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emf005 · 3 years

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Love is real

Draco Malfoy x Hufflepuff! Reader

Warnings: FLUFF!! Draco is a complete softy and it's adorable, talk of suicide, confusion, a bit of angst...

Summery: You are a huffelpuff who doesn't belive in love. Draco is unsatisfied and devises a plan to get you to belive and possibly fall, in love.

You set your chin on Draco’ shoulder and looked at what he was doing. Potions. Groan. You hated potions with a passion.

“Draaaaacooooo!” you sang in his ear. He tried to keep a straight face but just ended up biting his lip from trying not to laugh. “Draaaaaaacoooooo,” you sang again.

“Yes, Y/N?” He asked, attempting and failing to hold back a chuckle.

“Whatcha doin’?”

“Potions.” You frowned.

“But I’m sooooo much more interesting!” You grinned. He couldn’t help but smile.

“Yes, Darling, you are. But I need to finish this.”

“Why?”

“Because it's graded.”

“Why?”

“Because Snape made it that way.”

“Wh-” he put a hand over your face and glanced at you with an arched eyebrow.

“You aren’t going to let me get anything done, are you?” You shook your head like a little kid. He chuckled and took his hand away from your face and set down his quill. “You just don't like potions because you aren’t a natural at it.” You pouted at his completely true statement.

“It's boring! And Snape has a personal vendetta against me!” You crossed your arms and pouted, making him laugh.

“Aw, you poor thing,” he teased, rolling his eyes and going back to his work. You took a seat next to him and put your hands on your arms. He worked silently for a few minuets before finishing and packing everything up. “I still can’t believe you made me take muggle studies with you,” he huffed as he slung his bag over his shoulder. You giggled and walked with him through the halls.

“It's an easy grade!”

“For you maybe! You're halfblooded! I still don’t understand the function of a toaster! What's its purpose?”

“To toast bread! It is literally in its name!” You laughed.

“And then phones. What is the purpose when you can just send a letter?” You giggled and took your seats near the back of the class.

“It's faster! And plus it's like talking face to face but from long distances!” He just shook his head and leaned back in his seat.

“Magical culture is just better.” He sighed and you rolled your eyes.

“Welcome everyone! Welcome welcome!” The professor called out to the class. “Today we will be discussing muggle stories.” He said excitedly, though most of the class didn't want to even be there. “We are starting with Romeo and Juliet By William Shakespeare.” You groaned and slouched in your seat. Draco raised an eyebrow at you.

“What's with the reaction?”

“This is one of the most Cliché plays ever.” You hissed. “The love,” you made a gagging noise.

“A Hufflepuff who isn't a fan of love?” he teased, but you just glared at him. His smirk fell. “Wait, you really don’t believe in love?”

“It's a chemical reaction humans have to other humans. Its natural instinct to get them to reproduce,” you explained with a curt nod. He just stared at you.

“You must be joking.” You stared him down before turning back to the professor to listen about the play that is so overrated.

“Y/N!” Draco called, running down the hallway after you. “Y/N, wait a second!” You paused and smiled as he caught up with you. “You can't just say something like that and just leave.”

“I think I just did. And I’m about to do it again.” You turned and started walking away but he grabbed your wrist.

“Why though? You're a Hufflepuff!”

“And you're stereotyping again. Listen, Draco,” you sighed and rubbed your temples. “My home life isn't the best. Love lacks in nearly all aspects of my life. You can care for something deeply, but love isn’t… its not…. Its a lie.”

“You can’t actually believe that.” You shrugged, tugging at your sleeves.

“All my life, its what I’ve seen. My mother and father have been through more divorces than I can count. My siblings are in horrible relationships and they are at their partners throats all the time.” You admitted quietly. “Someone is always in tears because their heart is being torn out. If love was real they wouldn’t constantly be miserable,” you turned and slipped your wrist from his grasp and took off down the hallway. He just watched after you.

He had been friends with you since first year, complained to you about his home life, about his expectations, and all the while… you were dealing with your own struggles. How hadn’t he noticed that before? Well, he was going to change that. He’d get you to believe in love. He didn't know how, but he would!

“Y/L/N!” You turned to Draco as he jogged down the hall at you. You were heading to muggle studies. You smiled at your friend as he slowed to a walk.

“Where's the fire?”

“I have a proposition for you. A bet of a sort.” You hummed, never able to turn down a bet. “If I am able to get you to believe in love by the Yule Ball, you have to go. Not with someone, you just have to go.” You cocked your brow at him.

“What if I win?”

“Well, you won’t, but if you do I’ll leave you alone about it.”

“No teasing, no bringing it up?”

“Zip.” You inhaled and thought about it.

“Alright. Deal, Malfoy. If you can do the impossible, then I will go to the Yule Ball. But if not, you have to stop bothering me about it indefinitely.” You stuck out your hand. “Shake on it?”

“Don’t trust me?”

“Can never be too careful with you,” you teased. He shook your hand and you headed to class.

You sat in your usual seat at the back of the class, a copy of Romeo and Juliet sitting on the table. You groaned. He smirked.

“Well, look. The most Cliché story in all of history,” he teased.

“They kill themselves for each other.” You hummed. He paled and looked at the story. “They also get a lot of other people killed in the process.”

“That's horrible!”

“That's romance! People who can control you because they stole your heart! They can manipulate you, think you can’t live without them!” He just stared at you.

“Nothing about love appeals to you at all, does it?”

“No.” You looked away, his eyes widened.

“You’re lying!”

“No.”

“Yes you are!”

“Shush! No, I’m not! Nothing about it appeals to me! It has destroyed people! Why would that be appealing to anyone?” He shook his head.

“That may be true, but you were lying. Are you afraid of it?” You laughed. It was fake.

“Scared of love? That's a good one!” His mouth dropped and you knew there was no getting out of this.” You stood and ran out of the room. You’ve read Romeo and Juliet before, you would get whatever assignment that was given from someone else in the class.

Being afraid of love. What a joke you were. He was probably laughing his head off at you. You would be.

He didn't see you for a few days after that. He wanted to talk to you about what you had said. You did have a bet, but to make sure you were alright.

He sat in the library and he heard your voice from the isles. He jumped up and scurried to where you were. You were trying to reach a book on the shelf but struggling. He grabbed it off the shelf for you and handed it to you.

“Oh! Then-” you paused when you saw him. You turned and started to turn.

“Wait wait wait!” You stopped and turned back around, your eyes were sad.

“What do you want, Draco?” You sighed and looked down. “Wanna laugh at me? The Hufflepuff afraid of falling in love?” He shook his head.

“No! No, I wanted to make sure you were alright. You looked really upset.” You were speechless.

“Oh! Oh. Um, I’m ok.”

“Did you really think I would make fun of you for that?” He looked kind of hurt.

“I mean, maybe? It's ironic how I’m a Hufflepuff and how out of touch with my own, or anyone else's, feelings I am. I don’t trust people, Draco. I never really have. And I trust you, but… this stupid wall that I’ve built up is just to tall for me to tear down. It was better to avoid you and not see you laugh at me,” you said quietly and looked down at your feet. “Uh, sorry.” He just stared at you for a moment before doing something Draco Malfoy did not do. He pulled you into a hug. You were shocked for a second before hugging him back, burying your head in the crook of his neck.

“I understand, I’m sorry,” he muttered to you, and in that moment you realized something. Something utterly horrible and terrible. You did believe in love... because you were in it. You were in it so much, that you didn't even realize that you were in it. And you were in love with your best friend. This could ruin yours and his life. Because that's what love did. It took and it took and it took and then it left you broken on the pavement with no one. You had seen it happen before. You had wanted it so bad up until that moment. And then you had buried that emotion deep inside of you so that you would never have to go through it. But now it was surfacing. Ready to destroy you just like it did to Romeo and Juliet.

Ever since your realization, you had buried it in an even deeper hole, but that hole turned into a cavern that threatened to swallow you. Every time he was near you, talking to you about love and how great it actually could be, your heart was pounding. You were deaf to everything else but him. You hated it. You couldn't stand it! It was tearing you apart from the inside out and you wanted to just die!

No!

No no no no no. No dying. You would not be one of those people. Ever. You would win this bet. You would kill these feelings and be the normal happy Hufflepuff you were known to be!

“Hey, Y/N!” Your stomach fluttered and your heart skipped a beat.

Dammit!

“Hey, Darco,” you said happily, turning around to face him. “What's up?”

“Well, since the bet’s almost over and the Yule Ball is coming up, I have one more idea.” You swallowed. Not another one! This boy was going to kill you.

Stop being such a stereotypical Juliet!

“I think it would only be fitting to give you the full experience of what it can be like.”

You chuckled softly and readjusted your books. “Oh yeah, Dray? Like what? Take me on a date?” You teased.

“Actually yeah.” You stopped walking. Your heart stopped beating. Your entire body stopped functioning.

“Wh-what?”

“I mean, let's be honest. I can tell you everything that's great about it and how every relationship doesn’t end up with someone getting their heart broken, but you have to actually see what a romantic situation is!”

No!!!

“Yeah sure,” you shrugged. “When and where?” He beamed.

“I’ll pick you up at your dorm tomorrow at seven.” He smiled and walked on. Your smile dropped and you nearly collapsed.

Why did I agree! Why why why why? What the fuck is wrong with me?

You smacked your head off the wall earning a few strange looks from your peers but didn't stick around to see if they would ask you if you were ok or not. You took off towards the Hufflepuff dorms. Your stomach twisting and turning with every step you took.

You were finally safe in your dorm room only to see your friend, Maria, staring at you from her bed.

"Y/N? What's wrong? Why do you look like you've been running away from something?" You started to sob and she was in her feet with her arms around you within two seconds, shushing you and telling you it was alright. But it wasn't. "What happened?"

"Re-remember when I told you about my family. And how my mum and dad have been divorced and-and my siblings always end up crying over lost loves and and and how my brother threw himself off a bridge because-because of it? And I promised to never be caught in that trap?"

"Honey you didn't." You let out another sob. "It's ok. It's ok. Who?"

"Dra-Draco. And-and he asked me out on a fake date and I-I accepted and I don't know what to do!" You wailed. She kept silent for a moment.

"Well, I've known you've been in love with that boy since day one and he's-even if he hasn't realized it yet-has been in love with you just as long. Now, I'll tell you what we are going to do."

"What-what?" She helped your face in her hands and looked you in the eyes seriously.

"We are going to get you all dolled up for this date, whether or not it's real. You are going to knock this boy's socks off."

"But-but our bet. I-I can't lose. I can't go to the Ball!"

"Sure you can. And I bet you anything, you'll be going as his date," she smiles and holds you. "When's this date with him?"

"Tomorrow at seven," you sniffled. She nodded.

"Then it looks like we have a date to start getting you ready for." She smiles at you and you smiled gratefully back.

Draco was pacing his dorm room twisting the ring on his finger. Why had he done that? He had asked you out on a fake date. If he was going to ask you out he wanted it to be real. He flipped on his bed with a groan. What had he gotten himself into? He had fallen for a girl who didn't believe in love. How lovely.

