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This is part 2 of my mini-series Betrayal. Read Part 1: Cheater

Summary: Slytherin is willing to do anything to get Hufflepuff back...anything.

After the breakup, life wasn’t the same for Slytherin. Hufflepuff had been his sunshine. Without her, a cloud of gray drifted over him wherever he went, her absence a reminder of what he had done.

They hardly talked anymore after the breakup. When they crossed paths in the corridors, Hufflepuff didn’t glance in his direction, but he could tell she was just as heartbroken as he was.

Regret and guilt consumed him. Barely focused on his Transfiguration notes, he pushed the assignment aside and leaned back on the headboard of his bed, reminiscing about all the good times they had. He thought about the warmth of her cheek that pressed against his chest while they cuddled, her gentle touch as she absentmindedly traced the scar on his chin, her cheeky laugh in his ear as they danced beneath the stars.

Slytherin needed to get her back. He just didn’t know how.

Hufflepuff wasn’t doing too good either. She wanted answers, trying to make sense of why Slytherin did what he did—and more importantly, why he had kept it from her in the first place. She came to the conclusion that even if she had all the answers in the world, it wouldn’t change what happened.

She ended the relationship soon after the confrontation. There were pictures of them making silly faces that decorated her nightstand. His sweatshirts were draped over the edge of her trunk. Unable to look at anything that reminded her of him, she discarded the painful memories of their love. Her room felt empty afterwards, as if an important puzzle piece was missing.

Falling in love with Slytherin was like entering a house and realizing she was finally home. He comforted her when she lost her parents a few years ago. With him gone, it felt like she was losing everyone all over again.

Holed up in her dormitory, Hufflepuff felt worse than usual; today was supposed to be their one-year anniversary.

Someone covered her eyes. “Guess who?”

Even though she couldn’t see the person, she immediately knew who it was.

Hufflepuff gently pried the hands away and turned to face Slytherin. Her heart swelling at the sight of him, she stood up and greeted him with a hug. “What are these for,” she asked, noting the yellow blossoms in his hand.

“For our anniversary, sunshine. Did you think I’d forget it was my turn?”

They took turns planning their anniversary. Last month, Hufflepuff had snuck into the kitchens in the middle of the night to bake a cake for him. She got in trouble when the house-elves found her asleep on the counter the next morning. It was all worth it in the end when she finally presented the dessert to him after detention. A wide grin spread on his face as he tried not to laugh at the fact that she spent more time with Filch instead of him on their special day.

She sheepishly looked away. “During breakfast, you didn’t say a word about our anniversary.”

“That was all a ruse,” he explained, intertwining his fingers through hers. “I wanted you to think I didn’t remember so that you’d be surprised when I show you the elaborate date I’ve planned.”

She leaned into his outstretched arms, nuzzling her face into the crook of his neck. “I’m sorry for doubting you.”

Slytherin stroked her hair.

“It’s ok, I don’t blame you. My acting skills were really on-point this morning.”

Hufflepuff suppressed a laugh. The smile tugging at Slytherin’s lips broke into a playful grin, and he offered his hand. “Shall we? I’d rather not spend our anniversary in the library.”

“Anywhere with you is perfect,” she beamed.

Slytherin clicked his tongue.

“That’s sweet and all, but let’s seriously get out of here. I hate libraries.”

Exhaling a laugh, she took his hand and allowed him to lead the way. He brought her to the place where they first met: a secluded area that overlooked the Black Lake.

Hufflepuff, who was blindfolded, clutched his arm tightly as they walked. He untied the cloth.

The picnic had taken half of the day to prepare, but it was all worth it when he saw Hufflepuff’s face. Her cautious grin had exploded into a radiant smile, and before Slytherin could say anything else, she jumped into his embrace.

“I love you so so so much,” Hufflepuff said, accenting each word with a kiss to his lips. “These were the best ten months of my life.”

Slytherin smiled warmly.

“It’s not over yet, sunshine. There will be many more months to come.”

He leaned down to kiss her once more.

Hufflepuff’s vision blurred, and she wiped her cheeks. If only she could forget everything that happened. If only she could forget him.

Hufflepuff was walking across the courtyard when someone called out to her. She turned to see Gryffindor. He gestured for her to sit on the cobblestone steps beside him.

Dropping her bag on the floor, Hufflepuff sat down with a small smile. It’d be nice to sit in some company other than her pet owl. Her mind all over the place, she only paid half attention to their small talk. It wasn’t until Gryffindor put his hand on her shoulder that she met his eyes.

“How are you feeling about…” He trailed off.

“It’s just not the same,” she shook her head. “I’m trying to get by, but I feel like it’ll be forever before I’m okay again.”

Gryffindor nodded, his brows furrowed. Hufflepuff watched him rummage for something in his bag. He pulled out a book with a blank cover.

“Can I read an excerpt that I think you’d like?”

With her nod, he began.

“Healing will grow you. Healing will iron out the creases of your ache. Healing will stop the heavy thrashing inside your heart. Healing will melt you back into softness. Healing will let the hurt bathe you. Healing will make you stronger.”

He looked up from the pages. “And the first step of healing is to let go of the past.”

The past. It jolted her whenever she thought back to that moment.

“Hufflepuff!”

She smiled when she realized it was Gryffindor.

“Hey Gryff!” He was out of breath and staring at her as if her pet owl died. “What’s wrong?”

“I need to tell you something,” he murmured, grabbing her arm. He brought her to a quiet corridor and, with an anxious inhale, told her what happened in the library. His frown deepened when she laughed.

“You must have mistaken him for someone else,” she said. “Slytherin would never do that.”

Even when Gryffindor swore on his grandpa’s grave that he was telling the truth, Hufflepuff didn’t believe him. He let out a frustrated sigh and rubbed his temple. He straightened.

“Come with me.”

She followed after him easily. After all, there wouldn’t be any proof to show since Slytherin didn’t do anything.

“Where are we going?” They had been walking through a dark corridor and she was getting antsy.

Gryffindor stopped in front of a door with a strange engraved symbol. He pulled out his wand.

“Alohamora!”

The door clicked open and he beckoned Hufflepuff to go inside. She stepped in, and her eyes widened.

“Gryffindor,” she exclaimed. “We’re not supposed to be in Slughorn’s office—”

“This’ll be quick.” He started to scour through the clutter of items on the table.

As Hufflepuff waited, something caught her eye in the corner and she approached it.

It was a shallow basin made with stone. Precious stones and strange symbols decorated the sides. It was filled with a silver substance, wisps of smoke slithering into the air.

“You found it.”

Hufflepuff jumped as Gryffindor moved to her side. She gulped and looked back in the pot.

“Is that?– ...”

“The Pensieve,” he answered softly.

Her stomach twisted. She heard about it in class once, and her professor’s words echoed in her head. “The Pensieve is a magical object used to review memories.”

Hufflepuff closed her eyes and took deep breaths. There was no way Slytherin cheated. No, not her Slytherin.

When she opened them, he had already drawn a glowing strand from his temple and was dropping the memory into the basin. She stared as the shimmering particles stirred.

Gryffindor stood with her, the heaviness of the situation weighing on him. Having known both Slytherin and Hufflepuff for so long, he himself felt complete shock at what his friend had done. He couldn’t imagine how this would affect Hufflepuff. Even though he felt like a terrible friend for bringing her here, he would be an even worse one if he hid this.

“We can leave if you want,” Gryffindor said. “We can forget this ever happened.”

She met his gaze, her eyebrows drawn together.

“But you’re gonna spend the rest of your life wishing you knew the truth.”

Hufflepuff knew he was right. She wished he was wrong. With a shaky inhale, she entered the Pensieve.

Her chest was wrought with pain as she remembered what it was like to see Slytherin with Ravenclaw. The image of their locked lips squirmed its way in again, and she angrily expelled it from her mind.

Slytherin was her whole world at a point. But she was starting to realize that she didn’t need him. He could run to Ravenclaw for the rest of his half-finished handjob for all she cared.

“You’re right,” she said. “I need to let go.”

Gryffindor squeezed her hand. “I’m always here for you if you need anything.”

She smiled back and nodded. Slytherin wasn’t in her life anymore, but she still had a strong support system, and that was never gonna change.

