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Rewritting of Bridgertons
First of I want to say that it is in no way me bashing Julia Quinn. She has wrote a popular book series that she managed to put on the screen and for that she deserves alot of respect.
BUT
The books are a hot messes for many, many, many reasons, the three last one are ok but still quite questionable.
(I am obviously in no way claiming to be a better writter or that what I'll do will be good but I decided to rewrite and change what I didn't like and what I think could do better. )
Important information about this rewrite :
As I had hard time with honestly any of the love interest, ESPECIALLY, the boys one (with the exception of my boy Gregory, you were boring but cute) and that I felt like the women character had honestly a waste of potential I will change all of them a LOT. I will also rant about why I didn't like them in the first place.
As the books are so messy I also consider the series as canon and I have a lot of confusion about the way the society and great experiments was done ?! Like honestly WASTED potential.
This will NOT be historically accurate my dear friends purely fictional as I'll state multiple time.
MY FANFICS.
Hi you guys, I have few of fanfics in Ao3:
-OUR LIFE.
What would happen if Magix didn't exist, what would their life be on Earth? Let's find out.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/36418753/chapters/90804184
-ARE WE TOO YOUNG FOR THIS?
Bloom is tired of her routine what will happen when she found Stella, this moment will change her life.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/36968230/chapters/92232619
-YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE DONE THAT!
Basically Musa, Stella and Layla have to figure out a way to save their boyfriends, and keep themselves mentaly stable.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/38020930/chapters/94964281
-WITHOUT VOLDEMORT.
¿What happened to everyone after the war? ¿How do you overcome your biggest trauma? What happens when there's nothing left to fight for?
https://archiveofourown.org/works/37251925/chapters/92943619
-THE TAPE.
Hermione, Harry, and Ron are bored so they check out the only room the Sirius has never let Harry in to check out. What will happen when they found a tape?
https://archiveofourown.org/works/36203380
-DON'T YOU HAVE ANY SHAME?
Bill Weasley for most of his life has been taking care of his siblings. His whole life has been the parental figure of his family.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/37700752/chapters/94119001
-WHY DO YOU LOOK LIKE ME?
Hermione has been missing for almost a day, her friends don't know where she was, they searched her everywhere. Where Herms is?
https://archiveofourown.org/works/37708438/chapters/94139689
-THE CANDLE KEEPER.
Alma Madrigal was left alone with three toddlers to raise and a miracle to honor.
She had three beautiful toddlers, Pepa could go from laughter to crying, Julietta with that maturity for a four-year-old, and Bruno her bean who loved everything odd.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/36207310/chapters/90255760
-MARVEL HIGH.
What if the coolest heroes ever, went to highschool, how would it be? Oh highschool, so much drama...
https://archiveofourown.org/works/36587752/chapters/91254805
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Harry Potter y la cuestionable representación femenina parte 1
Jk Rowling a hablado desde hace mucho tiempo por la representación femenina, que está bien , pero lamentablemente, ella aún no sabe como hacerla , ya que en muchas ocasiones perpetúa ideas sexistas y misoginas , y esto realmente lo entiendo, Harry Potter se empezó a escribir en el siglo pasado, varios arquetipos estaban de moda, peor no quita que su libro aún hoy en día sigue siendo relevante , y sigue permeando las ideas de las personas
Vamos a hablar básicamente personaje por personaje , y por el momento solo de los más importantes o populares, a si que empezaremos con hermione, hay varios clichés femeninos que se pueden asociar con su personaje, el primero es el de la chica lista, este es sencillo, la chica tan lista que no tiene tiempo para cosas superficiales, como maquillarse , chismear o verse linda, peor si se vuelve loca ante una calificación no perfecta, o cuando su crush varón no le hace caso
Realmente estos personajes casi siempre terminan su arco con una pareja , hombre en su mayoría, y también aprendiendo que pueden ser bonitas también, no en a donde las lleva su inteligencia, o que hacen con ella, como puede pasar con personajes masculinos
en Harry Potter esta por ejemplo tom riddle, cuyo arco es de un niño brillante que se vuelve la encarnación del mal , pero hermione en los libros termina su arco con su relación con ron, medio se explora después sus logros políticos, pero eso ya es un después de su arco en los libros
También está el cliché de "no soy como las demás chicas", que es básicamente, mostrar como superior a una mujer que no gusta de lo que asociamos como femenino, por sobre las una mujer que ama estas cosas , usualmente como dentro de conflicto, no su moralidad, no sus intereses diferentes, si no un hombre
Y el ejemplo está muy claro, hermione y lavender , donde básicamente solo se odian por ron, su enemistad es solo eso, ron sale con una , la otra automáticamente ma odia , aún si nos la quién vender como más profunda que eso, que lo es, hermione tenía mucho potencia , pero la forma en la que esta escrita hace que nos fijemos más en el drama romántico
Cosa que si pasa con ron, donde hay un odio hacia un rival amoroso, pero jamás vemos a vicktor tan patético o molesto como lavender, solo miren como los tiene el fandom, buena parte del fandom odia a lavender, aún si hermione la odia solo por celos y ron juega con ella, mientras a vicktor hay de 2, o es tu husbando o tu villano de fanfiction
El siguiente personaje es luna, que me quieran creer o no, si bien sigue con el tropo de "no soy como las otras chicas", logra salirse un poquito del molde , primero , a diferencia de hermione , su arco no tiene que ver con un hombre
Su arco es más el como aprende a hacer amigos, y como estos buscan comprenderla , eso sí, casi siempre es todo desde el punto de vista masculino, más harry y un poco ron,mientras que con ginny la relación ya estaba hecha, aún si no se menciona antes su amistad, y con hermione es lo mismo que se odian
Pero hasta eso, si medio rivalidad con hermione se sale del estándar, sería más común que se pelearan por un chico, pero no, a qui se pelan porque sus creencias y valores chocan , aunque es una pena que solo logren convivir bien por un hombre, harry , pero igual es una rivalidad más interesante que la de hermione y lavender
Lo que si es que jk Rowling tiene una necesidad terrible para emparejar a las mujeres jóvenes, Tonks es un ejemplo, donde tuvo un inicio de relación forzada con un hombre adulto, perfectamente su arco pudo ser de probarse a si misma , y vivir la vida , en ves de volverla una madre joven con un tipo mayor por mucho,y matarla
Pero volvamos a luna, no había necesidad de emparejarla con un nieto de newt que ni conocemos , a diferencia del de hermione , que si bien me enoja que haya sido su cierre , no niego que como ship no esta tan mal, tenían mínimo trasfondo, pero con luna es como,se fue de aventuras y le gustó un wey , perfectamente puso ser soltera , digo,charlie esta soltero , porque ella no podría también?
