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ameliora-j · 2 years

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not rly expecting anyone to see this bc it’s so late but anyways poly!rarry angst to break your hearts :) all hurt no comfort [PART 2]

today was a good day. everything was going perfectly, and you hadn’t been a brat since ron and harry set you straight about two weeks ago. everything was going great. you were hanging out with ron, harry, and hermione in hogsmeade for the day and it was all around just a good time.

until ron and harry went to grab the food at the three broomsticks and left you and hermione sitting at the table. she never did like you. she claimed that you stole ron away from her and you were selfish because you had harry already. but that just isn’t true… harry asked if it was okay that ron joined because he had a crush on you, and you didn’t mind. you would do anything to make your harry happy.

when your boys left, hermione had a go at you. called you stupid. slut shamed you. any mean name in the book you could think, she said it. and once ron returned, you murmured something along the lines of having to use the bathroom and snuck away. hiding in the bathroom where you released all of your emotions in the form of tears.

when you returned, the air in the group changed. ron looked pissed, hermione looked like she had been crying, and harry just looked confused. you sat beside harry and looked down at the table as you rolled your eyes. you already knew what happened. she had fed ron lies about you, attempting to drive a wedge in your relationship. you knew she hadn’t told harry because you already told harry what she did to you. but ron wouldn’t believe you he thought hermione was an angel.

you let out a sigh and intertwined your hand with harry’s. “you okay bubba?” he whispered.

“later,” you murmured into his shoulder. harry left it at that, pressing a gentle kiss you your head and returning back to the conversation with ron and hermione.

you planned on talking to harry as soon as you got back to hogwarts. truly, you did. but suddenly he was being pulled away by the weasley twins and ron was dragging you up to the dorm. you made no room to protest when ron got you in the dorm and locked the door. not even when he looked at you and asked what had gotten into you. or when he told you that your behavior was unacceptable and you couldn’t speak to hermione that way. you just shrugged indifferently and kept your gaze trained on the floor.

ron pulled you over his lap and pulled off your skirt and panties and that was the only warning that you got before ron began to lay into you with his belt. you held in your sobs but you couldn’t stop the tears from flowing down your face as you tightly fisted the sheets in your hand. ron was nice enough, and so you only got forty. it was only supposed to be twenty, but he started over anytime you stuttered, messed up, or forgot one.

your head had been floating since around the tenth one, but you didn’t feel light or happy. you felt sad. broken and dejected… like a worthless object that ron only used to punish when he was angry. you registered him doing his routine aftercare, but you didn’t feel the love behind it. you felt numb as he rubbed the cream on your bottom and sat in the bathtub with you. the tears were still flowing down your face silently as you curled into yourself while he gently washed you off. “stop crying dove,” ron whispered. “it’s okay,” he kissed your head gently, and you only returned his words with a nod before reaching up and rubbing your eyes, forcing your tears to stop.

“sorry,” you whispered with a quiet sniffle.

“y’know you’re gonna have to apologize to hermione, right?” he asked. you only nodded as he drained the tub. “what do you want to wear?” he asked.

“i can dress myself thank you,” you whispered as you kneeled in front of harry’s trunk “i’ll see you downstairs.” he nodded and pressed a kiss to the back of your head before going down to the common room. once he was gone, you really let the sobs take over.

they were loud and heart wrenching as you released akk the emotions that you held in during your punishment. you went silent the second you heard the door open. quickly, you wiped your eyes roughly and pulled on one of harry’s shirts along with a pair of panties and a pair of shorts that you had in his trunk. “bubba?” harry’s voice asked quietly.

“hi hazzie,” you murmured monotonously.

“hi baby. you wanna tell me what happened today?” he asked.

“no thanks. can i just have a hug please?” you whispered. harry pouted and kneeled on the floor in front of you.

“you can always have a hug my love,” he kissed your head gently as you wrapped your arms around his shoulders and laid on his chest.

“hazzie?” you murmured softly into his neck.

“yes bubba?” he whispered as he rubbed your back.

“i don’t… want this anymore,” you whispered with a sniffle.

“you don’t want what angel?” he asked confused.

