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daegutowns · 6 months

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your enhypen hogwarts boyfriend

tags: hogwarts au, gn!reader, this is the grind rn

gryffindor: heeseung, niki

heeseung: quidditch team chaser

secretly (not so secretly) an attention seeker

please expect to hype him up and fawn over him on quidditch match days -- especially on matches with slytherin (he always has a bet with jay)

“babe i need you to boo jay if he ever comes near you.”

and he is so serious about this

mcgonagall claims she doesn’t like him but he’s just lucky that he’s actually really good at quidditch (bc his transfiguration grades are not sexy)

excels in defense against the dark arts AND potions but snape hates him

he swears up and down he didn’t do anything this time to get detention but you know better. and he’s always begging the captain to not kick him off

“please, you know snape wants my left buttcheek!”

talks shit before the match (especially to jay) and then feigns innocence if he’s asked about it

this is the result of years of watching quidditch matches with his dad (their favorite team is the montrose magpies -- and he WILL badmouth puddlemere united if that team is mentioned)

likes to sleep next to you in the library after practice while you study

riki: quidditch team beater

rebellious, passionate, and playful -- riki is a gryffindor through and through

always getting caught up in pranks. denies ever being inside zonko’s even though that’s the first place he goes in hogsmeade

like okay ????

claims mrs. norris (filch’s cat) is best friends with him, but he has no real way of proving this

shy about pda because of his friends, so he likes meeting up with you in secret and passing you notes in class

…until he gets caught and has to read them out loud

then he decides that fuck it! it’s better to just air it out anyways. not his problem what they find disgusting!

straight up livin’ that thug life y’all #getrekt

lowkey getting brainwashed by heeseung (go magpies!)

makes up all his dreams for his divination dream journal but always makes it about you so he can pretend to be offended if someone says it’s fake

hufflepuff: sunghoon, jungwon

sunghoon: prefect (head boy)

this hard-working and kind-hearted boy is a true hufflepuff through and through

everyone thought by his looks that he’d either be in slytherin or ravenclaw, but it’s more obvious when he opens his mouth

he’s kind of like cedric diggory -- super well-liked, popular, good-looking, and smart

he’s got all the hufflepuff girls and gays giggling around him n shit

“first years follow me to the common room” and the new hufflepuffs are tripping over their feet trying to ask him questions

it’s okay because he only has eyes for you <3

haha jk sometimes he’ll tease you and say “are you jealous? you look jealous~” and then backtrack and say nevermind that he’s sorry and he doesn’t actually know what other people look like. in fact he only knows one name and it’s yours.

he doesn’t really need to be doing all that but it’s fun messing with him

goes around humbly (not so humbly) bragging about you until he gets smacked by snape for messing around during (but that doesn’t stop him)

he likes taking you to cheesy date spots, like madam puddifoot’s tea shop or the covered walkway near spintwitches sporting needs where everyone else had their first kisses

jungwon: quidditch team seeker

well-rounded, responsible, and dependable -- these are all traits of a hufflepuff that describe jungwon perfectly

to be honest, he’s really just here for the vibes

his favorite pastime is collecting chocolate frog cards

(he is specifically looking for the gold and silver albus dumbledore cards that have been out of circulation for years)

he’s a very talented seeker, but everyone else’s praise doesnt mean anything. he needs YOUR praise specifically and will pretend to not like it just so he can hear it more (but you know better!)

please help him study… he is definitely getting that quidditch scouting from a professional team but jungwon said he might get a T (troll) in history of magic

he has a black cat named dooly that terrorizes him before he sleeps

you like dragging him to the kitchens to eat chocolate snacks with him before bed, but he gets nervous sneaking out sometimes

likes sitting underneath the big willow tree near the black lake with his head in your lap. please run your hands through his hair!

ravenclaw: jake

jake: quidditch team beater

everyone really would’ve expected that he would’ve been in either gryffindor or hufflepuff just based on personality alone

the sorting gave him a choice, and he just went with the house that had more of his friends that he made on the train

he loves it when you show up to practice because now it’s even more awesome! now even more of his favorite people are in the same place

“babe look at this!” while he does a flip ???

if he falls off, now both you AND the rest of his team can laugh at him

loves it even more if you show up to his games fully decked out (beyond his imagination) in his house colors, even if that’s not your house

he never expects this from you but he’s soooo happy when it happens that it motivates you to keep doing it

self-declared next quidditch captain (and flitwick will give it to him)

he’ll even tutor you in transfigurations (his best subject) for kisses, because despite being an athlete, he’s also got good grades???? sometimes god has favorites

“if you think i’m a cool boyfriend, give me a kiss”

his favorite type of date is sneaking out to the kitchens with you and sharing a pudding cake

slytherin: jay, sunoo

jay: quidditch team keeper

unsurprisingly, jay comes from a long line of other slytherins

he’s pretty laidback compared to the rest of his family, but always insists that you go with him to family functions (because “baby they’re too boring without you!”)

you two always end up at the snacks table gossiping with his cool cousins anyways

flexes by buying you all your snacks on the train + of course covers all the dates

pretty popular within slytherin house, but only because he’s good at quidditch and also has pretty good grades (in everything except herbology)

hates the keeper pickup lines and jokes but likes

lined up to be the next captain!

claims he wants to work for the ministry of magic’s department of mysteries

“i got an image to keep”

whatever you say babygirl ^^

expects to be holding hands whenever you’re walking the halls with him

requires a good luck kiss before every quidditch match

sunoo: prefect

a lot of people expected sunoo to get into hufflepuff! he defies expectations

seriously, he made a name for himself within the house

with as ambitious as he is, it’s not that surprising to see that someone has confident and charming as him is in slytherin

he’s someone with friends in every house, probably in every year too

he’s got an “in” with every club on hogwarts campus, so take your pick bae. the world’s your oyster!

he flexes like jay, but instead of galleons, he takes you to restricted areas of campus using his prefect badge

would actually help you break the rules if you wanted to

“you want to break in where?! okay, wait, let me get--”

likes it when you compliment his thoughtfulness or talent in these areas

his best subject is charms ;)

his favorite pastime is watching quidditch practices with you, but all you do is yap together

#daegutowns #enha x y/n #enha x you #enha x reader #enha as #hogwarts au #enha hogwarts au #enha headcanons #heeseung x reader #jay x reader #jongseong x reader #jake x reader #jaeyun x reader #sunghoon x reader #sunoo x reader #jungwon x reader #niki x reader

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fangisms · 1 year

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Quibbler

a fangisms masterlist

requests are OPEN!

(*) NSFW

(♪) songfic

NEVILLE LONGBOTTOM

Rubbish and the Weather — Neville is hiding two things from you: the chest under his bed and his affections for you.

Did You Hear? — Neville Longbottom accidentally starts a raunchy rumor about the popular girl in his potions class. And rumors fly.

Due November (Dad!Neville) — Your family of nearly three share a moment in the living room.

THEODORE NOTT

Spring Breaks Loose ♪ — Spring breaks loose, the time is near // What would they do if they found us out?

Playfight — Theo finds a way to motivate you out of bed. Hint: it includes body heat and physical contact.

Darling Socialite — You are talkative as all hell, and Theo has dubbed himself your devoted listener.

Respectable Fisticuffs — Battered and bruised, Theo misses you like hell and now seems like a great time to tell you.

Cat and Mouse — Theo finds a stray cat in the library. Turns out that stray cat is his sworn enemy.

GEORGE WEASLEY

War is Over — George comforts you over your losses and grief during the war.

All of the Girls You Loved ♪ — Every woman that he knew brought him here. You want to teach him how forever feels.

Wish It On Your Worst Enemy — Your nightmare takes a nasty spill during a scrimmage because he was distracted by you. It’s only right you go and check on him.

FRED WEASLEY

Summertime at the Burrow — Fred finally invites his best friend home over summer holiday. Neither of you expected it to go so well.

RON WEASLEY

DRACO MALFOY

Bellyaching — Draco is desperate for your attention, and desperate times call for desperate Slytherins.

(Prof.) REMUS LUPIN

CEDRIC DIGGORY

Lady May ♪ — Well, he’s not the toughest hickory that your axe has ever felled // But he’s a hickory just as well

JAMES POTTER

SIRIUS BLACK

REMUS LUPIN

#fangisms masterlist

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sunburnhurts · 3 months

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Bear Lover || Cedric Diggory x fem!Reader

PART ONE PART TWO

Summary: Cedric and Y/n's parents are very close and they decide to go on a camping trip. Y/n and Cedric don't know each other in school, their paths never cross so they don't know they go to the same school. They have only met before on one of their parents get together's, but this get together will be very different. (Pretend cedric has a younger brother lolll).

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All My Stories

A/n: Welcome to part 2! Thank you for liking the first part so much you came to the second! Enjoy yall! Btw there's a little bit of jealousy in this story :))))) it wouldn't be my story without a bit of angst/jealousy ;)

Y/n wakes up with her younger brother shaking her awake. She reaches up to push Aaron's face so he would stop shaking her. Once he did, she looks around the room to see it wasn't even that bright. "Ronnie, what time is it?" She whispers.

"Uh, I think 7." Aaron answers with an innocent smile. Y/n groans quietly and looks to see if Cedric was awake. He was still sleeping, in the same position he fell asleep in, facing Y/n. She adjusts her body to sit up and pats the bed next to her for Aaron to come up. As the boy climbs up, Y/n notices the stuffed bear wrapped in Cedric's arms.

Y/n huffs a laugh at the boy, then asks her younger brother, "Why did you wake me up so early?"

"Everyone was asleep and I wanted to play with you." Aaron answers, cuddling up to Y/n. Y/n sits back and puts her arm around her brother and wraps the covers around both of them. They both grew tired and fell back asleep.

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Cedric wakes up, noticing the stuffed bear in his arms. He silently hoped Y/n didn't wake up and see him like that. Wondering if Y/n was up or not, Cedric looks over at your bed. He smiles at the sight of Y/n and her younger brother cuddling in his jumper.

Trying not to wake Y/n or her brother up, Cedric slides off his bed and slowly crept to the door. When he exits the room, he is met with Y/n's mother. "Good morning Cedric!"

"Good morning Mrs. Y/L/N!" He beams.

"Please, call me (your moms name)." Cedric smiles and nods. "I'm going to be making breakfast for everyone, how is pancakes and eggs?"

"That's fine," Cedric starts, "I could help if you'd like!"

"That would be lovely, thank you!" Mrs. Y/L/N gratefully accepts. Cedric follows Y/n's mother to the kitchen and grabs the ingredients for eggs as Y/n's mom starts making pancakes.

