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slaymybreathaway · 10 months

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WASTELAND, BABY! [prologue]

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July 30th 1994 ○ Neville's Bedroom

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It was 11pm when Neville Longbottom heard a tapping sound on his bedroom window.

He was sitting ontop of his patchwork bed covers, in his pyjamas, reading a muggle book that he had found in an old bookshop near his house earlier that day.

At first he took no notice of the noise, it was often that branches hit against his window whenever the wind blew a certain way. However, when these 'branches' started making a squawking noise, he turned his attention away from the book in his hands.

The boy walked over to his window, where he saw a white barn owl sitting on the outside windowsill. The bird looked up at him, an ivory envelope held in it's beak. Neville opened his window slowly, trying his best not to scare the owl away.

"Thanks mate," he spoke, taking the envelope from the bird and watched as it flew away into the dark summer night.

He shut his window before turning the envelope over in his hands. It was thick and felt like it had something rectangular inside of it.

The address on the front was written in a neat-but-slanted way, which he recognised almost immediately to be the handwriting of Y/n Finnigan. Neville smiled, letting the excitement show on his face.

Y/n and Neville had known each other since their first year at Hogwarts. She was his friend, Seamus's twin sister so naturally, he was friends with her also.

The odd thing was, that over the summer months, Neville found himself feeling a strange buzz of happiness whenever she sent him a letter. It even got to the point where every letter that wasn't from her seemed unimportant.

He couldn't quite explain what he felt or why he felt it. So instead, he just put it down to the lonely-ness of Summer.

The front and the back of the envelope was covered with small doodles of stars and balloons. The smile on Neville's face, somehow, grew wider at the thought of her taking the time to draw them on, individually.

The boy opened the envelope just above the green wax seal on the back and out fell both a letter and a casette tape. He picked up the letter and started to read:

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Dear Nev,

Happy Birthday!!! I was going to give you your present on the train to school but I just couldn't wait. I hope you like the mixtape (it's for the walkman, by the way)

See you soon,

Y/n

(PS. Tell your granny that I was asking for her)

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After reading it a few times, Neville took the box out from under his bed that contained all of the letters she had sent over the past two months and placed the new one on top. He slid the box far enough under his bed that it couldn't be seen by anyone that walked into his room.

The boy rifled through the drawer in his bedside locker until he found what he was looking for, his walkman. When he bought the muggle device, he didn't realise that the music wasn't included so he couldn't use it... until now.

When he looked at the tape closely, he could see that it was labeled on either side with ☆Neville's Mixtape☆ written in red marker. He opened the walkman and carfully placed the tape in before putting the headphones on and pressing the "play" button.

The boy turned off the light and lay in his bed, pulling the covers up to his shoulders as he heard the acoustic guitar play softly through the opening bars of the first song on the tape.

He couldn't help but imagine where Y/n was the first time she heard this song. Did it come on in the radio in her Dad's car? Or did she find the album that this song belonged to in a dusty old casette shop and waited until later that day to listen to it, when she was lying in bed. Just like he was doing right now. He smiled at the thought

A male voice sang softly the lyric:

"All the fear and the fire of the end of the world.

Happens each time a boy falls in love with a girl,"

Neville swore that he would remember those words forever beacause it was in that moment that he finally realised what that buzz of happiness was.

The was falling in love with her...

And man, did he feel the fear and the fire of the end of the world.

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myversionofharrypotter · 2 years

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Yo, so Danganronpa x Harry Potter.

1. Harry Potter- The Ultimate Seeker would probably be his talent if we're goin by canon. If we're going by my version of Harry, The Ultimate Actor.

2. Ron Weasley- The Ultimate Mentalist. Some talents he has are his emotional intelligence and his strategic ability, so combinding the two would be this.

3. Hermione Granger- The Ultimate Honor roll Student. She's very good with school work so I figured this would fit.

4. Dean Thomas- The Ultimate Artist. He's very good at art. He's also pretty good at reading rooms and is pretty good at types of divinations where you see into people's personality, but his impulsive Gryffindor way of being makes him not utilize those skills to the best of his ability.

5. Neville Longbottom- The Ultimate Herbologist. I think this is pretty obvious why.

6. Seamus Finnegan- The Ultimate Auror. I just think it fits. Dude, imagine if he was like the Ultimate Arsonist though.

7. Draco Malfoy- The Ultimate Heir. I just think it fits.

8. Cho Chang- The Ultimate Dancer. I have this whole backstory for Cho about this. I once told my friend that I imagined Cho to be like "a swan chugging a Monster energy drink."

9. Marinetta- I forgot her last name. It's the girl with the SNITCH on her forehead. The Ultimate Journalist. I think that if she wasn't permanently scarred she would've taken a job as a journalist to expose liars and bring clarity into people's lives. But after getting the scar, she sorta abandons that dream because she gotten hardcore bullied. She probably didn't even want to go to Hope's Peak but she wanted to be with Cho.

10. Luna love good: The Ultimate Magizoologist.

That's I have so far.

#harry potter #Danganronpa #danganronpa au

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al-longbottom · 3 years

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Poly Neville and Seamus

What a poly relationship with Neville and Seamus would include:

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- Neville teaching Seamus all about plants and herbology, and Seamus really does try his hardest to pay attention and not destroy anything but after the third pot falls off the shelf nearby, Neville gives up.

- You guys don't really have a specified 'game night' or 'movie night'. That's sort of like every night: it's hard to find a time when you guys aren't together and doing something entertaining.

- Neville bringing out the calmer side of Seamus. You three just resting peacefully on the patio, in your wicker chairs, sipping tea as the early morning sun shines on your face... and then Seamus' hand twitches, spilling the hot tea all over him and he swears up a storm that could make a sailor blush.

- Speaking of making you blush, Seamus will tease you in public. Poking you and whispering funny things in your ear, tickling you subtly just to get a reaction.

- Also, Seamus and Neville both have all the tea, and Seamus will 100% shittalk people with you. If you don't like someone, Seamus doesn't like them either. Neville won't shittalk with you, but he will nod along and offer advice or kind/comforting words as you and Seamus vent.

- After Neville complained to you guys about his stutter, you and Seamus devised a plan where every night Neville would read allowed to you. Only as much as he is comfortable with, and with the promise you guys would help him through it if he needs too, so he can work on his stutter.

- Seamus holding your hand and playing with your fingers, while Neville slowly rubs your back and reads aloud to you guys.

- Neville feeling really confident and snarky one day mocks Seamus' accent jokingly one day, which results in a water fight that drenches the whole house.

- Tickle fights. Always started by Seamus, always ended by Neville, who is ticklish but surprisingly good at keeping it together enough to retaliate.

- Cuddling but Seamus acts like he doesn't want to: squirming and whining and playfully complaining.

- But on that same note: when Seamus is sick he loves to cuddle.

- He will attach to you and Neville like an octopus and will not let go unless he is physically removed.

- Neville handcrafting Seamus and you fidget toys, and enchanting them with spells to make them even better.

- Seamus asking Neville to show him how to whittle too and then running away with it and becoming some sort of master whittler. He constantly whittles tiny figurines in the shapes of animals.

