While the day lasts, why not stick to the theme? Here are some ideas on what it would be like with your favorite (male) character during the nineteen years later scene. This is my first preference but I hope it’s still okay!
Kings Cross station was absolutely packed on September 1st, 2017. You strolled along the busy platforms with your husband Harry Potter and your three children, James Sirius, Albus Severus, and Lily Luna, trying to get to platform 9 ¾. It was Albus’ first year and James’ third year at Hogwarts. The two boys pusher along their trolleys with them as the youngest girl clung onto her mother’s hand, complaining about how she wanted to join her older brother’s.
“Don’t worry Lily,” you said, looking down at your sulking daughter. “You’ll be going soon. I promise.”
“Two years!” She replied with a sniff. “Mum, I want to go now!”
You chuckled at her as you leaned down to gently place a kiss on the top of her head.
“I won’t be in Slytherin! I won’t!” Albus yelled at his older brother. You rolled your eyes. Those two were just always at each other’s throats!
“James, quit it, or so help me,” you sent a glare at your oldest. He shrugged, a smirk playing at his lips.
“I only said he might-” he started, but cut himself off when he looked into your eyes and immediately stared back in front of him.
Harry came up from behind and placed a hand on Albus’ back giving him a reassuring smile. As they arrived between platforms 9 and 10, James threw a cocky look at his younger brother from over his shoulder before he broke out into a run and, in the blink of an eye, disappeared through the barrier. Harry grabbed the handle of his trolley before muttering something and taking off through the wall, which you and Lily followed soon after. Once the thick smoke had cleared up from the other side, a giant scarlet steam engine was visible, bearing a small sign on the front saying “Hogwarts Express”. The surrounding space was just as crowded as the muggle station, if not more.
The Potter family dodged through crying children and parents as they made they’re way over to Ron and Hermione Weasley with their two kids Rose, who is the same age as Albus, and Hugo, who is the same age as Lily.
The kids ran to each other for hugs and to talk about their matching excitement to go to Hogwarts. Hermione laughed fondly at them.
“You act like you haven’t seen each other in ages!” She said. “We had dinner together just last week!”
As soon as she said that the train whistle blower loudly, signalling for the students to board now. You gave James a sloppy kiss on the cheek which he quickly wiped off his cheek with an embarrassed filled voice telling you to stop doing that. You smiled and slightly pushed him playfully. You then turned to Albus, and gave him a great bear hug he returned just as tight. You placed a kiss on his mess of jet black hair. He turned over to Harry before he departed.
“Dad, what if I am put in Slytherin?” He asked nervously as he looked up into his dad’s matching green eyes. He sighed and crouched down so he was eye level with his son.
“Albus Severus,” he started looking intently at the boy in front of him. “You were named after two headmasters of Hogwarts. One of them was a Slytherin, and he was the bravest man I’ve ever known.”
“But just say-”
“Then Slytherin house would’ve gained an excellent student.“ He cut Albus off again. "But if it really matters to you, the Sorting Hat will take your choice into account, it did for me anyways.”
“Really?” He asked with a slight smile. He smiled back.
“Yes. Now, get on the train before you miss it. Trust me when I say you don’t want that to happen.” He replied guiding him up to the steps on the train. He got on and sat down in a compartment with Rose, James, Teddy Lupin, and Victoire Weasley.
The whistle blew one last time as the doors closed and the train started to move. You huddled into Harry’s side, him wrapping an arm around your waist, as you waved them off until the engine rounded the corner. You went to get Lily as she went to chase the train down the platform to say her last goodbyes to her brothers.
“Oh I can’t wait ‘till that’s me on that train.” She said hopefully. Harry laughed.
“It’ll go by sooner than you expect.” He remarked as he grabbed her hand with his free one, the other still being wrapped around you. He planted a kiss on your temple before waving goodbye to the Weasley clan and heading back home.
“Scorp! Time to go!” You yelled for your only son. “You too, Draco! Hurry up, we can’t be late!”
“I’m here!” Scorpious said as he carried a heavy trunk in one hand and a large bird cage containing a majestic barn owl in the other. You quickly ran over to the stairs to help carry his load down. “Dad says he’ll be down soon. I’m so excited! I’m finally going to Hogwarts! Can you believe it?!” He said fast while jumping up and down pulling on a sleeve of the dress you’re wearing. You laughed, slicking back a strand of his silver blonde hair, looking exactly like his father at his age, but obviously less obnoxious.
“Barely, darling. We’re going to miss you so much! It’s going to be too quiet around here.” You said laughing still, him joining you.
“Alright, who’s ready to go to Hogwarts?” Draco said as he walked down the grand staircase, fixing the cuff on his suit and smiling at Scorpious.
“ME!” He screamed as he ran over to the fireplace, his trunk wheeling behind him. The older man laughed genuinely before walking over to you and placing a quick kiss on your lips.
“We’ve done well, I do believe.” He muttered against your lips before kissing you again.
