaint cottage. As he bustled about the kitchen that housed as much cookware as it did books and parchment, she decided that, if it meant she got to spend time with Remus, the muggle way wasn’t too bad.

#remadora microfics #If I titled these fics this one would be called sticky situations #remus lupin fanfiction #nymphadora tonks fanfic #remus x nymphadora #remus x tonks #nymphadora tonks #remus lupin #set during OOTP/HBP #pre relationship

[harryissuchalittleshit]

a perfectly good heart

My second entry to the @cruelsummer-ficfest! Featuring the song "A Perfectly Good Heart" from Taylor's debut album, and a pre-break up Hinny.

Summary: Ginny isn't stupid. She can see the end to her and Harry's relationship...but she can't make herself break up with him, even if she knows it'll save her heart the initial pain. She loves him so much, and she just wants to hold onto this time of them together, but she knows it's going to end sooner than she wants it too. He has a perfectly good heart, but hers is the one that ends up scarred.

A pre-break up fic where Ginny knows what's going to happen.

Read here on Ao3!

#cruel summer fic fest #hinny #harry potter #ginny weasley #my fics #head canons #taylor swift inspired #pre-break up #hbp compliant

[snamioneasks]

Hi! I am looking everywhere for a story called "Restricted Section" and I saw that you previously had linked someone to it. Do you happen to have a copy or know another place to find it? The link is broken and I really want to re read.

The Restricted Section by secret x - M, abandoned, 30 chapters - Hermione has a passionate encounter with Snape in the library, feels guilty and tries to stay away but can't resist him. Snape is dark, snarky, charismatic and so sexy with it! He definately stays in character here! Rated R for detailed sex scenes.

#Location: Library #Plot Device: Cursed #Hermione Granger: Student #Erotica: Dirty Talk #length: multi chapter #rating: mature #Timeline: Year 7 #status: complete #Published: Pre HBP

[greenerteacups]

hiii!!! i absolutely love lionheart and i wanted to let you know that you're doing amazing -- sincerly the writing is so good, it's so impressive how immersed you are in the story after reading the first few sentences of the fic. really.

also, i'm just excited for how you'll write book 6, because everything changes!!! i think this book is the most difficult to rewrite, especially from a draco pov for obvious reasons. plus, i wonder how you'll do with the love triangle, because enter lavender haha, so how will everything turn out?!

you're an amazing writer!!! kiss kiss :)))

Thank you! I'm having a lot of fun doing fic pre-production for Book 6. Draco's POV + cumulative canon divergences killing the OG HBP storyline + [Nefarious Authorial Third Thing] means I get to kick off a whole new face of the story that's not explored before, and I'm stoked for it. It's a total blast. I'm so glad that you're liking it, and this means the world.

#greenteacup asks

[hogwartseighthyear]

lessons in apparition

“your girl” series: part 1 | part 2 | (part 3)

(can be read as a standalone)

pairing: neville longbottom x fem!reader word count: 1.9k tags: rated G, house-neutral reader, outsider POV, fluff, pre-relationship, injury mentioned but not in explicit detail, Y/N used summary: neville jumps to your rescue during an apparition lesson gone wrong. note: set in sixth year, it’s less neville’s friends knowing he’s stupidly in love with you and more so neville’s friends knowing you’re both stupidly in love with each other. i skimmed over chapter 18 of HBP for canon compliancy’s sake, and i had a lot of fun writing this one. enjoy and thanks for reading!   request: (anon) “Can I ask for a part 3 of your girl/part 2 of crush where we get more moments of nevilles friends knowing he's in love but in later years? The series is some of the best writing I've seen on Tumblr and you're so talented <3″ [x]   (crossposted here to AO3)

“I’m just saying, Ronald, it wouldn’t kill you to be a little more—”

“Ronald, it wouldn’t kill you to be a little more—”

“Oh, mocking me again? Hilarious, really. That one certainly never gets old.”

“It’s not my fault you’re too bloody uptight to take a joke!”

“And it’s not my fault you’re too empty-headed to come up with anything original!”

Harry sighed as Ron and Hermione descended into yet another petty fight. They’d been at each other’s throats for months now, ever since Lavender had firmly attached herself to Ron’s side (and attached her mouth to his mouth, constantly), and Harry was getting quite tired of it.

It was Saturday morning—the morning of their second Apparition lesson—and despite the fact that the three of them had walked to the Great Hall together, Ron and Hermione had been so busy having a spat that they hadn’t said a single word to Harry the whole way there. So it wasn’t at all surprising that neither of them seemed to notice when Harry stepped away and swiftly headed off in the opposite direction.

He loved Ron and Hermione dearly, of course, but if he had to listen to them fight for a single minute longer he was certain he’d go insane.

