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Daisy Chains and Kept Promises
George Weasley x reader
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Summary: George Weasley was never one to break a promise. Especially not one sealed by a daisy chain ring.
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It was the first sunny afternoon in what seemed like forever, but in reality had only been a few days, and the residents of the burrow were eager to escape onto the vibrant, green lawn.
“Fred, George you stay out of trouble now!” Molly shouted from the kitchen as you run out the door with the twins.
“Come on now, it’s our last summer before they ship us off to Hogwarts! We gotta make the most of it!” Fred replies, sprinting out to the shed where the Weasleys stored all their brooms.
“Hurry up Georgie, or I’m taking the good broom!” You tease as you race past the other boy, snatching the best broom from the rack before he has the chance to protest.
“Aw c’mon! Why’s she always get the good one?” Ron complains as he catches up with you all.
“Oh shut it Ronald,” George retorts, not bothering to give his youngest brother a second glance.
The four of you spend the afternoon zooming across the field, a beat up quaffle tossed between you in carefree bliss as the sun shines down on you and Ginny watches from the ground below.
Eventually you all tire and you find yourself lying in the shade of the old oak tree that loomed over the garden. Thankfully the rain had scared off the gnomes that had a habit of sneaking into the garden for a tasty treat.
“Show me how to make those daisy crowns? Like the muggles?” Ginny asks, bringing over fists full of the little white flowers.
“Not now Ginny,” Fred sighs, rolling his eyes at the young girl.
“No, no, we can do it now,” you argue, patting the ground next to you, gesturing for the younger girl to sit beside you.
“Yeah, let her stay,” George agrees, smiling fondly at you.
Fred snorts at his brother, eyes rolling once more.
“You always side with her, you’re supposed to be my twin! How are you two going to survive without each other?” Fred retorts, leaning back against the tree.
“It’ll only be a year, then y/n can join us in the fun,” George replies happily.
“Oh at this point you might as well just marry her,” Fred responds with a huff.
You feel your cheeks begin to grow red and you turn to focus all your attention on the young girl beside you, showing her how to intricately wrap the stems together to form a chain of daisies.
You’d known the twins for as long as you could remember. You’d practically grown up with them. Your father Remus did the best he could raising you on his own, he really did, but it was hard. Especially on full moons. The Weasleys always took you in on those nights, often resulting in you staying for days while Remus recovered.
George had had a soft spot for you since the beginning, always being the slightly softer twin while Fred was more severe and brash. You could remember a particularly bad night when it had been storming, the loud thunder making you shake with fear. George had stayed up with you all night, making sure the storm didn’t get you. You had been seven at the time.
It had started back then you supposed, your little crush. It had confused you at first as you had thought of all the boys as your brothers, but now, at the ripe old age of ten, you could tell that Georgie was different from the other Weasley boys.
“There!” George announces excitedly, shaking you from your thoughts as he brandishes a single daisy up into the air, its stem tied rather roughly in a small circle.
Without warning, he grasps onto your hand, sliding the makeshift ring onto your finger, looking rather pleased with himself.
“There. You’re my wife now,” he says proudly as you stare at the little flower adorning your finger.
“You didn’t do it right! You have to ask her to be your wife. Everyone knows that!” Ginny exclaims, watching the two of you with a dopey little grin on her face.
“Oh. Right. Y/n, will you be my wife?” Georgie asks, batting his eyes dramatically at you and sticking out his bottom lip.
“Yes I will,” you reply with a laugh, admiring the pretty daisy that now sat on your finger.
“You two are so gross,” Fred says, making a face.
“Oh, oh! Do the promises! The ones where you say I do!” Ginny urges excitedly, clapping her hands.
“Alright. Do you promise to always laugh at my jokes, always be there for me when I need you, and always take my side when we argue with Fred?” George asks.
Fred begins to make dramatic gagging sounds.
“I do.” You reply with a giggle as Fred just glares at you. “And do you promise to always make me smile, always protect me, and always make me hot chocolate when I can’t sleep?”
“I do.”
It was dark. The whole house was dark really. All the time. Dimly lit and constantly smelling like mold and rotting wood. And the furniture seemed to be permanently damp, the coldness settling into your bones.
