He grabbed his Quidditch bag and pulled out his wand. With a flick, his trunk, backpack, and the rest of his belongings rose into the air and floated toward the door.
Dudley's eyes followed them. "I thought you weren't allowed to do magic outside school."
Harry couldn't help smiling. "I'm seventeen today."
The trunk drifted through the doorway behind him.
"I can do it wherever I like now."
Harry headed downstairs, hearing Dudley's heavy footsteps following behind him.
When he reached the bottom landing, he found Sirius already collecting his things. Harry's backpack was slung over one shoulder while Sirius casually shrank his trunk and Hedwig's cage down to pocket size before slipping them into his jacket.
Uncle Vernon stood stiffly in the middle of the living room. Harry could tell he was trying to make himself appear taller and broader than usual, squaring his shoulders as though sheer stubbornness could stop him from being intimidated by Sirius's imposing presence.
It wasn't working.
Sirius looked completely at ease, one hand tucked into his pocket, as though he owned the place.
Aunt Petunia hovered near the corner of the room, lips pressed into a thin line. She seemed determined to avoid being part of the scene altogether, as though if she ignored it long enough, Harry's departure might simply happen around her.
"There he is!" Sirius beamed. "The birthday wizard!"
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Harry leaned forward eagerly, expecting some dazzling display of magic. Instead, a white blur shot through his eyesight.
“Hedwig!”
Before either boy could react, the snowy owl landed squarely in Ron's lap, snatched Scabbers in her talons, and launched herself back into the corridor.
“My rat!” Ron shouted.
“Hedwig, no!”
The two boys burst from the compartment and sprinted after her down the length of the Hogwarts Express.
“I can't believe Harry Potter's owl ate my pet!” Ron yelled.
Students poked their heads out of compartments as they raced past. Laughter, pointing fingers, and confused shouts followed them down the train.
Harry could feel his face burning. This was ridiculous. He desperately hoped Hedwig wasn't actually eating Scabbers. If she was, Ron might punch him. Or worse.
Harry imagined himself being sent home before even reaching Hogwarts.
Sorry, Professor. My owl murdered a rat. The story sounded ridiculous in his head.
The Dursleys would never let him hear the end of it.
“Ronald!” A pompous voice cut through the commotion.
“You should not be running on the train!”
“Harry Potter's owl is eating Scabbers, Percy!” Ron shouted over his shoulder.
They neared the end of the train car just in time to see Hedwig swoop toward the end of the carriage.
Then everything happened at once.
Ron crashed into Harry.
Harry crashed into Hedwig.
Hedwig slammed into the wall.
There was a loud crack.
For a moment, Harry thought they'd broken part of the train.
Then he blinked.
Instead of a rat dangling from Hedwig's claws, a short, balding man in shabby robes was sprawled across the floor.
Hedwig was furiously pecking his head.
“Scabbers?” Ron asked weakly.
Harry stared.
“Is it normal for rats to turn into men in the wizarding world?”
Ron shook his head. “No.”
The man scrambled backward on all fours, wild-eyed and trembling. He looked around frantically before his gaze landed on Harry.
His expression turned to horror.
“James?” the man squeaked.
“No,” Harry said. “I'm Harry.”
The man swallowed hard and then he bolted. He darted into the nearest compartment and immediately began struggling with the window latch.
“Is he trying to jump out?” Ron asked.
“He knew my dad's name,” Harry said, a strange feeling twisted in his stomach.
“Stop!” Ron shouted, grabbing the man's robes. “What did you do to my rat?”
The man yanked free with ease. Unfortunately for him, he threw himself backward at exactly the wrong moment.
CRACK.
His head connected with the window frame. He collapsed instantly.
Ron and Harry looked down at the unconscious man.
Then at each other.
“I don't think that's what the spell was supposed to do,” Harry said.
“No,” Ron agreed. “Definitely not.”
By the time they arrived at the train station, Hagrid was gathering the first-years.
“First years! Follow me!”
Harry hurried over.
“Hagrid, there's an unconscious man on the train.”