Gryffindor gathered his notes into a pile and stuffed them into his bag, silently scolding himself for not studying for his Potions exam earlier. He was gonna have to stay up tonight to prepare.

He started for the exit and froze. Shit.

Slytherin stood by the door, his arms crossed.

“Surprised to see me?”

“Not really. I figured I’d run into you at some point.”

“At some point,” Slytherin repeated. “You mean after you betrayed me?”

He eyed the wand in his former friend’s hand. “What’re you talking about?”

“Don’t tell me you forgot.”

“Dude, I don’t know what—”

“You fucking told her,” Slytherin exploded, his eyes blazing.

“You’re the one who cheated,” Gryffindor scoffed. “You’re a bigger idiot than I took you for if you thought I was gonna stay quiet. She doesn’t deserve that.”

His lips curled into a wry smile. “I know what you’re trying to do.”

“What in the blazes are you going on about?”

“I saw you two in the courtyard today,” he hissed. “You were holding hands. You think you’re so high and mighty, but you’re trying to steal her away from me–”

“Hufflepuff isn’t an object,” Gryffindor glared. “She is her own person, she belongs to no one.”

Slytherin lets out a dry laugh. “Merlin’s beard…how could I not see it before? You have feelings for her…in fact, you probably planned all of this from the beginning! How convenient that you were in the library at that exact time–”

“Christ, Slytherin, give it a rest! You’re coming up with all these conspiracy theories to make up for the fact that Hufflepuff is never going to forgive you.”

The words hung in the air, and Slytherin fell silent. The thought of living in a world in which Hufflepuff wasn’t with him was too much to bear. He tightened his hold around the wand and shook his head.

“You’re wrong.”

He turned and set off into the dark corridors. He was going to make things right.

Hufflepuff dangled her legs over the ledge of the observatory. The stars winked at her as she gazed into the distance, thinking about what Gryffindor had said.

Healing will stop the heavy thrashing inside your heart.

She knew she would be okay at some point, and a day would drift by in which thoughts of Slytherin would not plague her. But she was impatient. She just wanted to forget him. She wanted to stop hurting.

“I thought you’d be here.”

Hufflepuff gasped and spun around. Her face dropped.

“Leave.”

Slytherin stepped in front of her, his arms raised.

“Wait, please, I need to talk to you–”

“You don’t get to say anything to me,” she said coldly.

“But I love you,” he cried, clasping their hands together. “And you love me.”

Her eyes glistened as she stared at him ruefully.

“And look where that love has brought us.”

“Please,” he whispered. “Just give me another chance.”

“I trusted you, and you hurt me.”

“You can still trust me–”

“Then tell me this,” Hufflepuff yanked her hands away. “When were you going to tell me what happened?”

When he didn’t respond, she huffed wryly. “Or should I say if you were even gonna tell me.”

Her shoulder shoved against his as she started for the door.

“Remember how I was by your side after your parents died?” His words glued her to the floor. “Who will you go to if you leave me?”

Slytherin turned at the sound of approaching footsteps. His head jerked to the side as a resounding slap rings across the room.

“How dare you mention them,” she hissed, her chest rising and falling rapidly. “I would rather be alone than be with you.”

“You can’t mean that,” his voice was low, wrought with heartbreak. “Please, Hufflepuff, I love you.”

Hufflepuff gazed at him through a curtain of tears. Red tinged his skin, and she squashed the instinct to cup his cheek and run her thumb over his cheek.

“I loved you.”

Anguish gripped him as she turned away. A gut feeling clawed into his stomach, and it told him this would be the last time she would ever willingly talk to him.

Slytherin couldn’t let her go. He wouldn’t.

Without thinking, he raised his wand at her and let the words slip from his mouth.

The whole walk back to his dormitory, Slytherin kept his head down. The day went by in a blur; he had no idea how he got through Potions, but his distraction didn’t go by unnoticed. By the end of the class, he lost his house 20 points for not paying attention. But he didn’t care.

Had he made a mistake last night?

A pair of worn shoes stood in front of his path. His thoughts flitted away when he saw who it was.

“Get lost, Evras.”

Gryffindor grabbed his shoulder and dragged him into a nearby classroom. “I know what you did,” he snarled, slamming the door shut.

Slytherin shoved his hand away. “Get your hands off me unless you want to go swimming with the selkies tonight.”

“I thought you were a piece of shit before, but I never thought you’d do something like this…”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about. I’ve done nothing wrong. Besides,” Slytherin smirked, “it’s not like you have any evidence.”

Gryffindor glared at him steely. “I’ll find a way to prove it. I’m gonna bring her back to…to normal.”

“Hufflepuff is fine,” he hummed, though his voice wavered. “Everything’s perfect, the way they should be.”

As he sauntered to the door, Gryffindor called after him. “You think you can get away with this?”

“I already have. I just need to take care of one more thing.”

“Which is?”

Slytherin turned around and raised his wand at him.

“You.”

Slytherin hovered over Hufflepuff’s sleeping figure, brushing a stray hair away from her face. The dark circles under her eyes were already disappearing. He smiled. She always slept best with him by her side.

It was as if everything happened in slow motion that night. The obliviation spell hit Hufflepuff, and her body tilted forward. He rushed forward and caught her before she hit the floor. Shame weighed heavily on him afterward, and he tossed and turned in his bed until dawn peeked through the windows.

But when she woke up yesterday from the spell and her eyes filled with love, all his pain faded away. It was almost as if the incident never happened. He definitely made the right choice. After all, they were together again.

Gryffindor was already taken care of. Besides having a small headache the next morning, his old best friend greeted him happily, but Slytherin knew now not to let him get too close to Huff again. He might have forgotten what happened too, but he still might have lingering feelings for his girlfriend.

His thoughts were interrupted by a small mewl. Hufflepuff wiggled in his grasp, and she scrunched her nose at the sun melting across her skin. The light surrounded her like a halo, and Slytherin kissed the tip of her nose.

“Good morning, sunshine.”

She smiled drowsily and wrapped her arms around his torso. “What time is it,” she croaked into his shirt.

“Way past your usual 9 a.m. alarm, but I thought I’d let you rest.”

Hufflepuff yawned and stretched her arms. Her knuckle brushed against the naked wall, and she blinked a couple of times. “What happened to all the pictures of us?”

Slytherin glanced up, and a shadow fell across his face. “I think your roommates were just messing around, but it’s okay. We can make new memories and take other pictures, right?”

Her lips twisted. Her roommates wouldn’t touch her stuff without her permission…

Without a second of thought, he crashed his lips into hers. The kiss was filled with desperation and his hands dragged into her hair, pulling her impossibly closer. She had to pull away to catch a breath.

“You’re more cuddly than usual,” she smiled, her head still woozy.

He stared at her with an empty longing. “I just missed you.”

“But I saw you yesterday,” she laughed.

Slytherin hummed and murmured, “Well, it felt like forever.”

She beamed and rested her head on his chest. “I love you.”

The words were like honey, and he smiled back. It had been so long since she uttered those words to him.

“I love you too.”

Hufflepuff curled her arms around his shoulders and leaned in, her eyelashes fluttering shut as their noses brushed together. Slytherin smiled blissfully, her lips like rose petals against his. His arm snaked around her waist as he deepened the kiss.

Mine.

