The Story Of Joseph Potter And Arcturus Black
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Joseph Potter was 11 when he saw the insides of Hogwarts for the first time. He was 11 when he was placed into Gryffindor. He was 11 when he met Arcturus Black. He was 11 when he fell in love. He couldn't help himself from falling for the boy with dark curls, bright green eyes, a smile like the stars. He knew it was forbidden, a Black and a Potter should never be seen together, but how could he stop himself, how could he hold himself back when he was sure that he was gazing upon an angel.
Arcturus Black was 11 when he saw the insides of hogwarts. He had seen it before, read about it in books. He was 11 when he was placed in Slytherin, his older cousins smiling and clapping for him. He was 11 and he did not know that love didn't have to hurt, that love could be beautiful, and warm.
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Arcturus Black was 13 when he first noticed Joseph Potter. He was 13 when their eyes met across the quidditch pitch. A He was 13 when he reached out and snatched the snitch out of the air in front of the Gryffindor, securing Slytherin the win. He was 13 when he gained a rival. He couldn't help himself from hating the boy with golden brown locks, amber eyes, a personality like the sun. He couldn't stop hating his stupid glasses that he looked ridiculously good in, and how it was so unfair that someone could look that good in their quidditch uniform. So yes, Arcturus Black hated Joseph Potter, but if he had looked a little deeper at that hatred, gazed a little harder, he would see that it was not hatred, oh no, it was love.
Joseph Potter was just 14 when Arcturus Black beat him in quidditch. He loved the way the brunet pushed his body against the broom, lying flat to push forward and reach the snitch. He loved the way that his hand wrapped around the snitch, his fingers delicately cradling the golden ball, he wondered what it would be like for his hand to be cradled like that, softly, full of love.
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Both of the boys were 15 when their lips met for the first time. They were 15 when they went up to the astronomy tower, they were 15 when the love between them blossomed and grew into something beautiful. Arcturus Black was 15 when he saw that the hatred inside him had turned to love. Joseph Potter was 15 when his hand was cradled, gently, like how he had always wanted. The boys were 15, they were young, and happy.
Arcturus Black was 15 when he turned his back on his family. Said he didn't want to be evil, he wanted to be happy. Archie was 15 when his name was blasted off the family tapestry.
Joseph was 15 when he held his lover as he sobbed into his chest. Comforted him through his parents harsh words, pressed a kiss into his forehead and assured him that he was okay, that he was loved. Joseph was 15 when he could show Archie that love wasn't supposed to hurt.
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Both of the boys were 17 when the plague reached wizarding england. It had already wiped out almost half of Europe, but they were sure that they would be fine. They had each other and that was all that mattered. They continued to live their lives together, surrounded by friends and family who understood them. They weren't scared of the plague, I mean, what are the chances that they would get hurt.
Joseph Potter was 17 when he began feeling ill, he was 17 when dark patches began to grow on his skin, and he was 17 when he died. His tombstone said 'forever 17.'
Archie was 17 when he watched his love grow sick. He was 17 when the tears filled his eyes, a sob escaping his throat as he desperately searched for his lovers pulse. He was 17 when he screamed out to the medi-witch, begging for her to help him.
Archie was 17 when he learned that love hurt.
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Archie was 18 when he went to France in search for his parents. He was 18 when he begged for his mothers forgiveness. He was 18 when he was welcomed back into the family.
He was 18 when he was no longer Archie, he was once again Arcturus Black.