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justauthoring · 4 years

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Treasure Hunt

Prompt: My treasure to find. A/N: I just watched Goblet of Fire and couldn’t help myself.

Pairing: Cedric Diggory x Reader Word Count: 3,003 Please don’t plagiarize my work!

You were smitten the first second you saw him.

Stood between Hermione and Ginny, your attention had almost instantly been taken by the boy when you saw his charming smile and twinkling lights. Something in your chest had tightened and you felt your cheeks warm, almost on instinct, heart fluttering as he shook hands with Mr. Weasley and his father introduced him as Cedric.

Cedric...

You felt a slight pinch in your side and glancing to your left with a light hiss, your wide eyes found Hermione’s all too knowing ones. She was grinning ear from ear at you, and both embarrassed and appalled at the thought of being caught all but ogling the boy, you turn to Ginny, only to find the almost exact same shit-eating grin on her face.

“Oh, bugger off,” you laugh, shaking your head at the two girls as you quickly move to catch up with the rest. But Hermione and Ginny are right on their tail, and they have no attention of letting this go.

“You totally like him,” Hermione whispers, thankfully so only you and Ginny can hear her. A quick glance at her from the corner of your eye, you can tell she’s laughing and even wiggling her brows a little at you, almost suggestive that makes your cheeks burn even harder then they had before.

“Totally,” Ginny nods, grinning, “though, I can’t blame you. He is...” She doesn’t finish her sentence, but it’s pretty obvious what they mean.

Anxious and determined to get away from their teasing’s, you shoot them a half-hearted glare over your shoulder, picking up the speed in your step so you’re up in the front with the Weasley twins. You were relieved to find out Hermione and Ginny had decided to let it go, for now, but of course, being farther up in the front also meant you were just directly behind Cedric.

And you’re not even really sure what’s wrong with you. You’ve never reacted to some stupid attractive boy before, but for some reason, your heart was hammering madly against your chest. All else seemed to drown to the back of your mind, gaze stuck on the back of Cedric at he laughed along with something his father had said.

He was completely oblivious to you.

Just as you were completely oblivious to the tree root you happen to trip over seconds later. A small yelp leaves your lips as you feel yourself falling forward, mentally prepping yourself for the thud and pain when you hit the ground. However, you never do, and instead, you fall into a pair of arms. You blink, dazed and confused, until you flicker your gaze up to meet Cedric’s own.

Well, he was definitely noticing you now. Maybe just not in the way you wanted.

Your cheeks warmed in embarrassment but Cedric simply just smiled down at you, helping you to your feet. The Weasley twins passed you along the way, and you heard them call out some joke about something being on your mind but you didn’t really have the heart to listen to them. Not with Cedric so close and smiling at you with those warm eyes of his and...

and honestly, what was wrong you? You’d met this boy not five minutes ago.

“Are you alright?”

“Yeah, yeah,” you breathe, pulling at your shirt to straighten it as you nervously blink up at the much taller boy. “I... I just... just didn’t see the root.”

“Probably not,” he grinned, “especially when you were too busy staring at me.”

He noticed that?

“Pretty hard not to,” Cedric snorted.

You hadn’t even known you’d said that aloud.

Placing a hand to your cheeks, you groan out in embarrassment.

Cedric lets out a laugh. “It’s fine,” he whispers, lowering his voice so you’re the only one who can hear him. He leans closer to him, still holding gently to your arm like he had to catch you, and your breath hitches when he presses his lips directly next to your ear. “I definitely didn’t mind.”

Then he pulls back with a wink, moving to catch up with his father.

You’re stunned still for a moment before Ron and Harry catch up, and the former bumps into you. “What’s up with you?”

They both stare at you, but you don’t reply. A small smile curls onto your lips, eyes stuck on that of Cedric.

Later, after the game has finished, Cedric asks if you’d like to hang back with him, explore the grounds a bit more. You’re almost too quick to comply, telling Hermione to let Mr. Weasley know that you’re safe and with him, before rushing off to catch up with him.

Of course, not without Hermione sending a sly wink your way and a call of ‘good luck!’

You spend the entire evening with him, learning more about him. Finding out he went to Hogwarts as well was a surprised to you, and you wonder why you’d never heard of him before; especially because from the look of it, it seemed he was quite popular at the school. You blame on always being so focused in your books and studies.

Yeah, it had to be that.

“You know, I noticed you.”

The statement surprises you. With a blink, lips parting, you glance to your right, looking up at Cedric as he keeps his gaze lower, on his feet. You’re not sure what to say.

“Always with your head in a book,” he laughs lightly, meeting your eyes with a fond look. It catches you by surprise and your cheeks warm lightly in response, stomach fluttering in response. “The only ones who could ever get you to look up were the Weasley Twins.

With a light, nervous laugh, you shrug; “that’s just because they’re too annoying to ignore.”

“Still,” Cedric laughs, “didn’t make me any less jealous.”

Jealous?

Eyes widening, you turn to Cedric, lips parting to say something but you’re interrupted by the sound of some sort of explosion. It rocks the floor beneath your feet, toppling you over slightly that you fall against Cedric who doesn’t hesitate to help steady you. Frowning, you glance around, eyes widening when you notice fire erupting from somewhere to your left.

It’s then the screaming starts and mass chaos follows. People run madly, without purpose or care for anyone else. Cedric pulls you closer against himself when someone nearly barrels into you and knocks you off your feet.

“What’s happening?” You whisper, turning to Cedric with panicked eyes.

“We’re under attack,” he mumbles, glancing around, shaking his head. “We’ve got to back to my father or Mr. Weasley. Now.”

He pulls you with him, and you don’t fight his grip, quick to keep up with his pace. You try not to focus too much on the screaming and panic the surrounds you, knowing that it’ll only scared you more; more then it already has.

Cedric keeps a tight hold of your hand the entire time, not willing to lose you in the crowd. You don’t mind, even if pinches slightly. You don’t want to lose him either.

You catch sight of red and a bout of relief floods you when you find Fred and George. They catch sight of you two, and thus, you also find Ginny and Mr. Weasley. You move to ask where Harry, Hermione and Ron are but suddenly, Fred is grabbing you and pulling you out of Cedric’s grip and between them, urging you to follow them back to the port-key.

“But, wait--” When you turn to find Cedric, he’s already turning back, sending you one last look before rushing off.

Most likely to find his father, still, you can’t help but worry.

When you return to Hogwarts for the next year, you don’t expect anything to come out of it.

While you enjoyed that day with Cedric, despite the way it had ended, you didn’t really expect anything to change. You expected life to go back to normal. But from the minute classes started, you found out that in fact was not the case. Cedric seemed to be everywhere you looked. Everywhere.

And it only took him a matter of days before he approached you.

“I’m surprised you even noticed me.”

He says it with a teasing voice and a bright, grinning smile as he glances down at you. It causes you to roll your eyes lightly, shaking your head as you snort, closing the book in your lap to place your attention fully on him. Cedric takes this as an invitation to sit next to you on the bench, and with a soft blush adorning your cheeks, you let your eyes wander aimlessly across the courtyard.

“It’s hard not to,” you tease lightly, smirking over at him. “You’re everywhere I look now.”

“I told you,” Cedric shrugs, “you were always too busy reading to notice me. We’ve always had classes together.” With that, he reaches forward, snatching the book from your lap to which you react with a soft gasp, shaking your head as he inspects it closely. Brows furrowing, he turns back to you; “a muggle book?”

“They’re a lot more interesting then you’d think,” you huff, snatching the book back and quickly shoving it into your book bag. “Thank you very much.”

Cedric laughs, “i’m only teasing you, you know.”

Meeting his eyes, you smile lightly. “I know,” you nod, voice soft.

Silence echoes for a moment. Cedric’s shoulder softly touches your own, and you can’t help the way your heart beats erratically against your chest. It’s a comfortable silence, not at all awkward, but you can’t help the way you instinctively react to him being so close.

It’s honestly, unfair.

“I’m going to put my name in .”

And then the silence is interrupted and your heart starts pounding for an entirely different reason.

Turning to look at Cedric, your eyes widen. “What?” You ask softly, voice a whisper.

He meets your gaze with a gentle frown. He knew you’d be concerned, it’s why he had to tell you. “I know it’s dangerous, but...” and then he trails and even though you don’t know him all that well, even though you’ve only really started talking and being friends, you understand what he means. “But i’m going to.”

True to his word, the very next week, you watch as Cedric drops his name into the Goblet of Fire. He’s surrounded by his friends, as they all celebrate with him, their laughter echoing amongst the room. You’re too busy trying to pull a old Fred off of an old George to be able to celebrate with Cedric, even though you do feel his eyes wander on your back.

But you’re sure, even if you could, you don’t know how much you’d be celebrating.

And when his name is pulled, and the chaos of Harry also being chosen has dissipated, you make it your goal to avoid Cedric best you can. Part of you knows you’re being selfish and silly. That you were acting irrationally, but you really did care about Cedric and you were scared to get closer to him knowing what kind of game he was throwing himself into. People died in these tournaments, and stupidly, you thought maybe if you distanced yourself from him, the worry would lessen.

That wasn’t the case at all. In fact, you only worried more but just from the sideline. From a distance. Cedric had tried to approach you a few times leading up to the games, but you’d promptly rushed off the other direction any time he had. You ignored him in class and stuck by your few friends, busying yourself with him.

Then, the first challenge came about. Watching Cedric all but battle a dragon and nearly die more then once made you realize, avoiding him was pointless. You wouldn’t stop worrying no matter what, and you certainly didn’t want to witness his hurt expression any time you walked away from him one more time. It was already breaking your heart.

You found him easily enough after his challenge. Fleur was up next and then Harry, but you found yourself unable to stick around and watch.

You needed to find Cedric.

He was just finishing being patched up and healed from the fight when you came into the tent, the nurse leaving just as you entered. His eyes had snapped up in surprise at the sound of a visitor, but widened even further when he saw the visitor was in fact you.

A bundle of nerves flooded your entire being. You hesitantly stepped into the tent, wringing your hands nervously before yourself, as you slowly made your way over to him. You wordlessly took a seat next to him, and for a moment, silence hung in the air.

Then, you spoke. “I’m glad you’re alright.”

Cedric nodded. “I wasn’t sure you cared all that much anymore.”

His words stung, but you couldn’t blame him for saying them either. “I’m sorry,” you whisper after a moment, finally glancing over to meet his eyes. “I’m sorry for ignoring you. I just... I just couldn’t bear the thought of these challenges taking you away from me, and I didn’t want to ruin your excitement about them either. So I just sort of...--”

“Pretended I didn’t exist?”

“Yeah,” you cringe, “i’m sorry...”

“It’s fine,” Cedric assures and you ease, shoulders falling when you notice a smile curling onto his lips. Your lips part however when he slips his hand into your own, the act intimate and gentle as he squeezes. He doesn’t tear his gaze away from you. “I don’t plan on going anywhere, Y/N. I promise.”

Smiling softly, you squeeze his hand in return; “yeah?”

He nods, without hesitation. “Yeah.”

Cedric had asked you to be his date to the Yule Ball. When he had, you felt as if your legs would give out from beneath you.

But now, wrapped up in arms, swaying softly to the tune of the music, you’re so glad you said yes. Even if, in the moment, there had been no doubt that you would, you’d been afraid you wouldn’t be able to force the words out. To physically say yes, you were so star-struck. Yet, you had, and you couldn’t be more happy.

