#hogwarts

AU! harry’s lacrosse player & draco’s cheerleader

James: You’re being selfish. The marauders work together because we’re a team

Sirius: There’s no “I” in team but there is a “me”

James (squinting at Sirius): Are you dyslexic?

Sirius (rolling his eyes): I’m Caucasian

James (creeping up to Sirius’ bed to scare him)

James (ripping the curtains open): Surprise- bitch what the fuck!

Sirius and Remus (behind the curtains and red faced):

James:

Lily (laughing in the common room because she knew Sirius and Remus went up there by themselves and she suggested James go scare Sirius):

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‘What Is This?’ Part Two.

Part 1 Link

Reader x Poly Marauders

Contents: Abortion, Angst, Abusive Acts, Swearing, Sadness and way too much use of the word 'you’.

After 11 years of living there, someone knocked on your door

It was Albus Dumbledore.

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You were in noticeable shock and gasped.

'Fucking Hell’ You thought.

“Indeed Ms L/N” Dumbledore smiled.

“Don’t do that” you stated coldly.

“Ms L/N, I have an inquiry and would like to be let in.” He gave 'that’ look with his sparkling eyes.

Oh, but you knew that look all too well. It was the same look he gave you when you played a prank on Barty Crouch Jr. and he wanted information out of you.

“No. Say it now” you were not budging this time.

No one ever spoke to the old Professor that way and it was clear to see. He looked slightly alarmed but gathered his usual composure quickly.

“I want you for the Defence Against the Dark Arts Position and Hogwarts.” He still gave you his warm attitude.

You took several moments.

You had all this success and Fame… Why should you leave a relationship? The relationship in which for a fact you knew he was sleeping with other women… But your career, where most of your job was done because you did such a good job at your job… The Dog… That you were thinking of getting.

'Why am I staying?’ You questioned.

“September First I’ll start I suppose. And I want a big office none of those shitty corner offices… And I want a higher pay than the rest of the” you stated your wants clearly to the professor.

“Done and Done… Professor L/N” He smiled.

“Thank you… Sir” you shook his hand and quickly shut the door. With your back leaning against the closed door… For the first time in eleven years, you began crying. You mourned for the eleven years you spent without your boys. The life you could have had.

After a good half, an hour of crying you composed yourself.

It was August 30th 1995. Albus was a little late with the offer you had to say. But… A little part of you was excited. Life was slowly getting better.

Your bag had been packed for years now. That should have been the first sign to leave. But you were scared like always. You wrote a quick note to your boyfriend saying your goodbye and telling him how to sort all your affairs.

You left the apartment you have had for a decade. A decade of wasted useless memories… If you could even call them that.

The Leaky Cauldron is where you decided to reside. It was where you spent a lot of your teenage years with your ex-boyfriends.

Tom the owner recognised you immediately not for your fame but from when you were younger. It was a nice refresher.

Unfortunately the Jet Lag really got to you and you ended up sleeping for 36 hours. You were late for the grand feast at Hogwarts.

The feast started at 7:00 pm it was now 7:15 pm.

“Shit. Shit. Shit” you began quickly getting dressed and putting on your make-up with very useful enchantments.

You quickly grabbed your two suitcases and ran down the rickety old stairs.

“Bye Ms L/N” Tom the Owner gave you his famous welcoming smile.

“Nice seeing you Tom” you waved goodbye and quickly hopped into the fireplace and floo* away.

You arrived just outside the great hall where Filch was with his scrawny little cat.

'That Thing is still alive" You thought.

“Hey Filch” you gave him you cheeky grin.

“No, Not you it’s bad enough with the others” He snapped.

“Others?” You mumbled to yourself.

“Anyways, would you kindly take my luggage up to my room” You gave him a darling smile “and if you even try to open it will bite”

He grumbled and snatched the two cases off you.

You began making your way to the entranceway to the great hall when you heard a distant 'ouch’ from Filch. You chuckled to yourself knowing you still got it.

