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One More Night | | Regulus Black
summary : you come to the house of your boyfriend after the school year ended, and you find yourself holding onto the boy you love one last time
warnings : none
a/n : this is the first ive written in years and it's on my phone so ignore any issues please 😭😭
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You didn't know exactly how you were going to get back home. Your boyfriend, the sweet but needy idiot, sent an owl to your home at 1am with a note tied about how much he missed you. You didn't plan on coming over, but before you knew it you had snuck downstairs and out to your shed to grab a broom.
You rode your broom as quickly as you could to the moody boy's home before instantly regretting not grabbing a jacket before leaving. Now, stupidly, you were standing outside his home in the rain, without a jacket, not knowing if his parents were awake, and no way of getting back inside without waking up and alerting yours back home. Quickly, you ran inside, growing tired of the rain pouring onto your back.
Slowly, you tiptoed up the stairs and pushed his door open. "Reg?" you whispered, wondering where your lover was.
" 'm here, you don't need to be quiet. My parents are out," he said, his sniffles filling up the air.
"What's wrong?" you asked as you sat on the bed, your hands cupping his face and wiping his tears," did your mum say something to you again?"
He shook his head and pulled you close to him. "I just missed you. I couldn't stand not being able to see you every day after getting used to it for so long, princess." His arms wrapped around your waist, his grip tight as he pressed his lips onto your forehead, peppering small kisses across your hairline.
"Well Reg, talk to me. Why were you crying?" your hands found their way up to his hair, your body turning to play with his hair while your eyes looked into his, your lips almost touching.
"We just got into another arguement about how I wasn't good enough." he leaned and pressed a soft kiss against your lips. "Besides, I knew seeing you would make me feel better." he said, his lips curling up into a smile.
You laid your head on his chest, knowing no matter what time you left, your parents would wake up.
"I'll stay for a few hours honey, any longer and I'll have royally pissed my family off." you said, a small giggle leaving your lips as you nuzzled closer, your eyes growing heavy.
Regulus looked down at you and watched as you slowly fell asleep. He knew he could never tell you the real reason he was upset, that if he mentioned he was forced to get his death eater mark the next day, and his parents were at their meeting as they laid there in his bed, discussing the final touches with Voldemort. He knew it was wrong to not tell you, to let you go home hours later and never tell you goodbye in person. He gave you a longer kiss and a longer hug then he would've when you left that night.
You made your way back into your bed and quickly fell asleep. When you awoke you heard your parents arguing in their room, your name being mentioned countless times. You looked up at your desk and saw a note and a feather beside it from Pepper, the name you gave his owl since his family refused to let him name it himself.
You didn't know it yet, but you'd look back at that last night with Regulus multiple times, wondering what would've happened if you stayed the whole night, or if his mother hadn't made him get it the next day. You often found yourself wishing you had just one more night, wrapped in his sheets with his hair in your face, and the feeling that he'd never leave still around when you looked at him, not knowing one day, he'd be forced to break that promise he made you.
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omg blaise with a mommy kink
girl omg, cause he'd so obviously have mommy issues due to either the headcannons or background lore of his mom's horrible relationship with him so you know he has mommy issues. and late at night when he curls up into your bed all needy n wanting you, more is there to do then rub up on his pretty girl's thighs and tell her how much he needs his mommy to take care of him 😩😩
#blaisezabini #blaisezabinismut
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my bad for dissapearing ya'll i was in a mental hospital LMAO
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Potion’s Closet | | Blaise Elori Zabini
summary: you get dragged into a closet by your boyfriend - Blaise - as he yells at you for teasing him, but lucky as he’s about to punish you, class starts
warning: sexual indications and inuendos!
word count: 1,148
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You knew that what you did was wrong.
You knew that you were being a bitch to Blaise by draping your legs over Theo’s because Blaise wouldn’t talk to you. You also knew that you were in for it later when Theo started rubbing your inner thigh, especially because Blaise had slammed his herbology book shut and stormed out of the room.
“Who’s bunched up his knickers?” Pansy asked, her voice echoing in the quiet room. Draco looked around before his eyes landed on you and Theo.
“I would say that’s what pissed off our dear Blaise so much, pansy.” he grabbed his bags and stood up. “Besides, we should all get going. Breakfast starts in 10 minutes and if I have to sit by Marcus- I swear to merlin- ill lose it.” Everyone made murmurs of agreement before grabbing their books and heading down to the great hall.
When you had entered your eyes immediately had landed on him. You quickly rushed over to sit by him before realizing his seats were full by Astoria and Draco. You looked across the table and sighed before sitting down in the first seat you could find, not noticing Theo and Mattheo sitting beside you.
