#so uhhh draco is DEAD dead
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the boy in the portrait
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This is based off a little snippet I wrote which honestly isn't much (since I have absolutely no writing skills) but was more of a "I need to write this down before it disappears forever from my brain" kind of rush.
This takes place in an AU where Draco didn't make it out of the Fiendfyre, but the war is won and done. The Ministry has ordered a cleanup and seizes pureblood residences, namely Malfoy Manor, and Harry volunteers to inspect the property. He doesn't know why he did, but still apparates to the front gate, in a sort of trance since the Room of Requirement incident, not fully understanding why he's feeling so.
As he walks up the spiraled stairs and down the long corridors, it hits him that he's in the Malfoy ancestral home, the very place where Draco grew up. The eerie quiet is interrupted by the sound of a child crying and murmured shushes from a further corridor up the path. When he follows the sound, he's greeted by a long line of portraits, all old and dead, glaring at Harry before sharply turning and disappearing into their paintings.
He continues down the path until he gets to the very last portrait—a young boy crying, fisted hands covering his face. The other portraits tell him to "pipe down that noise" before vanishing, leaving only Harry and the young boy. When Harry approaches the smaller boy in the portrait to ask if he's alright, he stops dead in his tracks. It's Draco. A much younger Draco who looks to be around 6 or 7, much smaller than his first year at Hogwarts with his signature white blond hair and not-so-pointy chin.
Young Draco sniffles, wipes away his tears, and looks up at Harry, confused about who he is. He asks where his mother and father are and how lonely he is here. He explains how he "woke up" one day in this portrait and feels scared. How all the other portraits (namely Great Great Aunt Belvina and Grandfather Cygnus) won't answer his questions and only tell him to be quiet.
Harry stares at the younger Malfoy absentmindedly. He tells Draco he's here to stay for a while and asks if he has any messages for Lucius and Narcissa. "They're out right now but they'll be back shortly," he says, and young Draco's eyes light up. Draco finds a willing listener in Harry and tells him about how sad he is here, how delightfully boring it is, about his new toy dragon from Diagon Alley and about that one time Pansy and Theo fell face first in a puddle of mud as he and Blaise had watched, giggling while saying so.
Harry quietly listens, noticing he still points his nose up tauntingly while teasing and the way his haughty air or confidence seems to permeate the conversation. Harry tries to absorb all that he can, overlapping this young Draco with his Draco—noticing their similarities and difference where one is all childlike innocence and laughter, while the other only a mere husk of a boy towards his final days.
Young Draco tells Harry about his first flying lesson and his new broomstick when he suddenly asks if Harry knows "Harry Potter." Shocked, Harry asks how he knows the name when Draco, going a bit red in the ears, replies back how he's going to be Harry's best friend at Hogwarts ("once my letter arrives in a few years!") he says proudly. He tells Harry how he's made father buy out all the books on "Harry Potter" and how mother reads them to him nightly.
Draco makes Harry promise not to tell anyone, sharing that he only revealed it to so because he had shared so much already. Harry promises and, feeling a bit disheartened, says he needs to go, but he'll come back soon. Young Draco pouts and whines but understands, reminding Harry to pass along the message to Lucius and Narcissa. He waves goodbye, on the promises of "I'll see you later," and disappears into his portrait. Harry watches the boy vanish, then turns to leave down the corridor he came.
Walking down the stone path back to the gate, he recalls a boy with teary eyes surrounded by scorching flames and another boy dreaming of befriending the Boy Who Lived. He leaves Malfoy Manor feeling choked and a little worse than when he arrived.
#harry potter#draco malfoy#i cannot write for shit but i hope this was somewhat legible if at least entertaining#i hope???#I TRIED#portraits only come to life once the subject is confirmed deceased#so uhhh draco is DEAD dead
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Married to a Brute Chapter 2 now up!
"So, did you read Night Terrors? Howlingoblin’s latest Golazar that I owled you?"
"Uhhh....yeah."
"Did the snake part absolutely blow your mind?"
"Yeah…yeah the snake. That snake killed so many people."
"Killed so many people?? What are you talking about? The only snake part in the whole story is when Sal has tied up Godric spread-eagled on his bed and then he commands the snake in parseltongue to....you know.."
Gregory looked a bit green in the face.
"How did you miss that part? That story is famous for that part."
"Actually Draco, I've been reading Golga fics lately. I really like those."
Draco was gobsmacked. "Golga? Surely you don't mean Godric and Helga Hufflepuff!"
His instinct was to savagely make fun of that pairing because who even read Golga fics?? There was no contention, no dilemma, nothing to make the plot interesting. Godric and Helga probably just held hands and skipped around a field of daisies with a litter of crups on their heels. He managed to temper himself though. Gregory's friendship was important to him and he didn't want to hurt his feelings. He didn't want to be like Pansy, coldly dismissing what your friends said.
"Oh!" he remarked, "But...isn't that...you know..boring?"
Gregory's face had lit up. "No. They're really sweet, and romantic. Plus, Golazar fics are so dark. I feel really uncomfortable reading those.”
“What do you mean?”
Greg looked a bit scared, so Draco tempered his expression. “What do you mean?” he repeated in a sweeter voice.
“It’s just..the last three stories you sent me had Salazar holding Godric prisoner in a dungeon and manipulating him into having sex.”
“That’s just one type of stories. I thought you liked those. There’s all sorts of Golazar fics. There’s one in which Sal sacrifices his life to save Godric and Godric only realizes after he’s dead. It’s a real tearjerker. I’ll owl you that one.”
Gregory was avoiding eye contact and looking guilty. “I’ve tried others but they all have a dark vibe. It makes me feel weird.”
He was beginning to feel offended. “Well it’s just fiction. You don’t have to be so judgmental about it.”
“No Draco No! I’m not being judgmental. I’ve always thought you had great taste. It’s just not for me personally. Honestly, I can see the appeal of the ship though. It’s so intense. It’s like you and Potter.”
Draco felt himself go red in the face. He gave an embarrassed laugh. “No it’s not. Godric and Sal are friends to enemies to lovers. Potter and I were never friends. And now we’re…we’re just enemies.”
“Golazar isn’t real though, but you’re going to marry Potter,” replied Gregory, sincerely, without any hint of irony.
#drarry#drarry fic#hpdm#harry potter#draco malfoy#hpdm fanfic#dramatic Draco Malfoy#oblivious Harry Potter#Fanfic writer Draco Malfoy#Draco ships Golazar#Gregory Goyle#Loyal friend Gregory Goyle#arranged marriage fic#crack fic
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Maybe Boggarts aren't so bad...
So, hello! First post to tumblr...
Uhhh, had this idea for a while, thought about posting it to see what the great wide tumblr-web would think. Let me know? Maybe? I'll stop rambling now and include more stuff at the bottom, maybe take a read when you're done :)
Context: My O/C (Robin Weiss) was childhood friends with Draco but after being sorted into Hufflepuff and not Slytherin like her parents and family line had been, a divide was created. This is in the third year when they begin to warm up to each other. I tried to follow the specific chapter of the book in terms of the background characters, but please forgive my "artistic liberties" in fulfilling this idea. I have more stuff to post but again, you can find more info at the bottom. Cheers!
Word count: 2,800~
Only two spaces from the front of the line, Robin stared at the battered wooden floors, more afraid of what her greatest fear was than the idea of the Boggart itself.
It could be anything… Storms, Dementors… Draco…
She stole a peek at Draco. He was further back in the queue, leaning against the shorter bookshelves that lined the walls, staring off into the distance as Parkinson giggled at something Zabini had just whispered in her ear. She nudged Draco, hoping to garner a similar reaction once he heard what was so funny but he was very much unresponsive, almost as if his consciousness had left his body. Robin turned back to the floor, counting the number of knots in the wooden board she was standing on, desperately wishing her turn would never come.
Screams sounded and she snapped her head back up when the Boggart met with Pavarti Patil, the girl in front of her. With an odd squelching noise, it morphed into a mummy that looked worse for wear. Its bandages hung tattered and singed, the only sign noting that it was human, besides its most human-like shape, was the single eye poking out from a gap in the wrappings around the face and fingers where the bandages had been worn off. It was ghastly, Robin understood immediately what the commotion was about.
“R-Riddikulus!” Parvati stammered, her wand shaking wildly in her hand. The other was currently being used to partially cover her face so she didn’t have to see the monster that was limping towards her.
“Again! This time with more conviction! Be brave Pavarti!” Professor Lupin called from the sidelines. He stood, arms crossed, on the opposite side of the room, watching the students perform their task of the day. His brows furrowed in worry, perhaps he doubted she would be able to do it.
With a shaky breath, Parvati tore her hand away from her face and refocused her aim. Eyes shut tightly, she yelled, “Riddikulus!” and with a pop!, the mummy groaned in distress, its wrappings beginning to unwind, tripping the monster who fell flat on its face, its head bouncing away.
“Wonderful! Excellent work Pavarti!” Professor Lupin clapped, walking over and giving her a pat on the shoulder. “Why don’t you go sit down, you look a little pale." Lavender Brown, who had gone before Pavarti, guided her to a row of seats in the back, away from most of the excitement so she could have a moment of peace.
The Professor turned to Robin. “Ms. Weiss? I believe it is your turn.” He stretched out an arm, guiding her to stand in front of the decayed body.
Robin cringed at the sight of the detached head on the floor then jumped when it rolled over on its own. The only visible eye felt like it was piercing her mind, searching carelessly and tearing at some invisible force in her skull but as soon as the sensation washed over her, it waned away.
Apparently the Boggart found what it was hunting for.
The room immediately flooded with darkness, the background chatter died away instantly. Everyone stood in apprehension until a light came on, illuminating a lump on the floor. As Robin’s eyes adjusted, she made out… herself?
There she was, lying on the floor, her eyes puffy and face tear-stricken. She wasn’t dead, only proven by the slight rise and fall of her chest under her robes, but she looked as if all light had been sucked from her soul. This sight wasn’t profoundly scary in the moment, in fact, Robin stepped closer, more curious to find out why this was even here; As far as she could recall, she wasn't afraid of darkness.
Then the deafening sound of laughter filled her ears.
