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Somewhere Between Sweet and Bitter

A Hogwarts Founders Fic

They met as children and rejoined all grown. A fairytale-ish story of the four founders in their teenage youth.

Three times, he had left her, and three times, she waited. She waited, with swords and knives by her side, and he had returned, knowing what he was walking into, because though patience was considered her greatest forte, it didn’t mean she quite appreciated it, not in the least. Countless times he had misspelled her name, just to see her golden eyes land on him with irritation. It was too immature for him, he knew it, but he couldn’t help it, because when those eyes landed on him, he thought he could live through another torturous day. One time, he had told her he loved her. Five times, they fought over the most tedious of things, and once, an argument that would change everything. He would remember everything of that day, from the clear fear in her golden eyes as she stared at him, wanting him to give the answer she expected. He knew what she wanted of him, and the horror in her eyes broke his heart like it had never before, for she had stood beside him despite anything, and he had done the same for her. One time, he nearly killed her, and three times he saved her life. She liked to bring that fact up when they broke into one of their many arguments, and he had no choice but to bend to her will, because although the events had granted him of her, how could he live with knowing he might’ve taken away the one thing that mattered in his life with his own hands? And when it came to that, it didn’t really matter how many times he saved her afterwards. Two times, she had fallen in love, and him, countless times, for he could find no reason not to love her, and loving was discovered to be a dangerously addictive habit he had no will to quit. Salazar Slytherin had loved Helga Hufflepuff, and she had loved him back.

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Fanfiction of Hogwarts Houses Divided

Happy Valentines, Violet!

A short fanfiction of Hogwarts Houses Divided by Inverarity, dedicated to Teddy/Violet shippers because I adore these two so much!

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With the first upcoming Hogsmeade weekend for the students of Hogwarts, the main topic of discussion involved a certain Gryffindor third year. “I don’t get what the fuss is all about,” Kai grumbled as he and Dewey walked to the Library after a extra troublesome class with Professor Binns. Dewey raised his eyebrows but didn’t respond instantly. “I mean, why should it trouble them who Teddy asks out to Hogsmeade? It’s really nonsensical, that.” Kai continued. “As far as I know, he could take a skulking troll to Hogsmeade and I won’t really mind!” “You seem to care.” remarked Dewey. Kai flared at this. “No, I don’t! I’m just saying I don’t understand—“ They stopped when they reached the Great Hall. A group of girls were circling around the Gryffindor table and some were squealing. Kai and Dewey looked at each other before the first advanced forward and the latter followed. They had to push past several girls to get a better look at the scene, and what they saw made them come to an abrupt stop. Teddy was standing in the middle, and a pretty girl in blue uniform was holding out a heart-shaped box. Teddy hesitated before he accepted it, and the girls all squealed in delight. Dewey’s gaze instinctively headed over to the Slytherin table, where he spotted Violet, who was sitting with her back to the spectacle and eating her porriage like nothing was happening.

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Quills and Quaffles

Perciver fic one-shot going through Percy and Oliver's first year to seventh.

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When Percy Weasley opens the door to his dorm for the first time, he doesn’t expect a soaring Quaffle to be flying his way. And he doubts for the first time that his well-planned life at Hogwarts might go awry as he sees the boy (probably responsible for his near-death experience) scrambling over, apologizing frantically.

Percy thinks Wood plays Quidditch even in his dreams - he’s that crazy over the sport. He’ll never understand what’s so great about Quidditch, but he can understand wanting something so badly. The passion, the craving for more. But he knows he’ll never get close to the boy, now biting at the tip of his quill, thinking. They’re so similar; yet they’re so different in more ways than they’re not. Nobody will picture them in the same frame if they hadn’t been dormmates - and the only two Gryffindor boys in their year. If Wood is fire, Percy is ice. He will melt him, or he will distinguish him.

If you liked it, it also has a sequel called Nike, also posted on AO3!

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Black, Grey, and Wolves

An AU; Remus Lupin comes to Hogwarts when Nymphadora Tonks is in seventh year.

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Story Summary: Tonks meets Remus when she believes her uncle - who had once been the entirety of her world - is actually a mass-murderer who betrayed his best friend and brutally killed over a dozen people. Her aimless hurt is directed at a new, young Defense professor who happens to have been that man's best friend.

She's in for a big regret.

The first time Tonks meets her mother’s side of the family is when she’s five years old.

“Watcha, litt’ Nymphy,” he says in that cheeky tone he likes to use when he calls her name. “Sirius!” Tonks flings her arms around the boy and he laughs, hugging her back. It’s the first time she’s met him, the first time they’re talking in person and not through the big fireplace in Tonks’s home, but Tonks has always liked her funny uncle and she holds on to him like her life depends on it. “Where’s mommy? She doesn’t know you’re roaming around all by yourself, does she?” Tonks is too young to lie yet. “She’s out visiting. I was bored so I sneaked out.” Sirius smells like freshly cut grass. She buries her face in his red-and-black cloak. The bell jingles as the door to the Quidditch shop opens again, and out walks two more boys. “Is she yours?” the glassed one, James Potter, asks, casually walking over. Sirius laughs again. “I wish,” he says. The freckled one, Remus Lupin, is frowning. “Where did she come from, Sirius? Where’s her parents?” You didn’t kidnap her out of the street, right? is the unsaid question everyone knows. It’s not the first time children had clung on to the handsome boy. “She’s Andromeda’s.” Sirius says coolly. “I should get her home before my auntie freaks out.” And that is the last conversation Tonks hears before the drowsiness of the travel overcomes her, and she’s silently snoring in Sirius’s arms as they jump on his motorbike and ride to Andromeda Tonks’s hidden house. When she wakes up, her uncle is gone.

- Chapter 3 extract