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mngo-jii · 10 months

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☆ 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐥 𝐩𝐚𝐠𝐞 (𝐡𝐩 𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝) 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 CRUSHING HEADCANONS ! 🐚

✉️ : i guess ill write it myself then (p.s. i havent written in MONTHS but you have NO right to tell me this sucks because this is the most you can get for hpma x reader 😠 /j) I'm open to requests, I'm bored

Daniel Page, who accidentally messes up his potion from staring at you too hard—who, on the other hand, was too fixated and focused on trying to help him ferment the mixture with what he had teached you so far.

Daniel Page, who constantly, indirectly calls you pretty.

Lottie had asked for advice on who she should draw to practice anatomy on, adding that it should be someone who has relatively pretty features so it won't be too hard to captivate. On the spur of the moment, Daniel was the one who almost immediately responded with your name.

Daniel Page, who always offers to help you study for exams, of course without a remark on how you "always need him" first.

Daniel Page, who ironically always needs you, and goes to you for help even though everyone else is a 100% available and a lot more suitable for the situation.

Daniel Page, who's slowly getting used to sneaking out at night with you to explore Hogwarts even further. To the point he could almost feel a pang of disappointment when you decide not to go.

"Alright," he speaks through his usual accent, "It's better not to get hung up by Mr. Filch anyway." He wishes you a goodnight after you do and tries to ignore the way his shoulders slump and how his mood lightly drops.

Daniel Page, who randomly gets reminded of how pretty you are despite the light frown you have displayed on your face as a result of whatever he said.

Additionally, Daniel Page who can't help but halt his speech when he realises how pretty your pout looks and the way you sassily cross your arms at him, so out of patience yet ready to hear him out. Hence why he always ends up "reluctantly" complying with your plan instead of his.

Daniel Page who covers up the fact that he wants you to dance with him "as a favor."

Daniel Page who gives you a flower because it was an "extra herb" he didn't need (even though he could have kept it for the next potion that acquired it), and makes up an entire potion when you asked what it was used for.

Daniel Page who suddenly distances himself from you when you start hanging out with another male student—

Daniel Page who says it was he who was "your first" and who has been on adventures with you more than anyone else and asks what's so special about said male student once you worriedly ask him what's going on

Daniel Page who's stuttering, awful lying, and flushed face never fail to give him away every time the others question him about you

Daniel Page who looks like a beaten-up puppy whenever you choose someone else over him. Notwithstanding it might be the smallest matter as to accompanying you to go back to your dorm to pick up something you forgot ☠️

Daniel Page who starts to stammer and sweat when you ask his opinion on how a certain outfit, accessory, or makeup looks on you— His response either being "It-it looks fine" or "uhhh um 🧍🏻‍♂️"

Daniel Page who feels guilty about the lack of solid answer he had given you, not to mention the pout on your face once you back away.

So he apologises afterward and straight up tells you that you're always pretty, and that he doesn't understand why you need to be told that when you'll always be the same or even prettier in anything you wear 🤷🏻...

Daniel Page who goes blank when he realises what he had just said ☹️

Just Daniel Daniel Daniel Daniel <3 he's a cutie patootie fr

a/n: GOD I ACTUALLY DON'T LIKE THIS ITS THE BEST I COULD DO IM SORRY

#(*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.ﾟ— written by lnr #hpma #hogwarts magic awakened #hpma x reader #hogwarts magic awakened x reader #daniel page x reader

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queenie-avenue · 4 months

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The smell of you drives him insane.

—> why was daniel carrying amortentia in his pocket?

⤻ inspired by @mngo-jii 's post about daniel with the love potion, love potion is not used on you, mutual pining, lovey-dovey, reader is gender neutral, reader is the mc of the game, and reader is charming (in line with the canon of the game), reader is referred to as [y/n], no content warning.

🦋 ⤻ archives.

For days, you had been wondering what in Merlin's beard was Daniel — Daniel Page, the oddball you liked so much — was doing with a potion of the strongest love potion there was, just sitting idly in his pocket. Where had he even learnt to brew such a strong potion? Or did he buy it.

If so, for what purpose.

You rolled around in your bed, rustling your sheets about as you tried to get your mind off the thoughts of Daniel and his love potion. Your rustling had seemed to even disturb Lottie as she groaned and told you to stop rustling about your bed.

"Sorry, Lottie. Just a bit restless is all," you apologised as you got up. You would hate to wake up Lottie or Ivy with your ceaseless thoughts of Daniel, and you couldn't help but flush at the thought of you struggling to stop thinking of Daniel.

God, I really need to stop, you thought.

Still, your curiosity burnt like Incendio. You groaned and finally decided to head to the common room for some reprieve. You were clearly keeping others awake with your brooding, even if they didn't know that it was about Daniel of all people.

"I'll go get some tea from the common room," you whispered to Lottie, informing her of where you'd go before heading outside and descending down the staircase.

Just from the corner of the staircase, you could already hear the bubbling coming from the common room.

"Hey Daniel," you greeted.

"Oh, hi [y/n]," Daniel yawned, as he looked lazily over you.

Was it just you or did his eyes linger a bit too long?

"You couldn't sleep?" Daniel inquired, eyes retreating back into his cauldron of whatever new potion he was brewing.

"Yeah, I kept tossing and turning but I didn't want to wake Ivy and Lottie up, so here I am!" You jokingly added jazz hands to your words.

Daniel seemed to appreciate the joke as he burst out in soft laughter. "Yeah, I couldn't fall asleep either." He continued as you decided to take a seat on the couch, watching Daniel on the opposite side as he continued to stir the cauldron. "You want a potion to help you sleep?" He offered, helpful as usual; even if he didn't like to admit it.

"No, no, it's fine." You shook your head. "I think I'll just watch you brew potions."

"Great, added pressure." He chuckled snarkily. "If you distract me and I ruin this potion, you're helping to clean up."

"Alright." You shrugged your soldiers. You were used to helping around with a lot of things, really. On your first day, you had already helped make a search team to try and find Ivy and well... the rest was history. Heck, even some strangers asked for help, and you couldn't reject them. You thought back to your muggle days and couldn't help but compare it to a video game.

This time, it was your turn to glance over at Daniel. You watched as he skillfully poured some concoction into his cauldron before stirring it. It was like your eyes were some kind of magnifying glass as you zoomed in all the smaller details of his face. His hair was matted to his forehead thanks to the sweat. You knew that the heat needed to brew certain potions was quite strong. You wished you had a handkerchief to pass to Daniel. Or better, to wipe his forehead off with.

Finally, your eyes wandered down to his cauldron, and the questions you kept asking in bed persisted. Just what was he doing with amortentia? Why did he have it? Was he planning to use it on someone? Why didn't he tell you? Why did you feel hurt by the idea the potion was not meant for you?

Just what were you doing with that amortentia in your pocket, Daniel?

His head suddenly snapped up to meet your gaze. Oops, did you say that aloud?

"What?" Daniel asked, his eyes widening into saucers, his cheeks heated up like someone had casted incendio on him.