Slight blue wisps were the only semblance of figures against the pitch black background. They stood in defined groups wearing broad grins, cackling and pointing at Boggart-Robin who lay limp on the ground. She watched in horror as her lifeless body began to melt away, seeping into the cracks in the floorboards and out of sight. The only part of her left behind was her face, which took the form of a mask and lay quite still. Its expression was morphed into a silent scream, eyes shut tight and mouth open wide.
As if petrified, Robin couldn’t find it within herself to move, to do… anything.
“-eiss!” She heard a voice call, but it sounded distant and detached from this new reality she had now found herself in; devoid of people and life, nothing but the image of her agony to keep her company.
“RIDDIKULUS!” Someone roared next to her. A loud bang! rang out and a flash of orange blinded Robin but it was soon replaced by the image of a lively festival, people bustling and vendors selling their wares. She felt a hand grab her upper arm and drag her away from the sight. Only when she discerned something hard under her thighs did she begin to gain wariness. Faint whispers reached her ears and she smelled something that reminded her of the forest and fireplaces. There was a lot of green on the figure in front of her, Robin noted, as their fingers snapped sporadically in her face.
“Robin! Snap out of it!” Hands were placed on her shoulders shaking her gently and she blinked, as if waking up from a bad dream.
Draco was kneeling in front of her bench row, eyes searching hers for any sign of recognition and awareness. She blinked again. Something hot and warm hit her skirt, she could feel the little spot grow damp and darken her already dark-grey piece of clothing.
“Dr-Draco?” Robin noted her voice was weak, as if she hadn’t used it for a month. She swallowed. It felt like hot knives were mangling her throat, grating it raw and stinging her vocal cords.
He nodded and started to rise but stopped when a chilled hand grabbed at his. "Please don't… g-go." Robin mumbled, she turned to stare at the floor as her other hand toyed with the hemmed edge of her skirt.
“Hey. You’re alright.” He ran his thumb over the back of her hand, kneeling back down. "I'll be right back, I need to grab something that will help you."
Robin nodded and held her breath, counting the seconds it took for Draco to return.
One, two, three… fifteen, sixteen… thirty-eight, thirty-nine-
“Here.” Someone shoved a Chocolate Frog into view. She exhaled, sniffling and wiping her face on the sleeve of her robes as the comforting smell of the confectionery treat hit her full on, filling her up with warmth and happier thoughts. Robin tried her very hardest to retain some of that warmth for herself.
She looked up, taking the sweet from Draco as he took her other hand in return. His face was etched in worry, his eyebrows knitted together in a way she'd never seen before but he still smothered on that characteristic frown, his lips pressed into a firm line.
"Is she alright?" Asked Professor Lupin as he hurried into view, "How did you know?" He raised a brow and gestured to the chocolate but didn't inquire any further when Draco shrugged.
"Five points to Slytherin for quick thinking and helping a fellow student." He patted Draco's shoulder before kneeling down in front of Robin, who had since taken a few bites of the sweet. Colour had started to return to her face but that was the only indication she wasn't fear stricken, her body still hunched and stiff as a board.
"Are you ok?" Professor Lupin attempted a comforting smile but he just looked sad. Robin gave a noncommittal hum, her eyes appeared glazed over as she continued to take small bites of the Chocolate Frog. She was mechanical in her movements, as though she could do nothing else but move the chocolate to her lips and back down.
Robin heard a sigh and Draco fell into view again, dropping into a squat beside the Professor, her hand still held firmly in his grasp. "I think she just needs some time, others are still waiting for their turns." Professor Lupin nodded and stood back up with minimal effort for a man of his age, striding back to the row of students and acting as if nothing had happened. Soon, the lesson continued as usual, classmates screamed at the sight of their fears before performing the jinx, but it all sounded far away. Robin made no effort to interact with the world outside her mind.
Draco scooted back onto the bench opposite her in the row, elbows resting on his knees, his hands now clasped around hers as if trying to transfer heat. "Weiss?" He nudged her foot with his, trying and failing to draw out a response.
So he did what he always knew calmed her in times of stress; He talked to fill the silence of her mind.
"I'm actually a little grateful that you went before me." He stole a glance at Robin who was still as attentive as a rock. Returning his gaze to the windows that overlooked the grounds, he grumbled, "I have a hint of who'd have shown up if I'd gone. I'm sure it would have been a proper sight for Potty, Weasel, and the Bookworm to witness me freeze-up at the mere sight of the old bloke."
Draco dropped his head with a sigh, allowing his eyes to scan the floor. The mid day sun that shone through the windows casted bright rays onto the wooden boards beneath their feet. He tracked the dust that floated through the air with little interest, and thankfully, a small sigh in front of him quickly drew back his attention.
Robin, well her eyes anyway, had gained a semblance of normality. They watched him with a seemingly scrutinising gaze.
"So you're all good then?" Draco hummed. He felt as if he had to forcibly drag his eyes away from hers, yanking them over to the students in the queue. He chuckled when Ron squealed, face to face with an enormous arachnid, sputtering and skittering away as it moved closer.
"Sorry," Robin mumbled, pulling his attention back. She frowned, "You must be embarrassed to be here with your mates watching." She started to remove her hand but his grip tightened and he levelled his eyes with hers. "I'm not leaving here until you say you're alright, Birdie."
A pang spasmed in her chest and Robin blinked again, another residual tear sliding down her cheek at the gentle reassurance. She hadn't heard that nickname in a long while and hated herself for her involuntary reaction.
She set the half-eaten sweet on the table beside her and wiped her face with her now free hand, a small sigh escaping her.
A pregnant pause seated itself with them as Draco resumed running the pad of his thumb over the back of her hand, a comforting touch he knew she liked.
"I saw your fear." Draco muttered, addressing the Erumpent in the room which rewarded him an 'obviously' and another quiet exhale.
"Hey." He gently tugged her hand bringing her puffy-eyed gaze back to his morose one, "I… I felt guilty, seeing it. Reminded me of our first year… when I…" His voice drifted off but she understood all the same.
"It's alright… in the past." Robin shrugged, a sad smile plastered on her face, "Can't do much about it now."
Draco frowned. "You'd give up on me so easily?"
"You did."
There was a weighted silence once more, only broken by the firing of jinxes and wails, before Draco summoned up the courage to speak again, "You're right and I want to make it better. They're not as witty and interesting as you are," He nodded over his shoulder at the group of Slytherins who were eyeing this interaction with unrelenting disdain, "I miss your company and our inside jokes and I'm a sodding git for letting go what was good, not realising that I'd had it till it was gone." He let out a long exhale.
"Merlin's beard…" He muttered, glancing up at her surprised expression before dropping his head again, letting go of her hand to wipe his face, as if he could rub off his guilt and wash it away with soap later.
"Thank you," Robin whispered, relaxing her features, "I was wondering when you'd come around." She playfully nudged one of his arms that rested on his knees, his body swaying slightly in response. "Godric knows it takes a lot out of a Malfoy to apologise." She let out a small, breathy laugh.
Merlin, he missed that laugh. He grumbled, rolling his eyes, "Don't go expecting more, bloody well murder my pride while you're at it why don't you." She laughed more heartily this time, a distinct sound breaking through the background noise of the classroom. It filled his soul with warmth, hearing her amusement.
"Noted. Well you're free to go now, I'm alright." She sighed, a happier smile replaced her sullen one from moments before, pleased that she reached her Draco-interaction quota as it was sure to last until next week.
He scoffed, "I've changed my mind, I don't want the cauldrons swapping when my father pops out of that cupboard. I think I'll stay here until the bell."
There was an eruption of applause which prompted the two of them to look up. Professor Lupin was standing in front of Harry, the Boggart having taken the form of a glowing white orb, as the Professor dragged Neville back into the fray, commanding him to finish it off.
“Riddikulus!” Neville bellowed, noticeably more confident. The image of Snape in his frilly dress, the first form that the Boggart had morphed into, had vanished, exploding into a thousand miniscule wisps of smoke and magic.
Neville started laughing and other students joined in, the class was soon chortling and giggling at what had just occurred in the past hour. Lively chatter joined the ambiance of the room and Robin discerned the sound of a short exhaling-laugh from Draco in the commotion before he turned back to face her, expression softening.
“What a day,” Robin smiled, shaking her head, “I guess we’re both too afraid to face what scares us most.”
It was Draco's turn to sigh, “As much as I would love to disagree with you, you’re probably right.”
Robin nudged his arm again, a cheeky grin spreading across her face, “You prat, you hate it when I’m right.”
“You've made it difficult to hate you as of late.”
Robin stared at him, a little taken aback if she was being honest with herself. She didn’t quite know what to say, but as the age-old Muggle proverb she learned about in Muggle Studies went, she was 'saved by the bell'.
Its ring droned for longer than usual, at least she thought so, because by the time it ended, students were already clamouring to get out the door. Draco cleared his throat, patting his knees before standing up, offering a small nod as he turned to leave.
"Wait, Draco," Robin blurted, she didn't even plan what she was going to say as he turned back around. "Um, th-thank you." She stammered. "You didn't have to help… with everything, you know, uh… it was nice of you." She avoided his gaze, not sure of what she'd see if she raised her head.
"I'd do it for any friend," She scoffed, forgetting her worries and glancing up as he continued, a frown on his face, "Don't look so chuffed," He rushed before she could retort, "Wouldn't want your 'Hufflepuff righteousness', or whatever bollocks you have imbued in you now, to get confused.
Snorting, Robin stood to join him. "My 'Hufflepuff righteousness' has nothing to do with how I see you treat the people you care for. It's nice to know you still consider me a friend." She batted her eyelashes for a teasing effect.
"I never said that-"
"Yes you did-"
"You're delusional-"
"Maybe so, but you haven't told me to 'sod off' yet so-"
"Oh sod off-"
"There it is."
Draco scowled and marched towards the door, leaving Robin in her well-deserved glory of finally having won an argument, a feat she first achieved six years ago.
He had tried to argue that 'Stupefy' was the strongest stunning spell, and to prove him wrong, she nicked her mother's wand and 'Petrificus Totalus'ed him. She was grounded for a week when he was found a quarter-hour later, via her instruction, face down in a bed of flowers in his back garden. He was sneezing for days due to a bad pollen allergy but in all fairness, she didn't know about it until then.
