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theromcommotel · 11 months

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LOVE LANGUAGES P.2 !!

ENCANTO KIDS !!

part one

also reminder! this is in terms of how they like to give their love

part one was how they like to receive it if you wanna check that out!

characters included: mirabell madrigal, camilo madrigal, luisa madrigal, dolores madrigal, isabela madrigal

MIRABELL MADRIGAL: words of affirmation

mirabell constantly felt as if she wasn’t enough throughout the movie

so she knows what it feels like to be all self conscious, so she wants to be your constant reminder that you are <3

she’s also very cuddly and she likes to kiss your cheeks almost every five seconds, but it’s cause she loves ya so :)

she also loves doing things for u! breakfast in bed - which i can see her getting julietta to help cook, helping you with basic chores, taking care of you when you’re sick (unless julietta is around so she can just cook you betta xD)

she also LOOVES making u little homemade gifts (doodles, cards, jewelry, etc)

quality time: 9/10

physical touch: 7-8/10

gift giving: 10/10

words of affirmation: 10/10

acts of service: 9.5/10

CAMILO MADRIGAL: physical touch

camilo (like i said in p1) is a damn love machine, he will give all the love he can, but also (like i said in p1) he CANNOT keep his hands to himself lmfao

he’s constantly holding you, in some way, he just loves feeling your guys skin touch. it makes his heart melt <3 he also may or may not do it to make pepa cry about that her little boy is growing up

he loves telling you how much he loves you, especially in flirty cheesy pickup lines 😭

“mi placer, i think i need a map, cause i keep getting lost in your eyes?~”

“oh my gosh, camilo..”

also yes, i headcanon he calls you “his pleasure” !!

i think he’d like gift giving - but the only thing he can give you is juliettas cooking and isa’s flowers cause this boy can’t make shit without setting the casita on fire 😭🫶

he also loooovesss seeing u all the time (he kinda stalks u when ur away😭) so quality time is a must!!

quality time: 9.5/10

physical touch: 12/10 !! lol

gift giving: 6/10

words of affirmation: 8/10

acts of service: 8.5/10

LUISA MADRIGAL: gift giving

luisa is the damn QUEEN of gifts

she likes to make them most of the time, but she does buy you things a lot too

she’s also very cuddly, but she’s careful becuz she worries she’d crush you when y’all cuddle🥺 (let’s be real, she’s probably taller)

she’s not so much words of affirmation, becuz she doesn’t know what to say a lot of the time

and she does like doing things for u, in terms of acts of service, but she’s a very stressed girl n she needs to focus on herself a lot yk :)

she also love love loveeeees to spend time with u so quality time is a go lol

quality time: 9/10

physical touch: 9.5/10

gift giving: 10/10

words of affirmation: 7.5/10

acts of service: 9/10

DOLORES MADRIGAL: quality time

dolores would hang out with you till the end of time if it were her choice

she loves spending time with you, and it doesn’t matter what ur doing

she also love’s physical touch (as mentioned in the last part) any touch can make her heart go 👆👈👉👇🫵👈👉👇👆🫵 XD so she loves to touch you so she can make you feel the same way :)

she loves words of affirmation too! pet names just make her internally explode lol

and as previously mentioned she loves gifts🫶🫶both making them and getting them

quality time: 10/10

physical touch: 9.5/10

gift giving: 9.5/10

words of affirmation: 9/10

acts of service: 8.5/10

ISABELA MADRIGAL: acts of service

isabela loves doing things for you and loves it when you do things for her

she loves cuddles too, and forehead kisses, whether she’s giving or receiving

she loves little handmade gifts - but she constantly needs ideas because she doesn’t wanna only give you flowers, and she grew up really only knowing her flowers, but she wants to give you so much more <3

quality time: 8/10

physical touch: 8.5/10

gift giving: 9/10

words of affirmation: 9/10

acts of service: 10/10

this took a lot longer than i wanted it to, and i am so sorry about that!!

i have been stressed out, finals coming up for me and all

but my schools just about out for the year, so i’ll be more active!

thanks!

-hermy <3

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iwannabecamiloshovel · 2 years

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Dolores: Stressed.

Luisa: Depressed.

Camilo: Possessed.

Mirabel: Obsessed.

Isabela: Impressed.

Antonio: Chicken breast.

Everyone: ...What?

Antonio: I just wanted to join in.

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fallingforfictionalcharacterss · 1 year

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Traitor pt.1

A/N: This is the first part of my mini-series, I really hope you´ll like it. While writing this I mostly stuck to the plot of the books and not the movies, so if you haven´t read the books (for some reason, I really can´t think of now) this might be a bit confusing at some points.

You watched the fire in the fireplace dying slowly. By now, the comfortable warmth it had radiated was fading, still, you and your fellow students were crouching on the couches in front of it and stared into the glow gloomily. Today had been probably the worst day in a long row of bad days. Not only that the DA had been exposed by Umbridge and was now at its end, but also your reckless behaviour had brought Professor Dumbledore in a more than just uncomfortable position, as Harry had told you. Your headmaster was by now on the run, after he had put off Fudge and his henchmen in his office. Now, the school would be fully exposed to Umbridge´s cruel reign. You didn’t even want to think about all the things that might happen in the near future in this school that -until now- had always been a safe haven for you and your friends.

“This is all my fault.”, Harry finally broke the silence and slumped in his seat. “I should have never even started all of this.”

But Hermione was quick to shake her head eagerly.

“If anything, it is my fault. Oh, Harry, you haven´t done anything wrong. This was all my idea.”

“You didn’t even want to do this. We talked you into this, man.”, Ron confirmed.

“But I´m the one who started this. I´m the one who took the lead.”, Harry argued, visibly upset.

“It really doesn’t make sense to put the blame on any of us.”, you cut him off harshly. “This is on Umbridge. And Fudge.”

“But I should have seen this coming. I knew that Umbridge was up to no good.”

“We all knew that.”, Ron said. The boy shrugged his shoulders. “And we all knew that she was going to catch us sooner or later.”

“We can´t change what happened. What´s important now is how we´ll keep going from here.”, you said.

“We won´t do anything anymore.”, Harry stated. “It´s over. We should just forget about it.”

“But there must be something we can do.”, you persisted.

“But Umbridge has the list. She can´t prove that we´ve done something, but she knows that all of us were up to something.”, Ron argued.

Hermione´s gaze shot up and suddenly she seemed to be as energized, as she had been when she had come up with her original idea of founding the DA.

“That´s it, Ron. You´re a genius.”, she stated. Even though you could see Ron flush in the dim light of the fireplace, the look on his face was as questioningly as on Harry´s and yours. But Hermione didn’t seem to notice. “Not all of our names are on the list. Don’t you remember?”

When she grinned at you excitedly, you realized.

Back in the day when everyone had met up in the Hog´s Head, you had been lying in bed with a nasty flue, regretting bitterly that you couldn’t accompany your friends to the very first meeting of the alliance forming against Umbridge. But maybe that exact fact could somehow help you out now. Because while back on that day, everyone had signed up on Hermione´s bewitched list, you hadn’t been there to do so. And by the time of the first meeting, you, as well as your friends, had somehow forgotten about the fact, that officially, you weren’t a part of the DA yet. And if Umbridge would use the list as a register of suspects, your name wouldn’t appear.

“But she still knows that we are friends. And even if there would be no connection between me and any of you at all – what am I supposed to do about the entire situation?”, you asked.

Hermione frowned.

“We have to think of something. And we need to be careful. We can´t allow any mistakes to be made once more.”