Luego vamos a ginny, que pasa algo similar con hermione, donde sus grande habilidad se vuelven invisibles hante su arco romántico, ella literalmente abandona todo por Harry
miren su matrimonio,harry a pesar de tener todo el dinero del mundo sigue con un trabajo súper peligroso, ser auroro , y ginny, que si bien tenía un trabajo muy peligroso , ser jugadora de quidditch, estamos de acuerdo que en el de ginny no es tan probable le manden una maldición asesina, además, de que era su sueño, harry lo hace más por su trauma de la guerra , para asegurarse que todo este bien,y un poco por sus padres , pero ginny , para ginny no era un trauma , era libertad
Y aún a si abandona su gran carrera , por tener hijos con Harry, y un aburrido trabajo de escritor, porque ella jamás demostró interés en la escritura, no es lo mismo ser periodista de deportes a jugar el deporte
Además, sus relaciones con las mujeres igual son extrañas , como con fleur, sjuzgandola solo por ser bonita , y con hermione, cuya relación empieza somos porque se ayudaran con sus crushes, a diferencia de Harry y ron, donde hablan más que de solo su vida romántica, su única amistad femenina que no tuvo que ver con un hombre es luna,y no tiene ni siquiera trasfondo
Ahora, hablemos de chicas que se adhieren más a los estándares de género, y son odiadas por eso, básicamente hablemos de fleur y cho, de lavender no hablaremos más, porque literalmente solo es la fastidiosa que se interpone en el ship, otra ves , aún si ron decidió salir con ella solo por su baja autoestima, de la cual ella no tenía la culpa
Fleur es básicamente la más débil del torneo ,cosa que no tiene sentido , su escuela había ganado un chingo de veces , pudo analizar estrategias de anteriores ganadores , lo que la pondría por sobre vicktor ,luego es mayor y vivió más tiempo en el mundo mágico, tiene experiencia, lo que la pondría por sobre Harry,pero aún así se vuelve solo la perdedora, que no sería tan malo, si no fuera la única mujer , digo, costaba tanto que cedric fuera cerice?
Y si bien su arco es sobre humildad, que por ese lado no está tan mal, su máxima prueba de humildad se vuelve casarse con bill, y después solo sabemos que esta allí, yo me pregunto, porque la señora no pide ayuda a francia , hay muchos magos famosos que fueron a beauxbatons que pudieron ayudar,que ella pudo llamar y liderar ,como Slughorn, pero solo se quedó detrás de bill
Y por último esta cho, que la trama solo la hace ver como una llorona que no merece a Harry, cuando no, esos 2 tenían una relación súper tóxica, ella no estaba lista para tener una relación, y trato de superarla usando a Harry,y el otro básicamente no respeto el duelo ajeno, y fue un insensible que no respeto los sentimientos de cho, y que cedric había muerto hace menos de un año
Pero en ves de mostrar cono no todas las relaciones funcionan, como no esta bien idealizar personas, o como no en todas las separaciones hay a fuerzas un malo, con harry aceptado que cho no está lista y no es la chica que idealiso ,mientras ella buscando superar la muerte de cedric,talvez junto con Harry , la ponene a ella como la mala por no cumplir las espectativas del señor
En conclusión,talvez para la época esta representación fue buena, pero hoy en día tiene errores garrafales, y realmente jk no a avanzado mucho, miren a rose en el legado maldito que es súper de fondo, o leta que solo sirve para morirse, la única solución que se me ocurre es , que ella de verdad estudie sus personajes, los clichés que ella usó, y haga un cambio
Harry Potter y su mundo siguen siendo populares , puede escribir otro libro del mundo y se vendera seguro , un buen inicio sería , no se,poner personajes femeninos como protagonistas
Digo, Harry Potter, animales fantásticos y el legado maldito tiene de protagonista hombres, porque no podría haber una historia aparte con una protagonista femenina, podría incluso hacer lo mismo que Stephanie meyer (que su obra también es problemática) y hacer un genderbend de su obra , se vendería como pan caliente , es j k Rowling, no tiene que pedir representación femenina buena , ella ya puede hacerla
Season of Advent♥
I'm already in such a cozy winter mood! Where inside at dusk you sit in the warm light of the lamp in the old armchair and comfortably cuddled up in a cozy blanket, drink a hot tea or punch and read a thick book. Sometimes you look out of the window next to your Armchair into the thick snow that is outside on the windowsill and in the garden and watch how the dark blue sky gets darker and darker. Then a small blackbird or blue tit run across the snow and leave small tracks in it. And you cuddle up in your warm cozy blanket, sip your delicious tea and bury your nose again in the many letters of the book and immerse back into the story. The only sounds you hear are the soft crackling of the fire in the little carmine and the purring of your cat, who has curled up comfortably on your lap and is enjoying the pre-Christmas mood and silence as much as you do. I love to do this every evening <3 What about you? Have a magical season of Advent; 3 Ellie
Since there’s no snow outside 😒 here’s a little fanart of the golden trio 😁
I can survive well enough on my own— if given the proper reading material.
Hermione Granger, probably
*Hermione carrying the groceries*
Hermione: Hey, do you have any bags?
Harry: The only bags I have are under my eyes, and their specifically designed to carry the burden of my existence.
Hermione:
Hermione: A simple ‘no’ would have sufficed.
Harry: I need you to come meet me, and I need you to come alone.
Hermione: I need you to be less vague and less weird.
Hermione: Don’t worry, I still have a few books up my sleeve.
Ron: I think you mean cards-
Harry: No, she doesn’t.
Hermione: *pulling out Hogwarts, A History from her sleeve* No, I don’t.
“Im back and ready to frickity-frackity fuck shit up”
- literally anyone at hogwarts at any given time
Harry Potter as bullshit ive said #2
Hermione: you cant predict the future
Harry: you say that now
No character context but these were too good not to post :)
Shallan's Journey: Chapter 5, In Which We Get Out of the House
“Ok, what sort of disguise did you have in mind?” Hermione asked when they returned to the library.
Shallan gave her an enigmatic smile as she turned to her sketchbook and quickly drew Veil. She then took her partially used sphere and wove the image around herself before turning back to Hermione. “Something like this.”
Hermione's eyes widened and she had Shallan walk around the room while she watched for anything that might tip someone off that the girl was wearing a disguise. When she couldn't find anything, she nodded thoughtfully, “It is certainly convincing. Now we need to make sure it won't be easily dispelled. We can cast glamours, which have a similar effect, but if someone suspects them they are easy to counter.”
Sirius had assured them that the ministry would not be able to detect any spell work done in the house, so Hermione raised her wand and started with “Finite Incantatem.” Nothing happened. She smiled, “Well, that's a good start.” She then pursed her lips as she doggedly ran through a sequence of increasingly complex spells used to counter a variety of different glamours and illusions. None of them had any effect. Hermione tapped her chin with her wand as she considered other possible ways to disrupt Shallan's illusion before nodding to herself, “Nox”. This time the illusion seemed to flicker and Hermione raised her eyebrows in question.
“That one worked, but I was able to bring it back quickly,” Shallan held up the now dun sphere, “if you did that again I probably wouldn't be able to though.”
“Hmmmm....well, Nox is not a common way to counter illusions,” Hermione tilted her head to the side and muttered mostly to herself, “It's usually just used to extinguish your wand after you use Lumos. I only thought to try it because I saw you cast an illusion with Lumos. As long as you stay out of situations where someone might be extinguishing their wand that shouldn't be a problem...”
While Hermione was analyzing how much of a weakness the vulnerability to Nox would be, Shallan was contemplating her dun sphere. She quickly cut in when Hermione paused, “Hermione, can I borrow your wand to try something while you think?” Hermione nodded and handed it to her while still mostly lost in thought. After a couple of tries, Shallan managed to correctly cast Lumos and then turned her attention to the sphere, willing the light into it. She smiled in satisfaction as the sphere began to glow again. Fantastic. Now I don't have to worry about not being able to recharge my spheres. She grinned mischievously and turned back to her sketchpad. After finishing the sketch, she beckoned Pattern over. “Pattern, we know you can maintain an illusion. Is there any reason you wouldn't be able to help maintain an illusion I cast on someone else?”