“um… us. me and you a-and ron… i don’t… i don’t want it,” you murmured.

“angel… are you breaking up with us?” he asked.

“yeah…” you whispered, voice breaking “yeah i am. i’m um… i’m sorry but… can you tell ron? i… i don’t want to look at him again,” you sniffled as you stood from your place knelt in front of him. you bent down and kissed his head before turning and walking out of the dorm. you kept your head down as you passed ron sitting with all his friends, bragging about how he’d just punished you, only working to break your heart even more, and prove to you that you’d made the correct decision.

you went back to your own dorm and buried yourself under your covers. cuddling into the teddy bear harry got you as you used your wand to lock your door and put a protection charm on it, as you stared at the wall. you didn’t want to feel anymore, no actually… you couldn’t feel anymore. you were uncomfortably numb.

the only thing that you registered was the pain blooming in your backside and the hole that felt as though it had been ripped right out of your chest. you loved ron weasley… probably more than you should’ve… but you couldn’t keep letting him hurt you by taking hermione granger’s side over and over again. and punishing you before even listening to your side of it.

so there you laid, dejected and heartbroken, wishing with all your might that the tears would just stop. that the pain would go away and you’d stop caring about ron and harry as much as you did. but you knew that you couldn’t… life didn’t work that way. and somehow… it’s always the things we love most that end up breaking us the hardest.

#nani!headcanons #poly!rarry #smut #angst

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silverdelirium · 2 years

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ron and harry taking turns on you but little innocent harry doesn’t know how to fuck you right! so ron’s guiding his hips into you and commenting on his form 😵

you’re just laying there like a good fucktoy as ron gets all praise-y with harry :( “good boy, look at how her cunt ‘s squeezing you, feels good, hm?”

#poly!rarry

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luversgirl · 2 years

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RARRY x READER PLEASE BAE

VERY FLUFFY CONTENT

RELATIONSHIP HEADCANONS, rarry

summary: rarry relationship headcanons cause i love this request

notes: 400 FOLLOWERS ??? wtf i am beyond thankful for all of you guys thank u <3

warnings: none :)

nick names they’ve given to you ( because I know for a fact they would give you so so MANY ) babydoll, pretty girl, angel, sweet thing

rafe’s favourites: babydoll, baby & pretty girl

barry’s favourites: sweet thing, women & angel

the three of you stayed at barry’s seeing as ward wasn’t fond of his son dated you and barry plus he just wasn’t fond of his son in the first place seeing as he always thought of sarah and never rafe or wheezie

speaking of wheezie, she comes over a lot to see you guys, you and her clicked the first second you met.

you guys get ice cream together, went shopping and baked then made rafe and barry try whatever it was you guys made ( they always said it was really good even if it tasted like shit have the time )

it made rafe happier then he cared to say when he watches the two of you bond since the cameron family dynamic was screwed up beyond repair

speaking of family both of the boys’ families were messed up and left them broken so they were left VERY touch starved

with barry he loved it when you untied his hair hand ran your fingers through it and just massaged his scalp, i made him melt into you instantly

as for rafe he loved cuddling, it made him feel safe and protected so when he laid down in between you’re legs and placed his head on you’re stomach he did the same a barry and melted into you

when you guys sleep you always sleep swished in between them your head on rafes chest and barry’s arms wrapped around your waist or with both their faces in the crooks of yours neck and all of your legs tangled together at the bottom of the bed

taglist: @prettyboystarkey @rottenstyx @rafecameronswhore @galactaghost @pogueslandia @iheartrafecameronsmut @pankowfruitsnacks @totallynotkaibiased @thexplosivegirl

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careofmagicalshippers · 3 years

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⚡️💖EPISODE 2 IS LIVE!💖⚡️

Why have 1 when you can have 2? 😘

This week is all about The Golden Trio!! We can't wait for you to hear our thoughts and would love to hear yours!!

Featuring our friend Victoria!

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#care of magical shippers #magical shippers #Harry Potter #harry potter podcast #podcast #harry x hermione x ron #haromione #rarry #romione #harmony #poly triad #poly ship #fanfic #ron weasley #hermione granger #why not both

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headcanonsandmore · 4 years

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McGonagall: What's the situation here, Miss Granger?

