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Forever- Draco x OC

Hi everyone! I felt inspired again and decided to write a short Draco x OC. It’s around the time The Battle of Hogwarts took place, or rather right after during which my OC, Amelia, and Draco are separated and fear that they may never see each other again.

I really like it, but I’m biased and love fluff. Hope you enjoy

She finally arrived at her room and flung herself onto the bed, only now allowing her tears to fall. She had to be strong for everyone else, but she had never seen such horror in all her life. The Great War of Hogwarts. The screams still rang deafeningly in her ears, almost taunting her. She tried to shove her head further below the blankets, but the cries and the blood and the… thousands of corpses were as clear as day in her mind. She wanted to rip her skull apart and cry and curse the godforsaken world she lived in for allowing this atrocity to happen. More than anything, she wished to be in the warm embrace of her lover, Draco.

Oh how she loved him. He was her everything and more and she knew without a doubt that he felt the same, however, she also knew how much control his family had over him which is why she is now alone, weeping beneath her covers. Draco’s mother had forced him to join them, but would she ever see him again? Would he find love with another?

When she had heard Draco’s family call, she wanted to grab hold of his wrist and ensure that he never left, but so struck with the loss of her only brother; she simply fell to the floor and watched as the last person she cared about walked away. Forever.

Amelia nuzzled further into the blankets, surrounding herself by the smell of his cologne, but it wasn’t the same. There was no warmth emanating from his side of the bed, the room was dark and void of the quiet sound of turning pages as Draco sat peacefully beside her. All she had left was his fading smell and the last book he had read. In a desperate attempt to feel close to him again, she whispered “lumos” and grabbed the book off the counter. “Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find them” who would have thought that the Draco would enjoy this novel? She would never forget the childish joy and curiosity in his eyes as he turned each page. Anxiously, she opened the book.

She didn’t know what she had expected, but it certainly wasn’t a small white envelope. All her worries faded to excitement as she gently tore open the wrapping; within the envelope was a perfectly, handwritten note addressed to My Love. He had left her a note! Slowly, she began to read the letter, memorising every word.

My Love,

I fear that after this war we may have to say goodbye, but I cannot. Forgive me if I’m being selfish, but the very thought of leaving you makes my heart ache. I yearn to be near you even if it were just for a day, if I could see your beautiful smile just once more and feel the soft and tender kiss of your lips; I could die a happy man.

If I am unable to get the chance to say farewell, please know that you have made me so incredibly happy. You’re the only reason I enjoy this pathetic school and I cannot, no, will not simply say goodbye. Please, if you reciprocate the deep love I have for you; meet me where our connection first sparked.

Yours Truly

Draco

“Where our connection first sparked?” she thought, racking her brain trying to think of which place he could mean. They first met on the boats, but hardly spoke, so not there. They shared their first kiss after he sneaked her into the Slytherin common room, but it wouldn’t make sense for them to meet there, it’s been heavily damaged after everything and reconstruction has yet to begin. Maybe the… Yes! Almost instantly, she knew where he was waiting.

In a matter of seconds, she apparated to the Astronomy Tower, clutching her letter with an iron grip, almost afraid that is she let go it, she would wake up from this dream. She frantically glanced around, searching for a silhouette or the sound of breathing or anything to give her a sign that he was indeed there.

“I thought you weren’t coming.”

She whipped her head around to see Draco standing behind her with a sad smile on his face. Tears once again began welling up in her eyes as she sprinted into his arms. He was really there. She felt his warm embrace, gently enveloping her and listened to the peaceful rhythm of his heart and for a while, they stood exactly like this, swaying to their own music, too overwhelmed to properly express how they felt in words, so they just held each other and that said everything they needed to.

After what felt like an eternity of bliss, she stepped back and glanced up Draco’s face, caressing his cheek. She smiled as he leaned into her touch, oh how she had missed this. Being close to him made her heart glow warmer than the ember of a flame. Before she knew it, her lips were on his; tenderly he wrapped his arms around her and held her flush against his chest, afraid she might disappear. She felt as though she were walking on air as their kiss became more passionate. Eventually, they pulled back, breathing heavily.

