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moonstruckme · 8 months

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the boys w a reader who's very physically affectionate? pre-relationship >:)

like none of them are dating yet, and she'd hug and kiss them on the cheeks, hold their hands on the way to class, carry their books/bags for them and lean on them in the common room and all three of them are flustered by it. bonus points if reader doesn't even know she does it, it's just how she is, and when they point it out she's like "oh.. i'll stop, sorry" and they're like "NONONONO" THEY'D BE SO CUTE

Yesssss thanks for requesting my love!

poly!marauders x fem!reader ♡ 1k words

You insist on carrying Remus’ book bag to Hogsmeade for him, and he glares at James the whole way for letting slip that his shoulders have been aching all day.

“Let me take that,” James offers for the upteenth time, ignoring Remus’ muttered “Yeah, let ‘im.”

“I’ve got it, Jamie,” you say again, wobbling a bit under the weight of Remus’ books, far more plentiful than what you’d packed for the study session. “We’re here anyway.”

“C’mon, doll, let’s get you a butterbeer to warm up, yeah?” Sirius opens the door to The Three Broomsticks. “I’m sure Remus will buy.”

Remus rolls his eyes. “I’ll buy Y/N one, not either of you.”

“Spoilsport.” Sirius slides into an empty booth, and you set your load down beside him, turning around and pushing up on your tiptoes to give Remus a kiss on the cheek.

“Thanks,” you say sweetly, and Remus isn’t a very affectionate person, but he’s hardly easily flustered either. So when his cheeks turn bright pink as soon as you’re not looking anymore, James can’t help but grin.

“Sit by me, sweetheart,” Sirius says, setting his arm atop the booth. James thinks he views your flirting as a sort of contest, seeing who will go the farthest before someone needs to tap out. But if it’s a competition, it’s one Sirius is destined to lose.

You slide agreeably in beside him, slipping under Sirius’ arm so readily that it drops from the booth in surprise, landing with a dull thump at your side. “Merlin, it’s cold in here,” you say, nestling close. “You think they keep it that way so you’ll buy more butterbeer?”

Sirius’ voice is pitchy and breathless. “Mm—probably.”

James smirks at him, sliding into the safe zone across from the two of you.

You take Sirius’ hand in both of yours, frowning and rubbing at it. “See, your hand is freezing! This is ridiculous.”

Remus reappears with four pitchers, grinning knowingly at the shell-shocked look on Sirius’ face. “I’ll be expecting the two of you to pay me back,” he says to James and Sirius, setting them down and beginning to dig through his book bag. “Merlin, if I can finish Slughorn’s essay while we're here it’ll be a miracle.”

James blows gently on his butterbeer, trying not to watch too closely as you purse your lips to do the same. “Have you started on that already?” he asks.

Remus shakes his head, exasperated but familiar with James’ ways. “It’s due tomorrow, Prongs. You won’t be able to do it in the hour before class, trust me.”

“Wait, the one on boggarts?” you ask, opening your own bag. Remus nods, and you hold up a small stack of parchment, beaming. “I finished this morning. Wanna see?”

“That'd be great,” Remus says. “What I really can’t figure out is the part…about…” he appears to lose his train of thought as, instead of passing the papers across the table, you disappear under it, re-emerging a second later to squeeze between James and Remus in their seat.

“I know what you mean,” you say, as though this is all very commonplace, pressed shoulder-to-shoulder and hip-to-hip with the both of them. “The second part of the question is near impossible to understand, but I think I may have figured it out. Here, see…” James stops hearing the conversation as you duck down towards your work, your hair tickling his arm and your jumper riding up to reveal the small of your back. James’ eyes follow the curve of your spine, down, down, until—he feels like a total perv, and looks away.

Across the booth, Sirius is looking simultaneously relieved to have a break from your brazen affection and regretful that you’re not still there with him. He watches you as you speak in low tones with Remus, his eyes flicking upwards to James as if to say this is insane, right?. James nods back dazedly.

You finish whatever you’ve been explaining to Remus, hauling your butterbeer across the table to sip at it. “Jamie, do you want my jumper?”

He nearly chokes. “Hm?”

You look up at him with concerned eyes. “I can feel you shivering. It might be a bit small on you, but it could help.”

James is cold, but watching you take off that jumper, smelling you on it, would be too much. He forces a smile, taking a sip of his warm butterbeer instead. “Thanks, but I’m alright.”

You frown at him, setting your hand atop his on the table. “You sure, honey? I don’t mind. I’m feeling a bit hot, actually.”

Whatever the look on James' face, it’s enough to make Sirius guffaw. Loudly. Even Remus snickers, tucking his tongue into his cheek.

“What?” You look at them. “What’s funny?”

“Doll, you’ve killed him,” Sirius laughs, and James doesn’t feel so chilly anymore, all his blood rushing to his face.

Your brows scrunch together worriedly. “What do you mean?”

Remus chuckles, the only one of them kind enough to give you an explanation. “I think what he’s saying is, even James has a threshold for flirting. You’ve just flustered him. Don’t worry, he’ll recover.”

“I…what?”

“C’mon,” Sirius says, rolling his eyes good-naturedly, “all the touching, the hugs, the pet names? A man can only take so much.”

“Oh, Merlin, I’m so sorry!” You clap a hand over your mouth, eyes wide with horror. “I didn’t realize—I’m just a naturally affectionate person, but I didn’t mean to flirt—well, I don’t not want to flirt with you all, but I wasn’t doing it on purpose. I’ll stop, I’m sorry.”

Sirius blinks. “Don’t stop,” he protests. “That’s not what I meant.”

Your confusion returns. “No?”

“No,” Remus says, some of the color from earlier returning to his cheeks. “I mean, it’s nice.”

James nods, finding his voice again. “Flirt with us all you like, but, um…would it be alright if we flirted back?”

Your smile comes like a sunrise, slow and brilliant and beautiful. “Yeah, I’d like that.”

Sirius grins at you, bravado restored. “Good, because we need to even the playing field, dollface. Come back over here, I’m cold.”

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larluce · 4 months

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Merlin traveling back in time to save Arthur AU but with a twist!!

Merlin makes it to the sidhes, bringing a barely breathing Arthur with him. As expected, they ask for a price and Merlin offers his life, ignoring Arthur's protests.

Sidhe1: You're inmortal you can't die

Sidhe2: And even if you could, killing you would mean killing magic itself, therefore killing the earth itself.

Merlin: (crying desperate) I don't care! Take what you need! My blood, my magic, anything! Just save him!

Sidhe1: (smiling evily) I might know just the thing.

They never tell him what are they going to take from him, but he agrees. The sidhes start the ritual, while Arthur just keeps pleading weakely

Merlin: (smiling) If I somehow don't come back-

Arthur: (crying) Stop! Merlin don't do this. Please!

Merlin: I just want you to know that I love you.

Before Arthur can answer the ritual ends and Merlin blacks out.

When he wakes up he is in his way to Camelot in his old clothes and 10 years younger. He soon discovers he's been brought back to the very first day he met Arthur. He's confused. Have the Sidhes taken from him years of his life as a price? It doesn't make sense to him, but he decides to take advantage of this to prevent some things from happening.

Time goes by and while, in general, all events are repeating, not everything is happening as he remembers. Some people arrive in his live early, like Lancelot or Gawain. And Arthur treats him better? Like he says thank you to him more often and listens to him more. Merlin thinks it’s weird, but brushes it off thinking it’s due to the changes he's been making that some things are not quite the same.

Then the day comes when he finally reveals his magic to Arthur. He cries and Arthur hugs him telling everything its okey. Nothing its going to happen to him. Shortly after however Arthur also has a confession.

Arthur: I already knew.

Merlin: What?! Since when?

Arthur: the very start.

Merlin: How? I've been careful! More careful than before!

Arthur: Because you told me before. Well, not really before, but in the future. It’s complicated.

Merlin: Wait... you are from the future too?!

They are both surprised. They thought they were alone in this and it turns out they never were. Merlin cries all over again, apologazing for everything, for failing him, for not being able to save him, but-

Arthur: You did.

Merlin: ... What?

Arthur: You did save me.

Merlin: No, the sidhes tricked me. They sent us back in time-

Arthur: It was not them who did that. It was me.

Merlin: What... what are you saying?

Turns out what the ritual really did was turn Merlin into a small tree in exchange for saving Arthur’s life. A magic tree that would grow taller and taller and never die and whose ruts would expand making magic florish in the earth forever. Arthur of course was really upset after that. He demanded the sidhes to turn Merlin back but they only told him "what's done it's done" and that all he could do was pick the tree up before the roots growed if he wanted to move it elsewhere.

Arthur put the tree in a pot and brought it back to Camelot. Everyone was devasted with the news but they were also glad their king was alive and safe. No one blamed him, but Arthur always blamed himself. He repealed the ban as soon as he could and made sure everyone knew Merlin's involvement in the battle and later the other things he find out Merlin did for Camelot through Gaius. He made an anual event and a statue in Merlin's honor. Camelot slowly but surely welcomed magic again and became the most prosperous kingdom in the land.

Merlin: Oh...I don't remember being a tree.

Arthur: Yeah, I figured.

Merlin: But you repealed the ban! That's great! Magic was free again in the-wait... so why did you do all this if everything was fine? And how did you do it?

Arthur: Everything was NOT fine Merlin. You weren't there!

Merlin: (utterly confused) I was. As a tree.

Arthur: You know what I mean! You were there but you weren't. We mourned you but you were still alive. I kept you in that pot for longer that I should have because I wanted to keep you close all the time, yet looking at you was so painful... Gwen had to scold me into finally plant you in the garden so you could grow properly. I was broken inside, while trying to rule a kingdom. I kingdom we should have ruled together from the start!

Merlin: ...

Merlin: You're telling me you somehow traveled us back in time and throw away the golden age, your dream of uniting all Albion and all you worked hard for... just because you missed me?

Arthur: And because I couldn't say it back.

Merlin: What?

Arthur: That I love you too.

NEXT PART OF THIS AU HERE -> PART 2

#merlin bbc #merlin #bbc merlin #merthur #merlin fic #merlin fanfic #merthur fic #merlin prompt #arthur and merlin #merlin and arthur #merthur prompt #merthur fanfic #Arthur and Merlin travel back in time without knowing the other is from the future too AU

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theroundbartable · 6 days

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Reverse concept:

Merlin and Arthur are stuck in a cave but don't know why. There are symbols on the wall

Arthur: the hell is this? Do we have to like - confess our deepest secrets or something?

Merlin: actually this thing says that only thus people are stuck who are deeply in love. Apparently some ex girlfriend left it here to kill the man and the woman he betrayed her with

Arthur: 1. How the fuck can you read those symbols. 2. What the fuck?

Merlin: yeah, I know. And Gaius taught me.

...

Arthur: so, you're in love, huh? How hard would it be for you to stop bein in love with them and find another way to get us out of here?

Merlin: ... Impossible. How about you?

Arthur: fuck. same

Merlin: ... May I ask who it is?

Arthur: no.

...

Merlin: maybe our best bet would be to forget they ever existed. You've been hit in the head a couple of times, if we do it hard enough that might work

Arthur: I've never forgotten who I loved tho. It was only ever short term. Besides, if you do it to me, I'd forget you existed and would forget to get you out. I suppose unless you have magic or something and can erase our minds, we'll starve to death here.

Merlin: huh...

Arthur: what?

Merlin: nothing, it's just - that is an option

Arthur: I was kidding. You don't have magic, do you, Merlin?

Merlin: ...

Arthur: you have magic?!?!?!

Merlin: sorry!

Arthur: fuck. So like - you lied to me, all these years *tries to get out again, fails, then sighs* fuck, I knew it.

Merlin: what?

Arthur: not even THAT gets my mind off of you. And yeah, it's you. I might as well tell you now If we're going to die, or you erase my mind - or kill me, whatever it is you wanna do

Merlin: for the record, it's mutual

Arthur: shit, for real?

Merlin: yeah... And you're reacting far better about the magic than I expected, so this is kinda - it's the worst feeling ever. Knowing we have a chance to get out but ... None of this remains

Arthur: i'm sorry

Merlin: wanna make out before I erase our minds?

Arthur: well, it can't be more embarrassing than it already is

Bonus: three erasures later

Arthur: who are you? What are we doing here?

Merlin: I'm Merlin and you? apparently people in love are stuck here

Arthur: oh... Hahah. Funny thing, do you believe in love at first sight?

#bbc merlin #merlin #merthur #merlin bbc #arthur #concept #tragedy

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zordanna · 18 days

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𝓑𝓲𝓻𝓭𝓲𝓮

A fluffy fic inspired from this old drawing I did🍃

English is not my first language and I hate writing so don’t expect too much. It’s just a small scene where Sebastian realises he’s in love with my MC, you can imagine yours there too of course! I ain’t stopping you🫡 enjoy I guess?

Sebastian yawned softly as he kept silently reading his history of magic notes while sitting on the carpet and resting his back on the couch, Eleonora was next to him laying fully on it while reading the chapter trying really hard to not fall asleep.

“Ugh I swear I’m failing this time”

She mumbled while flipping pages. Sebastian rolled his eyes and spoke back with annoyance.

“You literally have the highest grades of all the students in our class, shut up-”

Eleonora huffed and gave him a soft nudge with her knee in response.

“Just because the competition prefers wandering in the restricted section more than studying actual subjects. You know- instead of forbidden ones”

Sebastian groaned and rested his head on the couch seat cushion to look at her better.

“You are a pain in the ass.” He breathed out glancing back at his notes pretending to ignore her.

“The feeling is mutual”

She ruffled his brown curls gaining a soft laugh from him , the boy rested one cheek on the cushion and gazed at her while his notes ended up spread around the intricated embodied carpet of Russel living room. Sebastian glanced at the book and got an idea.

