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HP Triad Fest Master List

An act of love

Author: HadrianPeverellBlack

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/HPTriad5/works/54771832

Summary: AU where the war goes on longer. Harry appears on the doorstep of an old friend, asking for help.

Building Bridges

Author: @pookha

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/HPTriad5/works/53607814

Summary: Harry and Hermione have been together since the Tri-Wizard tournament. When Hermione goes back to Hogwarts for 8th year, she falls in love with Pansy Parkinson, who was a spy for her father, Severus Snape. Meanwhile, Harry is in the process of turning 12 Grimmauld Place into 'The Bridges,' a place where everyone is welcome. Harry and Hermione welcome Pansy into their relationship, home and bed.

Clearing

Author: cecilvn

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/HPTriad5/works/54782968

Summary: In the face of Lily's death, James finds healing in familiar faces.

Fates Temporal

Author: aleysiasnape

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/HPTriad5/works/54751654

Summary: The fates were kind to Hermione during summer solstice

Flavours and Expectations

Author: @sailtomarina

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/HPTriad5/works/54319912

Summary: Ernie Macmillan once thought he’d lead the wizarding world into a golden era. That was before he grew up and before he’d resigned himself to a future of running errands for his office like a delivery boy. A chance encounter with a former classmate reminds him that not only can people change, but that they’re also capable of affecting change in others. She’s sexy and confident and everything he’s ever wanted in a lover and for himself.

With Ernie a bit of a mess at work and at heart, the chances of finding love this late in life seem low. Can a saucy chef and the serpent slayer who guards her prove him wrong?

Follow the Pawprints

Author: @lumosatnight

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/HPTriad5/works/54154915

Summary: A man is sitting on the toilet in Victoria Park. Well, he’s also dead, but more importantly, he’s covered in pawprints. Luna and Susan go to poke the body. Cho tries to track down the culprit. You know, normal Tuesday things.

Harry’s Terrible, Awful, No Good, Very Bad Day

Author: Slytherinbabe40

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/HPTriad5/works/54387730

Summary: A terrible day has not-so-terrible consequences.

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Harry hurled his bag in the general direction of his desk and threw himself face down on…a...person?

He exhaled all the air in his lungs and even over the pounding in his ears, he felt the exhale and heard a groan from the man beneath him. His forehead dropped in mortification for a moment before he inhaled, smelling the lemongrass scent that means that Nott’s boyfriend has been around.

Sagging even more, he mumbled into the chest he faceplanted into, “This IS my bed, right?”

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The Imperfect Art Of Taking The Piss As A Love Language

Author: @annanother-thing

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/HPTriad5/works/54718363

Summary: What better way to reveal your possibly very controversial but very happy relationship than just stopping hiding it and betting on which of your friends is the most oblivious and will take the longest to notice?

in the bend of your elbows.

Author: CanYouHearMyFear

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/HPTriad5/works/53482153

Summary: Hari doesn’t feel like he deserves his soulmates but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t have soulmates.

The Missing Mate

Author: ayanadailey

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/HPTriad5/works/53427460

Summary: Regulus can't seem to stay away from the lonely werewolf when he knows his brother is away. It's as if his animagus form is drawn to Remus.

pity the living

Author: @poljupci

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/HPTriad5/works/54032410

Summary: When moving into a new flat, it's normal to check the bedrooms for space, the bathrooms for mould and the kitchen for that indescribable thing that will drive your loved ones in even when nothing is cooking on the stove. Harry, Ron and Hermione, though, should have been much more concerned about the state of their living room because, whether they knew it or not, all of the important bits are going to happen right in the centre of a space they may yet to grow to call their home.

or: a look into the Golden Trio surviving their first year after the end of the War

Show me the constellations in your eyes

Author: cassetteinability

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/HPTriad5/works/53646349

Summary: “I don’t need to look into your eyes to know my brother is fucking dead,” Sirius shouted, and his face was so cold, a futile attempt at hiding his sadness. “You need to leave.”

“I have Regulus’ eyes, don’t you see?” Regulus asked — begged.

“They look…” James began, walking closer to them now. “They look like his, Sirius.”

“They look like a Black’s eyes,” Sirius spat.

James shook his head. “Regulus had these little black flecks at the corners that always reminded me of a constellation… These are the same, Sirius.”

