#actor!harry fic

[msmk11]

Rumor Has It

James Potter x fem!reader (costar au)

WC: 551

CW: Fluff; allusions to sex

Summary: Rumors have been spreading that you and your costar James Potter are dating.

Day 24 of mk’s mad dash

“So you guys had really great chemistry on screen. Did it come to you two naturally, or did you have to put in some time to get to know each other better?”

The blonde journalist across from you waited expectantly, pen at the ready in her hand. This was only about the billionth time you two had been asked this question, and you tried desperately not to roll your eyes. It wasn’t entirely the interviewers fault- you were doing press for a rom com- you just wished you could be asked more about your acting and work, not the romance.

“I guess a little bit of both,” James answered calmly.

And thank god for it.

“I certainly felt an initial chemistry with her when I auditioned, and it seemed like the directors felt it too. But of course, getting to know each other outside of filming was critical to establishing what you all ended up seeing.”

“If I can ask, what sort of stuff did you two do to bond?”

You jumped in on this question so you didn’t appear apathetic, “lots of stuff, really. We did a lot of fun activities like mini golf or going for coffee to connect. But we also really got to know one another. I think trust is so foundational for a role like this, and I think James and I really built that. We’ve met each other’s families and friends, been to each other’s hometowns, etc.”

“Sort of felt like we were really dating,” your costar joked, “though without all the benefits.”

You smirked and rolled your eyes, playfully swatting him in front of the camera.

The blonde interviewer giggled (maybe a little too hard for your liking.)

“You know, it’s funny you say that, because rumor has it, you two are dating.”

You and James looked at each other in fake surprise even though you’d both heard the rumors countless times. The goofy look on his face- his mouth wide open and hazel eyes glimmering with mirth- almost made you crack. But you were an actor, so you stayed strong.

“I fear that’s the rom-com curse,” you sighed.

“Or just a nod to your phenomenal acting,” your costar suggested, sending you a wink.

You could already imagine the countless edits that fans would make of this single moment- it playing over and over for everyone to analyze- backed by romantic music and heavy colorful filters.

You supposed.

It wasn’t like you’d watched edits of you two (or James) before.

“So it’s just a rumor then?” the interviewer clarified.

A series of images flashed across your mind.

You two’s chemistry read.

The first scene you guys ever filmed together.

Intimate late night shoots.

James’ hot hands on your skin for the first time.

Quickies in your respective trailers.

Your first date at his place where he cooked you dinner.

Your fourth date, where you asked him to be your boyfriend in the corner of a book shop.

The first sleepover.

Meeting his parents.

Him meeting yours.

Giving each other a spare key.

One hour ago in the dressing rooms.

You made sure to subtly shift your collar to hide the fairly large hickey James had left on your collarbone only about an hour ago.

“Yes,” you and James agreed simultaneously.

“It’s just a rumor.”

[indecisive-capricorn]

Yandere Draco Malfoy x Reader Headcanons: Trapped

WARNINGS: Yandere, obsessive behaviour, toxic behaviour, unhealthy behaviour, threats, mature and language.

SUMMARY: You despised Draco Malfoy more than anyone, but the same couldn't be said about his feelings towards you. But how will he handle these feelings as they slowly grow darker as the years go by?

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hey guys! So, i just want to remind you that these types of behaviour in real life are pretty bad both mentally and sometimes physically, and i don't encourage these behaviours to happen in real life. This is only a work of fiction but if you have experience this or are currently experiencing it, please reach out and contact those who are able to help you. Stay safe and enjoy reading! A bit of a short headcanon after a long time, but I hope you enjoy it nonetheless. :)

MASTERLIST: Feel free to check out my other works! :)

When Draco first met you in the first year of Hogwarts, he developed a crush on you and after watching you from a distance, his crush on you deepens. However, he made never made a move that could give you a sign of his romantic feelings for you. Instead, he became one of your worst bullies at Hogwarts. He often teased and insulted you, but never did anything physical.

His yandere side didn't show until both of your sixth year in Hogwarts. He turned into a completely different person, more cautious and anxious, though he does a good job at hiding the latter emotion. Draco became bitter but more reserved and he spent most of his time on his studies and other things rather than bullying the first and second years like he usually did in the previous years.

At first, Draco kept a distance from you. He always avoided you, even during class, though he managed to sneak a glance or two at you when no one was looking. Draco couldn't leave you entirely no matter how hard he tries. However, it changed when another one of your bullies, Vincent Crabbe, began to torment you by practicing curses on you and Draco was there to see it.

Draco saw red and in the middle of the practice, before Crabbe could comprehend it, he fell unconscious and began to bleed. When Crabbe fell unconscious, Draco was left to face his bleeding and bruised darling on the floor looking at him like he was a monster. Draco immediately casted a sleeping charm on you and darkness surrounded you.

When you woke up again, you were in a peculiar and dark room. It didn't look to be your dormitary or any other houses's dormitary. There was tea and soup prepared for you nearby where you were sleeping. And although your entire body still felt sore from the curses, you felt much better. Several of your cuts were covered in bandages and your bruises were treated with what seems to be ointments.

You tried to get up and look around the room but noticed that you were chained to the bed. The chains was only long enough for you to reach the tea and soup, but it didn't let you go any further. You tried to move the bed but you failed and suspected that a spell was casted to ensure that it wouldn't move.

A few hours after, you heard something open and saw a blonde figure emerge from the shadows of the dark room. Your attention was immediately onto your old bully and you demanded for him to let you go. But Draco refused to, saying it was for your own good and you're in danger.

Draco used a spell to fabricate a letter filled with your handwritings to give to the teachers and the headmaster for your temporary leave of absence from your classes to visit your dying grandmother. You weren't entirely sure how he had managed to pull it off, but the whole school bought it and no one was left wondering where you are.

You were pleading for him to let you go but he was adamant to keep you there— wherever you are anyways, because you don't even recognize your surroundings.

He insisted that he was keeping you safe, looking almost like a desperate mad man, which might be what he was. He became a death eater and knew the risks and consequences outside of Hogwarts and even inside too. He's more than certain that he's the only one who could protect you from it all.

He lets you be free from your cuffs every once in a while, but he was smart enough to not let you be without them for too long. His mind might be completely filled with thoughts that you needs his protection but he still understands the nature of living beings and the want for freedom. That's why, he's careful with the amount of time when you're with and without cuffs.

He's very protective of you no matter what your blood status is, but if you're a muggleborn? His paranoia is over the roof and he's always sure that someone is following him or watching him whenever you're around. It doesn't mean he'll stop visiting you though, it just means less time for you to be free of your cuffs.

You'll be staying in the room he has chosen for you for the remainder of his school years in order to be close to you and he won't be going back home during the holidays because he doesn't want to spend time away from you. He already has to be away from you because of his classes, why does he have to for the holidays too?

He won't be trusting anyone with you. That's also the reason why he's barely letting you out of his sight during his free time. Even eating breakfast, lunch and dinner with you.

Don't be mistaken though, even when you're locked up, he's making sure to take care of you well. He brings you everything that you ask him for and all your favourite foods and many expensive clothes and jewelleries. You look like a pretty little wife/husband for him and the prospect of you marrying Draco excites him.

You're the only thing he looks forward to all day. He knows he has changed during his sixth year and he is not like his old self but you bring side the happiness he didn't know he still have inside of him and he's willing to do everything and anything to make sure the little joy inside him is always there, even if it means locking you up for the rest of your life.

[tpwkwriter]

PLEASEE do one when H and y/n are at Harrys DWD premier and Chris pine is very flirty with y/n and looky with her and harry just gets protective and does all the things he can do to prove to him that y/n is his, pleaseee that would be so cute

you.