You nodded and let out a heavy sigh as you sank back into your seat. Just like Hermione, you weren’t ready to give up the fight yet, but on the other hand, for now, you couldn’t think of a single thing you were able to do in this situation. But as you saw Hermione´s gaze fixed on the fireplace, her brows furrowed and her lips moving constantly, as she talked to herself inaudibly, you strongly suspected that she was already working on a solution for your problem.

And your determination to do something -anything- about what was happening at your school only grew the next day. Because over the night new placates had appeared all over the castle. The Educational Decree Number Twenty-Eight announced that "Dolores Jane Umbridge (High Inquisitor) has replaced Albus Dumbledore as the Head of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry".

Many rumours were spreading around the entire school, suspecting what exactly had happened the day before. Surprisingly, many of them weren’t exactly wrong. At least most people were informed well enough to know that Harry had witnessed the entire scene and now he was bombarded with questions. And no matter how hard Harry tried to shield himself from the curious glances and remarks, somehow someone always found their way to him.

One of those people was Ernie Macmillan. You had always liked the Hufflepuff boy, but sometimes his constant talking got on your nerves. Today was one of those days, but then again it wasn’t that hard to appreciate his chatter, since he not only shared your aversion against Umbridge, but he also wasn’t afraid to say it out loud. And just like that, Ernie and Hermione worked themselves into a rage, gossiping about your new headmaster.

But as Hermione was using a barrage of not-exactly-friendly words to describe her, she was interrupted by a sneering voice.

“Do you really want to finish this sentence, Granger?”

You turned around, facing the boy who had interrupted Hermione´s hate speeches. Draco Malfoy had somehow managed to stalk you and was now standing behind you, accompanied by his friends Crabbe and Goyle and a superior grin on his face, making you suspect, he was up to no good.

And you were right. While the grin on Malfoy´s face only widened, he explained to you, that members of the Inquisitorial Squad had by now the authority to dock points from other students. And he promptly took advantage of his new power, as Malfoy docked five points from Hermione for running her mouth over Umbridge, and once more ten for her being a -as he referred to her- mudblood, five from Ernie for disagreeing with him, five from Ron, for not dressing properly, and five from Harry. With Harry, Malfoy didn’t even look for an excuse to dock points, simply stating that he couldn’t stand him. Finally, the Slytherin turned to you, eying you with a sly grin on his face. Until that moment you had just stood there, watching the scene quietly, simply left speechless by the audacity of the boy. You could feel your heart pumping loudly in your chest, as Malfoy´s grey eyes set on you.

“Let´s see (Y/l/n).” He paused, his eyes scanning every centimetre of your body, searching for something to criticise. You could feel your skin burning under his intense gaze. Finally, Malfoy looked up again, his grey eyes meeting yours. The smile on his face only grew wider as he said: “Five points from you for having such bad taste in friends.”

You looked at the guy in disbelief. It took you a few moments to find your ability to speak again.

“Excuse me?”, you squeezed out, as a part of you was still denying what was going on right now.

“You are excused (Y/l/n).”, Malfoy said in a haughty tone, making Crabbe and Goyle giggle meanly.

As he saw the dumbfounded look on your face, Malfoy just laughed, before he turned on his heel, and walked away.

Only when Malfoy was almost out of sight, you slowly started to process what had just happened. And with the realization setting in, you felt the anger boiling up in you.

“That stupid bastard.”, you hissed, grabbing your wand, ready to fire a nasty curse right at Malfoy´s back. “I´m gonna…”

“You won´t do anything about it (Y/n).”, Hermione cut you off, grabbing you by the wrist. “Not yet.”

“But Hermione, we can´t let him get away with that. We can´t let all of them get away with that.”, you said in a desperate voice.

“Oh, don’t worry. We won´t.”, Hermione said grimly. “And I already have an idea how we will do this.”

A few days had passed since the incident with Malfoy. You and your friends turned the situation over in your minds over and over again. And by now, you knew exactly what to do.

You walked along the corridors of the castle until you finally stopped in front of a pink-painted door. You took a deep breath and knocked.

“Come in.”

You pushed down the handle and slowly opened the door. As it swung open, you squinted. You were genuinely wondering how Umbridge was able to spend her time here. Everything was shocking pink. The walls, the accessories, even some of the furniture. By now you had no doubt that Umbridge´s preferred method of torture wasn’t as effective as if she would just lock up the students inside this room for an hour. There was no way anyone would ever want to risk getting in here ever again. As your gaze wandered, you noticed the many cat pictures on the walls. Even if the situation was more than serious, you had to fight a small smile that threatened to appear on your face. You were absolutely certain that Professor McGonagall had taken it as a personal offence when she had realized what Umbridge´s favourite pet was.

Finally, your gaze settled on the desk in the middle of the room. You could have taken the Professor for a part of her office as well since her entire outfit was matching with the walls behind her perfectly. You could see that your arrival surprised her. Umbridge raised an eyebrow questioningly, nevertheless, the toadlike smile on her face was the same as usual.

“Miss (Y/l/n). May I ask you what brings you here?”, she said. Her voice was sweet like honey, but not in a good way. You could see her eyes glistening suspiciously.

You shifted from one foot to the other, your hands buried inside the pockets of your cloak.

“I… I would like to talk to you about something Headmistress.”, you said.

Calling Umbridge like that was even harder than you had imagined. Your voice shook slightly, and you had to bring up all your courage to not pull a face in disgust. But luckily, even if Umbridge would notice how nervous you were, that wouldn’t necessarily be a bad thing.

“Well, have a seat then.”, Umbridge said and pointed at the chair on the opposite side of her desk.

You mumbled a small “Thanks.” as you sat down. Umbridge placed the cup of tea she was holding in her hand on the desk and looked at you.

“So, Miss (Y/l/n), tell me. What is your concern?”

“I… would like to talk to you about… About what happened earlier… the day Professor Dumbledore… disappeared. About the DA.”

You could see Umbridge´s googly eyes widen. The corner of her mouth twitched upwards as her hands clenched around the armrest of her upholstered chair.

“The DA?”, she said in an even higher-pitched voice than usual.

“Dumbledore´s Army.”, you clarified. As if she didn’t know.

“Very well. So you confess that you have been a part of it?”

You shook your head, even if it broke your heart to do so.

“I haven’t. But I… knew. About some things.”

“Miss (Y/l/n), I really appreciate the fact that you came here. But do you really want to tell me that you haven’t been a part of all of this? That all of your friends have done those awful things, but you were completely unaware of it?”

“I wasn’t unaware of it, Professor. I simply wasn’t involved. Harry has told us that you have seen the list with all the members. You know I´m not on it.”

“And why are you telling me this?”, Umbridge said, by now sounding slightly impatient.

“Because I know that what the others have done was wrong. I knew it back then and now I´m certain. I also know that their resistance is pointless. For my part, I want to be on the right side of this. And this is yours.”

Umbridge nodded slowly, her gaze fixed on you. For a few moments, she remained quiet. Then she let out a small sigh and smiled at you sweetly.

“My dear, I feel like this is going to be a longer conversation. Would you like to have a cup of tea?”

You felt your stomach drop. You knew what was about to come, you had talked the scene through several times, yet, you could feel the palms of your hands beginning to sweat. But you put on your sweetest smile and nodded.

“Yes please.”