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archivesofthevoid · 3 years

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Pulling their hair while making out:

Moderate NSFW warning!

HCs and blurb requests (both sfw and nsfw) are open! Check my pinned post on my page for my writing boundaries.

Most of these HCs that I'm making so far are based off just random thoughts that pop up in my head. But the last one seemed to do well so we'll see how this one does. I promise they'll be more organized in the future. For now you just get my jumbled notes that I jot down for fun and occasionally share with you guys. <3 I appreciate all the support though. It means so much to me :)

I didn't add Harry or Dean because I didn't know what to do for either of them.

Fred: You would be making out with him in the common room during lunch. You wanted to test something so you tug at his hair a little bit too roughly. The groan that left him was something you didn’t expect but was very welcome. You also didn’t expect the smirk on his face once he pulled away. "Do that again and whatever happens next is not my fault darling." He laughs when you stumble over your words for a comeback, either in anger or embarrassment, but he secretly wishes you'd pull his hair again.

George: Lets out a soft whimper followed by a breathless "please do that again-" And just melts with another light moan when you do. He grabs you by your waist and pulls you impossibly closer before burying his face into your shoulder while pressing open mouth kisses along your skin and silently begging for more.

Neville: Poor mans would get so flustered after he lets out a surprised whine. You have to reassure him that it was kind of the reaction you were wanting, but it didn’t exactly help his flustered state. It might take a minute to calm him down though. Once he's calm, he tells you that he wants to keep kissing. He’d be nervous to ask you to do it again but you get the hint.

Draco: Oh boy. He really pulls the “you’re playing a dangerous game” card on you before going back to making out. But only now, he's rougher than before. Probably would put his hand against your throat so you could feel the cold metal of his ring. And to scare you, or tease you further. Whichever you're into.

Ron: You would be in his dorm room, making out instead of studying like you guys said you were going to. You wanted to try something out so you tangled your fingers in the back of his hair and tugged. You got the exact opposite reaction you thought you would. He'd whine. First time he'd ever done so too. You pulled away to see him bright red in the face, but before he could pull away from you completely - you grabbed him by his face before whispering "do that again." And bringing him back into a heated makeout. He didn't complain, and by the end of it he was whining for you to do more than just kiss him.

Seamus: He’d probably see it as a game at first and pull your hair right back but the sound you let out tells him it’s not that kind of game. The soft noise of realization before he feels his face flush and playfully pushes you off makes you laugh before teasing him for being so oblivious. He curses you out, but he isn't really angry. The previous mood was ruined but hey you got a few laughs from it. You guys experiment with it later though.

Cedric: A gasp escaped him as he pulled away to look at you. You flushed as you tried to explain why you did it but he just grinned and chuckled. "Curious little thing, aren't you?" He quipped, before going right back in. He curled the ends of your hair around his fingers as he kissed you, threatening to pull it just like you did to his but he never did. Left you whining a bit and you hated how he just laughed at you. It's all lighthearted of course. He eventually made it up to you.

#harry potter x reader #harry potter x reader smut #george weasley x reader #george weasley smut #fred weasley x reader #fred weasley smut #ron weasley x reader #ron weasley smut #draco malfoy x reader #draco malfoy smut #seamus finnegan x reader #cedric diggory x reader #neville longbottom smut #neville longbottom x reader

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rainydayathogwarts · 3 years

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He gets turned on at a bad time

Second person p.o.v Warnings: Um well I think the title kind of gives it away Characters are: Harry, Ron, Oliver, Cedric, James, Percy and Seamus. The wattpad world hasn't seen the seamus one and it's probably the best one. Tell me if you want other characters, or one with the girls

Harry: You hadn't realised that you had done anything wrong. Everyone was sat having dinner in the Great Hall when you made eye contact with Harry. You winked at him, and turned back to face your friends.

You smirked, remembering how things got a little bit heated in an empty classroom before your last class. You bit your lip and shook the thought out of your head. You risked another glance at Harry's seat only to find him rushing out of it and speed-walking out of the Hall. Your eyes widened and you stood up to follow your boyfriend, worry bubbling in your chest.

"Harry!" You called out, breaking into a run when you spotted him. He abruptly stopped in his tracks, turning around to face you. He visibly sighed in relief. "Are you-" You cut yourself off when you saw an evident tent in your boyfriend's trousers.

He tugged at his trousers uncomfortably, taking one of your hands and dragging you down the hallways. "I sure hope Ron didn't cause that." You joked. "Ha ha, very funny. Somehow, it was actually you who caused this, and now since you're here, might as well fix it, don't you think?"

You gulped and nodded quickly, gasping when Harry pushed you into the nearest broom closet and ordered "On your knees, princess."

Ron: Staying at the Burrow with Ron and his family at the end of the summers became a normal thing. You all were going into your sixth year now and you and Ron had been together for just over a year. You both had done some stuff but never actually gone all the way and done the deed. Of course, with your horny excuse of a boyfriend, you assumed that it wouldn't be long until you did.

The lot of you had just finished dinner. Bill and Fleur had joined you and were currently helping helping Mrs. Weasley tidy up the tables from the garden. You walked into the Burrow, grinning when you saw Ron sprawled out on one of the armchairs with his eyes closed.

You pranced over to him, plopping down on his laps. He opened his eyes, lazily smiling at you. You wiggled a little bit to make yourself comfortable but were stopped by one of his strong arms. "Baby, no." You furrowed your eyebrows, turning to look a his face properly and give him a confused glance but he put his hands on your hips, stopping you from doing so.

"Ron wh-" You gasped, unable to finish your sentence when you felt what was most definitely a growing hard-on in between your thighs.

Right at that moment, the twins, Bill and Fleur joined the two of you in the living room. Ron was only becoming harder under you and you adjusted yourself once more, making him suck in a sharp breath. Ginny stepped out of the kitchen with Hermione by her side, both of them heading back outside. "You coming (Y/N)?"

"I-" "No!" Ron interrupted. That earned him weird looks from his family members. "He's just jealous that I've been spending much time with you guys is all." You lied swiftly. You felt Ron stiffly nodding his head from behind you. You could only imagine how red his face was.

You looked down at your hands, a blush creeping onto your own cheeks. Out of the corner of your eye, you could see Bill smirking. You scratched the back of your neck nervously, hoping to change the topic of conversation but alas.

You heard loud wolf-whistle coming from George as Fred let out a yell. "Boner! Ronniekins has a boner!" You felt all the blood rushing to your head as Ron dug his face in between your shoulder blades. Bill finally broke, letting out a loud laugh that he failed miserably at hiding. "In my defense-" You squeaked as Harry came into view and Fleur tried hiding a smile "I-I didn't mean to?"

Oliver: You stood in the Gryffindor changing rooms with your arms crossed on your chest. You leaned on the wall with a small smile on your face as you listened to Oliver give his team a motivational speech.

Usually you'd also be needed on the pitch, but because of a shoulder injury, your healer told you not to play Quidditch for the school year. It was unfortunate, it really was, especially since it was your last year at Hogwarts and you wanted to win the Cup for your House team.

