I am surprised that adults write that Slytherin is a faculty for bad children. At 11 years old. Apart from Draco, there were no Slytherin death eaters, well, maybe two more of his friends, and during Slughorn's time, half of Slytherin, but many adore Slughorn because he is a good teacher.
You mean jkr? Yeah I mean again, the first books were for children with clear black-and-white characters. It's overly simplistic and she didn't ever fix it by making the main characters really discuss the House issue amongst themselves.
Slughorn, like every Hogwarts teachers before the first war, is an irresponsible moron. But since he was Head of Slytherin, I think he's even more to blame for his inaction (except like, Dumbledore). Honestly, I think he was just too self-centered to notice. He wasn't interested in his students (except the super talented ones for the Slug Club) or in his job as a guardian.
Because this is what the teachers are, in a boarding school like Hogwarts: guardians.
I don't know if this was ever written in their job description but clearly none of them gave a shit.
Can you write a fic where Harry finds out Sirius is his Dad and him talking to Sirius about it and talking about Sirius’ relationship with James and stuff, sorry if it doesn’t really make sense
((A/N: This is a sad one, since James is dead))
Here's some old things of your father's, Professor Lupin had said when he was saying goodbye at the end of the school year. Found them at their old house when... well, you know.
Harry had thanked him and hoped there would be photographs, maybe a journal. Something to feel connected with his parents.
And technically, a connection is what he found. It just wasn't what he expected. Because he found his birth certificate in there, and to his surprise, it didn't say Lily Evans Potter next to James Potter. It said James Potter and Sirius Black.
He sat down hard, staring at the certificate. Aunt Petunia... she must not know. She only puts up with Harry because he's her nephew; if she knew that he wasn't, he'd be out on his arse in a flat second. With that in mind, he packs up his room. He can't stay here. The protection Professor Dumbledore thought he had doesn't exist. Harry doesn't know how this happened and who all knows the truth, but the Weasley's will let him stay while he gets his feet under him, he's sure of it.
He shows up at their doorstep, and Mrs. Weasley takes one look at him before enveloping him in a hug and telling him, "You can stay as long as you need, Harry dear."
He writes to Sirius as soon as he's set up in Ron's room. His best mate asked what was wrong, of course, but Harry wants to try and get answers from Sirius before he tells Ron anything. His letter is short and to the point.
Sirius, I found my birth certificate. Can we talk? I'm staying at the Burrow, rooming with Ron. Love, Harry
After Hedwig flies off with the note, it occurs to Harry that he should've talked to Mrs. Weasley about Sirius coming over. He is a wanted man, after all. She seems to know the situation-- with Sirius, that is-- because she pats his shoulder and tells him that of course it's fine. She really is too nice to him, and he appreciates it. He needs to think of something nice to do for her before the summer's out.
*
Sirius arrives, looking better than he did last time Harry saw him. His smile is a mix of sheepish and hopeful. Harry barrels into him, hugging him so tight he hears Sirius wheeze.
"I missed you too," Sirius whispers.
"C'mon, let's go up to Ron's room. A bit more private than here," Harry says. The Weasley's are good people and he loves every one of them, but there are at least three people looking at Harry and his father right now, and he wants to get away from any prying eyes while he learns about his family.
Ron's room is cramped, especially with the extra bed for Harry in it, but Sirius doesn't look the least bit bothered. Harry sits on his bed, and Sirius sits across from him on Ron's.
"So." Sirius swallows thickly. "You know."
"Yeah. Bit of a shock, I'm sure you can imagine."
He smiles weakly.
"How did- I mean, everyone thinks Lily's my mum. How did that happen? And I've seen photos of their wedding. Did he cheat on her with you?"
"Your parents had a complicated relationship," Sirius says slowly.
"But Lily's not my parent. You are."
Sirius's mouth twists, like he's tasted something sour. "Right. You... what you need to understand Harry is that James was a good person. The best. But it was war, and emotions ran high. You've been through a lot in your life, but you can't imagine what it was like back then."
"So he did cheat on her," Harry says, stomach twisting into a hard knot. He wanted to believe people when they said his dad was a good man, and even now, Sirius is saying it, but it isn't true.
Sirius's shoulder hunch. "Yeah," he says tonelessly. "That's one way of looking at it."
"They were married, but you had me, not her. What other way is there to look at it?"