“I can read it for you, if you want, so we both learn something at least”

His proposal sounded quite nice to Eleonora, she gave him the book and set herself comfortable as he cleared his throat. He started reading and he could almost feel her gaze caressing his skin, Sebastian didn’t know how he managed to say the words correctly without fumbling while having that lovely pair of blue eyes staring at him, the warmth of her presence, her sweet scent of lavender and soap pervading his nostrils…Merlin help him!

On the other side Eleonora’s eyes were looking at his freckles, she always thought they looked like a starry sky , sometimes she would find full constellations in them while stealing glances at her friend’s features. She glanced at his lashes, was it even legal to have them so long and soft? The way they fluttered while he was reading, the way the sun was making them shine with a warm orange shade. She was mesmerised. That’s for sure. The words sounded like a sweet lullaby rather than an actual lecture on how their ancestors channeled magic trough the years, her eyes felt heavy and her body a little too relaxed.

Maybe if she closed her eyes just for a second…yeah that should do it.

Sebastian was reading the last paragraph when he heard soft snoring coming from his right side ,he turned his head a little to check on Eleonora and a warm smile formed on his lips as he realised she had fallen asleep. He closed the book putting it away before adjusting himself leaning closer to the sleeping girl. He rested his elbow on the couch cushion careful to not disturb her rest, as usual Eleonora needed her afternoon nap.

Memories of their third year flashed in his mind, rainy afternoons spent napping all together on the same couch down in the undercroft between a mess of books and unfinished candies. Anne was still…well Anne. No curse, no pain just Anne, sleeping peacefully while her tiny head would rest on Ominis shoulder as he was nestled up almost like a cat. Eleonora’s long blonde hair would tickle his nose as he often found himself using her soft curls as a pillow. They always smelled so good it wasn’t his fault they felt so comfy.

Instinctively Sebastian brushed off some of her blonde strands that were framing her face, very carefully as if she was made of porcelain. Her long blonde curls that once were left wild and free were now tied up in that blue ribbon he gifted her almost two years ago.

“You keep wearing it all the time mh?”

He mumbled softly more to himself than to her. The soft blue satin fabric was a bit smudged near the knot after years of wearing it every day, that’s what happens with the things you love most isn’t it? They change.

Sebastian always questioned why she would refuse to buy another one, a prettier one maybe made from the most expensive silk with embodied details but she always said that one was just perfect. She loved it.

And he loved how beautiful she looked with it. He loved the way it always made her eyes stand out matching their colour, he loved how it swayed like a swallowtail when she would rush around the hallways late for classes trying to not trip on other students. Swallows are a sign of hope and freedom, he was certain that if she had to be an animal she would be one of them. She was always there trying to see the good side of everything, which in his darker days was both infuriating and yet comforting. It was reassuring having her slapping some sense in his thick skull sometimes, he couldn’t deny it.

He also loved that, her scolding tone, her stubbornness and resolution whenever he was acting like a complete ass. He loved the way she would ruffle his hair to annoy him, he loved how her soft hands were making him feel butterflies flying around his stomach every damn time…

Sebastian’s chocolate brown eyes were fixed on Eleonora’s delicate face as the sudden realisation hit him like a whole bombarda in his chest.

He was falling in love. No. He was in love. Utterly. Undeniably in love.

He didn’t realise his face was few centimetres away from hers till now, his lips dangerously close to hers. Before doing something stupid and reckless he pulled away slightly and took a moment to gain his composure, his eyes wandered around the luxurious living room of her family’s manor, the paintings of the Russels were almost staring at him, judging him with their cold gaze.

Who was he trying to fool? He was nobody compared to her family, an orphan living in a cottage with his grumpy uncle, it would never be fair to her. Knowing her parents Eleonora had probably her life planned since day one, as her older sister Ofelia once told him they lived in a golden cage with all comforts but still a cage. It was all doomed from the start so- for now it was better to suppress those feelings. To pretend they never had been there.

For now having her friendship was more than he could hope for, Sebastian looked at the big wood carved clock and checked the time, it was getting pretty late, he sighed and with a soft spoken tone called for her.

“Hey…Birdie”

The world would never want them together, that’s what he was telling himself, yet when he saw those blue eyes and that warm sleepy smile greeting him Sebastian thought that the world could burn or destroy itself in that exact moment.

The world would know Lady Eleonora Russel but Birdie. Birdie was just for him and that was all he needed.

“Birdie? What am I a chicken?”

Eleonora said with a snort while sitting up and stretching a bit letting a yawn escape her lips.

“No more like a goose.”

Sebastian retorted with a cheeky grin. She had no idea of what passed by his mind all the short time she was asleep.

“Ouch- did I snore loud?”

“Terribly. I mistaken you for a troll or something at some point.”

Eleonora laughed at the statement and crossed her arms in a proud stance.

“Was I annoying you?”

“Terribly.” Sebastian said faking an exasperated sigh.

“Good. I can consider my mission accomplished then”

She added with a chuckle while they both got up to walk towards the kitchen for stealing a snack or two. Luckily her parents wouldn’t be back till next early morning considering their habit to attend balls and ceremonies maintaining their high social status connections. That was a relief for the two of them but also for the servitude. The house elves were quite fond of Eleonora, a true ray of sunshine in that toxic household.

The afternoon passed by with their usual playful bantering like any other. It was better pretending nothing happened for Sebastian, it was for the best really.

Was it? Only time would tell. For now they were just fifteen, sitting on the kitchen counter munching a stolen slice of lemon tart while yapping about how they were both convinced Professor Garlick was hiding “special plants” somewhere in the greenhouse.

It was a normal spring afternoon during the end of the 19th century.

Flowers were blooming , birds were chirping and the air smelled like clean laundry and soap.

Winter was just a distant thought, none of them could ever imagine how everything would irreversibly change in few months.

Moments like these would be soon turned into distant faded happy memories but for now…it was all that mattered.

#hogwarts legacy #art #hogwarts legacy art #hogwarts legacy mc #illustrators on tumblr #my ocs #oc art #artwork #illustration #sebastian sallow #mc x sebastian sallow #sebastian sallow x mc #sebastian x mc #fluff #oc x canon #sebastian sallow x reader

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legally-lupin · 11 months

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Her - Mattheo Riddle x fem!reader x Theo nott

Reader is in gryffindor

Summary: Mattheo has a crush but so does Theo

Y/n entered the great hall with Hermione they were both too tired to even function as they sat down with Hermione next to Harry and Y/n next to Ron. Y/n leaned her head on Ron’s shoulder and huffed. Ron looked at his friends and raised an eyebrow

“What’s wrong with you two?” Harry questioned watching his friend's strange behaviour

“We stayed up all night” Hermione huffed drinking her coffee y/n tried to do the same but was too tired to get it

“Ronnn can you pass my coffee pls” her eyes fighting to stay open the red-haired boy laughed before handing it to her

“Do you want me to feed it to you as well” y/n chuckled at his words before bringing the warm coffee to her lips almost immediately waking up from the bitter taste

“Eww, no cream or sugar?” She struggled to swallow it as she put her preferred items into her coffee

“Knew it would wake you up” Ron bumped his shoulder into her making her chuckle

“It worked” Hermione says smiling and looking around the great hall which wasn’t so packed for a Saturday

“Ooh y/n” Hermione sang y/n lifted her head off of Ron’s shoulder to look up at her companion

“You have two boys behind me staring at you” Y/n eyebrows scrunched in confusion all four of them looking behind Hermione to see Mattheo and Theo looking at her smiling softly. Y/n gave a soft smile to the boys before returning back to her coffee

“What do they want?” Ron huffed a hint of jealousy and protectiveness in his voice

“I’ll go see” y/n stood up from her seat and made her way over to the Slytherin table Ron quickly grabbed her arm

“Don’t worry I’m just over there I won’t be long” y/n laughed and continued to walk feeling her friend's protective gaze on her at all times

“Hey boys” Draco moved up for y/n to sit smiling at the girl

“Ah our favourite Gryffindor to what do we owe the pleasure” Draco's arm went over your shoulder as you spoke to your friends

“Just wanted to see how my friends are doing on this fine Saturday morning is that a crime?” Y/n cocked her to the side making Blaise and Lorenzo laugh

“You and Granger looked like zombies coming in” Lorenzo said causing y/n to gasp

“How dare you Enzo. I’ll make a hot zombie tho” the girl giggle.

“I thought Mattheo and Theo were trying to get my attention I kept meeting their sights” y/n leaned into Mattheo who went red all of a sudden

“Oh sorry no I was just zoning out” Mattheo lied not meeting your gaze you hummed peeking at Theo

“And you?”

“Yeah same I keep daydreaming” Theo’s cheeks turned red as he looked at his plate

“Anyway we are heading to Hogsmeade if you wanted to join us I already asked them and told them to behave. I expect the same from you boys” the boys nodded their heads

“Ok we will be by the fountain in the courtyard in like an hour” She bid her goodbyes and went off to her table

“Took you long enough” Ron huffed picking at his food

“They're my friends too Ron. Plus they are coming with us to Hogsmeade and promised to behave” Y/n heard Ron grumble shoving food into his mouth.

What y/n didn’t hear when got to her table was the boys conversation

“What’s gotten into you two?” Draco questioned his friends behaviour

“Yeah why you acting weird whenever she comes around?” Blaise cocked an eyebrow smirking at his two friends Lorenzo hummed in agreement

“How can you three not. She’s so attractive and I literally fumble on my words when I talk to her” Theo confessed still staring at her

“We hide it unlike you two idiots,” Draco remarked Blaise chuckled from behind his goblet.

“You guys talking about y/n?” Goyle declared making Draco roll his eyes

“Cause Merlin’s beard she’s hot” Goyle peered over Blaise's shoulder to see her

“Ok Goyle keep dreaming” Draco hissed

The four of you waited by the fountain In the courtyard for the boys.

“I can’t believe you invited them” Ron huffed

“Oh Ron grow up honestly I know you guys don’t like them but their my friends too and I just want you guys to get along for a few hours please” y/n snapped facing the boy who looked blankly at her

“Fine” the Weasley was defeated

“Hey, pretty lady!” A voice shouted y/n turned to face the group of boys coming their way

“Hey!”

The walk to Hogsmeade was quiet. Harry, Ron and Hermione walked ahead whilst you strolled a few steps behind them.

After a few hours of wandering around you all ended up in the three broomsticks with butter beers of course

“Y/n can I talk to you” Theo shyly spoke as he got up

“Yeah of course” You followed him to a seat away from the others

“What’s up, Theo?” A soft smile was on y/n face

“I just. Um. You look really nice today. I mean not that you don’t look nice all the time” The boy went pink and his hands fumbled. Y/n chuckled taking the boy's hands

“It’s ok thank you Theo I appreciate it. Was that all?” Y/n heard the boy gulp he brought her hands to his face

“Ok. Y/n you are the most selfless, most generous, kindest and most beautiful person I have ever met and I don’t want to make this weird if you reject me but if you would like maybe we can go on a date?” Y/n can feel the boys heart rate

“Oh Theo your too kind. I accept your offer” y/n stroked the new bruise on his face

“This wasn’t there this morning what happened?” Worry coated her face

“It’s nothing don’t worry, Merlin’s beard you don’t know how relieved I am” he placed a kiss on the inside of her wrist

“Look for my owl” The two of you were interrupted

“Y/n will you do me the honour of going on a date with me?” Mattheo sat next to her wishing he wasn’t too late. A new cut on his nose caused skepticism

“Mattheo. Theo just invited me on a date-

“Ok well, how about you go on a first date with both of us and you can decide?” Theo was getting annoyed

“Mate what are you doing,?” Blaise said now taking his seat

“Merlin’s beard what is going on.” Y/n sigqhed

“Have you two been fighting over me.?” Y/n said strictly looking at the two

“He started it” Theo said looking in Mattheos way

“He knew that I liked you since first year. I felt like he was doing it on purpose” y/n pinched the bridge of her nose

“If I do your way Mattheo. You both need to stop fighting do you understand? Your supposed to be friends not fighting over a girl” y/n huffed standing

“Decide between yourselves who’s going first then send me an owl with the details. I’m going to go back to the castle” Hermione, Harry, Ron, And you left.

(A/n: hope you guys enjoyed this shall I make a part 2 let me know. As always thank you for the love and support. Would love if you support my TikTok : __nxtx__ 🫶🏼🫶🏼)

#harry potter #draco x reader #harry potter x reader #mattheo riddle #theo nott x reader #theodore nott #mattheo x y/n #mattheo x you #mattheoxreader #theo nott #draco malfoy x y/n #draco malfoy imagine #blaise zabini

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sneakyboymerlin · 5 months

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If no merwaine, then why…

Transcript and analysis below ⬇️

Transcription:

Gwaine: Thanks for everything that you did for Eira.

Merlin: There’s no need to thank me, it was the least I could do. And you seem to care for her.

Gwaine: I could hardly leave her for the Saxons, now, could I?

Merlin: [teasing] Was that your only reason for rescuing her?

Gwaine: [lying] Of course.

[Saxons attack. Gwaine fights them off, but one knocks Merlin to the ground. He curls up and shields his face, completely helpless.]

Merlin: [screaming] Gwaine!

[Gwaine turns his back on the man he’s fighting and saves Merlin. He finishes off the last Saxon without even looking, eyes still on Merlin. He helps Merlin off the ground.]

Gwaine: Are you okay?

Merlin: Yeah, I- I think so. Thank you.

Gwaine: There’s no need to thank me, Merlin. It was the least I could do.

aaaaaaand END SCENE!

To start off with, we have a self-aware parallel in Merlin and Gwaine’s dialogue. We’re going to be examining the subtext of this conversation.

