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bluetimeombre · 4 months

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: ̗̀➛ Imagine being in a secret relationship with Regulus Black...

Let's imagine you're best friends with the marauders (cliche, i know, but gold!)

You basically have four older brothers and Sirius had always been so good to you, James saw you as a sister, Peter idolised you and Remus, he'd give the world for you (i love Remus, sorry not sorry),

And let's imagine you're also from a powerful pure blood family who fell out with the dark ways all other families were turning. You and your family made sure to distance yourself away from the dark arts, essentially turning your back on what you had known,

But then, you end up at one of those pure-blood parties and outside, looking miserable and lonely is Regulus himself,

You go out and join him cause the party is lame,

You'd seen each other around school, the Slytherin prince and Gryffindor princess,

You guys end up talking about anything, except your friends- one of which being his brother- it would ruin the whole mood,

You guys ditched the party and ran around London in his fine suit and your rich clothes,

You walked the deserted streets and when the air turned cold, Regulus draped his jacket over your shoulders,

It smelt of him,

The two of you knew you need to get back, you'd told yourself to go several times, yet neither of you could pull yourselves out of the moment, hidden between two buildings as you leaned against the wall,

Slowly he starts to lean down, till his curls brushed the top of your head and you were stretching out to nudge your nose with his and then his lips were on yours,

Probably went something like:

'We should go.'

'Definitely.'

He's leaning in. 'We'd probably be in a lot of trouble if anyone found out about this.'

'Grounded for sure.'

'And it's dark.'

'Yes.'

His curls are brushing you and he's so close you can feel his breath. 'Do you want to go?'

'Do you want to go?'

Then he kisses you. And his lips are like some forbidden paradise that you knew had to be kept from you. But his lips are soft and his hands hold on your cheeks as he pulls away for breath, but you followed his lips and chased them with your own,

If this was your sin, you'd go down burning,

His fists curled in his own jacket draped around you, drawing you into his chest,

BOY you could've died then and there,

Eventually you part and both of your lips are red and swollen so you guys have to calm down and you make your way back in silence,

Boy would've gone to bed that night caressing his lips at the thought of you,

Then you're back at school and you have to act like nothing happened,

But you're seeing each other around the castle more and more, in corridors alone and quickly turning away from each other and finding another way around so you don't have to walk past each other (because if you walked past each other there's no telling which one of you would push the other against the wall and finish what was started)

You guys catch each others eyes at breakfasts and dinners and keep looking up at the same time in class,

You're just lucky the boys can't see this,

Then one night you're in the library when technically you shouldn't be (because it was just a full moon and you're trying to bring a book to cheer Remus up)

There he is. Regulus Black, lingering in the very isle you want to be in,

You guys exchange pleasantries, though it's BRIMMED with sexual tension,

You move into the isle, looking around the bookshelf for the book you need,

At some point Regulus crept behind you, his entire front pressed into your back. You guys just fit together, perfect!

And then you've forgotten about the book and you're turning around and your lips are crashing into each other's before you can draw a breath,

It spoke of the weeks of un-said things, leaving the kiss unfinished the last time, longing that existed in your souls long before you knew what it was,

Your lips were moulding together, sharing breath, his hands fisting your shirt (and maybe your skirt. he's a gentleman but he's also a teenage boy) and you're pulling at his tie and he's pushing you against the table and running his tongue into your mouth and you're nipping his bottom lip,

Good LORD,

Then you hear the shuffling of feet and the two of you are torn apart, looking at different shelves and acting as if your skins not on fire and you weren't just trying to claw your way into each other,

It was Evan and he was telling Regulus to hurry up,

Regulus asked for a minute alone and finally once his friend has gone, he's turning back and whispering to you,

'I haven't stopped thinking about you, torturing me. Please, meet me again. Down at the Black lake, tomorrow.'

You try to argue-

'Please,' he said and what could you do when he's pleading and his breath is hot in your ear. 'Let's not care about everyone else, not right now, please.'

So that's where it began. The two of you and clandestine meetings kept away from everyone else. It was sweet and scandalous,

You and Regulus would be in the library at the same time, coincidently studying for the same subjects. You had to share books, so you may as well study together and you may as well sit next to year other and he may as well rest his hand where it's most comfortable: on your thigh,

And it started in passion. Kisses and fumbling hands but soon it's talking. About the stresses and reputations to up-hold, you were the only one Regulus could speak to about it to,

So your passion turns to love,

Smirks across the hall and classes becomes smiles and shimmering eyes,

When you guys pass in corridors, if you're both on your way somewhere, you'll brush hands, holding on for a moment before carrying on your day,

But I imagine Regulus having this move:

Let's say you walk past him and give him the look (and you look irresistible in your uniform that he can never say no to you, no matter what you want) so he pretends to realise he's going the wrong way and will check nobody's watching before he follows you while keeping a distance,

Your guys pain meeting places are the astronomy tower, the black lake and the library,

I imagine, once you guys make it official between you, there isn't a night you don't spend together. Nothing has to happen, it's just a fact Regulus sleeps better with you in his arms,

Whether you each sneak into the dorm and pull the curtains around it and making several charms to keep quiet and everyone away or if you guys have the room of requirement,

And it would be hard to be around your friends when they pick on Regulus or his friends, so you try not to be apart of it,

(I think Remus would probably be the first to catch on but let's save that for later)

I just think a forbidden romance between Regulus and you is top tier shit!!!

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rxsilabeth--er · 6 months

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let's inagurate this blog with a good note shall we? >:3

Hear me out- on the line of the bullying Tom Riddle agenda Tom's boggart in DADA class is actually the reader about to ruin his whole career because that would be hilarious

☎ Now Calling......Author: "Hello? Hai, yes, thank you for requesting this Hazel, I will surely not disappoint you and hopefully you enjoy reading this, I love bullying Tom as well! Okay, talk to you later! Bye!!"

☎ Now Calling......Synopsis: "Hello! Hai..okay!!...Hmmm....Tom, the prince of Slytherin and feared and admired by many of his fellow peers and students at Hogwarts....find out his worst fear at Defense Against the Dark Arts call with a boggart...but..one second! Why is there a Hufflepuff tie being shown in the human figure of the boggart???"

☎ Now Calling......Warnings: "...nothing...other than Tom Riddle himself as a whole! Anyways....crack..kind of fluff???? Don't know..Bye!! I'm not a funny person!! I know, sorry! I tried my best..."

Scarily Cute Boggart...

Tom didn't really want to move to class, but he still did...He was the Head boy! Of-course he would!!....and because he didn't want you to bully him into doing it... as he sat down Tom was also trying his HARDEST to not put the cruciatus curse on his classmate as he scribbled something in his diary..Waiting for the professor to come as it was their practical...Abraxas beside him gossiping about something...to which Tom definitely wasn't paying attention to..

Finally the professor entered the room, pulling a large rack behind him which seemed to shake and move, making everyone curious...Tom closed his diary and walked ahead to understand things..

"....Good morning! So...today's topic is...can you guess it???" of-course no student could, "..Okay..so in this shoe rack....we have a boggart!" The students then all murmured a bit worriedly, as the closet gave a huge jolt

"Can anyone tell me what a boggart is???" of-course Tom's hand stood up before a few others, "..Boggart is a creature which lives in dark spaces and takes the form of whatever a person fears most."

"..Good job Riddle! 5 points to Slytherin!" the professor said as he explained the boggart's personality, habitat, living conditions, etc. before finally explaining how to repel a boggart.

"Riddikulus!"

"Riddikulus!!" the students repeated even Tom did, he was starting to feel a bad vibe coming from the cupboard and he didn't know how to explain it but he felt as though he would forever be embarrassed after this class...

"..Alright, now Riddle!! Do come forward boy!" the professor said as Tom stepped ahead brushing his worries aside, he can't have that! As the professor held his shoulder and pointed his wand at the rack door,

"..Alright, now..1...2...3" the professor did a spell as the rack knob moved and it flew open, the rack was dark inside and nothing could be seen, but a crouched figure of a person was seen, they straightened their back though still crouched and the sunlight hit their shirt....

a Hufflepuff tie...

A Hufflepuff tie...Tom....the heir of Slytherin, the head boy....Tom Riddle...was scared of a Hufflepuff!? That sounds like the biggest joke anyone has heard...or seen in this case...

Tom on the other hand stood there frozen..His cheeks red and his angrily glaring at the boggart...his wand pointed at the boggart who was now slowly moving forward, the sunshine now fell on it's Hufflepuff tie and mischievous grin...

"..Oh Tommy~ " a similar voice said in a teasing voice..it wasn't even cruel....but instead endearing in a way?

Don't know, but Tom began to shake in either fear or anger and pointed his wand at the boggart...who was still hidden in the shadow, only it's grin and tie showing..

"...Ri...Riddi..Riddkulus!!"...TOM RIDDLE STUTTERED?! and suddenly the boggart was switched into a tiny jack-in-the-box...

"..Good....good job... Good job Tom! fifty points to Slytherin!" the professor said forcing the boggart in as he patted Tom's shoulder..Tom was still frozen turned around and walked away embarrassed for life as Abraxas followed him with a grin asking, "..So...Tommy? What was that???" Abraxas's grin dropped from his lips when Tom glared at...Abraxas left and Tom moved to Slytherin dormitory. Tom walked up the stairs to his dorm to find you already sitting there grinning at a couldron mixed with some type of potions...

Oh god...everyone knew the boggart...and maybe they understand why you were his boggart...if they have experienced your words..even though you're a Hufflepuff....

© This writing work belongs to me, rxsilabeth--er, Aurelia, Rosilabeth, Cerine. Reblogging is appreciated, but plagiarizing or copying my works is forbidden, thank you for reading this and if you like this check out my blog!

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blouisparadise · 8 months

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Upon request, today we have a rec list of fics that are inspired by or based on books! We hope you enjoy the fabulous books on this list. If you want us to keep making rec lists like this, please be sure to like and reblog the post to help spread the word. Happy reading!

1) Sweeter Than Wine | Explicit | 15,339 words

When Wizard!Louis goes to a muggle club for a change of pace, his one night stand ends up being much more than he bargained for.

2) Your Certain Charms | Explicit | 20,417 words

Harry Potter AU. Louis is the reserve-reserve seeker, Harry is the Quibbler’s brightest new voice, and the Quidditch World Cup is as good a place to stargaze as any.

3) Burning Through The Shadows | Explicit | 25,990 words

“He’s Louis Tomlinson,” the General spoke from next to Louis. “The Sun Summoner, moi tsar,” the General said, looking at Louis. “He will change the future,” the General said, looking at the king and the queen. “Starting now.” The General raised his hand and shadows creeped up from every corner of the Great Hall, enveloping them all in darkness. Louis was reminded of the time when these shadows had protected him, them, from the harsh winter of Ravka. “Now call the sun,” the General leaned in and whispered in Louis’ ear.

4) Magical Soup | Explicit | 28,580 words

Slytherin prefect Louis Tomlinson’s seventh year at Hogwarts takes an immediate turn for the worse when he’s made to be potions partners with Harry Styles, Hufflepuff’s resident heartthrob and class clown. Louis has always considered Styles to be a terrible show-off who coasts by on his charm and good looks, but the more they work together, the more he questions that idea. As term goes on, will Louis be able to admit to himself that he might actually like Harry Styles after all… and maybe, just maybe, as more than a friend?

5) Blue Lotus | Explicit | 29,824 words

Note: The pairing in this fic is Louis/OMC.

After the Second Rebellion and the dismantling of President Cowell’s regime, Louis struggles to make sense of life.

6) Ours Are The Moments I Play In The Dark | Mature | 30,830 words

Jane Austen’s Persuasion AU. Nine years ago Louis Tomlinson was persuaded to break off his engagement to Harry Styles, a poor sailor. Since then Louis has come to regret being so easily convinced to give up his one chance of happiness. Now Louis’ family is in debt and his childhood home is being sold. In a complete reversal of fortune, Harry has returned to England a wealthy bachelor looking to settle down. Events conspire to bring them together once more though Louis is- must surely be- the last man on earth that Captain Styles would think of now.

7) Dangerous Liaisons | Explicit | 42,589 words

Note: This fic is locked and can only be read by AO3 users.

Niall is the master of deceit and Harry is the master of seduction. Louis is just a very strong willed male model who happens to be straight. When Niall tells Harry he wouldn’t be able to seduce Louis, the bet is on, but Niall’s schemes are hard to avoid.

8) Inside Your Bones | Explicit | 43,550 words

Note: The pairing in this fic is Louis/OMC.

Louis keeps trying to make peace with his past, but it’s hard when the past is all too present.

9) A Promise Lives Within You Now | Explicit | 45,925 words

A Lord of the Rings-inspired Middle Earth AU. Louis is an Elven prince, next in line to become King of Mirkwood, and Harry is the orphaned Human boy who grows up alongside him. They fall in love, but Louis’s obligations to the throne, Harry’s mortality, and impending war threaten to tear them apart.

10) Secret’s Safe With Me | Explicit | 59,207 words

When bad turbulence and three glasses of wine have Louis spilling all of his secrets to the man sitting next to him on the plane, it’s embarrassing, sure, but it’s also easy enough to shrug off and block out of his memory forever. Or at least, it was until Louis went into work on Monday morning and realized that the man from the plane is the new CEO of his company.

11) Mead Of Poetry | Mature | 65,053 words

Under the pressure of continuing the Styles viscountcy line now that he is getting older, Harry sets himself three rules to finally settle down and marry: firstly, the omega needs to be reasonably attractive, secondly, they must be of great mind, thirdly, they cannot be anyone he would ever fall in love with. Enters Charlotte Tomlinson, the diamond of the first water of the upcoming season and seemingly the perfect candidate to the viscount’s plan, but her omega brother, Louis, is in Harry’s way. Louis only seeks to protect his sister and he sure is not going to let a rake play with her heart.

12) King Of My Heart | Explicit | 83,712 words

Harry shrugged, his shoulders brushing against Louis’. “I think since I was young, I craved that feeling, though. I didn’t always hate being a prince, but over time, certain aspects of it just bothered me so much. I remember being four years old and realising that every person in the world knew my name, and I wasn’t sure if I wanted that. I told my mum as much and she tried telling me that being a prince is not a punishment. That it was a privilege that I should be happy about it, but no one asked me if I was. But looking up at the sky, I remember that all of this will one day mean nothing, and neither will I. All the pressure will then disappear and I could just be.” Louis stayed quiet, allowing Harry the space to open up because he knew Harry wasn’t looking for advice, but just someone to confide in. What he wished he could tell him was that in the short amount of time that he’d known the prince, in Louis’ eyes, he couldn’t be insignificant if he tried. He was brighter than every star up there in the sky. He was all Louis could look at and think about.

13) A Taste of Desire | Explicit | 104,414 words

“As forward as I have been with you this evening, I am also aware this dinner party isn’t the place to conduct business.” Mr. Tomlinson chuckles quietly to himself, shooting a subtle glance across the table towards their hostess. “And besides, I am sure our hostess would be horribly disappointed to learn that we went away this evening with a business agreement and not a mating one.” Harry, who had been sipping his wine, coughs harshly at this. He splutters, unaccustomed to such blatant statements about mating. Mr. Tomlinson continues to laugh quietly, clearly pleased at Harry’s reaction. “Mrs. Humphreys promised that there was an alpha attending the dinner tonight that I would certainly get on well with,” Mr. Tomlinson continues, voice teasing. “She assured me that we would have much in common since we both work with mills.” Mr. Tomlinson glances at Harry, eyes flashing with mirth. “Little did she know that would be where our mutual interests began and ended.”

14) Our Endless Numbered Days | Explicit | 120,815 words

“Harry?” whispered Louis, his mouth dry, his nose pressing against the other’s warm skin. “Mh?” Harry’s humming was gentle, his fingers lightly caressing the younger boy’s arm, his chest steadily rising and falling beneath Louis’ cheek. A couple of seconds passed, and Louis looked up at him in the darkness of the cave, barely able to make out the expression on his face. When he tried to inhale deeply, his breath hitched. He struggled to find the words to tell Harry what he was thinking about. Another couple of seconds passed, and Louis listened to the reassuring beating of the prince’s heart beneath his cheek. He couldn’t. “Nothing,” he whispered, his voice weak. I think you’re half of my soul.

15) Tainted Saints And Velvet Vices | Mature | 126057 words

A self-fulfilling Hogwarts AU in which Louis is new to seventh year and Harry is the resident devil-may-care Slytherin set to make his entire experience a living misery. Due to less than favourable circumstances they’re forced to forge an unwilling, tentative relationship for their own survival. Repressed emotions, decidedly unromantic ballroom dancing, Triwizard Tournament tasks, creative jinxes and twilight flying above the Forbidden Forest ensue.

Check out our other fic rec lists by category here and by title here.

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dracofandom · 2 years

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You're Mine And Only Mine

Summary: Y/n overhears Draco back-bitching about her, so she does something that leaves him fuming with anger.

SMUT, slight fluff

You really did it this time. You knew you went too far and now you're going to pay for it but is it really a punishment if it's exactly what you wanted?

For the past few months, you've been sneaking around with none other than Draco Malfoy, the annoyingly handsome Slytherin Prince. It all started because of how embarrassingly bad he is at charms. Malfoy was flunking and you're the best in the class so Flitwick decided that you were to tutor the twit.

Your tutoring lessons started that same night in the library but you could barely speak a few words to each other before you'd start arguing. Despite this, you couldn't deny the fact that Malfoy is sexy. Of course, you've always known but being so close to him in the empty library seemed to mess with your head, you could barely concentrate on the charm you were trying to teach him. It didn't help that you'd caught him looking at your lips more than once while you spoke.

