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So. . . I know I’m not very active here anymore but I always had this goal in mind that some day I would post the rest of the headcanon submissions that are in my inbox. There aren’t too many—just enough to feel daunting most of the time. Especially when I have other things I’d rather do in my time off from the real adult job that I have now.

But I’ve decided now that I’m not going to post any of them. I’m not posting submissions and I’m not posting any of my little free flow fanfic-like writing any more. 

I’ve come to this decision because I find JKR’s recent comments about Trans people and the content of her new book despicable. And I don’t want to be creating any more Harry Potter content that will act like free advertising for such a shitty person. 

I know many of you who love HP have been saying to ignore her, that HP was written by Daniel Radcliffe, that it has no author. But when I look at how many followers this blog has, it feels irresponsible and wrong to continue on as though nothing has happened. When you have a significant platform, your content always finds a way into the hands of someone new. A new HP fan who might decide—from seeing a headcanon—to go buy the books or movies. So no, I do not want to risk supporting her in that way.

My one regret is that it took until now for many of us to recognize the harm she has caused. Indigenous people, Jewish people, Irish people, Black people. . . so many communities have been pointing out the problematic and hurtful elements in her writing for years and we let them down. We ignored them and continued to give her a platform so that now she could attack the Trans community.

I’m sorry it took me so long to realize it, but I’m saying now that enough is enough—out of solidarity with those she has harmed.

This blog will remain up, because I put a lot of work into it and don’t want to forget all the good memories we did have. But there will be no new content posted. I’m done. I encourage you all to consider ceasing the creation of HP content, in order to minimize the damage she can cause and show your support for the members of communities who have been wronged.

Here is a link to a good compilation of books by Trans and Non-binary authors you could support instead. (I’ve personally really enjoyed: Pet by Akwaeke Emezi. Once & Future by Capetta & McCarthy. Upright Women Wanted by Sarah Gailey. I Wish You All The Best by Mason Deaver.)

I might answer questions here occasionally if they’re not related to making content. But you’re also more than welcome to find me and hang out in other places. I’m @emhoardsbooks on all other platforms like instagram, twitter, tiktok, and even wordpress. And I’m still @swearwolflupin here on tumblr. (For now... I want to change it to something non-HP related when I have the chance, but like I said I’m not on this hell site much any way.)

Thank you again, for all the love and support over the years. Take care of yourselves.

-Emily

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Hi I just wanted to say how much I love your blog! Also idk if you do this but could you do a Slytherin dating a Gryffindor headcanons

A fucking Gryffindor!? Are you kidding!?

Those are the Slytherin’s thoughts when they realize they’ve fallen for a Gryff

They didn’t plan it

(And they plan everything so carefully)

It just happened one day when they saw them across the Great Hall, making a sculpture out of their mashed potatoes

I mean really, of all the moments to realize they were in love

But it was such a them thing to do and it was so endearing

The Slytherin makes the first move after that, obviously

It’s calculated and careful because they are so scared to be vulnerable with this person

But when they slip their hand into the Gryff’s, the Gryff smiles this Smile To End All Smiles

It’s a smile that shatters their heart and puts it back together better than before

From then on they’re inseparable

All their Gryffindor and Slytherin friends had seen it coming

The Slytherin sneaks the Gryffindor into the kitchens

(The Gryffindor lets the Slytherin think they never knew how to sneak into the kitchens until that point)

They are obnoxiously soft with each other- little caresses on the cheek, forehead kisses, sharing sweaters when it’s cold, piggy back rides across campus

The Slytherin likes it when the Gryffindor takes them flying on cold fall mornings, even though they pretend to complain about waking up early

They always do homework together

(They actually become a bit of a power couple, both of them top of class, it’s kind of terrifying)

The Slytherin is fierce and protective but they also allow themself to be soft

Because they realize that falling in love with a Gryff means falling in love with someone who is fierce and protective too

So the Slytherin lets themself relax, knowing that with a Gryffindor they are safe

And can take on the world

slytherins in love | gryffindors in love

slytherin related headcanons | gryffindor related headcanons

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1155. Though Beauxbatons is a coed school, Madame Maxime only brought eligible female students to the Triwizard Tournament, knowing that female champions are always foolishly overlooked, hoping it would work in their favor.

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1154. Draco did love Hermione, secretly. But she never loved him back, so that's one of the reasons why he loved Rose and Scorpius as a couple.

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1153. While with Lupin in the afterlife and Teddy was a growing child, Tonks would alter her appearance to look just like Teddy at that point in time, so that Remus could get the sensation of holding his young son.

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1152. Bill and Charlie, when they first got smartphones, took and exchanged many selfies while they were doing something completely and utterly dangerous.