Well, you came so far, might as well ask. "That day, when we were helping Hagrid, there was a bottle of Amortentia in your pocket." You said. "What were you doing with that? I didn't even know you could brew it! Isn't it a rather advanced potion?" You continued to question, causing Daniel's pale cheeks to continue turning a dark shade of red. You would be lying if you said you didn't enjoy it.

"I- I didn't brew it." Said Daniel, attempting to focus on the smaller aspects of your interrogation. "I bought it from the Weasley's." He clarified. "I would like to brew Amortentia one day, though! I heard that it's a challenging thing." The boy continued, scratching the back of his neck.

He may think he's slick, but you catch on quite easily.

"Then why did you buy it?" You inquired again, goading him on. "You don't plan to use it on anyone, do you?" She gasped, feeling a bit disturbed by the prospect of Daniel dosing someone else. If that someone was you, though... perhaps you'd be more susceptible to that idea.

"No, no!" Daniel denied hurriedly. "I know better than to practically drug someone, bloody hell." He sighed.

"Then why?" You pressed.

"I just... I just like how it smells." Your eyes widened at the reveal. Of all the things you had conjured in your head, Daniel liking the smell of the potion was something you had not expected. Then you remembered.

"Doesn't Amortentia smell like what or who you're most attracted to?" You recalled. "I read it in one of those potion books you borrowed me."

"Well... yeah. I just, you know, like it."

A pregnant pause filled the room.

"So... what does yours smell like?" You asked.

Daniel seemed to not expect such a bold question as he almost fell off his chair. "I- that's a bit... I don't know! I just know it smells good!" He replied.

"Oh, come on, Daniel, you got me more curious than a cat!" You exclaimed.

"And curiosity killed the cat, just so you know." Daniel replied snarkily.

"Yet satisfaction brought it back to life so please!" You pleaded.

"No!"

"Please, Daniel! I won't ask for anything more!"

This went on for another few minutes until the boy finally caved in. You were honestly top charming for your own good, Daniel could not help but think.

"But I... It's embarrassing."

"Here, I'll smell the potion too so it's embarrassing for the both of us!" You offered with a grin.

How could Daniel refuse that smile? Also, how could he refuse knowing what you were attracted to. If possible, he would brew a potion or some type of perfume that would allow him to smell just like how your Amortentia did.

"Deal." He smirked as he brought out the small vial of Amortentia. He popped open the cap and passed it to you.

You took a whiff of it and immediately froze. There was the scent of your favorite type of candy and your favourite flowers alongside the smell of the pages of your favourite book but... there was also something else. Something... you hadn't exactly expected but also was not shocked by.

The scent of sweet burnt wood, lemon zest and oddly enough, the scent of Daniel's hands; smelling of various herbs he had picked up the other week.

You stared at the potion and took another whiff.

Blimey. You thought.

"Well?" Daniel had leaned in a bit closer after a while.

"Tell yours first." You demanded.

"Ugh... fine." Daniel groaned as his brown eyes fluttered close, focusing on the scent of the love potion. Taking advantage of this, you couldn't help but continue to stare at Daniel, at his auburn hair, his chapped lips that you just wanted to smother your chapstick with. Everything about him was as attractive to you as that scent in the potion.

"I smell... the herbology classroom... not that icky stuff but the nice herbs and all that Professor Longbottom helped us pick," he commented, and you couldn't help but grip your uniform in excitement and anticipation. "I smell smokey wood, kind of like my house and the smell of gold?" He said. Was that all?

Daniel had frozen too.

After a small pause, he carried on.

"I smell [favourite flowers], a bit of [favourite candies] and... and..." His cheeks blushed as his eyes widened, blushing red.

"And what, Daniel?"

"And nothing!" He exclaimed.

"I don't believe you." You shook your head. "Come on, we had a deal. You promised to tell me!"

"Then you tell me yours first! I gave you a sneak preview! I deserve that, at least!" You shook your head at Daniel's words, but if he decided to be coy, you had to be the one to be bold!

"I smell my favourite flowers, my favourite candy, and the pages of my favourite book." You said.

"And?" This time it was his turn to press.

"You." You replied. "I don't know how to describe it." You knew exactly how but you just wanted your words to sink in properly that the Amortentia smelled like Daniel Page himself, so he wouldn't misunderstand. Your cheeks burned as he gazed at you.

"Me?"

"Yeah, wood, lemon zest, and all the herbs you gathered last week with me." You replied, staring straight into his eyes.

Daniel stayed silent for a moment. "I smell... your bedsheets. And your hands." He continued, using a tamer version of what you had confessed to him.

"Nice." Was all you could say.

An awkward silence enveloped the two of you as Daniel looked down at his abandoned potion, which had been all but evaporated by now thanks to him not paying attention to the heat.

"Want to help me brew this essence of dittany?" He asked, all of a sudden.

"Yeah." You smile.

"Come here, then." He motioned for you to take a seat beside him and you obeyed, practically rushing to his side as you read out the instructions.

It was distracting, though, especially with Daniel sitting so close and his nose practically buried in your hair.

✧ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ✧

"Should we wake them up?" Lottie asked, looking over at Ivy who was giggling like a toddler.

"No!" She said, perhaps too aggressively, considering that Lottie had stumbled back a bit. "Sorry. I think we should let them rest, it is the weekend, after all." Ivy smiled as she took Lottie's hands and hurriedly ran out the door of the common room.

Ivy ran back to them and quickly took a camera out, though. She just had to capture this picture to tease them about later.

Ivy properly left the common room with an image of Daniel and [y/n] on the couch of the common room; their heads lay against each other, mouths open and slightly drooling with their fingers interlaced.

#daniel page #daniel page x reader #hpma daniel #harry potter: magic awakened #hpma #hpma mc #hpma ivy #ivy warrington #hpma lottie #lottie turner #harry potter

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danifies · 8 months

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Charming

hii story drabble for my favorite boy daniel page!

❝ TAGS ❞ fem mc x daniel, y/n used, year 3 spoilers, ooc(?)

You were charming, there was no doubt about it. That's what Daniel had always found intriguing about you, a muggle born who seemed to effortlessly charm all and any witch or wizard in proxy to you.

Daniel had a hard time pinning exactly how'd you do such a thing. Could it be that, given only being a third year, you were excellent at charms that most had trouble with? This definitely could be a factor, considering he's witnessed your impressive duels with Cassandra and the Frey's.

Or was it how you were so selfless when it came to helping others? He remembers first year when you dropped everything to find Ivy which you barely even knew well enough yet to do such a thing.

Daniel being friends with you, had taught him that over the three years of being at Hogwarts, you were quite known to all. It seemed like every class he'd attended had someone who dropped your name. "Did you hear? Y/n dueled with Elliot Evers! He's more advanced with techniques but yet she beat him!"

And that was another thing. Almost all of third year when the news had spread about his family being locked up, when he had blown off her and Ivy countless times to learn spells with Elliot, when he had told you a bit harshly that he didn't need friends but to be left alone, you never gave up on him. You helped him get Esme back, helped him fight in battles with Gridley, but most of all, you stayed. You stayed by his side.

After all that ended, you never once expected something in return for that all, which truefully daniel thought you'd maybe ask for a favour or two, but nothing ever came up... well perhaps not nothing

Daniel found himself in his least favorite place—the Dance club. He had received an owl from you to meet him here, so he was now. He had already awkwardly turned down the many offers from others to dance desperately, looking around the ballroom to catch a glimpse of you.

