HSWW Room Of Requirement

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today, let’s send a lumos into the air for James and Lilly

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Sirius...       

never truly got over James and Lily’s death. During the years in Azkaban, he would stare out of the window, mourning the two lovers and best friends with a remorseful smile.

“It should of been me on that day, James, I’m sorry I failed to protect your son.”

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After coming to terms and reuniting with his godson, Sirius promised himself no matter what, he will make sure Harry feel comforted and guided by, and no longer alone. For the rest of each Halloween, you’ll spot a shaggy, black dog sitting with its head bowed on a certain tombstone, holding a lily in its mouth.

Remus...

will never forget the days of silence as he transformed each month. Taking the 

Disclaimer: I love all people of all types, no matter the blood status. This is not me trying to bash anyone from any Hogwarts house what-so-ever,  because that’s NOT what I’m trying to doing here. If you feel bitter in any way, please exercise your uncontrollable rage somewhere else, preferably on someone like Delores Umbridge, she’s a horrible woman. RAINBOWS~

Slytherins:

You were never evil, in my opinion at least. In fact, you have as much of a chance to be those so-called ‘heroes’ as other houses. Sure, Slytherin were known for having a slight darker reputation than other houses, but that shouldn’t mean that the entire house should be judge the same. Yes, we’ve all heard about how other houses have respective villains too - like Pettigrew or Quirell for example. But I feel most conclusions were made on another thing: Slytherins are pureblood supremacists, therefore they followed Voldemort.

Now, it’s not completely right, or completely wrong - house Slytherin did have the most Death Eaters, but that’s not the point I’m trying to make here. I feel in the books, and movies, Slytherins were more...vocal about their dislike for Muggleborns, or anyone that’s not pureblood for that matter. However, this doesn’t mean that other houses didn’t feel the same. 

We don’t see the other house actively, or at least pointedly voice their opinions on those who are not pureblood, but I know for sure that at least some fraction of them would most likely share the same opinions as those particular Slytherins. 

I’ll put this into a more relatable perspective: let’s say your friend (or a friend’s friend that you don’t really know or whatever) is planning on wearing this bright outfit to her relative’s house party that she think it looks stunning on her. When she tried it on to ask for your opinion, you realize it doesn’t look good at all. But to be polite, you tell her that she look ‘great’, followed by a few explanations of how the colors compliment each other blahblahblah...

Same can go with the students at Hogwarts. They might say that “oh, muggle-borns are great!”, but really they don’t actually like them at all. So just blaming this onto all Slytherins isn’t logical at all. To conclude, you’re just as amazing as all other houses, so if you ever get sorted into Slytherin, be proud!

A/N: A lovely anon has requested me to continue doing another of these common room posts. I’ve considered making this into a four part series, and since I’ve been feeling the Hufflepuff vibe recently, this is part 2 of what’s really inside the xx common room series ~

I’d say that this is the house that has a the most versatile things going on in their common rooms

home vibes oh my gosh

the earthy, green tones are so comfortable to be around

not to mention that because of the plants that are situated inside the common room, it’s also the most environmental friendly, contrast to the other common rooms

Just like the other houses’ common rooms have multiple floors, there’s a secret staircase in the Hufflepuff common room that leads to the indoor garden downstairs: the students, under the guidance of Professor Sprout, can experiment with all kinds of plants, including fruits, and spices

secret garden vibes in real life 

now let’s talk about location. like I’ve said before, because of it’s close proximity to the kitchens, the students have a GREAT advantage in sneaking in foods

Character Pairing: Neville Longbottom x Slytherin Reader

Requested

Plot Summary: Set in OoTP (Fifth year), the reader and Neville had been secretly dating. Using the excuse of tutoring each other, the two managed not to get caught. Sometime due an incident involving Neville, the reader and Umbridge,their relationship is revealed...

Disclaimer: All things JK. Rowling had created are not mine, the gif belongs to its respective owners.