As Oliver brought his speech down to a close, you pushed yourself off the wall and walked over to him. His team cheered, excitedly rushing out of the room to get ready for the game with a little warm-up.

You grinned, pulling Oliver closer to you by the belt hoops in his pants and placing a soft kiss on his lips. Before he could deepen the kiss, you pulled away, peppering his neck with light kisses as you spoke. "You're going to play well today Oli?" He nodded, his eyes fluttering close.

"I always play good." He whispered. You hummed against his neck, telling him "Well I'll tell you what; if you win the game by a lot, you might get a little surprise after the match."

His eyebrows shot up and his eyes widened. He visibly swallowed and you took one of his hands in yours and slipped it under your pants for him to feel your lace underwear. He slowly brought his hand back to his side and he rearranged his red Quidditch robes around him as he walked out of the changing rooms.

"I'll see you on the stands?" He asked, stopping in the doorway. "'Course you will." You chuckled, smirking when you heard him mutter to himself "Now's not the time Oliver."

Cedric: "Oh come on Ced, what's the worst that could happen? Whoever she is, I'm sure she likes you back." You spoke, taking a left. You saw him shake his head out of the corner of your eye and groaned. You halted in your step, turning towards your best friend.

"Cedric Diggory, you look at me in the eyes." Reluctantly, he did as you told him to, "You could get any girl, guy or non-binary person in this castle! For fuck's sake you could probably get Professor Dumbledore if you wanted to, so go get the girl you're crushing on! Lord knows it's about time you've moved on from Cho!"

A small smile formed on his face, "Well what about you?" he asked. "What about me?" You repeated his previous words. "Could I get you if I wanted to?" Your entire face flushed red but you nodded nonetheless. "Oh yeah you could totally get me if you wanted to."

Cedric's head shot up in shock and he grinned widely. "Really?" You mumbled a bunch of incoherent words and took bigger steps to the prefects' meeting room. He grabbed your arm, tugging you back and pressing his soft lips to yours roughly.

One of his hands cupped your cheeks and you sighed in the kiss, your small hands gripping his Hufflepuff robes. He pulled away and you bashfully smiled up at him. "We can't be late to a prefects' meeting Ced, come on."

His hands gripped your waist from behind and he pulled you in closer to him. He pecked your forehead, saying, "We're early, there's still 20 minutes before the meeting." "What do you suggest we do, then?" You asked, looking him up and down with a cheeky grin.

Cedric's eyes widened as he zoned out for a moment, and you saw the blood rush to his ears as he shifted uncomfortably on his two feet. "Fuck you (Y/N)." He muttered, turning around and heading in the direction of the men's bathrooms. You laughed loudly, shouting after him "Don't be late!"

James (marauders era): James smiled at you lazily from where he laid on the bed. One hand went behind him as he blindly searched for his glasses on his bedside table. "I've got the best parents in the world." He whispered when he found them, placing them on his face. You laughed, sitting up and stretching your back slightly.

"I mean I'm not going to complain that I get to sleep in the same bed as you." You managed to say mid-yawn. "Nor that I can peacefully get a morning kiss from you." James beamed, his muscled arms opening wide to expose his bare chest as he welcomed you in his arms.

You snuggled in his warm hold, placing a small kiss on his chest. "For a chaser on the (H/H) team, your aim is terrible." He joked and puckered his lips slightly. You leaned up, giving him a proper kiss. "Mhm, yes please." He muttered against your lips, pulling you closer to him by the hips.

Your crotch accidentally grinded against his as he deepened the kiss and he gasped, though he didn't pull away. He bucked his hips into yours for some more friction and you let out a quiet moan into his mouth. You could feel him smirk into the kiss as one of his hands made its way past your hips and down your lower back.

You broke away from James's kiss when you felt his hard-on poking the inside of the thigh. You moved your lips to his neck, pressing little kisses all over it, occasionally sucking, but not hard enough to leave any marks. His eyes fluttered shut and his grips tightened on your hip and backside.

"James, (Y/N)! Sirius is here, get out of bed!" Euphemia yelled from down the stairs. James let out an almost inaudible gasp and you shot up, your eyes immediately going to the door. "No, no, no!" James whined quietly, reaching out to you.

In mere seconds, the door to the room burst open and Sirius Black stood with a wide smirk on his face. It only widened when his eyes scanned the situation. Swollen lips, messy hair, panicked faces, and more importantly, James's hard bulge fighting against the thin fabric of his boxers.

"I'll let you guys finish," he said, slowly leaving the room, "EUPHEMIA!" he then shouted, his fast footsteps heard through the closed wooden door.

Percy: "Perce, hey Perce." you whispered, running a hand through his red hair to try waking him up. He moaned, turning to his other side. You giggled, leaning over to press short kisses on the side of his face. "Baby, wake up." "Noo" he whined, dragging the word out.

"We're needed down in the Great Hall, c'mon." "But I don't wanna." He continued, still half asleep. Sleepy Percy was the cutest Percy. "My love, there's been a Sirius Black situation. They're saying he attacked your brother." At that, he shot up.

"What? Which one? Is he okay? Did anyone check if he's okay?" He rushed in, his eyes taking in all the details in your face to make sure nothing too bad happened. "Don't worry about it my love, I checked up on him already, but they need us in the Great Hall, Head student duties."

He took your face in his hands, kissing you passionately. "Thank you, thank you, thank you." He hugged you tightly, and you could hear him taking deep breaths. You moved one of your hands to gently rub his thigh, but you misplaced it, instead accidentally putting his right over his crotch.

He lifted his head off your shoulder, giving you a look of shock and you pulled your hand away, a blush blooming on your face. "Perce I'm-" "It's fine!" he squeaked, also turning red. You took a glimpse down at the problem you caused, your eyes widening when you noticed how hard you actually made him. Damn teenage hormones.

"I think I just-wait outside." He nodded frantically and you got up, leaving outside to let him deal with his, uh, problem.

Seamus: Seamus had a bad habit of not being able to stay away from you for more than a half hour when you didn't have classes and was always immediately on the search for you after those minutes passed. It was rare that you both had free periods at the same time and Seamus would be sure to use those to his advantage.

That's how you both ended up in his dormitory, you on top of him, peppering kisses all over his neck, and occasionally sucking on the soft skin. Seamus used his strength to flip the both of you, breathing heavily. "Already having trouble breathing?" You teased, "We haven't even gotten to the good part." And you knew that he'd make you pay for that. He grinded his very prominent hard-on into your fully clothed heat, making you let out a moan.

He smirked, leaning down to capture your lips in a rough, passionate kiss. Your hand trailed down to open his fly and unzip his zipper. You took your time undoing his button and pulling his trousers down, even as he rushed to remove yours. The tent in his white boxers was evident and just before you went to pull them down, you went back up to take his shirt off. Seamus growled, hurriedly unclasping your bra, having taken your button-up shirt off long before.

"Seamus mate!?" Came from the dormitory door, accompanied by loud knocking. "Professor McGonagall is seriously going to get mad if we're late again!" "Fuck." Seamus muttered, dropping his head in the crook of your neck, his hips bucking into your teasing hand. "Is (Y/N) in with you as well?" Dean continued, "I really don't want to go in there right now mate, come on, we're all going to be incredibly late!"