He had wanted to ask her to the Ball. Perhaps as more than just friends. But when he asked if she had a date, she said she wasn't going. This whole thing was exhausting. He did see what she meant. The love in her family did seem…Stressed. But that didn't mean all love was terrible. Right?

"Merlin," he mumbled and ran a hand through his hair. "What am I getting myself into?"

Maria zipped up the back of your orange and red dress. She had put together the best outfit for the occasion. She had given you black leggings under the dress and a pair of boots with a black infinity scarf and a heavy jean jacket. Then she did your hair up in a high ponytail and a black scrunchie around your Y/H/C hair. She had put oranges and yellows and reds as your eyeshadow and a darker lip stick on you. You looked great.

She smiled at her good work and helped you put your jacket on. Maria squealed behind you, obviously excitedly she wouldn't stop talking about how she had shipped the two of you since the day you met. It was slightly irritating, especially considering you didn't exactly know how to feel. Should you be happy? Sad? Angry? What were you supposed to be feeling?

You sighed and collapsed on your bed, ready to go to sleep right then. The makeup was heavy and you weren't used to having so much of your cleavage exposed, courtesy of Maria's dirty mind.

"Maria, I don't know, isn't this a but…Much? It's not even a real date!"

"Riiiight," she winked at you, making you huff and cross your arms. You felt like you were going to vomit. Maybe you could get away with not going because you were sick?

"Y/N?" Jess knocked on the door and smiled at you. "Wow, looking good. Anyhow, Draco said you were expecting him?" You frowned. Too late. You stood and brushed off your dress looking back at Maria who gave you a thumbs up. You attempted a weak smile and left your dorm room. Your stomach was a wreck, your head hurt from thinking and you were exhausted from lack of sleep.

You had spent all night trying to think of what to do. You didn't want to end up like your brother, or your family, or Juliet. Up until this point… Until Draco… you were perfectly content with being sure love was horrible. And you were still fine with that! But, what if it wasn't? What if it was great? What if it was all perfect and then it just went up in flames like you've watched every relationship around you end up. You opened the portal and stepped out.

Draco was standing there looking around the hallway awkwardly and bouncing in the balls of his feet. He looked at you as soon as you stepped out of the portal and his jaw dropped. You bit your lip and looked down.

"I-I can go get changed if I did it wrong? Maria helped and-"

"You look beautiful," he assured you, taking your hand in his. You swallowed trying to steal your heart.

No no no no! Stop being so sweet! I hate love I hate love I hate love!

"Tha-thanks," you stuttered out. He smiled and pulled you after him.

"Come on. I got everything planned!" He smiled childishly, making you laugh and run after him as he pulled you.

When Draco said he had everything planned, he wasn't joking. He had pulled you up to the Astronomy Tower where he had had a picnic setup and a bubble spell cast around the area so that the wind wouldn't affect the two of you. You gaped at the scene.

"Woah," you whispered, he laughed and pulled you down besides him. And the weird part of it? It wasn't awkward. It was perfectly normal in every way. It was just like talking with your friend, but the butterflies of him being so close were definitely a difference.

After that you two went around the grounds, him keeping you under his arm to protect you from the winds and the chill, which worked. But you really don't need it because you were all warm inside from him being so close.

Did he always smell this good? Peppermint and pine?

Odd combination that strangely worked for him.

Oh my God! Stop it! You can not fall in love! Or, rather fall farther in love.

And it didn't help that Draco was a perfect gentleman. He offered you his jacket when he noticed you were shivering on your own, but you just laughed him off saying that he would be cold.

"Not with you here keeping me company," was his response and put the jacket over your shoulders. You blushed and grabbed the jacket to hold it tighter.

The night went too fast and you often forgot that it was a fake date. It was just to prove to you that love wasn’t bad. That love was real. And you hated that he was right.

“So.” he said at the end of the night, his hands in his pockets as he swayed between his heels and toes.

“So.”

“Who wins?” You looked up at him confused. “Do you believe love is real?” You swallowed and looked down, sliding his jacket off your shoulders.

“Yeah. Maybe. You win,” You handed him his jacket back, which he hesitantly took back. You laughed and shook your head. “Looks like I have to hurry up and go dress shopping.” You smiled at him and pressed the combination to enter the Common room. The door opened and you stepped in, stopping before closing the door. “Thanks, Darco,” You smiled at him over your shoulder. “I’ll-I’ll see you tomorrow,” you entered and shut the door, his mouth still open from where he was trying to say something. Anything. But nothing ever came out. This wasn't how tonight was supposed to go.

He slunk off to his dorm room with slumped shoulders and his jacket on his arm.

Your back hit the wall and tears formed in your eyes. You cried into your arms and shook off the person who put their hand on your arm.

“Y/N/N.” You hiccupped and fell into Maria’s arms. She held you, whispering how sorry she was.

“I was so stupid!” You sobbed. “I-I promised myself I wouldn't become like the rest of my family! I promised myself!”

“You can't help these things, Y/N/N. I’m so sorry.” You cried into her shoulder as she led you up to the dorm room so you two could have some privacy.

You told her how perfect everything was. How he had planned the perfect date and then how you had forgotten it was all completely fake. She just shushed you as you sobbed. Saying it would be alright. The worst part though? Now you had to go to the Yule Ball and see him there with some other girl on his arm.

Why did you have to go and fall in love?

Maria was doing your hair, putting it up in a semi-messy bun with strands falling down the sides of your face. Your Y/F/C dress was dazzling. It flowed out when you spun and was slung off to one side so that one of your shoulders was exposed. Your makeup was done to match your face and although you looked like a princess in your glittering dress, you didn't feel like one.

No one had asked you, but you had to honor your bet with Draco, like he would notice if you weren’t there or not. Maria put her hands on your shoulders, signaling that she was done. You stood and looked yourself over in the mirror, still frowning and feeling self conscience.

The dress hugged the top of your body, making your figure quite noticeable. At least it was higher up than the dress you had worn on your “Date” was. There were sparkles dusting the entire thing and you really did love the dress.

Maria squeezed your shoulder. You looked back at her.

“You’re always welcomed to hang out with me and Nolan,” she offered, but you just shook your head.

“He’s your boyfriend, Maria, I’m not third wheeling. Plus this is your guys’ night.” You smiled at her. She was gorgeous. Her dress was yellow and black with blue underneath it to represent her boyfriend’s house. It was brilliantly beautiful and you couldn't help but just stare in awe at her. She was one of the most beautiful girls in your year. She pulled off anything. She smiled sadly and held your hands.

“Well, if you need the company….”

“I’ll come find you,” you promised. She squeezed your hands again and left the room. You looked yourself over and ran your hands over the dress, something it out before making your way down to the Great Hall.

Awkward wasn’t the word for what you felt. No. You felt something far beyond awkward. You were sitting, alone, at one of the tables on the side, watching Pansy Parkinson throw herself at her date… Draco Malfoy. Your chest tightened. God, he looked perfect. He always did, you had recently noticed, but looking at him now from across the room, twirl her across the room with the stoic face… Your heart beat out of your chest.

“Excuse me?” You looked up to see a Durmstrang student bowing and holding his hand out to you. “Would you, uhm… Dance with me?” You smiled. He was one of the shyer ones you could tell. Not often you found one of them. You took his hand and stood.

“I’d love to.” He smiled and led you out onto the floor. He twirled you around and you laughed. The two of you talked and danced and laughed. He was quite nice. And the awkwardness fell away, but the throbbing of your chest did not.

Draco was “listening” to a story Blaise was telling for the thousandth time. He let his gaze travel the crowd, searching for you for the millionth time that evening. He hadn’t seen you yet and knew you wouldn't back out. He ended up taking Parkinson, which made him want to gag. He finally caught your figure and it took his breath away completely.

Your hair was done up in a fancy messy-ish bun with strands falling into your face. Your make up was simple and your dress… He couldn't stop staring at you. Then he noticed you were being led out onto the floor by someone. A Durmstrang student. He swallowed and followed the two of you out with his eyes.

Your dress flowed around you as you danced with him. Your laugh rang through the crowd as you laughed with him. Your smile was bright as you smiled at him. That wasn't supposed to be a Durmstrang student. That was supposed to be him. Draco Malfoy. It was supposed to be him making you laugh and twirl like that. It should’ve been him making you smile that brightly. He swallowed and left Pansy’s side, making a beeline for you. He tapped the student on the shoulder.

“Mind if I cut in?” The Durmstrang student opened his mouth to probably say yes he did mind, but just ended up shaking his head. He squeezed your hand, whispered something in your ear, and kissed your cheek, making your face flush before leaving the two of you alone.

Draco held out his hand and raised an eyebrow.

“May I have this dance?” You rolled your eyes and took his hand, hating the way you felt electric pulses shoot up your arm.

“You already scared off my only dance partner,” you joked as he led you to the dance floor.

“I’m sorry. Figured I had a right to at least one dance with my best friend.” You chuckled as he twirled you around the floor.

“What about your.. Date?” You glanced at Pansy who was glaring daggers at you. Draco rolled his eyes.

“No one else to take,” he mumbled. You frowned.

“Could have taken me,” You pouted and looked away from him. He seemed shocked by your statement, and honestly you were surprised you said it aloud. “I mean, you are the reason I had to be here in the first place. Thanks for making me miserable by the way.” He scoffed.

“Please, you were having a nice time cuddling up to that Durmstag.”

“Watching me now?”

“Hard to miss.”

“And what's that supposed to mean?”

“Nothing, but it seems you now believe in the concept in love and are simply… looking for it.” Your jaw clenched and you ripped your hands from his.

“I never was looking for it!” You hissed and stormed out. Draco stood still for a moment before rushing after you.

“Wait! Y/N!” He chased you out of the Great Hall.

“Leave me alone, Draco!” you called over your shoulder.

“Y/N! Just, wait!”

“Go back to your date! I’m sure she’s waiting for-” Draco grabbed your hand and turned you so you fell into him. “You.” You two stared at each other for a second before he releases his grip. You rub your wrist and look away from him.

“What was that about?” He asked after a moment, you didn’t answer. “Y/N.”

“Nothing, Draco. Don’t worry about it,” you muttered.

“Don't worry about it? Of course I’m going to worry about it! You're my best friend, Y/N. How can I not worry about it?”

“Because it's your fault!” You shouted, looking at his eyes, your own watering. You couldn’t do this. You turned away from him and started to walk down the hall again.

“What do you mean ‘my fault’? What's my fault?” You froze and kept your back to him as you answered.

“I was fine, living my life not believing in love. Without believing that it was real and I couldn't be touched by it. That I wouldn’t end up like my family… like my brother,” your voice broke and you turned to him. A single tear escaped your eyes. “But then you had to make me see that I had fallen in love without realizing it. You had to wake me up from my dream. You had to go and make me love you!” You were full on sobbing at this point. Full on screaming. Your chest was heaving and he just stared at you with an open mouth. You wiped the tears from your face and sniffled. “And now,” you added softly. “And now I’m just like the rest of my family.” You buried your face in your hands and started laughing and sobbing all at once. “God! I’m just like my family!” you shook your head. “Might as well just jump off the Astronomy tower now! How about old fashioned-and-and poison myself!” You laughed, tears flowed down your face. “How-How about a dagger then?”

