Emotionally Overinvested & Under‑Rested

Fandom feelings, impromptu writing sprints, and an alarming amount of emotional investment in fictional boys. HP, 3x4, anime, and whatever else catches my brain at 2 a.m. Powered by caffeine, hyperfixation, and not nearly enough rest.

[blacknekojess]

Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Theodore Nott/Harry Potter, Theodore Nott & Harry Potter Characters: Theodore Nott, Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Draco Malfoy Additional Tags: Harry Potter - Freeform, Theodore Nott - Freeform, Nottpott, Rarepair, Fifth Year, Post-Triwizard Tournament, Canon Divergence, Slow Burn, Library, Sensory Overload, Thestrals, quiet intimacy, Character Study, subtle magic, Unexpected Kindness, Stoic Theo Nott, Overwhelmed Harry Potter Summary:

When Harry's 5th year begins on the wrong foot, he seeks the kind of quiet that only a Library can provide. He does not expect to meet another student there and he certainly does not expect to be seen. He's never before had a reason to interact with Theo Nott, despite being in the same class, but this year, he's finally taking notice and the tall Slytherin is nothing like what Harry expected.

[blacknekojess]

Everyone has been so nice and I'm feeling fluffy from the warm reception from the lovely NottPott shippers. I'm working on the next part and it'll be out either today or tomorrow, but for now, here's a little excerpt. Enjoy! 💕

A reading nook existed, nearing the back of the library, where he knew the light was notoriously bad. It wasn’t something he normally thought about, but he wondered if the time of day affected the spot, or if the window was just cursed. Having extra time on his hands, he decided to see for himself and was startled to find Theodore Nott, sitting at the window seat. His back rested against one side of the window box, one foot lightly resting on the opposite wall, while the other leg hung downwards, swaying slightly, his shoe barely scraping the flagstone. He looked utterly at ease in this secluded corner of the library, his robe also discarded and draped across a nearby end table. He had a book propped on his knee, one elegant hand keeping it there while the other hand toyed with a lock of his hair against his shoulder.

And oh, the light was good at this hour. Interesting.

[blacknekojess]

Okay, listen. I love Theo with long hair, and him idly playing with it while he reads gives me fluffy feels. 💖

[blacknekojess]

An overheard conversation:

Who is Theo talking to?

Draco

Pansy

Blaise

Other (please add suggestions in the comments)

Voting ended onJul 23

“Whatever you’re trying to prove, you can stop now.” 

[no answer]

“Damn it, Theo! Don’t ignore me! I’m worried about you, you know.”

“I don’t see why.” 

“What?” [voice sounds distinctly hurt] “You don’t mean that. Why would you say that? Of course I’m worried. I’m always worried. Why are you being like this? What happened?” 

“Fuck off already. I don’t need this.” 

[scoff] “You say that as if we don’t have history together.”

[rustle of fabric]

“Don’t walk away from me!”

[more rustling, followed by the thud of a body pushed against a wall]

“I don’t answer to you. Stay out of my life.” 

“Cozying up to Potter is not going to get you anywhere! I don’t know what you’re playing at, but it’s not going to go your way and when he gets sick of you and throws you away, don’t expect me to be here waiting to pick up the pieces.” "Don't worry. I won't."

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

[blacknekojess]

Everyone has been so nice and I'm feeling fluffy from the warm reception from the lovely NottPott shippers. I'm working on the next part and it'll be out either today or tomorrow, but for now, here's a little excerpt. Enjoy! 💕

A reading nook existed, nearing the back of the library, where he knew the light was notoriously bad. It wasn’t something he normally thought about, but he wondered if the time of day affected the spot, or if the window was just cursed. Having extra time on his hands, he decided to see for himself and was startled to find Theodore Nott, sitting at the window seat. His back rested against one side of the window box, one foot lightly resting on the opposite wall, while the other leg hung downwards, swaying slightly, his shoe barely scraping the flagstone. He looked utterly at ease in this secluded corner of the library, his robe also discarded and draped across a nearby end table. He had a book propped on his knee, one elegant hand keeping it there while the other hand toyed with a lock of his hair against his shoulder.

And oh, the light was good at this hour. Interesting.

[mydearthisbe]

The most hilarious thing about the fact Buckbeak had a trial and lost is that later on JKR resolves the issue by having Hagrid take him in again and renaming him Witherwings. That’s literally all it took. What if in POA, Hagrid simply said, “Sorry, Buckbeak flew away.” 

“There’s a hippogriff right there, Hagrid.”

“A different hipprogriff.”

