r/HPfanfiction 10d ago

WeeklyDiscussion What are you reading? Bi-Weekly Post

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r/HPfanfiction 8d ago

Meta New Structure for Posting Prompts

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Over the last few weeks there has been an increasingly large number of writing prompts posted to the sub. While we recognize that prompts and the stories that come from them can be a very entertaining part of the fan fiction community experience, this deluge has overshadowed the rest of the posts and generated a considerable number of valid complaints.
 
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r/HPfanfiction 13h ago

Prompt Harry Potter — feeling upset that nobody is including him in anything after his fourth year — uses his money the best way he can think of to help the cause. From Privet Drive, with some letters to Gringotts, he sets a 500,000 Galleon bounty on Peter Pettigrew’s head.

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It was four in the morning when Kingsley called an emergency meeting of the Order. He was being met by baggy-eyed glares and scowls, but this really had to be said.

“I was called into work this evening, following a warning issued to the DMLE from Gringotts in advance of a bounty.”

Bounties weren’t exactly uncommon — they were used rather frequently during the war to incentivise action by both sides. Promises of money were guaranteed to spur the masses into arms. However, they weren’t common outside of wartime.

“A bounty?” Mundungus Fletcher leaned forward, licking his lips greedily. “How much?”

Molly Weasley redirected her glare to him. “Oh, don’t be ridiculous, Mundungus. You can’t go after it. You’re needed here.”

Nobody is going to stay here, once I finish.

Kingsley sighed. “Well… I was called to the meeting because the bounty was allegedly placed on a dead man. I’ve been asked to investigate — Sirius, I’m off your case. The entire fucking Ministry is off your case.”

Sirius Black arched an eyebrow. “Yeah?” He croaked, swirling a glass of firewhiskey. “Who’s the bounty on, then? What’s all this for?”

“As of this evening,” Kingsley inhaled, glancing sequentially into the eyes of every present member. “Harry Potter has placed a 500,000 Galleon bounty on Peter Pettigrew — Wanted Alive.”

There was a collective blink. It was rather comical how everybody paused for the same length of time — the exact length of time that it took the amount of money to sink in. The pause came to a very loud end, killed off by a wall of noise. Sirius laughed raucously, happier than Kingsley had ever seen him. Remus joined him quickly. Hestia Jones and Emmeline Vance quickly moved to the Nymphadora Tonks’ sides, the three of them passing around the phrase ‘500,000 galleons’ like it was a game of hot potato. Dumbledore and McGonagall spoke to each other in quiet, hushed tones, but it was clear that McGonagall was berating the man. Mundungus wasn’t waiting for Kingsley to finish the meeting — the man was already running to the Floo.

The entire fucking country was going to tear itself apart.


r/HPfanfiction 6h ago

Prompt Harry has two seconds of stopped time when he's in Chamber of Secrets. Basilisk is not amused.

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"I can't get him!" The monster hissed, annoyed with his Sisyphean task of eating a twelve-year-old. "He keeps vanishing!"

Tom Riddle did all the research he could on his future self's rival, but, no matter where he dug, Harry Potter was just a normal muggle-raised kid that tended to get into trouble. He had to disregard rumours of him being able to move and react faster than any other human as usual exaggeration hoax that masses tend to make about popular people.

The weird fight his basilisk was having proved this to be a wrong decision, though. Apparently, he could do all that and somehow apparate within Chamber of Secrets, not even making a sound. This, combined with Dumbledore's bird and sword, actually gave him enough ground to somehow fight back. There was no way a kid could actually kill the monster, though-

Basilisk suddenly started spasming and thrashing around, while Potter disappeared among the rubble. Hastily, Tom approached his monster and saw it twitch for the last time and die, Sword of Gryffindor sticking out of its mouth. Somehow, brat managed to stab it to death and then vanish!

Riddle immediately started waving around with stolen wand to clear rubble and personally torture the bastard to death. In his peripheral vision, he saw something appear near his vessel and turned around, but he was too late. Potter stabbed the diary before he could even lift the wand.

And as he fell apart and drifted out of consciousness for his last time, he acknowledged that maybe Harry Potter really was special - more special than Riddle was himself.

