#adrian pucey smut

[lilyswh0re]

after - adrian pucey

date: july 22, 2022

summary: the aftermath

note: second part to strings. race and apperance isn't mentioned but y/n uses she/her

warnings: a couple swear words

a/n: two posts in one day is crazy for me. Ameila is giving Murray from ST hehe. The grammar is correct this time because I wrote this on my computer instead of my phone like i normally do. Also I learned how to do the keep reading break

tags: @limerenze @loverssfevers @ghostofscarley @dayangestre

Come morning time, y/n was alone again. Alone with hardly any recollection of what happened a few hours ago. Instead of breakfast, the families opted for brunch, which y/n had walked into. 

“Sit!” Her father encouraged her. The only open seat, unfortunately, being across from Adrian. While she didn’t remember exactly what she said, she knew it wasn’t nothing. He was so passive this morning it almost hurt to watch them interact.

“Toast?” He offered her the plate.

She nodded and took a half slice, “Thank you.”

“We’re going down to the beach later.” Adrian’s mother informed them. Y/n just nodded.

Y/n’s mind was still on last night, everything was in place but it wasn’t right. Amelia–Adrian’s oldest sister–seemed to notice too, as she could not stop giggling into her tea cup. 

Adrian wasn’t kicking or pushing her, he was being awfully gentle. “Orange juice?”

“Sure, thanks.” It was becoming unsettling, not just for her but for everyone else at the table. Their mothers were overjoyed by the sudden change, as their lifelong dream of their children being together might actually occur.

“DId you have fun last night, Y/n?” Amelia asked. Y/n’s eyes went to the side to look at her before turning her head to respond.

“Yea, I might go out again tonight.”

“I bet, let me know so I can join you. You should come with us, Ade.”

“I’m still tired from last night.”

“Didn’t sleep well?” Amelia pouted.

He squinted at her to stop, “No, not really.” He hadn’t slept at all. He couldn’t believe he pushed Y/n away completely. She had been around for so long, put up with all of his antics, or so he thought. Truthfully, she put up with it because she had to but she would complain about it every chance she got.

“I’m going for a bike ride before we leave,” Y/n stood up from her seat. She went up to her room to change and to review what could have possibly happened to prompt Adrian’s sudden sickly sweet behavior. Staring at the posters on the ceiling, she fell back into her bed. 

They went to the party, that part she remembered clearly but as the drinks rolled in, her memory faded. Adrian brought her home, she got in bed, she told him that she hates him- SHE TOLD HIM THAT SHE HATES HIM. Her palm came down to her forehead. 

Stupid, stupid, stupid. 

She meant it though. All Adrian had ever done since third year was terrorize her and her friends. He wasn’t that 11,12 year old who wanted her to help him with transfiguration. He was now the 16 year old who flirted with girls he knows Y/n doesn’t like. He was the 16 year old who did everything in his power so Y/n couldn’t be able to bring home any boy who wasn’t him.

There was a knock on her door. “Come in.” It was him.

“Hey.”

“Hi.”

“You still wanna go on that bike ride? You’ve been up here a while.”

“Yea, I’m gonna go in a bit. You’ve been acting weird all morning.”

“To be fair, you were asleep all morning, it's past noon now.” Adrian smiled. It faltered when he realized you didn’t find it amusing.

“Adrian?”

“Yea?”

“Why are you like this?”

“Like what?”

“Like this! You’ve spent the past three years doing everything and anything to make me mad, to get under my skin. And then you act like you’re the picture of innocence!”

“You make me a jealous mess, Y/n! I’m sorry I’ve pushed your boyfriends off their brooms and hex them whenever they’re away from you!”

“You’re not entitled to me!” “I know that.” His voice was barely above a whisper. His head dipped back against the door frame.

“Just because our mothers want us together doesn’t mean it’s going to happen.I told you that as long as you treat me the way you do, I won’t go out with you and I meant it.” Her voice was firm but even if it had been wavering, Adrian knew it to be true.

He nodded and left.

Not long after, Amelia slipped in, giggling as she had been during brunch. “Lovers quarrel?”

“No.” Y/n pulled her new shirt down, “Your parents and my parents aren’t arguing.”

“Oh I know that. I was talking about you and Adrian.”

“We aren’t lovers and will never be.”

“Whatever you say.” She slipped out as smoothly as she slipped in, only her head was still inside the room, “Your brother and I have a bet, don’t let me down.” She winked.

“Get out. Amelia!” She chucked a pillow at the door.

Y/n rushed out herroom to the backyard, hoping no one else wanted to give their unwanted opinion. She got a running head start before hopping onto her bike.

“Bit mad, huh?” Her brother called out.

“Shut up, asshole!” The wind carried her string of insults to him as Y/n peddled away.

At the beach, the families set up a good distance from the water. Y/n had no intention of getting in the water so soon. So when she was asked to join a game of volleyball, she agreed almost instantly.

Adrian, on the other hand, got into the water as soon as he put his stuff down. He almost didn’t even realize when one of the boys wrapped his arms around Y/n to fix her form. He wouldn’t have noticed if it hadn’t been for his youngest sister who pointed it out. 

“Ads, who’s that with Y/n?’

“Just a friend.” He dove in, making Annabelle, who was on his shoulders, shriek at the cold water. 

They didn’t speak the entire time at the beach, until the very end.

“Adrian, can you please tell Y/n it’s time to go?” Her mother asked. Although he didn’t want to, he nodded and made his way towards her.

“Y/n, we’re leaving.” Adrian kept his distance from the pair. She turned to look at him as he stuffed his hands in his pockets and looked at the shining waters.

“Bye,'' she said softly to the other boy. 

The car ride home was full of chatter and laughter but Adrian was miserable. Though Y/n was doing much better than him, she also wasn’t doing amazing. 

Amelia leaned into her, “Why the long face? New boyfriend wasn’t adequate?”

Y/n scowled, “He’s not my boyfriend and he was…fine. And it’s his last day here before he goes back to America so…”

“Huh seems you were robbed of a summertime romance.” Amelia leaned back in her seat.

“I don’t want anything with him! He was just fun to talk to!” Y/n whisper yelled. Adrian whipped his head back to look at them and accidentally made eye contact with Y/n, who quickly turned to look out the window.

“Ah to be young and dumb,” Her brother sighed. He laughed at the thud from Y/n kicking his seat.

“You’re three years older than me dipshit!”

“Language!” One of the adults called out.

The rest of the summer continued like that. Barely any acknowledgments between the two.

They were now in their sixth year and Adrian had been made headboy. Y/n now found herself in an empty compartment, waiting for her friends to arrive. Adrian stepped inside, sitting in front of her. “Look, I know I’m a total arse to you and you will never date me but if we could just be friends.” 

Y/n looked at him for a moment. He was being sincere, something that wasn’t very common towards her. She nodded, “Friends.”

Maybe even more but all in due time.

[michwritesstuff]

Harry Potter Masterlist

all posts contain individual warnings/notes! * indicates smut/sexual activity mentioned so minors DNI!

Fred Weasley

*Dating Fred Weasley

Can We Always Be This Close? Forever and Ever. Part I Part II

Sweets

Ron Weasley

*Firewhisky Dances

Draco Malfoy

*Dating Draco Malfoy

*Don’t You Want To

Oliver Wood

*Dating Oliver Wood

Adrian Pucey

You’re Not So Bad

Mattheo Riddle

Loved You In Secret

I’ll Wait Patiently

Theodore Nott

Just Want To Be With You

[lenaeclipse777]

so high ☆ mattheo riddle x f!reader

summary: you bet mattheo that you can out-smoke him at a slytherin party and he doesn’t believe you.

a/n: characters are 18+ also not proofread, so sorry if there's mistakes :)

warnings: suggestive flirting, making out, smut at the end, bets, smoking (obvs), reader smokes, dr*gs, drinking, swearing, general party theme lol

it was a saturday night, and throughout hogwarts castle, teachers slept, house elves cleaned the halls, and younger year students slept peacefully in their common rooms. all was quiet, except for the slytherin common room.

music blared from the enchanted speakers that enzo and pansy had gotten from hogsmeade earlier in the week, and firewhiskey shots were being passed around by the “bartender” who was really just adrian pucey sitting behind one of the tables in the room.

you watched from one of the plush couches as draco and blaise danced around each other, laughing and singing, already hammered off of a mix of weed and alcohol. theo was also with them, not nearly as hammered, but laughing at them and singing along to the song that was playing.

“and i thought these two couldn’t get any more ridiculous.” a voice said from behind you, and you didn’t have to turn around to know who it was.

“hi mattheo,” you smirked, not looking back at your best friend. “let them be, it’s your weed they’re zooted off of.”

his arms came to wrap around your shoulders as he leaned in behind you, lips tickling your ear as he whispered so only you could hear.

“i barely gave them any, they split a joint between them.”

finally, you turned around and gave the boy a smile.

“there’s no way that’s true matty, i’ve smoked your joints before and that is not what happens at all.”

he smirks at you and comes to sit down on the couch next to you. his arm goes back up around your shoulders as he leans closer to you.

“oh yeah? and what exactly happens when you smoke my joints love?” his tone is suggestive as he raises his eyebrows at you and gives you a teasing wink.

your cheeks redden, and you can tell he notices by the way his grin widens and he shuffles a little closer to you on the couch.

he’s challenging you, and you know it by the way he’s looking at you, his dark brown eyes boring into you, waiting for an answer.

two can play at this game.

mattheo may have been a flirt, but so were you.

he takes a sip of his drink as you shoot him a sweet smile, “oh you know, the usual, maybe a little spacey, a little relaxed, a little horny.”

you say the last part quietly so only he can hear you, and his eyes go wide as he chokes on his drink, coughing. you watch as it’s his turn to get flustered. he recovers quickly though, and before you know it he’s pulling out two joints from behind his ear.

“is that so?” he says, his tongue running against his bottom lip slowly as he looks at you.

“yeah, and you know what matty?” you start to slowly lean closer to him, your hand softly brushing up his arm.

his eyes flicker down to your lips and it's his turn to blush as he shifts slightly in his spot on the couch. flirting isn't uncommon in your relationship with the boy, but it's days like these when mattheo has already had a little bit to drink, and you're looking a little too good in your party outfit, that he thinks that maybe, just maybe, he'll be brave enough to make a move.

he lets out a breathy chuckle. "what darling?"

you lean even closer so that your lips are almost against his ear. "i bet you anything that i can out smoke you, right here, right now."

the hand that's still on his arm slides up to his left ear where two already rolled joints are resting. you snatch them up as he processes your words. you're already off the couch and laughing as he finally recovers and gives you a dark stare- not unkind, but something that you can't quite place.

"anything?" his voice is low, challenging you. "because i could think of a lot of things i want if i win."

"oh yeah? like what riddle?"

he gets off the couch and motions you to follow him through the common room doors. "come with me to the astronomy tower and we'll see who can really out smoke who." he looks back at you with a shit-eating grin. "and when i win, i get to ask you one question, and you have to answer truthfully. if you don't i'll know."

you laugh again at that. "ok matty, you're on. but if i win," you reach over to run a hand through his hair, your small hand finding his larger one in the darkness of the hallway. "you have to do my history of magic essay for me, and my potions notes."

mattheo shoots you a quick grin. "you're on princess."

the nickname makes your cheeks flush, and you thank merlin that the hallway is dark enough so he can't see how flustered he makes you.

it's around 12:30 by the time you arrive at the astronomy tower, and mattheo sparks the first joint with a quick incendio. your joint is between your lips and you're about to pull out your wand to light yours as well, but mattheo beats you to it.

"let me princess." he holds up his wand and lights yours up with ease. you flush again. that has to be one of the sexiest things he could have done. i might just let him win at this point.

"thanks matty." you say softly. he's leaning against the rail of the tower, and you step to join him. your arms are brushing against each others as you finish your first joints.

half an hour passes and you continue to try and out-smoke each other, giggling and becoming more chatty with each drag. by the time you're 2 joints in you have to call it quits. anymore you were going to green out, and you really didn't need to have a panic attack on top of one of the highest points in hogwarts.

"alright matty, you win, there's no way I'm having another one tonight." you have a genuine smile on your face as you tilt your head to look at him, joint still hanging off your pink lips. mattheo thinks you might be the prettiest girl he's ever seen. he looks away from you before you catch him staring, and sparks up another for himself.

"i knew you couldn't beat me darling, but you did get pretty close." he's looking at you with a smug smile and you just want to kiss it off his perfect face.

"shut up mattheo," you laugh good-naturedly at him. "i guess you get to ask me your question now. i promise to answer 100% truthfully."

you take a small step closer to him as you speak, and you are so close to each other now, that you can feel the heat radiating off of him.

"hmm let me think," he puts his hand on his chin in mock thought. truthfully, he knows exactly what he wants to ask you, but it's so fun to watch you squirm as you wait for him.

"ok here's my question,"

he pauses to flick the butt of the joint off the astronomy tower, and in one quick swoop, his arm is around your waist, pulling you flush against him. you look up at his brown eyes and see as confident as he looks, there's still a faint tint to his cheeks.

he speaks softly, "if i kissed you right now, would you kiss me back?"

your heartbeat speeds up and your arms come up to wrap around his shoulders. a loving smile spreads across your face as he awaits your answer.

"why don't you kiss me and find out?" you whisper leaning in.

a wide grin spreads across his face and he takes no time in pressing his soft lips to yours eagerly. you kiss him back with the same eagerness, and one of his hands stays on your waist as the other sinks down to caress your backside. the kiss gets deeper and more enthusiastic as you open your mouth a little to let his tongue slip in. you let out a soft moan and grab the back of his hair to give it a tug.

it's his turn to groan as he pushes you up against the railing of the tower. you and mattheo only pull away for the need of air. you're both panting as you pull away and smile at each other. the weed in your systems makes every touch seem so much more intimate, and you never want him to let go of you.

"if i knew you were going to kiss me like that, i would've dragged you up here sooner." you (half) joked as mattheo leaned into you to suck lovebites onto your neck.

his head was still buried in your skin as he answered you. "i don't think i'll ever be able to not kiss you again princess." his voice was needy, and you could feel the growing bulge in his pants. "i've wanted to do that for so long," he confessed quietly, pulling his lips away from your skin.

"me too baby."

the pet name made him drag you into another heated kiss, your hands finding their spot right on the top of his belt buckle. you could feel him against you, desperately searching for some relief.