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AUTHOR’S NOTE:

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dont hate me!!!! ive been gone for too long yall but i wasn't really thinking of staying :( but i went on tumblr last night just for the heck of it and i was like damn..i wanna post something bc god BLESS those who sent some asks in, i think of u fr fr it makes me feel all warm inside hehe <3 so yea i wanted to feed my children bc yall have not had a meal in YEARS

anyways ive been working on this for a longgggg time, and my edits were always very sporadic, but i finally decided to finish it but this bitch has been gathering dust in my docs. i even had a separate doc for my authors note and i just looked it over and its funny as fuck LMAO so I'm just gonna throw in all the memes i had in there, get ready for a fucking HOOT

ok anyways enjoy!! love love love

Sometimes I think of my one-shots as AUs of the slytherpuff series, because in future one-shots, if needed, i will use the same last names (lestrange and tian). In this case, i feel like all of this wouldn’t have happened in the first place because sly would’ve yeeted ravenclaw across the library lmadomafijnvsd

from cheater to mine:

these are the people who didnt want a part two lmao:

gryff at sly after obliviate:

gryffindor at sly to leave her alone ^

THIS WAS IN MY DRAFTS AT THE BEGINNING STAGES OF MY WRITING FOR THIS AHAH:

slytherin core:

you rn:

cut the cameras,.,, deadass

"Without thinking, he raised his wand at her and let the words slip from his mouth before he could stop himself, consumed with desperation."

https://www.google.com/search?q=the+office+dont+meme&oq=the+office+dont+meme&gs_lcrp=EgZjaHJvbWUyBggAEEUYOTIJCAEQABgKGIAEMgoIAhAAGAoYFhgeMgoIAxAAGAoYFhgeMgoIBBAAGAoYFhgeMg0IBRAAGIYDGIAEGIoF0gEIMjY1MWowajeoAgCwAgA&sourceid=chrome&ie=UTF-8#vhid=OW1kn2CU-kTGIM&vssid=l

that is all i had written in my doc, future huffautia is back! i remember making those memes and i cackled so much. i hope u guys laughed too and enjoyed the story, pls pls pls let me know ur thoughts bc i would loveee to hear what u guys think heheheh. more dark sly fanfics??? lmk.

i am not sure when or if i will be back :( i have so much unfinished fics piled up, but not much motivation or time. this may be the last fic i post bc it was the one i was most close to finishing, but ur support does help a lot, so send in asks, comments, and dms!! love u, be well :) thank you for this journey. heart heart!!

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hufflautia · 4 months

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Are you back in your active era?

erm idk to be honest LMAO everything will be explained in my author's note!

#harry potter #slytherin #hogwarts #harrypotter #hufflepuff-x-slytherin #slytherin x hufflepuff #hogwarts houses

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hufflautia · 4 months

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Casually watching the Behind the Scenes and we get this?! 🥵 Excuse me but the tie? 😍

Oh, this will SO come up in my new Imagines.

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hufflautia · 4 months

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PART TWO TOMORROWWWWW

Cheater

This is part 1 of Betrayal.

Warnings: Mention of sexual activity near the beginning. It is not explicit.

Summary: Slytherin, who was studying in the library, encounters his ex, who wants him back. Unfortunately for her, Slytherin is dating someone else now- his loving girlfriend, Hufflepuff. His heart is hers, so nothing should’ve happened in the library… right? WRONG BRUH! The title says it all 😔 Does Hufflepuff find out what happens in the library?? Does Slytherin tell her?? CONTINUE READING TO FIND OUT!

“Hey you.” Slytherin, who had been studying in the library for the past hour, looked up from his notes. Ravenclaw stood on the other side of the table with a sweet smile that didn’t match the mischievous glint in her eyes. Clearly uninterested, he pursed his lips and glared at her. “What do you want,” he snapped. His voice was low and tight, making it seem as if he was really saying, “Go away.” Ravenclaw pouted. “Aw, is someone in a bad mood?” Slytherin didn’t respond and simply glowered at her, his eyes cold and hard. She walked to the other side of the table and pulled up a chair, sitting down next to him. “I figured you could use a study buddy.” Slytherin shook his head. “There’s no need,” he said while gathering up his papers. “I was just about to leave.” Ravenclaw frowned and grabbed his arm. “That means you’re free.” She shifted closer to him, her hand trailing down his back. “Let’s hang out.” Slytherin pushed her away. “Are you serious right now,” he asked in disbelief. She made a face. “What?” “You cheated on me,” he replied dryly. “And you ask what?” Ravenclaw sighed exasperatedly. “It was only one time!” He let out a humorless laugh. “Once was enough for me.” “I can see you’re still angry about what happened,” she muttered, crossing her arms. Slytherin shook his head and started packing his notes away. “I’m not angry anymore. I’m over you.” “Just give me one more chance,” Ravenclaw pleaded. “We can do anything you want.” She placed her hand on his leg and leaned forward, her breath ghosting over Slytherin’s cheek. “Anything.”

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hufflautia · 4 months

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Can we get an update/estimate of when you'll be back?

I FINISHED WRITING PART TWO TO CHEATER....WILL BE POSTING TOMORROW

i feel maniacal!!!!!! powerful!!!!! stay tuned!!!!!!

#hufflepuff #slytherin #slytherin and hufflepuff #slytherpuff fanfic #slytherpuff oneshot #harry potter fanfic #harry potter #hogwarts houses #slytherin x hufflepuff #hufflepuff-x-slytherin #harrypotter #hogwarts #slytherpuff romance #slytherpuff #slytherpuff au #hufflepuff x slytherin

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hufflautia · 10 months

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AAAAA i am SQUAWKING right now because i just remembered that i had begun writing part 2 of Cheater and i was more than halfway done with it before i took a break.....yall ain't ready for that.

#might post before the slytherpuff series #harry potter #slytherpuff

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hufflautia · 10 months

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guys i opened up my fic docs for the first time in a long time and I forgot I wrote chapter 7 already LMAO and when I saw someone commented on it here I was like wtf is this did I write this and then I remembered

writing makes me so happy and i would like to continue writing fics. I put the keep reading thing bc I feel a little embarrassed by my revived passion. a forgotten part of me feels sad I was away for so long but I will continue to give myself grace and patience bc no one but me knows what kind of journey w writing I've been on. so one step at a time! and the dedication i will put at the end will be for everyone who has stayed along and still holds my fics to their dear heart <3 u are in mine.

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hufflautia · 11 months

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in case you needed to hear it today or tonight: things do get better. even if you don’t see it right now, there’s hope. it won’t hurt forever.

#hi #i miss u

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hufflautia · 1 year

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Hiii, I hope you're doing good. I've been here since Day 1 of the Slytherpuff slow burn series, and it is my will to live. It was my first ever introduction to fanfic as a whole, and I still come back to reread an unhealthy amount and come back weekly to see if there's any updates. I know this is one of the longer breaks you've taken, and so I'm finally getting the courage to make an account and asking how is everything with you and if you plan on still finishingtheseries.IWishICouldAddMoreSorry

im gonna be honest i wasnt planning on coming back because I thought all my stories and ideas I had written were deleted. long story but I got them back recently! its nice to finally log back in after months of not being here but also bittersweet because I'm not sure if I will be writing in the foreseeable future. I have a lot of things going on but I'm definitely gonna consider it. thank you for sending in this ask I really appreciate knowing that there's at least two people out there (g I'm talking to u<3) who still think about the series. i have tons of stories stored somewhere that are just waiting to be opened up again so I will definitely think about coming back from my hiatus!

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hufflautia · 2 years

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hey are we getting part 7?

bestie im ngl i might not return ! idk what happened to my gmail account but i cant log in to it, and the google docs linked to that account is thereby not accessible. this might be my last post, perhaps it might not be, it's like a 70/30 chance. in the likely chance that this is my last post, know that this was a wild long journey, but i wouldnt change it for the world. thank u all for reading <3

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hufflautia · 2 years

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Slytherin x Hufflepuff Slowburn: Chapter 7 – Possession (Part One)

Slytherin doesn’t see Hufflepuff as often as he used to before she started dating Nicholas a month ago

He finally comes across her at the library–alone, this time

Hufflepuff looks surprised when he appears at her table, but her expression is pleasant as she greets him

“We should hang out sometime,” he says. “I feel like I haven’t seen you since…well, just in a long time.”

“How about now? I just finished all my work.”

Slytherin’s face lights up and he begins to respond when Nicholas appears beside her

Slytherin looks away as Nicholas and Hufflepuff kiss, and he gives a curt nod when Nicholas says that he needs to pull her away for a moment to talk

They walk out of the library and stand near the entrance where Nicholas expresses his jealousy, to which Hufflepuff reassures him that Slytherin is just a friend

“It doesn’t seem like it,” Nicholas says. “I see the way he looks at you.”

She frowns. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

As they argue, Slytherin steps out to see what’s going on and overhears Nicholas

“So you’ve never seen Slytherin as anything more than a friend?”

Her back facing Slytherin, Hufflepuff lies

“No.”

