Harry Potter AU where Harry is hiding in the cabinet in Borgin and Burkes. And he sees Lucius grab Draco with his cane. And he hears the hiss, “What did I tell you?” And he hears the quiver in the blonde boy’s voice, “Don’t touch anything.”
And Harry knows.
Because he’s used the voice that Draco uses for the past twelve years.
He knows.
Because now that he’s lived with the Weasleys for over a month, he knows that that’s not the way that a father’s voice should be.
He knows.
He’s heard Vernon use that voice over and over again, day after day, year after year.
And he knows.
And he acts.
Because really other than being a spiteful little git, at this point, Draco really hasn’t done anything to truly harm Harry. And Harry’s twelve. He’s still young, still innocent, easy to forgive, easy to let his “saving people thing” get the better of him.
He doesn’t do magic. Not really. At least, he doesn’t mean to. Well, he does. But he tries to stop himself. Though it’s not a very good attempt. Either way, the jars on the shelves all shatter, their contents falling onto Lucius’ head.
And Harry bursts out of the cabinet and he grabs a very startled Draco’s hand and he pulls him out of the shop. And they’re running down the dark, grim, streets. And it’s not long before they get lost since Harry doesn’t even know where they are, let alone where they’re going.
But Draco knows exactly where they are and so he tugs Harry down a road and around the corner and suddenly, they’re in Diagon Alley. And Harry’s shocked and confused because how could such a terrible place exist next to such a wonderful one?
But they don’t have time for that now because Lucius is charging after them, green spells bursting out of the end of his wand. And Draco lets out a scream and Harry (bless him) wonders aloud what kind of spells the green ones are.
And Draco is tugging his arm so hard that he thinks it’s going to come out of his socket. And the boys run as fast as they can, pushing through the crowd, and Harry’s probably apologizing and Draco’s screaming at him to move and apologize later.
And Harry sees the mob of red heads and he’s screaming for their assistance.
Fred and George spot him first, right as their mother is asking, “Where on earth could Harry be?”
“Found him,” the twins say.
Gasps. Screams. School supplies tumbling to the ground.
And Arthur and Molly, oh Arthur and Molly, veterans of the original Order of the Phoenix, drawing their strength from parental love, they don’t even hesitate. They grab Harry and Draco and Ron and Hermione and Ginny and Fred and George and Percy and they shove them into the nearest shop.
And the kids are all huddled together, Percy and the twins standing in front of the younger ones, and it’s Ron who manages to whisper, “What’s Malfoy doing here?” Before Hermione stomps on his foot.
And the duel!
The duel is fantastic.
Arthur and Molly verses Lucius.
Just close your eyes and imagine.
And soon Arthur is able to summon other Ministry workers. Including a strange looking man with a strange eye, a man whose skin is slightly darker than Hermione’s, and a girl with bright pink hair who is barely older than Percy.
The battle’s over before it even begins. These strange new people grab Lucius and Apparate away and of course he’ll buy himself out of trouble in no time but at least the immediate threat is gone.
Gilderoy Lockhart timidly steps out and squeaks that it’s a shame that he wasn’t there to stop the duel, that he knew just the hex that could have finished it.
The crowd falls into the streets, praising Arthur and Molly who are quite flustered by all of the attention. Fred and George are clapping their parents on their back, doing a sort of chant. Ron is bragging about how he managed to get a shot in (he hadn’t). Percy is excitedly talking to his father about the legal procedures that Lucius will face. Ginny and Hermione are going around, collecting all of the school supplies that they dropped. Ginny finds a rather unusual book but she dismisses it as something that her parents bought and stuffs it into her bag.
And Harry and Draco. Harry and Draco are staring at one another, not saying a word but having a conversation nonetheless.
Molly finally says that they ought to get back to the Burrow, away from this post-battle excitement. The kids all groan but she and Arthur push them back to the Leaky Cauldron so that they can use the Floo. Draco shuffles along, not knowing where else to go. It’s not until Molly gestures towards the fireplace with a smile that he realizes that his life is about to change.