You hated it here at Grimmauld Place. The constant shrieking of decrepit, old portraits, the eerie feeling of constantly being watched. The only positive attribute about living in this wretched place was the fact that Remus had never been happier.
It had taken months to do it, but after Harry had been able to help Sirius escape the dementors, Dumbledore had inconspicuously been able to move Sirius into Grimmauld place where you had been staying ever since.
It had been strange at first, no doubt. You had only just met the man, but he grew on you quickly. Like a fungus. You loved seeing how comfortable he made Remus who visibly softened whenever the other man was near. And you hadn’t seen Remus smile as wide or as often, well ever. You could tell that the two of them were just meant to be side by side, and honestly, that was enough for you. Especially in dark times like these.
“Lighten up love, we have a surprise for you before dinner,” Remus announces, entering the drawing room where you sat wrapped in a pile of blankets, a book in hand as you tried to ignore the screeching bag lady in entry way portrait.
“Is it another one of those horrendous sweaters that Sirius keeps digging up from somewhere?” You ask, nose scrunching at the thought of another one of the putrid smelling things being presented to you. You didn’t have the heart to tell him that you detested the nasty things, so you had been giving them to Kreacher to dispose of rapidly. “I know I keep telling him that they’re lovely, but how many of the things does he think I need?”
Remus just laughs, shaking his head. “I’ve told him to move onto something else, but he’s determined to fill your wardrobe I think. But no. It’s not another sweater. For now at least. No, I do believe you’ll quite enjoy this little surprise.” He tells you before leaving you to your book and your thoughts.
Dinner time couldn't come fast enough as you eagerly eyed the clock every fifteen minutes, only to be disappointed by how little time had gone by.
About thirty minutes before the three of you usually ate dinner, you began hearing a chorus of voices coming from the entry way. And not the familiar voices of the Black family portraits.
"Well where is she then?" a loud voice asks.
Hearing the voice, you immediately perk up, not quite believing you'd heard correctly. This place might be driving you mad.
"Oh bloody hell mate, don't seem too eager now," comes the sarcastic response.
You'd know those voices anywhere. Practically throwing yourself from the couch, you eagerly scramble to the door and down the staircase to be greeted by the whole Weasley family grinning up at you.
"Look Georgie, there's your wife, don't get your knickers in a twist now," Fred scoffs.
You fly into George's arms, sighing contentedly as his arms wrap securely around you.
"Well hello to you too," you hear him laugh as he gives you another squeeze before releasing you.
You hadn't seen him, or the other Weasley's for that matter, in what felt like ages. He and Fred had grown their hair out, and you didn't quite remember them being so tall last you saw them. His smile never changed though.
Bashfully, you greet the rest of the Weasley bunch, even Fred giving you a quick hug, before rubbing the top of your head affectionately and effectively tossling up your hair. You stick your tongue out at the boy in response, batting his hand away.
"I missed you all, so much! I've been going absolutely bonkers being here alone for so long," you tell them.
"Well not to worry love, we'll be here all summer. Hermione too, though she's not coming for another few weeks." George tells you.
Feeling eyes on you as you laugh with the boys, turning to see both Sirius and Remus gazing at you intently, eyes flickering between you and George.
Sirius silently points at you, then George before drawing a line across his neck with his finger before giving you a wink. You feel heat creeping into your cheeks as you turn back to the boys.
"What are you all doing here?" you ask eventually as the adults begin to file into the kitchen.
"Came to be used as house elves of course," Fred replies, earning him a nudge from George.
"Mum said that Sirius volunteered the house to be headquarters for the Order," Ron butts in.
"Yeah, then mum volunteered us to help clean the place up," Ginny adds.
You make a face at that.
"We have a lot of work to do then, this place is disgusting," you tell them, leading them up the stairs to the room you'd been staying in. On your way up the stairs, George's hand never leaves yours, fingers intertwined as you guide him up the dusty staircase.
"Long as there aren't any spiders," Ron replies, eyeing the spiraling stairs with suspicion.
You just look back at the boy with concern, pity overtaking your face as his own face turns pale.
For once Grimmauld place was silent. A rare luxury you'd found, especially since the Weasley's had moved in. Not that you minded, the red headed family made the grim, old place feel alive and vibrant. Something you thought the it needed desperately. But you liked the quiet too.