You're not really sure how it happened but one second you were screaming at him for being an arse and the next he had you pushed up against a bookshelf with his hand up your skirt. Ever since you can't seem to keep your hands off each other, whether it be pushing you into empty classrooms and bending you over a desk or him sneaking into your room so he could put his dick down your throat, it didn't matter as long as you were with Draco.

Everything had been going great with you two, he even showed massive improvement in charms.

Until today when you walked into the library a little early to set up for your lesson with Draco. There he was with Crabbe and Goyle, telling the two idiots that he couldn't stand you and that if it weren't for him needing to pass charms he would never be seen with someone like you, even if his life depended on it. He hadn't seen you until that point and when he did all you could do not to cry in front of them was turn and walk away.

That night after crying in your dorm, you decided that you'd be damned if you let an ass like Malfoy talk about you that way. You are going to make him regret his words if it's the last thing you do and you know just how to do it. If there is one thing you know about Draco it's that the boy does not like to share, especially not the girl he considers his.

The next morning you set your plan into action, spending more time on your appearance than you usually would, making sure you look flawless. As you walk into the great hall for breakfast you immediately make eye contact with Draco and his jaw drops, you just smirk and walk over to your friends, not looking at him once.

You have many classes with the slytherins and in every one of them, you've successfully ignored him. He's sent you many notes apologizing for his words claiming he didn't mean it but you just read them, crumple them up, and throw them away. You aren't going to let him get away with it that easily, even if you do believe him.

Finally, your last class of the day rolls around and its charms, by this point Draco is seething with anger but you could care less. Instead of sitting at the table you usually share with him you walk right past the blonde to sit with Blaise. You can feel his eyes burning into the back of your head but you don't dare turn around.

"Hey Blaise, you don't mind if I sit here do you?" You've always known he has a slight crush on you.

"Of course not y/n, a pretty girl like you doesn't even have to ask." You just smile at him and take a seat, this is already going so much better than you had planned, you only wish you could see the look on Draco's face.

"You know Blaise, I noticed you've gotten a lot better at quidditch, maybe next time there's a game I can wear your jersey for good luck?"

"I'd love that, maybe you could let me take you on a date sometime?"

"We'll see about that Zabini." You wink at him, he just laughs and shakes his head. For the rest of the class, you joke around and flirt with Blaise loud enough for Draco to hear.

When you're leaving Blaise grabs you, "You have something in your hair y/n, let me get it for you." You lean in slightly so he can get it, once he does you thank him and kiss him on the cheek, very close to the corner of his mouth.

As soon as your lips touch his face you feel two cold hands grabbing you by the waist and pulling you away from the dark-haired boy. Draco drags you down the hallway until you finally reach his dorm where he pushes you up against the door.

"What the hell are you playing at y/n, think you can ignore me all fucking day and then flirt with Zabini right in front of me?"

You just smile, "I don't know what you're talking about Draco." You're surprised he doesn't have steam blowing out his ear with how angry he looks.

"You know exactly what you're doing y/n! I'm really sorry, okay? I shouldn't have said any of it, I didn't mean a word-"

"Hmmm, I don't know. I don't think Blaise would say what you did about me, I think I'd rather go talk to him right now." You push him away slightly but don't get far before he has you on the door again, this time with his hand wrapped around your throat, just the way you like it.

"You're mine and only mine!" He's an inch away from your face this time.

"Prove it."

He responds instantly with his lips on yours, his other hand grabbing the end of your hair to tilt your head up while the one around your throat tightens slightly. He pulls away to take off your shirt and bra, immediately putting one of your nipples into his warm mouth while massaging the other one, making you moan.

"Get on your knees. Now."

You don't need to be told twice, you know if he has to repeat himself there will be hell to pay. You start working on his belt while looking up at him through your eyelashes. Once you get the belt off you waste no time taking off his dress pants and boxers. You begin to slowly pump him in your hand, never breaking eye contact.

"Don't tease me y/n!" You immediately flick your tongue over the tip and hollow out your cheeks, taking as much of his dick into your mouth as you could. You bob your head at a steady pace using your hand to pump what you couldn't fit in your mouth, making sure to run your tongue down the base just the way he likes.

He's breathing heavily as he tangles his hand in your hair pushing himself deeper down your throat making your eyes water.

"You look so fucking pretty, you take my dick so well baby girl." You look up at Draco and the sight almost makes you cum, you've never seen someone sexier in your life. Next thing you know he's yanking you up and tearing off your skirt and panties. He takes his shirt off as well but you notice he's still holding his green tie in one hand.

"I want you on the bed face down, ass up, arms behind your back. Do you understand?" All you can manage is a slight nod. You do as you're told when you feel him come up behind you, pulling your hands together and tying them behind your back.

You jolt slightly when you feel his fingers start running up your slick folds, making you moan his name. That's when he smacks a hand down on your ass and all you can do is yelp.

"You've been a bad girl y/n," another smack, "Did you really think I would let you get away with what you did today?" You shake your head furiously as he smacks your ass again.

Draco leans in until he's an inch away from your ear making you clench. "I want you to beg for it." he whispers.

"Please, Draco." You're barely able to get it out, the feeling of his finger brushing against you driving you mad.

"Please what love?" He teases. Yet another smack, followed by a loud moan.

"Please fuck me, I'm begging you." With that he pushes into you, grabbing your hair and pulling you up so your back is against his chest. You feel his hips slamming into your ass with every thrust and all you can do is moan. He reaches around you with his other hand and starts massaging your clit making you scream his name.

He kisses up your neck and you can tell he is purposely leaving dark marks everywhere so everyone knows who you belong to. He lets go of your hair and you fall back down onto the bed, him smacking a hand on your ass again.

"Fuck-" You can't help but moan.

"You like that y/n? Let everyone know who's making you feel this good." And that's exactly what you do. You scream Draco's name over and over again.

"I'm- I'm gonna- Fuck- cum."

"Cum for me sweet girl." He speeds up and you feel your walls tighten around him making him moan your name and that's all it takes for you to let go. He rubs your clit as you ride out your high, making you see white. You feel his thrusts become sloppy and shortly after he's spilling into you.

Draco unties your wrists, kisses both of them, turning you around and pulling you into his chest.

"I wasn't too rough was I?" he looks at you a little worried.

"Perfect as always Draco." You smile at him and he just chuckles softly pulling you in for a sweet kiss.

"Good, don't ever pull that shit you did with Blaise ever again."

"Trust me, I don't plan on it."

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pxgeturner · 1 year

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milkshakes and confessions — t.m.r

pt. 1 — kiss it better, m.list, reblogs are extremely appreciated

you’re trying to make plans with your friends and end up telling your bf you love him for the first time.

an. so i forgot to put this on my wip list hope y’all like this. can be imagined w a r from any house but kinda hufflepuff coded!r :)

wc. 1.8k

You wrap your arms around luna from behind. “luna~” your look to your right, “‘ginny!” and around the people surrounding your friends: hermione, ron, harry, and others “hey guys,” you say looking at no one in particular.

that gets you a lot of weird stares. You look at luna, then at ginny. “did i say something?”

“harry potter is right there!” this kid, who you think is named seamus talks to you like you are an idiot.

“i’m not friends with harry potter.”

“he’s the son of james and lily potter!” ron is turning red.

“that doesn’t make him a saint?” you furrow your brows and wave you hand at him. “i mean good for him but it’s not like he's a merlin reincarnate or something.” you click your tongue at them, “besides i said hi to all of you”

“why are you over here?” a voice sounds from behind you.

“hi tommi,”

“you should be eating over there with me.”

“i’m just hear to- oh!” you look back at luna, “ok hogsmeade trip this weekend, right?”

“right,”

“i thought you and ginny could come with me to go get milkshakes!”

“Sounds good to me!” ginny pips in.

“sll right, milkshakes this weekend.” agrees luna.

“you spend trips to to hogsmeade with me.” tom protests. You remove yourself from luna to turn to your boyfriend.

“and you’re lucky that i love you, otherwise i would’ve plucked out your eyeballs for being so overprotective a long time ago.”

“ok, so see you in class later–” you’re yanked back, “tommi! ah! what are you-” he’s picked you up now, “moon!” you cry out for your friends knowing your boyfriend won’t listen to you.

she giggles and waves, “have fun!”

tom carries you all the way to the abandoned girl’s bathroom. He sets you down in front of a wall.

you laugh, pushing at his chest “what was that tommi?”

he leans into you, hands at either side of your head. “you can’t take things like that back, and you shouldn’t say things you don’t mean.”

“huh?” your noses are touching and you really want to kiss him.

“you said you love me.” you cup his face, toying with a few short strands at your fingertips.

“uh-huh, i do.” he steps back, disconnecting from you completely.

“you shouldn’t.”

You take hold you his hand, rubbing circles into the back of his palm. “you’re my boyfriend, and we’ve been together almost a year.”

tommi mumbles something.

You put a hand under his chin to make him meet your eyes instead of looking at the ground. “what was that?” you smile up at him.

“love potion,”

“i’m not under a potion, silly. or am i acting crazy and obsessive?”

“not you, me! I was born because of a love potion.” he rips his hand out of yours.

“is this you telling me you want to break up?”

“it would be for the best.”

“you asked me out first, do you remember?” you block him from leaving.

“of course i do.”

“i had a crush on you for months my friends would tease me all the time for liking the slytherin prince who only ever studies.” you rest your hands on your hips. “they said i was a fool.”

“i get where this is going-”

“but you asked me out! on valentines day! like an absolute dork!”

“i said. i remember.” he grits his teeth. why won’t you let him leave?

“you like me! you care about me! you make sure i’m drinking water and study with me before exams.”

“like isn’t love!” he has fire in his eyes as he plants his hands on your shoulders, trying to get you to move. “it’s not enough! You deserve more!”

“like turns into love! i don’t believe in that love potion bullshit!”

“i want to love you-”

you’re seriously getting angry, how can the smartest guy in school be so stupid. “then do it! it just takes time! It’s not like one day fireworks and wedding bells are going to go off in your mind because your brain flipped a switch.”

“i don’t want to hurt you.”

“the only way you’re going to hurt me is by leaving right now.”

“what if i never love you?”

“if you ever need to force yourself to do things that typically come naturally then we can be over.” you deflate at the thought, now it’s you looking at the ground.

“if i can love anyone, it’s you. i can’t see myself with anyone else.” he comes in close you, holding your face in his hands, wiping away tears. when did you start crying? and you try to take a deep breath in but it’s all too intense, so it catches in your throat and you have to grab onto tommi’s robes to steady yourself. he pulls you into his chest, rubbing your head.

“i- i love you.” you hiccup, “so, much.” and you wiggle your head to look at him, brown eyes now soft with worry. “And it’s ok that you’re not there yet.”

“i know,” he brushes some hair off your forehead, “i- i know, princess.”

“can we go eat lunch now?

“how can i say no to my best girl?”

“are there other girls?” you’re trying to seem sarcastic.

“my best and only girl.” he kisses your forehead as you two begin to walk back to the great hall. You lean into him as you walk, latched onto his arm. He squeezes your hand, grateful for the fact that you did not let go.

your friends welcome you back with smiles and jokes.

“hello lovebirds, glad you two could finally deign to join us.” mattheo jokes, tom glares at him. you stay leaning on him even sitting down, he winds an arm around your back to support you. he loves his family, he’d do anything for mattheo or mother. in regard to father, he’s not sure, father isn’t like mother, there is no quality time or kind smiles. tom thinks he loves his father, but that’s more complicated. love is confusing and overly complicated, and essentially useless. that’s what he used to tell himself, when he thought he couldn’t experience romantic love. why would he bother with something that is useless. sex on the other hand, sex has purpose, and was experienced physically unlike love. which is just your mind playing tricks on you. sex is an itch that can be easily scratched

but then you arrived. one day just tagging along with pansy with smiles, energy and gentleness. as if you took a flint and steel to his cold heart to spark a fire that burns for you and only you. he understood that romance isn’t just a trick or manipulative tactic used by girls to trap boys. with you he started to think that maybe, just maybe love doesn’t have to be complicated. with you things come easy to him.

you twist your head to press a kiss to his jaw.

“everything all right, my girl?” he whispers into your ear as theo keeps talking. uou nod into his neck.

“want some of mine?” the little food you put on your plate is already gone. You take his fork and steal some potatoes.

“theo stop exaggerating, snape isn’t that bad.”

Theo sets his fork down, “he’s a bitter old man who needs to stop projecting his hurt onto others. he likes the girls more, and you’re a sweetheart.”

“aww, thank you, t.”

pansy looks up from her phone, “now that you mention it, he does favor the fairer sex.”

draco looks nauseated, “why would you say it like that?” he pretends to vomit on the floor, splashing his juice on the floor.

you wave your arm at him, “oye! draco! clean that up right now!”

“yes, ma’am.” he salutes you, grabbing a wad of napkins.

mattheo, who’s next you on your left, turns to you, “can we do our divination projects together?”

“matteo, you have to do your own project. but if you’re struggling, i can help you study the cards.” you offer

“ugh, that class is useless, you can’t predict the future.” tom says, his warm breath hitting your hair.

you tilt your head up, and boop his nose. “you only say that because your mojo is logical classes, but divination is intuitive. it uses your heart, not your brain.” your boyfriend scoffs. “If you’d let me read for you, you’d see–” he puts his hand over your mouth. You wiggle and yell into his hand, trying to get him to let go while your friends merely laugh. he lets go soon though, and you turn to face him, “you actually hate me.” you point a finger at him at look at him accusingly.

“quite the opposite actually,” he says softly, kissing your cheek. that makes your friends go quiet. for some reason, your face goes hot and you turn your body completely away from him, and cover your face with your hands.

your feet that were propped against matteo thighs get pushed down. “get your stinky feet off of me.”

that snaps you out of it, “y’know mattheo, you’re such an asshole.”

mattheo glares back at you, opening his mouth to respond, but closes it, suddenly interested in his food.

tom puts his chin to your shoulder, “don’t bother with him.” he presses another kiss to your cheek and convinces you to leave to go to the library. sitting at your usual table, tom tutors you in a particularly frustrating unit in transfiguration.

“so milkshakes on saturday at fortescue’s?” he mentions randomly.

“yeah with luna and ginny.” you try to go back to the question you were answering before he interrupted.

“why would they join us?” he presses.

“i’m having milkshakes with luna and ginny, you can hang out with the others.” you correct him.

“why would you do that?”

you roll your eyes. “i eat breakfast with you, i eat lunch with you, i eat dinner with you. and we’re studying right now.” you look up from your paper, “if i spend any more time with you I will become you.”

“not all the time,” he refutes, “and you just said you love me, and now you want to cancel hogsmeade?”

you grab his chin and squish his cheeks, “and i do love you! but i do have non slytherin friends. it's not fair to them or me if we never get to see each other.”

he makes a sound of discontent.

you softly tug his ear.

“fine milkshakes on saturday for you. and… something else for me.”

now you kiss his cheek.

he might not be perfect, but he’s yours. and all that matters is that he tries. it might take a couple of attempts, but he’s such a quick learner.

it’s what you love about him.

#tom riddle #tom riddle x reader #tom riddle x you #wizarding world #tom riddle fluff #tommi riddle #harry potter #hufflepuff #slytherin #gryffindor #ravenclaw #slytherin x ravenclaw #slytherin x slytherin #slytherin x gryffindor #but mostly #hufflepuff x slytherin #tommi my love #i seriously love him so much #my poor boy trying to figure out his own mind

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crookedkingdomruinedme · 1 year

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Kimchay in Hogwarts <3

Yes, I'm still stuck on my fic but here's a Kimchay Hogwarts AU.

Like I said in my last post, Kim's a Slytherin in a house full of Gryffindors (straight parallel to Sirius, who was a Gryffindor in a house of Slytherins) and Porchay is a Hufflepuff, just like his brother.

To make all characters fit in, let's just pretend that Kim's only a year older than Chay but they're in the same year as Kim rolled in late. So, both of them are in their 5th year. Chay's 15 while Kim just turned 16.

Kim's the lone wolf of 5th year. (Inspired by Regulus Black my beloved) and doesn't really interact much with anyone. Dubbed the Ice Prince due to his stunning looks but his cold face, he mostly stays to himself with his nose stuck in a book and does his things without bothering anyone. He's, obviously, a star here as well for his music, but it's always uploaded anonymously, and so far no one knows who actually Wik is. So yeah, he's more than a bit touch starved and very bad at actual student social interaction. He doesn't even talk to his brother/s at school at all due to the constant rivalry between Gryffindors and Slytherins (never mind the fact that he thinks Kinn doesn't even want to talk to him after his sorting). Vegas, for the most part, leaves him alone unless there are some "joint jobs" to do with Kim. Macau, being the annoying cousin he is, always seems to stick to Kim and disrupt his peace. But that's all anyone sees on the surface.

Porchay's the sunshine of 5th-year students. A chill guy who's fun to hang out with and never judging. Everyone knows him or has at least heard of him (just like everyone knows Kim but for exactly different reasons). He's famous for his kind personality and acceptance of all things weird(TM). He's comfortable with his sexuality and is a great help to students who just want to explore or talk about their gender/sexuality issues to someone other than an adult. An absolute Wik fan and always daydreaming about who the person could actually be. So yeah, he's comfortable in his lanky form, has a cool brother who's also a pain in his arse, helps around at the herbology garden whenever he can, and is a good tutor, even if he is not that extraordinary at studies. The other students are kind of freaked out by the two brothers. It's like they have twin telepathy with the way they understand each other by just looks.