"Seamus?" You asked him, when he didn't respond or move. "Darling." He breathed out. "Yeah, give us a second and we'll be out mate!" He got off the bed, leaning down to help you clasp your bra and put the rest of your clothes on before putting on his own, struggling to button his pants. He groaned at the discomfort and tugged at his trousers to try and give himself space to breathe.

He give you one last kiss before running a hand through his hair and picking up both your bags, holding yours out of reach so you wouldn't try to take it from him and carry it yourself. You took his hand in yours, tugging him back for a moment as he went to open the door. "I'll make it up to you, I promise." You whispered to him, giving him a look of reassurance and he let out a noise that resembled a whine, tugging at his trousers once more.

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blushiinghoney · 3 years

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"giving up" | ●.●

summary: you give up on liking him.

content: angst, gender neutral, house neutral, so neutral i don't even mention who this is about (i do use he/him pronouns for them tho).

warnings: a curse word or two?, small mentions of injuries and blood (nothing graphic or descriptive), my english.

a/n: okay so this just came to me quickly so i had to write it, i didn't even have a character in mind so that's why i don't even mention any name, so it can be about whoever you want! anyways, let me know what you think!

m a s t e r l i s t

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part 2 - part 3

You've liked him for two years now. It all started because of your friend. You were just playing around, running away from her when you tripped and fell, hurting your knee. That's when he approached you, giving you a tissue so you could clean the bleeding on your knee.

That's how you started to like him, he showed you his kindness even though you were a stranger to him. And because you liked him you'd always walk around following him, like a puppy to its owner. You kept doing it for two years, even if he said he didn't like your company, even if he would say mean and harsh things to you just so you'd leave him alone, but none of that mattered because you liked him.

Until you finally decided you had enough. It wasn't an easy decision, you were so used to like him that it felt weird to try and stop doing it. But you were in your last year now, you needed to start to think of your future, and you, unfortunately, realized he wasn't included in it.

For the past few days, you had stopped walking after him, stopped trying to study with him, stopped trying to sit next to him in class, stopped doing the thing you'd normally do for him. But, honestly, would he even notice?

Yes.

Did he notice that you didn't care anymore?

Yes.

Even though you decided on this you still felt like you should say something to him. I mean, you told him you liked him so it was only fair to say you were going to not like him anymore.

So, after classes had finished you approached him where he was sitting with his friends.

"Hi, uh, can I talk to you for a minute, in private, please?", you said nervously.

"Urgh, what the hell do you want now uh? If you're going to confess again you can do it here, we've already heard it a million times, and I've rejected you more than that", he shrugged his shoulders, and his friends laughed like he had said a hilarious joke. If it was two years ago you would've been so heartbroken, but now you didn't even flinch. Did he notice how your eyes were still bright even after he said that? Did he notice how you still smiled after he "joked" about rejecting you?

Yes. Yes.

"No, that's not it. But I get it, I-I'll be quick", you took a deep breath and then smiled at him while you said, "I just wanted to say I'm giving up on liking you, I know you've never had any kinds of feelings for me, and it's okay, really, you don't own me anything but I'm tired of liking you, tired of trying to make you like me-"

What? No. You can't do that. I like-

"What the fuck are you talking about?", he interrupted you.

"-so I'm giving up. Thank you for these two years, you were important to me but now you won't be anything but a stranger. Goodbye.", you were still smiling. It didn't hurt because you knew you were doing the right thing for yourself.

How could you smile so beautifully like that? And then say those words?

As you walked away with a weight lifted off your shoulders, you didn't even notice him looking at you full of guilt and regret, and his friends sat there surprised without being able to utter a word.

Why does my heart hurt?

Why did I hurt your heart?

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thequibbler1437 · 3 years

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Disney relationships that remind me of hp boys

Warnings: none just pure fluff

Summary: just relationships from Disney that would remind me of them in a relationship.

Includes: Harry, Ron, George, Fred, Lee, Oliver, Cedric, Seamus, Dean, Neville,

Harry: John Smith and Pocahontas

Harry would be the very awkward boy he always is at first but soon he wouldn’t be. But he would always get himself in trouble it would always be a fight or something stupid he did for you.

Ron: Cinderella and Prince Charming

I think he would see you and try talking and before he could ask your name you left. and he tried to find you and once he did you guys became friends and soon you fell for him as well and soon enough you guys started dating.

George: Flynn Rider and Rapunzel

I don't know what it is but I feel like he would be just like Flynn Rider. He would most likely take you with him to prank filch or anyone in fact. I feel like you guys would be close friends then he would admit his feelings to you after a couple years of pinning. Nevertheless, he reminds me of Flynn.😂

Fred: Lady and the Tramp

I mean who doesn’t believe that these two were made for each other. In the beginning Fred of course would be to wild and reckless but once you show up he is calm and not so reckless.It was meant to be honestly.

Lee: Aurora and prince Phillip

I think that Lee would most likely save you from something like a prank or etc and he would catch you attention and he would always worry you would like someone else but as fate has it you are head over heels for him and only him.

Oliver: Tarzan and Jane

I think that Oliver would be in love with quidditch. Then one year you show up to a tryout and he has never felt this way before and he can’t understand it. And once he sees how much you love quidditch he finally realizes that he’s in love with you and he asks you out on a date and soon you turn into lovers.

Cedric: Meg and Hercules

Maybe you have gotten your heart broken to many times to love so when he comes around you pay him little to no mind but soon he’s giving you all of this attention and for the first time in a while you feel loved and you start to return those feelings.

Seamus: Todd and Vixey

He would be quite shy at first and clumsy probably during potions you make eye contact and he blows it up but more than he usually does and this is what most likely made you fall for him. Once he finally musters up the courage to ask you out and you say yes he’s over the moon and tells all his friends about you.

Dean: Robin Hood and Maid Marian

I think he would treat you as if your the only girl in the world and love you to bits and pieces. You would become great friends with his friends and it would feel like you are one big family.

Neville: Bernard and Bianca

He would be so shy to ask you out so imagine his surprise when you asked him out. He would be over the moon that you liked him back and then would wonder why your with him instead of all of the other guys you could have but you chose him that was when he knew you guys would be together for a long time.

A/n:

Let me know who else I should do.🥰

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They didn’t break up

(Draco Malfoy x Gryffindor!Potter!Reader)

(Not my gifs, credit goes to the creators)

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Requested by: Anon

Fandom: Harry Potter (Golden Trio Era)

House: Gryffindor

Request: “ Hey! Could you write a Draco Malfoy x Gryffindor!Potter!reader. Y/N and Draco have been dating since first year but haven’t told anyone. Pansy and Blaise are dating and know about Y/N and Draco because the 4 of them are best friends. Harry and Y/N get into an argument when they return to Hogwarts after the war and he says that she has no friends. The next day the 4 walk into the great hall and the golden trio see that Harry’s sister is engaged to Draco and is best friends with their enemies. Thanks 💞 “

Thank you so much for requesting!

