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Prompt - hero
When Harry is tasked with a holiday paper about his personal hero, Sirius is surprised to learn that it's *him*.
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“Hey kid, what are you working on?” Sirius asks, as he sees Harry at the table writing something on parchment. It’s their first winter holidays that they’re spending together after his breakout and subsequent freedom the previous year. “Thought you wouldn’t have any homework for the holidays.”
“Oh, erm, McGonagall heard about this… muggle paper… that she wanted us to try writing. She’s hoping that it might help people see that I’m just an ordinary kid and stop people from treating me differently.”
Sirius frowns. “Muggle paper … about what that would do that?”
“Your personal hero,” Harry states. “Since we have to list three reasons why this person – a real person – is our personal hero, she thinks it’ll help people realize that they don’t have three reasons to consider me their hero and might, you know, think of me as a kid. Not a mythical hero.”
Sirius hums. “She waited until your fourth year for this?”
“I think she just realized that it was kind of a big deal the last few years and she just finally wanted to do something,” Harry states. “She mentioned something about your talk with her?”
“Oh,” Sirius offers. He had had a talk with her after Harry had admitted to some difficulties he’s had with the students in previous years. Higher expectations, badgering him when he just wanted to go to class, and treating him overall differently. Harry wants to be normal, and he deserves that. So, Sirius wanted to deal with that. “That … explains a lot. I hope it helps.”
“Me too.”
Harry returns to his paper, and honestly, Sirius is curious about who Harry might write about: Lily, since she saved him? James, since he tried to protect them both? Maybe the Weasleys since they tried to be there for him – (not enough for Sirius’ opinion, but to Harry, it probably was)?
He wants to ask, but before he can, Harry says, “It’s not done yet, but … when I’m done, do you – you want to read it?”
“I’d love that,” Sirius says, smiling.
“Good.”
***
Three days later just before Harry’s about to go to bed, he says, “I left the paper on the counter. If you don’t like it… I could… write about someone else. Just … let me know.”
Sirius tilts his head in confusion even as he says, “I’m sure it’s great. I’ll go read it now. Have a good night.”
“Night, Pads.”
Harry rushes up the stairs and Sirius moves to the table to read Harry’s paper.
My godfather is my hero because…
And Sirius can’t stop the “Oh,” from slipping out.
Harry had written about him. He – he thought Sirius was his hero.
He saved me from my relatives, he gave me a home, and he chooses to love me for who I am and not what I am to the world…
Sirius can’t stop the tears rolling down his cheeks as he reads all about how Harry truly felt since the moment that Sirius offered him a home that night that they caught Pettigrew. Harry had detailed a very long paper about how amazing Sirius was just for simple things like writing letters and making his favorite dinner. Things like letting him decorate his own room and the fact that he has a legit room to live in.
It's … beautifully written. The love splashed across the page is hard to miss and it melts Sirius’ heart.
(Of course, he also wants to kill the Dursleys because basic care for a child should not be hero-worthy, but that’s for another time). Right now, he just wants to go hug his kid tight and tell him he loves him.
Thus, when he reaches the end of the paper, he gets up to do just that and isn’t surprised that Harry’s anxiously waiting at the top to the stairs.
Oh right, he sounded like he was worried that Sirius wouldn’t be thrilled with being the subject of the paper.
But he is… he so is.
He rushes up the stairs and pulls Harry into a hug.
“I love you, Kid, so much.”
“You’re okay with it, then?” Harry asks, still worried despite being in Sirius’ arms.
“I’m thrilled, kid. It’s such an honor. I hope that I continue to live up to the honor of being your hero.”
Harry hugs him tightly back. “You will, I know you will.”
“Good.”
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After the first task, Sirius reaches out to Harry to offer dating advice for the Yule Ball, which changes things.
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Given that the first task is finally over, and Harry survived, Sirius can breathe a little sigh of relief. At least one task down, and the fact that he did so well makes Sirius incredibly proud. Next on the order of business for Harry is probably the Yule Ball. Since he’s a champion he’s probably going to have to open it, and it may be a bit presumptuous, but Sirius couldn’t resist offering dating advice to his godson. He figures he’s young and he doubts the Dursleys would bother to offer much guidance.
Hopefully, Harry doesn’t really need too much, but Sirius had to offer just in case.
Sirius smiles when he gets another owl so quickly, Harry writing to him will always make his day.
