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mastermindmiko · 7 months

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Request: Where reader is jealous of some girl who flirts ron. And ron and reader have passionate sex

Thank you so much for the request! I hope you don't mind, but I've left out the smutty parts because I feel uncomfortable writing them. Sorry it took so long.

Green eyed monster and green skin girl

Pairing: Ron Weasley + reader

word count: 1008

Summary: Lavender gets too close to your boyfriend

Warnings: jinxes, some sexual innuendos, y/n being kinda cruel, maybe some mistakes? noot proofread

Hey! If you think this didn't completely suck, feel free to check out my masterlist.

Ron has always been a jealous person. Sometimes, it didn't even make sense why he was jealous. It had sprouted over years of insecurity and feeling like his brothers were better than him. I've always tried to reassure him and make sure that he felt loved.

What didn't make sense, though, was the fact that today, Ron wasn't jealous, I was. So when madame Sprout announced that Ron's partner was Lavender I was too busy fisting my pen in my palm and trying to ignore her obnoxious laughter than celebrating the fact that Neville was my partner which guaranteed me an O.

They were sitting in the seats a few feet in front of Neville and I, and after a few minutes, I couldn't resist the urge to glare at the back of Lavender's head.

Poor Neville was trying to explain something to me, but I couldn't help but fantasize about chopping off Lavender's long blonde hair or even better yet, setting her whole head on fire.

My blood was already boiling, but when Lavender let out a high-pitched giggle and decided to place her hands on my boyfriend's arm, I was seeing red. All I was thinking about was how after the lesson, I couldn't wait to give her a piece of my mind.

Suddenly, I didn't have to wait till the end of the lesson because her hair caught fire. She started screaming and shouting. There was chaos all around her, and I tried to ignore it as much as I could. I didn't know I was that angry.

"How could you do such a thing?" Hermione whispers, angrily from the chair behind me after madame Sprout poured water on Lavender's head, leaving her looking like a drowned rat. I shrug my shoulders and avoided her gaze, "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Please! Everyone here noticed the way you wanted to stab her." Hermione scolded, and I scoffed at her (very true) insinuation. I said, "I did not want to stab her."

"You did, too. I stopped explaining ten minutes ago." Neville pipped in from beside me. I rolled my eyes and huffed. I turned back to find that Lavender's hair was intact and after a quick drying spell, she looked normal again.

Lavender continued her antics and pressed on my boyfriend's bicep, no doubt telling him how fit he was. Ron flushes and awkwardly shifts away from her. He looks back at me to find me glaring at both of them.

Lavender looks back at where Ron's looking and notices me. Her face turns to disgust. She looks me up and down, then scoffs, and she looks back to the front. I growl and try to claw at her from behind my table while Neville holds me back. Neville says, "You can't go to Azkaban for murder!"

"You're right, Neville." I say while straightening out my uniform before sitting down in the stool again. I grab my pen and whisper, "There are too many witnesses here anyway."

"What was that?"

"Nothing!" I reply, feigning innocence. Thankfully, the lesson is over in a few minutes. Neville and everyone else leaves the greenhouse. I wait, noticing how Lavender has my boyfriend cornered, talking to him about something idiotic.

Ron stops her mid sentence and rushes out of the greenhouse before she can catch him again. Lavender huffs and flips a bit of her hair over her shoulder. It was my moment, I slung my back over my shoulder, and as I walked towards her, I flick my wand to preform one of my favourite spells.

After it's done, I grin, satisfied. She's done packing when I reach her. I clear my throat and she looks at me. The give her a fake smile then say, "You should really know not to touch what isn't yours, especially since I know that you know that Ron isn't yours."

"What are you going to do if I don't?" Lavender replies with a hand on her hip. I smile, and head to the door, leaving the greenhouse, but not before replying, "You'll know."

Ron's waiting outside, fidgeting anxiously. I ignore him and walk a few steps towards the castle. Ron follows muttering, "I'm so sorry, I would never-"

"Relax, Ron. You were great, she, on the other hand...she'll get her punishment." I mutter the last part of my sentence. Ron looks confused. He asks, "What do you mean?"

A few laughs are heard and then a loud scream. I grin, knowing what happened. Ron looks back at the havoc that's occurring, and his eyes go wide. I can only imagine what he must be seeing, Lavender with green skin and hair. Ron looks back at me, eyes wide. Then, his face turns into what can only be described as incredibly smug.

"You're jealous." Ron says, and I look at him, mouth agape. I was, but no way I was telling him. I roll my eyes, but the blush on my cheeks betrays me. I huff, "You're insane."

"You're very jealous." Ron replies and lets out a chuckle at the end. I pout and start marching away from him. Ron wraps an arm around my waist and pulls me to his chest.

He presses his lips to mine and raises his hand to cradle my face. It's slow and passionate. I open my mouth, and he deepens the kiss. I feel butterflies in my stomach. He parts, voice significantly deeper, "You're very sexy when you're jealous, darling."

He trails his other hand and fidgets with the hem of my skirt. My eyes widen, and I look around to find no one noticing. Ron whispers into my ear, "How about...we go to my dorm, and I'll remind you how you're the only one for me."

He presses a long kiss to my lips again, but this time, it's filled with lust. A need grows inside me, and I can't help but let out a small moan when he pinches my waist. Ron doesn't waste any time taking us to his dorm.

a/n: I think you can guess what happens next. I hope this was good, its my first time writing a request, I hope I did it justice.

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imtakenbytheview · 3 months

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To All the Wizards I've Loved Before — Dramione fanfic on AO3

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IT’S HERE! Chapter 1 of TATWILB, my new Dramione Eighth Year adaptation of To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before, is now live on AO3.

“𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘧—” 𝘔𝘢𝘭𝘧𝘰𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘴, 𝘵𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵 𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘣 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥. “𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘪𝘮?”

“𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵?”

“𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘸𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘸𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳? 𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦. 𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘞𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘭. 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺.”

If you like love letters, fake dating, a Crookshanks/Draco friendship, and post-war fluff (and, of course, the original movie/book), you’re in good company. This will be 5-6 chapters and regularly updated. I hope you follow along and enjoy! 🫶

Cover 🎨: drawn by hand in Procreate (yes, I was pretty excited about this!) + Canva + Waterlogue (which is fantastic + doesn’t use GAI)

#dramione #dramioneedit #dramionefanfic #dramioneship #dramionefanfiction #fanfiction #fanfic #harrypotter #toalltheboysivelovedbefore #tatbilb #harrypotterfanfiction #dhr #dracoxhermione #dracomalfoy #hermionegranger

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mssrsmoon · 2 years

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Y’all KNOW that James had no reason to be getting up at 3am for extra quidditch practice in ATYD.

Sirius and Remus were oblivious af to the fact that actually james was meeting Regulus in the astronomy tower

the best kept secret of Harry Potter

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celestialsister0918 · 4 months

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Fic Writing Review 2023

Thanks for tagging me, @gammacousin!

Rules: Feel free to show whatever stats you have. Only want to show Ao3 stats? Rock on. Want to include some quantitative info instead of stats? Please do this. Want to change how yours is presented? Absolutely do that. Would rather eat glass than do this? Please don’t eat glass but don’t feel like you have to do this either. (Copied and pasted)

Words and Fics

Word Count:

142,081

Fic Count:

6 started. 5 completed

Most Productive Month: February by far, thanks to Kinkuary!

Top Five by Hits

The One He Needs Right Now: Jim Gordon's Kinkuary: 5941

What I'm Thinking About (Sirius x Ginny): 3600

A Window Not Missed (Bruce x Nat): 2107

A Window Closed (Bruce x Nat): 1101

In the Sepulcher by the Sea (Sirius x Severus): 684

Top Five by Kudos

A Window Not Missed (Bruce x Nat): 96

What I'm Thinking About (Sirius x Ginny): 61

A Window Closed (Bruce x Nat): 47

In the Sepulcher by the Sea (Sirius x Severus): 32

The One He Needs Right Now: Jim Gordon's Kinkuary: 24

Fandom events:

Two @trulymadlydeeplyfest fests! 1 in February and 1 in October. Both Harry Potter. I'm so bad at knowing where all the fests are so those are my only two.

