Harry Potter e o Mentor das Trevas - Capítulo 10 - Bônus (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/UiNb/daCF41tM2I Depois de um ano difícil onde aprender a não confiar em ninguém, Harry precisa lidar não apenas com a verdade sobre a morte de seus pais, e sim com os mistérios que cercam tal evento. Há muito mais acontecendo em Hogwarts do que ele pensava, e pela primeira vez, ele pode fazer algo alem de sentar-se e esperar pelo ataque. Esta historia é a sequencia de "Harry Potter e a Serpente de Cristal", será complicado compreender os acontecimentos se não estiver familiarizado com o desenvolvimento dos personagens. Ajudinha para quem está chegando agora: - Dumbledore não é bom como todos pensavam; - Harry Potter tem seus proprios segredos obscuros; - Tom Riddle não é necessariamente o vilão aqui( mas ele também não é nenhum herói); - Harry é muito mais Soncerino do que Grifinorio atualmente; - Essa É UMA HISTORIA SLASH, HOMEMXHOMEM, SE ESSA NÃO É A SUA ONDA, POR FAVOR SIGA EM FRENTE E PROCURE OUTRA HISTORIA; - Drarry( por enquanto); - Lembre-se, é uma fic +18, e eu faço jus a essa classificação, você foi avisado.
Harry Potter e o Mentor das Trevas - Capítulo 1 (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/UiNb/9Dc6J6z81I Depois de um ano difícil onde aprender a não confiar em ninguém, Harry precisa lidar não apenas com a verdade sobre a morte de seus pais, e sim com os mistérios que cercam tal evento. Há muito mais acontecendo em Hogwarts do que ele pensava, e pela primeira vez, ele pode fazer algo alem de sentar-se e esperar pelo ataque. Esta historia é a sequencia de "Harry Potter e a Serpente de Cristal", será complicado compreender os acontecimentos se não estiver familiarizado com o desenvolvimento dos personagens. Ajudinha para quem está chegando agora: - Dumbledore não é bom como todos pensavam; - Harry Potter tem seus próprios segredos obscuros; - Tom Riddle não é necessariamente o vilão aqui( mas ele também não é nenhum herói); - Harry é muito mais Sonserino do que Grifinorio atualmente; - Essa É UMA HISTORIA SLASH, HOMEMXHOMEM, SE ESSA NÃO É A SUA ONDA, POR FAVOR SIGA EM FRENTE E PROCURE OUTRA HISTORIA; - Drarry( por enquanto); - Lembre-se, é uma fic +18, e eu faço jus a essa classificação, você foi avisado.
So here’s another shot in the dark, but I recently became a member of State of Mind. To make my stay there a bit more fun, I was hoping that someone would claim these two requests for me:
Looking for two characters for an AU post Potter HP site.
Firstly, I am looking for Severus Snape. He would be 62 on this site. I see him as still being a Professor, but maybe after being bitten by Nagini he noped out of Hogwarts. My suggested face claim is Alan Rickman, though, I am certainly open to other interpretations. On State Of Mind I play his daughter Linda. You can find out more info at the site: http://somrpg.jcink.net/index.php?act=idx.
Secondly, I am looking for Linda’s final love interest: Weylin Black. He’s the son of Sirius Black. My suggested play by for him is Ben Barnes. I am also open to Avan Jogia (but that would mean that Weylin’s mother was Indian as Sirius clearly isn’t). Anyone with long dark hair would do, I think, as long as he looks close to his age: 15. He’s a Gryffindor in the same year as Linda: 5th year. For more information please visit the following site: http://somrpg.jcink.net/index.php?act=idx.
I would love you forever if you took either of these characters. Thank you so much for your consideration.
You can pop into the site discord and ask me any questions or voice any concerns you may have. I promise you I’m easy to get along with. I just like lots of drama in rps which I think is easy to relate to.
Prompt: Y/N being left alone at the Burrow with Harry and things get a bit steamy. AU where Voldemort never happened and Harry’s parents still live. Reader is the daughter of Remus Lupin.
