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morelikeravenbore · 3 months

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In honour of my Aurélie's birthday (26th JANUARY) I commissioned this stunning portrait from ✨ @vienguin ✨ who is both insanely talented and incredibly sweet and did SUCH an amazing job at drawing my girl. Thank you again, I'll treasure this forever! 🥹

My darling Aura, my most favourite creation, how thankful I am that HL brought you to life and that you arrived in a time when I really needed you.

You are guarded but not hard; quiet but not cold; kind and gentle in the face of things that would've hardened many others. Thank you for connecting me to friends all over the world, for defining love and what it truly means, and for allowing me to heal little pieces of my own heart through you.

Our characters are born in our hearts and brought to life through our imaginations, but with enough love and nurturing, they grow beyond us and become as real and impactful as any living, breathing person. No matter where this life takes me, I know that Aurélie will always there - not just for me, but for all the beautiful souls who love her as I do.

#aurelie collins #hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy fandom #hogwarts legacy mc #hogwarts legacy oc #hogwarts legacy fanart #vienguin #ravenclaw oc

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floswife · 1 year

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𝗛𝗔𝗟𝗟𝗪𝗔𝗬 𝗞𝗜𝗦𝗦𝗘𝗦-𝗛𝗝𝗣 𝗫 𝗙𝗲𝗺!𝗢𝗖

Warnings: Fluff, Gaslighting, James possessing Harry

Pairing: Harry James Potter X Ravenclaw!OC

Author’s Note: Idk I just wrote this for me so it’s not really plot heavy, it’s set in fifth year but there’s not any mention of the DA or Umbitch

Summary: Juliette Rosewood, a Muggleborn Ravenclaw witch. She had never thought she’d me destined for much trouble, that was until a certain raven haired Gryffinfor decided to take a liking to her.

It was another day at Hogwarts and Juliette was late to Potions. Again.

But was it really her fault that the damned stairs moved randomly? She braced herself for a scolding, it was fifth year and her O.W.L.S were just around the corner, that and the fact that she wasn’t a Slytherin would surely lead to Snape ripping into her. A sure equation to a sizeable amount of points to be docked from her house.

She entered the classroom with her long dark curls flowing behind her in a frenzy, she frantically looked around the class for a free seat and saw that there was only one left next to Hogwarts’ resident celebrity/troublemaker, Harry Potter.

As Snape’s back was turned she crept to the seat, Harry giving her an amused look.

Snape turned around and his eyes immediately zeroed in on her, “Miss Rosewood, did you arrive just now?”

Juliette shrugged, “I was here this whole time sir. I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Harry stifled a laugh behind his palm.

Snaps narrowed his eyes, “You were late.”

Juliette feigned a look of offence, “That is a vile accusation sir.”

Snape visibly angered, “Alright, what is it that I was just talking about right now?”

“Draught of living death.” Harry murmured to her in a voice so low it was only audible to her from behind his palm.

“Draught of living death, sir.” She said with a sickly sweet smile before giving Harry a thankful look.

The rest of the class watched in amusement as Snape visibly questioned his sanity.

He turned to Harry who gave his best innocent look that almost made Juliette burst out in laughter, “Potter, tell me, was Miss Rosewood here this whole time?”

Harry nodded, “Yes she was sir, you should get Madam Pomfrey to check your memory.”

The whole class stifled a laugh as Snape turned red, “That won’t be needed. Everyone turn to page 177, I want a bottle of the draught of living death made by you and your seat partner on my desk by the end of this lesson or else detentions will be given.”

The whole class groaned and got the ingredients needed for the potion.

Juliette turned to Harry, “Thank you for that, by the way, you didn’t need to do that.”

Harry shrugged, “Anything to pull one over Snape, right?”

Juliette laughed in agreement, “seriously, I owe you one.” Harry smiled at her and the two spent the rest of the lesson laughing and teasing each other, talking about meaningless things and just enjoying each other’s company, surprisingly they even managed to get a decent draught of living death on Snape’s desk and didn’t get detention.

Oh how she’d regret those words.

Juliette was proud to have been named prefect of her house, both her parents were muggles and many didn’t expect much of her. However, when she received the letter and the shiny blue pin, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of fulfilment.

Now, as she did her nighttime patrols, she no longer felt that fulfilment but only an overwhelming sense of tiredness and boredom. Seriously, shouldn’t this be considered as child labour? Dumbledore ought to hire some more damned teachers.

The dulled haze she fell into as she trudged along the hallway, her wand alight making the portraits shout some rather rude things at her, fell once she heard hurried footsteps along the corridor she was in.