Upcoming Plans:

To Complete:

Finish "A Window Closed" (Bruce x Nat)

Start "A Window Opened" (Bruce x Nat)

Start "A Special Election" (Jim Gordon x NEW OC) - I have one chapter written and some dialogue prompts for chapter 2. I'm soooo excited for this one.

Other Ideas:

Continue one-off Sirius and other Gary Oldman character one-shots on Tumblr.

Write a Jackson Lamb piece

Maybe write a Kate Bishop x Yelena Belova one-shot if the mood strikes

Write another Gary Oldman RPF (many dialogue prompts already written). Here's my first Gary RPF if interested... it was set during the Dracula filming. The new one will be set after his divorce from Alex but before Gisele.

Reflection

I took a couple long breaks from writing this year. After finishing "Submissioner Gordon" in December of 2022, I was at a pretty bad low from lack of interaction with that fic. My heart has NEVER been in something as much as it was that fic, so to have so many hits and so little interaction made me think everyone hated it. Yet I continued the story with the Kinkuary prompts, where I wrote a short fic every day for 28 days. Again, I feel like it bombed.

At the same time, I made what I thought would be my last hurrah in the Harry Potter fandom, and it didn't do so great either. I was in a BAD spot comparing myself to other writers, so I took a long hiatus.

During that break, I started watching the entire MCU with my son, start to finish. My brain grabbed onto Bruce Banner and Natasha Romanoff and would NOT let go. So in May, I began publishing the "Never Say Never" series, where I try to fix their story.

The feedback from the Marvel fandom and Brutasha readers/writers really warmed my heart and got me back in the groove. I am forever thankful to them, because it truly restored my confidence in writing.

I will always be thankful for my Wizarding World series and the Submissioner Gordon/Daddy Issues universe, and my brain loves to revisit those stories and characters. It's just bittersweet because it never really found its audience. However the feedback I got from my foray into the MCU fandom has built my confidence enough that I am able to write in HP and Dark Knight without really worrying what others think. I am just doing it for me and my love for the characters. I know my writing isn't bad--- it's just not a lot of people's cup of tea.

I also want to give a shoutout to the small but steadfast Gary Oldman fandom I have found on Tumblr and Instagram. They've become very dear to my heart, and I love that we can share random thirst posts together when so many others just don't get it.

If anyone is reading this, please share your 2023 stats and reflections as well! I love writers supporting writers. Happy 2024 to you all!

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idreamtiflew · 2 years

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I have no idea why I searched for Dramione smut today, or anything Dramione related, but I did and I found the most SALACIOUS and INCREDIBLY HILARIOUS smut fic. Do yourself a favor and read it. Art by @artfleureia

“Hermione Granger and the Quest for the Perfect Penis” by ChaosAndCrumpets on Archive of Our Own

https://archiveofourown.org/works/35241715?view_full_work=true

#dramione #smut #dramionesmut #scientificresearch #forscience #fanfiction #harrypotterfanfiction #harrypottersmut

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falselve · 1 year

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Hello, I saw that you announced on Wattpad that you were going to writing smuts on Tumblr

I was wondering if you can write a Harry James Potter smut, I SWEAR I'M ASKING FOR A FRIEND, that's a lie-

Anyways if you can thank you

If you can't that's okay

Have a good rest of your day/night

harry james potter x fem!reader

warning: smut, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, creampie, pwop.

"god, your beautiful" Harry whispered breathlessly with his hands resting on your hips ontop of him.

His dick stretching inside of you completely. His bedroom was quite but you would rather let out every sound he was making you feel.

The door was slightly ajar, and you both knew that his family and friends were downstairs watching a movie. But you couldn't resist each other any longer.

You had been pining for each other all night, and with each touch, your desire grew stronger. So you sneaked away from the party and into his room, where you let your passion take over.

You pressed your hands against the wall for support as you rode him harder, feeling his quiet moans driving you wild.

You rolled your hips quickly, taking him in deep and feeling the pleasure building up inside you. He whimpered softly as you picked up the pace, causing you to go even faster.

The feeling of him deep inside of you, as you rolled your hip quickly pacing yourself faster on his dick that thropped inside of you. Rolling your hips on his dick hard causing him to let out a small whimper.

Moving his hand up, your bare back before pushing your head closer to his connecting your lips together. Your legs were wrapped under his that were open, as you bounced harder.

Hary's hand slid up your ass giving it a pull, causing your breath to hitch. Before his mouth dragged down your neck connecting with your boob sucking it on as you shattered onto the wall.

Your hips buckled faster, trying to ride out your close high as you went faster and slower. "yeah." You muttered into his hair holding onto his head.

"I'm- so...so close" Harry gornaed with his eyes shut holding onto your ass; his hand thrown behind your back causing you to go down a bit harder.

"fuck...me too" you cried out quietly.

Feeling the burning inside of your stomach, as you rolled your hips ever so slightly, trying to finish off. His dick was hitting all the right stops inside of you.

Both of you were trying to catch your breaths as he held onto your torso tightly with his arm and his mouth covering the moans inside of your boob.

Feeling his lips tense up under you, he jolted his hips more into you deep inside of you as you started to feel hotness fill inside of you, as you let go onto his dick. Nails digging into his shoulder, Harry's hand still on your back as his eyes shuttered closed through his glasses.

Regaining your breaths, "We have to go back down for the movie," You whisper to him still with his dick deeply inside of you semen melting out of you.

"I know" Harry nodded his head tiredly, dipping you down into the bed and sliding himself right out of you. "but we still have an half hour" He tiredly spoke.

#harryjamespotter #harrypotterfanfiction #harrypotter #daniel radcliffe #fem reader #jules work #harry potter blurb #harry potter x reader #harrypotterxyou #harrypotterx!fem!reader #romance #harry james potter blurb #harry james potter x reader

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crossed-wands · 7 months

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Beyond Crossed Wands - Garreth Weasley Fanfiction

Coming into her seventh year at Hogwarts, Maeve Delaney only has two things on her mind: competing in the Regional Dueling Championship, and her increasingly present feelings for her best friend, Garreth Weasley.

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An alternating POV Garreth Weasley x OC fanfiction to satisfy your friends to lovers craving, that also hints at a bit of a love triangle. What can I say? Sebastian Sallow loves the drama.

Read it here!

(In Progress)

#harrypotterfanfiction #garreth weasley x reader #hogwarts legacy #hogwartslegacyfanfic #hlff #garreth weasley #sebastian sallow #natsai onai #imelda reyes #ominis gaunt #anne sallow #hogwarts legacy oc #garreth weasley fanfiction #garreth weasley fanfic

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chuchiotaku · 1 year

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Chapters: 19/21 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Ron Weasley & Harry Potter & Hermione Granger & Neville Longbottom, Ron Weasley & Weasley Family, Ron Weasley & Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter & Sirius Black & Remus Lupin Characters: Ron Weasley, Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Neville Longbottom, Albus Dumbledore, Severus Snape, Weasley Family (Harry Potter) Additional Tags: Ron Weasley-centric, Alternate Universe - Time Travel, Smart Ron Weasley, Ron Weasley Angst, minor original characters, Lordship and Noble Houses, Canon Divergence Series: Part 1 of There and Back Again: A Ron Weasley Time Travel Novel Series Summary:

TBA is now officially in AO3!

