A year-long experiment in modifying and neutralising Amortentia has unforeseen side-effects for Harry.
“You weren’t apologetic!”
“There are many ways to say sorry, idiot,” Malfoy hissed. “It’s not my job to educate you on the subtleties of non-verbal communication.”
“If it were me, I’d have put you in the hospital wing for that!”
Malfoy clenched his fists as Harry stepped closer, until he was glaring at him close enough to see that his skin was lightly flushed.
“Like I said,” Malfoy said, his voice tightly controlled, “if he had a problem, he wouldn’t have backed down like that. We all know you hate me, you can stop using him as an excuse to fight. If you want to fight, grow a spine and make your move on your own!”
“I’m not using him! How dare—”
“If I had truly crossed a line with anyone since I’ve been here, they’d not hesitate to curse and hex me, or otherwise arrange for my expulsion. I am Death Eater scum, as you love to remind me. I’m not stupid enough go that far with anyone but you.”
“You just mocked Ginny because she’s sad about Fred!”
“And Weasley made it clear, immediately, that I’d crossed a line,” Malfoy hissed, and Harry was now getting rather uncomfortable with how close they were. “He gave me a chance to correct that mistake. And I backed down, because that wasn’t the intention behind what I said. If you don’t think he knew exactly what he was doing, then you’re an utter fool.”
“Oh, and what would you do if I said you crossed a line with me?” Harry asked, feeling annoyingly curious.
Malfoy looked over his face for a moment, and Harry felt even more uncomfortable with their proximity. But he refused to back down.
“I’d enjoy the fight,” Malfoy said, in a low tone that made Harry shiver.
“If you raised a wand or hand to me, you’d be booted out of here regardless of who started it.”
Malfoy smirked slowly. “Only if you told,” he said. “And you’d never tell.”
Please Know That I’m Yours to Keepby pressurerin ★ Summary: hogwarts!au; “Remember how I was making amortentia for my final potions project? Well, Isak ate some. And now…” Even gestured towards the way Isak was currently trying to lick his neck. OR; Even accidentally gives Isak a love potion.
I Guess I’m Floating by overestless Summary: Living with Isak causes Even to discover some of his habits.
all things soft and beautiful and bright by anathema (azirapha1e) Summary: Isak should’ve known it was a bad idea from the second he saw the Pinterest recipe, but - Well. He’s never claimed to be any good at saying no to Even.
So Harry wakes up very early to Draco shifting and then groaning in pain
He opens his eyes and sees Draco’s pained expression as he holds a hand to his bandaged body
“You okay?” Harry mumbles, still sleepy
“I-” Draco takes in a deep breath, in too much pain to finish
“Do you want me to get Madam Pomfrey?” Harry asks, concerned, and brushes some hair out of Draco’s face
Draco just nods, unable to speak
Harry hurries over to Madam Pomfrey and tells her Draco needs her. She grabs everything she needs but then three 3rd years looking extremely ill (from puking pastilles, if Harry had to guess) walked in, making Madam Pomfrey look flustered
“I can do it while you take care of those three if you’d like?” Harry offers. She looks hesitant, but he adds “It’s just disinfecting, healing cream, putting on new bandages, and giving him a pain potion. I’ve been in here enough times to know the procedure…I think I can manage it.”
“Oh, alright. Thank you dear,” she responds. She hands off the materials to Harry and hurries over to the third years
Harry returns to Draco who looks annoyed
“Sorry it took so long. I’m gonna help you because some other people came in that needed her…I hope you don’t mind?”
Draco weakly shakes his head and closes his eyes, trying to will the pain away
Harry slowly helps Draco sit up a bit while Draco whimpers in pain
“I know, I know. I’m so sorry, love. Don’t worry it’ll feel better soon,” Harry soothes…he feels horrible, this is all his fault
Harry gently removes Draco’s bandages and winces at the sight of his cut up body
He lets out a shuddering breath. “God Draco…I’m so sorry I-”
Draco cuts him off with another whimper and shakes his head. “Please just make it better, Potter”
Harry nods and quickly grabs the disinfectant. “This will probably sting,” he warns before slowly spreading it over Draco’s wounds
Draco lets out a sob and writhes in pain, clutching Harry’s arm for support
“Shh..you’re okay Draco. It will make it better I promise.” Harry strokes his hand through Draco’s hair as he finishes
Draco is breathing hard, tears running down his face as he looks up at Harry with a soft expression
“The worst part is over, love. No more pain now okay?” Harry reassures him as he pulls out the healing cream. Draco just nods and tries to calm his breathing
“It’s gonna be cold,” Harry warns again, but this time Draco moans at the coolness on his previously burning wounds once Harry begins to apply it
“See? Feeling better already.” Harry gives him a small smile. He finishes with that and grabs the bandages
“Almost done now, Draco. Just hold still for me for this part, okay?”