Anygays, That's their background in the school.

Kim's a straight-A student, obviously. He's an extraordinarily strong wizard, being able to do a variety of spells that someone of his age shouldn't be able to. This just adds to the rumors that already surround him though, about how he's secretly a dark magic practice and stuff. He's on top of the class by a mile to the other students, untouchable even in his studies. The one class he thrives the most is Defense Against Dark Arts, it's as if he was born to do it. Ironic considering his overall image at school.

But of course, every smart student faces a challenge in at least one class, and for him it's Herbology. Even though animals absolutely adore him, it's as if these plants can't even look in his direction. It's frustrating him to no end. He's mad at himself too, how can a few plants hate him with such an intensity that they won't even come near his hands???

It's bad for his OWLs too, which he's already stressed enough about it as it is, he doesn't need saplings adding to it. He needs to pass this class damn it!

The worst part is that no one's willing to help him. He doesn't really have anyone to ask for help. He's 100% sure Kinn would walk the other way if he even comes close to him (he already averts his eyes whenever they see each other anyway). Macau's just as shit as him in caring for anything, no matter alive or not. Vegas doesn't even take these classes, and even if he did, Kim wouldn't go near him with a ten-foot pole. It's not really as if he has any friends, with students always walking the other way if he so much as comes close to them. And he gets it, okay? He absolutely does. He wouldn't go near himself if he could, either. But this also means he's stuck without any help and he's scared of falling behind in his classes and what Papa would do if he failed one.

Enter Porchay, An absolute god at Herbology but horrendously lacking in his Defence against Dark Arts skills. He also wants to pass OWLs with flying colors, if only to help his brother and make him proud. After all, Porsche passed with one of the highest scores of his age, and who is Porchay if not competitive?

It starts one evening when Porchay's helping Professor Sprout with arranging the new batch of seeds needed for the second semester when he sees Kim, sitting in one of the greenhouses and looking at a book with such fury Porchay was scared that it might just catch fire.

Of course, Porchay recognized him. Kimhan Theerapanyakul is a mystery to everyone in Hogwarts. A kid that didn't speak much but always seemed to look superior to anyone. Porchay has seen him around the school, and even shares a few classes with him, but has never talked to him. He's beautiful, Porchay thinks, vastly different from his two older Gryffindor brothers.

Shaking himself out of his thoughts, he asks Professor Sprout what Kim's doing here, to which she sighs and tells him how that kid just won't give up on this class even though he's on the verge of failing.

And hey, Porchay can respect a stubborn person with enough fire to keep going. It's when the professor goes on to say how he's got more than enough points from his DADA classes that a light bulb goes off in his head.

Porchay's always been a bit reckless, a trait shared between both the Kittiswat brothers. He knows and has heard about the different rumors surrounding the other boy, ranging from curious to borderline disturbing, but will he listen to them? No. He likes to make observations on people by himself, something that will eventually be his downfall, but for now, it's that curiousness that pushes him forward to stand behind the green-clad boy and tap his shoulders.

He interestingly notes how Kim didn't even flinch at the sudden contact but simply looks at him with an eyebrow raised.

For now, Porchay extends his right hand out for a handshake, smiles brightly, and says, "Hello, I'm Porchay, and I'd love for you to be my DADA tutor"

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888sss · 10 months

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He loves me, He loves me, not.

Draco Malfoy x Potter!Reader

This is another "Draco Malfoy is a cheater" blob I can make another part if you are interested. (which would end better than this one) Writing angst is fun.

Warnings: cheating (no others I can think of)

I sat teary-eyed in the cold, dark corridors of Hogwarts. I never should have let it come this far, to the point that I'm crying over a boy, Harry warned me not to dare even look at. It was a shame, I listened to the lies, over my brother's warnings. I knew Draco was the Slytherin prince, every girl who looked in his direction, got exactly what they wanted, even just for a night. But once we became friends I realized the boundaries I'd set were useless and my feelings were no different than every other green-robed girl.

When I blinked, I only saw the image that i was running from; the silhouette that i recognized all too well, in a dimly lit corner of the hallway, his hands on her waist, sliding to places they shouldn't have been. I stood there for a second, in shock, but as soon as his head snapped towards me, i felt his eyes burn into me for a split second, before i turned the closest corner and ran.

Nowhere specific came to mind, but my feet felt as if they knew exactly where they were going. I could hear faint footsteps following me, so I ran faster, turning corners, running up short stairways, anything I found. I was out of breath from running, and crying so I stood behind a pillar and took a deep breath, letting my back slide down the cold concrete walls as my legs became weak beneath me.

I closed my eyes and worked on my breathing, in and out, my tears became a constant stream down my cheeks and off my chin. my face burned where the tears fell, but I felt it was deserved, as I walked myself right into this situation.

As I hated it, we had walked together so many times through these hallways I didn't even have to think twice to know it was Draco, whose footsteps stopped a few feet away from where I sat.

"I know what you're thinking," he said, as he let his body fall opposite mine. I looked him in the eyes waiting for him to continue.

"You think I'm a cheater, and that you should've listened to your brother," Draco said without breaking eye contact. Was he trying to use reverse psychology because there was no way I was going to let that work? However, I stayed silent preferring he did the talking, wondering if I'd get an explanation.

"I'd never do anything to hurt you. You know that." His voice fills the silence we created.

"Do I?" I asked. Genuinely curious as to what about his actions would make me believe that. "Because honestly, everything I saw before you sat down has been quite the opposite."

I waited for him to say something, anything. "A boyfriend who didn't want to hurt me wouldn't have been kissing another girl, but let's just pretend that didn't happen for a second, shall we?" My voice caught in my throat as I started to cry; realizing I was being generous by even giving him an explanation.

"A good boyfriend would not sit across from me in the hallway while I cry, but a guilty one wouldn't comfort me because he knew what he did was wrong. He wouldn't because a good boyfriend cares, and wow was I naive to think that you, the Slytherin prince, with the option of any girl you wanted, would care." I scolded him, I wanted to make him feel little, and I wanted him to feel useless, as a boyfriend, and as a person, which I assume I did because he said nothing.

I rose to my feet, staring down at the blonde boy, who refused to meet my eyes.

"Draco?" A small voice came from around the corner. It was a Hufflepuff whom I recognized from our Herbology class. I wasn't sure of her name, but Draco's head snapped in her direction when she spoke.

I waited for either of them to say anything else, but his gaze finally locked with mine, and the moonlight from the window allowed me to see his puffy eyes and a wet line down his cheek where a tear had fallen.

I stared at him, and he moved to stand before me, reaching for my face. I dodged his grasp causing him to take a step back and his face twisted in pain.

"Please," he croaked, "You're all I have. Don't leave me."

I'd never seen him like this before, he wasn't defending himself, nor was he apologizing, but he was begging me not to leave him.

"I'm obviously not all you have," I told him motioning at the yellow-robed girl who hadn't gotten the hint that this was a personal conversation, "Therefore you must really need me if you're begging like this, and currently you're not on my list for handouts." I sounded cold, usually my brother was the one with the attitude, but I left it at that, and walked away. Ignoring the sound of him pleading for me to change my mind.

#draco malfoy #draco x reader #draco x y/n #harry potter

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mrsfrecklesmarauders · 2 days

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Once upon a time, The Kingdom of Fire and The Kingdom of Ice became one when The Fire King and The Ice Queen got married. King and Queen weren't nice and didn't want the best for their people. They were mean. And they enjoyed punishing anyone who opposed them by burning them or freezing them.

The Fire Prince, son of the King, was as vicious and ambitious as his father. He was supposed to inherit the kingdom and become king one day. But The Ice Princess, daughter of the Queen, was the opposite of what her family was. She was kind, she was innocent, and she was merciful. Unaware of the horrors that The King, Queen and Prince did to others.

The Princess wasn't allowed to do many things. She was mainly trapped in the castle to practice her ballet, have tea with her annoying cousins, dutchesses of Slytherin, and do princess's chores.

Fool was the princess to believe that was life.

"I'm sorry, babe, but that dress is horrid" Dutchess Alecto was telling the other Dutchess Alice as they had tea and chatted.

"I'm waiting to get married to Duke Longbottom to inherit his family's fortune. You know well I have to sew my own dresses until then" Dutchess Alice answered embarrassed.

But Dutchess Alecto laughed and laughed, she had been born among riches and beauty. She told everyone she knew she was meant to marry the Fire Prince one day and become Queen. Shame she lacked brains.

"I think your dress is wonderful, Alice" Of course The Ice Princess was always nice and gentle. And she felt sorry for Alice's embarrassment.

"Thanks, Princess" Alice smiled.

"Don't lie to her, Princess" Alecto whispered to her "No wonder she is only marrying a Duke while I am marrying a Prince"

The scream the hallow dutchess made after sipping her tea could have made the castle tremble "This is cold! Where's the servitude when it is needed?"

"Sorry, Almighty" The maid Mary came running. She was also beautiful and very intelligent but the had the unfortunate fate to have been born in poverty. "Needed something, perhaps?"

"Tea is awfully made, you absolute fool! What do they pay you for?"

"I'm not being paid, Almighty" Mary bowed.

"And who will if you serve like this?"

The Princess liked Mary as a friend but knew of she defended her from the royals, they would made fun of her. After all, she was only a maid. Alecto dismissed the lady. But Mary had the idea of revenge as he dropped the cup of tea on Alice's poor dress, making her scream in surprise.

"What is wrong with you?"

"Oh. I am sorry, Almighty" Mary didn't sound sorry at all "My bad, my slippery hands"

"I mean she is doing you a favor, darling. That dress has no remedy" Alecto commented.

Alice was offended as she cleaned herself. The Princess shared a hidden smile with her maid.

"Princess Dorcas," Alecto turned to her now bored "You should marry that distant Prince everyone is talking about ...the handsome one, Avery"

"Yeah he seems like a good match for you, Princess" Alice added.

"A real bluff for sure" Mary murmured as she cleaned. But luckily, the girls didn't hear her.

The thing was that the Princess liked someone else. The adventurous, wonderful and very beautiful Warrior McKinnon. Personal guard and escort of the Princess herself. With an athletic body and gorgeous looks, the beautiful princess couldn't help to feel protected and loved by that knight. McKinnon was a warrior that had fought many battles, been into many adventures and saved many people. McKinnon had become a legend.

Now, in secrecy, the Ice Princess was in love with her protector. Though she knew it was not meant to be. Even if McKinnon felt the same for her princess, The King and Queen would never allow it. And The Prince would kill anyone who dared to be even look at the Princess.

"I don't think..."

Dorcas's words were interrupted when Alecto smiled looking at something behind Dorcas "Speaking about my future husband" she said as she fixed her hair.

The Fire Prince was handsome but his expression made him look cruel and scary. Word had it he was a true womanizer. That he loved fooling around and having big parties. The Princess, on the other hand, didn't see this side of her brother. She was fooled thinking he was a nice person.

"Ladies..." The Prince said as the three girls raised to their feet.

"Prince Nicolai" they chanted at the same time as they took a little bow.

"Little Sister" The Prince added, winking at Dorcas making the girl smile. Ever since they were little The Fire Prince had been his sister's hero.

"Don't I look more handsome today?" Prince Nicolai asked and the three girls nodded "I took an expensive milk bath today. I heard it reduces the wrinkles"

"You look absolutely great, Almighty" Alecto smiled, expecting to get the attention of her future husband "If you say those baths do wonders to the skin then I should probably..."

The Prince raised his hand looking bored "Shut up, you stupid girl"

Alecto let out a deflated shriek and pouted. The Prince was already taking a seat in between the dutchesses wrapping an arm around their shoulders. The girls were blushing and smiling happy to have the Prince's attention. But he was looking to the maid on the floor, specifically at her arse while she scrubbed the floor.

"You!" he exclaimed, making Mary blink at him "Why don't bring me a drink?"

"Right away, sir" Mary answered with annoyance and as she walked away the Prince was not subtle to stare at her bum again. "Although you are just a fine drink yourself, peach" he whispered.

"Excuse me, your Almighty!" Alecto hit his shoulder, her voice high-pitched as a squirrel. "I am supposed to be YOUR wife! Me!" she pointed to herself.

The Prince didn't sound interested "Please, darling. You know my nature. A chaser by heart..."

Alecto seemed to be considering it "That's true"

"You know I am marrying you, my darling, because you are such a pinhead, you won't even realize when I am cheating"

Alecto let out a loud gasp while Alice giggled in complicity with The Prince.

"You are kind of a pinhead" Alice agreed.

Still in a high pitched squirrel voice "I am not! Princess, tell them I have a brain!"

But the Princess had been distracted staring through the window. Outside on the garden, her warrior had been practicing with her sword. She was impeccable as a ninja. The Princess couldn't stop staring at her sweaty body and flying golden hair.

"How can someone be so perfect?" The Princess murmured to herself, biting her lip. And she blushed when McKinnon noticed she was being stared at and waved. The Princess waved back. There was complicity there. There was love there.

"What are you staring at, Sister?"

"Nothing!" Dorcas looked away.

But it was too late for The Prince had noticed.

"Sister, this is... This is unacceptable! You cannot like that... that... Mud girl. A woman so filthy and unrefined"

"You don't know her at all, Brother" The Princess begged "She is... She is everything to me"

The Fire Prince was furious. He took his father's sword and ran outside.

"Noo! Wait!" The Princess close to his feet. The dutchesses filled with curiosity followed. Even Mary, dropped the Prince's drink to the floor to get a view.

"YOU!!" The Prince shouted gaining the unbothered reaction from the warrior herself. "You filthy dirty scum! Stay away from the Princess in the name of this Kingdom"

"That's all you got, Fire Clown?" McKinnon asked, playing with the sword in between her hands.

Alecto gasped openly and Alice covered her mouth. Mary tried to cover her smile.

"What did you just call me?"

"What you heard, fool!" The warrior approached "The Princess and I love each other and there is nothing you can you to break us up" she exclaimed "And your face is ugly!"

This time everyone gasped, even The Prince. But The Princess Dorcas was smiling. And she looked so beautiful like that.

"I want to run away and marry her, Brother" The Princess said "If you love me just a little, you will let me go. Say whatever to the King and Queen"

"Never!" The Prince roared. He took the Princess by her arm, placing her behind "If you want to take The Princess somewhere, you will have to do it over my dead body, Mud Girl. Shame I will have to kill you first"

McKinnon wasn't worried for she had fought worse than a capricious prince.

"As if you can take me, Spark Clown"

"Careful, McKinnon" The Princess warned "My brother is good with the sword"

To prove she was better, McKinnon made a dangerous trick with her sword, twisting it in between her hands. Everyone was impressed. The Prince swallowed. But he charged.

What came next was an epic battle between Prince and Warrior that would be worth it of a Hollywood movie. The Prince gave the warrior a good fight. But he didn't play fair. He was nasty and The Warrior was distracted by her princess's worried look. So taking advantage of the distraction, The Prince Striked. The Princess screamed.

Wounded by the Prince's tricks, the warrior McKinnon dropped to the floor. It would only take one last swing to finish with her. Dying for love was an honorable way to go, thought the warrior as she closed her eyes.

"Noooo!"

But in just seconds, The Princess was between the sword and the warrior. The Prince wounded her instead. So he dropped the sword in surprise.

The sky became red as the Princess's white dress. The clouds were dark. The Kingdom was mourning their kind Princess. Without her there would be no hope, only despair.

Mary, Alice and Alecto were crying, Alecto the loudest. And all the Prince could do as he watched her sister die was murmur apologies.

The warrior didn't listen. She had her lover between her arms. Bloody hands covering the wound in her belly. A red stain that was ruining the perfect white of her dress.

The Ice Princess was smiling. Looking into The warrior's eyes with love.

"No!" McKinnon cried "I should have taken you away sooner. I should have rescued you from them!!"

Dorcas smiled sympathetically. "I love you" she murmured as she coughed blood. Then:

"McKinnon!"

"Noo! Don't leave me, Princess!!"

"Hey McKinnon"

"Don't die!! Please don't die!"

"I am not dying, Marlene" Dorcas laughed "Please wake up"

Marlene opened her eyes to the bright sun and it hurt to see. So she blinked to the side to find Dorcas fine and well next to her. They weren't in a distant castle. Just outside Hogwarts near the lake. Marlene was not a warrior, just a plain student. Dorcas was not a Princess. Well, she kind of was.

"You fell asleep. I'm sorry, I thought it would only take me a minute to finish this assignment"

"It's okay" Marlene yawned and rubbed her eyes as she sat up.

"I completely ruined our date by revising, didn't I?" Dorcas asked as she finished writing something down and closed her folder.

"Was this date though?" Marlene teased.

"No, you are right" Dorcas chuckled "You asked if we could hang and I said had to finish my essay and you insisted on keeping me company. Then you fell asleep"

"How am I not supposed to sleep if you ignore me in our date?" Marlene shrugged.

Dorcas snorted and hit her tigh gently "You said it wasn't a date, McKinnon!"

Something about the way Dorcas said it reminded Marlene of the dream. And she laughed. Because it was ridiculous. Then she kissed her girlfriend, who responded eagerly.

"Wait" Dorcas said between kisses "What were you dreaming about? Was I dying in your dream?"

"Don't remember" Marlene answered nervously. She remembered it vividly but it was embarrassing to tell "You know how they say you forget about everything you dream as you wake up? I'm like... Bum.... All blank.... Nothing... Sorry" she shrugged and kissed the suspicious look on Dorcas's face.

Dorcas giggled "Okay" but continued kissing her.

Everything was great, Marlene could do this forever until they were interrupted.

