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ellivenollivander · 8 months

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Five Times

Garreth Weasley x MC Drabble

A/N: I found this lying in my docs folder like, last week, and had written it weeks ago. I decided to post it this week because I have not had anything proper for Weasley Wednesday in a long time. Inspired by this prompt list. If you saw me post this the first time around… no you didn’t.

Garreth Weasley had almost confessed his desperate and longing desire and love for MC exactly five times.

The first time, had been when the two of them were standing outside the Great Hall. Staring at the notice board, with matching cheesy grins. Professor Black had finally caved to the school board and the hordes of angry parents and officially reinstated Quidditch at Hogwarts. The sounds of excitable chatter around them, like electricity in the air. They had wrapped their pinky fingers together, promising to try out together. The oddly intimate moment nearly had Garreth promising other things, like his devoted love for them.

It was the tryouts themselves that brought about the second time. Their secret mischievous glances when the Gryffindor captain was acting especially over the top in their animated speech about the honor of playing for their house. They had both been trying out for chaser, thrill seekers that they were, Garreth had wanted to scream his love for them each time they had sent the quaffle sailing straight past the Keeper and through the standing hoops. And once they had landed, broomsticks falling to the ground to catch the uniforms tossed their way, he had to resist the urge to crush his lips against their own.

Sitting in the empty potions classroom on a Sunday afternoon, bathed in sunlight and filled with shared giggles had been the third time. Ever the loyal friend, MC happily tipped back the vial of Garreth’s latest brew, despite Garreths refusal to tell them anything about the brews intended use. Their trust and the bright pink liquid emptying into their mouth had Garreth wanting to kiss the remnants from their lips. They had hummed happily, noting it tasted of candy floss, earning its brewer a wide grin of success.

Seconds later when the unintended side effect of uncontrollable hiccups presented itself, Garreth found himself fighting off the fourth time, when MC erupted into peals of giggles around the spasming of their diaphragm. Gratitude and love filling him whenever MC met him and his experimental brews with understanding and humor, never bitterness or anger.

The fifth time was when he realized MC felt like home. Safe and warm, as they sat together in the late night of the Gryffindor Common Room. Surrounded by books and parchment, hands stained with ink, they had been at their History of Magic essays for hours. MC had succumbed to their exhaustion first, their head heavy with sleep and the History of Wandlore where it lay against his shoulder. Eventually, in their unconscious state, they slid their head into his lap, Garreth moving his textbook just in time. His heart had swelled, and he could not resist the urge to caress his fingers through their hair or the whispered I love you falling from his lips. If he had not tilted his own heavy head against the back of the couch, he may have noticed the small smile and the silent I love you too, gracing MC’s face.

#garreth weasley #garreth weasley drabble #garreth weasley x mc #I hated the formatting the first time I posted this #sorry to anyone who saw this the first time around #how do you folks who write and post only from their phones do this???#I commend you but am also terrified of you

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eternalremorse · 9 months

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Modern!Garreth Weasley would absolutely share a milkshake with you and just stare into your eyes the whole time whilst drinking it.

#hogwarts legacy #garreth weasley #hogwarts legacy headcanon #garreth weasley headcanon #hogwarts legacy drabble #garreth weasley drabble

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cuffmeinblack · 11 months

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My own

'Garreth and Ominis adopt a baby' drabble because I couldn't get it out of my head. Pure heartwarming fluff.

"Are you sure about me naming her?" Ominis asked.

"Of course I am, Ominis. I know how much she meant to you."

Garreth smiled warmly as he watched his husband perched awkwardly in the armchair, holding the tiny bundle of blankets in his arms as if it were the most precious and delicate thing in the world; and she was.

Noctua.

"Tell me, what does she look like?" Ominis asked, leaning onto the backrest slowly, allowing their daughter to lay against his chest.

Garreth walked slowly over to the two people he loved most in the world, watching Noctua's blissfully relaxed features as she slept soundly against her father. Perching on the armrest, Garreth gazed down at them both, his heart full to bursting and doing his best to fight back the tears that threatened to spill over them.

"She's perfect," Garreth whispered, gently stroking her fine, soft hair with a featherlight touch. "She has very dark hair, nothing like either of ours."

