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marypaol · 4 months

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Cold Heart

Draco x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Aftermath of a fight, soft angst, that’s all :)

Summary: Reader and Draco have a fight over something they can’t even remember and they sleep in separate beds. But all that changes when Reader has a nightmare.

Note: I don’t use Y/N, if that’s okay :)

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The feelings inside her chest were unbearable. It was a feeling of loneliness and hurt settling in her chest making her feel uneasy. The tension between them was thick yet awkward at the same time, so thick she didn’t know what to say next. Like if she tried to say something the air would drown out her words and they would be faded before they even reached his ears.

The so called fight was horrible. They both said things they didn’t mean, and called each other names they didn’t really think each other were. Their actions were foolish, getting upset over something that wasn’t important enough to affect their relationship. The thing neither of them would admit is that they didn’t even remember how it started. That was the thing about arguments. Once they start they keep adding up until it explodes, but no one knows what set it of in the first place.

The girl felt small under his sharp gaze, the once soft eyes that looked at her were now hard and stern. The sudden cold air made her shiver but of course he had no reaction. He just stood there, staring her down, making her more uncomfortable by the minute.

She swallowed her regret and pain for the night, deciding to deal with it the next day. “I’ll sleep in the guest room.” She mumbled oh so quietly, not even sure he heard her and slowly made her way to the bedroom, her feet softly padding on the floor the only sound in the room besides Draco’s breathing.

Draco didn’t do anything to stop her, not even changing his body language as a sign he wanted her to stay. It was almost like he wanted her to leave, wanted her to sleep in a separate bed just because they couldn’t act like mature adults properly solving out their relationship problems. So he stood there watching her leave and still watched as door closed, leaving him with the wood staring at him. The man sighed, running a rough pale hand through his even paler hair, tugging at the strands until it hurt. His hand went to his chest next, tugging harshly at the tie that was tied at the collar, something that seemed to be getting tighter each minute. He felt like he was being choked. He untied it and threw it hardly on the ground, the fabric making a sharp slapping noise. He himself was cold, the unexplained breeze sending shivers up his arms as he traveled to their bedroom, totally expecting her sleeping figure to be there, soft skin laying on the silk sheets, eyelashes tangled together as her eyes fluttered from time to time. But he know that even when that happened she wouldn’t wake, for that was a sign she was in deep slumber, not planning on getting out of it any time soon. But once he walked in he found the temperature even colder; the absence of the girl seeming to have an effect on the atmosphere itself. The bed was empty and the sight was unsettling to his chest, almost like her in the bed was something that needed to happen in order for him to feel content.

Sadly the feeling of discomfort didn’t go away even when he decided to sleep on her side of the bed, her scent evolving him like a quilt, the warmth of the smell almost overwhelming. The goosebumps on his skin seemed to go away just by smelling her, like just a piece of her could fix his smallest problems.

Draco slept restlessly that night, his eyes fluttering open every couple hours until he finally found himself falling back asleep again, only to do the same thing a couple hours later.

It wasn’t until he felt another presence in the room, someone’s eyes on him as he slept that his eyes finally decided to stay open for more than five minutes. He glanced at the doorway, the darkness seeming to spread as he focused on one spot. He heard heavy breathing, the person obviously trying to stop it so it wouldn’t wake him up. Little did they know he woke up because he felt her in his presence, not heard it. Almost like he couldn’t just feel her when he’s awake but also when he’s asleep.

“Hey,” he grumbled, his arm coming out of beneath the pillow, the pillow being almost permanently bent because of his arm squeezing it. The girl in the doorway shifted her weight on each foot, her body rocking back and forth as she did so.

“Come here,” he requested, rolling over so she could reclaim her spot. She hesitantly walked over to the bed, stopping when she was next to her side, hands fiddling with her-his- shirt. His hand reached out to her, fingers connecting to her arms, stroking the skin there. Her skin was still warm from the bed sheets, telling him that she wasn’t standing there for long before he woke up.

Silence wrapped around them for a while as his fingers continued to massage her skin, warm against warm. He knew she found comfort in it since she was practically melting into his touch. He wrapped his slender fingers around her wrist softly and lightly tugged as a signal he wanted her to join him in the silky bed sheets.

“Come here,” he grumbled again, fingers going down her wrist to connect his hand with hers. She stepped closer at the repeated request, like she convinced herself that the first one was a misheard, and that she needed reassurance. Her knee stepped up on the bed, arms reaching out to him for a seek of comfort. His arms settled on her hips, guiding her as she settled into bed with him.

She chose to lay on her back, eyes settled on the ceiling but her arm was still touching his. He only noticed then that her cheeks were damp and eyelashes wet.

“Hey,” he said comfortingly, fingers going up to her hair to stroke it out of her face; continuing to do so even after it was out of the way. “No tears, alright love? No tears,”

She sniffed, eyes glazing over but nothing escaping. Her lips parted and she breathed through her mouth for a couple seconds before she spoke.

“I had a nightmare,”

Draco sighed as a sign to say he felt bad, hand moving to her ear so he could stroke it carefully.

“I’m sorry, loves.” He said softly. “I wish I was there when you woke up.”

“I was scared you would still be mad.” She stated anxiously. He shook his head before she could finish speaking, lips leaning forward so he could peck at her cheeks, kissing the tears away one by one. He then backed up but still stayed close by, her right hand coming up to wrap around his neck. His silver orbs met her glossy ones, eyes searching for any emotion in her eyes. “Listen darling, I would never stay mad at you for coming to me for comfort,” he started, rubbing their noses together softly before looking into her eyes again. “You are mine, and if you need anything I’m here to give it to you.”

She smiled ever so softly, fingers stroking at his hair on the back of his neck. “All I need is you, and you already gave that to me. There isn’t anything else I need more.”

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pearlfeline · 9 months

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sore loser

pairing: draco malfoy x reader

word count: 1,450

summary: reader gets jealous and draco falls harder during a practice duel. reader can be interpreted as any house but uses she pronouns.

a/n: i haven't written in years like before the pandemic. i deleted my old blog and had no inspiration until months ago lol i started this blog just to read but i started writing this a while back and i finished it last night. not proofread. if the beginning is horrid i apologize i didn't want to delete it and start over because i know i'll never start up again. enjoy the little fluff i threw together.

Dueling was an essential part of the Hogwarts curriculum. Every other week, there was a practice session down in the dungeons. Mats laid out on the floor and splayed on the walls. You hated it. Especially when it was in teams. Seriously, in what circumstances did students need to fight in pairs?

You weren’t known for your dueling skills and when your duels prolonged the average amount of time, you panicked and tapped out immediately.

Today was especially nerve wracking. Dueling in pairs, against Draco, and he’s partnered with the obnoxious girl who has it out for you.

She was clearly eating this up.

Draco was not. He did not like how obvious her intentions were. The shoving him every time she laughed, the raised pitch in her voice only when speaking to him, the way she says his name differently, all of it made him grimace internally. She was like a fly in his ear. Insufferable.

“An easy win.” She looks you up and down, smirking.

She looks over to Draco, attempting to exchange eye contact, but he was looking at you, with anguish. He didn’t hold his gaze for long as he adjusted his sleeves before getting in position.

Neville was your duel partner today. You could tell by his face he was utterly terrified. You kind of felt bad for befriending Draco, seeing what he did to the students around you and how he talked about them. But the side of him you’re not sure anyone else got to see, they don’t know about, the one you stumbled on accidentally while trying to use the washrooms and ended up staying on the cold floor for an hour after curfew just listening.

“Remember what we learned Neville.” You nod at him curtly. He sends you a look of appreciation under his worried gaze. Where would you two be without the extra training?

During the duel, you mostly try taking your anger out on the girl who targets you constantly for no reason. You didn’t even remember her stupid name. There are lots of girls like her. She was just the one who decided to be bold for the semester. Defending yourself makes you a target around the school for certain, but you didn't care enough to stop.

Dueling admittedly can be therapeutic when you have the right attitude. She was knocked down on the mat, clearly taken aback. You had shot spell after spell at her, almost to see how quickly you were able to possibly and properly get spells out of your wand.

Draco had to assist his dueling partner by default, but it made you unexpectedly feel sick seeing him trying to heal her.

“…Get up.” He holds her up by her arm. His gaze is anywhere else but around you.

You were searching for answers inside his eyes, growing more irritated the further he avoided you.

Neville gets his shot at revenge as well, continuously shooting at Draco while he tries to assist his dueling partner.

It was one of those matches that were long and painful. Both sides were equally as good, even if you hated to admit it.

It wasn't long until you’ve seen enough.

