Day 81
Auror Partners Malfoy and Granger.
I cannot begin to explain how much Ivy is truly a blessing to this fandom.
Day 81
Auror Partners Malfoy and Granger.
I cannot begin to explain how much Ivy is truly a blessing to this fandom.
Soothing Scorp with magic lights while they side-eye together is power couple parenting
"smile for the camera"
Character Sketches | Sirius and Regulus
A House in the Country by BoredRavenvlaw620: “That’s it, just no. I’ve done my duty to the Wizarding world. I gave up my childhood, I gave up my dreams, and for what… a tiny cubicle in which I put the Ministry stamp on endless permits. No more. I quit. Effective immediately. I think you’ll find I have ample vacation saved up. I’ll owl human resources on where they can send my check.”She spent her childhood fighting a war she didn’t start. Now life is passing her by. What will she find when she makes choices not based off expectation? T, 12 Chapters, 25,871 Words
A Week to Atone (a Hogwarts-era series) by real_jane: Hermione gives Draco a week to atone for all the hurt he caused her for the last seven years. Atonement only scratches the surface of what he does for her. 7 Works, 28,040 Words
A Well-Behaved Woman by femme_ecrivain: Astoria Greengrass can’t remember a time when she didn’t know she would one day be a Malfoy. Her entire life has been focused on one thing only: becoming the perfect wife to the scion of Wizarding society’s most prominent Pureblood family. Not even a war can get in the way of that goal—but her fiancé’s feelings for Hermione Granger just might. On the evening of her engagement ball Astoria’s world is rocked to its foundations and she finds herself facing some difficult decisions. But if there’s one thing she’s learned from Hermione (and Draco) it’s that well-behaved women rarely make history. And sometimes the drastic choice is the only one to make. T, 3 Chapters, 12,229 Words
A Woman of Independent Means by PacificRimbaud: In London, 1851, Draco Malfoy, Earl of Wiltshire, has been tasked with gifting the British Museum with a bequest from his grandfather’s estate. Simple enough, but for the mysterious contents of the gift, and the museum staff assigned to receive it. M, 1 Chapter, 5,023 Words
Adrift by In_Dreams: Life is closing in on all sides and Draco Malfoy is drowning in expectations. Something has to give. A chance encounter with Hermione Granger infuses his life with something new―but she doesn’t even remember her own name. E, 45 Chapters, 177,855 Words
An Apparition Condition by ChaosAndCrumpets: Every time Hermione Granger is in close proximity to Draco Malfoy, she is seized by a sudden urge to flee his presence. What on earth could be the reason for that? E, 4 Chapters, 9,538 Words
Anchors In A Storm by inadaze22: Draco’s current mistake—well, it wasn’t simply one, but three—was a chain of seemingly unconnected events that, when spliced together just so, made one hell of a shit storm. E, 9 Chapters, 30,442 Words
Atlantis x Dramione AU! Hermione as a hot geeky adventurer/scholar, and Draco as the shiny thing LOL I have a few fairytale crossovers up my sleeve! 😉
This is so pretty. I love the mix of angular and swirling shapes and designs, the lighting, the colours and textures. I adore the idea--is there a fic that goes with this??? (My head is already imagining one if not, hahaha)
Magical long-awaited moment from fanfiction ✨😍
I would like to know if you have already written any Sakura x Harry Potter Crossover...? if you haven't written this yet, do you plan on writing it one day? (sorry for my poor english T_T)
Hi Anon,
Your English is great! I wrote a Sasuke x Hermione one-shot a few years ago, but I don’t remember writing any Sakura x HP... is it Sakura x Harry you are looking for specifically? Or Sakura x a different HP character? :) I can check my G-drive in case I forgot about any others. (I have been around for a while, I forget sometimes.) :)
Commissioned by @unlikelytravelerwhispers for @willhavetheirtrinkets
Thank you so much, Ashley! 🖤
one of my WIP MadaSaku x Harry Potter au
there’s two ways this can go:
1 - most slytherins are already quite adept at dancing because they’ve attended their parents’ parties, and/or since they’re traditionalists they would have had training, so all snape really has to do is let them practice on their own while he catches up on his reading while randomly calling out “your footwork, Zabini, for merlin’s sake, i can hear you dragging your right heel from here”
or 2 - he teaches them outright because there is no fucking way minerva is going to one-up him again when it comes to their students’ dancing and he would rather expose to the slytherins just how ridiculously good he is at these dances than have to face minerva’s smirk at the yule ball if potter manages to best malfoy at doing a bloody waltz
This is completely in character omg
Plot twist: after a few hours of Slytherin-annoying, Fred encounters a Slytherin who plays trumpet and they are like. SO offended, not at the noise but at the poor technique and they are all “Give me that and listen: HERE is how you hold it, THIS is how you blow it, here is this note, that note, another note, now try and make a reasonable sound.”
To make a long story short, Fred learns to play the trumpet.