Umbridge returned your smile and flicked her wand. From a sideboard, a tea service flew towards you and landed on the desk. Your hands shook slightly as you raised the cup to your lips. You could feel Umbridge´s gaze burning on you. When the warm porcelain touched your lips, you squeezed your eyes, trying to focus on a certain point in front of you. And in your head, you repeated the words all over again: Evanesco. Evanesco, evanesco, evanesco.

You gulped heavily, even though your mouth was dry before you put the cup back on its saucer.

Umbridge´s gaze fell on the cup, as well as yours. You couldn’t help but let out a small sigh. The cup was by now half empty.

Umbridge, who had seen the same, nodded with a pleased look on her face.

“Tell me, how are you feeling Miss (Y/l/n)?”, she asked you in a mellow voice.

“Good.” Your voice broke. You cleared your throat. “Good. I´m just a bit nervous.”

Umbridge smiled contentedly.

“There is no need for that my dear. It´s just the two of us. And we both want the same, don’t we?” You nodded. “So, why don’t we continue where we left off?”

“The DA?”

“Exactly.”

“What do you want to know?”

“Just tell me everything you know about it.”

Umbridge leant back in her armchair and folded her hands.

“Well, I don’t know exactly much.”, you hesitated.

“That doesn’t matter. Every little detail could be important.”

You deliberated a few seconds before you started.

“They were still at the very beginning. Professor Dumbledore had asked Harry to build the group. This was supposed to be the first official meeting.”

“The first official? So there have been interactions before?”

“I only know about one. They all met up to plan everything.”

“Who is all?”, Umbridge asked.

You shrugged your shoulders.

“I can´t be sure, I wasn’t there. But I suspect everyone from the list.”

“And what was your plan? What did you want to achieve with those meetings?”

“As I already said, I wasn’t a part of that.”, you pointed out. “But I know Dumbledore has asked Harry to teach the students how to fight.”

Umbridge´s hands clenched around her own cup of tea.

“To fight?”, she whispered breathlessly.

You nodded.

“Dumbledore held the view that the purely theoretical teaching in Defence Against The Dark Arts wasn’t enough. He wanted us to gain practical experience. And in his eyes, we didn’t do so in your class.”

“Obviously just an excuse.”, Umbridge interrupted you. “His goal was clearly a different one. The only purpose of this association was to form an army to bring down the ministry.”

“I don’t think so.”, you busted out. You bit your lip the very next moment, regretting your words.

But Umbridge didn’t seem to care. She threw you a compassionate smile.

“My dear, I totally understand that you want to think so. He had been your headmaster ever since you attended this school. But you have to understand that Dumbledore isn’t the man you all thought he was. Do you understand?”

By now, you bit your lip so hard, you could taste the metallic flavour of your own blood. But you nodded anyway.

“It´s just… so hard, you know? I always thought he was such a great man. And now he has done all those awful things. In the beginning, I thought that he might be innocent, but now that he´s on the run… I mean, why should he disappear when he isn’t guilty? But all of my friends still believe in him. And now they are all turning against me, just because I have doubts.”

Who hadn’t any doubts anymore, was Umbridge about your sincerity. By now you were absolutely certain that you had pulled the woman on your side. She tilted her head and threw you a -what she thought was- warm smile.

“I know my dear. But I can assure you that you have done the exact right thing. I am very proud of you.”

About half an hour later, you were still sitting in Umbridge´s office. The tea had by now gotten cold. Your Professor had asked you several questions about the DA, Professor Dumbledore and your friends. You had answered all the questions patiently.

“Well, I think that´s it. For now.”, Umbridge finally said with a sly grin on her face. “Or is there anything else you think you have to tell me?”

You pondered for a moment.

“The Galleons.”, you finally said. “The members were handed bewitched Galleons to communicate with one another.”

Umbridge nodded eagerly and scribbled down something on the pink parchment in front of her, which she had started to use halfway through to make sure she would remember every small detail you told her. Then she put down her quill and looked at you.

“Thank you very much, my dear. I really appreciate your effort. And it will be rewarded. Ten points to Gryffindor.”

You smiled.

“Thank you, Headmistress.”

Umbridge mirrored your smile.

“You earned it. You know what I told you. Good students will be rewarded, while bad students will be punished. Congratulations Miss (Y/l/n), you really honoured your house today. You have been really brave indeed.” Oh, if she only knew how much you had been. “You may leave now.”

You thanked the Professor with a sweet smile on your face and got up. When you had almost reached the door, you stopped.

“Headmistress?”

“Yes, my dear?”

“My friends… They won´t get in trouble for what I have told you, will they? I mean, I know what they have done wasn’t right, but I´m sure they wouldn’t have done it if they wouldn’t have been talked into it.”

“Don’t worry. I am very much aware of the bad influence Dumbledore had on his students. But from now on, that will change.” She threw you a tight-lipped grin. “So please tell your friends that from now on they will be responsible for their actions. And if they decide to keep on showing bad manners, I will take action.”

“I highly doubt that they will still listen to me after what I have done today.”, you responded glumly.

“They will understand that what you have done was for the good of all.”, Umbridge said softly.

You nodded.

“Thank you for your time, Headmistress.”

“Any time, my dear.”

Only when you pushed down the handle, Umbridge held you back once more.

“Miss (Y/l/n)?”

“Yes Headmistress?”

“Why don’t you attend the next meeting of the Inquisitorial Squad? By now there aren’t any Gryffindors in the group. But I want all students to be represented. I am sure we all can benefit from this collaboration.”

If she only knew how much you would benefit from this.

“I would love to. Thank you, Headmistress.”

And with that, you finally left.

But as you returned to the Gryffindor common room, the other students threw you some deadly glances and whispered with one another. And for the rest of the day, no one said a word to you, and everyone treated you with contempt.

pt.2

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princessofroses · 5 months

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Astronomy | Ron Weasley x Lestrange!Reader

Because he is bashed so much, I've decided to make a quick one-shot of my favorite Golden Trio Member ♡ Enjoy!

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Y/N Lestrange was an enigma at her school, everyone thought they knew everything there is to her. Her parents; Bellatrix and Rodolphus Lestrange, were Death Eaters during the tenure of the First Wizarding War. But most were shocked when they actually met the girl everyone assumed was a replica of her parents, especially Ron Weasley, who will never forget the girl at the Astronomy Tower.

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Ron Weasley huffed after a torturous Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson. The Bloody Ministry had decided it was a good idea to have Professor Dolores Umbridge be the next Defense teacher after the last one had turned out to be a psychotic Death Eater in disguise as Moody. But to Ron, at least the false Moody had something to teach. Professor Umbridge's idea of teaching was making everyone read an unhelpful book which would prove futile to their upcoming O.W.L's.

However, this day in particular had been troublesome, after a row with Umbridge, Ron had earned himself a 5 week detention, which would begin tomorrow. He was in such a bad mood, he wasn't even in the right mindset to speak to his dear best friends, Harry Potter and Hermione Granger.

"Ron, are you sure you're okay?" Questioned Hermione.

"I'm fine, come off it." Spat Ron, "I just need some time to myself."

Harry sighed, "Ron, I get it, you're upset, but we should stick together, we still have to prepare the next D.A meeting."

Ron looked at his tattered shoes in annoyance. Everything was becoming irritating. Umbridge, the D.A, his friends, his shoes and even himself.

Ron crossed his arms "I'll go." He paused, "I just need some time to myself, okay?"

Harry and Hermione nodded, albeit reluctant to let Ron go.

"Okay." Hermione said, "If you insist."

Ron sped-walked away as fast as he could. Initially, he was thinking of going to the dormitory, but he ran the risk of Neville, Dean or Seamus appearing, so he decided on the most unusual place in his mind. . . The Astronomy Tower.