“Confringo!” You counter with a spell that bounced off the two of them back and forth until they’re both on the ground.

When the smoke cleared, your eyes flickered to the other end of the platform. Draco didn’t even look upset that he lost. Just surprised you would even use such a spell.

“I was getting sort of tired of using expelliarmus so frequently…” Neville blinked a few times, finally drawing his wand down.

“Freak!” The girl lays for a little too long expecting Draco to pick her up from the floor. He doesn’t.

“Is that even allowed?” She haggardly gets up on her own, dusting off her robes.

“It is.” Draco mutters before sauntering back to the group of students.

It was honestly one of the first duels you had won in a while, there was a newfound confidence in your stride.

It was free period. You decided to take the scenic route. To just relax outside,

“Came out to frolic in the grass did you?” Draco’s hair was completely restyled back to normal, despite the duel having just ended. He replaced his tethered robes with fresh ones and had enough time to wipe his complexion clean.

There was a playful smile on his face, one he didn’t show to most.

“After you lost, shouldn’t I be saying all these snobbish remarks now?” You look up at the sky to avoid his glance. Because if you did, you knew your smile would grow bigger than you would’ve liked.

He scoffs, setting his bag down on the ground.

“Don’t get all excited about this now,”

You watched as he sat down to reach your eye level.

“next time I won’t let you win.” Draco confidently sighed.

“Your pride would never let you purposefully lose.” You remark.

“Maybe it would for certain people.” He argues.

If this is what you thought it was, what an awful attempt at flirting.

“Either way, I won fair Malfoy.” You brush off his last statement.

Draco liked how you said his name. It sounded so familiar and genuine. It wasn't used in a hostile way.

It was hard to hide his growing smile.

“Why are you smiling…” You turn away.

“Is it so fun being a loser?” You say, back completely turned around to face him.

“I only lost because you flung me and that girl across the room!”

“She’s stupid! Of course I’m going to fling her away! You’re stupid too! Stop picking on people.”

Draco looks down while grinning at his feet.

“I’ll try.”

“Don’t just say it. Really do it.” You kick a rock in his direction.

“I get enough criticism for talking to you. Even though it’s all from you not being able to just leave me be.”

“Obviously you don’t care for what others are saying about me.” Draco shuffles the rock in between his feet, passing it back to you.

“Because I’ve seen otherwise to disprove the rumors.” You remarked.

“Before I start telling people you’re actually nice, you should start giving people a reason to believe me!” You toss the rock, watching it bounce off Draco's shoulder.

"Ow! You're the violent one!"

“I’m not going around claiming something that nobody will believe me for. I will not make a fool of myself Malfoy, not in that way. I'm already being prejudiced around here, no thanks to you.”

Draco was not known for his emotional intelligence. In fact, he might be the least comforting person you had ever talked to, but he had a feeling in between the insults, you were telling him how he really was capable of being a good person.

Draco let out a little smile, trying his best not to laugh at you.

Which was difficult because he had a habit of laughing at whatever or whoever he wanted to laugh at.

"This school is tolerable with you around." He said while swallowing whatever dry chuckles were left in his system.

"I'm only around because you follow me everywhere."

Draco slumped over, pushing his weight on your bag. Were his advances, seen as bullying? Of course it was. He was rude to everyone. How were you supposed to figure out he didn't mean it as much when it came to you? He didn't even really know he liked you not that long ago. Though, ever since that epiphany, he can't get you out of his head. There's the urge for more. To see you more. Sneak in more of you throughout the day.

"Keep bothering her, it makes you happier than when you bother others."

"I can't wait to see how she reacts to what I say next."

"I need her to see my new quidditch uniform."

All were stupid thoughts, yes, but they all worked. You were never mean enough to be hostile towards him, and honestly seeing him slip up and forget to keep his tough exterior up every once in a while was rewarding. You would never say it out loud but it made you feel special.

Draco lazily picks off blades of grass peaking through the cords attached to your bag. He had finally run out of things to say to bother you.

"...You aren't going to defend yourself?"

He glances up at you for a moment before shaking his head.

He thought, one day he'll be able to just confess and maybe pull you into a swift kiss right after. Of course, you'll say yes and kiss back and all of that stuff. He'll worry about it later.

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lavender-romancer · 5 months

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The Astronomy Tower

Part One Draco Malfoy x Potter Reader

Even though you were Harry's twin you led very separate lives, different friends, and different focuses but one thing you had in common was that Draco Malfoy couldn't stand you. Or at least he acted like that…

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When Harry got his Hogwarts letter you were surprised to see you didn't also receive one. He said it must have been a mistake andager wrote to you saying that you couldn't be a squib, it just didn't seem like you. You and Harry had always been together, you couldn't remember a time where you weren't but when Harry entered his second year you received a letter from Albus Dumbeldore himself through Harry. He detailed how it hadn't been the right time for you to join the wizarding world but that it soon would be.

You joined the school the following year as a third year and you were already behind. In addition to that stress, you were often seen as the same novelty Harry was when he first arrived. “A Potter twin?”, “Where has she been all this time?”. You learnt to ignore it and decided to meld into the student body as well as you could. You didn't struggle, like Harry when he first began learning magic you showed a great and immediate proficiency. Some said even better than Harry himself.

You kept to yourself for the first few months with late nights in the library being a regular occurrence, learning every charm you could to speed up the process whether that was to carry books or write notes. It didn't take as long as you expected, given that the first three years at Hogwarts were not as advanced. You had a particular penchant for defense against the dark arts and adored astronomy- often finding yourself staring up at stars more than anything else.

After your ability began to show you expanded into the quidditch team and this was your first experience with Draco. After you and Harry had fought for an appropriate amount of time about who would be the Gryffindor seeker during the first game of the season against Slytherin, Oliver Wood had to step in and tell you to “pull yourselves together and flip a knut”.

After three rounds you eventually won and gave a smug smile in Harry's direction. The game was going well for both teams but, always ambitious, you wanted that snitch. You'd never met Draco before now, only heard stories or seen him around sometimes, but that game you were chasing one another in and out of the structures of the Quidditch ground. It was exhilarating as you followed the white hair of the boy in front of you, at one point the both of you ended up above the ground looking down for the snitch. There was a moment when you looked at eachother and it was oddly quiet, looking just past Draco you saw a glint of gold and moved towards him as he looked dumbfounded as you got closer. But you reached out and caught the snitch just past his ear, raising your eyebrow at him and smiling.

From that moment on you were convinced Draco wanted you dead. It wasn't without reason, you enjoyed showing him up after all the bullying of your brother. But he didn't start retaliating until you got into fifth year.

When Draco became a member of the God awful Inquisitorial Squad, he would not leave you alone. When you were slightly late for a class, ate in the library or anything else he would dock you house points. When one day you were using a charm to carry more books and accidentally bumped into him, he took 20 house points! You'd finally had enough of him and decided that in your next class you would partner up with him and ruin his life.

Your next opportunity was a potions class you got to incredibly early. You stood at the desk Draco always worked at, a little etching on the top of the table reading DM 1994 made you smirk to yourself. When Draco finally got to the class he looked incredibly confused why you were sitting where his partner Blaise usually did but let it slide-assuming you wouldn't dare break any rules.

“What are you doing here, Potter?” He asked with a venom in his voice you didn't have the energy to muster.

“Wanted to be closer to the blackboard.” You smiled sweetly at him, hoping he would let his guard down. He looked at you curiously but sat down next to you all the same.

Snape wanted you to create a Wiggenweld Potion which for a class of fifth years was not complicated and more muscle memory. Making it the perfect time to sabotage Malfoy, messing up a simple potion would surely ruin his day and perhaps be explosive…

As you all got started you pretended to look over your textbook whilst pulling your wand out of your sleeve and whispering the confundus charm. You coughed after doing it to try and disguise it as much as you could but as the charm took effect Draco looked too focussed on his “great new idea to make this potion”. If you had done the charm correctly Draco's cauldron would soon be bubbling over and then become slightly explosive, if he just added a bit more flobberworm mucus and turned up the heat.

“Malfoy, it's bubbling over!” Goyle exclaimed almost on cue.

“Shut it! I know what I'm doing!” The ever obstinate Draco insisted. He added 4 more drops of the mucus and then you were both thrust backwards with the strength of the explosion that occurred. An acute explosion of force just as you had planned. You didn't realise the force would send you both back into a wall or that it would hurt so much, but regardless you got what you wanted.

“Malfoy!” Snape bellowed at the top of his voice his cloak billowing in his wake as he approached the two of you.

