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Day 27: Keeping Quiet - Draco Malfoy

Kinktober Day 27: Keeping Quiet - Draco Malofy x f!reader

Tags: 18+ readers only, smut, potter!sister, secret relationship, closet sex, nearly caught, hand over mouth, slight size kink, hard sex, creampie,  nicknames, no use of y/n

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The corridor was busier than you’d ever seen it before as it seemed that hundreds of students had descended on it at the exact same moment, trying to push and shove each other out of the way to attend different classes in locations across the school.

This was always the worst part of your day trying to get through this stupid corridor, the hustle and bustle of students only caring about themselves as they rushed past, it was beyond frustrating.

You’d not even made it halfway down the corridor after trying to get through for what felt like a lifetime, huffing as another kid elbowed you as you ran past. Your blood was beginning to boil with frustration, if one more person hit you, you couldn’t be held accountable for your actions.

Of course, it was at this exact moment that a warm hand gripped your upper arm, harshly pulling your body in another direction. You didn’t even have time to shove them off before you realised that you were being thrown into a store cupboard that consisted of a single bucket and mop in the corner, that you hadn’t even realised that you’d been standing next to, the person who held your arm following close behind.

The stranger's hand gripping your arm continued to push until your back was against the stone wall and another hand was being forced against your mouth, cutting off any words of confusion you were about to shout.

“Shh Potter, don’t want to get caught now do we?” Malfoy looked down at you with a smirk on his cunning face, his perfectly styled blonde hair swept back like it usually was.

Smiling against his palm, you gripped his wrist and eased it away so you could speak, tone low, “really Malfoy? Anyone could walk in here, I mean anyone could have seen us come in here!”

He chuckled darkly, almost in a condescending tone that had you rolling your eyes, “but no one did see us and no one is going to come in here so stop worrying we’ve only got a few minutes”.

You wanted to argue against him but adrenaline started to pulse through your body at the sheer idea of being so close to being caught and getting away with it, it was filthy but that was Draco for you, he was always doing impulsive things, getting off on the idea of being caught.

Before your mind could overthink the situation, you’d reached beneath your knee-length skirt and began taking off your underwear, handing them to Draco who tucked them into his back pocket like he always did.

Without another word shared between you, you hiked your leg up Draco's lean body, hooking it around his waist as he unzipped his trousers, reaching in and pulling his already hard cock out in a swift motion.

Leaning his forehead against yours, bending his knees to he could line his cock with your awaiting cunt, his tip brushed against your hole, both of you sucking in a needy breath.

“Hurry up Draco” you moaned, bucking your hips closer, arms settling around his shoulder to better hold you up. The Slytherin smirked at your needy responses and simultaneously kissed you whilst pushing in his length, absorbing your moans into his mouth to keep you quiet, he knew this would be a difficult challenge for you to do.

Draco didn’t waste time once he felt you had relaxed to his size, his hips moving fast, one hand bracing against the wall over your head whilst the other helped to keep your leg high up his body.

You clung to him desperately, head tilting to deepen the kisses, wanting him closer, feeling the heat radiating from his skin as he fucked you in the store cupboard.

Pulling back from the kiss so you could suck in a breath, Draco grinned down at you as the noise outside of the cupboard seemed to increase, somehow more students arriving only adding to the danger.

This was the exact moment that he fucked harder, his pubis brushing against your clit causing an ungodly moan to leave your lips. Luckily Draco saw it coming and quickly covered your mouth once again with his hand, ducking his face against your neck, and licking along the sensitive skin there.

“You need to be quieter than that Potter - fuck you feel so tight” he closed his eyes in concentration as your cunt clenched at his words.

Reaching up, your hands delved into his hair, finding a spark of pleasure from messing up his perfectly styled hair, Draco grunted at your actions, slowing his thrusts to pound deeply with his cock causing you to smack back against the wall.

Pulling his head down, you were now touching foreheads again looking deep into his grey eyes, your eyes pleading for him to keep going, the tension building in your core, almost like a tingling, tightening sensation that spread from your cunt and down your thighs.

Draco seemed to be slipping towards his orgasm too as he began pumping in and out of you quicker, almost desperately. He was always so in control of every situation but every time he was close to cuming his mask would slip slightly, mouth gaping open, legs shaking with adrenaline.

You were thankful for Draco’s hand that remained over your mouth as without it, you knew you would have screamed out as your orgasm pulsed through your body, and definitely would have been caught by everyone outside.

Your grip on his hair was impossibly tight, knees trembling from the position as the waves slowly dispersed, and your whole body relaxed from the post-orgasmic bliss. Draco’s thrusts became sporadic as his balls tightened to his body, cock hardening and then his cum was soaking into your cunt.

Draco wasn’t as loud as you when he came, a brief heavy breath and a full-body shiver was his only indication that he was coating you with his seed.

Pulling out, you felt his and your juices dripping down your thighs. Draco made quick work of stepping back and sorting himself out, waving his wand to wipe away any stains, running a hand through his messy hair to straighten it back to how it was and finally zipping himself back up.

You however were not so quick, still holding onto the wall for support in the cramped store cupboard, clothes scrunched up and body trembling slightly.

Not another word was passed between the two of you, Draco simply kissed your forehead in a rare show of emotions before casually exiting the store cupboard, rejoining the crowd that was still heavily present in the hallway.

Taking a breath, you pulled your wand out from your sleeve, swallowing harshly, before beginning to clean yourself. It took a few minutes to make yourself presentable again which was enough time for you to exit back into the crowd for no one to hopefully notice that Draco had just left there, a frustrated sigh leaving you as students still were packed like sardines in the school corridor.

[sunnylands-world]

His enemy my lover 8

Pairing: Draco Malfoy x fem reader

Summary: being Harry potter's sister means nothing to anyone unless you're used as a way to harm him. What if someone else thinks you mean something?

Word count: 330

Warning: angst, fluff, implied smut

Universe: Harry Potter

A/n: as promised here's part 8 of his enemy my lover I know, I know I took forever to Post it I'm sorry 😔

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You're left in the stuffy dungeon that reeks of dead bodies and piss. your stomach empty to the point it doesn't even growl anymore like it knows you can't get food. your throat is stripped and raw from screaming and crying. they occasionally brought you a small cup of water with scraps meant for dogs. you were sure you smelled as bad as this cell and it made you feel numb and helpless, all this did. The door is pulled and in comes your friend. "Come on, the dark lord is ready for you," he says, gripping your arm. you're pushed up the steps, hearing him grumbling about you. Your weakened body is then tossed to the floor as you look around seeing- "Harry Potter you have two options, stay here I kill you and we all live happily ever after or continue to fight and I'll kill your precious sister."Voldemort breaths against Harry's face.

His breath is probably as bad as his teeth.

Draco's eyes slip tears when he hears Harry's options. he had no idea you'd be kept down there, let alone offered like this. your bones showing, hair thin, frizzy and jumbled up on your head. Harry looks at you, his eyebrows Join and a disgusted look stares back at you. "kill her" he rushes. Draco's eyes widen and then all hell breaks loose as the golden trio and others appear. ropes of light shoot back in forth. you lower before Harry rushes over. "come on now" he calls but you shake your head tears rolling down your dirt smudged face. "no I'm not leaving with you after what you said" your voice shakes. "I only said it because you're practically dying now I–" you slap his face glasses falling sideways. "Harry hurry!" Hermione calls. Harry frowns stepping back before a hand pulls you through an exit and the last face you see is Harry's glare.

He knew what side you chose as she saved you…

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Pure-Blood Potter: Chapter 19

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Draco Malfoy x Fem!Potter!Reader (Eventually)

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Word count: 2420

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I stayed quiet the rest of the walk to our next class. I couldn’t stop thinking about Harry’s future, and about what Theo told me. I looked up to see Pansy laughing at something Draco said and he looked proud. I quietly sighed and looked back down at my books. I gently shook my head and tried my best to get excited about our next clas since I loved Magical Creatures and Hagrid was sure to be good at teaching us. We were walking down the hill to Hagrid’s hut and I smiled slightly. All the students were gathered around his home and you could hear them chatting from half-way up the hill. 

“That’s it. Come on, now. Come closer. Less talking, if you don’t mind.” Hagrid said and the students shushed eachother. 

“I’ve got a real treat for you today. A great lesson. So follow me.” He said and I heard Draco scoff and looked up to see him rolling his eyes. Hagrid led us into the forest and the students were all talking the whole way. I was quiet and my friends didn’t see to notice. 

“Right, you lot. Less chattering.” Hagrid said as he turned to face us. 

“Form a group over there.” He said pointing to a tree that was near a broken stone wall. 

“And open your books to page 49.” He added before he walked away. 

“Exactly how do we do that?” Draco asked with an attitude. 

“Well, just stroke the spine, of course. Goodness me.” Hagrid said before walking off. Draco did as he said and gave Hagrid retreating figure an unconvinced expression. I rolled my eyes slightly and followed the rest of the students along the wall. We all opened our books but poor Neville got ttacked by his. Some students laughed as they passed him. 

“I think they’re funny.” Hermione said to Harry. 

“Oh yeah, terribly funny! Really witty!” Draco teased. Hermione turned to him with an annoyed look on her face. 

“God, this place has gone to the dogs! Wait until my Father hears tht Dumbledore’s got this oaf teaching classes!” Draco scoffed. Vincent and Gregory both laughed and Pansy was smirking. I rolled my eyes, but kept my mouth shut. 

“Shut up, Malfoy.” Harry said as he walked towards Draco. My eyes widened slightly as the boys oooed teasingly at my half-brother. Draco handed Vincent his bag and dropped it without waiting for him to take it. He sauntered up to Harry with a smirk on his face. He took a step back and looked up behind Harry. I looked at him confused as he kept backing up. 

“D-Dementor! Dementor!” He pointed into the air and some students gasped. Harry turned around quickly and I froze up. I felt my breathing quicken and my chest begin to get tight. Draco laughed with everyone and they all put on their robe hoods. 

“Oooo.” They all did while wiggling their fingers. Hermione grabbed Harry and rolled her eyes at them. Blaise gently nudged me and I looked up at him. He looked down at me worridly and I forced a smile. Luckily Hagrid came back and cleared his throat to get everyone’s attention. 

“Da-da-da-da!” He hummed and I looked at the creature with wide eyes and a smile. 

“Isn’t he beautiful?” Hagrid asked and tossed him a ferret 

“Say hello to Buckbek.” He said as the creature ate his treat. 

“Hagrid, exactly what is that?” Ron asked. 

“That, Ron, is a Hippogriff. First thing you want to know about Hippogriffs is that they’re very proud creatures. Very easily offended. You do not want to insult a hippogriff. It may just be the last thing you ever do.” He stressed. 

“Now…” He clapped. 

“Who’d like to come and say hello?” He asked and turend around. Everyone stepped back in fear except for Harry, I was pulled back by Blaise. 

“Well done, Harry. Well done.” Hagrid said as he turned back around. Harry looked back confused and hesitantly took a step forward. 

“Come on now.” Hagrid said and Ron pushed him. 

“Why’d you pull me back?” I frowned at Blaise. 

“Because I’m not letting you go near that thing with the state you’re in.” He said and I huffed. 

“I’m fine…” I mumbled. 

“Sure you are.” He said. 

“You have to let him make the first move. It’s only polite.” Hagrid said. 

“So, you step up, give him a nice bow, then you wiat and see if he bows back. And if he does, you can go and touch him. And if not… well, we’ll get to that later.” Hagrid explained the rules. 

“Now, just make your bow. Nice and low.” He instructed Harry. The Hippogriff started squawking and flapping it’s wings. 

“Back off, Harry! Back off!” Hagrid said quickly. Harry started backing up and he snapped a twig which made some students jump. 

“Keep still.” Hagrid said. Harry lifted his head to look at the creature. 

“Keep still.” Hagrid said again. The Hippogriff bowed back and Hagrid chuckled. 

“Well done, Harry. Well done.” He said and tossed Buckbeak another ferret. 

“Eh, ya big brute, you.” He said to the creature. Harry stopped up and you could see he was breathing heavily. 

“Right, now I think you can go and pat him now.” Hagrid said and Harry’s head snapped to him. 

“Go on. Don’t be shy.” Hagrid said and Harry slowly made his way to the Hippogriff. Draco and the boys shoved some students out of the way. Pansy was of course right behind him. Blaise wrapped an arm around my shoulder and pulled me a bit closer to him. 

“Forget about them.” He whispered and I sighed. 

“Nice and slow now. Nice and slow. Not so fast, Harry.” Hagrid said as Harry lifted his arm to reach for Buckbeak. The Hippogriff squawked at him and stomped his hoof. I gasped and gripped onto Blaise’s arm. I notice Hermione do the same to Ron. Draco looked back at us and glared, but I paid no mind to him. I couldn’t stop thinking about Harry’s bloody tea leaves… Harry slowed down and stopped out of fear. 

“Now let him come to you.” Hagrid said. Buckbeak sniffed Harry, but let him touched him. 

“Well done!” Hagrid said as he started clapping. The other students joined in and I smiled at Harry. 

“Isn’t it going to fly?” Draco asked Gregory. 

“I think he may let you ride him now.” Hagrid said as he walked over to Harry. 

“What!?” Harry asked, clearly worried. 

“Come on.” Hagrid said as he lifted Harry. 

“Hey! Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey! Ha-Hagrid!” Harry said, freaking out a bit. 

“Just behind the wing joint.” Hagrid said as he placed Harry on the Hippogriff. Buckbeak squawked as Harry was placed down. 

“Don’t pull out any of his fethers, cause he won’t thank you for that.” Hagrid said as he walked to the other side. He smacked Buckbeak on the but and he reared up. He started running in our direction and then flew off into the air. We all watched in awe as Harry flew around us. He flew off to somewhere we couldn’t see, but he soon came back to land. 

“Well done, Harry! And well done, Buckbeak!” Hagrid said. 

“That was wicked, Harry!” Someone cheered. 

“Oh, please!” Draco said, getting up from his spot on the tree root. He pushed his way through some students and stormed over towards Buckbeak. 

“Yes, you’re not dangerous at all, are you, you great ugly brute?” Draco said and my eyes widened. My breath was caught in my throat and Blaise held me back. 

“Malfoy! No!” Hagrid said. Buckbeak got up on his hind legs and Draco looked up at him. Students started screaming and running off. Buckbeak slashed at Draco and luckily he covered his face with his right arm. He yelled out in pain and I struggled in Blaise’s arms. 

“Buckbeak!” Hagrid scolded and got in-between him and Draco. 

“Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Buckbeak!” He shouted at the creature. He pulled off a ferret and tossed it away from Draco. 

“Away you silly creature.” He said. 

“Oh, it’s killed me! It’s killed me!” Draco said, being dramatic as always. 

“Calm down! It’s-It’s just a scratch!” Hagrid said, freaking out a bit. 

“Hagrid! He has to be taken to the hospital.” Hermione shouted, trying to get him to get control. 

“I’m the teacher. I’ll do it.” Hagrid said and lifted Draco up. Draco dramatically whimpered in his arms. 

“Oh, you’re gonna regret this.” Draco said. 

“Class dismissed.” Hagrid shouted. 

“You and your bloody chicken!” Draco added. 

“I’ll come too! Draco will-” 

“Y/N will go with you, Professor.” Blaise said, cutting off Pansy. He let go of me and grabbed onto her. I looked at him shocked and he gently pushed me forward. 

“Yes, well, come on now.” Hagrid said, clearly worried. I quickly gathered my things and followed Hagrid to the hospital wing. 

“Oh it hurts so much!” Draco whined. Hagrid looked at me with pleading eyes and I nodded. 

“It’ll be alright, Dray.” I said and gently grabbed onto his hand. He looked at me and I gave him a smile. He gripped my hand a bit tighter and hardly whimpered the rest of the way there. Hagrid explained to Madam Pomfrey what happened and she sighed. Draco was placed on the bed and as soon as his hand left mine he was whimpering again. Madam Pomfrey looked at me and I nodded. I sat at Draco’s side and held his hand. My heart swelled with the contact and I did my best to suppress my blush. We’ve done this millions of times, but now that I know how I feel about him everything feels different. Draco gripped my hand tightly as Madam Pomfey cared for his wound. His Father had walked in at one point and demanded to know what happened. Once Draco told him, he looked angry. 

“I’ll take care of it.” Lucius said. Draco nodded and Lucius spared one last look at us before storming out of the room. Once Madam Pompfey  was finished she wrapped up his arm and he was free to go. Draco and I returned to classes. 

