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[hexbees]

buildup to dating draco headcanons!

a/n:: my own personal headcanons for our boy draco! obvi you can think or feel however you want!

draco would greet you with a sarcastic smile or wave. not condescending, just overly joyous.

"Hey! Hello! HI! Y/N! HI!" hand flailing and all.

obnoxiously touching you (at anyyy chance)

knocking knees on purpose, brushing his shoulders against you when he has to reach for something. CALLING YOU SMALL SO HE CAN COMPARE HAND SIZES!!!

he loves nothing more than meanly flirting with you.

"You're so fucking annoying, its cute."

he thinks you look so attractive when you're irritated (literally eggs you on so you'll get riled up)

"Ew, why are you wearing red?"

"Malfoy! I'm not changing again!" you'd furrow your eyes at him, clearly annoyed.

"You look better in green, please. I cannot be seen anywhere near you in this dress."

"Good! I'll avoid you all night, no problem." you'd turn your back on him, only making his grin grow bigger.

"It's a problem for me."

he loves all the attention you get (from guys and girls) it makes his heart swell with pride knowing everyone else sees you as he does.

"Damn, y/n looks good even in red." blaise would say, leaned against a wall in the common room while a party ensues.

"Of course she does"

while he's been propositioned by girls in the past, he never hesitates to brush them off and decline. he couldn't imagine anyone ever captivating him like you do.

"Why don't you walk me back to m-"

"Huh?" he literally didn't hear her, focusing on the giggles you're letting out ten feet away from him.

"Wanna go back to my roo-"

"No" without even turning his head to see who asked.

he helps you with your books after shared classes only to hold them over his head so he can look down at you struggling to reach them.

"You fucking beanpole, give them back!" you'd bounce on the balls of your feet, resting one hand on his shoulder hoping to reach higher.

"Why would I do that when you look so cute all mad?"

he purposefully cuts you off in group conversations just to watch you puff your cheeks and huff.

"Like, what the fuck? He gave me an E! An E! I deserved at least-"

"Do you want a biscuit? There's one left."

"No, Draco. Don't inter-"

"Are you sure? It's the last one."

"Draco, shut up!"

he calls you pet names because he knows it annoys you and likes that you say them back, thinking it annoys him too.

"Hey, mon amour."

"Good morning, mon cher." you'd roll your eyes while he grinned.

he catches you looking at him with a glint in your eye but ignores it because he knows if you noticed that he noticed, you'd stop. (though he would love to see you embarrassed over being caught)

he tries to drop hints, hoping you'd catch on, but you never do. leaving him annoyed with himself for not sucking it up and fully committing to asking you out.

"I feel like going to Hogsmeade, maybe getting a butterbeer."

"We can see if anyone else wants to go when they get back from the library."

"Mm but they might be a while. You and I can just go, together."

"Well, I wouldn't want them to feel left out."

[biggestxsimps]

Study Date

Draco Malfoy x Male Reader

A/N: This requested over on our Wattpad! I really hope this is okay. Always, if there's anything you think should be changed, just let me know!

You loved to spend your evenings in the library, the smell of ageing pages and vintage furniture always made you feel comfortable. Of course, you weren’t just here to admire your surroundings, but to actually study.

Most of your classes you had, were with your boyfriend, Draco. And somehow, it became harder and harder to focus on classes and get work done. The two of you gossiping as your classes went on without you. Only truly focusing in your Potion’s classes, too afraid to be faced with Snape’s discipline.

That brings you to now, sitting behind a withering table on a just as old chair, as the lamp in front of you flickered ever-so-slightly. You lift your head, stretching your neck as you tear your eyes from the book that felt excruciatingly longer than it was, turning to your mumbling boyfriend.

His book laid open on the table and his hands were quick to copy the printed words onto a yellow-tinted parchment, the hushed words falling from his mouth as he wrote them. As he dips his quill, he glanced your way, noticing your eyes on him.

Leaving the quill in the inkwell, he faces you, a couple bones popping as he shifts out of his previously uncomfortable position. His eyes soften as they fall on you, a small tired smile creeping its way onto his face.

Your lips mimic his, it wasn’t often you saw Draco this relaxed, it was truly a sight for sore eyes. It almost made you sad, his smile not as familiar as it used to be. You sigh, that wasn’t a thought for now.

“I don’t know how much longer I can do this before I either fall asleep or my hand falls off.” He shakes his hand awake as he lets out a scoff, you chuckle, agreeing with him. “I can barely keep my eyes open anymore.” You rub your palms against your aching eyes, trying to keep them open just a little longer.

“I say we take a break.” He leans back in his chair as he crosses his arms. “We’ve been at this for hours.” You hear a slight whine in his voice, you couldn’t deny, a break sounded great right about now. You nod, bringing your arms above your head, exaggeratingly stretching as you groaned.

Once your arms dropped, you brought one to the boy beside you, resting your hand against his cheek. His eyes flutter shut as he digs himself further into your touch, his fingers wrapping around your wrist, bringing you closer.

A tense breath left his lips “I missed you, this.” You let out a little chuckle. “We’re with each other almost all day, every day.” His eyes open back up to send you a playful glare, his other hand sending a soft hit to your leg. “You know what I meant. It’s not often we get peaceful moments, like these, to ourselves.”

You respond, a grin still slightly evident on your face. "I suppose this is nice, I can't say I haven't missed being with you, like this." Your thumb starts to draw little circles against his cold cheek. He hums, clearly enjoying the feeling of your warmer hand.

"You're truly gorgeous, Draco." You watch as pink starts to find its way on his face, his lips slightly twitching before he sunk into your shoulder. You both let out your own quiet laughs, his head dipping into the crook of your neck.

Your hand falls from his cheek, slowly grazing over his body before stopping against his lower back, your fingers twiddling with his loose robes. He follows your movements, bringing his arms around you and holding his hands against your own back.

“You’re too kind to me.” You feel Draco’s smile against your neck as he talks. Your head starts to lightly shake as you whisper back to him. “Only as kind as you deserve.” His head lifts back up, only a few inches from your face. “Thank you.” You feel his light breath fan against your lips before he presses his lips against your own.

The kiss is chaste, full of love and longing as you tangle your hand into his hair, pulling him deeper into you. His hands reach to your neck, wrapping around before slightly pulling you lower into him. The both of you part, breathlessly gasping before reconnecting.

He slowly pulls away after a few seconds, his cheeks about as red as his swelling lips. A comforting silence fills the room as your fingers comb through his hair, brushing down the messy flyaways. Draco slightly hums at the touch, eyes falling shut again.

Draco sighs as he falls back into you. "How are you feeling, Love?" You gently scratch against his scalp before he mumbles against you. "Mhmm.. Just tired." You nod, slightly pulling him off of you.

"C'mere." You lean back as you tap your thighs. He drozily lifts out of his chair, taking a seat in your lap. You keep your torso tilted back as his body completely falls into yours, arms wrapped around your shoulders as he lays his head in your neck.

"Rest well, Draco." Your hand draws and lightly drags around his back, your lips placing a soft kiss against his forehead. He whispers back a "G'night" before you hear his light snores.

A/N: I honestly enjoyed writing this, give me more Draco requests pleasee (jk)

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[dancelikejinz]

hey bestie, can u do a draco x y/n smut. any kind using your imagination? i read ur weasley twins x y/n and suga ff, its so good youre so talented, do write more ily :)

Ofc love, tysm for ur compliment I really appreciate it. Draco smut, eh, we all love our blondie when he's all sexy...

★𝓓𝓪𝓻𝓴 𝓓𝓮𝓼𝓲𝓻𝓮𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓢𝓮𝓷𝓼𝓾𝓪𝓵 𝓢𝓹𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓼: 𝓓𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓸 𝓜𝓪𝓵𝓯𝓸𝔂 𝔁 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻★

╚»★«╝ 𝔀𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼: 𝙨𝙢𝙪𝙩( 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙪𝙥), 𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙢𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨, 𝙥 𝙞𝙣 𝙫, 𝙡𝙤𝙩𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙪𝙩, 𝙛𝙚𝙢!𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧, 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙗𝙤𝙮!𝙙𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙤, 𝙣𝙞𝙥𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮, 𝙢𝙪𝙡𝙩𝙞𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙖𝙨𝙢𝙨, 𝙨𝙪𝙗!𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧, 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙙𝙤𝙢!𝙙𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙤, 𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙛𝙚𝙢 𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙚𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢𝙥𝙞𝙚, 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 ╚»★«╝

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𝐀𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐛𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝. 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝. 𝐈 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐲/𝐧 (𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐢𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫). 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮.

He wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you near enough that you can feel the closeness of your bodies. Then he runs his hands up your sides and back down, causing a small shiver to run down your spine. 

"Thank Merlin," Draco says. "You're the one I've been wanting." As sexy as it is, something about that bothers you, and you seductively whisper back, "Wanting to fuck? And drop a second later." The second part with anger. 

"We'll see." Somehow that's all you need to cave. (Probably the firewhiskey)

He pushes you against the wall and your breath hikes. Then he starts biting up your neck lightly, then along your jawline, making his way to your lips. He bites your bottom lip and pulls it down a bit before kissing you, lightly at first but getting rather intense as he closes off all the space between your bodies, causing you to let out a small moan in pleasure.  Then suddenly he stops and lifts you off the ground by holding your hips in place with one hand while keeping his mouth on yours. You arch your back when he holds your body like that, desperate for him to continue exactly what you want, and can't wait to give it to you. His kisses start slowly at first, exploring every inch of your mouth with his tongue and then his lips, creating a slow sensuous dance.

You could feel his hands creep up under your top from your waist to your tummy and was going slowly upwards, spreading goosebumps along the wat. When his hands hit the top of your breasts, you bite down on his lower lip, coaxing him to move faster. He obliges, moving his hands to your nipples and gently pulling them through his palms, feeling them harden as he manipulates them. He breaks off the kiss briefly to slide his hands further up, letting his thumbs graze over your erect nipple as he works on the other one.

One of your hands slowly travels down from his chest and goes further down until you could feel the heat radiating off him. You run your fingers over his sweatpants to get a better sense of what he has underneath, starting at his cock and feeling it begin to stir when you notice how big it is. Suddenly, the contact becomes more intimate, your fingers running over his clothed tip, he shuddered at your touch. You follow his lead and reach into his pants with your free hand. His groan lets you know that you found what you were looking for.

He suddenly lifts you up and pushes you down onto the bed. You felt yourself sink into the silky, spongy mattress. Before long, you hear the sound of him taking off his clothes, undressing himself quickly. You're impressed by how good he looks naked; tall, strong, broad shoulders, smooth, muscled stomach, strong defined abs…you felt starstruck.

"So many ideas in my head.", Draco mumbles, interrupting your daydream. Your response was to nuzzle your face into his stomach, inhaling his delicious scent. It's somehow intoxicating, and you wrap your legs around him once again as he kisses his way down your torso, pausing to suck each pebble on your skin, then continuing further down. Finally, his lips reach their destination: your breasts.

The passion is amazing. In just a matter of seconds, he feels completely at ease, using his large hands to play with your nipples while sucking on them, kissing your neck, flicking your hair, and grinding his erection between your legs. Then suddenly, you feel his hands slide up to the back of your bra, removing it. He turns his attention to your panties next, ripping them in half with little effort, exposing your dripping sex. "So wet, for me, are we?", he said smirking devilishly at you. With one hand, he teases the outer folds of your labia, his tongue circling your clit before plunging into your wetness. He doesn't take his time here, however, fucking you quick and hard without ever breaking eye contact with you.

You realize how close you are when you feel the wet friction. His warm, thick cock is pressed right up against you. It's such a weird sensation like you're being used as a cushion instead of an actual person. Still, you can't help but spread your legs even wider apart, matching the motion of his thrusts and beginning to move your own hips, trying to match him in the intensity of the experience. You come quickly, so close to screaming out loud, but because he doesn't stop thrusting or pull away, you settle for shuddering silently, trying to hold on to that feeling. 

After some moments have passed, you realize that his breathing is becoming harder, more ragged, almost panting as he continues pumping you hard. You felt yourself going to come again for the second time. You could just feel your walls clenching and unclenching around him, and it seemed like you were being pushed to the edge again.  

Just when you thought you couldn't handle it any longer, the contractions started happening one after another. Your pussy seems to clamp down hard on him. It makes the pressure unbearable, and you suddenly realized that he was holding you still by pressing his body firmly against yours. Without any warning, you cried out and came again, the feeling of pleasure making your body quiver uncontrollably. Your orgasm lasted forever and made your whole body convulse; you gasped for air, and you felt his cum explode inside of you, making your inner walls pulse and expand as you felt a warm liquid gush inside of you.

Afterward, all that was left were his warm hands around your waist and the sound of his soft breaths against your neck.

When you finally opened your eyes again, you see his grey, stormy ones staring straight at you. The look of satisfaction on his handsome features makes you melt into his arms. He gives you a small kiss before settling beside you, pulling you closer, and resting your head on his shoulder. For a moment, neither of you says anything, you two just stare into each other's eyes. Finally, his voice cracks.

