When McGonngall learned for Barty in the goblet of fire, did she see the monster he had become or her prodigy and curious student who asked her for additional homework and books on advanced transfiguration ?
A/N: Warning: Mention of child abuse. Abuse. Running away. This is depressing as fudge, I promise next chapter will be happier.
Tyler nervously watched the time on his phone change from 11:59 pm to 12:00 am. It’s midnight and his father still isn’t home yet. The young man had been pacing around the room in a nervous anticipation ever since his conversation with Y/N at the Weathervane earlier today. After his shift at work, he waited antsy for his father to come home in hopes that he could ask him for permission to spend Christmas with Y/N.
Hopefully, he said yes.
The sound of keys jingling and the front door opening up jolted Tyler out of his thoughts as he watched his dad come into the living room, still dressed in his sheriff’s uniform. His tired eyes cast a glance over at Tyler as he turned fully towards his son. “Looking for something?”
Tyler shook his head no.
“Shouldn’t you be in bed already?” Sheriff Galpin asked. He sat down in a chair and began to remove his boots. Tyler watched him pull his feet free of them before putting them on the side of the chair. “I-I couldn’t sleep. Plus, there’s something that I need to ask you.”
That got the Sheriff's attention as he looked at his son with inquisitive eyes. Eyebrows raised. “Oh, and what might that be?”
“Can I go to Y/N Munster’s house for Christmas? He invited me to go.”
“Munster invited you?” The sheriff asks.
Tyler nodded his head.
The sheriff is silent for a second, looking at Tyler. Looking him up and down and Tyler has to fight the urge to look away from him, or look down. Finally, Tyler’s dad gave him his answer, and it makes his heart sink faster than the Titanic. “No. No, I don’t want you to go with that boy. He’s a menace, and I don’t trust him or his family.”
“But dad it’s only for a few days and I’ll be back in no–”
“–What part of ‘no,’ don’t you understand, boy?” The sheriff glares up at his son as the youngest Galpin falls silent. His father’s tone was any indication that this conversation was over. No more arguing or bargaining. Tyler wasn’t going anywhere, and that was final.
Tyler nods his head in defeat as he tries not to cry in front of his dad. Cry would only make the situation worse for himself if he did. So, he sucks it up until he’s safely inside the confines of his room to cry in peace. “Yes, sir. Sorry, dad. You're right.”
Sheriff Galpin nods his head. “Good. Now, go to bed because you still have semester tests tomorrow before winter break.”
Tyler nods once again as he leaves the living room, and up the stairs towards his room as he goes inside, shuts and locks the door before the tears fall down his face. He should have seen this coming. His father was the walking personification of a macho, straight male guy. Of course, he wouldn’t want his son going to an outcast's house for Christmas. Tyler was so stupid to believe that he would say yes. He should have expected the disappointment.
He sat down on his bed and looked up at the ceiling as he cried. His dad never used to be like this. So cold. Mean. Abusive. It started after his mom passed away when he was 6. And now sheriff Galpin was always on his son’s case about everything. And the worst part of it all was that Tyler hadn't told him about Y/N. That they were dating. He wouldn’t be disappointed in him, no, he would be fucking disgusted and beat him black and blue until the homosexual came out of him. Which is why Tyler hasn’t told Y/N that he hasn’t told his dad about them. He didn’t want to put Y/N through all that, but none of that mattered because he wasn’t going to be able to spend Christmas with his boyfriend.
Tyler looked at his phone and debated in his head on whether to text Y/N the bad news. Tell him that his dad has forbidden him from going anywhere with him. He could picture his boyfriend’s face, sad and full of tears, and it was enough to make Tyler cry once again, but he couldn’t. Not now. Not ever again. Maybe it was the Hyde side of him taking over, but in the recesses of his mind, a plan started to form. A plan that would change everything for him. His life. His relationship with his father. All of him. Was he prepared to accept the consequences?
Tyler got up from his bed as he began packing his things. Throwing clothes, shoes, personal items inside a giant duffel bag. He realized that his Hyde side might be pushing him, but ultimately this was his decision. He was conscious even to know what this would mean, and that there was no turning back once he chose to go down this road. And to be honest? Tyler couldn’t care less. He was running away from the town of Jericho. From his abusive dad. All of it.
….
The next day, Tyler kept spacing out, staring at nothing. He wasn’t paying attention during his classes, and he almost failed his semester tests, catching the worried eyes of his teachers. The thought of his father easily finding out about his little plan to run away. Catching him and punishing him. It made him shiver more than the cold weather was supposed to. He shakes his head, as if that act would instantly clear his head. That’s when he focuses on his task at hand, finishing his tests so he can leave school, pick up Y/N, and go. Once he’s finished each and everyone one of said tests, he leaves the classroom thinking he’s done his best. Probably not an A+ material, but good enough to pass for the semester.
