#draco x reader fluff
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Can you do one where draco catches the reader trying to pleasure thereself and it isn't working very well so he helps? Please
when presented with a night all to yourself, all your roommates gone on holiday, you decided on a bit of much-needed self care.
anticipation made your fingers twitch as you hurried back to your room after finishing the day’s commitments, excited to finally have some alone time.
your clothes were shed quickly, tossed halfhazardly into a basket at the end of the bed, unwilling to take the time to hang them back up and line your shoes up beside the door.
without any hesitation, you sank down onto the bed, on top of the dark green comforter. it was smooth against your bare skin, cool from being untouched all day — sending chills down your arms and legs.
your eyes fell closed as you rested back against the pillows, exhaling the stress of the day. your fingers drifted downward, slowly trailing along your sternum and the curve of your belly, down between your thighs.
you were already wet from an entire day of anticipation, knowing this is what you’d come home to. your fingertips delicately slipped between drenched folds, touching the soft, velvety skin. your other hand rose to your chest, playing with your nipples, rolling and tugging until you were practically grinding into your own palm. the throbbing soreness was briefly soothed as your fingers pressed inside, curling forward. it only took a few moments before the ache was back, your fingers not quite reaching deep enough to satisfy the anxious buzz in your body. you tried to relax, ignoring the rising frustration. you needed to get off, but your body refused to cooperate and it only became more difficult as you grew more stressed.
“hey, I was— oh.”
you’d sworn you locked the door, but there stood draco malfoy, staring with his jaw open at your naked form, fingers buried in your sopping cunt.
“shut the door!” you hissed, horrified as he closed it behind him, staying in the room with you instead of sodding off to mind his own business.
“draco, get the hell—”
“do you need some help?” he questioned, biting his lip as his pants grew tighter. his eyes were dark as they took in the sight of you, angelic and unholy all at once.
you slowly nodded, giving into your own desperation, helpless on your own. his bag dropped off his shoulder as he made his way around to the side of the bed, slipping in behind you. you allowed draco to manhandle you between his legs, your naked back resting against his chest, wrinkling his perfect white button down.
“just relax, princess,” he purred into your hair, prying your legs open and draping them over his.
you hadn’t even realized you’d closed your legs — shy before the classmate you’d always fancied. your head was spinning now, lying naked on top of him, your mind scrambling to catch up with reality as he kissed your neck and gently groped your breasts, sending sharp shocks down to the base of your belly.
“oh.”
the soft moan that fell from your lips was involuntary, a primal reaction to the feeling of his fingertips finding your clit, warming you from the inside out. you felt him smile against the underside of your jaw, pleased with himself for pulling such filthy noises from you.
“that feel good? answer me.”
“y-yes, draco,” you whined, arching your back off of him as his fingers pumped in and out of you, the other hand still drawing circles on your clit.
“I can feel you squeezing me, go ahead and let go,” he encouraged, curling his fingers forward into your g-spot.
your back arched his chest and you drew your knees up as you came hard, a thousand tiny explosions going off in your body. you trapped draco’s hand between your legs, every muscle tensing as he cradled you, slowly stroking you through the waves of your orgasm.
he smiled when you collapsed against him, out of breath and muscles weak. a wave of his wand cleaned up the impressive mess you’d made at the mercy of his touch. you basked in the relief that you’d craved all day, struggling to stay awake in his arms. he pulled a blanket over you, settling down, letting you get the rest you needed.
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✧˖°. 𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘧𝘰𝘺: 𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘣𝘰𝘢𝘳𝘥
— he’s not completely open about himself or affectionate but you can tell he’s holding back, but a few months after you prove you’re not going anywhere he’ll open up and trust you more.
— lots of random surprise hugs from behind where he just envelops you into his rich cologne scents.
— he loves seeing you at his games in his quidditch jersey, it gives him so much more confidence and makes him so happy.
— sometimes he’s a little distant when he’s jealous, but with you reassuring him he feels much better.
— he adores seeing you in his rings and when you play with them as he holds your hand.
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|hide-n-seek| imagine
draco malfoy x hufflepuff reader
Description: Hi! I love your works! Can I request a fic of Draco x female hufflepuff reader where she is super outgoing and always nice to everyone? she’s also super smart! she is bullied by most of the slytherins (but not draco). draco and her don’t talk a lot, but they sometimes partner up for school projects and he’s nice to her. he is ignoring her bc he doesn’t know how to deal with the fact that he likes her, and she is super upset and is sad and self conscious and he notices and realizes that’s it’s his fault and fixes it?
Word Count: +1.2k
For: @spencerreidisbootiful
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Draco perked up when he saw a head of (y/h/c) and a black and yellow tie enter the charms classroom, she was late. She was never late. You apologized profusely to Flitwick who waved his hand at you, telling you it was fine and that you could take your seat.
You plopped down beside Draco and put your head down on the dark oak table, “ Ugh,” you groaned.
Draco raised a neat pale brow but didn’t say anything until everyone began practicing the charm ,” Why were you late?” he asked pulling his wand out of his robes, “ You weren’t in the bathroom were you?”
You scoffed at his rude implication, “ No, Draco,” you said reprovingly, “ I was just late, that’s all,”
Draco looked you over and said nothing more about it.
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It was two days later and once again you were late. Draco felt his heart sink the slightest bit, sensing something was wrong he interrogated you as soon as you entered the classroom, “ Where the hell were you this time?” he hissed quietly as they were supposed to be reading.
Your (e/c) eyes hardend and you pursed your lips, “ I was just late again, that’s all,”
“ Oh, horseshite, “ he snapped back.
You said nothing more and carried on with your assignment.
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It was after class now and Draco watched you leave your last class, silently admiring how your hair glittered in the afternoon rays of the sun. You laughed at something a friend said and a small but genuine smile graced Draco’s face, maybe there wasn’t anything wrong.
He didn’t know (y/n) very well, they only sat by each other in Charms but he had grown quite fond of her. Draco had known who you were, you were rather popular and outgoing so most people did.
You used to annoy him horribly just because of how nice you were. He had concluded it was all fake but now he knew it to be genuine, which freaked him out more.
You didn’t seem to have a care in the world.
Later at dinner, Draco sat beside Blaise Zabini who was taking sips of pumpkin juice while reading the evening prophet, “ Zabini?” he asked.
The handsome boy merely hummed in acknowledgement without so much as turning to look at him.
“ What do you know about (y/n) (y/l/n?”
Zabini’s focus wavered and he set down the prophet and sent Draco a confused look , “ You meaning that overly peppy girl? What you trying to shag her?”
The image of being intimate with (y/n) made Draco’s pale face turn pink, “ No you idiot, Merlin never mind!” Draco shot up and practically ran from the dining hall and back to the Slytherin dorms.
He went into his down and flopped down on his bed and stared at the ceiling of his canopy bed, why the hell did he feel like this? Why was his stomach bubbling and why were his cheeks burning. His heart was racing and his palms sweating. Why did what Blaise said embarrass him that much-?
Oh.
Oh no.
Draco jumped out of bed and began pacing around his dorm, what was he going to do? He had to do something, right? He couldn’t fancy her, he was Draco bloody Malfoy, and she was just some half-blood in Hufflepuff!
That night Draco lay wide awake contemplating his plan for the next day and how he would get rid of this unwanted crush. He decided to just ignore it, that seemed simple enough, right?
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You came in late once again and you looked to Draco, waiting for his questions but they never came. The Slytherin stared straight ahead, not even looking in your direction.
You sent him a questioning look but ignored it.
Later in class you asked him how his day was going and there was no response, you figured he didn’t hear you so you said it louder, and again there was nothing.
You expected this from the other Slytherins, but not Draco. You felt a dull pain in your heart and swallowed the lump rising in your throat. You weren’t sure wahy you were on the brink of tears. People had done worse than this to you, they practically still do torment you.
But their taunts felt like nothing compared to this silent treatment.
“ What did I do?” you asked at last.
No response.
When the bell rang you flew past Draco who hadn’t even left his seat. You were out the door before he could blink. He felt the unfamiliar sensation of guilt coil in his stomach and the next thing he knew, he was following you.
Draco made it just in time to see the tail end of you turn down a corridor. He pursued you, trying to think of what he was going to say, or how he was going to explain. He just knew he couldn’t tell you the truth, he couldn’t even believe it himself.
His shoes slapped against the flagstone floors as he tried to find you, but after a little over fifteen minutes he gave up. At least he knew he’d see you when you left Transfiguration in a few hours.
It was his study hall so he headed toward the library when he heard a group of boys roaring with laughter. He didn’t pay it much mind, it wasn’t uncommon to hear students horsing around in the halls.
When he rounded the corner his stomach dropped through the floor.
It was you, surrounded by five of his housemates.
“ Aw, did we make you cry, Puff?” sneered Anthony Stone.
Your fists clenched beside you and you stood tall, “ Shove off! I can only stand you lot once a day, why break the routine now, huh?”
The boys laughed once again, “ You think you’re so big and bad? Show us what you can do, bitch!” said one of them shoving your shoulder.
He noticed the way you tensed up but nevertheless you shoved his hand off you. He recognized your wand in Avery’s hand and he took that split second to admire your courage. Five creepy ass blokes against one tough, but practically defenseless girl.
Draco managed to awake from his stupor and in an instant he felt blood rush to his ears and his heart hammer against his chest, “ Oy!” he hollered.
The boys looked up just as Draco sent a flurry of hexes their way, not giving a rat ass they would run off and tell their other housemates about him defending a half-blood. Merlin he could already hear the howler.
The group of Slytherins screamed as sharp pins poked them on the bum as they ran down the corridor, eventually fading from view.
You blinked with a dumbfounded but horrified look, “ I-,”
“ Why the hell didn’t you tell me?” snapped Draco, “ I could have done something about-,”
“ Why would you?” you asked incredulously.
“ Because I-!” he stopped himself, he couldn’t finish the sentence. They stayed in awkward silence for a moment, barely a foot apart and staring at one another.
“ Because?” you asked softly, a (y/s/t) hand reaching out to touch his forearm. Your (y/e/c) had his insides melting and your hopeful face obliterated him, what did he do?
“ Because... that’s what friends are for?” he said like he was unsure himself.
You couldn’t help but giggle and step a little bit closer, “ Draco?” you hummed.
“ Er yeah?”
You smiled, “ For once in your life shut the hell up,”
That was all it took for the blond to swoop down and kiss you.
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|| “What could've been“||
Draco Malfoy x Pureblood Reader
Soooo my fyp is being all dracotok...again, so I made a Draco Malfoy scrabble^^. Hope you like it!!
In the heart of wizarding society, where lineage and tradition reigned supreme, Draco Malfoy found himself navigating the intricacies of a world where expectations often outweighed personal desires. Amidst this backdrop, an unforeseen twist of fate introduced him to a captivating individual— Y/N Devereaux —a witch whose presence stood out amidst the polished facade of society.
