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lilbeanz · 2 years
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"Bad" Hair Day
(I'm aliiiive😭 I've just been going through some ✨things✨)
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missmrah · 2 years
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Regency themed Harry Potter featuring dubiously researched costumes and furnishings (artistic license was liberally taken). And in case anyone was wondering... yes, I did just binge Bridgerton season 2 😅
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thereaderarchive · 3 months
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(If we survive) Birthday promises, part 3.
• for @drarrymicrofic prompt: ♫The Great War (august'23) | words: 327 | cw: hints of eating disorder.
His ancestral home is haunted. Not by ghosts (Percibal Archimedes Malfoy The Third was exorcised twenty-two times before but he was gone for good the moment The Dark Lord placed one bare foot on the hardwood floor.
Draco couldn't eat the food on his plate and couldn't stomach what was happening in front of his eyes and the only thing he could hold down was lukewarm tea when the screams and the laughter were over, usually at 4 am, after the werewolves were tired enough to sleep or were gone for their last hunt. It was never over, "the house has an echo", his father said.
When his mother said her goodbyes on the platform after the holidays, Draco's first thought was "he isn't here". Greg passed him bread and Vince served him pumpkin juice, and he wouldn't touch anything besides tea but they were trying to feed him anyway. When he lifted his head, he could only notice the empty places all around him. Most muggleborns were gone. Was it his fault? He ran to the nearest sink, bile burning his throat.
"He isn't here", he whispered every night. And looking down from the tower, he wondered if he meant The Dark Lord or The Chosen One.
The air was soft and cold on his face. It reminded him of flying. It reminded him of flying against Harry Potter, Undesirable Number One, and his stomach ached with the need to play Quidditch again. He wouldn't mind losing this time.
Isn't that a funny thought for a marked man like him?
In the darkness of the tower where he saw their Headmaster die, Draco feels a pang of desire for the first time in a year. Hunger.
He closes his eyes and makes a short list:
1) Flying. Enjoying every second, finding ways to make it better. 2) Eating again. Enjoying a meal in his ancestral home. 3) Harry Potter's hand… if they survive the great war.
I wasn't planning on writing a third part, but I love that song and well, this happened. I didn't post it at the time because I was too busy to edit it but tonight I remembered this little thing, so... Here we are. You can read here the previous Birthday Promises part 1 and part 2.
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l8atnite · 2 years
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Harry Potter Male Fan Cast
Harry Potter - Daniel Radcliffe
Draco Malfoy - Clark Bockelman
Blaise Zabini - Reece King
Ron Weasley - Linus Wördemann
Theo Nott - Lorenzo Zurzolo
Neville Longbottom - Logan Lerman
Dean Thomas - Alfred Enoch
Seamus Finnigan - Sean O’Pry
Greg Goyle - Miles Teller
Cormac McLaggen - Alex Pettyfer
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par-forthecurse · 2 years
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Par For The Curse - Issue 7
Alright friends, sit back, relax, and let’s talk about Blaise Zabini.  
More importantly, let’s talk about Zabini’s birthday masquerade party a couple weeks ago, that served as an unofficial “Goodbye Puddlemere United” Party as well.  How else would you explain the entirety of the Puddlemere United quidditch team (save for one very irate Oliver Wood) being in attendance?   Guests masked their identities with fun costumes and voice changing potions that I’ve never seen before, but quite enjoyed until I took one that made me sound like a creepy old man for the rest of the evening.  I know you all want the actual dirt from the party though, so for once, I’ll stop waxing poetic about myself and talk about everyone else.
The man of the hour, Zabini himself, somehow pulled off a lavender (RIP LAVENDER BROWN!) suit and made it look like something he was born to wear.  I’m usually one to rant and rave about Marcus Flint being the most handsome bloke at any event (which he is, and was) but admittedly, Blaise took the birthday cake at this one.  
The evening was full of surprises, including Greg Goyle showing up with a mysterious blonde that I was almost sure was Astoria Greengrass until I overheard a conversation and found out her name was Candace and she was Canadian.  Go figure!  Goyle certainly has been getting around as of late, I do hope Astoria was smart enough to bail before she got in too deep.  I’m almost positive she did, she wouldn’t risk ruining her hair by drowning in all that drama.  
That imagery didn’t work as well as I wanted it to, but it’s still making me giggle so you’re going to have to settle for it.
Perhaps one of the biggest surprises, however, was the abundance of potions being handed out and taken without any concern as to what they even did.  I was watching a conversation between Millicent Bulstrode and Cassius Warrington and next thing I knew, Millie was taking his pants off in the middle of the party and they looked about ten seconds away from getting down and dirty right in front of everyone  there.  Had Evangeline Rosier floating in the air not sent Cassius running to rescue her, who knows what would have happened.  Which, side note… how cute are they?  Evan was kind of all over him after that and I was there for it.
What I do know is that our birthday boy did not seem happy to find his not-girl in such a predicament, and whether his mood was boosted by a potion or not, Blaise and Millie disappeared to the gaming room, where I’m told they had a very loud fight and um… make-up session in one of the closets there.