When you lean back to glance up at Cedric, you’re all smiles and twinkling eyes. You realize then, that you’re one of the last two pairs still there and dancing, a lot having gone off to bed. How the time had escaped you, you’re not even sure.

You’d been so round up by Cedric.

Your eyes flutter in response as he uses one hand to brush back a strand of curled hair out of your face, leaning into his touch. The silence that echoes around you is completely comfortable, there’s no need to speak you find. Your actions and gazes are enough to tell each other how the other feels. You hold tight to Cedric, wishing this moment would never end.

When he presses his lips against your own, you’re stunned at first. It takes you about a minute to snap out of your revere and return the kiss. But when you do, it’s full of passion. You curl into him, pressing yourself firmly against him as everything in the background seems to fade to nothingness and all you can focus on is him, is him being so close, is him finally kissing you like you’ve wanted him to since you first saw him.

You pull back breathless, and Cedric settles for letting his forehead rest against your own.

“I’ve been waiting to do that for years.”

You wake with a startling gasp. Water spills from your lips as you choke and gasp, trying to find the air you so desperately need.

Once you do, it’s then you notice the arms holding you. You’re pressed firm against a chest, with a towel wrapped around you to keep you warm. It helps, even though your body shakes lightly in response, and instinctively, you cuddle into the warmth, confused.

Bewildered even.

You catch sight of the lake, and then you remember.

Turning to the right, a smile curls onto your lips as you find Cedric’s gaze. He’s smile at you, solely on you, despite those of his friends and more that cheer around him. A quick glance around tells you what you need to do, and your smile brightens when you realize he’d been the first one up.

He’d won the second challenge.

“It’s all thanks to you.” Cedric grins.

You’d said that aloud too, huh?

“I’m not sure I did all that much,” you shrug, shaking your head. “I was just asleep, really.”

Holding you close and firm, Cedric shakes his head. “You gave me the push I needed.” He whispers, so only that you can hear him. “You’re my treasure. You always have been.”

Your heart flutters again, pounding erratically against your chest. But you don’t shy away, not this time. No, instead, you lean forward, pressing your lips against his own, as cheers erupt madly around you all in response.

They fade with Viktor Krum emerges from the water. But you don’t mind. You’re only focused on Cedric, like you’ve always been.

He’d promised...

He’d said...

His fathers screams echo in the back of your mind. The chaos that ensues around is distant, as if somewhere entirely else. All you can see, all you can focus on... as usual, is Cedric. But this time, it’s his laying, lifeless, and limp body that you can’t tear your gaze away from.

He’s... He’s dead.

I’m not going anywhere.

He turns blurry as your eyes water. You curl into yourself, frozen where you’re stood, heart wrenching, body shaking, desperately trying to force yourself to move, to get to him, But you can’t. You just can’t. It feels as if you’re stuck in place, frozen solid.

He can’t... Cedric can’t be dead.

But he is. He is dead.

He’s gone...

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thecarnivorousmuffinmeta · 3 years

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You probably have gone over it before but what are your opinions on Romione (Ron x Hermione)

I actually haven’t.

Well, probably not a surprise given the hints I’ve dropped, but I’m not a fan of this one either.

However, that said, ships are on a scale. Romione bores me but it’s not in the “this would never happen and fans are deluding themselves” area that some very popular ships end up in. I don’t argue with it being a possibility or that this is where canon ended up.

Now, that aside, what’s up with Ron/Hermione.

Well, it’s that quintessential 90��s romance. The pair bicker constantly, all they do is fight with one another, we later learn that they did this because they were secretly attracted to one another. Now they’re dating and they still bicker constantly.

It was a big trope for a while but I was rarely, if ever now that I think about it, sold on it.

It’s sort of “The Lady Doth Protest Too Much” except, No, the Lady really Doth Protest Too Much. All Hermione and Ron do is bicker and fight, they don’t even really seem to like each other at the end of the day, and I can’t see them ever really being happy together in the long term.

So, why can I see it happening? Well.

Why Does Hermione Go For Ron?

I’ve gone over this before, but part of it I think is that Harry’s off the table and Hermione has accepted that very early. Harry never shows any interest in Hermione as anything other than a friend and Hermione knows it.

Now, Ron never does either, at least for a while, but I think Ron is a safer option in a lot of ways. He’s a part of the golden trio but he’s not its heart, he’s important to the three of them, but Harry is the heart and soul of the group. If Hermione ruins things with Harry, then everything falls apart. If things don’t work out with Ron, well, the three of them have spats every now and then and Ron will probably come back if it goes wrong.

Basically, I think Hermione gravitates towards Ron because by being with Ron the golden trio remains as it is. They’re still Hermione, Harry, and Ron. If Hermione brings in an outsider, the entire dynamic gets thrown off, suddenly there’s a fourth there or Hermione has to split her time between Ron and Harry and New Guy.

Ultimately, I think Hermione values her friendship with Harry and Ron (the only friendships she’s ever had in her life) more than she does dating someone like, oh, Viktor Krum.

Hermione also seems to like dating guys she feels safely smarter than. Hermione places all her value in her intelligence, and frankly, when it comes to Harry and Ron she’s kind of right to. They clearly value her as a friend mostly because she’s the nerd research homework friend. They make it very clear that she’s really only tolerated at best and constantly walking on thin ice.

Everything in Hermione’s life confirms that, if she doesn’t have her intelligence and hard work to offer up, then she’ll be dropped like it’s hot. So, per the end of canon, and I think probably for the rest of her life given she marries Ron, Hermione will never pursue someone who threatens these qualities. Because if she introduces someone in her life who’s at least as smart as her (if not god forbid smarter), then what’s the point of Hermione Granger?

Ron’s dumber and far lazier than Hermione. Oh, Ron’s not necessarily as stupid as Harry (who is dumb as bricks), but he is fundamentally lazier and thanks to his worse grades will be a nice, safe, choice for Hermione who can be assured that Ron will always need her.

He might resent her for it now and then, but he does need her.

Why Does Ron Go For Hermione?

Surprisingly, I think Ron gets together with Hermione for similar reasons. For a very long time he shows -1 interest in Hermione. She’s the ugly girl friend who’s pretty much one of the dudes.

This changes when others start going after Hermione.

With Victor at the Yule Ball, suddenly, the golden trio is threatened. Hermione can clean up into an attractive young woman, people outside their tight knit friend circle can be interested, and suddenly Hermione can leave if she wants to.

For the longest time it was a long accepted truth that for better or worse Hermione was stuck with them. So Ron could rag on her, get pissed about the Firebolt fiasco, pretty much anything and Hermione would eventually be back because she has nowhere else to go.

I think the Yule Ball was the first wake-up call that this isn’t true. Hermione can leave, she just has to find the courage to do so.

Well, Ron brushes that off after Hermione’s relationship with Viktor pretty much goes nowhere. And then we get sixth year, Ron has a girlfriend (which is nice until she starts expecting things of him), but worse McLaggen starts showing interest in Hermione.

Essentially, I think Ron dates Hermione and convinces himself he’s attracted to her so that no one else can date Hermione.

He reasons that they fight all the time because they actually like each other. And if they date, nothing actually changes. (And as he becomes increasingly paranoid that Harry himself is into Hermione it all just starts sort of spiraling out of control.)

Basically, I think Ron and Hermione end up together to ensure that everything remains as it was. And it does, because Harry’s relationship with Ginny is practically non-existent (it’s very telling that Ginny does not join them on the horcrux hunt and is essentially left to be murdered or taken hostage by Voldemort).

So What Now?

The future for Hermione and Ron is, not necessarily bleak, but it’s not particularly good and ultimately quite dull.

They still fight constantly, Rose and Hugo watch their mother and father have daily screaming matches with each other over nothing. They assume this is normal and just what parents do.

Hermione’s the overbearing and very accomplished wife and bread winner that Ron secretly resents. They both know he resents her for it, neither says this out loud.

Ron’s laziness caught up with him and he just works in George’s very successful store. Ron doesn’t even really like pranks, George does most of the work, but Ron is too myopic to actually leave and do anything else. Just like all his life, he’s overshadowed by his older brothers, his wife, and his best friend. He is a pit of bitterness that he tries not to let show. His wife certainly knows.

They’re an extremely dysfunctional, bitter, couple who stays together thanks to inertia, expectations, nostalgia, and the desperate desire to keep things the same. Harry obliviously doesn’t notice and whenever the three get together (sans Ginny as she’s not invited) he notes how great it is that their amazing friendship has survived all these years.

They have shitty sex once a week. It’s probably circled on Hermione’s calendar in their bedroom, “Sunday, 9:00pm, Sex with Ron”.

Rinse and repeat for the rest of their lives.

Really Though, I Just Have 0 Interest in the Ship

I can’t tell you why it does but it bores me to tears. It just does. Every single aspect of it. Even the dysfunction is boring.

To quote a friend:

If ships had literal boat counterparts, this would be the dullest kind of ship, it would be a wooden motor boat with no exciting speeds, it just put-put-puts out to fish and then returns to port.

- @therealvinelle

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harry-potter-nerd · 4 years

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Ginny?! Hermione?! Pt.1

This is set at the beginning of GoF during the death eater riot at the Quidditch World Cup.

“Come on, let’s go” Hermione said briskly, grabbing each of Harry and Ron’s wrists and pulling them away from Malfoy

Ron was fuming, and calling Draco a lot of things he never would have said infront of Mrs.Weasley

“Ron” Hermione scolded “It doesn’t matter- we need to get into the woods like your dad said” she finished

After about fifteen minutes, they found a small clearing with dry grass. Ron sat down up against a tree and pulled out his miniature version of Viktor Krum.

Hermione started pacing back and forth feverishly

A very small twig seemed to snap in the distance, most likely an animal

“What was that?” Hermione asked sharply

“Probably just a squirrel or something” Ron said dully

After a few more seconds Hermione said

“I’m going to go check on it”

“ ’mione, it’s probably just an animal, it’s fine” Harry responded, now pulling out bits of grass from the ground

“Then I’m just going to check, just in case” She said and quickly walked back into the wood

“She worries too much” Ron said to Harry “maybe when she’s back we can find Fred, George, and Ginny,” Harry nodded

A few more minutes of silence, then from the opposite way Hermione went, voices.

“And find my wand” Harry added

Two familiar, very similar voices

“Ginny?! Ginny?!” Fred and George called out

Harry and Ron both stood up

“Fred-George” Ron called

“Ron?” One of the voices responded

The twins stumbled into the clearing, both with their wands out

“Harry, Ron- is Ginny with you” Fred asked desperately

“Wha-Ginny? No, why isn’t she with you” Ron said, both twins blanched

“We got separated, we can’t find her, where’s Hermione?” George asked

“She thought she heard somthing, she’s just back there” Harry said, jerking his head to where she had gone

“We need to find her, then she can help us find Ginny” Fred said

They all turned to where Hermione had went

Ron, Fred and George all lit their wands

“Ginny- Hermione?!” They all shouted

“Fred, Ron, Harry!” George yelled after a long while later “Over here!” He called

The three others went to join him, he was kneeling down in between to close trees, shining light right on the ground

“What is it?” Ron asked

George picked up two twigs- no, it wasn’t twigs- it was two halves of a Vinewood Wand- with dragon heart string poking out of each snapped half.