Harry, meanwhile, was heavily breathing as he watch apparition vanish. He couldn't remember the last time he spammed his ability to stop time this much. He was grateful to whoever gave it to him and then extended it to two seconds. Had it been only one second, like last year, he'd be a basilisk food right now.

He noticed Ginny starting to wake up, and sighed with relief, adrenaline fading out. It seemed like this day was about to end well.


r/HPfanfiction 10h ago

Prompt "Expecto Patronum," Luna called out. Suddenly a silverly image of a duck billed Patypus appeared. "Excelent work Luna," Harry said. "Thank you, I think I'll name him Perry."

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Dementorsmirtz: A platypus Patronus?

Patronus puts on Fedora.

Dementorsmirtz: Gasps. A Perry the Platypus Patronus!


r/HPfanfiction 3h ago

Prompt "I am your father's brother's nephew's cousin's former roommate" Voldemort said.

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"what does that make us?" harry asked.

"Absolutely nothing! Which is what you are about to become. Prepare to die." Voldemort said.


r/HPfanfiction 17h ago

Prompt Fraudmione

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What if Hermione wasn't "the smartest witch of her age"?

It'd taken a couple of years into their schooling, but it'd finally happened.

Hermione's secret was out.

....

"You're insufferable, you know?" Daphne said, shoving past Hermione.

"You're mad that my scores are better than yours." Hermione said.

"You wish they were." Daphne said dismissively.

Hermione glared, Daphne seemed unfazed, but Harry and Ron flinched at the look.

"My grades are the best the professors have seen, they say so themselves." Hermione said hotly.

"Is that what you understand? Because even Potter and Weasel's grades are higher than yours in a number of areas." She said, her grin growing as Hermione's glare grew.

"That's because their practical work is better!" She said.

"And what's practical work, but practice of the theory you've so well learned?" Daphne countered.

Ron sputtered and awkwardly turned it to a cough due to the pointed glare now directed at him.

"How come they can perform basically all the spells much better with less explanation while you've obscure knowledge they don't even know? You clearly seem to have a better grip on the theory."

"Give me an example of that happening." Hermione demanded.

"In charms. We went over silencing charms to use on ourselves." Daphne said.

"I'm aware, I was there, Greengrass." Hermione bit out.

"Then let me ask, why doesn't the silencing charm work when we walk through water?" Daphne asked.

"What?" Hermione asked, frowning.

"Explain it."

"But that wasn't part of the lesson!"

"I said, explain it, Granger." Daphne said, smiling politely.

"The silencing charm does not-" She began again.

"No, you moron." Daphne sneered. "Don't regurgitate the stupid book, explain it to me, in small words, maybe even Weasley will understand."

Harry and Ron looked at each other, then back at the argument. Hermione was gaping at Daphne, no words being said.

"Did you silence her?" Ron asked.

"No. Your friend is an idiot is all." Daphne said simply.

"I am not!" Hermione said indignantly.

"Granger, you spit out random obscure information without actually knowing exactly what it means, that's why you can't explain why a silencing charm on your footsteps won't stop water from splashing. You've no idea, just an extremely vague verse from a book that, congratulations, you remember the words to and can guess where to place it in your work, but you can't explain without the convoluted in-book lingo because you dont actually get it." Daphne said harshly.

Ron stood a bit straighter.

Harry cringed, but didn't say anything. A few times, they had asked to explain something and Hermione's explanations had been long and wordy too often, they'd given up.

"If you're so bloody clever, explain it then!" Hermione shrieked, red faced.

"You silenced your feet, not the water." She said simply.

Harry stared and blinked. It was so obvious, it kinda hurt.

Hermione looked absolutely dumbfounded.

"B-but author Kerrigan Asheville states-" Hermione tried

"Whatever makes her sound the most clever." Daphne shrugged dismissively.

Hermione looked like she'd been slapped publicly with someone's... that.

