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littlemessyjessi · 3 years

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“Out of Time”: A Harry James Potter Imagine: PS OC : Chapter Two : “Lessons in Unconditional Love”

Harry James Potter x PS OC featuring a time travel theme.

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A couple of weeks had passed since Jess had officially integrated into Hogwarts... in the 70s of all places.

The school was abuzz with the news of the transfer and she was well recieved in the house of Gryffindor.

Everyone was highly amused by her accent.

Firstly, because she was American.

And secondly, because she came from the southern part of America... meaning she had a southern accent.

James literally thought it was the best thing to have ever happened to him.

He'd taking to calling her Cowgirl at every opportunity.

He'd even proclaimed them to be the baddest in Gryffindor because together they were Jessi James.

An obvious play on the notorious outlaw from American history.

He'd instantly become obsessed with literally anything slightly American Western related.

However, he was appalled by the concept of a cold glass of sweet tea and insisted that they treat themselves to a glass of sasparilla instead.

If he wasn't so damn cute, she'd have probably smacked his hyperactive self.

He reminded her of her Harry a lot though which was a welcome presence when she was missing him so much.

It was hard to sleep in that dorm bed when she'd become so accustomed to being cuddled up to Harry, with Teddy's little turquoise mop tucked between them more often than not.

She missed her little rugrat too and sometimes caught herself staring at Remus just a bit too long.

Teddy had barely had a chance to spend any time with Remus at all but he was more like him than the lanky teen would ever realize.

Sirius had warmed up to her considerably and what amused her more than anything was when he would approach her in his animagus form.

Which was exactly what he was doing at that very moment.

She'd been sitting by the Black Lake.

Memories of herself and the twins terrorizing Harry, Ron and Hermione clouding her vision as she sat there.

She was homesick and beginning to think she'd never be able to go back.

At times she just wanted to burst into a dead run and go for it but the Headmaster had strongly advised her against even if she did feel like she could beat them before they could get to her.

In all honesty, she'd somewhat knew when she did this that there was a possibility that it would be a one way trip.

She had been willing to make that sacrifice for Harry.

It's just that she landed a few years too early.

She got distracted for a moment and when she did the pull had jerked her to a stop in time like it usually did.

She'd meant to travel back to that fateful Halloween night and kill Voldemort before he had the chance.

She planned on killing him and then making James and Lily aware of his horcruxes so that they could destroy them and hopefully raise Harry to have a happy life.

She knew that by doing that she might not ever meet Harry but she loved him so... she was willing to do it.

She just missed him so much and couldn't help it when a few tears leaked from her eyes.

A soft, wet nose prodded at her arm and she turned to see Sirius, as Padfoot, sitting beside her.

She offered him a small smile.

Of course, she knew it was him but he didn't know that she knew it was him.

"Hello, Mr. Dog." she said. "Lovely to see you again. Although, you might be pushing your luck. If McGonagall gets word that there's a dog on the grounds she'll likely throw you out. She hates dogs you know."

His eyes, so like her own, twinkled in a mischief he believed he only knew.

He whined at her slightly and licked her cheek and she laughed.

"Oh, I'm alright." she said. "Just a bit homesick is all. Seeing you helps though. Just missing some loved ones is all."

He simply put his head in her lap and she began to rub his ears.

"You're a good boy, you know." she said, her emotions getting the best of her.

She knew what kind of life her dad had.

Especially, at this point in his life.

By this point, he'd already run away to the Potters but it was no secret that Sirius had a very awful upbringing.

"And you're very special." she said, her eyes tearing up. "You're very good and loving and you've got a big heart. The best of a friend. Anyone would be lucky to have you in their life. Don't you ever let anyone hurt you or tell you otherwise because you are the best da- dog, anyone could ever ask for."

He moved again and looked at her, curiosity shining in his eyes surrounded by black fur.

"And I'm weird because I'm talking to a dog but whatever. Just so you know." she said sniffling. "Don't let anyone give you shit just because of well, whatever reason. Yes, you look like the Grim. That's true. But it doesn't matter what a person looks like or their name or their family or where they come from. What matters is what's in here."

She reached out and touched his heart beneath his furry chest.