Subtext is simply what can be inferred without direct statement or revelation. It is not, as fandom is wont to believe, inserting any meaning you want between the lines: it is a cohesive message expressed by indirect means. Here’s an example:

A student goes to turn in his paper. After looking through two pages, his teacher asks, “Are you sure you want to turn this in?” The subtext of this question is the intended clue to the student that the paper is not ready yet to be turned in and he should edit through it again.

Moving forward… The repetition of, “There’s no need to thank me, it was the least I could do,” is a deliberate allusion to a core theme of Merlin and Gwaine’s relationship through the years: helping another soul—soon to be friend—in need, with no expectation of a reward.

The subtextual reading of this parallel, of course, is that Merlin does not owe Gwaine, and vice versa, because that is not why they help each other. They do it because they care about one another. As a result, they’ve both helped each other innumerably. Gwaine alludes to the help Merlin’s given him as a way of saying that there is no need to return the favor, because 1) he didn’t do it expecting a favor in exchange, and 2) Merlin has more than repaid the favor already.

Another instance where we see this kind of exchange between them is in this deleted scene from 4x07 The Secret Sharer (scene 47 at 15:10).

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Transcript:

Gwaine: We’ll find him.

Merlin: I won’t forget this.

Gwaine: I haven’t done anything.

Merlin: One day I’ll repay the favor.

Gwaine: Considering the trouble I get into, that may prove to be a rash promise.

[Gwaine offers Merlin some food]

Merlin: I’m full.

Another deleted scene (they really did just delete every meaningful Gwaine scene in s4 huh) which we have only a script for (though it’s possible it was recorded and the audio edited out) is when Gwaine and Arthur ride out to find Merlin in 4x06 after he’s been captured by bandits. Although this scene did not make the final cut, it is referenced again when Gwaine calls Merlin “Bog Man,” so it clearly has a place amidst the canon material.

(Find the transcription here.)

I think it speaks for itself here, but, “And finding him will be reward enough?” truly captures the selfless devotion that Gwaine feels for Merlin.

Fandom generally accepts the idea that Gwaine would do anything for Merlin, but that Merlin never seems to do the same in return. However, this is likely a misconception of what counts towards a returned favor. Merlin is a physician, not a warrior. Or, as Morgana puts it, “a lover” (not a fighter). We cannot expect Merlin to help Gwaine in the same area of expertise that Gwaine helps him in. He applies himself in other ways.

When they meet in 3x04, Gwaine offers Merlin and Arthur aid in a tavern brawl where they’re clearly outnumbered. Gwaine is injured when his opponent pulls out a knife in a fistfight, and Merlin rushes to tend to his wound. Already, a favor is given and returned between the two.

And, while Gwaine does intend to help both Merlin and Arthur, not to mention the tavern employees, he takes a special interest in Merlin. Merlin is the only one who Gwaine takes the time to introduce himself to mid-fight, even as Merlin shouts for him to watch out as he is being actively attacked. And then, of course, Gwaine does fall to an attack. Merlin treats his injuries both on the spot and back in his own chambers.

One could argue that the introduction of Gwaine to Eira follows a similar format, with Gwaine coming to her rescue, only for her to save him when their attacker knocks him to the ground. Perhaps Gwaine even takes on Merlin’s role as caretaker from 3x04 when he brings Merlin in to treat Eira in 5x12, as opposed to receiving the treatment himself. Then again, it might be more similar to the scene in 4x07 where Gwaine jumps in to battle against Alator’s guard. Like Eira, Merlin also rescues Gwaine when he’s knocked to the ground (though Gwaine doesn’t know it).

As we can see, though, Merlin is not lying when he tells Gwaine, “I’d do the same for you,” in 3x08, nor when he tells Gwaine, “One day I’ll repay the favor,” in the deleted scene from 4x07. Merlin and Gwaine have different services to offer, but they offer to help all the same.

The next portion of the aforementioned 5x12 scene on our to-dissect list is the actual subject matter of the conversation, followed by a visual representation of the very same act.

After Gwaine thanks Merlin for helping Eira, Merlin mentions that Gwaine “seem[s] to care for her.” Gwaine, in an effort to avoid the sexual and romantic implications, diverts to the chivalrous explanation: “I could hardly leave her to the Saxons, now, could I?” Merlin teases him with no relent, though, and asks, “Was that your only reason for rescuing her?” Gwaine responds with a curt, “Of course.”

The subtext of this conversation is that Gwaine’s hurried involvement to protect/take care of Eira stems from a crush on her. This is true, as there were many enemies around, but Gwaine chose the one attacking the pretty “damsel in distress” to fight. He then takes one long look at her and decides to forgo the battle to take her to safety.

Merlin can’t help but notice Gwaine’s feelings for her. She is, after all, staying in his bed even after her wound has been treated, so there is a connection between them… much like Gwaine stayed with Merlin for the remainder of 3x04 until he had no choice but to fulfill the demands of his banishment. This is especially interesting, since the wound that Merlin treats Eira for is on her leg, which is the same spot where Gwaine was stabbed when they first met. Merlin similarly wrapped his wound at the time.

But the main point is the fact that Gwaine rescued Eira from the Saxons with a single-minded fervency, in part because he was attracted to her, and then quickly grew attached.

Gwaine then proceeds to rescue Merlin from Saxons a matter of seconds after this is established.

Allow me to remind you of Gwaine’s sudden change of course in saving Eira.

Now compare this to his rescue of Merlin.

Let’s take a closer look at their dialogue:

Merlin: You seem to care for her.

Gwaine: I could hardly leave her for the Saxons, now, could I?

Merlin: [teasing] Was that your only reason for rescuing her?

Gwaine: [lying] Of course.

When applied to Gwaine’s rescue of Merlin, the conversation about Gwaine rescuing Eira takes on a more powerful meaning. After all, Eira is a virtual stranger who ends up being the traitor in the court. Gwaine sends her to her execution on Merlin’s word (via Gaius as the messenger), whereas Merlin is someone Gwaine has known for nearly a decade. There is a consistent history of Gwaine acting as Merlin’s body guard, which is being enacted again now as Gwaine escorts Merlin through the Valley of the Fallen Kings.

This is also one of the last ever scenes between Merlin and Gwaine. In truth, we are being shown a brief summary of their relationship as it comes to its narrative end—one last hurrah, if you will. And what they choose to show us is Gwaine protecting Merlin in an act of unconditional love.

Eira, like any character, is a plot device. Her interference leads to Merlin being trapped in the Crystal Cave, and Gwaine being tortured for information on Merlin and Arthur’s location. However, her presence as a person Gwaine wants to protect is meant to evoke the memory of every time Gwaine has protected Merlin. The chosen method to imply this was by creating a parallel between Gwaine’s protectiveness over the woman he’s currently sleeping with to his protectiveness over Merlin. Take that as you will.

#bbc merlin #merlin emrys #sir gwaine #merwaine #mergwaine #merlin meta #my meta #merlin and gwaine #bbc merlin deleted scenes #video #audio #transcript #long post is long

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shanastoryteller · 10 months

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🌈 Happy Pride! I would love to see more of Charmed The Once and Future King, Chris.

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"You lied," Piper says, the derision in her voice something that he should be used to hearing but he still has to force himself not to flinch.

"I didn't," he says, trying not to come off as defensive because that will give them something to rail against. "I am a whitelighter and I never said I wasn't a witch."

Paige raises an eyebrow but he doesn't give in. He is lying to them, about lots of things, but he's going to cling to his moral high ground where he can.

"Do some magic," Phoebe demands.

He stares. "I'm not a magician at a child's birthday party. Besides, most witches only have ambient magic."

"I think I'm getting the hang of your whole lying thing," Paige says. "I'm assuming your mother was a witch and your father was her whitelighter, which means she has a hell of a lot more of ambient magic, and you probably do too. Besides, you're King Arthur. You must have enough magic to pack a decent punch."

Telekinesis isn't an uncommon witch power. But it was Prue's. They're going to make a connection between them.

"I've frozen you before," Piper says. "You can't be a witch."

He shrugs. "Are you sure about that?"

Her eyes narrow and he's expecting it when her hands splay out. He feels her magic brush against his skin but this time he just shrugs it off, which is actually far easier than going against his instincts and letting it work.

He spreads out his arms in demonstration. "That enough proof for you?"

"No," Leo answers, eyes narrowed. "Use your power."

Some powers specific to evil. He's clearly expecting Chris to throw fire, and Chris can't help the irritation in his voice when he says, "If I was evil, I'd be a darklighter, and it would be really obvious."

"Maybe," he replies. "The only half whitelighter, half witches are Paige and Wyatt. Maybe it works differently."

He narrows his eyes and jerks his head up. Leo shouts as he's ryised several feet into the air. The sisters are staring at him, just like he was afraid they would. He pretends he doesn't notice. "Sorry, Leo. Telekinesis is a neutral power. If I start throwing fireballs, that will be a surprise to the both of us."

Piper's frown deepens. "When - is that why you're so worried about Wyatt?"

For a moment, Chris doesn't breathe. Has she finally figured it out?

Phoebe snaps her fingers. "They did describe him as the second coming of Merlin - I didn't think they were being literal."

They've skipped over the most obvious truth and hit on a much deeper one.

"Yeah," he says, mouth twisting. "Wyatt is Merlin the same way I'm Arthur. But something went wrong. There is an evil so great that I can't defeat it on my own and it's the reason that in the future Wyatt isn't by my side. Saving Wyatt puts both our destinies back on track."

He was supposed to be the king. Wyatt was supposed to be his friend and his guide and his knight and, most importantly, his brother.

The Wyatt of his future is right about one thing.

They were always meant to rule together.

#prompt answers #prompts are closed #asks #injoketaken #charmed

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pr33tylul · 1 year

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This is something I've had in my drafts for a long time. It's so random 😭

James and lily are alive and wolfstar is a thing in this!

I was laying on my bed as my dads came upstairs, hearing a knock on the door i drop the book i was reading. "Come in dads!." Both of them opening the door and peeping through the corner. "Come in then!" Remus and sirius step in and close the door.

"Y/n just wanted you to know that the potters are coming over for dinner"

"Okay send harry up when he gets here?"

Remus looked at sirius. "Fine, but I mean it, no..." sirius trailed off looking at remus

"No what."

"No...being inmate"

I nodded as I watch them leave.

About 30 mins later I lay down on my bed scrolling on my phone. I hear the front door open from my room. I make room for harry. As I see my door open I receive a big smile. "Hey i missed you" I smile as he cruels over to me planting a kiss on my lips. "I missed you too" he said going in for another kiss, turning it into a makeout session.

He put his hand in my pants as he rubbed on my clit making me moan. "Ha-harry not now your parents are downstairs. My dads will go mad if they hear us!" I moan more as he rubs a bit quicker

"Ill be quick. Promise" as he kisses me "lets take these off shall we" he smirks as I laugh why he does . He kisses me moving down to my neck making love bites, which I'll have to cover up before dinner. He plants kisses on my stomach making me giggle a bit He moves in between my thighs where i needed him most, kissing my thighs licking down my slit then kitty licking my clit causing me to moan a bit loud

I put my hand over my mouth to contain my moans so no one downstairs could hear me. "F-fuck, harry keep going" my hand makes it to his hair, harrys other hand grabbing mine as he puts two fingers in my heat going at a fast pace. "You like that?" He mumbled against me. "Oh my-" as I felt that familiar knot in my stomach. "H-harry" "do it y/n, cum for Me"

Setting me over the edge, my legs shaking, causing me to cum. He licked up my juices then planted a kiss on my lips. I was about to say something until "Harry!, Y/n! Dinner" I hear James shout. I put on my shorts back on, walking down to the table.

"Y/n! How lovely to see you again" lily said giving me a hug.

"You too" I smile sitting next to harry. "So you two excited to go back for your 5 year at hogwarts" james said looking at me and harry as we started to eat. "Yeah, cant wait to go back" I sat looking at harry as he nodded. "So what were you guys doing upstairs" james asks curiously.

"Uhhh" I said giving harry a look, my dad giving me one.

Both of my dads looked at me,

"We were um...playing" harry said stopping. "You two were doing what i think you were doing" sirius staired at me then harry. "N-no" I said looking down. "Well the marks on your neck tells me different" remus looked at y/n. They both looked like they wanted to rip into harry.

"How was it harry, was it good" james said while lily smacked his shoulder. "What harrys having sex, what did u expect hes a teenage boy" james said looking at all of them harrys face was bright pink same as mine. "Oh merlin" I said "please say your being safe" lily said looking at the both of us. "Y-yeah mum we are" sirius just looked at harry. "Harry i know your my godson and all but if you get her pregnant ill hex you."

#wolfstar #harry james potter #harry potter smut #harry potter x reader #harry x y/n #harry james potter smut #harry potter x y/n #harry potter x you

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Dogs are more Superior to Wolves

Pairing: Sirius Black x Gryffindor!reader, Lily Potter nee Evans x James Potter Characters: Sirius Black, Gryffindor!reader, Lily Potter nee Evans, James Potter, Remus Lupin, Alice Longbottom nee Fortescue, Marlene McKinnon

Briefly mentioned: Peter Pettigrew, Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley Warnings: Fluff, angst, wow it’s like a dagger being twisted in the gut angst, reader and sirius made a promise, this is sadly my fav sirius fic to have written this year, peter is a dick, don’t really know where this was going, idk why it’s always sirius, remus, and george who get my angst feels, no regrets, remus may have had a crush on the reader but no one knows for sure Word Count: 2,385

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You back away from him and walk away, seeing that he’s more interested in your friend anyway.

Why try and fight to get someone’s attention when they clearly aren’t interested in you.

You sigh and aim for the astronomy tower, knowing no one will be there right now.

You set your books down and walks towards the railing, staring down into the lower level, wondering if it’d be wise to hide there forever or- you’re being too dramatic.