Their initial encounters were steeped in formalities, exchanged pleasantries, and the rigid expectations of their families. Draco, with his familiar air of aloofness, and Y/N, graceful yet quietly defiant of societal norms, found themselves repeatedly crossing paths at various wizarding events.
At first, their interactions were confined to polite conversation, laced with the weight of their families' histories and the unspoken rules of their society. Yet, beneath the surface, there brewed an unspoken connection—a shared understanding that transcended the boundaries of their predetermined roles.
Y/N possessed a depth that intrigued Draco—a mix of resilience, intelligence, and an unwavering spirit that refused to be constrained by societal dictates. As Draco navigated the complexities of his own beliefs and the expectations placed upon him, Y/N's presence served as a gentle reminder of a world beyond the confines of tradition.
Despite the pressures surrounding them, a subtle shift occurred in their dynamic. Casual encounters turned into purposeful conversations, filled with shared laughter, moments of vulnerability, and glimpses of their true selves beneath the masks they wore for the world.
Draco found himself confiding in Y/N about his inner conflicts, the weight of family expectations, and the struggle to define his own path amidst the stringent guidelines set by his lineage. Y/N, in turn, shared her own aspirations, fears, and dreams—unveiling a side of herself that she rarely revealed to anyone.
As Draco and Y/N spent more time together, they discovered common interests and an unspoken understanding that blossomed into a genuine connection—one that neither could ignore nor deny. Their journey together wove a tale of finding solace and understanding in a world that demanded conformity.
"Another one of these insufferable gatherings. The same faces, the same pretenses."
"It can be tiresome, indeed Draco. But sometimes, within the monotony, there might be hidden moments worth discovering."
"Hidden moments? In a sea of shallow conversations and forced pleasantries?"
"Perhaps. But sometimes, beneath the expected facade, there are depths waiting to be explored you know."
Their conversations, once formal and veiled, gradually shifted to deeper topics, their words weaving a connection beyond the surface. Each encounter revealed more layers, unraveling the complexities of their personalities.
"I've never understood these traditions. They suffocate individuality, force us into roles we didn't choose."
"Traditions often clash with the desire for authenticity Draco dear, But within those constraints, there might be room to shape our own paths."
"You speak as if there's a way to break free from these chains love." He said, as he walked towards her, grabbing her hand and kissing it.
"Maybe not break free entirely, but navigate them in a way that lets us remain true to ourselves, You know that Love." She said as she carresses her love's cheek.
Their conversations, once tethered to societal expectations, ventured into contemplations of freedom and identity, fostering a mutual understanding of their shared struggle against the confines of their world.
"There's something different about you. You don't conform to the mold everyone expects."
"And neither do you, Draco. Beneath that exterior lies someone wrestling with their own desires and beliefs."
"I never expected to find someone who sees beyond the Malfoy name."
"Maybe that's because I look for the person behind the title, beyond the expectations."
Their dialogues, once laced with formality, evolved into honest exchanges, each word strengthening the connection between them.
"I've found comfort in our conversations,Y/N. I found comfort in You. You make these events bearable."
"You've provided solace for me in this world of constraints, Draco. Your perspective challenges my own. And I love that about you.“
"Perhaps there's a chance for something more between us."
"Maybe, in this world of rigidity, we've found a space to explore what could be."
Their talks, once cautious and restrained, hinted at a shared desire for something beyond the limitations of their circumstances.
Their journey together continued, conversations evolving from polite exchanges to shared confidences, laughter, and whispered hopes for a future where their love could thrive. Amidst clandestine meetings and stolen moments, their connection grew stronger, defying the boundaries imposed by their families and society.
Their love blossomed amidst clandestine meetings, stolen glances, and whispered conversations away from the prying eyes of their world. They navigated the delicate balance between their burgeoning affection and the pressures of their families' expectations, determined to carve out a path where their love could thrive.
In the end, what began as chance encounters in the meticulously crafted world of wizarding aristocracy evolved into a profound and unexpected love—one that dared to challenge tradition and rewrite the narrative of their predetermined lives. Draco and Y/N stood united, their love a testament to the resilience of the human heart against the confines of expectation and tradition. Together, they forged a future that honored their love, breaking free from the chains of society to embrace a life where their hearts could truly be at peace.
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Your Valentine’s Day Request
brief summary: draco malfoy grants your small valentine’s day wish, even if he wishes it wasn’t so public
[draco malfoy x reader; limited to no use of (y/n)]
divider credits here !!
Draco Lucius Malfoy keeps to himself and his posse. He wouldn’t dare show his soft side, especially to the Slytherin House.
You, however, had an advantage. You saw everything. From whining for attention to play fighting with you, he showed you all of his sides.
Draco would (in a heartbeat) say that he doesn’t have a soft side. He’s all mean and grumpy. That’s what a majority of people thought.
You knew right from wrong. You knew that those rumors he spread about himself were wrong. And you prided yourself in that. The motivation of being his only one made you smile.
You had one simple request for your Valentine’s Day with him; to sit together and hold hands. At first, he looked confused.
“That’s it?” he had asked.
“I want to sit with you and hold hands in the Great Hall. In front of your House. Or mine, you know that they don’t care.”
Draco almost dropped his book. His jaw dropped, a pout beginning to tug his lips.
“What.”
“Pleeeeaaaaassseeee?”
“But, love, why? Can’t we just snuggle here? I, for one, would love that,” he tried, taking your hands and kissing them softly. He put his best puppy dog eyes, but you could not be swayed.
“Draco.”
Draco sighed, resting his forehead on your shoulder.
“If that’s what you really want. But hey, my Valentine’s Day gift needs to be really big,” he teased, smiling playfully at you.
You ruffled his hair, smiling brightly to yourself.
“Sounds like a deal, my darling.”
Valentine’s day finally came. You were super excited. The two of you met in front of the doors of the Great Hall. Your warm hands held his cold ones, his grip tightening on yours.
“Love?”
“Mhm?”
“If you squeeze any harder, I think you’ll cut off my blood circulation.”
Draco loosened his grip. “Sorry.”
He sighed deeply, looking back at you with a strained smile.
“You got this. We got this,” you brought his hand to your lips.
With a nod, he pushed the doors open. Draco’s face returned to its cold state, his icy hands holding yours. You, however, couldn’t keep your smile off of your face. He wanted to see that smile for the rest of his life. He knew it.
The two of you walked to an isolated table in the Great Hall. Many Slytherins stared in shock. Others watched with an amused smile. Draco didn’t care anymore. You were his, and he was yours.
“Happy Valentine's day, my love,” he leaned in to whisper, a slight smile on his face.
“Happy Valentine’s day, darling,” you whispered back, kissing his cheek softly.
The two of you ate in peace, holding hands under the long wooden table.
“I hope you’re ready for what I want today…” Draco smiled evilly.
Oh gods, what did you get yourself into..
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crush!
๑.pairings: draco x fem!reader
๑.genre: fluff, crack, no voldy au + sfw !!
๑.synopsis: just draco having a crush on you! and the slytherin gang has some plan of their own amusement to it.
๑.warnings: grammatical errors, rushed ending (?) AHHAHHA
๑.status + house: pure-blood (but born in the muggle world), hufflepuff
๑.wc: 4.1k
๑.links: navigation | hp.masterlist | taglist form
From the slytherin prince himself, he was known for his attitude. Calling out half-bloods, and mostly the muggle-borns, calling them such names as: “mudbloods”. And he really thinks that the world revolves around him sometimes, but then you came. A hufflepuff that has the same class as him in herbology class, and happens to be standing beside him during class. You were quiet and reserved, from what he has observed, you only talk when it’s necessary.
Everyone may all know that he doesn’t do dirty works like, holding dirt, sitting on the grass or even the ground itself, and he is afraid of bugs like what happened in his first year detention with the golden trio in the forbidden forest at night.
Funny thing is, you started correcting him one time and it got on his nerves. But the truth is, you were actually right about it. When the class finished, he caught you crouching and happened to tie your black boots. As far as he can remember, that was not in the proper school uniform rules. Then he laughed at you for having those boots because you couldn’t “afford” such proper shoes for the uniform. Then the next day of the class, you weren’t there anymore. At first he just brushed it like it was nothing. Then the following days of herbology class without you, he was now all grumpy. Even his friends couldn’t even get to make him feel better. He kept eyeing you on the hufflepuff table in the great hall or even during his quidditch match against the other houses.
The only person he could come to ask for something was Blaise. As soon as he confronted this to him, Blaise let out a small chuckle. He confronted Draco that he was having a crush on you, to which he denied and proceeded to explain about purity of pure-bloods, the sacred 28, and the muggle borns.
And, he found himself lying on the infirmary, with his friends surrounding him and he gritted his teeth to remember him and Harry, chasing over the snitch.
“Excuse me,” the familiar voice made him stop looking like a grumpy kid. His friends gave way to see you. Your hair was tied in a high ponytail and with just yu white shirt and the uniform you had, and you were holding something. Blaise looked at him and raised his eyebrows and leaned closer to draco to whisper something.
“It looks like your nurse is here,” he gave him a coy smile and left, “take care of the prince,” Blaise looked at you.
“Blaise!” Draco said, his heartbeat won't stop beating fast as you went closer to him. Blaise looked back and waved goodbye and left the room. The room was silent, way too silent. You placed the medicine beside the counter.
“Let me see your arm,” you instructed. He looked at you with his eyebrows, scrunching. You sighed and gestured your hands to hold his broken arms. A few seconds later, he obliged.
You started on removing his robe and the arm gear, “You know, you’re kinda being reckless during the game.” you started a conversation. Your touch against him made him tense as ever.
“I am not. Blame Potter for that,” he replied. You chuckled, “ah, it's always potter. You know, i kind of thought that you fancied him."
He was furious, how can he be fancied by someone like potter? “That’s absurd! Why would I even do that?! And besides, I have one that I fancy.” oh boy.
You looked at him with a surprised expression. “She must be lucky then,” you commented.
He smirked, “of course she is.”
As soon as you changed the bandage on his arm, you gave him a medicine to which he complained about the flavour. “Yuck! What is this rubbish?”
“Don’t expect medicines to have the same taste as pumpkin juice,” you deadpanned, “and stay there until the end of the day, madam pomfrey will take a look over at your arm.” you instructed him.
“You clearly did a good job over mending my arm l/n,” he said. With the sudden praise he said, he saw your widened eyes and blushed a little and you shook your head immediately, “no. I refuse, you stay there and wait for madam pomfrey.” you insisted. And he stayed.
It was only 4 hours later, madam pomfrey arrived at the infirmary. "Goodness me miss y/n i apologise for the delay," she walked towards draco and took a look at the bandage, "hmm, i see, well done miss y/n you did a good job on mr. malfoy's bandage. We can go on to the next lesson," she gave you a book, "Mr. Malfoy and Miss y/n, you two may go for dinner, just come back here for tomorrow's check up and training."
