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#cedric diggory x reader x hermione granger
volturissideslut · 4 months
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dating mattheo riddle hc?? pretty please 🥺
𝕸𝖆𝖙𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖔 𝕽𝖎𝖉𝖉𝖑𝖊
He doesn't have much good in his life, being the dark Lords son and all. He also doesn't trust easily
This means that when he finds you, someone good, who loves him, and he trusts. He's never letting go.l
Would genuinely die for you if push came to shove
Let's not even get into the fights he would get into defending you. He cherishes you, really, and has a dangerous lack of self preservation when it comes to making sure you're treated well
Though his grades are bad, he's actuattky really smart. It's just that he doesn't try
Seriously good at magic, especially DADA. If you're not good at it, he'll teach you. If your amazing, you'll duel.
If you win and beat, he gets really turned on. If you lose he'll teach you to be better
You're everything to him, he's going to make sure you can defend yourself
Gets all soft and mushy gushy when you're alone
He just becomes baby
Literally the embodiment of "🥺"
Wants you to pamper him, but he'll act tough and scowl. It's a cover up for his smile as he sits there with a panda face mask and you paining his nails metallic green.
You know that tiktok thing where draco gives you his ring? He does that. Puts it nice on a necklace to show the other guys you're his
But it's not a one sided thing. Nobody would dare say shit to him anyway, so he'll put on one of your jewelry pieces or scrunchies.
(please please please buy him a nice bracelet of give him one of yours. He LOVES them but would never tell or ask)
Give him flowers, please. He'll cry.
He'll call you princess and treat you like one.
But give him princess treatment back I beg
Is your personal hype man
BUT I MUST REITTERATE: IT TAKES A LONG TIME FOR HIM TO GET COMFORTABLE ENOUGH WITH YOU TO GET TO THIS POINT
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undrrcxxt · 1 year
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Golden Era P Links!
18+
warnings: p*rn, twitter, only the characters i know are included.. but if u want anyone added just let me know! just use ur imagination!! obviously they won’t look perfect but i tried..
i hate having things in my drafts!! so i’m going to post this and just add videos whenever i find them!!
<3=favs
Harry Potter
overstimming sub!harry
harry fingering you<3
tell me this doesn’t give virgin harry vibes<3
Ron Weasley
you slowly fucking ron
ron mouth fucking you
Hermione Granger
hermione eating u out
making out with hermione while she rides a dildo
Fred Weasley
riding fred’s face
this is screaming fred. the way he does his little hop off the bed
George Weasley
george fucking you
george getting you off<3
Ginny Weasley
ginny fucking u (pretend the top girl has red hair. she was just giving major ginny vibes yk?) <3
rough!ginny fucking you with her strap
Cedric Diggory
making out with ced
pegging cedric<3
cedric sucking ur titties
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slvth3rin · 9 months
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Dates
Harry Potter X reader , Ron Weasley X reader , Hermione Granger X reader , Draco Malfoy X reader , Pansy Parkinson X reader , Cedric Diggory X reader , Cho Chang X reader
A/N: MY FACE IS SO SWOLLEN FROM MY WISDOM TEETH HELP
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Harry Potter
Hogsmeade dates.
You'd sometimes just wander around, exploring stores you haven't been in before
Since his parents left him quite a bit of wealth, he'd buy you things from the occasional store
Laughing while you drink butterbeers
Hand in hand, you and Harry stepped into the cozy warmth of the Three Broomsticks. The bustling pub was filled with the soothing aroma of butterbeer, and the sound of merry chatter enveloped you. Finding a quiet corner table, you settled down, eagerly awaiting your drink. The frothy Butterbeers arrived, their golden hues shimmering in the dim light. As you took a sip, the enchanting taste danced on your tongue. Suddenly, a burst of laughter erupted from Harry, his eyes twinkling with mirth. Curiosity tinged with a hint of insecurity prompted you to ask, "What's so funny?" He met your gaze, his voice warm and genuine, "Oh, love, it's just that you have a little butterbeer foam on your upper lip." Harry leaned closer, his thumb gliding across your skin as he wiped away the foam, a blush rising to your cheeks. The subtle contact ignited a spark within you, a rush of warmth spreading through you, melting away any doubts or insecurities that lingered. Leaving the Three Broomsticks behind, you continued on a stroll through Hogsmeade. The quaint streets were adorned with twinkling lights, casting a magical glow upon your path. His hand enveloped in yours, you reveled in each other's company. Your footsteps led you into the enchanting store of Honeydukes, where the scent of sugary confections surrounded you. Harry's eyes sparkled with mischief as he selected a delectable assortment of treats. Sharing them between laughter and stolen glances, you savored each moment, cherishing the simple joy of being together. As the sun began its descent, casting hues of orange and pink across the horizon, you reluctantly made your way back towards Hogwarts. The tranquility of the evening embraced you, and the tender touch of Harry's hand in yours offered solace and strength. Gratitude filled your heart, and you found the courage to express yourself, your voice laced with a sweet, delicate characteristic, "Thank you, Harry. Today has been more than I could have ever imagined." A warm smile graced his lips, his eyes reflecting the depth of his feelings, "I think it's me who should be thanking you." In that moment, the world faded away, leaving only the two of you, bathed in the soft glow of twilight. Drawing closer, the tenderness of your connection encapsulated in a fleeting yet profound kiss. Time seemed to stand still as your lips brushed against each other, conveying all the emotions that words could never fully capture. With a gentle parting, you met each other's gaze, a silent promise etched in your eyes. The beauty of the evening lingered, imprinted upon your hearts, as you made your way back to the castle.
Ron Weasley
He's kinda shit at planning
He doesn't like "formal dates"; mostly casually hanging out
Like attending one of his Quidditch practices
Or playing Wizard Chess with him
You'd engage in playful (meaningless) banter and end up kissing by the end of the evening
Perched on the bleachers, your eyes were fixed on Ron as he effortlessly glided through the air during Quidditch practice. A sense of awe and pride swelled within you, knowing that he had recently earned the esteemed position of Gryffindor Keeper. Every swoop and dive of his broomstick ignited a surge of admiration deep within your heart. As the practice drew to a close, Ron approached you, his body glistening with perspiration. A radiant smile graced your face as you couldn't contain your excitement any longer. "You were absolutely incredible out there!" His eyes sparkled with a mix of gratitude and joy. Taking your hand in his, he guided you back towards the enchanting halls of the Great Hall, where countless memories had been woven. Finding solace in a cozy corner, you indulged in a game of Wizarding Chess. Despite your best efforts, victory slipped from your grasp, leaving you with a mock frown. "You must have cheated! That's the only way you could have defeated me!" you teased, feigning disbelief, although deep down, you secretly reveled in his triumph. A mischievous grin curved his lips, but it soon gave way to a tinge of vulnerability. "Hey, I'm sorry if I'm not the best at planning dates or making everything perfect." His hand gently sought yours, seeking reassurance. Your heart swelled with affection and understanding. Leaning closer, you whispered, "Ron, it's not about grand gestures or elaborate plans. It's about being here with you, sharing these moments that make my heart skip a beat." A tender silence enveloped the air, amplifying the warmth that radiated between you. In that sacred space, his lips found yours, sealing a connection that transcended words. The sweetness of the kiss encapsulated the depth of your emotions, expressing a love that needed no embellishments or extravagant gestures. Moments later, as your lips reluctantly parted, you found yourselves locked in an intimate gaze. A newfound understanding passed between you, unspoken promises dancing in your eyes. It was in this quiet exchange that you realized the true essence of your connection—an unbreakable bond grounded in acceptance, support, and unwavering affection. Hand in hand, you both ventured back into the bustling halls of Hogwarts, the echoes of your footsteps a symphony of shared dreams and whispered confessions. With every stride, the world around you seemed to fade away, leaving only the exquisite harmony of your hearts beating in synchrony. And as you embraced the journey ahead, your souls entwined, destined to navigate the winding path of love, side by side.
Hermione Granger
Study dates are the obvious answer, but I doubt that's all she'd want to do
I think you'd have to do a fair bit of the date coordination because she's kinda busy
Sometimes you'd visit the Hogsmeade bookstore or tea shop
But I think she really'd like picnics with you
Then, you can bring whatever additional activities either one of you would like
The sun was shining brightly as you led Hermione to a secluded spot near the lake, where a soft blanket was spread out, adorned with a basket of delectable treats. She looked at you with a mix of curiosity and excitement, her eyes sparkling like the sun-kissed water. "I thought we could take a break from the books today," you said, a warm smile gracing your lips. "A little picnic for two." Her face lit up, a radiant expression of joy painting her features. "That's absolutely wonderful," she replied, her voice filled with genuine enthusiasm. "I can't remember the last time I had a proper picnic." You both settled down on the blanket, the tranquil sounds of nature serving as the backdrop for your afternoon together. As you unpacked the carefully prepared sandwiches and treats, Hermione's eyes widened in delight. The aroma of freshly baked bread and the sight of colorful fruits and cheeses seemed to awaken her senses. She took a bite of the sandwich, savoring the flavors, and then turned to you with a grateful smile. "This is perfect. Thank you for doing all of this." You reached for her hand, intertwining your fingers. "Anything for you," you whispered, feeling a surge of affection for the brilliant witch beside you. With each passing moment, you could sense Hermione's tension melting away, her mind momentarily freed from the weight of her responsibilities. The peaceful ambiance of the lake, the gentle rustle of leaves, and the warmth of your presence created an idyllic atmosphere that seemed to wrap around you both like a comforting embrace. After finishing the picnic, you decided to indulge in one of Hermione's favorite activities – reading aloud. She nestled against your side, leaning her head on your shoulder as you held a book in your hands. The words flowed effortlessly from your lips, painting vivid pictures in your minds, and creating a shared experience that transcended the pages. Time seemed to suspend as you reveled in the simple pleasure of being together, of escaping the demands of Hogwarts for a stolen moment of tranquility. The world beyond the boundaries of your picnic spot ceased to exist, and it was just you and Hermione, basking in the magic of each other's company. As the sun began its descent, casting a golden glow upon the surroundings, you gazed at Hermione, her features soft and serene. And in that moment, you knew that this picnic date had brought you closer. With a tender smile, you pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead, silently thanking fate for bringing you together on this extraordinary day.
