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Harry Potter by chapter: The Philosopher’s Stone

Chapter Twelve- The Mirror of Erised


Prompt #6. Celebrating (wink, wink) Christmas with Fred and George walks in on you.

For: Anon

“You know Y/N,” Fred says, pulling you into his and George’s room at the Burrow, “Everyone has gone off to Diagon Alley, it’s just you and me. All alone. It’s Christmas time, and I think this calls for a celebration.”

You giggle, pushing him back onto the bed and climbing into his lap, “I think you’re right Fred.”

He winks at you before pulling you into a passionate kiss. He pulls off his shirt, and turns you over so that you’re lying on your back and he’s hovering above you, “You look beautiful, you know that Y/N?”

You smile at him before pulling him back down and placing your lips against his.

“Hey Freddie, have you seen m-” George says, barging into the room, “BLOODY HELL, MY INNOCENCE!”

You quickly grab your own shirt that had been removed in the process and cover yourself, and Fred turns to his brother, “GEORGE! You were supposed to be gone with the others! What are you doing here?”

“I left something behind!”

“Haven’t you ever heard of knocking?” Fred argues, you’re too stunned to speak.

“It’s my room as well Fred!” Both brothers are red in the face from embarrassment, “I’m just going to leave you two to it.”

He turns towards the door, and before shutting it, he yells, “STAY SAFE LOVE BIRDS!”

Once George is gone, Fred turns back to you, “Now, where were we?”

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Prompt #21. “No! That popcorn isn’t for eating, it’s for decorating!” “How can you expect me not to eat the food if you put it in front of me, honestly it’s like you don’t even know me!” With George Weasley.

For: Anon

You string up the lights on the tree in Grimmauld Place, it was your last year at Hogwarts and everyone was meeting at Sirius’ house for Christmas. Mrs. Weasley was at the hospital, getting ready to finally bring Mr. Weasley home, so you were in charge of decorating for Christmas.

“George! Fred! Get over here and help us!” You call to your boyfriend and his brother. Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny were helping you decorate, while George and Fred worked on new products for their shop.

“Fine,” they groaned in unison. They walk over and you hand Fred a box of ornaments, and give George a bowl of popcorn and string.

“What do I do with this love?”

“You string the popcorn onto the string and we put it on the tree, sweetie,” You say, dropping next to him to help him.

You focus on your side on the string, and when you look back at George, you notice that George’s bowl is twice as empty as yours is and string isn’t even half as covered, “Georgie! Are you eating the popcorn?!”

“Maybe,” He singsongs chucking popcorn at his twin, who catches it with his mouth.

No! That popcorn isn’t for eating, it’s for decorating!” You complain, everyone is turned towards you at this point, even Remus took his nose out of his book and is watching over Sirius’ shoulder.

How can you expect me not to eat the food if you put it in front of me, it’s like you don’t even know me!” George says, throwing some more popcorn into his mouth and passing some to Fred, “Honestly woman, you call yourself my girlfriend.”

“Those boys,” You overhear Remus mutter to Sirius, “Remind me of you and James.”

A/N: If you can’t already tell, I ship Wolfstar so damn hard.

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The Hogwart Houses At Christmas

12 days of Christmas: day 2

-Sitting around the fire place in the common room with friends and drinking hot chocolate.
-Wearing your Gryffindor scarf literally every single day during the winter months.
-Stealing Christmas cookies from the kitchen when the house elves aren’t looking.
-Snowball fights in the court yard.
-Going sledding down huge hills.
-Having a killer Christmas party the night classes end, and someone put candy canes in the fire whiskey and it actually tastes phenomenal.
-Making gingerbread houses.
-Watching Christmas With the Cranks and Elf.

-Learning about a bunch of really cool Christmas facts and legends beloved in different countries and religions.
-Big fuzzy socks while studying in your down.
-Instead of red and green your common room is decorated so intensely with blue, white, and silver that it looks like a winter wonderland.
-Still caring about school work but also giving yourself a break since it is the holidays.
-Being more subtle about your celebrating in public, but when it’s just you and your friends you go hardcore.
-Asking for so many books for Christmas.
-Celebrating/acknowledging other holidays because Christmas isn’t the only one.
-Watching the Polar Express and a Frosty the Snowman.