Later that day, Draco and I were walking alone together. Our friends were already in the Great Hall. Draco held my hand as walked. 

“I never thanked you for coming with me yesterday, love.” He said with a smile. 

“Oh, of cours, Dray.” I said and he squeezed my hand a bit. 

“It was bearable with you there.” He said and I giggled slightly. 

“I think you’re just being dramatic.” I said and he rolled his eyes, but still smiled. 

“Never.” He said and it was my turn to roll my eyes. Right as we walked into the Great Hall Draco let go of my hand and started walking towards our friends. I watched him sit right next to Pansy and her eyes lit up. I sighed and decided to go sit with Hermione, Harry, and Ron. 

“May I sit here?” I asked and they smiled. 

“Of course, Y/N.” Harry said. I took a seat next to Ron and got my books out. I was ready to do some homework and get my mind off everything. 

“Does it hurt terribly, Draco?” Pansy asked, making the four of us look over at them. 

“It comes and it goes. Still, I consider myself lucky. According to Madam Pomfrey, another minute or two, and I, uh, could’ve lost my arm. I couldn’t possibly do any homework for weeks.” He lied and I rolled my eyes. 

“Listen to the idiot. He’s really laying it on thick, isn’t he?” Ron said and I sighed. 

“Yeah, but at least Hagrid didn’t get fired.” Harry said. 

“Yeah, but I heard Draco’s Father’s furious. We haven’t heard the end of this.” Hermione said. 

“I can try my best to damage control.” I suggested and they smiled. 

“He’s been sighted! He’s been sighted!” Seamus shouted into the quiet hall. He came over to our table and slammed a news paper onto the table. 

“Who?” Ron asked. 

“Sirius Black!” Seamus answered. We slid closer to look at the paper. 

“Dufftown!? That’s not far from here.” Hermione read. 

“Y-You don’t think he’d come to Hogwarts, do you?” Neville asked. 

“With dementors at every entrance?” Someone asked. 

“Dementors! He’s already slipped past them once, hasn’t he? Who’s to say he won’t do it again?” Seamus said. 

“That’s right. Black could be anywhere. It’s like trying to catch smoke. Like trying to catch smoke with your bare hands.” Another student said and I saw Harry’s face looking worried. 

“Perhaps we should just get back to studying.” I suggested and slid back over to my books. The other student scattered back to their books and I could tell Harry was distracted the rest of the class. I looked back and saw that Draco didn’t even notice I wasn’t with them. I sighed and looked back to see the three friends looked at me with worried expressions. 

“Are you alright?” Hermione asked and I shrugged. 

“I’m fine.” I said and looked back down. 

“You don’t need them anyway.” Harry said and I just nodded, not interested in talking about it anymore. I heard Hermione smack Harry and glanced up. 

“Maybe you should talk about it, you might feel better.” Ron suggested. 

“I don’t want them over-hearing…” I whispered. They looked over and Harry scoffed. 

“I think Malfoy and Parkinson are too distracted with each other.” He said and I sighed. 

“Yeah… that’s the problem…” I mumbled. 

“I’m sorry, Y/N…” Hermione said and I shrugged. 

“I hope he’s happy with her…” I whispered and just looked down at my books. 

*3rd Person POV* 

Y/N and the golden trio didn’t know that Blaise, Crabbe, and Goyle were all listening to their conversation. The three friends looked at Draco and Pansy with a glare. Y/N had hardly been spending time with them anymore and they all knew it was because of them. They knew something was wrong the second Y/N didn’t show up to sit with them on the train. Everyone though she was just spending time with Cedric, but Blaise knew where you probably were. He was proven right when she came to sit with them and told them about the attack that she was also involved in. The three friends looked at each other and silently agreed that they would make it their mission to get you back.

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[luminousnectar]

dragonhearted - chapter one

I flip the cards in my hands, humming softly to myself. Smoke billows freely from my stick of incense, filling my room with the earthy scent of patchouli. Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon have long since gone to sleep, allowing me a brief moment to myself, and my work.  

I shuffle the cards, then split the deck. I draw one out, then repeat. Shuffle, split, draw. Shuffle, split, draw. I set my deck aside and set my cards in front of me, face down. I gaze at them, shifting the one on the left into the center.

There. That feels right.

I just need a reading today. Time to think of myself, if only for a second. Time to reflect. I flip over the first card, the one today representing my past.

An upside-down High Priestess. 

I suck in a breath through my teeth, keeping my eyes trained on the forlorn woman gazing up at me. She blinks, very slowly, before picking up her scroll and turning away from me.

An upside-down High Priestess represents hidden things- secrets. Sometimes what others keep from you, sometimes what you keep from yourself. Even with all I’ve learned about myself and my life, the cards still speak to secrets in my past, tucked in the deep recesses of my mind. 

I turn my attention to the middle card, flipping it over carefully. An upright Wheel of Fortune sits right in the middle of the card. I can’t help but smile. Change. The Wheel of Fortune speaks to change.

My door creaks open behind me, and I turn. My brother stands in the doorway, his hair disheveled and his eyes alight.

“Gather your things quickly, Jaylene,” he says in a hushed voice. “Mad-Eye’s here.”

*.·:·.☽✧    ✦    ✧☾.·:·.*

My hair tangles in the cool night air as we soar through the streets. My knees grip tightly to my broom, Harry’s old Nimbus2000. Despite Quidditch being his sport of choice, I’ve flown up in the air no more than four times. I prefer my two feet planted firmly on the ground.

“This way!” Mad-Eye calls to the group. He guides us lower to the ground, landing us in front of a Muggle neighborhood. I settle my bag onto the ground and tug my backpack a little bit closer to me, watching as Mad-Eye approaches the buildings. The few people around me chuckle to themselves. 

“What’s he doing?” Harry mumbles.

With a flick of his wrist, the buildings in front of us shutter before coming to life. Slowly, they scrape against the Earth, separating as if he were Moses and they were his sea. Mad-Eye turns to us, a slight smirk on his face. “Fidelius Charm.”

We follow the group into the newly formed building, and as I enter I feel the world shift beneath my feet as I disappear once again. To the outside world, I am one hundred percent hidden. And I could never be happier.

“Come with me, Jaylene,” Mad-Eye says gruffly. Harry and I stare at each other as I’m ushered away, and I can’t help but feel guilty as I leave my brother all alone.

A dining room is what I’m sent into, and I can’t help but think of how cozy it feels. Wooden chairs line an oval table. Wallpaper is faded on the walls, and dotted with pictures. And sitting at the head of that table is none other than my dear godfather, Sirius Black.

My things are forgotten immediately as I rush into his embrace. He is everything familiar, everything I have missed, everything I have wanted when trapped in that house with Petunia and Vernon. He is hope lit upon cigarettes, piles of sugar honeying his words. He cups my head in his hand, and all of the sudden, I feel like crying. 

“I’ve missed you,” I whisper.

“Oh, my Dragon,” he hums, “I’ve missed you too.”

I hold onto him, perhaps a second too long, before I allow my hand to fall and I step back from his arms. He pulls a seat out for me, and sits himself. His warm small falls, and he clears his throat. “Jaylene,” he says, very slowly. He deliberates over his words, his eyes focused not on me but a small wooden knot in the table. “I’m sure you’re very curious as to why you’ve been brought here, and I know you have many questions.”

I laugh weakly. “It’s not very often that I’m taken to the streets in the middle of the night and taken to a strange house.”

“We…” He motions to the building around him. “I- I am a member of what is left of the Order of the Phoenix.”

“Order of the Phoenix,” I repeat, the words rolling off my tongue with a sweet satisfying taste.

“And the purpose of the Order- our main goal is to take down Voldemort.”

Oh. I’m in shock, but as it runs through my mind, it makes more and more sense. Of course he- and people just like him- are willing to lay everything on the line to fight the worst evil of our generation. I smile, just a tiny bit. For the first time, I’m being told about something first? My brother, a historical enemy of Voldemort, is always everyone's first pick. But here and now, I’m being chosen first.

If I were a more vain girl, I’d feel a sick sort of satisfaction. But I cannot, because the weight of Sirius’s words are heavy on me. “Are you sure? You do realize that Harry would be much more help to you than I-”

“No Jaylene.” Sirius places his hand over me. “We need you to do this. And it won’t be easy. It’ll, truly, be horrible. But I believe in you. I believe you can do it.”

My eyebrows draw together, and something, deep in my mind, whispers that something is horribly wrong. “What do you want me to do exactly?”

Sirius runs his hands over his face, sighing. “Being a Slytherin, you often come in close contact with Draco Malfoy, correct?”

My heart jumps.

Draco Malfoy. My brother’s school nemesis. Angry with his friends, his family, the world. I’m hardly a blip in his friend group, but in all my interactions with him I’ve seen who he truly is. A broken, scarred boy stuck in the body of a man. 

He is pitiful. And I cry for him for it. 

“Yes, I don’t know if he would consider me a friend but I’m often floating around his friend group,” I tell Sirius.

“We- if you’re willing, of course- would like to ask you to be a double agent for us,” Sirius says. “We don’t know entirely what it would entail now. You could- if you got close enough to Draco, there’s a possibility you could be cursed with that blasted Mark.”

The world begins to spin in front of my eyes. “The Mark? Sirius, that’s-”

“Sirius Black!” Mrs. Weasley bustles into the room, a scowl on her face. “She’s just a little girl. She doesn’t need to be hearing about this, and she most certainly doesn’t need to be involved! Especially like that, you know Severus already…” She storms off, muttering under her breath.

Sirius turns back to me. “It’s your choice, Dragon. But you would be helping tremendously if you could even grow close to the Malfoy boy.”

I rise to my feet. I need to think. I need a moment, a moment, all I asked for mere hours ago when I was working with my cards. “I’ll be back later,” I tell him, picking up my things and heading towards the kitchen door.

“Take your time,” he calls after me. “And don’t rush a decision. We can’t have you hurt over a decision not deliberated.”

I drag my things through the house. I weave through people both familiar and not. I’m offered small smiles and timid greetings, but the look on my face surely wards people off from trying to speak to me any further. At the top of the staircase, I’m greeted with an extensive hallway, doors lining each side.

Great.

I glance in one, and see an absolute mess of a room. Shorts are flung onto the floor, bedsheets are bunched up at the very end. Despite the lack of signs, I know immediately that Fred and George must be staying there. I walk past with a small smile. That’s the twins I know.

Hoo, hoo.

I look towards the end of the hallway, where a door hangs open. I hear it again- a soft coo echoes through the hall. I would know that sound anywhere. I bolt down the hall and, sitting in the open window of the room at the end of the hall, is none other than my owl, Johannas.

“Oh goodness, fella, how did you find me?” I set my things down on the small bed, a layer of dust flying into the air. I turn on the kerosene lamp, the small flame flickering to life in the dark room. It illuminates the silky black feathers of my owl. His round amber eyes focus on me, and he tilts his head slightly to the side.

“Hedwig just arrived as well,” Harry says softly. I turn to my brother, forcing a small smile just for him. “I’m glad they were able to find us,” he continues, rubbing the spot of his arm right below where his sleeve ends. 

“Did they tell you why we’re here?” I ask, curious as to if he was given a task, just like I was.

“I’m the reason we’re here, Jay.” Harry takes a seat on my bed, wincing as it creaks underneath his weight. “I have to go to the Ministry. I used magic the other day-”

“Oh, Harry.” “Yes, I know.” He huffs. “There were Dementors. I had to do something or I was going to die.”

I suck in a breath. All this, happening under the same roof I lived in day after day, and I had no idea. A pain of guilt hits my stomach. “I’m so sorry, Harry, I had no idea,” I say quietly.

Harry shakes his head, running his fingers through his mop of black hair. “It’s okay. A lot has been going on recently. I don’t expect you to keep up with everything.”

His words do little to erase my guilt. I sit down beside him and wrap my arms around my stomach, and give a little squeeze. Through my guilt, though, I do realize one thing; he wasn’t brought here to help out the Order of the Phoenix. He wasn’t given a secret mission.

That “honor” lies only with me

↠ ↠ chapter two

[redhoodie1723]

“Harry, however, had never been less interested in Quidditch; he was rapidly becoming obsessed with Draco Malfoy.”

I just KNOW HBP Ron was SICK and TIRED of Harry

[teddypickerry]

𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐘𝐎𝐔.

pairing: draco malfoy x fem! ravenclaw potter reader!

word count: 1.8k

warnings: language & mentions of harassment!

summary: after being verbally harassed by cormac mclaggen, your secret boyfriend draco must come to your rescue.

IT WAS A dull evening at hogwarts. nothing that shocked draco malfoy. he was used to being bored of the castle, he was too familiar with the grounds after being here so many years. nothing excited him anymore. except for seeing his girlfriend, y/n. which only happened during the late hours of the early morning and late evening. when it was silent throughout the castle, and no one could find either of you sharing spit atop the astronomy tower. your boyfriend’s personal favorite spot.

it was exactly two minutes into dinner that draco noticed you were missing from your own table. he had been glancing in your normal direction every chance he got but your friends were blocking his view. so, when he finally noticed the empty spot his eyebrows furrowed. he shook it off immediately, knowing you and how you probably were off attempting to receive a few extra house points. or maybe you were off with hagrid. or maybe, even, you lost track of time lost in a good book. that must have been it, he had convinced himself as he took another bite of his meal.

it was a few minutes later that he started to worry. he had noticed your brother, harry, missing along with a few of your best friends. draco had only assumed the group of you were off doing something he would disapprove of. theo’s voice was in his ear as if he cared, the entire duration of dinner. not that draco was paying any bit of attention as he stared off at your empty seat. trying to contemplate what to do or what to think.

“mate, what’s up with you? did ya’ hear what i told you- about that hufflepuff girl?” theo had slapped his shoulder as he tilted his head. blaise’s eyes were also locked on the silent blonde, lorenzo’s as well. draco turned slightly to face theo in an annoying manner. “no, i didn’t. and i don’t want to.”

the curly headed brunette held up his hands in innocence as he turned to face his own plate, eating his sandwhich. it was blaise’s turn to care as he watched his best friend stare off into eternity. “draco-“

draco caught none of the rest of the conversation as the sight of two of your friends entering the great hall caught his eye. there was a distraught look on both of their faces as they spoke to one another in hushed voices. okay, now he was worried. he was about to rise when he started to get into his own head. if you were completely fine, he didn’t want to embarrass you or him by exposing your private relationship. the two of you had fought hard to make it secret, and he didn’t want to blow it. you being a potter and him being a malfoy and the two of you dating would break every standard ever made. draco hated your brother and your family with every bone in his body - or so you thought.

when fifth year came round, and the two of you were partnered together in charms class, you soon learned that he wasn’t that unbearable. he, the same. months later, the two of you had been dating for just a few months - friends for nearly a year. all private due to the sake of disownement on either halves of your families. yeah, it hurt to watch you dance with fred weasley at the yule ball. or not be able to tell you that you looked pretty when he saw you at breakfast. or simply take you on dates to hogsmede. he knew how much you adored butterbeer, he just wished he could witness it for himself.

and with that, he stood. draco could hear his friends call his name as he made his way out of the great hall and to the staircase. the slytherin knew how risky he was being considering there was a very good chance you weren’t even at your dorm. but most of the students were at dinner, so he took that as a leap of faith. it was several flights of stairs to get to the ravenclaw tower. the tallest tower in the entire school.

draco had only been to your dorm room once, to drop you off after you had a bit too much fire whiskey. but every other time you had seen one another was meeting at the astronomy tower or in the library, or outside the castle on the grounds. he knew which one was yours though, he had paid first years to get you flowers twice before. once when you were ill and the second time just… because, he’s draco malfoy and he’s your boyfriend.

he entered the tower after answering the riddle, he wished all entrances had a riddle rather a secret word. draco of course believed he would answer them correctly everytime, he was just so clever. he entered the house common room cautiously, not wanting to explain to head of house professor flitwick why he was sneaking around ravenclaw dorms. the dark blue aura, the painted stars on the ceiling, the several book shelves - it all lay silent as he sighed in relief at the emptiness.

draco immediately made his way to the right staircase and walked up it too quickly, anxiously. he reached the top only to spot your brother and your friend stood outside your door. his too expensive shoes creaked too loudly against the darkened wooden final step, causing both heads to turn in his direction. he didn’t even bother hiding it at this point. “malfoy, get out of here.”