Draco Malfoy
Nighttime strolls around the campus
It's much more quiet and intimate, and you can truly see the beauty of the school
One night you could wander to the Owlry, the next to the Astronomy Tower
It helps you both get your minds off things
Though when you stay out too late, you've had a few close calls with Filch
Under the veil of darkness, the forbidden allure of the night beckoned you and Draco to roam the echoing corridors long after curfew had passed. With intertwined fingers, you moved with a delicate grace, stepping softly to avoid unwanted attention. Each stolen moment held a thrill that heightened the electricity pulsating between you. In the comforting embrace of the Owlry, your owls perched nearby, their feathers ruffled as if mirroring the intensity of your clandestine connection. The air crackled with anticipation, as if the room itself held its breath, cherishing the precious secret you shared. As the door clicked shut, a soft sigh escaped your lips, a mingling of relief and exhilaration. Draco's eyes met yours, mirroring the storm of emotions swirling within your own heart. It was in these moments, away from prying eyes and judgmental gazes, that you allowed yourself to truly be. A gentle laugh escaped your lips, the sound a mere whisper in the vastness of the Owlry. "Thank Merlin we managed to avoid getting caught," you murmured, your voice laced with a mixture of amusement and relief. You found solace in the way his presence anchored you, grounding you amidst the chaos of the outside world. You followed his gaze, peering out the window into the night. The moon cast a silvery glow upon the landscape, its ethereal light dancing upon the rolling hills and majestic peaks that embraced the school. The beauty of the scenery seemed to reflect the magic that enveloped the two of you. Draco's voice, soft yet filled with sincerity, broke the spell of silence. "In moments like these, everything feels so… extraordinary," he mused, his eyes never leaving yours. "It's as if the world outside these walls disappears, and it's just you and me." You nodded, your heart swelling with a profound understanding. "That's because it is extraordinary," you whispered, your voice trembling with the weight of the unspoken. "What we have… it defies the boundaries that others try to impose upon us. It's a force that cannot be tamed or contained." In that moment, you closed the distance between you, the magnetic pull between your lips undeniable. Your kiss was a symphony of emotions, a delicate harmony of tenderness and longing. It spoke volumes, conveying the depth of your connection and the unspoken promises that danced between you. Time seemed to stand still, the world outside fading into insignificance. In this sanctuary, surrounded by the quiet presence of owls and the gentle caress of moonlight, your souls merged, intertwining like vines in a forbidden garden.
Pansy Parkinson
Petting the unicorns together in secret
You'd see a softer side to her no one else knew behinds her outwardly "tough" appearance
She really liked girly/feminine things like unicorns but never wanted to be seen as "girly" or "dorky" so she never indulged
But with you, she isn't scared to show that she likes shopping, doing makeup, and petting unicorns
Under the veiled embrace of night, you and Pansy ventured towards the unicorn pasture, a place shrouded in enchantment near Hagrid's rustic shack. Darkness cast its cloak upon the world, yet the ethereal glow emanating from the unicorns illuminated the path before you. Pansy's eyes sparkled with a childlike wonder, her excitement palpable in the air. Amidst this tranquil moment, you turned to Pansy, your voice laced with tenderness. "Pansy, why do you keep this side of yourself hidden from others?" Your arm found its way around her shoulder, offering a comforting embrace. She released a wistful sigh, "I don't want others so see me as... I don't know. Weak? Sensitive?" She eventually landed on the right word. "Soft." A soft smile graced your lips, your gaze filled with adoration. "I think soft looks good on you." Lips tenderly met in a kiss, a merging of souls beneath the moonlit sky. In that suspended moment, the world seemed to hold its breath, as if captivated by the raw and profound connection you shared. The moon acted as a witness, its luminescence framing the love that bound you together. The unicorns stood witness to the beauty of your love, their presence lending an air of enchantment to the unfolding moment.
Cedric Diggory
Going flying on brooms
He is really passionate about flying, and even if you're nervous at first, he'd def warm you up to it
You'd get special permissions about curfew/flying permissions since he's a Prefect
He'd never abused them, but he'd be a bit more lenient lets say with you
The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm golden glow over the Quidditch pitch. Excitement buzzed in the air as you stood beside Cedric, his eyes alight with anticipation. Going flying on brooms had been his idea for a date, and though you were initially nervous, his infectious passion for the sport had melted away your apprehension. Cedric had used his position as a Prefect to secure special permissions for the evening, ensuring that you wouldn't run afoul of curfew or flying regulations. He had always been a responsible Prefect, but with you, he seemed willing to bend the rules just a little, the intensity of his feelings for you shining through. He handed you a broom with a gentle smile, his voice filled with encouragement. "I promise, it'll be amazing. Just hold on tight and trust me." Taking a deep breath, you mounted the broom, wrapping your arms around Cedric's waist. The familiar feeling of his body against yours offered a sense of security, easing your nerves. With a gentle push, you soared into the night sky, the wind rushing past, carrying away your worries. Cedric's infectious joy was contagious, his laughter echoing through the air as he performed elegant maneuvers. Gradually, the tension within you dissipated, replaced by a newfound exhilaration. The broom beneath you became an extension of your being, responding to your every command with grace. As you circled high above, Cedric glanced back, his eyes locked with yours, an unspoken connection weaving between you. His presence gave you the courage to push your limits, to embrace the thrill of flight without reservation. And with each moment, you fell deeper for the charming Hufflepuff. The night sky was a tapestry of twinkling stars, their gentle light illuminating your path. You and Cedric danced among the constellations, sharing in a symphony of laughter and whispered conversations. Time seemed to stand still, wrapped in the enchantment of your shared experience. Eventually, the need to return to the ground tugged at you, the awareness of the curfew looming overhead. But Cedric's gaze was filled with warmth and affection as he gently guided you back down, landing softly on the pitch. He held you close, his arms enveloping you in a comforting embrace. "Thank you," you whispered, your voice filled with gratitude and something more profound. He smiled, his eyes sparkling. "No need to thank me. Seeing you up there, so free and happy, that was everything." You felt a surge of emotion, a swell of affection that threatened to overwhelm you. In that moment, you realized that Cedric's love for flying wasn't just about the sport; it was a reflection of his vibrant spirit, his capacity to uplift and inspire those around him. With the night still wrapped around you, Cedric leaned in, his lips brushing against yours in a tender, lingering kiss. It was a moment of pure connection, a testament to the bond you shared, and the depth of your feelings for each other. As you pulled away, your heart soared, mirroring the flight you had just experienced. Hand in hand, you walked back to the castle, the memory of your extraordinary date etched into your souls.
Cho Chang
ASTRONOMY TOWER
She's a romantic to her core and loved stargazing with you
You'd head up with blankets, books, snacks, games, etc
The sound of approaching footsteps reached your ears, and your heart skipped a beat. As Cho stepped onto the tower, her eyes immediately locked with yours, and a radiant smile illuminated her face. The sight of her filled you with a rush of warmth and happiness. She settled down beside you, the space between you disappearing as if it was always meant to be filled. "Hey," she greeted softly, her voice tinged with tenderness. Her smile lingered, a gentle invitation to share this enchanting moment together. "Hey," you replied, your voice filled with affection. You couldn't help but admire the way the moonlight illuminated her features, accentuating the depth of her eyes. The night sky stretched out before you, a vast canvas adorned with sparkling stars. You leaned closer, your shoulder brushing against Cho's, as you both marveled at the celestial display above. "Look at that constellation," Cho whispered, her voice filled with awe. "It's like they're telling a story." You followed her gaze, your fingers intertwining with hers. In this tranquil setting, the world faded away, and it was just the two of you, immersed in the magic of the universe. As the night grew colder, you reached for the shared blanket, draping it over your shoulders and inviting Cho to share in its warmth. The closeness brought a soft blush to your cheeks, a mingling of excitement and nervousness. But in that moment, it felt right, as if the stars themselves had aligned to grant you this opportunity. Lost in the rhythm of your breathing, the connection between you deepened. Words were unnecessary; your hearts spoke a language of their own. And in the silence of the astronomy tower, you leaned in, your lips meeting in a gentle, passionate kiss. Time stood still, the universe itself pausing to witness the beauty of this moment. Your emotions swirled within you, a symphony of love and desire. It was a kiss that spoke volumes, expressing all the tenderness, adoration, and longing you held for each other. When you finally pulled away, a radiant smile graced Cho's lips, mirrored by your own.
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louvrr · 2 years
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touch starved | preference
hp characters most and least likely to be touch starved and how they act because of it in a relationship from both era's! multi x reader!
warnings: unedited, mentions of abuse in childhood
hey :D it's been a while! i wrote this impulsively last night and i hope everyone enjoys! also remember that this has fuckall to do with canon and that it's only my opinon. enjoy!
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all characters are between years 5-7 in this fic.
GOLDEN TRIO ERA
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HARRY POTTER
this boy has two dead parents, and spent the first eleven years of his life in a suppressive and unsupportive environment with a total of zero real friends
literally sat in a cupboard under the stairs alone
ofcourse he is touch starved but i don't think he knows it
when you've gone that long without something i think it's safe to say you would start to assume you don't need it
but when he enters a relationship oh my god
he's basically trying to compensate for the first 16 years of his life
affection 24/7 — hugs, kisses, laying directly on top of you for several hours. he doesn't care. it's probably awkward at the start because he's less confident about it but he slowly grows into it more and more
he just wants the connection
DRACO MALFOY
i definitely feel like he's also majorly touch starved but just in a different way than harry is
i think narcissa would have shown him some physical affection but usually only in the context where she needed to protect draco from his father, not just casually out of love
so he never really correlated physical affection with love in his mind growing up, and when entering a relationship he might even seem physically distant from his partner
he shows love in other ways, usually acts of service, but it just never crosses his mind that people embrace eachother out of joy and not just fear
BLAISE ZABINI
the slytherins really are going through it
blaise' perspective of love is definitely warped because of how many marriages his mother has had
i like to think she was somewhat affectionate but since she had given that love so many times to so many men, blaise started to see it as having lost its value
in a relationship, he would rarely give physical affection but on the rare occasion he did, you know it meant something
HERMIONE GRANGER
she's got a pretty normal, healthy muggle family
so i don't think she'd necessarily be overly touch starved since it's something that's familiar to her and she knows how to engage in it if she chooses to
but she definitely is a fan of physical affection because she knows how comfortable it feels to be wrapped up in a hug or to have fingers intertwined so expect a lot of that
she's so cute i love her
CEDRIC DIGGORY
he's literally got two of the most proud, affectionate, gentle people as parents
they definitely showered him with affection as a kid
he knows just about everything about physical touch as possible
basically he's similar to hermione. not really dying for affection because he knows what it's like already but is definitely big on it when in a relationship
LEAST
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MARAUDERS ERA
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REMUS LUPIN
spent a lot of his time growing up feeling ugly because of his condition and never feeling worthy of others touch, distancing himself from others
so when you show him that isn't the case
he MELTS
is definitely hesitant to initiate it and has no clue how to communicate his needs, ESPECIALLY when he's struggling, but you slowly start picking up on signals
when he's looking for a hug he starts unconsciously leaning into you a bit while you walk
and when he wants someone to hold his hand he, again unconsciously, picks up his bad habits again like biting his nails or picking at the skin around them
things like that
SIRIUS BLACK
most of his childhood was spent disagreeing with his families ideologies and practices
i don't think that would make him first in line for affection to say the least
but i oddly don't think he's dying for it either
sometimes when something important happens in a relationship he might give you a hug
but i don't think he's the affection out of boredom type
JAMES POTTER
similar to cedric, james' parents were both so doting and affectionate as well
so he always had a healthy relationship with touch, and it was definitely something he took for granted and he just assumed everyone had that kind of love available
he just loves it cause it's comfortable to him and reminds him of home
LEAST
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chloe-skywalker · 11 months
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Visitors - Viktor Krum
Viktor x Fem!reader Diggory
Cedric x sister reader
Warnings: none
Word count: 1,385
Summary: Viktor and Y/n meet only to meet again not long after. And her brother and friends approve.
