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Always little wolf

Fred Weasley x wolfstars daughter! reader

Summary: While y/n and Fred walk home in the snow, the simplest conversation makes Fred sure of one thing, he's going to marry that girl

Warnings: established relationship, kinda luna lovegood type reader, reader loves random facts, kissing, so much fluff, one proofread

A/n: 0.7k words, day 4 we have another fluffy little blurb with freddie and wolfstars adopted daughter, enjoy xx

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“Did you know…”

Fred’s already chuckling, the sight of you trying to get on your big fluffy coat whilst tipsy was cute enough, but combine it with an excited random fact? You have his heart melting like crazy. He was used to your random trivia but never grew tired of it, he loved it in fact, especially as it hardly ever related to anything you were doing.

Like when he first met you, you had tagged along with Harry and his dad, your godfather, James, to the quidditch world cup, instead of a 'did you know this about quidditch fact' whilst you walked up the stands with him him, he got a 'did you know otters hold hands while sleeping so they don’t float away from one another?'

It was safe to say he had been at your mercy ever since

"...that...one second...that s-"

“Here…” he gently interrupts your fact before you can start, helping you get your hand through the sleeve “...good girl” he pecks your forehead, adoring the the grin he receives as you cheese up at him, eyes glassy, clearly only half here but the love in your eyes shines through

After one last shout goodbye to those at the party you and Fred brave the cold, his hand finding yours before guiding into his larger pocket to keep it warm

“It’s snowing” you note, free hand coming to wrap around his bicep, as your cheek presses into it

“It is...almost as pretty as you my love” he flirts, adoring your giggle before you let out a little yip, head shooting up to look at him as you move away slightly to smile up at him “What?”

“I forgot to tell you the fact” you say softly and his heart warms, secretly glad you remembered

“Hit me” he flashes you a goofy grin, unable to hold it back as he wraps his arm around you and leads you down the now snow dusted path

“Did you know that Scotland's national animal is a unicorn because there was this wizard whose pet unicorn followed him into a muggle battle?” you say, a little slurred and in a higher pitched tone, the same one you always used when saying your little facts

Fred chuckles, pulling you a little closer into his side “Seriously?”

“Siriusly” you start giggling

“See this is the stuff Binns should have taught us…” Fred shakes his head “...actually you know what lovely? You should try and poach his job” he presses a kiss to your hat clad temple

“Nah” you shake your head

“Why not? You love facts, adorable at telling them, cute as a button so all the guys and gals will crush on you, be closer to your dads and uncle” he lists with a shrug, genuinely surprised you wouldn’t be interested

You stop walking, gently removing yourself from Fred's grip and taking his hands in yours instead. His eyebrows pinch but his face soon softens into a smile as he sees you shining up at him

“Because then I wouldn’t see my favourite person everyday...” you answer simply, easily, almost like it should have been obvious but the next bit floors him "...and when I find out a new fact I can't tell anyone else until i've told you, I always tell you first"

He always felt it in his heart that he was going to marry you one day, but this was the moment he knew for sure...so much that in less than a weeks time you would be saying that three letter word to make it a reality

“Merlin I love you...” the words tumble out breathlessly in the same manor as yours "...so much...so...so much" he emphasises squeezing your hands

Your smile widens at that, a giggle escaping as you step forward, chests grazing “Ditto” you shine, placing a sweet kiss to his nose

He doesn’t let you pull away fully, instead dips down to capture your lips, hands slipping out of yours to cup your chilled cheeks while the snow lightens around you for a moment, large flakes fluttering down slowly like you were in some movie. The cold forgotten for a moment as your warm lips dance with one another, your hands gliding up to find his chest, not caring that it made your fingertips go numb

Your lips still ghost the others as you break away, your cheeks rising with your smile in his light grip as you whisper “Did you know if you remind yourself you aren’t a fish your hiccups will stop?”

“You're pulling my leg” he whispers back

“Wanna bet Weasley?” you say letting your lips meet again tentatively

“With you? Always little wolf”

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lucisfavoritedemon · 1 year

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𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬; alcohol (no one drank it), food, and cuddling, idek yall, barely edited

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Tonight was just another night Fred spent thinking about you. It wasn’t rare for Fred to be pondering over you late at night, but you didn’t know that.

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lucisfavoritedemon · 1 year

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Delayed

Pairing: Fred Weasley x F!Reader (First Person)

Length: 554 words

Warnings: No use of Y/N, no references to reader’s appearance, otherwise just fluff!

