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hexbees · 1 year ago
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buildup to dating draco headcanons! pt.2
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a/n:: my own personal headcanons for draco! obvi you can think or feel however you want!
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draco who shamelessly keeps a pack of hair ties in the potions classroom for you because you always forget to tie it up
"oh my gods, draco do you have a ha-" you'd groan out loud at your forgetfulness
"what color?" he'd hide the upturn of his lips, knowing he'd only bought apple green ones. it was on instinct; you look so good in green.
never catching an attitude, even when he is upset or annoyed with you.
"just please let one of us know next time you leave a party with someone." his eyebrows scrunched together.
"draco-" you'd sigh.
"we were worried, we couldn't find you. i just want to know you're safe." he'd shake his head, eyes watery from lack of sleep staying up waiting the night before.
"im sorry"
draco who lets you be yourself, with no judgement.
"granger sat next to me in the library! oh my god, she smelled so good. i think i'm in love, seriously." your head slamming down between your crossed arms in a huff.
"why don't you ask her on a date then?" he flipped the page he'd been reading, not even looking up.
"ugh, like she'd ever go out with me." you pout up at him.
"worst she can do is say no..." he'd finally look up, letting his head tilt a little while he thought. "or hex you. she scares me just a little."
getting fidgety with your affectionate touches, he swears you do it on purpose.
"can you stop moving?" you'd wiggle in your spot, exaggeratingly copying his movements.
"you're sitting on my lap, what do you expect me to do?" he'd grab at your hips to halt your wiggle.
"i don't know, let me be comfortable." you'd lean back against his chest with a slight huff. he'd immediately stop moving completely, even steadying his breath, in hopes you'd gain comfort and stay in his lap.
never letting you pay for anything for anything in shops.
"just a butterbeer please" you hadn't even looked at the shopkeeper, digging in your side bag for a coin.
"i got it" he'd place the payment on the counter faster than you'd even finished ordering.
draco who always stands off to the sidelines, watching your surroundings so you can enjoy yourself fully.
he noticed Cormac lingering behind you even after you had turned around and told him to piss off. "McLagen, go the fuck away."
"mate, come on. she looks so good, i just want to dance with her." Cormac would try to argue.
"she does look good, but not for you." he'd cross his arms and stand between you and the creep, cutting off his view of you without interrupting your own fun. you were completely oblivious to draco behind you now.
he can't stop the compliments from fumbling out of his mouth, no matter what you look like or where you were.
"you look ravishing, mon amour." he'd pass you a water bottle, smiling at your red skin and the hair stuck against it.
"i was just at practice. my hair is knotted and im sweaty, mon cher." you'd sneer at him, annoyed with your loss at a skirmish.
he'd smiled at your attempt to mock his pet name, but his heart would only swell "yes, i can see. you still look beautiful."
draco who can't, or rather doesn't care to, hide his feelings for you anymore.
"god, you're so in love with her, it's pathetic." blaise mocked him, watching him gaze at you reading a book across the room, none the wiser.
"oh please, its endearing and sweet." pansy would smile at him, patting his arm while his face rose into his own smile hearing you puff out a laugh at the page you were reading.
draco who finally confesses
"do you even realize how i feel about you?"
"what do you mean?"
"i mean, i'm in love with you. surely you've noticed."
"well i didn't want to assume-"
"my god, just please come on a date with me."
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hexbees · 1 year ago
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draco "please invite me" malfoy | texts
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i love imagining draco as a friend thats obviously a dick to outsiders but begggggssss to be included in stuff so he wont miss anything fun
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requests are open via owl!
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hexbees · 1 year ago
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draco "i have a gun" malfoy | texts
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i love dramatic!draco more than life itself
do not worry about what goes through my mind when i sleep
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requests are open via owl!
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hexbees · 1 year ago
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buildup to dating draco headcanons!
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a/n:: my own personal headcanons for our boy draco! obvi you can think or feel however you want!
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draco would greet you with a sarcastic smile or wave. not condescending, just overly joyous.
"Hey! Hello! HI! Y/N! HI!" hand flailing and all.
obnoxiously touching you (at anyyy chance)
knocking knees on purpose, brushing his shoulders against you when he has to reach for something. CALLING YOU SMALL SO HE CAN COMPARE HAND SIZES!!!
he loves nothing more than meanly flirting with you.
"You're so fucking annoying, its cute."
he thinks you look so attractive when you're irritated (literally eggs you on so you'll get riled up)
"Ew, why are you wearing red?"
"Malfoy! I'm not changing again!" you'd furrow your eyes at him, clearly annoyed.
"You look better in green, please. I cannot be seen anywhere near you in this dress."
"Good! I'll avoid you all night, no problem." you'd turn your back on him, only making his grin grow bigger.