Authors Note: My first Viktor Krum imagine
Masterlist
Harry Potter Masterlist
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Y/n had to admit being at the Quidditch World Cup was pretty cool. Especially since she got to go with her brother, father, and friends. It was also nice that she had seemed to catch the eye of a certain star player.
Cedric nudged his little sister, teasing her. “I think someone like’s you.”
“Shut up.” Y/n nudged him back looking down shyly.
After the game, Y/n had gone to the little shop portion of tents surrounding the arena. As she was exiting the tents she ran into someone.
“Sorry.” Y/n apologized before looking up.
“No, no I’m sorry. It was my fault.” Low and behold the player who kept eyeing her during the game was who she ran into. And now he was helping her up. “I’m Viktor. Viktor Krum.” He introduced himself with a smile upon his lips. She was even prettier up close.
“Y/n. Y/n Diggory.” Y/n mirrored his smile but she did look down feeling embarrassed. She just literally ran into the Viktor Krum.
“Did you enjoy the game, Y/n?” Viktor asked still having not removed his hands from hers.
“Very much.” She nodded looking back up at him. It seemed he knew she felt a bit embarrassed but he didn’t want that to stop their conversation. “You were very good out there.”
Viktor got a slight blush on his cheeks. “You flatter me, Miss Diggory.”
Y/n shook her head with a smile. “Please just call me Y/n.”
The two suddenly heard cheers and rants coming from behind Viktor. As the two looked over they saw it was his team. They both let out laughs. “Looks like I must go.”
“Me too it seems.” Y/n said also glancing behind her to where her friends were calling her over and goofing off.
“Will I see you again?” Viktor asked before she could go. He didn’t want to leave her presence just yet.
Sadly she couldn’t give him a good answer to that. “I don’t know.”
Viktor nodded knowing that with school and things that liked to happen in the Wizarding world they couldn’t tell when they might see eachother again. But he knew how he felt. “I’d like to.”
Y/n sent him a smile. “Then hopefully we will. I’d like it as well.”
Viktor sent her a warm hopeful smile as he let go of her hand and headed back to where he should be with his team. Meanwhile, Cedric had walked over and stood beside his sister.
“Does someone like a certain quidditch player? Or does a certain quidditch player like you?” Cedric asked smiling but not in a teasing way. He would support his sister in her decisions, always.
Y/n smiled shyly biting her lip, blushing. “Maybe a bit of both.”
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Being back at Hogwarts was fun and stressful. But apparently, this year was going to have guests. At least that’s what Dumbledore is saying currently.
“This year Hogwarts will be hosting the Tri-Wizard tournament. This also means we will be housing 2 other wizarding schools as well. Let’s give them a warm welcome.” Dumbledore said and once he finished the big doors opened and in came the Drumstrang academy.
It didn’t take long for Y/n and Hermione and the others to notice Viktor Krum as part of the school.
“Well, will you look at who that is?” Hermione smiled as Krum entered the great hall.Y/n had told her about their encounter at the Worldcup. “Cedric wasn’t the only one to notice the way Viktor was looking at you. Or you him.”
“Hermione” Y/n dragged out her friend's name but even she knew it was true. She and Viktor had caught eyes when he entered the great hall. Cedric had noticed to.
“Y/n you deserve to find love. If that happens to be with the great Viktor Krum then let it.” Hermione encouraged. She would love to see Y/n happy and in love, the girl deserved it.
“You're supporting this?” Y/n asked with raised brows in shock before sneaking a quick glance towards the Drumstrang boys.
“Absolutely.” Hermione nodded, smiling mischievously. “I also think Cedric is supporting it as well.”
“Yeah, isn’t that odd?” Ron asked with his mouth full of food.
“Yeah, shouldn’t he be all protective over you?” Harry also questioned. Cause wasn’t that normal for siblings?
“Oh, he will be if anything happens but he’s also very supportive.” Y/n explained smiling over at her brother as he sent her a wink. Then Y/n and Krum met eyes again and both couldn’t help but smile.
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Y/n and Cedric were sitting by the black lake just spending some time together. Before Cedric nudged y/n and nodded behind them. “Will you look who’s coming over.”
“Bug off” Y/n nudged him back.
“Well, I need to go get ready for our first challenge.” Cedric stated getting up obviously leaving the two alone.
“Cedric.” Y/n grumbled as he started to walk off. Her brother trying to play matchmaker.
Cedric and Viktor exchanged glances as they passed eachother. Viktor smiled at the y/h/c-ed girl as he approached her. “Y/n.”
“Viktor” Y/n greeted back smiling as he sat down next to her, also facing the lake. “How are you enjoying Hogwarts?”
Viktor smiled back, always enjoying the Diggory girl's presence. He thought about it for a moment before answering. Which Y/n appreciated that he took the time to give her a real answer and not a short one. “It's different. I will say it’s nice that it brought us together.”
Y/n nodded in agreement smiling at the muscular boy. “It is a nice outcome.”
The two sat there for a long time talking and getting to know eachother. They did that till they had to leave for the first event of the tournament.
“Here to wish me luck?” Cedric smiled as Y/n entered the champion's tent.
“Of course brother.” she smiled and hugged him. She’d support him through this but it didn’t mean she wasn’t scared for him. He’s her brother and wizards die in this tournament.
“Maybe have to also with a certain Bulgarian luck?” he teased wiggling his eyebrows.
“You keep teasing me and he’ll be the only one I wish luck to again.” Y/n threatened playfully pointing at him and poking him in the chest.
“I wouldn’t mind.” Viktor smiled standing behind Y/n and shared a knowing look with Cedric over her head. Cedric smiled down at Y/n before walking away to talk to Fleur.
Y/n turned to face Viktor with an evident blush on her cheeks. “Want me to route for you, hmmm?”
“I would like that, yes.” he flashed her a smile and gave her a nod in confirmation. It seemed this girl could easily get him to smile, which was rare.
Y/n smiled back giving a short nod. He wanted her routing for him, that gave her butterflies. “Then you’ll have me routing for you.”
“Young love is blooming for more than one contestant it seems.” They turned upon hearing the reporter. Y/n felt slightly embarrassed having known the way she was looking at Viktor was intimate. Viktor sensed her discomfort and narrowed his eyes. “An with her own brother also a champion no less.”
Viktor stepped forward and stepped in front of Y/n, acting as a wall. With a stern face and voice. “It’s none of your business.”
“I think it’s time you left Miss Skeeter.” Dumbledore stated as he entered the champions' tent.
“I have to agree.” Igor Karkaroff said, standing up for his student and the girl he knew Viktor has a crush on.
“Mr.Diggory, your up first.” Dumbledore said after Miss Skeeter had been escorted out. Then he turned to Y/n smiling. “And Miss Diggory you should get to your seat. We’re ready to begin.”
“Be safe.” Y/n said hugging her brother as the adults left the tent.
“I will.” Cedric promises hugging her tightly before heading out.
Y/n turned to face Viktor after Cedric left and headed to the exit walking backwards. “You as well.”
Viktor gave her a nod and sent her a wink. “For you, I will.”
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phas3d · 2 months
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Harry Potter Masterlist
reqs open!!! :D - mostly gn!reader - mainly slytherin boys
🫐 :: fluff || 💨 :: crack || 🌧️ :: angst
Harry Potter
nothing yet!
Ron Weasley
nothing yet!
Hermione Granger
nothing yet!
Cedric Diggory
nothing yet!
Viktor Krum
nothing yet!
Draco Malfoy
🫐 Comforting You
💨 Hard Launch
💨 You have a Celebrity Crush
🫐 Crushing on You
💨 Annoying Habits
🫐 You’re Sick
🌧️ Someone Hurts You
💨 Roommates Texts
🌧️ You Kill Someone
🌧️ You Die for Him
🌧️ “All I Wanted Was You”
🌧️ Celebrity Crush Opposite of Them
🫐 “Just Because” Gift
💨 You Get Back W/ Your Ex
Tom Riddle
💨 Hard Launch
💨 Your Celebrity Crush Looks Like Him
🫐 Crushing on You
💨 Annoying Habits
💨 You Get Back W/ Your Ex
Mattheo Riddle
🫐 Comforting you
🫐 Ideal Type
💨 Hard Launch
💨 Your Celebrity Crush Looks Like Him
🫐 Crushing on You
💨 Annoying Habits
💨 You Get Back W/ Your Ex
Theodore Nott
Comforting you
Ideal Type
Hard Launch
You have a Celebrity Crush
Crushing on You
Annoying Habits
You Get Back W/ Your Ex
Lorenzo Berkshire
Comforting you
Ideal Type
Hard Launch
You have a Celebrity Crush
Crushing on You
Annoying Habits
You Get Back W/ Your Ex
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siriusly-parker · 2 years
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—random lightning era headcanons, hp.