Didn’t he just look so dreamy this day? 😭thanks for the request bc I’m actually crying of how cute this concept acc is😫 enjoy!❤️

PLEASE NOTE: I am aware Chris pine would never hit on a taken woman this is for story purposes only!!!!🫶🏼

Warnings: jealousy, cussing, some flirty behaviour, angstyyyy, upset Harry 😭, fluffy ending!!!

— — — — —

It was a sunny day in Venice, the sky was a light blue, the sunshine was really doing its thing, it was a perfect day to be a plus one at Venice film festival.

When y/n heard about Harry’s upcoming physiological thriller ‘don’t worry darling’ she was ecstatic.

Every moment in his crazy career she was there for she hadn’t missed a a single thing.

“Y’not joining me for the carpet?” He asks realising her hand was no longer locked in his.

“This is your moment H, m’happy to watch” she smiled.

He glanced over to the carpet to which Chris pine, gemma chan and nick kroll were already occupying.

“I wouldn’t have done with film without you lovie, c’mon” he said pressing a kiss to her forehead and taking her hand once more.

“Fine” she sighed.

When Harry revealed them from the black curtain that shielded them from the world, the mixed audience of fans, film enthusiasts, paparazzi and journalists, erupted into cheers and heckles.

“Harry, Harry over here!”

“Harry we have questions for you!”

And to y/n’s surprise even some directed to her.

“Y/n you look beautiful”

“Y/n are you proud of this movie”

In a loving and protective manner Harry slid his arm around the girls waist and guided her next to Chris for photos to be taken.

As the main cast/crew member pictures had been taken, Gemma went off to have an interview? Nick found himself speaking to Harry which left y/n and Chris still next to each other.

“You Look good y/n” Chris says turning to the girl now having his full attention.

“Oh Chris, thank you! You don’t scrub up to bad either!” She playful gested

“Y/n, Chris come over we have some questions!!” a male reporter chanted.

Chris placed his palm on the lower of y/n’s back and walked towards the reporter.

Harry took a glance back at where he thought y/n was, a panic filled his mind when he couldn’t see her or Chris.

“Don’t panic mate she’s right there with Chris” nick noted making him turn the opposite direction.

“How did you-?” He asked.

“I know you too well, she’s all you think about” nick laughed.

Harry turned to his girl who spoke to the microphone the man was holding towards her.

Watching her do the most simple stuff made Harry realise how lucky he truly was.

The only thing he was sure of is the eyes of the one and only Chris pine staring her down.

Now, Harry wasn’t normally a jealous type but when a man like Chris appears, he can’t help but feel like he has no chance.

“Yeah, no y/n has been great! She delivered us all hot coffee and if we were lucky then donuts” Chris laughs thinking about the fond memories there shared through the filming.

Chrises hand slowly rubbed up and down her exposed arm as she spoke.

That did not go unnoticed by Harry.

“But filming was super fun to watch and seeing the movie made it all really worth it! I mean everyone involved did great”

“And it’s amazing seeing the actors behind the-“

Harry had snaked his muscular arms around her waist forcing Chris’s to remove his, and pressing a sweet kiss to her cheek.

“Oh hi Harry” she giggled

“Carry on Angel” he reassured.

“As I was saying yeah- um it was really interesting seeing behind the scenes”

Harry continued pressing mini kisses to her cheek and using his thumb to slowly trace her waist.

“The world is going to go crazy over this” the camera man laughed.

Y/n blushed and placed her hands on top of Harry’s.

Once the interview was over Harry pulled the girl close to his chest.

“Y’do know the world can see us” she said giving into his touch nonetheless.

“Oh well, at least the world know y’mine” he emphasised.

“Hey guys” a familiar deep voice chimed.

“Hey man” Harry replied reluctantly letting go of his girl.

“You 2 joining us for some fine dining?” He said straightening his blazer and hair.

“You up for it baby?” Harry asked looking back to his girl

“Oh yeah of course” she smiled.

“Great well I guess I’ll see you then!” He said patting her arm and heading off into the posh car to be taken to the location.

“God he has a thing for you” Harry said annoyingly with a roll to his eyes.

“Harry” she laughed

“Chris pine has a thing for me?” She continued.

“Mmm not sure about that love” she giggled.

Y/n wrapped her arm around his waist.

“I love you” she mumbled into his side.

“Love you too”

— — — — —

The cast of ‘DWD’ sat around a table that was located in one of Venice’s fanciest restaurant and poshest experiences.

Y/n couldn’t deny Harry had looked devilishly handsome the whole day and despite being next to the idols like Chris and Nick she only had eyes for him and will only have eyes for him.

Y/n was sandwiches between Harry and Chris with jemma, Nick opposite with Florence and Sydney head of the table.

“I love the material of your dress y/n” Chris nonchalantly mumbled while running his fingers on the red satin dress.

“Yeah it’s nice right, don’t you look beautiful baby” Harry was quick to say pressing a kiss on her temple.

“Where is it from?” Chris asked.

“Oh this is-“ y/n started.

“This is Gucci isn’t it darling? My very own collection tailored and measured especially for her” Harry spoke.

“Yeah, yeah that he did” y/n bash fully laughed.

“Wow! That’s crazy, I’m invited actually to be one of Guccis models for next month’s catalog” Chris bragged maintaining eye contact with Harry.

“Maybe you two should do a fashion collab” y/n mentioned taking a sip of her wine.

“100%” Chris mumbled into his napkin that he delicately patted around his lips.

The rest of the night went down a blast the girls shared laughter and gossip as the evening went on, Harry and the rest of the boys managed to have a conversation and the dining experience itself was great.

Harry just couldn’t take his eyes off of what Chris was to do next.

While y/n was speaking to Gemma who was adjacent to her Harry noticed Chrises heart eyes.

“Oh it’s lovely, me and Harry went a few years back missed it ever since” she began

“Where’s this y/n?” Chris interrupted.

Harry noticed the sudden interruption due to him, he placed his palm on her knee and gave it a light squeeze in a way to show he’s sorry for the interruption.

“Oh just telling Gemma about almafi coast, me and H went a few years ago” she smiled turning back to hemme and continuing her story.

As y/n carried on her conversation, it was the little things that Harry noticed. The way Chris would look from her dress all the way to her eyes, the way he would bite his lip when he had his attention. It was driving him mad.

“And so i Definitely thin-“ y/n started

“Y/n, I have to say your looking beautiful tonight” Chris blurted.

“You interrupted her to say that?” Harry said placing his arm on the back of y/n’s chair and leaning forward to meet eyes with Chris.

“Harry-“ she warned.

“Is a compliment a bad thing?” He answered back.

The tone in the both the boys caused the table to turn to the three of them.

“When I’m right here yeah” Harry scoffed.

“Harry-baby-“

“All I’m doing is complimenting her, something I haven’t seen you do all night” he laughed, causing the rest of the table to watch in shock, those who knew Harry knew when it comes to his lovie there’s no messing.

“Chris” Nick gasped.

“M’not hearing this all night, I’ll be outside y/n” and with that Harry rose from his seat and made his way to the exit of the restaurant.

A cold chill blew over y/n’s spine, this escalated from 0-100 very quickly.

“All over a compliment?!” He laughed taking a swig of his whiskey.

“I should go see him-“ Nick offered.

“It’s fine” y/n sighed.

“I’ll go” she begins as she stands and grabs her bag and slings it over her shoulder.

“Thanks for tonight guys” she said trying to be as friendly as she could.

“I’m sure he’s fine he’s just a bit stresse-“

“You don’t Need to explain yourself to us y/n, go find your man and keep us updated” Sydney said with Jemma and Flo nodding in agreement.

Y/n pushed the cold glass door open with her palm and slowly walked around the place in search of her boyfriend.

“Hey you” she said gently to the familiar figure that stood just by an alleyway.

“Fuck, love I’m so fucking sorry” he started.

“Hey hey hey” she said voice softening.