She smiled at the thought of him sitting in his bed, puffy-eyed and red-nosed, that classic scowl plastered on his face. Giddy that she could get into his head again, her heart soared over the fact that she actually had a full conversation with him since their last argument under the Ash tree over the summer.
Whether or not others considered arguments to be conversations was none of her concern as she nabbed her softening Chocolate Frog and strode over to her desk to collect her belongings, thanking Professor Lupin for his assistance and striding out the door, smiling as brightly as the afternoon sun.
Maybe Boggarts aren't so bad...
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(I don't know if I'm worthy of upgrading to unique and fancy line breaks yet, haha)
If you made it down here, thanks for doing so! Your interest means a lot to me. This was meant to be a one-off but then I kept daydreaming and more ideas flooded in so yes, I wrote them so I do have a tad bit more to post if more people want this... don't know why you would to be frank but hey, I've been consuming fanfiction for so long, it's only fair I've started to give back haha
I'm thinking about turning this into a full on thing though. In writing this, I did create a timeline and I have the "Ash tree argument" ready to post but maybe people would prefer I start from the beginning and see it later.. who knows! (Not me... obviously (Please let me know!))
More about me though!
Hi, my name is not Robin and I'm American (But I get made fun of for using British-isms (Is that a word? I do not know...)) although I tried very hard not to be when writing this (duh, it's set in England) but if I am trying too hard or not enough, please let me know! (With tips would be fantastic :o)
Also, I know the character's name is Robin, but I'm totally fine with creating a reader-insert (Y/N type beat) if people prefer that, I tend to read more of those anyway. Opinions?
Uhh, what more do I say... I have two dogs? They're quite nice... I like to read... hmm, that's about it, yeah.
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Ok, I think that's it. This is getting annoying to scroll though, I never expected to write so much but hey, more for you to enjoy (maybe?) So again, last time, let me know what you think! I sincerely appreciate any and all feedback! Have a great day and thanks for stopping by!
(Now to figure out how to title this...)
(Update from two minutes later: I did it )
(Update from 4 hours later: I did more editing for a smoother read)
#draco malfoy#draco fic#hogwarts oc#hogwarts era#ocs#female reader#harry potter#professor lupin#i dont know what else to tag#:)#fanfic#partially researched#friends to lovers#arrangement#comfort#ok ill shut up now
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uhhh
so monsieur, and winston can all be ruled out for obvious reasons
victor and vincent are probably together
john and emanon are dead as hell so probably not them
you said it was a man which rules out zalmona and vanora
you said no to it being draco
which narrows it down to dino and claude
never said they were from myers corp
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so, reposting this bc i realised reblogs dont seem to appear on searches on tumblr lmfao
lighthearted rant abt why the galarian fossil pokemon shouldnt be alive!!/pos
ill go in dex order, dracozolt-arctozolt-dracovish-arctovish
dracozolt!! the combination of the bird and drake fossils, by far the LEAST fucked up of the galarian fossils, but it still has some clear issues to point out
after analyzing the living halves AND the fossils/descriptions you can pretty easily figure out what all 4 of the halves are roughly based after, the draco half causes some confusion but after the dex states that dracozolt is herbivorous, and the front half zolt clearly being a species of small feathered dromaeosaurid like raptors (possibly something like microraptor or archeaopteryx due to the bird fossils description stating it could fly, which no dromaeosaurs did but some were thought to glide!!) and those basically all being carnivorous, we can figure out draco is the herbivorous half, leading me to believe its some type of stegosaurid now, with a front half thats carnivorous and a back half thats herbivorous thats GOT to cause some issues, not getting proper nutrition, not having proper ways to digest certain things one half needs, etc, if we go with what the dex says (which the dex is CLEARLY not very reliable for these pokemon but lets just use it here) that its herbivorous the zolt half could be receiving malnutrition and having trouble eating the correct food the center of balance!
its probably thrown off by the obvious size difference and the fact that stegosaurids are quadrapeds, while dracozolt is a biped. if it falls over its pretty fucked but thats pretty normal for large theropods tbh
there could be some issues with body temperature, but im not sure, smaller things get colder faster and bigger things get hotter faster
thats all i have to say for dracozolt!!
Arctozolt
arctozolt is the combination of the dino and bird fossils and was my first galar fossil! theyve got some VERY clear issues and a few less clear ones to address, but they are Definitely not enjoying coming back from the dead 💖
first, what IS the arcto half? judging by what we can see i think its most likely to be a type of plesiosaur, it could also be some other aquatic reptiles like ichthyosaurs but i think plesiosaurs are more likely
arctozolt is. cold. duh, the freezing half of an ice type plesiosaur and a small dromeasaur is probably leaving lil zolt pretty chilly and uncomfortable, please give them a scarf
if you take a look back at dracozolt and compare to arctozolt, youll notice the upper torso and most of the arms are inside arctos? blubber? scales? one of those two! not only does this leave the hands nearly useless it also means that if the bones, muscle, flesh, etc, are still present it could definitely cause some health issues, including messing with organs
arctozolt is CLEARLY not supposed to be walking, a terrestrial animal was combined with an aquatic one to result in uh. broken flippers probably, aquatic animals can get VERY heavy and the flippers were clearly never designed to handle that weight, its likely highly uncomfortable to walk on them and probably causes many injuries including broken bones
Dracovish
oh FUCKING boy/lh the combination of the drake and fish fossils dracovish is a NIGHTMARE of a pokemon, a head on a tail, an aquatic creature combined with a terrestrial one, a carnivore combined with an herbivore, this is my least favorite galar fossil
firstly, whats the vish half? this is the only galarian fossil you can get an exact genus for, vish is almost certainly based of dunkleosteus, a prehistoric fish that had one FUCK of a jaw!
now, as stated above the picture dracovish has the same conflicting diet issue dracozolt has, draco being an herbivore and vish most likely being a carnivore like dunkleosteus, i wont go into too much detail because i already did with dracozolt
center of balance comes up once again, i dont think i need to elaborate much but with how it just. Is. theres no way this guy walks very straight, its also fucked if it falls just like dracozolt
dracovishs head is attached to its tail, that parts obvious, but this is CERTAINLY ***HIGHLY*** uncomfortable, stegosaurid tails should NOT be bent like that as well as just the effort it most likely takes to keep it up, also its head is upside down if it actually puts its tail back down, ALSO the spiky plates on dracos tail could very well harm itself if it gets too unlucky so.
dracovish has no throat unless cara liss decided to ACTUALLY put effort into these frankensteins monsters and put a throat in the tail theres no way it can uh. really do anything, eat, breathe air, drink water, yea
speaking of breathing!! does it? have lungs? the front half of draco being cut off could make it so theres no lungs, and vish most likely doesnt even have gills and if it DID have FUNCTIONING gills thatd bring up a whole NEW issue about how this thing CANT swim, no buts it just Cant
SPEAKING of it not having specific organs, does it have a HEART??? does it???? does it???????
theres so much about dracovish i probably forgot something/srs anyways!
Arctovish
arctovish is the combination of the dino and fish fossils, and the last one of the galarian fossils!!!!!
arctovish is probably the normalest LOOKING of the galarian fossils, until you realise its. head is on upside down, the pokedex, although unreliable for these pokemon i have a reason to believe what it says here, states this:
it has "trouble eating its prey" and "breathing difficulties" caused by its flipped head
it could have issues similar to arctozolt because of the freezing ice type arcto, but i feel itd be better than arctozolts issues
so uhhh thats it! thats my whole ass essay on why the galarian fossils are in constant pain/cant Live!
i spent an hour of my life on this, please reblog it/lh
#pokemon#dracozolt#arctozolt#dracovish#arctovish#galar fossils#fossil pokemon#im not putting all the tags i had on the original post here/lh#anyways#have a good day tumblr dot com users!!#edit bc i forgor 💀 the dracovish image BAHAKSHKSH
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Uhhh 13 for Sirius, 2, and 7?
hello anon! thanks for the ask 💜
2. Are there any popular fandom OTPs you only BroTP?*
ahh see, this is hard bc i’m flexible in that i can read most ships either way. (plus i can’t really differentiate between romantic and platonic lmao) but i guess if i had to choose, maybe ron/harry? 🤔 james/remus too is hard for me, ngl. i see them as really good friends, but i can’t see james being in love with him.
7. Is there anything you used to like but can’t stand now?*
i’m gonna refrain from beating the dead horse here and say indy!harry fics. i used to love the ffn variety, badass! op! harry fics so much but it’s become really hard to read them now. also drarry oh my god. i was really into it at one point, but the way so many of them characterise harry bugs me sm. the draco/slytherin superiority and writing harry as some sort of idiot just doesn’t do it for me. it’s one thing to expect draco apologism in darkfic, but in postwar? eighth year? making him out to be some sort of victim? nah.
13. Unpopular opinion about (Sirius)
sirius black is not a drama queen. the shrieking shack scene aside, he was always remarkably self-composed and relied on forced politeness and clipped, short sentences in situations where he’s not comfortable.
but, that was lukewarm- the truly unpopular opinion i have is i don’t think he was entirely in the wrong for how he treated kreacher. i know the entire system is problematic af but kreacher was horrendously insulting guests in his house, directly to their face, deliberately provoking them. (makes me wonder, though, if house elves are bound to follow every order, why sirius didn’t just tell him to quit it with the slurs 🤔). i also imagine that kreacher took a great amount of vindictive pleasure whenever sirius was punished during his childhood and sirius has that association in mind. of course, i know that still doesn’t paint sirius in a great light bc of the power imbalance but compared to everything he could do, verbally cruelty doesn’t rank that high in my list of issues.
From this salty ask game!
#sirius black#listen i told u it was going to be unpopular#i just cannot be arsed to care about fictional oppression when kreacher was such a little bitch#it’s the same as me not caring about little snerp vs the marauders#all in fiction tho. we don’t moralise about rl or draw direct parallels here (ง’̀-‘́)ง#the thing with remus/james is—i can see why it would work#but in my mind james is rly het lol#he’s just not that interested in guys. sirius is his one exception because they’re soulmates#(see this is the *true* unpopular opinion in this ask lmao)#ask game#pen’s asks
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i'm not gonna wait till it happens to Ajax, i'm writing this painful fanfic NOW
When the warrior entered Sunbreeze Grove though the portal, there were a few things he didn't expect.