Sirius leaned forward and nuzzled her face with his furry head and she just sniffled.

"Someone really important to me told me that." she admitted, tears cascading from her stormy gray eyes. "I didn't get to see him very much because he was gone for most of my life. But he was a good person. He was the best dad I could have ever asked for. And he loved me and I never doubted that."

Sirius just froze looking at her as she literally had a mental breakdown in front of her.

To him, this American girl was clearly missing her father who he could only assumed had died.

But to Jess, she was sitting her with the dog/teenage version of her father.... mourning the loss of him in the future.

She was sad because he was gone and trying so desperately to deal with the fact that he was literally sitting right next to her.

He whined and cuddled closer to her just desperate to get her to stop crying.

She laughed when he popped his snout under chin.

"Oh, I'm alright, Mr. Dog." she said. "I just really miss my dad is all. He had a bit of a rough go at life too. People always gave him looks because of his family name. But he was the best. Just the best. He was in prison when I was a little girl, you know. But I had his picture and I'd set it up with my teddy bears and have a tea party. And I just knew that if he were there he'd surely let me dress him in my tutus and paint his nails and have imaginary tea and cakes with me. Because he was a good Daddy."

In that moment, Sirius wanted nothing more than to let this girl, this strange girl from American, dress him up.

Put makeup on him, braid his hair, paint his nails, put a tiara on him- anything to get her to stop crying.

It broke his heart.

Jess eventually simmered down and actually fell asleep against the tree.

Sirius took the opportunity to nip away and transform back into himself at the edge of the forest.

He looked on at the girl who seemed so familiar to him and decided that she was ok.

He felt rotten for being so suspicious of her when here she was obviously homesick and clearly dealing with the loss of someone who loved her very much.

He didn't know what that was like from a parent but in that moment he decided that if he ever were to become a father... he'd be like her dad.

He'd love a kid unconditionally and do everything in his power to make sure they knew that.

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Chapter One

Chapter Three

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Hello my darlings! I’ve been sitting on this idea for a while so I’m happy to bring it to you! I’ve written and rewritten it so many times lol. But I think I’m really happy with the direction I’m headed now and I’m super excited for it! I would love to hear what you think! Please comment, share it with your thougths and/or blow up the ask box! I love hearing from you! Those comments make my day! I love ya’ll.

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snapemeadowmalfoy · 5 years

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How Dare He! (Ronald Weasley x Reader)

Warnings: Bullying, A little bit a Sexual Harassment, Swearing

(Y/N) - Your Name

(Y/L/N) - Your Last Name

P.O.V - Point of View

Intro

You were (Y/N) (Y/L/N). Yes. THE (Y/N) (Y/L/N). You belonged to a filthy rich pure blood family who everyone respected and feared. Your family was even more rich and powerful than the bloody Malfoys! Unfortunately they were racist. They loathed muggle-borns and half-bloods. You didn’t. You were sorted into Slytherin just like most of your family and were very proud of your house and riches. You didn’t mean to brag but....your were a goddess on earth. You strut up and down the hallways and left boys in a trance. It seemed like every boy wanted you and they did. You could have anybody you wanted but you only had eyes for one boy. A certain redhead. A certain Weasley. Ronald Weasley. What you don’t know is that he feels the exact same way but can never tell you out of fear of rejection and embarrassment since first year all the way to present fourth year. So what will he do when he sees a certain Slytherin trio of boys trying to get some from you?

(Y/N) P.O.V

I jogged down the hallway towards Potions class. My most hated. My father always told me that Professor Snape was a teacher I wanted to be a favorite of. I never was. I hated Snape, Snape hated me. Simple as that. And to make it worse for myself...I was late. Out of ALL classes it had to be Potions I was late to. I mentally kicked myself when I approached the door. I put my ear up against the door. Snape was talking to the class. Shit. I took a deep breath and stepped inside. Everyone turned to face me and looked absolutely horrified for me. Snape stopped mid sentance and stared daggers at me. I held my breath.

“Late today Ms. (Y/L/N)?” Snape said in his cold monotone voice. He was holding a thin black book that I recognized to be the book on Potions he gave us yesterday after class. It was given as homework that of course, I didn’t do.