With a glance she could note the glossy eyes, without another word she wrapped her arms around his blazer clad waist, brung him in tightly.

“How about we get to the hotel and you can tell me what’s going on hey?” She offered using her fingers to play with the curls at the back of his head.

“Mmhmm” he hummed.

— — — — —

The ride back to the hotel was silent but not at all uncomfortable or awkward y/n knew he was hurt by something and she was determined to find out before the night ended.

They checked back into there hotel rooms and much to Harry lamberts disgust there fancy clothes ended up remaining in the floor for the night.

Y/n changed into one of Harry’s hoodies and her joggers.

Y/n joined harry on the bed and immediately made her self comfy, and cuddled straight into him.

“What’s going on H” she lowly whispered.

“Feel like I don’t appreciate you enough” he started.

“Hmm?” She hummed confused

“All night he had something to say, ‘oh your dress’, ‘oh your makeup’ and I just, I don’t know, feel shitty” he said honestly.

“And every look he gave you, every compliment, every touch he gave you it just scares me” he said pushing his head into the nook of her shoulder.

“Scares you?” She asked.

“I can’t lose you y/n, and Chris being this admittedly handsome guy, and giving you so much more attention then I did, it’s understandable”

“Harry”

“Baby, never, ever worry about that, no Chris or any other person could ever take me away from you ever”

She traced the back of his neck with her gentle fingertips.

“Only have eyes for you my love, only for you, and I don’t need your affection to feel loved by you, knowing your next to me or even in my life makes me feel like the luckiest girl ever” she stated whole heartedly.

— — — — —

[smilesstyless]

Hospital visit

Summary: y/n wakes up with a pain in her lower stomach and Harry takes her to the hospital to get checked if the baby is okay, they also find something big out

Wordcount: 969

Trigger warnings: mention of miscarriage, angst, mention of panic attacks

Y/n woke up with pain in her lower stomach. She sat up and rested her head against the headboard. She says Harry's name a few times to wake him up, but it doesn’t work. He still sleeps. Tears form in the corner of her eyes, she’s worried about the little one.

She shuts her eyes and exhales a few times as she read in one of her books, this can’t be contractions they would feel different.

“Harry,” she whispers. Tears fell down her cheeks. She shakes him lightly. “Harry,” she shakes him once again. He opens his eyes, and immediately pulls you into a hug.

He was wide awake when he saw you sitting there, he put some sweatpants and a hoodie on, and he handed y/n one of his sweaters. He grabbed the emergency bag from their room. Harry helped her into the car. He didn’t even care that he needed to use the restroom.

He was wide awake when he saw you sitting there, he put some sweatpants and a hoodie on, and he handed y/n one of his sweaters. He grabbed the emergency bag from their room. Harry helped her into the car. He didn’t even care that he needed to use the restroom.

•••

Harry is anxious and nervous. He is walking up and down the hall. If he gets coffee now he will make it worse. He just wants y/n and the baby to be okay.

“Hi, one question.” Harry looks up, one girl is standing in front of him. “We wanted to ask if you maybe—”

“No, I’m sorry, no pictures,” he says. He can’t deal with his fans right now.

“You don’t have to apologize, I get you are in a hospital,” they smile at him.

“A hug would be fine, to be honest, I really need one,” he mumbles. The girl wraps her arms around his body. He buries his head into the crock of her neck. Harry feels vulnerable right now. The girl hugs him a bit tighter. She can feel he’s crying, he is scared about losing his baby and his girlfriend. He couldn’t forgive himself if something happened to the two of them.

“How are you feeling?” The girl asks in a whisper tone.

He swallows a sob, “I’m feeling anxious. I— I’m sorry to bother you,” he pulls away from her and walks down the hall. He sits down opposite the room where y/n is in. He pulls his legs up, his head resting on his knees. He pulls his hood up, he can feel he will have a panic attack soon. It’s two in the morning and he can't deal with this right now. He wants her right now, he needs her right now.

“Mr. Styles,” the doctor speaks up. Harry looks at the woman who stands in front of him. He pulls himself up.

He wipes his tears away. “I’m sorry,” he mutters.

“She’s okay, and so is the baby. The best is when you stay home for a few days and take care of her. She’s staying for tonight,” Harry thanked the doctor. Then she left them alone for a bit.

“Oh baby,” her voice is soft. Harry has teary eyes, “I’m okay, are you okay?” She raises an eyebrow.

“Mhm, the baby and you are fine. I’m so glad it’s nothing bad,” he kisses her forehead.

“She said it can happen during pregnancy, She checked everything, it’s still early and there is a chance of having a miscarriage,” she pulls him into a hug. She is going through his hair. Harry finally calmed down, he wasn’t calm when he got into the room, y/n could tell if he was okay miles away.

“I was asking a fan for a hug and then I started crying in their arms,” he admits, it’s kind of embarrassing for him. He cries on stage, but this felt different, he was in his vulnerable state and a fan saw him like that. “Told them how I felt,” he mutters.

“How are you feeling?” She looks into his eyes, he’s all soft for her.

“I said I was anxious and I was also scared but I didn’t tell them,” he mumbles. “I thought something bad happened to the two of you, I was blaming myself if something would happen,” he mumbles into her hair.

“There are actually three of us,” She bends over and grabs the ultrasound picture she got, and she presses it into Harry’s hand. “I asked the doctor not to tell you, I wanted to do it myself,” she smiles proudly.

“Last time didn’t end well,” she reminds Harry of their breakup.

“Twins?” He mutters. “We’re having twins?” She nodded her head, Harry's lips turning into a huge smile. “I— I’m speechless,” he says, shocked.

“I told my mum, I asked her if we have twins in the family, and she said no. I guess it was your dick then, one more thing, you won’t put inside of me until they are born,” she crosses her arms. She’s serious about that. It was an accident but he still has no right to put two baby styles into her.

“I told ya they are strong swimmers,” he says with a huge smile on his lips. Y/n looks disgusted at him.

“I won’t sleep with you again, at the end we’re having twins once again,” she shakes her head. “What if they hate each other?” She looks at him worried, she’s already worrying about something that doesn’t exist.

“They won’t,” he wipes with his thumb over the picture from the ultrasound. “How did they miss that?” He raises an eyebrow. She shrugs.

“I have no clue, but now we don’t have to try again,” she smiles happily.

“I’ll love my girls,” he kisses her belly twice, one time on the left side and then on the right side. Then he pecks her lips.

[theonceandfuturequeenoftarts]

I need a messy tomarry fic with a plot based on Obsessed by Olivia Rodrigo. Tom and Ginny used to date but broke up, and now Ginny's dating Harry. Except Harry keeps thinking about Tom (when he's on dates with and sleeping with and fucking Ginny), and he thinks it's because he's jealous and weird and has issues (true), but he really loves Ginny.

But what's really happening is Harry is obsessed with Tom and unintentionally using Ginny to get stories about Tom and fantasizing about the other man to near-stalker levels.

Is Tom also obsessed? Does he realize Harry exists?

(Ginny obviously dumps Harry eventually because she deserves better and Harry needs a clue-by-four to the head.)

[james-sunshine-potter]

ykw what i find weird?

"aaron taylor johnson is my james with jily, but reiky is my james with jegulus"

firstly, fancast who you like. it quite literally doesn't affect me.

second, that's such a weird view to take. like someone else could probably do a better job articulating this, but this just doesn't sit right with me when people say that.

like... why can't you imagine poc james in a straight relationship?

idk, it just makes me feel weird when people say that. it's more common on tiktok...

tiktok has some weird ass takes

[seinsiao3]

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Echoes of Tomorrow by Boredom(Seinsi) [M->E, 19k]

Working in the Time Department, dealing with the resurgence of the Dark Lord, being hunted by Death Eaters, encountering a mysterious familiar teens, managing a mysterious pregnancy, and having Harry Potter constantly around— Draco Lucius Malfoy never imagined his life would turn out like this. After six years at murder school, a war in his seventh year, and almost ending up in Azkaban for the rest of his life.

