#tho the true pairing was with lucius

[faireth-reed]

That fucking moment when I almost guessed the plot.

Such a shame that they're using this to clear the path for Alfonse x Veronica, but if this adds depth to the Emblians... We'll see.

And Ótr appearing again after Elm's comeback? Can't count that as a prediction, but...

[loving-august]

pure love, not pure blood.

๑.pairings: Draco x fem!reader

๑.genre: year seven (graduating), no voldy au, fluff + sfw !!

๑.synopsis: Lucius Malfoy couldn't take his eyes off on his son, dancing with you, a muggle-born. But Narcissa won't let anything happen.

๑.warnings: Lucius being Lucius ig💀, a bit tricky to the main plot but anyways its a fic tho haha, pasts are on italics !!, errors, mistypes, smol grammatical errors

๑.wc:  2.09k [2090]

๑.status + house: muggle-born, slytherin

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Hogwarts has invited everyone, including the old students to enjoy the party as they all celebrate the foundation day of the school. Chattering and laughter could be heard from every corner of the School. For the longest time, the Malfoy couples have arrived in the castle.  

They witnessed the students running along, the sounds of the heels going back round the hallways. Soon, they went inside the great hall. Dumbledore, the school headmaster welcomed them and went to sit down on the seats provided. 

To Narcissa's view, it's quite a relief to see another different scenery. She was hoping to see her son. But that's for later because, everyone was busy getting ready from their dorms. She looked at her husband who was staring too at the scenery, "love, how are you feeling?" She asked softly. Lucius leaned closer to give his reply, "still the same as ever, i don't know why dumbledore would invite me in this gathering honestly."

They sat down to their respected chairs along with the other pure-blooded families that were also invited. The Parkinson's and The Zabini's. They all began to greet one another. Narcissa had the darndest time talking to them, asking how they are, about the other things that interests them. But until Mr. Zabini, Blaise's father, mentioned something that made the Malfoys look surprised.

"Have you heard? Draco, your son has a girlfriend?" 

“I’m sorry, what?” Narcissa asked as she turned her head to face her husband. Clearly, Lucius looked onto his wife as they found themselves lost at the news. “This may be rubbish, but my son has a girlfriend?” Lucius asked Mr. Zabini, hoping that it was just a rumour going around. Mr. Zabini clicked his tongue, “Apparently, yes. Me and my wife witnessed your son on Diagon Alley giving such gifts and…affection towards her, and we asked our son if it was true then I’m afraid it’s not a rubbish rumour to be messed around.” he answered, he then leaned closer to the couple, “and i heard that the girl may be from a blood-traitor family who was a… muggle-born.” he whispered.

Narcissus gasped horribly and Lucius was more shocked than he ever was since the confirmation of his son’s secret relationship. Narcissa looked at the man who broke the news, “for how long?” she inquired. The next answer awaits as Mr. Zabini chuckled at the amusement that he’s witnessing as of today. He then chuckled, “I heard since they were in their 4th year. Quite long isn’t it?”

“It…is…” Lucius commented.

Narcissa was quiet the whole time as she tried to recollect the past things that Draco had done. At first she thought of him having something that is not-so like him, it began on his fifth year’s christmas holiday. Dobby back then called Draco while he was writing in his room meanwhile narcissa was talking about a journey she wants to have in the future summer break.

“M-master draco!” Dobby's voice squeaked as he knocked on the young master’s door.

“Come in.” Draco said. The door opened to reveal the small house elf walking towards him with a letter in hand. “Dobby received a letter for the young master…” he slowly gave the letter to draco to which the boy took the letter and began to scan it. A small smile crept on his face as he saw the handwriting of yours.

Narcissa saw a bit of her son, smiling a bit. “Is it from a girl?” she asked. Draco flinched  a bit as he cursed himself for being careless. He turned his head to face his mother, “uh, no it’s not. It’s from Blaise's letter that I requested to meet him after the holiday.” he reasoned. On the outside, he was very calm and collected as if nothing was suspicious in him but deep down he already made a will mentally if ever he was now caught by his mother.

“Ah I see… But please do remember my dear that next week, we’ll be having dinner with the greengrass manor. They have invited us and I wish for your best behaviour,”she softly spoke and stood up from draco’s bed and began to walk towards the door.

And the other memory played on her head when he was in his sixth year, on a summer break.

“Draco dear?” Narcissa called her son. Draco, a few minutes later, arrived from the hall. “Yes mother?” he asked. Narcissa gestured to her son to come and sit beside her as she drank her afternoon tea. “Come, sit. I may have things to ask you.” she said and placed her cup of tea down on the table on her side. “Where were you last night? The house elves told me that you left, is..there something wrong?” she worriedly asked.

Draco gulped as he remembered what he had exactly gone to, to you. He secretly used the floo powder, quickly enough to to be seen by anyone. “Uh, i went to Theo’s manor, he owled me for the last minute and it seems urgent on the note.” he reasoned back. If lying was  competition to his mother or literally anyone else, he would have been a champion.

As her son explained what happened, he noticed something on her son’s neck; a bruise. She went closer and touched the bruise on her son’s neck and draco flinched. “Where did you get this? Did someone hurt you? Oh sweet salazar!” she said worriedly.

“Mum! It’s alright, I just got hit by Theo’s broom, that's all.” he lied. Oh how he looked pathetic, lying to his own mother. If you were watching today, you would have been laughing and teasing him on how a mommy’ boy he really is.

“Darling, are you okay?” Draco asked you as he zipped up the dress you were wearing. Earlier, he felt that you were being tense in the whole preparation for the ball that Hogwarts has prepared. Who wouldn't be okay? His parents will be where and you were scared for the fact that his father and mother will tell you off to be away from him because you were just a muggle-born unlike him, a pureblood wizard.

“Yeah! I’m okay.” you replied.

“You’re lying love. Look, mother and father wouldn’t hurt you okay? I’m here and besides, I think I'm ready to make us public. I have to be away from anyone but you, I'll be following you, yeah? ”how he just simply reassures you in a soft way. He kissed your cheek and fixed your hair by putting a small strand on the side, slowly sliding it at the back of your ear.

“I've been waiting for this day to come, Draco,” you replied. You tip-toed closer to him and gave him a small peck on his lips. “And thank you love, for the reassurance. I feel a lot better.” you smiled and he smiled back. 

“Are you ready?” he asked and you held his hand, “i’m ready.” you replied. And both of you went to the great hall together.

“Everyone, thank you for our effort on attending this very special night for all of us. Now that another batch of outstanding witches and wizards will be graduating and the previous students who have attended in this school gather here to celebrate the success of our new batch! Let us give them a round of applause!” Dumbledore announced happily. Everyone clapped simultaneously and the music began to play in harmony. 

Most of the students danced along and the elders were happy watching the youth in front of them as it reminded them of their younger years here at hogwarts. The Malfoy couple stayed together and hoped to find their son in the crowd.

But Lucius was too good at finding his own son. Because of the platinum hair he and draco have, but the longer he saw you beside him, holding his hand while draco’s hand crept onto your waist, caressing it ever so firmly.

As another half, Narcissa looked onto her husband, locking eyes onto someone and with his expression, showing sternness. She followed the way where he was looking, she saw Draco and you. 