Warnings: Harry is out of character, slightly, for drama, and there is swearing.

Words:1.8K

Disclaimer: This is a fanfiction, the scenarios, the reader, and the dialogue are all mine.

This should only be found on my blog.

Author is always me on this blog: @daydreams-magic01 .

A/N: Please do not copy or plagiarise this, or put it in your own book, etc. It should only be found here. Also, please mention if I should make a taglist and if you wanted to be added. I also tried by best at being British.

Thank you.

“I like your eyes.”

That is the first thing that Draco Malfoy said to his girlfriend (Y/n) when they first met. After all, he was entranced by her, knowing since that moment that he wants to marry her.

He became further entranced when she mentioned his huge quantities of hair gel and when she defended that ‘filthy mudblood’ Granger.

Why would a woman of her stature mingle with such things?

Then again, although respected, Potters are ‘Mudwallowers’.

He asked her out after her brother’s first game after the Slytherin’s had all sulked away back to their common room, his mates had all left, and everyone was surrounding Harry.

He made quick to pull her aside into a dark, hidden corner.

She said no.

So he asked again, a few days after Quirrell fainted in front of the entire school. When he heard she fought a Troll he had a heart attack.

She said no, again.

He always made sure to be discrete when asking her out.

He didn’t want anyone to know after all.

She finally said yes after the detention in the forbidden forest, when he practically saved her life.

In reality, he grabbed her and dragged the distressed girl from her brother.

The two hit a rough patch when he called her best friend a ‘Mud-blood’, and she gave him the cold shoulder for almost four weeks.

They made up.

They hit another rough patch when he got Buckbeak executed, and he was happier to receive the punch from Hermione rather than (Y/n), not that she would ever hit him.

They made up their relationship still a secret.

Forth year made another rough patch when he asked Pansy to the ball rather than her. However, he did not make a good impression as a date, and she and Pansy came close over this.

They made up.

Their fifth year became worse, full of betrayal as he snitched to Umbridge, landing her three months in detention. He said she and Blaise were caught snogging when it was them two. Blaise and her bonded over this, and the rumour was instantly shut down, rather quickly after her brother hexed the git.

They made up.

She told Blaise.

He truly didn’t understand a relationship until his sixth year, when he was forced to join the death eaters.

Thankfully, his god-father trained him in Occlumency so that no memories of her were revealed.

His understanding increased when they finally took the next step in their relationship.

They didn’t need to make up.

She, Blaise and Pansy became close as they worried over Draco, becoming fast friends.

She told Pansy.

She defended him against her brother, but when it turned out he was right, her heart broke.

Draco made no move to help her.

She refused to acknowledge his existence.

They did not acknowledge each other until Malfoy Manor when he had his wand against her throat.

Despite the stinging hex, he still knew it was her.

The two did not break up.

They didn’t speak when she saved his life.

Yet, they did not break up.

They did not speak as he walked to his mother’s side.

They had no chance to break up.

They finally spoke after the battle when he walked over to her and apologised.

The two knew they did not want to break up.

Two months later, by August the two had become close again, best friends with the now dating Pansy and Blaise.

(Y/n) and Draco had no chance to spend the summer together, but they long to see each other in the repeating seventh year, their eighth year.

Life is now like a dream.

Yet, their relationship is still not known.

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(Y/n) does not understand why her brother is so aggravated; clearly, he is getting shagged, and he is happy but -

Ah, it could be because she hassled Ron and him into returning for their eighth year.

It just makes sense.

It’s not like Harry hates Hogwarts, he’s almost as infatuated with it as he is Ginny.

Thus why she has been very careful since the train ride to two weeks from then, today.

She has barely met up with her newest best friends, Blaise and Pansy, or Draco.

After all, she would hate to upset her brother.

She can’t help but long for the day where he will accept it, she knows he will at some point, but perhaps now is not the best time.

It has just been better to stay out of his way.

This is why she is now sat with Dean at a table by the window, playing Wizard Chess as Neville refereed, helping her every now and then with certain moves.

Who knows where Seamus is.

You can imagine her surprise when her brother walks into the crowded common room and scoffs, taking a seat on the main couch without the other two of his trio.

“What’s wrong, Harry?” (Y/n) asks, not looking up from her game, everyone else asks similar questions.

After all, Harry is a kind boy and it would be a shame to see him so upset. “Just came to annoy you. Was just arguing with Malfoy is all. He is still a git.” He jokes, trying to coax a laugh out of her.

She doesn’t take it as a joke, she is angry, upset and irritable after all. “I’m surprised that you recognise people exist out of Gryffindor.”

People gasp.

“I’m just surprised that you have other friends at all.”

No one speaks, but the majority of them do turn the gaze to her. She stops in her thinking for a second, trying not to be upset. Deciding he must be joking she lets out a small laugh before enouncing her move.

Fed-up, he scoffs again, turning to face her on his elbow on the back of the couch. “No, really, I am. Hermione and Ron too. Who knew you could actually make friends.”

Seamus somehow magically appears and steps between the two, as (Y/n) sharply turns to her brother, raising his hands in mock surrender, “now guys, no need to fight.”

Harry ignores him, “Usually you hang out with my friends.”

She sighs and decides to ignore him and the sadness swelling in her chest, “they’re my friends too, Harry. And at least I have friends outside of Gryffindor.”

“So do I. Are they? Or are they just friends with you because you cling around us all the time?”

Anyone who wasn’t listening before is now, for sure.

“I have other friends, you know, Harry, and didn’t I meet Hermione first?” She sarcastically lets out, enouncing her next move. “She liked me first, everyone always does.

Neville tries to make eye contact with her, but she does not look up.

“Well, you are the boy who lived’s sister after all.”

There’s an audible gasp from the majority of the room, but she does not back down.

Sighing sympathetically, she then tuts, “I am the girl who lived.”

“But I am the boy who lived.”

“Sexism is it?”

She has no idea what is with Harry, he never behaves like this, it’s completely out of character for him.

“Don’t be daft, I’m just saying I was first.”

“Just like in that game against Cedric.”

She doesn’t mean to upset him, only ground his ego as she momentarily forgets her dead friend.

Her brother shoots up and storms over, making her jump up as she looks up to him.

“Don’t say his name!”

“Merlin, Harry, he had other friends, you know.”

“But not you.”

“Excuse me? He’s been my friend since Second year.” Harry immediately scoffs and looks down at him, “yeah, right. Just like how Neville is totally friends with you and not because I am his dorm mate.”

“Excuse me!” Neville instantly steps in, “she is my friend, and not because of you, Harry.”

Harry pouts, “of course you are.”

(Y/n) does not understand why he is behaving like this; she assumes something awful must have happened as he has never behaved like this.

“Are you cursed?” She places her hand gently against his forehead as if his temperature will indicate.

“Nope, just me purely telling you you have no friends.”

“Oh,” she sighs, dropping her hand, and she pouts. Then her pout transforms into a smile, “well, this is just me purely telling you that the world doesn’t revolve around you and that you only have friends as you are famous, whereas it is because I am a good person.”

His mouth drops open.

