âRight class we will be learning a new spell today. Nothing too difficult, I promise you,â Professor Flitwick assured after moans from the class. Most of them had only just managed to cast Wingardium Leviosa correctly.Â
âDonât see why we canât do something difficult,â Sirius whispered to him as Professor Flitwick went on.Â
âSpeak for yourself,â Remus muttered back. Heâd really struggled with Wingardium Leviosa, the same with his other lessons. He could feel the magic but didnât seem to be able to access it properly. It was always a chore to call upon it. On the other hand, Siriusâs magic flowed like water. It was never far away when Sirius needed it and every spell came as naturally as breathing to him.Â
âOkay class, each of you pair up and try the spell out on each other. Remember the nice curving motion,â as Remus was sitting next to Sirius today, so they paired up. The four of them tried to rotate so they all got a chance to sit with each other. Remus checked the blackboard behind Professor Flitwick and practised the wand moment a few times. He nodded to himself once he was sure he had it.Â
âReady?â Sirius asked, quirking an eyebrow at him.Â
They found an empty space in the classroom and raised their wands.Â
âYou go first,â Remus told Sirius. He was nervous. Sirius twirled his wand.
âRictusempra,â he cried, and Remus began laughing as invisible feathers tickled his skin. He bent forward, gasping, waiting for the spell to end. âRight, your turn,â Sirius grinned once Remus could stand up straight again. Remus took a deep breath, steeling himself.Â
âRictusempra,â he chanted. He could feel the magic right there, but something was blocking it and only a trickle fought its way out. Sirius rolled his shoulders, slightly uncomfortable.Â
âWas that it?â He asked and Remus felt his cheeks heating. Sirius smiled at him and came to stand behind him. âHey, Potter, come be my stand-in,â James immediately moved to the spot Sirius had been in and stood waiting.Â
Remus flinched as Siriusâs hands ran down his arms to hold his wrists. âLike this, Remus,â and he lifted Remusâs wand arm, swishing his wand through the air. âThis time say the incantation,â His breath tickled the tiny hairs on the back of Remusâs neck, and he felt a shock of something jolt through him. Sirius raised his hand and began to move it.Â
âRictusempra!â he shouted. He was expecting the usual slug of magic, but the rush of power he felt coursing through him was unlike anything heâd felt before. The floodgates had well and truly been opened. His hand spasmed with the amount of magic sliding down his wand. James fell to the floor in howls of laughter.Â
âR-r-r-remus! S-s-s-stop! He gasped around his laughs.Â
âWell done, Mr Lupin. Very powerful casting. Ten points to Gryffindor. Finite incantartum,â Flitwick squeaked as he ended the spell for Jamesâs sake.Â
âThat was amazing, Remus,â Sirius said, still holding his wrists. Remus looked down at his trembling hands. Had Sirius done that? Why had his magic released now? He waited until Sirius had let him to go make fun of James and pointed his wand at his textbook.Â
âWingardium Leviosa,â His magic shot through him again and his book bounced off the ceiling. He stared at it in awe, realising heâd need to practice controlling this newfound power, or he was likely to take someone's head off. He grinned as James bent over double when he was supposed to be the one casting the spell on Peter, but Sirius had got to him first. He grinned. School had just got a hell of a lot easier.Â
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Whoa, new fic alert! I'm surprised at how quickly I wrote this one. Don't expect that speed to become a habit though. đ This is a Hogwarts Legacy fic, so obviously if you play the game or plan to and wish to avoid spoilers, you should probably save this fic for later.
Summary: Ominis has offered to help the new fifth-year student catch up on learning charms. Sebastian gets volunteered as tribute to be the student's practice dummy, and also learns never to go behind his best friend's back again. Fic below the cut.