Most surprising to me were the amount of muggle-influenced costumes on purebloods.  Pansy Parkinson, for one, rocking a Cher inspired wig, was almost unrecognizable, and I wouldn’t have known it was her had I not seen her sneaking off with Draco Malfoy, who had inexplicably come dressed as the Ghostface killer from the muggle Scream movie that was big in cinemas this summer.  Theodore Nott also rocked a muggle costume, wearing a Batman mask, my personal favorite masked vigilante, not that anybody’s asking.  I fully doubt any of these people realize how significant their choices were, but I must applaud them for going out of their comfort zones to ensure they had a costume that none of their peers would, even if they didn’t know what those costumes even were.  
Last but certainly not least, dear readers, does anybody know who Trey Butts was?  I couldn’t place him all night, and I’m almost positive he wanted me to owl him.  Every owl I’ve tried to send to Trey Butts has been returned though, so I assume it was a pseudonym or alias being used by somebody.  I’m inclined to guess it was either Adrian Pucey or perhaps Miles Bletchley, but I’m not positive, and the thought of sending an owl to the wrong person is mortifying.  
Moving on, that party was forever ago and it’s my own fault for taking so long to report it, I’ve been quite busy as of late.  You see, quidditch season is about to start, and while I’m no sports journalist, the lives of quidditch players is more than a little fascinating.  I mean, take this for example…Cormac McLaggen is BACK.
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You’re welcome for that.
Exactly.  You heard me.  Gryffindor Tower’s favorite eye candy (or maybe just mine) that transferred to Ilvermorny before the end of school has come back to the UK and is currently playing as reserve keeper for the Falmouth Falcons.  I could hardly believe it, but though she may be shady and not tell her identical twin sister about very important social life developments and hookups that she would be very interested in, my dear twin Padma Patil is no liar and did mention running into Cormac at a pub and said he looked quite fit as he always had.  Padma does tend to have a similar taste in men to me, go figure.  
Needless to say, between Marcus and Cormac, I’ll definitely be supporting Falmouth once again this year.  Also, I wouldn’t mind being between Marcus and Cormac, if you know what I’m saying.
Speaking of, now would be a good time to mention that famed author Maven Aildor’s new novel The Boy Who Lived to Love: He’s a Keeper! hit shelves last week.  In this addition to the saga, title character Gary Tosser is made quidditch captain and gets involved romantically with the new Ilvermorny exchange student Tarmac McFlaggen who’s joined the team to replace his best friend Flan as keeper.  Available now wherever romantic fiction is sold!
While we’re on the topic of Falmouth though, I’d be a horrible person if I didn’t mention renowned team captain Marcus Flint, aka the Wizarding World’s Most Eligible Bachelor.  As much as I’d love to report that he’s decided to settle down with me and start a family, I have to report rumors that he’s been seen with a completely irrelevant and unknown witch shopping at some of Wizarding London’s lesser known upscale menswear boutiques.  Though my source tells me he and this woman appeared to be quite friendly, I hardly think there’s any need to worry about a budding relationship.  If there were, Marcus wouldn’t have been dancing with Pansy Parkinson at last week’s Knights of Merlin social, would he?
Speaking of Pansy… Pansy, I love you, we know that.  Please don’t tell me these rumors I’m hearing about Draco Malfoy telling your mother that he intends to marry you are true!  I mean, I know you two were doing the whole sweetheart thing at school, and he is, admittedly, annoyingly handsome, but he’s Malfoy… you can do so much better than that.  (Just not Marcus, okay?)  Maybe tell your cousin Cassius that the black eye he gave him (or at least I heard it was from him) wasn’t enough and he should do something more memorable so it’ll stick next time.  
It seems as if Sebastian Rosier’s been out fundraising lately.  Whether it’s for the Evan Rosier Foundation or the new ministry program the Rosiers are in charge of, I have no idea, but I’ve heard multiple reports of him meeting with quite a few former Slytherin house members with deep pockets.  I wouldn’t be surprised if we saw something big coming from the Rosier family soon.  I, for one, am voting for another ball.
Speaking of Rosiers, all ten of the Rosier Wasps have now been sold, according to Rosier Fashion House representative Daphne Greengrass.  Readers are asked to kindly stop soliciting Rosier headquarters for the opportunity to purchase one.
Last, but certainly not least, I’m reminding all of you of tonight’s Halloween Extravaganza, co-hosted by Witch Weekly, Quidditch Weekly, and the Daily Prophet.  Come in costume and be prepared to party!
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hp-soulmates · 2 years
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💞 [FIC] Forgiveness is the Fragrance 💞
Author: ??? Prompt: #19 Ship: Lavender Brown/Gregory Goyle WC: 8.3k Rating: M
Warnings: Minor Violence and Injuries, Angst with a Happy Ending, Pureblood Politics, Mentions of childhood trauma but nothing graphic, Learning Disabilities Creator's Note: Special thanks to all my betas who reviewed this! Foxglovewrites, Kenzlepuff, and Sarahsempra. I appreciate you guys so much!
Summary:
In a world where one cannot hurt their soulmate should they try, Gregory Goyle never thought that Lavender Brown (his secret Gryffindor friend) would be his soulmate.