“Y/n!” Harry called as he ran over to you, crouching at your side he pulled you to your feet and sat you down at his potion station. “What happened?” He asked.

“Oh, nothing….” You tried to hide your smug look but couldn't help it and Harry rolled his eyes.

“It's because of the house points isn't it?” He looked at you with a smirk and you nodded. “Sir, may I take my sister to the infirmary, she feels dizzy?”

“Yes, yes. I need to deal with this ridiculousness here anyways.” Snape looked down at Draco who was sitting against the wall with a spattering of orange over his face.

“You're diabolical.” Harry told you as you left the classroom, he couldn't help but laugh.

“Well, he shouldn't have crossed someone as clever as me, Hermione would have done the same.” You shrugged.

“Will he know it was you?” Harry sat down on a bench at the bottom of the nearest staircase.

“Even if he does he can't prove it, I was in the blast too so how silly would it look if he complained about me. It was his poor potion making skills.” running a hand over your face you looked down at your orange palm, “Oh shit, is my face-”

“Orange. Yes,” Harry burst out laughing and you punched his arm. “I was wondering how long it would take to notice.”

Later that evening you put on the invisibility cloak that you and Harry shared and headed to the astronomy tower. It was a regular occurrence for you but especially when you couldn't sleep, you had never got into any trouble or even really seen anyone but with Umbridge about the worthwhile to take the cloak.

You stared up at the stars, dreaming of Hippogriffs and Thestrals as you gazed. It felt like the only peaceful part of the whole school, even more so than your door room- that you shared with someone who sometimes sounded like a troll as she slept. Breathing in and out deeply you relaxed your brain and let it go blank for a moment

“Well, doesn't my luck just overflow. Another Potter copying me.” You jumped out of your skin but clamped a hand over your mouth so you didn't scream.

“Malfoy! What the fuck?” You hissed and he raised an eyebrow.

“She speaks! My potion saboteur has a voice?” He took a few steps closer to you until you were meters away from one another.

“Potion saboteur? I was caught in that blast too! Or had you forgotten I was injured due to your idiocy?” You lied, surprisingly convincingly.

“You're really going to stick with that?” Draco asked as he took another step closer.

“What else would I say?” You learnt backwards onto the railings.

“Well I know you charmed me, I wouldn't fuck up such a basic potion like that.” Draco walked up to the railings and looked out on the Black Lake.

“Why are you here, Malfoy?” You felt it was acutely important to change the subject.

“I come here every now and then. Used to be my private little haunt but I see you've infiltrated that.” His voice didn't sound angry, just that he was observing your behavior.

“Do you think you own every part of the school!” You said loudly, finally exasperated.

“I could own all of it if I fancied it!” Draco returned even louder.

Then a door opened and the two of you went wide eyed. Thinking as quick as you could you pulled Draco closer to you and wrapped you in the invisibility cloak. In your haste you had tripped backwards and pulled Draco with you, he was basically sitting on you. Professor Sinastra came upstairs from her office and looked around for a bit but soon went back down. You pushed Draco off you and he let out a very displeased noise.

“Did you really have to sit on me?” You hissed, taking off the cloak and holding it bunched up in one hand.

“So the Potters have an invisibility cloak?” Draco raised his eyebrow again and it enraged you.

“I will end you Malfoy,” you stood and stepped closer to Malfoy until you were almost chest to chest. The anger in your blood was beginning to be replaced by a feeling in your stomach you didn't get too often.

“I would love to see you try.” He whispered, his lips parting slightly. You noticed how his hair shone in the moonlight and you felt like making a comment that it looked like he was balding but you chose not too.

“I might be quieter than my brother but do not mistake that for a lack of experience.” You turned to leave but Malfoy put his hand on your hip and turned you back to him.

“If you want to meet me back here again, I wouldn't oppose it.” It was a tone of voice you had never heard him use before, like for the first time he was afraid of rejection.

“Why would you want to meet me here?” You asked, not resisting his hand.

“I think you're bright enough to figure it out.” he said softly before squeezing your waist and walking off.

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comfort-person · 9 months

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Draco Malfoy headcanons‼️

Disclaimer: have this for now as I’m on holiday rn and can’t write 😭 but I’ll write more headcanons if y’all want them. Send in requests all you like. I’m also working on lots of requests too. Tysm (:

Oh and if you want NSFW headcanons then just lmk!

• Draco isn’t good with his words, he can’t ever express how he is feeling and so sometimes it seems as if he doesn’t love you and it frightens you but he always reassures you by putting love letters underneath your pillow in the mornings whilst you’re asleep as he knows it’ll always put a smile on your face.

• he isn’t big on physical touch but as soon as you’re both out in public he becomes completely attached to you, hand around your waist, shoulders, resting against you, holding your hand- anything and everything because he wants everyone and anyone to know that you are his.

• gets you a snake pendant and also lets you wear his ring to feel closer to him. But if you’re in another house other than Slytherin he’d get you a necklace with your houses animal on it.

• always ruffles your hair to annoy you, and you ruffle his back but he loves it.

• when he gets the dark mark you’re the first person he tells and first person he goes to- seeking comfort from you as he’s utterly terrified.

• he isn’t good with homework, he doesn’t like it one bit, but he’ll always help you out with your homework even if he ultimately fails.

• constant kisses on the cheek and forehead.

•he likes to trail his fingertip over your skin and watch how you smile, sometimes you trail against his lips and he playfully pretends to bite your finger. He allows you to see another side to him.

• always there to support you no matter what.

• sometimes he’s very defiant and agitated and even you can’t calm him down and he says things he doesn’t intend on saying/ things he didn’t mean to say and he apologises every time with a trip to hogsmeade to get some butter beer

• if someone ever hurts your feelings he’s immediately in their face making them regret hurting you.

• loves to skip classes with you

• holds hands with you constantly.

• he can’t ever take his eyes off of you, always admiring you. Always. You mean a lot to him in many many ways and the best way I can describe it is if you’ve seen the movie inside out and the emotions and those islands that have core memories stored inside of them… yeah… well you have an island in Dracos core memories. You’re ultimately his safe place<3

• he loves that you know him well, you know when he’s unhappy like he knows when you’re unhappy. But you always press him to tell you what’s the matter and he ultimately opens up.

• very very cuddly. His hair is fluffy and soft

• one of his favourite things to do with you is stargaze in the astronomy tower. He often takes you on dates up there so the two of you don’t get disturbed.

• when kissing you he holds your jaw with one hand yet his touch is oh so tender and gentle as if frightened he was going to break you.

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cutielando · 3 months

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Hello can I request draco with a gryffindor reader who happens to be the daughter of both Ares and Aphrodite. How would her parents react when their daughter wanted to marry a former death eater after the battle of hogwarts?

ungodly romance ~ draco malfoy

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Being the daughter of two Gods came with many difficulties.

With your status came responsibilities, obligations and burdens. Things were expected of you, you needed to reflect well on your parents and your kind.

Studying at Hogwarts had been your way out, your one place where you could be yourself without people breathing down your neck, without being judged for every little thing that you would do. It was your escape.

After the Battle of Hogwarts, that place had forever disappeared from your life. You were back in your closed-off world, living to please the people around you, make them proud and give them someone to show-off and brag about.

However, there was one person whom you reconnected with that gave you your freedom back.

Draco Malfoy.

During the war, you had had to cut off contact with him because of your opposing positions in the war, your parents having forbidden you from associating with Death Eaters or anyone who might tarnish their stellar reputation, as a matter of fact.

You and Draco had just secretly started dating before the war broke out, cutting contact being the most hurtful thing you've had to do. Having just found someone to love you for who you were, and immediately having to let them go.

When you reconnected after the war, it seemed like two pieces of a puzzle reunited after a long time without each other. You finally felt like you were at home again, safe and sound in the arms of the one you loved.

There was just one problem.

Your parents.

The fear that crippled your heart at the thought of them meeting Draco was paralyzing. You knew how they felt about Death Eaters, and despite Draco leaving those days behind, that wouldn't matter to them. He would still be evil in their eyes.

Draco was the one who insisted that he meet them. He was positive that he could change their minds and make them see that he was good for you, that those days were long behind him and he wasn't evil at heart as they had concluded.

You weren't so sure, but you figured you had nothing more to lose. The worst your parents could do was lock you away for good, but it wasn't anything that you hadn't previously been through.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" you asked Draco for the twentieth time as you stopped before the grand door that sat in front of you.

You had been very evasive with details about your boyfriend when you told your parents you would be bringing him to dinner, which sparked their curiosity even more.

But not in a good way.