The doors were closed meaning you were going to have to make a dramatic entrance and not a quiet one like you hoped. You quickly took out your wand and swung the doors open with power.

The students and staff were greeted with an enormity of wind from the doors and you.

You made your way in boots clicking on the floor.

The hall was silent all eyes were on you.

Then there was a “HOLY FUCK THAT’S Y/N L/N THE AUROR” and the hall erupted into chatter.

Then you saw them. Remus, James and Sirius. Looking at you with mixed emotions of Shook, Anger and Sadness.

You greeted Dumbledore and he showed you your seat right beside Hagrid and… Remus.

’Fuck’

You promptly sat down not even acknowledging the werewolf beside you who was staring at you with all his might.

The chattering was still going on to which Dumbledore shouted 'SILENCE’.

Boom. The hall was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

“Now, Professor L/N is going to be the new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher so I think we should give her a proper welcome”

The whole hall erupted into applause but you didn’t stand up. You were used to standing ovations this was nothing you were not really bothered.

The clapping quietened down and everyone went back to their meals.

Hagrid made light conversation with you and offered you food around five times but you could!’t eat you felt sick with them around.

They all took turns glaring daggers at you.

You just remained staring at your lap the whole time.

“Erm Y/N-” Remus’ soft voice started.

You quickly got up from your chair,

“I think I am going to retire for the night, Goodnight Professor Hagrid” he nodded to you with a concerned smile and you quickly got up and left the room.

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It was the next day and you started your first lesson with First Years. They were all scared and new so it was easy to get things done and it was a quiet class. Next was a set of Fifth Years in which you threatened maybe too harshly so they were quiet for the rest of the lesson.

Now it was third years.

They were all filing in and about to sit down.

“Don’t sit down” you said flatly.

“Assort yourself Alphabetically statting with A’s at the front”. It took about three minutes for everyone to get into their seats which took a bit of shouting from you to get them to move faster.

You then went through the role.

“Pansy Parkinson”. “ Here, Professor”

“Parvarti Patil” “Here”

“Harry…”

'What the actual Fuck… THEY PROCREATED’ Your mind was racing.

There it read 'Potter-Lupin-Black’. This was going to be shit.

“Harry Potter-Lupin-Black” you repeated stiffly.

“H-here Professor” “Don’t Stutter. It lets your opponents know you’re scared” you gave him 'the look’.

He gulped and looked down.

You got on with the role and class began.

“So, what defensive spells do you know?” You asked.

No one put their hand up.

“Did you learn anything in the past 2 years?” You snapped in and the students all jumped.

A girl with curly brown hair put her hand up.

“Yes?” You questioned.

“Eh s-stu-”

“Don’t stutter” you cut her off.

She quickly composed herself not looking you in the eye.

“Stupify,” she said more confidently.

“Name?”

“Hermione Granger,” she said quickly still refusing to look you in the eye.

“Next?” You questioned.

Then the one you knew to be Harry put up his hand. There was no questioning that he was James’ son, He looked almost identical… Except for the eyes. You have seen them somewhere but you couldn’t put your finger on it.

“Go”

“The disarming spell,” he said proudly.

“And it’s name?” You questioned.

“Expelliarmus”

“Okay, any others?” You quickly moved off from him.

No one out their hand up.

“Are you serious? Does anyone know anything? Merlin’s saggy balls. Who was your teacher?” You wondered how they knew absolutely nothing.

“Eh… Professor Lockhart” a girl told you.

“That dumbass? No wonder?” You rolled your eyes.

“I think expelliarmus works quite well” Harry said.

“What?” You asked him

“It does is a really good spell… Do we need much more?” The boy questioned pathetically.

“Oh I’m sorry”

“What?” He asked looking confused.

“I’m sorry. Why don’t you get up here and teach the class? You seem to know quite a lot about disarming spells Mr Potter-Lupin-Black. I didn’t mean to impose on your magical ability.” You were harsh but it was necessary.