When Regulus is reincarnated, the first thing on his bucket list is to make his way back to the two most important people in his life. For answers and for love.

They are yours, you are theirs, it’s that simple

Author: consumedly

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/HPTriad5/works/54917875

Summary: They make it out like agreeing to live with someone is such a life-altering decision, such an adult thing to do, that when the moment comes you start to doubt yourself. It’s a war and I might only live so much, but do I want to? Do I really? Then someone dies, or someone’s house gets blown up and the only thing you think about is what if it was me? I’d have- they’re so- Why doesn’t in end already?!? And you realize that this big decision is you basically stopping drifting by and taking the reins of your life at least this one time.

The Unexpected

Author: RavenclawGreen28

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/HPTriad5/works/54926353

Summary: “The most beautiful love is the one that’s kept hidden, like a precious secret. A secret love is like a rose, delicate and beautiful, cherished and protected.”

Hermione has to go undercover for a mission because of poisoning and attacking of both wizards and muggles. What was thought to be a simple mission turns into more then bargained for.

The Beautiful Unexpected

Artist: RavenclawGreen28

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/HPTriad5/works/54798061

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Thank you to everyone for taking part in the fest this year and to our Authors for their brilliant works!!!

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HP Triad Fest 2023/4 Anonymous Master List

An act of love

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/HPTriad5/works/54771832

Summary: AU where the war goes on longer. Harry appears on the doorstep of an old friend, asking for help.

Building Bridges

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/HPTriad5/works/53607814

Clearing

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/HPTriad5/works/54782968

Summary: In the face of Lily's death, James finds healing in familiar faces.

Fates Temporal

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/HPTriad5/works/54751654

Summary: The fates were kind to Hermione during summer solstice

Flavours and Expectations

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/HPTriad5/works/54319912

With Ernie a bit of a mess at work and at heart, the chances of finding love this late in life seem low. Can a saucy chef and the serpent slayer who guards her prove him wrong?

Follow the Pawprints

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/HPTriad5/works/54154915

Harry’s Terrible, Awful, No Good, Very Bad Day

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/HPTriad5/works/54387730

Summary: A terrible day has not-so-terrible consequences.

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Harry hurled his bag in the general direction of his desk and threw himself face down on…a...person?

Sagging even more, he mumbled into the chest he faceplanted into, “This IS my bed, right?”

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The Imperfect Art Of Taking The Piss As A Love Language

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/HPTriad5/works/54718363

in the bend of your elbows.

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/HPTriad5/works/53482153

Summary: Hari doesn’t feel like he deserves his soulmates but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t have soulmates.

The Missing Mate

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/HPTriad5/works/53427460

Summary: Regulus can't seem to stay away from the lonely werewolf when he knows his brother is away. It's as if his animagus form is drawn to Remus.

pity the living

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/HPTriad5/works/54032410

or: a look into the Golden Trio surviving their first year after the end of the War

Show me the constellations in your eyes

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/HPTriad5/works/53646349

Summary: “I don’t need to look into your eyes to know my brother is fucking dead,” Sirius shouted, and his face was so cold, a futile attempt at hiding his sadness. “You need to leave.”

“I have Regulus’ eyes, don’t you see?” Regulus asked — begged.

“They look…” James began, walking closer to them now. “They look like his, Sirius.”

“They look like a Black’s eyes,” Sirius spat.

James shook his head. “Regulus had these little black flecks at the corners that always reminded me of a constellation… These are the same, Sirius.”

When Regulus is reincarnated, the first thing on his bucket list is to make his way back to the two most important people in his life. For answers and for love.

They are yours, you are theirs, it’s that simple

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/HPTriad5/works/54917875

The Unexpected

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/HPTriad5/works/54926353

Summary: “The most beautiful love is the one that’s kept hidden, like a precious secret. A secret love is like a rose, delicate and beautiful, cherished and protected.”

Hermione has to go undercover for a mission because of poisoning and attacking of both wizards and muggles. What was thought to be a simple mission turns into more then bargained for.