Draco just hums in response, now calmed down, and lets Harry quickly cover his body in bandages again
“Alright, last thing. Just for good measure. A pain potion because we can’t have you hurting like that again.” He hands the potion to Draco who quickly swallows it down, wrinkling his nose up at the taste
“You handled everything so well Draco, good job.” Harry reaches down and gently taps Draco’s nose. Draco, who is no longer blinded from everything except his pain, scowls up at Harry
“I’m not a child, Potter,” he grumbles
Harry grins. “I know but I like taking care of you and you’re just so cute, I couldn’t help it,” he teases
Draco pouts and looks away, blushing furiously
Harry laughs loudly and settles down next to Draco in his bed again. “I’m only teasing you, love”
Draco glares in Harry’s direction but won’t meet his eyes, blushing, somehow, even more
“What’s wrong?” Harry asks with a smirk
“You keep calling me love,” he mumbles
“So I’ve never heard you say it to anyone else, so it’s clearly not a name you just toss around”
“Mm…you’re right,” Harry says as he leans over and presses a light kiss to Draco’s forehead
“Potter…” he warns
“Oh I’m sorry, was that not enough?” Harry jokes and before Draco can voice his confusion, Harry grabs his chin and turns Draco’s head towards him so he can gently kiss him on the lips
“Better?” He asks when he pulls away
Harry laughs and carefully pulls Draco into him, the same position from the previous night, where they both drift off to get a few more hours of sleep
‘Hey Hermione are- Wait you smell…really nice,’ Ginny sniffed Hermione’s neck, ‘Oh god, like musk and… and like Har-,’ she cut off and looked to the floor, ‘ You just smell different!’ the girl blushed wildly and finished in a rushed whisper.
Hermione sank further back into her chair, letting a sigh pass her lips,’ I thought it would be gone by now! After four showers!’
‘What should be gone?’
‘Gin, I spilt Amortentia on myself today in Potions, that why I smell like Harr-’
But before the curly haired girl could finish, Ginny had launched herself at her, hands forcing their way over her mouth, muffling Hermione’s voice,’ Okay! Okay! Shut up, I don’t need anyone knowing that I…I,’
‘That you’re infatuated with Harry?’ Ginny shot Hermione a dark look before nodding silently, Hermione carried on, ‘ Doesn’t matter anyway, everyone knows…well everyone but Harry, it’s quite ironic is it not? That he is the-.’
Hermione felt her words dry up in her throat at the look she received from the other girl and dropped her head back down to her book. She felt Ginny stir restlessly next to her and it was beginning to agitate her, Hermione just wanted to relax for a while, after the hectic day she had just experienced.
Turns out that spilling Amortentia on yourself wasn’t exactly fun!
In fact the complete opposite and Hermione began to wonder why someone would create such a potion! Having clans of teenagers chase after you, or crowd around you, all sniffing you like a dog would to a scrap of meat, wasn’t something Hermione revelled in, the only attention she wanted was for getting top marks in all her classes, not that she smelt like what they desired!
After a couple of minutes of silently battling against Ginny, Hermione closed her book and rose to her feet.
‘Look Gin, I’m going to go somewhere else until this wears off or something,’ she sighed, placing the book under her arm and left the dormitory, attempting to avoid as many people as possible, which was slightly hard considering the fact that Hogwarts accommodated just over nine hundred students.
Eventually, after loosing a group of fourth years, Hermione hurried her way to the Library. She would have preferred a nice sofa to sit upon, to comfort her aching back, but considering the situation she was in, she was just going to have to settle for a hard, wooden chair within the Library. She wound her way through the rows of bookshelves, putting as much distance between her and the entrance as possible.