"Daniel!" He whipped his head towards your voice. You were dressed up more than usual; you looked... pretty. Her cheeks flushed from running to the hall, he assumed. It suited you, which made him feel a subtle warmth, trying to sneak his way to his own.

"Sorry I'm late, I hope you didn't wait too long" He shook his head and slipped his gands into his pockets. "Don't worry. Anyways why did you want to meet me here?" Daniel tilted his head in confusion when she let a giggle out.

"Well, it's simple." She smiled at him, and he cursed at the way his cheeks held the shade close to his hair color on them. "I want to dance with you, Daniel" He remained silent letting her words sink in before managing to blurt out "You.. want to dance? With me?"

"Yes Daniel, with you" Daniel cleared his throat and held out his hand "Alright then, I suppose Dancing with you isn't as bad as it usually be." She took his hand and lead him to the dance floor.

That day, he found out your charm was real, as real as anything. He finally fell victim after years of denying failing for such a thing, or so he thought. It seems he's been under since he met you. He was just trying to deem it fake for the sake of his heart. His cheeks would always flush red when you'd praise him for his skill in potions, when you asked him to dance so he wouldn't be bothered by others when they tried their hardest to persuade him.

You were charming, no doubt. Daniel Page found it intriguing how you managed to sneak your way into his thoughts, how you caught his eye everywhere he went, and how you, out of all students in Hogwarts chose him to give your every moment too. But he would want no other way.

this is my first time writing anything but the lack of Daniel story's on here is hurting my heart (っ◞‸◟c) anyways i hope this feeds other daniel fans well !!

#⌯’ㅅ’⌯ — sophie writes #“danifies ♡ daniel”#daniel page x reader #hpma x reader #daniel page #daniel page x mc #hp magic awakened

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just-an-anon-reader · 9 months

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My OC giving Daniel a flower cuz this boi needs a hug!! _(:3 」∠)_

#magic awakened #daniel page #harry potter #give this boi a hug please #daniel page x reader #daniel page x mc

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rkdhsdl · 5 months

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you are feeding into my hpma brainrot right now T~T LIKE I JUST STARTED PLAYING YESTERDAY AND EXPECTED FEWER FCS AND HCS OF DANIEL BUT HERE YOU ARE DOING THE LORD'S WORK.

for a short fic idea, how about a y/n with a flirty attitude that says cheesy pick-up lines to daniel as a way to tease him thinking he'd just shrug them off but he actually fell for them as time passed on. (and they're in the same friend group which makes it harder for daniel to not fall for them)

keep writing author!! i am your number one fan right now (self proclaimed title)

-K.M

love, don’t do this to me…

word count: 1846 gender neutral reader character(s): daniel page TW/CW: i don’t know man, ooc characters + i forgor the story so it probably doesn’t make sense writer’s notes: daniel’s hopelessly in love w/ u and he doesn’t know what to do, and i’m using some of the pickup lines my s/o uses bc they’re so corny + and i think i made this too long oopsies

daniel’s first thought when he met you within the train to hogwarts was, ‘what an eccentric person,’ and nothing more. he still remembers your first interaction with him– well, not really, as he was just watching you talking with lottie animatedly. never would he have realised that he would fall for you in such a short amount of time.

now, daniel thinks that liking you is somewhat of a curse that you put on him, a spell, mayhaps a potion? but he knows deep inside of his heart that isn’t really the case. after some… incidents during your third year, you and your friend group, which included himself, reconciled properly- which may have been the trigger to his thumping heart whenever you were near.

it first started when you were all in your fourth years, sitting on the long dinner tables.

“hey, daniel, oi, listen!” you snap your fingers in front of his face, caramel eyes blinking and looking at you in curiosity. you continue, “you know, it’s pretty hot here…”

daniel squints at you in confusion, eyes urging you to continue. ivy starts to laugh, covering her mouth in a poor attempt to hold her chuckles.

“what do you mean? it’s pretty cool here.” the brown haired boy retorts in confusion.

“i don’t know, to me it’s quite toasty here… maybe it’s because you just came out of the oven, cause you’re really hot–”

daniel’s face contorts into surprise as his ears burn, hands scrambling to cover your mouth before he heard anything more. his eyebrows furrow in annoyance as he notices how your (e/c) eyes started to gleam of smugness, feeling your lips turn into a coy smile.

“merlin’s beard, (y/n), that is not appropriate in public!” the auburn haired boy reprimands you. to be completely honest, he would’ve come back at you with another, more, cheesy pick up line, but in the moment, he could only think about your words. he knew himself that your words didn’t really have much meaning to it, as he heard you vocalise similar words towards the others.

but he couldn’t help but hear his own heart beat vigorously at the thought of you really meaning it to him.

after that, daniel started to act a little off around you. you didn’t notice, though on the other hand, ivy, robyn, kevin and lottie would roll their eyes in exasperation as they saw their brown eyed friend stutter and trip on his steps around you, face burning in a red flush whenever you and daniel would accidentally lock gazes together.

the second time he knew again was in your fifth year.

“come on, daniel, you know you like them!” robyn’s voice is piercing in the evening air, as she points an accusing finger towards daniel.

“shush! what if they hear?” daniel attempts to calm robyn down as he looks around.

and speak of the devil, you float down from your broom, in all your glory as you plop down next to ivy as you bring your broom towards the floor.

“well, since you called, here i am, what’s your other two wishes?” you speak, voice suave and laced with confidence as you lean towards daniel. the four friends gather slightly and watch, finding amusement when daniel starts to stutter and shut down, face turning bright red. your eyes crinkle into a satisfied smirk as you pat his back quite harshly, causing the boy to stumble in his stupor.

“so, why are we here again?” you ask, looking at the dark forest near hagrid’s home, subconsciously taking daniel’s hand into yours as you drag him around towards the entrance– or so you presumed to be– of the forest. the tawny haired boy felt your hand against his, as his mind started to clog up with nothing but fluster, unable to listen to whatever you and the others were talking about.

following this situation, daniel had promptly started avoiding you, which made you slightly confused, though you paid no mind. maybe something happened again, you’d think, as you walk around hogsmeade with lottie and ivy.

the third time he found himself kicking his feet like a highschooler in love was in his dorm bed during the sixth year.

daniel eventually learned the hard way that avoiding and evading situations where you��d be in was unavoidable, and eventually started to try be less obvious about his feelings for you. hopefully, you didn’t know. the last he would want is for your friendship to sever due to his feelings.

daniel was waiting in one of the cafes at hogsmeade as he waited for your arrival. you arrive, cheeks rosy and warm due to the cold of the winter, wrapped up and cosy in your overcoat, scarf and hat. you looked adorable in daniel’s eyes, and he didn’t know that he was staring until you waved your gloved hands in front of him.

he looks at the menu with you, skimming through the assortment of drinks and desserts listed.

as you both order, you both start talking about school, until you decide to start another of your corny pick up lines.

“hey, daniel, you know what’s on the menu?” you ask, trying your best not to pop out a smile.

the boy nods, “yeah, drinks and sorts?”