"need a little help matty?"

he groans as he nods his head, leaning in to kiss you again. you waste no time in unbuckling his belt and watch as his pants fall down around his ankles. his hands are already reaching up your skirt, pulling your panties to the side as he slips two fingers into your awaiting heat.

"so wet for me princess, can't wait 'till my dick is in your perfect pussy."

his lewd words make you moan into his mouth, along with his expert fingers, pumping in and out of you. you can't wait anymore, and you pull down his boxers to let his dick spring free. you pull away from the kiss to look down at his throbbing member. he was the perfect size, tip flushing red as it leaked precum. your hand reached down to swipe it off, as your hand pumped him. his head was thrown back and his eyes rolled back into his skull, his voice heavy with lust when he spoke.

"gods princess i need to be inside of you right now." he pulled his fingers out of your soaked heat, looking at you for permission to enter.

you nodded at him and dragged him closer to your body. "fuck matty, i need you so bad."

he didn't need to be told twice, as his hand reached down around his cock, and pressed into you. you both moaned at the way he was stretching you out, the pleasure like nothing you've ever felt before.

"holy shit."

mattheo's swore as he thrust into you, moaning and whispering praises into your ear. "such a good girl for me princess, you feel so good."

"fuck mattheo, don't stop, i'm so close baby." you moaned. his cock was hitting the perfect spot, making your vision blurry.

"you take me so well baby, never gonna want anybody but you."

his thrust got harder as you clenched around him. the familiar heat in your stomach was white hot as you clenched even harder around his thick cock. "i'm coming matty, oh merlin." you moaned.

"yeah princess, come on my cock, i wanna see your pretty face when you do it."

his words were too much as you came around him. he groaned loudly as he felt you come, and his thrusts got sloppier and rougher. you could tell he was close.

"you fuck me so good matty," you panted. "come inside me baby, i wanna feel you."

that was enough to send him over the edge, and you could feel the thick ropes of cum release inside of you as he fucked you through his orgasm. you were both panting as you came down from your high together. he reluctantly pulled out of you and pulled his pants back on.

you smiled at him and leaned up to give him a quick kiss. "that was so good matty."

he still had a bit of a dazed look in his eyes as he stared at you.

"matty?" he was just staring at you, and you were getting nervous that he regretted it.

"can i be your boyfriend princess? i promise to treat you right." the genuine tone in his voice made you grin widely, as you kissed him again, this time with more passion.

"of course you can mattheo, as long as i can be your girl."

"you can be mine for as long as you want me to be princess, i love you." his hand caressed your cheek softly as you both smiled at each other.

"i love you too mattheo, more than you ever know. and who knows? maybe one day i'll actually out-smoke you."

he laughed and shook his head at your teasing. "i don't know darling, if i get to fuck you like that everytime, i'm definitely not letting you win."

"oh you're on riddle."

[sweety-clemintines]

Fred Weasley

Smut 18+

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I was trying to quietly tiptoe into the apartment above the shop. Why might you ask, well its midnight and I promised Fred that I would be home at 7 for a date night.

So in other words I'm in deep shit.

I slowly turn the door knob of our bedroom and look inside, it's pitch black I can't see anything so I quickly drop my stuff by the door and walk to the bed.

Weird, the beds empty I feel around and Fred's not here.

Standing by the bed with a confused expression on my face I wonder where he could be when all of a sudden a voice startles me " hello darling finally decided to grace me with your presence."

I whip my head around and there he was shirtless in dress pants barefoot and a mad expression on his face.

"My god Fred you almost gave me a heart attack!" I say while breathing heavily "I'm so sorry I wasn't able to make it they kept me in later because fucking Adrian Pucey can't do his damn job right plus th-" In the moment of rambling on I didn't realize fred came up to me so he smashed his lips against mine.

He broke the kiss. "Strip" he commanded "what?" " I said strip." I thickly swallowed and started to strip until I was only in my underwear.

He gave me a raised brow and pointedly looked down at my underwear, I went to reach to pull them of but he stepped forward and ripped them off of me. I gasped "Fred"

"Quiet princess the sounds I want coming out of you tonight are moans and obviously the common screams I get out of you".

he picked me up and lied me down on the bed as we started to passionately make out. He slowly started to trail his kisses to my jawline and right up and beneath my right ear emitting a small moans out of me.

"I'm disappointed princess I had prepared such a wonderful dinner" he whispered into my ear.

" I'm sorry Freddie but I owled you that I wouldn't be able to make it." he apparently didn't like that answer as he moved his head to look down on me.

" that's not a good enough excuse love" he said. " well what was I supposed to do they needed me" I said with a slightly raised voice, he raised a brow

"Don't go having an attitude on me now because your just gonna make your punishment worse dear" I look at him slightly wide eyed " you can't punish me I haven't done anything wrong"

Instead of giving me a reply he took a tie from the bed side table and tied my arms to the head board. "You did nothing wrong huh? Well darling before I get to the punishment let me just eat this attitude out of you".

I go fully wide eyed at his words then he starts to kiss down my body. He reaches my right boob and starts sucking on it, giving small bites an soothing it with his tongue, while he's focusing on my boobs I squirm and give off light moans.

Right after he's given equal attention to both tits he kisses down my body while leaving little light hickies here and there.

And one he reaches my pussy he gives a kiss right above my clit and I buck my hips so that his mouth can reach it but he reels his head back with a shit eating smirk and wraps his hands around the tops of my thighs.

And starts eating me out with a ferocity that sends my head back, back arching, and moans tumbling out of my mouth.

Sucking, nibbling, licking, and kissing my clit and my legs are already shaking, he pulls his head back and his thumb is now circling my clit in the most perfect way that makes me shut my eyes.

"Look at you shacking and I've barley begun, so sensitive, so sweet, and all mine" he says while rubbing up and down my thighs.

"Now will you say sorry for coming in late like daddy's good little girl?" He says with a smirk and a hint of amusement in his eyes.

I shake my head no and he runs his Tongue over his teeth while his mouth is closed and reaches to the side and grabs a pillow and puts it right under my ass and goes down and continues.

But this time he's shoving his Tongue inside of me while his nose keeps on bumping my clit while my mouth hangs open.

He puts my legs onto his shoulders and shoves his head deeper between my legs and the sound that came out of me was porn star worthy.

My hands are starting to feel numb against the tie and my legs are shaking on his shoulders.

He wraps both arms around the tops of my thighs making sure I don't move away.

And I would question if he can breath breath but with him practically making out with my pussy my mind goes dumb.

"F-fuck f-fred" I moan and my eyes roll to the back of my head.

"I-im so close f-fred" and with that he pulls away lets fully go of me before I cum. I whine and thrash in disapproval but he over me raising himself by his arms that are on each side of my head.

"Did you really think I was going to let you cum so easily? Oh no darling your going to have to apologies like the good little girl you usually are so will I get my apology or do I have to edge a couple more times"

I quickly shake my head no and apologies " I'm so sorry Freddie I didn't mean to be late please let me cum ill be good" I notice his breathing getting a little heavier

"Good girl now was that so hard" he kissed my cheek and untied the tie but before I can question it he flipped ne around and pulled on my hips so my ass was up and pushed on my back so my face down.

" let's see it's midnight now and you were supposed to be here at 7 let's count 7,8,9,10,11,12 that's six, so six spanks on each of your cheeks before I fuck you." My eyes widened.

He palmed my ass cheeks and said "count" and he spanked "1"

"2"

"3"

"4".......

"7".....

"10"...

"12" I finally said with tears streaming down my face. " such a good girl taking her punishment so well just for me isn't that right" he said while soothing down my red ass by palming and kissing them gently, I nodded catching my breath.

He flipped me over and gave me a kiss on my forehead "now my good girl deserves a reward" and before I realized he took of his pants and boxers he slammed into me making me gasp and arch my back.

He started going at a slow and maddening rather that made me whine and squirm for more " Please more" I said barley above a whisper.

And without another word he started hammering into me but switches rather every so often which results in my mouth being hung open, my eyes either being screwed shut or rolling to the back of my head, and my legs slightly shaking while I run my hands down and up his back.

I look at Fred and his mouth is open while his eyes are focused on my tits which slightly bouncing up and down at every thrust he makes and I can tell his eyes are tempted to close in pleasure.

He grunts and moves my legs to his shoulders and goes faster and faster and fucking faster hitting the right spots that make me don't know what to do with myself. I hear Fred mumbling incoherent words like "princess tight" "my good yes" "fuck darling pussy" .

He reaches down and stats to quickly rub my clit with a ferocity that makes my back arch further and head to be thrown back and eyes cross for a second.

"Fuck- my pretty girl so fucking gorgeous" he moaned as his thrusts got impossibly faster. "Fuck Freddie l-l'm gunna cum" I moaned.

"Cum, I want to see that pretty face you make when you cum all on my cock" a high pitch moan came out of me and I came with my legs shaking, hips vibrating and eyes screwed shut in the waves of pleasure that were rolling through me.

"Fuck" Fred whispered before he stilled and came. We both went limp and he let go of my legs so they would fall back to the bed. Fred snuggled his face in between my breasts and we both tried to catch our breathes.

"You feeling good princess" he said kissing my cheek l nodded and kissed his forehead with a lazy smile.

"Let me get us cleaned up before we go to bed" he picked me up cleaned ourselves up and went into a night of fabulous sleep.

[dhr-ao3]

[Podfic] Rosemary for Remembrance

[Podfic] Rosemary for Remembrance https://ift.tt/qbzlTcr by PaperCraneAudiobooks A post-war, slow-burn, enemies to lovers Dramione story about healing, redemption, and second chances. Featuring a full cast of your favourite snarky Slytherins. Podfic of Rosemary for Remembrance by rubber_soul02. Words: 21, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: F/M, M/M Characters: Draco Malfoy, Hermione Granger, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Neville Longbottom, Adrian Pucey, Theodore Nott, Pansy Parkinson, Daphne Greengrass, Minerva McGonagall, Blaise Zabini, Kingsley Shacklebolt, Ginny Weasley, Narcissa Black Malfoy Relationships: Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy, Daphne Greengrass/Adrian Pucey, Harry Potter/Ginny Weasley, Theodore Nott/Blaise Zabini Additional Tags: Post-War, Angst, Fluff, Slow Burn, Enemies to Lovers, POV Hermione Granger, hermione is messed up from the war, Eventual Smut, POV Third Person, Romance, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Explicit Sexual Content, Explicit Language, Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Healing, Post-Hogwarts, Happy Ending, Enthusiastic Consent, draco isn't too soft, Tattoos, no beta we die like women, Fluff and Angst, Personal Growth, Dark Mark, Idiots in Love, HEA, Good Slytherins, A bit toxic, Flourish and Blotts, Banter, Podfic, Podfic Length: 15-20 Hours, Audio Format: M4B, Audio Format: Streaming, Audio Format: Download via AO3 works tagged 'Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy' https://ift.tt/2FsGU7B April 10, 2024 at 12:34AM

[satansapostle6]

Characters I Write For

Please message me with any ideas/requests! I need ideas(short fics or series)

Mostly write for fem!readers. I can write fluff, angst, smut, etc. If I’m not comfortable with something I can let you know

Character/Actor List

Favorite Characters/Actors To Write For

Draco Malfoy, Weasley twins

Jesse Pinkman

Paul Dano characters

Josh Hutcherson characters

Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Castiel

Damon Salvatore, Silas, Klaus Mikaelson, Kol Mikaelson

Rodrick Heffley

Bellamy Blake

Ezra Fitz(should probably make it clear I don’t condone)

Ian Duncan(Community)

Charlie(It’s Always Sunny)

Luke Castellan, Percy Jackson, Annabeth Chase

Finnick Odair

Tommy Shelby

Killian Hook

Paul Dano

Klitz(The Girl Next Door)

Dwayne Hoover(Little Miss Sunshine)

Edward Nashton(The Batman)

Calvin Weir-Fields(Ruby Sparks)

Brian Wilcox(Fast Food Nation)

Joby Taylor(For Ellen)

Nick Flynn(Being Flynn)

Josh Hutcherson

Peeta Mellark(The Hunger Games)

Mike Schmidt(FNAF)

Josh Futturman(Future Man)

Devon Bostick

Rodrick Heffley(Diary of a Wimpy Kid)

Jasper Jordan(The 100)

Cillian Murphy

Tommy Shelby(Peaky Blinders)

Dr. Jonathan Crane(The Dark Knight)

Neil(Watching the Detectives)

Christian Bale

Patrick Bateman(American Psycho)

Bruce Wayne(The Dark Knight)

Breaking Bad

Jesse Pinkman

Jane Margolis

Saul Goodman

Harry Potter(Golden Trio Era)

Harry Potter

Ron Weasley

Hermione Granger

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Ginny Weasley

Luna Lovegood

Neville Longbottom

Draco Malfoy

Pansy Parkinson

Blaise Zabini

Theodore Nott

Daphne Greengrass

Adrian Pucey

Terence Higgs

Harry Potter(Marauders Era)

James Potter

Remus Lupin

Sirius Black

Lily Potter

Severus Snape

Regulus Black

Lucius Malfoy

Narcissa Malfoy

Bellatrix Lestrange

Arthur Weasley

Harry Potter(Fantastic Beasts Era)