“I-I’m sorry Professor. My—erm—books fell out of my bag while I was trying to get here.” I lied. I couldn’t just say that I was daydreaming about Ronald Weasley and then saw the time, Ron is in my Potions class for crying out loud!

“Then perhaps you need a new bag...or perhaps Hogwarts must install a class that could elaborate on the art-of-a-good-lie. Take your seat—Ms. (Y/L/N). Detention as well.” Snape sneered.

I sighed. Great. A god damn detention! I heard some other kids snickering but I ignored it. Snape stepped aside so I could walk down the isle of desks and find a seat for today. I looked around. All the seats were taken. Except....the one right next to Ronald Weasley. My breath caught in my throat. I had to sit next to Ron Weasley! I was certain that the whole class could hear my heart hammering through my chest.

“Well..take you seat Ms. (Y/L/N), we haven’t got all day!” Snape’s booming voice broke into my thoughts. I gulped and took the seat next to Ron. I sighed and got out my books and put them onto the desk.

“As I was saying before being so rudely interrupted..” Snape continued.

Ron’s P.O.V

(Y/N) (Y/L/N). The only bloody thing I loved more then food...was sitting right next to me. In Potions class. I felt my cheeks get hot. She was so close. Right there. I looked at her sideways. She was focused on Snape and what he was writing on the blackboard. She’s so bloody beautiful. Not only that but she’s smart, funny, brave, makes the best comebacks, humble and great at cooking! She’s the complete package. The only things were, her parents are exactly like Malfoy’s, she’s a Slytherin, filthy rich and powerful, and she has a whole school full of boys who chase after her like lovesick puppies. Even Harry likes her! Rumor has it that Malfoy does too!

“You may begin to brew the potion with your partners.” Snape broke into my thoughts and I looked at the blackboard. My heart dropped. I wasn’t paying attention at all and had no idea what was on the board or what potion we were doing today.

Everyone started to brew their potions I gulped and turned to (Y/N). She was already looking at me with those big gorgeous eyes of hers. I sighed and gave her a small smile. She smiled back and I felt like I could melt right then and there.

“Erm...w-what are we doing?” I rubbed the back of my neck. What the bloody hell Ronald? That sounded so stupid! Now she’s going to think your stupid. But instead she giggled. The most amazing sound I’ve ever heard in my life next to her voice.

“We’re gonna brew a small healing potion. It seems pretty simple though. Don’t worry Ron, I’ll help you.” (Y/N) spoke soothingly and smiled again. I swear this (Y/L/N) girl will be the death of me.

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(Y/N) P.O.V

Eventually Ron and I finished the potion. We had a good time brewing it. We talked and joked around. Ron told me the story as to why he has a deathly fear of spiders. I laughed and he got very flustered. It was cute. Eventually we got to the topic of me having so many boys chasing me. I tried to turn the conversation towards him more than me and it worked.

“So who do you like?” I asked as casually as I could without having my voice tremble.

“U-um...” Ron went red but he smiled a little. “T-this one girl....” His voice trailed off.

“Oh.” My heart dropped a little. “Do I know her?”

“Y-yes..” Ron mumbled and looked down at his desk.

“Am I friends with her?” I wanted to figure out who this girl was.

“I-I think so...yeah.” Ron nodded.

“What’s she like?”

“W-well...s-she’s beautiful. So beautiful. The most gorgeous girl I’ve ever laid eyes on. She’s bloody brilliant too! Good in all her classes. She’s really brave and absolutely stunning, makes the best comebacks and just...well perfect. So many boys want her. I just wish I could give her who she deserves.”

Must be Hermione. I felt a wave of sadness and jealousy overtake me. What made it worse was Hermione was my friend. One of my best. I tried my best to put on my best fake smile.

“She sounds perfect. I’m sure every girl would want to be her. Heh heh.” I tried to laugh but I couldn’t. So instead I smiled.

Ron chuckled and looked into my eyes. “I’m sure they would.”

After Snape checked our potion and his bias ass gave Slytherin 10 points for a potion well done, the bell rang. I gathered up my books as quickly as I could. I slung my bag over my shoulder and made my way out of the classroom.