"I don't think anyone would assume we conceived her naturally, Garreth," Ominis chuckled softly.

Ominis' hand came up to cup Noctua's cheek, his smile widening as she squirmed slightly underneath his fingers, letting out a quiet sigh of contentment.

"Does it bother you?" Garreth asked. "You know...her not being your own?"

"She is my own. Forever and always, just as you are. Blood doesn't define how much we can love," Ominis replied without a single second of hesitation.

Garreth leaned down to kiss the top of Ominis' head, letting the well of tears fall freely as he considered how he must be the luckiest man in the world.

#garrinis #ominis gaunt #garreth weasley #ominis gaunt x garreth weasley #garreth weasley x ominis gaunt #ominis gaunt drabble #garreth weasley drabble

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slytherinsprincesss · 1 month

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**MC staring longingly at Sebastian across the room being idiotic**

Poppy: So why aren’t you and Sebastian dating again?

MC: Because I’d destroy him…

Ominis: Trust me, he’d definitely be into that.

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hogwartslegacyreactions2 · 13 days

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AMIT: Has anyone seen my sextant?

MC: *trying not to smile*

OMINIS: ...?

SEBASTIAN: *hides his face behind his book*

GARRETH: *snorts*

POPPY: *tearing up from holding in laughter*

AMIT: What? ..oh for Merlin's sake, ITS FOR CELESTIAL NAVIGATION YOU PERVERTS! *Storms away, blushing wildly*

EVERYONE: *laughing their asses off*

#hogwarts legacy #hl #drabble #sebastian sallow #ominis gaunt #amit thakkar #garreth weasley

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giselsann-opencommissions · 1 year

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Ups 🐍

#hogwarts legacy #ominis gaunt #sebastian sallow #drabbles #reference #garreth weasley

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legacyshenanigans · 1 year

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Professor black: I'm delighted to announce the Yule ball is coming.

Sebastian: *instantly glares across the room at Garreth Weasley*

Garreth: *instantly glares back at Sebastian*

Sebastian: *stands slowly, furrowing his brows at him*

Garreth: *Does the same*

Both of them: *narrow their eye's at eachother*........*start clambering over the tables and vigorously pushing eachother as they run to get to MC first to ask them to the ball*

#hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy drabbles #hogwarts legacy headcanons #headcanon #sebastian sallow #sebastian sallow headcanon #drabbles #hogwarts legacy fanfic #garreth weasley

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5sospenguinqueen · 2 months

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Leander: Does MC always run headlong into certain death?

Sebastian: Sometimes she walks, sometimes she shuffles, periodically she ambles.

Garreth: Once, I'm pretty sure I saw her do a little dance into certain death.

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itissarah · 11 months

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Garreth: I love to rip the fishnet stockings off of these slutty little oranges. Their packaging is my favourite part.

Ominis: You need to touch some grass, Garreth.

Leander: He is not wrong, they are kind of sexy.

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hollowwrites · 7 months

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What Do You Propose? - Garreth

Ominis and Sebastian here

Summary - I’m feeling some kind of way lately so…this is the last in my how the bois would propose and honestly it’s my favourite.

Not sure if I’ve mentioned Garreth and Maeve’s Hideaway but I have more on it soon with my Garreth fic which I HAVEN’T FORGOTTEN ABOUT I PROMISE!!

Sorry for using my MCs all the time I’m just so in love them. Replace with Y/N or MC if you want.

Warnings - None, Just Cutesy Proposal stuff if you dont like that sort of thing

Word Count - 1521

Garreth

This was torture.

Maeve didn’t know of course.

She sat happily at the end of their makeshift dock, tucked away in the One Eyed Witch Passageway, delicately pruning the leaves of a mandrake she cared for. He watched her lovingly snip the yellowing leaves on her favourite plant and listened intently to the tiny hums and coos that fell from her lips.

Garreth found himself falling more and more in love with her by the day.

Which made his predicament more and more infuriating.

The past month had been filled with unsuccessful attempts to propose. He was just thankful she remained blissfully unaware.

The first attempt, even he would admit, was rather weak.