"That me and James were together first and technically he was cheating on me with Lily," Sirius says with a crooked smile that just looks sad.
Harry blinks at him. "That's more depressing." He puts his head in his hands and shakes his head a little, trying to clear it out. Unsurprisingly it does nothing. "So you and my dad were in love but you couldn't be together so he pretended to be in love with my mother and you were all miserable."
"I wouldn't say miserable," Sirius hedges. "We had an understanding."
"An understanding," Harry replies flatly.
"What do you want me to say, Harry? It wasn't easy, but all three of us loved you more than anything in the world."
"So I'm a loved bastard. Great."
Sirius looks so impossibly sad, like he's about to start crying right there on Ron's bed.
Harry sighs and rubs at his eyes under his glasses. "Sorry." He didn't set out to make Sirius sad, he just wanted answers. "Can you... tell me how it happened? You and my dad?" Maybe once he hears that, it won't sound so bleak.
"We were always close. One day we just fell into being more and never looked back."
"That almost sounds romantic," Harry says, smiling weakly.
"I don't know what you want me to say, pup."
"I want you to say that my mum-- Lily, I mean-- knew about the two of you and was okay with it," he says, because it's the truth, that's what he wants to hear, it's the only way he'll feel better about this whole thing.
"Of course she knew. It was impossible to be around the two of us and not know. Everyone knew."
"If everyone knew, then why did her and my dad get married?"
Sirius smiles crookedly. "It was the seventies."
"And you getting pregnant-- is that something all wizards can do?"
"No, no. We er." Sirius rubs at the back of his neck uncomfortably. "We were fooling around with some magic, and, well, you happened. Didn't know what was going on for months, then all of a sudden I'm gaining weight. You should've see the look on the medi-witch's face after that appointment. Lily agreed to cover for me, and then they had to go in hiding and... you know the rest."
"So you and Dad were in love."
Sirius swallows thickly. "Very much so."
"But he still married Lily."
"Yes." Sirius looks unbearably sad about it. He hasn't looked happy for the entire conversation, but he's sadder than before.
"Why did she agree to that?"
"I don't have a simple answer for you, Haz. We were friends, James's parents were dying and they wanted to see him married, I couldn't marry him, this is how it all sorted out." Sirius sighs deeply, looking even more world-weary.
Harry almost feels bad for asking, but he needed answers. He's not sure he's happy with what he got. "It sounds miserable."
"It wasn't, at the time. We managed with the hand we were dealt."
"But you didn't get to marry him. And he didn't love Lily. It sounds like you all ended up sad."
"It's sad because they're dead, not because we couldn't stand our lives," Sirius argues. "I know it sounds to you like everything was terrible, but it wasn't like that when we were living it. We were as happy as we could be, at the time."
Harry is about to disagree with him, but he stops and takes a look at Sirius. A real look at him. He's sad, yes, but there's a sort of desperation to his eyes, trying to make Harry understand that there were happy times, that they weren't all miserable for their entire lives. He bites his lip and shifts his weight, trying to readjust. "Can you... tell me about it? Being pregnant with me? Just- I dunno, some of the good times?"
Sirius smiles, looking for the first time like there's an ounce of happiness in him. "Sure."
*
Sirius all-but waddles down the stairs, one hand on his protruding stomach, the other against the wall for balance. He feels like the Giant Squid, washed up on the shore and trying to heave itself back into the water.
"Morning, Sirius," Lily calls from the kitchen.
"Am I really that noisy?" he asks, grimacing.
"Afraid so, love. James is out to the store to get more chocolates for you. He should be back any minute."
Sirius nods, easing carefully down into a chair around the table.
Lily immediately slides him a tea-- herbal, because he can't have caffeine-- and he takes it gratefully. The sunlight coming in through the window catches on her wedding ring, but it doesn't make Sirius's chest ache the way it used to. "How'd you sleep?"
"Like shite. I think I kept James up all night with my walking back and forth to the loo. And then to the kitchen to grab a snack, because I was hungry from being up so long, hence all the chocolates being gone." He takes a sip of tea and makes a face. Sugar. It desperately needs sugar. He used to be able to take his tea just like this, but no, with the pregnancy, it's like his appetite has had a complete overhaul. He fixes his tea and rubs a hand over his face. "Sorry I'm complaining so much. I'm just so bloody uncomfortable."