The wooden hoops were already spread out on the floor and all the other sixth years chattered amongst themselves as they filtered into the Hall and found their places. Harry was careful not to trip as he weaved through the room, scanning his classmates for a friendly face. He would’ve liked to have taken the chance to eavesdrop on Malfoy again, just like the previous lesson, but he and his Slytherin cronies weren’t present yet.

“Oh, hello, Harry!”

Harry turned to find Neville waving happily at him. You were also there at Neville’s side, as you often were, and you sent Harry a smile. Harry let out a breath of relief and walked over. Perhaps he was only trading one pair of oblivious friends for another, but at least the two of you were actually pleasant to be around.

“Hey, Neville, Y/N. Mind if I stand with you guys?” Harry asked.

“‘Course not, you’re always welcome. Are Ron and Hermione still…?” Neville trailed off with a grimace.

“Being complete dunderheads?” Harry filled in. “Yes, unfortunately.”

You and Neville peered across the Great Hall over Harry’s shoulder, where said dunderheads were still arguing. Ron’s face was flushed red with anger and Hermione’s hand gestures had become increasingly animated. People were starting to cast odd looks their way, and Professor McGonagall was already approaching with a stern expression. Presumably to break up their squabble and take away house points.

“Goodness. They fight like an old married couple,” you commented.

“A miserable old married couple,” Neville said.

Harry thought the comparison was a bit ironic. If any two students at Hogwarts acted like an old married couple, it was you and Neville—but in a more wholesome and heartwarming way. So much so that it was a little sickening at times.

Neville made your tea for you each morning at breakfast, just the way you like it. You straightened his tie and fixed his hair without being asked. You finished each other’s sentences and cry-laughed at inside jokes no one else could ever hope to understand.

Frankly, Harry thought it was almost offensive that you and Neville weren’t dating already, as did everyone else who knew the two of you. But whatever. It wasn’t exactly any of his business. And anyway, these days Harry already had to deal with enough unresolved romantic tension just by being in proximity of Ron and Hermione.

“Do either of you reckon anyone will actually manage to Apparate today?” Harry asked conversationally as the Heads of Houses gathered at the front of the Great Hall and began calling for everyone to ready up and find a hoop.

“Well it certainly won’t be me. But Padma told me she felt a ‘tugging sensation’ during the last lesson. She seems really determined,” you offered. “What about you, Harry? Nev said you’ve done it once before. Maybe you’ll pick it up quicker since you already know what it’s like.”

“Only a Side-Along,” Harry clarified. “I’m not keen to do it again, honestly. It felt awful. I’d rather take a broom if I need to go anywhere. Or, y’know, use my legs.”

“That’s understandable,” you said, nodding. “I’m still excited to learn how to Apparate, though. It must be so useful to pop from one place to another just like”—you snapped your fingers—“that.”

“I just hope no one gets Splinched again this time around,” Neville said with a little shudder. “Seeing Susan’s leg like that was—”

“—ghastly,” you finished. “Poor Susan.”

The sixth years in the Hall quieted down as Wilkie Twycross, the Apparition instructor from the Ministry, stepped forward and welcomed everyone to their second lesson. Without anymore preamble, he dove straight into the same lecture he had given a week before. Remember the three D’s! Destination, Determination, Deliberation!

Neville sarcastically mouthed along, making you giggle. In turn, Neville beamed at you like you’d hung all the stars in the sky. And Harry, watching the whole display, didn’t know whether the sugary sweetness of it made him want to smile or throw up. Still, your and Neville’s affection was leagues better than Ron and Hermione’s antagonism. So he really couldn’t complain.

Just like the week prior, the first few Apparition attempts yielded a great deal of staggering and stumbling, but nothing more. Harry still didn’t feel any sort of tugging or tingling. He just felt a bit silly, staring at a wooden hoop and spinning in place time after time to absolutely no avail.

“Merlin!” you huffed after the seventh attempt. “Why do we even have to twirl like this? I swear I’ve seen people Disapparate without twirling.”

Standing between you and Harry, Neville had squeezed his eyes shut and bent forward to rest his hands on his knees, trying to ride out his dizziness. “I dunno. Aesthetic and flare?” he guessed.

You snorted. “Imagine!”

“Determination!” Twycross was reminding everyone from the front of the Hall. “Feel the yearning to occupy the hoop throughout your body, mind, and soul. Let it overcome you.”

Nearby, Seamus had sprawled out on the floor with a defeated expression, and Professor Flitwick was worriedly holding a conjured bin in front of Terry’s face, which had turned a concerning shade of green.

After a short recess, the sixth years collected themselves as best they could and readied up for another go. There was a distinct, mounting tension in the air. This would be the class’s eighth attempt. Nothing had happened yet, but the trend had to break eventually. The question was who would be the first, and how.