Perhaps Harry is only messing with her.

“Plus, aren’t Hermione and Ron your only friends now.”“

At least I have friends you have none.”

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(Y/n) kicks the ground by the courtyard angrily.

At least she has been in a long and stable relationship and didn’t break up with him 'for his safety'.

What presumptuous bullshit, the wanker.

“What's wrong with you, love?” Draco gently wraps his arms around her from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder.

As if on reflex, she sinks into him, sighing softly and resting her eyes. Draco hums happily, gently rubbing her sides and midsection with his hands.

“My brother said I have no friends.”

The boy freezes, and his lip curls into a snarl. “Bloody Potter.”

“I know,” she scoffs, “but it’s just brothers and sisters playing, you understand.” She shuts her eyes again, leaning further into him.

Despite after the war, he began to eat properly, building up his strength so he can now hold her upright, whereas if it was the previous year when he was stressed, he wouldn’t have had the mental or physical strength to do so.

She made sure to fatten him up.

“No, I don’t know.”

She opens her eyes and holds back a groan.

There’s a pause.

“I don’t want our children to be so lonely.”

She audibly gasps and stands straight.

(Y/n) turns around, and her hands fly to her mouth as she sees him down on one knee.”

“I never thought that I would propose like this...”

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The Hall audibly gasp as (Y/n) Potter walks into the Great Hall, hand-in-hand with Draco Malfoy, Blaise and Pansy alongside them, also hand-in-hand.

“Oh my god.” Hermione gasps.

“What?”

“Ron, Harry, I think she’s engaged.”

“What?” Harry shoots up, pulling his arm from Ginny.

“There it is, a ring I have most certainly seen on the hand of Narcissa Malfoy.

You can imagine what happened next.

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Surprisingly, they didn’t break up.

Now they know they are going to be together for a long time.

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lampadaireetdeltaplane · 3 years

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Harry coming out to the Gryffindors :

Harry : Well, I was kinda worried you wouldn't accept me...

Ron : Why wouldn't we ? Dean and Seamus are dating since like... what ? Third year ?

Seamus : Second year, actually.

Harry : What ?! And y'all knew ?!

Neville : Why do you think they are always cuddling ?

Harry : Well, I thought there was different types of friendships...

Hermione : You've never caught them snogging ?

Ginny : Yeah, like, I thought the whole caste did.

Harry : Err no, I don't think I did. Or I just didn't notice it was them

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kayesfictioncharactershusbands · 3 years

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Prompts

I’m going to add more in the future so here is my prompts!

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#1. “You’re joking, right?”

#2. “I’m gonna murder you!”

#3. “What?! I’m sorry, you’re gonna what?!”

#4. “Sweetie I love you but please, don’t.”

#4. “Great, why did I marry you again?”

#5. It’s in between, you or him you can’t choose really.”

#6. “I still don’t understand how we get here.”

#7. “ That’s a bit harsh.”

#8. “Oh, I just love to be late, you know.”

#9. “Cold hearted, bitch? No, I’m just this way.

#10. “Like father, like daughter darlings.”

#11. “Hey, that’s my boyfriend/ girlfriend/brother/ sister you’re talking about!”

#12. “ I’m just lucky to be alive.”

#13. “Turn it off! Or you’ll get it!”

#14. “I’m stuck with you, and I don’t know if I’m gonna be happy or annoyed by it.”

#15. “I’m gonna tell you how stupid that is again, aren’t I?”

#16. “I’m not spoiled. I just get what I want.”

#17. “No, it doesn’t make sense.”

#18. “Love me or hate me, you’re stuck with me.”

#19. “At this point onward we’re just jinxing all of our plans.”

#20. “Wha - you’re not doing that!”

#21. “A beautiful disaster.”

#22. “You and _ are both similar, and you don’t see that?”

#23. “Wait, you can’t swim?”

#24. “I’m not entirely cruel, or cold hearted. We just need to prove ourselves to our parents.”

#25. “We are not our parents, you guys.”

#26. “I could kiss you right now.”

#27 “Hating me won’t solve anything.”

#28. “Look at me and try not to say something that won’t hurt me.”

#29. “Fuck it! If were gonna die, then we are.

#30. “No, I am not using sarcasm as my weapon. Yes, I am using it as a weapon.”

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mendesxruel · 3 years

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𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑

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𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐨 𝐞𝐫𝐚:

★ fred weasley;

★ george weasley;

★ harry potter;

★ hermione granger;

★ luna lovegood;

★ neville longbottom;

★ ron weasley;

★ seamus finnegan;

𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐞𝐫𝐚:

★ james potter;

★ remus lupin;

do not repost my works, please.

#harry potter #harry potter masterlist #neville longbottom #george weasley #remus lupin #james potter #the marauders #luna lovegood #luna lovegood masterlist #luna lovegood x y/n #luna lovegood x reader #luna lovegood headcanons #seamus finnegan #seamus finnegan headcanons #seamus finnegan x you #seamus finnigan

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slaymybreathaway · 10 months

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WASTELAND, BABY! 📼

Masterlist

Chapter List

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This story is named after the album Wasteland, Baby! by Hozier.

In the world of this fic, Hozier was a wizard who's music was released in the 1990s (bc I said so, lol)

Every other song/musical artist that I mention in this fic will be true to the timeline of the Harry Potter series.

You can find this playlist on my Spotify: ☆Mixtape☆ by NaoiseWasHere

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☆Neville's Mixtape☆

SIDE A

▪︎ Wasteland, Baby! - Hozier

▪︎ The Whole of The Moon - The Waterboys

▪︎ Dreams - The Cranberries

▪︎ Hello It's Me - Tod Rundgren

▪︎I Wanna Be Adored - The Stone Roses

SIDE B

︎▪︎ Would That I - Hozier

▪︎ Ticket To Ride - The Beatles

▪︎ Dancing In The Moonlight - Thin Lizzy

▪︎ She's Always A Woman - Billy Joel

▪︎ Heroes - David Bowie

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emerald-phoenix-dragon · 3 years

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"straight as a ruler"

Hey yall, here’s the long-awaited deamus fic that we’ve all been waiting for! If you want to follow my tumblr, it’s on my instagram profile now :). And if anyone from tumblr wants to follow my instagram, my handle’s @em.jade_dragon on there! Do like, share, save, reblog etc my posts, it really helps! More interaction (i.e interaction with my stories, commenting) would be very much appreciated :D. Anyways, without further ado, let’s get into things!

This is an eighth-year AU. TW/CW: food, alcohol, parties. stay safe everyone!

After the war, Professor McGonagall (now headmistress) invited all of the previous seventh-years back to Hogwarts to give them the chance to learn all of what they missed out on, as well as complete their NEWTs if they wished to do so. Most of the students did end up returning, even though a lot of them already had jobs (or offers that they had accepted).

The “eighth-years” were given their very own common room, and Dean was very glad for this.