"Love, we have to get this done. We can't hide away forever" he caressed your cheek, sensing how nervous you truly were.

"Yes, we can. There's nothing stopping us. They don't care about my life anyway, and I know what they're going to say already. This is all really unnecessary" you tried to reason with him, trying to convince him just how bad this idea was in your eyes.

"I want to meet your parents, and regardless of what they say, I'm not giving up on us. Whatever comes our way, we'll deal with it together" looking into his gray eyes, you felt comfort.

Without realizing it, you found yourself nodding and taking his hand, finally entering the place you had been dreading to enter for the past few days.

Immediately, as soon as you stepped foot into the house, servants bombarded you left and right, not even sparing Draco a second glance as they focused on you.

"Master and Mistress are awaiting you in the grand ballroom" one of the servants informed you before disappearing with the others into another room.

You glanced once more at Draco before letting out a big breath, and beginning your journey towards the ballroom.

Once stopped in front of the entrance, you raised your hand to knock, but the doors opened on their own before you got the chance.

"Hello Mother, hello Father" you greeted your parents, both of them conversing with their backs turned to you.

"Sit" your mother's sweet yet icy voice spoke, not turning around yet.

You glanced at Draco with the corner of your eyes, but followed suit nonetheless.

Both of you took a seat next to each other, clearing your throat and keeping your hand clasped in his.

Your parents, Ares and Aphrodite, God of war and Goddess of love and beauty, now stood facing you, eyeing you down wearily. You were accustomed to their intense gaze, but it hurt Draco to look at them.

"Who have you brought here?" your mother asked, her eyes scanning your boyfriend.

By the way she was looking at him, you could already sense her suspicion.

"This is my boyfriend, Draco. Draco, these are my parents"

"It's an honor to meet you both," Draco said nervously.

Your father stared him down, cracking his knuckles.

"What is this young man doing in my house? Do you have no respect for us? Don't you know what he did in the war?" the booming voice of your father echoed off the walls, his fist hitting the long table that stood between you.

You didn't even flinch, accustomed already to his outbursts. There was a reason why he was the God of war, after all.

Clearing your throat, you held your head high and looked at your father.

"I am aware of Draco's actions during the war, but I am also aware of the fact that he did not participate willingly in any of them. He was being forced by his father, who is now residing in Azkaban for his crimes. I know you despise the lot, but Draco is not like them. He never was and he never will. I ask of you that you give him a chance and get to know him before making any judgements" your father was fuming, but you could your mother smiling from the corner of your eyes.

She had always encouraged you to fight for the ones you love, and this was the first time you had really stood up to your father like this.

"I don't want to hear this right now" he turned around and stormed out of the room, something you had known was going to happen.

"Don't worry, my dear. I will speak to your father. Draco, consider yourself welcomed to the family" your mother caressed his shoulder before graciously following after your father.

Left alone in the room, you let out a big sigh of relief, not quite believing what had just happened.

"I told you so" Draco teased, bumping your shoulders.

Maybe it wouldn't be so bad after all.

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Draco: DAMN, WHAT ARE THOSEEE-

Y/n: Those are literally my t*ts Draco-

Draco: My favorite topic~

Y/n: Draco, you are drunk.

Draco: Drunk, who? You are drunk!

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People You May Know

For @drarrymicrofic prompt: follow.

@HarryPotter has requested to follow you.

Draco blinks at his phone, frowns, and then refreshes the page.

@HarryPotter has requested to follow you.

Fuck. Not a glitch, then.

Maybe it was a mistake. Maybe Potter doesn't know how to rescind a follow request. Maybe Draco showed up under 'People You May Know,' (or, more accurately, if you ask Draco, 'People You Don't Speak To Anymore But Instagram Knows You Have Their Number') and Potter clicked it by accident.

Or maybe not.

"Pansy?" Draco calls across their shared flat. "I need your help."

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slayingqueenchal · 1 year

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No more patronus, no more memories | draco malfoy x f!reader

Summary : after draco left you, you can't cast your patronus because you're sad

Warning : angst, break up, memory lost like temporarily,

"It's alright y/n, you can do it" Hermione stood by your side. "Yes, I can do it last time, I can do it now.

You thought of your happiest time ; it was all associated with draco. Everytime you'd think about something happy with him, you'll just remind your self that you and him are gone.

A string of light came out. Only a string of like. You didn't see any animals. Only a thin blue string.

"That's right y/n, you're making progress! That's one step forward" The curly haired friend cheered you up. It was no secret to hermione that you two broke up ; it was for harry and Ron, they never knew you were dating in the first place.

But, ninety percent of your happiness is draco, and he's gone. You knew what was keeping you from him. It was the break up

"Why'd you join him, draco, tell me! " You cried. You felt that icky feeling of getting your shoes wet. The bath room was flooded with water.

"It was for you! Father and mother accidentally slipped about me having a girlfriend, and the dark Lord threatened to kill you if I don't join him! " He said, his blonde hair as messy as his situation, you replied "it's a trick draco, I'd be safe in Hogwarts! I-i why? "

"Is it hard to believe that I actually love and care for you, I thought you'd knew that" Draco said. "I believe you but you just ruined your future draco" You cried.

"You-you brat! I just like saved your life and you can't even say 'thankyou', you think this is easy for me? " Draco screamed. "No, Draco, but I didn't ask for this either"

"You don't have to cause I love you!..y/n, its-were-we don't, we don't, we're done, y/n, we're done" Draco said.

And you left him. The last time you've spoken to him was there. And you're more than ready to forget about him.

"Hermione, I think I have to do it" You said. Hermione expression changes, but she supports you no matter what.

Hermione quickly took a vial and puts it on the table, sitting on the floor. "Are you sure? " Hermione said.

"I'm sure, but just make sure I don't throw out the vial, and tell me about him occasionally" You weakly smiled.

You took your wand, and holds it next to your head. 'Draco' you thought.

And you felt a weird sense of feeling as the memory slowly comes out. You felt every moments with him, both happy and sad.

And you put it in the vial, and sealed it. The only thing you were able to remember was a blonde Slytherin boy. That's all.

"Shall we try the patronus spell? " Hermione said, not knowing what to do, but you agreed.

"Expecto patronum! " You said. And a blue string, just like before came out, just with an additional ferret.

In the end Hermione realises that you'll just forget him, but, your heart still belongs to him. Always.

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grimoireofhayley · 10 months

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Hi! First time ever requesting anything! Any chance you could write Draco Malfoy x Reader arranged marriage? Preferably she/her pronouns P.s. loving your scream fanfic right now can’t wait for more chapters 🙏

The Betrothal

Draco Malfoy x Fem!Reader

WARNINGS: Slow Burn, Language, Implied Smut, Mentions of Abuse, Mentions of Blood, Eventual Character Death, Enemies to Lovers, Forced Marriage

Word Count: 0.8k

Summary: (Y/n) and Draco have always disliked each other; constant bickering back and forth between and during classes, nit picking about each other’s looks and interests; it only got worse when they were forced to marry.

A/n: Thank you so much for my first ever request, I greatly appreciate that. It means the world to me. I love this prompt and I was quick to start writing it, lol. Let me know what you think!

CHAPTER I

“I will not tolerate it, Draco!” Lucius fumes, slamming his fist down on the chestnut-coloured desk. “For Merlin’s sake, you are 26 years old and are not married yet.” He scoffs, swiping his papers to the side, flaring his nostrils. “You are a pureblood.” Lucius limps around his bureau, his cane banging on the ground with each step he took, ignoring the frequent protests of his eldest and only son, Draco Malfoy. “I am old and nearly at my deathbed, I will not let this bloodline fail for the likes of you.” He snarls, taking out his handkerchief, coughing into it as copper-coloured phlegm coats the silk.

Draco rubs the slope of his neck, rubbing at it, avoiding his father’s gaze.

Lucius took heed at his son’s behaviour and he tsked, his now-white hair, falling at the sides.

Bringing his cane up, he hit the ground with a thud, causing a sharp sound to reiterate around the room.

Taken aback, Draco stumbled in fear, his eyes glossing, but he wasn’t willing to cry, he wasn’t going to give his father the satisfaction of seeing him so vulnerable; his father scared him, yes, but he always had, however, his father seemed more volatile today than he was before.

“Are you listening to me, boy!?” He screeches, his face a shade of pink from anger.

Draco nods his head, stepping back, fearing his father may hit him.

“You WILL marry, (Y/n), and continue the bloodline. If it’s the last thing you do.” Lucius inches closer, his hand placing a firm grasp on Draco’s shoulder. His son trembled, squinting his eyes.

