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The Proposal , Lets fall in love for the night [o.w]

A/N- The reader is 19 and Oliver is 20. He’s already been recruited to a team for quid ditch while the reader finishes their last year of hogwarts. This is a non-voldemort a/u.

Warnings- just fluff, super cute fluff.

y/n-your name

y/m/n-your middle name

y/l/n-your last name

“Can i take my blindfold off now?” you whine. It was your five-year anniversary with Oliver and he had a whole thing planned out, from the entire day down till your outfit. You hadn’t seen him all day and he left you nothing but a note in your dorm telling you to slip on the white dress and matching silver heels in the box [whatever you say the man had good taste] he left and meet him outside the common room at 5pm. Once you were ready you went and were met with Fred, who proceeded to blindfold you and take you to Oliver so you knew absolutely nothing. And that’s how you found yourself in his position, hand in hand with none other than Oliver himself blindfolded walking to god knows where.

“Not just yet, darling.” he chuckled , carefully guiding you.

“I love you Oliver , but if I have to wear this for one minute longer we are over.” You didn’t mean it, of course you didn’t mean it but you needed that blindfold off.

He chuckled again , “Almost there love-” taking a short pause, “- okay, we’re here now.” He proceeded to take you blindfold off but not before a song started playing. “lets fall in love for tonight and forget in the morning-” you gasped when the blindfold came off, taking in your surroundings. You were standing on the bridge where you had first kissed him, yes you because even oliver who was super confident was way too nervous to actually make a move on you. This same bridge shared all your big moments, its where he first asked you out, its where you first told him you loved him, the feeling was mutual of course. He had somehow managed to cover the gorgeous light wood railings of the tiny bridge in white fairy lights, illuminating the place. You turned around to oliver who was dressed in a white button up and black formal trousers and kissed him. You grabbed his face and kissed him. He was startled but kissed you back immediately. You broke the kiss and touched your forehead to his “This is gorgeous babe, i love it.”

He chuckled and said, “your squishing the flowers darling.”

“Oh. Shit-” you stepped back and looked down embarrassed , “-sorry.”

“Don’t be.” he handed you your favourite flowers [a/n- my favourite flowers are white roses, so that's what im basing this on but feel free to picture your own!], and kissed you again.

He bowed down dramatically, “May I have this dance , your grace.” He said referring to Bridgerton ,the show you two had finished a week ago after which you had taken to calling each other your grace, thinking it was funny.

You bowed back. “You may, your grace.” you said chuckling. And there the two of you were dancing on the bridge to finneas sing. It was your song, yours and olivers. You rested your head on his chest and he swayed. He turned you around, your back to his front and you hummed. His warmth seeping into you. Suddenly, he stepped back and you whined, he chuckled once again, “Just a minute, love.” and you hummed in response leaning against the railings of the bridge admiring the view of the water and the purple sky. Autumn was setting in and you couldn't be happier.

He came back and handed you a glass of rose champagne leaning next to you with his hand on your waist. You both took and sip and you hummed to the wonderful taste. After a couple of minutes , he cleared his throat and you looked at him.

He took your hand and took a couple steps back. He seemed a little nervous but then looked at you. Clearing his throat again he said , “ Okay, so i had a whole speech prepared and i was going to say a lot of things, i can't remember anything right now. So, im just gonna say something and hope it comes out right -” you interrupted him before he could say anything ,”Oliver?”

He lifted a hand so as to shush you and continued, ”Darling, I love you. I love you so much that I can't explain it. I love going to sleep right next to you and i love waking up next to you. I love your laugh and i love your voice and i love you. You take my breath away.I think i might love you more than qudditch, actually no, i dont think, I know that I love you more than quidditch. Every time i look at you, i want to be near you. I want to spend my entire life with you. I want to build a future with you. I want to take every next breath with you, i want to grow old and grey with you.-” He took a deep breath , by this time you already had tears in your eyes anticipating what was happening. He continues,” - And I- and i- It is one thing to meet a beautiful woman but to meet your best friend in the most beautiful of women is something entirely apart.” He grinned referencing to Simon’s speech about Daphne in Bridgerton making you laugh. He took another deep breath , “ When i first started playing, i didnt think i would ever experience anything that would ever compare to how i felt when i picked up the broom. I never thought i would find love because quid ditch was my entire world and then there was you, equally as fast. Equally as cunning, equally as sharp as me on the broom. Thats when i knew i loved you, when i first saw you on that broom.I knew then that nothing mattered as long as i had you. That even if i didnt have quidditch and i had you everything in the world would be okay. y/n y/m/n y/l/n , will you do me honour of marrying me, of becoming Mrs. Oliver Wood and being with me for the rest of my life?” At some point he had sat down on one knee and was now looking up at you holding out a gorgeous engagement ring.

You wanted to play with him and say no but the emotions of the entire ordeal had completely overtaken you and you ended up saying ,“yes, yes, yes ,yes, yes i’ll marry you.” He picked you up and spinned you not before placing the ring on your delicate finger, huh that's why Angelina wanted to get her nails done with you. After placing you on your feet he kissed you. “Really? You want to marry me?” he asked resting his forehead against yours. “Of course i want to marry you dumbass , and even if i didnt after that speech who could refuse.” you chuckled and he joined you.