Ron hated Astronomy, he got low marks in that area and he couldn't remember the difference between Ursa Major and Ursa Minor, he didn't care for the story behind Cassiopeia and Andromeda, and seemed disinterested in the Zodiac Calendar. But, he had heard the Astronomy Tower was always free during this period to anyone who wished to visit, so Ron decided to give it a shot.

He walked up the stairs, apologized to a few paintings for walking so loudly before finally reaching the Astronomy Room.

Looks Empty he thought. He used his wand to open the clear glass door that led to the balcony of the Astronomy Tower, but it turned out he wasn't alone.

There was a girl there, quietly humming to herself as she stared down at the Hogwarts grounds.

Ron was a bit ill at ease, he wasn't per say totally anti-social, but he didn't really want to see anyone right now. To ease the tension, Ron tried his best not to look bitter and angry.

"Um, hi. . ."

The girl turned around, she had beautiful (E/C) eyes and brilliant (H/C) hair that danced beside her shoulders.

Ron knew who she was at that moment. Everyone knew who she was. It was Y/N Lestrange, the daughter of Bellatrix, Slytherin Prefect and Draco's cousin. Ron's heart sank.

Fuck

"Oh. . . I'm so sorry. . ." Ron said nervously, "I didn't mean-"

"It's fine, you didn't disrupt me." She said nonchalantly, "You must be Ronald Weasley, you're friends with Potter, right?"

Wait what? Ron looked shocked, he had come up with all sorts of conclusions and ideas on who Y/N Lestrange was, but none of them matched with how she actually was. She was so calm, so collected and so. . . alluring.

"Well, yes." Said Ron, "You can call me Ron."

"Okay Ron." Y/N smiled, "So, how are you?"

Ron wasn't doing well at all, far from it, but the girl's smile was so perfect, he had never felt genuinely this way towards any girl before. He didn't want to rain on her parade, so he shrugged, "I'm good, and you?"

She smiled, "Tired, but aren't we all after that pink toad attempted to teach us Defense Against the Dark Arts?"

Ron chuckled and decided to position himself next to her on the balcony, staring down at the Hogwarts grounds. Voldemort may be on the loose, and he may have been entrapped in that detention, but at least he has something more to look forward to.

Meeting Y/N Lestrange again.

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A/N: What did you think? I take requests and ideas <3 I might turn this into a series, but that ultimately depends on what you think.

#ron weasley defense squad #ron weasley x y/n #ron weasly x reader #Slytherin x Gryffindor #harry potter #pro ron weasley #anti dolores umbridge #Hogwarts #feel free to request

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sesamestreet47 · 2 years

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That’s my girl

Camilo Madrigal x fem!reader

she/her for the reader & he/him for Camilo

blurb, fluff, very fluffy, very short

word count: 699

!english isn’t my first language, so there can be some grammar mistakes that I am sorry for in advance!

MASTERLIST

“Camilo, stand straight,”

“Ay,” Camilo groaned, but did as told. “I’m standing straight.”

“Five years. For five years I’ve been telling you this,” Y/N said, putting up five fingers. He looked at her palm, nodding.

She didn’t know what to expect, but what he did next was not it. Camilo placed his own palm against hers and interlocked their fingers. Bringing their joined hands higher, he placed a tender kiss on the back of her palm. She bit the inside of her cheek at this action. If there was one thing to always expect from Camilo, it was him being unexpectedly cute.

“Dork,” she muttered, untangling her fingers from his grasp.

She placed her elbow back on her knee and rested her chin on her palm. Staring ahead, she tapped her fingers against her cheeks.

Camilo stood beside her, not feeling like joining his girlfriend on the stone wall. “You okay?”

“Yeah,” she responded, but her eyes remained on the setting sun. Like she wasn’t exactly listening. Camilo’s eyebrows scrunched. Turning his whole body towards her, he took a step forward. Now vis-a-vis and blocking the view, Y/N had to look up at him.

“Mi vida, you’re spacing out,” he deadpanned.

“I’m just taking in the view,”

“This isn’t the first time,”

Y/N straightened. Her hands fell down onto her lap, her torso was now perpendicular to the ground. That way, they could see eye to eye. But did they?

“I’m fine, Camilo,” she said.

“I hope so,” he sighed. “Because if you weren’t that would mean you’re not telling me something I should know.”

She tensed at the seriousness that overcame both his features and voice. This was the less common side of Camilo Madrigal. The one he reserved for scolding his loved ones for not taking care of themselves. Serious Camilo was someone she got to meet a lot these past few months, actually.

Instead of responding, she reached down and gently took his wrist. Sliding her hand into his own, she brought it up. She placed it on her lap. With a sigh and a nod, she started playing with his palm, his fingers. Caressing his smooth skin, delicately touching his rough from all the work fingertips. She couldn’t help but notice how quickly the tension left him and soon his hand went limp. Free for her to play with.

“You care a lot,” she said quietly. “But you don’t need to worry about me. I’m fine. I’m happy actually.”

By closing his fingers on her own, he stopped her little game. “You are?”

“Very.” she smiled.

“Mhm,” he hummed, stepping closer and moving to hold her other hand. “Why? What’s causing you to be so happy?”

A soft laugh escaped Y/N’s throat. “I know you know. You just want to hear me say it.”

“Maybe.” he let go of her hands. His own made their way to her waist. His fingers rubbed up and down her sides, dancing across her skin. “Come on, say it.”

“Dios, it’s you.” she rolled her eyes. “There. Ego boosted enough?”

He shook his head, before staring deep into her eyes and placing his forehead against hers. “I’m gonna need a name. Who did you say makes you happy?”

She pressed her lips tightly as a smile spread across her face. “Camilo.” she responded after having a mental debate with herself about whether she should or not.

“Oh? Who’s that? There are a lot of Camilo’s in this world. You’re gonna have to be more specific-“

“Madrigal, jeez. It’s Camilo Madrigal,” she laughed, cutting him off.

“Camilo Madrigal? What about him?” he kissed her cheek.

“You’re insufferable, I can’t believe you,”

“That sounds like a you problem.” he kissed her other cheek. “What about him?” he repeated his question.

“Camilo Madrigal makes me happy,” she gave in.

He pulled away unconvinced. Raising his brow and pursing his lips, he stared at her. Y/N groaned.

“Camilo Madrigal makes me very happy, the happiest actually,”

“And?”

“And I love him very much,” she said, wrapping her arms around his neck. She pulled him back to her. “I love him more than anything.”

“That’s my girl,” he whispered before kissing her deeply.

MASTERLIST

thank you for reading <3

this is an old draft of an old version of a request i’m still working on

jeez, writer’s block can be a bitch

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sillysnack · 2 years

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nurse you back to health

💟 (x reader, romantic)

pair: camilo madrigal / reader

prns used: she/her (3rd person)

requested, masterlist here (for screenreaders click on the 1st mention of the word masterlist)

dt @kissingharu @kuhmeelo

a/n: back from the dead 🙇‍♀️ knocks on the camilo madrigal x reader tag... also i dont speak spanish! all spanish sentences are translated with google translate

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Pepa sighs as she holds up one of Julieta’s arepas. “Ay, Camilo. Deja de ser tan terco. (Ay, Camilo. Stop being so stubborn.)” Camilo shakes his head. “You said there’s a first for everything.”

Pepa rolls her eyes. “Not for stuff like this! You need to eat your tia’s food to feel better. Y/N’s worried about you.” Camilo’s eyes light up. “Where is she?” Pepa answers him, “She’s just outside your room.”