Pattern buzzed thoughtfully, “Mmmmm... I should be able to.”
“Ok, let's try it,” Shallan infused Pattern with light from Hermione's wand and then sent him over to ride on Hermione's shirt as she used her sketch to build an illusion.Shallan called out to pull her friend out of her thoughts, “Hermione, go look in the mirror.”
Shallan followed Hermione as she headed down the hall to the full sized mirror in her room, amused that her friend was still half lost in mentally running through potential challenges they needed to prepare for. A brief glance in the mirror shocked Hermione back to reality as she turned back and forth between Shallan and the mirror. “You... you made me look exactly like you!” She reach up to touch the soft red curls she saw in the mirror and frowned as she felt her normal hair.
Shallan saw her confusion and explained, “It's just an illusion, so you can reach through it, but as long as I'm careful about creating it, that shouldn't be a problem. It does mean that it is safer not to create illusions of different clothing though.”
Hermione briefly considered this and nodded. “We should be able to find nondescript robes to use as part of the disguise.”
Shallan grimaced and pulled her sleeved safehand to her chest. She knew that she was going to have to wear the local clothing when she went out, but she had been trying not to think about it. Just as Veil couldn't wear a proper havah and still blend in as a darkeyes, wearing a dress with a proper safehand sleeve or even wearing a glove here in the middle of summer was going to draw attention she didn't want. She had almost gotten used to seeing the other girls with their safehands uncovered, but it still made her somewhat uncomfortable.
Hermione saw the gesture and smiled sympathetically. Shallan had tried to explain Vorinism to the others and, while they didn't fully understand, they tried to be respectful. “You know, there are everyday robes with long, wide sleeves. If we find you robes with sleeves that are a little too long you can probably keep your hand hidden.”
Shallan shrugged. That would be better than having to wear short sleeves like the other girls, but it still wasn't the same... She wasn't good enough with English to try to explain the distinction though, so she let it go with a sigh. They weren't ready for the trip yet anyway, so she still had time to talk herself into it.
They spent the rest of the day working on designs for faces for Shallan and Sirius to wear that were close enough to their real faces that the illusion would be hard to detect, common enough that they wouldn't stand out, and, in Sirius's case, different enough that he wouldn't be recognized. They also experimented with how much stormlight/wandlight Pattern needed to maintain an illusion on another person and how long they could expect it to hold. Through all of it, Shallan detached herself from the idea of actually making the trip and focused on it as an abstraction and scholarly question.
That night, as she sat on her bed brushing out her hair with only Patten for company, Shallan finally allowed herself to grapple with her feelings about going out to acquire a wand.
“I can't just stay in this house. I can not. I won't let myself be locked away and hidden by anyone or anything, even my own sensibilities. And, well, it also bothers me that they are keeping Sirius hidden away here. I know his situation is different, but I also at least somewhat understand what it's like and it's not ok. But at the same time, even with Hermione's explanations,I don't know the local culture or how to blend in andto go out with my safehand uncovered... Pattern, I don't know what to do...”
“Mmmmm,” Pattern buzzed, “Hermione said that the robes should be able to hide your hand, yes? And the people here wouldn't pay any attention to it anyway...”
Shallan sighed, looked down at the bed, and wrapped her arms around herself,“Yes, but... that's not the point. Iwould know that it wasn't properly covered and, in addition to it feeling wrong, it would be a distraction.”
Pattern bobbed around confused “Mmmm, if the sleeve will cover your hand anyway, why can't you wear your glove?”
Shallan raised her eyebrows as she looked up slowly. “That, Pattern, is a very good question.”
A couple of days later, Shallan, Hermione, and Sirius were all reasonably happy with the disguises and the plan. At one point they considered getting approval from the Order for their trip, but decided it would be better to ask for forgiveness than permission. Everyone seemed strangely determined to keep Sirius locked up in the house. They had the twins, who were happy for any excuse to cause mischief, create a distraction that allowed Shallan and Sirius to sneak out of the house. Hermione summoned the Knight Bus for them and they set off for the Leaky Cauldron and Diagon Alley. It was a busy enough day at the Leaky that they had no trouble casually waiting for someone to open the passage to the Alley and then following them through.
Their first stop was Gringotts and, as they made their way there, Shallan looked around the street in wonder. She itched to pull out her sketchbook and to begin recording everything she saw, but constrained herself to frequently blinking and taking memories to draw later. Hermione had warned Shallan about the goblins, but she still did a double take when she saw the first one as they arrived at the bank. Sirius presented the key to the Black family vault to one of the tellers and they were able to retrieve the money they would need (and quite a bit more) with no difficulty. Shallan was none too sure about the cart ride to and from the vault and the whole idea of the bank was strange to her - spheres were far too useful to lock away in a vault somewhere. She coped, as usual, by reminding herself to view everything as a scholar and took copious mental notes about the system and stored a few images to draw later.
After leaving the bank, Sirius guided them farther down the street to the Ollivander's. As they walked into the wandshop, Shallan looked around and turned to Sirius in confusion, “Is there no one here?” Sirius shook his head, but before he could answer an old man with a deeply lined face and fluffy white hair suddenly appeared in front of them with wide peering eyes, “Sirius Black. I can't say I expected to see you here.”
Shallan stumbled back a step as her heart started racing. He can see through my illusion. We didn't plan for this...
At this point Ollivander's attention turned to Shallan and his eyebrows flew up. He glanced back curious to Sirius, “Not only did you manage to move unnoticed through the Alley, you also have a companion who is, shall we say, not from around here...”
Sirius rolled his eyes,“Yeah, yeah. My friend is why we are here. She needs a wand. Though, I could use a new one too if you are willing to sell me one.”
Ollivander looked over Sirius pensively, “Yes, I suppose you could. Such a shame. Whatever happened to it?”
Sirius gave a half shrug, “Not really sure.”
“Mmm, I see.” Ollivander nodded to his tape measure which leapt up and slithered toward Sirius. “Your right hand is still your wand hand?”
“So far as I know.”
After several failed fits, Ollivander turned to Sirus, “Here, try this one. Dogwood and dragon heartstring, 9 ¼ inches, rigid.”
As Sirius took the wand it let out a loud bark and released a puff of black smoke that swirled and resolved itself into a black dog with an energetically wagging tail. Sirius grinned broadly. “Ah, this will do quite well.”
Ollivander nodded and turned to examine Shallan as he muttered about dogwood not usually being literally related to dogs. “And which is your wand hand?”
The tape measure slithered over to her and began take all sorts of measurements as Ollivander moved around the shop collecting wand boxes. As the tape measure finshed and made its way back to its home on the counter, he returned to Shallan and began handing her wands to test, telling her about each wand and its potential strengths as he did. None in the first batch gave any reaction, though there were a few that Shallan felt the same almost vibration from that she noticed the first time she held Fred's wand. While Ollivander returned to shelves to collect more wands for her to try, Shallan heard a soft buzzing over his mutterings.
“Mmmmm....patterns...”
Shallan narrowed her eyes and looked toward Sirius who had Pattern hiding on his robes, I thought Pattern agreed to stay quiet, but she asked quietly anyway,“What patterns?”
“In the wands. Some like you better than others. The fir ones...”