She witnessed how Draco looked at you. It was soft and full of admiration. And you talk to your peers, and his hand on your waist, she can see how her son has fallen way too deep on you. Draco whispered something in your ear and you smiled. Draco initiated a dance and you gladly accepted his hand. With no hesitation, he held your waist one again and placed your hand on his shoulder and locked both hands and started dancing along with the music.

Narcissa felt happy and content how Draco smiled frequently and let out some small laugh. Draco was having fun and so was you. Now she gets how her son hides his relationship with his own parents. She then remembered her sister, Andromeda. On what happened in her years for her sister, this may be the reason she ran away from the wizarding world and chooses to be with the person she loves. As she thought of it, if something happens to you and her son’s relationship, Narcissa doesn’t want to lose someone dear to her, Not on her watch today.

She heard her husband’s mutter under his breath and began to take a step forward, but Under her watch, nothing would happen. Not her son’s happiness, she’s ready to fight for it.

“Lucius, let him be,” she softly said as she stopped her husband from taking another step. She looked at Lucius who was conflicted whether to follow his beliefs or his wife. 

“But—”

“Not now Lucius, let our son be happy. I do not care with the blood status, thet?” she pointed to both you and Draco happily dancing, “ that is definitely pure love, not pure-blooded based love.”

Lucius stopped and gave a sigh. He really can’t argue enough, with Narcissa especially.

You and Draco escape after the dance, you both walked on an empty hallway, all the way to the astronomy tower.

“Do you think they saw it?” you asked. You swayed your hand with his as you walked along. Draco laughed, “I think they did. Father looked a bit mad but i don’t care.” he proudly said.

You both continued to walk. As the night goes on, the coldness in the castle gets colder per hour. You shivered at the feels because of the dress you were wearing. Draco noticed how you shivered at the coldness. He simply removed his suit and covered it on you, making you warm.

“Thank you dray. But aren’t you feeling cold?” you asked and he just simply shook his head. 

“My manor was too cold. Pretty much I’ve been used to it, I guess.” he replied.

You chuckled, “acting strong eh? Come on dray i know you’re cold,” you took his suit from you and gave it to him and he pushed it off and he forcefully put it on you. You fought back and until you both looked like kids fighting over something so silly.

“Ahem.”

You both stopped as you stopped and looked to the direction where the voice was. 

It was his mother, Narcissa. 

In your mind, you were freaking out and our mind was literally saying: fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.

“Mother,” Draco said and she nodded her head ever so gracefully. “I heard rumours about you,” she said and looked over at you, “y/n was it?” she asked. You gulped and nodded. In a sudden moment, Draco was nervous, and so were you. You can feel his grip tightened. You tightened it back so he can feel you. 

“I see,” she says. “I have my trust on you y/n.” she smiled.

Both you and Draco widened eyes. Both of you were surprised. You simultaneously looked at one another, you were too stunned to speak, and so was he. 

“I-i will,” you replied in a stuttering voice. Narcissa smiled warmly at you. “Come by the manor and have tea with me someday, I hope Draco won’t mind?” she asked. Draco shook his head, “No mother, actually it’s perfect. Thank you, mother.” he said. 

“Alright then, I'll be on my way. I’ll handle your father Draco, go have fun, but not too much fun, okay?” a hint of tease from Narcissa’s voice made you feel flustered and embarrassed. She then walked away and disappeared.

Draco clicks his tongue, “so we can still have fun right?” he teased you

“draco!”

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[ghostdrew22]

Can I request a draco x reader where they just stay together all day even tho its a school day so they just like skip school all day and then one of their friends catch them? It probably sounds confusing but I LOVE YOUR WRITING

Where Words Fall Short || Draco Malfoy

So I changed it into a teacher catching them instead, I hope it still suits your fancy. Thank you so much for this request, I had quite a nice time writing it <3

Requested: Yes Pairing: Draco Malfoy x fem!reader Warnings: mentions of mental illness? Idk what I should be warning you against in this one tbh so if you find anything then let me know <3 Summary: Draco is having a hard morning so Y/N keeps him company and they ditch lessons.

WORDS : 2114

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Growing up, Draco continuously watched as a curtain was drawn above the topic of mental health in his household. What should’ve been long, informative discussions about his withstanding family history and hereditary struggles with mental health, was broken down into, “Your father just gets a bit overwhelmed sometimes”, and “Your mother is a woman, and as women do, she often gets erratic until she tires herself out.”

None of it was true, of course, just excuses used to try and avoid the problem. But it wasn’t discussed. Not when Narcissa would sleep for days on end, or when Lucius was hospitalised, and especially not when Draco began to display symptoms similar to his parents. The family healer was called in, Draco was diagnosed and medicated, and it was discussed no further. Because words were just not the Malfoy way.

You’d long become accustomed to his habits when he wasn’t feeling well, he’d told you himself about his struggles, and you’d adjusted quickly enough. Now you know, just by the sight of him, when he’s having a rough day. As hard as Draco tries to follow in his parent’s footsteps and draw a veil on his suffering, he just can’t bring himself to do it when you’re around. You make him feel safe.

You read the watch on your wrist, 8.10am, and sigh when you notice that Draco’s still not in the Great Hall for breakfast. Draco prides himself on being organised and punctual, so when he’s even five minutes late to breakfast you know that he’s having one of those days and he might just not get out of bed.

“He’s just running late this morning, I watched him walk to the showers.” Crabbe says beside you as he notices worry etch its way onto your features. You nod and smile at him.

“Thanks Crabbe.”  You respond before grabbing the empty plate on your other side and filling it up with Draco’s favourites.

It’s another ten minutes before Draco finally walks into the Great Hall, and you feel your heart wrench at the sight of him- hair still wet from showering, faint bags beneath his eyes and a solemn look painting his face- he looks exhausted. You smile at him when he settles into the space beside you and he smiles back, but it doesn’t reach his eyes.

He interlocks your fingers together as he sits down and you slide the plate of food toward him. He kisses the back of your hand as a thank you and you nod before turning back to your own food. On mornings like this conversation is sparse- it’s like a useless chore that you can both afford to forget- and you both resort to actions as a means of conversation.

Normally, words would be spent on endless declarations of love, confirmations of support, queries of comfort and insurmountable pleas to just sit in silence together. But now, now with this routine and understanding that sits comfortably on the border of your relationship, words no longer need to transpire between you both in order for there to be a mutual understanding of what you both need.

Most kisses are ‘I love you’ or ‘thank you’, but every so often when Draco paints every square inch of your face in adoration with his lips, then he’s telling you that you’re beautiful, that every piece of you is just another reason for him to fall deeper into love with you. Hugs are usually him begging for attention, trying discreetly to drag you away from whatever it is that you’re doing and bring you down to his dorm with him for cuddles.

But Draco’s preferred method of communication on days like this, is squeezing your hand. Information by hand squeeze increases in degree; one is ‘I’m fine, just tired’, two is ‘I’m probably going to disappear halfway through the day for some alone time’, and three is ‘Please spend the day with me’.