“I eh- erm”

“What did I say about stuttering?” You snapped “It seems the great Harry Potter-Lupin-Black thinks one can get through life by simply snatching someone’s wand! Believe me Harry there are much worse ways someone can threaten you without a wand. Ways your mindless brain couldn’t even comprehend. Do you think I got where I am today by simply disarming someone Potter?” You were now leaning over the poor boy giving him daggers.

“No… And it’s Potter-Lupin-Black” he looked down shamefully.

“It’s Potter in this class. And don’t you dare correct me again.” The class was in terror and the boy was shaking.

“Give me your wand Potter” you held your hand out to take it from him.

’“But prof-” he started to whine.

“Looks like your precious disarming spell might come in handy Potter. Give me the fucking wand” He quickly put the wand in your hand and you placed it on your desk

“You shall not get this back until you write a list of every defensive spell you can find in your textbook and library and write them all down with what their purpose is and the motion used. All of you will do it and it should be on my desk, next class” The class collectively groaned.

“Class is dismissed for the day” you waved them off.

“But professor the bell has not rung yet” the Granger girl said.

“I am the professor and what I say goes. Now, leave all of you!” You sort of shouted the kast bit and they all scattered out the class room.

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It was dinner time but you decided to skip out and start writing. You were writing a book on all your best wizarding battles in America.

You were sitting at your desk with the dim candlelight shining on your face accentuating your featured and Suddenly your door burst open with the three men you knew more than yourself came in.

You didn’t look up and kept writing.

“Threatening Our Son now L N” James snarled.

“Would have been nice of you to knock” you smirked to yourself still not giving them your full attention.

“Oh cut the crap L/N, You’re not impressing anyone” Sirius’s infamous voice rang in your ears.

“Wasn’t trying to, I think I am enough for all my adoring fans” you finally looked up at them and gave them a cheeky grin.

They hadn’t changed much in eleven years.

The three men stood there looking very tall and assertive.

Most of Remus’ scars had faded there were just one or two new ones. You knew every single scar on his body since you used to kiss each one after a full moon. He had some dark eyebags which wasn’t surprising since the full moon was only 2 days away.

Sirius had grown a beard which made him look older, mature and sexier. His eyes were still the same mysterious grey colour that at times you couldn’t stop looking at them. They consumed you.

James was still buff from quidditch. His hair was no longer as messy and as unruly as you remembered. He still had a mischievous glint in his eyes and smile lines embedded in his face from his famous 'Potter Smirk’ as Marlene McKinnon used to refer to it.

“See you’re still sitting on your fat ego” James smirked.

“Oh don’t worry Potter, couldn’t nearly compare to yours. Looks like you still have two bitches kissing your ass every night” you smiled which seemed to infuriate the three men more.

“Give me Harry’s wand” Remus spoke up in an angered tone.

“Oh no the big bad wolf is mad. Oh Please Remus don’t blow my house down after all I’m just an innocent little girl” you teased.

Sirius looked like he was about to pounce.

“Easy there mutt don’t want to go barking up the wrong tree, do we?” You were having the time of your life.

“We are all adults we can remain civil” James tried to calm the room.

“Not to worry Jamsie I won’t do nothing… Just having a little fun”

“Seemed to be having a lot of fun being a bitter bitch to my son? Jealous L/N” Sirius questioned.

“Your son can’t even rub two brain cells together to come up with a better spell than expelliarmus” you snorted.

“Typical L/N ignoring the question. I asked if you were jealous? Huh L/N. Oh I get it she’s scared again” You quickly pulled your wand out and pointed it right at him.

James and Remus quickly pulled out their’s.

“Say it fucking again Black. I dare you. I could do things that not even Grindlewald could fathom” you seethed.

“Look at you again. Putting up all these walls cause your scared. You act all tough with your top Auror position but deep down you are a scared little Bitch” He smirked.

“And you don’t fo the same thing Black? Hows Mummy?” You snarled.