She ended up near the back of the room, somewhere she’d never been and the girl glanced at the collection of books surrounding her, all unread. Her fingers twitched, so gently, to stop the movement, she ran them along the spines of all the novels, eager to pull them all from their rows and begin to devour their knowledge.
Just as she wrapped a nimble finger around the spine of a dark, old book, someone behind her cleared their throat, intruding on her privacy. Startled at the sudden and loud noise, Hermione dropped the book she was holding and it fell to the floor with a dull thud! Hermione spun, prepared to angrily hiss at her intruder, but was shocked to see the red haired boy in front of her.
He was the very last person she would ever expect to see in a Library. Hermione had thought for years that if he were to ever step within one, the whole place would explode in flames and crumble and fall.
‘Hullo Granger,’ Fred Weasley grinned bashfully at her, his hair ruffled and messy, ‘Fancy seeing you here,’
Hermione rolled her eyes and reached for her fallen books, the last thing she wanted…no needed right now was being mocked by one of the Weasley twins. Especially Fred, who seemed to have a knack for making Hermione’s heart flutter.
‘Not now Fred…seriously, I’ve had a terrible day and…No! Don’t come any closer!’ Hermione rushed, her cheeks flaming. She really didn’t fancy knowing what Fred desired scent was, nor how he would act when he got a whiff of it.
But the Twin’s grin only grew, ‘ ‘Mione, if I don’t obey rules, what makes you think I’ll listen to you…but since you pleaded, not the first girl to plead at me for something if I do say, I’ll stay here,’ he winked and pressed his back against a shelf. Hermione scoffed at his confidence which never seemed to end.
‘Say,’ Fred began,’ I never said that I was Fred, how did you know it was me?’
Hermione’s cheeks couldn’t get any redder. The thing was, Hermione was one of the few people that were able to tell the Twins apart. Fred was slightly more handsome, his hair somewhat darker than George’s, his freckles were more gathered and he had a faint scar right above his lip from a prank that went wrong…but what gave him away the most was the way he spoke to Hermione.
George’s voice would remain the same. Joking and mischievous. But Fred’s…it would lose the put on charm and danger and become huskier, deeper and it would send shivers down Hermione’s spine. She wished he would talk like that all the time, but it only ever went like when they were alone and Hermione was convinced he only did it to annoy her.
She’d almost forgotten she hadn’t answered his question and blurted, ‘You have subtle differences,’
‘Yeah, most would miss them because they…,’ Hermione stopped, trembling.
‘If I am correct, and of course, if I am not, please do tell me I’m wrong,’ Fred smirked, straightening up, ‘But subtle means small, almost unnoticeable, so one would,’ he paused, approaching slowly,’ so one would have to study me to notice these differences,’
Hermione crept back slowly,’ Don’t flatter yourself Fredrick Weasley! The world doesn’t revolve around you!’
‘ Then how did you notice them then?’
‘I..I..I’ve known you for many years, it makes sense that I’d pick up on them!’ but when the words left her mouth, the whole statement sounded more like a question and Hermione mentally kicked herself. It was times like this she wished she was in Slytherin, so she could be a convincing liar!
It seemed that Fred has also picked up on her uncertainty and through his head back, laughing, ‘ ‘Mione, even my mother struggles to know who’s who,’
‘Well…I am the brightest witch of our age, I’m bound to know. Wait, that sounds like I’m insulting Molly, I am not, I’m sure Mrs Weasley is intelligent and smart, I was simply trying to-’ her ramble was cut short by a wave of Fred’s hand.
‘No offence, but shut up,’ he whispered, ‘We are in a Library after all, you have to be quiet, I’d thought you of all people would know that!’
Hermione licked her suddenly dry lips,’ What are you doing in a Library, its a sight for sore eyes,’
‘I do visit this place often…but secretly, can’t have my reputation being damaged,’
‘Oh no,’ Hermione mocked, grinning.
‘Yes oh no!’ Fred smirked,’ What would all my fan girls think if they knew that I, Fred Weasley, the hot, brave, prankster, was a visitor to the Library?’
‘That you cared for your education,’
‘Ah but that’s the thing…I don’t’ he smiled and came closer. Hermione tried to move, but she stuck between a bookshelf and Fred. Merlin, she thought.