Hermione: *holding hands with Ron, who is holding hands with Harry* Ron's gay, but he's straight for me. But he's gay for Harry, and Harry's really gay for Ron.

McGonagall: Oh, right.

McGonagall: *later, to Professor Sprout* The thing about youth culture is... I don't understand it.

#reblog #harry potter conversation #harry potter convo #harry potter chat #ronarry #romione #ronmione #rarry #harron #rarry and romione #romione and rarry #polyamory #poly ship #harry and hermione love ron SO MUCH

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bestillmygoldeheart · 7 months

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Loved this edit on Tiktok, and wanted to share it with you guys ❤️

#the golden trio #romionarry #rarry #harmione #golden trio #golden trio poly

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ace-of-garlic-breads · 2 years

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when Harry actually opens up about his emotions and feelings

this boy has been through so much, just let him have a good cry. (interpret my Golden trio art as you will, either platonic or a poly ship)

and for y'all my lucky Tumblr followers all October you will be getting fanart when Insta is getting inktober stuff. so y'all lucky. cause I want to keep the inktober stuff together before I start posting my fanart there again :)

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sitp-recs · 1 year

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Dronarry Fest - 5 fics I loved

Finally done with my @dronarryfest marathon and oh boy, what a ride it was! Lots of brilliant characterization, excellent UST, top gardening aesthetics, possessive sharing galore, mouth watering smut - 20 tasty gems across different tropes and genres! I’m beyond impressed with the fest’s quality, found some instant favorites that will certainly feature in my end of the year wrap up list, and am very excited to share them below with you. I can’t wait for reveals so I can properly shower these authors with love. We still have a couple days before it so go feast and make sure to leave kudos + comments at your heart’s content. You can (and should!) read the full catalogue here. Enjoy!

🤐 All the good things and the bad things that may be by @maesterchill (M, 5.7k) - hilarious and sweet, truth serum confessions, hung!Ron cause that’s the gospel truth, pre Dronarry and a phenomenal Draco making an appearance at the end. This is your obligatory no-angst pit stop to make your Monday better!

The one where Harry and Ron are forced to talk to each other loudly and honestly about their sex lives for The Greater Good. Or at least for the thwarting of evil.

🧪 Let Be, Let Be by @tackytigerfic (M, 10k) - VEELA Ron!!!!! That’s all, that’s why you should go read this right away. And also for this delicious established Drarry, protective/possessive Ron, competent Healer Draco, hurt Harry being loved and cared for as he deserves, and a sexy get together so full of tenderness and understanding👌🏼

Ron's never had a place to really call his own, so when the deeds to an ancient magical house in Bulgaria appear in his Gringotts vault, he ropes in his Curse-Breaker best friend (and his Curse-Breaker best friend's Field Healer boyfriend) to come and check the place out with him. What he doesn't expect is wanton destruction, a Veela transformation, and the need for some serious conversations between friends. And whoever said Draco Malfoy was bad at sharing?!

🌸 Trillium by @wolfpants (E, 13k) - gardener Harry owns my heart! I immediately fell in love with this sweet pining Ron lusting after sneaky boyfriends Drarry; lots of ogling and dancing around each other with tender brOTP moments and the softest cottagecore vibes you’ll see today

Harry and Draco are shagging. Ron’s got a hunch, and the only way to find out is to volunteer his services alongside Harry’s in the Big Malfoy Manor Cleanup of 2010. What could possibly go wrong? The one where Harry owns a gardening business, Draco is an aspiring National Trust property owner, and Ron is far too invested in the fit of Draco’s lovely clothes and the smell of Harry’s hair. But he doesn’t fancy them or anything like that.

🐉 The Sun, Shining Above You by @oknowkiss (E, 14.5k) - poly established Drarry ftw and a brilliant flashback that will def make you ship Dron like there’s no tomorrow, my heart was in my mouth waiting for their reunion. I’m very much here for dragontamers orgy shenanigans and sneaky sex at the Burrow, and if you’re a hoe for soft pining Draco and past Drarry + Charlie then run don’t walk towards this one!

