#draco drabble

[btsbabe7]

November Prompt 18: Crown

Words: 594 | Pairing: Draco Malfoy x reader

There’s a surreal feeling that washes over you as you descend the castle stairs into the entrance of the Yule Ball. You hadn’t told a single soul about your date. In fact, as far as all your friends knew, you had no intentions of attending. But here you are in a pearly gown with silvery lace trim hand-sewn against the white silk. Your curly hair is styled in a slightly messy updo that you’d practiced for weeks until it was perfected, and a dainty, single emerald stone bracelet, gifted by your date clings to your right wrist. All the planning had finally led you to this very moment.

In the midst of the first dance coming to a close, an applause breaks through the room, then you spot your date breaking through the crowd. Heads turn and there seems to be whispering amongst the crowd, but not over the music. Just as you reach the bottom of the stairs, Draco’s arm links around yours. A vest and bowtie accompany the snowy white button-up that hugs his thin torso. His platinum hair is parted perfectly down the side and tucked behind each ear to fully display his dashing features. He looks absolutely amazing, even more than he does on the day to day, if you do say so yourself. And soon, the gaze of other students follow the two of you through the crowd where Draco pulls you in close for a slow dance.

“Ignore the whispers,” he breathes, pulling your wandering gaze for your friends back to him. “You look beautiful tonight and I won’t let anyone ruin this for us.” His brows raise to make sure you understand and you smile softly and nervously.

You had planned to attend the ball with Draco almost a month ago in the secrecy of your meetings in the Astronomy Tower. If everything went as planned, the entire school would be in shock at the news of you and Draco attending together, despite the existing rumors of his growing crush on you. And the whispers tonight have proved just that. Even Professor McGonagall, Professor Snape, and Dumbledore, the Headmaster himself, had done double takes when Draco’s arm reached out for you at the entrance moments ago.

“Draco,” you mutter softly, keeping your eyes on his to stay focused. “What do we do when they see? My friends, when they notice?”

He chuckles softly and pulls you closer, gently stroking your reddened cheek.

“Then let them notice. You look beautiful. You spent so much effort planning and perfecting the perfect. Just focus on this. Don’t let your crown slip.”

You smile widely at his comment and just because you’re happy to finally be in his arms in the midst of everyone. There’s whispers and stares and even pointing, but you stay focused on Draco. It all feels like a relief compared to the fear that came with sneaking out to meet in hiding in The Astronomy Tower every night. You know your friends are somewhere with their own dates and that their curiosity about you and Draco will soon be a topic of conversation, but none of that matters now in a place where you should feel the most confident.

Draco spins you around one last time at the close of the song, and with a smile, he caresses your cheeks.

“We’ll have the best night of our lives, my queen. I promise,” he breathes before placing a soft kiss on your forehead that leaves you grinning from ear to ear, and tonight, you truly feel like royalty.

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[violette-hue]

Amortentia

Summary: Pansy forces a secret out of you, and you’re strongly debating which curse/jinx to use on her.

Trigger Warning(s): Pansy (mentions of her), one (?) curse word, mentions of pure bloods (purebloods?), mentions of the future, love/strongly like

Word Count: 749

Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four

“It’s a nice out tonight.”

You sat down on the edge of the astronomy tower next to Draco. The summer breeze danced across your heated cheeks, cooling you down. The events from twenty minutes ago still boiled your blood and you wanted nothing more than to go back to the Slytherin common room and give Pansy a good wack. Maybe even a curse or jinx.

“What do you want, Draco?” you asked, not daring to look over at him.

“What’s Pansy talking about?”

You took a deep breath. Apparently Draco wasn’t going to beat around the bush with this. You could see him looking at you from your peripherals, his blue eyes haunting in the moonlight. You debated your options. Tell Draco what started this mess, or pretend like you didn’t know. Instinctively, you wanted to choose the latter, but Draco knew you too well, and he’d know you were lying. Even without looking at him. You pursed your lips.

“Remember the Amortentia potion?” you started. You didn’t give him the opportunity to answer as you continued. “I didn’t smell my boyfriend – ex-boyfriend. I smelled you.” You kept your eyes on the moon, ignoring your peripherals. Ignoring your body tingling as Draco scooted closer to you. “Pansy asked me who I smelled. She found out, somehow. I didn’t even tell her, didn’t want to.”

“You always were a bad liar,” Draco said softly. You noted the way his fingers twitched where it rested on his leg, almost as if he wanted to touch you, but decided against it.

“Yeah,” you responded. “I am.” Your heart beat in your chest wildly. Of all the things he could have said, he decided to point out your inability to lie? Had you not just dropped a bomb of information on him? Did he not even care? Your stomach flipped at the thought, legs tingling. What if he didn’t care? What would you do? Would your friendship be over?

You dared a peak at Draco. He was looking at the moon now, admiring her glow. Her haunted rays of light made Draco almost glow, the light bouncing off his light blonde hair. He looked almost like an angel. A haunted, fallen angel. You looked away from him and focused your gaze on the ground hundreds of feet below you. You’re not even sure if you could see the ground properly, or if that was just a thick layer of mist.

“It’s a good thing for me, though,” Draco said suddenly, breaking the awkward silence. Or maybe the silence was only awkward for you?

“Why?”

Draco looked at you, a small smile playing on his lips. “Because I like bad liars. I like you.”

Your eyes met Draco’s and you searched for any deceit. The only thing you saw was sincerity and…longing. Had he always looked at you like that?

You shifted under his gaze and returned your eyes to the floor—or the mist—whatever that was.

“You don’t have to pity me, Draco.”

You heard him scoff. “I was never taught to pity anyone. I’m telling the truth, Y/N, I like you. More than a friend. And I think you like me more than a friend, too.”

It was your turn to scoff now, only when you did it, it sounded more like a weak laugh. “What gave it away — the amortentia?”

Draco smiled and moved closer to you. “Something like that.”

You returned the smile and rested your head on his shoulder. You took a deep breath of relief and contentment. Apples. Leather. Galleons. Just as you had smelt in the potion days ago.

Perhaps a part of you had always known your feelings for Draco were beyond that of friendship. He was the closest person in your life, had been there the longest, too. Whatever shit was going on with your parents, you had always found each other. It seemed fitting you would find your way to be together, and you were sure your parents would have arranged it anyways. Purebloods, they would have said, are meant to be together. That didn’t matter to you. You were with Draco because you wanted to.

You looked up at him through your lashes to find that he was already looking at you. Without missing a beat, you leaned forward and kissed him. His lips were soft and a bit dehydrated, but it felt right. This felt right. You both were still children in society’s eyes, but you knew, somehow, that this would last.

[fieldofsecretss]

I promise you’re a good girl-D.M

Pairing: bestfriend!Draco x fem!reader

SMUT

NOT PROOF READ

warnings: thigh riding, reader being used, crying, kind of subspace, Cedric being an asshole, aftercare <3, mentions of scratches and bruises. I do think that’s all. Take it or leave it, don’t like don’t read, okay?

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“what happened?” he asked as he pulled her inside before anyone could find her out after curfew

“went to see Cedric…” she mumbles as she walked to his room and collapsed on his big, newly made bed, always typical Draco..always so neat.

“oh fuck” he cursed through a sigh, he wasn’t exactly fond of Cedric, also known as the ‘golden boy’, or the fact that he never cares about y/n. he just gets what he wants and sends her out the door, not even caring if she finished or not and no aftercare whatsoever. And that was a big deal for him, aftercare is his favorite part and should always be offered.

“didnt even get to finish, dray...” she whined as tears slid down her slightly pink cheeks, oh those cheeks, someone as beautiful as her should never have to cry over a boy like..him..Cedric.