So when you feel that familiar pressure against your hand come in waves of three that morning, you know that he’s having a particularly bad day. You turn to him and nod, and this time when he smiles at you, it actually does reach his eyes.

~~~

When the first lesson of the day is underway, Muggle Studies, you and Draco are lying in his bed in his shared dormitory. There’s a risk of one his roommates coming back to collect a forgotten book or leftover homework, but it matters little when the two of you are spaced out in the small world of your own invention. You’re running your hands through his hair as his head sits comfortably on your chest, and his fingers are running up and down your other arm in an effort to keep him occupied.

The two of you spend the next few hours like that, just lying in his bed in silence as Draco thinks himself into oblivion and you try to calm him down. It doesn’t work though, and at some point you grow frustrated at the amount of tension that he’s built up in this shoulders, and demand that he gets up.

“Why?” He asks with furrowed eyebrows as he lifts his head off of your chest.

“Do you trust me?” He nods, and you smile. “Good, then come on.”

You pull him behind you quietly as the two of you roam the castle and head toward the Astronomy Tower- trying desperately not to arouse suspicion and get caught skipping lessons just as the day is ending.

When you reach the top and see that the sun is shining faintly, a satisfied sigh escapes your lips. All that cold and darkness in the dungeons wasn’t good for Draco and you’d lugged him all the way up here for some sunshine. You know that it won’t really fix anything that’s bothering him, but at least the Vitamin D might lift his spirits a little bit or help him to relax a tad more.

You sit on the ground and pull Draco down to sit beside you. He drops his head against your shoulder and pulls the back of your hand up to his lips, Thank you, is what the action says and you smile at the small acknowledgement. You lean your own head against his that’s resting on your shoulder and he shuts his eyes in content as you pull out the book that you’d brought up to read.

“Should I read to you?” You ask and he nods very softly, so you do as he asks and begin to read the novel out loud.

It’s mundane, sure, but Draco thinks that he could spend the rest of his life like this. When words have always failed him, you’ve been there to pick up pieces of his unsaid ministrations. Most people, if not all the people in his life, have always found his failure to conjure up words and describe his feelings, annoying. But not you, never you, you have always loved the way he tries so hard to show you his love instead of tell it to you. Whenever he feels torn apart, like a rag doll being tugged on both arms, you somehow manage to remind him that he’s made of skin and bone, not cloth and plastic. It’s you that reminds him he’s worth something, even when he feels as though he’s worth nothing.

“Y/N.”

“Hmm?” You respond absent-mindedly as you turn your head slowly away from the pages and toward Draco. When you catch a glimpse of his contorted features, concern washes over you. “What’s wrong? Do you want to go back inside?”

“No, no.” He shakes his head softly and smiles at you. “I just want to chat, is that okay?”

“Well… I was enjoying this book…” You tease and laugh when you see that he’s not amused. “I’m kidding, am’ all yours love.” You peck him on the lips quickly before closing your book and putting it aside.

He sighs, “I’ve been thinking-”

“Oh, that’s never good.” You immediately respond and he narrows his eyes at you which makes you laugh, “Okay, I’ll stop now.”

“You’re lucky I love you.” He says with a roll of his eyes, and a small smile, before he takes a deep breath and continues. “I’m going off my meds.”

You take a moment to digest what he’s said before nodding slowly, “Oh…”

“Oh…?” He raises his eyebrows in anticipation, worried that you won’t support his decision. “Are you mad?”

You’re taken aback by his question and turn to face him in confusion. “Mad? Why would I be mad?”

He shrugs, “I don’t know, mother was furious when I told her.”

“Okay, but your mother is notorious for having the emotional range of a green bean,” Draco, albeit begrudgingly, laughs at your comment with a shake of his head, “What? Am I wrong?” You ask with a laugh as well.

“You’re not wrong but that’s not the point. You’re bloody rude!” He tries to stop laughing but it’s not working and soon enough the two of you are rolling around on the ground, crying your eyes out in laughter.

After a good three minutes has passed the two of you have finally calmed down and the serious atmosphere has returned. “I’m not mad Draco, I could never be mad at you.”

“You were mad that time I tried to force a Ravenclaw to do my Muggle Studies research for me.” He says in a matter-of-fact tone and you shove him lightly.

“That was because you were harassing that innocent child!” You exclaim with another giggle, “I’ve never been mad at you for doing something that involves only you.”

“What about when I dyed all my pubic hair-“

“I told you never to speak of that.” You cut him off sternly before he can continue and a naughty smile appears on his lips at the memory.

“That was funny, admit it.”

“We were on vacation with my parents! Do you understand how awkward the conversation we had, after the swimming pool, was? They were so concerned about the fact that I’d brought home a boy with blue armpit hair!” You exclaim with wide eyes and Draco bursts into laughter again. “You’re such an arsehole.” You grumble out with a pout and he pecks you with a smile.

“You love me though.”

“I do… I really do.” You respond genuinely as you stare at him in admiration. Even on his worst days, when exhaustion wears his face like a mask and words fall short from his lips, he’s still the love of your life and nothing can change that. “I’m really proud of you, for making a decision like that.”

“Thank you.” He sighs and you can tell how much this has been bothering him over the past few days, if not weeks, by the way his shoulders finally relax. “I just don’t think they’re doing what they’re meant to. I don’t feel any better.”

“Mhmm.” You nod at him to continue as you take his hand in your own.

“I don’t feel worse either though, I feel the same. It’s been a year and I feel the absolute bloody same.”

“What are you going to do instead?”

“Whatever else the healer recommends.” He shrugs, “If she’s got nothing else that will work then I don’t know.”

“Well… I’m here for you, always.”

“I know.”

And it’s true, he does know, sure as he knows that he’s a Slytherin. There aren’t many things and people that Draco relies on, the fear of them letting him down always a barrier, but you he puts his absolute faith in. Because when words fall short to describe the amount of love that he has for you, and the amount of love that you have for him, there will always be actions and you two will always have each other.

You take your hands and cup his face in them before peppering kisses all over his face. He giggles under your touch, an effect that you’ve always had on him and he hates, but you make no move to stop until every corner has been graced with feel of your lips. It’s every word that you could possibly say to him, every sentence that could hold the weight of your adoration, because sometimes, words just fall short.

“Y/N-“ He begins when you finally pull away, wanting to tell you that he loves you, but you cut him off with a dopey smile.

“I know.”

The two of you lie down against the cold, hard gravel- fingers intertwined as you both shut your eyes and bask in the soft rays of sunlight. It’s almost perfect.

Until.

“Mr Malfoy, Ms L/N.” A voice drawls.

“Shit.” You mumble when you remember that it’s Wednesday- Astronomy.

<~>

Did I impulsively write this after declaring I’m going on a week’s hiatus to move? Yes. Did I put off packing for this? Yes. Do I have any regrets? Nope.

anyway,

love you all,

jean <3

[slyther-bi]

Wings to follow

Chapter 2

There's gonna be a time skip. Pretend they're all the same age except for Barty & Regulus who are a year younger than them all. Plus they all have happy families. Don't question me about the houses they're placed in.

Gryffindor: James, Mary, & Barty

Slytherin: Avery, Mulciber, Evan, & Sirius

Ravenclaw: Severus, Regulus, & Remus

Hufflepuff: Lucius, Lily, & Peter

🔹

~6th yr~

"Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!"

Severus groaned and grudgingly woke up "It's Saturday, why are you waking me up?" He asked as he rubbed his eyes. Lily smiled and laid down besides him "Because today is a special day Sev! Do you know why??" She spoke with excitement. Severus couldn't help but smile at his friend "Why?"

