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thestarsarebrightertonight · 3 days

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i love you , its ruining my life!! // lorenzo berkshire x fem hufflepuff reader

playlist : fortnight - taylor swift

summary : lorenzo berkshire is so completely infatuated with a girl in hufflepuff , its ruining his life!!

y/n used , hufflepuff reader , ttpd was amazing, fluff

a/n : im the queen of slytherin boys x hufflepuff reader lets be honest ,also fortnight is a sad song but i did a different take on it bc fluff is just better !! LMAO

its been three months since the very first time lorenzo berkshire saw you in class. he had never seen you before despite your presence being a constant since 1st year, and to say you hadnt gone unseen since was an understatement.

lorenzo berkshire has found himself in nothing but trouble since his little crush on you first blossomed , the very first time he saw you , that fateful day in potions - he had lost 20 points for slytherin in one lesson. and the reasons for his points deduction was simple , he just couldnt focus.

you pushed your hair behind your ear , he dropped his ink pot onto the floor , the loud smash interrupting snapes monotone first lesson back speech.

five points.

you laughed at something your male seat partner said , lorenzo clenched his fist so hard that he snapped his quill as the ink and snapped up feather made a mess of his desk.

five points.

you spoke to lorenzos best friend , theodore , making him misplace an ingredient into his cauldron that caused it to explode back into draco -his seat partner and friends- face.

ten points.

to say his friends and whole house were infruriated with him after that ,was an understatment - enzo had gotten them into points debt on the very first day. thats never even been done before!

but they were even angrier with him a few weeks ago.

it was the day of the highly anticipated , very first, gryffindor vs slytherin match of the year - and enzo bottled it because he was looking at you in the stands.

who could blame him! you were stood in the stands wearing a slytherin scarf with the number 13 on your cheek in green face paint , his number!!

the amount of quaffles he failed to catch and goals he missed completely because of his focus being elsewhere , became too much to count by the end of the match. that slytherin lost by the way.

but even when draco screamed in his face and theodore pushed him into the changing rooms , his mind couldnt leave your happy face as you watched him - and only him.

the most recent incident was when he sat in an exam , not writing a single word because he couldnt stop thinking about how you smiled at him and said hello to him earlier that day. he tried to play it off as hufflepuff friendliness but the red tint in your cheeks and beaming smile blocked out any thought of doubt - and charms knowledge.

that charms test was the first fail he has ever gotten at hogwarts.

all because of you and your pretty stupid smile!

as he stared down at his paper a week later with a horified expression and a sympathetic pansy rubbing his back , he decided enough was enough , he needed to get this off his chest.

so later that day he now found himself sat in the great hall , staring at where you usually sit , except the spot was empty.

his leg bounced under the table as he played with his hands and tie , loosening and re-loosening it every two seconds.

"lorenzo please stop." pansy begged with her head in her hands , trying to will the sound of lorenzos tapping foot to become white noise.

snapping out of it he stopped all movement and looked down with a somber sigh , maybe something happened to you? maybe youre avoiding him? maybe you hate him? maybe youre not hungry?

"enzo chill mate shes just walked in." theodore said looking at something - or someone - by the enterance to the great hall.

without sparing a seond enzo stormed over to you , grabbing your hand softly and stopping your walk to the hufflepuff table.

"please come with me," enzo said as more of a command as you nodded with concern and followed him out the hall and to an empty corridor.

he stopped you so you were stood against the wall and began to pace.

after many seconds of silence you began to question why you were there ,"lorenz-"

"i love you, and its ruining my life!!" he said loudly , stopping in his tracks staring at you , not with anger but instead despiration.

he now stepped forward as you stepped back and hit the wall , "ive lost points , matches , i failed my test for the first time ever!.....please. please say no and let me move on."

you stared up at him in complete shock , "lorenzo you dont know me-"

"i do. oh trust me i do , i know you prefer cats and like muggle classics as well as poetry. your favourite colour is yellow but you dont really tell anyone as to not be called a stereotypical hufflepuff. and...i know theres things i dont know but there is nothing else on this planet i want to learn more about, than you."

you began to beam your signature smile up at him , bringing your arms to wrap around his neck as he melted under your touch, "i failed charms too."

it was his turned to now be confused , "but charms is your favourite?-"

"there was this really handsome guy sat in front of me who i just couldnt stop looking at. he was distracting me."

lorenzo expression fell as his heart broke slowly , "w-who?..."

you looked at him teasingly , "seriously? you enzo!"

he let out a gasp of realisation as you pulled him down towards you for a kiss.

lets just say since that day you both got straight As! but thats not to say enzo doesnt still like to admire in lesson.