‘Please, Fred, I’m serious, stay there and don’t come any closer or smell me or anything, hold your nose or something,’ Hermione babbled, pressing herself roughly against the wood behind her, wishing she could sink into it.
But one glance into Fred’s eyes told her he wasn’t going to listen to her. His irises pulsed with a mischievous glint as he tilted his head, raising an eyebrow. Of all the times he’d made Hermione flustered, this was most confusing so far.
‘Have you been spending too much time with Ron and his smell has started to rub off on you,’ Fred joked,’Because that would be terrible,’
‘No! Don’t be absurd and Ron doesn’t smell tha-,’
But before Hermione could finish her sentence, Fred took a long stride and was standing right in front of her. Her nose was almost brushing off of his chest and he could feel her warm breath. Hermione groaned inwardly, not prepared for what was going to happen next.
‘Nope, I was wrong, you don’t smell any different,’
Hermione felt her mouth drop open and her heart explode against her rib cage. Doesn’t smell any different…but that..thats. Amortentia was the strongest Love Potion, there’s no way Fred could be ignoring it. So that means…
‘Hermione, close your mouth, you’ll catch flies,’ Fred laughed, his fingers grazing Hermione’s cheeks,making her heart beat dangerously irregular.
‘F-Fred…I,’ she stopped and gulped, looking into his dark brown eyes and drowning in their intensity,’ Today in Potions I…I spilt Amortentia all over myself and…’
Fred tensed up,’ What? Amortentia…’
‘Its a love potion and-’
‘I know what it is ‘Mione,’ he snapped and then sighed,’Sorry…I just, I didn’t really expect… to tell you like this,’ he ended in a light chuckle.
The whole Library seemed to fade away, all the colours merging into each other and all that Hermione’s eyes could latch themselves upon were Fred. The way his trimmed hair skimmed his eyebrows, the way his eyes seemed to bore into her soul, making her feel exposed. How broad and muscular his shoulders were, how he smelt of woods and smoke. How her body hummed to be closer to his.
Hermione felt herself tremble under his gaze, her legs threatening to give way. Fred sighed, a small, shy smile on his lips as he cupped her cheeks, thumbs brushing against her skin, sending tingles throughout her body. She leaned into him.
‘Gra-No, Hermione, I…there’s so many things I wanna…But I can’t and it’s hard to and,’ Fred stop abruptly and swooped down. His lips pressed against Hermione’s lips and she froze but after a few seconds, she moved hers against his.
She’d been kissed once before by Krum, but his kiss was wet and rushed and rough, nothing like this. Fred’s touch was soft, his lips soothing over hers and moved slowly with passion that drew a moan out of her. At the sound, Fred grinned and pulled Hermione closer, dropping his hands from her cheeks to her waist. They only brought apart for air and when they did, Hermione rested her head against Fred’s chest.
He chuckled,’ What I meant to say was…that I like you,’
‘Really? I didn’t know,’
‘Don’t mock me! That was a hard thing to do!’
Hermione smiled, ‘Well I’m glad you told me because I guess I like you,’
‘Fine,’ she laughed, looking up at him,’ Fred Weasley, I, Hermione Granger, like you,’
If Fred’s grin could get any bigger, Hermione would have been scared. He reached for her hand and gave it a little squeeze.
‘The bookworm and the prankster,’ he said,’ An unlikely pair,’ Hermione nodded and Fred leaned down again, pressing a chaste kiss to her swollen lips,’You smell amazing by the way,’
Summary: This is just the Yule Ball, so Jungkook shouldn’t be that nervous, right? / In which Jungkook tries to ask you to the infamous Yule Ball and, well… Genre: Fluff/Humor, Harry Potter!AU Word Count: 6,223 Author’s Note: I’ve been meaning to write this for a super long time after finding some short drabbles in my drive, rereading @jungkxook’s Amortentia for the umpteenth time, and just having an everlasting love for Harry Potter. Also, Fantastic Beasts and Where To Find Them is coming out soon and I cannot handle it.