Tyler holds tightly on his backpack straps as he passes by Lucas Walker. The son of the former mayor and sheriff as he nods to Tyler in understanding. This morning before school, Tyler offered Lucas a deal. If he would say that Tyler’s staying at his house for a few days, the Galpin boy would pay him fifty dollars to keep quiet. By then Tyler will have come up with a better plan by Christmas, he hoped. Lucas’s friends eyed him suspiciously as they still resented him for hanging and being friendly to the outcasts at Nevermore. Thankfully, not knowing of his Hyde side and all the terrible things he did, because they would hate him even more than they already did.
The young halfbreed pushed through the doors of the school as the frigid air of December blew through his clothes as he walked towards his truck.
“So, you and Tyler are both coming home for Christmas?”
Y/N could practically hear the smile in his mother’s voice as she said that. He chuckles. “Yeah, Ma. Tyler and I are coming home for Christmas. Tyler’s picking me up at 1:00 pm after he gets done with his semester test and we’ll head that way.”
“Well, your father and I can’t wait to meet him. Neither can grandpa Marilyn and Eddie.”
“Did you say that the whole family was coming from the old country?” Y/N asked as he pushed the last of his clothes into his duffel bag.
“Yes, dear. All your uncles are coming home for the holidays.”
“Well, I can wait to see you guys and everyone else, but I’ve got to go.”
“Okay, honey. See you soon.”
“Bye, Ma.” Y/N hangs up the phone as he makes sure he is everything ready before Tyler gets here. Nevermore was almost empty. Almost everyone had left this morning. His cousin Wednesday and Thing had left when his Uncle Gomez and Aunt Morticia came to pick up their daughter. Enid’s parents had come to get her. Bianca’s mom came to get her. Then Ajax had left with his older brother. Then a black, sleek car pulled up to the front of the school, as Xavier got in and winked at Y/N as he left for home as well. That left Y/N and a couple of other students who were still waiting for their rides and staff members.
About 15 minutes later, Y/N gets a text from Tyler that he’s on his way.
The young Munster smiled as he got his duffel bag, his backpack, and bundled up for the cold as he walked out of his dorm room, down the stairs and out to the front, waiting for his boyfriend to come pick him up. When he saw the red of Tyler’s pickup truck, Y/N smiled widely.
It pulled up right in front of him as the windows of the passenger side rolled down and Tyler’s boyish face could be seen. “Hey, baby.”
Y/N’s heart skips a beat at the nickname as a blush chases its way onto his face as Tyler comes from the driver side and pulls Y/N close into a kiss as red colored both their cheeks. From the kiss and the cold. Tyler pulled away, his blue eyes shining and a teasing smile on his handsome face. Y/N noticed the way light snow fell on Tyler’s golden brown locks and he had to resist the urge to run his fingers through them.
“You all set?”
Tyler’s voice brought Y/N back to reality. “Yeah, all set. Just this duffel bag and backpack and I’m good.” He showed the other boy his contents as he grabbed them from his hands and put them gently in the bed of his truck as he came back and laced his fingers with Y/N’s, pulling him towards the open passenger door. Tyler then puts a hand on the small of Y/N’s back, and the curly-haired barista pushed him into the passenger seat and closed the door as he came around to the driver side and got inside as he smiled. “Alright, next stop, New Jersey?”
“Yeah. I have the directions on my phone.” Y/N messes with his device for a few minutes before the navigation system comes on. It’s about a seven hour drive if they don’t stop too much.
“Great. And I’ve got a phone charger here for our phones and I’ve got chips and soda here, but if you get hungry we can stop somewhere later if you want?” Tyler asked him.
“Sounds perfect. I can’t wait for my whole family to meet you. I’m so excited.” Y/N is practically jumping in his seat with excitement as Tyler chuckles at his boyfriend’s amusement.
“And your dad was okay with you spending Christmas with my family?”
Tyler knew this question would pop up sooner or later, but he was still shocked when he heard Y/N ask it. He had prepared a whole speech for Y/N last night about how his dad didn’t give him permission at all to come with him, and oh, there was that small little detail of him running away from home. No biggie. Instead of telling him the truth; Tyler slipped into his other half. The half of him that lied to Y/N the first time when he had been accused of being the Hyde by Wednesday. The part of himself that almost ruined things between them. And now here he was, jeopardizing that very same relationship again, thanks to his lies. He just hopes that Y/N will understand and won’t hate him for lying to him again.