You spin around and walk towards the other railing, thinking that staring out into the school grounds would do you better. “I wish I,” the words die, you don’t know what else to say.

Sirius finds himself in the tower for- no particular reason but he does feel the need to check on you, especially since Remus showed interest in you and, well.

It took him seeing his friend talking to yours, to realize he meant her and not you.

He can’t exactly be blamed for thinking Remus meant you because you and… whatever her name is, have similar features.

He steps away from the door, glancing back every so often, not waning Filch to catch him and give him detention for the third time this week. “If you say anything that has to do with you not being enough for my idiot of a friend, I wouldn’t say it.”

You jump and let out a high pitch scream. “For Merlin’s sake!” You spin around and see the infamous and rebellious Black brother, standing before you. “What are- what are you doing here?”

He shrugs, “not much.”

You narrow your eyes at him, “why do I not believe you?”

“First off, that’s rude.” He clicks his tongue against the roof of his mouth. “I take offense to that. But seriously,” he stands beside you. “You shouldn’t take offense because he doesn’t like you-”

“I’m not offended.”

“Sad, whatever. It’s all the same right now. Don’t be sad, you’re going to find that special someone.”

A soft, sad chuckle escapes you. “That was- that was really kind of you. I was not expecting that.”

“You weren’t expecting me to be so nice, right?” He nudges your side gently with his elbow.

“No, so, thank you.”

“I mean it by the way.”

“I was hoping so.”

“I’m not this nice to just anyone.”

“Yeah, yeah.”

“It’s getting late.”

You look up from staring at the ground and stare up at the dark sky. “I guess it is.”

“Grab your things and I’ll walk you back to the dorms.”

“Oh, no.” You shake your head. “You don’t have to.”

“I know I don’t have to, but I want to.”

"Are you sure?"

He nods. "And if you ask me one more time, I'll leave you here."

You chuckle and reach down for your books, only for them to be taken from you. "Didn't you just tell me to grab my books?"

"I did, didn't I?" He says, finding himself amusing.

"I can carry something; I won't make you carry it all."

"Nope, I got it. It'll help me build my muscles."

"Oh, I see. You help me and you get more girls to fawn over you. Isn't every girl here interested in the lot of you?"

He opens his mouth to reply but can't think of anything to counteract your question. "Not every girl."

"Took you long enough to say something."

He nudges you with his elbow and almost drops all of your belongings in the process.

You shake your head and continue walking ahead, leaving him to suffer.

“We’re here,” you shift, unsure of what to do next.

He notices and it warms him he hands you your items and bids you goodnight.

You whisper the password to the girls' dorms and go to your bed.

Lily turns and glances over at you. “Where were you? You weren’t at dinner.”

“I... needed some fresh air.”

“Fresh air, huh?”

“Shut up, Leenie.”

Marlene only cackles as she passes by you. “Don’t worry, I’m not judging,” she sits at the edge of her bed, removing her boots. “I was out too.”

“Yes, but we all know what you do. We don’t know what our lovely pure angel was doing out so late,” Lily says, teasing you.

You roll your eyes and start getting ready for bed.

“Is there a reason I saw an extremely excited Sirius roaming the halls?”

You don’t look at Marlene.

She gasps, giggling. “You two were doing it.”

“Marlene,” Lily gasps.

Alice shushes you three.

“Sorry, Ally,” Marlene chuckles. “But were you with him?”

“He found me after I... left the hall.”

“It was because he was talking to her again, right?”

You don’t respond.

“It’s okay,” the redhead tries to console you.

“It doesn’t matter, I shouldn’t live my life crying because some boy doesn’t like me.”

“That’s the spirit.”

“And that doesn’t mean that I’ll take after you and find every boy I can.” The blonde scoffs, “I take offense to that.”

You only smile in return.

A couple of days later is when things get interesting because instead of one friend, it’s two who find you in the astronomy tower.

You glance up from your books.

“Sirius told me you made a friend, but I didn’t believe him.”

You blink once, “why are you two here?”

“We were bored.”

A faint explosion goes off from down the corridor.

You raise a brow, “you two do something?”

James glances at Sirius, “us?”

The longer haired boy shakes his head, “never.”

“What brings you here?”

Sirius smiles and takes a seat by you. "Boredom. Then I got to thinking about this place and then he followed me."

You let out a quiet, "ah."

"Why do you hide up here? Why not hangout with your friends or go to the library?" James asks.

"I- uh- I like the quiet. My friends are loud or have plans with their study groups and or boyfriend. And the library isn't as quiet as I'd like it to be."

"I'm hardly there but I'll take your word for it."

"Now, that I believe," you tease Sirius.

He sticks his tongue out at you.

James glances between the two of you, knowing that his friend is developing feelings for you, which is great for him then he can have someone to go on dates with when he and Lily go out for butter beer, or she needs candy.

"How long have you two known each other?" You ask, wanting to get to know them (and fill the silence before Sirius casts a spell on all your books).

A couple hours later the boys decide it's time to go down for dinner, dragging you alongside them of course.

"I'm glad I joined this toad today."

"Oh, yeah?"

He nods, "now I know who my Lily pad talks about all the time."

You shake your head. "She always gushes about you, you know. She's really proud of you."

"Oh?"

"There's just one thing I don't get."

"What's that?"

"How could this dog land such a smart and pretty lady such as yourself?"

You don't look in his direction as your cheeks heat up.

"Alright, that's enough." Sirius throws his arm around your shoulder, pulling you closer. "You've got one girl, don't come after mine."

The three of you enter the dining hall and your friends plus Remus glance your way.

The wolf raises a brow, wondering when the three of you became friends (same thoughts run through Lily, Marlene, and Alice plus Remus's new girlfriend, Cindy).

None of you glance over at them until you're sitting down beside the girls.

Marlene wiggles her brows at you causing Alice and Lily to giggle.

"What's got you three in such a giggly mood?" Remus asks.

They glance at one another before focusing back on their meals. “Nothing.”

He furrows his brows, wondering why they’re being so weird and glances over at you, knowing you’d be more likely to give him an answer but notices the way you and Sirius interact with one another.

You glance back at the wolf, sensing his eyes watching you two. You offer a small smile; he does the same. You wonder if this is what closure feels like, even if it had been days after crying over him, it’s like you’ve found something better.

The boy beside you nudges you and whispers, “you, okay?”

You turn your head towards him and nod. “Good, I don’t like to see you so sad.”

You’ve never had someone say that to you, it makes you feel different, a good kind of different.

You giggle as arms wrap around your waist, pulling you closer to him. “Hello to you to, Sirius.”

He rests his chin on your shoulder. “How’d you know?”

You pretend to think about it. “Oh, I don’t know. There was a familiar presence around you, and I just knew.”

“I don’t know whether to be flattered or not.”

“Not,” James says, popping up on the other side of you.

“How are stud?” You ask him, taking in his appearance. “Are you feeling a little nervous?”

The man shakes his head, “me? Nervous about asking her to marry me? Never.”

Sirius pulls away from you and pats his friend’s shoulder. “You got this. We’ve managed to make it out of that school without Minnie coming after us.”

They chuckled.

“This is where I leave you,” you try to walk away.

James budges his friend, whispering, “you need to ask her out before I have my own kid.”

“Yeah, yeah, I got it. I just- I want it to be special.”

“It will be once you man up and ask her… you know Remus was asking about you two the other day.”

“Huh?”

“Yeah.”

“Well, what’d you tell him?”

“The truth.”

“Why?”

“Because- why would I need to lie to him? He knows you to act like you’re in a relationship but aren’t in one. What was I supposed to tell him? You’re married with a child?”

“Yes!”

“Well, now I know for next time.”

“Next time? Next time, I’m gonna-”

James takes off, running away from his friend.

You know where they are, they planned on staying in because they knew it wasn’t going to be very safe. You haven’t seen or heard from Peter since last week, which concerned you, especially with everything.

You told Sirius you were going to stay behind and fight, he didn’t agree with you.

“No, you’re not going out there on your own.”

“I am going to fight. That boy needs to grow up in a world where there is no evil lurking around every corner, waiting to get him. I am fighting and you can’t stop me.”

He sighs. “Be safe?”

“Always, you know you’re the one who takes the immaturity with you.”

He lets out a sad chuckle and holds your head in his hands. “When this is over, I want to take you out, okay?”

You nod, sniffling, “yeah. I like that plan.”

“Good because you were getting a date whether you wanted one or not.”

That earns a chuckle from you.

You two stare into each other’s eyes, not wanting to look away.

The two men stare at the rat they once called a friend.

“You’re lying,” Sirius hisses at him.

“Why would I lie when you both know the truth?”

“You’re once and forever a rat. You lied about being alive this entire time. Why would we believe you when you say she’s dead?”

“Because you don’t want to believe the truth.”

The two don’t know why they’re here, they didn’t want to see it.

They hoped he was wrong, and you were still around somewhere, safe. But now, they stare at the headstone with your name and a piece of them dies.

“Wh-”

“Pads…”

“She’s gone? But we- no. She made me a promise. She promised me.”

“Pads, I think we should-”

“I finally did it.”

Remus decides it’s even more tiring to try and fight him. ”You did what?”

“The one thing none of us thought I could. I finally asked her out. I mean, it was before we went our separate ways, but I asked her out. She cried when she said said yes. At first, I thought it was because I had asked her out.”

“And no one would have blamed her.”

They chuckle.

“But what if- what if she was crying because she knew she couldn’t make it, like she knew she wasn’t going to make it to see the end of it.” He shakes his head, “it reminded me of when we first met.”

“She was crying when you two met?”

“Yeah, the kicker was she actually had a crush on you and then I got to know her.”

Remus turns to look at his friend, “she did?”

“Yeah, I think it was a big one too, it took her a while before she found closure.”

The wolf lets out a quiet, “oh.” Unsure of how to feel, he never thought you had a crush on him. Would he have asked you out had he known, who knows?

“I don’t know if she actually liked me or wanted to go out, but I was happy to hear her answer.”

“She did.”

“You think?”

“I know she did, she gave you the same looks you gave her.”

“What looks were those?”

“Like you were in love.”

“Maybe we were… I was just too late to say anything about it.”

“She treasured the moments you shared until the very end, I know because you do and that’s what was keeping you half sane in your cell.”

Sirius shrugs, “maybe.”

“Do you think anyone else knew who she was?”

“The kids don’t. When that rat talked about her, the kids were confused.”

“Maybe we should tell them a story about her and Harry’s parents. I know he’d be happy to hear more about them.”

“You think we’ll have time; the second war is coming sooner than anyone would have hoped for.”

“You sound like me right now.”

“I know, it’s awful.”

“Let’s go back and find Harry.”

“Good idea.”

Sirius swears he heard a voice whisper, “I do love you.” As he walks away.

This time he walks out of the graveyard with a familiar warmth in his heart.

#Harry Potter #harry potter imagines #harry potter imagine #harry potter fanfi #harry potter fanfiction #Sirius Black #sirius black fanfiction #sirius black fanfic #sirius black imagines #sirius black imagine #sirius black x reader #sirius black x gryffindor reader #sirius black x gryffindor!reader #crazyk-imagine

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unabashednightmarepizza · 10 months

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Merula snyde x M/C (no gender)

Soulmate

It is impossible to lie to your destined soulmate.

𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝐼𝑠 𝑁𝑜 𝑈𝑠𝑒 𝐼𝑛 𝐿𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔

Warning: Spoilers for the "Conjure a Patronus" and "Letter from Hogwarts" quests.

A/N: Damn, this took a long time for me to write for some reasons... Perhaps I have a difficult relationship with Merula, not knowing whether to love her or strangle her.

Prompts: I don't care what they say about me, loving you was really hard, I need somebody to hold me, and it's all for you from this

As little kids, people often thought about having their other half. Someone that was destined to be their one and only, decided by some higher power or whatever. Maybe the idea of someone being created just for them amazed them with the metaphysics of the whole system, or not having to seek love and fail over and over benefited them maybe.

Whatever the reason was, in a magical world like yours, it wasn't so unusual to hear such thing.

Most witches and wizards had their soulmate when they start the school, or work, since they spent most of their childhood and teenagehood in the school.

But you? No luck as of late.

It wasn't like you were actively seeking out to find whoever your soulmate was. All your focus was either on Quidditch, the Vaults and your brother, or...

The task given to you, right now.

There was already so much going on in your life, and you were just a teen, so many things that it made you often loose your appetite and just hang your head low while your head pounded.

Adding finding your soulmate and bringing whoever that person down with you into this shithole didn't seem fair to either one of you.

You just wanted... some peace of mind.

" What's that troubled look, Y/L/N? Spit it out."

You lifted your head to see Merula, your kind of enemy, looking at you with her usual snarky and mischievous eyes as a scoff left you. "Nothing, Merula. Why do you care?"

Merula smirked as she sat down in front of you, leaning the upper half of her body on the table as she looked at you with unreadable eyes.

At least for you.

If she wanted to be honest, Merula was in a very big dilemna. On one hand, you have been her enemy ever since you started school. She always bullied you and your friends, constantly duelled you only to be the one who was defeated... But none of them were what disturbed her, no.

It was the fact that they all made her left awestruck at your elegance, power and strength. And as if it wasn't enough, it also changed the beating of her heart too.

Soon, after she begrudginly accepted that "admiration" as the blonde Hufflepuff said, she had come to a frightening realization soon after you helped her with the whole Dementor case.

She couldn't lie to you, no matter how much she wanted or tried.

"You know how the saying that only those who are pure of heart can cast Patronuses?"

This was utterly so stupid and humiliating. At least for Merula. Her? The strongest witch admitting weakness? And as if it wasn't bad already, she couldn't lie to save her dignity?

To you, out of everyone?

