Charles/Erik Harry Potter FusionravelqueenJuly 3 2011, 21:33:48 UTC
Because I know you want to!
Sorting, magic and EPIC ROMANCE!!! (especially because I could see both of them in all the houses...oh and Charles could like do an outreach programm for all the houses to improve communication and Erik would be annoyed but secretly impressed and together they'd be the unoffical rulers of Hogwarts and it would be AWESOMENESS)
FILL: Charles/Erik, Harry Potter AU [3/?]ravelqueenJuly 5 2011, 07:24:04 UTC
Charles wakes up before anyone else in the dormitory has a chance to.
He pads around the room quietly for a bit and soaks up the fact that he's finally here. He wants to smile, laugh, run; he wants to dive back into bed and snuggle under the warm covers, completely assured that this is realFor now, he decides he'll explore
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FILL: Charles/Erik, Harry Potter AU [1/?]ravelqueenJuly 4 2011, 06:40:42 UTC
So...started filling this in a round 4 prompt. But I'll transfer here? I think? Yes? Whatever. It works.
The VisionaryFor Charles Xavier, even as an excitable, jittery eleven year old, the sorting hat is simply the most amazing thing that has ever happened to him. His hand-tailored robe swishes at his feet as he wiggles happily in the throng of first years. Gryffindor, Ravenclaw - he doesn't care which house he's assigned; it is the start of an adventure that he just knows will be his greatest adventure ever
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FILL: Charles/Erik, Harry Potter AU [2/?]ravelqueenJuly 4 2011, 06:50:53 UTC
No one from Gryffindor claps when he takes his seat in the back. In fact, no one claps at all.
Professor Dumbledore, however, smiles something secretive. "How wonderful," he comments lightly, cuing for the stunned McGonagall to continue.
“Do you think the sorting hat's finally lost it's magic?” Charles hears another student hiss behind him. He listens with a frown, disapproval simmering in his chest. “There's no way someone like that could be in Gryffindor," the boy continues. "Gryffindor's supposed to be the house of generosity, valor - not murder.”
Now Charles' anger flares and he turns on his heel. “Look, maybe his mother's in Azkaban, but that doesn't give you lot the right to go pointing fingers at him. People are not their parents.” The kid shrinks back at the indignation in Charles voice
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FILL: Charles/Erik, Harry Potter AU [3/?]ravelqueenJuly 5 2011, 07:25:17 UTC
Charles wakes up before anyone else in the dormitory has a chance to.
He pads around the room quietly for a bit and soaks up the fact that he's finally here. He wants to smile, laugh, run; he wants to dive back into bed and snuggle under the warm covers, completely assured that this is realFor now, he decides he'll explore
( ... )
FILL: Charles/Erik, Harry Potter AU [4/?]ravelqueenJuly 6 2011, 01:56:53 UTC
It's almost a month before Charles gets to speak with Erik again.
They are in Transfiguration, studying up on how to turn a match into a needle, when Scott - Charles' seat partner - miraculously manages to light his right eyebrow on fire. There follows a period of general hilarity in which Scott drops the burning match to the ground and smacks a palm to his forehead to quell the burning; all the students find this whole situation unbelievably funny - Charles included - and laugh outright at the frantic display of events.
Charles smiles into the back of his hand. "Having trouble there, my friend?"
"Scott Summers!" And then McGonagall is there, all stern eyes and disapproving glares. "Perhaps you find disrupting my class to be funny," she reprimands, "but realize that it isn't. Not even in the least
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Sorting, magic and EPIC ROMANCE!!! (especially because I could see both of them in all the houses...oh and Charles could like do an outreach programm for all the houses to improve communication and Erik would be annoyed but secretly impressed and together they'd be the unoffical rulers of Hogwarts and it would be AWESOMENESS)
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Sadly I'm not. REST OF THE WORLD, I BELIEVE IN YOU.
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He pads around the room quietly for a bit and soaks up the fact that he's finally here. He wants to smile, laugh, run; he wants to dive back into bed and snuggle under the warm covers, completely assured that this is realFor now, he decides he'll explore ( ... )
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The VisionaryFor Charles Xavier, even as an excitable, jittery eleven year old, the sorting hat is simply the most amazing thing that has ever happened to him. His hand-tailored robe swishes at his feet as he wiggles happily in the throng of first years. Gryffindor, Ravenclaw - he doesn't care which house he's assigned; it is the start of an adventure that he just knows will be his greatest adventure ever ( ... )
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Professor Dumbledore, however, smiles something secretive. "How wonderful," he comments lightly, cuing for the stunned McGonagall to continue.
“Do you think the sorting hat's finally lost it's magic?” Charles hears another student hiss behind him. He listens with a frown, disapproval simmering in his chest. “There's no way someone like that could be in Gryffindor," the boy continues. "Gryffindor's supposed to be the house of generosity, valor - not murder.”
Now Charles' anger flares and he turns on his heel. “Look, maybe his mother's in Azkaban, but that doesn't give you lot the right to go pointing fingers at him. People are not their parents.” The kid shrinks back at the indignation in Charles voice ( ... )
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ahh little charles he is so adorable, I can't wait for the first meeting of the boys
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You, you brilliant, wonderful person you! I love how you put Erik in Gryffindor. "Much more to you than anger and pain" indeed!
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He pads around the room quietly for a bit and soaks up the fact that he's finally here. He wants to smile, laugh, run; he wants to dive back into bed and snuggle under the warm covers, completely assured that this is realFor now, he decides he'll explore ( ... )
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They are in Transfiguration, studying up on how to turn a match into a needle, when Scott - Charles' seat partner - miraculously manages to light his right eyebrow on fire. There follows a period of general hilarity in which Scott drops the burning match to the ground and smacks a palm to his forehead to quell the burning; all the students find this whole situation unbelievably funny - Charles included - and laugh outright at the frantic display of events.
Charles smiles into the back of his hand. "Having trouble there, my friend?"
"Scott Summers!" And then McGonagall is there, all stern eyes and disapproving glares. "Perhaps you find disrupting my class to be funny," she reprimands, "but realize that it isn't. Not even in the least ( ... )
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