Newt Scamander

Queenie Goldstein

Leta Lestrange

Percy Jackson

Percy Jackson

Annabeth Chase

Luke Castellan

Thalia Grace

Jason Grace

+ Gods

Criminal Minds

Spencer Reid

Aaron Hotchner

Emily Prentiss

Derek Morgan

JJ

Penelope Garcia

David Rossi

Elle Greenaway

Cat Adams

Megan Kane

Supernatural

Dean Winchester

Sam Winchester

John Winchester

Mary Winchester

Castiel

Charlie Bradbury

Rowena McLeod

Adam Milligan

Lucifer

Ruby

Jessica Moore

Gabriel

Benny Lafitte

Bela Talbot

Jo Harvelle

Ellen Harvelle

Gilmore Girls

Lorelai Gilmore

Christopher Hayden

Luke Danes

Logan Huntzberger

Jess Mariano

The Hunger Games

Peeta Mellark

Katniss Everdeen

Gale Hawthorn

Finnick Odair

Johanna Mason

Haymitch Abernathy

Pretty Little Liars

Aria Montgomery

Spencer Hastings

Emily Fields

Hannah Marin

Mona Vanderwaal

Alison Di Laurentis

Jason Di Laurentis

Ezra Fitz

Toby Cavanaugh

Jenna Marshall

Caleb Rivers

The Vampire Diaries

Damon Salvatore

Stefan Salvatore

Katherine Pierce

Elena Gilbert

Jeremy Gilbert

Bonnie Bennett

Caroline Forbes

The Originals

Klaus Mikaelson

Elijah Mikaelson

Kol Mikaelson

Rebekah Mikaelson

Freya Mikaelson

Hayley Marshall

Marcel Gerard

Davina Claire

Twilight

Edward Cullen

Bella Swan

Alice Cullen

Jasper Hale

Rosalie Hale

Emmett Cullen

Victoria

The 100

Bellamy Blake

Octavia Blake

Jasper Jordan

Shameless

Fiona Gallagher

Lip Gallagher

Carl Gallagher

Frank Gallagher

Mandy Milkovich

Kevin Ball

Veronica Fisher

The Bear

Carmy Berzatto

Sydney Adamu

Richie Jerimovich

Suicide Squad

Harley Quinn

Rick Flag

Blackguard

Once Upon A Time

Emma Swan

Regina Mills

Killian Jones

Rumplestiltskin

Robin Hood

Ruby

Hades

Community

Jeff Winger

Abed Nadir

Annie Edison

Troy Barnes

Ian Duncan

It’s Always Sunny In Philadelphia

Charlie Kelly

Dennis Reynolds

Dee Reynolds

Mac

Cricket

House MD

Greg House

Robert Chase

James Wilson

Lisa Cuddy

Parks and Recreation

Ben Wyatt

April Ludgate

Andy Dwyer

MCU, Marvel

Steve Rogers

Tony Stark

Natasha Romanoff

Bruce Banner

Wanda Maximoff

Loki Laufeyson

Peter Parker(Holland, Garfield, Maguire)

Gamora

Peter Quill

Scott Lang

Steven Strange

Jessica Jones

Wade Wilson

DC CW

Oliver Queen

Barry Allen

Felicity Smoak

Laurel Lance

Sara Lance

Malcom Merlyn

John Constantine

Leonard Snart

Ray Palmer

Caitlyn Snow

Julian Albert

Rip Hunter

10 Things I Hate About You

Patrick Verona

Cameron James

New Girl

Jess Day

Nick Miller

Schmidt

Other Characters

Charlie Kelmeckis(Perks Of Being A Wallflower)

Jesse Eisenberg Characters

Dr. Who(10th Doctor)

Will Probably Add More

[loneamaryllis]

WIP Wednesday

Thanks for the tag @racfoam! <3

Tagging anyone who wants to do it!

Have an excerpt from Precious Horcrux, I guess? I'm always working on several WIPs, but the two other ones are right in the middle of a smut scene, so...

"Ah, Harrie. How was your day, my dear?"

Such a domestic, banal question. For a crazy instant, Harrie imagined a world where she would answer, "It was wonderful, sweetheart", and went to sit in Voldemort's lap. Lucius would have a heart attack. Possibly Voldemort as well, from being called sweetheart. It wasn't what he wanted. He wanted 'master' and 'lord' and Harrie getting on her knees.

"The usual. How was yours?"

"Progress was made," he said.

"Could you be more vague?"

His eyes flicked to Lucius, who shifted in his seat, perhaps uncomfortably.

"Tell Harrie what you've told me," Voldemort said.

"The Puceys have seen reason and have agreed to join our cause. They've accepted the new regime, and are eager to contribute to the glory of our great enterprise."

Puceys. There had been an Adrian Pucey on the Slytherin Quidditch team, gone by Harrie's sixth year. Decent bloke. He played fair, which was actually rare from a Slytherin.

"Their daughter starts Hogwarts next year," Lucius added.

"She'll be welcomed among her peers and receive the best magical education possible," Voldemort said, a self-satisfied expression on his face. "Such a strong, ancient family. Well-bred, too."

"Quite so," Lucius said, taking a large sip of his glass.

"What about the Muggle-born who were supposed to start next year?" Harrie asked.

"You needn't be worried, Harrie. They'll have their chance. We shall establish a system that will give the Muggle-born a taste of the wizarding world before they can attend Hogwarts. A couple of years spent with a wizarding family, who will educate them about magic, as well as test their abilities and their compatibility with our society. If they're deemed unfit, they will be discarded, cast back among the Muggles."

"Unfit," Harrie said. "At eleven years old."

"You can tell a lot from a child of the adult they will become," Voldemort said. "You were an adorable feral child at eleven, and here you are. Still adorable, and still so feral."

"I can be more feral if you wish. You only have to ask."

"A behavior we'll confine to the bedroom, dearest," he replied, while Lucius looked like he wished to be anywhere else but here.

[ao3feed-harryginny]

[Podfic] Rosemary for Remembrance

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/01Y3UWd by PaperCraneAudiobooks A post-war, slow-burn, enemies to lovers Dramione story about healing, redemption, and second chances. Featuring a full cast of your favourite snarky Slytherins. Podfic of Rosemary for Remembrance by rubber_soul02. Words: 21, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: F/M, M/M Characters: Draco Malfoy, Hermione Granger, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Neville Longbottom, Adrian Pucey, Theodore Nott, Pansy Parkinson, Daphne Greengrass, Minerva McGonagall, Blaise Zabini, Kingsley Shacklebolt, Ginny Weasley, Narcissa Black Malfoy Relationships: Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy, Daphne Greengrass/Adrian Pucey, Harry Potter/Ginny Weasley, Theodore Nott/Blaise Zabini Additional Tags: Post-War, Angst, Fluff, Slow Burn, Enemies to Lovers, POV Hermione Granger, hermione is messed up from the war, Eventual Smut, POV Third Person, Romance, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Explicit Sexual Content, Explicit Language, Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Healing, Post-Hogwarts, Happy Ending, Enthusiastic Consent, draco isn't too soft, Tattoos, no beta we die like women, Fluff and Angst, Personal Growth, Dark Mark, Idiots in Love, HEA, Good Slytherins, A bit toxic, Flourish and Blotts, Banter, Podfic, Podfic Length: 15-20 Hours, Audio Format: M4B, Audio Format: Streaming, Audio Format: Download read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/01Y3UWd

[ameliasbitvh]

𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐧 | 𝐝.𝐦.

a/n: here's part two, came much earlier than i expected bc i decided to write it all in one go and just go with it !! i hope it’s good because i rushed, you could say?? anyways i ACTUALLY typed out the lyrics for once lol and this turned out to be way longer than i expected too ! i feel like this fic series is going to be rlly confusing yk?? Pretend that the rooms in the Pucey manor are all sound proof. Idk but i hope you enjoy it !! (please don’t read this fic series if you can’t handle reading verbal arguments, toxic relationships, and pregnancy!) oh yeah - i apologize in advance for the pregnancy. (btw all smut scenes are consensual !!)

library account @ameliasbitvhlibrary !!

pairing: draco x reader, adrian x reader, and draco x astoria !!

summary: read to find out lol (i just rlly dont know how to summarize this bc i feel like sm happened yk?)

wc: 3.7K (3721)

warning(s): toxic relationship, gaslighting, manipulation, draco being a jackass and EXTREMELY bipolar, smut scene with adrian pucey, smut with draco, smut, foreplay, dirty talk, pet name uses of Doll, Sweetheart and Baby, a lot of arguing, harsh use of words, degrading kink, praising kink, baby bump kink (??) im sorry babes i dont rlly even know what a baby bump kink is but im adding it LMAO, use of drugs and intoxication for metaphors, breeding kink, breeding, pregnant!reader, draco x astoria, adrian x reader !! STOP OUT OF ALL WARNINGS I FORGOT CHEATING - last warning is cheating !!

REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED !!

PT.1 | | NAVIGATION | | MASTERLIST

Vintage tee, brand new phone

High heels on cobblestones

When you are young they assume you know nothing.

His hips crashed into yours, he rocked your whole fucking world. Your arms locked behind his neck and he took a bite of the sweet flesh that laid on your neck marking you. You tossed your head back from the overwhelming pleasure of his cock digging into your sex. Cries leaving your lips like a prayer to him, your God. his bright platinum blonde gleaming in the lamp light, his smooth and pale skin against yours, his deep gray eyes boring into yours. In these moments you forget that you're married, that other people exist, it's only you and him. And you hoped it’d stay this way.

Sequin smile, black lipstick

Sensual politics

When you are young they assume you know nothing.

Your lips, so sweet it was intoxicating to him. You were the cigarette that nimbled in between his fingers and he just couldn't get enough of it. He inhaled and exhaled, but he wanted more. He was hungry, craved for it and he needed it, willing to rip himself to shreds if he couldn't. You were his drug and he was addicted.

He loved the way your body responded to him, the cries that rippled from your throat and the way you held onto him so tight. Oh and how he loved the way that you both fought. So passionately and fiercely that he wanted to tear your fucking clothes off everytime, the only girl he’d ever felt that way for. But how many times is too much? You were soon to grow tired of this illicit affair and he knew it. But for now he would keep you close and away from anybody who tried to take you.

And because of this mentality a problem soon arose.

But I knew you

Dancin’ in your Levi’s

Drunk under a street light, I

I knew you

Hand under my sweatshirt

Baby, kiss it better, I

After one last thrust, his seeds spilled into you. Your body thrashed and shook as his hot cum shot into you. Your legs clenched, squeezing around his waist as you came. Soon he fell onto the bed right next to you and tried to catch his breath, he turned to the side and admired your beauty. You caught on and laughed, “Stop looking at me like that you dork!”

“I cant help but stare when a fucking gorgous woman is right beside me, I’m a lucky man.” he smiled, but you didn’t. Your laughter died down, ‘I'm a lucky man.’ but you weren't even his? Sure you were in some aspects, but overall you weren't and that made your heart shatter the most. Not even ths fact that the only time you ever see him was to fuck each other like hormonal teenagers, but that you werent actually his and he acted like you were. Did he not know how much it hurt?

He thought the same thing. Did you not know how much it pained him to see you and Adrian act like a happy married couple and the fact that he wasn't able to grasp and call you his? Because you weren't his, and you certainly weren't his to keep. He wanted to hold you and never leave you standing alone.

And when i felt like an old cardigan

Under someone's bed

You put me on and said i was your favorite

He’d twirl you around the room, smiles decorating your faces as you both danced soulfully to the music bouncing off the walls. You both were so dumb in love but never had the courage to speak up, so the only option you had left was actions.

Small things like your favorite flower, a single red rose. He brought one every time you two would meet up ever since you told him. You smiled and giggled like a child when he presented you with a red flower on late friday nights. Always pressing a loving kiss to his lips as he held your waist and tore off your clothes one by one. His hands traveled everywhere possible, he examined every piece of skin you had and he loved it all. Constantly praising you as the most beautiful woman he's ever seen and you believed him. Just for those few hours you spent with him, you believed it. You believed you were the most beautiful woman.

A friend to all is a friend to none

Chase two girls, lose the one

When you are young they assume you know nothin’

His gaze landed on a young lady, legs crossed together, hair nicely displayed and she sipped on her tea with grace. She intranced him, she was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen. Big green eyes, long brown hair, a slim figure and petite. He smirked to himself.

For some reason, the one that he held such care and love for simply no longer existed in his mind. You had vanished. It was like he’d never even heard your name before and in that moment he’d hoped it stayed that way.

He took long strides forward to introduce himself to her, holding his hand out with a smile on his face. “I’m Draco Malfoy,” and looking up she too with a smile on her face took his hand, “I’m Astoria Greengrass, nice to meet you.”

From that point on you noticed his distance from you. He never brought that single red rose, did not look you in the eyes at all, never cared for your pleasure like he used to. What happened? What happened to the man who’d rip himself open for you, pour his soul out, the one who showed you what love was. That was love, right?

Wasn't love when you felt like you couldn't breathe without him. Wasn't love when you’d sacrifice anything for him. Isn't it when you get those tingly feelings in your stomach… butterflies? Isn't isn't when you feel so vulnerable, naked to the eye. Like removing a piece of clothing off of your body, because you wanted him to see you. To see the you that craved him, the you that needed him because you were so intoxicated it drives you insane. And you couldn't do anything about it. All you could do was sit and watch everything unfold in the way you wished and hoped it never did. The day that he'd leave you.

The day that he'd find another girl to call his most beautiful. Weren't you his most beautiful? Weren't you enough? What did she have that you didn't? But that was the problem: you had something she didn't. A husband. Your chest tightened, you wanted to leave this marriage from the very beginning, it isn't fair. It… it isn't fair. But then you realize life isn't fair. The relationship you had with him wasn't fair, you were a married woman and he was a single man looking for fun but found something more and he - just couldn't do it anymore. So many possibilities of getting caught and he couldn't bear the shame for the Malfoy name, he couldn't. But if he loved you wouldn't he risk it all like you did? But that new girl, completely different from you. Poised, knew how to communicate with him, and made it clear that she wanted something more.

But i knew you, playing hide and seek and

Giving me your weekends, I

I knew you

Your heartbeat on the highline

Once in twenty lifetimes, I

“What do you mean, mother!” you cried out, hands thrown up. “Dear, do you know how much this will elevate our status? If you and Adrian have a child, our families will grow at such a faster pace, it would be rapid!” she laughed, flicking her wrist as if what she said was just as funny as her hair line. Adrian sat there, hands glued together, his mouth opened to say something but his mothers hand gesture immediately shut him up. Ah, yes the mothers teaming up just to convince you two that having a child together would be the greatest plan the wizarding world will ever hear.

“You are hilarious, y/m/n! Everything you said is so true,” his mom wiped her tears from her cackling away. Your mom's head perked up and she clapped her hands together, “Well you two should go and get on with that baby making!” Both of your moms walked out of the manor crying out the last of the dignity they had away.

Quickly after they left he stood up, “We don't have to-” he was interrupted by your lips crashing onto his. You had all this pent up anger building inside of you and needed a way to release it, this isn't your best idea but it got the job done. You jumped up wrapping your arms around his neck, it didn't feel right because he wasn't him. His nails dug into your thighs making you whimper into his mouth, he grinded his sex against yours.