Summary: You and your Boyfriend are traveling on Christmas Eve to visit your family for the holiday. However, things do not go as planned.

A/N: The first part of my Fluffcember 2022 posting! Also, the first fic I’m publishing on Tumblr, so reviews/comments/likes are SO SO appreciated! Thanks!

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lucisfavoritedemon · 1 year

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hi! i'd like to ask a one shot on fred weasley in which y/n is the typical pureblood, haughty and proud slytherin, but also kinda shy. they went from enemies to lovers and are now having a secret affair. one day they have a heated argument and end up insulting and yelling at each other (about their hogwarts houses stereotypes, their families, blood status) saying the worst things. the rest is up to you.

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Arguements || FW

Things aren’t always easy with realationships. Especially when you and your boyfriend are polar opposites.

pairings: fem!slytherin!pureblood!reader x Fred Weasley

warnings: arguements, yelling, insults, angst

author’s note: i’m sorry it took me so long to get to this :( i hope you enjoy, though!

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“Merlin Fred, you are so difficult!” You exclaim as he starts to pace around the room. This whole arguement is his fault. It’s not in your control whether or not his parents like you. You came from a pureblood slytherin bloodline. Fred said his parents wouldn’t judge you on that alone, but you recently found out that was a lie. There was a drawer in his desk you knew was full of letters. One day, when you were waiting for Fred to finish detention, you decided to look around his room. It was innocent curiousity. The letter on top of the pile said it was from his mom. Fred hadn’t brought up his parents much in the month or so the two of you had been together so you decided to read it. It was cute, until she started to mention you.

“She didn’t mean anything, y/n,” Fred started, the volume of his voice raising. “She’s judgemental. I told her about your family and she assumed!” You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. What was written in that letter was straight insults. His mother said things that questioned your morals. For God’s sake, she asked him if you had the dark mark! You suddenly stood up from your spot on the bed, the anger boiling inside of you. He was so stupid! His whole family, too. How could he let his mother say these things?

“Didn’t mean anything? Fred, are you serious? She accused me of being a follower of Voldemort!” Fred flinched when you said his name. You usually wouldn’t dare, but you didn’t care anymore. You were mad. “She didn’t accuse you of anything! Just your family. You know their deatheaters. Hell, I even thought you were one when we met.” Now, you were just shocked. If he was going to play dirty, you could too. You’d had lots of practice. The two of you used to fight everyday, it was easy. You knew just how to get to him, too.

“Your family’s full of blood traitors. Even worse if you ask me.” You yelled as you sneered in his direction. You knew it hurt. And you hoped it hurt too. He looked like he was about to say something, but decided against it. Fred walked over to the door, bumping harshly against your shoulder on the way. He opened the door and stepped outside, slamming it shortly after. Both of you were blinded by pure rage, and you didn’t realize what you had done was wrong.

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lucisfavoritedemon · 1 year

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Just Material

Pairing - Fred Weasley x Fem!Reader Summary - When Fred finds Y/n wearing a jumper which isn’t her own (and certainly isn’t his), he can’t help but question who it must belong to. Warnings - Bit of angst, mentions of stress Words - 1.5K

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It was a jumper. It was just a jumper. A bit of material, sewed together by needle and thread with absolutely no deeper meaning than such. At least, that’s how Y/n saw it. Fred, however, saw the Hufflepuff title over the jumper, the smell that still lingered and the initials which were still printed into the label. Just two letters which taunted him: C.D

Fred had made it abundantly clear from the moment the two made their title of couple official, that Y/n was his. His hand seemed very so delicately glued to her, his eyes trained on her (even when she wasn’t looking) and constantly trying to be at her side. This was mostly because of the great feelings he felt for the girl; feelings of which, sometimes, he struggled to comprehend. But there was too a small part of him which did it to ensure no one else got any ideas.

The boy wanted to make it out to be as if there was no point in trying. If he was to ensure that their relationship was shown to be as concrete as it felt, then no one else would try to slip their way between them. And Fred’s plan had been working; it had been working bloody brilliantly. Well, that was before now. Because, as it turns out, the Weasley boy had walked into the library, set to meet Y/n, only to find her sat at a table with friends, dressed in a jumper which wasn’t her own - and certainly wasn’t his.