"It's a problem for me."
he loves all the attention you get (from guys and girls) it makes his heart swell with pride knowing everyone else sees you as he does.
"Damn, y/n looks good even in red." blaise would say, leaned against a wall in the common room while a party ensues.
"Of course she does"
while he's been propositioned by girls in the past, he never hesitates to brush them off and decline. he couldn't imagine anyone ever captivating him like you do.
"Why don't you walk me back to m-"
"Huh?" he literally didn't hear her, focusing on the giggles you're letting out ten feet away from him.
"Wanna go back to my roo-"
"No" without even turning his head to see who asked.
he helps you with your books after shared classes only to hold them over his head so he can look down at you struggling to reach them.
"You fucking beanpole, give them back!" you'd bounce on the balls of your feet, resting one hand on his shoulder hoping to reach higher.
"Why would I do that when you look so cute all mad?"
he purposefully cuts you off in group conversations just to watch you puff your cheeks and huff.
"Like, what the fuck? He gave me an E! An E! I deserved at least-"
"Do you want a biscuit? There's one left."
"No, Draco. Don't inter-"
"Are you sure? It's the last one."
"Draco, shut up!"
he calls you pet names because he knows it annoys you and likes that you say them back, thinking it annoys him too.
"Hey, mon amour."
"Good morning, mon cher." you'd roll your eyes while he grinned.
he catches you looking at him with a glint in your eye but ignores it because he knows if you noticed that he noticed, you'd stop. (though he would love to see you embarrassed over being caught)
he tries to drop hints, hoping you'd catch on, but you never do. leaving him annoyed with himself for not sucking it up and fully committing to asking you out.
"I feel like going to Hogsmeade, maybe getting a butterbeer."
"We can see if anyone else wants to go when they get back from the library."
"Mm but they might be a while. You and I can just go, together."
"Well, I wouldn't want them to feel left out."
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hexbees · 1 year ago
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Hex is online!
welcome to the inner workings of my mind! send requests via owl!
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X READER
Dread and Drunk - (implied f!reader) synopsis:: you accidentally stumble into the room of requirement after a party and draco helps you home.
Draco notices you - (implied f!reader) synopsis:: you've shared class with draco since first year but he doesn't notice you until sixth.
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HEADCANONS
Buildup to dating
Caring!Draco
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love ya!
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hexbees · 1 year ago
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Dread and Drunk | Draco Malfoy
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pairing:: deatheater!draco x f!reader no use of y/n!
summary:: after leaving a party in the slytherin commons, the room of requirement allows you in.
word count:: 1,265
warnings:: consumption of alcohol; drunk actions/talking
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You’d never been able to hold firewhiskey well, usually stumbling through the hidden entrance embedded in the dungeon walls to the slytherin common room at the end of the night. Keeping focus on the way your feet rise and fall, you keep a hand firmly planted along the wall. Lord forbid you repeat what happened last term and embarrass yourself again.
The memory of you being woken up by Cedric, having passed out from intoxication barely twenty feet from the door, instilled more motivation within yourself to keep it together. While you tried your hardest it was clear you shouldn't have taken those last two shots before leaving.
The first few minutes passed by you in a blur, having gone up a set of stairs you don't remember. You came to a halt in the middle of the corridor, swiveling your head, not knowing exactly where you were. It wasn't a hall that you recognized. Typically you didn't wander around the castle without a known destination in mind, having heard stories of classmates getting lost.
A door slowly appeared, catching your attention. You watched as it formed from a tiny hole, barely big enough for a mouse, into a door three times your size. Your mouth dropped open, head tilting, you pressed a shaky hand into it.
What the fuck? 
When it creaked open and fell away from your hand, you stumbled. Taking the smallest peek inside, not wanting to enter a room you weren't sure you were allowed in, you remembered the tales Hermione had told you in the library.
The room of requirement. Of course! Gods, I'm a dumbass.
Without even second guessing after your realization, you droopily walked in. The room was filled with stale air and an unbelievable amount of dust. Surely the castle didn't think you needed a respiratory infection.
Your fingers glossed across countless piles of books, the covers having traces of the glide imprinted from sweeping the dust off. You wiped the pads off onto your jeans, not even caring about them appearing dirty as you’d be taking them off as soon as you’d make it to your dorm.
My dorm. I'm going to my dorm.
With a huff and a single pound in your head you decided to turn back around with the intention of leaving to make your way back to your inviting bed.
Just before you stepped over the threshold there was a faint knock, almost like something being closed. It was enough to have you jump slightly, being caught off guard and somewhat alarmed.
In your drunken state you didn't think there was any danger, maybe it had just been from the breeze of the door being open since it seemed like it hadn't been in a while.
“Hello?” The word came out slightly unsure and slurred.
When you didn't get an answer, not that you’d expected one, you huffed.
