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limelightofpolaris · 8 months
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"Don't you dare touch my godson"
But it's Harry about Teddy instead
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aacciorriptide-writes · 8 months
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dating Teddy Lupin would include...
summary: a few ideas on how i think Teddy would act as a boyfriend a/n: i'm rewriting a bunch of old headcanon lists from my wattpad - find the full list here content warnings: n/a next gen masterlist
Neck/jaw kisses
Nose kisses
VEEERRRRRRRRRRY soft kisses
Stealing A L L of his jumpers.
Him calling you love/my love/baby ajadarfxreafgezvb
Neck/jaw kisses.
Him making a complete fool of himself whenever you're around.
Always sitting at the hufflepuff table
Cheering on hufflepuff in quidditch matches even tho you're not a hufflepuff.
Neck kisses.
Him always having his hair your favourite colour.
TEDDY BLUSHES EASY.
He always blushes.
When kissing. Touching hands. Just being around other people in general.
B.L.U.S.H.I.N.G.
Him making lots of jokes.
Teddy being the only one able to cheer you up.
Neck kisses
Him freaking out over the littlest things.
Harry and Ginny love you.
Always getting teased by his siblings (JAMES, ALBUS AND LILY ARE HIS SIBLINGS, FIGHT ME)
DID I MENTION NECK KISSES?!
Just - Teddy being sweet and adorable and perfect
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ineffably-queer · 11 months
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Albus, leaving the room:
Scorpius, falling to the ground with a painful scream:
Lily: HE'S EXPERIENCING WITHDRAWALS
Rose, already performing CPR: JAMES, GET ALBUS BACK
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jamie-fanfan118 · 19 days
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New chapter of my HP Next Gen fic! I hope you enjoy!
Chapter 17: Bad and Old News
Summary: After a news article by an unpleasant old acquaintance, Harry is spurred into pushing forward his investigation. Along the way, he finds another old story he would have preferred to stay forgotten.
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melkpotter · 4 months
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I love how everyone in the Harry Potter next generation fandom says different things/opinions/ships and nothing is canon. Well… we don’t even know their exact ages. We can make up anything we want
Well, there are a few things that are cannon. Anyways who cares
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sweeethinny · 10 months
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crush
a simple one shot because… yeah
Summary: Would you rather love even though you might suffer, or never love at all?
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''It's so bad to like someone,'' Albus says, out of the blue, as he and Harry paint the owlery at their house; the kid looks kind of annoyed, maybe he didn't even notice he said it aloud, but as he dips his brush into the pot of pool blue paint, he looks somehow like he wants to drown someone's head. ''How did you and mum do that?''
''I don't know,'' Harry realized then that the boy hadn't just spoken out loud, he wanted to talk about it. Maybe just venting, not necessarily listening to advice, but Harry watches for signs like a deer walking down the road, because one misstep and it could all be over, and Merlin only knows how hard it is to get Albus to talk about feelings. ''Sincerely, I do not know.''
''Why can't things just be simple? Why do I need to feel silly for liking or expecting him to like me too? Why do I keep wanting to demonstrate at the same time that I'm afraid that he knows that I like him because that will make him pull away? Am I seeing things wrong? Or does he like me? But if he likes it, what do I do? He said he didn't want to date because he suffered too much in his last relationship, but… will he live with this fear forever? Am I somehow like his ex boyfriend? Dad… why does it hurt so much?”
Harry didn't know how to answer that question either. Nor any of the others. He wanted to know, because he could tell in the way his son spoke that he was holding onto this much longer than he wanted to, and heavens, Harry knew how bad it was to be holding back feelings for someone you felt you couldn't have.
Since he didn't know what to say, he just opened his arms and allowed his son to hug him. He remembered when he felt that, a few years younger than his son, and how he didn't want advice or explanations, just a tight hug from his father.
Albus hugged him back, having left the paint kit behind, just resting his head on Harry's shoulder like a scared child.
''I like him a lot... I wish I liked him less.'' He said, and Harry nodded.
''I know it's not easy,'' Harry said, stroking the boy's hair and feeling the boy take a deep breath. ''Sorry for not being able to help.''
''You're already helping, dad.''
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milleeeeeee · 9 months
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i kind feel bad for the new Harry Potter cast
they’re gonna get so much hate
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thosebitingdoxies · 2 years
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one of my sore spots of reading next gen potter clan fanfics is that they only ever talk about their famous dad. and yes i get it harry saved the wizarding world.
but like ginny, their mother, was a professional quidditch player. a successful professional quidditch player. (and a war hero herself, thank you very much) the amount of press she probably got must have been insane. look at how the press hounds football players irl, it must have been the same if not more. ESPECIALLY after the press found out she was dating harry potter, the paparazzi must have skyrocketed.
so PLEASE, next time you write a harry potter next gen fic, have the kids be annoyed (or proud) of their mum’s success and fame too. or at least acknowledge she’s a bloody celebrity too.
thank you
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Sometimes I forget that these kids would literally be famous. Like tabloid stories written about them every week and being stalked by the paparazzi famous.
