OOH I have two of this. You ask then you shall receive cupcakes, this is also for the anon who wanted the Prank
“Where is he?” winced Remus, his deep scars still oozing blood even though Madame Pomfrey had done miracles, they hadn’t stopped bleeding because Remus wouldn’t keep still. “James, where is Sirius?”
“He is, uh,” babbled James looking at Peter to help him somehow. “He is in detention.”
“Sirius wouldn’t have detention the day after a full moon Prongs,” scolded Remus as he tried to sit up straight. “You are a terrible liar. Peter tell me where he is.”
“I can’t Moony, I’m sorry,” replied the short boy without looking into his eyes. “I just… you should focus on healing.”
“What happened that made you guys fuck up so royally?” Remus gestured to his scars slowly. “You guys were late but I saw the door open. What happened?”
James and Peter both looked out of the window to avoid Remus’ questioning eyes.
“I hurt him, didn’t I?” he whispered guiltily. “I hurt Sirius. I know this was a bad–”
“No,” shouted James. “No, you didn’t hurt him Remus. Jesus, not everything is your fault. Sirius is not perfect and this time he hurt you.”
“What, Wormy?” hissed James as he run his hands through his messy and damp hair. “It’s easier than trying to lie.”
“James, bring Sirius here.”
“Prongs, I’m begging you bring him here.”
“I WON’T!” yelled James suddenly, making Peter jump a little. “He is not allowed anywhere near you until you let him.”
“I want him.”
“Remus, mate,” began Peter taking a deep breath that seemed to trouble him. “You should listen to Jamie this time, please.”
“You can’t keep me from seeing Sirius.”
“I can if he almost made a murderer out of you,” shot back James without thinking and Peter let go of the breath he had been holding in for too long.
Remus went as white as the wall behind him, his hands were now fists and his eyes were fixed on ceiling.
“He sent Severus to the Shrieking Shack,” mumbled Peter. “Snape was the one who opened the door just before your transformation started.”
“I got there just in time to pull him back but…”
“He k-knows,” stuttered Remus as tear slowly made his way down his cheek. “Sirius told him to–”
“Dumbledore made Severus swear he won’t tell anyone,” interrupted Peter thinking that it would help the poor boy feel a bit better.
“Like that makes it better,” growled Remus in reply and he let out a small whine as the deep wound on his back burned.
“Apparently,” started James, he knew no explanation would have made this any better but he just couldn’t help it. He had been protecting Sirius since they were eleven, it was habit by now. “He insulted you and Sirius challenged him to go what was wrong with you for himself and he did.”
“I want him to come here and tell this to me himself,” ordered Remus, he wasn’t looking his friends but his voice was determined. “He will look me in the eye and explain to me how he betrayed me.”
It was this one thing that Sirius had to keep to himself, not to tell anybody else and he had gone ahead and told it to the one person Remus feared the most. The one person he trusted the most, the one person who he had trusted with everything he had. Remus would never be the same again.
][ So, I forgotten I had stuck this (and other) rambling post-play, 2am-keyboard-slam in my drafts, but well, here it is ][
He made some strong choices with Scorpius Malfoy and I was so excited and charmed by it that I don’t even have the words. The high/loud/nasally/excitable/whiny voice?
I spent the first 10 minutes of the show hating that voice, and the next rest of my life loving it. Draco Malfoy was always Extra, but his having a son who is so incalculably awkward and excitable is perfection.
And Sam Clemmett- you did your job almost too well. The young angst was physically painful to watch and I admit that I was 90% on Harry’s side when he shouted that he sometimes wished Albus wasn’t his son. He’s a Tough. Kid.
When I saw all the online disappointment about Socpius and Albus not being a couple in the play I thought it was strictly a Fanon thing? A dearly held hope that some people were upset about- maybe similar to Harmony shippers?
Scorbus is in in the play. You don’t have to change, twist, or add anything. The script tells you they are in love. The chemistry between actors tell you they are in love. The staging tells you they are in love.
Two Hogwarts staircases slowly circling around one another before finally, slowly, bringing the two boys together at the top? I was 100% convinced they were going to kiss, even having been told that they wouldn’t.
It’s just there.
Every time they dance uncomfortably around whether or not they are allowed to hug. There is a loooong scene with zero dialogue- just soft music playing and these two boys moping miserably around Hogwarts being absolutely inconsolable after they’ve been told they aren’t allowed to see one another any more.
Even the odd little “omg I love Rose Weasley” moments didn’t bother me because they absolutely came off as a 14 year old boy who hasn’t quite figured things out yet.
Okay so was I watching Order of the Phoenix again last night and idk why but I started paying a lot of attention to Draco, especially on the scene on Umbridge’s office after Fred and George explode the fireworks
Here he is all happy like “hehe Harry’s getting screwed”, as usual,but THEN
Umbridge slaps Harry and he’s like WHAT THE FUCK-
And then he has this look on his face like “wow I was just in for some light bullying but what the hell is this you old frog” (while the other slytherins in the room don’t even flinch or give a fuck about anything really)
And then right after that, they are interrupted by Snape and Draco goes back to smiling like “oh…yeah…I’m supposed to be finding this super fun”
Now, leaving all my drarry shipping aside, it’s just really freaking brilliant the way Tom Felton portrayed Draco, and I feel like he understands the character so deeply. He portrays all of these mixed, confused emotions Draco feels, and how his image in front of others is important for him, how despite looking confident and cool inside he’s just utterly scared. Even when the scene isn’t about him he’s giving all this out. I love Tom and this saga so much.