“shut it, potter.” draco rolled his eyes as he shoved passed him and pressed his head against the door. “what are you even doing here?” harry questioned as draco ignored his choice of words. “y/n, it’s me.”

that was all you needed to hear to open the door ever so slightly so you could grab him. in which you did, shoving him in your dorm room as you shut the door behind him. he furrowed his eyebrows as to why you were locked in you room with your brother and friend stood outside. you sat back down on the floor, the back of your head pressed against the edge of your bed. draco took a breath before he sat down beside you, inspecting you quickly.

your eyes seemed puffy and slightly red. you looked upset, even more upset then when you found out you couldn’t get tickets for your favorite because you had the O.W.L.S. his heart broke in several different patterns which soon turned to anger as he knew this was nothing. who hurt you?” “y/n-“

“what is malfoy doing in there? get away from my sister you-“

“silenceo.” y/n casted softly making the words of her brother now, silent. you turned to draco as it all seemed to click in your mind. “merlin’s beard, dray. you- you’re here. harry knows you’re here. no, oh no.”

“darling,” draco spoke softly as he leaned his face closer to your own. your eyes landing directly on his own light ones. “i don’t care about that right now. what’s going on, hm?”

you shook your head as you wiped the dry tears from earlier off of your face, provoking redness to come to the surface. he sighed as he tilted his head, his cold finger tracing your jaw. his whole hand cupped the side of your face as it fell into his hand sadly. “pretty girl, what’s wrong?”

“i-“ your voice cracked as you took a deep breath. “i was leaving quidditch practice and cormac…” your voice trailed off as you sniffled. “he started going on about how good i was in the game. and how he knew i was good at other things… i asked him to leave me alone and he kept going on.”

you could feel draco’s hand harden underneath your face, as if he whole body tensed. “he was saying the things he wanted to do to me and-“ your voice cracked as your hand reached to hold onto draco’s arm. “he just kept talking and talking and tried to follow me to my dorm and i kept telling him to get away from me and then he tried to-“

“i’m going to fucking avara his fat ass,” draco spit as he watched a tear drip down your cheek and into his own hand. the dorm remained silent as he placed his free hand through your hair, something that he learned calmed you down ages ago. he felt maimed knowing he couldn’t have stopped cormac, or at least wasn’t with you to walk you back to your dorm like any normal boyfriend. or that he couldn’t have been at the practice to put cormac in his place. and especially that he wasn’t there the moment you arrived there so he could hold you in his arms and let you feel like you were okay and safe. “why didn’t you tell me? or come to me?” his voice was quiet, it was practically a murmur. you only picked it up because of the silence of the room. your heart hurting at his tone.

“draco, i couldn’t come running to you.” you told him which only made his stomach twist and turn. you watched his face drop from anger to pure sadness. “i- you. fuck. y/n, you can always come running to me,” his voice came of as a question as he stuttered out his own words.

“i…” your voice trailed off as you looked anywhere but his eyes. you didn’t want to cry anymore, and you knew you would burst into tears if you had to watch his sad puppy dog expression anymore. “i didn’t want you to be mad at me. for… ruining our secret, y’know. if i came running to you that would- ugh. i didn’t want to fuck this up for you, or for your potter hating family.”

“fuck my family, y/n. fuck everyone. i only care about you. you- you come to me if you need me to lend you a quill. or if you need me to open a blimey muggle pickle jar! you come to me always, i don’t want you to think i care about father’s opinion over your feelings. you’re my girlfriend, y/n. i care about your feelings over everything, okay? just- i’m here. i’m always here for you, darling. understand?” he dropped his hands from you as he took your own in his hands, holding them tightly as he spoke. you fought a huge smile at his devotion towards you.

“i understand.” you smiled at him as his lip curved and he leaned towards you, his lips pressing softly against your own. it was a relief after the afternoon you had, and you knew nothing in the world could ever make you feel better. “now, if you don’t mind i have some business to deal with - with some slag - a curly headed fool who tried to mess with my girl.”

“hm,” you pressed your lips together as he pulled away from the kiss. “also, my brother outside of the door.” draco groaned as he stood up, helping you up as well. “ah yes, an evening full of what i call fun.”

[vanishingcherry]

slytherin pt. 2

draco x reader

words: 5.8k

warnings: swearing, death, kissing (please comment if you see any other)

summary: you are harry’s younger sister, and got sorted into slytherin

a/n: thank you so much for 400 followers and 2k notes on part 1. im still new to writing so i tried my best, hopefully you like it! this is genuinly the longest thing i have ever written lmao (i havn’t double checked it, so if there are any mistakes please tell me)

part 1 

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Your fourth year passed the same as the previous ones, your only comfort being that you actually had people to talk to now. With Draco Malfoy as your friend, the other Slytherins started to accept you, and instead of Harry ignoring you, it was the opposite way around this time.

Under Sirius’s instructions, he was trying to talk to you and understand where you had gone over the summer, but you avoided him completely, figuring he should have a taste of his own medicine.

Although Professor Umbridge was more often than not a pain in the ass, being in Slytherin meant that you got special privileges, later even joining the Inquisitorial Squad with Draco. 

Around halfway through the year, you were walking through the courtyard when an owl flew down to you, sitting on your hand. It had an envelope with it and u quickly took it from him, frowning. You never got mail. Who would you even get mail from?

You rushed back in to your dorm before tearing open the envelope. It was a letter. Your eyes drop to the bottom of the page and you blink, not believing who it was that sent you the letter. Lucius Malfoy? Draco’s dad?

You skim through the letter, putting it down in shock when you realise what exactly it was that he wanted. You sat on your bed, taking in a few deep breathes as you thought it through. 

Talking to Voldemort, or as the letter said ‘The Dark Lord’ would be different to say the least. He had tried to kill your brother, multiple times, he was supposed to be your enemy. Supposed to. 

Everyone else had thrown you away, no one cared, no one except Draco and his family. You were scared, you knew that if you declined, there was a possibility they throw you out too. You couldn’t deal with the thought of that, having to leave again, having no where to go. 

You quickly unrolled some parchment, writing a quick reply asking when and where you would be meeting Voldemort. You hurriedly sent it off when you heard Draco coming up the stairs, remembering the underlined note at the bottom of the letter saying that he mustn’t know. 

“You okay?” Draco walks in to your room, immediately flopping on your bed. 

“Yeah sorry, just finishing some homework.”

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The year continues and you go back to Malfoy Manor with Draco during winter break. A few days into the vacation, you’re looking for a book in their massive library when Draco’s father comes up to you. 

“Ready to meet the Dark Lord?” Startled, you turn around and see him looking at you expectantly, waiting for an answer.

“Right now?”, you question.

“Yes. Follow me.” He turns around and walks away briskly, you blink a few times before following, walking fast to catch up to him. Mr. Malfoy had sent a letter back, saying that you would be meeting him during the winter break and that you were expected to come back with Draco, but you presumed it would be later in the month, not so soon. 

You end up at the basement, and Mr. Malfoy guides you through to a surprisingly lavish room. Right in the center stood the Dark Lord, Voldemort. You heard the door close behind you and realised that you were now alone with him. 

You stood by the door, watching as he walks towards you.

“Y/N. Harry Potter’s sister.” he says in a whispery drawl. 

You almost scoff. Even standing in front of Voldemort, Harry was all the mattered.

“You ran, left them. Why?”

You don’t say anything for a couple minutes, unsure of how you should reply. “They didn’t care about me, so I stopped caring about them.”

He doesn’t reply, instead stares at you for a couple seconds. Within the blink of an eye, a chair appears in front of you. 

“Sit.” He waits for you to follow his order. “I will be reading your mind. You will not attempt to block me out in any way or form.”

Without waiting for confirmation of any sort, he raises his hand above your head and you feel your eyes get heavy.

You are back in Grimmauld Place. The scene before you has a hazy quality, everything was brighter, shinier. In front of you is Harry and Sirius hugging, both looking extremely happy as everyone ignored you. 

It changes, now it’s a scene where you hide behind the kitchen door, trying to hear about their plans.

“Someone needs to be there constantly to protect it.”

“He’s definitely going to go after it.”

The door opens before you can hear anything else, and the faces of everyone staring at you from the table swirls into something else. The moment you left, the moment you decided it was enough. 

“Look Y/N, maybe it would be best if you just ate somewhere else. Your place it over there near the sink, you can go eat in the living room.” It was Harry. 

“What?”

“Y/N please just leave, we need to talk about stuff and you can’t listen to it.”

“‘Cause I’m a Slytherin? I thought family was more important that your fucking house.”, you shout at him, an incredulous expression on your face.

“No one here likes you. Can’t you see that? God, life would have been much easier if you’d never been born.” he yells at you.

When you open your eyes again, you aren’t in the basement anymore. You are back in your room, Draco sitting next to you, waiting for you to wake up. 

He realises you’ve woken up and immediately smiles, helping you sit up against the headboard. 

“Are you okay? Father said you fainted in the library, he found you on the floor.”

“Uh- yeah, yeah. Sorry my head is just hurting a bit. I’m fine.”

“Here”, he turns away, picking up a glass of water and a tablet from his side table, “have this.”

“Thanks.”

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The rest of your school year was uneventful in comparison to the summer break. When Dumbledore left, things got much better for Slytherins, and Hogwarts became much more enjoyable. Being in the Inquisitorial Squad meant that rules such as “6 feet apart” didn’t apply to you, and you found yourself spending almost every waking moment with Draco. 

You spent a lot of time studying, him preparing for OWLs and you finishing up homework. Sometimes you caught him staring at you, smirking and whispering a “nothing” when you asked him what was wrong. 

You weren’t sure if it was because the amount of time you were spending together or something else entirely, but you found yourself staring at Draco a lot too. The only difference being that you were careful and he never caught you. His hair looked much better and for some reason you felt kind of happy when you saw the other girls jealously looking at you walk with him. 

One night, you were sitting near the lake when you saw Draco’s father apparate in the distance. You got up and walked there, wondering how it was even possible. When you got close enough, he grabbed your wrist and pulled you into the forest.

“Come with me. The Dark Lord requires it.”

“What? I can’t right now, someone’s going to look for me.”

“I’ll handle it, try not to puke.”

“Wha-” You were cut off by him apparating, taking you with him. You ended up at the ministry, walking behind Mr. Malfoy once again. It brought a sense of deja vu, but at that point you were just glad you didn’t puke, even though you really wanted to. 

He left you in a dark room, and told you to wait for him to come back. Confused, you ask, “Wait but you said that the Dark Lord wanted to see me.”

“No, I said he wanted you here.” With that, he apparates away, leaving you alone for a solid hour. You sit down, leaning against the wall and try to find something to occupy yourself with. Soon enough, that turns into you subconsciously smiling when you remember a joke Draco had made earlier in the day. 

All of a sudden, you see a bunch of Death Eaters fly in, when they land and turn back into humans, you realise they had people with them. Squinting your eyes to get a better look, you realise it was Harry and his friends, almost everyone he was close with was there.

You were hidden behind a rock, so they couldn’t see you, but you could see them clear as day, none of them had their wands and they were stuck, squirming in the grasp of the Death Eaters who held them. 

Harry was in the center, Mr. Malfoy in front of him, waiting for Harry to hand over an orb of some sort. However, before Harry gives it to him, flashes of white enter from the roof. You realise that it is the Order of the Pheonix, immediately starting a fight with the Death Eaters.

You quickly duck behind the rock, avoiding spells and curses being shot in every direction. You still didn’t understand why you had to be here, why did the Dark Lord want you here.

Nonetheless, you stay hidden, not like you could leave anyways, you hadn’t yet learnt how to apparate. You see Sirius dueling a Death Eater whose name you didn’t know come closer. You duck right on time, narrowly missing a Cruciatus curse that flew above your head. Unfortunately, you weren’t able to muffle a small surprised whimper and when Sirius knocked out the Death Eater, he walked around the rock and saw you.

Getting up immediately, you get your wand out, taking a step back, 

“Y/N”, he whispers, “Why are- how are you here. You have to leave, come with me.” He puts his want down, coming closer to you. 

“Don’t- don’t come closer”, you say, still holding your wand out in front of you.

“I’m- we’re sorry Y/N. Look I promise you won’t get in trouble, just come with me, it’ll be okay.”, he calmly says, taking small steps towards you. 

“Stop. You’re lying, you don’t- no one cares about me. They care-”, you point to Draco’s dad and all the other death eaters fighting, “- they accepted me when you didn’t.”

“Y/N, this isn’t what your parents would’ve wanted for you. They aren’t good people, they hurt others.”

“You hurt me. You and everyone else hurt me. They didn’t. You, you and Harry and everyone else, you are the bad guys.” You are shouting at this point, tears falling down your cheeks. 

Sirius looked around in desperation, trying to find someone who could help him convince you, but everyone else was busy, fighting.

When he looks back at you, he says a small sorry before hitting you with a spel you had never heard of. It was too fast for you to put up a shield and you felt yourself getting drowsy, falling to the floor. Just before you close your eyes, you see a bright green light hit Sirius, he crumples to the ground just as you go unconscious. 

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When you wake up, you find yourself back in your room. The one in Grimmauld Place. Blinking a few times before getting up, you change into the clothes places on your blanket. You squint at all the light and realise that it was the middle of day, the blinds were wide open. You quickly closed them before leaving the room, carefully making your way down the stairs. 

You wanted to leave, but you were too tired, decided to take your chances with everyone else. You go downstairs and see that everyone is eating lunch. Harry is no where to be seen and everyone is more or less silent. 

Molly Weasley, Ron’s mom, notices you and tells you to sit down, setting a plate full of food in front of you, waiting until you were done eating to start talking. 

“I’m glad you are okay darling, we were all very worried.”

You nod, still confused, wondering why everyone was being nice to you. 

You were in the corner, putting away your plate when Harry walks in. Turning around, you see him look at you before looking away, ignoring your existence. You turn back, closing the cupboard before heading up to your room. Just as you are about to leave the door, he grabs your wrist, you stop, knowing very well what was coming. 

“This is all your fault.”

“Of course it is”, you reply back with sarcasm, rolling your eyes. “Nothing can ever be your fault can it? Always my fucking fault.”

“Sirius is de- he’s gone because of you. You- you killed him.”

“Yeah Harry. I’m the one that shot the killing curse at him. Sure!” You were tired of this, trying to pull your arm out of his grasp. 

“What did you tell them. You’re the one who told them everything didn’t you? A fucking traitor.”

“That’s no ones fault but your own. Maybe if you had enough decency to treat your own sister as a human this wouldn’t have happened.” Quickly, you snatch your arm out and leave before he can talk to you again. 

Rolling your eyes, you leave again, climbing up the stairs, feeling the deja vu. Something about that kitchen and you being in it must bring out the anger in Harry. 

Grabbing a few galleons you found on the table in the room next door, you leave out the window once more. Funny, you’d thought they would at least be smarter to give you a different room.

You take the Knight Bus to Diagon Alley, and once you get there, you get a room at the inn before renting an owl from the post office. You send a quick letter to Draco, explaining that you had been taken back to Grimmauld Place and were now in Diagon Alley. You hoped that the letter would reach Draco and not anyone else, giving it to the owl before heading back to the room to rest for the night.

The next morning you head down to Florean Fortescue’s Ice Cream Parlour to get some breakfast, treating yourself. You see someone reading the Daily Prophet and find out that Dumbledore was back and Umbridge had been removed, returning to her job in the Ministry. 

When you get back to the lobby, you are informed that someone came looking for you and is in your room. Taking out your wand you cautiously walk up, letting out a huge sigh of relief when you see that it is Draco.

“Oh thank god.” He immediately pulls you in for a tight hug, giving a small kiss to your hair as he keeps you in his arms, not letting you move. 

A couple minutes later he moves back, still holding on to your arms. “Are you okay? What happened?”

“I- Yeah. I- we- I was back at Grimmauld Place, I just left.”

“Did they hurt you? What happened? Father he- he said that you were with him and then you ran or like left and he couldn’t find you. He’s mad, he doesn’t want me to be near you.”

“I- He took me to the ministry. I was in this room and there were all these Death Eaters and they had Harry and all his friends and then Sirius and Remus and all of them came and started fighting.”

“What? Why were you with him there? Did he force you?”

“No, I uh, I talked to the dark lord during the summer brea-”

“What.”

