Dumbass in Chief

Just a heads up, I always accept asks and requests, however, I reserve the right to decline writing your requests.

Please do not send super specific asks. I don’t mean like “shy hufflepuff reader w this person in this scenario” (that’s completely fine). But If you send me an ask telling me to look up personalities, characters from from other fandoms, and obscure things that have me looking stuff up on YouTube for an hour, you are automatically my last priority in my ask list, and there is a decent chance that I might just delete the ask after a long time. If I don’t think I can write a story well, there’s a decent chance that I won’t, and instead I would suggest finding someone who you think would.

Here is some of the stuff that is currently an absolute no go for me (I am open to discussion as to why I won’t write this but please do not straight up ask me to write this)

Rape/noncon

Incest

Bestiality

Race or age play

Urination or Fecal matter

Pedophilia

Hard domination from a male character (it just personally makes me uncomfortable and unsafe so I don’t write it)

I’m not fucking writing for Peter Pettigrew it just makes me uncomfortable

Nor do I write for Snape at least not now (may change stance later)

Things that I am flexible on

Lighter domination from a male character (if the component isn’t super strong then I might write it)

Yeah for right now that’s all I’m hesitant on as far as I know you can send in anything other than that

Masterlist

My posts are so fuckin scattered lmaooooo here’s the current masterlist

Fred Weasley

April Fool’s

Skirt/TikTok hc

Fred in a Skirt hc

Nearly Identical

Fred and George Animal HCs

Fred Animal HCs (separate)

Magic Man

Please (sub!fred)

Caught

Sub!Fred HCs

Bad Day (sub!fred)

Stripper Fred HCs

Petty Rivalry (sub!Fred)

George Weasley

April Fool’s

Skirt/TikTok hc

Draw Me

Nearly Identical

Sweater Paws

Fred and George HCs

Fred and George Animal HCs

George Animal HCs (separate)

Home For The Summer

Wrapped (sub!george smut)

Pins and Needles

Stripper George HCs

Ring/Hand kink (dom!george)

Harry Potter

Skirt/ TikTok hc

Anger Management

Draco Malfoy

Skirt/TikTok hc

Draco MAIDfoy

Ron Weasley

Skirt/TikTok hc

Neville Longbottom

Skirt/TikTok hc

Black and Blue

Is She Dead?

Petal (Sub!Neville smut)

Neville x Ravenclaw!reader HCs

Charlie Weasley

Put Your Hands in The Holes of My Sweater

Dragons Over Gender Roles

Laughing Gas

You Have a Girlfriend?

Cedric Diggory

Cedric Punk Intro HCs

Oliver Wood

Bunny (dom!Ollie smut)

Take Care of Me (sub!ollie smut)

Simple (smut)

Kink Game

Draco (Pregnancy)

Draco (facesitting)

Hermione (edging)

George (innocence)

George (breathplay)

George (innocence reversed)

Harry (femdom)

Harry (praise)

Cedric (praise)

Cedric (innocence)

Ron (spit)

Ron (choking)

Ron (size)

Ron (hair pulling)

Fleur (dirty talk)

Charlie (biting)

Fred (biting)

Everyone (General HCs)

You Were Maid For This

HP Boys Wearing Nail Polish HC pt 1

HP Boys Wearing Nail Polish HC pt 2

HP Boys Wearing Nail Polish HC pt 3

HP Boys in Heels

HP Boys in Makeup

Plastic Jaws of Terror

The Boys in Heels

The Boys in Makeup

The Boys in Lingerie

The Boys in Crop Tops

The Boys with Piercings

Don’t Move (smut) 

Post War HCs

Love Languages

Extras/Specific Requests/OCs

Ratel (black reader)

Champurrado (Latine!reader)

HP Characters as Things My Chaotic Friends Have Said

HP Characters as Things My Chaotic Friends Have Said pt 2. 

Coming Soon

Dean and Seamus had covered decorations, George had convinced the house elves to help him snatch copious amounts of food from the kitchens, while Fred managed to sneak in half a dozen bottles of firewhiskey.

You had just finished your last cup when you felt two arms pick you up from behind.

"George Weasley! P-hu-hu-ut me down!" You shrieked through fits of giggling.

"Can't! Gotta make sure my favorite person in the world is having fun!"

"I am- AHH- having fu-hu-hu-hun!"

You could feel his shoulders shaking from laughter, "Are you sure about that? Because if you're not having fun, then I'll have to-"

"Nope, very much having a good time! You can put me down now."

He sighed and unceremoniously dropped you.

"OW, you asshole!"

"You didn't say 'put me down gently'." You glared at him as he picked up your discarded cup and refilled it along with his own.

"Can we go outside, I wanna talk?"

You tilted your head in confusion, "But its less than five minutes till midnight. Don't you wanna be watching the fireworks when the new year comes?"

"I know, I'll just take a minute."

You nodded and allowed him to lead you outside to one of the balconies, and once you were outside, he closed the doors behind the two of you and turned you to face him.