Next thing you knew your back was up and against the couch, the same couch that the blond man had fucked you so hard on you cried, your nails scratched the skin of his back and you were limp. Always so damn Limp. Empty. Bare. Meaningless.

“Fuck I’m gonna fill you up so good,” Adrian groaned into your ear while he dry humped you, quickly your both removed your clothes trying to get this over with. And honestly, this is the driest you’ve ever been since you met Draco. Adrian didn't arouse you the way he did and he didn't speak or move the way he did.

The tip of his cock met your entrance and he pushed in, invading your home that you had built with Draco. He broke down the walls and you collapsed.

Finally, he came in you.

And when I felt like an old cardigan

under someone's bed

You put me on and said that I was your favorite.

Draco woke up with a yawn escaping his mouth, rubbing his eyes he looked at the Daily Prophecy and couldve swore he saw you and Adrian on the front page, he couldn't tell if this was his mind tricking him because he wasn't over you yet, or maybe the fact that you were actually on there. So he took a double take, removing Astoria’s head off his shoulder. His eyes skimmed over the paper and met yours. ADRIAN AND Y/N PUCEY CARRYING THEIR FIRST CHILD!! SKIP TO PAGE 12 TO SEE THE INSIDE SCOOP ON THESE TWO LOVE BIRDS -

His blood fucking boiled, what the fuck was your problem. “Getting pregnant?! For all we know it could be my fucking child not Adrian fucking Pucey’s.” he laughed at that. His hands started crumbling that Daily Prophet, his blood pressure was high, he was going insane. He couldn't take this. You, being pregnant with someone's damn bastard of a child?! And not even his. Not that he ever wanted you to get pregnant - but… maybe he pictured you in the future with him and a family of his own with you.

To kiss in cars and downtown bars

Was all we needed

You drew stars around my scars

But now I’m bleedin’

You know what? It was a Friday and he planned to see you today, maybe you wouldn't know of his coming, counting the fact that he hadn't shown up in a month, 2 weeks and 3 days but hey! Who's counting?

Quickly he apparated to your place expecting to just see you, but low and behold Adrian Pucey. “What are you doing here, Malfoy? There’s no event or anything here?”

Draco rolled his tongue against his cheek and for some reason a part of him wanted to say, ‘i’m here to fuck your wife brain dead.’ But he didn't, he’s been working on self restraint for a month, 2 weeks and 3 days now! Yay! So yes, right after he found out you were pregnant he apparated over.

“Where’s Y/n?” he demanded.

“You both are on a first name basis I see.” Adrian's eyes pierced through the blondes. A staring contest began. “Oh, well you see your wife and I are very close.” he smirked villainously. “Then why has she never talked about you?” Adrian questioned.

“Well Pucey, you dont go around telling your husband about the very person you let fuck you every friday, now do you?” how he would’ve loved to say that.

“Where the fuck is -” “Adrian, who are you talking to?” you asked, walking down the stairs. Draco’s breath was caught in his throat, he longed to hear your sweet melancholy voice for so long that your voice lingered and echoed in his mind. Looking up, your eyes met his. “I - Draco? What are you doing here?” The last part came out colder, a shiver traveled down his spine. “I need to talk to you, please.”

“I don't know,” you mumbled.

“It’ll be quick, I promise.”

‘Cause I knew you

Steppin’ on the last train

Marked me like a bloodstain, I

I knew you

Tried to change the ending

Peter losing Wendy, I

I knew you

Leavin’ like a father

Runnin’ like water

You and Draco both walked to a room to be more secluded and have privacy, leaving Adrian in the living room. Before you left Adrian gave you a pair of concerned eyes, you shook it off.

“What do you want from me?” you asked, arms crossed like you were defending yourself. “Listen, just - are you actually pregnant?”

“Is that what you came for?! To know if im actually pregnant or not, you sound like the whole fucking wizarding world! Of course I am!” you yelled with anguish, you were so sick of people. His arms came to the sides of your arms and caressed them, “Baby, calm down,” he tried to soothe you but you thrusted his arms off of you disgusted.

“Don’t call me “baby”! You left me, Draco, you left me… you made me feel things that you knew I wouldn't with anyone else, so why’d you leave? Because you met a new girl? Look at this godforsaken mess that you made me!” you cried out, your hands forming into fist banging against him, your tears soaking his shirt. “Shhhh, it’s okay.” he mumbled into your hair as his hands traveled your body trying to comfort you. “No, no it’s not okay… why aren’t you fighting with me? Why are you so quiet, goddamnit get mad, throw something, just - yell at me!”

But I knew you’d linger like a tattoo kiss

I knew you’d haunt all of my what-ifs

The smell of smoke would hand around this long

‘Cause I knew everything when i was young

I knew I’d curse you for the longest time

“Yell at you?” he questioned, his face contorting into anger. His voice grew, “You want me to yell at you! After everything! I was trying to be nice, can you not take nice? Why do you always want me mad, you drive me fucking insane, you know that! I can't spend one moment with you without raising my voice, making you cry! Do you know how much it hurts me to see you cry and know that you're crying because of me?”

“Then stop, stop making me cry!” you fought, fueling the fire.

“How? How do I stop being the reason you cry, how do I stop making you cry!”

“Love me! Just fucking love me, that’s all i’ve ever wanted!”

“You don't think I do?! I fucking love you, so damn much I’m addicted to you! To your smell, your body, your skin, I just want you, all to my-fuckingself! What do you think I've been doing all this time? Trying to get over you! I could try every flavor and you’d still be my favorite! I’ve spent so long watching Pucey parade you like a fucking trophy and do you know how fucking mad i get? He gets to go out and show off my girl, something I should be doing because you're mine and we both know it!” he took a step closer to you, his hot breath dancing on your skin and your breath hitched feeling him so close.

He looked into your eyes and that's where you saw his vulnerability, he was telling the truth. Wasting no time you smashed your lips against his and he immediately reciprocated your actions. Your lips brutally brushed against his, it was piercing. You both ate each other up like you’ve been starved for numerous years. He tasted like cigarettes and mint, refreshing and venomous all at once fogging up all your senses. You were in a new world, one where it was just him and you. Both happy and free to go out in public with no criticism or shame, somewhere that felt like home. He was - is and will always be your home. The one place that you knew you could always find comfort, love and support. You were for sure he’d always be there, so maybe it was how gullible you were that got you into this mess.

Chasin’ shadows in the grocery line

I knew you’d miss me once the thrill expired

And you’d be standing in my front porch light

And I knew you’d come back to me

You’d come back to me

And you’d come back to me

And you’d come back

“God, I missed this pussy. So wet, practically milking for me, Sweetheart.” he praised, his hand moving to your clit. Your back was laid on the bed and your clothes were torn to the ground, tossed away. You whimpered, biting your lip down to keep you quiet. “Tut-tut-tut, I want to hear you, Doll. Stop biting on that pretty lip and let Daddy hear those pretty noises, yeah?” you nodded your head in submission and let go, cries rip from your throat as he pleasured you like no other man could. Following after the foreplay he positioned the tip of his cock at your hole. “B-but what about you?” you asked with innocent eyes making him want to fuck you brain dead until you’re squirting on his cock like a whore. “This is about you, Baby. Let me take care of that aching pussy, alright?”

“Alright,” you agreed. “Atta girl,”

And when I felt like an old cardigan

Under someone's bed

You put me on and said I was your favorite

His cock slid into your cunt and your back immediately arched, bringing you closer to him. He kissed around your body praising you like a goddess, and all you could do was enjoy what you had of him and you loved. Then he began nipping at your skin, sucking on it, purple hues started to appear scattered along your body. His lips reached your ear and his thrust became hard, fast, and brutal. His grip on your waist tightened and was bruising, “Did he fuck you like this? Could he fuck you like this? Could he even make my Good Girl cum?”

“No, never!” you cried.

“Tell me Princess, how’d he fuck you… did you like it?”

“Slow, wasn't hard or fast enough and couldn't make me cum - only you can!”

“That’s right, Baby only I can,”

His hand went right above the small baby bump on your stomach. “You feel my hand right there? Do you even know who the dad is, Doll? Or are you too much of a whore to even know?” you watched as his cock slid in and out of your cunt. “I -'' and you couldn't respond because in all honesty you don't know who the dad was.

“No good, fucking stupid slut.” he barked, his palm hitting your cheek and a burning sesation started tingling.

Suddenly you heard the door knob starting to shake and there was a knock on the door. “Oh shit!” you yelled in shock and pleasure, what were you to do? “Draco, Draco!”

“That’s my name, Doll, don't wear it out.” he laughed. You were trying to fight your orgasm so bad your legs shook with so much force. “Adrian -'' Draco's hips immediately took a halt.

“What the fuck did you just call me?”

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a/n: i apologize for making you pregnant. I'M SORRY I KNOW PPL DON'T LIKE IT I DON'T EITHER BUT I NEED IT FOR THE PLOT I SWEAR ON MY LIFE !! anyways left you guys on a cliff hanger and probs won't update this series until a week or soooo LOL.

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special tag for the one and only @wolfstar-lb !!

[harrypotter-imaginees]

Adrian is stupid

Y/n: „You know you’re stupid, right?“

Adrian:“And why might that be?“

Y/n:“you told wood he was bad at quidditch, and he punched you in the face!!“

Adrian:“Yeah, but I look pretty good with a busted lip, right?“

Y/n:“ That's not the point, dumbass!“

[limerenze]

august - adrian pucey

[Adrian Pucey x Fem!Reader]

masterlist

Summary; reality comes crashing down when august slips away and y/n and adrian’s summer romance fling must come to an end.

Word Count; 11.5k

A/N; me writing an adrian fic set to a folklore song? unheard of. anyways this is set summer after goblet of fire, before the order of the phoenix. i used marietta edgecomb as adrian’s girlfriend for this, i think canonically, she’s a year below adrian- so we are gonna roll with that and have adrian and the reader be in the same year, so they are 17 and marietta is 16. 

also i gave adrian a random middle name for the purpose of banter in this story- and!! i have no idea if the North Sea is salt water or fresh water but just go with it ok

there’s another author’s note at the end!

Warnings; fluff, angst, cheating, not slytherin!reader?, her house isn’t specified but it’s not slytherin, implied smut 

Dates Written; November 15th - December 9th, 2021

She first saw him when taking her bags out of her mother’s car. It was just a glimpse. She thought she was going crazy. But she could’ve sworn it was him.

They weren’t friends. They knew each other, sure. But they had never talked. They’ve had classes together since they started at Hogwarts together, but they’ve never really crossed paths.

Y/N stuck to her circle of friends, and Adrian stuck to his. Mainly Slytherins, mainly Quidditch players.

She was never close with any of the Slytherins in their year. She went on a date with Terence Higgs once in her fourth year- they had fun in Hogsmede but the only thing that came of it was awkward smiles at each other in the halls.

And she once did a project with Cassius Warrington in Divination, but only because Trelawney insisted on inter-house partners. It was alright, most of the other pairs didn’t get on too well so Trelawney dropped it for the rest of the term.

She didn’t have anything bad to say about the Slytherins in her year, they all seemed decent enough. 

That’s why she told herself it could’ve been anyone’s head of brown hair she saw dipping into the front door across the street.

She told herself that Adrian Pucey could not be her neighbour.

She was moving in with her mother for the summer. Y/N’s parents have been divorced since she was 10.

She didn’t understand it at first, but now she knows that her father found it hard to be married to a witch, having a magical daughter. She supposes that’s why he didn’t put up a fight when her mother suggested she stayed with her for summer vacations- even though he didn’t see her for the majority of the year since Hogwarts was a boarding school.

It hurt her at first, but after a while- she accepted that her father was perfectly content with just writing, and not seeing her. That it was the extent of their relationship.

Y/N’s mother moved into a grand country house while she was at Hogwarts, which meant this was her first time being there. She moved in the middle of spring, meaning she had to spend her break in the castle.

She didn’t mind. The Weasley twins stayed behind as well, something about their parents taking a rare trip to visit their brother. They didn’t seem to mind all that much either.

They were 3 of the few students in their year staying behind, so they spent a fair amount of time together. Y/N quite liked the Weasley twins. The boys were fairly popular in the halls of Hogwarts, so it was nice to get to know them over the week.

“Holly, would you show Y/N to her room, please?” Y/N’s mother spoke softly.

Holly was the house-elf of Y/N’s mother’s family. She was the last surviving child in her family tree- which meant when she moved out of her family home, she brought Holly with her. Y/N had many fond memories of Holly from her childhood, and the house-elf seemed to be happy and content with her life with the two women. Unlike many other house-elves, Holly was treated as a part of the family.

“Are you very happy to be home, Madam Y/N?” Holly spoke softly, leading Y/N down the hall.

Y/N smiled slightly, looking down at Holly. “Holly, please. Y/N is perfectly alright. And yes, I always am. I look forward to the time I get to spend with mum. And you, of course. Although, I will miss our old house” She spoke solemnly, thinking back to the house Y/N grew up in.

“Ah, as will I. I spent many years there. It was my home” the small elf smiled, reaching up to open the door they approached. “This is your room, Madam. Please, if you need anything else-” 

“I’ll be sure to find you, Holly, Thank you.” Y/N set her bags down, crouching to embrace Holly in a hug. “I’m glad to see you again” 

Holly embraced her in return and pulled back. “You mustn’t fret, Madam Y/N. A house is just a combination of bricks and wood. It’s a home one should miss, and a home is wherever your loved ones are.” Holly spoke smiling and Y/N smiled back. Holly always had a special talent for making her feel better. With that. Holly turned, leaving Y/N alone to grow familiar with her new bedroom.

She looked around, seeing it was newly furnished. It hadn’t been updated since Y/N was 5 years old, so it was a nice change. An adult change.

This was her first time being home since becoming of age in the eyes of the ministry. She recently turned 17 and the trace had been lifted off her. She smiled to herself at the thought and pulled her wand out. With a small flick, her bags began to unpack and place themselves into various drawers. She watched as her belongings made themselves at home in her mahogany looking dresser, along with the matching wardrobe.

She watched as her Hogwarts house robes floated through the air and slid itself onto a clothing hanger, and entered the wardrobe rack. 

Y/N always held a particular interest in Charms class. She loved being in Professor Flitwick’s lessons and soaking up all the information he taught. She had a knack for it but was never the best in the class by any means.