“- I told him everything. He like looked at my memories and found out about Harry and Sirius and everything”, you continued, ignoring his interruption. You kept your eyes on the floor, not wanting to see his disappointment. 

When he didn’t reply, you looked up, seeing that he was just staring at you. You couldn’t read his expression. “I’m sorry.”

“Why didn’t you tell me. I promised you that you would be safe at my house and you- you should’ve told me.” His voice was soft, but you could tell he wasn’t sure what to do, trying to hide his disappointment. 

“You couldn’t have done anything. The dark lord would have done it anyways.”

“Stop- stop calling him that. He’s not your Dark Lord, just, just call him anything else.”

“‘K, sorry.”

“It’s okay.”

The two of you sit on the bed, he made sure to hold your hand in an attempt to show you that he wasn’t mad, just didn’t know what to do next. You knew as well as him that you couldn’t go back to Malfoy Manor. Thankfully you had enough money to last a couple weeks before you would go back to school. 

“I- I care about you.” You can barely hear him, but it breaks the silence and for a second you’re confused. 

“I care about you too?”

“No, not in a friend way, in- like a- I don’t know, a more than friends way.” 

You are speechless. Did he really think that way? All this time? Did you think that way? Every single thought you’ve ever had about Draco goes through your head in a split second. All those times you’d looked at him, all the times you’d caught him looking at you. The way you smiled when he entered a room, the way he made your day brighter the moment he walked through your dorm door in the morning so that you could walk to breakfast together. He helped with homework, he let you talk and talk for hours without interrupting. 

You remember all the times he has smiled, and how him smiling just cant help but make you happy. All the times he was sad, and how that made you sad. All of it results in a single realisation to dawn upon you. You liked him. Maybe even more than that, but you wouldn’t let yourself think that far. 

“I’m sorry- shit. I- just forget I said anything it doesn’t matter.” He says hastily, getting up and smoothening his shirt. You didn’t realise you had been silent for more than a minute, blinking when you hear his voice, spanning out of your haze. “I’m just going to go then, you can send a le-”

“I care about you in a more than friends way too.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

He slowly broke out into a smile that covered his entire face. His eyes widened in disbelief and he almost laughed, so happy that his feelings were reciprocated. 

You smile too, feeling giddy on the inside and outside. Before you knew it, he had grabbed your cheeks and kissed you. 

You had never been kissed before, it was a surprise, but a welcome one. After the initial shock you kissed back, your arms wrapping behind his neck, pulling him in. What felt like hours later, you moved away, breathing hard, you were sure your lips were red but at that moment, nothing mattered, nothing except Draco. 

Neither of you could stop smiling, staring at each other, memorising every inch of your faces, before leaning back in for a small kiss and repeating the cycle. He left later that night, promising to return soon. You would spend your nights waiting for him, finishing homework and buying everything you needed for your next year at Hogwarts. It would be a lot harder, granted, but with Draco officially being your boyfriend, you couldn’t help but wait for the year the start. 

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All of Draco’s so called “friends” were now spying on him, making sure that you and him weren’t seen together. They would report back to his father in a moment if you were caught. You were disappointed when Draco told you, the last night before you boarded the Hogwarts Express, but the two of you decided to stay together anyways, neither of you were new to sneaking around. 

It made dating so much harder, and you were cursing yourself for not realising this last year, but it is what it is, and the two of you tried your best. You would often meet in the middle of the night in an empty classroom or the room of requirement. Draco had been spending a lot more time there, he claimed that it helped calm him down so you were more than happy when he asked you to go down there for the first time. 

The room was extremely cluttered, with small items found in every corner. There was a small sofa where the two of you would sit and talk, away from any prying eyes. Occasionally, you would spend the night there, falling asleep together on the sofa only to hurriedly sneak back to your dorms in the early hours of the day. 

One day, you decided to see what the room of requirement would look like if Draco wasn’t with you. You went during a free lesson and waited as the door opened. When you walked in, you realised that it was the exact same as all the times you spent with Draco. You look around a bit and notice a huge cupboard where the sofa usually was. When you walk to the other side, you see Draco.

He’s holding out his wand, whispering a spell and aiming it at the cupboard. He stops halfway through when he sees you. 

“Y/N? What are you doing here?” He sounds shocked, talking fast to cover up whatever it was that you just saw. You open your mouth to reply but then notice something dark on his wrist. His sleeves had been rolled up and you quickly walk forward, grabbing his arm and flipping it, letting out a small gasp when you realise what it was. The dark mark. 

“Draco.”

“I’m sorry. They made me. I’m- I have to find a way to get them in Hogwarts. I’m a death eater.” He talks fast, trying to get the words out, wanting you to hear everything before you left, or at least tried leaving. 

“You’re what? Are you serious? Draco tell me you’re joking.”

He looks down, staring at his shoes to avoid your glare. 

“You can’t actually be working for him. You could die!” You stare at him, worry and anger completely taking over your facial features. 

He looks up. “Like you didn’t? You worked for him too, you almost died too.”

“That- that was a mistake and you know that Draco. I didn’t have much of a choice.”

“And I do?”

You open your mouth to reply but pause, knowing that if he had said no to the Dark Lord, he probably would have been killed. Draco catches your hesitation and closes his eyes for a second, calming down.

“See. I don’t, I’m stuck in this whether I- we like it or not.”

You nod and Draco quickly gives you a hug, kissing your shoulder over your t-shirt, promising you that it would be fine, he would stay safe. 

You were worried out of your mind most of the time, watching him from a distance every time he would make an excuse to his friends, walking away and heading to the corridor that would take him to the room of requirement. 

One night, you are walking through the hallways at night, when you see Draco. He wasn’t heading to the room of requirement, but somewhere else. Curious, you followed him. He stops around a corner and starts talking. You poke your head around the corner and realise that it was Bellatrix. It has worked, he had done it. Stifling a gasp, you turned, back pressed against the wall as they kept moving, towards Dumbledore’s office. 

You wait outside, hidden in the darkness when all of a sudden the door opens and Draco comes out. Waiting for a few moments, you walk to him when no one else comes out. He was panting, holding his head in his arms as he walked around in circles. He looks up when he hears you, immediately tensing up in shock. 

“You cant be here”, he whispers in an urgent tone, “you have to leave before-”

The door behind him opens again, and out comes Bellatrix, Draco’s dad and two more death eaters whose names you didn’t know. 

“Shit.” 

Bellatrix smirked when she saw you, walking towards you and grabbing your wrist, her nails digging into your skin. 

“What made you think you could leave the great da-”

“Leave her alone.”

Looking behind her, you realise that it was Mr. Malfoy who has spoken. Bellatrix looks you up and down before releasing your wrist, leaving a couple drops of your blood behind from where her nails pierced through. She glares at Draco’s dad while leaving, forcing Draco and the other two death eaters to follow her. 

You are left once more with Lucius Malfoy and he walks closer, lifts his chin up and looks down at you. 

“The Dark Lord has decided to forgive you. Be thankful. Stay out of our way.” Within a second, he leaves, following his son out the room. 

An hour later you were standing outside, beside Draco as everyone mourned the death of Albus Dumbledore

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6th year. You were constantly on edge. Part of you was glad that you had been “forgiven” by Voldemort, at least you weren’t being tortured like all of Harry’s old friends. On the other hand, you were guilty, knowing that the only reason you were safe is because everyone thought you sided with him. You didn’t, you were scared and wanted to be safe. That’s all. 

Snape became the headmaster and death eaters became the teachers. All you learnt was dark spells, with the occasional practical lesson where you would be forced to use what you learnt on the first and second year students. Every single time that happened, you found yourself back at your dorm, sobbing as Draco sat next to you, rubbing your back at an attempt to consolidate you. 

He hated seeing you sad, knowing that he was partially the reason this was happening. You felt worse, wondering if you had just sucked it up and stayed at Grimmauld Place, this never would have happened. 

Since you and Draco could openly date now, he was constantly kissing or touching you in some way or form. Whether it be holding hands or just his hand on your leg, he made sure you knew that he was there. And you were grateful. You weren’t sure how you would’ve made it through your 6th year without him. Often, you would help him study for his NEWTS, him returning the favour by helping you with your homework. 

Ravenclaws, Hufflepuffs and Gryffindors would often stare at the both of you, sending looks of annoyance and hate, but as much as you wanted to, you couldn’t do anything. 

“Just ignore them darling.”, Draco said one night when you told him about it. “They don’t understand. Even if we try to explain they won’t listen.”

You were discussing something you had heard from Pansy when a couple 5th years knocked on your dorm door. 

“The headmaster requires everyone’s presence.” 

Frowning, you and Draco get up, smoothening out your robes before heading out, joining the other Slytherins preparing to head downstairs. All four houses were stood there together, waiting for what Snape had to say. 

“If anyone knows about the whereabouts of Harry Potter, step forward. Now.”

Murmurs break out all over. Harry Potter? Here? You stay silent, Draco was confused as well, so it was obvious something was wrong. 

Just as Snape starts to threaten everyone once more, you see a student run out and stand in the middle. Upon close inspection, you realise that it was Harry. He was here?

Snape takes out his wand and points it as Harry, but before he has the opportunity to say a spell, almost every single Gryffindor comes and stands in front of him. 

Behind you, the doors open and you find yourself looking at the Order of the Pheonix, you also go and stand in front. Essentially, Harry had almost 50 people between himself and Snape. 

Professor Snape is still, figuring out what to do when you see Professor McGonagall move out and point her wand at Snape. 

They break out into a duel, spells flying as all the students, including you, duck and stay on the side. Ultimately, Snape gives in, leaving through the window as McGonagall smiles in pride. 

You grasp onto Draco’s hand as the entire hall breaks into talk, celebrating the fact that Snape was gone. All of a sudden, a girl from Hufflepuff screams, covering her ears. Soon everyone else can hear it too. Voldemort. 

“Give me Harry Potter.” Voldemort repeats that again and again, promising safety and mercy to everyone should it be done before the clock strikes midnight. 

You hear a fellow housemate in front of you complain after Voldemort is done. 

“Just give him to Voldemort. What does he even matter.”, she shrieks. 

All the other houses protest immediately, throwing insults your way as McGonagall tries to restore decorum. When she finally succeeds, she provides a solution. A solution to her anyway. 

“The Slytherins are to be sent to the dungeon.” Professor McGonagall announces. Her statement is followed by another round of applause from all the other houses. Your house is forced down, following Filch, back to your common room as everyone else prepares to fight. Partially, you were glad, you knew that if you were up there, you and Draco would have been forced to fight. You prefer the scorn of your school compared to the thought that Draco might get hurt. 

The blasts and shouting could be heard all the way in the dungeon. Most of you sat in the common room, waiting for someone to come get you, waiting for some news. You and Draco are sitting together on the couch, you resting your head on his shoulder as you watch the flames dance in front of you. 

A while later, everything went silent, everyone looked to the door expectantly. Filch came a few minutes later and the Slytherins were let out of the dungeon, and you grabbed Draco’s and and ran, getting back up to ground level.

You head to the Great Hall, seeing dozens of students injured, some even dead. Stifling a sob when you see a couple friends lying in the stretchers, you run away, not wanting to look at all the blood and gore anymore. Draco follows, letting you cry into his shoulder as he keeps kissing your forehead, feeling the exact same thing as you. Not 5 minutes later, you hear a bunch of people leaving the hall. 

Walking outside to see what was going on, you gape when you realise that it was Harry in Hagrid’s arms. He wasn’t moving, he looked dead. Next to him was Voldemort, laughing as he celebrated the death of the only person who could kill him. 

Spotting you and Draco, he beckons the two of you to his side. Draco moves almost immediately, not wanting to anger the dark lord.

“What are you-”

“Come with me.”

Feeling the gaze of everyone on your back, you follow Draco, quietly joining the ranks of death eaters. The dark lord stops Draco, giving him an awkward hug as you watch with bated breath, before releasing him and letting him walk and stand beside you. 

As Voldemort continues his monologue, Draco slips his hand between yours, and you grasp on to his hand tightly, conveying to him every single emotion you were feeling at that moment. 

“It’s okay. We’ll be fine.” He tries his best to be reassuring, but you can hear the tremble in his voice. 

He turns to you, about to add more, but all of a sudden theres a lot of commotion at the front. You stand on your toes, trying to see what was happening.

“Oh my god.” Harry was alive, blasting spells everywhere, trying to run from Voldemort who was sending just as many back at him. 

Everyone scatters, death eaters attempting to help Voldemort as all your classmates from Hogwarts do their best to stop them. You feel Draco nudging your shoulder through all the chaos. 

“Come, now’s our chance, we have to go.”

“We have to help them fight.” You respond stubbornly, wanting to stop anyone else from dying. 

“They don’t want our help. There’s nothing we can do, we have to leave, now.”

You look back, seeing everyone fighting, Hogwarts burning behind them. Then you look at Draco, his eyes are urging you to accept his outstretched hand. He looks back at his parents, who are waiting for the two of you to join them and leave. 

Closing your eyes for a second, you place your hand in his and then run with him, catching up to his parents before apparating away, back to Malfoy Manor where you would be safe and happy, with Draco. 

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10 years later...

You follow Draco through King’s Cross, holding on to your son’s hand as Draco holds on to your daughter’s. He’s pushing her trunk in front of him, looking back occasionally to make sure you hadn’t gotten lost. 

There were hundreds of wizards and witches on the platform, half of them crying and waving as their children board the Hogwarts Express. Draco quickly places the trunk in a pile near the train and walks back to you. 

Your daughter is almost jumping in excitement, quickly saying bye to the two fo you before running into the train. You roll your eyes and smile, walking towards the train and talking to her through the window. 

“Remember to write okay? We’ll send you letters every week, and remember to go to all your classes and if you feel even a little bit sick go to-”

“Yes mum, Madam Pomfrey, you’ve told me already.”

“Ok good and remember-”

“I remember, don’t worry. I want to go find somewhere to sit now.”

“Ok then, bye, we’ll see you during winter break.”

“Bye mum! Bye dad!”, she shouts, looking behind you and waving at your husband. Without any hesitation, she runs away, looking for people to make friends with. 

You chuckle before heading back to Draco, who has your son in his arms. The two of you stay on the platform, watching as the train rolls out of the station. 

“We did good.”, you whisper.

“Yeah.” he replies, looking down at your son and then back at your daughter through the window. “We did.”

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Not Okay - Draco Malfoy

Draco x Fem!reader

Harry Potter x sister reader

Warnings: the Umbridge torture, mental health?

Word count: 1,384

Summary: After being late to class by only a few minutes Y/n got detention with Umbridge. Y/n tries to hide her hand from Draco, Y/n’s boyfriend, who is not pleased when he finds out. Harry isn’t either.

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“Hey Y/n.” Blaize greeted the Slytherin female Potter as she came and sat down next to Draco at their house table for dinner. Although it was very noticeable she wasn’t in her normal mood. It seemed more solemn than anything. The complete opposite of her normal demeanor.

Y/n gave their friends a barely there smile as she sat, staying unusually quiet.

“You okay, love?” Draco asked quietly enough that only she could hear him, knowing if something, anything was wrong he’d be the one she’d tell. Blaize, Pansy, Vincent and Gregory all went on with their own conversations leaving it to Draco to find out what was wrong or had happened.

“Hmmmhmmm” She hummed and nodds, but as she looked at Draco he didn’t see the normal spark in her eye’s.

Draco didn’t really believe her but dropped it for now so they could continue with their dinner. But he kept glancing at her with concern.

Our time Y/n seemed to go back to normal, till she got detention for not being to class early this time. She was starting to think maybe Umbridge had something against her.

She was getting detentions for doing nothing wrong. So Y/n was convinced the older woman had something against her.

It was getting increasingly hard to hide her hand from others, and her classmates and friends had noticed her retreating into herself. But they didn’t know why, and Y/n was to worried if she told them Umbridge would find out and that would make things worse.

But Draco had taken notice of Y/n’s bandaged hand, along with the changes in her behavior. And it worried him, Draco Malfoy cared about her more than he’d ever tell anyone. So seeing Y/n become quiet, depressed, and just folding in on herself.

He couldn’t take it anymore when he noticed the new bandage on her hand. Draco grabbed y/n by the wrist and pulled her away from their group in the library studying and out towards the hallway. But upon seeing how many students were standing around still Draco decided to take them into an empty unused classroom, once he closed the door before Y/n could question him he walked right up to her and started unwrapping her hand.