It had been a strange couple of weeks as everyone, the adults especially, seemed to be on high alert. And who could blame them? Hermione had just moved in, sharing a room with you and Ginny. You could hear their breathing now as you stared up at the dark ceiling above.
After the Weasley's arrival, you had all spent countless hours decluttering Grimmauld place. Sweeping, dusting, banishing the more mouthy portraits to the attic. It was hard work, but you had loved every second of it with George making you laugh until you keeled over, tears streaming down your face. His presence just made everything better. You thought so at least.
In the darkened room, your mind drifts to the conversation you had heard between the adults just hours ago. It definitely wasn't a conversation you had been meant to overhear, but Georgie had given you a pair of extendable ears that he and Fred had developed, and you just couldn't help yourself.
"Oh really Sirius, they've all practically grown up together, George would never do anything to hurt her," Molly had said.
At the mention of George's name, you just had to find out what they were talking about.
"We never said he was going to do anything malicious, we just don't want to see her get hurt," Remus replied with a heavy sigh.
Her?
"They're practically adults, you can't protect her forever. So what if they fancy each other? They're not children!" Molly retorts.
"Oh that's rich coming from you. Just the other day you were going on about young witches and wizards rushing into marriage during the first war. And how many times have you told the twins that they're forbidden from joining the Order hmm? They're adults, Molly, you can't protect them forever," Sirius responds.
"Oh but at least I've done all I can to protect them up to this point. What have you done for y/n? Nothing. Because you've been locked up!" Molly spits. You can hear the fury in her voice.
Your fists ball up in rage at her comments. None of it was Sirius's fault. He didn't do anything wrong. How dare she?
"That's enough!" you hear Remus cut in, a sharpness in his voice that you hadn't heard before. "We weren't coming to attack George, or the way you raised any of the children. We were simply raising our concerns, as any good parents would. Now that we've made our point, if you don't wish to interfere, fine. We won't either."
After that the only thing you had heard was the shuffling of feet as they abandoned the dining room. They had most definitely been talking about you. No doubt about it. You hadn't realized they were concerned about you. They never said anything. And it was only Georgie. The two of you had been married for six years now. In all the ways that mattered to you at least. He would never hurt you. In fact, he'd made it a promise.
Mind racing and unable to sleep, you slip out of bed, careful not to make a sound as you slowly creep to the drawing room that you so often took refuge in. To your surprise however, a dim light was already flickering inside when you approached, and a familiar head of red hair sat facing away from you on the sofa.
"Georgie?" You whisper cautiously, not wanting to spook him.
His head turns in surprise, but his face lights up when he sees you.
"What are you doing this up this late, love?" he asks.
"I could ask you the same."
"Fair enough. Just a lot on my mind I suppose."
"Me too," you reply.
A silence falls between the two of you as you stand, watching mesmerized as the light flickers on and off of the boy's handsome face.
"Want me to make you a hot chocolate?" George asks finally.
A smile grows on your face and you instantly perk up at the mention of your favorite treat. George always knew how to put you to sleep, and he always made the best hot chocolate. Nodding enthusiastically, the two of you make your way down to the kitchen where George begins gathering supplies.
One thing you'd always admired about him was that he never minded doing things the muggle way. While Fred was always quick to magic his way through things, George was content taking his time.
"Help stir the milk so it doesn't burn?" he asks, gesturing to the pot now on the stove.
You silently take the wooden spoon from his hand, fingers brushing ever so slightly, before focusing on the task at hand. George sets out two mugs on the counter before helping you melt in the chocolate.
It all felt terribly domestic. As if there wasn't a sociopathic murderer on the loose. Like it was just the two of you.
It isn't long before George is pouring the dark liquid into the mugs, sprinkling in a few little marshmallows and a cinnamon stick or two and the both of you are retreating back up to the drawing room.
The first sip sends shivers of satisfaction down your spine as you lean into George who wraps his free arm around you. You pull a blanket over you and revel for a moment in the comfort.
"Care to share what's been on your mind?" George asks, breaking the silence.
"Only if you go first," you reply, not quite sure how to explain that he was really the only thing on your mind these days.
George just sighs. "It's nothing you we haven't told you before," He tells you. "Mum is just fighting for her life to keep Freddie and I out of the Order, but Moody agrees with us. We're of age. There's nothing she can do to stop us."