The Beautiful Unexpected

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/HPTriad5/works/54798061

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pookha · 30 days

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Day Eleven (11)

Title: They are yours, you are theirs, it’s that simple

Medium: Creative Writing

Length: 2k

Rating: Mature

Thruple: Fleur Delacour/Nymphadora Tonks/Bill Weasley

Warnings: None

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Fic Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/HPTriad5/works/54917875

Discord Link: https://discord.gg/xnvYazKBxE

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pookha · 1 month

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Week Two (2) Wrap Up

Day Five

Title: pity the living

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/HPTriad5/works/54032410

or: a look into the Golden Trio surviving their first year after the end of the War

Day Six

Title: Clearing

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/HPTriad5/works/54782968

Summary: In the face of Lily's death, James finds healing in familiar faces.

Day Seven

Title: Flavours and Expectations

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/HPTriad5/works/54319912

With Ernie a bit of a mess at work and at heart, the chances of finding love this late in life seem low. Can a saucy chef and the serpent slayer who guards her prove him wrong?

Day Eight

Title: Harry's Terrible, Awful, No Good, Very Bad Day

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/HPTriad5/works/54387730

Summary: A terrible day has not-so-terrible consequences.

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Harry hurled his bag in the general direction of his desk and threw himself face down on…a...person?

Sagging even more, he mumbled into the chest he faceplanted into, “This IS my bed, right?”

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Title: in the bend of your elbows.

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/HPTriad5/works/53482153

Summary: Hari doesn’t feel like he deserves his soulmates but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t have soulmates.

Day Nine

Title: The Imperfect Art Of Taking The Piss As A Love Language

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/HPTriad5/works/54718363

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pookha · 1 month

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I'm curious. Reblog this if you know how to cook

I don’t even care if it’s macaroni, ramen or those little bowls you stick in the microwave. Please, I need reassurance that most of the population on tumblr WOULDN’T STARVE TO DEATH if their parents couldn’t fix them food or they couldn’t go out to eat.

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pookha · 1 month

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I have seen this for other fandoms and wanted to do a toh vee x masha version

From mashas point of view

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pookha · 1 month

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Week One (1) Wrap Up

Day One

Title: Building Bridges

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/HPTriad5/works/53607814

Day Two

Title: Follow the Pawprints

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/HPTriad5/works/54154915

Title: Fates Temporal

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/HPTriad5/works/54751654

Summary: The fates were kind to Hermione during summer solstice

Day Three

Title: The Missing Mate

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/HPTriad5/works/53427460

Summary: Regulus can't seem to stay away from the lonely werewolf when he knows his brother is away. It's as if his animagus form is drawn to Remus.

Title: An act of love

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/HPTriad5/works/54771832

Summary: AU where the war goes on longer. Harry appears on the doorstep of an old friend, asking for help.

Day Four

Title: Show me the constellations in your eyes

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/HPTriad5/works/53646349

Summary: “I don’t need to look into your eyes to know my brother is fucking dead,” Sirius shouted, and his face was so cold, a futile attempt at hiding his sadness. “You need to leave.”

“I have Regulus’ eyes, don’t you see?” Regulus asked — begged.

“They look…” James began, walking closer to them now. “They look like his, Sirius.”

“They look like a Black’s eyes,” Sirius spat.

James shook his head. “Regulus had these little black flecks at the corners that always reminded me of a constellation… These are the same, Sirius.”

When Regulus is reincarnated, the first thing on his bucket list is to make his way back to the two most important people in his life. For answers and for love.

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Posting will resume on Monday

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pookha · 1 month

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Vee Zine!

Okay so this seems to have gotten some interest, so we made a Discord server for a digital fanzine dedicated to Vee from The Owl House! Things are very much still in the planning stage, but we'd love anyone who's interested to join us ^-^ Joining the server does not represent any commitment to the project. All are welcome!

And some no-pressure tags for people who might be interested! Feel free to tag anyone you know who would be interested. And absolutely ignore this tag if you'd like, just trying to spread the word to the talented creators and Vee lovers I see on my dash, no pressure at all :)

@childlikegoblinqueen @yourlocalbimexican @salamanderspark @allpplareequal @spencethebence @arcaneknight23 @novas-art-place @imhumanguysiswear @claramelo-koala @cheeriofluff

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pookha · 1 month

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Please reblog if you think that “they/them/theirs” is a valid set of pronouns.

this post must be reblogged by everyone

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pookha · 1 month

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Day Three (3)

Title: An act of love

Medium: Creative Writing

Length: 1.1k

Rating: Teen and Up

Thruple: Barty Crouch Jr./Rabastan Lestrange/Harry Potter

Warnings: References to child abuse

Summary: AU where the war goes on longer. Harry appears on the doorstep of an old friend, asking for help.

