Wolfstar in au
Part 1 - Where the fuck I'm?
Sirius pov:
"Where are we going going, Monty?" A small boy recently escaped from his traumatizing family asked his best friend's father out of curiosity.
What the hell are we doing in the ministry? Well it isn't like that he hate wondering how large is the ministry is. He had read in his books his cousin Andy had gave him. He know that there are 10 levels here. And all 10 of them have different chambers and all which he didn't mind to read.
They were in the lift as they were going to 2nd level. Felamont turned looking at an adorable kid who raised with the worst parents any one can ever have with kindness and fatherly love which the young boy required. "We are going to report your summer with your parents to auror office, kiddo" he said.
"Okkay" Sirius said covering his vanurable emotions which he felt whenever he try to remember his last summer.
"You all right, Sirius?" Monty asked with genuine concern on his face but not pity, which made Sirius smile a little which might not reached his blue eyes.
"Yeah. Monty" he said, surprisingly louder and cheerfully than he intended.
"Ughh... I want to ask you something. Please try to understand it. Okkay?" Filament asked as he went out off lift following Sirius behind him. Not meeting his eyes as he knelt on front of him in the side.
"Okkay I guess" he was concern cause Monty knelt only when he really want something important to talk about.
"Well me and Effie want to adopt you as you know... your family and all are not good for you. And Effie and also me can't stand their ruthless behaviour towards you" he stated choosing some proper words to describe what he actually want.
None of them (Potters) can ever see their small kid in that condition ever again. They can do anything to save him from-
"Really?" Sirius asked out of excitement?, amusement?, relief?, or keeping him away from his house which was never gone to him? Felamont can't get it.
"Really. If you want to, of course" he said looking directly at his blue eyes "Please Sirius, we can't see you in that state ever again. You are as preicious as James is to us. You are also our kid. And we really want to adopt you. Not out of pittying but you know we have actual care for you"
Sirius can't understand how to feel about this . He really want to get adopted by James's parents. But-
He hug him. Tightly. Can't believe on his fortune. "I also want to be your son, legally" he said but his voice ruffled in his to be soon father's shirt as he was still hugging him.
They continued the walk towards aurors department as Monty filed about Sirius condition and he listened everything silently, replying questions they were asking while felamont continued.
"Well Felamont stay here as I want to talk about it little more so we can perform further things" he said to Monty, diverting his hazel eyes to Sirius he said " you can take a round of here if you want to only on this level"
Sirius nodded getting up from where he sat and walked out off the office and start wondering around the hall.
By the book Andy had given him, he start to wonder that where Brain Room might be and also Room of doors and other.
He get on the lift with some old wizards who were talking about someone stole one of the timeturner from ninth level.
At 7th level this old age wizards get off of the lift and Sirius continued his journey to 9th level. He entered in one door randomly and start to walk ahead. It was dark there and only blue light were coming from somewhere. He continued walking there and noticed that he was in the Room Of Doors. "Where the fuck I'm?" He muttered to himself. He noticed those black doors which lead to different departments of the ministry.
He continued walking ahead and opened another door. There were many selves something looking like machines on them. He wonder a round before picking one machine and noticing it properly.
The urge to press the button of it was more than going back to 2nd level and find Monty. Someone is coming, he can hear the footsteps of it as he try to put it back but unfortunately pressed the button of the machine and his head started to spin. It was hurting like his first flu-travel. He closed his eyes and was standing just there. Nothing happened? Really is he just there? His hand still holding that machine as he tried to figure out what the fuck just happend? Oh Merlin! What the fuck was that machine? Was it- no it can't be. No yes there's a room of it but he can't be on that room. He can't be in the Time Room. He can't just used..... TimeTurner.
Note : This is my first fanfic. I hope you'll like it please vote if you like it and there will be others part and I'll post as soon as I can l. There will be plot twist and a lot of things. Sirius black is in the Harry's era as a 5th year student!!
Part 2 is out... Idk how to link parts so.... Please manage this...
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Just finished reading The Marauders, Mapped by @timeturnerth. And it is so good, OMG!
It is following Remus' school years, until now there is years 1 to 3 on AO3
The writing is very light and fluid. Each year has one mystery and action (similar to hp), all related to magical creatures and the inequalities on the wizard society, perfect to a Remus saga.
Also, the story has flawed characters who are always learning, and their ages are very believable, this makes their development even better.
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My Imaginary Timeturner Ritual
Imaginary Creations intro
Imaginary Creations series link
Timeturner series link
Two index fingers pointed out and created a backward spinning motion, as if to wheel back Time and chant:
"Father Time, Father Time, please be kind.
Father Time, Father Time, there's a wish to love.
Father Time, Father Time, speak to Jove.