"I love you, Y/N" he whispered softly.

a/n: ty for ur request, babe, i enjoyed writing this... toodles :)

[hrts444taylor]

Death's Girlfriend #6 (Final)

Draco's POV

I sat in my dorm room, staring at the note which lay in front of me. It had been a week since Y/N left. The Ministry gave them to me saying that I'd want to see it. 

Did I though? Did I want to be reminded of the venomous thorns I planted in her lungs? 

I took a deep breath and shakily reached for the note. 'To My Favourite Ferret' carefully written on it. I let out a dry laugh as I read it. I then slowly opened the note. My eyes widened and I could feel the tears I had been crying for the past week come back again.

'Dear Dray,

If you're reading this, then that either means I ran out of time or I took the treatment. Either way, I probably didn't even get a chance to say goodbye. Please don't think I wrote this to break the two of you apart. I simply can't take it anymore. I can no longer breathe and words barely leave my tongue. Maybe it's for the best. If I tried telling you this in person, I might die in front of you. Maybe you'd leave her and come to me out of pity. Maybe you'd stay by my side. Maybe. Just maybe. But both of you mean too much. Instead, I'm writing this for when I've already left. Will it be easier for you to forget me.'

I stopped reading for a second to take a few shaky breaths. After about a minute, I continued to read.

'Roses are red. Violets are blue. Time left me, As did you.

Yet with time, the roses grew, And with them, my love for you. You made my heart sing with every word, But in the end, my love was never heard.

Perhaps in the end, it wasn't meant to be, The love I saved for the chance of you and me. My vision has faded, my eyes now dull, Unable to speak, with both lungs full.

I write my final words, without a certain melody. Perhaps to avoid speaking them to you breathlessly. Was it wishful thinking? Did you ever care? Because the moment you found her, it was as if I was never there.'

My body shook as sobs raked through me. My eyes widened as I heard a soft knock on the door. I slowly rose from my desk and walked towards the door, ignoring the trembling in my legs. A part of me hoped that she would be there. That she would be standing there; waiting with open arms and her bright smile, but I knew that wasn't the reality. I opened the door and stared at the visitor with dull eyes.

"Hey, you alright?" asked Hermione. She had been checking on me frequently along with Ron, forgetting all about the rivalry because of the event. They were the only other two who knew the true cause of Y/N's death. We asked the doctors to keep it a secret. Instead, the Clearwater family was told that she was attacked in the middle of the night.

"Yeah." I replied.

"Shit... Don't look at us with those eyes." said Ron. I looked at him in confusion. "Those were the same eyes she had whenever we tried talking to her."

"Oh..." I muttered. "Anyways, I'm fine." I said.

"That's what she said. We trusted her, and look what happened!" exclaimed Hermione.

"Don't even think of pulling some Romeo and Juliet shit on us." growled Hermione. I sighed as I walked into my room, not bothering to shut the door. I collapsed onto my seat and looked towards the note.

"Want to see what she left behind?" I asked, giving them a broken smile. Hermione was the first to step in. I began by handing him the letter. She read through it with teary eyes, and the moment she got to the poem, she burst into tears.

"What is it, Mione?" asked Ron. 

Hermione handed the letter to him with a shaky hand. Ron read over it. His eyes growing wider as he neared the end. He threw the letter at me before shouting out profanities.

"Fuck!" he yelled. "We should've done something! Hell, we should've tied her up and dragged her to the fucking St Mungos !"

"Ron, calm down..." muttered Hermione as she wiped away her own tears.

"Why do you two care so much anyways?" I asked, my voice tired.

"She's not the only person who had hanahaki." said Hermione. "Ron did too." My eyes widened as I stared at him.

"Shit... she had the same fucking reaction!" he yelled, balling his fists, "Why..." muttered Ron. "It wasn't worth it. You weren't worth it." he said before stomping out of the room with Hermione chasing after him.

"Y/N..." I muttered to myself in the new-found silence. "Can you hear me? Ha... I'm probably going insane. I remember you used to always listen to this song... called 'Heather'... Was it your favorite..? I remember you always sang along whenever it played on the radio.... I miss you... Would you be mad if I... joined you?"

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'𝗢𝗵 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗵, 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗯𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝗽𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗿𝗼𝗼𝗹 𝗼𝗳𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗳𝗮𝗰𝗲'

[fictionalb0ys]

Harry Potter Boys Jealousy

This is my first time writing on here, so it’s probably gonna be bad.

HARRY:

•Idk i feel like hes super up himself, so if he saw another guy flirting with you he’d just be like “hey” and hope that scared them off 😭

•would probably be talking to Hermione and Ron when he saw a guy with you

•my guy deffo has anger issues but like ig no one taught him anything >:)

•honestly I don’t think he’d care that much, he’s the chosen one after all

•I think he’d act cocky as a defense mechanism 🥋

DRACO:

•mf managers to be incredibly insecure but incredibly up himself all at once

•saunter over to you and start glaring at the guy

•straight up insulting the other dude but he just blames his daddy issues for everything

•honestly tho, he’s more so just insecure and scared that you’ll leave him

•his insults suck, but he has a big friend group that makes him seem a lot scarier 🫠

MATTHEO:

•OH MY GOD I AM LIKE ON MY KNEES

•just kidding lmao

•he is DEFINITELY the overprotective guy, but still gives you space

•however, if he sees another man flirting with *his* partner, 🫵😬

•ok so pretend this guy came up to you and started flirting with you

•mattheo Sees and obvi isn’t happy

•but cause he loves yous and doesn’t want to make you mad, he simply puts his arm around your shoulder and says smth like

“hey babe, who’s this?”

•if the guy doesn’t get the message to leave, Theo will get straight to the point

•but who knows, maybe he would just watch you from afar to see how you handle it

FRED:

•he’s a ghost at Hogwarts now so it’s not like he can do anything

•IM JUST KIDDING MAN ITS FINE

•he’s alive and well tho 💪

•definitely comes straight up to yous and hugs you from behind (tall guy shit 😖)

•probably start cracking jokes

•but like more directed for you

•so the guys just awkwardly standing there

•if he doesn’t leave yet, Fred will pointedly say

“excuse me, me and my girlfriend have somewhere to be

GEORGE:

•would be way more cautious of how to approach this, but also way more chill then george Jo

•he knows that you won’t do anything

•he’ll still come up to you and put his arm around your shoulder

•introduce himself, but wouldn’t make the guy uncomfortable 😖

•just subtly hinting that you’re taken and not interested

RON:

•bro idk what you’re talking about I didn’t forget ron 😐

•anywho, he’s probably too busy adventuring with the golden trio

•however I’ll set a scene

•you’re at dinner in the great hall, at the ravenclaw table (whether it be your house or you’re sitting with a ravenclaw friend)

•Ron’s sitting with the trio eating

•until a ravenclaw guy is clearly flirting with you

•he doesn’t even notice at first, Hermione is the one that points it out to him

“Bloody hell”

•at first he doesn’t know what to do

•but he lets you decide what to do on your own

•he’ll catch up to you when you leave the great hall and ask what happened

#harrypotter #reader #yn #harrypotterxreader #draco #dracomalfoy #dracomalfoyxreader #ronweasley #ronweasleyxreader #fredweasleyxreader #georgeweasleyxreader #mattheoriddle #mattheoriddlexreader #slytherin

[battinscn]

KEEPING IT IN THE DARK — draco malfoy x hufflepuff! lupin! f! reader

CONTENT WARNING: maternal death/ canon violence

SUMMARY: being a lupin, you did all you could to live up to your father’s expectation. you were obedient and filial, but you had one not so little dirty secret.

WC/ AVG. READING TIME: 2706 words/ 14 minutes

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Y/N GASPED, CAUSING draco to detach his lips from hers. the y/h/c girl quickly looked down at her watch.

it was quarter past 4.

"shit i'm gonna be late, bye dray love you," y/n placed a quick peck on draco's cheek and placed her hand on the doorknob.

"draco..." she mumbled into his chest.

"5 more minutes," he hummed into the girl's hair, embracing her tightly.

"my father will be wondering where i've gone off too," she tried to squirm out of his grasp.

"fine," draco sighed out, finally letting go.

"i'll see you tonight?" draco looked down at the girl, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear.

"promise." the girl nodded her head.

they shared a kiss once more, before y/n opened the door of the broom closet, sticking her head out of it.

when she saw that there was nobody else in the hallway, she quickly scurried out of the small room, making her way to the defence against the dark arts classroom.

she placed a small knock on the door and opened it.

"you're five minutes late darlin," y/n's father greeted sitting at his desk, his head buried in a pile of parchments, presumably student's work.

"well good afternoon to you too dad," y/n smiled as she sat herself down on the chair opposite the defence against dark arts professor, remus lupin.

well you see, y/n was the only daughter of remus lupin. she was also the 5th year hufflepuff prefect.

and more importantly, she was dating the 5th year slytherin prefect. but not just any ole slytherin, the draco malfoy.

hence y/n and draco had to keep their relationship a secret. first of all, prefects weren't allowed to date.

secondly, y/n's father was part of the order of the phoenix, and lucius malfoy was a former deatheater.

can you say scandalous?

"punctuality is very important m'dear," he finally picked his head up from the table to look at the girl.

"i'm sorry dad, it slipped my mind, i was...in the library studying!" the girl twirled her wand in her fingers, hoping that hearing she was busy studying would please her father enough that he wouldn't give her an earful.

"very well, it is good that you are preparing for your OWLs at the end of the school year. i want you to mark these papers for me, then i'll go through them when you're done," remus pushed the pile of work done by the year ones towards his daughter.

"do i have to?" y/n groaned as she slammed her head onto the desk.

"yes. you have to," remus tapped his wand on the girl's head.

remus wanted his daughter to excel in school so she could graduate, find a stable job, and live comfortably. something he didn't have the luxury of doing due to his special monthly occurrences.

remus was fortunate enough to be given his position at hogwarts. y/n was actually the one who recommended her father to the headmaster after their previous professor turned out to be a complete and utter sham.

y/n was finally done with the work assigned to her, just in time for dinner.

the father-daughter duo made their way to the great hall, parting ways to their respective tables.

y/n filled her plate with food and she ate and chatted with her housemates, occasionally stealing and sharing glances with the blonde slytherin a table down from her.

the students slowly scattered away and made their way back to their respective common rooms.

soon, nightfall came and y/n headed back to her dorm.

when it was 10 pm, y/n slipped on her shoes and headed out of the hufflepuff common room.

y/n stepped out into the kitchen corridor and was met with a vinegar-doused draco.

"oh...my...godric," y/n said between laughs.

draco had an annoyed look on his face, rubbing the vinegar off his eyes and spitting out the gross substance.

"let's get you cleaned up big boy," y/n waved her wand and mumbled a cleaning spell.

"i've tried at least a million times and i still can't get the pattern right," draco huffed.

"well my love, that just proves you're a true slytherin," y/n smiled as she tiptoed to face draco.

"i missed you," draco leaned forward.

"i missed you too," she mumbled into the kiss.

the two walked hand in hand down the castle grounds, doing their prefect rounds.

y/n had managed to convince head-boy, ernie macmillan, to partner her and draco up for their prefect duties.

something about ensuring that draco was not slacking off while doing his rounds so she should be there to observe him, just in case.

it was now past midnight and the couple wandered aimlessly, chatting about whatnot.

they did happen to run into filch combing mrs norris' fur.

they could've sworn they saw him lick the back of his hand and wipe his head with it, imitating a cat.

"did...you see the way he licked his hand...it was hilarious!" draco hugged his stomach as he chuckled.

"i know," y/n wiped a tear from her eye.

the two unknowingly found themselves in the courtyard, by the door of the astronomy tower.

"what do you say we ditch our duties and spend some...alone time?" draco smirked, his head nodding towards the entrance of the tower.

"well mr malfoy, aren't you just a little punk?" y/n cocked her eyebrow to the boy.

with an alohomora charm, the door clicked open and they started climbing the extensively long staircase.

"how long mor-" y/n began to complain but was quickly hushed by draco.

the blonde boy placed a finger to his lips and gestured to the top of the staircase.

shuffling noises could be heard at the top of the tower.

the prefects tiptoed up the staircase and peeped through the railing.

they spotted ginny weasley and dean thomas sharing a rather....passionate kiss.

"ahem..." draco cleared his throat, the two gryffindors quickly pulled away from each other in shock.

"now, you could make my life easier by going back to your dorms and i'll pretend like i didn't see any of..." draco twirled his pointer between the two, a look of disgust on his face, "...that."

dean and ginny quickly awkwardly walked past draco and y/n.

the y/h/ced girl gave the two a thumbs up and mouthed a quick 'sorry' to them as they made their way down the steps.

"come on sweetheart," draco reached out to grab y/n's hand as he guided her to the balcony of the astronomy tower.

draco began to lie down, back against the floor.

"um...babe? what are you doing?" y/n stood over her boyfriend confused.

"stargazing of course," draco made a 'duh' face.

"alright hun' whatever you say," y/n hummed and laid next to the boy, her head against his chest as they looked up at the stars.

"that one's orion," draco pointed up to the constellation, "that one over there is ursa major," draco ran his free hand through y/n's hair.