-Living for all the green used to decorate and being worn.
-Actually getting really excited when Christmas season starts but trying to chill because none of your friends seem to care.
-Until one night you’re all laying in bed and one of your friends blurts out into the silent room that she actually really love Christmas.
-Going all out after that.
-Getting confused for being a Hufflepuff since you’re so spirited, replying sassily and nobody makes that mistake again.
-Having a battle against the Gryffindors on which house could sing the Christmas songs the loudest. In the great hall the Slytherin table screaming All I Want For Christmas, and the Gryffindor table screaming Jingle Bell Rock.
-Convincing Snape to decorate his classroom, all he puts up is a Charlie Brown Christmas tree.
-Everyone expecting Slytherin to be super anti-Christmas, that couldn’t be more far from the truth.
-Only giving presents to a select group of close friends, the gifts are all really meaningful because the holidays is not a time to half-ass stuff.
-Watching The Nightmare Before Christmas and A Christmas Carol.

-Having the most awsome and festive holiday sweaters.
-Having so much Christmas cheer you feel like you’re gonna burst at the seems.
-Singing Christmas song in the common room and slowly everyone else in the room joins in.
-Wrapping Christmas lights around everything, the stairs case, the sofa, other people, the list goes on and on.
-Getting gifts for everyone you know and being completely broke afterwards.
-Making homemade cards with lots of glitter.
-Watching How the Grinch Stole Christmas and Rudolf the Red Nose Reindeer.
-Big fuzzy blankets that like five people all cuddle under on the sofa.

After the war, Harry decided to convert Twelve Grimmauld Place into an orphanage of sorts. It was a place for any young witch or wizard who needed a home. There were many children of different backgrounds and ages who lived there. There were ages ranging from babies, to sixth, and seventh year Hogwarts students who lived there. It was a place for kids whose parents died in the war, or after, or for kids who were no longer welcomed at home.

It was there Neville found his love for teaching. Harry, Hermione, the Weasleys, Neville, Luna, and all their friends spent any spare time after the war converting it, and making it a nice place to live. Many of the kids who had lost their families to the war moved in. At least a few of the original Dumbledore’s Army, could be seen there at any given point.

(Context: A group has been assembled to play Pathfinder’s Strange Aeons Adventure Path. My character, an aasimar Paladin, has Alter Self as a once-a-day Spell-Like Ability. We have woken up in makeshift prison cells without our memoreis and are watching our captor gleefully torture a man. Valerie, my paladin, shares a cell with Maerwe, our alchemist. We are all level 1.)

Torturer (NPC): “blah blah blah so much fun blah blah y'all are next blah blah blah your scream nourish me blah”

Valerie: “You won’t get away with this.”

Maerwe: [seduces the torturer to get them close enough to pickpocket the cell keys]

Maerwe: [hands off the keys to Valerie] “Here, use this!”

Valerie: [unlocks the cell, Alter Self’s into a Lizardfolk, bum rushes the torturer]

Torturer: [beats Valerie on initiative, drops her to 2/12 HP]

Valerie: [Retaliates with newfound Claw-Claw-Bite, doing 38 damage and outright killing the captor.]

Tortured Man (NPC): “Holy shit…”

Another Party Member: “Holy shit…”

Valerie: (OOC) “I said she wouldn’t get away with it.”

Maerwe: (OOC) “Damn, Val, did you lay an egg in her chest while you were at it?”


Prompt #23. “You can’t spend Christmas alone!” “I have no one to spend it with.” “You have me.” With Draco Malfoy.

For: Anon

You merrily walk through the halls of the castle, humming Christmas songs. Your parents were out of the country and you chose to stay at Hogwarts instead of going with them. That made you one of the few students who were still remaining in the castle. You were on your way to the great hall when you bumped into someone, “Watch where you’re going?”