Tyler then put the truck in drive as he and Y/N drove away from Nevermore as it got smaller and smaller in the background as they drove through Jericho as Tyler’s heart spiked as they passed the Now leaving Jericho sign. Any minute now, his dad’s police car would show up behind them in the rear-view mirror. Tyler would be in so much trouble. His dad would probably beat him so badly that he wouldn’t dream about running away ever again and he would forbid the barista from associating with Y/N ever again. But it didn’t matter because Y/N would hate him when he found out about Tyler’s lies and deceptions. The same old tricks. Looks like Hydes couldn’t be trusted no matter how many chances you gave them.
Tyler’s heart didn’t stop hammering until they drove past Burlington and towards New Jersey.
I have a special plaсe for sea and lighthouses in my heart, sometimes I love drawing them. So I proposed this prompt myself... So I decided to pick it up and finish.
First ever Doctor who fanart (first time I’ve ever drawn David too) each page will be a different Doctor or companion. Go to this Esty shop please it’s so good!!!!
A/N: hi there, um so I have been working on this for a while now I have about 3 and a half parts of this already written (on paper) this is the first part and was written with the intention of a series. Also this can be read as cis-male reader but I wrote it with ftm reader in mind. Also in the parts where I do include smut I'll try to make it as gender neutral as possible.
mentions: strong language, angst, break-up, mentions of alcohol, negative emotions. DO NOT READ IF UNCOMFORTABLE OR UNDER THE AGE OF 18. MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DONT INTERACT. if theres any warning i left out please let me know.
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Ian and you had been together for eight years now, you both met a year before teenwolf series was filmed. Recently both of you had been busy the new teen wolf movie, you guys did have scenes together but they never held the feeling of just you both being together.
Today was the last day of shooting, Ian had finished his scenes a day earlier than yours, you had gone into work a little later today as you were heading out you heard Ian on the phone with someone and it looked like he was angry so you left a note saying you were heading to work. As morning turned into evening Ian wanted to escape everything he was having a hard time deciding what to do. Ian had planned this day for years probably when you guys met at the party but something he always wanted had came in the middle of his plan but he decided to cook you both dinner so you could have a small dinner date. Ian went to the grocery store to pick some ingredients for steak and salad.
As he got home, he quickly changed into one of the outfits that you had gotten him for his birthday, he rolls his sleeves up before starting to cook up the meal but his mind somewhere else. You arrive not awhile later only to hear the classical music and a smell of a delicious meal, as you enter the kitchen you see Ian cutting up some vegetables for the salad as your eyes fall on him, you could see the rolled up sleeves his arms flexing. You could see he was distracted by something else so you clear your throat to get his attention, he looks up with a smirk slightly having the idea about what you were thinking. He cleaned his hands walking over to you and pulling you closer with an arm around your waist "well if it isn't by boyfriend?" he whispers and leans down a little to kiss you, as the kiss starts to get heated Ian breaks the kiss almost suddenly but you don't take a notice of it "why don't you go get changed into something comfortable yet date likey." he smiles at you while caressing your sides "I was just starting to enjoy the kiss." you whisper while running your hands up his hands "well i got to check the dinner so it won't burn like the pizza you made the other day." it made you let out a playful gasp "it was your fault for distracting me mister." Ian kisses you softly before smacking your ass with a smirk before he walks to check on the dinner while you go to get changed into something 'datey yet comfortable'.
As you walk out of the bedroom you see Ian setting up the table on the balcony, he pours some red wine for you guys in wine glasses and sensing your eyes on him he turns around holding the glass for you, but as he looks at you he whistles at you before walking over to you handing you, your glass before wrapping his arm around your waist pulling you closer "you look handsome my love" he whispers at which you smile and fix his collar "you look way more handsome than I do but I have to ask, what's all this for?" you questioned while taking a sip of your wine "well that's for me to know and you to find out." he replies cheekly and before you could reply back he shuts you up with a kiss and as soon as you pull away Ian puts on some slow song to which you both could sway to "would the y/n-l/n like to dance with me?" he says with a smirk "I don't know, I heard you are not good at dancing" "says the one who couldn't breath after our dance practice for that scene" Ian replies back as you both start to sway together "w-well that was a different kind of scene." you whisper as Ian presses his lips ever so softly on your neck that if your heart could physically melt it would but the moment had to be interrupted by a phone call-Ian's phone, you sigh and nod towards the ring tone "go pick it up I'll be at the table, god knows how many times one of our phones had interrupted us during intimate moments." you kiss his lips before going to the balcony and sitting on the table scrolling through your phone.
He goes to pick up his phone, seeing the number he goes into the bedroom picking the call up "Ian, hi how are you?" "I'm doing good just a bit on edge" "well that's just nerves but I have news for you" his manager says "what is it?" "you got the roll!" "w-what?which one?" he still had a tiny flicker of hope that what he was thinking was not true "the one you have to travel to france for I'm forgetting the name." Ian just hums before ending the call and sitting on the bed running his hand through his own hair, the only way to save your heart had to be this way...