ʚ author’s note: these are MY personal headcanons. you don’t have to like them, but maybe you will. also- i KNOW mattheo and enzo are not even canon and that theo is hardly even mentioned but i thought it’d be cute to add them. mainly theo cause i love fanon theo (sometimes). ꜝꜞ
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ron is super mega tall, taller than the twins. maybe even taller than bill.
harry is of average height but looks like a short king besides ron.
theo is basically a grumpy old man in the body of a teenage heartthrob.
blaise is just a sweetheart. fr the bestest friend.
draco can’t read in between the lines. he’s book smart but when it comes to people and social interactions he can be pretty stupid. you can’t just give him a hint, he won’t get it.
hermione actually really liked krum.
harry actually attended theo’s mother’s funeral. (they were on somewhat friendly terms after having to team up for an assignment.)
ginny likes girls. dean likes seamus. both knew.
draco, mattheo and enzo (along with crab and goyle) are more of the bullies of the group.
angelina and george are part of a tutoring program and tutor younger students. though he’s really good in potions, george only does it to spend time with her.
ron secretly tries to read muggle books to impress hermione.
mattheo is just plain rude with anger issues. he pretty much hates everyone.
theo is just more of an introvert so he doesn’t really feel the need to talk to everyone, let alone bully them.
blaise is not very smart but he really tries his best and studies a lot. he also reminds (or forces) the others to study as well.
in her firsts years at hogwarts, pansy was mostly a bitch and a bully (to impress malfoy), but blaise became a good influence and she learned to mind her own business a bit more.
ron had ALWAYS had a crush on hermione. he just didn’t want to.
neville had a secret girlfriend around year 3-4 and they’d always meet in the herbology greenhouse.
oliver suffers from insomnia which sometimes leads to him being rude during morning practices and even having anger outbursts towards his last hogwarts years.
fred is really really good with kids while george just doesn’t really know what to do with them.
cedric has dyslexia and really finds it difficult and discouraging to read and study. cho and harry are one of the few who know and help him with homework.
luna randomly takes walks in the forbidden forest. she finds it peaceful.
mattheo is naturally really smart. he never studies and always gets good grades. he’s kind of a dick about it.
seamus has ADHD and had a mild ODD as a child
cho is extremely interested in politics and even founded a secret debate club at hogwarts.
dean is the only one who knows about seamus’ breakdowns and the only one who truly knows how to help him.
angelina is really popular. there is nothing to hate about her. she is beautiful and kind and especially good at quidditch.
krum was really bummed out to leave hogwarts. he was actually liking it there. mainly the people. mainly hermione. just hermione tbh.
spending summer ‘94 with hermione was ginny’s gay awakening confirmation.
꩜ i siriusly love you <3
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thomasisaslut · 6 months
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Vivi’s #kinktober2023
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Oct. 1 — Breeding || Loki Laufeyson x F!Reader
Oct. 2 — Tit-fucking || Loki Laufeyson x F!Reader
Oct. 3 — Anal || Severus Snape x M!Reader
Oct. 4 — Double-Penetration || Loki Laufeyson x F!Reader
Oct. 5 — Sex Toys || Remus Lupin x F!Reader
Oct. 6 — DDLG || Lucius Malfoy x F!Reader
Oct. 7 — Bondage || Azriel Shadowsinger x F!Reader
Oct. 8 — Knife Play || Judd Birch x F!Reader
Oct. 9 — F/M Oral || Severus Snape x F!Reader
Oct. 10 — Wax-Play || Eris Vanserra x F!Reader
Oct. 11 — Hate-Fucking || Eris Vanserra x Azriel Shadowsinger
Oct. 12 — Shower/Bath Sex || Eris Vanserra x F!Reader
Oct. 13 — Nipple Clamps || Eris Vanserra x Azriel Shadowsinger
Oct. 14 — Exhibitionism || Eris Vanserra x Azriel Shadowsinger
Oct. 15 — Mutual Masturbation || Eris Vanserra x Azriel Shadowsinger
Oct. 16 — Hair Pulling || Eris Vanserra x F!Reader
Oct. 17 — Flogging/Spanking || Eris Vanserra x Azriel Shadowsinger
Oct. 18 — Anal Plug/Cum locking || Eris Vanserra x Azriel Shadowsinger
Oct. 19 — Delayed Gratification || Severus Snape x F!Reader
Oct. 20 — Lactation || Loki Laufeyson x F!Reader
Oct. 21 — Edging || Lucien Vanserra x Tamlin
Oct. 22 — Cock (Stomach) Bulge || Eris Vanserra x Azriel Shadowsinger
Oct. 23 — Somnophilia || Loki Laufeyson x F!Reader
Oct. 24 — Orgy/Threesome || Remus Lupin, Lucius Malfoy, Severus Snape x F!Reader
Oct. 25 — Sex Pollen || Loki Laufeyson x F!Reader
Oct. 26 — Praise || Lucius Malfoy x F!Reader
Oct. 27 — Food Play || Eris Vanserra x Azriel Shadowsinger
Oct. 28 — Cockwarming || Lucien Vanserra x Tamlin
Oct. 29 — Mirror Sex || Eris Vanserra x Azriel Shadowsinger
Oct. 30 — Dacryphilia || Eris Vanserra x Azriel Shadowsinger
Oct. 31 — Body Worship || Loki Laufeyson x F!Reader
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Note: Kinks may change depending on the day/my mood!
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lazerdash · 2 months
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Harry Potter
Headcanons
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photos from Pinterest - collage made by LazerDash
Summary: Spending time with the HP characters!
Word Count: 880
Warning: fluff, wholesome, cedric being a hopeless romantic, cuddles, kisses, hand holding, draco being draco.
A/N: I love the idea of how each of these characters act and just wanted to give my shot into making them! I hope ya'll like it.
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Harry:
• he will hang out with you anywhere to be honest
• you want to go to hogsmeade? He'll pay for whatever you want (boy is rich, don't forget that)
• he'll hold your hand the entire time to hogsmeade
• or he'll have a hand on on your waist/hip
• don't wanna go to hogsmeade?
• that's okay too!!
• he'll take you back to his dorm and hold you
• honestly he probably uses you as an excuse to not study or do his work sometimes
•though he will deny it if you ever bring it up
• he just wants to spend time with you! what's so wrong with that? right...?
• he might even let you try his glasses on if you ask lol
• he loves to make you laugh
• the jokes between you two is so wholesome as well
• he'll get all blushy if you call him cute too
• and deny it ofc and call you cute instead
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Hermione:
• you + her = library
• just kidding... Well, not entirely.
• she definitely would love to show you her favorite books! (if you two have the free-time)
• she loves to read to you.
• and if the two- you weren't caught up on school work, she'd be there to help you.
•maybe she'll even cut you some slack if you haven't been feeling well lately.
• Besides that, you two might go hangout at Hogsmeade (she likes the three broom sticks)
• again, whenever she is free... she can't have her grades- or yours! Being interfered with.
• she may love you, but she also wants to make sure both of your education is well taken care of.
• she'll want to share all of her favorite places with you, that includes the library.
• it makes her happy that she can trust you can take you to those private locations
• once she trusts you enough she will take you to all of her favorite locations when she was a kid
• she may even make it a whole special day planned out for the two of you
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Draco:
• this lil shit-
• he will presist for the longest time that he doesn't want to spend time with you
• for you to get him to hang out with you, you have to make him think it is your idea-
• and plead with him.
• "reluctantly" he will agree...
• be aware he will totally be complaining the whole time
• don't worry, he'll shut his mouth once you hold his hand
• he doesn't want to admit it but he secretly likes it (shhhh-)
• if you take him to the three broom sticks he will complain at first
• since he is so use to having some "actual" food
• he WILL be the one paying for the two of you though (so that's a plus)
• if you even suggest going anywhere near the forbidden forest-
• he will refuse
• he can't go be getting himself dirty.
• plus he has some bad memories associated with the forbidden forest (and dat bloody chicken!)
• so no Hagrid's hut or forbidden forest.
• if you two are looking for some more quiet time he will take you back to his dorm room where you two can just hold eachother.
• he doesn't want anyone to see you two in public or even to see him being so lovey dovey in front of others
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Cedric:
• Loves holding your hand
• kissing your cheeks, head, hand
• he is a huge romantic!
• if you like more private locations then he'll cuddle you in his dorm room (he'll even sneak you in some food if you're hungry)
• but if you enjoy more outdoors or just wanna be social!
• He will take you to the three broom sticks (he will not let you pay)
• he will also take you to honeydukes! if you like sweets, he will be getting your favorites
• he will make this a whole day planned just for the two of you
• wether it is because the stress of school has been weighing on your shoulders
• or just because the two of you haven't had some time together lately
• he might even introduce you to his friends some time
• just so you two can hang out together more often and be apart of the same friend groups
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Luna:
• You guys would totally be hanging out on the edge of the forbidden forest (or in it)
• basking in the sunlight and hanging out with the theastrals
• if you can't see the theastrals then she will tell you all about them.
• she might even take you to some other magical creature that you can see
• i swear all of these magical creatures just automatically love her (does that also make us a magical creature?)
• if you guys happen to be not be in the forbidden forest, you'll be hanging out next to the black lake
• sitting together as you talk about how your days have been
• if it is a special day or you guys just don't wanna hang outside
• she'll hangout with you inside the castle! she'll even point out the nargles floating around in people's ears
• not yours though (you're too pure to have nargles, I guess?)
• though, she prefers nature and the creatures
• if you two get hungry in sometime between then you guys will go sneak some food
• or you could just head to hogsmeade and grab something to eat there
• she also likes to hold your hand and walk beside you!
• and don't be afraid to tell her she is cute!! she'll thank you
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wingedllamanerd · 8 months
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Cardigan - Harry James Potter x fem!reader
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a/n: I'm sorry if this is a bad fic and for my grammar mistakes as this my first fic and English isn't my first language.
Warnings: mentions of death
365 days
356 days without her
"Y/N, you drew stars around my scars but now I'm bleeding"
Harry was sitting on his bed, holding back tears as he stared down on the photo which he held in his hands. The photo. That photo. It was the photo Harry and Y/N took on their first date.
Harry and Y/N had become best friends before hogwarts and remained friends while they were at hogwarts. At the end of their fifth year, that friendship turned into a relationship. Harry and Y/N loved each other a lot, a loooot.
Y/N had been there for Harry through everything. From when Harry was being bullied in kindergarten to when Harry had lost his godfather. She was there, always. She had treated Harry like an actual human being and not some sort of slave or a famous wizard, just human. That's what Harry loved most about her.