“I’m… pretty sure that’s the same hipprogriff.”

“Prove it.” 

[twelvemonkeyswere]

no dna tests we die like scientifically underdeveloped societies

[thesanityclause]

Prisoner of Azkaban continues to be the most frustrating book

[septimusprime]

Someone should have just adopted Sirius and started calling him Gerald.

[dreadpiratemary-deactivated2018]

Remus: Erm… this is our new order member, my… cousin Gerald. Gerald White.

[zero0000]

“Mr. Lupin that is Sirius Black with glasses!” “Oh come now Minister, Sirius Black doesn’t wear glasses. That wouldn’t make sense.” “Well have Mr. White take off his glasses then!” “He can’t he needs them to see.”

[animatedamerican]

it got better

[thefingerfuckingfemalefury]

It’s honestly a miracle to me that wizarding society doesn’t collapse every other week because like

You’ve got this world full of people who can destroy whole buildings or turn people into beetles or make vehicles fly just by waving a stick at them

And there is literally no common sense

Anywhere to be found

Voldemort would never have had anyone find out he was back if he just went around calling himself Steve 

[kat8porgs]

Okay, see, I thought I saved this post to comment on it but I’d like to bring up

The Minister would NEVER EVER disbelieve in Gerald White. He’d buy it hook line and sinker. The wizarding world would buy it hook line and sinker. The GOBLINS wouldn’t but wizards have been shown to be pretty blindingly clueless. Still, Gringotts would grudgingly give Sirius access to the Black fortune.

But, but, but, you know the one person

the one person

who Gerald White would drive AB-SO-LUTELY FUCKING BATSHIT?

Severus Snape.

Snape would do everything, EVERYTHING, to get people to believe that it’s Sirius. But the Order would ignore it (they accepted Sirius as Sirius before anyway) and Remus would just be so… so affronted.

‘Severus, he is my cousin.’

And Sirius would love it. He’d love the fact that Snape just hated it. He’d be the BEST DAMN GERALD WHITE EVER b/c Snape is doing everything from dropping veritaserum into his firewhisky to capturing a dementor in a box and releasing it on Sirius when he least expects it

That one causes problems for a bare minute because SHIT A DEMENTOR ATTEMPTED TO GIVE GERALD THE KISS MAYBE SNAPE IS RIGHT except Harry comes forward and is like ‘excuse me, I’ve never committed a crime and dementors are ALWAYS attacking me, I think they’re attracted to glasses’

and the magical community is like ‘shit, yeah, you’re right’

and just

Spare. Snape goes spare.

[laurathia]

Picturing Snape as Mr. Crocker from the Fairly Oddparents now.

[mariana-oconnor]

Gerald White eventually becomes a fully registered animagus. When he turns into his animagus form right in front of Snape, Snape’s bursting at the seams, just pointing at him and spluttering:

‘HE’S A BIG BLACK DOG! A DOG - THAT IS BLACK. SIRIUS BLACK. BLACK DOG DOG BLACK.’

And Remus calmly says: “That’s absurd, Severus. Sirius Black was never an animagus and besides which, people’s names don’t have any influence over their animagus forms or anything like that. That’s ridiculous.”

And Snape yells: “Shut it WEREWOLF MCWEREWOLF!”

Everyone looks at Remus, who blinks and sighs as Gerald White turns back into his human form.

“Pure coincidence,” Gerald says. “My aunt was into Roman mythology. Has to happen sometimes.” Then he pauses to give Snape an overly concerned look. “Are you alright, Severus? You’re looking a little red.”

[killjoynerd]

^this is my new life

[lakeffectqueer-deactivated20240]

im crying thanks for this

[my-insanity-is-an-artform]

Another point in the direction of Gerald White Not Being Sirius Black is that everyone knows Sirius Black hated Severus Snape. Gerald White bakes the ungrateful dungeon bat cookies and is always polite to him. It so nice that Gerald really wants to be friends.

[notsogracefulgrace]

Why is the fandom better than the books

[themarauderstheoutsidersandpeggy]

Gerald White is my favorite character

[potterandpreferences]

Minerva, as an animagus, can 100% tell it’s Sirius. She could pick his scent out miles away from the amount of times the Marauders caused trouble in their school days. She can’t outwardly say anything so instead, every time she sees Gerald Not-Sirius-Black White, she offers him a biscuit.

[kimberly-t]

Then Gerald White joins the staff at Hogwarts.

