A History of Cartographers (1-3/8)
A few years back, some of you may remember, I wrote a ~500 word fic called A Brush With Destiny, about baby Remus and baby Sirius meeting for the first time at a Ministry Christmas party. The story was from the POV of Remus's mother, Sylvia Lupin, a Muggle. Well, today I got bunnied to do similar mini-fics from the POV of each of the Marauders' parents. So I've changed the name of the story, and today I added James's mother, Eleanor Potter, to the mix. I'll try not to get too sidetracked by this one.
Excerpt:
The early years of their marriage had been filled with a monthly round of hope followed by disappointment, but now, almost eighteen years later, she had resigned herself to childlessness. She was past forty now, and her husband nearly fifty. They never even talked about it anymore.
ETA: I wrote another one. Meet Almira Pettigrew. TW for mentioned domestic violence, transphobia, and internalised misogyny.
Excerpt:
It didn't matter how hard Almira Perkins tried; she had not been able to save any of them. After their parents' early deaths, she had done her best to raise her younger siblings. She had married, too young, to a man with a good job, in order to provide them with a stable home life. Instead, he had beaten her and taken away her wand. He had sneered at her brother Constantine, calling him by his birth name, Constance, and telling him he could never be a "real" boy. He had led their baby sister, Delilah, over to the side of Grindelwald, and ultimately, to her death. He had been tried, found guilty of crimes against Muggles and Muggleborn wizards, and had died in Azkaban prison.
Excerpt:
The early years of their marriage had been filled with a monthly round of hope followed by disappointment, but now, almost eighteen years later, she had resigned herself to childlessness. She was past forty now, and her husband nearly fifty. They never even talked about it anymore.
ETA: I wrote another one. Meet Almira Pettigrew. TW for mentioned domestic violence, transphobia, and internalised misogyny.
Excerpt:
It didn't matter how hard Almira Perkins tried; she had not been able to save any of them. After their parents' early deaths, she had done her best to raise her younger siblings. She had married, too young, to a man with a good job, in order to provide them with a stable home life. Instead, he had beaten her and taken away her wand. He had sneered at her brother Constantine, calling him by his birth name, Constance, and telling him he could never be a "real" boy. He had led their baby sister, Delilah, over to the side of Grindelwald, and ultimately, to her death. He had been tried, found guilty of crimes against Muggles and Muggleborn wizards, and had died in Azkaban prison.