After a couple of moments of staying like that you took a deep breath, “I guess this would be the perfect time to tell you that im pregnant?” you said looking into his eyes. The second you finished that sentence fireworks burst around you. You looked up in awe but only for a second before oliver turned your face to him, he eyes glowing .”Your pregnant?” and you nodded. “I’m going to be a dad?” he asked again.

“Mhm, i found out this morning. I guess that's what you get for making your girlfriend, well now fiancee pregnant baby” you said laughing at him. He grinned before jumping up and down. He stopped and kissed you, his hands going to your belly. “This is the best day ever, the most perfect, goddess-like woman agreed to be my wife and im having a baby!” his excitement had you laughing.

After a moment you said, “So about those fireworks-” he looked down sheepishly, you smacked his chest “-Oliver how many people did you tell?” you said feigning accusation. “might've told everyone in the castle.” he mumbled under his breath. “OLIVER-” he broke you off before kissing you again.

You broke the kiss ,”that was a good way of shutting me up, love.” he chuckled, ”I know, can’t wait to use it a lot more when i finally marry you.”

As you two headed back to the castle , finneas remained singing ,”lets fall in love for the night.”

a/n-i hope you liked this, its my very first time doing something like this. Also i know the ending is kind of crappy but i can't think anything else.

*Do not post my stuff anywhere*

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Hubby- Tom Holland One Shot

Pairing: Tom Holland X Reader

Requested by Anonymous: Hello my love! can I get a cute request? just super cute domestic Tom and y/n. Because we all know love isn’t just about the grand gestures, but the simple moments or giggling together and making faces in the mirror as you brush your teeth, him stealing a slice of veggie off the chopping board as you get dinner ready, him complaining that you like too many cushions on the bed, the little mumbled ‘love you’ as you both go to sleep. I’m down for reading anything like that . love your writing :)

Prompt: Tom makes even the simplest of days amazing.

Word Count: 4800

Warnings: Swearing, sexual jokes/innuendos, some pain (Tom gets hit in the balls at one point), LOTS of fluff

A/N: this is for the lovely @cunaeparker ‘s writing challenge, the prompt is in bold! I combined it with the request because it just went so well with all the fluff!!

Masterlist Tom Holland Masterlist

*Gif is not mine*

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The familiar sound of a cell phone buzzing drew you out of your deep sleep. With your eyes still closed, you cuddled closer to Tom’s chest, hoping that the phone would quit ringing soon. He shifted underneath you as he tried to reach his phone on the nightstand, but seeing as you two were tangled up on your side of the bed and there was basically a mountain of pillows on his side, he couldn’t quite grab it without moving away from you.

“Just leave it.” You mumbled, not wanting him (a.k.a. your pillow) to move.

“Love, it’s my mum.” He laughed lightly, the vibrations running through his bare chest to your cheek. He pressed a kiss to your head, before you shifted off him so he could get his phone. He picked up the call and resumed his position as your morning cuddle buddy. You wrapped an arm around his waist and laid your head back on his chest. His free hand mindlessly found its way to play with your hair.

“No, you didn’t wake us.” Tom told his mother, but the raspiness in his voice didn’t go unnoticed by her. He laughed, “Okay, yes, you did.” He paused and you could hear her voice coming through the phone. Tom looked down at you for a moment, “Are we still on for the barbecue this afternoon?”

“We can be?” You answered. You both knew he obviously forgot to mention how his mother invited the two of you to a barbecue.

“Yes, mum, we’ll be there. What do you want us to bring?” He spoke back into the phone. “Vegetables? That’s not broad at all.” You lightly smacked his chest at his sarcasm, and his free hand came down to hold the hand that just hit him, “Okay, yeah we can do a salad.” There was another pause as she spoke to him before he replied, “Y/N would love to make some dessert.” Hearing him sign you up for food, you playfully glared at him. He said goodbye to his mother and tossed his phone to the side. You sat up and straddled his waist on your knees, your hands falling by his head to keep your face above his.

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Sexy

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Synopsis: Tom has a problem when you get asked a sexist question

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“For Robert, how has it felt for you as an actor to see what’s branched from that first Iron Man movie?”

You sat back in your chair and looked around the panel as Robert answered his question. He had been to a hundred of these panels throughout his career, but you were still getting used to them. An impressed smile tugged at your lips as he got the audience laughing with an otherwise well worded answer.

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It’s essay writing season for tons of students!

After being a college writing tutor for over a year, I thought I would share my advice with all you awesome people on tumblr. This is how I write essays, but if you’ve got more tips, feel free to add them below.

Happy writing. You can do it!

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Once in the fourth grade we had to go to a planitarium for some field trip, and when the voiceover said this is earth one of the kids booed. I didn’t get it then but I do now. I feel you my dude.

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A Malfoy By Marriage Masterlist

For seven years, you avoided him. Now-you find yourself married to him-by no choice of your own.

