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Floof overload.
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the-colourful-witch · 3 months
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🏆 The Triwizard Champions 🏆
I worked on this piece for a while, figuring out the designs, poses, uniforms, composition. It was really fun! I like that I added the decorative border at the last moment. It really pulls the whole thing together✨
I’m really interested in the other wizarding schools, like Beauxbatons and Durmstrang. I am still figuring out the uniforms.. I might do a sketch sheet on those soon. You’ll see :)
Which Champion’s your favourite?🌟 Personally, I really like Fleur, because she’s the first character I read about that shared my name. Nine-year-old me was very, very excited about that.
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roytaiyo · 11 months
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Hello!!! It’s me again :3c  I like to think that the Potion’s Professor and the Herbology's Professor have a close friendship, so I did a drawing of one of the first time where Snape needed some ingredients for his potions as the new Potion Professor (He’s about 21 y/o here)
Hope you like it!
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itstheghostofmypast · 7 months
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🌻Imperfections🌻
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Draco malfoy x (f)Reader (Hufflepuff)
Summary: Perfection is what defined those who were above the rest- yet, she could not be part of the perfection that defined him. Defined his society and very presence- defined her own family but not her. She was the imperfection within his world of perfection, the bright sun in his cool, pale blue sky. For even if she was the warm sun, he was nothing more than the silver moon- both destined to live in the same sky but never together.
Genre: Fluff, Angst
AU: NO VOLDEMORT - Plus Cedric is vibing, I'm sorry he's too precious.
Warnings: None
Part- 3/?
Masterlist/ Previous
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Did he accept her for who she was? What did that even mean? What did he mean- no, what was he trying to imply? The series of questions raced across her mind, bouncing off one wall to the other as she stomped up to the astronomy tower, wanting to be alone with her insistent, horrid thoughts.
With a loud slam, she barged into what she expected to be a vacant room, only to lock eyes with cold crystals, swirling with unspoken emotion. Her first reaction was to throw something at him, preferably her bag, but she knew better than that- for the past month, he had been avoiding her, rendering her feelings void- feeling? What kind of feelings did she even have for him? Were they really even considered feelings, if they were just "close acquaintances"? Or perhaps her foolish little heart had led her to believe the time he had spent with her was not a way of entertaining his boredom- perhaps she was a form of jester in his eyes. Really? Did she really think the prince of Slytherin would be interested in her? Let alone want to befriend her? A soul so wretched and stained that her own family would pray for her disappearance, her own family denied her existence, her own mother telling her that she "can not love her".
This is why she stood there staring at him, wondering why he was even here, was he here for her or was this by chance- was fate once again, tugging at the strings of her heart, waiting for the remaining threads to rip apart? Swallowing her insecurities she cleared her throat, mustering up the courage to give him a small smile, "Hello, haven't seen you in a while." 
Her gesture was returned with a blank stare, only for her to frown and walk closer, stopping right in front of him, looking up at him with a pleading look, wanting him to say something, anything, even a sentence would do. This was no longer about how she felt, but whether Cedric was right or wrong. She believed that he was different, at least not like the rest of the people in her life, those who had cast her out, she had seen the different side of him, so she wasn't going to let him slip away without an explanation.
Truth be told he wasn't expecting her here tonight, he'd been coming to the tower on alternate days, knowing she wouldn't be there when he would, that's the extent he had gone to, just to avoid her. Why? because he was a coward, there was no way in hell he would look her dead in the eye and tell her he wanted nothing to do with her.
Sighing he looked away, choosing to move past her, only to freeze when her fingers wrapped around his cold wrist, head whipping in her direction, eyes burning with rage, how dare she touch him? How dare she make it harder for him, than it already was. A powerful, gruesome phrase that was about to slip off his tongue clung onto the tip of his tongue as his eyes met her glossy gaze, one that looked so soft and meek, compared to the death grip she had on his wrist.
"Please, am I that unbearable?" 
With a defeated sigh, he turned around, wrapping his hand around hers, slowly peeling off her fingers, "Don't make this harder for both of us. Y/N, if I could, I would've pushed you away the day I saw you."  
