hmm that’s one i haven’t thought about much tbh! i suppose aro+pan? definitely aro, if only because she’s a fav of mine and i said so, but also because she’s just sooo unconcerned with romance (see: the scene where harry asks her to slughorn’s party and she’s SUPER on board with going as friends and also is more excited about dying her eyebrow yellow than the prospect of ~a date~) and pan because she’s also a wlw icon and i think the pan color scheme matches her aesthetic!
As I reflect on five years of aroacehogwarts I can’t help but think how time flies! It seems like I’ve been a part of this blog as long as I’ve been on tumblr. (And that’s almost true. I’d been here less than six months before aroacehogwarts.)
It has been a privilege and a blessing to be your Ravenclaw Mod all these years. When I’ve been in good spirits I’ve reveled in writing for this blog. When I’ve struggled with depression and self-doubt I’ve found solace in writing for this blog. Aroacehogwarts has been my constant through grad school, relationship ups and downs, the start of my career, and the continued evolution of my orientation and identity. I’ve made wonderful friends (esp. Hufflepuff Mod) and learned so much working with all of my fantastic co-mods and from every person who has ever sent in a headcanon. I’ve been here during times of incredible creativity, and I’m still here when our voice has grown softer (but not silent).
I’m forever thankful to our Slytherin Mod, Alice-Luke, for creating this blog that has allowed our community to come together and flourish beautifully. We’ve weathered everything from (fandom and aroace) discourse to disappointment and betrayal from the very creator of our wizarding world. Regardless, we have found our place here, and we will never let anyone tell us that we don’t belong.
I don’t know what the future holds for this blog. I can’t say if we’ll ever be as prolific as we once were, or if we’ll simply become an archive of a fantastic time in aspec fandom history. However, I do know this simple truth.
Aroacehogwarts will always be there to welcome you home.
harry should really have started to suspect something when everyone around him started asking him when he and cho were gonna date
“you keep smiling awkwardly everytime you see her, just admit you have a crush!” he thought he was only smiling because she sounded cool and loved quidditch as much as him, but maybe those people were right
he was in the dark for a long time, but he was just too busy with the war to think about his sexuality or romantic orientation
so what if he feels strangely repulsed when he sees ron and lavender together? surely everyone feels that way, it’s not weird
things change when he starts dating ginny though
one day, when she’s feeling romantic for once, she tells him how she feels butterflies in her stomach when she looks at him, and keeps describing her feelings
harry starts to slightly panic
that’s not at all how he felt.
he runs to his dorm and starts thinking. was he wrong about his feelings for ginny? but if he wasn’t, why does he feel differently for her than for hermione? but how exactly?
his thoughts keep spiraling down and he has no answers
ginny eventually decides to kick down his door and have a long hard chat with him
she smiles when he explains, to his surprise
“I believe both Charlie and Luna might have some things to explain to you”
they talk a lot, and by the end his feelings are just a tiny bit clearer
ginny doesn’t seem to take it too badly. she asks if he wants them to stay together. he says he wants to try
it’s a tough thing to navigate boundaries and feelings when your own heart doesn’t always seem to make sense, but they stick together
(and maybe, many years later, harry hears of queer platonic relationships and feels like things are a bit more clear again)
Charlie was weird, even for a Weasley. While all his siblings were getting married and having children, he was still playing around with dragons. People always told him “you just haven’t met the right person”, but he knew in his heart that wasn’t true. One trip to Albania told him why he was so different. He was working with a well-know, muggle-born dragon wrangler, named Kalyn. They were working with a Swedish Short-Snouts and lunch had come, along with Kalyn’s husband.
“Do you have that special person in your life, Charlie” Kalyn asked after his husband left to get lunch for the three of them.
“No, can’t say I have, but then again I’m not really looking.” Charlie answered.
“Oh, you mind saying why?” Kalyn asked
Charlie pondered for a few moments then answered, “I see no point in romance or sex. They’re both kinda tiring to me.”
Kalyn was quite for a moment , “So you’re ace?”
“Ace?”
“You know, asexual?” After another confused look, “It’s when you don’t experience sexual attraction, but it also sounds like you might be aro as well, thats when you done experience romantic attraction.” Kalyn explained.
“How do you know all this stuff?” Charlie asks surprised that something could describe him so well.