“Do you hear me, Draco?”

“Y-Yes, father.”

Lucius’ grip tightened, almost burrowing his elongated fingers into the blades of Draco’s glenohumeral joint.

Draco winces, the pain sending a burning sensation through his arm.

“Good.” Lucius’ lips curve upward, a cheshire smile taking ahold on his features.

The door to the study creaks open, causing Lucius to jolt. He immediately let go of Draco and stood upright.

“What is all the commotion?” Narcissa steps in, her long whitish-silver and black hair flowing behind her.

“Nothing, Mother. Father was just informing me about the…” Draco clears his throat, adjusting his tie, then flattens his suit, “The arrangement…”

“Ah, how wonderful.” She clasps her hands together, delighted to hear the news, completely oblivious to what was happening beforehand.

“You’ve got to be kidding me.” You growled under your breath, folding your arms over one another, tapping your foot, seemingly aggravated at the news.

“It’s going to be fine, (N/n).” Your mother smiled, putting an arm around you, hugging you close. “Draco seems like a decent betrothal.”

You rolled your eyes, “Decent?” You laugh, amused. “He’s far from decent, momma, he’s the complete opposite.”

“How so?” Your mother glances at you, her emerald hues glazed with curiosity.

You frowned, seeing how her reaction was.

“Oh, it’s nothing…” You twiddled with your thumbs, “Just forget about it…” You sighed, looking down, kicking at air, not wanting to soil your mothers happiness as you got lost in your head.

You haven’t seen Draco in several years, not since the battle of Hogwarts, though, you couldn’t help but wonder how he’s been doing.

(Y/n), dear, you okay?” Your mother shakes you slightly, deterring you from your thoughts.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine..." You look away, averting your gaze.

Your mother smiles, a mischievous glimmer in her expression.

"Good because you're getting married tomorrow."

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every1studio · 2 years

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“sour apples” [harry potter: draco malfoy]

genre: fluff

ficstyle: bulletpoints + mini series

prompt: you're a hufflepuff, you could never fall in love with a slytherin.. let alone draco malfoy, can you...? / inspired by the lyrics from “sour grapes” by LESSERFIM / fem reader but can be gender neutral

note: I'm kinda back? sorry for the wait.. I'll try to get into writing again. still sticking to writing for k-idols but I'm going out on a limb and writing for HP characters as well // enjoy~

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“I don’t see what you all see in him.. he’s still an asshole..” you muttered as the slytherin prince walks passed your group of friends

“but he’s hot” your friend murmured as they noticed him look over

“and rich”

“and he smells good..”

he sends a wink to the group and every girl in the vicinity just about dropped their pants

basically anyone who even thought the prince was attracted dropped their pants

all except for you

he’s rude

he’s arrogant

he’s narcissistic

but all is forgiven because he’s good-looking, his family’s got money and he has proper hygiene?

who’s this slytherin prince that all of these simps are drooling over?

draco

lucius

malfoy

you couldn’t be bothered by someone like him

you’d rather spend your time with someone who was the complete opposite of that self-centered, self-proclaimed “prince”

someone like harry potter

or so you thought

the more you hanged out with him

the more predicable he was

you wanted some spice in your life and all he was giving you was sugar

there’s nothing wrong with sugar but he was literally giving you diabetes and you could feel your arteries just clogging up

“hey y/n”

you knew by the cheery yet mellow tone of voice that it was harry

your friends nudged at you before leaving

“hiya harry” you sighed through a smile, “what can I do for you?”

you can tell he was nervous, he’s probably going to ask you out to get some sweets at honeydukes or madam puddifoot’s tea shop or sometime of the sort

“did you want to go to honeydukes some time this weekend? or maybe even madam puddifoot’s tea shop?”

bingo

you got up from your spot

brushing off some invisible dust to try to shoo off the unwavering tension in the air

“harry.. can I be honest?”

you could see his bright eyes slowly dull and his sweaty hands hide in the pockets of his robes

he nods

you tried to look anywhere but into his sadden eyes

“you’re... you’re not the guy for me, harry.. and I know there’s a girl out there who’s just waiting for you to be in her life but..”

at this moment you felt like you owed him a sincere eye contact moment

“..it’s not me.. it’s just not me..”

“yeah. sure. no worries. don’t worry about it...”

you could see him ramble; a mix of awkwardness and him not wanting to show how upset he really was

“harry.. you’re a great guy...you really are...”

you were almost whispery, scared to shatter his broken heart even more

“but not for you”

you nodded at your feet

“but not for me” you repeated

not wanted to look up at the boy that you left smashed and shattered

“I’ll be okay, y/n.. honest.. don’t look so sad.. I’m just glad that you were able to tell me now versus later down the line..”

you couldn’t stop thinking about the pitiful state you left harry in

he literally needed his friends to carry him away

it made you think about what kind of relationship you wanted to be in

what kind of guy you wanted to be in your perfect fairytale

because if it wasn’t with harry

who else could it be with?

while lost in your thoughts, you accidently bumped into someone

books and papers where scattered everywhere but there was no one else in the halls but you and the person you bumped into

you were already frantically trying to pick up their things

“oh I’m so sor-”

“ARE YOU BLIND?!”

their loud voice ran over yours and you already knew who it was

you scoffed in immediate irritation

“excuse me, malfoy? if I’m blind, so are you! you also bumped into me! what makes you think you can walk in the middle of the hall like you own the place and not watch where you’re going?”

draco didn’t realized that he bumped into you

he was so close to you

so close that he could see every single lash that flared up to the ceiling

so close that he could hear your soft, angelic breaths

so close that he could kiss you if he wanted to

of course he wanted to

sure, you were a hufflepuff

but ever since he first saw you, he thought you were different

you were kind but strong-minded, strong-willed

you seemed like you were prim and proper, you didn’t care if you got your hands dirty

you had the qualities of a hufflepuff but you could’ve gone to any house and fit right in

and of course, he thought you were absolutely stunning

he even deemed you the princess of the entire school

the missing piece to his set; the princess that the prince needed

if only he could voice that thought

he never could though, he’d never let anyone know his deepest and darkest daydreams

“it’s cause I do own these halls, sweetheart..”

you frowned at his attempt to swoon you

“sorry, I didn’t know you were the headmaster albus dumbledore.. next time I see a head of white hair, I’ll make sure to walk the other way..”

you dropped his belongings on the ground and began to walk away from him

“aren’t you going to help me, y/n?” draco called out to you, wondering why you weren’t infatuated with him like everyone else

“they’re your things in your halls.. apparently... pick it up yourself!” you shouted without looking behind you

what a snobby brat, you thought

but what a shame... he really is attractive up close

after your run-in with draco, you couldn’t stop thinking about what if you were like the other girls

the girls who were infatuated with him

the girls who wanted a chance with him

would you want to?

maybe he isn’t the same person as he’s portraying to the public eye

at the same time, draco was thinking about why didn’t you call him by his first name like all the girls who are smitten by him and how he was going to get you to fall for him

how could you not?

he scratched at his head trying to figure out reasons why you didn’t like him

did you not like rich, successful, smart and handsome guys?

did his breath smelled at that moment?

were his grey eyes too grey?

was his platinum blonde hair too platinum?

he was so frustrated, he ran to his friends in the great hall for advice

“hey you lot, what are my flaws?”

draco slammed his hands on the slytherins’ table where his friends all sat

“are you okay, draco?” pansy fawned over the blonde boy

blaise chuckled

“yeah, draco.. did you hit your head or somethi-”

“I’m fine! just answer my questions.. what are some reasons someone might not like me?”

his friends all looked at each other, worried that what they say might set him off

“okay but you can’t get mad,” theo said with stern eyes

“yeah yeah yeah.. go on... what are they?” draco didn’t know what he was getting himself into

“you can be... a bit mean..” crabbe didn’t even dare to make eye contact with the agitated blonde

“and a bit self-centered,” goyle chimed in

“you’re an ass and a pain in everyone’s asses”

blaise shouldn’t have said that with a smile on his face

“you think you’re all that but you’re not,” theo and blaise were just happy that they got to shit on draco to his face

“I think you’re perfect,” pansy tried to hide her blushing smile

“that’s not what asked of us, pansy..” blaise was so done with her

“yeah chill out, he’s not even interested in you..” theo joined in

he was literally just there for the banter

pansy just slumped back into her seat when she noticed draco wasn’t even going to deny that he was interested in her

“speaking of interested, what’s your sudden interest in what other people think of you anyways draco?”

blaise always knew there was an underlying reason draco did anything and he was gonna get to the bottom of it

“none of your business,” draco muttered as he shuffled away

“what a weirdo..” theo chuckled as he went back to his dino chicken nuggets

if his friends thought about this of him, what would people he didn’t like think of him?

he wanted to show you his good side, his best side

not the side that everyone saw

he wanted to show the side that he hid away to his friends and even his parents

the closet romantic who just wants someone who will love his flaws and enhance his good qualities

as if luck was on his side, you were right there, walking along side your friends

you were irritated by your friends because you told them about your run-in with draco and all they could talk about was how lucky you were

and as if bad luck was on your side, draco malfoy stopped right in front of you and your friends

“hey y/n.. I was wondering if..” he had to take a breath in the middle of his sentence, “I was wondering if you wanted to help me study for our potions quiz tomorrow?”