Though Harry knew the universe had a penchant for repeatedly placing him in extraordinary situations at the center of everyone’s attention, he really, really hoped it wouldn’t be him. He would be just fine if he never Apparated again in his life, thank you very much.

“Alright, students. Once again, on my count,” Twycross announced. “One… two… THREE!”

There was a loud CRACK, followed by a shriek of pain.

Harry whipped around to see you standing in your hoop, teetering in place, with one of your shoes sitting a short distance away. But it wasn’t just your shoe. It was your shoe with the foot still inside, just past the ankle.

Neville shouted in alarm. There was a second CRACK. And all of the sudden, Neville was also standing in your hoop, wrapping his arms around you to keep you from toppling over.

“PROFESSOR!” he yelled as you held onto him with a death grip, crying into the front of his sweater.

It was unclear which professor Neville was calling out for, but it didn’t seem to matter. Out of the four Heads of Houses in the Great Hall, it was Snape who happened to be the closest, and he quickly strode over in a great billowing mass of black robes. To general astonishment, Neville didn’t flinch or shrink away. He barely even glanced at Snape. All of his care and concern was focused entirely on you.

With a sharp wave of his wand, Professor Snape cast the proper spell, which shot off with a bang and a puff of purple smoke. Once the smoke cleared, Harry saw that your foot had been firmly reattached to your leg, though you still whimpered and clung to Neville.

The rest of the sixth years in the Hall, who had all been watching in silent shock, started to murmur. Harry rushed over to you and Neville.

“Y/N! Are you okay?” he asked.

“I-I think— I think I need to sit down,” you stammered through your tears.

Neville immediately lowered you to the floor, not releasing his hold on you. Harry followed, dropping to his knee as the three of you huddled together. You trembled fiercely.

“Do you need to be escorted to the hospital wing, Miss L/N?” Snape asked, his voice even and unexpressive. You had been one of his more competent Potions students when he was still teaching the subject, which was enough to spare you from his usual nastiness, apparently, despite Neville and Harry’s presence: Snape’s two least favorite students.

You shook your head, sniffling and wiping at your cheeks.

“Are you sure? Even for a Calming Draught?” Neville asked worriedly, patting you down as if checking for any other missing pieces.

“No, no. Just… give me a minute,” you breathed. “I’m okay. I’ll be okay.”

Snape stepped away, allowing you to collect yourself. Neville rubbed his hands up and down the sides of your arms, and Harry placed one of his own hands on your knee, giving it a supportive little pat. He wasn’t too adept at comforting other people, but he tried.

“Sir! I think Longbottom just Apparated!” someone from the crowd finally called out to Twycross, and the murmurs exploded into excited, noisy chatter.

“Longbottom? No way!”

“Are you kidding me?”

“Oh, come on!”

“I saw it! He Apparated!”

“It’s true, Longbottom Apparated!”

Neville frowned and glanced around at all the gawking students. “What? No I didn’t.”

“Yeah you did, mate,” Harry said. Despite the fact that he still felt rather shaken by the whole ordeal, a wide grin had worked its way onto his face. “You didn’t even have to do a spin.”

You laughed wetly in Neville’s arms. “I knew it. The twirls are useless.”

Twycross had wandered over to peer at the lot of you on the floor, his hands clasped behind his back. 

“Ah, yes. An excellent example of sufficient determination at work,” he said. He turned to address the other sixth years. “Your whole entire being must want to move to your desired location, and you must be unwavering in that want. Now, while Apparition may come easier in moments of high emotion, it will do all of you well to remember…”

Harry tuned out the rest of Twycross’s lecture, suppressing an eye roll, and looked back to you and Neville.

Neville had turned quite pink, and the enamored smile you were directing his way certainly didn’t help matters. Harry’s own face heated in embarrassment at the sight, feeling as though he was suddenly intruding on something far too tender for his own eyes. He quickly removed his hand from your knee. You didn’t seem to notice.

“You know you’re amazing, right?” you said to Neville.

“I didn’t really do anything—”

“Don’t,” you said gently, and reeled him in for a hug. Harry heard a muffled thank you against Neville’s shoulder. He took a shaky breath and held you tighter in response.

Harry stood and returned to his hoop, leaving you and Neville behind for a moment of privacy. Yeah, that was enough unresolved romantic tension for him today.

#neville longbottom x reader #neville longbottom x you #neville x reader #neville x you #neville longbottom #neville longbottom fic #my writing #request

[takearisk-xo]

Maybe a weird ask but how much do you think people gossip about Ginny and Harry in hbp, because both of them are so popular around the school?