She laughed to herself at the poor soul running down this corridor, knowing it was a dead end.

She then saw a familiar head of raven hair and bright green eyes and round glasses and she forced herself to suppress a groan of frustration.

Does this boy ever have a normal day at Hogwarts?

Harry looked relieved to see her and stopped by her as she looked at him with wide eye, his cheeks were slightly flushed from the running as she looked up at him with an incredulous look on her face.

“Do you ever just… follow the rules?” She hissed at him, not even wanting to ask who he was running away from.

Harry feigned a look of deep though before nonchalantly shrugging, “No, I don’t think i do.”

She just rolled her eyes and she grew even more annoyed when she heard distance footsteps clattering after him and a distant, “Potter!”

Harry’s eyes widened and she gave him a deadpan stare, her eyes sleepy, “who was that and what did you do?”

He took in a sharp breath, “That would be some Slytherin prefect looking for an excuse to put me in detention, and as for what I did…” he trailed off before flashing a charming grin that affected her more than she would care to admit, “that’s on a need to know basis.”

Juliette pinched the bridge of her nose, evidently too tired to be dealing with this.

As the footsteps drew closer he visibly grew more panicked before turning to her, “you said you owe me right?”

Her brows knit together in confusion and before she could even open her mouth to speak, his arms had wrapped around her waist and pulled her flush against his body, his lips pressing against hers.

She gasped in surprise and kissed him back nonetheless, one hand cupped his jaw while the other loved to run through his messy raven locks.

The footsteps drew closer and then drew to a halt right before them, a gasp could be heard and then a rushed, “sorry.” Was muttered before the person ran off again.

It was then that Juliette pulled away from Harry, though still stayed in his arms, not quite ready to leave his warmth yet.

She knew that her face was probably bright red at that moment, feeling the hot blood pound in her ears. Harry had a dazed look on his face and a goofy grin spread across it.

Juliette smiled softly at him before realising that he had only kissed her to avoid detention, so she stepped out of his grasp.

Harry frowned slightly, his arms feeling empty without her.

“So, this makes us even now?” She gave him a small polite smile.

He blinked a few times, mouth opening and closing with no sound coming out, “Um yes of course! Brilliant.”

She hummed before giving him a pointed look, “now go straight back to your dorm before you kiss some other unsuspecting prefect.”

He blushed, giving her a bashful look, “I would never dream of it, only you get the privilege.”

Her heart sped up slightly at the words, “Goodnight then, you flirt.”

He chuckled, “Goodnight darling.”

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pandanscart · 3 months

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Some fanart of one of my HL OCs, Oliver Doe!

7th year creepy orphan Ravenclaw.

I love him so much he's so fun.

#firealpaca #fanart #digital art #hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy fanart #sketch #hl #hl fanart #hl oc #hogwarts legacy oc #hogwarts legacy oc fanart #hl oc fanart #ravenclaw #ravenclaw oc

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downtherabbithole-tumbleedition · 6 months

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Momento Mori, Momento Vivere

A Tom Riddle x OC Fanfiction

Remember you must die, so remember to live.

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'Til death do we part'. For how long should such a vow be honoured? Through thick and thin, sickness and in health... but what about when her husband turns into the most sinister Dark Lord wizarding Britain has ever seen? What about when death is no longer an option for her?

What if she has to choose between the boy she raised and the man she swore to always love?

(Cross posted on A03)

It didn't take Sabrina long to decide immortality was a twisted, haunting thing. Perhaps the idea of it was appealing; living forever in the prime of your life, an untouched form of art immune to time itself... to be the very thing men waged wars over. But it should have remained an idea, a hypothetical, an untouchable wish. Would she curse such a reality on her worst enemy?

There were perks to it, of course, it wasn't so sought after for nothing. Sabrina remained perfect, pristine, barely a wrinkle in sight, her hair as shining as it always had been rather than painted white by the cruel truth of time. Those around her spent galleons upon galleons on spells, charms or potions to undo what time had done to them, to reclaim their youth, to appear even a fraction as young as she did.

A fickle and vain thing, perhaps, but she had wondered many times if she would shatter on the inside if her beauty was stolen from her. It wasn't something she had always had, certainly not gifted to her from birth... People who have been beautiful their whole lives do not know what it's like to be unwanted, so they have no fear of being ugly. But when good looks are gained through age, one grips onto them to the point of claw marks.

But no mortal set the world on fire for youth, no, they wanted to evade death himself.