Once it’s unwrapped Draco and y/n go silent, Y/n watches him take in the bloody cravings on her hand. But Y/n couldn’t hold it for long. Tears started welling up in her eyes and spilling over and down her cheeks. Which quickly turned into uncontrollable sob’s.

Draco immediately pulled her into his comforting arms, holding her tightly. “Please tell me what’s going on. How’d you get those-...”

Draco couldn’t even finish saying it as he gulped the rest of his words down.

“Nothing. Nothings going on.” Y/n shook her head even though she was pretty sure he wouldn’t believe her. Not after seeing her hand and witnessing her emotional burst.

“Y/n please.” He pleads, pulling out of the hug to look her in the eye’s, hoping to convince her.

When Y/n stays silent Draco allow’s his mind to think of possibilities and that's when he realized. It all started after her first unwarranted detention with Umbridge.

“Did she do this?!” Draco asked louder and with more anger in his voice than he meant to. But he was pissed now.

Draco and y/n are more than friends but they’ve never put an official label on their relationship either.

Y/n just stared at Draco with more tears building, although she tried to tell him with her eyes that he was right. And Draco caught on pulling her back into him, holding her tighter as she started crying again silently this time holding Draco closer to her.

“I’ll protect you, Love. Promise.” Draco felt his heart clench at hearing her cry. But in truth he didn’t know what to do. But he knew someone who might have a better idea than he does.

After Y/n calmed down enough and was done crying into Draco the two left and went to the rest of their classes. They had only missed a free period luckily, but later when they were headed to dinner Draco made an excuse that he needed to do something first. Noticing Y/n’s nervous expression at his words he squeezed her hand to assure her that he wouldn’t be gone from her side for long.

One they were no longer near him Draco walked over to the Gryffindor table.

“What do you want, Malfoy?” Ron spat, sending a glare to the platinum haired Slytherin.

“I need to speak with Harry. Not that it’s any of your business Weasley.” Draco responded before looking to the male Potter. When he noticed Harry looked wary of what he would want to talk to him about, Draco looked down and whispered in his ear. “It’s about your sister.”

Once Harry heard that he nodded and got up from the bench seat and followed Draco out of the  great hall.

“What about my sister?” Harry asked once they were in the empty hall. Harry assumed for privacy.

“Umbridge is abusing her in detention.” Draco told the brunette boy with a serious look hoping he’d get the gravity of the situation.

“What do you mean?” Harry furrowed his brow not knowing what Draco was talking about.

“Merlin Potter! I know you hate Slytherins but do you not notice anything?!” He glared, yelling at Harry. Draco knew the twin’s being sorted into different houses strained their relationship. Especially since Y/n was sorted into Slytherin. But doesn’t understand how he couldn’t notice how his sister has been hurting so badly.

“I don’t hate my sister even though she’s in Slytherin!” Harry argued back, glaring at Draco. He didn’t hate his sister even though she was sorted into a snake's den. But because of their different houses they didn’t end up interacting as much as they’d like.

“Then pay attention to her and what’s going on with her!” Draco was pissed. How could he not have noticed?

Silence between the two was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Both boys trying to calm themselves before speaking again. 

Both care so much for Y/n Potter, just in different ways.

“Have you seen her hand?” Draco asked, less anger in his voice now since it was filled with concern.

“I’ve seen the bandage.” Harry nodds confused on what his sister's hand had to do with anything.

“Have you seen what’s underneath?” Draco sighs at Harry’s lack of awareness.

Harry shook his head now even more confused but also concerned. With his admittance of not knowing Draco went on to explain everything he had gotten out of Y/n earlier and put together after her crying rambles. He told him all about Umbridge's punishments.

“How do we stop it?” Harry asked the platinum blonde Slytherin. Both boys trying to control their emotions on the sensitive subject.

“I don’t know.” Draco sighed, feeling defeated.

“We’ll have to figure something out. Protect her somehow.” Harry sighed, feeling exactly like Draco. How are they supposed to protect her from a staff adult member of their school that should know better?

“Agreed” Draco nodded in agreement. With it all said and disgusted they both went and entered the great hall again. 

As they went to go to their respective house tables Harry turned and called out quietly, since they weren’t to far away yet. “Draco.”

“Potter?” Draco turned around confused.

“Thanks. For looking out for her and for caring.” Harry gave him an appreciative nodd, for looking after Y/n even if they didn’t get along.

Draco nodded back in a sort of ‘your welcome’.

If he only knew how much he really cared about his sister. The two had been dating for years but never put a label on things because they have kept it a secret. But between them was a spoken agreement that they were romantically involved with each other. Y/n was afraid of Harry’s judgment if they outed their relationship, but with Harry’s words of thanks to Draco for looking out for and caring for her he wondered if he either already knows or wouldn’t really care if he found out.

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Hey, sweetie! Could you do something for “Being Harry Potter's twin sister?”. You know... Their whole trajectory, their discovery of Sirius and Remus (who might be her godfather). She has an unusual friendship with Neville and the Weasleys (especially the twins and Fred, who she has a crush on and is fully reciprocated with). Thanks for the attention 🌷🩶.

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Paring: Fem!Reader x Brother!Harry Potter, Fem!Reader x Fred Weasley.

Summary: your life as the chosen one's sister.

A/n: so I might split this up with each year. Sorry this took so long and it's not edited.

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So I feel like you and Harry would be totally different, and it might sound stereotypical, but you look like your mom with your dad's eyes.

Also you do have a scar, I looks like Harry's but it's on your wrist.

Most muggles and wizards forget your twins beacuse you look nothing alike.

With Harry I think he trusts adults a little too quick, with the treatment the Dursly's caused I think you'd have major trust issues. You only really trust Harry.

Harry is almost extremely over protective of you and sometimes thinks he's the older brother because he happens to be taller and five minutes older. “you know I'm five minutes older than you, right?”

“why does that bloody matter?”

Harry would do anything to keep you safe from Dudley and the other Dursley, I think Petunia would be harsher on you because you remind her so much of Lily and Dudley just think it's a game to terrioz you.

“keep your hands off her!” Harry shouted and pushed your cousin off you aching body.

People Don't know how relieved you were to get your Hogwarts letter.

Year one:

Like I said before you don't trust people as easy as Harry does, so when Hagrid came to rescue you two you were very reluctant and let Harry do most of the talking.

I'd say the Dursly's treatment causes you to be jumpy and very much aware of your surroundings, meaning you were hiding behind Harry when Hagrid came by.

But you learned to trust him during the trip to Digon Ally, he got Harry an owl and you a Ferrett named Seeley.

You also discovered your wand was related to The 'murder' Sirius Black's wand.

The first person you'd actually meet first is Fred and George, Hagrid had taken you to a candy shop in Digon ally and you both were after the last box of all flavor beans.

“you go ahead” he smiled when he saw you flinch back. “no, you” you respond.

Fred shook his head with a smile and handed you the colorful box. “no, you shouldn't take things from a pretty lady” that made you blush and take the box nervously.

And saved by the bell wizard, Harry called your name. “I got it go... Bye”

He didn't even get your name. Fred watched you run away with hearts in his eyes. George looked at him confused when he saw no candy in his hands.

“Georgie, I think I'm in love” he smiled like an idiot.

George, not knowing how to respond smiled.

When you got to Hogwarts you met Neville Longbottom and Draco Malfoy.

You had found Neville's Toad Trevor and was the one to return him. I think Neville would be star struck with you, your kindness to him and how pretty you were, he definitely had a crush on you immediately.

With Draco he just had infatuation, with Fred and Neville it was actual attraction(Neville more at the time) but with the Blonde Slytherin he saw you as someone he could get back at his parents with. The daughter of Lilly and James, Lucicus hated them and his eyes it would be a perfect opportunity to rebell a little.

You saw right threw him, you may not trust people immediately, but you do like to get to know them before you pass judgment. Draco lost your judgment as soon as he disrespected Ron and the rest of the Weasleys.

“listen you little Ferrett, leave Ron and his family alone”

I don't think the twins would take you being teased lightly, Fred didn't really care what Draco thought about him but him saying something about you or George is usually the last straw.

Anyway, the sorting hat didn't know what house to put you in. He was stuck between Ravenclaw and Gryffindor. “your a lot smarter than people give you credit for...your also brave, maybe even braver than your brother”

The hat did consider your feelings, he didn't just put you in Gryffindor because you were afraid to be separated from Harry, he did because he wanted to prove how brave and strong you were.

Gryffindor was ecstatic to have both Potters, especially Fred and George. They both cheered with the rest of their house mates and gave you the empty spot next to them.

With that I think you'd have your own trio, you are very close to Hermione and Ron both, but your defently best friends with the twins.

Your also close with Neville, people might think your a body guard and would even teas him for it, but you actually love Neville company and think he's tougher than he relizes.

Some people might not realize you got on the Quidditch team beofer Harry, you became a Chaser.

During your first game the twins wouldn't leave your side, Fred was afraid you'd get hurt. I think the whole team was considering you were a first year.

Harry's broom was the only one that was supposed to get jinxed but you got in the way. You got swang around like crazy while the twins and Oliver tried to help you. It drove Harry crazy he couldn't help you, but he had his own jinxed broom to deal with too.

Ron and Hermione of course thought it was Snape, but it wasn't. He was concentrated on helping you... Even more than Harry.

You remind him of Lily... like a lot, so I think it would make him less biter towrds you. Yeah it'll hurt him to see you at first, but I think he wouldn't be harsh on you like he is Harry.

During the holiday we know Harry saw your parents in the mirror of erase, but as much as you loved your parents I don't think that's what you saw. You can't change the past, so you just wanted some kind of family. So when you looked in the mirror you saw the Weasleys.

You and the twins had been extremely close, especially Fred. During the holidays Molly sent you a sweater with your initial and Fred got you a paracord bracelet with a heart charm. He and george had matching ones(minus the heart) so at the time it was friendship bracelets.

When you went to see the mirror by your self Professor McGonagall cought you, she really liked you and thought you were a bright student. You don't get to show it much because Hermione always beats you too it.

Speaking of professors and Hogwarts staff, I think Hagrid would help you discover your love for animals and magical creatures. Which ment you were pissed when Draco ragged about Hagrid's baby dragon.

Your love for magical creatures also helps you and the golden trio get passed Fluffy the three headed dog.

You and Hagrid bonded over talking about animals and you guys grew closer because of that.

It still bewilders Ron how you saw innocents in the dog and though he was cute.

You didn't want to go back to the Dursly's, but with the events that transpired this year you were afraid to stay at Hogwarts too, but you couldn't help but love the place, as dangerous as it was it was also safe and full of wonderful people.

Year two:

So for starters I think Doby would annoy the hell out of Harry's sister and I think she would be pissed off he was at the Dursly's warring them instead of Ginny or Hermione or even Colin.

So when you got back from Hogwarts you and Harry did have to share Dudley's second bedroom, it was cramped and always hot, but it was better than living under the staircase.

So, remember when the Dursly's tried to stop Harry from going to the Burow with the Weasley's? Well Harry did get in their little blue Angler, but when he did Vernon grabed you causing Fred to jump through the window and get you.

Molly would be so happy to see you again and even kinda embarrassed Fred. “y/n darling, I'm so glad your hear... Fred hear wouldn't shut up about you all summer”

“mom!” Fred look embarrassed while George was trying to cover his laughter for his brother's sake.

The burow is big but it's also cramped at times, so you and the twins share a room, your best friends and your comfortable with each other. Your just kids right now and there's no dirty thoughts to it just three best friends having a sleep over.

Thoses night Fred found out about your nightmares, George is a heavy but one night you woke up Fred when you were tossing and whimper beacuse of them. You only remember your parents death in your dreams and currently your adventures from last year.

Fred comferted you through out the night. He didn't make you talk about it, just held you. George teased you guys when he woke up the next morning and saw you guy cuddling. You guys let it slide since he didn't know the situation.

But, During your stay I think you'd grow closer to George, your both the quieter of the twins and are usually the followers. You would tell him you hated all the attention being Harry's sister brings.

Fred would get jealous, really jealous but he loves you both too much to bring it up. George knows how much Fred cares about you and your relationship with George is strictly Platonic.

George knows Fred like the back of his hand and he told him that. “you know we're just friends, right? I'd never hurt you like that”

Speaking of friends, since it's ginny's first year you and the twins are all pretty protective, which ment you were about to kick Draco's teath out when he was hassling her at the book shop in Digon ally.

“touch her and it'll be the last thing you ever do”

You also despise Lockheart, You and the twins spend most of the year messing with him. Especially when it comes to quizes about himself.

“my favorite smell isn't the ass of a hairless dog!” Lockheart yelled after reading our answers.

You broke your arm during the Quidditch match where Draco and Harry we're going add it. The people and the teams were too busy watching your brother to realize you got knocked off your broom.

Fred cought you before you could hit the ground and he took you to madam Pomfrey with George and Hagrid's help.

That day you realized since you weren't the chosin one like Harry you weren't that inresting. But that didn't matter to your closest people. To Fred you were the greatest thing to ever enter hogwarts.

He stayed with you the entire time and helped you with assignments till you got better.

You weren't part of this year's adventure. You were too worried about taking care of Ginny and Hermione.

Years 3:

So after the whole blowing up aunt marge incident you went to the Burow(in this universe you go straight there).

You told the twins about aunt Marge and they couldn't stop laughing. You now call it "the incident" and it kinda became inside joke, Ginny getts annoyed with not knowing what it means.

“you keep saying 'the incident'! What doses that mean?”

You did find about Sirius black and that he was Harry's godfather. You would think he'd be yours too but really it was never confirmed since Lilly wanted Remus to be the godfather.

Remus told you about the once playful argument that James and Lily had about that. I think you'd grow really close to Remus.

He's the first adult you trusted immediately. You tell him everything and he becomes the first ever real father figure you've ever had.

Aurther is kinda of a father figure but you don't want to see him that way since your in love with his son.

Anyway, you find out about Remus being a werewolf just beacuse you were wondering around on a full moon, you weren't scared like a normal person should be which suprised him. You promised to never say anything.

It got annoying when Hermione kept asking werewolf questions when she started to have her suspicions.

You were relieved when you found out Sirius didn't actually kill your parents. You found out Sirius was really fun to be around. While Remus was a shoulder to cry on or sortof a body guard, Sirius was c comedic relief and learned how to make you and Harry laugh.

Year 4:

Your fourth year is when Fred and you really started to act on your feelings. When you went to the Quidditch world cup, Fred kissed you after your favorite team won.

Since death eaters showed up it was short lived and you guys didn't really speak of it till later.

You didn't try to get your name in the goblet of fire like your two best friends, nor was your name put in there.

It was bizarre... You wanted to do it just to prove you were just as brave and important as Harry. Fred helped you relize how important and loved you were during the last two summers, but since your name didn't get put in there like Harry's you felt pushed to the side lines again.

Fred was a little bit upset at your mindset. He didn't want you thinking you were useless but he also didn't want you in danger.

“why would you want to! It's dangerous, I don't know what I'd do If you got hurt!”

Then it turned into an argument. “I want to do It because I'm tired of being in his shadow I want to prove I'm just as strong! And why dose it matter if I was in the tournament or not?”

“beacuse I love you! The Wizarding world might not have chosen you but I do... And I know we're just kids but I do know that I love you”

Your heart melt and if felt like all your walls came crashing down. You knew you were important to him, but it finally clicked that you were is first choice from the beginning. No Harry, no chosin crap, he just wanted you.

You had your first real kiss in mouths. A rough but passionate kiss. He poured so mush love and emotion in it, he wanted to prove he wanted you and only you.

Then you became a couple, a few side problems kinda showed up. Hermione and Krum, then you and Neville... He wanted to asks you out so bad but then he finally had the confidence to ask you out he found you and Fred kissing.

You knew when something was bothering Neville, he became stand-offish and wouldn't really talk to you. When he confronted you all his emotions came out. He told you everything and even end his rant that he rather have you as a friend than not having you at all.

“but then I realized our friendship means more to me than anything, I'm happy for you and Fred but I don't want to lose my best friend”

“You won't...”

The Yule Ball was so much fun, you of course went with Fred and everything was perfect.

Having Cedric die was hard, you wernt close to him but having him die made you appreciate you brother again. You two became distant since you felt put on the side lines, but when you thought about Harry dying you couldn't help but cry.

“you and me against the universe” Harry said after you talked about it to him. “I'll always protect you and I'm sorry if you felt like I pushed you away”

Harry really did feel bad, but he felt even worse when he found out about you and Fred. He's been so busy he didn't even know you have a boyfriend for like three months.