He took a big breath before opening his mouth to speak.

"I-hey."

You looked at him through squinted eyes.

"Hey? Is that what you pulled me out here for cause-"

"No! No. I-" George trailed off, his hands beginning to shake.

On the other balcony next to you, you noticed Fred going outside to set up the fireworks.

"Oi, George, get over here, I need help with these!"

You yelled back in his place.

"He'll be there in a minute, I've got him right now, Fred!" Fred nodded back in understanding returned to his work. Your attention refocused on George, you tried to calm him.

"You've been acting off this week, I'm worried about you."

"I just, I need to tell you something, but I don't want anything to change between us, and I don't want to hurt you, or drive you away or make things awkward or-" His hands were shaking more and more and you noticed his increased stress.

"George, it's okay, nothing you could say would change things, I just need you to tell me what's going on with you."

His shaking slowed and he took another deep breath.

"Ok."

"Ok."

"Here I go."

"Here you go, I believe in you."

"I.... FUCK why is this so hard to do?" He yelled out and turned towards the direction of the black lake and away from you, yanking at his scalp.

"SPIT IT OUT WEASLEY!"

"I'M IN LOVE WITH YOU DAMMIT!"

You froze in place, and his face quickly fell.

"Shit, you don't feel the same, I am so sorry, this is what I meant when I said I didn't want anything to change." He muttered that last bit.

"No, George, that's it, I do love you."

"No, Y/N, I'm saying I'm in love with you."

"Yeah, I know. I'm in love with you too, idiot."

"Oh... wait," George looked back up at you.

"YOU'RE IN LOVE WITH ME TOO?"

"YEAH DIPSHIT!"

"FUCK!"

Just then, gold and red fireworks lit up the sky, and the two of you turned to Fred, who you had now realized had witnessed the whole thing.

"Sorry Fred, meant to help earlier!" George yelled over.

"They're already lit, and you've spilled your bloody heart out! It's midnight, kiss Y/N, you idiot!"

You didn't wait for George to respond, grabbing the collar of his shirt and yanking him to meet you as more fireworks went up in the air.

As you pulled away, the two of you turned to the glass doors to see half the Gryffindor common room staring out, as Colin Creevey waved a developing photo from his new polaroid.

You rolled your eyes and pulled him in again for a kiss, barely hearing the commotion inside.

"You owe me five sickles Ron!"

Still, people often believed this meant that Hufflepuff's were doe-eyed little kids with little understanding of the real world, or the guts to deal with it.

Ron used to think that of Hufflepuffs. So did Harry, Hermione. Most Gryffindors did, even if it was the house they got along best with.

That belief faded once they met you.

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Once the DA was under investigation by Umbridge and her Inquisitorial Squad, every potentially involved student was interrogated unknowingly under Veritaserum.

You had waited in line for your turn for over an hour, sitting next to Ron, who was anxiously staring at other students, warning them to say nothing, when the door to Umbridge's office opened and Goyle stepped out.

"The Headmistress will see you now."

You rolled your eyes before plastering on a smile and heading upstairs to Umbridge's office.

"Good Afternoon, Mrs..."

"(Y/L/N), Ma'am."

"That would be Headmistress to you, dear." She stated with a tight lipped smile, which you returned.

"Of course, Headmistress."

She motioned at the chair in front of you and you sat down.

"Tea, dear?"

You stared at the pink sugary drink she had placed in front of you.

"I don't drink tea, and I am not thirsty at this time. Thank you for the generous offer, though."

She smiled through gritted teeth.

"Of course, shall we get started then?"

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After grilling you for over an hour, you were released, and accosted by Ron.

"You didn't say anything, did you? Because if you did-"

"Relax, Weasley, I'm not the type to blab that easily."

Ron looked affronted, but then relaxed, looking apologetic.

"Yes, I just thought that you being in the house you were in..." He trailed off, looking mildly ashamed.

"What, you thought all Hufflepuff's were spineless and spilled their guts at the drop of a hat? I would have thought you better than to believe in stereotypes of that nature, Ron."

"Right, of course, I'm sorry." He took in a deep breath. "I think everyone is just on edge."

You nodded, and just then, his name was called.

Before he left, you grabbed her arm.

"Whatever you do, don't show any emotion, and DO NOT eat or drink anything she gives you, I think it's laced with something. She'll bring up anything to get you to talk, your blood status, your family, she may even threaten your grades. Don't give her even an inch to work with." Ron looked at you, nodded a quick thanks, and headed up.

Following the interrogation and subsequent punishment of students, spirits were low at Hogwarts. Many students ducked down and continued their studies, not wanting to rock the boat any further, or end up with more carvings in their hands.

Umbridge seemed to pay the most attention to the students that refused to talk. That included the Hermione, Harry, all four Weasley children, Neville, Luna, a select few others, and you. For every hour of lines every other member of the DA was given, you were all given double. It didn't matter.

