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This is my defense of Salazar Slytherin

Okay, so you know the whole people burning witches thing in the Harry Potter series?

Everyone seems to get all stuck up on the timeline. People who do some research realized it doesn't match up. Salazar was born in the very early 1800s, and the witch trials in england ended in the early 1700s.

This means that his parents or more likely, his grandparents were part of the people being hunted.

Another thing people argue is that the witch's didn't actually burn. They just screwed around with the muggles. However, after thinking for a while, I realized. The children. Magical children wouldn't have the skills or the discretion to hide their magic or protect themselves. It's likely that most of the wizarding community that actually died at the hands of muggles were children.

It's possible that his grandparents had siblings and friends as children who were burnt to death. It wouldn't be that far off to think Salazar Slytherin grew up hearing horror stories of young children being hunted and killed.

This would explain him being scared of and hating muggles and the children who grew up with muggles.

The basilisk could've just been for protection against intruders.

Or the entire legend could be speculation based on modern biases because history is wonky and legend are unreliable.

Please don't kill me. This is just a theory stemming from being tired of all Slytherins being evil.

I love giving the Harry Potter characters nicknames!

Lucius Malfoy = Lucy

Bellatrix Lestrange = Bella or Trixie

Dolores Umbridge = Dolly

Narcissa Malfoy = Cissy

Severus Snape = Sev

Albus Dumbledore = Al or Dumbles

Minerva Mcgonagall = Minnie or McG

Regulus Black = Reg

Comment your own! 😅

I was wrong. Salazar Slytherin was born before 976. The witch trials and hunting of witches officially spanned from late 1300s to mid 1700s. However people had been killed and assaulted for being witches and wizards before then and after then too.

Salazar likely lived through plenty of persecution. It's possible that he feared muggles because of their intentions towards magical people.

Muggles wanted to kill wizards and witches. Women were targeted the most due to misogyny and children were incapable of protecting themselves.

This conflict could've even been his motivation to help found Hogwarts; to help children learn to protect themselves.

Then the whole thing with him not wanting muggleborn children attending Hogwarts, it's likely that Salazar thought it would be risky to allow muggle families to know where Hogwarts, a castle filled with wizarding children, was located when tensions were high and it could end with tons of dead children.

There is also no proof as to what the Basilisk was intended for. It could've been his last defense for the castle or something he kept to use it's venom for potions. Basilisks could've also been endangered and he wanted to protect it. Or just someone to chat with.

We only know a legend that had over a thousand years to warp into what it was in 1992 and a starving Basilisk that Voldemort (a muggle hating murderer) used to kill a single person.

Also, doesn't anyone else wish Harry had befriended the Basilisk and promised it snacks in return for betraying Voldemort? Then it could've burst out of the ground during the Battle of Hogwarts and killed some Death Eaters.

This is my defense of Salazar Slytherin

Okay, so you know the whole people burning witches thing in the Harry Potter series?

Everyone seems to get all stuck up on the timeline. People who do some research realized it doesn't match up. Salazar was born in the very early 1800s, and the witch trials in england ended in the early 1700s.

This means that his parents or more likely, his grandparents were part of the people being hunted.

Another thing people argue is that the witch's didn't actually burn. They just screwed around with the muggles. However, after thinking for a while, I realized. The children. Magical children wouldn't have the skills or the discretion to hide their magic or protect themselves. It's likely that most of the wizarding community that actually died at the hands of muggles were children.

It's possible that his grandparents had siblings and friends as children who were burnt to death. It wouldn't be that far off to think Salazar Slytherin grew up hearing horror stories of young children being hunted and killed.

This would explain him being scared of and hating muggles and the children who grew up with muggles.

The basilisk could've just been for protection against intruders.

Or the entire legend could be speculation based on modern biases because history is wonky and legend are unreliable.

Please don't kill me. This is just a theory stemming from being tired of all Slytherins being evil.

Why I Love Snape: Reason #3

His hair.

His hair is shoulder length and greasy. Why is his hair shoulder length and greasy? Is it because it is wizarding fashion? Is it because he avoids haircuts? Or is it because he grew up in the 60s and 70s when long hair was on the rise? Who knows.

Honestly I like his hair because of the possibilities. And the drama. His hair is just a vibe. I love it.

Though I wish I could help him wash it. He needs some shampoo and conditioner. Maybe even a double wash. Then some hairstyles he might find more comfy.

A grumpy man with long hair is the best image.

Just imagine Snape in a flower crown.