Part 1

Part 2

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Master List - The Snake and The Lion

Story Details (Story status: In Progress)

Chapter 1: The Hogwarts Express

Chapter 2: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft & Wizardry

Chapter 3: The Lion meets The Snake

Chapter 4: Potions Class

Chapter 5: Defense Against the Dark Arts

Chapter 6: The Goblet of Fire

Chapter 7: My Father Will Hear About This

Chapter 8: The Tri-Wizard Champions

Chapter 9: Calming Draught

Chapter 10: The Library

Chapter 11: First Tri-Wizard Challenge

Chapter 12: Trip to Hogsmeade

Chapter 13: The Yule Ball

Chapter 14: Christmas Day

Chapter 15: New Years Eve

Chapter 16: Grey Eyes

Chapter 17: Valentine’s Day

Chapter 18: It’s A Date

Chapter 19: The Second Task

Chapter 20: Blood-Replenishing Potion

Chapter 21: The Lionesses

Chapter 22: The Pride

Chapter 23: The Final Task

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#student #studentlife #studentproblems #studentlifeproblems #school #college #university #highschool #meme #studentmemes #relatable #funny #dank memes #memes #dank #study #studyblr #exam #test

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Sweets ~ Fred Weasley x Reader

Pairing: Fred Weasley x Female!Reader

Warnings: swearing, Umbridge torturing children, mention of death

Word count: 2,636

Notes: this is a random Fred Weasley one shot type thing I came up with on a whim and I thought it was kinda cute. The twins and y/n are in their seventh year and the trio in their fifth year. This can work for any house except Gryffindor & I’m sorry the title is so basic I literally couldn’t think of anything else

When Umbridge had come to the school, you had had a bad feeling. Not only due to her weird speech at the first feast of the year but her infuriating little cough when she interupted Dumbledore, her psychotic sugary tone of voice, how she’d brought up the ministry after only being in the castle for ten minutes. That really didn’t sit right with you. While she was making her speech, you’d heard Harry whisper to Hermione that she was at his hearing. “She works for Fudge,” he’d said. That couldn’t be good, especially considering the Ministry were refusing to believe you know who had returned. The Weasley family were some of the few who actually believed Harry was telling the truth. You’re parents didn’t but you did. The way he’d looked so broken when he came back from the graveyard, clinging onto Cedric’s dead body made your heart ache and you vowed from then to believe whatever came out of his mouth about the Dark Lord. Harry was the best hope anyone had at defeating Voldemort.

Naturally, being part of the Ministers right hand, Umbridge didn’t believe Harry so you had a problem with her from the start. However, your first detention with her had absolutely nothing to do with Harry and everything to do with your boyfriend Fred and his twin.

It had been a particularly bad week for you. First, you had gotten your period on Tuesday which put a dampener on things, Fred tried to cheer you up though. He made more of an effort to make you laugh, not that he needed to try very hard anyway. Then, you had a mountain of homework to get done and didn’t have the time to do it all in. Not with helping the twins with their growing business which was now having to be snuck around the castle because Umbridge had banned all Weasley products or with the amount of Dumbledores army sessions you were helping Harry with. Finally, Umbridge was announcing new rules left, right and centre and it was becoming increasingly difficult to keep up. You were practically walking on eggshells in fear of getting something muddled up and ending up in detention for a month.

You were hunched over a desk in the Gryffindor common room, which admittedly you shouldn’t have been in since it wasn’t your house, and you were scribbling down notes when Fred found you. He knew how stressed you were with trying to balance everything and the added pressure to do well in you NEWT exams. “Hello love,” Fred greeted before giving you a kiss on the cheek.

“Hey,” you reply without looking up.

“How about you take a break darling, you’ve been at it for hours. George and I left for the room of requirement two hours ago and here you are slumped in the same chair as before we left,” Fred tried to pull you out of the seat but you wouldn’t budge.

“Freddie, I need to get this finished. Snape’ll have my head if I’m late for one more homework,” just then a sharp pain hit your stomach. Cramps. Fantastic, just what you needed. Fred seemed to pick up on this as you scrunched up your face due to pain and picked you up when you weren’t paying attention. “Fred! Put me down,” you shouted but he didn’t listen. Instead he walked towards his dorm, laying you on his bed. Fred only had two roommates, his twin and their best friend Lee Jordan.

“You need rest. And something to distract you from cramps,” you hadn’t even mentioned to him that you were on your period but he knew. He could always tell, you tended to have more mood swings than normal, you were clingier and strangely you began to overwork yourself as you couldn’t do anything else like quidditch in your spare time. “George will be here with that soon. Do you want anything? I could go to the kitchen and get you a cup of tea or I could find some chocolate, I’m sure Lee has some in here somewhere,” Fred began to root around in Lee’s bedside table drawer but gave up when you told him it was alright. Soon enough, George wandered through the door and gave you a breezy smile.

“Ah Fred, never did I think I’d see the day you’d have a girl in your bed,” he joked before putting down the box he was carrying. It looked suspicious and you wondered how he had gotten it past Umbridge’s inquisitorial squad.

“Shut up you prat. Did you bring them?” Fred asked.

“Yeah, you sure you want to give ‘em her though? Not sure if they’re ready yet,” George replied, handing his brother a small box.

“See y/n/n, we’ve been testing out products to help with pain relief. You know, headache, scratchy throat, stomach pains. Thought it’d be a good idea to have a little range when we finally get our shop. They’re just sweets, normal flavours and all but pain relief potion and charms have been added in,” she nodded as he offered her the box and continued. “Try 'em if you want,”

“You can be our test run, tell us what we need to improve,” George added before you decided to just go for it and put one of the gummy sweets in your mouth. It tasted like strawberry on your tongue and as soon as you swallowed your cramps began to subside. “Feeling any better?” The younger twin asked.

“Better. Much better actually! Those things really work,” you exclaimed. Fred smiled at your excitement, he loved it when you were enthusiastic about the products, it showed your support for him.