“oh love..” he muttered, “why do you keep doing this to yourself, you know you always end up in my dorm crying your pretty eyes out on my bed” he said as he sat down on the bed and wiped her tears with his thumbs, mascara slowly making black trails from her long lashes above her doe eyes, bottom lashes sticking together.

“he told me I was his good girl…i just wanna be good” she sniffled and hiccuped. God he couldn’t help but feel his heart gain a crack.

“your tummy ‘s all achy, yeah?” he asked putting a big hand on her lower abdomen, he quickly noticed how she leaned closer to him, seeking his touch.

“so bad, dray”

“want me to take care of you?” He asked already knowing the answer. He felt so bad for her, he doesn’t want his little sweetheart to suffer

“please, Draco” she begged airily

“okay love, come here. ‘M gonna help you out”

“am i a good girl? i just wanna be a good girl—“ she said desperate for assurance, but the blonde slytherin cut her off

“i promise you’re a good girl, angel” he said, his hands were now wrapped around her waist as he began moving her, “but you gotta stop going to him, he’s no good for you, love”

her pretty pink lips parted as he kept moving her back and forth on his thigh, making her pussy rub against his pants back and forth

“Draco” she whispered as her hands moved up to his wide shoulders so she can move faster

“there we go, keep going, honey” he said, “poor princess, didn’t get to cum, hm?”

she shook her head and closed her eyes, feeling her climax coming on as she was already on the brink of it from earlier

“almost there, aren’t you? Don’t worry I’m here, love”

“mhm” she nodded and moved faster and faster, feeling the tension loosen up bit for bit, focus on the feeling of him.

“you can cum, love” he said, a low yet high pitched moan came out of her as her high came on, she fell on the bed next to her on the side, breathing out as she tried to catch her breath

“i didn’t mean to bother y—“

“sweetheart” Draco cut in, “i’m not him. i’ll take care of you, cm’ere” he said, picking her up and taking her to the bathroom counter

“i’m gonna take of your clothes, is that okay for you?” he asked, what can you say, he’s a man of consent

“It’s okay Draco” she said in a tired and weak voice, his jaw clenched at the sight of her bare body, bruises, red marks, and scratches were all over her body.

it meant that it was a rough night and that asshole didn’t even bother to give her the aftercare she needed. How careless, and he was supposed to be the soft, goody two shoes golden boy. Only if every girl that swoon for him knew what an ungrateful, selfish prick he was

“Fucking asshole” he whispered as be turned on the water and filled the bath, he hated the being that was Cedric Diggory. that fucking asshole never bothered to care about that poor girl that just wanted to please him and make him happy, in hopes of one day he’ll care for her

he put some soaps and bath salts in and gently put her in the bath, he cleaned her up with a soft towel, minding the sensitive areas. He was really careful to not make her uncomfortable in any way.

“want a rubber duck?” he asked, she nodded, he chuckled lightly as he put a rubber duck on the water, seeing her move it around and play with it while he washed her hair and body, she didn’t want to make her smaller than she was, but he knew she liked all the silly muggle stuff and he just wanted to reward her for how good she’s been. She deserved a good end of the day

he then dried her off and dressed her in one of his boxers and his quidditch sweater, he put her in bed and placed a blanket over her body and tucked it in on the sides of her body to create a comforting feeling

“stay with me?” she said as she saw him walk away, she reached out her hand for him, he sighed and muttered a small ‘of course’ as he held her hand and whispered sweet nothings in her ear while she slept and once in a while planting a loving kiss on her head

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This is a very old one, one of the first five I wrote actually. So I know it’s bad, don’t come after me😂❤️

[rafesmuse]

I feel like perv!roommate!draco always puts your favourite things on the top shelf so you have to stretch up to reach them,, offers to do all your laundry and you accept bc he’s being so nice to you, but then he ‘loses’ all ur underwear and u don’t bring it up bc you don’t wanna embarrass him,, so u just walk around the house w no underwear (and then your shorts start to go missing and then you’re really in trouble)

- a v horny @ohwowimlonley

megs. i wanna kiss that wonderful brain of yours. going absolutely feral right now. also him hiding all the big towels so you’ll have to walk around with the smallest towels that you guys have after showering, barely revealing your naked body. or him walking past you and ‘accidentally’ spilling water all over you when you’re only wearing an oversized white t-shirt with nothing under it since he ‘lost’ all your underwear

all nsfw daydreams

[eclecticpatrolroadlawyer]

Draco: OH MY GOD I HATE YOUR FACE SO MUCH. WHY ARE YOU SUCH A LIFE RUINER??

Y/n: *visibly confused*

Pansy: *walks next to y/n* he thinks you're hot

[every1studio]

“sweet or sour” [harry potter: draco malfoy] PART 2 of “sour grapes”

genre: fluff + slight angst

ficstyle: bulletpoints + mini series 

prompt: part two of “sour grapes” with draco malfoy 

note: thanks so much for waiting, enjoy~

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after divination class you and your group of friends headed straight to the great hall for dinner

you still were in your own headspace while your friends had already moved onto something else to gossip about

but as soon as you sat down for dinner you suddenly didn’t feel like eating

“I’m gonna head out..” you muttered, gathered your things and left

your friends just nodded and continued with their conversations

sure they were a bit confused but they were sure you would tell them what was on your mind when you got a chance

but how could you break it to them that you had draco malfoy on your mind 

especially when you would tell them that you had no interest for the pretentious brat 

but for some reason, he didn’t seem like one anymore 

draco was already in the great halls with his group 

also in his own headspace, thinking about you

he saw your every move as soon as you entered the great halls for dinner

when he didn’t see you eat at all, he snuck his favorite type of apple into his robes and excused himself

his friends try to intervene and see what was up with draco but he didn’t give them the chance 

it was only 7 when you entered the library

you thought it was a good chance to do some assignments ahead of time while you waited for draco

every person that walked by made you think that it was draco

why were you so eager to see him?

you were just doing him a favor

it meant nothing to you.. right?

draco made sure that he didn’t seem like he ran to the library to see you 

he made sure to catch his breath (check his breath) and fix his hair 

he positioned himself so that his arm was propped up on the shelves to look “cool”

“hey y/n.. hope you didn’t wait too long..”

like last time, you didn’t have to look up to figure out who the person was 

you looked at your watch, “it’s not even 8 yet”

“yeah I wasn’t that hungry so I thought that I could just head to the library and get some work done..”

silence took over as you both just stayed in your spots

you looked anywhere but him, moving some of your things around to make some space for him

“well lets get started on what you need help with for the upcoming potions quiz..” 

you didn’t expect to sit across from you

usually when you help someone with studying, they sit next to you so that it’s easy to show them your notes 

so you looked up at him, “wouldn’t it be easier if you sat next to me?”

that question caused draco to smirk

“sorry y/n.. I didn’t know that you wanted me to sit next to you.. did you want me to sit closer to you?”

you furrowed your brows in offense, “I just thought it would be easier to show my notes but I would rather have you sit as far away from me as possible..”

draco dramatically pouted and grabbed at his shirt over his heart

“man y/n.. you know how to break a man’s heart.. but.. I’m a visual learner, I’d rather sit across from you and watch your every move. I wanna make sure I don’t miss a single thing..”

draco didn’t break eye contact with you while he said that 

which made you slightly uncomfortable 

“anyways.. since the quiz is on chapters 20 to 25, let’s start with chapter 20...” 

why did he make your heart create millions and billions of little heart-shaped butterflies fly through your veins?

maybe it was the lack of food that made you feel this way

maybe if you had a little snack, you wouldn’t be feeling so fluttery 

as soon as you thought that, your stomach grumbled 

draco let out a stifled chuckle

he thought it was completely adorable

thank merlin he had an apple in his robe

“care for snack, y/n? maybe you didn’t have dinner?” 

