austenpoppy:

headcanonsandmore:

‘Healing wounds’


I remember discussing with other blogs about the fact that Ron’s siblings (in particular, Ginny and George) never really understood the full extent of his insecurities, and how much their teasing was affecting him. Since it’s a topic that rarely seems to get explored in fanfiction, I decided to write one myself. 

Hopefully, this fic explores this topic in a way that is both realistic and canon-compliant. 

Hope you all like it!


Read it on FFN and AO3


Charlie Weasley landed
on solid ground.

He had just apparated
from London (having taken an international portkey from Romania), and was now
standing on the edge of the Burrow’s wards. He looked on in fondness at the
familiar building, which always looked like it could barely contain the chaos of
the Weasleys contained inside.

He hadn’t been in the
UK for a while. After the war had ended, he had stayed around to help with the
clean-up. After the funeral (his heart closed up as he remembered), he had hung
around for a little while just to help around the Burrow. Eventually, Molly
Weasley had insisted that she was alright, and demanded that all of her
children return to work.

That had been two
months ago. It was now getting towards the end of the summer, and the familiar
August rains (particular to that part of the country) were now in effect.

Charlie pulled his
cloak tightly around him, and marched quickly towards the front door. Already,
he could hear the sounds of his various relatives, in-laws and assorted
partners.

Stopping only to shake
the rain out of his red hair, Charlie knocked on the door. A few seconds later,
a familiar voice cut through above the sound of the pouring rain.

‘Who is it?’

‘It’s Charlie, mum.
And- before you ask- my greatest wish is to have a dragon sub-species named after
me.’

The security questions
were a relic of the war. Charlie personally found them annoying, but there were
still a few death-eaters who hadn’t been rounded up. Better to be safe than
sorry, he supposed.

‘Charlie!’

The door burst open,
and Charlie found himself pulled into a hug with his mother. Charlie wrapped
his arms round her, and hugged back. Although he’d never admit it, he always
missed his mum whilst away in Romania.

Afficher davantage

It’s just so well written that I am currently crying.

THANK YOU !

@austenpoppy Thank you! I’m so happy you like it!

Teddy Ain’t Bovvered

actinganimagus:

askdoratonks:

askdoratonks:

The following is based on this post by @asktheauror based off this original skit

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Auror Harry : @actinganimagus

Teddy Lupin: @askdoratonks 

Victoire Weasley: @lifeasamarauder

This is still quite possibly my favorite thing I’ve ever done. Also still annoyed it didn’t tag Ash properly @actinganimagus – I love you little bro, I’m sorry tumblr is as much of a little shit as Teddy

Big throwback!

I LOST IT when Teddy asked about Bonnie Wright. 

Hey I love your art …It is soo good like.. idk y but when I look at it, it fills me with this weird sort of happiness …You are amazing!!!😍😘…And I would love to see your Teddy Lupin..😉

alessiajontrunfio:

ooooooooh dear..thank you so much! this really makes me happy! I’ so glad my art give you some happiness! 🙂 

anyway…here  it is! Teddy! ( this the first time I draw him..and…. NOW  I REALLY WANT TO DRAW TEDDY FOREVERRRRRR °0°)

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Consequences – Andromeda Tonks et al

diva-gonzo:

A/N:  this spur of the moment story was inspired by This post and This post, by @blitheringmcgonagall and @lytefoot . It’s the first AU on my part… a Snape Lives AU.

Yes, I am writing an AU with Snape living. I know it’s strange, coming from the Dragon.

Rated T for a few choice words and magical violence. Ace safe and it will go up tomorrow on FF.net and Ao3.


“Must you go so early?”

“I have a meeting at 7 with the Directors of MLS and the International Wizarding Confederation. But I will be back in time for tea.” He leaned over and gave her a kiss on the cheek before a peck on the lips. While he departed in a swirl of green flames and purple and gold robes, Andromeda Tonks went back to the modest kitchen of her cottage west of Yeovil, in Somerset. She put a kettle on and sat down to read the news from the morning Daily Prophet, wondering what salacious gossip that dung beetle Rita Skeeter would slander her family with today.

