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When they hand you the arrow that has your name ingraved in it, you recall their demonstration as you pull back and let it fly. The arrow burst into a cloud dark blue, you’ve been sorted into Ombrelune.

When you see a pin on the collar of your uniform, you notice the “O” in the middle transforms into the moon. The moon also indicates whatever moon phase you will be seeing that night.

You’ve been placed into Ombrelune, house of Beauxbatons; Astronomers, inventors, teachers, diplomats, scientists, authors, among many other things.

The common area of Ombrelune is located in the highest tower. It is also the common room closest to the grand library. The common area in Ombrelune is the most luxurious. With high quality furniture and telescopes always available to any student.

Welcome to Ombrelune, how will you leave your mark?

A Day to Remember | Gwen Stacy

Gwen Stacy Masterlist

Word Count: 1.1k

Genre: fluff | established relationship

Pairings: Gwen Stacy x gf!reader

Summary: A winter day with the blonde you love.

Warnings: Food, large crowds

Characters mentioned: Peter Parker

Good to know/notes:

no homophobia

Gwen and Peter never had a romantic past

no labels for Gwen or Readers sexuality

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New York City was especially beautiful during winter. The number of tourists skyrocketed only proved that.

You’ve lived in New York City long enough to tell the difference between residents and visitors.

Currently, It’s mid-december. The streets are covered in white powdery snow with hundreds of bundled up figures walking here and there.

You were sitting inside a cafe. Your favorite drink in front of you as you waited for your girlfriend to walk through the cafe doors.

Soon enough, the blonde emerged from the cold streets. She was no exception to all the other pedestrians walking the streets. She was bundled up quite nicely. But she still looked exceptionally beautiful.

Not a surprise to you, of course. 

The blonde's eyes observed the cafe looking for someone. When her eyes landed on you she smiled. A smile you couldn’t help but mirror, feeling like a love-sick idiot. 

“I really thought we were gonna be snowed in this morning.” She said coming up to you

“Well I suppose I'm lucky we weren’t.” You say standing up to properly greet your girlfriend. She gave you a quick kiss on your lips before beginning to unzip her heavy coat. You sat down and watched her, mesmerized by her entire being. 

“The wait to get a cab was a nightmare, though. I think my fingers are gonna fall off soon.” Gwen pulled her hands out of her gloves but they were indeed red with chill. 

You frowned, reaching over and engulfing her hands with your own in an attempt to warm them up. She watched you with a smile before she leaned in for a more passionate kiss. 

“Do you still want to go ice skating later?” You ask, threading your fingers through hers and resting them on your lap. 

She nodded, “I’ve been looking forward to it all week. I’m not gonna bail out now because of the cold. Besides, I have you to keep me warm.” 

You huff out a laugh, unlacing one of your hands to take a sip of your drink as one of the waitresses comes up and asks Gwen for her order. 

“Yes, Hi. I’ll just have a hot chocolate and a chocolate chip croissant, please.” She asked the waitress, watching as the waitress scribbled down her order

“You don’t want to try something different?” You ask after the waitress left

She glanced at your cup, “I could ask you the same.” She raised an eyebrow

“Nothing wrong with tradition.” You say 

“Agreed.” The blonde replies

“Did you see Spider-man on your way here?” You laugh a little taking another sip of your drink

Gwen laughed as well, “I’m sorry to say I didn’t. Not to worry, I'm sure he’ll show up sometime soon.” 

The two of you were well aware of the identity of Spider-man, considering the amount of romantic dates he interrupted with his need for medical assistance. You adore Peter, truly, he’s one of your best friends, but you also adore spending time with your girlfriend, un-interrupted.

“Here you are.” The waitress set Gwens order down in front of her. 

“Thank you.” Gwen mumbled as the waitress walked away

“It looks like a Christmas Card out there.” You comment looking out the window

Gwen nodded after taking a bite of her croissant. 

“I still need to get some gifts for my brothers while we’re out.” Gwen commented and you nodded.