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hoggleswart · 1 year
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𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓:            "         i'm   not   in   the   mood   for   a   lecture.         "               ft.      ezekiel   burke      &      gregory   goyle.               (      @lmortem​​      )  
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"         That’s   good,      ‘cause   I’m   not   in   the   mood   to   give   one.      Turn   up   late   again   and   I’ll   throw   you   out   on   your   ass.         "               It’s   an   empty   threat.      No   doubt   they   both   know   Ezekiel   has   neither   the   patience   nor   the   inclination   to   interview   a   replacement.      His   passion   for   Borgin      &      Burkes   is   limited   solely   to   the   profit   it   brings   in.      Without   it,      he   would’ve   burnt   the   damn   place   to   the   ground   years   ago   and   that   disinterest   allows   Greg   an   unspoken   advantage,      but   the   store   owner   isn’t   about   to   admit   that.         Better   to   at   least   PRETEND   he   gives   a   shit.               "         There’s   plenty   more   punks   out   there   I   can   pay   to   insult   me   to   their   friends   when   they   think   I’m   not   in   earshot.         "
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tnott · 1 year
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@mayhemxmugglesxmagic out here giving me hella big feels about Gregory Goyle. Laina's done such a good job of developing him into a vivid, nuanced, three-dimensional character, and I love the weird little friendship we've developed between Greg and Theo!
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indigo-scarf · 9 months
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I can finally reveal myself as the author of this Draco/Goyle wedding fic 🎉
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Our Little Secret
- Draco x slytherin reader
- Set just before final year (au no voldy)
- Reader is Goyles twin, always been very close with Draco, has a summer apart made them realise just how close?
- Warning: swearing, drinking, light light smut.
- Feel like this maybe has potential for a part 2, let me know what you think!
- 4K words
My Masterlist 🖤
Y/N Goyle was the twin sister of Gregory Goyle, despite being so close, always scheming together and causing mischief, they had their differences. Greg was brutish and clumsy, always getting himself in trouble, whereas Y/N was cunning and nimble, she never got caught, she was the master of playing innocent. It was no surprise to anyone when the Goyle twins were both sorted into Slytherin, the pair settled in perfectly. Y/N and Greg quickly made friends with people in their dorms, excelled in their classes (Y/N more than her brother) and both absolutely loved to break the rules when they could. They would sneak into the Forbidden Forest and let off fireworks, spike Filch’s drinks with home brewed potions, stay out after curfew any chance they got, but most of all the Goyle twins loved to party. They had a wonderful few years at Hogwarts and were now just a week away from starting their final year.
“Y/N come down here please” her mother shouted up the stairs, “You too Gregory”. The twins both appeared at their bedroom doors on opposite sides of the hallway, Y/N threw Greg a little wink, they both knew what that meant. It was on. They both set off running down the hallway, pushing past each other to try and get to the top of the stairs first, Y/N got there just before him and hurtled down the stairs, flinging herself off the bottom step.
“I win, I win!” she chanted, throwing in a fake evil laugh.
“Yeh, yeh, yeh - just this once.” he replied sarcastically.
“Merlin will you two take it easy” their mother snapped interrupting them, “are you both ready for the Malfoy Ball tonight? Suit ready? Dress picked out?” she asked.
“Yes mother” they responded in unison.
“Brilliant, now your lunch is ready in the kitchen, eat up and then go and get yourselves ready, we are leaving at five.” she instructed.
The Malfoy’s hosted their annual ball at the end of every summer, Y/N and Greg had been going for as long as they could remember and of course became very good friends with the Malfoys son, Draco, who was also sorted into Slytherin with them. You’d rarely find Draco without the Goyle twins by his side, especially Y/N, they spent every moment they could together - the pair would always ignore any rumours they were more than just friends, but Draco Malfoy didn’t treat anyone as kindly as he treated Y/N Goyle. This summer was the first in years that the twins hadn’t spent nearly everyday with Draco, causing havoc at Malfoy Manor. They had been away visiting family all summer, Y/N had missed Draco and found herself thinking about him a lot more than usual. She rushed through her food, and headed back upstairs to get ready, daydreaming about her reunion with Draco, hoping he might like her dress and maybe ask her to dance. She’d never really thought of Draco in that way, but the time apart made her wonder, wonder if there could be something more there, if maybe there had always been something more there but they both ignored it because of their friendship. Y/N admired her reflection in the mirror, she had opted for a dark green form fitted dress, it was made of the most luxurious velvet with intricate patterns sewn over the bodice, it hugged her body in all the right places and she knew she looked good. To finish off she chose a small silver heart necklace from her jewellery box to wear, Draco had got it for her as a birthday present the previous year, she hoped it might get his attention.
Before she knew it, it was five o’clock, time to leave. The family apparated to the huge doors of Malfoy Manor, where they were met by dozens of familiar faces, music pouring out of the entrance and small house elves collecting coats and ushering all the guests into the grand hall, which was decorated beautifully.
“Right we are off to mingle and hopefully find Narcissa and Lucius, we’ll see you two in a bit” their mother said, “Behave yourselves” she added sternly, before linking their fathers arm and disappearing off into the crowd towards some of their friends.
“Shall we get a drink?” Y/N asked Greg, prancing over to the bar, “Two fire whiskeys and soda please?”.
“I thought we were supposed to be behaving?” Greg chuckled.