Also, my very first imagine, yay! Sorry if it wasn’t what you’re expecting, but ‘A’ for effort heheh..I’m also working on two other requests, with more “what’s inside xx common room” things, along with some original short stories, and a Hogwarts short story coming up, but definitely feel free to request more Hogwarts related things you want me to write about!

Hope you enjoy~

It was nice to have Neville by your side, despite your differences.

To begin, he was a Gryffindor, and you, however, was sorted into Slytherin. History had played out to ensure your house’s intense rivalry get passed down through generations. How did the two of you ever got together was beyond anyone’s comprehension. You had your fair share of talents and intelligence, one of them being coming in close second between your housemate, Draco Malfoy, in potions. Neville, however, being not as competent in Potions as you, excelled much further in Herbology, the one subject you swear you’d rather consume sleeping draught than going towards that greenhouse every week. In short, you’re not blessed with the magical green thumb within your year.

So here you are, absentmindedly flipping through your Herbology textbook, occasionally eyeing the weird, tentacle-like plant in the greenish clay pot. Not far left, Professor Sprout’s lecture droned on about the sticky properties of Tailtomortencia, the plant wiggling sloppily next to you, producing a purplish sap that rolled slowly down its sides. You choked back the nausea as the all familiar bell rung through the school, signaling the end of the last class of the day.

You dashed through the stone door right after the common room entrance slid open, paying no mind to the greenish ripples reflected on the ceiling by the waters of the lake, and headed straight for the dorms. Daphne Greengrass, your best friend, tossed you a curious look as you plopped onto the bed, your face buried into your pillow.

“Don’t try to suffocate yourself y/n,” she drawled in amusement, “I don’t want your corpse become the future embodiment of the Slytherin Girls Dorm.”

“mrrffff...”

“I’m sorry, but I don’t speak gibberish.” 

You lazily lift your head from the comfort of your pillow, and proceeded to glare mockingly towards the blond witch, who met your unamused look with a small smirk.

“As if I want to die in here, Daphne. But I do know that if you keep smirking like that, your face is going to stay that way, and it’ll take more than magic to change it back.”

Rolling her eyes, Daphne stood up and headed towards the exit. “Whatever, I’m going to get dinner, hope you have fun tutoring Longbottom again, judging by his potions skills, you’re gonna need it.”

“...right.” 

“ I don’t get it, it wasn’t supposed to be that hard!” You groaned possibly for the eighth time after struggling to extract the sap from the Tailtomortencia. 

It was nine after, you and your boyfriend have been ‘tutoring’ for the past four hours, but still with no avail. You scrunched your nose as you watched Neville took one part of the plant, curled it up gently, and squeezed it while catching the familiar, purplish sap in a medium sized vial. He glanced at you, and motions you to follow suit. 

“..what?”

“If you don’t at least show me that you can do this, we might be stuck here all night, and I know you’re not a morning person.” Neville chuckled causally, earning a playful glare from you. 

With a dramatic sigh, you pulled the pot containing the plant towards you, and with slight disgust, you followed his instructions. After some effort, you watched as the sap slowly dripping down into the remaining space inside the vial. With bright smile plastered on your face, you hugged your boyfriend with excitement, ignoring his surprised oomph. Neville quickly wrapped his arms around your lower back and pulled you closer to him, nearly lifting you off the ground before pulling away.

“We better get back, it’s way past curfew, and even if Professor Snape and McGonagall not murdering us for returning so late, Umbridge will certainly not react the same.” He said, concern dawning his features. 

Nodding in agreement, you gave his hand a light squeeze and pulled your boyfriend towards the exit.

The walk felt long, and unsurprisingly quiet. Both of you scanned left and right for any sign of Prefects, Filch, or worse, the she-devil herself. The dimly lit hallway left you alert, listening for any sound around you other than the not-so-subtle snores from the portraits. Nothing, that is, except the light footsteps against the stone floor. 