"But-"
"Shhh..." he let go of her hand to place a finger on her lips, "Please, I am begging you to stop." he whispered, looking into her eyes as they pierced through his soul. It was moments like these that forced his world to a halt, one so bitter-sweet that it made his fingers tingle and mind buzz as if he were hexed by her, forcing him to succumb to her. The two stared at each other for what felt like an eternity, the universe around them still as ever, If that were true, he would've given up on her at that very moment, but regretfully it was not, time never stopped for anyone and the universe never left anyone alone; not a noble heir like him nor a cursed, unwanted noble like her, they had their own baggage and he wasn't sure if he was willing to share, especially with her, he never wanted to be part of those who added to the weight on her shoulders- yet fate seemed to be against them both.
"Why?"
She broke the silence, taking a step forward, almost closing the gap between them, only for him to take one bag, reestablishing the distance. 
She stepped forward once more,
"I thought we could be friends?"
He took one back, they're words now synchronized with their movements, 
"You thought wrong."
"Is it because I'm a Hufflepuff?"
"No."
"Because I'm an outcast?"
"No."
"Because I hit Zabini?"
"No"
"Then?"
"Because-" His words came to an abrupt stop, his back touching the cold stone wall, eyebrows raised in surprise at her persistence. This was new. He wasn't used to her like this, so persistent, so determined to win, finding answers, like a child willing to touch fire just to feel it. Just like that, she was mere centimeters away from him, now in his personal space, a space not even his friends were invited into, yet, here they stood, eyes locked, breaths mingling, basking in each other's warmth. 
"Because?" a whisper slipped past her lips, eyes darting down to how inviting they looked. What would they taste like? What would she taste like? His fingers twitched in anticipation, waiting for his brain to let his guard down, to let loose, but Draco Malfoy never let his guard down, never let loose for anyone or anything- but was she just anyone?
He had noticed how during his period of "Avoiding the Pesky Puff" - as Zabini would call it- he had begun to notice her even more, registering the tiniest of details about her. From how her doe eyes would frantically scan the hall, in search of something or someone, probably him, only for her lips to form a small pout in defeat when she couldn't. He noticed how she would use that little diary of hers more than usual, making him wonder about how many things had been bothering her for so long- was he not a part of them? His eyes would often aimlessly spot her in the field as they waited for their turn, watching her play with her team, effortlessly keeping, or sometimes (more often than less) doing laps around the field, cursing up at her captain who'd usually ignored her. He wasn't sure if the others on his team noticed the newfound source of interest of their captain, but now and then he'd feel Zabini bump their shoulders, mumbling, "Mate, avoiding her doesn't mean drooling at the sight of her." This would often earn a low growl, followed by a "Sod off". Since he was no longer tutoring her, she would now be tutored by Diggory, much to his displeasure. Since their lesson had been cut short, thanks to Zabini, he had never heard her laugh like that, or hear her whine about wanting to end the session early or when she'd start a pointless conversation to waste time, perhaps they could've had meaningful conversations together- unlike the ones she'd usually have with Diggory.
"Cedriiiiiic"
"Hmm?"
"Don't you think a chocolate salad would be a good business idea?"
"I think you finishing this chapter would be an even better one."
"Yes, but if it's successful, then I wouldn't have to waste time on this."
"Yet, here you are."
"Because I like you", the words left him faster than his thoughts could rearrange themselves, eyes scanning her face for any kind of expression, though her face was void of any emotion, a dull silence settling in, his confession hanging in the air.
"But, you can't...right?" 
Her question caught him off guard, if the ground would swallow him whole right now, he would've let it, doing anything but answering the question that had come after his confession.
"I..."
"It's okay." She beamed up at him, a dry chuckle following after, "You aren't the first person who can't like me...my own mother can't love me, my father can't accept me for who I am- why would you be any different?" placing a hand on his chest, she sighed, he wasn't sure about her, but the moment he felt her palm on his heart, he felt his skin light up, heart slamming against the ribcage, wanting to settle on her palm, all snug. 
"It's amusing how people I know have hearts so warm and alive, yet, you all act like they're made of stone." Pulling her hand away she sighed, taking a step back , glancing away from him, mumbling to herself, "I really must be cursed."
"Y/N, wait-" reaching out to her, the tips of his fingers barely grazing her arm before grasping at nothing, his heart sinking at the sight of her dejected being.