“Oh come on just one, or two” she laughed, “Its a party after all!”
They grabbed their drinks from the bar and clinked glasses, “To our final year at Hogwarts” Greg toasted, Y/N cheered, taking a swig of her drink and pulling Greg in for a hug.
“Right I’m just going to the toilet, which might take a minute with this dress” Y/N joked, “keep an eye on my drink, maybe even order me another one if you fancy” she threw him a wink and headed off up the stairs to the bathroom.
“Goyle!” Draco called across the room, striding over to his friend who stood at the bar.
“Malfoy, its good to see you” Greg replied, wrapping his huge arms around Draco and giving him a hug, “It’s been too long buddy, I’ve missed you this summer!” he exclaimed.
“I know man, I missed you too, we usually spend everyday together, it was quiet here this summer without you and Y/N…” he paused for a moment and scanned the area, “Wait where is Y/N, she came right?” Draco enquired. He hadn’t realised until a summer without her, quite how much she meant to him - he thought about her all the time, how intelligent she was, how beautiful her laugh was….how beautiful she was. He had been counting down the days to the ball, just because he knew he’d finally get to see her again.
“Yes of course she is, she just went to the bathroom” Greg replied, “in fact there she is now” he pointed up the stairs towards his sister. Draco turned around and immediately met her gaze as she descended elegantly down the stairs, a coy smile appearing as she made her way towards him. His eyes traced up and down her figure and then back towards her piercing eyes, she looked incredible, Draco felt nervous for nearly the first time in his life, little did he know Y/N felt exactly the same.
“Draco! It’s so amazing to see you!” Y/N exclaimed, rushing over to him and throwing her arms around his neck, hoping he didn’t feel her heart practically bursting out of her chest at his touch.
“Y/N!” Draco wrapped his hands around her waist, “I’ve missed you” he whispered in her ear, sending shivers down Y/N’s spine.
“I’ve missed you too” she said quietly, Draco placed a light kiss on her head in response.
“You look wow…you look incredible” he said stepping back slightly and admiring her “I see you are wearing the necklace I got you” he said running his finger across her chest to meet the heart locket, his eyes locked with hers, in that moment they both felt an undeniable chemistry. A moment that Y/N had been imagining for weeks, which seemed to be going just how she planned until it was very quickly disturbed by Greg.
“Whats going on with you two?” Greg questioned.
“What do you mean Goyle?” Draco replied, reluctantly peeling himself away from Y/N.
“Whatever that was?” Greg added, gesturing towards them.
“Am I not allowed to hug my friend who I haven’t seen all summer?” Draco asked defensively.
“Well yeh but that seemed like more than just a hug, remember Malfoy, that’s my sister!” he exclaimed, causing Y/N to roll her eyes.
“Don’t be ridiculous Gregory, besides I can do as I please, so can Draco.” Y/N said sharply yet cautiously, she didn’t want to reveal her new found feelings to Draco just yet, until she knew the spark she felt wasn’t just one sided.
“I’m just saying my best friend and my sister, that would be a bit weird, besides other people are always saying there’s something going on with you two, so it’s not a crazy suggestion!” Greg stated firmly.
“Well there’s nothing going on, so just leave it.” Draco snapped, he felt flushed with guilt as his eyes met Y/N’s and he saw her confusion, he wanted to tell her how he really felt, but not like this.
“Right come on let’s get a drink” Y/N interjected, wanting to shift her mind and the conversation from her feelings towards Draco.
“Yes good plan!” Greg replied, immediately rushing to the bar to grab them some drinks. The three friends spent the next twenty minutes catching up and laughing, allowing the tension from the prior conversation to drift away. Y/N found herself zoning out slightly as the boys discussed Quidditch, she started thinking about Draco again, maybe she had misread the signs, especially given how irritate he was just by the mere suggestion from Greg they might be more than just friends.
Suddenly her thoughts were interrupted by her mother appearing out of the crowd with a young man on her arm, Y/N recognised him from prior Malfoy Balls, although had never spoken to him.
“Y/N, I’d like you to meet Trenton Ironwood, his father works at the ministry with your father!” her mother said as she proudly presented her latest suitor for Y/N, her favourite past time at all these events was trying to find a handsome boy to push on her daughter.
“Y/N its a pleasure to meet you finally” he stepped forward, graciously taking her hand and placing a gentle kiss on her knuckles, before rising to meet her eyes “and may I say you look beautiful tonight.”
“Well thank you” Y/N replied bashfully, blushing slightly from his compliment, “it’s lovely to meet you too Trenton.” Out of the corner of her eye she could see Draco glancing back and forth between her and Trenton, tensing up slightly as they became familiar.
“Good to see you Ironwood!” Draco interrupted, stepping slightly in-front of Y/N and offering a handshake, “Thank you for coming this evening” he added coarsely, puffing his chest territorially to remind Trenton this was his home.
“Good to see you too Malfoy” Trenton responded, shaking Draco’s hand, then returning his attention to Y/N.
“I will leave you kids to it, make sure you have some food and not just drinks please” their mother said, noting the drink in her daughter and sons hands, “and you better both have a dance, you know it’s the proper thing to do at these types of events!” she added.
“Yes mother” the twins said in unison.