"Will you be safe?"
"Safe as can be. Mum has made sure they don't give us any real missions. Just patrolling Diagon Alley since that's where we set up shop."
You simply nod your head, letting it fall against the boy's chest as you feel his even breathing and let it overtake you. You'd never admit it out loud, but you were grateful for Molly to an extent. The twins had an abysmal lack of self preservation skills, and you didn't know what you would do if you lost Georgie.
"And what's going on in that pretty little head of yours?"
You feel your shoulders shrug as you think carefully of what to say.
"I overheard our parents talking today," you mumble, not exactly sure where you were taking this.
"Oh?"
"Dads are worried about us," you tell him, hiding your face in his chest.
"Worried?"
"I dunno. They said something about your mum talking about how a lot of wizards and witches rushed into marriage during the first war, and there was a lot of talk about you being of age and what not. It got intense. There was a lot of yelling."
You feel George's chest rumble with soft laughter at your words.
"Well that's a silly thing to be worried about considering we've been married for years now at this point," he says.
You're not sure if he's joking or not. Maybe the exhaustion was finally getting to you.
"I'm being serious Georgie. I didn't know they were so worried about me. And Sirius sounded so upset," you reply, sitting up to take another long sip of your hot chocolate.
"So am I." he responds, looking you dead in the eye. The usual mischievous gleam is gone this time and you know he's never been more serious about something. "You know I'm not one to break a promise."
The air grows heavy as you feel yourself freeze for a moment at his words before you sink back into his warm embrace.
"I still have it you know. Your ring. Your mum charmed it for me so it wouldn't wilt. She knew all along," you tell him.
"She tends to have a sixth sense when it comes to these kinds of things."
Another silence falls between the two, but this time, the silence brings comfort as you feel your eyes growing heavy. George tries to stifle a yawn, but it escapes anyway. It was later then you had realized.
"I'm glad it's real for you too," you murmur, leaning further into the boy as your eyes flutter close. Something about being in George's arms provided a sense of security you couldn't find anywhere else.
"It was always real. I'd never break a promise to you, love."
bby's first non-slytherin boy fic🫣
don't ask me if I edited this- the answer is no and I don't want to talk abt it💀
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MC - (worried) Guys, I can’t find Sebastian.
Garreth - Oooh, let me try something. (clears throat) MC IS A SELFISH WOMAN AND A TERRIBLE WITCH-(screams as Sebastian full body tackles him out of nowhere)
Sebastian - WHAT DID YOU SAY
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When I tell you guys to get onto Character.ai and search up anyone and to add the voice to the conversation; I mean it.
here i am, lying on my bed kicking my legs like a school girl
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sometimes all you need is to read a fanfic with your favorite fictional character on Tumblr
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Leander: Garreth, how could you possibly have gotten into this much trouble in one day?
Garreth: It... It didn't take me the whole day...
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*Remus asks everyone to be silent, pretending to hear something*
Sirius: What? It's silent...
Remus: Exactly. That's right.
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LETS GO GRYFFINBOYS
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Theo : “If you and a same-sex friend are eating out and request one check and the waiter set it down in front of you, they've decided you're the top”.
Pansy:*remember when she and Y/n went to lunch and the waitress put the check down in front of Y/n even though she's filthy rich*
Pansy: “first of all-”
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What do they think about marriage?
Pairings: slytherin guys x reader
A/N: I am having a severe case of marriage fever, if that even exists. Anyways, have this small HC drabble, tell me what you think.
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Theodore:
Honestly I think he’d be against the idea for a pretty long time (seeing his mother as sort of ‘trapped’ before she died), he’d resent marriage through most of his early life.
But then he’d meet you, and you’d start going on 1, 2… 5 years together? And it would just start to feel so right, so he’d have to pop the question.
He’ll want nothing more than to reclaim this sacred bond as his with you by his side.
Mattheo:
Didn’t really care about marriage one way or another. I do think he’d be secretly very enamored with the idea of a more domestic life, though.
Once he finds the right person, something clicks and he knows he’ll want to spend the rest of his life with them.
Marriage is just one way to crown this desire, and if you want it, he’ll happily oblige.
Draco:
He was brought up with marriage in mind, and I don’t think that bothers him much; it’s just a stepping stone he has to take at some point, though he’s adamant about making his own independent choice when it comes to when, who and how.