“Tell her to come in!”

The door swings open and Y/N enters, holding a sunflower with its stem slightly cut at a length appropriate to tuck a flower in one's ear. “Hola… didn’t know what to bring because I assumed you’d already eaten one of your Tia Julieta’s arepas.” Pepa clicks her tongue. “Even soy novia wants you to get better already!”

Camilo stays quiet for a minute, his eyes widen as if a light bulb appeared above him and then he talks, “What if she takes care of me?” Pepa furrows her eyebrows and it starts to get windy in Camilo’s room. “¿Quieres que ella haga de 'doctor' para ti? Dios, ¿así es el amor en estos días? (You want her to play 'doctor' for you? God, is this what love is these days?)”

Julieta walks in Camilo’s room, overhearing the conversation and taking any opportunity to tease her hermanita. “Atrevido de tu parte hablar así del amor juvenil como si no hicieras lo mismo con Félix cuando éramos más jóvenes. (Bold of you to talk about young love like that as if you didn't do the same with Félix when we were younger.)”

Pepa’s cheeks turn red as she glares at her sister, the wind in Camilo’s room is getting stronger. “¿Qué estás haciendo aquí? ¿No tienes comida para hacer? (What are you doing here? Don't you have food to make?)” Julieta winks at her. “Estoy tomando un descanso del trabajo. (I’m taking a break from work.)”

Julieta turns to Camilo. “I heard you want Y/N to take care of you.” He nods. Y/N takes a quick breath before talking, “It’s fine with me. I think it’d be fun actually.” Julieta smiles at them. The wind in Camilo’s room starts to die down as Pepa takes deep breaths. “It’s okay too, si estoy siendo honest. (if I’m being honest.) You just didn’t have to be so stubborn a minute ago if all you wanted was to be spoiled by soy novia.”

“Mami!” Camilo tries to stop the blood rushing to his face and fails. Pepa grins. “I’m not wrong, am I?” He reluctantly shakes his head. Y/N smiles and tucks the flower in Camilo’s ear. “It’s okay, it’ll only take a few days since it looks like Camilo only has a small fever.”

Julieta crosses her arms with a nod. “Si. It’s worse than the other things I’ve seen that needed to be healed. Por ejemplo, las picaduras de abeja de mi marido. (For example, my husband's bee stings.)” A smile makes its way to her face as she recalls Agustín’s multiple encounters with bees.

Pepa sighs as she turns to Y/N with worry on her face. “What if you get sick too and both of your conditions get worse?” Julieta answers for the young couple, “I’ll give them both something to eat. Don’t worry, Pepa. We’re here to take care of them from afar.”

Y/N quietly calls for Julieta and Pepa. “Hola… is it okay if I spend the night here while I’m taking care of Camilo?” They both nod in response. Pepa adds on, “We’ll tell your family all about it, I’m sure they’ll understand.”

“¡Ay, muchas gracias!”

Pepa pats Y/N on the shoulder. “It’s nothing. Thank you for taking care of my son.” Y/N smiles at Julieta and Pepa as the two walk out and hears them whispering to each other.

“Your son has a nice girlfriend, doesn’t he?”

“Si. Ella y Camilo son una pareja hecha en el cielo. (She and Camilo are a match made in heaven.)”

Y/N leans on the door after closing it, heat rushing to her face. She smiles to herself as she not-so-discreetly repeats Pepa’s statement about her and Camilo, “She said we’re a match made in heaven. Oh my God, I think I’m going to catch a fever too.”

…Y/N wasn’t so discreet about her excitement.

“Mami’s right, you know?” Camilo approaches Y/N and pinches her face. Y/N notices how the corners of his eyes wrinkle up as Camilo smiles. Her eyes widen in realisation and she quickly places her hand over her mouth, covering her whole face shortly after. “Was I too loud?”

Camilo shakes his head, a different smile tugs at his lips, this one’s playful, it’s teasing her, and it brings butterflies to Y/N’s stomach; different to the soft and affectionate one her boyfriend wore earlier– but nonetheless brought butterflies to her stomach.

Camilo plays with Y/N’s hair while talking, “You weren’t too loud, but I heard you. We are a perfect match.” He removes the flower she gave him earlier and admires it, twirling it in his hand.

Camilo clicks his tongue before talking, “Okay, maybe you were kind of loud. Well, I don’t know, I was able to hear it…” He clears his throat before transforming into Y/N. He mimics the way she repeated his mother’s statement with an exaggerated sigh, “She said we’re a match made in heaven.”

The shapeshifter tucks the flower in Y/N’s hair, “Now you be me. Pretend I’m sick.”

She nods and starts coughing. “Woe is me. I don’t want to eat free food because I want my girlfriend to take care of me.”

Camilo turns back into himself and furrows his eyebrows, placing his hands on his waist. “I don’t sound like that.”

Y/N does the same and mocks his voice, “I don’t sound like that.”

Camilo rolls his eyes before he and Y/N burst out laughing as they make eye contact.

“Are you sure you’re sick?” Camilo nods. “Check the forehead.” Y/N raises her eyebrows before placing the back of her hand on Camilo’s forehead. “Dios mío, ¿cómo sigues siendo tan enérgico? (Dios mio, how are you still so energetic?)” He rapidly shapeshifts into multiple people in between words, his father first, “I,” then Antonio, “don’t,” and his sister last, “know!”, before turning back into himself.

Y/N sighs. “Okay, now what? I don’t think you’re allowed to go out or to do any strenuous activities…”

Camilo groans. “Bed rest? That sucks.” Y/N shrugs. “You need it. Plus, there’s tons of indoor activities we could do that I’m pretty su–” her sentence is interrupted, “I’d enjoy doing anything as long as it’s with you.” Camilo smiles at Y/N.

The girl stands still, and speechless. “I was… I was going to suggest we paint the view from here…” Camilo smiles smugly and says, “Then get ready to see your face painted by a master artist.” He winks after. Y/N stares at him in disbelief. “Whatever! I’ll ask Dolores for her painting materials.” She walks away from Camilo’s room and makes her way to Dolores’s room.

Y/N taps the door three times with one finger. “Dolores?” She whispers, “I’m not sure if you’ve heard but, I was thinking that Camilo and I could borrow painting materials to… paint?” She doesn’t hear much from the other side of the door, but she’s sure that Dolores is gathering stuff for Y/N and Camilo to use.

Y/N’s right. The door opens and Dolores hands a bag of painting supplies to Y/N. “Enjoy, you two.” Y/N smiles at Dolores and replies, “We will. Gracias again to your family for letting me stay.”

Dolores chuckles. “It’s nothing. You’re part of the family now.” Y/N physically stops herself from squealing. She takes a deep breath. “Thank you.”

Y/N gradually dashes to Camilo’s room. She opens the door and quickly closes it. “Are you ready to paint?” Camilo nods. “Anything to do until you’re better.” Y/N kisses Camilo on the cheek. The two sit on the floor, cross-legged.

Y/N takes out the contents of the bag excitedly. “I’m going to paint flowers. Like the one Isabela makes.” Camilo smiles and looks for paintbrushes he could use. “Nice. And I’m going to make my favourite flower.”

Y/N’s raises an eyebrow, “What’s your favourite flower?” Camilo caresses her hair, and the flower tucked in her ear. “You.”