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musingsofahufflepuff · 18 hours

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Desperately Needed

Mattheo Riddle x gn!reader; smut

a/n: lil matty grinding for your monday while i work on bigger projects. 18+. enjoy ♡

Mattheo Riddle was just a childhood friend, nothing more. At least that’s what you keep telling yourself as you’re lying on your bed with him after classes one day, and he just looks so perfect you can hardly stand it.

So how did you end up straddling his lap, lips moving against his like you were seconds away from devouring each other? You have no clue.

But here you are. Pressing down against him, fingers tangled into his curls with a grip that makes him moan- and oh god you need more.

Your hips involuntarily twitch against his growing erection and his hands on your hips dig in hard. He uses that tight grip to start slowly guiding you against him, tongue slipping into your mouth, hungry. The thought that you’ll have nail marks and bruises later crosses your mind, but you can’t find it in yourself to care.

Hands find the hem of his shirt and slip under to ghost over his toned abdomen. He makes a satisfied noise against your lips at the action. You can’t stop yourself from grazing your nails against his flesh, surely causing soft pink lines to blossom in your wake.

You press down a bit firmer against him as you pull back from the kiss to trail kisses along his jawline. Mattheo’s head drops back against the headboard with a quiet thud, giving you better access to his neck. Gladly taking advantage, you kiss down his throat. You leave occasional nips to his throat; each one pulls a groan out of him, hips still gliding against each other.

You stop at his collarbone, taking a moment to suck a hickey there. He bucks up at the feeling, hands guiding you a bit firmer against him. You feel him throb in his jeans. A whimper escapes you.

That seems to spur him on as he thrusts more desperately against you and a string of expletives leave his mouth in a whisper.

A jolt of electricity shoots through you at every thrust and your head drops to his shoulder. He finds a rhythm with your hips, the friction almost too much- he whimpers. Your nails dig into his chest, feeling the rapid rise and fall of his breath.

You hear something that sounds like please, I’m close. His name comes out in a breathless moan, your voice barely wanting to work.

The heat in your core builds to an almost unbearable point as one of his hands finds your cheek, pulling you back in to a needy kiss. He twitches against you, moaning desperately and you can’t hold back anymore.

With another moan of his name, you collapse against his chest, panting.

#slytherin boys #mattheo riddle #mattheo riddle smut #mattheo riddle x reader #mattheo riddle x male reader #smut #hp #hp fandom

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crvptidgf · 1 day

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Playing Doctor

Mattheo Riddle x Ravenclaw!Reader

➸ summary: you fall ill and your boyfriend takes it upon himself to make sure you take care of yourself

➸ warnings/notes: mentions of getting sick, taking medication, fevers and feeling ill, poor eating, other than that it’s just fluff

word count: 684

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IN THE PAST five hours you have cried, thrown up, fallen asleep and woke up at least 3 times and to top it all off, your fever has been steadily going up bit by bit.

You weren’t sure if there was a virus going around or if you just had extremely bad luck. The only thing you were grateful for was that you got to skip class. And for Mattheo.

He had not left your side the whole day. No matter how many times you warned him that he would get sick, he still opted to stay in your dorm instead of attending his lectures. He made sure to ask your friends for any notes you missed, knowing that you got stressed over falling behind.

There was no way your fellow Ravenclaw classmates would let you down in that department. They were masters at note-taking.

So with the worries of school out of your mind, you were able to some-what relax. However that didn’t last long. You shot up out of bed suddenly, your stomach lurching and your mouth salivating. You were going to throw up.

Mattheo barely had any time to ask if you were okay before you sprinted out of bed and into your ensuite. There wasn’t much to puke out considering you had barely eaten all day. Your boyfriend made his way to you. He held your hair up and helped you clean yourself up, rubbing your shoulders as you sobbed over the bathroom sink in pain.

“It’s okay,” he said while gently picking you up bridal style, “you’ll feel better soon I promise. You just need to get it all out.”

After setting you on the bed, he stalked over to the bedside table where he pulled out a box of antibiotics. You whined in protest.

“Teo, I can’t take those. They taste like shit and I’ll only get sick again.”

Sitting on the bed, he sighed. “I know, but you have to, sweetheart.”

