Harry Potter | 2021 | 546 | Ao3 | Masterlist | Next
Theodore's dorm in Slytherin House consists of two Necromantic disasters, three idiots, and one Theo. Surprisingly, they haven't burnt down the castle yet.
(Or maybe not surprisingly, since the pyromaniacs are mostly in Gryffindor Tower. Still, they haven't managed to reduce the school to rubble, so that's good.)
âHey, your family crest is being carved into the wall.â Theo looked back down at his book, having figured out what the scraping noise and sudden magical presence was. He was on his stomach on his bed in the Slytherin sixth year dorm, Harry was to his left, upside down on his own bed for some general reason that probably hadnât been put into words yet. Theo tried not to worry about it, as a rule. And Blaise was sitting on his bed, playing with either potions, chemicals, or colored water. Theo also tried not to worry about that. It was probably blood.
 âWhoâs family crest?â Blaise asked.
Theo glanced up from his book again at the distracted tone. Harry didnât respond. Theo glanced pointedly at the same wall. âThe one you share.â
 Something clattered to the floor from Harryâs side of the room. Huh. He was holding something?
 Rustling and the bouncing of springs from behind Theo informed him Blaise was moving too, and he watched the two brown boys reach the wall with nearly-matching levels of inhuman grace. The final line of the Peverell crest finished being carved into the wall. Harry, the idiot, reached up and touched it.
 He didnât get thrown across the room, but that didnât relax Theo. He kept them in his peripheral, ready to cast a spell if something moved wrong. Death may not be his domain, but he could weaken the dead by funneling away their power if they dared attack his friends.
 Another line was carved into the wall. From his angle, Theo wasnât sure what it was. âOh,â Harry breathed, as the wall continued to be vandalized. âAre you okay?â
 Theo gave up on being subtle and sat up properly. Ah. That didnât seem to be dead people. Lily Potter probably had some physical scrying spell, most likely based off blood, and was using it to write Harry this message. The idea that most people lauded her as the paragon of a Light Witch when half of her spells were blood magic was ridiculous.
 âDo we need to come at you from this side?â
 Theo hoped so. He wanted to participate in one of her rituals.
 âIâll let Con know. Be safe.â Harryâs eyes turned green again, and he glanced over at Theo. âSo apparently mum and dad are missing because theyâre in an alternate universe, and theyâve decided to wreak havoc.â
 Theo looked at his best friend and then shook his head mirthfully. âCan you believe theyâve pretended weâre the bad influence in your life?â
 Harry snickered. âDenial, itâs gotta be.â
 âDonât know why,â Blaise hummed, tone smooth and teasing. âIâd be happy if my kids turn out like us.â
 âWe are truly amazing human specimens,â Harry agreed, fluttering his eyelashes at Blaise.
 Theo snorted, a knee-jerk peal of laughter that would rarely be seen around anyone else. He opened his eyes to see Harry looking at him, amused and questioning. Theo grinned. âHuman.â
 Harry caught the joke that time around, and while he laughed Theo looked over at Blaise. Blaiseâs signature Cheshire grin was in place, dark eyes genuinely happy.
 Theo hadnât seen that very often this year. He smirked back, but it didnât last long before a full blown grin took its place.
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Hey, for funsies. What's your favorite fic from your 50(+1)?
You ask hard questions, anon.
Probably either Judge My Carmine Fingertips, There is Magic In Every Living Thing, This Is The Road To Ruin, or Closer than Friends. Those are mostly HP fics which sounds like I just like HP, but it says less about my fandom tastes and more about my writing growth, I think. I've been on ao3 for five or six years, there has been growth, so it's all the newer fics that I'm proud of.
Oh! Also Antithesis. Antithesis was really fun to write.
What fic of yours (that you wrote) do you love the most?
The (that you wrote) feels distinctly like a callout over collab fics. Possibly because I havenât done much of the writing for my most recent collab fic. My coauthor is zooming and Iâll take over when we meet the Parenting Group Of Dubious Morality.
 To answer the actual question, Iâm really fond of Closer Than Friends, honestly, and barring that Iâm deeply fond of Not Our Parentsâ Children since itâs just writing practice and self-indulgence.
(But overall I think There Is Magic In Every Living Thing is my favorite of favorites)
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Theodore's dorm in Slytherin House consists of two Necromantic disasters, three idiots, and one Theo. Surprisingly, they haven't burnt down the castle yet.
(Or maybe not surprisingly, since the pyromaniacs are mostly in Gryffindor Tower. Still, they haven't managed to reduce the school to rubble, so that's good.)
it was imposter syndrome after all. Just had my first review at the new job with my manager.... he told me heâs been really impressed by me and wrote how my âdesign work has been very good, even better than anticipatedâ and I feel so proud and vindicated I wanna cry right here in my cubicle