Year Zero: The Wizarding War

Just when things appeared to be turning around, an unfortunate turn of events lands Ron from the Hogwarts battlefield to a strange place with only Snape, of all people, for company. Because apparently, he is dead. Or at least, very nearly there. But then Ron is given the chance to change his fate: accept death and move to the next great adventure, return to the world of the living at the height of the war, or go further back, for a chance to relive his life and save even more. The question is, what will he have to do in exchange?

Year One: Beginning With A Stone

Ron wakes up on July 1991 with memories of his old life, and a new sense of purpose. On the first year of his new life, the board is set for sweeping changes, new friends and wild discoveries to teach Ron that, even for a time traveler, there is still always more to learn, and something new to experience. Can Ron stay one step ahead of all the surprises awaiting him, and help Harry survive their first encounter with a disembodied but still dangerous Dark Lord?

#harry potter #harrypotterfanfiction #ronweasley #proronweasley #ron weasley defense squad #chuchiotakuwrites #harrypotter tba

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memorylikeatrain · 3 months

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Chapters: 21/? Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Underage Relationships: James Sirius Potter/Original Female Character(s), Scorpius Malfoy/Rose Weasley Characters: James Sirius Potter, Rose Weasley, Scorpius Malfoy, Albus Severus Potter, Original Characters, Riley Finnigan, Aura Thomas, Lacey Macmillan, June Lorrison, Teagan Finnigan, Amelia Longbottom Additional Tags: Drama, Romance, Humour, hpff, Mental Illness, Teen Angst, Inspired by Skins (UK), Canadian exchange student, Enemies to Lovers, Childhood Friends to Lovers, Next Generation, Harry Potter Next Generation, Depression, Anxiety Disorder, long chapters Summary:

When exchange student June Lorrison sets foot at Hogwarts, she isn't expecting to end up wrestling James Potter in a puddle of slime, nor does she expect to be fake-dating his best friend, nor does she expect to become best friends with his unhinged cousin. Meanwhile, Riley Finnigan has been in love with Aura Thomas all his life, Lacey Macmillan and Scorpius Malfoy are best friends, but between the two of them have no luck at all with romance (unless you count the terrifying Eve Stroud as good luck). And James, well, who even knows what's going on in that head, not to mention the mysterious plots of his brother, Albus. Throw in the all-too-relatable History of Magic and Potions teachers, Professor Cavanaugh and Professor Abbascia, and you've got yourself one hell of a time at Hogwarts. Sixth year will be full of new friendships, old rivalries, unlikely romances, and of course some meddlesome Slytherins.

(Originally posted on HPFF in 2010 I think)

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mrsprongs · 7 months

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Ghostface (Part I)

Ghostface has come to Hogwarts

Warnings: Death/Violence, Slightly abusive relationship dynamic, dumbledore

The rusted hinges of the kitchen door creaked loudly, the sound echoing around the deserted room as a shadowy figure moved like smoke between the towers of pots and pans. The figure tentatively reached into a cupboard, feeling around between the cobwebs and cutlery until their fingers closed around a glossy bar. The moonlight, a ghostly glow that seeped through the cracked and crusted window, revealed the item to be a chocolate, picked from a secret stash. There was a crinkle as the figure, a red-haired girl with a chubby face and wide eyes, slowly unwrapped the sinful treat and took a large bite from the centre. She chewed, swallowed, and turned to leave the room when she was blocked by a swathe of black velvet. She froze, her eyes wide and uncomprehending, like a startled fawn caught in a burst of light. Her eyes flicked upwards to lay upon a bone white mask, concealing all features of what appeared to be a person standing in front of her. Its hollow eye sockets and sinister grin, seemingly both lifeless and malevolent, sent an icy tremor of terror over the girl.

‘Hello Susan.’ A ominous and inhuman voice crackled out from behind the ghost-like visage. A tiny squeak escaped her chocolate-smeared lips as she instinctively took a small step backwards.

‘H-hello, can I help you?’ She stuttered, her whole body trembling.

‘Do you like chocolate, Susan?’ The hooded man asked, towering over her as he got closer and closer. She nodded meekly, looking down at the melting confectionary grasped in her hand like a weapon. ‘How about we play a game, and the winner gets as much chocolate as they want?’ The voice continued, sounding almost like a recording playing from a speaker. Instantly, Susan’s pupils dilated with a rapacious craving. ‘Alright then, the rules are simple: I ask you a question and if you get it right, you win. How does that sound?’ As if in response, Susan’s stomach gurgled with excitement. ‘Who is the King of the magical world?’ Susan’s mouth dropped open and she wore an uncertain expression as she searched for words that weren’t coming. ‘What a pity, Susan. I guess you lose.’ In one fell swoop, the hooded figure picked up a glistening meat cleaver from the wooden bench beside them and slammed it between her neck and shoulder. He watched as she curmbled to the floor in agony, her scream harmonising with the sound of bone cracking and skin splitting. He calmly raised the blade again and brought it down on her other shoulder, as if he was knighting her. Chilling screams sprung from her throat as blood began to fill her throat and spill from the corners of her gluttonous mouth. He waited for a second, watching her writhe in agony before soaking the floor in crimson as he separated her head from her neck, her eyes holding the same stunned expression as before, unblinking. He dropped the bloodied meat cleaver into the sink along with the dozens of other dirty dishes piled high before disappearing into the darkness, leaving the gruesome scene.

The Hufflepuff common room was in a state of emergency to say the least. The anguished screams that erupted from the kitchen in the dead of night alerted a few concerned houselves who stumbled upon the brutal beheading. Absolute chaos ensued, fear and hysteria palpable in the air. Professors struggled desperately to maintain some semblance of order amidst the mayhem as pyjama clad teenagers pushed and shoved to get a glimpse. Eventually, a body was carried out on a stretcher, blanketed by a white sheet yet still undeniably the corpse of a certain sixth year.

‘She must not have had her wand on her.’

‘She could’ve, she was never very good at defensive magic.’ Hushed whispers floated throughout the school. Classes were cancelled and the flow of time seemed to fracture as seconds felt like minutes felt like hours. Parents were contacted and promises to find the culprit were made in the week that followed, doing nothing to alleviate everyone’s concern. Y/N Y/L/N was standing over Dumbledore’s left shoulder as he riffled through the mountains of paperwork and letters his desk had become buried under.

‘Tell me, Y/N, who do you think is behind this?’ The question caught the girl off-guard as she struggled to comprehend the enormity of what he was asking.

‘Well, Susan wasn’t someone I could imagine getting on anyone’s bad side per se.’

‘So where was the motive?’

‘It’s hard to say. However, the choice of weapon suggests it was a spur of the moment decision to kill her.’

‘Perhaps they had planned to use a knife from the kitchen.’

‘Perhaps, but they wouldn’t be very smart. There’s no guarantee of a suitable knife being accessible. And if the assailant could easily grab a knife, why couldn’t Susan? It doesn’t seem well planned out from my point of view.’ Dumbledore nodded slowly, mulling over the possibilities.

‘Are you saying we have a psychopath in our midsts? Or someone with a short temper?’

‘I’m not sure, sir. Maybe they wanted to kill just for the sake of killing, and Susan seemed an easy target. Or maybe something else happened. But for her to be killed in such a brutal way, the person must be sick in the mind.’

‘And you're sure it wouldn’t be an outside party.’

‘No, I’m not sure, but it would be particularly odd for someone to go to the trouble of sneaking into Hogwarts for the sole purpose of killing one young girl.’

Y/N Y/L/N was, potentially, Dumbledore’s most trusted advisor. Yes, she was a student, and therefore her “professional” relationship with him was strictly confidential, yet he had never met someone with sounder judgement and astuter perceptiveness than her. After she had left his office that particular evening, he thought about how she would one day make a great headmaster of Hogwarts, or a fantastic minister of magic, although at this rate the ministry seemed to be dissolving at an alarming rate. She was his eyes and ears throughout Hogwarts, helping him keep on top of everything, spying on everyone for him. Spy, he thought, would also be an appropriate profession for the young Ravenclaw. This is why Y/N felt awful at lying to his face about the murder of Susan Bones, but it was for his own good she consoled herself. If she told him what she truly suspected, Hogwarts would be thrown into turmoil. She had to be sure.