Then, a faint meow was heard.

The two of you jumped, suddenly remembered a familiar caretaker that owns a feline.

“Mrs. Norris.” You cursed under your breath.

Neville, however, frantically began to pull you along as he picked up the pace, panic replaced his usual features. Soon, the two of you streaked towards the direction of the Entrance Hall, zig-zagging from one corridor to the other in attempt to lose the blasted cat. In the distance, you spotted the familiar hallway that would be your saving grace of the night. 

C’mon, you breathed, almost there...

“Hem hem, and where do you think the two of you are heading?”

Umbridge.

Neville stuttered to a stop, resulting you to bump into his back. Your hands are still linked, though bit more loose than before. This was it, you brought your head to meet the high inquisitor’s in an innocent fashion, while taking a short, but reassuring glance to Neville, who was still slight pale with shock.

“Mr. Longbottom, as the high inquisitor of Hogwarts, I expect student to follow my rules.” She said in faux sweetness. “ I noticed, one, you have been holding...is it Ms. l/n ‘s hand, and two, both of you are out and about way past curfew hours. According to Educational Decree number twenty six, no boy and girl shall be eight inches within each other, and let me remind you that holding hands is being less than eight inches within each other.”

“W-we were out tutoring Professor,” Neville answered respectfully. “ We lost track of time, I hope it is forgiven.”

“And you were tutoring because?”

“Actually, professor, he was tutoring me.” you interjected.

Umbridge finally turned towards you, her small, beady eyes stared at you curiously for a moment before a faux smile plastered on her round face.

“You can let go of Mr. Longbottom’s hand now, Ms l/n, no types of affection can go unnoticed by me; “ she said,“ Now, what are you....being tutored for?”

“Herbology, professor.”

Umbridge proceeded to hesitate, as if lost in thought, before responding once more. “I see. Judging by me previous observations, you don’t seemed to pay too much attention during that class. Perhaps that’s why you needed Mr. Longbottom’s assistance?”

“No professor, it was because I was confuse on the matter of extracting the sap from Tailomortencia, that’s why I asked for Neville’s help.”

“Peculiar...Slytherin and a Gryffindor ending up together....Well, in that case, both of your head of the house - Professor Snape and Professor McGonagall, is it? - will be notified of this incident. Like all mistakes, this will have consequences, including a week of detention with me, and a month’s suspension of all extracurricular activities, in addition to the twenty points will be respectively taken from each of your houses.”

Your heart plummeted to the pit of your stomach. Three punishments, just for breaking two rules?! Just when you’d think this lady was bad enough, her punishments seemed to get even worse. Beside you, Neville paled significantly, and seemed to be sweating in panic. Fuming, you turned to a smirking Madame Toad in protest.

“Professor, in my defense, your punishment is severe for two students who had only broken two rules. Neville’s got nothing to do with this, I asked him to tutor me, so it should me, not him get detention.”

Umbridge stood before you, silent, emotionless. Her eyes seemed to be calculating, for she kept eyeing you both. For seconds it was just like this: Umbridge glancing back and forth between the two of you while you glanced defiantly back. After what felt like eternity, she smiled sardonically.

“..Reasonable excuse, I’ll be sure to keep this in mind when I report to your head of the house tomorrow morning, but this consequence will make an example of the school to not ever challenge ministry’s Educational Decrees. Now run along, the two of you will start the punishment on Monday.”

The rest was a blur. The two of you managed to trudge your way back to the Entrance Hall, stopping at the bottom of the staircase. Neville had stayed silent the whole time, with occasional glances met by yours. You stood next to him at the foot of the staircase, unsure what to do next.

“...Are you alright, Neville?” you asked tentatively.

“Relieved, I guess....y/n, what if they find out?” he replied softly, a sad smile spread across his face. “What if everything changes tomorrow?”

You gently turned the teen to face you, and rested your hand on his shoulder. 