No, he doesn’t teach DADA, because he knows that position is cursed. But after *cough* some unknown troublemaker sneaks into the castle one night and exorcises Cuthbert Binns, and after a meeting behind closed doors with Minerva McGonagall and Remus Lupin, Gerald White applies to become the new History of Magic professor.

Professor White is an instant success with the students, just because he actually puts a little life into his lectures instead of just droning on and on, and he talks about more than just the goblin rebellions. History of Magic quickly becomes Harry Potter’s favorite class (he knows instantly who Gerald White really is, and so does Hermione, but Ron has to have it explained to him.) And twice a day, an hour before breakfast and then shortly after dinner, Professor White walks past the statue of Gregory the Smarmy, looks both ways to ensure no one’s watching and then disappears behind it for a few minutes, ducking into the secret passageway to meet Remus Lupin waiting for him there.

The History of Magic lesson plans for all seven years of students are actually prepared by Remus, who achieved an Outstanding on his History OWL and has experience with teaching. Remus has always refused to accept any of the Black fortune as charity from Sirius, but he agreed to accept 97% of Gerald White’s salary and a rent-paid cottage in Hogsmeade as his due reimbursement for all the work he’s putting in on the lessons plans, as well as marking all the students’ essays that Sirius hands to him after dinner, while he hands over the lesson plans that Sirius will be spending his evening reading through, preparing for the next day. At each morning meeting, Remus hands over the marked-up essays while tossing at Sirius a few of the typical questions that a student might ask for each lesson, because both men are heavily invested in Gerald White’s success.

When Gerald White teaches at Hogwarts, Remus gets a steady income, Sirius and Harry get to spend time with each other, and the students of Hogwarts get a better education in History of Magic. It’s a win-win situation for everybody… everybody except Severus Snape, that is. 😉

[thebibutterflyao3]

This is hilarious! I love it! 😹

[drowningmoon]

All this Gerald white while Sirius could’ve just used polyjuice to look like any muggle.

“HE’S SIRIUS BLACK!” Prove it

[brun-brunette]

the fact it took me 5 of this post to realise “White” was a joke with “Black” is proof the minister of magic would have 100% fallen for it

[mzuul]

Slytherin wins!! 🐍

Alternative version:

[blacknekojess]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Theodore Nott/Harry Potter, Theodore Nott & Harry Potter Characters: Theodore Nott, Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Draco Malfoy Summary:

When Harry’s 5th year begins on the wrong foot, he seeks the kind of quiet that only a Library can provide. He does not expect to meet another student there and he certainly does not expect to be seen. He’s never before had a reason to interact with Theo Nott, despite being in the same class, but this year, he’s finally taking notice and the tall Slytherin is nothing like what Harry expected.

[wixenforever]

THEO!! WEARING!! EYELINER!!! THEO!! WITH PAINTED NAILS!!!!!! 🚨🚨🚨

🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠 ohhhh my God I’m ill. This is so perfect. I also really loved the way you focused in on Harry and how overstimulated he felt returning to Hogwarts after the summer he had.

[blacknekojess]

THAT IS THE CUTEST GOAT! I'm already working on more, and hopefully, I'll get some Theo POV in there. ❤️

[blacknekojess]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Theodore Nott/Harry Potter, Theodore Nott & Harry Potter Characters: Theodore Nott, Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Draco Malfoy Summary:

When Harry's 5th year begins on the wrong foot, he seeks the kind of quiet that only a Library can provide. He does not expect to meet another student there and he certainly does not expect to be seen. He's never before had a reason to interact with Theo Nott, despite being in the same class, but this year, he's finally taking notice and the tall Slytherin is nothing like what Harry expected.

[blacknekojess]

When you re-read a draft you thought might be a one-shot and realize there could be a full chapter fic buried in there.

[blacknekojess]

After a flurry of typing, I have a one-shot ready for the Love at First Sight: A NottPott Festival

Here's a teeny tiny tease because I really love this bit:

“Hello, Potter,” Theo whispered in his ear. “I’ve been looking for you.”

The searing pain hit them both at once — magic burning through their skin as the bond took hold.

[groshia]

Rozemyne 📚🩵

[blacknekojess]

WIP I'm working on

I've been infected by NottPott and I need to get some of this out of my head. Maybe it'll turn into something.

Harry dug his textbook out of his bag, as well as the parchment he’d need. He placed them on the table to claim his spot then wandered into the stacks, heading towards the Charms section. Professor Flitwick had assigned a twelve‑inch essay on the proper use and limitations of the Summoning Charm, the research for which would be useful for his long-term paper, The Role of Intent in Charmcasting: A Comparative Study. Ron would say it was much too early to be thinking about his end-of-year paper that Flitwick assigned on the first bloody day, and Hermione would be on his case about not having an outline yet.