He pet the hair away from your face, pushing the sweaty strands to rest behind your neck. You were getting frustrated now. Unfortunately though, in order to get better he would have to get you to take the medication. So he decided to come up with a solution.

“Tell you what,” Mattheo spoke as he set the pills down again. “If you try to eat a bit of the soup Luna brought, we can skip this round of medicine.”

It wasn’t a great idea to stray from the medical schedule, but he couldn’t think of another way. And anyhow, you hadn’t eaten all day. He would take the milestones as they came.

You rubbed your forehead, thinking about it. You finally gave in and nodded, immediately regretting it and wincing at the pain. In all honesty you knew you should’ve just taken the medicine. Every bite and swallow of the food made your stomach churn, and you had to take breaks in between to focus on keeping the it all down.

Mattheo watched as you ate, smiling.

“Why are you smiling at my pain?” you croaked, lifting the spoon up to try get some more nourishment.

He only shrugged. His eyes were too fixated on your bowl of soup. What he failed to mention was that while he went to heat up the food, he slipped your antibiotics inside, hoping that the taste would be masked.

“Just thinking. I kind of like playing doctor for you.”

You smiled. The first smile you had managed in the past hour. Your boyfriend always did everything he could to make your life easier, and you were eternally grateful.

“Can we sleep now?”

Grabbing the bowl from you, he put it aside and scooted under your blankets. He had wanted you to sweat out the fever, so the layers were slightly hard to get under. It was worth it to make sure you wouldn’t get too cold.

With Mattheo’s arm around your shoulder and your head on his chest, you fell asleep quickly. This time you finally slept through the night.

And Mattheo was to thank for it all.

#mattheo riddle x reader #mattheo riddle fanfic #mattheo riddle scenarios #mattheo riddle x you #mattheo riddle headcanon #mattheo riddle fluff #mattheo riddle imagine #mattheo riddle #slytherin boys x reader #slytherin boys imagine #slytherin boys #ravenclaw reader #harry potter fanfiction #harry potter fanfic #hp fanfiction #hp fanfic #hp fandom #hp imagine #hp oneshot

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moonstainn · 21 hours

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Haz doodle

#fanart #digital art #art #hp #harry potter #hp fanart #hp fandom #harry james potter

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enigmaf009 · 2 days

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#hp fandom #tom riddle #tomarry art #my art

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human-important-chance-control · 2 days

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im-actually-a-certified-idiot · 2 days

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i feel so sorry for neville because he was the fifth wheel in the Gryffindor boys' dorm for 7 years. while ronarry and deamus were busy in their pining era, he was in the background, wondering when it would all end.

#harry potter #hp #hp fandom #harry potter fandom #deamus #dean x seamus #dean thomas #seamus finnigan #ron weasley #harry james potter #ronarry #ron x harry #rarry #neville longbottom #fifth wheeling your friends kinda sucks #w neville ngl #bro's underrated for this #he deserves an award guys

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artytaeh · 17 hours

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i'm tempted to write about theodore nott being absolutely high and rambling to reader about their wedding because he CAN'T shut up while he's high.

#theodore nott #theo nott #theodore nott dating #theodore nott x reader #headcanons #hp fandom #hp fanfic #slytherin boys #yes the culprits were the hufflepuffs

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sunfl0w3rmel0n · 2 days

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#draco malfoy #harry potter #hermione granger #drarry #hp fandom

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cantstops1mping · 3 days

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Flowers, Kisses, and Oranges

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[down bad!reader x Remus Lupin, gn!reader x Remus Lupin, Pet names (dove, love)]

«When Remus is asleep you decide you should surprise him with something; something cute, that he’d love!»

Hey everyone! this is my first actual fic (oneshot) I worked really hard on it and hope you all enjoy!!! I wanted to get this out sooner but, school was being an ass. ૮₍˶ ╥ ‸ ╥ ⑅₎ა

It's safe to say you're deeply in love with Remus; Remus John Lupin; moony; your moony. You love giving Remus compliments, flowers, little nick-nacks you find; you make him cards, bracelets, necklaces, and other gifts. Just because you can. Just because you love him.

You woke up before Remus in the morning to get the day ready; to make it perfect for Remus. Remus liked to sleep in on the weekends so you’ll have enough time to get 'The perfect date' ready.

And why? Solely because you can.