“What’s wrong, princess?” Mattheo asked, his voice immediately catching the attention of not only you but your boyfriend who was only a few seats down. You rolled your eyes and pretended to ignore him.
“Yeah, pumpkin, what’s bothering you? Are you mad that you cant sit next to your boyfriend?” the other boy asked, the two of them laughing as they noticed your face heat up.
“Shut it, will you two? I barely want to hear either of you this early, let alone have you two gits purposely try to embarrass me at bloody 6 a.m.,” you said as you threw your napkin at them.
Mattheo rolled his eyes and leaned forward as he whispered in your ear, “Oh darling, we both know you love us.” he said, his hot breath hitting your neck. Your face turned even more red as you looked at him.
“Mattheo shut it,” you said as you slowly slid down your chair, trying to get out of Blaise’s gaze.
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You were heading off to Transfiguration as you felt someone's arm wrap around your mouth and as they pulled you into an empty classroom. You tried to fight him back at first before you smelt something familiar, something safe, something like your boyfriend.
He finally dropped you and pinned you in the corner of the small closet, his hand wrapping around your neck, the pads of his fingers restricting your airflow as you tried not to moan.
“W-what the hell is your problem?” You asked, your voice barely coming above a whisper, You saw the scowl on his lips grow stronger as he tightened his grip, his rings burning the skin on your neck.
“Oh, don’t act so fucking innocent. I’m the one who should be asking you that shit, princess. Do you think it’s cute to spread your legs over Theo’s lap? Do you want him to be fucking you instead? Is that you practically spread your legs open like a whore for him?” he leaned forward and ghosted your lips, his hot breath fanning against your face.
“No.. ‘m not a whore.” you mumbled as you felt your face heating up.
“Oh, you’re not?” he pushed your legs open and pushed his muscular thigh in between the two, “Then why are you dripping at the mention of his fucking name? Did Theo cause this?” he asked as he flexed his leg.
You moaned and tried grounding yourself against his leg. “N-no, you d-did," you said sheepishly, feeling your face heat up even more in the cold and dark room.
He grabbed your chin and held your small face in the palm of his hand.
"We both know I don't like it when my fucking whore sounds like a nervous mess. Get on your knees."
You gulped as you slid down the wall until your face was in line with his crotch. You unbuckled his belt- which much to his dismay, was far too slow- and you pulled down the black slacks.
You felt yourself almost start drooling as you saw his dick straining against his briefs, a wet patch forming near the tip of his dick. You snapped out of your trance as you heard him snicker and pull your hair, "Get started, we don't have all fucking day," he commanded, his nails lightly grazing the back of her head.
You quickly pulled down his underwear and bit your lip, his dick hitting his stomach as precum leaked from the tip. You quickly leaned forward and licked the white substance away, whimpering at the taste.
He let out a low groan, his hand pulling your hair into a makeshift ponytail. He quickly thrust into your mouth, moans leaving his lips as you kept gagging on his dick. He tugged harshly at your hair and you look up at him as he noticed your hand was taken off his waist as it trailed down your body- landing on your soaking wet cunt.
“Keep your fucking hands to yourself, or else I’m not letting you cum for a week,” he said, his voice almost booming off the walls. You quickly moved your hand and flicked your tongue through his slit, moaning at the taste of precum as you tried to hold his hand, his hand instantly coming down and smacking yours away,
“Needy sluts don’t get to hold their daddy's hands,” he spat down at you, "Need I remind you?" he asked, the mocking tone in his voice apparent but it falls upon deaf ears. You whined and brought your hands down to your sides, your nails digging into the plush skin on your thighs.
But just as soon as it had started, it seemed, it stopped. You looked up at Blaise confused as you felt him push your head away and pull his trousers up. You slowly stood up as you felt his hand cover your mouth and pull you close. And then, you heard it, the sounds of footsteps walking around the room. You quickly started to look around, trying to figure out what room you were in.
You were in Snape’s potions closet.
You and Blaise looked at each other worried as you heard the footsteps get closer and closer to the door. The door was pushed open and standing in front of you both was Snape, the scowl evermore apparent on his face as he looked down at the two of us with disgust.
“What are you two doing in here?”
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hey ya'll so um... i'm back?
i know its been a while since i posted anything, so let me at least say what happened. so i started dating this guy and got a job, relationship turned toxic and we broke up, started dating this guy i had a crush on at work ( still with him btw ) um, got my phone taken away like three times, but i have it back now and i miss writing so i'm gonna try to post more often now, um any feedback would be great so um, yeah im back ig lmao
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im tempted to write smut, but instead of using any word for dick i use "peeneenee" ( pea-knee-knee ) and instead of any word for pussy i use "vageegine" ( va-gene-gee )
thoughts?