His parents may or may not approve of you, he doesn’t care (though it’d be easier if they did), once he’s set on the idea of marrying you that is exactly what he’ll do.
(On another note, I also think he’d find himself enjoying organizing it lol)
Enzo:
Dreams of marriage. Secretly goes through revenue and dresses catalogs when he’s feeling particularly down or lonely.
I think he’d be one of the quickest to take the knee, and even quicker to realize you’re the one he had been waiting for.
Blaise:
Also someone whom I think really holds dear the idea of having such a companionship.
I always imagine him as a single child born to single children, so I think he’d have some kind of family heirloom given to him pretty early in, like his grandma’s ring.
Once you guys have been going out for a while I think he’d roll it around in his hand late at night, while he watches your sleeping form breathe peacefully.
Tom:
Does not want it.
In his plans there had never been any space for that kind of frivolous distraction, plus any title that is bestowed by someone other than him is pretty much meaningless.
(He’s so napoleon takes the crown coded)
Instead, he’d hold a “devotion ceremony”, where you make an unbreakable vow that seals you to him forever. Romantic isn’t he? You should be grateful.
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Theodore nott or Mattheo riddle x Gryffindor fem! Reader fluff and maybe soft smut and she’s reading in his lap while he’s leaning against the bedpost reading with her holding the book and Turing the pages while she keeps reading it and it’s super smutty and she just traces his arm veins while they read (and if you decide to make it smutty pls make the reader LOVE LOVE LOVE his hands, abs, arm viens-) can it be a longer fic?
I love ur work so so so much!!
the tension - m.s (18+)
pairings: mattheo riddle x gryffindor reader
summary: i know it's wrong, but it feels so right.
warning(s): hand kink, hickeys, kissing, dry humping
(this fic is giving slow down by chase atlantic)
not proofread
the smoke of mattheo's cigarette making the air thick and hazy, me sat in his lap reading my book.
we have a little challenge going on at the moment, which was his stupid idea
basically we see who can last the longest without kissing, sex, touching.
it's one hell of a teasing game
i let out a shakey breath as i turn the page of my book, mattheos hands on my thighs.
his thumb starts making circular motions, moving closer to my inner thigh.
my breath hitches and i can almost feel the smirk on his face
"mattheo.." i say shakily
"what is it princess?" he asks
i sigh, trying to shift my attention back onto the book, but getting distracted by his fingers, the veins on his arms, everything about him.
"see something you like?" he says and i grab his hand, staring in amusment.
i trail my fingers over the veins, going all the way up to his upper arm
"oh so thats what you're into?" he says, throwing the book somewhere across the room.
he flips me over, hovering over me, my hands pinned.
"the bet" i remind him, which was a mistake
his hands start trailing all over my body, making me feel overheated
"mm, i'm sorry princess but i'm not one to loose a bet i made, so either give in or we might just have to continue reading" he says and i groan
"oh thats right, gryffindors are supposed to have determination right? thats a shame on your part" he says, getting off of me making me scoff
"mattheo that is not fair!" i whine and he looks at me in confusion
"it's the deal we made" he responds and i roll my eyes
i try to ignore that feeling in my stomach, but i can't i need his hands, all over me.
i need to feel him.
i hesitatingly get up and throw a leg across mattheo's lap, straddling him
his hands grab my waist and my desire fills more and more with lust
"fuck the bet mattheo, i loose okay? i loose-" before even finishing my sentence, he grabs the back of my hair, pulling me in to kiss him
the desire that was originally on my lips now soothing, letting myself go on autopilot as he takes over.
he flips me over again, him now being on top of me
he starts trailing kisses down my neck as i let out heavy breaths
i've been without him for so long, the feeling of him on top of me enough to leave me sated.
he takes his shirt off as well as mine and he grabs my hips, sitting me on top of his lap, this time facing him
his hands glued on my waist as he starts kissing my neck again, causing me to jut my hips forward.
all of a sudden, i start grinding on him, his hands guiding me through it.
"fuck dont stop" he hisses in pleasure
i feel that knot in my stomach forming quicker than expected, tolerance to pleasure not as high as it used to be because of the bet
i throw my head back, trying to keep quiet
"let me hear you" he says and i let out a whine, our thrusts in rhythm now, hitting my heat perfectly.