Harry let his tears fall onto the photo as he thought back to their first date.
"Y/N, y-y-youlookgreat" Harry blabbered.
"Harry, I'm sorry I didn't catch that" Y/N said softly.
Harry took a deep breath and said, " I said you look great".
"Thank you, Harry. You don't look too bad yourself. I mean it's very difficult to look as good as me but you're a close second" The girl joked.
Harry chuckled but didn't say anything, letting comfortable silence fill the air.
Y/N broke the silence and said, " Well, let's go then".
Once they arrived at 3 broomsticks, they seated themselves and ordered butterbeer. They started talking and laughing and just simply having a great time.
"Harry, you know I didn't think you were this funny. Where were a these jokes when we were just friends" Y/N said taking sip of her butterbeer.
Harry just chuckled.
"I mean I knew you were funny but this funny" Y/N continued.
Harry looked at her just adoring her and he noticed the foam from the butterbeer formed a mustache on the girl's face.
Harry leaned forward to wipe the foam but Y/N thought he was trying to kiss her. So she leaned in and connected their lips. Harry was taken aback by her actions but he kissed her back. They could feel sparks fly. They pulled back and smiled at each other.
"That's not what I was trying to do but thank you" Harry said.
"Oh, I'm sorr-" Y/N said.
Harry cut her off and said"No, don't apologise. I've always wanted to that. It's just that you've got …". He pointed to the girl's upper lip and she wiped it off.
*end of flashback*
"Y/N, how could you do this to me." Harry's voice trembled. "You said you'd never leave me"
It was the summer after Sirus' death and Harry had decided to stay at the order's headquarters. Y/N walked into Sirus' room to find Harry sitting on his godfather's bed. Y/N walked slowly and sat down beside him not saying anything. Harry looked at her with tears in his eyes and turned his head away from her.
"Harry" Y/N whispered, getting up to move in front of him. She kneeled in front of him and Harry still tried to avoid eye contact.
"Can I have a hug" Harry finally said with a cracked voice. Y/N got up immediately and Harry buried his head into her stomach. Harry's tears soaking her shirt but she didn't care , all that mattered right now was her best friend and whether he was okay or not. Y/N kept on whispering reassuring words to him.
Once Harry had calmed down he made Y/N make a promise. "Promise you won't leave me… ever " Harry said with a shaky voice. "Never" Y/N said. "I am not going anywhere".
*end of flashback*
He heard Hermione yell "Harry! We are going to be late". He quickly wiped his tears and got up. He took one final look at the photo and said " Thank you for saving my life but who's gonna draw stars around my scars now. I just wish… I could have saved your life."
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lydscare · 2 years
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nicknames / petnames for hp characters
a/n: trying to get into the mindset for these characters so i could write them better
reader tends to be gender-neutral // my masterlist
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cedric
darling, love, sunshine
draco
babe, baby, darling, love
fred
little lion/snake/badger/raven (based on your hogwarts house), hun, beautiful
george
darling, honey, sugar
ginny
cutie, hottie
harry
dear, love, beautiful
hermione
love, n/n (nickname)
luna
bunny, love, birdy
neville
petal, dove, love
tonks
a short version of your name, idiot (affectionately)
ron
hun, love
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sinnasfanficcafe · 8 months
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Growing Pains : Prologue
(Draco Malfoy X Reader)
Disclaimer: This story is set in the AU created by the SuperCarlinBrothers where Harry is sorted into Slytherin instead of Gryffindor. Reader is female & a Hufflepuff, also the title is a work in progress. May keep it as Growing Pains, may not.
Synopsis: 'Your strange relationship with Draco Malfoy began in your third year at Hogwarts, but it ended as quickly as it had begun. The reason for this was never clear and it plagued your thoughts ever since, however when you return to school for the next year, Draco wriggles his way back into your life, but things are different this time'.
This fanfic is a slow burn following your's and Draco's relationship from when you first meet in your third year (prologue) to the end of the book series (final chapter). Also, as mentioned in the disclaimer, this story is set in the AU created by the SuperCarlinBrothers where Harry is sorted into Slytherin instead of Gryffindor. If you haven't see those videos please check it out as it will make this fic make a lot more sense. With that, I hope you enjoy!
Content Warnings: Foul language, physical contact (kissing mostly), angst, Draco being a bit of a creep and a dickhead initially when him and reader first meet, mentions of the term 'mudblood'.
Word Count: 4,354
Genre: Slow Burn, Angst, Fluff, AU, X Reader
Your relationship with Draco Malfoy had always been convoluted to say the least. It infuriated you, trying to decipher everything he did; his soft and sweet nature when he spoke to you, contrasting the cold shoulder he offered when around the other Slytherins. Since the two of you met, things had always been this way and only grew more frustratingly confusing over time.
You had initially met during your second year at Hogwarts. It was brief, accidental.
The halls were cramped, the mass of bodies writhing as students attempted to get to their next class. Your house, Hufflepuff, attended classes with Ravenclaw, leading to a friendship sparking between you and the slightly strange Luna Lovegood. Despite the reputation she had already acquired, you thought she was wonderful company. There was always something to talk about with Luna. The conversations never dipped or dulled.
The two of you had been discussing taking Care of Magical Creatures next year as you were a muggle born witch and found the multitude of creatures the wizarding world had lurking across the globe to be fascinating. Gradually, the crowd grew frustrated and began to push and shout, causing you to lose your footing, stumbling into another body as your skull collided with theirs.
“Watch where you’re going! Did your parents not teach you about personal space?”, a boy spat, a vicious venom in his tone. Wincing from the sharp searing pain blossoming across the right side of your forehead, you finally opened your eyes and locked eyes with him.
Your heart seemed to serge into life, giving a prominent thud against your ribcage, while simultaneously feeling as though it had skipped a beat. You felt breathless and weightless. It was a feeling that was difficult to describe. You had been on roller coasters before, and that was the only thing you could compare it to. It scared you for a moment, unsure how to react.
You scanned his features; platinum blonde hair slicked back, looking as though each strand was practically glued down to his scalp, grey eyes with tinges of blue, pink tinted cheeks and Slytherin robes.
You only managed to mumble out a small ‘Sorry’ before scrambling to get out of his line of vision, quickly continuing on your way to potions class, Luna following at your heals.
That initial meeting had sparked something in you.
You didn’t see Draco Malfoy again until the end of the year. After hearing the whispers and rumors that riddled everyone’s conversations about how Draco had been taken into the Chamber of Secrets and how his housemate Harry Potter saved him, seeing the blonde in a shaken and unsettled state in the Great Hall before the summer holiday was somewhat depressing. He continued to make jabs at others, making jokes and such, but you noticed he never actually laughed. Not once. He was putting on a front. A shell of his former self.
After the summer break, things had changed for everyone. The boys came back taller, some broader, some with faint traces of facial hair. The girls came back taller too, some wearing makeup now, some having learnt how to style their hair. You were no exception, getting compliments from your fellow housemates, such as Hannah and Susan, about how pretty you looked at dinner during your first night back. It did feel like more eyes were on you than usual which, you were reluctant to admit, felt good.
You glanced around the hall, soaking up the atmosphere, happy to have returned to what had become your second home. The smell of the food, the chatter of friends catching up, first years buzzing with excitement to socialise with their new housemates, and then through the crowd you spot a pair of eyes staring at you. That same cold stormy colour you had seen last year. From the opposite side of the hall, you spot Malfoy. Upon your lines of site meeting, he instantly tears his gaze away. And there it was again, that same feeling from the first time the two of you had met. The rest of dinner was tense, you and Draco stealing glances at each other every so often. Although, with Sirius Black escaping from Azkaban and the dementors patrolling the grounds, everyone was feeling tense .
Later that year was when the two of you officially met.
You were in the library, scouring shelves for a book to help you with the goblin rebellions you had been studying in your History of Magic lessons. You were secure with the basic facts, yet you struggled with the smaller details that occurred during the time period. You had hoped to find a book solely on the topic which in turn would hopefully delve into the rebellions in greater detail, instead of repeatedly searching through the generalised texts found in your class textbook.
It was quiet, the occasional murmur and flipping of pages filled the air along with the musty smell of books and fresh parchment. There was a group somewhere closer to the library entrance that you could hear,  completely disregarding the idea of the library being a silent place of study; their faint giggles, laughter and chatter carried all the way to you, hidden away between the bookshelves. Along with their cacophony of noise, you hear footsteps  here and there, one set approaching your Isle, another heading for the door. Some slower some faster.
You’re muttering to yourself about the options displayed before you, debating which ones would be the most useful, until your thoughts are abruptly silenced as someone pressed against your back; their pectorals against your shoulders, their breath against the back of your head, their cologne, deep, rich, expensive. You spring away, turning on the spot before backing yourself against the shelves. It is then revealed who was behind you, now just inches away, their arm just above your head pinning you in place.
Draco Malfoy.
“What are you doing?”, you blurt out, your eyes wide and cheeks burning as you glance up to meet his gaze. He had grown over the summer. He was now an inch taller than you.
“Just getting a book”, he smirked, pulling out a thick leather bound book from just above your head as his eyes trailed over you, a flicker of a frown appearing before it was quickly replaced with that same smug look from moments before.
“You could have just asked me to move”, you huffed, which only caused Draco’s smirk to grow into a taunting grin.  
“I’m Malfoy. Draco Malfoy”, he introduced himself, holding out his hand to you. You eyed it cautiously, wondering what he was up to, yet against your better judgement placed your hand in his. His hands were surprisingly soft, as if he hadn’t done a day’s work in his life, but his skin was cold. Before you could register what was occurring, he had flipped your hand in his and placed a gentle kiss to your knuckles. You quickly snatched your hand back, mortified, and hurried down the Isle away from the blonde, your knuckles burning from the contact. But to your embarrassment, Draco had followed you.
“You do know it’s rude to leave mid conversation”, he grumbled. You turn on your heels to face him once again, an uneasy feeling settling in your stomach this time.
“What do you want?”, you ask, attempting to sound as calm as possible.
“I just want to talk. Is that a crime?”, he shrugged casually, shoving his hands into his pockets. “You look like a deer in headlights”, he chuckled to himself. “Like a rabbit being stared down by a fox-“.
“Okay, you want to talk. Let’s talk”, you cut him off, which you were sure he’d sneer at. But to your surprise, he didn’t.