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Happier | | George Fabian Weasley
summary: based on the song “happier” by olivia rodrigo. after the war you and george found peace, a year later he found happiness and you were stuck trying to find yourself.
word count: 2041
warnings: mentions of cheating! cheating! indications of sexual acts!
a/n: this is angst, i think. it's the first time i've written it. its suppose to be george x reader, but it hints to fred x reader. oh also, it was proofread by @silverdelirium
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We broke up a month ago
Your friends are mine, you know i know
You’ve moved on, found someone new
You had been pacing around the room of your flat as you grabbed your ex’s clothes and put them in a small box on the edge of your bed. Alicia had walked in and leaned against the wall as she watched you.
“You do realize you don’t have to return this right now, right? You two broke up a few weeks ago, he’s not expecting it already.” She sighed and walked over to you as she rubbed your back.
“I have to return it though. His new girlfriend is going to want to wear his hoodies, and she can’t do that if they’re in my closet,” you replied as you taped the box shut and started putting all the gifts he had given you in a bag.
“How did you two even break up anyway?” She stood by your side and opened your closet, a slight smile on her lips as she noticed you had kept his quidditch jersey.
You sighed as you thought of the memory, him coming home from work for you to find hickies on his neck that weren’t there when he left. The look on his face as he noticed you in his favorite set of lingerie before running out of the room in tears. You wiped your eyes and looked at her.
One more girl who brings out the better than you
And I thought my heart was detached
From all the sunlight in our past
But she’s so sweet, and she’s so pretty
“It’s not important. I just hope Angelina makes him feel better than I did.” you grabbed all of the boxes and bags before apparating to his flat above the joke shop. Fred heard the loud pop and poked his head out of the kitchen doorway as he looked at you confused.
“What are you doing here, darling?” he asked as he walked over to you, his body hovering over yours. His arm leaned against the wall as he stood in front of you.
“I’m here to return George’s stuff. I figured that he would want to give it to Angelina.” you looked at the ground embarrassed, quickly regretting your decision of coming to his home.
“He went out with Angelina, she was complaining about how uncomfortable his bedsheets were. If you want to, you can come by later to get your stuff back. Sometimes I wake up to Angelina wearing your clothes, and it’s so bloody obvious they don’t belong to her that I don’t know why she wears them.” he joked, his hand slowly moving to sit on your hip.
Does that mean you’ve forgot about me?
Oh, I hope you’re happy
But not like how you were with me
“Does George still talk about me?” you asked nervously, slowly looking up at the redhead above you.
“Whenever Angelina isn’t in the room, but he’s usually drunk too whenever he mentions your name.” he sighed and looked down at her. His eyes meeting yours as he looked at you with sympathy.
“Is it bad I still miss him?” you sighed and looked down at your hands.
“No, it’s not. You two were dating since you guys were 13, you were together for 7 years. It’s okay to miss him, considering you spent so long with him.” he replied, his hand rubbing your back as he tried to comfort you.
“Do you think he regrets being with me?” you asked, feeling the familiar sting of tears welling up in your eyes. He quickly looked at you and wiped the tears.
I’m selfish, I know
I can’t let you go
So find someone great but don’t find someone better
I hope you’re happy but don’t be happier
“I doubt he does, whenever someone mentions the two of you being together, he seems much happier than whenever someone points out that he already has a different girlfriend.” he tilted your face to the side as he pushed the hair behind your face. You smiled at the brief gesture and took his hands off your cheeks.
“Will you tell George that I left this for him whenever he gets back? I don’t think I’ll be able to stomach seeing the two of them standing beside each other.” he nodded his head as he kept his eyes on you.
“Do you want a drink before you go? I can get some tea prepared while your here.” he stepped back into the kitchen as he grabbed a kettle off the counter and started filling it with water.
“I’m good, Freddie. Thanks for the offer though.” you pulled your lips into a tight smile before grabbing your keys off the side table and apparating back to your lonely home.
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You laid on your now cold bed as you stared at the ceiling, old memories flooding back into your head.
You had woken up with George’s arms were wrapped around your waist, his hair sprawled out on the pillow. You smiled as you looked at him and slowly got out of bed after pulling his arms off of you. He whined and you giggled as you turned around and faced him, his eyes barely open.
“Are you leaving me already?” he asked, his voice low as it was still filled with sleep. You pushed his hair back and kissed the top of his head before looking at him.