“So Y/N would you do me the honour of allowing me to accompany you for your first dance of the evening?” Trenton asked boldly and rather formally, which made Y/N cringe slightly but she still thought he seemed sweet. She glanced towards Draco, noticing he looked disappointed, she hoped he might jump in and ask her to dance instead, but he didn’t. Nothing was going as Y/N had pictured it, so she decided to accept his offer, “Thank you Trenton, that would be wonderful” she said slightly reluctantly, at least her mother wouldn’t bother her for the rest of the evening about dancing. She moved towards him allowing him to take her hand and lead her onto the dance floor, fighting with every inch of herself not to look back at Draco.
Draco watched as Y/N walked away through the crowd, he cursed himself internally, why hadn’t he been able to ask her that easily, or had the courage to stop her, call after her. All he’d thought about for weeks was reuniting with Y/N, touching her again, talking to her again, laughing with her again, his anger grew as he worried he might never be able to tell her how he feels.
“You alright Malfoy?” Greg asked noticing his grimaced face.
“That Ironwood, he’s a little sleaze, you ought to keep an eye on him Goyle! He has a different girl on his arm everytime I see him, Y/N deserves better!” Draco spat, his jealousy raging.
“It’ll be fine, you know Y/N, she can take care of herself” Greg chuckled nonchalantly, remembering the embarrassing ends of his sisters past suitors. “Besides since when do you care?” he enquired.
“I’ve always cared Goyle, she’s been my friend just as long as you have!” Draco snapped in response, swigging down his drink and grabbing a fresh one, Greg just watched him beginning to become more suspicious of both his friend and his sisters behaviour that evening. Draco scoured the dance floor looking for Y/N, then he saw her, with Trenton whispering in her ear, his hand placed in the small of her back, Dracos anger surged again.
“I’m going to get some fresh air, I’ll see you in a bit Goyle!” Draco said, storming off into the gardens.
Y/N regretted agreeing to dance with Trenton the moment he put his slimy hand around her waist a little too low. All he did was talk about himself, his education overseas at Durmstrang, how amazing he was at quidditch, Y/N found herself zoning out very quickly, offering the odd smile and hum to fake interest. Every chance she got she glanced over to Draco, wishing she was dancing with him instead, he looked agitated, perhaps he wished the same, she just needed to talk to him alone and find out. Her thoughts were quickly interrupted by Trenton suddenly leaning in and whispering in her ear,
“You know, my house isn’t far from here we could head back there and have our own fun” he smirked at her suggestively. Y/N pulled herself away from him, shocked that he would be so brazen, she officially hated this guy.
“No thank you Trenton, if you’ll excuse me I have to be…anywhere else, have a nice evening!” she stated calmly, pushing past him leaving him standing alone. She turned her attention to where her brother and Draco had been standing, and noticed Draco storming off towards the back exit, instinctively she raced after him, following him into the dark of the night.
“Draco!” Y/N shouted, just catching up to him at the bottom of the path, “Draco whats wrong?” she asked grabbing his wrist, shifting him to face her.
“Nothing I just… it doesn’t matter, I’m just not enjoying the party very much is all” he stammered hesitantly, staring towards the floor, surely he couldn’t risk saying how he felt, it could change everything about his friendship with Y/N and Greg.
“You looked angry when I saw you leaving, did someone annoy you?” Y/N questioned further, she’d known Draco her whole life, she could tell when he was lying.
“No, no, just leave it Y/N I’m fine! Go back to dancing with Ironwood!” he snapped, pulling away from her again and heading down into the gardens.
“Stop lying Draco, I know you better than anyone!” she called, following close behind him, “besides I don’t want to dance with Trenton, he’s a creep!” she added, he ignored her and carried on striding further into the darkness of the gardens away from the house, Y/N couldn’t bare the longing and confusion any longer, she knew she had to tell him how she felt. “If you won’t tell the truth about how you feel, I’ll tell the truth about how I feel” she blurted out, Draco suddenly stopped and turned to face her, still without a word.
It was now or never she thought to herself, so fuelled with adrenaline and Fire Whiskey she began to speak again,
“You’re all I’ve thought about for the past eight weeks and all I’ve wanted was to come here tonight and dance with you, tell you how much I missed you and how much you make me smile, how much I love when you bring waffles to my dorm on Saturday mornings and we share them under my covers and how I don’t want you to share your waffles with anyone else..just me.” Y/N tailed off quietly realising Draco still hadn’t responded, just as she began to panic thinking she shouldn’t have said anything, he strode over, his lips smashing into hers. All the tension of the summer melted from underneath them both, as they leaned in to each other, becoming more passionate by the minute. Draco pulled away slightly leaving his head resting on hers staring into her eyes, a small smile appearing on his face.
“You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to do that” he whispered.
“I hope I didn’t disappoint” Y/N giggles, placing another gentle kiss on his lips.
“You could never disappoint me Y/N” his hand wrapped around her waist pulling her in for a kiss again, Y/N ran her hand through his hair, causing Draco to moan lightly, Y/N’s knees went weak from his response, she’d waited for what felt like a lifetime for this moment.
“Does this mean you feel the same?” she asked quietly, smiling sweetly at him.