he knew you didn’t have dinner but he already felt like he came off as a little creepy and he wanted to back off.. just a bit 

“no.. I didn’t feel like eating at the time... but now...”

you gave him a stern look while you reached your hand out to grab the apple

but he pulled it back from your grasp, “ah-ah.. I’ll give you the apple on one condition”

“what condition? I’m already helping you study and now I need to do something else for you?”

you were starting to get a little hangry and draco could tell

it made him want to tease you more since you looked so cute when your angry but he didn’t want you to dislike him even more 

he wants to show his best version of himself to you after all 

he leaned in closer to you and his joking demeanor softened 

“the condition is that you promise me that you’ll eat even if you don’t feel like it.. your brain is tricking your body that you don’t want food even when you need it... your health is important, ya know?”

your mouth slighted opened before turning pressing your lips together, that surprised you

it seemed so out of character for draco malfoy to be so.. caring?

it was like there’s this whole side to him that you didn’t know

maybe you should try to reach for apple that professor trelawney told you about

maybe you should try to see if that apple is truly sweet or if it’s sour

it doesn’t hurt to try.. right?

you fiddled with your fingers before looking up at draco and gave him a smile, though you felt a little self-conscious about it 

“I promise..”

it was like a whole new world opened for draco

he has seen you smile but he’s never received a smile from you 

after seeing you smile, he swore to himself that he’ll be that person to protect that smile 

no words were needed; he handed you the apple and opened his book to chapter 20

you noticed that while you were helping him study, draco really didn’t need your help at all 

but you didn’t say anything about it

that was until professor pince told you two needed to leave the library; it was already close to midnight

“damn we were in there for a while, huh?” 

you two were gathering your things; constantly grazing each others’ hands but ignoring the lovey-dovey tension

“it’s your fault, draco.. we could’ve finished this study sess earlier if you look at your notes instead of looking at me the whole time..” 

draco smiled; that was the first time he’s ever heard you call him by his first name

you and draco were making your way out of the library

he was holding your things for you; he insisted that you had a long day and that he’d be a gentleman and hold them for you

“I thought I told you y/n..” draco bent down to look at you eye to eye, “I’m a visual learner”

this whole time you thought you were suppressing the natural reaction to blush but it was only because the library was cold and dim  

he could clearly see that you were blushing and he felt like he just won the quidditch championships

you looked away and started to grab your things from him in a hurry out of embarrassment 

“anyways.. I noticed that you really didn’t need me to help you study.. so what was all of this about?” 

you made sure to hide your tomato face from him 

you stopped in your tracks when you didn’t hear his footsteps next to you

“isn’t it obvious, y/n?”

his question made you turn around

“I wanted to spend time with you.. I’ve noticed you for a while and I’ve always wanted to-”

“so this is what you were up to, draco..” you both heard blaise coming around the corner with the rest of the slytherin gang

“is this your victim this time? you could’ve just told us!” theo echoed the same amount of mischief as blaise 

“I’mdefinitelyprettythanher...” pansy muttered under her breath

all of those comments made your heart drop into your stomach

“WHAT ARE YOU GUYS EVEN TALKING ABOUT? FUCK OFF!” 

his friends ruined this moment for him and he didn’t know if he could dig himself out of this hole

he used to go for girls who would give anything to be with him and it was only to forget the fact that you were with bloody potter 

they were just there to distract him from your relationship with potter at the time

he wasn’t that guy anymore because now he has a chance with you, this was his only chance

because if he fucked this up, he’ll never have the chance with you 

“am I just another one of those girls to you?” 

those words were heavy on his heart; he felt like he couldn’t breath

you weren’t those other girls; you were different

it was never about them, it was always about you

you made him feel like he could be a better person 

as a better person, he wanted to cherish you and protect your smile

and now that smile was no where to be found

your voice was soft enough for only draco to hear but the others got the gist of what you said

“I bet ya draco only went after for her because he heard that she didn’t like him..” goyle wanted to add onto the banter 

crabbe continued to throw the fuel to the fire, “saw her as a challenge, I bet”

you didn’t want to hear anything else

that was all you needed to hear that figure out that any apple from draco malfoy was going to be sour anyways 

so why did you even consider trying in the first place?

you scoffed at their attempt to try to get you to cry and run down the hall like all the other girls that were heartbroken by draco 

“you all must be daft.. even if malfoy did see me as a challenge and wanted to pursue me.. doesn’t mean that I’d give him the time or day..”

you glared at all of them in the eyes, “I just had some extra time to spare to help out a classmate.. besides if you all need any help with your classes, which I’m sure you do, just let me know.. I’d be so glad to help out my dim-witted classmates..”

that made a lot of them pretty mad, “did you just call us dumb?” pansy shrieked, “you filthy half-blood!”

you gave her a half-hearted smile, “I may be a half-blood but at least, I’m not dumb..”

that made some of them raise their wands at you until draco came in between them and you

that made them lower their wands

he was filled with rage and all of his friends realized that they all just made a huge mistake

but before anyone could say anything, you just walked away 

you didn’t need anyone protecting you 

you could fend for yourself 

and if you could walk away from a situation, you would

you didn’t need to get into a wand fight to prove a point, let alone a physical one 

you didn’t need these uptight, dumb rich kids ruining your education 

“HEY I WAS TALKING TO YOU!” pansy tried to run after you with her wand but draco grabbed it out of her hand

“leave. her. alone. or I’ll make you... that goes for every one of you”

draco threw her wand across the hall and ran after you 

none of his friends said anything

“maybe we shouldn’t have jumped into conclusions..” blaise said as he noticed how troubled his friend really was with his emotions for you

theo attached himself to blaise’s hip, “yeah it’s all pansy’s fault that draco is mad at us now..”

as the group of slytherins’ bickering was fading into darkness, draco was sweating trying to find you and fix this problem 

he was crazy about you and he wanted you to see that he really did have feelings for you, real feelings 

all of that hard work he put in during the study session were flushed down the drain

he knew that you didn’t like him at first 

he knew that you didn’t fawn over him like those other girls 

why would he pursue someone that he knows doesn’t like him?

he can’t control his feelings

he can’t control how his heart feels when he brushes pass you in a busy hallway

or how it feels when he sees you in the same class as him 

or how it feels when he hears you laugh 

he saw you make your way to the astronomy tower and he follows suit 

draco stops in his tracks when he hears you throw your bag to the ground and start crying

if his heart was cracked earlier, it’s completely shattered now

“stupid girl... it’s not like you ever liked him anyways.. your mind is tricking you that you like him... if there is such thing as love, I don’t wanna taste it.. I’m just so afraid... so why...” 

you were fighting with yourself; crying into your sleeves and talking out loud

“..so why am I fighting these feelings I have for bloody draco lucius malfoy...”

“feelings are weird like that, huh..”

like all the times before, you didn’t need to look behind you to hear who that voice belonged to 

“go away, malfoy”

but you really didn’t want him to 

and he didn’t 

draco sat next to you but there was a significant amount of space between you two 

“I want to apologize on the behalf of my friends’ actions and words and-”

“-and for playing me?” you cut him off, “you should get yourself an acting career..”

no matter how sincere he sounded, you figured that he’s just used to acting like it 

“and for not telling them how I really felt about you..”

you were so confused, you ended up looking up at him; not caring about your current appearance

your appearance made draco come closer, out of concern for you

he cupped your face but you didn’t have enough strength at the moment to push him away, you only had enough strength to not look at him 

your eyes were red from the crying, runny nose sniffing every second and brows furrowed not with irritation but furrowed with utter sadness

“y/n.. please answer me.. are you okay?”