He was happy for you both, he trust you'd be treated right and didn't feel like he had to put up an over protective brother facade.

Year 5:

So Remus is defently over protective and put the fear of murlin in Fred, but he knew Fred was a good guy.

You and Fred also worked hard to get Tonks and Remus together. You knew how much he loved her but he wouldn't act upon it.

Also with Voldemort back you were eager to join the order of the Phoenix, even if you weren’t old enough. And you better believe Fred would be right behind you.

“I'm in” you said.

“NO!” Remus and Sirius both said at the same time.

Okay so it's your fith year and Fred's last year, it's kinda of upsetting but it just encourages you guys to make the most of the year.

You love helping the boys sell their products and even help come up with some new ideas.

Rather the product are safe or not your usually the one to sell the product to fellow classmates, especially the females. George says to can sell a drowning man water.

The year was great... Till the pink monster showed up and started changing everything.

She got under Fred's skin like crazy and Umbridge knew it, he didn't really care what she did to him, took away one of his prank toys he doesn't care he'll just make a new one but what he didn't lightly is when you had to endore one of her detentions.

You didn't want the boys knowing or worry Fred and Harry. He accidentally found out when he grabed your soar hand the wrong way.

“I'm gonna end her!”

You had to grabe him and convince him if he did anything he'd get kicked out of school... Which he didn't care.

You knew about them dropping out and you even help plan their excape.

After they left Fred wrote to you almost every day, filling you in about the shop and telling you about the success.

You couldn't be more proud of them and even planed on working there that summer but the end of there made you forget about it.

Sirius had died protecting you, Bellatrix was about to use the same spell on you that she used on Mr. And mrs. Longbottom. Neville tried to protect you but Sirius bet him to it the only cost was his life.

During the summer you mostly stayed with the twins and worked at the shop, things got better and Fred worked hard to cheer you up.

He loves spending most of his time with you and doesn't really care if people see.

“your not supposed to get handsy with the staff” you joked.

“I won't tell if you want”

Year 6:

Not Much happened... That concerned you at least. You spent most of your year hanging out with Neville and Luna.

Harry and the other two were to busy worrying about Draco and you just didn't have the energy to care.

You quite the Quidditch team after an acadent last year so you usually helped Luna or who ever narrat the game.

You did worry about Draco though, he looked so alone and no one really cared, all Harry cared about was proving he was doing something wrong.

He grew so much respect for you when you found him crying, you didn't judge him like he expected... Just let him cry.

You filled Fred and George in about the closet stuff and how the school is going down hill.

After the school year you went home with the twins after Dumbledore's funeral, as awful as it might sound you weren't too affected by his death. You felt like Dumbledore never really cared about you or your brother.

Year 7:

So you spent most of the Summer paining and decorating for Billy's wedding, it was a good distraction.

During the battle of the seven Harry's George protected you because the death eaters would expect you to be with Fred, George got his ear blown off because he was protecting you.

After the wedding got ambushed you ended up going with the golden trio, Fred tried to go after you but Charlie stoped him I'm fear for his brother.

You spent most of the time listing to the radio with Ron, making sure George or Fred's name isn't mentioned.

During the battle of Hogwarts the twins didn't leave your side.

“you okay freddie? Y/n?” George asked.

“I'm scared” you admitted. Fred pulled you to his side and held you while George held your free hand. “I won't let anything hurt you”

When things got really heated during the battle you got separated from the two, you and George ended up meeting up in what used to be the charms room.

You started to panic when you didn't see Fred. “Wait, where's fred”

George couldn't stop you and ran in search for him, before you could even register what was happening Fred shielded you from a killing curse.

Even if your brother won the battle you lost the love of your life, you didn't really want to see anyone except George and even that hurt... Looking at his face and seeing the same eyes and freckles.

George promised if anything happens to Fred he'd make sure you'd be alright.

Super mega happy ending:

So if you chose this ending Fred didn't die, you guys got betten up but that's all.

A year later you guys got married and you worked as the care of magical creatures professor at the school, during the summer you worked with your husband and brother-in-law.

You had twins, a boy and a girl. Fred cried when he found out you'd he having twins.

George and Angelina were of course the god parents.

You are very protective of your kids, always making sure they're okay and on the anniversary of your parents death your twins sleep with you.

Your daughter is just like Fred, a total minnis in the best way possible, your son is the quieter one... Much like you and George.

Your twins joined the Quidditch team and got sorted into Gryffindor like every other Potter and Weasley.

You couldn't be more happy or proud of your family.

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WARNINGS: Female YN, angst (hurt/comfort), slow burn, death.

Summary: YN Potter, adopted daugheter of James and Lily potter, falls in love with Draco Malfoy. As she gets sorted into Slytherin her relationship with her brother begins to fall apart. Soon she becomes friends with Luna, Neville, and Ginny. As the years go on YN and Draco form a secret relationship. When YN meets Lorenzo a love triangle forms, complicating things even more. Will Harry find out about the relationship between Draco and YN Will YN discover the identity of her biological parents?

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Introduction

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

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Chapter 27

Chapter 28

Chapter 29

Chapter 30

Chapter 31

Chapter 32

Chapter 33

Chapter 34

Chapter 35

Chapter 36

Chapter 37

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Chapter 39

Chapter 40

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Always There - Chapter Five: S.Snape

Summary: Y/N Potter was left with a baby to care for after her brother and sister-in-law were murdered by Voldemort. One person was there for her, a person she didn’t expect but soon became her comfort person, Severus Snape. During Harry’s third year at Hogwarts and her third year as Herbology professor, a few old friends come around again. Y/N has to handle the feelings of these old friends being around again as well as handle her feelings for a certain potions master all while she tries to hide these things from her godson.

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Pairings: Severus Snape x Female Professor Reader, Potter!Reader x friend!Remus

Chapter Warnings: Female Reader, Potter Reader(No physical description of reader) probably shitty writing, Harry growing up in a loving home, Happy Snape, sappy Snape, mentions of Voldemort, the dark mark, death eaters

Series Warnings: Female Reader, Potter Reader (No physical description of reader) probably shitty writing, OOC Snape, Harry grows up in a loving environment, mentions of death and murder, poorly written angst, Remus is a shitty friend, poorly written pining,

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Although Y/N and Severus never made anything official, the word spread around Hogwarts like a wildfire. It had gotten to the point of students asking Harry for details about the pair even though he knew just as much as they did. In the middle of Y/N’s lesson about wolfsbane, somebody's hand shot up in the air. Theodore Nott, one of the most intelligent students she had met, a pureblood Slytherin who was friends with Draco Malfoy, Blaise Zabini and Enzo Berkshire.

“Yes, Mr. Nott, you have a question?” The professor called on her student. She had hoped he was going to ask a question about the lesson but deep down, she knew that his question had to do with her and a certain broody professor.

“I certainly do, professor. Are you and Professor Snape together? He’s been awfully cheerful lately. I quite miss the Snape that had a stick up his arse,” Theodore Nott, he was a massive pain in her ass. She did have to admit that his comment was quite funny however, she had to suppress a chuckle before having to reprimand the boy.

“I hope you know I will be taking 5 points from your house for foul language as well as detention with both Professor Snape and I tonight, Theodore. And to answer your question, that is certainly none of your business. What is going on between Professor Snape and I is our business and that’s all,” She told the boy, his smirk falling once she took away house points and gave him detention. No matter how much the boy bothered her during lessons, she had never once given out detention or taken away house points.

Another hand went up this time, it was her nephew. “Yes, Harry, please tell me that this question or statement has something to do with the lesson and not my personal life?” She practically begged her nephew.

“Well, no. It has nothing to do with the lesson-”

“Great, then let’s get on with the lesson!” She cut her nephew off in a cheerful tone before returning to teaching her students about the deadly nature of wolfsbane to humans. About five minutes in, the door to the greenhouse opened and closed, footsteps approaching. She knew just by the sound of the steps that it was Severus. When he came into view, the students all turned around, smirks coming onto the faces of the Slytherin student’s faces. “This is going to become an interrogation isn’t it?” She asked her students. All of them replying ‘yes’ in unison.

“What is going on here?” Severus asked Y/N as he approached her desk, “Sorry for the interruption, I just need a few ingredients for my store.”

“I was being interrogated by one of your students as well as my nephew. They want to know if there is anything going on between us since you’ve been incredibly cheerful as of late,” She explained to him.

“We might as well answer some of their questions instead of leaving them in the dark.” Y/N gave Severus a look of surprise, she was not expecting him to want to answer any of the students' questions about their private life but she was wrong. “However, if any of you ask any inappropriate questions, you will be receiving detention and house points will be taken. Now if you have questions, raise your hands.” Practically the whole classes hands’ went up in the air.

“Let’s start with Hermione,” Y/N said, knowing the girl would be respectful.

“How long have the two of you been together?” The girl asked.

“Not very long, however, we’ve been at each other’s sides for the last 12 years,” Y/N answered, then pointing to the next student.

“Why her, professor?” Draco asked Snape, his voice sour with disgust, “Why a Potter?”

“That will be a detention and 5 points taken from our house Mr. Malfoy. I chose her because she cares about others and she is the most selfless person I’ve met in my life. I don’t care that she’s a Potter, I don’t care that her brother was a bully, I only care about who she is and she is the most intelligent, loving and caring person I’ve had the pleasure of meeting,” Severus explained, his voice softening when he began talking about the woman. The girls in the class all collectively cooed at the words Severus had just spoken. 

“That was absolutely disgusting,” Y/N said, “But I loved it.” Severus then picked the next student to ask a question, his choice was calculated, knowing it would end the conversation about the pair.

“Mr. Longbottom, what is your question?” Severus asked the boy.

“Can we return to the lesson? I’m very happy for the two of you but I was quite enjoying the lesson,” Neville explained his reasoning, the class groaning.

“Everyone relax, Neville is right, we need to get back to the lesson before class is over. What we told all of you today is all you need to know for now,” Y/N explained to the class, “Grab what you need, honey, you know where everything is.” 

“Thank you love,” Severus replied, going to the cabinet in the back of the classroom that held all of the harvested ingredients. He grabbed everything he needed and as he walked towards the exit of the greenhouse he stopped for a moment, just to listen to her talk, taking a seat on one of the many stools around the room. He stayed on that stool until the end of her lesson, watching the students file out of the classroom one by one. 

“You stayed,” She commented.

“I did,” He replied back, “I just wanted to hear your voice.”

“You are such a sap. It’s official, I have made the fierce Severus Snape soft!” Y/N joked with a bright smile on her face.

“I am not soft! You saw me, I took points away from my own house! I never do that!” He defended.

“And why did you take points from your own house, honey?”

“Because Malfoy is a pest and he insulted you.”

“So it was a defense for me, which in turn, means that you are soft.”

“Think what you want to love, I am not soft.”

“Also, that reminds me, Theo has detention with the both of us tonight as well.”

“Why did Nott get detention?” Severus asked her, his head tilting slightly in wonder.

“He said he misses when you had a stick up your arse, his words, not mine. But I will say, you did have a stick up your ass for a long time.”

“Why you little witch!” Severus exclaimed, grabbing her by the waist and pulling her body into his. “So I had a stick up my ass, I wonder who must’ve pulled it out?”

“Perhaps it was Remus, you two have been awfully close lately,” She teased. 

All that could be heard outside of the greenhouse was laughing coming from the pair, students who were sitting outside got a good listen to what Severus Snape’s laugh actually sounds like. Of course, word about the interrogation held in the greenhouse had already started to spread around the school. Students coming up to Harry to ask questions about what was happening between the potions master and the herbologist. Not only was Professor Potter happier, but also Professor Snape. The two of them being more lenient when it came to mistakes in the classroom, as well as just being more pleasant on the side of the potions master.

The school year quickly came to an end, summer coming and going in a flash. Most of the summer Harry had been at the Burrow with the Weasleys and Herminone. Arthur had gotten tickets for the Quidditch world cup and had agreed to take Harry and Hermione along with his children. Y/N and Severus had been out together, going to apothecaries and greenhouses the whole day when they got word that there had been an attack at the world cup. The dark mark appearing in the sky and death eaters returning to their old ways. Y/N had been scared half to death and apparated with Severus to the Burrow where Harry, Herminone and the Weasleys were holed up.

“My boy! Are you okay? Did any of you get hurt? What happened?” She quickly questioned, her head spinning with worry until she finally embraced her nephew. “My Godric, I’m so glad that you’re okay. I’m glad that all of you are okay.”

“I’m going to go find Albus and update him about everything. I’ll see you very soon my love,” Severus told the woman.

“You can’t stay? We have another day until we have to be back at Hogwarts!” She asked him, trying to convince him but she knew he couldn’t stay.

“I’m afraid not, darling. I promise you that everything will be okay, you’ll be safe as will Harry. I must go to Albus and tell him everything that happened tonight,” Severus replied, his heart breaking slightly watching her expression fall. He didn’t want to leave her here, even if it was only a day, they had barely spent any time apart during the summer. He knew that this would upset her but he needed to tell Albus about the dark mark and the return of the death eaters. Severus needed to tell him about the dark mark on his arm getting darker by the day.

Y/N had let go of her nephew and pulled Severus into a tight embrace. “Please be safe, Severus. I know why you have to go, I’ve noticed it too. I love you,” She spoke quietly in his ear.

“I love you, darling. I’ll see you tomorrow, I promise,” Severus replied, giving the woman a quick kiss before apparating away from the Burrow. The dark lord was getting stronger, how? They had no idea but with the mark on Severus’ arm getting darker everyday, it was something to worry about. Something big was going to happen soon, the dark lord was going to return. He was going to return soon.

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(Eventual) George Weasley x Malfoy!Reader

Prompt: The announcement of the Tri-Wizard tournament creates drama.

Word Count: 1894

Reader: Female

Warning: None

Author’s Note: Where are all the George Weasley fanfics? I'm back in my HP phase and I've already read all of them. AO3 too. This was written before I fell off the face of the Earth too so no promises my skills are up to par.

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You let out a chuckle as you watch the boys become mesmerized. The ladies of Beauxbatons let out sighs and dreamy looks as they parade down the center of the Great Hall. They were indeed angel-like creatures but the reaction was a bit overdramatic. The boys are drooling, hooting, and standing. It was quite entertaining, honestly. You take a glance over at the Gryffindor table, the look on Ron’s face sends you into fits of giggles.

Next, the boys of Durmstrang come through the doors. Well, men of Durmstrang. Whatever is in their water in the north, you need it here. The men are doing flips, twisting their staffs and it’s very entrancing. This time, the girls are the ones drooling. They were, indeed, very attractive. What catches you off guard, though, is the last two people who enter.

Viktor Krum and Igor Karkaroff.

Your mouth opens slightly, staring at the two. Viktor Krum was a legend himself, just recently coming out of the Quidditch World Cup. You honestly didn’t realize how young he was. There are whispers and gasps echoing throughout the room. But, you’re not focused on him. 

Igor Kararoff was known for all the wrong reasons. You’ve heard his name whisper throughout your household for a few months now. Doing some research during the first few months back at school, you’ve learned his history. He was a Death Eater, being one of the ones who were sent to Azkaban. He was only pardoned because he gave up the names of his fellow Death Eaters. Maybe he was a changed man, but with the attack that just happened, you were still a bit nervous that he was here.

“Oi, looks like (Y/N) has her eye on someone.” Alfred points out causing the guys around you to sound off while the girls go straight to whispering. Cedric just laughs and shakes his head at his friends, the idea humoring him. “Malfoy and Krum, an interesting pair that would be.” He continues, you roll your eyes at their assumptions.

Switching your focus from the performance, you look past them to the Gryffindor table once again. Ron had a starstruck expression on her face while Hermione had a glare, you were glad to see she recognized the former Deatheater as well. Scanning further, a particular redhead duo catches your eye.

The twins were in deep conversation, Fred gesturing adamantly as George hung his head in defeat. You furrow your eyebrows, wondering what they were talking about to make George so uncharacteristically shy. He then raises his chin slightly, making eye contact with you and panicking. He quickly hits his brother on the shoulder before gesturing towards you. Fred turns and smirks, saying something to him before sending you a goofy wave and forcing George to send one too. It causing you to let out a giggle before smiling back at them.

Cedric watches the whole thing, noticing the small blush that comes onto your face when you made eye contact with the taller ginger. He shakes his head fondly at you, “I’m sure you already have eyes on someone particular.” He slyly comments and nods his head toward the said person. 