You spent most of your time now hauled in the library, trying to focus on the subjects for teachers that didn't hate you, when Harry, Ron, and Hermione approached.

You looked up from your Transfiguration essay in slight confusion.

"Do you need something?"

Harry was the first to sit down.

"Uh, yeah, sorry, we just wanted to say thanks for sticking with us. You didn't have to lie to Umbridge or go through all that detention with us, but you did."

Ron spoke up, "Yes, and thanks for the tip about the laced tea and interrogation. Without that I might have told her a lot I shouldn't have."

You cleared your throat awkwardly before answering, "Uh, yeah, of course. Anytime."

The four of you sat there awkwardly until you spoke up.

"So, where do we go from here?"

The three of them stared at you strangely.

"What do you mean," asked Ron, "The DA's finished. Umbridge closed off the Room of Requirement, there's nothing we can do but keep our heads down."

You furrowed your brows, "Oh come on. You three are saying you're gonna throw in the towel now? You're giving up?"

There was a long pause.

"It's not very Gryffindor of you, is it?"

Harry fired back, "Not very Hufflepuff to press on like that, is it?"

You glared at him, "Hufflepuff's are known for hard work and determination. If my determination is geared towards outsmarting that bitch parading around as Headmistress, I'll do whatever it takes."

Hermione grinned, but it faded quickly.

"Yes, but where would we go for this? We ruled out all other locations for this before we chose the Room of Requirement. There's nowhere to practice."

"The Shrieking shack?"

"Too small."

"Hogsmeade?"

"Too open."

You thought for a moment.

"What about the Chamber of Secrets?"

"Are you mental!?" Ron loudly asked, before getting a deadly look from Madam Pince.

"Sorry. Are you mental?" He whispered.

"I know how it sounds, but think about it. Only you and Ron ever went down there, and no one else in the school knows exactly where the entrance is located."

They thought over the idea for a bit.

"But still, there was suspicion the first time around because of how many students were missing at a certain time. It's how we were caught. We can't risk that again."

"So we stagger the times, have different people meet in different groups at different points in the week. Do one hour meetings instead of three hour meetings. Switch up who is in each group every two weeks. Use the coins to tell people where to meet and when, and the three of you can teach each group individually. It's more one on one and can decrease suspicion."

The three of them whispered amongst themselves, then turned to you.

"Alright. Let's do it." Harry confirmed.

The four of you grinned.

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"Alright! Let's set up the training dummies over in the corner there, and the dueling station in the opposite side!"

You and Hermione were leading today's training. In front of you stood a handful of students from Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff, who each quickly got to work helping to set up the classroom for the day. The Chamber of secrets looked less frightening now, if that was possible. The skeleton of the giant snake hadn't been removed, but the teeth had all been taken out as a precaution, and Fred and George had wrapped Christmas lights around it to 'lighten the mood'.

"Ok, today we're practicing the Tongue Tying Curse. This will prevent your opponent from casting spoken incantations and lessen their chances of winning in an attack. Don't worry, Hermione and I are both well versed in the reversal spell!" A chorus of laughter came from that, and each student quickly partnered up and waited for your instruction.

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Hermione and you both flopped down onto the couch in the Gryffindor common room. Ron had given you the password a month ago and ever since you spent much of your time there.

"So, how was practice today?" Ron asked as a greeting. You groaned and turned to face him.

"Hermione kept cursing me as an example. My tongue hurts." You jokingly glared at your friend and she smiled innocently.

"I have no idea what you're talking about." She said sarcastically.

"Neither does Umbridge, apparently." Harry came in from downstairs and sat next to you.

You scoffed. "She still has no idea?"

He shook his head.

"Splitting us into groups was a good idea. Her main evidence last time was that the same fifty students kept disappearing for hours at a time, but it's difficult to question us when it's just ten or so for an hour at a time. Even more so since she can't get into the Chamber."

"Yeah, well she's still a bitch to us." Ron snorted at that.

Hermione rolled her eyes. "I doubt that will ever stop, but she's less vigilant than she was a month ago, and she stopped interrogating students a while back too. We still have the rest of the semester to deal with her, but for now let's just be glad we're keeping up the DA and that it's not on her radar."

"Yeah, I suppose your right," you checked your watch, "Shit, it's like 10 pm already, I have to get back to my dorm."

Harry ran upstairs to grab his cloak, and threw it over the two of you.

"I'll walk you back."

You arrived at the rows of barrels, and Harry took off the cloak.

"You'll never tell me how to use those barrels, will you?"

"Hufflepuff is the only house that hasn't been broken into yet. I have no intention of being the one to break that record."

He shrugged, "Worth a shot."

Before he left, you were pulled into a tight hug.

"Thanks. For everything. We never would have restarted this if it wasn't for you."

"You would have found a way."

"No, we wouldn't have. I was ready to give up, you convinced me it was worth another shot. That paid off."

You smiled back at him.

"Anytime. Night Harry."

"Night, Y/N."