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phas3d · 2 months

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hi i really love your works and i saw that ur req is open so if it's okay w u can i ask slytherin boys reaction if reader just give them something "just because" (maybe flowers, accessory, plushy, etc. and reader said they just reminded them of the boys), which they think is very unusual since supposed to be it's them who should give presents to you since u r the most wonderful person they have.

Just Because || Slytherin Boys

type :: fluff

tw/cw :: none

contains :: draco malfoy, tom riddle, mattheo riddle, theodore nott, lorenzo berkshire

summary :: you gift them something randomly and they're all traumatized so they don't know how to react

DRACO MALFOY

He's pretty used to getting random gifts from his parents as a reward or an apology

So when you give him two brand new ties from his favorite brand, he's confused

He can't recall any fights with you within the past few days

And he also hasn't done anything "reward-able" within a while

So he instantly assumes you must have done something bad

He gets anxious and asks you what the gift was for

When you say it's "just because" he doesn't believe you

Asks you more questions and your replies don't help him understand

Once you fully explain that you got him those just because you love him, no other reason, he's shocked

"Oh wow, well thank you then. I'll get you something soon too."

You reassure him that he doesn't need to but he insists

Comes to you the next day with a stack of boxes filled with purses, heels, dresses, and more

TOM RIDDLE

"Why?" He asks instantly as you hand him the box of chocolates

He's fully convinced you're either trying to

A.) Spike him with a lotion potion (which he doesn't think is needed)

B.) Spat in it and wiped your boogers on it because he did something bad

The first one is due to his past of girls trying to get him to like them because even though he was evil and emo, he was still hot

The second one is due to Mattheo traumatizing him as a kid by doing every gross action possible in order to call dibs on food

You explain that you did it because you love him and that's it

But he doesn't trust you fully yet

He cuts open all of the chocolates one by one, putting them under a microscope

He does this for about an hour before he finally realizes that you were right, it's just plain chocolate for him

"Thank you." He says as he eats one, making you smile that he finally tried it

The next day, he does the same for you except WAY more expensive

Brand new purses, heels, dresses, and makeup all for you

If you reject it, he'll just force you to take it by slowly sneaking it into your wardrobe

MATTHEO RIDDLE

Knows about this purely from romantic movies and TikTok

He was fully convinced it was just a girl thing and that guys never got it back

So when you get him a pair of brand new shoes, he's confused

"It's not my birthday yet?" He's trying to think of why this gift is for him

Thinks it's a prank at first

Tom used to give Mattheo "gifts" when they were younger and eventually those "gifts" would light on fire, get glued onto his skin, or morphed into something hideous

He's super cautious at first to even touch the shoes because he thinks it might bite him

Tom really traumatized him (canon older sibling event)

But when you coax him enough to trust you, he tries the shoes on and loves it

Wears it 24/7 and brags to everyone that you got him them

He then realizes he should gift you something too as a surprise

So he gets you a cute plushie and some cute hair accessories

Always feels so proud when you wear his hair accessories

This sparks an addiction in him, kinda like a gambling addiction LMAO

Starts to buy a bunch of clothes, shoes, accessories, and more just so you can always be wearing something he got

It's like claiming you as his and showing off to other guys that if they wanna steal you from him, they gotta spoil you rotten

THEODORE NOTT

Before his mom passed, he was raised to always treat a woman like a queen

His father, despite being a raging death eater and murderer, also believed the "happy wife, happy life" phrase

So his father would make sure to force Theo to gift his mother flowers, "pay" for his mother's meals with his father's card, and more

With you, he's no different except now he does it with his own money

Buys you flowers, chocolates, pays for all the dates you go on, etc

So when you surprise him with a fully planned date that you paid for in advance, he's super shocked

"But why? That's my job :(" He's genuinely upset that you did this

Thinks that you weren't happy with the dates and gifts he gotten you

But you explain that you loved those all but you wanted to treat HIM for once

And he's so flattered, he gets all giddy - Like "Awww shuckss" kinda giddy LOL

Enjoys the whole night with you and treats you out to an even more fun date next week

It becomes a little schedule for you guys, that you take turns planning your weekly dates

LORENZO BERKSHIRE

Was never treated to much as a child since his parents left him in the care of the Malfoys

Of course they cared for him and were super kind, but they would obviously gift their own child the better toys and foods instead of him

He grew up knowing that this was normal, so when you gifted him something super lavish for once, he was paranoid

He instantly assumes that you got an even better gift for someone else

But you shut down his worries and say it's just for him

But now knowing that it was just for him, he feels guilty for some reason - as if he's not supposed to have this

Tries to gift it back to you and deny it but you insist

Will keep fighting with you until you smack him on the head and yell at him to just accept it

He'll accept it, but he always feels some guilt attached to it since he doesn't feel worthy of you buying him anything expensive

But you reassure him that you wanted to get him a gift because of how amazing of a boyfriend he is to you

So he'll accept it, finally, but he definitely buys you something next time you two go out

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s9fti3 · 23 days

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Draco Malfoy Headcannons!!

• He has a locket necklace that is hidden somewhere in his dorm room of the confession note that you had given him in 4th year. He never gave you a chance until the near end of 4th year, early 5th year.

• He cried in your arms for days on end after getting the dark mark- he was absolutely sure that you would leave him, yet you didn’t, that was something he never understood.

• A dark heart just needs a little fixing, and that was him. You had soften the heart of Draco Malfoy, giving him a fresh perspective of life, what was going on and what there was to come.

• At first he was so nervous to introduce you to his friend group because he thought that you wouldn’t like them or they would think you weren’t enough for Draco, but you had actually fitted in better with the group than anyone who else had tried to join years before.

• Draco loves to hand you little notes during class to distract you and to watch your smile appear on your face as you read the sweet words he wrote in the note:

‘Hey pretty girl, I just want you to know I was thinking about you this morning when I saw Neville walking past me with some flowers that he was bringing to the greenhouse. I also thought of you when I smelled the coffee that Blaise had poured this morning at breakfast. You should spend the night at my dorm, maybe watch the sunrise with me?- Love, Draco’

• After dating you for a year, he didn’t care what others thought of relationship between him and you. Nobody would expect it, but Draco Malfoy had fallen in love. He had fallen hard in love with You.

• Smells like apple, cinnamon, old books and coffee.

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dreamingonfilm · 1 year

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✧˖*°࿐ Cramps | D.M

Draco Malfoy x f!reader, fluff

Summary: In which Draco takes care of you whilst you’re on your period.

Request: Yes

w/c: 1.1K

You groaned once more as you rolled over in bed, grabbing hold of your covers and bringing them above your head to try and muffle the sound of your roommates talking. On most days, you’d be right there alongside them, complaining about your most recent potions assignment and gossipping about who is taking who to the upcoming Yule ball. But today, all you wanted to do was lay in bed, curl up in a ball, and die; any means of escape necessary to help ease the pain that was going on in your uterus.

It was already noon, and you were still in bed. You had no plans on leaving soon, even if it meant sacrificing your weekend trip to Hogsmeade that you had been planning for the past few weeks. Your friends only giving you looks of sympathy, as they started grabbing hold of all their things, getting ready to leave for the day.

“Are you sure you don’t want to come with us?” One of the girls asked you, as the group started heading for the door.

“Yes, I’m sure,” you squeak out, “I don’t think it’s going to get any better any time soon. Can you just tell Draco I’m not going?”

They give you a small nod as they close the door behind them. The room finally silent after a full morning of chatter, at last you could take a nap.

You bury yourself deeper into your sheets as you try and find a more comfortable position. The warmth of the blankets hugging your body as you found yourself drifting further and further into sleep. Nothing could disturb you now.

Nothing except for Draco that is.

The door flung open, a loud bang ricocheting off the walls, as he rushed over to your side. A worried look plastered on his face as he went to put his palm on your forehead. A look of confusion now taking over once he realized you weren’t actually ill.

“What’s wrong, (Y/N)?” he asked, going in to give you a kiss on the cheek, “the girls told me that you were sick so I decided to stay behind as well. But you don’t seem ill.”

You didn’t know whether to be angry at him for disturbing you, or appreciative of the fact that he cared about your well-being. You sat yourself up from the bed, a cramp hitting you as you did so, causing you to let out a little yelp in pain and clutch your stomach. Draco gave you a look of sympathy as he realized what was wrong.