“no, no, it’s me ‘n’ you~” you reply, with an arch tone laced into your voice. daniel’s eyes blow wide open, ears burning once more as he stares at you dumbfounded, taking some time to understand your words.

once it processes, daniel starts to malfunction slightly as he slams his head on the table, causing some looks from the other booths. you jump slightly, startled, but pat his head as you chuckle.

“really, daniel? your reactions are just too cute!” you coo. your words turn daniel into mush, as he leans into your hand. he wishes you also like him back, as he presses his head into his arms more in bashfulness.

once the two of you headed back to hogwarts, he was nearly screaming into his pillow that night as he kicks his feet, reminiscing your actions and words again and again, repeat in his mind.

the fourth time he know he’s fallen helplessly in love with you was the seventh year, during the early start.

daniel knows that there isn’t much time, and he wishes to spend as much time with you. you and your friends, including him, know that soon, after graduation, you all will part ways, contacts rare as you all live your own individual lives.

the chocolate eyed boy wishes that time would stop, as he looks at your animated conversation with lottie about a new art museum that opened near your home. his gaze is sewn with love and adoration as his eyes trace the side of your face, the outlines and your joyful expression.

ivy, robyn and kevin look at daniel with a deadpan stare as they look at each other with a knowing look.

what the four– including lottie– knew was how you’d stare at daniel the same when he’d be brewing potions in the small potions room that he was practically living in, (e/c) eyes reflecting the small flame under the cauldron as you’d admire his focused expression.

they knew the both of you were hopelessly in love with each other, and they did not want the two of you to part ways without a proper ending.

the four arrange a group study meeting in the library, only for them to not appear as you and daniel stare awkwardly at each other, waiting for lottie, ivy, robyn and kevin.

“maybe they bailed? it’s been well over half an hour…” you mutter, as you set your bag down on the floor, gesturing daniel to sit to the opposite of you.

he complies, pulling the chair to accommodate himself as he sets some books down on the wooden table.

moments of silence pass as you look up towards the boy, his coppery coloured hair complementing his face swishes around slightly as his eyes and head move around to search for information.

“daniel?”

he looks up at you, tilting his head as you smile slightly.

“you know, i’m studying to be a historian, because i’m quite interested into finding a date…”

daniel blinks for a few seconds, face bursting into a bright red, as he stares at you once again in stupor, mouth opening and closing as he attempts to find the right words to come back at your cheesy pick up line. his attempts fail as he deflates into his chair, head sinking down into his hands as he cools his face down.

you chuckle in amusement as you put your books into your bag, doing the same to the flushed boy’s, giving out his bag to him as you stand to his right, scanning his flustered features on his face.

daniel stands up soon after, taking his bag from your hands as he looks away from your smug face, speedwalking from you towards the exit, as you run towards him in mirth, your chuckles reaching his red ears.

the fifth and last time he knows he needs to confess is in christmas, during your seventh year, the last year in hogwarts.

his hands are clammy and shaking, once again in the cafe at hogsmeade, awaiting your arrival. christmas songs are ringing in the streets, as children skip around in merry joy with the songs as the adults walk around, smiles donning their faces.

the bell of the cafe rings as you enter the cafe, sliding into daniel’s booth, smiling as you dust some of the snow off of your shoulders. daniel thinks you look adorable as ever, as he pushes your favourite drink towards you as he sips on his. you look at him with glee as you take the warm beverage with appreciation, smiling as you enjoy the taste.

“(y/n)?” he calls out to you, as you look at him with curiosity. daniel continues, a small smile playing on his features.

“they say nothing lasts forever—so would you be my nothing?”

daniel thinks he did a good job in hiding his nervousness as he looks towards the window, unable to wait for your reaction.

from the peripheral vision of his eyes, he sees your face flare up, ears warm as your eyes stare at him in fluster.

ah, success… he thinks, as he looks at you with the same coy smile of yours, as he gestures for you to come closer. you comply, unable to retort another pick up line back.

“so, would you be the final piece of my life?” he whispers in your ear. daniel hopes that you reciprocate his feelings back, as he looks at you expectantly.

you nod, as you hide your face in your scarf as you collapse into your seat, thoughts running in your mind as you malfunction, unable to connect comprehensible words.

daniel chuckles as he reaches over to pat the top of your head in endearment.

at least he isn’t the only one with adorable reactions.

#hpma x reader #hpma #daniel page x reader #daniel page

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kyokikikie · 5 months

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Potions

-> in which Y/N goes to the potions classroom to practice for the upcoming exam, finds Daniel working on a polyjuice potion. (again.)

“I hate the beach but i stand

In california with my toes in the sand”

-Sweater Weather, The Neighbourhood

It was Y/n’s 6th year at Hogwarts, a year before her N.E.W.T.S which was the final exam in Hogwarts. She passed her O.W.L.S all thanks to Ivy who tutored her for a whole month, though she barely passed potions.

Which was why Y/n was seen carrying her potions textbook, making her way to the potions classroom — after getting permission from Professor Slughorn as students were not allowed to enter classrooms without a teacher or teacher’s permission.

When she entered, she saw a silhouette of a familiar male student, mumbling to himself. “Daniel?” She called out, “Why are you still here? Shouldn’t you be on the train back home?”

Daniel turned around to meet the H/c-haired girl, who placed her textbook on one of the tables. “Well, my sister had work and wouldn’t be able to come home before break ends. Not to mention, I needed to brew this one potion without the use of the book…” he explained. The male rubbed his temples, “ if only i can remember what to do after i put in the Bicorn Horn…”

Based on what Y/n had read in her textbook just moments before, Bicorn Horn is needed for Polyjuice potion. “Is Daniel brewing it again?” She thought to herself, recalling how Daniel secretly tried brewing the said potion a few years back when they were 3rd years as they were not supposed to brew anything like polyjuice potion.

Y/n frowned.

Daniel noticed this and spoke up, “Before you say anything, I have the Professor’s permission to do so. I won't be using a single drop of it.” This calmed Y/n down as the expression on her face became more relaxed. “I-I think you should get some sleep Daniel,” She suggested, “You used to remember every step to every potion before i can say ‘Swish and Flick’.”

“I did though, I just woke up.”

Y/n came closer to the boy and looked at the cauldron. “I think you should heat it up for 20 seconds at a high temperature. Then–”

“Let it sit for 24 hours!” Daniel continued, “Thanks so much, Y/n!” The girl went back to her table, opened her textbook and got ready to brew a potion.

Just then, a cauldron at the side of the room caught her eye. Usually, the shelves on the right were for professor Slughorn's potion that he brewed for the next class or from the previous.

Y/N stepped closer to the said cauldron. “Ah- Y/n, don't go too close. Thats Amortentia, love potion. Professor said it was dangerous pouring it away.” The auburn haired boy went to her, looking at the pink liquid inside.

She perceived a strong scent of fresh cut grass, herbs, and potion ingredients, making her whip her head to the only person she knew who smelt like that.

Potion ingredients? Big giveaway to who it was.

Daniel Page.

The guy who would stop her from doing the most reckless things and always failed to do so.

The guy who would talk to her about potions with passion.

The guy who used to avoid big crowded places as he was antisocial.