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Fic Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/54771832#main

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pookha · 1 month

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Day Three (3)

Title: The Missing Mate

Medium: Creative Writing

Length: 1.6k

Rating: Mature

Thruple: Regulus Black/Remus Lupin/James Potter

Warnings: None

Summary: Regulus can't seem to stay away from the lonely werewolf when he knows his brother is away. It's as if his animagus form is drawn to Remus.

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Fic Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/53427460

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pookha · 1 month

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Day Two (2)

Title: Follow the Pawprints

Medium: Creative Writing

Length: 2.4k

Rating: Teen & Up

Thruple: Susan Bones/Cho Chang/Luna Lovegood

Warnings: None

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Fic Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/54154915

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pookha · 1 month

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slytherin/gryffindor pairs are good

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Day Two (2)

Title: Follow the Pawprints

Medium: Creative Writing

Length: 2.4k

Rating: Teen & Up

Thruple: Susan Bones/Cho Chang/Luna Lovegood

Warnings: None

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Day One (1)

Title: Building Bridges

Medium: Creative Writing

Length: 19k words

Rating: Mature

Thruple: Hermione Granger/Pansy Parkinson/Harry Potter

Warnings: none

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Fic Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/53607814/chapters/135702715

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pookha · 2 months

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I can be your friend: Chapter One

Luna finds Pansy visiting the thestrals and discovers that Pansy has no friends at Hogwarts anymore. She vows she can be Pansy's friend and that they'll be friends forever. Luna watches as Pansy finds her strength again.

Notes: I'm not 100% on how long this will be. It will not be novel length for sure, and I anticipate 4 or 5 chapters, but it may stretch to 6. I'm pantsing it a bit more than normal to let it grow organically. This is a genfic, not a ship. There may be background ships like Harry/Ginny, but they will not be important to the arc, so I didn't tag them.

Luna expertly glided across the snow on her skis, keeping her strides crisp and even. She occasionally tried the newer style of ‘skate skiing’ but kept almost pitching over when she did and went back to classic straight line pushing and using her poles. As she approached the clearing where the thestrals should be gathered, she paused. She didn’t hear them clomping around as they normally would when she brought them food. She searched the sky, but had to turn her eyes back down and darken her goggles from the glare on the snow. She scanned the sparse woods on the edge of the Forbidden Forest for threats that might have kept the thestrals away, but didn’t spot any. From experience though, she knew that didn’t mean there weren’t any threats. She silenced her skis and poles, then camouflaged her parka to match the snow before proceeding. When she got to the edge of the clearing, she saw a familiar figure. Pansy Parkinson sat on the snow cross-legged with a thestral foal in her lap; its mother stood nearby, her ears flickering nervously.

Luna watched quietly for a few minutes as Pansy ran her hands over the foal's legs and belly. When she tipped the foal over onto its side, the mare took a step toward her, but Pansy talked to it soothingly.

“It’s all right, I’m just checking him for parasites. There shouldn’t be any with the weather, but you never know. She held up her hand and the mare took another step forward and sniffed. Pansy touched the mare’s muzzle, her hand gently stroking the sensitive skin over the nostrils. The mare chuffed and rubbed her head against Pansy’s hand.

Luna slid into the clearing on her skis. The thestrals that had been hanging back around the edge of the clearing bounded forward, nickering. They couldn’t see or hear her, but they could smell her…and the meat in her pack.

Pansy looked up and her wand sprang to her hand. She slid the foal off her lap and stood. “Who’s there?”

Luna released her camouflage charm and lowered the hood on her parka. She stabbed her poles into the snow and stepped out of her bindings.

“Oh, it’s just you, Lovegood.” Pansy sighed and lowered her wand.

“I usually bring them extra food in the winter.” Luna stripped off her gloves and pinned them to her sleeves. She opened her pack and took out several gobbets of raw meat. The meat steamed in the crisp, cold air and the thestrals stepped toward her eagerly. She touched each of them and greeted them by name.

“Thanatos. Persephone. Kali. Anubis…” They all had names related to death and they each stepped forward in turn to take a chunk of the meat delicately from her hands. Luna never flinched, even when their jaws came close to her hands. When she was done and the thestrals were tearing at their meat, she turned back to Pansy. The foal stood next to Pansy. He’d taken a piece of tender liver from his mother and was shredding it then gobbling it down.