“I’m not sick Draco,” you let him know, “just on my period.”

He let out a small hum and gave you a gentle kiss on the nose. It was days like these that you were thankful for the blonde, mean-eyed, Slytherin boy that you were able to call your boyfriend. It was no surprise to you as to why so many people saw Draco as cold, you weren’t a stranger to his rude remarks and cold glances, but thankfully throughout your years at Hogwarts, Draco and you managed to develop a strong and unbreakable bond. One that gave him the confidence to show you this soft side of him, and for this you were grateful.

So, by routine, the boy got up from your side and started heading out the door.

“I’ll be back with your tea and a pumpkin pastry.” He put his hand to the knob and started stepping out.

“Wait!” You interrupted. He turned around and gave you a confused look. It became habitual for him to get you tea and sweets whenever you were sick or during your period, and usually you were okay with him leaving you for just a few minutes.

“Do you need anything else?”

“No, just, for the tea,” you hid a shy smile in midst of his concerned gaze, “just remember to add honey and tw–”

“Two sugarcubes, but not the ones from the first cabinet, the ones hidden behind the ugly flower vase near the window.” He finished your sentence. It was such a small and silly thing to be flustered about, especially since it is something that happens so often, but right now, all you could think about was the fact that he was in your room taking care of you and that he remembered how you like your tea.

“I’d be a terrible boyfriend if I didn’t remember. I’ll be back soon, my sweet.” He came back up next to you and gave you a kiss, turning around and then finally exiting the room.

—-

Twenty minutes later your boyfriend finally returned. In his hands your tea, some sweets, and one of his sweaters. He gave you a flashy grin as he came to your side, placing the things down on your bedside table.

“Drink this,” he handed you the tea, “It will make you feel better.”

You grab hold of the small cup and start drinking it. Groaning and trying to resist the urge to curl up into a fetal position every few moments from the constant cramping. “Thank you Dray, but I don’t think the pain is going to go away soon.”

The boy took the now empty cup and set it aside. He pushed a stray strand of hair away from your face and behind your ear as he went to lay down next to you. Peppering your face with kisses as you laughed in between, almost forgetting about the ache. “Is it really that bad?” He asked.

“Mhm.” You let out sweetly, bringing yourself close to him to try and capture some of his warmth. He smelt of mint and mahogany, a scent that you knew all too well. The boy grabbed the sweater from your bedside and handed it to you, watching as you put it over your tank top. He grabbed hold of your hands and started rolling up the sleeves.

“Then,” he finally finished rolling the sleeves and gave you a small kiss, “I guess I will stay with you until you feel better.”

“Even if it’s for the rest of the week?” You asked him, taking notice of how soft his gaze has become.

He closed the small remaining space between you. Both of your bodies glued together as he hummed your favorite song into your ear. Forgetting about your missed Hogsmeade trip, as well as the Pumpkin Pastries that were now going cold on your bedside, he responded,

“Especially if it means the rest of the week.”

And you didn’t doubt his words for a second.

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theosbaby · 3 months

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birthday princess

stepbro!draco malfoy x fem!reader

masterlist

part one ;; off-limits

summary; it's your nineteenth birthday and your stepbrother gives his favorite girl a very special birthday present.

warnings; college!au, innocent!reader, dom!draco, sub!reader, stepcest, SMUT, oral sex (fem receiving), p in v, lots of praising and (shitty) dirty talk, unprotected sex (wrap it up everybody!)

author's note; english isn't my first language, so you might find mistakes. i'm kinda obsessed with stepbrother!draco lately, so i'm gonna make this a series... hope you like it!

you were back in college, the new semester had just started after christmas break and you were forced to return to your usual rutine; which you didn't want to, because that meant draco and you would have to be apart for months till you both came back home for summer break; drawbacks of going to separate schools, miles away from each other.

today, it was friday, and it was your birthday. your roommate had tried to convince you, very insistently, to go with her to a frat party to celebrate, allegating that "it was supposed to be fun turning nineteen", but you were far too depressed to party, so she ended up going alone; you just missed draco very much. you knew that what you guys had was very wrong, but you couldn't stop thinking about that night in his bedroom. the way he had touched you, the way he had kissed you, the way he had made you feel...

gods, now you were depressed and horny.

a soft knocking on your door brought you back to reality and you sighed, rolling your eyes. you got up from your bed, thinking it was just your roommate again —she tended to forget her keys very frequently. but when you opened the door and saw draco standing there, you almost cried.

"happy birthday, princess," he said with that sultry voice of his that you had missed so much.

he was carrying a huge flowers bouquet on one hand and a white paper bag on the other. he was looking at you with the biggest smile on his face, and you didn't hesitate to throw yourself at him to hug him tightly.

"draco!" you shouted, your voice muted by his flesh as you buried your face on the crook of his neck, inhaling his expensive cologne.

draco chuckled, returning the hug instantly. "missed me that much?" he teased, kissing your temple softly.

"yeah, i did," you muttered as you nodded. you pulled back slightly to look up at him with a cute blush and bright eyes, "can't believe you came all the way here just to see me! you didn't have to..."

"well, i couldn't let my favorite birthday girl spend her day alone now, could i?" draco asked with a smirk, placing another kiss on your forehead that time.

he stepped into your dormroom slowly, picking you up with one arm as if you were nothing to carry you inside. then, he closed the door behind him using his foot.

"i love you."

you smiled big, wrapping your arms around his neck and giving him a chaste peck on the lips; you couldn't help but blush as you did so.

"i love you more," he whispered against your mouth, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

he then set you down gently, careful not to crush the bouquet between your two bodies; you quickly grabbed it, smelling the fresh scent of the flowers. you did not have a proper vase to put the bouquet in, so you just settled it carefully on top of your desk.

"these are beautiful," you said; the bouquet was made of pink tulips, your favourites.

"i bought you a little present too, wanna open it?" he asked, giving you the white bag.

"yes!" you giggled as you took it and ran excitedly towards your bed.

you sat down on it while draco stared at you adoringly. with shaky hands, you took a little box out of the bag; it was covered in a pretty silver wrapping paper that you quickly ripped open. inside the box, you found a gold necklace with a heart pendant; on the backside of it, it could be read: "draco's little princess".

you smiled big when you saw it. "it's so pretty, i love it!"

"i knew you would." draco smirked, walking over to you and taking the necklace from your hands. he sat behind you on the bed, saying, "let me put it on for you."

he gently pushed your long hair aside to place the necklace around your neck. after that, he leaned in, planting a tender kiss on your soft skin. you turned around to face him, kneeling on the bed while you pushed your hair backwards again to show him how the necklace looked on you, your thin and tiny white singlet doing nothing to cover your body.

"perfect," he breathed out, looking at you with such intensity that it made your heart skip a beat.

his eyes traveled down to your lips as his fingers traced the outline of the pendant resting on your chest. you blushed, averting his gaze, as a smile tugged at the corners of your lips.

"don't look at me like that." you chuckled shyly, covering your flushed face.

"like what?"

he smirked cupping your face to force you to look at him, he was still gazing at you like he wanted to devour you. you swallowed hard as the butterflies in your stomach fluttered about crazily. you let out a breathy sigh, your lips parting slightly.

"like you wanna eat me up..." you answered timidly, your voice was merely above a whisper as you did so.

"you have no idea how much I want to," he admitted, a small growl rumbling from his chest. he brushed his thumb over your full bottom lip, causing you to gasp softly, then he added, "been dying to taste that sweet pussy of yours, princess."

you were a lost for words as his blunt statement made your heart race like crazy, you could feel your face and ears heating up from embarrassment but also from arousal.

"don't be shy, baby," he purred, leaning in closer until his breath fanned across your neck and he peppered your skin with little kisses, "would you let me eat your beautiful pussy? wanna make my girl feel good on her special day..." he asked with a soft voice.

you squirmed and let out a little whimper as you felt his hands moving down to grasp at your creamy thighs, pulling you onto his lap. your head tilted to the side, giving him full access to your neck. all that attention he was giving to your body was making you really wet, your pussy aching to be touched, so you nodded in response.