“Tha-that’s Hermione’s”

They all head a loud snap from behind them. A dark silhouette of a man

“Morsmordre” He muttered in a strange voice

A burst of bright green light erupted from the end of the wand, and it transformed to a skull and snake

“What is that?” Ron asked

“I don’t know, but it can’t be good” Fred said

The four all started running twords the spell caster, Harry tucked the fragments of Hermione’s wand into his pocket.

When they got there, there was no one to be found

A ray of white light shot from the edge of the wood,

“Stunners! Run!” George said

They all turned the other way but it was too late

***

Harry groaned awake there was a dull ache behind his temples. Everything was very blurry, he brought his hand up to his face and readjusted his glasses.

Everything went into focus, harry became aware of the many ministry wizard faces staring down at him, almost all of them had their wands lit.

The light cast on a familiar face

“Mr.Weasley?” Harry asked, finally sitting up

“Dad-what-” Ron said sitting up next to him

Fred and George sat up a few feet away both rubbing their heads

“Dad, we can’t find Hermione , and we lost Ginny” George said, his eyes darting from his father to Harry

“Lost ginny- Can’t find Hermione-what?” He asked

Harry pulled out the fragments of Hermione’s wand

“Merlin’s beard, what happened”

They told him all what happened, from Hermione going into the the woods, then George and Fred them, then all going to look for Hermione. Then finding her snapped wand, the strange man casting the spell, then the stunners.

Mr.Weasley had a locked jaw, eyes slightly glazed over. After a long pause, he spoke in a small voice

“I want you four to go back to the tents, Charlie, Percy and Bill are there, tell them to meet me back here, and have Charlie take you, and Cedric Digory to get a port key home, understand” He said

“But dad, we can help- we want to find them” Fred said

“No, you need to go home, now” He said

The four walked back scilently, Harry finally had his wand back, Mr.Weasley had given it to him, but didn’t explain why he had it, but Harry didn’t dare ask why.

When they got back to the tent, Ron held the flap open and the let the rest go in.

There, Charlie, Percy and Bill were all sitting around the small table. Bill had a sheet wrapped around his upper arm, Charlie had a tear on his shirt, and Percy was attempting to staunch the steady stream of blood from his nose.

Bill looked up

“Good, you guys are back, where are dad and the girls” Charlie asked

George told them what happed, by the end, after telling them about Hermione’s snapped wand, the three oldest Weasley brothers were silent.

Bill stood up, looking very pale and clammy

“Charlie, you heard dad, go find Cedric and get them home” Bill said in a very hollow voice “C’mon Perce”

With that, Percy and Bill left the tent

“Alright, you guys pack up your things, I’ll pack up Hermione and Ginny’s things” He said

He pulled out his wands and murmured “Expecto Patronum”

A bluish, silvery baby dragon burst from it. It reminded Harry of the baby dragon Norbert that Haggrid had adopted in his first year.

“Come to our camp sight, pack your things. Your dad wants me to take you home” He spoke clearly to the animal, then he waved his wand, and the dragon flew out the tent

After ten minutes, Fred, George, harry and Ron all were packed up, and Charlie came back from the girls’ tent with their two bags.

The sound of huffing made everyone go outside.

There Cedric was with a very large bag, and looking like he had run ally he wa over to them.

“What’s going on? Why are we going now?” He asked

“Hermione and my sister are missing, our dads are looking for them now, but they want you five back home, okay?” He says in a would be casual tone

They walked to where they first arrived by port key, there Basil was waiting looking slightly harassed

“Basil, my dad and Mr.Digory need them to get home quickly” He said as he handed Hermione and Ginny’s bags in the twins’ hands

“Alright, one port key or two” He said, going over to the basket of old port key objects

“I think it would be better for two, one to the Digory’s and The Burrow- Cedric, you’re okay traveling alone right?” Charlie asked, Cedric nodded

Basil handed Cedric an old coke can and handed Ron a rusty horse shoe.

“Alright, go home, and tell mom what happened” Charlie said looking at Fred and George, he took a deep breath and said “We’ll find them- be safe”

And with that he backed away as Basil counted down

Harry and the twins grabbed onto the horse shoe

“...3...2...1”

Harry felt a jerk behind his navel and felt his fingers glue to the horse shoe as everything blurred

Within seconds, all five of them were tumbling onto the Weasley’s front lawn

“Boys!” The voice of Mrs.Weasley sounded

She had been standing the doorway, clutching the Weasley family clock in her hands. She ran over to them

After a few moments of hugs, and shuffling back inside with all the bags, the twins told her what happened

“And then we used the port key home” Fred finished, Mrs. Weasley looked pale, and had watery eyes

“Her wand- it, it was snapped?” She asked in a shaky tone

They all nodded, harry felt a sinking feeling in his gut

He looked at the clock Mrs. Weasley had been clutching

Fred, George, Ron, and Mrs.Weasley’s names all pointed towards ‘home’

Bill, Percy, Charlie and Mr. Weasley’s names pointed towards ‘work’

And Ginny’s pointed to ‘Missing’

They all were sitting in the living room, no one spoke

Harry felt like an intruder on the Weasley’s private moment

Hours and hours they sat until the the moon dipped below the horizon, and the sun started to rise.

The clock spun, Bill, Percy, Charlie, and Mr. Weasley’s names spun, from traveling then to home.

They all stood up

Harry was hoping beyond hope that when they looked into the the fron yard, Hermione and Ginny would also be with them

But no luck

The oldest Weasley’s all stood in the front yard looking, all looking gaunt and pale

Mrs.Weasley ran out to meet them like how she’d done for the first group

Harry looked throught the window as she led them back to the house.

When they got inside, Charlie waved his wand and made all their bags disappear

“Did you find anything?” Fred asked in a shaky voice

Mr.Weasley shook his head numbly

Mrs.Weasley’s body wracked with a silent sob

“I think you all should but to bed” Mr.Weasley said, wrapping an arm around his wife

“But father, we shoul-” Percy started

“All of you- Now” Mr.Weasley cut him off in a tone that left no room for argument.

They all walked up the stairs, pairs breaking off to go their own rooms

When Harry and Ron finally got up to the attic bedroom,

Harry couldn’t bare to look Ron in the eyes, not when they were both trying to hide tears.

Harry let himself fall into his bed, and shut his eyes.

In only a few hours, judging that the sun was directly over head, there were loud noises from downstairs

“....Arthur.... Ginny’s changed....Mortal peril”

“....Bill....Percy..... Ministry”

“....found her wand.... snapped.... just like Hermione’s....”

the voices swam in Harry’s head

He jolted all the way awake when the distinct sound of breaking glass joined the din of noise

Ron and him got up and ran halfway down the the stairs to the twins who had also woken up

Mrs. Weasley was standing in the kitchen, clutching the family clock, with a broken glass right next to her feet, which, judging by the red-tinted brown liquid that had pooled around the glass, had contianed fire whiskey

The clock in her hands had changed from the last time Harry had seen it. Eight of the nine names were pointed towards ‘Home’, the last one, however, was Ginny’s name, and it was pointing towards ‘mortal peril’

“What’s going on” Fred asked, bounding down the stairs and catching mr. Weasley off gaurd

“They found your sister’s wand, also snapped” He said, harry looked again around at the Weasley brothers, they all looked slightly sick

Over the next twelve days, it stayed the same, Percy and Mr.Weasley would leave early in the morning, and not come home till well after midnight. Both Bill and Charlie were off of work for holiday, but half the time they were out helping search for Ginny and Hermione. The other half were spent at home, trying to help Mrs. Weasley around the house.

The worst part however, were the steady flow of horrific proclamations made by the daily prophet. The writers seemed to just be fear mongering, giving daily updates witch punching titles like

‘Muggle born missing’ or ‘Missing, Kidnaped, or Killed?’

Mrs. Weasley had gotten all of their school things while they were at the World Cup, but now, the large pile of books and robes seemed almost like omen.

Harry had no idea of what the next year was going to bring, when he’d pictured, it always had Hermione next to him and Ron

“Alright, Fred-George, Harry, Ron” Mr.Weasley started, as he waved his wand making the bowls float away from the dining table that had contained onion soup that had been their dinner

“But it’s only nine!” George wined

“Now, your mother and I need to have a conversation”

They all grumbled as they slowly made their way up the steep stairs

He thought he would pull on his pajamas when he got up stairs, but it was clear the twins’ had other ideas. They grabbed their brooms from the closet and rode them back down.

It took harry a moment, then he realized, they didn’t make any foot steps that way.

Harry got his Firebolt, and Ron got his old comet series broom.

They flew gently down, and found the twins, just out of where you could see up the stairs from the dining room.

“....There’s nowhere safer then Hogwarts....” the sound of Bill’s voice said shakily

“But wouldn’t it be better to keep them home? You heard Dumbledore, if he doesn’t want Harry leaving, I recon we keep them home” Said Charlie

“But they can’t delay their education- the twins are starting NEWTS this year!” Mrs.Weasley exclaimed

“Molly, I hardly think Fred and George would be un-happy about not going back” Said Mr.Weasley, in a very tiered tone

“Mother, if Dumbledore thinks it’s safer here, I believe we should keep them home, at least until we kind them. Besides, if the ministry permits certain security measures, I see no reason that they can’t do some at home studding” Percy said wisely

“I’m sure I get out some of my old notes from my fourth and sixth year, see what things we covered, and that’ll suffice.” He added

There was a long pause, as so much information rushed to Harry’s head

Dumbledore didn’t want him going back to Hogwarts?

All thoughts stopped when he heard

“I better go check and see if the boy’s are in bed” Mrs.Weasley said

Bill gave a huffy laugh

“Fat chance” He heard him murmur

All four eavesdroppers flew so quickly upstairs that they crashed into the top room

They were all still rubbing bruises when they had to pretend to be asleep when Mrs.Weasley peaked into the room

When she finally did leave, they all sat up, and making the side table lamps go on.

“So Dumbledore recons that it’s safer here?” Ron asked to the room at large

“You heard Percy, the ministry thinks they won’t find them for a while longer” said Harry numbly “and if the death eaters got to-” his voice broke away “If the death eaters got to Hermione and Ginny, who knows who’ll they’ll attack next”

Harry looked acrosss the room and saw Fred and George exchange a solemn look before both laying back down.

Harry didn’t sleep well that night, and judging by the infrequency of the snores issued by the three Weasleys, neither did the rest.

In the morning, the four boys went down stairs to find Mrs. Weasley looking uncharacteristically bright, she was frying up eggs and sausages

“Good news” She said, as the four sat down at the dining table

“Dad found Ginny?” Fred asked abruptly, Mrs.Weasley’s smile faltered a bit

“No, but they’re expanding the search- Barty Crouch has issued a search party in Albania for Bertha Jorkins, but they’ll also be looking for Ginny and Hermione” She said

Harry looked at Ron and the twins, none of them looked as delighted about this news as mrs. Weasley, but no one wanted to disabuse her of this cheery notion.

However, this did not pan out, they didn’t find a thing

****

After breakfast the following Sunday, Ron said

“You know, you don’t think the Malfoys could have, you know, be part of- of what happened. I mean, Draco practically told us that his dad was one of the masked lot”

George, who had been intently playing wizard chess with Fred looked up

“You never mentioned that- does dad know?” He asked

Both Harry and Ron thought for a moment

“No, I forgot to tell him” Ron said “Ought we?” He asked

“I recon you should, I mean, we all know the Malfoys don’t have a problem hurting kids” Fred said darkly

The Weasleys knew all too well the horrors Lucius Malfoy was able to commit. He had in fact been the reason that Ginny was almost murdered when she was eleven.