What do you think they would be saying?

not a weird ask!! i think pre-relationship harry was talked about quite a lot with everything surrounding the chosen one rumors, and let's be honest, you know girls were giggling about him in the loo between classes too. probably much of the same conversation that we have now (lol)... is harry's anti-social behavior intriguing or a turn off? is his bed head hot or cringe? is the fact that he is seen at least twice a year running through the halls covered in blood mysterious or downright frightening?

ginny was probably a hot topic of conversation what with her new relationship with dean and then its subsequent implosion. i do wonder if there was much talk about their break-up or if everyone just knew it was a long time coming... were the other 5th-7th year boys all taking bets on who would be the first person to ask out ginny post-breakup? how many tried and were turned down?

then of course post quidditch cup victory you know the entire school was a buzz in the aftermath of that kiss. i'm sure some people (romilda vane) circulated nasty rumors that harry and ginny had gotten together behind dean's back, while others spied on them in the library and at meal times wondering what on earth harry potter was like in a relationship.

i'm sure everyone found out rather quickly that they were impervious to the chatter. i'm also pretty sure mcgonagall mentioned to professor sprout at breakfast "i don't think i've ever seen potter smile so much." to which sprout replied, "he had such a faraway look in his eye yesterday that the venomous tentacula got him twice."

#hinny headcanons #this was fun <333 #anon #answered

[startanewdream]

Hinny Oneshots (in order!)

* Not necessarily in the same "universe"

HBP

You bask in the sun like a house cat | Perseids | Prefect | Summer Rain | Overanalyze | “Mum thinks I'm dating you" |  “I’m too sober for this” / “You don’t even drink” | Shoelace | Valentine’s Plans  | To make it better | Private practice | Chocolate (in the common room) | Harry's best smile | How did you not realize we’ve been dating for over a year now? | Slug Club Daydream | Wish I'd left it there  | “People are talking about us” | After the kiss | Goodnight kiss | Getting caught in the act | In the dark (of a broom closet) | Pareidolia | Ducks! | Come fly with me | Lil cute kiss on the forehead | Divination | Nightmares | Goodbye kiss

DH

“Zip me up, will you?” | Dance | Into her sleep (Rated M) | Things you said while you were drunk

Post-Hogwarts

Summer after the war: Hold me close | Love | Comfortable kiss | First I love you + I'm so lucky to be able to live this life with you | Summer date | “I thought it was obvious, I’m in love with you” |

Year 8: "I love you. Ain't that the worst thing you ever heard?" |

Pre-engagement: Holyhead Harpies' locker room | Family of two

Engagement/Married life: Golden | You are speaking about my future husband | I did something bad | “Harry and Ginny go on a break, but Harry gets jealous” | You are not wearing any underwear, are you? | Harry is sick | Cuddle | Ginny x Dursleys | Snuffles

Across the years

Brave Enough

Make this go on forever

A new beginning

A tale of four seasons

#my writing #Hinny #All canon fics here #I should write an AU for a change #or a multichapter fic #this is in chronological order #just small things that make me happy #Missing Moments

[thegirlwhowrites642]

Who would win in duel? Harry or Ginny and and who's more powerful?

They are both quite powerful, but in terms of raw power, I think I need to choose Ginny. Even if we ignore the fact that canonically she is more powerful than average because she is the first daughter in many generations and the seventh sibling, there's something about how her magic is presented that really gives you this sensation of unconfinable power, something profoundly instinctive. Slughorn, who knows everybody worth being known, and has made a sport out of recognising promising students for decades, sees her cast one spell and invites her to his highly exclusive club, despite Ginny not having known or rich parents. Her ability to get rid of the diary in CoS, at age eleven, also encourages this idea of naturally imposing strength.

Harry is powerful too, of course, the corporeal patronus at thirteen is proof of that, but overall you never really have the sensation of raw power you get with Ginny. I think Harry is more skilled but Ginny is more powerful, if it makes sense. Just look at their signature spells. Harry's is expelliarmus, it's elegant, efficient, and maybe wise. Ginny's is the Bat-Bogey Hex, it's theatrical, imposing, and a bit ruthless.

As for who is generally better at duelling, I'd say Harry (of course pre-Aurors, otherwise it's a pointless question). Even only because Harry is actually very interested in the subject and does a lot of study for it. The passion for something is a talent in itself, it's what brings you to try and try again. With Harry and Ginny and DADA, it happens a bit the opposite of what happens with Quidditch, they are both very talented players but Ginny is the one with the obsession. The argument they have when Harry arrives late to the match in HBP defines their future careers. Harry's priority is the mystery, and Ginny's is the match.

Now, for who would win in a duel between them though, you need to take into consideration that they are dueling with each other. Like, I wouldn't put it past Harry to get distracted by some reflection of the light on Ginny's hair, so it's a bit difficult to give a verdict.