I sometimes wonder why someone as neat as Snape would leave his hair long.

It's probably just a dislike of haircuts or habit or whatever. Maybe to hide his nose?

Dude probably cuts his hair himself and doesn't bother to learn any cosmetic charms.

But my favourite possible reason is that he has a big birthmark on his neck that he feels quite insecure about so he grew out his hair to cover it.

For some reason, I think this is adorable. 🥰❤️

Absolutely beautiful animation of Snape's life.

Ravenclaw pride 🦅

Amortentia - T. Riddle

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Pairing : Tom Riddle x Slytherin! Reader

Warnings : Tom is not Voldy, he’s his son, and this is set during the Golden Trio, so, not very movie accurate

Genre : Fluff, soulmates implied, or, where an unexpected scent comes out of an all-too-famous potion

Part Two

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Requests are OPEN

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The potions classroom was alive with the chatter of students. Everyone was buzzing with the anticipation of their next project. Snape had declared that, on that day, they would be brewing Amortentia. None of the students failed to share their excitement and anticipation for the highly known potion, some even hoping to discover their one true love through its scent.

Y/N, however, had no such expectations. All she wanted was to brew the potion and get the grade.

Cauldrons sat in front of them in pairs, and she expected to be working with the Gryffindor next to her, yet, Snape seemed to have other plans.

“Students, I will be calling off your names in pairs, they will be your partner for the project,” he spoke in his monotone voice. Y/N was stressed; she prayed she wouldn’t get paired off with someone who would potentially hinder her grade.

After reading out the names of half the class, she heard her name being called along with “Tom Riddle.” The classroom fell silent. Her heart stopped. They had interacted here and there and she didn’t care that he was the Dark Lord’s son, but, he was so intimidating that the girl couldn’t help but feel nervous. She watched as he gathered his things and moved into the previously occupied seat next to her.

He gave a curt nod, barely sparing her a glance. She caught a whiff of his cologne, damn, she thought, he even smells good.

After being told to begin, the pair worked silently. They both knew what was required of them for the potion, and both pulled their weight. She was quite happy they weren’t speaking much, not because she didn’t like him, but, because she didn’t want to embarrass herself by saying something stupid.

They added the final ingredients to the cauldron and watched as the liquid turned a bright pink. They waited patiently as Snape walked by and examined their work, giving a small hum of approval. “Twenty points to Slytherin.” She couldn’t help the smile that graced her face, making eye contact with Tom and giving an appreciative nod.

After all the potions were brewed, some faring better than others, came the time to smell the potions. As she leant in, all she could smell was Tom’s cologne. It smelt of parchment and leather, a combination she found to be quite enchanting. She was, however, annoyed of his closeness as she attempted to smell the potion. She looked up quickly, about to ask him to step back, when she saw the empty chair next to her. Tom wasn’t next to her, no, he was standing at least six feet away, speaking with Professor Snape.

She was shocked. It couldn’t be, could it? Why was she smelling none other than Tom Riddle in her Amortentia. As if sensing the topic of her thoughts, Tom’ eyes drifted onto hers, locking her in a trance. He seemed to understand what was happening and the source of her shock, yet seemed entirely unfazed by it.

Her eyes didn’t stray from his as he walked to their shared table and took a whiff of the Amortentia. Again, he seemed completely unfazed by what he smelt, eyes never leaving hers.

Finally, their trance was broken as Snape dismissed the class. Her feet felt as heavy as bricks as she made her way out of the dungeon and towards her friend’s common room, trying to process everything that happened.

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“Oh, come on! We both know what this means!” Y/N was currently sprawled on her best friend Hermione’s bed, listening as she tried convincing the girl that Tom Riddle was her soulmate, according to the Amortentia. As Hermione put it, she was just “in denial.”

“I don’t know, Mione. It was probably my mind playing tricks on me! Plus, he didn’t even mention it nor seem fazed by it. He most likely smelt someone else, or, no one at all.”

A pillow smacked her in the head. “You know that’s not true!”

A groan spilled out of her, “I can’t think about this right now, I’m going for a walk.”

She thought sneaking into the Gryffindor common room and speaking to her most level-headed friend would help ease her thoughts, but she left feeling worse than before.

It’s not that she doesn’t like Tom, it’s that she wonders whether she’s what he wants; will he like her too? Probably not, she thought, Tom Riddle doesn’t like anyone.

“Going somewhere?” A voice she dreaded spoke. Turning around, she came face to face with the subject of her anxieties.