“W-wait! Hey (Y/N)!” I heard Ron call after me but I ignored him and kept walking. I didn’t want him to see me cry if I suddenly started. Since Potions was the last class of the day I decided to walk off my sadness. Ron doesn’t like me back. All of this things he described to be the girl her liked, it was all Hermione! I sighed and stopped by a wall to put my quill back in my bag. I walked out of Potions with it in my hand and never got a chance to put it back. I knelt on the floor and opened up my bag. I heard some boys coming my way but I figured they were just passing by. Until a pair of feet came into my view. I zipped up my bag and stood up to meet the blonde everyone knew too well, the one and only Draco Malfoy. On his left, Crabbe and his right, Goyle. I sighed and rolled my eyes.

“What do you want Malfoy.” I spoke with annoyance.

Malfoy and his gang were the only people in the school who hated me it seemed. I never knew what they had against me. Probably because I was the only rich pure blood who had racist parents and still hung out with “mud bloods and blood traitors.”

“What I want (Y/L/N) is for you to stop risking us house points” Malfoy sneered.

“When will you learn that when I’m late it’s none of your business.” I tried to walk away but he blocked me. “What’s your issue?” I scowled.

“My issue is you and all of these other guys who think they can take you from me.” Malfoy glares at me.

What the hell is he saying?! “What the fuck do you mean take me from you? We’re not even dating!” I scoffed. “Now get out of me way!”

I tried to walk away again but instead of just blocking me, Malfoy grabbed my shoulders and pinned me to the wall. What the hell is he doing?!

“You know (Y/N), your a very exquisite girl. You deserve the best. Someone like me who won’t taint your children with filthy mud blood.” Malfoy smirked. “Also, with a body like that you might just watch you virginity slip between you fingers...I for one promise that it will be in safe hands if you hand it over to me tonight.” Malfoy whispered in my ear and bit it.

I couldn’t believe my god damn ears! Malfoy really DID have it bad for me! But I hate him! What does he think I’m supposed to be, some slut? If it was a slut he desired, he could go find Parkinson!

Ron’s P.O.V

What did I do?! I screwed everything up! I said too much and now she hates me! My worst nightmare came true and I couldn’t handle it. The girl that I absolutely love and would die for hates me. I sighed as I walked down the corridor. I checked the time. It’s nearly cerfew and I still haven’t seen (Y/N). I just needed to make sure she got to her common room okay.

“NO! NEVER YOU! GET OFF ME!”

(Y/N)

I ran to the source of her voice. I found her, she wasn’t alone. Malfoy and his posse had her. She was pinned to the wall by Malfoy and it looked like....no. Malfoy had his hand on her ass.

“Ooo fiesty are we? Great news for you babygirl, the more fiesty you get, the more screaming you’ll be doing later on~” Malfoy chuckled. Crabbe and Goyle laughed at this.

“MALFOY!” I screamed down the hall.

Malfoy turned to me and scowled. “Get lost Weasley! This is none of your concern!”

“Ron! Please help me he’s going to-“

Malfoy covered her mouth. “Oh I see. Your dating a Weasley? A Weasley when you could easily have me? Your absolutely daft (Y/N). So go on and tell Weasley that you prefer me instead! Actually..I’ll do it so you can save your voice for tonight~” At that, I saw (Y/N) tear up.

That’s it. I walked over to Malfoy and punched him square in the jaw. He stumbled backwards but caught his footing. He clutched his jaw groaning in pain. Crabbe and Goyle were at his side trying to help him up.

“Get off me you idiots!” Malfoy snarled at them.

(Y/N) backed away from the wall and Malfoy. I immediately grabbed her and held her close to me wrapping one arm around her and the other arm to point my wand at them.

All three of them stared at me with wide terrified eyes.

“IF YOU TOUCH HER AGAIN, I PROMISE I WILL KNOW. AND IF YOU DO, I’LL KILL YOU! ALL THREE OF YOU THICKHEADS!” I screeched at them.

“Y-you’ve gone mad-“ Malfoy tried to speak but I cut him off.