“Sorry!” You see turn to see Draco Malfoy, “Where are you going?”

“Why do you care?”

“I just meant, it’s Christmas dinner, shouldn’t you be going to the Great Hall?”

“I’d rather be left alone,” Draco says, his eyes flash with sadness.

“You can’t spend Christmas alone!” You say, grabbing his upper arm.

“I have no one to spend it with.” He replies, shaking your hand away.

“You have me.” You say quietly. He looks up, you can see that his eyes looks slightly brighter.

“Really?” He asks, surprised.

“Really.” You take his arm, “Come on, let’s go have dinner!”

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Twelve Years, (Sirius X Reader) Warning: Spoilers

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Originally posted by mariangelesmath

Y/n lay on her bed, with her head inclined to gaze at the wanted poster on her wall,

She still couldn’t believe it,

Sirius, Remus, James, lily, and Peter had been her best friends,

And one of them was the reason that three of them were dead,

She had always thought that there must have been some sort of explanation for it all, that It couldn’t have possibly really been him,

That there must have been some sort of crazy unbelievable explanation of how it had all been this horrible messed up thing but that he hadn’t really killed them,

But if there was, if there was even the smallest chance that it hadn’t really been him and he was innocent, Dumbledore would have made sure he was released,

But there was no explanation, Sirius hadn’t shown up at her door, telling her that it was all just a horrible mistake that the ministry had made,

She still hoped that there was some kind of reason and that he was innocent,

But had spent twelve years in Azkaban, and now he had broken out and was now after James and lily’s child,

He had supposedly been caught a few nights ago, but had escaped,

Y/n was distraught she was angry that they had let James and lily’s killer escape,

But at the same time,

She loved Sirius,

She had always loved Sirius,

He hadn’t loved her back, But she loved him and there was still a part of her that made her believe that he was innocent,

There was a knock at the door of the apartment and she sat up and walked over to the door and opened it to see an old but familiar face,

A face that she hadn’t seen in years, twelve years to be exact,

“Remus…” She breathed.

“How have you been, its been years! Oh come in come in!” She said but Remus did not move,

“Actually I’ve come to get you, we’re…” Remus paused before he continued, “we’re restarting the order…”

“Oh… is it… oh well yes of course…” She said tucking her wand into her boot as she had always done, before she walked into the hall outside of her apartment, where Remus was,

Remus gripped her hand tightly, before disaperating away,

They reappeared on an old street road, that Y/n hadn’t seen in years,

“Remus what are we doing here?” She said but Remus did not answer,

“Here read this.” Remus said handing her an old piece of parchment that read in loopy cursive write,

Number twelve Grimauld place,

“Come on.” Remus said, pulling the parchment out of her hand and setting it alight until it burned away,

Y/n looked up to she that there was now another house that stood on the block,

There two walked across the street and onto the porch of the house that had just shown up on the street,

They opened the door and walked quietly through the hall, all the way the the end, and opened the door to the small kitchen to find it cramped with people,

In the kitchen Molly Weasley, was moving swiftly around cooking, with Tonks at her side attempting to aid her, and Mad-eye Moody, sat in the corner drinking out of his personal flask, and a few other people, sat around the table, but one in particular caught her eye,

he was facing away from her speaking to Dumbledore, but his hair was unmistakable, he still had that thick, long, dark, gorgeous hair,

“Sirius?..” She said unbelievably,

At the sound of her voice Sirius turned around, and Y/n saw that face that for years she had only dreamed of being able to see again, it was much older, and tired, but yet it was uncannily the same as it had been all those years ago,

“Y/n!” Sirius said as a wide child like grin spread across he face,

Sirius made his way to where Y/n stood utterly in shock at the man that stood before her, and engulfed her in an embrace so tight it was as though he feared she might run away,

Y/n imidiately hug him back in the same way, until she snapped out of it and pulled away landing and solid hit in Sirius’ chest

“What was that for?!” He yelped rubbing the spot on his chest that Y/n hadn’t hit him,

“You owe me an explanation! You owe me an explanation for why it happened. And why you’re here right now and not in a cell in Azkaban!” She yelled almost in tears,

“I deserve to know.”