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What do you guys think amoretentia would smell like to you? IDk but mine would probably be like the smell of fresh snow, coffee and wool or somethin

fresh cut grass, a new book, earl grey tea, and my boyfriend i guess (lol i’m such a lame sap)

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STOP WITH THE WOLFSTAR YOURE MAKING ME SO EMOTIONALLLLLL (pls keep going I love it)

strolls back in after months of not posting because i heard my wolfstar was making people emotional, and i also heard “keep going” so….

they only slept together seven times

(not slept together, they’d like you to know that they did those things many times, thank you very much)

no, Sirius and Remus only fell asleep in each other’s arms seven times

the first was during the summer after their third year

when they were at the Potters’ for a week and fell asleep under the stars with James and Peter by their side

James knew at the time why Sirius curled closer to Remus and flung an arm across the other boy’s chest

Sirius didn’t understand yet

but he did the second time, when he crept into the hospital wing after a particularly bad full moon at the end of fourth year

“i can’t sleep with other people, i’m a light sleeper” Remus had muttered as he tried to push the boy away

“shut up, you need me tonight and i refuse to fall asleep in that bloody chair,” Sirius said as he made a space for himself on the bed

Sirius wondered, as he waited for Remus’ breath to even out, if the pounding of his heart would kill him before morning

it didn’t, thankfully

they didn’t sleep together again until the first night of their seventh year

when Remus was awoken by the nightmare Sirius was having across the room and- despite his struggle to sleep with others- crawled into his friend’s bed and wrapped his arms tightly around him

the next morning Sirius told him about the nightmares of his family

Remus told him about his inability to sleep deeply ever since the attack

“i’ll stop bothering you then,” Sirius said

“you never bother me”

and Remus kissed him softly in that bed, in the tangle of sheets and morning light that filtered in between the curtains

but still Sirius was aware of what Remus had said and tried to do what would make his boyfriend (holy shit) comfortable

they didn’t sleep together again until the end of seventh year

after they joined The Order 

and stumbled back to their dorm with James and Peter, the four of them slightly drunk, and immensely afraid, but high on the thrill of doing what they thought was right

Sirius and Remus collapsed into bed together and slept deeply

a tangled mess of limbs

aware that they may not get any more chances to just be

after graduation they had even fewer chances

they were constantly on missions for The Order

on opposite patrol schedules, on different missions, always apart

 so the fifth time they slept together wasn’t until they were on the brief break they had for James and Lily’s wedding

they fell into bed that night, full of happiness and light

it was then that Sirius finally, finally, finally, told Remus that he loved him

at first Remus called him names, that shall not be repeated

but between chaste, slow kisses, he told Sirius that he loved him too

when Sirius woke up, Remus was already gone

back on a mission for The Order

the sixth time contained barely any sleep

they’d barely seen each other in weeks and Sirius felt himself being pulled apart by this. damned. war.

Lily and James were in hiding with Harry

Order members were disappearing or dying 

and Remus, the man he loved, he barely saw him anymore

he didn’t know, didn’t know, didn’t know who he could trust and Remus was always being so damn secretive about his missions

the sixth time was in early October, 1981

he and Remus talked, and argued, and argued, and fucked, and argued, and made up, and finally slept

until Sirius had to leave, too soon, again

he pressed a light kiss to Remus’ forehead, but didn’t wake him to say goodbye

he didn’t know that it would be the last time

in Azkaban, it was the soft feeling of Remus’ arms wrapped around his waist, their legs tangled together

the way the morning light emphasized the freckles on his face

the hoarseness of his laughter in the morning

the way his skin had felt during that last kiss goodbye

those were the things that he thought of during the long nights

and Remus, heart broken, also thought of Sirius

even though he felt that by still loving him, he too was a traitor

but then there was that night in the shrieking shack and he knew, he knew, he knew that Sirius hadn’t been the one to betray James and Lily

and the shattered pieces of his heart began to feel warmer than they had in twelve years

the seventh time Sirius and Remus slept together was June 16, 1996

there hadn’t been many chances since Sirius came back to Grimmauld Place, with Remus being out so often on Order business

Sirius had coaxed him up the stairs with kisses and caresses that made Remus feel seventeen again

“does sleeping here give you nightmares?” Remus asked a few hours later as he lazily traced the lines of tattoos on Sirius’ chest, and thought of the family that had never accepted this beautiful, loving man

“i don’t really dream about them any more,” Sirius finally said, “not after Azkaban”

“i’ll stay with you, if you want”

“you don’t have to do that”

Sirius remembered everything Remus had ever told him, about the anxiety of falling asleep after a werewolf had attacked him in his own bed

but Remus remembered everything Sirius had told him too

and that was why he whispered, “i want to stay”

so they fell asleep, hair tousled, limbs tangled, breathing even with the certainty that they were safe in each other’s arms

and it was the last time they did

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What happened to Adiba's blog? Did she move again?

hey y’all i didn’t move! and we’re truly sorry for not keeping this blog up. im a junior in high school now and emily’s adulting as usual but we’ve just both been off tumblr (ive been off since may essentially). plus i cleared my tumblr to start over and just never did anything. again, sorry for keeping this blog closed for so long :/ i would say that i’d try to bring this blog back but like i said as a junior im busy all the time so i will give you updates asap but don’t expect too much. ://// <3

-adiba!