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Walking hand-in-hand with your girlfriend while walking down main street was certainly a memory to last. Pointing out all the Spider-man merchandise (and buying quite a bit) while laughing and speculating what Peter's reaction to them would be. Walking through the stores with Christmas music playing while looking at the toys and the ornaments. You felt that this holiday season was going to be one to look back on for many years. 

“Look at this!” Gwen squealed, turning around with an ornament in her hand.

The ornament in question was one of the good old Spidey caught in a Christmas tree. 

“I’m buying this.” Gwen said excitedly, walking towards the cashier 

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Gwen, unsurprisingly, was quite skilled at ice skating. She stepped onto the ice with a state of grace only she seemed to possess.

“Just put one foot in front of the other…there you go! Now step…and slide. Amazing! You’re doing wonderful, my love!” She praised you, watching as you got the hang of it.

The ice arena you were skating on was outside with beautiful scenery. Many couples could be seen, hand in hand, tripping over their feet and falling. Your heart warmed, happy to be able to experience other people's joys as well as your own.

“What are you smiling about?” You hadn’t realized she had been watching you until you had heard her voice. Her eyes were filled with adoration, something you were sure reflected in your own.

“I’m happy.” You answered honestly. You’ve always enjoyed winter, but these past few years being able to experience them with Gwen was…something out of a story book.

You looked down at your feet suddenly caught up in your movements disrupting your rhythm. You chuckled a little to yourself. Squeezing Gwen’s hand tighter when you thought you might fall.

“I’m happy too.” You didn’t have to look at her to know she was telling the truth. Gwen was a decent liar, you’d seen her do it enough times to say that with confidence. But, sometimes, her voice or her eyes gave her away. You loved being able to read her. It felt safe. Knowing that she could read you as well. Even if one of you had lied the other knew the majority of the time, so lying wasn’t something that occurred often in your relationship.

“We should convince Peter to do the tree lighting ceremony.” You commented suddenly. Peter- or Spider-man you should say had been offered to light the tree in Central Park. He hadn’t given them a definite answer, not sure if he should. You and Gwen had said it would be a fantastic idea but he wasn’t so convinced. But if Gwen truly wanted to convince him you knew she could.

“We should.” Gwen agreed, smiling

You smiled back, at peace, with your life. The majority of your life you always wanted something to be different. And sure there were things that you still wished to change. But, right now, those things didn’t matter. Not right now. Not when Gwen’s hand held yours, not too tightly, embracing your fingers in warmth that was underlined with love. Today was a good day, you decided.Today wasn’t a day that you would never look back on, a day that you felt like you were simply a being in something bigger. No, today you felt like today was meant to be a good day. That you were something bigger than an everyday citizen, even though you didn’t have any powers like Peter, or a wicked brain like Gwen’s. Today is a good day.

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edited on 05/17/2024

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Train Tracks | Peeta Mellark

Peeta Mellark Masterlist

Universe: Hunger Games AU, the Hunger Games don’t exist and they just live in a small town that mines coal.

Word Count: 886

Genre: Fluff | love confession | friends to lovers

Pairing(s): Peeta Mellark x Fem!Reader

Summary: Peeta has been your friend for years, but you aren’t close. Which makes him wonder why you chose him of all people to show the wonderous little paradise you found on the outskirts of town.

Warning(s): Food, kind of insinuations to Peeta’s abusive mother.

Note(s):

Friends to Lovers

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“Hello, how can I help you?” Peeta’s professional tone is quickly replaced with a genuine smile when he notices it’s you he’s talking to.

You hesitated for a moment, “I was hoping I could show you something…when you aren’t working?” It came out as a question because your mind is suddenly questioning every reason you decided to ask him.

Peeta takes a glance at the space behind him. You see that he catches his fathers eye and the older man comes up to the front.

Peeta whispers something to his father as you observe the bakery. The comforting space was familiar to you as you had been in here as a customer many times. You were silently glad that it was only you and the Mellarks in. But, more specifically you were glad that Peeta’s mother wasn’t in.

When the whispering stopped you turned your head towards Peeta to see him smiling while examining your face.

He drew his eyes away when he noticed he was caught, “Let me put my jacket on, okay?”

