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BTS IMAGINES; JUNGKOOK

Jungkook confesses to you~ Today was the day! I was finally going to be there for one of my best friend's stage shows! I'm usually too busy with school to go, but today we would get out of school early...and I'd be heading straight to his stage show! I got up and put on my school clothes and brushed my hair. I went to school, but I honestly couldn't tell you what happened...I wasn't paying attention. The entire time was filled with me looking at the clock and anxiously awaiting for the day to end. When it finally did, I rushed out of there and called him. "Oppa! School's out! Are you still picking me up?" I asked him, excitedly. "Y/N! Yes! Wait there." He replied, hanging up the phone. I waited on the sidewalk for what seemed like forever until I saw his car. I ran to it, not even waiting for him to come to me. "Careful, Y/N! You could get hit by a car some day!" He said, laughing as he got out. I ignored him and just threw myself into his arms. "What is this for? I saw you yesterday." He asks, puzzled as he returns the hug. "I finally get to see you making your dreams a reality. I'm so proud of you, Oppa." I replied, trying not to get emotional. I'd watch him as he worked his ass off in the studio, and I was always there to give him a towel or a water bottle or whatever he wanted...so being able to see him make his dreams come true on the stage was an emotional thing for me. He smiled widely and opened the car door for me. I slid in, and he did too. He drove to the show as we blasted music and sang to it, loudly. When we got there, we ducked past some guards and got through the back door. "Finally, Jungkook! Make-up time." The makeup artist said, stopping him and beginning to do his makeup. I was just watching as Jungkook got his make-up done, admiring the work. "Hello, Y/N! I've heard a lot about you!" The artist said when she was done, giving me a warm smile. "Hi!" I responded, returning the smile. She walked away to do whatever, and I turned to Jungkook. "You're going to kill it. I have to go to my seat! I love you, Oppa!" I told him, hugging him tightly. "I'll look for you!" He replied as I hurried away. When I got there, all I could do was cry. Thousands of fans waving ARMY lights as they sang my best friend's song made me realize that Jungkook had done one thing. He made it. The boy that I met when I was in first grade and he was in fourth was now getting ready to sing in front of thousands of people. I couldn't help but shed tears. When the show finally started, all I remember is listening to fan chants and locking eyes with him as I cried my eyes out. When the show ended, Jungkook was the first to speak. "Tonight is very special to me. As you all know, I've been friends with Y/N for years and years, and today..." He started. He cut himself short, wiping his eyes with a towel as he began to cry a little bit. "Don't cry, Oppa!" I shouted to him, ignoring my own tears. "And today she came to see me. For the first time ever. I can't ignore what I've been ignoring anymore. Seeing her face in the crowd makes me realize that she isnt just a face in the crowd. She's my Y/N." He said, pausing to wipe his eyes again as the members comfort him and the crowd shouts. The girls around me were hugging me, trying to stop me from crying. My best friend's fandom is the absolute sweetest. "And to my Y/N....I love you. Not like a friend would love another friend. I love you like a boyfriend loves his girlfriend. Will you be my girlfriend...my Y/N?" He asks, wiping his eyes and trying to hide his blush. The girls hugged me more as I said my response that made the crowd scream crazily. "Yes!"

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i love him

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my little euphoria 💫

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Nicknames: Drarry

Hermione, interrogating Draco about his relationship with Harry: Do you two call each other cute names?

Draco, tired of this bs: No

Hermione, not convinced: ... mhm... What do bees make?

Draco, confused: ... honey?

Harry, from the kitchen: Yeah?

Hermione: Don't ever lie to me again.

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Trueee

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10 Reasons to Read Harry Potter

1. Draco Malfoy

2. The story is wonderful.

3. Draco Malfoy

4. It has magic, and everyone loves magic.

5. Draco Malfoy

6. Lovely characters.

7. Draco Malfoy

8. Ships of all types.

9. Draco Malfoy

10. The whole world have readen it, why wouldn't you?

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i made a thing because i’m passive aggressive

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Not only that, she makes it seem like all Slytherins are automatically terrible people. My brother is in Slytherin, and he turned out all right. I love your books, J.K., but your personality is shit.