"Because on this exact day 7 seven years ago, you and became best friends!!" She shouted out "So you and I must celebrate this joyous occasion!! So get out of bed you lazy bum that I love so much!!" She added as she stood up on the bed and began to jump "Get up! Get up! Get up!" She chanted as she jumped off the bed and jumped around the room.

"I'm up, I'm up" He said as he got out of bed "God how do you always have so much energy?" He spoke while looking through his dresser for clothes. Lily laughed "I have no idea but that doesn't matter, I'll wait for you in main room alright" She said to which Severus only responded by nodding.

He began to remove his pajamas the minute he heard the door close and began to put on the clothes he'd picked out for the day. Once dressed he grabbed a hair tie and tied up his hair. Some of it came loose but he didn't seem to mind. He then grabbed his wand and he went to grab a small box from his trunk. It was a gift for Lily something he'd obtain while out in Hogsmeade last weekend. Once he retrieved it, he made his way to the main room.

Lily leaped off the couch once she saw Severus and rushed over to him and engulfed him in a giant hug. Severus chuckled and hugged her back. "Come now, Let's go eat some breakfast" She said as she took his hand and began to lead him to the dining hall.

The pair walked hand in hand to the dining hall without a care in the world. Everyone knew they weren't together, nor were they meant to be together. Why? because Severus's mark never changed color and neither did Lily's. Severus's mark was on his hand so it was impossible to miss, Lily's mark tho was placed just above her hip. It was an owl and Lily had practically checked her mark whenever she came into contact with anyone.

She eventually went about asking anyone she met if they had a jellyfish as their soulmark. Tho sadly it seemed no one had one but that wasn't gonna stop her. Severus tried to convince her that maybe Petunia's soulmate was a muggle but for some reason Lily felt that that wasn't true. Nothing he said manage to get her to drop the issue and he too went about asking his housemates if they had a jellyfish soulmark.

To his surprise a boy, who was a year older and named Danny, had a jellyfish as his soulmark. Sadly Danny had already found his soulmate. Severus frowned at the revelation but he congratulated him none the less and left. He eventually told Lily and she too was bummed.

The pair soon reached the dining hall and stepped inside. They made their way to the Ravenclaw table but Lily stopped midway and squeezed Severus's hand tightly "Let's sit at the Hufflepuff table" She spoke nervously. Severus stared at her in confusion before he looked at the Ravenclaw table and then it hit him.

Regulus Black was there, he was talking to some friends of his while also eating breakfast. A smile appeared on Severus's face, he knew why Lily didn't want to sit there. It's because Regulus just so happened to be her soulmate. They had met during summer after their first year. Sirius had invited the two to spend the summer at his home.

Once the pair had gotten permission from their parents, they left to Black Manor. When they arrived Sirius was quickly greeted by someone who appeared to be a smaller version of him. Sirius eventually introduced the small boy as Regulus Black, his younger brother by a year. Lily was the first to shake his hand and then Severus. By the end of the day Lily had dragged Severus into the bathroom in panic.

She lifted up her shirt just a bit to show that mark had turned a greenish or teal color. Severus couldn't help but gasp. The rest of that summer was spent with Lily trying to avoid Regulus, she had always dreamt about meeting her soulmate. Tho she never expected to meet him at such a young age or that he would be younger than her.

Severus tried to muffle his laughter with his hand, this earned him a smack on the arm. He shook his head and rubbed his arm still smiling. "Seriously? Ever sense you found out Regulus was your soulmate you've done everything to avoid him" He spoke "Why don't you just go talk to him already" He added. Lily huffed and crossed her arms "I will, tho not now because today is our day" She said in a serious tone.

Severus sighed but then an idea popped into his head. He reached into his bag and pulled out the small box that held Lily's gift. "Here" he said and thrusted the box towards her. Lily looked surprised and uncrossed her arms to take the box. She stared at it for awhile before looking back at Severus with a questioning look. "It's a present, for our friendship anniversary" He stated.

Lily felt like tearing up "Oh Sev, that's so sweet. You didn't have to get me anything you know" She said softly. "Oh I know, but I felt like it. Now open it" He said happily as ever, Lily chuckled softly and quickly opened the box. She gasped softly, inside the box was a hair clip. It had a small crown made of gems attached to it and on the clip it obtained the word wonderland on it but it was hardly noticeable unless you looked really closely at it.

She looked back at Severus with tears forming in her eyes. Severus simply smiled "All hail the queen of wonderland" He said softly, Lily quickly engulfed him into the tightest hug ever. Severus couldn't help but laugh as he hugged her back.

"I take it you like the gift?" He asked

"Like it? Severus I absolutely love it!" She shouted out, Luckily only a few people took notice and none of them were Regulus. "But..." She muttered. Severus tilted his head "But what?"

"I didn't get you anything" She mumbled and Severus chuckled. He knew she didn't get him anything, they've never gotten eachother gifts before. They simply took turns paying for everything each anniversaries. So he was very lucky when he decided to buy her a gift. "Oh I know but I know how you can make it up to me" He said and Lily gave him another confused look "How? Do you want me to pay for everything today?" She asked.

He shook his head and grabbed her hand "Nope" he spoke and dragged Lily to the Ravenclaw table. It took her a few minutes before realizing what Severus wanted. She tried to remove her hand from his but was unsuccessful. There was no point in trying to escape they already arrived to the table and to the very person she was trying to avoid.

"Hey Regulus, you remember Lily right?" Severus spoke as he quickly sat down next to Regulus, luckily there was hardly anyone at the table, and pulled Lily onto his lap. He wrapped his arms around her waist to avoid her escaping. Regulus turned to face the pair and stared at them weirdly, seeing as Lily was trying to escape. "Uh yeah, you guys are friends with my older brother Sirius. Why?" He said in a confused tone.

"Did you know her soulmark is an owl?" Severus asked and Lily wanted nothing more than to die. Regulus felt his eyes widen at that information "It is?" He asked and Severus made a humming noise in confirmation. Regulus felt stunned, he wasn't sure what exactly Severus was trying to say but it felt like he was implying that Lily was his soulmate. "What does that have to do with me?" He asked nervously.

Severus smirked "Not much, also her favorite animal is a rabbit and her favorite color is orange" He said and Lily hid her face with her hands inorder to avoid people seeing her blush especially Regulus. "Just thought you should know" He added and Regulus was stunned into silence. Why? Well cause his soulmark was a rabbit and it had turned orange a year before he was to enter Hogwarts.

Severus pushed Lily up and stood up himself. He then gently pushed Lily down to where he was sitting before. Lily was simply glaring at him the entire time her face completely red. Before Severus walked away to the slytherin table to talk to Sirius, he leaned in towards Regulus "Also her mark turned teal the day we first went to Black Manor" He whispered in his ear. He straighten up and smiled at the two "Welp I'm gonna go say hi to Siri, by you two" He said and ran off before Lily could attack him.

Severus arrived to the slytherin table and was happy to see Sirius sitting there half asleep. He quickly sat down next to him and grabbed hold of his arm which caused to jump out of his sleeping state in fear. "Sweet merlin Sev, what the hell" Sirius wheezed out, Severus merely smiled and pointed towards Lily and Regulus. Sirius turned his attention to where Severus was pointing and gasped in shock."Did she finally tell him?!" Sirius said a bit loudly as he turned to look at Severus for confirmation.

