Canon

If you have any questions, I will respond back with my theories or right answers

I've already shared this question on the Discord but I thought I would post it here to get more traction.

~I made this for a friend and open to doing more for others so comment if you want me to make one for you~

"Ah," Exclaimed Uncle Lockheart,"We're here!" We stood in between Platform 9 and 10 gazing at the large pillar that separated them. "Uncle Lock, that's a wall." Anna said, rolling her eyes. He tended to be a bit slow at times and both the siblings, Parker and Anna, had to set him straight. Often. He turned around to look at us "No no no no no," He said, shaking his head, "I'm QUITE sure this is it. Yes, yes. I am VERY sure-OH MY, A FAN!" He was now looking past us. Me and Anna both turned around, groaning. Living with Gilderoy Lockheart was hard enough, we had to do all the work because every time he tried to help he ended up almost burning down the house, but then being related to him in public....that was another story. A rather short, plump red- haired woman was rushing over with 2- no 3- NO 5 KIDS, who all had matching red hair. She pulling her daughter behind her as her boys followed, sluggishly. "Oh my stars! Gilderoy Lockheart? Here? I never would have believed it! Why are these two girls yo-?" "I'm not a girl." I snapped, glaring at her. She gazed at me, confused, "Oh. Well-er- I-" "I prefer He/They, actually." I relaxed the look on my face, guilty. " Oh- um- ok, then. Well-"She stuttered "EH HA HA," Fake laughed Uncle Lockheart, "Yes they are QUITE the grump about their pronouns. I once called them a 'she' by accident, HA HA, I won't make THAT mistake again, heh heh. Well were you hoping for a picture? I'm always up for a picture. OR a autograph! I do those too!" "No no, I don't want to bother you. Especially while you're here with your two kids." She said, with a longing grin. "What? No! This is my niece and nephew! Er, Amy and-uh- Pepper!" He gestured at us, enthusiastically. Anna offered her hand, "Hi. I'm Anna and this my brother, Parker." I gave a little wave and a sheepish grin, I noticed the youngest boy was staring at me. "What beautiful names," She grinned, "I'm Molly and these are my kids, This is Ginny right here and that's-that's Ron and that's Percy and that's Fred and George." She gestured at each child as she went. Fred and George were twins ,I realized, and I had never seen twins before and I was amazed. They looked exactly alike, no difference at all. How did their mother tell them apart? Must have been those motherly instincts that you get when- "I'm not Fred he is" Said the one that was apparently George. "I- oh. Sorry George." She said looking quite tired. " WELL," Said Uncle Lockheart, loudly, "I SUPPOSE that's it time to go through!," He glanced up at the clock with a wide grin, "I'll go through first and then you can just follow what I do. But we will have to hurry because I have a book signing in...5 MINUTES!? Oh my, girls-er- my dearest kin, I may not be able to be here to see you to the train, I'm terribly sorry. I really am!" He truly looked it too. For a second I even pitied him. For most of their life they had been running behind their uncle, to book signings and on tours, so he guessed that he hadn't thought up to this point when they wouldn't be able to follow him. I sighed and turned to Anna, who hung her head. "T-that's alright. We'll go on our own. W-we can do it, w-we're used to it." Her voice cracked at the end. This was one of those moments that you're supposed to have someone there, someone you love, someone that's supposed to care enough be a little late to a stupid book signing. I felt the rage forming slowly at the bottom of my stomach. They shouldn't have to be doing this alone! They shouldn't even have to have their uncle doing this! It should have been their dad or their mom! The rage disappeared replaced by a deep sadness. They didn't have a dad or a mom. They were alone again because their uncle was too famous to care about his orphaned niece and nephew. He sighed and looked away.

We are alone.

The words kept repeating in his mind. Over and over. Again and again. Never-ending because he knew it was true. "Well I can always take them with me-" Molly offered. "No." Anna interrupted, briskly, raising her head to glare at her. "We can do this. We'll do it alone"

We are alone.

Parker grabbed Anna's hand and felt her squeeze tightly and he squeezed back. "Let's go." He murmured as they turned to the area between Platform 9 and 10.

We are alone.

Anna exhaled a breath and they both gripped their luggage carts tighter.

We are alone.

They began to run.

We are alone.

They never let go.

We are alone.

Never.

We are alone.

They exploded through the wall.

Wait.

Why wasn't I slowing down?