Sometimes it felt like Y/N was friends with everyone but she didn’t have any friends. An interesting, and painful, paradox to be certain. However, the being friends with everyone part did come in handy a lot of the time. It only took a couple hours for Y/N to have gathered a slew of new evidence. According to one of Susan’s roommates, a bespectacled, five foot nothing girl, Susan was often found in the kitchen, keeping secret stashes of the candy from her aunt away from the prying fingers of her fellow students. Y/N already knew of Susan’s affiliation with Dumbledore’s army the previous year, something she had abstained from joining, and knew of her family's ties to the ministry, including how almost all of them were killed by Voldemort during the first wizarding war as a result of that. Y/N interviewed, or more correctly, interrogated the houselves who were awoken by the screams, however they insisted they neither saw nor heard anyone leaving the premises.

‘Useless creatures.’ She mumbled to herself as she traipsed up the winding staircase of the Ravenclaw tower.

Anthony was waiting for Y/N in her dorm, a rather unpleasant surprise for the exhausted girl.

‘Lila let me in.’ He explained when he caught sight of her furrowed brows. ‘I thought we could have a nice evening together.’ He wiggled his own eyebrows suggestively.

‘I actually have a lot of potions work I need to catch up on.’ She replied, walking over to her desk and picking up her unfinished essay as if to prove it. “Sorry.” She watched his hands clenched into fists on his knees as stared at her, his gaze unrelenting.

‘Nothing I ever do is good enough for you, is it?’ He said, blowing out his breath in exasperation.

‘Can we not-’

‘No.’ He said abruptly, pushing himself up so he towered above her, ‘I want to do this. Why can’t we have one nice night together, hmm?’ Y/N thought to herself about how they always do this. It’s not her fault they can’t have “one nice night”.

‘Fine’ she relented, placing her papers back down, ‘what do you want to do?’

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prettygreenpills · 2 years

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hello! can i please request a fluffy story about the birth of reader and narcissa’s daughter? or you can write for reader x bellatrix, i’m indecisive :,) i adore your work x

hello, sure! thank you for requesting and thank you for your sweet words<3. enjoy the oneshot:)

characters: Bellatrix Black x fem!reader

run down: you are giving birth to Bella´s and your baby while Bella is on the meeting and Narcissa helps you

warnings: mentions of giving birth, stressed!Narcissa, worried!Bellatrix, giving birth at home!, nurse!Narcissa, mentions of crying, mad!Bellatrix, etc.

word count: 1,6k+

a/n: yes... andromeda again- a/n2: polly? sorry-

You moved in the bed as you felt pressure on you lower belly. Turning to your side, you placed your hand under your huge belly and stroked it, making your daughter feel safe.

“And when you will be here, you will meet all of your family members- you know, your mommy has a huge family,” you started with explaining and you felt another pressure run down your body. Your eyes wide opened and you sat up on the bed, swallowing. “What is happening baby?” You asked and that was when you felt it. Something wet ran down on your inner thighs and your eyes wide opened when you saw a wet spot under your bed.

“Bella?” You breathed out and the breathing sped up. “Bella!” You yelled this time and you could feel your whole body clench.

“Darling? Bellatrix is on the meeting,” Narcissa walked inside of the room where you were laying and she looked at you. As you saw you laying on the bed in the position you have been laying in and with the face expression you had, she got that something was happening. “Y/n?”

“Cissy- I-” you swallowed hardly and a whine left your mouth. “I thought you were on the meeting-”

“No, I told Bellatrix, I will stay with you and tell that to the Dark Lord,” she said and rushed to you on the bed. She really carefully sat down right in front of you and her eyes widened. “Darling-”

“Hurts-”

“Your water broke. Y/n, you are giving a birth,” Narcissa said and she immediately stood up. With a flick of her wand, she conjured few towels and also took another pillow.

“I- I am what?”

“It is okay darling, I am here with you,” Narcissa kept talking and she took few towels. “I used to be a nurse in the St. Mungos hospital earlier, when I was 20 years old maybe. Now we don´t really have time to take you to the hospital, only by relocation, but I am not sure if you can make it since you have cramps every two minutes already.”

“What does- what does that mean-” you breathed out and looked at Narcissa.

“Darling, you are going to give a birth here with me,” Narcissa told you honestly and your eyes almost fell out as she said this. You watched her preparing the whole room by using speels and you shook your head.

“No-”

“Yes darling, we don´t have enough time,” Narcissa said and approached you, gently placing her hand on your lower belly. “Excellent. The baby is turned with her head down,” Narcissa noted and she took you by your legs, when she realized that you shook your head. “Y/n, we have to get her out now. We can´t wait,” she said and tears came to your eyes with another contraction rushing down your body.

“Make it fast! Please!”

“Alright darling. I need you to spread your legs now,” she said and you didn´t even realize when did your panties disappear. You carefully spread your legs and cried out in pain.

“Cissy!”

“Alright darling. I see you´re opened to eight inches now. We need fourteen or fifteen inches. And you also need to breath pretty deeply okay? Can you do that?” Narcissa asked you and you nodded your head, taking a deep breath. Narcissa suddenly conjured something and she brought it to your mouth by magic.

“Wh-”

“Drink it. It will make it hurt less,” Narcissa said and the liquid landed in your mouth. You swallowed it and could feel that the part of the pain already faded away, but not as much as you wished.

“Oh-” you let out and Narcissa placed your hand under your belly.

“When I will say you will push, you will push alright?” She asked you and you looked down, realizing a drop of sweat running down your forehead.

“Cissy hurts!” You whined out when you fell into pain again and you heard the front doors shut.

“I am home!” Bellatrix yelled from the hall and you didn´t even know how, but you sobbed.

“Hurts Cissy!”

“Alright, the baby is alright. Hold my hand,” Narcissa told you and you took her hand and squeezed it really hardly. Your head started to hurt and you couldn´t help but squeezed her hand even more. “Y/n, I need you to push now. Now.”

As you heard these words, you clenched your teeth. A long whine was getting out of your mouth and you pushed, using all of your strength. You sqeezed Narcissa´s hand that hardly your holding hands were shaking together and you needed to push your knees together. Narcissa´s hand appeared quickly between your knees and she didn´t let you close them.

“Push,” she told you and you shook your head. “Bella!”

“Where the fuck are you?” Bellatrix hissed and you knew that she was close.

“I need you to come here,” Narcissa yelled and Bellatrix immediately appeared in the doors with even more palce face than usual.

“What the fuck Narcissa? Why couldn´t you take her to the hospital??” Belatrix raised her voice and she rushed to you, She took your hand and squeezed it really hardly, you had to hiss.

“Fuck!”

“Y/n, take a deep breath and then we will push okay? I can already see her head,” Narcissa informed you and you nodded, squeezing Bellatrix´s hand so hardly.

“Shit she has a squeeze,” Belaltrix murmured and you felt Narcissa´s hand on yout inner thigh.

“Go on,” Narcissa nodded and you took a deep breath, preparing yourself for pushing. When you had the oxygen in your lungs, you squeezed the hand, clenched your teeth and pushed as hard as you could. Pain hit you once again and you could feel yourself stretching out that much it hurt.

“Narcissa she is in pain! Make the pain stop!” Bellatrix said immediately and you continued in pushing your little baby out as if it was the last thing you were about to do.

“Keep going Y/n. I can see her head. I just need five more strong pushes and then you can rest,” Narcissa informed you and you nodded to her, laying all sweaty on the bed.

“B-Bella-”

“Yes?”

“Are you here?” You asked her and Bellatrix leant closer to you, even if she was holding your hand.