“Well, you should go tell him now, him and Percy are about to leave”

Ron ran downstairs and Harry and the twins were left in the room.

A few minutes, he came back up the stairs

“So?” Harry asked

“He wouldn’t give me a straight answer” Ron said “But I know dad would love to have an excuse to arrest Lucius Malfoy. But I don’t think taunts are enough to do a house search or something” He finished

Harry gave a great sigh and went back to folding the pile of laundry on his camp bed.

****

Twenty-four days, thats how many days it had been sense Ginny or Hermione had been seen.

Not a single lead- Mr.Weasley had tried to get a search warrant on Malfoy Manner, but he didn’t have enough evidence.

That was however, until a very rainy evening, there was a knock on the door.

Bill answered the door, harry looked up when he looked taken a back

“Aren’t- aren’t you Luscious Malfoy’s son?” He asked, that caught everyone’s attention

Everyone stood up accept for Mrs.Weasley and Percy

There, in the doorway, stood a soaked to the bone, Draco Malfoy. And for the first time sense Harry had known him, he looked truly terrified

“What are you doing here” Ron sneered, eyeing Malfoy up and down

“How did you get here, more like” Said Mr. Weasley “I thought your home was over in Wiltshire” He said

Malfoy held up his very weather beaten Nimbus 2001

“Why are you here?” Bill asked in a bitter tone

“They-they’re at the Manor, Ginny-Granger” He said, still looking terrified

Then Malfoy did somthing Harry thought he was not capable of; he started crying

“I’m so sorry- I didn’t know how to get here- I never wanted this to happen” He said

“What?!” All of the Weasleys and Harry said

“Ginny and Hermione- they’re the the cellar of the Manor-my father’s estate” He finished, trying to scub his eyes

Harry looked over at Mr.Weasley, he looked almost as scared as Draco

“ Percy, you take Draco to the Ministry, and tell anyone you can- the Aurors” He said “Bill, Charlie, We’re going to Malfoy manor”

#harry potter #ron weasley #ginny weasley #fred weasley #george weasley #percy weasley #charlie weasley #bill weasley #arthur weasley #molly weasley #cedric diggory #draco malfoy #hermione granger #harry potter and the goblet of fire #hp fanfic #hp angst #Ginny?! Hermione?!

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nocturna-iv · 4 years

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I love your Harriet moodboard. I never would have thought of Halsey for her but she's so perfect! Do you have any other HC about Harriet?

Thank you! In a sleepless night I started doing it.

I actually looked for many options, but none satisfied me. First, I wanted someone close in age to Sierra McClain (perfect for Ginny Gothel). And I wanted someone strong. Not just a tough girl. But visibly strong and beautiful (thanks to @pigtailsandwrestlingboots for the information):

So, I wanted someone with a strong back and shoulders, with really sharp features. Someone who makes you feel safe. Because Harriet is someone you want to follow. If you fall in love with her it's for being this incredible leader capable of defeating a crocodile with her own hands. Harriet is beautiful, of course. But her strength is her most remarkable characteristic. You seriously want her to corner you against the wall. Or to kiss you in the rain like it's the end of the world. So, I ended using Halsey hehe

About HC:

Harriet is aware of the love she has for other people. This is why she forces herself to be so strong. She hides her love behind protection.

Harriet is one of the first descendants of the island.

She is the protector of her family. Being on the island was very hard for Captain Hook, who had dedicated his life to capturing Peter Pan and before that to sailing. It doesn't do anyone any good to have their life purpose taken away. But Peter Pan tormented Captain Hook too much for too many years and Pan broke him. And Harriet knows that her father is a time bomb. He has good days and there are usually many. But on bad days few people can handle him. Captain Hook can be really dangerous. Harriet grew up fast to protect her siblings and give them a purpose, a distraction.

She knows that everything depends on the reputation. So Harriet knows how to control her expressions perfectly.

Harriet is an introvert. She's not antisocial. But she prefers to avoid crowds. Harriet is mentally exhausted when she is with many people. But hardly anyone knows that.

Harriet is a swordmaster. A professional duelist. And she is very good at throwing knives.

For a long time, Harriet was worried about Harry's future. She believed that he would not survive for many years. Her brother was always reckless. CJ is impulsive and daring, but Harry was another level. The worst part was watching the other kids his age follow Harry on every dangerous adventure. But fortunately, Uma came into their lives. And Harriet didn't have to worry anymore.

"They're under Harriet protection" & "They're Harriet's ally" are the equivalent of VIP cards at the port.

Usually, her relationships last for a short time because Harriet quickly realizes that she cannot trust her feelings to her partner.

Being Harriet's tail was the way some descendants lived their childhood. The way most people remember that time is by following Harriet on the Jolly Roger listening to her give orders. And Harriet presenting them with some nickname taken from some animal.

CJ's self-centeredness is partially her fault. Harriet used to tell her sister how amazing, beautiful, and wonderful she was. Harriet wanted her sister to never doubt herself. But Harriet overstepped. But she's not sorry for it.

She has killed people. Harriet knows what a bad hit can mean. Harriet knows how fragile the human body is. What a push and a bad fall mean. Harriet knows how in the heat of the moment a "die" can be the final sentence. You don't have to think about it. Death just happens.

She has a platonic crush on Uma. Nothing sexual. But it is more than admiration. If at some point Harriet had feelings for Uma, that died the second she noticed that Harry was hopeless. But only Harriet can tell Uma "lady of the sea". That is her nickname and no one else can use it. Not even her brother.

Harriet doesn't know, but the way she moves when she's in a fight is incredibly attractive. There is something very dominant in her. She was that effect in the people. You want to be destroyed by her. Also, when Harriet participates in sword duels, it's as if she is a hurricane. She takes your breath away.

Harriet is so used to taking care of her siblings, that she unconsciously does the same with the rest of the descendants of the port.

Harriet doesn't like blind devotion. She likes others to fight her. People with character are her favorite.

Part of the port's fishing is always for Uma. Especially since Harriet knows that Uma feeds people who can't pay.

Very few people understand her sense of humor. People usually take her very seriously. But you can tell that she's joking because of the little smile in her lips.

Freddie Facilier is like her younger sister. Maybe Freddie can't control CJ like Uma controls Harry, but Freddie definitely makes CJ happy. And it's so rare on the island to hear people laugh and play in addition to planning and fighting.

Harriet likes art. She enjoys a good book and shows. She is one of the few people who has heard Freddie sing. Harriet enjoys listening to Harry when he plays the piano and Uma plays the violin. She really loves paintings.

Harriet had half of the Jolly Roger's crew being read the tarot by Freddie so she can practice.

She has a collection of goblets and chalices.

When Mal and Mad Maddy pranked Uma with the rotten shrimp, Harriet denied them access to the port.

When she found out that each of her siblings kidnapped Ben, Harriet found it the funniest thing in the world. Now, she wants to kidnap Ben. So every Hook sibling has done it once.

Harriet is afraid of going crazy. And she believes that her self-destructive thoughts are a sign of insanity. But in reality, it's all the demand and hard work that she imposes on herself.

She loves spicy food.

Harriet is very proud of her siblings.

She suffers from insomnia. Ginny Gothel usually makes her a special infusion to help her sleep.

Harriet needs to protect her crew, her siblings, her family. All of them. But Harriet feels that she isn't doing enough. That she could do more. That she could be better in protecting her siblings. They shouldn't have to risk so much. Is she failing them? Is she not being strong enough?

Harriet is a lesbian and has had many girlfriends. She's not polyamorous. And she is quite jealous. Non-controlling. But do you remember her self-destructive thoughts? They can suffocate her in her relationships.

She needs to be so in control of the entire situation that even her emotions need to wait. When Harriet is angry, she relaxes by training and fighting. She doesn't stop until her legs collapse, her knuckles are bleeding, and she has trouble breathing. Harriet doesn't allow herself to express her feelings freely. Everything must be in controlled environments.

Harriet likes crocodiles because they don't have mercy.

In love: Harriet needs someone that can silent her thoughts and make her feel safe. In her dominant ways and in her broken self. Harriet needs someone who trusts her and also can stop her.

She doesn't like sweets.

#ask box #ask response #ask me questions #Descendants #Harriet Hook #About her relationships with #Harry Hook #cj hook #Captain Hook #Uma #uma descendants #freddie facilier #ginny ghotel

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So I like to think that Witches and wizards needs to send in their Port Folio to apply for a job at the ministry or something and here I wrote down:

Harry Potter’s PortFolio Application to be an Auror

Age: 1

I survived the killing curse (Avada Kedavra) and Defeated the dark lord, ending the first Wizarding War

Age: 11

(1st year at Hogwarts)

My first year at Hogwarts. This year I became the youngest seeker in a century. I also took down a fully grown mountain troll in the girls bathroom. But then My defense against the dark arts professor is trying to choke and kill me, so I killed him with my bare hands, he also has Voldemort possessing the back of his head. He was also trying to steal the Philosopher's stone, which I successfully saved.

Age: 12

(2nd year at Hogwarts)

I opened the chamber of secrets with my ability of Parseltongue, whilst there, I killed a giant basilisk that had lived for almost a hundred years with the sword of Gryffindor that I pulled from the sorting hat. I also used the basilisk’s fang to stab Tom Marvolo Riddle’s diary, which happens to be Lord Voldemort’s horcrux, so basically I killed a part of his soul and saved a first year student from dying in the chamber; Ginny Weasley (now my wife).

Age: 13

(3rd year at Hogwarts)

This year I found out that a mass murderer has escaped after 12 years in Azkaban to come after me, but at the end I realized that he was innocent and is my godfather. But then my defense against the dark arts professor forgot to take his wolfsbane potion and turned into a werewolf and tried to kill me. I survived him for some reason but then came across probably over a hundred dementors who tried to suck out my soul, I passed out but was somehow safe. I then travelled back in time using the time turner to save a hippogriff from being executed. I also realized that I survived the dementor’s attacks because my future self came to rescue me. I conjured a full patronus, beating off more than a hundred dementors, I then flew the hippogriff and helped my godfather (who is waiting to be kissed by the dementors) escape.

Age: 14

(4th year at Hogwarts)

Someone had put my name into the Goblet of Fire and I was chosen as the fourth champion. I had completed all three tasks of the Triwizard Tournament but the Triwizard cup had been turned into a port key where I was teleported to Lord Voldemort’s hiding place. Peter Pettigrew killed my friend who was also a champion, he took my blood and brought Voldemort back. I duelled Voldemort one on one and I managed to escape with my friend’s dead body back to the tournament. I was then almost killed by one of the death eaters who was disguised as Alastor Moody and had apparently been my defense against the dark arts professor all year. He was also the one who put my name into the goblet of Fire, helped me win (without me knowing) so that Voldemort could come back.

Age: 15

(5th year at Hogwarts)

Nobody except some teachers and a few friends at Hogwarts believed that Voldemort is back. So basically the whole wizarding world is against me and Dumbledore. So I had recruited an army of Hogwarts students, called it Dumbledore’s Army and taught them Defense against the dark arts myself. We also have to keep these meetings a secret as Umbridge is taking over the school, but we were later caught. I then fought against a big group of death eaters alongside The Order Of The Phoenix in the department of mysteries, where I lost my dear godfather; Sirius Black. I then watched as Dumbledore duelled Voldemort. Voldemort could not defeat Dumbledore so he possessed me but I fought him off with the power of love and friendship. The ministry arrived just in time to see with their own eyes that Voldemort really is back so now the boycott against Dumbledore and I have been lifted.