“why are you asking me like someone made you ask me? don’t you have other friends to help you study, malfoy?” you snapped

“draco, I can study with you!”

“I’m free too, draco!”

your friends started chiming in while closing in on him

hoping for a chance to get any essence of draco malfoy

you were slowly closing into the background but you didn’t care, you didn’t want to be near him

he probably liked the attention anyways

to your surprise, he weaved his way through the crowd to get to you

the only attention he wanted was yours

“I really wanted to ask you because you are one of the top students in our class and I could learn a lot from you..”

like a flick of a wand, you saw draco in a different light

you could catch a baby blue sliver of hope in his eyes that twinkled

is it possible for eyes to even twinkle like that?

is it possible to even trust him?

did he have any ulterior motives?

if there was any, you couldn’t find it.. not in those eyes anyways

“I don’t even know if I can even help you study in a day...” you furrowed your brows but your voice was soft

you kind of wished that he just said, alright, and walk away

“if anyone can teach me in a day, I know it’s you... I mean.. you managed to help cedric with his OWLs and he passed.. or so I heard...”

draco kept his eyes down for the most part but occasionally looked up to take a peek at you and was shuffling his feet against each other

have you ever seen draco shuffle his feet before or even for anyone?

a day with draco malfoy wouldn’t be so awful, right?

“I’ll meet you after dinner in the library.. if you aren’t there by 9pm.. don’t even think about asking me to help you study ever again..” you spoke firmly, you didn’t want him thinking that he can easily take advantage of you

the bell rung for students to get to class

“I won’t be late, y/n! I promise!” draco lit up and started walking away to make sure he wasn’t late to class

but then as soon as you turned your back to draco, he was running back towards you

“wait y/n!”

you were taken aback by his sudden appearance and how close he was to you

he took your hands into his and placed a chaste kiss onto your knuckles, “thank you.. I really mean it.. can’t wait to see you later..”

and as fast as he appeared, he disappeared

if he didn’t leave as fast as he did, you would probably catch his redden cheeks and ears

he felt like a giddy schoolgirl (he probably looked like it too)

but he didn’t care

you, on the other hand, were conflicted by your prior feelings of him and the feelings you had for him now

you didn’t want to deal with your friends bickering about how you got his attention so you blocked them out and made your way to your class

why was draco so interested in you all of a sudden?

did he actually have feelings for you?

should you even try to go for the impossible?

should you even try to go for someone as rude, arrogant and narcissistic as draco lucius malfoy?

with all of these uneasy feelings, class was the only thing that could put any of your feelings aside and focus on something else

that’s what you thought

you couldn’t stop thinking about his twinkly grey eyes, his platinum blonde hair and his...

why were you even thinking about him in divination class?

“my dear...” professor trelawney reached out to you

“you will see that there’s an apple high on a tree, unattainable and basking in it’s glory.. but you have to work for it.. if you want a taste.. only then, you will be happy.. but my dear if you give up... you’ll never know if the apple is truly sweet or sour... and you’ll continue life without knowing, if the apple was worth it or not...”

you looked at her in confusion (also kind of weirded out)

you just nodded so that she’d go bother someone else

leaving you to marinate about what she just said

was she really just talking about an apple or was it an analogy for your current inner conflicts with the slytherin prince?

to be continued...

[part one] [part two]

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Y/N Doing The Hickey Prank On Draco Malfoy, Her Boyfriend

Y/N a mischievous witch and a master of pranks was always looking for ways to keep her relationship with Draco Malfoy exciting. As an idea came to mind she decided on a prank that would surely catch him off guard.

One sunny afternoon Y/N gathered her makeup kit and set out a plan to paint a fake hickey on her neck. She had seen Draco's reaction to one of his classmates with a real hickey and she knew this prank would get under his skin. Y/N carefully chose the perfect shade of red to make it look convincing.

Once she had applied the makeup she looked at herself in the mirror. The hickey looked incredibly realistic and she couldn't help but chuckle at the thought of Draco's expression when he saw it.

As Y/N made her way to the common room she bumped into Hermione her closest friend. Hermione noticed the makeup on Y/N's neck and raised an eyebrow.

"What have you been up to Y/N?" Hermione asked a hint of suspicion in her voice.

Y/N's mischievous smile grew wider as she leaned closer to Hermione whispering "It’s just a little prank I have planned for Draco. Don't worry; he'll get a good laugh out of it."

Hermione shook her head at Y/N's antics but couldn't help but grin at the thought of how Draco would react.

Y/N arrived at the common room where Draco and the rest of their friends were gathered. She positioned herself strategically near the fireplace ensuring Draco's attention would be on her hickey.

As Draco entered the room his gaze landed directly on Y/N's neck. His eyes widened and his mouth dropped open in surprise. Y/N tried her best to stifle a giggle as Draco's shocked expression quickly turned into a mixture of anger and jealousy.

"What the bloody hell is that Y/N?" Draco exclaimed unable to hide his annoyance.

Y/N fought to keep a straight face pretending to be clueless. "What? Oh this? It's just a little something I accidentally got on my neck. No big deal."

Draco glared at her suspiciously but decided to play along. "Accidentally? Y/N it looks like someone took a bite out of you!"

Y/N grinned mischievously relishing in the success of her prank. "Well maybe someone did. Or maybe someone didn't. It could be anything. You know me always getting into trouble she replied playfully.

Draco couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy creeping up. He didn't like the idea of someone else leaving marks on Y/N even if it was just a prank.

Y/N couldn't bear teasing him any longer and burst into laughter. "Okay okay Draco it's just a prank! I painted it on with makeup. You should have seen your face!"

Draco's expression changed from anger to relief then amusement. He chuckled shaking his head. "You really know how to keep things interesting Y/N. I’ll get you back for this though just you wait."

The rest of their friends burst into laughter realizing they had been fooled as well. Y/N's prank had certainly spiced up their afternoon and everyone admired her creativity and sense of humor.

As the laughter subsided Draco pulled Y/N close whispering in her ear "You're lucky I love you or else I might have actually believed it."

Y/N couldn't help but smile feeling the warmth of Draco's affection. Pranks and laughter were an essential part of their relationship and this prank had brought them even closer together.

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marypaol · 3 months

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Behind Closed Doors

Draco x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Secret relationship, anxiety, struggles eating, I think that’s it :)

Summary: Reader is friends with the Golden Trio as well as in the same House as them, but is dating Draco in secret.

Note: Dedicated to @miniy00ng1 for requesting! I hope you enjoy it!

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It was mealtime, the whole Hall filled with students in different colored robes, banners hung up about the upcoming Quidditch game. The whole place seemed to be buzzing with excitement, every face having a smile as all stomachs were fulfilled. But the girl at the maroon themed table thought otherwise. Eating seemed like the last appealing thing in existence sat the moment. In fact, the gold plate in front of her seemed to be blinding, its reflective surface painful to the eye. She leaned back in her chair, ceasing the sting as she continued to push around food on her plate; she didn’t feel like eating at the moment. Not that she wasn’t hungry, she was ever since Snape opened his mouth in Potions, but now as she sat in the Great Hall, other plates of students piled with delicious food, eating felt sickening. Something was stopping her from doing so, a feeling nagging at her stomach trying to eat her alive until all she could feel was whatever this was. The feeling was sickening as well and all she felt like doing was falling face first on her bed.

“Something the matter?”

She flinched softly, fork slipping easily from her hand to the floor, a loud clacking sound as a few students looked over. Her heart pounded slightly from the unexpected voice but she quickly composed herself, fixing her hair and facing her friends. Hermonie was the one who spoke, eyes filled with concern as their eyes met each other’s.

The girl nodded and swallowed thickly, trying to get rid of the feeling inside her but unsuccessfully doing so.

“Y-“ she cleared her throat. “Yes, I’m doing well.”