From there…well…I’ll let you think of the possibilities…
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To all my non-Jewish fanfic writers who want to write about Hanukkah: hi!! Thank you for taking an interest in our culture and traditions and for wanting to be inclusive. We really appreciate it! I just want to mention a few things to keep in mind while you’re doing this.
1. HANUKKAH IS NOT JUST “JEWISH CHRISTMAS”. This is the big one. Yes, the two holidays happen to be around the same time, and the Christian/capitalist society that we live in decided to make Hanukkah a big deal to sell more decorations or something. But it is in fact it’s own thing, and is a fairly minor holiday. Our big, most important holidays are in the fall! Which brings me to,
2. The original story of Hanukkah is about the Maccabees, a group of Jews who resisted the forced assimilation into an oppressive society that said “convert or die.” So in the spirit of that, I BEG you. Do not write a fic about a poor clueless Jewish person being shown the magic of Christmas and thinking it’s so much better, or any sort of trying to save/convert us bs. That’s just antisemitism, baby. We are proud of our unique culture and heritage that has lasted thousands of years of persecution.
3. Please be respectful when talking about Orthodox or Hasidic Jews. Orthodox women are not oppressed. (Many Jewish women born outside of Orthodoxy actually choose to convert into it, and to adopt the rules of modesty! They are called Ba’al teshuva!) If you’re going to write a fic about a person who grew up Orthodox or otherwise very religious but chose to leave it, please be kind and don’t make generalizations.
Mostly my point is to just be respectful. Jewish people are not a monolith. There are lots of different ethnic groups under the umbrella of the Jewish people with different traditions that are all incredibly beautiful and important. When writing about us, please do your research and talk to Jewish people about our experiences. If you don’t know any, message me! I’m always happy to talk about it.
Happy writing, and chag Hanukkah sameach!
The bbys are bondiiing~💛
So—“Daniel” is now MATTHEW. I’ve also ironed out that Patricia can actually touch (i.e. hit) the Unseen, while Matthew can see them.
Things they don’t tell you about top surgery
- Talk to the surgeon about the size you want your new areolas/nipples (don’t be afraid to ask)
- Numbness. No one talks about this for guys who are about to have surgery. You’re going to be numb all in your chest area, especially where the incisions were. They cut nerves as they pass along your chest, and it can take up to a year to regenerate those nerves. Still, feels super foreign for the first two weeks
- Make your bed into a pillow chair, body pillow, two on each side, and two for your head.
- Sleep alone. I tried to sleep with my girlfriend and it was miserable. You really do need the entire bed for yourself
- Go on Groupon, & get yourself a 10 foot lightning cable iPhone charger, BEST THING EVER, can reach from wherever you are
- Don’t take a week off from work, take two. You will regret the one week, and love the extra time
- When they say “don’t move too much, even after the first week”. LISTEN. I moved way too much and got so sore super quickly.
- Drink lots of water & eat if your taking the pain medication, otherwise your stomach feels super funky.
- Get stool softeners, & don’t be afraid to take those babies. Don’t wait a week to poop. you’ll surely regret it.
- The drains are scary & they may hurt while draining or rewrapping your dressings, but once they come out, the second they do, its no more pain, its crazy.
i hope this helps someone, because i wish i knew all of this when i was having mine a month ago. Looking back its like everyone forgets all the real negatives, its a great experience, & i healed very well & quick compared to most, but the first few days are crazy. They hurt, suck but it gets better.
That would be so reckless of me. Who would leave 100+ DnD materials just laying around?
Deceit: as long as i strike terror into the hearts of my enemies what does it matter what my “gender” is
Deceit: i don’t identify as “male” or “female” i identify as a threat
This is late af but congratulations to the winner of the poll, @backlacepistols's narrator! What an absolute icon. Also credits to @supergnome-a and @voidofstarryink for their narrators duking it out in the bg
I spent years just lurking on tumblr but recently I’ve been making TSP content so I guess this is a TSP account now?they/void/ink/star/eye(Always feel free to message me or send in an ask <3)
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