“Good, take some with you when you go back to your dorm. In case the cramps come back,” he said as he crawled onto the bed beside you and pulled you into him. This was a regular occurrence, Fred and you sitting on his bed whilst talking with George. You had always been close with George, once you started dating his brother that didn’t change. When Fred wasn’t around, you and George would often hang out alone although it wasn’t very common to see the twins apart. The evening passed quickly and soon it was past ten and after hours. You hadn’t realised this and panicked when you remembered you’d have to get back to your own common room. You could have asked Harry to borrow his cloke but you expected he was either using it for some reason you didn’t exactly want to be a part of or it was in his room with him and you didn’t really fancy sneaking in their and having to ask. You decided to just chance it and take the quieter route back to your common room, although it was longer less people knew about it so it would be less chance of you getting caught. You bid Fred goodbye by giving him a quick peck on the lips and rushed out through the portrait whole. You had nearly reached your common room when heal clicks echoed in the empty corridor, it was then that you remembered the quieter route took a detour past the defence against the dark arts classroom. Since you couldn’t spot anywhere to hide, there was no way of escaping her. You sighed and turned to face the woman in pink.

“Miss y/l/n,” Umbridge greeted, a sly smile on her face. “Where have you been at this hour?”

“Well, erm… you see Professor, I was studying in the library and then I had to stop at Professor McGonagall’s office,” you began, dropping in Professor McGonagall’s name as you knew that if the teacher asked her, she would defend you. No doubt you would be questioned afterwards by McGonagall but you thought you’d fair better with her over toad face.

“Well then, you won’t mind if I ask you to turn out your pockets, will you dear? You should have some parchment and quill, perhaps some ink from the library?” She gave a small laugh and looked at you expectantly. “Turn out your pockets before I use a spell to it for you,” she said in the same tone. Realising you hadn’t thought this through, you pulled out a spare piece of parchment, a spare tie you didn’t even realise was in the pocket of your robes and lastly the box Fred had given you. You were really in for it now; the box had a large 'W’ on the top of it and the sides were decorated just like any other of the twin’s products. “What do we have here? Not only have you been wandering the castle after hours but you have also, undoubtedly lied about your previous location and been caught carrying Weasley products no less!” She cried. It almost sounded as if there was a gleeful undertone to her voice, that she was happy she would be able to punish a student.

“Professor, I…” you began before being interrupted.

“Detention. Tomorrow evening in my office at five o'clock. Now, I suggest you run along to your dorm,” you scurried off, not wanting to deal with the horrible woman any longer. Your mind wandered on your way back to the y/h common room. You had a date with Fred tomorrow at four thirty, he wanted to surprise you. You internally groaned at the thought of having to find a believable lie to slip your boyfriend. He always knew when you were lying.

“Freeeed” you drew out the word as if to soften the blow when you saw your boyfriend the next day. You didn’t want to tell him about the detention with Umbridge because he would ask why she gave you one and then he would only blame himself for not labelling the package more discreetly. It certainly wasn’t his fault, sure if the label hadn’t displayed the logo you might have been able to lie your way out of the situation but it was stupid of you to have taken the shortcut as you knew it passed her office, no one ever passed her office unnoticed. “I’m so sorry baby, but I forgot about our date today and I made plans to study in the library. I would cancel but I really need the spare time,” you explained.

“Hm? Oh, it’s alright, we’ll just reschedule. I’ll see you at dinner yeah?” He, clearly, hadn’t taken much notice of the conversation because if he had he would have been arguing about the fact that you were putting too much pressure on yourself. This was to do with the fact that George had been talking to him moments before about yet another new product and she expected his mind was still lingering on it.

“Thank you, Freddie!” You ran to hug him from behind and placed a kiss to his cheek before dashing off so that he couldn’t actually register what you had been talking about.

At 4.50pm you began the walk across the castle to Umbridge’s office. You’d never had a detention with her before so you weren’t sure what to expect. At five o'clock on the dot you knocked on her door. A quiet ‘come in’ was called and you entered. The room was sickeningly pink, cats on dishes lined the walls and the desk was frilly and lacey. The sight made you want to throw up but you pushed down the urge as you sat at the table Umbridge had pointed to.

“Ahem. You are going to be writing lines today, with one of my special quills and you won’t be needing any ink,” her voice was musical.

“Right, and what is it you would like me to write for you Professor?” You asked.

“I will not lie to my superiors,” she said. You gritted your teeth and nodded. “As many times as it takes you to fill two pieces of parchment. Front and back,”

You took the quill laying on the desk and began to write the words. You had a feeling this was going to take an awfully long time and was going to get rather tedious. Upon writing the seventh line you began to feel a burn on your non writing hand. You tried to ignore it, thinking you were imagining it and carried on but on the tenth line it got worse. You looked over at your hand and the words 'I will not lie to my superiors’ were being cut into your skin as you wrote them on the page. This was torture. Surely, she couldn’t expect you to sit there and endure the pain for however long four sides of parchment took to write. Alas she did, upon nearing the end of the back of the first page you noticed that an hour had already passed. Tears were threatening to fall from your eyes from the burning as you began on the second page. The stinging was getting worse with every line you wrote but you weren’t about to give Umbridge the satisfaction of knowing she had gotten to you. Another hour passed and you finally finished the second paper, handing it to the woman. “I do hope the message has sunk in. I wouldn’t want to have to bring you back up here for breaking the rules again,” something in her voice made you positive she wouldn’t mind that one bit.