"yes, princess?" he whispered against your skin, nipping at it gently.

he pulled back slightly to look into your eyes, seeing the need and desire there.

"you want me to eat your pussy? use your words, baby," he questioned again, his voice husky with lust.

"yeah... want you to eat my pussy, dray," you muttered shyly, blushing at the dirty words that came out of your mouth.

"good girl," he praised you.

he gave you a small kiss on the lips before standing up with you in his arms to place you on your back on top of the bed.

"now, spread those beautiful legs wide for me," he commanded, gently caressing the back of your knees.

you obeyed instantly, looking up at him with big innocent eyes. your tiny shorts hiked up, barely covering your skin. he eased himself between your spread thighs, his hands trailing up your legs tenderly in search for the waistband of your pijama bottoms.

his fingers tugged at it to start pulling them down alongside your cotton panties. you lifted your hips to allow him to take off your clothes easily, and both items of clothing got stuck at your left ankle, but you just left them there, too eager to feel his touch to care.

now, you laid completely bare and vulnerable in front of him, your body shivering in anticipation.

"gods, you're so fucking gorgeous," he muttered, his voice low and husky.

he lowered his face to kiss your stomach, trailing hot kisses all the way down to your mound as his hands gripped your hips tightly. you whimpered at his compliment, your hand reaching to grasp at his blonde hair.

"draco, don't tease." you pouted, running your fingers through his soft strands.

"ask nicely," he purred, nipping at your inner thigh playfully, while he groaned in pleasure as you continued to tug on his hair, encouraging him.

"dray, please, need you so bad," you pleaded, your hips jerking forward; your clit was throbbing with need.

"very well, princess," he cooed, kissing his way up your inner thigh towards your sensitive pussy.

his tongue flicked out to tease your little bud before he sucked it into his mouth, groaning against your skin as he tasted you for the first time. you moaned in delight, pulling gently at his hair to push him closer to your cunt. the new sensation made your toes curl; you had never had your pussy eaten, and gods, it felt so fucking good.

"mhmm, you taste so fucking sweet, baby," he hummed against your cunt.

his tongue kept tracing slow circles around your swollen clit before he sucked it into his mouth, causing you to gasp and buck your hips. you cried out so softly, your pretty voice echoing in the silence of your dormroom, while your back arched from the bed.

"love those pretty sounds you make for me, princess," he praised between licks and sucks.

his hands gripped your hips tightly to hold you still as he continued to worship your pussy. you felt one of them sliding up and underneath your singlet to cup one of your breaths. you panted when his fingers toyed with your perky little nipple, that hardened instantly beneath his touch.

"draco," you moaned, grinding your pussy against his face.

"so fucking desperate for your stepbrother, huh?" he teased, "you gonna cum on my face, baby?"

he switched his attention to your other nipple, pinching and rolling it between his fingers as he continued to eat you out. he lifted his eyes to look at you, his lips curling up into a predatory smile as his tongue flicked against your clit faster now, knowing that you were close.

"yeah," you muttered in response between needy whimpers.

you breathed out, your chest raising and falling rapidly as you felt your pussy clenching and pulsing around nothing; the coil in your belly tightened, announcing your upcoming orgasm.

"come for me, princess," he growled against your pussy before taking your clit into his mouth and sucking hard. you moaned, your hips jerking up as he worked to pull your orgasm from you.

letting out a cry of pleasure, you came on his face while your whole body trembled. you couldn't help but arch your back from the mattress as you gasped for air. the feeling was so good that your vision went blank for a second. when you finally came down from your high, he slowly pulled away.

"that's my good girl," he purred, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

he stood up and helped you remove the last of your clothes before starting to unbutton his own shirt. panting, you reached to unbuckle his belt eagerly while he got rid of his dress shirt. your skin was flushed and your body still flustered from your recent orgasm.

"so impatient," he chuckled, pulling his trousers and boxers down before climbing on top of you.

he grabbed his hard cock to press the tip against your slick pussy, rubbing it teasingly as he leaned down to capture your lips in a deep, passionate kiss. you moaned into the kiss, your hips bucking against him while he teased your clit with his cockhead.

"you want this cock, baby?" he asked, his voice a deep rumble against your lips as he continued to tease you. "want me to fuck you?"

"yes, please..." you answered, wrapping your legs around his hips to urge him.

with a smirk, he thrust forward, burying his cock deep inside you in one swift motion.

"fuck," he groaned, feeling your tight pussy clamp down around him. "you're so fucking tight."

your eyes rolled back at the feeling, his cock obviously too big for your tiny cunt, but somehow he managed to make it fit like he did the first time. he started to move, his hips rolling in a steady rhythm as he fucked you hard. you gasped out his name with each deep thrust, your nails digging into his back as you tried to get closer to him.

"you like that, huh?" he whispered, "you like your stepbrother's cock stretching your tight little pussy?"

your cunt tightened in response to his words, your face scrunching in pleasure while you nodded, unable to form any coherent sentence. your face was flushed as you heard the creaking from the bed and the filthy wet sounds of his skin slapping against yours.

"look at you, all fucked out on my cock," he growled lowly.

you truly were a sight for sore eyes; you looked so innocent, but at the same time you were taking his dick like a total slut, making him go bloody crazy. he grabbed your legs to pull them up so he could fuck you deeper. you cried out, your eyes rolling back in pleasure as he went balls deep.

"you're such a dirty little thing." his dirty talk was making you so wet that you were dripping onto your bedding.

"oh, draco," you moaned loudly

your hands reached to grasp at your own thighs as he pushed your legs onto your chest; the new angle had your toes curling and your legs shaking. he was holding onto your calves, gently kissing your ankles. his grey eyes glazed with lust as he continued to pound into you, hitting that spot inside you that had you squirming under him.

"fuck, feels so good," he groaned, his teeth nipping at his bottom lip.

you let out a breathy whimper as you clenched around his thick shaft, saying, "i'm so close."

"let go, princess," he commanded sweetly, "cum on my cock."

he gave you one last hard thrust, sending you over the edge. your orgasm crashed down on you and you cried out in pleasure, your body writhing beneath him as your cunt engulfed his dick harshly. his eyes fluttered closed when he felt you pulsing around him, his whole body shuddering while you milked his cock, making him cum inside you with a low groan.

"happy fucking birthday, baby."

fuck you if that hadn't been the happiest birthday of your entire life.

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machiavellli · 4 months

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Some Lorenzo Berkshire headcanons˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚

Notes: after a month I made them. I am truly sorry, I am the ceo of procrastination. But I had so much fun writing those though, because Lorenzo is my silly lovely boy, I wanna hug him so bad, he too precious. And this song, reminds me of him so bad, like every time I listen to it, my mind immediately jumps to him.

Honestly I got a bit carried away, I wanted to cover maybe other parts, like how he is as a boyfriend, but well-. You read it and of course you can tell me what you think after :)

Pairing: Lorenzo Berkshire x reader

Infos: pretty much just fluff, possible dramatic scene, no use of y/n, Lorenzo being cute, mutual pinning, English is not my first language (please if you find any mistake report them to me!).

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Lorenzo Berkshire, the most precious slytherin boy:

You two first met when you were just children because of your families

And I don’t know about you, but I used to despise boys so much when I was little, until I was seven (or perhaps even eight), so I kinda imagine your first meeting to be not that charming.

Like little Enzo panicking because he can’t understand what he did wrong, why this little girl is making such a disgusted face for him

But as you two grow more comfortable around each other, he becomes your best boy friend.

You two have many chances to see each other during your childhood and you always tried to make the best out of each encounter.

The type of kids that would cry when they have to separate after playing all day together.

And also the type of children that would definitely try to pull a prank on little Draco, just for them to get chased down by Lucius Malfoy himself after and cry frightened.

But something inside you two changes when you both are forced into your first ballroom dancing class (I headcanon that all the high-ranking families in the magical society enjoy hosting elegant dinners and balls, so follow me on this)

The proximity between you two, the touch of her hand, totally make little Enzo go all flushed.

Therefore, that soft innocent crush in the heart of the two children starts to blossom.

You drew hearts next to his name in your diary, imprisoning your feelings at the edge of a paper too scared to burn at the sight of the light, too scared to show this growing affection.

