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The Grind (And Helping Heather Potter) Ch.17 (old)

“You’ll do fine,” I reassured. “Go out there and wow them for us, yeah, Heather? Show them how brilliant your best friend and teacher are and how wicked you can really be. We’ll be watching and supporting you the whole way.”

Hermione hugged Heather tightly, “Good luck.”

“With the Dragon I pulled, I’ll need it,” Heather grumbled then grinned. “Good thing I have your tattoo to keep the Potter luck to a minimum.”

Hermione wrung her hands in worry, “O...

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The Grind (And Helping Heather Potter) Ch.9.5

“Ye didny call anythin’, ye wee Goblin!” Minerva McGonagall’s brogue was fully out to play tonight.

“Oh, but I did,” Filius Flitwick chuckled. “And I seem to recall that you were firmly in the doubting camp regarding young Atlas and Septima.”

“Ah didny doubt them,” Minerva sniffed haughtily. “I just didny expect the youth today to move so fast.”

“Which still means my bet was more accurate and that I should take the pot,” Filius stated.

“An...

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The Grind (And Helping Heather Potter) Ch.16

Fleur huffed and stick her nose up at me as if that would hide the blush that began to spread across her cheeks when our eyes met. It wasn’t that nothing had changed since our moment of shared intimacy, just that Fleur was still firmly in denial and trying desperately to act like it hadn’t happened at all.

At least she’d started to let her sister out of the carriage. As evidenced by the fact that said sister was currently shooting me a sultry little grin from her spot beside Fleur...

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The Grind (And Helping Heather Potter) Ch.15

“Don’t make me get the chastity belt, Gabby! I will!” Fleur yelled through the door she had her back to.

The other French Veela in the Beauxbatons carriage gasped as Fleur evoked the worst threat one could make to a Veela. None of them moved to intervene though, content to watch the fireworks of family drama like the rest of their classmates.

On the other side, Gabrielle pounded on the door, futilely trying to push it open, “Let me out, Fleur! We are Bonded! We will not be...

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The Grind (And Helping Heather Potter) Ch.14

I stared into the darkness, seeing both the forest and the trees and all the dangers that lurked within. This was a terrible idea. Probably one of my worst. But it was something I felt I had to do. I knew I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if I didn’t.

This wasn’t just for my safety. It was for Heather’s safety. And Luna’s. And Gabrielle’s. And Septima’s. And Hermione’s. And even the rest of my students.

I wasn’t strong enough. The Triwizard Tournament Quest ...

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The Grind (And Helping Heather Potter) Ch.13

Luna Lovegood hummed and skipped. She skipped and hummed. She skummed and hipped! She hupped and skimmed! Truly, life was good for Luna Lovegood.

Luna giggled to herself as well as she skipped and hummed (and hummed and skipped!) down the corridors of Hogwarts Castle, making her way to the quarters she shared with Atlas. She was ever-so thankful that she decided to approach him for help on the first night of school. It had quite literally changed everything for her.

Now, she had a...

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The Grind (And Helping Heather Potter) Ch.12

[AN: I’m going with the ‘no such thing as a half-Veela’ fan theory for this AU. There are only female Veela and any female child of a Veela is also fully Veela. A Veela can still have male children but they won’t be Veela. This only applies to their daughters.]

“You are forbidden!” Her father’s words echoed in Gabrielle’s head.

Upon returning to France after the Quidditch World Cup that summer, Gabrielle Delacour was confronted with the unfortunate...

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The Grind (And Helping Heather Potter) Ch.11

[AN: Just a note for Patreon. I went back and changed something in Ch.9. Lucius Malfoy died in the World Cup Riot so the Rita Skeeter-Prophet scene goes a bit differently.]


Being addressed as ‘Professor Gamer’ woke me up as if I’d just mainlined a whole pot of coffee, “Uh… why did you call me that?”

The girl who could have passed for Fae and had just appeared in my dreams cocked her head to the side, “It says so right above your head.”

“Perhaps y...

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The Grind (And Helping Heather Potter) Ch.10

I’ll freely admit my hands were shaking a bit as I spoke, “Right, everyone seated? Great, let’s get started…”

For some reason, Flitwick decided it was a good idea to put me in charge of his classroom for the first classes of the year. Some kind of ‘sink or swim’ test that he fully expected me to pass with flying colors as I tended to do for the other tests he’d given me when I was still a student. His faith in me was inspiring but it didn’t do much to help my nerves. View Post

The Grind (And Helping Heather Potter) Ch.9

Minister Unfairly Blamed For World Cup Riot!! And an Azkaban Escape: Gone Wrong! Gone Violent! Gone Sex-… Wait, No…

As Reported by Rita Skeeter

Hello, noble Wizards and Witches of Wizarding Britain! This is Rita Skeeter, once again bringing you your daily scoop of ongoing events! This edition of the Daily Prophet’s front page will be on the Quidditch World Cup and its continued fallout! Of course, it will be! It’s all anyone can talk about...