“okay!?” you pulled his hands off of your face

“no, if you can’t tell by my puffy, teary-eyed face. I’m NOT okay! I’m not okay with having my feeling played with like a puppet! I’m not okay because the moment I felt like I could trust you, I found out that I was just one of your collection of other girls that played victim to your little sick game and-”

draco suddenly took one of your hand and put it over his chest

“would my heart be beating this fast for a girl I didn’t care about?” his voice was soft but stern 

the adrenaline made you lash out your inner thoughts; you took a breath to try to return back into your calm, cool and collect self

“you could be faking it,” you replied 

he got up immediately, “then I’ll go steal veritaserum from snape’s private collection to prove to you!”

if you didn’t physically hold the determined draco back, he would’ve dashed down the tower and actually go steal the truth serum 

“why would you risk yourself for that?! don’t you know that you could get detention or even expelled-” 

“because, y/n, I want to prove to you that I really.. truly like you.. ever since I sat next to you in charms class, I always thought you were no one I’ve ever met..”

“the first time you sat next to me in charms class? that was our first year...” 

your grasp on his arm loosened and you gave him the chance to voice his inner thoughts

“yeah.. you were smart but you didn’t act like a know-it-all like granger.. or make it your whole personality like all of those ravenclaws.. you were always nice to everyone and anyone but you never let anyone walk over you.. I was so happy I got a chance to talk to you because I enjoyed our conversations in the library.. you made me feel like I could be  my 100% self.. I always thought that if you could get sorted into any house and you would do extremely well anywhere you went... and also...”

draco brought his hand up to “wipe” his nose to hide the blush that was blooming onto his face

“also?” your curiosity was peaked 

“also you were just about the prettiest girl in our class.. our whole school even..”

“but I’m a half-blooded Hufflepuff..”

“none of that matters.. I just like you for you.. every moment I have with you makes my feelings for you grow fonder.. I just hope that, that’s enough for you..”

you sniffled a little laugh through your stuffy nose, “draco lucius malfoy.. you really are full of surprises..”

you looked up at him through your damp lashes

the moonlight was shining onto his platinum blonde hair

his eyes held that twinkly baby blue sliver of hope

hoping that you would be able to give him a chance 

“if I give you a chance, am I going to regret it?” 

“if you gave me a chance, I’d do everything in my power to never ask for a second chance...”

you really pondered at his words and professor trelawney’s prophecy 

“I swear to merlin, draco if you do-”

“you can hex me, send a bludger my way or even use any unforgivable curses on me!” he had his hand over his heart as if he was pledging himself to you 

you took the hand that was over his heart and just held it tight, “let’s not have it get to that point..”

draco was so happy he wanted to kiss you

his eyes were wavering at where to kiss you

would it be too much to kiss you on the lips?

what if he kisses you on the cheek and he misses and kisses your nose?

would it be okay to kiss your nose? 

he was so distracted with his thoughts that he didn’t notice you get on your tippy toes to kiss him on the lips 

draco’s smile grew and he pulled you closer to him so that he could kiss you better under the moonlight

although these new feelings were unripe and green, they still tasted sweet on your lips 

The end.

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[unadulterated-syd]

Insecurities

Warnings; Angst, unedited lil fic

Description; Draco feels conflicted when forced to join the death eaters, how can he fix his relationship with y/n?

Draco sat at the edge of your dormitory mattress, head in his hands frustratedly.

He told you about how his father insisted on him joining the death-eaters, how he had to do it. He didn't know what to do.

You had been upset with him, you didn't want him caught up in a world of pain and suffering, a world his father and mother ultimately suffered through everyday. (athough his father deserved it.)

He didn't know what to be caught between two worlds, and now he'd caused you to storm of, he had caused you pain ultimately.

"Draco, please." You'd pleaded with him, "I just want you to be okay, you deserve better than that stupid group.. and they're stupid morals. You deserve to be happy." Your hands sat on either side of his face, trying to get him to look at you.

"Y/n..please, it's not that easy." He screwed his eyes shut, swallowing the lump in his throat. "Please. We'll run away, we'll find somewhere safe, and we'll hide away until the world is over. Love, please." You pleaded, you felt your own hot tears stream down your face.

"Y/n stop, you know I can't.. I can't do that. Not to my mum.. and you need to finish school, I hate Potter, but he needs you.. The whole school needs you to win this.." He sighed, his hands resting on your hips, as he pressed his head to your chest.

"Draco.. Please. I want to run away. I want us to be free and-" He cut you off, pulling out of you embrace, and standing up from the bed walking to your dresser, "Y/n no. Just drop it. I can't. We can't."

You looked at him, a large frown enveloping your face as you looked down. "I'm sorry. Draco we have no future like this. With you a murderer and me a savior."

"Maybe that's for the best." He sighed, his hands placed on the dresser as he looked at himself in the mirror, an exhausted look filling his face.

You looked at him, your eyes instantly filling with more tears as they suddenly turned yourself into sobs, and you left.

He sighed, he didn't know where you left to. He didn't know what to do, how to fix his problems, how to fix your problems as a couple.

He'd loved you, he had since you'd stepped into his compartment 3rd year on accident, he loved you when you yelled at him for making those stupid pins during the Triwizard Tournament, he loved you when he asked you to the Yule Ball and stepped on his feet during every dance, he loved you no matter what you did. No matter how you did it.

He sighed, he was stupid, daft for letting you leave the room, for not apologizing, for not following you. But he had to fix it.

He followed the way you left, knowing you as well as he did he, he followed you up to the astronomers tower.

His heart shattered as he was you sunken next to a pillar at the top, your knees to your chest, and your head to your knees. You were crying, or just finishing up anyway, he could tell that much.

He sighed, and walked over, pulling his robes off and setting them over you, as you'd been in pajamas when he'd come to speak to you.

He sat besides you, wrapping his arms around you, pulling you to his chest. You could hear the rhythmic pounding of his heart, and it relaxed you, even though he was the last person you wanted to see.

"I'm sorry.. Y/n. Please, darling, I love you." He whispered into your hair. "Did you really mean it... that it's for the best?" You hicced, looking up at him with swollen eyes.

"Never love.. I just can't lose you, and if we run.. I'm afraid he'll win. And then I won't ever have peace with you. I'm just.. I'm scared." He sighed, closing his eyes.

You put your hands on either side of his face and sighed, "Never change, love. It's okay to be scared.. but you have to trust me. Let me in, let me help.."

He sighed, and looked up, this was the first time you'd ever seen him cry. He was scared that if he let you in you'd hate him, that you'd think he was lame, or weak.

"I'm sorry.. it's just. It's scary. And I can't let her down, my mum deserves better, and you deserve better-" You cut him off rubbing his eyes.

"Let's stay up here tonight. Let's talk. Just talk, about everything. You can keep blaming yourself for how our lives are, I know your mom couldn't ask for a better son, I couldn't ask for a better boyfriend."

Draco gave a light smile, as you held the sides of his face and peppered kisses across his face, "I love you."

"I love you too."

[nottyourlover]

Faking it (pt 1)

summary: you and draco agree to fake date - (eventual) friends to lovers.

warnings: contains angst, pining and definitely inaccuracies mentioning potions.

word count: 1655.

“Just a bit longer, love,” Draco whispers, mouth close to your ear, making your position seem more intimate than it was. Or maybe it was just you who thought that.

You both sway to the music, Draco’s hands on the small of your back, and your hands are around his neck, your left one absent mindedly playing with the waves of hair on his nape. 

The other weddinggoers move around you, some pointing. Hushed whispers erupt around the room, many probably questioning who the mysterious lady with the famous Slytherin Prince was, as except for Cedric and probably Cho, no other Hogwarts students would be here.

“Draco, are you sure this is even working? I think we’re drawing attention.”

“Obviously we are drawing attention. You’re stunning, y/n.” he grins. 

You feel your stomach twist with a new sort of feeling. Draco had been complimenting you like that all evening, to the point where you weren’t sure if it was an act or not. 