You got up as quietly as you could. You tried not to make a single sound as you got ready for the day, so Remus wouldn't wake up. You tiptoed into the kitchen to make yourself breakfast and to make some sandwiches for the date. Turkey, lettuce, tomato, cucumber, and a combination of condiments, stuffed between two slices of bread. You made a few more and gathered the sandwiches you made with some strawberries, oranges, and peaches and put them in a picnic basket. You filled the basket with more stuff; a sheet, napkins, some water bottles and lastly orange juice boxes. You closed the basket then right before you got out of the door you looked at yourself in the mirror ‘Perfect!’ you thought. you grabbed your keys and dashed out the door.

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‘Beautiful’ you thought, getting out of your car. You breathed in the fresh garden air. The scent of flowers hitting you. The garden was filled with beautiful flowers, tall trees, tiny insects, and at the center was this huge pond. You decided to set up next to the pond, finding a tree close to it to provide shade. After, laying the plaid, orange, sheet down, you put the picnic basket in the center.

You got up smiling, thinking of how much Remus would love it.

You remembered that you need to pick up some-

Brrrrrr… Brrrrrr… Brrrrrr…

Your phone rings. Looking down at your phone you see the caller ID being moony! You answer; “Moony, get ready! I have a surprise planned for you! You're going to love it!” You say excitedly, not letting Remus get a word out.

“Calm down” he giggles out. “Have you been getting this surprise ready for me all day?” He asks.

“Yes! Now go get ready! I'm coming to pick you up in 20 minutes.” You whine.

“Ok, Ok.” He chuckles as he hangs up the phone.

You get into your car and dash to the nearest flower store. The store had so many flowers you felt like you were in an enchanted forest. You picked out a bouquet of Remus' favorite flowers; orange lilies. Along with the flowers, you also picked out a beaded necklace for him to wear.

After quickly paying for everything, you drove back to your and Remus' house and rang the doorbell. As soon as he opened the door, his eyes widened at the sight of the flowers in your hand.

“These are for you, my love,” you smiled, handing him the bouquet. He took the flowers, a look of pure joy on his face.

“You didn't have to do this, dove,” he whispered in your ear as he kissed your cheek, his voice filled with emotion. “But thank you. I love them.”

The two of you drove to the garden together. As you approached the picnic spot, Remus gasped in surprise at the sight before him. The blanket, the picnic basket, the flowers; everything was perfect.

“This is amazing, dove,” he said, his eyes shining with love. “You always know how to make me happy.”

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You spent the day sitting by the pond, eating sandwiches, feeding each other fruit, and laughing together. The sun shone down on the both of you, casting a warm glow over the scene. You couldn’t have asked for a more perfect day.

As the sun began to set, you packed up the picnic and held Remus close as you both watched the colors of the sky change. You knew in that moment that you were truly in love with this man, and you couldn’t imagine spending your life with anyone else.

“I love you, Remus,” you whispered, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

“I love you too, Y/N,” he replied, turning to capture your lips in a gentle, loving kiss. And in that moment, surrounded by nature and each other's love, you knew that you had found your perfect match in Remus John Lupin.

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calmlyerratic · 3 days

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“Prongs, are you stoned?”

James’ brow knit further in confusion, only affirming this speculation.

“Sirius,” Remus whispered. “Look at his eyes."

Remus' eyesight was impeccable, but Sirius had to squint through the dim lighting. James' eyes looked a little bloodshot and much greener than usual.

“Well, just look at him Moony—he’s high as a bloody kite!" Sirius barked in half-laughter. "That stuff from greenhouse seven does a number on you, eh mate?” He winked at the tall red head, who gulped.

James and the red head exchanged a bizarre look and Sirius burst out laughing.

“Oh this is brilliant! Do you have any more? And why in Godric’s name wasn’t I invited?” Sirius tucked a strand of dark hair elegantly behind his ear, eyeing the red head. “Who are you, anyway?”

The red head was very white. He clutched his wand in one hand and his half-eaten brownie in the other.

“What the bloody hell is going on!”

Sirius snorted. “Blimey, must be good stuff?"

Remus' lips pursed slightly as he bit the inside of his cheek. “Who are you?”

“I'm Harry Potter.” James answered, in a way that quite convinced Sirius he was.

