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cloudybarnes · 1 year

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I hope that you may consider my request for Draco Malfoy, in which the reader is in Gryffindor house and a muggle. He doesn’t want to admit that he has feelings for her and she feels the same about him but he doesn’t know how to really react to these feelings and picks on her a little bit until the one day she felt the need to stick up for him to a teacher that seemed to have it for him and after that, feelings are confessed and they end up together in the end? If not, that’s okay! :)

Hii thank you so much for the request!! Hopefully I did it justice to how you imagined it :)

Pairing: Draco Malfor x gryffindor!reader

Summary: hidden feelings with draco get revealed when (Y/N) stands up for him against one of their professors

Word Count: 1.1k+

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"Oh bloody hell," Ron rolled his eyes, "here comes Malfoy."

You scoffed, looking over to where Ron nodded his head. The two of you were sat in the yard on a picnic blanket studying for your potions exam.

Hermione, who may have been able to help a little better than Ron, was off helping Harry woo Cho with some scheme he's come up with. Truthfully though, Ron is pretty good with potions.

"Well, well," Malfoy taunted, his two goonies right in tow, "what have we here? Weasle-bee and (Y/N) on a little date? How pathetic."

Draco stood directly over top of where you and Ron sat. He stared down at you with a smirk, not really paying much attention to Ron.

"What, jealous no girls want to be around that nasty attitude of yours?" you smirked back.

Draco scoffed with a laugh, "I'm sure you'd have no problem spending a night with my 'nasty attitude', sweet cheeks."

The way he spoke to you both infuriated you and gave you butterflies. It was pathetic. Draco was attractive; there was no doubt about that. Beside that, he was a complete dick. He was rude to you and your friends, always belittled them, and did his best to push your buttons.

It was infuriating.

"(Y/N) would never go for someone like you, Malfoy," Ron piped up, "you're way below her standards."

Ron was great for defending you, but if you were being honest with yourself, Draco wasn't mean to you. He was a jerk to your friends which is something you couldn't tolerate, but all he really did was tease you.

Draco smirked, "Why don't we let (Y/N) tell me herself if I'm 'so below her standards'. Sweetheart?"

That pet name made your stomach flip, but you wouldn't show it.

You rolled your eyes, "Draco, you're an asshole at the best of times; I would never give you a chance. Now, if you'll excuse us, we've got a potions exam to study for."

Draco scoffed and gathered his two goons and left you and Ron be.

“What a nightmare that Malfoy is,” Ron stated.

You hummed in agreement, looking back down at your potions book. The blonde boy infiltrating your thoughts, much to your dismay.

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In class the next day, you sat next to Hermione with Ron and Harry at the two-person table behind you. You were sat down taking your potions exam, doing everything in your power to figure out what bloody liquid you put in your pot to make a truth potion.

Just as you’re on the verge of figuring it out, Draco barges into the classroom, late as usual. Snape’s head lifts up from his desk as Draco parades in and takes his seat.

“Mr. Malfoy,” Snape starts and he stands from his chair, “you’re late.”

“Sorry professor, got lost in the halls.”

Snape scowls, “I don’t want your half-witted excuses, Malfoy. I guess you are as stupid as your classmates presume you to be.”

The class starts to giggle, but Draco bows his head with a scowl on his face. You start to feel a little bit bad for Draco. Though he’s a dickhead to you and your friends, you still know how it sucks to be picked on, especially by a teacher.

“In fact,” Snape continues as he slowly steps closer to where Draco sits, “you may as well just not even bother taking the exam today. Godric knows you wouldn’t pass even if you had an intelligence spell with you.”

“Professor,” your voice shocks you. You didn’t realize your disdain for the way Malfoy was being talked to would lead to this.

Snape turns his attention to you, “Ms. (Y/L/N)?”

You cleared your throat and looked at Draco for a quick second before bringing your attention back to Professor Snape. “I think it’s entirely inappropriate the way you belittle Mr. Malfoy by saying how stupid you perceive him to be. Draco may not be the top student, but he is clever, and I think it’s a mistake to underestimate him.”

The class stared at you in disbelief. A Gryffindor standing up for a Slytherin is unheard of, especially if the Slytrherin is Draco Malfoy.

Snape stares as you for a long second before speaking, “everyone back to the exam. Next person to talk gets 20 points deducted from their house.”

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After class got let out, you walked with Hermione, Ron, and Harry out in the hallways.

“What has gotten into you!” Harry exclaimed, “Sticking up for Malfoy now?”

“I’m so confused,” Ron mumbled.

“I mean,” Harry continued, “what were you even thinking?”

Before you could even get a word out, Draco’s voice called out your name.

The four of you turned around to see Draco standing behind you. “Can we have a chat, (Y/L/N)?” Draco asked as he turned his back and started walking the opposite direction as you.

You looked to your friends, who shook their heads, but your curiosity got the better of you, and you decided to go anyway.

When you caught up to Draco, he was stood at one of the pillars looking out the window.

“What did you want, Malfoy?”

Draco turned his attention to you, “Why did you do that?”

“Do what?”

“Don’t play stupid, (Y/N),” Draco snarled, “you stood up for me in front of Snape, in front of the whole class at that. You called him out for saying I was stupid, then you actually complimented me.”

Draco started to grow a smirk on his face. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you have a little crush on me.”

You couldn’t help the warmth that spread to your cheeks. “I don’t have a crush on you, for Godric’s sake. I just don’t particularly like the way Snape talks to his students. Trust me, it was not because it was you, it was because Snape needs to be knocked off his high horse sometimes.”

Draco chuckled, “Alright, (Y/N), you keep on telling yourself that.” Draco grabbed his bag off the floor and slung it over his shoulder. He stared into your eyes as his shoulder brushed yours,Draco walking past you and leaving.

You turned and watched him go, but he stopped a few steps down the line. Draco turned around, smirk on his face. “Maybe next time Snape gives us an assignment, you’ll have me as your study date instead of old Weasle-bee.”

With that, Draco turned back again, walking away. His last statement sent butterflies straight to your belly. You couldn’t wait to take him up on that offer.

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thatblackravenclaw · 1 year

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Draco Drabble

a/n: what happens when two people that hate each other stay at school over holiday?

Blog Details | Let’s take a trip

Draco Malfoy x Black!fem!reader (Gryffindor)

warning(s): smut, no protection (don’t do what they did unless you want a baby), squirting, degrading w praise

He pounds into my cervix at in inhuman speed. I’m gripping the back of the green velvet of the couch so hard that my knuckles start to ache. The room echoes with my moans as I scream out his name. He turns my braids into a make shift ponytail and pulls me up until my back meets his chest.

“Such a good little slut for me. Come on. Cum for daddy.”

His fingers down from my waist to in between my thighs. The tips of his fingers meet my throbbing clit and I let out a sob.

“Please,” I choke out.

I get this feelings in this pit of my stomach. A peeing sensation.

“That’s it. I feel you clenching around me. Just let go.”

I drop my mouth open in a silent scream and feel everything release out of me. My thighs drip with my release.

“Oh fuck me.” He says right before he shoots his cum into me.

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summerlovingbaby · 1 year

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Socks

Y/N sat on the edge of her bed, holding a needle and thread. A pair of socks in her lap. She squinted and raised the needle and thread to her eye, attempting very poorly to thread it. She finally managed to push the thread through the small hole at the top of the needle, before Draco walked in quickly looking for his watch, and moving quickly as to not be late for work,

His left hand fiddled with his right sleeve. He always tried to button the wrist cuffs on his own, but could never manage it. Furthermore he always forgot something, and burst through the room last minute searching for something. Ties, watches, rings, but never his wedding, jewelry, or a stolen kiss from Y/Ns list.

Y/N would present her lips to him in a heartbeat but Draco prefered to act like he stole one. Grabbing at the side of her faces, his fingertips brushing her cheekbones. He would quickly press his lips to hers, relishing in the feeling for a second. For a second he would admire how they felt. Always smooth, never chapped. Sweet and tasted like honey. After all those years of kissing her you would think that he would have remembered how her lips felt, but he could never remember everything. Kissing her was always overwhelming and when he did it took over his senses.

Draco walked into the room. His head moving side to side, searching empty countertops for his gold watch. It was a gift from his mother. Being one of the last things he ever allowed himself to recieve. Without exception he was always intent on wearing it, for this reason.

“ You left it in the night stand.” Draco nodded and walked to the nightstand. Hands out stretched and reaching for the drawer. The sleeve of his shirt still left open and wide, leaving his forearms open and sleeves flapping open every time he moved. “ Let me help you, sweetheart.” she said.

Draco pulled the watch from the drawer. Gold with a silver face. Hand moving, a couple minutes ahead. Draco thought she did it on purpose, making the watch faster than time itself, to make sure he arrived everywhere on time. Draco never changed it to make it correct. He never cared to.

She took the watch from his palm and brushed her fingers along his wrist and forearm, fighting not to kiss his perfect forehead. Or his perfect cheek that always accepted her lips. Or all over his perfect face that always seemed to want to be close to her.

He leaned in, watching her strap the watch to her wrist. Her hands drifted up to her sleeve, and buttoned the right one. Followed by the left. The tie on her neck was crooked. So she reached for his neck. If was anyone else he would have been nervous, but she always but him at ease. It was impossible for him to be tense around him. His parents abused him when he was a boy, and it made him hesitant to accept affection. Y/N was determined to show him all the loved he missed out on when he was a child. It was impossible for him to fall rigid with her. Her touch so gentle. Calm and nice. Weather it was after a long day and she was dressing his wounds, or rubbing at the tense muscles that would accumulate after a long days work.

Her fingers ajusted his tie and lingered at his neck. Her fingers touched at his collar. Right before they met his skin. Draco lingered on her eyes. Stone cold grey, yet very readable, her face was as well. She waited for him to kiss her goodbye.

“ Thank you my love.” he whispered.

Then his fingers touched the sides of her face. Fingertips running along her sweet skin and pulled her face to his. The feeling overwhelmed him this time. Warm and soft, never chapped and firm. Then he pulled away. She tried to hold on to him, wanting to kiss him for forever and a day if it were possible. And he never wanted to leave. He liked his job, but he liked her more. He wished he could stop time if that meant he could hold her for longer, but he always pulled away.

Even if he wanted to stay with her, it was a reminder of what he had to come back to, what he promised to her the day of there wedding. She smelled like honey. Not that artifical shit, but honey. Like the kind of honey that you would put in tea.

He noticed that she had a lap full of socks and a needle and thread woven though her pajama shorts. His eyes moved from her to the socks and her idle hands then back at her who was looking back at him with gleefull eyes.

“ What are you doing?”

“ There’s a hole in my sock.” she chirped. “ I’m fixing them, I meant to do it last week, but I got busy.”

“ Why don’t you just throw them in the bin?” he asked, shifting his head to the right. He couldn’t help but smile looking at her face and smelling the honey shampoo that radiated of her body.

“ If I threw away my socks every time I got a hole in them, I wouldn’t have any socks.” she stole a kiss from him on the cheek and patted his chest as if she were shooing a fly. “ Now hurry, you’re going to be late for work.”

He left, because she was right. The last thing he wanted was to be late, and to have Harry crawling up his ass for doing so, and Hermoine giving him a face that made him feel ashamed.

On the walk to work it couldn’t help but bother him. Y/N didn’t come from a family of means. Her mother used muggle drugs, and her father ended up in a muggle prision for doing drugs. She ended up running away from her mothers abuse when she was 16.

She had a lot of habits that Draco considered strange, she would hoarde food long after it went bad, and until it gotten so rotten that it made the house smell of mildew. She refused to get rid of anything old, no matter how tattered and torn up it as. Her favorite sleep shirt used to belong to Draco. He wore it so much that the scent was embeded into every thread that made that shirt a shirt. It was a faded, mucas, minty green and it smelled of him. Mint and freshly mowed grass. The sleeves had nearly fallen off from it being tossed around in the washer so much, and he offered to buy her the finest pajamas that he could afford but she never accepted them.