“Okay, what crawled up your bitter arse and died?” He shouted.

“YOUR FUCKING CHILD” you screamed back and immediately realised what you said and clamped your hand over your mouth and gasped.

You couldn’t believe what you just said.

The room went deadly silent.

It was terrifying.

Then there was a burst of laughter from Remus.

Followed by the two other men.

You started laughing as well.

For the first time in years, you had a proper laugh.

The laughing went on for a good minute until it died down to a few chuckles. You were all wiping the tears from your eyes.

“Fucking hell” James sighed still laughing a little.

The room was in comfortable silence for a few moments.

“You are right” you admitted.

“What?” They all questioned at the same time.

“I am scared. I’ve been scared for the last thirteen years. I was scared for a child… Then I left and was scared to leave my stupid boyfriend and I am scared to face you.” You hated to admit it but ur was true.

“I’m sorry. Truly I am I don’t regret what I did though. I don’t want children. Never have and never will. I do regret leaving you though. But then at the same time, I don’t because I think you could have fought harder to find me. But you didn’t” you had tears in your eyes threatening to spill.

“It was better that you left anyways” Sirius said.

You knew what he was going to say the one thing you didn’t want to them to say but it was gojng to happen.

“We were cheating on you” There it was.

Deep down you knew it all along.

“How is Lily doing?” You asked. It was Lily it had always been Lily. They loved her first and she would always be first. The girl with emerald green eyes and flaming red hair. They told you not to worry about her but you knew and you were right. No matter who you were you would always be the second choice. Because why choose Y/N L/N when they can have Lily Evans.

“How di-”

“Wha-”

“This was a mistake” you stood up from your desk and walked to your room. You grabbed your suitcases not been unpacked yet. And grabbed your book from the desk.

“Tell Dumbledore I am sorry but something else came up” you stated flatley.

“Y/N-” Remus started but you cut him off.

“I refuse to be second choice again not with you or this job. He wanted you first and you refused… For the first time in my life, I’m not going to be second… Goodbye, My Loves, I’m sorry” With that you stepped into the fireplace and vanished in the flames.

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Harry came into the Potter-Lupin-Black household holding a book in his hand.

“Hey Look what I found in the Muggle Book shop” Harry came in and showed his three fathers.

It was a light lilac book, average size with gold accents.

On the cover, it read 'to my first choice, from your second - Y/N L/N’

I’M BACK LOVES!!!

sorry I went M.I.A. I am studying A lot because I have a Big Exam in June so yk. Also, I’m a lazy Bitch. Anyways you can now stop your enquiring about when will Part Two be out. It’s here now also on April Fool’s Day it’s not a joke though I promise. Also Happy Birthday to the Weasley Twins who are both very alive and well. Sorry for the like Year-long wait.

See you guys later xx

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EMA in Hogwart’s Train

To whom it may concern,

By the time you read this I will be dead, my only hope is that you expose the greatest dark wizard of our time and destroy his horcrux, in the hope that he will one day meet his end.

Harry Potter thought he had learned all of Albus Dumbledore’s secrets the night before the Dark Lord fell, but the believed to be deceased wizard had shared his biggest secret with nobody, except his friend and noted dark wizard Gellert Grindlewald. The desire of the two young men to ascend to positions of ultimate power and overturn the statute of secrecy did not wane as they grew older, but rather intensified and grew in malevolence. Both men desired the Deathly Hallows in the belief that they would grant them immortality. However, they both knew that there could only be one master of death, and so Dumbledore educated Grindlewald on the subject of horcruxes. After much argument and deliberation it was decided that Gellert would have the Hallows and Albus would have horcruxes. Now all that was needed was a sacrificial victim and a vessel to contain the soul fragment. I do not know what the vessel is. I can only speculate that it may be the phoenix Fawkes, or perhaps Dumbledore made the vessel a completely random object, so that it may never be round. The identity of the horcrux aside, the choice of victim must have been an easy one.