Someone she bullied for as long as she could remember? Someone who probably hated her guts and might just do everything she did to them to her in return, and Merlin forbade it, much worse?

Yeah, that was the kind of luck she had.

You, a literal prodigy and the hero of Hogwarts, as her soulmate?

Fucking wild.

" I thought learning the Patronus Charm would let me prove that I'm not the same as my parents... But now that I'm close to achieving my goal, I'm not so sure if I want to know..." she continued and sighed out, relaxed a bit more now. She didn't lift her head to look at you or Tonks, she could already feel the shocked states you were giving her.

And suddenly, she felt like crying because one, you were her soulmate and two, she was being emotional in front of you and wanted you to hug her thightly.

And after the whole mess was over and she was looking at your expecting eyes, shining with a playfull beam, she considered to be... nicer to you, and get to know you better until she was ready to tell you that you were soulmates.

In her own special way.

"Thanks for saving me... both from the Dementor and from an answer I'm not ready for."

You gave her a soft, understanding smile. Hope for becoming friends blossoming in you for the first time.

"You are welcome, Merula.

Back to the present time, she looked at you shaken after you clicked your fingers before her eyes, worriedly looking at her since she never was this much silent. Because your sour expression is making me loose my appetite, that's why.... She wanted to say, snarky just like she normally was but instead...

" I saw that gloomy look on your face from across the hall and could tell you were wigging out about something..." was what left her mouth. It wasn't like her words wasn't sarcastic still, but considering the fact that she "hated" you, it was a shock to hear that the Merula Snyde was worried about you.

You eyed her curiously while gaping at her, completely surprised how she showed... care? Merula Snyde, the ever crude enemy of yours, being soft? Because of you?

You adjusted on your seat, shuffling a bit at your slightly faster heart. You couldn't lie that since the day you two met, she changed both physically and obviously, emotionally. She was much stronger than she was once, definetly had gotten taller and... more pretty.

At first, when you realized that she could be your potential soulmate, you flipped. Literally. Cursing at Merlin and the universe for suddenly throwing you in a cliché "enemies to lovers" trope while the Vaults and your brother was still a huge problem. The girl literally tried to kill you many times, though it might have not been her intention really, and more often than not, looked down at you or what you did. She was always so against you and what you did so why?

Why did she have to be your soulmate?

Merula looked at you anxiously when your eyes hardened, feeling uneasy for the first time like ever. Every minute you spent not answering her and looking into her eyes directly, she got even more anxious and also curious about what was going on through your head.

But she was Merula, and she couldn't show... care and worry. "So? What is it this time? Is there a dragon on loose in the castle and you haven't been able to duel it yet?"

A snort left you at her question, though you didn't hold back from rolling your eyes at her. "Well... It's not like that, obviously. Though it would be fun to see it and have you fight it just to prove me." You smiled softly at her as she widened her eyes at the burning feeling on her cheeks, and looked down shyly. Your heart stopped for a second at the bashfull girl that was sitting in front of you and not the "enemy" you had been dealing with for the past years. Your cheeks flushed and you looked around to see if anyone was watching you two, because Merlin knew it was near impossible for you two to sit still peacefully.

"I just..." you sighed tiredly and leaned back on your seat, taking the sight of Merula, your soulmate, with a heavy heart as you recalled your memories, or at least... tried to.

"I just try to remember my first magical moment, the first time I used magic... I know Jacob was there, we never were apart from each other." Your eyes glazed over, the missing feeling of your brother's disappearance still heavy on your heart.

Amd Merula, for the first time at seeing your face, felt bad about bullying you about him and his "potential death".

Everyone has been telling you to stop, before you also went mad like your brother, especially your parents. They didn't want their only child left to be striken with the same thing as their eldest, they didn't want to loose you too.

But... What if he was just waiting for you to help him? What if only you could help him?

" I know it's locked away somewhere in my head but I can't seem to recall it. I have been asking my friends about their own first time in hopes that it will shake something loose... But so far? Nothing..."

Well, the sight of the usual cheerful and happy you, being all sad... Didn't sit right with Merula and it definetly wasn't because her heart squeezed painfully in her chest as if she felt your pain as her own. What was this feeling of making you smile and annoy her at the same time? Why didn't she like that feeling on your face? Was she getting soft over you already? Did it... annoy her, being soft and loving and considerate, when it was you who she was involved with?

Nope, not at all.

She gulped her nerves down and looked at you for a second. They aren't some Dementor, they aren't gonna suck the life out of you.

"I... remember the first time I used magic."

Wait... Was she helping you?

You lifted your head slowly to look at her, watching as she was looking behind you to avoid your eyes.

" It left quite an impression on everyone involved." You gaped at her, shocked with your hand up in the air with the fork you held, surprised at her... words.

"Merula... Are you trying to help me?"

That made the red alarms go off in Merula's mind as her eyes widened and her cheeks flushed in a deep red color.

Oops, she caught me!

"O-Of course! I'm the Most Powerful Witch at Hogwarts, after all! And you wouldn't be able to get the job done, like... at all! And it's also natural that my origin story is something impressive!"

"And how do I know that you aren't lying?" You couldn't help but question, your words leaving your lips without your control. But you regretted them just the same when Merula's face fell and her eyes looked at you through her lashes sadly.

A sight that you never dreamed even in your wildest dream.

Just when she was opening up to you slowly, you had to go and ruin it, right Y/N?

"Why the hell would I lie to you?"

No, it was your imagination... Merula's voice didn't shake with disbelief at your question.

You shook your head in confusion, everything becoming overwhelming suddenly. "I don't know, Merula. When it comes to you, I don't know anything except you wanting to destroy me... I mean you lied to me when I was just 11 and made me a food for the Devil's Snare... You can't-"

"No matter how much I want to, I can't lie to you... Trust me, I tried."

That... was the bomb only she could drop. A bomb that threatened to ruin everything, one that could destroy whatever nice things she could do or say.

And though she hoped you didn't understand the heavy meaning behind her words, you did...

"You?"

One word, three letters, and the coldest rone you ever had... And soon, Merula's face twisted in anger and she bolted out of Hall, leaving you in shock as you tried to hold onto her shirt with your heart being dropped to your stomach.

"Merula, wait! I didn't mean to-"

But it was too late.

"What do you want, Y/L/N? I'm studying." You winced at the cold tone she used towards you, her eyes never leaving the page before her at the empty potions classroom. You didn't mean to sound so cold back then, in the Great Hall, but... you were just surprised.

Her? Your soulmate?

What kind of a romcom was this?

Besides, you thought she would never care about such thing, yet alone getting emotional over them...

Maybe you were more of a bad person for assuming so...

"You have been reading the same page for 5 minutes already... Do you think I'm deft enough to believe in that?" You leant over the pillar of the class with your arms crossed in front of your chest, with a soft yet sad smile on your face as she buried her face deeper into her book that she definetly wasn't reading anymore.

"Are you sure you want me to answer that question?" She slapped the book close as she teasingly, yet with a hint of anger which was justifiable, looked at you. You sighed guiltily as your arms fell and rubbed your temples with thight circles. You were already done with blaming yourself, you already felt like a total jackass for what you said, but Merula wasn't helping you fixing it either.

"Why are you so annoying... Merula, I'm trying to fix what I-"

"Then, don't bother! You made it pretty clear then how you saw it... saw me."

You sighed heavily as you sat down next to her, already feeling another headache coming. But you didn't care, if this was the last chance you had to have somewhat a happy future...

You had to fix this mess, the mess you created... Especially after witnessing how much this meant to her, how important it was for her to see you accept her.

"Look, Merula, you can keep avoiding the subject all you want," a scoff left her as she shook her head at you, disappointed with angry tears filling her eyes. Were you really going to scold her? Was she that much of not worthy for love?

What was she expecting anyways? That you would fall into her arms? Call her the love of your life? Her, who was the daughter of two death eaters? Who people saw as another potential one?

"But, contrary to what you might think right now, I'm not giving up on you, I'm not leaving you. So you might as well cooperate and talk to me."

Silence scretchted. One minute, two minutes... It was probably right before the third one ended that she spoke, finally gathering her courage.

"Why?"

"Why what?" You tilted your head in confusion, making her shake her head in disbelief at herself for feeling warm at your adorable curiosity.

"Why don't you give up on me? Clearly, I don't mean anything to you by your previous-"

"Merlin, just..! Let me explain myself, okay? No questions until the end. Once in your life, don't throw a snarky comment." You exclaim harshly, your hands flying up to either side of your face with your eyes shut in slight anger. Merula looked at you frozen, suddenly feeling hot all over her body at the intense eyes you were giving to her.

She nodded silently, a first for her, and nodded at you. You sighed nervously, suddenly aware of the weight of your next words would bring.

They would either be the start of something new, or be the reason why everything would go down for good.

You took a deep breath and dived in.

" My reaction from earlier wasn't because of disgust." Another scoff, met with your raised brows as Merula apologized silently. " I know it's hard to believe, especially when I acted like a true bitch. But... What I meant, what I wanted to just say was that..."

Damn, this is harder than I thought...

"Is that there was no possible way that someone like me was your soulmate. That's why I was like that..."

Merula was shocked. Actually that could be a understatement, because she never thought she would see the day that the usual confident you would sound so fragile and insecure of yourself.

Especially because of her... Because, wasn't she supposed to be the one who is insecure? Her parents were Death Eaters, in Azkaban, and pretty much everyone hates her in the school.

Meanwhile you had many friends, was the Quidditch captain and a prefect who was loved by many in the school. There were probably even some guys and girls who would die to be with you...

You had everything to offer to a possible lover, meanwhile she had nothing.

Why were you thinking like that?

Before she could talk and reassure both you and herself, you continued urgently, wanting to let everything go before she threw a "Depulso" or perhaps even more of a dangerous charm at you.

"Loving you was really hard, accepting it after many sleepless nights was even harder. Because I was scared of what others would think, what our families would think. And the fact that you hated me didn't help..."

"I don't care what they say about me, they can throw shit at me for all I care but you... You are the one good thing that might have happened to me in my short years, for now, and I don't want to... loose you."

She held your hand in a thight grasp between hers as she lifted your joined hands to your eyesight, pointing to them. She would show you all those silly worries of yours was pointless, that she was ready to do whatever it took to fight for you, for herself.

She would live for herself.

"This? This means I care about you, not I hate you. Even when we first met, I never hated you... Well, maybe a bit."

You both chuckled at her attempt to be smooth and you squeezed her hand back in response. You really wanted to believe in both of you, that you two could stand together until the very end...

But what if...

"But... How about our families? Continuing the line or whatever? What would others think-"

Merula sighed annoyed before she flicked your forehead almost in affection. That dumb head of yours is gonna be the reason of your end...

"I just need someone to hold me, Y/L/N..." she said sternly. " Love me without any conditions, any expectations. And... If some fate decided that it was you who would do it, I'm fine with it." She looked down to where your hands were resting on the table in deep thoughts before she gingerly smiled after so long.

"I don't need the money, fame or anything... Though I realized it late. I know I'm rough around the edges but all the love, care, softness and tenderness I have left... It's all for you, they are all yours."

Those dumb romance books really worked...

Wow, I... I never thought Merula had such a romantic side... There is no reason to doubt her.

"Okay." You said breathless, nodding in happiness.

"Okay?" Merula asked in confusion at how easily you... accepted her. Maybe, she shouldn't have made fun of you for being so accepting with everyone else.

"Yeah... Sorry for being an arsehole in the Hall."

She laughed freely at your sheepish look, and you basked in it. She is even more pretty when she laughs...

Behind that laugh though, laid Merula's biggest fear. Now that you two clarified everything... There was only one thing left to do.

"Then... Wouldyougooutwithme?" She hurriedly asked, not wanting the embrassment of asking you out take over her completely. At first, you stood shocked at your seat, not expecting her to talk so fast. And Merula thought it meant rejection, that it was too soon, but you understood her perfectly.

Perhaps what others told you was true: You and Merula were much more alike than neither one of you thought.

"Merula..." you smiled softly at her, " I'd love to go out with you." She was finally able to breathe normally as relief took over and then her mind started to wander. Where to take you...

Black Lake? No, too silent. Hogsmeade? You teo could sit at the teashop and then buy candy and eat it later on the train.

Yes, that was okay... What?

In a spur of moment, you shyly kissed her cheek and bolted out of the class, but not before whispering to her "I can't wait, Merula. For whatever you plan."

Huh..? Well, maybe soulmates weren't that overrated after all, if they gave suxh pure happiness to even the coldest looking girl Hogwarts had ever seen.

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llamagirl28 · 10 months

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I love love LOVE The Bastard of Camelot! Thank you for creating such a deep and nuanced story. I also love how controverary/breaking out of expectancy Mordred can be. My fav possible part of playthrough is Merlin saying to Arthur "your daughter/son will be the end of Camelot" and then Mordred transing their gender (as it is one of many other things what was chosen for/assigned for them and is not who they actually are), sending the entire Prophecy phrasing to shambles. I know it's not that simple and prophecies are vague and complicated, but I just love how in my playthrough Merlin was all "your daughter will ruin everything", and then just some 12-15 years later Arthur was like "but I don't have...a daughter. I have a son tho?"

I also love all possible parallels between Arthur and Mordred, be it in the way their close circles try to protect them in a rather Not Nice way, or how they phrase things the same way (Arthur telling Morgana she whispers into Mordred's ear the same way Merlin does into his and then Mordred saying it almost word by word. It's just one of the few examples, there were several and I loved them all)

Also THANK SER KAI for being the only knight from Arthur's side of things(the second one if you count Arthur himself) who isn't antagonistic towards Mordred and actually extremely supportive. Kai and Gawain are the literal best ever for being as non-judgemental as they are.