"You never need to apologize, Sirius," Lily says with a kind smile. She's nice. She's always so sodding nice. There was a time when Sirius wished he could hate her, but he's glad they ended up friends.
The front door opens and closes softly. James's footsteps are unnaturally muted against the floor. He comes into the kitchen, then blinks in surprise at seeing Sirius up. "Hullo, love." He sets down the bag and rounds the table to give Sirius a kiss hello. He tries to pull away after a second, but Sirius fists a hand in the front of his robes to keep him there a minute longer. He's still in the horny part of this pregnancy-- something his doctor assures him is perfectly normal for women, and therefore is nothing to worry about. "What're you doing up so early? I thought you were going to have a lie-in after last night."
"Couldn't sleep," is all Sirius is willing to say on the matter. Despite Lily's assurances that he can complain as much as he wants to, he doesn't actually like bitching 24/7. His back aches, his chest is sore, and the bed feels empty without James, and Sirius has never liked sleeping alone. The baby pushes against the outside of his stomach. "Baby's kicking. You want to feel?"
James, as always, says yes.
Sirius takes his hand and guides it down to the right part of his stomach. A look of wonder steals across James's face, as it does every time he feels the baby kick. Then he looks at Sirius, utterly infatuated and happy.
"Feel free to take a private moment, you two," Lily says.
James tilts his head towards the stairs-- an unspoken 'you want to?'.
And of course, Sirius says yes. His body might be sore in ways he can barely put words to, but being with James always makes him feel better, no matter what else might be going on. And did he mention the pregnancy was making him randy? Because despite the aches and soreness, he's always ready to go-- it's like being fourteen again.
🚨 BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA CHAPTER 345 SPOILERS ALERT!!! 🚨
Monoma is awesome in this arc! I used to be pissed off because of his behavior toward Bakugou but I admit he is great. Great job!
Shoto vs Touya, Agni kai Todoroki sibblings start! 😆
Also, Iida is not to far from them
Ah! Come on!!! It's planning they were paired to fight against Shigaraki! (If I understand correctly what I read in the others posts) They were going together until a wild portal take Deku away!
Look at my cute baby small bean!
Wonder why his Spidey' sense... hum... I mean his Danger sense didn't tingling...
Look at Bakugou's worried face! Remind you something? Training camp arc? Kidnapping? Before Kamino arc...
Bakugou's scared something bad happened to Deku again when he is not next to him.
Seriously, he looks afraid again...
Deku is with Uraraka and Tsuyu to fight Toga
Also Deku in his Spidey pose 😁
Wonder what is this string...
Update: it's Toga' string that used to her to pull Deku where she is (away from Bakugou dammit! ;_;)
During the Second War, Miles Ward and Eld Candell rode together during a few missions with the 5th Mounted Blunder Brigade. They weren't called that because of mishaps or mix-ups in their missions but were one of the first to receive black powder weaponry from dwarves of Dun Morgh.
Eld along with Reece Langston had been the first to volunteer during a rescue mission into the heart of the Hinterlands to free a captured Wildhammer clansman. Miles Ward having joined a newly commisioned covert group within the burgeoning Alliance was given his first command with the mission called Operation Blue Feather. With a few others, six men and Ward had entered the troll territory in search of the captured thane. Sadly the mission turned out to be a bust as the dwarf had already tried to escape three times and paid for it with a healthy dose of wyvern poison. A mangled corpse was also the disturbing prize.
But for what they had lacked in rescuing the thane they had come upon a nest of gryphon eggs taken and a matriarch as well that the squad was able to free. A harrowing escape on gryphon back led to a marginal heroes welcome among the tattooed master of flight.
Candell, Langston, and Ward would part as comrades but definitely would end up in different parts of the world before establishing any further of a relationship. As the riflemen returned to their company and quieter days while Miles continued into a world of espionage and intrigue among SI:7.
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A primeira vez que assisti o filme Malena do cineasta italiano Giuseppe Tornatore, foi na TV aberta na sessão de sábado na TV Globo. Tinha por volta dos meu 9 para 10 anos e me recordo da beleza de Mônica Bellucci no papel título do filme. Me lembro que fiquei fascinada pela desenvoltura e sensualidade da atriz no auge da beleza.