She still had a hard time accepting gifts even on days that she deserved it like holidays and special ocassions. Their annaversy was spent with him insiting that she deserved something nice, Christmas was spent with her face turning red when she saw all the presents he bought her, and she would always end up shocked on her birthday, which she hardly ever awknolged and always forgot. She was confued when Draco remembered it, because she herself didn’t think it was worth it to do so. Last year he got her a delisously frosted cake, the frosting was buttercream and tasted sweet. The cake was savoury and tasted like meal. The cake was delisous, but no doubt expensive, something that she was not worth.

Draco thought about all socks that he threw away, all the holes that he put in them and without putting no more thought to it. Y/N debated on throwing away a blanket with so many holes that it couldn’t be used. Argued with him when he bought her a new shirt, and cried when he insited on 2000 thread count sheets. Draco’s mind went back to her, sometimes he would catch her a night, her fingers rubbing at the satin sheets like she was trying to memorize them, the way they felt before they would get snatched away like everything else was.

How many socks had he thrown away without care? How many times had he not simply patched a shirt, and instead threw it away. How many holes had Y/N patched. She certainly patched a hole in him. Put him back together after the war, helped him to his feet when his mind was so fractured that he struggled to pull himself out of bed. Held his head while he cried into her chest, dampining her shirt after his parents swore that they would never speak to him again for his acts of treason.

She deserved socks without holes, as many socks as she damn pleased. She deserved a life without holes, where she would sleep in comfort and wear a shirt that she didn’t have to constantly repair.

Draco took off work early and walked to the nearest store. He placed a handful of gold coins on the counter and demanded all the socks that 4lbs of gold would afford him. This confused the muggle who happened to be working, who’s mouth fell wide at the amount of wealth that was placed on the counter.

He returned home with more socks then feet on the earth. More socks then Y/N would ever want or need. More socks than she was worth. He walked through the door and heard it slam behind her. He placed his ear to the air and listened for Y.N. He hear her feet pitter on the carpet in the next room and heard the broom scratching at the floor as she swept.

He pulled the finest pair of purple wool socks. They were soft to the touch and felt like a dream. He walked to the lounge, she still swept, not noticing his presnece til he cleared his throat causing her to startle and jump slightly. Then her face settled into relif and held joy.

“ You’re home early.”

“ I had to come home, I couldn’t stop thinking of you.” he spoke, he unhid the socks from his suit jacket. “ I got you a present.” he held the socks to her, and she took them.

As soon as she touched them she tried to push them back into his hands. They felt expensive and rich and the royal purple made them seem like they belonged to some sort of royalty. Draco knew that she would try to push them back so he balled his fist and refused to accept them.

“ These are expensive.” That was true, they were expensive, a fact that he could not deny. “ I can tell.”

“ I never said they weren’t.” he smiled. Her face turned red and he enjoyed how he made her nervos. The way goosebumps trailed up and along her arms, the way her sweet smile turned even sweeter like it was dipped in cream.

“ How much did this cost?”

“ That does not matter.”

“ How much?” she demanded, her sweet voice filled with edge.

“ Don’t worry about it.” he stated.

That meant they were expensive. He wouldn’t tell her the price so that meant that they cost him alot. Socks that she wasn’t worth.

“ Take them back.” she placed her hands on her hips and shifted her weight to one side.The broom fell and landed on the couch.

“ I threw away the reccipt.” he said. He kicked his leg out infront of him, the leather sole on his dress shoe scuffing the wood floor and walked back to the kitchen.

She followed him and stopped when she saw all the bags on the counter. There was at least a dozen of them, most of them overfilled and puffy at the sides, with socks. All kinds of socks, white socks, tube socks, yellow socks, blue ones. Some with shapes and others with stripes.

Her mouth was open and her arms fell to her sides. She was wearing her best clothes, a satin blouse Draco bought Y/N for her birthday and a skirt that Hermonie had let her borrow 12 years ago that she never returned.

“ Draco-”

“ You’re keeping them.”

“ But-”

“ You’re keeping them.”

“ They probably cost so much-”

“ They did.” he spoke. Y/N watched the ball in his throat move every time he spoke to ground her, it grounded her in reality even though Draco had bought her weight in wool and put it on the counter. “ Worth every penny.”

“ I can’t accept it.”

“ You can. You deserve socks without holes.”

Y/N grew aware of how close he was. She could feel the breath on her face, fanning outover her body. His breath smelled of spearmint and honey. She stuttered out a response before he took her hands. Her skin felt smooth and cold against his fingertips.

He bent down and got on his knees, at first he wished he kneeled on a carpet. The wood was hard and Draco wasn’t a man who kneeled often, and it made his knees hurt.

“ No more holes.” he spoke, his voice filled with air.

“ Okay.” her eyes were pinpricked with tears.

“ Say it.”

“ No more holes.” she whispered. She couldn’t seem to look away from his eyes, they entraped her.

“ Like you mean it.”

“ No more holes.” she said. She demanded with harshness and Draco smiled.

He made her say those words into the evening, they fell out of her mouth and tumbled around in the air. They bounced around the house and echoed off the walls until she had no choice but to believe her own words.

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lazydreamer19 · 2 years

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Time-Turners and Troubles.

Fluff, Dad!Draco x Mum!fem!Potter!reader

Warnings: Arguing and cringeworthy writing.

Summary : The Malfoy kids accidentally travel in time and watch their parents fall in love with each other.

Y/n - Your name.

Y/h/c- Your hair colour.

Y/e/c - Your eye colour.

Do not plagiarize.

This was inspired from a fic written by @drqcos / @drayslove , this

Hers is with smut and is even better than mine, so please give it a read. She's amazing!

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"Darling, are you ready yet?" Yelled out the man of the house to his wife as he spritzed on some expensive cologne to his neck.

"Yes,but can you help me put on this necklace first?" Y/n came down to the hall clad in an elegant dress looking every bit like the Queen she is. Draco's jaw fell wide open as she descended down the stairs. She looked even more beautiful day by day and her beauty wasn't fading anytime soon. She's eternally beautiful! Draco thought to himself.

"You don't need a necklace, you already look so beautiful! I mean,you can wear a rag and still look stunning!"

"Oh stop it!" She playfully hit his chest lightly as she hid her face in it while he embraced her. Taking the necklace from her hand,he turned her around and put it on her. Turning her around again to face him, he pressed his lips onto hers and captured her into a passionate kiss.

"Happy Anniversary, Mrs.Malfoy."

"Happy Anniversary to you too Mr.Malfoy." Getting hypnotized in each other's eyes,they got busy kissing each other again, before they even realized it.

"Ewwww,gross!"

Their children, Scorpius and Lyra yelled out loud from the kitchen as soon as they saw their parents lip-locking. Rolling his eyes at them, he went towards the kitchen and picked up the pouty toddler and placed a kiss on her forehead, knowing that she was mad at her Father for kissing her mother.

"Are you happy now?"

"No! Bad Daddy! You kissed mommy befowe me!"

"Sorry Princess, I will get you ice-cream when we come back. Is that okay?"

"Okay Daddy!" She hugged him.

"Scorpius, remember, do not give trouble to Grandma and make sure that Lyra doesn't do the same too, got that?" Y/n instructed him with a concerned tone.

"Yes mum, uhh..Mum?"

"Yes baby?

"When will you both be back?"

"We'll try to return as soon as possible! We promise!"

A knock on the door and Narcissa entered with Lucius trailing behind her. "Happy Anniversary you two! Oh look at the little darlings! How much they have grown up!"

"Mother, you just saw them a month ago." Draco deadpanned, landing a nudge from his wife.

"Thank you so much Narcissa and Lucius for being here! I was so worried when no one was available tonight to babysit them!"

"Hey! I am not a baby!" Scorpius threw a fit.

"No you're not dear. You're a strong man who listens to his elders and respects them, aren't you?" Y/n asked while picking him up in her arms and placing a kiss on his forehead.

"Mhmm, I am."

"Don't worry Y/n, we were just returning from the ministry to submit these items. We weren't able to submit all of them as they were checking each and every item." Narcissa told them.

"Okay,just keep them away from the reach of the kids, it'll cause disaster if they do." Draco warned.

"You don't have to worry about that son, you go and enjoy your dinner." Lucius spoke in a tired and exhausted voice.

"We need to leave now. We'll be back home soon. Listen to your grandparents and don't misbehave."

"Alright,mum."

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"So, have you both had your dinner yet?"

"Yes! And Daddy pwomised us ice-cweam!" Lyra babbled.

"Granny, grandpa ,we want to play hide and seek!" Scorpius urged.

"Okay,but don't hide too far."

"Okay granny! Come on Lyra, let's hide somewhere! Granny, Grandpa, you start counting!"

Taking Lyra's hand, they both paddled out of the kitchen to some corner in the guest room where Narcissa and Lucius sat a few moments ago. Giggling all the way, they crouched underneath the sofas.

"Shhh! Lyra, they will find us out if we don't stay quiet!" He whispered to the still giggling toddler.

"Bubby! Look bag! I want that!" Now, being the apple of her Daddy's eyes, Lyra was spoiled to death,something which wasn't enjoyed by Y/n. Draco spoiled Scorpius too, but with Lyra,he didn't have any limits. Scorpius was more clingy towards his mother. He would cry endlessly when he was of Lyra's age, whenever Y/n was out of his sight or had to leave for her work.

Knowing that if he didn't give Lyra the bag then she would throw a huge tantrum, Scorpius silently got out of his hide-out and grabbed the bag quickly, returning back to where he hid at the speed of light. The bag contained a number of boxes which were locked with Charms and spells.

"Look at this!" Lyra whispered excitedly, as she pulled out a gold chain from a glass box which was not sealed and could be easily opened.

"Lyra, don't touch it! Mum and Dad told us to stay away from touching this bag!" Scorpius was now worried. He tried to pull the chain away from her tiny hands but she was strong enough to not let it go and grimaced when he attempted to.

"No, this is mine!"

"Lyra don't do this!"

Lyra then caught hold of the hourglass pendant ,dangling in the centre of the chain and started playing it. Before Scorpius could stop her from doing so, Lyra had already turned the hourglass quite a number of times. The surroundings around them started to change at a blinding speed. Within seconds the sofa was gone and was replaced by an empty home but that didn't stay for long too as all of a sudden the kids got swapped to somewhere else. Feeling terrified, they both clutched on to each other and shut their eyes tight as they continued screaming and crying at the top of their lungs.

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"Let them hide for sometime, I'll bake some treats for them in the meantime. Why don't you go and play with them?" Narcissa waved her wand to collect all the ingredients for making cupcakes for the two children.

"No, I refuse to partake in childish games and make a fool out of myself. I'd rather read them stories at bedtime."

"What are you going to do till then?"

"I am going to take a nap,I am utterly exhausted. Now,if you will excuse me."

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Finally coming to the realization that the world around them is not spinning anymore, Scorpius pried one eye open . Stony walls of an ancient castle came into his view, they were leaning against a pillar in a forlorn corridor. Lyra was clutching onto his shirt for her dear life and hid her face on it.

"Lyra, look we are safe."

"Bubby,where are we?"

"I don't know, we have to find granny and grandpa."

"I want Daddy! I want Mommy!"

"Shh, I'll get Mommy and Daddy for you, just stay quiet and listen to me."

Tears stained Lyra's rosy cheeks which got Scorpius worried. If Lyra starts a tantrum here,then it will cause a huge ruckus.

Very soon they heard giggles,a very familiar one, one that made Lyra perk up and say "Mommy?"

Two figures entered from a hallway on the left at the end of the pathway. One was a man and the other one was a woman. The man had features, exact to Scorpius'. But, that was funny because Scorpius was the literal younger clone of his Father in terms of his physical appearance. The smiling woman next to him wasn't very hard for Scorpius to identify as his Mother ,being the 'Mama's boy' he was.

Being the Genius he was,and through his extensive time spent with his mother reading books, he quickly realized that the pendant was actually a time-turner and they had traveled back to when their parents were students. He remembered Y/n telling him, when she was in her second year ,about how Aunt Mione had to use it because she had taken all the subjects in that year. The laughter of the two died down as Draco held Y/n's hand gently and looked into her eyes with the same look he always had on his face whenever he saw her even till the present day in which Scorpius and Lyra lived.