"Hey Dorki!! Dorki... Dorcas!"

Marlene wished those had been invented characters only on her dream. But they existed in real life. Nicolai Mulciber, Alecto Carrow and Alice Fortescue were waiting at the Castle's Entrance.

Nick was like the torturous prince of Slytherin. So popular and annoying like in her dream. And worse, Dorcas's stepbrother. Alecto and Alice were Dorcas's best friends. So hallow and plastic it seemed untrue. Well not as exaggerating like in the dream, they were real people, but still.

"Come on, babe! We will be late for class!" Alecto yelled with her squirrel voice. "Oh hello, Mud Girl. Nice outfit, darling"

She didn't say it in a nice way because the comment made her friends laugh. Marlene looked down to herself. She had forgotten that she was using her Rugby Uniform still covered in mud. She was planning to change later since she had little time to see Dorcas before class and she had wanted to take advantage of every second.

"I can't believe they still call me, Mud Girl" Marlene groaned.

"Don't worry. They mean it in a nice way"

Dorcas was still very innocent to see the truth. Or maybe she just saw the best in people. The problem with dating the Ice Princess was not about her. She was perfect. Just that her family and friends were the problem. They were awful.

And Marlene couldn't fight a duel with her step brother like in her dream. Dorcas loved them. So Marlene had to stand them. Because Dorcas had made an effort to get to know Marlene's friends and like them. There was no point of comparison. Marlene's friends were ten times better. But it was only fair to try and do the same.

"What's up guys? Everything good?" Marlene waved.

She wasn't the problem. It was them and their stupid judgemental stare and their mocking smirks. They hated her.

"Come Dorcas! Move it!" Alecto insisted.

"Gotta go" Dorcas bit her lip in apology "See you later, McKinnon?"

Marlene faked a smile "Sure"

Dorcas leaned in to kiss her once more. Then she sent shivers down Marlene's spine when she whispered:

"I think you covered in mud is a sexy image"

Then Dorcas picked up her things and left quick before Marlene's cheeks turned bright red. Why was she so perfect? Why did Marlene like her so much?

Marlene had heard that having a partner was also dating their friends. And Marlene didn't believe it true until now. She would have to learn to like Nick and Alecto and Alice. Because they weren't going anywhere.

Marlene was willing. But Nicolai's dirty look didn't say the same as he stared back once the girls had gone inside to their respective class. Fire Prince. Eyes full of malice.

Marlene hated him. She hated him. She hated him.

"Marly! There you are, I was looking for you everywhere!"

And Marlene hated the way Nicolai Mulciber was staring at Mary. Like a piece of meat.

"Everything good, Macdonald?" he asked.

"Nick" Mary pursed her lips and crossed her arms when she noticed him.

Mulciber smiled before giving Mary a wink. Then he turned to Marlene.

"See you in class, Mud Girl" Mulciber spat before getting back inside.

"What a pig" Mary commented as she helped Marlene to her feet.

"Yeah, a real pig"

Nick was none other than the step brother of Marlene's girlfriend. And he was the true villain of the story. It wasn't fair that she had to stand him.

#This is absolutely ridiculous but it is a dream #Only Marlene would picture something like that in her brain #She is so funny and I love her #marauders #maraudersera #muggleau #marlene mckinnon #dorcas meadowes #mulciber #alecto carrow #alice fortescue #mary mcdonald #dorlene #marlene x dorcas #yeah Dorcas and Mulciber are step siblings in my headcanon

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Somehow, I Love You D.M | Draco Malfoy Fanfic

3- Not My Boyfriend

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Summary: Draco sits next to Cat in Potions, worried that she might not be alright after Umbridge's detention the night before. This action brings up confusion by her three Gryffindor friends as well as a misunderstanding on Draco's side. In the end they all have their wands pointed at each other, all because of misunderstandings and mistrust.

Warnings: Swearwords, anger

Author's note: This one's quite long, I apologise! But I hope you still like it! Feedback, likes and reblogs are always welcome

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3. Not My Boyfriend

Cat had been careful not to use her left hand at breakfast the next morning, not wanting her fellow housemates to see the still burning words on the back of her hand. She had decided to put away the thoughts of Draco from last night as well, making sure not to look at him while they were eating. She only looked up when a whine had escaped Pansy's lips, who was sitting close to Draco a few seats away from Cat. Pansy's hands had been clinging to his right arm and for some reason he had suddenly pushed her away with an annoyed look on his face, which had made her whine. Matthew rolled his eyes next to Cat and groaned with disgust.

"I don't know why he still bothers. I know she's fit but..." Matthew took a good look at Pansy while she tried to wrap her hands around Draco again, "she's not that fit"

"I've heard the sex is pretty good though" Cat tried to sound casual, but she could not hide the small jealousy that had started to grow inside her stomach. Not that she wanted to date Draco, she only wished she knew how good his sex was. The images that had been filling her head last night in the common room began to put themselves on display in her head again. She pushed them quickly away.

"They barely have sex anymore" Matthew shrugged while looking carefully at his female friend. She was good at hiding her interest in Draco, but he knew her too well. He knew the look on her face when she wanted something or someone. It was the same look Draco had had a couple of nights ago, when he was looking at Cat. He smirked teasingly at her and pushed her gently with his shoulder, "why don't you give it a go?" Cat looked surprised at him, trying to look disgusted, but without luck. She knew that he knew her too well for her to be lying to him. She shook her head and took her eyes away from him. She quickly gathered her black leather bag and stood up, finally looking down at Matthew again.

"I don't have the time for Princes" She simply said and made her way to their first class, Potions. Slytherin had Potions with Gryffindor, which meant she had the chance to spend some time with the trio. She was not sure if she wanted to share Umbridge's punishment methods with them yet, knowing it would result in them worrying too much. But she was curious about wether Harry had suffered the same punishment as her last night. She saw them walking towards the dungeons and she hurried to catch up with them, giving them a smile. They were talking about Harry's scar hurting again and she joined their conversation, happy to take her mind off Draco, although Harry worried her a lot. Harry was not the same this year, all of his friends had noticed. He was angrier and mostly kept himself to himself. He had also begun to see things others did not, like the creatures that apparently were pulling the carriages from the train station to the castle. All this worried his three friends very much, especially because they had no answers to why he was behaving like that. They arrived at Snape's classroom and found themselves their seats, Ron sitting next to Cat in the back of the class with Harry and Hermione at the desk next to them.

"Harry is getting more and more grim" He whispered in Cat's ear, making sure that their friend did not hear them.

"I know, he scolded me yesterday for looking at him for too long" Cat said, worry painted clear in her face. Harry's head snapped towards them and both Cat and Ron looked quickly down to their books, hoping that Harry had not heard them. The classroom began to be filled with students, when someone suddenly stood next to Ron. Cat did not look up from her Potions book, thinking it was just some Gryffindor wanting to talk to Ron. She only looked up when he stood up with a groan and moaning about it, finding a new seat a few desks away. Ron's seat was taken by a tall figure and a smell of apples and that expensive cologne hit her nose. Beside her sat the handsome blonde with his grey eyes, looking casually through his own book and chewing on his crispy green apple as if nothing was the matter.

"Can I help you?" Cat asked, her confusion making her tone sound a bit rude. Secretly she did not mind at all though, having to smell his cologne for the rest of the class.

"No," Draco shook his blonde locks, making the hair at the front sway as well. He did not lift up his gaze to meet hers, but only continued to chew on his apple. Snape began his class and so both of them turned their attention towards him. "How's your hand?" Draco suddenly whispered, leaning closer towards Cat so their shoulders met. His darting eyes looked at her with a genuine look. She furrowed her brows, not expecting his sudden concern towards her well being.

"Better" She simply said, suspicion still in her eyes. Although his presence made her heart beat faster, she did not want to show it. She had shown weakness last night in the common room and she did not want it to happen again. She knew Draco would use it against her, if he knew that he made her weak in the knees. And he was not allowed to have that power over her.

"Good. I still really want to do something about it though" he still sounded genuinely concerned about her, but something inside of Cat told her not to trust him. Through all the years she had known Draco he had been distant to her, even after she had become friends with Matthew. Although he had been kind to her at the Yule Ball and some time after that, but not like this. His sudden change of behaviour made the butterflies inside her stomach swirl around, but did not allow herself to show it.

"Don't. I can take care of myself you know" she said harshly. Draco's brown furrowed and he looked a bit hurt by her rudeness. Instantly she felt guilty as it dawned for her that perhaps he was sincere about his concern and that he really just wanted to help her. "Thanks" she muttered and gave him a careful smile. But it was too late, Draco's cold look was back on his beautiful face and he looked away from her.

"Don't bother" he mumbled, looking down on his hands and playing with his silver rings. Cat studied the boy next to her, not knowing what to do with the situation. Draco had always made it clear that he disliked her as much as he disliked Harry. She was a traitor in his eyes and he had never been shy to tell her. So although she always had felt attracted to the tall platinum haired boy with the stormy grey eyes and the smug smirk on his lips, she had kept a cold facade up. Just like him. She had thought she had only imagined the mutual sexual frustration yesterday in the common room, but perhaps she had not? Perhaps Draco had felt the same way as her? She shook her head and tore her gaze away from the pretty boy, telling herself that she surely was imagining it. Draco hated her because of her choice of friends and nothing had changed.

"Miss Carrow are you with us today or do you have Bubotuber Pus in your ears?" Snape's cold sneering tore her out of her own thoughts, making her jump a bit in her seat. She saw up at her professor, looking half amused by her startle. Out of the corner of her eye she saw that the whole class was looking at her, chuckling.

"Sorry Professor" She mumbled, looking down at her hands on the table.

"So can you tell me what is so distinctive by the Amortentia potion?" Snape asked sly, crossing his arms in front of his chest, making him look terrifying.

"It's distinctive by its mother-of-pearl sheen and its steam rising in spirals. It also smells differently to each of us according to what attracts that person" Cat smiled up at her professor, fortunate that potions was one of her strong sides. Snape nodded and she thought she saw one of the corners of his mouth tuck upwards. The trio hated Snape, but as he was the head of her house, she thought he was not so bad at all. Not against her at least.

"Five points to Slytherin and now quit staring at Mr Malfoy, please Miss Carrow. You can do that in your spare time" Cat's confident smile disappeared and she felt her cheeks become the colour of Ron's hair. She felt Draco's body shaking with a quiet laughter and her cheeks became an even deeper shade of red. She looked down at her hands again, wanting to vanish at that very moment. Draco's body stopped shaking and she could suddenly feel him lean in closer to her. She felt his sweet breath on her ear.

"Your boyfriend is staring very angrily at us" he whispered smug and Cat looked confused at him. She then followed his nod towards Harry, who right enough sat and looked very angry at them. He turned hastily around as she caught him looking.

"Your girlfriend is looking very jealously at us" Cat whispered back at Draco, a bit too harshly maybe, she thought. She nodded towards Pansy who looked like she was about to hex Cat into a rat or something worse in any minute. Draco looked briefly at Pansy and then turned his sparkling eyes towards Cat again, looking intense in her eyes.

"She's not my girlfriend"

"He's not my boyfriend"

"Glad we cleared that up" Draco gave her a smug smile, clearly amused by the whole situation. Cat felt her embarrassment fade a bit and her heart was beginning to beat faster again. She began to feel her body longing for his touch once again, just like last night.

"Wait..." Cat suddenly realized what Draco had just said about Pansy and gave him a look of confusion "what'd you mean Pansy's not your girlfriend?"

"We broke up before school started" Draco shrugged and looked quite unbothered by his breakup with the Slytherin Queen.

"But she's been clinging on to you like a... like a Bubotuber" disgust was in her voice as she used Snape's reference to the slimy slugs with the thick, yellowish-green pus. Draco chuckled quietly to her reference and shook his head, his smug smile still painted on those perfect lips of his. His head was a bit crook as he watched her carefully.

"Yeah well, we've still been... doing it" he said carefully, watching Cat's face looking disgusted at him. "But not for a long time, I don't fancy her or anything. She just can't let go of me." he said quickly as he saw a slight disappointment in her eyes. Although Cat hated to admit it, she felt a burning sting in her chest as the words left his lips. Pictures of Draco and Pansy having hot, messy sex filled her mind and she did not like it one bit. It felt almost like jealousy.

"I couldn't care less who you're shagging, Malfoy" she said, putting up her cold facade again. How was it that she always weakened when being with him, giving him ammunition to use against her, she thought angrily to herself. Draco looked hurt at her as she used his surname and the excitement about finding out she was apparently not dating Potter disappeared quickly. Leaving him with a sting in his chest. Cat did not see this though, as she was too busy turning her head away from him, hiding her true feelings from him. Draco studied her intensely as her eyes were glued on Snape, who was still talking about Amortentia, the love potion.

For the rest of the class, Cat and Draco did not say another word to one another. Draco sat and studied her when she did not notice. He had been sure that he had felt the mutual lust for one another yesterday, after he had seen her bloody hand in the common room. He had become sincerely angry at Umbridge and he had been really concerned about Cat's well being. When he had seen the same lust in her eyes as there were in his, he had hoped that there might be a chance. A chance to finally get to know her, get to know her body and feel it against his own. Apparently it was all up in his head, he thought angry to himself. Why he was angry he did not know exactly. Perhaps because he felt rejected by the beautiful Slytherin girl next to him, foolish to believe he might actually have a chance with her. He knew he was popular and could have almost any girl, but it was her he wanted and had wanted since the Triwizard Tournament last year. But she was too good for him and he knew it, although he would never admit it to anyone. There was a reason why Potter fancied her as well, and that was because of her kindness that so many other Slytherin's were not possessing, Draco included.

Snape ended his class at last and told the students to write a paper about Amortentia, which they would be brewing next time. Cat and Draco stood up simultaneously and then looked one another in the eyes. Cat could not read Draco's blank face, his kindness from earlier had gone completely. It was perhaps her own fault, Cat thought as he finally turned around and walked away from her. She had been very cold towards him although he had tried to be friendly for once. She sighed, confused by whatever was going on between them. Confused if there even was something going on between them or if it was all inside her head. All she knew was that her heart kept beating fast whenever he was near and that she still wanted to kiss those rosy lips of his so bad that she almost felt sick. Sick with lust.

She turned her head and saw the trio making their way to her. They all had a free period now and they had agreed to spend it down by the lake together. So off they went, out of the gloomy dungeons and into the warm sunlight. Cat looked up and smiled softly as she felt the sun embrace her with its warm touch. She was happy to finally be outside the dark dungeon and away from Draco, finally feeling like she could think straight and relax again. But this relaxed feeling did not last long. As the four of them had settled down onto the green grass between some white and yellow flowers, Harry began the topic of the Slytherin Prince immediately.

"So what's the deal with Malfoy?" He asked, a bit too harshly in Cat's opinion. Hermione thought apparently so too, as she gave Harry a stern look. He did not notice, his green eyes fixating on Cat only.

"There's no deal with him" Cat said, not convincing her friends though. They all looked at her with lifted eyebrows, Ron smiling smug at her.

"It looked like you two were ready to eat each other up" Ron said, laughing a bit. Cat rolled her eyes and laid her back onto the freshly smelling grass, closing her eyes and enjoying the sunshine on her pale skin. She did this as well to hide her true feelings and how her cheeks were reddened by the thought of her and Draco eating each other up.

'Oh, how was Ron right about that', she thought. Or at least the part about her wanting to eat Draco up, she was not sure about if he wanted to do the same. Or at least she was not sure anymore.

"We just... bumped into each other last night after my detention with Umbridge" Cat told truthfully, knowing very well that she had to tell her friends something to shut them up. She still laid with her eyes closed, making it easier for her not to show how her body was screaming after Draco's touch every time she thought about him.

"And?" Hermione asked suspiciously with an eyebrow raised and a small smug smile on her lips. She had already seen the lust for Draco in Cat's eyes last year. She remembered how they had been drooling over one another at the Yule Ball. Draco had obviously gone with Pansy and Cat had been asked by one of the fittest Durmstrang boys, yet they had only had eyes for one another. Cat had been denying it then when Hermione had confronted her about it, but Hermione was a bright girl and knew exactly what she had been seeing.

"Nothing like what you're thinking" Cat opened one of her eyes and looked at Hermione, who was looking even more smug by now. Somehow Hermione thought it was a bit funny that Cat was in such denial. She did not care much for Draco, but she could see that her friend was a perfect match to the arrogant Slytherin. Cat was also a Slytherin after all and therefore shared a lot of the same qualities as Draco. Cat was only friendlier and prettier, Hermione thought to herself.

"Well what happened then?" Harry asked impatiently, noticing Hermione's smug smile and fearing the worst. He too had seen Cat's lust when she looked at Draco and worst of all he had seen it in Draco's eyes as well. And he did not like it one bit.

"He was just very friendly that's all" Cat closed her eyes again, blushing a bit by the memories of her thoughts from last night. She could feel her three friends stare at her and with a sigh she opened her eyes and sat up, blinking a bit to get used to the bright sun again. "I was angry about Umbridge's detention methods and he was... he was really kind actually." The three Gryffindors looked confused at her and she sighed again. She had been planning on showing them her bruised hand anyway, so now was a good time like any other. She pulled her left hand towards them, which she had been hiding behind her back until now. They all gasped in shock as they saw the sentence carved in her skin.

"I shall obey my superiors" Ron read out loud, compassion painted in his freckled face. "I am so sorry Cat" he said, his voice raspy of shock and sadness.