"for someone who likes to pretend they don't care for astronomy classes, you sure do know a lot about it," y/n drummed on draco's beating chest, looking up at her gorgeous boy.

draco waved off her comment, trying to upkeep his 'studying's dumb' and 'bad boy' reputation.

"and do you see that one? it's my favourite one actually," draco pointed to the brightest constellation, "that's scorpius."

y/n looked at the bright stars in awe.

"it's beautiful..." y/n breathed out.

"just like you," draco admired his girlfriend.

"godric you're corny" y/n groaned into draco's chest smiling.

"one day, we'll finally be able to tell everyone about us princess, i promise. no more sneaking out at night, no more keeping it in the dark, just you and me"

"just you and me," y/n lifted her body so she was hovering over draco, placing a kiss on his nose.

"i love you so much draco lucius malfoy."

"i love you-"

"y/n hope lupin!" a familiar older male's voice boomed, causing the couple to jump and look in the direction of where the voice came from.

y/n and draco made direct contact with none other than remus john lupin.

y/n quickly got up onto her feet and patting her uniform down, draco doing the same.

"father i-"

"malfoy. dorm. now." remus instructed rather sternly.

y/n and draco quickly shuffled past him.

"not you y/n lupin."

the friction of y/n's sneakers and the floor let out a small squeak as she stopped dead in her tracks to turn back around to face him.

she stared down at her feet in shame as her father looked at her.

his expression was blank.

without saying another word, remus walked past the girl coldly, a silent gesture for her to follow him.

the walk back to her father's chamber was quiet, y/n was scared shitless.

remus opened the door to his office rather angrily, holding it for y/n to walk in, and slamming it loudly behind them.

remus sat himself angrily by his desk, while y/n sat by the love seat in the sitting area, the older lupin having a full view of his daughter.

the man stared blankly into space, his face straight, he was angrily picking at the dead skin on his fingers.

y/n kept her head down the whole time, not once daring to look into her father's eyes.

they stayed like this for hours.

and i mean. literal. hours.

remus was trying to process what happened while y/n's anxiousness continued rising every passing second.

"you've got to be joking y/n!" remus slammed his fist on the table and finally broke the silence, causing y/n to flinch, a tear escaping her eye.

"draco malfoy?" he scoffed.

y/n had never ever in her life seen her father so upset and angry before.

"he's nothing like his father i promise, he's such a great boy if only you just got to know hi-"

"lucius malfoy mudered your mother!" remus shouted at the girl.

that was one of the most crucial reasons why y/n and draco had to keep their relationship a secret.

the night lily and james were murdered, remus and y/n were in ireland staying with relatives while y/n's mother stayed behind in england. she had decided to pay a visit to the potter cottage that very night.

lucius malfoy had used the killing curse on mrs lupin when she tried to fight back.

but y/n knew draco was nothing like his father. she had grown to love the boy so much and even if his father did not, the young blonde had a heart of gold.

maybe he wasn't the nicest to others, but he was an absolute sweetheart to the girl he loved.

and she also knew that draco lived with immense guilt over his girlfriend's mother's death.

there were nights where he would cry into y/n's shoulder, apologising profusely to the girl for his father's wrongdoing, telling her how much he didn't deserve to be loved by her.

and that was when y/n knew draco was a good person, because no dark wizard would ever apologise for their actions.

"but that's not who he is-"

"his father is the reason why you don't have a mother anymore!" remus stormed over to the girl, standing over her.

y/n could feel the walls shake from how loud he was shouting.

"you..just..have to get to know him!" y/n cried, tears streaming down her face as she buried her face in her hands.

"i can't believe you're still defending him!" he spat in her face.

"because i love him!"

"well i'm bloody grateful your mother isn't here to see how much of a disappointment you've become!"

the moment the words left remus' mouth, y/n's eyes widened in shock.

she knew her father wouldn't approve of their relationship at first, but she'd never imagined he would be capable of saying such things. especially since he knew how much y/n wanted to make her mother proud.

"i hate you. i wish i never had a father like you," y/n stood up from her seat, poking his chest with her pointer as she spoke through gritted teeth.

"wait y/n, darlin' i didn't mean what i sai-" remus tried to stop her when she shoved past him.

"if you didn't mean it, then you wouldn't have said it," y/n sniffed as she wiped her nose with the sleeve of her robes.

y/n ran down the halls when she bumped into ernie.

"y/n? are you alright?" ernie tried to reach forward to comfort the crying girl.

"don't...don't touch me," her voice shaky as she quickly ran off in the direction of the courtyard.

draco did not in fact return to his dorm when he was told to, instead he stayed in the castle halls, looking for the father-daughter duo.

as he stalked through the hallways, he walked into a rather confused ernie.

"oi, macmillan have you seen y/n?"

"um yea, she was crying but she ran off before anything happened," ernie informed, scratching his head.

draco knew exactly where y/n was.

the only place she'd go to when she's sad.

draco sprinted to the black lake, where he was met with the back of y/n's dark silhouette, she was staring off into the lake.

"hi mum..." y/n hugged her knees as she stared at the moving waters.

remus had told y/n that back in her hogwarts days, when he was still courting her, the black lake was y/n's mother's favourite place.

her and lily would dangle their legs into it and watch the sunset and rise.

and so, whenever y/n was at hogwarts and felt like she needed to talk to her mother, she'd head to the black lake, and well, talk to her.

"i'm sorry..i'm so sorry," y/n sniffed as she sobbed, "but i love him....i love him so so much. for the first time ever, i don't feel alone, because i have him. he makes me feel complete mum."

"oh my gorgeous y/n," draco breathed out.

y/n whipped her head around when she heard the familiar voice.

she quickly ran into draco's arms.

"he...said i was a disappointment to my mother," y/n wailed into his chest.

"he didn't mean it, sweetheart, your father loves you so much," draco comforted the girl, rubbing her back.

"then why did the words..leave his mouth s-so easily,"

'i don't know sweetheart, but i do know that he is so proud of you, proud of the beautiful, intelligent, wonderful girl you are,"

y/n pulled her head away from draco's chest to look up at him.

"what if..he never accepts us," a frown visible on y/n's face.

"then so be it, who cares what anyone thinks my love. even if the whole world is against us, i will never leave your side. you will always have me," draco combed her hair with his hands, "but i promise you my girl, your father didn't mean what he said, he was just angry, he loves you just as much as i do."

"i love you so much draco lucius malfoy."

"je t'aime mon amour."

the young couple shared a loving kiss.

what they didn't know, was that remus was hiding behind a tree, watching.

maybe draco was nothing like his father.

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Restless

Pairing: Draco Malfoy x gn!Reader

Written: August 7th, 2021

Posted: August 29th, 2021

Warning: none

Word Count: 1,190

Summary: Suffering from Insomnia, the reader finds herself in an untraditional situation with a certain Slytherin.

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As you ventured through the halls, you took note of the quietness that surrounded you. Gazing around, pictures were tucking themselves in for bed while a few were still moving around.

Turning your gaze back to the window, you approached the ledge peered out of the glass. Darkness enveloped the trees as well as the land surrounding the castle.

The longer you stood there, the more time had passed by you undetected. It wasn’t until the sound of rushing feet, that you realized where you were, and what you were doing.

Taking a step back, you gazed around the hall attempting to identify the sound. Just as you looked down the hall, there was a flash of a platinum blonde.

“Draco?” You whispered to yourself, furrowing your eyebrows together.

Facing in the direction he retreated in, you scurried down the hall. At that moment, you were thankful for insomnia you suffered from, along with the quietness of your slippers. You weren’t wearing pajamas, but you weren’t wearing normal clothes either. Before you left your room, you had decided on a pair of sweat pants and a plain tee, with one of your favorite dusters swinging behind you with every step you took. As you approached the corner Draco had disappeared around, your stomach began fluttering while your heart was beating out of your chest. Swallowing a lump forming in your throat, you leaned back against the wall hoping to prepare yourself for any type of revelation you would be stumbling upon.

Taking a deep breath, it was now or never. Kicking off the wall, you cautiously made your way around it. Floating down the hall, your heard voices. Jolting behind one of the pillars, you leaned against it while you could hear your heartbeat in your ears.

“….Draco.”

While you hadn’t been able to hear the entirety of the conversation, you did get confirmation of seeing Draco. Contemplating staying hidden and risk being found and rushing to safety, popped into your mind. Lifting your thumb to your mouth, you began nibbling along the nail bed skin.

Making up your mind, you were just about to leave when the blonde in question was standing before you.

His frosty eyes flashed with panic before returning to normal. Gazing at him with widened eyes, you opened and closed your mouth several times before deciding against it.

“Draco?” A husky voice questioned, his voice becoming closer and closer with each passing second.

Gasping, your heart began beating rapidly, as your palms became covered in a thin layer of sweat. Draco was quick on his feet, pressing his chest against yours, causing your back to come in contact with the cool marble of the pillar. Clasping his hand over your lips, he muffled another gasp.

Turning his head toward the hallway, his cheek brushed against yours. “Yeah?” He questioned the unknown stranger.

While standing there, you were enveloped with the aroma of him. It gave you a comforting feeling, a type of feeling that one would associate with home, or safety. The light brush of facial skin contact, was enough to send a different type of fluttering in your stomach. Something, you would get when you had dated your ex, a feeling that had grown foreign to you.

Before you could stop yourself, you turned your head to face Draco. You gently moved your head up and down, allowing your nose to gently brush against the skin of his cheek that was closest to you. Draco’s eyes fluttered close as you heard his breath catch in his throat.

Turning to face you, Draco’s nose bumped yours. His hand remained gently clasped over your lips. Gazing at his ocean eyes, they became clouded with something you couldn’t identify. Gently, Draco moved his face allowing his nose to move side to side along yours. Quietly, you began panting against the palm of his hand while you lifted your hands to his waist, taking him by surprise.

“Status report, Draco!”

A harsh voice yelled closing in on the pillar you and Draco were behind.

“Y-Yeah, it was nothing.”

“You sure are taking a long time for nothing.”

Placing his lips to your forehead, he unwrapped himself from you before lifting his pointer finger to his lips in a ‘Shh,’ movement. Nodding your head, you gave him a silent confirmation.

“Coming!” Draco spat replacing the soft expression he was previously wearing with a hardened irritated one.

The sound of Draco and the man leaving down the hall, caused you to breathe out a sigh of relief. Rushing out of the area, you made your way back to your bedroom.

Giddiness enveloped you as you thought of what had happened between you and Draco. Through the years, Draco had become more and more flirtatious with you, however, you paid no mind to it chalking it up to his personality.

Weeks passed since that night which also happened to be the last time you had seen Draco. Walking through the hall crowded with your classmates, you frowned as you didn’t see the platnium blonde.

Letting out a sigh, you shook your head.

“What’s wrong with you?” Ron questioned as he joined your side, giving you a teasing bump in process.

“N-Nothing.” You spoke quicker than you would’ve liked.

“Uh huh.” He responded giving you glance filled with sketpisim.

Scoffing you rolled your eyes. “You’re one to talk.” You grinned. “How’s operation Hermoine?”

“Shh!” Ron whispered shouted, as he glanced around fearfully. “Don’t say her name outloud.”

“Why?” You giggled, allowing Ron to pull you to a halt on the side of the hallway, away from the sea of students. “She’s not He Who-“

Clasping a hand upon your lips, he didn’t give you chance to finish your sentence. More giggles erupted from you in process.

“Bloody Hell, Y/N.” Ron groaned rolling his eyes.

Opening your mouth slightly, you snaked your tongue out licking Ron’s palm. Snatching the appendage from you, Ron shrieked. “Oui!”

Bellowing laughter you supplied, bounced off the nearing empty halls. Turning away from Ron, you caught the sight of an infamous platinum blonde. Gazing at him like a deer in headlights, your jaw fell slightly.

“Draco…”

Shaking his head, he turned on the heel of his foot before rushing down the hallway.

“What was that about?” Ron questioned furrowing his eyebrows together as he stood beside you perplexed.

“It…It was nothing.” You shrugged, dropping your gaze to your shoes.

“ ‘Sure didn’t seem like nothin.” Ron thought aloud.

Turning to face him, you tilted your head slightly. “Ronald! Y/N!” Hermione yelled from across the hall. “We have to get to class! Or we’ll get in trouble!”

Both you and Ron let out arguements as she placed her hand between both of your shoulder blades pushing you ahead of her towards class.

Frowning, you attempted to wrack your brain as to why Draco suddenly showed up after all time. Why had he looked hurt? Was your mind playing tricks on you?

Just before Hermoine finished pushing you and Ron into the classroom, you saw Draco sitting in Ron’s usual seat beside you.

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Newborn

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•••••

“Draco, I’m home!” You call out as you walk through the entrance of your large suburban home you share with Draco.

You close the large wooden entrance doors and make your way to the living area before placing your handbag on the kitchen bench.

When Draco doesn’t respond, you assume he’s upstairs with your newborn baby girl but as you make your way to the staircase, you notice a tuft of blonde hair sticking up from the couch.

You walk over and you heart warms at the sight of Draco lying on the couch with your baby girl sleeping soundly on his chest with her hand holding onto his finger.

You smile at the two of them and wonder how you got so lucky.

After the war it was hard for the two of you to become accustomed to normal life again but you found comfort in each other and were able to heal together.