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Author / Actor AU Series

Harry Potter, famously known as the "boy-who-lived," continually finds himself entangled in mysteries, especially after his parents were taken by a cult that his father, James Potter, had helped apprehend. This cult was led by the infamous Tom Riddle. The tragic story of James and Lily Potter has become widely known, inspiring various adaptations, including a movie where former child star Draco Malfoy played the young Harry Potter. Years later, Draco Malfoy is now a renowned model and actor, celebrated for his talent but infamous for his arrogance. Meanwhile, Harry, now a famous author and homicide detective, struggles with his latest book while investigating a case involving the same cult that took his parents. In a sleep-deprived state, Harry inadvertently writes a story mirroring his own life. The narrative features a young boy who loses his parents to a dark lord, attends a magical school, encounters a rival, faces off against the dark lord, and yet still views his rival as his arch-nemesis. However, in his exhaustion, Harry forgets to change the names of the characters, inadvertently naming this rival as Draco Malfoy. Unbeknownst to Harry, Hermione, recognizing the striking parallels between the story and real life, takes it upon herself to play matchmaker. She believes that Harry's subconscious decision to name the rival Draco indicates a deeper desire for a connection with Draco.

1. Harry Writes Fanfiction (Unknowingly) by Boredom(Seinsi) [part 1/? series] [2k]

Harry wrote a book. When Hermione read it—it all seemed so obvious to her, it was a love letter to Draco Malfoy. This is how the whole misunderstanding began. Or perhaps it’s the story of how Harry unknowingly wrote a Hogwarts AU fanfic, and no one had the heart to tell him.

2. Draco is His Own Warning by Boredom(Seinsi) [part 2/? series] [4.3k]

Draco's life was always filled with noise—shouts, screams, laughter, and tears. Pansy thought it would be funny to set him up with the original boy-who-lived. Draco's heart skipped a beat, louder than anything else.

[mouthfulloftoothpasterry]

You Are The One That I Want

Summary: after cheating on her fiancé with her co-star Y/n has a big decision to make just before opening night. this picks up right where part 1 leaves off so please read it first!

Warnings: swearing, smut, toxic relationships, cheating. If any of those are triggering to you please don’t read! Your mental health comes first and I’ve got plenty of other fics you can read :) Not proof read so lmk if there are typos!!!! Tumblr hates me so the very end line might not be there 😤

WC: 3.5k

“Hi Roman” Y/n fakes a smile while pulling up the strap of her bra up her shoulder while she carefully buttons her thin shirt up and uneasily sits back to have a conversation with her fiancé. “Where are you? I thought you were at the theater.” Y/n glances back at Harry who was sitting with a slight smirk on his face while staying quiet so he could listen in to the conversation. She slaps his thigh, mouthing over at him to stop. She was already nervous enough to talk to her fiancé after she did what she did but Harry’s silent teasing is only making her more nervous. 

“I went out to dinner with some of the cast.” She makes up a quick lie- which wasn’t a complete lie… she is just sugar coating it so she didn’t seem so guilty. She knows what she did is bad- trust her, she really really knows it is bad… but it feels good, it is fun being with someone new, feeling someone new, doing new things. Y/n also knows that she hasn’t  been the best to Roman recently. They haven’t been getting along and she hasn’t said the kindest words, but he hasn’t been the best either, he’s said some harsh words. “You went to dinner?” 

“Yeah, just a few members of the cast. Nothing big, we just wanted to celebrate since opening night is soon.” Suddenly lying came easy to her. With her costar sitting next to her, hyper aware of every sound he makes while he tries to steady his breathing and buttons his pants back up. “I’m at the theater right now.” 

“It’s just some crew and my co-star. Nothing big! I’m dropping off a few crew members and then I’ll be there to meet you.” They say their goodbyes before she clicks the big red button to end the call and slaps her phone on the leather seats. “Never again.” 

There is something in her eyes that tells Harry this won’t be the last time it happens. And he is well aware that he isn’t a good man for seducing a woman soon to be married, but it takes two to tango and he wanted to dance again. 

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Days have passed since the dinner. Y/n can’t help but walk on eggshells around Roman, her job is putting on an act but she slips in real situations. She’s never been a good liar, if she’s confronted with something she has to own up to it, acting was only an on stage occurrence for her and she couldn’t risk it with Roman. 

He was easy to pick up on her odd moods and was rather sensitive to put the blame on himself when she wasn’t anything but happy- it wasn’t because he felt he wasn’t a good partner though, it’s because he wanted a reason to make her feel wrong for experiencing any emotion but happiness. He was a narcissist of some sorts. 

Their relationship was never a healthy one. Sure, Y/n seems like a dick but Roman had a way of manipulating her without even using words. And now she’s resenting Roman for not just the childlike fits and toxic ways, but for not being Harry. Harry was the type she said she hated when growing up. She never wanted an arrogant man who had too much confidence, she thought she wanted a gentle man, the underdog, but she craved the winner, the man who teases her fiancé, and forgot about him the second he got any ounce of success. 

But as quickly as they were together the eggshells she’s been walking on begin to crack. 

Any noise Roman made irritated y/n, any song he sang, any noise he made, anything and everything annoyed her. 

“Just one fucking second, Roman! I literally need one second without your voice and I’d be okay!” y/n yells toward her fiancé while slamming the door behind her. She needed a getaway but it wasn’t like she could skip town when she was constantly rehearsing for the biggest break of her career. “Why don’t you just go to the theater?! Since you’re so happy to leave me everyday.” She sarcastically laughs at him, if only he knew why she was so happy. 

Y/n wanted to feel more guilty about cheating than she really did. She wanted to say she felt like such a horrible fiance, cried over the mistakes she's made, beat herself up over how selfish and stupid she's been, but she hasn't. The only crying she's been doing is the sobs that come out of her mouth when Harry bends her over his vanity in his tiny dressing room after rehearsals, her leather pants still on while he's sweating off the black eyeliner, pushing Danny's preppy look off that he has to wear for the ending scene. 

Harry made her feel better than Roman ever could. She had to tell Roman anytime she wanted the smallest touch, pull dirty talk out of him, but Harry knows everything. He knows how to touch her, how to make her feel good, how to get her dripping with just one look, how to make her thighs shake with only five words. 

With that she grabs her bag and calls a cab before running off to the theater. Hopefully Harry would be there, pacing the floor and whispering his lines like he usually does every time she has a late night theater run. Other than fucking her until her knees give out hes also been great at listening to her rant about Roman, and tonight she was fine with either. 

She opens the heavy, metal door, sighing and walking to her dressing room to drop her bag, grabbing her paper script that has gotten messed up after weeks and weeks of sweaty palms gripping it. Y/n steps out onto the black stage, studying all the marks that cover the floor from years of performing. 

“Hey.” Y/n looks up, met with Harry's piercing green eyes. 

Sighing, She gives him a lazy response. “Hi.” 

He pats the edge of the stage next to him, he sits with his legs dangling off, facing all the chairs that would soon be filled on opening night. “What's wrong?” Y/n plops next to him and starts to debate on telling him about all of her relationship problems, as if she hasn't told him enough already. “Me and Roman are still fighting.” Harry nods while giving her a sympathetic smile, as much as he hated that she wasn't doing well, he always got a little excited when she started ranting to him because he knew in a matter of time he would be deep inside of her. 

“I’m sorry.” He leans closer to her his lips moving closer to her before he kisses her. He shoves his tongue in her mouth, already sighing out in satisfaction before he feels her pull away. Her lips hover his while her features round,her chin starting to quiver. “I- i can't do this.” 

