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Chapter 2 of The Curse of Nott Manor is now live 🐺💙🌪️

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Victoire Josephine Weasley 💙

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i'll never finish writing this bill one shot if i keep having to turn my head every time i write him saying something flirty 🫩 i just have to change tabs, bang my head against my desk internally and keep writing

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• “I think that probably says more about you that it does about Harry, Professor Snape,” Bill Weasley shakes his head. Severus knows this is fair, but still scowls. “Tell them about second year, Ron.”

• “Why?” Ron glares at Sirius and Remus, twists his face to sneer at Severus. “They’ll just dismiss it. It’s just like Harry said. Nobody believes it could happen to him.”

• That strikes Severus so firmly that for a moment, he cannot take a breath. ‘Who am I going to tell, Lily? Nobody will believe me.’ He is the head of Slytherin. He sees more abuse cases than any other member of staff and he missed it. He missed Lily’s son.

• “Harry’s strong, Harry’s brave,” Sirius is muttering. “Harry would never let them—,”

• “Let them?” Severus feels outrage at that, too but it’s Ronald Weasley, with all the disgust Severus could possibly muster, that speaks. “Let them?”

• “He fought Voldemort !” Black yells. “He outflew a dragon, he’s - he’s -, “

• “He asked to move in with you seconds after meeting you,” Lupin mumbles against Black’s shoulder. When he lifts his head, Severus sees there the same kind of devastation he had felt learning about Regulus’ childhood. It’s one thing to suffer yourself, another when someone you love does. “Remember, Siri? You asked, he’d just met you, he had no idea who you were and still—,”

• “No!” Black shakes his head fervently. “We would have known. I would have known! Someone would have known, someone would have told!” Black glares at Granger again. “Harry would have told someone! Why didn’t you make him?”

• Oddly, Granger doesn’t look at Black. She looks past him, to Albus.

• “What do you want me to say?” Granger whispers.

• Severus feels it. The white-hot fury inside every one of the adults, including himself, as they turn to glare at the old man at the head of the table, who is holding Grangers gaze with sorrowful eyes.

• “You knew,” Severus says, flatly. Albus darts his eyes to Severus for a moment and Severus sends words across the void of minds in the way only a skilled legillimens can: You promised you would keep him safe. Albus flinches.

• “What?” Lupin is staring at Albus and astonishingly, his eyes are turning to liquid amber. Oh, shit. “She’s saying you knew? Did…Did Harry tell you?”

• “He mentioned that he was not happy there,” Albus sighs slowly, closing his blue eyes. “He mentioned there was a…a lack of love, perhaps.”

• “Yes, well, apparently that lack of love was enough to draw a pint of blood out of his body,” Severus snarls.

(The Heir to the House of Prince)

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To pick up barely-legal French girls, obviously.

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🥰 A new Weasley family pet! Charlie has always been the freak, with his love for dragons. NOW he has some SERIOUS competition in the house! Charlie has dragons. Bill has a FENRIR GREYBACK 💪 A side-silly for my Harry Potter Horcrux comic because I just couldn't stop myself 😂

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Damn what the stars think

Series Masterlist

Bill Weasley x fem!OC

Series summary: Bill Weasley meets a girl who bears the weight of her entire lineage on her shoulders. Ophelia Lestrange is somewhat eccentric, a bit withdrawn, and stubborn—truly stubborn. Can the heiress to the Lestrange and Black families fall in love with a blood traitor? Will Effie defy fate and find peace of mind?

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Chapter 1 - The Noble and Most Ancient House of Black

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Damn what the stars think

Chapter 1 - The Noble and Most Ancient House of Black

Pairing: Bill Weasley x OC

Summary: When Tonks invites Effie to a meeting at 12 Grimmauld Place, Effie is unconvinced. However, she meets a charming, handsome young man named Bill there, and her whole world is turned upside down.

Word count: 1,5k

Warnings: swearing, war, mentions of shitty childhood, mentions of bullying, mentions of shitty parents, Bill is hot, slight age gap (Bill is 25, Ophelia is 20), English is not my first language.