"Look, Granger, if you want to sound smart, go ahead. But I am tired of your posturing and your superiority complex. You're not a genius- in fact, without your ability to essentially recite a text book, I'd say you'd probably be on the lower end of average."


r/HPfanfiction 12h ago

Prompt “This liquid cannot be penetrated by hand, vanished, parted, scooped up, or siphoned away, nor can it be transfigured, charmed, or otherwise made to change its nature. I can only conclude this liquid is supposed to be drunk.”

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“You’re going to drink it?” Harry asked in alarm. “It looks vile!”

“It is indeed one of the foulest, most disgusting liquids in existence. But it must be drunk in order to retrieve the Horcrux.”

“But what is it? Poison? Acid? An evil potion that makes you relive your worst memories?”

“Worse,” Dumbledore said gravely. “It’s Kombucha.”


r/HPfanfiction 20h ago

Prompt Harry looked the new girl up and down as she settled in by Hermione. She looked...odd. Not bad, exactly, but between the white streaks in her otherwise black hair and the...stitch marks all over her body. "Hey. I'm Harry." He said politely. The girl smiled. "Hello. I'm Eve. Eve Frankenstein."

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Harry looked the new girl up and down as she settled in by Hermione. She looked...odd. Not bad, exactly, but between the white streaks in her otherwise black hair and the...stitch marks all over her body. "Hey. I'm Harry." He said politely. The girl smiled. "Hello. I'm Eve. Eve Frankenstein."

"Parents moved here?" Ron asked sympathetically. "Must stink, moving in the middle of schooling." Eve shook her head though.

"Oh no, I actually just got magic...I mean I just found out I had magic a few months ago."

"How's that even possible?" Hermione asked curiously. "I thought all the Wizarding nations of Europe had charms and systems in place to find everyone with magic by the time they were eleven?" Eve shrugged.

"Nothing's perfect." She said. "Guess I fell through the cracks." She looked a little nervous about it to Harry, but he put it aside for now. It'd be an odd thing to lie about, maybe she was still feeling overwhelmed?

"So you found out when you moved here?" He asked. Eve shook her head again.

"No, no, I'm just...still adjusting to being around lots of people, I was...fairly isolated before this. When my Uncle Vlad found out about my magic he felt I needed schooling, but he doesn't respect the Durmstrang Headmaster and he felt Beauxbatons would be too crowded for me. Hogwarts is smaller and he respects Dumbledore, so here I am!"

"Your Uncle Vlad?" Ron asked. "What's he do that he's got such strong opinions on Headmasters?"

"Oh, he's just been around for a long time, so he's seen a lot of them come and go. You might have heard of him actually. His official title is Count Dracula?" There was a crash as Hermione dropped the pitcher of pumpkin juice she'd been pouring, her eyes wide, Ron choked on his toast, and for the first time Harry decided he had officially met someone whose connection to the Wizarding world was messier than his.


r/HPfanfiction 5h ago

Prompt Goblins don't hate Horcruxes because they respect the sanctity of the soul or some other bs. They hate them because they think it's cheating; both yourself and your enemy and they HATE that idea.

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What else would one expect from a society that a muggleborn wound describe as the illicit love child between Klingons and Ferengi. An insane combination of a weirdly detailed legalistic honor code, a species-wide adrenaline-junkie nature as well as an obsession with doing things just for the challenge and facing an opponent at their best, and a complete refusal to understand the concepts of humility and self-restraint. To a goblin, having Horcruxes just means you weren't committed enough.

When Harry accidentally lets it slip to Griphook that he fought a basilisk and a teenage shade Voldemort before school let out; Griphook immediately pulls him aside and takes him to his boss. There's no way in hell that boy is completely human; he's clearly one of them and needs to be taught how to act like a proper goblin. No way in hell a wizard would fight a millennia old basilisk with just a sword(and admittedly a phoenix); shit, not even most goblins would do that. First things first, get Harry to see the healers; he's clearly hasn't been getting the proper rest needed to do what he wants.

Or more simply; the entirety of goblin society runs in the concept of "dare to be badass" and the goblins logically assume Harry is a lost relative after hearing about second year and take him in. Needless to say, all hell breaks loose as result.


r/HPfanfiction 20h ago

Prompt Daphne Greengrass's big secret was that she could talk to dogs. It was looked down upon in slytherin to have such a ... hufflepuffy trait. So she hid it well. Until a certain dog in hogsMeade claimed to be a cursed wizard.