"Y/n, look I really enjoyed our date today and….."

"And?"

Draco averted his gaze towards the floor bashfully. His cheeks had turned a bright pink and he was struggling to look into the mesmerizing (Y/e/c)eyes of hers.

"And I have had feelings for you since a very long time……so erm…would you like to be my

girlfriend?"

The shocked look on his mother's face wasn't missed by Scorpius, she stared at him blankly for a total of five seconds and then pulled him down by his black tie,crashing her lips onto his. Draco's eyes widened with disbelief but then he closed his eyes and sunk into the feeling of her lips on his.

Scorpius fake gagged at this,but then he remembered that he had to turn the turner back. He checked for the turner which must have been in Lyra's hands,only to find, to his horror, that Lyra was not with him. Fortunately, she was not very far. Spotting a bunch of kricowls,she thought that it would be fun to chase them. The time-turner dangling carelessly in a hand. In a panicked way, he immediately rushed and grabbed his sister and before the toddler could let out a whine of disagreement, he snatched the time-turner and had already given it a few turns in reverse.

They stayed at the same place,but everything around them changed at a fast pace as they observed people making an appearance and leaving within the blink of an eye. It was mostly Draco and Y/n rather than other people. Then they stopped.

The place hasn't changed a bit, and everything looked just the same as it was when they first arrived. The only change being the addition of someone yelling at the same place back where they saw their parents. Someone was arguing and again the voice felt familiar.

Peeping out of the pillar to see what was going on, both of them saw someone with raven black hair with his back turned towards them, yelling and pointing a finger at Y/n who had her face hidden under her palms and crying.

"How could you Y/n? So he is more important to you than your own brother? I can't believe this!"

"Don't yell at her Potter!" Draco butted in, holding Y/n gently and patting her back,he sent a glare towards Harry.

"You seduced her! She could never fall in love with you in her right sen-"

"Enough Harry! He is not what you think! Just listen to me!"

"He calls Hermione that, he insults the Weasleys and he even insulted you! How foolish could you be?! This is all a trap,snap out of it!"

"Don't you dare question my love for her! I care about your sister, no matter what!"

"You shut up! You are a foul git! Your entire family consists of a bunch of bigots!"

At this Draco immediately snapped and punched Harry, which Harry retaliated by punching him back and very soon both of them got into a fist fight. Y/n was a crying mess as she screamed at them to stop,she fell on her knees and cried profusely. Scorpius was highly disturbed by this scenario. As far as he remembered, Uncle Harry and his Father always got along well ,even with Uncle Ron and aunty Hermione.

Lyra,not being able to see her mother in distress, freed herself from Scorpius' grip and ran up to her mother to give her a hug.

"Mommy!" She ran up and hugged Y/n out of the blue. This stopped all three from their actions. Y/n was extremely shocked ,she was not able to comprehend what just happened. Lyra then freed herself from her mother, went up to her beloved Father and pulled his trousers.

"Bad Daddy! Bad Uncle Harry! You made Mommy cwy!"

"Sweetie, what's your name?" Y/n asked softly.

"Lywa, Lywa Malfoy." She puffed her chest and spoke proudly. Clearly her Daddy's daughter.

"Lyra,come back here!" Scorpius ran up to her and picked her up in his arms.

Draco stopped breathing completely at the sight of a miniature 'him' right in front of his eyes.

"Uhh, hi Mum ,hi Dad, hi Uncle…" Scorpius greeted them nervously. An awkward silence prevailed among them as Lyra clung on to the younger version of her mother.

"Wait,what's happening here,I'm confused?" Y/n broke the silence

Then noticing the hourglass shaped pendant, the pieces of the puzzle came together and she finally solved it. Heaving a sigh, she rubbed her forehead.

"Did you two use that?"

"Yes,we did."

"Now it makes sense. Wait, are you Draco's and my children?"

"Yes."

"So this means we got married?" Draco asked with a surprised but joyous tone.

"Yes."

"And I agreed to that?" Harry was flabbergasted.

"Yes again and this is the first time, we are seeing you two fight."

"WHAT?"Both Draco and Harry yelled.

"Stop shouting, will you ? She has fallen asleep." Y/n whisper-shouted , as she gently held Lyra in her lap while the toddler slept peacefully as she sucked on her thumb.

Picking her up gently in her arms, she handed her over to Draco, who was mesmerized by the sight of his girlfriend taking care of a miniature Y/n ,who turns out to be his daughter from the future. The affirmation of marrying the girl of his dreams, made him emotional, tears welled up in his eyes,threatening to fall and show his vulnerability. But,his expression was enough to let everyone know how he truly felt.

Y/n knew that Draco needed to feel the little toddler in his arms for once so as to make him believe that this was not a dream. Harry was completely speechless. The idea of being an uncle overwhelmed his senses as he looked at the two children, one being the carbon copy of Y/n when she was three and the other looking like Draco when he was seven.

Y/n reached out to Scorpius and placed her palm on his cheeks gently as she looked into his eyes with a feeling very foreign to her but was very welcome. Is this how a mother feels? Instinctively, she pulled him for a hug, relishing the feeling of her future son in her arms. Meanwhile, Draco was overjoyed to be able to hold his future daughter in his arms. He was now more than ever firm in his dream of marrying Y/n and fighting for her.

"How do Draco and I get along?" Harry asked Scorpius all of a sudden.

"You both get along quite well, in fact you both and Uncle Ron go to fight bad guys together all the time!"

"So, I am an Auror?"

"Maybe, I don't know what it's called,but you three are my heroes!" A knowing smile appeared on Y/n's lips at this.

"There are you two!" Y/n's voice echoed from the other side of the corridor. All four of them looked up to find a panting older Y/n followed by an older Draco in the same state with another time-turner in his hand.

"Mum,Dad, I am so sorry! It was Lyra,she started playing with the time-turner and I didn't know-"

"Sweetheart,it's alright. We'll talk about this when we get home. Don't worry,no one's scolding you. I am just glad that you both are safe." Y/n spoke as she tightly hugged Scorpius. Looking at the younger Draco, Draco said, "don't worry, it's going to be a tough fight,but it'll be worth everything." He nodded back in affirmation as he handed over Lyra to the arms of his older self.

Draco didn't need any explanation, he knew what his older self meant. Each and every word. The feeling of carrying his children in his arms and the thought of making Y/n his wife got imprinted in his soul and he would give up everything to have that.

"Okay, this was a very heartwarming meeting,but I'm afraid that we'll have to obliviate you three. Oh hi Harry!"

"You're really going to obliviate us? I don't want to forget this."

"We understand Y/n, but trust me,you'll have all of this very soon. Sooner than you can think."

With this, they drew out their wands and carefully obliviated all three of them from this particular incident. But,before leaving, Draco made sure to leave a note inside younger Draco's pocket and with that they left.

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"Oh my goodness, I was so worried! Y/n, Draco, I am so sorry for losing them!"

"Don't be Narcissa, it's not your fault."

"Father, I'd like to know,why were you even carrying these objects which may contain dark magic in just a simple bag?" Even though Draco asked this calmly, the anger in his tone was not missed at all.

"The box in which these were kept,absorbed some dark magic and itself became lethal too, which is why we were instructed to keep these in a bag ,even though all the objects have been checked and these are not containing any form of dark magic." Lucius informed monotonously,clearly still very tired and wishing nothing more than to return to his 'humble' Manor.

"Draco, it's late, we should go take some rest now. Would you like to spend the night here?"

"No dear, we are on our way, we have given enough trouble to you both, Goodnight!" Narcissa bid them.

"Don't say that, you didn't give us much trouble. It was because of these troublemakers, but it's alright,the problem is solved now. So……..Goodnight!"

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"What just happened to us?" Y/n asked ,still in a daze and trying to figure out badly about the situation they are in.

"I don't know, I am just as clueless as you are." Harry replied.

"Yeah,me too." Draco agreed with Harry.

"You know what Malfoy, you break her heart, I'll break your bones!" At this Y/n squealed and hugged Harry thanking him.

"I'd rather kill myself than ever hurt her." Draco replied.

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Later on when he was alone inside his dorm,he felt something inside his pocket. Sliding his hand inside it,he found a note. A huge smile appeared on his face as he read it :

" Dear Draco,

She's worth everything, don't ever lose her. Always fight for her,because she will become your everything. "

Draco smiled at the last sentence, because Y/n had already become his everything and he would fight till death to make her happy.

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A/n: This is the first time that I posted my work publicly. I know that this wasn't quite good enough, but I promise to be a better writer and work on my skills in the days to come. Thanks to Chloe (@drayslove) again for this beautiful idea! Thank you for reading! Have a nice day!💕

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littlemiss-fanfic · 1 year

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Draco Malfoy x Reader [General 💗!]

Pairing : Draco Lucious Malfoy x Fem! Reader

Genre : Fluff 💌🧸! + Rivals to lovers

Warning(s)⚠️ : None !

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If someone had told the young prince of Slytherin that his academic rival who he shared most of his classes with would soon become the object of his affection , he wouldn't have believed them . After all , he hated you and wished nothing more than to see you fail ! But what if that wasn't the case ?

From the moment you two had met , you were two constantly clashing forces of nature . Two extremely different people with simillar academic ambitions ! And that led to a lot of conflict between you . From the corner of your eye , you could always see him giving you death stares during both classes and free time .

You were a very quiet person , a pacifist who avoided conflict like the plague . You were one of your house's greatest students and it showed in your performances academically . You didn't have many friends , and you spent a lot of your time quietly reading at the study halls library . However , unlike Malfoy you also didn't have many enemies .

So how did the prince of Slytherin realize that his feeling for you may not have been fueled by hatred ? The answer is quite simple ! As Mcgonagal was explaining the effects of the Amortensia potion to your class , carefully instructing each one of you to examine it closely while also telling you the history it has had with young couples everywhere . As Malfoy put the little glass bottle containing the pink liquid up to his face , he was shocked to find that his happened to smell like your perfume , which you wore everyday to school .

He was worried and flustered but even more so confused ! How could you possibly be his crush ? You hated him and he hated you too ! Except if ...

Malfoy's life turned upside down at that excact moment . He had sleepless nights wondering how he really felt about you , and no longer wished to compete against you . Was he losing his mind ? Or could it be that he never hated you at all , but was simply blinded by his own pride , something that caused his feelings for you to blur ? He had to find out .

And what was his mastermind ? Asking you out . However , he knew that you wouldn't just agree to go out with him if he asked you in person . He decided to be smart , so he wrote you a love letter which he left in front of your locker when no one was looking . The letter described in detail his request to meet you at a cozy little cafe close to the school grounds . And then he waited ...

He waited until you want to you locker to pick up some of your books and watched with bated breath as you picked up his letter and read it . He could feel a faint smile forming on his face as he watched your cheeks turn red . He could feel his heartbeat quickening as he saw you pick up your book and walk to your next class , with a pep in your step !

Malfoy immediately springs into action and starts to prepare . He takes a bath and makes sure to wear something nice and presentable , along with buying you a bouquet of flowers . He went to the cafe early to wait for you , bouquet in hand . And as he saw you walking towards the cafe , he felt his heart drop and his hands becoming shakey . However , he tried to keep his cool as he ushered you inside .

As a lover :

Malfoy (without a doubt) has taken after his father's beliefs on traditional romance . He will absolutely treatyou like a queen by showering you in expensive gifts and taking you out on dates almost daily . And when you tow are not together , he will send you love letters filled with words sweeter than honey and poems describing his burning desire to see you smile and lovingly hold you in his arms every minute you are away from him .

Don't get me wrong though , he is still the proud prince of Slytherin and he will waste no opportunity to brag about you and ramble about his success in "seducing you with his never-ending charm" , all while still playfully competing with you as his academic rival during classes and such !

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ellebakers · 2 years

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✭・. Dumb | Part two

Draco Malfoy x reader.