Warning: There is smut in this story. You have been warned.
Okay, so hopefully I did good. I feel like I may have rushed it. So...sorry. Let me know if you like it though.
Word Count: 2457
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You sat on one of the few couches in the Burrow, a book in your lap and a glass of hot chocolate in hand. It was a particular chilly morning and you couldn’t help but need the warm goodness of chocolate this time. And you also had to blame your father, Remus Lupin. He loved chocolate more than anyone and had passed that trait onto you.
“Morning Y/N!” a cheerful voice broke you out of your reverie, making you glance up from the pages. George came tumbling down the stairs, Fred following close behind him. They both gave you greetings before disappearing out the door in laughter. You knew then that they had managed to cause some sort of havoc and surely, Ron stumbled down the steps, water dripping from his ginger hair.
“You better bloody run because if you lot ever come back,” his threat died as his shoulders slumped before looking at you.
“You know your brothers mean well,” you tried to defend. Ron rolled his eyes.
“Leave it to you to defend them. Bad enough Harry and I are fighting, I don’t need you adding to it,” Ron huffed before heading up the steps. He left you in time to avoid seeing the blush on your cheeks at the mention of Harry’s name. You would never admit that you had feelings for Harry but it simply due to the fact that no one asked. They all assumed Ginny and Harry would get together but they acted more like siblings rather than a potential couple.
You sighed at that thought, picking up your book again. No one ever suspected you to ever have a crush on a boy. They all assumed that your father kept you from wanting contact with people, considering his “furry problem” as your grandparents described it. It caused you much heartache, especially since he was so protective of you.
Without warning, you saw a light shine beside you, causing you to look up. From the fireplace stepped out several people, each putting a bigger smile on your face, especially the last person. You stood from your seat, rushing one of them and receiving a large hug in return. You had missed them, rarely getting a chance before school to see them, so this was a nice surprise.
“Uncle Sirius!”
“Ah Y/N, how’s the pup?” Sirius teased, giving you a hug in return. You turned to the others, hugging James and Lily Potter.
“There’s our beautiful girl! Starting to turn into quite the heartbreaker I see,” James ruffled your hair before turning to Harry, giving him a nudge. You blushed brightly, averting your gaze from your family. They weren’t really your family, none of them were related by blood, but your uncles and aunt had grown up together. They were so close that you rarely saw any of them without the other.
“As long as she does the heartbreaking, then I am fine with that,” came another voice, making you turn to look toward the kitchen. Your father was leaning against the wall, watching the scene play out before him.
“Of course you would say that, Remus. Always the overprotective type.”
“Only toward my little girl,” he gave you a wink, which you groaned toward.
“And this is why I am not going with you to Diagon Alley, dad,” you mumbled, returning to your seat. You heard your father chuckle before nodding toward the stairs. The other Weasleys came down then, all hollering in excitement. Everyone was going to Diagon Alley to get their supplies for the upcoming school year. You had already went and collected your things (with Remus following close behind) so you had no desire to go back. Remus had to get a few more things for himself, so he opted to go again, deciding that he could leave you alone. Even though you were a 7th year student.
“Um, Mum, Dad, can I stay here with Y/N?” Harry’s voice earned your attention, watching as his parents nodded.
“Sure buddy,” James patted his shoulder, grinning from ear to ear. “Such the perfect gentleman to offer to keep Y/N company. Just don’t do anything Padfoot would do, okay?”
“Yeah, sure thing,” Harry shoved his hands in his pockets, an annoyed expression crossing his features. Everyone bid the others goodbye, flooing away. George and Fred came back once everyone was gone, following quickly behind once they made their comments about Harry and you being left alone. And then, it was quiet in the house.
You shifted uncomfortably on the couch, failing to pay attention to your book. It also didn’t help that Harry was staring at you, watching every move you made. You tried to act natural, taking a sip of your hot chocolate and turning the page but you found your mind just couldn’t stay focused. So, you glanced up at Harry, keeping a stoic expression on your face.