The door closed behind the two of you. You were holding your robe and wore it as you two walked down to the stairs. The silence is killing him. Maybe Blaise was right after all. Maybe he has a crush on you despite being a muggle born.
"So uh, what does the muggle world look like?" He asked, you turned your head in his direction. You dramatically gasped, "w-wow, the slytherin prince is interested in the muggle world!"
"Don't make me change my mind."
"Geez, okay okay,"
Soon, you began to talk about your world, the transportation, how telephones work, and the people, you even included your parents. But somehow, he seems intrigued. Especially the oh, so famous romeo and juliet story and also the music you like to listen to.
Surprisingly, the weather at Hogwarts is a bit hot. You never knew why. You just went into your first class, which is potion class. Just when you went inside, you can already feel like sleeping in this class. No matter how hard you try to listen to the procedures, you end up dozing off and get scolded by professor snape. It's not your fault you go back late to your dorms due to the lesson you had with madam pomfrey.
"If you want I can let you borrow my book, if you want to of course," you both were almost at the great hall, "i'll think about that," he replied.
"don't be reckless next time. see you around i guess," you bid a goodbye and fasten your pace to get inside first. A couple of seconds, he went in and sat down on his table where his friends were.
You stood on the corner and placed down your cauldron, books, parchment, and quill. The first 20 minutes was fine, until you started to doze off like you used to. A poke on your side made you jolt and yelped at the sudden touch. You looked behind to see Malfoy behind the other table, "what?" You asked.
He looked sideways and leaned a bit to you, "you were dozing off," he whispered.
"what?" You whispered back, "I can't hear you!", you whisper-yelled.
"Five points taken from Hufflepuff and Slytherin for talking in class," the voice of professor snape made you both freeze at the moment, you both looked at him and stared at you two. You both looked at your book immediately to avoid any more deductions. Blaise on the other hand chuckled at himself.
Five minutes ago…
"Open your books on lage 365." Snape instructed the slytherin table and most of the tables followed and began to read at the new potion that they were all working on. Draco, who was writing on his parchment for the materials needed, blaise tapped on his book to get his attention.
"What?" He asked. Blaise pointed at you. Your head was slowly going down and up, probably dozing off in class.
"It looks like Miss Nurse didn't sleep well," he teased.
"So?"
"So?" Blaise countered.
The two had a deadpanned look on each other. Professor Snape has started walking around the class to see who is working well. Draco looked at you, sleeping so peacefully while standing. Without thinking, he poked your side, making you jolt and yelped a bit. It was cute.
Back to the present…
Too bad, Snape has taken 5 points from slytherin. He was disappointed. But what's more irritating to him is that, balise was chuckling on his side. Blaise wrote something on his parchment and passed it silently to draco. He took the paper from Blaise and read the small note.
'Bloody hell, you're totally whipped for her!'
And he crumpled the paper and continued his work.
He was called to do their routines, and started their training, he kept stealing glances at you. He drove faster because he was unable to tell Cormac to go away from you. But instead, he let the ball fly over your side, hoping it could hit Cormac, but well… let's just say his calculations were wrong. You got hit in the head instead, leaving you unconscious. He immediately flew towards you. He gave Cormac a sharp glare and took you to the infirmary.
The next time he met you, was at the quidditch fields, you were working on something on the side, all alone. Perfect timing to show off and just to see you on the side. But his little perfect imagination was ruined when Cormac McLaggen went up to you and sat down beside you. He never held his broom way tight before. The way your face made a face that showed no interest in his talks, he was a bit relieved.
It was his first time letting someone ride on his broom. At The same time while he was flying, he could help but to have that grin he was used to showing. Who would ever think of him carrying you after all. Well, the golden trio saw him, and some students too. Ron was raising his eyebrow and looked at his other friends who were also confused, "bloody hell, I feel sorry for the girl," he commented. But Hermione was quick to make a move and smacked him with the newspaper on her hand.
He has successfully put you down on the bed, madam pomfrey was worried and told draco to get back to practice, but he didn't listen. Giving her an excuse of what you did before, and he was now trying to "pay back" what you did. And of course madam pomfrey was not the type to get fooled very easily. She knows.
It wasn't that long, you soon woke up. But you can still feel the pain on your forehead. Your view was blurry, you started to blink slowly, hoping the blurriness will be gone in no time.
"Merlin, Merlin. lay down, seriously."
With an annoyed voice you said, "For the love of Merlin, McLaggen, I told you many times, I'm not going out with you on hogsmeade." He looked at you with both of his eyes, squinting. "Do I look like McLaggen to you?" he asked.
You turned your head to see Malfoy beside you, "thank merlin, i thought he followed me here," you sighed in relief. "Did you? Carry me all the way here?" You asked. As you saw him wearing his quidditch uniform, you suddenly remembered what happened to you. How tragic.
"I feel obligated, and don't even think that I do this because I care." He replied.
"Pfft-"
"What's so funny?"
"Nothing, it's just you seem to have a problem talking with your feelings aren't you? I feel bad for the girl you fancied. She may be lucky but Merlin, you should try to be more not in denial," you advised, "you may never know. The results may surprise you, you know or whatever and go on being that prince."
Then you should feel bad for yourself then!
Madam pomfrey arrived and gave you medications and released you.
Both of you once again were at the door of the infirmary. Just like before, but this time, you were the one who got treated. Same as ever, you both went down on the stairs.
The same question kept running through his head. It's now or never, "about McLaggen—"
"Don't speak his name please, he's giving me the chills"
"May I ask why?"
You stopped walking, your face formed into disgust, "because, he's been bothering me for the last month and up until now, it all started in herbology, he kept looking at me, and i feel… disturbed. Then, he was always waiting for me outside every end of class! I could reason that I have a boyfriend but truthfully and obviously I don't have one!"
Draco has a thought of his own. You didn't get upset with him, you were avoiding someone! He thought that you were upset because he teased you. You were busy walking back and forth and started to ramble. For some reason, he finds it entertaining. He stood there and crossed his arms, waiting for you to realise.
"Why don't I help you?"
You stopped. "What?"
"I said-"
"I heard what you meant, but help? About what?"
He rolled his eyes and walked towards you, "you said you want him to get away, and i'm here being this kind," he smirked.
Your mouth was open. In your thoughts, the one and only Draco malfoy is offering to help you.
"Sure, if it means to get him away from my life, I'll accept it." You gestured for a handshake, "but do remember that I need to have something in return," he held your hands and shook it as a form of agreement. "What is the 'something' that you want in return?" You asked.
"Soon enough I'll tell you," he answered. You both once again walked towards the great hall to eat dinner. But what you didn't expect is that as soon as you both were at the door, he rested his arm over your shoulder and his face was more proud, as if it's the usual thing that he has been doing. Meanwhile you, you were surprised. You can feel your cheeks burning. The longer his arm was on your shoulder, your head was slowly going down because of the embarrassment.
"Malfoy, what are you doing?" You said in a shaky voice.
"What? You said that you wanted my help?" He innocently asked. Draco raised an eyebrow. You both entered the great hall, everyone’s gaze fell on you, mostly. They started whispering in each other’s ear. “M-malfoy look! They have started talking about us!” you whisper-yelled. He led you to the hufflepuff table and patted your head and gave you a coy smile, leaving you all red. Your friends wiggled their eyebrows and began teasing you, “you and malfoy huh? Details please!” they happily said.
Meanwhile, He went back to the great hall to see his friends looking at him. Theo was the first one to ask him, “you and the hufflepuff girl?” he smirked. Blaise on the side smirked too, “No wonder you ditched your practice earlier.”
“Ditched the practice?” a voice from the side revealing pansy. “That’s so unlike you,” she teased.
He groaned and lifted his head to look at your table, you were still being bombarded by your friends' constant teasing and questions. What he didn’t know was that he was smiling.
Pansy noticed it, “bloody salazar, you’re way too whipped for her!” she gasped. Blaise laughed, “like I said in potions class,” he added.
“She’s a muggle born right?”
Theo’s question made them freeze, “she was but her parents are both pure blooded.” Draco answered. Another gasp came out from pansy’s mouth, “you seem like a creep draco. How come you knew this all along?” she asked.
“We talked from my last game that I got from my trip to the infirmary and she helped me mend my arm.” he simply told them. By the tone of his voice, there was no holding back and just simply said the truth, leaving them speechless.
After the dinner, they all went back to the common room and sat down on the sofa. Theo Pansy and Blaise were sitting on the sofa while Draco went up to his dorm and began working on his essays. “I bet 15 galleons if the Hufflepuff girl kisses him first.” pansy announced.
The boys looked at her with a smirk on their faces. “I bet 20 galleons if Draco kisses her,” Theo said. “I agree with Theo,” Blaise added. Pansy smirked, “I'll make it 25, then it’s a deal.”
“What are you three doing there?”
Daphne’s voice made them freeze.
Theo signalled Daphne to come over. “We’re betting on Draco and the Hufflepuff girl on who kisses first. Wanna bet?” he asked. Daphne shrugged her shoulders. “Sure,” she agreed, “how much?”
“25 gallons if the girl made the move or 20 for Draco”
“25 for the girl, you never know girls can be unpredictable too you now,” he said and pansy and her high five-d.
You nodded. "He does. Thank you Malfoy, if you want I'll treat you to three broomsticks, if you're up to that of course." You offered.
“This will be fun.” Theo laughs.
The following day, He walked you to class in potions. You were still overwhelmed by what happened yesterday. He leaned on to your ear before walking to his seat "looks like McLaggen finally stopped."
"Seems tempting," he commented. You rolled your eyes playfully. "The offer still stands," you added.
Snape entered the classroom with his robe swaying behind as he walked to the front. You and everyone followed and Snape began the lesson. At the end of class, you separated yourself from Draco and went ahead. But to your dismay, McLaggen was leaning against the wall. You stopped your tracks and decided to go back. But he was too fast. He grabbed your robe and you muttered something under your breath.
"Never knew you and Draco, huh." He says. As much as you wanted to say that it was all fake, but you can't.
On the weekends, you completely hide yourself, you would avoid your friends, and even malfoy, who is helping you. You went to honeydukes, and you were wearing a full black outfit. And to be honest, black is the most attractive yet powerful clothing statement to be known. With your usual doc marten boots that your parents bought you a year ago, and a black dress and a black coat to match, you were holding some chocolate treats for you to eat later to study.
"Like I told you! Go bother someone else, I'm tired of you following me, asking me to go out with you when I'm not!" You angrily said.
He walked closer to you. "Like I'll bloody believe that you have an actual boyfriend to begin with, and I know it's fake l/n." He smirked. You yanked your robe and began to walk away from him by fastening your pace.
You looked sideways to see Mclaggen, to your luck, he wasn’t here. You breathed out and walked towards the counter and paid for the chocolate you just just bought. “That would be 5 galleons,” the woman said. You opened your wallet and to your dismay, you only had 4 galleons. You cursed at yourself for not bringing your entire money that you have been saving and was left in your dorm.