You were only gone for an hour to a nearby cafe to have late lunch with Pansy and expected for the two of them to still be wide awake.

You walked upstairs to grab a blanket from yours and Draco’s room but as you get back to the couch you notice Draco looking around sleepily.

“There you are, darling,” he mumbles as he opens his arm making room for you to lie next to him on the couch, “I thought I heard you get home.”

You lie down next to him on the couch, careful not to wake her as Draco pulls you closer into his side and cuddles his two favourite girls in the world.

He kisses you temple before grabbing the blanket youd previously brought down and drapes it over the three of you.

“I love you so much, my darling,” he tells you, turning his head slightly so he can meet your eyes, “you truly do make me the luckiest man in the world.”

You smile and give Draco a gentle kiss before you both drift off to sleep thinking of the future that lay ahead with Draco and your beautiful baby girl.

••••

Sorry this is kind of short but I hope I sort of wrote what you intended???? Sorry I don’t know much about babies 😭

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Secrets

Warnings! Implied smut, slight angst if u squint, masturbation, cheating

Post War 

A/n: Heyy, this might suck cuz i was half asleep when I wrote it, but this is my first post! Yayy! This isn’t my usual writing style and most to all of my posts will be longer lol so please if you have any requests lmk, or if you just want someone to rant to, go for it! 

Draco and Hermione are engaged, soon to be married. Hermione knew about your feelings going into the relationship during 6th year and went for him anyways. 

He doesn't know how you feel now, and neither does she.

Hermione walked down the aisle in a traditional plain white ball gown. Draco looked at her as if the world was about to end. 

Sure you’d had a couple of drinks, because one, the man you love is getting married to your sister, and two, it's free so why not.

You along with nearly 2 dozen others were invited to an after party you could say.

You look to your left to see Draco staring, once he notices you looking back he snapped his gaze back to the woman in white.

A couple drinks later you're drunk, and so are many others, Draco being one of them.

He finds you looking so similar to Hermione, but you try not to get in your head about it. 

About an hour later you're very not sober and horny. 

Easily, you sneak out of the party and made your way to the nearest bathroom you could find. 

You knew there was only one way to get rid of the ache below, and began doing so. 

“Alohomora” 

You heard someone whisper, yet you couldn't find it in yourself to stop,

“Oh darling, you could've just asked.”

You watched as the blonde made his way over to you. 

So he does feel the same.

It was her day, she's in love with him, and you knew that but slept with him anyway. You could call it karma.

Just the same way she had done to you, knowingly taking him from you, though you never had him in the first place.

Would this be considered taking advantage of him? 

You knew it was wrong, he thought you were the love of his life, and you let him think that. 

-

Waves of guilt overcrowded everything on your mind, aside from the overwhelming desire to do it again. 

You know it's a problem. 

A few romantic affairs later, you find that nothing, no one, compares to him.

Now he’s left you with a gaping whole inside you wanting- needing to be fulfilled.

He craves the same thing, though he was barely aware of the lustful acts he had thought to be performing on his newly wedded wife, their romantic nights after the wedding don't feel the same, it doesn't feel right.

He decided that he had done enough waiting and wanted an answer, so he confronted her. 

“D’you remember what we did after the wedding?” the subtle shake of her head indicated to him that something was wrong, surely Hermione of everyone would remember having sex, on any occasion. 

He knows that even when intoxicated, there's only one person that he would've wanted, that he would’ve taken.

His lover's sister. The women who he had once wanted to spend the rest of his life with had become bitter, foul. As if his love for her had been worn out, or overused. 

He needed to see her, or perhaps he just needed her. 

-

A knock on your door led to you facing the man you had once found yourself infatuated with. 

Sooner rather than later, as expected, the pair found themselves laying in bed, sheets draped over their sweaty bodies and a sense of regret and sadness filled the air. They both knew it was their, but confided in each other not to object nor mention the deed that they had just executed.

She felt worse than ever, guilt, sadness, anger and bliss. 

She was sober, now having no excuse. 

She allowed him to preform the sexual acts that he had done, only she nor he thought about anything during. 

It was as if they were the two missing pieces of a puzzle. 

Made for each other.

-

It couldn't happen again and the two knew that yet their affairs continued as if they didn't. 

The woman that he had dedicated the rest of his life to now only made him feel miserable, and remorse for the relationship that they had once held.

Every glance at Hermione would remind him of the adventures that you and he would indulge in.

He wanted you, he knew he couldn’t have you, but he wanted you.

There weren’t very many words spoken during the two’s romance’s, only words spoken were mainly just asking for consent.

You were okay with that, you were getting to sleep with the man you had loved since you were 15, and you're now 22 living your childhood dreams, only under much different circumstances. 

Your affairs began 3 months ago, Draco tells Hermione that he's on a business trip, and you tell her you have a man you’ve been seeing come over when she asks to see you. And for now that's how it’ll stay, you will tell her, just not yet.

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Looking At Him

Pairing: Draco x reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1k

Genera: Angst & Fluff

When you feel you have been staring at him for too long, you have to tear your eyes away, even if you don’t want to. He can’t realize you like staring at him because if he knew, then he would talk to you and you know that wouldn’t end well. You know you’re in love with him, but the thought of that scares you. Not the part about loving him, but the part about loving. You’ve never loved anyone before and you don’t want to. The fear, the terror, the anxiety that comes with loving someone is what's holding you back. It’s what's always held you back. This boy though, the way his lips move when he talks or how his eyes seem to gleam when he talks about something passionate, he’s different. Different from any other person you’ve met before. You know little about him, only that his name was Draco.

Your closest friend Cedric knows about your little fascination over him, but that's it. No one else. You often find yourself staring at the side of his head in potions class or marveling at him from across the room in the great hall. Fear surrounds you and a blush creeps up on your cheeks whenever Cedric catches you staring at the boy. You always glance around, hoping no one else saw you longing for the bleach-blond boy. Just the thought of someone catching you peering at him has your blood running cold through your veins.

To some people, it was easy to talk to someone. To get to know them. To befriend them and eventually fall in love with them, but it wasn’t that easy for you. You wished it was. You know you wouldn’t survive the heartbreak. Your heart wouldn’t be able to be mended if it was broken into thousands of pieces.

You had closed yourself off to love. You refused to never fall in love again, but when you saw him for the first time, you knew you were screwed.

Today was Thursday. It was the last week before Christmas, and all of your classmates were buzzing with excitement and joy. Classes had been busy as professors were trying to get in last-minute quizzes and assignments before winter break began. You had woken up this morning to find an envelope slipped under your bedroom door. Your name had been written across it in beautiful cursive. You smiled to yourself as you gently opened the envelope to reveal a brief note inside.

Meet me in the astronomy tower tonight at 9. -D

D? Who could D be? If it was Cedric messing around with you, he was going to get it. You neatly folded the letter and set it on your dresser before making your way to the great hall for breakfast before classes started. Cedric had beat you down there, as he was already sitting at one of the tables talking to a cute Ravenclaw girl you recognized as Cho. As you made your way over to them, a group of Ravenclaw girls surrounded them, taking Cho with them and leaving Cedric there. When he caught a glimpse of you walking over, he smiled brightly.

“What was all of that about?” you asked as you sat down beside him and started filling your plate with eggs.

“I asked Cho to the Yule Ball, and she said yes.”

“That’s great, Cedric!” you beamed as you gave him a side hug.

“So when are you going to ask Malfoy?” Cedric teased you, causing you to choke on the water you were drinking. Your big eyes looked over at him as you pressed a finger to your lips.

“Shhh, keep it down, will you?”

“Oh, come on Y/N, just talk to him already.”

“Nope. No. Not going to happen.” You said, shaking your head as you took a bite of the eggs on your plate.

“Why not? What’s the worst thing that could happen?”

“Oh, let's see, I could make a gigantic fool of myself and then he would tell his friends and then the entire school would find out and I’d be the biggest laughingstock this school has ever seen!”

“Okay, jeez, calm down.” You let out a breath of air before continuing.

“Were you the one who put that note under my door?” you ask him.

“Note under your door? What? No.” Cedric and you had been best friends since your first year at Hogwarts and you knew he would never lie to you. You slump in your seat, putting your elbow up on the table and resting your head in your hand. You let out a frustrated sigh as you tried to figure out who could have left it. “So are you going to tell me about this note or…” Cedric trailed off as he caught you looking towards Malfoy. “Hello? Earth to Y/N!” Cedric said, snapping his fingers in front of your face to gain your attention. You look at him, startled for a second, before a slight frown forms on your face.

“I was doing it again, wasn’t I?” Cedric shakes his head in agreement as he gives you an apologetic smile. He pats your shoulder gently before asking about the note again.

“So this note…?”

“Oh, right, this morning when I woke up I found an envelope with my name written on it that must have been slipped under the door the night before. When I opened it, there was a note inside saying to meet at the astronomy tower at 9.” You tell him.

“Well, who was it from?”

“That’s the thing,” you sigh. “I don’t know. The person who signed it only put D. There have to be at least a hundred students whose name starts with D.'' You exasperatedly tell Cedric as the bell rings, signaling that breakfast was over and classes started in 10 minutes. You and Cedric both stand up, grab your school bags and file out of the great hall to your charms class.

The day goes by slowly as you wonder who could have left you the mysterious note. Finally, you make it to your potions class. You spend most of the time daydreaming about a certain blonde boy as Cedric takes notes and pays attention to the both of you. With five minutes left until the end of class, Professor Slughorn allows you all to take amongst yourselves as he discusses grades with a few students. You and Cedric mingle a bit before you notice a Slytherin girl walking up to Draco. She has tall, slender legs and beautiful hazelnut hair that flows down her back. She looks beautiful standing next to him as she giggles and flirts with him. You know Draco isn’t yours, but you can’t help but feel a hint of jealousy as the girl playfully nudges his arm. From where you're seated, you can hear the girl talking to him, asking if he has a date yet to the Yule Ball. He smiles down at her and shakes his head no. You know what’s about to happen next. She’ll ask him and of course, he’ll say yes and they’ll go to the dance together and then they’ll start to like each other and begin dating and at that point, you’ll just have to be homeschooled as there was no way you could survive seeing the two of them together every day. Tears form in your eyes as the bell rings and you dash out of the room and up to your bedroom. You flop down onto your bed as you cry into your pillow. You stay there until dinner is over, Cedric coming to check in on you and bring you some leftovers he was able to sneak to you.

“Feeling any better?” he asks as he rubs your back as you finish the food.

“Yeah, I guess,” you murmur.

“Ya know what? I think you need to forget about Draco. You have another admirer who wants to see you in two hours, so let’s get you feeling confident.” Cedric tells you. He’s right. You know he’s right, but how are you supposed to move on from someone so easily? You take a deep breath before looking at Cedric and giving him a smile.

“You’re right. Let’s do this.”

In no time at all is eight and Cedric has to leave to go back to his own room.

“Before I go, just remember to be yourself, and don’t get caught,” he tells you with a laugh.

“Thanks, Cedric. What would I do without you?” You tell him with a smile before giving him a hug.

“I have no idea, just be grateful you have me,” he tells you. "I’ll see ya in the morning. Don’t forget to tell me how it goes!” With that, Cedric closes your bedroom door as you try your best to put some makeup on your face before heading out to the astronomy tower.

The corridors are dark as your wand lights the way for you up to the astronomy tower. As nervous as you are, you try to remind yourself that this is a good thing. When you reach the last step, you take a deep breath before opening the heavy wooden door. At first, you don’t see anyone in there before you spot a head of bleach blonde hair looking down and reading a book. As the door closes shut behind you, he looks up, placing the book down, and walks over to you. This must be a mistake or some kind of cruel joke. Your heart races as your palms get sweaty as you blink owlishly at the boy before you. Draco. You gulp as you squeak out a quick sorry before turning back to the door and opening it.

“Wait,” he calls out. You hesitantly turn back around to see his face flushed, lip trembling, almost as if he’s nervous. As if he’s nervous of you. “Wait, don’t go. I know we’ve never talked before and you probably don’t even know that I’m in Potions with you and you have no idea what my name is but…” he trails off, bringing up a hand to scratch nervously at the back of his neck as he looks down at his shoes.

“Draco,” you murmur as his head raises. “Your name is Draco.”

“Yeah,” he says, giving you a slight smile. “And your Y/N.”

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Draco notices you

pairing:: oblivious!nice!draco x slytherin!reader

summary:: you had shared potions with draco since first year but he doesnt notice you until sixth word count:: 731 a/n:: no voldemort so no oncoming war! dracos just a dumb dumb and oblivious. no use of y/n!

Stress burrowed its way into your brows as you stepped into Slughorns NEWT potions class. You scored an O on your OWLs and only feared the amount of work you'll have to put into the next exams. Ranking high in your year has always been important, not only to you but your parents as well. The thought alone is enough to settle a hunch on your shoulders. 

You at least felt good about being able to pick the table directly in the middle row, as not all the students had arrived yet. Slughorn was drowning on his greetings from his podium as the room filled. By the time your advanced potions book was situated perfectly center in front of you most spots had been taken besides the one left empty at your table.