✩✧✼✽ @starslibrary this is the part two you were asking for <3

Warnings : Language ; mention of jealousy ; a bit of angst and mention smut

Summary : After the disaster at the yulle ball, y/n got closer to cedric. the two wizards started hanging out more and more together, everyone thinks they are a couple, draco doesn't like at all and he is ready to do anything to get the girl of his dreams back.

first of all, i want to clarify that i am french so excuse me for the mistakes. i also want to ask you not to steal my work, you can repost it of course.

weeks have passed since the events of the yule ball, the night the boy who has haunted your thoughts and desires for years, your brother's enemy, draco malfoy, broke your heart in front of the whole school. indeed, draco had bet that he would invite you to the ball, and when you were waiting for him, he would arrive on the arm of another girl, to make fun of you and humiliate you, and he had succeeded, you had finished the evening is crying, sitting by the lake, but cedric, a friend of your brother had come to comfort you, which did not have more has a certain platinum blond.

you're sitting at the table eating your lunch when ginny approaches you with a big smile.

"hello darling, what are you planning to do today ?" she asks you, while pouring herself a glass of orange juice.

you put your index finger on your mouth, signaling to her that your mouth is full, once your piece of toast has been swallowed, you answer her.

“cedric asked me to accompany him to the library.”

ginny stops drinking and looks at you, eyebrows raised. "a date ?" you glare at her. "no, he needs help with homework, and i already told you, there's nothing between us."

"sure."

you are about to answer her when someone sits next to you, you turn your head to see cedric, a smile on his lips.

"hello beauty, sleep well ?" you smile at him and get ready to answer but he slips his thumb over the corner of your mouth, you look at him with wide eyes, surprised. seeing your reaction he laughed.

"you had some jam."

"oh thank you."

he winked before continuing. "so this afternoon is still ok ?" you nod. "sure." he smiles at you. "great, i have to go get ready for practice, but see you later." he gets up, but before leaving he kisses you on the head. once cedric is out of reach, you turn back to ginny, cheeks flushed, but your best friend isn't focused on you, she's looking at something behind you.

"y/n, don't turn around but, malfoy hasn't taken his eyes off you since cedric arrived, and when he cleaned the jam from your mouth, i saw him clench his fist and jaw. elsewhere, speaking of jam.." she throws you a piece of bread "you moron."

you giggle, but stop when you realize what ginny just said, why is draco staring at you, and why is he having these reactions ? you decide not to pay attention to it. "i don't care, now, excuse me but I'll get to class before i’m late."

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

you are leaving the defense against the dark arts room and are about to go to history of magic class, when you hear footsteps behind you, then a voice is heard. "potter." you freeze in place, you don't have to turn around to know who it is. "get out, malfoy."

you decide to speed up your movements to get to class as quickly as possible, but draco is faster than you, he grabs your arm and drags you into an empty classroom.

"what the fuck is your problem ?" you yell at him but he don't care. "you're my fucking problem y/n, since you came to hogwarts i can't stop thinking about you, at first i thought it was because of your brother, but over time you continued to occupy my thoughts. i made this bet because i was pissed at your brother, but also because i didn't want to admit my feelings for you, but seeing you with this diggory, it pisses me off, i want you to be mine y/n." while finishing his sentence, he approaches you, and before you understand the situation, his lips are pressed against yours, you don't know why but you kiss him in return, the kiss is needy, and soon draco's hands have slipped from your hair to your hips, and you feel them trying to push their way up your skirt, and fucking with the boy of your dreams in a classroom turns you on, but you push it away when flashbacks of the yulle ball come flooding back to you. draco looks at you, surprised. "y/n i-"

"no, you humiliated me and i can't forgive you."

"i opened my heart to you and you can't forgive me ?" he looks at you with rage. "draco, you mentioned my father and-"

"just like you !"

"your father is still alive at least, that's what you told me, remember ? do you have any idea how much you hurt me ?" draco looks down, ashamed of having mentioned your father. "I could never trust you, sorry but I'm going to be late." and with that, you're leave to your next class.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

you're sitting at one of the tables in the library with cedric. "i don't understand." for the thousandth time, you explain to cedric how a computer works. he has to do an essay on the most relevant muggle inventions. "cedric !" you turn your head to the person who called the boy. "cho. hey, how are you ?"

"fine, thank you. um... can we talk ?"

"oh, i forgot that fred and george need me. i’ll leave you." you get up and take your things, cedric doesn't understand why you're leaving, but he doesn't prefer to ask you, he just greet. once in the hallway, you head towards the common room, but your gaze lands on something, rather on two people, your brother harry and draco malfoy are sitting side by side, they are talking as if they were friends, and that annoy you.

"what are you doing ?"

the two boys look at you, amazed to see you, your brother looks between you and malfoy and begins. "y/n, um draco-"

"so you call each other by your first names now ? harry, why are you talking to him ? you saw what he did !"

"y/n..." draco tries to grab your wrists but you push away. "are you best friends now ?"harry opens his mouth to speak, but you shake your head and walk away.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

a party was organized by the ravenclaw students and all the houses were invited, at first you didn't want to go, but ginny managed to persuade you. that's why you find yourself leaning against one of the walls of the ravenclaw common room, a glass of beer in your hand, watching the students having fun. hermione is dancing with viktor krum, ron is sitting next to seamus and neville. ginny is laughing with dean and cedric is on one of the sofa with cho on his lap. you're looking for a place to sit because your feet hurt, you've decided to wear waders with heels, with a dress that reaches mid-thigh, a leather jacket and you've straightened your hair, you feel beautiful but also depressed and you don't know why. you spot a small armchair in a corner and go sit on it. the minutes pass, your glass is empty and you start to get bored, you look around to find something to do when you see cedric approaching you, with his usual smile.

"hey y/n."

"hey cedric."

you force yourself to smile at him and he notices it. "are you mad at me?" you frown, caught off guard by his question. "what? no no, i just have a lot on my mind." cedric breathes lightly, visibly relieved by your response. "um.. cho and i are.." you smile at him, this time for real. "i know, and i’m really happy for you cedric." the boy looks at you with a huge smile.

"thank you. "

minutes pass and you continue to discuss everything and nothing, but your conversation is interrupted by your brother. "y/n, can we talk ?" you're a little reluctant, but you miss your brother, so you agree. you walk away from the party and harry scratches his head anxiously. "i want you to listen to me without interrupting me, promise. "

you nod and Harry takes a deep breath before telling you. "look, i know malfoy and i aren't really friends, i can't forgive him for what he said on the yulle ball night, but he talked to me, and i really think he cares about you. i know it's hard to believe, but he loves you very much y/n, give him a second chance."

you don't say anything, speechless at your brother's words. after a few minutes you decide to speak. "i don't really know harry, he made me suffer and i don't know if i could trust him." harry puts his hand on your arm and smiles at you. "try for me."

you don't answer, you just smile at him. "i saw him go to the astronomy tower." your brother tells you with a wink before leaving in the direction of the party.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

harry was right, draco was in the astronomy tower, sitting in a chair with his head bowed, playing with his ring. the silence is pleasant but after a few minutes of watching draco, you decide to speak.

"i like your ring."

draco turned to you, surprised to see you there, then his gaze fell on your outfit, you saw him stare intently at your exposed thighs, then he cleared his throat.

"y/n-"

you raised your index finger, asking him to shut up, which he did.

"listen to me carefully, it's for my brother that i'm here, he thinks you deserve a second chance. as far as i'm concerned, i'm torn, part of me tells me to trust you, but another tells me to run away from you. and i'd like to run away from you draco, but i can't, because i've loved you since i came here, for years i've been hoping you'll even say something nice to me. that's why i was so excited about going to ball with you." you take a deep breath before continuing "here, now that you know how i feel, you can use it to humiliate me."

draco quickly got up from the chair and approached you, he cupped your face in his hands. "y/n, i'm so sorry for all the hurt i've caused you and i know it's going to be hard to gain your trust, but i’m ready to do anything to win your heart."

he rested his forehead against yours and you stay like this for minutes, listening to the other's breathing, but you don't care because for a moment you're fine.

"i promise to improve, all i want in return is a second chance."

in response you kissed him, draco deepened the kiss, his hands wandered all over your sides, he took his lips from your mouth to place them in your neck and began to suck, leaving a mark, the feeling is so good that you let out a moan. draco stopped and looked at you with a dark look.

"shit y/n, i like this sound."

he continued to kiss you and suck on your neck, which made you moan several times, you knew what you wanted and draco knew it too, he picked you up and put you gently on a desk, you continued to kiss and to leaving visible marks on each other for a few minutes then draco stopped and knelt down in front of you, he spread your legs and placed a delicate kiss up and down your inner thigh, you slid your hand in his hair to guide him where you wanted him most, when someone yelled. "get your dirty paw off my sister malfoy."

you both turn around to see a more than pissed off harry. "seriously, hands off, i'm coming to see if you guys are killing each other and here's what i find... it'll teach me how to play matchmaker."

draco and you burst into laughter. "harry, leave us alone." once your brother left mumbling swear words, you turned back to Draco. "where were we?"

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papeerings · 2 years

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Done with it.- D.M

gif credits to the owner

pairing: draco malfoy x reader

summary: draco has a new girlfriend and ur done with him.

warnings: non, swearing and angst

It was always the same shit, everytime. I was so done with him, but also so into him. Draco had a girfriend again. And I kinda didn’t have a problem with that. The problem was that everytime he was with someone he’d stop talking with me, like everytime. Idk why I thought this time would be differnt even tho he told me it wiuld be. I was so fucking dum I wanted to slap myself so hard. We never dated, we used to have a strange thing cause we weren’t dating but we were in love, me at least, but messed up so many times and I was so done with it that we decided stop talking and seeing each other. Well that was so easy to say, but when one day later I heard that he was already with another gurl i lost it. I told pansy and I hooked her up with his new girlfrind, which was so succesfull. Then he found out and was so mad at me, not at her ofc that he reslly ignored me, luke stop talking to me for real and don’t even looked at me. After a while he decided to talk to me again, which I was so excited about. I was so dum cause we toljed for a week and then he continued ignoring me. Tha was until two months later they broke up, and he started to talk to me again and flirting with me, just like in the begining. Everything was fine we’d flirt and u know the usual everything was fine. Until I find out he has a new girlfriend after a week without taljing to me. And the story has repeted again, it was always the same. I made him promise to not stop talking to me if he getted a girfriend in a future he said “ofc y/n u know I’ve wouldn’t do that” what a fucking lie.

I was in hogsmade by my own, I didn’t feel like beeing in company. God I wish I didn’t have gone.

I saw him, he was just as handsome as allways with that perfect blond hair and perdect white skin and precius grey eyes. At first he didn’t noticed, but when he did he smiled like nothing happened, like he didn’t forget ab me. “Hey y/n! How ru? ” “I’m fine, surprised u said hi” “Why, we’re friends” “Oh right, like u forget ab my existence I thought u woukdn’t remember me” “What? Y/n I didn’t forget ab u, I could never forget ab u” he saud the last part in a whisper that I wasn’t supoused to hear but I didn’t day anything. “Yeah right, I hope ur happy with ur new girlfriend” “Wait, that’s what this is ab? Are u fucking jealous?” “I’m not” “Yeah right” he let out a chuckle “I’m not fucking jealous, I’m just so fucking tired of u only talking to me when u feel uo to it, like u just stop talking to me whenever u hace a new girlfriend and u just preted like I don’t fucking exist and I’m so fucking dobe with it” “Y/n u know that’s not true, ur one of the most important people for me” “Yeah well don’t expect me to be there for u when u end up messing things up with ur new girl” I walked away with tears in my eyes.

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a/n: this is literally based on my love life 🥲

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incorrectquotesharrypotterv · 7 months

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Draco: [kissing Y/n softly]

Pansy: Weren't you two having an argument earlier?

Draco: Shit, you're right!