#encanto #encanto requests #Camilo Madrigal x y/n #camilo madrigal x reader #dolores madrigal #encanto fic #encanto x reader

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kittypatria54 · 1 year

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Encanto incorrect quote from the @carlosfruitsnacks story: “who’s the girl?”

(btw you can think of a POV that happened with Dolores, Mirabel, Camilo)

Dolores: *finds a note* Hm, what’s this? 🤨

Camilo: *embarrassed angry blushes* Hey, that’s mine! *tries to grab it* 😳😤

Mirabel: *grab the note from Dolores, analyzing it* Aww, it’s a love note for that “girl” you been hanging out with?~ 😏

Camilo: No-

Mirabel: *opens it*

. . . .

Mirabel:

Dolores:

Camilo:

Mirabel: I can’t read this.

Dolores: hm..! *walks away*

Questions for you guys to put in the comments or reblog: What Do You Think The “Love” Note Say When Mirabel Open It?

Quote from incorrect quotes generator

#encanto incorrect quotes #camilo x y/n #camilo madrigal x male reader #camilo madrigal x reader #dolores madrigal #mirabel madrigal #camilo my beloved #camilo madrigal #disney encanto #encanto fanfic #encanto fanfiction

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ryugujitr · 2 years

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🤧damn😩Five🫡you💖so🗿vicious🫣you🤭so😚clean🗡so😵‍💫delicious🥴how🤡come🙀you👀aint🌜got🌛no🚫missus😨count👹that🫰paper💐count🌬them🤗riches💸

#PINNED BECAUSE I LOVE HIM HAHAHAHAHA #the umbrella academy #tua #five hargreeves #no.5 #five hargreeves x y/n #five hargreeves x reader #five hargreeves x reader crack #five hargreeves x reader fluff #dolores tua #crack #fluff #i love him too much #FIVE BRAINROT #dolores doesnt count

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madrigalsfics · 2 years

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carlos madrigal headcanon

im obsessed with carlos rn SO HEADCANONS HERE WE GO

he’s very different than camilo

even though theyre the same age and were born at around the same time, not alot of people believe that theyre twins, identically, sure, but other than that, hell no

camilo is very bright and the family entertainer, as for carlos, he’s kind of the person that wishes the balloon at a birthday party chokes someone, and he’d like it

when he met you, he thought you were a normal person

that was until he took you all in

he would think about you all the time and just spend his days daydreaming

everyone knew something was wrong when he laughed out loud for once, and it was at something ACTUALLY funny

pepa had julietta check to see if he’s delirious or something

but when he was fine, everyone was just so confused

yet so scared

you kind of caught on that he likes you and confessed to him, he was over the moon

he’d sneak out and hang with you all day

he was in love

he decided to have you meet his family, since he loved you too much and his heart would explode if he didn’t because the thought of it was already too much

when that happened, his entire family stared at you as if you were some sort of angel

they thought you changed him for life

that was until camilo walked past them and carlos started glaring at him

they realized it was just you

“how come he can’t treat us like that”

when you’re not there, he’d be extra dark and creepy like he always is

he’s very protective of you

and EXTREMELY jealous

even of his own brother

he once caught camilo talking to you, he was asking about how to get a perfect date with this girl he liked

thats not what carlos thought

“he was just asking something about another girl he LIKES!”

“it’s a trick to get you to talk him!”

“oh my god.”

overall, even tho he’s a complete menace, he still only has a soft spot for you that will never be gone

#carlos madrigal #carlos madrigal x y/n #carlos my beloved #carlos madrigal x reader #carlos x reader #camilo #camilo imagine #camilo madrigal #dolores madrigal #camilo disney #carlos #camilo madrigal x reader #pepa madrigal #madrigal family #julieta madrigal #Disney #Encanto Camilo #encanto imagines #Encanto

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lafamiliamadrigalpt · 1 year

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Camilo: You think I look bad? You should see the other guy

Y/n: There was no other guy, you fell out a window

Dolores: ...

Mirabel: ...

Abuela Alma: ...

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iwannabecamiloshovel · 2 years

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Camilo: Remember that time you dared me to lick a swingset?

Dolores: No, I said "Camilo, don't lick that swingset" and you said "Don't tell me what to do" and licked the swingset.

#encanto x y/n #camilo madrigal #camilo madrigal x reader #encanto x reader #camilo encanto x reader #camilo x reader #camilo x you #camilo imagine #camilo simp #camilo supremacy #camilo incorrect quotes #dolores my beloved #encanto dolores #dolores x reader #dolores madrigal #dolores supremacy #dolores incorrect quotes

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isuckatwritingsobenice · 2 years

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Imagine dancing with your fictional crush like this

this isn’t the entire image i just really liked this part, credit to the original artist! it is not mine! i just found it on google!

#alastor x reader #levi ackerman x y/n #hazbin hotel x reader #gravity falls #encanto dolores #mirabel encanto #camilo x y/n #your boyfriend x reader #fictional men #fictional crushes #character x you

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fallingforfictionalcharacterss · 1 year

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Traitor pt.4

pt.3

After the exam the next day, you were a nervous wreck. Not only because you were pretty sure you had screwed up the question about the Goblin riots of the eighteenth century, but also because Harry had some kind of seizure in the middle of the exam. With a worried look on your face, you had watched him leave the room, sharing a short look with Hermione, who just shrugged her shoulder, looking just as helpless as you.

After the exam, you spent the time until dinner with Draco, Blaise and Pansy, until you finally went to the Great Hall. But none of your Gryffindor friends was in sight.

When you already wanted to leave again, you saw Ginny entering the hall, her eyes wandering around, until her gaze settled on you. When she passed you, she let a small piece of parchment fall onto the ground right next to your seat. After a few seconds had passed, you unobtrusively picked it up. Need to get to Umbridge´s office, distract the others. You looked up and saw Ginny sitting a few meters away from you. As she looked in your direction, you gave her a short nod.

“We should go down to the lake again.”, you suggested after dinner.

Pansy, who had by now grown into somewhat accepting your presence, groaned.

“I don’t want to go outside. It´s so warm.”

“Exactly. We´ve been in here the entire time, cramming. The weather is so beautiful. We should take advantage of that.”, you tried again.

But Pansy shook her head.

“I don’t want to.”, she said in a whiny voice. “I´ll get back to the common room.”

That wasn’t that bad either. You couldn’t keep an eye on her there, but the Slytherin common room was located in the dungeons, far away from Umbridge´s office. You shrugged your shoulder defeated.

“Alright, your loss then.”

“I´ll join you (Y/n).”, Draco said, lying an arm around your shoulder, making you blush immediately.

“Of course you do.”, Pansy muttered, but you could see an amused grin playing around her lips, even though she tried to hide it.

“Blaise?”, you asked, looking at the tall boy questioningly.

Blaise´s gaze flickered from you to Draco and back to you.

“I think I´ll join Pansy.”, he smirked, winking at his best friend in a not exactly subtly way, that only made the blush on your cheeks deepen.

“Let´s go then.”, Draco said happily, as he took your hand as if it was the most normal thing to do.

And you followed him without hesitation.

Lazily lying down by the shore with Draco was by now definitely one of your favourite things to do. Especially now, that you didn’t have to spend time on studying for your exams anymore. However, today, you couldn’t quite relax. You were leaning with your back against the trunk of the tree again, while Draco had placed his head on your lap. Your hands were tangled in his hair, drawing lazy circles on his scalp, making the boy sigh comfortably. But while right now nothing but this moment should matter, your thoughts drifted away regularly, and you involuntarily tensed under Draco. The boy obviously noticed. And as you once more didn’t answer the question, he had asked you, he sighed and opened his eyes, glaring up at you.