When you felt the stool move back as the professor started his introduction it didn't even interest you to see who you’d be stuck with. It had never mattered in the past, you'd even lucked out with lab partners, most people adjoining themselves to their friends. It wasn't until Slughorn finished his speech that you'd taken the time to check what other sixth years had made it into the course. Only a few you could place names on; Harry potter (of course) and his red-haired friend. While most Slytherins had a vendetta against the young wizard he’d only ever been kind to you, so you sent him a smile that he returned with an awkward wave.

“Are you friends with Potter?” The voice came from your side, held a curious tone and sent pinpricks across your skin.

“No, actually. Just being kind.” You didn't take the time to look, you barely recognized the voice and it's not like you had real friends. Especially none that would be in this class with you.

“You're a Slytherin?”

That caught your attention. Six years at Hogwarts and it still surprised people that you could be naturally nice, it was almost aggravating. While most Slytherins dove straight into the stereotypes and embraced them, you never found the time. It took effort to be rude and even more effort to be a typical Slytherin bully.

“Mm” You hummed, finally turning to face the person. “As are you, Malfoy.”

His head tilted the slightest and his lips tugged loosely at the ends. He thought it was cute you’d still be kind while also being a little condescending.

“Are you new?” His pale eyebrows furrowed a little. He genuinely has never seen you before, at least he didn't think he had.

“Nope.” You let it fall from your mouth in the same tone as before, “I sat behind you in potions the last five years, actually.” It wasn't unusual for most students to be unaware of your presence. You'd flown under the radar most years, avoiding drama and parties. You'd spent time studying and reading for fun more than you did conversing amongst everyone else.

His brows only furrowed deeper, “Surely I'd remember that.” You could practically hear the gears screeching as they spun in his head, “Wait,” he snapped his fingers and smiled. If you looked close enough you could see the small dimple that adorned his cheek cutely. “You beat out Granger for, like, every potion assignment. Snape loved you.”

His statement brought your mood up just a bit as you smiled at him, bringing your hands together in your lap.

“Good to know my intelligence precedes me.”

His smile never faltered as he chuckled. “I can't believe we’ve never interacted before” His hair fell to the sides as he shook his head, almost in disbelief. 

Slughorn gained attention of the class again and before you knew it you had your first homework assignment at the top of your mental list while packing up your bag.

Draco tapped two fingers on the table in front of you, smiling when you looked up at him with a hum.

“I’ll see you at lunch?” He questioned, “I sit at the end closest to the professors table.” He made it sound like an invitation and you nodded your head quicker than you'd ever admit. His smile only grew at your response as he nodded back.

As you rose to your feet and followed the last of the students through the threshold of the class you couldn't help the giddy smile breaking out across your face.

[biggestxsimps]

Happy Birthday

Slytherin House/Draco Malfoy x Slytherin Male Reader

A/N: This was requested over on our Wattpad. This was originally head-canons but it didn't flow properly, so I hope this is okay. I know literally nothing about other students in Slytherin so it's probably not accurate (at all) so any feedback is appreciated.

Waking up in the Slytherin House on your birthday is great. Slytherin's, contrary to popular belief, aren't all that rude if you're on their good side. Though it might also help being one of the most well known Slytherins.

You're woken up by someone softly nudging you, the muffled sound of your name just being audible. As you start to properly wake, you recognize the voice. You turn, coming face to face with Draco. "Good morning." You mumble out a 'Morning' before Draco places a quick kiss to your lips.

"Happy Birthday." He whispers against your lips before lifting off the bed, softly tugging at your arm. "Now get up, today's your special day." You playfully grumble as you sit up, Draco pulling you out of your bed. "Go get dressed and then come down, I planned a little something for you." He kisses you once more before leaving the dormitories.

Once putting on your robes, you walked down into the common room. A large group of students, including Draco, were standing around a table filled with gifts, chatting away as they, you assumed, waited for you.

Once reaching the group, you realized it was most of your friends from your house. One of your closest friends, Pansy, was the first to give you a gift, she grabbed it off the table and handed it over to you. "Open mine first, I'm sure you'll love it." You take the neatly wrapped gift from the dark-haired girl. Thanking her as you open it, your eyes fall upon a familiar book.

Pansy's smirk grows at your growing smile. "Merlin Pansy, thank you so much." It was a book you had had a quick read through while shopping through Diagon Alley with Pansy, it being too expensive to buy then. "I knew you'd like it." After Pansy, the others start to offer their own gifts.

It hits breakfast time before you're able to open all the gifts, so you apparate them to your dorm before leaving, thanking everyone as you make your way out.

During the day, you were stopped by many students, most of them being in your own house. Word of your birthday must've gotten around, students wishing you a 'Happy Birthday' as you went about your day.

Your classes were made easier by the students offering you answers or offering to do things for you. You thanked them but didn't take the help unless you absolutely needed it, still appreciative of the thought.

And not too long later, dinner rolled around. After making it to the Great Hall, you walked over to the Slytherin table. Once taking a seat next to Draco, he flicked his wand at the spot in front of you on the table. A portion of your favourite meal appears, as well as a cupcake of your favourite flavour.

You turn to the blonde beside you, thanking him with a kiss before enjoying your food. Pansy had stopped you before you ate the cupcake though, placing a candle on the top of it. She waved her wand near the wick, a small flame lighting it.