Harry figured he could be opportunistic about gathering his research, if the other essays assigned could support his topic, and it just so happened that a Summoning Charm essay fit perfectly. Much of his accidental magic was fueled by intent, and he was keen to research it to better understand himself.

While perusing the titles in front of him, he spied one spine that might prove interesting a few shelves up. He reached for it, hissing as a twinge in his left side made him jerk his arm back down to protect his ribcage. Dudley and his group had been in the middle of giving Harry a gift before the dementors had shown up, and it just kept on giving, even so many weeks later.

“Is this the one you wanted?” a voice asked, making Harry flinch and stagger back against the shelves behind him, further jarring his bruised ribs, but Harry refused to make a sound.

Harry glared at the boy beside him, noticing first the green and silver tie before looking up at the blank face that stared down at him. He was holding the book Harry had been aiming for, offering it to him.

Harry wracked his brain for a moment. He was tall, pale and a bit lanky, clearly already hitting the growth-spurt that Harry desperately wanted. His hair was longish and dirty blond, braided flat against his temples and the side of his head, dark blue eyes boring down at him.

Theodore Nott, his mind supplied.

“You’re not supposed to be here,” Harry hissed, snatching at the book.

Nott was unexpectedly quick though. He moved the book and caught Harry’s wrist with his other hand in a solid grip. When Harry tried to tug his arm away, he discovered that Nott’s grip was like steel, but his wrist wasn’t getting crushed in his hold. Instead, sapphire-blue eyes studied Harry’s forearm intently for a moment, wandering over scars and landing on the fading bruises that had been left by a meaty hand back home.

“You shouldn’t be here either,” Nott said quietly, putting the book in Harry’s hand before releasing his hold. “And yet, here we are.”

Harry snatched his arm back and glared defiantly at the tall Slytherin, feeling very much like a cornered animal, but Nott simply grabbed another book over Harry’s head and walked away, leaving Harry feeling strangely wrong-footed.

He took a moment to compose himself before heading back to his spot at one of the study tables, where he’d left his things and noticed Nott sitting a few tables away, already diligently writing his own paper. He didn’t even look up when Harry sat, nor did he seem bothered by the occasional glare Harry sent his way.

Had this been Malfoy, Harry would be getting just as many sneers and disparaging looks as Harry was giving glares, but Nott simply was not giving him the time of day. It baffled Harry.

An hour or so later, Harry began shoving his things into his bag, glad that he’d managed to finish his assignment and was already coming up with a way to avoid people when he heard a soft clink on the hard wood table in front of him, again, making him flinch.

Silently berating himself for being so jumpy – how did Nott end up sneaking up on him, again?! – he stared at the small glass pot in front of him. It looked small enough to be mistaken for the lip balm tins that they sold at the corner store, but why had it been placed in front of him had Harry looking up at the tall Slytherin who’d set it there.

His confusion must have been evident on his face because Nott nodded towards Harry’s arm.

“It’s nothing,” Harry said, sounding a bit too defensive as he tugged his sleeve down and quickly buttoned the cuff at his wrist.

Theo didn’t say anything for a moment, but slid it across the table, closer to Harry with two fingers. “I didn’t say it was.”

“What is it?” Harry asked, snatching up the pot to unscrew the lid and sniff at the obviously well-used balm inside.

“It helps,” Nott said quietly, his gaze intense as he flicked his eyes from Harry’s arm to the place where Harry’s arm was unconsciously holding his side, making the hairs on the back of Harry’s neck rise. Could Nott tell he was still recovering from Big D’s going away gift? Would he tell anyone? He paled a little at the thought of the likes of Malfoy hearing about his wretched home life and then taking steps to bring bullying to a new level.

Nott didn’t seem to require a response since he walked away with a flat “See you at double potions.”

[blacknekojess]

Hi. Excuse me. How do you keep yourself focused when trying to freaking write?

[wixenforever]

I wanted to come up with something cute, but I've run out of braincells, so I am just going to put this here.

I had an idea of Harry (or someone else, but probably Harry) trying to get a piece of information from Theo and Theo is being a little brat going "What'll you give me? Information isn't cheap."

"If I tell you something you don't know, will you [insert request here]?"

"Depends on whether or not I find the information useful, advantageous, or simply entertaining."

"In Japan, Yaeba is culturally perceived as a sign of youthfulness, innocence, and natural beauty. Basically, it makes someone cute."