As her belongings floated around her room, her eyes drifted off to the window. The window to her room was facing the front yard. She smiled as she noticed it was a seated bay window. 

She remembers how she would spend hours sitting at the bay window in the hallway of her muggle grandmother’s house- whether she was napping, reading, eating- it didn’t matter. It was her favourite spot.

Her heart was warmed thinking about how her mother remembered and made sure there was one in her bedroom. Mentally noting to thank her mother for it, and pay her grandmother a visit sometime soon. She could use a trip out to Denmark- maybe she’d see her father as well. If not, it would be nice to be in a place that reminded her so much of him.

Lost in thought, she ended up taking a seat by the window. Her eyes were glued to the big house across the street. It wasn’t all that different from her house. It was similar in size and the exterior was the same. Y/N did notice however that they had quite a large backyard with a garden.

As her eyes danced across the house, she noticed the torso of a boy in the window. He was wearing a cream coloured knit sweater and dark washed jeans. She could see his face, but he turned and walked away from the window and she saw the same tousled curly brown hair she saw not 5 minutes before.

She shook her head, snapping herself out of it. Telling herself she wouldn’t look in her neighbour’s windows ever again, even just a peak. 

Y/N turned and saw that her bags were empty. A groan escaped her lips and she realized she wasn’t watching where everything was put and now for the next week she would have to play scavenger hunt in her own room to find where all her stuff was. 

She decided it was a problem for another time and left down to the kitchen.

She took in her new surroundings, she couldn’t even imagine what was behind all the new doors. Maybe her mom would give her the full tour sometime soon, but for now, her feet on the cold hardwood floor brought her to the kitchen.

It was cosy looking, the cabinets were an off-white colour which was complimented by ashy coloured wood furniture. Part of her wondered where Holly had run off to. It was no matter, she would’ve ushered her away anyways- telling her she was more than capable of fixing herself something.

The back door was wide open, her eyes glanced out to the garden as she scavenged through the cupboards for a snack. She had eaten this morning at breakfast in the great hall, and maybe it was too close to dinner for her to be eating now- but she did not care. 

As she was unwrapping a granola bar, she caught a glimpse of a small, black ‘whoosh’ that ran past the door. Her attention was successfully grabbed, and her interest peaked even more when she saw Holly run in the same direction with her arms out.

Y/N walked over to the door and peeked her head out, seeing Holly- crouched ever so slightly, moving ever so slowly- toward a small black cat. The cat was beautiful. Its hair was a little long, and shaggy- it had bright yellow eyes and a fluffy tail.

“What’s wrong, Holly?” she spoke lightly, Holly was startled, the cat- was unbothered.

“Oh! Madam Y/N! Perfect timing!” she exclaimed, drifting from her usual calm and soothing tone. Y/N watched in amusement. “This cat was in the garden! I have no idea where it came from, I think he is scared of me. Will you, please?” She explained, gesturing over at the black cat who was sitting in a pillow of green grass.

“No need to fret, Holls, I’m sure his collar has a tag that will help us out” Y/N assured her small friend. Y/N started to approach the cat, stopping when she was about a meter away. She didn’t want to startle the cat, but he seemed relatively calm. She bent her knees and held her hand out for him- making a small tutting noise with her mouth. 

The cat seemed to like and trust the girl quickly because he stood to four legs and made his way over to her- nuzzling up against her hand and purring.

“Hey, Pretty” she cooed as she picked the ball of fluff up and held him close to her chest. He sported a thin navy blue collar with a few jingle bells attached and a round golden tag with his name etched in. “Salem?” 

The cat lifted his head to look at her as she called out his name. “Hello, Salem. Where did you come from, eh?” her fingers toyed with the name tag to flip it around. 

27 Hollow Ridge Gate, LND

“Holly, where is Hollow Ridge Gate?” Y/N asked lightly, having no idea of her new surroundings while combing her fingers through Salem’s soft fur. His head smelled of cedar and mint.

“Why Madam Y/N, we live on Hollow Ridge Gate,” Holly said surprised. “Is that where the little friend comes from? He must be one of the neighbour’s. Your mother hasn’t met any of them yet” 

“Which house number are we?” She asked, wanting to see how far little Salem traveled to get to her backyard.

When Holly told her that they lived at 31 Hollow Gate Ridge, her mind began to wonder if the boy she had to have mistaken for Adrian Pucey was the owner of the fluffy black cat. 

She found herself walking through the backdoor and into the house, then back out the front doors faster than she could process it. With Salem safe in her arms- purring away, her feet stopped at the end of the driveway. 

She looked at the house across the street, the one she had been staring at and into only 10 minutes before- and she saw an elegant ‘27’ plastered to the front, a small smile twitched on her lips. “What do y’say we get you home, eh Salem?”  

She grew nervous as she crossed the road. The driveway was long and narrow, and it lead into a circle with a small patch of grass in the middle with a stone statue. There were 2 muggle cars out front, which made her doubt that wizards lived here.

Her mother drove a muggle car, because her father was quite fond of them and during their marriage, she fell in love with them as well. Her mother drove a small red 1995 Porsche 911 Turbo. It was a new model, she remembers reading about it in a letter she received during the previous school year, her 6th year. 

She read the letter during the second task of the Triwizard Tournament- because, what else was she to do? Other than sit and watch the still waters of the Black Lake for an hour while the champions were underneath.

Her mother described the car as ‘classy’ and ‘charming’, just like her. Y/N smiled at the thought.

She rose her fist up to knock on the big wooden french doors. Salem looked up and nuzzled back into Y/N’s arms.

Y/N never really thought about getting a cat, but if they were anything like little Salem, she needed one.

She heard a ruckus coming from the other side of the door before it was swung open to reveal a small girl. She couldn’t have been older than twelve. Her hair was nearly jet black and her eyes were light and golden. Her hair was pulled back with a thick, golden ribbon.

Her eyes couldn’t ignore the oversized dark green sweater she wore, it had a thick silver band through the middle and the Slytherin crest woven into the top-right chest. Exactly like the ones the Quidditch players wore at Hogwarts.

As the door was flown open, she was struck in the face by the same cedar and mint scent she smelled on Salem’s head.

“Salem! Adrian! Salem’s back!!” the girl yelled into the house, reaching her hands out for the black cat. Y/N leaned down to allow the girl to hold her cat, but Salem squirmed and jumped out of Y/N’s arms and onto the floor- waltzing into the house, passing by the girl with the kind eyes and the Quidditch sweater. “Bloody cat” she scoffed.

The girl looked up at Y/N. “Oh! Thank you! Oh! Where did you find him? He wasn’t home when we got home from school! I was so worried, I wanted to just bring him with me, but mum said no!” 

She smiled at the girl’s thankfulness. “Well he was making himself at home in our garden, I just live across the street, see?” she stopped to point down the driveway and across to her own house. “He didn’t get very far at all” 

“You’re the new neighbour? Oh, mum’s been dying to meet you lot! I’m Lillith! I have an older brother and 2 older sisters. They’re twins, you see. Mum saw you moved in a few months ago and always meant to bring by a housewarming gift. But she is always so busy, her and dad both work for the Ministry and she sometimes she takes ages to reply to my owl from school-” Lilith’s mouth was screwed shut as her eyes widened, like her mind caught up with her mouth. Y/N looked at her with the ghost of a smile on her face. “I mean- sometimes I talk without thinking and you really shouldn’t listen to me, I have a very overactive imagination and- and I’m a kid! I like to call the p-postal services, ‘owls’ because its- it’s more fun and-”

Y/N was going to cut her off and tell her it’s alright when the boy she saw in the window, Adrian- came around the corner with Salem in his arms, nuzzling his forehead against the wool of Adrian’s sweater. His eyes met with hers, recognizing her immediately and he smiled slightly at his sister- shaking his head.

“You’re talking her ear off, Lil! And what did I say about wearing my Quidditch sweaters?’ he called at her from behind. Her face turned whiter than it was before as she craned her neck to look at him.

“Adrian! Why are you being so daft? She’s a-!” 

“I’m the daft one, eh?” He teased, pushing his little sister out of the way and handing her the cat. “Go help Dash with dinner, will ya? Mum says you oughta help out our house-elf more now that we’re home from Hogwarts” 

Y/N could hear him emphasizing the words that he knew his sister would be most worried about a muggle hearing. “Adrian Vance Pucey! What is wrong with you! Have you been slammed in the head with a bludger too many times?” his little sister began to scold him. “I mean seriously-”

“Oh, pipe down, Lilith. She goes to school with us!” Adrian put an end to the charade before his 12-year-old sister blew a blood vessel out of stress. “What’s up, Y/L/N?” he flashed a toothy at her.

“Hey Pucey” She smiled in amusement back at him. She looked down at Lilith, extending her hand out for her to shake. “Y/N Y/L/N,” she introduced herself, following it up with her own house at Hogwarts.

“You two, know each other?” She sighed in relief, taking Y/N’s hand in hers and shaking it up and down aggressively. Adrian and Y/N shrugged their shoulders. “Thank Merlin, I thought we would have to wipe your memory and I would be grounded until I graduate.” She dramatically wiped her forehead as if she had beads of stress sweat rolling down. “Well played. I’m going to help Dash. Come on, Sal” 

And with that, Lilith walked away. Adrian’s eyes rolled at his little sister.

“She’s uh- quite the character. and you do that a lot, huh?” she laughed at him.

“She has it easy. My older sisters are twins and insufferable. One time when I was 5, they read me The Tales of the Three Brothers out of The Tales of Beedle the Bard for a bedtime story, and the next day they convinced me I was invisible and pretended they couldn’t hear or see me for 3 days” Adrian recalled to the girl he knew but never talked to, while leaning his body against the frame of the door.

Y/N and Adrian laughed together at his story and suddenly she felt out of place. It was nice to talk to him, it was easy.

“Say- when did you move in?” Adrian asked, pointing to her house across the street. Y/N looked back towards it.

“Oh, my mum moved our stuff in March- I stayed at school during the break since it wasn’t ready. it’s actually just my first time here” y/n explained. 

“Adrian Vance! Will you shut the front door already!” a tall woman groaned, peaking around the corner- just as Adrian had before. “Oh, hello darling” she smiled seeing her

“Mum, this is Y/N. we are in the same year at Hogwarts and her family are the neighbours across the street” he introduced her, using hand gestures and a slightly monotone voice.

“Oh!” she exclaimed, “Oh! the new neighbours are wizards? Oh, this is wonderful news! sweetheart, why don’t you come in!” 

Yes, Y/N could definitely see and hear the family resemblance.

“Oh, thank you Mrs Pucey but I should be getting back. it was lovely to meet you lot, mum will be excited to hear that the neighbours are wizards as well” Y/N tried to politely decline.

She really did need to be getting home, she was quite excited to finally spend some time with her mother, she hadn’t seen her since Christmas.

“Mum, why don’t you go get that housewarming gift you always meant to bring over? Y/N can relay it to Ms Y/L/N” Adrian suggested, quirking his eyebrow and ushering his mother away from the two. His mother looked at him strangely before slowly nodding her head.

“Good idea, darling. Wait here, Y/N- it’s just in the other room.” and she turned to walk away.

“Sorry about them, Y/L/N” Adrian spoke. It was funny. Like she had said, they hadn’t ever spoken in school. But they knew each other. At least, Y/N knew him. And realistically, it wouldn’t make sense for him not to know her as well. But for some reason, them speaking to each other so freely was something so strange to her.

“No, don’t worry about it. It’s nice. My mum will be happy to hear, and it’ll be cool to have someone around this summer” Y/N crossed her arms over her front, leaning her head against the support beam she had been standing next to. “Oh, not that we have to hang out this summer or anything” she rambled to explain herself, finding herself feeling slightly embarrassed.

“Don’t worry, Y/L/N” Adrian replied with a smug smile, “We can hang out” 

Her eyes narrowed at him but the smile stayed on her lips as his mother came back around the corner holding a bottle of wine.

“I always meant to bring this by but never got the chance, it’s just a bottle of red Elf-Made wine, it’s nothing special but it is my favourite,” Mrs Pucey told her, stretching her arms out for the girl to take. 

“My mother as well, you two will get on just fine” 

And with that, she bid the two goodbye and Adrian shut the door as she walked away. 

And for the next week, Adrian Pucey was the only thing on her mind. 

As she lay awake in bed at night, as she read on her bay window, as she ate with her family and as she did everything in between.

She gave her mother the bottle of wine when she returned home that night, and she told her about the fellow wizards across the street. Her mother was excited, as she knew she would be.

As June came to a close, she was beginning to question her own sanity for managing to harbour a crush for her peer and new neighbour after only one interaction. She wanted to spend time with him this summer, but she didn’t know how to go about it,

That’s why she was so relieved when she woke up one morning, a little over a week after Salem found his way into her back garden- she saw an unfamiliar owl sitting on her window sill with a letter tied to its foot. 

She walked over and cranked the window open, allowing the bird to hop over, she untied the letter from its foot and the bird stayed.

Her name was sprawled across the front, not expecting anything from anyone- she carefully opened the envelope and pulled the thick cardstock out, sitting to read it.

“Y/L/N,

Come by this afternoon, I’ll have the house to myself- minus Dash. But he won’t bother us, we can spend some time together and get a feel for the rest of the summer.

Anytime after 13:00 is perfect, I think my cat misses you.

Send Soren back with your answer.

Pucey”

Y/N rolled her eyes as she read it. The blood rushed to her cheeks and they began to heat up. She rushed into the hallway to look at the grand clock, seeing 10:30 was displayed as the time. She returned to the note, bringing it to her desk and rustling around for her inkpot and quill. She flipped it over and wrote her own note.

“Pucey,

I live across the street, was the owl necessary? Next time- spare the poor bird and swing by yourself to fetch me since you want to see me so bad.

I’ll be by then, do not be surprised when I spend my time with Salem instead of you. And I look forward to it.

Also, Salem? Soren? Who is naming your pets?

Y/L/N”

She rolled the note and tied it back onto Soren’s foot, sending him away. She sat by the window and watched as he flew to the house across the street in seconds- stopping on the sill of the window that Y/N had been looking into only a week before. He must’ve pecked his beak against the glass because over came Adrian to open it up for him.

She watched as Adrian untied the note and unrolled it to read the words she wrote- so fresh that the ink very well could have still been wet.