His face was stern, albeit beautiful, and she quickly realized how late past curfew it had gotten.

She stumbled over her words, attempting to find a good excuse yet coming up with none.

His eyes scanned her face as she stared like a deer in headlights. “I’ll walk you back to the dungeons,” he said after a good minute or two of the two gawking at each other, his tone leaving no room for question.

As she turned to walk, she felt his hand ghost over the small of her back, summoning a blush to her face.

“Are we going to talk about it?” He broke the silence.

“About what?” She waited a second before she spoke, although he knew she would know what he meant.

“I smelt your perfume in the potion, you smelt my cologne. We both know what that means.”

She kept quiet for a second, racking her brain for the right words, afraid of making the conversation more awkward than it was already. “Yes, we do. But, is it what you want it to mean?” She waited a beat. “I mean, how do you feel about it?”

“I’ll admit, I am surprised.” She searched his face, worry seeping into her head at his words. “And, although I’m surprised, it doesn’t mean I’m unhappy about it.”

She stopped and turned to face him, “you’re not?”

“No,” he said, his tone sincere, “you’re smart, kind, and beautiful. I must admit, I am glad it’s you.” He turned and kept walking, her feet rushing to catch up to him.

She couldn’t believe it. She knew all the rumors about this boy, people thought him cold and cruel; they judge him because he’s quiet, they don’t know him. Albeit, neither does she, but his words don’t come off as ‘cruel’ or ‘cold.’

“Wait, so, what does this mean?” She asked just as they reached the entrance to the Slytherin common room.

“It means that we have a date this weekend at Hogsmeade. Have a good night, Y/N,” he spoke with a soft smile.

As she walked into the common room, she couldn’t help the smile that graced her face, for the first time feeling grateful for Professor Snape’s class.

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hello! I'd like to request a Tom Riddle oneshot, maybe a part 2 to Amortentia? But if you don't want that, I have an idea where Tom sees y/n as an academic rival but they get partnered yet realize that they enjoy each other's company.I only request that it's a ravenclaw reader hehe and it's up to you to make it more fluffy hehe, advance thank you!!

Potions Class - T. Riddle

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Pairing : Tom Riddle x Ravenclaw! Reader

Warnings : Cursing

Genre : Fluff, or, where Tom and reader are forced to work together after years of rivalry

A/N : I saw this request and got to work immediately! I hope I did your vision justice! And, I am working on Amortentia part two so I will let you know when that’s out <3

Masterlist

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“Y/N, you’re with Riddle for this one.”

Her professor’s words made her heart stop. No, she thought, it can’t be. It’s no secret that Tom Riddle is her biggest rival. The Slytherin has been a thorn on her side ever since first year, the two competing for the highest grades possible.

Of course, if you asked her, she’d say she’s the best of the two, and that Tom Riddle is nothing but a stuck up piece of sh-

“Well, I knew the day would come when we would have to work together at some point.” Tom Riddle’s aggravatingly smooth voice jolted her from her thoughts.

“Yes, I suppose so,” she spoke with reluctance. She watched as the boy sat next to her, and she galked at his nonchalance. “Does this not bother you?”

“Very much so, but nothing I can do about it. Well, other than show you how to correctly brew a potion.” He struck a nerve and he knew it.

“I know how to brew a potion, thank you very much. My excellent grade in this class proves it.”

“Whatever you say, darling.” The nickname brought a heat to her cheeks, her mind overrun with thoughts of how devastatingly irritating Tom Riddle was.

The pair got to work in silence, only speaking when reciting the recipe from memory, or asking for an ingredient from the other. As they worked, Y/N found herself oddly at ease. She had to admit, they worked well together.

As they waited for the cauldron to boil, he broke the silence. “What are your thoughts on the Astronomy project?”

She was surprised at first, but answered honestly. “I thought it easy. Not exactly necessary seeing as it was information we both already knew, but I found it enjoyable.” He huffed out a small laugh at her words, an action which took her completely off-guard.

“Yes, I thought it enjoyable as well. Although, I am quite positive I got a better grade than you,” he spoke with a teasing smirk.

“You did not!” She exclaimed with a laugh.

“Did too. Denial is not a good look on you, dear raven.” Once again, she was surprised at seeing this side of Tom, the two so busy competing and never actually getting to know each other. Yet she was enjoying their easy banter, her affection for him certainly growing as the minutes ticked by.

“Alright, just add the basil and stir, and we should be fine.” He spoke as she did what he instructed. However, they were both startled when the potion began bubbling and overflowing from the cauldron.