Little Enzo would sometimes pick a flower from his garden, trying to build some courage in himself for giving it to you. But that never happens.

When you get to Hogwarts he is your rock.

Perhaps if you an introvert he is the one introducing you to people or literally bringing you inside a friend group.

Ever heard of the trope “extrovert adopts an introvert”? Like that I mean.

Anyway, the crush is still there, of course, but none of you dare to even consider talking about it. Because no one has the guts to risk losing their favorite person.

Lorenzo is very cheerful, a ray of sunshine, and as he grows more people start to notice. And that’s a problem.

You are jealous, terribly.

Seeing those girls approaching him, giggling like infants, even when you are right at his side, hurts you.

He always refuse them politely and you smile in you mind.

Lorenzo is such a gentleman and everybody knows it.

Always giving you his arm while walking, opening doors,

moving chairs,

asking “how did you sleep darling?” or “have you eaten today dear?”

hugging you every time you see each other,

Offering his jacket to you as soon as he notice that it is becoming a little cold

Listening you ramble for hours about your favorite subject or a book you just read, always with that delicious little smile painted on his face.

And if he finds you crying for whatever reason he will take you into his arms immediately.

Listening to you explain through your tears what happened, while one hand strokes your hair gently and the other your back.

Seeing you hurt has an effect on him, definitely will let a couple of tears slip while you can’t see him.

Lorenzo is an empath, he will understand you and he will comfort you.

Also I feel like his love language is debatable, but he will definitely like to touch you, to feel your presence concretely.

Even if you two are not together he will often try to pull out an arm around your shoulders, always respecting your decision to refuse it and your personal vital space though.

Perhaps, sometimes, as you are all focused making your pen run during your studies session, he will look at your hand, wishing to be able to linger over it without an explanation.

He is also jealous, of course, because no one knows how desperate he is for you, how he feels blinded by how beautiful you have grown.

He feels his eyes and heart burning when a guy at a party tries to hit on you.

The golden retriever energy is suddenly gone and Theo will pull out a worried look for his friend.

But you aren’t his, how stupid it is of him to ache himself for something he never had.

After another scene of this kind, Theo decides to ask him about this totally not subtle behavior of his. (You already know that I headcanon Enzo and Theo to be best buddies shhh)

It takes a while for him to confess, but either for the tipsy state or the exhaustion that this situation has brought to him, he confess.

After years, let’s say it happens in the 6th year, he finally tells someone, felling already a bit lighter.

Theo looks at him, trying to not laugh, but miserably fails: “mate do you need glasses?”

And then he explains to him that anyone can see that something is going on between the two.

That you look at him like he is the sun lighting your existence and so does he with you.

Perhaps it is time to act now, to not fear, to be brave.

He won’t ask you directly though, I see him more prone to writing down a letter to you

Pouring on paper his feelings, how exceptionally well you make him feel, in conclusion, his love for you.

The angel sent from above that you are in his eyes, that he always had and always will e have at his side if he seals with ink his emotions.

Perhaps it could look something like this:

My Dearest,

In the quiet corners of my soul, I've carried a secret for what feels like an eternity, my heart dances to the rhythm of your name. Amidst youthful dreams and uncertain tomorrows, your laughter echoes in my thoughts, painting vivid hues in the canvas of my days. With each passing day, your radiance grows, illuminating the path of my existence. Today, in this moment of bravery, perhaps taken by a Gryffindor spirit, I dare to confess what has long lingered unspoken: I adore you beyond measure.

Yours sincerely,

Lorenzo

And do we want the realization dramatic? Of course, is that even a question?

You recive his letter in a moment of privacy, perhaps in a quiet corner of the library while you are studying.

A first year approach you and quickly says “It is from Lorenzo Berkshire, he wants to know what you think then” before running away.

You look at the letter puzzled, looking at the delicate handwriting in which your initials are written on the outside.

You open the letter and everything just stops.

Only your eyes move, running desperately over and over again on the words overflowed by pure love.

How is it that you never noticed?

How is it that someone can love you so deeply?

The clock has continued its tireless dance for too long and you finally had enough.

There it won’t be peace until you found him.

An exceptional energy, filled with excitement, happiness and love, takes over you.

You suddenly snap, lifting yourself up from your cozy spot, leaving everything behind, because your real everything is in front of you.

The sound of your shoes, tirelessly beating against the hard floor as you run, is all you can hear.

People send concerned look in your way as you brush not so cordially their shoulder, trying to make your way to your lover.

The halls are full, the rain is once again pouring outside, you don’t even know where you are going, simply drove by the now fully ignited sentiment.

Lorenzo is repaired outside in the viaduct courtyard, waiting for his friends to be done with their smoking when he sees you.

You, bravely exiting the library annex, making your way to the viaduct bridge, looking left and right, looking for him.

Without a word to the others he starts running in your direction, the rain quickly wetting him entirely.

You are now both running, from opposite side of the bridge, people gathering around looking as the scene consume before them.

It is cold,

It is wet,

The nature is gray under the fog.

But two hearts beat ferociously, desperately trying to approach the other.

Your drenched hair flows with your movement, hands in a fist, your vision lightly blurred.

And in the middle of the bridge he catches you.

An hug full of every word neglect for so long.

He spins you around for has many years he had to wait for this, before he lets you go, moving his hands to cup your face gently as the rain harshly pours on you.

Eyes so desperate to crawl into the other’s spirit.

“I sense my letter has reached you” he will say smiling like an idiot drunk on love

You giggle, like the kids you used to be.

Because you have known each other for a lifetime, but only now he has found you.

“My dear, I love you” he will say before kissing you, warming your body, lighting your existence.

Everything faded then, from the cheers of the other students looking at the theatrical scene, to the screams of the various professor trying to pull you inside.

Your heart finally funded his.

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malfoyswand · 1 year

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𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬

pairing: draco malfoy x reader

summary: your best friend, draco malfoy, plans a surprise to ask you to the yule ball.

word count: 1.8k

genre: fluff

warnings: none, just soft draco :)

author's note: thank you to the lovely reader who requested this, it's my first request so i really hope i did this justice! also yes, i got a little inspired by that one gilmore girls episode with the 1000 flowers for the proposal lol

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"Mate, I think you're overthinking this."

Blaise Zabini reported his opinion of the matter, but Draco Malfoy barely comprehended a word he had spoken. The only things on his mind were (Y/N) and of course, the bloody Yule Ball.

If he was honest with himself, Draco was at least partially excited for the dance. He knew it was meant to be one of the greatest nights he may ever experience while at Hogwarts, but he wasn't sure if he would. The dance was only a week away and somehow, Draco found himself without a date.

If anything, the Yule Ball was making him nervous.

"I'm not, Zabini!" He spoke quite loudly, then softened his voice as he realized students had looked their way. "This needs to be perfect, alright? This is (Y/N) we're talking about, you know how I feel about her."

Blaise couldn't help but sigh, with a smile on his lips as the two of them walked to their Defense Against the Dark Arts class. It was quite a feat for Malfoy to tell Blaise that he had romantic feelings for his best friend, (Y/N). Blaise knew that Draco dreaded being seen as anything but tough to the world, the fact that a girl had this much control over his emotions spoke volumes.

"Exactly my point, Malfoy. She's been your best friend since first year, I doubt she would ever be disappointed or angry with whatever you come up with. Besides, she's just a girl. Just ask her to the ball like how you would ask a girl out on a date."

"Er.. well.." Draco began to speak, the hand that wasn't holding his books scratching the back of his neck. The two of them finally stopped walking besides the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, Blaise's eyes widening as he tried to hide his laughter.

"You're telling me that Draco Malfoy has never been on a date before? Merlin!" His laughter echoed down the chamber, earning him a scoff and a playful shove inside the classroom by Draco. "Sorry, sorry. I just thought that with every other girl in this school begging to be your date to the dance, you would've taken at least one of them on a date." His voice was spoken quietly, careful that the other students wouldn't hear their conversation.

Draco shook his head as the two of them sat down in their seats, pulling out their books and parchment. "No. I've turned them all down. They're just not her, know what I mean?"

"You're down bad, mate." Blaise smirked slightly to himself, whispering the only advice he could really offer his friend. "Listen, girls like being asked out in a personal way. You know the kind of things (Y/N) likes, all you have to do is make it special and she'll be swooning."