No. It was all an act. Draco reciprocating your feelings was as likely as cats gaining the ability to read.

“Well, Dray, I guess you’re fine to look at as well,” you scoff. He feigns offense and leans closer to your ear again to whisper some more.

“My mother and father are looking, so don’t turn around.”

“Should I fake laugh, or something?” you whisper back, conspiratorially.

“Fake laugh? I’m plenty hilarious, y/n. No, just... lean in more,” Draco says, grasp on your waist tightening as he dips his head to lightly brush his mouth against the corner of yours.

Wow, it was warm in here. Hot, one might even say. Flames were covering your body-

“You okay, love?” Draco breaks you from your trance, but you nod unconvincingly.

“Don’t think about him, and just remember, he’s an idiot,” Draco says.

***

The morning of the wedding was a rollercoaster of emotions. You’d just been broken up with by Cedric Diggory, mascara streaming down and eyes puffy when Draco found you. Cedric had cheated on you with Cho Chang and that morning you went to confront him after Cho had come to your dorm late last night, apologizing over and over, saying she didn’t know you two were dating again. You were always an on-and-off couple with Cedric, and her apologies rang so genuine in your ears, you couldn’t blame Cho, (plus, who were you to allow women to be pitted against other women?). So, you set your mind up to confronting Cedric that next morning after first period, but you were the one who got broken up with. 

It was outrageous, and Draco had thought so too as he comforted you, the two of you sitting on your dorm bed. You were grateful for his listening skills, and he was ever the patient friend. 

***

“You’re too good to cry over him. He’s a bloody fool to cheat on you, y/n,” Draco said, brushing away a tear. You sniff in reply.

“My parents have got this wedding they’re invited to; Sadly, I’m forced to go. I hear Amos is officiating, so I suppose his son will be there.” He dropped his voice to a whisper. "Why not give them something to talk about? Come as my date, we can act.”

“We can act.” He says.

You’d let out a sob-laugh. Your friend, the one who had stolen your heart for years, was asking you to “act” like you were in love with him.

“No way you’re serious,” you had said, turning to look at him after sob-laughing some more. “Deadly serious, y/n,” Draco’s brow furrowed as if he was confused to why you thought he was joking. “Come on, love. You need some fun so let’s make that insufferable git jealous.” Draco smirked.

Letting out a soft laugh, you also started to smile. “Okay Draco, I’ll act with you.”

***

‘Okay Draco,’ you replay that morning’s conversation as your pulse races. ‘I’ll act with you.’ 

He’s kissing the side of your cheek, just as you dance past Cedric. As you twirl away, you see Cho’s sad smile from her seat next to him and you give her your own smile back. 

Draco suddenly drops his voice and whispers, “There’s something I’ve got to tell you later,”

“Yeah?” you reply.

“Yeah. But not now, because there’s so many people looking at you like you’re theirs.” 

He says ‘theirs’ strangely, like it leaves a bad taste in his mouth. The sudden change in conversation makes you wary, cautious... with excitement and anticipation consuming you.

“I want you to myself,” he finishes.

He wants you to himself. 

Your heart flutters at the thought of what he was going to say. You weren’t stupid, anyone with half a brain could hear “I’ve got to tell you something” and “I want you to myself” together and think what you were thinking.

He likes you. 

“Draco!” calls a sudden voice as he turns you into a spin, lips brushing your shoulder. Just an act.

Oh no, the voice was Astoria’s. What was she doing here?

“Please do not tell me that’s dearest Astoria calling me,” Draco pleads through gritted teeth as he twirls you around, the happy bride and groom dancing near you. You suck in a laugh, your reaction telling him all he needed to know.

“Dracoo please come dance with me! Dracoo!” Astoria calls. 

“Good luck Draco, she’s drunk,” you say with a grimace, slightly annoyed she interrupted your intimate moment. Fake intimate moment, you mentally amended.

“Oh no y/n! She’s drunk!” Draco says at the same time.

“Come onnnn Dray! ‘Cissy would want us toooooo! and Luc-” she hiccups. “Lucie too!” you can hear her frown in her voice as she struggles to pronounce Lucius’ name. Through your peripheral vision you see her come hurtling toward you, half-full flute of some alcoholic drink in hand.

“Oh god, y/n. From previous experience I can tell you she is not going away until she gets what she wants,” Draco groans, dragging a hand down his face as he turns away from her.

Your heart deflates a tiny bit and you both loosen your grips. “Oh, okay. I guess you better go dance with her.”

Your heart throbs. Of course this would happen while you’re on the precipice of the conversation which could change your entire relationship. And of course, it’s Astoria “will-steal-your-yule-ball-date” Greengrass who ruins it.

Draco cocks his head, earnestly saying, “I’ll be back soon. I promise.” before kissing your cheek and floating away from you and into Astoria’s waiting arms, for the second time in 3 years.

***

Two hours later, you’re sitting by the chocolate fountain dipping fruit when you finally see Draco’s silhouette, but he’s stumbling towards you. 

“Draco, it’s been forever, where’ve you been?” you ask before realizing you... had no business knowing. After all, you weren’t his girlfriend. Merlin, why did you feel so bitter?

You soften your voice, “Sorry, you just promised her one dance and it’s been a while.”

You closely inspect that Draco’s dress-shirt is rumpled, his hair messy and his tie is nowhere to be seen. He sits next to you and the heavy smell of something strong envelopes you both. Something weird. It’s pungent, yet comforting, like green apples and mint. 

“Fuck, y/n,” he finally mumbles. “How long have I been gone?”

“Over two hours.”

“I just got so caught up with Astoria. I think she...” he trails off, looking dazed.

This was outrageous. Draco Malfoy had all but told you that he liked you and then goes and does merlin-knows-what with Astoria?! 

Terrible. Terrible, terrible feelings. Jealousy was seeping out your every pore, and you were getting ahead of yourself.

“I’m glad you had so much fun with her,” you say. “That you forgot about me.”

“No! I didn’t forget you, y/n, I went upstairs first, and- bloody hell, I feel so sick.”

“Went upstairs? You told me you were going to dance, Draco!”

“Yeah, maybe?” He looked queasy. “But she handed me a drink and tried to-”

“You think? Draco, you’ve been gone almost 2 and a half hours and you think you danced?” you interrupt.

“I told you, y/n. I don’t remember. That drink, I think it was-,” comes his reply.

“You know, now I think about it, you just weren’t quite hesitant enough to go with her!” you spit, voice low but rising.

“What? It was a mistake, y/n! You’re getting so riled up over what?” Draco counters, anger in his gaze.

“You’re my best friend Draco! Why I can’t be worried about you?” you shriek, attracting attention. Draco huffs and you sigh, before saying, “You just left me there for Astoria and whatever the hell you did ‘upstairs’, but oh, forbid me if I show concern or my disapproval?” you hiss.

Draco’s face changes and his brows furrow.

Not wanting to argue (more than you already had in the foyer), you drag him by his hand and pull him into the hallway, noticing his 2 usual silver rings are gone from his right hand, and his wrist has some pink stain on it, like lipstick. 

“Well, y/n,’ Draco continues in the hall, voice louder now. “You’re my best friend. Not my girlfriend. Why the hell would you care what I’m doing?” 

Skipping over his question you just say, “Oh, believe me, Draco! I know I’m not your girlfriend!’ you shout, cheeks slightly heating. For a second you regret it, hoping it didn’t give your jealous feelings away, but to your relief and also utter dread, Draco replies, “And what the hell is that supposed to mean?”

You had never been subject to his quiet rage to an extent like this, but it didn’t scare you. The faint golden light from the foyer filtering through the stained glass on the hallway door and onto him, the glow lighting his features.

You inhale. “I hope Astoria was a good fuck.” and turning on your heels, you walk away.