“Uh, i’ll just put these back—” as you turned around and a hand reached on the counter. You looked to see who it was, it was Draco Malfoy. “I’ll pay for them,” he said.
“Wha- ?! hey! malfoy!” you were surprised to see him. Both of you locked your gaze upon each other. He wore this all black suit that contrasts his pale skin and his platinum hair colour.
It was his first time seeing you in casual clothes. You were wearing all black and your usual boots. If he's not gonna lie, you look dashing on it. You first went outside and so was he.
"I could've put those back and laid them myself malfoy," you told him.
He scoffed lightly. "Come on, that was just a small bill, nothing too expensive."
You rolled your eyes, "yeah, like you know the word 'expensive'." He laughed at your own joke. He then asked, "by the way, why are you avoiding me? Was I supposed to help you right?"
You groaned, "I know, it's just—" you pulled him onto the alley beside honeydukes, "McLaggen knows that all of it was fake." You stated. He rolled his eyes, "that git." He mumbled.
"So am i gonna do the next step just for him to stop bothering you?" He asked. You shrugged your shoulders, "I don't know. and besides, why are you helping me?" You asked.
"Isn't that obvious? Because I wanted to." He replied.
You shook your head. "No, is there a hidden meaning to it?"
He groaned.
You kept looking at your shoes, not knowing what to say. You looked away from his gaze as you tried to think about an excuse and hide in your common room or anywhere.
You kept on fidgeting your own thumb with your index finger, "i gotta go now," you excused yourself. When you were about to go out from the alley with Malfoy, you saw McLaggen walking by. You immediately went back to the alley. Surprisingly, Malfiy was still there and saw you panicking.
"I'm so sorry for this but-" when he was about to ask why, you landed your lips on his. You were on your tip-toes because he was taller than you. You cupped his cheeks and the paper bag you were holding just now fell on the ground. Of course Draco was surprised by how you simply kissed him. He was happy that you kissed him. That made him even more excited. Somehow, he thanked McLaggen in his mind as he started to grab your waist and pulled you closer to him.
The kiss lasted for a minute or so, you were all red. For your first kiss, it is the one and only Draco Lucius Malfoy. You didn’t know whether to cry about it or laugh at it. But for the boy himself, he was blushing now.
“I am so sorry for that malfoy, i didn’t what i was thinking—”
He smirked. And kissed you once again. He looked on the side to see McLaggen and continued kissing you. He broke the kiss, leaving you breathless and all red. “Just don’t apologise, or I'll do it again.” he says.
“And as for the ‘something’ that i want i return now that git is gone, go out with me, like seriously.” he said.
Your face was clearly dumbfounded, “huh?” you gasped slowly. You avoided his gaze. From the corner, to the wall and the streets, you began to stutter as you gave him your reply, “s-sure… I will.”
He smiled. He grabbed your hand and pulled you all the way to three broomsticks. To be honest, when he grabbed you and began to walk, you couldn't help but to think of him as a child who was excited to go around town. You both sat down, and the waitress began taking your order.
“One butterbeer. And yours?” the waitress asked.
You replied, “One butterbeer too.” the waitress went away leaving you both on the table.
You asked, “uh, so… what made you like me?”
“You?” He raised his eyebrow. “Is liking someone, be needing a reason for it?” he asked back. You shook your head and he chuckled, “thought so.” he replied.
“But get this, this whole thing, is new to me okay? I’ve never been on a date before and I'm generally new to all of this.” you told him. “And i’m still processing on what happened earlier and-”
“Okay, okay, I get it. I won’t rush you, I guarantee that.” he says.
You smile as soon as you hear that he won’t rush things. Draco himself may be predictable in his insults, but what made you wonder what kind of person he is, what could be his favourite book, favourite spell and other interests he had.
“Well, i think it’s unfair that you know the things i like to do, why don’t you share something for me to know?” you asked.
The waitress arrived and gave the order. He took a sip from his drink, “what do you want to know?” he asked.
You cracked a smile, “everything like what i shared to you last time.” you took a sip from your drink.
“See! I told you she’ll kiss him first!” pansy cheered. Blaise and Theo gave her a small pouch containing galleons, and Daphne cheered too.
What they didn’t all know but, pansy set up the whole bet by bringing McLaggen to hogsmeade.
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Wife Actually/ A Draco Malfoy x reader one-shot
House: out of school
Blood: don't matter
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{Pansy POV}
It was finally time for our reunion at Hogwarts. The only reason I was going was to see my draco of course. Otherwise I wouldn't want to be surrounded by those wretched mudbloods.
I picked out my dark green silk dress, that I picked out just for this occasion, grabbed my stuff, and started along my way.
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Once I got there I saw Millicent.
"Oi Millicent! Over here!" I shouted.
"Hey Pansy! Long time in see"
"Have you seen draco around anywhere?" I asked.
"Oh yeah, over there at those tables, he's with a girl." She says pointing to the tables.
A girl.
"A girl??"
"Yes."
I walk over there to them.
"Hey dracey! Who is this again." I say giving what's-her-name a disgusting glare.
"Oh she's my ex girlfriend. Y/n Y/l/n ring a bell?" he said.
"What?! This thing."
{Y/n POV}
"Oh Draco, I told you not to introduce me like that." I say, turning to pansy who clearly has her memory wiped of me.
"Don't you remember me Parkinson? Y/n Y/l/n? Ring a bell?"
"Nope. Why would I remember something like you. " she spits.
"Okay then. I'm Y/n y/l/n, Draco's wife."
"Wha- what?!" She shouts.
"He said ex girlfriend!" She shouts again.
"She's my wife actually." Draco says grabbing my left hand, showing her the ring.
She runs off to god knows where.
"I told you not to introduce me like that!" I whisper yelled.
"But you love it." He teases.
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Hi! Could you write an angsty post!war Draco Malfoy fic with reader where Draco wakes up from a nightmare and cries ;-; (Pls and thank you sm, you can ignore if u want)
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Warnings: Mentions of near-death experience, body wounds and graphic imagery, mild swearing.
It started in a black room. Draco didn’t know what was going on but before he knew it, he was back at Hogwarts, people running, crying, and screaming. He saw familiar faces running and some chasing. He didn’t know where to look, but he felt the sudden sense of dread that he felt that day.
That was when he heard you. You were screaming his name, the dreaded sound of your raw and pitiful screams hit his ears and he had an immediate sense of fear wash over him. Draco ran through the crowds of people, tripping over the rubble from the building trying to get to you, and when he did he felt his heart drop to his chest.
He saw a death eater on top of you, smiling like a psychopath, a smile that made his bones shake within him. He tried to move but he couldn’t. He watched as the death eater bit the side of your neck, the blood running down your body like a stream of water. He watched as you screamed in pain, and as he heard the word “Cruicio” again and again coming from the death eater.
He screamed, or at least tried to, but nothing came out. It’s like his voice was stolen from him. All he could do was watch.
Finally, the death eater stopped, and Draco felt his whole body tense as he saw you look over at him, and mouth his name before he physically saw your color drain from your face and the soul leave your body. The death eater liked their fingers, and looked over at Draco, smiling before disappearing in a cloud of dust.
Draco could move now, and he ran to you. He grabbed your lifeless body and he shook you, begging for you to wake up. He felt himself crying and as the hot tears poured down his face he repeated the healing curse over and over again as an attempt to bring you back to live. But your wounds were too severe, your pain had sent you into overstimulation and caused your brain to just stop.
He gripped your body close to his and he screamed your name over, and over, and over again until he just couldn’t anymore. He felt the eyes of your family, and Harry on him as he pulled you closer to his chest.
Draco felt his heart shatter, the different pieces falling apart like an unglued puzzle. He screamed for you to wake up. Until he was hyperventilating. In Between the breathes he begged for you to come back, he begged whatever gods were up there to bring you back to him, until he felt a hand on his shoulder.
“Draco. She’s…she’s gone son.” His mother said softly, as to not break the remaining pieces of her son's heart. Draco stared up at his mom, he looked at her and saw the tears welding up in her eyes. He gripped onto your body tighter, your head falling limp in his arms as he shook his head vigorously.
“She’s not dead. She’s just tired mom. She’s been studying so well to go to that school in America. She’s been staying up late too even though I told her to sleep. She’s just sleeping mom.” He cried to himself as he hugged your body.
Draco was tossing and turning in his sleep. Repeatedly saying your name in a hushed tone. You were concerned when you woke up and saw Draco in cold sweats, tossing and turning. You lightly shook him, trying to wake him.
He woke up suddenly, jerking up from his sleeping position and letting out a horrid scream. His breaths were short, and he continued to say your name over and over.
Not wanting to scare him more, you lightly took his hand in yours as you pulled his face towards you.
“Daco, I’m here, I’m right here.”
Draco’s breaths were still heavy, he looked at you with wide eyes and tear stained cheeks. He grabbed your face harshly, he turned your neck from side to side, checking for the scar left by the death eater. He checked your wrists, he checked your face, and he did this over and over again.
“I-I, you were, I didn’t, I couldn’t-”
“Draco, my love, take a deep breath. You’re okay.” You pulled his hand to your chest as you breathed deeply, trying to get him to breathe with you. His breathing slowed down and you softly smiled at him.
“I’m here my love. I’m okay.” Draco nodded and pulled his hand away. He laid back down on his back and looked at the ceiling. You laid down on his chest, scotting yourself closer to him to lay on top of him. He wrapped an arm around you and turned himself over so that your head was in his chest. He kissed the top of your head and pulled you closer into him and sighed deeply.
“Do you wanna tell me what the dream was about?” You asked. You heard Draco suck in a shaky breath before he said anything.
“It was back during the war. When we had to split up. It was when I found you underneath the death eater. But, this time I couldn’t repel them off of you, this time, I couldn’t…I…You were dead.” You sighed as you remembered the contents from that day. All you could do was let Draco hold you, let him feel the beating of your heart and your steady breaths as you stroke his back.
“I’m here Draco. You saved me, remember?” Draco smiled at you as he pulled you in closer to his body.
“What if…Y/n what if I hadn’t saved you?” He asked. You felt the slight shiver in his voice and you knew how scared he was, even to think about it. But you just pulled yourself away, letting him look into your eyes as you smiled at him.
“Draco. I know you. Never in a million years would you ever not save me. You always have and you always will.”
“What if a day comes where I can’t get to you? Where I’m don’t make it in time?”
“Draco Lucius Malfoy. You always manage to make it just in time. Even so, I can hold my own until you come.”
Draco laughed and kissed you before pulling you back into his chest.
“And that you would Darling.”
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I told you so. - Draco M. x Reader
Summary: Reader drags Draco outside in the winter time to build a snowman, but ends up starting to get a cold. How will Draco take care of you?
warnings: none!
I got this prompt from this generator
“Come onnnnn, Draco!” You begged your boyfriend, dragging him down the castle hall.
“Y/N, it is way too cold.” Draco groaned.
