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Snape after Harry Potter injured a classmate with one of his own created spells:
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harry being overtaken by the sudden bone-deep certainty that something is horrifyingly wrong with his best friend a split second before anything alarming actually happens … curious
Bellatrix: I'm a reverse necromancer. Harry: Isn't that just killing people? Bellatrix: Ah, technicality.
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Canon-compliant HBP.
Snape hid her at Durmstrang for safety. A vision of Voldemort killing him forces her to Hogwarts, with one plan: save Papa. No. Matter. What.
Train rescues. Dark Mark glimpses. Public fatherly ice-outs. Feral family love meets teenage chaos. 9 chapters. 11k words. Weekly updates. 👉 AO3:
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“Let go, Bella!" snarled Narcissa, and she drew a wand from beneath her cloak, holding it threateningly in the other's face. Bella merely laughed.
"Cissy, your own sister? You wouldn't —"
"There is nothing I wouldn't do anymore!" Narcissa breathed, a note of hysteria in her voice, and as she brought down the wand like a knife, there was another flash of light. Bella let go of her sister's arm as though burned.
— Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, Chapter two: Spinner’s end.
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katie mcgrath (merlin) as bellatrix lestrange
elizabeth debicki (tenet) as narcissa malfoy
🎄 ⚡ ✨ (1991—1997)
In My Dreams
Another missing moment. Ginny shows Harry how to properly snog.
"You can stop being so gentle with me," Ginny said against Harry's lips.
Their first kiss had been spontaneous and passionate but every kiss after had been sweet and tame. Ginny did not mind the gentle kisses but she wanted more and Harry seemed to be holding back.
"What?" Harry asked, looking up at her.
She had already taken the initiative to sit in his lap, which he definitely did not seem to mind but his hands were softly on her waist as they kissed.
"You're being perfectly proper with me - too proper. Just snog me like your life depends on it," she said boldly.
Harry promptly turned red. "I- I, uhm-"
"Merlin, Harry, you've dated before. Why are you so scared?" Ginny asked. Harry was avoiding looking her in the eyes now. She hadn't meant to embarrass him, she just couldn't understand why they weren't passionately making out right now.
"We didn't - we never-" he stuttered through his reply.
"Oh boy. Why not?" she asked honestly.
Harry's brow furrowed. "She was crying all the time, especially when we kissed, she just wanted to hold hands and talk- Look, can we not talk about Cho right now?" He looked back up to her.
Ginny smiled. "Never? Oh boy, you're overdue for a good make-out session then."
"Are you mocking me?" Harry shot back.
Ginny adjusted her position so she was even closer to him. "No, I'm volunteering." She grinned and he chuckled when he realised she wasn't making fun of him.
"Just get out of your head for a minute and let your body lead."
Harry turned redder. "I don't think that's a good idea."
Ginny looked at him. "Yes, that's what you're supposed to do… I'll lead," she added as she sensed his hesitation still.
Ginny leaned back in and started slowly, giving him time to adjust. She moved his hands and placed them on her back instead. Then she put her hand on his jaw to guide him, the other around his neck.
Harry seemed to gain some confidence as he held her a little tighter and she leaned in further. She grabbed onto him tighter as she deepened the kiss.
Suddenly Harry appeared to lose all hesitation at once as he took the lead. Tongues sliding together, lips moving still but suddenly he was guiding her. His left arm looped around her waist as the other came up and buried itself in her long hair. She inhaled sharply at the sensation of all these things at once.
She had never been kissed quite like that. Leave it up to Harry Potter to go from 0 to 100 in a few minutes' time. His technique needed work but was compensated by his enthusiasm and the feeling it caused in the pit of her stomach. He held her closer, her body pressed to him as his head angled for better access.
"Better?" he asked when they parted, looking rather flushed. She could tell he knew it was definitely better.
"You're joking?" She caught her breath as he continued to hold her to him, their faces close to each other and their breaths mingling.
"This is better than my dreams," he admitted, looking into her eyes eagerly.
"Been dreaming about me, Potter?" she said, tucking her hair behind her ear.
"For longer than I care to admit." He bit his lip.
She smiled wider. "Shall I show you what we do in my dreams?" She was sure she was blushing but she did not care.
Harry swallowed hard. "What's that?"
Ginny put both hands on either side of his face and kissed him, and then her lips travelled to his jaw, leaving kisses everywhere. Her lips moved further down to his neck, one of her hands came to his collar and slipped under the fabric as she nipped at his neck.
"Interesting dreams you have," he commented, his voice sounded strained and his hold on her tightened.
She chuckled. "You don't know the half of it."