That was the point, wasn't it? The only reason Sabrina was immortal was because someone decided they couldn't bear to see her die; a selfless act, one would believe, but Sabrina knew she was only alive out of pure selfishness, the refusal to grieve her.

Death wasn't evil, he was a gift. Mortals have a lifespan for a reason, after all. There is only so much loss and grief a heart can take before it breaks, perhaps it still pumped blood into her veins and kept her body functioning, but the pitiful organ had died many years before... one too many corpses, few too many smiles. Sabrina had certainly thought she was immune to death, that the news of a friend going cold could no longer pull on her severed heart strings.

But they were so young.

Lily and James Potter had been some of her favourite students - Lily with her brilliance, James with his mischief. Sabrina really did not believe herself to have a maternal bone in her body, but even she couldn't deny the tender spot the two had carved for themselves in her heart. Green eyes, wild black hair... She loved the two like her children.

And they were gone, their souls cast away from their bodies with only a simple green spell, all because of a crazed man and a stupid prophecy. Something she could have prevented perhaps, had she tried hard enough.

So, no, Sabrina did not consider immortality to be a blessing or something worth destroying worlds for, not when she had witnessed every person she had ever loved die or fall to ruin. It was a terrible, inevitable thing - better to not love at all than have your heart beaten and abused.

“Sirius Black has been found guilty of conspiring with the Dark Lord.”

That was just salt in the wound, the blood leaving Sabrina’s face quickly enough to rival a ghost. She’d thought she was going mad when Albus first told her or that he was playing some twisted joke on her, but there was not a trace of humour on the old man’s face.

“You don’t actually believe that, do you?” Sabrina questioned him, tone drowning in disbelief, grip almost tight enough to break the delicate tea cup.

Albus was silent, no longer even sparing her glance - the old man had always been impossible to read but she figured it was either grief or guilt, granted the two often went hand and hand for the puppeteer that was Albus Dumbledore.

Sabrina fought tooth and nail to prove Sirius’ innocence, revealing every card she had available, pulling every trick she ever knew, anything to save him from such a fate. But without Albus vouching for him, it was basically useless.

There was still that horrible feeling in her stomach, that sickening sludge of guilt and mourning - a sensation she didn’t know was possible until Sirius looked at her with those grey eyes, usually so dauntless, laced with tears and fear. He’d wrapped himself around her like a child running to their mother after hearing a scary story, as if he believed she could protect him. She had failed him and lost a third child.

Sabrina didn’t want to see Albus, not after what he’d done (or failed to do), but there was still a question lingering on her tongue. Truth be told, she didn’t want to ask it; knowing would only lead her to complications and remorse, until the guilt inside of her became too much and overflowed to impulsive actions of sympathy.

Still, it had to be asked.

“What of the boy?”

Harry James Potter, only a year old and somehow the catalyst for so much tragedy. But oftentimes a catalyst is never willing to be part of destructive schemes.

Surprisingly, Albus told her the truth about Harry (perhaps that should have been her first sign that something was amiss because the man was hardly ever truthful), but she almost wished she hadn’t known. His honesty had done nothing to ease the growing rage inside of her, only adding fuel to flame.

He didn’t put up a fight when she said she wouldn’t allow Harry to grow up in such an environment, not before she ensured it was safe with her own eyes.

It wasn’t.

On the surface, the Dursley’s seemed like a lovely family. White picket fence, loving marriage, healthy son they spoiled rotten - muggles often examined things at a surface level, leaving well enough alone lest they pry into something ugly. But Vernon and Petunia Dursley held a sinister secret, and it was the screaming baby they left in the upstairs bedroom.

Sabrina wasn’t certain how such a noise didn’t alert the entire neighborhood, but she supposed the eighties weren’t so different from the forties; people swept things under the rug, ignored them unless they were right in their face. Maybe the Dursley’s neighbors willingly ignored the neglected baby boy, or perhaps they did not care enough to hear in the first place.

She lost her breath when she saw him; forest green eyes, hair as black as night… An unforgettable scar that was sure to cause him a lot of harm as he grew older.

Sabrina had promised herself she would finally harden her heart to the world, but how could she when the boy in front of her was innocent to the world, when his only crime was being born? Would she be any better than Albus Dumbledore if she simply allowed him to suffer his entire life?

Having already made up her mind, Sabrina gently cradled the boy, silently promising to never let any harm befall him.

She didn’t know how difficult it would be to keep such a promise.