The guy who used to be easily irritated by her, not anymore.

“I smell…. (Your choice of scent), what about you?” The boy snapped her out of her trance, “what do you smell, Y/n?”

Just hearing him say her name made her heart flutter with butterflies. Oh how much she wanted to place her lips against his.

Daniel stepped closer to the girl and waved his hand in front of her face, “Earth to Y/n?”

“Oh- right, uh… fresh cut grass, potion ingredients and herbs.” She told him. Daniel furrowed his brow, trying to think of who it was.

He pondered for a moment, eyes narrowing in concentration. Then it hit him. It was him. Of course it was him, no one likes potions that much to have them smell like it.

“Is it…. Me?” Daniel confidently said.

“No.” Y/n denied, smiling.

“It is me!”

“No it isn't!”

“It is!”

“You’re wrong, daniel.”

As the two argued, Daniel leaned closer to Y/n, making her step back but was blocked by one of the tables. “Oh shut up-“ Daniel said playfully. “Make me.” The H/c-haired girl tilted her head to stare at him directly at his hazel eyes.

He leaned closer, his arms on the table for support, “Oh yeah?” A rosy hue crept across her cheeks, she decided ‘fuck it’ and swallowed the small gap between them.

The boy didn't pull away. Instead, he kissed her back. In that moment, time seemed to stand still, lost in the intensity of their connection. Their lips met in a passionate dance, tasting the desire that hung in the air.

After a while, they pulled away, gasping for air. “So, what are we?” She asked, awaiting for a reply.

“That's for you to decide, but for now, you're mine.”

Written by: kyoki/yukiiq (on Ao3)

#harry potter #harry potter magic awakened #daniel page #oneshot #x reader #daniel page x reader #daniel page x mc #potions #hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry #hogwarts

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bunn-n · 9 months

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Danny boy

Hi!! I am still obsessed with Hpma :3 annnddd I drew Daniel with some head cannons! Nothing new really. I’d say this is like late year two early year three Daniel !!

I’m also gonna write some head cannons(this is my first time doing this so sorry if it’s bad)

•I like to think his jacket he wears belonged to his mother

• Him and his sister have movie nights when Daniel is on break.

• Daniel is supposed to wear glasses but he thinks they get in the way when he’s working on his potions

•I think he has a real soft spot for animals. Specifically felines

• i feel like he should have a Gap so uh he has one according to me

•His hands are cold and clammy

• His sister teases him for having mainly female friends

I can’t think of anymore so here’s the art :3

I hope you like it

#hpma x reader #harry potter magic awakened #daniel page x reader #hpma oc #hpma daniel page #hp magic awakened #harry potter #Hpma head cannons #headcanon #wet dog boys #he’s just a little guy #i’m so normal #i want to hug them #oc x cannon #fanart #anime

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scarydeadlavender · 9 months

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꧁༺ 𝓗𝓪𝓹𝓹𝔂 𝓫𝓲𝓻𝓽𝓱𝓭𝓪𝔂 ༻꧂

demande of @thedogisontopofthecarmom :

okay I was wondering if you could do one where it Daniels birthday and because of his sister taking care of him he’s never had a really grand party with a lot of presents and food so the reader and his friends decided to throw him a surprise party so threw out the day they had to act like they forgot which led to Daniel being sad the whole day but when he gets back to the conman room the whole day started to make scenes to him

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When his alarm went once the noise finally stopped or at least, that's what he

It took him a couple of minutes to decide to leave the comforting warmth. His feet touched the cold floor of the dimly lit dormitory, and

With that done, he moved towards the large mirror next to his wardrobe, adjusting his house-colored tie with a bit of annoyance as it refused to cooperate. After that, he put on his black cape, its inner lining also matching his house's color. On his badge, there were threads that glowed, and stains from potions were visible, especially on the sleeves, making his cape more personal and unique.

He looked at himself in the mirror, attempting to tame his unruly hair, but eventually gave up, just blowing on the strand that fell over his right eye and rolling his eyes at the situation.

But then his gaze landed on the small calendar pinned to a corkboard where a few personal photos and pictures of his friends were hung. There were a lot of notes, and his schedule was posted as well. His eyes scanned each square one by one until he fixated on the date November 22, circled hastily in red. A small note was written beside it.

His eyes widened as he read what was written: "My birthday." A smile spread across his lips. Truth be told, he wondered how he could have forgotten his own birthday. Shame on him.

He chuckled a bit and then looked at his alarm clock, realizing he was running late. So, he dashed to the Great Hall with excitement, eager to see his friends. When he arrived at the entrance of the Great Hall, he grinned like a child in front of a candy store. He approached the table, his friends noticing him. He, who was usually cold, tense, and definitely not a morning person, well... that was somewhat surprising.

Robyn watched him sit down next to Tp, who was enjoying a pancake with some red fruits scattered on his plate.

Daniel: Hey everyone!

She looked at him, surprised by how lively he was in the morning. Usually, she was the energetic one, not him. In a way, their roles were reversed. Despite his thoughts that his friends would all wish him a happy birthday, none of them reacted, too busy with their breakfast. So, he tried to drop them a hint.

Daniel: Do you guys know what day it is?

Kevin: Sandwich Day!

Daniel: Huh?

The blond seemed excited as a flea, striking a dramatic pose in front of his friend, who didn't seem to know what Sandwich Day was.

Kevin: Every Thursday, I bring a peanut butter sandwich for Freddy the Niffler.

Daniel furrowed his brows, not quite understanding what he meant. Daniel: So... Freddy is a Niffler?

Kevin hummed joyfully, clasping his hands together before a slight frown appeared on his face. Kevin: But today we ran out of peanut butter, so I asked Robyn, "What should I bring him?" and she said, "A ham sandwich!" I can't possibly feed Freddy ham! Do you guys know what ham is?

Daniel grabbed a bowl and poured a small amount of cereal into the brown wooden bowl. He then poured milk while listening to his friend rambling, responding with a perplexed tone. Daniel: Meat?

Kevin: IT'S MEAT! If I gave Freddy meat, I'd be a horrible creature!! So, I'm late because I had to go to the kitchen to ask for peanut butter, because all we had was GROSS HAM!!

Kevin shot an angry look at Robyn, who just rolled her eyes. Daniel chuckled a bit and started eating his cereal. Daniel: Kevin, is it really that important?

Kevin looked down at the table, spearing his fork into a pancake before taking a bite, mumbling something under his breath, keeping his thoughts away from Robyn's hearing.

Tp: Oh, by the way, Daniel!

His eyes widened, hoping that she had remembered his birthday. But instead, Tp clasped her hands together in a praying motion, closing her eyes and beseeching Daniel. Tp: After classes, I REALLY need your help to revise for the Potions lesson. Please, help me.

Part of him was indeed glad to help Tp and spend time with her. However, another part of him was saddened that even his best friend had forgotten this important date. He forced a smile and lightly patted Tp's head. Daniel: Yeah, sure.

Tp: Oh my god, you're my savior!

Daniel: You can say that once you get a good grade.

He refocused on his cereal, letting Tp playfully groan at what he just said. He played with the few remaining cereal pieces in his bowl, feeling a bit down, hoping that at least someone would wish him...