A few minutes later, Y/n opens her eyes to the smell of pancakes. She gently taps Aaron's shoulder and his eyes slowly open. "Do you smell that?" Y/n says, smiling at her brother.

"Pancakes!" Aaron and Y/n shot up and race out of the room for their favorite breakfast food. Aaron and Y/n stop running and climb onto the kitchen table chairs. Y/n smiles at the view of Cedric cracking an egg into a bowl.

"You look like a house wife." Y/n jokes, referring to the apron wrapped around Cedric.

Cedric turns around to look at the girl, not knowing how long she's been there. "Good, that's what I was going for." He says as he poses with his hands on his hips. "Like what you see?" He asks, trying to do a model face.

"Very much!" Y/n giggles.

"Hurry and make the eggs!" Aaron demands impatiently. Cedric smiles and raises his eyebrows at Y/n.

"Ronnie, don't say that!" Y/n playfully slaps her brothers arm.

"Yes sir." Cedric says as he makes a serious face and nods to Aaron.

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During the first week of camping, Y/n and Cedric grew close to each other. They played with their little siblings, had late night talks before they went to sleep, and went on walks together. Y/n would still wear Cedric's jumper to bed, and Cedric still had Aaron's stuffed bear on his bed.

It was now Sunday and it has exactly been a week since everyone got to the cabin. The parents decided to do something special today, go to a restaurant after eating Cedric’s dad and Y/s’s dad’s cooking for a week straight. This was very exciting for Cedric and Y/n, the night before they were both talking about how undercooked their food was.

Y/n changed from out of her pajamas to something presentable for the restaurant in the bathroom, while Cedric changed in the bedroom. Once she was done, Y/n called out, “Can i come out?” so she didn’t walk in on the boy.

"Yeah!" Cedric calls out. Y/n opens the door and walks over to her bed and sits down. When she looked at the boy she shared a room with, who had his bare back facing Y/n. Y/n studies the muscles on his back that she assumed were from Quidditch. Cedric scavenges through a drawer, "looking" for a shirt. Once he found it, he throws the shirt over his head, which makes Y/n look away, pretending she is playing with her bed sheets.

The boy turns around smirking, knowing Y/n was staring. He then exits the room, still smirking. Oh he so told me to come in so I would see him like that. Y/n thinks, rolling her eyes and getting up to follow the boy out of the room.

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After a 20 minute ride away from the cabin, the 2 families arrive at the restaurant. Entering the building, the big group is greeted by a teenage boy, who escorts the group to a big circle booth. He then hands everyone a menu and walks away.

Cedric noticed the waiter taking glances at Y/n, hoping it meant nothing. Y/n and Cedric sat next to each other, as always, and were talking about what sounded good on the menu.

The waiter comes back, asking "And what drinks can I get everyone?"

The 2 6 year olds order chocolate milk, and the parents order drinks with alcohol in it. Cedric ordered a water, and so did Y/n. When Y/n ordered, the waiter smiled at her and gave her a wink. Cedric notices Y/n's cheeks turn pink and the confused smile she gave back to the waiter.

When the waiter walked away, Cedric whispers, "Weirdo." Hearing this, Y/n looks at him and laughs. Cedric returns a confused look at the girl. She shakes her head, still laughing, and looks back at the menu.

"You're a child." Y/n says with a smile. He looks down, a little embarrassed.

After everyone ordered their food, and Cedric gave glares to the waiter whenever he looked at Y/n, their food arrived at their table and everyone dug into their food. While everyone was eating, Y/n was approached by the waiter. The parents and toddlers didn't notice him, but Cedric did.

"Excuse me, miss?" The waiter asks. Y/n turns around, wiping her mouth with her napkin and nodding her head. "Would you like to go out sometime?" Saying this, Cedric looks at Y/n, waiting for her response. The boy was obviously used to hitting on random girls at the restaurant because of the lack of nervousness in his words.

Y/n noticed this and said, "I'm okay, thank you." She smiles and turns back around.

"Are you sure? I mean, I could take you to somewhere way nicer then here."

"Yes, I'm sure." Y/n says, still not looking at him.

"Why not?"

"She said no, dude. Just leave." Cedric scoffs at the desperate boy.

"What are you, her boyfriend?"

"Yeah, and he'll kill you." Y/n says seriously, but Cedric knows shes joking.

"Whatever man." The waiter finally says, turning around and walking away in defeat. Y/n and Cedric look at each other and laugh at the scene that just played out.

On the car ride home, Y/n replays Cedric defending her, which made her smile. She thinks about how close they have gotten in a week, and how she wishes she knew him her whole life.

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Cedric was in the bathroom brushing his teeth, as Y/n sat in her bed, pulling Cedric's jumper over her head. Y/n rubs her eyes as she pulls her covers over her legs. She looks over and Cedric's bed, still seeing the stuffed bear. She laughs at the fact that Aaron hasn't noticed his bear is missing.

Cedric walks out of the bathroom to his bed, looking at Y/n in his jumper. He smiles and lays down on his bed, throwing the covers on top of him. Y/n reaches out to the lamp next to her bed and turns it off, making the room go dark. If it weren't for the moonlight coming out of the window that is in between the 2 beds, the 2 teens wouldn't be able to see each other.

Y/n lays down, facing the ceiling. "So why'd you say no?" Cedric asks, making the girl turn her head and scrunch her face in confusion. "To that boy, the waiter."

"He seemed like a player," Y/n responds. "and he wasn't my type." Cedric nods at this, thinking about the way the waiter looked. Y/n silently huffs a laugh at Cedric's interest in the situation. She then turns her body to face the wall, saying, "Good night Cedric."

"Good night, Y/n."

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After another week of hang out and having deep conversations with Cedric, Y/n grew feelings for the boy. He always listened to her when she talked about family problems, or when she complained about how cold she always was. He always tried to fix her problem by offering advise, or offering to take her mind off of whatever she was thinking of.

Cedric loved when Y/n talked to him, even if it was just about stupid things. He was glad to take walks with her and both their younger brothers. He loved seeing Y/n and Leo getting along, he loved the way she was so good with kids. Naturally, Cedric grew feeling for Y/n. He didn't want to scare her off though, so he waited for the right moment to make his move.

Y/n and Cedric were on the couch, waiting for the TV to play the movie they chose. The parents were on the porch and their younger brothers were in bed. Y/n was sitting under the only blanket in the room when she noticed Cedric shiver. "Are you cold?" She asks, turning her attention to the boy.

"A little," Cedric smiles. Y/n smiles back and scoots closer to him, tossing the other half of the blanket on Cedric. "Thanks." He grins. The 2 turn their attention to the movie that starts playing. About 10 minutes into the movie Cedric speaks up and says, "Hey Y/n, would you ever wanna do something, like, just me and you?"

Y/n turns her head to Cedric, saying, "We are doing something, just me and you?" She didn't say it like she was rejecting him, but more fake oblivious.

"I mean like, you know," Cedric started to get flustered, not being able to get the words out.

"Like a date?" Y/n finishes his sentence. Cedric nervously nods. "Yeah, I would love to." Cedric smiles in relief, looking back at the TV.

Later on in the movie, the 2 secretly inched closer to each other. Cedric stretched his arm on top of the couch, almost around Y/n's shoulders. He then felt a head hit his shoulder, he looked down and saw Y/n's eyes closed and she was silently snoring. He grins and puts his arm fully around her shoulders as his heartbeat increases. He then starts feeling tired, putting his head on top of Y/n's and dosing off, not caring about the rest of the movie.

An hour later, Y/n's mom and Cedric's mom come inside from the porch. Cedric's mom looks over at the couch, seeing her son and her best friend's daughter cuddling. She silently calls Y/n's mom to come over and they both stare at the 2 in awe. "I knew this was going to happen!!" Y/n's mom squeals quietly. The 2 best friends decide to leave them alone, turning off the TV and walking away.

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Y/n opens her eyes, feeling her arm being shook by a tiny hand. She suddenly gets aware of the arm wrapped around her shoulders, and how her head was on rested on something. She looks up at Cedric, realizing her head was on his shoulder, then she looks down at whatever woke her up.

"Y/n.." Leo says with a sad face, "I tried getting a cup for water.. and" his eyes start watering as he hiccups the rest of his sentence, "and I fell off the counter and broke the cup."

"Oh, Leo! Are you okay?" Y/n whispers, lifting her head away from Cedric's shoulder and gently moving from his grasp. She gets up and follows Leo to the kitchen and sees glass that shattered everywhere. She notices how it's still dark out so she looks at the clock and it reads "6:37".

Y/n then bends down to look at Leo and she whispers, "We can get this cleaned up before our parents see, lets get you cleaned up first." Leo grabs Y/n's hand as they both tip-toe past Cedric sleeping, into Y/n's room and into the bathroom. She picks Cedric's brother up and places him on the sink counter.

Y/n looks at Leo's scraped knee that was slowly turning red and purple. She frowns at the sight as she looks for band aids in a cupboard. "Please don't tell mommy and daddy." Leo cries as Y/n cleans the wound.

"I wont, I promise." Y/n promises.

Cedric wakes up, seeing the spot next to him empty. His heart skips a beat, thinking the worst. Did she wake up and think us cuddling was weird? He gets up, walking into his room and he looks over to Y/n's empty bed. He then notices the bathroom light peering from under the cracked door.

He hears his brother's voice saying something about not telling his parents about something. Cedric walks over to the door and gently pushes it open more, seeing what was going on. "What happened?" He asked as he saw his younger brothers scraped knee.

Leo's eyes widen and start crying even more. Y/n turns around smiling, seeing Cedric's confused face. She explains what happened to the boy while she places a band aid on Leo's knee. Cedric nods at the explanation, mesmerized by Y/n taking care of his younger brother.

Once she was done, Cedric starts cleaning up the broken glass as Y/n put Leo back to bed. Then, she enters the kitchen and starts cleaning up with Cedric. While she was grabbing the trashcan, she was wondering if Cedric was thinking about the way she fell asleep on him last night. She felt bad if she made it awkward, or weird.

Cedric was thinking about it, but not in a bad way of course. He was replaying the feeling in his heart when she put her head on his shoulder, savoring the feeling. He was thinking about how caring the girl was for taking care of his younger brother even though she didn't have to. He thought about the way she promised to not blame the mess on Leo.

Y/n and Cedric were finishing cleaning in silence, hoping each other didn't think it was awkward. They both turn their head at footsteps, seeing who was walking in. It was Y/n's mom. "What happened?" She asks.

"I was trying to get a glass of water but I dropped the cup, I'm sorry mom." Y/n responds.

"Oh that's alright, Y/n. Thank you both for cleaning it up." Cedric and Y/n nod and stand up and walk out of the kitchen, into their bedroom.