Tap Tap Tap

Andromeda put down the morning paper and went to the window in her kitchen. There stood a magnificent owl, larger than one of the barn owls the school used. The Great Grey Owl hooted softly, looking unlike anything she had seen before. “Who could be owling this early in the morning?”

She opened the window and the owl hopped in. She plucked up some rashers from the pan, cooking up magically, and she handed over one to the owl, who tore it apart immediately. Once down the hatch, the owl hooted again.

“So they need a reply back, do they?”

Hoot Hoot

Andromeda cracked the wax seal on the parchment, recognizing immediately the signet insignia from Hogwarts. Minerva wouldn’t send her an owl if there was anything remiss with her beloved Teddy. No, this must be something else. But the school owls –

Keep reading

YES! LOVE IT!

diva-gonzo:

lytefoot:

mymischiefisnevermanaged:

blitheringmcgonagall:

diva-gonzo:

lytefoot:

blitheringmcgonagall:

pastartphilosopher:

snape apologists are like “be still my beating heart his death was so tragic”

and you know what? it was. so let’s create a ‘snape doesn’t die’ au in which he doesn’t get to be the martyr.

severus snape being an asshole even after voldemort dies

severus snape freaking out when he’s told harry named his second child after him “what on EARTH is that potter brat thinking?!” (because he’ll always be a brat, even when he’s eighty)

severus snape having an aneurysm the 1st of september 2015 (he very obviously got demoted from his position as headmaster, but mcgonagall was kind enough to give him back his previous teaching post) because there’s a kid named JAMES SIRIUS POTTER and he looks JUST LIKE HIS GRANDFATHER

severus snape regretting the way he treated harry because now he realizes the poor kid wasn’t like his father at all.  BUT JAMES SIRIUS IS AND HE GIVES HIM HELL. “where can we find a bezoar, mr. potter?” “i don’t know, up your arse?” “potter, detENTION!” “now i get why dad says that sometimes your classes were worse than your boss’ cruciatus curse. you know who i’m talking about, don’t you?”

severus snape being done with everything after arthur tells him “is your scar giving you trouble, as well? i can relate, i was bitten by that snake too” because he wants to say it’s not the same thing, but it is, so he just glares at him.

severus snape losing his shit when he finds out that harry’s kids (who are still very much named JAMES SIRIUS, LILY luna and albus SEVERUS) are a very close lot who like to play pranks on each other (PRANKS!! A kid called severus!!!), share interests despite their differences and love each other very much.

severus snape, alive and non-romanticised

@pastartphosopher I think I love you, this is superb

😉

Argh, yes, all canon universes can go home now, this is the best.

I want 500K of a 7 years story of the 3 Potter kids (along with the Weasley-Granger ones, too!) of the 7 years of misery of Potions Master and certified Arsehole Severys Snaaaape.

But…… there has to be one inclusion in this story….

Teddy Lupin doing a month’s detention… .for hexing the Potion’s Master, in front of everyone, their last year, when Teddy finds out who outed his Father to the Wizarding world about his furry little problem.

And takes his punishment gladly (especially after Andromeda owls Severus, who is considerably younger than her) and lets her grandson know that while she’s not happy what he did, she’s proud of him for why he did it.

#PuffPrideRideorDie

@diva-gonzo please can someone fecking write this immediately????????? You are literally a genius 💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕

Snape: Your grandson threw a hex at me that gave me a tail, wolf ears, and fur for over a month.

Andromeda: *looks at Teddy who looks unremorseful* What a tragedy… *turns back to Snape* like your birth.

Okay. I’m gonna have to do something with this.

I’d also like everyone to spare a little thought for Professor Longbottom in this universe.

“Okay, well, does anyone who isn’t a completely rubbish teacher have any ideas?”

“Huh. Oh, quick show of hands! Who here never let death eaters run amok in the corridors? Oh, look whose hand is up. Let’s all shut up and listen to Neville, shall we?”

Like, I really want everyone to imagine the staff room with Snape and Neville.

You thought the Slytherin/Gryffindor rivalry was bad before. Snape was never McGonagall’s boggart.