Age: 16

(6th year at Hogwarts)

In this year, Voldemort and his death eaters were taking over the wizarding world. I was a part of professor Slughorn’s Slug Club, during this year I discovered the dark lord’s many secrets, his past, and most importantly; his horcruxes. So Dumbledore and I begin our hunt to destroy all of Voldemort’s horcruxes so that he could finally be killed. We went to a deadly cave, where we had to swim across the ocean, cut our hand for blood, sail across a lake and drink poison. We also had to battle hundreds of Inferi emerging from the lake, trying to pull us down. With Dumbledore’s help, we managed to get one of the horcruxes and return to Hogwarts, to discover that it is fake. A few death eaters broke into the school and I fought in the battle of the astronomy tower, where Dumbledore is killed. After that, I have decided not to return to Hogwarts the next year, but to finish off what Dumbledore started, so that the dark lord would be mortal once more.

Age: 17

This year I did not return to Hogwarts as I intend to destroy all of Voldemort’s horcruxes. Firstly, the order came to the Dursleys house where I lived to escort me out by having seven people drink poly juice potion, becoming me. However, there was an ambush of the death eaters and we battled across the sky. I attended Bill Weasley and Fleur Delacour’s wedding but the death eaters attacked so Hermione, Ron and I had to escape. We are now on the run so on the first night we took shelter at number 12, Grimmauld Place. There, we discovered where the real Salazar Slytherin’s locket (Voldemort’s horcrux) is. The next day, we broke into the ministry of magic, disguising ourselves,as everyone is looking for me. We attacked Umbridge and managed to get the locket of her, we then escaped, now to a forest. We tried all we could to destroy it but failed. I then found the sword of Gryffindor under the icy lake where I went in to retrieve it. With the sword, we destroyed the locket.

Unfortunately, after that, we were captured and held prisoner at Malfoy Manor, but with Dobby’s help, we escaped (again). We had lost Dobby, for Bellatrix Leatrange had thrown a knife deep in his chest as we apparated to the shell cottage. Though, whilst at Malfoy Manor, we discovered another hiding place of Voldemort’s horcrux: inside Bellatrix lestrange’s vault at Gringotts.

Later on, we broke into Gringotts and into Bellatrix’s vault where we found Helga Hufflefuff’s cup (another horcrux) and escaped with it on a dragon, destroying the bank. Then, we snuck back into Hogwarts as I realized that another horcrux is hidden somewhere inside the castle.

That night, Voldemort and the death eaters came to Hogwarts and the battle of Hogwarts begins. I had found Rowena Ravenclaw’s lost diadem where Voldemort had hidden and destroyed it. We all fought in the battle, many lives are lost. Until I realized by watching through Snape’s memories that I was a horcrux myself. A horcrux Voldemort had accidentally created the first time he tried to kill me. A horcrux Voldemort didn’t even know existed. And in order to kill him, I must die. I then sacrificed myself to let Voldemort kill me, but then I awoke from death. I survived the killing curse the second time, and was carried back to the castle with everyone thinking I was dead. I then reveal myself alive and continue the battle. Nobody died after that as my sacrifice had become a protection for all. Neville Longbottom had pulled out the sword of Gryffindor from the sorting hat and killed Nagini. Now, there are no more horcruxes left, just Voldemort. We fought once more and I had finished him for good.

Here are all the horcruxes

Tom Riddle’s diary (destroyed by me when I was 12)

Marvolo Gaunt’s ring (destroyed by Dumbledore)

Salazar Slytherin’s locket (destroyed by Ron Weasley)

Helga Hufflepuff’s cup (destroyed by Hermione Granger)

Rowena Ravenclaw’s lost Diadem (destroyed by me)

Nagini: Voldemort’s snake (killed by Neville Longbottom)

Me (destroyed by Voldemort himself)

Voldemort’s left over soul in his body (killed by me)

I am Harry Potter. The boy who lived. The chosen one. I ended the first and second wizarding war and killed one of the most powerful wizards of all time.

Thank you for taking the time to read my portfolio.

Harry: so.. will you…

Minister of magic after reading the whole thing: YES.

{Okay so I know there are mistakes and flaws in this sorry}

#harry potter #harry potter headcanon #potter head #ministry of magic #solo harry #hogwarts #wizarding world

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How Love Hurts - Chapter 7.1 - by Alinda

A tear slides from Draco’s eye. He can feel it travel down on the side of his nose. It is no use trying to stop it. Scorpius looks at him and then turns back to his book. Draco is glad he doesn’t say anything. It’s hard enough already, knowing he’s ruining Christmas. It just hurts. Even after all these months Draco still can’t believe that it’s over. He wants to get a port-key, go back to London and just hug Harry one last time. One Christmas together wasn’t enough. It will never be enough.

Draco stands up, he needs to move, needs to do something. He walks into the kitchen and waves his wand at the kettle. It starts to boil almost immediately. On autopilot, Draco opens the cupboard and pulls out two mugs, fills them with the hot-chocolate powder and waits for the kettle to finish. Harry said it was tradition, having hot-chocolate with the kids on Christmas eve. Draco hopes Harry gets to do that this year. Hopes that he knows that Draco will do the same, to remember what they had together.

When the kettle is done, Draco picks it up and pours the hot water into the mugs. His phone rings in his pocket. He puts the kettle down, takes out his phone and looks at the screen that tells him it’s The Weasel. Harry had told Draco a million times to change it, that it was stupid. Only Draco knows that he’s programmed into Ronald’s phone as The Ferret, and as long as that’s the case, Draco doesn’t see the need to change it. But why is Ronald calling him on Christmas Eve? Isn’t he supposed to be cuddled up with Hermione, watching some sappy Christmas Romance by now?

Draco stares at the screen for so long, not knowing what to do, that the phone stops ringing. Something must have happened with Harry, there is no other explanation. No other reason for Ronald to call him now. The tears that Draco tried to hold back all night start to flow again. The phone starts again and Draco forces his hand to push accept and hold the phone to his ear.

“Draco, are you there?”

“What happened?” Draco asks. His voice wavers but he needs to know. He needs to hear he’s just being paranoid and that Harry is fine.

“Fuck, Draco, when you said he wasn’t safe with her, this was not what I expected.”

“Ronald, what happened?” Draco almost shouts into the phone.

“Are you sitting down?”

“No, Ronald, I’m standing in my kitchen freaking the hell out because you are calling me on Christmas Eve. Now stop stalling and tell me what’s wrong with Harry.” Draco’s voice breaks when he utters Harry’s name.

“He went to talk to Ginny tonight. We think it’s because her lawyer sent new terms for him to come to a visitation arrangement for the kids. We haven’t seen them, but they must have been bad since Harry rushed out of the house without saying a word.”

“What did she do?” Draco whispers. “What did she do to him?”

Draco can hear an ambulance in the background, people talking in the distance. Ronald most be outside somewhere.

“It’s bad, Draco. The healers are working on him as we speak, they’re not sure if he’ll make it.”

Draco his legs seem to turn into jelly. His free hand clutches the counter, trying to stay upright.

“Hermione is with James and Albus, they are being questioned by the Aurors. Lily is here, together with mom and dad. Some French Aurors are on their way to your house, Hermione made sure of that. I don’t think Ginny will get to you without her wand, but just to be safe.”

Ronald just goes on, talking about his family, how they are dealing with it all, only Draco doesn’t really hear any of it. They’re not sure if he’ll make it. The words keep spinning around in Draco’s head. Harry might die tonight, is probably going to die tonight.

“Albus said the last thing he said before he passed out was your name. I’ve called Percy, he’s at the ministry right now arranging a port-key for you and Scorpius. You guys belong here. The kids want you here. Lily already asked a couple of times if you would come back now.”

Silence. Draco looks at the steam rising from the mugs with hot chocolate. Harry would have made them from scratch, with real milk and real chocolate, none of this cheap packet stuff you only need to pour water on. Draco should have bought chocolate and milk, do it the proper way. It was Christmas tradition, wasn’t it? Draco doesn’t even have whipped cream to top the mugs off.

“Draco, are you still with me?”

Draco clears his throat. “Yes, I.” He has no idea how to finish that sentence. Slowly he slides to the floor and sits down with his back against the cupboard.

“It’s okay, Draco. Just go grab some clothes and stuff and I’m sure we’ll have that port-key for you in no time at all.”

The door to the kitchen opens and Scorpius walks in. “Dad, there are some men at the door that want to see you. They’re Aurors. Please tell me you didn’t do anything illegal?”

Draco looks up at his son and as soon as Scorpius sees the tears on his fathers face he hurries over to him. “Dad, what’s wrong?”

Draco shakes his head. He can’t think straight. Not being with Harry is one thing, but losing him forever? Having to bury him like he did Astoria. How in Merlin’s beard is Draco supposed to recover from that? How do you move on when everyone you love dies?

“Dad, you’re scaring me. Please say something.”

The fear in Scorpius voice snaps Draco back to the present. He takes Scorpius’ hand in his and closes his eyes. “The Aurors are here to protect us,” he answers Scorpius first question. That he can do, he’s not sure if he can tell the rest.

“Protect us from what? Dad, I need you to snap out of it and tell me what’s going on,” Scorpius says with a stern voice. Draco snaps his head up and looks at his son, at how his expression is so alike Astoria when she was sick of Draco’s dwelling on things he couldn’t change.

A crackling sound comes from Draco’s mobile and he puts it back to his ear. “I’m fine, Ronald. I need to tell Scorpius. Just text me when the port-key is ready.”

“Yeah, I will. I need to get back in. Before Mother kills the nursing staff. I’ve never seen her like this.”

Draco hangs up the phone and motions for Scorpius to sit down next to him. Scorpius leans into Draco’s side and Draco puts his arm around Scorpius’ shoulders.

“Harry is hurt,” he says with difficulty. He opens his mouth to say more, but he can’t find the words. Scorpius knows Ginevra only as Albus his mother. He doesn’t know about the scars on Harry’s back or the nights Harry fell asleep crying because of what she did.

“It’s bad, isn’t it?” Scorpius asks.

Draco nods his head and rests it on his knees that he’s pulled up towards his chest. Tears start to fall again. “I’m sorry Scorp, I can’t, he might die. I can’t lose him, not like this.”

Scorpius throws his arm around Draco and buries his face against Draco’s chest. “Are we going back?” Scorpius asks with a shaky voice. “I want to go back, dad. If Albus is going to lose his dad, I need to be there. He’s going to need me.”

Draco folds his arms around Scorpius. “We’re going back,” he cries. Scorpius lets Draco hold him and together they cry. The Aurors walk into the room at some point and fire away in French about how they secured the place and that they will stay until Draco and Scorpius have left for England. Draco thinks he thanks them, but he’s not sure. He just wants to get out of here, make it to Harry and force him to live.

#HowLoveHurts #drarry #Draco Malfoy #Harry Potter #ron weasley #scorpius malfoy #christmas #bad news #AlindasStories

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Smugglers was soo cute! Could I ask for a part 2? Or separate fic? With Charlie proposing to mc?

Of course! Thank you for being my first ask and request! Like Smugglers, this is rather long

Title: Together

This is a part 2 for Smugglers!