At this, Nicholas finally seems to relax and pulls her in for a heated kiss

Slytherin can’t seem to move from his spot, a searing lump burning his throat as he watches

He doesn’t know how long he’s been standing there until Nicholas pulls away and spots him

With a smirk, Nicholas asks if he’s been spying on them. The glint in his eyes tells Slytherin that he probably knew he had been standing there all this time

“I was just about to leave,” he responds, keeping his voice even. His lungs feel like the air had been sucked out from him

“Maybe some other time for our hangout, then?” Nicholas’s eyes flicker over to Hufflepuff at this, his brows furrowing just the slightest bit

Slytherin’s lips stretch into a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. They are lit with an emotion Hufflepuff can’t quite pinpoint, but it makes her stomach churn

She watches him leave, unaware of Nicholas as he studies her face

A/N: It's about to get realllll angsty yall...

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Slytherin x Hufflepuff Slowburn: Chapter 6 — Lacuna

Lacuna (n.) - A blank space; a missing part

Hufflepuff clinked bottles with Ozie and smiled.

“I feel like it’s been so long since the last time we talked,” she said to her long-time Slytherin buddy. They sat on the floor of her room, a place where they could enjoy Ozie’s secret stash of alcohol without the burden of having to hide them from Filch.

Taking a swing of beer, Ozie made a noise of acknowledgment.

“I was starting to think you found another goblin friend,” they joked, evoking a laugh from Hufflepuff.

“I would never.”

Ozie shot her a lopsided smile. “So, how are you? Any life updates?”

“Yeah,” Hufflepuff took another sip before putting down her drink. “A big one, actually.”

They sat up, eyes wide and hopeful. “Don’t tell me,” they gasped. “You finally got a pirate girlfriend?”

She laughed. “No, I wish. I have a boyfriend instead.”

“Fucking finally,” Ozie exclaimed with a wide grin. “It’s about time you and Slytherin started dating!”

Hufflepuff furrowed her eyebrows. “Slytherin? No, we aren’t together.”

They choked on their beer and began coughing.

“What?” they wheezed between breaths. “Then who?-...”

“Nicholas Evras,” she patted Ozie on the back as they coughed some more. “Are you okay? Why are you so surprised I’m not with Sly?”

They gestured their hands as if it were obvious. “Because I thought you guys liked each other.”

“As friends.”

Ozie snorted. “Right,” they smirked. “Friends.”

“I’m serious!” she insisted. “Besides, it doesn’t even matter. I’m with Nick.”

“And how’s that going?”

“It’s good.”

Ozie noticed the waver in her voice. “Uh oh,” they crossed their arms. “What was that pause?”

Hufflepuff bit her cheek, tracing the rim of her bottle.

“It’s weird,” she confessed. “I’ve never been in a relationship before, so this is all very new to me. I feel out of place and…and just so weird, y’know? Like I don’t know if this is normal or…I just don’t know. Am I supposed to be feeling this way? Should I even be in this relationship–...”

“Dude,” they cut her off. “Take a deep breath or, like, a long swing of beer.”

Ozie waited as Hufflepuff chose the latter option before continuing.

“I remember when I started dating Echo. I was nervous as hell because I didn’t want to fuck anything up, and she immediately picked up on it because that’s just the type of person she is. Kind and caring.” Hufflepuff saw the way their eyes soften as they spoke of Echo, a fond smile etched on their face. “She told me to take it easy and not worry about messing anything up because, with my imperfections and all, she liked me the way I was. It definitely helped that we were best friends before we started dating. We just…click. It’s as easy as breathing being with her.”

“So,” Ozie concluded, “just chill. Being in a relationship should be fulfilling and easy; not something to stress over. And I think you’re stressing and overthinking a little too much.”

Hufflepuff exhaled, shaking off any lingering self-doubt she had. “You’re right, Oz. I need to relax.”

“Exactly. And you can do that with a nice bottle of beer and a friend to catch up with,” they grinned.

And they did just that. As they talked and drank, Hufflepuff’s head felt fuzzier, and she laughed easily. The last time she was this drunk was at the party in her common room weeks ago.

As Ozie began telling her another story about their adventures, Hufflepuff raised the rim of the bottle to her lips when her smile suddenly faltered. Ozie paused when they noticed her distant expression.

“Are you okay,” they asked. “I don’t have to tell the story if you-...”

“No.” Hufflepuff’s voice was soft. She spoke like she was far away. “I just…”

“You just what?” Ozie frowned. Hufflepuff was starting to freak them out.

Hufflepuff finally met Ozie’s gaze.

“I remember.”

“What the fuck?” Elle exclaimed. Hufflepuff shushed them, shrinking in her seat as heads turned toward their table.

“What the fuck,” they repeated in a whisper. “You kissed Slytherin?”

Hufflepuff groaned and buried her head in her arms. “Apparently so,” she said in a muffle.

“Why are you so upset about this,” Giselle asked. “I thought you liked him. Now you know he likes you too!”

“But I’m with Nicholas. And remembering the kiss only brings trouble.” Her brows furrowed. “I wish-...”

“You wish you remembered sooner?” Giselle finished her sentence gently.

Hufflepuff ignored the lump in her throat and shook her head. “It doesn’t matter. I just don’t understand why I remember now, out of nowhere.”

“I think what happened was state-dependent memory,” Elle interjected. “It’s when people are more likely to remember information if their physical or mental state is the same at the time of recall.”

Realization dawned on Hufflepuff. “The beer,” she sighed. “I was drunk when we kissed, and I got drunk again with Ozie.”

“I think it does matter,” Giselle said. “Honestly, it’s up to you what you do with this information. You’re not obligated to stay with Nicholas.”

Hufflepuff thought about what Giselle said as she tidied up her room. It felt like cheating, honestly, to even think about Slytherin in that manner. To consider breaking up with Nicholas to be with Slytherin.

And yet, as faint and fleeting as it was, the thought was there.

She grabbed a hoodie off the back of her chair and walked toward the end of her bed, where her chest was. Her hands stilled once she opened the trunk.

Slytherin’s sweatshirt lay amidst her pile of clothes. Gingerly, she picked up the soft material. She forgot she had this.

Even though the sweatshirt had been in her chest for a while now, untouched, it still carried his scent. It caught her off guard, and memories began flooding in.

She traced the small snake embedded in the fabric. When was the last time she hung out with Slytherin? They were still friends, despite what happened between them.

Wait, Hufflepuff thought. Why didn’t he tell me about the kiss?

She slowly lowered the sweatshirt, feeling an itch of disappointment as a thought rose.

Maybe he didn’t bring it up because he regrets the kiss.

Her nose scrunched. What the fuck was she thinking? She was with Nicholas now. And she was happy. He made her happy.

Hufflepuff jumped when her phone buzzed. It was a text from Nicholas. He was waiting outside the Hufflepuff common room.

She took one last look at the sweatshirt before shaking her head and putting it back in the trunk. She grabbed her phone and opened up her messages with Nicholas.

I’ll be out in a sec :)

A/N (updates, apologies, the future of this blog, etc!):

heyyy....how yall doin...

i feel bad okay i was like this before and i am still unfortunately still a sporadic writer. i wonder how many OGs are still here waiting for the slytherpuff series updates. if so...

i hope everyone is healthy and well. i am doing well myself. i am going to be very candid right now: i think i am ready to leave this blog and never come back. perhaps ive been ready for a while, but now i know i am. however i dont want to abandon this series, especially at this point. i promised yall i would finish this series and finish it i will. but from now on, i may just write the chapter in bullet points, like i did in chapter 1. its easier that way.

besides my decreasing interest in writing and this blog in general, i just have had a rocky relationship with this blog in general. wait, happy belated two-year anniversary to this blog btw!! when i realized, i honestly felt quite melancholy. i've come such a long way. ive made amazing friends on here, and i developed my interest in writing stories. there were also many many bumps. for one, there was a long period of time in which i was anxious and upset by the lack of interactions with my posts and yada yada yada. i dont feel like getting into it, you could probably read a rant in one of my author notes in past fics lmao. point is that im chillin now, it doesnt matter as much to me now. i just wish that i felt this way sooner, that i didnt have to deal with all that anxiety and frustration. but perhaps it was goodish that i went through that. hello character development💅

i remember posting a long long rant about my trauma for the first time. i remember receiving my very first ask. i remember receiving likes for the first time and feeling such euphoria. i remember getting 100+ interactions and i thought to myself, wow we fucking made it. but i also remember scrolling through all the posts in my feed bc my ocd encouraged me to, my head pounding as i continued on and on. i remember feeling confused and frustrated when i posted another fic and barely got any interactions for the first time. and etc etc. this has been a long but wonderful journey, and i am ready to part ways. there is always a chance that i will change my mind, but for now i believe that to leave this blog in peace is the best decision for me.

i am planning on doing bullet points for the next chapter. i will try to finish this series and then end it off with a departure from this blog. i feel sad about the idea; it's all quite bittersweet. i do sometimes wonder what could've been if I had been more consistent with all of this. and i wish i had the chance to meet more of you and interact more and learn about you and ur wonderful lives. so yknow what just drop asks or comment about things that make u happy or how much u love slytherpuff or literally everything and anything bc i am gonna be here for a limited time and i would love a glimpse of you and your life and personality and etc etc because i appreciate you so much for reading and being here for however long you have been here with me. until next time :).