“Yes I am,” she answered you and you nodded, squeezing Bella´s hand, already pushing. You opened your mouth and a loud scream left it, feeling yourself stretching out the most as you could.

“Shit! Fuck!” You yelled and Bellatrix leant to your ear. She kissed you softly onto your jaw and then she moved upper.

“You are doing so well darling. Just keep pushing okay? Few more pushes and she is out.”

As you pushed, Bellatrix squeezed your hand, but gently. You were the one almost breaking her fingers and you were screaming from the top of your lungs at the moment, not liking the stretch at all.

“I am so sorry love,” Bellatrix kept whispering and you pushed and pushed, fighting for your baby´s life.

“Okay, only one more push. Can we?” Narcissa asked and Bellatrix threw a galnce at her.

“Give her some time for gods sake!”

“We can-” you breathed out quietly and you clenched your teeth once again, all of your muscles tensed and you pushed the little baby out.

“Amazing Y/n, amazing,” Narcissa kept telling you and you pushed and pushed as long as you could, trying not to stop, because you didn´t know then you could stop.

“I want to stop!”

“Cissy she want´s it to stop,” Bellatrix informed her and you started shaking on the bed.

“Please!”

“Cissy make it stop.”

“Bellatrix I can´t. Your baby is almost outside Y/n, last push, I promise, this one is the last one,” Narcissa promised and without thinking, you clenched your teeth, squeezed the hand and whined out that loudly while pushing, your head almost exploded.

Somebody pulled Andromeda out and you finally breathed out loudly. Your whole body was so sore and your legs were shaking. Something else slid out of you too and you just breathed out, laying silently.

“Why is she quiet?” Bellatrix asked as she jumped to the baby who was in Narcissa´s arms. Narcissa murmurred some spell and you felt something leaving your body again, but this one didn´t hurt at all.

“She is alright. She has the pulse, she is breathing and she is so beautiful,” Narcissa said and you kept laying on the bed with no energy at all. “Here you go. Arms as I taught you,” Narcissa said to Bellatrix and she put her hands into a position really similar to Narcissa´s hands. Narcissa softly put little Andromeda into Bellatrix´s hands and then she got to you. “How do you feel?” Narcissa asked you and you weakly closed your eyes.

“Tired,” you whispered to her and Narcissa sat down next to you. She pulled something out and then you realized it was some potion, but you didn´t know what was it.

“I got this after giving birth to Draco. For pain, mental and physical,” Narcissa informed you and you nodded softly, taking the potion from her. Your hands were shaking so much, Narcissa supported your hand with hers and helped you to drink the potion.

As you were finished with it, you looked over at Bellatrix. She was holding Andromeda in her arms really carefully, like she was from porcelain. You smiled and your eyes started closing slowly.

“Y/n? Cissy is she alright?” Bellatrix asked as she saw you and Narcissa nodded.

“I just gave her a potion. She has to rest a lot now.” Narcissa said and somebody stroked your hand, but you couldn´t see them. “You will take care of Andromeda and I will take care of Y/n, deal?”

“Deal.”

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mastermindmiko · 8 months

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The Malfoy Sister (Part 6) the final part

Pairing: Harry Potter + fem!reader

Word count: 6136 (get yourself a cup of tea cause this one's gonna be a long one)

Summary: The events of your relationship up until the end of the war, and a bit after.

Trigger warnings: fighting, death, kissing, battle

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Apologizing to madame Pomfrey was the first thing you and Harry did back together as a couple. She looked traumatized and you were both guilty and embarrassed. She promised not to tell anyone, but she also vowed not to let both of you in the hospital wing at the same time together anymore, unless both of you are bleeding. She had informed you that you have been studying too hard and waking up late which caused you to miss meals. Which is the reason why you were unconscious for three days. You also had a minor concussion from falling to the ground with shock after seeing your brother. You kept glaring at Harry the entire time. He kissed you and apologized. You said he would still get his punishment.

You had spent the next few days soley hanging out with Harry in the room of requirement, which had turned into an apartment for some reason. Harry suggested that it’s telling them to get married and live together while wiggling his eyebrows. You punched him in the shoulder while flushing at the thought. It had a muggle apartement. You knew that because there were so many objects that you didn’t know, and that Harry had to explain to you; like a fridge, and TV.

You stayed there all throughout the day, you didn’t even go out of the room, except when you visited Draco. He went out of the hospital wing this morning. You had the fridge so you had food and water. You also had everything else you could need. You slept there with Harry every night with your bodies intertwined. You were laying there right now. You looped your leg through his and you shifted on top of his chest as you tried to put your face in the crook of his neck. “What were you up to?” You asked him.

Your breath tickled his neck and he chuckled. “Nothing much, just sulking mostly. I’ve helpling Dumbledore with stuff, I haven’t been successful really.” He pulled you closer to him by your waist. Since he got you back, he’s been doing anything not to lose you again. It felt to him that if you were far away from him, your heart would be far away from him too. He didn’t know how wrong he was. You pressed a kiss to his neck and he shuddered. You laughed slightly and you replied, “Maybe you just have to try it in a different way. Try looking at it through a different perspective. Maybe use something personal to them as black mailing.”

You kept pressing soft kisses on his neck. You avoided the exact place where his sweet spot was because you weren’t in the mood for sex right now. “How very Slytherin of you?” You buried your head into his neck and you inhaled his scent. It brought you a sense of comfort you missed the past months. “Just try it.” You said then added, “Maybe even use that liquid luck of yours.”

You could feel the heat rush up to his neck when he cleared his throat and said, “I was saving it for something else.” you felt his fingers start to play with the hem of your shirt. He was nervous. You lifted your head to look at his face and he was looking at you with a soft smile. Your expression matched his and he pressed a kiss on your lips. The quality of it wasn’t that good because of him smiling like an idiot for a reason you did not know and you smiling back because of his goofy smile. “What are you saving it for?”

He started stuttering and tumbling over his words. His cheeks were getting more red by the second. He’s so cute, you thought. You bit your lip to try to contain the huge idiotic smile that would’ve graced your face. He saw your expression and he stopped talking. He pulled away the hand that was over your waist but tightened the one under it. He leaned backwards slightly and since you had your leg wrapped around his, you leaned as well. You saw him fumble with the drawer of the night stand and he took out a small box. Your breath got caught in your throat.

“I don’t have the liquid luck and I was going to do this in the astronomy tower because you like stars-” He cut himself off as he noticed the beginning of one of his rambles. “I wanted to give this to you.” He opened the box and your mouth went open, you heard Harry chuckle but you didn’t pay mind to it as you looked at the ring. It was rose gold and at the top it had a circle. Inside the circle there was a purple diamond and it was perfectly in the center of the circle. “It’s not a wedding ring cause I know you wouldn’t want to get married at sixteen but uh-um I just it’s a promise ring and um- It’s a promise that I’ll be with you forever, and as soon as Voldemort is in his grave I’ll marry you.”

He took the ring out of the box and he put it on your right hand. You chuckled slightly and you whispered, “Wrong hand, Harry.” He laughed at his own obliviousness and he put it on your left hand on your ring finger. “You didn’t need liquid luck or anything.” You laughed and he kissed you softly. He hugged you tightly and you resumed back to your original position. Your head was on his chest this time, you could faintly hear his heart beat clearly and it was very quick. “You were that nervous for me, huh?”

He rolled his eyes but his cheeks went red again. He kissed the top of your head and he said “I didn’t want to mess this up, I love you.” You replied with the same words of affection and you held it up in front of you both. “It’s really pretty.” You said as you tilted your hand to the side.

“I’m glad you like it. I wanted to get you something, considering that I have this.” He put his own hand text to yours and you saw the ring you gave him. When they were next to each other, you realized something, “They kind of match.” You said and Harry replied, “They more than kind of match, Look on the inside of the diamond.” You took it off and you looked on the underside of the diamond and you saw his initials engraved in it along with the words “I love you.” Just like he had on his ring. “It’s perfect.” You whispered and you kissed him.