Severus nodded his head happily and Sirius cheered with glee "About fucking time!" He shouted and Severus couldn't help but laugh. Both he and Sirius talked about the new relationship forming between Lily and Regulus. Eventually they began talking about other things clearly no longer interested in their friends relationship.

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Part 2 of the gang getting caught in dracos bedroom?? I love your writing so much ❤❤ youre such an inspirationn!!

I have,,, no excuse for my inactivity other than “I am simp” but sdhbfjhdf I’M SO SORRY TO EVEryone that sent prompts I swear I saw them and they’re all still here so hopefully I manage to get through them all soon.

Thank you so much tho anon <33 and also tagging @drarry-with-a-side-of-harry if you’re still interested, here’s the second part! Hope y’all like it <3

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“Tell me honestly, Draco. Is there someone else in here?”

All of them collectively held their breathes, barely making any sort of movement. They began exchanging nervous glances as they waited to hear what would happen next.

“Of course not,” Draco scoffed. Harry marveled at the fact that he still managed to sound so haughty despite the fact that he knew he was also nervous.

“Is that so?”  Lucius drawled, doubt clear in his voice. “Because Mifty said that she saw someone in the drawing room just a few hours ago.”

There was a brief pause, and the tension in the air only thickened.

“Perhaps she was referring to when I called Blaise through the Floo,” Draco said eventually, somehow keeping his voice even. “She must have meant that she heard him through there.”

“Yes, except I actually clarified whether or not someone was physically here.” Harry supposed he should have been thankful that Lucius might not have thought to ask how many people Mifty saw, but he didn’t want to jinx himself.

“He came through for just a moment to return my notes to me.” Draco was starting to sound more and more confident with his story by the second, and Harry only felt his dread increase.

“What if he sweeps the area?” Harry panicked, dropping his head in his hands. “If he sounds too confident, then Lucius might actually check around and find us.”

“Stop overthinking,” Blaise sighed. “He’d probably be too lazy to check for himself.”

“Now, I know he said he had an unreasonably large bedroom, but it won’t actually take that long to find us if he tried,” Harry reasoned, his leg starting to bounce anxiously. “What if-“

“Shh!”

“Then you won’t mind if I have a look around, then?”

“This is it, we’re going to die,” Harry mumbled.

“Okay, I might actually agree with you on that,” Pansy sighed. “I can’t wait for mother to kill me.”

“Maybe it won’t be so bad if we manage to think of some kind of story?” Hermione offered. “C’mon, help me think of something to say for when he comes in.”

“We were planning on having an orgy,” Blaise said sarcastically, dropping his head back on the bathroom wall. “Face it, we’re doomed no matter what we say. If it’s not death by Lucius, imagine what our parents would say.”

“Fuck off,” Ron scoffed, wrinkling his nose. “I would rather he hex us than give that excuse.”

“What do you propose we say then, oh wise one?” Pansy said, raising an eyebrow at the redhead.

“I dunno,” he shrugged in response. “We have a major project over the Hols and since Draco couldn’t leave without contacting them, we decided it would be better to come here?”

There was a brief moment of silence, each of them trading glances before Hermione spoke.

“Actually, that just might work,” she commented, nodding her head.

“It might not stop him from killing us, but it might soften the blow,” Blaise agreed.

“That doesn’t change the fact that they’re going to hate us!” Harry wailed, restraining himself so that his voice doesn’t get too loud since the two Malfoys were still discussing outside.

“Okay, everyone excluding Potter will give this excuse then,” Pansy said, narrowing her eyes before pointing to Harry. “You, on the other hand, can tell them that you just arrived to sweep him off his feet and take him on a date.”

“What!” Harry yelped, very much alarmed. “No way! Why would I say that?”

“Because you know you want too,” Blaise said with a singsong voice. “C’mon, Potter, you can’t seriously think that you’re that subtle.”

He was just about to protest before Hermione cut him off. “They’re right, Harry,” she said while looking at him with a reluctant smile. “It’s not that hard to spot.”

“Oh my god,” Harry whined, dropping his head back in his hands so that it was out of sight for the rest of his friends. “Does that mean Draco noticed too?”

“Probably not,” Pansy snorted. “You may not be subtle, but Draco can be pretty dense when it comes to these things.”

Harry was just about to speak up and defend that in Draco’s defense, he was actually pretty smart so there was still a chance that he’d have noticed Harry’s feelings for him when they heard a door open.

“See, there’s nobody here,” Draco said nonchalantly. It was at that moment when Harry realized they had entered the bedroom and it wasn’t the bathroom door that they heard.

Everyone immediately stopped talking, and the tension in the air from earlier had returned. Somehow, it felt much more oppressive this time.

“Very well, then,” Lucius said. They only let go of their breaths once they heard two pairs of feet retreating towards the room exit. “Your mother wants you down for dinner in a few minutes.”

“Yes, father,” Draco responded dutifully before they finally heard Lucius leave the room.

“You better praise whatever gods are up there that are looking out for your sorry arses,” Draco ranted, barging into his bathroom and finding them just a few seconds later. He threw the shower door open and gestured for them to get up.

“I’m just surprised he didn’t bother checking the bathroom,” Blaise said, stepping out of the bathroom before flopping himself down on the bed.

“We need to find a way for all of you to get out now,” Draco said, any sense of calmness he portrayed for his father just moments ago disappearing. “Because they’re going to get suspicious if I don’t come down for dinner, and one of the elves might spot you in here when I do.”

“If they’re going to be in the dinning room, won’t it be safe for us to leave through the front?” Pansy asked. Harry didn’t really remember the interiors of the house when they came in, but he supposed it made sense since they were best friends.

“Yes, except to get to the main door, you have to pass by the dining room entrance,” Draco said, a pointed eyebrow raised.

“Okay, I know you said a disillusion charm wouldn’t work, but I think it just might in this situation,” Hermione offered, making everyone in the room turn to face her.

“How so?” Draco asked.

“Well, if they’re both in the dining room, they’d hardly notice if a few vague figures passed by the door. Especially if we lay low and do it quickly.”

“Hmm, that just might work, actually,” Draco said, perking up almost instantly. “You just have to be very quiet in that area, but I think I can distract them long enough for you to walk past the door.”

They began casting the disillusionment spells on each other – or rather, Hermione and Draco were since they did them best – and in a few minutes, they were ready to make their escape.

“Wait for me to go in and greet them before you begin walking past,” Draco reminded for what was probably the 6th time in the past 3 minutes. “I’ll keep talking to distract them so you have to-“

“Yes, we know,” Ron sighed, interrupting him. “Leave quickly in the short window that you’re distracting them.”

“Good,” Draco nodded before taking a deep breath. “Okay, let’s go.”

Quietly, the 6 of them began making their way through the complicated hallways of the Manor, trailing a few meters behind Draco as they did so. It was only when he held his hand up did they stop, just before the final turn they would need to take before reaching the main entrance.

“Father,” Draco greeted, Harry felt a small shove on his back and glared blindly at the vague silhouettes of his friends, unsure of who actually pushed him.

“Fuck you,” he hissed softly, not even sure of who he was addressing at that point.

“Move!” one of them whispered. Sighing to himself, he began making his way towards the exit, following what he was pretty sure was Ron’s figure in front of him.

“Draco, you came down earlier than we were expecting,” Lucius commented. Their voices gradually got louder as they neared the dining room entrance. “Your mother is still settling some of her things down.”