“I’m going to make breakfast. And considering how energetic you seemed last night, I would have thought that you wouldn’t be as tired right now.” he smiled at the memories of last night as you grabbed his shirt off the floor and put it on before heading to the kitchen in your flat.
You started the coffee pot as you started grilling eggs, smiling as you felt your lover’s chest pressed against your back,
“Someone’s finally up.” you teased as you leaned back and looked at him, your head resting on his chest. He smiled as he leaned down and softly kissed you.
“Did you start the coffee?” he asked, his smile growing even more as he saw you shake your head yes, “oh merlin, I love you.” you giggled as you took his arms off you again and started filling up plates for the two of you.
“If all it takes to win your heart is a cup of coffee, I’m going to have to rethink this relationship.” you giggled and handed him a cup of the brown liquid and sat on the counter as you started to eat.
“That’s not all it takes, they also have to be extremely beautiful, and luckily for you, you’re the most attractive person I’ve ever met besides myself.” you giggled and kissed him again before hopping off the counter and walking to the small table in the corner of the room.
And do you tell her that she’s the most beautiful girl you’ve ever seen?
An eternal love bullshit that you’ll never mean
Remember when I believed
You meant it when you first said it to me?
You popped your head up and wiped away the tears that threatened to spill when you heard Katie and Alicia walk in.
“We brought you that Chinese food you always love. It’s from that one restaurant in London you always take us to.” Katie said as he sat down beside you, slowly rubbing your back as she tried comforting you.
“Thanks,” you said quietly, your fingers messing with the rings on your fingers. Alicia sat on your other side and sighed.
“We saw George and Angelina on our way back. It looked like they were arguing.” Alicia looked at you and tried to get you to smile.
“About what? The fact that she caused him to cheat?” you said as you tried to joke, instead your sentence coming out in a mere whisper as you tried not to cry.
And now I'm picking her apart
Like cutting her down will make you miss my wretched heart
But she’s beautiful, she looks kind
She probably gives you butterflies
“Is it bad that I can tell why he left me for her? Because she’s so much prettier and more successful?” you hugged Katie as you blinked tears and sobs back.
“He left you because he was a dumb immature boy. That’s the only reason, Y/N.” Katie replied and rubbed your back, trying to make you feel better.
I hope you're happy
But not like how you were with me
“I just miss him so much.” your voice cracked as tears ran down your face. Alicia grabbed a towel and wiped the tears.
“I know it hurts, but you will get over this.” the two other girls said in unison, slowly looking at each other as they tried to figure out what to do. You heard pecking at your window and quickly sat up, opening the window as you watched Fred’s owl fly in.
“Do you think that means I should go to his place to get my things from George?” you wiped your tears and stood up and as you took the letter away from the small bird before letting it fly back out. They nodded their head and stood up.
“Let us know if George tries anything, alright?” Katie asked, her eyes following you as you walked towards the door,
“I will.” you grabbed your things and quickly apparated to their flat, landing outside of the joke shop as a loud pop echoing in the quiet streets.
I'm selfish, I know, I can't let you go
So find someone great, but don't find no one better
I hope you're happy
I wish you all the best, really
You slowly walked inside and headed up the stairs.
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“Fred? George? I’m here to get my stuff!” you shouted, instantly becoming confused as you heard your voice echo in the usually loud room. George poked his head out the doorway, instantly smiling as his eyes landed on you.
“Hey, Y/N. Your stuff’s in here.” he stepped out of his room and held the door open. You slowly walked inside and looked at him as you moved out of his way.
“Okay, thanks George,” you said blankly, feeling your body tensed up as his hands grazed your hipbone as he passed.
Say you love her, baby
Just not like you loved me
He quickly threw a few items of clothing into the box before opening his closet and putting your clothes in.
“So, how have you been?” he asked as he turned around and looked at you. You mumbled a quick ‘good’ before looking at the clock in the corner of his messy room.
“What’s bothering you? I can tell something is up,” he said, his brown orbs trying to meet yours. You quickly looked at him and sighed as the words that you had been thinking for the past few weeks escaped your lips.
“How long did you wait before replacing me?”
He looked at you confused before walking over to you.
“What are you talking about? Nobody could ever replace you.” his hands cupped your face, you instantly grabbing his hands and moving them away.
“No one could ever replace me? It only took you two weeks to find someone new. Don’t tell me that bullshit.”
And think of me fondly when your hands are on her
I hope you're happy, but don't be happier
Ooh, ooh-ooh
“It’s not bullshit! I’m still in love with you!” he shouted and grabbed your face again before leaning in and kissing you.
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
I hope you're happy
Just not like how you were with me
I'm selfish, I know, can't let you go
You pulled away and looked at him in shock before grabbing the box of your clothes and walking outside of his home, your ears ringing as you heard George and Fred yelling after you.