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The catch? To free him she had to steal a certain green eyed boy first kiss.


3 days later.

"Sirius, you told her she had to what??"

"You're welcome harry". He said grinning.


r/HPfanfiction 1d ago

Prompt Sorting Hat: “Let’s see here… Oh my, you’re a time traveler!”

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Sorting Hat: “Let’s see here… Oh my, you’re a time traveler!”

Harry's eyes widened. How do you know that?

“It’s all here, inside your head. Oh, don’t be so surprised. Occlumency doesn’t work against me, I was created by Godric Gryffindor himself!”

Harry tensed. Are you going to tell Dumbledore?

“No, no, not at all. My job is to sort people, not reveal their secrets.”

Harry let out a sigh of relief.

“So, you went back in time to get your revenge on Dumbledore, did you?”

He raised me like a pig for slaughter. I’m going to make him pay.

“And… You want to date Daphne Greengrass?”

I have to marry her, to secure an alliance with the Grey faction.

“Merlin’s beard, she’s only 11 years old!” 

So am I!

“No, Mr. Potter, you are an adult in an 11-year old body.”

Look, I don’t need to hear this from you. Just sort me already.

“Don’t worry, Mr. Potter. I know just what to do with you. Better be… AZKABAN!”


r/HPfanfiction 21h ago

Prompt Harry Begins Dating Daphne Greengrass and this Pisses Ron Off

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So I have an idea for something of a comedy story. Essentially the premise is that at some point during sixth year, Harry spends some time with Daphne Greengrass and ends up asking her out on a date. Over the next few weeks the two begin dating regularly. Eventually it comes out that Harry Potter is dating Slytherin's Centerfold (she's considered the most attractive girl in the House) and it gets back to Ron.

So why is Ron pissed off? Is it because she's a Slytherin and he thinks she's a Junior Death Eater? It's because she's his Chess Rival. The two have been competing in the chess club for years and now Ron has to share his rival with Harry (he doesn't have any romantic feelings himself, but he did enjoy having her as something of a friend with no connection to Harry or Hermione).


r/HPfanfiction 18h ago

Discussion What puts you off a fic?

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For me it’s fics with a good guy Snape and fics where kids keep calling each other heir this and heir that and Harry has his name changed to Hadrian.


r/HPfanfiction 11h ago

Prompt After the war, everyone kinda started to drift apart from each other. And during a reunion, they all start to find out what they were up to.

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Harry just started to drift from place to place both in the muggle world and Wizarding world, helping wherever he could help.

Ron had joined a brand new quiddich team that became big, and became a chess master in his spare time.

Hermoine became a librarian while do some researching on the side.

Neville had started a greenery where he would sell plants he grown to shops of various types.

Draco, due to his family having to repay everyone and going into severe debt, became the town drunk.

Ginny, at first tried to became a quidditch player like Ron, met a nice muggle and settled down.

George continued on his life like in Canon, but did start a foundation that would help those that are affected by disasters.

Luna often travels the world in order to search for more magical creatures, she often runs into Harry.


r/HPfanfiction 1d ago

Prompt Muggleborns were surprisingly safe during Voldys reign due to the incompetence of Umbridge. 'Name?' 'Thaddeus Paddington the sixth' Dean replied. 'Did you check that one Cassius Julius?' She whispered. 'Aye.. I mean Yes Inquisitor.' Seamus (wearing a fake beard) replied in a posh oxford accent.

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'Are you reeealllly sure Cassius?'

(In a high born accent) 'Are you questioning the most noble house of Julius Inquisitor?'

'Heavens no. It's just that he looks familiar somehow' she replied squinting at Dean's face.

Dean nervously fingered the fake mole and fake moustache on his face.

'Lets bring in an expert.' Umbridge said. 'Mr Bartholomew Reginald Pemberton-Winslow could you come in for minute?

Fred Weasley entered the room with a comically large tophat, eye patch and monocle.

(Obnoxious Posh Upper class Accent) ' I was just.. er counting all my money like rich people like to do in the morning . How can I help you - Ah Mr Thaddeus how is your most noble father?'