“…Oh?” The brief pause was enough to make Harry break out in cold sweat. In a few steps, he was standing just outside of the room entrance with enough space to peek his head through.

He saw Draco make his way over to one of the seats, pulling out his chair before settling down. Lucius was seated at the head of the table, and the final seat that had been set up remained empty.

“Yes, but she should be joining us in a few minutes,” Harry heard Lucius respond. Harry found himself staring through the door, even as he was walking by. “She just-“

It was at that moment when Harry bumped into something that he finally refocused his attention to where he was walking, belatedly realizing that the thing he had bumped into was actually the Malfoy matriarch.

“Now who might this be?” Narcissa asked, looking in the general area of Harry’s eyes. She immediately pulled out her wand, making Harry flinch for a second, before realizing that she was simply cancelling the disillusionment charm.

“Mr. Potter?” If she was surprised, her tone didn’t give anything away.

“Mrs. Malfoy,” Harry forced a smile, unsure of what else to say in that very moment. He heard the conversation that was happening in the dining room suddenly die down before they were joined by both Lucius and Draco.

“Mr. Potter,” Lucius said evenly.

When Harry made eye contact with Draco, he silently hoped that he would have a solution to get them out of that mess.

“Harry,” Draco said, his tone giving away that there was nothing else that could be done in that situation. He watched as Narcissa glanced from him to Draco, before looking back at him. When she opened her mouth, he was half expecting her to scold them.

“Mr. Potter,” she repeated. “Would you care to join us?”-————————————————-

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It stops being based on true events once Harry gets caught jsdbfdjf but for references sake, I am Draco in this situation JBJFDBD anyway, hope you like the second part so far! The third should be the last and maybe I’ll get into what actually happened after hhhhhng thank you for reading <3

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4, 5, 6, please! 🐍🖤

What’s your Snape OTP? 

Snily forever! Now, mind you, it should be under different circumstances, but the one I’d like to see Snape with is Lily. I mean if there had to be someone for him. I’m not crazy with pairing him, that man was broken

Alright, NOTP?

I don’t have any problem with seeing him paired with others. That being said, Snamione is a bit of a…far fetched possibility for my tastes. I don’t judge anyone tho (unless she’s underage, that’s…blergh)

What about BrOTP?

Minerva and Lucius and a lil bit Dumbledore (in that order). Love the dynamic between Snep and each of these people. You know, the friendly competition with Minnie, the closeness with Lucius and their co-parenting of lil Draco while being mocked by Narcissa (kinda like the trio of Raj-Howard-Bernadette) and Snape’s dynamic with Dumblydorr because he’s his most true self with him and they always mock each other’s plans etc…

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Third Eye Blind

Another random oneshot.

Fic: "Third Eye Blind" [FFN] [AO3]

Pairings/Characters: pre-Narcissa Black/Sybill Trelawney

Rating: K+

Words: ~1,140

Additional info: romance, femslash, Marauder era, 3rd person POV

Summary: Narcissa doesn't have the talent, but neither does Sybill. Syb just has some tricks up her sleeve.

                Things often moved too quickly in Narcissa Black's home. Too fast had her parents kicked Andromeda out of the house. Too fast had Bellatrix gone off and married Rodolphus Lestrange. Too fast had Cygnus and Druella made Lucius Malfoy her betrothed.

                Narcissa stared out into the Black Lake's depths from her seat in the Slytherin common room. She cupped her cheek and sighed. It would be stupid to make an appearance in the library so suddenly, especially since she'd made a move when she'd been wrong about a fellow, female Slytherin…

                She partially blamed Bellatrix for corrupting her. It wasn't until later that she'd found out sisters didn't kiss. Oh, the look on Bellatrix's face when Narcissa had informed her!

                But that was the thing… Narcissa had never looked at wizards as Andromeda had. And Bellatrix had married only out of duty…

                Hmm. All this wallowing was getting her nowhere.

                The blond witch hopped up from her seat and left the dungeons, heading outside. It was early fall, and the evening was still quite warm, a remnant of a hazy summer. Narcissa traipsed along the outer edge of the Black Lake before deciding to sit on the docks.

                Go figure. When she wanted to be alone, someone was there.

                Narcissa steeled herself for an argument, knowing she had just as much right to be there as anyone else. And, when she sat down on the right side, the person—a Ravenclaw witch—turned her head towards Narcissa.

                Crap. It was that goofy girl…what was her name again?

                "Ah. Narcissa Black," the girl said in her odd voice. It wasn't of very dreamy quality, and it wasn't entirely grating, but it was odd nonetheless.

                "Hello," Narcissa replied politely.

                "You don't know my name, do you?" The girl stood and—oh, Merlin—came and sat beside Narcissa. She placed her rucksack on her lap. "Sybill Trelawney. I'm a Ravenclaw, a year below you."

                Making her a fourth year, Narcissa noted. "Nice to meet you, Sybill."

                "Thank you, Miss Black. What brings you out to the lake?"

                Narcissa fought the urge to roll her eyes. Mindless chatter was so useless; her time at the lake would've been better if Sybill had just remained where she was and not bothered Narcissa at all. "I wanted…to clear my mind."

                "I like to do that, too," Sybill stated, pushing her thick frames up her nose. Narcissa glimpsed at her appearance out of the corner of her eye; if Sybill had different spectacles and conditioned that mass she called hair, then it'd help. Sybill wasn't ugly nor was she entirely pretty. She was just…plain.

                Sometimes, Narcisaa wished she were plain, too. If she were, then her parents wouldn't have rushed to engage her to Malfoy, and maybe no one would've made such a big deal when she'd tried to kiss— No, forget it, she humiliated you, Narcissa internally scolded herself.

                "Is it true you're going to marry right out of Hogwarts?"

                Good grief, did everyone and his sibling know about Narcissa and Malfoy? She grimaced in response.

                "I couldn't do that myself," Sybill continued. "Then again, I don't think I'll ever get married. Making friends is hard enough when—" She stopped, her eyes going wide as though she'd awoken from a stupor.

                "When what?" Narcissa prompted.

                Sybill leaned closed and, in all seriousness, said while she stared at Narcissa over the tops of her frames, "People are scared off when I tell them I have the Second Sight."

                Narcissa furrowed her brow. "I can't imagine that's all that scary. …what's the Second Sight?"

                The Ravenclaw continued to peer appraisingly at Narcissa before returning her gaze to the water. Only then did she answer. "I can learn people's futures."

                Goosebumps formed on the Slytherin's forearms, but Narcissa said nothing. When she thought about it, it sounded stupid. "Like Divination?"

                Sybill shook her head. "Not like the class. I mean I can do what my great-great-grandma did."

                "Wait a minute—Cassandra Trelawney?"

                She nodded.

                Narcissa had heard of her. Even her parents hadn't formed their opinions yet on the late Cassandra Trelawney, she was that esteemed. "You can't be all that bad, then."

                "What?" Sybill stared at her again.

                "You're just…a seer, right? That can't be all that bad." Though, in truth, she didn't want to know about the house she was bound to share with Malfoy or all the heirs she was expected to bear for him. She grimaced, angered and determined that she'd make a new future for herself no matter what. Forget Malfoy, forget her roommate who hadn't returned her feelings. "Hey, Sybill, can you do a reading for me?"

                Sybill grinned and pulled out from her bag a crystal ball that fit in the palm of her hand. "I can try, but you should know I can't force it," she added with that same serious expression from a moment ago.