Hagrid blinked.
“A what?”
Harry quickly explained.
“Well, I'd better talk ter the conductor. He can send a message ter Professor Dumbledore.”
Soon, Harry found himself crossing the dark lake with the other first-years. The illuminated castle rose above them, magnificent and impossibly large.
When they reached the shore, a tall witch with square glasses was waiting.
“Hagrid,” she said. “Professor Dumbledore received your message. Please take the first-years to the Great Hall. I will escort Mr. Potter to the Headmaster's office.”
Harry's stomach dropped. This was it, he was being expelled.
He'd barely been at Hogwarts five minutes, and already his owl had apparently attacked a man who used to be a rat.
Professor McGonagall led him through winding corridors until they reached a stone gargoyle. Waiting beside it stood a tall wizard with a long white beard and a purple pointed hat.
“Welcome to Hogwarts, Mr. Potter,” he said warmly. “I understand you had an eventful journey.”
Harry stared at his shoes.
“I'm sorry, sir.”
“On the contrary, Mr. Potter.”
The old wizard's expression became grave.
“I believe I owe you an apology.”
Harry looked up.
“Sir?”
“I have just had an opportunity to speak with the man found aboard the train. His presence reveals that I have made a very serious mistake.”
“I don't understand.”
“No,” Dumbledore said quietly. “I suspect you do not.
“I am about to tell you the story of a man named Peter Pettigrew, who, until this evening, we believed to be dead. I am also going to tell you about a man named Sirius Black, who has spent the last ten years imprisoned for Pettigrew's murder.”
Dumbledore paused.
“And, Mr. Potter, I am afraid both of those men have a great deal to do with your father.”
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[looking at people younger than me] you have your whole life ahead of you [looking at people older than me] you have your whole life ahead of you [looking at myself] its over
James Potter was NEVER nervous about icebreakers. That man had 3 fun facts about himself ready to go, along with his full name, AND pronouns (and the biggest brightest james potter smile)
jesper wylan and nina the type of people to yell “THATS HOMOPHOBIA” at kaz and matthias whenever anything doesn’t go their way. kaz counters with “THATS ABLEISM” matthias is very confused because he loves and supports them all what are they in about?? and inej is just trying to wrangle them all together
matthias helvar’s character arc is actually so fucking beautiful because he actively chooses to change his viewpoint of the world. he instinctually thinks something bad, and then stops and reminds himself to give it a second thought. he sees in hindsight how his old life was poisoning him. he wants to help others who had been in his position, even if they can’t see the poison on their own yet.
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Doing a final project in my stats class, we have to pick a subject and collect data on it. We need at least 100 data points, and I figured this blog is big enough that a poll on here could get to that pretty easily!
Doing my project on if it’s more likely to be born in certain months :]
I have gotten the OK from my teacher to collect data using a Tumblr poll, btw. I’m also going to have to send her this post as proof of where I got the data from / proof I didn’t just make up the numbers. So. Behave
Angst, amnesia, hurt/comfort, evil!Cho Chang, forbidden love
Rated E
+/- 22 chapters
80K+ words
Harry is trying to settle back into his relationship with Cho after his complete amnesia of the last 5 years. He can’t help but feel uneasy. There is the dreaded matcha tea that is just forebodingly bad, there are the deleted texts from a deleted number from over 3 years ago. Harry feels restless and he needs answers and surely the person who has been deleted would be the one person Cho was not close with and would perhaps tell him the truth.
Chapter 18: Carry You Home
She wiped her hands on a nearby towel. “Okay, then what took you so long?”
“Now or the first time?”
Her expression softened. “…the first time.”
“Certain people’s relationship status… a sense of self-preservation.” He wrapped his arms around her waist. “He may never see her again, he may as well give it a shot.”
Ginny rolled her eyes. “I hope you know you’re contradicting yourself.”
sorry to be a broken record every month but christ menstruation is a stupid concept. oooooh excuse me for not getting pregnant, why the fuck is there goo falling out of me about it? grow the fuck up and reabsorb that shit for nutrients.
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