YES!

marauderssuggestions:

Remus Lupin’s belongings were boxed up neatly and stored in Harry’s attic. On a rainy autumn day, 10 year old Teddy was exploring, seeing what he could find when he stumbled upon the box labelled ‘Remus’. He delved in, carefully pulling out individual jumpers, each with several holes in them, accompanied by their own specific smells. Remus’s Gryffindor house sweater was on top, reeking heavily of smoke with undertones of mint from his friends’ smoking habit, badly covered up with a lot of chewing gum. Next was a cardigan with a list in one pocket and a receipt in the other. The list was a shopping list for a bookstore and the receipt was for a small cafe he liked to go to in his years alone. Another one was very neatly folded and smelt of soap, however a few, stray red hairs gave away the tale behind this one. His time spent at Grimmauld Place with the Weasleys was not long, but no one managed to avoid Molly’s laundry days. Finally, a softer, newer, blue sweater was folded at the bottom. A few small milk stains and an overwhelming scent of roses – his mother’s favourite perfume – were the variations in this piece. Instantly, Teddy knew that this must be from their short time spent together, as a family. He packed all but one of the jumpers back into their box, along with several trinkets that Remus had gathered over time. One jumper caught Teddy’s eye though. A small, green sweater. It became his favourite item of clothing, even making its way to Hogwarts with him in his first year. Little did Teddy know that his father wore that exact sweater on his way to his first day in Hogwarts, eyes bright but with nerves consuming him. Many great adventures ahead of them both.

diva-gonzo:

hillnerd:

starlitfawkes:

teddy lupin’s first word was “dadda”. he was eleven months old, and harry had been cradling him in his arms while the pair sat by the fire one night.

harry could only stare at the young baby boy with vibrant blue hair. this young baby boy who would never know his true father. who would grow up an orphan, because his father and mother were killed in a war that harry felt was entirely his fault. maybe if harry had done just one thing differently, this young baby boy would be in the arms of his parents, and not in the arms of his godfather.

harry could only stare, because he wasn’t this boy’s father. this boy’s father was beyond passionate, and kind. brave, and strong. truly remarkable. harry could never come close to being as great a man as remus lupin once was. he would never dream of it.

harry could only stare, because what did he know about being a father? how could he be a father when he himself had had no father? how could he-

harry could only stare, because it was then that the realization hit him.

james potter had given his life to protect his son. something harry would do for teddy without thinking twice about it.

teddy lupin’s first word was “dadda”. he was eleven months old, and even at such a young age, he was sure he did something wrong.

because dadda was crying.

this killed me. i’m dead. This is so pure and my ovaries are exploding!

39 linny pretty please!

nerdyqueerfangirl:

Yesss Linny that’s my jam. (Also this turned out longer than a drabble it’s like 1k words oops sorry not sorry.)

Prompt: “Hey! I was gonna eat that!” Based off of this post.

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Ginny was forcefully awoken when she felt a finger jab into her eyeball. She groaned in frustration and pain, turning to bury her head in a pillow. However, the finger did not let up, continuing to poke the rest of her exposed body until she whipped her head out of the pillow to stare at the person attached to it.

“Oh good, you’re up! The shaking and yelling weren’t working very well, so I thought I’d try poking!” her girlfriend Luna said, a proud smile on her face from finally being able to wake her up. “Now c’mon, we gotta get ready!”

Ginny furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. Her groggy brain couldn’t handle this much in the first 15 seconds of waking up. Back when she was living with the rest of her brothers the short time she had after waking up where they didn’t know she was awake and therefore didn’t bother her was bliss.

“Get ready for what?” she asked after her brain finally processed the words that had come out of her girlfriend’s mouth.

“Don’t you remember? Harry, Ron, and Hermione all had to go to Hogwarts to give the kids some motivational speech, and Draco’s at tea with his mom, so we get to take care of Teddy for the day!”

“Oh yeah,” Ginny said, just now recalling that conversation she had had over the phone with Hermione a few days ago. It’s a good thing Luna remembered things much better than her. “When’re they dropping him off?”

“Should be any time now! C’mon, we gotta get dressed! And don’t worry, I already made your coffee!” Luna reached behind her and grabbed Ginny’s favorite mug off of her nightstand, casting a quick reheat charm before handing it to her.

“Thanks, Luna,” Ginny said appreciatively, taking a sip of her coffee. She was able to take a few more sips until Luna finally got impatient enough and pulled her out of bed.