"Right." Draco mumbled to himself as Professor Moody began to teach his lesson. However, he certainly wasn't thinking about Defense Against the Dark Arts. Instead, Draco glanced over to where you sat across the room. He knew you better than anyone, yet he had no idea how to ask you to the Yule Ball.

That was when the idea struck him. The new bag you bought last week caught his eyes, he noticed the way the bag had intricate floral designs sewn into it. A memory replayed in Draco's mind. He couldn't help but smile to himself as he wrote on a spare piece of parchment, folding it into a paper crane before sending it your way.

Your hands caught the paper crane, grinning as you knew exactly who it was from. You tried to ignore the way your heart seemed to skip a beat each time you saw one fly towards you. On the piece of parchment, it read:

Meet me at the Astronomy Tower tomorrow morning before breakfast? - D.M.

You lifted his gaze to meet his awaiting gray eyes, your head nodding before turning back to the professor's lesson. Draco did the same, but his mind was already running through a mental checklist on all the supplies he had to get to make his idea come to life.

The next morning, you woke up wondering why in Godric's name you decided to meet up with Draco this early in the morning. The sun was just starting to rise outside the window, and none of your other roommates were even awake. You groaned as quietly as you could, practically tiptoeing around the dorm bedroom to avoid waking everyone else.

As you brushed your hair in the girls' lavatory, you felt the butterflies in your stomach begin to flutter around again. You cursed yourself under your breath as you tried your best to focus on your breathing.

Lately, being near Draco Malfoy has always made you more excited than you really ought to be. Of course, he was your best friend so you had always been excited. But now, even one glance at him caused a warmth to glow within your chest. The feeling was a foreign one.

As you walked through the castle towards the Astronomy Tower, that warm feeling in your chest arose again as you caught sight of him. He was pacing near the entrance door, mumbling as if he was rehearsing something. You cleared your throat as you walked towards him, Draco stopping in his tracks.

"(Y/N)." He spoke your name, his lips forming into a soft smile. "Thanks for meeting up with me, I know it's a bit early for you." His tone was playful, he knew you were not much of a morning person.

"About that, why so early in the morning, Malfoy?" You gently shoved his shoulder, he only laughed in response. He opened the Astronomy Tower door entrance, his hand indicating for you to step inside first.

"You will see."

You walked up the long set of stairs up the tower. You couldn't see the fact that Draco was a nervous wreck behind you, his hands having to wipe themselves on his slacks to remove the sweat from his palms. As much as you hated to wake up this early in the morning, you knew the views up from the tower would be gorgeous. Draco knew that the Astronomy Tower was, quite honestly, your favorite place to admire the landscape.

“Oh my..” Your body stopped in its tracks once the two of you reached the highest level of the tower. Your eyes couldn’t take in your surroundings fast enough it seemed.

It was as if every surface of the tower was covered in red roses. Somehow, someone must have placed hundreds of roses in vases, scattering them around almost every corner of the room. The light shining into the tower only amplified their beauty, it was as if each petal seemed to come alive as the sun continued to rise.

“D-Did you know these flowers were here?” You stuttered as you started to pace around the room slowly, your fingertips grazing upon almost every petal there was. Their beauty took your breath away.

“I did.” Draco bit his bottom slightly as he watched you, desperate to know your reaction. He couldn’t tell if you liked or hated them. “They’re for you, actually.”

Your eyes darted from the roses you were admiring to Draco, your body facing his. Although you were truly flattered, the idea of him doing all of this for you made your head spin with so many questions. You knew Draco Malfoy better than he may ever know himself, you had never seen him do anything this nice or extravagant for anyone before.

“You said a couple of weeks ago that you wish spring would come along so you can watch the flowers bloom again. Of course, it’s only December, as we can all see.” Draco answered your question, a slight chuckle falling from his lips as he pointed outside of the tower. More snowflakes began to fall, covering the castle with even more snow.

“So, I thought to bring the flowers to you. And I only assumed you liked roses, from your bag.” His eyes went from watching the snowflakes outside to your bag that was decorated with tiny red roses around it. Since when did Draco notice something so mundane, like a new tote bag?

“I just.. don’t know what to say.” Your voice came out as a whisper. Him decorating the entire Astronomy Tower with roses, just because you said you missed the spring and summer flowers, was entirely insane. You couldn’t come up with the words, so all you could do was step forward to hug him tightly.

Within an instant, you felt Draco’s arms wrap around your waist, his head resting in the crook of your neck. He closed his eyes, smiling softly to himself out of relief and joy. He was relieved and happy that you had liked the surprise, but he knew what he must do, even though it terrified him.

“That’s not the end of the surprise.” He said as he slowly pulled away from the hug. All of a sudden, it was as the boy became aware of every heightened emotion he was feeling. “But I must do this properly..”

Your eyebrows raised as you watched him turn around, picking up one of the red roses from their vases. If you weren’t convinced you were dreaming at the moment, you would have sworn you saw a small bit of sweat on Draco’s forehead as he looked towards you.

“I-er..” He took a step forward towards you, any closer and your bodies would have made contact. With a deep breath to calm himself, he handed the rose to you. “Would you want to go to the Yule Ball with me, as more than just a friend?”

Your lips slightly parted as you took the rose from him. You had slowly been falling for your best friend for the past four years, but you had convinced yourself that the Slytherin Prince would never fall for you. For four years, you had thought that he would never settle for you, when every other girl in this school begged for him just to look their way.

Once you realized you had failed to give an answer, you closed your mouth and smiled in his direction. “I would love to, Draco.” You responded, stepping forward once more to close the gap between you two. You pressed your lips softly to his cheek.

When you pulled away, you realized that Draco’s cheeks were slightly pink as his eyes widened. You couldn’t help but laugh slightly at the sight. Draco Malfoy was notorious for being the calm, collected one of the two of you. Seeing him as, essentially, a nervous wreck over you caused that warmth to be felt in your chest again.

“Who would have thought I could make Draco Malfoy this nervous?” You joked, attempting to calm his apparent nerves.

“Who said I was nervous?” He scoffed just as playfully, grabbing a few more roses to hand to you. You took them in your hands, smelling their pleasant aroma as you followed him back down the staircase.

“Malfoy, you were just as red as these roses.”

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hpimagines · 4 months

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Dating Draco Malfoy

Warnings: slight smut

Draco Malfoy, the boy whose rings feel cold against your neck as his fingers delicately find themselves wrapped around it, squeezing tightly.

Draco Malfoy, holds every door open for you; dramatic shocked face if you dare reach for the handle

Draco Malfoy, always making sure you have fresh flowers in your vase, which he of course gifted you so as to give you said flowers.

Draco Malfoy, knows every single one of your sweet spots- always making sure to specifically tease you with them.

Draco Malfoy, gets jealous when he sees you talking to other guys and it’s not hard to tell, them suddenly being cautious around you the next day

Draco Malfoy, genuinely listens to you, always surprising you with little things you’ve talked about even if only once

Draco Malfoy, the one who tells you to beg for him as his fingers so expertly play with your insides, already on the brink of an orgasm

Draco Malfoy, the one who moans out “Good fucking girl, taking me so well” as he plows into you relentlessly, your moans echoing in the room unable to think straight

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rafesmuse · 2 years

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ari’s 6k fic recs !!