You exited the office and all but ran back to your dorm, letting the tears fall down your face and cradling your bloodied hand. The prickling hadn’t stopped when you had put down the quill, the words bleeding from the back of your hand. When you entered, the room seemed to be empty so you made your way over to the bed to rest. “Where the bloody hell have you been?” Fred’s voice asked through the dark making you jump slightly. Quickly, you tried to wipe away the tears but it was no use. He flicked his wand to make the room shine with light and carried on “I checked the library and no one had seen you and then you didn’t go to dinner and… are you crying?” Fred’s voice softened at the end of his sentence. You let out a quiet sob and he rushed over to your side, picking you up like a bride and placing you gently on your bed. “Baby, what’s wrong? Is it cramps, have they come back because I told you that you could take those sweets,” he kissed your face gently and cradled you in his arms.

“Something like that,” you mumbled against his chest, carefully moving your hand out of his sight. You both stayed like that for a while before he placed you back onto the pillows this time noticing your hand.

“What happened to your hand?” He asked, worry seeping through into his words. You looked at him confused before he took the scarred hand into his own. He gasped at the sight. “Shit, she got you, didn’t she?” He said quietly. You only nodded and he questioned further wanting to know what happened. You explained reluctantly. “I’m done with her. I swear, she’s gone too far hurting you. Not even your fault, I gave you the box just to try and help. I’m gonna give the woman a piece of my mind, tell her how bloody messed up it is to do something like this to teenagers,”

“Oh Fred, don’t. She’ll only have you do it too, or something worse. She’s bound to have something worse up her sleeve, the bitch is evil,” Fred laughed shortly at that and wrapped his arms around you again.

“Okay, I won’t yell at her. But we have to do something, get revenge,” he stated. You giggled and looked up at him.

“What are you thinking Freddie?” You asked and clogs turned in his head before eventually he cracked it and thus was born his plan to terrify Umbridge with the firework dragon.

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imagine being at muggle university with Draco

-imagine that after the war, lucius malfoy is sent to azkaban

-narcissa is pardoned for saving harry’s life

-and draco is left with an overwhelming sense of guilt

-so to cope with that, he decides to continue his education by going to a muggle university amd learn more about muggles and their world, up close

-he goes for the full experience: takes 5 classes per semester and even lives in the dorms with a roommate

-that’s where he meets you

-the most beautiful person he’s ever seen in his entire life

-and yet, you’re a muggle

-you have three classes together in your first semester

-he is dead set on getting to know you, so on your first group assignment, he walks straight over to your desk and asks to be your partner

-working on the assignment together quickly turns into studying together for that class, and then the other classes you share, and then studying together for classes that you aren’t even in

-studying together turns into having lunch together

-having lunch together turns into movie nights at each other’s dorms

-squeezing in to try to fit on the dorm-assigned twin bed but also trying not to touch each other bc you’re both scared of making things ~weird~

-he loves getting to know you

-getting to know how you grew up in a lower-middle class family

-and you showing him your favorite “poor meals”

•the way you dress up 79¢ ramen to make it a million different dishes

•the way you turn cheap bagels into “pizza”

•the way you add spices to your plain 30¢ popcorn give it a whole new flavor (not a poor meal, but he loves the novelty popcorn tins your parents send you, too. the rainbow candy-coated ones are his favorite)

•they way you can season white rice to make it perfect for any meal of the day (his favorite is your dessert rice)

-he goes wrong somewhere

-because you’ve been hanging out for a year and he’s still somehow in the friend zone

-you schedule meet-ups in london over the summer

-he pays for your lunch every single time but you don’t get the hint

-late night phone calls while you’re away

-the next year, you plan your classes together so you can be in the same ones

-movie nights turn into sleepovers with innocent and accidental cuddling

-he becomes the person that you are the most comfortable around, and you are the same for him

-the two of you become the best of friends, and are nearly inseparable

-there is a law in the wizarding world, that muggles are not to know about the existence of magic unless you have the intention of marrying them

-in october of your sophomore year, on a night when draco’s roommate is out, he tells you that he is a wizard and explains all about this wizarding world

-junior year, he invites you to visit christmas with him and his mother at their manor

-and that’s when he comes clean to his mother

-he tells her how crazy he is about you and that he’s told you about their world

-narcissa is stern at first, because he isn’t even sure if you reciprocate his feelings, so he might get in trouble for breaking the law because the malfoys are on thin ice already

-but he assures her that even if you never fall in love with him, you’ll never tell anyone his secret

-narcissa agrees to meet you and have you spend christmas with them

-and you agree to come on the condition that draco comes and stays with you for new years

-so go and you meet narcissa and she immediately loves you, and it becomes very apparent to her why draco is so smitten with you

-you stay in one of the many guest bedrooms, but you spend most nights staying up late, flopped onto draco’s bed next to him just talking about everything and nothing in the dark bedroom

-you didn’t think it was possible for the two of you to grow any closer, but every day you spend at the malfoy manor you learn more about him

-then comes time for the two of you to go back to your house

-your family loves draco right away (of course they do, he’s polite and he’s smart, and he constantly makes them laugh)

-your younger sister develops a crush on him (who doesn’t, honestly??)