Ophelia entered the kitchen at Grimmauld Place rather timidly, trying not to draw attention to herself, though that was very difficult given the mass of tangled black curls on her head. She regretted letting her older cousin talk her into attending the Order’s meeting. She felt that everyone in the kitchen knew who she was and whose blood ran in her veins. Especially Sirius Black, a distant relative of hers who loathed the House of Black, despite hailing from it himself. Effie, however, didn't blame him. She herself would have changed her surname at the first opportunity, had she been able to.

However, it was impossible to avoid drawing attention to herself with Dora around; since morning, she had been walking around with bright green hair that was positively blinding to anyone who looked at it for more than two minutes.

"Come on! Don’t hide, no one here is going to bite you!" Dora said, sitting down opposite the red-haired girl with the feisty smile.

"They’ll just swallow you whole," the redhead replied, reaching her hand across the table toward Ophelia. "I’m Ginny. And you are…?"

"I’m Ophelia." Effie murmured taking Ginny’s hand. Ginny shook their hands vigorously, as a sign of greeting and the start of a new acquaintance.

"She’s just a bit shy." Tonks told Ginny. "But once she gets going, she turns into quite the chatterbox. Sometimes she talks more than the two of us put together."

Ophelia agreed with that statement—to an extent, though not entirely. She wouldn’t have described herself as shy or timid, she was simply quiet. She adored peace and quiet, expressing her love for these virtues by spending most of her time alone.

Yet, this wasn't solely due to her love of quiet, there was another reason, buried deep within the layers of her subconscious. She had no desire to expose herself to harassment; she had already endured enough of a living hell at school. Most students either feared her or, conversely, picked on her because of her lineage. The name Lestrange was like a brand seared into her soul, as if she were cattle. She couldn't shake it off; she had merely learned not to introduce herself by her full name unless the situation demanded it.

She was snapped out of her reverie by a loud crack, followed by the equally loud shouting of a woman. Two identical red-haired boys burst into the kitchen, chuckling merrily. A woman, clearly their mother, rushed in after them, her face flushed with anger.

"How many times do I have to say it?! No teleporting in the house!" she yelled, swatting one of the boys on the arm with a dishcloth. "Just because you’re of age doesn’t mean you can go waving your wands around willy-nilly!"

The boys just laughed louder, completely unconcerned by their mother’s shouting. She shooed them back out into the hallway.

"That’s Fred and George, my brothers," Ginny explained. "The biggest troublemakers of the seven of us."

"You have six siblings?" Effie asked in surprise.

"Yes, the oldest is Bill. He’s really cool, you’ll meet him today," the redhead said. "Then there’s Charlie, he works with dragons in Romania. After that, Fred, George, Ron, and me. There’s also Percy, but it’s better not to mention him. He had a huge falling-out with our parents and hasn’t spoken to us since."

"I know Percy, we were in the same year. I recognize you all in general, but I didn't realize there were so many of you."

"Are you talking about the Perfect Prefect?" Ophelia heard a low, pleasant voice behind her. She turned and saw a tall man wearing a fang earring.

"Speak of the wolf!" Tonks said happily, evidently knowing the man. "Effie, meet Bill. Bill, meet my cousin, Ophelia."

"It’s nice to meet you, Ophelia."

"It's nice to meet you, too," Effie murmured. "I hope she said nothing but good things about me."

"What do you take me for, my dear? Of course I sang your praises!" Dora was indignant.

Bill smiled gently as he sat down next to Ophelia, close enough for her to catch the scent of his cologne, yet far enough away that she didn't feel uncomfortable. It was August and sweltering outside, so he was wearing short sleeves, revealing his freckled, well-defined arms. She noticed several leather cord bracelets on his wrist, a watch on a leather band and silver signet rings on his fingers.

"What do you do, Ophelia?" Bill asked politely.