It had been a relatively easy Saturday, and now, it was around 6pm, and the sun had just set. And because it was a Saturday, everyone was prepared for the event they all looked forward to - the weekly eight-year party. When Dean finally arrived on scene, albeit slightly late due to some solo quidditch practise (they didn't have any teams, but the eighth-years often had fun matches that were inter-house) to take his mind off something that had been bugging him for a while: Seamus. he couldn't quite put a finger on why he was having that nagging, butterfly-feeling in his stomach whenever he thought of his late best friend, but he kept on ignoring it hoping it'd go a way. He had the slightest suspicion what it might've been - after all, Dean was pretty sure he was pansexual, so it wasn't completely unexpected. But he'd intentionally tried to forget about it. He had, for a little, whilst he was outside, but now, as he entered the common room, he grew queasy again knowing his best friend would be looking for him.

As soon as he stepped foot inside, he noticed that a lot of people were already half-wasted. He must've been later than he thought.

"Dean-y, there you are!" He turned to see Ginny Weasley bounding towards him cheerfully, her eyes a little glassy. Other than that, she appeared to be pretty sober. "Gin, hey," Dean replied, giving her a light hug. They'd dated for a short while previously, but had broken it off after they both realised they were better of as friends. He was glad for that - they'd never have worked out, not when Ginny was practically in love with another classmate of theirs (spoiler alert - it wasn't Harry). He knew she, Neville and Luna had snuck into the party again. Not that anybody minded.

Ginny laughed loudly, and ran a hand through her cropped shoulder-length hair. She'd reportedly gotten Neville to cut it for her. "Needed a change", Dean remembered her telling him a month back. It suited her. "Dean, helloOo?" Ginny waved her hand in his face, and Dean blinked. "Come on, let's go say hi to everyone else!" she said, and promptly dragged him to the end corner of the room. There, on the couch, sat the golden trio, squished in with the bronze trio group. Neville and Luna were there too - Neville and Blaise were engaged in a flirty conversation on the floor, and Luna smiling fondly at them. She turned when Dean and Ginny approached.

"Oh, hello, Dean. How was quidditch practise?" she asked sweetly. He told her it was fine and she nodded. "Got a case of wrack spurts around you. Seamus, too."

Dean wondered what it meant. He was about to ask but before he could Ginny had strolled up to her girlfriend and had begun kissing Luna rather passionately. Sighing, he sat down near Blaise.

Hermione and Ron were cackling loudly with Pansy, who was telling a story involving Draco and the giant squid. Draco was silently sulking, leaning against Harry who was playing mindlessly with his partner's hair. "Dean, mate, you made it!" Harry said, nodding at him.

He smiled slightly. "Yeah. What'd I miss?" "Well, Dray here's been traumatised by Pansy and Ron and 'Mione-" "-They were not!-" Pansy cut in, now listening to the conversation as Hermione and Ron started discussing something about Percy Weasley and his new relationship with Oliver Wood.

Dean and Harry laughed. Malfoy scowled, but their eyes were light. "-Anyways, Ron and 'Mione and I had a fun time teasing Blaise and Nev, and at some point we were all dancing to ABBA music but we settled down again." Harry continued.

Ron nodded. He made a terrible impression of Parvati and Lavender, who had been singing along, before he stopped and seemed to remember something. "Oh yeah, and Seamus came looking for you. Not sure where he's gone now, but Luna said something about some girl rejecting him and now he's probably sulking-" Luna, by this point, had tuned into the conversation, with Ginny now sitting in her lap and gazing lovingly at her. "I never said she was a she, Ron. But yes, he had quite a lot of fuzz around his head." "You should go check on him, mate, he's your bestie!" Ginny suddenly exclaimed, her voice slurring. Dean nodded and got up, exiting the scene.

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Despite having left his circle of friends rather swiftly, Dean had been interrupted several times for small chats and drinks with people in the room before he could even start searching for Seamus. He'd heard the latest gossip from Padma Patil and Wayne Hopkins, been given a bottle of fire whisky from Theo Nott, and had discussed the uses of owl feathers with owl enthusiast Michael Corner. At this point he'd gotten rather tired and was a tad bit intoxicated.

He ended exiting the common room and heading down into a more quiet hallway to try and sober up, when he'd heard quiet sniffling in the corner. Curious, Dean cautiously approached the noise to find Seamus sitting hunched against the wall, a bottle cradled in his palms. When Dean approached him, Seamus looked up and wiped the tears from his eyes rather swiftly.

"Guess you finally decided to turn up whilst your best mate got his heart broken, huh?" he said bitterly, his Irish accent coming out thicker than it usually did. Dean's heart melted a little, and he felt incredibly guilty. "Seamus, I'm so sorry I was clearing my head out a bit at the quidditch pitch and lost track of time, I feel awful I-" Seamus put a hand up, telling him to stop. He stood up and put the bottle on the floor. Dean couldn't help but notice how soft Seamus' hair looked tonight, and how toned his muscles were through the thin school shirt. Seamus, unfortunately, noticed Dean's staring. "What're you staring at for?" "I- nothing", Dean said quickly, awkwardly scratching his neck, looking away at the wall for a second. He'd forgotten how incredibly fit the Irish boy was, even though he was both taller and more muscular than Seamus. They stood in silence a bit, before Seamus spoke up. "I asked someone out today. Thought I'd give m'self a shot, y'know? But they said no. It wasn't a girl who- who rejected me. It-" he breathed out shakily, and Dean realised how incredibly shattered he was, and put a hand on Seamus' arm without thinking about it too much. "-It was a guy. Stephen something from Ravenclaw."

Dean didn't know what to say. He had wondered if his best friend had been 'bent', but never really thought about it too deeply. Inwardly he felt his guts churn and he suddenly felt strangely content, but he wasn't sure why "I- I'm so sorry mate, that's awful," he began, and trying to lighten the atmosphere, continued, "Maybe Steph wasn't into white guys?" His best mate laughed, and it was a broken, hollow sound. "Thanks Dean-o, really makes meh feel better. Perhaps he's into you, eh?" "I- well I'm not into him-" he began, but Seamus cut him off. "Bloody no shit, you're straight as a ruler!"

"But I'm not. Straight as a ruler, you say. I'm- I think I'm pan, Shay." "I- what?" Somehow, without Dean realising, Seamus had brought his hands onto his chest. And now all he could feel was his calloused palms digging slightly onto his chest, over his erratically beating heart. "I thought I was the gay bloke out of the two of us! Like, I dunno, at least the only fruity one."

"I guess you thought wrong." Dean said awkwardly.

"I guess I did." They stood there for another minute, staring at each other.

And suddenly Dean remembered that he was still holding onto Seamus rather tightly, so he made to let go, when he felt hands sliding down to his waist and gripping him. Astonished, he glanced up from staring at the floor and looked into his best mate's deep brown eyes. He reached his other hand out unconsciously, cupping his chin. "Oh, for fuck's sake!" Shay said, the lilt in his tongue sounding for some reason really hot.

Next thing Dean knew, Seamus had crashed his lips onto him, pushing him into the opposite wall of the narrow corridor.

He didn't respond at first. Seamus stopped for a second, pulling back. "Kiss me back, you dolt, or I swear to merlin I'll be punching that fucking sexy face of yours-" Next thing Seamus knew, Dean was snogging him back.