“Draco won’t be happy about this.”

“Ugh, don’t remind me.”

***

Draco was in fact very mad. You both had a shared room, you and Draco. Your parents didn’t want you to share rooms with other people. They bribed Filch and talked to Snape about it, so you both had this room since first year. People didn’t ask you why, but now when they did, you said it was because you were both excellent prefects. No one believed you two, but they couldn’t say that; so they acted satisfied with the answer.

You took him there and you made sure to put a silencing charm on the door. You knew he was going to shout, but what you weren’t sure of is that he’d run out of the room in search of Harry. He was seated in the Great Hall with Weasley and Granger. His face brightened when he saw you, but his expression went dark when he saw Draco’s furious face. You motioned for him to run but he kept looking at you blankly. That stupid pride of his. Didn’t he know that he just put Draco in the hospital wing and now he is giving promise rings to his sister? Draco is definitely not in the mood to play. Draco took out his wand and started marching towards Harry. Harry took out his own wand and it reminded you of the duel from second year.

They started shouting spells and it led them out into the corridors where they kept running after each other throwing spells. Professor McGonnigal tried to get them to stop, but she couldn’t. She asked for Professor Dumbledore’s help, but he couldn’t care less. In fact, he was highly amused by the situation. They both started getting gashes on their bodies, while still continuing the fight. You were honestly fed up by both their childish behavior, so like Dumbledore you were amused by the situation. Theo gave you some popcorn and you started walking behind them. Mcgonnagal let you, but she kept all the students in the Great Hall. The last thing she needed is one of Harry or Draco’s spells misfiring and heading towards a first year.

Once they were away enough from the Great Hall, they started shouting at each other knowing that no one who shouldn’t hear them would. There shouts mostly consisted of ‘you murderer’ and a reply ‘says the wannabe death eater’. It was really enjoyable, watching it from afar. Unknowingly they headed towards the hospital wing where madame Pomfrey heard the commotion and out to see what all the noise was about. She also tried to get them to stop, but once again they wouldn’t. So an Idea popped into her head.

“Mr. Potter! If you don’t stop this instant, I will tell Mr. Malfoy about your encounter with Ms. Malfoy in the hospital wing.” He hesitated, but he didn’t stop. In his head, Draco was already firing curses at him, finding out that his sister was cockwarming him wouldn’t make much of a difference. “In the bed right next to him.” She added and Harry stopped firing spells. He was still angry. You quickly shoot an expelliarmus at Draco to make sure that he doesn’t curse Harry with a full body-binding curse to beat him up.

Professor McGonagall gave both of them detention. Recalling the forbidden forest from their first year, she thought that a worse punishment would be letting them sit down and talk about their feelings to tidy up this mess. They will also clean up all the damage they made across the hallways. You would only be there when they are going to be sorting out their feelings.

After a lot of screaming and cursing they had come to an almost agreement. You will both date in secret for your safety and he’d only be allowed to marry you if Voldemort was defeated. You knew this was hard for Draco considering the mark on his arm. You made them both swear not to kill, or maim, or chock, or cut, or punch, or kick each other. You also told them that they weren’t allowed to cut each other’s cocks off. They had begrudgingly agreed.

***

All had been well, you had been more in love with Harry and he felt the same. You almost never spent a moment apart. Even in classes, you would both just stare at each other. You wondered how no one else discovered your secret yet. It is painfully obvious how much you and Harry love each other. The people who knew however could not be more sick of it. You both agreed that they were mad because of how single they are.

It was way after curfew, you were walking around doing your rounds, when you were stopped by Harry. You gave him a hug and a kiss on his cheek. “It worked, the thing with Dumbledore.” You smiled and you said, “Congratulations, that’s great!”

“I’m leaving and I don’t know if I’ll come back.” Your smile faded and you asked, “Not come back as in, I’ll see you next year or not come back as in I’ll never see you.” You started to tighten your grip on him and he looked at you with saddened eyes. “It could be either one.” You started to shake your head and you said, “No, no, no. You won’t go.”

“I have to go-” He grabbed your hands and tried to meet your gaze, but you were looking at the floor. “No you don’t. You helped enough. You’re just a kid, Harry, you shouldn’t be saving anyone. Certainly not the world. Let Dumbledore do it. He’s already a thousand and something, and he defeated Grindelwald-” He held your hands more tightly, and he said, “This is not up for negotiation, I’m going. The prophecy said-”

“The prophecy that’s made by Trelawny! Do you believe yourself right now?” you screamed at him and he hugged you closer not even caring about your shouts. He smoothed his hand over your head and he kept whispering ‘I love you.’ You couldn’t hear what he was saying, you were too busy trying to convince him not to go. “I promised you that I’ll be with you forever-” He pulled away and took your left hand. He placed it on his heart and he said, “I intend to keep that promise.”

He kissed your hand and then your head, then he was off. In hindsight, the exit he gave was much too dramatic for what you saw. He came back in only a few hours and you were waiting in the astronomy tower. It was the Malfoy place for comfort. He and Dumbledore appareted in the tower and as soon as you saw him you punched him in the face. You then saw the scratches that he had all over his body and you immediately started tending to them with simple healing charms. You and Draco were raised by Lucious Malfoy, of course you had injuries all the time. You had to know how to tend to them because like hell was your father going to help you.

Dumbledore told Harry to go wait and not interfere under any circumstances and he told you to leave. Like hell you’re leaving without Harry. Harry told you to go and you called him an idiot. He told you again and you called him an even bigger idiot. He begged and pleaded for you to go, but you stood your ground. He asked you again and his eyes started to tear up. You called him dramatic, but you accepted.

You waited outside the tower out on the courtyard. A few minutes later, you heard the shrill laugh of your aunt and a shiver ran down your spine. You saw Dumbledore falling to the ground and you heard screams. You looked around and you realised that the death eaters were at Hogwarts. You also realized that it must’ve been your brother’s doing. You ran up to the tower and Draco’s had immediately caught your’s. Alecto Carrow was near you both and she apparated you both back to the manor.

You stayed behind that year, seventh year. You were going to be trained to be a perfect pureblood wife for Theo. In all the ways this situation could have turned out, you were grateful that you were marrying Theo and not Flint. Those were your two options when you were born. Bellatrix taught you some curses and your mother taught you how to dine like a lady. You wouldn’t go to school until your engagement was set in place. Draco went to school, but only for a short while. He had better things to do than waste his time learning when he could be helping the Dark Lord. You and Draco slept together. No one knew this of course. You couldn’t sleep without the comfort of your brother and neither could he.

Sometime during Easter, you were both called downstairs by the new house elf. You didn’t like him so you never learned his name, you were sad that Dobby was no longer your house elf so you never bothered with any of the others. You went downstairs and you saw Weasley and Granger. Your eyes widened and your aunt asked, “Is this boy Harry Potter?”

It was Harry, it definitely was Harry. Draco asked why he looked like that and you didn’t care to hear the answer. You asked for the name that was given to them. “Dudley”, they said. Harry’s cousin, only he was stupid enough to use that name. It’s definitely Harry. “I can’t be sure.” You said. Bellatrix hooked her hand into your hair and yanked you closer to his face. “You were with him in school for six years! Focus!” She screamed into your ear, and you cringed slightly.

Your face was closer to his and it smelled like Harry too. His scent was mixed with dirt, but it was still him. You looked down to his hand and there was your ring still on his finger. If there was any doubt in your mind before, there wasn’t any now. That was Harry Potter. You saw his eyes trail down to your hand, and you could see his eyes sadden. You weren’t wearing his ring. His eyes went to your other hand and they widened. You had your engagement ring. His eyes were now cold.

That was Harry Potter.