He didn't expect to hear Dove arguing with someone...
And he didn't expect to hear Scalla raise her voice.
He really didn't need this right now...
It had been... he wasn't sure. But it was the anniversary of His death. His sacrifice. Ajax could feel the ghost of a hand in his, slipping though his fingers like air. He could hear his own voice crying out to Him- he needed to ground himself and Sunbreeze Grove was perfect for that. Hector was helping too, but there was so much the dragon could do for his adopted brother. He couldn't wrap is young and destructive mind around the concept of heart break; loss and grief Hector seemed to have a concerningly tight grasp of, but things that were a bit more abstract we're still new.
Ajax could handle the fact that Tomix wasn't into him. That was fine, he cherished their friendship and wouldn't change it... but it seemed Tomix also cherished it.
"You didn't keep your promise." Tomix's brother had said at the funeral.
the memory stung and Ajax stopped in his steps to take a deep breath. He didn't want that man's words affecting him, he seemed to like saying cruel things and live as if he was superior to everyone his words hurt. The man's voice only upset the warrior so he took a few more deep breaths.
"Five things you can see." Hector's voice entered Ajax's mind. He was glad the little guy was using words now. Just sad its because of how much he missed Ajax.
"Okay." he said, turning his head and looking around the space just before the portal. "I see the bay... grass... The Guardian tower... dirt...you."
"four things you can feel." Hector nudged him though the portal. seemed he also wanted to get to sunbreeze grove.
"Uhhh-" he stepped though the portal. "-the portal... my gloves... hood...armor padding."
There was a calmness about the grove that washed over Ajax, his eyes closing and thoughts wandering to more peaceful things.
"three things you can hear." Hector wandered over to the lake and started taking a sip.
"You sipping the water...the wind...S-" Ajax's eyes snapped open. "Scalla?"
Hector whipped his head around, water dripping from his mouth and tilted his head. He gulped the water and stared at Ajax. "I hear Dove."
There was a shout and the two stared at each other. They defiantly just both heard Scalla.
This isn't the first time they've crossed paths or timestreams with The Other Hero- he regularly goes to her inn at the edge of time to catch up and she visits his, but this would be the first time outside of a space that seemed to bend reality. As he got closer to what was becoming a shouting match Ajax realized he... wasn't sure how ready he was to hear what the argument was about.
"The Void is NOTHINGNESS!" Dove almost growled. "If he fell into it, he is gone!"
"He Can't Be GONE!" Scalla surely growls. "When a soulweaver dies they go to the elemental plane spirits- and he WASN'T THER!"
Ajax had stopped at the edge of the fountain area. The void dragons and Elysia all glanced at him before turning their attention back to the two dangerous people getting dangerously heated. Dove had an air of power around him, his expression a mixture of tired and angry while the dragonlord was standing on trembling legs and her visor was up.
Ajax had never seen the visor up before- and he isn't sure how to process the fact that the first time he is seeing her actual eyes they are full of tears. Draco was in a similar state- only, his tears seemed to be held back better than Scalla's.
"Whats going on?" he asks, because he wants to be sure. He wants to KNOW that they are talking about what he thinks they are talking about.
Dove huffs and looks at Ajax. "Scalla here can't let go of a dead man."
"And Dove thinks I should give up on any and every ounce of hope I HAVE!"
Ajax... has never heard Scalla so load before.
"All because he doesn't understand what a soulweaver is." Draco adds with a bit of sass.
Ajax sits in the grass and takes a deep breath. "So you are talking about Tomix."
He REALLY didn't need this today. He wanted to calm down, relax, mourn in peace- not be audience to a shouting match about-
wait.
"Wait." He looked up at Scalla. "You're right, he wasn't in the-"
"Stop." Dove shot a glare at the human.
Ajax stood up. "But Dove, I- WE! oh we BOTH did it, didn't we?" He looks at Scalla for confirmation. "When we did Zeuster's stupid tasks!"
"That is the last time anyone mentions him." Dove demanded, but he was ultimately ignored.
"We've been to death's domain twice. If Tomix isn't in the soulweaver after life-"
"He fell into the VOID!" Dove points out but neither hero is looking at him. He is being out numbered.
"-Then he might be in the normal afterlife." Ajax finishes with a spark of hope in his eyes. "We-"
"OH SURE!" Dove roars. Birds flee the grove and several of the dragons join them. "Go into the afterlife and bring back this angsty man. I don't see you this upset about that serenity person!"
The grove is silent except for the quick gasp Ajax made. Scalla slumps, arms going slack and jaw falling open as if she was just struck. Its at this point Elysia steps between the three. She turns to Dove.
"Thats enough." Her tone is quiet but sad.
"Actually..." Scalla straightens up. "Serenity asked not to bring her back. Tomix never said any of the sort."
Dove glares at her over Elysia's head.
"What harm is there in looking?" Ajax pipes up.
He doesn't feel... hopeful. He feels like there is a weight in his chest, like if they check... there might actually be harm. What if he isn't there? What if he is? What is he going to do if Tomix's soul is there? would... that be closure? a comfort?
What if it isn't there at all? and Tomix-
Theres a hand on his shoulder. Looking over, its Scalla with Elysia at her side. they both look worried... Dove seems to be watching him.
"We'll look another time..." Scalla turns from him and looks to Dove. "I'm sorry for riling you up."
"I- you-..." Dove blinks a few times and sighs out "And i'm sorry too." He notably didn't say what he was sorry for but the Heroes figured that was the most they were going to get out of him. Ajax thinks hes sorry for what ever antics will happen next.
Scalla motions for Ajax to follow and he does, Hector at his heels. They sit on the fountain and the silence of the grove begins to grow less tense and more calm, peaceful, relaxing. With the calm washing over him he remembers why he came to the grove- and his hands feel the ghost sensations again.
"Me too." Scalla says, reaching out and holding Ajax's trembling fingers. Sure enough, he grasps hers back and he can feel them shaking.
"We failed so many times." he says.
"And we just can't seem to keep the people we care about around." Her voice is watery and Ajax swallows the lump in his throat.
"I don't know what i would do if he was down there, with death." he says.
"I think i would hug him." Scalla says. "Tell him hes an idiot. Tell him about Belle."
"I don't think i know Belle yet." He uses his free hand to wipe a tear away. "She cool?"
"I wish we knew her when he knew Tomix." Scalla's hand squeeze his and he can feel the grief.
He squeezes back and it turns into a kind of arm wrestling match. Its awkward since he is holding her right and and she is holding his left, and instead of leveraging the other into a downed position, they're just trying to get the other to yield. It works as a distraction until the sound of the dragons returning snaps the two back to reality.
Reality being Tomix is dead and it's the anniversary of his death.
the pair sit quietly as the birds chirp, the wind blows, and the baby dragons play fight. Its around sunset when Scalla stands and lowers her visor.
"I'm going to blow off some steam." she says with a wabbly voice. "I... need to do something."
Do something... yeah, Ajax should do something too. He stands and bids farewell to the grove.
when he enters falconreach its night. when its night, the portal near the stream is open. So he goes there. Goes to Ravenloss once again. He doesn't know what he'll do once he is there, but wandering the streets he finds Aegis' house. When he enters the elemental spirit of valor seems started and quickly hides something behind his back.
"Ajax!" he cries. "What- uhh w-what are you doing here?"
Ajax shrugs. "I needed to do something..."
"well, lets do something." Aegis sits what ever he was holding off to the side. "Come on, i heard there are some folks around town who need some help."
Ajax spends the night helping the residents of ravenloss and it feels almost good. He feels better, but the grief is still there. When he goes to sleep, Hector curled up into him as they stay at Aegis' for the night, The Hero doesn't notice when the icy spirit places the handmade plush doll between the two.
"happy death day, Tomix." he whispers. "I'm sure you wouldn't have minded if you got to spend the last moments of it with them."
Its probably a trick of the light, but the doll seems to be a little happier as Aegis leaves the human and dragon to sleep.
#dragonfable#i have WAITED TOO LONG#i wanted to WRITE THAT SCENE SO BADLY#O W#scalla#ajax#realized the summary didn't make sense so i edited it
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Whoops.
(Draco!Healer x reader!teacher)
Note: I am writing way too much about Draco, damn
Summary: Draco is a healer for Hogwarts, his best friend is a teacher and the students have seemed to notice a possible romance in the works
Warnings: Fluff, injuries, swearing, and yes you are shirtless in a scene or two, the phrase "eye shagging"
You stood beside your desk. "So in summary, no Gaston, you can not use that in a potion because it'd explode." You laughed out. The students all chuckled. "Ma'am.. i cut myself on my beaker can I go get a bandage?" A student asked. You rose a brow. "There's a broken beaker?" You asked. "Yeah, Gaston kind of used eye of newt when your back was turned." The student said. "...Great. Gaston, fifteen points from Gryffindor, miss Weasley get a band aid out of my top desk, class dismissed." You said with a small sigh. You got a bucket and picked up the broken glass. "Miss Weasley, class is--" "I know. But dad would kill me if I didn't help." She said. You chuckled. "I'm sure George wouldn't." You said, picking up shards of glass from the floor. You however picked up the shard the wrong way, cutting your palm. "Shit!" You hissed. "Oh no! Do I need to get a bandage--" "I'm a afraid a bandaid won't fix this." You laughed. "Thank you dear, you should get to class. I got lucky that I don't have students this hour." You assured. She nodded and left, leaving the small mess of glass. You cleaned it up, walking to Madame Pomfrey. "Oh dear, what happened to your hand!?" She asked. "Gaston Burkley decided eye of newt looked fantastic in a antidote for common poisons." You explained. "Goodness that boy loves to cause trouble." She huffed. "Draco will tend to you." She said. "Wait did you say--" A head popped out from a curtain. "Hello there." He greeted with a smile. You smirked. "So when you said 'I got a new job' this is what you meant?" You asked. He chuckled. "Yes." He nodded walking over to you. "Holy crap what happened to your hand?" He asked looking down at it. "A kid decided to add eye of newt to a potion that did not require eye of newt." You said. He chuckled and asked you to sit down. You sat in a seat and he pulled a stool forward, grabbing disinfectant, tweezers and a bandage. He pulled your hand forward. "How big was this shard of glass?" He asked. "Well it was a big beaker so-- Ow!" You winced. "Focus on the questions Y/n." He said. "So you became a potions teacher." He said. "And you became-- Ow-- a pain in my arse apparently." You winced. He chuckled. "After the battle I wanted to help people. I decided medicine was the best way." He said. You smiled. "You always were so kind for someone who pretended to be such a dick." You teased. "I only showed that side to you though." He chuckled. You looked up at him. "We were really close weren't we?" You asked. He smiled looking up. "You were the reason I stayed with the students." He said softly. You felt your cheeks heat up. During the battle his father was so determined to get his son to be a deatheater and side with Voldemort. But the moment he even shifted you just took Draco's hand and he didn't budge. Knowing you were the whole reason he stayed... Really changed the atmosphere of the room.