“Of course! exactly the same and more! I can’t imagine every loving someone the way I love you!” he exclaimed - pausing as he realised what he just said, his eyes met Y/N’s nervously.
“I love you too” she whispered, kissing him again.
“And for the record I would never share my waffles with anyone but you, ever!” Draco added with a chuckle, Y/N giggled as well, snuggling into his neck, his arms still tight around her, wishing they could just stay there forever, in their little bubble.
But sadly that bubble was quickly burst by the sound of Greg shouting for them both down the garden. “Y/N, Draco, where are you?” Greg’s voice bellowed, slowly getting closer. Y/N instinctively pushed Draco away,
“What are you doing?” Draco questioned, failing to grab her wrist as she backed away a little further.
“You heard what Greg said earlier, I don’t want to annoy him, you’re one of his best friend and I’m his sister, he’ll think it’s too big of a risk, that we would ruin our friendship group. He can’t know, not yet!” Y/N whispered a panicked look in her eye, Draco nodded understandingly.
“There you both are!” Greg cheered appearing round the corner, the giant grin on his face quickly falling as he saw the suspicious looks on both of their faces, “Whats going on?” he asked sternly.
“Nothing, I was just out here to get away from Trenton and then bumped into Draco” Y/N responded innocently.
“Yes, and I just came out for some fresh air, I already told you that Goyle” Draco added.
“Hmm..okay well whatever..” he responded seemingly unconvinced “Just come back inside, I’m bored standing around by myself, let’s get fucking drunk!” he exclaimed, before heading back up the path, Draco and Y/N following a little bit behind.
“It’s our secret for now okay?” Y/N whispered quietly.
“I will try my best, but I’m not sure I’ll be able to resist kissing you, now I know I can” Draco teased, winking at her.
“Draco!” she mimicked a gasp, “you have to promise me!” she pleaded.
“Okay, okay, I promise!” he said, smiling at her cheekily.
“Thank you” she mouthed, as they arrive back at the house, where Greg was holding the back door open, staring them both down and he noticed them whispering again.
The trio headed straight to the bar where they remained for the majority of the night, apart from the occasional dance when the band played songs Y/N actually knew. They chatted about their summers, gossiped about people from school and got extremely drunk, Draco and Y/N occasionally swapping smirks and lustful looks slyly, but overall managing to keep their new found mutual feelings under wraps.
“Gregory, Y/N are you ready to go?” her mother asked, wandering across to where they stood, with their father, Narcissa and Lucius following behind.
“Yes mother” the twins responded.
“Thank you for a wonderful night Narcissa, and you Lucius” their mother said embracing her friends.
“You’re very welcome Cassandra, thank you for coming! Draco go and fetch their coats from the room upstairs!” Narcissa ordered, Draco nodded, heading off upstairs.
“I’ll come and help!” Y/N called, rushing after him as calmly as she could. They soon found themselves in one of the guest rooms where all the coats were hung, alone again, they couldn’t keep off each other for even a second once the door closed behind them. Draco moved quickly towards her, his arms wrapping around her gently as he kissed her, she returned his affections passionately - lips locked for as long as possible.
“I have to go” Y/N whispered beginning to pull away slowly, leaning back in once or twice to peck Draco again.
“I wish you didn’t” Draco responded, reluctantly letting her go, and turning to gather her family’s coats, “I told you I wouldn’t be able to resist kissing you” he chuckled.
“Well you are going to have to try, especially once we are back at Hogwarts, one person sees us and the whole school will know! Including Greg!” she said pulling on her coat.
“Okay okay” he paused for a moment in thought, “how about this - we can meet in the astronomy tower, no one ever goes up there! We need a code word or a signal? For whenever we want to meet up!” he rambled.
“I mean I guess it’s not a bad idea, I’m definitely not going to stop thinking about you, so I’m not sure I’d be able to go even a day without seeing you” she giggled taking her mothers coat from his arms and placing another kiss on his lips.
“Me neither, so it needs to be something subtle if we are going to be doing it 24/7” he laughed.
“I don’t think we need a signal or a code word, I’ll know when I look in your eyes and you’ll know when you look in mine” Y/N said sweetly.
“You’re right” Draco replied, kissing her one more time before opening the door for her. They headed back downstairs quietly, both struggling to hide their beaming smiles as they met their parents and Greg by the front door.
“There you both are!” Narcissa exclaimed.
“Sorry mother, there were just so many coats up there” Draco lied quickly, handing Greg and Y/Ns father their coats, smilingly innocently at them both as he did.
“Here you are mother” Y/N said helping her mother put her coat on, playing the virtuous daughter as well as usual. They all began saying their goodbyes, exchanging hugs and hand shakes.
“We’ll see you next week Malfoy, back to Hogwarts!” Greg said, pulling Draco in for a hug.
“Yes I’ll meet you on the platform” Draco responded to Greg, before moving to hug Y/N, “I’ll see you next week Y/N” he said loudly, “and I am thoroughly looking forward to it” he whispered lustfully in her ear. And with that Y/Ns father ushered his family out the door and apparated them home.
The night had started out slightly bumpy, and she knew Draco and her had a lot to work out, but it seems like Y/N might get her happily ever after in the end.