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POSTING CHAPTER 6 TOMORROW!

Slytherin x Hufflepuff Slowburn: Chapter 5 (Part 2) — Confession

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 - Part 1

Ravenclaw’s words rang in his mind.

“You need to take the chance now before it’s too late.”

Judging from how Nicholas took up most of Hufflepuff’s time lately, Slytherin needed to take action soon. Swallowing down his doubt, he decided.

Slytherin would tell Hufflepuff tonight.

“Slytherin!”

She screamed when she saw his body, tears beginning to trail down her face as she ran to him and collapsed onto her knees. Clutching the collar of his shirt, she shook him, more tears falling down when his eyes remained glassy and empty of life.

“Slytherin, please,” she choked out. “Please come back to me, I can’t do this without you.”

A shadow appeared over his motionless body, and she slowly looked up to meet the eyes of the killer. A blood-curdling scream escaped from her throat when they raised their knife up, and she clasped Slytherin’s hands as she squeezed her eyes shut.

“I love you.”

Slytherin turned the tv off with a flick of his wand.

“That was the worst horror movie I’ve ever seen.”

Ravenclaw rolled his eyes. “It wasn’t that bad.”

“Mate, the main character–whatever her name is, or was–didn’t even try to run away when the murderer showed up.”

“Well, she had a broken leg.”

“Yeah,” Slytherin scoffed. “After falling a million times. I swear, what is it with people and falling in horror movies?”

Ravenclaw laughed. “I was already over it when she fell down two flights of stairs and ran away from the murderer as if nothing happened.”

“I think the only reason why you picked this movie was that one of the main characters had the same name as me,” he shot a look at his best friend.

Ravenclaw tried to hide his smile, explosive laughter escaping him when Slytherin narrowed his eyes, his suspicion confirmed.

“Your face when the murderer was calling out your name,” he cackled. “Fucking priceless.”

“You’d be alarmed too,” Slytherin retorted. He crossed his arms and leaned against the couch cushions. “As a matter of fact, I’m gonna find a horror movie we’ll watch that has a character named Ravenclaw.”

“Go ahead,” he replied. “I think it’ll be cool to have a character with the same name as me.”

“Not until they die and someone’s crying over their body.”

Ravenclaw paled slightly.

“Okay,” he reluctantly admitted. “Maybe you have a point…”

Slytherin patted him on the shoulder. “Don’t worry, Raven,” he smirked. “It’ll be fun. That’s what you said, after all.” He walked to the other side of the common room to put the snacks back as Ravenclaw called after him.

“You’re joking, right?”

Slytherin looked over his shoulder, a gleam in his eye.

“Not even a little.”

He turned at the sound of someone entering the common room.

“Hey,” he glanced at Amari, a Slytherin in the same year as him.

“Hey Slytherin,” Amari said, grabbing a handful of popcorn from the bowl he was holding. “What’re you guys up to?”

“Nothing much. We just finished watching a movie, which I would not recommend,” Slytherin looked pointedly at Ravenclaw, who snickered.

She raised an eyebrow amusingly. “Are you going to Hogsmeade?”

“Oh,” Slytherin tilted his head. “I’m not sure–...”

“We’ll be there,” Ravenclaw cut in. “It’s about time I get this old fart out of the castle once in a while.”

Amari laughed while Slytherin shot him a look.

“Well,” she said when the conversation came to a lull. “See you there.”

“Yeah,” Slytherin gave her a small smile. “See you then.”

When Amari left, Slytherin flicked some popcorn at Ravenclaw.

“Old fart,” he narrowed his eyes. “Really?”

“What, it’s true! Besides, I need to force you to go outside sometimes so that your tiny brain can hopefully grow from the Vitamin D.” He dodged the scatter of popcorn. Before Slytherin could reach into the bowl for more, he added, “And going to Hogsmeade also gives you the chance to ask Hufflepuff to go with you!”

“First of all, I’m gonna ignore your stupid comment. I think I get enough vitamin D, thank you very much.” Slytherin glared daggers at Ravenclaw when he snorted. “And I would’ve asked Hufflepuff if she didn’t already have a date.”

“Nicholas?”

“The one and only,” he rolled his eyes. “Hufflepuff told me they were gonna go together.”

“They seem to be spending a lot of time together lately,” Ravenclaw noted.

Slytherin leaned against the counter, his brows furrowed. “I don’t get what she sees in him.”

“Well, he’s on the quidditch team, and you know how people swoon for quidditch players. And from what I’ve heard, he’s funny. And attractive too–”

“Not. Helping.”

“What I was going to finish off with was that there’s nothing in him that she can’t see in you. You guys are kind of similar.”

Slytherin made a face. “That’s insulting.”

Ravenclaw laughed. “Mate, why do you hate him so much?”

“I don’t, I simply…dislike him.”

“Because you guys like the same girl,” Ravenclaw finished.

Slytherin didn’t answer. It wasn’t just that. He noticed that there was a look Nicholas gave him sometimes when he was with Hufflepuff: it was smug and knowing like he knew Slytherin liked Hufflepuff too and was rubbing their spending time together in his face. Nicholas also probably didn’t forget what happened that night.

“Leave,” Slytherin’s dark eyes bled into ice as he pushed Nicholas out of the room.

“But I was–”

Slam!

Yeah. That night. Hence the lingering tension between the two.

“You should still ask her out,” Ravenclaw said as they walked through the corridors.

“Did you forget that Hufflepuff did the double-tuck around Nicholas?”

“Of course not.”

“Exactly,” he huffed. “So there’s no point in asking her out if she’s interested in another guy.”

“Did you forget that you and Hufflepuff kissed?”

Slytherin’s brows drew together. How could he forget?

“So who knows if Nicholas is the only guy she’s interested in?” Ravenclaw continued. “Listen, I know Hufflepuff, and I know that she cares about you. A lot. And you’re gonna see that there was a point later on. And by then, there really will be no point.”

“What are you saying,” Slytherin sighed.

“I’m saying that you need to take the chance now. Before it’s too late.”

“Look at this one.”

Hufflepuff looked across to Nicholas, who held a necklace.

“It’s pretty,” she smiled before her eyes drifted back to the trinket in her hand. It was a wax stamp that created a sunflower seal.

“You’ve been looking at that thing for a while now,” Nicholas commented.

Hufflepuff glanced at him, smiling. “Yeah,” she traced the indented lines of the sunflower. “The design is really nice, and I like sending letters.”

He watched her for a moment before beckoning her over. “C’mere and try this on.”

She took one last look at the wax stamp before setting it down and making her way over to Nicholas, who gestured for her to turn. He brushed her hair to the side, his fingers grazing over her skin as he placed the necklace around her neck.

Hufflepuff turned to the mirror, eyes flickering down to the pressed flower encased in the necklace.

“It’s beautiful,” she murmured, smoothing her finger over the transparent casing. Nicholas appeared behind her in the reflection.

“It is,” he said, his eyes focused on her.

Hufflepuff turned and tried to unclasp the necklace when he stopped her.

“Leave it on. It’s paid for already.”

“What?” she frowned. “But who–...” She stopped short at the sight of a grin on Nicholas’ lips, realization dawning on her.

“Oh, Nick,” she protested. “You shouldn’t have…”

“Nonsense.”

