#dursley

[basiatlu]

Marauders and 1 Petunia. I imagine this as them a couple years out from Hogwarts before shit goes downhill

[i-j0s]

[enigmaticemperor]

I started this off wanting to make it angsty, but sometimes (all the time), the fic and characters just have a hold over you.

Prompt #8: Ginny vs Dursley

The front door clicked open, and Lily came running into the living room and jumped into Harry’s lap, prompting him to drop the newspaper and go, “oof!”

He caught her so she wouldn’t fall off and asked, “Did you have fun with Mummy, Elle?”

Ginny and the kids had a ‘Day with Mum’ today. He didn’t know how they were able to manage three kids on these ‘Day with Dad’ and ‘Day with Mum’, but it was a fun and tiring day for one and a completely relaxing one for the other.

“Yep,” she popped the ‘p’ and went on, “we had waffles and then went to Uncle George’s shop. Jay and Al were running around, trying out everything, while I didn’t do anything. I was a good girl.”

“I’m sure you were, Lily,” he nodded along with her, “You didn’t trick Uncle George into giving you a few wheezes.”

She smiled guiltily but said, “Yes, I didn’t.” She placed both her hands on her father’s cheeks and patted.

“Then we had ice cream and went to the park, and then we had lunch and went shopping! Look, Daddy, I got you something,” She pulled out a fancy-looking quill which had a dragon on the end from her bag and handed it to him. 

“Thank you!” He smiled and kissed her on the cheek, his beard scratching her, which caused her to giggle.

“James Sirius Potter! Put that down right now! And you too, Albus Fleamont Potter! Wait until we get inside!” Ginny could be heard from the entrance.

Lily leaned over to whisper in his ear, “Mummy’s angry.”

“Why?” He whispered back.

“I don’t know,” she looked at him with big hazel eyes. “We didn’t do anything!”

He kissed her forehead and said soothingly, “I know you didn’t, Elle. Let me talk to Mummy, ok? You go put those in your room.”

She jumped off his lap, took her bag, and shouted, “Ok, Daddy!” and ran towards her room.

Ginny came in with the boys and told them to put their stuff in their rooms before placing three more bags on the coffee table. She walked towards him and plopped down on the sofa, her legs in his lap. 

He decided she wasn’t close enough and pulled her into his lap, saying, “Lily told me you’re angry.” He buried his face into her hair.

She was silent for a moment and then said, “I saw Petunia and Vernon.”

Harry’s arms tightened around her, and his face went pale.

She ran her hands through his hair, and they sat in silence for a moment before Harry asked, “Where? What happened?”

“At the mall. Why do you assume something happened?” She countered defensively.

He sighed wearily, “I know you, Gin. They must have said something to set you off, and you shouted at them.”

“He called Jay, Al and Lily ‘little freaks’,” she said darkly.

“What!?” He said indignantly.

“I almost hexed him there but I settled on shouting at them. I didn’t want to make a scene.”

“I wouldn’t have minded this time.”

“They deserved it last time too,” she placed a kiss on his cheek.

“Did the kids hear it? They didn’t give any sign of it,” he asked worriedly, his hands restlessly playing with the straps of her sundress.

She shook her head and he sagged against her in relief. “They were too preoccupied with the toys section.”

“They shouldn’t have to hear that. Anything like that,” he said firmly.

“You aren’t a freak either, you know,” she forced him to look at her and placed a light, feathery kiss on his lips. “You shouldn’t have had to hear that too.”

“So my wife tells me,” he said, pulling her closer. She looked into his eyes and found that he was a little shaken by the memories, but that he wasn’t as affected as he used to be. It was comforting to know that he was slowly, but surely getting rid of the hold the Dursleys’ upbringing still had on him.

“Smart woman.” She kissed him, washing away the painful memories of his childhood. He was loved now. He had an amazing wife and three wonderful children and -

“Muuuuuum! Lily isn’t sharing the Lego set with me and James!!” Al whined.

“Lego set, huh?” He smirked, his green eyes twinkling in amusement.

“Oh, hush,” she smiled, “You got them that train set last time.”

“Muuuuum!” This time it was James.

She slid off his lap to go talk to their kids. “Coming!”

Yes, he couldn’t have wished for anything better.

Read the rest of my fics for November Hinnyfest 2k22 on ff.net!

[ridiculouspickles]

[picklesonjupiter]

who would you like Harry to be raised by?

Sirius and Remus 🐺⭐️

James and Lily 🦌

Severus Snape 🦇

the Dursleys 🗑

Dumbledore 🧙‍♂️

Minerva 🐈

Voting ended onApr 9, 2023

[severusish]

“i could fix her” “i could make her worse” well i could blow her up like a giant balloon and watch her disappear over the garden wall

[ginnyw-potter-archive]

If you are taking requests. Can you write something about the Dursley’s. Like Harry and Ginny talking about them or running into them?

A/N: Not super long but I hope you enjoy! I think Harry would also casually mention things from his childhood and Ginny looking absolutely horrified and he has to realise that that was another thing that was absolutely not normal.

Harry and Ginny went to Privet Drive before the Dursleys returned to their home. He would avoid them if he could and he no longer had any reason to spend time with them. They had been kept safe during the war, and that was enough. 

Harry walked into the vacant home, it was left just as he remembered it. Nothing seemed to have moved in the meanwhile. Ginny silently followed him upstairs and helped him pack the rest of his clothes, his books and some other small items. 

“Did… they really hit you?” Ginny asked him as they closed his trunk. Harry sighed, he had never talked about it in depth. 

“Vernon thought my mere existence was an offence. Dudley just had anger issues,” he explained. Ginny did not pry any more than that. She knew it was worse than he was letting on. He picked up his trunk and took it downstairs. 

He was lost in thought looking at the cupboard under the stairs. Ginny came to stand beside him. 

“My first bedroom,” he clarified. Ginny looked appalled. 

“They put you in there as a baby?” she asked in shock, she never had heard of such a thing. Harry hesitated to clarify but did it anyway. 

“No, until I was eleven,” Harry softly said, looking at Ginny to see her reaction. She looked as though she could kill a man as she stepped forward and pulled open the cupboard door and looked inside. 

“Were they out of their minds?!” she let out angrily, stepping back. She was clearly fuming. Harry put an arm around her and pulled her to his side in the hopes it would pacify her. 

“To think so many people in the Order could have raised you and they left you here with literally the worst muggles possible,” she said in disgust. 

“It was my best protection,” Harry simply replied, it was all he had known. Ginny shook her head in disbelief at the whole situation. 

“I am very tempted to stay here and hex them but I will be the bigger person and take you home instead and you can finally leave these awful people behind you,” she said, caressing his cheek. He smiled and leaned into her touch.

“That sounds wonderful,” Harry replied. He picked up his trunk and let Ginny lead him out of the house.

[mostlikelytobeagainstcapitalism]

Not a Dumbledore slander, but instead of forcing Harry every summer to go at the Dursley's to be protected from Voldemort, couldn't have he hidden Harry in someone's house (maybe Sirius's after the fourth book) with the Fidelius Charm? Harry would've been protected for all summer and he would've been at Hogwarts the rest of the year, under the protection of Dumbledore himself. This way Harry wouldn't have been further abused by his relatives and would've actually been relaxed during the summer holidays.

I may be dumb, but I think this could've worked.