J.k.Rowling: I don’t understand how there are people who like the Slytherin house when they are bullies

Me: hey, don’t blame me because of your bad writing to bring deepness to the characters

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Need Help? / Harry Potter x Female OC

This is chapter one of a (hopefully) long series. This is a Harry Potter fanfiction x Female OC, who is also the niece of Remus Lupin (Moony). Here's the first part. ______________ Rosa's POV "You can do magical things Rosa. Make us proud!" My parents say, before leaving me to board the Hogwarts Express. Ive always known I was a witch, my whole family for generations upon generations have been witches and wizards. I don't feel extra special for being a pure-blood, I feel like I would've done just fine if I was muggle-born, in fact, I sort of wish I was. Noticing all the compartments are full, I knock on the door of one that isn't. "Yes?" A redhead asks. "The others are full. Mind if I sit here?" I ask. "Not at all!" Another boy responds. I sit down, getting a good look at both boys. "You're a Weasley, aren't you? My mum works at the ministry with your father. Same department, too." I say, smiling at the redhead. "What gave me away?" He asks, laughing at his hair. "I'm Ron Weasley, and that's Harry Potter." He introduces. "Yes, I know. I'm Rosa Florawl." I introduce myself, smiling valiantly. "Like...floral?" Harry asks, his blue eyes glistening with curiostiy and happiness. "No it's more like floor-owl." Ron explains. I laugh, as Harry chuckles in embarrassment. "Aren't you famous?" Harry asks me, tilting his head a bit. "Well, I could ask you the same thing. However, apparently I am. Apparently you-know-who used some kind of very painful curse on me when I was four and tried to get me to answer some questions, but I never told him anything. After that, he tried to kill me, but my grandpa jumped in front of him and died for me. After that, he tried again, and but failed because something stumped him apparently, and then he tried it on you, but his powers were weak already from me, so after he couldn't kill you...he lost his power." I explain. "Are you trying to say you're the reason Harry lived?" Ron asked, raising a brow. "No, Ron, she's trying to say that after we both somehow lived, it got him really hurt. We're both famous for surviving, apparently." He shrugged. "Well go on, where's your scar?" Ron asked. Tucking some of my hair behind my ear, I show him my scar. "Wicked..." Ron gasped quietly. *Time Skip* "I hope we're all in the same house. Along with that Hermione girl, she was really nice to me in Diagon Alley. Do you know her?" I say, as we stand in line, waiting to be sorted. "Yeah, but she's not nice!" Ron said. Harry rolled his eyes with a smile on his lips. The boys and Hermione have been sorted, leaving me with the anxiety. What if I'm not in Gryffindor, like them? "Florawl, Rosa!" Professor McGonagall calls. I walk up the the stool, nervously. "Hmm...tricky one...you're hufflepuff, perhaps?" "Please, please be Gryffindor..." I whisper to myself, crossing my fingers. "Well...better be...GRYFFINDOR!" The hat yells. Beaming widely, I run over to Ron, Harry and Hermione. "Yay!" Hermione says, giving me a quick side-hug. "Well, what do you suppose we could do after the feast?" Ron asks, stuffing a sausage into his mouth. "Don't be silly, Ronald, classes start tomorrow. We read, of course. Study." Hermione says in a duh-tone. "No way, Hermione! It's our first day here! I heard we learn to fly on brooms tomorrow." Ron says, smiling. "Why would we need to do that?" Me and Harry ask at the same time. "Quidditch, of course! The best sport ever!" Ron says, his eyes wide with excitement. "Well my uncle Remus told me about that, once. I wasn't really listening, though." I admit, shrugging. Rolling her eyes with a smile playing on her lips, Hermione heads off to the dormitories. "I should follow. We should get ready for bed together, as I'm a bit of an idiot and can't do much of anything." I say, laughing as I get up, following Hermione. HARRY'S POV I stare at her as she leaves. I'm only eleven, I shouldn't like a girl...right? "She's pretty, that Rosa girl." Ron says, as we make our way down the corridor. "Pretty? She's beautiful." I reply, chuckling lightly. "Have you got a crush, Potter? Don't bother, a girl like that belongs to only the best." A cold, drawling voice says, coming from behind me. "Snot off, Malfoy." Ron says. With a scoff, Malfoy leaves. "Thanks, Ron." I say, nudging him.