Hermonie glanced at the red head next to her for some sort of we’re-going-to-talk-about-this-later look but he didn’t seem to be paying any attention, too busy talking to Harry about their plan to punch Malfoy in the nose.

The intelligent girl sighed, glancing back at her friend.

“Oh if you’re certain.”

The girl suddenly felt it coming up her throat, the secret she held in for months bottled up inside her, only for her to loose her ability to speak, voice stuck in her stomach. The feeling was thick as it settled there, daring her to spill what was going on behind her friends’ backs.

“I’m certain.” She managed out, voice cracking sharply before she cleared her throat.

Hermonie gave her a concerned look before turning her attention back to the book she had provided herself. That was after she snuck another look.

The girl herself was relieved her friend didn’t push further, or she would have almost told her what was really going on. You see, the feeling nagging at her wasn’t hunger, as she was trying to convince herself, but rather anxiety. She knew something they didn’t, and as each day went on she felt worse and worse about it. If there was one thing she didn’t like it was keeping secrets from her friends. She liked expressing her feelings with them because they would show their support as kindness; both something she personally didn’t experience as often as she desired. But this wasn’t a little thing that happened in class that she was worried about, it was big. And she was supposed to keep it a secret?

The nagging feeling grew despite her mental pleads, but she tried to ignore it as she again tried to eat, but once again failing to do so.

The soft sheets surrounded her later that evening, emerald bed frames not quite fitting in with her maroon robes. Pale fingers were in her hair, stroking the stress from that day away with his touch. His lips pressed against her head briefly before he spoke. “You okay, love?” He whispered against her hair, voice almost muted but she hears him perfectly.

She nodded against his chest, his scent seeming to get stronger in her scenes just from doing so. Draco sighed very softly.

“I know something’s wrong.” He stated, letting his words float in the air for a little so she would reconsider telling him. It was her turn to sigh, this time it was in defeat since she knew she had to tell him eventually.

“I feel bad.” She explained hesitantly. She could almost sense Draco’s confusion so she spoke again, this time getting up a little and looking into his eyes. The silver drowned her, surrounding her in concern. Her heart stuttered at the sight.

She reached over and grabbed his hand, squeezing it softly.

“I mean, we can’t keep it a secret forever. They’re gonna find out sooner or later.” She explained. She felt him tense beneath her, hand squeezing hers right back.

“Look, loves, I know you feel bad for not telling them, and that’s okay, it’s normal, but they’ll judge us. You know that.” He said this calmly and gently, stroking her hand with his thumb while his other hand went through her hair.

She nodded, deciding to let the stress go and focus on the moment hand. She had someone that understood her, cared for her, loved her, and she was thinking about what others thought?

“What are you thinking about?” Draco asked her, taking notice on how she was looking out the window in deep thought, hand pausing on her head. She smiled into his robes, rubbing her cheek on it comfortably. She finally felt like the anxiety disappeared and she couldn’t see a time where it would come back again.

“Honestly?”

“Honestly, loves.”

“You.”

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chasingmidnights · 13 days

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So Long, London

Title: So Long, London

Summary: After eight years of being with Draco, it all comes crumbling down.

Warnings: First, this is for 18+, minor DNI!!! I don’t think there is much to look out for in this story. Just maybe some angst and mild cursing, and Draco being a little heartbreaker. I do believe that’s all of the warnings and I apologize if I missed anything, but you are responsible for what you read and what you consume. I do not claim to be a professional writer, any and all mistakes are my own. Nothing is beta read.

A/N: This one-shot was inspired by Taylor Swift’s song, So Long, London, from her new album.

Wordcount: 703

The rain pattered against the window as you slowly packed up your belongings in your once beloved terraced house. The house that you truly believed that you would spend the rest of your life in and with the love of your life. You moved to sit on the edge of the bed and let out a heavy sigh. The house was eerily quiet, nothing but the old grandfather clock could be heard ticking away from its place in the sitting room. A housewarming gift from Draco’s mother when you first moved into the place. God you were going to miss that sometimes infuriating woman. She was a little wary of you at first, but then she noticed the good that you brought out of Draco and changed her mind instantly. You sat up when you heard the front door open and close, signaling that Draco was home.

You tried not to get too excited about seeing him, he did just break your bloody heart after all. It was hard though, you couldn’t just shut those feelings off, you had been with the man for almost eight years. The creak of the stairs caused you to wince and your eyes welled up with tears; honestly, you were surprised that you had anything left. You were over this god awful pain and just wanted it to go away. If you knew it was going to end this way - who are you kidding, you would do it the exact same way, over and over again. These had been some of the best eight years of your life, you never would have pictured yourself living in London if you hadn’t met Draco. You easily could have pictured yourself saying, ‘I do’ one day and you thought you were heading in that direction. The image was so clear in your head: you in a beautiful white dress and Draco looking as handsome as ever in a well tailored suit. But then, it all came crumbling down when Draco suddenly changed the plans. You were too lost in thought that you didn’t hear Draco come into the room.

“Still here, are ya?” Draco sneered, pulling you from your thoughts and your heart became heavy.

His voice used to sound so sweet, but now it’s laced with venom and hatred.

“Sorry, I guess I lost track of time.” You answered quietly, your voice sounded hoarse from all of the crying you’ve done recently.

When Draco barely acknowledged your answer, you could have easily screamed at him, but you refrained. It wouldn’t have done any good any way, it was over. You moved to start packing again as Draco changed into something more casual, the room filled with a thick, deafening silence.

“Don’t worry about it, I’m going out with Goyle and Blaise, you can finish packing.” Draco said, before he walked out of the room.

Just like that, you were alone again; a feeling you had grown accustomed to in the last year. Draco had grown cold and distant and you never understood why. But you did your best to wheel him back in and you did everything you could. You showered him with affection and did anything and everything he asked of you, but it was never enough. A few tears rolled down your cheek at all of the memories that you and Draco had made together. You quickly wiped away the tears and started packing again. As you packed though, you wondered where all of the love between you went, well more specifically his love. Where were the signs and how did you miss each one?

As you finished packing the last box, your heart felt heavy and you were filled with a great sorrow, one you hope to never feel again. Draco had clearly moved on, leaving you in the dust in the process. It was time to move on as well, even though you wished things had turned out differently. Instead of a wedding and possibly a family, all you had to show for the last eight years was a broken heart. Leaving London would be the hardest thing you would ever have to do, but it would always have a special place in your heart.

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purplepeach333 · 9 months

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Little secret

Length:short

Warnings:none

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“Miss Y/L/N, Miss Y/L/N” the professor called out continuously with no response till Ron Weasley who was sitting next to me in the large classroom nudged me with his elbow pulling me out of my slumber.

I quickly jolted up forcing my tired eyes open “yes sir?” I replied before noticing that everyones eyes were on me.

“Sleeping again Miss Y/L/N” the professor states strolling over to my desk

“Sorry sir won’t happen again-“

“Yes I believe you’ve told me that multiple times this week” he clicks his tongue disapprovingly

I rub my forehead still feeling dozed.

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Just then the bell goes and everyone packs there thing and runs out the classroom. Once I’m out in the corridor I hold my homework filled bag tight and make my way towards the library through the crowd of students.

Turning a corner I bump into a tall figure “sorry,sorry I-“ I look up seeing Draco looking at me smugly

“No worries darling” he reassures me “where are you heading in such a rush?” He asks

“Library,lots of homework” I say trying to slip past him

I notice him studying my every move

“Hey” he grabs my wrist gently holding me still and with his other hand he lifts my chin up so I’m facing him

“What’s wrong, you look … bad”

“Huh, what I’m fine just a little tired” I answer him

“I’m not stupid Y/N” his expression and tone becoming serious

I realise there’s no Point in lying to him

“I… I’m just sick of all the late meetings and having to lie to everyone” i sigh

“If you’ve changed your mind it’s not to late to leave” he puts his hand gently on my shoulder

“No,no I can’t it’s dangerous”

“I can’t risk it”

“I’m sorry.” He looks away pulling himself away from me

“What? Why?”

“This is all my fault I dragged you into it”

“Draco” I place my hand on his cold cheek

“I this isn’t your fault I would have had to join ether way”

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lavender-romancer · 1 year

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Poison

Part One Draco Malfoy x Hufflepuff Reader Cho Chang x Hufflepuff Reader (unrequited) CW: angst

You and Draco had been together for around a year but as you both approached 7th year you could no longer see him the same way as before

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Draco was suffering in his own head. Unable to unload anything inside it on anyone else, unable to ask guidance from the one person he trusted the most. The pressures from his father had turned him into someone who he wasn't, sure when he was younger he would tease or push people around but he wasn't evil. The mere fact he was conflicted about his past decisions proved he wasn't who his father wanted him to be. Being with you had made him into a better person, a more forgiving person who wasn't easily led by petty arguments. But now…you hardly talked to one another.

