May 28, 2025
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“Alright, Mr. Potter?”
“I’m fine, Professor McGonagall. He healed Hermione. She’s going to be okay now. Right?”
The last part was addressed to John. The man looked up from where he was fishing out a cigarette. He nodded as he went to light it.
“This is a hospital wing,” Professor McGonagall snapped.
John sighed and tucked the cigarette away for later.
“And just who do you think you are, sir?”
John raised a blond brow at the professor. “John Constantine. And yourself?”
“Professor Minerva McGonagall. I am the Deputy Headmistress of this school. This is our headmaster, Professor Albus Dumbledore.”
John waved at Albus dismissively. “We’ve met. Who’s the Death Eater?” He looked pointedly at the dark wizard from before that now stood behind Albus like an attack dog.
Albus drew his shoulders back. “Professor Snape is not a Death Eater. I’m afraid you're mistaken, John.”
John snorted. “Right, about as good and light of a wizard as you are, I’m sure.”
Albus’ eyes flickered with anger. Considering how well Albus tended to keep his emotions in check, John saw that for the win that it was. He smirked at the old man.
“You’re certainly one to talk, John.”
John shrugged. He wasn’t known to be one of the most powerful sorcerers in the world because he looked pretty.
“Severus says you claim to have been sent here by letter,” the headmaster continued, “but as far as I can recall, you’re still blacklisted from the ICW.”
John snorted. “Yeah, thanks for that by the way. Being wrongfully accused of ritual murder wasn’t on my bucket list but it sure was fun to fight off all those dementors.” His smirk widened. “Tell me, have they replenished their stock yet? I’m itching for a little fun while I’m around.”
Minerva gasped as she moved between Harry and John as if to shield the child with her body. Harry looked unconcerned, his eyes focused on John with curiosity.
“John,” Albus insisted.
John rolled his eyes. He fished out the letter and handed it to Minerva. “I haven’t broken any rules. And I assume I was asked here only so the ministry wouldn’t break any rules either.”
Minerva eyed him warily as she opened the letter.
“I’m afraid you already have, John,” Albus said. “You did blood magic. That’s highly illegal. And on a minor. It pains me to need to alert the ICW and the British Aurors, but something tells me you won’t go quietly.”
John grinned. He could feel Albus’ growing annoyance with him at his blasé attitude. It had always riled the man up that he couldn’t get into John’s head. John always used it to his advantage. He prided himself on being one of the only bastards out there that could pull one over on Albus Dumbledore.
Minerva took in a sharp breath of air as she pressed a hand to her chest. She looked up from the parchment to John with wide eyes. “You’re Miss Granger’s birth father?”
Harry’s head shot up. The other adults all went still with shock.
John leaned back in his chair and rested his feet up on the end of the bed, ankles crossed. He linked his fingers together as he rested his elbows on the arms of the chairs and grinned up at Albus.
“Guess I didn’t break any laws, Albus. Blood magic is allowed between family relations, most notably in the use of healing spells. Guess you’ll just have to make up false allegations… again.”
Albus took the parchment from Minerva and read it over. The anger rolling off of the old wizard was palpable. John looked across the bed to Harry who was eyeing the headmaster suspiciously.
“Well,” Albus said at length, “how good that you were finally able to show up for your daughter, John.”
John chuckled noiselessly. “Honestly, I’m a bit offended you haven’t noticed the resemblance – or the attitude.” He smirked. “Or the extra curriculars. Tell me, how is that poltergeist doing?”
Albus blinked widely. “Hermione is the one who got rid of Peeves?”
John shrugged. “Been teaching her everything I know. I’m sure you’ve noticed how locked down her mind is. Like I’d send her anywhere near the likes of you without first making sure her head was a locked vault.” His eyes ticked over to the Death Eater. “Good thing too.”
the whole spectrum of furukaza scenarios and timelines goes from 勾指起誓 (pure fluff, loving each other and walking together to the end of the world, nui-fitting) to 清空 (both breaking each other's hearts, bad end, not even a good beginning to speak of in fact)
Listened to some Sufjan whilst rather high the other night and lemme tell you there are secret instruments in the background of those songs I'm telling you you gotta believe me
Polyamorous space tomcat!
Ok but the fact that these episodes come out literally days before and after my birthday-
Kalluzeb ~ omg this is all I draw
ART for the amazing single!dad modern-day AU fic “Lost & Found” by the amazing HixyStix! AMAZING!