She was sat there, a book flicked to a page Fred knew she definitely wasn’t reading as she quietly giggled with her friends. Friends of which Fred knew weren’t Quidditch players who he also could assume wouldn’t thus own Quidditch jumpers. So, the question which came to Fred’s head, was simply: Who’s jumper was it?

He had been standing at a halt in the middle of the Libary, so deep in thought he didn’t have it in him to get Y/n’s attention. That was until she caught his sight, smiled, then lost her smile as she noted his discouraged expression.

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lucisfavoritedemon · 1 year

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Observant

Request box open,

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Summary: you’re at a Gryffindor party you absolutely don’t want to be at, but when your two crushes come up to you, it gets a lot better

Pairings: fred Weasley x fem reader x George Weasley

Warnings:18+ pure filth, threesome, NO INCEST, degration, praise, unprotected sex, penetration, oral f!receiving, m!receiving, NOT PROOFREAD so excuse mistakes, slight humiliation, nothing too much

If you were a friend to the Weasley twins you knew they were two of the most observant people to ever walk the halls of Hogwarts. They knew all of the secret pass ways and hallways of Hogwarts and secret paths to Hogsmeade, but they also could pick up things with people too, and now one of them had their eyes on you.

The room was incredibly loud, this party was not one you wanted to be at, actually the only reason you came was because your best friend promised to stay with you the whole time, you two being the only Ravenclaws at this Gryffindor party anyway, but no she had left with two Gryffindor boys and now you sat on a couch in a tight dress that showed all of your curves and your cleavage your friend had promised you would look “totally bangable in,” but you didn’t care about that, you just wanted to make her happy.

The party was to celebrate Gryffindors triumpth over Slytherin in the recent quidditch game, and your friend had been invited by a boy she had been snogging for the past couple weeks.

You pushed a fallen piece of hair behind your ear and pulled down what of the dress you could, you tried to place the fabric past your knees, but it was way too tight and way too short. You wanted to leave, and you knew you could if it weren’t for your loyalty over your friend, you didn’t want to leave her, but it was really the only thought in your mind. You were slightly tipsy, you had only had one cup, but it was strong.

The common room was filled with grinding bodies and smuggled-in-alcohol in the hands of almost everyone on the dance floors. Two twins just happened to be watching over everything looking for opportunities for a bit of mischief, when Fred spotted you. He nudged his brother with his elbow, “George I think I’ve found our entertainment for the night,” George smirked in your direction your eyes on your hands fiddling with your fingernails as your leg bounced, riding up your dress without you realizing it.

The boys swiftly walked through the crowd and over to the couch, your head rising to look at the two, your cheeks heating at the sight of the two handsome boys. They both sat down on either side of you, you were confused, and screaming inside, you had always liked the Weasley twins, that was one of the other reasons you agreed to come, the chance to look at them-but this was too much- “Why are you all alone gorgeous,” Fred smirked down at you questioning, “A girl like you is way too pretty to be all alone,” George added, and you felt a heat form in your core, it was sad really, but you had never had that much attention from boys, yes you had lost your virginity to another Ravenclaw in fifth year, in your defense it was your first time getting drunk.

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lucisfavoritedemon · 1 year

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It's All an Act

Pairings:f!reader x Fred Weasley

Summary: you are a secret tease, he’s tired of it

Warnings: degration, hair pulling, 18+ smut, unprotected sex, cum play?

Requests open!

He had finally had enough.

It was close to the end of the school day, there were two classes left, but he could not wait until dinner. You had been playing with his head all day. The schools head girl, the prefect of Gryffindor the perfect star student was not at all what people thought.

You had been secretly dating Fred for about three months now, and it was only secret due to your status and his, you both decided to keep it secret, but you were not what everyone thought. You were a complete tease.

Already in the past hours you had passed him risky notes explaining your panties and how wet he was making you. Or you would whisper how bad you wanted him as you passed him in the hallways, and he was tired of it.

So, as you walked past one of the abandoned classrooms on the way to muggle studies you were grabbed harshly and thrown into the classroom.

Now here you were. Bent over a desk in one of the abandoned classrooms as Fred drove into you from behind, his hand wrapped tightly around your hair pulling it tight, so your head was up, and your mouth was agape, although you were trying to suppress any moans.

“Fuck, teasing me all day, telling me about how wet I make you, such a fucking slut for me, hm?” he growled leaning closer to your ear, his voice tinted with rage. “Yes, yes for you Fred,” you said it a bit too loudly your suppressed moans coming out with it.