"Me too. This is unacceptable" Hermione said with anger ringing in her voice. Harry took Cat's hand gently, looking furious at what Umbridge had done to his friend. "You need to report this" Hermione continued, still angry. Cat looked down on her hand as well and shook her head. She did not want to look weak or let Umbridge win by whining about it. She just wanted the words to leave her hand as quickly as possible, embarrassed by how she had cried of anger yesterday. She hated to look weak, even in front of her three best friends. Harry looked at her knowingly, as he knew exactly what she was going through.

"That's what Draco said as well. And no, I'm not going to do anything about it" She looked stern at her friends, who all looked at her with pity in their eyes. That was exactly what she did not want; pity. "and that's final" Hermione and Ron nodded, not happy with her decision but accepting it anyway.

"Did she do the same to you?" Hermione asked Harry worried, but he only shook his head fast and hit his left hand behind his back, still holding Cat's hand with his right. They all looked at him, well aware of the fact that he was lying. Hermione opened her mouth to confront Harry, but she was cut off by an icy voice behind them. They all turned around to see Draco walking fast towards them, anger in his eyes.

"How cute. You really make a great couple. One loser with another" he spat, looking at Cat's hand in Harry's. She quickly tore her hand to herself, thinking about what Draco had called Harry earlier in Potions; 'your boyfriend'.

"I was just comforting her, you twit" Harry said angry, standing up to face him. Draco was a whole head taller than him and he looked fiercely in front of the black haired boy with the green eyes. Draco's eyes were lit with icy fire and his lips curled in an evil snarl.

"Yeah, it looked really innocent to me" Draco sneered, his temper rising by the second. He had seen Harry and Cat in the corner of his eye, his anger had run away with him and in an instance he had made his way towards his enemy. He did not know what had driven him in such an anger, but he knew that right at that moment he wanted to see Potter suffer.

"I would almost think you were jealous if you only had had a heart, Malfoy" Harry sneered.

"Harry!" Cat exclaimed, her eyes widened by her friend's words. It was below the belt, even for Harry. She had just been sitting and telling him how kind Draco had been towards her and Draco did not deserve a comment like that, she thought. She stood up with Ron and Hermione by her side. She moved towards the two boys, who were staring each other in the eyes with so much hatred. She started pulling Harrys arm to move him away from Draco, but she was too late. Draco drew his wand and pierced it into Harry's throat. Green lights were flickering from his wand. Harry was quick as well and suddenly had all five drawn to their wands. Cat stood semi between Draco and Harry, not knowing who to protect. She did not want to see her friend get hurt, but she did not want Harry to hurt Draco either, knowing he had been hurt by Harry's comment. Everyone thought that Slytherins did have no heart, especially Draco was famous for being heartless. But she knew better, she knew he had kindness in him and he had proven it to her several times by now. He had been trying to open up and show his weaker side, yet she had shut him out and left him alone with his open heart. A rush of guilt and disgust towards herself filled her body and she felt sorry for the blonde boy next to her.

Before any of them could do anything else, they could hear Professor McGonagall's voice order them to put down their wands. She was the head of Gryffindor, but at the moment she looked as angry at her own students as at Slytherin's. She hurried down to the five of them, who still had their wands drawn.

"I said lower your wands" she said with such a power it sent shivers down Cat's spine. She, Hermione and Ron lowered their wands, but Draco and Harry only stared at each other with more anger. None of them wanted to be the first to give up. "Mr Malfoy! Mr Potter!" Finally did Harry lower his wand, while Draco was still piercing his in Harry's throat, green sparks flying everywhere. Cat carefully placed her injured hand on Draco's outstretched arm and forced it down. His grey eyes looked quickly on the bloody sentence on her hand and suddenly he understood that perhaps Potter had been telling the truth. He had been comforting her about Umbridge. It did not help his jealousy though. Why did she want to be comforted by that scarfaced blockhead and not by him? Perhaps she had lied earlier about Potter not being her boyfriend. Or perhaps she knew she was too good for him, not wanting his poor attempt at being kindhearted. All those thoughts rushed through his head and made him mad with grief and doubt, expressed into an immense anger.

"Can someone explain what is happening?" McGonagall asked with a harsh voice, looking every single one of them in the eyes.

"Draco got angry and then Harry said that Draco is heartless" Cat said in a low yet high pitched voice while looking at her professor, not daring to look either of the boys in the eyes.

"Is this true?" McGonagall asked Ron and Hermione, who nodded in agreement. "Well, I must say I am ashamed that you have not learned to manage your anger by now. Twenty points are drawn from each of your two houses." Draco and Harry looked quickly at McGonagall, but her look warned them not to protest. "And you are all five going to detention tonight for raising your wands against a fellow student" With that she turned around and walked away from the group of gaping students. All eyes were then turned towards Draco, who looked at Harry angrily in the eyes. He spat next to Harry's feet before turning around as well and storming off towards the castle.

"Draco!" Cat took a step forward, but was held back by Hermione's gentle arm around her own.

"Let him cool off" she said and Cat nodded in agreement. They all stood in awkward silence, no one knew what to say to one another. Cat was absorbed in her own feeling of guilt, blaming herself for making Draco so angry and thereby making her best friend angry as well. Draco's hurt eyes were burning in her memory as Harry had called him heartless and all she wanted to tell him was that she thought he was anything but heartless.

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spells-and-liquid-luck · 2 years

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You're So Golden - Draco Malfoy x fem Hufflepuff reader

Warnings: none, I just wanted Draco fluff.

Relationships are tough..secret relationships are even harder. Dating the Slytherin prince himself was almost impossible. Slytherin and Hufflepuff. Two houses that are almost alike as they are different. She wouldn't trade it for anything in the world. To him she is the essence of sunshine, picnics in a field of dandelions on a sunny Sunday afternoon. She is golden to him. To her, he is home. He is her comfort, her warmth. Sure, he's done a lot of horrible things to people. He's even bullied her in your first and second year of Hogwarts, but he stopped bullying her after the whole Chamber of Secrets and students who were born from non-magic parents being petrified. He felt like he had to protect her. He didn't care about anyone else. She was his Hufflepuff, and he wouldn't let anyone or anything hurt her. Looking back, she remembered how he followed her around school and how she confronted him about it, thinking he was plotting against her. He was taken aback by how she, a "boring Hufflepuff" knew how to stick up for herself. She wondered..is that when he started to fall for her? Her pale eyed Slytherin. Her poetic and dark yet comforting Slytherin.

Draco Malfoy, the Slytherin prince. He didn't care much about anything. He didn't think much of anyone, and he definitely didn't have a good opinion on muggles and half-bloods. He became a bully. Someone who looked down on everyone. Someone who had friends, but was a friend to none..until she came along with the scent of strawberry. Her beautiful hair. Perfect. Absolutely perfect. He couldn't stand her at all. Her presence was enough to make him crazy. Did he love her or could he not stand her? He found out the hard way in their second year near the end of the school year. All he wanted to do was protect her. His Hufflepuff. His bright, loving, darling Hufflepuff.

Sneaking around late at night around the castle holding the hand of the boy she loved, Draco Malfoy. He looked at her and he saw his whole world in her eyes. They both huddled close into an empty hallway hiding from the professors who were dying to catch a student out of bed at this late hour. They loved the adrenaline that came with the thought of them being caught. Finding a safe place, they sat down in the shadows in the courtyard, the only light that was shown was from the bright full moon. He cupped her cheek and kissed her. Kissing eachother in the moonlight. His lips met hers, and their lips molded together like they were meant to be. His soft and gentle kiss that could make anyone's knees weak. In moments like this they thought loving eachother came so easy to them even if other times they weren't so sure. They pulled apart from their kiss and Draco looked into her eyes. "Darling, I love you." He whispered so lightly that only she could hear. His words meant everything to her. "I love you too. She held his hand and continued. "I wish things weren't so hard. The sneaking around. We can't even look at eachother in the Great Hall. I sometimes just want to run up to you and hold onto you. Let everyone see how much we actually care about eachother." He smiled at her and kissed her cheek. "Let them see then. I don't care anymore. Who cares what anyone thinks really. The person I care about is you. You're the only person I want to hear from. Your thoughts, your emotions, anything. I just want you. His words were serious but the way he said them sounded like he was joking. She looked up at him and he cupped her face rubbing his thumb gently across her cheek. She could feel herself melt into his touch. She would never admit it, but he really does make her weak.

The next morning, she decided to head to the Great Hall for breakfast. As usual she averted her gaze from the Slytherin table and acted like she would never talk to a Slytherin before, let alone kiss one. Just as she was about to walk over to her friends she had heard a very familiar voice say "C'mere darling." She felt her body freeze up, but she fought it and turned around anyway. Draco Malfoy was calling her over to sit with him at the Slytherin table with his Slytherin friends. Pansy Parkinson's face looked crimson with anger at the fact that he would even look in her direction. Walking over, she sat next her boyfriend. Everybody was looking at her. The Gryiffindor's looked disgusted. The Ravenclaws were confused, the Hufflepuffs were shocked, and the Slytherins were red in the face..well except for Draco who looked proud to have her sit with him. Draco's lackeys were not surprised but more confused than ever questioning why on Earth had he asked her to sit with him. He answered with great poise and confidence. "She's my girlfriend and I can ask my girlfriend to sit with me, and if anyone has a problem with it then they go talk to the Bloody Baron about it." Everyone grew quiet and continued with their breakfast. Looking up at Draco with an expression that looked like her eyes had hearts, he couldn't help but pat her head and wink at her which made a rose colored blush dust her cheeks.

For the rest of the week, she had questions being thrown at her and her words being twisted out proportion as if she were being interviewed by Rita Skeeter herself. Questions like how could a kind hearted Hufflepuff like herself ever date a Slytherin especially if that Slytherin was Draco Malfoy. She couldn't believe the things people were whispering about. It's a good thing that Draco scares people sometimes. He made a promise to himself that he would protect her and he has never broken that promise so far. Walking around the school felt like they were being watched..well they were.

It didn't feel like how she imagined. It felt like she was doing something wrong. Like maybe they really shouldn't be together. "Maybe they're right Draco." He scoffed and said "Darling, are you really going to let them get into your head? You're too smart for that. Unless, you really don't love me anymore and want to break my heart right here in the middle of this very hallway." He cluched his chest and looked at her. "Of course not." She kissed his cheek and right when she was about to step away, he pushed her lightly against the wall and kissed her with so much passion that it made her dizzy. Not wanting him to pull away, she held onto him by his sweater, which made him smirk into the kiss. After about a minute, he reluctantly pulled away and said, "How about we go to my dorm and just be alone for a bit? You nodded and held onto his arm walking to his private prefect dorm. Ignoring all of the looks and confused faces once again. Feeling safe as long as you are with your prince. They both just wanted to be in eachothers arms and enjoy eachothers company. Once they both got there all she wanted to do was sleep and so did he. She got changed into his clothes and He couldn't help but to admire how gorgeous she really was and he just couldn't help but let her know how much he loved her. They both got comfortable in his bed and he held her close to his chest and she kissed him. "You're golden, my darling." He whispered to your half awake state playing with your hair and admiring your beauty. "You're my home, Draco. She whispered back, and they both fell asleep in eachothers arms. Her Prince and His everything.

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Blooming even in the shadows - Chapter 1

~ Blooming even in the shadows ~

Pairing: Gryffindor Hyunjae x Slytherin Fem!Reader x Slytherin Younghoon (feat. a bubbly Ravenclow Juyeon)

WC: 4.9k

Synopsis: Synopsis: Almost all of the Hogwarts student body had made your stay at the school a big nuisance. Just a couple more of years to get out of that place, expecting to go unnoticed and staying away from bigger problems. Unless the popular and obnoxious Bermuda Line (whom you had avoided at max for five whole years), decided out of the blue one day they were going to walk into your life, which for sure, more than one person wasn't going to like.

Genre: hogwarts au, fluff, angst, smut, friends to lovers, enemies to lovers (in no particular order)

TW: swearing, injuries, school violence, mention of insecurities + (I’ll be adding more in the future probably)

A/N: Hope u enjoy this chapter. It probably contains a few grammatical errors, so sorry sorry.

Also, to make it consistent, bermuda line are the same age. There may be some Hogwarts inaccuracies, just ignore it for the sake of the story lol.

Series Masterlist: Blooming even in the shadows

The stares and whispers in potions class were starting to stress you out. You hated hearing so blatantly things that were out of your hands. “Look at how close they sit. He must feel bad for having to work with her. If I hadn't been late, I would've sat next to him. How dare you sit with our prince."

Almost all your girls classmates looked at you with disdain. As if it was YOUR plan to sit down with that person.

You had absolutely no idea why Juyeon, of all the people at Hogwarts, took the seat next to you in this class when you both arrived early and the classroom was full of free seats. You've never crossed in his path before, nor he in yours. Sure, you've taken a lot of classes together over the past few years, but really he was always too far away from you.

It's not that the Ravenclow boy was rude, apathetic, or a rambunctious student. More like the complete opposite. Lee Juyeon was one of the most loved, intelligent and popular students in school. He was good-looking and very polite. His bubbly and slightly clumsy personality meant that he was always surrounded by people who were eager to steal some of his time.

And now, people had a greater pretext to approach him, since this year he had been assigned as one of the prefects of the blue house.

Unlike you. The nature of your personality, your life situation and the stereotypes that still prevailed in Slytherin, were the main reasons that in the five years you had been studying at Hogwarts, only a few people spoke to you. And not that that was a problem for you. You had grown up alone, so really when there were people around, you naturally felt uncomfortable.

So, that's precisely why you were wondering what the guy sitting next to you wanted.

Opposite poles must stay in their own places where they belong.

Juyeon kept looking directly at you and he looked happy. With your cautious attitude, he imagined you were a kitten about to bristle and that caused him emotion and tenderness. In a way, you reminded him of his best friends. A defensive image, but innocent inside.

The boy decided to speak, purposely ignoring the whispers of his other classmates.

"Hi, I'm Juyeon." He said as if someone in the school really didn't know who he was. You ignored him. "I don't know if you've ever noticed, but we've shared so many classes. I think you're one of the brightest witches, YN. I've always wanted to talk to you but I didn't have the chance. I can't wait to work with you, so if you don't mind, I'm going to sit here this year." He spoke with the brightest smile you had ever seen being directed at you. The one all the girls talked about when you walked by the halls. And rarely, one that didn't look awkward and looked genuine.

You looked at him out of the corner of your eye… you sighed and answered firmly.

"It bothers me. You're drawing too much attention. I don't like it. Change your seat."

Instead of hearing a curse or look at his face turning off, you heard him laugh. So you looked at him like he was crazy. Was he coming to make fun of you just like everyone else...?

"I can count with my hand fingers the people who have called me annoying, and those are my closest friends. Do you want to join the list?" And without paying more attention to you, he began to accommodate his stuff in his place.

What a headache the new school year painted!

Before he could say anything else, Professor Slughorn entered at that moment and started his class. To no one's surprise, due to the school plan for the subject, he briefly explained that this year it was too important to work in pairs, so whoever you were with at that time would become your pair for the entire school year.

Helplessly, Juyeon was without a doubt your potions partner. It was just to work in teams, you thought. And he was good. As long as you limited yourself to having contact with him only for the tasks, there would be no problem. What could go wrong?

Those two tall boys walking with such confidence drew all eyes to them and raised dreamy sighs from the girls and even a few boys from the 4 houses. It was rare to see a Gryffindor and a Slytherin walking together because of the silly rivalries that still existed, but it was definitely very attractive to see that pair.

Those boys looked around the great hall until they saw their best frie... a blue head?

The loud whispers and excited giggles of the girls sitting at the tables around you alerted you to what you most wanted to avoid. Before you could get up from the table and walk away, you heard loud and clear.

"Lee Yu! What did you do?" A boy with brown hair yelled.

Lee Jaehyun.

The Gryffindor boy who, without a doubt, was currently the most popular student at Hogwarts. He had been a part of his house Quidditch team since his early years at school as a very talented Beater, and in fact, many thought he might become a professional player. He was charming and a joker. Without a doubt, it was known that next year, he would be chosen as the Head Boy. Very kind, but in a…cold way. As if he had a magnet that invited people to come closer whether they wanted to or not, but at the same time, there was a huge barrier so that they could only see him from afar.

Younghoon, the blonde guy walking next to him, was your housemate. And even if you lived in the same dorm, he'd never even looked at you before. The boy was probably one of the most serious and quiet people you had seen in school, but that mysterious aura attracted people more than it repelled them, unlike you. Maybe that's why people called him "The Golden Snake".

Both, ignoring the chaos around them, took a seat with you and your new seatmate who, unfortunately for you, still out of class was keeping you company.

Finishing potions, Juyeon left the classroom with you, and instead of going his own way, he followed you like a puppy to the tables in the great hall despite your complaints asking him not to go after you. There again, he had drawn too much attention that you didn't want.

And now, things got worse with the well-known 'Bermuda Line' bursting your bubble of peace.

That was how that trio of friends was known, who not only being attractive each in such different ways, belonged to families of wizards that were too important. Really influential people in the magic world.

Juyeon's mother and his grandfather had both been Ministers for Magic, and his older brother was expected to get the same position very soon. Younghoon's parents, following his paternal family line, were in fact the organizers of all the triwizard tournaments. And Jaehyun's father, was the head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, which was rumored to have the true control of the ministry of magic.

Also, never denied but never confirmed, with a somewhat dark past (thanks to his great-grandparents); it was said that his family was once the mainstay of the Muggle-Born Registration Commission. It was an open secret that no one dared to mention out loud. Firstly, not to damage the reputation of dear Jaehyun who had nothing to do with that situation, and secondly, because of the fear of falling into the bad eyes of that family if it turned out not to be true.