“What is it (Y/n)?”

“Hmm?”

“You´ve got something on your mind, don’t you?”

You just shrugged your shoulders.

“Is it because of Potter? Are you worried about him?” If you wouldn’t be so occupied with your own thoughts, you probably would have noticed the jealous undertone in his voice.

“Yes. No! Well obviously I´m worried; he broke down.”

“But he was back on his feet right after it. He´ll be fine.”

The fact that Draco didn’t make any snarky remarks about the disastrous failure of his archenemy showed you how much he tried to calm you down.

“I know. And that´s not what…” You took a deep breath. “Draco, I need to tell you something.”

Your timing probably couldn’t be worse, but then again you highly doubted that it would ever be right. And you really needed to get this off your chest. You just couldn’t lie to the boy any second longer.

As he noticed the seriousness in your voice, Draco slowly sat up and looked at you attentively.

“What is it (Y/n)?”

You sighed.

“I… I don’t know how to tell you. It´s just… Draco you… I like you, okay? I genuinely do and I´m just scared that if I tell you… You´re gonna hate me if I do.”

You turned your head, fixing your gaze on the lake that was glistening in the light of the setting sun.

Only when you felt some hands carefully cupping your cheeks and gently forcing you to turn your head again, you did so. Still, your gaze was fixed on the ground.

“(Y/n). Hey, look at me.” Draco´s voice was as soft as you had never heard it.

Slowly, you glanced up at him smiling down at you.

“(Y/n). I want you to listen to me, okay? I could never hate you. There´s nothing in this world you could do that would ever change what I´m feeling for you.”

Normally, you would have blushed now due to his words, but right now, he unknowingly made things only harder for you. You could feel tears pricking in your eyes.

“That´s even worse.”, you whispered. “Because I don’t want to hurt you.”

A small smile appeared on Draco´s face.

“I guess that´s a risk you must be willing to accept if you love someone.” You blinked quickly to banish the tears welling up. “(Y/n), whatever it is. You can tell me.”

You took a deep breath and tried to calm down. Only when you had managed to do so, you started to talk.

“Before all of this, I never really liked you, you know that Draco?”

The boy let out a small chuckle.

“Don’t you say.”

“And I didn’t like what you and your friends stood for. And when Umbridge turned up, it only got worse. I mean, everything she has done… She´s just such a horrible person. And I hate everything she has done to this school. Done to us.”

Draco narrowed his eyes.

“Why did you become a part of all of this then?”

“That´s the point, Draco. I never really wanted to. When all of this started and before we got… before all these things between us happened, it was all just… In the beginning, all of this was nothing but a l…”

You were interrupted by a silvery ball of light, that suddenly intervened. Irritated, you turned your head, looking at the orb.

“Emergency.”, Umbridge´s shrill voice echoed from the ball. “Meeting at my office. Immediately!”

And with that, the orb was gone again.

You stared at the place where it had vanished in shock. But Draco was already on his feet.

“C´mon (Y/n). We have to go.”, he said in an antsy voice.

“But…”

“You heard her.”

“We aren’t her servants, Draco.”

“But it´s an emergency.”

“What I have to tell you is urgent too.”

Draco stopped his movements and looked at you.

“Tell me then.”

You stared at the boy, towering over you. You wanted to tell him. You really wanted to. No, you needed to. And since you suspected that the message had something to do with Ginny´s note it was probably even more important to tell him now, before he would find out any other way. But right now, you felt as if the spell between the two of you was broken. What you were about to tell him needed time. It needed an explanation. And now you weren’t able to take that time.

You sighed.

“Never mind.”, you mumbled.

Draco nodded and offered you his hand as he helped you up.

“We´re gonna talk about it after this.”, he said, smiling at you, as if he had no doubt that after whatever was going to happen you would still be whatever you were right now.

But for some reason, you highly doubted this. And for that reason, you held onto his hand tightly as you made your way back to the castle, clinging on to it as if it was for the last time.

Draco knocked twice before he opened the door to Umbridge´s office. As he entered, he stopped in the doorframe.

“Now look at this.”, he said. His voice sounded dangerously joyful.

Only when Draco finally stepped aside, so you could enter behind him, you could see what had brought the huge smile on the boy´s face. Your heart stopped.

There were your friends, held captive by your other friends. Cassius Warrington held his wand to Ron´s throat like it was a knife, Millicent Bulstrode held onto Hermione tightly, two Slytherin girls from a year above you did the same to Ginny and Luna, and Crabbe kept Neville in a stranglehold. Pansy and Goyle stood off the beaten track and watched the scene with huge grins on their faces. Harry was sitting on a chair in the middle of the room, while Umbridge towered over him with a spiteful smile on her lips.

You watched the scene like a rabbit in headlights. Only when Draco, who was still holding your hand, pulled you to the side and sat down in one of Umbridge´s armchairs, you moved again, following the boy, but your gaze was still fixed on the scene in front of you.

Just as you started to realize what was happening, the door opened again, and Professor Snape joined you.

“You asked for me, Headmaster?”, Snape asked in his usual unimpressed voice, but you could see his eyes flickering through the room restlessly.

“Ah, Professor Snape.”, Umbridge said and her smile only widened. “Would you please bring me another vile of Veritaserum? I need it as soon as possible.”

But Umbridge´s smile fainted the second Snape explained to her that he didn’t possess any truth serum at the moment and that it would take about a month to brew a new one.

You had never seen the woman that furious and it scared you. You shared a glance with Draco, who looked slightly alarmed as well.

“Very well.”, Umbridge suddenly said after Snape had left again in an unusual calm voice that was even more concerning than her previous tantrum. “The Cruciatus Curse should loosen your tongue.”

You could hear Hermione letting out a strangled cry before she assailed the Professor to change her mind, but Umbridge seemed to have made a decision. You looked at the others, unsure of what to do. Even the other members of the Inquisitorial Squad seemed to be uneasy, not sure whether they should do something about this obvious crossing of a border, or not. Your hand clenched around your wand, ready to do whatever would be necessary to keep Umbridge from torturing Harry like that, but as your gaze found the one of your friend, he shook his head slightly, connoting you to not do something stupid.

“But Hermione is right, Headmistress.”, you quietly spoke up. All eyes were now lying on you. “I mean, we did all of this to protect the Ministry, didn’t we? Because they broke the rules. Then we shouldn’t be allowed to break the laws we´re trying to protect, should we?”

But Umbridge didn’t even seem to listen to you.

“Shut your mouth!”, she said in a shrill voice. “Don’t talk about things you don’t understand, silly girl.”

Draco wrapped his hand around your wrist, pulling you closer to him, looking up at you with a gaze that clearly meant that you should listen to the woman.

Umbridge had by now raised her wand. It shook slightly in her hand. An expression of madness had appeared on her face and her eyes were glistening maliciously.

Your hand clenched into the firm material of Draco´s sleeve, as you watched the teacher scanning Harry´s body for the most convenient place for the curse to hit.

But before she could vocalize the curse Hermione stepped in again. By now tears were running down her cheeks. Umbridge lowered her wand, as she saw that Hermione was at her breaking point, ready to tell her what was going on. For a moment you could have sworn to see some regret flashing in her eyes, as she realized that she wouldn’t get to torture Harry today.

But when Hermione started to tell Umbridge about Dumbledore´s secret weapon, everything else seemed to be forgotten.