Sirius,
What do you mean there’s a ball for Yule? What do you mean that I have to open the ball?
No, no – they can’t really expect that from me, right?
You’re pulling my leg, right? Please tell me you’re pulling my leg.
If not, I need help.
Say hi to Buckbeak.
Harry
Sirius is stunned for half a second. How had Harry not known about this? Then, again, no one appears to tell the kid anything.
Alright, well, at least Sirius was right to offer. He’ll just have to meet with his kid on his own and give some concrete advice.
Everything will be okay. He’s sure of it.
***
“I still don’t get how they could expect this of me,” Harry groans as he sits on the floor of the cave beside Sirius. “I mean – dragons are one thing, but girls?”
Sirius laughs. “They’re not as scary as you think.”
“They travel in packs, and they giggle like … like my mere presence is hilarious.”
“They’re giggling because one or more of them have a fancy of you – hard not to given everything, and they travel together because … well, I never really understood that.”
“What am I supposed to do?” Harry questions, seeming quite freaked out. “You were right, McGonagall says I have to open the ball with a date, and it’s only been like a day and a half, and every girl has gone nutty and I don’t know how to dance and I don’t want to go on a date… this is – this is unfair.”
“And the whole dragon thing wasn’t unfair?”
“The dragon thing was actually kind of fun.”
Sirius snorts and rolls his eyes. “Alright, let’s start with the basics. First, you have to select who you’re thinking of asking. I would suggest someone you either fancy and want to get to know – but know there will be awkwardness and you’ll have to push passed that or a friend that you could potentially enjoy an evening with. You could perhaps go with a friend that is someone you may possibly fancy or go with a friend that is someone who would only be a friend, but you’d have to be clear about that. Do you have any ideas?”
He watches as Harry digests this information and says, “Well, I could go with Hermione if I wanted just a friend, but I think that would upset Ron and frankly, be unfair to her. I’d really like to go with Cho Chang – I kind of, maybe, have a fancy of her, but all I know about her is that we’re both seekers. I suppose another friend could be like Parvati Patil or maybe Katie Bell. I’ve talked to both enough that maybe it could be… a friend date.”
Sirius nods. “Okay, let’s leave Hermione out of it. We wouldn’t want to disrupt your friendship with Ron again so soon.”
“Agreed.”
“That leaves Cho, Parvati, and Katie. Now, this is where you have to make a decision – do you want someone that you barely know, but fancy or you know, but don’t fancy?”
Harry shrugs. “I mean – it would be nice to get to know Cho better.”
“Okay, that’s fair. You’ll have the dinner and dancing to get to know her, if you ask her,” Sirius states. “Now, before asking, you should make it clear that you’re not that into dancing, but if you ask any of them to go, you should expect to dance more than just the opening dance.”
He groans. “It’s bad enough having to do it once.”
Sirius nods. “Yes, but you’re going to a ball. It’s expected that you dance. If you don’t want to dance too much, you should make that clear so that they don’t expect to be dancing all night and are disappointed.”
“Okay, but what if I tell them and they say no?”
“Then you have to accept no for an answer and find someone else who would be willing to support you.”
Harry nods. “I suppose that I should try and learn dancing then?”
“That would be a good endeavor. I’d suggest asking someone you’re comfortable with to practice or your date would be better, but it could be embarrassing admitting that, so you could always Hermione or one of the quidditch girls who would no doubt love to help you.”
“That sounds like a good plan,” Harry states. “What about the actual asking? If they’re traveling in packs…”
Sirius laughs. “They may giggle, but simply ask for a moment alone and once you’re alone, tell them either – that you’d like a romantic date to the ball or a friend date to the ball – depending on who you ask. Explain about the dancing to help them make a decision, and once they do – if it’s yes, ask them to meet up to practice dancing or if it’s no, accept their answers and move on. Just be sweet and polite and you’ll be okay.”
“That sounds easier than it’s probably going to be.”
“It’s usually not that bad, I promise. Maybe a little embarrassing, but the sooner you do it, the better,” Sirius assures him. “Then you can focus on the actual date.”
Harry grimaces. “Besides dancing, what would be expected?”
“Well, you should meet her at her common room probably with a nice flower – try asking her favorite or finding one that matches her dress robes.”
Harry nods. “Sounds easy.”