Somewhere in Romania. July, 1994

Charlie Weasley, renowned Dragonologist and a man known for actively adoring his long-term girlfriend, Master Curse-Breaker (Y/N) Selwyn.

The months after smuggling Norbert, now Norberta, out of Hogwarts were spent in Romania as Charlie and (Y/N) took care of the various species of Dragons in a secluded area protected by magic. The pair was currently celebrating their eight year anniversary by helping a very angry Peruvian Vipertooth go through labor. Peruvian Vipertooths are highly venomous so guiding it through labor was no simple task. After several hours, the Vipertooth had finally finished laying her eggs and had calmed down sufficiently for the couple to return to their temporary home on the Romanian Dragon Sanctuary.

“(Y/N)” Charlie called softly as his girlfriend walked over to the bathroom, “Let me help you” He said, walking over to wrap his arms around her, “It’s our anniversary and instead of having a romantic dinner, we helped a Dragon lay her eggs” He muttered, moving a strand of her (H/C) hair from her forehead.

(Y/N) smiled and pressed a kiss against his freckled nose, “Charlie, just being with you is fine” She stated, pulling him into the bathroom, “But if you want to help” She grinned, locking their bathroom door, “Help me take a bath, I’m bloody tired”

Charlie smirked and pulled his shirt off revealing his muscular yet scarred chest, “Your wish is my command, love” He grinned, grabbing the hem of (Y/N)’s shirt and pealing it off her body.

(Y/N) and Charlie spent a little over an hour in the bath, happily washing each other’s hair and just running their hands over each other’s bodies.

After their bath, the pair snuggled up on their plush bed with Charlie holding (Y/N) against his bare chest. Charlie smiled as he played with (Y/N)’s hair as her soft breath hit his chest, “I can’t for you to be Mrs. Charlie Weasley” He spoke absentmindedly, knowing she couldn’t hear him. The day’s events has definitely tired her out and as soon as Charlie had her arms around her, she knocked out.

With a sigh, Charlie’s eyes trailed towards the letter sitting on her nightstand with their names neatly written over the front. After placing a kiss against (Y/N)’s forehead, Charlie finally drifted to sleep.

The letter addressed to them came from Charlie’s doting parents, Molly and Arthur Weasley requesting their presence for a very eventful family get-together

Dear, Charlie and (Y/N),

Arthur has obtained Quidditch World Cup tickets for the entire family and your friends! I’ve contacted your friends from Hogwarts and let them know we’re all attending so you two must come!

I’ve received confirmation from Penny, Rowan, Tulip, Merula, Ben, Barnaby, and Andre so it’s a chance for all of you to see each other again.

I hope to see the two of you in August!

With Love,

Molly Weasley

The Burrow. August, 1994

Charlie and (Y/N) had arrived at his family home a week before the Final Quidditch World Cup game. During their time there, (Y/N) had grown even closer to Molly Weasley, helping her with cooking and cleaning around the house, but simultaneously assisting Arthur with any sudden repairs.

Inside the house, Fred and George were keen on teasing (Y/N) about Charlie, but it was something she was used to and found amusing

“Remember, Freddie” (Y/N) teased, “When you get a girlfriend, I’ll be teasing you” She warned and George let out a loud snort.

“Fred? A girlfriend?” He exclaimed, “In a million years!” Before he could continue his joking, Fred’s elbow came in contact with George’s side. Outside, however, Ronald, Charlie, Harry, and Bill were playing a friendly game of Quidditch while Ginny and Percy watched from the ground.

However, Percy wasn’t necessarily watching, he was reading a book on counter spells while his younger sister paid extra close attention to what the boys in the air were doing.

Bill enjoyed the game, but he was keeping an eye on Charlie, who seemed to be in his own little world. Charlie, unfortunately for him, was knocked out of his trance when a bludger knocked him off his broom. Luckily, Bill swooped down and caught Charlie right before he hit the ground, setting him down on the bright green grass.

“What’s up with ya?” Bill asked, hoping off his broom. Once settled, he noticed a small black box against the grass. Squinting, he picked up the box and Charlie scrambled to take it back.

“Give it!” He exclaimed, but Bill held him away until he finally opened the box. His eyes widened when he realized it was a rather expensive looking ring, “William!” Charlie yelled, snatching the box from his brother’s hands and shoving it in his pocket.

“Bloody hell!” Bill shouted, “You’re proposing?!” Despite Charlie’s constant shushing, Bill’s excitement got the best of him alerting his youngest brother and his best friend much to Charlie’s dismay.

Ron couldn’t believe his ears. He walked over to his brother, mouth agape, and looked around before whispering, “You’re proposing to (Y/N)?! Since when?!”

Charlie’s blush took up most of his freckled face, “Be quiet you arse-hats!” He muttered, “Since a couple months ago, I just haven’t found the right time” He admitted and Harry walked over to him with a small smile

“How bout at the game?” Harry suggested, “The whole family will be there and I’m sure Mrs. Weasley wouldn’t want to miss it”

Charlie was dumbfounded. Of course! The Quidditch game was the perfect way to propose! They would be surrounded by their friends and family, what a perfect occasion.

August 18th, 1994. Quidditch World Cup

The morning of the game, Charlie and (Y/N) were up at five in the morning, preparing for the day. Charlie was packing their bags as (Y/N) took a warm shower, but as each minute passed by, Charlie grew even more nervous. Today was the day Charlie will be proposing to (Y/N) in front of all his family and friends.

Even after the Cursed Vaults, the venomous and deadly creatures he had worked with could not prepare him for the nerve-wrecking task of proposing to his girlfriend. Holding the box in his hand, Charlie let out a sigh and placed it inside his pocket for safe-keeping and easy access.

(Y/N) walked into their room with a towel wrapped around her and another wrapped around her hair, “Hey, love” She greeted as she picked her outfit from off the bed, “Are you okay? You look rather pale” She stated, placing a hand over his forehead to make sure he didn’t have a temperature.

“Y-yes, darling” He smiled, “I’m perfectly fine” He reassured, placing a kiss against her forehead, “You better get dressed, we’re departing soon” He stated, putting the last of their belongings into their bags.

Hermione had woken up Harry and Ron, but she still roamed around the house attempting to help Mrs. Weasley with everything she could. After about an hour, Arthur Weasley called for everyone and the group headed out to the meeting place within the forest.

(Y/N) leaned over to her boyfriend. “Why are all meeting places inside a forest?” she smirked, sliding her hand into Charlie’s, holding it tightly. Charlie chuckled and gave a shrug in response

“Because they’re dark and secluded” Charlie whispered into her ear, placing a kiss against it, clearly sneaking an innuendo in his words. (Y/N) giggled, throwing Charlie a subtle wink, but of course, one of his many brothers happened to be paying attention.

“Y’know, Georgie” Fred started, “I heard Charlie and (Y/N) had some fun times in the forbidden forest” He grinned, speaking loud enough for the couple to hear.

“Really, Fred?” George played along, subtly glancing back at their older brother, smirks on both their faces. Charlie furrowed his eyebrows, reaching into his pocket for his wand.

“Watch this” He whispered, aiming his wand at his twin brothers. Before Fred could continue his teasing, Charlie uttered out, “Jellylegs Jinx” and his twin brothers fell forward onto the pile of leaves.

“Charlie!” Fred exclaimed as Ron and Harry bursted out into fits of laughter. Bill looked back and saw his brothers in a pile of leaves, letting out a sigh, he uttered the counter-spell and the two were up and at em. Turning around with a smile, Bill followed behind his Father and the rest of the group kept making jokes and singing songs with each other until they met up with the Diggorys.

They introduced themselves respectively and after Mr. Diggory fawning over Harry, they were on their way to the port-key which happened to be an old boot.

Most of them had already traveled by port-key before, but for the younger kids, it was their first time utilizing this method of travel. Grabbing the old boot at once, they were all transported to the field where the game was being held.

Once they arrived, Arthur set up their enchanted tent and everyone went inside. Everyone except for (Y/N) and Charlie, who were waiting for their friends to come around.

“Charlie!” Ben exclaimed, leading the group to where the couple was standing, “You guys are finally here!” Ben hugged both of them, letting the others say their greetings. The girls quickly pulled (Y/N) into the tent, gossiping and discussing their latest adventures.

Andre Egwu placed a hand on Charlie’s shoulder, “Did you do it yet?” He asked. Unbeknownst to the others, Andre knew about the proposal and he even helped Charlie obtain a ring because all the ones he looked at ran rather expensive, more than the poor Weasley family could afford. The night of Norberta’s smuggle, a very drunk Charlie had spoken to his dear friend Andre about proposing to (Y/N), but the next day when Andre mentioned his request, Charlie did not remember anything he had said.

Andre, being the great friend he was, told Charlie not to worry about it and that he would take care for everything he asked for the night before. Despite Charlie’s protests, Andre purchased the ring Charlie had been eyeing for the past five months and handed it to him so he could finally propose to his girlfriend.

Charlie, being as stubborn as he was, began paying Andre back for the ring, but Andre would always refuse the sickles, knuts, and galleons Charlie would offer, reassuring Charlie that he wanted to help him out no matter what it took.

Charlie finally gave in, thanking Andre for what he had done and kept the ring safe and more importantly, out of (Y/N)’s sight.

“Do what?” Barnaby asked, crossing his arms and Charlie smiled sheepishly, pulling the black box from his pocket. Ben let out a small gasp and Barnaby’s eyes widened, “You’re proposing?!” Barnaby shouted, but Ben quickly shushed him.

“Yes, Barnaby!” Charlie exclaimed, “But I’m bloody nervous! What if she says no?!”

Andre rolled his eyes and smacked Charlie upside the head, “Are you mad? She’d never say no!”

While the boys reassured Charlie outside, Tulip had grabbed (Y/N)’s hand, quickly examining it, “He hasn’t proposed yet” She groaned and Merula rolled her eyes.

“Maybe if I have a talk with him, he’ll finally do it” Merula stated, crossing her arms and Penny shook her head at that threat sounding statement.

“He’ll do it when he’s ready” Penny smiled, placing her hand on (Y/N)’s shoulder, “I’m sure (Y/N) is happy with him either way, something like marriage shouldn’t be rushed”

(Y/N) smiled at Penny’s words, “Penny’s right, I know you lot have been waiting for this practically from the beginning of our relationship and it’s not like I don’t want to marry him, but everything is hectic right now so I’m not even sure marriage is in his head right now”

Rowan let out a sigh, “This is Charlie we’re talking about, I’m sure he’s always thinking about marrying you, but he’s just too nervous to ask”

Before their conversation could continue, Arthur called everyone out for the game which would begin in about twenty minutes and maneuvering through the large crowds would take a couple of minutes.

Once in their seats, Charlie took (Y/N)’s hand nervously and it immediately became sweaty against hers. Charlie removed his hand and shot her a sheepish smile, “Sorry” He muttered and she shook her head, taking his calloused hand in hers again

“Charlie, we’ve been together for eight years, sweat doesn’t bother me” She stated happily. Their friends were standing behind them with Andre, Ben, and Barnaby watching intently. Tulip and Merula noticed their gazes, the two girls looked at each other and back at the boys.

Clearing her throat, Tulip got Ben’s attention and she shot him a smile, “So, what’s up with you three?” She asked with Merula actively listening in order to get information out of Ben. Although he had shed most of his insecurities, Ben still felt somewhat uneasy around Tulip and Merula so he felt obligated to tell them

Ben leaned in, “Charlie’s proposing, but don’t say anything” He whispered and before Tulip could scream, Merula slapped a hand over her mouth and told her to keep quiet.