After the funeral of Arianna Dumbledore, Grindlewald and Dumbledore went their separate ways. This was of course part of the plan but the two men were in nearly constant correspondence. The Hallows remained to be found, and it is likely that during the years they spent apart, resentment began to grow between the pair. Grindlewald’s frustration at not yet achieving immortality caused him to act rashly and eager to prove his power, he began his string of murders. Meanwhile Dumbledore was living up to his status as head boy and had secured employment at Hogwarts within a few years.  It wasn’t long before he set about concealing the horcrux books under the false pretence of protecting students from their contents. His real plan was to prevent any other student from following in his footsteps and posing a threat to his ascent to power.

The resentment between Dumbledore and Grindlewald must have reached its peak when Gellert announced himself as a dark lord and began to gather a significant 
following independent of Albus. This was not part of the plan and Dumbledore must have assumed that Grindlewald did not want to share power. Urged by the international magical community and no doubt by his own fury at Gellert for betraying him and had obtaining the Elder Wand without informing him, Dumbledore challenged and beat Grindlewald in wizard combat. Now he had a horcrux and one of the hallows, and was soon offered the post of Headmaster at Hogwarts which he gracefully accepted.

Dumbledore was offered the position of the minister of magic on many occasions and would have accepted, if it wasn’t for the one man who posed a threat to his sole dominion. Dumbledore had often suspected Tom Riddle of attempting to access the horcrux books during his time at Hogwarts but had grossly underestimated Tom’s ambition and magical prowess. Eager to maintain his favorable opinion in the eyes of his fellow wizards Dumbledore fought against Lord Voldemort as best he could, and was among those praised the highest when Voldemort was ‘defeated’ in 1981. Voldemorts downfall was not good news for Dumbledore who strongly suspected that Riddle had made horcruxes and this meant his plan to seize control was again delayed. 

You will of course be familiar with the story of Harry Potter. He was and still is a good man and righteous to the core. What made it easy for Dumbledore is that good men are predictable and easy to manipulate. It had been nearly eighty years since Dumbledore created his horcrux and his greed in obtaining the resurrection stone meant that his horcrux would be put to the test. When Harry Potter met with Dumbledore 'inside his head’ on the day Potter was 'killed’ little did he know Dumbledore had been inside him since the previous summer. When Dumbledore’s soul had been ripped from his body by Severus Snape it latched onto Harry Potter much like Voldemort’s had when he had failed to kill Harry back in 1981. When Voldemort destroyed his seventh, unintentional horcrux he did not destroy Dumbledore who was using Harry as a host body not as a horcrux, much like Voldemort used Quirrel. 

The rest of the story remains uncertain. But what I do know is that the recent strain of attacks on muggles and muggle-borns is because of the direct or indirect actions of Albus Dumbledore in whatever form he is taking. I have scoured the Forbidden Forrest for the resurrection stone but it is gone. The portrait of Albus Dumbledore at Hogwarts has been vacant for ten years. It is the only portrait of Albus Dumbledore in existence which suggests to me that Dumbledore has returned to a physical body once more.

It occurred to me that these facts were not absolute proof of his return. That is why I searched Dumbledores tomb this evening. A body was there, but it’s nose was not broken and it’s hand was not withered. It was not the body of Albus Dumbledore. I can only imagine that in the time Dumbledore spent separated from his body he forgot the minor details that a historian like myself would not. There is no recorded event of the tomb being penetrated other than when Voldemort took the Elder Wand. Everyone on the wizarding world regarded Dumbledore as a hero and would have no reason to disturb his tomb. The only explanation, is that Dumbledore returned to his original body and left a doppelganger in it’s place. 