**A little background info for those of you who don't know anything about the characters but still want to read it and not feel completely lost:
Ominis Gaunt (yes of THAT Gaunt family) and Sebastian Sallow are 5th-year Slytherin boys and they've been besties since they met at school
Anne Sallow, mentioned a few times, is Sebastian's twin sister who became too ill to go to school any longer and now stays home
Ominis is blind, born that way (not something I made up, it's canon)
The other student is the "main character" aka the player in the game/story, and they've started Hogwarts as a 5th-year so they have a LOT to catch up on
For the purposes of this fic, the character is a female Slytherin and I've named her Kathryn
the "Undercroft", where this fic takes place, is basically a hidden room in the castle that only Ominis's family knows about... Ominis only shared this secret with Sebastian who then shared it with the main character when he shouldn't have
I think that's all the background info you need to know if you don't know the game's storyline. Time-wise, this fic takes places somewhere in the middle of the school year, after Sebastian told the other student about the Undercroft and I'd say not long before they start looking for the Scriptorium for those of you who know the storyline.
Kathryn anxiously paced in a circle across the stone floor in a corner of the Undercroft. Her nerves getting the better of her, she fidgeted with the spell book in her hands and began to rotate it cover over cover as she walked. There was a lot of work she needed to do if she was to get her magical knowledge up to snuff with the other fifth-years before the O.W.L. exams began at the end of next term. The one subject she seemed to excel at was potions, which Ominis struggled with quite a bit. In exchange for tutoring him, he had offered to go over charms he'd been taught in his earlier years. Kathryn was about to give up on waiting when she noticed the red glow pulsing and growing brighter near the entrance gate.
"Oh good, you made it!" Kathryn exhaled. She smiled as the gate lifted and Ominis strutted underneath it as he extinguished his wand. She took a seat on the floor, folding her legs underneath herself and placing the spell book beside her. "I was starting to think that you'd forgotten." Her fingers buried themselves in her long dark hair and twisted around the strands.
"I promised you that I would come. You know I'd never break my word. I had to make sure there were no prying eyes around." Ominis furrowed his brow when he realized her voice came from below him. "Are you sitting on the floor?"
"It's usually how I study."
"Well, that will not do. You deserve better than cold stone. Just a moment." Ominis didn't need his wand to navigate the Undercroft. Having spent so much time down there over the past four years, the area was completely committed to memory. He disappeared around a corner and came back just as quickly pulling what looked like two large green velvet couch cushions behind him.
"Where in the world...?"
"I deserve a medal for being able to memorize and navigate Sallow's 'organized chaos', as he calls it, down here." He handed a cushion to Kathryn and dropped the other behind himself before sitting down onto it. "Much better. Did you have anything specific you wanted to go over today?"
"Madam Scribner helped me find a copy of Standard Book of Spells for first-years with braille and said I could keep it for the term as long as I bring it back in perfect condition." She placed the book on Ominis's knee and kept her hand on top of the cover until he took the book in his hands. As he started to flip through pages, she added, "I feel silly having to look through a first-year book and not knowing some basic spells and charms. I really do appreciate you offering to help."
"I don't mind. Sebastian brought you here to have a safe space to practice, so it only makes sense to utilize your time learning what you can."
"I still feel bad about that. If I'd known it was your family's private-"
"Nonsense," Ominis cut her off with a dismissive wave of his hand. "That fault lies with Sebastian, not you. I feel awful about snapping at you when I found out, so I suppose that makes us even."
"Fair enough. I got up to page thirty-two before morning classes started. I managed to spongify one of my books, which was fine until I realized I didn't know how to undo it and it bounced around every time I put it down." Kathryn huffed at herself, taking a seat on the cushion Ominis had given her.
"Ah, rookie mistake. Always learn a counter spell first." Ominis turned several pages in the spell book. "Twenty-nine, thirty, thirty-one, thirty-two..." He brushed his fingers across a line of bumps on the page and let out a quiet chuckle.
"What?" Kathryn asked.
"It's an... amusing spell," he told her. Ominis leaned his head from side to side in thought. "It's not one you see used very often. I don't think I've ever seen it used during classes."
"Well, now you've piqued my curiosity." Kathryn craned her neck to try to read the page Ominis had the book opened to in his lap. She lightly tapped a fist against his knee. "Come on. I want to cram the past four years of your knowledge into my brain before Christmas break. What is it?"
"It's called rictusempra." Ominis grimaced as a small wave of embarrassment came over him. "It's a tickling charm," he added, angling his face down towards the book in his lap.
"I beg your pardon? You're kidding." Kathryn scoffed and looked up at Ominis, whose cheeks were now dusted a shade of pink. "You're not kidding. Is it that bad? What happens if I use it?"