So find someone great, but don't find no one better
I hope you're happy, but don't be happier.
#george weasley#george weasley imagine#george weasley angst#fred weasley#alicia spinnet#angelina johnson#katie bell#olivia rodrigo
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Good Ol' Fashioned Lover Boy | | Ronald Billius Weasley
summary: based on the song “good ol’ fashioned lover boy” by queen. it was very obvious that Ron had a crush on you, no matter how hard he tried to hide it. so, what else were you supposed to do other than pester him about it?
word count: 1639
warnings: food. that's about it, it's fluff.
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I can dim the lights and sing you songs full of sad things
We can do the tango just for two
I can serenade and gently play on your heartstrings
Be a Valentino just for you
It was obvious to everyone. What was obvious exactly? That Ron Weasley had a crush on you. You didn’t remember exactly when you found out, but that was never on your mind. The only thing you could seem to think of is when your crush would ask you out.
You had gotten up from the red couch in the common room of the Gryffindor tower. You saw Ron look up at you and smile before pretending to look back at the book in front of him.
“Hey, Ron!” You said happily as you walked over to him. You sat down in the chair on his right, thankful that the trio hadn’t decided to study in the library.
“Hey, Y/N.” He replied, a slight pink tint on his pale and freckled-covered cheeks. You giggled as your eyes went over his figure. His strawberry-orange hair dangling in front of his eyes, his pale skin glowing from the glare of the fireplace to their right.
Harry and Hermione quickly looked at each other before getting up with their books.
“We just realized that we need to go save some seats at the table if the three of us wanna eat lunch together. Y/N you’re welcome to eat with us.” Hermione said, a slight smile on her lips as she looked at the two people in front of her.
You nodded your head and sat down beside Ron as you watched Harry and Hermione leave, whispering to each other as they kept glancing back at you two.
Ooh, love
Ooh, loverboy
“So, Ron. How are you? I always catch you looking at me during class, so I figured there was some part of you that wanted to talk to me.” you said, both of your cheeks turning pink at the thought of him looking at you.
“I’m good, even better now that you're here.” His hand slowly slid closer to yours, his pinky barely touching yours. His lips curled up into a smirk as he watched you blush even harder at the slight touch he gave you.
Whatcha doing tonight?
Hey boy
Set my alarm, turn on my charm
That’s because I’m a good old fashioned lover boy
“I have a question for you, Y/N. Would you wanna go with me to Hogsmeade tomorrow?” he asked, his gaze falling on your figure as he watched your reaction. “Don’t worry, if you wanna go as friends we can, I don’t wanna make you uncomfortable. We don’t have to go together at all if you don’t want to go,” he said nervously after a few minutes of silence.
“Is it a date?” You asked nervously, your hand quickly moving to pick at your nails on the other side. He nodded his head as he watched you.
“Then yeah, I’d love to go on a date with you,” you said quietly, feeling your heartbeat against your ribcage. He smiled and put his hands in his lap before looking at the clock, quickly grabbing his books, and walked to the great hall.
Ooh, feel my heartbeat ( grow faster, faster )
Ooh, can you feel my love heat?
Come on, sit on my hot seat of love and tell me “how do you feel right after all”
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Write my letter, feel much better
And use that fancy patter on the telephone
You sat across from Ginny and Neville as you two started talking about your homework.
“Neville, I don’t understand how you’re amazing at herbology, I’m terrible at it.” You said, your fork barely touching the plate in front of you.
“I’m not amazing at it, I just like the class,” he replied, blushing at the compliment.
“You are amazing at it though. For instance, in our fourth year, I would have never thought of giving Harry that gillyweed.” You heard the owlery hatch open and you looked up confused as you saw your owl with a letter.
You quickly opened it and smiled as you noticed Ron’s handwriting. You folded the letter up and put it in your jacket before looking up at him.
“We’re still on for that date, Ron. You’re not getting rid of me that easily.” you smiled as you poked your fork into his arm. He giggled as he looked at you.
“Good, I’d be rather upset if you had already changed your mind.” He smiled and looked at your lips as the same daydreams played in his head. You blushed and went back to talking to Neville and Ginny as you tried to tune him out.
You heard Dumbledore tell everyone that lunch was over and that the teachers were waiting outside to go to Hogsmeade. You stood up and walked outside as you waited for Ron. He saw you and quickly said goodbye to the people around him as he rushed over to you.
When I’m not with you, think of you always
I miss you
When I’m not with you, think of me always
I love you ( love you )
“Hey, Ron. I had gotten worried you chickened out on me.” You teased as you lightly pushed him. He giggled and held your hand as he looked at you.