I turned around to see Anna staring after me, her eyes in horror. Anna had let go and my luggage cart was still tugging me along. "AGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!" I yelled. I leaped onto the back of the luggage cart. I glanced up and saw a pale, white-haired boy standing right in the way. "MOVE! MOVE!" I shouted to the boy, "GET OUT THE WAY!" The boy turned to me, the look of fear on his face would have been funny if it was right when I crashed into him. "ARHGGGGGH!!" The boy shouted. The luggage cart had stopped at a crack in the ground and sent me flying...straight into the boy. I detangled himself from the boy and stood up, blushing madly. "OmigoshIamsosorrythecartjustwouldn'tstopandIdidn'tknowwhattodo--" I paused, watching the boy slowly drag himself off the ground. "Are-are you okay?" I said, shyly. "I suppose." The boy said, wincing in pain, "Next time, though, you should probably give a warning before you're about hit the person." I nodded, "Yes, of course, absolutely. I will do that." The boy nodded, "Good." He turned to walk away before pausing and turning back, "You are alright, right?" He asked, slowly, as though it pained him to ask. "Er--yeah. Yes! Yes, I am. I'm feeling fine! Great , really!" I stopped, looking away. My cheeks burned red and I wouldn't stop talking. What was wrong with me? "Fine, then." The boy said, "Your a first year?" I nodded, not trusting my mouth. The boy seemed to perk up. "Ah! So am I." He stuck out a hand, "I'm Draco Malfoy. My mum and dad were Slytherins so I expect to be one too. I can't imagine being in Hufflepuff. How about you? You're a bit unpredictable. I can't guess what house you want to be in and I'm usually great at it." He paused, staring at me eagerly. "Oh...uh...I don't really know." I had known that this question would pop up but I still didn't know how to answer. None of the houses seemed any less appealing than the other. Draco looked thoughtful for second before saying, "I could see you as a Slytherin." I gave a shy smile and felt my cheeks burn. I looked away. Nobody had ever made me feel like this before, so why now? "Parker!" I turned around to see Anna running up behind me, "Oh my stars, are you okay? Who is this?" She said, gesturing towards Draco. "Oh, uh, this is-" I began "Draco Malfoy." Draco finished sharply. I looked back at him and almost gasped. He looked different than he just had. He held his head up and gazed down at Anna, though he wasn't much taller than her. He had a disgusted sneer on his face that I never would have expected to see there. "And Parker, was it?," He didn't wait for an answer, "Who is this?" "Uh, that's, uh, my sister, Anna." I responded, watching his gaze. His eyes flashed when I said "sister" but other then that he didn't shift. "I see." He said silkily, "Well, Parker. We should be getting on the train." Without another word he turned and started walking to the door closest to them. I turned to Anna, my eyes wide. "Well, aren't you going to go with him? You certainly seem mesmerized by him." She said coldly. "No, Anna-" I started "Parker." Draco called from the doorway, "Are you coming or not?" I turned back to Anna, "Anna, you have to understand-" "Parker! What are you doing?!" Draco shouted. "It's okay. Go with him. I should be happy you have someone else. But remember: bad things always happen to us when we care about someone." With that she brushed past me and was gone. I was frozen, I couldn't move. Did my own sister not want me now? "Parker! COME ON!" Draco bellowed, sounding panicked. I turn and realized why: the train was blowing smoke meaning it was almost time to leave. I squealed and ran to my luggage cart which I had left behind. I grabbed the handle and tugged, trying to free it but it wouldn't budge. It was stuck . I grabbed and pulled as hard as I could but it wouldn't move. I felt myself beginning to cry as the train blew a horn. I felt someone else grab it and pull with me. I turned to see who it was. It was Ron. We tugged until it broke free I sprang back but was back on my feet quickly as I wheeled it to the train. I got inside and started reaching for my stuff. A hand grabbed the other end of my trunk and glanced up. It was Draco. They both hauled my trunk inside as the train blew a final horn. I wiped the tears falling away as I watched them plunk it down on the ground. "T-thanks." I said, quietly. "It was no problem. You obviously needed help, so I helped." Ron shrugged. "Yes, yes thanks for all your help or whatever. You can go now." Draco sneered. Ron gave a him look before giving me a sideways grin and leaving. I turned to Draco, "Thanks." "Ah, I was going to get that luggage cart but Weasley beat me to it." he said. I also noticed that his cheeks were going red but I decided to ignore it. "We should sit down." I said. "Okay, let's go." He replied and walk off, still holding my trunk in one hand. I followed him through another compartment door. Draco waved at 2 other boys who quickly stood up and walked over. "Put this up there." He demanded, sitting across the aisle. The two boys grabbed either side and began tugging it to the rack. He patted the seat beside him, gazing at me expectantly. "That's Crabbe and Goyle." He said, waving at them dismissively as I sat next to him. I gazed at him as he watched Crabbe and Goyle. He was different, he seemed to care about me. So did Ron, My mind trilled. I shook my head. He was just being polite. Draco, though...he was different, he made me feel...observed. A weird word for it but it was true. Maybe Draco was different. Maybe I wouldn't lose him.