I now imagine them all gathering round the lake every week to read about the new and exciting things they’re up to.
Rose: “Oh wow Dom you have been seen getting steamy with 4 whole boys this week”
Dom: “Oh my god I’m such a little slut please don’t tell my girlfriend!”
James: “Well Vic has threatened the life of several students who called her a bitch”
Vic: “It was one student and they didn’t just call me a bitch. Anyway you have been caught getting drunk in Hogsmede again”
James: “oh my god I was barely tipsy!!”
Roxanne: “this one’s hilarious, Albus Potter has been seen sneaking into broom closets with a certain blonde slytherin on numerous occasions”
Hugo: “HAHA that’s ridiculous”
Fred: “Albus and Scorpius imagine oh my god”
Molly: “they’re obsessed with a potter and a malfoy dating they just won’t accept it’ll never happen”
Albus: “haha yeah that’s insane literally crazy who would ever even think that…”
Everyone: “wait…”
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hativy · 2 years
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how i see the houses of all the next gen kids
Teddy: Hufflepuff
Victoire “Vivi”: Ravenclaw 
Dominique “Niki”: Slytherin
Louis: Gryffindor 
Molly: Ravenclaw 
Lucy: Hufflepuff
Fred “Freddie”: Ravenclaw 
Roxanne: Gryffindor 
Rose: Gryffindor 
Hugo: Hufflepuff
James “Jamie”: Gryffindor 
Albus: Slytherin 
Lily: Gryffindor 
Scorpius: Ravenclaw(I stand by this, Cursed Child who?)
Delphi(raised by the Malfoys: Gryffindor(also stand by this) 
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incalculablepower · 1 year
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next generation fic recs? didn't have any interest in reading next gen for the longest time but Ive recently opened up to it
i admit i haven't read it in years (have been meaning to get around to a reread) but i remember really liking the it's tea time series by ellizablue big fan of everything @floreatcastellumposts has done but especially anything to do with hugo. this one, the bow that is stable, is a great little one shot about the next gen. and criminally underrated, there's only one comment? and it's from me? show this one some love. this one's a little different from what i usually read and what people might expect from my recs but i loved 2020, 2021. this got me into drarry last year. FULLY canon compliant and uh... covid-19 pandemic compliant? it's a story about divorce and mid-life crises and the kids play major roles. teddy in particular really tickles me here, he's got this pete davidson kinda energy? it's kind of odd! but i really love it and i think about some of the motifs that run through it very often. overwhelming evidence is some lovely scorbus from @mightbewriting i love this take on lily luna from @hinnyfied
@alohaemora's next gen christmas fic (with gorgeous art from @thecatisdrawing!) is so excellent - each chapter is a mini rom com, and i love the way some of the major events in the character's lives are slowly revealed over the course of the fic.
i'm loving all the pieces fall from @lanaturnergetup with my favourite sad sack (affectionate), albus severus potter.
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the-al-chemist · 1 year
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Unfogging the Future
This month’s theme for @hp-12monthsofmagic is “Anything’s Possible”. This story features my next generation OC Saffron Summers, who is considering the all the possibilities that are open to her.
Warnings: None.
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The morning sun had not long risen, and its beams were almost blinding as they reflected on the glass panes of the greenhouses. As Saffron stepped out of the doors of the castle, she lifted her face skywards and closed her eyes for a few moments, her lips curving into a small, blissful, smile.
“Saff, come on,” her friend Teddy called out from beside Greenhouse One. “We’re going to be late.”
Saffron opened her eyes and skipped towards him, pausing only to pick a daisy from the grass, which she tucked behind Teddy’s ear as she caught up with him.
“Here,” she said. “It’s yellow, like your aura.”
“Thanks.”
Teddy opened the door of the greenhouse and held it for Saffron to skip through and inside, where their Head of House was waiting for them. Professor Sprout was a stout, elderly witch with kind eyes, grey hair, and perpetually grubby fingernails. Her aura was always hued in calming shades of blue and green, and she never got angry, not even the time Saffron’s rabbit Gavin escaped from the dormitory and ate one of her Slug-Eating Lettuces.