“It’s not him.” You said confidently. Bellatrix took her hand off your head and he pushed you to the side. You stumbled but you couldn’t care less. Harry just needed to pull off one of his stunts and to get out of there. Your father raised his hands towards you and he motioned for Theo. “Nott, come get your wife back upstairs.” No one even bothered to call you anything else other than Mrs. Nott. You weren’t married yet. The ring was still on your right hand.

He took your hand and he led you upstairs to your room. He locked the door. He pressed a kiss to your head and he said, “I’ll go back down and I’ll tell you what happens to him, alright?” You nodded and you smiled at him gratefully. “You’re very foolish, you know.” He laughed fondly at you and he added, “I didn’t know you loved him enough to put your life out on the line for him. Lying to Bellatrix. You might as well be a lion!”

He went downstairs and you didn’t see Harry until May. All the students were in the Great Hall as per Mcgonagall’s orders. You were there along with your Slytherin house mates and Theo was right beside you. Harry was there and as soon as he laid eyes on you, he ran towards you. He wrapped his arms around you and he kissed you passionately. There were gasps, and you couldn’t care less. “I could die tonight.” He whispered and you chuckled, “Yeah, so could all of us.”

“Are you still attracted to me?” He asked and you furrowed your eyebrows. “What?” You replied and he asked again, but not before giving you a peck on the lips, “When I had my face all weird and you knew it was me, did you stop being attracted to me?”

“I would punch you right now, but you’re probably going to get hurt enough tonight. That’s the first thing you ask me! It’s honestly incredible how you do it.” You chuckled and he hugged you tightly. He was saying goodbye because it might be. You didn’t know how many goodbyes you could take. “Win this thing for me, alright? I don’t think I could stand another goodbye.”

Suddenly Voldemort’s voice rang through the halls and Harry grabbed your hand tightly. When he was done, half of Slytherin house was out to get Harry. McGonagall told them to leave with the small children through Hogshead. No more Slytherins were left, except you. “You should leave.” Harry told you.

“Like Hell, I’m leaving.” You said, “I don’t know where Draco is and this could very much be the last time I see you, so no. I won’t go.” He shook his head and he held your hands tighter. No matter how much begging he does, you won’t leave. “I can’t fight with you in danger. I won’t focus-”

“Then get your straight on! I’m not leaving.” He opened his mouth to argue with you but you gave him a stern look. He pecked your lips and said, “Don’t die.”

“Only if you do the same.” You said. The next part of the battle was a blur of so many things. The first thing you did was help evacuate the younger students and the Slytherins with Madame Pomfrey and Filch. “Nigel, Colin, Romilda. You need to leave, you’re all underage.” They shook their heads and you said, “For goodness sake Nigel at least you leave, you’re thirteen.”

They were the most stubborn Gryffindors you’ve ever met and you’ve spent too much time with Harry Potter. “You’re all sure about this.” You said and they nodded their heads too eagerly, saying that they were in Dumbledore’s Army. You finally caved and you said, “Fine, but stay with older students. Colin, I’m taking your brother, okay? He’ll be safe. If you need to go back home, tell me and I’ll take you.” They nodded their heads and you assigned an older Ravenclaw to each of them.

Once madam Pomfrey told you that all the students were evacuated. You went in search of your brother, you searched the entire castle to no avail. You saw Lupin and who you assumed was your cousin of some sort standing on guard. Dolohov was just about to shoot a spell on Lupin when you shot Stupefy because of the high distance he fell from the ledge and he went tumbling to the ground. They both looked at you astounded. “You have to be more careful next time.” You scolded them. Lupin looked at you and said, “you’re Y/n Malfoy.” He exaggerated your name, and you didn’t have time to lecture people so you said, “No Shit.”

You turned to the girl and you said, “Are we related in some way?” You motioned your pointer finger between the both of you. She nodded and said, “My mum is Andromeda Black.” You nodded and you tilted your head to the side, “The blood traitor?” You saw her lift your wand and you realised your mistake. “Sorry old habits die hard. My mother is Narcissa.” She nodded and you remembered that there is still so much to do, “Well don’t die cousin.”

She’s interesting, you thought. You decided to get to know her when this is over and hopefully over the way you want it to. You decided that Draco must be outside. You searched everywhere you could think of inside and you couldn’t find me. Your thoughts filled with the worst but you didn’t let that stop you. You were just walking outside into the courtyard. When you heard laughing. You snapped your head to the obnoxious annoying person who would be laughing in the middle of a battle. Weasleys. You rolled your eyes and then you started to walk when you heard the sound of rubble. A wall was falling on top of one of the Weasley twins so you simply lifted it up with a stupid first year spell. Both the Weasleys looked at you gratefully, but you just rolled your eyes. You marched towards them and you poked your finger into Percy Weasley’s chest. “You honestly are a pathetic dumbo. You could’ve saved him with a bloody first year spell.”

You turned to the Weasley twin and you said, “What the fuck are you doing laughing in the middle of a battle?!” You scolded them both then you marched away still in search of Draco. “What is up with everyone being careless it’s a fucking battle. You’d think people would actually care more.” You muttered to yourself.

A while later you were back in the castle. You helped people along the way and you still couldn’t find Draco. For a moment there was silence and you assumed the war was over whether for good or for bad. You heard Voldemort laugh and your heart sank. “HARRY POTTER IS DEAD!” He shouted. You screamed loudly. Your agony filled with the strength of your magic amplified the sound. You fell to your knees. You didn’t know how long it took, how long you were crying, but for a second you heard some cheering. You thought it would be the death eaters, but you specifically heard Seamus Finnigan’s loud cheers. You knew them because of how loud he screams during Quidditch matches.

You heard more noise and spells being fired. There was still hope. You couldn’t see what was happening, but you assumed that everyone was still fighting even without Harry. You started to run across the castle trying to reach the place where you heard the sound. You cursed multiple times for not passing the apparition test. When you reached there, everyone was silent. You couldn’t see anyone, so you went to the Great Hall to see the casualties.

There was your Aunt’s body and you did a tiny cheer inside your body. Your eyes carefully skimmed the Hall, you were scared of what you could find. “Y/n…” You heard Harry’s voice. You turned around quicker than lightning, and your breath got caught in your throat. You didn’t even get the chance to see him, he had his arms around you already. You stayed that until Harry pulled away from you and he opened his mouth. You were pulled from the back into a very tight hug. You could barely lift your face to see who it was that was hugging you. “Y/n dear. Fred told me what happened. I can’t be more grateful. Why don’t you come to the burrow sometime? hm”

You lifted your head enough to see a ginger woman. Judging by the size of her breasts that you were squished into and her voice you assumed it’s Mrs. Weasley. “I hope it doesn’t matter that I killed your aunt.” You pulled away from her with an unreadable expression. “You killed my aunt?” You asked her, and she looked slightly nervous. You quickly wrapped your arms around her tightly. You mumbled, “thank you.”

“You’re welcome, dear.” She replied and when you left to talk to Harry, she whispered to Ron, “Quite a weird girl that one.” You hooked your hand through Harry’s and you said, “I thought you died.”

“I did.” He replied and you looked at him questioningly. You pressed your ear to his chest and surely enough you heard his heart beating. He chuckled slightly and said, “I’ll tell you the story later. For now…” He started to get down on one knee, but you quickly lifted him up. You hit his shoulder roughly, and you said, “You’re not fucking proposing to me surrounded by dead bodies.”

He rolled his eyes and then dragged you outside into a weird looking bridge that was almost completely away from Hogwarts. He let go of your hand and he put both of his arms spread wide in the air, “Happy?” He asked you sarcastically and you smiled, “Very.” He started to go back on one knee and you lifted him up again. “Did you ask Draco?” He rolled his eyes and said, “Yes I did.” You let go of his hand and you took a step backwards. He was once again about to go on one knee when you pulled him back up. “Did you ask my parents because you at least have to ask one parent?” He was completely frustrated now and he replied, “Yes, I asked your mother.” You nodded and said, “Okay propose now. I won’t interrupt. I promise.”