“Of course you do Y/n.” Remus said coming up from behind her placing a soft hand on her shoulder in order to get her to relax slightly,

“Maybe you she take a seat.” He said leading her to one of the old classic style chairs that were set around the table,

Y/n took a seat, and Sirius took the one beside her and began to explain everything and how it all had happened,

After Sirius had explained everything, of how Peter had been secret keeper, and had framed him, before fleeing, and how he had broken out when he had realized where Peter was, and had gone to find him, and make him pay for what he did to lily and James,

After he explained, what happened the night in the shrieking shack, and how Harry and Hermione had gone back to free him, and how he had fled on buckbeak until Dumbledore had found him and told him that he was restarting the order and brought him here,

Y/n flung herself on him hugging him as if she were hugging him for every day that she wasn’t able to see him while he was locked up in Azkaban, and Sirius quickly wrapped his arms around her in reply,

However y/n once again broke the embrace and rounded on Dumbledore, who was standing calmly as though he had expected this,

“You! This is all your fault! I told, I told you to investigate it more! I told you it had to of been wrong, and YOU said To LET IT GO!” Y/n screemed, and Remus and Sirius both rose beside her, Sirius taking her hand in his,

“Y/n…” Sirius said calmly,


“There’s nothing he could have done y/n, He tried to get the ministry to investigate further but they refused, all of the evidence pointed to Sirius, He was only try to keep us all safe, and make sure that what happened with lily and James didn’t happen again.” Remus said try to get her to calm down, and it worked, however she wasn’t any less upset,

“I regret that I did not do anything more to try and prove his innocence, I made a grave mistake, and I fear to say It was not my last,” Dumbledore said before saying that there was some important business he needed to attend to and taking his leave,

Y/n spent the rest of the night talking and catching up with all the people she hadn’t seen in years, until there was only her and Sirius left in the kitchen,

“Twelve years… you know that not a single day passed that I didn’t pray that you would show up on my doorstep telling me that it was all just a bad dream, that it hadn’t really been you, I never for a single second believed that you would betray James like that,” She told him quietly looking him in the eyes,

“I know… You always hoped for the good in people, but there was still a part of me that was terrified that would believe it when we explained it,” He told her honestly.

“If there’s anyone in this world that could get me to believe anything, it would be you.” She said, as Sirius moved a stray stand of her hair behind her ear, letting his hand linger on her neck, pulling her in ever so slightly,

“And why’s that?” He asked making sure not to brake eye contact,

“People do crazy things for love.” She said laughing lightly as her and Sirius, inched closer and closer to each other,

“That’s all I needed to hear.” He said before locking lips with Y/n, pulling her as close against him as he could,

Y/ns hands went instantly to tangle themselves in Sirius’ hair as she kissed him, her mind exploding, and her stomach feeling as though it had dropped out of the sky, this was all she had ever wanted, and she was on could nine, never wanting this moment to end, however all good things must come to and end, and eventually the two broke apart,

Sirius’ hair was a mess from y/n running her hands through it, and they were both breathing heavily as Sirius pulled y/n into yet another tight embrace,

They stayed there for a while in each other arms in comfortable silence, until Sirius spoke,

“I love you y/n.”

“You have both idea how long I’ve wanted you to say that,” She laughed slightly,

“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to say that,” He laughed as well,



“I love you too.”

Big Present

Fred x Reader
12 days of Christmas: day 7
Description: The reader and Fred have a really big Present for the family.
A/n: Question of the day: Why is all my writing trash? I guess we’ll never know.
Words: 1219
Warnings: none

Readers P.O.V
Christmas is usually a time of joy and happiness, especially when you’re spending it with the Weasleys. This Christmas was different, i was filled with anxiety and it was really showing. Fred was the first to notice, and he’s been trying to calm me down but nothings been working. We’ve been married for the past 3 and a half years and I don’t think he’s ever seen me this nervous.