Today, Professor Sprout had removed her plant pots from a table to make way for several leaflets and pamphlets, which several of Saffron’s classmates were in the process of reading. Their auras were all painted in anxious shades of red and orange, as they had been ever since the start of fifth year, and had been growing increasingly tense as the O.W.L.s approached.
As Teddy began to look through a leaflet about working at St Mungo’s Hospital, Saffron picked up another and read it with mild curiosity.
“Now, what are you looking at, Saffron?” Professor Sprout asked her. She peered at the leaflet in her hands. “I didn’t know you were interested in goblin liaisons.”
“Oh,” Saffron tilted her head to one side. “I suppose I didn’t, either. This is the first time I’ve read about it.”
“And now that you have read about it, do you think it might be something you’d be interested in pursuing as a career?”
Saffron thought about it for a moment. “Oh, no. Not necessarily.”
Professor Sprout inclined her head. “So, have you given any thought to what you would like to do?”
“Do when?”
“After you leave Hogwarts.” When Saffron frowned and said nothing, Professor Sprout continued, “Is there anything in particular you’d like to be when you’re older?”
Saffron considered the question for almost a minute, before she decided on an answer.
“Happy.”
“Happy?”
“Oh, yes. I’d definitely like to be happy,” Saffron nodded her head emphatically, and Professor Sprout let out a deep sigh.
“I was thinking more along the lines of a career plan,” she told her. “Do you have any idea of what job you might want to have?” Saffron shook her head in response, and Professor Sprout smiled kindly. “Well, that’s okay. You don’t have to decide right here and now. You can have a think in your own time about what things you enjoy and are good at, and then the two of us can have a chat and come up with a plan together. Does that sound good to you?”
Not wanting to hurt Professor Sprout’s feelings, Saffron nodded her head, but in truth, she was not certain that it did sound good to her at all. After she had left the greenhouse, she found herself growing increasingly doubtful.
It was always difficult, planning for the future. Saffron’s dad liked to do it, it made him feel safe and secure when he attempted to design his own fate. Saffron’s mother, on the other hand, took the view that making plans was useless, that the universe had its own plans for everyone, and so the future should always be left up to the fates.
Saffron wasn’t sure what she thought, nor what she should do.
For now, though, she didn’t have to do anything, because as the fates would have it, it was time for her Divination lesson. She made her way through the ground floor of the castle to the large classroom that inside appeared like a clearing in a forest, with the night sky and all its stars twinkling on the ceiling above.
Normally, Divination was Saffron’s favourite subject, but today she struggled to concentrate, her mind still unsettled by her conversation with Professor Sprout about her future. She was so caught up in her own thoughts that she didn’t notice when the lesson had ended, nor that her classmates had left her lying face up on the classroom floor, until the face of Firenze, a centaur and her Divination teacher, appeared over her and blocked her view of the ceiling.
“Why are you still here?” he asked her. “The class is over.”
“Oh.” Saffron sat up. “I didn’t realise. My mind was… elsewhere, I suppose.”
“And where was this mind of yours?”
“In another now, maybe. I’m not sure. No,” Saffron decided. “It was not in any now at all. It was in the future.” Her eyebrows furrowed as she looked up at the centaur. “Firenze, sir, you know about the future, don’t you?”
“As much as anyone can know,” replied Firenze. “Why do you ask?”
“Oh, well, we have been asked to consider what jobs we want to have when we are older.”
“And this bothers you?”
“In a way, I suppose it does a little,” Saffron admitted. “Everyone keeps saying that we need to start making plans now, but I’m not sure why, because fate does not care for our plans, does it?”
“Perhaps not. But then, do our plans not affect our fate?”
“What do you mean?”
“Look up,” said Firenze, and Saffron did so. “Look at the sky, for it is a reflection of the earth. Now, look at the stars. If you look closely at their movements, you will see patterns. As you become accustomed to these patterns, you will be able to predict what their movements shall be next. The same can be said for those of us beneath the sky. We all move in patterns which we ourselves do not understand, and yet in those movements, we reveal what movements are to come later.”
“Oh,” Saffron said, not looking away from the stars. “But is our future not already decided? You know, the other day, when we were reading tea leaves-”
“Tea leaves are what is left behind after you have finished drinking your tea. As you drink, you move the cup in your hands. You may have a steady hand, you may swirl the liquid, you may drink faster or slower. You will do all of this without noticing, but as you do, you change the pattern of your leaves. So it is with fate. Destiny is not written in stone, it is written in stars and other changeable things, and so what has come before is what decides what has yet to come.”
Saffron lowered her gaze to meet Firenze’s own.
“So, what you mean is that I can make my plans, and even if they don’t work out, my making them will help the universe to decide its own plan for me?” she asked, and Firenze bowed his head slowly. “Oh. I suppose that does make sense. Yes.” Saffron climbed up onto her feet, took a smooth purple stone from her pocket, and handed it to Firenze.