"i-i-" i try to speak but fail, the pleasure being overwhelming
"cum for me baby" he whispers in my ear
feeling every part of my body tense up, speeding up to meet an unforgiving pace.
his hands gripping harder on my waist send me and him over the edge, letting go completely.
he groans, cursing out profanities and i let out a long whine
i rest my head on his chest, letting out shakey breaths
"good girl" he says, stroking my hair.
i don't know how i lasted through that bet, i'm never gonna be able to go a day without mattheo again.
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Girl Dinner 🦁🍽
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**MC staring longingly at Sebastian across the room being idiotic**
Poppy: So why aren’t you and Sebastian dating again?
MC: Because I’d destroy him…
Ominis: Trust me, he’d definitely be into that.
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pinterest showed me some screenshots of posts that gave me the concept for an au where both harry and ron are sorted slytherin & draco is just slightly less rude in the first book. i could go into why i think this makes a lot of sense for ron but i won't. i've affectionately dubbed them the platinum quartet in my head and they will not leave me the fuck alone
#quill to paper#draco malfoy#harry potter#ron weasley#hermione granger#romione#drarry#slytherin harry#slytherin ron#golden trio#platinum quartet#actually i'll go into why it makes sense for ron here in the tags.#imho a major slytherin trait is ambition#and ron *has* ambition he's just never had it actively encouraged and fostered#book fucking one the mirror of erised shows him winning the quidditch cup & being head boy and all#he HAS ambition! and by god does he have something to *prove*#youngest weasley boy who desperately wants to do something different from his family#not get lumped in as 'just another weasley'#he's the anti-sirius in this context tbqh. old pureblood family of gryffindors and he's plastering his room at the burrow w green and silver#in my head draco is also in the train compartment when ron walks in and asks to sit there & harry speaks first so draco shuts up#a little tense but draco also relaxes a little bit. he's ELEVEN he just wants FRIENDS.#ron watches the boys he sat with on the train both get sorted slytherin and has just the biggest burning desire an 11 yr old can have#to get into slytherin instead of gryffindor. to do something different from his other siblings at the gryff table. to Prove Something#the hats like 'ohh. a weasley huh. but so much to prove... there's real ambition#and the potential for cunning... slytherin? alright#good luck! slytherin it is!'#and draco's smug little ass is like 'i suppose there's hope for the weasleys yet if they can turn out a slytherin#and ron is psyched out of his eleven year old gourd bc harry fucking potter is grinning and clapping for him#and also because percy n the twins look SHOCKED AS FUCK as do half the profs#snape is over at the table realizing w complete clarity that he's going to be put thru the ringer as slyth head of house these next 7 yrs
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My two favorite Slytherin boys headcanons bc why not?
T/w: few swear words, my writing, and some out of character stuff because im delusional, little suggestive if you can call it that, and yes aside from that if you find any pls let me know:) also my writing
A/n: hi y'all, I just want to say pls be kind as this is my first time writing for these characters so if there's any mistakes pls overlook them thank you! Also I tried my best to keep this GN so everyone can read and enjoy this and yeah that's it, have great day!!!
S/n: requests are open so feel free to send in ideas, I'll love to write what you guys suggest. Also feel free to ask for more Slytherin or any Harry Potter characters you want headcanons/blurbs about, I'll love to write and add more🤗
Masterlist
Mattheo Riddle
(gifs credits to the rightful owner)
Also this one's long as you can see I got carried away😁
Mattheo who always looks forward to see your face after the end of the day
Mattheo who will fight any one who looks at you funny or talks shits about you
Mattheo who glares at every single person but the seconds he spots you his eyes softens up in millisecond in adoration
Mattheo who holds your books or bag everywhere you guys go, because God forbid if his princess/prince ever has to worry about those things when he's there to do them for you
Mattheo who waits after you when the class is over so he can walk you to other class while he pulls you as closer to him as possible
Mattheo who searches for you before every Quidditch game so he can have his good luck charm kiss from you
Mattheo who pretends to hate and act tough when you baby him while secretly melting into a puddle inside every time you call him sweet names. ( He absolutely loses his shit when you call him baby but shush it's a secret 😌)
Mattheo who has probably drawn you only few hundreds of times in his super, super duper, very classified sketchbook that no one knows of.
