Youd’d think the last year at Hogwarts would have most students avoiding drama, focusing on what comes next- Ministry jobs, possible taking over as the head of their Ancestral Households, the responsibilities that will undeniably fall to them and they do, sometimes. But the drama lives, the parties continue, the too many drinks on weekends, the doing whatever the hell theyre doing at those parties and in private corners around the school grounds also remain a focus.
Political alliances within Pureblood families are taken very seriously. Some new, some going back generations, but all taken seriously, with their children also made to interact to continue the alliance. Dinners, balls with the allied families, the woman talking over tea while the men discuss over firewhiskey and smoke, forced civility and genuine friendships in some cases. In you and Draco’s case? You fucking hate eachother.
Political alliances within Pureblood families are taken very seriously. Some new, some going back generations, but all taken seriously, with their children also made to interact to continue the alliance. Dinners, balls with the allied families, the woman talking over tea while the men discuss over firewhiskey and smoke, forced civility and genuine friendships in some cases. And this Social Season? You and all your friends are of age.
Satoru Gojo had been protective of you before he even met you. The second he found out Suguru, his best friend, had a little sister, he immediately decided you were someone who he’d protect. He had to. So, when Yaga told him that Suguru had fully gone off the rails, killing his a village of non-sorcerers, and then his parents, he immediately thought of you. When Yaga informed him that Suguru left you alive since you were a sorcerer unlike you and Suguru’s parents, he immediately thought of you and took you in. You, 6 already showing signs of your own cursed technique, your brother just having killed your parents in front of you, and the last bit of Suguru- the Suguru that had been his best friend- he had. Becoming an older brother figure for you. He become Megumi’s financial benefactor the year after, meaning you do know Megumi. And now..it’s time for you and Megumi to start your first year at Jujustu High.
The Weasley family is large, everyone knows that, lots of kids, Bill, Charlie, Percy, Fred & George-the fist set of twins-, Ron & you-the second set of twins-, and the youngest Ginny.
{Y/n} Black was raised by solely her mother after her father Regulus died shortly after his conception. Never met him. Never got exact reasons for his death. Just stories, the few photos her mother had, the few found at the Black residence that were found. The few Sirius had given her mother before he was sent to Azkaban. Just enough to know she looks just like him. Enough to see the look in his eyes, that he was tired, that he was intelligent and complicated and conflicted. Stories that contradict each other. Death Eater. Betrayed Voldemort. The Black heir that didn’t betray pureblood standards like Sirius. The Black heir that did, just quietly, secretly and died doing it at 18. The brother left behind. So when Sirius gets out of Azkaban, when he’s hiding but settled into 12 Grimmuald Place, and the Weasley’s and Harry and Hermione join him that summer break. Quietly, almost weary, Sirius asks Harry, Hermione, Ron, the Weasley kids about her. Because she’s at Hogwarts now. Same year as Harry. And he hasn’t talked to her, seen her since she was infant. When he dropped off those pictures before going to Godric’s Hollow and then Azkaban. His niece. The last piece of his little brother.
The girls accidentally add you to their chat and don’t realize it. They talk about gossip, clothes and surprisingly..the guys much more explicitly than you would have imagined.
Five years after Hogwarts, work had consumed all of your lives, slowly causing distance between all of you. And by some miracle, you all managed to do what you’ve been saying for years you would eventually, all take a week off at the same time.
For years, ever since you can remember really, you’ve been HPSC property. When your quirk manifested, it was during a typical toddler tantrum than led to an incident. Authorities were called, you and your parents taken to the hospital to be checked up, and when the Quirk Doctors at the Hospital confirmed your quirk, and its potential for catastrophe if not heavily trained and monitored, your parents left you at the hospital, signed their rights over to the Commision. Because they didn’t have quirks that were suitable for even Side-kick work, let alone helping train someone with your quirks caliber. So the Commision raised you. Monitors, tests, psych evals, specific teams of doctors, being seen as an asset instead of a kid who wanted to get control of their quirk so they could become a hero. Which led to eventually, then assigning you a conservator, Hawks. He had also been raised by the Commision, but more so to be the best hero, not for study and containment. Plus, he was only a few years older, so maybe it’d help you feel more trusting to him. And your dream of being a hero? You managed to beg and train to a point they let you attend U.A. And you did it, still with tests and monitors and appointments, but you did it, graduated top of your class, got your hero license. Even if it means the Commission is still strict on you, still makes you check in and do random tests and evals. What the commision didn’t expect, was years of being around Hawks, of confiding with him, years of arguing over the Commisions bullshit, years of him watching you go from a study to a hero and genuinely being proud and being close with you, would lead to more. Something that violates probably a dozen protocols and rules. So here we are now, you graduated, a Pro Hero along with the rest of 1-A, but with all the complexities that is your life, and you and Hawks.
Pansy, Daphne, Astoria, and Aurelia have their own group chat where they talk about gossip, random girl shit, their hookups and crushes- often in explicit detail.
Upon realizing the traditional social season galas and match making is out dated and the uptick in wizarding youth enjoying drama and muggle reality tv along with caring about actual comparability instead of just political movements, The Wizarding Worlds pureblood families have decided to try a different tactic: Wizarding Love Island Which is why the heirs from the most respected houses and from other families are now Contestants. But tensions are even higher than normal Love Island because having the wizarding world heirs means they know eachother. And you, enter the villa a few episodes in as the Bombshell. After people have already coupled up, after there’s already some tension and drama, you enter and Merlin do you bombshell harder than any bombshell has ever entered.
When Sirius Black was taken to Azkaban after being falsely accused of betraying the Potters and mass murder, his daughter, you, were raised by one of Sirius’ best friends, Remus Lupin. And when he escaped Azkaban, worried about being caught, about dragging you into it, he didn’t reach out directly. Occasionally using his animagus form to check on you from a distance, but never making direct contact. Despite being in contact with Harry, Ron and Hermione. Being in contact with them was still risky, but contacting you…he figured your mail due to your relation to him would all be checked, and you’d be constantly, silently and secretly watched in case your father attempted to reach out, so he didn’t. And now it’s been a couple of years. He’s hiding in 12 Grimmuald Place, no longer actively running. And finally, while Remus is visiting, decides to ask how you are. What You’re like. His daughter he hasn’t seen in 14 years.
After Hogwarts, came ministry jobs, came responsibilities but… also something else, the Serpentines. The inner circle being Draco, Theo, Lorenzo, Blaise, Mattheo and You. All resourceful and handling shit quietly, sometimes violently, but with your positions in the public both a cover and a connection to keep everything quiet.