“What did you do?” Tom exclaimed.

“I did what you said!”

“No, this clearly is not what I said.” At his words, she turned to stare at him in disbelief. How dare he accuse her of messing up the potion? Yet, as the pair made eye contact, they couldn’t help but burst out into laughter, drawing the attention from their classmates.

“Well,” he spoke after three minutes of uncontrollable laughter, “it seems we have managed to fuck this up royally.”

“It seems we have,” the smile was glued on her face.

“What do you say we get together to study, we clearly need the work.” She paused at his words, searching his eyes to decipher a hidden motive to his offer.

“I’d like that,” she spoke after she couldn’t find one.

“Great.” He began cleaning up their workspace.

“Great,” she whispered back.

Tom Riddle is definitely not what she thought.

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Library Convos: 1

Draco: So you used a polyjuice potion to turn into Crabbe and Goyle, of all people

Harry: That's what I said

Draco: And in the final battle everyone turned into you?

Harry: Safety in numbers?

Draco: Right right, how many people did you say drank the potion?

Harry: Um, seven?

Draco: and they all changed into different clothes, seeing [eyes him]... you?

Harry: Yes?

Draco: [gets up, about to walk out of the library without a word]

Harry: Where are you going?

Draco: to rip the tongues off of the people who saw my boyfriend of course.

Dense Characters Who?

Arthur: Merlin? A Wizard? he would have a higher chance of taking out a dragon

Adrien: Marinette's just a friend, yes she looks exactly like Ladybug, but so does Kagami, It's just a coincidence, she can't possibly be Ladybug

Draco: Harry? The love of my life? please, Malfoy's don't love

Harry: Fixed glasses? Don't know them

Catra: What, do you want me to say something? My undying love for Adora, and the pain I felt after she left me and I realized she was a princess, and my unhealthy way of using anger as a means to project it? That's preposterous

Ruby: A full proof plan? We tried that, it failed, so now we fail in style

Usagi(Sailor Moon): I wonder who Tuxedo Mask could be

All of the sailor scouts: Blonde hair, blue eyes, bunhead? the princess cant possibly be Usagi.

Bloom: [has fire powers]

the Winx: Ya'll see something?

Slytherin headcannons 🫶🏼

Remember, these are MY head cannons. It's okay to disagree, but don't hate me, please. Also, I'm new to this. It's my first post.

⚠️ I just wanna say that the slytherin boys are English aristocrats Purebloods, so I'm writing them like that, I feel like they have been too modernised and became really american. If you don't like it, just block me, I'm scared of getting hate, so please be nice.

Mattheo Riddle:

. He would be very reserved and quiet

. You have to be very close with him for him to be playful

. Does like to joke

. He gets into fights sometimes, but when he does, he uses his wand

. is actually insecure about his scars

. He thinks he'll never fall in love

.spoiled because he grew up with draco and gets everything

. Closest with draco but they pretend to find eachother annoying

. He gets angry easily and hates it

. Secretly likes muggle poetry

. Is a good drawer but no one knows

. Very private

. Not a f- boy, sure he does it sometimes, but he doesn't like being physically close with people. And most girls avoid him because he's scary

. He likes shy, sweet girls. He thinks it's cute to tease them. But because he is mean, he will scare a girl like that away on purpose because he feels like he's too bad for them.

Tom riddle

. Dosent have any friends

. He only lurkes around mattheos friends when in the common room because his brother

. Would probably ignore you at first

. Really mean

. Teachers pet

. Pretends to be charming

. In result people actually like him, he just dosent like them

. He's convinced he's like his father and is not capable of love

. Germophobe

. Thinks muggles are pathetic

. He's sassy

. Likes quieter girls who don't party and be really loud, girls like that irritate him (sorry)

. Virgin. Did you think otherwise 🤨 who's he gonna be sleeping with?

. Insanely smart

Draco Malfoy

. Superiority complex

. Also really mean 😭

. Loves gatherings and lavish parties

. Is a f- boy

. Let's be real he's sexist (they all are a little sexist they are boys from the 90s...)

. Bragging king

. He likes girls who will feed into his ego. Pureblood and Sophisticated. He also like smart girls, he thinks dumb people are annoying

. He only hangs out with goyle and Crab because they feed his ego

. Mummy's boy and will compare you to his mum 😭 (well my mum does this... she does that...)