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━━ dating draco malfoy

pairing : draco malfoy x reader

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── ★˚ ༘ ⋆ dating draco malfoy would be the childhood best friends to lovers trope (for me), how both of your parents adored the idea of you guys being a couple since a child, running through a field full of flowers, being shipped on by people around you but shaking it off and deny it every time, draco being protective over you and the only one who he likes being with at hogwarts, who is vulnerable around you, who is buying you a book and writing a note on the first page, who would spoil you with gifts just because and would be a better person for you. i just know narcissa would thrilled when she first found out that you guys are dating and insist on having tea time or girl's day with her (shopping, tasting sweet pastry, trying new tea, more jewellery) and is showing an album of photos of draco since he was a baby until his teen years and draco would be EMMBARASSED SO MUCH. study dates, skip classes just to have a quality time tgt, gives the best hugs, will comfort you if you're sad (the best listener), GOOD AT COOKING !! i feel like he would be a sassy bf and his humor is being sarcastic. his love language would be physical touch, quality time & giving gifts. it would take some time for you to touch his arm (where he has the dark mark) again because it is one of his insecurities, he felt ashamed by it but you remind him that he is not like his father and in the end he gave potter the wand. probably would let you colour the dark mark so it doesn't look that miserable and scary. FOREHEADS KISSES, HANDS KISSES, CROWN/TEMPLE KISSES, NECK KISSES, genuinely just kissing. stargazing date for sure and he would be a total nerd and would just be talking about astrology that he knows about and show it to you. give you a teddy with his slytherin scarf. would open the door for you to go in first and be like "lady first" or "you can go first, madam". saturday dinner with narcissa bc lucious is in azkaban (as he should honestly). oh, how lovely would it be helping narcissa with her garden on a sunny yet cloudy sunday with the two of you as you and his kids running around the garden. his favourite time at work is when his duty is finished so he can go home, to you.

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whorecrux-of-slytherin · 2 months

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Slytherin Boys try to impress you with their idea of an ideal date.

(part.1) : Draco | Blaise | Theodore

Warning - mentions of kissing, slight toxic behaviour if you squint. This is not proof read, so kindly ignore any grammatical errors or typos

a/n . I have only included Draco, Blaise and Theo in this because if I add the rest of them ( Enzo, Matheo and Tom ) it'll be far too long. But for the most part I'm too lazy to write for everyone in one go. I don't mind writing a part 2 if someone requests. Also yes I made the mini mood boards 😌

Kindly do not copy my work.

DRACO MALFOY:

Draco Malfoy is the definition of generational wealth, so there's no doubt that he'd plan something romantic and lavish to spoil his partner.

He's not the best at expressing his feelings through words, so he loves making grand gestures in spoiling you. This is his way to show his upbringing and heritage; that he is worthy of your time and can treat you right.

Firstly he would pick you up personally then gift you a bouquet of your favourite flowers & something exquisite, like some custom made jewelry -an elegant bracelet maybe.

He'd go all out and book a private roof- top classic candle light dinner at the most famous and exclusive wizarding restaurants with the perfect view of the Eiffel tower in Paris. He'll hold your hand across the table, gently rub circles and occasionally give it a kiss. He also arranges for a pianist to play your favourite pieces.

After dinner, he would surprise you with a suite at a luxurious hotel to spend the night together. He'd run you both a bath and wash your hair for you while you enjoy some champagne and the most delicious macaroons you've ever had.

BLAISE ZABINI :

Blaise may come off as the most unbothered slytherin boy and honestly speaking, he is. But not when it comes to you.

You are special to him and he'd make it a point that you know. To prove this he would opt for an unconventional but romantic date night idea.

I just feel that he'd know how to drive a charmed car and owns a wide collection of vintage cars ( few from his ex step -fathers' as well). So he would take you on a romantic drive in the evening on his favourite classic vintage Porsche.

Both of you spend the night driving through the night sky watching the city lights of London; making conversations about what you like the most about each other.

Then he'd make a stop at one of his favourite spots secluded from the city to spend time watching you gaze at the stars and cuddling to get warmth from each other's bodies while he hums a soft tune.

He'd then drop you home safely but not before he kisses you passionately and say those three special words for the very first time.

THEODORE NOTT:

Theo is the pretty boy of the group. He is no doubt loaded with money- their family basically mints money for Gringotts from generations (so duh-) but he doesn't like to flash it the way Draco does.

He uses the 'dead mother' card to pull girls but in reality, he is quite the player. Deep down he at times, craves for female validation or attention. So he surrounds himself with different girls every few weeks so that he wouldn't get too attached to them.

But then he meets you and he just knows that you're the one for him. So he chases you down until you fall for him and now he wants to surprise you with the perfect date idea.

He invites you to his holiday home in Italy for the first time. The place where he grew up until his mother's death when he was 7 years old. He shows you around the huge property facing the sea and telling you about his childhood adventure there and secretly hopes that he would one day get to spend his life there with you.

He would then cook you dinner himself. Spaghetti- in the traditional Italian way with some vintage wine from his family's vineyard in the countryside.

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Harry Potter (part 1) Recommendations

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siriusly-parker · 6 months

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—flor de maracuja [draco m.] —masterlist.

—tags. draco malfoy x hufflepuff!female!reader [angst, fluff, grumpy x sunshine, after the war]

—synopsis. The war left Hogwarts with few students and Draco Malfoy with even fewer friends. Out of the minority who came back to complete their seventh year, none of them seemed to be fond of his presence at the school, save for Pansy, who occasionally tolerated his company. They were scared and he was scarred. Loneliness consumed the boy’s days until an Herbology assignment and a Hufflepuff girl showed him it takes more than watering a flower for it to finally bloom.

—author’s note. updated irregularly!!

—chapters.

prologue. [intro]

chap. 1 [plant a seed]

chap. 2 [water it]

chap. 3 [watch it grow]

chap. 4 [watch it bloom]

#draco malfoy x reader #draco malfoy #—flor de maracuja.#angst #fluff #fanfic #fanfiction #imagine #grumpy x sunshine #hufflepuff #hufflepuff!reader #after the war #hogwarts #draco x hufflepuff!reader #flufftober #hp fluff #—masterlist.#masterlist

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sinfulslytherin · 11 months

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Cage.

SUMMARY: Your boyfriend cheats on you and Draco finds you in the Slytherin common room.

WARNING: mature content

(Angst)

I enjoy the view as I hear the leaves of the bush behind me rustle. A few flower petals of the Azalea fall to the ground, only to rot and fall apart in the future.

I hear some whispers and footsteps as I realize that someone must be in there. I watch curiously and wait to see the idiot that force's themselves into a bush.

My heart sinks as the person that exits the bush is not any idiot.

It's my idiot.

The idiot who I'll have to marry one day.

Graham steps out of the bush.

My question to why he'd do that answers itself as Daphne steps out from behind him. Her lips are swollen, her hair is a mess and her tie is undone.

My stomach drops as my eyes meet his widened one.

He didn't expect to see me here.

I knew from the very start that Graham had a thing for Daphne, or at least her body.

He kept annoying me with stupid rules to stay away from other boys since he didn't want a "whore" as a girlfriend and now he's the one shagging around.

A pathetic excuse of a man.

I stand in front of them and my eyes don't leave Grahams.

I fall silent.

No word escapes my lips.

"Well...I think I'll get going. See you later, Graham." Says Daphne before she leaves.

I don't have to spare her a single glance in order to know that a smirk is plastered across her face.

"Listen, Amara." Graham starts as he steps closer.

"Deep down you knew this would happen. So don't make it a big deal. I appreciate your...helping hand last night, but it' just not the same when someone unattractive does it." He says as he looks at me from the top of my head down to the tip of my shoes.

"I need this from time to time." Graham expresses as he looks over to Daphne who is already far away from us.

"What about my needs?" I suddenly ask as my eyes fall to the ground.

"What?" Graham questions.

I didn't even realize that my question came out as a whisper.

I feel like a bug in front of him.

A bug that he intends to squish.

"My needs. What about my needs?" I raise my voice a bit more as my eyes lift up to meet his.

Graham chuckles.

"The only need you'll feel is the one to please me in order to not get the shit slapped out of you. You don't get nice things, Amara. It doesn't work like that. Not for you."

Tears build up in my eyes as I freeze. But I don't pull a face. My eyes never leave his. I just stare at him blankly as I let him walk over me.

"I'll sleep at Daphnes dorm room tonight." He steps even closer to me and his face eyes start to burn up with anger.

"You are dead if you tell anyone about this. No one hears your scream, Amara. No one. Not your 'family'-" Graham chuckles as he says the word in a mocking voice "-and not your friends. If you have some anyone, I honestly don't know since Pansy and the others constantly joke about you when you're gone."

Graham steps a few steps backwards but his eyes never leave mine.

A disgusting grin is plastered on his face.

He steps away as he wants to leave but stops in his tracks as he turns back to my fragile figure one last time.

"Oh and don't attend dinner later. Nobody intends to see you there."

And with that he's gone.