“You’ve got to be quite we wouldn’t want everyone to know what a whore their perfect little head girl is, would we? Fucking slut, all just a fucking act, you’re just a whore,”

You were so lost in a mix of pleasure and pain from the harsh wood of the desk and the pain in your scalp from him roughly pulling your hair, but you knew he was going to cum soon feeling a twitch from his cock, and you were close to, getting even more aroused from the idea of someone walking in on you, the perfect girl all fucked out by Fred Weasley of all people.

“Fuck I’m close Freddie,” you moaned, “me too, love, me too, I’m going to come in your pussy and you’re going to keep in there for the rest of today, and if by tonight it’s not in there, you’re going to get worse than this,” his voice was intimidating and you loved it, it was just what you wanted. “Yes- fuck,” and you were gone, his threat sending you over the edge as you shut your eyes tight trying your best to hold in your moans.

He was quick to follow filling you up and forcing you to keep it in, sliding your panties and skirt back on.

“I love you,” he grabbed you and hugged you tight pressing a kiss to your forehead once you were dressed and back to normal, all prim and proper, but no one would know what was hidden in your panties.

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lucisfavoritedemon · 1 year

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Fred Weasley - Outgrown

Pairing : (F/M) || Fred Weasley x Reader Word Count : 2.9k Warning : Arguments. Fred being a dick. Prompts : “I’d ask but judging by the look on your eyes, I can already tell that you’ve closed our chapter.” Notes : I’m sorry it took forever for me to post it. It’s a rather challenging request, I have to admit. If you like this story and would like to support me, please visit my kofi page and perhaps get me a coffee?☕

Time is a thorny thing to understand. One minute she’d wish to freeze it, pack it in a box and keep it under her bed to visit every once in a while. The other time she wished it would pass faster than the beat of her heart, unable to stand and watch as the situation unpacks right before her eyes. But most of the time, she wished that she could go back and relive the moments where things felt perfectly in place.

She’s spent every ticking of the clock each night to figure out when things started to crumble. When was the last time his hands felt perfect in hers? When was the last time his words sent blissful jolts to her spine? When was the last time his smile and laughter fueled her heart with delight? But those questions slowly turn into what. What happened? What made them strain this way? What did she do? What did he do?

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lucisfavoritedemon · 1 year

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Chasing After You

warnings:none

summary: Fred has made it his goal to get with the good girl, and deep down she wants him too.

part 1?? maybe-

A/n I know this isn’t hotd but I love Harry Potter so… REQUESTS OPEN

Ever since he met you, he knew he had to have you.

You were too good, too pure, you were a straight A, goody-too-shoes student and that intrigued him, or maybe it was whenever he cracked a joke in class or pulled some insufferable prank on a professor you always seemed to smile, and try to hide it, but he could see.

So, he made it a goal to get you to like him. He knew you had a boyfriend, but he was a twat anyways, smug and entitled.

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You were walking to your charms class, books in hand and pushing a loose piece of hair behind your ear, when he approached. “That’s a lot of books you have there,” you looked up at the tall redhead, and smiled slightly. “You mean, the ones your supposed to have for this class?”

“I’m not one for books,” you shook your head, “why don’t you help me? From what I hear, you’re quite the smart one,” he put his hands in his pockets keeping up with your fast pace. “Or you could use the books assigned to you,” you both walked into class, and you sat beside your friend Angela giving her a smile as you opened one of them, he sat next to you placing both hands on the desk and connecting them together. “This isn’t your seat,” you looked at him with an unamused face, “I bet you he won’t notice, and if he doesn’t you have to help me,”

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A very beautiful boy 🥺🖤❤️

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Here are a few Colby anatomy edits i made a while back! ✨

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he owns my heart ❤

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Broken Trust: Fake Dating Draco Part 2

Pairing: Draco x reader

Summary: After the events that played out over Winter Holiday, things between you and Draco have become, well, awkward. How do you both handle the feelings you have for each other with the fear of threats hanging over your heads?

Word Count: 2046

Warnings: Angst, threats, heartbroken Draco.

A/N: Rewrite of an original request by @harrypotter289.

Divider by: @firefly-graphics

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The school year was almost over. You and Draco hadn’t talked since Winter Holiday. The letters were getting more and more severe. Not only from Draco’s father, but from your parents who were begging that you weren’t lying to them. That their daughter actually is doing something good for herself for once in her life.