Shallan took a deep breath and then cut in to Ollivander's running commentary, “Um, sir, the fir wands have felt closer to right than the others.”
He froze and Shallan spent several uncomfortable moments with him blinking at her before he was off digging through his store of wands again. “Let's see... Let's see... maybe... yes... Here try this one, 10 and a half inch, surprisingly springy fir and unicorn hair.”
This time when she tentatively took the wand, the tip burst into brilliant light.
“Interesting, Interesting... Fir... You must be stronger than you look.” Ollivander peered intently at her, “A survior's wand, particularly inclined toward transfiguration... That will be seven Galleons each for the two wands.”
While Shallan was still trying to figure out how to respond to the disconcerting shopkeeper, Sirius handed over the Galleons and gently guided her out of the shop.
Note: I had a hard time getting this chapter right. I'm reasonably happy with it now, but I would also be happy to have feedback :-) I hope you enjoyed it!
Shallan's Journey: Chapter 4, In Which Pattern Gets to Play
This morning started as the last few had, with Shallan meeting the others for breakfast and then returning to the library to study English with the girls while Molly tried to wrangle the boys into helping her clean the house. Today, however, there was something going on that called Molly out of the house and left the kids to their own devices. Sirius was still home, of course, but he spent most of his time upstairs moping with Buckbeak and when he did come out was rather more likely to cause mischief than to be a responsible adult. As the oldest Weasleys left in the house, Fred and George had decided this meant they had free rein to do as their hearts desired. Naturally, this meant that Ginny had bright green hair and Hermione's pens were dancing away from her every time she reached for one. A few minutes ago, Hermione had finally snapped and begun laying into the twins about how irresponsible they were being and trying to insist that they set everything to rights and then leave them alone. Ginny had joined in and now there was a full scale argument making it difficult for Shallan to think. She narrowed her eyes as she contemplated the best way to handle this.
Shallan had been reluctant to use any of the moderate supply of stormlight she had brought with her in case she ended up really needing it later, but she decided that it probably wouldn't hurt anything to use a small bit of it. She flipped to a clean page of her notebook and drew out a fierce image of Molly shaking her finger along with a few other quick sketches that would allow the image to move. “Pattern,” she whispered, “would you like to startle them?” Pattern buzzed excitedly in response, but Shallan quickly shushed him. “We are going to sneak out into the hall where I'm going to attach an image of their mother to you and then...” she continued to whisper instructions as they sneaked around the argument and out into the hall. She infused Pattern with stormlight and triggered the illusion before quickly slipping back into the room to watch the results.
She had just gotten back to the table when Molly's voice boomed from the door, “Fred! George! What is the meaning of this?! I told you to leave the girls alone!”
Everyone immediately froze and looked toward the door while Fred and George jumped away from the others, “Mum!” “We didn't know” “you were” “already back!” “Of course” “we were” “being nice” “to the girls” “anyway, but...” they trailed off in confusion as the image of their mother flickered out and died and they noticed Shallan trying and failing to hide her snickering.
Ginny was the first to figure out what must have happened, “Whoa! You can do wandless magic? That was a really impressive illusion! How did you do it? What else can you do?!”
Shallan shrugged. She was getting much better at understanding English, but was still shaky when it came that fast and still not particularly confident speaking it herself. “It is... not your magic... Ummm...” she pulled out the sphere she had already pulled some of the stormlight from. “I am a...” she searched briefly for an appropriate English word and gave up “lightweaver, so I use these,” she held up the sphere, “to... to make things.”
Hermione began bouncing on her toes, “Oh! But that's fascinating! May I see it?” She held out her hand in question. Shallan handed the sphere to her and Hermione examined it carefully. “Oh wow. That looks like an emerald! And it glows... Can you show us how you do it?”
Shallan nodded, “Sure,” as she took the sphere back, “um, what should I make?”
Ginny grinned at her, “Can you show us your boyfriend?”
Shallan gave her a slightly sad smile and turned to her notebook to draw out the sketch of Adolin that she would need for the illusion. She breathed more of the stormlight in from the sphere so that she was just slightly glowing and breathed it out as she created an illusion of Adolin standing there grinning at them in his impeccable Kholin blue uniform. Storms. She had been so caught up in dealing with everything that, even when telling the girls about people from Roshar, she hadn't realized how much she missed him. Seeing her illusion standing there now though... It looked just like him, of course, except that the storming man never stood that still...
She sighed and buried her head in her arms on the table as she wondered what Adolin and Jasnah and the all of the others were doing. She knew Jasnah wouldn't give up on her, but, storms, she didn't know where she was, how did Jasnah have any chance? A gentle touch on her shoulder pulled her back and she looked up to see that Ginny had slid into the seat next to her and was now giving her a concerned look. Shallan didn't have the English to fully explain, so she just shrugged as she whispered, “I miss them.” She let Ginny pull her into a hug as she put herself back together. It wasn't easy, but then nothing in her life ever seemed to be.
The others looked on somewhat helplessly as Ginny comforted Shallan. Hermione desperately cast about for a distraction. She wasn't good at these things like Ginny was, but she did know that her own usual response to being upset was to throw herself into a project. From her interactions with Shallan over the last few days, she figured there was a good chance that Shallan was the same way. Her eyes flew around the room for inspiration and finally lit on the wand that Fred was holding loosely at his side. “Oh! Of course!” She blushed as everyone immediately turned to look at her, “Well, it just occurred to me that we know Shallan has something like magical abilities, but we haven't done anything to test whether she can use our magic.” She looked beseechingly up at Fred, “Could Shallan borrow your wand for a minute, just so we can see if she can use it?”
Ginny rolled her eyes at Hermione,“Really? You think this is what we should be doing right now?” In the mean time, Pattern had buzzed over to Shallan and explained what Hermione was suggesting. Shallan gave Ginny a small smile, “It's ok, I want to know too,” and then looked eagerly over to Hermione. This was good. As long as she didn't think about home she would be fine. Pattern would probably fuss at her later for having too many lies, but it wasn't like there was anything productive she could do.
Fred shrugged curiously and handed Shallan his wand, “Just be careful with with.” Shallan nodded seriously as she reached to accept it, “I will.” When her hand closed around the handle, her eyes widened and she stared down at the wand. She swore she could almost feel it vibrating. “Pattern, what is this thing? It looks like a fancy stick, but...”
“Mmmm, it says it is a wand.”
“Well, yes, that is what they told us, but what is it?”
Pattern seemed to shrug. Shallan could never quite figure out how his twisting mass of lines mimicked human gestures, but he managed it some how. “It says it is a wand.”
Shallan rolled her eyes. Sticks, even fancy, magical sticks, were hopeless. She looked back up at her new friends. “Sorry. I was...distracted.”
Hermione smiled, “That's ok. Do you feel anything from the wand?” Shallan pursed her lips, “Yes, but I don't have the words...”
“Ok, well, let's try something. Your magic system seems to involve light, so let's start there.” Hermione grabbed a pencil, “You move the wand like this and say 'lumos' and the tip of the wand should light up.”
Shallan tried unsuccessfully. She gave a slight sigh. There was no promise this was going to work, and even if it did, she shouldn't have been expecting it to work on the first try. George pulled out his own wand and stepped over to her. “First off you should be holding the wand like this,” he held his wand out in front of him so that she could see and imitate. “Then you move it like this.” He demonstrated the motion and the encouraged her to do it with him, “You don't want to whip the wand around too fast, but you do want a nice smooth motion.” They practiced the motion a couple of times before George was satisfied. “Now, when you get to this point in the motion, you say 'lumos'”. George demonstrated and the tip of his wand lit up. Shallan concentrated as she tried again and, to her delight, the wand tip actually lit this time! Interestingly, casting the spell almost felt like pushing stormlight into something...