Unfortunately, no one did. Even if it had been from the Frey twins, he would have accepted. However, everyone seemed to be avoiding him, as evidenced by their strange behavior.

He studied as planned, but Lottie approached Tp and whispered something in her ear. Seeing Tp laugh, he felt a pang in his heart, realizing that his friends were having fun without him, forgetting his birthday. Perhaps they had something important to do?

Daniel reflected on his day. No, he was avoiding that. It all started during History of Magic class, where Tp usually sat next to him, but this time she sat next to Ivy. Then at the meal, everyone was talking together, and when he approached, they avoided the question, telling him, "Don't worry, it's not about you." Later, he was chatting with Lottie when she left for no apparent reason, leaving him alone in the cold corridors of Hogwarts. And now, Tp was acting as if he wasn't there. It frustrated him not to understand what was going on, but it made him sad not to share these moments with his friends and not to be able to celebrate his birthday with them. Should he eat a poor cupcake with overly sugary frosting and a lone candle? So, he got up, closed the book abruptly, gathered his things, and headed towards the exit of the potion room. But he halted at the sound of Tp's voice.

Tp: Daniel, where are you going? Daniel: I think you have other things to do, Tp.

He could hear Tp asking him to wait, but instead, he continued walking through the corridors of Hogwarts. He wanted to be alone. He felt tears stinging his eyes, and he could also hear his friend's footsteps trailing behind him, persistently asking him to stop.

So when he felt the cold hitting his face, he stopped, clenching his fists, listening to his friend inquire about what was going on. He couldn't contain the sadness he'd been feeling since morning any longer. He turned around abruptly, fixing his gaze on his friend.

Daniel: You want to know what's wrong? Well, I'll tell you! I'm upset that my friends forgot my birthday!

He wiped away tears that were flowing aggressively, while Tp looked at him, allowing him to release the overflow of emotions. He ran his hands through his hair.

Daniel: I... I never had a big birthday when my sister took care of me... so... I wasn't asking for anything other than a simple "happy birthday." Just that! And... it would have made my day really great!

He wanted to stop the tears that were flowing freely down his cold cheeks due to the temperature, but to his surprise, he couldn't. Seeing the situation, Tp didn't know what to say, so she gently enveloped him in a hug, wanting to comfort him.

With his auburn-haired head still crying, apologizing for crying, Tp felt guilty. Not guilty for forgetting his birthday, as she remembered that date and had even been counting the days, hours, and minutes left until that special day. She felt guilty for putting her friend in this state! She couldn't hold back any longer from explaining why she hadn't said anything. So, with a simple gesture, gently taking one of his hands, she guided him, whispering:

"Daniels, come with me."

He didn't understand why he had to follow her. After all, he just wanted to be alone for now. But a small voice told him to listen to the girl. He didn't really notice the moment they arrived at their house's common room, or when Tp uttered the password. But what surprised him most was the common room itself, which was astonishingly dim. He even had to rub his eyes to try to see what was happening.

Daniel: Tp, what's going on here...

Before Tp could reply, the lights came back on, and all his friends were present, wearing birthday hats on their heads. They all shouted in unison:

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DANIEL!"

He was genuinely surprised, and this time, tears of joy streamed down his cheeks. The common room was adorned with colorful garlands, and numerous balloons of every hue adorned the floor. A large table displayed multiple cakes, each with different colors and flavors, and a small pile of presents was right beside it.

Tp smiled at him sadly, her friends not understanding why he was crying as they approached him.

Tp: I'm sorry you thought we had forgotten your birthday...

Lottie: Maaaan, did you really think we forgot your birthday?

Kevin: We've been preparing this for 2 weeks! How could we have forgotten!

Daniel sniffled before smiling.

Daniel: Thank you, friends, thank you for this party... I... I'm sorry for thinking that! All his friends laughed.

Tp: We know you've never really had a birthday, so... we wanted to give you this surprise!

Ivy: Group hug?

Daniel: N-no, no group hug.

Ivy: Come on, just this once!

Daniel chuckled a bit before gesturing for his friends to come in for the hug. After a few seconds, Robyn hopped up and down, clapping her hands.

Robbyn: Now, the cake! Everyone laughed, leading Daniel to a cake in the colors of his house, with several candles placed on it. And for the first time, a group of people he cared about sang the famous "Happy Birthday" song to him. He took a deep breath and blew out the candles, where their flames danced.

No doubt, this birthday filled with laughter, joy, food, and gifts will be etched in his memory...

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number of words: 2010

oh my god i feel like it went bad TwT , i hope you like it!

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thestralluvr · 7 months

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daniel said friends way too much for my liking, so here’s his letter to us but ~romantical~

I’m planning to admire the full moon tonight at the Astronomy Tower. It’s got the best views. Anyway, I was wondering if you could come with me. I believe beautiful nights like these are best spent with beautiful people. I’ve also prepared some gifts for you, something simple to share with a beautiful person.

Yours sincerely, Daniel

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chhtusyk · 8 months

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I am absolutely BEGGING you for a hpma one shot, drabble, headc’s… whatever, for a male oc named Aloysius x Daniel Page.

Basically Daniel wants to ask him out to be his dance partner for the in game weekend dances but he is afraid Aloysius will understand he basically is crushing on him hard (Aloysius knows it and the feeling is mutual, he just wants to let Daniel do it at his own pace). So Daniel is a nervous wreck trying to ask him out without asking him out and trying to find lame excuses.

Three days.

Normally Daniel wasn't the one who set deadlines on things as vain as you are, but for the first time in a long time it seemed that he had a clear objective.

He had been thinking about the idea in his mind for a while, but the mere fact of him realizing his intentions ate at him inside, maybe that was in his nature, to be afraid or insecure about things as simple as you are.

But the simple 'What will they say' was much stronger than him.

First day.

Daniel found Aloysius in his regular classes, talking as usual (Aloysius was the one doing the talking, Daniel was just listening.) He seemed a bit anxious at times and he was even sure Aloysius had noticed that.

On the other hand, Aloysius could tell from miles away how Daniel was, he was a little uncomfortable because he had never seen him that way but he didn't want to force him to reveal his darkest thoughts either, he knew that Daniel was someone who found it hard to open up.

"I thought..." Daniel began to say to Aloysius when they were about to leave the history of magic class. "You know..."

Aloysius looked at Daniel extremely curious, he could see him almost trembling.

"That you could help me with the enchantment homework." Daniel finally said, looking at Aloysius. The boy remained silent for a few moments.

"Oh sure."

Second day.

Maybe this day would be different, yesterday had been a fiasco but hope was the last thing to be lost or that was what he heard others say, he tried to ask Ivy for help but the only thing he achieved was that she was talking for a long time about another topic that had little to do with it. He didn't see much of Aloysius either, his classes didn't coincide and the homework was overwhelming.

When he entered the common room, he saw him sitting at one of the many tables doing his homework, Daniel sat next to him, the boy looked at the other's paper.

"I wasn't going to copy" Daniel said defensively looking at him "I didn't even take divination classes."

With that comment, Aloysius relaxed, looking at Daniel.

"So..."

"So?"