“Yes?” you questioned, arching a brow. Harry rubbed the back of his neck before focusing on you again, smiling gently.
“Hey.”
“Oh by Merlin’s beard Harry,” you giggled, patting the spot next to you. He let out a breathy laugh, doing as you requested. You felt the couch dip as he sat, his hands laying awkwardly in his lap.
“So, what are you reading?”
“You would find it boring,” you giggled again, the butterflies slowly releasing. But he asked anyways and you explained the words, finding yourself enjoying the time you were spending with him. Harry, however, distracted you by grabbing your hand, his eyes searching yours.
“H-Harry!”
“I…I need to be honest with you, Y/N,” he started, ducking his head for only a second. “I…My parents have been wondering why I haven’t found a girlfriend yet. They want me to be like them, finding love at Hogwarts. They think the first girl I bring home will be mine but…I already found her.”
You felt disappointment bubbling in your chest, immediately thinking that he was going to reject your feelings. You began to think back on all the times you were with him, trying to see how you gave away your most guarded secret. Did you mention it? Did he overhear you when you talked in your sleep?
“It’s okay, Harry. I understand if you don’t like me,” you sighed, blinking back tears. His green eyes locked with yours, a shocked expression crossing his features. It even made you pause, the air you needed to survive trapped in your throat. It seemed like it was an eternity before he reacted, but not in a way that you expected. For without warning, he pulled you close to his chest, and kissed you.
His kiss was soft, his tongue quickly prying your lips apart. You sucked in a breath, barely able to keep a moan back as his explored the cavern of your mouth. You felt his hand travel along the curves of your hips before he pulled you in closer by your rear, molding your body into his. You own traveled over his shoulders, circling his neck to give yourself some sort of stability to what he was doing to you. Only when the need for oxygen became too much did you both separate.
“I love you, Y/N. That’s what I wanted to say,” he sighed, his fingers running into your hair.
“I…I didn’t know…. I- “
“I know. But I need you, Y/N. I need you right now,” his desperation hit your core, making you nod in understanding. His parents had been rather rough on him, wanting him to find someone to marry. His dad would bring up how they met in Hogwarts and fell in love, expecting their son to do the same. But his interest was on someone they weren’t expecting and to find it was you was not only an honor, but a relief.
“The…. the rooms….my room,” your broken sentence made him nod, his hands finding yours before pulling you to your feet. You both made your way up the crooked steps until you reached the floor you were staying on. He knew which was your room, having visited it many times and you found yourself in his arms as soon as the door opened, his mouth latching onto yours as soon as you entered.
The door slammed shut with a bang, reminding you how grateful you were to being alone in the house. Closes were shred, tossed in different directions before feeling your back hit the bed. Harry was immediately over you, his lips finding every bit of bare flesh he could with his mouth. You gasped and writhed beneath him, arching when his tongue flicked out over your breasts.
“Harry!”
“I know,” he whispered to you, teeth nipping your shoulder. You felt his fingers travel along your abdomen, getting closer to your center as you sucked in a breath. And then, you felt the first touches, your jaw unhinging as you arched off the bed with a cry. You felt him enter a single digit, groaning at the heat that enveloped it.
“So…so tight,” he shuttered, working the digit in and out of you. You weren’t a virgin by any means, having dated a few boys and making a few mistakes, but you still felt some sort of discomfort.
“I’m…sorry,” you groaned before being silenced with another kiss, a second digit joining the first. He continued thrusting them into you, your body desperately trying to increase the friction by matching the speed of his fingers with your hips.
“Don’t be,” he whispered to you before pulling out his fingers, flicking across the pearl at the junction of your legs. You bucked away from him, a cry escaping your lips in surprise. Harry covered you again, settling between your legs. He waited for you to look at him, waited for consent. And when you gave it, he slowly entered you.