You nodded and sat at one of the tables in the bakery.

Peeta wasn’t long, rushing out from behind the counter with a white bag with some of the bakery’s goods.

“I know these are your favorite.” He held them out to you.

You took them in a bit of shock, flattered that he knew that they were your favorite, “Thank you.”

He nodded and then sent a glance at the door. Suddenly remembering why you came, you hopped up from your chair and made your way out the bakeries door. Glancing back a few times to make sure Peeta was following you.

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After a few minutes of walking with pleasant chatter between you and the blonde, you stopped at the wooden fence that surrounded your town.

“It’s beyond the fence?” Peeta’s tone was questioning.

“Yep.” You said, climbing over the fence slower than you normally would, nervous that he would decide to back out.

But Peeta only climbed over the fence and looked at you with eyes full of trust, letting you lead the way.

You suddenly realized how easy it would’ve been to take Peeta anywhere. You could’ve taken him to an active volcano and he would’ve followed you loyally, trusting you with his life.

Your gaze found the opening in the trees that you had discovered not too long ago, and turned towards Peeta, only to find he was looking at you already.

“It’s through the opening right there.” You pointed. Peeta followed your gaze and nodded.

He let you go first before following through. The blonde gazed around the sight of the abandoned train tracks in wonder.

“The forest practically covers every entrance and exit. I’ve yet to find another opening I can easily get through.” You commented.

Peeta grinned at you, “How did you find it?”

You shrugged, “Dumb luck, I suppose. I was spaced out while watching the trees when I caught a glimpse of the tracks.”

“How far does it go?”

“Miles. I haven’t found an end though.”

“Does anybody else know about it?”

“Just us.”

Peeta turned at you, his gaze questioning, “Why did you show it to me?”

You avoided his eyes, “I thought you’d like it.”

“I do like it.” Peeta confirmed, “Why not any of your other friends?”

You kicked a stone you found on the tracks, “I don’t have many friends.”

Peeta shook his head, “I don’t believe that.”

You caught sight of his smile and you couldn’t help but match it. You sat down on the edge of a track, it wasn’t the most comfortable but you preferred it to the ground, “Well it is.”

“How come? You're such an amazing person. I mean, you're smart, kind, thoughtful, and beautiful.” Peeta said

“You’re not too bad yourself.” You opened the bag of the bakery goodies and offered him a bit.

He shook his head and plopped down next to you.

“I showed you because…you’re just…I like your company.” You said.

Peeta nodded, “I like your company too.” After a beat of silence he added, “Also, because..I admire you. I mean, I never would’ve been able to find a place like this.” He motioned to the space around us.

You shook your head, “It was just dumb luck.”

“Maybe. But anyone else wouldn’t have cared for it the way you do. They wouldn’t have seen it the way you do.”

“How do I see it?” You asked quietly

“Peaceful, beautiful, a place that’s so special you’d only show it to a few people.” He gazed at you, speaking in a whisper, “It’s one of the reasons I like you.”

You examined his face to see if you were interpreting his sentence wrong, but when he moved closer to you, your heart fluttered with joy.

“Can I kiss you?” He asked

You nodded so subtle you weren’t sure he noticed until he did kiss you.

His lips were warm, soft, and comforting.

It was a quick but meaningful kiss. He grinned widely before pulling you in for a longer one, his hand coming up to caress your cheek.

“You like me?” You asked after it was over.

“I thought it was obvious.” He laughed, “Do you like me?”

“I thought it was obvious.” You repeated, before kissing him another time.

Quidditch Mishaps

Ancestors Era Masterlist

Word Count: 599

Genre: Hurt/comfort

Pairing(s): Young!Poppy Pompfrey x friend!Reader, Young!Pomona Sprout x friend!Reader

Summary: You get a nasty injury during quidditch and your roommate, Poppy is assigned to watch you.

Warnings: pain, medicine

Characters: Young!Poppy Pomfrey, Young!Pomona Sprout

Characters mentioned: Young!Minerva McGonagall

Ancestors Era FC + Aesthetics

Notes:

Poppy, Pomona, and reader are all Hufflepuffs

they all share a dorm.