Draco just watched you have your break down. Sobbing and laughing and talking about suicide. He couldn’t move. And when he did, he had no control of his body. He did what he wanted to do from the moment he had met you.

He walked up to you, put his hands on your face and kissed you. You immediately kissed back, not knowing what you were doing in the slightest.

The kiss wasn’t soft. Not in the slightest. It was hard and desperate. You fisted his dress robes and pulled him in tighter against you, trying to get as close as you could to him. When you finally broke for air, you were both gasping for breath. He rested his forehead on yours, still holding your face.

“Never say that again. Any of that.” He rasped, his voice horse from the kiss. Hoarse was better than no voice at all, which is what you were left with. “I can’t lose you. Not now, not ever. I don’t care if you were joking or serious. Please don't scare me like that.” you pulled away and looked up at him. He looked down at you, his own eyes slightly watery. You opened your mouth to talk but you couldn’t get any words out, so you just closed your mouth and nodded. He sighed and kissed your head.

After a moment you got your voice back.

“So does this mean that you like me back?” You asked. He chuckled and looked down at you, kissing you again, softer this time.

“Yes. This means I like you back,” he smiled and you smiled up at him, eyes still glassy.

Bonus:

“And they lived Happily Ever After,” your daughter read and shut the book. You walked in and leaned on the doorway a smile on your face.

“What were you reading, Sweetie?” She turned the book over and squinted at the cover, sounding out the letters.

“Cinderella?” You nodded.

“A muggle story?”

“I found it in one of the trunks.” You came in and sat down on her bed next to her.

“And what did you think of it?”

“I don't understand it.” Your son walked in the room, a year older than your four year old, and crawled on your lap.

“What don’t you understand?” You asked.

“Well, how can they get married if they just met? How can you truly love someone you don’t even know?” Your son looked up at you for an answer as well and you smiled at the two. You hummed for a moment and leaned back in the bed and stared at the ceiling.

“Well, you can’t.” You answered. “You have to know the person.”

“How do you know if you're in love?” Your son asked. You looked at the boy who had inherited your looks while your daughter had inherited your husband's. You smile at the two and sat up on your elbows.

“Well, you just do. It's odd to explain, really. There's no logic behind love.”

“Never thought I’d hear you say that,” Draco said, walking into the room and settling down on the bed as well, picking your daughter up and settling her on his lap.

“Ha ha.” You laughed sarcastically. “Would you like to explain?”

“Yeah, Dad. How did you and mom know you were in love?” Your son asked, the hopeless romantic he was at age five.

“And what did you mean coming from her?” You daughter added, always the intuitive one. Draco thought about it for a moment and the three of you waited.

“Well, your mother didn’t believe in love, actually.” You smirked and laid back down on the bed, staring at the ceiling.

“Really?” they asked.

“Yep. She had to make it logical. Thought it was all up here,” he poked your daughter on her head, making her giggle.

“Did you really mum?” Your son asked, plopping himself down on your chest so you were staring at his face. You smiled.

“Yes. I didn’t grow up in the best household like you two. You have a fabulous mother.” Draco raised his eyebrows.

“And me?” You glanced at him and smirked.

“You’re alright.” He laughed.

“Thanks, Darling. I really appreciate that.”

“But, how did you two fall in love?” Your daughter asked again, getting slightly irritated.

“Well,” Draco began again. “I knew from the moment I laid eyes on her that I wanted to get to know her. And as I did, I grew to love her.” He smiled at you and grabbed your hand.

“That was so cheesy,” You grinned.

“Never bothered you before.” You rolled your eyes.

“What about you, mum?” Your son asked you with wide eyes. The one thing he had inherited from your husband.

“It sort of hit me all at once. I was so against it for so long, I never realized that I had fallen in love until he hugged me in the library at school.”

“That was where you realized it?” He asked. He hadn’t realized that was the moment you had fallen for him. You nodded. And he paused. “You're telling me that you let me believe you didn't believe in love that entire time?”

“It was only a few weeks.”

“And I could have taken you to the ball.”

“Are we still on that?” You sighed.

“We never left it,” you laughed.

Your children looked at each other in confusion.

“So…” your daughter began. “You slowly fell in love and you hadn't realized you fell in love? I don’t get it.” You smiled at the girl with platinum blond hair.

“One day you will.”

“Will I get it one day too?” He asked, sitting up. You put a hand on his cheek and smiled.

“One day.” You nodded. “Why don't you two go get ready for dinner,” you urged. They scrambled off your laps and ran to the dining room. You smiled and sat up.

Draco took you in his arms and kissed your forehead. You hummed happily.

“So the library, really?” You laughed. And looked up at him from his lap.

“Not going to let this go, are you?”

“What about that date? I was sure that was where I got you.” You shook your head.

“No, that made me cry for about three hours,” his jaw dropped, making you laugh.

“That was the perfect first date. How did that make you cry?”

“I was struggling, ok? And the fact that it was fake…” You drifted off, too sad to continue. He kissed you, bringing you back to the present.

“It was real to me,” he murmured. You smiled and leaned up, connecting your lips again. The butterflies in your stomach still fluttering like it was the first time.

“I’m glad to hear that, because it was pretty real to me too.” He smiled down at you and you smiled up at him, feeling as if you two were back at Hogwarts and were just teenagers wandering the hallways arm in arm.

Hope you guys enjoyed! Let me know what you think! Thank you for reading!!!

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weelittleweasley · 4 years

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Little Lion | Ron x Reader

Prompt as requested by 2 anons: Naturally as a Slytherin, you exude confidence and intimidation. Ron Weasley, on the other hand, not so much. But that’s what made you so attracted to the other, much to everyone else’s surprise. Question is will he muster up the courage to ask you to go to the Yule Ball with him?

Warnings: None!

Word Count: 3.8k

A/N: IMPORTANT NOTE: I know, I know, I know, the Yule Ball is only around for the Triwizard Tournament, but let’s pretend like it doesn’t exist just then!! I wanted to age everyone up to year six and give Ron and opportunity to redeem himself from the robes his mother sent him hehe. I literally am a fucking fiend for Ron Weasley, my love for him should be ILLEGAL. Ron content on here is MINIMAL TO NONE! If anyone has any great fic recs for Ron, PLEASE SEND THEM MY WAY. LOOK AT THAT MOTHERFUCKER!! I AM IN LOVE WITH HIM!!!!!!!!!!!

All it took was for you to walk down the hall to get people to look at you and start whispering between each other. It wasn’t a bad thing at all, in fact you quite liked it. You were a confident girl and sometimes that confidence intimidated people. It gave you this sense of power that you liked to use when you needed something out of someone. Not to mention the people you surrounded yourself with in your house were also quite intimidating people, one of them being Draco Malfoy.

You and Draco were best friends, a dynamic duo of sorts. People thought that you two would end up together, falling madly in love. But Draco was like your brother. He took you under his wing when you got Hogwarts and he was the person who helped you unlock that unfaltering confidence within you. Besides, Draco and you’s personalities clashed too much for it to work with you. You were both dominant, confident, intimidating people; Both of you needed to be in control at all times. Far too similar.

Instead, you took a liking to people who were more reserved. People who thought before they acted upon their impulses. You needed someone who balanced you out. But someone who could dominate you and keep you at bay when you needed it. Only problem was people like that were scared of you or found you unapproachable. Which you understood, but at the same time, you wished that those people could suck it up and make a move.

As you walked down the hall today, Draco made his way next to you. “We should skip Potions today,” he states as you roll your eyes. Sometimes Draco kept this cool boy act up too much and you knew he was a big softie on the inside and he actually enjoyed school more than he liked to admit. “Seriously. We could ditch Slughorn’s class and hang out in the common room or by the Black Lake,” he tries to tempt you.

“Dray, we’re going to class whether you like it or not,” you speak as you continue to walk to class, Draco groaning when you tell him this. “Slughorn is may be old, but he says valuable things,” you push his shoulder.

The blonde boy just sighs. “I hate when you’re right.”

The both of you walk into Potions class, your face lighting up when you see that your other friends from Slytherin were already in class, awaiting your arrival. You grab a seat with Draco on your right and Pansy on your left. Pansy already starts gossiping about people who you could honestly care less about, but you give her the attention she wants anyway, her being one of your closest girl friends in the school.

As she blabs on about some poor girl from Hufflepuff that she picked on during lunch, you watch as some Gryffindors enter the classroom, your eyes sticking on the Weasley boy. Ron Weasley was someone who you watched from afar. He was one of those boys who had that boyish charm that made you blush. The ginger was funny, for sure, but he had thoughtful and kind mannerisms that made your heart flutter when you watched him. You picked up on how he would notice when Granger would get distressed and he would offer her a sweet from his backpack that he had stored for occasions like this. You watched how he always packed more than one quill because Potter always managed to forget his. You watched how his eyes widened with fear when Slughorn would talk about how Potions can go wrong quickly, the Weasley boy fearfully concocting his. All of those little ticks made you develop a little crush on him after months of watching him.

Ron sat down in his typical seat next to Hermione and Harry, but he could feel a set of eyes on him from the moment he walked into the classroom. “Is she looking at me?” he nervously asks Harry.

Harry glances over in your direction, watching that your eyes were glued on Potter’s best friend. When you notice Harry looking at you, you quickly turn away and pay attention to Pansy who continues to ramble. “She was,” Harry reports back. Ron nervously groans. “Oh come on, maybe she has a crush on you.”

“I highly doubt it. I bet she’s planning how to rip my heart out of my chest and then serve it to Malfoy on a silver platter,” his voice cracks. “She scares me.”

Hermione rolls her eyes, “Oh, please, Ronald. Just because the girl is confident and knows what she wants doesn’t make her scary; it makes her smart. I don’t know why she would have a crush on someone like you.”

Ron just looks at Hermione. “What’s that supposed to mean?” he exclaims.

With a huff, Hermione turns to Ron and Harry. “It means I’m surprised that she doesn’t have a crush on someone like Draco or Blaise Zabini. She likes someone like you, Ronald. Merlin, I didn’t think I would have to spell it out for you,” she turns back to the board, ready to start class.

Your conversation with Pansy is interrupted when Professor Slughorn appear in front of the classroom and starts class, telling you to get into pairs. You turn to Draco, who was always your partner, Pansy with Blaise, Crabbe with Goyle. Everyone in the class regardless of their houses worked with the same people. Slughorn notices this and asks, “How about we switch it up and work with different people?” This earns a chorus of groans from the class. “I’m glad all of you are so eager to work with each other,” he says sarcastically. “I’ll assign the partners.” This earns more groans from the class.

Slughorn starts to pair people up with each other. You start to think that Slughorn is trying to make drama in the class when he starts. “Parkinson and Potter,” he announces.

“You’re bloody joking,” Pansy huffs making you laugh with Draco, making Pansy turn beet red. She grabs her things and moves to a work table in the back of the classroom.