Draco: [kissing Y/n aggressively]

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pinkykats-place · 2 years

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King and Queen

by delibell

Summary: There was nothing (Name) Chavarone couldn't do - being part of one of the most notorious Italian families that were close to He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named made all roads open for her, and being the Slytherin Queen, hand in hand with Draco Malfoy, made her absolutely infamous. Though, just like with every big star there's even a bigger, darker shadow, holding secrets that only a selected few may know.

Complete | 7 Chapters

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dracofancier · 1 year

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Growing Flame - Part 1 // Draco Malfoy x OC

Summary: Danielle Rudd was born to former Quidditch stars Cassius and Amelia Rudd. Both descended from very old wizarding families, which represent the old values. Values that Dany herself don't really represents. She coulnd't make it any more clear, as when she was sorted into Gryffindor in her first year at Hogwarts. Not a really pleasant thing, when your family is all Slytherin. Only Slytherin.

Warnings: A bit of language

A/N: Well hello. This is actually a really really old story, I've written a few years ago and now gets an overall revision. The original pairing was Cassius Warrington x OC / later DM x OC but I changed it to only DM x OC. Little info: English is not my first language, so excuse any grammar or word mistakes!

August 17, 1994 - Rudd Mansion, Falmouth, Cornwall

Summer... Lazing around, doing nothing, lying in the sun. What more could you want?

I lie comfortably in the sun in our garden and read a book. My long blonde hair is tied back in a high ponytail. The water of the pool glistens, and nothing can disturb the peace. Or so I thought.

Suddenly I hear laughter coming towards me. I sit up and look towards the house. Does it have to be? The reason for the noise is my brother and his airheads of friends. They throw a quaffle at each other at a loud volume and come in my direction. I put the book down, annoyed. Suddenly I notice that I am lying here dressed only in a bathing suit, so I quickly grab my dress and put it on. I don't want to give the boys an extra reason to stare at me.

However, the boys run past me without even noticing me much. I recognise Blaise Zabini, Gregory Goyle, and cousin Theo Nott. Who else?

Zac, my twin brother, stops beside me for a moment. "Well, sis... Studying hard?" he teases me and then jumps into the water in front of me so that not only me but all my clothes get wet. "HA-HA," I say ironically and at least try to save my book.

"You read voluntarily in the summer holidays?" someone behind me asks me critically. I turn around in surprise, not expecting anyone else to be there, and spot Draco Malfoy in front of me, looking at me with a raised eyebrow. My breath catches in my throat for a moment. The way he's standing there, just in his swimming trunks, showing off his well-toned body. You never see him like this. I stare at him.

"Hey," I manage after what feels like an eternity and smile at him. A crooked grin appears on his face. It doesn't fit his usually arrogant manner at all. "Hey." he returns, and I have to pull myself together. The sun is reflected in his beautiful grey eyes, and his gleaming white teeth smile at me. "I uh- You okay?" I ask after what seems like an eternity, like a stupid chicken. What the hell is wrong with me?

"Hey Draco!" my twin brother calls from the water before Draco can answer me, and all the magic fades. It's like my brother is bringing us back to reality. "Stop flirting with my sister and get in the water already!" Flirting? Was he flirting with me? Draco gives me another glance before taking an elegant dive into the water.

And that was my cue. I get up, gather my things and make my way into the house. I open the heavy wooden door and step inside. Luckily, my parents have renovated the house, which is quite bright and modern compared to the homes of other pureblood families, thanks to my mother. I can hear her humming from the drawing room.

I continue up the stairs to the first floor, where, among other things, my room is. On the way to my room, I pass my father's study. I've slowly gotten used to the fact that he doesn't treat me like he did before Hogwarts. Ever since it came out that I didn't come to Slytherin, but to Gryffindor, I'm not worth as much to him as it seems.

Once in my room, I throw my things on the floor and lie on the bed. I stare at the ceiling for a while until something on the branch outside my window caption. My bed is enormous, and you could melt in it; it's so comfortable.

"Moon!" I say quickly and let my little owl into the room. "How long have you been sitting there? I was outside, my little one," I say to him and stroke his head gently. My little owl looks at me in confusion. He is not exactly the brightest. "What have you got for me?" I ask him and take the letter from him, which is tied around his foot. Moon then flies straight to his cage and pokes around in the grains. I shake my head and turn my attention to the letter.

Dear Dany

As you have probably noticed, the Quidditch World Cup is taking place in England this year.

Have I noticed? When you have two former professional Quidditch players as parents, it is the number one topic of conversation in our household. My brother gets to go with my father. I wasn't asked, of course.

Dad was able to get tickets and asked if we wanted to go too. Harry and Hermione are going too. Please come along. That would be so great. If you can and want to, we'll meet at the Burrow at about 6 pm on Sunday.

I look forward to seeing you.

Love to you Ginny

They have tickets? That's incredible. And they want to take me? Wait a minute... Sunday? It's Sunday. Where has Moon been that he's only just arrived?

I look at my little oddball, who has already fallen asleep. I roll my eyes for a moment and then jump up.

"Mum!" I shout from the room. I run down the stairs and into the lounge. "Mum!" I call out again. "What is it, little one?" my mother asks me. "The Weasleys have invited me to go to the World Cup with them," I babble. "What?" my mother asks me in surprise. I hold out the letter to her, and she reads through it.

"May I? Please, please, please," I beg, and mum looks at me skeptically. "With the Weasleys?" she asks slightly dismissively. "Mum! It's the Quidditch World Cup! It was last in England thirty years ago! Please!" I say again firmly, and it works. Mum makes a thoughtful face. "Hmm... All right, fine by me," she says and puts the letter on the table. "Yes, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you! I detach myself from her and run out. "I'm going to the Burrow today, Mom," I shout over my shoulder and run straight into my father. He looks at me grimly.

"What's going on here?" he snaps at me, but my mother draws his attention. "Your daughter is going to the Quidditch World Cup, my love," she says, glancing at me briefly before giving him a soft kiss on the cheek. That's the sign I should leave. I sneak backward out of the room and run back up the stairs. Ginny knows Moon, and I assume she assumes he didn't fly straight to me. Answering Ginny now would be pointless, especially I don't think I can wake Moon yet. I'll just go there.

I quickly pack up all my things. I assume that Ginny meant for us to all get to the Hogwarts Express together after the World Cup.

"Well, are you ready yet?" asks my mother, who is suddenly standing in the doorway. "Almost," I say curtly, throwing the last of my things into my suitcase and closing it. However, I have to sit on the suitcase to be able to close it. The shopping trip to Paris with my mother has thus borne its fruit. "You can't take the suitcase like that," my mother says, taking out her magic wand. She points it at my suitcase and Moon's cage. "Reducio," she says, and things magically shrink.

"Thanks, Mum," I say and smile at her. "It's all right, angel." Then she looks at her watch and back at me. "You have to go," she says, and we walk down to the entrance hall. There is our big fireplace. I hug my mother tightly and then break away from her. "I'll miss you," I say, and a tear steals into my eye. "I'll miss you too, angel. I'll see you at the platform and Christmas at the latest," she hugs me again.

I take my downsized suitcase and Moon's cage and stand in the fireplace. Then I grab a handful of flea powder and say, "BURROW!" I throw the powder at my feet. Immediately I am surrounded by the Green Flames and standing in the burrow.

Draco's POV: Dripping wet, we enter the Rudds' house. The fact that I still saw Dany made my day. Of course, I would never admit that.

Mrs. Rudd is already waiting for us in the house. "Hello, everyone. How was it outside?" she asks us, friendly. "Excellent, Mrs. Rudd. A really nice cool down," Miles answers her politely. "Are you staying for dinner?" she then asks. Unfortunately, Theo, Goyle, and Miles have to decline as their parents expect them.

"Blaise? Draco? What about you guys?" she turns to us. "I'd love to, Amelia, that's very nice," I answer her politely, and Blaise also agrees happily. "Very well. Then why don't you go upstairs and put on something dry? I will order the house elves to prepare something," she says and disappears into the kitchen.

Miles, Goyle, and Theo say goodbye to us and disappear home via the flea network. Blaise, Zac, and I go to his room and change. I take a quick look at Dany's locked room door. I spot a Gryffindor banner on the door, which makes me shake my head. She must have put it up with some insoluble glue to annoy her father.

I wonder what she's doing right now.

We change, and downstairs Amelia and Cassius are already waiting for us at the dining table. I am disappointed to see that the table is only set for five. Zac must have noticed that too. "Where is Dany?" he asks his mother, giving his father a skeptical look. The latter, however, ignores the whole thing. "She's with friends. She left about an hour ago." I give Zac a knowing look. "Surely not to those Weasleys?" he asks dismissively. I hear Mr. Rudd huff out angrily at the name. Amelia gives him a stern look.

"She's been invited by them to the World Cup. She'll be returning to Hogwarts straight from there too."

Danielle is at the World Cup? Then I can see her again tomorrow. A tiny spark of joy ignites in my belly. Even though she'll be there with the Weasley scum, and I'm sure she'll be there with Saint Potter and the Mudblood Granger. Anyway. I will hopefully see her.

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incorrectharrypotterblog · 5 months

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Hermione: why are threesomes only for sex

Hermione: why can’t I join in on a couples argument if I want to

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ONE CUP OF COFFEE. theodore nott

( master list )

IN WHICH… Theodore Nott can’t stand the idea of actually falling in love but he finds himself questioning his choices after a series of rather comforting conversation with a Hufflepuff.

“Do you hate me so much that you can’t stand having one coffee with me?”

Warnings: Smoking, mentioning of throwing up, mentioning of weed, swearing here and there, mentioning of hooking (pretty tame for a Theodore Nott fic tbh

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“One coffee. Black. No milk or sugar. Make it hotter than usual.” Theodore Nott wasted no time in repeating his order to the worker behind the counter. A new coffee shop had opened inside of Hogsmeade and in the Slytherin’s opinion, their drinks were better than any muggle one.

He tossed a few golden coins onto the table before walking away and taking a seat in a deserted corner. He liked to be away from people because despite being part of a popular Slytherin group and partying often, he wasn’t a social person.

The quiet lulling of muggle songs played around in the cafe, bouncing off the walls. Theodore pulled his turtle neck up higher, covering his bare skin from the cold air. It nipped at his slim fingers and he wished he had taken a pair of Draco’s Dior gloves now.

The rusted bell attached to the door dully rang as someone else entered. The cafe wasn’t too crowded. There were a few other students scattered here and there but not many people were willing to freeze just to grab a coffee.

Melted snow dripped off Theodore’s boots as his observant eyes followed the actions of the newcomer. He couldn’t tell what house she was in because she was wearing all white, but she definitely wasn’t a Slytherin. The girls clad in green and silver had a certain aura; an unfriendly, poisonous, and addictive one.

This girl radiated off sunshine and daffodils and basking in the warmth of a crackling fire. Theodore guessed she was in Hufflepuff because she had a certain charm to her bright smile.

“One cinnamon chai latte.” She ordered, kindly handing the cashier a few coins. She was practically the opposite of Theodore.

“Name?” The cashier asked, much comfortable in her presence as opposed to the Slytherin who sat a few feet away.

“Y/N.”

Her name jogged Theodore’s memory. She was the girl Lorenzo had been paired with in herbology. It was quite a long and dragged out assignment so whenever Lorenzo wasn’t hanging out with his friends, he was with her.

Theodore subconsciously sat up straighter and leaned forward to get a better look at Y/N. Lorenzo described her as a pretty and bright girl with a warm perspective on life. Instead of saying “what’s the worst that could happen?” She always said “what’s the best that could happen?”

Theodore was somewhat impressed by how positive a person could be.

He didn’t notice he had been staring until Y/N turned her head, innocent E/C eyes burning holes into his. Theodore almost jumped. He quickly adverted his gaze, clenching his jaw.

Out of the corner of his vision, he could see Y/N sit at the table beside him. She sat with her legs oddly crossed and her body was turned so she could look at him.

“Theodore Nott, right? Enzo’s friend?” Her voice was gentle, like a meadow full of daisies and glittering ponds of water.