The trio was undoubtedly untouchable. Powerful families. Pure blood. Destined to live the best lives. Best friends since childhood. The most perfect Bermuda triangle in person. Chaotic. Attractive. And quite a challenge for you who had tried to live quietly by going unnoticed as much as you could. So far away from them and now being thrust into the center of that mess.

Their ‘fans’ wouldn't be happy if you stayed longer than they liked there.

As you thought about how to get out without being noticed, Younghoon took Juyeon's strands of hair between his fingers, looking at them as if they were the boy's greatest rarity.

"Why is your hair blue? Rather, how's it possible! I thought I left you in your classroom earlier with black locks." Jaehyun spoke loudly.

Loud was a good word to describe him.

"Does it look pretty?" Asked innocently the one with the feline look. "I guess we started our potions class off right. Slughorn asked us to do something fun with our partner and if he liked it, he would give us 20 points and later, we could choose any potion we wanted. YN is the brightest girl in our class and she put us in first place with a potion that changes the color of your hair depending on your emotion while drinking it. Isn't that so YN? I guess I was still a bit sleepy so it turned out blue." He exclaimed excitedly as he looked at you and took all the attention towards you.

Shit.

"Who's she Ju?" Jaehyun said a little curious and for the first time looking into your eyes. In fact, barely noticing your presence there. You began to feel a knot of nerves in your stomach.

Before your classmate could reply, Younghoon spoke up. "It's LN YN. She’s form our same generation. If you would pay more attention, you would know that we have had thousands of classes with her."

At his response, you looked at him in surprise. It was rare to see him recognize you as he was one of the people you swore didn't have the slightest idea of your existence. Normal was Jaehyun's bewildered reaction. It was also weird when Juyeon recognized you, but it wasn't that incredible since he did pay attention in every class and the teachers constantly recognized your work so maybe he heard about you.

Also, you saw Younghoon so often, that you were one hundred percent sure that he had never even looked at you for a second.

"How come I've never seen you before?" and “Do you know her, Hoonie?” said Jaehyun and Juyeon respectively at the same time.

You moved a little uncomfortable in your place.

The blonde just said. "She's a Slytherin too. It's obvious I know who she is." And he gave you a shy smile quickly looking away from you.

Wow?

"And why did you win first place with a potion that only changes your color?" Asked the Gryffindor somewhat carelessly, whose tone you didn't like to hear at all.

"Probably if you don't know how you're feeling at that moment, your new color can help you. Also, it looks good. And it's fun, simple." Juyeon replied kindly.

"Who's so stupid not to know how they're feeling at that moment? Your opinion on fun is a bit… Ju. Your potion is useless."

You looked at him with a frown. Who does this guy think he is?

"Yah, Lee Jaehyun! I want to see what you come up with for your class with Slughorn. The theme was 'do something fun in a simple way' and that's just what YN did. Honestly, I can feel right now that it's going to be hard for anyone to top us this year. We're going to be the best team, right YN?" Juyeon raised his hand for a high five.

When you didn't, he stroked your hair like you were a puppy and you glared at him. He only managed to laugh.

"How difficult is it going to be to surprise the teacher if he liked something as mediocre as changing color hairs?"

In all your years studying at Hogwarts, you imagined that behind the facade of those perfect kids, there were unpleasant persons. Maybe it was a prejudice that you shouldn't have, but you couldn't help but think about it.

At least now you knew that with one, you hadn't been wrong.

You got up from your seat, took your things without looking at the trio, turned around and before leaving you said. "Tell us what Slughorn got you when you get out of class, Lee. I guess whatever mediocre thing you do, you can win it too." And without thinking about what you just did, you left.

"YN, don't go!" You heard Juyeon's scream in the distance, but didn't stop.

"Really?" Jaehyun started laughing as he watched you hurry out of the great hall with intrigue.

"Really what? Why did you have to say something like that Jae? She's my new friend and she's very shy." Juyeon said with a pout.

He and Younghoon were used to his friend's somewhat shocking and annoying personality. His whole life had been like that with them even though other people liked to think otherwise. He wasn't bad, but he was quite outgoing and a bit loud at times.

But he knew that not all people were going to put up with it the way they did.

Juyeon has really been trying to get close to you for years. He knew what other students said about you, he knew the quiet and aloof way you tried to lead your life, and he had no idea how you put up with all that shit. He didn't want to make any mistakes and make you suffer more than necessary.

People liked to judge a person based on their family, their status, or worse, on mere hearsay. But they were never interested in really getting to know the people they were talking about. He knew it better than anyone.

Juyeon genuinely wanted to see if he could form a friendship with you. And not out of pity, nor as a social experiment. He felt that you were much more than what you allowed your classmates to see of you. Your situation did not define the type of person you were.

So even though he loved Jaehyun very much, he wasn't going to let him ruin his first breakthrough with you.

"Shy? I would say arrogant. And since when is she your friend? Since a few hours ago? She doesn't even seem to stand your presence. Wake up Juyeon, she's surely thinking of taking advantage of you and…"

"She can't stand you, Jae. In fact, Juyeon's quite okay for her." The blue-haired boy widened his eyes and looked happy again. "And don't talk to Ju like that, he can trust whoever he wants. Maybe he's tired of seeing your whiny face every day and he wants to socialize. Just let him be." Younghoon spoke calmly, used to the wild comments his friend made from time to time.

And despite his harsh words, his tone didn't sound like that at all.

"Can't stand my presence? What are you talki...?" Jaehyun was mid-sentence until he realized.

"Younghoon! You know that you can't enter people's minds without their permission." Juyeon exclaimed noticing it too.

"Less than a minute ago I just saw you smiling precisely because of that." He addressed Juyeon. "And for your information, it wasn't on purpose. I didn't see her thoughts, only her feelings came to me." The Slytherin answered timidly, who had apparently been born with a great aptitude for legermancy.

Jaehyun was frowning.

"And you're telling me that she doesn't like ME? It was just a simple comment, she shouldn't have taken it so seriously."

"You're so dense, Jae." The blue-haired one said sighing and Younghoon just rolled his eyes.

The Gryffindor was left wondering why he had never noticed you before. Or maybe he did, but he didn't remember too much. Perhaps his friends were right and he was quite dense. What he knew until now, is that since he didn't recognize you, you weren't one of the people who tried to get close to them every day, so he didn't know your true intentions towards Juyeon. Why now?

And if he, Juyeon, wanted to be your friend that badly, he'd probably have to get involved a little bit. You know, to test the waters.

Finally you had been able to escape from the heavy atmosphere that you were beginning to feel in the great hall.

When the Bermuda Line were together, no one looked away from them. You wondered how uncomfortable it was for them since it felt so intrusive. But maybe they were already more than used to it.

You continued on your way to head towards the dungeons and down to your common room. You were thinking about Lee Jaehyun's annoying attitude and how the other students ignored his true personality when you realized that someone was following you.

You changed you direction several times to see if you weren't wrong, but that presence was still felt and it was getting closer and closer.

You stopped in a hallway that was practically alone and turned around.

A group of five girls quickly approached and looked at you very angrily. You knew they weren't there to talk to you on good terms so you thought if you stayed you might get in trouble. But if you left, you weren't sure they wouldn't come looking for you again later.

Trying to go unnoticed was your motto. And you really COULDN'T get into trouble. So to avoid a confrontation, you better turn around and after a few steps you felt someone pull your hair and push you towards one of the walls.

The cold stone received you.

A fourth year Gryffindor had your hair in her fist. A fifth-year Ravenclow swung her hand and your books fell to the floor with a loud thud. Still, there was no one else wandering around.

"Are you stupid?" Asked a Hufflepuff girl who you assumed was also a classmate of one of the previous two.

Next to her, two of your Slytherin classmates from the same generation, looked at you with mockery. Who the fuck were they? I mean, you recognized them by their faces, but you had never messed with them. You didn't even know their names. And in fact, you had never heard them whispering about you either.

You didn't answer. In all the years that some students had bullied you, you never gave them the satisfaction of being able to listen to you. “Your silence is your dignity, YN” you constantly repeated to yourself.

"Don't you know how to speak? Are you that dumb? We just saw you talking with complete confidence with the Bermuda Line. Do you think you're worthy of being with them?" Same Hufflepuff girl told you.

So the problems because of them came faster than you imagined. Would they be their friends or were they part of the girls who had never spoken to them?

"Answer, whore!" Said the oldest of all while she slapped you.

She made your blood boil. You started to feel immensely upset. Don't do anything to them, don't do anything to them. You felt burning on your cheek but you refused to touch it.

"Don't be silly. Did you pretend you never wanted to talk to them so they would come to you? Did you know that the only thing they can feel for you is pity?"

"You're nobody to approach them. You have very high expectations for being the dirt of the mudbloods."

They'll laughed while you got more and more irritated.

"If your ordinary Muggle parents didn't love you, neither do your classmates, much less they'll love you. Stay away if you don't want to make us angrier. Don't be looking for them!”

STOP. STOP. STOP. Your mind could only focus on that as you closed your eyes. The last thing you wanted was to keep seeing their mocking faces.

You stopped feeling pressed against the wall and your hair felt free. You heard several screams and thuds. You looked carefully and saw the girls scared and trying to get up from the floor. They looked puzzled. They had been thrown quite hard.

"What happened here?" A boy came running and helped them.

Now someone did appear. How lucky!

You looked at the boy who was glaring at you, and you were surprised to meet the eyes of the very person you were allowing to disturb you so much today. Lee Jaehyun. Who to be honest, also seemed surprised to see you there.

"You? What did you do to them?" The Gryffindor asked quietly.

You let out a small laugh and the group of girls looked at you like you were crazy. The situation was so ridiculous that you couldn't help it.

Of course you expected that the one who looked bad, were you. And this guy Jaehyun, who was he to come and assume culprits? Also, why was he here? What did he see? What did he hear?

You felt immense rage thinking that the reason this happened was indirectly him and that he was also here now. Blaming you.

"Jae, she's not a witch. She's a monster." Spit her Gryffindor classmate with poison.

"Monster! You hurt us on purpose!" The girl from Ravenclow shrieked.

You weren't going to stay and listen to any more nonsense. You picked up your books and as you turned to leave, you heard him say under his breath, "You turn out to be such a problem. Lee Ju doesn't deserve someone like you."

You felt your eyes sting but you endured as much as you could. You continued on your way without turning back.

You arrived upset at the clock tower. Students didn't usually go up there unless it was night and even then it wasn't a crowded place.

You were tired of everyone in that place taking the liberty of treating you however they wanted. You weren't a punching bag for the problems in their lifes. Nor did you were a thing with free access to humiliation just because they felt like it.

Every year you spent at Hogwarts it got heavier and heavier. You felt more and more alone. You had less and less desire to move on. And each time, you thought that maybe you were everything they said about you. You were beginning to genuinely believe that no one really deserved to have you in their lives because that didn't mean anything good.

You're just passing through. Finish school and get out of there. It was the only thing you thought about every day to keep you going on.

You had tried every day, so hard, not to get in the way of people who would make everything more difficult, and it hadn't helped because those same people would get in yours.

Lee Juyeon came over to talk to you. He made the decision to sit with you. His friends were the ones who went to the table where you were already. So why did everything fall as your responsibility?

And why did everyone think they owned the Bermuda Line? Why did they let other people behave like this because of them?

Your back ached and your cheek burned like hell. But even so, the words that Jaehyun said at the end were the ones that were hurting you the most from this whole situation: “You turn out to be such a problem. Lee Ju doesn't deserve someone like you."

From the beginning, you shouldn't have left him in even if he was insistent. Perhaps the emptiness you felt at that moment, the longing for closeness with someone that was deep within you was what made you act foolishly. You could have tried to push him away a little more.

"You're such a fool, LN YN!" You screamed with all your might.

Looking down at the courtyard, there was no one to listen. There was never anyone to listen.

You fell to the floor dropping your books and hugged your knees. Sometimes the darkness in your life was too much to bear. Don't cry, don't cry.

"I really don't think so, YN."

You startled when you heard a low voice. There was someone behind you but you didn't want to turn around to find out. What if they bothered you again? You felt a knot of nerves in your stomach. Who was there?

You felt embarrassed and scared right away.

"A…are you okay?" You heard a timidly familiar male voice as you felt that person kneel down and carefully pick up your books -again- scattered on the floor.

You really didn't want to turn to look at him, but what else could you do? Snatch your things and run away? You didn't want to look so childish. Although really at that moment, you -almost- couldn't care less.

A soft perfume like mint and honey reached your nose. Often that scent would come to you when you were in some classes, or even in your common room. You thought it was from...

"Kim…Kim Younghoon?" When you looked you knew you weren't wrong. There next to you the same blond boy who was recently in the great hall in front of you, was again in the same place as you. From your position, you felt his enormous presence. He looked between nervous and scared. He was no longer wearing his cape, now he was only wearing the gray sweater and his tie was a bit disheveled.

How many times had you personally encountered the Bermuda Line in your last five years at Hogwarts? None. How many times have you seen them today? Too many.

Too many wasn't good. You felt mentally tired.

Younghoon frowned as he looked like he was searching for something in your face.

"What are you doing here?" You avoided his gaze feeling all your blood come to your cheeks. It was too much to think of him seeing you in such an embarassing situation. You wanted to get out of there.

You startled when you felt a touch so light it was barely perceptible on your cheek. You looked at him with wide eyes. He with a little pout, showed you his finger. A small drop of blood stained it.

"Something scratched your face." He didn't say it as a question and he didn't answer you either. And it wasn't something, rather someone. Among so many things that had happened you didn't even noticed, and now that you were aware, you could feel a very slight burning.

You were going to touch your cheek and before you could, his hand stopped you by the wrist. You felt goosebumps and tingling on your skin as small shocks of electricity where the physical contact was.

Why was Kim Younghoon there checking you out so confidently? Honestly, his attitude had you more than surprised. Seeing him from afar all this time, you think he would be more… serious? Perhaps even rude like his other friend. But he was being quite… cute. Even if you don't want to consciously admit it. It was strange that someone treated you with such kindness and delicacy. You had no idea what to do. You didn't know where to look. You didn't even know where to put your hands.

"Don't touch it. You can infect it. Let... let me fix it. I mean… may I?" he asked while pulling his wand out.

Without looking at him, you slightly nodded and closed your eyes. You heard him mutter something under his breath and felt a slight itch on your cheek. Then nothing. There was no discomfort. You touched it softly and there was nothing.

"Th…thank you." You cleared your throat and throw the short answer. "What are you doing here?" You asked again.

Younghoon's cheeks turned slightly red.

"Ah… I… I usually come to this place. At this time it's not very crowded. Not long after you… left the great hall,” he said, avoiding meeting your gaze. "I decided to come. I didn't mean to intrude." He raised his hands denying. "When you arrived I was sitting there." He pointed to a quite hidden corner where sometimes you liked to sit and read. And apparently, you had that in common since there was a book in there.

"I'm sorry. I… I didn't notice anything."

"Did something happened?" He asked timidly.

You denied without looking him in the eye. You didn't want to talk about it, much less with him.

"It's okay if you don't want to talk. As I told you, my intention is not to intrude. I felt your discomfort so I was curious."

He felt? You looked at him in surprise and he widened his eyes quite a bit, noticing that he had talked too much. You didn't question it.

"It's getting late…"

"I should go back..."

You both said at the same time. The atmosphere felt quite awkward, but it wasn't uncomfortable.

Younghoon chuckled.

"We should go back to our common room." The sentence came out of him with such confidence that it made you nervous. We should? Like each one on their way, or… together?

Before you could say anything, he grabbed your books, went to get his book in the corner and motioned for you to get out of there.

"Let's go?" He smiled.

Warm. It was a new feeling, and it was nice.

People said that Jaehyun was charming and kind. They said that Younghoon was serious and cold. And they also said that you were a nuisance and a hindrance.

And for the first time in a long time, you questioned why you blindly believed so many rumours. Things weren't as simple as they seemed at first glance.

"Let's go."

#the boyz fanfic #the boyz fluff #the boyz angst #the boyz hogwarts au #the boyz imagines #hyunjae fanfic #hyunjae imagines #hyunjae hogwarts au #hyunjae fluff #hyunjae angst #younghoon fanfic #younghoon imagines #younghoon hogwarts au #younghoon fluff #younghoon angst #juyeon fanfic #juyeon imagines #hyunjae x reader #younghoon x reader

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danpuff-ao3 · 1 year

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The Making of: Holidate

Honestly, Holidate was such a random addition to The Christmas in Hogsmeade series.

First there was The Perfect Tree, for me to unload all of my Perceville feels. Then, because that fic had background Snarry, I couldn't quite resist writing the Snarry side of the story in The Christmas Prince.

By then I was so swept up in the holiday spirit, and this little universe, I couldn't leave it alone! At that point, I went looking for more to add.

This fic is...a mess. It's a mess. I love it. It was fun. But it's a mess.

First: two ships?? Dron and Ginsy??

In The Christmas Prince, Harry and Snape get together during a matchmaking event that Harry dragged Ron and Hermione along to. Looking back, maybe I should have done Dron and Ginmione. Hmm. Oh well! I can't resist those Gryffindor/Slytherin couples could I? Besides, green and red are Christmas colors!

I wanted to try my hand at Fake Dating, only I wanted it to be proper fake dating. The twist is: the fake couple doesn't fall in love! The best way around that: have 2 gays be each other's beards. And the best way to get Draco and Ron to hook up this way...is by having Draco date his sister. Of course. That's how all of the great romances start.

But I wasn't done with tropes, oh no! I also have a great love for "breaking up and making up" so that's where Ginsy came in. I did need a reason for these two to agree to this dumb plan (besides all the alcohol.)