Since joining up with the dragontamers, Draco counts his days in nights. Nights spent drinking in the commune mess, making poor choices he doesn't regret, for once. Nights he doesn't remember, and nights he wishes he could stop remembering. Then there's that night in Spain, caught in the circle of Ron's arms. A year of nights in Norway, caught in the heat of Harry's gaze. His first night at the Burrow, caught in between them both.

🪴 Silhouettes by @sweet-s0rr0w (E, 16.7k) - one of my favourite fics of the year with heartbreaking sentient Burrow, established Rarry, exquisite POV multiple narrative, more gardening aesthetics and hands down the hottest UST and threesome sex you’ll see today. This grieving and perceptive Ron is a triumph, everyone else can go home

Draco's trying to fix the Burrow, Ron's trying to grieve, and Harry... well, just what is Harry actually doing, anyway? A tale of grief, gardening, and ghouls, bad memories, bad puns, and bad flirting, and nudity both accidental and very, very deliberate. Cw: minor character death.

#dronarry fest 2023 #Sitp recs

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environmentalgay · 5 years

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No matter who you ship Harry with, or what Soulmate AU you like, remember:

Harry kind of died? Sort of? Imagine, how his soulmate bond has a chance to get screwy. Maybe- whether you're a fan of visual bonds (tattoos, writing on skin, etc) or emotional bonds- his soulmate thinks Harry's dead.

His name on their wrist fades, the tattoo representing him that moved around their body stands still, that tug they feel towards him severs, or a scar from the curse leaves a mark on them.

Even when he ends up living, the damage has been done, and even as they grow up into old age together, they always check in to make sure he's still breathing. Just in case, because they know they wouldn't feel it if he stopped.

Of course, this is all hypothetical. Don't feel angsty.

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fivelakesinwriting · 3 years

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could i please request a drabble with the "i hate everyone but them" with rafe or barry (or both) or topper, or really any obx character that you think would fit the bill? i am obsessed with your writing, that trope, and outerbanks and think it would be perfect

Thank you so much, baby xoxo

Author's Notes: If you give me option for Rarry, I will pick them every time. This somehow turned into a "Tease Rafe" fest...so...sorry if it got out of hand...I think it came back around. Let me know what you think if you have a moment. If you requested this - I hope you love it xoxo

Warnings: Swearing, Sexual references - Sexual innuendos, Smutty- ish * (daddy kink, biting/ marking, so much teasing, poly-relationship, dom! barry, tiny bit of jealousy? unprotected sex - please use protection, your choice which!)

Requested? YES! Requests for OBX are OPEN!

*My work is not to be transferred, copied, translated or reposted to any other sites without my permission. Please see my masterlist for all other works and warnings. Thank you! xoxo

If he could have, Barry would have left the Outer Banks years ago. If he had the foresight to what would have been coming his way when he arrived here, he probably would have never hitched a ride and let his roots grow.

He hated it here. At best he tolerated it. The people were stuffy and there was always something going on. Some sort of drama that he wanted no part of. The sense that the other shoe would drop was lurking around every corner, and he hated it. He never knew what to expect.

He was thankful for two people in his life that made the OBX seem less hellish, especially in the suffocating Summer. He couldn't believe he had been so lucky to have two people love him the way they did.

Barry was outside, just tidying up the yard for the first time in a few weeks. The Summer had been so hot. A stifling, almost unbearable heat that no one wanted to do anything outside. It was the first day in a long time that he made his way outside to kick around some of the branches and leaves that had fallen from the tree that shaded over the little hut they called home.

The windows of the small home were open, allowing the soft end of Summer breeze make it's way through the house and refresh the air within. As Barry made his way around the back of the house, near the bedroom they all shared, he halted as he heard a familiar giggle of Her.

"Rafe, don't!" Her laughed echoed over the property and into Barry's chest. He walked closer to the window at the back of the house and took a peak inside. He breathed out a smile as he saw his lovers rolling around on the bed together, as naked as he left them, tangled in sheets.

"I can't bite?" Rafe muttered as his hands disappeared beneath the sheets to pull her thighs up around his hips, his face buried in the crease of her neck.