“What is this?”
“Oh. It’s amethyst. For gratitude,” she told him. “Thank you, Firenze.”
“You are welcome, Saffron.”
Smiling, Saffron left the starlit classroom and stepped out into the corridor outside, where bright sunshine streamed through the arched castle windows onto the sandstone floor. Saffron twirled in the sunbeams, watching the way the little specks of dust floated in the light as she moved, each step she took bringing her closer to her own future.
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ace-aussie-asshole · 1 year
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Help Me Please?
I’m in the planning stages of an HPNG fanfic ranging from a prologue set in 1998 to the final chapter or epilogue (haven’t decided) set in 2030. I have a long list of OC’s which I have posted here before — although it’s been updated — but I do still need more to fill out the cast.
Please send me OC’s (friends, acquaintances and enemies of the canon cast) so that I can fill out the cast. It doesn’t have to be anything in depth, just DM me their name, gender, BAS, sexuality/romanticism, pronouns, diagnosis, blood status, house, who’s year they’re in, if they’re F, A or E of the canon cast and little on their appearance if they’re race/hair colour/height/weight/anything else is important. If they have a canon surname please tell me their parents.
Keep in mind: I may change things about the character to fit the world but probably only age or family, they’ll still have the same everything else and even same backstory if you’ve provided one. I will credit you in the authors note along with any changes made.
P.S. I really need to fill out the earlier and later years, and have more enemy characters so those will be very appreciated.
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jamie-fanfan118 · 2 months
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Harry Potter and the Coven of the Augurey - Chapter 14 - Christmas Eve at the Burrow
Summary: "During the holidays Harry and James riddle over the incidents at Hogwarts. All the extended Weasley family gathers at the Burrow for Christmas."
https://archiveofourown.org/works/50299411/chapters/134981254
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melkpotter · 6 months
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Okay okay, now think about the relationship between Teddy and Draco.
As we all could have guessed, the Malfoys went quiet after the war. Imagine Narcissa saying "fck this" and going to make peace with Andromeda.
They made up and everything, and Draco and Andromeda got closer too. I always think Andromeda is a mother hen person. So she always invites Draco to her place. While there, Draco meets his cousin Teddy. I don't think Draco has ever been someone who loved babies very much and played games with them that’s why he is not so close with him. But Teddy loves people, like most of the babies, and loves Draco.
Teddy’s hair color turns bright yellow when he saw Draco. When Draco look confusingly at him or rolls his eyes, he just laughs.
When Teddy 4-5 years old he hugs Draco every time when he sees him. Draco don’t like it but doesn’t complaining, he’s just patting his head.
Draco doesn't seem to like Teddy very much on the outside, but he actually cares about him a lot (“If you dare to touch my cousin, I will finish you off” Draco said to 4 years old little boy who is not doing anything wrong).
Draco -unconsciously- taught Teddy all the swear words he knew. Sometimes on purpose (D: “Call Harry a d*ckhead.” T: “What does mean d*ckhead?” D: “A nice compliment.”)
When Harry learned about this strange relationship between Draco and Teddy, he and Draco got into a "who Teddy loves more" competition. Harry always won -sorry Draco- (H: “Shut up Malfoy, of course I am his favorite, I am his god damn godfather.” D: “I am his fuking cousin, Potter. Family comes first.”)
Draco taught Teddy how to play wizard chess.
When Teddy 11 years old, few days before his first Hogwarts year. Draco and Narcissa came to Andromeda for tea. Teddy was nervous, like every 11 years old wizard/witch. He didn’t hug Draco. D: “Did you stop hugging me?” T: “I am just nervous, never mind.” Andromeda: “Calm down Teddy, everything will be okay. Didn’t you listened Harry, he said you will be an amazing student.” Teddy just smiled and Draco rolled his eyes when he heard Harry’s name. Teddy chuckled at him, “Don’t you like Harry?” D: “This is our thing, he doesn’t like me and I don’t like him.” Narcissa: “Grow up, Draco.” Draco looked his mum and winked at Teddy -I never thought Draco would wink at a kid but here we are- D: “Why are you nervous about Hogwarts, Edward?” T: “I want to be both a Gryffindor like my father and a Hufflepuff like my mother. What if I'm neither?” D: “First, Slytherin and Ravenclaw are good houses too, maybe better. Secondly, You are a Hufflepuff, everybody knows that.”
And yes, Draco calls Teddy “Edward” just for annoy him.
Long story short, they are good cousins.
(I'm not sure about the conversation few days before Hogwarts at all but let it stay)
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