#harry potter #yandere #tom riddle #hogwarts oc #hogwarts #voldemort #yandere Voldemort #yandere tom riddle #female oc #ravenclaw oc

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rypnami · 2 months

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ollie’s moodboard

as a ravenclaw, he excelled at almost all his studies, especially with a dad like sebastian who was very encouraging of him learning everything he could. however, his best classes were always astronomy, herbology, and charms class. and ofc he ends up going on to become the herbology professor 💙🦅🌿

#it’s hard to mix those 3 classes together but i tried my best #and i do really like the result!#and ollie in the greenhouse 🥲#leander and sebastian are so proud of himmmm #hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy oc #moodboard #hogwarts legacy moodboard #ravenclaw oc #ravenclaw #oliver prewett

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eternalremorse · 8 months

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Finally made "myself" in Hogwarts Legacy!

I must admit it's kinda weird seeing my full name in the subtitles lol

#hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy mc #hogwarts legacy oc #ravenclaw #ravenclaw mc #ravenclaw oc

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alanrickmansnose · 2 months

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Forget Me Not (Severus Snape x OC)

Chapter 1: The Feast

Summary:

Shortly after Theda Desmond replaces Professor Binns as Hogwarts' new History of Magic teacher, she learns that she possesses a rare talent known only to the legendary Altier family, former founders of the French Ministry of Magic who mysteriously went missing over 200 years ago. As she works to uncover the secrets of her curious origins, she develops an unlikely bond with the brooding Potions master, Severus Snape. As their friendship grows, the two begin to recognize that they share a common pain that few have experienced. Will their unique ability to understand each other set them on a course toward healing and new beginnings, or will the ghosts of the past return to tear them apart?

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Our story begins at the beginning of Chamber of Secrets and will stick very closely to the canon timeline. While the nature of this story wanes between humorous and romantic, it is also, in many ways, a story about the non-linear nature of grief. This is my first fanfic, so I hope you enjoy it.

Warnings: brief allusions to struggles with body image. Future chapters will contain some smut, discussion of death and suicide, as well as non-sexual abuse.

Excerpt:

“It’s nice to meet you, Professor Snape.”

He said nothing as he continued slowly skewering small pieces of food onto his fork.

"May I ask which subject you teach?"

"Potions." He said, his tone sounding slightly pointed.

"You know, you are the only teacher at this table I envy," Theda said, enthusiastically. "Potions was always my favorite subject when I was in school."

"Perhaps you should teach it, then," He replied in a monotone voice, still not meeting her gaze.

Unsure if he was being sarcastic or not, Theda chose to ignore the comment.

"Actually, I am quite happy to be teaching History of Magic. That was my second favorite subject in school, and I feel like I could genuinely get the students to take an interest in it. I hope so, anyways."

"Hmph," he muttered. "Good luck getting any of these thick-skulled children to take an interest in anything that doesn't involve flying around on a broomstick or foolishly waving their wands about in the air."

"Well, we shall see." She said, smiling. "Even if I get one kid to take an interest in the subject, I'll count that as a victory."

"Yes, well... You'll soon find that these children are practically unteachable."

She said nothing, unsure how to respond.

"Still... I do hope you succeed in kindling a flame, however small, in at least one of your students."

Continue reading: Wattpad | Ao3

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zapalimesvet · 9 months

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This is my Harry Potter OC! Her name is Éstelle and she's ravenclaw, also her nationality is french ( I have weird obsession with the language 💀) and secrete animagus ( otter). She fell in love with Tom Riddle and has no idea how it happened lol.

He hated her at first because he found her as spoilied brat who thinks she can do anything she wants, all because her parents are both witch and have great life while he's orphan.

What made him think that? Well Éstelle have no idea, she acts normally but also not, because she jumps around, sometimes rolls on grass and Is kinda loud, she's very hyperactive, especially around people she likes and she's popular and Tom thought only for her good looks but it wasn't true.

Here my art of her!

She's also pure blood

( I'm only getting into the fandom, chill guys 😔😔😔😔)

#harry potter oc #harry potter #tom riddle #harry potter headcanon #ravenclaw #ravenclaw oc #harry potter fandom #harry potter fanart #harry potter art #estom #estellé astrée

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expecto-kedavra · 10 months

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The Final Repository

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lufanahufflepuff · 7 months

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doodles!!

são ocs meus e dos meus amigos de um servidor de rp do discord.

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paleborza · 7 months

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Rotten apples in the barrel

Finally, bad guys of my story:

Alistair Serridge – corrupted politician that aims on the Minister for Magic place, uncle of Afelis Serridge. Their family tragedy is his fault. Febram burned his face for "better alibi".