Reluctantly she followed and allowed Luna to lead her to the kitchen, where she had apparently already made Ginny a bowl of cereal. She took a seat and began to eat as Luna excitedly paced the kitchen.

“Sweetheart, relax,” Ginny said, smiling fondly.

“But I’m so excited Ginny, I can’t help it! I love kids!” Luna said, now bouncing a bit.

As if on cue, the doorbell rang throughout their house. Luna whipped her head so fast Ginny was scared she would break her neck. She hurried over and opened the door as Ginny slowly came up behind her.

“Hey guys,” Ginny said, smiling at Ron and Hermione while Luna beamed down at Teddy.

“Hey, thanks again for taking him,” Hermione said. “Molly and Arthur would have but they’re visiting Charlie and it was very last minute.”

“Of course,” Ginny said. “We’re happy to watch him.”

“Alright, well we’ve got to rush babe,” Ron said, glancing at his watch. “Go on in, Teddy. Bye Gin.”

“See you later,” she waved. Teddy stepped inside and stared down at the ground shyly. He was only six and didn’t hang out with Ginny and Luna much, so this was understandable. Luna, however, did not seem discouraged by Teddy’s reluctance to face them.

“Hi, Teddy!” she said brightly. “What would you like to do today?”

He looked up slightly and shrugged.

“Well, we could go to the park, the zoo, or something like that,” she suggested. He shook his head.

“What about baking?” At this he perked up, nodding his head quickly.

“You like to bake?” Luna smiled. “Me too! What do you wanna bake?”

“Cookies!” he said, warming up to Luna. “Chocolate chip kind!”

“Can we, Ginny?” Luna pleaded, looking over at her girlfriend.

Ginny laughed. “Sure we can!”

So she and Luna got out all the ingredients and supplies and set everything up. Ginny found a basic chocolate chip cookie recipe and they all got to work.

Teddy was in charge of pouring everything in after either Luna or Ginny measured it out, and he was quite proud of himself when he successfully cracked both eggs with no shells. After everything was mixed together (also done by Teddy), they all helped form balls out of the dough and Ginny put them in the oven.

Ginny went to make a pot of tea while Luna and Teddy sat in front of the oven together to watch the cookies bake. She smiled to herself as the whispered together, only interrupting their conversation to hand Luna her mug.

When the cookies were done baking it was Ginny who took them out, reminding the other two that they had to wait for them to cool. Apparently watching cookies cool was not nearly as fun as watching them bake, so Teddy suggested they go watch a movie.

About 20 minutes into the movie Ginny deemed the cookies cool enough, and they all went into the kitchen to grab one. Immediately Ginny went to grab the one with the most chocolate chips, but Luna snatched it first.

“Hey! I was gonna eat that!” she said, glaring at Luna, who shrugged playfully while sneakily handing the cookie to Teddy and grabbing another.

Ginny smiled and grabbed another one, and they went back in to watch the rest of the movie. Then it began to rain, so they all pulled out some blankets and hot chocolate and ate through half the batch while having a movie marathon. Ginny and Luna were cuddled together on the couch while Teddy sat atop a pile of pillows.

A few hours later the doorbell rang yet again. This time it was Harry, who walked right in, knowing Ginny and Luna wouldn’t mind.

“Harry!” Teddy said, shooting up from his pile of pillows to attack Harry with a hug. “We baked cookies!”

“Did you?” Harry asked, smiling down at Teddy. “That sounds awesome! Did you have fun?”

“Uh huh! Can I come back again?”

“I’m sure that can be arranged.” He looked up and smiled at Luna and Ginny. “Thanks again, guys.”

“Of course,” Ginny said. “We’re happy to have him, and Teddy’s welcome back whenever he wants.”

“Alright well we’ve gotta go, Draco’s back from tea with his mother and I’m sure he’s gonna wanna talk about it. Say bye, Teddy!”

The boy waved goodbye as they walked out of Ginny and Luna’s house. When the door shut behind them, Luna cuddled in closer to Ginny’s side.

“Hey Gin?”

“Yes, love?” Ginny asked.

“I think I might wanna kid someday.”

Ginny was taken aback slightly, and she thought for a moment before responding. “You know what, I think I might want that, too.”