“Why not? I thought you wanted me?” Harry gently pecks her lips, trying to draw her back in, forgetting her problems and letting her engulf herself in him. “I want you but… but-” 

“But you need him.” 

She softly sobs, letting him kiss her lips. “I need to want him, Harry. He's my fiance.” 

Harry sighs, rubbing his dry eyes before leaning back on his hands. “I know. I know more than you, it seems. But every time you get a glimpse of my cock you forget all about him. So what is this?” he gestures between them before slapping his hand back down. “You’re just using me as a fuck because your husband doesnt know how?” She shakes her head, scrambling to her feet while Harry jumps up and walks backstage toward the dressing rooms. “No, Harry.” 

“Then what?! Because every night we see each other you go back and forth. I'm not willing to even be civil with you if you want to play these mind games, Y/n. It’s not fair to me.”

“I’m- I’m not trying to play mind games! I'm just confused. I've only been with Roman and I'm just so confused! He's my safety net, he’s easy, I'm already with him, our parents expect us to get married in a few months, I can't back out now because of this!” Harry shakes his head, gathering his bag together, throwing his stuff in before he slams his dressing room door closed behind him. 

“It’s that outlandish to be with me?! He's your safety net but you come cry about him to me every night?! I can't do this. You've made your choice with those words and it's obviously not me, Y/n” he spits her name out like it was the most poisonous venom coating his tongue. 

She frantically runs after him, swinging the door open and running over to him where he shoves his bag in the car, closing the back door before opening the driver's seat door, ready to climb in. “stop! No. I choose you, okay? I just need time! I need time, Harry. This has all happened so fast. Before I met you I thought I settled for Roman but now everything is completely different and I feel like my life has been flipped upside down!” She cradles his jaw in her hands. “I just need time but I choose you.” 

“You're willing to really leave him?” 

“Yes. Once the show is over I’ll be done with him, for good. I chose you.” 

“Really?” Y/n nods once again, desperate to make him see that he is the one she wants. “Really. I promise. Me and him are over. After the show I’m calling the engagement mom, I’ll tell our family, we will go our separate ways. I promise, Harry. I’m serious. I want you.” His head bows, his jaw going soft in her hands. “I know I come off as an asshole but I do have feelings. I really do want this. I really like you. And honestly, it kinda of fucking hurts my feelings that you chose that douche bag over me. Especially after you told me what he did when he found out you got the part but he didn’t… what a fucking asshole.” Harry shakes his head, letting out a sigh but it’s cut off with Y/n pressing her lips to his, her hand falling to his neck, softly cupping the sensitive skin. 

“So we’re going to do this?” Harry asks, brushing her hair back while pressing another kiss to her lips. “Yeah,” 

“After the show?” 

“After the show.” 

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It was opening night. 

The crowd was growing and growing and would continue until every seat was eventually packed and no one else was welcomed to watch the show. There were people outside waiting for the end of the show to get a glimpse of the cast and maybe an autograph or a photo. 

“Holy shit. I don’t know if I can do this.” Y/n softly laughs, peeking at the full crowd moment before her and Harry are set to step on stage. “No, you’ve got this. It’s a fucking rush so try to remember what you can.” He grabs her face, pressing his lips only hers before getting in position and waiting for the curtain to rise. 

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“That was fucking amazing!” Y/n cheers while stripping out of her sandy costume, lazily peeling the shiny black bodysuit off of herself, kicking the heels off while Harry pushes his jock danny costume down, slipping his pink cock out of his baggy pants while plants rushed kisses over y/n shoulder while leaning her over the vanity. He pushes her legs apart with his knee and slips his cock inside of her. “We’ve got to be quick” Harry softly laughs, growing a smirk on his Devilishly handsome face. 

He slides in and out of her tight pussy as quick as his hips allow, breathlessly trying to get them to cum. “You did so good tonight, love. I’ve been hard since the drive-in scene. I hope no one noticed.” He breathlessly chuckles into her ear, his breath splaying over the sensitive skin of her neck, it washes over her like a heat flash but leaves sooner than she would ever want. 

Harry pushes into her so deep the mirror balancing on top of the vanity starts to rattle. He pulls his hand from Y/n's hip, placing it onto the vanity covered in open make up powders and lipstick stains. They both start laughing, but once the banging noise stops their laughs die down. 

Their worried glances catch each other in the mirror, making eye contact while the banging from the other side of the door continues. 

Y/n's voice shakily calls, “what is it?” 

“It's Roman. Let me in.” 

The pair's eyes grow wide but Harry's hips never still or slow, his cock still drilling into her plushy walls, hitting stops that make them feel all warm and fuzzy. “Uh- I’m trying to get all of this m-make up off.” she tries to sound nonchalant, as if her co-star isnt fucking her inches away from her fiance.

Harry’s hand comes to slap around her mouth the second he feels her cunt spasm around his thick cock, knowing soon she's going to be whimpering and falling apart around him. “Can I come in?” Her eyes roll back into her head and she tries her best not to make any noise. “Hello?” Roman says again, growing impatient for an answer. Harry’s eyes grow heavy with lust, his hips snapping uncontrollably while he cums. 

“No! I'm almost out!” 

Harry grows a large smirk, pulling out of her. “You better get dressed and make it quick.” He steps out of the dressing room, but not without shooting her a wink, then greeting Roman and disappearing off to his own dressing room to change into his clothes so he can leave the theater. 

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Y/n thought Roman would at least bring a flower, congratulate her on finally accomplishing what she has dreamt since she was a little girl, but he was hot on her tail the moment he saw Harry exit her dressing room. She started scrubbing her face with makeup wipes (that were sure to irritate her skin later), fixing her hair, and pulling her panties back up before Roman had a second to burst into the tiny room. 

Y/n tries to talk to fans, sharing the excitement with them while she snaps selfies and signs the playbills they shove out at her, Harry just a few feet ahead of her doing the same, except he doesn't have Roman in his ear lecturing him. 

“Why was he in your room while you were changing, Y/n?” 

“We had to get our makeup and wigs off! They do that for us so they just shoved us both in my dressing room.” she grumbles out her made up excuse, then apologizes to the young girl behind the metal barricade and snaps a photo with her. “He still had his makeup on.” She huffs, shooting him a warning look. “Roman, stop. I just finished opening night and I'm trying to sign playbills. Dont ruin this for me by starting a fight.” Roman softly laughs. “I'm not the one starting a fight. Now why was he in your dressing room?” 

The anger bubbles up inside of her until she can't control it. Her hands angrily push over her hair. She knows in times like this it's best to take a deep breath, and be mindful of your emotions, but after years and years of putting up with all of his mind games and manipulating she can't control it. Y/n is finally happy in a relationship (even if it is behind her fiance's back) and she's not going to let Roman ruin the start of it for her. 

“Because we're fucking! Maybe if you waited ten seconds longer to start banging on the door you wouldn't have seen him leave my dressing room and this whole fight wouldn't have started!” She yells at him over the screaming fans, catching Harry's attention who is only a foot away, in the middle of autographing a hoodie for a fan.  

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After Y/n’s outburst on opening night she's been staying with Harry. She had a feeling nothing good would come out of going back to the apartment her and roman share. The fight would be blown out of purporting and would get taken way too far. 

“C’mon, love. We've got to get to the theater.” Harry mumbles on Y/n's lips while she plants kisses on his, her arms wrapped around his neck while his arm holding her waist tight to him. “We can be a little late, they might be focused on the rest of the cast.” Harry laughs at her lame attempt of getting him to stay back with her. “Were the stars, baby honey. We have to look the best.” She sighs, pulling away from him and throwing her bag over her shoulder. “Whatever, I guess let's leave.” Harry laughs once more, pulling her into his side and pressing a light kiss on the side of her head. 