“But at least let me buy something for you–...”

He moved closer. “The sound,” his hand reached out to cradle her chin, “of my name on your lips is enough.”

Her breath hitched as he tilted her chin up. She gazed into his eyes.

“Nicholas…”

His eyes were fixated on her lips like he couldn’t get enough of the shape or color of them.

“Just like that,” he murmured.

Just when Nicholas was leaning in, her phone buzzed in her back pocket. Biting the inside of her cheek, she sent an apologetic look to Nick before answering.

“Hello? Hey, G, I’m at Ariwaelle and Aphokoras right now…okay, I’ll be there soon. Alrighty, bye, love you.” She hung up and faced Nick. “Do you mind if we go and meet some of my friends at Honeydukes right now?”

“Not at all,” Nick replied.

“Okay,” Hufflepuff smiled nervously. She wondered what her friends would think of him. She and Nick weren’t together, but it was obvious that he was into her. They had only known each other for a couple of weeks, but they hung out so much that Hufflepuff felt like she had known him longer.

She learned a lot about Nicholas during their time together. For instance, he was bold and was not afraid to show how he felt. There was also a soft side to Nick. He’d do sweet things that brought a smile to her face. Being around him brought butterflies to her stomach, and she was aware of how fast she was falling for him in such a short time. She wasn’t sure how she felt about this–it wasn’t necessarily a bad thing, but it was definitely intense.

They exited and began making their way to Honeydukes when Hufflepuff saw Slytherin exiting Zonko’s Joke Shop. She called out his name, her smile broadening when she saw Ravenclaw as well. The pair made their way to Hufflepuff and Nicholas.

“Hey guys!” her gaze was bright and warm as it flickered between each of them. “I thought you weren’t gonna go to Hogsmeade?” she said to Slytherin.

“Well, this pillock convinced me to come,” he nodded toward Ravenclaw.

“And believe me, it was difficult,” Ravenclaw put his hand to the side of his mouth and leaned in. “Cuz this wanker barely comes out into the s–...”

“Alright, time for us to go!” Slytherin placed his hands over Ravenclaw’s shoulders, steering him away as Hufflepuff laughed.

“Have fun,” she called after them. “Try not to kill each other!” Slytherin looked over his shoulder and flashed a mischievous grin.

Lips curling into a smile, Hufflepuff shook her head before turning to Nicholas, whose good mood from before seemed to have disappeared.

“You okay?”

“Yeah,” he replied with a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes. “Let’s go and meet your friends.”

Meanwhile, an item in a store’s display caught Ravenclaw’s eye, and they entered. While Ravenclaw inquired the storekeeper about said item, Slytherin wandered around, eyes flitting from one piece of jewelry to another, but none caught his eye. He stopped at an assortment of novelties and curiously scoured for any that appealed to him. One caught his attention and he examined the item, a smile passing over his face. Hufflepuff would love this.

Ravenclaw’s words rang in his mind.

“You need to take the chance now before it’s too late.”

Judging from how Nicholas took up most of Hufflepuff’s time lately, Slytherin needed to take action soon. Swallowing down his doubt, he decided.

Slytherin would tell Hufflepuff tonight.

After knowing Slytherin for years, Ravenclaw picked up on a lot of his habits and mannerisms. For instance, when he was nervous, he’d pace around and rub his neck a lot, like he was doing right now.

“You’re nervous,” Ravenclaw stated, examining him.

Slytherin stopped pacing and looked at him.

“No, I’m not. Why would I be nervous?”

“I can tell you are. And it’s okay to be.”

His shoulders heaved, a small sigh escaping him as he fidgeted with Hufflepuff’s gift.

“I hope I’m not making a mistake.”

“I don’t think you are,” Ravenclaw said. “No matter what the outcome is…”

Slytherin waited expectantly.

“...you’ll always have me,” he beamed.

Slytherin rolled his eyes. “Great,” he said flatly, though Ravenclaw could see his faint smile.

Ravenclaw clapped him on the shoulder as he was leaving. “You got this, mate,” he assured. “Everything’s gonna be okay.”

Slytherin nodded. He hoped so.

As he got closer to the Hufflepuff common room, he thought about what to say. “Hey, Hufflepuff! I bought this because it made me think of you. Also, I have a crush on you!”

He internally groaned as he turned the corner. What was wrong with him? He was usually so confident when he set his mind to something. Lost in his thoughts, he wasn’t paying attention and ran into someone, dropping the gift. He was startled to see that he had bumped into Hufflepuff, who looked surprised to see him too.

“Are you okay, Sly?” She bent down to pick up the gift.

“Yeah, I’m sorry, I wasn’t paying attention.” He waved his hand when Hufflepuff tried to hand it back to him. “Keep it.”

When she looked confused, he explained. “It’s for you. I found it at a store in Hogsmeade and thought of you, so I…” He gestured awkwardly. “Yeah.”

A smile danced over Hufflepuff’s lips as she unwrapped the gift. Her eyes widened slightly, a look of disbelief on her face. Slytherin watched her reaction with knitted eyebrows.

“It’s okay if you don’t like it–...”

“No,” Hufflepuff’s eyes shone brightly. “I love it.”

Slytherin’s eyes crinkled as he looked at the sunflower wax stamp. “I know you like writing letters, so I figured you’d appreciate a wax stamp to create seals.”

“I do.” Hufflepuff gazed at him with an expression so soft he fell silent. “I appreciate it a lot, Slytherin.”

His breath caught in his throat. He had to admit, Hufflepuff’s eyes were beautiful. His thoughts sometimes became jumbled when she looked at him.

“So, are you meant to be somewhere?” Hufflepuff said.

“Huh? Oh, I was actually coming to see you.” Slytherin tried to swallow down his nervousness as she waited for him to explain, her gaze inquiring. “Not only to give you the present but also because I…wanted to tell you something.”

She perked up. “Alright, let’s hear it.” When he hesitated, she cracked a smile.

“You’re not gonna tell me we can’t be friends anymore, are you?”

Slytherin laughed, loosening up a little.

“I was, actually. I bought you that stamp as a parting gift.”

Hufflepuff made a face and playfully pushed him away. “What did you actually want to say?”

He rubbed his neck. Alright, Slytherin. Here goes.

“Okay,” he started, feeling butterflies flap wildly in his stomach, “so I had been meaning to tell you for a, uh…a while now, to be honest.”

She stared at him, waiting. He gulped.

Words, Slytherin. Just tell her how you feel.

Slytherin blinked at the floor before meeting her eyes. “You’re one of the few people in my life who see me for who I am and not who people say I am. You’re kind and funny and…” He said his next words in earnest. “I’m happy when I’m with you.”

“Me too,” Hufflepuff smiled. “I’m really glad I met you, Sly.”

He exhaled a shaky breath, courage bringing him closer to what he wanted to say.

“I really like–...”

“Hufflepuff!”

They both turned to Nicholas, who was striding towards them. His grin fell away when he saw Slytherin. It was soon replaced with a smirk as he put his arm around her shoulders.

“Lestrange,” he addressed. Slytherin swore Nicholas knew he didn’t like people calling him by his last name.

“Evras,” Slytherin returned the favor, regarding him with a coldness that he didn’t bother to hide.

Nicholas turned away from him and greeted Hufflepuff warmly. Very warmly, actually. Slytherin watched as he pulled her into an affectionate kiss, his heart feeling as though it were ripped into two.

When they pulled apart, Nicholas glanced at Slytherin and saw his look of confusion.

“Oh, did Hufflepuff not tell you?”

Slytherin could only manage to shake his head, still shocked from the sight of intimacy. His gaze faltered, understanding beginning to fall over him. His thoughts were soon confirmed.

“We’re dating,” Nicholas watched his reaction. “I asked her to be my girlfriend today.” His tone was light and cool, but there was a certain repressed hostility in his eyes.

Slytherin tore his eyes away from him and looked at Hufflepuff, who was also watching him. Her expression was unreadable, and she looked down at the sunflower wax stamp.

“Thank you again,” she said, meeting his eyes once more.

Slytherin nodded, the lump in his throat growing unbearable.

“I’m glad you like it.”

I’m sorry I was too late.

Hufflepuff offered him a smile that seemed…sad.