“Yeah” you sighed. “Hit the jackpot."He smiled and agreed before leading you to the fireplace where Scorp already has a hand full of floo powder and was running over to the fireplace, a big grin on his face.
"PLATFORM 9 ¾” He yelled loud and clear before dropping the powder and the green flames swallowed him up and took him to his destination. You and Draco did the same and walked out onto the crowded platform. You were a bit early so you didn’t have to do any rushed goodbyes.
“Don’t forget to be nice. You don’t want to end up being known as the school prat like your father. And stay safe, will you? Try not to get into to much trouble. We’ll write every week.” You told him as you kissed his forehead and wrapped his jacket around him. You stepped back to look at his appearance, and smiled widely before crushing him into another hug. “Oh Merlin, I’m missing you already.”
“I’ll be fine mom!” He reassured, laughing a bit. He turned over to his dad and gave him a hug to. “But I’m gonna miss you guys too.” The whistle blew and he climbed onto the scarlet train and into an empty compartment. He waved to his parents till they were put of sight.
“He’s gonna be okay?” you said as you smiled and waved back at your baby boy. Draco smiled down.
“Yeah..” He said before kissing you deeply.
“PDA! PDA!” Someone from across the platform yelled causing the two of you to quickly pull apart. You looked for the source as you found the Golden trio back together and you couldnt help but smile.
“Shut it, Weasel,” he yelled back, but you could tell he was holding back a smile. He then looked at you. “I wasn’t really the school prat, was I?” He asked innocently, as if he didn’t know. You shook you’re head, putting your palm up to your forehead.
You woke up early on the crisp morning of the first of September in 2017, not naturally of course. Rather a light shaking and a small voice calling your name woke you from your beauty sleep.
“Y/N, darling, time to wake up.” Your boyfriend Neville called. You groaned and turned over.
“Why are we waking up so early again?” You mumbled sleepily. Neville smiled fondly at you before kissing your cheek.
“Because it’s September the first.” He said cheekily. You groaned again.
“Already? Didn’t summer vacation start, like, a week ago?” You complained. He sighed and layed down next to you, pulling you into his bare chest.
“Sure does seem like it, eh?” He joked, earning a smile from you. “But seriously, we have to get up, or we’re gonna miss the train.”
You and Nev are professor’s at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, he works in Herbology and you in Transfiguration (or whatever your favorite subject is at Hogwarts). You actually meet during the job. Sure you went to school together for all those years but neither one of you worked up the courage to talk to the other. So the teaching gave you an excuse to having to talk to each other. And one thing led to another…
You walked down the stairs of the small flat you two owned together and started on breakfast while Neville took a shower. As you just put out your scrambled eggs and toast he popped out from the hall bathroom with a nice dress robes already on.
“You look very handsome, you giggled as he walked into the kitchen and pecked your lips before before both sitting down at the small dining table and ate your breakfast, occasionally talking about the year to come. After that, you also got dressed into some nicer clothes than pajamas and the two of you headed to work, deciding to walk since you lived quite close to the station. You ran through the barrier together and quickly stored away your stuff before heading into the teachers compartment, but not before quickly waving to their old school friends Harry and Ginny Potter, and Ron and Hermione Weasley.
“Albus is starting his first year? Already?” You questioned in suprise. He let out a sigh and nodded.
“Yeah, and so is Rose! James is going into his third year too.” He replied.
“Wow.” You mumbled. “They grow up so fast.” He nodded his head in agreement. After a moment you looked at him. “Speaking of which. Hey Neville.”
“Mhmm” he hummed, showing that he was listening. “What’s up?”
“I’m pregnant.” You said calmly. You heard him whip his head around to look at you.
(might make a continuation for this one, let me know….)
“Ron,” you warned your husband as he tried to back into one of the small parking at Kings Cross Station, your two kids, Rose and Hugo Weasley, were sitting in the back seat looking slightly terrified as to what will happen next. They’re not used to travelling by the muggle way.
“Don’t worry, Y/N,” he said, sounding confident. “I can do this. I did pass the drivers test.”
“I still think you Confunded the examiner,” you mumbled, but still loud enough for him to hear. He scoffed and then continued his task.
After five minutes and lots of scrapes on the neighboring cars (nothing a little repairing spell can’t fix) he finally parked the car. The kids got out, looking a bit pale in the face, and Rose got her trunk from the boot. They walked down the station, as busy as always, and through the barrier between platform’s 9 and 10. You helped push your daughter’s trolley down Platform 9 ¾ were the scarlet coloured steam engine waited, thick amounts of vapour pouring from the front. Once you found a suitable spot near the end of the train you started to pack away her trunk in the train and started to bid your goodbyes.
“You’ve got everything, Rosie? Bag, jumper…” You asked as you placed her carry on over her shoulder and zipped up her sweater a bit more.
“Yeah,” she said as she smiled back sadly at you. You sighed as you pulled her into your chest with a quick kiss to her forehead.
“Oh, I’m gonna miss you.” You said to her once you pulled away from her.