“But we’re wearing so many layers! We will be fine! Pleaaaaaseeee,�� You whine, clasping your hands together, begging.
“We’re going to catch a cold!” Draco exclaimed. You puckered your bottom lip, and batted your eyelashes. Draco furrowed his eyebrows at you and took a big deep breath through his nose, and exhaled. “Fine.”
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
You and Draco ran out into the field of fluffy white snow, you kicked it up in the air, scooped some up in your arms and threw it upwards. Draco ran after you, trying to gather snowballs on his way, making them compact.
Before Draco could make his aim, you pelted one right in his face. “Gotcha Malfoy!” You laugh out loud, pointing to his snow covered face. His hands covered with dark green mittens his mother knitted for him wipe off the sparkly white snow off his now cold, red face. He immediately comes towards you, smiling from revenge. You scramble upwards and start running, but Draco is too quick. He wraps his arms around your waist and lifts you up.
“Draco! No! Please! I’m- sor-sorry!” You say, laughing from both fear, and excitement. “Too bad, you asked for it!” Draco replied maliciously. He tossed you into a big pile of snow, you went flying with a big landing into the soft snow, like a cold pillow.
You have trouble getting unstuck from the snow, like a turtle stuck on it’s back. Draco walks up to you, his shadow covering you. “Would you like some help?” He suggests. You pout at him. “Please,” you beg. He sticks out his mittened hand and you take it, he yanks you out of the snow.
You start rolling snow into a ball. “Watch it, I’ll pelt you again!” Draco threatened, putting his hand up in defense. “Easy, tiger.” You tease. “I wanna build a snowman with you!” You huff as you continue to roll the snowball, slowly growing bigger. “It’s cold, y/n. Your nose is red, we should go inside before you catch a cold.” Draco said, watching you work. You stop rolling your snowball that is now up to your knees and look at your boyfriend who has snowflakes clinging to his eyelashes. “Draco please, I promise once we’re done with this we will go inside, I feel fine,” You plead with him. You pucker your lower lip at him, and give him the biggest puppy dog eyes possible. Draco groans and rolls his eyes.
“If you’re sick…”
“I’m not sick! I won’t get sick.”
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
You and Draco finish the snowman with perfect pebble buttons, a potato nose (you couldn’t find a carrot) and pebble eyes. You both stand in front of your frozen admiring it. “Let’s name him… Nelson.” you decided. Draco scoffed at you. “Nelson.. please don’t tell me you’re going to name our future son Nelson.”
“Of course not.” You assure him. “I’m gonna name him Hermes.” You joke. Draco’s head snapped in your direction. “You’re joking, right?” He asked seriously. You let out a laugh and playfully push him. “Obviously.”
You both laughed until you were interrupted. “Achoo!” You sneezed. Draco’s smile immediately dropped. “Y/f/n.”
“It’s just a sneeze, Draco!” You exclaim as he picks you up over his shoulder.
Draco takes you to his dorm room and flops you onto his big, comfy bed. He helps you take off your snow boots, parka, and thermal undergarments. He gives you a big, comfy, soft hoodie of his with his quidditch number on the back. He gives you a pair of boxers to wear as shorts. “Get under the covers and stay there. I’m going to get you soup.” Draco demanded. You nod and cozy underneath the covers. You can feel your eyelids getting heavier. All of a sudden you start dozing off. Just as you hit a deep sleep, his dorm room door swings open. Your eyes shoot open and see your boyfriend come in with a tray with tea, honey, sugar cubes and soup.
“You know, I love me a good ‘I told you so.’ But you’re sick, so I won’t.” Draco said while mixing honey and sugar into your tea.
“Go ahead.” I said, congested.
“With what?”
“Tell me you told me so.”
“Nah; I’ll let you off the hook. My poor baby is sick.” Draco said sympathetically.
You insisted you were able to eat on your own, but Draco insisted even more to help you. He fed you, had you drink tea, and wrapped you in a big blanket.
You are cocooned in the blanket, laying on his chest.
“Hey Y/N?”
“Yes Draco?”
“I love you.” He said simply, his hand trailing up and down your spine.
“But I told you so.” He added, with a small chuckle.
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Draco Malfoy x Reader [General 💗!]
Pairing : Draco Lucious Malfoy x Fem! Reader
Genre : Fluff 💌🧸! + Rivals to lovers
Warning(s)⚠️ : None !
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If someone had told the young prince of Slytherin that his academic rival who he shared most of his classes with would soon become the object of his affection , he wouldn't have believed them . After all , he hated you and wished nothing more than to see you fail ! But what if that wasn't the case ?
From the moment you two had met , you were two constantly clashing forces of nature . Two extremely different people with simillar academic ambitions ! And that led to a lot of conflict between you . From the corner of your eye , you could always see him giving you death stares during both classes and free time .
You were a very quiet person , a pacifist who avoided conflict like the plague . You were one of your house's greatest students and it showed in your performances academically . You didn't have many friends , and you spent a lot of your time quietly reading at the study halls library . However , unlike Malfoy you also didn't have many enemies .
So how did the prince of Slytherin realize that his feeling for you may not have been fueled by hatred ? The answer is quite simple ! As Mcgonagal was explaining the effects of the Amortensia potion to your class , carefully instructing each one of you to examine it closely while also telling you the history it has had with young couples everywhere . As Malfoy put the little glass bottle containing the pink liquid up to his face , he was shocked to find that his happened to smell like your perfume , which you wore everyday to school .
He was worried and flustered but even more so confused ! How could you possibly be his crush ? You hated him and he hated you too ! Except if ...
Malfoy's life turned upside down at that excact moment . He had sleepless nights wondering how he really felt about you , and no longer wished to compete against you . Was he losing his mind ? Or could it be that he never hated you at all , but was simply blinded by his own pride , something that caused his feelings for you to blur ? He had to find out .
And what was his mastermind ? Asking you out . However , he knew that you wouldn't just agree to go out with him if he asked you in person . He decided to be smart , so he wrote you a love letter which he left in front of your locker when no one was looking . The letter described in detail his request to meet you at a cozy little cafe close to the school grounds . And then he waited ...
He waited until you want to you locker to pick up some of your books and watched with bated breath as you picked up his letter and read it . He could feel a faint smile forming on his face as he watched your cheeks turn red . He could feel his heartbeat quickening as he saw you pick up your book and walk to your next class , with a pep in your step !
Malfoy immediately springs into action and starts to prepare . He takes a bath and makes sure to wear something nice and presentable , along with buying you a bouquet of flowers . He went to the cafe early to wait for you , bouquet in hand . And as he saw you walking towards the cafe , he felt his heart drop and his hands becoming shakey . However , he tried to keep his cool as he ushered you inside .
As a lover :
Malfoy (without a doubt) has taken after his father's beliefs on traditional romance . He will absolutely treatyou like a queen by showering you in expensive gifts and taking you out on dates almost daily . And when you tow are not together , he will send you love letters filled with words sweeter than honey and poems describing his burning desire to see you smile and lovingly hold you in his arms every minute you are away from him .
Don't get me wrong though , he is still the proud prince of Slytherin and he will waste no opportunity to brag about you and ramble about his success in "seducing you with his never-ending charm" , all while still playfully competing with you as his academic rival during classes and such !
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When their Eyes Met......(Part 1)
Draco Malfoy x Fem!Reader (Muggle!AU)
Genre: Fluff
Warnings: None other than cringy writing.
Summary: The journey of love between Draco Malfoy, the son of a CEO and Y/n Y/l/n , an ordinary employee. That's it, I am sorry,I couldn't come up with a better summary without giving away too much!
Masterlist/ Pt.2 / Pt.3
The low amount of caffeine in the tea wasn't helping much in holding up her eyelids which were drooping down, and for the first time in her life,she was regretful of having a dislike towards the bitter beverage. The smell of parchment and paper calmed her nerves to an extent, but it didn't lessen the searing pain which spread across her forehead due to the lack of proper sleep.Another stack of files and papers landed on her desk with a loud thud as soon as she laid her head down for a while to soothe her searing migraine. Raising her head with a groan of annoyance, she was met with the strict but concerned gaze of her boss.
"Y/n, I know you're tired but I really need these files checked and approved urgently. I am really sorry sweetie, if you feel sick,then you can take your leave already." Mrs. Johnson was a woman of motherly nature. Having lost her own son at a young age, she doted on Y/n and cared for her like her own daughter.
"It's okay Mrs.Johnson , I can handle this. Better to get this done than prolong it any further."
"Oh and yes, Y/n. Remember to be here on Friday, you know how important this deal is for our company. I need you to be there with me at this party. But, you can excuse yourself in case you fall sick."
"Aye Aye Captain!"
"Better be like that, don't forget this at any cost. Is that okay?"
"Yes ma'am!"
"Now go get these files done."
Without wasting a second she scurried off to get her job done. The heels of shoes clicked on the floor as she hurried down the plush hallways of her office building. Her black pencil skirt reaching her knees and a crisp white shirt made her look like someone with high authority. Her mannerisms didn't help with reducing this deception any further.
Going by the looks of her, no one would have guessed that she is just a normal secretary who had to live in an old apartment, with the bare necessities to keep her stomach full and somehow at the end of the day, manage to look after her family. Where people of her age spent their twenties enjoying their life to the fullest, she was "stuck" looking after her ailing mother and taking care of her teenage brother,all in her early twenties. Not that she hated looking after them, she only wished sometimes if she had more money and amenities to provide for her family. Which is why she drowned herself in her work. Even to the extent of getting herself sick because of work overload,but all she cared about was making her family's life a bit more comfortable.
While she was returning back to Mrs. Johnson with the files, her phone buzzed. She knew it was her mum for sure, this made her even more worried. Manoeuvring her file-filled hands to get her phone and placing it on her shoulder,tilting it up and holding it close to her ear, she spoke,"Hey Mum, is everything okay? Do I need to get home? Are you feeling sick again? Do I need to call the hospital?"
"No Dear, I'm fine, You need to calm down."
"Yeah mum, I know."
" I just wanted to let you know that Jack needs some new notebooks, can you get them while you're on your way back home?."
"Okay mum, I will get them."
"Thank you sweetheart! Remember to be back home soon! I already miss you and Jack needs help with his homework. "
"Yeah mum, I will. Take care, Bye."
That was a part of Y/n's normal and mundane life. It had been four years since she graduated from Hogwarts, yet she was still figuring out her life. Ever since her mum fell ill, all her dreams dashed to the ground and broke into a million pieces. But,she was more than determined to not let the same thing happen to her brother. Investing all of her savings for her brother's education,she took up multiple jobs to feed herself and her family. Finally landing a secure job as Mrs.Johnson's PA, she earned enough to feed her family and lead a nearly comfortable life while paying for her mum's medical bills.
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"Mum, I have given away that dress to Katie,she needed it for some event and now she has it with her in New York." She replied as she frantically searched for a dress that she could wear to the office event.