A smile grew across his face as he looked up across the street. She brought her hand up to tap slightly on the glass and waved quickly. He waved back and she stood, closed her curtains and giggled to herself in excitement.

Perhaps this summer would be her most fun one yet.

She went about her day as normal- she ate breakfast, she had a shower, she read her book, she picked out an outfit, she got ready and before she knew it- it was only a little after 13:00 and she was shouting goodbye to her mother and Holly and she was out the door.

She didn’t know what to expect, she was nervous and it felt as if a hot ball of iron was sitting at the bottom of her stomach- but when she knocked on the big wooden french door and they were swung open with Adrian on the other side welcoming her in, it all went away.

That first afternoon started with a tour of the Pucey family home, he introduced her to Dash and she made a few jokes about how well he could get along with Holly. They laid on the floor of his bedroom, staring at the ceiling and talking and laughing about school. They got to know each other, and not just the versions that people gossiped about. Alicia Spinnet, one of the Gryffindor chasers- was usually the source of the gossip in their year. 

At one point, Y/N crawled from the middle of the floor where they were laying, ear to ear- to Adrian’s bookshelf. It wasn’t particularly big- Y/N’s definitely held more books than Adrian’s- but it was full. She would read out book titles and he would tell her his thoughts on it. He had quite a few novels written by muggles, some of them Y/N had read herself. The bottom shelf was packed with his Hogwarts spellbooks throughout the years, he had books about Quidditch and a surprising amount of poetry.

He told her he would be sure to go to her room and critique her own bookshelf collection, and by the end of the summer he would have suggestions for her to read from his personal library- and that he expected the same.

As day turned into night and it began to get dark in the room, Adrian whispered a spell to create a levitating ball of fire between the two. It illuminated their soft features with the warm light. They subconsciously began to scoot closer to each other and eventually- with merely an inch between them- Adrian’s bedroom door had swung open, and their conversation was interrupted- the light from the hallway spilled into the otherwise, fairly dark room and Lillith stood in the doorway, her eyes wide and mouth slightly agape.

“Oh! Oh, sorry! Mum just wanted me to tell you that we’re home now. But i’ll just” She paused, eyes shifting between the two. Adrian’s eyebrow rose in questioning his younger sister, “I’ll just go”  and with that, she left, all but slamming the door behind her.

A rose tint washed over Adrian’s face, it was barely visible with the small fire being the only light source. She stood and began to excuse herself from him, saying it was about time she headed home and he reluctantly agreed.

He got rid of their little fire and walked out with her. They managed to get out the front door of the Pucey family household with none of his family members stopping them. 

Adrian walked Y/N home that first night, they walked side by side, their knuckles brushing against each other ever so slightly and as they got to her front door- neither of them could wipe the giddy smile off their faces. 

And that night, they went to bed with the same question on their minds. All these years, why had they never spoken to each other before?

But July went as fast as it came.

Adrian and Y/N spent the majority of it, the only way they would’ve wanted. Together.

It was weeks of stolen glances, knuckles brushing against each other, touches that lasted a second too long. It was late nights in each other’s rooms and questionable looks from their family members. Y/N didn’t know this, but Adrian’s family was much more interested in the details of their relationship. Really, concerned was a better word for it.

It was weeks of Adrian hiding the letters from Marietta around his room or even going as far as to cast the illegibilus charm on them to ensure, even if Y/N found one, she wouldn’t be able to read the contents. She wrote to him often, she was away visiting her family for the summer and he, like a good boyfriend- he would write to her just as often. It was Adrian being extra careful because he knew it wasn’t great, but he was just having so much fun with Y/N and he didn’t want it to end.

Adrian assured his family that he had it under control, that nothing was going on. And that was true! Until the end of July, when Y/N’s mother decided to throw a housewarming party.

She had invited many of her wizard friends, including the Pucey’s.

Y/N had spent an hour getting ready. She wore a red floral button-down dress, with frill strap sleeves that was fitted to her body. It stopped above her knees and a pair of white tennis shoes.

She would be meeting a load of her mother’s friends, some for the first time. She knew her mum was excited and although she wasn’t one for crowds- she decided to make the best of it.

And her evening was spent walking around, opening the door when the bell rang- talking to people she hadn’t seen in years.

And she was beginning to get miserable. The walls felt as if they were beginning to close in around her and her ears were beginning to go fuzzy. She dipped into the kitchen for some quiet and hopefully- to refresh her state of mind so she could make it through the night.

“Y/L/N” she heard from behind her as she leaned on the countertop, feeling as if her legs were going to give out. 

Y/N turned her body and there stood Adrian.

“Adri” she breathed out, not having enough breath to finish his name, duly noting the nice ring it had. She slid her back down, deciding to just sit on the floor. “When’d you get here?” Y/N asked, motioning for him to join her.

“Mum and I just got in. Dad and Lil went to the city for the weekend so it’s just us. I saw you stumble in here and here I am” He sputtered out. “But never mind that, what’s happened?” Adrian spoke, not loving the scene in front of him. 

“I’m fine. I just hate these things” she felt better now- and sure she came in here to be alone, but being with Adrian was much better. “It’s dumb, I know” And Adrian slid his back down the cupboards as well, joining her on the kitchen floor.

“Can I tell you a secret?” he asked her. She looked at him, her eyes glassy and her throat a little raw. She nodded her head, urging him to continue. “I hate these things too. I’m not one for crowds”

“Why’d you come then?” she asked as he stood up. Adrian wandered over to a standing wooden cabinet, separate from the rest with clear panels in the door. He opened it up and searched through the bottles.

“Because you’re here,” he stated like it was nothing. He was still facing away from her so she didn’t bother to hide the way her face lit up. When he turned back he had a small vile of a potion that was red in colour. He placed it on the counter behind her and reached his hands down for her to grab. Once they were hand in hand, he gently tugged her to her feet while whispering “C’mon, up y’go” 

He handed her the vile. “I’m not great at potions, sometimes I think Snape only passes me because I’m on the Slytherin Quidditch team. But it’s just a general healing potion. It’ll make you feel better. So drink up and we can get out of here, eh?” 

She rolled her eyes at him and tipped her head back as it poured down her throat, knowing he was right. And neither of them could bring themselves to drop each other’s hand. 

Seeing as their mothers were in the front of the house- they snuck out the back and left around to the front. Their hands stayed clasped together as they ran across the street to Adrian’s house, where they then snuck into his backyard; just as they had snuck out of her’s.

“Lillith is really into Herbology, so were Hazel and Maeve. So we have a greenhouse back here. Dad manages it for the majority of the year while we’re away, he likes to grow fresh produce.” Adrian explained as they walked down the stone path towards the greenhouse at the back of the garden. The path was lined with various colourful flowers. On the left side, there was a stone fountain and to the right, there was a wooden gazebo with seats.

Y/N dropped Adrian’s hand, immediately drawn to the gazebo. As she came up to it- she noticed it looked over a clearing in the trees and down to a stream that was lit by the moonlight.

Adrian came up behind her, his breath fanned on the back of her neck. And suddenly, she was very nervous. “H-hey. Did you- um.” She started. “Did you know that the moon doesn’t emit any sort of light?”

“Oh yeah?” Adrian replied- amused at the shakiness of her voice.

“Yeah. It just, it just reflects the light of the sun. That’s where the glow comes from. The moon is just a rock, a big floating rock.” She continued. She didn’t know why she was telling him this.

“That’s really interesting, Y/L/N” His hand came to her waist and he spun her around to face him. His breath now hitting her face instead of the back of her neck. 

“The light from the sun, it just- bounces off the moon and onto the earth.” She continued and Adrian’s hand moved to her cheek. “That’s, that’s why-“

“Shut up, Y/L/N” Adrian breathed out and Y/N nodded her head as he leaned in to press his lips onto hers.

She instantly moved her mouth with his and instinctively rose to her tippy toes. Her hand moved to his neck, resting gently on his skin. His lips were soft and warm and her’s were just the same. Deep breaths were taken and stolen and everything Y/N was thinking about before was gone. The only thing on her mind now was Adrian. His mind flooded with Y/N and only Y/N, and maybe that was wrong but he didn’t care.

They pulled apart and short laughs erupted from their throats. Adrian’s hands danced up to grab each side of her face and pulled her up to press more short kisses to her lips. She continued to laugh as he peppered her in kisses and when he finally stopped, she leaned into him to keep their noses touching each other.

They spent the rest of their night in Adrian’s room. Y/N was laying in Adrian’s bed on her back, while Adrian was laying on his back with his head resting on her stomach. She was reading a novel to him. It was a novel off his own bookshelf, and it was one he had read countless times before.

But it sounded so different coming from her lips.

She read it in a way he never had before. It was like he was hearing it for the first time ever.

Y/N went home that night, clad in one of Adrian’s Quidditch sweaters. She had never worn any sort of Slytherin uniform. But Adrian couldn’t send her home in just her party dress. It was past midnight and it was freezing. He pulled it over her head and kissed her lips once she poked out from the head hole. 

They whispered goodnight and shared one last kiss before Y/N slipped out of the door and made her way across the street. She snuck in the same way they had snuck out just hours before- and she fell on her bed, still in her red dress and Adrian’s sweater; and that was the quickest she had ever fallen asleep. And it was the most peaceful slumber.

And if they weren’t inseparable in July? They certainly were in August.

Y/N and Adrian spent every day together. He kept his word and went through his bookshelf and now he felt that he knew her better than he could have ever hoped to. He was always sending her home with books he wanted her to read, and when she finished them- they would talk about it for hours.

It was the evening of the 8th of August and he had flown on his broomstick to her bedroom window and was tapping on the glass, begging to be let in. She had been laying on her bed- writing in a journal with the most recent book he gave her, finished next to her.

Y/N walked over to crank the window open and Adrian stumbled in. “What are you doing!” she exclaimed as she moved for him to stand beside her. She took the broom from him and stood it up against the wall beside them.

“Hello to you too,” he said sarcastically, capturing her in a kiss. “Did you finish? Tell me you finished” He kissed her again.

She walked over to her bed, grabbing the small novel with a white cover, flashing it to him. “I finished it.”

It was a mystery novel written by a muggle about a girl who worked at a diner and read obituaries on her breaks. And one day, she read her own obituary and realized she was dead. It followed her and a boy, who was a regular at the diner- he was revealed to be an angel who frequented the diner to get her to realize she was actually dead.

Y/N enjoyed it, and Adrian knew she would. Which is precisely why he was so eager to talk about it. 

Adrian sat on Y/N’s window seat and pulled his leg up to untie the black high top converse he wore every day. Once they were both pulled off, he left them on the floor and when to join Y/N, who was sitting on her bed.

“And?” he urged her. 

The two sat up in her bed for an hour talking about the book. They shared the parts they liked and the parts they didn’t. They shared what they wished had happened and the theories they made in their heads as they read. Y/N, with the book still in her hand- walked over to her bookshelf to grab another novel.

She wanted to show Adrian a book similar that she loved. Without either of them realizing it, she slid Adrian’s book into the slot on her shelf.

Adrian stared up at her as she spoke passionately about the book. He was listening, at first. But after just a few moments, he noticed that her voice had been drowned out by his thoughts. He tried to memorize every detail of her face. Every freckle, every curve- everything.

He wordlessly took the book from her hands and pulled her down for a kiss.

This kiss was not like the ones they shared previously. And in the almost 2 weeks since they first kissed in the gazebo, they had shared countless kisses.

This kiss was different. It was deep and longing. And before either of them could stop it- not that either of them wanted to, Y/N was sitting comfortably on top of Adrian’s lap. 

They had spent so much time together in the last month, and they were all each other thought about. Maybe they didn’t anticipate this the first afternoon when Y/N brought Salem back, but they wouldn’t trade this, nor the events leading up to it, for anything. Y/N was all Adrian wanted, and Adrian was all Y/N wanted.

They grasped at each other’s clothes and tossed in the sheets of Y/N’s bed. 

“Adrian” Y/N gasped, grasping at his shoulders as he kissed down her neck.

He stopped his actions, coming up to rest his nose on her’s- something he did a lot. “What's wrong, love?”

“Nothing, nothing- I’m perfect” she answered, not wanting him to be concerned.

His face broke out into a smile and he began to snicker, “Yeah, I know” and he dipped down to continue leaving sloppy kisses on her neck and collarbone.

“Adrian, I-“ she stopped to let a whimper fall from her lips as he mouthed at a sensitive spot on the nape of her neck, “I want you”

He stopped again, coming up so they were face to face again. “Really?” 

She nodded, and she couldn’t believe that he didn’t believe her. He was all she wanted. “Yes”

“Y/N, are you sure?” Adrian whispered

“I’m sure, Adri” she whispered back at the same level, “I just, I’ve never-“ 

Adrian understood and he hushed her. He leaned down from above her to kiss each of her eyelids lightly. “It's okay, love. Don’t worry about that. Let me take care of you”

Her eyes fluttered open to look at him and she nodded timidly. With that, they shared another kiss- it wasn’t their first of the night and it wouldn’t be the last. Adrian was muttering a simple silencing charm on the room, while Y/N charmed the door to ensure no one could walk in.

The next morning was the first of many spent with the sun beaming through the curtains as they laid in bed together, their limbs tangled together- soft kisses and smiles being shared.

One night they snuck down the stairs of the Y/L/N home together to fetch the bottle of the red Elf-Made wine that Adrian’s mother had gifted to Y/N’s mother. It had been weeks at that point, and for some reason- she never drank it. And they just couldn’t let it go to waste.

It was a month full of silencing and locking charms. Not that they had to hide in Y/N’s house. Y/N’s mum and Holly both knew about all the nights Adrian spent in her bed. And Y/N thought the Pucey family knew about the nights she spent in Adrian’s bed as well. But he was careful to ensure they didn’t. And he was even more careful to ensure that Y/N didn’t know that his family didn’t know.

She was his secret, and she didn’t even know it.

Towards the end of the month, Y/N had something to confess.

“Hey, Adrian?” her voice was a little raw, but she was laying in his bed. His sheets were soft. She liked spending the night in his room. They definitely spent more time in her’s, so it was always a nice change.

Her head was rested on his chest and his fingers were combing through her hair- his pinky on his free hand was linked with her’s. Adrian hummed. “What’s up, love?”

“I was meant to tell you this weeks ago, but I kept forgetting” she tried to explain herself to cushion the blow. “but i’m actually going away in a few days”

His ears perked and he looked down at her, “What d’you mean? Where are you going off to?” 

