#hogwartsera

meet me in the middle by magicbeings on ao3

Wolfstar | 25k | E Rated | Complete

Howarts Seventh Year | Body Swap | Established Relationship

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The fic I wrote for @rsbigbang has been revealed!

It's a Hogwarts Seventh Year AU where Remus and Sirius body swap due to a potions accident, sort of like Freaky Friday vibes haha

I just really, really wanted to write something lighthearted, magical and set in Hogwarts, and this story holds a special place in my heart because it’s inspired by the first Wolfstar fic I ever wrote. It was a 8k one shot written in my native language by my 17-year-old self back in 2011, and now it has been completely changed/expanded into this.

I had a blast writing it, and I hope it’s just as fun to read!

This project demands that I do a big round of thanks, so sit back: - Thank you to the mods of the @rsbigbang for their hard work organising this amazing event! - Thank you to my lovely betas, Ginger and Rachel; this wouldn’t be what it is without your input! - Thank you sooo much to @astronomyth-art for the amazing art pieces that accompany this fic. They look so good! - And, last but most definitely not least, thank you so much to my incredible friends for their support and cheerleading. <3

“Malfoy, if you just..” she reached a timid hand towards his wrist. He wasn’t looking at her. “I can keep a secret, whatever you’re going through. I can help you.” Her small hand closed around his wrist.

“Fucking hell, Granger!” he spat at her and shook her hand off. “You’re fingers are bloody cold.” He looked down at her with an odd sort of shocked expression. “I..” he faltered, “don’t touch me, you filth.” He watched the color rise in her cheeks.

“Oh, come on!” She threw her hands up and rolled her eyes. “That was pathetic! Isn’t it about time you get over that shit? I’m a bloody person, not a disease. I’ve beat you in every class and exam this school has to offer and if I weren’t so afraid of heights, I’m sure I could kick your arse at quidditich too,” she was angry again. “Why am I even investing any of my time or worry into you? You’re a jerk. A bigoted, selfish, cocky git.” She stood and pulled out her wand. “Get out of my way. I’m going to class.” He didn’t move. He just looked down at her with that same strange expression. She pressed her wand tip into his chest. “Move,” she said as the tip of her wand flared orange. Smoke rose from the spot on his grey sweater and he raised his hands slowly and moved aside.

“Don’t tell anyone,” he said quietly as she slid past him.