They were taking a casual walk along the edge of the Black Lake. Her bag bulged with their shoes and socks as they trudged through the crystal clear water of Hogwarts Lake. She paddled about in the low water picking at pretty stones and collecting the leeches along the embankment. The small fluctuations of water and light tide lapped at Garreths’ shins as he waded out into the water to follow her. She babbled on about growing Gillyweed and how the Slytherin Common Room must be wonderful, humid environment for growing plants…but Garreth wasn’t really listening.

For whatever reason, he thought it was a fantastic idea to propose at that very moment. He carried the ring around in his pocket on the off chance the perfect moment presented itself.

To him, this peaceful oasis before him…was perfect.

He fiddled with the ring in his pocket turning it over and over in his fingers. The sun started to set over the Highlands casting an ethereal orange glow over the lake. It seemed to set her hair on fire.

This is it.

Pulling the ring from pocket, he attempted to lower to one knee and ready himself for the question that would change his life.

…then he slipped on a smooth rock, and hurtled the ring into the lake.

A quick Accio saved the ring from the perils of the lake but his hasty movements and muttered voice drew her attention.

“Did you say something?” Maeve called, her shirt sleeves rolled up as she rooted through rock pools at the lakes edge. She looked over at the drenched Gryffindor, his face was beet red…for some reason.

Surely he’s not embarrassed to have fallen over in the lake? I’ve seen him do worse

“No no!” Garreth hastily pocketed the ring, resigning this whole thing a failure. “Just…fell over some…grass”

She smiled warmly and approached him. The way the water seemed to part for her and she glided effortlessly through made Garreth sigh dreamily up at her.

“Shall we call if for this evening? You’re a bit wet…” she giggled softly running her hand through his sodden red curls.

“Yeah this has been a bit of a disaster…”

“Oh” She grinned “I wouldn’t say that” she gave her basket full of various potion ingredients a quick smack before offering him her hand…

…Unfortunately for Garreth…not in marriage.

That was fine. The attempt was weak and he knew it.

This time he’d go big.

The event had to special and the day had to be special. So why not their anniversary?

He’d spent the whole day preparing the One Eyed Witch Passageway to be an emaculate escape from Hogwarts. He’d gotten quite proficient at Transfiguration with how much Detention he’d spent with his Aunt. So the dilapidated and neglected cave had been adorned with ornate gold filigree all the way down the stalagmites which more resembled candle holders. Which was lucky due to the sheer about of candles he had spent hours lighting. The whole cavern radiated warmth and felt oddly like home.

Just like her.

He led her down to their homemade haven, blindfolded by his tie, he had to wrestle her into.

“You know I’m not stable on my feet at the best of times” she said reaching for the tie around her eyes once more.

“Just…” he punctuated with a gentle slap to her hands “…trust me” his voice barely a whisper. His hands guiding her down the pathway where he had laid out a picnic blanket for them.

It was there where his plan would really come into action.

See, his last visit to Hogsmeade involved a rather inviting and silver tongued salesman who told him of ‘trained fireflies’.

They’re enchanted to say whatever message you wish, he had said. Perfect for a romantic gesture.

Brilliant.

So as he uncorked the tiny jar and watched as the fireflies escaped into the far corners of the room, his heart sank.

“Oh Garr!!” Maeve squealed. Whilst he watched his galleons fly off into the cavern, adorning the ceiling like constellations, she’d removed the tie. “You did all of this for our anniversary?” she cooed hugging his arm tight to her chest.

“Yeah…” he sighed once more. At least she was happy.

So simple didn’t work.

And fancy didn’t work.

He only had one other option…

And that was silliness…

The day after the Firefly attempt was their weekly potion experimentation time. They stood back to back, Garreth brewing and Maeve chopping and prepping ingredients for him. They worked like a well oiled machine, her handing him the immaculately prepared ingredients before he even had to ask.

Until the time came…

His showstopper.

He brewed a relatively weak potion. Just a little something that would make her fingers tingle…and he dropped the ring into it. Holding up to the light, he inspected the ring as it fell to bottom of the beaker, the clear blue of the liquid highlighting the red stone of the ring beautifully.

“Alright, Mae, it’s ready” he turned triumphantly holding the beaker aloft, a smug grin spreading across his features.

“Bottoms up” she exclaimed. Without even looking at it, she took the bottle and chugged it in one.