“Neville, you are possibly the kindest person I’ve ever met. We’ve been through loads together, and now you’re telling me you’re afraid of tomorrow? Never mind ‘bout the others, Neville, you have me and that’s all it matters. And I wouldn’t trade it for anything else.”

You felt two strong arms wrap around you, pulling you close. Smiling, you snaked your arms around his back. It was all you needed, after the chaos that had just happened. 

“ I love you, y/n.” He murmured next to your ear, letting out a sigh of relief. “I’m sorry for today to end this way.”

“Never be sorry, Neville, I love you too.”

Short Bonus:

“Really? Longbottom. You’re dating Longbottom.” Daphne whispered to you as the two of you sat in the Three Broomsticks at Hogsmeade.

Words had gotten out about your detention since Professor Snape gave you a pointed look during breakfast (after his glare to Neville and the rest of the Gryffindor table - the usual), and it wasn’t long before Daphne cornered you inside the pub, insisting that you tell her the truth.

“Yes, really. I’ve been dating Neville since last year. Being one of the smartest girls in our year, I thought you’d figure it out by now.” 

Daphne jabbed you playfully, nearly knocking over the butter beer you were about to drink. “Not cool. But why, out of everyone, you choose Longbottom? Not to mention the fact that he’s a Gryffindor?”

You rolled your eyes before setting down your drink. “Well first, he’s not a snob like a certain Draco Malfoy (or constantly talks about Potter for that matter), or disinterested like Nott and Zabini, and let’s face it, I’m nowhere compatible with Crabbe or Goyle.”

Daphne snorted.

“Plus, when you actually get to know him well enough, he is intelligent, caring, and great to hang out with.”

“Whatever, at least now you’re not unhappily single like Parkinson, no offense to her that is.”

The two of you snickered as you paid for your drink and exited through the door.

A/N: Not a request, but I thought we all need a pick-me-up today. Enjoy everyone, and feel free to request anything you’d like to see me write about ~

Seriously, do you realize how aesthetically pleasing the common room is?

I mean, like the blues and bronze made you feel like freakin’ royalty once you walk in

the most musical of the the common rooms - there’s soft sound of choir singing because of the magic, and the blue hues really calms you down REAL fast

I am 100% SURE that there’s AROMATHERAPY going on inside the common room:

hello, everyone! Since my brain is incompetent of coming up with more ideas, what would you like me to write next? I like to freshen up my writing skills, so message me any requests would you like to see on my blog! I write anything and everything Hogwarts (not just Harry Potter) related, so if you want me to write an imagine or a story with OCs, that would be fine too. I also write fictional stories like something about zodiacs, or about dragons(I love them). Thank you for the love and support!

A preview of what I'm currently working on for #inktober2017. It's not finished, and sorta sh*tty but it'll do for now hehe

I don't assume that everyone has a great family life except Harry. Throughout the books, we get glimpses of other families: like the Malfoys, the Grangers, the Diggorys, and the Weasleys. Now, to say that these big, main families are nowhere perfect, but they do care about their children(although strict, I do believe that the Malfoy parent cared deeply about Draco).

But this might not be the case with every family. I think there are definitely abusive or neglecting families, whether if they're pureblood or muggleborn. In a way, these kids would be at least a bit traumatized, and if not damaged emotionally in a way. I belive that for some cases, small portion of muggleborns would have gone through being ostracized for their powers, and remember that England did also underwent public hysteria of witchcraft a long time ago in history, so that might also affect how some families see their kids when they began showing signs or magic. My question is: how do you think Hogwarts are going to deal with this situation? Whether if there was a war or not.

Also, feel free to request or discuss anything you'd like me to write about :)

A/N: I got this idea from watching my dog, Lily, in the leave pile I just made today…XD

Sirius:

to be honest, he would be the hyper one

also the first to jump in leave piles, especially after the caretaker had just finished raking the leaves together