"You didn't have to take the blame, Y/n." Cedric smiles as they both sit on Y/n's bed.

“I promised Leo I wouldn’t tell on him,” Y/n shrugs. She craws over to the top of her bed, sitting criss-cross so she is facing Cedric. Cedric has his back to the wall, his body facing the other side of the room, but his head facing Y/n.

There was a moment of silence, both teens staring at each other. They were both wanted to go back to bed, and they both secretly wanted to fall asleep in each others arms again. Afraid to say anything to make it weird, Y/n moves over a little bit and pats the empty space next to her.

Cedric was relieved that Y/n was thinking the same thing as him and he wasn't just being weird. Cedric moves himself next to Y/n, but laid his back on her pillow. He rested his arm on top of her pillow as Y/n laid back into his arm. Cedric adjusts his arm fully around Y/n's shoulder and pulls her in a little more.

Y/n's heart flutters thinking of how he wants to be close to her. She never cuddled with a boy before, let alone had a boyfriend, so there was a lingering awkwardness in her chest that she kept trying to push away. Y/n put her head and hand on the boys chest, hearing his heartbeat. "So what were you thinking about doing for our date?" She says trying to get the awkwardness out of her, but when she said the word date she cringed.

Cedric looked down at Y/n, trying to control his heartbeat. "I'm not sure the places around here, maybe we could get some ice cream or something tomorrow at noon?"

Y/n looked up at Cedric when she heard ice cream. Cedric knew it was her favorite treat and he knew the reaction that was going to come out of the girl. Cedric smiles at her happiness, as she puts her head back on his chest and smiles.

It's like there was Melatonin in the air when Y/n had her head on Cedric because not long after, she drifted off to sleep as she felt Cedric brushing his fingers through her hair.

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As Y/n woke up after her nap, she smells the scent of Cedric. She remembers the date at 12, which makes her panic to know what time it was. She wanted time to tell her mom about what happened, and she wanted time to get ready and look good for a date. Since she wasn't familiar with dress wear and makeup for dates, she needed her and Cedric's moms help.

Y/n tried slipping out of Cedric's grip without waking him, but she couldn't. The boy tightened his grip on Y/n as he felt her moving. He opened his eyes and sleepley asked, "Where are you going?"

"Do you want to sleep through our date or do you want me to actually look good for it?" Y/n jokes, laying her head back onto Cedric's chest.

"You look good like this though." Cedric says with his eyes half open. Y/n rolls her eyes as she feels her heart flutter, but she knew she had to get up. Once Cedric's eyes were fully open, he looked down at the girl who was looking up at him. He smiles and with his morning voice says, "Good morning."

"Good morning, Cedric."

Once Y/n was allowed to get up, she looked at the clock and saw it was 10:49. She looked for her mom, which she found in her mom and dad's bed room. Cedric's mom was also there, they were talking about random stuff like they always did. Y/n asked to talk to both of them, and when they agreed, Y/n closed the door and sat on the bed with the 2 moms.

The moms grew excited as the story of Cedric asking Y/n out went on, even though they already knew something was going on. Y/n finished her story and asked for help choosing an outfit and makeup to wear. The 2 moms happily agreed to helping out, and both went to get their make up bags.

When they both returned, they curled Y/n's lashes, put mascara on, put a little bit of blush on, and a little bit of lip gloss so it looked very natural. Next, Y/n's mom went into Y/n's room to find an outfit.

"I just knew you and Cedric were going to click! Call it a mothers intuition!" Cedric's mom beams as she brushes Y/n's hair. They were leaving it down, but Cedric's mom still wanted to brush it. "You know I always wanted a baby girl to do her make up. Maybe I can do it for you and Cedric's wedding day!" Hearing this, Y/n's eyes widened and face turned red.

"Oh don't scare her off," Y/n's mom says as she slips into the room, closing the door behind her. "she's not ready for a wedding, or at least I'm not."

"I'm definitely not." Y/n hides her face in her hands, embarrassed. Y/n's mom hands Y/n the clothes she picked out and Y/n walks over to the bathroom and changes.

Y/n walks out of the bathroom, happy with how she looks. The 2 moms clap in excitement, making Y/n blush in embarrassment but also smile.

"Before you leave, Y/n, I just want to say this now and not in front of Cedric. Do not do anything inappropriate or dangerous." Y/n's mom says.

"Mom! I know!" Y/n says, embarrassed.

"We know you know, but I was also going to say the same thing to Cedric. We just want to make sure. Also do not break my boys heart." Cedric's mom jokes.

"I wont I promise!" Y/n says, making her way to the door, wanting to get out of there as soon as possible.

Y/n heard Cedric's mom say, "She's going to be a heart breaker." as Y/n left the room.

When Y/n exited her parents room, she saw Cedric waiting on the couch for her. When Cedric turned his attention to the girl, his face softened. Even though he knew she was beautiful already, she was even more now. He stared at her without saying anything, making her blush. She wasn't sure what made Cedric have a reaction like this, it wasn't like she was in a dress or anything fancy. He looked hypnotized by her.

"Ready?" Y/n asks, reaching out for Cedric's hand to help him get up from the couch.

"Uh- yeah." He says, snapping him out of his state of trance and reaching for her hand. They intertwined their fingers as they made their way to the door, but Y/n was stopped by Leo pulling on her unoccupied hand.

"Where are you guys going?" Leo asks.

"Me and Cedric are going somewhere to eat." Y/n replied, not wanting to say anything about ice cream and give the hopes up of the child.

"May I come with?" Leo asks with puppy dog eyes.

"No, Leo, go play with Aaron." Cedric says to his younger brother. Leo was going to say something back and beg more, but he didn't feel like throwing a hissy fit, so he walked away. Cedric and Y/n laugh at his cooperation.

Cedric's dad allowed Cedric to use his car to travel, he also gave Cedric directions to an ice cream place not too far from the cabin. Cedric opened the passenger door for Y/n, and Y/n smiles and blushes at this, thanking him. She buckles up as Cedric walks around the car and gets into the drivers seat.

As Cedric starts the car he says, "You look really pretty, Y/n."

"Thank you, Cedric. You look really handsome." Y/n smiles as the 2 teens meet eyes and blush like idiots. They laugh at each other, but not in a rude way, but a "loving" way. Cedric also wasn't wearing anything fancy, but everything he wore looked very good on him.

"So you told my mom and your mom about our date?" Cedric asks as his eyes are focused on the road.

"Oh yeah, I've never been on a date before and I needed help. Did you not want them to know?" Y/n asks nervously, hoping she didn't doing anything wrong.

"No, of course I'd want them to know." Y/n's worries go away when Cedric says this. "You've never been on a date before?"

"Is that surprising?" Y/n asks.

"I mean yeah, who wouldn't want to take you on a date?"

"The whole school?"

"Well obviously not the whole school, because I do." Cedric says, putting his hand on Y/n's which was resting on her thigh. They both look at each other and grin. "You know I haven't ever been on a date before either?"

"Really?" Y/n says, very surprised.

"Yeah, I mean girls have asked me before to go on dates, but I wasn't ever interested."

"Oh, should I be honored to score a date with THE Cedric Diggory?"

"I mean yeah, I'm a pretty big deal and a very busy man."

"So does that mean when we go back to school I'm allowed to brag to all the girls about a date with you?"

"You might want to be careful who you say it to, some girls might fight you over me!" Cedric jokes while Y/n fake gasps.

"Oh no! Well then I better bag you before any other girl can!"

"I think you already have." Cedric says more seriously, intertwining his fingers with Y/n's. Y/n huffs a laugh, looking out the window to hide her blush.

Cedric pulls into the parking lot of the ice cream place, parks, then turns his car off. He unbuckles and tell's Y/n to not open her door as he gets out of the car and walks around it. He opens the passenger door and Y/n gets out of the car.

After Y/n and Cedric order and get their ice cream, they sit down in a booth and start talking about school.

"Summers going by so fast, but there's still so much time before school starts." Y/n says as she takes a lick of her ice cream.

"Don't forget me when school starts." Cedric jokes.

"I wont, you give me an excuse to go to more Quidditch games."

"Oh jeez, now I have to make sure I play good."

"Yeah, you might have to actually be good to impress me." Y/n says as she goes to lick her ice cream again, but because of the comment she just made, Cedric gets fake offended and pushes her hand filled of ice cream up in her face. Y/n widens her eyes and removes the cone of ice cream off her face and looks at Cedric with a mad face.

Cedric starts crying laughing, saying, "I can't take you serious with that mess on your face." Y/n just continues to stare at him with a serious and mad look on her face. Cedric continues to laugh at the sight of the girl with a straight face but ice cream all over it.

"I'm gonna kill you Diggory." Y/n finally cracks a smile, grabbing Cedric's hand filled of his ice cream cone and stuffing it on his cheek.

"Oh come on!" He laughs, looking at the girl snorting laughing.

"That's what you get!" Y/n defends herself.

"Okay, I'm sorry!" Cedric says, still laughing. He grabs napkins from the dispenser and starts wiping ice cream off his cheek. Y/n reaches out to get napkins from the dispenser, but Cedric moves it back, out of her reach. Him doing this earned him the serious and mad look once again.

Once Cedric was done getting off all the ice cream from him cheek, he grabbed napkins and starts wiping off the ice cream off Y/n's face. "Eww it's up your nose!" Cedric says with a disgusted voice.

Embarrassed, Y/n pulls back quickly and covers her nose. "Don't look up my nose! Are you serious! It's up my nose!?"

Cedric holds his forehead in his hands as he is chuckling at the girl. "No, I was just kidding."

"You're not funny!" Y/n says seriously, throwing one of the napkins that was used to wipe ice cream off Cedric's face at Cedric.

Once Cedric is finally done laughing, he takes another napkin and wipes the rest of ice cream off Y/n's face.

Once the 2 were back in the car and back on the road, Cedric says, "I'm sorry! Stop ignoring me!"

"Whatever.." Y/n hums. She was joking and trying to get a rise out of him, she didn't really care about the situation that much at all.

"I'm sorry! Do you forgive me?" Cedric says, placing his hand in Y/n's which was on her thigh again. Y/n looks down at the boy's hand on top of hers and she smiles at him. He takes his eyes off the road and looks over at Y/n. "Is that a yes?"

"Yes." Y/n says as she interlocks their fingers and wraps her unoccupied hand around his arm. She leans her head into his arm, making Cedric smile as he looks back at the road.

When Cedric and Y/n get out of the car, they watch a movie together cuddling on the couch. After the movie they played with their younger siblings, and then had dinner with the 2 families. When it was time for bed, Y/n changed into her pajamas and of course had Cedric's jumper on.