“You should offer your arm, and smile as you lead the way into the ball and take out her seat first before you sit. At dinner, make sure you talk to her about her interests. Start with something you have in common and let the conversation flow. If it stalls, try to ask about things that are around you – the food, the music, the dancing, the people… anything that can spark something. Remind her about being uncomfortable with too much dancing, but that you’ll make an effort.”
“Okay, okay. Seems like genuinely good advice so far,” Harry says. “Then, of course, the dancing. I suppose if we practice before it might not be so bad.”
“I’m sure it won’t be as bad as you’re imagining,” Sirius assures him. “Make sure to still pay attention to her as you dance, and if need be, make light conversation. If you’re done dancing or taking a break, try finding a quiet area to continue chatting from dinner. Don’t ignore her and even if it ends up being Parvati or Katie rather than who you fancy, remember that you can’t just glare at your fancy’s date – just focus on your own date.”
“Yeah, that – that wouldn’t be fair to her if I was staring at some other girl.”
“Exactly. The focus should be on making sure that you’re both having a good time.”
“Okay. Okay. What about at the end?”
“Walk her back to her dorm, tell her you had a great time – if you fancy her (and this could go for if the date started as a friend, but you find you do like her) – then ask her to have another date. This could be something simple and we can talk about that when the time comes in a letter. Just maybe vaguely ask if she’d like to go out again. If she says yes, tell her that you’ll let her know a time and place, if she says no – respect it and thank her for being your date and that you hope she enjoyed it.”
“And… then leave?”
Sirius tries not to laugh. “Well, she might expect a kiss on the hand, the cheek or even the lips. It all depends on the vibe, just go with your instincts on that one.”
Harry swallows, but nods. “I guess.”
“It’s not as bad as it sounds,” Sirius attempts to assure him. “Just take it one step at a time. You’ll be fine.”
“If you’re sure…”
“I am, I promise.”
***
A few weeks later, Sirius knows that Harry’s managed to ask Cho to the ball. He’s nervous, but he’s been preparing for the ball, and Sirius has assured him that it should be just fine. He just needs to relax and not worry so much.
He also told him to write to him afterwards no matter the outcome. He wants to know how well his advice went over.
He grins when the owl arrives.
Sirius,
Thank you – thank you – thank you! Your advice was perfect.
Cho and I had a great date. We practically danced the night away! Okay, maybe not. She was okay with only dancing half the time, but we went for a walk and – and it went so great that she kissed me before the end of the night!
There was plenty of kissing before a final dance and walking her back to the dorm. It went so well she said yes to a second date.
So, now, I need advice on that. Got any ideas?
Thanks again,
Harry
Sirius grins, happy for his kid. He’s happy to offer more dating advice as long as his kid needs it.
He’ll certainly be a ladies’ man after this.
Just like his father and godfather and it’s great.
no thoughts just james potter, quidditch whiz, worried out of his mind chasing after his toddler who’s riding a baby broomstick— while his wife laughs at him in the background
(sirius, somewhere on his order mission: *cackling his head off*)
Nope, me too but I thought I was the only one
the real reason harry’s hair was so long in gof was because he had just met sirius and thought his hair was sick as fuck so he started growing his out
Hello, I’m sliding in to rec some harry-sirius fics! I hope you feel better <3
https://archiveofourown.org/works/15185291/chapters/35216588 (their other stuff is rly nice too!)
https://archiveofourown.org/series/2423029 (shameless self rec; it’s a series but most fics fit the criteria, i’d say)
https://archiveofourown.org/works/5004910
https://archiveofourown.org/works/33064150/chapters/82075771
https://archiveofourown.org/works/1035257 (the bond of family series is reaaaaally good imo)
i hope you like these, i have some more in my bookmarks, if you’d like more 🙈
hi hi thank you! five!! you're great! i'm going to devour them now for the rest of the evening <3
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Prompt Harry's kids
Harry worries about being a parent, but Sirius is there to support him as a good godfather and an even better grandfather.
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Harry had been a nervous wreck throughout the pregnancy, even though he wasn’t the one pregnant. His wife, Luna, assured him that they would be good parents, even if they hadn’t quite been raised by good parents. Yes, Luna had her father around, but he was … not the greatest, loving though. Harry technically raised by the Dursleys (who sucked), with some support by Sirius but between being on the run and dying and coming back later… well, there wasn’t consistent parenting.
At least he’s trying now.