Daniel begged to be shot, the situation was quite awkward, he simply looked away and went to his backpack pretending to be looking for his Arithmancy scrolls but simply trying to ignore Aloysius.

"Dance club..." Those were the magic words that made Daniel listen carefully "I guess it's okay... But I don't know, Hogwarts doesn't do events like dances and stuff..." Aloysius laughed instead while he was looking up at the ceiling, rocking in his chair.

"Maybe it's something for the students to get to know each other." Daniel thought aloud. Aloysius, who was still rocking in his chair, looked at him.

"So you think? You're not the one to say that."

Daniel clicked his tongue, of course he wasn't the one to say that.

"Well, I'm done, I'll have a horrible month," Aloysius said, beginning to put away his scrolls. Daniel looked at him almost stunned.

"Sorry?"

"Professor Trewlaney will be delighted that I broke my leg going to ancient runes class," the boy said laughing before taking his backpack. "I'll see you tomorrow, Dani."

Daniel was left alone at that table, alone with his thoughts and his arithmancy homework. Another missed opportunity.

Third day.

His deadline came, it had to be today. Luckily for him, today most of the classes he had were with Aloysius and surely he could tell him.

As soon as he got to the history of magic classroom, he saw lvy sitting next to Aloysius, great, he had forgotten about that little bug with legs that followed them everywhere.

Daniel sat in front of them with another student, while the classroom was still out of control due to the absence of the teacher. Daniel turned to see Aloysius.

"Do you really think that Professor Trewlaney will fall for that?" Daniel asked looking at Aloysius, he smiled and made a small movement with his finger.

"Indeed, Daniel, that old woman believes everything, the more dramatic the better," the boy said, smiling at him. "Hey, I need to talk to you alone later, it's for the damn potions homework."

Daniel could feel how he was getting a little excited, it was the perfect opportunity to invite Aloysius to be his partner.

The common room was almost empty if it weren't for a few who were playing with some spells, among the people that were still there were Daniel and Aloysius still with the blessed potions homework.

It was much easier if Daniel to pass the answers to Aloysius and get out of it quickly, but the boy insisted that he had to learn the formula, by force if necessary, while Daniel did most of the work. Aloysius watched him in silence, listening to his comments. explanations.

In reality, he was only partially listening. He wasn't even that interested in potions homework or failing the subject, he just wanted to be with Daniel a little longer than normal.

And he suspected that Daniel also wanted to spend more time with him.

"You're not even listening to me" Daniel said crossing his arms looking at Aloysius, he just smiled and shrugged.

"What can I tell you, you talk like Professor Binns"

Daniel rolled his eyes, leaning back in his seat, the potion was made, he just had to wait a bit. Maybe it was time to tell him, it was now or never. Daniel settled into his chair, took a breath and looked at Aloysius.

"Do you want to go to the dance with me?"

It wasn't Daniel, but Aloysius who seemed a little or more nervous than him.

"I was about to ask you that..."

#daniel page x reader #hpma x reader #harry potter magic awakened #harry potter #daniel page #hpma daniel #hpma mc #daniel page x mc

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messrsmoonysstar · 9 months

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GUYS CAN YOU SUGGEST SOME POV AND I'LL WRITE? I'M BORED. I'LL TRY MY BEST TO WRITE IT BETTER. .

Marauders era or HPMA. Your choice. It can be modern au

Free to suggest (I can't write smut 😭)

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mngo-jii · 10 months

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Im thinking Daniel and sick reader...(im sick right now. if u can't tell 🤕)

“HOGWARTS ISN'T IMMUNE TO COMMON COLD.”

synopsis: daniel attempts to wake you up from a seemingly deep slumber, only to discover you're sick.

tags/warnings: mutual pining. in a seperate ask, anon cleared up that they wanted a female reader! additional warning: this sucks

wc: 2.1k (oops)

✉️: i hope you get well soon, anon! on another note, i didn't mean to make this so long uh 🧍🏻‍♀️

Daniel walks you to class every morning.

It's a tradition now—an unspoken one for sure. Given that you two share a house and are "well-acquainted" (according to him).

Though the boy had always insisted he'd prefer brewing potions to making friends, he has quite the number of them, much to his surprise.

That surprise was planted by you, and what it had sprouted into made you two considerably close. So, beyond the shadow of a doubt, you two definitely aren't only "well-acquainted." Hell, definitely not just friends, either—from what the others could see.

Needless to say, they notice the faint blush coating your cheeks when you two are alone (you two definitely aren't alone if they had known that).

Or the awkward glances you two exchange at the dance practice. ...Not to mention the constant fumbling of your hands when you two are the ones conversing at a group discussion. They have eyes, you know.

Indeed, you two are close. Up to the point it had made your friends raise an eyebrow at you every so often. And that had Robyn raising an eyebrow at him right now.

"Daniel? Where're you going? Class is this way, stupid."

He gives her a look before making his way down the Grand Staircase, "I forgot to get [Y/N]." Robyn leans onto the railing, watching him sink into the lower level of the tower. "I'll see you at class," he says loudly, enough for her to hear.

"Oh?" Robyn grins, "Looking for your girlfriend, I see!" She yells from above, causing the heads of passersby to turn. Daniel flinches and looks up at her like she's crazy. He wishes he was up there right now to flipendo her, but she had already ran off with a hasty See you, then!

A few onlookers still have eyes on him. He feels as though he's shrinking under their gaze.

"...'Bit young for you to be courting a lady, don't you think, boy?" One inquisitive painting utters to him, and he pretends not to hear beyond his loud groan.

The unfortunate boy couldn't control the thudding of his chest as he entered your house tower, and was unable to keep his calm long enough to escape his fellow housemates' worried stares. At some point, he was forced to reassure them that he was fine and merely somewhat agitated by "something."

Courtship? He doesn't plan on marrying you... Much less date you! What absurdity was the portrait blabbing about? Blasphemy, he mumbled.

He's out of his trance when he recognises a roommate of yours scurry by. "Hey—"

The girl casts a doubtful glance across before halting when she realises he called to her.

"Where's [Y/N]?"

"Asleep," She answers, "I tried getting her up but she kept insisting on sleeping. '5 more minutes' turned into half an hour, I was starting to risk getting late."

Daniel ponders for a moment before turning his heel to depart, quickening his step.

By the time he has gotten to the Girl's Dormitory, he steps on his own brakes, cautiously checking if anyone else is there.

He's well aware that you and him are late to class by now; everyone has already left. Daniel rushes into the dormitory and makes a mental point to reprimand you later.

He approaches your dorm room door and knocks, "...[Y/N]?"

…Nothing. He knocks firmly this time, repeating your name. After two more unsuccessful efforts, he twists the doorknob and enters.

His eyes briskly scan his surroundings—a lump under a certain someone's bed is breathing like the stillness of the ocean waves. Daniel can't believe you could sleep peacefully at a time like this.

He huffs at the sight in front of him, eventually marching his way towards you.

Despite his irritation, he gently prods you while whispering your name so as not to alarm you.

"Good riddance. Are you trying to skive off school and lose us some house points?"

You groan and wriggle under the covers. "[Y/N]," he scolds.

Daniel watches your eyebrows furrow deeply.

"I can't, Daniel—" Your voice breaks, alarming the boy above you.