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SERENITY

A Draco Malfoy x Reader Blurb

Draco never liked mornings until he met you OR the calm before the storm

contains: gender-neutral!reader, fluff, can be read as a standalone but it does take place before the events of story of another us. (614 words)

authors note: this was actually what gave me the idea of writing story of another us. i wrote this and was listening to the song whilst i was editing and realized the angst potential so i decided to write the series then have a set of various blurbs set in that same universe after it was done and i guess im kinda doing it?

additional note: i am no longer writing on this blog, this will be my last piece of writing on this blog before i begin writing on @yearninqheart. thank you for all the support ive gotten on this blog but ive ultimately decided to start over—writing wise.

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Draco felt the bed shift beside him, the weight of you lifting from his side as he remained still, keeping his eyes closed as he tried to keep his breathing level as he pretended to still be asleep.

You were always the first one up and out of bed in the mornings. Whether it was due to work, errands, or simply wanting to get your day started with already, you were never the kind to linger in bed. Especially when you were always so busy now that it was nearing the summer months. Draco admired that of you, how hardworking and passionate you were when it came to the things you loved–he was even certain you'd end up as Minister of Magic one day if you wanted to. In his mind, there was nothing in life that you couldn’t achieve unless you simply didn’t want to. Perhaps that’s how he ended up wrapped around your finger.  

The sound of your humming quickly filled the room, pulling him out of his thoughts and putting him at ease as he tried his best to fight a smile from forming on his lips.

"I know you're awake, Malfoy." He heard you say but still wanting to keep up the act, he pretended to have just woken up and rubbed his eyes as he slowly stretched, a lazy smile on his face as he finally looked at you.

"Good Morning to you too, lovely." He said in a teasing tone as he took in your current appearance. Messy hair framed your face perfectly as the shirt he could never seem to find covered your body. At this point, it was no longer his shirt and instead, yours but yet again when has anything ever been solely his since he met you. Perhaps only his surname, but that will change one day, he'll make sure of it. In more ways than one, you were perfect and Draco would trade the world to be able to wake up to this forever.

Rolling your eyes at his act, he watched as you stopped what you were doing to crawl back onto the bed. His hands instinctively coming to rest on your hips as you leaned down to kiss him, melting into his touch as he removed one hand to cup your face. The tender moment however, was disrupted by the sudden impact of your chest colliding with his as you lost balance and landed on top of him.

"Merlin you're so clumsy." He managed to say in-between his laughter as you struggled to catch your breath due to yours. "Breath darling, you already took the breath out of me so I don't need you losing yours now."

When you finally managed to catch your breath, you were still laying on top of him, your head on his chest with Draco's arms wrapped comfortably around your waist. The two of you laid there in silence as you listened to his heartbeat and he pressed kisses onto the exposed skin of your neck. His grip around you tightened slightly to keep you in place as you began struggling in his arms. "I have to go to work." You giggled, all while Draco simply continued what he was doing.

"Draco-"

"I'm sure the Ministry won't mind you taking a day off." He cut you off, a mischievous grin on his face as he grabbed your chin and pulled you towards him, catching your lips with his.

"You're going to be the death of me." You mumbled against his lips as you pulled away. Draco simply smiled before flipping you both so that you were on your back before connecting your lips back to his.

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[damsel-in-mistress]

The Pretty Series

by damsel_in_mistress (ao3)

Length: 443

Summary:

She may be beneath me, tainted, filthy, but Merlin help me – she’s so pretty when she cries.

[zriasstuff]

Them asking you to be their Valentine

The Slytherin Boys x reader (just in time for Valentine’s Day :))

Valentine’s Day at Hogwarts always comes with a lavish ball, so go ahead and choose the white knight of your liking to accompany you :)

Mattheo Riddle:

Mattheo’s way of asking you to be his Valentine for the ball was very straightforward, yet effective. The second after the announcement dropped, he went to find you in the schoolyard, and approached you in front of all your friends.

“Hey, wait up!”, he’d shout to get your attention, already sounding determined.

“What do you say, you and me at the ball?”, he spoke out his confession, short and sweet.

Cheekily, he adds “I think you and I would be the best looking couple at the ball”. You notice him shyly tucking his head down as he said that, but he still sounded self assured.

Everyone was patiently waiting for your reaction, and you noticed how all your friends started gushing over him. Mattheo seemed unfazed by everyone else and only had eyes for you.

Even though you had only talked to him a few times in the past, you noticed that there was this easy-going chemistry between you two.

His profession certainly came as a surprise, but you liked guys who were direct. Besides, he struck you as a bit of a player too, who seemed to be used to asking girls out.

“Sure, I’d love to go with you”, you chuckle out, knowing you’d have a lot of fun with him.

He slickly throws you an air kiss, grinning from ear to ear, before all his friends start jumping on him to celebrate his win.

Tom Riddle (extremely delusional):

Tom definitely wasn’t one for the romantics, in fact he was strictly against the idea of a Valentine’s Day ball.

What he told you, when you asked him if he had a date already was:

“The ball is just an excuse for undisciplined students to commit shameful acts such as drinking alcohol and doing magical substances, when they should really be focusing on their education instead, which they are in desperate need of”

“I see, so you don’t have a date”, you sum it up for him.

Truthfully, you only asked Tom that question because you started catching feelings for him, and you wanted to know if you had a clear shot.

But clearly, he wasn’t interested at the moment.

He seemed to be carefully analyzing your reaction to his statement. Seconds later, he indifferently states “You want me to ask you out, don’t you”

You, shocked at first, embarrassingly nod afterwards. Full of curiosity, you wondered how he had managed to read you so accurately.

“Fine, to save myself from a week of listening to your heartbreak or potential soulmate, I am going to do you the favor of accompanying you to the ball. I am only doing this to save myself.”, he explains elaborately, which earns him an eye roll of yours.

You still wanted him to actually ask you and mean it, but for Tom Riddle, this was a big gesture already. Besides, you were aware from the beginning that you would have to deal with his peculiarities.

“On the day, be ready at 8pm sharp, and don’t you dare get drunk or high”, he lays down his conditions. Even if he wouldn’t say it, you knew that deep down he cared, otherwise he would’ve never even indulged in this.

Theodore Nott:

Theodore had found himself in a bit of a slump. Due to the excessive quidditch training, he didn’t have a date for the ball yet, which would be in 1 day exactly.

Subconsciously he fully believed that he'd find a date, no matter what time it was, which is why he took his sweet sweet time.

But now, with growing desperation, he ran around, asking out every girl he saw. And each time, the girl rejected him because they already had a date.

As he grew more and more frustrated, he asked you for the second time again, to be his date. You already told him that you had plans with a guy from Gryffindor, which he ridiculed.

“Come on, please ditch him for me?”, he’d repeatedly ask you with puppy eyes.

“Please just do me this favor, I don’t want to be the only guy in our friend group to not have a date.

You’d tell him that it was his own fault, but eventually you felt a bit bad for him. And you were indeed good friends, so maybe you could do him a favor. It wasn’t like the Gryffindor boy and you were in love. Surely he’d get over it…

“Fine, I’ll go, but you owe me”, you finally agreed. Truthfully, you found Theo much more attractive and charming anyway.

You had only agreed to the Gryffindor boy in the first place because you were afraid that no one besides him would ask you out anymore if you said no.

Theo, full of excitement and relief, cupped your face and kissed your forehead as a thanks when you agreed to be his date.

“I promise you, you won’t regret it”, were his last words before leaving you alone.

Blaise Zabini:

You only had one more tedious potions class of Snape's to go through, before you could finally enjoy the rest of your day.

As the clock ticked, you stared down on your blank parchment paper, counting the minutes to go.

Catching you off guard, you feel Blaise’s finger lightly tapping your arm. You needed a second to get conscious of the situation because you had zoned out.