Garreth watched in horror as the ring fell down into her mouth, followed immediately by his beloved coughing and spluttering as the ring shot across the room.

“Bloody hell, Garreth! What was that?!” Maeve croaked

“Must’ve…snapped off the cauldron or…I’ll get it” Garreth scuttled about after the ring and after falling to his knees to reach under the potions tables, he retrieved it. He walked back to her side, the ring safely in his pocket, where, as far as he was concerned, it would stay forever.

“What was it?” She asked cocking her brow after watching him pocket the item.

“Just a bit off the ladle. Sorry. Are you okay?” He asked softly, taking her chin in his hand and tilting her up to him.

“Yeah I’m fine” she smiled up at him warmly “Shall we head back to Hideaway?”

And there they were…

The walk over had Garreth thinking and overthinking. He had been unusually quiet whilst she tended to her plants, the usually background chatter they shared completely gone leaving the Hideaway feeling empty in its silence.

Of course her soft humming helped calm some of his more ridiculous trains of thought like:

What if all of this is just a sign from the universe?

What if I’m a coward and never do this?

What if she leaves me?

But that didn’t mean they didn’t affect him.

He raked his fingers through his crimson locks, getting more and more angry at himself for his stupidity and inability to perform a basic task.

Eventually, it niggled at him to point where he had to say something.

“Maeve please…will you just…marry me? Please?” He practically begged, head in his hands and voice strained. He heard the sharp sound of scissors snip as she pruned away.

“What?” She blinked

“You have no idea how hard I have been trying to get that out. The lake, our anniversary, earlier today with the potion…it just…it’s all going so wrong and I just…want…you” he sighed heavily. This wasn’t at all how it was supposed to go.

“Oh Garreth…” she said softly, rising from by the water to shuffle closer to him “…you could propose to me via owl with parchment covered in troll bogeys and my answer would always be the same”

Her tiny hands reached out hold his face up off the floor. He looked so tired. So exasperated. So cute.

“And that answer is?” Now he was almost hopeful…but with his track record maybe he shouldn’t be.

“Yes…obviously. Dummy” The smile spreading across her face registered with Garreth before her words did.

“Really?” He clambered off the little crate he sat on, kneeling on the floor with her. “I have a ring wait…hold on…”

He pulled the ring from his pocket, still sticky from the potion and subsequent trip across the potions classroom floor.

“Oh it’s so pretty, put it on me, put it on me!” She squeaked holding her hand out for him to shakily slide the ring on. “…Garreth wrong finger, you know what, it’s fine”

When the ring was safely on her finger, incorrectly, she tackled him to ground, peppering tiny kisses over his face, one for every freckle she could find.

Turns out he just needed to ask.

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blood-jewel · 1 year

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MC when their official friend group was created in their Sixth Year:

MC: Ok myself, Sebastian, Ominis, Poppy, Natty, Amit & Garreth. That makes seven. Perfect number if I do say so myself.

Natty: I agree.

Poppy: Couldn’t have said it better.

Garreth: I’m just happy you’ve invited me to the group.

Amit: Especially since we all share classes together.

Sebastian: Wait, it started with just the three of us. Why does there have to be seven of us now?

MC: Because seven is a lucky number. We’ll need all the help we can get. Plus, you and Ominis need to broaden your circle. Seven heads are better than three. Simple mathematics, Sebastian.

Ominis: (trying not to spit out his tea)

#Sebastian Sallow #Ominis Gaunt #Natsai Onai #Poppy Sweeting #Amit Thakkar #Garreth Weasley #Hogwarts Legacy #Wizarding World #Headcanon #drabbles #Hogwarts #Hogwarts legacy drabbles #Hogwarts Legacy headcanons

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ominiscorridorsmyfavourite · 10 months

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*** also, I made this to go with this post.

MC and everyone chilling in the Solarium when Professor Fig walks by.

MC: Oh hello, Professor Fig. Did you get my report on Magical Theory?

Professor Fig: Yes, I looked it over. Nice work.

MC: Good. Thanks Dad.

*Everyone pauses and stares at MC, including professor Fig*

MC: ... Why is everyone staring at me?

Ominis: You just called Professor Fig, "Dad". You said, "Thanks Dad."