She tilted her head up to rest her chin on her chest, looking up at him. “m’going to Denmark, to visit my grandmother”

He didn’t say anything. He continued to comb his fingers through her hair and massage her scalp, but he didn’t say anything.

He looked as if he was deep in thought. “Oh, well that sounds nice. Where does she live?” He tried asking her questions about the trip to cover the disappointment he felt.

“She lives in a little coastal town in Denmark. She's my grandmother on my dad’s side, so she’s a muggle.” she explained. she smiled a little, she hadn’t seen her grandmother in so long and she was excited. “I haven’t seen her since summer after third year”

When she went to her mother with the idea early on in the summer, she was ecstatic for her. They got in contact and they began to plan the whole trip. Part of her was hopeful that she would get the chance to see her father, but after sending him an owl- he let her know that he wouldn’t be able to make it to Denmark for the end of August to see her as he was due to be in America.

“That's a long time. Do y’know how long will you be gone for?” he asked, hoping there would still be time for them.

“I won't be back until the last weekend of summer. I’m really just coming back to pack for school” she told him, bringing her hand up to trace the shadows that were cast on his face

“So, I won't see you until school?” Y/N didn’t understand why Adrian sounded so upset about this. Of course she would see him at school. 

“Actually, not necessarily,” she admitted. “That's actually what I wanted to talk to you about. You could-“ she stopped. Adrian was focused on her, awaiting for her to continue. “It might be a dumb idea- but you could come with me? If you wanted?”

When Adrian didn’t say anything, Y/N began to panic.

“You don’t have to. It was just a thought. Well, actually. I’ve already worked it out. I ran it past my mum and my grandmother- and they’re on board. We would stay in the guest house by the beach. Not that I expected you to drop the rest of your summer for me- I just wanted to work everything out in case when I brought it up to you, everything would be sorted” she trailed off. “I’m sorry”

Y/N sat up in the bed. Searching for her shirt to pull over her head so she could get out of Adrian’s room as fast as she could to save herself any further embarrassment.

“Hey, Y/N. Stop” he said gently, reaching out to grasp her hand in his. “Hey, it’s alright. Come here” he tugged her gently back onto the bed.

She sat next to him, still facing away. He pressed a kiss to her shoulder, trying to turn her body towards him. 

When she finally gave in, he saw the tears leaking out of her eyes and down her cheeks. He brushed them away with his thumb as quickly as possible. “Hey, none of that. Come on, baby- none of that” He brought her face close to kiss her eyelids.

“I'm sorry, Adri” Y/N tried to stop the hot tears that were falling down her cheeks, really out of embarrassment- she leaned her forehead against his. Adrian shook his head in protest.

“No, love. I’m sorry. I would love to come with you to Denmark. I want to spend every minute I can with you, ok? I’ll get it sorted” he assured her, she nodded in understanding and he pressed a chaste kiss to her hairline.

Now Adrian had no idea how he was going to pull this off. But he would try because he did want to spend as much time with her before summer ended. He knew they were doomed to be a summer love from the morning after they kissed for the first time. He never told Y/N this, and he never intended to. He didn’t know how he would tell her when the time came- but he figured it was a problem for future Adrian. But the closer the deadline came, the more nervous and guilty he felt. 

Adrian didn’t figure out that Y/N had absolutely no knowledge of his girlfriend until a few weeks after they started hanging out initially- and a few weeks before they kissed. 

This was all his fault. It was up to him to put a stop to it before it started, but he didn’t.

And it was up to him to-you know, not have two girlfriends at once. But he figured, he would break up with Y/N before they left for school, and go back to Marietta- and everything would be fine. That’s what he figured. 

He ended up just telling his family the truth.

Part of the truth.

He told them that Y/N asked him to go with her to Denmark- which she did. However, he said it was because she wasn’t too fond of her father’s mother and was being forced to go- but was told she could bring a friend, which wasn’t true.

He told Marietta that he and his family were going on a trip together so his owls may take longer to arrive.

Adrian didn’t like to lie. But at this point, what other choice did he have? He couldn’t bear the thought of telling the whole truth to everyone involved- it was sure to ruin everything. And he wasn’t ready for everything to be ruined yet, hoping if he played his cards yet- it would all turn out smoothly.

They ended up taking muggle transportation to get there. She insisted, seeing as it was too dangerous, difficult and illegal to apparate. And sure they could’ve flown, but she didn’t trust her flying skills enough- and there was no way she and Adrian were sharing one broomstick over the North Sea.

They’d done it a ton over the summer, but never on such a long trip, and never over an ocean.

Nevertheless, the couple made it- Adrian wasn’t too worried about the technicalities of the airplane and Y/N assured him that she had flown this way before. 

Growing up, her father had insisted that the family live in a fair balance of wizarding ways as well as muggle ways.

The only thing Adrian didn’t take too well to, was the crowded airports. It wasn’t too bad once they landed in Denmark since it was such a small town- but there’s something about the London International Airport in the middle of August that made it incredibly crowded.

Y/N’s grandmother’s house was nice. It was a big white house on a cliff, with a small guesthouse around back. It had stone stairs that lead down to a private beach. Adrian thought it was perfect. 

He has never been around so many muggles before being with Y/N. Not that he minded, and not that he ever minded. It was just, different. And it was nice seeing her in such a different element than he had been seeing all summer, or how he saw her in school. 

They spent their days with Y/N’s grandmother- whether they were baking, or doing various chores and tasks they were given to help her out. At one point, she had given them a can of paint primer and some baby blue paint and had them paint the fence outback.

“Your father said he would do it! But you know how he is!” She would tell them. “I’m so glad you two are here! I haven’t seen my granddaughter in far too long, and for her to bring along such a charming young man!” 

She had made the two of them blush more over those two weeks than they had all summer.

Y/N showed Adrian baby photos of her, photos of her and her muggle cousins. She pointed out which ones she loved and some she had seen for the first time.

Adrian felt, special. Being here with her.

On one of the last days of the trip, Y/N’s grandmother had left the two alone to take a day trip to visit one of her friends in another town.

“What d’you wanna do today, love?” Adrian asked her as he spread a layer of raspberry jelly onto a slice of toast.

They spent the majority of their trip in various bathing suits. So Adrian was currently in a pair of yellow board shorts and no shirt. Y/N’s bathing suit was dark navy blue however she wore a white beachy bathing suit cover-up over it, and she too- was eating a slice of raspberry jelly toast. 

This particular loaf of bread, they baked themselves the day before.

“You know what I haven't done since I was a kid?” she asked him, resting her chin on his shoulder. 

“What's that, eh?” 

“Made sea salt! I used to do it here with my dad all the time!” Adrian watched as her face began to light up and glow, just as it always did when she spoke about her childhood.

Adrian leaned down to kiss her nose lightly. “Anything you want to do, love”

A happy squeal left her lips as she set her slice of toast down on the counter. She turned to begin rustling through the cabinets for a bottle.

Y/N ended up finding a large, tall glass bottle with a cork lid. She didn’t know what her grandmother used them for now- but when she was a little girl, she and her dad used them to collect the seawater.

“Come on!” she grabbed Adrian’s hand and pulled him towards the door. “Come on, Adri! Leave the toast!”

They laughed together as they ran down to the water. The sand was hot on the bottom of their feet and the stone of the steps was worse. But as they got down to the private beach, the sand was soft and the waves crashed lightly at their feet. The beach really had no traction for miles. The water was clean with minimal pollution. Her grandfather used to go fishing in this area before he passed away.

“Okay, just go collect the water,” she told him, giving him the bottle.

He took the bottle from her, but not without protest. His arms opened wide in questioning. “Why do I have to do it?” 

“Because! It’s your first time! Now hush! I’ve never been the teacher before!” she shooed him towards the water. With a slight roll of his eyes, Adrian walked over to the water. He walked out until the water hit the middle of his calves, in order to minimize the amount of sand.

She watched as he crouched down to dunk the bottle under the water. He was facing away from her and the sun beaming off and kissing his summer tanned skin. 

Y/N followed shortly after him. He was taller than her, so the water seemed deeper to her than he.

She came up behind him and pressed her palms face down against his back. In that moment, he looked perfect. He looked heavenly.

She leaned down to press kisses to the few freckles that littered his back. Her nose leaned against his warm skin as he stood up with his full bottle of saltwater. “C’mon, we gotta strain and filter it next,” She told him, pressing a kiss to the bottom of his jawline. And they walked hand in hand back up to the main house. 

The remainder of their afternoon was spent filtering and boiling the saltwater, Adrian insisted on doing it multiple times. They then put it in a big pot to boil away. During that time, the two sat on the bay window seat and Adrian read to her.

She told him about how much she loved the window seat in her childhood. She showed him a stain she made once while eating cherry pie when she was six. She told him that she loved it so much, her mother made sure she had her very own in her room.

And Adrian loved the bay window seat in Y/N’s room.

She laid in his lap and listened to his soft voice as he read. It was a book off her grandmother’s shelf- so it was new for both of them.

Adrian and Y/N just felt so, close. They felt so attached and so intimately connected.

And when the saltwater boiled into a thick reduction- they threw it in the oven to rid it from any remaining moisture.- and they started to make dinner.

The entire procedure was Y/N teaching Adrian how to do it. She hardly did any of the work herself. Just as her dad did for her when she was little. She remembers how it made it feel special- it made her feel like she had done it all herself. And she could tell Adrian felt the same way as he looked at the finished sea salt in the pan.

“What do we do with it?” he asked, as he broke it up into flakes with a fork. 

“Well-” she started and began to rummage through the cabinets again. This time- she was searching for a set of matching glass jars with a cork. She knew her grandmother had a load of them. “We bottle it up and keep it. I have a few vials on my shelves back home. You can cook with it but normally I just keep it on display” she explained, setting the two medium cylinders on the table. “it’s just salt”

They wordlessly filled a jar each with their salt. When both corks were back in place- Y/N switched them.

 “What was that for?” he asked her with a smile.

“Now I have the one you filled, and you have the one I filled. It’s like- a reminder of this moment” she told him, reaching over to hold his face in her hands. “A keepsake” 

Adrian smiled and pulled her in for a kiss, a salty kiss. The salt air working its way in their mouths. “At least we know it tastes good.” 

A few days later, Adrian and Y/N left Denmark.

They arrived home just 3 days before they were due to catch the Hogwarts Express. And they spent one more day together.

Adrian knew it would be the last day they would spend together, but Y/N didn’t.

It was spent in her bedroom. Adrian wanted one more chance to soak up everything about Y/N before they left for school. He helped her unpack her suitcase from the trip, and he helped her begin to pack for school.

They spent it twisted in the bedsheets and they spent it reading and kissing and laughing. It was as if they were trying to relive their entire summer together in one singular day.

She bid him goodbye at the end of the night, with a soft kiss and a gentle whisper of “See you on the train, alright?”

Adrian didn’t say anything in response, he just captured her lips in a kiss. A passionate kiss. A kiss that Adrian knew, would very well be their last. 

And he left.

The next day they wouldn’t see each other, Y/N had to head to Diagon Alley to get her school books. It was a bit late, but when else would she have had time to do it? From what she understood, Adrian’s mum and sister picked up his books while they got Lilith’s. 

The morning of the first day back to Hogwarts, Y/N woke up to see Soren on her window sill, a cardstock tied to his foot. She opened the window and took the letter from him. 

Adrian must’ve sent it after she was already asleep. Once she had the note, Soren flew away. Normally when Soren visited, he stayed until she wrote her response so he could take it over. So Y/N assumed this letter didn’t need a response.

“Y/N,

I’m so sorry.

Adrian”

She flipped it over in confusion. The note was the only thing written on it. And she didn’t know what she meant.

‘No matter,’ she thought to herself, ‘I’ll just ask him on the train’.

She looked over to his house, seeing the curtains to his room were shut.

Her day went on as normal. The same it always did. She ate breakfast, she finished packing, she got dressed. Her mom had her Platform 9¾ ticket, as she always did. And she packed all her belongings into the car. She said goodbye to Holly and she and her mother drove to Kings Cross Station together. 

Saying bye to her mom was always bittersweet. They spoke through letters a ton over the course of the semesters and they were very close. Unfortunately, the majority of her summer was spent with Adrian so she didn’t get to see her mom as much as she initially anticipated.

And she felt guilty about it until she was in her mother’s arms and she could feel her tears trickling onto her shoulder.

“Don’t cry, mum” she whispered as they swayed back and forth on the platform. She pulled back slightly to wipe her mother’s tears from her face with the back of her hand.

“I love you, darling” 

“I love you too, mum”

She pressed a kiss to the top of her daughter’s head. “It’s starting to get crowded, why don’t you go find a seat, yeah?”

From over and behind her mom, through all the people- Y/N could spot Adrian. She could spot Adrian with a wide smile, arms wrapped around a girl in a Ravenclaw cloak. He had her in his arms and was spinning her around. Her curly blonde hair fell down over her shoulders and he kissed her cheek. Y/N swears she could hear their laughs from where she stood.

“Y/N?” her mom spoke. Her head snapped back towards her and remembered what she had just said. 

“Yeah mum, yeah I’ll just go find a seat” she gave her mom one last hug before hopping on the train, finding her dormmates with ease and sitting next to them.

“Y/N!” they exclaimed, she smiled and for a moment- the image of Adrian and the blonde Ravenclaw was gone. The group of friends began to catch up with each other. None of them had seen each other since their last day of 6th year.

“Did you guys hear about Edgecomb and Pucey?” one of the girls said. 

A course of ‘no’s echoed around their enclosed cart, and Y/N’s interest was piqued. “Apparently he’s been shagging someone else over the summer. At least, her friends think he has. She was away all summer and his letters were ‘vague’ and he seemed ‘uninterested’” she continued. the rest of the group listened intently to the gossip, Y/N was in shock.

“But she hasn’t found out if it’s true? Or who with?” another asked- earning a shake of the head.

“Sorry. Who are we talking about here?” Y/N asked, hoping she just misheard at first. 

“Marietta Edgecomb and Adrian Pucey! They’ve been together since the end of 5th year! She’s a Ravenclaw in the year below us. Their one year anniversary was right before summer started”

Y/N definitely heard correctly: But she didn’t understand. There had to be a misunderstanding. She had spent her entire summer with Adrian, surely she would’ve known?