He cleared his throat, looking down at your hand. "I don't think you'll need stitches but it will definitely scar." He said. "there goes my options of being a hand model." You joked. He chuckled. "I mean you have another hand" he teased. "True true. I think I'll stick to teaching though." You said. "I'm going to warn you this is going to burn." He warned. "I'm sure it's not that bad-- OW HOLY CRAP WHAT DID YOU DO, LIGHT IT ON FIRE!?" You winced. He tried not to laugh, ultimately failing and almost going red. You frowned, almost pouting at him. "Ass." You said making him laugh. "Forgive me but when you said 'I'm sure I can handle it' followed by the equivalent of 'No I can't' I can't help but laugh at that." He laughed out. "He's lucky he's cute. Bastard." You thought internally. He wrapped your hand. "Come to me if you need anything else okay?" He said. You nodded and returned to your classroom.
Class the next day was odd, to say the least. A student's wand seemed to be on the fritz. "What in the bloody blazes is--" "DUCK!" a student yelled. You ducked in time to avoid a bolt. "someone hexed his wand!" A student concluded. "Lily, go get the defense teacher-- Crap!" You dodged. You sighed in relief, narrowly avoiding a spark until "MISS Y/N LOOK OUT--"
You didn't exactly miss that last one. The defense teacher found you on the floor with a gouge in your chest. "Goodness! What happened?" She asked. "Someone hexed Francis' wand!" A student ducked under a desk answered. After removing the hex, she brought you to the wing. "Oh my goodness-- Draco!" Madame Pomfrey called. Draco walked out and saw you, his heart dropping as he did. "What happened!?" He asked. "A student's wand was hexed, tell me she's going to be fine." The teacher said. Draco pushed aside the uncomfortable feeling from removing your shirt and looked at the wound. "It's going to require stitched but I think she'll be fine." Pomfrey concluded. Mcgonagall ran in. "I heard a teacher was injured." She said. Draco was stitching you up, best to his abilities. "Goodness gracious these students will quite literally be the death of us." She sighed. Students were outside of the wing, catching Mcgonagall off guard. "Is she going to be alright?" A student asked. "she'll be fine--" "Who did this?" Mcgonagall asked. Everyone turned to Gaston. "Detention. You're lucky I don't expell you either." She said sharply. "Yes Headmaster." He sighed.
You were out like a light for a few days, Draco sitting by you any free time he had. Occasionally students would visit to see if you were okay, and maybe see the cute medic, but would leave after a few minutes.
You finally woke up though, wincing as you leaned up. "What in the bloody hell happened?" Your first words were. Draco resisted a snort. "That Berkely kid loves to cause trouble." Draco answered. You chuckled. "Ah. Reminds me of--" "Fred and George" both of you said before laughing. "How are those two?" Draco asked. "Mmm. Well I have to deal with the WONDERFUL offspring who clearly get merchandise from their shop." You answered. "How is... All of them?" Draco asked. You smiled. "They're good. Ron and Hermione had a nice wedding. Harry and Ginny did too." You said. "Ah." Draco nodded. "they've asked about you." You said as Draco grabbed antiseptic. He rose a brow turning around. "They have?" He asked. "mmm hmm." You nodded. "Molly says she's sent you sweaters..." You said. He chuckled and nodded. "How in the blazes did that woman even get my measurement.... y/n did you give her my measurements?" He asked making you chuckle. "Mayyyybbbeee." You said. He rolled his eyes. "I'm surprised they would even want to know about me after..." He shook his head. "You saved Fred's life. Molly would never forget something like that." You said. "I blasted a rock." He said. "You saved him." You corrected. Draco looked at you with a bandage in hand. "I'll write to her then..." Draco said with a small smile. "Is this the burning stuff?" You asked. "Sadly, yes." He said. "You must hate me. You've got to, to be using that." You groaned. He rolled his eyes. "Y/n I need you to remove your shirt." He said. You sighed unbuttoning it. "So did never got married?" You asked catching Draco off guard. "Uhm... No. No I didn't." He answered. "Huh." You said. Hermione would never let you here the end of this one. He applied the antiseptic and you winced. "Fucking hell." You groaned. Yep. That's definitely proof you never changed. You always had such a strong mouth. Strong will to back that up too. You leaned forward, allowing Draco to apply the bandages. "Thank you Draco." You said sincerely. He smiled. "You're welcome Y/n." He said. "Uhhh Mister Malfoy, Wesley fell off his broom again." A student called. "Again? Jesus how directionally challenged is this kid?" Draco asked making you laugh.
You went back to teaching, coming in during your breaks to change the bandages and catch up. However your wounds were almost healed and you were now just taking potions prescribed by Draco. Draco knocked on the door frame and you turned around. "It's that time already?" You groaned. "Afraid so." He said. "This stuff tastes like piss." You groaned as he handed you a glass. The students laughed. "You still don't have a filter, even with your students." He chuckled. "Draco, when have I ever?" You asked. "How long have you two known each other?" A student asked. Both of you pondered. "Way too long." You chuckled before drinking it. You coughed and gagged. "Seriously? Whoever designed that must have dead taste buds." You said. He laughed and you smiled. A student's nose began to bleed and he walked over, helping them. "Allergies?" You asked the kid. "I hate them." She grumbled. You smiled and sighed, turning back to write on the board. "At least you get more time with mister Malfoy though." The student said making both of you freeze in place. "What was that?" You asked turning back around. "We've all noticed it, the whole heart eyes, puppy love look you two give each other." A student said. You shook your head, picking up a bottled water and sipping it to get rid of the medicine's taste. "Please, they're practically shagging each other with their eyes." Fred's son, Arthur declared making you cough up the water and Draco turn crimson. "Weasley!" A student scolded. "Those were my Dad's words when describing those two! He said ever since third year the two of them were always looking at each other that way." He said. Draco chuckled. "Of course Fred did." Draco muttered, mentally punching Fred in his mind. "Seriously though, it is obvious that you two are in love." Another student said. "We aren't--" "No we aren't--" "That's--" you both stuttered over every word. "See, you can't even lie about it." Arthur said. You blushed and turned back to the board. "Wait your dad knew them in their third year?" A student asked. "Mister Malfoy saved my dad's life in the battle of hogwarts." Arthur answered. A bunch of students let out "Woahs" and "oohs" but you snorted. "Told you he held you in high regard!" You said to Draco. "Oh sod off." Draco laughed.
"My nose is still not letting up, am I dying?" The student asked. "You're not dying, you might've scratched the inside of it though" Draco said turning back to the student. "Miss Y/n also comes over for all of the holidays and talks a lot about Mister Malfoy too." Arthur said making you snap the chalk with how hard you bared down on it. "Can we please change the subject Arthur!?" You asked. "Yes ma'am." He laughed out. Draco smiled to himself but noticed you didn't ask them to stop talking. You actually would chime in on the personal conversation occasionally as you wrote. "Wait so you knew the Auror Harry?" A student asked. "The Potters go here dude, this isn't new." A student replied. "Yeah but still." They said. "We both knew him." Draco said, cleaning up the remnants of the nosebleed. "My mum knew you too. Said something about punching you in your third year" the student said making you snort. "Is your mother Hermione?" He asked. "Yes." The girl nodded. "That's true." Draco said making the students laugh. "Let's not forget he was a good quidditch player too." You reminded. "Not as good as you were." Draco corrected. "Draco, you could've been in the big leagues if you wanted." You said. "You're the one that managed to trigger a sonic boom while flying." Draco reminded. "You both played quidditch?" A student asked. "Yes. Draco had won most of the matches he was in." You said. "Aside from you and--" you both mimicked the voice Draco would use when talking about Harry "Potter." You both said making the students laugh.
"Do you like teaching instead miss Y/n?" A student asked. You turned around, a sincere smile as you faced the class. "I wouldn't trade this for the world." You said. Draco's heart skipped a beat looking at your happy expression. "It is strange teaching my friends' children though." You added making the students laugh. Draco smiled at that and a student noticed his look. "Was it fun going to school with our parents?" Another student asked. "Oh most definitely. Especially Arthur and Bill's parents. Those two were insane." You laughed. "Oh are you referring to the underground business they ran or the explosives they set off to anger Umbridge?" Draco asked. "Wait what?" A student asked. "Oh yeah, that was a fun day wasn't it?" You laughed. "Fun? It was fantastic." He said. He shook his head "But nothing will ever beat--" "Hogsmeade." Both of you said. You both exchanged looks and the students all felt the tension between you two. "They're doing that thing again." A student whispered. "Oh you mean SHAGGING WITH THEIR EYES!?" Arthur yelled making both of you dissolve into laughter along with the students. "I should go, sorry for disturbing your class." Draco said. "Bye Draco." You waved. He left and you shook your head.
"You so take after your father." You said to Arthur. "We were serious about you and Mister Malfoy though!" A student said. "you two would be perfect for each other Miss Y/n!" Another agreed. "Goodness knows he's in love at least." Another student said. You shook your head with a small smile. "what on earth would make you think that?" You asked. "Maybe the fact that while you were asleep he never left your side. Or the fact that you're with him everytime you're given a break. Or as Arthur said 'the eye shagging of a lifetime'." The student declared. "Oh won't you admit it Miss Y/n? At least say he's attractive!" A student begged. "Don't you guys have anything better to do than gossip over faculty members?" You groaned. "The student's drama is so DULL. This is the highlight of the year! Give us something! Pleassee!" A student begged. You sighed turning back to the board making the students groan. "He's cute." You said making the students roar with delight.