Malena é um dos meus filmes preferidos que tem como pano de fundo a segunda guerra mundial. O filme se passa no final da guerra e conta a história do adolescente Renato e seu interesse quase obsessivo pela filha do seu professor, Malena Scordia.
Renato mora em uma pequena vila na sicilia junto com seus pais e mais três irmãos mais velhos que ele. Renato como todo adolescente em face de puberdade começa a nutri desejos sexuais e a competir pela atenção das meninas mas ao conhecer uma jovem senhora casada cujo o marido se encontra na África lutando pela Itália, se vê envolvido numa quase obsessiva perseguição pela atenção da jovem.
Madalena Scordia, mais conhecida como Malena é personificação da sensualidade feminina, é desejada por todos os homens da cidade, mas seu coração pertence a um único homem, seu marido Nino Scordia um soldado da frente italiana mandado para combate no continente africano. Malena é filha única de um velho professor que leciona em uma escola em que Renato estuda. Por vezes é motivo de chacota por parte dos alunos que se aproveitam da deficiência da perda de audição dele para proferir maldizeres contra Malena.
No filme a personagem Malena atua como agente passiva, e tudo se passa no ponto de vista do personagem Renato. Mesmo Malena não tendo muitas falas, podemos vê através de suas expressões faciais os sentimento expostos como a tristeza retrata em seu olhar, sempre com o rosto cabisbaixo. Malena é invejada pelas mulheres da vila, o que aumenta quando se chega a notícia falsa do falecimento do Nino, que faz que muitas temem perderem seus maridos. Podemos notar como a rivalidade feminina causou a destruição na vida de Malena, depois da perda do marido e da morte do pai em um bombardeio aéreo, ela se vê sozinha e renegada pela sociedade, para os homens em apenas um objeto de seus desejos impróprios, para as mulheres uma rival a altura. Renato parece ser o único a solidarizar com destino da mulher, que chega a se prostituir pelo um prato de comida.
Malena fala sobre a descoberta da sexualidade, mas também do papel da mulher no século XX. Me pego a pensar que o destino de Malena poderia ser diferente se ela fosse acolhida pelas pessoas do vilarejo. Ela foi julgada por ser bonita, jogada na cova dos leões, foi lhe tirada sua casa, seu sustento, foi acusada injustamente por um crime que não cometeu, obrigada a se prostituir, espancada em praça pública e condenada definitivamente pela a sociedade local a não pisar mais em sua terra. E para quer afinal? Por meros preconceitos.
A parte boa do filme é que temos um reencontro. O marido de Malena, reaparece, após um desencontro na troca dos nomes dos mortos. Acontece que com a confusão, Malena já não se encontra na cidade, e fica para Renato escrever uma carta em que conta que Malena deve que ir embora pegando um trem para outro vilarejo.
No final do filme vemos Renato com seu novo amor, uma jovem de sua idade, observando com toda a cidade a chegada triunfal por assim dizer de Malena e seu marido. Aqui vemos mais uma hipocrisia da sociedade local, Malena antes desprezada, é acolhida como se nada tivesse acontecido pelas moradoras, em sinal de uma virtude inexistente do parte dessas senhoras.
Queria muito uma continuação, não bem uma continuação mas sim uma prequela da vida de Malena aos fatos anteriores ao ocorrido, sobre a perspectiva dela. O que o ocorreu durante esse tempo em que ela esteve afastada? Acho que nunca saberemos. Mas Malena é realmente uma obra de arte, um figurino impecável, cenários incríveis, fotografia genial e uma música inesquecível composta pelo magnífico Enio morricone.
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Obs. O filme está no idioma original (italiano)
Obs. (achei também o filme dublado para o português mas a edição final teve várias cenas do original excluidas)
Na encarnação do indelével feminino, à mais fidedigna forma, outrora troiana, Malèna d'Italia, sofre uma ruptura forçada de pares pelas cru
How long did Bellatrix have to stay out of battle when Delphi was born? Were you mad that she had to miss out on so many missions because of some baby?
While Bella avoided being seen for the last two or so months of her pregnancy, she only stayed out of battle for a few weeks after the birth.
Even though I wanted her back in the fight as soon as possible, I actually asked her to stay home a week longer, and she refused.
I had come to terms with her condition by the time Delphini was born, but yes, at the beginning, when she first told me she was pregnant, I was quite upset at the idea of losing precious time just because of... some baby.