“How can you still love me? Even after I nearly ki-” He choked on his words, struggling to admit his biggest mistake. Amelia gripped him more tightly and placed a small kiss on the corner of his mouth.

“Of course I still love you. You’re the only person in the world that matters to me and don’t forget, you didn’t do, you wouldn’t have because you’re the kindest and most passionate soul. That’s why Snape helped you… And although, I don’t support the Dark Lord in any way, I will forever support you and forever love you.” She giggled as she caught sight of a faint blush creeping onto his cheeks, “Truly Draco, I love you.”

“I-I love you too…” Her heart fluttered at his words, he had said a thousand times before, but each time left her feeling giddy. Suddenly, his eyes shifted from the ground to her gaze almost urgently, “Run away with me, Amelia. We can venture off to the country away from everyone else and live happily, with just the two us. Then we can have a family and a home...Please.”

Amelia momentarily stood in shock before tears began to well up in her eyes. He would sacrifice everything and everyone he loved just so they could be together. She whispered a gleeful yes and threw her arms around his neck, smiling so widely her cheeks began to ache.

And so they did. They left behind the memories of Hogwarts and began a new life together filled with so much love and laughter as well as a beautiful son who they named Scorpius.

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Having social anxiety feels like you’re in a theatre play without a script.

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Tom Hiddleston x Reader

A quick ol’ summary:

You, the reader are the significant other of the absolutely dashing Tom Hiddleston. Due to this, you earned a lot attention and were invited to be on the ‘Late Late Show with James Cordan’. It was a perfectly fun and enjoyable experience until he asked a rather personal question. This one question touched on one of your deeper insecurities and lead to a sad situation that eventually had a happy ending.

“And now ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome our special guest... Y/N L/N!” Grinning from ear to ear, you excitedly made your way down the stairs, high fiving people as you went along. Never in a million years would you have dreamed that someone would invite you to be on their show. You were nothing special, just another ordinary person. The only difference is that you were dating The one and only angel in the form of a human, Tom Hiddleston.

The evening seemed perfectly pleasant, you were laughing and truly enjoying your playful banter with James, until he asked you a simple question. You didn’t know what it was, but something about it settled beneath your skin.

“So, Y/N, Obviously you know about Tom’s upcoming movie?” You nodded, taking a small sip of your coffee, “Now I haven’t watched it, but I’ve heard there are a number of intimate scenes including Tom and the wonderful Brie Larson. Do you and Tom ever discuss his scenes like this? Are you okay with them?”

“Honestly, it’s quite upsetting. I know it’s all acting and he’s just doing his job, but it’s torture.” This was a really sensitive topic for you and before you knew it, you could feel tears pricking your eyes, “I mean, you see all his gorgeous co-stars, like Brie Larson, that he gets to kiss and you, or I rather, can’t help but feel like I’m nothing compared to them. They’re all stunning, amazing women.” By now, tears were cascading down your face, your voice sounded choked and sorrowful. “You look at them and think, he can do so much better than me and...” Trying to continue to speak about it was becoming a chore and you realised you had become too emotional. Frantically, you wiped your cheeks and attempted to plaster a fake smile on your face. “Sorry, James. I got a bit carried away there, next question.”

You tried desperately to salvage the interview, but you could see the sympathy in his James’ eyes and the pang of worthlessness weighed heavy on your heart. It was too much. “I’m sorry, I just need a moment,” you sprinted as quickly as you could off stage and threw yourself into the dressing room, locking the door. Now out of sight of everyone, you collapsed onto the couch in a heap of sobs.

~~~

“Sorry ladies and gents, but we’ll need to have a quick commercial break. See you in a minute.” James quickly walked off to the side, he was thankful that one of the perks of his job was that could occasionally keep the number of guests he invited. “Hi, Tom, did you happen to be watching TV by any chance?”

“I saw the whole thing,” Tom sighed dejectedly, “I need to get there now.”

“But aren’t you touri-”

“Now.” Tom cut in, “Please,” the crack in voice clearly showed his desperation which no one in their right mind could have fought against.

“Alright, I’ll make a plan.