So we have:

Matchmaking

Fake Dating

Getting Together

Breaking Up and Making Up

Enemies to Lovers

Gay Besties

And because I was already showcasing different types of relationships, I decided to go the mile with squeezing in a bunch of background relationships. (I.e. that scene at the Burrow.) That was wholly self-indulgent. This whole series was self-indulgent, but that specific scene and those details were EXTRA icing on the cake. As in: the cake is buried in icing now. Are we sure there's cake under there? Pretty sure.

I went even further into the silliness. I had an excuse for fancy parties (Malfoys) and homey holiday fun (Weasleys.) But more than that: community events! C'mon. Hogsmeade definitely goes the mile for Christmas.

That bit was inspired by a movie called Christmas on the Bayou. My Bestie and I have a tradition of hate-watching Hallmark holiday movies and texting each other the whole time. It's a wholesome little tradition. The film takes place in Louisiana (where I'm from.) (It actually opens with zydeco music; I had a nice big laugh about that one.) ("Christmas on the Bayou...is this in Louisiana?...Ah yes. Zydeco. The sound of my people.") Anyway, there was much Christmas to-do in it and there was a Christmas tree maze!!!! I had to include that in my fic. I had to!!!!

So while the first two fics in the series were proper romances, Holidate was a last ditch effort to cram in as much holiday fun as I could. It's silly. I am, at times, a bit embarrassed by it. But why should I be? I had a blast with it. Some people enjoyed it. That's what matters, right?

Looking back, that's when I started to backslide into bad writerly feels. When my high expectations of myself returned, when I began putting more pressure on myself.

There was no meaningful story for me to tell here. But did it have to be? The fact that it was fun to write and that it entertained people is good enough.

#writing #danpuff writes #the making of #holidate #dron #ginsy

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xmalereader · 2 years

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Tom Riddle X Insecure! Male Reader

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Tried to make it spicy for you 🤌🏼, Tom being possessive is something that I enjoy writing even though I’m not so good at it! But, enjoy Tom railing his soft boyfriend against the wall!

Requested: Any way, can I have Tom Riddle x Insecure male reader? Reader is Tom's boyfriend and being insecure thanks to someone who gossip about how Tom don't want to date a (fat/ugly/or whatever that can make people insecure) like reader so Reader avoid Tom like a plague so Tom decide to find out what's going on. Angst and Smut please :D

Warnings: Fluff, angst, mentions of insecurities, possessive Tom, protective Tom, kissing, smut, anal, language, near public sex, slight bullying, kissing, reader is soft, getting caught.

Tags: @akira627

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Why him? He’s nothing compared to Tom.

He’s too quiet.

He doesn’t have any friends.

He’s also ugly looking.

Did you see the way he dresses?

These are the things he hears everyday, every morning and every night. Ever since he started dating Tom—Hogwarts Slytherin prince, the rest of the students began to gossip. Everyone in school didn’t expect him to choose someone like him, they expected the young prince to pick a beautiful women or someone who had a popular family name, maybe someone with money or looks. But no one thought that he would pick him.

He wasn’t special. He was fairly new to Hogwarts, his family moving from America to England in such short notice due to his parents work. They were both accepted into the Ministry and had gotten better job offers, causing them to move. He started Hogwarts late and was assigned a house, he rarely had the time to make friends since he was focused on his studies and catching up with the rest.

He would spend majority of his time in the library or out in the courtyard, watching other students enjoy themselves while he studied. He never thought that he would meet Tom Riddle, he heard rumors about him and who he was. He was popular amongst the professors and students, he was a perfect to his house and was always charming.

He couldn’t help but gain a crush on the older boy, shaking his feelings away he continued to tell himself that nothing would happen between them and the feelings he had for him are to go away and disappear forever. Now, imagine his surprise when he is partnered with him during potions. Professor Slughorn had taken notice of his lack in potion studies that he partnered him with his ‘star student’, telling him that Tom would be able to teach and tutor him.

He was nervous around Tom during the first few days but as time went by the two grew closer, he would talk about his family and the fond adventures they would have together, most of the time Tom would ask him about his time back in America and what it was like. Tom was very sweet with him and enjoyed his time, teaching him on the side and making sure he is caught up.

All those days they spent together in the library and tutoring seemed to have caused his feelings to grow even more. He tried to ignore the feelings growing inside, focusing on himself and repeating to himself that he isn’t to get close to Tom and that Tom was far too good for him. He took notice of the way Polly reacted around Tom, the girls head perfect of the Slytherin house. She was always following him around like a lost puppy, her hand touching his arm in a flirtatious way. He thought the two were dating since they were great for each other but imagine his surprise when Tom is the one to confess his feelings for him.

The two alone in the library. Tom is the first to confess the way he feels around him, telling him that he wants to be with him and wants to give him new adventures. Y/n didn’t want to believe Toms confession, thinking that Toms friends would jump out of hiding and laugh at him if he were to return his feelings only to find out that it was all a game to him. But nothing happened, no laughing, no friends, no doubts.

Toms confession was real and when he confessed back he was suddenly dating the famous Tom Riddle. The two have been together for nearly a year now, tom treating him well and spoiling him, which is something he still tries to tell tom to stop doing but the man refuses too. Y/n thought things would get better with Tom around but it only made things worse.

After everyone in Hogwarts found out that Tom Riddle was dating him. The gossip and lies began. Everyone who admired Riddle suddenly turned against him, calling him names behind his back and pointing out things on his body. Things grew bad to the point where he couldn’t shower without having the restroom empty, not wanting anyone to see him.

The name calling grew worse, especially when Polly and her little friends decided to torment him. He knew about Polly’s obsession with Tom and how in love she is to him that she would do anything to get his attention even if it meant having to break him.

“Why wound Tom want to date you? You’re nothing, not even a pure blood and your family name means nothing.” Polly tsked. “Tommy would be ashamed to know how useless you are.” Y/n flinched at her words, keeping his head down, avoiding her stare as her and her friends laughed at him, agreeing to her words.

“I’d leave before you ruin his life, the prince deserves someone better than a low life like you.” She hissed. Her words cutting deep. He’s quick to walk away, avoiding their laughter and pointing. She’s been coming after him for almost a month now.

He’s been avoiding Tom for a month. After everything he couldn’t stand being near Tom, ashamed that he was making the other boy look bad in front of the other students and his friends. He’s been waiting for Tom to break it off with him or at least he should be the one to break it off. Many students have given him good reasons too.

He was far to useless, ugly, and quiet. He was already planning on breaking it off with Tom. Christmas break was nearing and he would be heading home to his family, he could break it off and not have to deal with it during Christmas break, giving himself time to heal before coming back. Yes, maybe it’s for the best.

Y/n holds his books close, keeping his head low as he walked down the crowded corridors, heading to his next class.

“Y/n!”

He froze up, hearing his name being called out.

“Y/n!” He knows that voice anywhere, he’s heard it a million times. He can’t turn around and face him, not yet, not now. So, he continues forward. He moves faster through the crowds, apologizing quietly as he shoves his way through. He can hear Tom getting closer each time he called out to him.

He rounds a corner and gasps when his wrist is taken, pulling him roughly and pinning him against the wall. His eyes widen as he stares up at an anger Tom.

“Tom—“

“No, let me talk first.” He hissed out, anger in his eyes as Y/n looks away. “Why have you been avoiding me? I’ve tried to talk to you many times but was always told that you were too busy—our breakfasts together suddenly stopped, so did our study time together. I thought I did something terrible after finding out that we missed our anniversary.”

Y/n bites his lip, his hands balling up into fists. “Why have you been avoiding me? Tell me.” Toms hands are gripping his forearms, holding them with a gently in place as Y/n shakes his head, tears building up, refusing to speak.

“Y/n—“ Tom says again, another shake. Tom glares, “y/n.”

“We should break up.”

Tom froze up, his eyes widening. “What?” He didn’t understand.

Y/n sniffles, looking away as he repeats himself. “I said we should break up.” He whispered, pulling away from Toms loosened grip. He expects tom to be happy about this break up, happy to go look for someone better than him.

“No.” He doesn’t expect that answer.

“Tom—“

“No.” Tom shakes his head, his hand gripping his face and turning to face him. Y/n can see the anger and confusion in Toms eyes. “No, Im not leaving you. Unless you give me a good reason too.”

Y/n whines. “Tom, you deserve someone better—I’m not good enough for Hogwarts prince. You should be someone who can give you what you want.“

“And what is it that I want?” Tom cuts in, catching him by surprise as he opens and closes his mouth, trying to find an answer. After not giving a response, tom is quick to answer for him.

“All I want is you.” He leans forward, his left hand still gripping his face while his right held him against the wall, pinning him up against it. The corridors are empty, no students were near and professors were too busy on teaching to even take notice of them missing.

“Whoever is telling you that you aren’t enough is lying. You are enough, I love everything about you. I chose you because you saw me for who I am, my name isn’t something that caught your interest, no—it was the things we had in common.” Tom began to explain, his hand shaking up his chest.

“But I’m ugly—“ Y/n whimpered as Tom growls, his eyes growing dark. “You’re the most perfect person I’ve even met, who told you that?” He questions, his tone serious and stern. Y/n shakes his head, he knows he can’t say anything if tom finds out who it’ll only make the situation worse, he’ll receive hell if he reveals the name.

“I—“

“Y/n. The name.” Tom says again.

Y/n críes out. “Polly Goyle.”

Toms grip tightens around his waist, pressing their heads together as he whispers. “Whatever she told you is a lie. You’re perfect for me, I love your cheeks—“ he pressed against his tear stained cheeks. “Your nose.” Another kiss. “Your eyes.” Another. “These lips.” Tom dives down to capture his lips into a deep kiss, taking his breath away as he pants against him.

Tom continues to hold him down as the other whines underneath him, he grins against his lips, trialing his kisses down his neck. “You’re mine, you belong to me.” He mumbles against his neck, biting below his jaw as Y/n moans. “Tom—“

“Say it.”

Y/n whimpers. “I’m yours.”

Tom smirks. “Good boy.” His hands hook underneath his legs and hoists him up, wrapping them around his waist as he holds him against the wall, pulling him back into a kiss, devouring his moans and whimpers. The sounds he makes is enough to get him turned on.

“My precious boy.” Tom continues to praise, earning another whine from him. The boy underneath him shifts in place, trying to get comfortable until Tom presses a hand between his legs, causing him to gasp and his eyes widening. “Tom not here!” He cries out.

“Shh don’t worry, no one will see us.”

“But they’ll hear us!” Tom is quick to cover his mouth with his hand, grinning at his lover. “Then stay quiet if you don’t want to get caught.” He whispered, keeping his hand in place and continues to place kisses down his throat.

Tom takes control, uncovering his partners mouth and catching Y/n’s mouth with his and kissing him deeply, tongue sweeping greedily into his mouth, stealing his breath. He kept making noises, little groans and sighs, and every time Y/n pulled away to catch his breath, Tom swooped in again, kissing the sense out of him.

Tom finally broke the kiss, breathing just as hard as Y/n. He pressed their cheeks together. “Oh, my love,” he said roughly. He nuzzled into y/n’s neck and moved his hands down to y due his belt, startling the other as his breathing picks up in panic. “Tom.”

“It’s alright,” Tom whispers in his ear. “No on Can see us.” He reassured him, unzipping his pants and slipping his hand underneath his trousers, gripping him softly. Y/n lets out a startled moan, leaning forward and pressing his head against toms shoulder, biting his lip as Tom stroked his thumb over the head of his cock. He chuckles at his lovers reactions. “That’s it.” He continues to whisper soft words to him.

Holding him against the wall as he focuses his attention to him. He groans at the sight of the other under his control, whining and thrusting his hips forward wanting further friction as Tom starts to stroke him. “That’s it.” Y/n grips toms shoulder as pleasure shot up inside him. The two have done this various times and should be used to it by now but every time they do it, it feels like the first time again.

“Tom, Tom, oh, oh,” Y/n moaned, nearly mindless.

“Y/n.” Tom said urgently. His hand abandoning his lovers cock and his fingers moving towards his entrance, causing him to jerk forward. “Can I.” His fingers circled around his entrance, casting a silent spell to lube him up and catching the other by surprise when he slips a finger in, groaning at his tightness.

“Fuck.”

He is quick to add a second finger, stretching him out. Y/n claws at his back, burying his face into his shoulder as he muffled his moans.

Carefully, Tom pulled his fingers out, unable to resist dragging his fingers one last time over the pink puffiness of his hole. Quickly, he pulls his hand away to unbuckle his own pants, pulling himself free as he hissed softly.

His hand was shaking as he brought it to his own cock, rubbing himself as he gently pulls Y/n away from his shoulder, wanting to look at him.

Y/n was watching him, his face growing hot and red as he watched Tom. His band gripping his own cock as he pressed up against his entrance.

“Tom, please,” He cried out, his entire body shaking, and Tom couldn’t wait anymore.

He drove ahead, bottoming out and going still to catch his breath, to stop himself from coming right there, the heat of Y/n around him and the sound of His lover breathing fitfully and the feel of his body was nearly too much.

He waits for Y/n to grow adjusted first before he can move. He grips him close and kisses his cheek, his eyes glancing over y/n’s shoulder, a wide smirk grows on his face.

He grabs y/n by the hips and withdrew almost completely, then drove back in hard, using his grip on Y/n to propel him firmly into each thrust, driving a groan out him as he plunged in, and in, until Y/n was wailing, overcome, cries ripped from his throat, and Tom was senseless with it, grunting helplessly as he fucked him, over and over again.

He covers Y/n’s mouth, his cries coming out muffled as he continues to thrust into him, providing him the pleasure. He glanced over to Y/n, his eyes has drifted closed, he was dripping underneath him. Toms gaze shifts back over his lovers shoulder, spotting a wide eyed Polly. She was frozen in spot, her eyes wide as she takes in the scene, not knowing what to do.

Tom chuckles, his thrusts becoming harsher and rapid as he released Y/n’s mouth. Earning a gasped moan as his head falls back against the wall. “Who do you belong too.” He hears Tom whisper. “M’yours.”

“Again.”

“I’m yours!”

With a cry, Y/n released his shoulder and ran his hands hungrily down Toms body, gripping his ass, pulling him against him, driving them harder and faster until Tom felt the rush building, and needed more than anything for Y/n to reach his end first.

Tom stares at Polly as he ran a hand into Y/n’s hair, gripping it softly. “Good boy.” He hushed out and gave a final thrust. Y/n went stiff, letting out a final cry, going rigid as he came untouched between them. He watches Polly run away in embarrassment as Tom listens to his lover break underneath him.

Tom chased his own end, thrusts going jerky and uneven, wishing he could stay inside him forever but unable to forestall it any longer. He groaned, coming deep inside of him as his hands grip his hips. With a sigh and groan he pulls out of Y/n.

A whine coming out of him as he used his wand to cast a cleaning spell, cleaning them both up. Y/n is still panting, leaning back and lying his head against the cold stone. His legs were shaking and didn’t have the strength to move. “Tom.”

Tom catches him before stumbling down, chuckling as he pulled him close and kissed him softly on the lips, he cups his cheek, his thumb stroking it softly as he leans forward to press another kiss to his lips. “You’re all mine and you’ll always be mine.” He watched his little one pass out in his arms, the sudden tiredness taking over him.

Tom is to make sure that they are excused from classes, providing an excuse to the headmaster as to why they couldn’t attend and that Y/n held a fever. He kindly let Dumbledore know that he would be taking him back to his room, carrying him back to the Slytherin common room and to his private dorm as he lied him in his bed and covered him up.

By the time lunch comes around, y/n is still resting. Tom allows him to sleep a little longer before heading out to get them something to eat before afternoon classes come around, the good news is that they have an hour to do anything they like before heading back. So, Tom takes his time to bring some lunch back to his room and leaving it next to his bedside. In case Y/n is to wake up hungry and thirsty.

He spends majority of his time in the Slytherin common room alone, reading a book near the fire. The door to the dungeon is pulled open, his eyes drifting away from the words and up to see who it was. A grin spreads on his lips. “Hello Polly.”

The poor girl is startled, a gasp escapes her like as she stares at Tom with wide eyes. Her cheeks turning red in embarrassment as she remembers the events from a few hours back. Tom takes notice of his expression and slams his book closed, standing from his seat and approaching her slowly.

Polly is quick to back up. “Tell me, Goyle.” Tom bites out in disgust. “Why shouldn’t I hurt you the way you’ve been hurting Y/n, hm?” He questions, his head cocking to the side as she stutters out. “I—I’m sorry—“

“I don’t want your apology.” Tom slams his hand against the wall behind her, Polly squeaking. “You owe him an apology and once he is awake you will apologize or else I’ll report you to Dumbledore for harassment and abuse on another student.”

Polly glares. “Then I’ll tell him what you did during classs!” She shot back.

Tom steps back, laughing at her. “Really and tell me Goyle, who’s going to believe you?”

Polly knew he was right. The school may know that both him and Y/n are together but not once has the school seen them showing affection for each other or kissing in the hallways, no. Everyone knew that Tom was the Perfect prince of Hogwarts who can get away with anything. If she were to tell everyone about what she saw they’d only see her as a disgusting girl who watches people having their own intimate moments.

Tom has the power to change the rules and he won’t hesitate to bend them for his lover.

#Tom riddle #male reader #Harry Potter #Tom riddle x male reader #Harry Potter x male reader #one shot #wizards #christain coulson

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chyanxrene · 3 years

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His obsession

♡ Pairing: Draco Malfoy x Y/N

♡ Summary: Draco has an Obsession with Y/N who has up until this time not given him the time of day, until she finally caves in at a Slytherin house party.