“I HAVE GONE MAD HAVEN’T I MALFOY? STAY AWAY FROM HER!”

I felt (Y/N) clutch onto my shirt. She was shivering and I felt wetnesss on me which told me she was crying. I backed away from Malfoy and his gang with (Y/N), still pointing my wand at them. We reached a corner and I put my wand away. I led (Y/N) to the Gryffindor common room. I figured she’d better sleep there for the night until it’s safer for her to go back to her common room.

“Banana Fritters” I said to the portrait. It opened to my command and I lead (Y/N) inside. Everyone was already asleep so I sat her on the couch. She was no longer shivering but she looked distraught.

“(Y-Y/N)?”

(Y/N) looked up at me and burst into tears instantly.

“No no no shhh. Shhh. It’s alright.” I pulled her close to me and hugged her. (Y/N) tried to muffle her sobs in my shirt. The sound of her crying like this broke my heart. This was by far the worst sound ever. By the time she was done crying we were silently hugging each other on the Gryffindor common room couch in front of the fire. Her head rested on my tear soaked shirt with her arms wrapped around my waist. Her breathing was now steady instead of sniffling. One of my arms was around her shoulders while my other hand rested on her head stroking her hair slowly. Lovingly.

(Y/N) P.O.V

Is this a dream? Ron was stroking my hair and we were cuddling in the Gryffindor Common Room after he just made a death threat to Draco Malfoy who he caught sexually harassing me. I don’t wanna wake up then.

“You alright now?” Ron said softly above me.

“Y-yeah. I think so.” I mumbled.

“I’ve never seen you cry before.” Ron said slowly.

“I’ve never seen you make a death threat either so I guess we’re even.” I smirked.

Ron chuckled.

“Wait...y-you made a legit death threat. To Draco Malfoy. You could have just told him to piss off or something you know?”

Ron went quiet but eventually said “I saw what he was doing to you though. He wasn’t going to get away that easily. Right foul git he is! How dare he! Do something like that to a girl? Do that to you? To my girl?”

My girl? “ R-Ron? Y-you said...my girl?” I torn myself from him to sit across from Ron. I stared at him.

Ron’s P.O.V

No no no no no! That was NOT supposed to be said aloud! “ I- I said my girl?”

“Yeah” (Y/N) gazed at me with interest.

I felt my cheeks get red hot. I stared at the fire.

“Ron? Is there something you want to tell me?”

What did I do? Bloody hell Ronald Weasley! Get yourself together! No more hiding there isn’t a point anymore just say it!

“Yes a-actually..” I started.

“Yes?”

“I-I...um”

I glanced at (Y/N). She was looking at me with those eyes I can’t stand. The big innocent ones. I took a deep breath and met her gaze.

“So in first year we had our first Charms class and remember how you helped me more than Hermione and Harry did? From then on I liked you. A lot. I watched all of the other boys and how they would chase you and the girls and how they got so jealous of you all the time. How all of the professors love you , except Snape of course but he hates everyone, how Harry swoons over you and I just thought that I would never be enough to match you standards for a man or a boyfriend and I never confessed until now. I saw your beauty and your brightness and your kindness. Others saw your riches and your body like Malfoy did. I never thought that you would like me back so I-“

She cut me off with a kiss. It caught me off guard but I melted into it. It just felt...right. Her fingers ran through my hair as our lips danced in the fire lit Gryffindor Common Room. Her lips were soft and supple. She moved to sit on my lap. I licked her bottom lip to ask for entry and she let me in. Our tongues fought for dominance. (Y/N) moaned lightly as we did this. I ended up winning. We pulled back to breathe. (Y/N) put her head on my shoulder and I held her close to me.

“I love you too Ronald Weasley.” she whispered. “I don’t care if you aren’t the richest guy in Hogwarts and I don’t care if my parents don’t like your family or you. I still love you. Forever.”

I smiled. “That’s the best thing I’ve ever heard in my life. Besides Harry saying that he’ll buy the whole lot first year.” (Y/N) giggled at that and kissed me again.

Hey! Sorry it was a little long but I hope you liked it! It was also my first so sorry if it’s not that good 😅

- Rivera

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