"It's what one would expect. It hits you here," Ominis mumbled, bracing an open palm over his stomach. He stretched his fingers out and wiggled them around. "It feels warm and kind of fuzzy at first, but then it wriggles out and becomes increasingly unbearable. It tickles like mad and you have no way to block it because it feels like it comes from inside you, if that makes any sense. Ugh..." Ominis buried his face in his hand and could feel himself blush.
"You speak from experience. Sebastian used it on you, didn't he?"
"Oh goodness me, Sebastian knows better than to try something like that. He may be brash and completely reckless, but he's not suicidal." Ominis closed his eyes and laughed at a memory sparked from the conversation. He gazed in Kathryn's direction. "It was Anne, his twin sister. I can't remember why, but I was in a foul mood and they were having none of it. Sebastian tried to cheer me up and nothing helped. Then I heard her cast the spell and I reacted almost instantly." He shuddered and scratched around his torso as if he could still feel the effects of the spell. He felt a light squeeze at his ribs and jerked away from the touch with a gasp, swatting his hand out towards Kathryn. "Noooo no no. That's not wise."
"So you're already ticklish to begin with," Kathryn giggled. She thought for a moment and looked at the book that was still open to the spell page in Ominis's lap. "This doesn't say what happens if you cast the spell on someone who isn't ticklish though. Would it have the same effect on them or would it be useless?"
"You really do have a habit of making me think of things differently, don't you?" Ominis quirked an eyebrow while he thought over the question. "I actually don't know. And you're the first person I know to even ask. I suppose we'd have to find a willing practice dummy."
At that moment, they heard the gate open behind them and heavy footsteps echoing down the stairs through the chamber.
"Ahh, there you two are. I figured you had to be down here when I couldn't find you in the common room or Great Hall. I guess this means you're not mad at me anymore for letting Kathryn into the Undercroft?" Sebastian directed at his best friend.
"Of course not. I understand why you let her down here. Whyever would I still be upset?" Ominis's tone was less than sincere, but Sebastian didn't pick up on it. "You have excellent timing though, Sebastian. You're a perfect dummy," he added, smiling as he imagined the scowl Sebastian must be wearing.
"I am NOT dumb!" Sebastian put his books down on a nearby chair and crossed his arms over his chest.
"He means a practice dummy. No one is calling you dumb," Kathryn said, scolding Ominis by lightly backhanding his shoulder. "Ominis has been kind enough to spend time teaching me some charms and spells that you learned in previous years so I can catch up."
"Is that so? I can teach you spells that aren't in those books too. Just say the word." Sebastian felt a small pang of jealousy in that moment, even though he would never admit it. "So why do you need me to be your practice smarty?"
"Oh for Merlin's sake." Ominis groaned and rolled his eyes.
"This spell has to be used on a person and I didn't feel comfortable using it against Ominis. Besides, I wanted to test a theory." Kathryn stood and held out her wand towards Sebastian. "Odd question: are you ticklish?"
"What?!" Sebastian squeaked. He wrapped his arms tighter around himself and tried to remain calm as he took a few steps back. "I mean, of course not."
Sebastian glanced over at Ominis, who was wearing a smile that could only be described as pure evil. Ominis was fully aware of how sensitive Sebastian was, having heard him and his twin sister have countless tickle fights when they were younger.
"Oh, perfect! Let's see what happens then. Rictusempra!"
"No, wait!" Sebastian didn't have a chance to grab his wand and attempt to shield himself from the charm. A puff of silver glittery smoke shot out of the tip of Kathryn's wand and collided into Sebastian's torso. The boy gasped and instantly turned away from his friends as he doubled over, clawing at his vest.
"Did... did I do it wrong?" Kathryn asked.
"Not at all," Ominis replied in her direction. He stood and dropped the textbook back onto the cushion. "I suspect he's being stubborn and trying to fight it. What is he doing now?"
"He's kind of hunched over and jumping around like he needs to find a bathroom. I wish you could see him. It's utterly ridiculous." Kathryn clamped a hand over her mouth to stifle her own laugh as Sebastian squealed.