He slides a small, blank piece of parchment paper towards you and points his head down, signaling you to turn it around.

When you do, your mood immediately lifts and you begin blushing. It was kind of childish, like something you’d do in year 1 or 2, but it was also cute.

The paper was filled with the classic “will you be my Valentine”, and there were three boxes to cross. The three being “yes”, “no”, and “maybe”.

Blaise observes your reaction delightfully, waiting for you to tick a box. As this was the highlight of your day, you decide to give the guy a chance and tick “yes”.

When class ended, Blaise waited for you to pack up and proposed a hang out at astronomy tower with you, which you agreed to with pleasure.

Enzo Berkshire:

It was a Sunday, exactly one week before the ball, and all the Hogwarts students were enjoying their time in Hogsmeade.

On this peculiar day, your seating partner Enzo from Transfiguration asked you to go to Madam Puddifoot's Café with him. The location was definitely romantic, and you already suspected where this might be going.

But—you didn’t want to get your hopes too high yet. Enzo was unquestionably a cute guy though.

During your coffee date, he didn’t drop any hints or said anything suggestive. You just talked, gossiped, and joked around, and you figured he’d be cool as a friend too.

Though nearing the end, the waiter came to your table with a small buttercream cake.

You shot a confused glance at Enzo, and he seemed clueless.

“I don’t believe we ordered that”, you tell the waiter, but he insists and puts the cake in front of you. After the waiter leaves, you keep eye contact with Enzo, but he tells you to eat the cake.

Still dazzled, you comply and look down, seeing that…

“Will you be my Valentine”, was written on the cake in cursive font with pink buttercream. Overcome by joy, you couldn’t be happier that your suspicions from the beginning were right.

“So what’s your answer”, he asks eagerly, eyes sparkling with excitement.

“Of course I will, this was so sweet”

You believed that no girl could’ve said no to this.

Draco Malfoy:

You and Draco never slacked off on your prefect duties, which also included the nightly walks around school, to ensure that every student has gone to bed.

It is the perfect time to talk after a long day, and to exercise your power of course, but mainly the walks had brought you two very close, and you exchanged plenty of secrets already.

Although he could be a bit of an asshole, which you also told him, you still saw that he had a caring, more hurt side to him.

A week before the ball, he suggested a different route than the one you usually took.

He told you to close your eyes as you were walking, and led you by your hand. Innerly, he was as nervous and jittery as one could get, and couldn’t wait to see the reaction on your face.

When you got to the mysterious destination, he told you to open your eyes

As soon as you opened them, you saw the room of requirements, decorated with pink and red flowers, hundreds of candles, and a banner reading “will you be my valentine”.

It had been Draco’s plan for weeks, and he was so glad that he pulled it off.

He also made sure that you wouldn’t get a date, before he asked you out, which included cursing guys who got close to you.

“Oh my, yes of course Draco, I can’t believe you did this”, you’d say full of joy.

“You just made me the happiest guy in this school”, he’d reply and you knew it was true.

Immediately he brings you closer to kiss you, and you spend the rest of the night cuddling inside the room of requirements (insert the scene of Dean and Rory cuddling in GG if yk what I mean).

[btsbabe7]

November Prompt 29: Fairytale

Words: 605 | Pairing: Draco Malfoy x reader

In this very moment, everything has become one gigantic blur. It’s as if you’re standing on the outside looking in, watching a soft filtered version of the life you’d always dreamt of. Draco seems more boyish in a way, though you two are just at the peak of everything. Draco swirling you around the ball felt otherworldly, then running through the corridors with him after breaking free from your groups of friends felt like that scene you watch in fairytales. The part where the princess runs off with her prince, hair blowing and dress flowing a trail behind the two. That’s what it feels like now, like freedom, like a fairytale.

Giggling under the floorboard of the Astronomy Tower, your warm hands caress both sides of Draco’s face. Whatever he’d been saying up to this point comes to a halt when your eyes finally meet in the starlit space.

Soft words, “kiss me,” spill into the space between you two before your mouths collide. His hands slip into your hair, massaging through the curls that fall from your hair pins before caressing your jawline.

The space is filled with old furniture, dusty dust covers cling to their silhouettes with twisted gold ribbons to keep them in place. Everything here seems to have been abandoned, but it couldn’t be cozier than the openness just several feet above.

Draco’s lips press into your collarbone, squeezing a soft giggle from your lips. He didn’t do this often, the privacy of your robes usually made it difficult, so you allow yourself to drift into the pleasure. His platinum locks are pillowy against your palms and your eyes roll back as the kiss travels towards your neck and jawline.

“You’re beautiful, so beautiful,” he groans against you before falling from your grasp completely.

Your eyes flutter open, readjusting to the faintly moonlit undercover. When you look for him, you find him still in front of you, eyes on you as always, but butterflies swirl in the pit of your stomach at the sight of him on one knee, still looking as boyish and young as ever.

“I think I’ve known since I first laid eyes upon you, but it’s become more evident in all the nights we’ve spent here together that I want to be with no one other than you, Y/n. Before I never seen myself anywhere, but I’ve never been happier, genuinely happier than I am when I have you near or when you’re in my arms… and I just love you so much,” he half laughs, half scoffing at his own dramatics. “I just… I know we haven’t even graduated yet, you haven’t even seen the world, but will you marry me?”

Draco pulls a small emerald box from a hole in the floorboard and you wonder how long it’s been there. All these nights you’ve shared above on the deck, watching the stars and just giggling together and enjoying each other’s presence had led to this. And even if you’d traveled the world a million times and were twenty years older, you can’t imagine finding someone that means as much as Draco does to you. So, head over heels in love, you plop down on your knees in your silky white dress and nod as hot tears stream down your cheeks.

“Of course,” you laugh through burning tears and rush your arms around him, never wanting to let him go.

And when you finally let him breathe, he slips the gold banded diamond and emerald ring onto your finger and everything feels perfect and magical, just like it does when the princess finds her prince in the fairytales.

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[violette-hue]

Amortentia

Summary: Professor Slughorn is teaching about the dangerous potion, Amortentia, and you smell someone you're not supposed to.

Trigger Warning(s): Potions, Slughorn (for those who don't like him), teasing, Pansy Parkinson, cursing(?), mentions of love/like/relationships

Word Count: 743

A/N: Just a quick drabble I wrote from a small idea. I wasn't too sure where to go with this, but I hope whoever reads this likes it :) Also, please take this as my application to be apart of the Draco side of tumblr/DracoTok.

Part One | Part Two | Part Three

"Amortentia is the most powerful love potion in the world," Slughorn said. "It is distinctive for its mother-of-pearl sheen, and steam rises from the potion in spirals. Amortentia smells different to each person, according to what attracts them."

You watched as the professor executed the last steps of the potion, lavender swirls fuming into the air.

"Do we have a volunteer?" Professor Slughorn asked.

You rolled your eyes as Hermoine approached the cauldron with slight apprehension. She leaned forward, her chest rising as she took a deep breath.

"Can you tell us what you smell?" asked Slughorn.

Hermoine nodded, uttering, "...Freshly mown grass...new parchment...and...and..."

Your eyes widened slightly, flickering toward the only Weasley in the classroom. Did the brains of Gryffindor have a crush on Weasley?! You stood up, making your way to the cauldron.

"I'd like a smell," you said, fiddling with the sleeves of your robe.

Professor Slughorn chuckled as some of the others girls in the class echoed the same desires. They all wanted to smell and see what attracted them.

"Alright, one at a time. Go on," Slughorn urged.