Throughout Harry’s many, many nights of waking him up and telling him about how he couldn’t do this. He hadn’t wanted to worry Luna because he knew that Sirius would be able to calm him down, but now, she’s in labor and he’s freaking out and he can’t breathe and it’s –
“Hey, I’m here, Harry.”
Harry looks up from where he was sitting outside her room – she said he was freaking her out and he needed to calm down outside.
“Oh, Sirius, thank Merlin – I can’t – I can’t do this. I’m not ready to be a father!” Harry practically yells, earning looks from the people in the vicinity.
Sirius sits next to him and puts an arm around his shoulders. “Listen to me, Kid. No one ever thinks they’re ready and I get it. You haven’t had the best examples for parents when you were younger, but – but – you are an incredible young man and you and Luna will make wonderful parents.”
“How can you say that when you don’t know –”
“I do know, though, because I know you and you are an incredible young man that has been through a lot – you manage to adapt to any situation and thrive – the same will be true for this, I promise.”
Harry looks up at him and sees sincerity in his eyes. “I can’t do it alone.”
“You’re not alone,” Sirius says. “This baby is going to have two wonderful parents, two grandfathers and a whole bunch of Weasleys to help you out.”
Harry grins and lets out a chuckle. “Yeah, yeah, you’re right, of course.”
“Now, go in there and keep your wife calm – it’s what she needs from you right now.”
“Of course.”
Harry gives him a hug and says, “You’ll stay?”
“Of course. Anything for you, kid.”
***
Two hours later, a very tired looking Harry appears in the doorway. “Would you like to meet my son?”
Sirius grins. “Naturally.”
He follows Harry into the room, where Luna is looking just as tired, but happy. She’s holding a little boy that looks remarkedly like Harry – those Potter genes are something special.
“We have someone we’d like you to meet,” Luna says, “Would you like to hold him?”
“Of course, of course.”
He takes the baby in his arms and can’t help thinking about Harry when he was born. “He looks just like you, Harry.”
Harry grins. “And like his grandfather, James. Who he’s named after.”
“Baby James,” Sirius says, looking up to spare them a smile. “I love it.”
“You’ll love his middle name even more,” Luna says. “Harry, would you like to…”
Harry clears his throat nervously, causing Sirius look up.
“We’d like to name him after you – James Sirius Potter,” Harry says, looking at him hopefully.
“Oh… oh, Harry… Luna… really?” Sirius says stuttering. “That’s such an honor…”
“An honor that you deserve.”
Sirius looks down at the baby in his arms, and smiles, nodding. “Thank you. I only hope that I continue to do the honor right.”
“You will.”
***
James Sirius Potter is the light of all of their lives, and Harry can’t help grinning at seeing Sirius so full of grandfatherly cheerfulness. It’s a blessing and a curse.
There’s a part of him that wishes he’d gotten that with Sirius, but he loves what he has with him, too, it’s different, but lovely.
Just as he’s about to call them in for lunch, Luna comes out of the house where she’d been resting. Heavily pregnant and meant to be on bed rest, Harry immediately worries, “Is something wrong?”
“I am in labor,” Luna groans.
Harry nods. “Better get you to the hospital,” she nods and wobbles away to the car. “Sirius!”
Sirius turns at the yell and can immediately see the stress on Harry’s face.
“Luna’s in labor, will you –”
“Take care of my grandson? Yes.”
Harry lets out a relieved breath. “Thanks.”
“Just worry about your wife, I’ve got everything handled here.”
“You’re the best,” Harry says before disappearing after his wife.
Time to have another baby.
***
Sirius is grinning as he holds three-year-old James in his arms, and looking at the happy, yet exhausted Harry and Luna.
The pink bundle in Harry’s arms looking remarkedly like Luna.
“So, what’s this one’s name?”
“Lily Pandora Potter,” Harry says, grinning. “We weren’t sure which should go first, but Luna insisted.
Sirius smiles. “She’s beautiful.”
“But she’s early, so she and Luna are going to have to stay a few days, would you mind…”
“Watching my favorite grandson – I can say that, ‘cause I only have one – while you’re gone? Not at all.” Sirius states before turning to James in his arms. “Jamie and I will have all sorts of fun, right, Jamie?”
“Yeah!”
“There you have it,” Sirius states. He reaches out his free arm to squeeze Harry’s shoulder. “I got this; you don’t have to worry about a thing.”