A sudden knock on the bedroom door pulled Ian out of his thoughts "Ian love, you okay?" he hears your calm voice "y-yeah just ended the call." he answer back calming himself before opening the door seeing your worried expression, you could see how distracted he looked and how he was fidgeting with his hands a little but you ignore it, letting him come to you that's what you always did and it always worked or so you thought.
"go sit I'll bring out dinner." he says and kisses your lips before you walk back to the balcony and take a seat, soon you hear Ian coming back with two plates filled with delicious food he had cooked, he places one infront of you and the other infront of himself "this smells so good." you gush as Ian pours more red wine for both of you holding his glass up you both cling your glasses together before getting started on eating the dinner.
As you finish the food, you both take a walk for awhile usually a conversation would flow so easily between the two of you but today there was this form of an awkward silence, which made you feel out of place and uncomfortable and you could feel how anxious Ian was. You tried to ask him earlier what was going on but he quietened you down. You take a deep breath and finally decided enough was enough, you pull on his hand to make him stop "y/n?" he looks at you with confusion "what's going on with you?" you ask with a frown "I told you nothing is going on, why can't you just leave it?" he says in a agitated voice, a sort of voice he never used with you, it made you more on edge "Ian, I'm worried about you, you have been stressed for a whole week. The only way we get through hard times is through communication you were the one who told me that, so listen to your own words will you?" you move closer to him but he pulls back it hurt you and he could see it on your face the look of hurt and confusion "you won't get it y/n, just leave it" he says and walks away to the car and getting in "you can't run away from a conversation like that Ian." you say and sit in the passenger seat "I'm not running away from the conversation, it's just ugh yk what let's talk about this." he says more frustrated but in his eyes you could still see the love he held for you but his tone was completely different at the moment "in all honesty y/n I think we should break up." he mumbles "w-what?" "we should break up y/n" you look away from him shocked by his words, saying you were 'shocked' would be an extreme understatement, your hands trembling with nervousness "y-you can't Ian, w-why would you do this?" you ask looking at him now, you knew your eyes were already filled with tears. He could see your tears and how it hurt you, it hurt him too, it hurt him more than he could ever imagine hurting like this, but he had to do this for your sake."because a lot of things are going to change and it's better if we break this off now rather than later on." he says after taking in a deep breath to control his emotions "Ian we have been through hell together, we have been together for eight fucking years! W-what changed?" Ian could see your heart shattering through your eyes even tho you tried to keep your emotions at bay. He could feel you closing those falls up again, it had been ages since these walls were up and even then Ian could break through them as if they were paper "so this is it?" you ask not even looking at Ian anymore, the way you were putting those walls up again hurt Ian.
As you look away from him, Ian's hand moves to hold yours out of habit but he pulled it back letting out sigh "I guess so." Ian answers looking out of the window "'I guess so' you are the one who is breaking up with me and all you can think of saying is I guess so!" your eyes well up with tears, you try blinking them away but they fall down your cheek, in response you wipe them harshly and you get out the car and so does Ian "w-where are you going?" "back to my apartment, don't follow me please" you say with a sniffle before looking at your hand seeing the promise ring he gave you a long time ago, you remove it and hand it to him. You walk away from Ian and that probably was the longest walk of your life. Ian watched you walk away and he at that moment realized what a big mistake he had made but he couldn't walk back to you, he just couldn't.
As you get into your apartment all the memories you and Ian had made in this very apartment, you completely break apart on the floor of your apartment. You didn't know what to do with yourself everything about your daily routine for the past 8 years included Ian in some sort of way, you let out sob filled laugh at the thought. After awhile you move to couch seeing as you didn't want to be the bedroom, you cried for what felt like hours on end which had tired you out, this led you to sleeping curled up on the couch that held so many memories from yours and Ian's early days of the relationship, the relationship that was in shambles now. It hurt that you might have to see Ian again whenever you decide to get your things from HIS house, that once used to be yours too, a house that held beautiful, loving memories , all those nights when you couldn't sleep someone was there to hold you, to love you (in uncountable ways), to tell you that everything you are thinking about or stressing about will be okay yet that person himself had broken your heart for god knows what reason, but you were to tired to think about it all even tho your brain kept supplying degrading reasons as to why he would do this. You took a deep breath before closing your eyes just thinking and all of sudden it felt like you had passed out, it was the type of sleep where you don't even know when you went to sleep...
Hi, the second part will be coming hopefully soon, I'll be having my exams soon so it will be difficult to write something. Hopefully you enjoyed and I hope you have a good day/night. ❤️