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The Grind (And Helping Heather Potter) Ch.8

“-And that’s how I ended up apparently bonded to a Veela…” I said, marking another of Septima’s lesson plans to revisit later.

Septima bit her lower lip, worrying at it as she absorbed my story. When I said I told her everything, I meant everything. I obviously didn’t spill the secret of the System but I told her about almost everything else, from the attraction I experienced toward Hermione and the strange reactions of the Malfoys to killing those Death Eaters and even to G...

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The Grind (And Helping Heather Potter) Ch.7

Fleur Delacour ran frantically through the British campgrounds, dodging mayhem and shouting for her sister, “Gabby!? Gabby?! Gabrielle! Où es-tu?!”

It was as if her world was falling apart. The chaos around her didn’t help her mental state. She knew she should have never come to these accursed islands. It was bad enough she’d be spending most of the year here for the tournament but she’d always been soft on her sister and Gabrielle had convinced her Papa to allow them to atte...

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The Grind (And Helping Heather Potter) Ch.6

“I see you live up to your name, Atlas,” Heather’s eyes were practically twinkling like Dumbledore’s did but her mischievous grin would’ve looked more at home on a fox. “Ya know, holding up her whole world like that~”

Perched firmly in my lap, Hermione blushed at her friend’s teasing. That didn’t stop her from subtly grinding against me some more though.

Once the snitch had been caught, the game ended and the rest of our group didn’t have something to so readil...

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The Grind (And Helping Heather Potter) Ch.5

Despite the twins’ rush, our group — me, Heather, Hermione, Padfoot, and the Weasleys — made it to the Top Box well before the game started. We even caught up to the Minister, Cornelius Fudge, thanks to his obvious exhaustion. Fudge was still breathing heavily when he reached the Box and began conversing with another important-looking, government official type.

From the look of thinly veiled disgust on his face, the other man looked like he’d rather be talking to anyone else. I ...

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The Grind (And Helping Heather Potter) Ch.4

“Yes, just like that,” Septima leaned over my shoulder, her breath brushing against my ear and making me shiver pleasantly.

She seemed to almost purr as I worked, just as focused as I was, “You’re doing ~splendidly~, Atlas”

Thankfully, I didn’t let the hot young woman in her prime who didn’t know how sexy she was and just so happened to have been my teacher for four years distract me from my efforts. With a few more taps of the specialized funnel I was using, the cir...

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The Grind (And Helping Heather Potter) Ch.3

I appeared in a grand office, sitting in front of a desk that wouldn’t have been out of place in a museum. Of course, the same could be said about the man sitting behind the desk. Thankfully, the portkey dropped me in a plush chair instead of dumping me onto the floor.

“My, my,” Dumbledore’s eyes twinkled as he spoke. “Eager, aren’t we, Mr. White? Such an ironic name considering your family. Thankfully one of your father’s less harmful pranks… One would have thought your...

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The Grind (And Helping Heather Potter) Ch.2

“You want me to do what?!” I asked the System with sheer disbelief in my voice.

< Message Repeat >

< New Daily Quest Unlocked: The Body Grind of the World’s Strongest Hero >

< Condition(s): Do 100 Push-Ups, 100 Sit-Ups, 100 Squats, and Run 10 Kilometers in One Day >

< Rewards: The Potential for Saitama-Level Gains… (In All Seriousness, +1 to Body for Each Completion) > View Post

The Grind (And Helping Heather Potter) Ch.1

What happens when a Gamer dies prematurely? Before they can reach the boundless, multiversal power their kind is known for? Before they could ever really get started with the legendary grind?

One might think the effects would be dramatic and have far-reaching consequences for the Gamer’s universe. After all, a System of unimaginable power was now without a host. In reality, what happened next was relatively simple.

Systems were not typically emotional beings. There were exceptio...

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Goth Girls Galore! Ch.11

Thirty minutes later, Ruby slumped into a corner booth of the club with a happy but tired smile on her face. The implications of her dance and what it meant for her relationship with Adam still hadn’t caught up to her. She was too high on adrenaline and euphoria for her anxiety to rear its ugly head.

Mavis slumped into the booth next to her, giggling excitedly and leaning against her new (first!) female friend the same age as her. Well… the same relative age… 118 in vampi...

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Goth Girls Galore! Ch.10

“So not our scene…” Adam muttered to himself. By his side, Ruby nodded in complete agreement.

They were waiting in line to try and get into one of Hallow’s nightclubs. After searching the internet for nightlife activities in Hallow, they’d chosen this one as the best option for finding out more about vampires. It was called ‘The Pump’…

The name was a little on the nose but not blatant enough to attract attention by itself. If not for Inky, Adam and Ruby wouldn’t ...