I’m sorry too.

Nicholas stood between them, dissipating the words left unsaid. “Let’s go before the food gets cold.”

Hufflepuff looked at Slytherin, who said, “I should get going anyway.”

“I’ll see you later, Sly,” she replied with a small smile.

Nicholas cast a look across at him. “Bye, Lestrange.”

Hufflepuff watched Slytherin walk away before Nicholas’ hand curled into hers, pulling her in the opposite direction.

As they walked to dinner, Hufflepuff realized that Slytherin never got to finish what he wanted to say.

A/N:

Guys, hear me out. I can explain why this shit is so angsty–WAIT PLEASE I PROMISE THERES GONNA BE A HAPPY ENDING–NO WAIT

Yall:

but at the same time you guys are so used to my angst so its more like

No but i promise that this is all going to be worth it! This is named “Slytherin x Hufflepuff Slowburn” afterall.

I’ve got an incorrect quote for you guys:

Slytherin to Nicholas: I’m not saying I hate you, what I’m saying is that you are literally the Monday of my life.

I saved this tiktok long ago and waited for the time to come to show it to you all: https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMRhL2qrM/

Me when it was revealed that the murder scene at the beginning was just a dream:

IM SORRY FOR DOING THAT TO YALL BUT I DIDNT KNOW HOW TO BEGIN THE CHAPTER AND A FRIEND TOLD ME TO JUST KILL SOMEONE SO I WAS LIKE OK! :D

Honestly, this chapter was easier to write than I expected. Kinda funny how in the author’s note of part 2, i was like “since the chapter was split into two parts, part 2 will be easier to write so I’ll probably post it at some point soon”.

Haha yea😀😀

IM SORRY, LIKE GENUINELY THO. for a sec i actually considered abandoning this series bc i thought for a moment that everyone didnt care for it but that was just me being insecure about how i wrote my characters. As some of you know, chapter 1 was the first post i made on tumblr, and my writing style has changed a lot since then. I feel like this series is my baby from my first marriage but then i divorced and then started a new family with a new spouse, and i just want to abandon my first baby (kinda like what my dad did lmaoao ok pls laugh). I felt like i didnt write hufflepuff well enough to be likeable and special? Like i was thinking about The Shannara Chronicles and there was this one main character who was the star of the show but honestly there was nothing special about her. Meanwhile, the side character fucking ate, she was crafty and mischevious and selfish and ugh fuck yes, just glorious all around. So like i thought hufflepuff was just a little boring? :(( idk. And also slytherin and his backstory, i felt like i kinda ruined it bc im a messy person and i feel like im not on the same page as the rest of my brain cells. So im constantly thinking about how this series could have been better, and like also THERES NO PLOT SO?? Its just a slowburn love series. Nevertheless i do NOT want to and WILL NOT abandon this series. I remember near the beginning of the series, i had said that i will absolutely finish this series if its the last thing i do. I look back on that with guilt bc its been a year..and only five chapters..

But yes guys i will finish this series and try not to degrade it as much by calling it stupid bc i know some people actually genuinely do enjoy this series and want to know what happens, and you WILL know.

Aside from wanting to finish the series for your sake, i have something planned after this series😏 something BIG😏😏😏 I think I mentioned this before but i have another series that is all planned out and OOOO BESTIES I RLLY CANT EXPRESS HOW EXCITED I AM TO GET INTO THIS SERIES!! Im definitely not gonna start writing it until after this series is finished, but yea im so fucking excited, like the characters are fucking chefs kiss (still hufflepuff and slytherin ofc) and OOF THE PLOT??? Its to die for. I’ll give a quick synopsis to get your toes tingling: hufflepuff, princess. slytherin, villager. get this: he ✨kidnaps✨ her! yea so im not trying to glorify kidnapping bc wtf so im gonna work long and hard to make the series fun and enjoyable for everyone to read.

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Slytherin: Did you listen to the song I recommended you?

Hufflepuff: Yes, it’s good music to eat potatoes to

Slytherin: what

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besties reread this chapter and then reread it again bc i am almost done with chapter 6...

Slytherin x Hufflepuff Slowburn: Chapter 5 (Part 2) — Confession

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 - Part 1

Ravenclaw’s words rang in his mind.

“You need to take the chance now before it’s too late.”

Judging from how Nicholas took up most of Hufflepuff’s time lately, Slytherin needed to take action soon. Swallowing down his doubt, he decided.

Slytherin would tell Hufflepuff tonight.

“Slytherin!”

“Slytherin, please,” she choked out. “Please come back to me, I can’t do this without you.”

“I love you.”

Slytherin turned the tv off with a flick of his wand.

“That was the worst horror movie I’ve ever seen.”

Ravenclaw rolled his eyes. “It wasn’t that bad.”

“Mate, the main character–whatever her name is, or was–didn’t even try to run away when the murderer showed up.”

“Well, she had a broken leg.”

“Yeah,” Slytherin scoffed. “After falling a million times. I swear, what is it with people and falling in horror movies?”

Ravenclaw laughed. “I was already over it when she fell down two flights of stairs and ran away from the murderer as if nothing happened.”

“I think the only reason why you picked this movie was that one of the main characters had the same name as me,” he shot a look at his best friend.

Ravenclaw tried to hide his smile, explosive laughter escaping him when Slytherin narrowed his eyes, his suspicion confirmed.

“Your face when the murderer was calling out your name,” he cackled. “Fucking priceless.”

“Go ahead,” he replied. “I think it’ll be cool to have a character with the same name as me.”

“Not until they die and someone’s crying over their body.”

Ravenclaw paled slightly.

“Okay,” he reluctantly admitted. “Maybe you have a point…”

“You’re joking, right?”

Slytherin looked over his shoulder, a gleam in his eye.

“Not even a little.”

He turned at the sound of someone entering the common room.

“Hey,” he glanced at Amari, a Slytherin in the same year as him.

“Hey Slytherin,” Amari said, grabbing a handful of popcorn from the bowl he was holding. “What’re you guys up to?”

“Nothing much. We just finished watching a movie, which I would not recommend,” Slytherin looked pointedly at Ravenclaw, who snickered.

She raised an eyebrow amusingly. “Are you going to Hogsmeade?”

“Oh,” Slytherin tilted his head. “I’m not sure–...”

“We’ll be there,” Ravenclaw cut in. “It’s about time I get this old fart out of the castle once in a while.”

Amari laughed while Slytherin shot him a look.

“Well,” she said when the conversation came to a lull. “See you there.”

“Yeah,” Slytherin gave her a small smile. “See you then.”

When Amari left, Slytherin flicked some popcorn at Ravenclaw.

“Old fart,” he narrowed his eyes. “Really?”

“Nicholas?”

“The one and only,” he rolled his eyes. “Hufflepuff told me they were gonna go together.”

“They seem to be spending a lot of time together lately,” Ravenclaw noted.

Slytherin leaned against the counter, his brows furrowed. “I don’t get what she sees in him.”

“Well, he’s on the quidditch team, and you know how people swoon for quidditch players. And from what I’ve heard, he’s funny. And attractive too–”

“Not. Helping.”

“What I was going to finish off with was that there’s nothing in him that she can’t see in you. You guys are kind of similar.”

Slytherin made a face. “That’s insulting.”

Ravenclaw laughed. “Mate, why do you hate him so much?”

“I don’t, I simply…dislike him.”

“Because you guys like the same girl,” Ravenclaw finished.

“Leave,” Slytherin’s dark eyes bled into ice as he pushed Nicholas out of the room.

“But I was–”

Slam!

Yeah. That night. Hence the lingering tension between the two.

“You should still ask her out,” Ravenclaw said as they walked through the corridors.

“Did you forget that Hufflepuff did the double-tuck around Nicholas?”

“Of course not.”

“Exactly,” he huffed. “So there’s no point in asking her out if she’s interested in another guy.”

“Did you forget that you and Hufflepuff kissed?”

Slytherin’s brows drew together. How could he forget?

“What are you saying,” Slytherin sighed.

“I’m saying that you need to take the chance now. Before it’s too late.”

“Look at this one.”

Hufflepuff looked across to Nicholas, who held a necklace.

“It’s pretty,” she smiled before her eyes drifted back to the trinket in her hand. It was a wax stamp that created a sunflower seal.