“Dumbass.”
You retreated again, this time truly stepping out and letting the door slowly come to a shut behind you. Before it fully did, a voice rang out, gruff and annoyed.
“The fuck did you call me?”
Your heart leaped to the bottom of your throat and settled there. Draco malfoy had emerged from the back of the room, barely being visible as his hand caught the door. He was irritated, suffering from a lack of sleep and a heavy heart.
“I-” you stuttered, “I- uh-” again, “I was actually referring to myself.”
He could smell the firewhiskey seeping off your breath, saw the way your eyes were being dragged down, how your feet were restless.
“Oh, you're pissed.” His brows rose, eyes glittering across the gryffindor pride t shirt you were wearing. The maroon of it was just slightly darker than your cheeks, he found it amusing.
“Mm” you hummed, swaying. When you nodded your head along your feet lost their balance, sending you stumbling to the side.
Before you could attempt to regain your footing from your delayed reflexes, one of his pale hands came down and out, grabbing ahold of your own hand. He steadied you back on your feet while suppressing his smile. You were shocked at his hand on yours, staring at it in a daze until your eyes climbed up his forearm where you could see the faintest outline of the dark mark peeking through his white button up.
“Gryffindor commons are quite a ways from here. I assume you were at the Slytherin party?”
You hummed again, not meeting his eyes or attempting to hold a real conversation. You were so tired, maybe sleeping in the hall again wasn't such a bad idea. You’d only need an hour or two before you'd be able to find your way back again.
He kept his head at an angle. He’d been angry at first, ready to throw insults and hexes at whoever was attempting to flee from interrupting his task. But with every sway and every sleepy flutter of your eyes he couldn't help the smile that tugged at how cute you were in that moment.
“Well,” he bent down, looking past the hair that was draped over your eyes to meet them, “I have one more thing to do in here, then I can escort you to your commons.” His hand was still engulfing yours in an attempt to help with your jitter, admittedly not doing much. He pulled on it gently, bidding you to follow him back into the room of requirement.
If you were even the smallest bit sober you yank your hand out of his, crush his foot with yours and bolt in the other direction. But the gentle hold, the minty fan of his breath and the sweet voice he was putting on only made you more willing. He was being nice, which was not unusual to you; to others of course, but not you. He’d bullied Harry and the Weasleys, called Hermione a Mudblood more times than you could count, but had never directed any insults at you. There was speculation against the trio as to why, having caught on fairly quickly in second year. The consensus was that his mother and yours, were friends, god forbid Draco ever upset his dear mother.
“Thank you, Malfoy.” You smiled at his back.
He didn't drop your hand until you were in front of a couch and laying back into it. The soft black velvet felt abnormally good under your fingertips as you pet at it.
Draco let out a laugh, almost being jealous of the inanimate object that got to feel your caress. You see, Draco had always craved it. None of his friends knew, not Blaise or Pansy or even Crabbe or Goyle. The only one who had caught on was his mother. Narcissa had watched him, watch you, at an annual Malfoy ball. She’d rubbed on his shoulder and told him to go for it. Encouraged him to seek you out, say you looked pretty, ask you to dance.
Draco was never one for romantics though, not at that time.
“Should be just a minute” He stood in front of you, smiling down as he swiped a strand of hair that had gotten stuck between your eyelashes.
As he went to finish packing up the vanishing cabinet you let words slip past your lips, meaning to promise it to yourself in your head. 
“I won't tell anyone, Draco.”
He froze with his back to you, straightening out and holding his breath. He had seen you look; he just hoped you were too drunk to notice it.
“I know you won't, mon amour.”
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hexbees · 1 year ago
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the first and only rule of having fun in a fandom is picking a narratively insignificant or underappreciated character to be balls to the walls crazyinsane about
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hexbees · 1 year ago
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draco headcanons! caring!draco
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a/n:: my own personal headcanons for our boy draco! obvi you can think or feel however you want!
summary:: nice!draco nice!draco nice!draco nice!draco nice!draco HE IS NICE AND SWEET AND COMPASSIONATE
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while most usually assume him as egotistical and arrogant; draco is not. actually, very far from it.
"How the fuck did you score higher than me? I studied so hard."
"We can compare notes? maybe you forgot to study a section, no big deal. I just got lucky."
additionally, he makes sure to write his notes extra neat. he takes time to color coordinate and tab them appropriately, just in case anyone ever needs to borrow them.
"Can I see your potions notes from today? I could not focus at all."
"Of course, the purple tab is potions."
while his father is a cruel bully, draco did not learn it from him. if anything, he learned to be more compassionate as he never wanted to make anyone feel like his father made him.
"Do I look okay? Your father is giving me the stink eye."