The group around you sang 'Happy Birthday'. Once finishing, you blew out the candle, pulling it out of the desert and resting it on a napkin. You thanked them all, telling them how appreciative of them you were.

~~~~~

When leaving the Dining Hall, you were stopped by none other than your boyfriend, Draco. He told you to follow him, and that your birthday wasn't quite over yet. You stayed by his side as he directed the two of you, conversations about nothing filling the halls as you two walked.

It wasn't long until you had arrived, Draco opening the doors to the empty astronomy tower. He guided you over to the edge, moving the telescope as he looked up at the stars. He looked back down to you a few seconds later, grasping your hands in his before speaking. "Happy Birthday, Y/N."

His smile grows wider as he reaches for his pocket, bringing out a small gold box. He takes your hand again and places it in your palm, waiting for you to open it. He starts to speak up as you open it. "I know it's not much, but I-" "I love it. Thank you, Draco." In the box lay two silver rings, in the shape of serpents; it had small emeralds scattered over the serpents scales and the words 'I Love You' engraved on the inside.

"They're promise rings." You could hear the smile in Draco's voice. "They're beautiful." You look back up at Draco, leaning in for a quick kiss before pulling the rings out. Draco eagerly picks up one of the rings, slotting it onto your ring finger. You take the other one out of the box, doing the same to his own finger.

"I love you, Y/N."

"I love you too, Draco. Thank you for today."

A/N: I've got a few requests I'm writing right now, so if you've requested something, it might come out a little late, so sorry!

Masterlist

- Written by Owner 1

[thatslikely]

Seeker Pt. 2 - D.M.

Seeker Part 2- Draco Malfoy x fem!reader (unspecified house but not Slytherin)

Warnings: None! Just a fluffy sequel :)

Word Count: 3.0k

A/N: You can find part 1 here if you haven’t read it already!  Sorry this took so long, I’ve just been trying to make sure its a worthy sequel.  I wanna thank everyone for over 150 notes on Part 1, I never expected such astounding support!  Also keep your eye out for the mini surprise at the end ;)  Also I would really love feedback since this is my first sequel, especially to my first ever fic.

Just a reminder: Y/N is Your Name and Y/L/N is Your Last Name

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Meet me at our spot tonight at 11.  I’ve missed you.

D.M.

You slid the perfectly-written crisp parchment back into the expensive black envelope it arrived in, to hide it from your nosy dorm-mates.  Draco’s owl perched patiently at the open window of your dorm, barely making a chirp. You handed the well-trained bird a small piece of chocolate, which was previously stowed away in your nightstand, before sitting down at your desk to pen Draco a response.   

The holiday break had been relaxing, especially since you got a long break from Quidditch practices.  You loved Quidditch, you dare say almost as much as Oliver Wood did, but your muscles were perpetually sore, much to your displeasure.

You hadn’t seen the Slytherin Seeker, who you now affectionately call your friend, since the day before break began, and you were desperate to see his handsome smile again.  You missed the glow of his hair in the moonlight, the ambitious and determined look in his eyes before a match, the soft touch of his hands as he held your shoulder or less frequently, your hand.

The line between friend and lover had always been blurred with him; often people accused him of being your boyfriend.  Some days he reluctantly denied it, but some he just gave you a charming wink as he grasped your hand firmly.

It would be idiotic to deny your abundant feelings for him.  At first, it was the subtle ways you’d pick up the little habits about him: how he fiddled with his rings when he was nervous, or how he always polished his broom every afternoon before a game or even the way he swiftly brushed his hand through his platinum blonde hair the moment he saw you walk towards him.

The blush that crept up on his alluring face every time you were near signalled that the feelings were thankfully mutual.  He was painfully obvious, as you were sure you were too, so it was only a matter of time before he’d ask you out on a date to Hogsmeade.   Hopefully, it will even be tonight.

The blonde’s owl had flown away by the time you realized that you had yet to jot him down an answer.  You could always send him an acknowledging wink at dinner since you always purposefully made sure to position yourself for a picture-perfect view of him in all his glory.

Dinner came and went.  The food was delicious per usual, you were constantly glancing at Draco from across the Great Hall, you chatted with your friends about the upcoming Potions test, which Draco would surely insist on helping you study for.  And of course, you sent him a playful wink as promised.

His silver eyes weren’t off you either.  He loved to admire the way your face morphed into a lively laugh or the soft, warm glow that bounced off your face, courtesy of thousands of floating candles overhead.  He loved everything about you, inside and out, and he was ready to show it.

By the time eleven rolled around, you were thoroughly prepared.  You ensured your hair was perfect and your outfit was warm but eye-catching.  You clasped a delicate hand-wrapped forest green box, which’s lid was held on with a beautiful piece of starlight-silver twine.

It was a tradition to get your friends presents upon returning from the snow-speckled break, and Draco would be no exception.  You were certain you would receive no gift in return, but you didn’t care.  Draco, for lack of a closer term, was your friend, so he was no exception to your tradition. 

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Draco had definitely gone soft on you, and his fellow Slytherins didn’t fail to notice.  Every time he snuck out even a second past curfew to see you at the Owlery, or Astronomy Tower, or anywhere really, they’d crack some sort of joke at both his and yours’ expense.  

He had not only gone soft on you but perhaps the whole school, in a way.  He was less prone to impulsively hexing first years, instead opting for slightly rude remarks.  He was even a tad bit nicer to the Golden Trio. 

He was still smart and sharp as ever though, maybe even paying a little bit more attention in class, in case you needed help studying.  

One thing didn’t change about him though, and that was his attitude regarding Quidditch.  He was fierce and strong as ever, and there was no way he’d back down during a game, even for you.  Even when he wasn’t playing against you, he’d play extra competitively, in an attempt to both intimidate and impress you.

And whenever it was you on the broom and him in the stands, he always cheered for you as loud as his lungs allowed.  You always wondered why his voice was hoarse after you won a match the night before, not thinking that it was his yells that rang the loudest through the pitch.

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The steps up to the Owlery were icy, just as you were afraid of.  Your knuckle was white from gripping the freezing stone rail up the endless steps.  Finally, though, you reached the top, unsurprised to see that Draco had beaten you up here.  He was always one step ahead, after all. 

“It’s felt like ages since I’ve seen you, Y/N.  How was your holidays?”  His face lightened at the sight of you peeking elegantly through the cracks of moonlight.  You looked as gorgeous as ever.

“It was wonderful!  I got a brand new Quidditch broom, so be prepared to eat my dust, Malfoy,” you said with a smirk.  Your hands rested suspiciously behind your back, carefully concealing Draco’s present. 

“Don’t get too ahead of yourself, Y/L/N.  Remember, I won’t hesitate to push you off your broom, even if it kills you.”  Draco’s words, even the taunting ones, sounded like the most eloquent poetry to your love-struck heart.  

“Right back at you.  I actually practiced my shoving techniques every morning back home.  I bet I could push you off your broom 23 different ways if I really wanted to.”

Draco chuckled at your comment and you let your sarcastic expression fade into a genuine smile.  The blonde slowly inches even closer to you; your face is eventually so close to Draco’s that you can see every detail imprinted on his pale skin.  He accidentally brushes his ring ornamented hand against yours, causing your cheeks to become pink and warm, imitating the effects of sipping some freshly-steeped tea.   

“Well anyway, I have something for you.  For the holidays, you know.”  Draco pulls out a small black box from his matching black trousers with a charming smile.  His rings reflect the pale moonlight magnificently, and you catch yourself staring at the back of his hands.

You slowly accept the box from his hand, your hand half holding his as you take it.  You say quietly, “You didn’t have to get me a gift, Draco.”

 “I didn’t have to.  I wanted to, love.  I care about you, more than you’ll ever know.”  You felt the corners of your eyes prick with tears at his kind words.  Everything he said somehow managed to hit you directly in the heart.  

You carefully opened the inky-black box.  Draco looked down at you anticipatedly, a hopeful grin painting his face.

Laying perfectly inside of the box was a beautiful, ornate, and expensive silver serpent necklace, identical to the rings that he wore daily.  The glimmering eyes of the snake were magnificent, crystalline emeralds, which precisely matched the bold hue of Slytherin’s Quidditch robes.

Your eyes continued to grow misty; your hand that wasn’t admiring every microscopic detail of the necklace was covering your mouth in awe.  Draco’s lips quirked into a cocky smile at your reaction, clearly pleased with himself.  

Without hesitation, you clasped the necklace around your neck.  You couldn’t stop fiddling with it until Draco grabbed your hand, using the connection to pull your chest into his slowly.  He softly muttered, “I like you, more than you’ll ever know” before leaning in for a kiss.

Draco’s lips on yours were like nothing you’ve ever felt.  He felt magnetic.  You would never be able to let go of this moment, the way his hand cupped your cheek gently, the way your hand glided from his chest to his shoulder, pulling him impossibly closer.  You felt whole.  

When you finally pulled away, your electrified lips yearned to touch his’ again.  Instead of kissing him again though, you barely managed to squeak, “I like you, too.”

----

The next Quidditch match came by faster than you expected, and you were scrambling to prepare for your battle against the Slytherins once again.  Draco had been gloating all day about how much he and the team had improved since your previous game.  

“You may have gotten lucky last match, Y/L/N, but this time you’ll like a first-year learning how to fly next to me.  Do you think the gold of the Snitch will compliment my hair?”  Draco swept his hand through his perfectly-styled platinum blonde locks, a cocky expression unsurprisingly on his face.

“You won’t even have to worry about whether it matches your stupidly gorgeous head of hair or not since it’ll be me who gets it in the first place!”  You retorted, rolling your eyes at him instinctively.    

“Oh, really?” he asked flirtatiously, before giving you a small peck.  The sudden kiss caused you to become so flustered, that you couldn’t do anything but shut up; he grinned triumphantly at your reaction.

The game started not long after yet again another boastful interaction with Draco.  You hovered high above the ground on your new, polished broom, ready to beat your Slytherin ‘rival’ once more.

Draco could be seen across the field, cracking his knuckles in an attempt to look intimidating.  While his Quidditch record would ordinarily frighten a Seeker such as yourself, you knew the real Draco, and he didn’t scare you one bit.  

A booming “brooms up!” echoed through the pitch, and immediately you flew directly to the top of the pitch, looking down at the whizzing flashes of green like a cat peering attentively through a fishbowl.  

Draco soon joined you up at the top of the pitch, following your exact movements just as he had done before.  He spat, “Scared, Y/N?” almost identically to the last match.

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” you said with a knowing smile.  He playfully rolled his eyes at you, and the corners of his mouth raised to an adorable and goofy smile.  

“Remember, I won’t be going easy on you, even if things are different.  Just because I fancy you doesn’t-” he was quickly cut off by the shimmer of gold seen out of the corner of his eye.  His expensive and sleek black broom immediately flew him to the well-manicured grass that lined the ground of the pitch.

By the time you had caught up with the cocky Seeker, he was mere feet from the Snitch.  You quickly flew to his side so you two were parallel, both of your hands, which had been intertwined so many times before, now opposing each other in the battle for the elusive winged sphere.

It seemed the game that you and Draco had played against each other last time, which results you wished so desperately would repeat, was doomed to change.  He clashed his torso into yours harshly, in an attempt to throw you off.  

Instead of toppling off your broom, you tried to give him a taste of his own medicine; you felt your bones shake after jerking your body weight into him, but he looked as if he had only been hit with the force of a leaf languidly fluttering in the wind.

Draco emitted a snarl after you rammed into his side, but he was undaunted in his pursuit of the Snitch.  His pupils were practically glued to the medal-colored blur, which was darting rapidly in any direction it could.

You knew you couldn’t beat Draco this time.  At least, not like how you had been playing so far.  Your arm was too short, your broom too slow, so you used the last of what little energy you had within yourself to pelt all of yourself, including your heart, at him. 

Instead of colliding into your green-glad admirer as you intended, you were only met with the cold and terrifying emptiness of oxygen.  

The ground felt so close, your tongue could almost taste the metallic copper bite of blood.  You could vividly see the way your side would slam into the spiky grass like a ragdoll, your bloodied nostrils filling with the smells of grass and the morning sun. You could envision players draped in uniforms of clashing hues dashing to your pain-ridden body, ready to carry you to Madame Pomfrey. 

But due to Draco Malfoy, that horrifying situation remained trapped only within the confines of your mind.  

You never thought you could love Draco as much as you did right now.  

His arms were outstretched and strong as you landed into them, light as a feather.  The blonde strands of hair that clung to his forehead in sweat and the unwavering confident look in his eyes drew you closer to him unconsciously.  His biceps, which were nicely toned due to his years of Quidditch, set you gently in front of him on his broom.

He wrapped one of his arms securely around your chest, which soothed your increasingly rapid racing heart exponentially.  His other arm was held high above his head, valiantly boasting the Snitch that resided within his glove-covered hands.

The crowd that resided in the green and grey towers of the pitch were erupting with joy.  You were almost too shocked from your near-fall to roll your eyes at his huge display of cockiness and pride, keyword being almost.  You leaned your head against his chest, listening to the ego-boosted beating of his heart, a stark contrast from your own.

The final moments before the two of you drifted to the ground were spent with him cheering in pride, and you taking comfort from his compassionate embrace.  And maybe you were wafting in a bit of his pleasant-smelling cologne, too.

----

Your house’s common room looked dreary and deflated, comparable only to that of a seven-year-old’s birthday party- where nobody bothered to show up.  While everyone was sympathetic for you, you couldn’t help but sense a slight tinge of resentment hidden beneath every soft pat on the back or obligatory smile.  

The Slytherin common room, however, was filled to the brim with its cunning house-members.  Firewhiskey was flowing through the crowd like pouring rain after centuries of drought.  The music was pounding so loud that the intricate chandeliers hanging from the top of the dungeon were shaking violently along with the beat. 

Draco and his posse stood at the corner of the alcohol-drenched room, leaning against the signature green walls, away from the large mob of partiers that had accumulated in the center.  

While the Firewhiskey normally would have clouded the blonde’s head by now, tonight his mind was crystal-clear.  

He couldn’t get Y/N out of his head, and frankly, he didn’t want to.  He should be focused on how utterly heroic he was during the Quidditch match or his huge victory for Slytherin.  But instead, he thought about how you felt under his arm, how your head softly rested on his chest.  It felt like the final puzzle piece had been placed, his love and need for you cemented.

He wouldn’t be able to live without your embrace again, he was sure of that, but maybe he wouldn’t even be able to last five more minutes.

He muttered a quick, “I’ll be back,” to his surrounding house-mates before shoving his green half-full cup of Firewhiskey into one of their hands.  He walked confidently through the mob of intoxicated partiers towards the enchanted stone wall exit.  

His eyes darted around the corridor as he paced towards your common room.  You wouldn’t be found in your common room, however, for the sulking of your house-mates was too much to bear.  

You instead could be found seated at a desk in the library, channeling your pent-up guilt from your performance at the Quidditch match into vigorously studying for a Potions exam on Monday.  