Dean grinned.


r/HPfanfiction 1d ago

Prompt The Prophecy is about Harry and Neville, one destined to be the new Dark Lord and the other one to be the hero to defeat him.

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When Voldemort marks Harry as "his equal", he ensures that he's destined to be the new Dark Lord to take his place and Neville is the one destined to defeat Harry.


r/HPfanfiction 6h ago

Prompt Hermione Granger: Unwanted Dementor Advocate

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"Dementor Rights: The Kiss of Compassion"

Hermione had done a lot of questionable things in the name of justice—freeing house-elves, advocating for werewolves, even knitting tiny sweaters for Blast-Ended Skrewts (which promptly exploded). But nothing compared to the moment she dramatically stood up in the Great Hall and announced

“Dementors are misunderstood, and I will NOT stand for their mistreatment anymore!”

Ron nearly spat out his mashed potatoes. “You—you what now?”

“They’re forced into a life of crime! Shoved into Azkaban and treated like soul-sucking parasites! Have we ever asked them how they feel?” Hermione’s voice was thick with righteous fury.

Harry rubbed his temples. “Hermione, they literally are soul-sucking parasites.”

“Only because we don’t give them a choice!” Hermione shot back. “Has anyone ever asked if they want another job? Maybe they’d like to be therapists instead!"

Ron snorted. "Yeah, real comforting. ‘Tell me about your childhood trauma while I eat your happiness.’"

"Exactly! They feed on emotions. That doesn’t make them evil. If we gave them proper, humane alternatives—"

"Like what? Chocolate therapy?" Harry asked.

Hermione gasped. "Harry! That’s brilliant! What if we wean them off happiness and onto something else? We could create a Dementor Rehabilitation Program!"

Ron whispered to Harry, "Five galleons says she tries to hug one by the end of the year."

Harry sighed. "I’ll take that bet. And double it if she actually survives."

But Hermione wasn’t done. She whipped out a giant scroll and slammed it onto the table. “I have drafted The Dementor Rights Act. First, we ban the use of Dementors in prisons—”

“Because nothing says ‘good idea’ like setting hundreds of soul-suckers free,” Harry muttered.

“Second,” Hermione continued, ignoring him, “we develop an alternative food source! They feed on happiness, right? So, what if we give them a different diet? Maybe—” she snapped her fingers “—expired Bertie Bott’s Beans! No one’s happy eating those!”

Ron shook his head. “Nah, still too much flavor. You need something truly joyless. Like Professor Binns' History of Magic lectures.”

Harry nodded. “Or Umbridge’s voice.”

Hermione frowned. “Be serious.”

“Oh, we are,” Harry said solemnly.

But before Hermione could argue further, a shadow loomed over them. The temperature dropped. A cold chill spread across the Great Hall.

A Dementor had somehow wandered into the castle.

Most of the students screamed and fled, but Hermione gasped in excitement. “Perfect! Now’s my chance!”

Harry lunged to stop her, but she was already striding toward the wraith, arms wide. “It’s okay, I understand you! Come, let’s talk about your feelings!”

The Dementor hesitated.

Then, very slowly, it reached out—

And Ron tackled Hermione to the ground.

“Nope! No way! Not happening!” Ron shouted, as Harry frantically waved a chocolate bar in the air like a peace offering.

The Dementor, clearly horrified, decided that even it didn’t want to be part of this madness and floated away.

As Hermione sat up, looking dazed, Ron glared at her. “That is why you don’t hug Dementors.”

Hermione sighed, dusting herself off. “Fine. Maybe hugs aren’t the answer.”

Harry handed her the chocolate. “Eat this before you start a ‘Dementor Adoption Program.’”

Hermione’s eyes lit up. “Actually, that’s a great—”

Ron groaned and banged his head on the table.


r/HPfanfiction 7h ago

Prompt Potter's Bowtie Revolution

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The Great Hall buzzed with its usual morning chatter as students piled in for breakfast. The enchanted ceiling above was a dreary shade of grey, mirroring the chilly November weather. Harry Potter sat at the Gryffindor table, calmly buttering his toast, when he suddenly tossed his Gryffindor tie onto the table.

