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Hey guys! This is the link to the first chapter of a new fic of mine, called Words Unspoken. Thanks to @whiffingbooks for checking it over for me, you're lovely.
Here's the summary:
Ten years on since Battle of Hogwarts, the British Ministry of Magic is only just beginning to recuperate its losses from the tumultuous hold of Voldemort. Harry Potter, newly appointed Head Auror, finds his life thrown into chaos however, as hostile forces once again descend upon the wizarding world.
if you want to hear my over the top personal story about this fic, you can read below the cut!
So, if you've been following me kind of since I started this Tumblr account, you may recall me posting little snippets of a fic I referred to as "Draft" whenever there were six sentence challenges or tag games or even just for the heck of it.
This is the first chapter of Draft! Now called Words Unspoken!
Now, I had big dreams to have Draft completely finished by the middle of this year, and here we are... and I can safely say I've probably only added about 2000 words to this story in 2021. I lost a lot of steam.
I started writing this fic before I even had my Tumblr or AO3 account, I was writing it for myself because the idea had been nagging at me and the pandemic had just started and we were inside and I was bored and and and. Obviously I started posting one-shots at some point, still working on Words Unspoken, and I'm really glad I did because my writing has improved a lot because of it!
But when life started to resemble something a bit more normal (I mean it's never going to be normal, I know) , around December last year I halted on Draft and you probably noticed, I halted on a lot of one-shots and prompt replies too.
It's weird, and people do often say this as in "haha" but Tumblr was a coping mechanism for me, writing fic and being part of fandom filled a crucial part of my life when I needed it. I am here to stay now, and I can't believe the people I've met on the way and the wonderful interactions I've had, but I was really interested in how the level of engagement I had with the site and fandom and all fluctuated with what was happening in my IRL life.
So, what am I saying? Wow, I'm rambling. What I'm saying is that this fic is very dear to me. It was my friend and companion through a lot of last year, it gave me structure and a sense of creativity and accomplishment I've never felt before.
There are currently 20 written chapters, about 100k words (that still need to be chopped down and refined and given a very hard look- my word the way my writing changed just through the chapters of this fic) so, I can guarantee you those. I can't guarantee when, because like I said, I need to edit A LOT, and by the looks of what I did to the first chapter it won't always be fast.
After those 20... well I have the whole plot outlined, but I don't know if I'm ever going to finish it.
I've been itching to post this since March of 2020. I'm really excited, I'm sad, I'm nervous!
And that's my story. I didn't feel right posting this first chap without giving it an emotional backstory, I'll probably cringe at this later but it's out there and its what I wanted to say.
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Ginny could see him from her bedroom window, striding out towards the orchard with Ron and Hermione close behind. They were arguing- about her, undoubtedly- and once again she was hit with that flash of annoyance at being left out, not trusted, not told anything, the baby sister who still needed protection, after everything.
I’d go with you, she wanted to tell him through the window, even though tears were already welling in her eyes. I know you’d never want me to, and I know why, but I need you to know that I would. I want him dead as much as you do.
The lump in her throat grew larger as she sat down on her bed and turned away from the window, in case he looked up at her and her resolve completely crumbled and she ran out to beg him to stay like some overdramatic war bride. You shouldn’t have been surprised, she scolded herself. You’ve known for ages that he’ll always be fighting Voldemort, will always want to fight Voldemort, and will be intertwined with him as long as they’re both around. You should’ve known this would happen.
She’d even told him this, just a few months ago, but somehow the gravity of what he was trying to do hadn’t hit until yesterday, when he’d finally let slip what he, Ron, and Hermione were planning. This was a different kind of fear, creeping over the future like a dark, thick fog, settling into her chest until she couldn’t breathe. Before, Harry’s encounters with Voldemort had always been the amazing adventures that Ron told her about every summer, or fighting that she didn’t know had happened until she saw him on the other side, and after that, she was fighting alongside him. Every summer, she’d always known exactly when she was going to see him again, but now she would be going to Hogwarts, and Harry’s future was unknown.
How long would it take to kill Voldemort? Years, maybe. Decades. Enough time for something terrible to happen, if he succeeded at all.
She lay down on the bed and choked back a sob. A few tears leaked out of her eyes, pooling in her ears and soaking her hair, but she didn’t move. The taste of their kiss lingered, and she could still feel him running his hand through her hair, holding her around the waist, breathing deeply, holding her as though he never wanted to let go, before her stupid brother had to barge in and ruin what might have been their last kiss.
She squeezed her eyes shut. More tears fell.
Who else could make her laugh the way Harry did? Who else could she talk to and joke with so easily it felt like breathing? Who else could touch her like that, hold her like that, kiss her like he did? Who else could even come close to understanding what that diary had done to her, why her family was fighting, why she had been fighting for the last two years? Nobody.
She took a deep, shuddering breath and went to face herself in the mirror. She furiously wiped away the remaining tears and pressed her cold hands to her flushed, puffy face, breathing deeply and trying to push the most horrible images of the future from her mind. Harry would be at dinner tonight. She would have the chance to look at him one last time. And that would have to be enough.