Rereading Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix: Chapter Thirty-Five - Beyond the Veil
i am the opposite of ready for this.
(EDIT: sorry this is so long, i just have a lot of feelings OK)
- ok EW bellatrix is talking to harry in a baby voice and just… gag me
“Oh, you don’t know Potter as I do, Bellatrix,” said Malfoy softly. “He has a great weakness for heroics”
i meeeeeaaaan…. he aint wrong.
But the Death Eaters did not strike. “Hand over the prophecy and no one need get hurt,” said Malfoy coolly.
yall know lucius is just like ‘get me the FUQ outta here so i can go home to my family plz. lets not make this a thing’
- lol harry is being so casual rn, just trying to stall, asking questions about the prophecy and like, the death eaters are actually answering him??? wuts going on
“You dare speak his name with you unworthy lips, you dare besmirch it with you half-blood’s tongue, you dare-” “Did you know he’s a half-blood too?” said Harry recklessly. Hermione gave a little moan in his ear. “Voldemort? Yeah, his mother was a witch, but his dad was a Muggle - or has he been telling you lot he’s pureblood?”
JFC HARRY NOW IS NOT THE TIME FOR YOUR SAVAGERY
- damn what a waste for them to smash all the prophecies like??? those could have been important???
A baby’s head now sat grotesquely on top of the thick, muscled neck of the Death Eater as he struggled to get up again.
WHAT THE ACTUAL FUQ
Harry raised his wand but to his amazement Hermione seized his arm. “You can’t hurt a baby!”
UM HERMIONE I THINK IN THIS SITUATION IT IS PERFECTLY REASONABLE TO HURT A BABY
- OK shit is going BANANAS - hermione just got hit with some purple fire spell that made her pass out, neville just got kicked in the face REAL hard, ginny, luna, and ron are missing… like…i cant handle this rn
He had one hand on Hermione’s shoulder, which was still warm, yet did not dare to look at her properly. Don’t let her be dead, don’t let her be dead, it’s my fault if she’s dead…
ugh. BUT COULD YOU IMAGINE? if hermione died in the 5th book, harry might as well have just given up. like theres no point continuing without hermione
- ok we found the rest of the gang but ron is high as fuq and ginny broke her ankle… SO WE WERE KIND OF BETTER OFF WITHOUT THEM TBH
“Harry, we saw Uranus up close!” said Ron, still giggling feebly. “Get it, Harry? We saw Uranus - ha ha ha -”
NOW IS NOT THE TIME FOR JOKES RONALD
“RON, NO!” Harry did not know what would happen if Ron touched the tentacles of thought now flying behind the brain, but he was sure it would not be anything good. He darted forward but Ron had already caught the brain in his outstretched hands. The moment they made contact with his skin, the tentacles began wrapping themselves around Ron’s arms like ropes. “Harry, look what’s happen - no - no, I don’t like it - no, stop - stop -”
MY BABY!!!! jfc this is such a shit show I FORGOT
“You see, there are ten of us and only one of you…or hasn’t Dumbledore ever taught you how to count?” “He’s dot alone!” shouted a voice from above them. “He’s still god be!” Harry’s heart sank. Neville was scrambling down the stone benches toward them, Hermione’s wand held fast in his trembling hand.
the truest gryffindor ive ever seen.
“It’s Longbottom, isn’t it?” sneered Lucius Malfoy. “Well, your grandmother is used to losing family members to our cause… Your death will not come as a great shock…” “Longbottom?” repeated Bellatrix, and a truly evil smile lit her gaunt face. “Why, I have had the pleasure of meeting your parents boy…”
OK TOO FUCKING FAR. IM OUT OF HERE. ok im not but STILL that like, reeeeeally hurt.
- they are now crucio-ing neville. its seriously getting hard to read.
Then, high above them, two more doors burst open and five more people sprinted into the room: Sirius, Lupin, Moody, Tonks, and Kingsley.
on one hand im like ‘YES our saviors are here!!!!!!’ but on the other hand its like sirius im begging you. GO BACK HOME
- neville cant talk bc of his bloody nose and mouth so he just STABS A DEATH EATER IN THE EYE WITH HIS WAND. amazing.
Directly above them, framed in the doorway from the Brain Room, stood Albus Dumbledore, his wand aloft, his face white and furious. Harry felt a kind of electric charge surge through every particle of his body - they were saved.
dont mind me, just silently weeping.
And Harry saw the look of mingled fear and surprise on his godfather’s wasted, once-handsome face as he fell through the ancient doorway and disappeared behind the veil, which fluttered for a moment as though in a high wind and then fell back into place. Harry heard Bellatrix Lestrange’s triumphant scream, but knew it meant nothing - Sirius had only just fallen through the archway, he would reappear from the other side any second… But Sirius did not reappear.