Jungkook’s relationship with you could be documented by a series of self-inflicted, awkward moments—courtesy of Jeon Jungkook himself. To be fair, it’s not exactly your fault he could never get through anything involving you without tripping over something, stumbling into something, crashing against something or just doing something in front of you that constantly contradicted the cool, smug, collected facade he had spent years trying to build and maintain.
The worst part of it all is that the nerves that gathered together at the mere thought of you is not something he could take out of his system by dating other girls—the gender isn’t the problem. It’s just you.
God, the journey of insanity and embarrassment he’s had to go through because of you—and you don’t have the slightest clue.
Sometimes I think about, and then cry about, Sirius sitting in his room with the mirror next to him all day just waiting for Harry to pick it up to talk to him because he’s so lonely. Like he told Harry he was giving him the mirror in case he had any problems w/ Snape but really it was just so that he could have someone that he knows loves him to talk to bc being in Grimmauld just brings back all the memories of his horrible family and he’s just so alone wtf
((OOC: Part 1 can be read here. Also, this one gets a little shady folks, small warning it’s Bella, she’s shady by default, no?))
Lady Luck (All Mine)
The Cygnus Black household. Drawing room, a little later on.
Cissy has been flitting around like a glittering social butterfly, helped by the Felix Felicis . Bella, surprisingly, is alone - this is not her element these days. Finally, her younger sister comes back over to her.
this was requested by @jaeminnana kghjg im sorry if this isnt as good im writing this to get over my writers block for the other hogwarts au’s ghjkjfjh
-so -na jaemin -yaLL met first year on Platform 9¾ -ur parents were both v important in the wizarding world -so yall got introduced to eachother -he thought u were rly pretty aww -but u werent intrested in boys yet ;) -so yall got on the hogwarts express -and he wouldnt stop talking to you??? -u got so annoyed omfg -‘can u pls shut u p omfg’ -'no. so i was about to fight this rabbit and-’ -so u turned urself to the window and just looked outside -u got so absorbed in your thoughts that u kinda forgot about jaemin lmao -and u lowkey fell asleep -after like 35 minutes jaemin realised u fell asleep -and he thought u looked so fucking cute omG -when yall arrived at hogwarts he woke u up and he was a lil shy?? -so u got ur stuff and just balasted off to somewhere -and that lowkey made him sad - *time skip to the sorting ceremony* -u were getting so nervous jfc -and then it was ur turn ;) -u sat on the chair and the sorting hat got placed on your head -after like a solid 17 seconds it yelled 'slytherin’ -you ran to the slytherin table and some student gave you a hug including taeyong -and then it was nana’s turn -u were just talking to a fellow slytherin -but u heard the sorting hat scream slytherin -so u obvsly looked up cos,,,,,,,, -and u saw jaemin run towards the table lmao -'o hEcc’ -*lets do a skip of 2 years yes?* -aight so -jaemin has an even bigger crush on u now -hes not subtle about it -'hey y/n lets go on a date today’ -'no’ -'cmon, i know u like me~~’ -'now thats were ur wrong’ -bc u love him k -you just dont wanna admit it?? -lowkey bc its kinda funny to have him all wrapped around your finger -highkey bc you just dont wanna admit defeat?? -is that anglish idk fukc o f f -ur friends were getting pressed -,,,,,,,,,,,they just wanted u two get the fuck together??? -like gdi -they see u giving nana those heart eyes -you’ll never admit that tho -anyways -jaemin as a student -ok so,,,,,,,,girls defo have crushes on him -if u dont u lie -hes a good student tho!! -all the teachers love him -except snape but he can suck my crippled ass -hes a lil cocky -but when he does smth wrong -he gets a teeny tiny bit shy about it -its so cute got2go -aight now lets move on to the ~juicy~ part of the story ;) -if ya know what i mean;););) -not like that you fucking nasty -ok no but it was a normal day lmao -yall had potions now -u were highkey excited bc it was ur fav class -u sat next ur bestfriend -yall were just chillin -until the proffesor spoke -'ok im gonna assign pairs for this project’ -ur head shot up and u were praying to get paired up with ur bestie -'valentine and renjun’ -'yarra and jeno’ -'anouk and donghyuck’ yes i just fucking went there fight