So does George, because he snags the trumpet and pretends to be Fred one day and gets the same lesson. Trumpet!Slytherin can always tell them apart by their different skill levels: Fred gets exceedingly good at the trumpet, while George masters the basics but then thoughtfully asks Trumpet!Slytherin if they know anybody who plays the bassoon.
By the time they graduate, the Hogwarts Interhouse Nuisance Orchestra consists of three trumpets, one bassoon, four tubas, an electric guitar someone’s charmed to work in Hogwarts, eleven drums of varying sorts, and a set of bagpipes (Professor McGonagall).
No talent is required, only enthusiasm and friendliness.
Next year they’re down two trumpets and a tuba, but a newcomer from a muggle household introduces the concept of contrabass and hyperbass instruments, Harry Potter happily throws a large sum of his inherited money at providing odd instruments in amusing quantities, and such events as the Monthly Nuisance Parades and various holiday concerts are conducted with several instruments that have to be levitated along, including a harpsichord and a concert grand piano.
When Voldemort tries to invade Hogwarts, he’s struck with a near-literal hammer of cacophanous sound that drives him right back out the doors screeching in pain. The final battle goes a bit differently, and every year afterwards there’s a reenactment on that day in which a cartoonish effigy of Voldemort is escorted out of Hogwarts by the Hogwarts Interhouse Nuisance Orchestra, pelted with garbage, and set on fire.
By the time Harry’s kids get to Hogwarts, the musical concept has spread and there are several chamber ensembles, jazz bands, filk circles, a proper orchestra, a band that plays at quidditch matches, and several clubs based around specific instruments or musical styles.
Snape still hates trumpets.
Headcanon: When Harry gets his first place after Hogwarts that actually has more than one floor, he comes home after getting a load of boxes to find Hermione using a sledgehammer on the drywall beneath the stairs. And Ron’s like, “Look, mate, I borrowed this stuff from my dad, I’ve got a DRILL and a - what’s it called again, Hermione?” “A stud finder.” “Right, one of those, and we’re going to fix your stairs.” Harry’s like, “But there’s nothing wrong with them.” “Yes, Harry, there is.” Harry’s just sort of standing there in total bewilderment while Hermione totally demolishes the wall. “We couldn’t have done that with magic?” “No, Harry, this is personal. You two take this mess out to the skip.” And then Harry stands around a while longer and Hermione puts in support beams in the appropriate places so the stairs don’t fall in, and Ron’s very excited about using the stud finder even though Hermione won’t let him use the drill. When they’re finished, Harry has this set of shelves. So he says, still completely confused, “I thought we picked this place because it had loads of storage.” And Hermione says, “Go get some of my books. I know it’s just shelves, but it’s not a bloody cupboard.”
And every time Harry moves for the rest of his life, Ron and Hermione are there on moving day and they knock out anything under the stairs, even if it’s just a wall. Hermione reads a lot of books. Ron learns to use a miter saw and a carpenter’s square and practices the nail hammering spell until he can do it perfectly on the first try. And sometimes it isn’t very practical but it looks nice…
And sometimes, when they all get older and have children, it’s cozy and has a purpose…
And eventually Hermione gets the trick of there being nothing under the stairs at all…
Which is the story of how Harry Potter never lived in a house with a cupboard under the stairs again for the entire rest of his life.
Quality post.
That is such a sweet/cool idea
And the fact that Ron and Hermione just thought of it and did it for him. And it becomes a tradition which is all the more special for the unspoken reason behind it.
I have a headcanon that Hermione insists her children attend some primary muggle schooling before Hogwarts, just as she had done. Now, imagine Arthur Weasley attending his grandchild’s science fair, being the ultra proud grandfather….and yet also completely geeking out over absolutely EVERYTHING.
Canon
“That is a volcano, that is a VERY SMALL VOLCANO, how - young lady, how did you make this? Baking soda and food coloring? MARVELOUS!”
the kids would love him.
Never have I ever loved anything more than I love this
All the muggle teachers would think he was being so adorable, “pretending” not to know how potato batteries and mini-volcanoes work, fawning over the hard work the kids did on even the simplest the projects. And he comes every year, because after the kids have aged out (”gone on to some boarding school in Scotland,” the teachers say over bad coffee in the break room, “they didn’t seem the type”), he gets an honorary invitation to the fair every year, because he never stops making the kids feel smart and good.
“And this airy-o-plane, it flies by means of a… rubber band? Did I hear that correctly? No magic at all? Doesn’t flap its wings like a bird? MARVELOUS! What an ingenious method of flight!” *looks around* “You, sir! With the ribbons! This child deserves one of those prizes!”
This is so wholesome.
Arthur Weasley, as the Science Fair attendee we all deserve.
After a couple years Arthur Weasley brings his own ribbons. They shimmer in a way that makes everyone wonder what kind of ink he uses—“secrets!” he tells anyone who asks—but they’re beautiful. They’re coveted even more than the official ribbons, because they remind you that while he was heaping praise on you, you felt magical.
Inevitably, there arrives a muggle born at hogwarts that attended that muggle school. They meet Arthur, either through a school function, or later at the ministry. Suddenly everything about Arthur makes Sense.