-but he finds it endearing and the two of you love to laugh about it

-for new year’s eve, you convince him to go to a party with your friends from secondary school

-you’re drinking, and dancing, and laughing, and the next thing you know, you’re kissing him at midnight

-and then you’re both smiling like idiots for a while

-and then you’re kissing again

-and again

-you’re kissing goodnight, and good morning, and goodbye

-and when the next semester starts, you’re holding hands as you walk around campus

-still spending all of your free time together, and still kissing all the time

-summer before senior year begins, you pick out a flat to rent together instead of staying in separate dorms again

-you start becoming intimate

-going on dates outside of school

-sleeping in the same bed for christ’s sake

-but it takes draco until april of your senior year to realize

-“y/n... did i ever ask you to be my boy/girlfriend??”

-you can’t help but laugh at him

-“no, draco. you didn’t”

-“oh, shit. do you wanna be?”

-“draco, we live together..”

-“well yeah, but do you?”

-you laugh at him again

-“yes, draco, i will be your boy/girlfriend”

-“should we tell our parents?”

-“you know, i think they already know”

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Cat and Mouse Game - Fred Weasley

Title: Cat and Mouse Game Pairing: Fred x fem!reader Warnings: NSFW, mentions of masturbation, semi-public sex, fingerfucking, unprotected sex A/N: I have a lot of feelings about Fred Weasley and very few of them are innocent. This is like 95% filth with some fluff thrown in at the end because I love Fred Weasley and he’s my only source of serotonin.

Tags: @tonksichu

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They’ve been playing the same game of cat and mouse since their Hogwarts days. They’d take turns leaving flirty notes for the other to find, grabbing the other’s hand under the table at dinner, pulling the other into a dark corridor for a few minutes of stolen kisses. Not much has changed between them since then, although their games are far less innocent.

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Astronomy Project

A/n: Set during 3rd year, PoA, during the middle/beginning of the year when there isn’t anything to disrupting happening.

Astronomy was usually a pretty good class. There was always an excitement when you got to go out after dark on a Wednesday.

Today it was more information about star movements that Professor Sinistra was teaching but a lot of your time was spent staring off into the glow of the night sky.

“And lastly, we’re going to be doing group projects. There will be four people in a group and you are going to have to research, almost like an experiment where you observe the stars every week for 2 months.” The professor said and you look to your best friends, who you were sat near, quickly. This was an opportunity you’d not yet been given in Astronomy and one you hoped you could make the most of by picking your own group.

There was a flicker of hope in their eyes as they looked at each other. “I’ll be picking the groups.” A sigh of disappointment was heard across the room and your shoulders slumped. “Hush, hush. The first group who will be taking the movement of Jupiter, Y/l/n, Malfoy, Thomas and Brown.” You couldn’t keep the disappointment off your face, the one chance you had to work on a project for Astronomy and you couldn’t do it with your friends. On top of that, you had to work with Draco.

There wasn’t a history between the two of you, you just didn’t like him much from all the rumours you’d heard throughout the three years you’d been at Hogwarts. As for Dean and Lavender, you were friendly enough with them.

While Professor Sinistra was telling the rest of the class their groups, you were preparing for the worst.

Five minutes was all the time it took for you to be sat next to your group, hoping for some miracle that could put you in a different space-time continuum where you got to pick your group.

“Maybe we should meet tomorrow at the library to discuss how we’re going to do this?” You suggest to the group. Everyone else looked just as bored as you felt.

Dean and Lavender nodded at the idea and Draco huffed.

You look over to your best friend, sitting with another group, with an ‘Avada-Kedavra-me-now’ look and she returned it. This was not going to be a fun week.

“Alright, I hope you’ve made some plans. Class dismissed.” Professor Sinistra said and you almost jump up from your seat to leave.

“So we’ll all meet at the library tomorrow before classes? We’ve got a study block.” Lavender asked, noticing Draco’s obvious distaste to the rest of the group, hoping he’d agree to participate and not be a dick about it.

You and Dean both nodded, looking over to Draco. “Yeah, fine.” He finally agreed and the group went their separate ways.

Seeing as it was late in the evening you left to your common room, chatted with your friends for a while before going off to bed in dread of the next day.

The next morning you skipped breakfast, opting to do a little bit of research in the library instead before everyone else turned up. You flicked through a few books about Jupiter and it’s movements.

Suddenly there were books slammed down on the table in front of you, making you jump in fear before looking up at… Draco.

He looked down at you with his eyebrows raised and his lips drawn into a line. His hair looked as it did last night, maybe a little tidier but his face was still as pale.

“Hey.” You said not really know how to talk to him.

He looked somewhere in between bored and nervous. “You weren’t at breakfast.” He noticed making you furrow your eyebrows at the fact Draco Malfoy noticed you.

“I wanted to read up on what our project was about.” You explained, still not sure why he was asking and why you were telling him. But there was something about him that made you not want to ask why he asked.

Instead of standing, he sat down on the chair across from you and opened a book. You watched as he read through his notes.

A few minutes later Lavender turned up and then finally Dean. You spent the morning working on the plan for the project, a plan which included dividing up all the work. Lavender and you were tasked with going up to the astronomy tower that night to observe the sky.

“So, we have the rooster and we’ll just follow that for the rest of the time we have to do this.” You said, showing the rest of the group the schedule you’d jotted down.

There was a collective agreement before you all went to your separate classes.

It had been three weeks and once again you found yourself bored in class, thinking about going up to the astronomy town tonight with Dean.

Classes seemed to be taking a long time but you finally made it to lunch, taking a seat next to your friends.