In a panic, he hovers above you, "Are— Are you crying…? What happened? What's wrong?" He reaches out to wipe stray hairs off your face.

The risen temperature of your forehead hits his fingers, which raises suspicion in him. He softly presses his knuckles over your skin to double check.

"Oh."

"Huh…?"

"You're ill."

You croak out, shifting around on your bed to find a better position, "That explains everything."

He sighs, long and heavy. "You need to get new roommates, those ones clearly don't care about you."

"They do…" You mumble in an attempt to protest.

"Don't argue."

He ponders for a bit, weighing his choices.

"Are you okay with being alone here for a bit? I'll inform the teachers about this and be back by lunchtime, I promise." He accentuates his word of honor. You whimper, but manage to nod at him.

After offering you some fast guidance on what to do for the moment, and encouraging you to do simple things—like to constantly drink the water on your bedside table of which he provided for you—he scampers out of your dormitory and contemplates praying a little.

Ideally, the scolding and penalty he receives will be mild enough to allow him to come see you later. But more significantly, that your fever doesn't worsen during his absence for the full four hours.

At last, it's 12 o'clock. Daniel hurried to collect his books once class ended, tucking them under his arm. He briskly moves past a few students in his path and dashes out the door.

"Daniel!" Lottie scurries towards him.

"Where's [Y/N]?" She exhales, restless after endlessly running about, "I was supposed to paint her today, but I haven't seen her all morning." She says, devastatingly.

"She's sick today. I got late because of her…" He mumbles. "She's probably going to feel better by then, so you should check on her later."

"You're on her way to her right now, right? Can I come with?" Lottie practically pleads, clutching her sketchbook to her chest. Daniel hesitates.

"What— I'm— On my way to Potions class. She says she wants to be left alone," He turns away and decides he has wasted too much time, "It's best to respect her wishes."

"Oh. Well, you're not coming to the Great Hall for lunch first?" She calls out to him as he ascends the stairs.

"No," He barely replies, given how far away he is now. And soon he's gone somewhere she can no longer see him.

Lottie brings her hand to her chin, deep in thought.

It took a while, but he shakes the small bottle of healing potion between his fingers.

He must be having a particularly lucky day because there aren't any other students in the dorm at this particular time. Though a not-so-lucky one for you… But he digresses, that's what he's standing at your doorway for.

Daniel knocks even though he knows you won't answer. However, it makes little difference if it serves to let you know of his presence rather than to startle you.

You're once more sound asleep when he comes in. He casts a sympathetic glance over you as he walks, taking note of the empty glass of water. Daniel regretfully looks down at his feet, wishing he had given you two glasses, or three.

"Daniel…?" You mumble. He comes back to his wits at the sound of your voice, and he crouches next to your bed to get eye-to-eye with you.

"Hi," You mumble.

"Hi," He coos.

He sits up higher now, kneeling on one knee, "You should get up. I got you a healing potion."

He'd definitely lie about it to be something else at another time, but he's too fixated on helping you feel better at the moment. And you're too sick to process that he had made it for you.

You whine a bit, but you sit up as he instructed.

Daniel stares at you and instinctively reaches out to brush down your bed hair.

Your eyes are still shut tight, and eyebrows furrowed in an attempt to tame your headache—obviously that wouldn't work.

Your eyes are only just beginning to open as his thumb and index finger softly grip your chin. On another hand, he's holding up a bottle of which you immediately catch on to be the said healing potion.

"Open up," he utters.

You do, and the opening of the bottle is brought to your mouth, the potion now coming into contact with your tongue.

You grimace. You don't like the taste of it.

Daniel takes notice of your reaction and swipes his thumb encouragingly.

You feel your senses sharpen after the last gulp, and the headache you had recently felt is weighed off of you. Nevertheless, you're still a touch under the weather.

"That's good," he says. "You should rest, still. It's not good to go running about right after taking the potion."

He hadn't taken his hand off your chin.

"Daniel—" You gently grasp hold of his other arm. "Please, can you stay with me for a while?"

Over the few hours of tossing and turning, there had been multiple times where you were at the verge of tears from being alone in such a horrible state. Normally, you would like to be left alone, but you wished your best friend was there to aid you.

Before any of you could react, your door pushes open on the spur of the moment. "[Y/N]? I brou… Oh wow."

Lottie stares at the situation in front of her, thoroughly befuddled on what she should do or say.

Immediately, you and Daniel retreat away from one another, leading you to hiss at the abrupt movement and Daniel moving forward in an effort to aid you.

"I'll just leave this here…" She says, placing the bowl of French onion soup on an adjacent table.

"Um…" Daniel starts, only to be interrupted by you.

"Oh, Lottie! I apologize for being absent today, I know you were supposed to paint me…" You try to brush the earlier scenario off with a timid grin. "What a shame, I was looking forward to it."

The girl by your doorway blinks before coming to her senses.

"Y-Yes. But it's all right! Daniel said you'd be fine in a few hours, but I couldn't bear not checking on you. I… Guess I should have done as he said, yeah?" She sheepishly smiles at Daniel, who's kneeling away from the both of you in humiliation.

"I really can't help but wonder why you didn't take [Y/N] to the Hospital Wing." Lottie comments, taking one last glance at your sleeping figure before quietly shutting the door.

"It— Well, remember when half of Hogwarts caught a cold? Did the Hospital Wing really do anything about it?" Daniel protests.

"That's because the Hospital Wing couldn't handle more than five-hundred students at a time, Daniel…"

Lottie shoots him a smile as they begin walking, "You care about her a lot, don't you?"

Daniel bounces back from the little embarrassment of discovering she's correct. "Why wouldn't I? I'm her friend. I did better than the roommates who left her there."

"I guess so…"

Silence descends over the two with nothing but the clacking of their shoes against the floor. It's a little straining, if they would be honest. Given that the prior incident was so casually dismissed as a typical occurrence— between two apparently friends.

Worse is none of you had even bothered to clear up that whatever she had witnessed was none of the sort.

Lottie clears her throat, "I feel like I should ask the question everyone has been keeping locked on the back of their throats."

Daniel raises an eyebrow at her, unaware of what she's implying.

"Are you and [Y/N]— You know…" Lottie flushes slightly at having to pose the question herself, only to smile broadly at the boy's sudden flushing of the cheeks.

"W-What are you implying?" He croaks out. The two of them had come to a halt by now.

Lottie brings her palm to her lips, attempting to contain her laughter at Daniel's newly discovered state. She decides not to further embarrass him out of pity for how he must be feeling helpless at the moment—which he is.

"Nothing—" She snickers, turning her heel and walking ahead, "It's nothing!"

Daniel observes as her silhouette vanishes into the hallways. And for a brief moment, he hesitates.

But he finds himself standing at your doorway once again, deciding that maybe—just maybe—he'll stay with you for a little while. Or… for whatever long you choose.

At least, just hope he doesn't get caught by the Prefects.

a/n: see?? im writing guys!! also i read my old writings and let's just say i croed ❤️ if only that amount of talent was back

#(*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.ﾟ— written by lnr #hpma x reader #daniel page x reader #hogwarts magic awakened x reader #hpma #hogwarts magic awakened #daniel page

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