As much as she knew, some big company was investing in the one in which she worked and she, as Mrs.Johnson's Personal Assistant , had to accompany her. Mrs. Johnson was the Chief Operating Officer (COO) of this company and currently it was facing huge losses due to recession in the economy.
Finally agreeing to wear an elegant looking dress,she took a look at the woman standing on the other side of the reflective plane called the mirror. She stood in awe at the sight of herself. Self-appreciation wasn't her forte and not everyday did she feel this pretty. Even though she was called pretty by many if not everyone, sometimes she just felt……..not enough.
Planting a kiss on her mother's and her brother's forehead,she bid them goodbye and hauled a cab to reach her destination. Everything about the atmosphere of the party screamed business in hushed tones,even to an outsider. Being greeted with a champagne flute, she took in the look of the venue. Safe to say, it definitely was the most posh event that she had attended in her entire life. A huge chandelier hung in the centre of the ceiling, giving a soft but sophisticated golden glow to the hall. Men and women ,decked in expensive finery which probably was equal to the rent for two months that she had to pay, were chatting about their monetary investments and making small talk. The hall itself was big enough to be the residence of twenty families.
Rich people and their folly. She thought as she let out an almost silent but mocking chuckle. Searching for a familiar face, she moved her gaze from one corner of the hall to the other ,in desperate need of some sort of company. Then as if by some miracle,she finally spotted Martha,her colleague. She was chatting with someone who had his back turned towards Y/n. The only features of him being visible were his platinum blonde hair,his massive height and his sophisticated charm which could be felt from miles away.
Heaving a sigh of relief, she made her way towards her friend.
"Hey Martha! I have been looking for you for so long!"
"Hey Y/n, there you are! I just arrived a few minutes ago, and then I bumped into Draco."
Turning her gaze to face the man of discussion, she met the gaze of pale blue eyes looking back at her with awe. She immediately found herself swooning at the way his eyes reflected admiration towards her. Clad in a black suit which was definitely custom made by some extremely famous designer and the expensive cologne that enchanted her senses were enough to let anyone know that he had enough money to buy an entire island.
Draco swore that he was in love and he had found The One. He was definitely the last person to believe in love at first sight,but now as the most beautiful woman on Earth stood right next to him, he knew how very wrong his assumptions were. Her grace,her elegance and her mysterious aura captivated his soul at the first glance itself.
"Hi,I'm Malfoy, Draco Malfoy." He laid out his right palm for her to shake.
"I'm Y/n Y/l/n. It's a pleasure to meet you!" She said while shaking his hand. The rest of the world disappeared as they looked into each other's eyes.
A/n : Thank you so much for reading! I hope you liked it! Don't worry there will be a part 2 to this, I'm not that cruel to leave you hanging like this! Thanks to all my followers and my precious mutuals for being so patient and kind with me! Pardon me for taking my sweet time to post this, I just wanted to perfect things and present a fic to you which would be a pleasant one to read for all! Have a great day! I love you all!<3
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pretty thing.
a sexy christmas party at malfoy manor with a bit of smut and soft dom draco 💚
Piano music floated down the hallway, reaching your ears as you stood, dressing in one of the guest suites at Malfoy Manor. You were a part of one of the pure blood families that attended their annual Christmas party, a chance for whispers about the ministry more than a celebration of the holidays.
Black lace hugged the curves of your body, accentuating your silhouette as you stood before the mirror, applying your makeup. A glittering green dress hung over the door of the armoire, heels below it, waiting to be worn, showing you off to the wealthy heirs that your parents insisted were potential suitors.
“Aren’t you cold, love?” Draco smirked, appearing out of a hidden passage in the wall, one of many that linked the rooms of his childhood home.
“Get out of here! I’m naked!” You hissed, immediately throwing a robe over your body, hiding it from his view.
“Hardly, in fact, if you really want to get a lovers attention, you should just go out in that tonight,” he teased, prowling toward you with his graceful steps.
You pushed him away as he tried to pull open the tie of the robe, always desperate to get a glimpse of you, insisting since you were young that you were all his, as it was always meant to be.
“You’re terrible, Malfoy. You’re not supposed to be up here, anyways. If anyone caught you in my suite, we’d both be skinned,” you reminded, keeping your voice to a whisper in case any nosey parent or household staff lurked in the halls.
“All the more exciting.”
Before you could protest further, he had pushed you onto the vanity, standing between your knees and catching you in a fiery kiss. He tasted like peppermint and bourbon, his lips soft and his tongue heavy. Delicate hands gripped the silk robe, dragging it up, exposing as much of you as he could in the desperate, messy, make out session.
“Really, you shouldn’t be here,” you breathed when he finally broke away for air, his lips ghosting against your jawline.
“I shouldn’t be here, and you shouldn’t be wearing such scandalous lace beneath your dress. You’re going to go to that party like you always do, and flirt with the heirs to appease your parents. And I’m going to get jealous, and before the night is up, we’ll have disappeared to commit even worse sins than we are now.”
Draco was right. No matter how much you pretended to feign interest in others, the two of you couldn’t keep your hands off of each other in private. You’d accepted long ago that you did belong to Draco, wrapped around his fingers. He didn’t notice anyone but you, you were everything, so much more than a young heiress he wasn’t meant to corrupt.
“Save a dance for me tonight,” Draco murmured, pressing a tender kiss to your lips before disappearing back into the walls, going to make the appearances expected of him.
You could still taste him as you collected yourself, fixing your hair and putting on your dress for the party.
“You look stunning, dear,” Narcissa greeted you as you went down to the ballroom, finally ready to join their Christmas party.
“Thank you,” you kissed her cheek politely, refraining from asking if she’d seen her son, not wanting to give away anything about your hidden affair.
As per tradition, you were meant to be kept pure, until Draco came along and ruined you in secret.
A sparkling glass was put in your hand by one of the men vying for your affection, introducing himself, telling you about his important position in the ministry. You tried to be polite, knowing eyes were on you, the eligible bachelorette that would secure good favor with the dark lord, whoever you chose.
“Being out in the world has been much kinder to you than hogwarts,” Pansy admired your dress, the compliment as sincere as it could be from her.
“I miss it, though. I’d rather be learning divination and gossiping in the common room than be passed around like a prize to be won,” you rolled your eyes, your mind floating to memories of you and Draco in his prefect room.
“You’re so ungrateful, everyone wishes they were you. All the boys are obsessed with you, and the pure blood families love you.”
You ignored her last comment, your eyes locking with Draco’s silver gaze across the room. He smiled behind a glass of champagne, paying no attention to the girls hanging off of his every word.
“You always wanted what you couldn’t have,” Pansy mused.
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“May we dance, my darling?” Draco offered his hand, saving you from the company of several barons of countries you hadn’t heard of.
“Of course, Malfoy,” you nodded, letting him sweep you off your feet, into the dance as someone played the nutcracker on the piano.
You let your head rest against his chest, guided by his graceful movements into a waltz.
“Sick of them yet, princess? I must admit, I’m ready to sneak off with you, to somewhere more private,” he spoke softly, his lips just above the shell of your ear, words whispered into your hair.
“I don’t want to be here any more than you, but I’ve gotten so much attention, I can’t slip away unnoticed yet,” you sighed softly as he gave your hip a squeeze.
“Act as if you’ve caught a cold, make a scene, I don’t care. I cannot share you any longer,” his command was whispered in your ear, sending a shudder down your spine and heat burning between your hips.
As Draco parted from you, you ached for his touch, watching him disappear amongst the party guests. Others had already begun flocking to you, hoping to earn a dance.
“Sorry, I’m actually feeling a bit unwell,” you apologized as you all but ran away from the boy who had sought your attention.
You repeated your apology to your parents, and several other dignitaries you passed, all wondering where you were running off to so early. After their condolences and well-wishes, you tore up the stairs to your suite, locking the door with as many spells as you could summon.
“It took you long enough,” Draco quipped, pinning you against the door from behind, his hands bringing yours above your head, trapping them to the wood.
“You know how they are,” you whined, tilting your head, hoping to catch a kiss from the sensual prince who was prying your legs open with his knee.
“Hush, love,” Draco kissed you slowly, his free hand riding beneath your dress, feeling you beneath the lace.
His fingers rubbed over the lace thong you wore, pulling a whimper from your lips as you began to throb with need.
“Desperate?” Draco teased, feeling your muscles tense for him.
“Please,” your plea was pitiful, your mind already melted from his brief touches.
“Be my good girl and wait patiently,” he scolded with a smirk, delighting in your need.
You were soaking despite the loss of his fingers as he unfastened your dress, helping you out of it and onto the end of the bed. Your elbows and feet hit the sheets, backing up until your head rested delicately on the pillows.
“Look at you, all wrapped up like a present for me,” he praised, tracing the silk and lace that twisted around your body.
“All for you,” you murmured, parting your legs so he could settle between your knees.
His arms wrapped around your thighs as he lowered to kiss your belly, slowly moving downward until his teeth pulled at your waistband.
Draco smirked at the little gasp you elicited when he lightly bit the soft skin between your hips, humming as your fingers threaded into his hair.
He pried the lace off of you, kissing every inch of your bare skin as he did so, distracting you until he could return to his place between your thighs. Silver eyes glinted up at you as he knelt to taste your sex, dripping with sweetness for him.
Your back arched as his tongue pulled more moans from you, Draco knowing exactly how to make you melt.
“Good girl, let me hear you,” he soothed, palming your chest and kissing the inside of your thigh before he went back to eating you out like a starved man.
“Draco, fuck, I need you inside me,” your words were broken and rushed, desperate as your heels dug into his back, trying to pull him closer.
“Pretty thing,” Draco praised, smearing a kiss over your lips, smirking as you leaned up to follow when he pulled away.
You whimpered as he fell back against the headboard, pushing you up on shaky knees before him.
“I can’t—”
“Relax, love,” Draco pulled you to sit on his lap, straddling either side of his knees as you melted against his chest.
A strong arm circled around your waist as he carefully sank into you, nearly coming on the spot at your sinful moan.
“Feel what you do to me? You’ve got me so hard, and you’re taking it so well,” he murmured, snapping his hips up slowly, each thrust filling you to the brim.
Your hands weakly grasped at his biceps for support, your head resting on his shoulder as he pulled you down onto him. His chest heaved under your back, and he kissed on your neck as he fucked you, leaving a mark that was sure to last for days.
You were dizzy with pleasure, reaching over your shoulder and pulling his hair as your legs began to shake. You were surprised you had lasted this long — but now your nerves felt as if they were on fire every time Draco kissed your cervix.
“There you go love,” Draco hummed, drawing quick circles on your clit with his thumb until you were trembling from the intensity of your orgasm.
His own release dropped down your thighs, creating wet and filthy sounds as he thrusted lazily as you two came down. Draco gently cradled your exhausted form, murmuring a spell to clean you up before sinking back into the soft sheets with you snuggled on his chest.