“I didn’t chicken out, Fred and George kept trying to give me advice.” he turned red at the thought of their conversation as he tried to shake the thought of it out of his head.
“What did they say?” you asked confused, your thumb tracing patterns on the back of his hand as you looked at him. He quickly whispered things into your ear and you turned red.
“I might use the advice later though,” he mumbled, his lips curling into a smirk at the idea of you on your knees. You heard him and turned even more red as you hid your face into the sleeve of his jacket.
“Oh shut it,” you mumbled, embarrassed.
Hey boy, where’d you get it from?
Hey boy, where did you go?
I learned it from the good ol’ fashioned school of lover boys.
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“Which store do you wanna go to first?” He asked as you two walked around Hogsmeade.
“Do you wanna go to Honeydukes first? I heard Fred and George say how they were gonna go to Zonkos and then leave rats inside Honeydukes after, and I don’t want to deal with those rodents.” you looked at him and squeezed his hand.
“Ladies first,” he said and you smiled as he opened the door for you. You quickly headed inside and headed to the back of the store. He walked after you and smiled.
“Do you want to get a chocolate frog? I can’t reach them.” you pointed up to the high shelf and smiled as he reached up and handed it to you.
“Here you go, darling.” he teased, his lips ghosting against yours as he put the piece of candy in the basket you were holding. You blushed and quickly turned around as you put some more candy in the basket.
Dining at the Ritz’s, we’ll meet at 9, precisely
( 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9 o’clock )
I will pay the bill, you taste the wine
“So where do you want to go now?” you asked as you headed to the cash register, slowly putting everything in the basket on the counter.
“We can go to The Leaky Cauldron and share a butterbeer if you want.” He took out his wallet and paid for the candy, ignoring your confused expression.
“Why did you pay for that?” You took the bag and headed outside, holding Ron’s hand as you walked.
“I’m the one that asked you one the date-” you cut him off. “ I know, but that was also all for me, it doesn’t seem fair.” He cupped her face and looked down at her.
“I don’t care if you think it is fair or not, I asked you out on this date and I will pay for it,” he replied as he looked you in the eyes, blushing as he felt you melt into his hands.
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Driving back in style to my saloon will do quite nicely
Take me back to yours that will be fine
Come on and get it
The two of you headed back to Hogwarts, your fingers intertwined with one another as the sun started to set.
“Thanks for the date, Ron. I enjoyed it.” you looked up at him and smiled as the two of you stood in the common room.
“You’re welcome, Y/N. I enjoyed it too.” he smiled back as he looked down at you, his eyes fully taking in your figure as you stood before him. You felt your heart start beating faster and faster as you two made eye contact, the two of you slowly leaning into one another.
Ooh, love
Ooh, loverboy - whatcha doing tonight?
Hey boy
“Can I kiss you?” he asked, his lips ghosting yours as his hand was placed on the side of your cheek.
“Please do.” You begged, your pinks turning even darker as he slowly leaned in, his lips touching yours as the two of you kissed, the world seemed to melt around you.
And for the first time in forever, you felt complete.
Everythings alright, just hold on tight that’s because I’m a good old
( fashioned, fashioned )
Loverboy
a/n: this is literally my second fanfiction, so I hope you enjoyed it hoes
#ron weasley#harry potter#hermione granger#ginny weasley#neville longbottom#fred weasley#george weasley#ron weasley fluff#ron weasley imagine
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A Story Meant To Be Private | | Harry James Potter
summary: during the goblet of fire, Rita skeeter asks about your and harry’s relationship, to which he answers her question the one way you hoped he wouldn’t have.
warnings: brief mentions of food, arguing
word count: 2,273
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You had been pacing the hallways non-stop, too worried about the hole your boyfriend had just dug himself into.
“Wait, Y/N, I can explain!” he shouted, running towards you.
“What is there to explain, harry? You put your name in the goblet of fire so you could get more money and popularity, more than you already have?” you turned around and faced him, your arms crossed as you stared at him.
“It’s not like that, I told you before we even knew what schools were competing that I wouldn’t go through with it if you didn’t want me to.”
“And I didn’t want you to! But here we are, waiting for you to go out and save the day and make a big show like you always do! Do you realize how unfair it is? For you, to be able to do all of these things when there are people who would give up their futures to be able to participate just so they could have a chance of making their family proud! And you don’t even seem grateful for the fact that you are given so many opportunities to go out and get fame.” You looked down at the ground, too ashamed to face the messy-haired boy in front of you. -
“Sweetheart, you do realize that I would be grateful for the fact to participate if it had been my own choice? I didn’t put my name into the cup, Dumbledore made it impossible. You saw when Fred and George tried to put their names in it.” He said smiling at the memory, his hands coming up and cupping your face.