“I suppose you expect a big speech coming from me, but I uh I was too busy hiding in a forest to think of anything grand. So uh-” You started to open your mouth and he lifted his hand into the air. “Let me propose to you, Merlin!” You chuckled slightly and you motioned for him to continue. “I have no speech prepared but all I can say is that I want to spend the rest of my life with you because I love you. So will you marry me Y/n Malfoy?” You nodded with tears in your eyes and he hugged you tightly.

He took the ring out of the box and he saw another ring in place of the one he was going to give you. He angrily took that one off your hand and he threw it in the water. You looked at him with your mouth open and he placed the ring onto your right hand. He quickly pushed his lips onto yours and you pressed your lips back together to kiss him properly. After a few seconds you pushed him away slightly, “Did you go ring shopping in the middle of a battle while snatchers were after you?”

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Harry did in fact go ring shopping. He told you he was subtle, you doubted that. The casualties of the war made everyone want to move on even quicker. Not everyone did, so many people were lost like Tonks, both of them. The one that hurt you the most was Colin. He shouldn’t have even been there, he should’ve been evacuated with the rest of the underage students, but you let him stay. Now he’s dead. You couldn’t even tell Dennis. You’re still getting over the guilt.

Harry told you that he wasn’t mad at Draco for being a death eater. He wasn’t mad at you either for not telling him. He told you that he would’ve done the same if your life was on the line, you asked him what he meant. He told you that the reason why Draco went on with the death eater stuff was that if he didn’t Voldemort would’ve killed you and your mother. You went to the manor immediately to see Draco even though you had seen him that morning. You hugged him tightly and you called him the best brother you could ever have. Harry also watched the scene considering that you once again failed your apparition test. Before you entered the manor, Harry said, “In our house, I’ll make sure to hook up a floo network to here.”

He didn’t notice what he said, but you did. “Our house?” You questioned, and you saw his movements to the door falter. His face flushed and he said, “well, yeah. You know we’re engaged and stuff so it’s only fair that we also get our own house. If you want to of course, if you don’t-”

You placed a kiss on his lips and you could feel him literally melt against you. “Whipped.” You whispered. “Only for you.” He replied and he leaned back down to kiss you when the door opened. “So you came to my door step to snog in front of the door.” Your arms flung around your brother and he was once again surprised. You wondered how many hugs it would take to make him used to it. You were also conscious that being with Harry made you a lot more mushy than you were. “Thank you for protecting me even though you didn’t have to.”

Draco’s eyes went to Harry and Harry tapped his forearm with his wand. Draco nodded his head in understanding and he hugged you back. “Anything for you little sis.” He whispered and you hit his back. He groaned loudly on the impact. “Just because I’m shorter than you doesn’t mean that I’m younger. In fact Mother told me that I was 2.6738 seconds older than you.”

Harry watched you argue with Draco with a fond look on his face. You memorized the decimals in a second to prove that you are older than your brother. A smile graced his face and his eyes went to your hand where an engagement ring sat on your hand. He couldn’t believe that this was real, that you were real. You’d think that after getting engaged to someone they’d stop being completely head over heels in love with them and start getting used to the fact that they do in fact exist. Harry felt like he could faint every time he kissed your lips. He would still have that childish look on his face every time you entered a room. He always opened the door for you and he still got nervous whenever complimenting you as if he had some sort of secret crush on you, he wanted to hide. There was no way that Harry James Potter would stop loving Y/n Narcissa Malfoy, unless he was no longer himself.

You headed inside and Harry followed. Your father was once again back in Azkaban and your mother was back here with Draco. You occasionally stayed at the manor, but you were staying with Harry most of the time at Grimmauld Place 12. He needed a place to get his head sorted out and he thought it was the perfect place. The place wasn’t perfect without you, so he invited you to stay there with him. You didn’t know this but Harry had revisited the magazine he got from Mrs. Weasley to find a home for you two.

Your mother was waiting in the sitting room and you greeted her kindly. Draco and Harry followed. Draco sat on one of the arm chairs and you sat beside Harry on one of the couches. You intertwined your hand with Harry and you rested them on his knee. “Is that a ring on your finger?” Your mother asked and Harry looked at you accusingly. You looked at Draco and you said, “I thought you told her.”

He shrugged his shoulders and drank from his cup. You could see a smirk behind his face. He tried to get you in trouble whenever he could and you did the same. You were still siblings after all. “I’m sorry, Mother. I thought Draco would tell you. I’m engaged to Harry.” She nodded with a smile and then her head turned to Harry. “I thought I told you to tell me as soon as you proposed.”

“I thought y/n was going to tell you.” He said with a sheepish smile on his face. His other hand rubbed the back of his neck nervously. “How did he ask you for your blessing?” You asked the question to both Draco and your mother then you directed the question to Draco, “and how did you say yes?”

“I was hanging above fire. I couldn’t say no.” Draco said, with an emotionless expression. You turned your head to Harry with your mouth opened and he was even more embarrassed and shy now. “You threatened my brother!” You said. Your voice was between a shout and a scream. “No, I simply asked him while he was hanging and I was on a broom able to help him. It’s a complete coincidence.”

“I’m talking to you about this when we get back.” You told him and it was your mother’s turn to speak. “And how did he ask me? Oh yes. He was lying on the floor supposedly dead, and I asked him if both of you were okay and he said, ‘I’ll tell you where your kids are if you let me marry y/n’ He was very charming about it, so I agreed. I also saved him from the Dark Lord.”

Your mouth was agape and Draco tried to keep him laughs in. “I was desperate.” He said, trying to defend himself. “I didn’t notice. The times are all coincidences.” He said and he looked towards you with a smile that could be interpreted as guilty, shy, or embarrassed; but mostly desperate. “You need to work on your timing boy.” Your mother said.

a/n: omg, it's done. I originally wrote this fic all in one go, all of the parts in one sitting, it was a boring day, if you couldn't tell. I can't believe it took me this long to post all of the parts. I hope you guys liked it, and if you forgot, I have a draco fic with the same arc as this one (ish) with Draco dating Harry's sister. I still haven't posted it yet, but if you want it quickly go vote for it in the poll I made. It's the one with the 'too many' parts

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imtakenbytheview · 3 months

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To All the Wizards I've Loved Before: Chapter 2 — Dramione fanfic on AO3

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Chapter 2 of TATWILB, a Dramione Eighth Year adaptation of To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before, is now live on AO3!

I hope you enjoy!

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queenofthetired · 9 months

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The ice groom

A drarry twist on the corpse bride. In this story the dark lord was defeated during the first war. The potters are alive and Harry grow up with his parents. He went to a private wizarding school and later met the Weasley family when he and his family moved back after Harry graduated. The Malfoys family were spies for the light during the war and Draco ended up in hufflepuff. Harry and Draco never met.

Draco pov:

Draco used to be warm, used to love the sun on his skin, fresh coffee in the moring and cozy warm blankets. Now all he know is cold. He doesn’t know warmth anymore. Not even the warmth of his mothers hug, not that he remembers her. He can’t remember anyone but can remember the feeling of being warm. It was like a curse really. Who doesn’t remember friends and family but can remember warmth Draco thought to himself as he sat down on a fallen tree.

He sigh as he looked down at his paler then death skin and his ratty torn cloths. Draco brought up his left hand to brush his hair out of his eyes and frozen. He stared at his hand and he was confused. He could’ve sworn there was ring there at one point, as he stared longer the feeling of doom sinked into him. He also could’ve sworn he was supposed to be alive.

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aurigax · 1 year

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Beta readers?

How does one go about finding beta readers for a Jegulus fanfic???????

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