“What’s your name?”, he asked, cocking his head to one side.
“Y/N Y/L/N”, you answered simply.
“I’ve noticed how you stare at me during dinner”.
“Trying to act as if you weren’t the one caught staring first?”, you shot back, causing Draco to let out a scoff of amusement.
“You’re feisty for a Hufflepuff. Not meek and mild like the others”. This comment caused your expression to sour, and you sidestepped the Slytherin to leave, but Draco had grabbed you by the wrist. “Hey, where are you going?”.
“We’ve talked haven’t we?”, you rolled your eyes, once again turning back to face him. Now fed up, you asked, exasperated, “Draco, what do you really want?”.
“I just think you’re attractive”, he confessed, your cheeks heating up as he tugged you a little closer to him. “And judging by that reaction”, he spoke softly, stroking your cheek with the knuckle of his index finger, “You must think the same about me”. You had to swallow the saliva that had built up. You tried to stop your hands from trembling and you couldn’t understand why he had this effect on  you. “What I would give to have a pretty thing like you on my arm”, he practically whispered in your ear which caused you to snatch your hand away from his, storming off without saying another word, leaving him between the bookshelves, alone.
After that, you and Draco had two more interactions of a similar nature. The first was the Friday following, where he had once again been watching you during dinner. Once your eyes had settled upon him, he looked you up and down before throwing a wink at you and biting his lip just to tease you, which left you in a dizzying daze for the rest of the night.
The second happened the weekend after. You were relaxing and reading a book you had brought from home- a muggle book. You had settled down by the whomping willow to get some peace from the bustling Hufflepuff common room, wrapped in your thick cosy Hufflepuff scarf and jumper, although that peace was short lived as Malfoy had managed to find you. You had no clue how, but before you could question him, he had sat himself down, draping his arm around your shoulder, pulling you in close. “What are you doing out here, Y/L/N? Aren’t you cold? You could always borrow my jumper if you want”, he offered as your nostrils were filled with the scent of his cologne once again. He teased you about reading muggle literature for a bit, calling it ‘crap’, which you disregarded as him joking around. However, despite this, you both held a conversation this time; asking each other about your interests and such. You explain how you enjoyed muggle literature because you had grown up reading it, so it brought you comfort, and then proceeded to delve into a conversation on how your favourite lesson was Herbology, (leaving out the detail of your parents also being muggles, since you knew many Slytherins were obsessed with ‘pureblood’ and you didn’t want to open  the floodgates to that conversation of discourse with Draco just yet). Suprisingly, he returned your openness, explaining how he was- to his surprise- enjoying the Care of Magical Creatures class and how when he was very young, he used to make biscuits with his mother, who sends him a batch once a month. He had a nostalgic look settle over his features at the memory. As you were looking at him, studying his features, that roller coaster like feeling returned again.
The following day, as you sat at the long stretch of table for breakfast, you recalled to Hannah and Cedric how Draco had been acting around you. “What a twat”, Cedric scoffed in disbelief at your recall of how he had introduced himself as he ate the last morsel of his scrambled egg from his plate.
“I know right!”, Hannah joined, “Who does he think he is?”.
“I’ll admit though, that move with the hand kiss was pretty suave”, Cedric laughed. “The kid’s got confidence”.
You silently sipped your tea in response, unsure what to make of the situation. Your head was swimming with questions and part of you questioned whether or not all the meetings that had occurred between you and the Slytherin had been some strange hallucination. A pure figment of your imagination. After all, Draco had been the last person you had expected to ever show a romantic interest in you.
“Well, I’m off. I’ll see you both later”, Cedric beamed before drumming on the table with his hands and standing to leave.
“Oh! Cedric! Wait a second!”, Hannah shot up from the table, almost bashing her knees on the underside and sending a tremor across the giant slab of wood, before jogging to catch up with Cedric, leaving you alone.
You continued to munch on your toast, absentmindedly staring at the table as you did so, lost in your thoughts, until you heard the fluttering of paper wings. You look up just in time to watch as an enchanted paper crane lands on the table in front of you. Glancing around in attempts to find the sender, your eyes instantly fall on Malfoy. After the incident that occurred in the library, you had assumed he was the sender. He was standing from his place at the Slytherin table, dusting his robes from any crumbs.
You cautiously open the piece of paper, curiosity gnawing away at you, to reveal pristine cursive handwriting.
‘Meet me on the edge of the Forbidden Forest next to Hagrid’s Hut during lunch’.
You felt your heart leap into your throat  as you felt your stomach flip. You scrunched up the paper and shoved it into the pocket of your robes just as Hannah returned to the table, taking a seat with a huff. “Sorry about that. We were talking about that pompous Malfoy boy, right?”.
During lunch, you had done just as the note had said and made your way to the edge of the Forbidden Forest. Your stomach was churning, your heart was pounding and you felt sick with nerves. Under any other circumstances, these feelings would have been unwanted, yet it was somewhat... pleasant? Thrilling even?
The only sounds out by Hagrid’s Hut was the tweeting of birds, the gentle caws of Buckbeak and the rustling of leaves. It was tranquil out here and you made a mental note to return here when you needed a break from the busy school. As you approached the edge of the forest, you spotted a crop of almost white hair. You locked your eyes onto the icy grey ones that sent shivers up your spine. He flashed that signature smirk your way before disappearing behind the treeline, leaving you to chase after him, following the hint of Slytherin robes that bellowed out from behind him.
As you weaved wearily between the trees, twigs snapping beneath your soles, you remained alert, glancing in every direction before your world went black.
“Guess who”, you felt him whisper against your ear, causing you to jump slightly which amused Draco greatly. You could feel him laugh against you, the rumble deep within his chest against your back.
“Why did you ask me to meet you here?”, you asked, finding yourself laughing along with him, much to your suprise. Draco paused, pressing his tongue to the inside of his cheek before diverting his gaze.
“Can’t have anyone spotting us, can we”, he spoke in a matter of fact tone, turning his attention back towards you.
You can’t deny, upon hearing this, you felt as if Malfoy had jammed a dagger into your heart and twisted it. He was embarrassed to be seen with you. But then again, what did you expect from a pureblood Slytherin. You should have left him in the dense woodland without another word. You should have saved yourself the heartbreak. But you were young, naive and somewhat selfish. You wanted him for yourself, and if that meant secret meetings within the Forbidden Forest , so be it.
And it was there in the forest that you shared your first kiss. It was surprisingly tender and, in contrast to his hands, his lips were warm. You had expected them to also hold a chill to them, but they didn’t. He snaked his hands around your waist, pulling you in close until your chests were pressed against each other’s. You could feel his heart pounding against his ribs, just below where you had placed your hands against his chest, and he tasted like mint. Spear mint. You spent the rest of your lunch break with Malfoy propped up against a tree and you in his lap, his hands resting on your hips and his teeth occasionally nibbling at your ear, jaw, neck and bottom lip while he told you how pretty you were.
“Prettiest Hufflepuff in the school”, he purred, playing with a strand of your hair.
This happened a few times, lunch breaks hidden away from the eyes of your peers and teachers. The two of you fuelling each other’s egos with sweet whispers in secret that never seemed to seeped below the surface. You’d tell him how powerful and handsome he was and in return he’d tell you how you were the prettiest girl in the school. Yet, you never mentioned how you had grown- in your short time together- to adore his smile, or how the sound of his laugh sparked a flame in you like no other.
But things changed when he found you crying under the shelter of a tree one rainy Wednesday.
It was your scheduled day to meet up, yet things hadn’t gone according to plan for you. During your morning break a member of the Slytherin House had overheard you discussing with Luna about how you had to explain to your parents who Sirius Black was, and what him breaking into the castle meant for you students. You were in the midst of explaining to Luna that because your family were muggles you often had to do this, while simultaneously not knowing much about the wizarding world yourself, that the Slytherin was prompted to torment you about your blood status.
“That’s why mudbloods are the weakest people. You hardly know the knowledge that us purebloods have had since birth. If I were you, I wouldn’t have even bothered coming to Hogwarts. I doubt you’ll be able to pass a single class”. The use of the term ‘Mudblood’ made your breath catch in your throat as pure hot rage began to bubble to the surface. You had heard the term thrown around before and knew what it meant, but this was the first time anyone had used the term to address you.
You bit back, “What does it matter? I know for a fact I’m probably doing better than you in most classes, so what does that say about your ‘pureblood mind-set’”. Meanwhile, Luna tugged at the cuff of your sleeve, saying it would be best to just leave him be.
“There’s no sense in arguing with those sorts. Their brains are mush and can’t be changed”, she spoke softly.
“Shut it, Looney Lovegood”, the boy spat back. “I’m not going to bother wasting my breath on vermin that don’t even deserve to be alive”, he growled before spitting on you, leaving a thick glob of saliva on the front of your robes, and turning to leave. But it was as he was leaving that it dawned on you why you recognised their features... It was Gregory Goyle, one of Draco’s best friends. Someone he had been close with since their first year at Hogwarts. Why he hung around with anyone like this you couldn’t tell. And at once, like a fuse being tripped , it suddenly all made sense. The jokes Draco had made about muggles, they were his genuine feelings towards them. He hadn’t been teasing you.
Tears of frustration filled your vision, brimming over your eyes and threatening to fall as you fled to the one place you knew you could be left in solitude to cry in peace. Luna called after you, but you didn’t turn back. Not for a second.
Rage and frustration singed every nerve in your body. Your tears had now fallen, running down your cheeks leaving hot wet tracks in their wake, your sniffling being drowned out my the sound of the rain. You wanted to hurt Gregory. You wanted to hurt him as much as he hurt you. To prove how wrong he was... and you were mad at Malfoy. The nerve he had to pursue anything with you when he supported those beliefs...
“Are you okay?”, his voice made you physically curl in on yourself. You held your tongue, feeling not blessing him with a response was punishment enough. That and you feared that opening that line of communication would release the tsunami of emotion which would ultimately display just how attached you were becoming to the Slytherin. He slowly edge closer before settling himself next to you. “Are you going to talk or sit there and sulk”, he huffed, yet despite the harsh tone, there was no venom to it. No bite.
“Goyle called me a mudblood”, you broke your silence with a pained murmer. “He’s your friend, isn’t he? Someone you’re close to”, you added, still not bothering to even look in Draco’s general vicinity. Especially when his silence only caused more tears to spill from your eyes.