It’s completely justifiable though, we’re heading to the Burrow for Christmas and we had big news. I’m pregnan, four months in and I’ve just started showing so we’ve been able to keep it a secret so far. The hardest part was probably keeping it from George, Fred’s never had to keep anything from his brother certainly nothing this big either. We decided though it’s best we tell them before they figure it out on they’re own when it becomes more visible. So that’s why I’m so anxious, we’re telling them over Christmas.

Logically I know there’s nothing to be worried about but that’s not stopping the bombarding amount of stress and anxiety this is causing me. I don’t even know what I’m afraid of. It’s the Weasleys they love children!

Here we are now, Christmas eve sitting at the dinner table with the whole family. Bill, Fleur, Ron, Hermione, Harry, Ginny, Molly, Arthur, Percy, and George (Charlie couldn’t make it home). Everyone having their own conversation while we eat Molly’s fantastic cooking. I was looking around the table at everyone when Hermione spoke over to me. “Y/n are you okay? You don’t look so good.” “Uh, yeah. I mean yeah for sure I’m totally fine, couldn’t be better. I’m 100% A-okay.” I started rambling and Fred squeezed my thigh laughing lightly at my failure to act normally. “Of dear Hermione’s right you do look I’ll,” Molly said getting up and coming over checking my temperature. “Dear you’re heating up you must have a fever, you should go up to bed get some rest. You don’t want to be I’ll on Christmas.” She started ushering me up out of my chair. “Mum she’s really fine it’s just a little hot in here, that’s all” Fred said knowing that it wasn’t a fever causing this. “Nonsense! A dear you’re going to pass out from over heating if you keep wearing that big sweater” She dismissed my husband and continued. Reaching to take off my big Christmas sweater that was hiding my baby bump, and in one big swoop she had it off me..

Oh no, oh no. Maybe no-one will notice, if I just head right upstairs. That wasn’t an option though because Hermione and Molly caught sight of the bump and bluntly started at it jaws slack. Causing everyone else to look over at it too. My cheeks flared up, looking over to Fred not knowing what to say. I was so overwhelmed and nobody was saying anything, everyone was just staring at me. So I didn’t what I usually do under stress, I flee. I was out of the house in 10 seconds flat, not really knowing where I was planning to go, especially without a winter jacket. That was a minor thought at the back of my head as I kept walking away from the house, tears streaming down my face.

Fred’s P.O.V
As soon as the sweater was off I knew something was going to happen. What I didn’t expect was silence, or my wife to run out of the house. “OH MY MERLIN” my mom screeched, “SHE’S PREGNANT, WHEN WE’RE YOU GOING TO TELL US? WHERE’S SHE GOING? DON’T BE STUPID SHE’S PREGNANT SHE CAN’T BE OUT IN THE COLD WITH NO JACKET, FRED GO GET HER” Mum was yelling, but it could hardly be heard over the eruption that came from the rest of the table.

I stood up to go get her and George stood up too. He followed me out the house and I assumed he was going to help me find her. “Why didn’t you tell me Freddie?” I heard it from my best friend behind me “We tell each other everything, so why didn’t you tell me?” “George we just needed to tell everyone at the right time, we were gonna tell you all tommorow but I guess nothing can stay a secret for long in this house.” I said as I started looking around for my missing wife. “Well in any case Y/n shouldn’t be out in 5he cold if she’s carrilying my niece or nephew” he said cheekily before he started calling out y/n’s name, little did he know he was gonna be the Godfather.

Y/n sure is one hard girl to find, and I was starting to get really worried when all of the sudden I see her walking about 100 feet to our left. “Y/n comes on you’re actually gonna get sick.” I yelled running towards her. I tried to wrap my arms around her when she pushed me away “Don’t touch me Fred.” She snapped looking up at me with red puffy eyes and tear streaked down her cheeks. “They don’t want this, your family they don’t want me, they don’t want this baby Fred” Now she’s sobbing and before she can fall on her knees I catch her. “Y/n that’s the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard. The Weasley family not wanting a baby and them not wanting you is even more preposterous. Now come back and we can all celebrate.” George jumped in and I think his words did more then anything I could’ve said. She nodded her head weakly drying her cheeks with her sleeves befor we all allstar Ted walking back home.