Population in the Wizarding World: A Take through Close Reading and Genetics
🌱 A meta? A headcanon? A bit of both. 🌱 🌾
A writer's idea of the population of wizards is relevant for worldbuilding; it defines the feel of the wizarding community as a whole. The books are notoriously contradictory, thus the size of the Hogwarts student body and the population of the wizarding world are highly debated topics in fandom. Basically, the numbers don’t add up.
My argument is that there are a lot more wizards at Hogwarts, and in Europe, than we think.
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I’ll start by listing a few common theories that I’ve seen used to approximate and/or justify the magicfolk population in the 1990s. Some go hand-in-hand, while others contradict:
The Statute of Secrecy prevents the population of wizards from growing too big.
The birth rate of wizards significantly decreased in the late 1970s during Voldemort’s first rise in power, leading to fewer students in the ‘90s when Harry was in school.
The number of Hogwarts students can be estimated by multiplying the total boys in Harry’s year and House (5) by two to account for boys and girls, by seven to include all years, and by four to include all houses. 5x2x7x4=280 students. Even rounded to 300, this seems astonishingly low.
The wizard population in Britain can be extrapolated by the approximate Hogwarts population using the statistic that 13-16% of human populations are between the ages of 11 and 17, approximating ~1800-2500 wizards in all of Britain (again, this seems low, but it can be explained by the next theory):
A lot of wizards are homeschooled, so the Hogwarts student body isn’t indicative of the entire wizarding population.
While I acknowledge the very real phenomenon of lower birth rates during times of global hardship (war, disease, etc.), and it’s likely that a lot of wizards in the UK don’t go to Hogwarts, I find that most theories don’t take into account two important factors: Harry’s unreliable narration, and a tiny peek into trends of population genetics.
🌱 Harry as an unreliable narrator:
The size of Hogwarts castle, along with descriptions of the student body, seems to be at odds with the few students we actually meet in the narrative. However, some key moments in Harry’s narration lead me to believe that we’re not getting the full picture of how many students there actually are:
1. Harry doesn’t know everyone in his year. We’re introduced to new students of all ages in The Order of the Phoenix via Dumbledore’s Army. But Harry’s introductions to students in his own year are what I find interesting— particularly the Ravenclaw boys and Susan Bones.
When students are entering the Hog’s Head during the first D.A. gathering, Harry notes the presence of “three Ravenclaw boys he was pretty sure were called Anthony Goldstein, Michael Corner, and Terry Boot” (OoTP, p 338). At the least, we know that Terry Boot and Anthony Goldstein are in Harry’s year (they’re sorted in The Philosopher’s Stone). Presumably they’ve shared classes (the Gryffindors share classes with the other two Houses), yet Harry isn’t fully acquainted with them. This is also the case for Blaise Zabini, a Slytherin in Harry’s year with whom he’s had classes but somehow does not meet until The Half-Blood Prince.
Susan Bones is also in Harry’s year (she’s also sorted in PS). We know that Harry has had class with the Hufflepuffs (we meet Justin Finch-Fletchley Herbology in The Chamber of Secrets), yet when she enters the Hog’s Head she’s only described as “a Hufflepuff girl with a long plait whose name Harry did not know” (OoTP, p 338).
Two conclusions could be drawn from the fact that Harry doesn’t know his own peers: 1. He’s exceptionally unobservant, and 2. The student body at Hogwarts is large enough that Harry hasn’t yet encountered some of his classmates.
I choose to believe a bit of both. We know that Harry can be observant, particularly in tense or dangerous situations (recalling the location of Ravenclaw’s diadem in The Deathly Hallows demonstrates some pretty high detail retention). On the other hand, he’s not always the most socially astute, which could allow for the argument that he simply hasn’t bothered to learn the names of some of his classmates.
Personally, I find it unlikely that after more than four years of study with a presumed class size of 20 (2 houses, 10 from each), Harry wouldn’t know the names of these students. I think it’s more likely that the classes are much larger, and that Harry’s year of Gryffindor boys just happens to consist of five students.
2. We never get a clear idea of the Hogwarts student body. Harry’s narration often describes “hundreds” of students at Hogwarts: filling the Great Hall, the stands at school Quidditch matches, and the stadium built for the Triwizard Tournament. “Hundreds” doesn’t give us much to work with (Harry also mentions that the Christmas feast includes “hundreds of fat turkeys” in PS), but I don’t think it makes sense to only use the number of boys in Harry’s dorm for reference. The Sorting Hat divides students based on their innermost traits and talents, which shouldn’t mean that it fills a quota every year for each house. It’s likely that there’s a huge variety in the number of students per dorm, if the Sorting is legitimate.
The sheer size of the castle, the fact that there are four Quidditch teams with reasonably good players, and the fact that so many students don’t know each other are all reasons to believe that Hogwarts’ student body is much larger than 300 students across seven years.
Harry’s a kid who often has a lot on his mind; it’s unlikely that he’s introducing us to enough students for us to obtain an accurate gauge of class size from the text.