That day was so tiring. You walked into the medic wing and he looked up. "Hey you." He said with a smile. "Hi. I'm exhausted." You said, face planting onto an empty bed. He laughed. "Students tired you out?" He asked. "Oh God. Do not remind me of those little mongrels." You groaned. He shook his head with a smile. "they seemed fixated on me and you" he said. "Oh they love to talk." You chuckled. "One of the students came for their medication earlier." He said grabbing something. "Oh?" You asked. "they said that you concluded that I was 'Cute'." He said with a teasing smile. Snitch. Thar kid was a little snitch.
You rolled your eyes. "These students will be the death of me." You groaned. Draco noticed your avoidance around your answer. "Did you actually call me cute?" He asked, a smirk coming to play on his lips. "I'm not answering that." You laughed out. "Hmm. I'm thinking I know the answer now." He said. You rolled your eyes. "Yes Draco I called you cute." You finally answered. He shook his head with a chuckle.
The two of you never brought it up again until the next time he came with that disgusting medicine. "Oh yay! Poison!" You said. "Y/n you act like a child when it comes to this." Draco said. The students laughed at the banter. You drank it, again, gagging as you did. "It tastes like tar." You wheezed making him laugh. He handed you a bottle of water and you took it. "So did you two talk?" A student asked. "Yes, Madi he's aware of what I said." You said with an eye roll. Draco shook his head, walking towards the door. "No I mean about what he said about you." She said. You looked up with a brow raised. "What?" You asked. "Uhhh..." Draco didn't move, why wouldn't he move. "He said he regretted not telling you something in your forth year." The student said. "Oh?" You asked noticing the nervous look on Draco's face. Arthur leaned off of his hand, perking up like a dog. The students were all hushed. "Draco, care to comment?" You asked. He took his hand off the handle and turned back. "I'm not saying this in front of your students." He declared. "Saying what Draco?" You asked. "Nice try." He said with an eye roll. "You're dancing around the subject." You said stepping towards him. "Maybe I am." He admitted. "Maybe? Sorry do you need tap shoes for the way you're dancing right now?" You asked. He sighed. "What are they talking about?" You asked again, still walking towards him. "It's nothing." He lied. "Draco if it were nothing you would've told me by now." You said. The students were all watching intently. "What are they talking about?" You asked, looking straight into his eyes and he cracked. "That I've been in love with you since our fourth year and I haven't said anything because I didn't know if you felt the same." He said. You blinked and the room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. ".... Draco..." You said, standing so close to him that he could feel your breath. "I never said anything because I didn't know if you felt the same way either." You admitted making everyone almost gasp. He looked into your eyes, cupping your face and kissing you making the entire class cheer. "IT'S ABOUT TIME!" Arthur yelled. You both smiled against each other's lips. "We're never hearing the end of this are we?" Draco asked. "Hell no." You said making him laugh and kiss you again.
You were the talk of everyone's morning for a while and that spark definitely turned into a flame after you two got engaged. Best part: it happened during class. Draco would sit in the back of your classroom watching you teach, occasionally answering kid's questions about what their parents were like in school. He was sitting there watching you and you were laughing at someone's joke. "You two seem so in love." A student said. "We are." You both said, smiles as you answered. "Thanks to us!" Arthur said. "Yes, you and your wonderful 'eye shagging' comments just made me fall head over heels." You snorted. Draco laughed and you smiled. "Have you two thought about getting married?" Bill asked. You both froze during that question. "miss Y/n?" A student said. "Well that's uhm..." You turned back to the bored. "Have you?" Draco asked, noticing the avoidance to the question. "Everyone woman thinks about that when she's in love Draco." You concluded. "So you have?" He asked. "Yes. Have you?" You asked. He got up, walking up to you and setting something in your hand. "I don't know. Have I?" He asked. You looked at your hand to see a ring resting there and you gasped very loudly. "Oh my God Draco." You said. "Will you?" He asked. "Well you have to ask me properly!" You said, tears clouding your eyes. He chuckled, taking the ring and getting down on one knee making the students gasp. "Professor Y/n L/n. Will you marry me?" He asked. You nodded and kissed him making the entire class basically scream.
The two of you did get married, Bill and Arthur taking the credit for the two of you being together in the first place. That came back to bite them though when Fred ended up being the substitute teacher for when you went off on your honeymoon, Fred busting out baby pictures when he'd misbehave. "DAD NO--" "And here's him in his first Weasley sweater!" "DAD!"
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Fanfic trope ask prompt: how do you grade:
- Slow Burn
- Enemies to Friends
- College AU
- Draco in Leather Pants
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:: slow burn :: [C] "Neutral. A good author might be able to sell it, but a bad one will kill it deader than dead."
I used to tolerate it but then my reading span for really long fics uhhh. uhm. well. it sure is nowhere to be found! ++ if it's not done really well it kinda just feels insufferable to go through it all with nothing worth its weight.
:: enemies to friends :: [B] "Like it. Not one of my bigger cravings, but it can scratch a certain itch if I’m in the right mood."
character development's just. really damn fun in general so. [: seeing characters that used to be really on the fence with each other becoming friends is heartmoji
:: college AU :: [F] "Hate it. Will immediately make me nope out of a fic."
sometimes it's OK but. growing older it's like. it's fun to think abt and play with but in the end I'd rather not dance too much on it since school ain't that fun (to Me).
:: draco in leather pants :: [F] "Hate it. Will immediately make me nope out of a fic."
SIGHS. REMEMBERED WHAT THIS MEANS. hk fandom stop doing this to the pale beings :sob: sure I like sage but at least I don't excuse his actions I just justify them you can like characters critically please PLEASE I cannot be subjected to the nth piece of work about he's so good and cool and is going through redemption arcs through his perspective versus the fact that the others really wouldn'n'n'nhkfkhfgkh buzzsaw stopping here but tl;dr almost always get me OUT of here I do NOT want that ]:
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Galar Paleontologist: So I just need two halves of fossils and I can revive the dead pokemon.
Trainer: Well that sounds good. *Hands two fish fossils over*
Galar Paleontologist: Hmm...sorry kid these are two top halves I need a bottom half.
Trainer: Oh well I found it over there maybe I can find-
Galar Paleontologist: OH HEY! *snatches draco fossil* HERE'S A BOTTOM HALF!
Trainer:...But those are obviously different species.
Galar Paleontologist: Uhhh heh, kid. You obviously don't understand how fossils work. You see all you need is some glue and BAM! They're complete.
Trainer: That doesn't look right at all.
Galar Paleontologist: OH I AM SORRY! I DIDN'T REALIZE YOU WERE THE SCIENTIST IN THE ROOM!
Trainer: We're...we're outside?
Galar Paleontologist: LOOK AT THIS GENIUS POKEMON TRAINER HERE STATING THE OBVIOUS! YOU MUST'VE GOT A DEGREE IN THE F$@&ING OBVIOUS FROM POKEMON HARVARD.
Trainer: Fine OK do it then. Geez
Galar Paleontologist: GOOD NOW LET'S GET TO REVIVING A DEAD SPECIES!
*Dracovish is...revived?...It falls to the ground and flops around trying to breath*
Galar Paleontologist: FASCINATING! Well, kid. Enjoy your new old pokemon!
Trainer: ...Wait. ARE YOU a scientist?
Police: HOLD IT RIGHT THERE! YOU ARE WANTED FOR EVERY SINGLE CRIME AGAINST NATURE!
Galar Paleontologist: Long story short kid? I never went to school. YOU'LL NEVER TAKE ME ALIVE! *jumps off cliff*
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Voldemort looks mortified when Lucius stands against him. His anger turns to rage and suddenly he has a wand directed at Draco.
Lucius who is standing in front of a wounded Sirius looks up after checking on the man just in time to see the wand raised at his son.
"NO!"
Everything becomes a blur at that point as he races towards his son. He recalls people saying his name but he ignores them in favor of Draco who has finally clicked on to what is happening. Next thing he knows pain shoots through him as he shields his son. This is followed up by bright lights and then darkness.
Lucius finds himself standing in a hill with a tree. Next to the tree is someone familiar.
"Severus?"
The dark haired man turns around and smiles as Lucius slowly makes his way up the hill.
"I saw what you did Lucius. You saved that mutt of all people"
Lucius clears his throat as his cheeks go red.
"Severus"
"its okay you know. You are allowed to love other people"
Lucius looks up in shock which turns to pain.
"i don't....I can't.....i-i"
"i know you will still hold me dear to your heart. I think that it's finally time to stop thinking about the what ifs. Start thinking about your future"
"but"
"let go Lucius"
Lucius sighs as he stands in front of Severus and holds his hands to his chest.
"you always were the smart one"
"and I also was the best at reading people, especially you."
"I'll still love you you arrogant bastard"
"I'll always love you two my blonde savior. Now you shouldn't be here. Go back to him. Go back to the mutt and don't let him go"
"no! I'm not ready. Severus!"
"say hello to my godson for me"
"SEVERUS! NO!"
Lucius screams in pain as everything goes black and the next thing he knows, he's woken up in the forest clearing. He's crying in pain from the hex Voldemort threw his sons, pain from the realization kicking in that yes he has lost his first love, pain from almost losing his son, pain from almost losing Sirius, the man he has fallen in love with. His eyes close as falls back in to the darkness from too much pain.
The next time he wakes up, it's in a hospital bed. He's laying on his side. He tilts his head to find Sirius asleep pressed up behind him while his arm is wrapped around his son who is cuddled up to him.
"oh you are awake"
Lucius looks up to the familiar voice and spots Harry who stands at the end of the bed smiling.
"you know....they have never left your side once. They are due for a week long bath if you ask me"
"week long?"
"yes. You have had a week long sleep. No one knew if you were going to make the first night but somehow you managed to pull through"
"what happened?"
"after you stood between Voldemort and Draco, you got hit by a powerful hex that should have killed you. It did actually. I came just in time to destroy Voldemort for good. I don't wanna know what would have happened if I didn't make it in time."
"I died?"
"yeah. Then Sirius kissed you and your heart started beating again. We made it to St Mungos before you almost died on us again. My godfather fought tooth and nail to make sure you stayed alive"
"he did?"