“We’ve got to get pretty so we can perform on broadway.” He hums while opening the door to his penthouse, closing the door behind them and beginning their walk to the theater. “Well, you've got to get pretty, anyway. I was just born this gorgeous.” Harry softly jokes and Y/n scrunches her nose at his teasing, flipping him off. 

“Oh, I'm just joking, baby honey. You're too beautiful for this world. He presses another sloppy kiss on her cheek and they are off.” 

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Y/n and Harry were pretty nervous for the rest of the cast and crews reaction to her and Harry's affair. They didnt know how her relationship was behind the scene and definitely had no place to judge since she knows the industry secrets, girls sleep with directors and guys sleep with married women with three kids just for a mediocre part on a tv series only to end up having three lines the whole season, her case was completely different. She wasn't gaining anything by being with Harry, in fact she was losing a lot. Losing roman wasn't anything she was necessarily upset about in any way. She was happy she got to end that chapter in her life and start a chapter she was happy writing, spending it with someone she loves and someone who loves her exactly the same. But she knew her family would be disappointed with her, she would lose touch with everyone in Roman’s family that she did have a good relationship with. She's also losing a high school sweetheart, which he wasn't good to her and after years of it she wasn't good to him either, but she's losing the dream of marrying a high school sweetheart, but it was worth it to live a happy life that she's wanted. 

It seems like everything is falling into place. She finally got her dream role on broadway, working along with people she would have great friendships with for the rest of her life, along with her lover, she's making memories she will never forget, and she's getting her big start to what seems to be a wonderful acting career since the critic reviews are in for her opening night performance as Sandy Olsson and they have all been nothing short of positive. 

“Do you think they are going to hate us? They probably think i fucked you for the role.” Harry rolls his eyes, “They can fuck off,” he flicks his cigarette onto the concrete behind the building before stomping it out. “Because after all you got the part and everyone loves you as sandy.” She gives him a soft smile, stepping into the door that leads backstage while Harry holds it open. “You're right. Thank you, H.” 

They step into Harry’s dressing room, sitting in the director chairs so they can start the process of getting their hair and makeup done. 

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“What a fucking rush. Another sold out night on broadway!” Y/n cheers while flopping on Harry's bed, her hair a mess from being pushed under so many different wigs and her skin red from so many different products. He smiles, kissing the top of her head. “You did so good, baby honey. I loved watching you from backstage.”

“You did so good, H! You didn't miss a beat! You got a standing ovation!” Harry cracks a smile, shaking his head. “Oh, so did you. And I couldn't have done this without you, you're the only thing getting me through this. No one talks about how stressful it is.” Y/n leans in for a kiss, her hand pushing into his hair while her tongue slips past his strawberry lips. Harry's hand come up to hold hers, tangling their fingers together

“Y/n?”

“Yeah?”

“Why is your engagement ring on?”

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“Y/n?” 

“Yeah?” 

“Why is your engagement ring back on?”

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Solo el respeto que tengo por los sobrevivientes y víctimas reales me detiene de leer fanfiction de Adolfo Strauch y Numa, porque la verdad es que Enzo y Esteban son los nuevos Sirius y Remus y no sé que hacer con esa información y tan poco material al respecto.

Igual no puedo creer que haya fanfiction de eso, no es una película, fue una tragedia real. Joder.

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Chapters: 6/6 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Harry Potter/Tom Riddle Characters: Harry Potter, Tom Riddle, Alphard Black, Theodore Nott, Gaspar Avery, Abraxas Malfoy, Richard Lestrange, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Luna Lovegood, Minerva McGonagall, Severus Snape, Albus Dumbledore Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Muggle, Alternate Universe - Theatre, Timeline Mashup, (as an example : sirius is alphard's uncle), set in the 90's, Same Age Tom & Harry, Academic rivals, Rivals to Friends to Lovers, or : people who don't like each other (one sided) to friends to lovers, Friendship, Falling In Love, Mutual Pining, please blame the characters i only work here, Slow Burn, Touch-Starved Harry Potter, Touch-Starved Tom Riddle, Fluff, minimal angst, Domestic Fluff, Drama, Hurt/Comfort, Eventual Smut, Explicit Sexual Content, Romance, Shakespeare, Playwriting, Mentions of alcoholism, Mentions of Substance Abuse, (both pertaining to a secondary character), Drinking, Smoking, Recreational Drug Use, POV Harry Potter, Beta Read, Updates bi-weekly, (every tuesday & friday), one scene in act 1 has a splash of bodyshaming so TW Summary:

When Harry arrives at the most prestigious theatrical school in the country, under very suspicious circumstances, he doesn't have many expectations. The most unexpected thing he encounters, however, is one Tom Riddle.

Amidst peers of great talent, his worry for his Godfather, unconventional Professors, and a vague sense of unworthiness, Harry falls in love with the only other person who deals with feelings as well as him.

But maybe, just maybe, he and Tom will find out that not all love stories have to end in tragedy.

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Darling, so it goes | disgruntledkittenface

E | 15/15 | 195K | Royalty AU, Actor AU

Harry Styles is a world-famous actor at the height of his career but a personal low point when he meets His Serene Highness Prince Louis of Monaco by chance. He doesn’t think they’ll ever see each other again, but after striking up a correspondence, it turns out they have more in common than he thought. Then they start to fall for each other. Louis is different from anyone Harry has dated before and their relationship moves fast as Harry realizes he’s ready for a change. Soon Harry finds himself adapting to an entirely new life, in a country where he doesn’t know the rules, the customs, even the language. Harry is used to people underestimating him, and he’s more determined than ever to prove them wrong. He just needs Louis to meet him halfway. Grace Kelly AU.

[ginnyw-potter]

The Talk 2.0

The mention of Hinny's first time made me come up with a few more headcanons and this drabble came to be :)

Ginny greeted her mother and sat down at the kitchen table and started on her breakfast. 

“So Ginny, since your brothers are all out, I thought we could have a little talk…” 

Ginny liked neither the content of the sentence nor how she had said it. She looked up from her breakfast carefully and eyed her mother, trying to guess which way the conversation was going to go. “...Yes?” 

“Well, since you and Harry are back together…” 

No, no. A thousand alarm bells were going off because this was not going in a good direction. 

“And you two seem rather serious … I just thought we could revisit our talk from a few years back…” 

Ginny could feel her cheeks glowing but at least her mother looked uncomfortable too. “Mom, you don’t need to-” she tried but her mother was having none of it. 

“No, Ginny, this is important. Because your first time… with someone, that’s …” 

Ginny was glad her mother was not using Harry’s name because that would make it worse but she needed her mother to stop talking right now.

“That’s a big moment and I want you to be prepared,” her mom said, barely looking her in the eye. 

“Please, stop,” she begged her mom. 

“No, just let me speak for a moment. When you have your first time-” 

She just needed to tell her mom then, it was the only way to get this to stop. “Youreafewweekstoolate.” 

Her mom looked at her. “What was that?” 

Ginny looked down at the table and bit through the bullet. “If you want to talk about my first time, you’re too late.” She dared to glance at her mother, knowing she was red in the face. “By a few weeks…”

“Ginny!” her mom let out in surprise. 

Ginny bit her lip. 

“When?” 

“I- June…?” she said, hoping her mom did not want to hear a specific date. 

“Did Harry force you to…?” 

Now she looked straight at her mom. “Of course not, he would never!” 

“Are you being careful?” her mom asked more sternly now. 

“Of course, mom. I do listen when you tell me things,” she said. “I’ve been ordering Potions through owl order, Merlin knows what the papers will write when I go into an Apothecary and buy that.” 

Her mom sighed. “You shouldn’t have to worry about that when you’re young, what papers write…” 

“Well, that’s how it is, so I better get used to it.” Harry was all they wrote about these days and even without being with Harry, she had now become a known face too for her own acts of resistance during the war. 