“Do you think I’m a mudblood? Do you think I have dirty blood too?”, you sobbed, crying into the sleeve of your jumper, feeling your heart clenching in anguish.  
The pureblood Slytherin prince then surprised you when he placed his arm around you, like he had so many times before, and pulled you in to him, allowing you to cry into the side of his robes. “No... I don’t think you’re dirty”, was all he managed to choke out.
The rest of that lunch, you spent cuddled up listening to the pitter patter of the rainfall, away from the rest of the school, from the opposing houses you had been placed in and from the role Draco had been given to play as the son of Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy, a pureblood Slytherin. You let your guard down and allowed yourself to find comfort in his embrace, his scent, the soft sound of his breathing and the gentle hums he offered as comfort.
You met up once more after that before the dementors attacked during the Slytherin and Gryffindor quidditch match. This time was different. Draco was a lot more talkative. Between moments of sweet stolen kisses, he would ask you questions; How were your classes going? What had your boggart  been in your Defence Against The Dark Arts class? What were your plans for Christmas? You in turn asked him the same questions, as well as wishing him luck on his quidditch game.
Then a couple of days later you had heard about what occurred on the pitch. Both Draco and Harry had fallen from their brooms during the quidditch match. It had been a dementor attack. A sickening pit formed at the bottom of your stomach and you felt as though the life had been temporarily drained from you. That evening, you visited Draco in the hospital wing while the others were at dinner. He seemed thankful you were there, yet simultaneously tense, eyes darting from you to the door every so often.
“I can leave, Draco”, you spoke with a sombre tone, giving his hand a reassuring squeeze. “I know you don’t want anyone seeing us together”, you added as you reached out to adjust the curtain surrounding one side of his bed to seclude you more. Thankfully, Harry had been asleep when you entered the room earlier, otherwise that could have been an awkward conversation you’d have to address, knowing Harry would discuss with your mutual friends how he had seen you at Draco’s bedside.
“No! Please. Stay”, he pleaded softly, squeezing your hand back with a sad smile. “I like having you around. It’s a nice change of pace”, he soothed as his thumb gently rubbed the back of your hand and at that moment it felt as though your soul was singing.
Then it all abruptly ended the next day.
“I don’t think we should see each other like this anymore”. You stood dumbfounded amongst the trees of the Forbidden Forest for a moment. It was as though all the happiness from your world was being drained. Slowly and agonisingly. You were back on that roller coaster, but this time the drop was too harsh. Your throat was dry and your chest ached. 
“What?”, was all you managed to utter out, truly caught off guard by the sudden declaration.
“I don’t think this will last”, he stated plainly, which left you at a true loss for words. He was still scratched up from yesterday and looked as though he hadn’t slept properly.
“Oh...”, was all you’d managed to say.
The two of you stood silently, you staring at Draco and him staring at the ground, kicking snow that had fallen and settled over night with  the toe of his shoe gently. You were searching his face for a trace of something. Anything. Anything that would tell you why he had changed his mind so suddenly to the point it practically gave you whiplash. Draco Malfoy was an enigma to you, and he forever would be. When he finally looked you in the eyes, he remained silent, not gracing you with an explanation or an apology. Nothing.
 “Well... thank you for telling me”, your tone was plain, void of emotion. You were genuinely confused by the abrupt end to whatever the two of you had brewing between you.
With that, you left the Forbidden Forest, confused, cold and a little numb, and leaving Draco behind in the shadows.
For the rest of the year, you tried not to think about the Slytherin that sat on the opposite side in the Great Hall every day. And you tried your best to forget everything else; his kisses, his touch, his smell, his eyes, his smile, his voice... everything.
You tried to forget everything.
You tried to forget Draco Malfoy.
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What Harry Potter character love PART 2
A/N: Here is Part 2! If you want, you can also read the first part :) Just like in the first part, here are listed things that the Harry Potter characters would love if you were in a relationship with them.
Characters: Cedric Diggory, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Hermione Granger, Luna Lovegood
Warning: GN.Reader, fluff, mention of death, mention of NSFW
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Cedric Diggory:
He loves it when you show him your new clothes
Whenever you go shopping or get clothes as a gift, you hide them until you can show them to Cedric
When you go shopping for new clothes, he doesn't come with you so he can be surprised
Most of the time you put on a little show for him by dancing or slowly taking off your clothes
Depending on how much he likes it, one thing leads to another
When you're not at school during the holidays, you send him pictures
He will also look for suitable clothes for every outfit you choose
Even though he thinks you're cute in your school uniform, he prefers to see you in your more comfortable clothes
"You look great, Sunshine..."
Sirius Black:
He likes it when you show dominance
When the two of you were still at school, you had pulled on his tie so that you were very close to each other
When he's in his jacket, you pull on it, you don´t care
But he only likes this dominance so that he can show you, towards the end, that he is the more dominant one
In his Animagus form, you actually just look after him
You bathe him, groom his fur or cuddle with him
But he also sees the loving thing in your strictness, which is why he likes to tease you
"You're being so strict again, why is that~?"
When he is in his Animagus form, you show more severity than dominance
Remus Lupin:
Remus loves your honesty
Even when he's in his werewolf form, he sometimes doesn't dare touch you
Even when he is in this form, you are honest with him and you treat him as you would normally
He also loves it when he looks into your eyes
Your eyes show him that you are honest, which reassures him
Although he always runs away when he transforms, you wait for him until he comes back
Hermione Granger:
As mean as it sounds, she loves it when you carry her books
You always handle them very carefully
She also thinks it's cute that you always ask her about these books
Most of the time they are just school books, but she also likes to talk about them
You listen with interest, but continue to make sure nothing happens to the books
Sometimes she also asks you to help her study
She learns and you sometimes ask questions
Luna Lovegood:
There are many things Luna loves about you
But what she likes most is playing with you
No board games or dirty games, just feel things out and ask questions
Sometimes she plays with your fingers, then with your hair or even with your arms
"You have a very interesting body…"
She seems genuinely interested in you, but not in a sexual sense
It always makes you laugh how she stares at you when you do the most normal things in the world
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pairing: harry potter (the series) x reader, main pairing undecided. will see as the story progresses.
genre: harry potter/hogwarts university/college au. houses are still part of the story. no magic au.
summary: you reminisce about your first college/university party. you and hermione remember the night for different reasons.
warnings: semi-explicit making out scene? thing get just a little steamy but dont worry. nothing.. boils..
word count: 2680, chapter 2/?
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sitting in the cozy corner of the library, surrounded by shelves filled with books, you found yourself deep in thought. hermione granger, your roommate, engrossed in her own reading. as you stared at the pages without really reading them, lost in your contemplations, hermione noticed the furrowed brow and the distant gaze. concern etched across her face, she looked at you intently, trying to decipher the thoughts that consumed you. "is something wrong?" hermione asked gently, her voice breaking the silence that enveloped the library. it amazed you how perceptive she was, because you haven’t known each other long.
you blinked, realizing that your thoughts had taken you far away. meeting hermione’s gaze, you offered her a small smile, grateful for her concern. "oh, it's nothing really," you replied, trying to brush off the weight of your introspection. "just thinking about how quickly time has flown by since we got here."
hermione’s eyebrows furrowed, her curiosity piqued. "it is quite remarkable, isn't it? it feels like just yesterday we were arriving, and now we're fully immersed in university life," she mused, her voice tinged with a hint of wonder.
you nodded, grateful for her understanding. it was comforting to know that someone else shared your sentiment.
suddenly, hermione’s eyes sparkled mischievously, a playful smirk dancing on her lips. "remember that crazy party we went to during our first week?" she asked, a hint of laughter lacing her words.
a chuckle escaped your lips as memories flooded your mind. the night had been a whirlwind of laughter, music, and a bit too much alcohol. "how could i forget?" you replied, a smile spreading across your face. you still hadn’t told her everything that happened that night. "we definitely had our fair share of fun."
hermione leaned closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "and that moment when you had a little too much to drink and ended up in the bathroom, while i had to play nurse and hold back your hair?" she teased, her eyes sparkling with shared amusement.
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in your shared suite, you stood in front of the mirror, unsure of what to wear for the party. you sifted through your wardrobe, feeling a sense of apprehension. fashion had never been your strong suit, but the fact that you were dressing up to go to a party where a bunch of strangers were going to judge the way you look made you more apprehensive of your choice.
hermione noticed your indecision. she walked over to her own closet and picked out a simple red dress. she held it up with a small smile. "i think you should try this," she suggested, her voice filled with encouragement.
your eyes met the red dress, and you couldn't help the nervous feeling in your stomach. would it be enough to impress the unfamiliar faces at the party? could you live up to their expectations?
"i'm just worried about what people will think," you confessed, your voice tinged with vulnerability.
hermione's expression softened, understanding your concerns. she placed a reassuring hand on your shoulder. "don't worry about them," she said with conviction. "you should wear something that makes you feel confident. that's all that matters."
hermione’s words filled you with encouragement. you motioned her to turn around while you put on the dress. once you were dressed, you tapped hermione on the shoulder to let her know you were ready.
when hermione turned back around, her eyes sparkled with admiration and reassurance. "you look incredible," she said. "don't let anyone's judgment affect how you feel about yourself. you've got this." you looked at yourself in the mirror. the dress hugged your body, but it tightened around all the right spots. you felt beautiful.
as you and hermione finished applying your makeup, a knock on the door interrupted the quiet atmosphere of the room. you exchanged a glance with hermione, both curious about the unexpected visitor. without a word, you walked over to the door and opened it to find harry standing there, a friendly smile on his face.
"hey. i thought we could pregame together before the party.” he greeted, while wrapping his arm around the shoulder of a redhead he had brought with him. "and i've brought my friend ron. i hope you like red wine."
you returned his smile and welcomed them inside, “wine is wine to me, harry.”
“my roommate is still finishing up her makeup but feel free to get comfortable on our couch.” you motion them to your living room where they take a seat.
as you all settled down, harry reached into his bag and pulled out a bottle of wine, raising it triumphantly. "fresh bottle of red taken from my roommate’s stash." he declared with a grin. you chuckled in disbelief.
hermione emerged from her room, her makeup impeccably done. your eyes widened at how beautiful she looked, when you turned to ron and harry it seemed you weren’t the only one thinking so. she walked into the living room, a confident smile on her lips. "the pregame can't start without me," she quipped, joining the group. before she sat down hermione went to the kitchen to retrieve some wine glasses, returning with a tray in hand. she distributed the glasses to everyone, the clinking sound filling the room. harry did the honors of popping the bottle open and serving for everyone.