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“And just what do you think you are doing?” 

Your body freezes in surprise, your mind going haywire with an unholy amount of cuss words.

You turn your head to see your roommate with her hands on her hips, looking like an angry mother. At this moment you think you would’ve preferred your actual mother to be angry at you. 

“I wanted some water.” You mumbled lamely, not meeting your friends' eyes. 

You hear Poppy scoff and her angry footsteps moving towards you. “And you couldn’t have asked for it?” She said while wrapping one of her arms around your waist.

“Pomona! Come help me please!” Poppy called 

You heard some feet moving then saw Pomona emerge from her cubby in your dorm. When she saw you on your feet her eyebrows raised, “She’s up again?” 

“Yes, now come help me please.” Poppy gestured to you

“You guys know I'm right here, correct?” You say earning a glare from Poppy, silencing you.

Pomona made her way over to your other side and the both of them helped you back to your bed. 

“Thanks.” You mumbled, before hissing as your leg moved causing a sharp pain to rise within your ankle.

Poppy sighed, “Mona, can you get the ointment by the water chug please?” 

You saw your red-headed friend nod and walk away.

“It's fine,” You winced, “Truly.” 

Poppy’s mouth thinned, but she didn’t make any comments. 

“Here you are, Pops.” Pomona emerged once more with an ointment in her hands

Poppy mumbled a thanks as she began to unwrap the bandage that was wrapped around your, once broken, but still bruised ankle. 

“Careful.” You hissed, your ankle trembling in pain

“Sorry, I'm sorry!” Poppy said rubbing some of the cool ointment on your ankle.

You sighed in relief and leaned back against your pillow, “Thanks, Poppy.” 

Poppy put the cap back onto the bottle of ointment but was still shaking her head, “Why you insist on riding on those blasted things always puzzles me.” 

“Brooms?” You questioned

“Of course! I mean the game itself is dangerous on its own, how they allow it to be played at a school is ridiculous!” Poppy ranted angrily

“Quidditch is fun.” You answer

“Getting hurt is fun to you?  You got blasted off your broom at your last game, and you still want to play?” Poppy asked

“Well getting hurt isn’t fun, obviously, but the adrenaline rush of it all is. Besides, all sports are dangerous in some ways.” You say 

“Yes, getting attacked by a magically induced, prone. to. injure…ball is so much fun.” 

“The medi-witch already fixed my broken ankle, and the bruising will stop by tomorrow afternoon at the latest.” You answer

“It would heal a lot faster if you stayed in your bed.” Pomona spoke. You shot her a look as if to say, ‘Whose side are you on?’. She shrugged in return. 

“Mona is quite right. Don’t deny it.” Poppy shot you a look

“You treat me as if I'm acting like Minnie after her latest quidditch injury.” You point out, causing Poppy to flush pink.

“If you were acting like Minerva was, we would be having an entirely different conversation.” Poppy said

“Yes, yes.” You mumble under your breath annoyed

“It’s getting late.” Mona pointed out

Poppy nodded, then looked at you, “Try to get some sleep please.” 

The three of you bid your ‘good nights’ and you made yourself comfortable without putting weight on your ankle.

Poppy was right, she always was when it came to injuries. But you weren’t going to admit that. Not tonight. 

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edited on 05/16/2024

Fleur Delacour Masterlist

Harry Potter Universe Masterlist

More works in progress…

Cold Grounds

When you and Fleur visit Hogwarts for the Tri-Wizard tournament, feelings are revealed. Wc: 2.1k

Winter Beauxbatons Ball

It’s time for the annual winter ball at Beauxbatons. Wc: 510

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Benjy Fenwick

Marauders Era Masterlist

FC: Benny Emmanuel

MBTI Type: INTP

House: Ravenclaw

Friend group: Caradoc Dearborn, Emmeline Vance, and Dirk Cresswell

Other:

Muggleborn

Childhood best friends with Caradoc Dearborn

Roomates with Dirk Cresswell

First met Emmeline by accidentally spilling ink all over her in the library

Tends to accidentally make messes

He had a bunch of papers and pages hung up messily around his bed because it “helps him think”

Has a cat he found in the dumpster and has kept it and loved it like it was his own child

Her name is Nelly

Collects old books and newspapers

Likes to make collages

Can kind of play the guitar (Caradoc has been teaching him since they were kids)

Plays a lot of music to “help him think”

Claims he’s an amazing drawer but draws stick figures

Caradoc once took him to the beach with his family on vacation and he’s been begging to go back ever since

Has a big crush on Amelia Bones ever since she helped him take care of his cat, Nelly, when she was sick once

Sorting HTTYD Characters into their Harry Potter Houses

HTTYD Masterlist

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Hiccup Haddock |||

Hogwarts: Hufflepuff

Ilvermorny:Thunderbird

Beauxbatons:Bellefeuille

Astrid Hofferson

Hogwarts: Slytherin

Ilvermorny: Wampus

Beauxbatons: Ombrelune

Fishlegs

Hogwarts:Ravenclaw

Ilvermorny:Horned Serpent

Beauxbatons:Papillonlisse

Snotlout

Hogwarts:Gryffindor

Ilvermorny:Thunderbird

Beauxbatons:Bellefeuille

Tuffnut

Hogwarts:Ravenclaw

Ilvermorny:Thunderbird

Beauxbatons:Bellefeuille

Ruffnut

Hogwarts:Slytherin

Ilvermorny:Wampus

Beauxbatons:Ombrelune

McKinnon Family

It’s Canon that the Mckinnon’s are a large family of skilled witches and wizards.

So here’s my McKinnon family headcanons:

Marlene’s dads first marriage was an arranged marriage between another well-respected half-blood family

Her dad is the third of four brothers

Marlene’s dad was a super skilled student while at Hogwarts and was even head boy

Mr. Mckinnon’s first wife was head girl and they actually became good friends throughout their marriage

They had three kids, two girls and one boy

It went; girl, boy, girl

Then Mr. Mckinnon’s ex wife realized she was a lesbian

And by that point both Marlene’s dad and his ex wife were just like screw our parents wishes, and they separated

But they remained really good friends and are healthy co-parents

So Marlene has a really cool aunt/godmother/?step-mom?

She is Marlene and her little siblings godmother

Marlene’s mother is a muggle

So at first her parents marriage was really scandalous amongst her paternal grandparents

But they got over it and actually have a decent relationship with Marlene’s mother

Marlene is the first kid between both her parents

She has two little brothers

The brother after her is a lot like Marlene

While their youngest is like this angel

Marlene’s older siblings are super cool too

Her older sister (9) gave Marlene her first piercings when she was only 5 and she used the apple and needle method

They were only the standard piercings

Marlene’s eldest sister (12)was watching them and their brother (10) and was horrified when she found out

Marlene’s godmother was the first to see them and she was shocked as well

Marlene’s little brother (3) kept pulling at them

Her little brother liked them so much Marlene promised to get him some piercings too

But they all got into a lot of trouble that day so that didn’t happen for a while

But Marlene (10) did end up giving her brother (8) piercings

He just got a couple studs but he really liked them

then their littlest brother (5) wanted one

So they just gave him a stud in his right ear

Their older sister (14) was very impressed

Their eldest sister (17) had flashbacks

And their older brother (15) had Marlene give him a nose piercing (just a stud, though Marlene offered to do a nose piercing)

Marlene also had to babysit a lot

It was either her brothers or her nieces and nephews

Mckinnon Family:

Micheal McKinnon (1920)

Oswald Mckinnon (1925)

Joseph Mckinnon (1928)

Nicolas Mckinnon (1931)

Joseph Mckinnon + Roseanne Lynch (1928)

August McKinnon (1953)

Anthony Mckinnon (1955)

Adrianna McKinnon (1956)

Joseph Mckinnon +

April Mckinnon (née Perrin) (1930)

Marlene McKinnon (1960)

Miles Mckinnon (1962)

Finnick McKinnon (1965)