Slughorn continues to rattle off names of unlikely duos. “Miss Granger and Mr. Malfoy,” Slughorn continues as you have to stifle your laugher and Draco whispers multiple profanities, slapping your shoulder, him grabbing his things in a huff. Hermione was definitely not happy about this pairing either as she has a scared look on her face as she looks at Ron before she moves to the back tables. “Miss (Y/L/N) and Mr. Weasley,” Slughorn announces.

Your heart quite literally stops and Ron looks like a deer in headlights. You did not expect this pair to happen. You can hear Draco cackling in the back of the classroom as you whip your head around. “Shut it, you nitwit,” you spit at him as he continues to laugh. You grab all of your belongings and make your way to a back table as Ron follows. Draco is still laughing, so you waste no time, slapping him upside the head, him letting out an ow! as you do so. “Bloody moron,” you huff at him before plopping down at a table with a shy Ron next to you. It is awkward.

Slughorn calls out the last few partners before giving you the assignment for the day. After he finished speaking, the class is silent for a long beat before the small chatter beings. You turn to Ron and offer him a small smile which he nervously reciprocate. The poor bloke is afraid of me, you think too yourself. “-so-”

“-um-”

The both of you talk at the same time. “You go,” you insist to Ron.

He shakes his head. “No, no, go ahead, I don’t even know what I was going to say, something stupid probably,” he tells you. His comment makes you lightly laugh. You suggest how you should start the task given. “Yep, much smarter than what I was going to say.”

You laugh again, “I’m sure what you were going to say was not stupid, Ron.” You had him a few vials of liquids needed to craft this potion. He carefully takes them from your hands and you notice how he actively avoids touching his hands against yours as if they were poison. Your heart kind of sinks at this. Were you that intimidating to him? You start, “You know,” you grab a pair of gloves, “I don’t bite. I know other people in the school say otherwise, but I’m not that bad.”

Ron gives you a genuine smile and laughs, looking down as his feet. “I’m sure you don’t,” he tells you as you blush lightly. “I guess pretty girls scare me.” Your heart rate picks up at the compliment, gulping a little bit, not making eye contact, too scare to. This was so unlike yourself. Ron clears his throat, “Anyway, let’s start, shall we?”

Within thirty minutes, you and Ron have completed all of the assignments for today’s class. You still had thirty minutes left of class, but Slughorn comes over. “Everything looks right to me!” he exclaims with excitement. “Well done, Miss (Y/L/N) and Mr. Weasley! Since you’ve completed your work, I can dismiss you early from class!”

“What? That’s rubbish!” yells Draco from the other side of the room. You stick your tongue out at him before grabbing your things and thanking Slughorn for the great class.

You and Ron exit the class. “Job well done, indeed,” you laugh as you nudge Ron’s shoulder as he laughs. The two of you walk side by side down the hall. “Um, well, I guess I’ll see you around, Weasley.”

Starting to walk in the opposite direction, you hear Ron call, “Wait! Uh...” You turn around to see Ron behind you. “I have nothing to do for the rest of the day, and I was, um, do you wanna hang out by the Black Lake? I had snacks that I stole from the kitchen this morning.”

You cannot prevent the smile that forms across your lips. “Yeah, sounds fun.”

Ron’s lips form a cheeky grin. “Wicked.”

The two of you made your way to the Black Lake, making small talk here and there until you reached your destination. The both of you sat side by side on the grass as Ron handed you a bag of crisps from his backpack as you thank him for the snack. “So,” he starts, “this might be a weird question, but...why are you friends with people like Malfoy and Parkinson?”

You smile and lightly laugh at the question. “Draco and I are like siblings. He’s the brother I never had. When I got to Hogwarts, as hard as it may be to believe, I was really shy. I didn’t talk to many people and he took me under his wing. He helped me find my voice. I owe that to him. But that’s all that Draco and I are. Friends,” you stress, trying to express that you and Draco’s relationship was simply platonic. Ron nods. “Pansy on the other hand, she and I became friends because of Draco, but to be honest, she annoys me more than she does entertain me.”

This makes Ron laugh. “I thought I was the only one who found her dreadful,” he chuckles.

“What about you? Why are you friends with Harry and Hermione?” you ask him before munching on a chip.

Ron takes a deep breath in. “Like you said, Harry’s my brother. He gets me into deep shit, but he’s my brother.” You laugh at his passing joke, Ron looking at you out of the corner of his eye. “But seriously, Harry and I met on the train to Hogwarts. He and I have been inseparable since. Hermione, on the other hand, butt her way into Harry and I’s friendship. Again, she gets me into some deep shit, too, but here I am...The two of them are much braver than I am though, so I don’t quite understand why they think I’m a good addition to this team.”

You nudge his shoulder. “I disagree with that,” you speak truthfully. “You’re a Gryffindor! You’re like a lion,” you shimmy your shoulders, making him laugh.

“A little lion,” he retorts.

“More of a lion than I am,” you counter, making him blush.

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More classes like this came along. You and Ron partnered up and finished your assignment for the day early, escaping class to hang out by the lake, eat snacks, and clown around. The more time you spent with Ron, the more comfortable you were with each other. But most of your interactions were limited to Potions class and your Blake Lake encounters. Other than that, you hung out with different people, spend your free time doing different things. This made you both cherish your private moments more.

You sat by the Black Lake today, eating biscuits that your mom sent in a parcel to you. As you munched, you spoke, “The Yule Ball is coming up.” The mention of the Yule Ball makes the both of you tense. Neither of you had dates yet and you both secretly hoped the other wanted to go with each other. “You reckon you know who you want to ask?”

Ron munches on his biscuit quietly before swallowing. “Not really,” he lies through his teeth. I want to take you, Ron thinks. “What about you?” You shake your head no. I want to go with you, you think. “I’m sure you’ll have someone ask you, (Y/N). How could you not get a date? Look at you,” he tells you as you blush.

You wanted to scream at him to ask you. That you wanted him to take you to the Yule Ball so you didn’t have to go with someone like Crabbe or Goyle. But you don’t. You just sit and finish your biscuit. “I think I’m gonna head back,” you confess, not really wanting to stay any longer with Ron no matter how much you actually wanted to capitalize on your time with him.

As you rise, Ron watches you gather your things. You bloody idiot, just say it, he thinks to himself. Mustering up all of the confidence he has, Ron stands up and stops you. “(Y/N)?” he asks, stopping you from walking away from him. You look at the Weasley, waiting for him to say something. Anything. Ron takes a deep breath in and then says, “Go to the Yule Ball with me.”

Your heart flutters and the biggest smile appears on your face followed by beet red cheeks. Ron stares at you, relishing in how beautiful you look in this moment with kind eyes and rosy cheeks. “Okay. Yes,” you shake your head, making Ron smile wide.

“Brilliant,” he whispers, picking up his bag, walking back to the castle with you. “I’m glad you said yes.”

Nudging his shoulder, you tease, “Well, you didn’t make it a question, little lion.” Ron chuckles. “I would have said yes either way,” you admit.

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The Yule Ball rolled around and you were ball of nerves and excitement. You couldn’t wait to just go downstairs and see Ron and spend the evening with him. You looked at yourself in the mirror one last time, smoothing your hands over the satin crimson fabric of your dress. You smiled to yourself, you chose this dress mostly because of how beautiful it was, but also knowing it was the colors of Gryffindor. You wanted everyone to know who you were at the dance with. You were wearing these colors with pride tonight.

Before you made your way to the ball, you met up with Draco. “Wow,” he claps as you walk towards him, you rolling your eyes. “You look stunning,” Draco tells you as you smile.

“You look fine,” you shrug as Draco teasingly slapping your shoulder. “I’m kidding, Malfoy, you look great.”

Draco offers you his arm as you both make your way to the hall where the Ball was. “I never asked you,” Draco says, “who was the lucky bloke who asked you?”

As you turn the corner to the hall, there Ron was, dressed in a black suit with a jacket that was a smidge too big on him. Probably a hand-me-down from Fred or George. Regardless, Ron looked handsome as ever. Your heart thumped out of your chest when you saw him. “Him,” you whisper breathlessly.

Draco chuckles at first because he thinks you’re kidding. “You’re going with a Weasley?” he asks in disbelief. You ignore his snide comment, disjoining you from Draco, and you walk over to Ron. Draco turns to Zabini, “Did you know she was going with Weasley?” Zabini shakes his head. “What has gotten into her?”

Ron feels as if he may faint. You looked absolutely breathtaking in your dress of crimson, hair perfectly falling to frame your face. He felt like a fish out of water in his older brother’s old suit, but his thoughts were pushed aside when you approached him. “You are gorgeous,” he blurts, making you blush. “I can’t believe you’re my date,” he lightly laughs, grabbing your hand. “I’m the luckiest guy here.”

Smiling at the boy in front of you, you squeeze his hand. “I can’t believe you’re my date,” you confess. “I have the kindest, handsomest boy as my date to the Yule Ball.” Ron blushes a deep shade of red, almost matching your dress. “You want to go in, lion?” you call him his nickname. Ron nods and guides you inside to the ball.

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The Yule Ball was fun for the first hour and a half. But soon enough you grew tired of dancing and jumping around. Ron looked over at you and spoke over the music, “You wanna get out of here?” You don’t even have to answer him, you just grab his hand and start making your way out. “I’ll take that as a yes,” he laughs.

When you are outside of the hall, Ron tells you, “Give me one minute. I need to grab something from my room before we go. I’ll be right back.”

You watch him leave, a big smile on your face as you smooth out the material of your dress. This night felt nothing short of magical. Ron was a gentleman, making you laugh, dancing with you the whole night, making sure you were comfortable. He was perfect.

“You went to the ball with Weasley? (Y/N), you can do so much better,” Pansy laughs from behind you. “He’s a complete git.” Anger starts to rise in your chest. “You really could have anyone in this school and you chose the man who wears his brothers’ old clothes. He can barely stand up for himself, he has to let Granger fight his battles for him.”

“Will you shut it, Parkinson?” you snap. “Just because Draco didn’t ask you to the Yule Ball doesn’t mean you have to pick on everyone else’s dates because you are unhappy that you had to settle for Goyle. It’s not my fault that you get upset when people are happier than you. So how about this? Keep your opinions to yourself, because I can assure you no one wants to hear them. Not me, not Draco, no one.” Pansy’s face turns sheet white. “I like Ron. I think he’s brilliant. And I’m going to enjoy my night with him.”

The silence between you is deafening when you finish. Pansy just stares at you as you catch your breath from yelling at her. You hear someone clear their throat behind you. Spinning around, you see Ron behind you. You wished you could feel embarrassed right now, but you don’t. You just grab his hand and leave a shocked Pansy behind. “Merlin, remind me not to make you angry,” Ron diffuses the situation, brilliantly. You laugh at him before intertwining your fingers, leaving the Ball behind and escaping to your signature spot.

Draco leaves the hall and sees you leaving with Ron, hands clasped together. “Can you believe her?” Pansy asks Draco.