“I’ve never seen you here before.” Luna sat next to Pansy. The foal sniffed at her and her empty pack before turning back to his food.

“I come here sometimes to relax. They make me feel better.” Pansy sighed and started to stand. “I’ll go.”

“Why?” Luna asked, tilting her head and putting her hand on Pansy’s elbow.

“Why what?”

“Why go?”

“I’m intruding. I can see they know you. You must come here all the time.” Pansy tried to finish standing, but Luna tugged her back down.

“You’re not intruding. I can see they like you, too. Kali is very protective of Hades.” Luna pointed at the mare and her foal in turn. “If she accepts you, then you’re okay.”

Pansy sat back down and the silence stretched. Luna saw Pansy squinting against the glare and duplicated her smoked-glass goggles. When she handed the copy to Pansy, Pansy took them and turned them over and over in her hands before she put them on.

“I’ve been coming here since my second year. Before I had friends, I had the thestrals. I could always see them, you know.” Luna scratched the foal's withers and he stretched up like a cat so she could scratch him better.

“Could you? I’m both jealous and sorry. I couldn’t see them until this year. I wish I could have always seen them without having to see someone die.” She paused and then said softly, “they’re beautiful.”

Luna smiled. “They are. Most people that can see them don’t call them beautiful, but they really are. They’re also just as intelligent as hippogriffs and equally as proud.”

“I would love to fly on one,” Pansy said and laid back in the snow.

“Thanatos will let you ride him, and I can ride Persephone.” Luna pointed at a large stallion on the edge of the group. When she said his name, he approached her eagerly. She held up her hand and let him sniff them.

Pansy sat back up.

“He will?” She held out her hand like Luna had and Thanatos pushed against it and let her scratch his ears.

Luna made a clucking noise and Thanatos knelt. “You have to put your feet just there behind the wing joint and you’ll have to hold on tightly to his mane. Do you want me to give your gloves a gripping Charm?”

Pansy nodded and mounted. Luna pulled her wand and charmed Pansy’s gloves. They seemed to grip Thanatos’s mane of their own volition. When she was mounted, Thanatos stood. Luna called Persephone over and leapt lightly onto her back with practised ease. She gripped Persesphone’s mane with her bare hands. When she whistled, they both flapped their wings and took off.

“When we really get going, we won’t be able to talk!” Luna shouted over the already shrieking wind. “I’ll guide them with whistles and I can teach you how later.”

Pansy gulped just once, then nodded.

Luna whistled sharply and the thestrals flew off toward the castle, the sun at their back. Hogwarts sparkled with snow and ice. A few students on the ground exclaimed as Pansy and Luna flew over them. Some of them could obviously see the thestrals and others couldn’t. Luna turned at a noise from Pansy that carried even over the wind. At first she thought Pansy was screaming, but it was just a joyful, “Whoop!”

The thestrals circled the castle twice, gaining speed each time, faster even than a hippogriff. On the second circuit a figure in Gryffindor Quidditch robes joined them on a broom. Even with his goggles on and hood up Luna could tell from the way he gripped the broom that it was Harry and she nodded at him. He nodded back and sped forward. The thestrals immediately caught up to him and when Luna whistled an ascending scale, they sped off, leaving Harry behind. She watched Pansy and saw Pansy’s shoulders hunch, even under her parka. Luna whistled a descending scale and the thestrals slowed. Pansy’s shoulders relaxed. Soon they were back at the clearing and the thestrals landed gently. Luna jumped off hers and helped Pansy down before she tumbled off. She had to prise Pansy’s fingers from Thanatos’s mane and Luna couldn’t tell if she’d overdone the gripping Charm or if Pansy’s fingers were just cramped.

“I—that was…terrifying and amazing and I loved it.” Pansy’s voice was awed. She lifted her clawed hands to her goggles and pushed them up. Her eyes were wide, dilated too much for the bright snow and she winced.

“Yeah. Did you know we flew all the way to London on them once?” Luna said and Pansy stared at her in disbelief.

“Really?”

Luna looked up at Harry passing over them on his broom. He circled and waved. The thestrals eyes him warily, Thanatos’s leg muscles bunched as he prepared to fly at Harry to protect his herd.