***
Harry smiles as he sits beside Sirius in his backyard a few years later. Sirius had been a delightful godsend. Always there with advice, willing to listening about Harry’s woes, or just to give Harry (and Luna) a break – the perfect grandparent.
“You’ve done well with them, you know,” Sirius offers as he watches Luna chasing them around. “In a few years, they’ll be off at Hogwarts, and everything will be great.”
“Everything is great – partially thanks to you,” Harry says, smiling. “Best grandfather ever.”
Sirius grins. “Thanks, kiddo.”
“Anytime.”
dude do tag me!
I just saw this on pintrest and everyone should know about this
(Not mine btw)
Love the art tbh
But how would it be with james sirius and lily
Tell me that I'm wrong. I dare you.
the seventhhhhhh💕💕
Ron was the one who taught Harry how to tie his shoe laces, after he noticed Harry tucked his laces into his shoes. "No-one ever cared enough to teach me..." "I care enough."
Both Ron and Harry were with Hermione when she started her period for the first time. "I'm...BLEEDING" "Calm down, it's your period, its just the shock of it, My sister got hers last year." "should I get Mcgonagall-"
Ron is the only one of the 3 who regularly goes to breakfast, he tends to pack toast in his bag to give to Harry and Hermione because sometimes they forget or they just don't bother and IT WORRIES HIM-
Harry and Hermione have the same favourite book as a child. Matilda, both relate to the book in very different ways. "It just gave me hope, really, she discovered her magic and found someone who loved her." "Harry, you also found people who love you" "I know"
Harry memorised how ron and Hermione drink their tea. Ron dash of milk, lots of sugar. Hermione, lots of milk, 1 sugar. He makes the best cups of tea. "It's really a ghastly amount of Sugar Ron-" "Your tea is literally whiter than me, don't judge"
Ron bakes treacle tart and jam tarts for Harry and Hermiones birthdays.
Harry and Hermione were once mistaken for siblings, and neither of them corrected the person. "Yeah, she's my older sister" ron would never forget the smiles on their faces. Everytime Hermione would go back to that Cafe, they would always ask about her younger brother.
Hermione was also the first person to hug Harry since he was placed with the Dursleys when he was 1. Ron was the second person to hug him.
Harry used to leave change around Rons room when he knew he was a few sickles short of something he knew Ron wanted. Because Ron would never accept money from Harry. Ron never found out, but Hermione saw him do it one day. "Your secret is safe with me"
Ron and Hermione are the Godparents to Harry and Ginny's children. And vice Versa. (Exept Lily Luna, whose God Parents are Neville and Luna)
Harry has a photo album filled with photos of him and his friends, that made in 2nd year, that album starts with him and ron and hermione, and ends with him and his family together.
It was actually Hermione who taught Harry how to tie his tie for school, and she wouldn't let him get on the boat without "being in proper uniform. Just because your the boy who lived doesn't mean you can just not tie your tie."
Harry and Ron were eachothers best men.
Ron and Hermione sometimes purposely walk slowly, when Harry finally starts to open up, so that he has more time to talk and won't close back up when they near where they're going.
Harry and Ron carrying some of hermiones work for her in lessons they share, because "Mione, you'll break your back carrying all that?!?!" "Yeah Ron's right- why the fuck do you have so much paper?!?!" "Parchment" "YOU KNOW WHAT I MEANT HERMIONE-"
Harry and hermione sharing their favourite muggle treats with ron "Mars bars mine" "I've always loved strawberry laces myself!!" And Ron sharing his favourite wizard treats with them.
Harry teaching Ron how to cook the muggle way and Ron teaching Harry how to cook the magic way. (Hermione was banned from the kitchen after she got frustrated with the spells and just decided to leave the boys to it as they actually enjoyed it) "I mean, you cooked for us during the hunt, the least we can do is cook for you now!" "You don't have to be good at everything, babe!!" "FINE-"
Harry, Ginny, Ron and Hermione make sure too meet up for lunch at least twice a week, as they have busy lives now and they want to make that effort too see eachother. They've only missed around 15 of these, either because of honeymoons, child birth, Harry being "INJURED WHAT THE FUCK MATE DID YOU DO?!" "He was stabbed" "LIGHTLY stabbed" "YOU BLOODY PASSED OUT FROM BLOOD LOSS-" "eh" "EH?!?!?"