As you may not be aware the cloak of invisibility was stolen from Albus Potter during his first year at Hogwarts, and the perpetrator was never caught. Having seen his father disappearing under the cloak on many occasions I am familiar with the shimmer of the cloak as it is thrown over the body. Upton my return to Hogsmeade I witnessed this same shivering just outside of the Hogshead pub. I heard screams from the pub, I thought I heard 'he’s dead, Dumbledore’s dead’. This of course was in reference to Aberforth Dumbledore. Then I saw it, a withered black hand, as though floating in mid air, it was pointed at me. Then a face appeared, it was horrible but distinct, the eyes glowed red in the darkness, the eyes of a soul torn in two. It was Albus Dumbledore. At that moment I knew, I knew the truth of things. Before he could strike me down I disaparated to my home and began writing this letter.

I suspect I shall be murdered before the night is over. But if you are reading this then I implore you to stop Albus Dumbledore. I am sorry for the crudeness of this letter and that I could not be more helpful. Knowing Dumbledore’s ability, his ascent to power would be even more great and terrible than that of Lord Voldemort or Gellert Grindlewald. He must be stopped.

Yours in Faith,

DLM 

17th December 2017

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A patronus, Harry tells Hermione, is acing a test and the warmth of a butterbeer between your hands. It is your friends holding you when you fall, and Ron’s sparkling eyes when you whisper hi. And there’s an otter, swimming, and Hermione is blushing.

A patronus, Harry tells Ron, is Ginny’s shaky smile lighting up the world at the end of second year. It is winning the Quidditch World Cup, unwrapping yet another knitted jumper, and your startled surprise at the sight of Hermione punching Draco in the face. And there’s a dog, chasing the otter, and Ron is laughing.

A patronus, Harry tells Luna, is the feeling of starlight on your skin and grass between your bare toes. It is snow melting through your fingers, the magic your mother used to make, something singing in your heart when you stare at the impossible. And there’s a hare, jumping, and Luna is shining.

A patronus, Harry tells Cho, is Marietta shouting the lyrics of her favourite song, dancing in the rain during a storm. It is the look on Cedric’s face when he saw you at the Yule Ball, his hand holding yours and never letting go. And there’s a swan, sliding, and Cho is crying.

A patronus, Harry tells Seamus, is Dean’s funny expression when he is about to burst into laughter and the sound of a explosion that turns out right. It is the fireworks, bright flowers blossoming in the night sky; and the fire burning in your lungs as you fly. And there’s a fox, running, and Seamus is smirking.

A patronus, Harry tells Ginny, is the world expanding underneath you and the wind playing with your hair. It is dancing and laughing until there are tears on your cheeks, Molly’s disapproving voice and Arthur’s amused eyes after one of the twins’ pranks. And there’s a horse, flying, and Ginny is grinning.

A patronus, Harry thinks, is that weird feeling that lives in his chest when the Room of Requirement glows silver, speaking of times when the world was golden.

My First visit to the Diagon Alley.

-Colin Creevey

My Hogwarts pet, Butterscotch. So cute! Love her so much. ❤️

-Colin Creevey

I’m just so excited to mix all these ingredients and stir them and make different magical Potions!

-Colin Creevey

My very first Potions Kit everyone!

-Colin Creevey

There were so many types of them… Self-stirring, copper, brass, pewter. It was so much fun getting my own cauldron.

-Colin Creevey

When I did my Hogwarts robes shopping for the first time.

-Colin Creevey

I wanted to meet Mr. Lockhart so much as he’ll be signing his books in Flourish and Blotts after few days but I don’t think I’ll be able to come back then. Some people in the bookshop told me about all the great heroic stuff he’s done. Maybe I’ll get to meet him at Hogwarts if he’s this famous.

-Colin Creevey

I wanted to meet Mr. Lockhart so much as he’ll be signing his books in Flourish and Blotts after few days but I don’t think I’ll be able to come back then. Some people in the bookshop told me about all the great heroic stuff he’s done. Maybe I’ll get to meet him at Hogwarts if he’s this famous.

-Colin Creevey

Then I bought my Hogwarts Textbooks from Flourish and Blotts.

-Colin Creevey

Then I bought my Hogwarts Textbooks from Flourish and Blotts.

-Colin Creevey