“I’m just worried about you, Harry. People have died trying to win. I just don’t wanna lose you.” You replied, your voice barely above a murmur.
He sighed and leaned forward, placing a soft kiss on your lips. “I know.” His tone matched yours, too afraid to draw any more attention to the two of you. You had leaned into his touch, trying to gain as much time together as possible, already sensing his schedule would be even busier, practice for the challenges taking up more free time than quidditch practice ever had.
You felt his arms wrap around you, his head resting on your shoulder as he kissed your cheek. “Let’s go back in before Ron or someone worse comes out and catches us.” You two walked back in and tried to ignore the feeling of everyone’s eyes on you, too anxious someone had even heard you two.
You sat down across from him, poking the plate of food in front of you before everyone in the great hall would be allowed to leave. Hermione noticed your behavior change and leaned over, lightly jabbing you in the ribs.
“Ow, ‘mione. No need to harm me.” You mumbled, looking at the girl confused.
“What happened with you and Harry? It’s not every day someone leaves the great hall bloody furious and ‘the chosen one’ gets up and follows them.” she teased, eyeing you and the boy across from them.
“Nothing, ‘mione. Nothing important.” You mumbled, covering your face from her as you blushed. She giggled and looked at you, leaning in and whispering in your ear.
“Oh my Merlin, you fancy him!” she said, giggling as you turned a darker shade of red. You quickly glanced at her and mouthed “shut it” before going back to eating your food, leaving as soon as dumbledore granted everyone access to leave.
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You looked at the clock in the corner of your room, reading the time as you slowly got out of the bed, and looked around, hoping no one was awake. You slowly shut the door as you headed to Harry’s dorm, not wanting to be caught.
It’s not like Harry was embarrassed for people to find out he was with you - if anything, it was the complete opposite. When you learned Harry had a crush on you, you were already confused as to why ‘the chosen one’ would find a girl like you interesting.
You soon admitted your feelings back to him, quickly letting him know that if you were to turn your friendship into something else, you would have to be in secret, not wanting to have attention on you and him. Harry understood quickly and agreed to keep your relationship a secret.
You managed to make it to his dorm without getting caught, slowly tiptoeing over to his bed. He looked up from the map in his hands and saw you, quickly scooting over with a smile on his face.
“Did anyone notice?” he asked, worried someone had seen you.
“As far as I could tell, the only people awake right now are me and you, darling,” you said with a giggle, laying down beside the brown-haired boy as you pulled the curtains shut.
He smiled and rolled over, his arms wrapping around you as you relaxed against him, your arms laying over his. He traced shapes on your hip as he listened to the quiet room around him.
“Do you ever think one of these days we can tell people about us?” Harry said timidly, already knowing the answer.
“One of these days, darling, just not now. The last thing I need is girls harassing me because ‘the great harry potter’ already has a yule ball date.” you teased, shutting your eyes as you slowly fell asleep.
Harry sat up and watched you as you slept, kissing your cheek as your chest slowly raised and lowered. He heard Ron get up and quickly sat up, looking at the red-haired boy confused.
“Where are you going?” he asked, watching him walk around the room. Ron glared at him and left the room.
“Well fine then,” he mumbled, laying back down and wrapping his arms around you as he fell asleep.
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You woke up early the next day and slowly slid out of Harry’s arms, getting up and leaving his room quietly as you headed back to your dorm, grabbing your uniform.
“Morning, Hermione,” you said, noticing the girl moving in her bed.
“Where were you last night?” she questioned, sitting up and looking at you.
“I was in the bathroom,” you said quickly, grabbing your hairbrush as you rushed out of the room and headed to the bathroom. She had gotten up and followed you, leaning against the doorway as she eyed you up and down,
“You were in the bathroom from 11;08 to this morning?” she asked, smirking as she noticed you turn red. You quickly glanced up at her and pushed her out of the bathroom.
“We’ll talk about this later!” she said, grabbing her clothes as she walked to the common room bathroom, not wanting to wait for you to finish using the one attached to the dorm.
You quickly finished up in the shower and put on your school uniform, grabbing your red and gold striped tie as you wrapped it around your neck, not bothering to look if it was yours.
You headed down to the common room and sat on the red couch in front of the fireplace, smiling at Harry as you noticed him walking down the stairs.
“Morning, Harry. Morning, Ron,” you said, happy that Hermione was still in the bathroom. Harry had sat down beside you as Ron sat far away from you both, sitting in the chairs in the corner of the room.