But as he reached the ground and sprinted toward the dais, Lupin grabbed Harry around the chest, holding him back. “There’s nothing you can do, Harry -” “Get him, save him, he’s only just gone through!” “It’s too late, Harry -” “We can still reach him -” Harry struggled hard and viciously, but Lupin would not let go… “There’s nothing you can do, Harry…nothing…He’s gone.”
this part has always hit me hard because as much as this hurts harry, think about REMUS. his best friend, who he already lost once and only recently got to have him back in his life. like imagine having to be strong for this young boy while you’re silently dying inside.
basically fuck this shit.
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The following fic is inspired by a question sent into @mysnarkyslytherinsecret about how Severus and Sirius would react if their children fell in love
“Hey, Dad? Do you think I could talk to you for a moment?” Olivia stood in the doorway of her father’s office. His head was hanging over a cauldron, working on a potion that he’s been working on all day.
“Is it important? I’m a little busy,” he said, keeping his eyes on the cauldron.
“Well, I guess not, but…” She started to trail off, making her father look up with a raised eyebrow.
“Out with it, Olivia.”
“I’mdatingcruxblack,” Olivia said as fast as she could.
“What?” Her father asked, now fully standing — all of his attention turned to her.
She sighed, “I’ve been dating Crux Black.”
Severus stared at his daughter like he’s never seen her before. He moved the hair out of his face and tried to think of a good enough reply to her admission.
His daughter is dating a Black? More specifically, Sirius Black’s son?
“Dad, he’s a good guy. I know you’re not exactly a fan of his father, but you should really give Crux a chance and —”
“You’re both only seventeen years old,” he cut her off. “That’s much too young to be in a relationship.”
“No it isn’t and you know that. You’re just saying this because you don’t like the Black’s,” Olivia said as she crossed her arms across her chest.
“And for good reason! They’re nothing but trouble. I do recall Crux exploding his cauldron just to make his friends laugh — following in his father’s footsteps no doubt.”
“Dad,” Olivia whined.
“Oh, Olivia. Stop with your whining,” Severus rolled his eyes.
“I’m sorry, but I just want you to give them a chance. Can you do that for me?”
“I can’t say I’m happy about you dating a Black, but for now I’ll allow it — with caution,” Severus said, turning back to his cauldron; hoping to forget this conversation ever happened.
“Great! Because Mr. Black invited us over for dinner tomorrow night,” Olivia nervously laughed.
“Come in, come in!” Sirius said as he opened the front door, ushering for Severus and Olivia to come inside. “It’s been a long time, hasn’t it?” He said to Severus.
“You must be the famous Olivia I hear about so often, hmm?” Sirius laughed.
“Yes, sir,” Olivia giggled.
“Please, call me Sirius. My father was the ‘sir’ around here.”
Severus looked to the stairs to see Crux Black making his way down. Severus had to admit that the resemblance was quite uncanny. Even though Severus saw him almost every day, he was still shocked to see that Crux was the spitting image of Sirius when he was a teenager.
“Hey, Crux. You know my father, of course.”
“Nice to see you again, Professor Snape,” Crux extended his hand and Severus took it cautiously.
Olivia looked at her father for some sort of approval, but she knew it was too early in the evening for that.
“Crux, why don’t you show Olivia around?” Sirius suggested. Crux nodded and took Olivia by the hand.
“Fancy a drink, Severus?” Sirius said as he made his way into the living room.
He watched Sirius pour them both a glass of fire whiskey.
“Karma, huh?” Sirius said as he handed Severus his glass.
“Karma? You know, the fact that we hated each other as kids and now our own kids fancy each other.”
“I guess so…”
“Look, there’s no reason we can’t be civil now, right? At least for our kids,” Sirius took a sip of his drink without taking his eyes off of Severus.
“This is civil — is it not?” Severus said defensively.
“Right,” Sirius smirked.
Olivia and Crux came into the living room, Olivia giggling at something Crux must have said. Severus watched his daughter closely. She seemed very comfortable with the Black’s — which made Severus nervous, he had to admit.
Olivia thought the dinner went rather smoothly. Her father stayed calm — even when Crux tried using magic to bring their plates into the dining room and instead of placing them on the table, he dropped them everywhere. Olivia could practically hear her father calling him a “dunderhead” in his head.
Olivia wasn’t stupid, she knew the problems Mr. Black and her father had when they were her age. She was like her father in that way — not easily forgiving, but she really liked Crux and wanted their relationship to work; and for it to work, she had to remember that the fight between them wasn’t her fight to fight. They were adults. They could work it out.
And this dinner proved they could. They chatted about Hogwarts stuff, some stuff going on at the Ministry, and other stuff she didn’t bother listening to. By the end of the meal, Olivia was certain that her and Crux could work.
“So what did you think?” Olivia asked when they got home.
“I don’t know Olivia…”
“But everything went great, didn’t it? You didn’t hex Mr. Black into oblivion. That’s a start, right?” Olivia said. Her father laughed.
“I’ll approve…for now.”
Olivia tried suppressing a smile.
“So I guess this is a good time to tell you Crux and I are getting married?”
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