“It’s okay, Thanatos.” Luna patted him and he jerked his head toward her, mouth open and teeth bared. He snapped them shut, cast one last baleful glance at Harry, then nudged Persephone with his huge head. A moment later all the thestrals had slipped into the woods and disappeared. Harry waved one last time and flew off toward the Quidditch Pitch.

“Harry’s mad to be out practising now in this weather.” Pansy laughed.

“What are we then, to be out flying in this weather?” Luna smiled.

“Mad also.” Pansy turned to Luna. “How did you deal with it for so long? Being called Loony and not having any friends?”

Luna looked down at her hands, clenched and unclenched them. “I just… got on with it. Ginny was always nice to me, but really until Harry, you’re right; I didn’t have any real friends. I just kept being myself. I knew that someday, someone would be my friend, see me for who I was.” She sighed in a long exhalation.

“I thought I had friends, but I guess I didn’t.” Pansy’s voice choked and Luna looked up at her. Tears streamed down her red, wind-burned cheek. She wiped at them absently and sniffled. “No one in Slytherin will talk to me and the students from the other houses actively shun me. I don’t know if I can go on like this.”

“I can be your friend,” Luna said and reached over to wipe a tear from Pansy’s cheek. Pansy didn’t flinch away. She grabbed Luna’s hand as she looked her in the eyes.

“Just like that? You could be my friend, just like that?” Pansy gripped Luna’s hand tightly and crushed it.

“Sure, if you really mean it. We can start by feeding the thestrals together. I bring them beef liver and kidneys from the kitchens every other day. I just knock on that door by the Hufflepuff common room next to the picture with the pear you tickle to get into it. The house Elves have the meat ready for me at half three and I take it down before it gets dark.” She looked around at the sun starting to set, huge and red over the treeline.

“On that note, we should go back. How did you get here?” Luna looked around curiously, seeing no footprints outside the clearing.

Pansy wiped her eyes and nose on her coat sleeve, then pulled her wand and a miniature broomstick from a pocket. She touched her wand to the stick and it grew back to a full-sized broom, which she mounted.

“Want a ride?” she asked. Luna nodded, clipped her poles and skis to her parka in an X and climbed behind Pansy. When she wrapped her arms around Pansy’s waist, Pansy flinched, then relaxed. They flew back to the castle at a sedate pace, but it was still much faster than walking.

Two days later, Pansy met Luna outside the kitchen where a grizzled old House Elf handed Luna a package. They could both smell the blood.

“Are we flying or hiking?” Pansy asked.

“Neither today, I think. The snow’s blowing too much, so I asked Professor Hagrid to deliver the meat for us. He’s going to meet us in front of the doors to the Great Hall.”

“What are we going to do?” Pansy asked as they walked to the Great Hall.

“I thought we could practise Charms or Defence, or we could just talk if you’d like?” Luna made sure it was a question.

“Do you think the House Elves would let us into the kitchen?” Pansy looked over her shoulder at the door.

“Was there something you’d like to do there?”

“I like baking, but I can’t do it here. Professor Slughorn didn’t approve my request for an oven for the Slytherin common room and I’ve never dared ask the elfs.”

“I think they would let us in if we asked them nicely. If not, Harry’s on really good terms with them and he could ask for us.” Luna smiled at Harry’s name.

“Aw, do you have a crush on him?” Pansy fake-giggled and Luna brayed a genuine, heartfelt laugh.

“I did at one point, but now I love him as a friend. Maybe if he weren’t dating Ginny, I might ask him out, but he’s just a friend and I think that’s all he’ll ever be.”

“Is—is he a good person?” Pansy whispered.

Luna stopped and stared at Pansy. Pansy shivered under her gaze.

“He’s a good person. He’s one of the most selfless people you’ll ever meet. He risked everything to get rid of Voldemort and he even died doing it.” Luna’s tone was level and matter-of-fact.

“He died?” Pansy quirked an eyebrow at Luna.

“He came back from Death to see things through.” Luna started walking away, but Pansy grabbed her arm and stopped her.

“Do you really believe that?”

“I saw it. I was there. He was dead in Hagrid’s arms, then he was up and we were all fighting again. Neville killed the snake and everything was chaos until Harry killed Voldemort.”

“I wasn’t there. My parents were running away, deserting, and they were killed by Nott and Rowle. I was able to hide before the Aurors got there and killed Nott and stunned Rowle.” Pansy’s voice thickened and tears began to flow. She stepped into the Divination classroom that Firenze used and closed the door. She slumped on the floor and began to cry in huge gulping sobs. Luna knelt next to her and embraced her, letting Pansy’s tears fall on her robes and soak them.