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lilbeanz · 2 years
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On a dark and drizzly evening over on a discord chat, a few of the gays and I were simping over a thicc Pansy Parkinson drawing. And it made me realise...
I'm not very inclusive with body types in my art! 😱
Which is unacceptable! As a thicc queen myself I think all bodies are beautiful and deserve to be appreciated, soooo here!
A character lineup showcasing some Lions, Snakes & one Eagle and their beautiful curvy, beefy, skinny, hairy, stretch marked, and scarred flesh✨️
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“Growing Sideways” by @inadaze22
Kids, meet Gregory Goyle. He’s precious. He cooks. He bakes as a love language. He’s big enough to pick Draco up & carry him into another room and sensitive enough to talk about his friend’s feelings:
~~”The plate cracked in half.
Draco inhaled sharply, shocked from his outburst. His hands were shaking.
The laugh that escaped was hoarse. "Your plates are bloody cheap."
"These are yours." Greg went about fixing the broken dish with his wand before sitting back down. He pushed the food around his plate, not eating, only frowning while Draco's wired nerves settled. "I can't tell you how to feel, only that you should. Stop ignoring everything."
Draco finished his drink.
"I think I'll come over more," Greg announced. "You spend too much time alone."
"Hardly." Draco scoffed. "I'm always being dragged around to places I don't want to go."
Greg's expression became uncomfortably serious. "Why do you think we do it?"
"My presence is a present."
A beat passed before Greg laughed, loud and long. "Sometimes, yes, but mostly, we hate to see you like this."
"Like what? I'm—"
"Lonely."”~~~
Y’all!! Ina has done it again. 😍 Also I made the world’s tiniest toast. And beans. I made beans. I’m strutting around like Tom Hanks in Castaway announcing “I.. made BEANS” instead of fire but whatever. I made beans for a precious bean named Greg. Go read the fic https://archiveofourown.org/works/45364717?view_full_work=true
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saintsenara · 14 days
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Vernon Dursley/Dolores Umbridge, Dudley Dursley/Vincent Crabbe/Gregory Goyle, Petunia Dursley/Percy Weasley 😊
thank you very much for the ask, anon! i've decided, after careful review, that i back all of these.
vernon dursley/dolores umbridge
vernon would be immediately sympathetic to her trying to have harry expelled from hogwarts and thrown in prison, would be impressed by her commitment to challenging the wastefulness and excess of wizarding life [and that wizards are unnecessarily flamboyant and incapable of decorum is definitely an opinion umbridge shares], and would find her interest in causing schoolchildren permanent harm to be fascinating and sensible. he regards decorating as a woman's job, so he learns to live with the cat plates and so on, and he's thrilled into proposing marriage when umbridge tracks down dedalus diggle and has him arrested on spurious charges.
it crashes and burns - badly - when he discovers she was the one who set the dementors on dudley. he could forgive her trying to murder harry, but not his boy.
umbridge hooks up with marge in revenge.
vincent crabbe/dudley dursley/gregory goyle
this starts as a joke, which continues far longer than it should do because the three convince themselves that both harry and draco are really pressed and upset by it [this is untrue - harry thinks all three died in the war; draco has a weird eye condition which means he can only see twinks].
but the main recipe for a long-lasting relationship is fundamentally enjoying each other's company. nobody is claiming that vince, big-d, and greg are sophisticated men, but a mutual love of having a cheeky nando's, watching love island while cuddled up on the sofa, getting drunk at the footie, and thinking each other's jokes are class means that this is - by a country mile - one of the healthiest relationships the harry potter universe ever manages to produce.
petunia dursley/percy weasley
they are raking it in producing "hot housewife spanks me for leaving mud on her kitchen floor" content on onlyfans.