“Right… so you don’t need me to…? 

“No, I am fine, mom.” She then thought she’d save Ron the embarrassment. “If you want to have a similar talk with Ron, you’d also be … too late.” 

“Yes, that I am aware of,” she responded. “He’s not as good at sneaking as you are… and Harry I suppose.” 

Ginny nodded. “He was never light-footed, was he?” 

Her mom shook her head and then looked a bit more serious. “So you and Harry are absolutely fine?” 

“Yes, it’s nice when the man who possessed you isn’t trying to kill your boyfriend, for one.” That joke did not land well with her mother, but it wasn’t untrue. “We’re great,” she offered then. 

Molly nodded and stood up again and Ginny glanced down at her breakfast she had almost forgotten. She found she had lost her appetite. 

When Harry walked into the kitchen a little while later, Ginny was glad her mom had found something else to do. She’d rather not have both of them in the same room for at least a few hours.   

He bent down and kissed her softly, then noticed her expression. “Woah, are you okay?” he asked immediately. 

Ginny checked if her mother was out of earshot but she seemed to be several floors up. “It’s fine my mom just-” 

Harry sat down beside her, his eyes focused on her and she wished he’d look anywhere else. 

“My mom tried to have another sex talk with me, to prepare me for my first time.” Ginny’s voice dropped lower as she said it. At least she got some satisfaction out of it when his cheeks went pink too. If she was embarrassed, everyone else had to be too. 

“Oh.” 

“So to avoid the whole talk I just had to come clean and tell her she was too late.” She covered her face with both her hands, still mortified. She could feel Harry shift uncomfortably in his seat. 

“Well,” he said after a moment of silence. “She didn’t immediately come up and curse off my bits, so she didn’t take the news too badly?” 

Ginny glanced at him over her fingers, before dropping her hands entirely. “She’s not naive, Harry. She asked if we were being safe,” she said, now choosing to prod her fork around her plate. “Apparently she is not ready for Potter babies.” 

“I mean, that’s fair,” Harry responded. 

“It was fine but the whole thing was so embarrassing and if you could just… not be in the same room as my mom for the next few hours, days or weeks, that would be better for all of us,” she said dramatically, slumping into her chair. 

Harry smiled at her. “You do have a thing for dramatics, don’t you?” 

“You always take up all the attention in a room, I’ve got to make my presence known somehow,” she said, now teasing him. 

“All my attention is always going to you, though,” he told her, reaching out to her. 

She stopped his hand. “Don’t. All I will be thinking about is my mom. Give it a few more minutes.” 

He moved his hand to her head instead and pressed a kiss against her temple. “You’re not eating?” he asked now. 

“No.” She shook her head. “For some unknown reason, I have lost my appetite.” 

Harry scooped some food on her fork and zoomed it towards her face. “Here comes the aeroplane!” 

“Aeroplane?” she asked warily. 

“What do you wizards say?” he asked, the fork waiting in front of her face. 

“Broom, Hippogriff, Dragon, take your pick. I am still not eating.” 

“Come on,” he tried, the fork prodding against her lips. “Open up.” 

Ginny closed her eyes and took a deep breath. “That’s a little more innuendo than I need, Harry.” 

He gasped. “Well, get your mind out of the gutter, young lady! Whatever will your mother say!” 

Surely he must have seen the serving of eggs landing on his face coming, he most certainly deserved it. 

He wiped the eggs off his face and then took his glasses off to do a cleaning charm on them. “Didn’t your mother teach you not to play with your food?” 

“You started!” she shot back. 

Harry put his glasses back on and looked at her and they both burst out laughing. They both were too busy laughing that they forgot all about what had started it. 

“Morning, Mrs Weasley,” Harry said, wiping his tears, still slightly laughing. 

“Good morning, Harry,” Mrs Weasley greeted him back. “What’s so funny?” 

Both of their laughter faltered immediately. Their eyes met for a moment. 

“I was trying to convince Ginny to eat something, it did not go over well,” he said. “Maybe got an egg to the face.” 

“Gee, thanks for ratting me out, Harry,” Ginny responded, but she was glad he had said something because she had been coming up blank. 

“You haven’t eaten anything yourself,” Mrs Weasley noted. 

Harry glanced down at his empty plate. “Ginny wasn’t eating when I came down, I honestly forgot about myself.” 

Ginny tried not to scowl at Harry’s obvious attempt to be charming because he knew he had to win some points back with her mother. Ginny looked at her mom and to her surprise, it was working. 

“Well, you both better have some breakfast then.”

Ginny started scooping the remnants of her egg into her mouth. “See, then you’re both happy and I can finally have some peace.” She sat there with a mouthful of egg, trying to work it down her throat. Her mother looked unimpressed. 

Harry scooped some food on his plate too. Her mom looked satisfied and left the kitchen again. Ginny was still busy with the egg. 

“How’s swallowing going?” he asked softly. 

Ginny’s eyes widened as she inhaled sharply and a piece of egg lodged itself in her windpipe. Next thing she knew she was coughing, spraying bits of egg everywhere as she tried to get air into her lungs and the egg out of her throat. Harry was kind enough to slap her on her back a few times. 

The last bit of egg came loose and she could breathe again. Harry cleaned up the egg spray chaos with a wave of his wand as she caught her breath. She shot daggers at him. “I almost died, was that worth it?” 

He smiled at her sheepishly. “I didn’t mean anything by it.” 

“I just hope that you know that I’ll make you pay for it.” 

Harry looked at her far too fondly considering she had just announced her plan for revenge. “Please.” 

[smilesstyless]

New Life

Summary: Y/n tells Harry that she’s pregnant

Pairing: dad!harry x actor!reader

Wordcount: 836

Warnings: mention of pregnancy, a bit of angst

A/N: I really hope you guys like it I planned a lot for them

“Hey, look at me,” he kisses the top of her head. Her eyes are closed. “We can keep our relationship private,” he titles her head up.

“Harry, Look I like you a lot, but this can’t happen. I-”

“Why can’t this happen?” He is questioning her decision.

“We are working together and I don’t want to go public with you. It always happens when I date someone on set, please understand my situation, I’m just scared,” she had tears in her eyes. Harry wraps his arms around her, his chin rests on her head.

“I understand, so we are over?” She doesn’t say anything, she wants to feel him as long as possible before they have to leave. He won’t say something about them dating before they started shooting a movie together. He don’t want to fight with her.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

It’s been a tough week for both of them. Harry is pretending they are nothing more than friends. Y/n is always with Flo, it doesn’t matter if it is on set or they are not working. They are always spending time together.

“You miss him, admit it,” she takes a sip from her coffee.

“I think so, it’s just weird to play a married couple and in reality we are nothing more than friends. I need to get something off my mind,” she leans forward closer to Florence.

“I thought he was the one, but it’s over now. He made me happy. I thought I was going to marry this guy and have kids with him. I thought I’m going to grow old with him and have grandchildren. He won’t even know about his baby,” she mutters.

“Oh honey,” Florence wipes her tears away. “Talk to him about it. He have the right to know,” Y/n shakes her head. She doesn't want to face him. Florence sits in the booth next to her. She wraps her arms around her. Y/n hides her face into Flo’s neck. “May I ask, how long have you been with him?”

“Before we started shooting the movie, two and a half years,” she sobs.

“Sorry, but you’re so dumb. You’re going to talk to him tomorrow,” Florence mumbles.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

Harry stands in front of Y/n’s trailer. He was about to knock but y/n was faster than him. She opens the door and lets him in. “Flo told me you’re miserable,” he mutters. They both sit next to each other on the back couch.

“I’m not miserable, I just miss you,” she can’t look into his eyes otherwise she would break down crying.

“I have to ask, why did you break up with me?” Harry makes her look at him.