"yeah. He loves you Mr Malfoy. You both are very lucky men"
Before Lucius could ask what he is going on about, a nurse comes in and notices Lucius is awake and calls for a doctor to come and do check ups.
All the noises woke Draco and Sirius up. Sirius fell off the bed in shock and relief. Draco cried and hugged his father like their lives depended on it. After awhile Harry takes Draco out of the room in promise of food.
After all the check ups are done and Lucius is told that he will need to stay a few more days to make sure he's out of harms way, a nurse advises she will bring up some food for Lucius and his boyfriend.
"uhhh he's errr he's not my boyfriend. Really. Thats just pure nonsense"
"Lucius"
"yes?"
"shut up"
Lucius sits up on the bed stares at Sirius dumbfounded.
"i beg your pardon"
"oh please don't play dumb. Everyone that is everyone, including me, know that you are in love with me"
Lucius rolls his eyes and looks anywhere but at Sirius.
"I have no idea what you are talking ab-"
Lucius' eyes widen as he feels Sirius' lips pressed against him. He lets out a little embarrassing whine as Sirius pulls back. This causes him to go red and Sirius to smirk.
"you are just the w-"
Lucius pouts as he gets cut off again by Sirius and his need to kiss him.
"i will hex you you mangey m-"
Once again Sirius kisses him.
"WILL YOU STOP KISSING ME!"
"I'll stop kissing you when you start playing nice and be honest"
Lucius tries to turn around on the bed but then he gets dragged down to a full laying position. He finds Sirius has pushed his legs open and sitting between them. His hands have lucius' in a hold above his head. His smirk not once leaving his face.
"i know that you will always hold a place for Severus in your heart. I also know that you are in love with me. That's okay. Its okay to let go. Snivellus wouldn't want you to think to much about the past."
"are you trying to say something nice about him?"
"shut up. Its only gonna happen once. Now, all I'm asking....no in fact I'm not gonna ask, I'm gonna fight for it."
"what are you talking about?"
"im in love with you. Been in love with you the moment I first met you when we were kids. Azkaban could never take that away. No matter how hard they tried, you were the only thing that kept me going, kept me fighting"
Lucius lets out a little gasp when he looks into Sirius' eyes and finds that he's telling the truth.
"why didn't you say anything?"
"i was a runt. It also didn't help that I was a prankster that helped bully your best friend. Not to mention you were a god damn Slytherin prefect who Tom Riddle kept keen eyes on"
"oh for the love of God, why does everyone keep thinking he was in love with me"
"oh please even the dumbest of dumb could see that even though he was an asshole, he was in cloud 9 with you"
"that is an outrageous accusation"
"he threatened my cousin when she was arranged to marry you. He threatened Remus"
"Lupin?"
"oh please you were one of the most gorgeous people at Hogwarts. I think everyone was head over heels for you. People were either threatened or were killed if they so much as flirted with you. As you can see, I was only threatened."
"he he was ...."
"yes he was and from what I heard from my cousin even as Voldemort he still was. He hated the fact that you fell in love with Snape. In fact aside from Harry, you were the other reason why our Lord went batshit crazy"
The boys look up to find Narcissa standing by the door. After a couple of seconds she walks over to the bed and hugs Lucius.
"glad to see you alive. You okay?"
"yeah I think he's just reeling in the fact that so many people liked him"
"well it can't be helped pretty boy. Now, I'm gonna take our son and Harry home so they can have proper food. I have asked the doctors if we can just take you home and have our private ones watch over you. They said to bring you back should anything go wrong. Sirius I expect you to bring him back safe and sound"
"yes ma'am"
"good. See you boys at home. Dinner will be ready soon"
After Narcissa left they resume their talking.
"it was because of me that my lord acted that way. I'm so sorry. Not only to you but to everyone who didn't deserve it"
"don't worry about it. He's dead and you are alive. That is all that matters"
Lucius looks up at Sirius and realizes that they were cuddling and is trying to figure out how the hell did they get in they position and how the hell did he manage to hug Narcissa when he felt something wet drop onto his bare flesh. He sees tears fall and tries to wipe it away but Sirius catches his hand and brings it to his mouth.
"are you okay?"
"honestly, no I'm not okay. I almost lost you twice. I don't think I could bare a life without you. I was scared thinking about losing you. I was scared for Draco who loves you darely. I don't wanna lose you again. "
"how about my knight in shining armor becomes one of those annoying bodyguards who follow people around 24/7?"
"do I get to order you around?"
"you tell what to do and I will hex you from here to kingdom come. And I was joking about the bodyguard"
"nope too late. You already said it. I'm gonna protect you and the family no matter what. Bedides...."
Sirius places little bites along Lucius' skin as he makes his way to his ear and drops his voice the lowest and deepest it can go. His hand making its way down Lucius' stomach.
"I like to think you love being told what to do. Especially in bed. Snape may have been bullied and was a massive introvert but I can see him dominating the shit out of you."
Sirius smirks as he hears a gasp as his hands brushes along the bottom of the hospital gown. He grabs the end and lifts it up slowly.
"do you get off being told what to do my dear Lucius? I bet you like to cause mischief just so you can get spankings"
Lucius lets out a whine as he tries to focus on breathing. His eyes snapped shut.
"oh you do like that. Hmmmmm I look forward to getting to know more about what your body likes. I plan on getting to know it very well. I'll love to get to know you properly on a personal level but I can't help but find a submissive side to you extremely"
Lucius lets out a loud moan as Sirius licks his neck right up to his ear where he nips it.
"thrilling"
Lucius is a complete mess and extremely hard from all of that attention.
"now!"
Sirius chuckles as he watches Lucius whine and the sudden loss of contact
"let's get your things and go home for dinner. I do terribly miss my cousins cooking"
"you are a monster"
"you do say the sweetest things. Now come along and maybe if you are a good boy, I'll give you a perfect welcome home present up in your room tonight"
"i hate you."
"no you don't."
Sirius laughs as he helps a growling Lucius get dressed and get up to leave, expecting his cousin to have already filled out the release forms. He holds onto the love of his life the thoughts of never letting go at the forefront of his mind. Maybe his crazy fucked up life isn't going to be so bad after all.
#hp#Sirius x Lucius#i keep leaving for weeks on end#and come back with some form of angst#sorry not sorry
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I haven't even looked at Harry Potter in years (barely done anything but see movies outside of fic) but like...I wanna write a story where Voldemort uses his human appearance and name to win over the public but that's the only time when and Harry nuts over seeing him in his true form with the title. This is like 60% your fault which is why I'm telling you.
Do it!
TBH I am a strident “Voldemort NOT Tom” Harrymort shipper -- nothing turns me off faster in LVHP fics (and god bless ff.net for differentiating Tom Marvolo Riddle and Lord Voldemort, if only ficcers wOULD USE IT FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF) than Voldemort deciding to look Totally Human (I make...vague exception for like HBP-Job-Interview-Esque Tommort but that’s a case by case situation) AND THEN AND THEN
these writers
have the GALL
to have GOD DAMN LORD VOLDEMORT, THAT EXTRA ASS BITCH WHO MADE A WHOLE-ASS ANAGRAM OF HIS FILTHY MUGGLE FATHER NAME AND AND WENT ALL CRYPTIC PRETENTIOUS FRENCH AF ok they have the NERVE the GALL to have THE DARK LORD who is DEMONSTRABLY EXTRA
(the dude spent a wholeass chapter MONOLOGUEING at a tied up bleeding TEENAGER ok we stan a queen dark lord)
these writers have LORD EXTRA-AS-FUCK be all “call me Tom”
CALL ME TOM
CALL ME TOM?!?!
WAS Y’ALL SLEEPING THROUGH EVERY BOOK AND FILM????
bitch yall don’t see my tranny ass offering my arch nemesis-cum-lover(?) and/or my closest followers and/or my pet snake-cum-soul dumpster to call me by my dead name and I ain’t even popped in my red cat eyes
what kinda DUMB ASS SHIT IS THAT?!?!?!?!?! like if I’m like “it’s Claude or Daddy, motherfucker” and I’m still at 0 horcruxes and Not A Dark Lord y’all think Lord I-Got-7-Horcruxes-And-A-Boner-For-Magic-And-Also-Snakes-And-Immortality-And-I-Torture-People-For-Looking-At-Me-Sideways is gonna be like “lmao call me my deadname filthy muggle father’s name Tom” WHAT KINDA DUMB ASS SHIT
but like yeah anyway what YOU propose I can actually buy!
I can totally buy Voldemort being like “maybe if I don’t look like white MJ fucked Skeletor and dropped it in acid, I can stop relying on my Death Eaters who are wildly incompetent! Besides Draco who actually got into Hogwarts! In fact why attack a stupid fucking school anyway! We just arrest Potter and throw him in Azkaban! Everything could have been fixed in HBP!” But outside of the public it’s dropped to snakeface eleganzaaaaa
Or even totally running as this Tom Riddle fellow (because no one listens to Dumbles) or whatever and then the RUVEAL once he has power? “Surprise bitch I’m Voldemort get FUQQED”
Anyway I’m just tagging @fangnominous and uhhh @mizstorge because I think they’re the only people still in HP fandom and still totally HPLV and I need someone to appreciate my screaming about Voldemort (better than my essay on why Voldemort is a trans icon which I like to threaten my friend Ben/scarycleve with because he haaaaates the whole “hurdur this is just like in Harry Potter when--” stuff because he was not a Potterhead kid -- oh by the by apparently Ben’s twitter rant about fans not owning characters made it onto tungle as I found by seeing @bai-xue reblog a screencap of his stuff and he says I have to tell tungle he is good peoples so shout out to Ben)
#harry potter#voldemort#harrymort#lvhp#what a GREAT prompt tho i love it nonnie#hp#kmclaude replies to anon#kmclaudereplies to anon#kmclaude replies to ask#kmclaudereplies#kmclaudereplies to ask
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Uhhh anyone remember Nox and Amadeo and Philemon because I sure do and have been really invested in them lately
so have a short timeline and some facts????
1978: Philemon first starts annoying Amadeo about joining Voldemort. They mainly argue and flirt.
1979: Amadeo saves Regulus from certain death, acting on a vision. Regulus is supposed to be dead, so he’s stuck living with Amadeo for now.