The threats coming in from Mr. Malfoy were horrible. Threatening that the Death Eaters would hurt your family if you did not stop the nonsense you had created. It honestly broke you down each and every day that you couldn’t be with Draco.

A week before Summer Holiday you got a letter from my parents asking if you were bringing Draco home for the summer. You wished that they would have sent the letter at night or something, but no. During breakfast, of all times when you were surrounded by other students.

“Ooh, Y/N got a letter.” One of the girls said, yanking it out of your hand.

You tried to grab it back before she could read it, but the damage had been done when the letter arrived.

“You and Draco. No way. He would never go out with someone like you.”

You tried to cover your feelings, for your family’s safety and your sanity, “I was only using Draco to get my parents to let me be. We’re not dating. I mean you’re right, he’s too good for me, and he’s pathetic enough to believe that I could actually like someone like him.” You wanted to say that it was none of their business what happened in your personal lives. They had no right to say who you or who Draco could and could not date.

Just then you saw someone stop in the middle of the aisles of the great hall. You knew it was Draco, just your luck, and you knew you had done it this time. You yanked the letter out the girl’s hands and took off after Draco.

“Draco stop please.” You hollard as you ran out of the Great Hall and into the hallway

He just kept walking as if he didn’t hear you. You needed to fix what you had done. You needed him to know how you truly felt. He needed to know why, he deserved to know why.

“Draco stop!” Your voice echoed through the empty halls which made him stop. “Draco, please let me explain.”

“Why should I? After everything you have said to me, and what you said in the hall. I don’t think I want to.”

“Draco, you deserve to know what happened between us after holiday. As for what happened in there, she took the letter from my parents asking if I was bringing you over for Summer Holiday. She told me that I wasn’t any good for you, or why would you even be interested in me. I came up with a cover to protect your reputation. It seems all I keep doing is hurting you when I’m just trying to protect you.”

He sighs and looks down as if he were going to say something, but he stops himself.

“Meet me in the library after class and I’ll explain everything. I just need 10 minutes, after that you can choose to believe me, or choose to walk away.”

“I trust you.”

Those words threw you for a loop, and you swore you saw a little smile tug at the corner of his mouth. You didn’t think that he would ever be able to say that he trusts you. You wouldn;t blame him if he didn’t.

“Y-You mean that?”

He nods as his smile grows a bit bigger, “meet you in the library after class then.” He walks off leaving you in the hall alone.

You go back to your dorm to get ready for your morning classes. You were just anxious to talk to him. Get things straightened out, and maybe you two could talk about a relationship, if that was still on the table for you two anymore.. Part of you hoped that you and him could end up with a happy ending after so much effort, but you knew that it was unlikely.

You headed down to class and just hoped that your morning went well. You had just two classes to get through before you got the chance to explain yourself. Two classes of anticipation, hoping to not get shot down immediately.

Class was, well, boring. It didn’t help that you wanted to punch the girl that read my letter in the face. She was clearly flirting with Draco, and he just let it happen. Like the conversation you and him had after breakfast didn’t matter to him anymore. Not that there was anything between the two of you, and you had really no right to be jealous, but it still hurt you.

“So Draco, you want to go to Hogsmead with me this afternoon? We can get Butterbeer then grab a bite to eat.” She bit her lip and giggled, it made you sick honestly.

“As much as I’d like to take you up on that offer. I have a prior engagement that needs my attention.” His attention was on a book he was reading until he mentioned the prior engagement, then his eyes went to you for a brief moment before he returned to his book.

“Maybe after this prior engagement?”

“We’ll see. If I do decide to go I’ll be waiting for you in the three broomsticks in the corner booth. If I’m not there by 12:30, then assume my meeting went well and that I’m in good hands.”

“Wouldn’t it be the other way around?”

Merlin, you wanted to punch this girl so bad. Did she not get the hint that he wasn’t interested. He obviously had to know that she was part of the reason why you and him were not on good terms.

“If you really want to go out with me, and not just to spite others then you would accept that some things need my attention more than others. And this would need my attention more than some girl who just wants to use me to spite Y/N.”

You couldn’t help but chuckle a little. This girl got caught big time, and it was hilarious.

“How dare you think I don’t actually want to go out with you, and besides,” she glances over her shoulder, “why would you even give her the time of day? Did you hear what she said about you?”

“Yes. I’m well aware and she wants to discuss what happened. Tell me her side. I know your side, and I want her’s. It’s only fair.”