MC: What? No I didn't! I said "thanks, man."

Professor Fig: Do you see me as a father figure, MC?

MC: Psh! No! I see you more as a bother figure! Becuase you're always bothering me...

Garreth: Hey! Show your father some respect!

MC: I didn't call him dad!

Fig: No, no, no, MC... I take it as compliment.

Leander: It's not a big deal, I called this girl I hooked up with "mom" once.

MC: Guys! Jump on that! Prewett has psychosexual issues!

Sebastian: Old news! But you calling Fig, Daddy...

MC: Hey! "Daddy" is not on the table here, it's not like he's Sharp.

Duncan: But you did call him dad.

MC: Shut up, you've done nothing but lie since you got here.

Duncan: Okay, I was lying about the venomous tentacula, but the "dad" thing, that happened!

Ominis: Aha!

MC: It was a trap! All part of my crazy, devious plan...

Fig: I believe you.

MC: Thank you.

Fig: Kiddo.

MC: *le sigh*

Fig: would you want to talk about it later, over a game of summonor's court?

MC:...

MC: *quietly* I'd like that.

#hogwarts legacy incorrect quotes #hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy meme #hogwarts legacy drabbles #brooklyn 99 #ominis gaunt #sebastian sallow #garreth weasley #professor fig #leander prewett #daddy sharp #this is long #but it made me laugh idc

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ellivenollivander · 11 months

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Garreth Weasley Drabble

Just a little dribble drabble that was on my mind today Pairing: Garreth Weasley x F!MC (Just the vibes ig but not super obviously, it could be a gender neutral MC) Synopsis(?): A little drabble of Garreth waking up late Warnings: 18+ (nothing major but there are some insinuations.), Aged Up Characters A/N: This is unedited. Basically just me getting this out of my head.

Waking up in a room flooded with sunlight was usually a welcome sight to tired eyes, but today it had you shoving Garreth awake beside you in alarm. The two of you had overslept, normally waking far before the sun for the both of you to get where you needed to be.

Thankfully, today you had nowhere to be but he had to be at work.

He groans, still asleep, his arm half heartedly swatting in your general direction. You try again, pulling the blankets off of him and kicking his leg.

“We overslept! You’re going to be late!”

That at least gets him to open his eyes, head whipping towards the clock on his side table. “Fuck! I am late!” He drops the clock he had grabbed in his half asleep state and throws himself off the bed, nearly tumbling over in his panic. You take the opportunity to snuggle into the extra blankets, enjoying the show of a naked Garreth running around in a tizzy.

“Did we not set an alarm?” He’s searching the closet, tugging out clothes.

“I think we fell asleep before you could.” You decide to be merciful and pull yourself out of the bed, throwing on his shirt from yesterday that lay on the floor. “We were a bit… busy.”

He pauses tugging on pants to throw you a wink, a blush creeping onto your face as you pull open the dresser drawer.

“Love, I think you’re forgetting something.” You push the item you pulled from the dresser into his arms as you pass him on your way to the kitchen. He stops again, looking down at himself, his turn to blush as he realizes he’s not put anything on underneath the pants.

He continues jumping around, frantically dressing himself as you scrounge together something for him to bring for lunch and then he’s out the door, grabbing the bag as he goes.

It doesn’t last long.

He’s coming and going, back and forth, in and out the door repeatedly, having forgotten something each time. Giving you a sheepish smile every time the door opens as you start searching for your own breakfast.

“I forgot fucking socks.”

“Fuck. my wand. Can’t very well apparate without that, Can I?” “I had some papers ...er… inventory reports to give to my boss, have you seen them?” He finds them on your tiny dining table and sets off again, saluting you as he goes. This one doesn’t last a minute before the door is opening again and you set your mug down with a laugh.

“What else could you have possibly forgotten?” He crosses the few steps from the door to the kitchen, grabbing your face in his hands and kissing you hard, deep, making you weak in the knees. You steady yourself against the kitchen counter when he pulls away, giving you one last soft kiss.

“That.”

Then he’s gone again, leaving you breathless and lightheaded standing alone in the kitchen.

#garreth weasley #hogwarts legacy drabble #garreth weasly x mc #this is so bad but i dont want to spend anymore time on it lol

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