"You leave big marks, baby." She breathed out as her nails pulled down his back to leave marks of her own.

Barry would never deny that he was usually the jealous type. If he was with someone then that person was hard-pressed to get time by themselves. He had a tendency to be a bit controlling, he knew that. So when the opportunity presented itself for him to be in a "throuple" he was beyond hesitant. He wasn't sure he had the capacity to share that love with two other people. He was afraid he would get jealous when it was just the two of them, and not him. But the deeper he got, the more he realized he loved being wrapped in the arms of two people. Or watching them together.

There was nothing he loved more than watching the two people he loved please each other, scream for each other while they begged for him to join them.

"You let Him bite. Why can't I?" Rafe growled as he pulled his face up from her neck and licked his lips, his weight held on his forearms.

Rafe Cameron, on the other hand, was a jealous son of a bitch who would never admit it. He would never admit that even if it turned him on, he was jealous when it was just Barry and Her rolling around in bed together. It made Rafe jealous that Barry could sink his teeth into her skin, and he couldn't. He was too rough, lost control in the heat of the moment too often.

"You know why, Country Club." Barry stated firmly as he tapped his knuckles firmly on the window frame to get their attention.

"Daddy, come in here with us." Her smile was wide as she turned over in Rafe's arms then crawled towards the open window behind the bed. She trailed her fingertips down the screen of the window as she sat pretty and naked in front of him, her neck covered in his own soft bite marks and a few of Rafe's harsher ones.

"Be there in a second. Don't let him bite you like that. Put him in that choke hold I taught you." Barry grinned sending her a wink, placing his palm flat on the dirty window screen before he walked away. As he brushed his hands on the legs of his coveralls his smile grew as he heard Rafe's yell through the open window.

Don't, baby! Ah - fuck! Why did he teach you this!

Barry made his way into the house once more, his lover's play fighting in the bedroom getting a little louder and a little closer. He washed his hands in the kitchen sink then took his time walking down the hall. He leaned against the door frame of their bedroom and breathed out a laugh when he found them tangled in bed again.

"Woman, what are you doing to him? That's not the move I taught you." Barry laughed, his hands in his pockets as his eyes scanned them on the bed.

She was perched on top of Rafe who laid on his back with his hands behind his back. She straddled the small of his back, sitting on his hands with one of her hands rooted in his hair as the other reached forward, walking across his chest.

"Came up with a new one." She smirked over at him as she gave Rafe's hair a pull, making him groan. Barry breathed out a laugh as he walked over to the bed, his hands resting on the edge of the mattress as he leaned over to be near her lips.

"You know, I think he likes it more than you think he does." Barry mumbled as reached a hand up to push some of her messy hair off her face.

"Dude, get her off me. She's stronger than she looks." Rafe groaned as he struggled under their girl, his neck strained to see what was going on above him.

"C'mon, Country Club. Seen you take down dudes bigger than her. You can do it." Barry taunted as he pushed himself off the bed, and rounded the mattress as he unzipped his coveralls.

"I don't wanna hurt her." Rafe breathed out, his response shaky and he clenched his fists underneath her as he turned his face, pressing his cheek against the sheets.

"You won't hurt me, baby." She cooed as she pulled her nails down his back to make him shudder.

"And if you do hurt her, I'll kill you." Barry grunted as he pulled his tank top over his head, and dropped it to the floor. He stepped out of his coveralls then crawled into bed with his lovers, kneeling beside their girl and Rafe while he squirmed.

Barry inhaled sharply as he saw the raised skin on her backside, the distinct mark of Rafe's teeth marked into her sweet skin. He shook his head as he leaned forward and grabbed the finely sculpted jawline of the boy face down on the bed as he whined.

"Left some nasty marks on our girl there, Baby Boy." Barry stated firmly, his eyebrows knit together as he scanned Rafe's face before he zeroed in on the exaggerated pout he wore.

God, he couldn't handle a bit of teasing. Even from Her, and she was the nice one in their relationship.

"M'sorry." Rafe muttered as he tried to pull his face out of Barry's grip, his feet kicked up behind him to try and knock the girl off of him as gently as he could.