And Rowling said it’s all canon and we have to be like OK cuz if we don’t we are just ignoring the facts and aren’t I’m the real wizarding world…Like I am in between choosing not to believe it and believing that it’s all true concluding Voldemort having a daughter,Harry saying he wishes never having his son,Harry and Ron wouldn’t get together if it wasn’t for Hermione going to the Yule ball with Krum,”REAL” time turners,Draco and Harry being kinda friends…

I think it ruined the franchise and I don’t know if I can like Harry Potter so much after that.

How do y’all deal with it ?!

When you look at the title, you're most likely thinking about opinions on different ships. Unless you skip this part. Tell me if you read the beginning XD

But anyway, you're partially right: I'm wondering what this ship would be.

Is Ravender Canon or Fanon (throughout the end of HP)?

Reason(s) why it's canon - if you have anything to add I'll edit it:

• In the books

• In the movies

Reason(s) why it's fanon - if you have anything to add I'll edit it:

• It didn't last very long

• Lavender died

I'm thinking it's both, but I'd like a straight answer.

Thanks!

-Cheese/Ivy

I'm feeling like doing a random harry potter fanfic what ship should I do?

“It’s not that, it gets in the way! But I liked my nose a bit shorter, try and do it the way you did last time.” Hermione sighed and set to work, muttering under her breath as she transformed various aspects of Ron’s appearance. He was to be given a completely fake identity, and they were trusting to the malevolent aura cast by Bellatrix to protect him. Meanwhile Harry and Griphook were to be concealed under the Invisibility Cloak. “There,” said Hermione, “how does he look, Harry?” It was just possible to discern Ron under his disguise, but only, Harry thought, because he knew him so well. Ron’s hair was now long and wavy; he had a thick brown beard and mustache, no freckles, a short, broad nose, and heavy eyebrows.

“Well, he’s not my type, but he’ll do,” said Harry. “Shall we go, then?”

Wow... 😂👌

So since I have been seeing all of these cool fanfics, eek I really wanna do one SO FREAKING BAD!! I wanna do one with my OCs, Angel and Amber, so if you guys have any ideas, that would be great! Thx!!

Edit: I am already working on my not-related-to-hp story called The Lives We Call Ours. I really wanna get Chapter 1 done and finished.

So, since I've been seeing all of these HP fanfics on here, I've been thinking abt it and I wanna make my own HP fanfic with Angel & Amber. What should it be called and could you guys help me out with it?

I noticed that certain details in character articles have been added that are taken from the HP movies and added into the articles. Should these details be removed or put in a non-canon section? As some of these details contradict the book versions of said events or characters bios which are the canoncial versions, such as powers and abilities.

Like Voldy has his article section on magical powers include things he did in the movie version of his duel with Albus. While the books don't say he can't do some of these, they don't say he can either. I'm not sure how canon we can consider those feats.

Like it has this in Voldy's article on the Dark Arts part of his magical abilities - Voldemort was also capable of casting an extremely powerful spell that fired a bolt of blinding and explosive energy that could penetrate the extremely powerful defences that shielded Hogwarts, which was strong enough to hold against the relentless attacks of his Death Eaters.

Voldy did break the defenses of Hogwarts but its never described how in the book to my knowledge, only that he did.

Voldemort also unleashed a torrent of dark energy at Dumbledore that he was able to release into a cataclysmic powerful blast that shattered every glass on the Atrium and even overwhelmed the defensive spell that Dumbledore used to hold it at bay, although it proved able to negate much of the force of the attack, leaving Dumbledore and Harry unharmed and only briefly knocked down.

This did not happen in the book version of their duel.

He was also very experienced and skilled in performing the very complex Fiendfyre, as he was able to fully control the cursed fire it creates and can even condense the flaming jet into a single colossal snake, using it against Dumbledore in their duel.

This did not happen in the books version of the duel either.

In fact, he did not demonstrate the ability to use Fiendfyre in any of the books.

I'm sure he could do Fiendfyre but he never showed it.