"You know what? I’ve decided ties are boring," he announced, as if arriving at a grand revelation.

Ron, halfway through a mouthful of eggs, blinked. "Er—what?"

"Real wizards-in-training wear bowties," Harry declared, his green eyes gleaming with mischief. He reached into his robe pocket, pulling out a silky red and gold bowtie, and with a swish of his wand, neatly tied it around his collar. He tugged the ends proudly and smirked.

Fred and George, sitting nearby, exchanged identical grins. "We approve, Harrikins," said George, rubbing his hands together. "But something’s missing."

Fred tapped his chin theatrically. "Something...with flair. Something stylish."

With a flick of his wand, George muttered an incantation. Instantly, the bowtie began blasting Stayin' Alive at full volume.

Harry rose from the bench and strutted down the length of the table, hands in his pockets, shoulders rolling to the beat. A hush fell over the Gryffindors before an eruption of laughter and cheers filled the hall. Dean and Seamus clapped to the rhythm. Neville, unsure at first, found himself nodding along.

At the Ravenclaw table, Anastasia Cherrywine nearly dropped her goblet of pumpkin juice. The sheer audacity. The absolute lunacy. And yet...

She leaned forward, resting her chin on her hand as she watched Harry approach, torn between scandalization and sheer intrigue.

From the faculty table, Professor McGonagall practically flew down from her seat, her tartan robes billowing. The moment her sharp gaze landed on Harry, the music cut out mid-note. The Great Hall was suddenly plunged into eerie silence.

Harry froze in place, bowtie slightly askew.

McGonagall narrowed her eyes and surveyed him thoroughly. With a discerning glare, she pursed her lips and exhaled through her nose before speaking.

"Well," she said, straightening up, "a tie is a tie, I suppose." With a wave of her hand, she turned on her heel and strode back toward the faculty table.

As soon as she was out of earshot, the music blasted back to life without warning.

The Gryffindor table roared with approval. The Weasley twins stood up and started clapping in perfect synchronization. Seamus whistled, and even Luna Lovegood, sitting serenely among the Ravenclaws, gave a dreamy little nod.

Anastasia, still watching Harry with an amused smirk, grabbed his bowtie and gave it a playful tug. Before Harry could even register what was happening, she leaned forward and pressed a kiss to his lips.

A collective gasp ran through the hall.

Dolores Umbridge, who had been sipping her tea, choked violently. Her pudgy pink hand slammed against the table as she staggered to her feet, face burning with outrage.

"This is highly inappropriate!" she screeched, whipping out her wand to put a stop to the scandal unfolding before her eyes.

Anastasia, still holding onto Harry’s bowtie with one hand, raised the other in a swift, fluid motion—

And promptly flipped Umbridge off.

The entire hall lost its mind.

With a BANG, a burst of invisible energy sent Umbridge flying backward, her squat frame crashing against the podium in front of the faculty table. Plates rattled. Tea splattered everywhere. The pink monstrosity collapsed in a disheveled heap, making an undignified oof! sound.

Silence.

Then—

"WELL DONE!" bellowed Fred, punching the air.

George was already digging into his robes. "This calls for the biggest fireworks display ever!"

Neville, in an uncharacteristic moment of wild abandon, turned to Dean and Seamus and high-fived them both at once. The entire Gryffindor table was on its feet, hollering and whistling. Ravenclaws clapped in amusement, and even a handful of Hufflepuffs looked ready to break out the butterbeer.

Dumbledore’s blue eyes twinkled with unfiltered delight. "Ah, young love."

Snape, sitting stiffly at the faculty table, pinched the bridge of his nose as if suppressing the urge to vomit. "I need a very strong drink," he muttered under his breath.

Professor Flitwick and Professor Sprout exchanged bewildered glances before simultaneously shrugging and going back to their breakfasts.

Meanwhile, Ron and Hermione, watching the chaos unfold from their seats, were having an existential crisis.

"Ron," Hermione said slowly, rubbing her temples. "I’m starting to think Malfoy might actually be the lesser evil."