“I hated them, but I didn’t want them to die.” Pansy’s whispered hoarsely.

“You’ll see them again, if you want to.” Luna whispered back as she rubbed Pansy’s back like a child’s.

“I—I don’t know if I want to or not. They were bad people, evil people and they tried to make me like them. They almost succeeded.” She hugged Luna tighter and sobbed.

A knock came at the door.

“Luna?” It was Harry’s voice.

“I’m here,” Luna called back.

“You okay?” Harry asked from behind the door.

“I’m okay. May I ask you a favour?” She squeezed Pansy, then rose and went to the door.

“Sure, what is it?” he asked.

“Could you take a package of meat to Professor Hagrid at the entrance to the Great Hall? It’s for the thestrals.”

“Okay. Anything else you need from me?”

Luna cracked the door open and saw him. His wand was out, but lowered.

“I’m okay, really,” she said and thrust the package in his other hand.

He tried to peek around the door, but Luna stepped into his view and blocked it.

“Do you trust me?” she asked him, pointedly.

“With my life,” Harry answered without thinking.

“I’m okay.” She started to close the door.

“I’m sorry!” Pansy wailed from where she knelt on the floor.

Now Harry shoved the door open and looked past Luna.

“I’m sorry I tried to turn you in,” Pansy whispered. She didn’t meet Harry’s eyes.

“It’s in the past and we can move on from it if you want to. I forgive you.” Harry took two steps in and knelt next to her.

“How can you forgive so easily?” Tears dripped from her chin onto the floor.

“It’s been a hard lesson to learn, but when I injured Draco in Sixth Year, I knew that someone had to start with forgiveness first.” He held out a hand to her and she gripped it tightly. He helped her stand and she fell into Luna’s arms and sobbed into her shoulder.

“I’m going to go give this to Hagrid.” Harry kissed Luna’s cheek, patted Pansy awkwardly on the shoulder and left, making sure the door was closed firmly behind him.

“He was ready to throw down for you, wasn’t he?” Pansy clutched Luna harder.

“If that means he thought you might be attacking me, I don’t think so, but I do think he was worried about what we were up to together.”

Pansy pushed back from Luna, pulled a handkerchief from her robes, wiped her face and blew her nose. “Did he really mean it about moving on?”

“Harry doesn’t hide his feelings; if he didn’t mean it, he wouldn’t have said it. It’s one of the things I like about him.” Luna waited until Pansy had put away her handkerchief and took her hand.

Pansy took a small compact from her robes and checked her face in the mirror. She frowned and touched her puffy red eyes with her wand and they cleared. She sighed, straightened and suddenly she was cold and aloof again, but now Luna saw the vulnerable person underneath.

“Can we try the kitchens? I’d really like to bake something.” Pansy’s voice was still thick, but Luna thought that only a friend would really notice. She took Pansy’s hand and Pansy gripped it hard, her knuckles whitening. They walked to the kitchens together and when they passed by Parvati Patil, her head swivelled to follow them and her eyes widened. She rushed off just as Luna and Pansy turned into the corridor that led to the kitchens and the Hufflepuff common room.

“She’s going to gossip to Lavender and then it will be all over the school that she saw us walking together holding hands.” Pansy sighed

“Does it bother you knowing that other people are talking about you?” Luna whispered to her.

“I—Yeah. It shouldn’t, but it does. Does it bother you?”

Luna shook her head, then closed her eyes and nodded slightly.

“It used to make me sad, but then I made friends and it stopped bothering me, but sometimes I wonder if Harry, Ginny and the others are just humouring me. I shouldn’t have those doubts because they proved to me time and again that they love me, but doubt creeps in anyway.” She smiled and squeezed Pansy’s hand. “And now I know we’ll be friends forever, too. I don’t know how I know, but I do.”

Pansy stopped, pulling Luna to a halt also. “You really believe that, don’t you?”

“I don’t believe it; I know it for a certainty. We’ll be friends for the rest of our lives. I felt it with Ginny and Harry and later with Neville.” She pulled Pansy along again.

Luna tickled the pear on the painting and stepped inside the kitchens. Pansy paused for just a moment then followed her. The door shut behind them and the cacophony of the kitchens drowned out Luna’s voice.