Kalyn laughs, “It’s something the muggles invented called the internet, they use it to store information. I can’t use it often, something about magic interfering with the signals, but Lucas can. That’s how they figured out they weren’t straight and they introduced me to the idea of something not being straight. They made me realize why I felt so different from other people and why I didn’t like girls.”
“Why are you using they for Lucas, are they not a he?” Charlie asked after noticing it.
“That another thing Lucas is a Demiboy meaning they feel like they are both boy and something else, with Lucas they’re a boy and agender, meaning they don’t have a gender sometimes. But that’s a whole other discussion, let’s just focus on the aro/ace thing.” Kalyn said quickly sense the look on Charlie’s face was of absolute confusion. Before they could start Lucas came back with lunch.
“Ok, I have a chicken club for me, a veggie sandwich for Kalyn and Charlie. What were you two talking about?” Lucas asks sitting down next to the two magizoologist.
“Talking about sexuality, darling and you” Kalyn says giving Lucas a kiss.
“All good things, I hope.” Lucas says jokingly, after taking a bit of their sandwich.
“Well… get out your phone, I need to show Charlie something.” Lucas hands Kalyn their what Charlie guesses is a phone and Kalyn taps at the screen for a few moments before he shows Charlie what he was doing.
“Here is what I was talking about. Right there, that’s the definition of asexual and,” He scrolls down a little bit, “is the definition of aromatic.” Charlie’s eyes go wide and he grabs the phone and reads.
“… by the following terms to indicate that they associate with the romantic, rather than sexual, aspects of sexual orientation: aromantic; lack of romantic attraction towards anyone. That’s me! This is amazing, Kalyn this is me, I’ve felt broken for the longest time and this is me, this is me!” Charlie feels tears springing up and wipes them away, crying would not be good near dragons.
“Whoa, man you ok?” Kalyn questions while they pack up lunch.
“Yeah, I’m fine. It’s just. I finally have the words to describe what I feel and it’s amazing to not feel broken.” Charlie answers tears of joy still falling even after he’s wiped them away several times.
“Ok, just so long you don’t get distracted while the dragons are being nurtured we both know that it will turn out badly if either one of us is gets knocked out. Haha oh man that reminds me of this time I was working with baby Welsh Greens and…” Kalyn continued to speak as Charlie thought. He feels more complete and better than ever.
“Charlie. Charlie! Earth to Charlie! Don’t space out man, you could get really injured if you stop paying attention to your surroundings.” Kalyn says snapping Charlie back to reality.
“Yeah, I’m just thinking, now that I know who I am, I’m going to explain a lot why I’m never going to have a partner.” They both have a laugh before realizing that the dragons were getting antsy and they were going to have a mess to clean up if they don’t sober up soon. They quickly got their act together and finished the job. After they were done cleaning up Charlie told Kalyn what had been running trough his mind while they were working with the dragons.
“Thanks, Kalyn. Thank you so much, words can’t describe how amazing this feels to know that I’m not broken, that others are like me. Thanks.” With that final thanks, Charlie gave Kalyn a hug and they said their goodbyes. As Charlie headed home he mental composed the letter he was going to send to his parents, an explanation for why he had never brought home a girl or boy and who he was. Charlie was weird, even for a Weasley, but he was finally complete.
Sun 22nd, Day 1: Post about canon and headcanoned asexual/spectrum characters in books and comics.
For this occasion 19th aspec drabble of 52 aspec drabbles of 2017. All about Charlie Weasley (and dragons.) [Also on AO3]
"Do kurwy nędzy," grumbled Darek. "Weasley, why the fuck you raised the alarm and I swear you better not answer that it's about the Swed. Because if I stood up the beautiful Lana for another false alarm about the fucking Swed - I will feed you to that dragon myself. Maybe that will make her hatch the eggs faster. Who knows. It will be experiment."
"For a person who dislikes speaking in English you talk a lot, you know?" asked Charlie with an apologetic grin.
"Pierdol się," replied Darek darkly. Charlie still wasn't that good with Polish swearing but he was learning fast and could recognize the various options for the common "go fuck yourself" well enough.
"You see, I'm quite sure I saw a crack."
"Was it on your skull? Because there will be one."
"Darek," Charlie pleaded.
It was just the two of them left. Well, two of them and Katka, the intern from Slovakia who barely spoke English and was not only inexperienced but still full of - generally quite healthy - fear of dragons. It made her unsure at best and unreliable at worst.