Theodore thickly swallowed before he nodded. “Yeah. Lo’s talked about you. You were his partner for potions.” The brunette had never heard anybody call Lorenzo by Y/N’s nickname, but maybe that was because he didn’t allow anybody to call him that. Unless it was Y/N, of course.

The poor boy was smitten with her during fifth year but he shyly backed off when he realised he had too much competition. To this day, Draco was still trying to convince him to man up.

“He talked about me?”

“Only once or twice.” Theodore lied through his teeth. He may be a tease, but he refused to out his friend.

“The assignment we did was so annoying. I’m glad I had him as my partner. If it was anybody else, I would’ve gone mad.” Y/N signed and a small laugh slipped past her pink-tinted lips.

“You practically saved his herbology grades. Lo is smart but his plant knowledge is in the negatives.” Theodore huffed in amusement, his mouth curving into a sly smirk.

“He’s good with everything else, though.” Y/N uttered. Out of the whole Slytherin group, Lorenzo, Draco, and Pansy had the highest grades. Blaise couldn’t care less; he still scored pretty high but grades weren’t his whole life. And Matteo and Theodore, the players they were, didn’t even bother studying for exams.

“Black coffee.” The barista suddenly called out, making Theodore realise he had never given the worker his name.

“That must be your’s.” Y/N said, nodding over at the steaming drink. She smiled, which almost set Theodore’s heart alight. It was already drowning in gasoline and her damn grin may as well be the flaming match. “Theo?” She waved a hand in front of his face as he spaced out.

“Huh?” Finally, his blank eyes shifted to stare at her.

“Your coffee.” Y/N reminded him.

“Oh. Right. I’ll see you later.” Theodore was quick to stand up and grab his drink, the paper cup burning the palm of his hand.

“See you later, Theo!” Y/N called out, not seeming to notice his uneasy mood.

Theodore sped walked out of the coffee shop, holding a hand to his chest. His stomach sank as dread overwhelmed him.

Him and Matteo were like two peas on a pod. They shared the same habits too, like drinking their sorrows away and smoking until their lungs burned. And let’s not forget their infamous reputations as playboys. Theodore Nott didn’t do relationships so he refused to let a soft Hufflepuff change his mind.

Despite shoving down whatever warm feeling he felt when he was next to Y/N, Theodore couldn’t help but crane his head in search for a certain flash of H/C hair.

“Black coffee. Extra hot.” He muttered absentmindedly to the same cashier who had served him a week before.

“Name?” She asked, bored eyes gazing up at him.

“Theo.” He quickly replied, turning his head again when he thought he saw Y/N. He felt disappointed when it wasn’t her. The worker seemed to notice.

“Are you looking for that Hufflepuff you were talking to last time?” She questioned, arching a thin brown eyebrow. Theodore glanced down at her name tag that read Eulia.

“No.” He quickly denied her inquiry, wrapping his long Slytherin scarf tighter around his bare neck.

“She comes in every week around this time. She’ll be here soon.” Eulia said, glancing over Theodore’s shoulder to take in the growing line. She cleared her throat, reminding Theodore of where he was.

As usual, he threw some coins onto the countertop and walked away to the same table he sat at before. His head perked up when he heard the sound of familiar laughter.

Y/N walked in, waving good-bye to her Ravenclaw friend. “The usual, Y/N?” Eulia asked, already typing her order into the monitor.

Y/N practically bounced over to Theodore, taking a seat in front of him. “Hey, long time no see. I thought I’d see you at school but I guess not.”

“I was busy.” Theodore lied. In truth, he had been hauled up in his dorm and listening to Draco rant about Pansy.

“Doing what?” Y/N innocently tilted her head to the side, genuinely curious.

Theodore, as blunt and brainless as ever, blurted out the first thing he could think of. “Weed, drugs, and smoking.” He wanted to bash his head into the table. What kind of response was that?

Yes, he used to do all those things but he had toned it down. The only addiction he had was smoking now.

“I don’t know why I said that. It was the first thing that popped up in the mind.” He admitted, scratching the back of his head.

“I’m not judging you, if that’s what you’re worried about.” Y/N laughed, “By the way, your cigarettes are about to fall.” She pointed to the packet that was lazily shoved into Theodore’s pocket. He quickly caught it.

“I don’t do weed or drugs anymore.” He uttered, “Just so you know.”

From the coffee machines, Eulia rolled her eyes. “Coffee for Theo. Cinnamon chai latte for Y/N.” She called out, placing the drinks down.

Theodore quickly stood up. “I’ll get them.” He offered, not waiting for a response.

“Smooth.” Eulia said as he grabbed the drinks.

“Cut me some slack. I’m used to hooking up with toxic girls, not chatting over coffee with a sweet Hufflepuff.” Theodore lightly scoffed.

“So, Theo, what do you want to do when you graduate?” Y/N asked as soon as he sat back down again.

He shrugged. “I don’t know.” In all his years of Hogwarts, he had never thought about it. “What about you?”

“I want to open a bakery.” Y/N said like she had been waiting the question to come up.

Theodore raised his eyebrows. “You like baking?”

“Yup! I’ll bake you something next week. Do you like chocolate?”

“Who doesn’t?” Theodore only knew one person who didn’t like chocolate, and that was Pansy. But to be fair, she had gotten food poisoning from spiked chocolate in third year.

It was safe to say that she spent most of that day hunched over the toilet while Matteo held back her hair and Lorenzo gently got her to drink water, which she threw up too but it’s the thought that counts.

“Great! I have to go now. I’m meeting up with another friend. See you at school, Theo!” Y/N effortlessly chugged her scorching hot drink. She slammed the cup against the table, grinning.

“What the…” Theodore was still trying to process what had just happened as he watched Y/N run out of the cafe and into the arms of her friend

The next week, Y/N arrived earlier than Theodore. He had been held up by Blaise, who was curious as to why he was visiting the same coffee shop three times in a row.

Theodore entered the store after managing to shake Blaise off. He shoved his hands into his pockets, shivering despite the atmosphere being warm.

Eulia, who seemed to be on duty every day, had already made his drink and placed it in front of Y/N. She was too busy doodling on his cup with a permanent marker to notice his sudden appearance.

“Cute outfit.” He said as he sat down, the legs of his chair scraping against the tilted floor. Y/N’s face visibly lit up at his small compliment. Theodore observed her pink sweater with little bows sewn on it and her short white skirt with fleece leggings lining her legs.

“As promised, your cookie.” Y/N slid the box over to Theodore, smiling. “I would recommend heating it up. A warm cookie is better than a cold and hard one.”

“Do you bake often?” Theodore asked, taking the box and letting it rest on his lap.

“I try to bake as much as I can. I like helping the house elves too.” Y/N began to fondly talk about her love for baking and as much as Theodore tried to focus on her words, his gaze wandered to a suspicious group huddled in the opposite corner.

Once Theodore looked past their dark sunglasses and large coats, he recognised them as his friends. He saw Draco shove past Pansy and he surely pointed at Y/N then at Theodore before slapped his hands together.

Theodore stared at him, puzzled. And it showed as he furrowed his eyebrows and frowned. Y/N didn’t seem to notice his wavering attention, much to his relief.

“Do you want to bake together sometime, Theo?” Y/N asked, bringing him back to their conversation. He felt a little guilty because he hadn’t heard another word of what she had said.

“Sure. Though, I don’t think I’d be much help. Matt and I tried making edibles once and we messed that shit up.”

From behind Draco, Matteo glared at Theodore. It was your fault, he mouthed. He wasn’t lying, Theodore had gotten just about every ingredient in the recipe wrong.

“Edibles?” Y/N tilted her head to the side.

“Weed brownies.” Theodore elaborated, “But that was last year. I don’t do that anymore, remember? I only party and smoke.”

“I know. You told me.” Her eyes crinkled when she smiled. Y/N’s gaze flickered to his packed of cigarettes that always looked like it was about to fall out.

“Would you like to come to a party with me?” Theodore asked, leaning forward. There was one in the Slytherin common room next week. Normally, people from other houses weren’t invited but if you had the right connections, you’d be let in.

“Parties aren’t my thing. I… don’t like the vibe. You know?”

“That’s fine. You ever tried smoking?”

“No. Cedric offered to teach me but I declined.” Y/N frowned at the lost opportunity.

“I’ll teach you.” Theodore said a little too quickly. He cleared his throat. “I mean, you keeping me company wouldn’t be so bad.” He grabbed his packet, sliding it across the table. “These are my good ones. Keep ‘em and whenever you’re having a bad day or just wanna have a smoke, find me. I’ll light one for you.”

From across the room, Matteo lightly gasped. Theodore never ever shared his good cigarettes with anyone, not even him.

“Really?” Y/N picked up the worn-out box, staring at it.

“Yeah. I gotta get going. My friends are probably wondering where I am.” Theodore, once again, lied through his teeth. He knew his friends had questions and he didn’t want to keep them waiting. He stood up, feeling Pansy’s gaze burn a hole through him.

“Enjoy the cookie!” Y/N exclaimed, grinning and waving him off.

Theodore smiled. “I’m sure I will, love.” He walked out of the cafe, his friends following close behind and bombarding him just like he had predicted.

“You clearly have some sort of feelings towards her.” Panay said as she poked the brunette beside him. All throughout breakfast, Panay had been trying to get Theodore to admit his growing affection for Y/N. He denied it every time.

“I don’t.” He said for the third time, leaning down to stuff some bacon into his mouth. As he quickly chewed, his gaze flickered to Y/N.

“You’re looking at her again!” Pansy exclaimed, huffing. “It’s so obvious you like her!”

“Where’s Lo and Draco?” Theodore changed the subject, realising the two boys were missing.

“You can’t change the topic. You like her and you know it.” Unfortunately for Theodore, Pansy was persistent. Maybe a little too much.

“Theo likes who?” Lorenzo tilted his head to the side in curiosity. The whole group, even Blaise who laughed at awkward situations, froze.

Nobody responded for a moment before Blaise put down his fork. “Y/N. He likes Y/N L/N.” Theodore glared at the boy, wondering why on hell he’d even tell Lorenzo the truth.

“… Oh.” Lorenzo didn’t say much as he sat down, glancing over at Y/N. “You’re not going to break her heart, right?”

“I don’t like her. End of conversation.” Theodore groaned, taking a huge gulp from his goblet.

“I don’t believe you.” Lorenzo uttered, pointing his fork at Theodore’s eyes, “Your eyes say it all. You keep looking at her every minute and when you do, your eyes soften.”

Pansy snickered, nudging Theodore. “Told you.”

“If you don’t like her, then you wouldn’t mind if someone else asked her out, would you?” Matteo piped up.

“You aren’t her type.” Theodore immediately replied, scoffing.

“We’re practically the same, Theo. If I’m not her type then you aren’t. She’s pretty and all but I don’t date. That guy, on the other hand, seems like he does.” Matteo pointed over to a Ravenclaw boy approaching Y/N. The whole Slytherin group watched as he nervously asked her something and when she slowly nodded, his face lit up.

Theodore clenched his hands into fists. “Did he just ask her out?” He seethed, clenching his jaw.

“You don’t like her, remember? You shouldn’t care.” As usual, Matteo had that same infuriating smirk on his face. “Anyway, what are we doing for the party tonight?”

Theodore had forgotten all about it. He faintly remembered Y/N saying parties weren’t her thing. Did she like guys who didn’t party? That Ravenclaw boy looked like he didn’t. Is that why she said yes?

“I’m not doing. Not really my thing.” He uttered, shrugging. His friends looked at him in disbelief.

“Not your thing?” Matteo stammered, “Mate, the only thing you do is party! What’s gotten into you?!”

“He’s trying to turn into Y/N’s ideal type.” Pansy snickered, “He knows he isn’t the blueprint and he can’t see her with anyone else so he’s improving himself.”

“Respect, bro. But what about Izzi?” Matteo motioned to the Slytherin girl down a few rows who was Theodore’s favourite hookup.

“I don’t care about her.”

“What about the drinks?”

“I need to cut my alcohol intake.”

“Smoking? You can’t give up smoking! You’re addicted!”

“Y/N has my cigs. When she wants to learn, I’ll teach her.”