Nebola Medous – cult leader and scam artist, descendant of old pure-blood family that poured terror on half of the Mediterranean for centuries. Dark Art's master. Alistair plucked her eye on a second year with his wand.

Febram "The Butcher" – trill killer and Nebola's lapdog. His cursed fire burned down Serridge Mansion and he's highly interested in finishing his job. Tortured Alistair's future wife. Nebola stuffed something in his brain, not only mentally.

They want to kill each other, but at the same time holding each other from it.

#oc art #oc artwork #oc design #hogwarts oc #slytherin oc #ravenclaw oc #harry potter oc #slytherin #gryffindor oc #gryffindor #villains #magic awakened #magic oc #artists on tumblr #укртумбочка #украрт

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morelikeravenbore · 1 month

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au dark sebastian returns

#just pretend her wand is in her hand ok #shush #sebastian sallow #dark sebastian sallow #aurelie collins #sebaura #hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy fandom #hogwarts legacy mc #hogwarts legacy oc #sebastian sallow x mc #hogwarts legacy sebastian #hogwarts legacy screenshots #ravenclaw oc

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finns-blogg · 2 days

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Aesthetic board for the Snape family <33

I actually forgot how old Sev is so i'm just assuming lmaoo😭😭

Anywaysss here's a name reveal for Octavia and Atlas' mom🫶🫶

#harry potter #harry potter oc #slytherin #slytherin oc #ravenclaw #ravenclaw oc #slytherclaw #slytherin x ravenclaw #snape #snapedom #snape fandom #professor snape #severus snape #pro snape #pro severus #dad snape

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pandanscart · 2 months

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A little practice with backgrounds instead of inserting a screenshot. 😌✨️ Mine and a friend's OCs on a merlin trial date outing!

I learned a lot and improved a lot, I think! ❤️ (just don't expect a hand-drawn background consistently yet lmao)

#firealpaca #fanart #digital art #hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy fanart #sketch #hl #hl fanart #oc #oc fanart #ravenclaw #ravenclaw oc #ravenclaw fanart

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adriane-star · 8 months

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Name: Scarlet Briarwood

House: Ravenclaw

Blood Status: Pureblood

Hair color: Reddish-Brown

Eye color: light brown

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Description: The only child of the Briarwood family, when Scarlet was thought to be a squib she was kept in their family home for safety, so she grew up befriending the maids and reading books as her escape. Due to her family’s use of dark magic, and despite her cheerful and sweet personality, she sees it as something to use in a moment of need, and isn’t afraid to use it against poachers.

#hogwarts legacy #hogwarts #hogwarts legacy oc #hogwarts legacy mc #ravenclaw #ravenclaw oc

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rypnami · 2 months

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oliver prewett

about

full name: oliver francis prewett nickname(s): ollie age: 16 date of birth: 18 april 1900 birthplace: london, england blood status: pureblood house: ravenclaw wand: larch, 12 inches, unicorn hair, slightly swishy sexuality: pansexual height: 5’2 quidditch position: seeker

personality

traits: shy, sweet, bookish, intelligent, polite, quiet, loyal, nerdy likes: plants, herbology, his friends, reading, studying, historical fiction, writing dislikes: the dark, hot weather, bullies, insomnia, being late, loneliness, loud people, spiders patronus: unknown

family

parents: leander prewett and sebastian sallow extended family: anne sallow (aunt), ominis gaunt (uncle), jasper sallow (cousin), prewett family

relationships

partner: n/a friends: ruby ambrose, jasper sallow enemies: ellenore noke

future

career: herbology professor spouse: unknown residence: upper hogsfield pet(s): kiki (cat) children: none (afaik)

other facts

- at the age of 15, he learns what sebastian did in the catacombs. because of this his boggart begins to take the form of dementors, as he’s terrified of them taking one of his dads away - his favourite colour is blue, and he loves wearing his school robes - he’s probably autistic

also just general notes on this au/my version of canon or whatever you want to call it; sebastian works as the DADA professor. ollie is sliiiightly embarrassed that one of his parents is also his professor, especially since a lot of his classmates are probably thirsty for him, but he’s also glad to have a parent close by.

leander works as a curse-breaker for the ministry and is often away on dangerous missions. definitely a contributing factor to ollie’s anxiety

((some of this is based on a prewlow rp i did with @/blueraineshadows- this is how i think their story would have gone in the end ❤️💚))

#queue #OLLIE FANS COME GET YOUR JUICE #hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy mc #ravenclaw mc #oc #my oc #oliver prewett #sebastian sallow #leander prewett #hp fandom #ravenclaw oc #prewlow

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