“Merry Christmas,” he whispered into your hair, kissing you before your eyes closed for the night.
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pov: he accidentally txts u how he feels
slytherin boys!reader
(includes blaise, draco, enzo, mattheo, and theo)
* i am trying something new, i hope u like it!!!
warnings: language, literally just flirting tbh
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blaise zabini:
draco malfoy:
lorenzo berkshire:
mattheo riddle:
theodore nott:
thank u for reading!!!!
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HP — NSFW + SFW DAYDREAMS
a collection of all the nsfw + sfw thoughts people have shared with me.
main masterlist
— THEO NOTT
NSFW
theo eating you out
cockwarming theo in the common room
corruption kink with toxic!theo
toxic ex-boyfriend!theo getting jealous
best friend!theo fucking you better than your bf
SFW
casual dominance with theo
being in a not friends but not dating stage with theo
— DRACO MALFOY
NSFW
sub!draco being embarrassed of his moans
perv!roommate!draco
draco wearing grey sweatpants
SFW
stay-at-home dad!draco
— DRAGONOTT
rough theo and soft draco
— FRED WEASLEY
NSFW
fred fucking you in the burrow
soft sex with fred
fred getting jealous
SFW
fred trying different accents
— GEORGE WEASLEY
NSFW
george pounding into you when you’re on top
george getting off to eating you out
SFW
sitting on george’s lap
— HARRY POTTER
NSFW
harry being whiny and moany in bed
harry loving his s/o sitting on his face
— MATTHEO RIDDLE
NSFW
cockwarming mattheo while doing his makeup
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written in the stars.
pairing: theodore nott x reader.
song inspiration: until i found you by stephen sanchez feat. em beihold.
author's note: boyfriend theo is the best theo. if you're wondering, then yes writing this hurt me as much as it hurts reading it but like in the best way possible.
Theodore Nott has always had an affinity for the stars.
When he was younger, Theo's mother used to take him to the rooftop of Nott Manor and point out the constellations to him. The stars told stories, his mum had said. Theo listened with rapt attention as she recounted the tales of Aquila, Heracles, and Orion as they glittered against the backdrop of the English countryside.
The two of them would make an entire evening out of it. Laying on his back atop a nest of blankets and pillows, little Theo watched as the stars climbed higher and higher, filling the horizon with hope and light. Stargazing had been their special secret. The one thing that wasn’t tainted by his abusive father. Theo guarded the memory of those nights in his heart like a priceless treasure.
After his mother’s passing, Theo continued their tradition of stargazing. Even if she was no longer alive, all he had to do was look up at the sky to feel her with him. For that reason, the stars were special to him and he’d never shared its meaning with anyone.
Until tonight.
“Watch your step, cara mia.” Theo said as he guided you by the small of your back.
The dark cloth covering your eyes prohibited you from seeing, but you trusted your boyfriend to keep you from falling. Though you weren’t a fan of surprises, Theo was impossible to resist. All he had to do was flash those pretty watercolor eyes at you and you were an absolute goner.
For you, Theo had always been the exception.
He guided you up a staircase, keeping a firm grip on your waist as the two of you ascended. Wherever you were going, it was pretty high up. You smiled as Theo took hold of your waist, knowing that you weren't the biggest fan of heights. Sometimes it felt like he knew you better than you knew yourself. When you reached the top, Theo unfastened his tie from behind your head.
“You can open your eyes now, sweetheart.”
You blinked, letting your eyes adjust to the dark. The wind whistled through the stone arches of the Astronomy Tower, framing the starkissed night with its marble pillars. The soft glow of the moon illuminated the nest of blankets and pillows arranged in the middle of the wooden floor.
“Did you do all of this for me, babe?”
Theo smiled. “I thought you might like to go stargazing with me,” he said, his voice soft. “Do you like it, my love?”
“I love it, Teddy.” You beamed, standing on your tiptoes to kiss his nose. “But not nearly as much as I love you.”
Theo grinned before pulling you in for a proper kiss. His lips were soft against yours and he tasted like peppermint. Butterflies erupted in your stomach as your knees buckled slightly. Theo never failed to make you feel like a lovestruck school girl. It never stopped feeling like this despite how many times you kissed this boy.
As if reading your thoughts, Theo smiled against your lips. “Come on, Y/N. I want to show you my favorite constellations.”
The two of you laid down beneath the stars, making yourself comfortable amidst the blankets and pillows. Wordlessly, Theo pulled you into his arms and you nestled into the crook of his neck, breathing in the familiar scent of sea salt spray and sun kissed skin.
“Tell me the story of the stars, Teddy.”
He smiled, brushing your hair back. “That one right there is Ursa Major. Otherwise known as the Big Dipper, but if you look at the entire constellation, it actually forms a bear.”
“I remember learning about that when I was little,” you said, gazing up at the sky. “Didn’t it have something to do with Zeus?”
Theo nodded. “In Greek mythology, the Olympian God Zeus fell in love with Callisto and got her pregnant. After she gave birth to the child, Hera was so mad she turned Callisto into a bear.”
“That hardly seems fair,” you responded with a frown.
“Zeus was a bit of a wanker,” Theo said in agreement. “Hera was even worse. She cursed Callisto to wander the forest for years in bear form until she was hunted by her own son Arcas. Just as he raised his spear to strike her down, Zeus stepped in and sent them up to the heavens. Callisto as Ursa Major and Arcas as Bootes.”
“The Greek gods were truly a piece of work,” you replied. “But at least we got those constellations out of them."
You squinted, pointing at the cluster of stars hovering in the east. “What’s that one?”
“That’s the constellation of Leo,” explained Theo. “Named after the Nemean lion that Heracles defeated during the first of his twelve labours.”
“Didn’t he make a cloak out of the lion’s pelt?”
“Smart girl,” Theo said proudly. “The cloak made Heracles invincible and more fearsome than he already was. The Nemean lion’s heart is made up of the star Regulus, which is associated with the arrival of spring.”
“The Little King. I read that it burns hotter than the sun.”
Theo couldn’t help but smile. Before he met you, he never thought he’d find someone to share such a special and intimate thing with. He was worried that no one else would understand his love for the stars, but as he watched you peer curiously up at the sky, your nose scrunched in careful concentration, Theo felt all of his doubts fade away.
“Regulus is unique because it can be seen in both the Northern and Southern hemispheres.”
The blue star glittered brightly above your heads, as if it was showing off for the occasion. “It’s beautiful,” you breathed.
Theo stared at you, at the childlike wonder shimmering in your eyes, and he felt like the breath had been knocked out of his lungs. The gravity of what he felt for you hit him all at once.
“Yeah,” Theo said softly, still looking at you. “Beautiful.”
You grinned, intertwining your fingers and kissing his knuckles. “How do you know so much about the stars, Teddy?”
“My mum taught me.” Theo answered, drawing circles on your hip. “When I was little, she used to take me to the rooftop of the manor and tell me the story behind each star. She was fascinated by them. Before she met my father, she wanted to teach astronomy at the Stati Magia.”
“The Italian School of Witchcraft?”
Theo nodded. “My mother attended the Stati Magia, just like her mother and her mother before her. A tradition that I unintentionally broke, as nonna Lucia loves to remind me. Sometimes I think the old bat wishes that I was born a strega instead.”
You giggled. “You would’ve been a very pretty witch.” Theo chuckled as you propped your head up in one hand. “Did your mum end up becoming a professor?”
“No,” Theo said sadly. “After I was born, my father said that her place was at the manor. He refused to move to Florence, even though he knew it was my mother’s dream.”
You stroked his hair, nodding emphatically. Theo rarely talked about his mother. You knew that her passing was a painful subject for him, so you never pushed him to talk about it unless he wanted to.
“That’s awful. I’m so sorry, my love,” you said. “But at least she was able to pass down her love of the stars to you. In a way, she lived her dream by teaching you.”
A soft smile tugged at your boyfriend’s lips. “I suppose she did.”
You laid back down, but this time you cradled Theo against you. He rested his head against your chest, listening to the calming sound of your heartbeat. Talking about his mother will always be hard, but you helped ease the pain.
“What about those stars?” You asked, pointing to the north. “What did your mother tell you about them?”
“Perseus and Andromeda,” Theo answered. “Those are actually her favorites.”
“The chained maiden.”
Theo stirred, inclining his gaze to the horizon. “Andromeda was the Princess of Aethiopia, the daughter of King Cepheus and Queen Cassiopeia. She was said to be very beautiful. Her mother bragged that Andromeda was fairer than the Nereids, which angered Poseidon. As punishment, the Sea God sent the creature Cetus to ravage that coast of their kingdom.”
You nodded, recalling the story. “King Cepheus chained her to a rock and offered her as a sacrifice to appease the sea monster.”
“Luckily for Andromeda, the hero Perseus found her before Cetus could attack again. Perseus fell in love with Andromeda and defeated the monster so he could free the princess. They ended up marrying and became king and queen of Mycenae. When they died, the goddess Athena placed them side by side in the heavens so that they would never be parted, not even by death.”
“A love written in the stars,” you said with awe and wonder. “I can see why it’s your mother’s favorite.”
“When I was a boy, she told me that she hoped I’d experience a love like theirs, minus the sea monster of course.” You chuckled. Theo knit his brows together like he did when he was deep in thought. When he spoke again, his voice was barely audible. “It’s sad to think that she never found her Perseus.”
You brushed his hair back, running your fingers through his curls gently. “She might not have found her Perseus, but she did have her Theo.”
Theo turned over and looked at you. The intensity in his gaze made you shiver. He was so ingrained in your heart that it felt inaccurate to continue calling it yours.
“After she died, I never thought I’d share her stories with anyone again, but I’m glad I shared them with you.”
“Thank you for trusting me, Theo.” You said as you placed a kiss on his temple. “It means the world to me that you not only shared your mother’s stories, but her memory as well. I would’ve loved to meet her.”
The tender smile on Theo’s face was heartbreaking. Then softly, he whispered. “She would’ve loved you, Y/N.”
Your heart cracked open, his words spilling like sunlight over every crevice, warming you from the inside out.
Tears formed at the corners of your eyes, but you forced yourself to give Theo a watery smile. “Because I’m a nerd who memorized obscure mythological facts?”
Your boyfriend smiled. “No,” he said gently, caressing your cheek. “Because you made her wish come true. You are my love written in the stars, cara mia.”
The moonlight kissed Theo’s tan skin, the silver beams caressing his face like a lover as if the moon and the stars craved to commit his beauty to memory as badly as you did. Gods, he was breathtaking.
This was the Teddy you knew and loved. Your Teddy.
Those watercolor eyes shimmered with emotion. “Sometimes I think the gods made you just for me, like our souls are linked in a way that neither logic nor magic can explain. Whatever it is, I think I’ve loved you since before the heavens and the earth existed and I’m fairly certain that I’d still love you even after the last star falls out of the sky.”