“You should never be fair to a backstabber.”

“We’ll see who truly is the backstabber.”

Your final class was dismissed and you ran to the library. You knew that you had to at least hope that he would show up as agreed, but you wanted to make things right, even if he didn’t want to be with you in the end. At the very least you wanted your friend back. You had ruined everything by telling him nothing could happen between the two of you without reasoning. You knew that you both wanted this, the least you could do was give an explanation.

You sat at the farthest table from the entrance and waited for him. Minutes ticked by and your hope grew lesser by the second. Your biggest fear had come true, he decided he didn’t want to hear whatever poor excuse you had that was only going to break his heart further. You didn’t blame either for not showing up.

You pulled out the letters as tears formed in your eyes. You did everything that was asked of you, and for what? To get your heart broken over and over every time you see his face. Just because his father deemed you unsuitable for his precious son.

You were about to give up and head to your dorm when you saw him standing in the doorway glancing at the clock. How could you have missed him? Huffing and glancing nearly every five seconds.

You get up and go to him seeing the hope having left his face as well, “Draco?”

“There you are. I’ve been waiting nearly half an hour.” He sounded rightfully irritated.

“I guess we should have agreed where in the library. I’ve been sitting at the back table waiting. I didn’t even see you come in.”

“Yeah, well what is it you wanted to show me? Or tell me. I have plans.” His irritation grew to impatience.

Your heart sank, and it clearly showed on your face, “you can meet up with her after I’ve said my peace. I have low hopes of things changing between you and I. I’ve screwed everything up, and for what, to please your father, to finally have my parents tell me that they are proud of their daughter? None of it was worth it if all I’m doing is hurting myself, and you. I have made peace with the fact that I have lost every chance I’ve had to be with you, but I care about you Draco, and maybe at the very least we could be friends, or acquaintances.” You looked down holding back the tears that were threatening to fall.

He looks down as a sigh escapes his mouth, that’s when he notices the letters in his father’s hand writing in your hands. He didn’t think his father could ever stoop so low, yet again it was his father he was talking about.

“H-He’s been threatening you hasn’t he?”

You nod your head keeping it low.

“My father is the reason why you said everything that happened wasn’t real? Or that it couldn’t be?”

You nod again, “It wasn’t just him, but yes. I was going to ask if you wanted to come stay with me and my family for Summer Holiday, but I’ll understand if this is where you want to leave things between us. I’ll tell them that we fell through and that you won’t be joining us if that is what you wish.”

You keep your head down, waiting for him to walk away. To leave you with silence there in the library with nothing but hateful letters and a broken heart. Then you felt a finger lift your chin up gently. Your eyes meeting with a pair of icey blue ones.

“I would love to join you and your family over holiday. Under one condition?”

“Name it. Anything.”

“We put a stop to the act and do this thing for real?”

“Y-You mean that?”

“Yes, and don’t worry about what my father says. I’ll take care of him. I just want you to say you’ll be mine.”

You smile at him, the sadness replaced by utter happiness. He returns the smile so happy that you actually cared for him. You jump in his arms, wrapping yours around his neck. He holds you tightly, scared if he lets you go, this will all disappear.

“What do you say we go to Hogsmead for our first official date?” He spoke keeping his hold on you

“I would love to go on a date with you, Malfoy.” You giggle as Draco finally releases you from the hug and takes your hand, intertwining your fingers as you head to Hogsmead.

You felt bad that you made that girl so angry that she stormed out when she saw the two of you sitting in the back corner booth together. You both kind of giggled thinking that it was a little funny someone thought they could get between the two of you.

Summer had finally arrived and you were excited to see your family again and this time actually have a boyfriend to show them. A Malfoy nonetheless. Draco grabbed your hand, intertwining your fingers as you both boarded the train together. For once, he actually had a genuine smile on his face.

As he held you tight in his arms that night you knew that things would turn out ok. That he would protect you, no matter what his father threatened. You knew that he was the one for you, and he knew you were the one for him.

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Pretty Lies: Fake Dating Draco Part 1

Pairing: Draco x reader

Summary: In a last ditch effort to get your parents to stop looking for a perfect suitor for you, Draco offers his help when he hears you complain. You both mutually agree to keep the feelings mutual, but little do you both know, it's easier said than done.

Word count: 2004

Warnings: Angst, some fluff, sad Draco

A/N: Rewrote this story from a request I got from @harrypotter289 a while back. I was unhappy how it turned out, but I am very happy with the rewriting of this one.