Amos Diggory, Bill, Molly and Arthur Weasley sat on Charlie’s right side, Percy and Ginny were on (Y/N)’s left, and Cedric, Harry, Ron, and Hermione were on the very top row, behind the group that found the Cursed Vaults. Harry and Ron were also keeping a close eye on Charlie since the two were aware he would be proposing at any moment.

The players began flying onto the field and everyone began to cheer. Well, everyone except for Charlie who’s nerves were consuming him. Suddenly, the whistle blew and the players began to whiz by, the game had commenced.

However, the whistle had frightened Charlie and he jumped, clutching his pocket in order to protect the box. (Y/N) noticed his uneasiness and glanced over at him with a worried look, “Charlie?” (Y/N) called and Charlie gulped, his palms growing sweatier by the moment.

“Darling, what’s wrong?” She asked, speaking loud enough for him to hear. Closing his eyes for a moment, he took a deep breath before turning to face her, “Charlie?”

Harry began to slap Ron on the arm as he subtly pointed at his older brother who was now nervously facing his girlfriend, “Ron! Look!” Harry exclaimed, catching Hermione’s attention as well.

“Listen, (Y/N)” Charlie started, “I’m not quite sure how to say this” He muttered and she looked up at him with a questioning look. The crowds kept getting louder and louder by the moment and it was growing harder for Charlie to speak his mind. However, Bill had noticed what Charlie was attempting to do and gave him a subtle reassuring nudge.

“Listen, we’ve been together for a long time…” Charlie said, grabbing one of her hands with a sheepish smile

“Yes, we have” (Y/N) smiled, “Charlie, just say what you want to say, I’m listening” She said, obviously not catching on to his intentions. Rowan, however, glanced over at the two of them and noticed how Charlie’s other hand was in his pocket. The nervous expression, the hand in the pocket, and the inability to get his words out, Rowan caught on before her best friend and she wasn’t even being proposed to!

“Oh, Merlin” Rowan whispered and grabbed Penny by the arm, telling her to look at the couple. Charlie took another deep breath and furrowed his eyebrows, “Dammit! What I’m trying to say is that I’m bloody in love with you and I want to spend the rest of my life exploring with you and just being with you!”

(Y/N)’s eyes widened, “Charlie” She muttered and at this point, the two had caught the attention of their friends and family, except for Charlie’s parents, Ginny, and Percy who were invested in the game.

As Charlie pulled the box out of his pocket, he began bending down on one knee. (Y/N) covered her mouth and tears began prickling at the corners of her eyes. Charlie slowly open the box to reveal a glittering silver ring with a small diamond in the middle, “(Y/N) Selwyn, curse breaker extrodinare," He started, "Would you make me the happiest bloke on earth and will you give me the honor and the joy of being your husband?” Charlie asked with a large grin.

Bill nudged his Mother in order to get her to turn her head towards Charlie’s direction and instead of reprimanding her eldest son, she noticed her second-born on one knee in front of his girlfriend, “Arthur!” She called, “Arthur, look!” She exclaimed happily, pointing at the scene next to them.

Tulip began to cheer happily and so did the rest of their friends, Ron couldn’t believe Charlie had actually done it and Hermione almost cried out of happiness. Ginny heard her mother screaming and turned to see Charlie proposing to his long-term girlfriend. Ginny pulled of Percy’s suit coat and forced him to turn, his eyes widening at his brother.

“Bloody Hell” Fred and George said simultaneously, cheering their nervous brother on.

(Y/N) began to cry as Charlie held the ring in front of her. Violently nodding, she wiped her tears away, “Yes! Of course I’ll marry you!” She exclaimed and Charlie’s smile somehow grew wider. Slipping the ring onto her finger, Charlie grabbed (Y/N) and kissed held deeply, holding her tightly against his body.

Andre was patting Charlie on the back as Ben and Barnaby clapped in congratulations, the girls minus Merula were screaming and crying out of happiness, but although she wasn’t screaming, Merula was still excited to see her friends engaged. The Weasleys were ecstatic, but no one could top Molly Weasley, who was now crying, holding Charlie tightly

“Oh, my boy!” She cried. running her hands through his bright hair, “I always thought Bill would get engaged first, but I was wrong, oh I’m so happy!”

Admiring the ring, (Y/N) looked up at Charlie “I love you so much” (Y/N) said, leaning up to kiss her now fianceé. Charlie smiled into the kiss and took a hold of her hand

“I love you more” He stated and wrapped his arm around her waist as they all turned their attention back to the game. Ireland won the Quidditch World Cup and the group moved to celebrate the victory, Victor Krum’s catch, and, of course, Charlie and (Y/N)’s engagement.

But, their celebration was short-lived. Suddenly, a riot sparked and Arthur noticed the Death Eaters apparating and disapparating, stunning and casting the killing curse on the crowd. Among the chaos, the group split up. (Y/N) ended up by herself while Charlie frantically looked for her while simultaneously protecting his younger siblings.

A Death Eater had aimed his wand at (Y/N), but she wasn’t about to go down without a fight, “Bombarda Maxima!” (Y/N) shouted, sending a hoard of Death Eaters flying away with the explosion. On the other side, Merula and Penny were fighting off Death Eaters with ease. Barnaby and Ben were nearby, moving lost children to safe spaces while fighting off more Death Eaters.

Suddenly, all the Death Eaters disapparated and the Dark Mark appeared against the dark sky.

Charlie looked up and ran through the crowds, yelling for his fianceé, “(Y/N)!” He yelled, pushing through all the wizards and witches, “(Y/N)!” He was growing frustrated, he couldn’t see her, he couldn’t hear her, and he couldn’t find her. Charlie refused to assume the worst, but he couldn’t help scan the fallen bodies, hoping she wasn't among them.

“Charlie!” (Y/N) called and Charlie suddenly turned to see her standing a few feet away, “You’re okay!” She exclaimed, running up to him and jumping into his arms.

“Oh, Merlin!” Charlie cried, holding (Y/N)’s head against his chest, “You’re okay” He choked out, tears streaming down his face, “You’re bloody okay” Charlie grabbed her face and pressed a rough kiss against her lips. Once he pulled away, he pressed his forehead against her’s and let out cries of relief.

“I’m definitely not leaving you when we just got engaged” (Y/N) joked, hugging Charlie tightly, “We’re alright, everyone’s alright”

Penny, Rowan, Merula, Tulip, Andre, Barnaby, and Ben had gathered where Charlie and (Y/N) were, making sure they were all safe. Together, they found the rest of the Weasleys along with Harry and Hermione. Everyone was shocked and nervous, but these events wouldn’t stop them from celebrating the engagement when they returned to The Burrow.

The Wizarding World was currently under threat, but as long as they were together, everything would be perfectly fine.

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World Cup

(AN: So I have a wattpad account and decided to post one of my chapters from my Draco Malfoy story on here. )

It was early in the day now, and Mrs. Weasley sent Hermione and me to wake up the boys. I'm April Potter. I am 14 along with my twin brother Harry. Harry is known as the boy who lived. He has a scar on his forehead from the night an evil man named Voldemort killed our parents. Harry was the only one out of the two of us to get the scar. For the past three years along with our two friends, Ron and Hermione have battled a Troll, Learned about the chamber of secrets, and helped a man escape dementors. This year I'm hoping nothing too extreme happens. "Harry..Harry, Harry," said Hermione. I looked over to see my brother wake up from a nightmare I'm guessing. "Hermione, when did you get here?" Harry asked. "Just now" I turned to Ron who was still snoring away. "Ron. Ron wake up" Ron woke up to me standing over him. "Bloody Hell," Ron said covering himself. I rolled my eyes and pulled Hermione to leave. "Honestly Ron get dressed you also Harry." Ron laid back down ignoring what I just said. We all ate our breakfast, and Mr. Weasley rounded us up and made our journey to wherever. "Ron where are we going?" Harry asked. Ron just shrugged. I was walking beside Fred and George talking about the pranking adventures we could get into at Hogwarts.

"Arthur it's about time son." I looked to see a man ahead of us holding a cane. "This is Amos Diggory everyone works with me at the ministry." Then a boy dropped from a tree making me jump. "This young man must be Cedric." Ginny and Hermione grabbed me and pulled me forward. "He does look handsome," said Ginny. "Oh come on Gin you know April only has eyes for a certain Slytherin," Hermione said with disgust. I looked around to see if Harry had heard, but he was distracted by Cedric's dad. "I don't have feelings for Malfoy." "I didn't say it was Malfoy" Hermione is such a pain. Ever since 2nd year when Malfoy treated me differently, Hermione claims that he likes me, but I couldn't be bothered. Both Ginny and Hermione laughed at the sour expression on my face. We came to an open field where there was an old boot sitting out in the open. "Why are we all standing around that mangy old boot?" Harry asked. "That's not any mangy old boot mate" "It's a port key, " said the twins. We all put a hand on the boot as Mr. Diggory counted down. I noticed Harry didn't have his hand on the boot, so I quickly snatched his hand and placed it on the boot as we were lifted up in the air. "Alright, kids let go" what did he just say "Let go" that's what I thought he said. We all let go, and I screamed bloody murder as we fell and landed on the ground. I looked up to see Mr. Weasley, Cedric, and his dad come down with ease. The twins came and pulled me up and brushed the dirt off me. "Wouldn't want Princess April to get dirty would we Fred" "No George I reckon we don't" "Oh stuff it you two," I said grabbing my bag and catching up to Hermione. "Well, kids welcome to the Quidditch World Cup ." There were wizards everywhere sporting green and red. Hermione and I both looked at each other with awe. We split up from the Diggorys and made our way to this small tent. "How are we supposed to fit in that?" I said. No one answered me. Harry just looked at me confused also. I stepped forward and walked into the tent. It was very spacious inside along with a kitchen. "I love magic," Harry said.

It was night now, and we were following the crowd towards the stadium. We were going up these flights of stairs, and I was getting tired. "Are we there yet?" I asked out of breath. I wasn't a Quidditch player like Harry I stuck to academics. "Blimey Dad how far up are we?" Ron asked. "Well put it this way if it rains you'll be the first to know." ugh I hate Lucius Malfoy. He thinks just because he's a pureblood that makes him better than everyone else when he's scum. "Father and I are in the minister's box by invitation of Cornelius Fudge himself." Of course, Draco just had to make it worse. I glared at Draco who had a smug look on his face. Harry grabbed my shoulders to turn me around. Lucifer I mean Lucius decided to grab Harry's sleeve with his cane. "Do enjoy yourself won't you.. while you can." What did he mean by that? I looked at Draco to see him still staring at me. He sent me a wink before following his father. "I hate that git," Harry said. "Don't worry about him Harry come let's enjoy the game." I pushed Harry up the stairs.