"You look far above okay. Ignore him, they're permanently stuck like that."
he defends people! there is no emotion he feels stronger than compassion. seriously! bullying the weasleys; get hexed! LUNA? you're in the infirmary for a week. lord forbid he hears someone being mean about blood status; nothing gets his blood boiling more than that.
"Anyone know where McLaggen is?"
"He's in the infirmary, probably won't be out for a couple days."
"Is he okay? What happened?"
"Don't know, don't care. He thought it'd be funny to ask Lovegood out as a prank."
obviously, he's a giant mommas-boy (not in a bad way!) to the point he worshipsss any girl or woman he comes across. if he's there they never even get a chance to reach for a door handle. he learned hairstyle charms! (mainly for pansy as she always complains about her bangs not sitting right)
"Draco! My bangs are cattywampus again!"
he is so affectionate towards his friends (which is mainly everyone) he always buys sweets from the trolley (for everyone!) as a celebration of the start of the new year on the express in. he lets them crash in his room for no reason, making sure there's water on his bedside for them while he sleeps in the commons. he has never not said "love you" as he departs, even just going to the loo.
"Love you bunch."
"We're going to the same class?"
"I'm aware."
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hexbees · 1 year ago
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: ̗̀➛ i found something in the woods somewhere
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hexbees · 1 year ago
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Draco notices you
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pairing:: oblivious!nice!draco x slytherin!reader
summary:: you had shared potions with draco since first year but he doesnt notice you until sixth word count:: 731 a/n:: no voldemort so no oncoming war! dracos just a dumb dumb and oblivious. no use of y/n!
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Stress burrowed its way into your brows as you stepped into Slughorns NEWT potions class. You scored an O on your OWLs and only feared the amount of work you'll have to put into the next exams. Ranking high in your year has always been important, not only to you but your parents as well. The thought alone is enough to settle a hunch on your shoulders. 
You at least felt good about being able to pick the table directly in the middle row, as not all the students had arrived yet. Slughorn was drowning on his greetings from his podium as the room filled. By the time your advanced potions book was situated perfectly center in front of you most spots had been taken besides the one left empty at your table.
When you felt the stool move back as the professor started his introduction it didn't even interest you to see who you’d be stuck with. It had never mattered in the past, you'd even lucked out with lab partners, most people adjoining themselves to their friends. It wasn't until Slughorn finished his speech that you'd taken the time to check what other sixth years had made it into the course. Only a few you could place names on; Harry potter (of course) and his red-haired friend. While most Slytherins had a vendetta against the young wizard he’d only ever been kind to you, so you sent him a smile that he returned with an awkward wave.
“Are you friends with Potter?” The voice came from your side, held a curious tone and sent pinpricks across your skin.
“No, actually. Just being kind.” You didn't take the time to look, you barely recognized the voice and it's not like you had real friends. Especially none that would be in this class with you.
“You're a Slytherin?”
That caught your attention. Six years at Hogwarts and it still surprised people that you could be naturally nice, it was almost aggravating. While most Slytherins dove straight into the stereotypes and embraced them, you never found the time. It took effort to be rude and even more effort to be a typical Slytherin bully.
“Mm” You hummed, finally turning to face the person. “As are you, Malfoy.”
His head tilted the slightest and his lips tugged loosely at the ends. He thought it was cute you’d still be kind while also being a little condescending.
“Are you new?” His pale eyebrows furrowed a little. He genuinely has never seen you before, at least he didn't think he had.
“Nope.” You let it fall from your mouth in the same tone as before, “I sat behind you in potions the last five years, actually.” It wasn't unusual for most students to be unaware of your presence. You'd flown under the radar most years, avoiding drama and parties. You'd spent time studying and reading for fun more than you did conversing amongst everyone else.
His brows only furrowed deeper, “Surely I'd remember that.” You could practically hear the gears screeching as they spun in his head, “Wait,” he snapped his fingers and smiled. If you looked close enough you could see the small dimple that adorned his cheek cutely. “You beat out Granger for, like, every potion assignment. Snape loved you.”
His statement brought your mood up just a bit as you smiled at him, bringing your hands together in your lap.
“Good to know my intelligence precedes me.”
His smile never faltered as he chuckled. “I can't believe we’ve never interacted before” His hair fell to the sides as he shook his head, almost in disbelief. 
Slughorn gained attention of the class again and before you knew it you had your first homework assignment at the top of your mental list while packing up your bag.
Draco tapped two fingers on the table in front of you, smiling when you looked up at him with a hum.
“I’ll see you at lunch?” He questioned, “I sit at the end closest to the professors table.” He made it sound like an invitation and you nodded your head quicker than you'd ever admit. His smile only grew at your response as he nodded back.
As you rose to your feet and followed the last of the students through the threshold of the class you couldn't help the giddy smile breaking out across your face.
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