When we walked in everyone was ecstatic, especially George, he kept leaning down to y/n’s belly pretending that 5he baby was telling him jokes. Mum already started knitting clothes for the unborn baby, and everyone else was congregating us. It was a beautiful night filled with the happiness that should come with the holidays. In so relived about y/n, she looks better then she had in weeks. The stress was killing her but now it’s all gone.

I was standing in the corner just watching all of this transpire when Ron walked up to me and clapped me on the shoulder. “Ya know Fred I never thought you’d manage to get a girl. When you first brought her home I knew she was way out of your league and assumed she’d break up with you within the month. Even during your wedding I was still surprised she said I do. Now I see, you really got her good. You two are gonna spend the rest of your lives together. Congratulations mate you did good.” He said his little speech before walking over to Bill. I knew this would be the best Christmas yet.

The houses snap chat stories

Gryffindor: The outdoors, running in the park, going to the gym, hanging out with friends, road trips.

Ravenclaw: Libraries, cup of tea and their latest novel, museums and galleries, out of focus pictures of the night sky.

Hufflepuff: Freshly baked cake, movie night with friends, cute cats/dogs spotted on the street, music festivals.

Slytherin: Half faced selfies, hot coffee and cigarettes, books, daily picture of their cat/dog, bed hair, the clock showing that they are awake at 3 am.


Prompt #6. Celebrating (wink, wink) Christmas with Neville and Snape walks in on you.

For: @miss-quantico

You’re in your 6th year at Hogwarts, and you had decided to stay at the castle during Christmas break this year so naturally, your boyfriend, Neville, decided to keep you company and stayed with you. Most of the students had gone home, including your three closest friends, Harry, Ron, and Hermione, leaving you to spend as much time as you wanted with Neville. 

“I have one more present for you Y/N,” Neville whispers to you, his voice huskier than usual. Christmas dinner had just ended, the students had gone back to their common rooms, and the professors had gone to their offices.

“Yeah?” You ask, taking a step closer to him, “And what’s that?”

“This,” He whispers before closing the distance between you, and gently pressing you up against the wall. Your hands find their way into his hair, and you pull at it gently. You know you should go back to Neville’s dorm or the Room of Requirements to further this make out session, but you just can’t seem to make yourself pull away.

Eventually you do pull away; you take one good look at Neville’s lust-filled eyes and whisper, “We should take this somewhere else before we get caught.”

“I think it’s too late for that Miss Y/L/N,” You recognize the deep, drawling voice from a mile away; you jerk your head around and Professor Snape staring at you and Neville. He has his arms crossed in front of him, and by the look on his face, you can tell that he saw a lot more than he wanted to see, “Get back to your dorms, your individual dorms.”

“Yes sir,” Neville says quietly, not meeting Snape’s eyes, “Let’s go Y/N.”

The two of you scurry away, by the time you get to the Gryffindor common room you’re too uncomfortable to continue where you left off so you decide to just go to bed, “W-where are you going love?”

“Severus Snape walking in on you is a pretty big mood killer,” You saying rolling your eyes, Neville chuckles.

“You’re right, but it’s Christmas, can we at least cuddle here on the couch for a while?” He asks, holding his arms open for you; you smile at him before settling down in his arms. You eventually fall asleep to the sound of the crackling Gryffindor fire and Neville’s heartbeat.

A/N: If you read this in Snape’s voice, you’re my new best friend.

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“It’s ideal for Headquarters, of course. My father put every security measure known to wizardkind on it when he lived here. It’s unplottable, so Muggles could never come and call — as if they’d ever have wanted to — and now Dumbledore’s added his protection, you’d be hard put to find a safer house anywhere.”
—Sirius Black