"Rictusempra is meant to weaken your opponent. The spell starts to dissipate once its victim is too weak to function." Ominis heard Sebastian starting to hiss through his teeth to suppress his laughter. "Sebastian, you're only making it worse for yourself. And you're not being very helpful to Kathryn either. Bad form," he scolded. He cleared his throat to hide a deep chuckle when Sebastian squealed again. "She needs to see how these spells work to understand them."
As if on cue, Sebastian's legs gave out and he fell to his knees. He couldn't fight the wriggling sensations against his ribs and stomach any longer and giggles rumbled in his chest before flowing freely from his lips.
"Okay-hay-hay-hee-hee! She see-hee-hees!" Sebastian's dark hair was a complete frumpled mop over his eyes. His shirt was untucked and his vest was twisted around his torso as he continued to claw and swat at the tickling sensations pulsing through his body. "Please! I ca-ha-ha-ha-han't!" He was laughing so hard that his eyes were tearing.
"If you actually feel pity for him and want to stop the spell, there's another that would immobilize him. Simply aim your wand at him and say titillando," Ominis told Kathryn in a hushed tone.
"And that'll stop the spell?" Kathryn was skeptical knowing what the incantation translated to, but she knew Ominis wouldn't teach her a spell that would hurt someone. It seemed plausible to her that a counter-spell would have similar terminology.
"You have my word." It wasn't a lie... exactly. Ominis could never lie to her, but he was still quite the cunning Slytherin when the need called for it. He was also still annoyed at Sebastian for letting Kathryn into the Undercroft without his permission. There's that old saying about payback...
"Titillando!"
"Oh my God, NO!" Ghostly transparent purple-tinted hands appeared around Sebastian and started tickling any spot on him they could reach. He no longer had the strength to hold back his laughter and outright screeched before bursting into cackles and curling into a fetal position on his side as he repeatedly kicked at the air. "Help meeeee! I can't brea-hee-hee-heethe!"
"Ominis!" This time Kathryn backhanded his shoulder with a force that nearly knocked him off balance. "He's going to pass out."
"He'll be fine. The little prat had it coming. Just give it a minute." Ominis continued to listen to Sebastian's deep laughter and occasional squeal, closing his eyes and laughing himself as it reminded him of happier times they had together before Anne had gotten sick.
"I do not want to be sent to Azkaban for murder! Call them off!" Kathryn tried to sound stern, but she knew Ominis could sense the amusement in her voice.
"Very well. Spoil my fun then. Finite incantatem."
As Ominis spoke the spell and aimed his wand at Sebastian, the ghostly hands vanished. Sebastian spread out his limbs, collapsing face-down on the stone floor and taking in gulps of air.
"Sebastian?" Kathryn bit down on her thumb and felt incredibly guilty as Sebastian lifted his head and turned it to face her. "Are you... okay?"
"Don't. Touch. Me. You two... are in... SO... much trouble... when I can see straight," Sebastian mumbled in between fleeting breaths and residual giggles.
"Me?! I just did what Ominis told me!" Kathryn glared at the blond. "You said that would stop the spell!"
"Did it not? I was truthful," Ominis stated with a shrug. A red light pulsed from the tip of his wand as he held it out and slowly stepped over to where he could hear Sebastian still panting. Crouching beside his best friend, he kept his voice low. "I thought you knew me better, Sebastian. I never get mad at you. I get even." Ominis extended an arm and felt around until his hand touched Sebastian's hair. He gave it a few semi-sympathetic pats before standing back up. "Although, I do confess that I may have gone a tad bit overboard."
"If you could see how destroyed he looks... Overboard is an understatement," Kathryn sighed. She offered her hands to Sebastian and helped him to stand.
"Overboard?! I almost died. I felt my soul leaving my body." Sebastian draped an arm around Kathryn's shoulders and leaned against her as his other hand massaged into his aching ribs. "I'll let you off the hook this time because you're learning." He glared at Ominis through the dark curls that were still matted against his forehead from sweat. "YOU on the other hand, you'd better sleep with one-" he caught himself in the middle of his own sentence as he realized what he was saying.