“What’s his deal?” you asked, looking at the boy as he looked you up and down with disgust.
“I don’t know. He’s been acting like that ever since my name was chosen from the goblet.” he sighed, looking at Ron before looking at you.
“What class do you have first?” you asked, hoping it would be the same class.
“Double potions,” he said quickly, dreading how the rest of his day would go.
“Poor you,” you replied leaning against him, trying to gain as much time together before the swarm of students came down, “I have divination with Trelawney, then herbology with Sprout.”
You felt his wrap around you as you kissed his cheek, thankful Ron had left for breakfast while you weren’t looking. You heard Hermione run out of the bathroom and you pulled his arms off you, turning around and facing the girl.
“What is happening between you two? Running out of the great hall when you found out he was in the tournament, you getting up and running after her,” she said, looking at Harry as she spoke,
“Then I come down here getting ready to go question Y/N where she was last night, and I come down here and see you two snuggling up to each other!”
You looked away from her embarrassed, your cheeks turning red as you looked at the fire in front of you, tuning out the world as you heard them speak.
“It’s getting late,” you heard, turning around and looking at Harry, “Let’s go to the great hall for breakfast before all the good food is gone.” he grabbed his books and quickly left the room.
Hermione handed you your bag as she left, giggling as you ran to catch up to her.
“So the chosen one-” you cut her off, “Oh shut it. You’ve been in love with Ron since our second year. At least I went and told him how I felt.”
She giggled and looked at you. “Well someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed, or should I say the wrong bed? Besides, I have told him.” She giggled even more and looked at you.
“Well, it’s not my fault that you like someone who barely has the brains of an owl.” You giggled and walked inside the great hall.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Harry, Cedric, Fleur, and Viktor had been taken out of the great hall as they stood in an unused classroom.
“Does anyone know why we’re here?” Cedric asked, his voice echoing in the quiet room. As soon as he spoke the door opened and a short woman wearing green dress robes walked in, She had blonde hair in an up-do. She was carrying a notepad and a green quill floated behind her.
“Hello, I’m Rita Skeeter and I write for The Daily Prophet, but of course you knew that. It’s you that we don’t know. You’re the juice news. What quirks lurk beneath those juicy red cheeks?” She asked as she cupped Fleur’s face. “What mysteries do those muscles cover? What courage lies beneath those curls? Each is short of what makes a champion tick. Me, myself, and I want to know, not to mention my rapid readers.`` She stood behind them all and squeezed the Hogwarts champions arms.
“Who's willing to share first?” She looked around the room but got no response. “Youngest starts first.” She grabbed Harry's and started dragging him into a broom cupboard, quickly sitting him down on a bucket as she sat across from him. He tried to protest before quickly being interrupted by her.
“You should feel right at home.” She spoke as she motioned her hand around the room.
“Now, how does it feel to be in a competition where everyone else competing is much stronger and more emotionally stable than you? Do you think it was the trauma of your past that made you so keen on entering this dangerous tournament?” she asked, her quill quickly writing down everything in her journal.
“Oh, I didn’t enter,” he said sheepishly, barely looking away from the wall to look at her.
“Oh, ‘course you didn't,” she said with a smirk, “Everyone loves a rebel harry. Now do you think if your parents were alive, how would they feel? Proud or concerned that you at best show a pathological need for attention and at the worst a psychotic death wish?”
Harry sat forward and caught a glimpse of the writing in the booklet she owned before looking back at her,
“Hey, my eyes aren't glistening with the ghosts of my past,” he said, annoyed.
“Of course not, how about we change the subject. Is there anyone you’re seeing? Don’t worry, and be honest. We won’t say who it is if you are.” she replied also annoyed with his response.
“There’s this girl I’m seeing, but it’s in secret. Her name’s Y/N-” he quickly cut himself off before looking at the woman in front of him.
“I think this interview is over.” He stood up and stormed out of the closet and headed back to the great hall to grab his books before heading to the potion’s room in the dungeons.
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The next day at breakfast, Harry sat at the table worried.
“What's up with him?” You asked as you looked at Ron. He quickly looked at Harry before grabbing his plate and sitting down on the other side of Hermione.
You went to ask the girl on your right when the owl door burst open as the birds flew in the day’s mail. You watched as The Daily Prophet dropped in front of you and you gasped as you read the title.
“THE CHOSEN ONE RUMORED TO BE DATING FELLOW CLASSMATE,” it said in bold letters with a photo of you and Harry at dinner together.
You quickly glared at him before getting up and storming out of the room as you ran down the hallways,
What the hell had this boy gotten you into.
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