. He would hate you if you mention the ferret thing

. Dosent like sensitive girls because they can't handle his crule 'jokes'

. Idk why people are adding to his trauma and saying his father was abusive... It's mentioned so many times how his parents love him and spoil him so much

Blaise Zabini

. Quiet

. Stoic, but is funny

. Knows how to treat a lady because of his mum

. Dosent like how draco treats girls

. Is really sweet. He'll do cute things for your birthday and valentines

. Really good dancer

. Slight superiority complex

. Had a teddy bear from his mum in first year but got made fun for it so he hides it in his room

. SASSY TO THE MAX

. Not on voldermorts' side or Harry's, he dosent want to get involved and dosent like what voldermort does

. Criticises the food all the time

. He goes to parties but will sit in the corner

. He's dated a few girls, but I don't think he sleeps around, maybe once or twice

. He likes girls who are more energetic than him, likes to listen to you rant about whatever the heck you do, and he does like girls who are a little weird and in their own head

Theodore Nott

. I do see him as Italian

. When he first came to hogwarts, his English wasn't very good, and draco and lorenzo taught him bad words but made him think they meant something else

. Introvert

. Gets exsited about little things

. Dosent talk about his mum

. Sleeps around but is quiet about it, he dosent brag

. He's kinda thick in the head, he has blonde moments

. Forgets a word in English and Italian, then gets really frustrated when people don't understand what he's saying (bilingual troubles)

. Thought Seamus was speaking a different language when he Sat next to him because he didn't understand his accent

. He likes girls who are really sweet and friendly and really good with children. He doesn't know why, but something about seeing his girl being really good with children makes his heart flutter

. Likes to draw but is really bad at it

. Really book smart, but without common sense

. He's really calm. It takes quite a lot for him to blow up surprisingly

.always eating, carries food around in his pockets to snack on, and gets in trouble for it

. Likes muggle music (David Bowie, Billy Joel, Harry nilson...)

Lorenzo Berkshire

. He gets mischaracterised the most

. He is really sweet, but he's also a player and the worst one for it

. Very cocky

. Bffs with theo and blaise

. Mummy issues

. He's the guy in the back of the class being loud

. He doesn't bully people but will make fun of them behind their back

. Friends with the Weasely twins (his dealer)

. He gets so excited about everything

. I see his personality really simular to mathew Grey gublers (if you don't know him, search him up, I love him)

. He likes girls who he can joke about with and play around, girls who are extroverted with loads of energy to match his freak

(If he was in this gen, he would speak brain rot)

That's it 🫶🏼 tell me your hc's

205 Live Hogwarts :3

Harry Potter characters as subjects pt.1

Harry Potter: Sports management / Army (would he go tho cause he didnt go back o school)

Hermione Granger: Law ( honestly can do anything (maybe take after her parents and become a dentist but i really dont think so ))

Ron Weasley: Culinary Arts (Again tho , would he go?)

Severus Snape: Chemistry /Neuroscience

Albus Dumbledore: Philosophy /History ?/Archeology . (I see him becoming someone like Indiana Jones tho)

Minerva McGonagall: STEM ( fight me )

Rubeus Hagrid: zoology

Draco Malfoy: Law /Political Science (my father is THE MAN )

Neville Longbottom: Botany

Luna Lovegood: Environmental science (but she runs a crystal ?/astrology workshop)

Ginny Weasley : Sports management (is pursuing a sport )

Fred and George Weasley - Entrepreneurship

I made some art for my Dark Female Harry Potter AU- once a Slytherin and now a Death Eater. It's for my most recent Snarriet fic on AO3. Chapter 2 is posting today so yay!

okay but- ghostface mattheo riddle ? do you hear me ?

“that’s right” mattheo muttered behind his ghostface mask, watching you intensely, down on your knees in front of him, bopping your head back and forth with your pretty red lips wrapped around his cock, watching it disappears into your mouth, “suck me, like your life depends on it” he said, in a dark cruel tone, and then point his gun right into your forehead, as you felt the cold gun against your skin and shiver, “because it does” he adds, chuckling darkly under his breath, his free hand grabbing the back of your head, to guide your movements.

you whined a little at the threat, your wrists behind your back, with your soft trembling hands, shivering in fear as you fastened the pace, big bambi eyes getting watery and staring into his big intimidating ghostface mask looking down at you. bopping your head and using your tongue, the wet sound of the tip of his cock hitting the back of your throat filling the room, as you were choking. your throat felt sore, but anything to stay alive, right ?

━━ GHOSTFACE!MATTHEO X VICTIM!READER

need mattheo riddle down my throat in the most filthiest way but- right again, i’m just a girl