"Be gentle. Got it?" Barry ordered as he removed his grip on Rafe's handsome face, but pointed his index finger menacingly at him.

"Understood." Rafe nodded his breath so heavy with anticipation, frustration, he thought he might pass out.

"C'mere, woman. Let the man catch his breath." Barry smirked as he sat up on his knees and held his hand out of for the woman still perched so pretty on top of Rafe's back. When she took his hands, her body turned towards him, Barry tugged her off of Rafe and into his arms.

"You smell like sweat and dirt." She whispered, her arms and legs wrapped around him tightly as he placed her in his lap.

"Thought that's what you liked about me. That, and I keep this one in line for us." Barry nodded over her shoulder towards Rafe who was slowly sitting upright, pushing his hands through his hair with a huff.

"I help, too." She replied with a quick look over her shoulder at Rafe before she turned back to Barry and tugged at his hair, pulled back and falling out by the second.

"Got a different technique than me, but yeah." Barry chuckled as he ran his calloused fingertips down her soft spine and watched intensely as her eyes closed, and her hips rocked in his lap.

"But yours is the best." She shivered as she pressed her own fingertips to his jawline, her forehead dropped to his as she bounced in his lap a little.

"Think so?" Barry muttered as he held on to her hips as she rolled them in little circles. He could feel Rafe's eyes on them, the jealousy rising in the younger man and mingling with the frustration.

"Yes, Daddy." She whispered as she wrapped her hand around the necklace that hung low on his chest.

"Baby Boy is a little jealous. You look so pretty bouncin' in my lap, but all he got was his hands behind his back." Barry teased as he pressed one of his hands flat against her back as the other lazily beckoned a sour looking Rafe over to them.

"Not jealous." Rafe grumbled as he propped himself up on the pillows next to Barry, propped against the wall under the window. He let their girl reach her hand out to him, her hand over his heart as she shifted in Barry's lap.

"You are, baby. Don't be. I love you both." She whispered, eyes wide as Barry reached between them to guide her down onto his manhood that had been pressing at her entrance.

She gasped as Barry settled inside of her completely, releasing a throaty groan of his own. She wrapped one arm around Barry's neck to bring his head down to her shoulder as the other hand slowly walked up Rafe's chest to his handsome face, and thumbed at bottom lip.

"Kiss me. Don't pout, or I'll sit on your hands again." She breathed out with a smile as she ran the pad of her thumb over Rafe's bottom lip while she followed the rhythm Barry created for her.

"Had your fun. Gonna put your hands behind your back next." Rafe growled as he bit at the tip of her thumb, then surged forward to kiss her lips. She gasped into his mouth as Barry hit that sweet spot inside of her and Rafe couldn't help but moan, too.

"So pretty. Does it feel good, sweetheart?" Rafe breathed as he reached for her hair and gave a soft tug. He watched as her eyes rolled back, Barry's groan bouncing off the bare walls of the house as she circled her hips a little wider, a little faster.

Days when it was just the three of them together, nothing but their love surrounding them, were seldom these days. It seemed there was always a problem around a corner for them to face, but Rafe knew they could face it together.

"Love you." She whispered as she tugged at the gold chain around his neck to bring him in for a kiss.

"Love you, too. Both of you." Rafe grunted as he pressed his lips to hers over Barry's shoulder.

Barry groaned with his release, pulling her off of his lap to rest her on her back as he leaned into Rafe. As he released a heavy breath he took a few seconds to recover, and take in his surroundings.

He fucking hated the Outer Banks. Big houses with fake people inside them at the centre of the island, while people on the outskirts starved trying to make ends-meet. But the people in his bed? He hated everyone but them. He loved them. He would die for them.

"Alright, woman. Get up. Teach you how to put Baby Boy in that choke hold again." Barry smirked, his bottom lip tucked under his silver tooth as he extended his hand to the girl to pull her up once more.