1981: Amadeo is visiting Credence and adopts a muggleborn child after getting a vision. He names the amab child Nox.
1982: Regulus stops hiding from Philemon. Voldemort is gone, and Philemon is still visiting because he has gotten questionably involved with Amadeo. Regulus and Amadeo have a less questionable romance.
1990: 9 year old Nox informs everyone she’s a girl. She keeps her name, which Amadeo hadn’t expected.
1992: Nox starts Hogwarts and is sorted into Ravenclaw, where she immediately befriends Luna Lovegood. Amadeo forces himself into the role of professor of History of Magic after the chamber of secrets has opened. He also gifts Harry a snake after it’s revealed that Harry is a parselmouth.
1993: Amadeo fucks Remus Lupin. He also confiscates Scabbers at some point. Nox is dating Luna.
1994: Amadeo isn’t tricked by polyjuice potion, perks of being a vampire. Barty adds Nox’ name to the goblet as a pity revenge, as a contestant for the fourth school. Unexpectedly, the goblet finds Nox worthier than Harry. Amadeo is her most precious thing in the second task. Also, Nox is currently dating Luna, Ginny, Blaise, and Astoria.
1995: Except Umbridge, there’s not much happening. Nox is dating Blaise, Blaise is also dating Theo. Luna and Ginny are dating each other and Pansy. Astoria is starting to get interested in Draco. Amadeo has weekly tea with McGonagall. Oh, and Barty is living in Amadeo’s home with Regulus and Philemon.
201x: Nox marries Gabrielle Delacour.
Facts:
Regulus was turned into a vampire at some point. He later turns Barty.
Amadeo dates almost all of the teachers and a lot of the ghosts during his time teaching History of Magic. Nox, being very protective of her papa, stares down the teachers, and gossips with Philemon about Amadeo’s love life. Philemon is okay with his on/off not-actually-married-to husband having many partners as long as Amadeo doesn’t drink from anyone but him.
Philemon is working together with Tom from the diary Horcrux. They’re going the politic route. Voldemort is stuck as a homunculus.
Harry is in a very loving polyamorous relationship with Cedric, Cho, and Terrence (the Slytherin seeker).
Nox and Gabrielle will have three children in the future - a pair of twins and their younger sibling.
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Anything - Draco Malfoy Drabble
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: uhhh this happens during the final battle, so mentions of stress loss of hope, scars
Summary: Draco and you have been together for years, but Draco’s life was complicated. Adding you to the mix wasn’t easy.
Word Count: 687
Anything is such a vague word. It ranges from one thing to the next, then you realize there’s more that falls into the category so it goes from one thing to that thing and to the next thing you find. Sometimes, the word anything just makes it romantic. “I’d do anything for you,” he had said. Little did you know anything included what he was going to do.
You were standing right next to him, tears streaming down your face. You gripped your wand tightly.
“Harry Potter is dead!”
All hope was gone.
You sobbed and bowed your head as you tried to pull yourself together. He glanced at you. Subtly, Draco let his fingers brush yours.
You bit your tongue and gazed up at him. You wanted to hug him, to hold onto him as your world fell apart beneath your feet. But you didn’t want to make things worse. You knew what he was going to do. He couldn’t hug you or hold you. He had to go.
“And now is the time to declare yourself.”
You shook your head.
Draco glanced at the crowd across the courtyard. His mother was over there, and even she could see that he had chaos behind his eyes. Draco pulled you in for a hug and held you tightly.
You shook your head. It didn’t feel anything like the nightly cuddles by the fireplace or like the hugs before tests. It felt like goodbye. “Don’t do this,” you whispered against his chest. “Please.”
“Come and join us!”
Draco’s hand were shaking as he brushed his hand through your hair. He kissed your head. “I’d do anything for you.” He pulled away and smiled.
Just like that, his arms were by his sides, and the cold blanketed you as if trying to replace his embrace. The cold’s pity didn’t do much for the aching in your chest. You disappeared into the crowd, just like Draco had told you to before.
“Or die!”
And so Draco stepped forward. He glanced at you, tried to smile, and walked across the courtyard to his parents.
You didn’t see it. You just knew. And so you whispered, “I won’t do everything to get back to you.”
The fight went on. Harry was alive, and the world you knew was coming out of hiding. You had fought for your life, for the future Draco and you desperately needed. You defended yourself, saved yourself, and got saved. It was a flurry of spells and lights, much of what you couldn’t remember.
What you do remember was when he came back.
It had been a few months since school had started. You were still at Hogwarts, completing your eighth year. You had lost a few friends. You had gained some. You had scars on your arms and chest, and you were getting better.
During class, a paper bird flew through the window and landed right on your desk. You blinked a few times, and when the professor turned around, you quickly opened the paper.
Library after class?
Once class was out, you zoomed to the library. You knew exactly where he would be. There was a section of the library with outdated books that no one ever looked for. It was a great place for-
He pulled you by the arm and laughed. “Finally.”
You didn’t have a second to breathe before Draco’s lips were one yours and his hands were pressed against your cheeks. You gasped, still getting used to that feeling of heat and passion that you hadn’t felt in a long time. Your body buzzed with precautions. What if his parents found out? What if someone saw the two of you? What if it wasn’t possible?
But, Draco’s constant whining into the kiss reminded you that the consequences were small. There was no Voldemort. There was no war. There was just the two of you. You sighed and kissed him back, your lips moving fluidly against his.
It was a long time before the two of you finally pulled away. Draco stroked your cheek. “I missed you.”
You smiled. “I missed you, too.”
..... I tried to update??? I know. I 'm so sorry about my absence, and I'm trying to do better. Hopefully, this makes someone happy, though!
#draco malfoy x reader#draco malfoy#draco malfoy imagine#draco malfoy onesho#harry potter#hp x reader#hp oneshot#hp imagine#hp
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book related tag !
dear @glendowers-boyfriend & @alexander-vass tagged me !! :--) talking about books makes me happy !
1. favourite book of all time? top three because i can simply not just mention one. the secret history, vicious & ronia the robber’s daughter !
2. what are you currently reading? i’m rereading the secret history as a good winter break occupation :--)
3. have you ever considered writing a book? of course i have, i want to but i don’t dare because i am bad at everything i do so instead i write one-shots & roleplay things w friends who won’t judge me for my bad writing and english
4. favourite series? uhhh iron breakers trilogy i think ?!
5. book you’d like to read? it by stephen king since i love the new movie & going to cosplay from it ! :--) but too bad it is so long & i dont like that he wrote a children’s orgy + kills the queercoded AND the jewish character so.. it hasn’t made it onto my tbr list yet
6. what’s on your TBR pile? deathless, the wrath and the dawn, the little friend, the gentleman bastards series, a little life, it devours & 22/11 1963 !
7. favourite fictional characters? my best ones: francis abernathy, draco malfoy & luke skywalker (theyre all gay and two of them are trans wow love my boys<3)
characters i just love a lot: kevin day, henry winter, marius pontmercy, elle woods, richard campbell gansey iii, matthias helvar, nina zenik, alucard emery, haruno sakura !
8. favourite ship of all time? tbh i think that’d be ??henry/richard or charles/francis from tsh?
9. pick up the book closest to you, open page one, and write down the first sentence. im fucking cackling because it is tsh but here we go:
“The snow in the mountains was melting and Bunny had been dead for several weeks before we came to understand the gravity of our situation.“
10. what’s the first fandom you were in? harry potter !
if u guys want to do this i’m tagging @dianysus @jawnkeets @meredithdardene @victorvalc :--)
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Tagged by @mymistakewriting Thankies
Rules:
1. Post the rules
2. Answer the questions given to you by the tagger
3. Write 11 questions of your own.
4. Tag 11 people
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1. Do you plan or live in the moment?
I prefer to plan. No plans can make me anxious but sometimes it’s nice too.
2. If you could choose anywhere to be with anyone (dead, alive, or fictional), where would you go and with whom?
uhm...idk. Uhm... I’m not good at decisions. But I guess with an opprotunity like this, I would pick someone who has passed so I guess my father. Idk where.
3. Do you prefer quiet or noise?
noise.... the quiet is dangerous. only when it’s sleeping time is quiet good.
4. What experience have you grown the most from?
idk. I think I grew a lot the first time I choreographed a solo and when I taught.
5. Any advice you want to give your younger self?
Don’t do stupid shit. You really aren’t invincible and it really is worse than you think. You hear people say that all the time and you never quite believe them, but you should. And also, take more chances and breathe. And don’t worry so much about living that you can’t live. And the things you think are important, they probably aren’t.
6. At the current time, do you have any regrets about the last year of your life?
I feel like this is a joke. I could probably write a several mile long list of my regrets from the past year and that isn’t even an exaggeration.
7. Are you affectionate or closed off?
Closed off. Unless you catch me hyper or hyper/sappy in which case, who knows.
8. Do you prefer day or night?
Night. Though sometimes it’s lonely and painful, I still love it. But sometimes love is lonely and painful so it makes sense I guess.
9. Top five otps from anything
Akashi x Kuroko (KnB), Draco x Harry (Harry Potter), Shizuo x Izaya (Durarara), uhhh uhmm Levi x Eren and uhm Hanamiya x Kuroko
10. Do you have/want any tattoos?
I don’t have any and I doubt I would ever get one. If I did, it would probably be the LP symbol really small or a butterfly on my arm or something. But again, I doubt I ever would.
11. Have you had a good day?
No. No I did not. Sorry.
New Questions
1.What was the last anime or tv show you watched?
2. Favorite band or singer?
3. If you could only verbally speak to one person for the rest of your life, who would it be (you can still write things to others, but they can never hear your voice)?
4. If you could switch lives with a fictional character for a week, who would you pick?
5. Do you have a favorite poem?
6. When was the last time you cried?
7. If you had to lose one of your five sense, which would you pick?
8. What is something you wish you could draw but can’t?
9. Do you remember faces well?
10. If you could have any job and still make more than enough to live off of etc, what job would it be?
11. Do you think stars ever get lonely up in space being so far away from each other?
I am tagging @akaenas @slayersfan132 @skystar720 @pockyrin @blackbloodyprince @fandomsandshipping100 @appleciderr @psycho-kuroko @stupidotaku1 @pun-ctual @mysticcottoncandy
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