Mattheo who always encourages you to do things you want to do but are too scared to actually do it.
Mattheo who always supports your decisions, even if they are stupid
Mattheo who appropriates your little hobbies and interests even if they are weird, he just wants to you to feel safe and heard around him
Mattheo who's always there for you whenever you need him, always there to hold you close on bad days because he knows how it feels when you are at your worst and there's no one to comfort you (thankfully he doesn't have to worry about being alone now that you are here as well as his friends)
Mattheo who struggles with expressing his emotions and feelings but still tries his hardest to show them to you because he wants you to know how much you mean to him.
Mattheo who's not that good at comforting but still pulls you to him because he can't stand seeing you cry and not do anything about it.
Mattheo who willingly listens to you rant about everything and anything because he loves hearing your voice (even if half of the things you said are going above his head but hey at least he's trying! ☺️)
Mattheo who hates not knowing what's happening around him because it makes him feel helpless and he hates feeling weak. That's why he always, and I mean always knows what's going on everywhere
Mattheo who's touch starved (bc yk all that being dark Lord's son and growing up with death eaters and all) and craves your touch. He's always in any way touching you, whether holding hands, or a hand on your thigh or waist just any kind of physical touch because he wants to be as close to you as possible.
Mattheo who loves loves cuddles, doesn't matter who's spooning who as long as you guys are in each other's arms.
Mattheo who loves you so much that it physically hurts him, and there's nothing he wouldn't do you
Mattheo who will always protect you no matter what
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Theodore Nott
Theo who loves to tease you throughout the whole day just so he can see you all worked up for him
Theo who looks forward to your quick comebacks every time he comments on something he knows he will get reaction out of you and absolutely loses his shit when you roast the shit out of him for it
Theo who calls you sweet endearments in Italian because he loves to see your confused smile, contemplating whether he roasted you or called you something sweet in foreign language
Theo who keeps you company while you finish your homework in library
Theo who loves spending time with you on Astronomy tower (he just in general loves spending time with you but astronomy tower is more special to him) while you are snuggled up against his side as you guys look at stars.
Theo who will read with you, doesn't matter what kind of books you guys are reading as long as both of you are together.
Theo who prefers reading classic novels but will happily read cheesy rom-com books with you because you said so (secretly he enjoys them too but hush🙈)
Theo who actually enjoys reading poetry, and sometimes when you guys are alone he'll read few to you
Theo who's always there to comfort you whenever you have problems with your family because he knows how it feels.
Theo who's always there to stand up for you in any situation
Theo who starts to smoke less around you if it bothers you, but if you smoke too then both of you guys will smoke together at the Astronomy tower
Theo who loves silence and doesn't enjoy talking much but is always ready to listen to you talk for hours, you are the only person he can talk and listen to for eternity without ever getting sick of it.
Theo who loves when you wear his clothes
Theo who said I love you first time when he saw you curse someone out because they said some shit about him, he doesn't really care whatever shit they were saying but seeing you stand up for him made him feel emotions he never felt before.
Theo who just absolutely loves you and wants to spend entirety of his life with you
Thank you so much for reading, likes and comments are very much appreciated. As well as positive criticism, pls don't hate this is a safe place for everyone!! Bye bye have great day!!!
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Enzo's headcanon!
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𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐨 𝐑𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 - 𝐇𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐮𝐟𝐟!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 ✧
Ravenclaw!reader here
Slytherin!reader here
Gryffindor!reader here
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he was never interested in the Hufflepuffs
he saw them as stuck-up people
boring
people pleasers
and he thought they were absolute goody two shoes little did he know about the Hufflepuff parties they kept a secret from the rest of the houses
they were everything he didn’t like
they were also too nice for his liking
but even for their friendly nature, most of them didn’t like Mattheo after all
most of them actually hated him, and held grudges against the boy for whatever reason
no one except his closest friends liked him and the ones who seemingly did, just put on an act
or they just were too scared to go against the son of the Dark Lord
it made him feel extremely powerful, on top of the world
not being liked, not even by the kindest house in the school
except for you
it drove him absolutely insane, he was hated by all except for you?