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ameliora-j · 2 years

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this is shitty and rushed and i hate it more than i hate part one but whatever i’ll probably end up deleting them both [PART 1]

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harry and ron were a mess without you. and you were somehow worse without them. nothing felt right anymore. you trudged through the halls and you didn’t smile. your bubbly personality was gone. you spoke to virtually no one, not even your friends. you didn’t feel much of anything anymore but you couldn’t lie, seeing hermione curled into ron’s side stung.

harry cornered you in an abandoned alcove after about two weeks and backed you up against the wall. you stared up at him, nearly bored expression on your face, but your heart was pounding out of your chest at his close proximity. “talk,” he demanded.

“what about?” you whispered, studying his face, attempting to commit every tiny detail to memory.

“what happened?” he demanded.

you tried to hold it in but the way he was staring deep into your eyes had you sighing and exploding into word vomit. “i didn’t do anything,” you sniffled. “hermione lied and said i was mean to her but she was the one that called me a stupid slut. told me i took ron from her but no i didn’t! i left to go to the bathroom cus i was crying. and i didn’t want to mess up your friendship with hermione so i didn’t want you guys to see me cry. and when i was in the bathroom she put on her stupid little good girl act. and told ron that i was bullying her!” you let out a small whine as you finally released the details of two weeks ago.

harry released a small sigh and pulled you to his chest. “that’s what you wanted to talk to me about when we came back?” he asked softly, pressing kisses to your head.

“yes. because you always talk him down. you always tell him what really happens and he listens to you. but we came back to the castle and the twins were dragging you away and ron was taking me to the dorm and i just… i didn’t have the energy to argue hazzie,” you sniffled, pouting up at him.

“come on,” he whispered, bending down and lifting you off the ground. “we’re gonna talk to him, yeah?” he asked.

“i don’t want to talk to him. i only want you hazzie,” you sniffled.

“gotta at least explain why you’re upset with him. deal?” he asked. you nodded as he sat you on the bed. “i’ll be back. gonna go get him.” you nodded again and watched as harry retreated from the room.

he came back upstairs with ron and hermione about five minutes later. upon seeing hermione, you stood and walked over to harry, standing behind him and hiding your face behind his scapula as you held his hand. “no,” you whispered softly, shaking your head.

“trust me,” he whispered as he turned and kissed your head. “hermione… would you like to tell ron the truth about what happened in hogsmeade?” harry asked.

“yes she still hasn’t apologized,” hermione lied through her teeth.

“what? i told you to apologize weeks ago why wouldn’t you—“ ron couldn’t finish his sentence as you peeked out from harry’s shoulder.

“you’re not my boyfriend. you don’t get to tell me what do do anymore. and i’m not apologizing for something i didn’t do!” you demanded, finally sticking up for yourself before hiding behind harry’s shoulder again.

“what are you on about ‘didn’t do’?” ron snarked sarcastically.

“she didn’t do anything ron. whatever hermione told you she said was a lie. hermione says and does all those things to her. and then cries wolf to try and get her out of your life. and this time you let it work, and i’m not sure she’ll ever want you back again,” harry shook his head.

“i don’t,” you persisted. “only want you hazzie,” you sniffled, nuzzling your nose against his shoulder.

“dove don’t say that please…” ron whispered brokenly.

“you’re mean,” you sniffled. “i don’t like you,” you shook your head.

“hermione,” ron demanded. “get out. and don’t come back,” ron pushed. “i don’t want to see you again” you shyly poked your head from behind harry’s shoulder again slowly stepping back beside him. once hermione was out of the room, ron turned to you. “please…” he whispered. “please give me one more chance and dove i swear to merlin i will spend the rest of my life making it up to you. i promise,” he spoke as he stepped forward.

“okay,” you nodded, slowly opening your arms to allow him to walk into them. he smiled as he pulled you into a hug. “if you ever do it again. i will cut your dick off, and feed it to errol,” you promised.

“yes ma’am,” he chuckled as he kissed your head. “i love you.”

“i love you too,” you kissed his cheek. then, both of you turned to harry and pulled him to the hug as well. “i love you too hazzie,” you kissed his cheek.

“i love you bubba,” he smiled as he leaned in and pressed a soft peck to your lips. and everything felt right again. everything felt okay again. and it was lovely.

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