“You’ve been looking at that thing for a while now,” Nicholas commented.

Hufflepuff glanced at him, smiling. “Yeah,” she traced the indented lines of the sunflower. “The design is really nice, and I like sending letters.”

He watched her for a moment before beckoning her over. “C’mere and try this on.”

Hufflepuff turned to the mirror, eyes flickering down to the pressed flower encased in the necklace.

“It’s beautiful,” she murmured, smoothing her finger over the transparent casing. Nicholas appeared behind her in the reflection.

“It is,” he said, his eyes focused on her.

Hufflepuff turned and tried to unclasp the necklace when he stopped her.

“Leave it on. It’s paid for already.”

“What?” she frowned. “But who–...” She stopped short at the sight of a grin on Nicholas’ lips, realization dawning on her.

“Oh, Nick,” she protested. “You shouldn’t have…”

“Nonsense.”

“But at least let me buy something for you–...”

He moved closer. “The sound,” his hand reached out to cradle her chin, “of my name on your lips is enough.”

Her breath hitched as he tilted her chin up. She gazed into his eyes.

“Nicholas…”

His eyes were fixated on her lips like he couldn’t get enough of the shape or color of them.

“Just like that,” he murmured.

Just when Nicholas was leaning in, her phone buzzed in her back pocket. Biting the inside of her cheek, she sent an apologetic look to Nick before answering.

“Not at all,” Nick replied.

“Hey guys!” her gaze was bright and warm as it flickered between each of them. “I thought you weren’t gonna go to Hogsmeade?” she said to Slytherin.

“Well, this pillock convinced me to come,” he nodded toward Ravenclaw.

“And believe me, it was difficult,” Ravenclaw put his hand to the side of his mouth and leaned in. “Cuz this wanker barely comes out into the s–...”

“Alright, time for us to go!” Slytherin placed his hands over Ravenclaw’s shoulders, steering him away as Hufflepuff laughed.

“Have fun,” she called after them. “Try not to kill each other!” Slytherin looked over his shoulder and flashed a mischievous grin.

Lips curling into a smile, Hufflepuff shook her head before turning to Nicholas, whose good mood from before seemed to have disappeared.

“You okay?”

“Yeah,” he replied with a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes. “Let’s go and meet your friends.”

Ravenclaw’s words rang in his mind.

“You need to take the chance now before it’s too late.”

Judging from how Nicholas took up most of Hufflepuff’s time lately, Slytherin needed to take action soon. Swallowing down his doubt, he decided.

Slytherin would tell Hufflepuff tonight.

“You’re nervous,” Ravenclaw stated, examining him.

Slytherin stopped pacing and looked at him.

“No, I’m not. Why would I be nervous?”

“I can tell you are. And it’s okay to be.”

His shoulders heaved, a small sigh escaping him as he fidgeted with Hufflepuff’s gift.

“I hope I’m not making a mistake.”

“I don’t think you are,” Ravenclaw said. “No matter what the outcome is…”

Slytherin waited expectantly.

“...you’ll always have me,” he beamed.

Slytherin rolled his eyes. “Great,” he said flatly, though Ravenclaw could see his faint smile.

Ravenclaw clapped him on the shoulder as he was leaving. “You got this, mate,” he assured. “Everything’s gonna be okay.”

Slytherin nodded. He hoped so.

As he got closer to the Hufflepuff common room, he thought about what to say. “Hey, Hufflepuff! I bought this because it made me think of you. Also, I have a crush on you!”

“Are you okay, Sly?” She bent down to pick up the gift.

“Yeah, I’m sorry, I wasn’t paying attention.” He waved his hand when Hufflepuff tried to hand it back to him. “Keep it.”

When she looked confused, he explained. “It’s for you. I found it at a store in Hogsmeade and thought of you, so I…” He gestured awkwardly. “Yeah.”

A smile danced over Hufflepuff’s lips as she unwrapped the gift. Her eyes widened slightly, a look of disbelief on her face. Slytherin watched her reaction with knitted eyebrows.

“It’s okay if you don’t like it–...”

“No,” Hufflepuff’s eyes shone brightly. “I love it.”

Slytherin’s eyes crinkled as he looked at the sunflower wax stamp. “I know you like writing letters, so I figured you’d appreciate a wax stamp to create seals.”

“I do.” Hufflepuff gazed at him with an expression so soft he fell silent. “I appreciate it a lot, Slytherin.”

His breath caught in his throat. He had to admit, Hufflepuff’s eyes were beautiful. His thoughts sometimes became jumbled when she looked at him.

“So, are you meant to be somewhere?” Hufflepuff said.

She perked up. “Alright, let’s hear it.” When he hesitated, she cracked a smile.

“You’re not gonna tell me we can’t be friends anymore, are you?”

Slytherin laughed, loosening up a little.

“I was, actually. I bought you that stamp as a parting gift.”

Hufflepuff made a face and playfully pushed him away. “What did you actually want to say?”

He rubbed his neck. Alright, Slytherin. Here goes.

“Okay,” he started, feeling butterflies flap wildly in his stomach, “so I had been meaning to tell you for a, uh…a while now, to be honest.”

She stared at him, waiting. He gulped.

Words, Slytherin. Just tell her how you feel.

“Me too,” Hufflepuff smiled. “I’m really glad I met you, Sly.”

He exhaled a shaky breath, courage bringing him closer to what he wanted to say.

“I really like–...”

“Hufflepuff!”

They both turned to Nicholas, who was striding towards them. His grin fell away when he saw Slytherin. It was soon replaced with a smirk as he put his arm around her shoulders.

“Lestrange,” he addressed. Slytherin swore Nicholas knew he didn’t like people calling him by his last name.

“Evras,” Slytherin returned the favor, regarding him with a coldness that he didn’t bother to hide.

Nicholas turned away from him and greeted Hufflepuff warmly. Very warmly, actually. Slytherin watched as he pulled her into an affectionate kiss, his heart feeling as though it were ripped into two.

When they pulled apart, Nicholas glanced at Slytherin and saw his look of confusion.

“Oh, did Hufflepuff not tell you?”

Slytherin could only manage to shake his head, still shocked from the sight of intimacy. His gaze faltered, understanding beginning to fall over him. His thoughts were soon confirmed.

“We’re dating,” Nicholas watched his reaction. “I asked her to be my girlfriend today.” His tone was light and cool, but there was a certain repressed hostility in his eyes.

Slytherin tore his eyes away from him and looked at Hufflepuff, who was also watching him. Her expression was unreadable, and she looked down at the sunflower wax stamp.

“Thank you again,” she said, meeting his eyes once more.

Slytherin nodded, the lump in his throat growing unbearable.

“I’m glad you like it.”

I’m sorry I was too late.

Hufflepuff offered him a smile that seemed…sad.

I’m sorry too.

Nicholas stood between them, dissipating the words left unsaid. “Let’s go before the food gets cold.”

Hufflepuff looked at Slytherin, who said, “I should get going anyway.”

“I’ll see you later, Sly,” she replied with a small smile.

Nicholas cast a look across at him. “Bye, Lestrange.”

Hufflepuff watched Slytherin walk away before Nicholas’ hand curled into hers, pulling her in the opposite direction.

As they walked to dinner, Hufflepuff realized that Slytherin never got to finish what he wanted to say.

A/N:

Guys, hear me out. I can explain why this shit is so angsty–WAIT PLEASE I PROMISE THERES GONNA BE A HAPPY ENDING–NO WAIT

Yall:

but at the same time you guys are so used to my angst so its more like

No but i promise that this is all going to be worth it! This is named “Slytherin x Hufflepuff Slowburn” afterall.

I’ve got an incorrect quote for you guys:

Slytherin to Nicholas: I’m not saying I hate you, what I’m saying is that you are literally the Monday of my life.

I saved this tiktok long ago and waited for the time to come to show it to you all: https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMRhL2qrM/

Me when it was revealed that the murder scene at the beginning was just a dream:

IM SORRY FOR DOING THAT TO YALL BUT I DIDNT KNOW HOW TO BEGIN THE CHAPTER AND A FRIEND TOLD ME TO JUST KILL SOMEONE SO I WAS LIKE OK! :D

Haha yea😀😀

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