"I... well, I'm training to be a Healer, specializing in potions," Effie explained, blushing slightly, though she tried to hide it behind her curls. She was certain, however, that Ginny, sitting opposite her, could see the flush on her pale cheeks. "In short, I'll be brewing potions and all sorts of other remedies for St Mungo's. What about you?"

"I’m a Curse Breaker for Gringotts." Bill said.

"I told you Bill is great. The coolest of all those morons." Ginny interjected with a smile.

"Don't suck up to me, kid. Head upstairs, the meeting is about to start."

Ginny snorted in annoyance and stuck out her tongue at her older brother, but the moment she caught her mother’s eye, she instantly quieted down and ran upstairs, slamming the door behind her. It was completely unnecessary, though, as the door was immediately opened by three men. One had scars on his face, it was Remus Lupin, who had taught Ophelia during her final year at Hogwarts. Following him were a tall, bespectacled man with red hair and a stocky man with a glass eye in his socket. That had to be Alastor Moody. Dora had told Effie that he had been her mentor during her Auror training.

"I told you, Moody, that I’d bring my cousin Ophelia along," Tonks said.

"Yes, but I still don't know why," Moody grumbled.

"She’s brilliant at Potions, and on top of that, she knows Legilimency and Occlumency," Dora explained.

"So, a female Snape, then," Moody boomed as he sat down at the table. "It’s a good thing he isn't here right now, or he might have taken offense, fucking bat. I’ll admit her to the Order, but only because I trust you, Tonks."

The rest of the meeting passed without incident. It felt strange for Ophelia to sit in her ancestral home without hearing any snide remarks about Muggles, Muggle-borns, or so-called blood traitors. Whenever she had visited this house as a child, those vile views—words steeped in venom and hatred—had been drilled into her. Fortunately, her parents were arrested shortly after her sixth birthday for using the Cruciatus Curse on the Longbottoms. She subsequently spent a few months in a muggle orphanage before eventually going to live with her aunt, Andromeda Tonks.

The first few days were a nightmare, though it was certainly not the fault of Aunt Andromeda, her husband Ted, or their daughter Dora, who was eight years old at the time. Little Effie was plagued by constant nightmares and a fear of the dark. Matters only worsened when she found a Boggart in a rarely used drawer. It took a long time for her to settle into her new home, but she eventually succeeded and came to live with them as if they were her own true family.

She also occasionally visited her other aunt, Narcissa Malfoy, and her family. Narcissa’s son, Draco, was slightly younger than Effie but a hundred times more cruel. What they had failed to instill in her, they had instilled in him, and Draco loathed everything Muggle. She felt uncomfortable there, all those nasty memories would come flooding back. Ophelia had never suffered any actual abuse at the hands of her parents, yet the mere thought of them made her skin crawl. She knew that her mother, Bellatrix, loved her dearly.

She felt torn between her love for her parents and the knowledge of the horrible, vile, and cruel things they had done. They were Death Eaters who had sown terror in the worst sense of the word. Ophelia felt guilty about visiting them in Azkaban once a year. She knew the extent of the harm they had caused, the closest example was Aunt Dromeda, who had been disowned by the family after marrying a Muggle-born.

"That’s all for today," Moody announced. "See you the day after tomorrow."

Most people began to leave the kitchen, including Dora and Effie. However, Bill stopped them in the hallway.

"So, Tonks?" Bill began. "Are you coming to that concert with us?"

"Sure, I’ve missed Charlie," Dora replied with a smile. "I need to give him a good jab in the ribs, he hasn't written me a single letter in two months!"

"Maybe Ophelia will come with us?" Bill suggested.

Effie felt a bit flustered. She found Bill likable, but she wasn't sure she was ready to go out with his friends.

"I’ll have to think about it... I’ve got a lot of studying right now, so I don't know if I'll find the time," she mumbled. "I'll let you know."

"Right, I'll wait to hear from you," Bill said, though Effie detected a hint of awkwardness in his tone. It was as if he had expected a different answer and was disappointed by the one he got.

"We're off, then. See ya, Weasley!" Tonks said in farewell.

"Bye, Bill," Effie murmured.