"Oh I dare you to finish that," Ominis hissed. He chuckled darkly. "Anne isn't the only one who knows your weak points. Perhaps I should teach Kathryn the body-bind spell next and you can show her how well it works."
"Perhaps you two can keep me out of your nonsense and just help me with my homework so I don't fail and watch you go on to sixth year without me," Kathryn interjected.
"Quite right. I apologize. We have work to do," Ominis admitted.
"I need a shower... and a nap now." Sebastian let go of Kathryn and stood up straight, wincing at the soreness in his torso from laughing so hard. "This is far from over though. Watch yourself," he added to Ominis as he passed by to head back to their dormitory.
"He's not serious, is he? I'm going to feel horrible if I started something between you two." Kathryn folded her arms over her chest.
"Not to worry. Our friendship is complicated, but solid." Ominis' jaw clenched as he thought about his siblings. "As I hate my actual family, I assume this is how real brothers would get along. He'll forget about it by tomorrow."
"I'll take your word for it. Let's go over a few more spells before dinner, hmm?" Kathryn sat back down and grabbed the spell book, flipping through pages. "Preferably some I can use in dueling. I have a feeling Sebastian won't go easy on me if Professor Hecat pairs us up again."
The end! Hopefully y'all liked it. I have other Hogwarts Legacy drabbles knocking around in my head too. I love these two Slytherin boys so much. đ As always, likes and comments and reblogs are appreciated and encouraged. Thank you! đđ
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Okay so you are a Harry Potter expert yes?! I got a question for you. You're not ticklish right? What happens when a not ticklish person such as yourself gets hit with the Rictusempra hex? Does it just not affect you at all or does it magically make you ticklish for a moment so that it can cause tickles? The fundamentals of magic are extremely important to me.
haha Iâd like to think I am ;;
I actually am ticklish in some places. But this is a really interesting question!
The Rictusempra charm âis a spell that causes a victim to buckle with laughter.â This is obviously from being tickled, so what happens if someone is biologically unable to be tickled?
Thereâs some speculation about the use of this spell in the HP CoS film, where Harry uses it against Malfoy and all it does is knock Malfoy backwards. Is this because Malfoy isnât ticklish? Or because Harry was so young and inexperienced he couldnât make the spell do its proper function?
To answer the question, I think the Rictusempra charm would either have no effect or simply knock the person backwards if they were not ticklish. I imagine it as similar to trying to tickle someone with your fingers - they might feel something trying to tickle them, but wonât actually feel ticklish.
(And according to an image from the HP OotP film, there are at least 2 other effects of Rictusempra OTHER than being tickled. [Question 6 in this image] )
In order to make a non-ticklish person feel ticklish, I think you would need to use a much more advanced spell which can alter the nerves in the body to enable them to feel that sensation.
Remus was being evasive, and it was annoying the hell out of Sirius.Â
âJust tell me, Remus,â Sirius said for the hundredth time.Â
âItâs nothing.â Remus tried to get away from Sirius, but Sirius was quicker.
âRictusempra!â He yelled, and Remus fell to the floor laughing uncontrollably as invisible hands ticked his entire body.Â
Sirius took the opportunity to jump on top of Remus. He straddled him, pinning him to the floor. âCome on, Remus, tell me whatâs the matter.â Remus squirmed beneath him.
âThereâs nothing to tell!â Remus gasped around his laughter.Â
âYes, there is! Youâre hiding something from me. Now tell me whatâs up!â Sirius demanded. The spell began to dissipate, and Remus let out a groan. Sirius leaned in. âTell me, Moony.â His voice was barely a whisper.Â
Remus looked up into those big grey eyes and kissed him. âOh,â Came Siriusâs shocked response. âOh,â He said again with more understanding before dipping his head and kissing Remus himself. Â
He pulled away, smiling fondly down at Remus. âRictusempra,â He muttered under his breath, sending Remus back into convulsions of laughter. âThatâs for not just telling me.â He quickly nipped in and kissed Remus again. He left him on the dorm room floor in a giggling, surprised mess.
âSirius!â Remus called out, but he was already skipping down the stairs into the Common room and out of the portrait hole. He thought heâd better give Remus a bit of space to calm down before he broached the subject of a date. After all, he had just used the tickling charm on him twice. Â Â