#harry x ginny #hinny #harry potter #ginny weasley

[the-paper-monkey]

who's cecilia 👀

For the ask game

So, Cecilia is Tom Riddle Sr's lady friend (perhaps fiancée) as seen in HBP. This fic is written from her perspective, where, while doing charity work, she happens upon a young boy in an orphanage who shares her ex-fiancé's name and appearance. This leads her and Tom Sr to become reacquainted, resulting in canon divergence. I have written 10k or so of it, but I'm not sure how much I'll keep as I think a lot of this pre-Merope writing can be boiled down to a couple of scenes. I'm also still working out characterisation for Tom Sr and Cecilia as they're almost OCs with the amount we know about them.

A scene:

“He’s the spitting image of you,” Cecilia marvelled, looking between the solemn little face in the photograph and Tommy reading a book in the very same chair, his feet just as far from the floor.

“Yes,” Tom said. He looked conflicted—a strange mixture of pride and anxiety. “But who’s to say that we’ll look the same when he grows older.”

“I wouldn’t be surprised if he remained identical. The resemblance is uncanny,” Cecilia said, assuming his concern was Tommy taking after his unsightly mother. She nudged his shoulder with her knee and smiled. “The same handsome face as his father.” It came out more flirtatious than she had intended. Without thinking she had spoken to him as she would have when they were at Cambridge together. But they no longer had that intimate relationship.

Before the embarrassment could take hold, Tom was speaking again. He didn’t look appeased by her words; if anything, his expression had grown more troubled. “Perhaps it would suit him better to be plainer.”

Cecilia was surprised that he would say that of a son. She could imagine herself thinking it, if she had a daughter with Tommy’s cherubic, doll-like features. Knowing well the unwanted attention that would come frighteningly early in childhood. Never had she thought that a boy might suffer the same disadvantage, nor had she ever the impression that Tom was displeased with his own features. But Tom would know better than her, she was sure. Besides, she knew nothing of the past half-decade of his life. They were all but strangers to each other.

Tommy shut the book with a loud snap.

“What did you think?” Tom asked, jovial again, poor mood forgotten.

Tommy glared at him and scuttled off to hunt down more books between the narrow aisles of the library. Strange creature, Cecilia thought. She wondered if all children were as odd as Tommy. She’d scarcely spent any time with them since she was one.

He returned a short while later with a stack of nine books including, Cecilia noted, the novel that he’d just finished reading. Much to her surprise, he plopped himself down on the floor beside his father and set them all out.

SHERLOCK HOLMES was embossed in gold on the leather of each book.

“You’ve read all of these,” Tom said, glancing curiously down at the titles.

“I hate them,” Tommy said without preamble. “They’re all cheats.”

“Cheats?” Tom repeated, sounding amused. “How so?”

“You can’t solve the mysteries before Holmes in almost all of them. I’ve checked. They keep too much a secret. That’s cheating.”

It was the most Cecilia had ever heard him talk. That he was entirely ignoring her existence did not escape her notice. Perhaps he spoke more to his father when she wasn’t there? It was only now that she observed his accent—the coarse twist of his vowels, the careful emphasis that he placed on the ‘h’ in Holmes so as to not drop it like other Cockneys. It surprised her. Her impression of Tommy had never been of an image-conscious child but, in this regard, it seemed he was.

“I suppose that’s true,” Tom said. Cecilia knew that he had little interest in fiction. She doubted he’d ever engaged critically with a novel in his life—compulsory English classes exempted. His preferred form of entertainment was the latest edition of Reviews of Modern Physics or, on occasion, visiting the pictures to watch Charlie Chaplin fall down thirty times.

#too many toms.... #asks #ask game #ive decided tom sr gets to be STEM-brain rep

[hinnyfied]

Any Hinny fan fics from OOTP or HBP before they’d dated? A little specific, but it’s my favorite fanfiction to read! It can be your own or recommendations. Thanks, love ur writing

Pre-dating missing moments are so much fun!! Specific? Yes. Excellent? Also yes.

I have a bunch from others that I love and one of my own that fits that description as well. I'll list them below in chronological order:

Chocolate in the Library by @floreatcastellumposts - The iconic OOTP chocolate egg scene through Ginny's POV. What's not to love?

All Right Now by @starlingflight - Summer before Harry's 6th year from Harry's POV. Ginny helps Harry deal with his grief over Sirius.

Helpless by @somesunlitdays - Harry's POV during Christmas in HBP. The pining is so real and so cute.

Tick Tock by me - New Year's Eve at the Burrow in HBP from Ginny's POV. Lots of pining! It actually pairs really nicely with Helpless, which was unintentional, but very fun!