Cedric sat on his bed, waiting for Y/n to get out of the bathroom. When she does, he gets up and walks over to her. They stand in front of each other, less then 2 feet apart. Y/n, unsure what is happening, stands there, looking up at Cedric, waiting for him to say something. Cedric puts his hands on Y/n's waist, making Y/n's heart beat fast.

"I just wanted to tell you I had a really good time with you today." Cedric says, Y/n could tell he really meant it. He had a meaningful look in his eyes which made Y/n's knees weak.

"I had a really great time too, Cedric." Y/n says with the same meaningful look in her eyes. Cedric had that same hypnotized look he had earlier. He was lost in Y/n's eyes, her smile, and her perfect nose. Of course the 2 teenagers weren't in love yet, but if someone was watching this moment, they would say they were deeply in love.

Cedric removes one of his hands from Y/n's waist and places it on her cheek. Y/n knew what was about to happen, but she wasn't scared. She was too in the moment to think about how she has never done this before. As Cedric pulls Y/n close with his hand on her waist, he leans in. Y/n places both her hands on Cedric's cheeks as she leans in as well.

Y/n feels the hesitation from Cedric, it was as if he was asking if she wanted to. She closes the gap, feeling the passion in his lips. They move their mouths together, slowly, but synchronized. Both their hearts were beating like crazy. Y/n's knees weak while she feels Cedric's hand move from her waist to her lower back, pulling her in more.

They both reopen the gap, placing their foreheads on each others. They were breathing heavier than normal, and hearts still racing. Both still looking down at each others lips, and they both huff a laugh at nothing, they were just so happy.

Cedric removes his hands from Y/n's lower back and cheek, and he grabs Y/n's hands that were still on his cheeks. He pulls his forehead away from hers, and he tugs Y/n over to his bed. They both lay down together with a smile plastered on their faces. Just like how they cuddled before, Y/n's head was placed on Cedric's chest, and Cedric's arm was around Y/n's back, brushing her hair with his fingers.

Y/n notices Aaron's stuffed bear still on Cedric's bed. She leans over to grab it and she looks up at him. He looks down at Y/n then the bear, then back at Y/n. "So you're the bear lover now?" Y/n says with a smile still plastered on her face.

"I guess so." Cedric grins. Y/n leans up and places her hand on Cedric's cheek and places a lingering kiss on his lips.

"Good night, bear lover." She says once she pulls away.

"Good night, Y/n." He says, kissing her once more.

End of part 2

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Anyone But You | Chapter 5 | F.W. x Fem!Reader

Chapter Summary - Reader makes her way to the Quidditch World Cup using a map of confusing directions and a portkey, she finds out who will be at the games with her. After the games, she gets stuck in the midst of an attack, left injured and on her own.

Pairing - Fred Weasley x Fem!Gryffindor!Reader

Category - enemies to lovers, hurt/comfort, angst, fluff, slowburn

Content Warnings - cursing, arguing, the quidditch world cup attack, depictions of torture? mentions of blood, mentions of fire, crying, injuries, trampling, mass chaos + fear, (tell me if i missed anything)

Word Count - 4.4k

A/N: not really sure what to say for this one! it's truly chaotic is the most i can say lmaoo, hopefully you enjoy it! feedback is greatly appreciated!

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You folded your pajamas in a neat stack and shoved them in your bag.

You’d spent the past hour packing for tomorrow's events. The Quidditch World Cup games had already started, but you didn’t care all that much.

You tend to claim you're not a huge fan of quidditch, but there has been one or two times you’ve lost your voice from screaming and cheering during a school match.

Anyways, you stood up, taking a billionth look around your bedroom, making sure there was nothing you needed laying around.

Preparing for a single night away from home should not be this stressful.

As your eyes traveled around the room, they stopped once they saw the necklace sitting on your dresser.

The moonstone necklace the twins gave you. It sat there, untouched. It’s stayed in that exact same spot since you tossed it out of your suitcase from when you got home for summer break. It’s been like that all summer.

Until, your mum saw it and fixed it with some simple spell.

Even though it was fixed and in perfect condition, you still hadn’t worn it, nor touched it.

You walked up to it slowly, moving at a pace that made it seem like you were expecting the damn thing to jump and attack you somehow.

Picking it up, you wondered if you should set it along with the outfit you already had laid out for tomorrow. Or if you should shove it in your bag. Or just keep it in its previous spot.

You set it back down, turning away from it and walking to your bed. Only for you to change your mind. Turning back towards it quickly, snatching it up and shoving it into your bag.

You laid in bed, eyes unable to stay closed, and a grin on your face.

Though you knew that in the next week you’ll most likely be stuck with crowds of people in Diagon Alley, gathering school supplies. You had the same excitement as a kid on Christmas Eve, too eager to sleep.

There wasn’t much information given on what today’s plans were.

You didn’t know how you’d get there, or if there would be anyone else going with, or how long the game would last. All you knew was that you were going to the Quidditch World Cup and staying at the campsite for one night.

And a strange list of directions. It had you take a few stops on different trolley cars to get to your spot. The last place you were dropped off was at another stop, so you decided to walk the rest of the way.

The handwriting on the paper with the directions looked familiar, it wasn't Cedric’s however, it was too messy. Maybe it was his fathers. Maybe he’d got it from a friend.

Thinking of it, the paper was never directly given to you by Cedric. Your father gave it to you when a stack of mail came in.

You let your thoughts wander around, imagining how today would go as you began to get closer to the designated spot the directions gave you. It was at “a hill with an old boot on it” according to the paper.

A tall, older man, with wired glasses, a scrubby beard and brown hair stood on top of the hill. Amos Diggory. Cedric’s dad.

As you got farther up, you could spot Cedric, laying down on the grass next to his father, using his bag as a pillow.

Both of their heads shot up and faces changed into a smile once they looked up, seeing you heading towards him.

“Y/N! Good to see you!” Mr.Diggory reached out to shake your hand.

“It’s good to see you too, Mr.Diggory.” You accepted his greeting, shaking his hand and giving him a warm smile back.

“It’s been quite awhile! How’s mum and dad? Doing well?” He asked while the boy behind him sat up. You gave a small “mhm” and nod in response.

Cedric hopped up from his spot on the grass, giving you a tight hug, purposely ruffling up your hair once he pulled away.

“So how’s your summer been? I didn’t get many letters from you.” He jokingly gave you a dramatic pout.

“It’s been lovely. No work, no uniforms, no getting up at the crack of dawn, and no annoying twins.” You sighed happily, you didn’t catch how Cedric’s expression faltered when you mentioned the twins.

“So, shouldn’t we get going? What are we waiting on?” You tried your best to sound as patient as possible, ignoring the excitement running through your veins.

“My dad invited a work friend. We’re just waiting on him I suppose.”

“Should be any moment now!” Amos added in, smilingly nervously and rocking back and forth on his heels.

“He said that about an hour ago.” Cedric whispered to you, “Anyways, what's that?” He gestured at the paper in your hands. You gave him a blank stare, expecting him to know what it was, he was the one who sent you it, right?

“The directions?” You said hesitantly, holding the paper up. “That you sent me?” Cedric's brows knit together, tilting his head to get a straight look at what was written.

“I never sent any directions?” He copied your tone. “Plus, that is not my handwriting.” He scoffed, amused at the scribbles on the page.

“Then who-” Your thoughts were interrupted once chattering and footsteps were heard in the distance.

"Amos!" A voice shouted from a distance. The shout came from Mr. Weasley, who was grinning as he strode closer. A group followed behind him.

All the excitement and joy in your veins was drained out once you saw who was part of that group. Those two dreadful boys. Your jaw tensed at the sight of them.

“Are you kidding me? You didn’t tell me those gits were coming along!” You hissed as you turned back towards Cedric.

“Don’t say that, y/n. The Weasleys are nice people.” Cedric scorned, you rolled your eyes. You were sick of people telling you that, of course they were nice people, they were the sweetest people you ever met, except for two of them.

“I know that! I’m not talking about the Weasley family Cedric, I'm talking about the Weasley twins!” You groaned, the bickering stopped between you two as Mr.Weasley began to speak.

"This is Amos Diggory, everyone," said Mr. Weasley. "He works for the

Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures! And I believe you

know his son, Cedric?"

“Hi.” Cedric let out, his eyes darting around them all. Everyone greeted back, except the twins, who gave barely a nod, they looked as if they were already miserable.

“Oh, I’m sure everyone remembers Y/N!” Mr.Weasley gestured, you gave an uncomfortable smile and a small wave.

Mr.Weasley and Amos went back into their own separate conversation, as you and Cedric did into your bickering.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” You kept your voice low and stern.

“I didn’t tell you because you wouldn’t go! They didn’t have any idea you’d be here either, they don’t even know where we're going!” He scoffed. “Mr.Weasley and my father set this whole thing up! Can’t you push aside your hatred for one night? You won’t even be in the same tent as them, you’ll have your own bed…or you can share one with me.” He joked, giving you an exaggerated smolder.

“You wish.” You shoved him in the chest and let out a slight laugh, slowly forgetting about your bad mood.

The both of you turned your attention back to the older gentlemen. At this point, Amos was gawking at Harry’s presence, he began to unknowingly boast about Cedric and how he beat Harry at Quidditch last year.

The twins were scowling, you caught on quickly to that. It seemed as if they were still upset about losing to Hufflepuff and getting beaten by Cedric in the first Quidditch match of last year.

Cedric, obviously embarrassed, tried to explain it was due to Harry falling off his broom. His father only shrugged that off and continued to speak.

It looked like with every word Amos spoke about his son's win, the scowls on the twins' faces grew. You wanted to laugh, you wished you could laugh. You could only attempt to bite back your smirk.

You turned your attention back to Cedric.

“They don't seem very joyous.” You mocked as you jerked your head in the twins direction.

“Oh come on, I’m sure it’s not personal.” The hufflepuff shrugged it off, you raised your brows at him in disbelief. “But, I would really like to get going now.” He said through gritted teeth, eyes pointed at the boot in his fathers hand.

“So, what is it?” You asked, relating to the shoe.

“It’s a boot.” Fred's voice appeared from beside you. He was standing right there, it scared you for a second. Causing you to whip your head around quickly, you were unsure how he got next to you so quickly and silently.

“Yeah I know that, dimwit.” You sneered at him, “How are we going to use a ruddy old boot to get there?”

“It’s a portkey, dimwit.” He shot back, using your insult. “I’m sure you remember learning about those.” The redhead raised his brows at you, unamused.