I also took it for my personal mission to woo Galahad. I'm already invisioning physic damage Morgana and Lancelot will get from this couple. Morgana did say it would be funny if Lancelot's son ended up liking Mordred, but I doubt she meant like THAT, esp if Mordred is very vulnerable to hurt from Galahad due to his feeble heart being "this one tho. He's the one".

"Mordred and his quest for Galahad's heart" is soon to become everyone's problem xD

Thank you so much! 💕❤️

And yeah, Morgana is far more concerned if you actually do go along with getting close to Galahad 👀

#the bastard of camelot

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spacehostilityy · 9 months

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NNT Rewatch s2ep1-6

(This was written weeks ago but was in my queue. I am moving back to my college town Saturday so busy days are to come but now I have things to procrastinate 😈)

So YAYAYAY time for season 2 (my fave season overall) !! I’ve rewatched this one before, so i actually remember some of this lol

Ban: I quit

Meliodas: your face is the only joke we can handle

HE GOT HIS ASS DAMN

i love both of diane’s orange fits, but s1 leotard hits different

i have thots abt the introduction of power levels that will be told beneath the cut

i mean it’s all very dragon ball (which i love, but in a very different way). I feel like they are just better executed in manga format, because saying the numbers out loud just kinda breaks up the flow of dialogue and action. Plus the numbers never stay accurate since the characters are always powering up and nakaba lowkey just stops using them at one point. so like assault mode!Meliodas has a power of 142,000. BUT he defeats enemies with powers higher than that and is shown to gain even more power. But this is the highest number we have for him. Overall, theyre clunky, not updated enough to be accurate, and just kinda cheesy :/ I feel like plot could have been added to justify and explain the eye of Balor (AKA Drole if i remember correctly) but it’s just used as an excuse to quantify the characters’ strength since this season is mainly focused on physical and emotional growth, as seen by the Ishtar Arc (one of my fave arcs hehe)

merlin’s friendship with hawk is actually so cute tho

so Meliodas’s beginner stats (still missing his powers) are magic 400, strength 960, spirit 2010. The way I see it, his insane spirit strength could mean one of two things: bitch is just hella determined in his quest to end their curses and protect his friends (likely) or merlin taking away his power only affects his strength and magic since spirit has to do with your mind (also likely) anyway what do y’all think?

how the fuck is gowther’s strength 500??? The average person who can lift 50-100 lbs has a strength of 30. HOW IN THE FUCK?? IS GOWTHER SECRETLY SWOLE????

Meliodas being like “no idk who the ten shadows could be haha” when he and merlin literally formed the sins to fight them and HE WAS THE LEADER OF THE 10 COMMANDMENTS is so funny like so tru king lie to their faces

the first thing Zeldris says is “3000 years... please tell me that he’s still alive” which tells me two things: 1) he doesn’t know about Meliodas’s curse, which could explain why estarossa kills him when he’s just going to come back a rival to the throne of the demon king and 2) the listed life expectancy of 1000 years for demons is probably not accurate lol

maybe it’s driven down due to number of battle deaths like the mortality rate of the middle ages lol

we are introduced to a demon who hopes mel is alive, shares a voice actor, AND HAS THE SAME FACE yeah the brother coding is very thick

AJSDBJKBHJEBFNWKFH YESSS THIS IS MY ALL TIME FAVE INTRO SONG AND ANIMATION

ban’s refusal to get jericho’s name right makes me laugh every time

Jericho: is scared and runs to Ban

Ban: 🤨 yeah. i don’t remember asking you to grab my arm🙄

im sorry but king rlly was a bad fairy king like mans didnt even know the forest was there 😭 its ok tho i love that for him

King hating Ban at first bc he “killed elaine and destroyed the fairy kings forest” only for Ban to pull THE BIGGEST uno reverse on him will never not be funny

wait does that mean ban is technically the 4th fairy king and king is both the 3rd and the 5th bc that would be rlly funny and does happen quite a bit historically

I love how as much as a smug asshole Ban is, he’s not rubbing it in King’s face and is showing him he’s still his friend

so if Gil is Margaret’s guard and Griamore is Veronica’s, does that mean Howzer was Elizabeth’s ?? bc that would be so fucking funny

Helbram got King’s ass with “and you’re short”

KASBDFNJBSDKF HE LOOKS SO GOOFY😭

MY BABYGIRLS ARE HEREEEE

Best girls Melascula and Derieri fr

i love that they said slader is gay, how can we let the audience know and then gave him the smoothest, gayest voice imaginable

merlin calling og gowther a great magician when we know he was the one to train her is actually so sad, i want to give baby merlin a hug

slader is hot, thanks for coming to the ted talk

how the fuck does he walk like this tho??

is there a reason i just don’t remember why they never really bring up albions again or do they just ~disappear~ conveniently from the story lol

So the whole concept of sacred treasures is really cool to me because they are clearly something unique to the Sins, despite all of the sacred treasures being very different and made of different materials. I mean Gowther’s is straight up made of light Still, them having weapons that serve as a constant and grow with them as they become more powerful is just a neat concept to me. I just wish we could have seen Ban use Courechouse more than just a few episodes. There really isn’t a plot reason he couldn’t have had it beforehand.

Gerheade being a bitch to Ban bc he’s a human makes literally no sense when we learn her backstory with Rou. Like NO sense at all lol

I honestly love that Meliodas destroyed the albion on his own. Like yes, he is my OP blorbo BUT he’s also supposed to be incredibly powerful in canon, which we haven’t seen him go all out with an enemy yet. Not only does he know all about albions (bc he’s a demon), but as leader of the 10 Commandments, he probably was on the controlling side of the golems. Then, as a member of Stigma, he fought against them. Not to mention, this is when he finally gets Lostvayne (the DEMON sword) back. This moment for me is when he gets to show off the perks of him being a powerful and high ranking demon. Might fuck around and do a full post later on Meliodas’s relationship to his own race and what/who he is lol

Ban screaming “you bitch!!” is... a wonderful experience

Yass king (hehehehe get it? bc his name is king? hehehe)

Galand petting Gloxinia is actually so cute lol

Merlin covering Arthur’s eyes 😭😭 she’s his mom fr

“its been a while meliodas” oop galand just let the Meliodas is 3000 years old cat out of the bag ehehe

(stay with me bc im about to get delusional) WAIT so galand says “to think that after all this time has passed youd still be in that form” in this essay i will prove that Meliodas looks like a young teenager because he essentially is biologically young for the demon race. Galand doesn’t know Mel was cursed, so he would think that he had aged in the past 3000 years. Plus, I think the demon king’s possession of Meliodas AND Zeldris can be (somewhat) compared to Sariel’s aging up of Solaseed. Anyway, i feel like this can support my hypothesis of Zeldris and Meliodas are just babies who will eventually look like adults. Also, I think them being super young just enhances the angst quite well.

everyone is fucking terrified of galand but hes just a silly foolish little fellow to me lol

ban and king being brothers-in-law makes my heart happy like theyre so cute

Ban threatening Gerheade and actually being pissed and serious has suddenly reminded me that if i saw a grown ass man who couldn’t die and was a 7 foot tall violent alcoholic i would be fucking terrified

like a demon 14 year old? creepy ig but not a 7 foot tall masochist with an 8 pack

I love how hard Diane always goes for the ones she loves, she’s just so devoted and passionate Best Girl tm behavior

*Merlin being incredibly confidant and nonchalant starting a proposition*

Meanwhile Merlin’s thoughts: SHIT SHIT I HAVE 10 SECONDS TO THINK BEFORE EVERYONE I LIKE DIES

Meliodas doing the same thing Hendy did by reattaching his fucking arms using Darkness and the sins still being like wait?? is Meliodas?? a... demon ??? 🤨

okay so we DO see him in this mode again. But what is it called? and why does he become no thots head empty? its not like he died. and even in assault mode, he has thoughts and emotions (when they’re not stuck in purgatory)

Im ngl, i forgot everything about this episode entirely lol

obvi i hate that derieri died, but at least the souls she fucking ate got returned lol

do we think arthur has a tiny teenage gay crush on meliodas? Discuss.

(the answer is yes ehehe)

gowther walking around with his dang a lang swangin hehe

Gil crying in annoyance and defeat as griamore and howzer bicker is literally so hashtag real

HENDYYY MY BABYGIRL IS BACK BAYBAYYYY

very suddenly realized that Hendy’s probably only like in his 30s. Mans is just not that old

exactly 3 seconds after I had that though Howzer calls him old man LOLLL

i forgot about hendy’s childhood trauma. damn. thats actually rlly sad :/

look how cute he is tho 😭😭

hendy and dreyfus are in love. thanks for coming to another one of my ted talks

so do we think dreyfus is half druid (and zaratras is full) or zaratras is half druid? i mean they’re half brothers but only one is a called a druid sooo

IM SORRY BUT THIS IS THE FUNNIEST FUCKING SCREENSHOT ASDFFHSLDH elizabeth scandalized, meliodas accepting his fate, slader leaning in closer and blushing ITS JUST SO GOOD

The ass shot of Diane 🤨😑

Damn Idk how i never realized that all of them pretty much only call Meliodas captain. Merlin, Ban, and Elizabeth are the only ones who will call him Meliodas, but even merlin and ban typically go with captain.

“im a giant, why arent you afraid of me?” hes a fucking demon. lol

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robynlilyblack · 2 years

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Shes underwater again - Send me a situation along with a character and i’ll write a lil blurb (e.g sirius black x shy! fem! reader on their first date)

fred weasley x wife!reader(wolfstar daughter???) announcing that their having a baby to the family?

Announcement

Fred Weasley x wife! reader

Summary: Fred and y/n tell their family they are expecting

Warning: pregnancy, mentions of sex and food, established relationship

A/n: 1.6k words, yes yes yes i love writting wolfstars daughter dating freddie it’s just so perfect 💛

Navigation | Fred Weasley Masterlist | Celebration

“Don’t look so nervous” you peer up at your husband “They’re going to be thrilled” you try to reassure him

He looks down at you “I know my mum and dad will be it’s your parents I’m worried about…and Harry…and James” he swallows hard “Not Lily…your aunties though...at least they aren’t coming...merlin I can’t believe I haven’t told Georgie yet” he was starting to stress out

You look at him in amusement “Freddie calm down...” you tilt your head “You know we’re married right?” you check

“Last time I checked yeah” he holds up your hand with the ring, giving it a kiss “Why?” he asks a little confused

You smile cupping his cheeks “Because you’re acting like we’re teenagers and about to tell them we’re together for the first time” you laugh sweetly at him

“This is different, sure that was nerve racking, terrifying even and your dad chasing me around the house as a dog is something I still have nightmares about” you both giggle at the memory “…even getting married it was only implied…” he goes on

“Implied?” you look at him strangely

He nods “Yes now they’re gonna know we did it at least once” you take a moment before you realise

“Oh merlin” you burst out laughing “Really? That’s what’s got your knickers in a twist? Them knowing we’ve definitely done it?”

“My knickers are not…shut up” he goes a little red “It’s just we’ve only been married a year and we’re young…” he sees your pout “Oh love” he puts his hand over your stomach softly “I just mean they might be a little…you know”

“My uncle James and aunt Lily where the same age as us, and technically my dads were 18 when I was born”

“They were?” Fred says clearly not doing the math “Wait…your older than Harry but they got you…i’m being silly here aren’t I”

You nod “I was adopted when I was 3” you say slowly watching it click

His eyes widen nodding “Oh yeah…sorry I’m just a bit spacey” he motions around his head

“Will a kiss help?” you pose

That makes him smile “Worth a try, right?” he looks at you cheekily, lifting you up and onto the dining table causing you to squeal before he captures your lips

As Fred’s kisses slowly make their way down your jaw to your neck your heads shoot to the door as you hear your father “My eyes! My eyes!” Sirius exclaims covering his eyes dramatically to which Remus just gives an apologetic look

“Sorry we didn’t hear you come in” Fred laughs nervously stepping back but helps you down from the table, hand subconsciously moving to protect your stomach

“I understand your newlyweds…” Sirius starts pointing at the two of you as he walks by “…but don’t go making me a grandfather yet” he chuckles following Remus who seems more interested in stealing a bit of the chocolaty dessert than yours and Freds slighty nervous expressions

You and he share a look “Well this is off to a marvellous start love” he bends down to whisper in your ear “Now if you’ll excuse me I’m going to go put on my running shoes” he tries to walk away but you pull him back giggling

“Freddie”

Soon everyone arrived and was seated. Sirius at the head of one end and Arthur at the other with Molly and Remus sitting around on the right of their partners. James, Lily and Harry sat on the same side as Remus while you and Fred sat opposite with Molly, leaving an empty seat next to your husband for George who had already called ahead to start because was running a tad late

“Would you like to do it now?” Fred whispers to your hand a squeeze “We can tell Georgie together later”

“You sure?” you ask with a small smile

He gives you a nod and quick kiss to the cheek “I’ll get the gifts” he whispers to you before standing up “Everyone my gorgeous wife and I have a little announcement...love” he gestures for you to speak while he moves to go grab the little bags and place them in front of the couples and Harry

You stand up, everyone ready to listen but Molly and Lily looked very interested, eyes flicking from Fred to you to your stomach, which they had noticed your hand moving to hold ever since they arrived “First, thank you for coming over for dinner” everyone smiles “The last year for us has been so amazing and everyone here has...been just the…the” you get a little emotional so when Fred re-joins your said he takes over

“I think what my darling wife is trying to say is we love all of you and we’d like to give you a little something” he gestures to the bags before wrapping his arm around your waist, his other hand moving over yours on your stomach

“Pup you shouldn’t have” Remus says looking at the bag, you knew he hated gifts but you were sure he was going to love this one

Sirius hits him playfully “Shh it’s a present” he says smiling although you and Fred weren’t sure if it would stay that way, out of everyone his reaction was the one you were on the fence about