Craic by @floreatcastellumposts - It's not a direct interaction between Harry and Ginny, but it's definitely Hinny-centric! Ginny's POV.

Career Advice by @starlingflight - Harry and Ginny discuss their plans for the future. Takes place shortly before Ginny and Dean break up.

Fallin' All In You by @starlingflight - This is the definitive pre-kiss Hinny fic. It's the week leading up to the match between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw. It's 10 chapters of perfection.

I am sure there are lots more wonderful fics that fit in this genre, so please anyone who knows of more, add them in the comments or a reblog! :)

#lovely anon #fic recs #harry potter fanfic #hp fanfic #harry potter #canon compliant

[artemisia-black]

Monthly fic recs

So I've decided to do a monthly roundup of the fics I've been enjoying as a thank you to the amazing writers who bring me so much joy.

This list is in no order

Restitution by @leogichidaa

Story summary: Every year, on the first of November, Regulus commemorates his brother's imprisonment with a pilgrimage to Azkaban. On the tenth anniversary, he decides that his visit this year will be different.

2. Orchards by @whinlatter

Story summary: The orchard is a wild, thousand-flower, crumpled-gate, fall-down-fence sort of place, where things grow that you’ve never asked for, that you’d never expect. The summer of ’96, the story of something flowery he thought he might have smelled at the Burrow. [Pre-HBP] (Hinny)

3.Beauty and the beast by @metalomagnetic

Story summary: Whenever Voldemort sees beauty, he wants to destroy it. Bellatrix Black endures.

4. The chained lady by @sirtwentyofhousegoodmen

Story summary: April, 1978. After a night of heavy drinking, Cygnus Black stumbles into a flower shop only to find that the person behind the counter is someone from his past. Or, Cygnus Black accidentally bumps into his wayward daughter, and emotions happen.

5. The wood pigeons by @evesaintyves

Story summary:In the last days of the winter holidays, waiting for the first real snow, Remus Lupin and Nymphadora Tonks find a little bit of hope in the gloom of Number 12, Grimmauld Place.

6. Watercolour bloom by @hinnyfied

Story summary: Some people seem to have everything figured out by the time they take the leap from Hogwarts into the real world. Al Potter, plagued with professional and romantic woes, is not one of those people.

7. Lethe by @narcissa-black-supermacy

Story summary: Voldemort won. The Order has fallen. Almost everyone he knows is either dead or missing. James struggles to come to terms with the aftermath of a new world where the Dark Lord has triumphed over the light as he's thrust into the stone cold walls of Number Twelve Grimmauld Place. Can he navigate the cruel realities that's now his life when Regulus Black is put in charge of watching him and Sirius after everything else has fallen apart around them?

8. Collide by @celestemagnoliathewriter

Story Summary: How did Remus Lupin and Nymphadora Tonks come to fall in love? What happened behind the scenes in canon that led to their marriage and little family? This is the story of how a lonely werewolf and feisty Metamorphmagus came to fall in love while fighting against the rise of Voldemort.

#harry potter #harry potter fan fic #artemisa's monthly rec

[phantomato]

44, starting a war…

A timeline of the relevant dates in Voldemort/Tom Riddle’s life pre-canon—

Dec. 31, 1926: born

Sept. 1938: Matriculates for his first year at Hogwarts

June 1943: Kills Myrtle (age 16)

Likely Aug. 1943: Kills family (fight me, ring-first people)

June 1945: Finishes school at Hogwarts, applies for DADA post the first time, is rejected, starts work at B&B

1970: First wizarding war begins (As per Dumbledore in Ch. 1 PS: “We’ve had precious little to celebrate for eleven years.”)

Oct. 31, 1981: AK backfires and he loses his body

Which leaves a big ol’ gap between 1945 and 1970 to fill in, 25 years of his adult life to be accounted for. But, we’re not without clues! In particular, we know:

He worked at B&B, until

he killed Hepzibah Smith and took two of her artifacts, after which

he disappeared from Britain for a decade (Dumbledore in Ch. 20 HBP: “Ten years separate Hokey’s memory and this one, ten years during which we can only guess at what Lord Voldemort was doing”), and then

he came back to interview for the DADA position a second time, under Dumbledore as headmaster.

Which isn’t a full picture, and we need one more fact, which we’ll have to borrow from Lupin: in PoA Ch. 18, Lupin states: “I was a very small boy when I received the bite… But then Dumbledore became Headmaster, and he was sympathetic." Given Lupin’s age, the bite must have happened at some point during the 1960s, and Dumbledore became Headmaster at an unspecified point afterwards. Pottermore/Wizarding World canon sets the age that Lupin was bitten at 5 years old, giving us a range of ~1965 to ~1971 for Voldemort’s second DADA interview.