You took a deep breath and inhaled the fumes. They turned dark green and you smiled, expecting to smell the familiar scent of cedar wood from your boyfriend's cologne. But you didn't. The smell, it was sweet and crisp--apples? Your brows furrowed and the fumes changed to a rich, blackish-brown color. The sweet and crisp smell of apples merged and changed into an earthy, sweet scent. Leather. The third scent you recognized almost immediately as the metallic tang hit your nostrils. Money.

You stepped out of the way, letting a very eager classmate take your place. You sat at your shared table and rest your chin on your hand. Apples, leather, and money? That wasn't what your boyfriend smelt like... You chewed on the inside of your lip, deep in thought. If that wasn't your boyfriend, then who was it?

"Hello? Earth to Y/N? Did you hear what I said at all?"

Your gaze shot up to your partner, Pansy. She was starting at you, eyebrows bunch with annoyance.

"Hmm? Sorry, deep in thought," you responded, turning your head towards Pansy. "What was that?"

"I was telling you what I smelled," Pansy stated, her annoyance seeping into her tone. "Galleons, leather, and apples. Do you know who that is?"

Galleons. Leather. Apples. That was exactly what you had smelled. And knowing Pansy... You swallowed hard. You thought you had a good idea of who those fragrances belonged to.

You were almost too scared to respond to your portions partner. "...Draco..?"

Pansy beamed at you. "Draco," she confirmed. "I told you we're meant to be."

You rolled your eyes, desperately trying to dull the panic rising in your chest. Why had you smelled Malfoy, of all people? Not your boyfriend, not even someone remotely nice. Malfoy.

"You know that potion only shows us who we're attracted to, right?" you replied matter-of-factly. "You're just attracted to him. It's not meant to be."

Okay, maybe you had added that last part more for you than for her, but you needed some reassurance. And Pansy was sure as hell not the one to give that to you. If she ever found out who you had smelled in that Amortentia potion, you'd never hear the end of it. Hogwarts wouldn't hear the end of it. Everyone in this school would know you were more attracted to Draco and not your boyfriend.

Pansy opened her mouth to speak, her face contorted with irritation when Professor Slughorn proceeded with his lecture. "Amortentia doesn't really create love, of course. It is impossible to manufacture or imitate love. It is probably the most dangerous and powerful potion in this room, causing a powerful infatuation or obsession."

"Dangerous?" someone scoffed. The timbre in the voice sounded familiar, arrogant. "This silly love potion?" Some of your classmates laughed at Draco's comment, a handful agreeing with him.

"When you have seen as much of life as I have, Draco, you will not underestimate the power of obsessive love," Slughorn responded.

You didn't dare steal a glance in Draco's direction. Throughout the rest of the class, you kept your head down. When you were finally dismissed, you waisted no time ejecting yourself from your seat and fleeing to the common room. You needed some alone time, some time to think.

Why had you smelled Draco Malfoy instead of your boyfriend?

[fieldofsecretss]

Big Baby Malfoy-D.M

Pairing: Draco x fem!reader-but you can read it as gn!reader if you want to : )

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“Baaaabe.” You heard Draco moan from the bedroom. You sighed slightly and turned the heat down on the soup you were heating on the stove before making your way into the room. You leaned against the doorframe as you looked at your boyfriend from his spot in the bed. He was laying with all the pillows and blankets he could find and was completely bundled up. He was sick with a really bad cold and you had offered to come over and help take care of him. You just weren’t expecting him to be so demanding about it. Or no, you actually did. It’s Draco we’re talking about.

“What do you need, dray?” You sighed, he had been calling you back here every few minutes since you got here an hour ago.

“I’m lonely.” He pouted, jutting his bottom lip out for emphasis, his voice strained from being congested. Gray eyes a little red and watery.

“Lonely? How could you possibly be lonely? I’ve been in here every 5 minutes.” You said slightly exasperated.

“But you don’t staaay.” He whined. You smirked at that, who knew the scary and mean Draco malfoy, one of the sacred 28 was such a baby when he was sick? Not you, that’s for sure.

“How can I stay if you keep sending me to get you stuff?” You shot back, not able to keep away the amused tone from your voice.

Draco thought about that for a moment, obviously the sickness was not making him think as clearly as he wanted. “I don’t know, but you need to do both.” He said with a grin, obviously playing around

“Well how about I finish making you the soup you asked me for and we can snuggle a little while you eat? I can even play with your hair like you like. Okay, you big baby?” You offered, rolling your eyes. You saw his tired expression brighten slightly at the suggestion

“Okay! Thank you.” He responded, coughing slightly from the excitement. You turned to walk away before Draco stopped you. “And baby? I love you.”

You smiled at him, the sweetest smile you could put on, before, “I know.” You laughed as you walked out of the room and down the hall.

“Bunny?!” Draco exclaimed loudly, coughing again. “You have to say it back!” He yelled as loud as he could at you, voice raspy. Only your amused laughter (bordering on a cackle) was your response.

You walked back in a few minutes later to a very pouty boyfriend, you walked over to him and passed him the soup before getting in the bed next to him. “Eat up, baby. It’ll help you get better.”

“Not until you say it.” He said petulantly. You laughed lightly and ran your hand through his hair, lightly scratching his scalp at you did. You didn’t miss the small content flutter of his eyelids at your motions, smiling softly to yourself.

“I love you too, pretty boy.” You said adoringly. “Even when you are a pain in my ass.”

Draco beamed at you, “Good, ’cause I plan on being a pain in your ass until one of us dies. So get used to it.” You laughed loudly at that, not missing the butterflies you felt. You couldn’t wait for forever with this wonderfully ridiculous man. “Honestly, I could have died and the last thing you said to me was ‘I know’ when I told you I loved you? Who do you think you are?”

“Okay okay, calm down big boy. I’m sorry, I love so so very very much!” You said and gave him a big smooch on his lips, not caring if you’d get sick too.

[tomriddleslove]

Theodore Nott is 100% the doting type of lover.

Not at first, though. He was terribly scared of falling in love, because all he had as a frame of reference was his mother and father. In my eyes, the only love Theodore received as a child was from his mother, from the way she’d comb his hair to the way she’d heal his wounds if he ever got hurt. Naturally, that means when Theodore fell in love with you, he did the very same things.

He’d show his love for you in the way he carries your favourite sweets in his bag for whenever you’re feeling bad. The way he fixes a plate for you at dinner before he does it for himself. The way he makes you take a break when you’re overworking yourself.

He stares at you dumbfoundedly the first time you do the same for him. He freezes, and he doesn’t know what to say. He practically almost runs away, leaving you to think you’ve done something wrong. See, for Theodore acts of service are like the purest form of love. When you do the same for him, you’re declaring you love him irrevocably, and he thinks he doesn’t deserve that.

So he ghosts you. For a day or two. And those two days are hell for him. He cannot get over the idea that he isn’t deserving of your love. After a small confrontation in his room, and a few tears, you assure him he is worthy of it. That’s the very same day he knows he wants to spend the rest of his life with you. You made Theodore feel as though loving him was as easy as breathing. And it was, how couldn’t it be?

The next day, Theodore took you out to hogsmeade and you both browsed some pretty little rings. He wanted to get you a promise ring, and you fell in love with a beautiful emerald cut sapphire ring. It’s undoubtedly an engagement ring, far too expensive to be anything else. You marvelled at the display whilst he paid for the small gold one you had chosen as the promise ring.

When you both go to grab a butterbeer. He slips out under the guise of having to go to the bathroom.

He returns back no more than 5 minutes later, with his wallet considerably lighter, and one sapphire ring encased in a ornate black box.

Biding it’s time in his drawer, until the day you wear it on your ring finger.

[eclecticpatrolroadlawyer]

Harry and Draco are glaring at each other

Y/n (Draco's gf) : Do you smell that?

Pansy: *sniffs the air* what?

Y/n (Draco's gf) : *points to Harry and Draco* the scent of sexual tension in the air.