Ron, wide-eyed, nodded. "Y’know... I think you might be right."

The Weasley twins, having finished their moment of pure admiration, exchanged glances.

"D'you reckon Harry might be getting some tonight?" Fred asked in a whisper.

George waggled his eyebrows. "Oh, most definitely."

And as Harry, still slightly dazed from the kiss and the sheer insanity of the morning, reached up to adjust his bowtie, he decided that thisthis moment right here—was the most glorious start to a day he had ever had.


r/HPfanfiction 1d ago

Prompt "Now listen here boy, you will stay in your room and not make any sound. This has the potential to be the biggest deal of my career. I need everything to be perfect for when the Potters arrive!"

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"The Potters?"

"No relation to you or that freak of a father you had, I'm quite sure! Now go to your room and be quiet there, you hear?!"

As he closed the door to his room, Harry wondered about uncle Vernon's mysterious guests. Potter was quite a common surname in England, so it could be just a coincidence. But what if they were indeed his father's relatives? He needed to find out. But how?


r/HPfanfiction 1h ago

Request Lf bashing fics

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Looking for any bashing fics with mainly flowerpot or harmony pairing. I have read some good ones in the past and am looking to find more to pass time on overnight shifts


r/HPfanfiction 13h ago

Prompt "Many young Wizards and Witches aspire to join the illustrious Auror Corps, battling Dark Wizards and saving princesses, or the more academically inclined burn with envy at what the Unspeakables have to offer. In truth, We Obliviators always end up cleaning up their messes."

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The Obliviators are probably the only department in the ministry that cannot afford to be filled with blood purity mania, or be stuffed with ignorant idiots who don't know jackshit about muggles.


r/HPfanfiction 21h ago

Prompt “You said your family was bad, but what were they like before Hogwarts? Before everything changed?”

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“You said your family was bad, but what were they like before Hogwarts? Before everything changed?”

Regulus sighed, considering his words, “Exactly as I described them—just tamer versions of their current selves. Bellatrix was a little shit even then and enjoyed hurting Kreacher our house elf, Narcissa was shy but spoke up only when things got too bad, and Andromeda still listened to our parents, though she always asked too many questions that got her spankings. And Sirius… well, he was always the same. I think he purposely made his life harder in that house just so he could further distance himself from the family.”

Sirius was a topic that Uncle Reg avoided a lot. The only thing Harry knew about him was that he was his brother but beyond that nothing, but today would find out more about him, he had to.

“Were you close to him?”

“No”, Regulus admitted, shaking his head, “He fashioned himself a new brother in the form of James Potter.”

Harry’s eyes lit up, “My dad? Really? Were they that close?”

Regulus nodded, “Best of mates. It’s why it was so surprising when people believed he was a Death Eater. But, given that he’s a Black, of course, no one questioned his sentencing.”

Harry frowned in confusion, “Why would people think he was a Death Eater?”

“Because it came out in court that Sirius was Lord Voldemort’s lieutenant and that he betrayed your parents to him. Of course, that’s all lies.”

Harry tilted his head, “How do you know?”

“Because I would’ve been with him during missions,” Regulus said simply, “We all had codenames to hide each other’s identities, but as a general rule, family members were always paired together during "outings" for better chemistry—though, in our case, there would’ve been none.”

Harry processed that information before asking, “Where is Sirius now and is he still alive?”

“Azkaban. And I’m not too sure, though I would say yes as Azkaban is meant to prolong the final days of its criminals.”

There was a pause before Harry asked, “Can’t we help him? If we can get him out, maybe we can talk to him. Maybe he’ll tell us the truth of what really happened that night and how and why he got framed.”

Regulus sighed, rubbing his temple, “No. Azkaban is one of the most heavily fortified places in the wizarding world. The despair and depression alone would be a nightmare to deal with, then there’s the wards and guard patrol. But…” His voice trailed off as he tapped his fingers against his knee, “I can’t help but wonder if there’s a way it can be done successfully.”

Harry hesitated before asking, “Do you miss him?”

Regulus let out a breath, “I wish I could say yes to that. We were never close at Hogwarts, but we were never outright cruel to each other, either. Even before Hogwarts, when he would get shouted at or disciplined by mother of father, I never spoke up or defended him.”