She racked her brain trying to think of any clues from the last seven weeks that this could have any truth to it.

She wanted to talk to him, but no matter how hard she tried- she could not find the right time to.

Surely he would be riding with her on the train, and when they got to school- she was whisked away by the friends she hadn’t seen in months. At the feast? It was mandatory for houses to sit with each other. It was a rule that was never enforced during the year but at the big feasts, it was. Mostly for the sorting ceremonies.

By some weird miracle, they had no classes together.

And by the time she caught a moment where none of her friends were around, and there Adrian was- with none of his friends around? It had been 3 weeks and she could not bring herself to care anymore. And she felt like she was going out of her mind. Adrian and Marietta seemed to be doing fine thus far, so she assumes she never did find out about their summer. She couldn’t bring herself to tell anyone about it, she just sent her mum a letter saying she and Adrian had ‘broken up’. If she could even call it that.

They went from spending every waking moment together, to not even looking at each other in the corridors.

And Y/N finally understood what Adrian’s last letter meant. He was apologizing for pretending that nothing happened between them.

So she sat down at her house table and thanked any angel looking down on her that she wasn’t in Slytherin house. Y/N found comfort in loud, noisy places. It was her favourite place to sit and work. She found the library eerily quiet, and the common room too filled with people she knew and liked- so it was easy to get distracted.

“Did you guys hear about Marietta Edgecomb begging Professor Flitwick to switch her out of his third block Charms class?” Y/N heard a student in her year say from the table behind her. “It’s her class with Pucey. Alicia Spinnet said he cheated on her over the summer”

She heard a chorus of gasps from the group. “Does anyone know with who? Is it someone from here?”

“No, he won’t tell her who”

And Y/N felt sick. Where was the closest toilet again? Down the corridor? Maybe she could book it up the stairs into Moaning Myrtle’s bathroom. At least there she could cry in peace.

“Well did Flitwick switch her out?” 

“Yeah, she’s in my Charms class now. Fifth block”

‘Good for him’ Y/N thought. She has always been fond of Professor Flitwick. He’s always been kind to her and he had a soft spot for students he knew were struggling in any way. Especially those in his own house.

A loud bang gained her attention, as well as a few others around her. 

“Mari! Mari, please stop!” She heard his voice plead at the girl who was trying to leave the great hall. 

“So it’s true then?” 

“Mar, you know you can’t listen to anything Spinnet says! Remember when she told the entire school we shagged in the Prefect’s bathroom?” 

“I don’t have time for this Adrian. Is it true? Or is it not true?” She turned to face him, and Y/N then had a perfect view of the distraught girl. Her eyes were red, puffy and soaked with tears. Her pale skin was burning red.

“You can’t believe a word Spinnet says, Mari. And I don’t know how she found out about this but-” Y/N’s eyes were glued to the scene. She couldn’t pry them away. It was rude of her, but why were they having it out in the Great Hall?

“Mari it’s true and I am so sorry. I don’t know why I did it” 

“Stop, Adrian. I don’t want to hear anymore. And I don’t want to hear from you ever again. Okay, just- just leave me alone.” And Marietta left. And it seemed that everyone’s eyes were glued to Adrian standing in the middle of the room.

“What are you all looking at!” he barked, “Salazar,” Adrian scoffed and everyone who was watching snapped their heads away, all except one. 

Y/N was frozen. Tears leaked out of the corner of her eyes and he looked at her. He looked at her for the first time in weeks. She tried not to draw any attention to her as she began to fill with rage.

Adrian took one hesitant step towards her and she shook her head slowly. She gathered her belongings from around her and stood to leave. She didn’t really know where her feet were going to take her but she whisked past Adrian who had now successfully lost both Y/N and Marietta. 

You chase two girls, you lose the one. And Adrian had decided early on that Y/N was not ‘the one’.

Because as the weeks and months went on, she had to continue to listen to the stories, the gossip- of everything Adrian Pucey did to win back Marietta Edgecomb.

The worst was when he snuck into a Ravenclaw Halloween party. A party that Y/N had also been invited to but decided she wasn’t up for it. She heard a few Ravenclaws talking about it in Transfiguration one day. 

They talked about how sweet it was and how he profused his love for her. He told her how much he missed her. He told her that for every night he spent with ‘her’, he was dreaming of Marietta. He told her that he is only seventeen and he can’t promise to not make any more mistakes- but that there would be anything in his life he regrets more than hurting her with his summer fling.

That one stung.

Y/N thought back to all the times Adrian told her how much he hated crowds. She thought back to when he told her the only reason he went to her mother’s party, was so he could see her. And what once was a sweet memory, then turned sour when she realized how unspecial it was. How unspecial she was. How he was never her’s. 

She felt she didn’t have the right to be sad about it. But even though he was never her’s, she was always his.

And so she cried in Moaning Myrtle’s bathroom anyways.

And Myrtle just sat with her.

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PART TWO !!

double a/n; guys i am obsessed with this one. if you’re a mega swiftie like me, you’ll notice that some of the elements of this story don’t perfectly match up with taylor’s songs. most notably that the reader has no idea that she is the ‘other woman’, whereas it’s implied in the song that she does. i found myself writing a true summer love rather than a summer affair, anywho just figured i’d talk about it in case anyone else picked up on it- or if i’m just overthinking it since i am my own worst critic. anyways!! send me any and all thoughts you have on this fic! i’d love to hear them!

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dating adrian pucey

summary: a list of what it’s like dating adrian

notes: no mentions of appearance, race, or gender (as always)

warnings: uhh some spice?

a/n: i just wanted to post something LMAO. also if you saw this on my master list but it wasn’t linked, it’s bc it was in my drafts but i hadn’t finished working on it. lmk if y’all would like a part 2. also would y’all like me to make a tag list?

- if you’re from another house, you take turns sitting at each other’s table

- if you’re a slytherin, you and your friends sit with the team

- terence will become one of your best friends over time

- hiding adrian from flint so he doesn’t force adrian to go practice and you can go on dates

- adrian LOVES coffee (surprisingly)

he’s a coffee fiend

you’ll have to force him to stop drinking it ESPECIALLY during testing week

- dates at hogsmeade

- if you play quidditch, he is your biggest cheerleader

- if you don’t play qudditch, he expects you to be cheering for him at the top of your lungs even if you’re from a different house (he understands if you don’t tho)

he will have you wear his jersey regardless if you play or your house or whatever

- sex after a game

victory sex or otherwise, doesn’t matter you are getting TREATED

- the team teases both of you so much even if they’re also dating someone

- he cannot tie his tie to save his life so you do it for him

terence used to do it for him but adrian replaced him with you

- if you’re good at divination, adrian has you give him readings

- if you’re not good at divination, he tries to learn with you about it

he doesn’t make fun of divination like most of the wizarding world

- has a picture of you in his wallet

fully clothed or not, that’s up to you to decide

- naked cuddling

- king of aftercare‼️

- i talked about this in the break up one shot but he would send a mug of tea or coffee up to your dorm if he couldn’t bring it up for you himself

- if you’re down to smoke, he would blow smoke into your mouth while kissing

- tipsy make out sessions in the corner during a party

- gave you a dog tag necklace with his name engraved into it

he has a golden locket with a picture of the both of you

- he would be the first to apologize after an argument

- loves giving (and receiving) hickies

- THE BANTER IS AMAZING

- still tried to romance you like he would before y’all started dating

- has you give him massages after qudditch practice

- showering together

- will let you draw on him during class

- keeps all the letters and notes you’ve given him

[dhr-ao3]

It Had To Be You

It Had To Be You https://ift.tt/gi5TcLp by sonalisahni “We’re here to vote on an experiment of sorts,” Tiberius said. “Unmarried adults between the ages of twenty and twenty-two will be asked to get to know other individuals of that same age, under complete anonymity, of course. After a time getting to know each other, they shall pick one person to explore a relationship with going forward—exclusively and in matrimony, of course.”   “A blind dating show?” Hermione’s mouth fell open. “Your solution to bigotry is a blind dating reality show?”   OR   A fic in which everybody dates everybody anonymously as the wizarding world watches on. Even you won't really know who's who! But you can guess and comment what ships you like. Words: 5250, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M Characters: Draco Malfoy, Hermione Granger, Harry Potter, Theodore Nott, Blaise Zabini, Ron Weasley, Dean Thomas, Seamus Finnigan, Neville Longbottom, Cormac McLaggen, Ernie Macmillan, Justin Finch-Fletchley, Adrian Pucey, Michael Corner, Pansy Parkinson, Daphne Greengrass, Luna Lovegood, Astoria Greengrass, Ginny Weasley, Cho Chang, Padma Patil, Tracey Davis (Harry Potter), Hannah Abbott, Marietta Edgecombe, Romilda Vane, Fred Weasley, George Weasley Relationships: Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy Additional Tags: love is blind, Love is Blind Meets HP with a Twist, everyone dates everyone, Everyone knows each other, dating show, Ministry Law, Fluff and Angst, banter and fluff, Possessive Draco, Vacation, Draco in Linen Pants, Post-War, Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE, Forced Marriage, Enemies to Lovers, Forced Proximity, Unredeemed Draco Malfoy, Mid Burn, Sexual Tension, Unresolved Sexual Tension, Angst, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Eventual Smut, Smut, Multi-POV, All the Ships are Possible, VOTE IN THE COMMENTS, House Elf Shennanigans via AO3 works tagged 'Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy' https://ift.tt/qDBMIn6 April 18, 2024 at 07:45PM

[ghostofscarley]

YALL DONT UNDERSTAND HOW EXCITED I AM

@lilyswh0re @limerenze @loverssfevers @thiswitchyweirdo

its coming !!!

[dr4cking]

3k celebration dialogues.

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Draco Malfoy

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surprising stepbro!draco on his birthday with your lingerie

seducing draco

prof!draco punishing you because you didn’t do homework

stepbro!draco corrupting innocent!reader

ceo!draco fucking you because he needs an heir

stepbro!draco teasing reader after he took your virginity

draco has baby fever and wants to breed you

stepbro!!draco taking you from the back + breeding kink

draco making love to you in a tub with petals and candles

draco getting steamy with nanny!reader in a pool

draco getting steamy with nanny!reader in a pool part 2

getting fucked roughly and degraded by mean dom!draco

stepbro!draco spending lazy afternoon with you

sex with mafia!draco and one of his members caught you

jealous!draco punishing you with a vibrator and edging

draco granting your filthy kinky wishes

stepdad!draco gets hard by the sight of you changing clothes

draco fucking you in front of his friends

tying and edging sub!draco

stalker!draco putting a camera in your room to watch you masturbate

draco giving you erotic massage

saying safewords to draco during rough sex

draco being possesive and claiming you

wax dripping punishment by dom!draco

draco fucking you in the prefect’s bath tub

stuck in elevator with enemy!draco

sex with draco in a broom closet and get caught by snape

having kids talk with draco (smutty part)

pegging husband!draco

jealous sex with enemy!draco

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sister!reader picking girls for brother!draco

boyfriend!draco watching you play with babies

draco secretly dating his best friend’s sister

draco feels bad after using you

having kids talk with husband!draco

comparing draco’s hand size with you

Theodore Nott

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theo getting hard watching you sleep

first time with fratboy!theo

dom!theo punishing you after a fight

dirty dancing with fratboy!theo

the tension after big argument with boyfriend!theo

Blaise Zabini

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blaise taking you right before your wedding day

Tom Riddle

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dom!tom obsessed with you and wants to breed you

Pansy Parkinson

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dom!pansy fingering you for your first time

The Weasleys

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stepdad!ron obsessed with your tits

perv!fred masturbating to the sight of you

giving perv!fred your perfect ass for his view

rough sex and knife kink with dom!fred

perv!george buying you revealing clothes

Adrian Pucey

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boyfriend!adrian being clingy with you

Luna Lovegood

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luna helping you feel better after you ruined her present

Sirius Black

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using safeword because you couldn’t take it anymore

sirius making his friends punishing you after you flirted with them

using safeword during sex with sirius

sirius getting you back from subspace

James Potter

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soft dom!james praising you after getting good grades

husband!james making love to you after the wedding night

dom!james exploring what you liked during sex

james dressing up as a cop to frisk you

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feeling unwanted and used by james

telling your husband!james and baby harry that you’re expecting another child

james spoiling and buying you clothes

Remus Lupin

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rough fuck with dom!remus but you’re afraid to use safewords

Poly Relationship

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poly!marauders takes turn to give you orgasms for your birthday present

getting fucked and humiliated by poly!marauders in public

poly!dron helping you get out from your subspace

draco and theo fucking their best friend

poly!draco, theo, blaise fucking reader after being subby

sub!draco being tied and edged by dom!reader and switch!pansy

showing sub!pansy how to make dom!theo cum

unexpected threesome with dom!theo and dom!pansy

[ao3feed-harryginny]

[Podfic] Rosemary for Remembrance

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/JvN4Lbc by PaperCraneAudiobooks A post-war, slow-burn, enemies to lovers Dramione story about healing, redemption, and second chances. Featuring a full cast of your favourite snarky Slytherins. Podfic of Rosemary for Remembrance by rubber_soul02. Words: 21, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: F/M, M/M Characters: Draco Malfoy, Hermione Granger, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Neville Longbottom, Adrian Pucey, Theodore Nott, Pansy Parkinson, Daphne Greengrass, Minerva McGonagall, Blaise Zabini, Kingsley Shacklebolt, Ginny Weasley, Narcissa Black Malfoy Relationships: Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy, Daphne Greengrass/Adrian Pucey, Harry Potter/Ginny Weasley, Theodore Nott/Blaise Zabini Additional Tags: Post-War, Angst, Fluff, Slow Burn, Enemies to Lovers, POV Hermione Granger, hermione is messed up from the war, Eventual Smut, POV Third Person, Romance, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Explicit Sexual Content, Explicit Language, Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Healing, Post-Hogwarts, Happy Ending, Enthusiastic Consent, draco isn't too soft, Tattoos, no beta we die like women, Fluff and Angst, Personal Growth, Dark Mark, Idiots in Love, HEA, Good Slytherins, A bit toxic, Flourish and Blotts, Banter, Podfic, Podfic Length: 15-20 Hours, Audio Format: M4B, Audio Format: Streaming, Audio Format: Download read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/JvN4Lbc