Divider by: @firefly-graphics

Enjoy!

Being in a wealthy pure blood family meant you needed to find a good suitor. Your parents were a little too curious about your love life, and insisted on you finding a good pure blood to marry.

You weren't having it. They were messing with something they shouldn't, you either had to get a "boyfriend" or they arranged a relationship for you and they always had horrible taste in men.

You were gossiping and ranting to your friends how horrible it would be to go home alone for holiday.

"I have a proposition for you then miss Y/n."

"And what would that be, Malfoy?" Draco was part of one of the most known families in the following of the dark lord. He was handsome and smart, but also seemed sharp and angry all the time. You didn’t really talk to him, but you admired him from a distance, but you knew that you could never have a chance with him.

"You're a smart girl, so I'll make you a deal. You do all of my homework for the next month if I agree to be your 'boyfriend'. "

"You know what, done. As long as we keep our feelings to ourselves."

"Deal." He reaches his hand out for you to shake on it and you gladly do.

Your parents will be off of you for finding a good pure blood. Malfoy didn’t have to worry about doing homework. It was a win, win. Or that's what you thought.

"Remember when you meet my parents you need to act just like you would around yours."

"Why are there so many rules?" Draco groaned.

"Because my parents are strict. And acting like you do around your parents won't be so bad."

"I come to this stupid school to get away from them."

"I know." You keep walking.

"So what's the rules as far as what we can do?"

"When we get there you have to be holding my hand. They won't believe it unless you do."

"Alright, so like this?" He grasps your hand.

"No like this." You intertwine your fingers.

Draco nods, and you swore you caught him staring at your hands, "alright. I'll meet you at the station at noon tomorrow then." He stated before he hesitantly removed his hand from yours.

You smirked as you watched him walk away. You could tell you caught him off guard, but couldn’t tell if he was frustrated or if he was enjoying this. You immediately wiped the smirk off your face as you shoved how you felt towards him back inside. You both had agreed to keep the feelings to yourself.

Noon came quickly that day as you waited for Draco who was right on time. He took your hand in his and boarded the train. You two sat there the whole time in complete silence. He'd ask you the occasional question that your parents would ask like favorite color or favorite flower, but that was the extent.

You arrived late that night to platform 9 3/4. Your parents waited anxiously to meet your suitor. As you walked out their faces were in complete shock. Their daughter was with a Malfoy.

They hugged you and smiled, and introduced themselves to him. They looked at the two of you in complete awe. How did they get so lucky to have their daughter catch the eye of a Malfoy?

"So Draco, what got you so interested in our sweet Y/n?" Your mother asked him as you walked to a nearby floo network.

"She was the only girl that caught my eye. She was sweet and helpful to me. She was, how do you say, perfect?"

Your mother gushes in happiness, "well, I’m so glad that our daughter caught your eye." She smiles happily as she walks a little quicker ahead of you and Draco.

Draco looks down and fiddles with your fingers. It was almost as if he was trying to distract himself.

"What? You don't like it here?"

"No I do. It's just a lot."

"Makes sense." You lean into his side some, but he avoids you, it hurt a little, but you couldn;t let it show.

"What's the matter?"

"Nothing...l-let's just enjoy each other's company."

"Fine." You look down as you keep walking, hoping he just keeps a hold of your hand.

Truth was, he wanted to hold you close. He wanted to kiss you, to hold you, he wanted you to be his and his alone, but he knew that this was just a way to make your parents happy. You couldn't love him. No matter how bad he wanted you to.

You made it to your family home where a perfectly prepared meal was awaiting you. Dinner was uneventful though. Your father chatted away with Draco as you and your mom got a chance to catch up. Everyone seemed to adore Draco. You were happy with that thought, but you knew he couldn’t see you as anything more than an acquaintance, maybe, if you were lucky, even a friend.

"Well your father and I will clean up. You two are welcomed to head upstairs. The guest room is all made up for Mr. Malfoy if he would prefer to stay in a separate room.” Your mother stated. You were afraid she was catching on, but also you figured she was just trying to ease your father’s mind.

“Thanks mum.” You smiled and headed upstairs.

Draco followed you, pushing every urge he had to grab your hand, run into your room, push you up against the wall and kiss you. He knew he couldn't though. He wanted to respect the fact that you asked him to keep his feelings out of this.

You walk inside your room not expecting Draco to follow you inside, but he does. He closes the door behind him and looks around.