And so we can begin to fill in those missing 25 years:

Voldemort spent 10 of them abroad, and

at most 5 of them in Britain prior to the start of the first war but after returning from his travels, and

at least 10 of them working at Borgin & Burkes.

Personally, I love a 15-year tenure at B&B for Tom Riddle, because I think it’s fascinating if he spends a huge chunk of his adult life in the working class of Knockturn Alley, building up a great deal of resentment and impotent rage and dissatisfaction with his own life. I think it’s a lot of fun if his first war starts in his middle age, and represents something of a crisis for him: anxiety about whether he can still make the most of his potential, bad decisions like recruiting opposed stakeholder groups (e.g. purebloods and werewolves) from feeling rushed along, and a decade of building paranoia manifesting in the choice to believe and chase down a prophecy.

I also think there’s plenty of wiggle room in here, and a Voldemort in his late thirties starting to recruit for his Death Eaters is perfectly compatible with the canon text. And, of course, it’s always valid to just say fuck it, this is fanfic, I want to write Voldemort at 25 starting his group of supporters. It’s fic; do what makes one happy.

But: I run into this confusion and curiosity a fair bit, given I mostly write Voldemort as starting his first-war effort, including the Death Eaters, in his forties, and that timeline isn’t used by a majority of the fic I’ve read in HP fandom. So it’s interesting to put forward what the textual evidence actually says about his lost years, and consider that there’s a lot of interesting room to work with a Voldemort who doesn’t get his start for at least two decades past when he finishes school, and who might have to create his movement from nothing when he finally starts it. Also, like, starting a war as a midlife crisis is just fun.

#tom riddle #voldemort #harry potter meta

[snamioneasks]

Hi! I know you had previously answered a question about a fanfic called "The restricted section" but the fic is no longer anywhere I can find so this is the only place I can find mentioning this story. Do you know of where I could find this?

The Restricted Section by secret x - M, abandoned, 30 chapters - Hermione has a passionate encounter with Snape in the library, feels guilty and tries to stay away but can't resist him. Snape is dark, snarky, charismatic and so sexy with it! He definately stays in character here! Rated R for detailed sex scenes.

#Location: Library #Plot Device: Cursed #Hermione Granger: Student #Erotica: Dirty Talk #length: multi chapter #rating: mature #Timeline: Year 7 #status: complete #Published: Pre HBP

[ashesandhackles]

@hprecfest Day 4 - Fic with Art

Unfortunately, I don't listen to podfics - so skipping ahead to Day 4.

1. Ginny Weasley and the Chamber of Secrets by @its-nanse

Gen. Teen and up audience. There is a warning for graphic depiction of violence.

Haunting, unsettling, disturbing!! It would be a crime to not start this list with Nanse's graphic novel following Ginny's first year. Their art is so evocative - appropriately colourful or claustrophobic, depending on the scene. The illustration of the moment with roosters or Ginny in the Chamber stuck with me. I still think about it.

Summary:

Chamber of secrets from Ginny's perspective. As a graphic novel.

2. As Moments Do by @thecat-isblogging-blog

Gen. WIP.

As Moments Do is a canon compliant journey of Remus Lupin from OOTP to HBP. The first three chapters focus on set up of the Order, first full moon in Grimmauld and the first mission. Cat's art focuses on a moment with Sirius during the full moon that lives in my head rent free - Sirius imposing his will on Remus during the full moon, Remus lashing out and the way they negotiate back to their dynamic is just... gorgeous and I am forever in awe. Here is the art link.

Summary:

Lupin's POV following Ootp and HBP.

3. Home for Christmas by @thecat-isblogging-blog

Home for Christmas is a pre-canon - a snapshot of teenage Remus, living with simmering tension with his parents, both of whom love Remus deeply but are unable to render it in a way that reaches Remus, beaten down by his status as a werewolf. Cat illustrated a very moment - Remus noticing the statue of Gelert the Hound, the wolf slayer. It is a motif that follows him through the story, and Cat also masterfully ties it with his feelings about Sirius post prank: underlying fear and resentment that he suppresses. Here is the illustration.

Summary:

It’s the Christmas holidays, and like every year, Remus goes home to spend it with his parents. But there’s nothing worse than feeling homesick when you’re already home.

4. I must have done something good by @yletylyf

Sirius x Severus. Explicit.

We all needed a Sirius and Severus finding comfort in each other at their best friend's wedding and Lety, as usual, delivered. @tricksterringmaster illustrated a particular striking moment in this fic - I am going to let their work speak here. Here is the art.

Summary:

James and Lily are getting married. Their best friends aren't as happy about it as they should be. But fed up with pining over their lost loves, Sirius and Severus find something better to do at the wedding.