“Y/n.” You turned your head at Lavender calling your name. “Dean’s not feeling great and I have to have to help decorate a banner for the quidditch game tomorrow.” You nod at what she’s saying before realising what it means. “So, you can go with Draco tonight?” Probably the last thing you wanted to hear, you weren’t meant to have to go with Draco until the 5th week.

“Yeah, of course.” I should get points for this team commitment You thought while you agreed.

Now the rest of your afternoon classes were filled with dreading this evening. It was going to have to happen but at least if everyone kept to the schedule you would have had another two weeks to prepare mentally.

Finally, around 9, you walked up the stairs of the astronomy tower with your parchment, quill and astronomy book in your hand. You found Draco already sitting there, looking up at the sky.

You hadn’t seen him since Charms class but as the moonlight danced across his face he looked peaceful.

“Hi.” You said, trying to give him your best smile but honestly, it had been a long day after you failed a quiz on undetectable poisons and Snape yelled at you.

There wasn’t a lot of work you needed to do, just look over the map of the sky you had started the first night and trace the new location of Saturn onto it.

“Are you alright?” Draco asked as he continued to stare at you.

His question confused you, the thought of Draco being able to read human emotion really sent your head spinning.

Silently, you nodded. “Yeah, I’m okay.” In your head, you were debating asking why he asked, “Why’d you ask?” It finally came out.

“You just look…” He trailed off slightly, was it possible he didn’t want to offend you by using the wrong word. “Upset.”

The fact he could read how you were feeling was an even more concerning revelation. He stayed seated, watching you. Feeling awkward standing, you sat next to him.

Something about his now caring eyes made you want to tell him all your problems. “I just didn’t know 3rd year would be so difficult.” The perfect thing to say that didn’t disclose too much information.

“Potions?” Your eyes flicked to meet his quickly, concerned about how he knew. It wasn’t that people didn’t know, you just didn’t want Draco to laugh at you.

As you nodded at him, he smiled. Now that was something you didn’t see much. “I was waiting to talk to Snape, I didn’t mean to hear.” It almost sounded like an apology.

“It’s alright, just don’t tell anyone, please.” You rush out, a little concerned.

His face changed to looking worried. “I wouldn’t.” He seemed the type to. “You know, if you do need help, I can tutor you or something.” The generosity in his voice was out of character but charming.

“It’s alright.” Again you rushed out your reply. Maybe it was that you were nervous around him but maybe it was that you feared him a little.

He looked almost… sad. “Okay, should we get this done?” He asked, switching the conversation.

“Yeah.” You agreed, getting up and starting on the work you had to do. It only took about 5 minutes before you were walking down the stairs, splitting off from Draco with a ‘goodbye’

Another 2 weeks had passed before you went up to the astronomy tower for your project again. And you knew Draco would be there.

You left your common room a little bit earlier and made it to the astronomy tower before Draco was there so you sat on the ground with your feet dangling over the edge of the tower.

It was something that had always thrilled you, the fact that as amazing as magic is if you were to jump it probably couldn’t help you.

“What are you thinking about?” A voice you definitely recognised interrupted your concentration. Whipping your head around, you saw Draco standing there with the sky map and a quill in his hand.

His hair was slicked back in a middle part which is how he was wearing it there days. The way he looked at you with those sparkling blue eyes was such a difference from his usual personality.

“Not a lot.” You replied. “Just life.”

“Philosophical.” He quipped, making you smile.

“Not really, wanna get started?” You ask, getting ready to stand up.

Instead, Draco walked over and took a seat next to you. “Why don’t we just sit here and talk?” He asked, much to your surprise.

“What do we have to talk about?” You had to ask, even if it came off as a bit rude.

He shrugged. “Why you hate me.”

His statement caught you off guard, making you do a double-take to look at the upset look on his face. “I don’t hate you.” There was still a frown on his face. “I’ve just heard things about you and I’ve heard things you’ve said.” You mumbled out.

His face fell even more and you wanted to fix it but you didn’t know how. “I’m sorry.” You told him. “I don’t mean to judge you.”

“It’s okay.” Draco cut you off before you could continue. “Should we get this done?” He asked, standing up and offering you a hand.

As soon as you took his hand you noticed how cold it felt, and those silver rings were even colder.

Once he helped you up you got started on the project. It only took 5 minutes but being up in the astronomy tower with Draco was a nice feeling.

Somehow you had both ended up sitting in the astronomy tower and talking for another half hour.

“That first time in the library, you worried about not knowing enough, weren’t you?” Draco asked after a while, somehow he just knew everything.

Your eyes meet his again. “Yeah, how’d you know?”

“I’ve been in the same situation…” He mumbled, staring past you and into the sky.

“I just wish reading up on stuff could help me in potions.” You said with a sigh, over the past two weeks the class had only gotten worse and you really couldn’t keep up at this point.

“You know, I can help you out.” Draco offered again but now that you’d sat with him you didn’t feel so horrible about it.

“Are you sure you don’t mind?” He shook his head. “Okay then, tomorrow in the library?”

He nodded quickly. “I didn’t think you’d agree but yeah, I’ll see you after dinner.”

Sitting with Draco in a library was the last thing you expected to be doing on a Thursday night but here you were. It was quiet as usual and there were only a few other groups which you were thankful for, too much attention while you sat with Draco could only be bad, your friends had already had expressed their concerns about it.

You’d taken up a whole table with your books, parchment and quill and Draco was sitting next to you with his blonde hair looking as perfect as ever and those dreamy eyes.