When we got to the top, the game was just starting. The Irish came over us and produced a dancing Leprechaun in the sky. "So cool" I commented to Harry. Along came Bulgaria with their Seeker Viktor Krum. "Hermione I think I want one."Hermione pushed me as the game began. Of course, Ireland won, and we were back in the tent having our little party. "There's no one like Krum." Ron started to say. Ginny and I were dancing around when I heard a bang. I looked to see Mr. Weasley came inside the tent with a serious face. "Stop it's not the Irish we need to move now." When we got outside, there was straight pandemonium. People were running in every direction screams filled the air, and there was fire everywhere. "APRIL HARRY" I heard Hermione yell. I felt Harry grab my wrist and pull me towards the group. I tried to keep up, but I couldn't and tripped. "HARRY" I yelled out. "APRIL NO" I got up and pushed my way through the crowd trying to reach him, but it was too late. I ran as fast as I could looking behind me to see where the enemies were. As soon as I turned back around I bumped into someone. I looked up to see...Malfoy?

"Malfoy what are you doing just standing there?" He didn't answer as he pulled me off in another direction towards the woods. "Hey! let go where are you taking me?" Of course, he ignored me. He led me to a clearing away from the chaos and threw me into a tree. "What the hell is your problem?" He narrowed his eyes at me. "What the hell is yours!" I put my hands on my hips and glared. "For your information, I got separated from my brother and was trying to find him." Malfoy just rolled his eyes and leaned against the tree. "Of course you get separated from Saint Potter whenever there's danger about."

"What's that suppose to mean?" Malfoy huffed then looked at me. "It means your brother has a poor record when it comes to keeping you safe from harm." I opened my mouth to tell him off, but he was right in a way. Harry was never around whenever I was in trouble. Although he did save Ginny and me from the Chamber. "Why do you care for my safety anyways you hate me." Malfoy was quiet as he still stared at me which was kind of making me uneasy. "I hate your brother you, on the other hand, I can't seem to figure out." I turned my back on him noticing that the commotion was over and the screams had died down. "Well don't bother I'm a lion you're a snake that's all there is to it," I said as I walked off maybe I can find Harry now. "Let's not forget there's more snake in you than lion Ms. Potter." I stopped and glanced back at him to see that stupid smirk on his face. Git

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- too late, too sick, too young -

HARRY JAMES POTTER REALLY IS THE SPITTING IMAGE OF DAVID GANDY, RIGHT? FOR SOMEONE ONLY FORTY-EIGHT YEARS OLD, HARRY HAS BEEN FORCED TO ENDURE SO MUCH. YEAH, THAT HALFBLOOD HAS BEEN SCRAPING BY AT THE SANCTUARY FOR FIVE MONTHS NOW, WORKING AS A MEMBER IN THE HIGH COUNCIL. HE IDENTIFIES AS CISMALE AND IS KNOWN TO BE IMPULSIVE AND INTENSE BUT ALSO COURAGEOUS AND LOYAL. BEST OF LUCK SURVIVING THROUGH THIS. ⊰ FLINT, 21, GMT, THEY/THEM ⊱

It’s hard to live down a reputation like this. The chosen one, the boy who lived. After a while it all became background noise; less name up in lights, more tabloid newspaper. It was the last thing he wanted as a boy and the last thing he’d intended to spur on after defeating Voldemort was more of the same.

Still, there was work to be done. Life was easier after the Battle for Hogwarts, but he still had exams to pass and a future to chase. Though the system was repressive and the thought of more fighting nauseating, he knew the path he wished to take. Out of Hogwarts, Harry joined the Ministry as an auror. Introductory sessions with fellow trainees were hilarious. “That’s him,” they whispered. “He killed You Know Who.” It was safe to say he was over-qualified for the position.

Soon, he rose in the ranks, appointed Head of the Auror Office at the unprecedented age of twenty-six, he became a somewhat controversial figure. Some overlooked the years of service he’d put in, even after the war, cleaning up the last, lingering death eater loyalists and the corruption they left behind. He was still youthful - sterner than he had been, so much older in the eyes - but that was all they saw.

Facing criticism with a smirk, Harry responded by causing further upset, introducing reforms to the office to prevent the lackadaisical attitude that had aided the takeover of the Ministry in the decade before, allowing for real, compassionate, trained wixen to enter the ranks of the aurors to dissipate the red tape and conservative barriers. Though it caused much upset in the older rankings, Harry would say it clearly impressed somebody for him to then be appointed Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.

It was crippling, though. There was always so much work to do and not the important, meaningful, on the ground action he had imagined as a fresh graduate. He was sending others to do that work. Increasingly, it seemed, as time went on.

Harry was the first port of call as news came in of the attacks on muggles. While they had, unfortunately, never really stopped, the numbers and the severity were unprecedented. Times rapidly grew more desperate and dangerous, compelling Harry back onto the streets himself - he couldn’t sit and wait away the maddening hours.

The decision to reform the Order of the Phoenix did not echo the positivity he associated with the title. This must have been what it was like when they first formed. That sulphuric tension in the air. Yet even they, with all their experience, all their talent, could not anticipate the reality of the threat that came for them.

It was not like it was before. There was no cause to fight, no trail to follow, no good people and death eaters. It was impossible on a mind-shattering scale and only grew, seemingly by the day, leaving Harry and his aurors and the Order scrabbling for some solution.

He attended the Wizengamot to discuss this solution. As he paced the floor, he presented all that his aurors had found, heard all the Department of Mysteries had to offer. It was not the first of such meetings, though it was perhaps the most impactful. There never was a last meeting. Not officially. Things moved too fast for that.

Blessedly, Harry was able to escape the city with the family he had strived all these years to protect and provide for despite the ferocity of his work. There was more yet for him to do, however, and Ginny was more than capable of defending them alone.

When he returned to Hogwarts, yet again under such soul-sucking, miserable conditions, he was close to losing his mind. There was no sense in hiding and waiting, he believed, yet he had personally seen how little else could be done. All else had failed, before his eyes. This last bastion contained some of the greatest minds he knew. There was little chance, he wagered, but the slightest flicker of hope was bright enough to follow.

#inferi intro #this is long as fuck im so sorry #anyway hmu on messages or on disc because i cant keep track of all the potters here and ill be going to bed soon

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Hermione Granger and Joseph Campbell’s Hero Journey Myth

(The Mary Sue)

Hermione Granger can be seen as a “twining hero” alongside Harry Potter. This is similar to Gilgamesh and Enkidu because they embark on the journey together. Like Enkidu, Hermione helps Harry fill in the steps in the Hero Myth Journey. While Joseph Campbell typically describes the hero to complete physical challenges, Hermione is able to use her intelligence to help Harry and complete the journey.

Call to Adventure—

Hermione’s call to adventure with the quest to defeat Voldemort alongside Harry, occurs when Harry and Ron tell her about the horcruxes containing Voldemort’s soul in Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. Hermione finds out the necklace, believed to be a horcrux, is actually fake, so she embarks on her journey to find and destroy the real necklace, along with the other horcruxes.

Refusal of Call—

Like Harry, Hermione does not have a refusal of her call to adventure. Hermione is a true Gryffindor. She is brave and is therefore eager to go on the hero journey.

However, in earlier books, Hermione initially refuses the call to adventure. For example, in Philosopher’s Stone, Hermione is reluctant to seek out the stone because she fears breaking the rules.

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Supernatural Aid—

Hermione Granger is a witch, so she has innate magical abilities. Her friends and mentors are also witches and wizards, such as Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, and Albus Dumbledore. She uses magical objects throughout her journey, such as a wand, a time turner, and a port key. Specifically in Deathly Hallows, Hermione uses a basilisk fang to destroy the Hufflepuff Cup, which had been turned into a horcrux by Voldemort.

Crossing the First Threshold and Belly of the Whale—

At the beginning of Deathly Hallows, Hermione Granger makes the decision to leave her family before continuing on her hero journey. Hermione uses the obliviate spell to erase herself from her parents’ memory. This is the point of no return for her, as the spell she uses permanently separates her from her family life.

(Hello Giggles)

Road of Trials--

Hermione accompanies Harry Potter to find and destroy all of Voldemort’s horcruxes, which contain fragments of Voldemort’s soul. Destroying the horcruxes are stepping stones to their ultimate goal: killing Voldemort. Hermione played a crucial part in the search for the horcruxes.

After Harry, Ron, and Hermione escape the Death Eater attack at Bill and Fleur’s wedding, Hermione provides a change of clothes for the group, stating that she’s “had the essentials packed for weeks” (Deathly Hallows). Hermione is the one in the group who thinks ahead and is always prepared.

(Books, Flicks, & Chardonnay)

Hermione sought out the real Slytherin locket, after she, Ron, and Harry discovered they had destroyed a replica. She assisted in discovering that the only way to destroy the horcrux is with basilisk venom.

To keep her friends safe from unwanted visitors, Hermione puts up protections spells

(Books, Flicks, & Chardonnay)

To keep her friends safe from unwanted visitors, Hermione puts up protections spells

(Books, Flicks, & Chardonnay)

In order to sneak into Gringotts, Harry, Ron, and Hermione had to disguise themselves. For Hermione, she had to use one of Bellatrix’s hairs that had fallen out while she was torturing Hermione in a polyjuice potion in order to make herself look like Bellatrix Lestrange so they could gain access to her vault, which they suspected had a horcrux in it.

(Daily Dot)

Hermione assisted in finding and destroying other horcruxes, such as Tom Riddle’s Diary, Ravenclaw’s Diadem, and Nagini. However, she did not destroy any of these horcruxes herself.

As previously mentioned, Hermione uses a fang soaked in Basilisk venom to destroy Hufflepuff’s Cup. This was a horcrux that was destroyed by Hermione herself. She had to break into Gringotts Wizarding Bank disguised as Bellatrix Lestrange, a death eater and minion of Voldemort. Once inside, she found her way into the vault to destroy the Cup.

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Meeting with the Goddess—

At the Malfoy Manor, Hermione, Ron, and Harry are captured by the death eaters and imprisoned in the Manor. Bellatrix Lestrange, a powerful and evil death eater, tortures Hermione by separating her from Ron and Harry and carving “Mudblood” (a slang for a wizard or witch with human ancestry) into her arm.

(Books, Flicks, & Chardonnay)

(IGN)

Temptation—

Ron is angry at Harry because he wears the Slytherin locket for too long, and decides to leave the group. Hermione, who is in love with Ron, is tempted to leave with Ron. However, she decides to stay with Harry because she knows she needs to continue on their quest together.

(Her Campus)

Atonement with the Father—

This event is not in the Deathly Hallows film. However, it is important to note that in the book, Hermione, Ginny, and Luna fight Bellatrix in her final fight. Here, Hermione confronts the person who holds the most power over her. This is an important battle for Hermione, even though she is not the one who finishes it. Molly Weasley ends up taking over and killing Bellatrix.

(Tenor)

Apotheosis, Ultimate Boon, Refusal of the Return, Magic Flight, and Rescue from Without--

Since Hermione is a twinning hero with Harry Potter, her storyline skips over these parts of Campbell’s Hero Myth Journey. These parts focus more on Harry Potter, but Hermione is still supporting him throughout the journey.

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Crossing the Return Threshold—

After all the horcruxes are destroyed and Voldemort is dead, the battle at Hogwarts is over. Hermione’s quest is complete. Hermione is then able to leave Hogwarts and move onto a new stage of her life with Ron.

Master of Two Worlds—

Hermione is a muggle-born witch. Therefore, she belongs in both the wizarding world and the human/muggle world. At the end of her journey, Hermione becomes a master of both of these worlds.

Freedom to Live—

Without the threat of Voldemort, Hermione is able to live freely and safely. Nineteen years after her quest is complete, Hermione is married to Ron and has two children with him.

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#joseph campbell #Hermione Granger #Hero's journey myth #plzgiveusanA

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