"What? How is this at all relevent?"

shrug "The deal was for new information. Did you already know that?"

"No…" frustrated sigh. "Fine. You win. What the hell is Yaeba?"

"Possessing a snaggletooth." cheeky grin

Flustered Theo noises

"Just tell me what the counterspell is..." Harry tempted again.

Theo rolled his eyes. "Draco will skin me."

"Draco can't skin you."

"You don't know that." Theo primly turned another page of his Herbology text, just to feel Harry's annoyance sharpen. He tried not to smile and did not succeed, but he did manage to bring it down to a smug smirk.

"What if...I tell you something you don't know?"

Theo glanced up at Harry. Harry raised his eyebrows, adopting the most perfect mischievious expression that he knew Theo could not resist. When the corner of his mouth ticked up and his eyes sparkled with that bit of secretive joy, Theo just couldn't help but -

"What is it?" He sighed, affecting his best impatient Draco tone of voice. "Better be quick about it, or else the hex will stick."

Harry narrowed his eyes. "In Japan, Yaeba is culturally perceived as a sign of youthfulness, innocence, and natural beauty. Basically, it makes someone cute."

Theo furrowed his brow. "Since when do you know anything about Japan?"

Harry shrugged carelessly. Great, now he was wearing the smug smirk. "I read things, you know. Books, mostly. Literature."

In the back of his mind, Theo remembered those thick, illustrated novels that Tracey had pulled out of a box one day. Harry had borrowed them too, right? Neither of them would let him see it, so he still wasn't sure what it was, but somehow he knew that this had something to do with those books.

"Right...and....I'm supposed to be impressed by this fact?"

Harry leaned down closer to him. His feet were still stuck together by Draco's spell, but he somehow made the move look effortless. "Did you know that fact, or not?"

Theo thew his hands up. "Fine! You win. You win, Fisher. Now tell me what the hell that means and why I should care."

Harry put his elbow on the desk, glancing down at Theo's mouth. "Yaeba means possessing a snaggletooth."

Theo's hand flew to cover his mouth. He froze there, his brain struggling to make sense of what Harry had just said. He knew his teeth were crooked, and the one canine - snaggletooth - it was something he'd been offered the chance to change when he was younger, but he'd liked it then. It reminded him of Becks, of dogs in general, really, with their long protruding canines, but no one else had one, everyone else with crooked teeth got their's fixed. Did Harry really notice it that much? Was it ugly?

Harry reached out and grasped his wrist. "It's cute," he said again, softly, even as he pushed Theo's hand away from his mouth. Theo could see that he wasn't lying. Harry almost never lied to him, and when he did, he could always tell. He traced Theo's face with his gaze, working from the top of his forehead down over his nose, his eyes, his chin, and to his mouth again. "It's really cute."

"Oh..." Theo breathed, feeling like he'd missed the last step on a flight stairs. Harry smiled, and Theo's lips twitched to smile back, but now he felt self-conscious, and his face was red, and if Harry kept looking at him like that he was going to snog him senseless right there in the middle of the library -

He shot the countercurse at Harry's feet, then swept all his books back into his bag with one neat spell. "Come on," he said, grabbing Harry's hand and pulling him toward the doors.

Harry grinned, rushing to keep up with him, and, against his will, Theo started to grin too.

[blacknekojess]

I had no idea my tidbit would yield such fruit!

I just had a shower thought that needed sharing and now we have this gem!!!

[blacknekojess]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Luna Lovegood & Ginny Weasley, Neville Longbottom & Ginny Weasley, Theodore Nott/Harry Potter, Theodore Nott & Harry Potter Characters: Ginny Weasley, Luna Lovegood, Neville Longbottom, Harry Potter, George Weasley, Ron Weasley Summary:

Inspired by leeemur’s Burning of the Library

Magic isn't black and white, and not all traditions are bad. Ginny was raised with a very strict view of what magic was "good" and anything beyond that was disparaged in her home. But is it really as black and white as her mum says?

How Ginny begins to question what she's been taught.

@wixenforever

[blacknekojess]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Gundam Wing Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Trowa Barton/Quatre Raberba Winner Characters: Trowa Barton, Quatre Raberba Winner Additional Tags: Christmas, Getting Together, GWHolidayGiftExchange2022 Summary:

This was written for the GW Holiday Gift Exchange 2021

It's been years since Trowa's seen the others. The wars are over and he's blended into civilian life - a little too well.

This year, a coworker finally gives Trowa a reason to reach out to the one he'd left behind.