A small smile appears on your face as you shake your head at him. Cedric knew of your crush on George and loved to tease you about it. He was the first to figure it out and the first to point out anything remotely flirtatious that went on between the two of you. He was a cheerleader for the complicated relationship you had with the ginger, supporting your continuous breakdowns about him over the years.

And, oh, were there many.

Without realizing it, you were absently staring right at George as you thought about the time you realized you had a crush on him. It was back in fourth year, Fred and Lee had disappeared in the crowd on the way to Hogsmeade so it left the two of you alone. You spent the whole day together, laughing and having fun. You didn’t even remember your two friends who abandoned you in the first place.

When you came back tothe dorms, you found Cedric sitting in the common room with a muggle book in his lap. He chuckled as you nervously blurted out your newly discovered feelings about the ginger, relieved that you finally figured it out.

A small smile tugs at the corner of your lips, looking back on the fond memory. George turns his head and makes eye contact with you once again. You share a dumb smile before he sends a wink your way. Cedric lets out a booming laugh when you start getting flustered. Your face flames up and you turn away, mumbling stuff under your breath about how unfair it was to be that attractive.

Cedric sets a gentle hand on your shoulder, patting it comfortingly. You let out an exasperated sigh and fall into his chest, “He’s going to be the death of me, Cedi.”

“I’m sure you’ll die happy then.”

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The castle already felt overcrowded with the extra bodies and they haven’t even been there for twelve hours; the rush back to the dorms after the announcement last night was ridiculous. You almost got trampled over three different Durmstrang hoards. You weren’t as lucky as Collin Creevey, poor boy got crushed by a sea of Beauxbeatons girls.

The great hall was surprisingly empty for having the additional schools being there. Most people were either showing their new friends around, sleeping in, or waiting around the cup to see who has the bravery to put their name in. It was nice to have a break from the chaos that occurred in such a short amount of time.

The twins immediately spot you once you walk through the doors of the Great Hall as if they’ve been waiting for you all morning. They wave you over, the mischievous smiles on their faces make you want to turn around and pretend you never came down here.

The boys separate and make room for you on the bench, allowing you to sit in your unspoken designated spot between the two. “Good morning, boys.” You mumble a greeting before reaching for a pancake.

“Mornin’.”

“Well, don’t you look rather ravishing today?” Fred compliments once you're settled with a plate full of food. “Doesn’t she, George?”

“I’ve never been graced with anyone more beautiful in my presence.” He dreamily says, gently pushing a piece of hair out of your face. You freeze in confusion, the dry pancake hanging out of your mouth as their words process in your tired brain. Ravishing? You were still in your pajama pants and sweatshirt that you were certain was your brother’s. Beautiful? Your hair was in disarray, more strands were out of your ponytail than in it by this point.

This wasn’t out of character for George, but Fred? You couldn’t recall the last time he complimented a sweater you wore. Realization washes over you when you put the two together...

“What do you two gits want?” You spit out and going back to your food. Fred lets out his infamous offended scoff, pressing a hand to his chest which makes you roll your eyes. You stab at the breakfast at your plate as you wait for them to answer. They silently communicate over your head, sending each other looks and mouthing words. “Just let it out, will ya.”

“So, we’ve been thinking--”

“--That’s never good--” You immediately quip while looking over the rim of your cup, hiding the smile that appears when Fred rolls his eyes.

“We, the brave and daring Gryffindors we are, would like to enter the Triwizard tournament.” The older ginger announces and you to choke on the pumpkin juice. “So, we are trying to make an age potion. We have the base of the potion but we are having trouble with the rest.” He pulls out a muggle notebook and a pencil, a list of the ingredients and directions ripped out of a book taped to it. “So, we need your expertise.”

“Are you guys mental?” You immediately scold, an onslaught of worrying thoughts flooding your brain. “There is no reason for the two of you to put your name in that cup. You would be risking your lives for what? Get your name out there? People already know the people behind the outrageous pranks.”

Fred opens his mouth to defend himself but is cut off by you continuing your ranting. You were absolutely fuming at them. How could they put themselves in danger like this? People knew who they were and they shouldn’t risk their lives for a dumb prize. “You guys aren’t even old enough to put your name in the cup, why do you think you could win it if you even got in the damn thing?”

“And Cedric can?” Fred dares to challenge you. The grip on your cup tightens at the mention of Cedric planning to put his name in the cup. You honestly didn’t want him to but you knew if he got picked he would kick ass. He’s excelled at all his classes and he has shown how talented he can be. Cedric wanted to volunteer for the challenge, not the rewards.

“Cedric has been at the top of our class since first year. He’s proven himself worthy on many occasions and has the mental capacity to handle the challenges they put him through. You two are not Cedric.” You simply state, voice scarily steady. It’s not that you didn’t think they had the skill to survive, it’s just that you were scared to lose them. Yea, you were scared to lose Cedric as well, but you knew his passion would perceive above all. “What do you guys even want to be in it for?”

“The money.” Fred instantly answers, you let out a scoff. You knew their dreams of opening a joke shop but risking their lives when there was an easier way to do that was not the way to go.

“You guys are so stupid.” You shake your head and get up out of your seat. You couldn’t stand to be in the same room in fear that you would snap and say something you would regret later. “I can’t believe you two would risk your lives for a little bit of cash.”

“We don’t have money as you do, Malfoy, so I don’t even want to hear it.” Fred has the audacity to continue the argument as George stares down at his food. “Some of us have to work harder to afford what we want.”

You physically flinch at his direct insult to your family. It takes you back to the time your first year when the feud between the three of you was at its peak. It made your blood boil, “Well, Weasley, don’t come crying back to me when you’re on your deathbed because you use the last two of your combined brain cells to enter yourself in the most dangerous competition in Wizarding history.” And with that, you turn on your heel and storm down the aisle. A few people’s heads turn your way but you don’t pay mind to them. It was a matter of life or death when it came to the Tri-Wizard tournament and those two numb skulls didn’t see the severity of it.

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He Always Said

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My brother always warned me about Draco, but I never listened. Draco was always an amazing boyfriend to me and he constantly spoiled me, even though I always told him not to. However, all that changed when my class ended and I was walking around to find Draco. I turned the corner that lead to the Slytherin common room and saw Draco pushing Pansy up against the wall and kissing her. I stared at them for a moment, my brain not fully processing what I was seeing. There was no way my boyfriend of three years was cheating on me with one of his best friends, that he told me I didn’t need to worry about… 

“D-Draco?” I asked quietly. Both their heads snapped up and looked at me with wide eyes. My eyes locked with the silver eyes of my love, he looked shocked, guilty, and worried. A tear fell down my cheek and Pansy had a small smirk on her face. 

“Y/N, I-” 

“Don’t.” I said. Draco walked closer to be and I back up until my back hit the wall. 

“You’re cheating on me?” I asked, tears continuing to fall. 

“I’m so sorry, Y/N.” He said with sad eyes. 

“Sorry for doing it or sorry for being caught?” I asked. 

“Love, I-” 

“Save it. We’re over, Malfoy.” I said. Hurt flashed in his eyes when I called him by his last name. It was the first time I’ve ever called him that. My heart shattered seeing his face like that, but I turned to leave. Draco grabbed my arm and stopped me. 

“Can I explain, please?” He asked. 

“Explain what? That you tripped and your tongue landed in her throat? There’s nothing you can save it.” I said and pulled my arm away. I left leaving Draco with tears in his eyes. I ran as fast as I could back to my common room and just hoped not a lot of people were there. I walked inside and immediately my brother, Hermione, and Ron noticed me. 

“Y/N, what’s wrong?” Harry asked, stopping me from running up the stairs. 

“N-Nothing, can you please move, Harry.” I asked, not able to stop the tears. 

“It’s obviously something.” He said and gently pulled me over to the couch they were sitting at. 

“You can tell us.” He added. 

“D-Draco-” 

“What did Malfoy do, I swear I’ll-” 

“Harry! Let her speak.” Hermione scolded with a glare. 

“Sorry…” He mumbled. Hermione smiled at me and gave me a slight nod. 

“Draco cheated on me… with Pansy.” I whispered and all three of their eyes widened. 

“I knew he was a bloody git!” Ron said and Hermione elbowed him. 

“I told you not to date him!” Harry said and Hermione smacked him in the shoulder. Hermione moved next to me and wrapped an arm around my shoulder. 

“I’m sorry to hear that, Y/N.” She said and I cried a little harder. 

“Did I do something wrong? Was a I not good enough? Is it because he stopped loving me?” I asked and she held me tighter. 

“No, Y/N, you did nothing wrong. You brought out the good in him. You got to him stop calling me mudblood, you made him stop bullying the first years, you even got him to leave Harry and Ron alone. If anything you were too good for him.” She said. 

���I still don’t think there’s any good in him… clearly.” Harry said and Hermione glared at him. 

“Harry, you need to be here for your sister, not being mad at Malfoy.” She said. Harry got up and pulled Ron with him. The two of them left and Hermione sighed. 

“Bloody boys…” She said, shaking her head slightly. Ginny came over and sat on the other side of me. 

“I heard what happened, sorry for eaves dropping. I’m sorry Y/N.” She said and hugged me. 

“As much as I don’t want to agree with them, Malfoy is a bit of a git for hurting you.” She said and I sighed. 

“I thought we were fine…” I whispered and cried even harder. The first held me and let me cry. 

An hour later, I had finally stopped crying and Harry and Ron came back in with proud smiles. The three of us looked up at them with furrowed brows. Ginny crossed her arms and glared at the two of them. 

“And where were you two?” She asked. 

“We were taking care of Malfoy.” Ron said, taking a seat and picking up some candy. Ginny smacked the candy out of his and and he looked up at her with wide eyes.

“Y/N needed the two of you, you especially-” She said pointing at Harry and he raised his hands in surrender. 

“And you two decided to give Malfoy attention?” She finished. 

“He hurt my sister, I wasn’t going to just let that go!” Harry said. 

“D-Did you hurt him?” I asked and he smiled. 

“We hexed him into next week!” He said and I bit my lip. 

“That’s not helping, Harry.” Hermione said and wrapped her arm around me again. 

“But, he deserves-” 

“You should have just left it alone, Harry! You’ll find any excuse to hate or bloody hurt Draco more! I needed you more than you needed to ‘teach Malfoy a lesson’!” I shouted at him with angry and sad tears falling. 

“Y/N I-” 

“No! Just stop Harry, you aren’t helping anything!” I said and ran up to my dorm room. I got into bed and just cried. Both boys I care the most about in my life hurt me today and it was just too much…

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[dolcid]

Cute Little Ferret Boy ▪︎ Harry Potter

Pairing: Draco Malfoy x Harry's Twin Sister! Slytherin!Reader

Summary: When Draco is turned into a Ferret, his S/O is there to help him out.

Warnings: established relationship, tad bit of violence if you count Moody turning Draco into a ferret violence lol, canon divergence, bullying maybe? nothing else??? Idk, lmk if I'm missing anything

A/N: was inspired by this post lol

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Sitting at a bench in the courtyard of Hogwarts, you were finishing up your charms homework. Draco was there too, sitting in a tree for merlin knows what. He always made sure he had an eye on you somehow. He'd never be too far away, as he wanted to be sure no one was messing with you. Since you were the twin of the famous Harry Potter, a lot of the students at hogwarts loved to tease you for it. Draco had been one of them too at a point in time, but once he realized you two had more in common than anyone he's ever met at the school, he fell in love. Apologizing for his actions, Draco was simply whipped by you. Now he was the one defending you from those teases, even from your brother and his friends. Harry may have been your twin, but that didn't mean you got along. Ever since you came to Hogwarts all the attention was on him, and he enjoyed it. Never once sparing you a glance. His ego was certainly fueled by the fact that he had friends, got good grades, was in Gryffindor, and wasn't affected by all the trauma you both shared. You were happy he wasn't affected by it like you were, but also envious of his ability to overcome it so easily. It wasn't that easy for you, which is why you were here now. In Slytherin, had no friends, struggled with all classes and was merely the "Girl Who Cried" most people didn't even bother to learn your name, only knowing you as Potter's twin sister. It was dreadful really. But Draco made up for the lack of normalcy you wanted. Needed. You'd pray that Harry would see you as a person someday too.

Shaking your head, you attempt to bring your thoughts back to the charms homework you were struggling with. But it was to no avail, you couldn't focus with so many students bristling about. And to make it worse, your brother and his friends just walked in. You visibly tense, not going unnoticed by Draco, who swiftly drops from the tree he was perched in and made his way over to you, not before motioning to his friends to watch your brother. He knew how you felt about Harry. How he never stood up for you like a sibling should. Placing a gentle hand on your shoulder, Draco smiles down at you gently.

"How's the homework coming along?" He asks, voice soft and friendly, a voice only you heard. You smiled up at him, sighing and placing your quill down.

"Could be better," you grovel, blowing a stray hair out of your face. Draco smirks, teasingly.

"I told you, you could ask me for help darling," he says, swiftly sliding into the seat beside you. You groan.

"I know, I just wanted to try on my own first." Draco rubs your lower back encouragedly.

"I'm proud of you for trying,"

As Draco places a gentle kiss to your temple, rustling is heard coming your way. You both look up to see Harry, looking awfully mad.

"Can I help you Potter?" Draco asked, his hand finding yours. You tensed once more, hating the feeling of Harry's eyes on you.

"Yeah, you can stay away from my sister!"

Oh boy you thought. Harry always made sure to harass Draco when he was with you, always putting on a show for the other mindless students that watched. He didn't care truly, you could tell by his eyes. He only wanted to provoke Draco, hoping he would do something stupid and get detention, or worse. Expelled.

You breathe in sharply, staring down at your homework as Draco rolls eyes pale eyes.

"Oh now you care?" Draco sighs audibly.

"We've been over this Potter, you can't make me stop seeing your sister. You're lucky to even call yourself her brother," Draco argued, his hand squeezing yours gently. Harry visibly grew angrier, causing both you and Draco to stand off the bench. This wasn't good...

Draco protectively pulled you against him, sneering at Harry as he got closer.

"Stay back if you know what's good for you, Potter." Draco threatened. Harry merely chuckled.

"If I did what was good for me, my sister would be out of the picture. She's merely a bother, a nobody," Harry spoke, a smirk present on his face.

The next few moments seemed to have stilled, as if somebody had casted a time slowing charm. Draco pulled out his wand, Harry following suit. You panicked and attempted to stop Draco, but before you could, a spell flew at Draco, seemingly turning him into the small white blonde ferret now on the ground beside you.

Suddenly professor Moody emerged from a corridor, his wand aimed at your boyfriend.

"Stop!" You tried to reason, but your wails were thrown to deaf ears. Harry smiled mischievously as Moody started to toss the ferret around in the air, nearly shoving him down his friends pants before you intervened.

"I said Stop!" You shouted, grabbing the ferret and the attention of everyone around you. You panicked again however, quickly turning on your heels and running into the castle, the ferret still in your arms. You made it to the slytherin common room before you attempted to catch your breath, hoping you were far away enough that no one had followed you. Your attention was soon turned to the small ferret in your arms, or more so your boyfriend. You sighed gently and held him close, apologizing to him softly. The ferret squeaked and seemingly understood you, his nose nuzzling into your cheek. You smiled and brushed your hand threw his hair.

"Let's hope this spell wears off soon hm?" You spoke, giggling as the ferret tickled your neck.

Entering the common room, you immediately went to Draco's dorm, as it was where you two would spend most of your time together. Mostly to keep out of the public's eye. It was basically your room at this point too, you slept there, kept clothes there, did homework there, etc. It was bigger than your actual dorm too so that was a plus.

Sitting on your shared bed, you set the ferret down gently, watching as he looked at you curiously. You hesitantly pull out your wand, looking it over before turning to him.

"I don't know if I can help you, I don't want to hurt you," the ferret squeaked, running into your lap.

"Is that a no?" You laughed.

"Maybe we should just wait it out, I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if something bad happened to you." You spoke, shuddering at the thought. Staring at him fondly, you began to pet him again, finally being able to get a good look at him.

"I must say, you are awfully cute for a ferret," you tease, the ferret merely sighing in response. You giggle and continue to pet him, laying back onto the bed and lying him beside you, on your pillow.

"Why don't we just sleep it off? That'll certainly make it wear off sooner," the ferret seemed to agree, curling up on himself and nustling into your neck.