🧬 The heritability and population genetics of being Magical:
This won’t get too dry, I hope promise. Regardless of whether you accept the above “large student body at Hogwarts” theory or prefer the “lots of children are homeschooled” theory, the likelihood of a small wizarding population in the UK (and, by extent, the world) is slim. We know a few things to back this up:
It’s not that uncommon for a wizard to be born to two Muggles (the Muggle-born Registration Commission is proof of this).
The occurrence of Squibs (non-magical people born to two magical parents) seems to be exceedingly rare (Ron mentions this in CoS).
Anyone who is a wizard (pureblood, half-blood, Muggle-born) can reasonably expect their child to possess magical abilities, regardless of the other parent’s abilities.
I want to look at magical ability through the context of what we know about genetics and heritable traits. Regardless of blood status, we see only two varieties of magic: Magical and Not Magical. Basically, you’re either a wizard or you’re not. Thus, we can use a Mendelian genetics model as a basis for comparison.
When it comes to genes that present two distinct variants of a heritable trait, there is often a “dominant” allele (a version of the gene) that will present itself even when combined with the “recessive” allele. A common example is eye color: if you receive one copy of the dominant brown eye allele, then you’ll have brown eyes, regardless of the allele you’ve received from the other parent. This can result in multiple different genotypes (genetic makeups) for just two phenotypes (visible traits): Magical and Not Magical. Statistically, that should mean that the half-blood wizards should produce children with the following ratios (sorry to resurrect biology class, but genetics is my job and I love it):
Let’s use M to indicate a dominant Magical copy of the “magic gene,” and m to denominate Not Magical. Thus, both genotypes MM and Mm would encode the Magical trait, while mm would be Not Magical.
As shown above, a cross between two half-blood wizards (Mm and Mm) would statistically produce one non-magical child (or Squib) per every 3 magical children.
However, the three facts listed above don’t support this model of magical inheritance. Half-blood wizards expect their children to be magical with the same confidence as pure-bloods; we don’t hear about enough Squibs to support this 3:1 ratio. And two Muggles, presumably with no magical genes between them, can produce a fully-functional wizard. “Magical” seems to work like some kind of all-powerful gene: it can be fully expressed down an entire bloodline with just one copy introduced by one parent.
This breaks all of the models we commonly use for population genetics, which assume that gene variants have to come from somewhere (hence the term “gene pool”), and can’t be created out of thin air other than by random mutation (i.e. Hardy-Weinberg). Instead, new magical bloodlines are constantly being created through Muggle-born wizards, and very few are terminated with the birth of Squibs, indicating that the population of magicfolk will only grow.
Perhaps wizards did see a dip in population during the wars. But they’re still human. And humans procreate; as a species, it’s what we do. Based on the above logic, by far the most likely scenario is that the population of wizards has only continued increasing, rather than declining or even remaining steady.
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🌱 Lastly, I’ll mention a few more points that support the idea of a large UK and global wizard population, mostly regarding the infrastructure we see:
The UK Ministry of Magic is a huge governing body with hundreds of employees.
The British and Irish Quidditch League alone comprises thirteen teams of professional athletes and reserve players, the funding for which presumably comes from in-person match attendance.
The Quidditch World Cup stadium was built to hold one hundred-thousand seats, yet Arthur is still considered lucky to have obtained tickets.
TLDR: I think there are a lot of wizards out there! And Hogwarts is probably much bigger than we think.
This series is full of plot holes (as are most works of this magnitude; that’s ok), but I think it’s worth it to make meaning from the text we’re given. I’m not expecting to change anyone’s headcanon or assume that fics should be written in one particular way, but I found this fun to think about. I’ve no doubt left out a lot of points (some for brevity’s sake), which I’m happy to discuss! Let me know what you think!
— GreenhouseThree 🌿
P.S. – The same application of genetics cannot accurately be used to define gender, which exists on a spectrum and not as a binary. Well-informed scientists know this. I’m not an expert in biological sex and gender, but I’m happy to provide good research literature on the topic. Sorry (not sorry), JKR.
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Tbh I still think South Africa hosted the best world cup. Like they had the coolest aesthetics, the best vibes. They had Shakira do their theme and they had that Waving Flag song that was covered in like 50 languages. They had vuvuzela memes and the insane buzzing drone from the crowd at all times so that they literally got vuvuzelas banned. Quite literally nothing like it, unparalleled experience.
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My greatest fear? Yeah, I'd have to say that it's developing a time machine & going back to November 24, 1971 on a flight from Portland to Seattle to solve the mystery of D.B. Cooper, but wait, there is no D.B. Cooper onboard, and oh god I'm sitting in his seat, and I have to become D.B. Cooper and hijack that plane to preserve history and prevent a paradox
College is so annoying it's always like 'Oh if you want to do XYZ go talk to the Department of Vague But Important Policies located in the Coconut Building' and then you go there and they are like 'sorry actually we can't help you with that you need to talk to the Executive Director of Confusing Paperwork Joe Balogna over at Saint Broccoli Memorial Tower his office hours are 12-2pm every other Monday and Thursday.'
Your late 20s are not old and there is still lots of time left at 26 or 27 or 30. You haven't wasted your potential. Not me tho im running out of time by the day
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