“And if she never wants to learn?”

“Then I won’t pester her. Not smoking for a while might do me some good.” Theodore on the brink of giving up smoking for some girl was a huge deal.

Matteo leaned over to Draco, “Is he sick?”

Pansy lightly snorted and she teasingly grinned, “If you mean lovesick, then yeah.”

To be honest, Theodore didn’t even know what he was doing. His head tried to convince him to return to the common room and drink like he usually did, but his heart said no.

That’s how he ended up in the courtyard, enjoying the fresh breeze.

“Theo?” An all too familiar voice called out. He practically spun around, facing Y/N. “I thought you’d be at your party.” She stared at him, confused.

“I’m taking a break from all that.” He said. Y/N silently sat beside him on the stone bench.

“I still have your cigarettes if you want them.” Y/N said, handing the packet over. “I thought about it and I don’t think I want to smoke just yet.”

“Thanks, love.” Theodore took the box, shoving it into his pocket without hesitation. Normally, he’d take one out and light it up but tonight was different.

“So, that Ravenclaw boy.” Theodore drawled. “He asked you out, huh?”

“Hm? Oh, Rowan? Yeah. I only said yes to be nice though because he helped me with some work last year.”

“You’re too kind, love. You need to know your boundaries.”

Y/N’s cheeks heated up at the sound of his endearing nickname. “I can’t say no now. It’ll just be one date then I’ll say it didn’t work out.”

“What if he wants a second date? What will you do?” Theodore moved closer to Y/N so he could feel the warmth radiating off her body. His heart jumped at their close proximity.

“Then I’ll tell him I don’t want one.” Y/N whispered, staring up at Theodore with those gentle eyes he liked so much.

“I liked your cookie, by the way.” Theodore slowly smiled, “It was good.”

“I’ll bake you a few more next time.” Y/N beamed. “I’m trying a new recipe for a brownie so I’ll give you one too!” Theodore smiled as she jumped into another rant about baking. This time, he could actually listen without being pestered by his friends.

Theodore, as usual, walked into the cafe around the same time he usually did. Eulia spotted him and subtly waved. “Has Y/N come in yet?” He asked.

Eulia hesitated before she pointed over at Y/N and Rowan. Theodore visibly deflated. He knew Y/N was only being nice to the Ravenclaw but he still felt a twinge of sadness.

“I’m sorry, Theo. If it makes you feel better, she hasn’t looked like she’s enjoyed the date. She looks much happier talking to you.” Eulia handed him his coffee.

“Right.” He sat down at a nearby table, glancing over at Y/N every so often. The slight pang in his heart reminded him of why he never dated in the first place. He quietly cleared his throat, deciding that whatever butterflies he felt for Y/N had to be drowned.

He stood up and Y/N immediately caught his gaze. She smiled and waved when Rowan wasn’t looking, but Theodore ignored her. Slowly, she lowered her hand.

As Rowan ranted on about how Ravenclaw was the best house, Y/N couldn’t help but think of what she had done to possibly anger Theodore. So much that he ignored her when he usually enjoyed her small smiles and secretive waves. She blocked out Rowan’s voice, frowning. He couldn’t grab her attention like Theodore could.

If only she knew that Theodore was simply trying not to fall in love.

Theodore avoided her for the rest of the week. Whenever she tried to approach him, he’d walk away. Even his friends were puzzled. After another failed attempt of trying to talk to Theodore, Pansy placed a hand on her shoulder.

“We’ll talk to him.” She said.

“I don’t know what I did wrong. He’s been acting so moody all of a sudden.” Y/N sighed and pouted.

“Maybe he’s on his period.” Matteo snickered at his own joke but immediately stopped when nobody else laughed with him. “I mean, Theo hasn’t had a good drink, fuck, or smoke since Monday. And all he did on that day was smoke for five minutes before he got caught.”

“I thought he liked doing all those things. Why’d he stop if it’s just going to make him grumpy?” Y/N murmured, playing with the hem of her blouse. Matteo and Pansy exchanged a glance, knowing they shouldn’t expose Theodore so early.

“He’s just being unreasonable. Don’t worry, we’ll get through to him.” Matteo grinned, his eyes flickered to the box in Y/N’s hands. “More cookies for him?”

She nodded. “Could you give this to him? It might make him feel better.” Matteo lowly hummed, taking the box. He and Pansy walked off after Theodore, muttering to each other about what could possibly be wrong with their friend.

“Theo.” Matteo called out as they entered the Slytherin Chamber. They found him sprawled out on the couch, a burning cigarette in his mouth. “Y/N made you cookies.”

Theodore looked at the box in Matteo’s outstretched arms. “I don’t want ‘em.” He said with a lazy flick of his hands.

“But you said you love her cookies. Jeez, dude, what’s gotten into you?” Matteo scoffed as he grabbed one, shoving it into his mouth. “If a girl made me cookies like these, I’d fall in love.”

“That’s the problem!” Theodore exclaimed loudly. “I’m Theodore Nott, Hogwarts resident fuck boy. I don’t do relationships! But Y/N- Y/N is making me feel things I shouldn’t!” He groaned, pulling at the ends of his hair.

“That’s the problem?” Pansy huffed, taking a seat beside him. “Theo, look at yourself. You haven’t partied in ages, you haven’t drank, you haven’t had sex with any other girl since last month. And you haven’t been smoking up until now! If you’re willing to stop all that shit for Y/N then you obviously like her!”

“What if I’m just concealing it, huh? What if I haven’t changed and if I date Y/N, then I hurt her? I don’t care about any other girl’s feelings but Y/N, fuck. I don’t want to hurt her.”

“Figure your feelings out then decide what you want to do. Easy peasy.” Matteo shrugged, eating another cookie. Theodore clicked his tongue, snatching the box out of his hands.

“It better be easy or I’m going to smoke all your favourite cigs, Matt.”

Matteo was lying. It was not easy to figure out how he felt towards Y/N. Every time he got close to her, he changed his mind last minute and rushed off. It earned him some weird looks but he couldn’t care less.

“Have you even slept lately?” Matteo questioned, slamming a cup of coffee in front of Theodore. He groaned.

“Do I look like I’ve slept?” He muttered, glowing at Matteo.

“Like a baby.” His friend teased, cruelly laughing. Lorenzo glanced over Theodore’s shoulder, clearing his throat.

“Y/N’s coming this way.” He whispered, kicking Theodore.

“What?” He looked around, panicked. Y/N was indeed walking towards him. He grabbed his coffee, splashing it onto Matteo’s wrinkled blouse.

“Yo! What the fuck, dude? That’s hot!” Matteo seethed, resisting the urge to peel his wet shirt off. Some girls hoped he would.

“Sorry, Matt. It was an accident. I’ll help you clean up.” Theodore tried to play his stunt off as an accident while practically dragging Matteo out of the hall.

“Okay, seriously, what was that all about?”

“I needed an excuse to get away.”

“So you spilled hot coffee on me?!”

“I would’ve let you do the same.” Theodore glared at his friend as he sat down and slumped. “She’s everywhere. How is she so social? I can’t get away from her.” He ran a hand through his messy hair.

“Have you been running away from Y/N this whole time?” Matteo questioned, arching an eyebrow. “It’s hilarious to imagine you running away from a girl.”

“Shut up. I’m processing things.” Theodore sighed.

“Just talk to her, Theo.” Matteo lightly nudged his leg, “What else can you lose? You’ve already lost your dignity.”

It had been a few weeks since Theodore had returned to the coffee shop. But finally, he strutted through the doorway with his usual uncaring demeanour.

Someone else entered as Theodore stood in the middle of the room, taking in everything he had missed about this cafe.

“Theo?” Y/N asked, peering over his shoulder. “I haven’t seen you in a while.” He stiffened and slowly turned around. “Are you having a coffee?”

“I’ve already had one, actually. I was just seeing if this place had changed.” Theodore wanted to walk away but he couldn’t tear his gaze away from Y/N’s eyes.

“Well, there’s no harm in having another one, right? It’s on me.” Y/N smiled at Eulia, “One cinnamon chai latte and…” She thought for a moment, glancing over at Theodore, “You’ve already had a coffee so one cream latte as well!”

Y/N paid and brushed past Theodore.

“Kiss her.” Eulia hissed, harshly poking Theodore’s shoulder.

“I’m not kissing her.” Theodore replied back in a hushed whisper.

“Theo, you coming?” Y/N called out, looking over her shoulder.

There was barely anybody in the cafe and even if there was, Eulia would’ve ignored their drinks to make Y/N and Theodore’s.

Theodore reached out to grab his but Y/N was quicker. She grasped both drinks, smiling at him. “We don’t have to be back at school for a while so let’s sit here.”

Theodore nervously followed behind Y/N to their usual table. He sat down, rigid and stiff. He saw his cup and glared at Eulia, who laughed. She had written a message on the cardboard, kiss her, and Theodore was quick to cover it.

He looked out the window, almost jumping with joy when he saw Matteo. “Oh! Matt! I need to talk to him! Sorry, Y/N. I’ll see you later!” He ran out of the cafe, crashing into his friend.

“Matteo! Quick! Do something!” Theodore shook his friend, urging him to create a distraction.

“Is this about Y/N?” He asked.

“She’s in the coffee shop- don’t look!” Theodore shoved his friend.

“And you need me to something stupid?”

Theodore eagerly nodded but was unprepared when Matteo pushed him forward and down a snowy hill. “Theo! Sorry! My hand slipped! I’m coming!” Matteo yelled out in a fake worried voice as Theodore rolled and got a mouthful of snow.

Y/N watched their strange interaction as she sipped on her drink. “… He didn’t call me love like he usually does.”

Y/N hummed to herself as she slipped on a pair of mittens and took out a tray of cookies. She placed the hot metal tray on the counter, the smell of baked goods wafting through the air.

She poured herself a cup of light coffee and sat down, swinging her legs. She lifted her head when she heard the sound of quiet swearing and smelled the scent of cigarettes and cologne.

“Theo?” She asked, tilting her head to the side. It was silent for a moment before the boy sheepishly pushed the kitchen doors open.

“I was looking for a snack for Pansy. She’s not feeling well.” He looked around, staring at everything but Y/N.

“I would offer her a cookie but she doesn’t really like chocolate, does she?” Y/N circled her finger around the rim of her cup, “Would you like some coffee? I made it myself.”

Theodore found himself sitting across from her against his will. He watched as she poured him a cup, softly smiling.

“Thanks.” He stammered, grabbing the white mug and gulping it down.

Y/N’s eyes widened. “Careful! Isn’t it hot?”

Theodore slammed the cup down, ignoring the burning sensation on his tongue. “No.” He wheezed, his vocal cords threatening to give up on him, “I’m fine. Tastes great.”

“You’ve spilled some.” Y/N said. She leaned forward, pointing at his collar. His top two buttons were undone and hot coffee trickled down his skin. “That must hurt. Here, let me help.”

Y/N dabbed a tissue against Theodore’s collar and he flinched as her fingers came in contact with his exposed skin. She noticed, peeking up at him through her lashes.

“Do you hate me so much that you can’t stand having one coffee with me?” She asked, taking a small step back.

“What?” Theodore choked. He didn’t hate her, quite the opposite to be honest.

“You keep running away from me. And you left me in the cafe the other day. And you didn’t wave back. Do you hate me?”

Theodore hated how he could see her E/C eyes glass over. He fiddled with his mug, tapping his nails against the porcelain.

“I… have to go. Pansy needs me.” He stood up, leaving without another word. He was doing what he did best; running away from his problems.

With Theodore out of the picture, Y/N felt lonely. She dug around in her pocket, confused when she fished out a cigarette. “Oh… it must’ve fallen out.” She murmured.

She was on her way to the cafe, but not to meet up with Theodore. The day after he had walked out on her, again, a Gryffindor had approached her and asked her out. She said yes in hopes this date would be better than her date with Rowan.

Spoiler alert, it wasn’t. In fact, she felt like it was worse. Y/N stared at her cup as the boy beside her talked on and on about his love for quidditch.