#ginny weasley #remus lupin #hp fic rec #fic recs #hprecfest #sirius black #severus snape #snirius

[celestemagnoliathewriter]

Ok but Please what’s YOUR Favorite (good) things about Remus lupin?

Oh anon. Get ready for an essay, because my love for Remus Lupin knows no bounds.

He is generous. Ex: he gives Harry & co chocolate right away. Yes, he's poor and shabby, but he shares what little he has. He is constantly sharing himself and his talents with others, even when he has nothing.

He's clever and witty. He was part of the gang making the Marauder's Map, he liked a good prank, and look at how he was with Peeves in PoA - sending him off like it was nothing and Dean thinking it was so cool.

He's got some darkness. I do think this is a good thing, actually, because it often comes out with righteous anger. Remus is a sad man, given the shitty hand he got in life, and that does come out as anger. Think of the time he tried to kill Wormtail - 'goodbye, Peter.' was his last line to Peter before he almost killed him. I mean, c'mon. Polite 100%. Appropriate 100%. Devastating 100%. I love that so much.

He's a good teacher. I think it speaks volumes that Harry & co, the Weasleys, Dean, and so many others are quick to defend him. He had a unique teaching style and the obstacle course at the end of PoA was brilliant. It was clear he loved what he did and he was good at it.

He's a good listener. I like that with Harry, he does often resort to questions like 'is that so?' 'do you really think that?' which is a Socratic method of teaching. I am biased, because this is actually how I teach, by asking questions and seeing what students think, correcting them along the way when they need help. I love that Remus teaches this way, even when he's not formally their professor anymore.

But, what I love MOST about Remus Lupin is how deeply loving he is. He's not perfect at loving and the way he shows love is often backwards and stupid, but he loves SO much. You might say it was ridiculous that he didn't see Harry in canon before PoA, but think about it: he's a werewolf who has nothing. Compared to the Dursleys who live in a nice house, in what world would Remus even think he could be better? It's possible he did check on Harry but maybe got turned away by Petunia. By the time of PoA-HBP, yes, the onus is more on him to try for a relationship with Harry, but with Sirius in the picture for most of it, maybe he didn't want to step on any toes. Yes, he could've done better but he kept a distance, thinking it was best for Harry. That doesn't even scratch the surface of how he was with Tonks.

Remus and his love for Tonks. I have written so much fanfic of these two, so I'll let those words speak for themselves in some ways, but what I love about the way Remus loves Tonks is that it's so profound, so life-changing, and so devastating is that he's willing to walk to his death to keep her from the challenges of loving a werewolf. It's totally true that Remus took away some of her agency here, thinking he knew better, and that's a flaw. But to understand Remus and the way he loves, just look at the way he was with Tonks. In OoTP you can see some gentle teasing. If you see Lupin, most of the time you see Tonks. In HBP, they're both hot messes. In DH, it starts precariously and ends in tragedy, but not without the biggest moment of happiness with Teddy. Every single one of those things was his way of expressing love. Gentle teasing and friendship - he was probably flirting with her without realizing it and she returned it right back (he was clueless or in denial). Leaving her in HBP - the man probably half-starved himself, slept outside, and suffered just so he could give Tonks an out. What kind of person does that? The kind of person who loves so much, so profoundly, that they are willing to endure whatever it takes for the betterment of another. Flawed and stupidly noble, yes. But at the end of the day, the total suffering he endures in HBP is not necessarily for the Order or for the war, but for Tonks, to give her a chance to break free. Even his abandonment of Tonks when she's pregnant is him trying (and failing) to show her and their baby how much he cares. He's so broken that he thinks they're better off without him. He leaves because he's so concerned for their safety and well being that he thinks he's better off on a death adventure tour than with his wife. I mean, look at the way he announces himself when he gets to Grimmauld Place. He includes, as part of his self-identification, that he is Nymphadora's husband, and she likes to be called Tonks. Even when he's left her, he is like THAT'S MY WIFE. Even when he's ready to go on a death tour with Harry & co, he's got Tonks at the forefront of his mind because she is his wife and he loves her. Of course he comes back to her, thanks to Harry setting him straight (again, good listener). And when Teddy is born you see how Remus has been changed and grown - he's so stupidly happy that he's got a family. That they love him. That his son is healthy. That he's gotten everything he ever wanted, a family.

Of all the things to love about Remus Lupin, it's his profound capacity for love and how he shows it. It's not perfect and it's often so stupid and backwards that you want to punch him, but from his POV it's the highest form of love. It's self-sacrifice to the point of being willing to die so that others have a better life.

#remus lupin #pro remus lupin #remus john lupin #hp meta #remus angst #harry potter meta