"This place is very lovely." He spoke up after a minute or two of taking in his surroundings

"Thank you," you smiled as you got your pajamas out.

"Are you sure you’re okay with lying to your parents?"

"I am. Are you okay with it?” You asked not knowing what he meant by it.

"Not really. I was okay with it in the beginning, but now I can’t help but look at you and wish this was all real. You know how hard it has been to keep how I have felt to myself, but because you asked me to keep my feelings out of this, I’m respecting that!" Draco started to shout.

"Shhh. Keep it down,” you said, gesturing for him to lower his voice, “I think we just need to rest. We’re both tired and it’s getting to us. We can finish this conversation in the morning. Now come on.” You gestured for him to get into bed.

"You're not mine to sleep next to. You're not,” his voice broke and your heart ached for him, “you're just using me to please them. You probably won't talk to me for the remainder of the year and we'll go on being perfect strangers."

"Like it was meant to be." You whisper.

"It doesn't have to be like that." He walked over and cupped your face.

"Yes it does,” you moved his hands from your face, “you're a Malfoy, I'm a nobody. So let's get this week over with so we can go back to being perfect strangers."

"I don't want to be perfect strangers," He gently gripped your chin between his thumb and pointer finger, “I want to be yours. I will wait as long as it takes for you to realise that.”

"You can’t be. If your parents found out we were together, they would take you away, or threaten my family. They would never allow a relationship to blossom between us.”

Draco sighs. He knew you were right. You were nobody to his family, but you were somebody to him.

"Let's just get through this week and we can see where it goes from there."

"Are there any boundaries?" Draco spoke, almost whispering, keeping your chin in a gentle grip.

"Why?"

"Just want to know."

"Not that I know of."

You could barely get those words out before he leaned in, closing the space between the two of you, his lip gently encompassing yours in a kiss. You freeze not knowing what to do, but you don’t hesitate to return the kiss

He pulls away slowly when realizes that you kissed him back. “I just had to know.” He whispered with his face still inches from yours.

"Me too.”

He lets go of your chin, “you want me to stay with you tonight?”

All you could do was nod. He walks over to the bed and hands you your pajamas, “go change. I’ll be right here.”

You smile while taking them, followed by him leaving a gentle kiss on your head. You walk into the bathroom and change quickly. When you walked back into the room Draco was waiting in bed for you. You happily walked over and crawled in as his warmth embraced you. This definitely was a feeling you could get used to.

The week went by quicker than you wanted and soon you two were back at Hogwarts. Draco hated being back because he knew that things would be different between you two. That he would never get to hold you in his arms again, or kiss your soft lips.

Things went back to normal and you felt indifferent about that. You knew how you felt towards Draco, but you weren’t sure if he was just toying with your feelings. Your friends warned you after the fact that someone warned Draco of your feelings towards him. You honestly knew what happened over the last week was too good to be true.

Things between you and Draco were awkward at first, but you tried to push that feeling to the back of your mind. You wanted to be close with Draco without it causing issues, but that clearly couldn't be farther from what was happening.

Draco started to distance himself more than usual and he always looked sad. He never spoke; he just sat quietly alone. Draco wondered if the way he felt towards you was a shared feeling, or just one sided. He was upset that you just let things go, that you seemingly forgot how happy you felt when you were with him. That was farther from the truth though.

You walked up to him one day to maybe see if you could help. You knew he probably would snap and tell you to get out of his face. That the way you made him feel over break was disgusting and that you were too naive to actually believe he could ever feel that way about you.

"Hey," you said as you sat down across from him.

"Hi..."

"Is everything okay?"

"Was any of it real? Any of it?"

"What do you mean?"

"The kiss, the cuddling...all of it."

"Draco I..." The truth was, you wanted all of it to be real. It was real. You loved him with every ounce and fiber of your being, but the letters that were coming in from seemingly unknown sources, proved that things between the two of you couldn’t escalate into anything more.

"If you're going to say it was just an act I don't want to hear it. Because everything was real for me it felt real."

"Draco I'm sorry...but it can't be..." You stand up and walk away.

You both were hurt after that, but you knew you had to stop things before someone got their heart broken more. These letters were threatening your parents lives, and threatening to expose your lie. So you felt it was best to leave things before they turned too serious. Forget what happened between the two of you that week. You may have loved him, but you could never be together. Though you knew you couldn't help but feel the opposite.

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