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1151. Remus Lupin posthumously becomes the most famous werewolf to have ever lived, he's done more to help others like him than he knows. A school is built under his name: The Remus Lupin Academy for Lycanthropes.

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1150. Firebolt Brooms Limited was founded by some of Flitwick's friends, who after retiring from Cleansweep and Nimbus decided to make a no-compromises artisanal broom. After retirement, Flitwick helps them tune a new model. He likes to fly around with it, his small and light body making the broom even faster than normal.

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1149.  In Ginny's first year when she had Tom Riddle's diary she would ask him for advice about how to get Harry to like her back and tell him how much she liked Harry’s butt.

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1148. Fred Weasley was always meant to be his Best Man. Considering his brother was otherwise occupied, George had his other siblings be his Best Maids instead.

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1147. Every Valentine's Day, Harry writes Ginny an awful and embarrassing poem. They get worse and worse every year, but nothing can top the poem she had the dwarf sing to him all those years ago.

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I'm not sure who to ask with this question, but I'm not sure which house to identify myself in. I'm always torn between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw- I was first sorted into Gryff a few years back, but recently I was sorted into Raven. idk on what to do. I know that I identify a lot with ravenclaw, but I'm always trying to fight off house stereotypes; e.g. that only gryffs are brave: one trait that I feel I possess to some extent. I hope this makes sense- some advice would be vv good, please!

I’m not sure if I’m the best person to ask with a house identity crisis, since I’ve always felt very certain that I’m a Ravenclaw. However, I’ll try to give you the best advice I can and maybe other people can reply to this with some of their own advice for you.

I think the most important thing is to just forget about what the online quizes say for a minute. If they’re making your conflicted feelings worse you just need to put them out of your head. No “well this one said I’m this” or “but what about that result I got” just think of the houses outside of the quizes you took. Think about what the traits of those houses are. I don’t mean “brave” and “smart” but the true traits. For me, I identify as a Ravenclaw because I’m curious and love to learn new things, not because I think I’m smart. Whichever traits sound right and make you feel good, might tell you which house you belong in. It might sound stupid but it can really just come down to your gut feeling and what makes you happy. After all, Harry asked to be in Gryffindor didn’t he?

Or you could just say screw it and call yourself a Gryffinclaw.

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Can I please have some cute/happy Slytherin headcannons? I feel like there's really not enough of them :(

HERE is our general Slytherin tag | HERE is a particularly happy one about Slytherins throwing the best parties | and now for some new ones…

one year a Slytherin paints their face silver and green before a quidditch match

before they know it they’re painting everyone’s faces

even students from other houses come to get their face painted

and it’s not just their house colors, but little designs too like flowers and animals and stars

one Slytherin who’s particularly good at charms starts working with the face painter 

soon the paintings are dancing across students’ faces

every one thinks Hufflepuffs are the first to start a food fight but really it’s always Slytherins

one year a muggle born Slytherin gets permission to rig up a movie night in the Great Hall

it becomes tradition and all the tables get moved aside and there are pillows and blankets spread out every where so the students can watch disney and marvel and romcoms to their hearts content

the first year they do it, only the seventh year students don’t go. the memories of having to spend the night there while the castle was searched for Sirius Black, and of that eerie dawn when Harry Potter defeated Voldemort in the middle of that very room are too much

Slytherins are often found in the owlery

they love taking care of and chatting with the owls, even if they belong to a different student

some of the wealthier Slytherins organize a stand outside their Common Room entrance and fill it with sweets from Hogsmeade trips

soon they start filling it with other things too, extra quills and parchment, warm hats and mittens

the things are free to take for anyone who needs them

Slytherins are known for giving the longest hugs

they won’t let go until you’re ready for them to

they also love to sing, very very loudly and not always well, but they don’t really care what you think of it

Slytherins also tell amazing jokes, they seem to know exactly how witty, punny, or dirty to make it depending on their listener

Slytherins love to sit outside in the sunshine on warm days

often they come back inside with flowers in their hair and infectious  smiles on their faces

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You are lovely!

Thank you! You’re lovely too, never forget it