                "That's fine. Do I need to do anything?"

                "Hmm… Maybe tell me some things…"

                "Fine. Like what?"

                "Parents' names?"

                "Cygnus and Druella Black."

                "Only two siblings?"

                "Yes, my sisters. Three, if you count my brother-in-law." Absentmindedly, Narcissa wondered when she'd have another brother-in-law, considering Andromeda's romance with Ted Tonks was so strong that Andromeda had left the family…

                "Blond hair, blue eyes, fair skin… Boyfriends?"

                "None."

                "Girlfriends?"

                Narcissa blushed and gave Sybill a look. Sybill was giving her a funny look, too, but she couldn't place it. "Ehm, no, no, of course not."

                "I see."

                What? What did she see??

                Sybill hummed to herself and stared at her crystal ball for what felt like forever; sweet Salazar, turtles moved faster than Sybill Trelawney could think or speak. Eventually Narcissa kicked off her heels and dipped her toes in the water; even if this fortunetelling was a bust, at least she finally had her peace and quiet…

                Narcissa had almost let her eyelids drift closed when Sybill grinned.

                "Well, no need to worry about life too much. You'll be happy, with plenty of love."

                "Wow. Real descriptive." Narcissa brushed her hair over one side.

                "Even with your bit of heartbreak right now, you'll come through it and find something better."

                Narcissa blushed. Had Sybill seen? Or had she…Seen, in her crystal ball? "Something better—that would be quite nice."

                Sybill beamed at her, much too happy with herself over her little "prediction." "Sometimes it's best to take matters into one's own hands, Miss Narcissa."

                The Black daughter watched Sybill as the Ravenclaw girl stood—and then she did a very peculiar thing and pecked Narcissa's cheek. Her deeply green eyes almost made Narcissa forget the ugly frames that hid them.

                "Goodnight, Miss Black." And then Sybill shuffled off, pulled a shawl from her bag and wrapped it around her shoulders.

                Narcissa, red-faced, stared as Sybill left. Maybe Sybill was not such a quack after all.

Hrmm, more implied femslash from me. I really want her to chase after Syb here and start something…! XD But I'll make do with a little prequel to this—find out on whom Narcissa had a crush in "Forever a Thought"!;P And, yes, the title "Third Eye Blind" was slightly based on the band, *lol*. I loved how this came about from my tiny prompt of "turtles" from my mother…! XD

Thanks for reading, and feel free to leave an anon/unsigned review via the FFN link or comment via the AO3 link at the top of the post, especially if you enjoyed this!

~mew

2017 note: I enjoy young Cissy fics, and Sybill was rather cute here, *lol*. Honestly, Sybill rly was the Luna of her generation… :O

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Hey Ash! Can you please recommend me a few good slow burn fics that's like 100k? It doesn't matter which fandom :) thanks!

Okay, so I went through my bookmarks and such all over my laptop, because it actually was reminding me of older slow burns I loved and now I want to re read some of them. A lot of these are well over 100k. When I go for slow burns, I don’t play around lol. I also tend to prefer reading ships with 2 canon characters for slow burns, rather than OC characters, but that’s just a personal preference, so that’s why these are mainly ships. Enjoy!

Forward to a Time Past by Unbridled Brunette (~270k words, Buffy/Spike) This is a time travel slow burn, if you’re into that pairing. It’s AMAZING! Buffy goes back in time to Victorian London, when Spike is the still human, very shy, very virginal William. It’s brilliant. And it was the first fic that had me all in with the idea of an inexperienced man who is “taught” by the woman. It has that Pride & Prejudice vibe, where it’s scandalous to even touch bare hands, let alone make love to someone when unmarried, and I’m such a sucker for that. I remember being upset when I finished this story, because I knew I wouldn’t find a Spike/Buffy slow burn that I loved this much ever again…and I haven’t. 

You Know Better by @xteenwolfwritingsx (~77k words, Peter Hale/OC, Teen Wolf) This is hands down the best long Peter fic I have ever read! As I said, I don’t typically go for OC/you characters for longer fics, but this OC was so relatable and well-written, and I remember reading the first chapter of this and having to put my phone down, because I was just like, “Holy shit, I’m gonna become so obsessed with this story”. And I am. I read it twice in two weeks. I haven’t read the newest couple of chapters, purely because I know the author said that it’s going to be finished soon, so I’m waiting until it’s completed so I can go back and read it a third time from the beginning and take it all in, start to finish. The premise is that the OC/you asks Peter to teach her how to fight, so she’s not just the helpless human of the group. And oh boy…Peter as a fighting instructor…god…yea…it’s hot. I was about to scream waiting for them to finally rip each other’s clothes off, and god it was so worth the wait when they did! If you’re at all into Peter, read this! 

Your Hands Can Heal, Your Hands Can Bruise by blackestnight10 (~430k words, Daryl Dixon/OC) Sadly, this is not a completed story. And honestly, I don’t remember a lot of details about it, but it was the first long Walking Dead fic I ever read. It’s Daryl with an OC character, and the two things I do remember is that the OC kicked ass and yet was also likeable and intriguing, and that it was a torturous slow burn. I mean, it’s realistic to Daryl, because I don’t see him as someone who jumps in bed with anyone, so the author stayed really in canon with his character. And I stayed up late many a night devouring it. 

Spiced Molasses by MonDieu666 (~140k words, Daryl/Beth) - This one is a fantastic AU slow burn. Beth’s parents are assassinated, and she and her two siblings have to be put into protective custody in separate locations. Rick calls in Daryl, the irritable lone ranger agent, to watch Beth. Cue one of my favorite tropes: them stuck unwillingly in a tiny apartment together, at first not liking each other, where they dance around each other until finally giving in to their desires. It’s a fabulous story!

18 Miles Out by MonDieu666 (~190k words, Daryl/Beth) - I’ll admit that I don’t remember a whole lot of details on this one…but I DO remember that I wrote down which chapters the smut is in and kept it handy, because I went back countless times to re read those chapters, since they were so sexy. This author is fabulous for her longer Bethyl fics (she wrote the previous one and this next one, as well). 

Damaged Heroes by MonDieu666  (~135k words, Daryl/Beth) - I’m also struggling to remember the details of this one. I think I get this story and 18 Miles Out mixed up a lot, and it’s been years since I read them, but they were both fabulous and worth a read.

I’ll Be Yours for a Song by dynamicsymmetry (~380k words, Daryl/Beth) This is a breathtakingly beautiful AU fic. In the first chapter, Daryl drives down a country road and finds Beth walking, soaking wet, in the rain. He debates on if he should stop and offer her a ride, and when he does, it kick starts a romance that is just…ugh, so good. I will admit that I didn’t get the entire way through it (it’s a pretty long fic) because I kept getting side tracked by other fics, but it’s one that I still, even over a year later, keep open on a Safari tab on my phone, and I want to go back and re read it from the beginning at some point…maybe that’ll be my goal for the beginning of 2018. This author writes Daryl and Beth exactly how I picture they would be together. The hesitation, the fear of falling in love, the hurdles of their age difference (Beth is still in high school at the beginning of it, altho I believe she’s 18). It’s just magical. 

Howl by dynamicsymmetry (~383k words and still being written, Daryl/Beth) This is another story that I need to catch up on, because I’ve gotten way behind on it. It’s another AU, this time with Rick and the gang being werewolf shapeshifters, and Beth being…well…I don’t want to spoil the surprise, because that’s part of the mystery, is her discovering who she is and how she stumbles upon werewolf Daryl in the beginning. This fic hit some kinks I didn’t even realize I had…and I’m not ashamed to admit that I still have some fanart saved on my phone based off this fic, of Daryl in werewolf form banging human Beth XD