They were stuck in Ukraine for over a month now. The giant poster in their small cabin that used to count down the days to the planned hatching was now displaying in disturbingly bright red "-27 days to the hatching!" The charmed tiny drawings of fireworks were getting paler and paler.
Alina left just a few days before, eager to use at least part of her break to spend time with her husband.
Terry and Agata left a week after the hatching was supposed to happen. They were planning their trip for months, to see more of the Europe and finally spend some time alone.
Darek was literally all Charlie had left and that was probably more because Darek could pull girls wherever he was rather than his unshakable commitment.
Sometimes it was hard to be the ace of the group in that sense. To be the only one for whom the dragons really were the priority. Of course, Irina divorced her husband when she could no longer balance the romance with running a dragon reserve, but neither Charlie nor his boss could really expect that kind of commitment out of everyone.
Also, Charlie liked to spread this legend of married-to-dragons scary lady Irina, because he knew she liked that reputation, but he also knew her husband was an abusive dick and dragons were only the final push towards that divorce.
"I understand it's not your thing, but Lena is really, really, very beautiful, you know? And not easy to convince for a date!"
Charlie just kept walking towards the clearing where they kept the biggest Swedish Short-Snout he ever saw, resting on two false eggs and one genuine one. She placed three originally, but one started cracking way too soon and they couldn't save it. The dragon embryo barely formed as they looked at it afterward. It looked big, that's how they got an almost exact planned date of the hatching, but still barely formed. One got some odd spots on the shell and they removed it, worried about the disease. Few spells quickly revealed that something killed that one as well. They replaced both eggs to keep the mother calm and hoped for the last one to be stronger. Sadly, as the time passed, the hope grew stale and only Charlie - with Irina's tentative support - insisted on keeping in with the mother.
"There!" he pointed at the egg, mostly hidden under the huge body of the mother. "Come on, Tina, move a bit, sweetheart."
The dragon eyed Charlie with distaste as he waved at her, urging her to ease up on the egg.
"Kurwa mać," Darek cursed behind him, the crack in the egg now perfectly visible.
Something clicked and they both turned towards Katka who was moving excitedly around the dragon and snapping a picture after picture with a wild maniacal grin.
"Well, this one is tunning up," offered Derek still in slight shock.
Charlie grinned victoriously as Derek owled Lena to cancel their date.
Sometimes it was hard to be ace and a dragon tamer. The crowd was often crude, the tight cohabitation prone to romantic and sexual drama. The strain of the job ruined people's personal lives and sometimes it was hard to tear yourself away from the most fascinating creatures in the world to deal with your friend's break up, but Charlie managed. He loved his friends and he loved his job and it was worth it. On nights like this even others had to admit that.
They sat around the dragon for hours, watching the egg slowly hatch. Lena joined them with hot tea and some sandwiches, apparently not as concerned about the lost date as Darek.
Finally, already past midnight, they watched the biggest Swedish Short-Snout hatchling stumble out of the rest of its egg. Tina was brushing the shells off her child, the sticky slime covering its silver-blue scales. It started standing up on the rare legs, falling clumsily, but getting it after several tries, crowding against its mother for warmth.
Katka's camera kept snapping picture after picture, illuminated by the glowing magical lights they set hovering around.
"I'll be damned," Charlie offered in awe and Darek nodded, looking just as shocked.
"It's a fucking hybrid," he whispered.
"She's so beautiful," whispered Lena, tears in her eyes and Charlie didn't bother to question right now how she knew it was a female.
The Swedish Short-Snout/Ukrainian Ironbelly hybrid hiccupped a patch of smoke and Charlie laughed, somewhat hysterically.
"Well, Weasley, what will you name your firstborn?" Darek asked with a lopsided grin. Neither one of them yet managed to be the first at the hatching and therefore had no naming right as of yet.
Charlie grinned, watching the baby dragon blink its red eyes awkwardly.
"Ruby," he said with mock seriousness. "After her godfather."
Lena looked at him oddly as both he and Darek laughed. Hagrid was going to love it.
It’s asexual awareness week this week, so we thought it would be a great time to have an event focusing on ace headcanons! So what we’re asking is for your favourite asexual headcanons about a harry potter character. It can be in the form of gifset, a textpost, an aesthetic, anything - just tag it with #queery potter or @queery-potter so that we can reblog it here.
This is open to everyone and there’s no limit to how much you can create. We look forward to seeing your headcanons and happy asexual awareness week!