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from my fic, Encounters of the Future Sort by CalmlyErratic, read it here on Ao3 :)

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ronsharry · 2 days

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shoulder-length messy black hair harry you will always be famous

#harry james potter #harry potter #hp #hp fandom #harry j potter #hjp #hp gof #dh

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cherry-pop-elf · 2 days

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Big Bad Wolf

Dad! Remus x Reader

It’s the full moon, and Harry came running to you for advice and help. Lupin went missing, and Harry is scared that someone’s going to get hurt. Or worse. Expelled His dad will end up shot. So, as the romantic partner to the boys father you go and help him. You both just hope to find him before someone else does

Warnings 18+, Horror, Gore, violence, fear, Whump, character death ((deserved)) happy ending

Writing Commission’s Are Open

“Dad-?! Dad!” You were startled awake, by the sounds of Harry. You were spending a few days, at Hogwarts, with Lupin. As his romantic partner it was permitted, but it sure did startle students to see someone who wasn’t their teacher in the classroom. Such as you, having fallen asleep at his desk. You were waiting for Lupin, but it seems sleep caught you first. Until now.

“Have you seen dad-?” Harry asked, as he hurried towards you. A bottle in hand, with a worried look. You did not like where this was going. You really hope that was not a full bottle of wolfsbane. As if that was needed right now. You sat up quickly and straightened up.

"He said he needed to run and talk to someone really quick, and asked for me to stay here until he came back." Now that you said it out loud, it made you very suspicious. You had a bad feeling about this. A very very very bad feeling. It seemed the feeling was mutual, and no words were needed. The two of you were soon running out of the classroom, and straight outside. Wands out.

"Great, just great-" You huffed, as the two of you were now roaming around the grounds. A worry of what happened with Remus, and if the Dementors would come your way. You made sure to hold Harry's hand, and he did not refuse it. He had a uncomfortable run in with the Dementors after all, as if he wanted another.

"Should we ask Hagrid for help?" Harry asked, as you pondered. That could be very helpful. He was a monster keeper of sorts, and more people looking could reduce casualties. Fang could help as well, but Hagrid was not the best with secrets. Still.....You had a werewolf boyfriend on the loose, and one not on potions.

"I will go talk to Hagrid; you go to the Shrieking Shack. Maybe he went there by habit?" Seems like Hermione was really rubbing off on him, because that made perfect sense. You recall a few times you could hear him, when locked in his designated room, about a shack. Along with his night terrors, and school days.

The plan was set, and Harry explained to you how to get there. Most likely knowing, in case of emergencies. The two of you would split, and Harry hurried to Hagrid's Hut. You stayed, until he made it. Just to be sure. Once he had entered the home, you would hurry to the tree, it was terrifying, but you had to. For Remus.

You had to army crawl, and enter with a few scrapes, but you managed. You hit the knot in the tree, and was able to slip through the roots. Through the dirty cavern, and across the rocks. It was a journey, but you managed. You would push at the wooden boards, and soon had your head in the shack. The stench of blood heavy in your nose. He was here.

"Moony?" You whispered, as the world went still. Even the wind seemed afraid to speak. You were terrified, but someone had to be there for him. You swallowed your biile, and forced yourself into the house. Onto your knees, wand in hand, before properly standing.

Deep breaths, that made you gag, in a vain attempt to try and calm yourself. You knew this when he told you what he was. He didn’t want you to sign up blind. He didn’t want to feel like he trapped you. The moment he told you, you tried to study all you could. Meaning you carried your own vile of wolfsbane. Small, but hopefully enough to soothe.

As you tried to follow the stench, you couldn’t help but hear something. It was someone. Someone gagging, and coughing. Seeming to be….No. No no. You had hope the blood you smelled was that of a wild animal, but no. It was of someone.

You wanted to barge in, and see if you could save them, but that could cause issues. Like him turning on you. Instead, you kept your steps quiet. Just coming closer, as the figure kept gasping and wheezing. Begging. What made your blood run cold was what the person said.

“Remus, please….You would have done the same in my place. You would ha-“ Before there was silence. Silence, as bones were snapping. Crunching, and being devoured. They were dead, and you knew that you couldn’t do anything to have prevented it. You tried to reason, at least.

Finally, you were at the door. Given quite the sight to behold. This sickly looking beast, chowing away on a dead body. Beyond recognition, except for an arm. Said arm having been torn off, and slammed into the wall near the door frame. You narrowed your eyes, as you saw it was missing a finger. Clearly before the attack, as the numb was healed over.

Before you could wonder who the figure was, you suddenly felt something bite at your leg. Not in a means to attack. It was so gentle, you almost didn’t notice. A attempt to grab your attention. It succeeded, as you looked down to a black dog. Shaggy, skinny, and struggling to pull you away from the door. A means to get you away.