“Well, I assume it’s time to get on our way!” Mr.Weasley spoke out, fortunately cutting off all the tension in the air. “Now, all you need to do is touch the portkey.” He said happily as he laid a hand onto the shoe, which was being held out by Amos.

“Glad to know you got here safely with the directions George and I wrote down for you.” He shot you a sarcastic smile as he walked up to the boot, nodding his head at the paper in your hand while passing you.

Your face went from confusion then dropped into irritation.

Everything made sense now. Of course those assholes sent you those puzzling directions.

The paper crumpled around your grasp once you tightened your hands into fists, you wadded up the parchment and shoved it in your pocket.

Once everyone was crowded around in a tight circle, a hand or finger touching the boot. Mr.Weasley stared at his watch and began to count down from three.

Suddenly, you felt your feet detach from the ground, you were flying through the air, it looked like you and everyone else was stuck in the middle of a tornado. You accidentally banged into others while being stuck in the swirl of wind.

Then, you were falling from the sky and heading towards the ground. You used your forearms as a shield for your head as you hit the rough grass.

However, Mr. Weasley, Cedric, and his father were literally walking on air. Their legs moving as if they were walking down an invisible staircase. They landed neatly onto the ground, standing, while everyone else was scattered around them.

You were just about to push yourself up before a body came flying towards you. Letting out a small yelp as you covered your head once again, feeling a weight hit your legs.

Once you removed your arms from your face, Fred was laid uncomfortably across the bottom half of your body.

His back pinning down your left leg while his head and arms were laid across your right.

“Ow! You landed on my legs!” You cried out.

“Whoops, sorry.” Fred smoothed back his hair. “They're not broken are they?” He smiled. You moved around your legs, they were sore, not broken.

“No.” You muttered as you waited for him to fully get off your limb and stand up. “Get off!”

“Right.” pushed himself up and dusted his clothes off from any grass.

“M’lady,” He jokingly bowed and reached out a hand to you, waiting for you to grab it so he could help you up. You ignored his gesture, picking up your bag while getting up without his help, rolling your eyes and shoving past him.

“Everyone up! We still have some walking to do before we get to the campsite!” Mr Diggory called out, everyone else began to pick themselves and their belongings up as they muttered and sighed under their breaths.

Thank Merlin you had your own room in this tent. You would’ve gone mad if you weren’t able to get some amount of isolation to cool down. It was shocking how easily the smallest interaction with Fred could ruin your mood.

You had about an hour before you had to get going. That’d be more than enough time for your irritation to go away.

“I’ve got great news!” Cedric jokingly sang as he pushed open the flaps of the tent leading into your space, making his dramatic entrance.

“What now?” You sat up amused. You assumed from his sarcastic tone that maybe the match had been postponed to a later time or you’d somehow got moved to shitter seats.

“Mr.Weasley invited us to go over to his tent tonight, after the game ends.” He let out quickly, knowing that you are not going to be pleased.

“What?” Your expression dropped. “That means- no! I’m not gonna be stuck in a tent with Fred and George!” You exclaimed, you’d already had your interaction with one of them today, now you would not be dealing with both.

“Well, my dad already agreed. So…” He trailed off. You groaned and fell back on the bed, you were too tired to argue.

“Fine, whatever. Just let me have a moment to myself, please.” You ran your hands down your face.

“Yeah, yeah. Oh, take this also!” He threw a red and black scarf at you, “We’ve got to sport some pride, right?” He shrugged before disappearing behind the flaps of the tent.

Merlin knows how many stairs you had to climb to get up there, your legs began to hurt once you made it to your seats.

Cedric and you were the first to make it to your spot. The seats that were set at the highest point of the stadium. The Weasley party was not far behind you.

As Fred walked up, you let out a small laugh of disbelief due to his appearance. He had a large three-leafed clover painted on his face, a white and green scarf hung around his neck, and wore a cartoonishly large white and green top hat.

While George only had stripes of white and green painted on his cheeks and Ginny wore a large Leprechaun hat.

Fred had truly outdone the others and himself.

Cedric noticed the laugh you let out and was not going to let you get away with that.

“Are you smiling at him?” Cedric looked at you with disbelief, but he sounded excited that you were smiling, almost like he was waiting for this to happen.

“I’m laughing at him.” You corrected him. “And it’s only because he looks like an idiot.” The small smile was still on your face. Cedric's eyes analyzed your expression.

“Sure.” He narrowed his eyes at you. You ignored him, looking around the large stadium.

A tall figure slid up next to you, and it sure as hell wasn’t Cedric.

"Aw, did you miss me?" Fred cooed, tilting his head.

"Absolutely not." You spat out the last word, your smile dissolving and a grimace taking over your face instead.

Just before you could get another snarky response out, a string of players flew past your head. The strong wind from their brooms nearly made Fred’s hat fly off.

The stadium roared and boomed with cheers from excited fans as more players from the teams flew out. You felt like your eardrums would burst with how loud the twins were.

They only got louder once Viktor Krum flew out.

“Who’s that?” Ginny shouted to her brothers.

“That, sis, is the best seeker in the world!” George exclaimed as he pointed at the Bulgarian wizard excitedly.

“Aren’t you supposed to be cheering for Ireland?” You narrowed your eyes at him and scoffed.

“Yeah, but who doesn’t love Krum!” Fred and George said in unison, George went back to screaming and cheering as players flew past on their brooms. Fred’s eyes averted to your neck, you noticed.

Do not let them ruin your night. Do not let them ruin your night. Do not let them ruin your-

“You know what I haven’t seen in a while, George?” Fred nudged his twin, getting him to look back over. “That necklace we made for her.” A smirk took over both of their faces as George decided to join in.

“Yeah, what happened to that? I reckon you wore it for a bit, then one day it just vanished.” George added in, peeking over Fred’s shoulder.

“I got rid of it. Could you two just watch the bloody game?” You turned your attention to the stadium, not wanting to be reminded of that embarrassing day in the library, the day you stopped wearing the stupid piece of jewelry they’d given you.

Not long after, Cedric returned, and this time, he stood between you and those red-headed boys. Freeing you from being pestered any more.

Despite the final game lasting over two hours, it went by fast.

And despite being near the twins, you had a good time overall.

The twins nearly fell out of their seats when Ireland won. They were screaming joyfully at each other. It was something about money and winning a bet. You could barely hear them over the rest of the stadium.

You secretly giggled as they jumped up and down like little girls.

Your time at the Weasleys tent wasn’t as bad as you expected. You talked with Hermione and Ginny some, while Ron preached about Krum to the entire tent.

“There's no one like Krum!” Ron shouted as he stood up on the small ottoman next to a chair.

“Krum? Dumb Krum?” Both Fred and George began to repeat this nickname to Ron, acting as if they weren’t cheering for him in the stands.

“He's like a bird the way he rides the wind!” He went on, sounding as if he was performing slam poetry.

“Dumb Krum!” The twins chanted as they ran around him, flapping their arms, mimicking the look that baby birds have when learning how to fly. Fred took the flag he had draped around him and threw it over Ron’s head.

“He's more than an athlete! He's an artist!” Ron cried out as he took the flag off.

“I think you're in love, Ron.” Ginny giggled, Ron only let out a muttered “Shut up.” in response.

“Viktor, I love you!” George began to sing loudly as he grabbed onto Ron’s hand, Fred grabbed onto his other.

“Oh Viktor, I do!” Fred sang mockingly while getting down on one knee. This led to Harry choosing to sing along.

“When we're apart my heart beats only for you!” The three sang to a frowning Ron, who was still standing on the ottoman, shoulders slouched.

Screams and blasts coming from outside interrupted their singing.

“Sounds like the Irish have got their pride on.” Fred said amusedly as he stood up, not bothering to get a full look outside at what was happening.

He grabbed a cushion and was preparing to join in on a fight between Ron and George when his father came rushing in.

“Stop!” Mr.Weasley shouted at them, getting the attention of everyone in the tent.

“It’s not the Irish.” His voice was stern and there was panic filling up in his face. “We’ve got to get out of here. Now.” His tone of voice didn’t make it sound like a suggestion, everyone began to run out the tent.

Outside was pure chaos.

Terror.

Tents were crushed and lit on fire. People were running into the woods, screaming, apparating, trying to get away from something.

You stood frozen in fear at the sight not far from you.

A group of hooded, masked wizards had their wands pointed upright, above them was a group of four floating in the air. Their figures being contorted and twisted into disturbing shapes. Something you’d see out of a horror movie.

“We’re going to help the Ministry.” Mr.Weasley's voice got your attention, he was standing next to Cedric’s father. “You lot, get back to the portkey and stick together!” He ordered as he took out his wand. Automatically you began to move towards Cedric.

“Fred and George, Ginny is your responsibility!” Mr.Weasley shouted before running off. Fred grabbed onto Ginny's hand and started heading towards the forest with George.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione grouped together and ran off with them.

“Here, I think I know a separate path!” Cedric shouted as grabbed onto your arm.

“You think? Or you know?” You questioned him, your feet stuck in place.

“Can you not do- Would you just trust me?” He bellowed out before he began to run, his hand still gripped around your arm, pulling you with him.

You ran for what felt like ages, constantly bumping into people and dodging fallen over remains of tents and trees.

You could see the forest in the distance when you heard a blast right next to you.

Suddenly, you were being knocked over by strong, hot, wind. It was strong enough to where Cedric lost his grip on your forearm. You hit the ground and your head hit something too.

Cedric tried to turn and run back to you, it seemed impossible due to the crowds pushing him, he could move with the crowd and not against, leaving you there.

You brought your hand to the side of your head, feeling a warm liquid smudge onto your fingers and you put your hand in front of your eyes, blood.

You weren’t able to process the fact that your head had just been busted open for long once more crowds of people began to run through, many accidentally kicking or stepping on you while rushing to get out.

All you could do was just lay there, groaning and trying to stay conscious as you were repeatedly hit. Your weakened limbs weren’t much help when trying to pick yourself up.

Even if you could get up, you wouldn’t know where to go. Cedric was out of sight and people were running in different directions.

You don’t remember how long you were stuck on the ground for. Maybe it was only a minute, maybe five, maybe ten. Who knows. It felt like forever.

Only remembering the horrible feeling of hundreds of scared and panicked feet running over you, on you, or accidentally kicking you, few people tripping over you, only to get back up and continue running. The wet tears sliding down the side of your face and the taste of metallic in your mouth, the smell of sweat and smoke filling your lungs.

You could see the dirt footprints from peoples shoes all over your legs, stomach, everywhere, some blood too.

You couldn’t tell if it was others or your own.

You started to lose all hope of someone helping, you chose to close your eyes and depressedly wish your body would go numb or that you would fall unconscious so you wouldn’t have to feel the pain anymore.