Taking another step back, she shook her head, arms wrapping around herself, trying to compose herself before looking at him with a smile, one that pierced through his heart. "It's okay Draco, I'm used to it. That's why I just wanted to befriend you- but I guess I forgot where I actually belong."
Say something!?
He stood there, taking in her image, their little bubble slowly cracking- why? Why did he say that to her? Insulting her would've been much better than this alternate excuse of "It's not you it's me". And here she was again, smiling at him like nothing had happened, like he hadn't just plucked out her heart, like a budding sunflower in a field of weeds, only to rip it out and throw it into a sack of trash.
Before his short-circuited brain formed a sentence, he was once again left speechless when he heard her, as she stood by the door,
"I'm sorry for being such a burden, I'll make sure to set things the way they were before."
It was only when he heard the soft click of the door did his world came shattering down on him, Why did he feel this way this is what he had been trying to achieve for so long? Didn't he tell Zabini he was doing this to protect her? Then wasn't this noble of him? No, it wasn't for he had made it even worse for her, leading her on, pulling her to the edge then pushing her off, watching her fall into an abyss, being one of the many on the list of people who had abandoned her.
Running his fingers through his hair he let out a shaky breath, nodding to himself, This was it, it was finally over, he could move on and eventually so would she, after all....she had Diggory. Fixing his robes he walked over to the door only to stop at something small that caught his eye, something he probably dropped on the way out. Crouching down to grab it, he inspected the small diary, noticing how it was more filled than he had seen last time. Sighing, he put it in his pocket, with no plans of returning it to her, nor to this place anymore, though he had a feeling she wouldn't come here again either. 
..
As he settled down on his bed he felt the all too familiar despair settle around him, hand going to his pocket, taking out the small diary, flipping through the pages, noticing the blotches of dried water, the ridges of the paper denting, dried ink that had probably begun to seep through the pages with the water- tears perhaps. He shouldn't, this was personal, it was hers, hers to use, hers to burn, but all logic went out the window as his eyes fixated on a specific name, his name.
"Draco."
This was going to be a long night.
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lufanahufflepuff · 8 months
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that awkward moment when you finally manage to cure your sister from the curse but she steals your girlfriend
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ziru-pan · 1 year
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HufFLePuFfs aLwAYs StANd uP fOr whAt Is RiGhT
Me as a Hufflepuff:
SEBASTIAN IS A SWEET ANGEL AND DID NOT MEAN WHAT HE DID I FORGIVE AND FORGET HE IS A GOOD BOI DONT TURN HIM IN PLS 😭😪
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orphicmortala · 6 months
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Just A HUFFLEPUFF appreciation post cause they deserve the world (me too) and all the hugs!!!!!
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midnightstar-90 · 9 months
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Somewhere Only We Know
Cedric Diggory x Slytherin! Reader | Sirius Black x Daughter! Reader Summary: You and Cedric have been Best Friends from enemy houses since second year, when you accidentally met him in the restroom (Or lavatory for you brits out there😉). Now it's your sixth year at Hogwarts. The Triwizard tournament is here and your friend is excited to enter. Requested by @linetaylorsversion: “Hello! You could make an imagine where Y/N is Sirius Black's daughter and had an almost romance with Cedric, they liked each other but never had the courage to say they were in love, and then Cedric ended up dying in the tournament and she felt guilty for never having said she loved him. Sirius managed to prove his innocence so he was at school to watch the final of the tournament and saw everything. After this traumatic event she began to terrible nightmares, being more attached to her father, protecting her friends (especially Hermione on account of the Death Eaters) and she saves Sirius from Bellatrix and ends up being hit by a Cruciatus (but she stays well after) and the rest you can do with your imagination. Thank you!” A/N: I struggled hard to write this request as an imagine. A lot of rough drafts went into this. And then my laptop broke and all I had was my phone, which was… a struggle 😑😫. But maybe the mini series was its calling, because it’s going.