I feel a few tears roll down my cheek.

Trapped.

That's what I am.

Trapped in order to please others.

I walk back to my dorm room in a fast pace.

I just want to lock myself up inside.

I enter the Slytherin common room and make my way to the stairs of the girl dormitories.

The first thing I spot as I approach the stairs is a girl leaning against the banister as no other than Draco Malfoy stands rather close to her.

I swallow the knot that tangle's itself up inside of me.

His eyes meet my red ones and I freeze for a few seconds.

"We are quite busy here, Caddel." Is the only thing he has to say.

I pass the two of them with a few bigger and faster steps and try to stop my tears from escaping my eyes.

I enter my dorm and slam the door shut.

The only thing that I intend to do is sleep.

It's 5pm but I want nothing else than sleep.

Maybe I dream of an universe that doesn't curse me.

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My eyes open and it takes me a minute to realize why it's dark outside.

It doesn't take me long to realize that I went to bed terrible early.

Now I am awake.

It's 1AM and I feel my head pound.

I groan as I sit up and look my empty dorm.

Memories of me and Pansy getting ready for parties crash my mind.

Memories of Blaise and Adrian pulling a prank on pansy and switching all her Slytherin ties to hufflepuff omes when she dated that one weirdo.

Memories of Grahams and my first kiss.

Where I still thought it's real.

I get up and leave my dorm room in order to escape my thoughts for a bit.

My feet carry me to the Slytherin common room.

I sit down on the big sofa that is places in front of the fire place.

I curl up in a ball and stare into the orange flames that rise up from time to time.

I feel myself shiver as I realize that it's colder than I thought it would be down here.

My head can't even process my feeling of freezing as I suddenly feel a blanket get thrown over my shoulder.

My head turns and my eyes roll back as I see Draco.

He walks around the sofa and sits down in the armchair next to me, surely keeping his distance.

"Can't sleep?" The blonde asks.

I grow annoyed by his weird behavior.

"Already slept a few hours earlier. What about you?- Is your little fangirl keeping you up?" I say in an annoyed voice as I refer to the girl earlier.

"She is. In fact, she sits right in front of me." Draco says as a dumb smirk washes over his face.

I scoff.

"Look, Malfoy. I'm not in the mood for your stupid mind fucks. So get lost."

Silence.

"Are you in the mood for a drink?"

Huh?

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A/N

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sailtomarina · 7 months

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Mare of Desire

cw: smut, sex pollen

“Granger, are you sure we should be out here?”

She ignored his question and tugged on Draco’s hand insistently, leading him into the darkness. He nearly stumbled on a tree root in her haste. He didn’t fancy falling flat on his face in front of the girl he’d just convinced to take his bid for friendship seriously.

“Granger, slow down.”

She spun around with a huff and smacked him on his chest.

“Ow!” Draco rubbed at the spot where she’d hit him. Why was she always hitting him?

“Oh, stuff it, Malfoy. I didn’t hit you that hard.” She smirked at the wounded look he gave her and he wondered for the millionth time why he liked this witch. She was violent. She was mouthy. She made him want to tear his hair out.

He also desperately wanted to snog her until she couldn’t breathe, until she slumped in his arms and he swept her up and dragged her straight into his bed.

First thing’s first.

“Where are you taking us?”

“Trust me?” The smirk remained, but her eyes had relaxed as she searched his eyes and waited.

“Against my better judgment, yes.”

The tiny uptick of her lips widened into a grin that on any other face might be labeled evil. Granger made it look inviting. “Then let’s go.”

Her hand tightened on his and she took off again at a more measured pace. They pressed deeper into the Forbidden Forest, and Draco tried to ignore the coldness creeping across his skin, tendrils winding their way beneath the collar of his shirt and curling into his hair. They were legally adults now. The centaurs would be well within their rights to treat them accordingly if they caught them, students or not.

He tried to focus instead of the girl in front of him. Her ponytail bobbed along as she pressed forward, curls bouncing, almost inviting him to touch them. She kept up a steady hike like she’d been wandering forests all her life. Draco considered himself fit enough with Quidditch, despite the past couple of years without, but even he was feeling a tad winded from their nonstop stride.

Just as he opened his mouth to ask her where she got all her energy from, she slowed down.

“I think it’s just up ahead.”

Draco peered past the surrounding gloom towards the soft glow beyond the small hill in their path.

“What is that?”

He only received a gentle squeeze on his hand in response. Hermione proceeded much more cautiously than she had first the bulk of their journey. Interestingly, the fear that had threatened to wrap him in a chilly embrace had abated. He wouldn’t say that he was warm, exactly, but he did feel strangely drawn to the light ahead of them.

They both gasped the moment they crested the incline. Before them sprawled a small, moonlit glade throughout which a field of dark purple flowers Draco had never before seen grew and cast a lilac glow all around them.

“They’re more beautiful than I expected,” Hermione breathed, voice reverent in her awe.

“How did you know about this place? What are these?” As stunned as Draco was at the sight, he couldn’t shake the caution that warned him that they did not belong. As a Potions Master, his godfather had instilled in Draco a healthy respect for plant life, most especially unknown flora.

“Luna found it.”

That revelation did little to assuage Draco’s wariness. It did the opposite. He backed up a few steps, and since Granger still held his hand in hers, she looked back startled at his retreat.

“Where are you going?”

“I don’t think we should be here.” Was it just him, or did the flower heads seem to all turn their direction as if watching? He shuddered at the horrible notion.

“You said you trust me, right?”

His eyes snapped back towards hers. All teasing was gone. In its place was genuine concern. She bit her lip as she waited for his reply, and he couldn’t stop himself from licking his own.

“Yeah.”

“Then keep on trusting me,” she murmured, brows rising high on her forehead in a plea.

Without any further protest, he followed her straight into the purple haze. The flowers along the path seemed to part and accept the humans who thought themselves safe. Neither Draco or Hermione brushed the petals that arced away even as wizard and witch continued their climb.

“Here we are.” She came to a stop in front of one of the mysterious plants. Unlike the others, with their vibrant violet petals, this one was so dark and swollen it might have been identified as a poisonous variety. Rather than drop Draco’s hand, Hermione turned to beckon him forward next to her. “I’ll cut it. Try to catch it without moving it too much. Keep it upright.”

He nodded his understanding and raised his free hand to hover in preparation. One severing charm later, and the bud landed softly in the palm of his hand.

“Gently now,” she breathed, watching him as he pulled their spoils closer. “One moment…”

She fumbled at her bag. While she did so, Draco found himself leaning forward. Why had she been so particular about the flower’s handling? His head bent as his wrist tipped, nose brushing against the opening. There was a fleeting fragrance, one he hadn’t noticed before somehow, even surrounded as they were.

Herimone popped back upright, jar in hand. “Here we are—Draco, no!”

He inhaled deeply, heady with a perfume both alien and altogether too familiar. Salty, tangy, sweet, fleeting, all-encompassing—

His nose was almost buried within the opening, pressed up against the stigma and its surrounding stamen. A painful grip on the back of his head yanked him backwards, sending a cloud of yellow pollen into the air around them.

Of course, Hermione breathed in as she opened her mouth to no doubt yell at him for his stupidity. The tight strain on his strands loosened, and she shuddered in place as she, too, inhaled deeply a second time. They stood there, sucking in lungfuls of pollen-filled air like a couple of addicts.

It could have been mere minutes, or hours. They were never sure. When they came to their senses, the moon still hung in the sky, the flowers around them still gave off their light, but the black specimen for which she had searched through the entire field hung limp in Draco’s fist, lacking its original turgidity.

“I’m sorry, I have no idea what came over me—” Draco turned to face her in his apology, but froze the instant their eyes connected.

Whatever caused the other flowers to glow seemed to now affect Granger, the same lilac shade radiating off her pale skin.

“Draco…you’re glowing…” she whispered.

He’d look down at himself, but found he couldn’t tear his eyes away from hers. Now that they stood close, noses brushing against one another in their inspection, he could see gold flecks throughout irises he’d once thought only dark brown. Thick lashes blinked, and he mimicked her action.

“I feel…strange.”

“Me too.”

They whispered to one another as if afraid someone would overhear them, but of course they were all alone in their glade.