You moaned loudly, feeling your body give way to his member. He did not wait for you to adjust, immediately thrusting into you. He buried himself over and over, moving faster and harder. You grabbed his shoulders, trying to steel yourself for the urgency of his hips. You could feel the tension in his body, taken by surprise by the need he had of you.
“Fuck Y/N!” he groaned loudly. He moved your legs, pushing them up to your shoulders to sink deeper as you moaned loudly. You didn’t even care if anyone heard you, if anyone even came home early. You were lost in the throes of passion, the pleasure washing over your form. You felt yourself wind tighter, clawing his back as you got closer to ectasy. And then, without warning, you felt the snap, you voice crying to heavens as your body erupted around him. You heard Harry follow suit, a muffled yell joining yours.
Your chests heaved as he collapsed on you, cradling your head to his chest. You savored the moment, being connected with him before feeling him shift, lying next to your body. A sheet covered your bodies, Harry rolling to his back. You rested your head against his chest, trying to catch your breath. Harry chuckled, his arm wrapping around your body, fingertips lightly skimming your arm. No words could be spoken to describe the joy you were feeling in that moment. Harry loved you and only wanted you. And he needed you, which you were grateful to do.
“Y/N?”
“Yes, Harry,” you looked up, staring into his eyes. Harry smiled, kissing your nose.
“I want to apologize about this. I wasn’t really…gentle.”
“It’s fine. I know we didn’t have much time,” you gave him a grin, curling in to him more. The silence stretched on, both of you comfortable to just lay in your arms until Harry disrupted it.
“Do you….do you wanna get married soon?”
“M-m-married? Are….are you proposing to me?” you squeaked. Harry laughed before giving a nod, watching as a smile developed on your face. And without warning, you screamed, wrapping your arms around his neck in answer.
“Y/N? Harry? Everything alright?!”
You both froze, Harry quickly scrambling to find his clothes. You held the sheet up to your chest, your cheeks brightening dangerously as you realized that your father was home with the others. You could hear his footsteps on the stairs as you quickly followed suit, trying to find your own before he opened the door.
“Yes, Daddy. Everything is okay,” you squeaked, ripping open your trunk. You decided to just wear a new outfit, not really thinking about the outcome…
“Are you both in your room?”
“Y.. yeah, Harry was just helping me….um…. with a stain! I spilt my hot chocolate.”
“But the cup is fine….Y/N I swear to Merlin if you two did anything in there, then I will hex Harry to the moon!”
“Dad, I spilt the chocolate on my shirt! Not the cup!” you yelled in response, pulling your shirt over your head. You managed to get all your clothes on and Harry was fully dressed, a quick refreshing spell being cast before your door opened. You felt your face burn with embarrassment as Harry held up your old shirt, going over the front as if you did spill your drink.
“I think I got it out, Y/N,” he muttered, showing you the shirt. Your father was standing in the doorway, eyeing you both before a sudden growl took you by surprise.
“Harry! Were you snogging my daughter?!”
“Pardon?” Harry furrowed his brows before looking over at you, his eyes widening at what he saw. You were confused for only a few seconds before you realized that Remus was staring at you neck. Which meant only one thing.... a hickey was forming.
“Dad, listen…. we can…. we can explain!” you held your hands in front of you, watching as Remus pulled out his wand. You heard several other footsteps coming up the stairs, several eyes peering through your door frame.
“Well Harry, you could have just told us you like Y/N. Would have made things easier,” Lily sighed. James was grinning ear to ear as Sirius clapped his hands in excitement.
“That’s my godson!”
“Padfoot, you are not helping the situation!” Remus turned then, staring the man down. Sirius, however, was unaffected by the glare made in his direction.
“Come now, Moony, I’m proud of the boy. Snagged himself a good looking girl. Especially a Lupin,” Sirius chuckled as Remus went over, grabbing the collar of Harry’s shirt. You watched the scene unfold, your father threatening Harry, Lily trying to defuse the situation while reprimanding Harry, and James high fiving Sirius. But you couldn’t help the smile when green eyes locked with yours, a smirk pulling at his lips at the little secret you both shared.