She grinned before narrowing her eyes briefly at the wand in contemplation and then laying it carefully on the table. She grabbed her sketchbook and drew out a quick sketch of an axehound. She picked the wand, still lit, back up and, imagining that the light on the end of the wand was stormlight, pushed it out into an illusion of an axehound.
Shallan's whoop of victory was drowned out by Ginny's shriek. Even though she knew on some level that it was just an illusion, she leapt backwards and her voice trembled slightly as she squeeked out, “What is that thing?! It looks like something Hagrid would love...” The twins examined the new image excitedly and Hermione looked it over cautiously. Shallan grinned at them, “It's just an axehound. My brother,” her voice caught slightly, but she pushed it away and kept going, “my brother used to raise them. We keep them as pets back home.”
Having recovered from sudden appearance of the strange creature, Hermione looked back up at Shallan with eyes shining in excitement, “Regardless of what it is, you made it with Fred's wand instead of one of your glowing marbles! We have to get you a wand!”
At this point Ron wandered into the room, “What is all the screaming about?” Ginny gave her brother an unreadable look and pointed at the axehound in the corner. “Oh bloody hell!” He scrambled back towards the door. “That thing has way too many legs! Did Hagrid stop by?”
Ginny smirked at him. Her brother's reaction helped her get past her own, “Nope. Shallan used Fred's wand to create it. It is apparently like a dog where she comes from.”
Ron shook his head. “No way anyone would keep something like that as a pet.”
Ginny rolled her eyes, “I know we wouldn't, but if you grew up with them they would seem normal.”
“If that thing is normal, her world must be completely creepy.”
“Ron! Shallan is right here! If you can't be nice you can just bugger off again.”
Ron threw his hands up in the air and grumbled as he stormed off, “The crazy alien girl shows up with creepy creatures and suddenly she is all anyone cares about....”
Ginny shook her head as she turned back to Shallan. “I'm sorry about my brother. He isn't good at accepting new things.” Shallan nodded with a sigh. “I understand. I also have several brothers and, umm.. they are not always exactly...” she trailed off. She did not want to try to explain her family.
Hermione cut in, “Let's go find Sirius. Maybe he will know how we can get Shallan her own wand.” She led them farther up the house than Shallan had yet been. “You've met Sirius at dinner a few times, but he tends to keep to himself. I don't think he's very happy here.”
As they entered the room, Shallan's eyes were immediately drawn to the large creature in the room. Hermione had immediately turned to talk to Sirius, but Ginny caught Shallan's arm before she could rush over to it. “Whoa, Shallan. Buckbeak is friendly, but you have to meet him properly. Like this.”
She walked slowly until she was in Buckbeak's direct line of sight and then bowed. Buckbeak blinked at her and returned the bow, so she stepped in to stroke his neck.
While Shallan was watching this, Pattern buzzed up beside her “Is that a horse chicken?”
“I don't know anymore than you do, but it certainly looks like it. Storms. And they thought my axehound was strange...” Ginny gestured for Shallan to come closer and bow. It took a little longer this time for Buckbeak to respond, but he eventually did and Shallan stepped closer to join Ginny in stroking his neck. “Ginny, what kind of creature is Buckbeak?” Ginny looked at her slightly surprised, but then shook her head, “I guess you wouldn't know, would you... Buckbeak is a hippogriff.”
Shallan frowned as she examined him. “He can't be happy in this room. Does he even have space to stretch his wings?” Ginny sighed. “I think so? The reason he is here is complicated.” Shallan was distracted from her thoughts by the sound of her name.
“Hey, Shallan!” Hermione called. Shallan promised Buckbeak she would be back later, he was a fascinating creature, and walked over to Hermione and Sirius. “Can you show Sirius your axehound?”
She still had Fred's wand so she nodded as she carefully lit it with Lumos and then pushed the light from the wand into the image. Behind her she heard Buckbeak snort and Ginny calm him.
Sirius raised his eyebrows. “That's a mighty unusual way to use magic.”
Shallan shrugged. “It works.”
“Ah, that it does.”
Hermione cut in impatiently, “Do you see why we need to get her a wand? It's silly for her not to have one when she is capable of that!”
Shallan looked at them, “How would I get one?”
Sirius frowned at her, “That's the question, isn't it. I have more money than I know what to do with, so that's not a problem, but people usually get a wand by going to Ollivander's, and I'm not sure how we are going to get you to Diagon Alley. I'd take you, but Dumbledore won't let me leave the house.”
“Why not?”
“I was accused of a crime I didn't commit. You see...” he proceeded to explain the mess his life had been since the decision to make Peter the real secret keeper. At the end of his story he shook his head “I don't know why I'm telling you all of this. It can't be very interesting.”
Pattern buzzed appreciatively “Mmmm... so many layers of lies...I like this one...He would fit with your guards back on Roshar.” Shallan laughed helplessly at Pattern's comment. “He would, wouldn't he...Oh why do I keep finding myself in this kind of position...” She looked back over to Sirius. “I, ah, might be able to help with a disguise that would let you go out without being caught.”
Sirius's eyes lit up at the idea of being able to escape the house, but Hermione cautiously chimed in, “We'll have to make sure it holds long enough and isn't easily dispelled.”
Sirius wilted when Shallan nodded, but looked back up slightly hopeful when she added. “Yes, but we can test it. If we have enough light, I think it could work.”
Shallan's Journey: Chapter 3, In Which Pattern Declares English Full of Lies
Shallan heard her name and glanced up warily. The group was clearly asking Albus about her, but she had no idea what they were saying and was already trying to process too many things to want to add anything else. The stove woman noticed her looking up and came over with a plate of...something, a fork and a glass filled with a drink that appeared to be some sort of orange juice or wine. Shallan realized that she was hungry and took a deep breath to calm herself before offering the woman a small smile and accepting the plate with a “Thank you” even though she knew it wouldn't be understood. She inspected the food and realized quickly that she had no idea what it was, though at least the utensil was mostly familiar. She took a bite and contemplated it. It was very different, but at least it was edible. The woman gave her an encouraging smile and said something Shallan couldn't understand before bustling back over to the discussion at the table.
As she ate, Shallan worked on talking herself down. You had already figured out you weren't on Roshar. The plant and animal life here is very different – the plants don't retreat into the ground and there are chickens that travel in fire. Of course the food is going to be different. The whole world is different. That also means they are going to have different sensibilities and different ideas about who should do what jobs. Shallan groaned quietly. On an intellectual level that seemed straightforward enough, though it wasn't going to make it any easier to navigate this world. Maybe it would be easier to handle if she viewed the situation as a scholar. She reached this conclusion as she finished her meal, so she carefully set the plate on the ground next to her, opened her sketchbook and began to document what she had seen so far. In addition to helping Shallan organize her thoughts, the acts of writing and drawing always helped to calm her.
Hermione rolled her eyes at the argument raging around her. She supposed it could be possible for the Death Eaters to try something similar to whatever was going on as a way to get a spy into the order, but she really didn't think they were that clever. Dumbledore's story also had too many details that made it clear that this new girl was not from anywhere they had ever heard of for the spy theory to be plausible. She watched the new girl as she pulled out a notebook and appeared to begin writing in it. Hermione smiled. That was something she would do. If you don't know what is going on, read, and if there is nothing to read, write down anything and everything.