me -'y/n and jaemin’ -did u shit ur pants? -the answer is yes -so u got up and walked to his desk -he was grinning at you -'hello y/n~’ -'hi’ -ok every1 sat w their partners -the teach decided to speak up -'aighty we’re gonna make Amortentia today; now Amortentia is the most powerful love potion in the world. It is distinctive for its mother-of-pearl sheen, and steam rises from the potion in spirals. Amortentia smells different to each person, according to what attracts them, so here are the instructions-’ -you tried not to roll ur eyes -emphasis on 'tried’ -yall started doing what the professor told u to do -'jfc how much cologne did u use today’ ~u -'like you’re the one to talk i can smell ur shampoo from here!’ ~nana -lmao the professor started walking around checking on how everyone was doing -he stopped at yours and nana’s desk and looked at what yall were doing for awhile -'okidoki looks like you two are done’ -'wait wat’ -'you two are done! now tell the class what you smell’ -u try to smell it but -gdi nana’s cologne is overpowering -idk anglish sosry -’……professor i dont smell anything, the smell of jaemin’s cologne is overpowering’ -'oh,,,,,,then jaemin what about you? tell the class what you smell’ -'idk,,,,,,,all i can smell is y/n’s shampoo’ -'oh ;)’ -'so did we do smth wron-’ -'are yaLL SERIOUSLY THIS CLUELESS??’ ~donghyuck, probably -the professor just winks at you and then walks to donghyuck’s desk to throw some hands -'whats he on abo-’ -'you’re my Amortentia’ -'im your wot’ -you just sit there like
-'lets talk about it after class’ -u just nod -bc -waht in tarnation ?? -so class is over and u just kinda scurry to the common room -1. bc u lowkey highkey wanna talk w jaemin -2. u just needed2scream into a pillow real quick -so u did -who can blame u tho -after like 5.42 minutes -yes u were counting -jaemin finally arrived in the common room -and he akwardly sat next to you -it took him like 3 minutes to speak the fuck up -gdi -'you’re my amortentia…………….’ -'no shit,,,,,,,,,,,,,’ -'but im also your amortentia ;););)’ -'jaemin get out’ -'ok but,,,,,,,,,,,if im your amortentia,,,that means u like me right?’ -o boi u were rdy to balast -so,,,,,,,,do u like me?’ -he has such a sweet lil smile on his face kjfkjdfkgj -'uhhhhhhhhhh,,,,,,, yeah i guess…………..’ -'hmmm~ so will you finally be my girlfrie- wait are u actually blushing’ -yes u were omg im yell -thats probably the first time uve ever blushed in your life woah -'yes’ -'yes what? lol wys y/n’ -le sigh -'yes,, i’ll finally be ur girlfriend,,’ -'ok coolio !! i have to go now, ill see u tomorrow!^^’ -u just nod and he walks to his room -as soon as he arrived he started screeching at everything -bc you were like an angel in his eyes??? and he wanted to protect u??? - yiKes im emo -*time skip to a few months into dating le na jaemin* -yall were so cute -every1 wanted to choke -yall r like a power couple or smth -like,,,,,,how do i explain this;; -the couple that cheers alot for eachother but thru little gestures that they think only they know about but everyone around them knows and its sickeningly cute -yea thats u n jaemin -he also wants to show u off all the time gdi -i see u being a lil shy/akward in the relationship,, like i dont think ur that into pda -but nana’s such a hopeless romantic fight me on this one -and u just cant say no??to that smile?? -gdi my heart rip in pieces -yall probably have cuddling sessions everyday awawaww -jesus fuck this already so long and i havent even done the first kiss part yet oml -aight so first kiss yesyes yall still alive n good -it probably happened in the great hall -and nana got his ass beat afterwards -like it was just casually dinner -and u n your #clique (aka; u, nana, chenle, donghyuck and ur bessfrien) -it was all good n well -yall were laughing n shit -bc chenle was imitating a dolphin but honestly when is he not -so u had a lil bit of food on the corner of your mouth -and jaemin was like ’;););););););););)nows my chance binchies’ -he didnt want to fully kiss u on the lips -he just wanted to make u blush n tease u -but gdi -u turned around just when he was about to kiss u -and kboom!!!!! -woah -waht is cool??! -who is he??! -what is life??! -and he just pulled back and he was internally screaming -oh believe me u were internally dying -*chenle screaching in the background* -'that was disgusting im trying to e a t’ ~hyuck -'hoE stfu we all know who u been kissin’ ~chenle listen its 12am let me give myself some credits k -@viv u better appreciate me for this smh -it was so akward after that im cryyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy -awawawaww vnvbnofiogfig -he prolly pecks ur lips alot to shut the fuck up tho -o dw its vice versa aSF -like gdi does he ever shut up? -no. -yikes yall -yall prolly hug alot -n do that aesthetic couple shit together -fucc this is making me a mess -i think im gon end it hear cos,,,,,gdi this got l o n g -anyways i hope yall liked it :’) yEET