Taglist | Requests | Wattpad Main Masterlist | Harry Potter Masterlist
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Chapter 1: Hoggy Warty Hogwarts Chapter 2: “Is It Bad To Say No?” Chapter 3: The Chosen… 2? Chapter 4: Dragons? Chapter 5: An Unexpected Surprise Chapter 6: Fish Out Of Water Chapter 7: A Maze To The End
*Chapters 8-10 will base in the Order of the phoenix. The aftermath of Cedric’s death.*
Chapter 8: Cuddles Chapter 9: Don’t Speak Chapter 10: “I Refuse To Lose Another”
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hatakemrs · 8 months
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Your writing is really fun and cute! You do an amazing job coming up with scenarios for characters meeting the reader. I hope you continue having fun writing :)
If it's okay to request, could a platonic Luna Lovegood x Hufflepuff reader be possible? It's completely okay if it's not possible ^_^
Luna Lovegood x Hufflepuff Reader (Platonic)
A/n: Thank you so much <<<3 your words mean a lot to me 😭 And I love Luna! so I'm more than happy to write about her <3
Warnings: None.
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You and Luna were in the same year at Hogwarts but unfortunately you weren't in the same house.
But did it stop you from being best friends?
Never! (In Fred's and George's voice)
Despite being in different house, you guys got close during your Third year in the 'Care of Magical Creatures' class. You both shared a similar interest towards these intriguing creatures. You found Luna's stories about Nargles and other magical creatures intriguing.
People made fun of you both but who cares? If magic exists then why can't creatures like that? And besides it's never a waste of time to come up with crazy theories with your friends.
Anyways, You always support Luna and everytime someone hides her shoes you make sure to go find them with her. (Or maybe jinx the person who did it, when you discoverd the culprit)
Luna's dad loves you for being so kind and good to his daughter. He invites you to their house over summer , where you three have fun cooking challenges without using any magic.
Xenophilius narrates stories for both of you and you listen to it with shinning eyes. At this point he considers you his own child.
In your fourth year, both of you got close to the golden trio and with Ginny. You , Luna and Ginny formed your little friend group . You all would go to Hogsmeade together and visit different shops, especially Zonko's.
Luna and You visit the kitchen often (Perks of being a Hufflepuff) and the Elves love you! They would give you so much food even after you tell them you don't need that much.
Dobby would adore you two and Winky would warm up to both of you because of the pure warmth you radiate.
Being Friends with Luna also includes dressing up as Lions for Gryffindor Vs Slytherin Quidditch Match and chanting "Weasley is Our King"
During your O.W.L.S. you would take care of each other. You made sure that Luna had eaten well , throughout the exams and you reminded her to take rest.
She also does the same for you, making your socks and sweater more warm by putting a charm on them so you could study the whole night without being uncomfortable.
If platonic soulmates exists ,you knew that you found yours and you weren't ever letting this friendship break.
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A/n: As a fellow Ravenclaw, I had so much fun writing it! Hope you liked it <<3. Take care <3
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lowkeyaria · 4 months
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Pov: your a Hufflepuff spending your free day strolling through Hogwarts
Students belonging to this house were known to be hard-working, friendly, loyal, honest and rather impartial. Hufflepuff was the most inclusive among the four houses; valuing hard work, dedication, patience, loyalty, and fair play rather than a particular aptitude in its students
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My, what big feets you have...
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juicegarrethfizzy · 8 months
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I just imagined the Eden Mars with these dress!! <3 Eden here is 19 years old!
Painting inspired by yec_yourz - artist💗
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the-colourful-witch · 3 months
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Cedric Diggory I love Cedric. He's just the goodest, kindest, bestest person in the Harry Potter books. A genuine good guy. I grieve for him still, he deserved so much better. Drawing him was a pleasure. He had to be a typical popular boy, but also be approachable and warm. So I gave him fluffy jumpers and warm colours. He is, after all, a Hufflepuff and I bloody love Hufflepuffs. They're the best. Sidenote: I am working on a few character designs at the same time and it's taking a while, but I'll still try to update at least once a week. Love you guys, you're wonderful! <3
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roytaiyo · 11 months
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Hello, it’s me again! This is another old drawing, hope you like it
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itstheghostofmypast · 2 months
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🌻Imperfections🌻
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Draco Malfoy x (f)Reader (Hufflepuff)
Summary: Perfection is what defined those who were above the rest- yet, she could not be part of the perfection that defined him. Defined his society and very presence- defined her own family but not her. She was the imperfection within his world of perfection, the bright sun in his cool, pale blue sky. For even if she was the warm sun, he was nothing more than the silver moon- both destined to live in the same sky but never together.