Your beat-up textbook was littered with dog-eared pages and bookmarks scribbled with helpful messages; it lay open on the page for Amortentia.  Your hand gripped your quill tightly, carving notes onto your piece of parchment.  Your eyes were briskly darting from one word to the next.

You were so wrapped up in your work that you didn’t notice that Draco had taken a seat next to you, enraptured in your presence.  His elbow lay pressed on the desk, head in his hand.  Your concentration was broken with a clear of his throat, followed by, “Hey darling, what’re you doing?”

“I’m studying,” you said, before adding meekly, “for Potions.”

“Oh love, you know I could’ve helped you,” he said with a disappointed smile.  His eyebrows furrowed as he flipped through your notes, noticing you were writing about the infamous love potion.  You let the quill in your hand go, letting your hand melt under Draco’s large palm. 

In an attempt to cheer you up, he said, “You know, I have a hunch on what I would smell in Amortentia, want to know what it is?” you nodded, “tea, warm autumn’s breeze, and maybe the faint smell of sweaty Quidditch robes.”

You let out a small laugh, adorning your now-pink face with a genuine smile.  “You know what I would smell?  Expensive cologne, green apples, and maybe a bit of sweetness under a cold exterior.”

“I’m not sweet, but if I was it’d only be for you,” Draco said with a sarcastic grumble.  

You looked up at Draco, who simply let his eyes take in all of you, adoring every single angle of your body.  The loving look in his eyes was enough to make your heart explode; your legs felt like jelly and your heart was beating out of your chest so loudly, you were sure he could hear it.

And soon he could, as his body grew slowly closer and closer to yours.  You pressed your forehead against his’, his molten silver eyes piercing through your own.  

Finally, after moments of staring longingly at each other, you tugged his green and grey pin-striped tie in for a kiss.

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(Bonus) Epilogue:

The Three Broomsticks was filled to the brim with students from the Wizarding School across the bend.  Tables were littered with half-drank glasses of butterbeer; a few students could be seen snogging in the back booths of the tavern.  

You sat across from Draco Malfoy, your amazing boyfriend, as he rambled endlessly about Potter.  You weren’t listening to a word about the famous Gryffindor, instead, you were watching the way his lips articulated every word that spilled from his mouth.

“Right, darling?” Draco asked expectantly.

You nodded supportively.  Draco, instead of looking satisfied, quizzically asked, “so you think I should poor my butterbeer all over your head?  I’d be happy to.”

“Sorry, I wasn’t listening.  You just look so good when you talk, I got distracted.”

“It’s fine, love.  Well, I’m glad we finally got to go to Hogsmeade together.”

“After three months too!  Why couldn’t you have taken me sooner?” you asked overdramatically, tugging on your bag full of sweets from Honeydukes.  

“I’m sorry, but I seem to recall it’s your fault.  Study, Quidditch, study, Quidditch, study, Quiddit-”

“Okay, okay.  I get it.  I’m just not as naturally smart as you, Mister Potions Master.”  You rolled your eyes as he grinned at his title.

“Do you only flatter me so I do your essays for you?  Because if so, I hate to admit it’s working.”  He tucked a loose piece of your hair out of your face and behind your ear tenderly.

“Oh, Draco.  You don’t need to know.”  You fiddled with the silver serpent necklace that hangs around your neck that had been kissed so many times.  

You were head over heels for Draco.  Luckily, you were all his, and you would be forever. 

[louweasleymalfoy]

Summary: Based on the song “Mary’s Song” by Taylor Swift

Masterlist

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She said I was seven and you were nine, I looked at you like the stars that shined, In the sky, the pretty lights

“Draco! Hurry up will ya! Your parents are gonna wake up and realize that we’re out of bed before we even get outside and my parents won’t allow me to sleep over again if they found out!” Y/N whisper-shouted as she pulled Draco to the gardens

The garden is their favorite place to stay at because they get to see the stars clearly at night

“Wow” Y/N said as she and Draco plop down on the grass, looking at the stars

“Oh come on Y/N, don’t tell me that you’re surprised to see the stars when we literally go here every single night” Draco chuckled

“Oh shuddup….I know that we go here every night but….. I just can’t help but admire them every single time…I mean, look at them! Don’t you think they’re pretty” Y/N said with admiration lacing her tone, not looking away from the night sky

Draco got lost in thought before saying,

“You’re right…..but I think the word for it should be Stunning”

Unbeknownst to Y/N, Draco was looking at her when he said that

And our daddies used to joke about the two of us growing up and falling in love and our mamas smiled and rolled their eyes

Draco and Y/N were playing in the living room of Malfoy Manor when their parents came in to watch

“I wouldn’t even be surprised if Y/N and Draco were to date each other in the future” Lucius said, making the two kids in the room blush at the statement

“Oh Lucius! Don’t be like that” Mr. Y/L/N laughed at the two kids before continuing,

“But! You do make a good point there Lucius. Oh! Do you think we should start the wedding planning” Y/N’s father joked

“Oh yes! We should!” Lucius said

And as if they have some sort of telepathic powers, Lucius and Mr. Y/L/N suddenly exclaimed together,

“We should have it at the DI-”

“FATHER!!!!!!”

The children in the room cut them off and yelled at their father, who are now in a fit of laughter

In the kitchen, Narcissa and Mrs. Y/L/N heard the entire conversation going on in the living room and rolled their eyes, a smile plastered on their faces

I dared you to kiss me and ran when you tried, just two kids, You and I

It was Y/N’s third year and Draco’s fifth year at Hogwarts, they’re both sorted into Slytherin and now their friendship became stronger than ever

So here they are in the common room, cuddled up together, Draco was ranting something about Potter and the rest of the golden trio until the topic switched into their childhood memories

“Hey! Remember when you dared me to kiss you and you ran when I tried” Draco chuckled

“Oh yeah! I remember that” Y/N laughed before adding,

“The only thing on my mind that day was that I had to run away before I kiss an ugly git like you”

“Why you little-”

Y/N removed herself from him and started to run outside of the common room with Draco chasing after her. Both of them bumping into Blaise as they ran outside of the common room, chasing each other throughout the castle

“HEY! YOU TWO! SLOW DOWN AND WATCH WHERE YOU’RE GOING!” Blaise yelled after his two best friends, still upset at them for bumping into him

He looked outside to check if they heard what he said but instead saw his best friends still chasing and laughing at each other throughout the castle, not hearing a word he just said and ignoring the looks of the students from different houses

Blaise smiled at the sight, forgetting he was upset at them in the process

“Those two need to date….One day they’ll both realize they love each other” Blaise said to nobody in particular as he finally headed inside the common room

Well, I was sixteen when suddenly, I wasn’t that girl you used to see but your eyes still shined like pretty lights

Y/N was in her fifth year and Draco in his seventh when all of it happened

Draco avoided Y/N for three days straight and she had no idea of what she did wrong. Y/N asked Blaise about Draco’s strange behavior but he also had no idea about what happened. She tried to approach him but he just kept pushing her away and made up excuses of why he was so busy. One day, Y/N had enough.

Draco is walking in the halls headed to Potions class when Y/N, out of nowhere, suddenly grabbed him by the arm and pulled him into an old empty classroom despite his protests

“Y/N I need to get to class” Draco turned to walk away but she suddenly grabbed his wrist, stopping him

“NO! We need to talk and plus you’re Snape’s favorite student so you’ll probably get out of trouble for not attending his class for once…………

Look Draco……you’ve been avoiding and pushing me away lately a-and I don’t have any idea of what I’ve done w-wrong and I’m thinking t-that y-you probably hate me a-and-” She was cut off by her own sobs

Draco’s eyes widened at her crying form and pulled her into a tight hug. Draco was hurt at her own words. He was hurt that she actually thinks he hated her and immediately regretted his actions for the past three days. If there’s one thing he hated besides the golden trio, it’s seeing her cry.

“Look Y/N…you didn’t do anything wrong and I’m so sorry for pushing you away and avoiding you…I didn’t mean to make you feel this way….and please don’t ever think that I could hate you”

“Then why did you do it. Why did you avoid and pushed me away at any chance you got”

It’s now or never, Draco thought

“Because I love you more than a friend”

“W-what?”

He loves me?, Y/N thought

“Then why did you avoid me?”

“Because I’m scared Y/N….I’m scared that you’ll reject me and everything will just get weird between us and we’ll stop being friends and I would rather have you as just a friend than lose you for good” Draco sighed

“Look Y/N I know you don’t feel the same so let’s just move on and forget thus ever happe—”

Draco was cut off by Y/N's lips smashing against his. Their lips molded and moved in sync with each other. It was a passionate kiss filled with the love they have for each other. After a while they finally broke apart, breathing heavily as their foreheads touched. Y/N's eyes were closed and when she finally opened them, she was met by the most beautiful pair of eyes she had ever seen. They both smiled widely.

“I love you too you idiot” Y/N said and pecked Draco on the lips

Take me back to the time we had our very first fight the slamming of doors instead of kissing goodnight you stayed outside till the morning light

Y/N was eating dinner at the great hall when a paper landed on her lap. She examined the paper with neat and elegant writing, it was a note from Draco.

“Meet me in the astronomy tower—D”

Y/N felt excited and wanted to immediately finish her dinner. With one last gulp of her pumpkin juice, she stood up from her seat and made her way to the astronomy tower. As she got closer to the astronomy tower, she heard voices. The voices were familiar…one of them was Draco and the other one was….Pansy!? She decided to hide behind a pillar, she couldn’t hear the conversation so she decided to take a peek at them. The moment she looked, she felt herself crying.

It was Pansy and Draco kissing.

“Dra- Draco?” Y/N said with tears in her eyes

Draco pushed Pansy away and his eyes widened at Y/N

“Babe! This isn’t what it looks like”

“Ho-how could you Draco. I trusted you!” Y/N ran to her dorm ignoring Draco’s calls

“Finally, I thought she’d never leave us. Come on Draco we can always go back to my dorm” Pansy said, clinging on Draco’s arm, with a flirty smile on her face

“Shove off Pansy! How many times do I have to repeat myself to get the message through your thick skull!! I DON’T LIKE YOU!! NEVER HAVE AND NEVER WILL!! You ruined everything with me and Y/N”

“But…but the kiss—”

“I DIDN’T KISS YOU PARKINSON! YOU SAID YOU NEEDED HELP WITH POTIONS BUT THEN YOU BLOODY KISSED ME!! NOW STAY OUT OF MY LIFE” Draco said angrily, ignoring Pansy’s cries and begging for him to stay

Draco ran as fast as he could so he could talk to her. He saw her took a turn in the hallway and followed. He grabbed her wrist tightly, stopping her in her tracks.

“Y/N baby! I’m sorry please let me explain!”

“There’s nothing to explain Malfoy” She removed herself from him and ran to her dorm, Draco shouting her name as he followed her

Before Draco could reach her, she slammed the door of her dorm.

“Baby please let me in! I’m really sorry for what you saw but it’s not what it looks like” Draco pleaded, but no answer came

“Baby please” Draco tried again but still no answer

“I love you”

Y/N woke up to the sun hitting her face. She felt sick from all the crying she did last night. Luckily, it’s a Saturday so she don’t have any classes. She thought of Draco but decided to brush it off her mind and go to the great hall. She took a shower and changed in a new set of clothes. When she opened the door of her room, she saw something she didn’t expect. A sleeping Draco was found outside her dorm, his face was pale and his eyes were puffy, probably from crying. Draco woke up to the sound of the door and immediately stood up.

“Y/N”

Y/N tried getting away but Draco stopped her

“Y/N please let me explain”

“What’s there to explain! Are you gonna tell me that you aren’t kissing Parkinson! I saw you Draco! So get out of my way” She tried getting away again but to no avail, Draco stopped her again

“Baby I admit it. You saw it. But I didn’t kiss her. She kissed me! I was about to push her away but then you came and then ran and to make sure you believe me I’m gonna drink this Verisaterum potion I got from Snape”

Before she could even protest, Draco gulped the potion and started saying everything that happened. He told her about Pansy asking for help in Potions and then suddenly kissing him. After Draco explained, Y/N engulfed him in a bone-crushing hug.

“Thanks for telling me this Dray and I’m sorry for not giving you a chance to explain last night”

“It’s okay baby. You had every right to react like that when you saw us. I love you” and with that, they kissed

A few years had gone and come around We were sitting at our favorite spot in town And you looked at me, got down on one knee

It’s been a year since they graduated Hogwarts and it had been an amazing journey. She kind of missed school from time to time but she is still happy. Y/N was currently in a park, sitting under a large tree. The park was a secret place and nobody knew of its existence, it was charmed to be hidden from others. On her right was her boyfriend Draco, who was playing with the Malfoy ring on his finger and you swore he looked kind of… .nervous?

“Dray are you alright?”

“Huh? Um yeah everything’s good why would even ask me that?” Draco stood up from his position and looked anywhere but Y/N's eyes. Y/N stood up as well and grabbed his arm, rubbing it soothingly.

“Oh nothing it’s just… you look like something’s bothering you and I just wanna know” Draco sighed and cupped her face in his hands

Welp… Here goes nothing

“Y/N, aside from my mother, you are the most important person in my life. You have always been there for me during hard times and stayed with me even if I was a complete arse to everyone. When we were young, we would always sneak out to the garden to gaze at stars and you would always be amazed by its beauty. And you know what , you Y/N Y/L/N are my star. You gave meaning and color to my life and I never regretted the decision to ask you to be my girlfriend years ago. So here I am about to ask you a very important question…” Draco removed his hands from Y/N's face and knelt down in front of her. Y/N gasped clamped her hand in her mouth.

“Y/N Y/L/N, you have been my best friend and even better…my girlfriend for years and I am sure that I want to spend the rest of my life with you…so here’s the question…Will you marry me?” Draco said as he pulled out a velvet box with a gorgeous emerald ring inside of it

“YES!” Y/N squealed with happy tears in her eyes. Draco put the ring on her finger and stood up and kissed her. Both of them enjoying the moment.

Take me back to the time when we walked down the aisle Our whole town came and our mamas cried You said I do and I did too

This is it. THE BIG DAY! Draco was in front tapping his feet nervously when the large doors opened. The doors revealed Y/N in a beautiful wedding dress. Draco’s jaw dropped at the sight of her and instantly relaxed. She looked absolutely stunning. Y/N was escorted to Draco by her father and took a seat next to Mrs. Y/L/N, next to her was Narcissa and Lucius. Both women were crying hard, holding on to each other, happy that their children are finally getting married.

After the I do's the wedding was coming to an end

“You may now kiss the bride”

Draco wasted no time in kissing his wife. Y/N Malfoy

Take me home where we met so many years before We'll rock our babies on that very front porch After all this time, you and I

Y/N woke up from a nap and realized that her 5 month old son Scorpius was nowhere to be found. She started to panic and tried calling her husband

“DRACO! WHERE ARE YOU SCORPIUS ISN’T HERE”

She tried looking for them in every room of the mansion the Lucius and Narcissa bought as a wedding gift. She then decided to go to the garden.

“DRACO!”

“DRA—”

“Shhh keep it down love you don’t wanna wake little Scorpius up” It was Draco, with a sleeping Scorpius in his arms

“Oh sorry. I kinda panicked when Scorpius was gone. What happened anyways”

“Oh! I just got back from the ministry and found you asleep with Scorpius. It was really cute actually. I decided to not wake you up and went to my office to check some files instead. But then Scorpius cried and I decided to take him here so he won’t wake you up”

Hearing this, Y/N swore she felt her heart melt. She kissed him briefly on the lips and hugged him from behind as they rocked Scorpius.

I’ll be eighty-seven; you’ll be eighty-nine I’ll still look at you like the stars that shine In the sky, oh my my my

Y/N was in the library of the mansion, wanting to be alone. There was a family and friends gathering downstairs hosted by Scorpius for Y/N and Draco’s 68th anniversary. Y/N was staring at a bookshelf when she didn’t notice Draco come in. She felt two arms wrap around her waist and Draco placed his chin on her shoulder.

“Love what are you doing up here” Love , the nickname that still managed to give butterflies to her stomach even after so many years of Draco calling her that

“Oh nothing honey it’s just that I wanna spend time with you but it’s impossible with so many guests downstairs so I decided to come here to think”