Eden by obsessmuch (~265k words, Hermione Granger/Lucius Malfoy) Sooo this story is FUCKED UP! I mean seriously, it is not for the faint of heart. I don’t think I’ve ever read a more angst-ridden fic in my entire life…but holy shit, I loved it. This is not a fluffy romantic type of slow burn, ohhh no. This is Lucius at his most vicious. He tortures the fuck outta Hermione in the beginning, and you hate him with a fiery passion, the same way Hermione does. And yet, this Stockholm-Syndrome type obsession starts between them, and forms into a fucked up version of love. Also, the ending…oh my god, I still sometimes sit and think about the ending. If you’re at all intrigued by the idea of a dark as hell fic that’ll chew you up and spit you back out with all the feels, give this one a chance. But don’t say that I didn’t warn you ;)

Chasing the Sun by Loten (490k words, Hermione/Snape) This was my first fandom ship, over a decade ago, and I just started diving back into it a few months ago, so I have a ton of long fics to catch up on. However, Loten currently is, and I think quite likely will always be, my favorite Snamione author. Both this fic and the next one on the list by her are my immediate recommendations for someone wanting to try out this pairing. She dives into the psychology of Snape in a way that is just…perfect. I don’t know how anyone can question them being together as a couple after reading both her long fics. The slow burn in this is slow…reallll slow, but holy fuck is the smut worth the wait. But it makes sense, because it starts out when Hermione is 15 or 16, I think (there’s zero romance or even physical awareness of each other until she’s 17, though, since that’s the Wizarding age of consent). It’s more a journey of their interactions together, and it’s honestly a beautiful story. It sticks to canon in the beginning, then goes off the rails, but in a way that I really enjoyed. It was Snape getting the part in the war and taking down Voldemort that he deserved, in my opinion. Loten also includes Crookshanks in her stories, and I really wish more Snamione authors would do this. The scenes with Crookshanks and Snape added so much humor and fluff to the story, both this one and the next fic. 

Post Tenebras, Lux by Loten (~310k words, Hermione/Snape) So, where the last fic was how Hermione and Snape would come together while she was still at school and during the war, this fic takes a look at how they would get together 10 years after the war is over. Snape has disappeared, most people think he died in the Shrieking Shack, even tho a body was never found…until Hermione literally runs into him one day, 10 years later, and it kicks start their interactions. Since the war is over in this fic, it is 100% character driven, and focuses solely on the development of the relationship of these two. If you need swash buckling action and a grand, dramatic plot like taking down Voldemort in a fic, this isn’t for you. But I LOVED it. It’s not as slow a burn as Loten’s other fic, but it delves into the post-war traumas and psychology of both Snape and Hermione in a way that had me hooked from the very beginning. It spans years of their relationship, and how they would develop not just from meeting to falling in love (like where most fics then stop) but beyond and throughout their entire lives. And, like Loten’s other fic, it gave Snape the true love and happy ending that I believe he deserves, and it had me grinning like a fool the rest of the day after I finished it. 

Pet Project by Caeria (~340k words, Hermione/Snape) This is quite the epic slow burn…I mean, when I say it’s slow, it’s SLOW (literally 95% of it is the slow burn). It had me so captivated, and I loved Hermione’s personal “mission” to try and show Snape that he had someone on his side..without him realizing someone was actually trying to be on his side. They were both so in character, especially while they were at Hogwarts. This is another one where she starts out as a student, but it’s once again not romantic or sexual until she’s at least 17. The part where she makes him magical sheets is a scene that will always stick out in my memory. As is the scene where they sit together on the staircase of Grimmauld Place. 

Okay, I’m gonna stop now. Those are the main ones I found when scouring my google sheets, laptop bookmarks, and bookmarks on sites like ao3 and FF. 

If anyone reads any of these and wants to discuss them, PLEASE feel free to message me! I LOVE discussing fics, especially slow burn fics that give me all the feels, so that I can squeal with someone else over the feels. 

[slyther-bi]

Birthday

It's our favorite boi's birthday! Gonna write something for today. He'll be in his 7th year in this.

'It was early, it was to early' Severus thought as he forcefully opened his eyes. "Go away" He spoke and grabbed his pillow in order to cover his face with it.

Instead of having his wishes come true he felt the covers being yanked off him. This promoted him to sit up and toss the pillow at the culprit.

"Easy now butterfly~"

Severus glared at Evan who in turn was smirking back at him. "It's Saturday, why are you waking me up?" He asked in clear annoyance. That question was answered with laughter from his blonde friend.

"It's a special day butterfly! And I know you know what I mean, so I point in trying to pretend that you don't" Evan spoke after his own laughter has ceased.

Severus groaned and fell back onto his bed "This day sucks" he muttered. Evan walked over to the bed and climbed up on top of Severus.

"Listen butterfly, this day may not be important to you but it's important to many other" Evan spoke softly which made Severus's cheek flush red "Now hurry up and get dressed" Evan climbed up off the bed and exited their room.

Severus laid there for a few minutes before quickly getting out of bed. He looked through his suitcase and found a pair of pants. He didn't find a shirt that was clean and he was to tired to remember to use magic seeing as he always sleeps in on Saturdays.

He walked over to Evan's suitcase and pulled out one of his shirt and quickly put it on. Severus grabbed his shoes and once they were on he walked out of his room.

Down in the Commons Evan was waiting for him.

"Is that my shirt?"

"...No"

"Liar, whatever you look better in it then I do. Come on butterfly" Evan grabbed hold of Severus's hand and began to lead him to an unknown destination.

Severus was currently trying to hide his face which was completely red at the moment. After some time of walking and the constant asking of where they were going by Severus did they finally reach their destination.

Severus tilted his head, in front of him was a small building. It almost looked like a small house, tho it looked abandoned. It seemed whatever this store was it had gone out business which is what he assumed given that the building was in Knocturn Alley. "You brought me to an abandoned building?" Severus asked clearly feeling uneasy about the situation.

Evan grabbed Severus's hand and intertwined their fingers together "Don't there's an illusion placed on the old shop in order to keep people out" He reassuringly. Severus simply nodded and the two quickly entered the old shop.

"SURPRISE!!"

Severus quickly jumped back and almost fell to the ground if it weren't Evan being beside him. He felt like he was gonna have a heart attack. "What the hell?!" He breathed out and looked around.

The inside of the building was completely decorated with streamers, balloons, and other neat decorations. There was a banner hanging from the ceiling that said 'Happy birthday Severus'.

He felt his heart tighten and he assumed he might cry but he didn't. No he didn't begin to cry until he finally took noticed of the people in attendance. There standing before him were Avery, Wilkes, Mulciber, Andromeda, Narcissa, Mark, Regulus, Barty, Lucius, and Filch.

He turned towards Evan and hugged him tightly. Evan smiled and hugged back "Happy birthday butterfly" He whispered.

"Thank you"

The rest of the day was spent with everyone else wishing Severus a happy birthday and with him crying. Tho after an hr Severus was full on laughing seeing as Mulciber grabbed the cake that was meant for the party and threw it at Avery.

Avery in turn dumped the punch onto Mulciber, why or how those happened was a mystery but Severus didn't really care. Luckily Andromeda and Lucius had another prepared should anything happen to the first one.

Severus hadn't felt this much happiness in years and now he was looking forward to his next birthday.