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breaniebree · 3 months
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Kismet Characters & Family Trees Part Ten:
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Fred Weasley (1 April 1978) GRYFFINDOR m. Fiadh Alexander (4 March 1974) NA (2010): 1. Finley Artha Weasley (16 October 1998) GRYFFINDOR m. Bennett Belby (7 October 1997) SLYTHERIN (2022): a) Mackenzie “Mack” Bennett Belby (1 June 2025) RAVENCLAW b) Brogan Alexander Belby (7 May 2028) SLYTHERIN 2. Felicity Ciara Weasley (16 October 1998) GRYFFINDOR m. Killian McCoy (1994) NA (2020): a) Kyra Finley McCoy (7 May 2022) HUFFLEPUFF b) Keagan Frederick McCoy (1 June 2025) RAVENCLAW 3. Forest Georgina Weasley (7 February 2002) HUFFLEPUFF m. Gabriel Goyle (28 August 1998) RAVENCLAW (2026): a) Briar Fiadh Goyle (2 March 2028) HUFFLEPUFF b) Jasmine Pansy Goyle (7 November 2030) HUFFLEPUFF c) Aurelia Alexandra Goyle (8 December 2033) HUFFLEPUFF 4. Fox Fabian Weasley (9 August 2004) GRYFFINDOR m. Ocean Lofthouse (7 July 2006) GRYFFINDOR (2032): a) Frederick “Freddie” Donal Weasley (9 November 2034) GRYFFINDOR b) Alexander “Alex” Tiernan Weasley (1 October 2037) GRYFFINDOR c) Sean Arthur Weasley (3 September 2039) GRYFFINDOR
Pansy Parkinson (14 February 1980) SLYTHERIN m. Greg Goyle (9 November 1979) SLYTHERIN (1996): 1. Grayson Gregory Goyle (28 September 1997) HUFFLEPUFF m. Mina Black (31 December 1996) GRYFFINDOR (2017):a) Zelena Minerva Goyle (26 December 2019) GRYFFINDOR m. Katerina Baxter (7 March 2015) GRYFFINDOR (2040): i) Erica Goyle-Baxter (2043) GRYFFINDOR ii) Antonia Goyle-Baxter (2043) HUFFLEPUFF b) Ariel Sorcha Goyle (3 April, 2021) HUFFLEPUFF m. Philip Davenport (2017) RAVENCLAW  (2047): i) Siri Davenport (2049) SLYTHERIN ii) Gregory Davenport (2051) RAVENCLAW c) Helia Marguerite Goyle (14 February 2023) RAVENCLAW m. Henry Rawlings (2008) RAVENCLAW (2048): i) Julius Rawlings (2052) RAVENCLAW d) Orion Sirius Goyle (6 September 2025) SLYTHERIN 2. Gabriel Gregory Goyle (28 August 1998) RAVENCLAW m. Forest Weasley (7 February 2002) HUFFLEPUFF (2026): a) Briar Fiadh Goyle (2 March 2028)HUFFLEPUFF b) Jasmine Pansy Goyle (7 November 2030) HUFFLEPUFF c) Aurelia Alexandra Goyle (8 December 2033) HUFFLEPUFF 3. Gavin Gregory Goyle (28 April 2000) GRYFFINDOR m. Kai Tommasi (2001) HUFFLEPUFF (2030)4. Grant Gregory Goyle (28 January 2002) SLYTHERIN5. Giselle Galilea Goyle (30 June 2005) RAVENCLAW m. Ivy Cross (7 June 2002) GRYFFINDOR (2036)
Thanks to @ellieoryan7447 for taking the time and effort to create these.
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l8atnite · 2 years
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After being exiled from the Wizarding World, Draco, Blaise, Theo and Greg travel to the US and start a band in the muggle world (along with 2 American squibs). Linkin Park is born. Pansy is their manager.
• Numb is dedicated to Lucius and Theodore Sr, and their misguided upbringing.
• What I’ve Done talks about being exiled and starting again in the muggle world.
• Crawling refers to the nightmares about the war they all have most of the nights.
• The New Divide is about the Hogwarts Battle, hexes and curses everywhere. How they lost Crabbe.
• Breaking the Habit makes reference to the abuse of Dreamless Sleep potion during the war, and the depression that followed.
• Somewhere I Belong is about the regrets of fighting for the Dark Lord.
• Burn It Down alludes to “burning down” Malfoy Manor, Nott Manor and the Zabini State.
• Faint refers to how no one has come looking for them. Hope is all they have left.
• In the End talks about how they all have changed their blood supremacy ideologies. They trusted their parents since they were just kids. They were all pawns in the war, child soldiers. The Ministry couldn’t have cared less.
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I came up with this nonsense while imagining Draco as a singer, and what would he sing about. You can find some random drabbles in my Twitter @l8atniite. This, of course, would be a Dramione Fic.
(I do not own HP or LP). Also the LP logo from 2007 looks a lot like the Deathly Hallows. Just saying..
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“I think draco should be allowed to beat people’s ass without consequence” AND I MEANT WHAT I FUCKING SAID. i feel like we really brushed over flint’s arm now being in shreds? is greg even alive? i like to imagine that when he hit the wall the vine boom sound played. the fact flint and goyle have to go back to slytherin and say “yeah draco almost killed me and she lit me on fire”. like what a fucking power couple. very glad to see draco growing a backbone, it’ll do wonders for his posture.
Being a Lionheart!Hermione lover isn’t enough I need a gun. my pyromaniac queen. you beautiful creature you. i’m so obsessed with her and i cannot wait for the next chapter because you’re right she IS allowed to lose it.
very slay chapter as always
JFKDLJFHDKJH flint and goyle having the worst day of their lives because they accidentally targeted the two most unhinged, ruthless, and terrifyingly competent people in gryffindor, both of whom happen to be obsessed with each other. flint really has had a terrible week.
one thing i love hermione is she'll be like "it is important to be moral and make Good Choices" one moment and then when one (1) person she cares about finds themselves in danger she immediately defaults to "kill?? KILL???" which is in my professional opinion extremely cool. occasionally problematic. definitely going to cause issues. but indubitably rad.
also i thought it was fun that draco's spine and his penchant for violence are coming in at the same time. it's this common trope in d/h for draco's influence to make hermione more ruthless/murdery and that's all well and fun but i felt like not enough has been made of the opposite trope. hermione in canon is WAY more violent than draco. she's braver and angrier and just generally much less tolerant of bullshit. canon draco spoils for fights but doesn't put his money where his mouth is. canon hermione walks the walk every fucking time. lionheart!draco spent the past four years in the Hermione Jean Granger School of Talk Shit Get Hit, and he is graduating with HONORS, thanks very much.
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