Genre: Fluff, Angst
AU: NO VOLDEMORT - Plus Cedric is vibing, I'm sorry he's too precious.
Warnings: suicidal thoughts
Part- 4/?
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28th September
I truly fail to understand how a parent cannot love a child. Is blood not to be thicker than water? A being stronger than a name or title, perhaps these were all metaphoric beliefs passed down by a delusional fool, for my family has, and always will, prove to me that my birth is a sigil of shame on the insignia of our family. A birth that only exists for the family archives, in a file locked away behind the vault.  
It is only worsened by the letter I had received today- letters actually, though one hurt me more than the other. Mother really is a work of art. I feel like the only bright side of today was meeting Draco. A bit weird- a few screws too tight but he's alright.
Scoffing at the conclusion, he flipped the page, "Like she's any better."
29th September
I have a feeling that I'm going insane. I've done so much, and tried so hard, but that same nightmare keeps haunting me. The moment my head hits the pillow it starts to manifest around me. One minute I'm up in the skies and the next I'm falling and falling and falling.
1st October
 I think I've got it, maybe I've been dreaming of falling off the astronomy tower, maybe because I sit so close to the edge. Draco told me to move too- could be it. Sometimes, perhaps, more often than just some, I do wonder if I were to tip-off. What if the only way to end this curse would be to do
Frowning at the statement he flipped over the page, to find a new entry. Why did she stop, what was the cure? Wait, so there was a way to end the curse- but then again, he didn't know what the curse was in the first place. She just assumed it was the fact that she was a Puff- but technically that's not a curse. Well, it is in its way- but not the hex kind. Maybe if he dug into it a bit- no wait, what was he thinking, not only had he made it clear to her how the two were from two different worlds, but she most probably could not even stand listening to his name, let alone have a whole conversation with him- especially one that revolved around such an unpleasant topic. Sighing he flipped onto the next entry.
3rd October
Draco confuses me, at times I feel like we are friends, but only moments later I am reminded about my status, being put back in place. Like that day he was staring at me in class, I could feel it, and when our eyes met...it was like it was just us, no one around us, nothing stopping us- or perhaps I am but a foolish girl, my own heart has begun to play tricks on me. Or maybe I finally saw someone of the same air not judge me? Not belittle me or not look at me with pity. Then he was upset during practice like I was nothing more than a stranger to him, well, I do feel like he was not upset, but jealous, Zabini had come a bit too close for comfort, and if he had not pulled away the fool, I may have let my intrusive thoughts win, much to everyone’s displeasure- especially Cedric.
Why in the good name of Heaven must she mention that fool? Scoffing he scowled at the name, bloody bastard took most of her attention and time- creep needs to be put- wait, did she just? His eyes scanned through the paragraph once more, again, and again, so it was true then. Zabini was right, this sickening feeling of being choked into ecstasy was not a one-sided curse he was suffering, it was her too- well, probably not anymore, considering he had just been humiliated for the last time. He’d be lying if he were to say he felt any joy in doing so, once again, this was done for two reasons; to preserve his reputation and to keep her out of harm’s way. Only this little tactic had begun to take a toll on him, whether he would ever admit it out loud or not, she had slowly seeped into his being, the essence of his soul- his mind (much like now) had been racing with thoughts of her, his fingers would twitch at the subtle thought of her, or if he’d see her in the hallways, during the time of ‘abstaining from the puff’ as Zabini called it. He was itching to feel her warmth, to feel her soft palm against his cold, clammy ones, using her warmth to put an end to the blizzard that had frozen most of him. These thoughts were nothing more than thoughts though, no good came from acting on them, which is why he held back- in fact, he was surprised that he was able to hold back tonight when she was only a breath away before confessing, his brain had malfunctioned, fixated not on the argument but her lips, noting the slight quiver of her lip, wanting to feel them against his, that would explain how he hand ended up confessing, instead of saying something else, something that would have hurt her less. Perhaps, at the end of it all, he was just a hormonal teenage boy, wearing a cloak of pretence- a mere boy, with no self-control, or maturity; so, was he then, imperfect?