“Hey! Help me get her up!” A voice shouted as you felt someone lift you up by the underneath of your armpits. You were being dragged away from your spot on the ground and through the fiery campsite, you couldn’t even hold up the weight of your own head.

Eventually you heard the same voice mutter the words “Fuck it.” and you were no longer being dragged, you were being picked up and held bridal style. You were able to use enough of the little strength you had left to get a good look at who was holding you.

You lifted up your head and saw the last person you’d expect to see.

“Fred?” You mumbled, your eyes squinted and your head dizzy.

“It’s okay, it’s okay, we’re gonna get you help.” Fred said as he ran, his breathing heavy and panicked.

The orange flames all around lit up his face, you scanned it with your eyes, taking in the details.

Has he always had so many freckles?

Has his hair always looked so soft?

Have his eyelashes always been so long?

It must've been the fumes of the smoke getting to you, causing these thoughts.

Fred would occasionally look down at you while running, making sure you were still conscious. You saw the look on his face, the look of shock, of worry, of panic, of fear.

Your eyesight began to get blurry, it was getting more and more difficult to keep your eyes open and your head up. Your body gave in, your head fell back, you went limp. Fred was cursing to himself.

“Oh shit. Shit, shit, shit.” He uttered, breathing heavily as he caught up to his family.

You had small moments of consciousness, constantly fading in and out. It was a struggle to keep your eyes from going blurry, you were only able to get a clear look of the night sky, trees above you, and occasionally Fred's face.

You remembered bits and pieces of conversation between the group once he had reached the rest of them.

“Where were- oh Merlin, what happened?” A similar voice to Fred’s called out, most likely George.

“She must’ve tripped or got knocked over, people were trampling her.”

“Fred, is that your blood?” Ginny pointed out, she noticed the fresh stains of blood covering the sleeve of his cardigan.

“No. It’s hers. Possibly. I think she hit her head somehow, she’s injured somewhere.”

Large running footsteps were heard coming towards you.

“Dad!” You heard Ginny call out.

“Are you all- oh dear, is she-“ It was an older man's voice, most likely Mr.Weasley. You cut off his question with a groan of agony.

“Well, that shows she’s alive.” George quipped in with some poorly timed humor.

“Wait, where have Ron and Harry and Hermione gone?” Mr.Weasley stressed.

One of the loudest explosions shook the ground, you felt the vibration as your arms and legs dangled around when Fred ducked down.

“We’ll search for them, get the girls to the portkey, go!” Arthur commanded, Fred shook his head frantically, you felt him begin to run, stress filling his face.

“Don’t get her hurt anymore than she already is!” Arthur called out from a distance.

You couldn’t remember anything after that. You’d lost consciousness for the last time.

Fred kept his eyes on you the entire time you were both flying and falling through the portkey, focused only on you, he used his body as a shield when you both hit the ground, hoping neither of your bones broke.

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yourlocalbadgerscales · 3 months

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Give me angsty Harry Potter

But not angsty in a I’m-being-chased-by-my-parents-murderer-and-no-one-believes-a-shit-I-say-and-my-friends-are-dying-and-I-need-to-kill-said-murderer-and-I’m-FUCKING-14-WTF-GIMME-A-BREAK kind of way…

Nvm gimme that kind of angsty Harry Potter because tbh it’s fucking valid of him to be a bit pissed during said circumstances- cough cough, I’m looking at people who hate on Caps Lock Harry right now-

OKAY BACK TO THE ORIGINAL POST

Give me angsty Harry Potter. Angsty teenage Harry Potter, with an actual family and no problems in life whatsoever, except that he’s busy questioning his sexuality 24/7 because SHIT Cedric Diggory in Hufflepuff is so cute and Draco Malfoy is too, and GIVE ME ANGSTY TEENAGE HARRY who’s head is overflowing with teenage hormones making him grumpy all the time, and FOR MERLIN’S SAKE DAAAD CAN YOU TELL POPS TO LEAVE MY FUCKING ROOM?!! Give me Harry who’s just a completely normal teenage wizard and student at Hogwarts… “Ron for the love of Merlin just KISS MIONE NOW DON’T MAKE IT MORE COMPLICATED THAT IT HAS TO BE” “Are you guys seeing this? I think Dean and Seamus are kissing!” “Hey, Ginny!” “Guys, hurry, the teachers can’t see us out this late at night! Quick get out on the Quidditch pitch! Ouch, Cho, cast a Lumos or something, that was my foot!” “Shut up, Malfoy!” “Shut UP, Draco!” “Shut up, asshole.” “Shut… Draco, why are you looking at me like that?” “Draco…” “Haha, look, McGonagall and Madam Pomfrey are at it again, are you SURE there’s nothing going on there? You know?”

“Lee, stop, you’re scaring Ron with that spi- LEE NO”

“Fred, Percy is on his way, HIDE IT, HIDE IT!”

“Ew, this is what we’ve been dying to taste? Fire Whisky tastes absolute garbage.”

“Fuck, I didn’t make it.” “Don’t worry Ron, it wasn’t an important test anyway.”

“HEDWIG STOP, IT’S A LETTER FROM LUNA’S DAD!”

“I think I… HERMIONE STOP LAUGHING STOP STARING AT PANSY AND LOOK AT ME!”

“Owww, you moron!”

“I FUCKING HATE POTIONS HOMEWORK ARGHHHH!!!”

“Dad… Pops… I have someone for you to meet. This is Draco…”

“GUYS I DID IT!” “Really, Ginny?! I’M SO HAPPY FOR YOU! Tell us EVERYTHING!”

“… dare.” “OOOH I FUCKING CALLED IT, YOU’RE ASKING FOR IT! C’MON LAVENDER KISS HER! YEAH YOU KNOW WHO!”

“I did Padma’s test for her!” “Parvati, that is a new LOW you’ve reached… both of you…” “Oh shut up, Hermione.” “RON!”

Give me the Hogwarts students living their teenage lives, no one dying young… give me this. Someone (preferably not Joanne but someone). Please. Give the poor kids a break from this thing about them having to grow up far too soon. Let them be kids 😭😭😭

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swiftieblyth · 7 months

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Harry Potter

Okay, so where are my Fred and Draco people???

I have a fic I’ve been working on, and it’s about two sisters. The oldest is the same year as the Weasley twins and ends up with Fred. The youngest is the same he as the Golden Trio and ends up with Draco. It’s filled with lots of fluff, angst, family drama, family plot twists, major ending plot twists if I decide to do what I’m thinking. It will be a long series starting from book one, going to epilogue of book 7. However both of the sisters are named to keep from being confused on who’s who. Would you guys still be interested in it?

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shrimpalbuspotter · 2 months

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What's the thing that stands out to you the most about albus and by extension his relationship with scorpius?

I'm gonna give 2 answers for this but they technically intermingle: One thing that stands out to me about Albus as a character, and one thing that stands out to me about his relationship with Scorpius.

Albus is a character who wears his emotions on his sleeve, even if he doesn't want to. This means we know alot about the motives behind his actions that run deeper than just "I want to save Cedric Diggory because my dad sucks." He's surly, self isolating, grumpy, and often seems rather anxious.

I think the thing that stands out the most to me is actually his relationships with others.

Albus has one friend, Scorpius. You can clearly see that Albus felt comfortable the moment he talked to him on the train, all awkward smiles and giggles. Then, when his cousin (who he grew up with), deemed he wasn't a good fit to be a friend and told Albus they were leaving, he outright denied her.

Cut to a while later, and Albus becomes a shut in. Its never explicitly shown but I take that when McGonagall called Albus "Isolated and surly" she was referencing to him refusing to make other friends. I don't doubt there were people who did try and befriend Albus despite him having a reputation, I just think Albus refused to give them the time of day. He had been laughed at and ridiculed by other students tons of times before, he learned to rely on gut feelings. If Albus doesn't immediately feel like he can trust you, he won't trust you, and it'll take a hell of a long time to change that due to his relentless stubborn. Plus his general opinion of the student body is already more terrible because he knows how everyone in Hogwarts feels about his bestfriend, who he deems more important than anyone else.

Cut yet again! Rose attempts to talk to Albus on the train to Hogwarts as they enter fourth year. Rose seems like she wants to make amends, trying to get Albus to talk to her and apologise, but Albus is still not having it. He sees through her, he knows his cousin. She'd never apologise herself, even if she knows she's wrong. Albus doesn't want to be pitied, and he also knows how rude Rose can be to Scorpius. So once again she's shut down.

Then we move on to him meeting Delphi, and there's something different. He seems slightly confused at first, but he relaxes as she talks. Albus sees this dorky, quirky lady, who talks about how people would make fun of her as a kid, and he automatically trusts her. It was definetly an odd feeling to have, because the only other person he'd felt that from was Scorpius, but Albus has an issue where he sets people he cares about on a pedestal and finds it almost impossible to imagine them doing any wrong, or expects them to always act a specific way. Delphi was in Albus' circle now, and he wanst planning to lose that.

But... then we notice something. Albus becomes slightly distant towards Scorpius whenever Delphi is around. He thinks he really likes her, and he knows she's practically a stranger but he swears there's this magnetic pull that just makes him want to be around her all the time. Scorpius is sort of jealous, but he's happy Albus has made a friend.

It's been pointed out before that majority of Delphis personality was took from Scorpius because she knew that would make Albus like her more. And it worked. She knows Albus find it difficult connecting with people he cant relate to, so she talked about her issues with expectations and not asking to be born into the family you were. (OK this is getting off topic let's go back on track).

In summary, how Albus finds it so incredibly difficult to connect with people then, when does, holds them so close to his heart, is what stands out most to me. Its crucial! Albus is not a person who trusts easily, but he takes great pride in those he can call his friend, even if it's few (cough ONE cough).

On that note... Answer 2. What stands out to me most about Scorpius and Albus's relationship? (Let's go the romantic route)

For me, its the way they are so different from every other ship. I don't think you can compare them to anything, because it won't be the same.

I see alot of people say its a parallel to Wolfstar but... it isn't. Alteast not how they'd be in canon. Because the Dynamics are completely different, and so are the characters personalities.

I think how unique their relationship is is what makes it so special. They were both misunderstood kids who realistically should've despised eachother just like their parents, but they didn't. They took comfort in eachothers presence and didn't care that everyone bullied them, because atleast they were together. Albus would end the world for Scorpius, and Scorpius would save the world for Albus. And it isn't even a Gryffindor/Slytherin relationship either! Which the fandom seems to like alot!

They are two bestfriends, from the same house, who would rather be with eachother than anyone else in the world. The closest thing to soulmates you're gonna get.