♡ Warning(s): Pure smut, hair pulling, choking, degradation if you squint

It was no secret Draco Malfoy was in love with Y/N Y/L/N, he would drool over her as soon as he laid his eyes on her. She was all he could think about. However the same couldn't be said for Y/N, despite Draco's numerous attempts to get the Slytherin princess to fall in love with him, nothing worked.

In Y/N's mind, he was just another player, who only wanted one thing from her. Why would she give him the time of day when she's witnessed him with a new girl everyday? Sure she found him attractive, but then again who didn't.

Draco never gave up, he'd send her flowers, chocolates he even wrote hand written notes to the young witch, some asking about her day others begging for a chance. But she didn't budge, she'd just shake her head, laugh or consume the edible gifts he gave her with her friends.

His friends told him to get over it, it was becoming comical the amount of times he had been rejected, but he didn't care. Her boldness, cunningness, sense of humour was everything he wanted in a woman. Draco Malfoy liked a chase and he would not give up without a fight.

Y/N rolled her eyes when she sighted the ice blonde strolling down the stairs with an unknown Ravenclaw witch. This was the second girl she had seen this week and it was only Tuesday. She never understood why he continued to have relations with all these other girls when he desperately tried to pursue her. Perhaps it was his way of making her jealous, but it only made her resent him more.

The poor Ravenclaw witch left, batting her eyelashes at Draco. Everyone knew he would never see her again, but she didn't, which made Y/N feel sorry for her.

Y/N smelt him before she saw him.

"You coming to the party tonight darling?"Draco sat down next to Y/N, interrupting her thoughts.

She closed her book "are you going to be there?" She asked Draco who was flickering his gaze from her lips to her eyes. He licked his bottom lip and nodded eagerly.

"Then no."

Y/N stood up and walked out of the common room. Draco was left utterly confused, did she not like the roses he had left her?

"Come on Malfoy, give it up, she not interested" Blaise Zabini joined his friend in the seating area.

"I don't get it, why can't she give me a chance?" Malfoy huffed, confused at his latest rejection.

Blaise let out a loud laugh, holding his stomach as he watched Draco.

"What?"

"You seriously don't know?"

Blaise then dropped his face realising his best friend really didn't understand what he was doing so wrong.

"Malfoy, you fuck a different girl every other day, Y/N sees all of it, why the hell would she want to date someone like that" he laughed.

Draco's face went into a scowl, his tactics clearly weren't working.

"I thought that would've made her jealous."

"Jealous? Crabbe has more of a chance dating her than you" Blaise cackled.

Draco stood up, stomping to his room. There was no feelings involved with the other girls, just a quick fuck, he would only think of Y/N whilst he done it anyway. But she didn't know that, so he would try again, tonight.

Y/N had left the common room only to be shoved into a wall by Hufflepuff who was crying her eyes out, running down the hall. At first she was angry but once she realised the witch from the year below was distressed she couldn't help but feel bad.

"What's wrong?" Y/N asked, rubbing the witches back.

The poor girl couldn't speak, she was stuttering all over the place, but one name made Y/N's hairs stand up Draco.

"W-we had sex and now he's with someone else."

Y/N consoled the younger witch and promised her she would deal with it.

Draco was wide eyed when he saw Y/N storm into his room. Red with anger, she threw her books onto his bed. Her hand was raised, ready to add some colour onto the pale boys skin, but she was too slow, he caught her wrist mid air and pushed her hand to her chest. Backing her against the wall.

"I've dreamed of moments like this, however in them you weren't trying to hit me" Draco drawled, his nose ran through Y/N's hair, inhaling the scent he loved so bad.

"You're a bastard" Y/N gritted, shoving Draco off her. "Don't fucking touch me!"

Draco's eyebrows furrowed "what's the problem darling?" He asked the girl he admired the most.

"You need to stop messing with these girls Draco, they're all distraught after being with you" Y/N growled.

Draco let out a small laugh.

"And you don't think I am? The girl I want the most can't even give me the time of day" he shouted back.

Y/N's mouth closed abruptly, she would not give in to him. "There's a reason for that, you're just a lad, someone who just wants to get there dick wet!"

Draco's frown turned into a smirk "I've only ever wanted you to wet my cock."

Y/N's breath hitched in her throat. Numerous conversations with Draco and he'd never used such vulgar words towards her.

Draco noticed this and a light bulb turned on in his head, maybe this could be his new approach, he was a master at dirty talk. He could easily make a girl cum by just his words alone — which he has done before.

He was slightly surprised that this is what Y/N liked, this only made him want her more, if that was even possible.

"You like that don't you?" Draco purred.

He stepped towards her again, a light pink shade painted on her cheeks.

"Stop Draco."

Y/N's hand went to reach the door knob behind her but Draco's cold hands stopped her.

His warm breath on her ear, he'd never had her in this position before "do you like when I talk to you like that?" He whispered.

A small whimper came from her throat.

"You filthy girl."

"Fuck, I could do so many things to you" Draco's knee pushed in between her legs, spreading them apart.

Y/N's breathing was heavy, she felt herself becoming wet, her underwear sticking to her pussy. She had to stay strong, she would not give him the satisfaction.

"I'd make you cum so hard, everyday" Draco breathed. "Fuck, I'd ruin you for every other man, stretch you so wide that you would be accustomed to my cock only" he growled.

"Shit."

She felt Draco's thigh coming in direct contact with her clothed clit.

"Let me make you mine Y/N, I want nothing more than to pleasure you and make you happy" Draco left a small kiss on Y/N's ear.

A knock came from behind them, bringing Y/N back to reality, she pushed him off her and swung the door open. Outside was another girl, she looked between them both, Y/N scoffed and walked out of his room. Draco was left in awe and a boner, which the unknown girl would be made to satisfy.

Later that night the party had come around Y/N wore her tight fitted forest green mini dress. It had a low back and a small slit on the upper thigh, she wore some black strappy heels to match with her outfit.

Whistles and cat calls were made as she walked into her houses party.

Y/N joined her fellow Slytherins, she was always down for a good time. Drinking, dancing and having fun in general.

She was known to be quite popular, she's what boys wanted and what girls wanted to be. That's one of many reasons why Draco was so infatuated with her.

She hadn't seen the Slytherin Prince yet, but Y/N knew he would be around. Probably with a different girl linked onto his arm.

Y/N found herself thinking about this afternoons conversation with him, she wanted more, but in the same breath she despised his actions.

She shook her head, maybe she was more than attracted to him but she didn't want to admit it. There was times when she would wonder how good he was in bed for girls to be crying and swooning over him. Maybe he was all talk, but she made a promise that she would never find out, even though a part of her wanted to.

Y/N had a few drinks, feeling herself loosen up and wanting to dance, she made her way to the centre of the common room. She swayed her hips to the beat, muggle music was playing which she enjoyed a lot. She closed her eyes feeling the sensual words of the song.

Draco had spotted her from when she first stepped into the party. He couldn't take his eyes off her, even when he had a red head witch attached to his arm. He wanted nothing more than to drag Y/N away and keep her locked in his room so no one else could see her provocative dance moves.

So he made his move, he left the red head alone and slithered through the crowds of wizards.

Finding his prize, he slipped behind her, snaking his long slender fingers around his waist and settling them. His hips moved in time with Y/N's, she knew it was him and purposely pushed her ass onto his groin, causing Draco to let out a quiet groan.

Her arms went behind her wrapped around his neck, her long nails scratching the back of his neck. He had to lean down as she was shorter than him, but he didn't mind, he was closer to her ear and that's exactly what she wanted. Maybe it was the alcohol but she wanted him to say filthy words to her, like before.

"If you were mine we wouldn't even be here right now" he growled, kissing her ear lobe.

"Why's that?" Y/N whispered, Draco's hands dug into her waist, pulling her closer to him.

"Because, I would be fucking you senseless, in this pathetic excuse of a dress."

Y/N moaned at his words, imagining his large hands running all over her body. Attacking her pussy with his tongue, she craved it. She was beginning to realise that she wanted Draco Malfoy, she would never tell him that though.

The music continued and so did their dancing.

"Perhaps if you we're lucky I would let you join the party again, only when my cum was inside you"

"Draco" she whimpered, one of his hands made its way up towards her neck, holding it with a light grip.

"All those other boys that eye fuck you would know you're mine, they'd see my cum running down your thighs, they'd see the wobble in your walk, your swollen lips and I would be there so they knew who you belonged to."

Y/N was wet, more than wet, she felt her arousal leaking onto her thighs. Her underwear was uncomfortable as it was soaked.

"Draco move your hand" she whispered. She felt his hand sitting in the middle of her ass, making it impossible to concentrate and dance.

"That's not my hand darling."

That was it for Y/N she needed to get away from him. "I'm going to use the bathroom" she rushed, hurrying away from him and finding the nearest bathroom.

She took a deep breaths, her nipples were erected, face was red. She'd never been this turned on before.

She stared at herself in the mirror, an awful ache down below. She needed some release, she ran into the bathroom stall, slamming it and locking it behind her. Her thighs began rubbing together but it didn't work.

Y/N growled in frustration and walked out of the bathroom stall. She was faced with Draco, he had lust in his eyes, his breathing was laboured. He leaned against the door, she watched as his hand went to the lock and turned it.

"Draco" Y/N said which came out almost inaudible.

He closed the gap between them, his erection was apparent, creating a tent in his trousers.

"Tell me to stop."

Y/N gulped, feeling his hands settle on either side of her face, cupping it gently, his darkened eyes remained on her lips.

"Tell me to stop Y/N."

She couldn't think, she was too turned on, she wanted satisfaction so badly. She wanted Draco to be the one to do it. His mouth inched further towards her own, she felt his breath on her lips.

"I won't be able to control myself if you don't ask me to stop right now" he mumbled, holding her face tighter.

Y/N had finally caved, she wanted him.

"Don't stop."

Draco's mouth instantly dove onto Y/N's. It was a desperate kiss, tongues were in and out of the others mouths. Teeth were clashing against one another's, Draco groaned at the taste of her mouth. He loved it, he knew no one else would compare to her.

Draco backed Y/N harshly against the sink, her lower back bending slightly, a small hiss came from her mouth at the force of his push. His hands were no longer on her face, they were everywhere. Y/N couldn't keep up, one moment they were on her thighs, then her waist, they brushed against her nipples.

Their mouths were still connected, they couldn't get enough of each other. Draco kicked her feet apart, one hand holding her neck, the other drew patterns on her inner thighs.

Y/N became more desperate for him, a small thrust from her hips made Draco laugh.

"Patience darling, I want this as bad as you do, but I want you to be ready for when I give you my cock, I don't want to hurt you."

His fingers brushed her clothed cunt, the friction between the lace and her clit was sending Y/N over the edge. "Fuck you're so wet, tell me it's because of me" Draco said hoarsely, it almost came out like a beg.

"Yes Draco."

Draco let out a strangled groan, pushing her underwear to the side so he could come into direct contact with her sensitive clit. He rubbed circles around it, causing Y/N to moan his name.

"Fuck, I can't believe I've finally got you like this" he moaned, feeling the wetness on his fingers. Y/N was withering beneath him, rubbing herself against his fingers, but Draco was taking his time.

A part of him wanted to savour this moment as he didn't know if this could happen again.

His middle finger entered Y/N with ease, her wetness surrounding his digit. Draco's hand fell from her throat onto the edge of the countertop, gripping it, turning his knuckles pale. He was enjoying this just as much as Y/N.

Draco's finger curved, stroking her rippled wall. The pad of his thumb still pleasuring her clit, Y/N was close, she wanted to cum so badly. He slipped in another finger, Y/N instantly squeezed them, nearing closer to her orgasm.

"You're so fucking tight, I can't wait to feel you around my cock."

Draco's fingers pumped in and out of her quickly, Y/N was panting against his neck, she sucked and bit on his pale flesh. Her mark was now on his skin, Draco saw this in the mirror and oh he could've came right then and there.

"Oh God, Draco" Y/N cried into his shoulder, he had added another finger, stretching her out and preparing her for his cock. "Cum, fuck I want to taste you so bad, cum Y/N."

That was it for Y/N, her pussy tightened around his three fingers, his thumb continued to rub her clit. She came moaning his name "that's it" Draco cooed in her ear.

He pulled his soaked fingers out, watching them with hooded eyelids. Y/N watched him with a blush on her cheeks as he dipped each finger into his mouth, sucking and moaning at the taste.

"Better than I ever imagined."

But Draco wasn't finished, he wanted to be inside her, he wanted her to cum around his cock the same way she did with his fingers. He pulled her into a passionate kiss, not an eager one like before.

Y/N was spun around, her back against his chest, she was pushed forward by his large hands. Y/N bit her lip as she watched Draco eye her backside which was now exposed to him. He was so hot, she thought to herself.

Draco looked at her through the mirror, his trademark smirk now on his face. His hand raised and fell hard on her ass, causing her to jolt forward "that's for calling me a bastard."

He slapped her again.

"That's for ignoring my gifts."

And again.

"That's for rejecting me."

Y/N was a moaning mess, she was wetter than before. Draco saw this as he watched her exposed pussy "now look at you" he laughed.

"Bending over for me, waiting for me to fuck you."

"Fuck you Draco" Y/N spat, this was why she didn't want to give into him because he was a smug prick. Y/N went to get up, Draco gripped the back of her hair, pushing his erection between her ass cheeks. She let out a small sob.

"Exactly."

Y/N was pushed forward again, his hand remained on her lower back, holding her in place. "Keep your eyes on me darling."

Y/N felt Draco snap her underwear, he unbuttoned his trousers pushing them down with his boxers. Y/N's eyes went wide, it all made sense now, why the girls were always crying, itching to have sex with him.

It all made sense.

He was big, not big like 'oh that might satisfy you'. No, he was big big, Y/N couldn't believe it, she wondered how the hell he was going to fit that inside her. She was definitely not walking straight after this, he must've hid it well because she never expected him to be that large.

"This is yours, after this" he said whilst rubbing his tip up and down Y/N's entrance. "It belongs to you and so will I."

Draco's head was thrown back as he held onto Y/N's hip tightly. His other hand was in her hair, he pushed his tip inside her, groans came out of them both simultaneously. He pulled out and pushed into her again, this time making her take more of his dick.

It was never ending for Y/N, he just kept going, inch by inch he entered her. Stretching her so wide and reaching close to her cervix. Draco's face was red, his breathing was heavy.

"I- fuck, I can't, shit" Draco couldn't form a proper sentence, he was fully inside her, his cock was hugged so tight by her pussy he knew he was going to cum within minutes.

Draco pulled out halfway and pushed into her again, he repeated this action a few times, he saw through the mirror that Y/N's eyes were screwed shut.

"Shit, are you okay? I can stop, fuck, do you want me to stop? Is it hurti-" Draco was cut off by Y/N opening her eyes.

"Fuck me Draco."

His eyes widened, he nodded quickly, both hands were now gripping onto her hips, digging into her. He thrusted hard, a loud scream came from Y/N's mouth. Draco stalled but Y/N told him to keep going.

He picked up his pace, pulling 3/4 of the way out and slamming back into her. He was fucking her hard, with determination in his eyes. He couldn't believe this was happening, especially after their conversation this morning. Draco was on cloud nine.

"Oh fuck Draco."

"I know" he growled, he pulled her hips back at the same time to meet his aggressive thrusts. The sounds of their skin slapping together echoed throughout the bathroom, partnered with distance background music. The sound to Y/N was so erotic.

She was coming close to her second orgasm, Draco must've felt her clench around him as he let out a growl and started to rub her clit.

Y/N had never had sex like this before, she loved every bit of it. Draco's face whilst he was fucking her turned her on even more. He watched his cock slip out of her and then bit his lip when he pushed back into her. He was going to cum.

Draco pinched her clit, which was it for Y/N. She was screaming his name, her thighs shaking, her vision became blurred.

"Fuck, tell everyone who's making you cum like that" he grunted, his thrusts were now short and deep.

Y/N cried out as Draco continued to fuck her in order to chase his own orgasm. "Tell them who you belong to, who you always belonged to."

"You Draco, it's you."

That sent Draco over the edge, his thrusts were sloppy as he found himself cumming. He left bruises on Y/N's hips from his fingers.

Y/N moaned feeling his cum spill inside her, rope after rope of his warm, thick cum it was so much. Draco had never came like this before, he found himself not knowing when it would end.

Y/N was filled up with it, he pulled out, two more spurts landing on her ass cheeks and then his dick went soft again. He let out a string of curse words, before he ran to grab tissue.

He wiped Y/N's red ass, removing his cum and then wiped himself. Y/N was still catching her breath as she watched as Draco pulled his boxers up, followed by his trousers.

"Are you okay?" He asked her with concerned eyes. Y/N couldn't speak, she just stared at him, her mouth agape. She watched him as if she was star struck.

"Say something."

Draco looked around nervously, slightly feeling uncomfortable as if he'd done something wrong. Y/N cleared her throat and stood up as straight as she could. Her pussy was hurting, her ass was sore, she could feel his cum sliding down her inner thighs.

"Y/N, fuck, if I've done something wrong just tell me."

Y/N shushed him with her finger, she pulled him towards her by his shirt. Draco was confused, even more when she pulled him into a sweet kiss. He returned the kiss, melting into it, Y/N pulled away and scanned his features.

He was blushing "do you" he trailed, looking down at her inner thighs "should I get a tissue for that?"

"Leave it, I want all the boys that eye fuck me to know I'm yours."

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