Seems it acted too late, as the nawing of flesh was silenced. Just the eerie sounds of blood falling on wood, as the werewolf looked over. Blacken eyes focused on you, as it growled. Clawed, and mangled, fingers were soon on the floor. Cautiously approaching you, only for the dog to block its path. Guarding you.

You didn’t know what to do. Do you run? Do you stay? Do you move slowly? You can only read so many books, before you face a real deal. Nothing prepares you for a real life experience. Was he staring at you because he recognized you? Was he no longer hungry? Was he aware of your scent, and wouldn’t harm you?

So many thoughts, only to be silenced by an ear rattling howl. That said that, and you were trying to run for your life. The shaggy dog quick to defend you, and jump at Remus. Buying you time, as you tried to think of where to go. Leave the building? Back into the hole? You didn’t know. Before you could make a choice, the rotten wood broke under you.

Crashing through you went, only for your leg to snap in the process. You screamed in pain, and that alerted Remus to you. You tried to fight through the pain, as you held your wand up. Trying to defend yourself, as Remus tore through more of the wood. Leaving splinters to rain down on you, as you laid in the broken old living room.

“REMUS-! PLEASE-!” You sobbed, as you didn’t want to hurt him. Blood pooled around you, as the torn muscle was shreds around your shattered bone. So much pain, panic, and despair. Was this the end? Dispite it all, all you could think of was how this would affect Remus. The guilt he would hold, when the moon rises again. Only to see you dead in his teeth.

Seemed that would only be a nightmare, as he was slow to approach you. Sniffing you, before looking down at your leg. Giving it a lick, and whine. As if trying to help you. If you weren’t so delirious from pain, you would find it sweet.

“Fuck, you look like shit.” A voice spoke to you, as Remus seemed to curl around you. Using himself a pillow, for you to rest on. Just feeling his ribs, and hearing his strong breathing and heart. It was soothing, and let you catch your breath. Long enough to register where the voice came from.

A man was soon standing infront of you, in a Azkaban uniform. With long, black, shaggy hair. With a beard to match, against his gaunt face. So skinny, yet so alive. Shaggy black hair, just like shaggy black fur. That’s when it hit you.

“Padfoot….” You choked out, when you weren’t crying from pain. The name made him smile, and you could see life in his hollow eyes. It warmed his heart so much, knowing Remus told you about him. That he was still spoken so positively. That Remus didn’t believe the verdict. He knew better.

“That’s me. Now be quiet, and take advantage of Mooney having a full belly.” He hushed you, as he would begin to try and help with your leg. He would take his torn shirt off, and forced you to bite into it. Trying to make you quiet, as he popped the bone into place. Making you scream into the fabric, as you held Remus tighter. Suppose in that feral brain of his could register his mate was hurting, and soon was nuzzling his face against yours. Using his nose to wipe your tears away.

“There. Worse of it is over. Now how about-“ Before he could finish, the sound of the basement door was opening. Before Sirius could do anything, you grabbed his pant leg. Trying to get him to stay. The pain, however, made you feel to weak. Your vision was blurring, as you curled up against Remus. It was all to much, and soon…..You blacked out.

Morning came, and it was unwanted. The sunlight on your face, and making you groan. “Five more minutes-“ Was your reply to the beast, before a chuckle was a reply. A chuckle you knew very well. A laugh that made you fight the sun, and open your eyes. Remus.

“Morning, pup.” He smiled, as he set his book aside. His scared up hand was quick to help brush the sleep from your eyes, as you took in the world. Such as how your leg was propped up, and that all the blinding white was from the medical wing. Another comforting sight was that Padfoot was in another medical bed. Being treated, and not sent to Azkaban.

“Lots of questions, I know. I’ll keep it short. I had made an attempt to go check on Sirius, last night, only for the two of us to stumble upon a familiar rat. We chased him for so long, we didn’t register the moon. Suppose it was a good thing we didn’t. A lot of good has now been done, with him disposed.” Despite what seemed like good news, there were tears in his eyes. Like he lost an old friend. Suppose you’ll ask about that later. Now, you needed rest.

“I can’t believe you came chasing after me.” He tsked, as he was already using a cold rag on your face. Helping you cool off. “Suppose Harry is to blame. I could have hurt you. I would never forgive myself if I had infected you to. I could have-“ He went on and on, before you held his hand. Forcing him to stop, as you smiled.