“How do you get all of this?” You asked, feeling hopeless about an hour in.

Draco looked over with a smile, sliding a book in front of you. “Well, I am Snape’s favourite.” He joked, letting you laugh. “I guess I just understand it. Don’t beat yourself up about it, though. I’m sure there’s some class you’re really good at.”

You turned your head on the side, that probably wasn’t true. “I guess I like astronomy.”

He nodded. “So you were probably really disappointed with the groups in the project?”

“Yeah, but I think the whole class was.” You told him and he nodded in agreement.

Finally after about 3 hours of joking around and Draco helping you understand what Snape had been saying the whole time. You packed up your stuff quickly and walked with Draco out of the library.

There weren’t many people in the corridor so you walked together for a while before he asked, “Do you maybe want to hang out down at Hogsmeade this weekend?”

“Is the Draco Malfoy asking me out?” You quipped back, smiling as you look up at him before he frowned and you realised you might have come off as joking too much.

He nodded. “Yes, and will you accept?” Maybe it was mock confidence but it showed you he wasn’t going to back down.

“Yes.” You smiled before walking off to your common room, more excited about Saturday than you ever have been.

“So where do you want to go? I was thinking Scrivenshaft’s because I want one of those new quills and Honeydukes of course.” One of your best friends asked, rambling about the different places.

Awkwardly, you looked over to the blond Slytherin boy, standing with his own friends in casual clothes. “Actually, I was going to hang out with Draco, is that alright?” You squeeze out, feeling awkward.

“Okay, but we’ll talk about that later.” She said with stern eyes which made you laugh.

After they had let you go, you walked over to Draco and waited until his friends had left to tap him on the shoulder. “Hey, you.” You said with a smile that he returned.

“Hey, ready to go?” He asked, up close you could see the amount of work that he had put into his hair and it almost made you ask yourself if he was nervous. Not that it had been much different in your room this morning as you attempted to pick out an outfit.

“Sure.” You said, looking around to see just about everyone had left which made you feel less nervous about everyone watching you on what was basically your first date.

With the same, possible faux, confidence Draco took your hand in his and held it as you walked.

You’d done the walk to Hogsmeade a few times before but this time, with Draco every part of the walked seemed prettier and you chatted about classes and your friends. Much to your surprise, it didn’t even feel awkward.

“Let’s go to the three broomsticks?” He said, sort of as a question as he seaked your approval.

“Yeah, of course.” You agreed, sweezing his hand to comfort him.

Two butterbeers, a table in the corner later and you were talking about how much better your grade in Potions had gotten. His supportive smile did make you smile back at him. And maybe it was the dimly lit room, Draco’s kind attitude or the nerve you had lost but suddenly your hand was on his across the table.

He was a bit taken back and his hand twitched a little but eventually settled, holding your hand in his like you’d seen people do in the movies.

For two hours you sat together, just holding hands and talking. It wasn’t what you usually spent time during Hogsmeade trips doing but it was nice. Being with Draco was nice and nothing like you expected it would be.

“Do you want to go past Honeydukes before we have to go back to school? I’ll get you what ever you want.” He offered, noticing the time on his watch.

You nodded while getting out of your seat. “Yeah, but you don’t have to buy me things.”

“Seriously, I want to.” He told you as he laced your hands together again and you walked past some other students and out of the Three Broomsticks.

You past a few students from your year on the way to Honeydukes and they all looked at the pair of you with eyebrows raised.

Finally you got to Honeydukes and, as usual, you had to spent a few seconds admiring the wonderful shop. From the light green shelves to the glass jars full of candy, you were never not amazed by the store. Even the vibe of excitement between students over picking what candy to get was enchanting.

Draco noticed you’d stopped and looked over at you. “What’s up?” He asked, a little concerned.

“Sorry.” You quickly apologised, snapping back into reality. “This shop just does something to me.” He chuckled a little at the look in your eye and unintertwined your hands, wrapping his arm around your shoulder and pulling you into his side. It felt good to be so close to him, close enough you could smell the cologne he usually wore buried in his clothes.

He didn’t comment of it, instead letting you look at the candy as he lead you around.

“Okay, what’s your thing?” Draco asked a few moments later.

You didn’t even need to think about the answer. “Pink coconut ice, always.” There was so much confidence in your answer.

“Alright so pink coconut ice, exploding bonbons and tooth-spliting strongmints.” Draco told Mr Flume, the shop keeper you had come to love.

Once you got your candy you took it outside to sit on a bench. “I can’t believe I’m on a date with someone who likes exploding bonbons.” You said, rolling your eyes at him as he put one into his mouth. They were seriously not something you enjoyed.

“What? They’re so good.” He exclaimed, looking concerned for you. “Here, try one.” He said, picking it up and putting it near your lips.

You shook your head but his constant smile made you part you lips and he put it into your mouth. Inside your mouth felt like it was on fire, with a weird mix of acidic flavour and slight pain.

The urge to throw up was strong but you resisted it, swallowing down the ‘sweet’ as to not make a mess. “That was so gross!” You exclaimed, hitting him on the chest.

He laughed at you and it made you smile after the distaste was obvious on your features.

“Now you owe me some of this.” Draco said as he put a hand into your bag of coconut ice to get a piece.

“What? I can’t feed it to you?” You quipped as he put it into his mouth, that remark made him smirk.

And he didn’t have a comment for that but let’s just say that the rest of the project was much more enjoyable

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