“You’re the love of my life, Theodore Nott.” Tears streamed down your cheeks as this boy—this beautiful boy ensnared your mind, body, and soul. “I’d find you in any universe and in any galaxy. Maybe someday we’ll be immortalized in the stars too.”
Theo held your face in his hands. His expression was open and vulnerable, like he wasn’t afraid to lay himself bare before you. As if it was the most natural thing in the world.
“We’re two halves of a whole,” Theo said. “I loved you yesterday. I love you today and I’ll love you tomorrow. You’re it for me, Y/N. You and no one else.”
“You and no one else, Teddy.”
Under the constellations of the star crossed lovers, Theo kissed you so gently that it made your heart ache. As Andromeda and Perseus kept watch over the horizon, Theodore Nott knew one thing for certain.
Someday the stars would tell your story too.
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pure love, not pure blood.
๑.pairings: Draco x fem!reader
๑.genre: year seven (graduating), no voldy au, fluff + sfw !!
๑.synopsis: Lucius Malfoy couldn't take his eyes off on his son, dancing with you, a muggle-born. But Narcissa won't let anything happen.
๑.warnings: Lucius being Lucius ig💀, a bit tricky to the main plot but anyways its a fic tho haha, pasts are on italics !!, errors, mistypes, smol grammatical errors
๑.wc: 2.09k [2090]
๑.status + house: muggle-born, slytherin
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Hogwarts has invited everyone, including the old students to enjoy the party as they all celebrate the foundation day of the school. Chattering and laughter could be heard from every corner of the School. For the longest time, the Malfoy couples have arrived in the castle.
They witnessed the students running along, the sounds of the heels going back round the hallways. Soon, they went inside the great hall. Dumbledore, the school headmaster welcomed them and went to sit down on the seats provided.
To Narcissa's view, it's quite a relief to see another different scenery. She was hoping to see her son. But that's for later because, everyone was busy getting ready from their dorms. She looked at her husband who was staring too at the scenery, "love, how are you feeling?" She asked softly. Lucius leaned closer to give his reply, "still the same as ever, i don't know why dumbledore would invite me in this gathering honestly."
They sat down to their respected chairs along with the other pure-blooded families that were also invited. The Parkinson's and The Zabini's. They all began to greet one another. Narcissa had the darndest time talking to them, asking how they are, about the other things that interests them. But until Mr. Zabini, Blaise's father, mentioned something that made the Malfoys look surprised.
"Have you heard? Draco, your son has a girlfriend?"
“I’m sorry, what?” Narcissa asked as she turned her head to face her husband. Clearly, Lucius looked onto his wife as they found themselves lost at the news. “This may be rubbish, but my son has a girlfriend?” Lucius asked Mr. Zabini, hoping that it was just a rumour going around. Mr. Zabini clicked his tongue, “Apparently, yes. Me and my wife witnessed your son on Diagon Alley giving such gifts and…affection towards her, and we asked our son if it was true then I’m afraid it’s not a rubbish rumour to be messed around.” he answered, he then leaned closer to the couple, “and i heard that the girl may be from a blood-traitor family who was a… muggle-born.” he whispered.
Narcissus gasped horribly and Lucius was more shocked than he ever was since the confirmation of his son’s secret relationship. Narcissa looked at the man who broke the news, “for how long?” she inquired. The next answer awaits as Mr. Zabini chuckled at the amusement that he’s witnessing as of today. He then chuckled, “I heard since they were in their 4th year. Quite long isn’t it?”
“It…is…” Lucius commented.
Narcissa was quiet the whole time as she tried to recollect the past things that Draco had done. At first she thought of him having something that is not-so like him, it began on his fifth year’s christmas holiday. Dobby back then called Draco while he was writing in his room meanwhile narcissa was talking about a journey she wants to have in the future summer break.
“M-master draco!” Dobby's voice squeaked as he knocked on the young master’s door.
“Come in.” Draco said. The door opened to reveal the small house elf walking towards him with a letter in hand. “Dobby received a letter for the young master…” he slowly gave the letter to draco to which the boy took the letter and began to scan it. A small smile crept on his face as he saw the handwriting of yours.
Narcissa saw a bit of her son, smiling a bit. “Is it from a girl?” she asked. Draco flinched a bit as he cursed himself for being careless. He turned his head to face his mother, “uh, no it’s not. It’s from Blaise's letter that I requested to meet him after the holiday.” he reasoned. On the outside, he was very calm and collected as if nothing was suspicious in him but deep down he already made a will mentally if ever he was now caught by his mother.
“Ah I see… But please do remember my dear that next week, we’ll be having dinner with the greengrass manor. They have invited us and I wish for your best behaviour,”she softly spoke and stood up from draco’s bed and began to walk towards the door.
And the other memory played on her head when he was in his sixth year, on a summer break.
“Draco dear?” Narcissa called her son. Draco, a few minutes later, arrived from the hall. “Yes mother?” he asked. Narcissa gestured to her son to come and sit beside her as she drank her afternoon tea. “Come, sit. I may have things to ask you.” she said and placed her cup of tea down on the table on her side. “Where were you last night? The house elves told me that you left, is..there something wrong?” she worriedly asked.
Draco gulped as he remembered what he had exactly gone to, to you. He secretly used the floo powder, quickly enough to to be seen by anyone. “Uh, i went to Theo’s manor, he owled me for the last minute and it seems urgent on the note.” he reasoned back. If lying was competition to his mother or literally anyone else, he would have been a champion.
As her son explained what happened, he noticed something on her son’s neck; a bruise. She went closer and touched the bruise on her son’s neck and draco flinched. “Where did you get this? Did someone hurt you? Oh sweet salazar!” she said worriedly.
“Mum! It’s alright, I just got hit by Theo’s broom, that's all.” he lied. Oh how he looked pathetic, lying to his own mother. If you were watching today, you would have been laughing and teasing him on how a mommy’ boy he really is.
“Darling, are you okay?” Draco asked you as he zipped up the dress you were wearing. Earlier, he felt that you were being tense in the whole preparation for the ball that Hogwarts has prepared. Who wouldn't be okay? His parents will be where and you were scared for the fact that his father and mother will tell you off to be away from him because you were just a muggle-born unlike him, a pureblood wizard.
“Yeah! I’m okay.” you replied.
“You’re lying love. Look, mother and father wouldn’t hurt you okay? I’m here and besides, I think I'm ready to make us public. I have to be away from anyone but you, I'll be following you, yeah? ”how he just simply reassures you in a soft way. He kissed your cheek and fixed your hair by putting a small strand on the side, slowly sliding it at the back of your ear.
“I've been waiting for this day to come, Draco,” you replied. You tip-toed closer to him and gave him a small peck on his lips. “And thank you love, for the reassurance. I feel a lot better.” you smiled and he smiled back.
“Are you ready?” he asked and you held his hand, “i’m ready.” you replied. And both of you went to the great hall together.
“Everyone, thank you for our effort on attending this very special night for all of us. Now that another batch of outstanding witches and wizards will be graduating and the previous students who have attended in this school gather here to celebrate the success of our new batch! Let us give them a round of applause!” Dumbledore announced happily. Everyone clapped simultaneously and the music began to play in harmony.
Most of the students danced along and the elders were happy watching the youth in front of them as it reminded them of their younger years here at hogwarts. The Malfoy couple stayed together and hoped to find their son in the crowd.
But Lucius was too good at finding his own son. Because of the platinum hair he and draco have, but the longer he saw you beside him, holding his hand while draco’s hand crept onto your waist, caressing it ever so firmly.
As another half, Narcissa looked onto her husband, locking eyes onto someone and with his expression, showing sternness. She followed the way where he was looking, she saw Draco and you.
She witnessed how Draco looked at you. It was soft and full of admiration. And you talk to your peers, and his hand on your waist, she can see how her son has fallen way too deep on you. Draco whispered something in your ear and you smiled. Draco initiated a dance and you gladly accepted his hand. With no hesitation, he held your waist one again and placed your hand on his shoulder and locked both hands and started dancing along with the music.
Narcissa felt happy and content how Draco smiled frequently and let out some small laugh. Draco was having fun and so was you. Now she gets how her son hides his relationship with his own parents. She then remembered her sister, Andromeda. On what happened in her years for her sister, this may be the reason she ran away from the wizarding world and chooses to be with the person she loves. As she thought of it, if something happens to you and her son’s relationship, Narcissa doesn’t want to lose someone dear to her, Not on her watch today.
She heard her husband’s mutter under his breath and began to take a step forward, but Under her watch, nothing would happen. Not her son’s happiness, she’s ready to fight for it.
“Lucius, let him be,” she softly said as she stopped her husband from taking another step. She looked at Lucius who was conflicted whether to follow his beliefs or his wife.
“But—”
“Not now Lucius, let our son be happy. I do not care with the blood status, thet?” she pointed to both you and Draco happily dancing, “ that is definitely pure love, not pure-blooded based love.”
Lucius stopped and gave a sigh. He really can’t argue enough, with Narcissa especially.
You and Draco escape after the dance, you both walked on an empty hallway, all the way to the astronomy tower.
“Do you think they saw it?” you asked. You swayed your hand with his as you walked along. Draco laughed, “I think they did. Father looked a bit mad but i don’t care.” he proudly said.
You both continued to walk. As the night goes on, the coldness in the castle gets colder per hour. You shivered at the feels because of the dress you were wearing. Draco noticed how you shivered at the coldness. He simply removed his suit and covered it on you, making you warm.
“Thank you dray. But aren’t you feeling cold?” you asked and he just simply shook his head.
“My manor was too cold. Pretty much I’ve been used to it, I guess.” he replied.
You chuckled, “acting strong eh? Come on dray i know you’re cold,” you took his suit from you and gave it to him and he pushed it off and he forcefully put it on you. You fought back and until you both looked like kids fighting over something so silly.
“Ahem.”
You both stopped as you stopped and looked to the direction where the voice was.
It was his mother, Narcissa.
In your mind, you were freaking out and our mind was literally saying: fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.
“Mother,” Draco said and she nodded her head ever so gracefully. “I heard rumours about you,” she said and looked over at you, “y/n was it?” she asked. You gulped and nodded. In a sudden moment, Draco was nervous, and so were you. You can feel his grip tightened. You tightened it back so he can feel you.
“I see,” she says. “I have my trust on you y/n.” she smiled.
Both you and Draco widened eyes. Both of you were surprised. You simultaneously looked at one another, you were too stunned to speak, and so was he.
“I-i will,” you replied in a stuttering voice. Narcissa smiled warmly at you. “Come by the manor and have tea with me someday, I hope Draco won’t mind?” she asked. Draco shook his head, “No mother, actually it’s perfect. Thank you, mother.” he said.
“Alright then, I'll be on my way. I’ll handle your father Draco, go have fun, but not too much fun, okay?” a hint of tease from Narcissa’s voice made you feel flustered and embarrassed. She then walked away and disappeared.
Draco clicks his tongue, “so we can still have fun right?” he teased you
“draco!”
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