“Then you won’t be so lonely on those full moons, would you?” He wanted to be frustrated with you, but that would be rather hypocritical. So, he just gave a defeated sigh. With a smile. “I have a type, it seems….” Was added, as Harry was soon to enter the wing. Along with his friends. Hermione, and Ron. All needing answers about why an escaped convict was in the medical wing.

Remus would give a sigh, as you scooted over. As best as you could, so he could sit with you. The trio was soon on the neighboring bed, sitting together, while keep quiet for Sirius to sleep. A snuggle into Remus’s lap, and he took a deep breath. Knowing you were there to support him.

“It all started, when three little Gryffindors thought it was wise to become unregistered Animagi….”

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What's something the fandom does with this character? (George Weasley) + I think you're lowkey either breeze or tangerine ngl

mb if im bothering you

Hey! What’s something the fandom does with George Weasley?

HOT TAKE: I think the fandom is overlooks his character a bit. Okay, hear me out… both him and Fred were kinda… bullies. If I’m being completely honest, I think the Weasley’s bullying is kinda in the same level of (if not worse than) Draco’s bullying… God, I can tell people are gonna hate me for this lol 😅 No, but for real, The twins experimented their prototypes on first years, gave Ron fear of spiders, almost made on a unbreakable vow, tried to trap Percy in pyramid, stuffed Montage in vanishing cabinet, all these these things that I have listed just gets brushed off as a “joke”. I’m not saying that Draco didn’t do awful shit, please, he’s probably the school’s biggest bigot but, at least his bullying, doesn’t go this far (most of the time at least). So, I think the fandom glosses over George being some what of a bully and kinda makes him like this hot ideal person, I don’t know, just me?

NOTE: I STILL LOVE HIM THO, IM NOT HATING ON HIM, I JUST WANTED TO SHARE MY OPINION! LOL

(Jaja thanks! I’m pretty sure I’m both lol)

(Also, don’t EVER apologize for “bothering” me, I like it when people “bother” me 😊)

Thanks for the ask! ILYSM!!! 😘😘😘❤️❤️❤️

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HPTV Network Fest 2024: The Details

HPTV Network Fest 2024: A fest for reality TV-inspired fics set in the wizarding world of Harry Potter.

Rules:

All types of reality-TV based works are welcome! When you complete the claiming form, simply tell us which TV show you choose and which characters and/or main pairings you’ll be writing about.

All ships are welcome (official fest policies include “don’t like, don’t read,” “your kink is not my kink and that’s okay,” and “the back button is free to use.”)

Zero Tolerance for Disrespect: We are committed to making this a fun and enjoyable space for everyone. Discussions about others' choices of pairings, characters (including OCs), reality TV shows, and writing must be conducted with the utmost respect and courtesy. Derogatory comments, ridicule, or disparagement of any kind will not be tolerated. Violators will be promptly removed from the fest to ensure our community remains a positive and engaging environment for all participants.

This fest will follow AO3’s terms of service for this fest, with one exception: no graphic/explicit sexual content of minors will be permitted. All archive warnings and content warnings must be tagged. If you fail to tag appropriately, your work will not be accepted.

This fest should be a welcoming space for everyone. Be kind!

Fics should be at least 1000 words long. There is no maximum number of words. Art and drawings of all kinds are welcome. If you are submitting a written fic, a beta reader is strongly recommended. If you need one, send an ask!

Most importantly, have fun and be silly. This is meant to be a lighthearted fest with lots of opportunities for humor.

Claiming, Writing, and Posting:

This is a self-prompted fest. We ask that if you are writing for the fest, please fill out the claiming form with your reality TV show selection, your main character/pairings, and a way to contact you to confirm you’ll be participating in the fest.

Claiming ends on 17 June 2024.

Works are due on 17 July 2024. Any extension requests should be sent to the ask box on Tumblr or to one of the mods (listed below).

This is a semi-anonymous fest. Author reveals will occur the day of each work’s posting. Until then, they will be anonymous and unrevealed on AO3. To post for the fest, add your work to the HPTV Network Fest 2024 Collection.

We look forward to seeing your works! For any questions, you can use the ask box on the HPTV Network Fest or reach out to one of the mods: @charmsandtealeaves, @thecasualauthor, @celestemagnoliathewriter (contact via Discord only), @practicecourts, and @artemisia-black.

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