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The Black Chrysalis by gruellingcruel
Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Sequel Trilogy
15 Mar 2026
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“So Hux has lost his memories, and judging by our little back and forth just then, he can’t even remember that he’s supposed to have a stick up his ass. We got a Hux on our hands here with a blank slate, and if we fill him in right, and he still doesn’t remember…” Poe pauses for effect, spreading his hands wide and grinning. “We can make him think that he’s one of us!”
“What,” Finn hisses in disbelief. “Poe, that’s crazy. You’re crazy.”
Poe shakes his head and waves a dismissive hand. “No, it’s brilliant. People often get them confused.”
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- Part 1 of GC's Gingerpilot Week 2022
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Draco Malfoy needs an out less drastic than the urge nipping at his heels.
He thinks he's found one. He couldn't be more wrong.
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Title says it all. Post-war and I do my best to channel some angst into it.
The familiar sight of Potter’s parents walked in first, with Sirius Black following, but the fourth figure made his stomach flip. He hadn’t realised Lupin had died. He’d seen him alive only days ago.
Potter’s dead seemed even more vibrant than normal, and Draco stubbornly tried not to look at them. Potter said something to Weasley, but Draco was hyper-focused on the unwanted guests to hear what.
“This is a little cosy, don’t you think?” Sirius Black said.
“Oh, stop it, Draco doesn’t deserve Azkaban,” Lupin said.
Black responded, “It’d wipe that sneer off his face. I -”
Potter’s father interrupted, “We know. You spent thirteen years there, blah blah.”
“Hey!”
Potter’s mother held up a hand. “Shut it. I want to hear this.”
But Draco didn’t want to hear any more of them. He met Potter’s eyes and poured as much venom into his words as he could.
“Get out.”
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Eighth year, and Draco fully intends not to piss people off more than they already were. However, he’s not the best at this so of course, he fails barely three days in. And Potter, per usual, needs to be the solution to every problem.
"Draco choked out a hysterical laugh that got caught in his throat halfway through, and grabbed the homework he was supposed to be working on. He headed to his room holding back tears. Draco pushed open his door, and closed it behind him. He stood there for a moment, trying to catch his breath, even though it felt that each time he inhaled, air was moving farther and farther away. "
"“How would you know? You don’t know me.” His jaw clenched, and Draco blinked back any emotion.
“Yes, I do!” Potter insisted on shoving his wand up at Draco, as a demonstration of his pathetic lack of control.
Draco corrected him. “No. You know the worst of me.”
“That’s enough.” Potter remembered himself, and put his wand down, stepping back. He didn’t put it away, however. Why did this always happen? Not once did Draco take out his own wand. ""
I don’t like or support JK Rowling, however I am using her characters, so I apologize.
Please read I promise I'm trying.
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Swords have clashed. The battle is over.
But the war isn't.Merlin is wounded. Morgana is getting closer.
And something broken is about to rise.Arthur has one last chance to choose the kind of king — and man — he’ll be.
The cost of loyalty may be everything.---
Or, what if Merlin was the one that got struck by Mordred's sword in Camlann instead of Arthur?