Draco just looks at Pansy. “I don’t care who she’s with. As long as she’s happy and they make her happy. That’s all you should care about too,” he speaks before walking away from Pansy with Crabbe and Goyle not too far behind him.

Soon, you and Ron arrive to Black Lake and sit beside each other on the grass in your ball attire, not caring if it gets dirty at this point. You look out at the lake as it shimmers in the moonlight. The night was beautiful. Just chilly. Ron immediately notices you shiver and without hesitation, he takes off his suit jacket and places it over your shoulders. “You don’t have to,” you insist.

“Yes, I do. Don’t want you to get sick now, do we?” Ron smiles at you, wrapping an arm behind you carefully as you lean into him.

The two of you sit in a comfortable silence, you resting your head on his shoulder as he lays his head on yours. “What did you have to grab from your room?” you curiously ask him.

You can feel Ron smile against your hair. “Reach into my jacket pocket. The left one.” You do so and pull out a small red rose. Its petals were lightly crushed from being pushed into his suit jacket pocket. You look up at Ron, eyebrows furrowed as if to say what’s this all about? “I wanted to get you a whole bouquet, but they wouldn’t have fit in my pocket,” he jokes as you laugh. “I like you, (Y/N). A lot. I like spending time with you and being around you. You make me happy. So, I wanted to ask you if you wanted to be my girlfriend?”

His confidence is palpable. You’d been rubbing off on him. He must have been rubbing off on you because there is a deep shade of red on your cheeks, you feel almost unable to speak. You finally find the words and say, “Of course I’ll be your girlfriend, Weasley.”

Ron smiles big and just gawks at you. “You’re my girlfriend now?”

“I’m your girlfriend,” you repeat as he laughs. “And you’re my little lion now.”

The two of you just look at each other for a moment before he speaks, “I’m going to kiss you...if that’s okay.” You nod your head and close the gap in between you two. The kiss is gentle and his lips are soft against yours. He kisses you like he is afraid of breaking you. His hand cups your cheek, pulling you in closer. You smile lightly into the kiss before pulling away slowly. “Bloody hell,” he whispers, inches from your face. “I’m so glad that this went better than I expected,” he admits as you laugh at your boyfriend.

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jadedxrealityw · 4 years

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-Common Room- Draco Malfoy x Female Reader

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Request: Hey if you're taking requests I have this cute fluff thought about non Slytherin reader visiting Draco in the Slytherin common room for the first time and being absolutely mesmerized by all the creatures that swim by the windows in the Black Lake and Dray thinking it is something mundane but also thinking how his girlfriend is the most adorable person in the world while being captivated by those creatures

Kody- Ooo this seems so wholesome. I love it! Also i love the nickname Dray for Draco, so i’ll add it in for ya! I added a bit of extra sweetness in it cause im e x t r a

Warning: The fluff!

House: Hufflepuff for all our softies!

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you were fidgeting with your sleeve of your yellow sweater. Waiting outside the Slytherin common room was slightly nerve wracking. Not that you were scared or anything. Okay just a little. You hear a clicking noise and turn to see the portrait open, revealing a very grim Draco Malfoy.

but as soon as he saw you a smile graced his lips. “Y/n, your here. Lovely” he grabs your hand and pulls you into the hall, you take a couple steps and look around the room. So this was the Slytherin common room? It was empty at the moment, but you were too fascinated to care.

your hand slowly lets go off his as you walk around looking at the dark interior. It was so much different from your common room. You run your hand along the wall. feeling it’s rough texture on the pads of your fingers “woah” you breathe by. Draco was standing behind you admiring your curiosity with an amused grin.

you turn to look at him with a wide smile��“this is so cool!” a small giggle leaves your throat. Draco chuckles at your excited grin and struts over to you. He wraps his arms loosely around your waist. “I’m happy your happy, love” you smile at his kind words and watches as his eyes close and leans into kiss you.

you lean in as well, about to close your eyes when you see a window, looking outside it you see water! and a turtle! You pull away from Draco and rush over to the window, pressing your hands against the glass. The Slytherin boy opens his eyes and blinks a couple times “What the hell?”

he turns and sees you poking at the glass, trying to get the sea turtles attention. He lets out a deep sigh, a small smile forming. You were just too cute. You watch the turtle swim away and wave “I forgot that the Slytherin common room was practically underwater. That’s so cool!” you squeak.

Draco makes his way over and stands next to you. He shrugs his shoulders while looking at the water “Eh- i’m used to it” you chuckle and push his shoulder “Well i’m not and i find it amazing. All the fish and stuff” you smile brightly. He snickers and looks over at you “Fish and stuff huh?”

you roll your eyes and stick your tongue out at him “You know what i mean” you turn back to the window and watch as another turtle swims by. Draco takes the opportunity to grab your chin, your face flushes a light pink as he leans in. You smiled, leaning in as well.

just as your lips were about to connect you spot a small mer-person well mer-child at the window on the other side of the room. You duck under Draco’s arm and slowly approach the glass. Draco leans into nothing and almost falls, he opens his eyes and sighed “Bloody hell Y/n”

the mer-child looked just as curious as you were of it. You smile sweetly and wave slowly. It repeats your actions and you giggle. “Hi” you speak softly. The mer-child tilts it’s head before bubbles come out it’s mouth making you laugh. You watch as the mer-child turns around and spots what you think is it’s parent.

it waves to you before swimming away. “Bye!” you exclaim even though it most likely couldn’t hear you.

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Draco watches you feeling his heart thump widely. ‘Damnit Y/n why are you so curious?’ he thought. In all honesty, throughout the months of dating and getting to know each other. He had never mustered up the courage to say the L word. He didn’t know how to express his feelings well.

you were a lot of his first. HIs first date, girlfriend, kiss, and now love, but he didn’t know how to tell you that. It was just so hard because you could barely stand still for more then one minute and even if he did get the time as soon as he saw your bright curious E/C eyes, he was a nervous wreck.

he snaps back into reality when he sees you walking over “Sorry, it was just so cool to see the mer-people and this room. It’s just so, different. Like the Hufflepuff room is yellow and bright, also kind of smells like cookies, but that’s because we bake a lot” you laugh nervously.

he nods a small laugh coming from him. You did sometimes smell of sweets and baked goods. “and this place-” you start, walking into the middle of the room and spinning around “- is so dark and mysterious. Oh! and you get to see fish outside your windows! I love it!’ you laugh and throw your arms in the air.

you stop spinning and turn to face Draco “Ooo. What’s your favorite fish you’ve seen outside the window!?” you ask excitedly.

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“I love you”

Draco’s grey eyes widened like saucers. ‘I did not just say that!’ he felt his pulse quicken. He was terrified. What would you think of him? Was it too soon? Oh merlin, he couldn’t believe that he just blurted it out like that, like- like- a idiot. Oh no, he was just like Ron Weasley! ‘Can the world swallow me up now?!’

you on the other hand had froze in place “That’s not a fish” you blurt out of nervous. He looks away from you and puts his face in his hands, crouching down “That is definitely not how i wanted to tell you” he groans in frustration. He stands up again and gives you sympathetic look. “I am so sorry Y/n”

you look at his nervous state and found it quite, cute? People were right, Hufflepuffs definitely had Slytherins wrapped around their fingers. You gather up a bit of your courage and walk over to him. “Draco, it’s alright” you say and grab his much larger hand.

he looks down at you, his eyebrows furrowed and his face scrunched up a bit. It made your heart tug a bit “I love you too” you say a smile forming on your face. You watch as Draco’s eyes light up and he leans down quickly and kisses you with the much needed passion. “Finally” he mutters.

you laugh between kisses as you realize you had been dodging his kisses all afternoon. He pulls away, grabbing your face in his hands “Damn, you have no idea how long i’ve wanted to say that to you” he sighs and begins to kiss you again. You couldn’t help but giggle “I think i have some idea actually”

“say it again” he says randomly and you laugh “say what-” “-say you love me again” he says quickly. Laughing again, you nod slowly and look him in his eyes. “I am in love with you Draco Malfoy” you say slowly, watching the boy in front of you melt into a pile of mush.

you both heard the portrait open “Oh i guess i have to leave” you say and and start to let go of him, but he tightens his grip. He takes your hand and begins to lead you to the boys dorms “Draco where are we going!” you exclaim as he drags you along.

“I’m not done hearing you say you love me so you’re going to say it all night long” he says in a tone that you couldn’t decipher. Your face flushes harshly

“Draco, what does that mean!”

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Kody- lmao i hope you guys enjoy this one i liked writing it so much! Anyways, peace.

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theshatteredrose · 7 years

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What are some potential cute facts about these boys? What are some nicknames between them?

Oooh boy, you’ve open a Pandora’s box now~ Going to be under read more because holy shit is this thing LONG. I mean, even I’m surprised by it all. Good god, there’s 9 pages worth of info here. I’m not exaggerating D: It just kept coming. And there is a lot I haven’t divulged because of fanfic reasons. Christ…

So, anyway, without giving away too many potential spoilers, here we go~

Drayce;

Thinks of everyone else first, so doesn’t understand (or sometimes even acknowledge) when someone tries to care for him or flirt with him with romantic intentions. The former he is gets better at, understanding that people want to help him the same way he helps others

The latter is still foreign to him (Zohar eventually wins him over though~)

He makes nicknames/titles up for nearly every one of his guild. Regardless if they ask him to or not

He loves all animals and loves eating any kind of food, so often visits Ramus to let him cook something for him because he knows how much the prince enjoys it.

Enjoys talking about legends regarding treasures

He cares so much for others that he often does things on his own (such as tracking down a treasure) if he thinks they have better things to do or the situation could prove too dangerous

He gets annoyed at others if they try to do things on their own though

He first doesn’t remember his twin brother because of a spell used on him :( but he feels in his heart that something is missing

He is often referred to as “Dray”

Blayke;

Tries to act cool, calm, and collected, but is a wild boy at heart and while he scolds Drayce for his seemingly recklessness, he is right there beside him through it all

Has a bit of a short temper but he doesn’t rage at anyone. He makes sure not to say things to hurt anyone’s feelings.Drayce’s best friend, not-blood-related brother. They’ve been friends since 12 years old

He gets called “Blaykie” by Drayce, usually when they’re arguing and Drayce is winning. Annoyingly to him, Drayce wins their arguments a lot…

Has a soft spot for anything feline, so Koyla’s ears are just too darn cute sometimes…

Has a weak stomach when it comes to matters of carving up meat

Adores his sleep and will get pissy if his sleep is disrupted

Ashton;

Claims to be a scholar who works with Drayce’s dad (who is the older dragoon and a treasure hunter too) but has secrets regarding protecting Drayce from certain…potential antagonists.

He acts as the house-keep of the guildhouse Drayce inherits, and the one who issues out the quests to the guild.

He knows more about Drayce than Drayce does about himself

He cares greatly for others and has the innate ability to know if they will be able to handle a quest or not.

He is first friends with Shashi but soon develops romantic feelings for him

His nickname is “Ash”.