“Well…we’re alone now aren’t we?” Draco grinned

She turned around to face him with a wide smile

“May I have this dance m'lady?” Draco offered his hand and Y/N took it with no hesitation. They slow danced to the music playing downstairs, foreheads touching and enjoyed their little moment

“We’ve come a long way haven’t we Mrs.Malfoy? So many years have passed and you’restill here in front of me, looking beautiful like the day I met you”

Y/N smiled at him and kissed his lips

“Yes we have Mr.Malfoy, and you still look dashing as always” They both smiled

“Happy Anniversary love, I love you”

“I love you too Dray”

“Forever and always”

[ravenclaw-ftw]

February Formal

Prompt: None

Pairing: Draco Malfoy x Ravenclaw!Reader

Word Count: 2,876

Warnings: Bad writing

Synopsis: You were both left without a date to the February Formal. With you being the quiet Ravenclaw who has been focusing on her studies, and him being the stuck up one that no one wanted to spend the night with, what will they do?

ONESHOT:

You were sitting in the library late Saturday, getting ahead on some studying for your O.W.L.S. coming up. The library was quieter than usual. Yes, it was a weekend, but there were usually some people, like yourself, still working hard to prepare for the weeks ahead. Looking up from your textbook, you observed the very few others around you, and noticed the subtly red and pink flowers around the library. Usually the library is adorned with flags of the different houses and some lanterns to light the area. Turning around you see some pink sashes covering the vaulted ceiling of the library. The girls around you are wearing more makeup and perfume than usual, you could smell it. Acting a little more flirtatious with their study group.

You had completely forgot.

Tomorrow was Valentine’s day, or better known around Hogwarts as the February Formal. Everybody who is anybody attends that ball. You knew it was coming up, but you had been so occupied with your studies that it had slipped your mind.

You hadn’t been asked to go with anyone either, so that had a helping hand in you forgetting about the formal.

You gather your things and begin the long walk to your dorm. You noticed the decorations around the corridors as well, just reminding you of what awaits tomorrow.

The last few years you have gone with groups of friends. It wasn’t out of the ordinary to do that, lots of people did. You’ve been wanting to get asked, to go with anyone really. But you did have your eyes on one Slytherin since Year 2.

The blonde headed Draco Malfoy.

Your friends have teased you before about your little crush on him, but it’s not like you could help it. Under all his attitude you knew there was some good to him. Behind that ice-cold stare, there was a soft center. You think back to that first day you really interacted with him in Year 2.

Rushing down the halls to your charms class so you weren’t late, you had tripped, and dropped your books and they scattered across the corridor. Draco, also on the verge of being late to charms, saw what had happened. He didn’t hesitate to help you though. He leaned down, picking up papers and charm books with you. He looked up and said, “Charms class eh? That’s where I’m heading,” handing you your books.

You both stood and began walking to your class. “Thank you, Draco, you didn’t have to help, now we’re both going to be late,” you thanked him. “That’s alright, I wasn’t going to make it anyways. But how do you know me? Have we met before?” he asked quizzically. “Well, no, but doesn’t everyone know you? You’re probably the most infamous Slytherin, other than your father,” you explained. “I guess you’re right, I never got your name,” he said as you stood outside of the Charms classroom, most likely late, as the door was already shut. “Y/N, my name is Y/N,” you answered. “Y/N, pretty name for a pretty Ravenclaw. Just about the most normal Ravenclaw I’ve met,” he said. You blushed and looked down, “Thanks for the, compliment?” you questioned. “It is, Ravenclaws are odd sometimes,” he chuckled.

It was a simple interaction, he even gave you a compliment, as much as a compliment Draco could give. You remember it fondly as you walked into your common room, seeing your friends lounging in the few chairs scattered around the common room.

“Y/N! You’re back, now you can help me pick out a gown for tomorrow!” Luna had yelled. “You’re telling me you haven’t had this picked out for months?” you laughed back. “Well, you know how indecisive I can be,” she said as she got up. The both of you walked down to your dorm, and to Luna’s wardrobe. She pulled out the options of gowns and laid them out on her bed.

“Which do you think I should go with, the Persian blue? Or the Egyptian blue? Oh! Or this sapphire blue!” she asked you as she felt the material of each dress. “You’re telling me those are supposed to be different colors?” you laughed at her. “Well, yes of course. Ugh, I don’t know which to wear, what color dress are you wearing?” she asked. “Honestly, I forgot the formal was tomorrow, I don’t have a dress to wear,” you explained as you walked over toward the window seat. “Y/N, how could you have forgotten? It’s all the whole school has been talking about the past week. Would you like to borrow one of my gowns?” she looked away from the dresses and toward you.

“Luna, I don’t even know if I want to go this year. I love going with you guys but..” you looked out the window, wishing to see a messenger owl with a note from Draco, asking you to the ball. “Oh, I have a date. I wouldn’t be able to go with you,” Luna said simply. You spun around, “What?! And you didn’t tell me? Who is it!” you jumped out of your seat and onto her bed, chin in your hands looking up at Luna.

“Harry Potter, I thought I told you this,” she said. “Oh girl, I would’ve remembered if you did, that’s so exciting! Do you know what he is wearing? You guys should match!” you rambled excitedly. Luna giggled, “I think just simple black dress robes, hopefully the Weasley’s don’t make him wear some of their homemade dress robes.”

“Well I definitely think you should go with the sapphire blue, it compliments your hair very well,” you explained. She nodded and tried on the dress, the sleeves drooped around her shoulders and framed her collarbones. The velvet material cascaded down her body in a mermaid shape.

“That’s the one,” you confirmed. “Okay, now your turn,” she turned toward you. “Luna, I said I don’t know if I want to go,” you explained. “What? Just because no one asked you doesn’t mean you don’t have to go! And you can’t wait around forever for Draco to get the courage to ask you,” she teased, “What you should do, is go to the ball, looking so beautiful, that he won’t be able to resist you.”

“Does he even have a date for the formal? I’m not trying to be a homewrecker,” you asked. “Y/N, no offense, but girls are really intimidated by him, I don’t think he has a date. But for some reason you’re brave enough to be friendly with him,” she explained.

“You know what, you’re right. I will go, who needs a date anyways?” you said, “do you have any other dresses that would fit me?”

“Oh yes! Of course!” she started rifling through her wardrobe. You saw a peak of a light blue sleeve tucked in the back. “Wait, Luna, what’s that one in the back there?” you asked. She pulled out the dress. A cascade of light cornflower blue tulle rolled onto the floor. “Wow, where did you get that one?” you asked Luna. “My aunt made it for me for a wedding we had to attend, try it on!” she exclaimed. You discarded your Ravenclaw robes in exchange for the gown. As soon as it was laced up in the back you turned toward the mirror. You touched the material as if it was gold.

“Wow, Y/N, now you HAVE to go to the ball, Draco will be drooling all over you!” she said.

“It’ll be an interesting night now,” you hoped.

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The next day, the day of the formal, everyone was excitedly getting ready. You and Luna helped each other with hair and makeup. She went with a simple natural makeup look, while you went for simple with a bold lip. Her silvery hair was in a braided bun, while yours was in a half up, half down look with the ends curled.

Harry came to the Ravenclaw common room to pick up Luna like a gentleman. You were excited for her as they looked good together. “Y/N, would you like to join us and walk down to the ball together?” Harry has sweetly offered. “Thank you, Harry, but you two go on and enjoy yourselves, I want to go on my own,” you explained. “Have fun, don’t wait on him to come up to you, be brave,” Luna encouraged you as they left. You nodded as you sat down on a chair, watching them leave.

You tried to hype yourself up to go down to the ballroom with everyone else. All you wanted tonight was the chance to approach Draco. Possibly to get the chance to talk with him, spend some of the night with him. Maybe even get a dance with your long-time crush.

With that, you stood up, leaving the common room. Luna was right, you are brave enough to go alone. As you walked through the corridors to the ballroom, you saw your favorite Slytherin outside of the ballroom. He was seemingly alone, leaning against the stone wall of the castle.

You stopped in your tracks, not expecting to see him so soon. You were taken aback by how good he looked. He wore all white dress robes, coincidentally matching very well with your gown. His blonde hair slicked back, and his eyes looking down. You gathered yourself and approached him, without a plan really.

As your heels clacked against the cold stone floor, he heard, and looked up at you, eyes wide.

“Hello, Draco,” you smiled.

“Y/N, wow, you look stunning,” he complimented, a full compliment this time.

“Thank you, you don’t look too bad yourself,” you said back.

It looked like he blushed, you made Draco blush. That gave the little bit of confidence you needed for tonight.

“Why aren’t you in there with everyone? Why are you out here?” you asked him timidly.

“Well, I didn’t want to show up without a date. Crabbe and Goyle both asked some Hufflepuffs to go with them to the ball,” he looked away, almost sad.

“Did you not ask anyone to go with you? I doubt anyone would turn you down if you asked,” you questioned. You wanted to know the reason why he was alone. Did he get rejected? Was he too nervous to ask someone?

“I- I don’t know. I had someone in mind I wanted to ask, but they probably wouldn’t want to go with an arse like me,” he explained.

“I highly doubt that,” you looked down kicking your feet, slightly disappointed. That someone probably wasn’t you, because you would’ve agreed to have gone with him in a heartbeat.

“Would you want to walk in there with me? You don’t have to stick around if you don’t want to,” Draco asked, finally looking at you. He noticed how beautifully done your hair was, and the way your dress hung around your body, you looked like an angel. He had wanted to ask you earlier, but he didn’t think you would want to go with him. He’s asking now because, you didn’t show up with a date, and no one had come up to you yet.

“I would love to,” you smiled. He returned your smile and held out his hand, like a gentleman. You took it as you both finally walked into the ball.

The room was decorated beautifully, white and pink sashes hung above your heads and there were flowers adorning the tables. Loud muggle music bounced off the walls, it was hard to hear Draco ask you, “Do you want to sit? I can grab us some pumpkin juice,” he offered.

“I’ll grab a table,” you answered. He split off from you to grab the drinks. You looked around and saw Luna enjoying her time with Harry, she spotted you, said something to Harry, and ran up.

“Draco asked you?!” she yelled over the music. You laughed, “Kind of, we were both without dates, he’s grabbing us drinks right now, we’ll see what happens,” you answered. “Well, with you in that dress, you got the power to make him do whatever you want,” she winked as she walked back over to Harry.

Draco came back with the drinks and sat down. You smiled at him as he handed you the cup. Slowly sipping you looked around the ballroom, this is closer than you thought you’d be with him tonight. You were ecstatic. You could fall over on your arse and it wouldn’t even care you were so happy.

“Did anyone ask you to the ball tonight?” Draco asked hesitantly. “No, actually, the past 6 years of being at this place no one has asked me. I’ve always came here with friends. I only didn’t do that tonight because everyone else got a date,” you answered and looked down. “Are you kidding?” he looked baffled. “What?” you asked, nervous that he would make fun of you or something.

“I just-“ he was cut off by the DJ saying there would be a slow song playing next.

“Would you like a dance with me?” he stood and held out his hand. You nodded and took his hand, still curious about what he was going to say, but you followed him to the dance floor anyways.

He placed your hand on his shoulder and took your waist. You looked up at him and blushed. This has made your night, it could not get better than this.

After swaying to the music for some time, your head on his shoulder, you looked up and asked, “Why were you so surprised earlier when I said I’ve never been asked to a ball before?”

He looked down to you, noticing the height difference and smiling, “Well, I’m just surprised no one would ask someone as beautiful as you to the ball.”

With your newfound bravery, you asked, “Well, in that case, why haven’t you ever asked me?”

“I thought guys would be begging to go with you, that’s why I never bothered asking. Why would you say yes to me anyways?” he questioned.

“Well that’s a silly question now isn’t it? I’m here with you,” as you leaned your head back on his shoulder, still swaying to the music. “Admittedly I’ve been waiting years for you to ask me,” you mumbled into his shoulder.

“If I had known that I would’ve asked you the second I laid eyes on you during first year,” he lifted your chin up to look at him, “But I was such a child then, I didn’t have the guts to ever say anything,” he said.

You giggled, “Technically you still didn’t we ended up here together because we both didn’t have the guts to say anything,” you teased.

You couldn’t believe what you were hearing right now, it was like a dream come true.

“And what do you mean first year? We never even spoke back then?” you asked quizzically.

“Who wouldn’t notice a beauty like you from across the great hall? In the library? Bloody hell, I almost failed our Charms class together because I couldn’t stop looking at you,” he said matter of factly.

The slow music has long since stopped but both of you have been swaying in the middle of the dance floor while people danced wildly around you. But it felt like it was just you two in the whole ballroom. You smiled up at him, admiring his sparkling eyes in the dim light. He leaned down to press his lips to yours, in a tender, careful kiss, almost as to not scare you away. Pressing back, you leaned into his touch, wanting nothing more than this for the past few years.

The kiss was interrupted by a squeal near you, your broke the kiss to turn and see what or who, that was. You saw Luna and Harry dancing near you two, and Luna got overly excited seeing what just went down. Draco looked over and only saw Harry above the crowd.

“Potter… you won’t ruin this for me too,” he glared at him. “Draco don’t blame this on me, just go take your girl and enjoy the night, don’t ruin it for everyone,” he stated.

“He’s right, let’s go somewhere more private,” you tugged on his robes, drawing his attention away from his made up drama.

Draco grabbed your hand and pulled you out away from your friends and led you out of the ballroom. “What’s your favorite dessert?” he asked as he slowed down, turning toward you. “What?” you giggle. “I have the house elves wrapped around my finger, now what’s your favorite dessert so I can get it for you,” he answers simply. You ponder for a moment, before answering, “Bundt cake.”

“Very odd choice, but alright,” he answered.

The two of you enjoyed a small bundt cake in the courtyard that night, his jacket around your shoulders as it was a cool February night.

“Thank you for tonight Draco, it’s been a perfect night,” you looked up at him after finishing the cake.

He looked over to you, and smiled, “Thank you for being the perfect date,” as he leaned down to kiss you. A perfect ending to a perfect night, it all worked out as “planned”.

[sincerlypadfoot]

Harry Potter Updated Masterlist

Narnia Masterlist    Avengers Masterlist   

Harry Potter Song Stories (A masterlist of Harry Potter Stories created from a shuffled song from my playlist) 

*A/N!!! I’m moving some fanfics to Wattpad, see the performing there, but they’ll still be on here to enjoy, but if you’’re interested my Wattpad is Here*

Series  

The Girl Who Believed 

Maledicite Terrae

Wonderland

Shifter

Time To Run

*Modern Times*

Secret Keeper

Marauders Era

*The Fifth Marauder*

The Heart And The Head 

Camping With The Marauders 

Harry Potter

Star Bright

Bludger Blow 

The Triwizard 

Horcrux 

Bloody Hell

Sirius Black

Christmas Eve

Secret Encounters 

PadFoot 

Family Matters 

Everything's Better With You 

The Wild Bet

Waisted and Spared 

Better Now

Curiosity Killed The Kat

Truth Or Dare

Comfort

Switches Realites

*If Only You Knew*

Remus Lupin

Full Moons

Never Alone

Master Man 

The Order

James Potter

Knock Knock 

Love you with your hair down 

Lover Boy 

Study Buddy (Request)

Fred Weasley

The Battle Of Hogwarts 

Running Around

Animal Behavior 

George Weasley

Strapped Down

Drunk In love

Friends With Benefits

Ron Weasley

Messy Summer

Draco Malfoy

Ocean Eyes

The Witch And The Wizard 

Giving Love

Not A Babysitter

Cedric Diggory

Drummer Boy

Feeling Under

Little Talks

Oliver Woods

Neville Longbottom

Seconds

Dean Thomas

Boats And Ships

Regulus Black

Little Brother Regulus 

Comfort And Death

Raven 

Tumbling Downhill

Charlie Weasley

Dungeons and Dragons

Flustered

Newt Scamander

Fantastic Beasts 

Tom Riddle

Riddle Me That

Blaise Zabini

Gambling 

A One Night Stand