Father Time, Father Time, please rewind."
The grandfather clock in Father Time's, or Janus's, study chimed seven times.
Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding.
A cloud of smoke appears in front of the clock, showing a vision of a girl calling unto Him with a request.
Janus clamped his hands together with elbows on the table and laid his chin on top of them, pondering upon the request.
Why should he turn the Time back for her? There were plenty of people with regrets. A man who was forced into an instant decision while negotiating with kidnappers that led to putting the gunman on the wrong mood and got his daughter shot. The woman who took a second too long to take action and shove her child away from the bus that would take the kid's life. These were accidents, that turn their life around in an instant and plunging people into an everlasting grief, a tragic life that could not be turned around.
The girl who made the request decided to self-destruct her Life over and over again. It was that continuous poor decision that put her where she is. She deserves the Hell she is living in.
He was about to wave his hand, in order to dissipate the cloud away, when a thunder crashed outside his window and the lights flicked off for a second. There was suddenly an envelope that appeared on the study table.
"From Jove," were the cursive words scrawled across.
Dear friend Janus, help me grant this wish. I gave life to this child ages ago. She is my creation, a child of Jove. I put her on this Earth when the Moirai, the ones you know as the Fates, warned me of the destruction of the human world we created. Constantly overshadowed and overlooked by her brother Ares, Bellona is plotting an intricate grand war that destroys all human life. This will not only be a war between humans but Bellona will make it a war between the Gods. With the Gods busy fighting, I cannot guarantee the safety of the human world.
I've insulted you and called you a friend in the beginning. You are not. You hold a power that could overrule me --- the power of Time. So I'll share with you a valuable information I found about the humans.
Human life is fickle and for so long it has been the Gods playground for our own hedonistic pleasure. But at one point, I've been studying them and there is something they have yet to teach us. We cannot let it be destroyed yet.
People told the myth wrong. I ordered Pandora to keep Hope in the box. Pandora locked it tight. What intrigued me was, despite this, over time, the humans have found a way to forge the fire of Hope. I checked the box and the Hope I created still lay in the box, never escaping. The humans created this with their hands or heart, I'm not sure which. I still have yet to understand how.
This child was my experiment, in attempt to understand. I need you to give her one more chance to try again. She is almost there. I birthed her with her mind swimming in the depths of the darkest situation and her heart chaotic and confusing, to see clearly where does this fire begin to grow. She failed this time, I know. But there is a spark I can't quite trace yet, but is there flicking.
I believe there is something of more than a mere mystery here, a power hidden from us Gods. Humans are not Gods. They are fickle. But with what power they forge the fire of Hope? Is there a chance they could overrule us one day? Is Hope something they can grow into something bigger?
Once I understand it, I intend to take it from them. You will have your share. No Gods know of this. Ares is too reckless. Athena do not have it in her to be so cruel to humanity. The others do not fit as well.
If Bellona destroy this world we created for them, it would take ages for mankind to progress and understand all over the creation of Hope. It would be like the Library of Alexandria again. The destruction of the current world will be destruction of information that helps us understand progress.
Bellona wish to strike in seven days. There won't be enough time for the girl and us to figure it out. You have seven days.
leave a little kindness
To the people who needs it:
That flick of hope you carry everyday is coveted among the Gods, use it to right the wrong. You don't have to understand anything. Get up and do something with hope in your heart. That is it.
The Girl's Backstory
All I wish is to turn back the time and restart this Life as it is. This time, in the face of pain and tragedy, I push through and hang on to this hint of love in the air, not the romantic one, and see through the end. I live this Life again with a heart courageously open yet kind and giving to the messy world. I am curious rather than hopeless. There is a Life and all I care is about creating. I do not care if I die a careless fool as long as I don't lose sight of what's important in this Life.
The love I'm talking about, not the romantic one, is an exchange of kindness between each other. It is human connecting with each other. The love that I'm talking about is the magic of the giving selfless heart.
Why do I wish for a timeturner? Because at one point, I just let myself waste away when I see a chance for redemption clearly. Why? Because there was a cost of losing something. My regret is giving up because Life is worth living for.
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For the ask game, I've seen you post about Persona, so how about Arisato Minato? Or Yuuki Makoto I guess, if you prefer his canon name?
Thank you so much for the ask!
who? | only know their name | loathe | ugh | overrated | indifferent | dead | alive | secret third thing? | just okay | cute | badass | my baby | hot | want to marry | favorite
Persona 3 FES was my very first SMT game and Minato will always hold a special place in my heart! The first fanfic I ever wrote was actually a Minato/Kazuya Minegishi crossover fic LOL
I find his design super appealing and I once cosplayed a rule 63 version of Minato before P3P introduced Minako, so I own a replica of his headphones. I love him very much!
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