You looked at Hermione with widened eyes. How was it possible that you didn’t catch any of that? You highly doubted that you would have forgotten if your friends had told you about it. Hadn´t they told you this because they didn’t trust you anymore? Because they thought that they might had lost you to the enemy?

But as you looked at Harry, who seemed to be just as confused as you by Hermione´s statement, you slowly started to realize that your friend was trying to fool Umbridge once more. And it seemed to work because the expression of madness now gave way to one of hunger.

Finally, she seemed to be convinced by Hermione´s report.

“Very well, my dear. Then show me the way. And we will take Potter with us.”, Umbridge said.

“Professor.”, Draco now spoke up. “Don’t you think a few of us should accompany you? We could…”

But Umbridge didn’t seem to like the idea of anyone else accompanying her, so she left with Hermione and Harry, ordering you to not let any of the others escape.

You stared into the void. If you might had forgotten in the last few weeks what exactly the operation had been good for, you had been reminded of it today painfully. You had known that Umbridge was a cruel person, but even in your wildest dreams, you would have never imagined her to be willing to hit one of her students with an unforgivable curse. And the people you had grown into liking so much in the last few weeks had just been standing there, doing nothing about it. But then again, you had done nothing about it too. The recent events had changed you so much, you barely recognized yourself anymore. And you hated it. You had gotten yourself into a position where, no matter what you would do, it would be wrong. But now wasn’t the time to pity yourself. You had to think up a plan for how you would be able to get your friends -your real friends, who had been your family ever since you attended Hogwarts- out of here.

Umbridge had left almost half an hour ago and had left you in her office. By now, the members of the Inquisitorial Squad had sat down on the chairs, pointing with their wands at the others, who were standing in one corner of the room. The atmosphere was tense, and no one said a word. You let your eyes wander around the room, searching for any advantages that might benefit you in here. Your eyes settled on Umbridge´s desk, where she had placed the wands of your friends. Their owners stood only two meters away from them. Still, it was almost impossible to reach them. Not if all those people watched them closely, only waiting for them to make a move.

You needed to distract them. But you had no idea how to do it.

“Where do you think they went?”, you finally broke the silence.

Draco shrugged his shoulders.

“They could be anywhere.”

“But it needs to be close. Students aren’t allowed to leave the school ground. And if they have worked on it before…”, Pansy stepped in.

“Maybe the room of requirement?”

You shook your head.

“That wouldn’t make sense. They know we can get in there.”

Silence.

“I mean, it depends on what this weapon is, doesn’t it?”, you spoke up again. If you would just keep talking long enough they might get inattentive and you would provide your friends with the chance they needed.

“Do you think they hid it in their dorm?”, Draco asked.

You shook your head.

“If it´s so dangerous that they think it can defeat Umbridge then they won't keep it in their place. Besides, I´ve never seen anything in there.”

“Maybe somewhere outside?”, Pansy suggested. She lowered her wand a bit as she thought about it. “Only if it won´t get affected by the weather of course.”

You shrugged your shoulders.

“Maybe. What do you think, Millicent? Crabbe, Goyle?”

The three turned around, looking at you irritated. Since neither of them was the sharpest knife in the drawer, they weren’t used to getting engaged in a conversation that required actual thinking.

And that was all your friends needed. In a quick movement, Ron sprinted towards the desk, grabbed the wands, ducked away from a curse Draco had fired on him as soon as he realized what Ron was up to, and threw the wands to his friends.

Since they were caught by surprise, your friends managed to throw some curses at their opponents, before they were even able to react. Still, the fight to reach the door was bloody. But one by one your friends managed to bring the members of the Inquisitorial Squad down. Lastly, Ginny jinxed a Full Body Bind on Pansy, who sank to the ground.

Now only Draco and you were still left. It would have been a hopeless fight, even if you were truly on the side of the Inquisitorial Squad.

But the moment Ginny was distracted hexing Pansy, Draco suddenly sprinted forwards, grabbing the girl by her wrist, his wand pointing at her head.

“No one leaves the room, or your little friend will pay for it.”, he hissed.

The others, who were almost at the door froze. You could see Ron´s entire body tense and his eyes were flickering murderous as he saw Draco having a tight grip on his little sister.

“Malfoy, if you hurt her, I will…”

“That´s up to you, Weaselbee. And to your friends. Wands down.” Ron lowered his wand immediately, as well as Luna, but Neville hesitated. “Now, Longbottom. I won´t ask again.”

Slowly, Neville obeyed. Draco grinned brightly.

“Well, well, well. At least you are better friends than fighters. (Y/n), get their wands.”

You stared at the boy, not quite realizing he was talking to you. The entire time you had remained in a corner of the room, not quite sure what to do. But now you had no other chance but to take action.

“(Y/n). What are you waiting for?”

You caught Draco´s gaze. He was panting heavily, but there was a triumphant shimmer in his eyes. He was absolutely certain he had won. The enemy was under control and he had not the slightest doubt that you would follow his orders.

Slowly, you stepped towards the others, your wand in your hand.

“(Y/n). What do you think you´re doing?”, you heard Ron´s aghast voice.

Your gaze was flickering from the redhead to the blond boy, who was smiling at you.

“I have no idea.”, you said in a hollow voice. It was calm, but your hand shook vigorously as you raised your wand. Slowly, you turned around to Draco, the tip of your wand now pointing towards him.

“(Y/n)… What…?”

“Let her go Draco.”

And as you looked into Draco´s eyes, it almost broke your heart. You could see how his gaze changed. From irritation to realization to the ultimate defeat. The grip he had on Ginny loosened and the girl freed herself, but Draco didn’t even seem to notice, as his eyes never left yours. You remained rooted in your spot, your wand still pointing at him, while the boy didn’t even make any effort to raise his.

“We should leave before the others recover.”, you heard Ron´s voice through a haze. “(Y/n), are you coming?”

But you shook your head, your gaze still fixed on Draco.

“You go. I´ll stay.”

“But…”

“Leave. Now!”, you snapped and turned your head to Ron and looked at him vividly.

“C´mon Ron. She´ll be alright.”, Luna said in a soft voice, as she grabbed her brother by his arm and dragged him behind her. Ginny and Neville followed them.

You waited a few more moments to make sure they were out of reach before you lowered your wand. But Draco still didn’t reach for his. Instead, he just continued staring at you.

“I… Draco, I´m so sorry. I wanted to tell you, but I…”

“Since when?” Draco´s voice sounded clear and controlled.

You lowered your gaze. There they were again, the tears burning in your eyes.

“Since when (Y/n)?”

“Since the beginning.” It was just a whisper.

Draco nodded. His face showed no emotion.

“Draco, I really am sorry. I would have never done that if I would have known… I mean, this thing between us that was never…” You took a step towards Draco, but he backed off.

“You should go now. When they get up again, you don’t want to be here anymore.”

“But I…”

“Damn it, (Y/n). I told you to leave. So get lost.”

Draco´s voice broke as he glared at you. And when you saw the tears welling up in his eyes as well, you knew that your betrayal on him was even worse than you had ever imagined. So instead of trying to explain to Draco once more something that -at least it seemed to you like that right now- had absolutely no justification, you just nodded and turned around.

Only when you had almost reached the door, you looked at Draco once more. He was still standing at the same spot; his shoulders were trembling.

“Just so you know; whatever we had – that wasn’t part of the plan.”

You could feel the tears running free by now. Draco didn’t show any signs he had even heard what you had just said.

And only when you were long gone, a single tear made its way down his face, making the boy wonder how -within minutes- the possible best thing that had ever happened to him turned out to be the worst.

pt.5

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