Hermione noticed that Dumbledore was now standing quietly off to the side and shaking his head as he watched the argument unfold. She knew he would get his way eventually, he always did, but she supposed that if they didn't get the argument out of their system now it would just start again later. It probably would anyway - from what she could tell the Order seemed to spend an awful lot of time arguing. She pushed her chair back from the table and quietly approached Dumbledore. “May I take the new girl, Shallan, I think you said, up to the library?” He nodded his agreement to her, but kept his attention on the argument.
She smiled as she walked over to Shallan and collected her plate to take it to the sink. Shallan was sufficiently absorbed in her writing that she barely seemed to notice. When Hermione returned she greeted the girl, “Hi Shallan,” and when Shallan looked up pointed to herself “Hermione... Her-my-oh-nee.”
Shallan smiled tentatively back and repeated carefully “Her-my-oh-nee...Her-my-oh-nee...Hermione.” Storms! she thought, at least their language seems to use the same sounds, but they go together in such strange ways.” She watched curiously as the other girl, Hermione, mimed sitting at a table and writing and then gestured towards the stairs. Shallan nodded, tucked her sketchbook, which she was now treating as a notebook, and pen into her bag and stood. She didn't mind sitting on the floor, but she also wouldn't say no to having a proper table or desk to work at.
Shallan followed Hermione up two flights of stairs and a little ways down a hall to a room she decided must be Hermione's bedroom. Here Hermione dug a new notebook (it was always a good idea to have notebooks on hand, and they were so much more practical than doing everything on scrolls) and a few pens and pencils from her trunk before gesturing further down the hall. At the end of the hall Hermione opened a door and gestured for Shallan to enter. Her jaw dropped open as she looked in the room. “Pattern! Look at all of the books!” She stepped into the room and looked around in amazement as Pattern detached himself from her dress to explore the library as well.
Hermione's eyebrows shot up as she heard Shallan exclaim excitedly and saw something seem to float away from her. As Shallan looked around the library, Hermione walked cautiously but curiously toward the... thing? creature? that was now floating around the room. As she approached it she asked, mostly rhetorically, “Hello, and what might you be?”. She was somewhat surprised when the... whatever it was... buzzed back at her with something that almost sounded like it could be words. “I don't know why you are talking to me. Surely you know I won't know your language, you storming girl.”
Shallan turned at Hermione's voice and Pattern's buzzing and saw her examining Pattern with a bewildered look on her face. She laughed slightlyand walked over to join them. “Pattern,”she said pointing at her spren. Then she looked at Pattern pointedly, “This is Hermione. She seems to appreciate writing and books. We should be nice to her. She might be able to help us learn their patterns.”
Pattern swirled around more quickly and responded, “She can't understand what we say anyway.” Shallan raised her eyebrows at him and Pattern began to swirl more slowly again before drifting slightly closer to Hermione and buzzing, “Hermione.”
By this point Hermione was staring wide eyed at the two of them. Her mind was racing as she tried to make sense of what she was seeing and hearing. Dumbledore had said something about Shallan's companion, but seeing it was something else entirely. Apparently Shallan had a constantly changing sentient, talking fractal as a friend, or at least companion. Hermione knew that figuring out how to communicate well with Shallan was going to be a challenge when she decided to rescue her from the chaos downstairs, but now she began to think that she was in even farther over her head than she had realized. She wasn't sure if this Pattern was going to make things easier or harder and bit her lip in concentration wondering where to start before finally nodding and gesturing to the room around her, “library.”
Shallan nodded and made a similar gesture around the room and repeated “library.” They repeated this process with a table, chair, book, pen and pencil before Shallan realized there was no way she was going to remember everything and pulled out her sketchbook. She sat down at the table and began making a list. Hermione sat next to her and watched as Shallan drew small pictures representing each of the words they had covered and then drew out an elongated symbol next to each. After finishing with the library words, Shallan added a small portrait of Albus with his name and Hermione with hers. She then sketched the woman who brought her food and looked questioningly over at Hermione as she pointed to the picture. Hermione broke out into a grin as she realized the elongated symbols must be Shallan's form of writing.
“Oh that's brilliant!” She then pointed to the picture and said “Molly.” Shallan repeated, “Molly,” back and wrote it in next to the picture. Hermione grabbed her own notebook, flipped it open to the first page drew a quick sketch of a book and wrote “book” next to it. She then gestured between the two notebooks. Shallan grinned and nodded as she pushed her notebook over so that Hermione could write each of the words using her script. Pattern hovered over them buzzing with excitement. When she had finished, he commented, “Mmmmm...patterns..not perfect, but close...”
Shallan looked up at him curiously. “What patterns do you see?”
“Mm, her small symbols mostly pair with yours. But not all... chair has too many...”
Shallan thought about this for a second before nodding to herself and flipping to the next page of her notebook where she wrote out each letter of the Alethi alphabet while Hermione watched curiously. Shallan then pointed to the first symbol and spoke its sound while looking at Hermione expectantly. Hermione repeated the sound and drew the appropriate letter or blend of letters next to it. When they finished, Hermione pursed her lips. The chart they had just made was mostly accurate, but not completely. She pointed to the letter “g”, which she had written next to the symbol Shallan had indicated was for the hard g sound and gave both the hard and soft g sounds. Shallan raised her eyebrows. Hermione thought for a moment and then pulled over her notebook and said “gem” as she wrote the word, underlined the “g” and repeated the soft g sound. She then repeated the process with the word “gap.”
Shallan sighed. Of course. Hermione's script wasn't completely phonetic. That would have been too easy. Well, at least it did actually use letters and she wasn't going to have to learn a huge collection of glyphs. They made another pass through the chart with Hermione giving some of the most common alternate ways to form the sounds. Pattern watched this process somewhere between amused and annoyed. “Mmmm, this is a terrible pattern. Full of all kinds of lies.” Shallan glared at him.“That may be, but it is going to let us understand the people here.”
They spent the rest of the afternoon naming objects to slowly increase Shallan's vocabulary. Shallan found the process to be a strange combination of tedious and exhilarating. There were so many words to try to remember, but learning something new was always exciting.
Dinner that night thankfully involved many fewer people than lunch had. Hermione introduced Shallan and Pattern to Molly, Ginny, Ron, Fred and George and made the twins promise to at least give Shallan time to adjust before including her in any pranking. She told them about how they had spent the afternoon and asked Mrs. Weasley if they happened to have any pictures books that might be useful for helping Shallan learn English. It turned out that the Weasley's had a large selection of picture books that could read themselves to children, so there was an expedition to the burrow to collect them and bring them back to headquarters.
Ron had no patience for spending the day helping Shallan and Pattern with English, and Hermione angrily kicked out the twins after Pattern caught them teaching Shallan lies, but Hermione, Ginny, Shallan, and Pattern spent the next several days focused on getting to a point where they could communicate things that required more than gestures and pointing. Whenever Shallan felt like her capacity for new words and grammar was saturated, they took breaks during which she would teach the other girls a little Alethi.