"I agree." You laugh, taking off your circular glasses and setting them on the dresser nearby.

"I love you Draco, have sweet little ferret dreams," you tease one last time, placing a soft kiss to his head.

When you awoke, it was dark out and the room was cold. You shivered, attempting to curl in on yourself but stopped when you felt a hand on your waist. Remembering the events from earlier, you rubbed the crust from your eyes and turned around, seeing a mop of blonde hair, and his familiar black and green robes. You breathed out a sigh of relief, thankful to see the spell had warn off. Even though Draco was still asleep, you couldn't help but wrap your arms around him, relieved to have his safe, warm, comforting presence back. He woke and automatically hugged back, as if his body knew what to do. He then stilled, flexing his hands. He opened his eyes and inspected himself, sighing in relief as well. Before you could say anything however, Draco had his lips on yours, scrambling any sort of thought you had. He pulled back and rested his forehead to yours.

"That's for saving me. Thank you darling,"

He kissed you once more, his hand pulling you by the waist, closer to him.

"You saved me too, thank you Draco. I love you."

A/N: soooooo what do you think? Lol. I always have a hard time writing x readers for some reason, but I actually had fun this time. Lmao. Reblogs appreciated, and please, let me know your thoughts! <3

[badasgirlfriend]

Secret | | Harry Potter Imagine

pairings: harry potter x malfoy! fem oc

genre: secret relationship

warnings: ??

a/n: hope u like it<3 reqs are open

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"Class is over. See you class," the professor's voice booms, causing all the students to stand and rush towards the door. As soon as they're able, they exit the classroom, eager to get to their next class or to take a long-needed break from the day's lessons.

Harry smiles at Lyra as the two of them gather their belongings and begin to head out of the classroom together. As they reach the exit, Harry pauses and suddenly grabs Lyra's hand, gently pulling her closer to him. Lyra is caught off guard by this gesture and looks at the green eyed boy with a surprised expression.

"Um...Harry, what are you doing?" she asks.

“Holding my girlfriends hand what does it look like” he snorts

“Harry” Lyra says looking around “Someone could see us”

"Shhh, it's perfectly fine, Lyra." Harry brushes her concern to the side with a light chuckle as he leans in to kiss her. "What's the issue in spending some extra time together?" he says with a grin, pressing his lips against hers.

“Harry, please...let go. What if someone sees us?" she whispers, trying to make him understand

"Lyra, you’re being paranoid. I doubt anyone is going to come here anytime soon." he continues to hold onto Lyra's hand with a firm grasp

But she still feels anxious, what if her brother saw them together…or his friends. She can risk that “Harry please. Can't we go to somewhere else?" she begs.

Harry sighs and eventually lets go of Lyra's arm "Lyra...you know I love you."

Lyra gulps at his words, feeling a bit awkward “But...this whole secret relationship is getting to me," he adds, he wants to be open with her about how he feels and doesn't want to keep their romance a secret anymore.

Lyra looks at Harry with soft eyes, she knows that they cannot be together publicly because of her family and brother's beliefs "Harry...you know we can't," she says with a slightly regretful expression. "Draco and my family...they won't accept us," she explains.

"Yeah, I know," Harry cuts in, understanding her concern. "But that doesn't mean we can't try. You're their daughter; they'll accept this," he says

She wants to be with Harry, but in the back of her mind, she knows that the relationship was doomed from the start. Perhaps she was being selfish when she started dating Harry, knowing full well that their relationship would eventually break apart because of her family. However, she couldn't help it; she liked him way too much at the time, and now she loves him.

"Harry...you don't know them like I do," she says softly. "Maybe my mother would accept us- even Draco, but my father...he'd rather disown me,"

Harry laughs in disbelief and shakes his head “Lyra im sick of meeting in secret holding ur hand in secret…do you know how much it hurts seeing other guys flirt with you or even ask u on dates- fucking hell i cant even take my girlfriend on a date in public” he ran his hand through his hair “i just want…to hold your hand in front of everyone, hug you kiss you in fhe hallways not in the broom closets or the changing rooms”

He was stressed, between Umbridge and her detentions, the DA classes, and Snape tormenting him, Harry is feeling overwhelmed. And on top of that, he can't help but feel a bit insecure. Maybe Lyra doesn't want to be with him, or perhaps she's ashamed and that's why she doesn't want anyone to know about their relationship.

Lyra groans “Harry I didn’t mean to-“ she stops and immediately takes a few steps backwards when students enter the class. Some of them give the couple weird looks

Harry shakes his head “Well Malfoy” he spits her last name and she cant help but feel hurt “you and your brother need to leave me alone, Im done with you two” With that, he leaves the classroom, bumping into Lyra's shoulder on his way out making her stumble a little

When she spots a group of third year ravenclaws staring and whispering about her, she has had enough.

"What are you looking at?" she snaps, causing them to flinch. "Go back to writing your notes," she adds, before making a swift exit and making her way towards her own common room.

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Almost three days had passed since that argument between Lyra and Harry, and they had not spoken since then. The Malfoy girl was starting to feel torn by this distance. These past days had been difficult for her.

She saw Harry frequently in class or alone in the hallways, and he would always avoid her gaze and disappear before she could say a word. Enough was enough, and Lyra refused to wait any longer for a conversation. She would speak to Harry today, whether he liked it or not.

Harry was also struggling. He missed his girlfriend and couldn't help but blame himself for the argument they had. It was his fault, he should have just accepted her "no" and left it at that.

"You're so dumb," he thought to himself, feeling guilty and ashamed. He thought Lyra hated him now, and he couldn't blame her.

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"Draco, please stop!"

Lyra hissed, gripping Draco's shoulders tightly but he easily shrugs off her grasp. She is desperate for him to listen, but he pushes her away

"What did you just say about my sister?"

Cornac McLaggen can't help but tremble under the fierce glare that Draco shoots him. If looks could really kill, he would surely be digging his own grave at this moment. Despite the tension, Lyra is too focused on Draco to care about Cornac

"I said I wouldn’t wouldn't mind fucki-..." He didn't get a chance to finish his sentence before Draco, who had caught his breath just in time, threw a bone-shattering punch that left Cormac's jaw hanging by a thread, and Lyra's heart racing with fear.

Lyra grabs her brothers arm to try and stop him. Draco, however, appears to want to deliver another round of punches, which forces Lyra to struggle to restrain him. She screams at him in an attempt to stop him "You will regret that," growled Cormac raising his wand in warning.

"Mess with her again, and I'll make sure that not even Madam Pomfrey can heal you," Draco spat out, struggling against the hold of Blaise and Theo who had just arrived.

"Oppungo!" Cormac yelled as he pointed his wand at the birds that Luna was feeding. But in his rage, he ended up misaiming his spell, sending it towards a couple of large rocks instead.

Cormac, realizing his mistake, seemed more focused on protecting himself from his own spell

When Cormac misfired his spell, Blaise, Theo and Draco immediately ducked to avoid any injuries from the rocks that were barreling towards them. However, Lyra didn't have the same luck. She was blocked by the three large guys standing in front of her, so she didn't see the rocks heading towards her. As a result, she was caught off-guard and hit by one of the heavy rocks, which knocked her to the ground.

"YOU FUCKER!"

Lyra could hear her brother's voice ring out through the air, but a loud pounding in her head was keeping her from seeing anything. She touched her head and felt liquid pouring down her face.

"Lyra, can you hear me?" Blaise's voice reached her ears, but she couldn't manage a response. With her head falling into Blaise's arms, he grew increasingly worried about her condition.

"What's going on?" Snape’s voice cuts through the tense atmosphere and quickly grabs everyone's attention. He looks at Lyra, his concern growing with each passing moment. Then, he turns his focus back on Theo, who is still holding Draco, and Cormac, who stands before them. The latter is shivering in fear.

"Malfoy, follow me." With a quick wave of his wand, Snapce casts a spell. Lyra levitates into the air with ease,

Snape turns to Cormac, his eyes cold and unfeeling. Though his words are brief, they are filled with a deep menace.

"I'll see you ... in my office," he growls.

Snape leaves immediately, making his way to the hospital wing, Cormac, however, is left in sheer dread

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Harry, Ron, and Hermione were in the Great Hall, seated at their usual table and discussing plans for the next DA meeting.

Unfortunately, however, they were completely unaware of what was happening outside.

Harry couldn't help but often glance towards the door. He was waiting for a certain blonde girl to enter the hall, but she never did. He checked his watch, confused since she was never late.

His confusion only grew as the seconds ticked by. "Where is she," he thought to himself, unable to concentrate on anything but the empty seat at the slytherin table

Cho Chang sits at the Gryffindor table, deep in conversation with Parvati Patil. “Did you hear about Lyra?"

The two girls continue to chat amongst themselves, not realizing that a few heads have turned in their direction. One boy in particular, Harry Potter

He listens closely for a moment, and then can't help but join in on the conversation. "What happened to Lyra?" he asks, turning their attention towards him.

Both Cho and Parvati turn to look at Harry. "Hi, Harry," Cho says sweetly, smiling at him, while Parvati nods in greeting, her blush intensifying.

Parvati quickly adds: "How are you? It's been awhile."

Harry doesn't want to be rude, but he is genuinely concerned about his girlfriend. "What happened to her?" he asks, sounding much more frantic this time.

"Marietta just told me that Cormac McLaggen..." Cho flinches and pauses, sensing the tension in Harry's eyes. Before she can finish what she was saying, Harry abruptly stands up and rushes away from the Great Hall, leaving both her and Parvati behind.

The two girls stare at each other for a moment, confused and surprised by the sudden turn of events. "What just happened?" Cho whispers quietly.

Harry's mind is only focused on one thing - 1) running towards the hospital wing and reaching Lyra. 2) killing Cormac McLaggen

As he speeds through the castle, he ignores the yells of his best friends Ron and Hermione, who beg him to stop.

Just before he reaches the hospital wing, he suddenly sees Theo viciously kicking Cormac on the stomach. The boy's rage flares up, transforming to a blinding red color. He can't control it in this moment. All he can think about is getting back at Cormac, no matter what it takes.

Harry marches up to them in a fit of rage, his anger only intensifying as his eyes focus in on Cormac.

As Theo looks at him with a confused and wary look, Harry simply pushes him aside, unable to hear or care about what anyone has to say in this moment.

"Finally," Cormac mutters out of anger, but he never finishes his sentence. In a flash, he is knocked to the ground by Harry.

"What the fuck mate?.

"I'll kill you!" Harry's rage only intensifies with every word. His grip on Cormac's collar tightens, and he prepares for another round, not intending to stop until Cormac is no longer breathing.

"Be thankful," Harry growls, his tone and expression darkening."Be fucking thankful that she's in the hospital right now, otherwise, you'd be dead for sure."

Harry punches Cormac in the face again, and this time, Cormac's nose breaks with a sickening crack. Blood splatters across the ground, painting it a crimson color as he falls to the ground with a thud

Theo stands in disbelief, his mind racing as he struggles to process the news.

"What the fuck..." he mutters, his voice tinged with confusion and surprise. "Oh Lyra, you little minx,"

Harry storms through the doorway. The force of his entry is so intense that it creates a loud bang, catching the attention of Draco, who immediately turns to face him.

As soon as Draco sees Harry, his face twists into a grimace, unable to hide his anger "What do you want?" he snaps, his frustration and anger growing.

Ignoring him, Harry rushes towards Lyra's bed, his heart breaking as he sees her lying there, so still and vulnerable, her head bandaged.

Draco watches Harry touch Lyra, his eyes darken and his expression changes to one of pure rage. His voice is strong and sharp as he speaks, his eyes locked on Harry “What the hell are you doing, Potter?" he grabs Harrys shoulder and shoves him away

"Let me see her, Malfoy," Harry says, his voice as calm and cold as ice.

"I said leave," he says through clenched teeth. "You have no reason to be here."

"I have every fucking reason to be here," Harry snaps back, his anger boiling over. He glares at Draco, his whole body taut with frustration and desperation.

Draco laughs "Name one then, asshole."

"She's my-- "

“H-Harry is that..you” Harry is cut off as another voice calls out from the other side of the room. They both rush over to Lyras bed. Draco is too focused on the situation at hand to even notice that it was Harry's name that the girl just said.

Draco kneels before Lyra, his face full of worry and concern. “Lyra, are you okay? Does it hurt that much?" He softly takes her face in his hands and looks at the bandages on her head. “I’ll write to father”

Lyra tries to sit up, but she quickly winces in pain, unable to get up. “No don't write to them," she whispers, fear evident on her voice She doesn't want to get into more trouble with her parents,

Harry cannot hold back any longer, "Lyra baby," he whispers, taking her hands and holding them “I'm so sorry," he continues, kissing her hands.

"I should've been there," he says, full of regret and remorse. He knows that if he had been there, she would not be in this condition.

Draco watches the two with wide eyes, his jaw dropping in disbelief. He has always seen Harry as the enemy, and this moment throws him for a loop, making him unable to process what he's seeing.

He tries to speak, but the words stick in his throat. His heart races as he watches the pair show affection towards one another like they never have before.

Lyra's face softens as Harry kisses her hands, his tenderness warming her heart. She knows that he's feeling guilty and trying to make “It's okay, H," she says, her voice quiet. "It isn't your fault," she adds, her words filled with understanding and forgiveness.

As she looks at Harry, it's as if her heart skips a beat. Her gaze is one of pure affection and love.

Draco can't believe his ears, or his eyes. He can't help but wonder if this is all just one big joke, or if there really is something going on between the two of them.

“H?" he yells. "Baby? What the fuck is happening?" Her brother’s face is filled with anger and hurt as he faces both Lyra and Harry. His voice is loud and frustrated, as he tries to make sense of the situation that’s in front of him

Lyra's eyes widening as she only then notices that her brother is in the same room as well. She tries to remove her hands from Harry's grasp, but he doesn't let go, shaking his head. 'Draco, it's not what you think,' she pleads.

“Oh?” Draco says in a mocking tone. 'Then please enlighten me, my dear sister. Because to me it looks like it,' he adds, letting out a cold laugh that chills Lyra through and through.

"Malfoy, calm down," Harry says firmly, gripping Lyra's hand to reassure her.

Draco looks at him furiously, his gaze full of raw hatred as he tries to contain the rage that is boiling

"You fucking shut up," he spits out, his eyes locked on Harry's face. "You don't get to speak. It's better if you leave."

This is it, this is your chance, Lyra thinks to herself “No” she looks at her brother “My boyfriend isn’t leaving”

"B-boyfriend? How could you do this?!" Draco yells angrily. "He's our enemy."

Lyra speaks up, and her voice is firm.

"He's your enemy, Draco, not mine."

Her words make Draco's jaw drop. How dare she take Harry's side?

"Did you even think about me before going with him?" Draco yells furiously. "For fucks sake, Lyra, what were you thinking?"

Lyra rolls her eyes. "Grow up, Draco," she replies. "Just because he rejected your handshake doesn't mean you still have to be butthurt over it."

Harry looks guilty as he realizes that Lyra wasn't ready for this to happen, Draco shakes his head in disappointment.

"I see," he says, his tone dripping with sarcasm. "Well, don't let me ruin your little romantic moment. By all means, continue."

Lyra glances at him in frustration, about to say something, but Draco quickly slams the door.

"He'll understand," Harry lets a sigh

Lyra stares at the door through which Draco just left, tears in her eyes.

"I know," she whispers, her voice cracking with emotion. "It will take him time. Way too much time" Her voice trails off as if she can't say anything more

She makes some space for him so he can lay beside her “Anyway did Cormac get detention?”

"That idiot" Harry mumbles. "He has no idea what's coming for him."

Lyra lets out a soft snicker, amused by Harry's words. "Harry," she says, her tone chiding. "You're already in deep shit with Umbridge. You don't need to dig your own grave even more."

"I don't care about her," Harry says, his tone brushing off any further discourse. "All I care about is you."

Lyra smiles and lays her head down on Harry's chest, relieved to hear the words she'd been waiting for. She closes her eyes, enjoying the feeling of being in his arms and his tender touch.

She feels safe with Harry, her worries and worries melted away in his embrace. She is finally at peace, knowing that she's with the one she loves.

Harry looks at her eyes, softening as his gaze meets hers. He brings her closer, his love for her palpable in every touch.

"Everything will be fine, my love," he whispers. "I promise you that it will."

He kisses her gently on the forehead, trying to convey the reassurance and love he feels for her.