4th October
It disgusts me, no, it haunts me, these feelings, these things swirling inside me. I cannot get rid of them; I cannot get rid of him. I feel as if my own heart has it against me, pulling me towards what I can never have, people who will never love me. I fought with Cedric today, it was awful, I felt awful, especially if I consider our history, how he has been nothing more than readily available to pick me up whenever I fell. A part of me enjoys it, embracing it as some kind of love, such as finding a lost duck or an injured animal, one you only help bring back to its feet and then let go of it. Then I wonder if I am no different than a feral animal. Is that what I am to him? Is that what I am to my parents? Does Draco think of me in such a manner as well? Or perhaps I am a mere jester, he is keeping sound for his own amusement. I think of this, yet, I spent hours begging the same fool I fought with in the morning, begging him to give me the handbook for captains. What's funny is he knew, he knew why I wanted it, and while giving it to me he gave me that look. The last time he looked at me like that was when I almost- I mean I was about to do it. Can't anymore though, the grill is installed pretty well. Once again, it was sickening, watching him care for me, being upset over my actions. I had assumed Draco would have the same look when I handed him the book, no, he didn't. It was different, it made me feel different, like a prickling sensation, one that had my imprudent, immature heart struggling against my ribs, wanting to jump into his breast pocket, to be closer to his own.
Slamming the diary shut he sat up, his own hands covering his face, palms pressing against his warm buzzing cheeks. This may have not been a good idea, but she was so hard to read and the fact that she felt this way about him, his parents were never this excited to see him and then this random puff pixie fluttered into his heart. Sighing he slid off the bed, feet pressing against the cold floor, his body too warm for comfort, the enormous room felt like it was closing in on him. Grabbing his robes, he marched out, taking in deep breaths, he was going to do it. He was going to find the cure, he was going to fix this curse, perhaps only then could he be free to have her- even if she was a Hufflepuff. While on his journey up a flight of stairs, he realized how his muscle memory had led him to the astronomy tower once more, but the bubbling cluster of endorphins left no room for annoyance. That’s what surprised him even more, for months, no almost years, he had been wrapped in the claws of every bitter feeling out there, and here he was, just thinking about her, he was willing to throw to waste the efforts of ignoring her for the past few months, impulsively jumping into a puddle of feelings, an unknown territory.
With a boom the door burst open, feet planting firmly on the floor as his eyes scanned the room, nearly missing the figure standing a bit too close to the edge. Closing the door behind him he walked in slowly, trying not to scare the person- her off, a flinch would have been enough for her to topple off. “Hey- get off from there.” He spat, wincing at his tone, really Draco Malfoy, use that tone with someone who is already at the edge, literally and metaphorically.
Flinching at the tone, her head whipped in his direction, what was he doing her? Bloodshot eyes meeting his, watching his expression morph into one that represented terror that is seen in the eyes of a lost child.
“Y/N”
“What…are you doing here?” she whispered, not moving an inch, standing still at her spot.
“I just wanted some fresh air and- get off, get off from there this instance, I- you-move!” stumbling over his words he moved closer to her, only to freeze when she turned back to look up at the sky, taking in a deep breath, closing her eyes, trying to savour the peace she had lost long ago.
“I’m so tired…I’m going to fix this once and for all, so leave.”
“WAIT!”
Sighing at his tone, she opened her eyes, staring ahead. “I’ve never liked the night, it’s dark, I’ve always been afraid of the dark. It’s so quiet you can hear the thoughts of your thoughts, do you know, the lake over there, you can’t go there at night. They have creature patrolling around it, and even if you do make it to the water, they have night watchers in the water. I tried it you know.” With an empty chuckle she pointed ahead, not that he was looking at it, he was far more bothered for her safety, slowly inching closer to her, “But I’ve yearned for it, the darkness, I realised long ago, that this was the only way, but those bloody fools pulled me to the surface before I could fully embrace the cold.”
“Y/N, I’m sorry, I am terribly sorry, I was wrong, it was wrong and selfish of me.” Whispering he stood a few steps away, “But I promise I’ll help you find the cure and then we can-“
“THIS IS THE CURE YOU FOOL!” turning around in rage, she almost lost her footing, somewhat glad she wouldn’t be facing her end like that, confrontation was never her strong suit, not was looking at the face of her problems, who knew the person who loved to fly across the skies was willing to fall down from grace within the same space.