“Here they come,” Ron whispered to you. You looked over your shoulder to see Ron’s sister Ginny and her husband Harry coming down with their own kids. I smiled and waved at them, which they kindly returned. Their middle son Albus, who is the same age as Rose, both boarded the train together.
“Why is everyone staring?” Hugo asked, looking around at parents and children alike gaping at the group of you.
“It’s me. I’m extremely famous.” Ron joked as he ruffled his son’s head of fiery red hair, which he immediately smacked off. The train gave one last loud whistle before lurching off. Once the train rounded the corner and you said goodbye to the Potter clan you began to walk back to the parking lot.
“Hey mum,” Hugo called before you could reach the car. “Please say you’ll be driving us home, or else I’m fine with walking home.”
You laughed. “Hugo we live almost 2 miles away. You can’t walk all that way.”
“I know. But I feel as if dad’s driving will be the end of us all.” He said with a cheeky smile. I laughed harder as I pulled him closer to me while Ron looked unamused.
“I’m not that bad.” He complained and pouted like a child. You and your youngest gave him a look that told him he knew he was lying. “Ok, well I’m learning.”
“And until you do learn, let’s just say that I drive from now on,” you joked. He rolled his eyes, but agreed along with Hugo and you all shared a laugh.
Ok I hope that was decent enough… I would’ve done more but my lazy ass didn’t want to lol. If I missed your favorite character, I’m so sorry, but I am willing to add to this post since it’s really short anyways. Requests are open, don’t be shy, and yeah. Thanks xo
So my “Jay did it and Jen helped” theory finally has a possible motive!
At about 2:30am after I’d finally finished listening to the last episode of Serial, I was googling stuff about Adnan, and I saw that Saad did an AMA on reddit, and someone asked him whether Hae knew Jay and what her opinion of him was, and Saad replied that Hae “didn’t trust, or really like” Jay and that Hae was going to confront him tell Stephanie about his “infidelities”.
So I don’t know what the infidelities would be, but my theory is that maybe Hae knew something that would make Jay look really, really bad and possibly jeopardise his relationship with Stephanie, and if Stephanie was as important to Jay as people made out she was in the podcast, then I think he would’ve done whatever it took to make sure it didn’t happen.
So what I think happened (in the most basic way of explaining it) is:
• Hae found something out about Jay.
• Hae maybe took him to her car to have a proper conversation with him and confronted him about it and threatened to tell Stephanie.
• Jay was worried that whatever it was would make Stephanie want to break up with him.
• Jay strangles Hae (I don’t know where they are at this point).
• Jay drives to meet Jen somewhere (Best Buy or her house) and he’s freaking out and shows her the body.
• Jen decides to help Jay cover it up, by burying her body and then by coming up with the idea to go to the police and implicate Adnan.
And that’s where I’m at with this at the moment. I’ll probably listen to the podcast again and then realise things that’ll either convince me further of this theory, or make me just forget it completely. But if anyone has any opinions, feel free to send me a message. I love talking about Serial.
Hey guys, Ishi here! My summer actually started in late April because that’s when I got out of uni (finished my first year whoo), but right now, it’s around the time when everyone is getting out of school and making summer plans and things. So I decided to do a summer celebration. I want to thank all my followers and mutuals who have stuck with me this far (even though I was really inactive throughout the year because of uni)
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Harry released the door after Ginny and the chattering group of
strangers behind her exited the tiny Italian restaurant. He patted his
front pockets to make sure he’d replaced his wallet before they’d left
the table before offering his free hand to Ginny, the other carried an
extra large serving of sinfully chocolate cake that he’d
promised Ron and Hermione in exchange for evacuating the living space of
Grimmauld Place for the evening. Of course, they had an entire floor or
so to do as they pleased, but Ron had moaned about being deprived of
nourishment and Hermione had complained about the time it took to pack
emergency provisions to prevent more Ron moaning.
As Ginny slipped
their fingers together, Harry felt the cool metal of her engagement
ring rub against his warm palm, “Walk home?”
“Aye. I feel like I
ate a house,” Ginny groaned, rubbing her stomach, low heels clacking on
the pavement. The sun had set not long before they left, a bright moon
lit the dark night air, a grey haze gradually moving across the sky,
cancelling out the glow until a drizzle turned into a downpour.
The couple paused, rivulets running down their faces in ribbons before Harry shook his head out like a dog, “Run?”
scratched under her nose with her forearm, scrunching her eyes against
the rain before she smirked mischievously, “Race ya!”
The red head
had already darted off, heels clacking, before Harry had a chance to
answer. The young auror splashed through the rapidly forming puddles,
breathing heavy as he fought to catch up.
Suddenly, Ginny skidded
to a halt, murky rainwater fanning up around her, allowing Harry to
catch up, both now completely drenched, “You didn’t have to wait.”
smiled, eyelashes sticking together in tiny triangles, “Eh, you were
doomed to eating my dust until I realized the raindrops tickle.”
Illustratively, she shivered and giggled, shoulders rising up to her
ears as if phantom hands were teasing her ribs.
Harry pushed his glasses up with a finger, quirking a brow, “They tickle.”