Oh I just searched up Vape already exists and its for voldemort and snape
Okay so this has been my shower thought for the past couple days…what’s the Death Eater initiation process like?? And why do I keep imagining it like some kind of bad PTA meeting?
I mean surely you don’t have to go hunt down Voldy himself to ask to join, so I can only imagine it’s more of a secret club type thing. Somebody pulls you aside and super casually goes “so we get together like twice a month, usually on a Saturday but sometimes during the week, it’s whenever the Dark Lord decides really. It’s mostly at the Malfoy Manor but one time we got summoned to some random graveyard a couple years back?? Now THAT was a meeting for the ages, lemme tell ya…bloody hell. Thirteen years we don’t meet and then within the first two minutes he has the nerve to chew us all out for being disloyal or some shit like that! Crazy. ANYWAY…it really just depends, ya know, where and when we get summoned, so make sure you have your Death Eater attire ready cause Voldy really hates it when you show up in street clothes, and “it’s in the wash” isn’t a good enough excuse, believe me. It’s always potluck style for dinner, so A-M bring a side dish, N-Z bring a dessert…Severus Snape’s allergic to tomatoes so might wanna avoid those. Oh, and here’s the best part!! If you join, you get this wicked tattoo!”
Which brings me to my next thought…is Voldy an amateur tattoo artist and does the Dark Mark tattoos himself? If so, I gotta think that his drawing has gotten better over the years from the first time he tattooed one of his followers.
Voldemort: *tattooing Lucius’ arm* Alright, you’re done!
Lucius: What…is it supposed to be?
Bellatrix: It’s clearly a snake, Lucius!
Narcissa: *pointing* Yeah, but what’s that odd shaped lump above it??
Voldemort: It’s a skull!
Snape: *looking over Lucius’ shoulder, bored AF* Looks like a severed head with its tongue out to me—
Voldemort: OH FUCK OFF SEVERUS
OR…if Voldemort doesn’t give the tattoos himself, then where do they get them? Is Voldy all *claps hands* “Okay, you’re IN! Once we get done with all this paperwork of you swearing your allegiance to me, yada yada….you’re gonna go to this tattoo shop in Knockturn Alley and ask for the Dark Lord Special. Severus said my drawing was shit so I’ve decided to have someone else do the tattoos…” *side eyes Snape*
New Death Eaters showing up to the shop and the tattoo artist being all like “…Dark Lord Special, huh? I’ll throw in a Nagini tattoo around your bicep for an extra 10 galleons, whaddya say?”
I mean imagine him saying to lucius "I am good at escaping... right under people's _noses_" and lucius telling that to voldy and voldy legit crying😂
happy birthday to harry james potter here’s some reasons why he always has been and always will be one of my favorite characters in all of fiction:
was treated like garbage his entire childhood and still has an inexhaustible capacity for love and forgiveness
u can talk shit abt him but if u talk shit abt his friends he’ll launch a brutal verbal tirade against u
god tier sense of humor. sarcasm level 100 never misses
bravest boy on earth??? this kid found out he had to DIE to get rid of some crazy ass evil dictator and literally walked stone cold to his own death to save everyone else??
let’s not forget he liked his lightning scar at first before he found out what it rly was :( he thought it was cool :(
unheard of emotional maturity for a teenager. instantly understood that ron was insecure abt being the youngest boy in his family and not having a lot of money and always tried to find ways to make him feel better abt it
had cute lil daydreams abt being the triwizard champion before he got forced into it for real
UNmatched bisexual energy, literally always sizing everyone up and declaring them attractive or monstrous, no in between
so so humble abt his talents and abilities yes but also SO arrogant abt his moral code. he said my moral compass is the correct one and i will follow that and ur rules and laws can truly eat my ass and honestly that’s so sexy of him
animals always like him 😔
literally BORN to wield power and not abuse it. boy destroyed the elder wand bc he liked his old one better
drinks his respect women juice every morning and every night before bed rmr when he got so righteously offended that hermione suggested he thought the prince couldn’t be a woman bc he didn’t think a woman could be that smart
also rmr when he choked out mundungus for stealing shit from grimmauld djebfjnwbfne
literally so stubborn that the imperius curse barely works on him lmaoooo
successfully used crucio to defend mcgonagall’s honor like?? ok king go off!!
just the best boy in the whole world. that’s all