at first, he even thought it was fake but you were actually being genuine
you always smiled at him when you crossed each other’s paths in the hallways
you voluntarily sat next to him in class when people would rather sit on the other side of the classroom, as far away from him as possible
you never distanced yourself when you two accidentally stood a little too close
you were comfortable around him?
it threw him off completely
ever since first year he tried everything to make you hate him too, like everyone else does
you were that one loose end
that one loose he’d so desperately try to get rid of
he’d throw insults and you’d just laugh it off
he’d make you trip and you’d apologize for walking in his way (really?)
he’d write scribbles on your paper and you’d laugh at the cute gesture
he even once locked you up in a classroom all alone and even then you forgave him
nothing worked, you’d never hate him
you’d never fear him
after 7 years he eventually gave up, as school was almost finished he didn’t see the use anymore
he’d just let you be
let you be kind
that’s where everything went downhill for him though
when he started to let you be, he started to look past his goal of trying to make you dislike him
he actually finally acknowledged your sweet heart, the absolute kindest student in the whole school
no one was like you
he grew a small soft spot for you, and at that moment he knew he had to protect you at all costs
he knew he fucked up by admitting to these feelings to himself but something about it made him feel warm
it melted the cold layer around his heart, which was never meant to be melted
he’d notice all the little things you did
you’d regularly help first years around school
you’d help around in the Three Broomsticks when it was busy on weekends, sacrificing your precious free time
you’d even help Hagrid with his odd creatures
feeding them almost daily; even when it rained, when it was early in the morning, and during dinner
you’d rather spend time with the creatures than eating together with your friends
it wasn’t that you didn’t have any friends though, you were one of the most popular Hufflepuffs
but was it due to your kindness or did people just take advantage of it?
you were too blind to see through people’s acts though
but Mattheo saw how people put on a nice facade in front of you to get something out of you
it was always when they needed something for themselves
you gave and gave and gave but never received anything
when he noticed this he wanted to do anything to make you feel appreciated for all the giving you did
that’s when you frequently started to receive anonymous gifts
you’d find notes in between the pages of your books, just a few kind words
you’d find roses in front of your door, never a bouquet, always one
one single red rose
it kept going for months, never knowing the real sender
it put a smile on you every single day, and Mattheo loved to see you smile
every time he left one of those roses at your door, he made sure to figure out your schedule to pass by you in the hallways and see that smile of yours
because it also made his day every single time
you appreciated the gesture so much
it made you feel all warm and fussy
you dried all the roses he got you and put the leaves in a special box
there was not one you threw away, always keeping them
forever
as the months progressed he started to leave small notes with the roses too, signed as “MR”
you never tried to figure out who it was, liking the mysteriousness of it
though, the initials could obviously only belong to one person
one specific Slytherin
on the day before graduation you finally got more than initials: “Meet me where the earth swallows the sun.”
the Black Lake…
it was the perfect time
the last day of school ever
the last day before graduation, leaving your second home behind after all
he wouldn’t have to explain his actions ever
because after this day he’d leave school behind, which meant also leaving you behind forever
excited but a little skeptical you approached the Black Lake at sunset, seeing the back of a well-known Slytherin boy
the one you could never hate
Mattheo Riddle
he turned around to meet your eyes, with no emotion to reveal his true intentions
he called you closer to him and when you stood in front of him, he put your hair behind your back
not without softly stroking your cheek, making it look accidental
you froze at that moment, completely lost in his warm brown eyes
you wondered how people could hate him when his eyes told a whole story
it was like coming home to a fireplace after a day in the snow
the browns hugging you like the warmth of fresh warm chocolate in your hands
he took something out of his pocket, hiding it in his hand
“Close your eyes”
you didn’t immediately comply, unsure of what his intentions were
“Trust me…”
you closed your eyes and you felt his fingers slightly grazing your neck when you heard a click behind it
he stood behind you, brushing your hair to the side for his lips to meet the back of your neck
the softness staying there for a few seconds
you felt his breath on your ear when he pulled away for a moment, his lips grazing your lobe
“Thank you, y/n…”
the whispering and his deep voice echoing in your ear
just when you decided to open your eyes, the touch disappeared
you turned around and he was gone…
around your neck was now a silver necklace with a beautiful silver rose hanging as a pendant
though you never gave him anything, you finally received something
but to him, you gave him everything…
kindness
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