Some point during Harry’s fourth year, I imagine him writing to Sirius and ending it with something like “Hope all is well. Love you! -Harry” and Harry doesn’t really think anything of it because he does love Sirius and he’s the closest thing to family that he has. Of course there are the Weasleys, but Sirius is Harry’s. He’s his godfather and no one else’s. But then Sirius gets the letter and he’s just taken aback for a moment because Harry, his best friend’s son, his godson, said he loves him. Just like the rest of the Potter family always did and just like his own family never did. And Sirius tears up a little bit because he loves Harry so much and he means the world to him. He writes back immediately telling him that everything is fine, great actually, and that he hopes Harry is happy and of course ends it saying “Love you too. -Sirius”.
Say “Hi!”: Hello, I’m Zury Phoenix Salvatore, nice to meet you~
What house did you get sorted into: Slytherin and I’m proud to be one of them
Are you a muggleborn, an half-blood or a pureblood: I’m a half-blood, my father is a wizard and my mother is a muggle.
Of which elements your wand is made: Aspen wood with a Phoenix feather core 12 ¾" and Surprisingly Swishy flexibility
Aspen: Wand-quality aspen wood is white and fine-grained, and highly prized by all wand-makers for its stylish resemblance to ivory and its usually outstanding charmwork. The proper owner of the aspen wand is often an accomplished duellist, or destined to be so, for the aspen wand is one of those particularly suited to martial magic. An infamous and secretive eighteenth-century duelling club, which called itself The Silver Spears, was reputed to admit only those who owned aspen wands. In my experience, aspen wand owners are generally strong-minded and determined, more likely than most to be attracted by quests and new orders; this is a wand for revolutionaries
Phoenix: This is the rarest core type. Phoenix feathers are capable of the greatest range of magic, though they may take longer than either unicorn or dragon cores to reveal this. They show the most initiative, sometimes acting of their own accord, a quality that many witches and wizards dislike. Phoenix feather wands are always the pickiest when it comes to potential owners, for the creature from which they are taken is one of the most independent and detached in the world. These wands are the hardest to tame and to personalise, and their allegiance is usually hard won.
What pet do you have (owl, cat, toad): I have Snowy Owl called Dazzle
What is your favourite class: Dark Arts and Defence Against the Dark Arts, but since they are not existing anymore in Hogwarts I’m self-tutoring it. Other than that I’m interested in Potions, Astronomy and Study of Ancient Runes.
What is your patronous: White Swan
You are in any extra curricular activites (quidditch, dueling club, herbology club, potions club, gobstones club, chess club, Lumaclub…): Dueling and Potions Club, my two field of interest~
You are or will be a prefect/headgirl/captain of the quidditch team/ecc: I would love to become one of Dueling Club’s leaders one day
Do you have any special ability (parseltongue, divination ability…): I’m a parselmouth, spell inventor, legilimen and occlumen
You are a troublemaker, the first of your class, both, the one who blows things: Eventhough I’m really good at my classes I can called as a troublemaker, I love messing with people.
Do you often get detention: No? I cant say I dont get into detention tho
What do you want to do after Hogwarts: I would love to travel a bit, learn or crate new spells and go great guns
Would you participate in the Triwizard Tournament (without Voldemort and Harry Potter of course): Definitely, I love demonstrating and challenging myself
Your favourite teacher: Severus Snape, I admire his wisdom in dark magic
Your favourite fantastic beast: Phoenix ♥
Your favourite spell: Cascading Jinx, Cracker Jinx and Crinus Muto, I love playing with my hair~
What would Amortentia smell for you: Rain, Jasmin, Lavender and burning wood