Anywhoooo that's my answerrr thank you for the ask anon I was in my feels beforehand and then I got to rant it all out on my favs

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mgcldydrms · 2 years

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After Study Cuddles ( Cedric Diggory )

requested by anon: hello! if you’re taking requests, may you do a fluff drabble with cedric x fem! (or gender neutral if you prefer) reader who are both cuddling after studying for their OWLS? tysm!!

word count: 0.6k

warnings: lots of fluff

pairing: cedric diggory x gn!reader

author's note: thank you so much for this request and I'm sorry that it took me a while to write it. I'm currently so in love with everything harry potter, so if you have any requests, please send them in!

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A frustrated sigh left your lips while you made your way inside the Hufflepuff common room. Your boyfriend, Cedric, had an amused smile on his lips as he followed behind you, quickly noticing the way other Hufflepuff students looked at the two of you, hence he couldn’t help but chuckle.

“I really can’t do this anymore.”, you said, annoyance lacing your voice before you let yourself fall on one of the sofas. Cedric sat down next to you. You let your hair, which had just been in a ponytail, down, feeling the light headache fade away while simultaneously massaging your scalp.

Both of you had been in the library the whole day, only leaving it to get some food in the Great Hall. Your OWL’s were coming up, and you, especially Cedric though, needed to get good results, hence most of your Hogwarts days currently only consisted of classes, eating, studying and a little sleep.

Your boyfriend wanted to follow in his dad’s footsteps and wanted to get a job at the Ministry of Magic. On the other hand, you still had no idea what you wanted to do after graduating from Hogwarts. You had always dreamed of having a small shop in Hogsmeade or Diagon Alley. Your parents weren’t that supportive of this idea, however, Cedric tried to encourage you to just go for what you really wanted and not care about what anyone else thought.

“Exams are almost over,” Cedric stated while he put his arm around your shoulders, pulling you close to him before he gently kissed your temple.

“And once they are, we will put all our schoolbooks away. We can finally go on those Hogsmeade dates that you’ve been wanting to go on for so long.”

This made a bright smile appear on your lips. You looked up at your boyfriend, who grinned down at you. Even before you two started dating, Cedric always knew what to say or do to make you feel better.

“Well, that is definitely somewhat of a motivation. Finally, something to look forward to after all this stress.”

You leaned in and pressed a loving kiss on your boyfriend’s lips, both of you smiling into it before you slightly pulled away. You couldn’t help but press another few pecks on his lips, making Cedric laugh. You scrunched up your nose lightly, admiring your boyfriend’s features a bit more before you put your head on his chest, feeling his hand caress your arm.

Even though you knew that your common Hufflepuffs were probably watching you, you didn’t care about it. You loved sitting in the common room, cuddled up to Cedric. It was cosy, and it was your second home. It made you feel calm and collected, and you always looked forward to sitting on the sofa in the evening after you were done with classes.

You felt Cedric press another kiss on top of your head. You looked up at him, a soft smile gracing your lips while you leaned in and pressed yet another sweet kiss on your boyfriend’s lips. You just couldn’t get enough of him.

“Thank you for being there for me and helping me whenever I have no idea what Professor Trelawney is talking about.”

The two of you started laughing, knowing exactly that neither you nor Cedric really knew what she was talking about.

“No need to thank me. You know I love spending as much time with you as possible.”

You knew that you were blushing, but you didn’t mind. Everyone knew that you were utterly in love with Cedric Diggory, and he was with you.

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deathbyathousandspiders · 1 year

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𝕸𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝕷𝐈𝐒𝐓 & 𝕹𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍.

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REQUEST! a sign or something: mcu!peter parker, deaf!reader | genre: fluff | IN WHICH you and peter become an unlikely pair at midtown when he shows interest in learning some sign language.

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moonstruck-poet · 11 months

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Soft Spot

Pairing - Severus Snape x platonic!reader, Wolfstar x daughter!reader

Summary - Severus Snape, the sworn enemy of Sirius and Remus Lupin-Black maybe does indeed have a soft spot for their only daughter.

Warnings - teasing, bullying

Requested by - @roselilasstuff Hope this is good enough and thank youu<33

It was early morning, the rays of the sun just peeking over the lush green mountains to shower the world with warmth. The golden light clashed with coppery-brown irises, making them look like pools of melted honey.

You smiled from your place on top of one such small hill overlooking the gorgeous, crystal blue lake of Hogwarts.

Half an hour more, you muttered to herself. Thirty minutes more till a new school day will begin, till the Great Hall would be filled with the chattering of students, till you would once again be the object of non-stop staring.

You sighed bitterly. Five years had passed but to no avail. Every year brought new students who proved to be worse than the previous ones.

"There you are!" George Weasley's voice broke through her inner turmoil as he came sauntering towards you, slightly breathless.

"Morning George," a smile replaced that resentful frown. "What brings you here this early in the morning?"

"Nothing just wanted to talk to you," he grinned suspiciously making you narrow your eyes at him. "Come on," he urged and you let yourself be pulled by one of the few friends you had successfully made.

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"Got a new one scarface?" Pansy Parkinson, a measly third-year yelled as soon as you set foot in the Hall.

You rolled your eyes, keeping them straight while making your way towards the Gryffindor table. But suddenly it seemed as though millions of eyes were burning holes on your neck, right where you had indeed gotten a thin but long scar.

"Five points from Slytherin, Ms Parkinson," McGonagall said sternly and shot a sharp glare towards the younger girl who merely scoffed before smirking.

Sitting down at the table in your own secluded corner, you piled up your plate with whatever was within reach, not bothering to ask anyone for some syrup or jam.

Your eyes flitted to your timetable to check what all classes were awaiting you and you smiled amidst a huge bite of bacon. There was double potions today and in spite of it being one of the most hated subjects, you were proud to have excelled in it.

So as soon as the clock sounded, signalling the start of classes, you wasted no time in swinging your backpack on your shoulder and darting out of the hall. Your fellow classmates too followed your lead, not wanting to face the wrath of the Potions Master at the beginning of the day.

The dungeons were always particularly cold, so a black leather jacket, obviously a gift from your dad was snug over your frame, providing a great comfort. However your Papa's sweaters would always be the best, not that you'd tell the former about that.

Grinning at the thought of your parents you pushed open the door and sat in your allocated places which was not favoured by the others who wanted to sit with their best friends. Though you didn't seem to mind as you always worked better alone.

But maybe luck was indeed on your side as you had gotten a pretty good benchmate.

"Nice to see you smiling," Cedric Diggory laughed and sat beside you, taking out his textbooks and keeping them neatly on the table, his action mirroring yours.

"Why thank you, Ced," you chuckled back but then winced as your cheeks stretched, leading to a burning sensation from one of your fresh scars.

The Hufflepuff looked concerned but you shook him off, giving him a tight smile. The last thing you wanted to for someone to overhear and start a rant about how delicate and fragile you were.

The doors suddenly slammed shut and in strode Severus Snape, black robes billowing dramatically as he walked towards the board and flicked his wand.

The class watched in silence as instructions began appearing of the potion they were supposed to brew today. He then turned around swiftly, his dark beady eyes scanning every face to spot any shenanigans but thankfully every person was focussed.

"Today we will be mixing a potion that often comes up at Ordinary Wizarding Level: The Draught of Peace, a potion to calm anxiety and soothe agitation," he spoke, his voice barely above a mutter but it was carried evenly throughout as the class listemed with rapt attention.

"Be warned, if you are too heavy-handed with the ingredients you will put the drinker into a heavy and sometimes irreversible sleep, so you will need to pay close attention to what you are doing," Snape paused and upon receiving several nods he gave them an approval to start.

Everybody immediately hustled around to grab the ingredients, but it was all done in a systematic way thanks to the presence of a teacher who you wouldn't ever want on your bad side.

"Alright then should I get a ingredients and supplies? You're much better at this than I am," Cedric scratched his neck with a shy smile and you nodded in reassurance.

"Yep that'll work, thank you".

After an intense amount of time along with the passing of several strange incidents, it was time to stir the potion seven times both clockwise and anticlockwise and then allow it to simmer.

"Five, six, seven.. done," Cedric muttered and then checked his watch for a timer of exactly seven minutes. "And now we wait".

You sighed and pushed your slightly moist hair away from your face, "Now we wait".

The boy beside you suddenly went rigid and you looked up quizzically to only get the reason for his stiffness.

Snape was now taking rounds through the classroom as the potion was to be ready soon enough and you too looked at him nervously as he scanned your cauldron with narrowed eyes.

But then to your surprise his eyes actually softened and his hardened face relaxed. Cedric was nearly jumping with joy on receiving a nod from the teacher which most certainly was one of the highest forms of praise you could get from him.

"You must add the hellebore now, lower the flames and then allow the potion to simmer for exactly seven minutes," Snape's sharp voice snaked through the soft chatter. "If brewed correctly, the potion would emit a silver vapour".

"Godric have mercy," you whispered and lowered the flames while Cedric put on the timer and you both held your breaths, burning holes in the cauldron.

"Time's up!"

There were many mixed reactions, but a majority were definitely unhappy with whatever the hell they managed to brew. It certainly did not look like the draught of peace or even close to it.

You two simply stared as slowly silvery grey fumes were coming from the cauldron and gour face stretched wide in a triumphant grin while he bounced slightly on his feet, feeling so elated that he pulled you in a victory hug which you were more than happy to join.

Unknown to everybody else, the Potions Master allowed a small smile, or actually a slight twitch of lips to escape his stone cold persona. He was undeniably proud at the not so small achievement on one of his finest students. Yes, one of his finest.

He had trouble admitting it to himself but after all it wasn't fair to judge someone based on their family. He had experienced that first hand and was now making an effort to be a more decent person.

Atleast in the case of you. Speaking of Harry James Potter, that was a much bigger problem seeing as he totally loathed that child.

"Five points to Gryffindor," he muttered under his breath when you submitted the vial filled with the perfectly brewed concoction.

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daegutowns · 11 months

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svt as your hogwarts boyfriend

tags: hogwarts au, gn!reader

gryffindor: seungcheol, hoshi, chan

seungcheol: quidditch team beater, quidditch team captain

prepare to be sick of him!!

very competitive, so match days are always so big for him

if you’re not dripped out in gryffindor colors (regardless of which house you’re in), it’s over. he’ll be so pouty and whiny

“baby, it’s match day. why are you not wearing your custom made quidditch jersey i made for you?”