“Aww thank you dear” Molly says smiling up at you while Arthur just gives you a warm smile and nod

You smile at them but can’t help giggling as you hear your uncle James say ‘I’m a dear’ to Harry who sniggers

“Open them” you prompt, bitting your lip in anticipation

You and Fred watch as they dig into the gifts, Lily and James pulling out their sweaters that say great auntie red and great uncle prongs, both of their faces lighting up. Harry opening his which says from godbrother to godfather, his eyes widening in shock before a soft smile appears. Molly and Arthur pulling out a tiny jumper that says my grandmother makes the best sweaters, the sight making her squeal while Arthur just smiles in a happy shock. Finally your fathers open theirs, Remus getting one jumper with grandpa moony on it and another with grandpa pads, while Sirius had a little baby onesie which read marauders grandchild

Lily is the first to speak “Your?” she looks between the two of you, her and James beaming and hugging into one another as you nod

“Aww I’m going to be a ooooo” Molly says excitedly “Arthur look oh my...” she starts but is too worked up to finish beginning to happy cry, bouncing up and down on her seat as she’s finally going to be a grandmother

You and Fred hug each other tighter before warily looking down to see your parents’ reactions, Remus has a smile on his face mouthing ‘your?’ smiling wider as you mouth ‘yes’ while Sirius just stares at his “I don’t get it…” he looks up chuckling nervously

“Of course he doesn’t” Lily shakes her head while James and Harry let out laughs

“Dad read the writing” you nod to the clothing, leaning into Fred for extra support

He looks at you then the clothing reading it out slowly “Marauders grandchild…I…” he gives it a second to sink in before his eyes shoot to your stomach then the bit of clothing then back at you and Fred “Your pregnant pup?” he asks in complete astonishment

Harry chuckles “Looks like your pups having a their own pup…” James barks out a laugh at his sons statement before he and Harry see the look on Sirius’ face “Sorry” Harry says cringing “I’ll just give my godfather title back then shall I?” he says jokingly

You were about to turn back to your father when George walked in “Hey everyone! Ooo pressies” he rubs his hands together “What did I miss?” he says smiling away looking at you and Fred

James’ looks at Harrys jumper then at Fred “Wait George isn’t godfather” he says confused, sure you and Harry were like siblings but George was Fred’s literal twin

George’s eyes widen “I’m not a what!” he exclaims before he looks down at your stomach “Hold up...Imma be an uncle!” he says joyfully moving to push his own twin out of the way to give you a hug

Fred just chuckles “Love you too Georgie” he says moving over to grab Georges’ gift, holding it out towards him as he returns to your side

George opens it reading the jumper before looking up at you and Fred, poking his cheek with his tongue “I’m gonna kill you both…” he says light heartedly shaking his head “But since your pregnant I’m going kill you twice” he looks at you then to his twin

“What does it say?” Harrys says interested, the entire room laughing as Georges holds up his jumper which reads worlds greatest godmother

The laughter is cut off by Sirius “Wait can we just circle back to me please” he looks around the room “I just got used to reaching my fullest dilf potential, I can’t be a grilf…g-dilf…a grandpa. I’m too young and beautiful” he whines pouting to which you giggle glad that he isn’t angry just panicky about feeling old at the grand age of thirty-nine

Remus turns to his husband “Okay one, we...we are too young and beautiful” he reminds him making the rest of you giggle “Two” he turns to you and Fred “This is so great” he beams “You need anything we are here, food in the middle of the night, painting the room, building stuff, clothes we still have all your old stuff” he assures you making yours and Fred’s hearts soar “And finally three…” he turns back to Sirius “…fullest dilf potential, really love?” he starts laughing

“It’s a sirius issue” Sirius tries to say with a straight face before cracking, he then turns to you “Congrats pup really, I’m a bit shocked but I am happy…although be ready for your da to buy another bike or something, midlife crisis and all that” you smile and giggle while he turns to Fred “You work fast, take my statement earlier to heart did ya?” he teases your husband making him go a bit red

“What is a dilf?” Molly asks completely innocent

“Oh merlin…” Fred presses his hand to his face before pointing at your godbrother “Harry don’t you dare answer that question”

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lavender-romancer · 1 year

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Poison

Part Two Draco Malfoy x Hufflepuff Reader Cho Chang x Hufflepuff Reader (unrequited) CW: angst, drug use, blood

You and Draco had been together for around a year but as you both approached 7th year you could no longer see him the same way as before

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As you walked towards the seventh floor you couldn't help but let your mind wander. What was Draco hiding? It frustrated you even more that it was likely he didn't think it was wrong to hide something from you. A place to think, away from everyone was what you needed. The room had shown itself to you a number of times when you were struggling so you couldn't think of a reason it wouldn't work now- you needed this room more than ever. The deep contemplation you were experiencing about the future of your relationship was giving you a headache and you did not want it.

As you entered the room you were quiet but you could hear something, it sounded like muffled crying but you hadn't expected anyone else to be using this room. Unless… no. He couldn't be here, for Merlin's sake.

"Draco?" You called out softly and you heard the screech of chair legs on the floor and footsteps coming towards you.

"Oh, Y/n," Draco said sadly.

"You could have sounded a bit happier to see me?" You sighed and he hung his head.

"There's just a lot on my mind right now so I'm not really thinking." There was a gap between the two of you that at present, neither of you were ready to bridge.

"Why did you come here?" You asked.

"It always made me feel so safe before, when I was with you. Very peaceful," Draco lied and you nodded.

"Me too," you paused. "Well, we can still coexist quietly without ripping each other's heads off." You decided with a slight smile before walking past Draco going further into the room.

Finding a tarp covered sofa you pulled it off, coughing at the amount of dust that came off. It was comfy enough and you could sit with Draco without feeling the need to be close or at the same time far away.

"Why are you being kind to me?" Draco asked as he timidly approached you.

"Because we're both human, we deserve peace as much as each other." You took your robe off and put it over your trouser covered legs before crossing them on the sofa.

"You're such a softie," Draco teased as he sat at the other end of the sofa.

"Yeah well you're a sarcastic twat." You shot back with an arched eyebrow.

"The Hufflepuff is swearing now?" He feigned surprise and you hit his arm.

"You're acting like you didn't teach me half the swear words I know." You shot back and he smiled.

"You've got me there, can't argue with that but, it seems I did a good job." He shrugged and you shook your head with a smile.

"What's going on, Draco?" You asked after a few moments of silence.

"What do you mean?" He asked and you sighed.

"Don't worry, I don't know why I asked. It's none of my business now." You pushed your hair behind your ears

"There's things I can't tell you. Even though I want to. It would put you in a position you don't want to be in," he looked gravely seriously but you just rolled your eyes.

"For god sake Malfoy, why are you going all dark and mysterious now? After all the years of honesty you decide now is the right time?" You laughed.

"I'm serious, y/n," Draco took a hold of your hand. "I'm terrified. I can't involve you in this."

"What are you talking about? How would telling me something involve me in it? I have no intention of meddling with your precious secrets but you clearly need to tell someone." You pulled your hand away from his and leant back on the sofa.

"I know…I do. I want to tell you but you'll hate me," Draco hung his head.

"Hmm, maybe I don't want to know," you paused. "Can you show me, instead?" Draco laughed and put his head in his hands.

"Funny you should say that." He looked at you through his fingers and you raised an eyebrow before realising what he meant.

"What the fuck?" You said quietly, in genuine disbelief "You don't mean-"

"Yep, it's that bad," Draco groaned.

"What the fucking shit fuck!" You exclaimed with your eyes wide in shock.

"I became of age to be some use," he paused. "But you now see why I couldn't tell you."

"Why would you do this? I know your family are fucking psychotic but Christ, Malfoy. This is irreversible." You began biting on your fingernails.

"It's why I've been so depressed and so distant because I didn't want to involve you but it seems-"

"Don't you try and turn this into me trying to weasel it out of you! I thought it would be something normal, some stupid teenage angst. But this is just…" you trailed off and put your head in your hands "Show me."

"I don't think you want-"

"I need to see it, to know it's true." You sounded like you were begging but, when he pushed up his sleeve you wished you could cut his arm off.

"I'm not proud of it." He said quietly.

"This is so much worse than I ever could have foreseen," you took a hold of his arm and went to touch it but he stopped you.

"Don't. Please," Draco looked you in the eyes.

"Its so dark, Draco. Is he really that strong?" You asked timidly and Draco nodded. "Oh fuck me, how am I going to get you out of this one."

"Do you hate me?" He asked.

"That's a stupid question, don't put me on the spot because you're in the fucking hotseat now." You let go of his arm and stood up, pacing around, not knowing how to react.

"What do you want to know?" He asked, surprisingly calm.

"When?"

"A month before term started," he looked up at you.

"Where?"

"Borgin and Burkes in Knockturn Alley." Draco looked even more guilty.

"The antiques place!" You exclaimed "Okay, okay, with whom?"

"My mother, Greyback and…" he trailed off.

"And who?"

"Bellatrix Lestrange," he said slowly with an awkward look on his face and you just about exploded.

"You were in a room with her and just went about your business! Draco, for fuck sake I mean jesus!" You hadn't noticed Draco smiling looking at you "Is something funny about this situation?"

"Not at all, but your pacing is so cute," he smirked and you groaned.

"Bellatrix Le-fucking-strange," you said under your breath.

"I mean she is my aunt. Bit of a family reunion of sorts." He had to hold in a laugh at your furious expression.

"This is bad Draco, very very bad…what are you going to do?" You asked.

"I haven't got a choice other than to do as I'm told," he suddenly straightened up and you rolled your eyes.

"Like the dutiful Malfoy you are, I get it. This is ridiculous, they've employed someone who's basically a child. You-you aren't responsible enough to get dressed in the morning let alone this." You sat down with a huff next to him.

"It's funny really, isn't it." He said without a hint of humour, you could only link your arm in his and lean on his shoulder.

"I'm so sorry, Draco." You whispered and he lay his head on top of yours.

You left after that, not sure what to do with the information you now had. You knew the responsible thing to do was to tell someone, anyone. But…he trusted you and that meant a lot to you as well. You couldn't help but be compassionate for the stress he was dealing with even if your relationship was on the rocks he deserved a friend.

"So what happened?" Cho asked as you smoked a joint in the astronomy tower after hours.

"We just talked for a bit, we both used to like the room to de-stress so I suppose we both felt comfortable," you closed your eyes and leant against the stone wall. "I just don't know how to deal with it all."

"You deal with it by moving on, not allowing yourself to be consumed by someone who doesn't care about you." She passed the joint over and you took a few tokes before replying.

"I know, but isn't it more healthy to allow me to understand my feelings? Not rebound or make a stupid decision." You asked.

"I'm not sure, honestly. There's a party coming up, you could see how you feel when you're there? Especially with a few drinks in your system you never know what will happen." Cho blushed but you didn't notice.

"I mean I usually get very horny after a joint so, if I smoke beforehand maybe I'll be in the mood for a rebound," you laughed and shook your head. "I don't even know who I find cute anymore. I've been so focussed on Draco I haven't thought about anyone else. I mean I used to have a thing for Granger but I'm not sure anymore."

"You think Hermione swings that way?" Cho asked with a smirk and you shook your head.

"I mean absolutely not but that doesn't mean she's not one of those straight girls who kisses women. Especially if I'm getting most of the enjoyment that might be more socially ethical." You narrowed your eyes.

"I'm sure the queer Gods will forgive you for doing what thousands of us have done before," Cho joked and you smiled.

"Well, at least I always know that having a joint and you will make me laugh." You nudged Cho's shoe with yours and she smiled. Then the two of you heard the door opening at the foot of the tower and looked at eachother with fear in your eyes.

You quickly used the aguamenti charm on yourselves to wash out your eyes and hopefully stop your pupils from being so large. Your only other option was the scourgify charm to clean anywhere the smoke would have got to get rid of the smell before apparating back to your dorms.

You laughed to yourself because it was the third time this had happened, you used evanesco on the rest of the joint and then sighed before falling back on your bed.

When you woke up you were already late, smoking always made you turn nocturnal the next day. Hurriedly you got out of bed and tripped over your own shoes, totally unaware of your own surroundings you turned onto your back and groaned. You changed into some black trousers, a gray jumper and your robes before heading down to breakfast. It was common for you to sit outside of your house for meals where it wasn't required and as you searched for Draco, your eyes landed on the Golden trio instead.

"How are you three?" You asked with a smile.

"I'd be better if we didn't have potions later, Slughorn goes on like no other," Hermione laughed and you nodded.

"I can't imagine, sometimes it makes me happy that I do herbology. At least Professor Sprout attempts humour." You looked at Harry and he could barely look your way, Hermione kicked him under the table.

"Yeah, I remember her being alright," Harry offered as a reply and you rolled your eyes.

"You're not still angry at me are you?" You asked.

"For what? I can't imagine there's anything you've done.". Harry said sarcastically as he suddenly looked up at you.

"Oh come on Harry, let it go." Ron tried to reason.

"You know what you've done and you know how I feel about it all," Harry returned and you shook your head.

"Well, apparently you'll be happy to hear that it's probably all ended now, so thank you very much." You rubbed your temples and Harry scoffed.

"At this point you deserve each other." Harry looked up and his expression changed to anger, you looked in his eyeline and it was Draco looking absolutely terrified. He caught your eyeline and seemed to be begging for you to come with him but Harry got up first.

"Harry, leave it!" You called after him as he stood up and walked after Draco "I'm sorry, I have to go." You said to Ron and Hermione before running after the two.

You could hear water running in the boys bathroom, coupled with bangs and the sounds of spells.

"Draco?" You called standing outside.

"Get out of here, Y/n!" Draco pleaded before using bombarda.