Never in his life had he moved quicker, perhaps not even in the field, not while playing against Potter, not while running away from his fears, but for her, at that very moment, he realised he would face death itself, fight it with his bare fists, just to keep it away from her. For once he was glad his mind let his body run on autopilot, no argument, no debate or pondering about the pros or cons, but a quick flip of a switch had led him to grip her wrist, jerking her towards him, her body colliding on top of his. The persistent ringing in his ears slowly faded away, trying to rearrange his thoughts he slowly blinked up at the ceiling, his arms tightening around the shivering figure pressed into him, a hand pressed against the back of her head, forcing her to let it all out, pressing her face into his shoulder. He was unsure of wear he had picked up on this, never really one to receive comfort in such a physical manner, let alone provide it to someone else, but once again, she wasn’t just someone else. His other hand gently stroked her back, and slowly it began to piece together, the grills at her window, the disappointment of Cedric, this wasn’t just a one-time occurrence, how could he have missed the signs? He was reading her diary, but was so caught up in his own little emotions like a little school girl that he had not been able to take in the bigger picture, what she had assumed was the solution was not beneficial for her, but for others around her, her family. What kind of twisted lunatic would come up with such a solution? He understood the whole notion of being selfless, but this was not an act of selflessness, it was mere stupidity, why was she to suffer for the lack of tolerance and abundant ignorance her family possessed? Why was she being punished for being herself? Who were they to punish her for something she had no control over? At this point he wondered if the curse was her being a Hufflepuff or being born in a family of bigots.
“Draco?”
“Hmmm?”
“Can you- I mean, can I- umm…”
“I’m still very upset with you.”
“I know but I-
“What.”
Lifting her head up she stared at him, eyes puffy and a nose as red as a cherry, cute- until she placed her hands on either side of his head, watching a faint blush spread across his face. “I know you like me, but skipping to third base isn’t my style.” With that she pressed herself against him ever so slightly, causing him to shift uncomfortably, slowly pushing her off until she way laying beside him, staring at the same spot on the ceiling with him.
“You’re insufferable.”
“You’re the first person I’ve met who says that but doesn’t let me di-
“Shut up.” Turning his head to glare out her he growled, “I swear upon my own life if you ever try to pull something like that again or even think of it, I’ll” pausing for a moment, trying to think of a threat, “…I’ll…do something.”
“I’m sure you will.” Following his movement she met his eyes, “thank you.” Their words slowly turning into hushed whispers, subconsciously moving closer to one another.
“I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be.”
“What made you change your mind?”
“I umm…kind of found your diary.”
“…”
“I’m so sorry, I- I couldn’t help myself from reading it.”
Sighing she looked away, choosing to look back up at the ceiling once more, trying to hide her flushed face, clearing her throat, “It’s…okay.”
“In my defense, your expression of writing is beautiful.”
“We don’t have to talk about it.”
“You’re phrasing and choice of words is immaculate.”
“Okay. We really don’t have to talk about it.”
“I have similar feelings towards you but I was unable to decipher them, but you, no the way you expressed it all-
“And we’re done for the night, thank you very much, I’d like you to” instantly sitting up she dusted off her robes, “return it to me tomorrow, like a good boy.” Eyes darting to his laying figure, noticing the smile that had graced his lips, not one of the small one’s she had seen before, no this was different. It was one of those boyish smiles, wide and cocky, you’d read about in teen romance novels, those sappy things you’d keep under your bed, one that had the girl’s heart leaping with joy, much like hers did at the sight.
“Or we could,” standing up, much taller than her he peered down at her curious gaze, “burn it together. Write something else, something new, something better.” His hand slowly reached for her face, fingers grazing over her warm cheek, trying to keep the urge of kissing her at bay, “What do you think?”
“I’d like that.” Her words but a whisper, too focused on watching him slowly lower to her level, hovering a mere breath above her face, the puffs of their breath mingling together, “Can I…” his eyes flickered to her lips then back at hers, waiting for her approval, one he’d thought she’d readily give him; he was Draco Malfoy after all and on top of that she did like him- as was proven in many pages of her diary.
“Earn it.”
“Thank- excuse me?” He squawked as she gently pushed him away, licking her lips, teasing him- he was sure of it, as she walked towards the door, turning to give him one last look before leaving, closing the door behind her.
“Earn it, Draco Malfoy, can’t write the climax before settling in with a few establishing chapters.”
Oh, he was in one hell of a ride.
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