Runihura;

Tries to act like a cold, cool reaper, but is really a softy and hates hurting people

Though his memories of his past is foggy to him, he’s well emotionally balanced and doesn’t seemed all that phased by his lack of memories

He does get weepy though if he thinks he hurt someone with his oversized scythe

He’s a sensitive soul, really, and a sweet boy. He initially didn’t want to be a reaper, but stuck with it because he was proven useful to Drayce and the others

Thinks the golems of the first stratum are adorable and he wants one

Favourite food is moon apples, so he was willing to fight that monkey to get to his precious moon apples

He is the one who caught all the chickens and glad took home one as a pet. He calls it Sassy as he is adamant the hen has a feisty personality

His nickname is “Runi”

Salim;

Feisty, energetic, and far too eager to launch into a fight. All Drayce needs to do is to point at the target he wants Salim to fight and he heads off without question

Will fight anything if necessary to protect his guild. And because he loves a good wrestle

Best friends with and protective of Tokala and knows his hidden secret/class :3c

Only eats meat. He has to be held down and forced to eat anything that doesn’t contain meat. Even if it’s the only thing left, he’d rather starve!

Hates wraiths and graveyards, so the third stratum is his worst nightmare

He screams bloody murder when scared and loves manically when excited in battle

Doesn’t get the whole ‘romantic date’ thing. Chemistry? Attraction? Dating? Bah! Friendliness and comfort because ‘chemistry’

Drayce often refers to him as “Sal” and Tokala endearingly calls him “Sally”

Faelen;

The youngest of the guild and the most naïve. He wants to be a big explorer/adventurer, but he’s a little too naïve

Loves going on adventures but feels guilt-ridden should anyone get hurt while they are adventuring with him

Everyone is protective of him and won’t let him see anything devastating or heart wrenching

His pet wolf is called Makya and likes to curl up on the floor in front of the fireplace with his wolf and sleep

Doesn’t like the dark and will sit close to the campfire should he be camping in the labyrinth overnight. He’ll also huddle/cuddle with others if he’s nervous or uneasy. He does this subconsciously, though

Sees Drayce as an older brother and wants to help him with his treasure hunting quest

His nickname is “Fae”

Caelem;

Tries to act grumpy, but he’s a good, valiant boy who is eager to help others

Expert hunter, he also doesn’t know his own strength and often picks people up without a second thought

Has sensitive hearing, which is handy in the labyrinth unless there is a high-pitched or other loud sound that renders him withering in pain. Also bad when he happens to overhear something he shouldn’t

Adores attention and affection. He’s a cuddlier alright and loves having his ears scratched. He gets jealous of Blayke’s attention to Koyla’s ears

Loukas likes his ears though. And he gives him good head pats

He often cuddles with Kamali, especially if there is a storm as he doesn’t like storms

His nickname is “Cael” or “Callie”

Tokala;

He is Salim’s dedicated cheerleader, more than happy to cheer for him on the sidelines

He prefers cooking over fighting, so gets along great with Ramus. He also knows all of Salim’s favourite foods~

Super sensitive sense of smell. Good for finding food, bad if there is an overly pungent smell that can render him ill and in pain

Actually has the knowledge of a powerful treasure’s location, but because of “Certain Reasons” he can’t tell Drayce. Not yet~

He’s a hugger – he will jump on someone’s back and hug them around the neck. First this was startling, but everyone quickly got used to it.

His favourite person to hug, though, is Salim. And he loves it when Salim actually picks him up and sit him on his arm

He and Salim will eventual become a couple, but they are very innocent and affectionate~

His nickname is “Kala”

Kyrell;

Can sleep literally anywhere. All but standing on his feet. All he needs to do is find a place to sit down and can be out like a light in a matter of seconds. Much to the envy of his guildmates

Can talk to the dead, which is unsurprising :p But he finds them super chatty, so blocks them out most of the time

Has three wraiths he can call upon, but the one simply called Crow is one wraith that is with him constantly

Tends to have “selective hearing”, meaning he only listens when he’s interested. Crow pecks at him if he’s not paying attention

He’s looking for someone who is dear to him (spoiler – it’s Rhain, Drayce’s twin brother~)

His initiation into necromancy was violent, but Rhain had given him a reason to live (and he has a partnership with Crow)

He has a darkly humorous side and isn’t above using his wraiths to frighten the shit out of someone should they disrespect him or his guild

Nickname is simply “Ky”

Kamali;

Because of an overwhelming psychic ability forced upon him at birth, he is skittish, meek, and vulnerable

He constantly seeks refuge in the peaceful and kind auras of his guildmates, so he often sneaks into bed with them to find peace and comfort. Though surprising at first, the others have gotten used to it

Thunderstorms unnerve him with all the extra electricity and such in the air, so he hides with Caelem whenever there is a storm

Has a close friendship with Loukas who is helping him with his psychic abilities

He is Shashi’s younger brother who is also helping him with his above average psychic skills

He doesn’t have a name for his abilities – it’s a mixture of things that leave him confused and often times overwhelmed to the point of fainting. He’s trying to reign them in, though, as he wants to be helpful and useful

He is another person the guild is greatly protective of

His nickname is “Kam” or “Kammy”

Shashi;

His full name is Shashikiran but he prefers Shashi (which is a good thing as Drayce can’t properly pronounce his full name anyway)

Kamali’s older brother and very protective of him, though also encouraging. He wants Kamali to enter the labyrinth as he knows it will help him in the long-run. That’s not to say he’s not tagging behind to make sure he’s ok~

Is able to read ancient literature and has powerful mana detecting abilities. His room/residence is filled with ancient scrolls and books – like a mini maze of sorts. Others get lost, but he finds everything he needs/wants without trouble

Though he has trouble understanding Earthlain procedures and beliefs. Doesn’t comprehend why the number of cycles he has done around the sun is of any relevance to anyone

Because of that he will ask sometimes embarrassing or thought-provoking questions out of the blue or at times where he really shouldn’t. Questions involving questioning the norms of human nature or why a person would act the way they do even if it’s detrimental to them

Interested greatly in spells and alchemy

He is first drawn to Ashton because of his energy and aura, but as he spends time with him and come to understand him, he feels a soul attraction with him, one he doesn’t fight~

Other than Shashi, he also gets called “Shasha” from time to time

Fiorello;

He’s older than he looks. Appears young and adorable, but is secretly manipulative and has a sharp wit

He is overly protective of his guild and guildmates, more than willing to fake cry in public to get himself or his guild out of trouble. Poisoning others isn’t beneath him at all :D

Wasn’t initially looking to join a guild, but after encountering Drayce and seeing that he genuinely needed him for his healing knowledge rather than his cuteness, he joined the guild

Likes being carried around on his guildmates shoulders, but only his guildmates are allowed to do that. Anyone else will be poisoned

And he’ll cut anyone who makes fun of his height

He’s still a dedicated healer, though, and quite knowledgeable with materials from the labyrinths. He won’t test new medicines on his guildmates though. That’s what the general public is for

He’s honestly a sweet, adorable brounii. Just to certain people~

Nickname is either “Fio” or “Rello”

Chandra;

His full name is Chandrashekhar, but prefers Chandra (again, a good thing as Drayce can’t even come close to pronouncing his full name)

Very level headed, genuinely calm and collected; even in the face of danger. His ability to keep a cool head is envied by many

Also his ability to keep smiling and calm no matter what often pisses off a lot of people – not that it concerns him at all. He is often accused of being on some kind of calmative drug, but he’s not

Exceptionally easy going; very little fazes him. He is even rather encouraging of Zohar courting Drayce, even giving him a few tips and pointers

He is also interested in the magical aspect of materials of the labyrinth. He often works with Fiorello to create potions and tests them on random outsiders to see what they do

Has seer abilities, so believes heavily in fate and destiny. He believes it was fate that brought him to Drayce and his guild

Zohar;

He is surprisingly an old fashion romantic and has declared bluntly to Drayce that he wishes to court him

His courtship of Drayce is actually a big deal to him because of “Fanfic Reasons” and Drayce is the first person he’s encountered that actually intrigues him

He is very focused and not easily swayed, so Drayce’s reluctance to accept his courtship doesn’t deter him. He will continue to be romantic and attentive, and wait until Drayce is ready

He is very understanding of Drayce, especially when he goes through “Fanfic Plot Points”, truly wanting him to find happiness and confidence of himself

He only had one meaning in life as a necromancer before he met Drayce

Drayce affectionately refers to him as “Zoe” at times. But mostly he is Zohar because that is a name he had chosen for himself and Drayce likes it as it is

Yes, when they do get together they will be very affectionate

Loukas;

Comes from a longline of psychic Celestrians, so his abilities to have prophetic dreams and simply ‘know’ things aren’t new to him. Annoying, but nothing new. He honestly finds his talents to be a hassle

Doesn’t sleep much because of his ability to have cryptic/prophetic dreams. A terrible insomniac, he can literally go days without sleeping

A foul-tempered deadpan. Yes, that’s right. He doesn’t have time for unnecessary bullshit of others. Get to the point or get lost

He can also be a bit snarky if the situation calls for it. A commentator of sorts, gladly pointing out the stupidity of others. But once he becomes a member of the guild, he’s only snarky to outsiders. To his guild, he’s surprisingly attentive and accepting

Also has a soft spot for fluffy things. Caelem’s ears are one of them. Fortunately for him, Caelem adores a good ear scratch and head rub

Has great night vision, and is also very sneaky, so secretly enjoys sneaking up on people in the dark, scaring the hell out of them

He gets the nickname “Louie” from Drayce, but hates it

Koyla;

Acts confident and snooty, but is really a scaredy cat who wishes to be accepted and to be cared for

Because of “Fanfic Reasons” he is deaf in one ear, which shatters his confidence further, but his guildmates are working hard with him to help boast his self-esteem and to come to terms with his impairment

Loves a good ear scratch as well, so once he becomes a member of the guild, he will approach any guildmate that is sitting down and rest his head on their lap to have his ears rubbed. This is thankfully acceptable amongst his guildmates

Can be quite clingy and afraid of being alone. He needs to have someone within sight at all times or he’ll suffer from a panic attack

He didn’t get much love growing up, but he gets it in spades with his guild~

Gets affectionately called “Koko”

Mabuz;

By first appearance he is a self-centred asshole with the villainous voice. But as one has probably guessed, that is just a façade he has to wear for “Fanfic Reasons”

He is exceptionally loyal to others, especially Rhain, and will put his life on the line to ensure their safety

He is also very protective, again of Rhain, but Koyla, Runihura, Sarkis, and Liam for, once again “Fanfic Reasons”Is exceptionally good with animals and doesn’t eat meat, preferring fruit and bread

Has no interested in material things or money, though he will gather those things for another if needed

He’s really a good, soft-hearted boy with an unfortunate start to life. He will get all the attention and affection he deserves, though~

Liam;

The only son to a noble family, but was cast out because of false rumours and lies, and taken in by a greedy family :(

Declares himself Blayke’s rival, but that’s just a front really to hide his insecurities…and suicidal tendencies

Though he is polite and always smiling, he has a dreary outlook on life because of “Fanfic Reasons”