You cautiously walked into the bathroom, wand raised as what sounded like a one on one battle ensued. Walking into one of the stalls you listened for Draco's voice until it was right outside. You opened the door intending to pull him inside but you slipped and fell in front of him just as Harry unleashed a spell you had never heard before and your body suddenly felt like it was dying.

Draco could only watch in horror as the blood seeped out of your body from a spell he had never heard of.

"I never meant to-" Harry started to say.

"Oh but you meant to use it on me!" Draco yelled back "Where the fuck did you learn something like that?"

As Snape came into the room your eyes began to close and all you could see was Draco, crying and trying to shake you to stay awake.

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exhaustedcatte · 1 year

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Teddy Remus Lupin

“Ted! D’you mind helping me clear out the attic?” Andromeda Tonks yelled from the kitchen.

The taffy-haired boy slung his arm across her shoulders as he veered his grandmother towards the stairs. “Yeah, ‘course I’ll help, but what’s the occasion?”

“We haven’t enough rooms for guests.”

Teddy shrugged.

They made their way into the attic, a spacious cavern with cardboard boxes piled high along the perimeter.

Andromeda handed Teddy a cloth and a duster to arm himself with, and then set to work.

The pair removed the boxes and Teddy found numerous playthings and toys, all from his childhood.

“We can sterilise them and give them to Hermione. She is expecting, isn’t she.”

“Oh Ted,” Andromeda clapped her hands together, “that’s a lovely idea.”

Andromeda levitated the boxes downstairs, to pass on to the kids and what was unusable was to be donated.

They worked in tandem, occasionally pausing to rifle through obscure Black Family possessions and some of his grandfather’s muggle keepsakes. Teddy pocketed an interesting looking device – a Walkman, it said. He didn’t want it to end up in the Weasley bin and have Arthur fiddle with it.

The doorbell rang when they were halfway through. Teddy unloaded the last of his toys into a plastic bin, and jumped over miscellaneous trash to open the door.

“Hiya Ted!” Harry grinned.

And at the same time, Draco smiled, “Hello, Edward.”

“Hey guys!” He huffed a laugh, “How come you’re both here?”

“Surprise,” Harry ruffled his hair.

His uncle shook his head in disagreement, “Your knuckle-headed godfather must’ve forgotten that today was my turn to have you.”

“Did not!” Harry pressed an offended hand to his chest.

Draco rolled his eyes at Teddy and behind him Harry mouthed ‘kinda did’.

“Teddy! Who is it?”

“It’s just Draco and Harry, grandma,” Teddy yelled back.

“Where’s your grandmother?” Draco asked him, politely sidestepping the mess that had been levitated into the drawing room.

“We’re cleaning the attic, she didn’t want anyone sleeping on the couch, so.”

“We’ll help, let’s get your grandma out of that allergy box,” Harry clapped Teddy’s back.

“I’m allergic to dust,” Draco sniffed delicately.

Harry raised a brow, blinking in disbelief, “Could’ve fooled me when you followed me to the most cruddy places, Malfoy.”

“Aunt Andromeda! Let’s get that finished for you,” Draco marched ahead, neck growing pink below his mullet.

The three boys sent Andromeda down to bake her infamous biscuits, while they tidied the place.

“So, which one of us are you banishing to up here?” Draco asked, lifting his hands to levitate boxes downstairs.

“Can’t you just use your wand, you showoff?” Harry jested.

“I don’t have my wand on me Potter, and it’s not like you don’t know how to forgo using your wand.”

Teddy ignored the banter. “I’m actually thinking I’d like this place for myself.”

Harry pivoted on his foot, “That would be wicked.”

Draco lifted another box and was magicking that downstairs when he bumped into Harry and the things in the box came pouring out.

“I swear to fucking Merlin, Potter,” Draco began, as Harry moved away – hands raised in surrender, but Teddy accidentally interrupted him.

“What the hell is that?”

“Language,” Draco murmured absently, kneeling down as well.

There was a huge album, embossed RJ. Lupin, crammed to the brim with pictures.

“Wow,” Harry breathed, touching the cover reverently.

“That’s not…” Teddy looked up for confirmation. “That’s my dad’s.”

Draco hesitantly opened the book.

Inside were pictures Teddy had never seen before.

There were photographs of four young boys, round faced and bright eyed. Pictures of them wearing matching scarves, all of them bundled in one huge sweater, them sporting matching butterbeer ‘staches. Four boys doing absolutely everything together.

The tawny haired kid, despite the thin silvery scars on his knuckles, had the biggest smile on his face. He stared hard at it, trying to burn it into memory, swallowing the growing ball of heat in his throat.

“Dad,” Harry smiled sadly, tracing a photo of James Potter tackling Remus in a hug. “I used to hear that I looked exactly like him for all my life. I don’t anymore.”

The implication was obvious. Harry was now older than James had gotten to be.

“You still look very similar. He was a handsome man, your dad,” Draco rubbed Harry’s back consolingly.

“Calling me handsome, Malfoy?”

“Take it as you will.”

The next few snapshots were of Remus, Sirius and James. Heads bent over a huge piece of parchment, fitted smartly in dress robes, pie-faced on halloween, wearing Santa hats.

Then came another year.

Remus was visibly the tallest of the quartet. He had shot up severely, his face was more rugged, almost roguishly handsome. A shadow of stubble on his face, hardened jaw, a strong nose. He had shed the last shreds of childish innocence, to give way to a handsome young lad. But even still, his big amber eyes, even through pictures, were so kind. Love omnipresent in them.

Remus was shot studying, or gallivanting with his troop in all the photos. He was stooped over a wrinkly hand (Teddy wondered if it was Hope Lupin) painting the nails a pale pink. Remus was in the library, the kitchens, the astronomy tower, all after bed-time. Teddy felt relief bubble up in him, his father had had fun in his time at Hogwarts, no matter the circumstances.

Draco turned the page.

There were a lot of pictures of whom Harry identified as Sirius Black. The man had had an incredibly handsome youth. Beautiful grey eyes, long shiny hair, cuttingly high cheekbones. His complexion pallid, a shock against the ink black of his hair. His heart shaped face drew stop at a pointy chin.

Where Remus looked hardened, Sirius appeared delicate. The Black genes were strong, he recognised a lot of Andromeda in his grand-uncle.

“He was quite the looker,” Draco acknowledged.

Teddy noticed through the corner of his eye how Harry kept looking at Sirius and back at Draco. He also seemed to find the Black genes in a relative, just like Teddy had.

There was a picture of Sirius laughing at something a girl beside him was saying. The red-head had appeared in many photos as the boys grew.

“My mum,” informed Harry.

Sirius was captured sticking his tongue out at Peter, tackling James, hugging a few other friends. All candid. Teddy assumed it was his father taking these pictures.

More artistic shots of the Black family heir were also pasted in the album – Sirius teetering on the edge of a balcony, downing a glass of wine, holding his wand up in lumos, standing against a bike in a parking lot dressed in leather.

“That’s a whole lot of Sirius,” Teddy noted quietly.

And then they flipped another page. Remus – expertly blowing a smoke-ring.

A shocked laugh escaped Teddy, “Is he holding a cigarette?!”

“Your father and his friends were quite the troublemakers, don’t be fooled by all the pictures of them studying,” Harry laughed fondly.

Draco agreed, smiling, “He retained that streak for mischief. It’s what helped him cope, I suppose.”

There was a whole spread of shaken photographs, giving away that the person behind the camera was either inexperienced or a pureblood, possibly both. All the photos were of his father. Reading, drinking tea, rolling weed, dancing too.

“My father was so cool,” he realised.

“We’d have made good friends,” Draco mused. “Maybe in another life.”

“If your head were less inflated, maybe.”

“Shut up, Potter.”

Then there were photos of just Sirius and Remus together.

There was not a hair’s gap between them in that timeframe. Them in a music shop, pointing at a stack of records. Remus reading to Sirius. Remus, Peter and Lily Potter holding up a banner for their two quidditch boys. Sirius playing with Remus’ hair. Remus applying kohl on Sirius’ eyes. The two of them laying beside each other under the shade of a tree. Them laughing, smiling, even crying.

Them kissing.

“What.”

It was a very clear photo. Remus was kissing his best friend. They were stood in the middle of an empty apartment, cardboard boxes stacked high behind them.

“What the hell?” Teddy asked weakly, head spinning at this knowledge.

“Er…” Harry turned to Draco, who also seemed at a loss of words.

And then there were more. Teddy could see in their eyes the amount of love they had for each other. Absolute adoration.

“Oh my god,” Teddy gasped at the scandalous photo. Even Harry’s eyes bugged out.

The two men were clearly not dressed below their bed linens. Sirius had draped himself over Remus’ tan chest. Both of them sound asleep.

“Well, what can I say. Seems like they had fun and I respect that,” Draco shrugged, trying to appear unfazed, but there was a distinct flush on his skin.

The photos ended abruptly after a series of shots of the Potter family and themselves. That’s when the war took a toll on them.

They closed the album silently. The quietness extended till Teddy cleared his throat.

“So… my dad and Sirius had a thing?” He asked, trying to be casual.

“I didn’t know,” Harry said honestly. “But seems so, huh.”

“Mum did mention once that Sirius was a disgusting faggot. Now look, I am too,” Draco laughed.

“It’s not disgusting,” Teddy assured hastily. He had to say it aloud, he owed it to his father, his uncle.

Harry agreed vehemently. “It doesn’t matter!”

Draco smiled at them, “I know, but thanks Ted, Potter.”

Teddy moved the album into his own plastic bin, to keep it safe.

The trio turned their attention to the rest of the things spilled on the hardwood floor.

Teddy sifted through the heap.

There were envelopes with letters; unsent, he guessed. Thick stacks of postcards, all addressed to some town in Wales. There were other things, but he wouldn’t ever know the reason his father had kept them. Quidditch jerseys with POTTER and BLACK printed on the backs, broken rectangle glasses, some sort of muggle board game. Banners with Gryffindor painted onto it. Records of ABBA, Queen, David Bowie, Frank Sinatra – the covers of which had a small Love, Lily scrawled on them. Parchments of recipes, all signed in the end with Cheers, Pete.

“Oh Remus,” Harry sighed.

Teddy blinked back his tears.

This entire house held the life of his mother, and he loved that a lot. To be able to learn of her in her own childhood home. Teddy had inherited his mother’s ability to shape-shift. He was also a Hufflepuff like his mum.

He didn’t know what of him was Remus.

But McGonagall promised him that she saw a lot of Remus’ personality in him; in his driven attitude, snark, in his pranks and his extreme love for chocolates and tea and sweets. She always smiled at him with pride and a tinge of reminiscence.

Teddy’d had nothing materialistic of his father, whose life even Andromeda knew only from the two years shared in Hogwarts. And he was suddenly gifted with more of his father’s post mortem possessions than he knew what to do with, but he’d keep them safely, he’d protect all of what was left of Remus.

Teddy ran his fingers along the edge of a photo frame. The picture inside was unlike those in the album, it was definitely a magicked one. Sirius was kissing the corner of Remus’ mouth, whose lips were stretched into a wide smile. The photo cut off right when the boys began to crack up.

“He was happy. He was in pain every month, but still so happy.”

“Ted,” Harry raised his head up. “Your dad loved you to pieces. He went through a lot, but he found people to love, and you were one of them.”

Draco affirmed this with a silent nod.

Teddy knew that, of course. In his room, in glass frames were pictures of him as a child, being held by his parents. Remus was obviously ecstatic, staring lovingly at the little cherub in his arms. Teddy didn’t doubt for a second that his father loved him. It was visible. Just as it was in his pictures with Sirius.

Teddy gathered all of the things and carefully placed them in his box, to keep in his room and to go through them leisurely.

They cleaned the attic in record time, when the smell of Andromeda’s baking wafted up and tickled their noses.

She distributed teacups and placed a platter of cookies on the teapoy.

“Grandma,” Teddy began hesitantly after they settled on the sofa.

“Yes?”

“Tell me about my dad and Sirius? Please?”

She froze midway pouring Harry a cuppa. “How did you–?”

“Remus had an album,” Draco explained softly, apologetic. “Evidence is plentiful.”

She laughed a little to herself, “Oh, of course. He had a habit of preserving all kinds of bits and bobs, your dad.”

Teddy sat up curiously. “Why?”

“I think he believed that if he didn’t have a memory of it, it didn’t exist. Things were always ripped away from him…”

It became solemn.

“So, did Sirius introduce you to Remus ever?” Draco sipped his tea.

Andromeda got a faraway look in her eyes, “It was the first time Remus had entered this house. Hand in hand with my cousin, who had been cut off and disowned then. He was the only one I trusted with Sirius’ heart. My cousin had grown up without love, but Remus was so patient and loving. And I��m certain Sirius was also the same.”

“Dad loved him, didn’t he?”

His grandmother smiled, wistful at the edges. “The two of them were the closest I will believe of soulmates. Opposites in many things but united in their values, experiences and such. He loved my Dora a lot, truly, but him and Sirius were like a house on fire.

“Even to an onlooker, they made an interesting pair. Where James and Sirius were the obvious duo, Remus and Sirius had a different dynamic built on very similar behaviours. Both stubborn, loyal to a fault, smart; even the childhood they experienced was riddled with guilt, shame, trauma. And where you could tell how much of a brother James was to Sirius, Remus meant to him very differently, and it showed.”

Harry had polished off his tea. “They deserved a happier ending…”

“Life owed them at least that,” Andromeda agreed sadly.

“Maybe they will meet again. The cycle of intertwined lives never end when two people are in love,” Draco leaned against Harry’s shoulder, unaware.

Teddy prayed silently that wherever his father was, he had gotten to meet his friends again. He hoped Sirius and Remus would get another chance at experiencing life together.

The dog star shone bright, in the night sky, beside the moon.

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