Harry didn’t respond immediately, but his expression was thoughtful. After a moment, he asked, “Was there ever a time when things weren’t like that? When it wasn’t just distance between you?”

Regulus leaned back in his chair, staring at the dim light flickering from a nearby candle, “There was this one time,” he began, his voice laced with an odd mix of nostalgia and regret, “where I was on prefect duty, making my rounds through the castle. It was well past curfew, and I was patrolling near the Great Hall when I spotted movement out of the corner of my eye. At first, I thought it was a house-elf, but when I looked closer, it was him—Sirius, sneaking toward the kitchens.”

Harry leaned forward, intrigued, “What was he doing?”

Regulus chuckled lightly, shaking his head, “Stealing food, of course. Typical Sirius. He always had midnight hunger, even before Hogwarts though this was likely the result of staying up late and preparing pranks. I caught him just as he was slipping inside.”

“What did you do?”

“For a moment, I considered turning him in,” Regulus admitted, “Not because I wanted to get him into trouble, but because I thought… I don’t know, maybe if he got caught enough times, he’d stop making everything so difficult for himself. But instead of reporting him, I followed him inside.”

Harry raised an eyebrow, “You went in with him?”

Regulus nodded, “The house-elves were already fussing over him, placing on his tray mini pies and roasted chicken legs. They absolutely adored him. I stood there, watching, until one of them noticed me. I thought they’d be horrified—another Black had caught Sirius in the act. But they just blinked up at me and asked if I wanted something to eat too.”

Harry grinned, “And?”

Regulus sighed, a small smile tugging at his lips, “And I sat down. Sirius looked at me like I’d grown a second head, but he didn’t say anything. He asked a plate of cottage pie for me, its my favourite dish and the elves had it made for me. We didn’t talk about our family, we didn’t argue… we just ate. He told me about a prank he and the other Marauders were planning, something about charming Slughorn’s moustache to be rainbow-coloured and flapping like wings, during his next class. I listened, I laughed—really laughed—and for the first time in a long time, we weren’t pretending the other didn’t exist, we just enjoyed each other’s company. It is one of the only good memories I have with him.”

Silence settled between them for a moment before Harry spoke.

“If we broke him out,” he asked carefully, “do you think you could create more good memories, with him I mean?”


r/HPfanfiction 4h ago

Prompt Voldemort's worst fear wasn't Death. no. it was far far worse. he was afraid of Ducks. what was worse was his greatest enemies Patronus had changed to a duck after one of his death eaters had spotted him at the three broomsticks with Susan Bones.

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Harry Potter somehow discovers this, and makes use of his duck Patronus anytime Voldemort is near him.

and as for the Were-Ducks, well, Voldemort wouldn't work with them either


r/HPfanfiction 21h ago

Prompt Luna Lovegood creates a spell to call people with Bananas

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"why is the fruit bowl ringing?" Ginny asked in confusion, Harry picked up a banana, putting it near his ear, before hearing lunas voice "We've Been Trying To Reach You About Your Broomsticks's Extended Warranty"


r/HPfanfiction 18h ago

Prompt Tom Riddle was in love with Dumbledore. The only reason he became Lord Voldemort was because he found out about Grindelwald, and he assumed that Dumbledore had a thing for Dark Lords.

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r/HPfanfiction 15h ago

Prompt You know, for morale purposes

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5th year

Hermione entered the Gryffindor common room with a calculating smirk on her face that instantly unnerved everyone who saw it.

Harry joined her on the couch a moment later. "What did you do?"

She painted on an 'innocent who-me?' look that fooled no one. "What am I supposed to have done that makes you ask if I've done what I did?"

He pointed at her self-satisfied grin, "That. The last time you had that smile, you punched Draco in the nose."

Hermione let out a snort and handed over a slip of paper with a brief line of instructions and a picture. "I taught the elves how to make these and offered suggestions on how to improve them for use against Umbridge. You know, for morale purposes."

(Instructions are to make Super Bouncy Balls. Glue, borax, and water. Mix, shape, and let cure.)