He learns genuine happiness when he joins the guild and as he looks back over his life, he is frightened by how suicidal he was

Blakye becomes his friendly, supportive rival to help with his self-esteem and they become good friends

Knew Andre from childhood but were forcibly separated. Andre never stopped looking for him, though, even as Liam gave up on life. Though he did hold the smallest bit of hope in his heart that he would see Andre again one day

He and Andre will eventually start a relationship and Andre will shower him with all the love and affection he needs and deserves

Sarkis;

Faelen’s cousin but were raised together by their grandmother (who was a well-known rover) as brothers

Appears dismissive and mute, hiding half his face in his scarf. But he’s really just insecure and has a hard time communicating with other people because he doesn’t know what to say most of the time

He can be a bit competitive, though, which Drayce encourages to a certain degree to help him come out of his shell

Though he acts as if it annoys him, he does appreciate the guild’s protectiveness toward hims. Especially after Fanfic Reasons

Has the unfortunate tendency to sleep walk, and sometimes crawling into the other’s bed. He is mortified in the morning, though the others aren’t concerned

Tries to do things on his own because he’s afraid of screwing up in front of people

He does like getting piggy back rides, though he buries his flushing face into the person’s shoulder

Hates the cold. Absolutely hates it. He also hates the taste of fish. Any fish in any dish. He can smell fish a mile away

Palash;

A bit scatterbrained at times and a complete bookworm. He has the habit of walking around while reading, which often results in him becoming lost. He even does this in the labyrinth, which forces Drayce or another to sometimes carry him

Utterly blind without his glasses and has several spare pairs in his bag and eventually around the guildhouse

Loves books so much that he will use one as a pillow or have one lying over his face as he sleeps. He can’t sleep comfortably without a book nearby

He has the unfortunate habit of laughing almost manically when he’s nervous. And he gets nervous a lot

He will latch onto the leg of the nearest person when he’s scared. And when he ventures into the third stratum, he stays clinging to his teammate’s leg, not letting go until they leave that god forsaken stratum

Faelen lets him ride on the back of Makya, which he enjoys. He doesn’t like riding on his tall guildmates’ shoulders, though; far too high for him!

Can be easily bribed with sweet things, though

Nickname is “Pal” or “Pally”

Japhia;

Extremely clumsy, seemingly tripping over nothing. Mostly because of his hair over his eyes. He has perfect vision, but insists on having his hair over his eyes. Never says why.

He also has a terrible sense of direction. Seemingly able to get lost in his own room. Doesn’t bother him, though, as getting lost is simply fate’s detour. Or something. That’s his excuse anyway

He’s from the same Brounii village as Chandra and they set off to visit Iory at the same time, but Japhia, naturally, got lost

Seemingly has a bottomless pit of a stomach – can literally eat anything without getting ill. A cast-iron guts, he claims

He claims a lot of things, really, but no one knows if they’re true or not because he never elaborates on any of his claims

Gets the nickname “Jappa”

Rhain;

A caretaker and mother hen – everyone else comes first without exception. He would gladly give up the shirt on his back for another. All he cares for is the safety and well-being of others; he never thinks of himself

He is also rather vulnerable in a selfless way

He doesn’t have a set class, he takes on a role that is beneficial for the sake of others. Roles that were also forced upon him by another

Specialised in dowsing, his uses his psychic abilities to pinpoint areas of interest on maps even if he’s not within the labyrinth at the time

He and Drayce were forcibly separated when they were 11 years old and while Drayce doesn’t remember him, he remembers Drayce. And is adamant that the man that took him will never learn of Drayce’s existence

He’s a very soft and gentle person who will eventually be reunited with Drayce and Kyrell, but not after a fair bit of Fanfic Reasons~

Andre;

Purely coincidental that he looks similar to Salim – they complement each other on their good tastes in looks and style, though

Was once a guard to Liam’s family, but left in disgust when Liam was cast out of the family by the lies of a relative. He has been looking for him ever since

Extremely protective of Liam and is furious that the bubbly blond he knew as a kid has turned into a suicidal, insecure teen

He quickly pledged his life to Liam, though, and has vowed to make Liam happy and enjoy life once more – and to keep him away from his petty noble family

Though he prefers not to fight and looks for the peaceful way to anything, he will not hesitate to beat the living shit out of anyone or anything to dares to antagonise or threaten Liam or his guild

Can’t cook to save his life – burns everything he tries to cook, which often leads to him standing away from the fireplace in the labyrinth just in case the food that is being cooked spontaneously combusts or something

Gets the nickname “Andy” which unreasonable pisses him off for some reason. He doesn’t even know why

Whew, and that’s all of them so far. The ‘official fanfic’ characters at least. Let me know which ones you finds interesting~

#Etrian Odyssey #etrian odyssey 5 #angelward guild #long post #I prattled too much probably

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Ramblings: Draisaitl, Bjorkstrand, Kuemper, Tatar, & Assessing Binnington’s Future

The Panthers have officially hit the wall. They could only ride Jonathan Huberdeau and Aleksander Barkov for so long. Those two were on the heater to end all heaters the last month or so. Alas, all good things come to an end. And for my finals' opponent (who owns them both plus Keith Yandle) it couldn’t have come at a worse time.

The Panthers were smacked around 6-1 by the Habs on Tuesday. Tomas Tatar scored two goals and added an assist, Carey Price stopped 33 and the Canadiens moved to within a point of the first Wild Card.

Florida was officially eliminated from contention.

Tatar has been a godsend off the bench for many squads this month. The 28-year-old has 10 points in 12 March contests – nine of which have come at even-strength. His 57 points in 75 games represent a new career-high. All the metrics are right where they need to be. This is a rejuvenated player who should be capable of posting 55-plus again next season.

Speaking of the Panthers, Roberto Luongo didn’t dress in this one but recently had some words for reporters about his future. The gist of it is he’s unsure. To me, that speaks volumes. The 40-year-old's decision to hang them up holds massive implications for the Canucks.

If you recall, he was signed to a monster 12-year deal that found a sneaky way to circumvent to old CBA by front-loading the dollars. The current CBA slid in the recapture penalty that forces the Canucks to eat a big stinky sock’s worth of cap if he decides to retire early. Seems fair, eh? Penalize something that was technically legal when it happened. I know a lawyer or three who would have a field day with this in any other setting.

Here’s how that looks if Bobby Lu retires early:

Here’s what I think of it:

I maintain that it will be absolute bullshit if the league actually punished the #Canucks for the Lu deal if he retires early.

The deal was legit at the time. The change came after.

Plus, who remembers that 1st NJ was supposed to give up in the Kovy fiasco?

Yeah, exactly.

— /Cam Robinson/ (@Hockey_Robinson) March 27, 2019

I guess we’ll have to wait and see if he simply finds a way onto LTIR to collect his cheques and save his former club.

Sergei Bobrovsky is showing up when it matters most – for his squad and for his fantasy owners. The Blue Jackets’ netminder rattled off his second consecutive shutout on Tuesday evening. This time making 26 stops to blank the Islanders 4-0.

Much has been said about the pending unrestricted free-agent and the likely anchor of a contract he may sign on July 1. Well, the two-time Vezina winner has been near the top of the heap for the last three months. Stretching back to the beginning of February, Bobrovsky is 14-7-0 with six shutouts and a 0.930 save percentage make. He’s had a few clunkers mixed in there, but the overall theme is positive.

He remains a tier one guy heading into 2019-20 – especially if he finds himself on a contender next fall.

Cam Atkinson (1+1) and Matt Duchene (0+2) led the way for CBJ. But Oliver Bjorkstrand looked strong as well. He tallied his 17th goal of the season and peppered six shots on goal. He has three goals in his last four games.

#MARCH26 #NYIvsCBJ 3rd period Oliver Bjorkstrand (17) 3-0 #CBJ pic.twitter.com/A0utd0E0Vk

— John Smith (@NJviDs) March 27, 2019

The 23-year-old has seen his production dip in his second full campaign, but with Artemi Panarin all but gone this summer, he’s in line for a major uptick in deployment.

You’d be wise to take a long look at him in drafts next fall.

Reports came out on Tuesday that Hurricanes prospect and Hobey Baker finalist, Adam Fox will return to Harvard for this senior year and test unrestricted free agency in August 2020. This is a big blow for the Hurricanes who targetted Fox in last summer's blockbuster trade with Calgary. It's great news for all the teams in search of a young, super offensive right-shot defender though.

Fox will have plenty of suitors next summer.

In another 4-0 affair, the Sens defeated the Sabres. Both these teams are pretty bad so I’m going to just leave it at that. Okay, maybe a bit more. Thomas Chabot recorded two assists in this one. 52 points in 64 games for the sophomore blueliner is… nutty. He’s the real deal.

Evgeni Kuznetsov tallied three helpers, Alex Ovechkin scored his 49th, and Braden Holtby made 27 stops as the Capitals defeated the Hurricanes 4-1. Nicklas Backstrom finished this one off with an empty-netter to give him 70 points on the season. He joins and surpasses, some lofty company with that point.

Burying an ENG, Nicklas Backstrom ties Mike Gartner for the 2nd most 70+ point seasons in @Capitals history & Henrik Sedin for the 3rd most such campaigns by a Swedish player in NHL history (8)

— StatsCentre (@StatsCentre) March 27, 2019

Backy remains one of the most underappreciated stars of this generation. I like him for 70 more next season too.

The Oilers dropped a touchdown and two-point conversion the lowly Kings in one of the late games on Tuesday. Connor McDavid and Leon Draisaitl each had four points. McDavid went the 1+3 route to set career-highs in assists (73) and points (112). Meanwhile, Drai scored the hat trick and added an assist. His 46 goals sit second behind Ovechkin with a handful of games left on the schedule for each team.

Draisaitl now has 99 points on the season. Just think, the Oilers will have two 100-point scorers on their team and be NOWHERE NEAR CONTENDING. As my good buddy, Jason Botchford says, It takes an army.

Jon Quick allowed five goals on 11 shots. He doesn’t even look like an NHL goaltender anymore. Turns out netminders who rely on reflexes and desperation saves don’t age well. Who’d have figured?

Chicago and Arizona met on Tuesday with real playoff implications. The Yotes came into the evening two points back of the Avs for the final Wild Card spot. The Blackhawks sat five back – technically still in it, but we all know they aren't.

Darcy Kuemper continued to be a rock for the desert dogs. He made 31 stops for his fourth shutout of the campaign. This season could've easily been a write-off when Antti Raanta went down in November. But thanks to Kuemper, Arizona has a legitimate shot at some playoff revenue. He's posted a quality start in 34 of 51 outings, while his 0.924 save percentage on the year is fourth amongst regular starters.

His value lies at this moment, as we won't be seeing him earn this amount of starts next year. That is unless we see a team make a play for the 28-year-old via trade. He makes 1.8 million next season before hitting unrestricted free agency.

The late game featured two more non-playoff teams as the Ducks visited the Canucks. While the players are trying to win games, each fan base is rooting for regulation Ls.