“What was that flower?” His lips hovered over her own. He wasn’t quite touching.

“A Mare of Delight.” Her tiny puffs of air teased him. “It’s a—”

“Powerful aphrodisiac. It’s a myth,” he finished for her. He’d heard the stories. The boys always liked to toss back and forth what ifs about the legendary plant. WIthout even thinking about it, his hands slid into her hair, tugging her head back so he arched over her like a predator about to devour its prey.

“It’s not a myth.” Fingers grasped his collar and tried to tug him forward.

“It is,” he choked out, straining against her pull but not stepping away, either.

“Then why do you want to fuck me so badly right now?”

Her vulgarity shocked him almost as much as it turned him on.

“I wanted to before we even came down here.”

The moment the words left his lips, her eyes flashed and she wound her arms around his neck to yank him down to the ground with her. Draco struggled to not crush her with his weight, forearms dropping to cage her in beneath him, knee parting her thighs.

“I also have something to confess,” she drawled in a near perfect imitation of his usual unaffected veneer. She arched her hips up against his leg and he couldn’t stop himself from pressing back into her.

“And what’s that?”

The combination of her body pulling him forward and the pressure of his swollen need within the too-tight confines of his trousers had him mad with need.

“I want the same thing.” Faster than he could react, she dropped a hand between them and squeezed.

He didn’t think he’d ever seen her look so pleased as he jerked into her grasp. “Granger…” he groaned, still holding himself back.

She wasn’t having any of that. Both hands now at work, she tugged open his trousers and slipped one in to palm him skin to skin.

“Oh, fuck, I’m going to, shit Granger—” With a shout, he came, the wetness of his cum covering her hand and his own clothing. The relief was immediate, radiating outwards to his limbs and giving him a brief moment of lightheadedness.

She squeezed once more.

Fuck.

He was still hard.

Hermione leaned forward to nibble at his ear, her fingers continuing to stroke through his spend. “My turn.”

She sat up slowly and pushed against his chest with the palm of her hand, encouraging him to fall onto his back with her hovering above him. With a wink, Hermione tucked her fingers, one set clean, the other sticky, under the waistband to tug off his bottoms. A glorious mess covered his crotch. He would’ve been embarrassed if not for the way she bent down and immediately licked up the underside of his shaft.

“You taste delicious.”

He laughed in disbelief as she proceeded to lap up every bit of evidence until he glistened with her spit, the tip of his cock oozing more precum in anticipation of more.

“Take off your shirt,” she ordered. He raised a brow at her tone, but did as she asked, undoing the buttons and shrugging off the layers as she stood up to do the same.

The moon and surrounding flora only added to her light from within, the very tips of her fingers, nipples, and hair brightened by the force propelling them both towards one another. Blame the Mare of Delight. Call it fulfilled fantasies. They now followed a path that would not be deterred by anything less than a cataclysmic disaster.

He held out his hand in invitation. She took it.

Hermione straddled him, one hand positioning him at her entrance. Draco wanted to stop her, to pull her up and have her sink onto his face. She deserved nothing less than to be worshipped. He craved a taste, to drink in her essence and make her scream out his name from his tongue alone.

One warning look from her put such thoughts aside. He would sample another time, if she’d let him. He wouldn’t keep from her what she demanded in this moment; he didn’t have it in him to deny her. The barest brush of his cock against her proved he wasn’t the only one leaking from want. She was drenched in her own juices, and they liberally coated him as she made one pass, then two. She notched him in place before setting both hands atop his knees, then, with a sigh of relief, sank down to take him in fully.

Maddening heat. Pressure from all sides. A sleeve of molten liquid.

She felt like everything he’d dreamed, but nowhere near what he’d imagined.

She was more.

She was his.

Using his knees as leverage, she pulled up to the tip, then dropped down with force, grinding at the hilt and squeezing her inner muscles. They both moaned at the thrumming pleasure that held them over the edge. Only two strokes, and Draco was ready to explode.

“I’m so close,” she panted.

He couldn’t even reply, he was so focused on not finishing before her. Instead, he grabbed onto her hips and rocked into her even deeper. She nearly fell onto him in her shock, palms slapping down onto his chest to stay upright. The look she gave him begged permission, and he jerked out a single nod.

Keeping her hands on his pecs, she used him in her pursuit of her own climax. All Draco could do was hold on for dear life. She rode him with abandon, panting loudly, thighs quivering each time she slammed back down onto him.

“Un, un, un!” She’d lost her battle with words. He could feel her walls pulsing in a warning, one he took seriously.

He rotated his thumb to hover around the hood of her clit. She whined at the hint of his touch and he increased pressure to rub circles in time to her own thrusts. Hermione’s grip on his skin tightened, nails digging into the skin. Her mouth dropped open as she flung her head back.

“Ahhhh, ahh!” The moment she convulsed, he firmly grasped her hips and took over for her, lifting and bringing her back down to prolong her ecstasy. He felt his cock swell, then explode deep into her. The thought that he filled her consumed him with a rabid desire to possess.

He gripped the back of her neck to protect her as he flipped them over. She squealed at the change in position, hands flying out to grab onto the stems of the nearby plant life and hanging on as he took control. Even though he’d come twice now, he still felt painfully hard.

Keeping his hand behind her head, fingers sliding up and into her curls, he used his other hand to grasp her thigh and spread her wide. He’d probably leave bruises, but that made him mad with need, too. His cum in her, his marks on her skin.

His.

With that word echoing in his mind and need vibrating through his core straight into his cock, he drove into her repeatedly with a reckless desire to own her completely. He wanted her to ache with the feeling of him inside of her for weeks. His spend would leak past her knickers and drip down her legs and leave a trail for everyone to know that she was taken.

His heart pounded so loudly he felt deafened by his own race to completion. The closer he got, the more reluctant he felt about letting go. He desperately needed to finish. He never wanted this moment to end.

The twisted emotions must have shown on his face, because one moment he was in agony, and the next he felt fingers winding into his hair, palms cupping his face.

“Draco.”

The soft plea of his name caused him to slow. He looked up from her gorgeous bouncing tits, the nipples flushed pink, and fell into the pools of her eyes. He was drawn forward, his body pressing close, chest to chest.

“Kiss me, Draco,” she whispered.

Had they not…? Oh.

His mouth sought her own, and the moment they touched, he was lost in her, all worries falling away. Her tongue traced the seam of his lips. Upon the parting of them, she delved in and mimicked the rhythm of his hips, circling and sucking and shoving him right up against the precipice of his inevitable destruction.

Her kiss inhaled his moan as his release struck, sure and complete. He bucked with each pulse of spend coating her insides. She continued to hold him close as he groaned and rode out his pleasure until only ripples remained. With a final nip to her bottom lip, he collapsed, finally spent and all energy drained out of him and into her.

They must have fallen asleep like that, Draco’s body weighing her down, Hermione’s holding him close in acceptance, because the next thing he remembered was his eyes opening to the sensation of fingers tracing patterns on his back. They’d somehow rotated onto their sides, their arms and legs still intertwined.

“Fucking Luna,” he murmured. Runes. She was drawing runes on him. Protection. Devotion.

“I hope not,” Hermione teased in reply.

He huffed, still reluctant to move and dispel this dream they’d fallen into. “I’m yours, now, you minx. Unless that wasn’t already clear.”

Propping her head up on one hand, she looked down at him, a smile threatening to take over her expression. “Yeah?”

He found the energy to dart out a hand and tweaked her nipple.

“Hey!”

“Yours,” he affirmed.

Hermione sobered at his tone, bringing her free hand up to cover his own where it still lay close to her chest. She brought it up to drop a kiss to their knuckles. She met his gaze, eyes softening and a smile filling her features and his heart with warmth.

“And I’m yours.”

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10/7 "Sex Pollen" prompt for 2023 @hpkinktober Fest

Cross posted on AO3

This is my first time participating in Kinktober, not surprising really since I only started writing fanfiction last December. I'm still kinda shy about writing straight smut with very little to no story, so…yeah. Here's my attempt! Sex! Plants! What more could I ask for?

#hp kinktober 2023 #dramione #dhr fanfiction #draco malfoy x hermione granger #harry potter fanfiction #hermione granger #draco malfoy #sex pollen

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