“don’t talk to me, you’re wearing [house other than gryffindor] colors. nope, obviously you don’t wish me good luck.”

big bad quidditch team captain has nothing on his lover

says he plays better when you’re cheering for him

claims he’s mcgonagall’s best student

he’s actually very good at transfigurations

he wants to be an auror one day, so this is just a step in the process

mcgonagall actually does adore him

very protective of his quidditch team members and would gladly start a fight to defend any one of them (hot-headed but won’t admit it)

always says he’ll buy you anything, no matter how many galleons he has to spend

actually gets upset if you try to pay for your own chocolate frog on the train

the type to always want to sit next to you if you share a class together (except potions)

hoshi: quidditch team chaser

he is mr. horanghae…. mr. quidditch is in my blood…. mr. tiger chaser

his plans are to become a professional quidditch team player

the british national quidditch team coach has already scouted him out

genuinely a quidditch prodigy, since he’s a muggleborn wizard. just picked up a quaffle and was an instant baller

mcgonagall’s pride and joy…. she lives and breathes quidditch

he has nothing else going on for him academically, really -- just trying to pass and that’s it lol

snape hates his guts. didn’t even have to do much, really

only asks for quidditch stuff for his birthday

he loves when you shout out nonsense stuff like “get ‘em tiger!” or “horanghae!” or “tiger’s gaze!” during the quidditch match. it’s soooo embarrassing for you but it actually gets him fired up

the type to fall asleep in class and then ask you for notes afterwards

chan:

he wants to be on the quidditch team starting line so bad, but he’s been benched… then injured… then benched again…

but he’s, like, lowkey highkey very good at defense against the dark arts???

like, conjured a patronus at the age of 12 kind of good

comes from a family of aurors (his dad’s side), so this kind of just runs in his blood

he offers to tutor you in it because it’s his greatest passion in life

of course, he’ll need some tutoring in all the other subjects…. snape has lit his ass on fire (metaphorically, for legal purposes) due to many badly made, strange potions he’s made

hufflepuff: dk, mingyu, seungkwan, vernon

mingyu: quidditch team beater

of course this big puppy is a hufflepuff! but, he’s the most gryffindor-like hufflepuff ever

even the sorting hat had trouble placing him in the correct house, but ultimately chose hufflepuff

he honestly didn’t even know if he should be trying out for the quidditch team, but dk brought him there and he barely even had to struggle at tryouts

his big frame and strong arms make him an excellent beater

he still has a fear of heights, he just forgets about it during quidditch (like what)

he loves when you praise him for his quidditch skills, especially after a particularly hard practice or grueling game

he just wants to be held in your arms near the fireplace, is that too much to ask for ?!?!?!!?!!

surprisingly very smart at most subjects too, especially potions

the only thing he struggles with is herbology (like wtf would he be doing near all these screaming plants or oozing flowers????)

kind of based for a hufflepuff to not be good at herbology bc of professor sprout but alas….

he loves care of magical creatures, because he’s like a dog -- just friends with everyone

he’s kind of like the cedric diggory type ngl -- well liked, friendly, athletic, smart

the type to want to walk around the castle holding hands all the time

deekay: quidditch team chaser

the most stereotypical hufflepuff ever

so kind, so loyal, so hardworking, so…..

the happy virus, sunshine, rainbows shooting out of his ass kind of guy

seriously, there’s not one hufflepuff that doesn’t love him

he plans on becoming a charms professor at hogwarts one day!

he’s soooo good at charms

so much so that girls around hogwarts giggle and call him a charmer

like he got people blushing n shit

turned down the offer to become captain because it was a lot of pressure! he is still going to be the next quidditch team captain next year.

he simply did not have a choice in this matter

loves going to hogsmeade and sitting in the three broomsticks with his friends laughing because it’s so cozy. he wants to live in that feeling forever

the type to send you a love letter by owl on valentines day to watch your reaction while you sit with your friends

seungkwan: hogwarts choir soprano

he is THE boo seungkwan of the hogwarts choir!

professor flitwick (the conductor of the choir) is always amazed at his performance ability. seungkwan has never Not had a solo in the hogwarts annual christmas choir performance

likes to watch quidditch practices while he does his divination essays

he feels like it gives them a certain vibe while he makes up dreams about his imaginary rabbit dying for trelawney

if dk was everyone’s crush, seungkwan is everyone’s friend

there’s no table he’s not welcome to sit at, and definitely no house that would turn him away

the most social butterfly in hogwarts, even more so than the weasley twins

his networking capabilities is insane, but necessary for his life path

he wants to work in the ministry of magic, close to the minister of magic

this requires lots of connections! he wants to collect those wizard society inductions like pokemon cards

the type to ask you to come to his birthday party as a special guest but he actually invited half the castle and dumbledore

vernon:

he’s just here for the vibes

very seriously collecting all the chocolate frog cards. if you see one, please check with vernon to see if he has it or not. he’ll give away the ones he doesn’t need and is always willing to trade

please help him. this is his life’s goal right now

is really good at quidditch but doesn’t really vibe with organized sports, so he just comes to tryouts to play with other people

tried to start a recreational interhouse quidditch team to play outside of the house matches but it turned messy so he gave up

really good at herbology and care of magical creatures! he just understands

not sure what he wants to do in the future, but he’s honestly down for whatever

the type to ask you if you’re free for a date and then forget, so you both end up just asking the house elves in the kitchen for food

ravenclaw: jun, wonwoo, woozi

jun: quidditch team chaser

another person who is just here for the ride

just naturally gifted at a lot of subjects, so he doesn’t really study that much for the exams either. it really makes other people mad

once you asked him for help in a class (“jun, why is this the right answer?”) and he just gave too vague answers (“that’s just the order the things are put in.”) that you just kind of gave up

will definitely be asleep in class if you let him

history of magic is spent 90% of the time with his head on the desk sleeping away zzz

sometimes just gets really sleepy, what can he say???

a really good chaser, but just plays quidditch because it’s fun

he goes to practice because games/matches are more fun when you’re actually good at playing

self-dubbed “arthur wen of quidditch”

what does it mean??? you will have to ask him yourself

the type to sneak you into his bed on friday nights so you can spend all weekend cuddling together

wonwoo: prefect

what an absolute heartthrob

he’s not really a man of many words, so he was genuinely surprised when he became a prefect for his house

is actually a very understanding and caring prefect

he doesn’t really like taking points away from other houses or giving out detentions and only uses it as a last resort

you can usually find him reading novels/writing essays in the library (madam pince is very enamored with him) or playing wizard chess in the ravenclaw common room

he’s VERY good at wizard’s chess

if he could be a professional wizard’s chess player, he would.

ron weasley has nothing on jeon wonwoo

a lot of younger ravenclaws like asking him questions because he always explains things so thoroughly and patiently

tutors younger students in other houses for extra money -- fellow ravenclaws free of charge! -- and sends it to his family

wants to be a professor at hogwarts but still isn’t sure which subject he wants to teach. he figures he could be a librarian like madam pince if he were allowed to be

the type to gift you a new book on christmas every year and highlight/annotate things that reminded him of you

woozi:

also legendary in the hogwarts choir

he arranges all the pieces for both the choir and band

wants to be a professional wizard producer and music writer

once got to meet the weird sisters and got a random muggle t-shirt signed by them that he carries like his most prized possession

other than that, he just like hanging out with you, his friends, and going to the quidditch matches whenever ravenclaw plays

he’s not really that interested in other house matches unless it’s an important one that affects ravenclaw

he tries to be interested in your house’s matches too (if you’re not a ravenclaw) but you can tell he would rather not

tends to befriend a lot of gryffindors (like seungcheol and hoshi) for some reason unknown to even himself

the type to write poems to you when he gets bored in class

slytherin: jeonghan, joshua, hao

jeonghan: prefect

oh, don’t even try to mess with him, because he will get you back and worse

definitely takes advantage of his prefect status way more than he should, but rules are meant to be bent

sneaks you into the prefect bathroom because “you shouldn’t have to take a bath with the rest of the normies” or so he says.

likes pranks and practical jokes, so he often turns a blind eye to the weasley twins when they stir up trouble

they have an unspoken partnership

weasley twins don’t prank him, jeonghan doesn’t snitch on them

it’s honestly a win-win for both of them.

he’s really good at charms

this is mostly because it teaches you shortcuts of how to do everyday things but just faster and lazier with magic

his favorite is using the duplication charm to make copies of polaroids he took with you so both of you can have a copy of it

he likes messing with the younger students and getting them to loosen up (like what are they always so serious for?) with him + reminding people when to have fun (but also when to buckle up!)

the type to ask you on a date to three broomsticks and then prank you into thinking he forgot his wallet in his room

joshua: head boy

classic head boy vibes from a gentle sexy. jk he is so chaotic, but no one really expects it from him until after he gets all these privileges

you want a permit to paint a brick pink? just a single brick? okay done.

you want to rearrange the quidditch trophies by most to least impressive accomplishment? okay done.

you want to take a date walking around the castle while he patrols the hallways? okay done.

he lives for the things that are ambiguously not breaking the rules but definitely not abiding by them either

kind of athletic (grew up playing quidditch in his neighborhood around the other wizard children) but never liked it enough to actually play for the team

it’s way too competitive + he wants more time for you. it’s already hard enough with all the head boy stuff

also was in the hogwarts band but then it was too much work so he only did it for a year

very gifted in potions and transfigurations!

he always wants you to teach him the more boring subjects like history of magic since he always finds himself doodling instead of listening or dozing off in that class

his dream is to become a healer at st. mungo’s hospital for magical maladies

likes to tease you that you’re mrs. head boy

he treats you like you’re the first lady and he’s the president. it’s a very american way of thinking, but then again, he is american.

if he catches you doing bad stuff, you’re legally required to write him a love letter. it’s the rules. no detention, no points taken away from your house. just a nice love letter.

the type to let you dress/style him for all your dates because he wants to have matching outfits always

hao: quidditch team seeker

he’s actually one of the most popular people in slytherin house due to his insane skills as seeker

his catch rate is insane, like he can sniff out the snitch on the field

he’s already set to play for the national team in the U20 league and for the montrose magpies (the british-irish quidditch league team with the most wins)

his knack for flying was discovered during their first year flying class with madam hooch. after the class, she spoke with snape and set him up to shadow the quidditch team to be on the starting lineup starting his second year

he pretends like he doesn’t care if you come support his matches or not but is always visibly happy when you do

the times when you can’t because you’ve got a big essay due the next day or you’re sick is when he pretends he doesn’t mind (because you gotta focus on yourself too!)

his favorite subject is divination (because he really vibes with the tea leaf readings)

but, his best subject is astronomy. he’s the best student as has been the best student in astronomy out of your entire year (all 7 years!)

the type to ask you if you want to share your scarf while you walk around the castle together

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