~fin

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🌸Send Request🌸

I’m taking requests!

I write angst, fluff, and smut

The characters I write for are can be found here for Lightning Era and here for Marauder’s Era

And if there isn’t a character on the list you have a request for just lmk and I’ll probably add them❤️

Thank youuu

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archivesofthevoid · 3 years

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How the boys act when they're jealous/what they would do:

Here's some headcanons of how I think some of the hp boys would react to you being flirted with. This was made when I was very tired so apologies in advance??

Warning: Slight nsfw ahead!

Harry: Harry would stay silent but make it obvious by his body language that he's upset. He'd roll his eyes or give short and blunt responses until you literally have to GO to him to ask what's wrong. He doesn't outright say so you sort of have to pry it out of him but you bet your ass he gets a bit clingy afterwards.

Ron: Now, as a boy who always became last to his older brothers and even second place to the chosen one, it was very easy for this man to get jealous when your attention is on any man other than him. Not in a toxic way, but sometimes he gets a bit insecure with these things. Normally when he's jealous he storms off without a word - and most of the time you notice and chase after him. Once you get him alone, you have to argue a little to get him to admit he was jealous but not before a heavy makeout session and a few hickeys here and there where he can show you off to say "back off fuckers, this one's mine."

Draco: Dead silent. It's almost downright terrifying. He will grab you by your arm and drag you off to his or your dorm. He would rather die than admit aloud that he was jealous but the hickeys covering your neck, jaw, and chest followed by your messed up shirt make up for it. If you've really pissed him off, he's going to want you to make it up to him then and there.

Neville: Before he got his confidence, he would be on stand by and watch others flirt with you as he desperately tried to leave with you but to no avail did it work. Later on you would notice how sad he was and ask him what's wrong and he'd mumble it shyly that he didn't like how the others were flirting with you. You make it up to him by covering him in kisses and getting him all flustered. When he gains his confidence, he won't hesitate to grab you and swiftly kiss you on the lips before telling the others to back off. Needless to say it works.

George: This man isn't as bold as his twin, but if he sees someone flirting with you and he doesn't like it, he will grab you and throw you over his shoulder. He will not hesitate to smack your ass too and then flip off the others as he's leaving, with you kicking and screaming for him to put you down. He doesn't, not until you both reach his dorm. He then forces you into cuddles until he feels better or passes out. Maybe a makeout session too which leaves you hot and bothered before this mf goes to sleep.

Fred: This man. Oh this man. He will straight up make out with you in FRONT OF EVERYONE. Make you moan and whimper a little too just to show off. He gets such a hard on knowing he's the only one that can make you do that. He'll make out with you until whoever was flirting with you backs off and then he'll stop. That of course leaves you begging for more as you try to tug on his shirt. In which he just ignores you with the biggest grin on his face.

Dean: Will glare at the person until they get uncomfortable and leave. Then when you ask why they left, he will just shrug and ask if you want to go cuddle or do some couples activity. You always agree though, since you'd rather spend your time with Dean anyway.

Seamus: Ngl, probably would start cursing at them or insulting them so much that his accent pours in so much that the other person can't understand him. Meanwhile you're either laughing your ass off or trying to calm Seamus down. If the person doesn't run just by the insults, then they might get a black eye <3

Cedric: He's pretty cool about it. He doesn't show that he's jealous but whenever you aren't looking, will not hesitate to throw a dirty comment the other's way. He just tells the other person how good he makes you feel and how that person could never compare. But then he follows up with, "you can try to tell others I told you this, but they'll never believe you." Before the person runs off in horror. Gotta keep up that head boy reputation right?

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Snake Ring - Neville Longbottom

Warnings: none? kissing Slytherin! Reader (L/N)=Last Name Summary: The weasley twins spice up a party with a game of seven minutes in heaven

It was a lovely day for you so far. Professor Snape had sent you what must have looked liked a smile when returning your essay and classes couldn't have gone smoother. Now, you and your best mate, Draco Malfoy were headed to a party.

The second you stepped foot in the room of requirements, you were both dragged into a game of seven minutes in heaven, which you hadn't expected. It certainly wasn't a good idea if you wanted to stay sober since majority of the people playing were Gryffindors.

One of the Weasley twins asked you to put an object you carried with you in a cloth bag. Reluctantly, you took your ring off and dropped it in, but not before threatening him that he'd wake up in the black lake if there was so much as a scratch on it.

When all the ladies in the room, even Granger, had put something in the bag, the twins shoved it in their younger brother's face, willing him to go first. His face started blazing red when he got his eyes on the object. Behind him Fred and George loudly wolf-whistled. Granger's silver chain hung from the pads of his fingers.

'About time' you think, you were starting to think you'd lose the bet going on between you and Draco. Not that you'd ever tell him, of course.

"Who'd you wanna get?" Draco whispered, leaning closer to you. You looked around before answering. "I don't know. Maybe someone who probably looks super innocent but changes completely in that type of situation. You?"

He sighed, shaking his head "Anyone but pugface Parkinson." You stifled a laugh, looking up when the closet door opened and the twins passed the bag to their next victim. "I think that would would be our sweet Ms. (L/N). Careful, don't want to drop that."

Your eyes widened when you saw that the shy, rose-cheeked Neville Longbottom was the one to pick your ring. Could've been worse. "Remember, nothing happens, a shot of Firewhiskey to each of you, have fun!"

You adjusted the ring on your finger, letting yourself walk into the surprisingly spacious closet. When the door slammed shut and left the both of you alone in the dark room, you could sense Longbottom's nerves.

"Hey Longbottom." Nothing but the sound of a loud gulp. "You know, it's a school night, and I don't exactly feel like walking into McGonagall's class all hungover. It'd also take too long to brew an antidote for the headache. Do you want to walk into her class hungover?" You waited for his response patiently.

"I-uh-n-no." "Right, second question. Have you had your first kiss yet?" "I-um-no." He answer came out quicker this time, his voice sounding a little more confident. You walked to the corner he was standing in, wishing the twins hadn't taken your wand before locking you in so that you could get some light in the room.

When you found Neville, you put your hands on his shoulder, saying "Well then, you're about to have an exceptionally good one." You trailed your hands up to his jaw, making sure you wouldn't accidentally miss.

Slowly, you pulled him down to your level, taking your time to connect your lips in a nice, soft kiss. You pulled his body closer to yours and felt his hands touching your waist. You took them in yours, firmly pressing them onto your hips.

His hands started roaming around your torso, but before you could get too carried away, you pulled away. Something resembling a whine escaped Neville's throat and you grinned. "What, you liked that?" You asked teasingly. He hummed, pressing his body deeper into yours.

You pecked his lips quickly, yours arms loosely tied around his neck. "Time's up!" You heard someone yell, so you walked away from Neville and to the door that had just begun opening.

When you politely declined the offer of a big shot of Firewhiskey from the twins, wolf-whistles and cheers rung out from around the room. Neville walked out of the closet seconds after you, receiving pats on the back from his mates.

In the few seconds that he had been back in the room, his face had gained a lot of colour and he risked a glance towards you, looking down when you made eye contact.

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