Pattern naturally caught on more quickly and so occasionally wandered off to discover what kinds of lies the twins were creating. The fact that he was able to warn Ginny and Hermione of the pranks the twins were setting up helped the girls to accept him and quickly become fond of him despite the fact that Shallan was unable to satisfactorily explain the idea of spren. Ginny giggled that having Pattern as a friend was way better for spying than those extendable ears her brothers had created. Shallan laughed along and thanked the Almighty that there weren't other Cryptics here to bond with the boys. She could only imagine where that would lead.
Harry Potter Cosplay
So a while ago, I found this harry potter (in character) vlog thing, it had multiple episodes and there was Romione and Drarry, I know it was on YouTube, I just can’t find it anymore. I know one of the first episodes was a Christmas one, where The Golden trio + Draco were playing games, Ron gets offended by Draco (by accident) and Hermione gets so drunk that she dares Harry and Draco to kiss under the mistletoe. I wanted to find it again, and I’ve been looking through my watch history on YouTube, and even my search history, but I couldn’t find it and I was wondering if anyone else knew what I was talking about and knew what the series was called or who the creator was so I could find it again. If I end up finding it, I’ll reblog this post with what it is so others could watch it (if it’s still up that it)
Snape: Miss Granger, pay attention or serve detention.
Hermione: Make me.
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Draco: (in a distance) like one of my french girls.
Hermione: What
Draco: What
Snape: What
Hogwarts: What
Penelope was bent over a book, taking notes in a well-loved journal as she read, all but blind to her surroundings. It was lucky that she had long perfected the art of automatic note-taking, or her notes would resemble gibberish at best. It was so nice to spend an afternoon outside of the office (god knows she spends too much time there as it is). She was totally absorbed in her reading, and nearly jumped out of her skin when someone tapped on her shoulder. Penelope spun, letting out a relieved sigh when she saw Hermione Granger. “I haven’t, I’m sorry,” Pen answered the other witch’s question. She could empathize, she had favorite writing utensils too. Pen held up the muggle pen she was using as additional proof. “Do you want help looking?”
Hermione liked doing paperwork at a cafe, she found the ambient noise of it to be similar to her time in the Hogwarts Library, where she really trained herself to study and work. Working in silence was great but sometimes a little eerie. The only thing she had to make sure of was that the paperwork wasn’t anything confidential, not that she thought anyone would be particularly enthralled by the confidential documents pertaining to SPEW anyway. Reaching for her quill she was confused when her hand only felt the table. “What-” where was her quill? No it was her favourite quill! Her parent’s had bought it for her 18th birthday. “I’m so sorry-” she said, tapping the person beside her on their shoulder “you didn’t accidentally pick up a quill just here did you? I’ve managed to misplace it within twenty seconds of putting it down” she asked.
HP headcannon
TW: A shit load of reading. tears, and feels, lots of them. Also this was inspired by the sentence in bold which I was going to use in my standardized test writing section. And this makes no sense chronologically (im adhd af alright.)
Voting is important because if there was a vote then Sirius Black wouldn’t have spent 12 worthless years in Azkaban and harry wouldn’t have been raised in an abusive household rather with wolfstar dadfoot and mommy.
Harry would’ve known all about the marauders and by the time he enters Hogwarts he knows all the secret passages and where to find the map. He also knows where to hide from Filtch, prefects doing their rounds and teachers. Harry has long since been an animagus. He would’ve entered knowing all about his parents (siriusly all about them, good and the bad.) he would have entered being a pranking god and reusing some of his dads old tricks. Every time Harry pranks he gets a howler from Sirius about how proud he in which sirius proceeds to flirt w Dumbledore, gossip w Minnie, tell Draco to tell his dad that he’s a bitch, also tell Draco that if he doesn’t stay over for christmas he will have to listen to Sirius sending a howler everyday of him singing, and then Sirius going on to roast tf outta snivellus and properly cuss him out (he also adds in some hair flips and talks ab how supperior he is.) Harry 100% would call minerva Minnie and Minnie would be like a grandma who visited a l l t h e t I m e. He would be a flying god by the time he enters Hogwarts and is immediately on the team (Sirius likes to credit himself but we all know it was Minnies excellent coaching.) In first year when he has to get the sorcerers stone he roasts tf outta voldy “I thought a bitch who couldn’t kill a fucking baby said sum,” “no literally mate you coulda just thrown me out the window but noooo,” “don’t talk to me till you get a nose you fuckin wanker.” Harry would’ve flirted with Dumbledore to get out of detentions. Harry would’ve grown up hearing stories about Regulas and about Sirius’s family and how he was brought up. Instead of shutting down Malfoy he would’ve frickin adopted him and they would be bffs; as close as Sirius and James. Malfoy would 100% join in on pranks and plan some of them but he would never get caught. Harry hating Lockhart and cONSTANTLY pranking him (almost as much as he pranks snivey) Harry constantly reminding him of how his uncles repeatedly outranked him for the hottest wizard award. When Harry is sorted he would’ve been a MAJOR hat stall because the hat would really push for him to be in his true house *cough cough slytherin* but harry doesn’t want to leave Malfoy, he also doesn’t want to leave Minnie nor does he want to leave his parents house (and uncles) and most of all, he doesn’t want ANYTHING to do with Snape. Instead he meets Ron and Mione in the house and introduces them to Draco, at first Draco really doesn’t like them but once he starts to know them he questions his families teaching (silently of course) and decides he doesn’t want to be like them. Harry being bffs with Nott, Zabini and Pansy (they were all actually crucial in the taking down of the dark lord. When Harry hangs out with them it's just all sass and sarcasm and dark jokes (the number of people they have SCARRED). Draco and Mione being the only responsible ones and help them study all the time. Draco and Harry never sitting separately and if they do they always find some other way to communicate. Draco and Harry sitting at each others house tables ALL THE TIME and it really pisses Snape off (that may or may not be why they do it.) Draco hating Snape with a passion and yelling at him whenever he’s mean to Mione. All four of them having nicknames for each other. Draco and Mione came up w a playbook together with long elaborate shit like “initiate Page 387 paragraph 4 up section 3 clause 12.” Draco and Mione tying for first every year. God help everyone when they start to compare owls. TH E S L E E P O V E R S. All of them spending so much time in the kitchens. Draco is soooo nice to house elves because of that and actually co-founds S.P.E.W. Draco and his Slytherin friends sleeping in the Gryffindor common rooms because the password is too bigoted and they refuse to say it. The golden trio promptly begins to help, Mione looks for a spell to reverse it, Harry and Ron forcefully trying to remove the portrait meanwhile Neville brings snacks, blankets and says that they did a good job (Neville also being the one the Slytherins go to when they feel bad because of blood supremacy, Neville promptly reminding them that the fact that you feel bad and refuse it shows how good you truly are.) All of them are Neville defence squad and Neville supremacy 100%. They all repeatedly tell him how they would die for him. Draco hating Bellatrix for what he did to Neville. Draco and Harry immediately trade schedules to see what classes they share and swapping common room passwords. Draco is actually an heir of Slytherin but they all know its not him doing the attacks. Draco being with Harry in the chamber and trying his best to call off the basilisk while also telling Tom how he disgraces the Slytherin name. Draco being so nice to muggle-borns and creates a club where he helps them adjust to the Wizarding World (Sirius hears and promptly send sweets and howlers about how proud he is saying “I knew he was good oh you Lucius spawn you I’m so proud.”) Draco being really happy because Sirius knows that the Sacred 28 families look down upon affection so he doesn’t get told this by his parents. Sirius dotes on Draco always giving him affection because of this. The first time it happened Draco was like “what is this” and the golden trio’s heart broke, from then on they always display physical affection to him, hand holding, hugs forehead kisses, pet names you name it.) Draco also crying a lot because it’s the first time he’s had this since he was like 2 and doesn’t think he deserves it because of how his parents are. Draco threatening anyone who says shit about any of them and the four being as close as the marauders (so much so that all the teachers have flashbacks and ptsd from all the pranks.) Harry H A T I N G Snape for all the shit he did and calling him snivellus. Sirius hears and cries because he’s so fucking proud. Harry having to be held back from tackling Snape anytime he makes a lily reference. God have mercy for anyone who was unfortunate enough to be there when he saw snapes patronus because “it’s not love you nazi bitch! you fucking betrayed her and then got all but hurt you stalker esque bitch.” Remus literally keeping Sirius 100% in the loop when he is dada teacher man knows everything going on. Harry going to Hogsmade only to see Sirius “coincidentally” there. Sirius and Draco actually having a lot in common and Sirius completely loves the kid like wtf he’s Malfoy blood I have to hate him. When Voldey returns Draco beating up anyone who calls Harry a liar. Draco working as a spy for the order and doing little undetected acts of rebellion to help Harry. Instead of outright trying to be disowned Draco just uses everything to his advantage and is on the umbitch (Draco came up w the name) too spy yet again and healing anyone who had to use the fucking quill. In seventh year Draco and Neville begin to really work together and really like each other (platonically though) but god they are so FUCKING SARCASTIC WHEN THEY’RE TOGETHER. Draco teaching Occulmency and how to pretend like you're being Cruciod. Draco and Neville being actual besties. At the battle of Hogwarts Draco saving both Sirius and Remus and calls them both dad (they both teared up a LOT.) In the battle of Hogwarts Sirius shows up and fuckin runs over voldy w his motorcycle, Sirius also bringing a machine gun and going insane. Draco ends up killing nagini and his aunt. Draco also being known as a savior.