“What?” Pansy half-shouted.

“It’s polite to wait for an Elf to escort you. They’ll notice us in a moment.” Luna’s silvery eyes tracked the mad scrambling of the Elves as they bustled. An older elf who’d been supervising a pair of younger elves looked up when she saw one of his charges looking up. He said something sharply to the elf and she turned back to the pastries she was filling from a piping bag. The supervisor ambled over to Luna, not hurrying.

“Miss Luna,” he said and bowed to her.

“Kirby.” Luna bowed back and the elf smiled as he straightened. Luna kissed him on each of his cheeks.

“What can we do for you? Treacle tart? Fig pudding? Eclair?”

Luna smiled at the kindly old elf. “No, my friend Pansy has a request. She’d like to use the kitchens to bake.”

The elf turned to Pansy and stared up at her. “What does Miss want to bake?”

“I—I,” Pansy stammered and Kirby looked away into the kitchens. Pansy squared her shoulders, took a breath and let it out slowly. Kirby turned back to her.

“I think I’d like to keep it simple at first and just make a pavlova topped with strawberries if you have them or blueberries if you don’t.”

Kirby nodded. “We’re preparing dinner now, so I can’t permit it at the moment, but come back two hours after dinner and you can use the kitchen. It takes a lot of beating to get the egg whites to soft peaks then to the stiff peaks, can you do it?” He looked doubtfully at her thin arms.

Pansy laughed, then pulled her wand from her sleeve.

“Accio whisk. Accio mixing bowl.” The whisk and mixing bowl flew from their racks to her and she caught them and put them down on an unoccupied bench. She lifted her wand and started to say something, but a small elf hurried over with a basket with eggs in it. She laughed again and taking the basket, she bowed to the elf, who bowed back before scurrying off back to his station.

Kirby and Luna both watched her as she cracked an egg and expertly separated the yolk from the white by spilling them over the cracked egg shell. She put the white in the bowl and put the shell with the yolk on the counter. She quickly repeated the process five more times and then started whisking the egg whites. Kirby kept flicking his eyes between her and the elf who was filling pastries, but didn’t say anything to either of them.

Pansy whisked in broad round strokes, checking the peaks every so often.

“See how the peaks flop over almost immediately. That means the first part is done.” She held the whisk up and showed Luna. Her brow glistened with sweat.

Luna nodded. “It looks strenuous.”

“Ha! This was the easy part. Now we add sugar and beat to stiff peaks.” Kirby tapped her elbow and handed her a bowl of sugar. Pansy eyed it. “That looks exactly right. You measured it?”

Kirby nodded.

Pansy waved her wand in a circle and the whisk started moving in circles in the bowl. Luna watched it go round and round, more slowly than she expected it to.

Pansy slowly poured the sugar into the bowl, making sure to put it in the path of the whisk. “Consistency is more important than speed.”

Pansy turned to Kirby.

“Am I failing your test by using magic for this part?” Her voice was crisp and tense.

Kirby laughed, long and tinkly.

“No. You would have failed if you’d done this by hand. There’s no need to tire yourself out. You look like you know what you’re doing. Want to finish? You can stay at this table, but if you get in the way, I’ll have to ask you to leave.”

Pansy bowed to Kirby.

“Thank you. I will stay—we’ll stay.”

Luna nodded and bowed to Kirby, too.

Pansy showed her the rest of the recipe, and told Luna how she liked to use Arrowroot instead of cornstarch because she thought cornstarch didn’t help build flavour. She showed Luna how to pipe it and they both laughed at Luna’s attempt.

“It looks like a big, white dog turd,” Pansy said and then they were laughing again. Kirby looked up disapprovingly, but nodded at the piped out pastries. He came over from his bench.

“We can’t bake these right now, but I’ll put a stasis charm on them and when you come back later tonight, you can finish them, okay?”

“Okay, thank you again, Kirby.” Pansy held out her hand and shook his. Luna kissed his cheeks goodbye. As they were leaving they saw him raise his hand to charm the pastries then lower them.

“I already put a stasis charm on them,” Pansy whispered.

Kirby winked to her as the door closed behind them.

“I really do need to practise Defence before dinner. Want to help?” Luna took Pansy’s hand again.

Pansy smiled.

“I’d love to.”

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