"He's going to end it with me, I'm sure of it." You vented to Cho in potions with a miserable look on your face.

"You don't deserve to be ignored or at the least disregarded, I know it was good before but sometimes things happen for a reason, Y/n." Cho reasoned and you had to agree with her, you deserved a better partner.

"Can't imagine myself dating again, I mean I don't know if hat I expected from a teenage relationship but it was more than this." You buried your head in your jumper and Cho giggled.

"You're quite dramatic when you're lovesick aren't you?" She teased and you rolled your eyes.

"I've just got to stay strong I think, not show him that it's getting to me otherwise he wins." You took a deep breath and sat up straight.

"Exactly! You're better than that." Cho encouraged you and you got back into your experiment.

Leaving the class you were chatting to Cho as you saw Draco in his all black suit walking the other direction. He saw you and stopped dead in his tracks.

"Hey Y/n," Draco said with a small smile.

"You okay?" Cho asked and you nodded, "I'll see you later then?" She gave you a comforting hug before walking off.

"What do you want or need, Draco?" You asked with a huff.

"What's wrong? You've been off with me all of this term." He asked, pulling you into an empty classroom.

"Me? Are you seriously asking me what's wrong with me?" You scoffed and sat down on one of the desks.

"You've been behaving all moody for a while and I have no idea why." Draco looked like he rolled his eyes and you could have laughed at how pathetic it was.

"Maybe it's because you don't speak to me anymore? Maybe it's because you don't want me anymore? Or maybe, just maybe, I've realised you're not the center of my life anymore and it's not that bad." You hissed back at him with a look in your eyes he'd never seen before.

"Look I know I've been distant but it's not because of anything you've-"

"Oh I know, I know it isn't my fault because I haven't done anything wrong. But if you don't want me grow some fucking balls and tell me, yeah?" You walked past Draco and out of the classroom.

Draco didn't know where to go from here, he just leant against one of the desks and breathed. He felt it was all his body would allow him to do at this point, the way you looked at him was seared into his mind- the true hatred. You could never know the reasons he was so distant but, Draco didn't want to let you go either so he was stuck in a sort of ethical limbo. He couldn't be honest about his connection to the Dark Lord without the possibility of you telling someone. It wasn't worth the risk.

"I can't believe this is real, it still seems insane that I'm in bed with you." You told Draco as you leant on his bare chest.

"In what way?" Draco looked puzzled.

"Because you fucking hated me before, plus…I wasn't your biggest fan either." You laughed and Draco rolled his eyes in his classic way.

"I don't know if I hated you, I think I teased you because I found you attractive but I was so awful with girls it just came out like that." Draco rubbed his hand up your arm to your hair, playing with it absentmindedly.

"Well, everyone definitely thought you hated me." You looked up at him with a shit eating grin and he pulled your hair slightly.

"I can always go back to the teasing if you prefer it?" He asked, "And who's 'everyone' including?"

"Cho, the Golden trio, Seamus, Susan, Luna-"

"Alright, so a lot of people. God, you have too many friends." Draco smiled and you hit his chest playfully.

"Just because I have more than two friends doesn't mean I have too many, you're just jealous that you can't make any friends at all." You turned around and leant on your elbows, looking at him as he raised an eyebrow.

"Is that so?" He asked and you nodded before Draco tackled you to the bed, pinning your arms as you both giggled.

"I'm sure this will be the best thing for you, eventually." Cho said softly as she held your hand, your eyes were glassy but no tears seemed to form.

"Maybe, I think it's just that I've existed with him or thinking about him for so long that it feels odd that it might end. It feels wrong to be in this position." You took a deep breath and looked at Cho, trying to smile as she looked at you supportively.

"You'll get there, I promise you it will get easier day by day you'll realise you don't need him to get through the day. Look how well you're already doing." She gave you the warmest smile and you couldn't help but blush because it made you feel so warm.

"You're right. I need to just…learn to live with it and not dwell. I mean, I have you and I have my other friends so what could really be that bad." You squeezed Cho's hand and sighed.

"Come on, we've both got quidditch practice." Cho smiled.

Flying together made you both feel so connected, like you'd always known one another. Even though you didn't play together, some houses would do a general practice every so often where anyone from any team could come along. You were looping around each other, bright smiles on both of your faces as you chased one another and messed around.

"If you two can stop flirting, we can get down to some actual practice!" Roger Davies yelled from just below you.

"Flirting? What are you on about?" Cho asked with a pink tinge to her cheeks you couldn't ignore.

"Oh come on, if you two can't see it you're blind." He called back before flying to the ground.

"No-no idea what that was about!" Cho stuttered as she also headed towards the ground. You had a puzzled look on your face before flying down to the rest of the group on the ground.

Draco entered the room of requirement with a little bird. Even though he had so much to accomplish…you were the only thing on his mind. You distracted him from all tasks, not that he didn't welcome distraction from the awful task before him. He'd been trying to repair the vanishing cabinet for about 9 months now and even with the advice from Borgin he hadn't got any closer. There was no way of getting the cabinet to Borgin and Burke's but Draco had no idea if the incantation was even working, every live thing he put in there would come back dead. It wasn't even as if Borgin could apparate into the room of requirement, but Draco didn't have time on his hands. It was why he had been so stressed recently, or really the past 6 months at least and he knew you had felt it. But how could you know? How could you be told what had happened? Draco knew that you wouldn't be on his side of the inevitable war, so what was the point in telling you?

As he looked around the room packed with relics from the school's past, he couldn't help but remember all the times the two of you had snuck into it. Making out whilst you should've been in potions or fucking in a free period, Draco saw you everywhere in this place and it only made him more eager to get out. He placed the little bird he had seen in the corridor in the cabinet and shut the door. The bird's tweets could be heard as well as the little scratches when it would jump around on the wood, Draco felt guilty about using the bird but he had to try again with something living.

"Harmonia nectere passus," his wand was lifted as he chanted the incantation but there wasn't the familiar whoosh sound, he could still hear the bird "harmonia nectere passus," he repeated and there were no more noises.

After a few moments he repeated the chant again but even though there was a woosh he heard no tweeting. Opening the cabinet the bird lay dead, unmoving and lifeless and Draco couldn't handle it. He stepped backwards after shutting the cabinet and sat down on a rough looking chair before bursting into tears.

You walked towards the Hufflepuff common room, pausing to groan at the fact you had to tap on all the barrels once again to enter. When you were in first year you got it slightly wrong and got covered in vinegar so you were sure to get it right even if you were in an awful mood. When you walked in you went over to one of the cacti stands and smiled as they danced with their arms moving up and down. The common room was full of plants and due to your love of them you couldn't imagine a place you'd feel more comfortable.

You dreamed one day of owning a country house with sprawling ivy all over it (even though it ruins the brickwork) and large gardens you could tend to. Your Muggle mother used to always take you to the allotments in the posher part of your town even though you lived on the other side. Falling in love with plants was easy when you felt so calm and fulfilled after being around them, you had never felt so at peace in your life. Being around plants would be so important to you when you eventually left school, living in a city felt almost impossible to you.

Draco used to love listening to you discuss your favourite flowers, or ways to pot different plants and how fertiliser impacted growth but always made sure to tell him to never use peat fertiliser. He used to laugh because it wasn't as if he was ever going to use any fertiliser anywhere in his life. You felt as if you were yearning for those times, yearning for everything he made you feel. Draco made you feel at home. Being without him for so long was taking a toll on you because you weren't used to it, even an afternoon without one another was surprising. Draco had met your mother for God sake, not that you could meet his parents but either way you were so close with one another- it seemed unimaginable that you could be apart from now on.

Maybe he was your poisoned tree? Infecting all other facets of your life until he took over your psyche and your life with it. Making you progressively weaker as the poison took control over your existence as you were controlled by his actions. For God sake you couldn't do anything without thinking about him, or what he would've said in that situation. He was everywhere you looked and you didn't have to see his face to know it. Why couldn't he just tell you what was going on? You believed that he loved you, you really did so you didn't think he was cheating but, it was something. Something so big that he didn't feel he could tell you. There were always rumors about the Malfoy family but you never really entertained them as real, what if there was some truth in them? Were they all death eaters? That eventuality was suddenly becoming more and more of a reality. You needed to clear your head so you headed towards the only place you knew you'd be alone- The room of requirement.

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