sometimes the right opinion is unpopular (lol, jk, not trying to start any ship wars)
BUT, I AM!
Romione supremacy! Long live Ron and Hermione's superior love.
No idea if this is still unpopular opinion but romione is the best developed relationship in books. They had a genuine love for one another as friends and respected one another and they were truly in love. Even after all these years, they are still my favorite couple because their relationship wasnt built on lust but pure love ❤️
Hey, sometimes the right opinion is unpopular (lol, jk, not trying to start any ship wars). But yes, it was clearly evident that there was a path and a side story for these two and is such a shame that it is often overlooked. Romione will always and forever be my favorite literary couple (even if the movies did them dirty).
sección. Savias que...
habrá como mínimo 3 curiosidades .
there will be at least 3 curiosities.
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sabias que: Tom es una variante de Tomás o Thomas (Hebreo) Que significa “El hermano gemelo”. ( raro... no tengo mas que decir) (almenos según lo que conseguí encontrar.)
sabias que: Harry (teutón) significa “Caudillo militar, con su ejercito domina el territorio”.( simplemente curioso)
sabias que: Hermione es una variante de Herminda (griego) que significa “La que anuncia”. (algo adecuando, no les parece?)
sabias que: Ronald (teutón) “inteligente con poder divino. poderoso al extremo”. (algo que es, a mi opinión, algo irónico).
English
Did you know that: Tom is a variant of Thomas or Thomas (Hebrew) Which means "The twin brother". (weird ... I have nothing more to say) (at least according to what I managed to find.)
Did you know that: Harry (Teuton) means "Military leader, with his army he dominates the territory." (just curious)
Did you know: Hermione is a variant of Herminda (Greek) that means "The one who announces". (something suitable, don't you think?)
Did you know: Ronald (Teuton) “intelligent with divine power. powerful to the extreme ”. (something that is, in my opinion, somewhat ironic).
After The War: What Happened To Out Favourite Characters?
So I’ve been reading some fics and hanging around the fandom. And I see a lot of things about what our favourite witches and wizards get up to after Hogwarts. I’m going to share some of my thoughts. The epilogue and Cursed Child don’t exist in this. Good that? Continue. HARRY POTTER Job: Harry, I think, would fit well as the DADA professor at Hogwarts. A final fûck you to old Voldy, yea? Besides, he would’ve been tired of fighting. Tired of playing the part. He’d fit well as the laid back DADA professor. I like to imagine he’d be sort of like Lupin. One thing I think might happen, but am not sure about, is that he’d go to the Americas. Get away from everything. Love: I honestly think he wouldn’t get with Ginny. From what I understand of him and would give an educated guess on, he would take that as a reminder of everything that happened. The war. The deaths. He might be with her for a while, try and appease everyone. But he’d just see Fred. He’d start to drift. Become distant. DRACO MALFOY
Job: While I don’t want this to happen, it might be possible that he’d be kicked out of Wizarding world in Britain. If he wasn’t, he would’ve became a Healer or an Auror(sp?). If he could get a job after the war, he probably would’ve faced prejudice and a bunch of shit. He might’ve left on his own. Obviously not giving up on magic, but just leaving all that shit behind. I think he’d become a Muggle movie star. Playing different roles. Not having to face who he is. Being able to believe, even fleetingly, that he wasn’t Draco Lucius Malfoy former Death Eater. Besides, he’d be good at it. He had to lie all the time. Mask his real feelings. Be someone he wasn’t. Etc. Love: Who knows? I ship Drarry aggressively so I’m inclined to believe that would find its way to work. Though he wouldn’t get with a Greengrass. Or Pansy. Also, he definitely wasn’t straight.
GINNY WEASLEY
Job: Chaser. It’s pretty well agreed upon that she’d become a Chaser for some team or another. I don’t really have much more thoughts. Love: Again, not Harry. I’m not sure how this would go about; she might realise that she was only really attracted to a Harry because he saved her. She might still love Harry but because she’s Ginny fucking Weasley who’s awesome, she’d forgive him.
NEVILLE LONGBOTTOM
Job: Herbology professor at Hogwarts. I’m firmly seated in this belief. Love: Not sure. I like to believe he’d get with Luna Lovegood. They just seem to work perfectly with each other. LUNA LOVEGOOD
Job: Who knows? I think she’d either become a professor at Hogwarts(unlikely, but if so, she’d be Care Of Magical Creatures) or a writer for The Quibbler. Love: Again, who the hell knows? It’s Luna. I learned a long time ago not to try and predict what she’ll do or assume anything about her. Nope. Still, I’m inclined to believe she’d get with Neville.
HERMIONE GRANGER
Job: She’d definitely become the Mistress of Magic(Or Minister of Magic). After that, I’m inclined to believe she’d be the headmistress of Hogwarts. It seems the sort of occupation she’d do. Of course, she’d still be an activist. SPEW would have become a national organisation and succeeded in its mission. Then, of course, she’d move on to other ambitions. Each more noble than the last. No matter how ridiculous they’d sound, how impossible, she’d always achieve them. Love: Now this is a hard one to answer. I don’t like Romione and personally think it’d never work. Maybe they got married but then got divorced after a year or two. I don’t think she’d do much with love.
RON WEASLEY
Job: Auror. I’m certain of this. 100 p% certain. Love: As I stated before, Hermione but then they broke up/ got a divorce. After that, I’m not sure what.
My feelings are strong though few.