Sam Steel scored a hattrick through two periods of play and was buzzing throughout. He has four points in the two games since being recalled. The 21-year-old has had a strong first professional season. He’s hovered around the 0.8 point-per-game mark in the American League – no easy feat for a youngster, and now appears to be finishing the year off on a high note with the big club.

Personally, I prefer Troy Terry between the two young Ducks’ forwards, but Steel has a nice set of skills and should slide nicely into a top-six centre position; potentially as early as next season.

The Ducks took this one 5-4 after the Canucks scored two late third period goals.

Obligatory Elias Pettersson highlight.

Pettersson lays out Sam Steel with the reverse hit#Canucks pic.twitter.com/U9rQ2gzGal

— Ryan Biech (@ryanbiech) March 27, 2019

Let’s talk about Jordan Binnington for a moment. For years, the Blues have swung wildly with the tides of mediocre goaltending. Jake Allen, long pegged as the goaltender of the future, became the goaltender of now. It started out so promising.

As a 24-year-old, Allen came in and posted a 0.913 save percentage in 37 games back in 2014-15. He followed that up with a 0.920 over 47 contests in 2015-16. The ball was officially given to him in 2016-17 and he rewarded the organization with a 0.915 in 61 games – including a 54 percent quality start rating.

Since then, things have not been so rosy. Over the next 103 contests, the now 28-year-old has a 0.905 save percentage and has made a habit of blowing up and giving up softies. He’s been a clear Achilles heel on a team that on paper should be a contender most years.

Enter Binnington. Well, not exactly. Heading into 2018-19, the expectation was for Ville Husso to make a play to peel starts away from Allen. Huuso had produced spectacular numbers in the Finnish Liiga and followed that up with a 0.921 over his first 60 AHL contests. He had the size (6’3), pedigree, and recent production boxes all checked off.

Personally, I had Husso ranked very high amongst goaltending prospects and fully expected him to make some noise this season. Conversely, Binnginton was a bit undersized and was shipped off to Providence to get starts because he couldn’t push Husso out of the crease in San Antonio.

What has happened since is nothing short of miraculous. We know the story, Binnington has arrived and has slammed the door shut on many an evening. His .930 save percentage trails only Ben Bishop for goalies with at least 20 games. His 68 percent quality start mark also sits second in the NHL.

His 0.942 mark at even-strength leads all netminders by six points.

It’s been nothing but gravy in Missouri for the Ontario-native. So what the hell do we do with this heading into drafts next fall? We can’t pencil this guy down for 45 wins and a Vezina, that would lunacy.

Is he Andrew Hammond or Devan Dubnyk?

If I’m being completely honest, I can’t say. I can say that he’s been producing these metrics in a somewhat reasonable manner. He’s making clean saves, controlling rebounds like a veteran, and recovering from tough goals and outings. Those are traits I love to see. It doesn’t hurt that he has a decent defensive core in front of him and a team that has found their mojo. There’s little reason to expect the Blues to fall back off that cliff early next season like they did this year.

If I’m sitting down to draft a one-year league next fall, I’m pencilling Binnington into a tier two position. I feel that’s as aggressive as anyone should be. We’re constantly burned by the masked men, that drinking the kool-aid too quickly will send you on a not so welcoming trip.

Follow me on Twitter @Hockey_Robinson

from All About Sports https://dobberhockey.com/hockey-rambling/ramblings-draisaitl-bjorkstrand-kuemper-tatar-assessing-binningtons-future/

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-Opening Up- Draco Malfoy x Female Reader.

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Request: Hi could you do a draco x reader where she's his girlfriend who is afraid of commitment and takes time to open up to him? But gradually they work through it together and all that. Most fics are of draco being afraid to be vulnerable so I think this would be a pretty good change. No pressure if you don't want to do it. Thanks love :)

Kody- I’m t e r r i f i e d of commitment so this should be easy. Gonna add some extra extra for plot, but you already know. I will also be recreating the same fight i had with my actual S/O except for Draco doesn’t suck.

Warning: Uh commitment issues, possible cursing, child neglect, Draco being a sad boy.

House: Slytherin hiss hiss.

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“Wait your dad refused to feed you?” your friend said in a hushed tone. You look around nodding slowly and wipe your remaining tears. Yeah your dad didn’t exactly like the fact that you were a witch. Called you a sinner and whatnot a refused to acknowledge your existence.

“It’s whatever” you shrug, used to the neglect by now. “Shouldn’t you like- Tell Draco? He is your boyfriend” they suggest. You shake your head quickly, fear bubbling in you. “No. Last time i told my significant other about my dad they used to to control me. You know that” you rush out.

Your friend sighs, leaning there head back. “So please don’t tell him” a pleading look was present in your eyes. “Draco isn’t like the last person. Sooner or later you have to open up to him.” you knew they were right, but it was just too hard for you to handle at the moment.

“please just let me handle it- what are you looking at?” “Isn’t that your boyfriend coming over?” your friend asked. Turning your head to the right you see the platinum blond boy indeed walking over to you, causing your heart to thump against your chest.

Your friend sends you a wink before turning on the heels of there feet and walking away. The sly Slytherin places his hand on the wall above your head, signature smirk plastered on his face. “Hey darling-” his face falls as he notices your puffy eyes “Have you been crying?”

shaking your head, you muster up a smile “Oh yeah sorry. I hit my foot on the edge of the door. Really hurt i guess” you blurt out. ‘wow, i’m getting better at excuses’ his grey eyes study your expression, seemingly trying to find anything that would raise suspicion. “Is your foot alright?

giving him a nod, you smile reassuringly. “Yeah it’s fine. Thank you for worrying though. You big softie” you push his shoulder lightly. He rolls his eyes, grabbing the hand that pushed you to interlock your fingers. A pink hue dusted your cheeks as he raises up to kiss your hand softly “Good”

“i have to head to charms, i’ll see you later Dray” you speak softly. He pouts for a moment before letting your hand go. “Okay, i’ll see you at lunch darling” he nods and presses a quick kiss to your lips before he watches you walk away from him, his smile falling. ‘Why are you lying to me Y/n?’

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you take a seat next to Draco, placing your bag on the floor next to your feet. “Hey Y/n” Pansy says giving you a small smile which you return kindly. You watch as the food appears on the table. You grab a serving spoon and began to place food on your plate. “How was charms?” Draco asked suddenly.

you pick up your fork and shrug “Pretty normal. Except for Neville Longbottom making his chair levitate” you chuckle and Draco does as well as he begins to eat. As you were about to take a bite you feel someone tap lightly on your shoulder.

you turn around to meet the gaze of professor Mcgonagall. You smile politely and she does as well “Ms. L/n, can i speak with you for a just a moment?” she asked and you nodded slowly, feeling the eyes of your Slytherin friends boring holes into the back of your head.

she smiles and walks away from the table. Without looking at Draco, you stand up and follow her. She stops a few feet away from the table and pulls out a piece of paper. “Now, from what you told me about your situation with your father. Dumbledore is willing to have you stay at school until the end of your 7th year”

you raise a brow and cross your arms a bit uncomfortably. “what about my dad, won’t he like, come looking for me?” you say and the professor nods slowly “You want nothing to do with him, correct and have no other family?” she asked, repeating what you had told her in a previous conversation.

you nod and she smiles lightly “We’ll simply send someone to obliviate his memories of you. No one should have to go through what you do.” she says and you give a bright smile. “thank you professor” you thank her and she nods before walking away.

you unfold the paper and it stated that your new legal guardian would be snape since he was head of your house and over breaks you would stay at Hogwarts or at his residence. It seemed fine to you, anything seemed better than your actual father.

folding the paper back up, you slip it into your robe pocket and head back over to the Slytherin table. Taking a seat next to Draco again, you notice his stare on you “Yes?” you say and he gestures to your robe “What did Mcgonagall give you?” he asked and you shrug.

“I forgot my Transfiguration notes in her class so yeah” you say quickly. Draco eyes you up and down like before before smiling lightly “well look at you being forgetful” he teases. You roll your eyes, nudging your shoulder with his “yeah yeah whatever” you say and he leans over to press a kiss to your temple.

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you chewed your nail nervously as you stared at the students getting on the train. You were so screwed now. It was the last day before break and Draco knew how strict your dad was and wanted you home each break. Now you stayed at Hogwarts so you see the problem, right?

you haven’t thought of a good excuse yet so while you were waiting you were thinking as well. “Y/n? Where are your things?” you hear someone ask from behind you. ‘shit’ you face the confused pale boy with a nervous smile “I’m staying at Hogwarts for break. My dad is busy”

“but your dad has never let you stay for break in the seven years i’ve known you?” Draco questions. You sigh and shrug your shoulders “i don’t know” he narrows his eyes and grabs your hand, leading away from the crowd of people. When he stops, he looks down at you with an intimidating stare.

“do you not trust me?” you look up at him and shake your head “I do trust you Dr-” “-no you don’t. Y/n you hide stuff from me. All the time” you could hear the slight anger in his voice beginning to rise and so does he. He takes a step back and takes a deep breath.

“Draco. It’s just hard to talk about some things” you explain and he scoffs. “You tell your friend everything about yourself and leave me in the dark. Y/n i’m your boyfriend. I’ve shown you the worst parts of me. My father being a death-eater and my insecurities. Why can’t you do the same!”

you sigh and use your hands to rub your face in frustration. “I’m glad you can open up to me like Draco. I really am, but i’m not like that. I’ve done the whole trusting thing and you know where it got me? Being emotionally manipulated for months!” you watch as Draco’s face falls and he looks at you with a frown.

then that frown turns into a scowl “Who?” “What who Draco?” you question and he waves his hand “who did that to you? Does he go here cause i swear to merlin i’ll kick his ass” he fumes with anger and you roll your eyes “Draco, calm down. It’s not that serious”

“Of course it is Y/n! They made you uncomfortable to tell me anything! I want to be there for you when your at your worst and they screwed it up!” He shouted and you watched as his anger fueled him in every word. “Draco i-” “You want to know the first thing i thought when i met you?”

you blink a couple times before nodding your head “I’m going to marry this girl. I had never even talked to you and i knew i wanted to be with you for the rest of my life. Y/n i love you. I really do, so please talk to me” he pleads. You could see tears forming in the corners of his grey eyes.

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you finally had seen that Draco wasn’t the guy that was going to use anything against you. All he wanted to do was love you and be with you for the rest of his life. So you told him about your dad and you staying at Hogwarts. Draco ended up cancelling the break with his parents and stayed with you.

you two had grown closer at you felt at peace with him. The wall of uncomfortableness had been broken down by the sly Slytherin and he couldn’t be happier that you finally opened up to him. You also told him you loved him to and that you were sorry that it took so long to say.

he didn’t care. He said “I would wait years if i had to” while holding your face with both of his hands. You smiled brightly and grabbed his green tie. You pulled him into kiss you tenderly and of course he responded quickly. He kissed you deeply as he cradled your face in his hands.

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Kody- ahhhhhh. Yeah i still have commitment issues and wished this had ended the way it did for me, but eh whateves.

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