“I guess I’m just scared of the future,” she shrugs.

“What’s going on? I knew something was off, but I didn’t want to force you to talk,” she stands up and goes into the bathroom. Y/n came back with a pregnancy test.

“I’m pregnant,” she looks at him, Harry is too stunned to speak. Y/n sits down next to him. She hands him the test. He looks down on the test, his lips turn into a smile.

“H-how long do you know?” He is still looking at the test.

“Two weeks. Before you say anything I wanted to tell you, but I was scared of your reaction. I told Flo and said you need to know. I got used to the thought of having a baby, but our carriers, you’re working on your album right now and I can’t quit acting. It’s just-”

“You’re rambling. Do you want to have this kid with me?” She nodded her head. “Everything is up to you,” he looks down at her stomach.

“I really want to, but you’re going on tour soon and your album will be released in May. I have to promote a movie, I can’t hide her or him forever,” Harry holds her close to him.

“I will take you with me. We can buy a house wherever you want and raise our baby. Just stop worrying,” he kisses her temple. “I love you,” he mumbles against her warm skin.

“I would start as a songwriter and I can take care of our baby while you’re at work, I would do anything for you,” he added.

“I love you too, but I don’t want you to quit your job, you love to perform. It wouldn't be fair if I can still keep doing what I love and you have to give it up.”

“You have a point, I could take you with me or we could move the dates. My tour is supposed to start in spring. By then the baby is born and I want to help you. So we will move the dates to September, I have to talk to Jeff about it.” Harry is overwhelmed by the whole situation, he doesn't want to leave her alone with their child.

“Now you’re rambling, that would definitely work.” She kisses his cheek.

[complicatedkiwi13]

Time After Time -Harry Styles AU

Part I

Prompt: Harry and Y/N met in high school and there was an instant spark. What will happen 10 years later?

Word Count: 1.3K+

Warning: none?

Previous Part

POV: Emery Jade

Fake it til you make it, I thought as I am opening the doors to a conference room in my manager’s office building. Today is the day where I finally get to meet the cast of Greta Gerwig’s new movie that I am honored enough to be able to star in as the lead. This is what I have always dreamed of, working with one of my favorite directors, being able to play the lead, and I already know I will love this cast. Greta always picks good people to work with. 

Looking up and I gave everyone a big smile. Everyone returned the gesture except for someone who seems to be studying the script. I don’t mind anyways as my eyes immediately fall onto my best friend, Indy Quan. Her facial expressions matched mine except she also had a wary look that accompanied her shocked look. 

“Indy! Get over here,” looking over at Greta who is seated at the head of the table,”I think working with my best friend might be more exciting than working with you,” I said, giggling like a toddler who is up to no good. 

As I pull her into a hug, I hear Chris Evans whisper, “I thought they don’t know each other and are just big fans of one another.”

I met Indy in elementary school and we have been inseparable ever since. We kept in touch even when she went to a different middle and high school across town. We would hang out whenever we can and one night during freshman year, she came over to my house since my mom was out of town and my siblings moved out. She brought a joint with her and it was both our first time smoking weed. I thought it would be brilliant to voice record us high and listen to it the next morning. 

It's safe to say that words were said. Being the theatre kids and fire signs that we are, we came up with a master plan of fooling the media. The deal was that once we made it as actors we were going to  lie to everyone and say how big of a fan of each other we are. Little do they know we have been best friends since the age of 10. Surprisingly, no one has thought otherwise until today. 

I giggle to that as Indy whispers into my ears,”I’m sorry. He’s here”, she whispers with a sorrowful look on her face as she pulled away.

I was still smiling even if I was a bit confused, fake it til you make it, I remind myself. I hear Greta asking everyone to take a seat. As I looked for my name and seat, I noticed a name for the seat beside me, Harry Styles. 

So this was what Indy was sorry for. 

Taking a deep breath, I reached for my chair, only for Harry to beat me to it and pulled it out for me. I looked into those eyes and I feel like how I did 10 years ago and I never wanted for it to change. 

Unfortunately for me, lIfe had other plans. I haven’t spoken to him once in the past 8 years but he follows me everywhere. At a bar, where I am trying to drink away our memories, his song comes on. In the car, where I find what little peace I have, his songs come on the radio. I can’t avoid him when I'm grocery shopping either, the tabloids love him as much as the people I pass by on the streets do. 

For a split second, I forget about everything that happened, or should I say didn’t happen, in the past 8 years. It was like we were just H and Em. We'd go on long car rides in the middle of the night with no destination in sight. He would make me laugh with his stupid joke that never made much sense. I was the big spoon to his little spoon.

I snapped out of it and took a seat when he gave me a tight lipped smile. When he use to do that, it was a sign that he was nervous or anxious. I wonder if it still means the same thing. I returned with a genuine smile as I took my seat. 

There are a lot of incredible actors in the room, including Timothee Chalamet who is in nearly everything that Greta works on, for good reason of course. I admire how much emotion he can put into a role. 

He gives me a soft wave as I smile at him. He, as well as Chris who is chatting with  Indy, has to be one of the most genuine people I’ve ever talked to so fair in this industry. His take on any topic is so refreshing and I always tell him how he should write a book. 

“Good afternoon everyone!,”Greta said excitedly,”Thank you for all being here and taking the role. I am so excited to work with each and every one of you and to see you all put my vision to life!” 

Everyone cheers, Harry stands up and starts clapping and everyone follows. 

Giggling, she said,”Thank you guys but that enough,” and everyone sits back down once again. “I would like to introduce to you all officially, Ms. Emery Jade as the lead and accompanying her on screen as her love interest is Mr. Harry Styles!”

Harry and I awkwardly stand up as everyone cheers and we clap for each other. To everyone, besides Indy, we are perfect strangers, let's hope we can keep that act. 

She continues on with introductions and the rest of the table read becomes a blur. Thankfully it seems like I managed to write some notes down. 

“Thank you guys so much again! I’m very excited about this project and I hope you are too. Rehearsal begins next Monday, you should already have the schedule in your email. That’s it for today. Stay safe everyone,” Greta announces.

 Everyone gets up and begins to exit the room. Indy making her way towards me, I notice Harry talking to Greta. 

“You wanna have some drinks and talk about this?” Indy asked as she adjusts the tote on her shoulder. 

“Yes please. Just come straight to mines. I have everything you need there and with how today went, you’ll be in no state to drive” I said after relieving a sigh. 

She nods before her cell phone starts ringing and tells me she’ll meet me there. 

I wave a goodbye to Greta, who’s gathering her things. I reach for the door handle, but realized Harry already had  his hand on it when I felt the warmth and electricity travel from his hand to mine’s. Funny how that feeling hasn’t left after all these years.

I look up at him with a smile and he nods. I thanked him in the elevator that we quickly got into. I could tell that the silence was making him uncomfortable, even after all this time.

“Congratulations. I’ve seen some of your work,” he pauses,”It’s good. Actually more than good”

This lack of confidence and nervousness takes me back to the first time we met. It takes me back to the moment where the lines between friends or more. The stolen glances, tiny touches that feel more than what they were intended to be. 

“Thank you,” I said with a slightly nervous laugh, “you’ve been up to a lot yourself! You’re music’s beautiful, Harry. I’m glad the world gets to experience your talent”

“ You listen to my music?” He said, looking as stunned as ever, “thank you, but I never thought about you knowing about it”. He tried to save his shock with a shy chuckle but he knows that Y/N knows him better than that.

“You don’t just stop listening to a voice like that” I said with a smile. It’s true though, that voice has gotten me to do way more than I am proud to admit but he doesn’t need to know that.

 “Besides, there’s a lot that you don’t know”, I said as I walked off the elevator, leaving him like he once left me.

[icyfox17]

help what is parksborn???

Peter Parker and Harry Osborne!!!