When Harry's name comes out of the Goblet of Fire, he is livid. He didn't bloody want to join a deadly tournament, but it seems like no one believes him, so he swears a wizarding oath.
Now everyone believes him, but he still isn't excused from the tournament. Almost on the point of wanting to give up on his magic, Death interferes because Death's chosen child can't lose his magic.
''This is why you are going to be perfect.'' Death almost croons, making Harry blush. ''If you're going with me to train, you will be back in no time. Time travels differently in my realm.''
Harry nods. He suspected something like that. ''Then I will go with you to train. It is only fair. The others are older and have more experience.''
''Harry, no!'' Dumbledore exclaims, but Harry knows it is too late. Death is already grasping his arm, and then everything turns dark around him.
Sequel to When it Rains it pours.
Stiles is licking his wounds and trying to keep it together for his pack and his boyfriends when a new threat is lurking at their territory. Harry doesn't doubt his move at all and is still thankful to have found this new family, but does it have to come with so much drama?
Derek is struggling to be a good Alpha and a good mat-boyfriend to his mates-shit-boyfriends! It isn't that hard, is it?
''I think I'm going to sleep at my house for a couple of nights.'' Stiles then says, and before Harry or Derek can say anything, he is already apparated away.
''We fucked up, didn't we?'' Derek says with a groan.
''Yes, we did, but maybe he just needs some space at the moment. We'll talk to him in the morning.'' Harry says with conviction.
''Did you really slip him sleeping potions?''
''Just two,'' Harry grumbles. Derek lifts his eyebrows in an 'I'm not impressed' manner.
''Oh, shut up your eyebrows. They're judging.'' Harry grumbles, and he leaves the kitchen.
- Part 2 of Holding up the Hale Pack 2.0
Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV), Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
20 Sep 2021
Harry is done with the wizarding world, he is done with Britain, after the war everybody wants a piece of him. Even his old friends. Only Hermione is still the same, and he truly can call her his best friend. He is not surprised that when he mentions his idea for leaving she is right there with him.
Stiles is struggling with the supernatural and feels like he is drowning until he meets Harry. He learns finally how he can protect his friends, family, and himself. But who is this wizard, and why does it seem like he always only scratches the surface. How many layers does this wizard have?
- Part 1 of Holding up the Hale Pack 2.0
When Harry is called to the Headmasters office at the beginning of his sixth year he isn't sure what to expect. He at least really didn't see it coming that he would become Master of Death, travel back in time to become someone else, and more importantly to stop Voldemort before he would be lost to the monster.
''You must understand, Harry, that it's very dark magic. I don't want to taint your soul.''
Harry hisses, feeling his rage rear its ugly head again. You could taste his magic in the air, and Harry almost imagined the tendrils swirling around him wildly. Dumbledore's eyes widened.
''I call bullshit! The darkest curse was thrown at me when I was a baby, I'm almost of age, and you should just fucking tell me what I need to know. And I mean really what I need to know, and not what you want me to know. I think it's time to trust me, to trust your weapon because that's all I am, right? A soldier in this war, a weapon to end the Dark Lord, just a means to an end. The savior of the wizarding world, the boy who lived, the chosen one, and all that other rubbish!''
"You trained me too well, and I listened, like you always said, 'Don't only trust your magic, always have a backup plan."
He then gives a two-finger salute, the sign he has trained with his pack, and before she can react, two shots are heard in the clearing. Blue blood starts spilling out of her mouth before she coughs and falls to her knees. Her eyes are wide and focused on Stiles.
Stiles sits on his haunches in front of her, so he's on eye level with her. "It's pretty stupid that people keep underestimating me. You should've known better-" Lydia screams in the distance, and Stiles knows it's time.
After the warehouse disaster, Stiles finds himself surrounded by a couple of people he hadn't expected. Like at all. See how Stiles becomes more badass, starts his own pack, and finds love in unexpected places.
Stiles sighs through his nose and takes a couple of steps away, to the other side of the alley where there’s a brick wall and a dumpster, and not much else. “Well, sure, okay, but what are you suggesting? That we load up the car and go off in search of someplace she’s only maybe, possibly been?”
This is a ludicrous idea, of course it is, but when Stiles looks at Derek, he can tell that this, this absolutely absurd suggestion, is exactly what Derek thinks. It is exactly what he came here to ask Stiles to do. “I’ve traced her scent to the next town over, so I have a start.”
“Oh, Christ, Derek,” Stiles practically finishes his beer in one go, downing it quickly, because he needs that alcohol in his system if he’s really going to entertain this idea. “You realize that would be days, possibly weeks of being in a car alone with me? Me. Derek, me. Stiles Stilinski. A witch.”
Derek’s jaw is set, his eyes intense, his shoulders taught with tension. “Yeah. I have weighed the pros and cons of this.”
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02 Mar 2021
Set at the end of season 2, Gerard beats Stiles up, but it's a lot worse than anyone knows.
The pack let him down, that's not really a surprise lately.
When Danny finds Stiles nearly bleeding to death the next day it's the start of a beautiful friendship.
Can the pack make amends before it's too late? Will Stiles ever forgive them for not being there for him when he needed them the most?
SAME FIC JUST SPLIT INTO SHORTER CHAPTERS!!!
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09 Nov 2020