“what should we toast to?” you pondered.
"to a great night ahead!" ron exclaimed, raising his glass. the room erupted in cheers and laughter as you all clinked your glasses together, the sound resonating through the suite.
the group settled into a comfortable rhythm, the wine easing any lingering tension and fostering a light-hearted atmosphere.
you felt yourself growing bolder as you took another sip of the rich red liquid. you turned to ron, wanting to get to know him better. "so, ron," you began, feeling more confident to socialize from the alcohol. "tell us something interesting about yourself. any hidden talents or secret hobbies?"
ron's cheeks turned a shade of pink as he scratched the back of his head, a bashful smile forming on his face. "well, i'm quite a chess enthusiast. i've been playing since i was a kid and even competed in a few local tournaments. it's my favorite way to pass the time."
you raised an eyebrow, intrigued by his passion. "chess, huh? that's impressive. i've always admired the strategic nature of the game, but i haven’t really have had much of a chance to play.”
ron's eyes light up at your response. "i can teach you. i like playing against new people.”
“you don’t mind teaching someone who doesn’t know any of the rules?” you ask. “that makes it all the more fun.” he reassures you.
"i would love to learn," you replied, a playful glint in your eyes. "consider me your eager student, ready to be schooled in the art of chess."
ron grinned, his confidence in the subject evident. "well, then, we'll have to set up a chessboard soon and have a friendly match. i'll make sure to explain the rules as we go along. you'll be a chess pro in no time."
as harry's eyes glance towards his watch, a mischievous grin spreads across his face. he looks up, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "well, well, well," harry said, his voice filled with a hint of mischief. "it seems we are right on time to be fashionably late."
ron checks his phone and looks at the time, "i think it's about time we head to the party, don't you think?"
you and hermione exchange a quick glance, both amused by harry’s comment. "well, let's not keep them waiting then," hermione gathers her things and heads towards the door, you and the boys following suit.
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you made your way to house hufflepuff, where the party was taking place. as you got closer to the hufflepuff building you could feel the bass coming from the inside shake the ground you were standing on. each beat seemed to echo in harmony with the thudding of your own heart, amplifying the anticipation within you. with each step, the rhythm grew stronger, vibrating through the ground beneath your feet. the bass notes seeped into your very being, enticing you to move in time with the music. as you neared the entrance, the warm glow of enchanting fairy lights illuminated the front yard, casting a magical aura over the scene. groups of partygoers mingled outside, their laughter and animated conversations floating on the evening breeze.
you made your way into the party guided by hermione's firm grasp on your hand. you navigated through the crowd and stepped into the dance floor.
the vibrations from the bass surged through the floor, making it feel as though the music was alive beneath your feet. it was a tangible force that stirred your senses, igniting a fire in you to confidently be able to let loose and dance. you surrendered to the rhythm, allowing it to guide your body. as you swayed to the rhythm of the music, feeling the bass reverberate through your body, a gentle touch on your waist caught your attention. you turned, finding yourself face to face with a familiar face. his eyes sparkled with excitement, mirroring the vibrant atmosphere of the party. with a confident yet inviting smile, he closed the gap between you, his hand still firmly but delicately resting on your waist. without a word, he seamlessly matched his movements to yours. as you danced, the world around you seemed to fade into the background. with every twist and turn, you felt a magnetic connection, a shared rhythm that bound you together.
after a while the stranger let go of your waist and gently took your hand, leading you away from the dance floor. as you followed him through the pulsating crowd, the energy of the music gradually faded into the background, replaced by a mixture of excitement and intrigue. the stranger's hand felt warm in yours while leading you to an empty room away from the dance floor. inside the secluded space, the sounds of the party softened to a distant hum, creating an intimate ambiance that intensified the connection between you. all the lights in the room were off except for a desk lamp.
a knowing smile played on his lips as he broke the silence. "i never thought i'd see you again," he confessed, his voice laced with a hint of surprise and delight.
a playful twinkle danced in your eyes as you retorted, "and here i thought you didn't remember me."
he chuckled, his gaze unwavering as he reached out to gently brush a strand of hair behind your ear. "i'd never forget a pretty face like yours," he replied, his words making a shiver go down your spine.
the air crackled with a shared magnetism, an unspoken understanding that drew you closer. time seemed to stand still as you locked eyes, the tension between you building with each passing moment. your lips locked with his in a heated kiss, fueled not only by your raw desire but also by the intoxicating effects of the alcohol coursing through your veins. the taste of alcohol lingered on his tongue, making you feel warmer. with each passing second, your tongues intertwined in a passionate dance, your mouths melding together with an insatiable hunger. his tongue moved in tandem with yours to an intoxicating rhythm that only you two could hear. a seamless blend of desire and instinct. you placed your hand over his chest. his heart felt as it was racing at the same pace as yours.
in the dimly lit room, the only illumination coming from the faint glow of the lamp, your bodies pressed against one another, your movements guided by an unspoken desire. “i want you.” he utters in between kisses. your heart raced in response. your voice barely a whisper as it mingled with the intoxicating taste of his mouth. "i want you too," you confessed, a hint of desperation threading through your words.
"but i can't," you breathed out, your voice a mixture of longing and restraint. the reality of the situation seeped in, momentarily overshadowing the intense desire that fueled your every touch and kiss.
his eyes searched yours, his face a mirror of confusion and yearning. "why?" he managed to utter, his voice laced with both disappointment and a hint of hope.
you hesitated, your fingers tracing circles on his chest as you struggled to find the right words. "there are things... circumstances," you whispered, your voice heavy with unspoken burdens. "it's complicated."
he let out a frustrated sigh, his forehead leaning against yours. "i understand," he murmured, his breath mingling with yours. "i mean, i still don’t even know your name.”
you smiled, “i don’t know yours either.”
you shared a small, knowing smile, the weight of your unspoken names adding to the allure of the moment. in this clandestine encounter, where the boundaries of familiarity and strangers blurred, it felt strangely freeing to be nameless entities driven purely by desire.
"maybe it's better this way," you whispered, your voice barely audible over the rhythmic beating of your hearts. "no names, no expectations. just this moment."
he nodded, a mix of uncertainty and vulnerability flickering in his eyes. "just this moment," he echoed.
you leaned in to kiss him one last time, “i think i should go find my friends but..” you paused, “i’ll see you around?”
the stranger smiled at you. fuck, he was handsome. “see you around, stranger.”
with one last lingering gaze, you reluctantly turn away. you step out of them room back into the pulsating energy of the party. as the sounds of the music filled your ears once again, the memory of that stolen moment and the taste of his lips lingered in your mind.
you couldn't help but wonder if fate would bring you together again, if chance encounters and unspoken desires would intertwine once more. before you could get lost in your thoughts you heard your name being called.
“where the hell have you been!” hermione enters your field of vision with ron and harry in tow. she shoves a cup with an unknown liquid into your hand.
“what is this?” you question.
"do you care?" you ponder hermione's question, contemplating the consequences of taking a sip from the mysterious drink. after a moment of hesitation, you decide to go for it and take a big gulp, hoping for the best. however, as the liquid hits your taste buds, you immediately regret your decision.
"what the fuck even was that?" you gag, trying to suppress the unpleasant taste that lingers in your mouth.
harry chuckles at your reaction. "i call it the potter extravaganza," he proudly declares, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes. "trademarked by me, obviously."
you can't help but burst into laughter, the absurdity of the situation you’ve just been put in sinking in. "thank you for the worst concoction i've ever had the honor of tasting," you mockingly thank him, playfully nudging his side.
harry feigns a bow, his lips curling into a playful grin. "you're very welcome," he replies, the mirth in his voice contagious.
with the tension diffused and laughter still lingering in the air, harry extends his hand towards you. "shall we dance?" he asks, a twinkle of excitement in his eyes.
a smile spreads across your face as you take his hand, feeling a surge of anticipation coursing through your veins. "let's dance!" you reply with enthusiasm, ready to let loose. you, harry, hermione and ron step onto the dance floor, joining the swirling sea of bodies moving to the rhythm of the music. as the music envelops you, you surrender yourself to the intoxicating atmosphere. you let yourself relax with the company of your friends. and some more ‘potter extravaganzas’ as the night goes on.
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blushing at the memory, you playfully stuck your tongue out at her. "oh, don't remind me! i still owe you for that," you joked.
[author's note: hi besties. its been a minute i got a little busy w life.. LOLZ but here's the next part! its kinda betaread but its also 1am so i do NOT trust current me. anyways i hope ur enjoying the ride i kinda just let loose with this one.. heehee... see u in the next one for #consequences]
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Then I Met You
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Description: Violet Ellis is about to have her whole life change in ways she never could have predicted. A story of love, loss, anger, and magic. If you had told 10 year old Violet that she was a witch, she would have laughed. And if you told her that her entire life was a lie? Well, she wouldn’t have believed you. But 15 year old Violet? She doesn't know who to trust or who is on her side. Except for him.
Song Rec.: Violet and Draco's Playlist
TW: Angst, Big Emotions™️, death, abandonment (of child), illegitimate child, mentions of war and death eaters. Bullying (from slytherins). Slowburn. I’m not British, so forgive me if I completely butcher this… If I missed anything, let me know.
Other: Slowburn romance, sort of fast-paced story.
Pairing: Draco Malfoy x OC
TAG LIST: OPEN
WC:
Alternative Reading: Wattpad , Ao3
Status: On-Going
Chapters:
Year One: The Hogwarts Express
Year One: The Welcome Feast
Year One: Day One
Year One: Day Three
Year One: Halloween
Year One: Lamest Quidditch Match Ever
Year One: The Hufflepuff Entourage
Year One: End of Year
Year Two: Flourish and Botts
Year Two: Return to Hogwarts
Year Two: Boy Trouble
Year Two: Gilderoy Lockhart
Year Two: Slytherins Prank First-Years
Year Two: More Boy Trouble
Year Two: Jealousy, Jealousy
Year Two: The Chamber of Secrets
Year Two: Astronomy
Year Two: Astronomy Part 2
Year Two: Rogue Bludger
Year Two: A Bit of Draco
Year Two: A Touch of Kindness
Year Two: Jade(d)
Year Two: A Friends Breaking Point
Year Two: Sick Day
Year Two: The Dueling Club
Year Two: Parseltongue
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