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Goth Girls Galore! Ch.9

“Oooooh yeah… She’s a keeper,” Inky commented, resurfacing in Adam’s mind.

Adam was left just looking down at his childhood friend in shock like he was seeing her clearly for the first time. The sudden burst of magic had blown his previously untouched metaphysical senses wide open. He could now literally see the power brimming inside Ruby. Bits and rays of silver shone from her spiritual core as if Ruby was a lantern that held the moon.

She was still freaking out over hi...

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Goth Girls Galore! Ch.8

“And then I put the dude on his back and rode the life out of him!” the pressed patent blonde basic bitch declared loudly, bragging about her sexual conquests for the world to hear. “Fucked him so good he squirted and came his brains out!”

“Oh my Goddddd, Sis!” One of the other basic bitches blocking half the sidewalk squealed. “Your pussy game must be, like, soooooo~ good!”

The first bitch thumbed her nose cockily, “Heh, you know me, Sis. I got that WAP. My puss...

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Goth Girls Galore! Ch.7

“Well… that was certainly something…” Adam mused to himself as his eyes tracked the retreating behind of the strange kuudere goth girl who’d just declared herself to be his soulmate.

“Yeah, haha,” Ruby’s laugh was forced and awkward. “What a weirdo. You should, like, totally stay as far away from her as you can… For, uh… safety reasons…?”

The corners of Adam’s lips quirked up, “Oh~? Jealous of the mysterious stranger~?”

“W-What?! I-I’m not...

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Goth Girls Galore! Ch.6

“Cult of Man? More like the Cult of Himbos. Those fools have no idea what they’ve really done. They expected a pliable slave to further their cause. As if Our soulmate would ever be such a basic, beta bitch…” Raven’s Shadow sneered.

Raven said nothing, simply continuing to observe Adam and the girl he’d arrived with from a shadowed corner of the cafeteria. She could already see the changes between this Adam and the Adam she’d observed yesterday. This Adam was stronger, mor...

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Goth Girls Galore! Ch.5

Ruby Rose was in Heaven. Images of the only man for her flashed through her mind. There were memories from when they were kids of Adam standing up for her and always being there. There were memories from the worst day of her life when her Mom died and Adam skipped school to come and comfort her.

Then the memories took on a darker tone. She remembered Adam waving at her as she, Dad, and Yang piled into their car and left town for good. She remembered how awkward it was to try and keep up...

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Goth Girls Galore! Ch.4

Inky’s words rang through Adam’s mind as the dream faded around them, “We could be great… Only on our own terms…”

There was a truth to them, an appeal Adam couldn’t deny. For his whole life, it always felt like something was missing. And now he’d found it and the missing piece had been shoved into his soul by a crazy cult that was trying to control him.

The dreamscape was replaced with the blackness behind his eyelids and Adam admitted something to himself. He didn...

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Goth Girls Galore! Ch.3

Adam dreamed of a land of paradoxes and enigmas. The floor and the sky switched places every time he blinked. The laws of physics obeyed only the whims of some frivolous master. Hellfire burned as cold as the void. Opposites collided and merged into amalgamations of impossibility.

Many scenes flashed before Adam’s eyes. He saw the world as it was. He saw how it could have been different. One of Humanity’s many histories flashed before his eyes. Then another. And another ad infinitum...

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Goth Girls Galore! Ch.2

Adam let out a sigh. He seemed to be doing that a lot lately.

His dorm room, his new sanctum for the coming school year, was about as prepared as he was willing to make it on the first day. His stuff had been moved in. His clothes were in the dresser that came with the room. The one bed in the room was made neat and tidy. His laptop was plugged in on the desk. The walls were still bare and bland but he’d managed to hang up a half-length mirror on the back of the door.

Move-in ha...

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Goth Girls Galore! Ch.1

“Oh, you’ll just love it here, My Prince! I certainly did. This is where I met and wooed your father after all,” Michelle Prince said.

Adam Prince just kept looking out the window as they drove, “No one says ‘woo’ anymore, Mom…”

“Oh, poo~” Michelle pouted playfully, more aware of what she was doing than she let on. “I can never keep up with what the hip boys are doing these days.”

Adam rolled his eyes and suppressed a groan. He was used to his mother...

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Never Give a Yandere a Bolter [A Cliche (Yandere) 40k Romcom] Ch.35

Octus looked into an eye that was half of his height in diameter and the eye looked back, “That… is one big frakking Dragon.”

Octus blinked and the Dragon blinked back at him. It truly was an enormous beast. Even curled up, it took up the whole back wall of the lodge. It was a wall in itself, one of rippling muscle, scales, and feathers. It was magnificent. Hot breath rushed over Octus’ face as the Dragon turned its head to face him, preening as if it could hear his thoughts. View Post