~~~

You still sat in your woeful heap, becoming more pitiful each second. Questions and phrases like ‘Why does he stay with me?’ and ‘You are nothing’ floated around your mind in and endless loop, slowly pulling you deeper into the darkness. But a gentle knock broke you out of your trance.”Who is it?” you croaked out between sobs.

“Y/N, it’s me James. Can I come in?” You sighed and shuffled towards the door, unlocking it and wiping your face attempting to look like less of a mess.

“James, I’m so sorry. I... I ruined your show-”

“No, I want to hear none of it. I should be apologising for asking you a question that was so personal. If I had known, I never would have brought it up.” He smiled down at you, “I wish I could stay, but lord knows what my audience will do if I leave them unattended.” He joked, trying to lift your spirits.

You forced another smile and waved goodbye before returning to your melancholy heap on the couch.

Little did you know that James had one more trick up his sleeve.

“Hello Ladies and gentlemen, I’m sorry for the delay but I had to check on Y/N.” A sly grin was plastered onto his face “She isn’t doing well, but we’ve arranged a little surprise that is sure to put a smile back on her face. However, we’ll need your help and cooperation to do it.”

James went on to explain that Tom was already on his way to the studio, rushing like a madman, but once he arrived they were to be silent. The audience were to pretend like they weren’t there until James brought Y/N out. For his plan to work, he needed to make sure that everyone played along. He smiled to himself, this will be perfect.

After another forty five minutes of impatient waiting, Tom finally burst through the door, worry and sorrow etched into his features. “Where is Y/N?” The audience was about to erupt into applause before James reminded them of their deal.

“Tom, I’ll need you to wait here in the dark-” he paused waiting for each of the lights to turn off, “until she arrives onstage and as soon as her foot touches this stage, every light will go back on and boom! There you are.”

Tom nodded and continued to run his hand through his hair, “I just need to see her, I don’t care how.” He dropped himself onto the couch, nervously tapping his fingers on his knees.

The audience and Tom sat in silence until they finally heard the faint sound of your James’ voice. They were all at the edge of their seats awaiting your arrival, when at long last you came through the door. As soon as you set foot on stage, a million lights turned on around you, partially blinding you as you became accustomed to it. You didn’t understand, James had said the show ended early tonight, then you saw him and it all made sense. You threw your hand over your mouth to try and block a cry as your eyes widened and new, happier tears formed.

“Hello Love,” You immediately ran to his embrace, savouring every detail of his face. With him being on tour it had been weeks since you’d seen him face to face. His eyes were sunken and red as if he’d been crying too with dark circles beginning to form , fully illustrating how tired he really was. He gently reached a hand out and softly caressed your cheek whilst smiling tiredly at you. Slowly, he began to lean towards you, initiating a kiss but right before your lips met, you pulled away. Your mind had got the best of you and convinced you that you weren’t enough for him. “My darling, please, I love you so much and it pains me to see you this way, please look at me,” despite his sweet words you couldn’t bring yourself to lift your gaze from the ground, cautiously he moved his hand back to your face, guiding your eyes to his. “You are my everything, You are the greatest gift anyone could ever receive and so much love and compassion flows through me when I see you. Compared to you, no other could ever match how effortlessly amazing you are and how stunning you are without even meaning to be.”

His comforting words put you over the edge, the tears you were trying so desperately to hold back began to flow freely from down your cheeks as you whispered a quiet, “I’m so sorry, I love you too, more than anything,” you forced your eyes away from his and back to the floor, only for him to pull your eyes back to him again. Tenderly and gently he kissed you and all your defenses, all you worries, all your sadness melted away at the sweet, soft touch of his lips. His hand released your face and pulled your waist guiding you closer to him, this action finally unfroze your body allowing you to wrap your arms around his neck, pulling you even closer towards him. 

The crowd began to cheer loudly, bringing you back from your little place in heaven. Alone. With him. You gazed deeply into his eyes, that somehow remained beautiful despite their redness and their exhaustion, as he smiled affectionately, using his free hand to capture yours and intertwine them.

You stared dreamily at each other, thinking about how lucky you each truly were before sharing another quick kiss and running offstage to enjoy the evening together.

FIN

I hope that was okay for my first piece. If you have any advice or notice any errors please (politely) point them out so I can improve. Thank you!