“What’s your hobby?” He suddenly asked.

“Baking.” Y/N answered absentmindedly.

“Oh, that’s kind of boring. Quidditch is better, don’t you think?”

Y/N resisted the urge to sigh. Theodore never insulted her love for baking.

“Do you do anything else?” The boy questioned.

“I study.”

“Jeez, you really are boring. You wanna come to a party with me? I know a guy who’ll hook us up with some coke.”

“No thanks.” Y/N rested her cheek in the palm of her hand, watching the clock closely so she could dart away as soon as the date was over.

Someone suddenly pulled up a chair in front of Y/N. “Coke is boring.” Theodore uttered, “Baking is better.”

Y/N tried to conceal her smile since she was still upset with him, but when he winked at her, she couldn’t help it.

“What are you doing here, Nott?” The Gryffindor sneered.

“I’m here to thank you for keeping my girl company.” Theodore grinned, showing off his pearly white teeth. “Now, if you’ll excuse us.” He grabbed Y/N by the wrist, tugging her out of the cafe.

“Why do you choose the shittiest guys to go out with?” Theodore asked.

Y/N lightly huffed. “It’s not like I mean to. At least they don’t walk away from me when I’m trying to talk, though.”

“You still upset with me, love?”

“You hurt my feelings, Nott.” Y/N pulled out the lone cigarette, shoving it into Theodore’s hand, before hurrying off.

He quickly placed it between his lips and lit it. “Let me explain, love!” He exclaimed, chasing after her. He breathed out a mouthful of smoke.

“Okay. Then explain.” Y/N folded her arms over her chest.

“What? Here? Now?” When Theodore saw the unamused look on Y/N’s face, he sighed. “Fine, but this is going to sound stupid.” He took another hit from his cigarette, needing all the courage he could get.

He took a deep breath. “I think you’re wonderful person and I didn’t want to risk hurting you so I tried to distance myself but that backfired and I was trying to process my feelings because I’m Theodore Nott. I don’t do relationships. But you made me want to give it a go so I got scared and that made me do stupid shit like spilling coffee on Matt or running away or allowing Matt to push me down a hill.”

Y/N furrowed her brows. “What are you trying to say?”

“I like you, Y/N! I like the way you smile and the way your eyes light up and I like how you look and me and how fond you are of baking! I like how you take the time to make me cookies because it makes me feel special! You treat me so differently from other girls and that’s how I know you aren’t just around for a hook up! I like your perfume and your hair and your outfits and the way you skip when you’re happy and how you read classic Muggle books because you want a cute teen romance!”

“You noticed all of that… about me?”

“How could I not? You have such a charming aura and I can’t stand it because no matter how much I try to deny it, I like you.”

“You really like me?” Y/N knew about Theodore’s reputation and she’d be lying if she didn’t feel the same way. But what if he was just toying with her?

“I do.”

“Okay then. Hug me!” Y/N exclaimed, confident he was joking. Theodore shrugged before embracing her tightly. “Uh… hold my hand!” He intertwined their fingers without hesitation. “Kiss me!” Y/N was sure he wouldn’t do it but when he leaned down and pecked her lips, she froze.

“Are you done? There’s a lot more things I’d do for you, Y/N.”

“Are you sure you like me? Like, really? Because what if we get married and you decide you don’t like me but we already have two kids and a cat together? Who will keep the cat? Or will we have shared custody over it?” Y/N spoke so fast Theodore could hardly understand her.

“What about the children?” He asked, tilting his head to the side.

“What about the cat, Theo?”

“I really do like you, Y/N. Believe it or not. I’m willing to give dating a try… if it makes I can date you.”

“Please don’t break my heart, Theo.”

“I won’t.”

“Can we finally drink coffee together without you running off?” Y/N questioned, which earned her a small chuckle from Theodore.

“I won’t run away this time, love. I promise.”

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daddiesdrarryy · 2 months

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Draco: I have a bad feeling about this plan

Harry: What do you mean?

Draco: Do you ever get that voice in the back of your head telling you an idea is stupid?

Harry: No?

Draco: …

Draco: Well, that explains a lot

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ellebakers · 2 years

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✭・. Dumb | Part two

Draco Malfoy x reader.

Part Two

Summary : draco malfoy, slytherin’s prince, made a bet with his friends, asking potter's sister to ne his date at the yulle nall and breaking her heart in front of the whole school.

Warning(s) : Fight, language

since their first year at hogwarts, draco malfoy and harry potter hate each other, and the hatred they have for each other has only grown when potter's little sister appeared in the second year. draco saw an opportunity to attack harry through his sister, but despite the constant mockery towards y/n, harry remained marble, it was during their fourth years that draco and his friends had the idea of launching a bet. seducing y/n potter, making fall her in love and breaking her heart, that's why draco finds himself waiting for the young potter in front of the divination room.

"this teacher is crazy." ginny weasley, your best friend exclaims as you both walk out of the classroom.

"she's passionate, it's different." you answer her while rolling your eyes.

"i'm just saying that-"

"potter." you turn smiling towards the person who called you but your smile disappears when you see that this person is malfoy.

"what do you want ?" you ask him coldly, crossing your arms over your chest, ginny behind you, ready to pounce on the blonde.

"i just wanted to know if you have an date for the yule ball." he asks you, a smirk on his face.

"why ?" you're getting impatient, you know that draco always has an idea behind his head when he comes to talk to you, and it always has the same goal, to reach your brother.

"we could go there together."

you and ginny look at each other then you look at draco, frowning.

"why do you want to go with me ?"

malfoy smiles. "i don't really want to go with you but i’m sure no one will propose to you and out of charity i-"

"charity ?!" you cut him off abruptly, which surprises him. "listen, malfoy. you're the last person i'd like to go to the ball with and for your information i already have a partner."

and just like that you take ginny's arm and lead her away from the classroom, tears in your eyes, you hold back the cry. once alone in a hallway, you let your tears run down your cheeks, your best friend hugs you while stroking your hair to relax. ginny is the only person who knows your secret. you have a crush on draco malfoy..

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

weeks had passed since your conversation with draco. you were doing your best to avoid him, and you had done pretty well, until the platinum blonde appeared in front of you as you went to the library.

"y/n can we talk ?" he asks you, but you continue to move forward without looking at him or answering him, and as you reach out to open the door, he grabs your wrist, you stop and close your eyes to avoid to look at it.

"y/n, i'm sorry." you open your eyes and meet the gaze of a sad draco. part of you is screaming at you not to trust him, but you can't help it.

"it's ok, now please i would like you to let me go."

"no it's not good, listen i... i'm really sorry. i acted like an asshole."

"it's usual." you reply, which makes draco smile, much to your surprise.

"the thing is." he looks around like he's afraid someone will hear him "i really would like to go to yulle ball with you, you. i really like you y/n. "

you are speechless, for a moment you don't answer which makes draco anxious.

"y/n?"

"yeah...um...draco that's really nice, but i can't" malfoy looks at you, hurt and a little pissed off. "because you're already going with someone ?"

you take a deep breath and then answer. "no, i can't because i know you're doing this to get to my brother."

draco looks at you with wide eyes. "no no no, i promise you. i know that between your brother and me it's not crazy love, but i really like you, and i can prove it to you. there are two weeks left before the ball ?" you nod. "so for the next two weeks i'll do everything to prove to you that i'm trustworthy."

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

and draco had kept his promise. for two weeks he accompanied you to each beginning of class, he carried your notebooks and your bag, he took you to eat near the lake, he had even started to be friendly with your brother and the rest of your friends. that's why you had agreed to go to the ball with him and that's how you find yourself admiring your reflection in the mirror of your dormitory, you wear a dark green dress with little yellow gilding that recalls the colors of your house, the dress is split on the left thigh, the neckline is plunging without being vulgar, your hair is raised in a bun with small curls falling.

"wow y/n." ginny exclaims as you enter the room, you turn to her, cheeks flushed and heart racing.

"i feel like i'm going to faint." you tell her, trying to keep calm. ginny smiles at you. "draco is really lucky." you give her a big smile and head towards the great hall.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

when you get there, ginny hugs you and heads for neville. as for you, you scan the room for draco, all eyes are on you because the whole school knows that malfoy is your date for tonight. as for the boy, he's nowhere, so you decide to wait for him near the table where the drinks are. you wait five minutes, then twenty, and when you start to lose patience and decide to go to the slytherin common room, harry rushed towards you.

"y/n come we're leaving..." you look at your big brother, frowning. "harry, why do you want to leave ?" while asking him, your gaze falls on a platinum blond head just behind your brother, a few meters away, you are about to go see draco, but you stop dead when you see what he has on his arm. rather, who's got his arm. pansy parkinson.

seeing your expression, harry lowered his head. "y/n i'm sorry. he’s not worth it. come let's dance." he gently takes your hand but you violently pull it away and walk towards draco, angry and hurt, seeing you coming, pansy starts laughed and whispered something in malfoy's ear.

"what the fuck draco." the blonde has a mixed expression, he looks victorious but also ashamed, but he smirked and answers you. "oh y/n, sorry but i preferred to come with pansy." the brunette looks at you with a smirk.

"is that your excuse ? i've been waiting for merlin knows how many minutes. i was afraid something happened to you—" you stop, you've said too much, draco watch with confusion and relief as the fact that you care about him touches him. but when pansy cleared her throat, he blinked several times before saying. "i don't know what you imagined potter. you really need to stop obsessing over me." several members of slytherin laughed, which caught everyone's attention, now almost all the students and teachers are watching you.

"me ? obsessed with you ? YOU asked me to be your date malfoy, why are you-"

"potter it was just a bet." pansy chimed in.

you then stop talking. you look at draco, then pansy, then the rest of slytherin house bursting into laughter. you look around and see hundreds of looks of pity from everyone, you feel the tears well up, but you bite your cheek to keep from crying, you take a deep breath and speak to draco.

"see i really thought you were a good person, but in fact you're just a little daddy's boy, an arrogant asshole who seeks his daddy's approval and love, but he doesn't care. he will never love you, no one will ever love you." you know it's mean but you don't care and you feel a pride when you see draco's hurt look. soon a smirk appears on his face.

"at least my father is still alive." you hear people gasp and before you have time to understand what is happening, your hand comes crashing against the blonde's cheek.

"fuck you."

you decide to leave but before that, you turn to pansy and add. "oh, don't imagine too many things. if i am a bet, you are nothing. he told me that he preferred to jump from the top of the astronomy tower rather than kiss you." hearing this, pansy abruptly pushed herself away from draco and looks at him with tears in her eyes, the boy is not paying attention to her, he is looking at you, his cheek flushed from the slap you gave him, he knows he's gone too far and blames himself.

you turn your back to them and walk towards the lake, so you can cry quietly, ginny and harry tried to come with you but you told them you wanted to be alone. what you don't know is that draco left the ball too to find you and apologize.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

you're sitting on the floor, your knees pull up to your chest, the tears keep flowing, your makeup is ruined but you don't care, you just want to let all the hate and pain out. as you shiver from the cold, you hear footsteps behind you and when you turn around, you meet cedric diggory's eyes.

"hi." he whispers, a tender look.

"hi."

he sits next to you.

"cedric, i'm not really good company." the brunette let out a tender laugh before looking at you. "i thought you might need a shoulder to cry on, so here i am."

you smile at him while trying to hold back the tears, and a shiver escapes your mouth, hearing that, cedric gets up and takes off his suit jacket, then puts it on your shoulders and sits down again, this time a little closer to you. you thank him and lay your head on his shoulder. "thanks cedric, but cho has to wait for you."

"oh i'll let your brother take care of her, i think she's in good hands."

you let out a laugh, which makes cedric smile. and you two stay like that, glued to each other, your head on his shoulder, his arm on your lap, from the outside, you look like a young couple in love, that's why draco, who is watching you from the yard, feels a wave of jealousy come over him, and decides that from tonight he will do whatever is in his power to win you back.

#draco x you #draco malfoy #draco malfoy x gryffindor #draco malfoy x reader #draco malfoy x y/n #draco malfoy x you

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